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The Wingham Advance, 1907-12-19, Page 6oairee++*••••••••-•••••• se +++••••••-•••• 11.00P l''' A Real Christmas. 44-4-44+44+++444++444+44+++ i IV WT. Alexander Laird, \Vest Newton, . Pa.) Christmas bells are softly pealing, Sweetest notes o'er earth are stealing; The Aneele toueli their harps and lyres, Loud millions rise from heaven's ehoirii. There's joy in heaven, there's joy on earth, lu honor of the Savioufs birth. "Mother," said .).tillie Grove, as she came in from tiehool one day, about two weeks before the Christmas holidays, "are we going to have a big Christmas dinner tliis year?" "Oh, SeS 1" '11,1111M her mother; "you know we always have; your father has ordered two large tur- Wys from Mr. 31artin, our milkman. Mr. and Mrs. Unimak. of the hank; Lawyor and Airs. Kelso, of SlIllnyShieN and. Dr. r Melliereon, of the Grange, are to be our guests this year. But why do yen look tio anxious, Millie, as you ask that ques- tion'?" "Wel1," thoughtMly answered Millie, "I have been reading a book writ- --- ,ten by Mende Ailey, entitled 'A. Real Christmas'; and new I am wondering if the way we celebrate it is the real way. For my part, mother, I eannot see how having big dinners and inviting the rich- est people in the city to be our guests can be milled 'a real Christina ;,' do yea?" "Oh, my girl, you are far too serious for your years. Christmas is meant to he a time of joy." "That's just the way the 'book I- have been reading pets it, mother," interposed Millie. -11. says that Christians should be a time of real joy; but it does not say that giving big din- ners to the rich will bring that kind of joy. It says that we should find out all our joys in doing good, in helping those who need help. I know, mother, that I will feel far happier this Christams than I have ever felt before if you will allow me to give lay share of our Christmas dinner to old Mrs. Brand, who lives in that little house which we pass every day on our way to school. You know her husband was lost at sea. He was one of the crew of a whaling ship called the Mary Erew, -which sailed from our port many years ago, and was never heard of again. The poor old woman has only the pittance she receives from the city to live on." "It is very thoughtful and kind of you, Millie," said Mrs. Grove at this point, "to remember that poor old woman; and to volunteer to give her your ehristmas dinner. We will see about it later on." That evening, after their children had all retired, Mr. and Mrs. Cylus Grove were seated hy the open hen; h of their finely furnished library. M e Grove was ti telling her husband what • Bile had said to her that afternoon on4,the subject of Christmas, and the st y reaehed and touched his heart. Cyri . Grove had pros- pered in business; i ' ed, in less than twenty years he ha risen from the posi- tion of an ordina clerk to be the lead- ing dry goods rehant in the eity of Spindledom. ut during these years of prosperity li ad neglected too much the interests of is soul. True, for a number of years . had hieenpa ltibe,rtalicontrzhbutolr • ., _ _ _......4tZ nidliss owfiftelewaisesa*nuenrnabioinC uBicuii: . . --- -etr- durifigthe years he had been in business . for himself he had given little Of his thne, and as little of hie talent, to the . cause of Christ and humanity. The Idea suggested by Millie that day to her • mother, of doing good to others as a . . means of securing real joy, was new to . •-,.... him; hut he was going to adopt it. "I feel prouder of Millie to -night than I • have ever felt before," he said to his wife. "Let ne see that we profit by the lesson she has brought home to us." ' It is Christmas day, and in a little .. hall down on Water ioyeet, in the city of Spindledom, thirty hungry hut happy - looking men are seated at a long table, • which is loaded with all the delicaeies incident to a genuine New England • ,,- 2 : teadilfiralreilie Rescue Mission. The _iirtilaje_tinas dinner. The place is the . , happy diners are_men who have seen . better days; they are pennileee tr.d hosee- less, and are being helped through libe agency of the Mission to keep soul and body together; their host on this occa- sion is Cyrus Grove, the dry goods mer- chant. In the basement of the High . School of the same city, at the same. . hour, seated on each side of an eighty- , ;.. . feet table, are over a hundred wopien and , children. They are the widows of that • section of the eity and their little ones. . There is an abundance of good things before them. The waitresses, with their . 'i, little caps, are all sophomores from the ' 7 High School. One of them is Millie . ........ ---.___Vrieve • and she seems to take a special . deligla in catering to the wants of a ptirticular old woman called "Grannie Brand." I 'expect you have. already guessed who furnished these poor folk with that fine dinner. Yes, you're right. It was Mr. and Mrs. Cyrus Grove. That same afternoon they entertained at their home, not only the banker's folk, and the . lawyer's folk, and the doctor, hut also the minister and his folk. 'hat evening, after all their guesta ,.0,104,9t re gone, Mr. Grove said to his wife in . „ the sireseneZ, :of all' his family: "Belle, ."- this is the realest, happiest Christmas of my life; luta the credit all belongs to you and Millie," and he kissed his fem. ily all round as a token of his gratitude, and itn expression of his joy. At the following cummunion Cyrus Grove was received into the church, and took his place at the table beside his wife and his daughter Millie; so now he is one of the best workers, as well as best givers, in the First Presbyterian Church of Spin- . dledom. The First of December. All this autumn I have said I did not the winter dread,— Thoughts of spring should mo suffice Through the time of frost' and ice, Through the season bleak and bare, When the snowflake's in the air. Pardon, Winter, If you heard This tny foolish grudging word; Not thyself, but I alone 'Wag insensate, cold as atone, Either had thy charms forgot, Or had discerned them not. Glorioud with contrasts bold In this morning white and gold, Pine trees black 'neath veils of snow Bend and waver to and fro, Cloildlets pink and rosy woo MI the pale, Owed swooning blue, Where the Int terigs twine end trace Linee of exquisite dark lace. Welsome, Winter! nevermore Nature'a lover filial! deplore Tim approach, nor need to say "Let me dream ot spring to -day!" Ditto Young, in New England Maga, mina Asa ChristMas Shopping. Don% go shOpeing yet awhile, Wait a bit, Tillie ain't here yet, by a mile; Wait a bit. Wait told go another day; Christinne is yet weeks away Wait, ane join the frenzied fay; Wait a hit. Wait. till all the stores are jainmed— 'Walt a bit, Wait till aisles are peeked and rammed; Wait tt bit. Wait tin mateemen are half dead, 'fired of limb and daft of head, the eta:petite time lo sped— Wait a bit. tenet employ it bit of tense -- Wait a bit. Watt till eve/• one's latenSe— Wait a bit. tit till yOU can never gtt want, end bave to fret with feateers /eft -- ea a tit, _ -411111.11111111ketwee....-- ••••••••••••••1, grAtEllimatimmItz2NNTItgrea022 r and Rit el F lses4. VaragIGLIZNWIRMIWICANNIMAIMMIck With dilated eyes and lips breathless- ly apart. and paliug cheeks, the young girl Mend, and arose to he' feet, and stood one moment, uncertain, amazed, bewildered, and then reeling, held out her aims to her father. But ut the Saute moment Falconer sprang forward, and caught her to his bosom, &sing his arm around her fragile form, in a close, vise -like erushiug, cruel grip. Daniel limiter advanced upon him, and demanded his daughter. "No, You ellen not have her, I know nothing about her being your daughter, She la mine •-my bride—my wife. She ham pledged her marriage vows to me— here—at this altar. She is mille, and even were you her father you. eould not force her from. ine!" exclaimed Falconer. The maiden slightly struggled to free herself, but the pressure was increased, painfully, while lie glared defiance at her father, "Do not. struggle, Maud, my child; be quiet, be cool. rodember the sacred roof we stand under. If he designs to enact a diegraceful scene here in this church, he deceives himself that is all. We will be patient with him,. and when he is tired of that tragic acting, he will release you, and you will come to me," said Dan- iel Hunter, colly taking a seat. But, to the surprise of all, Falconer O'Leary lifted up the maiden in his arms, and bore her down the aisle and out of the church. Daniel Hunter calinly arose, and went after them. Mr. Level and one or two gentlemen from the pews followed. Fel- eoner bore his bride toward the little wagon. But Daniel Hunter overtook him, clapped his strong hond upon his shoul- der, wheeled him around, and said: "See. here, I bore with your insolence junt now because I did not choose to permit a disturbance in the church. We are outside now, and I cemmand you to release my daughter; for if I have to force you to do it, you shall suffer the utmost consequences of your outrage." "Never. She is my wife. Off, sir, I say, or do you take the consequences!" exclaimed the madman, and still hold- ing Maud in a tight grip with his left arm, he put his right hand in his bosom. end drew a pietol. "Oh, Feleoner l" thrieked Maud, and she fainted away. Daniel Hunter instantly closed . upon him, and having both hands free, soon overmastered him and wrested from his hand the pistol'. He threw the wea- pon at a distance, and received his fainting daughter in his arms, just as an officer, reaching the spot, arrested Fal- coner O'Leary. Daniel Hunter bore his (laughter into the vestry room, where, prompt assist- ance being rendered, she soon recovered. Mr. Lovel was present, looking very anxious. "Is the carriage from Howlet Hill here, sir?" inquired Mr. Hunter. "It is, sir. We came in it," answered Mr. Lover "In that ease, I will enter it with my daughter, and return at once to the Hall. will send it back for you and Lucy. It shall be here by the close of the morning service." "Do not trouble yourself, Mr. Hunter •, we can easily remain in the village until evening, and dine at the hotel." "By no means; you shall have the carriage in time, and you must join me at dinner." "Very well, then, as you please; in the meantime, I shall endeavor to hold my curiosity in check until you can give me the explanation of this strange piece of family history." "My dear Lovel, Dr. Moaning I think it was who said,. 'the true greatness of human life is almost Olways out of sight.' I can say the real romance of life is often quite as invisible! If we knew the life history of the comreonplace peo- ple about us, how very much the re- verse of commonplace they might seem! Tiut more of this another time." "Shall I call the carriage for you?" "I thank you—if you please.' Mr. Lovel went out, and Daniel Hun- ter,. leading his feeble, pale and trem- bling child, followed. The carriage drew up to the door, and Mr. Hunter placed Maud in, and was about to follow her, when he paused, drew Mr. Lovel aside, and asked: "Whitt has been done with that mad- man?" "O'Leary? He is taken in custody." "Get hint set at liberty immediately, Lovell Nonsmse I (let him liberated in- stantly, poor, momestruck• fellow! I shill not appear against him. Come— can I depend upon you? Will you at- tend to it?" "Yes, after' morning service; there is no time now." "Very well; thank you. Good morn- ing," said Daniel Hunter getting into the carriage, and giving -,the older for it to move. Maud wae sobbing softly in the corner of the back seat. Mr. Hunter watched her in silence for a thee, and then gently took her hand, and asked: IWhy do you weep, my dear child?'' But Maud only shook her head, and sobbed the more. "Can you not trust in me, my love?" But Maud only pressed the hand that held hers—she could not speak. "Is it about this young O'Leary that yon 'grieve, my dear?" Maud preased his hand, and nodded with a suffocating sob. "Come, now, do not lay your poor head againet that hard carriage frame; rest it on my bosom—there! Now, come; trust in me. and dry your tears, My dear! I would not for the world signalize our meeting by any .ueneces- sary net to give you pain. In some re- speete. I am not nuteh like other men, dear hfaud. I do not pronounce au irre- vocable sentence of separation between yourself and your young lover." Mnud started, duped his hand con- vulsively, and pressed it to her lips. "Certainly not, my dear; I do not With hitn. First, let him deeerve my Maud, and he shall have her! If his affection for her is a high and holy sere timent, it will make him worthy of her. COMe, now, T wonder why you weep! 'What is it you want? Tell me!" "Oh, sir, want—I want to go Intel:, to Falconer! / only want to see how he is, and say a vomforting word to him, ntid take leave of him kindly, as I ought —I, that have bee= his camforter ever elm: we were ehildten! Oh! I know he le ISO wretched at this very monied! I know he would give anything for the sight of my face. Oh, sir, let u8 turn back and say a kind word to him!" mey not lee, iny It would do no good, but rather harm. nt does not Want worth!, All he wantg neete is My Metal, and he cannot have her yet; he umet conquer himself; be must change; he must deserve her before he gets her." eOlt, sir, if you did bat know him as 1 knuw him; how much .he needs sooth- ing kinenese, how impetuous lte is, how wild, how ungovernable he is, how often unhappy, bow much be needs me -r -he lute been used to me all his life—he can- not du without mei Oh, I know he cannot, poor Falconer; 1 Oh, be will feel like half his being was stricken off with me! 1 know be willl he will be ill -1 am sure he will be ill I Oh, sir, let us go back and see him." "It caplet be, my love! You must trust in your father's judgment, little one! 'this young manes furious passions inuel; be left to rag,e themselves quiet, and then his reason will act! Re will suffer, doubtless! But then, it is only through suffering that euch natures as his can be corrected. Cheer up, my dear girl! do not quarrel with the discipline of Mel" "If he had only someone to be kind to bine poor boy! to comfort and cheer him, as 1 used to! If he were not so utterly aloue—so desolate—no mother—no sister one to care for him! Oh, poor boy! if he had only someone to be kind to him!" "1 will care for him—I will be •kind to him, if he will let me, Do not fear, my child! I shall not lose sight of him. I will endeavor to do far better for him than he or you could hope. Come, now; dry those sweet eyesl—cheer up, and let me se you smile! Think of the mother you aer about to meet! Oh, she has sent you many loving messages! She says that she is 'not surprised at all— that she ever felt you were her child, though she never knew it.'" "And it does not sem sd strange to me, either. Was she—was Mrs. Hunter --" Maud suddenly paused and flushed with joy, ae she said: "Was my mother quite well?" "Quite well, my dearest girl, and she will join us at Howlet Hall very soon." "And I am her lost Maud—how strauge I ought to be very mucli sate prided, and yet 1 ant not!" "I think, my love, that the ties of blood were so strong in our case that we all felt an incomiweltensible, unac- knowledged attraction to eaeh other." -les, yes, yes, sir," said•Maud, softly, to herself, and then she sank into a se lence that her father would not inter- rupt. • When they reached Howlet Hall, and the carriage drew up before the (loot. Daniel tauter alighted; handed his daughter out, and, pausmg a moment while he held her hand, said: "This is your home, my darling. Como to my heart and hearth. Welcome!" and he embraced her and led her up the stairs. "Mrs. Hunter has arrived, sir," said the servant who attended the door. "Ah, indeed! How long since?" asked Mr. Hunter, with surprise and delight. 'Only this moment, sir. She has re- tired to her chamber.' "How did she come?" inquired Daniel Hunter, hurrying in. "In a hack, sir—it has just gone around to the stable." "My darling, where shall I leave you for a moment?" asked Mr. Hunter, turn- ing to his daughter. Then opening, the door of the drawing -room on the right- hand side of the hall, and seeing a. fire burning in the grate, he ied her thither and drew forward a deep, soft chair, and placed her in it, saying: "Remain Imre, my dear* I will see your mother," and he left the room. He hestened upstaire to Mrs. Hunter's apartmeet, and foond the lady seated in a lounging chair, leaning wearily back, and under the hands of her maids, one of whom was removing her bonnet anl and the other kneeling at her feet, tak- ing off her fur over -shoes. At the sight of her husband all signs of weariness fled, and the lady started up to meet bine eagerly inutpring: "Have you seen her? Is she well? Have you brought her?" "Yes, dear I have seen her, and. brought her ;tither, and she is well. She awaits you in the drawing -room." "Betty and Tilde., leave the room; I do not need your assistance," said the lady to her attendants; then turning to her husband, as they left the room, she said: "011, bring here hither immediate- ly, Mr. Hunter. I do so long to em- brace her!" • "Compose yourself; it is unusual for you to be so excited." "It is an unusual occasion." "You followed me very quickly." "Yes, poor Norah breathed her last the morning after you left, and within an hour after her death I left town." "And Honoria and Percival?" "They are at the hotel. Letty is with them." "Letty is in her usual health and spirits?" "Oh, certainly! Oh, do go and bring my daughter hither!" "Be cool, love. I tell you excite- ment is always enfeebling, if it be not a sign of original feebleness. I am go- ing to bring her now," said Daniel Hun- ter, turning to go down stairs. "I wonder what could move him," said the lady, just a little impatiently, as she walked up and down the floor. The door opened, and Daniel Hunter re-entered, leading Maud. The lady stopped in her walk and turned around. There she came—the long lost child -- the beautiful maiden—aye, more beauti- ful then even the enother's fancy had ever pictured her; there she came, with her eyes seeking her mother. Their eyes met—they did not rush into each other's arms—their emotions were far too real, too deep, and the maiden's feelings too nearly awful for that. Their eyes were fixed upon each other, their faces instinct with emotion; they 0.p. proached melt other slowly, and met in a silent, close entbmce, And then the soft sound of smothered sobbing was heard. And Daniel Hunter went to the window and looked out, wondering why women wept at everything—at what they were glad of as ell 11.8 what they were sorry for, and—wiped his own eyes. r After a little while Mrs. Hunter led her (laughter to a sofa, and they both eat down. And the lady held the maiden's bands and gazed in her lovely face 'until her snowy eyelids fell over the sweet blue eyes, and' her! soft cheek suffused with a rosy blush and she grew lovelier than ever. And:then the lady raimed her hand and looked at its exquisite beaky, and next took off her little black bonnet and set free her long, bright einglets—those peerless ringlets of that rich, rare hue, between the Old - 1:______ end and the auburn, which old, classic paintem loved so well. "She is perfect; the ie perfect," was the verdict of the Wept judgment. And then she thought, with transient swell of Fide, of the st nsation, of the wonder this matchless beauty would. have created in the cir- ides of London, Paris, Vienna—at any of the marts whieh she herself had resided in the last seveit years. But the next instant the sinful pride was suppressed, and she only kit that this was her OWII dear child—her good and loving Maud; and with a, silent, hidden, reetrained rapture, eke drew and pressed her to her bosom. And all this Hine they had. nut epoken a word. to each other. CHAPTER XXV. In the morning Mrs. Hunter and her beautiful daughter sat together in the chamber 'Mot had been assigned to the maiden. In swat a pleasant apartment tnat I may be pardoned for describing it. It was ou the second floor of the eolith wing of the mansion, It was a lofty, ,spacious room, with four high windows—two east and two west—where all day long the sunshine entered. Those windows were heavily curtained with blue damask, lined with white sareenet, looped back with cords and tassels, show- ing inner curtains of rich lace. The hangings of the bedstead, and the cov- erings of two lounging chairs and a sofa, were of the same material and color. The elegant toilet that stood be- tween the east windows was draped with lace, lined with blue silk. And the style of the carpet on the nor was a light, 'runing vine of violets, over a white ground. The dressing bureau, wardrohe, washstand, little table, etc., were of white satinwood, highly polished. A. few cheerful loking pictures adorned the walls and pretty,quaint-looking vases, etc. stood upon the mantelpiece. A glowing coal fire, in a polished steel grate, com- pleted the comfort of the room. The low, luxurious sofa was drawn up to the fire, and Mrs. Hunter sat in it with her daughter at her side, with her arm around her waist, never weary or con- templating her, ever seeking a deeper and inOre real consciousness of the joy of possessing her, Combing her fingers through the soft, glittering einglete, the lady murmured:. "Strange, I never thought you were My lost child, yet ever felt it. Passing strum!" Medi Perfestly true. Whew I first saw you, little one—when. looking tip front me: class -book in the Sunday school, I first met those sweet, wistful blue eyes fixed on mine, felt some- thing in their look that was familiar, something that was intitaate, that was my own, that was of myeelf. Your eyes had the very same expression that they had often worn, when you were an in- fant on ray bosom, when waking up from your infant slumbers you would look out upon life with new wonder, and'then up to me with a questioning, loving, trusting look, as if asking what it was. And so when our eyes met that day in the Sunday school I felt that they were the some eyes that used to look out from a baby's face, which years before had lain upon my bosom; the mune eyes gazing up into mine with the same earnest, wistful, wondering, questioning, loving gaze. Now, tell me, love, can you recall your feelings at that inoteent—can you tell me why you looked at me with suoh a searching emger, fond look?" "Yee—yes, lady—yes, dear mama, I know!" said the maidem gravely, almost "1"elinVIllielY•was it, then " aaked the lady, bending over her tb press a kiss upon her forehead. "Sweet mother! it was because I half rechgnized you!" "Half recognized me?" "Yes, dearest mamma." "How is that? What does my sweet one Mean?" "'Our life is two-fold—sleep bath its own world,' says F:alconer's favorite poet. And in the world of eleep, mam- ma, you were never absent from me. / suppose I must have continued to dream Of you from the day I was taken from you, for as far back as I ca,n remember I have been used. to your image in my dreams. It was such ea ha.bitual thing that I never wondered at it, or talked of it. And yet, I seemed to know that the angel of my sleep was my mother, too; only I thought it wits my mother who was buried in the sea. And when I first saw your portrait in the hall and recoenized its likeness to my dream- metreer on! what a thrill it gave mei And then when I saw you in the Sun- day school, and you "looked at me, and took my hand, and spoke to me so eweetly—oh I I cannot tell you I but if you could only have read my heart! And first I loved you for your likeness to my dream -mother, and then I loved you for yourself!" "So it was with me, my own—first I loved you for looking at me with little Mead's eyes, and now I love you for your sweet self. And no* all the post seems bridged over, and I seem to have lost you really. And now, love, I trust you will be happy. Come, now, your fa. ther has got through with his newspap- ers, and I hear Min walking up and down the hall. Let us go to him.' And again embracing her new-found treasure, the lady arose, and, followed by the maiden, led the way dovenstairs. Daniel Hunter was pacing up and down the long, central hall—a, motel relaxa- tion with him after eitting long over his papers. He turned with a smile to meet them, and playfully offered an arm to each for an indoor promenade, he said. They had not made mony turns before there was a ring at the front door -bell, and the servant who answered it return- ed and brought a letter, wich, he said, was for the young lady. Daniel Hunter took it with the design of passing it im- mediately to hie daughter, but in doing so.his eyes fell upon the strange super- scription, "To hire. Falconer O'Leary." His brow reddened. with a look of sur- prise, displeasure and annoyance? and retiirning it to the servant, he said: "There is no one here who bears the name upon this letter, . There is proba- bly a nnstake—take it back to the per- son who brought it," and without even condescending to inquire who that nper- son who brought it" might be, Daniel Hunter turned neon Ms heel and contin- ued his walk, The servant bowed mid left the hall. And Mr. Hunter had eeareely taken a second turn before the servant re-entered with the letter, say- ing: "If you please, sir the messenger who brought this letter'is 'Feting Len, Mt Falconer O'Leary's num, and he says there is no mietake, and that it was sent to lay young mistress." **Falconer!" aaid Maud, impuneively dropping her father's arm, and going Itml taking the letter from the servant. "Give me that letter, my dear," said Haniel Hunter, reaehing forward hie hand to take it from her. "Oh, sir—my father! it is from Val- eoner," maid Maud, detaining it with a pleading' look. "Have you glaneed at the inseription Of that letter, my dear?" "No, sir." "Read it, them and tell Mt If you an- swer to nth name,' . Cro be eontinued.) ONE -MILLIONTH OF A SECOND. Chronegraph Which Measures Parts of Time. A chronograph has been invented which is saiii to excel by far all former aellierements in this field and to ad- mit of measuring oneonillionth of a seeond and even stitaller spaces of titne. The apparatus is based .on the follow. ing principle: At the end of a tuning fork of a very high nutnber of vibrations, bole is pro- vided, through which a pencil of raye falls upon the ease of a revelling cyl- inder, whose circumferential velocity is 30 metres per sem, In consequence of the quick vibration of the tuning fork and the rotation of the cylinder the Said luminous tuft describes upon the cylinder (which is covered with paper sensitive to the action of light) a curve whose dimensions correspond to certain particles of titne. sLiving in T mb o—f Egypt. 'It is surprising to strangers to find Egyptian families occupying some of the tombs which have been excavated and abandoned. It eeents uncanny to see babies playing cheerfully about the doors of the tomb housee and to watch chick- ens running in anl out as they do at the mud dwellings. When questioned about the tombs a dragoman said that those occupied at homes had been tombs of ordinary citizens and were of no value as show places for tourists. As some of them have several rooms extending into the rock, and as thoy are cool in' the hottest days of summer and warm in the cool days Of winter, they are al- together desirable as homes. The Egyp- tians do not share the horror of dead bodies felt by Europeans, Children run about with pieces of mummies, and if they cannot dispose of them to tourists they play with them. A mummified foot or hand is so common in Luxor that one may be purchased for a few cents.— Harriet Quimby in Leslie's Weekly. ZAM=BUK CURES CATARRH A Young Lady's Testimony. Miss Ruth V. Carr, of Grantley, Ont., says: "We have known for some time how good Zam-Buk is for skin sores and diseases. For these I believe it to be the best healer made. Recently, how- ever, I proved ite value in another con. nection. I had a sore on the inside of my nostril, and at the same time was sufkring with catarrh. I put some Zam-Buk ineide my nose to cure tho sore, and was surprised how the amp. rating healing essences gave me ease from the catarrh. So I continued to use Zam-Buk for both purposes, and it answered splendidly, effecting a com- plete cure. In the winter time I suffer very much with chapped hands. They crack and bleed and are very painful. Zam-Buk I find gives me quick relief, and heals the cracks and sores better than anything I have ever used.' Zam-Buk also cures outs, chapped hands, ulcers, burns, sore legs, abscesses, poisoned wounds, boila eczema and all skin troublse. Rubbed well in it is a splendid embrocation for rheumatism, neuralgia and sciatica, eto. 50o. a box of all druggists and stores, or postpaid on receipt of price from the Zam•Buk 0o., Toronto, 3 boxes for $1.25. • - • Directing Folks in Boston Streete. (From the Boston ?mad.) The stranger had been searohing nearly halt an hour among the mysterious (tuning ways of the park for Fenway street. At last the trim figure of .a hurrying stu- dent attraoted her eye and oho resolved to ask for the necessary information. "Can you tell me, please, where Fenway street Is ?" she asked. "Yes, indeed," answered the student. "Why we're in it now." "Yes?" The stranger looked rather help- lessly around at the wealth of ahrubbery, the smooth roads that seemed to lead only to Mrs. Gardner's green roofed palaoe. "But I wanted to find a certain number on Fenway street." "oh," said tho student, a helpless expres- sion for a moment clouding her face. "Do you know. there's a street down there,' she potnted it daintily gloved hand straight into a claret) of elate. "I don't know the name of it. I never did know that it had a name; why don't you try that one?"—From the Boston Herald. ROOFS g That Staylloofed The strongest wind that ever blew can't rip away a roof covered with self-locking "OSHAWA" GALVANIZED - STEEL SHINGLES Rain can't get through it in 25 years (guaranteed in writing for that long—good for a century, really)—fire can't bother such a roof—proof against all the elements—the cheapest GOOD roof there is. Write us and we'll show you why it costs least to roof right. Just address 206 The PEDLAR People Weiji. Oshawa Montreal Ottawa, seronto London tVInntpog COMPLIMENTARY. Miss Sweet—How old do you think I am' Mr. Pleaser—I don't know, but what- ever it is, you don't look it. • • • Minard's Liniment Cures Garget in Cows. Important Medical Discovery. De. Plimmer has discovered a drug which is far more effective in the treat- ment of sleeping sickness than atoxyl. Dr. Plimmer's researches have been car- ried out for the Tropieal Diseases Cont. mittee of the Royal Society of Great Britain. , GALBRAITH "MIRACLE" FURTHER CONFIRMED Additional Evidence of Its Perman- ence and Its Absolute Reliability. Many miracles lutve been reported from St. Anne de Beatipre and other shrines, but Canada lute bad no such remarkable rescue front the grave as that of Mr. J. A. Galbraith, of Forest, Ont., who was pronounced a hopeless consumptive and given only a few daya to live by his physiciane. Everybody lute heard of the Galbraith miracle, One of the leading businese men of Forest, a well knoevn and highly respected public man, writes us: 'I 'know that Galbraith was in bad shape and his mete pronounc- ed hopeless, and that :something had pulled him together. • I have only just learned from himself and his pastor, whose wife's life also was saved by the same remedy, that it was PSYCHINE that did the work." Iie further says: "The miracle watt genuine. I saw Mr. Galbraith in town yesterday; he is look- ing the pink of health; says be never felt better, and that he le doing his share of the work on the farm instead of being under the sod, whore just one year ago the doctors told him he would be. For the man or wontan who is weak from any cause, or constitutionally run down, whether the cause be tho lungs, stomach, throat or any other vital or- gan, or whether it is from unaccount- able cause, PSYCHINE, the world-re- nowned tonic and lung restorer, is the safe and certain remedy, Fifty cents and one dollar at your druggists, or pr. T. A. Sloe= Laboratory, 170 King street west, Toronto. Your Own Master. Now and then I hear a boy say, "If I could only be my own master, then I would be happy," Did you ever know anyone that amounted to much who was his own master? The only one I ever read wbout was Robinson Crusoe, and be was bled to quit. You have heard of the "indpendent farmer." He is dependent upon wind, water and frost; he must be at home every morning and night to milk the MINS. The physician must buy his clothes and groceries of his patients. No one can be his own master, unless he goes out of the world, into the wil- derness, and then he will find himself dependent upon the berries and animals. There is, however, one way of becom- ing your own master. Let me tell you. It is to stay right where you are, and begin by ruling yourself. That is the first stop, Then begin to help other people, and after a while you will find them willing to do anything for you. Your workshop will become a throne.— Selected, A HARD TASK. "Hello, Jack, old boy, writing home for money?" "What are you taking so much troll- ble over, then? You've been fussing and fuming over it for the last two hours." "Pm trying to write home without asking for money." I was cured of terrible lumbago by MINARD'S LINIMENT. REV. WM. BROWN. I was cured of a bad case of earache by MINARD'S LINIMEN'T. . MRS. S. KAULBACli. I was cured of sensitive lungs by MI N- ARD'S LINIMENT. MRS. S. MASTERS. A BOX OF GOOD BETTERS. Better die too early than live too late. Better to lose by buying than to save by borrowing. Better too much fun than too many frowns in one's house. Better a home a bit too strict in gov- ernment than a home a bit too lax. Better dollars spent for toys and tip. top times at home than pennies spent for prison postage and stationery. Better to have the confidence and af- fection of your own family than to have the praise of a whole town. Better too great freedom of speech at one's own table than silence, stiffnees, and restraint in the interest of "propri- ety." Better to have in the hearts of others grateful memories of your service and self-sacrifice then te have your home filled with masterpieces of art and lit- erature. Better the noise of a jolly gang of youngsters at home than Vie silence and solicitude in which 'nether at midnight waits for the sound of footsteps on the pavement.—Bishop J. II. Vincent. rr4cHI Mange. Frairie Swatches and every form ot contagious Itch on human or animals cured in 30 minutes by Woltord's Sanitary Lotion. It never falls. Sold bY druggiete. • • • John Gets His Orders. A Newmillas woman was econonucal to a degree) that pressed rather unpleasantly on her guidman john. One fair night a neigh- bor called at their house, requesting his coat- i:may for a stroll through the fair. John, appreciate the chntingencies of such a cir- cumstance, made advances to his spouse, "tae sic hlm twa three bamboos to keep his pooch." "Oh, I's warrant ye'll be wantin' that," she replied testily. "Hae, there's three -pence, and ace and come hame /Ike bast," • ."--imiliMilimmmoma AJAX OIL A Liniment—An Absolute Duro for Rheumatism A new Remedy to Canadians, but thousands in other countries have been cured. See what a prominent Toronto citizen says of Ajax Oil. Toronto, Nov. 28. 1907. The Ajax 011 Co., Toronto, Ont. , Dear Sirs,—This le to express nty appreclatIOn for your rhetimetiam cure. On the advice of a friend f purchased it bottle ot Ajax 011 Liniment for rheumatism, and can safely say it certainly fa a Aped& fOr rheumatism. I suffered intenaely for years and tried nearly every known remedy, also had the name of the beat physicians but without any satisfactery results. till I used your Ajax 011, and now I can safely say I ain completely cured. I givo this testintonial entirely nem:netted, so that others similarly afflicted may knew of your wonderful troittntent—Ajax 011 Liniment, Yours very truly, Geo. Milligan, Mfr. "Arabella" elgara. Sold in 8 et. bottles—$2.00 per bottle. Send Sz.00 by money order or regiStered letter, and you Will receive a bottle of Ajax Oil by return mail. AJAX OIL 006, TONONTO0 CANADA A The Yarn ef the Mameluke's Leep.. It is a pity to epoil a good stOrbe and the story of the Muneluke's fam-1 dui leap, which is recounted to every; visitor to the citadel of Cairo, is a goeu one. But it is a fiction founded! on tho fact that only a single Mame-. Juke tne seven hundred and odd who were mustered in Cairo on that) fatal morning survived the massacreal but he survived because he was' on' the siek list at the time, and was con- sequently unable to attend the parade in the citadel, and the Pasha, hav- ing nothing to fear from a eine° man spared his life. A story never losee in the telling in the mouth of an Kgy.ptio,n, and he is quite capable of inventing one to account for any incident or appellation that he does not happen to understand. There Wel'13 formerly two gates to the oital del of Cairo, called respectively the Gate of the Janissaries and the Gati of the Azabs, from the titles of two Turkish military corps to whom their cheige was confided. But the exits- tence and the very name of these corps have long been forgotten by the Egyptians, and they accounted for the name Bab elAzab by inventing a story of a saint called Sidi Azab, around whose name a whole legenl of marvels and miracles has grown up, while the little chamber in the gateway formerly occupied as the guardhouse is pointed out as thel saint's hermitage. By and by, Mr.' Knight-Adkin in his stirring ail spirited ballad has represented the massacre as occurring when the Mamelukes were entering the cita- del It was when they were leaving it that it really occurred. The whole of them had entered' into the lane which was their death trap before tho gates at each end were closed before and behind them. The spot pointed out as the scene of the Mame- luk r leap is on the terreplein of the citadel.—London Spectator. 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Li a few months ke promises to put forth a garment that need never be washed nor cleansed by any agency but fire. 'the first to use these fireproof garments will probebly be the doctors and nurses in the German hospitals. For cleansing these garments a metal clothes hanger is used with a gas burner. The suit is hung over the burner, and when the gas is lighted gleams like a huge incandescent gas mantle. A second of the white heat kills every germ, and a minute or two reduces spots and stains to gas and a.shes. After the gar- ment is cooled a few strokes of the clothes brush completes the process.— Chicago Tribune. 0 • BETTER HAN SPANKIN6 Spanking does not cure children of bed. wetting. There is a constitutional cause for thi. trouble. Mrs. M. Summers, Box W. 8, Windsor, Out., will send free to any mother her successful home treatment, with full instructions. Send no money but write her to -day if your children trouble you In this way. Don't blame the child, tho chances are it can't help it. This . treatment also cures adults and aged people troubled with urine difficulties by day or night. 0 11. . The Day of the Little Fellow. I3efore the pante struck us, when all were coining gold, They said he was a piker And gave him NVOICOMO cold. , But at this troubluous aeason When he goes on the Street A different reception Ito probably will meet. It's "Howdy, Mr. Oddlot, Just kindly step this way, And would you like to purchase Two shares of stock to -day?" Then Uncle Sam was also Inclined to hold afar And bargain with the bankers For prices over par. He did not take the trouble To have his bonds arranged To suit the modest buyer, But now ap, that is changed, • It's "Howdy, Itr. Smittlfry, You look quite well, I see, And have you fifty dollars You care to lend to me?" —McIandburgh Wilson. Mniard's Liniment Cures Distemper. 4. Alone in His Glory. In a friendly chat with an old miller the other day the question of the railway strike cropped up, and in the course of subsequent conversation I enquired 1f he had ever been on atrike. "I was once," he replied, "and the experi- ence taught mo a valuable lesson." Pvi seed for particulare, he said: "It hap - working in a pit in 13Iantyre district. up Deno e good many years ago, when I was srttrilekuelgarliadd I istbriont ; ix; fee not a single miner in tho pit whore iniraereI ign"athicis°tpa' ttroewtheeh I worked bad ever experienced one. Per- ,plates. haps this was the reason of their anxiety to quit work; In any case, they deckled thr their grievance Admitted of no other sole.' eventng that all bands would remain at honle tion. "It wee arranged at a meeting held ono next morning and await the manager's itt- ISSUE NO, 51, 1907 1.4k Cuff Links 88.50 OUR $5.50 pair of solid 14k gold Cuff Links will make a good practical Christ. mas gift to a man, THEY are substantially made, and reinforced in the places where the ordinary link gives out. Our Illustrated Catalogue ehOsolna a largo assortment of Out, Linke win be mailed upon request. ItYlti;.E BROS.. Limited 134-138 Youge St. TORONTO —116VIEV Moat of our models are not made; they just happen, Girls in moot eases of breed- ing and intelligence, want to make a lit- tle money for some epeeial as:melon. Some acquaintance recognize* that they' have distinction and style and giyes them the address of some illustrator who hap- pens to need just such a person. They pose once in this way, ntore or leu from necessity. find they can make an inde- pendent living in a congenial manner, and so come again. In consequence the wo- men who pose for a livelihood in New York are exceedingly nice u elem. 'Vita prevalent idea that the worde "artist's model" necessarily means a highly paid, greatly petted, and utterly depraved individual is ridknlous in the extreme. A first ohm; artist's model in New York City receives three dollars it day for six ' hours' hard work. A photographic model bas, of course, a different proposition. She has Blunter hours and higher rates. —From "Being a Model," by Charles P. Peters in the Bohemian for October. I! e . bt Si, George's Baking Powder is best for Biscuits best fo. Cr.kes—bcst for Pies—best for everything yOu bake that require, Baking Powder." c'One can to try, will always make you buy St. George's." Have you a copy of our new Cook Book? sent free if you write National Drug 1k Chemical co. of Canada, Limited, Montreal, Taken at His Word. Master Walter, aged five, had eaten the soft portions of his toast at break- fast. and piled the crusts on his plate. "When I was a little boy," remarked: his father, who sat opposite him, "I always ate the crust of my toast." "Did you like them?" inquired his off- spring cheerfully. "Yes," replied the parent. "You 'may have these," said Muter Walter, pushing his plate across the table.—Harper's Weekly. eir. • „ Minard's Liniment Cures Diphtheria. .13 NOT POPULAR. Squire Hawkins—go you won't speak to me, eh? Mrs. Jorkins—I never speak to my h usband's enemies. Squire Hawkins—Then ye must talk to yourself most o' th' time. ENGLISH SPAVIN LINIMENT Removes all hard, soft and calloused lumps and blemishes from, horses, blood spavin, curbs, splints, ringbone, sweeney, stifles, sprains, sore and swollen throat, coughs, etc. Save $50 by use of one bottle. Warranted the most wonderful Blemish Cure ever known. Sold by drag - gists. Wireless Words Across the Atlantic. It is computed that about 14,0004u words were sent over the Atlantic on the opening day of the fireless telegraphy service from the United. 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In plain vien a deputation, which was selected, would in- ., 1 'form hint how matters stood and request S "From certain knowledge in' inY 06alifti- ly dressed young mon took out a roll of t. of perhaps two seore people a handsome tv781.1:lointlecTInaioleinittistp:Inte without a struggle; and, aS I repared for this, / ion the place proceeded to count them before an oltler of opinion that the manager would ‘,.„ ,, - . , .,11,04 i10111 an inner waisteorit poeket ana that night to seek for work elsewhere.- , grim. :el,000 bills he 'vomits( ra t (4 an I told tit,. friend sitting vis-a-viq. w hen the filen 1 :4Anwannthtehercosnuiyit?8;iIketter,hedh.o ream s suit:1741d atthteholWr hwitecrkteinthtebre` youth to put the money away. lint the realized that the roll (emeisted of fifty line a' nTpheetir oda l at 4 --* morales.' other proeeeded to taki: a revolver front Doctor Ito patient's soroin-law)—Shi another waistcoat poeket and laid it on is estremely ill, but it is not a questiotr the table 'near the roll of bills. with the remark "That will protect it." It tralvi- of moments. Sonin-law--Itow long will it be, d4 pired from the conversation that the young man liad taken his entire fortune you think 1 Doctor --An hoUr, or an hour and 4 from a perfectly NtliVent institution awl was carrying it in hie pet.ket.-• Philadd- half, perhaps. to have my 'lunch ht. peace At any rate, Son -in -law -0, well, thett I've got tit* Oda Iltcord. • --'• ' land have 2,193 female students. ---1------4-ses---. ---NOS Loisirol. . • , ,1,:t } Ms of the largest vollogect in Swit2.ers 4 1