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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1910-12-16, Page 7♦ :e; tita., "Wait a minute; there's a luau out- side there I- don't. like." T•oan loolkeei out and saw .a handsome geatlemau standing beside a cab. It was the man who had come em to her yeeter- tray in the park. Instinctively she shrank back into the dark passage. "It's Miss Mazurka's young man,,, raid Emily, in a low voice. "He is wait- ing. for her. Handsome, isn't he? And ;yet, Fomehow I don't like him. I always think he's sneering even when he's try- ing two be pleasant.,, Al this moment Miss Mazurka passed sheen. ".&h, Royce!" she said, laughing; wt'.aiting?" "Tee, he said, with a smile which curved his lips. "But I can only put you in your cab. I've got important buci- ness :his morning.' "You always have got some business other," she said. "Batt never more important than this," ho retorted. "Don't keep me, here's a good girl," and he put her in the eat?. "I will canto and see you later." The cab drove off and Royce stood for a emend, and then. calling another eab, bot in and seated himself. ".thews to Scotland Yard," he said. "Come along," said Emily; "he's gone Shank goodness -=-why, how very pale you are!" ''Am I?" said Joan, with a little wan "'les! Do yon know him " "'No," she answered. "I have seen him ono, yesterday, but—but everything re- n:inds me of yesterday—" She paused and smiled a wan little smile. "But I ori going to forget -everything up to to- day—everything, ' o- day—everything," C ETA.PTEIt XX. ere: once in his lifer Royce looked greave and ill at ease. He had boasted to old Craddock that whenever he wanted 'o do anything he succeeded in doing it; and in twenty-four hours he had dis- •.'overed that for once he had made a vain boast. He had left Chain Court fully resolv- ed on finding Joan, and, by some means or other, en getting her into his power. p'ieet he went to the park; to the spot where he bad seen Joan, and worked from there into the streets; he went to the lodgings in Pall Mall, and hang about out of sight on the chance of ,loan's weary feet bringing her back; ''lien ho ,wont to Paddington, and in- quired about the station as Lord liars had done, and at. last Ire went to the workhouse' and i*-ttervietved the mat- ron and the roaster. But Joan was not to be found, she seemed to have disap- near'ecl as suddenly and completely as they earth had opened and swallowed her up. Ho drove to Scotland Yard, his hand- wnra face grimmer axed sterner than it had ever possibly been before, Royce found himself in the presence of ai quiet -looking, gentlemanly man, dressed in gray trousers and a frock coat who gianced up front a ledger, and ask - "d Royce his business as calmly and se- dately as if Tic—the inspector —were a 'hanker's clerk. •'I am looking for a young lady who massing," said Royce, sadly. The inspector nodded, andin a bus- inesslike fashion handed hini a form containing blank places for the minute des•e iption of mtseing persons. • `Ieill ,,+at in, please," he said. tets.tce filled in the form, writing a rooked and disguised hand, and passed :i• hassle. "Sign it, please," said the inspector. Eoyc.e took up the pen again and sign- ed. "George Ormsby!" "I traced her to .Ifydo Park yesterday at'tesnc,ou," said Royce, describing the r.pot. The inspector gazed on the form as if ],e were looking through it, then Tang a ell. A. gentlemanly looking clerk ':arae in, and the inspector, having hand- ed Iran the form without a word. with- drew in silence. 'Seise a seat," said the inspector. "1 bears rd:nt to make inquiries." Royce sat down on a hard chair, ;end stared at the ground as if he were lost in easdness and despair, and after the lapse 4,f ten minutes or so, the clerk re- ' ux heti and placed a paper before his superior. "'Hem!" said the inspector. "There nntvs of the lady. She was seen on ilte 'Embankment last night." "The Embankment!" exclaimed Retina.. vie;: by one of the Thanes pollee. ;;he was standing on the edge of the ,toping looking down at the river." Royer rose, pale and eager. "The Thames policeman, thinking she was .r•,,itnut le throw herself in, warned her off.'' ]t`ha'nk heaven ! My pont sister !" murruneed Royce, tasting up his eyes. "V•nu•'aaro certain about the cloak she vowel' said the inspector. Quito, quite !" "Then you had better go down to the '1'hanc•e Pollee Station, at Blackfriars," geed tae inspector, calunly, ,"They will ...how :t' you there." "Do you meau—that her cloak •has neem found ?" "Nee; pieked up by the Thames police riff PIe,ekfriars Pier," sat.! the inspector: EShiXo/is n ff y Royce stood pale and speechless. `If you wish to discover anything fur- ther, .I should advise you to go down to Blackfriars and see tho cloak. If anything else has been., found they will know it there.. will send a man with you, if you like." Royce accepted the offer, • and thank- ing the inspector, who received his ac- knowledgment with a short nod, accom- panied the officer in plain clothes to the Blackfriars Police Station. Royce told his tale there; he had in- vented it as he drove in the cab, and had got it glib and pat. The offieial went into an inner room, and returned with a cloak upon his arm. Royce recognized it in a moment. His keen eyes had noticed it on Joau the preceding day. It was her cloak, and it was still wet "It is hers--Iny sister's!" he said, al- most inaudibly. "I am sorry, .sir," said the man, gravely. "It was picked up by one of the police boats just outside here. The body—" In spite of himself Royce Could not help shuddering. "Must have gone farther down the river. You'd better enquire'down Lime- house way. The tide was running out last evening, and you'll find her there as sure as eggs is eggs." • "Can I have the cloak?" asked Royce, sorrowfully. It night be against the rules, but "the gentleman" looked such a gentleman that the man gave him the cloak. taking a receipt for it, and Royce, accompanied by the officer in plain clothes, pursued his pilgrimage. They reached a dismal, squalid re: gion far east of the great city, and stood in the damp office of the riverside police station. The inspector in charge was as civil but as >•alm and impassive as his brethren. He led Royce and the officer to the mortuary, and 'unlocked the door. The dim outline of a human figure lay on a board covered by a cloth. The officer raised the cloth in a businesslike fash ion, and yet, not irreverently, and turn- ed up the gas jet above it. Royce bent down and looked at the corpse keenly. The faee was •that of a young girl about Joan's age. but the water and ex- posure had rendered it allnost unrecog- nizable. It was not ,lona Ormsby, not the owner of Lord Arrowfield's fortune, • but Royce covered his face . with his hands And groaned. "My poor sister!" he, cried, quite sora rowftilly. "Very sorry, sir." snid the 1111111. re- spectfully. "\'4'e see a deal o' this sort of thing, and we get tiled to it; but it's very sad, common as it is. What instructions ?" Royce seemed quite overcitme•by grief for a moment, while he was thinkhtng hard, "She must r'emaiu here for a few hours," he said. "I will tering others to sec her. 1--I don't know whether it is a nsual request. or one you can accede to; 1,ut I should be o`r ;grid if you would keep her—her identity secret, or at any rate say as little about it as possible." "Don't be afraid, sir." said the inspec- tor. "'Clterewill he an inquest, of course, hut these inquests are never reported— too common by far, sir.• Nobody takes any notice; end if you want her name kept out of the papers, why—" Royce put his hand in his pocket and drew out his purse. "You will have sone trouble—clave already had some," he saki in a subdued tone; "you , most let me give you this. I will come down in the Morning and- and—make arrangements. May I put this, her cloak, round her, poor thing?" "Certainly, sir," said the inspector. Royce, still very much overcome, beg sed• that a cub might be called. and had himself driven to the 'West End. He knew that the girl whom he had ola.inted was not. Jean 'Ormsby; would he be able to eonvinee others that she was? If he could succeed in doing so he would have the path cleared for him; and if Joan Ormsby should be alive ---and some- thing seemed to whisper to him that she was—there should be net one to interfere with him, Royce ate his dinner et his club, spent a pleasant evening and went home to bed, and not until he had had a comfort- able breakfast did he start for Chain Court. Mr, Craddock Irur'ried to the door door at the first sound of his peculiar knock, and letting him in, carefully fastened the door after him. "Any news, Royer'" he demanded eagerly, his eyes scanning the handsome, inpenetrahle face. "iiave you' found Tres?" "Yes, I have found her," said Royce, quietly. "Joan Ormsby lies cold and dead at the. mortuary at Limehouse." lila'. Craddock fell back.. "You—you--'may be mistaken, he gasped•. Ir oyoe shook his head. "There is'•no mistake, there is no time to lose;' Stuart Villiars '.nosy be here at any ynotpent,' and 'you will have to take hire there to identify her. Listen to me; there is no mistake. She wears the, elothes:Nan9sQering to the descrip- tlotl: The cloak is still round her: Of course she is altered, but there is no getting over the cloak. Take him thee e and show her to hint. They will telt yon that I passed as her brother, It r shot a seises% t:ouslh5., ceras colds. heal++ , t,s r iRie dR:r•,ranl earl Weds. w a 13;.9 estate. wall necessary. flues, fel. 1\tr-. ✓rad- 5hihh? auicklar atop eoudb6, curet colds. heals the throat sod funds. ., a 25 tents. dock was clawing:at the air and utter- ing groans ane« maledictions. • "There is no ,help far it. The girl is dead, but we May, yet be able to make something out of tlie. business, What we want is to hush the affair up. Por his own sake he will have her buried quietly;. I have taken means to keep it out of the papers. Persuade him to leave the whole of the arrangements in your hands and I will see to it all. You caar charge him up to the hilt; that is one consolation for our disappointment. All you have to do is tocarry out my in- structions. 1. .am going now. There ie the address,' and he handed it to old Craddock. "Take Villiers down there as soon as he comes, and keep the thing quiet," .and with a nod, as Cool as if he had sauntered in to have a simple morn• ing's chat, he passed out. CHAPTER XXI, Lord Stuart t'.i.Iars was almost mad with suspense and despair. Hoar and hour, by daylight and through the night, he had continued his search, and every' hour which passed him—Farther. as it seemed; front success --itis agony and despair•, increased,Ile had neither slept nor eaten sauce :.fit..,.n disappeac'rd, and his appearance Viet, that of u nnui who had been 'sndtte by some bad news told to him witb'tclt preparation. Weary,: his brain On fire, his iimbe aching, for he haat been. evallcine the whole night, and got wet through, and dry again, and net through sigain, half a dozen times, he 01.1111. himself once more at Chain Coast; an.i knou]:ing et Mr. Craddock's door. "Rave you hefted• eiPaaingT he de- manded, hoarsely.'n.t have:" he sad, sternly, as he tam,' the old man's face. "Quick! quidtel'fur heaven's sake, muni" and he put hie '4;444 to his bre-x; but the next moment h' recovered hit: self -command. "Whet i.. it?" he said; "tell me at mice—good or bad!" "My lord, it—it's bad." said the old man, half frightened by the drawn white face, with its hollow; piercing eyes. Lord Villiers seized him by the arra and swung hila around. "'rdl] me'." he shouted. "Tell me!" "My lord," gasped the old man, `we've found her—else's dead!" Lord Villiers' cold hand loosened it; grasp, and he turned his back and cov- ered Lis face with his hands. A minute or two migle have paes"d, and then, still with his Liee averted, he said, in so ehauged- .' wage, so broken and weak that it might have belonged to old Craddoek himself: "Tell i- ke me all; then t • s. me to icer.!" Craddock repeated 's lesson in fear and trembling, and 1 ,d t idler:; ntter- erl uo sound, .Meade a anovemcnt is til it was finiehel.. Then he turned r r;t 1 ht , f his face old Craddock si r!1< beak. It was white to the lips, n.• like the of a men crushed to the teeth and utterly wrecked. "Now take me tc i:er," hs sail, n!t, most inaudibly. .They reached tl„' dismal spot at last, and found themselves in the police sta- tion. Even here Lard Viliars uttered no word. but eteucl like -a elan deaf and dumb, white old Craddock croaked out their errand. There was brit little light in the sell, but Lord \'iliiar : did, not roped much light. His eyes tell upon the Cloak with its antique clasp, and a shudder ran through his strong irome: It was the cloak his darling had worn :when he had first seen her on the terrace at the Wold. And here it wee wrapped romsd his darling. Dead! dead! ;sleadl. Once he bent as if to kiss hrr, but, he drew back. No! has last kiss should be the one he had given her when he OLD PROSPECTOR TELLS HIS STORY Ilia Real Treubio Star led When fiheurna'tism Got Him. Plasters, Ointments and.Sulpltar were alike useless, but Dodd's 1Sidney Pills made a new man of him. Princetown, B.C., Dee. El. --(Special.) —An Over Canada people are telling of the great work I)odd's Kidney Pills are doing, and even in the rocky mountain fastnesses where natnte ;sides her runes men arb telling of cures made and suf- fering relieved by the great Canadian Kidney remedy, 1i'm, Murray, sixty- six year's Gild, who has tramped the fron- tier as lumber jack, ruticher, prr.:,lreetor, xniner,•'hunter rind trapper, anti who hs, friends all ov'r the ,west, is brie of these. Many a• tale 'of hardship and •danger eau he tell, but his firac real trouble cattle when Rheumatitem elainu'd "I slipped on the Mountain side and strained my kidneys, end then my troubles all .-seemed .to set in at once. • I had nearly all the symptoms' of Lum- bago, Sciatica,Mallet es, Dropsy and Bright's Disease," Mr, Mur- ray states. "Then 1 broke out .in a terrible rash that spread al} ,over my body and leapt ate hi tortures. I tried all sorts of liniments and ointments • and teak sun phur enough to siert, ci kettle hides of 1 s•ll r, my own, But t wee no use, Then I tried l)odrl's Iiidnev Pills, and all I can say is they cnnde e new mall of 7fl•e." left her happy,. trusting, and hopeful in their lodgings. It tree so he would strive to remem- ber and bear her in his memory, and not as now, not as she lay dead arta cold! "Cone away, my lord, come an'ny!" croaked Craddock, hoarsely, and Lord 'Villiers suffered thorn to lead Mtn into the daylight. • But the long hours of exposure, the awful suspense, the agony of the dis- covery had doth their worlc, anti before an.hoar lead elapsed Stuart, Earl of VII - liars, was lying helpless and raving in a delirious fever. For weeks he Lay hovering on the. brink of the gulf across which he thought that• Jotin had passed, longing for the death that Comes so seldom when prayed- for; but after a while he grew strong eiiottgbto form some desire, some distinct plait. And it was this• — to get away from England, to put utiles of. land and sea between •him and the spot where,he had seen and learned to love her: Lord \illiars sent for Mr. Craddock, who cane cringing and rubbing .his hands before the gaunt figure of the, earl lying back in his chair before the fire, with his •thin, pale fare and sorrow -laden eyes, and Lox•cl Villiers gave him his final instrutt'iuns. They were short and Rill!})le.. U1'[tddoek was to shut up the \Vold and the other Rouges in town and• country, and was to manage the vast estate during Lord Villiers' absence. Half an hour afterwards, while Lw'd \ illiar valet was peeking the portman- teau, a footman aenlotrnrrd' Colonel U1i nen'. At sight. of tin` thin toasted figure, and the white, wan fact, with the dark eyes which met him with at stern stead- fastness, the colonel started slightly and his eye-gl to Tell oat; but he plucked up his eoerage and confronted 1lte invalid. '1'nl sorry to have to force myself upon you, \ illiare," he said, wagging his head; •'but ui course you expected use, 'Ves, 1 c':.peett'tl von," was the cold, sad reply, the dart: eyes seeming to pierce to the '_olunet':t veru son]. "Of course. r Could do n•, lea than -- than request un interview." '.end 1. have ,rental it," said 'Lord t-illiars. "What. is your business with ole?" ''What else could 1 ;nave come about, but that poor girl?" eeelt+in+ed the col- onel. Stuart 'Villiers did not u'inee, but an ominous light flashed. for a moment, in his .sunken eyes. T finest do my duty, you knots. \'illi;ir., and—and—er --1 have tenw.to tell you that you treated hta••_._-" Stuait \ illiare held tap one thin hand. 'Stop!" he said, not loudly, but whir a low -tonere stern:wee that etrucic the little ,.'alone} dumb. "If that is the ob- ject of ;your visit, say not one word more. Think that T treated--" he tried to speak her carne, batt hit bps could not utter it- -"thin}. that 1 treated her i badly, if you will. It tuatters- nothing to the. IL is enuuuit for me to known the trent mac t she bora at yolk• Bands. I ton,; girt from n yeti to make her my Wife. 1 ivotaki have came to yon and asked you, ms a m; n e4ks, a lather for his daughter. but the?. T knew you had plenned to take her bc'v,,ntl lav reueh. 11 1.as that knowledge witieh lel ui' to take her front you ee 1 did. It. was ti,rnag'o son— " and ite li•:utt forward— " th orward"th ron h ''oa,r itnsitt"t. rinil th,i1 of your daughters, that ab" un, last to nue! heaven, ttu,l ]leave;' r'nly, knows the key to the mystery of her flight and death. Let it rest with heaven! But els ht r Yon, It ?Vit atet:il a'epuration at my har.d•t, it shalt be ren-leretl to y0(1. 1 leave Eugl:ut,l tn-morrt,u'. In ,t few weeks I trust that 1 may he able to sleet you, auywilere and at any time you ma,r appoint. We axe both sol,liers, Colonel O]ever, and need say no more. Mr. Craddoek shall have any address and it shell be forwarded to you. Are you satisfied?" The colonel grew hot anal red. "Von --•you take the affair pretty enol- ly, 'Villiers." he stnttersd. "If you say it's not your fault, and that you didn't mean the poor girl any harm----" Stuart Villiers laughed, a ]larch, grim laugh, as he stretched out his hand and rang the bel}. "Shaer the gentleman out," inc said, coldly and sternly, and the colonel, funfaling at his eveglasei, angrily With- drew,' The following morning Lord Villiers started for the: continent, As the, packet. steamed. heavily away from the white cliffs, be stood on deck, }tis eyes fixed on the fast vauialci.ug land. and stretched out his hands. "Gond-hyhe :murmured. "Clood•by, ,loan! r here lost you now; shall we ever meet egain? .loan, Joan, any doe n 1" 11 he had but known, if ?le could but have guessed, that the :loan he called upon was eating her heart out in silent, uncomplaining grief, in the Loudon he had left behind, deeming he was all that tens bass: and cruel, taking leis silence evert as a lornof of his guilt, tvita1 would he have: frit, what ;nisei?, world have been spared hies! ilaw quickly he would hate boon at, her girt": But Att.! }:kis to play at cross pur- poses with her puppets, which she calls "men and women;' autl velli]r, Stuart Villiers wee flying from the sor- row of Ids supposed loss, 'Joan was hid- den i;l i.u` ;n'rat cit -t', patiently trying t , eeteet ,ill: pa ul,ci paint!rai pant 1' mina, Itrua'. • for ]ler dai°y bread. ^c rely :Fate must h`v•, a h:`.an aecise of humor. and her puppets meat t,altae het much laughter, So rue the world a Way, :i'w Be Continued,) TH-ili BRIGHT SIDE, 'Nebuchadnezzar was lunching in his accustomed stylti, "All flesh beim; grans," he reflected, "this must be beet' a lo mowed." And chuckling hoarsely,' he took tan - other ehaw.- • AT CAM I DO '011 MY SKIN-- TORTURED KIN-- TO TO ED BABY? :lathe Despairing Cry of Thousands o4' Mothers. A Scotchwoua,an 'T'ells How Her Child was .Cared. "what can I do for my ah n_ metered issb r" flow neat;; worried It,re out tnrs!Iert, whose children are suffering ,eadma, tetter or outer tottering dale;;,u•ln„ humor, have asked themselves this q',:r'ctieso Through neglect or improper ir,aatatent, fj 0 MO :tlhtor erupttorl lias developed lino w list vlSttrg and it iSit'.il1y treatments fail, and arrougt'r ones ere ;riot, sometimes so harsh that the $1.ffoi iteg le iurrt•a�ed rather than. allayed 1 •aa oro- le:csivae' aid has pro••err owls f,ncl'the fear it ever-present .hat The .1,,1I disease will becorne (throttle, turning the• ,'hild's lettere into a nightmare cf physical tired mental Setell mothers, who have •sviines,ed their olilldrea'a suffering and 'who That a undergone the long. sleepless u?glus and dt,traetiny anxiety which they alone can realize, will understand the gratit ude that prompted this Setter from sirs John Ewan, 5, Victoria St., Irtyerarie, Scotland, and till read it with • keenest Intermit: :No Cu:!ctnaSoap itcattily for mybaby's tkiet Site had the vezetres when sir: was three months old. See was In an awful mess all over her body. We never thought the would arlt. i6ehiclr shougeoar rra rnontia -xnat p .'ti,itngilernea slygbianminutedayto sefot het' dle. eats doctor „ave rite an ointment to rut, nor with but it• did her no good. My mintier was dorms from America and she, told me to try iluthint odutmerit and to x eh her with C tieura Stoat,. 'l here was a great difference when 1 r,+eel the I';t..t b x. it leve el to soothe her and elte siert. 1 used three bevel of Cloth -qua ninr:nttnt and she w.i' suite cured. tilts liras the pere:t elan an,f is the fattest babe next She sea mirztete, 1 altDrs,t abt1octorttidt ec1l'.'' are'. I :. ill clad to telt any - And that the mi's's of the `unsure Itern clvs3 14 not rnrthoetl iu the treatment 01 e,.' aa, is a,npty nroreu t:;; :its. liehw.rru 87-1 `iprinev,ells .tv:., I;ctroi1, Mich., .who wr+t ,: "W:ten ;ret little t'i'tian was lar el:11J rix ntanth:e old. neer papa had a toil o,1 his :'ore- head. At that tune tate eh11d was .overed with prickly heat and i A,ppoae in scratching it her net head became. infected, for it hroko out 1 i '10 14, one after another. She had about slaty tar alt and 1 navel Cuticula ,loss and Crt;tenra ointment ;which ,i'rul err of them entirely We do not :i.init any 41.0 ta;t praise t:uttcttra ltemedl•w t,.o Meetly." That mothers gray t ilea cftitety and situate of the Cutknra Remedies for them- selves, the ?otter Dray and Cl:e:m. Corp.. 121 Columbus Avg Boston. Mass. .. will =end free a oapplittatirin, a g,erierotts trlat box r,t Cutieure otttttnent, stflteieut to afford Insult in the most distress -Mr forms of eceemas rashes,, itching' and ! endings of the ;;ldn and scats• L'r,le' tete, intinstrcr of (britaura otnt- nsnnt. the itching and nursing atop. the child faits fulo a refreshing sleep, the mother ;eats. and for the first time, perhat,s, in math'. weeks. mese fails on a disnaeted truuQe'otd.. The Cusic•urrts Remedies are solo by chu;: 1sta wary duets. Corded Handkerchiefs. A p?easant.ehange from the herns ,:eli- ed easel laee or c.mbroidea•y-edged hand- kerchiefs are the new little squares from Franyee which have an altogether differ- ent tr nisi. 'Instead of the ordinary .gem there is a tiny cord. sometimes white and sone - limes of a dainty color, which is Lased as a sort 01 binding. - This is very small, not arty thicker than the white string used for tying up parcels. It is finer in quality, llnswever, and dainty enough to finish these little accessories. Bad Roads and the High Cost - of Living. A[. fleet sight it semis rattler a 1 etretelt of the imaginati'n to find any close t•nnueetion between t\e cost CA liv- ing runt the condition of eu;t'ttry roads. but repent investigations have led the trail in this direction with u,imistakabie clearness. The two chief difficulties the farmer has to face to -day.- are the scar- city of faint labor and the cost of haul- ing, and these have combined to raise the prices for all the .staple food stuffs - without are yof the inoretuse adding to the profit of the farmer. A recent report of an agricultural committee of the United States Senate is authority for the statement that - during' the worst of the hauling season in America a team is able to transport on an average only SOO or 900 pounds a day, while in Trance a team draws 3,03Ei pounds it day a distance of ISt/, miles any day in the year. There is ail too little reason to heliege that the Cana- dian farmer is any better off in this re- spect than the American, and thus it sap, pears that the farmer•. here Inas to spend ,three . or: foto' .times as long as the F ronelintan in hauling his camps and sup- plies; and as he obviously has to choose those days when the roads 'are in good condition, the chances are he has to take the extra file a.nd tabor from work is the fields. For much of the relief desired in the direction of better roads, the farmer must wait on others; but there its one point making for easier hauling, larger loads, fewer trips and far less expense that rests with the farmer himself. '1'Ilis is the proper lubrication of the axles of his wagOns, drays and carriages. Greas- es that grim and Abel.; or run off and leers the axles to grind, are a waste of mune}'. The, Queen Cly Oil C'omptny, Limit-. , eel, of Toronto, is offering in Mica Axte (:rea.se a lubricant. of high efficiency that is giving a great deal of satisfate' tion. it forms a cushion between axle and box that does away with friction al- most 'entirely and lessens both labor and wear. Its clurabilit,y is a strong factor in favor of economy. Handicapped as he iq by bad roads, the wide -:awake farmer const insist on getting everything he can out of his team and Wagons. 11 he isnot already using a ittbric,rnt of tho effict- ei`cy, and economy of Mice Axle Grease. he will hardly delay to at least give it a trial THE MEASURE v` SILENCE, LEdv=, Iauicker---Ts n't it stili? ]Soaker- -73o uniet you can halt that price of meat drop. •