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The Huron News-Record, 1893-09-20, Page 3POW T LISTEN to the dealer who Is bent on bigger profits, The thing that bo wants cu to buy, when you ask for Ar. Pierce's Favorite Prescrip- tion, islt't"just as good," Proof of this b easy. The only guaranteed remedy for the aihnents of woman- hood is the "Favorite Pre- scription" If it ever fails to benefit er cure, in mak: I e ing weak women strong yback.ou havle ng y ur m uewelly Anything "just as good," or as sure to bring help, could bo, and would be, sold in ust that way. Thie guaranteed medicine 11 an invigora- 'ting, restorative tonic, especially adapted to Ifoplan s needs and perfectly harmless in any condition of her system. It builds up, strengthens, regulates, and res,t 'roe periodical pains, bearing -down sensa- tions, ulceration, lnflammatfon—every thing hat's known as a "female complaint,' it's a rerttedy that's safe, certain, and proved. The Huron News -Record 1.50 a Year -81.26 in Advance. Wednesday, Sept 20th 1893. POINTED FACTS. DON'T BB SWINDLED. Have you ever noticed that the man who gets taken in by the slick swindler usually falls a victim to his own avaroc- iouanees ? If people could only grasp the idea that men are not travelling around the back concessions seeking to ,give away ten dollars for five, there wquld be a few less victims of the fakir. CANADA ALL RIGHT. "A. D.," in writing the Parkhill k . Gazette Review from Lynn, U. S., says: —"Miss Canada, over the way, at whose poverty Uncle Sam has always sneered, finds that it is now her turn to laugh. ,fShe knows her blood is alright, her liver is 0. K. and her pulse is regular, and dosen't Uncle Sam wish his was ? Says perhaps now he will send some of her children home whom he has enticed away with his fine promises. In com- mon.with all manufacturing towns, Lynn is staggering under the .lo,r. Thou, sands of men have be n thrown out of employment to walk the streets in apathetic despair. Able nis, I noxious to work, but no work to be bed. Factor. hes that but a short time ego were boom- ing with business from week's end to week's end now shut up in tomb -like silence. Last week there were two suicides. One a flourishing shoe,manu es facturer who could meet death but not bankru ptcy. Another a day•laborer, the bread -winner of a large family, who with his occupation gone and beggary or starvation come, found drowning to bean easier alternative." THE GOLDEN WEDDING. Comparatively few couples are Apar ed to enjoy the pleasure of celebrating �43 fiftieth anniversary of their marri age, their Golden Wedding, but such was the good fortune of Dr. Freda; ick and Mrs. Humphreys ou August eat. The reception took place at lion mouth Beach, their country seat, of which there is ncne handsomer on the Jersey . Coast, the grounds running to the broad Atlantic;, the fine, beautiful house of "many gables" was even more attractive thau ever, when docked with golden flowers, and when there WAS gathered beneath its spacious roof, children, grand children, kinsfollc and friends from far and near. The dresses of the ladies, the etra;ns of swept music, the fragrance of flowers and the many rich and rare presents, gave the effect of fairy -land. The scene seemed complete, when the central figure, erect and as hand- some as of yore, Dr. Humphreys. and hie sweet faced wife, children and grand children and friends, stood while the golden Loving Cup was passed from hand to hand. Each sip of the rich wine was accompanied by a silent prayer for the continued happiness of our host and hostess. to - -The Patrons•of Industry of North Bruce have nominated Mr. D. Mc- Naughton, reeve of Bruce township, to contest the riding in the coming pro vineial election. g -Young's sawmill, 'Martel], was burned to the ground last week with several piles.of lumber and the electric light plant. The mill was insured for $1,500. THREE DOLLARS A WEEK FOR LIFE. Here le n chance for Brainy People—The Latest Tiring Oul. In order to introduce Tho Canadian Agriculturist into New homes, the puplishere have dreid,d to pre- sent en unusually attractive reward list for their Great Eighth Half Yearly Literary Attraction for the summer of 1808. They have entered into a written agreement to pay through the Judges all the rewards offered below. How TO SECURE A REWARD -Those who brooms' Subscribers can noinpeto free of charge. All that is necessary is to take a sew sheets of paper and make all the words yon can ont of the letters in the three words, "World's Colombian Exposition," and send them to ns, inelosing :11 for six months sobamiption to either The Canadian Agricnl wrist or the Ladies' Borne Magazine, two of the cholocst illustrated periodicals ottnoday. Tho vender of the largest, list will receive 08 prr week for life ; 2nd, +1,000 in gold ; 8rd, $600 ; 4th, $200 ; 6th, "$100 ; 6th, Ticket to World's Fair ane ten days expenses; pianos, organs, ladies' and gents' gold and sliver watches, Over ten cervices, diamond rings, and oyer 10,000 other rewards, making altogether the most valuable prize list ever offered by any publisher. Send for printed list of (muter prizewinners. RULES. -1. Foreign or obsolete -words not counted. 2. bettors cannot bo used oftener than they appear in the word, "World's Columbian Exposition" -that ie, the word "riddle," for instance, could not bo used, because there is but one •'d" in the three words, eta. 8. Names of persons and places barred. 4, No charge for peeking or shipping, but all prize winners will be otpoctod to help us to extend oar circulation. 6. All to containing over 100 correct words will receive e epeeist reward. Jcnons.—rhe following well known gentlemen have eoneented to not as Judges and will gee that the prizes are fairly awarded—Commodore Calmat, (Proprietor Oolong's Line of Steamers), Peterborough, and Mr. W. Robertson, President 'Dimes Printing Company, Peterborough. AGENTS 6i'ANT0D-Wo pay $1 to $6 per clay salary (no commission) to mon, Women, boys nod girls Write for particulars. Register all money letters addteee, AGRXOULTDSIST PUB. 00., L'td, Pete" neigh, Canada. Ported 7.t'rIendr, Dost thou look bank on what hath been, As some divinely gifted gran, whose life in low epatatc bea,-sn, And on a simple villagegreep? Who breaks lila birth's invidious bar, And grasps the skims of happy chane., And breacte the blows of cirenmetor,,,, And grappled with hie evil star. Who makes by force his merit known, And lives to clutch the golden keys, To mould a mighty state's decrees, And shape the whisper of a throne. And moving up from high to higher, Begomos on -fortune's crowning slope The pillar of the.peopie's hope, The center of a world's desire. Yet feels es in a pensive dream, When all iia active powers are stilt, A distant dearne,s in the hill, A secret nweetneas in the stream, The limit of his garrower fate, While yet beside Ito vocal springs He playedat counselors and kings With one that was hie earliest mate. Who plows with pain his native lea, And reaps the labor of his hands, Or in the furrow musing stands : "Does my old friend remember me?" -Tennyson. A BRIDAL TRIP. 1"And when shall it be, my dear?' The speaker was a man who had pass- ed the prime of life, and the lady would certainly never see 85 again, but the glamor of Cupid's influence seemed for the time being to have obliterated all considerations of age, and the happy couple were "billing and cooing" in the most approved style. "Oh, not for a long time yet," said the lady coyly, calling up u most becoming blush to her sallow features. "Shall we say next week?" suggested her lover, with all an ardent swain's im- patience. •'Good gracious, no! Next year, more likely," with a little laugh. "What? Wait a whole year? Not me," was the emphatic if ungrammatical reply. And while the point is being argued let me briefly introduce the hero and heroine of my story. Place aux dames 1 Miss Eliza Reed, only daughter of a village parson, had been an orphan for some 20 years, during which time she had resided in the town of Bettleinoor, occupying a small villa in the outskirts. Here, with one tnaid- servant. she lived comfortably on an in- come of some 200 a year, derived from the savings of the deceased parson, her father. Mr. George Grant, the gentleman whose impatience she is trying to curb, having devoted 80 years of his life to the pushing of an oil and color business in the Old Kent road, has recently retired from business, and purchased a small place in Battleuloor, where, meeting e1iss Reed at one of the "email and early" gatherings for which the elite of the place are famed, he straightway fell in love with leer -or, as the gossips as- serted, with her fortune. For the ex -oil and colornsan had only amassed a few thousands, which gave him a yearly in- come very little exceeding that of the lady, and it is possible that the increased comforts to be derived from a union of resources had quite as much to do with the engagement as the "union of hearts," which is supposed to influence such arrangements. "Then that's settled," remarked Mr. Grant at length, after some 10 minutes' discussion ; "the first Tuesday in Sep- tember, that will give you nearly , two months for preparation. And. now, where shall wo go for our honeymoon ?" "Oh, what a man you are, to be sure!" exclairned the lady, with another suc- cesstul blush. • -Well, we must go somewhere, I sup- pose," was the natter of fact rejoinder, • I think a week or two at Margate would be just the thing." "Margate ! that vulgar place !" Afiss Reed was leader of the genteel set in I3attlemoor. "\Vhy. you must be jok- ing, George. No. Let us have a quiet week in Paris, away from everybody. Everything is so cheap iu Paris, you know, and wo do not want to begin ex- travagantly, do we?" George Grant was rather staggered. He had always heard that Paris was the veru reverse of a cheep place to stay in. is his heart he would much have pre- ferred the homely if vulgar Margate, and he offered some faint opposition to the plan, but it was of no use. He had had his way about the date of the mar- riage ; his fiancee secured hers about the locale of the honeymoon, and before the loving couple separated that even- ing it was agreed that the first week or two of their'wddded life should be spent iu the French capital. It was the morning of the third day of the honeymoon, and Mr. and Mrs. Grant were seated at breakfast at their hotel, Lion d'Or, a hotel in the Batignolles quarter. A shrewd business man, George Grant made one or two inquiries from a friend who was used to conti- nental traveling, and had put up at a third rate hut fairly comfortable and very economical hostelry. "Not a bad place, this, my dear," he remarked, as he helped himself to an- o.her cutlet. "And really not expensive," returned his wife, 16ith prudent satisfaction. "Now, wo will do a little shopping this morning,and you had better let me carry the purse, George, dear. It looks so stupid for a man to leave to pay for everything. Rather reluctantly her husband con- setlted, but with the old business habits, he examined the contents of the purse before handing it over. "There you are, Lizzie—there's four fivers and four Louis. Mind you make them give you the right money for the notes -that is, if you Have to change thecal. They aro worth more than gold, you know." "Oh, I will take care of that," was the reply. "Though I don't suppose I shall what to silent' more than 2 or 3 Iouis." Mentally, George Grant rather doubt- ed this estimate of the cost of a morn- ing's shopping. But it turned out to be correct. They entered numerous magasins, but the high prices of every article offered for sale quite alarmed the prudent couple, and after several hours' wander- ing, sampling and pricing, they had only purchased some 40 francs' worth of things, chiefly presents for friends in Battiemoor. Then came a lunch at a Palais Royal restaurant -2 francs a head, vin cornpris et pain a discretion. And then, feeling rather tared, Mr, and Mrs. Grant tool: a Batignollea omnibus, which landed then within a short distance of their hotel. They had left the vehicle and were ap- proaching the Lion d'Or when the lady suddenly exclaimed: "The purse -I have lost it I" "Lost it? Nonsense; feel in your pocket —you had it in the bus just this minute," But poor Lizzie explored her pocket in vain—the purse was gone, and she at Ponce took refuge in the relief of her sex —a flood of tears "Here, don't make a show of yourself to the street,': said her husband some- what brusquely; "come on to the hotel." Arrived at the Lion 4'0r, Mr. Grant reported Itis loss to the proprietor, who at ince advised au application to the police or the ar:vmdissentent. But here all the obstinacy of the Briton came to the front. It was Mr. Grant's opinion that the police of all and every country were rauk idiots as far a$ detection of crime was concerned. He believed in advertising bis loss with a reward, "This is how I look at it," he said deg. gedly. "'.Chat purse- is either lost or stolen. If it is loot, there is just a chance that an honest person will find it. If 80, an advirtisement ie•ethe thing. If it is stolen, the thieves are sure to see the papers, and the reward will be nearly ns much as they would get from a re- ceiver for the stolen notes." Accordingly, armed with a fresh sup- ply of money from his dressing case, Mr. Grant took a fiacre and went around to the offices of the principal news- papers, in each of wluoh was inserted an advertisement offering a reward of 125 francs for the return of a purse lost in a Batignolles omnibus that ettornoon. This done, he returned to the hotel, mingling his attempts to console his sor- rowful bride over her loss with very nat- ural cotnment on the carelessness of wotnen in general. Breakfast was still on the table on the following morning when the sleok,close- ly cropped waiter ushered two strangers into the salon occupied by the Grants. "S netliing about xis purse, m'sieur,'' he said, with a broad grin. One of the newcomers advanced, and with a light bow said in fairlygood Eng- lish : "My friend Isere, nl'aieu," and he waved his hand toward his companion, "ees.a commis, vot you call a olorque, and he vas in ze omnibus last afterze- noon when he see you and your so charm- ing dame" -another bow to Mrs. Grant. "Aftaire you are go out he find ze purse on ze floore of z,+ omnibus. 'E get out immediatement, but he not see viols vays you go. Zis morning he see your an- nounce. He not spite Eengleesh, and I come vis 00111 to interpret." -You're a couple of honest fellows,"� ejaculated George Grant impulsively. Tue interpreter conveyed the remark in French to his companion, and both bow- ed again. Then the purse was landed to Mr. Grant, who, opening it, counted four £5 notes and some loose gold -about 30 francs. "Here's the promised reward," he said, holding out one of the notes. The Frenchman said something rapid- ly to his companion. who at once re- marked : "Ah, zat ess so, monsieur. You can yet anozzer favor do '0010. 'E say zat eet ees deefecult for 'eens to mike ze change of au English note. Could you be so very good to stake ''eeln ze little present in ze French moieties ?" "Oh, oertainly, certainly." said Mr. Grant, and going into the adjoining bedroom he quickly returned with 6 Louis and a 5 -franc piece, which the honest finder of the purse received with every sign of satisfaction. More bows, more interpreted expressions of grati- tude and compliments to "monsieur," and to his "so chariniug dame," and the visitors go out. 'Mier), now, Lizzie. What did I tell you?" was George Grant's triumphant exclamation as the door close, "Teat's more Chau all their clever police would have done in a lifetime. And uow I'1I tell you what we'll do tai celebrate our good luck. \1-e ain't neither of us h;td much appetite for breakfast this morn- ing. Now, put on your things, my dear, and we'll go down to Tortoni's and 'ave a slipup feed, and just for once a bottle of chane, els?" The breakfast at Tortoni's was a suc- cess. Everything from the delicate pawns and golden butter with which the meal commenced down to the demitasses with which it concluded was perfection, and George Grant sighed a sigh of satis- faction as he swallowed the loot drop of his coffee. The English speaking wait- er brought the hill with a smile and a flourish, only 42 francs 40 centimes, "You can change a £5 note, I sup- pose?" asked Mr. Grant as he drew forth the recovered purse. "Certainly, ln'sieu," was the man's reply as he took the note, but he was a very long time bringing the change. There eves an animated discussion at the comptoir; then the waiter, accompanied ey the proprietor, approached the little table whore the Grants were seated. "This is a had note, sir; what you call a forgery," said the waiter coolly. "A what?" cried George • Grant indig. nantly. "A bad note? Come, that is a good joke. Still here is another, is you don't like that," and again producing the purse he selected at random one of the three fives remaining. in it. But as he did so his face blanched. It was a "flash" note, and a very poorly executed one too. So were the other two. And suddenly it dawned upon his brain that the honest visitors of the morning were two clever thiel es, who •had not only secured the original booty, but had actually obtained good French gold for one of their own forged substitutes. How the indignant proprietor of Tor- toni's called in a couple of gendartnes and gave the astonished pair into cus- tody on a charge of attempting to pass false money; how ahoy were conducted to the nearest police station ; how poor Lizzie Grant promptly fainted en route thereto; how her husband raved and threatened every official with dire re- tribution for the insult to an English- man; how they were Locked up for 24 hours and only released on production of indisputable proof of identity and no end of "badgering" from the police of- ficials space will not permit to record. Suffice it to say that within a dozen hours of being set free Mr. and Mrs. Grant were crossing the silver streak in the direction of Albiorl's white cliffs, and that were they to live to the ago of Methuselah nothing would ever tempt them to visit that "awful Paris again.— Exchange. A °peen Under Restraint. Queen Wilhelmina of Holland, though only twelve years old, already manifests the intractability of temper for which her father was distinguished. It appears that Her Majesty has become embetee by the salutes with which her loyal sub- jects greet her when she drives abroad ; and on a late occasion, whoa out with her English governess, .Miss Saxon -Win- ter, she positively refused to make any acknowledgment of these demonstra- tions. Ivor her disobedience she was ordered to bed immediately after the re- turn to the palace, when she indignantly exclaitue'i, "What ! Am I, the Queen of the Netherlands, to undress and go to bed at seven o'clock ?" But Mies Saxon - Winter's authority, reinforced by that of the Queen Regent, nevertheless pre- vailed. To ',eve, Why should we blush to own •e'e tore? Or fear to boldly it declare? 'Tie lo,'o that ,{tints the eutooier grove, And seeks the leas with nOw•erd a, Why should we linger to the shade, Lest love', deur secret !ern eyes read ! Why Aheulrl se neck the lonely glade To speak our Wu where norlo ran heed? in. 'Tia love that governs every star; Lose rules the world on whirls we move; 'Toa, love that made us what we are; Why should we Meeh 10 Own wr Inve? —Janes Rowe. LES'1TERL'S BRAIN. It n man desires Solitude, let him go to ti u cna+t line of SAT k, keeping' %yell to the south of the Brett east iseeet wet -Tine plat:es.where the common herd heris. At the edge of the sen there ar vteet. urconlnronlising plains of shin,le. B •hind these there aro urarshes trellises off to heather clad moors. On each ris- in promontory there is a fishing vil- !wee. and some of them have escaped the excursion train at the feet of some of thein the sea sings on uninterrupted by the intellectual song of tete negro min- strel. Vele •r curiosity hes not penetrat- ed to some of these rural haunts. and here 0 maul may perhaps lead hes own eccentric life — he more or less resign- ed to existence in his own eccentric war. without being questionml over ranch. To one of these hamlets Craven Lester went, keeping in hind the ex sailor's counsel anent the see. He wandered on the uncompromising slhire:1e. II" sat on :rn old esti gate and g .geld out over the marsh with a c •rtain patient wailing in hie eve.... One Sunday evening he went _to church, and Miss Marcia O:ttvtlle, the rector's daughter. Saw hint "•itthent once loulcing in his direction, How she did this is not our business to enquire. It is only ours to note the fact and dumbly admir • the ways of mandecltood. The next (env the ol,l rector, lir. Osat- vine, e tiled. He w•as a tall man, with "a face like a benediction," who e.e:•n1^d to have lived his Lfe in s one liygorto rely 'noel was pitientIIv pores:•nli ug his ,laity ditties in anticipation of an approaching huli•l:,v, li_, lyes( ornetl L estsr to the l,:uri;lh with a kisully fervor that hail no real e.incerity i•t it, and furebure from asking questions. 1fc explained that he lied seen him in chnrc!n, and it Wits a lel-same to make the at:eln:hietlllce „f is colt ty:tt, d ra 111:111 its a rural , listl•iet such a1 iia, wil•)r ela- nai ion Wai a thitie la:lk:1 ,wee, rued, he added, wish 0mranin; ,unit.. "undesir- able." He glanced at the pile of books. at the epets wicket of sernuul paper and the pen. but he said nothing and present- ly to his leave. Ml:s Marcie O.1tv!lte was 00 enter- prising seeing limy, and in less than a fortnight she knew all about Craven Lester. She knew, for instance, that the illken eat•de was laid upon him; that hie was osier quite happy without a p"n and something to write lipoll. Ile found plenty to write abut[•, but he had not vet found out what the British public w sited to :resin. Filially he told her of the incade.at in ,Myr:t's bar, which he vaguely described as a sort of club, and she sail that she like(! Sam Crozier, she had a way of leaning forward with her elbow on her knee end Legs chin within her Baud, See bad rather wist- ful, deep blue eye;. with dark lashes, and when she listened to Craven Lester she I0ukl',l in a dreamy w"av pest hint- over Isis heal—three h than walls. It was evident that she liked to 1),,a• of this world which he had left behind—this world so full of men—young man with hopes and aspirations and streams and ale l,i lions and no wives. T1) could hardly tell her too much : bo.tt teat world and of the men who for mal it. She got to have likes and di.,likes, She liked Snell C'rezier.-ilt fact, i11 a smell, subtle war elle begat) to love hips. She liked 'Ben 'Valliant. But she did not like the Irieleilan, it:ul slue bate•1 the poet chiefly because -he had a bushy b0.erI, "-\nil," she said suddenly one ,lay, '11:10e you oegu•t to write the hook?•' Wen, satin.; on a piece of drift. 0yoo 1.-•111” mailt:u:ut of some (1'5,1 anti forgotten ship-ou the beach, 11,- tun- ed and 'wilted at iter with something rather like shame in his deep, reflective eye=. "Nn -not yet, I -I have forgotten about it lately." Which meant that s':o had male him forget. She understoou tiutt and r:;the/ lik"1 it. She knew that he IV IS clever. The sante unfathomed depth behind ho eves which lad caught the attention of the poet and of t;:e remaining sit . heelers in "Craven, Lester's I3rain. Limi'ed," had atrocted her. Teti; Huai wag not like ut;,ors. Iia was certainly very different from the coars,l yuan; sleeting squires of the: ueinhhurhoud. Marcia Oatville 111d an in -insane) reseed literature. She wershipl,• d it from of r—reading everything tenet perc•hlateal tiiruagn to the remote cou1l 1 ' r, eters-, Ther was •1 c glory in the slightest 0ululeetion with a 1 hark -even iu the pre• yention of its progress. "But," she said, with n grave smile, ".,ou ruu,.t start at once." 5.,e Inside a lade movement a.s if t" tris(. -I think," else went ou, "that you ought to go home at (1l0-' au.l heeiu," I would ratI0 r nut," he an, wered quietly. 1801 Io:n•t.:in r. I am punkin_ sur brain %%•ith s::lt,,lts I was toll to d, ln• the sbarehohler..," After awhile -slle consented to stay, and they discussed the unwritten book. They not again the next dee and dis• cn,:•ed rt further. Then Craven Lester began to write, and what starvation faired to do the gn•1 did. 'Mud tht cleverest editor.; in London failed to at; 1'nlpli,h Marcia Oatville accomplished with those w•istl'r,l blue eves of hers, glue knew nothing of writing books, was happily ignorant Of the truulee call• ed style and could cut have written a Leeds were it to save her life. But slue 0npp f d that wi 1111 00 as missing is (;r:ta en Les er. Site hr.nught :1t alit the upheaval so much desired by the bearded p. et. Marcia Oatville had that suppressed sense of thedramntic which belongs to :t solitary life. She bail also a vivid initai" 1 :1 5)01 handed down to her from bygone Hanevilles tog tiler' with a dainty little aquiline nose and the dark blue eyes. She could not write 0 novel, but she could construct one with the unerring instinct of an untrammeled imaging. tion. She knew nothing of life and what she imagined it to he was a touch finer, more pot+.ic, grander thing than Craven Lester knew it is be, And it all came about as.the poet had prophesied. Some one took Craven Lester'.* brain and worked it like a sewing machine. But none of those men in Myra's Bar had seemed to harbor the possibility that the some one should be a woman, 0 Tho plot was partly his and p'trtty hers. She told him what he hail to do with to gru%ely pesseesi°'e little stir, 01.111011 tirade 1113 heart leap 01 111s breast, and Ise did ib with a s oiJl and power wblioh astonished her, ignorant 00 site wan of euuh clatters. He worked at it night and day, and"in less time two mentis the manuscript wan sant to the poet. The busby -headed one and Samuel Crozier dismissed it to- gether hl an inner room behind the red curtains in Myra's Bar, while Sara, oeeu; pier* in iter cent t, washed up her glasses' and took no iobice of there. From these too ulanuseript weut to the publisher, from the publisher to the printer with an urgent letter, and for 10 days the post took a daily packet of proofs down to Craven Lester in his rural exile. The men in London knew that it was good. Craven Lester sent the proofs back carefully corrected. Later ou ho vruta Isis name across the back of a very hand- some check and started a serious Intuit- ing account. But he never offered to go back to town. Myra's Bar looked for hint in V1UU. Then he suddenly became famous. False canto to hint in that strange way of hers from nowhere and yet from all ways at once. A solid fame it w'as, that 001110 to stay. in the meantime he lingered at the edge of the sea, and one day be told Marcie Oatville that he loved her. lle was strangely grave, anxious, breathless. Of course site ought to have seen it com- ing. But somehow she did not. This was chiefly owing to that imagination of Iters. She had imagined it differently. It was one tiring to snake a man 'Write a wonderful book—such a bdok aa only comes ouee or twice in a generation. It was another to niar;y the author and settle down into a humdrum literary life. She had imagined herself a second In- connue to a new Prosper Meriuleo, But had the Inconuue married lierimee, where would have been the letters? She did not think Clint she loved Craven Lester, and site toll Hiro so, but he per- suaded bier to the. contrary. 1 -le argued and pleaded, anti finally she begau G) think this must be love. This great, deep eyes helped lir in this d vision -arid a certain pre.`hce of the unexpected in 111Ut which was fascinating, They were formally engaged. and the Rev. Mr. Oatville %vas vastly pleased. Every thiug will idyllic and sweet and happy for several months, and then a friend of Marcia's childhood came home on leave from India. IL: seas a brii)lout young staff officer in still the (heyday of that early fume %Villa is not false at all. lie, pose•ssml the Victoria eros 011(1 was immellaelj pleased wits. ninise,t ate! the %vorld. The rest of Marcia. Oatville's story is uatietediigly old. 'tier rosin of action lea8 a peasant eating0 after the abet r w.l elan of thou;;;tt. The breezy self-cunti- denee of hiss chill of fortune 0011 0x1111- •u•atii,:; atter a lung sp•llof thatthought- fulncss which is left behind by sew single failure. Craven Lester could not stand Up against this reverse ut fortune.. Ile was oewildered and saw Marcid Oat vibe's love slipping thruuge his lingers %without knowing Low to stay it. "Oh. tie w•itl be all right," the young soldier said, With 11i., tips tors el.t to )I.u)cia's e.tr, one 0001 0; Iu the .1 aw.114 room. "Ile -will go un yvritiagm.,e.y dry old books and will be suc:e:ssful and- all that." lie hall tried to read the go at novel and had not Dome imyWher. 1.0.,1 to a comprehension of it. "You are not suited to 01:10 r1 bit. You would nut • be happy—you know you would nut," went uq the your4 ()fuser, who was prolounely convinced thee tale cre:uu of humanity wears 0 red cant '•liesides, ovhat would become of rice?" That was the question. \Yost would be ...me of hint? Marcia dill not know, so she gave in. Neither of then* seamed to think of asking what would become of Craven L. ter. She w'r'ote and told hips. \Vhelt he called, site would nut sec Flinn. So Crav- en Lester piicked up itis thiegs and went b:eclt to town. lle returned to his old rooms, ;tn•1 the orders came in. A Inagezi rte • ee)ltur would be glad to accept steriee of :3.0(8) words arid upward. Somebody can.: wanted a novel. A third party w•tuid pay handsomely for a serial. Craven Lester• pulled himself together and bought some more sermon paper. Ile persuaded hintst•It' that it w•as all right. It was all a nhi.etakeabout Marcia ()Aside. He lied never 1eally cared for her. Poor soul! he cattle down to the argument that he c•ertain1', could riot cute ter her now -after her con telhlptib,e lack of faithfulness. He went to hlyra's Bar in the evening. There he root the poet and Sam Crozier. He discussed therm with various orders and decided which to accept. It was to be a novel Another great novel, only greater. IIe said lie had not quite deckl- ed khat it should be. Ile did not semi to have any definite Peat to offer for their approval. But he said that 11e would just shut himself up in his rooms and begin grind - in; at it. lie did not voucosafe any details as to the method of working which had produced the great novel, and in 'Myra's Bar it was not etiquette to ask questions. No one knew anything of his life during the months that were pest. They only saw witlt their eyes and heard with their ears that he 11:14 quite a different 1111111. lint then nothing change; • a man so quickly and so thoroughly as faille. Craven Lester did shut himself tip in his rooms. Ile) laid out the sermon paper and affixed a new pen in his pen - loader, but before beginning to work he sat back in this chair and thought- fully nibltled the end of the penholder. In the, e weeks he cause back to Myra's Bar. "Well." some one cried, "how is the efev book getting on ?" 1le suii11(1 in Ids slow, grave way - slower, perhaps, and gravel. '•Not Iiegun yet," he replied. "Not begun?" "Not yet.". This was 10 years ago. Since then llyl':a's Il it has be0n burne,l dew n and a new )lyssa built up. " * * well, Sy ria has journeyed on, 08 it is written elsewhere. In the new Myra's Bar, in the inner room, you may see Craven Lester any evenine at the hour when the failures congregate. If any of their ask about the new book, hits will answer with a smile that hes grown iny5tic: Not began yet." Wilson Leonard, the doctor, Rays that it is a slow, creeping paralysis of the brain. But the poet, whose heed J4 al- most White now, tote a the )t'y of his own. -National Observer. That Wedding nine, The wedding ring which was u;o 1 at the marriage ceremony of the 1) lite of York and the Princess Ma: is given by the Welsh people. It is m trio of Welsh gold from the Merioneteshire m'nes. :f'.liif,i LY 1 Qt's!'S, TO LOCK OP YA;`lii IS 1 TieseDIF§s, In cens(lquence of the resent tr'r-uttl>le•' • with tralups at I)ruuthn, tiering hvlle a woman was 81101, rt subscription h 1 . ., been floated theough the town with very good results, for the purpose Of erecting a lock-up, where all tralaspe and disorderly 'people will Lind rest aft �. C 10 o'clock at night, and on the followitlig lamming will have their trial. TIIIEY COME FROM TILE STATES. The Niagara Falls. Review says "Grand Trunk Detective Watson says that a tramp convention is in progress in a swamp near Steal EOM, and that over 150 specimens of the Dusty Rhodes class are gathered there. The resi- dents of the neighborhood ate said' to be suffering from losses in proportion to the number of delegates. In fact, it is a 'self-supporting convention,' on anything in sight." AMERICAN FRAUDS IN CANADA. The latest scheme for defrauding fanners is for a person to call upon them representing himself as a grocery elan retiringfrom business and anxious to get rid of his stock and offers to sell a chest of tea for a small price per pound. The tea is tested and found to to be as represented. iter the tea is delivered, if the farmer . gins it he finds it to he very much short in weight and when he gets a little way down in the chest he fluids the contents worthless stuff. THE KANSAS TRAMP PROBLEM. A Kansas woman who has been elected police justice of her city has adopted a novel solution for the tramp problem. The first tramp who was brought before her for judgment was sentenced to two baths a day for ten days and to hard labor on the stone - pile, with the order that Ile should be fed if he hvurked and starve i if he shirked. The prisoner survived the ordeal, int now the first question a tramp asks on approaching 0 Kansa.* town is whether the police justice is a 1Ilan•or woman. DESPERATE TRAMPS. Residents in the neighborhood of Swu:aborg have secured the services of a detective to aid thein in discovering the perpetrator of numerous acts of lawlessness which have been committed in the vicinity. The school -house has been entered and the furniture partally destroyed. Farmer Major, living near Folden's Corners, complains of a value able mare being shot ; the blacksmith shop of 11r. Alinas was entered and all -his tools carried away, :and on the same night t.lie bridge crossing Sage Creek was torn up. No arrests have been rade, though numerous suspects are under surveillance. MOIRE OF THEM COMING. • The Woodstock Tines says :--The Dominion is about to be swept by an army of tramps. The signs are on every side of us. Distress is rampant in the United States, hundreds of thusands of Wren are out of employ- ment, the cities swarm with rough miners from Colorado and the Silver States, gangs of tough charac- ters are causing riot its New -York and Chicago, Buffalo and a dozen centres, the "soup kitchen" is in operation, red the coming winter, beyond the shadow of 0 doubt, will he the scene of more suffering., privation and violence than the Republic has had to endure since the war. They have heard of Canada as 0 lance at present "flowing with milk and ]coney," as compared -with the United ,5tate4, and ()loves are entering at the borders every day. AND STILL THEY COME. Tromps are becoming quite (80111 sore in this ceu nary. They are- the floating element that had drifted over the bor- der owing to the hard tinge;; on the other side. Two of thele struck Kin- cardine lust wreck. They were prompt-, ly given notice to leave. 0110 of them • Chid so. The, Other did not. He was brought up before the Mayor and was given an lune 1.o rid the town of his trnnlps}lip. He promised to do so, hut instead he got full" and Constable Huffman took charge of hien. Next clay he appeared before the Mayor'and• Reeve. He gave his name as Michael Dunn. Six months at hard labor in the common gaol was the sentence given. This sentence he did not ap- p}1.ove of inasmuch as he would be re - 101180d during the winter title. He was reconciled to it, however,. ,when the • court assured hint that if File returned they would give him a sentence which. would let hill out some time next summer. Constable Pratt escorted him • to the Walkerton goal where he regis- tered. In answer—to the goaler's en- quiry he said that he had- been in gaol twelve or fourteen time. A CLEVER YANKEE BANK SWINDLER. A clever Yankee swindler has been uttering forged cheques' at Guelph, ('hathnnn, Peterboro, Port Hoe, Belleville 11110 othet;�places. At Guelph he gave his mane a. Thomas Wilford. The nein is described as of medium height, clean shaven, smooth fees, youthful appearance, low brown Derby hat, (uric clothing. Chief Wills re- ceived word at Woodstock to be on the look out, for the swindler should lie try to work the banks there The clever young forger paid a visit to a local hank on Tuesday and successfully cashed rt cheque for $S4), drawn by B. n\Iann in favor of I1. A. Mann, and purporting to, he endorsed by Mr. D. 11. Hunter, Principal of the Collegiate Institute. The misses operandi of the young )non appears to have been the same In each of the banks he,.visited. The cheques were always drawn on rte hank having no hranc'h in the vicinity. Mr. Hunter is positive that his signa- ture was obtained by al noxi writing from the Albion Hotel, Toronto, last week and enquiring as to when the Collegiate institute opened. No person should travel without a box of Ayer's Pills. As a safe and speedy rem- edy for constipation and all irregularities of the stomach and bowels, they have no equal, and, being skillfully sugar coated, aro pleasant to take, and long retain •their vbtues. —Tho New York express on tits Lake Shore road was held up by 20 masked mon 140 miles east of Chicago on Monday night of last week, and the express car was robbed of a quarter of • a million dollars. 5