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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1911-06-30, Page 7as „„re„,,, Ittger", "I t':evout1yhnpe sol"'eeele-inled Ma. Crosbie. 'M y I ask, Margery, what year bta•sket'eontains?" "Cohere and apples;" promptly, • "Bumf" obset s ed ,Strtart meditatively. £hat sounds solid, .t lnrgery." ` "Don't yea like sakes and apples?" `''D r you?" he asked. "Wry Mech.". "There -I -I clo too. Now let us get into the woodit. By the bye is Reuben about?' "NO, I believe he has gone to some of Sir Hubert's farms. I{e started very ear- ly this morning; but he will be home to dinner, Did you went him; Mr. Stuart"?" "]\to, not particulates:. But what a lark if they take us up for trespassing —eh., Margery!" Margery langhod heartily at the idea. "What would they do to us?" she asked. "Transport us for life perhaps, "Seusrt ephel'1, .with a laugh, as he mounted the narrow wall. "flow would you like that, i11aa•gasy?'' he added. "Weald that mean going away from here?" Stuart nodded. "I should not like it at all then," she declared. "'['hen you intend to live in Hurtley all yoiu life? Give me your band; there —that is right. The dogs *ill clear it." Margery jumped lightly from the wall to the eat turf, and then watched the easy wn.y in which the colly and re - them veiled the wall. "Dow (-lever they are!" she cried, stooping to pat them: "But you have not answered. me. Do Yon intend to live here all your life?', said Stuart, as they strolled in the cool shade of the trees. hiurgery looked at him quickly. l have never thought about it. Mr. Stuart," she replied. "Would it be wrc g t' wish it?" "Wrung?" he repeated. "\o, Margery, of.erurse not" "3 love Iturstley," the girl went on thou l;tiully. ":lIother lives ;here, and Reuben,. and Lady Coningham, though I can not remember her well—still I love her; tiee,t there are Miss Lawson and all the t silage." "No one else?" queried Mr. Crosbie, Rehm, Lis eyes on her face. "Ills—you, Mr. Stuart:' alargery an- stvret rt;, softly. "You are here, too.' "But suppose that all these friend, were to go away ---suppose you were left alone—would- you etre for 1•iurelley then?!,. hiar•gery's Fee p:lidd. - — ""1 never thought •of •all:ii:" she neer - Mama. "Ob, 1 could not etey then; it octad 1>e terrible!" • Stuart (Mimed his lips nte if to spe,lk, then timed them firmly again. and fol• a while there was silence between them as they iesaelked. At, last the yeung squire spoke. They had reacher, a chimp of trees, weeder, &h.dier spot, and here he s t (piled. • "Let ns unpack that aisrantie basket ben., Margery," he said, lightly. "This ere the van- nook for a pienie." Margery tossed off her bonnet-, and the young "tan, stretched et full lenhth en the soft grass. ferreted 1x1:4 Pyea on her radiant beauty, feeling that with every look his • determination to sett Iris of thin girl was slipping from aim. and Lh:i; for aim happiness wee found only when ill her presence. c!I rTIsl?, 1`]T. -Vane Charteris found the day pass eery "1tv!c with uo ) ne hatt her at 1t snnse her. :she sat ,istle eeiy beeitle \lm t'rosbin during the long drive, feel- ing bored and wearied, and yawned t,h: eugh the afteruoun in her room, fled• ong r,o pleasure in her mother's society iLnd less in her owvu. The thought that had some to her suddenly in the zoom- ing raw stronger a3 the hours passed. As Stuart Crosbie's wife, she would taste °tree snore' the swrsetuese of her lest power. She was leaning by her open window, t.hh alae this, hecdiets of the beauty of site buss' tam •rreteleal i>efir, ;te when hereyes fell on a maser figure heron . g iseterq.y- vn tat: ,:t,•.. -.. se ,.ligb•, olitl•taokine; elae, who :teemed net c!ii;t,; tet home in hissziiioizudiugs. alis' harLeris, roueed'frons her .lanttuor, waLobez: eau intently, and et once deter- mined tee the intruder was u. Irauip-•- 1>erhaps Jae of a gang of thieves. She rose) rani kis. and !nude her way from her rtii0121,pieking. up her sunshade no hr, went. Byer aunt was out tit it garden - party, which site had vainly tried to in- duce Mies C:herteris to attend, her mo- ther was ettjn)• ng a sir'stlt, and her uncle was :absorbed 1u his books. There Bins ne one about, and the castle 'seethed quite deserted rt:: Vane walked across the foal) to tate back grounds. The elan Nova -..., Scotian Tortured Tells Now His Own Life Was teed by ca taarrhazone. Frirc lade Brook, N.i., .]tine •16--tilreh suffering as Mimeo Gun had endured from asthma .is seldom witnessed. "Per six yaare." he says, "I suffered torture. 13oetor^e said I couldn't get well; but after using three bottles of `Catnrrh:o- eine"• 1 was leered.. and never felt better in my life than I do to -day. zone no aartain to stere asthma." .For bronchitis and catarrh it is equally sero. Don't use doable remedied when enre is swift and permanent Treat fa.- tarrbozonc, sold by all dealers.• Two Months' treatment, a'1;. sample Biro, tit'ie, 'Pe auto yea rtes Oatarnhosone. she answered wee standing as she had seen him Inst, his hands in his pockets, his hat puU'ott low over his 'brows. She went toward him at once. "What are you doing here?" she ask- ed, sharply. "Do you know you are trespassing?" The Irian turned et her first word; he looked at her keenly from a pear of ear- nest grey eyes, then slowly, and with unmistakable courtesy, removed his, slouched felt hat. "Trespassing?" be repeated, in a tool tone. "Do they prosecute at • Crorsbie Castle if a mau is found gazing only?" "You are insolent," Miss Charterle re- sponded, frigidly; "and, l'f you do not. leave set once, I shall send some of the servants to you." The man replaced his hat, with a cur- ious expression on hie pace. "Pray save yourself that trouble." be said dryly. "I am going; but may I ask if I have the honor of speaking to Stars. Crosbie?" Vane's face flushel.. "No," she said, :iolilly. "Ah! i1ise Crosbie, perhaps?" "No," she repeated, again. ':Indeed` Then, macrame, by valtat right do you elect me?" "I am :Urs. Crosbie's niece, and, in her absence., do what I knew site would de- sire." "Mrs. Crosbie's niece," repeater] the Tenn. "So afro. Crosbie rules the castle! '(where is the squire?" Miss Charteris moved away a little. "I shall answer no more questions," she said, quietly. "1 must request you to go away at once." "There spoke George t'harteris!" mut- tered the stranger, as if to himself. Vane shorted; Ahs could hardly believe her ears. This shabby man to mention brr father's name! It was extraordin- ary, and not pleasant. sake, with marked irritation; "but you have heard what I said, and you take, "I do not know who you are," she no notice of my words. it now remains for the servants to see if they will be more successful." "Softly, softly, my young lady!" said the man, putting his hand on her arm. "You are much too hasty, and, like all intemperate spirits, judge by appear- ances enly. ]:low do you know whether 1 have business heer or not—whether ony visit may not be that of a. friend?" "Friend!" echoed Miss Charteris, sar- metieclly, at the ssme time hurriedly drawing her arnt from his touch. "1 see," continued the stranger, half elosirig his eyes.:ine' fixing her 'with a look that moneyed. . and fidgeted hese "I see you count Squire Crosbie's friends by the cut of their coats. Stay; let me convince you that people are not al- ways what they seem, At that moment a footman wan pass- ing along the colonnade; and, calling in n loud voice, the stranger attracted his attention. • "Is your onaster in?" was the ques- tion, put easily and naturally. The footman hesitated for an Instant; but the presence of Hiss Charteris reas- sured him. "Yes, sir." "Kindly inform him that I are here." "Whut name, sir?" the man asked. "Sir Douglas (erant•:" The footmen wed and turned away, while Fane fee4rthat she wished the ground would open and swallow up this queer, dried, cynical cousin or herself— it r notwhich. Never ti, matte e � rc 1 hadshe a been in so disagreeable a position. Sir Douglas came to her rescue. "Will you forgive me?" he said, quiet- ly extending his hand, a long thin white hand, which seemed strangely at vari- ance with his rough, ill -cut clothes. "It is 1 who ask that," she replied. "Cf course. had I leucon—" "Naturally, naturally," iuterruptod Sir Douglas. "Lot us say no more about it. So my cousin Constance is out? Well, I hope she will forgive me for taking her by storm in this way. And' where Is her "Stuart stns gone to Chesterham." "Hum! And is he a Mee fellow? ])o von like lam?" Miss Cha r'ter`s hesitated. "Yes," sloe replied, slowly, ";I Berm Stu- art very much. You will see him this evening." "Hum!" abservetl Sir .Dottglos again; and at that instant; the squire's tall thin figure appeased, a look of undis- guised pleasure on his face. "My dear Douglas!" "Sholto, old fellow!" The two men claimed hands; no words of stronger welcome were spoken, but their eyes touked alt they would say; the head -grip testified more plainly than words. What memories filled the mind of each as they stood thus face to face—the traces of the world's buffets in their worn :liuenments--memories of two young forms with hope and vigor shining in their glowing eyes, deternrina- tion and ambition strong in their hearts. "Welcome—a, thousentt times wel- come!" said the squire, after a moment's silence. "1 received your letter this morning. We expected you to -morrow," Sir Douglas laughed. "Yes, I thought so; but 1 am not an orthodox person at all. 1 areal: through all rules and ren tletions. I Mk like a tramp. :Ask this young lady .if she does not think so," he added rzltruptly. Vazere face flushed -•--she was aseeard- ly smith annoyed; but Sir Dougine con- tinued, epeaking easily, end her confct' eon was unnoticed. 'I wee eager to see gots, Shelia), and 1 started off almost ate satin as I had die- patched my letter. i have lied a great wish to see you for the last month" "1 ant heartily• glad to erteet yuu ouee mare," the eq ire respondcrl;. and ate face looked brighter these •usu>l1. "But how ltavtl you come, 1)oizgtiea't" "On foot," returned Sir Dougleas, enim- ly. "My mart will arrive *vita my` traps in about an hour's time.' "On foot from Chesterhaml You mnust be tired' out. Came to my study, Wlaab volurnes of anecdotes ire could write, Douglas, of our respective Kesel Vane, my dear, will you come with us?" a "No," replied Miss -Chizrteeris, with a forced smile. "1 will go and tell n mnia that Sir Douglts has arriyecl." Slee inovecl away gracefully as she itpoke; Sir Douglas looked after her. . "That is George Cltartorisimirie,". 'he' asked. "Yes, -She is very beautiful, is she not?" returned -the squire dreamily. '"Hum t" observed Sir. Dougine to him self.. "She may be; but—" The sentence was left unfinished, and the strange guest followed the squire in to the' house. "How unciatag'ed it all is!" lie remark- ed, as he entered the great Hall. "I seen c to have stepped back into ' my boyhood again, Sholto.Ali, we don't Near as well as' bricks and mortar, old fellow1 Only 1 few short years, and we are both wrecks of; what we were!" They had entered a smaller apart- ment at the back of. the.` building, quo used by the squire as hiestudyand own special sanctum. Books. and pamphlets were carelessly strewn about; and the room, in its plain appointments, told clearly and distinctly the character of its owner. The squire pushed forward a large chair to the window, rind Sir Douglas, throwing off his hat, seated himself in it, whilst the squire settled. himself at Cho- table. "Did my letter' startle you?'l asked Sir Douglas suddenly. "Yes, it did," was the candid answer. "I had begun to think you wvould.never return to England, that you woulddie as you have lived, a wanderer from your home.,, "A weary, restless wanderer --a man, Sholto, with but one thought in. his "rind, one desire in his wanderings, one wish that has never been fulfilled.. Alt, you have judged me as the world has judged me. an ill -conditioned fellow who loved all nations and people. above his owns But you have. wronged me— nto world has wronged me. I am as capable of strong. domestic feeling as any man living. I am what I am through trickery and deceitea The squire gazed earnestly at his cou- sin's face, the thin feature? illuminated by a sudden rush of color. Sir Douglas turned, and, as his eyes met that earn- est gaze, he, sunk batik slowly in his chair, and the old cynical ,look came again. • "I must not bore you with my hid- den griefs, Sholto," he said dryly; "they are musty and gray noir with age." "You. mistake !f •you ;think they bore one: I shave never era ; an. bardl'y,. Douglas. Yournature• was not: a com- mon one. To one your•:life has fitted your nature?'. "My life," echoed tale, sheat a little sadly. "What a weary. turmoil it seems looking back at it now,' what ceaseless restlessness! Ali, coilsizt, you have had the best of it, after all!" The squire made. no reply. "Let us bury bygones -•they leave a bitter taste behind. I will came to the present, Sholto. •,I wrote toµyou with one idea, mood thought pto,initient in my mind.* In another month or so I shall leave England again, perhaps this time never to return; 'but, befaro I go, I want Eli?r s�e AV1DE y Lydia Pinkharn'is Vegetable cothpound Bellerivert ©ue. -"Without Lydia E. Pinkham a {Vegetable Compound I would not be alive. For five months 1 had. painful and ir- regular pnricds and inflammation of the uterus. 1 suf- fered like a martyr and thought often of death. I con- sulted two doctors were could do nothing for me. went to a hospital, arid the best doc- tors said I must submit to tut oper- ation, because I h'td a tumor.. I went back home much d scouraged. One of my cousins advised inc to take your Compound, as it bad cured her. I did so and soon commenced to feel better, and my appetite carne back with the first bottle. Now I feelme pain and am cured. 'Your remedy is doserving of praise." -- Mrs. EisiatA Celearaa„ Valleyfield, Belleri,ver, Quebec. Another OJpera#tt oik ' Avoided.. Poughkeepsie, 3V -I run tra iter+rim^' machine in a large fnetoiy and got ali run down. 1 had- give tap work. for I could not stand the paints an my hack. The doctor said I needed an operation for womb trouble but Lydia E. Pink - ham's Vegetable Compeund'did more for me than the doctors: did. I have gained five 'pound:[. 1 hope that every- one who 18. sufieriltg .from female trouble nervousncttte and backache will take the Compound, I owe )ray thanks to Mrs. Pinkioarn. She is the working girl's friend for sic nl h, and all women who sutler ehoald write to Bot aiidd take her advise,-»Mios'tn.1.1i1 PLENzto, &lay y S't , Poughkeepsie, N. Y. Thirty years of unparalleled suc ec s confirms : the power of f.,ydiit i!a. Pirate sham's Vegetable Compound to hares female diseases. to leave my old irutuitetanee an heir, sed I roust find tam aerie" "Beret" r- pea led the squire, "You forget, Douglas, I am some ysnre your senior. rend in till plcbability--"" "t do not ureal - you, You have a son," "attunrt?" ex-lailned ties ;emirs. "Yee.. Yon stn:ve 'never• sren ldrne Ilouglauz. He is rho hest in the world.." • "l do not need u'mt' word to tell mei Hoot. -I have heard of tali'. son. The World is very entail, arul rte y ears aro al- ways steam. , Ile was he 'Caleutta last Year. Yes, and 1 was theca too?' "Then you know rim?" Sir Douglas shook his head. "I never sate ,lino; but I ,heard `of Ids good; warm, generous miters), and, judg- ing him as your sonemy heart went out to him." "It is a noble .offer," the squire said, in his euiot, simple way. "But is thele zoo one whom you would sare- to select outside the family?, Stuart will inherit ' the castle. remember," "There is not a soul," Sir 'Douglas re- plied, in low tones. "Don't cross use in this, Sholto; to your son I would will- ingly give all I possess. Heaven grant he may derive greater happ:ines from it than I have done!". There was a silence btween the two men; then the squire Bald gently: "You look worm and tired, Douglas. zliust you leave England again so soon?" "Yes, Sir Douglas returned briefly. "My search is not ended;. if nothing else will support ine, revenge wili" He paused for an instant, then went on. quickly, `tSholtc,. old fellow, don't •think rite mad or wild;. there is a spot in my past which even you can never see. Only thee mutes 7: will tell you, that, though I am a cynical, dry, hard creature • now, there was a time, a brief heavenly time,. when my life was full of joy and vt,g'or as your son's 11ULY. Zhe lllelnory of that dread joy, • the memory of, my terrible. wrong- 1ar Meas wronged--ha,t destroyed by rite's happiness. 1 live only for two things --to be revenged and to be satin-. find," He rose :font hie chair one he spoke, and strode rapidly 1m and down the root", while the squire. watched him ten- derly and zorrawfuily. Ile read the depth of trouble in the grief -distorted fare; but he did not ee"k to know this or learn in any way the truth of hitt cou- sin's strange career. Sir D•luglas sud- denly stoppod in his hurries walk. "I. am not myself to -day, Sholto," ire said, relapsing into his dry manner. "?Nay return to your old home, where every- thing speaks of the past, has worked badly on me; but the weakness le gone; and—don't be alarmed --it will not come again." The squire said noticing, rut stretches out his hand and gr•tsped his cousin's m silence. Sir• Douglas turned away as tbeir fingers unloosened and threw him- self into -hia chalr again. "I shall stay with ,you for a week or two, Sholto;" he went an presently. "I avant to make 'made with Stuart—and then.laball iliscppt.ar.,Tt,etesty,yeare ,vife Will. not be alarmed at my rough appear; ancegI believe I 1i.ttve •souse duces coats emring try thiugs--1 noilst look • theirs out." "Constenee will welcorne you warmly," though he shifted his papers ncavouely about as he spoke. "alore especially when she knows what leas brought nae," wile Sir .Doug• bade muttered thought, Then he turned the conversation ore other things; and the two amen were gOttn lost in ea argument, talking ae eas- ily and naturally as though fifteen days, out years, had elapsed since their last meeting. Meanwhile, away in the Weald grounds, the picni 'wee progressing well. Margery had spread her show -white cloth on tho turf arul placed the dainty cakes and applea upon it; and despite Stuart's grumbling, he ate heartily of tn.,- , • , simple repast. "1 rafl this heavenly!" he exelairned, as he lay on the grass, loaning on his el- bow, and watched Margery feed the dogs. "It is Mee," she agreed, turtling her great sapphire eye; on hire; "but I do all the work and you purge, gr. Stuart, I am afraid you are very lazy;" "I know I am," confessed the young men; "'but you filrg't bow herd I leave a' -ways) worked, Margery," he added. Margery' shook her wealth oared -geld hair, and laughed a sweet, musical laugh that rang through the sulunler silencc. "Worked.," ebe repeated. --"you work- ed!' I don't 'believe you wally know tvlrat work means." . "1 •ceo see:" to have led La purposeless life when I think, es tt:' Stuart obeervod 'refractively. "The hardeet;deg 1: ever had was when T went t'mtdl•shontirig," "Tiger -al -tooting ! ' It ;seated the girl, sililtgg. "Oh, air. Stuart, it .sound,; so dt•eadfull" ` "You area little coward, Margery," Stuart laughed. "By Jove. though, how you would have enjoyed some of the tiling,) I did! I am sure you would be :t ,good sailor, �litgery, how twin- you like to be reit et sex`:tint not a speck of Iron it ire eight n„ "1 Bevel rend 01 the tame but 1' have never : sea :t," tticr,xary .satid, ,simply, •lint 1 thl;tke l sande like i1; there Motet '>(1 e, Ut•1l i! ma -raker aril,! eh i tt' its nat- ive; waves and l,: it nerving waters. I mesh you ,, mind te.11 .,ie something a'botit 11, Mr.• Smelt." Stuart, moved into a tatting- position and leaned Me here esseiust tits" trunk of a giant tree. '•i wiitall t m ' : > ri!:n a be:?l: ttl,out ;ty trzr•el+, ea •aalieutti it to yeti." -lie se hie heal t'y. ria may ;moiled, e ni acts pot her arm rowed oho cel eat msek, ate ti:nw the mars h,oael on to lie> hn, o< ,',lie retritrv. er hl;tl ri'L r+ -i 1e) a .),otre, !1.:1d. was 'Sire leal!H! o I1 1.i '1 !>.. ,ittklrt lest lea. l ea at entai into emegfetee ea the sea; he ;t; i'•s- ti [471+`tat o l l^: a Itml' , e tench 41.11d stitikN t a> iris, anal Mia,>cry ti:uael ratlm•I, tilt:le:lu,g :1 t1i wonvtlem'ii liNL,yn.tt'r'.•11 !t,{ and inc3dng stdt- TRIED AT LAS WHEN ' ZITHER ALL FAILED rtd Docici's Kidney Pills cured the ,'Postmaster. • F. Teppins Had Suffered for Yearns and Spent Hundreds on Doctors and Medicines, But Found the Real Cure et Last, Tipplers P. 0., Que., :tune 211.--(Spe- sial,) -if Dodds' Kidney Pille. have a more enthusiastic friend anywhere m Canada than. Mr. 1?. Tippins, :'ostinastert here, we would like to ?tear from him. 2rtd Mr. Tippins 6 always ready to tell why he praises the great Kidney Risme ay. "After recovering from au attack of Grippe," the postmaster says, "I took•a ]Mill in my .back. I suffered for nealhy three years and it kept growing stoma all the time. I was attended by an the doctors around, but got no relief, and I got so had I had to keep to my bed. After spending about S200 on doctors and medicines I gave up all hope. "One dray I told my wife to go and get sue a box of Dodd's Kidney Pate and that would be the last medicine I would try. After using about half the box I. began to feel better, so 1 kept on taking them. When I had taken two boxes I was able to get up, and ten boxes cured me completely" Dodd's Kidney Pills sure where all other medicines fail. art break into hearty fits. of laughter at her ignorant na.utiee= remarks. The afternoon passed q.dokly; the sun had moved round; and east slanting rays of golden light into the green nook. It touched afargery's - head, seeming to rest on the soft, silky curie with delight. She. looked so , sweet in her plain white gown -- a very flower of purity and beauty- — that Stuart's eyes, resting on her, would make him hesitate in his story and his 'heart florin with a strong wave of un- speakable pleasure, To _Margery the mo- ments slipped away too quickly; she re- veled in these talcs of strange countries in the adventures and hair -breadth es- tciipes that had filled those two years of ravel, "How beautiful and how strange it must have been, Mr. Stuart!" she said, drawing a deep breath, after awhile. "You must find Iiurstley dull-" ('To be ConnttuerL) COOL SUBSTITUTES FOR MEAT III HOT WEATHER—M)LK. Expert Irl charge of nutrition experi- ments. G. S. Department of Agrteul- ture. It is difficult to suggest more rational (Ilene;, utak! old-fashioned breaa and mils, the. much ana =nix of the early Am- erican settlers. anti tna sua:tintul anU,riitlk of rile ,.tUVicen. in reemm. Lunen inc n uld spcL....ty prepare!! premnfa5t ueraul9 ae- signea to be eaten witu nuns have to a large extent La./Lea las lists: OL, the ole- faeutuued (abatis ant& soave ajliproxnnately tun mune nucrtttve value. `SLi:lr cutueina- ttuns ora rational, uaoause tum unreal, which attppues a Lair amount of protein, 15 also Slieeo..ly men, in starch and stip- twee the we! elements watch 1xni& leases LJ nceiie 1. a perrect teem. e'er )used eutlaren, eggs, bread, and other eereae foods, are generaly regarded as Staple mode, arid most persons agree that they are better emcee to the cnlld Wall are heavy meat dishes, Thong!).r1u:u outside urs body, milk becomes solid, i. e., cuagumated or curdled almost as soon as It enters Late eatutxraclt. Its water content is 1Lisim. unadulterated wade hurls containing' about s7 per cent. of this constituent, and 1-5 per cent. sol- ida. of which about one-fourth is proteid compourtas Caseitbei" the most abund- ant), bm -ant), one-third fats (butter fat), and the remainder oarbohyarates and a small atrlonnte "na, 7 h6nt vagueof orineraxrtilk astter, loud is not gener- ally zealmed, for very many persons Or adults at least as a bev- erage f by tttitt erage rather than as a food, abed do not realtre that A GLASS OF Zii:L'K ADDS as tet iCkl NUTRITIVE MATERIAL TO A MEAL AS USE-FOURTLI or A Lo.kr OP BREAD OR A SLICE OF COOKED BE)57P. On the whole, mmllc is to be re- garded as a reasonably nutritious animal food, and, furthermore, it is very thor- oughly assimilated, as has been shown by many experimonts. mint can be used In the preparation of a great variety of dishes which are pal- atable, wholesoxne, and generally relished. and while the milk and foods containing milk do not bear any great resemblance in ak)pearaaee mind favor to meat yet on the basis ot composition and digestibility they may be used as reasonable substi- ttttes for it, Tho mmportance of skim milk, which Is whole milk, minus part of its fat, should not be overlooked, for it may bo used in place of whole milk in the preparation of a great many dishes. Since It costs only about one-half as mush as Whole milk, it furnishes protein much more cheaply than beef. The fat which skim milk lacers may he readily supplied it needed by using butter or leas expensive fats. It is sat tandisputsd fact that one acket of Wilson's Fly Pads has actually billed a bushel, of house flies. Fortunately no such quantity can ever be found in a, well kept house, but whether they be few or many Wilson's Fly Pads v ill la. them all. THE TELEPHONE MAIC. It's hard to love this brother. Alza he's a diplomat at that. He is altogether smooth and suave. No, he isn't going to be any bother ae all. ' • . }le just wants to change the wires a bit. And one watches him to see that he keeps bis word. Bat even at that; he manages to set off a window shade so that one tears ones smile off winding it up agtain. Oh, these people who aren't any trou- bles iiftle one, the gambler is not the oilyy• one who takes a chance. Look a.t the married Lnan.-••-Montgeznery ,Touts~; nal,