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The Signal, 1898-9-15, Page 3a to J•p•• passed to ltltg, 7 tete no sada, of Nye years a every ]am. ei her 111,601 3n l■ doe. wit 'hick fs precut, Meerut& °wase Hemmen% sae leis, Any M too at this sue, cue offense and diction against t la that seta{{. he Islands eve pan, la •ew ss. alter. IV produet. to be reline& will often pM great extent ky n roost la close summer. depends largely hlch it is kepi over the Boor ten causes ewe the faueiese ew days beton Re important to year than with hare geed stock w sad Premed e be killed ler ee, feed for 9.4 breed hos good sed that is the OS the mustier vigor 11 of the to fowls -wattle rreedy hens trots brie Mare and ret for it. rf ripid direetloo o ily hungry, 1.4 141 be kept cow 0. iENT, as "tut t of Ring bone, torte, but is • ingtbone and ss MURCHISON, tI.r.leg. tg. se mos 01701 ewes', remember ry preseeee-chine been watching be long, dark holing and thank 111. 1000 ant few n► iv your cm3 the doming du, tau of the hit angel et Hie pm east very NM* are likely to Ie bkh yoo may M s that may mei test to view W :od. Be sure teat you end thea, Y the traveler er stormy. Burris eta. I. L.wr•.e.. It. Iawresce Ave e wile., of Mud de. _ A Thorou Reliable WI. ed or widow pre every city, tom a, to act as sok* 11 advertised ad Easy to sell No drpoiit re. ences when R buffering faint. Ise HARRIET FREIl00TT SPOFFORD, lcopyrlght. eta.. by the Author 3 The river was sparkling, the boughs w ere weenie, the bees were hummiug, enables fell from the topwort tip of the tau tipped ethos and orders, tn. warm sir was full of the grant of flowers and the laughing of obildren, and suddenly se all tbe sweet trauquWtty came the Sarah clang of a tell. a bogs brass din. •er MIL "Oh. that poor sufferin saint!" Dried 1Lrs. Mather. rquniug to bar window. "I lecture el it ain't tooled! I denim how Ibe ever .tan's it! There they go, thew fellers. 1 .It'd think they'd be sabamed 10 death!" And while .be was exclaim• log the man in his abort sleeves in the 2ppoeite dooryard, with a wbite face and black burning eyes end a tangle of 1oomted hair, went on nourishing his great dinner bell over his head, ringing 11 with all bis might, and ball • damn glen who bad just thrown down their tools were running to answer it "Come un ! Come on !" he Bloated with I etr■uge boathouses and tbi*k artloule- 11013. "Come out 1 Come out I Up with ye! Up with ye I" And then • woman laced o01 of tbe bowie and skipped up se the borne block. halt laughing, ball trying and tossing ber apron over het face. "It's • .name t It's a l(vin shame!" cried Mra Mather, eagerly peering be - kind ber scab ourtafo. 1 declare I eoa't see why Humphrey Lavender don't fall dead, poor critter! And all them fellers gawkio and gapin round. 1 sb'd think -you'd have someth in better 40 do 'iib yoa•elf, Tum Brier!" she called. "Lord, Mir' Mather, 'tain't my holt," said Tom, stopping • moment ander the open window to tie his shoe. "She wants n• so. She's sat us partio'• ler. Sim says he's got to be humored e'en be beg the spells, she says- She aye it's her cross; and bis'° too. Lord, '{ain't our fault! I've got to go and bid ter In now." And he ran off posthaste. "Come now," cried Humphrey, Brill flourishing his bell boot his blazing bee. "Hurry op. I ain't no time to "este. Who'll bid her on? Here .be is —ain't worth her weight in sawdust 'Ifafathe biddin? Sally Lavender, i feet 6, as old as her tongue and a lit- tle older than ber teeth, and bee tongue's Mia 1n the middle. and goer at both Five moist Jo Born., your mon- ey'. buroio • bole In your pocket Do I hear 10? No scut of a wife -1 1e-10—fragile, n0 account Crestar. Tum, do you say—the price of • drink. ?ss, she ain't wuth much, but sbe's w.tb that Speak op {bete I Ten-10— do f bear 16? Who bid. 16 fora blamed Hg doll? I ain't a -{•kin you in—yoo knew her—ain't one redeemin trait— Mager of the old boy—idle—sbif'lom-- yea biddin, Tom Brier'? I'm natio her p for w'•t she'll fetch—ye. 1 be. "Fifteen-90—goin-20—am I offer- ed 93? By gorry, sbe won't fetch a Gone, at-90—to Tom Brier. had you man take ber now or bev ber bee" And thee the woman .prang from the block and ran Into the booms as if she could not bear it one moment longer, and the men dispersed, and liampbrey pocketed his 90 Dents. "'Tain't enough to All the jog," he Bettered as be went into tbe hones. 'Go.•rR I'll hev to sell ber over ag in.' "Here, dearth, you take this," said Belly, meeting nim with • bowl Tato which she bad hurriedly poured the con - hots of • skillet "Don't be a-dearyla me now," he B id. "It ain't • proper thing. ' "Well, never mind all that. Just lake this. It'. beef and berley broth, and 1 b'ilerl a pepper and an yiugtn in It. B's real gond and uoarishin," "Well." he said, "perhaps I will. Tea ain't no objeo' now lu makin way wet► me, so I don't Uoypo• you've b'en 's_wv Hamilton, M FARM T A NOME? improved and roved trrmia1 W Ieenatn. ah a bew time and b Iear. gena UYA1t go.. ttr4J /,,rr"" tg ■ ISTA I Co.. `•IemtIt'. d Ming $et its and o r Name aad ten, and wa aokagee as w w Of m at leo Pa' ram,. and IS desertbet 1ehbPIP" tel table Handwrite amount sold J• awl Street L STOCK H) WITH �Sf IRO 110 )OOENWAIE. FfR■ ■x00.. of s ; work BNJ FN a ea t o IWC ;.sal Streit T RNIA 'olio t. •D grades. maims, suet ('''"t model* L Ott.. Li Paws.. T•rw*ea ma eel OW die motchoset ,mesdi serte/n 1�Ialtr *ted "(lone et-211—Ito Tom Drier." tlakerin it. I'll give .oma to thereat an of nothin happens to ber =ebbs 11 take it." "Oh, I wouldn't wait for that," she id, following hie restless %elk with bowl in hatband. "Sip it while it's and hot " "You're altogether too familiar." be stopping and drawing himself ap, tntisiderin who you he. Tom Brier's e a fool of himself -90 cent. for 'at wasn't moth anything. Olt ont." "Re's all right," she mid cheerfully. Hee, i'll take some of it myself." od when the bad taken a few spoon, le and held rep the .teamfug, says.) 1 he lo,ked at hie a moment and allowed the rest * ">t+rr"'frer mid. '"I9'lat taste. Rood- re're a master head at•relish, Sa117- *bat yn1 dolt Mere?" he added, Iib a start mod a bewildered look. You're Tom Brier's woman aut." 4elttles,(" *he *hid, "Toa ain't no for me yet And you've got to bev One to ten' round, and I might es 1 step a spell.'. "Well --les' tell he sends for you." "lines you set down an lemur* brlle this little lamb chop. 11'■ real ten Aod hare'• a palate, boll hot"— "Ifo. 1 ain't call to eat"— "Ain't hr.ngryr'' .nipping •besot t•r,withst yea ba. And a mealy froth wibut tersaltaedt�per,andplenty beth r w she wee preparing I oke, for the table had been Ninth the bell tinging. and the 321111 was ten the mala. " i donna 'boat this," be mid as the 0kdea setae was slipped on IM plate hem "It smells sotto{ torn PHD.* amttered " ISOs., tan FM ear a Nn! We mnata't' live time chit o „Rh at to dogs. Y4e'ra .tea. is'. 1 (tally?" with a wmd.ring. lent. "Clere'3 I be of sonrisst" Arid while be was picking the buue like a famisb• ed dog birwelf ale was tossing a light large pancake and covering it with her peach sirup. noel folluwfug it with mu - other and another, ktepiug the great tup of mewl tilled 'all the time boside him. The doctor had said he must be ted [.11,1 overfed. Then Le leaned forward, hie elbows oa the table, aud stared at the high sunny wiuduw where a little jug of buttercups and clover stood and a bee buzzed and bummed. And his head fell between his bands, and we came and put b& arms about It and brought it forward w that it touched her'boul- der. "You're real sleepy," she said. "Yua jos' go into the bedroom and he down mud gib a nap, aud 1'11 Dover you He pot cot biz long arm, pmblug ber off witb the open palm of hie baud. "I'd like you to keep your distance," he said, rairiog biz heavy lidded eyes. "I know about morals, of you ain't no priuoerpele!" and he row and moved majestically to the calico oovered lounge ouder the wiuduw and threw himself down spots it. "You there again?" be said preatutly, as she pulled theeurtaiu across the wiuduw ever him. "Nu bead - Deal here," droppiug off to deep and waking again with a start to murmur, "'Taiu't proper," and then lost in sots, Ave minutes' vagary of a dream from which be sprung hallooing, with an idea that bewasttrowalug. "Take your ban's of't W1rrke roared. "You're a-cbokin mei III bey you hung for a witch yet!" And when the air was sal phaeton* with a storm of oatbr-[oat car died the blood of the little wumuu ora the stool at hie feet—be—ber hnebaud —a church member—the bid ber faire her aft lie reekffll to sad--fro,-the taus overflow iug. "L don't lite to see you cry, Pally, and yoo know it!" beoaid, etuppiug to gaze at ber, r .. "Ob, 1"-ejLatt'b,ixl:: aka..*:. "I sh'd think 'twos me that made yon cry," he mid irre.olute1y, ■0d he add- ed ander his breath. "timid of 'jinn own cassedutrs', Where's Polly?' he said presently. after standings moment and staring lu- to vacancy as if trying to recall h1e poor with. "That's what I want At+ taetP: "Where's i'olly?" "She's well took care of. 8be's—sbe's better wbere she is while yoo—while you ain't hello to well," a little tree- oloaa ..brill in the sweetness of tba ►odor; poffrckly well. Look at the dinner I've eat. I never felt better int my life. 1 could take you dowq,to.the river and drowod you quick as1 mold a kitteu. " " Yon c-ool,:n't drown a kitten, Hum- phrey." om- pbres." He made a step toward her. "At least 1 could," he said as she looked In his face, with the tears still on her own, "et you belonged to me. Bot be- ing as you're Tom Brier's now—you're a pretty woman, Sally," be said after lookiug at her ■ moment again. "Ef you bedn't b'en so blamed topple and bound to have your owe way, !wouldn't 'a' got red of you. Yon can bev your eb'lce now between Tom Brier and the river. Oh, my head, my bead!" There wase rap on the door, and then a shadow fell through the little vantage - way into the bright kitchen. "Uh, 1 forgot to bolt the door 1" exclaimed Mrs. Lavender. "I'll be bound you did!" cried Flom- phrey. " Who's this a -corrin into folks' hooses 'thong a by your leave?" "it's me, Humphrey; it's—yes—ft's me," piped a high thin voice with something like an escapement midway of It. utterance. "Oh, Mr. Bodge!" exclaimed Sally, wiping • chair that was clean before. "Come right io. Only you'll excuse as — Humphrey Isn't, --isn't quite as well •s"— "Who be you," cried Humphrey "tellln him to set down in my noose And you ain't welcome here, a-Bpyi round, Ivy Hodge, sod you know it." "My dear—Humphrey—I-1 rw11 think you can't know what—yes, who you're a-moyiu," said Mr. Hedge blend 1y and taking the chair. "A melee' man's welcome — yes — most any whores." Ceptln here," said Humphrey looking for his stick. "How?" said Mt. Hodge. "I said exoeptin here, and I ain't go In to bev you exchaogin looks wit that woman eytber. She don't halon here no way, tbanks be to praise. I'v allot kep' thin'* re.pectable, and e you've come to deal 'iib mesa a chure member I don't stand in need of non e good l your deali•, and ea gd day to you.' And os Mr. Hodge did not go be strode off bimitelf through tbe open doorway. "Oh, Mr. Hodge," exclaimed Sally brastbletaly, "I must go, too -1 can't D► let him off alone"— "That's jest it; yew, 1 a7 mol. Sem13," said the selectman, with his short, dry cough. "I-1 came to wee about, yes, about a-removin of nim, u 1 may may, to the asylum"— "Ob, no, no, I couldn't have 11I" cried Sally, but soder her breath. "It would break hie heart w'en he ones to.olio,He'll olio, round all right in a little while. lie allot doos. Yon mustn't think of It I-1 couldn't stand it myself I" "But Mie' Lavender—it ain't—yes, It ain't only you, only you. 1 may say, and nim. 11's—$t'e theoommunity—yeti, the community. Nobudy's safe, .o to ipeab--yea. nobody's mate with a crazy an Inose" — "U6, !w ata'{ oruy;l He's only jean a little mite 00('0 hie head. lie nevrr'd hurt a fly 1" the rried, hesitating nn the point of Otte foot and tying en her bon Del she hurrten, hy, a ennieeni slanting eae through her a brews eyes lifted au their m114. pitiftil appeal. "it* won't do nobody a berm am long's I'm near, and I'm near every minute and it's moat trued for this well to be over and 1 n take him hie hat—he'll be en mnrtifled Wen he ion" a to --end he'll the teat, oh, he's the very best husband any woman bee e'en he's ell himself"— "There. Mim' Lavender, don't now, don't get w0, an 1 may say, excited I Ile's -1 •eanin on to the gate now—yes, quite quiet Yes, and yoo needn't—that it to my, yoo needn't worry none. i won't to nothin 'Omit your—your o -opera don 1 As long's you can—yes, coated aim"— "Mostly lean manage," she said, her it gensbaktag w ane mold not Ne ber Wasp. sp. "Be's really—really— oh, be'f'Arae?3tf.!" "Yee, 1 know—yen" meta Nr. Hodge. laking up hie hat and pot is oat the bond ens W mop big fres "Bat don't hoe--y..--400'I seg Mink yet wnwli u 7 h R e• f h e b happier, as you may say, safer—that is, yea, nosier every way. e1 be war Souk our of"— "Ub, oh, ob I" soddenly opted the lit - Ile woman, covering bar fate with ber bands, through wbiub tbe Itar. spurt- ed. "1 can't hear another word! Tbe dear Lord knows what I've borue al- ready—e'en I first found Iteot—and 1 couldn't believe it -1 thought I war tecbed myself—but w'eu 1'd wake up In the night with him halide at my throat —and the baby. on, the baby!" "By gracious!" cried the *tattled Mr. Hodge. And be would have said "By graolous!" again if be ouuld have made up his mlud In season, when the took down ber hands, wiped ber eyes and with scarcely a trace of her teary to died out the door and smiled. His eaolamatlon bad restored her self con- trol. "1 shall have to leave you to lock up," ane mid, turning to Mr. Hodge with a pretty dignity, and as if nothing had been mid before, " We was grain to take a walk together, my humb•n and "Well." said Mr. Hodge when he went auto Mrs. Matber'■ fore room, a room resplendent with a piot:re of Cap- tain Mather's three mailer, the Mau of Moll, under full sail and 1n a gilt frame, and wltb • portrait of the late mptain himself that looked mach ar if the figurehead of his schooner might have sat for it, and where the pretty black eyed !Mittman always braided bar goats in the afternoons. "Well, I'm tree—yea, tree to confess I never, as you easy say".., "You may say jest w'at you please, lir. Hodge," cried Mrs. Mather, "and 1'11 say Hatter you. L'or of ever I Be a mfferiu saint pat open and no way to cinder and srougb to_nialte you doubt the ways of Clod to man"— "Qt-n..woulan either. as it were— Mn" MM Mr. Hodge, " Wiiab is jest w'at L mean. She's lone every thi she know ed bow 1okegg nrxru®Abttft7tlE% oirfire'D bS'a ag'in she acts jest's though everybody'd forgot it Forgot hi My land! I Dau look right into their beasa, and w'en I me bins Aouriabfn the ax roan (bat ba- tty a-settin on the floor and lookiu up and Iangbin into bis face till be dropped it, or *seizin Sally by the hair of Lei Bead and betidin her bead back, and the asisokiu them great still ryes o' beru, patient as a dumb critter e, Ind 'nothin but a spark of the old lo.e Deft in the midst of all his fury movie ser from destruction, and nothin bein Ione"— "But, Mi.' Matber—yea, Mie' Mather —tber's nothin to du. rib* don't. want aim took op. And that's all—yea, that's 111 the melee 'men are empowered—yea, is 1 may say, empowered to do. !t— res, it look. to me, Mis' Mather, as if Fon war—yes, as it were, a blessiu the Lord more than the aelec'meo, 711." "1 doupn but 1 be. Bot 1 donut) bow the Lord can look tally Lavender in the face. There—I've said It." "Mis' Mather, I-1 shan't, so to say, fes, repeat w'at you've said. It—yea— ln one point of view it docs credit to lour feelin's. Bot the Lord be—yes, as /00 may say, he rules the world his own way—yea." "1 durum) w'etber be does or not. Humphrey lavender ain't tbe dint of trig people on the mother's side that's b'en teside theirselves, and he wouldn't 'a' neem the last e1 Polly'd been spared. To look at that dear baby, with ber lit- tle rosy. smilin face, •-rgoiauyio up Der sweet eyes, I•ngbin and abowio ber pretty white heads of teeth, and to think the's got to go through the same thing —weal, of there's anytbiug makes you doubt j,etioe"— "There ain't," said Mr. Hodge, tak- ing up his bat and looking into it lift- ing out the length of his handkerchief and putting it carefully back—"there— there ain't. I don't want Do better—yes, argywent, for another life than tbe way—yes, the way Sally Lavender's heir trained for it, as you may say. And e1 It ain't the spent of the Lord that makes bee keep that madman from doin her a mt.cbief, then there ain't no 'merit of the Lord. And there is, Mis' Mather— yes, as you may say, there MI" . . Mrs. Mather wee silent, the etrtpa of her reg braiding banging limply over her Angers. "1 don't myself," began Mr. Hodge agaiu—"1 dou't—that is to aa7, myself, believe in no evil prinoer- ple. It's contrary—yes, to my idea of the power of God. Ye.. But I ain't D ever spoke of it before, so to say, al It might be thought—yea, a little -yea, • little Irreg'lar In a deacon. lint bean se we was talkin kind of Intimate"— "You can say jest w'at you like here, Mr. Hodge,, It won't never go no fur- ther. I'm real pleased to hev you speak your mind," snapped Mrs. Mather. "Well, then, as I was a-sayin—yea, • -sayto, it may seem—ye., it may seem d ag'lar, but of you allow the doctrl5N of tree will, Mis' Mather, thea Hum- He and sclzril the tint to one hand ani! MR wife'. rhtn in the other. pbrey Lavender's gran 'therm are reepon- dble—yrs, In on/ way or another, for ht.—yes, his melts. But the reason he don't kill Hutt hahy w'en he's refloor labia hie ax, or don't—yes, u you may mol, pot an end to Sally w'en be'*—yea, w'en he'm got her by the hair of the bead, is that the spent of the Lord is in him, and he—yes, is too moot foo the gran'tber.. Yea" Mr. Hodge," laid Mr.. Mather, laming forward a little breathlessly, "yoo area gond man." Ter -that is to say," replied Me. /lodge, growing guttered and plunging tot his bandkerehief, "I --I say to be." "Yon met" me ropewted with eon Oasis Bot while the aleleetman and the pretty widow mere dtaoasateg tate, Bee tali, twdtsen twig a stelae* Salty Lev - andel' wee fotlatwl.4 hes he bead tbroogb the byputb of the river wood, tbe lewless feet of fear falling before her and her tired eyes full of a horror of the kuew not what, At first liuw• pbrey had not ..seed to amities her. Theo he .booted, "This way now!" and "Otuue on 1 Come on 1" and "I'll lead yen a dame!" and then silence, and all the time be malutained bis gigantic strider to keep up with wblcb taxed her run - Wog powers. Tbe wild smilax vines tangled her feet, the boughs be parted flew back and bit bar face, • snake Nipped biutng ander her shoe, the briers oeugbt and tore ber gown, the thorns rcratobed ber bands and Ler ankles and her !este were wet with the boggy plasms through which they tram- pied - She took no heed of any of 1t, all her thought active only to fullow her bus - nand and keep btu) from doing himself a mischief. Sometimes be lingered • moment over • brown sunlit pool, and she hurried with •11 ber poor strength. Sometimes be wound bie way out of the wood and threw himself down on the Beep brink of the river, where • quick motion, a 'lipping foot, would end alt, and rhe hurried again to sink down gently in the long grass and the nod- ding daisier beside nim and lay ber band ou his arm and wonder in • blind way at the indiffereuoe of sky and wa- ter to her trouble. Tben it was up again and tramp away. She bad no joy of the soft waning afternoon, whose light .he had many a time before thought like tbat which might shine across the bills of heaven. She had not, the blaze of the sunset, She did Sot feel the aiming of the potpie, dewy dark nor hear tbe wild lamenting of tbe whippoorwills, and when near mid- night, in the bard, .cold shining moon, they reaehvd their owe door she bad no other seusatio0 than that sbe mast walk on forever. She lighted the lamp mechanically. The fire in the stove wee not all gone, basest --the bee* :he bai•ietFixoheov was Intl warm:-. The doctor had said, she repeated to berself again, that he m t be made to eat, She paused him our bowlful, and he took it ravenous- ly, while the drank a cupful herself. And be ate the Dastard pie she put he- fOre'him with no idea what it was be ate, his wide aud bathing eyes red, it as .mgd, with 11 . A;tl ilt his �rsis` If i only she could make him sleep! The doctor had said sleep would be his sal - yahoo, but when she had offered hire any of the anodynes it had simply aroused his fury. She bad bated to de- ceive him, but there was no belp for 1t She slipped a dose into the 0000g, whom own alightly bitter taste disguis- ed it. But just as be had taken the last of the eocoa he saw her putting the vial 001 of eight. "Don't you come near c e with that poison stuff!" he shout,:.{. " I'll pour it down your own throat of you do. Here! By king! 1 will any- way!" And with a atride•be had seized the vial in cue band and his wife's chin in tbe other, and in • miuute the whole bottleful and death with it would have been her portion, for elm could not escape the terrific grasp, she oonld only lift her band and lay it on his /boulder m the way of an old caress. A shiver ran through him. He trembled at the touch. The vial slipped to the floor. "Here," he cried, "Ain't you the wo- man 1 sold to Tom Brier ouce? What in nation you here for anyhow? Git out of this, neck and crop." And he lifted ber as If she bad been a leaf and sent iter flying tbro0gh the door. Then he shot the bolt home and stalked into the bedroom and trembled a/ he was upon the bed.. Sally Lavender lay on the grass where she bad fallen, too tired to pick herself tip, too wretched to know that she was tired. It was under the thick leaved shade of the apple tree where no dew tell. Before she could gather what had happened she was asleep. She woke with a start when the had d ept perhaps an hour, full of terror of something unknown, which resolved it- self almost instantly Into something too well koowo. Sbe was icy oold for half • moment, and then .32e was burning In a glow of indignation from head to foot. But a she wrung her bands toe touch of ber wedding ring controlled h er like • talisman. "It isn't him; it moo hem!" .he sobbed. "He'd never do it in the world. it's the sittings alt jangling wbichways. And, oh, it does seem so cruel. Bat I mnetn't.1 mustn't— and be so good and gentle and lovin w'eu be'■ all there. And I've said it—though be slay me yet will I trust in him --bud perhaps it's my trial—oh, deer Lord, help me to beer the harden, and Lord, Lord, be merciful to him!" She rose after amt bile and went tip- toeing round the house. The lamplight streamed from the bedroom window, and, climbing on the trellis', she looked fs. Her heart gave a great plunge of joy—there he wan on the taut in a deep deep. the longed to get in, to iooten necktie, to get hit clothe* off and make nim ct.mfnrtable. But the whi- tlow was feet, and even if she Dock! it would waken hint, told the deep was loo prerlcna 11e might wake at Iaet, an be Lad die before, all right even if weak to extremity. Her heart yearned over hlni eta mother's heart yearns over •.offering child. She crept round to the dooretep and sat there keeping guard. Pout° had gone off on a sheep raid with Prince Mather. The eat came and curled upon a corner of her gown. While the tett there the morn went down, rad as a burning Lrand gbenched in the river. Tbe Rhadow folded shoot her like. garment. All the little boom wag {till am death. The roil and dewy air wee Twat wittr the tragranee of the flowers that enure to hIr in faint and honeyed waft*. A drnway mixt of /tars hardly disturbed the tlnrl:Heirs of the night. There wee no pound but the lipping of the {leer end now and then the village clock that tolled the hour or thegnick wrangle Of pnme neighbor's clock through the open windows, Every once t0 awhile who went round end looked fa and saw Humphrey still sleeping. A light wind came fntlaring • born her—the dawn lied stirred in the night. Am she mot upon the low step, not ennscioos of being tired or sleepy, only oon.eloas of listening, It was all b Iw,et and .tf11 and solemn, it seemed u if the night itself were a fom{manlon with unknown force. Its pekoe entered Into her enol. iib felt a though she leaned ber head on the breast of her Heavenly Father. A little bird piped beside Menest A trill stemmed it All the mentees w.wM was awake with wild meets threugh the Maar dark across the water aura he rhythmleal rowing .1 oar', She stole .nand again la tender fright, but Humphrey wee *till deep• tag. A die ,,i of light rather than light huff had lntert.ted the dunk. It grew with slow pules end welling till gray war gold and gold war ruse roti Luse was silver blue, swellsug like the pre- lude to great music, as if dry bad never been before. Everything was drippiug and sbaklug mud sparkling with dew. The bright light breeze went rioting to the leaves. Nu one stirred. She had abet day as the night alone to herwlt. "Tbe Lord's been good to me," .rid Dally Lavender. "He's give me a real meatus oe„ She waited till Tom Brier Dime along whistling to his job. She had never talked of her trouble, but she bad wmetimes reseed help of Tom, aud be brought a ladder round to the back of the hoose mud held it and looked the other way while she found her way iu at an upper window. Then she slipped down the entire and closed the bedroom door and uoirelterly lighted ber fire and ret the meat to stunner fur his strong rich broth and washed and re- freshed herself and allowed herself a long, sweet slumber on the lounge. the creptigyy and by into the bedroom where Humphrey still slept, although stirring now and then, and held a cup of broth to his lips, her arm uuder his pillow, and be drsuk it without onclosiug bis eyes. She gave it to him so twice or thrice during the day, and piece by pleoe, slowly, and at long intervals, she removed his clothes, end with cautious lifting and tugging of all ber poor lit. Ile strength had blm decently in bed, and. rhe took her own morsel et food and lay down outride and waited. There war peace iu her heart. There wag even a deep, still joy as she tbuught of the veer growiug on the little grave where Polly lay—the child for whom she bad feared- the father's fate, and whom, white her heart half broke with lee. and longing, she bad been glad to lay away before the trouble could come upon her, Tbe day went by like the marching of an enemy's army. All the village ,kaptagoiettabaathals dans, neighbors knew - 1t was Humphrey's time of slumber now. The children's laughs anti crier were far away. Even the bees and bird. mde drowsy 020110. When farof in the tililight the whip- poorwills began to •sing, she laid her Own weary bead upon the pillow, lir• toned a moment to the deep, calm breatbin1 beside ber and felllyl1 ep, ft wan 1n rite dead of the dark that she awoke witb two arms around her and a roagi cbeek resting on her own, a rougb cheek wet with tears. "Wife!" whispered Humphrey. "Wife) I'm all right Ten 1 be. Bat I kind of feel es though rd -been dragged through seven cities, and ez though you'd had a tug of It, too, tally. Hey I b'en abnitn of you, mother? Wee it one of the bad ones?" And Sally pressed her cheek closer. "There, there," she laughed and cried. "'Twarn't nothin at all to speak of." - THx 100». A1,11 E 1\ THE GRAVE. THE CHANCES FOR SUCH A FATE ARE EXTREMELY REMOTE to Time. or Plague mad P••t,lenos the lirrate.t banger of Premature Hurtal Heists The Matti Teel That la Appned I■ Vienna. Most of as have a liugering love of life, and the thought that there is jest the bercwt portability of being buried alive muds a *buoWer thnwgh us. Medical men know that the human body in time of illuem and at other liens, tun, 111 liable W temente all the outwerd appearances of death without the final reparation having actually taken p11101. There are the 0011144 cata- leptic and other forme of the uucou- wchrla state, each one bringing in its trend the very simulation of death itself. "Happily, a medical waa nowadays, " said a pbveician to a reporter, "ezpe- tienctm no difficulty in declaring his pa- tient to be dead, as a geueral rule, but it may perhaps happt'u ouce in his life- time that lie may have • doubt, to which case oouvictipu either way ful- lows upon bio Andiuge, whioh are sim- ple and conclusive, and iu which be cannot be uiistaken. "1t is uufortpnetej hue! thaj,t.tere trOrisuuila of nervosa people now Tallied► about is., fear of being buried dive. this utorbfd ounviltion coining about through reading of an isolated CAM bappeutug here and there, where perhaps' some one has had • narrow es- cape of being rublecte l to a living buriet • "These 'escapee' greatly outnumber *hese of the actual occurrence 13.x'11. ,The . eataieptio.-ns. atl7 aboweeigun of life just iu the nick of time W disup- potltt the undertakers and to relieve sor- rowing friend', "Of course, mach of the evidence on fqb the al •saasarrv, arrrr- �y I. 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Igourgue Whlttlepay stood with bowed -eM Asalnb.i.db aha wits' 31e west • Bnrtensh tltlogb•m, for she Was beatNl- 'fnl In spiteol her Boston birth, and In ad- 'dltion to her l,vely face and graceful form she had a rlob father. It is little wonder that the young man wait troubled. She had just told him that she could never be his wife. "And," he asked after a long and pain- ful silence, "1s thio your final derlslon?" "Yes," she answered; "our dre.m ei "fibro elbded.'a :i -• ••r s- v,nca.- "But." he went e0, "you told me only yesterday that 1 was the only man yo■ had ever really loved." "I will be frank with you," she said, and her voice was without a tremor. "Yesterday when you came here we began talking about the weather. It t. always • dangerous subject, but you had shown De Inollnation to discuss Ibsen or Maeterllnk, and so when you rid It was gentles warmer I matte nu effort to check you, be- eease—heeauss f loved you and was will - Ing to sacrifice my own feelings for your comfort.. " "Yes." he urged; "plasm go ak. tae sae know the whole truth." "Well," she bitterly mourned, "you were not willing to ',imply talk about the weather, but at length you, as you doubt- less remember, wont around the corner to the drug Here for the purpose of finding out bow warm ft was. Then you ansae back and raid the thermometer had gone up six points. I have tried hard to over- look 11—to forget lt,—bur the effort has been t0 vain. Thermometers do not ge up. Sometimes they-ge down—when the nails break. But the. tesuponatu» 1. lndtoated by the fluctuations of the mercury. I saa- •ot,,jj)ee happy as the wife of one who says 'taut thermometer has gone up.' Ooodby, Lyeurgu.. 1 shall always hold you is grateful remembrance for one thing. Yon betrayed yourself before it wan too lab." But he had hes revenge. After they bed shaken bands and he had looked around to make sure that her stalwart brother was not present to do him •Iolsneal ba r : "Wedell, I'm glad I don• it anyway," Yid ren. Theythen hmeA her where she had fallen, and when the latest bulletin was posted her fate wae still In the balance.—Cleye- land Leader. Drew His {aka-kawka. Aoccrding to an Oklahoma paper, "Bill Walker stepped into the office of the Osage Indian agent op Tburzday fast and drew his kali-a-hawks." In stead of telling bow Bill hacked the agent with bis keen weapon the papas explains that "kak-a-bawka" is {Sola Osage word for oat, {'. f;0.'ta*u'-.rsearer•- Halloo■tag tke Alpo. An attempt to eros/ the Alps in a bal. loon, alerting from the Italian side, will be made next summer. The intention is to keep at a beigbt of 15,000 feet se long M poaoi ble and to take,pbotograpb- to views and make scientific obeervatiocs (luring the passage. • A Lest Ogroort■■tel. The Chicago Record says that some time ago a young organist secured per- misdon to practice on the big organ in the Auditorium. An elderly mai walked in and took a seat a few rows away from the musician. The young organist noticed him, and was encouraged to "*bow off" and do a few tricks of play- ing for his audience. He rambled on for an bony, and the elderly man mat there, apparently impressed. Tbe young man tired et last untie :am about to lock the organ when the elderly man ap- proached him and said in broken English that he wished to play for • few min. Wes. "They don't allow any one but an experienced organist W tench the in- strument," maid the young man loftily. With a littAe gesture, suggestive of meekness and humility, the stranger presented his o.rd, "Alexandre Onll- maat, Paris." Then it wail limo for the young or - unlit to *w tem. He had mimsed the ' chance of Irl' life. For hn hour he had been entertaining the great muster with homemade drivel. Where to Corry tttampa, "Hotlines'; men have curious ways of carrying their postage stamps," maid the *tamp clerk the other morniug while sitting in hie chair at the stamp Window in the general postofmce. "A good many moo who poet their letters here always have one or more stamps about them. Some of them carry their stamp* in stamp cantos„ but the econom- ical man carries his stamps ander the band of him hat or in his pocket.. „Tlie other day a young man called for 'five twos,'and, putting one on a letter which he bad to mail, be took out his watch and opening the back of it slipped the remaining stamp* Hutu the Cafe. They don't stick to the cover, and that is about the tlegjt way one can carry atatuya if be.ine noes York Sun. • "Are you not *nomad to look your eblldren to the faloeTI1 id -.tie un- happy girl. Her father bit his lip*; that done, ha out loose. "1 will no ion , etnhtre to be nn, petty reproached ' he cried. "Yeo Side get year pre nope* fmn27 our mother's folk•"' Sinking into a Chair, be wept weak tears, rat t etrong enough indeed 10 phase ro e the lors In thevpholatertng,— Doit JOnlmaL Pst.eer 1. reset, Deowmpoeition in animal proincts of- ten develop* poisonous alltalpid,, and oases of I I Mesa teem eating canned Ronda are 0w0a117 teeoel to this lmma. 'fliers is also an element of danger In salts Ibalt may be formed by the action of tit. oontenta ret the ran. Bonk these sources 01 danger ba►e been redeoetlee a mini. mum by improved methnd.0f gag•11ag, but it le idle to deny that they estgt, hi▪ dokidd *assumableprimentioa solot mowed $rttlds !awe, that bodies On exhumation have been occa- sionally found distorted, tbmeb-y'foater• ing' the notion that this or that oostO pant of the coffin has died from Buffo. cation, a theory which is supported by the favorable condition of other ex- humed bodies. "But the idea is altogether wrung, in met Itt renter!. if "till weT1 7ttt vbh among thew who have marls it a study that the apparent distortions, instead of deronetntttng a liviug burial, pure- ly depend upon natural causes brought about by decompieiticn, the influence - of which is sufticientliaidenng enough to bulge out, and even buret, leaden puffins. This phenomenon does not hap- pen in every cane, but it does in • great many. "Nn, not I shall not go .o faros to sal that a premature burinl has never takeu place, but it has tic; occurred Dao i often as is thought. 1 dare sty it may occur to timer of plagues and pest) deuces, where the presumed dead are buried within a few bolus of death. That is where ranch mischief lies. But when panic prevails where does thought Dome in? "In plagues, such as cbolera, the state of collates is so profound that it may perfectly simulate death Steell, but the rvrtoml of burying the dead on the day of death is fortunately ora the wane,' even during advanced epidemics. It ie probable that in the absence of medien1 aid in panic times in country places abroad it has levy to living burial—in- deed it must have done. But the last end of all under each couditioni is Met, olful, for it west not be forgotten that if you are 'unconscious' only while be- ing hermetically sealed in your cofllu you will never again experience volun- tary motion or sensation. "Iloweyer, where the doctor can be ooneulted, liviug burial i. impossible 8V011 in a cholera pauiu, for there are certain bodily movements which goner. ally occur after death from cholera,_1a the absence of which • medi& mate would hesitate to certify for burial. "In ages gone by and in uncivilized countries still it is possible that uncon- scionscatnlcptics, or persons dragged to apparent death, may have been and perhaps stall are oecaeionalty bad. alive, but I do not belies. that in onr D. Got Her. "Humph," growled the mnlalmtllloa• alae, "so you want my girl's hand, 60 your Have you lots of enterprise?" "Well," retorted the hardy swain, "I'm after the only daughter of just about tb rioheet and meanest man in them parte." , —New York World. own country or in any civilized land Tardily Acknowledged. such evente are possible. "In Vaenna the custom prevails of taking a body to the mortuary on the eve of burial, where it i. -.tested.' Thimbles are placed on the lingerie of the dead, to which ant attached wires connected with the mortuary bells. "Have the bells ever rung? Yes, once "It is impart We for a doctor to rule take nnconreiouanwa in its varied forms for death. "Some tHMI ago itWag suggeeted that a law should be tamed leaking 1t nonn- pnlwery for a n,edi'nl man to tent bodies before giving a certificate of . death Testing by electricity was thought of, but it_itan Dunn io13--yet-Whether electricity kills or only stuns- At all events, we in this country are not conn vinoed that inch a test would be satis- factory ur afford sallkcieut evidence of death, elthongh it bee ill value. On the other hand. I dent think legislation of this kind is neeersery It would ter fainly reflect upon the medical profem Eon. 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