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passed thetirst milestone on the path of
pain.
Would she see him? He hardly knew
whether he most logged for or dreaded
Iter glance. ..:lowwould sl:e look if she
knew the truth 'about the play she
'watched so earnestly? Whatwould her
eyea say then!
A coldness began to steal over him, a
desire to shriek. His head was which..,;.
Was he going tnad? This dull, inartien-
lategxief preying upon his !heart—oh. if
lie could sigh it away'
Saar Virginia in a lower.bua:.
.And all the while in the rosy gloom
thrown upward by the footlights Vir-
• biais's face shone lik; a star. And all
the sidle the old passion grew with the
• seconds. no longer single' and pure. the
ideal love of a aura's youth. but a reck-
Iess. dominant craving for her. the fruit
of past exp. sience and present despair.
:He remembered nothing more until he
stood before her, their hands locked.
Oh. that moment!
He was dimly conscious of a strange
man With Virginia and of an introduc-
tion to him. but he seemed an intermin-
able distance away through a madden-
ing red blur. The. crowd, the music,
'too, had receded. and Virginias upraised
eyes, her warm, confiding palm. were
the only realities,
What he said to her he never knew—
something mattered. incoherent—wo:de
seemed of such little value the beside
the longing- to crush her to his sore heart
- Then for a moment he looked away
hie eyes drawn upward as by a spell.
,A cry wavered front his paling lips;
he reeled backward and flung her hand
'from hila. - Above. among the sea of
faces. was Felix Dawson's, the light
from his eyes -shooting through Tome
guilty heart like a vein of electricity.
To his blinded, maddened senses the face
seemed distorted by a terrible menace.
His doom was written there.
In a moment he was fleeing from it,
pushing through the waiting crowds in
the aisles as a man breasts a sea.
CHAPTER XIV.
Virginia. at the door of the box. stood
facing the crowd where Tom had disap-
peared. A shudder shook her from head
to foot. She still seemed looking into a
pair of tormented blue eyes alight with
a shifting flame: the choked. broken ac-
cents of a familiar voice were in her ears.
And yet—oh. could it be? --was it real-
ty Tom who had stood there? That
gaunt figure and sickly face, the disso-
lute eyes and coarsened month were
ilike a travesty* on the memory cherished
so tenderly, The pity of ill
i • Her raised arm drooped against th(
curtain in the shadow, and she laid her
face upon it, closing her eyes and letting
the slow', heavy tears fall as they would.
A love born of long association is not
an easy thing to kill. Virginia's died
hard in that piteous moment, but it died.
surely. She scarcely knew it herself. se
keen._so deep was the rush of conlpes•
elan, almost maternal in • its intensity.
r. ' that took its place.
But gradually as the tears fell and the
throes •of the awakening continued she
saw the troth. The passion that had
held her to the past was like a wornont
( coil whose strands in the weak places
she had persistently kept mended until
Tom a own hand had cut it tonight, Ieav
i9ig in her grasp only a handful of worn,
Dot shreds. The old feeling sway like
11arttrething done with and pat away for-
. Weak and morbid' natures cling
sentiment When the ideal that pro -
it is lost. groud
p and virile
leaps exultant, free.
t there was none of the triumph of
otaa tempering the first acuteness of
ia's awakening. She' vas think -
W' Tam as she had first seen him
age. Ile hiul stood on the steps of
rtpei that .April morning when the
was a glory of white clouds and
z'fssstling leaves. The stiff student
a pointed shadow amiss his
gems, His gown was pushed
ro,r;:ily back, one hand • sleep in his
poe.:et its he laic.:hod aloud and snapped
his ti111er.. at a little terrier rolliug on t'
the grass, mad in the caress of the 81121 -
light.
The thea and now! Ages had rolled
('e twt'en that moment and this one. Was
there nothing- to be Roue—no price she
could pity, no sacrifice she could make—
to gave him back that im,oceuce and
',new.- hint again as he was that day?
"Virginia!"
a.
"V I rufn kr!'
There was a new significance in Rich-
ard Monklow'stoneh• upon her arm, light
as it was• She felt it is her blood. There
was a sudden shyness in her glance. She
drew back, a nevi recognition startling
her. and looked intently at the bronzed
face ruder the shorn white hair. How
composed it was. how earnest and gentles
"Yon know who that was," she said,
-you've hoard father revile him often
enough." She paused, and again a bit-
ing mist swam across her sight. "Poor
Tom! His 'bitterest enemy might pity
him now."
"Perhaps you would like to follow
him. Would you? If he lives alone.
has no one to help
"'What do you mean?" And her burn-
ing hand was on his arm. •
"Iie seemed to 1110 on the verge of -a
collapse. t saw a sailor once whose face
woe: Veit i sok. He shot himself. If he
hadn't. 1 .sink he would have gone mad."
She threw out her hands in a gesture
of pain.
"Yes—conte. Woe= can get his address
at the box office. If not. 1 know where
the manager lives. Come. You will go
with me., won't you?"
He made no answer in words., but gaz-
ing down into ber questioning eyes a
flood of fealty poured from his, a long.
yearning. inspiring glance of passion
that thrilled her to the core of her trou-
bled soul.
CHAPTER V.
Scarcely 10 minutes later Torn entered
his sitting room. It was dark. He hated
the darkness. He wanted light—light to
keep the terrors from crowdingupon him
—an invisible. awful horde. He lit the
lamp; staggered to the sinking•fire and
fell exhausted into a chair. where he sat
with heavily hanging arms and head
fallen forward. His breath came in
spurts. his heart was in his throat, his
wide, circled eyes were sightless, but his
inward vision was the more hideously
acute. Oh, God, the pathos of what he
saw!
Ono after another he reviewed the
w ickednesses, the degradations of his
life. How closely they pressed together
—a series of steps, each one lower. form-
ing a stairway and descending into a
gulf! He stood faltering upon the edge
of the last, the darkness hungry for his
soul. the roar of an incoming torrent in
his ears. ,•
Tonight he had stood face to face with
Virginia. not with the white uteinory
which had always followed him. but
with the living woman whose warm,
fragrant lips had stu•rendered to his kiss
for ono ecstatic moment, long, long ago.
Oh, that fervent, remembered kiss! Oh,
her deep, inyetical eyes!
Those cyesf Ah, they had read him
through and through, making his blood
leap and ."shivers Her power was still
unshaken in, his soul—nay, she was in•
deed his soul, for near her he felt and un-
derstood more keenly, and life took on a
deeper meaning. She was his tight. his
breath,' bis revelation, with power in the
small compass of one glance to save
hiin even from himself.
Ent shelo.
was
s to him forever. .with
the sight eofbw n
a so s face had •
1 wme the
thought cf what he was—not fit to stand
before her. not fit to touch her hand.
With a cry like an animal strangling
he threw out his arms. Oh, if he could
be
better—or worse' I#ttto
t have al-
ways ween the good and loved it, and yet
with nastable feet to have drifted away
to all that was vile, even while keeping
his oyes fixed upon the beacon that shed
its light in vain for him—thus was tor-
ture. OS. if lie cotll.I- eo heel!. If he
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He got up slowly and fuutbled among
the glasses on the table until he found
the bottle he wanted --a little wine to
help quench this aching regret, this self,
rep roach in every heart throb, He
drained the glass thirstily. let his folded
arzus rest upon the table and laid his
head upon them.
The things of.tlie actual world slipped
away, and his sleep was tronbted by a
dream.
'.i.t was alone. The nigh t sighed around
hi.e. the moon swan;; in the High. misty
spaces. He felt a sense of predestine,
don as he moved along. as if each step
had been ordered by n will other than
his own, as if he must walk that road
and eventually see what lay ahead in the
mystery of the far, blue shallows.
IIis vision became clearer, and he. saw
himself clad int, long, white gown, made
pilgrim fashion, a staff in his hand, The
silver at his feet became the sand of a
beach, and the sweet, nloniltonous whis=
per stealing through the desolate white-
ness the incessant sobbing of the sea.
Yes, he was walking on the very edge of
the fretting waters.
A warm hand slipped. into his, and
Virginia walked beside him. Her Hair
lyes unbound. It softly lashed her
cheeks, and sometimes he felt its silken
caress. He drew her to him, seeking
her lips.
"Stay with me, dear," he whispered.
"Stay with me now."
He felt the warmth of her young, red
mouth on his, but her oyes remained
wide and beseeching. She murmured
his name and led him on until they
stood before a building of austere and
awful structure. It seemed to have risen
from the waters. The waves broke in
greenish tongues upon its steps, and
within 11e saw a fallen lamp sputtering
before. a ruined shrine. As they paused
in the shadow of its door they heard the
sound of bare feet whispering upon
stone, and slowly up one staircase and
down another a silent multitude poured,
all garbed like Virginia, and hiinself in
the simple vestments of the antique
world. Many of his friends were in the
throng, many of his old classmates; his
'. enemies, too—Delatolo and Dawson. It
. was a curious thing that those going up
smiled at him, but those returning
poured down and passed him with revil-
ing glances or cold faces turned away.
In silence, with his love's hand cling-
ing to his, they joined the ascending
line. Up, up, until his body was weary
and his veins throbbed with pain, and
still beyond were other shadowy stairs
under appalling arches. Faint and bat-
tling for breath, they reached the top at
last. A vast hall wrapped in luminous
gloom stretched away into immeasura-
ble space. From its strange circular
windows they could see the green of the
sea, far, far below, the waves rolling in
with a, languorous movement.
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He let his a and laid
arms rest upon the table
and laid. his head, upon then,.
Tem felt a numbness seize him. He
Sighed again and again, at length tear-
ing away the white folds of cloth from
his breast in an effort to ease its burn -
"What place is this?" faltered from
his dry lips.
Virginia did not answer. She seemed
stricken dumb with grief.
Before a door leading to an inner
chamber an o1(1 man stood on guard.
His -shoulders were curved as if he had
toiled with the spade. His hairy, labor
twisted hands were crossed upon a staff.
One sentence only left his lips in a mo-
notonous sing song:
"Tho Hall of the Sinful Copy."
Tom hesitated before him, joy welling
in his heart. The simple, trusting„ador-
ing old man was his father. Oh, here
he would find love unspeakable.
"Tether!" he whispered, with vehe-
ment tenderness.
But the worn, gentle face took on a
look of hatred it bed never Worn in life.
The gnarled fingers flung his Grins away.
"I sacrificed myself for yon, Hunger,
despair were my portion many a time
that you might be happy, free and some
day great. • This I dM for yon, but you
have poisoned eternity for mo,” were the
words that left his lips with i
tIle.fury of
a malediction.
Tom could not linger to question oa'
appeal. The throng pressing behind him
bore him on to the center of the inner
hall, where a presence, awful in its aus-
terity andaandeur hunglike a shadow,
with eyes. of fire above a archment ottt-
spread upon a marble ledge. Around
this the crowd circled, looked and moved
021 one by one.
He bent over it eagerly. here lay ',he
expinuatiou,tlte quest oflhis vast thi'ong..
H(1 looked,
and his breath seem(' to
cease. Before his eyes lay the stolen play,
t' It pages were charred as if it had been
1 passed through flame. It was blotted
with tears and sineared with blood. Hie
la c wa
z ul s« written there fo • all i t o see,
and far of he still heard his father's
quavering, lltlsky voice—the voice that ionce sang lullabies to glia—repeating 0
the carious thousands:
"Tete Hall of the Sinful Copy." '
1 The dews of terror for some unknown
but approaching (limiter broke from
every pore, and 11e sank to Isis knees,
drawing Virginia with him.
"Oh, kiss me once, love," she whisper-
ed, her white cheek .lard upon his; "we
must part so soon!;'
"Don't leave me," he pleaded. "I love
you. To be near you is delight even It t
this fearful "place. I'll give back the
play. Its the light of truth I will stand
unmasked. I'll do it gladly, let them
revile ins as they will. Then Ill have
peace—and your love,, dearer than all
the world,"
Olt, her lovely, melting. eyes, her'kiss
heavy with farewell!
"It is too late," she sighed, and he felt
her lips upon his throat. "All that is
past." And for another moment he
chin] to him.
"No, no. We will be, happy yet," he
cried in anguish.
But the words were hushed upon his
lips. In some occult,way the truth was
revealed to him. He knew that all the
faces he had looked upon were those of
the dead. He too was dead, and Vir-
ginia. Life and earth were gone forever.
Repentance was vain, redemption im-
possible, parting, shame and despair
eternal.
In the sudden blackness that swept
down like the shadow cast by a mon-
strous wing Virginia's body slipped from
his longing arms, and he was alone.
The cry that broke from his humili-
ated soul sent the vision whirling, and
he awoke, conscious of a bursting heart
and a quivering body bathed in cold
dews. He made an effort.to rise. and as
he did so felt a hand upon his shoulder,
beard a voice,speaking his name.
"What else?" he 'cried, flinb ng back
Ids head, his eyes flashing a maddened
defiance and clouded w itll blood. "What
else? ' Oh. Godl"
Mr. Plunket's commonplace face was
close to him.
"Murray, you must he ill. You've been
dreaming—crying out as if some one
were hurting you. Wake np.- Don't
stare so, man. Wake np."
Mating, trembling, his tongue thick,
Tom Sprang up. The sense of utter loss,
the tragedy of Virginia's last kiss, were
still with him. He looked around, star-
tled, dumb. Yonder in the crimson circle
cast by the lamp stood Delatole smiling.,
Just beydnd him were the gaunt form
and lonely eyes of Felix Dawson. Both
were waiting. •
"My dear Murray,.1 am here under
protest," said Plunket, wringing his .fat
hands in a loose, soft,•helpless way as he
stood with his head 011 one side. "This
mau's story is absurd—now be quiet,
don't get angry, but—but—he says your
last play was one ho sent you and which
you— er —er—er—.appropriated. He
hasn't a shadow of proof. How could
he? Why, it's preposterous! As if I
wouldn't know your style anywhere! I
poohpoohed him, but 142x. Delatole per-
suaded me to let him fnpe you with his
story. That is all, my dear Murray;
that is all."
Tom regarded him vacantly while he
spoke. He started blindly forward and
paused midway in the rooms, leaning
upon a chair.
He was not dreaming still3 No; these
were men, not shades. This 'was his fa -
miller room—Virginia was not far away.
All was not over. The living moment
was still his. Considerations so im-
portant but a little while ago were lost
sight of; his tortured sensibilities over-•
leaped them all in a maddening thirst to
redeem himself in his own eyes while he
could, to purge the soilure from his soul,
so that never—oh, never—might he
really know that sense of awful, final
condemnation revealed to him in a
dream.
"Speak up, Murray. Throw the lie
in his teeth," cried Plunket.
A pallor suddenly struck Tom's face
fro:n brow to chin; a pale smile came
and went upon his lips. Wretched and
wild though his face was, there was
something of inexplicable triumph in
that smile—a light above a wreck,
He looked straight at Plunket:
"The lie? No! The lie was 'nine. Do
you hear? The horrid, damnable lie
was mine. The play was his. 'stole ft.
I called it 'In the . Natrie of the Czar,'
and when he came to me I wouldn't, give
it up. I wouldn't do it. But now—oh,
take It—awl with it remove the curse
that has followed mel"
A groan of agony came with the words,
His eyes looked past the amazed and
startled group to the open doorway,
Was Virginia's gray, drawn face as he
had seen it in his dream still before his
fancy? He looked again. Thett he saw
she v
' as really tipon the e t re h ld, her
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eyes mirroring the pity and horror her
trembling lips could not speak. She had
heard all.
Brighter Than be Thought.
Woo betide the luau who tries to
get.allead of a lawyer. Sueli tL oleo
is likely to be himself outwitted.
Vide a casein point, :1. y ou11glawyer,
hung juststarting1 •S )1'() i'si1011 1111. out
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his sign. 111 1, Connecticut town where
there WAS only one other lawyer, :t11
aged judge, A close-fisted fellow,
thinking to get legal advice for noth-
ing', called upon tiro young man, told
]1im he was very glad he had come
into the town, as the old judge was
getting superannuated, and then con-
trived 111 a sort Of noighbobl.y talk to
get some legal questions answered,
Then, tllfllklllg the young man, he
put on his hat and was about to leave,
when the young man asked if 1)e
should cbarge the advice for which
the fee was five dollars. The old
fellow ivellt into a violent passion,
and swore he Hever would pay. The
young lawyer told bim he would sue
Visa if he didn't. So the old fellow
went clown to see the judge, found
hint Boeing in his garden, and said:
—That young scamp that just c01110
into town! I dropped in to nage a
neighborly call on him, andlie charges
me five dollars for legal, advice.
Served you right, said the judge,
you had no business to have gone to
But have I got to pay it, judge?
Of course, you have..
Well, then, said the man, I suppose.
I must, and he started off.
Hold on, said the judge, aren't you
going to pay me?
Pay you? What for?
.for legal advice. -
What do you Charge?
Ten dollars.
The result was that the old fellow
had to pay five dollars to the young
lawyer Fid ten dollars to the olcl one.
—Golden Rule.
A Word to the Brides.
vat
A. Few Eye pgets.
Don't allots' a cold t lug. to strike
the eyes.
Don't have colored shades 'en the
lamps; 1150 white or ground glass.
I)on t go directly from a• waren
. i'Oonl dire a cold i'itW atmosphere..
• Don't open the eyes Under water
ill bathing, especially i11 salt water.
Don't let any st1'onn' light like
electricity, shine directly into the
eyes.
Don't strain tte eyes 11y reading,
sewing or any like occupation, with
an imperfect light, '
Don't bathe inflamed eyes. witlt
• cold water; that which is. warm 88..
Ball be borne is better.
Don't sleep opposite a window, in
such a manner that a strong light
will strike the eyes on awakening.
Don't above all things have child-
ren sleep so that. the morning sun
611(11 shine in their faces to arouse
then. i,a
Don't expect to get another pair
of eyes when these have been de-
stroyed by neglect or ill-use; . but
give them fair treatment and t hey
will serve f'aitlifully to the enc.—G ooct
Housekeeping,
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Hove to Got a "Sunlight' rieture..
Send 26"Su1tligbt" Soap wrappers (wrap,
per bearing the words "Why Doos a Wo-
man Look Old Sooner Than a man") to,
Lever Bros., Ltd., 43 Scott St., Toronto,
and you will receive by post a pretty pio-
tnre, free from advertising, and well worth,
framing. This is an easy way to'deoorate•
your name. The soap is the best in the
market and it wilt only cost one cent post-
age to send in the• wrappers, if you leave
the ends open.' Write your address care-
fully.
• I want to ask the young woman
Who is'soon to take up the blissful
task of a homemaker if she has ever
wasted sixty minutes in a real good.
think? The individual wlloln she is
about to make the happiest of men
has bundled her up in a perfect
potpourri of delightful fancies. His
sweetheart, soon to be his wife, is.the
dearest of girls. She has the temper
of an angel. Her tresses the sunniest,
ljer skin the fairest, her eyes the
loveliest, so think the enamored one,
and he considers himself the luckiest
of Hien to have won such a prize.
Don't disappoint the poor fellow, and
you will if you • cannot successfully
answer the following queries: .
lVhat will you do when you. cannot
dodge into mother's every day for
advice? What will -you clo if the
plaid of all work inconsiderately
concludes to leave you i11 the lurch?
What twill you do if your _ better
half proves a financial failure and
your gowns and hats must be made
Itt glome?
What will yon do if your bread .
box must be. supplied from the kitchen
and not from the bake shop? - 1
It is all very nice, very fascinating;
very loveable to be cute, girlish and I
.kittenish so long as Mother's roof
shelters you and the serious- respon-
sibilities of life ate not to b yours bear,
c.,(
but the man doesn't live, who is
going to put up for. any length of
Mine with the trials and Miseries
resulting from coquettish inexperience.'
You can play know-nothing tricks oft'
on the lover, but they generally I
prove utter and dismal failures when
it comes to the husband, j
The antecedents of • the artistic
rattle used in our orchestras was a '
gourd with half a dozen pebbles in it.:
An amount of Blood equal to all
that is contained -fn the body passes
through the heart once in every tlill'd'
minutes.
, At Saltsburg, Austria, a ntif.it WAS.
kept prisoner for fifteen years, during
which he never saw a human face,
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1 There are now seventeen erenia-
tories in the United States.
I In 1890 t11c' railways of the world.
wore estimated at 370,2$1 inikts.
It is said that South Africa last
year gave a profit of $20,000,000.
from its gold alines and. $8,000,000
from diamonds.
1 The average weight of' twenty
thousand leen and women weighed
at Boston was; Men 11Ile women 124.
—G. T. R. trains for Toronto and east.
leave. Wingham at 0.25 a. m. and 11.20 a.
• m. and 3.46 p, in., via Clinton and Guelph..
Good connections by all trains. -
The latest eensui of Europe shows
the population to consist of 170,81,8,-
5G1 males and 171,914,11!) females.
On some parts of the coast o.
!France when the wing is east the
mist that appears, it i3 said, a notice-
able perfume.
Dnessivarxe-A2iss H. J. Powell begs
to announce to the ladies of Wingllam and
vicinity, that she is prepared to do dress- .
making in the latest style and at moderato
prices.. A call solicited. Sherr- -Nearly
opposite Macdonald's block.
I Rudyard Kipling says that man-
eating tiger's 111 India soon become
mangy, and that indulgence in that.
kind of food Inas the added a(lvantag
of leaking the tigers tool:Mes.s.
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Photographers elainl that they can
!lake a picture of a rifle ball traveling
1 at it speed of 3,000 feet per seeomi.
Sculptors contend that the height
of the Venus de Medici, five feet Jive
inches, Is the perfect SWUM t'r►t'
W0111011.
Every well•develaped •arhilt ri!' the
gagman. species has 11tngIe!ltfiier.t'rincll
t() 1,40(1 squat'(' feet, 'l"Ills h(elil't'ss
powei' is sufficient to lift itself 1d,f1!it1
feet (sell hong.
Cave animals of North Anterica,1
according. toProfessorA. S,Packard,
Of Brown University, e,omj)!'i)as 173
-specie's of blind creatures, nearly nil
of which erre mostly white Ina'o1or.
CEIA1'T1:il,
XVI, 1
The snow wag fallingthrough the blas
g k.
night. Chelsea square was silent, and'
the wind among the line of trees stand.
ing setltinel Wise' came like a tremendous
ari' h aseendieg to a 1110811. Tho year
(•1u ; CO\'t•rt(Ia:U.l
x, D. C. the greatest our. of the
ago for IftdlgeStloe.
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Montreal, P. Q.
A Marvelous Medicine
WhfilleVor GiVoll a Fair Trial,
HoOdie Proyoe Its Merit.
'illd3 lollovi)sl)x letter Is front lair. r. Alehlo.
,, .eis$6;A ;b1tert8:111 surveyor, No. 163 Shaw
•r, $1,1400 001. ('spurges
is. lg, iirood z'n.,1.owefl, flTnsr,:
"dfle11tieneild-•1 11a1va bran taking I>iood's.
;t''4ltptelll8 for About stx pimitlet and atm glad
+sty that ithas done MO a Wen deal of good.
1. tat shit y )1i voisht WV( 142 poumis, but since.
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Sarsaparilla lla
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d's Sarsaparilla it hal in -
Maw! IA 1St i think llronrl'e Aarsaparlsla Is a.
to ievsliew itedteine and am very meet). Nowa .
wit 11, . A I,r'itnd ertAl'asa.
Heed'
eale ,hIlloutrsesn, faud oololshesra liverNaho, fad¢area.
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The choir 'was full (
Singing with heal
Witit melody pluses
Q ,s1
wheeett1itr
nh'eers.
o
f th
t'ltlgis
Went up to the fa
And throngs of Eris
' Drew nigh their s
But pot to 'Mee or.
With heimmly ie
The angels sing the
Of the greet etioi
And blending with
'L'heir Easter anti;
Until the rapturous
-Roll out beyond t
',$o heaven and. eartl
In those sweet ju
The unheard voices
Through the etert
Yet with the childr(
When lot far, far
The listening congr
Their flew a fsir t
Down oa the air it
Its wings are silt'
Now in the shadow(
w
As sNoome0n softtts breeze
reze
It stirred the list
Like whispers after
Like singing afte
0 Christ, thou lovi
Thine emblem wa
As round and round
By the grand oho;
.Each heart swelled
With joy and awe
Anti.Paradise to En
Aad Earth to Pa
—I41�
Capital ane
. Here is the way
Oscan puts . it: ":
shop. One lean in t
busy through the
dustrious. In the e'
ing some nice girl.
other men, in 'the sb
this thing. They 61
working evenings it
first young man by
these others, and go
of his own. Then
gill. Soon lie 1s a
wife out riding of a
five laborers—his fo
—who see him in
luxury, retire to
saloon and pass reso
is all eternal struggl
and labor." -
Don't Put
The necessity of spri
versally admitted. Th
the year in which to p
restore the lost appetite
the entire system, as t1
Early susceptible to bet
The great popularity
Sarsaparilla, owing to i
remarkahle success, he
the very best medicine 1
It cares scrofula, se
humors, biliousness, d•
kidney and liver eomg
all affections caused
state of the system or i!
put it off, but take I
.now. It will do you g(
Points of
At a recent meet
Sussex. Ii'arnier's
Sessions read a pap
of a Horse."
The greater the
ment the greater, 1
power of the horse,
remembered, too th
thoroughly good in
and weak in the
vice versa, it was 11
where it wase weak
true if the body tvc
the legs. There nl
due symmetry nip
greatest value of it
The bead of a hi
that required .eonsii
good averagetype•
eyes would; he. just
the head. The 1
sunken eyes was 'a]
and the reason us,
that such a horse et
it, an(1•so it kicked
d t measure.
It was a good p
have *ahigh crest 1
as the muscles fror
came to that poi
should be largo, as
only through tin
from these points, ;
all advantage, but
animas weight.
lug that it only
heads to'go
horse, atoillt whip
missedby paint
made the head 111t
A large necktni
power of speed, w.
great power in nhr
neck was short an
and strong. The sl
10 be large in 411'1
were attached all
lieki up the front •
N. 13. Agrieultur1