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V'111 still end white lay Vivian looting
the cool green ferns and the gra .,,)-
imia i.., her lovely white face widow!,
golden tresses gleaming up from their
dark green setting in lily like beauty.
Moments male and went, ,and site levy
still as one aiready dead. while the al.
(A.1'110011 ;1111 began to descend the sky
;ted send sharp glaicesof golden light
upon the still, white face, ,
llonven only knows how " long hapless
Vivian might have Inin there, had not
Prov hle»ec directed ted the footsteps of a
pretty young girl toward* the scene --
sweet Emma Morley, a fairy-like,
graceful girl—"she of the starry eyes and
not -brown hair"—o sixteen yen' -old dar-
ling who wasas wild and wilful and ro-
niantre as her grey-haired iubther was
quiet prosum and strict;
Mrs,Morley had alitlyvlioeeor of love
and lovers for het drmghter loupe, and
'discouraged the reading of poetry and
novels, recommending instead the Bible
and sundry historical d'orl s. So` our
naughty, wilful Emma was wont to steal
away to the quiet shndee of the little
cemetery near by to induige in these for-
bidden pleasures. Just now she had un-
der her arm 1a volume of poems, and,
without perceiving the silent form lying
so nen her, Eine threw herself down in
Hui, long grass And springing daisies,
and, opening the little blue anti
gold volume with the poems of
11Mittio Point Davis, began to react
sone verses in a soft, murmuring tone
like sweetest music.
Sweet, romantic little Emma! The
tears welled into her tender eyes as
the pathos and passion of the words
she had read found an echo in her
gentle heart, and she lilted her brown
curly head and murmured:
"The anguish of the singer makes
the sweetness of the strain.
Emma Morley was et Haat romantic
age when the saddest story or poem
has the greatest charin; and as the
book `slipped from her hand she lean-
ed pensively forward, with the inten-
tion of having "a real good little cry,'
when her. ear was caught by several
low, pitiful moans, so close at hand
that she sprang to her feet trembling
with superstitious aw(; for, though
not afraid of ghosts, the scene and
tin lines she had been reading had
made her have a little "creepyfeel-
ing--thatstrange sensation which one
deseribes,as "some ono is walking over
me grn,ve." •
1 think I had better go home,"
Emma murmured, starting to run, and
thinking with suddent remorse of
sundry homely tasks from which site
had sought refuge iii igniofninnone
flight; but she had nit gone a dozen'
steps before she camelupon the pros-
trate form a bettittifUf woman in a
pale, shining, blue robe.; who lay like
on: dead in the long dass and ferns.
Ennna's strength and puragge�serted
aur at this startling sight, and with
a shrill cry of alarm she fell' upon
her knees in the long grasses by Viv-
ian's side.
CHAPTER XXIV.
Sweet Emme's fright was but mo-
mentary, for as she ga71d at the love-
ly women before her sive realized that
it was a hufnan being like
herself, and not a spirit from
th . other World, that • had so
frightened her. But:' she saw that'
something must be done at once for
the suffering creature, who now moan-
ed again and opened on Emn'a's sym-
pathetic face a pair of the most beau
tiful violet eyes she had ever seen
"Oh, lady! what is the matter with
you? You aro ill, are you not? eeried
En,ina; but the soft eyes looked at
her uncomprehendingly, and there was
no nnsyer except a groan of pain.
"1 must go for help," the girt cried,
rising quickly to her feet, and, going
toward the gate of the small cem-
etery, she looked up and down the
narrow hill -side paths to see if any-
one was corning.
Site thought herself quite fortunate
when she beheld Dr, Charley Miller,
,a handsome young physician whom
she knew quite well, coming along
tar mountain road on horseback.
Running outside the gate, Emma
waved her hands for frim to stop,•He
reined in his horse abruptly, and she
cried:
"Oh, do get off your horse and come
and help ate! I have found a beau-
tifU' young girl lyingalmost dead
among the graves!'
Young -Dr. Charley needed no sec-
ond bidding. Springing down and
hastily hitching his horsy to a tree,
he followed Emma's lead and soon
came to where pretty Vivian lay
among the ferns, in her dainty blue
evening -dress, with her bare throat
and. arms. There was a fever flush
on his 1,iir tree now, ,int the vio-
let eyes were lnrr,nt (v1th (ever the
dirt not. answer ^.my of the qu0stimr
udressed to 1100 by the wondering
young physician, but hay with up-
turned face, bobbling incoherent noth-
ing frosu which h,, could gather no
moaning,
Poor girl, she is very, very ill,'
ase said. "Do yon not think that
your mother would let me carry her
to your 'rouse? It is the nearest one
Otte side the hotel, and she ought to
be in bed., as soon ns possible,"
`Mamoru •would not object, 1
know'," Emma answered; and without
another word the young doctor, noiv
eoriously alarmed over _his strangely
found patient: lifted hapless Vivian
in itis arms ,and wenrlgd his way to
Mts. Morley's little cottage in the
woods
The good little widow was filled
with dismay over the condition of
her beatttlful stranger guest, and has•
tened to make her comfortable in the
hest bed the tittle h'ouge afforded
while, with womanly cariosity, she
plied the doctor with questions,
"Who 1,1 she? Whore did she come
from'?" But to all these questions
he could only answer:
"She is an utter stranger to me
I know no more about her than if
sato had dropped' from the sky."
Tjyatr curiosity was not destined to
be grnfifieil very soon, for there was
nothing about the beautiful invalid
to give one cele to her identity, end
in her' fever and 'deliriaun, although
she 'raved ernstantly, no name pass-
ed her lips that could link her to
that past from which she had been
so strangely torn. Dr. Miller feared
that her strange appearance at this
2)1000 Ives the sign of some mysterious
guilt or ;crime, for he whispered to
Nis Morley a secret that startled
her with its: import.
' "Let us keep• very quiet about the
whole affair,' and I will institute
sonie cautions inquiries that may
lend to a discovery of the truth,'
he said. • So ,. atone of the country
people heard anything of the beauti-
ful. mysterious stranger hovering be-
g g
tween life and death 1st the lonely
woodland cottage,
• OHAPTER XXV.
Never did the pall of sorrow full
more quickly over a festive scene
than the gloom of that tragic night
fel lover Arcady and the little town
of Lisle. Days came' and went, and
there was no news of tho escaped
bodloon; now ,Wows of the two who
had been so rapidly whirled to prob•
able destruction, One by one the dis-
mayed guests flitted, away from Ar-
cady until 110110 watt left but Josie
Thornton,- Mra. Lislgi; oorely troubled
over the fate' of sweet 'Vivian, clung
to •(lie sympathetic Josie, begging her
to stay and Comfort her; and Willie
Be'iuers and T?rank Barrett ae0om-
par-ied the rector in his agonized
quest far and near for news of the
escaped balloon and his lost darling.
Olt, that quest! What werry, rimy
work it was—so fruitless of sueee.s!
Following the course the balloon had
taken tiiptaiighte they journeyer) west-
ward btft nowhere did they learn any-
thing, ofthat. which they sought so
anxiously. Impenetrable mystery
shrouded the -fate of Vivian Vane and
Colonel Fairlie.
The waning cf the fourth day found
tin
thein v enrc anal d1 ptirin . the inmates
of -a nesiigtc fine hoose in West Vir-
ginia, whither they had jom'neyed on
hose aclo ten or twelve miles, as it was
fru' from 1a railroad: They )md decided
to return to Lisle the next day, as fur-
ther quest in this direction wag' hope-
less
Fainter Iledrick name bustling in to
supper with the weekly paper, which
one of the hands had just brought from
the post office,
"Rant to read tho paper. any of you,
friends)" ho aslhol. unfolding the yet
damp shoot and holding it invitingly
toward Ills guests, though not without
ai longing glance himself tit the choir,
large print and inciting columns of his
favorite paper, the pride of every West
Virginian's Leat, "The Greenbrier In•
dependent."
Fronk Barrett, attracted by the hand-
some tout ensemble of the paper, took
it from the lend of the genial old
farmer and turned to the column of
news, A few moments of silence, then
a startled cry broke from his lips. He
sprung to his feet, and the paper fell
from his nervous band.
"Dorible—'ltni'rihic!" lir repented'
like one distraught ;and Willie limners,
who boll leen watching him closely.
eataght the paper from the floor and rat
his eye, rapidly over the pages. As he
Children Like It.
Children Thrive On It.
Children Grow On It.
Shredded Wheat regulates the system and keeps
the stomach sweet and clean.
Try it. Sold by all' grocers,
WHEAT
dal s0 his faeu poled to an ashen hue,
and Ins durlc eyes Whited with despair
is le glanced nt linF•Vnnt s cotorle
fare and dioopin head.
"i]r most not e this. ! se h s. l t 31111 kill
him to have the truth broken to Lim go
rudely fire blow must be softened to
him, f will destroy thee tell the paper"
he illenvt, darting toward the lint
Lire glowing upon the kitchen ]:earth,
]Fut haul Vane's attention had been
retracted by the agitation of hi, cont
pinions, and bio '11' hurl e llglrt '111110
of the words uttered lir \tr. 13euiers, A
;writ suspicion came to him, and lie
sprung forward just as the young wen
was about to east the paper into the
flauuo. A struggle for it misued, in
ohieh he was ably abetted Fry' Farmer
lledriel:, who was dismayed nt pereei'-
ing Ow impending destruction of hi, b,-
ev'od paper before he bad perused any
of its attractive columns. 1'he contest
ended in tae overpowering of the your
poet. by Paul Vane, and in 0 few more
breathless minutes the horrified man
had read 0 graphic oeeonnt of the do,'
cent into the James River, two days b
fore, of the balloon freighted as he sup-
posed, 1vith the love ntal hope of his ex.
isteneo So then site was dead, his dart
111)1! There was no longer-0.cen ally
None!
In vain they tried to+`.soothe the free'
zind husband, telling Bial that there
was no mention of the finding of env
bodies and that Colonel Fofrtie, and 1 i
vro11 might baso survived,
"it, 1s useless, useless. Hod they
escaped 00 must Miro heard of them
0'0 naw;" Paul Vane answered, despair-
ingly, and in their hearts they felt that
his words were true, Sadly and dC1ect-
edly they retu'uod. and went to the
Pince where the airship had gone down
into the turbid waters of the James,
Search was made for the bodies of the
two voyagers, and niter ocvernl day,
the swollen, almost unrecognizable body
of a w0111f1 11 we. found se'ri'al miles be-
low Natural Bridge No eine would
have lonown the aloes chnp(less form
with its torn, mttdd) garments for love-
ly Vivian Vane, only for the short, gold(
rn 01o•ls on the little bend, Ind the wed-
ding ring with the one word, "Vizpab
on the third finger, But, as it was. no
one could doubt her identity, with Paul
Vane's wife.
So a neve mound was 111000 behind
Forest Church, and under it rested the
poo' waif resents' from the river. Oh
how cruel it seemed that this should be
the end of so much love,'nnd hone, and
happiness—this little grave under the
d'(i,us. flew the villagers Wept when
they crowded the little church to leak
a1 the white coffin revered with flower:
that held the remains. of the beautiful
yomg wife they had loved so dearly!
How they pitied the 1101)10 rector, whose
!n'icf scented to border upon madness!
lIoe' could beautiful Loraine bear to
stand with the others beside that open
s e' 0
e ltd t
grief 1 n
glair, pretending n g to 1
fool. yet trembling, ton, with a super-
stitions dread; for as the ben -y clods
fell wpon Victor's coffin, it almost
'seemed, to ln• excited fancy that na
echo Dante back; "Resurgnm,"
CILAPTER XXVI,
"Airs, Meadows, n gentle, blue-eyed pit•
tae matron, the mother of pretty Beryl
\tendon's, stood on the piazza of her
sumer home in Virginia, milled Mea-
dow Brook, and. looked with longing
ryes at the dusty road, along which n
carriage was being driven containing her
daughter, who was returning from lam'
visit to Arcady,
"Dem girl, I shall he so glad to have
3 think is
it '
Ler at home, agar! . But � l u _
very strange that she has cuftailed her
visit to hiss Lisle in this win', when
she was enjoying it so much, However,
she codd not explain matters, of coarse
in the telegram she sent are, told I will
hear it all directly," she soliloquized,
her race beaming with joy, as:the car-
riage perused at the gate, and that
dainty, fairy Beryl 'fluttered out, and,
running lightly up the steps, flung her-
self into her another's arms,
"Yon don't look a bit tired, deur; se
sit right down here and tell me 011 About
your trip before you go into the hoose"
Mrs. Meadows exclaimed 05 she disen-
gaged herself at Inst from Beryl's arms
and pushed forward a pretty' beribboned
reeking chair.
Beryl sat down and looked with plea
sure at the beautiful sylvan scenery out•
spread before her eyes.-
"Oh, bow lovely Meadow Brook is"
she exclaimed. "ft is not splendid like'
Arca'y, but the scenery is just as 'grand]
and majestic, lint ] love. those. Blue
Ridge Mountains towering in the distance
and melting into the' blue haze of the sky!
Wit, mannan, Where is' uny brother, that
he did not come to sleet mato-day?"
"Harold hal gone doovit to the Natural
Bridge this morning before I received the
telegran that yon would return to -day,
Beryl, His dttlm front Washington, Paul
Lewis, is spending 0 Week with him here,
and they went out gunning this morning
downdn the neighborhood of the Natural
Bridge. Bit 11001 111V dear, 1 11111 anxious
to knot/ why you left Arcady so sed-
doily. Why, it wns'enly last night the
hall and theatricals came off, anti I
thought you meant to stay dt week
longer
'Oh mainni41, I have the most nwfltl
thing to tell"',Vhul" cried ]legal, with
dilated blw eyes and suddenly paling
cheeks; bit.,while;she relates the story
of last night's dtodster to her startled
mother,'we will follow' her brother Har-
old and his friend Patel Lcswis.on their
tramp with their guns over hill and dale
i❑ pursuit of game. ,
"Psl10w the smaller game is so abund-
ant that one tires of popping talent over,':
Ilarnld said, impatiently, et noonday,
finding their game bags already full,
"What sea' you, Paul, my bo}', to climb-
ing the Eagle's Eyrie, and having 0 shot
at nobler game—the king of birds, for
instnnce 1 A noble trophy to take home."
"Agreed," laughed Paul Lewis.
•
Y F h 4 M
00 Engle's Eyrie—the tall, bald cliffs
—the two men crouched breathless with
excitement. -
"See, foul, 30111' Bogle conies! What a
magnificentspecimen! And look! he
carriesdnuthrngJ white in his talons!
:1 conn lamb, 'doubtless. that he has
stolen from a Niels. \h! be swoops
down s1 near us ti 11 you an enmity get
a good shot, You first, Steady mow;
take 1 good :dm. Firer'
1 ,hair p report rang nut. !The aim had
Irmtrue, ,1a the smoke. cleared nwev
the immense e eagle was perceived shoot-
ing downward with great ytloci1'
though the air. Harold Meadow ran
forward and tonight the 'bleeding bird
with admirable dexterity. It fell into
his arms with a thml,I•00(1 Harold re•
roiled with a womanish cry of grief and
a mill n e mellt.
"Oh, Cod! what have we done) See
this little white bundle bathed in li eal!
It is not. 0 Imnb It is ,a tiny little
baby: that the ((ogle 1110 carrying off to
its nest. Arid it is dead! Wehave mur-
dered the little dailul !''
CHAPTER XXVII.
-]Meadow i31'oo!; 101(5 the scene of great
excitement when the two sportsmen re-
turned, soon after Bert's arrival, Paul
exultantly carrying the eagle the trophy
of his skill, mid Harold bearing with
careful hands n small bundle wrapped in
his shooting -coat.
"You will never, never )11055 he said,
when he hell kissed his pretty sister}
"whet 1 hnvc here!" smiling down at the
little bundle.
"Something for rye!" cried the happy
girl •
','Yes; e lovely little pct!" answered
Iforold, gayly; and Beryl, mindful of
boyish tricks that Harold hail pl0yed om
her so often in the past, approached
eautionusly and drew aside a corner of
the coat. •
But In none of his wildest planks had
miscldevous Hal ever astonished her like
this; for the pet he had brought her
was nothing more nor less than a tiny
little baby ---nn exquisite, doll—like little
creature, with 0 tiny, rosy face, lying
aslel as cozily ;iswere
4 1 I} if t c incradle,
so tenderly did h young e 1 iton 1 } dt ey w, man,
Ids oral:
"oli! oh! oho Where did you get it,
]Le. 1" exclaimed Beryl, and her cry
brought initnima tushing'to the sceuc,
She, too c clitilmd in wonder at Li:r-
old's strange bnrdeo, and hastened to
take it fr tint his arms into her own
tender, uanthely 0,130.4.
„Ile' where did you get it'" she re-
peated, as her daughter lad done, in
n r niement, •
"Perin, some milk and feed the poor
little thing, then 1 will tell you all 1
know about it," sold the young mer;
for the babe at that niemcnt wldmperc•i
faintly and opened its little eyes—eyes
of heaven's own braeLand looked uio
with what seemed an appealing gaze un-
to the ryes of Meryl, alio writs bending
over it iu rapturous admiration..
"`00 pltty little" dnrlilug! she coned
softly, and tho baby smiled softly, as it
it understood the sweet love Inn nage.
Impulsively the girl bent and kissed
,he dainty', dol! -like little thin,; then
Dano, 1. 11008111 bade her, to bring it
food,
'lis,.Meadows fed it sweetened mill:
daintily from a teaspoon, and then
while .she e soothed it gently to sleep
again, the ;onng man told the romantic
stogy of its• rescue,
"3V'o tlnrght wo' had killed the Boot
little thing!" Harold said, with a sod-
den moisture in his eyes at the memory
of the moment when they 16oked
through tears that did not shame their
manhood at the still, little face, and
thought that Paid's shot had taken it 1
n
roc
11life.
' r1 e.
-
"it was wrapped in a white ciubroi•
decd shnwl,.and the eagle's blood had
stained the wrapping crimson. So awe
thought for a minute, it was dead, and
in tint moment we felt Aloe murderers.
'l'ea's ran down Paul's cheek—you need
not loot: ashamed, r n boy; they were 11
credit to you—end .1 own 1 sobbed
aloud." 13er}1 sobbed at this j11110 111'e,
for the recital was Vere affecting. "Ilnt
our dismay lasted only a minntr, for
thou the little one' began to cry, end
we found that it was quite uninjured,
save for a Slight 'w'oun,1 on the left
shoulder made by the sharp talon, of
the eagle as it grasped it. See," he said,
pointing it out to his mother, anti add-
ing, fervently, "011, hon' We thanked God
that we had not eo)nmitted murder!"
'"It is the ntrnngest thing 1 ever
heard of," cried Mrs, 'Meadows, "Why,
where could the eagle balm found it I
wonder if it isnot 1401110 poo little out -
east creature abandoned by a heartless,
unnatural mother? in no other way
couid the eagle have become possessed
of it."
"011, manan, don't suggest such n
thing!" cried Beryl. "To 1110 it 500018
just like -a baby dropped front the sky --
a little flower from heaven—ora Stat !
Yes, that iscit—o star! 1101, You said
it was for 100. this little pet! So I will
nalllo it Star!"
• CHAPTER XXVIM,
Bud Remsen and Joe -lhnrity. were
idle sportsmen, and believed h1 the old
sanv ±bot "the early bird catches the
worn(" So, promptly on the morning
of the day succeeding the accident - at
Arcady, they rimnmoreil their boat for 0
morning's fishing in the elear writer, of
11010ttan Lake, where the finny tribe
abounded, and ere the August sun Iva,
Waal}- hours Lipa 1had 0 fine showing
of the sport:led beauties known 1s
mountain trout in the bottom of the
boat.,
'Morning Lake was otic of lye loveli-
est spots on which the eye of a hearty.
lover ever rested with rapture. Piotur- i
vaguely 'formed by • Natures land, in-
closed on all sides by wooded mountain
clones and bordered by bins onng rbn-
dodendt'ons caul wild laurel; it lac (131111
the broad; or old Virginia like a .sap-
phire set, in emerald. Deep 111 its clear
depths wore seen the tops of toll rime'
that bad f+1.1e11 root and flourished pone
ego, spreading 1 aloft their stately
brn0chos th, 0un and 10000 end breeze
until the tiny'tnountailt sorrier that
once had hidden beneath their shade had
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CARS t F A WATCH,
Bost Position 10- Timepiece to Best
• Dr"ing Night,
1n'11 remit attiele The Recordg a•ra
m riifieiensed 10(10 the opinion of lead-
meg,nn0obirs of tate !British Watch and
('lock Makers' Guild regarding (lac •time
at which a watch should be wound, 'At
a later meeting of the sante body, which
a
is Composed of the most expert 1 members
of the trade in England and gcotlattcl, a
discussion occurred regarding therman-
ner in which a 01,1111 should be kept
at night "Width is •tate better Way
to keep a watch al.night—lying flirt or
hanging up'1' was the question debated:
'The general opinion seined to be that
it wits better to let it tie flat, T. D,
Wright,Vice—President of the Guild,
however, declared that it depended
wholly upon the land of watch, If it
were one such as Ctp,tin Cuttle, the
immortal mariner created by Charles
Dickens wore, 11e wearer should be
advised to keep it always in one post
tion. 1t would wear out sooner; but
that diff not much matter ori the case 01
a watch which did not 1;eep the time cor-
rect];.
lint a good watch in the opinion of
Guild's vice -resident, should at
w
1na
t � lie Id ut ht The
ration
I ;if n oto be tweru hanging ant lying i3
1y sunlit and the difference is Noir,
Geary h cru tart 00 that the mean rate
terra was 0nehu a and In the hanging po
shim; all the parts are. running on the
( ie hearings, where there 18 th0 great- ;
est hiption and 10111'. But lotting the
watch lie flat at night and ran on the
end brarin !s, where there is 10,5 friction, .
R'
von distribute the (rearing out foree of
the 11101uneut :me. HUH 1111111.1. the wmtcll
so unich more durable.
Tlmngb the opinion of this famous
horologist ologist eentradicts the popular belief
that it is best to hang lap 0 watch at
night his view of the =Her e 111. tO
rest on 1ery sound toehnieul knowledge,
Science Brevities.
.An expedition is being equipped, under
the auspices of the Russian Ministry of
,11orin", with the object of discovering a
northeast passage between the Atlantic
and Pacific Oceans.
Luring the last year Carina drew
upon the United States for 50713 int -
migrants. Over 121),000 (fame from the
mother country, and 04,000 froom the
continent of Europe,
A typhoid fever survey to determine
the weans, aside Lunt domestic water
suppliee, by which this disease is trans-
mitted, is to to coudectcit 111 Pittsburg
at the expense of the Russell Sae fund,
'The t 110Wa
he cit • of Vienna s oy cru" to
secure control of ]nines in :Moravia.�t'Ite
reason; given for the purchase ore the
high price of cold and the difficulty of
securing ,a steady supply for the munici-
pal gas and olootric plants,
A great extension of the Siberian 1i,nl-
rond is proposed along the River Aimur,
and as it has met with hearty 'approral
on the part of the present Ministry, it
is likely to he constructed . ft will open
up 40,000,000 acres of corn land,
AC school car fitted with signalling ap-
paratus, Itas been in use for it short time
on the Union -and Southern Pacific pines
for the instruction of employee; and in
order to ascertain just what amount of
benefit lead leen derived by the olein,
they were subjected to 'a series of,sta'-
prn,e. testsf. Eighteen kinds of regul:u'
signals were employed • Uestdes some
"specials including torpedoes,fusees,
�� t roleed
.tap flags, reversed lights, e to t u
lights, sema_pltore arms at danger. Ind
lantern and hand signals, Twelve hnn-
dr ed ami fifty' -eight Dsts were made and
the mginemen shooed an efficiency of
nearly p!1 per cont. Of the small num.
I.. 11 violations none w'a, of 0 char-
acter to have caused any serious acci-
dent.
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SUMMER COMt',,AINTS
KILL LIME ONES
At the first signs nt illness' (1(101ng
the hot weellitse months givb the little
ones Baby's (kern Tablets, or in n fen
hours: the child may • be beyond 'Lure,
These Tablets will prevent summer com-
plaints of given occasionally to Well chil-
dren(, and will promptly cure these trou-
bles if they 00ue.unexpcctedly. Baby -'s
own Tablets should always be kept in
every home where there are young chil-
dren 'There is no other medicine se ef-
fective and the mother hos the guaran-
tee of ,t Government analyst that the
Tablets arenbsolrtely safe. Mrs. h, Le
]]run, Carillon, Que., says: "Baby's Own
Tablets are the \best medicine I know
of for regulating the stmriach and bow-
els. • I think no mother. should be with-
out this medicine." Sold by medicine
dealers or by mail nt 23 cents 0•box
-from the Dr, Williams' ,\Medicine Co„
Brookville, Ont,
BARON H I13SCH,
Memories of His Shooting Parties at
St, Johan in Hungary.
Baron Hirsch, whose (tame will live
long through his generosity to his co -
religionists. was one of the few mil-
lionaires I have met ' who Itr10w hoyv
thoroughly to enjoy himself. He had the
real joie de vivre, and delighted, in seeing
people amusing themselves. Ilis shooting
parties in England and Austria were
most pleasant. No mean sportsman him-
self, I1.0 had the knack of.°getting to-
gether congenial people and the best of'
shots. On one 010001on at itis, 1)1000 in
Hungary—St.' Johan—when the Prinee
of Wales, Lord de Grey, lir. 11 Stonor
and Lord :Ashburton were, of the:party,
the total bag of partridges for one day
reachfd 3,000.'
I,lfe nt. St. Johan was simple ornt
healthy. Shortly after breakfast, eight
or tea liiirtorias would appear at the
door, the:houses in gay harness' nod the
postilions 111 lnissar•looking back. jackets,
Hessian hoots, and shiny, high-ermvne'l
hats. We would thea drieeto the rem_
dezvous, where min nrreyegebeaters, six
hundred or more, were gptli' Drawn no
in line, we waited fer)o"tJ c sound of a
bugle, -and the cry oC v`V'orwarts!" and
then auvancing, still `db line we would
\Jell, for miles ovgr,the sandy plans,
dotted about witlttµfts of stubble. abohm
afforded cover jot the onormorr bhe
1,10,0 common lnr't4at pat of lhr conn•
try. Now and thitl',lyu cane moos, woods
111 ivhioh vvei'g ';j?nd roxlcer Ila lceclo
and 11110000 iy unchcon t rel placee
out of door
natter what the (1011
thct', Sor Ep only partride; would
be driv$ ememl rr omae lnl,hn!g
henrtdl t e`}of their ggln in whose
bn6b;% As ill huge t (030 flew
ver; lrir seemingly from every point
"1bio compass, h kept 0allw out to
ehem in his excitement: "For ]leavens
salve, stop!alba do wait one moment!„
From The tiemmisceuces of Lady
Randolph Churchill" in the July Con-
ttiry.
li
'lane frllnw who pats himself on the
hued: his no difficulty in standing pat, e,