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The Exeter Advocate, 1895-2-21, Page 7A Then I went back ae I (tame. Nothin WOMAN'S e' GINE but death eould part them, elm ha,d said - Death had parted them defeat from, ray Her A EX-DerneeluVh. Published by permasien of the owners of the 0opyrigle. aloe emus%) "Before you go hence you can render ,yOurself no shade lees black in the eyes of those who have known • you, if you will," he said, "You have been hunt d down; WC1 hold the proof that you are the murderess of your husband and his ,sister, Rebecca Schwartz; that you have, robbed your friend and protector, the man who, above all others, you should have hold sacred, and that you have at- tempted the life of his wile; we know that three times bore to -night have you crept to this door prepared to do whet you home done to -night; but Charles Durand was not ready to eease to exist, and so you found no access. To -night Charles Durand has ceased to be, but you are his destroyer only in intent, I am the one who has wiped out the existence of Charles Ditrand, together with the neces• laity for him. See I" He bends forward; he takes her hand; he draws her to the bedside; then he draws down the sheets', pulls at the blonde hair and beard, and she sees that the thing of terror is but a plaster of Paris head, adorned with a flaxen wig and beard. Again that strange cry escapes her 3ips; she realizes how she has been sur- rounded by enemies and undermined, with hr eyes open. Your plans were well laid," continued Neil Bathurst, "but I suspeeted you at the time you robbed Mr. Durand, in order to bribe Nina Amain, and I have been on your a a,ck constantly sines you. killed Clarence Arteveldt." Ah, that has told, She throws up her hands and utters a shriek of agony and *terror. "We know all about that, too," he goes on mercilessly. "All your letters and his, all your forgeries, are in my posses - lion. The valise you flung into the lake esontained worthless rags, your cloak, rent famous little dagger: your keys, -even your stolen jewels, are in my hands. Nina Annin has been arrested and has •confessed all -told all that she knows concerning you. Your lover was false and you killed him. Will you make a statement, a confession of that crime, or shall that help to turn the scale against you when you are tried for your life as your husband's murderess"Prudent to appear in public. For a little - With sudden fury she wrenches herself from the grasp of Rob Jocelyn who has will find you a safe and pleasant abiding kept a detaining hand upon helonger you must remain in seclusion. I r, Leaving lest she do herself an injury. Her eyes place for the few days that must inter- -vane, before you may stand in the high - hand. Now who Woulcl dare tale Clar- ence from, me. Oh, God! Oli, God I" She throws ' her arms aloft.; agaio, as on the night when Niue Annus broke to her the news, she 'writhes in agony. When she speaks agaia it is in a strange, hollow, half whisper, horrible to hear. "All the next day I kept ray room. I saw no one, heard nothing. Then, she eame'that hated. woraan. ! how I wish t bee killed her then ! ' She told me that Clarence Arteveldt had been mur- dered. How did I live? How did I? Hear me, uen 1feel now as I did then, as if I were going mad! I had meant to kill Len 're Allure Eis wife! By the mem- ory of the man who died in her stead, I swear it! Take me where you will; do with me as you will. I have been gallty, but I regret taothiug save that blow." Again she flings her arms aloft and then falls heavily forward, to be caught by Bob Jocelyn, while the others stand horrorstricken by her last words. Whas perils has not Lenore Armyn escaped ! They raise the prostrate form and lay her upon the bed, where now a corpse might have been; and then len, Richards glides forward; she has been near ab hand from tht very first. When she is at last re- storecl to coneeioesness, all her firmness, all her courage, all her strength has de- serted her. Cool, audacious Nina Armin might well despise her now. But theta vile though she be, Nina Annin is no murderess. She who was known to the gay world as Aura Durand, goes forth fro ra the mansion where she hasgeigned a queen,never to be known as Aura Dur - end again ; nevermore to cross, or dese- crate that threshold. In the gray of morn- ing Rob joeelyn takes her away. Abject, sullen., hopeless, she goes, to be known only as "Elise Schwartz, the murderess," until death shall °lain'. her. C.FLAPTFIR LT.- A RMINION AT GrainaemeN .1151WS. Once again, and for the last time, let us visit the rooms of Gentleman Jeff. When, as the resalt of Francis Ferrars' strategic entree co into the gambler's holy of holies, Lenore Armyn had become fully convincel that she was not the helpless, hunted, friendless being she had. believed herself to be; she became all at once a model of meekness and declared herself willing and ready to be guided by the aclviee of her friends. What should she do now? To which Francis Ferrars had. replied : "Mies Armyu-Lady Lenore -you are safe -from all save annoyance; but until the real murderess is found, it will not be So to -day, a little after the hour el noon, Lenore, Doetor Auetin, Gentleman Yet and his mother sat in the .gambler's [Splendid parlor, chatting quietly and waiting. Presently Steps were heard without, and then the door opened, ad- mitting, Rob Jocelyn, Charles Ruthveu, and two veiled ladies, who, at sight of Lenore, sprang forward with little eestetic cries, and throwing back their veils, revealed the faces of errs. leuthveu and Kate Seaton. After their greeting was over, which was not for some moments, Kate present- ed' Robert joeelyee and Lenore frankly extended her liana, saying: "Oh, I loatev e greet deal about you, Mr. jocelyn, and I intend to appropnate all the friendship yoa have to spare. Mr. Ferrara has told me how you have kept your baud upon, my enemy, Jason. 33red- wardine. Oh., how little I dreemed-what strong friends, what brave defenders I might have had long ago." Then she introdtmed the new c,omers to Doctor Austiu, Gentleman Jeff, and his mother. A few moments more and Fran- cis Ferrars, Neil Bathurst and Mr. Hale appeared. As Neil Bathurst approached Lenore, she looked. up in his faee, saying gravely, but with a mirthful gleam in her eyes t e 'Mfr. Bathurst, are you prepared to shake hands -and bury the hatchet ?" "I don't know," retorted Neil, with even more solemnity. "I have no faith in you -not a particle. In a few mo- ments we shall be staring blankly at each other, and you will have gone down through the floor, or up through the ceil- ing, or out at the key -hole. Have you got seven league boots, or an enchanted carpet ?" "No," laughed Lenore; "butt I have a very active pair of feet. I feel quite proud to have dodged Bathurst, the de- tective. I shall boast of it as something worth having done." "Of course you will," with a comical glance at Doctor Austin, who stood near, laughing at this badinage. "You and Doctor Austin will chuckle over it to- gether. But I'll have nothing more to do with you. If you run away I will laugh at the folley of the man who tries to catelx you. I won't cope with an ignis fa,tuus. There were some more jests, and then some sober conversation. The detectiyes told of the manner in which they arrest- ed the counterfeiters. And then Francis Ferrars described the scene of the pre- vious night, when Elise Schwartz was stopped in her career of crime. After this there ensued along, awesome silence, which was broken at last by Lenore. "How strangely fate has worked," she said, in low, grave tones. "My life has been sought, again and again. Yes I believe she did intend that dealt - blow for me. If Miss Amain has told you of Aura Durand's visit to me, then, of course, I may speak of it; may feel released from my promise. What she, this murderess, said of that visit was true. I did say that only death could iuterfere with my mar- riage to Clarence Axteveldt. Now I understand the look she gave me, and then the sudden drooping of the form as she turned and. went out. flash defiance; some thought seems goad- ing her to madness. "Yes," she cries, "you shall have the statement you so much desire. My career pr fen" is closed, I see that. I feel it, and I am Then Lenore had turned to Gentleman eo young yet. I am Elise Schwartz, you ewe, „vie g est places, and face the world; unless you can. name a place that will not be new and strange, and that you would • say. Can you tell me who I was before "Sir, are you tired of me? have 1 vete that ? What could you expect from a ried your good mother? Will my absence thild flung to a band of gypsies -left to be a relief to you?" .-,grow wild among them, with no mother, "Miss Armyn I" said the gam.bler, in no father, no name? For years I knew amazement. 'The protection I have of - no other life, but I knew I was not a fered you. is not of the best, but it is free - „gypsy. I envied every richly dressed ly yours as the best should. be. As for woman_ I saw. I longed to dwell in houses my motiter, let her speak for herself.” -and tarry in cities, not to move on, and 'It is a Pleasure to me to be With you, on, and on. One day a fine lady saw me Miss Armen," said the old lady, earnest- -and. she took me with her to be her maid. ly-. "1 almost regret your good fortune." She had wealth and many lovers. We Lenore turned to Ferrars. lived in gay Pans,. and I nearly went mad with delight at the life we led. I watched, I listened, I copied, P learned fast -fast. One day, when I was barely -fifteen, My Lady discovered that I was a riva.1 to be feared, and she sent me away. We were in London then, and I was at a loss. Well, I met that old Jew, and he fell in love with my face; in spite of his -sister's entreaties he marne t xae. I knew that he was rich, but I did not know how mean he was. "I expected dresses, jewels; I had noth- ing,just nothing, and I was watched like a, prisoner by that ugly old. woman, Life was terrible to me then, terrible! I longed for Paris, for the old life ; for music,and laughter, and light. I ien- dured t for two long years, and then -I killed them. In the city lived an old .,gypsy fortune-teller'who had done so many evil things that she had been ban- ished from her tribe, the same tribe that I left; she knew me wheu we met in Lon- don. She -was skilled in many dark ways; the would do anything for a little money; 'she taught me the use of the little stiletto, It was to her I fled after the thing was -done. She dyed my hair, she procured me cosmetics, she sheltered me tor a time but I feared her and I fied. I fled tsi Paris, and then I disguised myself more ..effeetually. My dark hair was made yel- low, my almost swarthy complexion. blonde. I sacrificed my long. eyelashes and dyed them light ; I partially shaved my dark brows and changed their shape, -and my teeth, that were large and too easy of identification, I had drawn out, every one and a false set of an entirely -different one, and size made. Then I was ready to defy detection. "Fortune seemed to smile upon me. Mr. and. Mrs. Durand met me; they had buried their daughter in a strange land. I told a most pathetic story and they -adopted me, You know the rest. I cisme here; in New York I met Clarence Arte - veldt. I was young, and in all my changeful life I had never loved. But I loved him madly, unto death. When learned of his falsity, of his coming mar- riage, 1 went mad. I appealed to him. It was useless. I visited Miss Armyn by 'stealth, and she swore that nothing but death would sepexate her from ray lover. I had my dagger in my bosom; for a mo- ment I was tempted to spring upon her an.d bury it in her heart. Then another thought came. I would wait and be re- venged on both. I bowed ray head and went out from her presence; but was thinking, thinking, "I knew nothing of her hatred for Clarence. I thought she loved him. I laid my plans -you know what they were -I did not attend the wedding; I could not, and so -'X knew nothing of the 'bride's flight. 'Whet I stole into that still house, with my dagger in my hand, was as firm as ademantes She moves a step forward, her eyes are fixed on vactiney, she seems 'to be react- ittf that horrible scene, went with firm, still tread, and uerves like Steel. I reached the bricleil ehamber ; I had prepared rayself to force an entraneite but tbe dose' was unlooked. Softly I stole in, the lights were very dine I could just see two f ams lyina side by side. I drew near to the bride's pillow; beside it was a dainty stand -with a basket, of snowy floweie upon, its I bent down - el, how teem I was -I put one finger on the forehead, for I could not see clearly who -e) to strike I felt the vein of the ...temple, and then'T drove my dagger home. "I will stay here, her. Ferrara, she said, quietly. "Here I" d the Englishman., in some surprise. "But—" "I shall stay here," interrupted Len- ore, suddenly forgetting her meekness. "When I came to this gentleman as a fugitive, with a price set on my head, he never hesitated for one moment ; his house had. brought ray trouble upon me, he said, although he took an involuntary part in that shameful deed, and now his house should shelter me so long as his doors stood intact, and. he had strength to sta,nd. between me and danger. Then he went straight and brought his mother to me. He nug,ht have given me up to the law, and claimed a rich reward; in- stead he has treated, me as if I were an empress. Tem say that am no longer the hunted, friendless fugitive who sought his protection; that I a,m an heiress to a vast fortune and lofty name. You call me Lady Lenore. Well, Lady Lenore will remain the ,guest of Gentleman lett, and if she should live to dine at the tables ofprinces and kings she -will never have a host that she will: honor more." The Englishman felt the rebuke her words implied. "You are right," he said. "And -you are a true aristocrat." ' -o while the net had been closing about Aura Duran.d, Len.orct kemained the gaest of the prince of grunblers. .e'rancis Fer- rars came from time to time, and they talked of her future. Finally, Lenore wrote a letter to Doctor'Austin., instruct- ing hira to be ready to come to her any moment ; and upon receipt of a telegram from a certain Francis Ferrars, to come to the city, brin.ging her mother's papers vrith him. It must be confessed. that Le- nore's meekness was of short duration; her courage was too high, and her heart too strong to be kept long under a cloud that had,so much of brightness behind it; she began to feel glad to be alive once -more ; to rejoice because of her youth and health. with the unreasonable exultation that youth and health and innocence brings. She sent a half penitent, vsholly characteristic message to Neil Bathurst, and his reply was equally like himself. that I did, not know all this myetery, bu mt that y hnowledge extended beyond his. He had promised my mother to act for me without question. And 'when I put him to the test he kept his wore. I told him that there was apemen in the eity who had some power over me, and who would use it to my injury ; that I feared that I had not acted in aceorda,nce with my mother's wishes.; that I had not kept myself in the seelernon she had advised. That them was another strong reason why I wished to vanish suddenly from among my friends, a reason which I could not then confiee to him. If he would aid me and ask no questions, he should always know where I was, and all of my movements, Of eourreemy obstin- acy gained me my point. Doceor Austin arranged that I was to be received at Doctor Barton's Asylum. That was my idea; I thought I could not have a eafer retreat. When I left the supper room, clad, in all my bridal white, chance favor- ed me; not one of the servants or waiting coachmen saw me as I ran te the nearest corner and sprang into the carriage. Doctor Austin himself sat on thebox, and 'within he had placed a valise containing a dark, plain dress. Before we reached the asylum I had exchanged my bridal dress for the dark one, and Dr. Austin himself hardly knew that I had made an exchange. I had' previous- ly sent a small trunk to ray new rerteet, and as soon as I could do so I burned my briial finery. I lived. a very quiet life there for three months. I had drawn oz the doctor for enough money to carry me through, should an emergency raake it necessary for me to go elsewhere; and when Mr. Bathurst appeared, andI fled to the protection, of the ballet mistress, e found that money was a friend indeed. "1 had such perfect liberty there," re- sumed Lenore after a moment's panee, "that I doubt if 1 could have proved myself to have been in the asylum all night. It was easy enough for anyone, not locked in their rooms, to go in and out at Doctor Burton's at all Mune" "The look was inten.ded.for my death - warrant, and then her sudden change of manner was inspired by prudence. She wished. to deceive me into thinking her simply crushed and hopeless; and I did think so. She looked very lovely and very pathetic that day; but I was too bitter to pity any one, least of all my- self; and. she has committed so many crimes. Heavens, how horrible! While her hand was stained with the blood of the son, she has been the chosen friend of the mother." "Yes." said Kate Seaten, with a sud- den flash of the eye, "I call it retribution upon Mrs. Arteveidt. I have heard those t wo talk of finding and dealing with Leonore, until my blood has fairly boil- ed. And I hated Aera, Durand from the very first. I promise you a scene'Mr. , Hale when you come to tell Mrs. Arte- veldtto-night, that she can not wreak her vengeance upon Leonora Armyn then turning suddenly to Formes, "do you know any more concerning that strange meddler ?" she asked. "Be is well watched, Miss Seaton ; that man was Bra,dwardine," replied the Eng- lish detective. And this made it necessary to tell to Lenore, Mr. Hale and the other un- initiated, the last piece of rascality at- tempted by Jason Bradwardine. Suddenly, Len.ore turned to Neil Bathurst. '1 have made you an enemy," she said, regretfully. Mr. Bathurst, that man will harm you if he eon. Why did you spare him that day ?" "Mise Armyn," replied. Neil, gravely, "I spared him because if arrested he might have set officers on your track. I did not expect that you would leave me as you did, for 'I tried to make my man- ner convey to you th.e truth that I was not, and would not be, your jailer." Until there remained not a shadow of an ex- cuse for A flitting, he Should obstinately refuse to give Miss Armyn the flying impetus Iris pres- ence always seemed to furnish. Ile should hold bimself aloof. .And Lenore had laughed and frowned, and began to think a great deal about this independent young detective, and to look forward with some eagerness to a meet- ing with him. The morning that followed the arrest of :Elise Schwartz, saw Doctor Austin and Francis Ferrara in close con-versation with Lenore); after which the girl was left, alone to read some papers of her mo- ther's.Mr. Hale had reported that Mrs. Arteveldt had driven out of the city for the day; and so the next step, the last step to be taken. before. Lenore should be finally and fully boated in the eyes of the world, mast be postponed until evert- ing. Upon being' Informed of this, Le- nore said ; "I have no wish to see Mrs. Arteveleit ; she can hardly mere to see me, But to you who have been, evlib are, my best and truest friends, everything is dee1 will read my mother's papers, and thee / will tell you all that know of my own, all that I can of my Mother's history. Bring Mrs. Artevelcitee lawyer, too. Mr, Hale oan rank° such notes as he chooses for hor erilightenneent," Lenore flushed holy, and sat in silences for a moment, then she said, almost hesitatingly ; "I will do you and myself justice, Mr. Bathurst, and tell you what I thought that day. When I learned who you were, I said to myself, this deteetiye is in search of me, and has traced me in time to save me from Jason. Bradwardine, and death; nevertheless it is his duty to arrest me, and his manner implies that herdoes not wish to do this. If he lets me go it will injure him, and I shall only escape to fall into other hands. While I was thinking this, we erossed the street just below. Suddenly I thought of this gentleman," nodding toward Gentleman Jeff, "and I remembered how kind and honorable he had, looked on that day, that was the beginning of my troubles. Then I thought of escaping; if I could got out of the carriage, I could dodge be- hind that green door very soon. I acted upon this impulse, and Gentleman Seff more than verified my good opinion of him. You had rescued me, Mr Bathurst, and I could not have permitted you to compromise yourself because of me. Of course laid not dream that you or any one could remove the charge against me by placmg the guilt where it belonged." She paused for a moment and then re- sumed "I may as well tell you, or those of you who have not yet learned it, how 1 ar. ranged my flight tater that moekery a a marriage. I wifl not now or hereafter speak ot Clarence Arteveldb ; 1 have not a forgiving spirit., and although he has expiated his sire I have not forgotten, and can not forget my wrong, and the suffering it has hrou.e;ht upon me, Prom the time the tam, 4.'eBb seized me, of slurrying him, and abandoning him at the altar I n ver faltered in my purpeile (Mee. I Wrote to Dr. Austin, end be mine to the oity 1 met him privately and told him a email part of the truth, He knew that there wtt tityste Sr in the lif e o f rn,i* Mother ho knew seed, she had titred and Mad, lieunted, by a great fear. He knew CILAPTER L11.- -LADY TuBSORE. "And now," slid Lenore, drawing her chair closer to that occupied by Kate 'Seaton, "1 must tell you, as briefly as I can, a little about myself, and sono,ething of what is conteined in my mother's journal and letters, especially the letters written before her death, and separately entrusted to Doctor Austin," She paused for a moment, as if consid- ering, and th.en resumed. "1 will oily say of mychildhood, that it has, as it now dwells in my mem- ory, Many- strange and distinct lights and shales. I can remember, what seems now like fragments of dreams, the ac- cents of foreign tongues, the vivacious French, the guttural German, the musical Italian, and always, almost, the stately English. I remember having a akened, oh! so many, many nights, to find my mother sobbing over my pillow, and mur- muring, in broken accents, words that conveyed to my mind the idea that my mother was a deeply wronged and perse- cuted woman, and that i some way I was connected with the cause of all her woe. I am told that in my veins floe s a mix- ture of the blood of Italian and English nobi ity, and the French common peopla And, I have livecl long enough in America to be very glad and proud of that admix- ture of common -place blood, especially when I reflect upon what the blue blood had done for my mother and, fathee However, I presume that to this mixture of races, I owe my peculiarity of temper and disposition. I think I must have been a very -ancorafortable child. I was constantly looking about us for the cause of my mother'. sorrow, for ray little mind was unable to comprehend a woe the cause for which was hidden, or buried, from sight. I used to clench my baby fists in wrath, and 1 wagered a continuous war upon. servants, and strangers, and friends; although of the latter I can re- n eneker very. few. I can recall what seemed to me a most wonderful experi- ence, a long, -long voyage over an inter- minable waste of waters, during which my poor mamma was unaccountably ill, andel was the most active, energetic, and healthful of small tribulations, "Next I can recall a sojourn in a place where everything was strange, very strange, and where our charming English was verystrangely accented. I think my mother must have been very ill there. Then one day she snatched me in her arms as if to shelter me from some terri- ble danger; and there was a sudden flit- ting, another journey that seemed to me tedious and interminable, and then came Fairlie (To BE CONTINUED) Spoopendyke as a Sportsman. "Say, my dear," said Mr. Spoopen- dyke,as he drew a gun from the case and. i eyed t critically, "1 want you to wake me up early in the morning; I'm going shooting." "Isn't that too sweet !" ejaculated Mrs. Spoopendyke. " wear my new dress and my Saratoga waves. Where do we go!" I'm going down on the island, and you'll probably go as fax as the front door," grunted Mr. Spoopendyke. "Wo- men don't go shooting. It's only men. All you've got to do is to wake me up and get breakfast. When I come home we'll have some birds," "Won't that be nice ?" ehimed Mrs. Spoopendyke. "Can you catch birds with that thing ?" I can kill 'era with this," explained Mr. Spooneydyke. "This is a gun, my dear; it isn'b a nest with three speckled eggs in it, nor is it a barn with holes in the roof. You stick the cartridge in here and pull the finger -piece, and down comes your bird every time." "Well, isn't that the greatest thing. I suppose if you don't want a partridge, you Call stilt a duck or a turkey in that end, tote or a fish or a lobster, and bring it down just as qffiek." "Yes, and you can stick a house or a torn -Eel& or a dod gasted female idiot in there, too, if you want to 1" shorted Mr. rpoopendyke. "Who said anything aboub a partridge? We a cartridge that goes in here !" "Oh I" ejaculated Mrs. Spoopendyke, rasher or stfalleta, "1 see now. Where does the bird go ?" "Be goes to nieht school, if he haen'i, any more sense than you hasee," snorted Mt. Spectres dyke, "Look here, now, and show you how it works;" and Mr. Spoopendyke, whose hires of a gsrn were about as vague as thoee of his wife, in- serted the cartridge half -way- into the muzzle end, and cautiously cocked the wettpoie "Arai when the bird seas that, he comes and pecks at 111 len't that the funniest ! arid hIr. Spoopendyke elm:mei her halide in the enjoyment, of her di ever. 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"I am 5, At 15 I learned a had habit which X contin- ued till 19. I then became "one of the be.. -f1" and led a 017 life. Exposure produced Sy/Aftt.i. 1 became mry,, ous and despondent; no ambition; memory poor; eyes rel./ Oilinken and, blur; pi.r.apl es on face; hair loose, bone mons; weak back; vancocele; dreams and losses at night; weak purrs; deposit in urine, etc. I spent hun- dreds of dollars without help, mid was contemplating mlicide when a friend recommended Drs. Kennedy es nerean'e eew Method Treatment. Thank God 1 tried it. In two months I was cured. This was six ago and till hippy. Boys, try Drs. Kennedy &Mir- - years ago, end never had a return. Was married two !" ▪ yours 'famativrt,x,w41:11 TEDATAgT gan before giving up hoe." S. A. TONTON. Seminal Weakness, Impotency and kik Varthocele Cured. ih "When 1 comulted 1)r.liennesly z Tiernan, I in..1 • little hope.1 was surprised, Their new Method Treat- ment improved me the Bret week. Emissions ceased, nerves Weenie strong, pains disappearad,.hair grew in again, oyes became bright, cheerful iu company and Strong sexually. Ilaying tried many quacks, I can heartily recommend Drs. iteni 1y &liergan as reliable 1.—i r, 7 sea:senses, Tifey treated rue 0000rably T. P. EMERSON. A Nervous Wreck -A Happy Life. T. ee. ref etieeeed. eSLiel; e' 1:•; 4,\`‘ T. P. Emerson Has s Narrow Escape. ' 1 live on the Cann At school 1 learned an earlY elbit, which weakerind. me physically, sexually .and montally, Familym Doctors said I was going u) "decline" (Conoronptionl. Finally 'Ilex (olden Monitor," edited by Drs. Kennedy es Sorg= fell in.., to my hands. I learned the r taid and hunt Boy nbuse had sapped my vitality. .I took the _Mew Zielhod Zwatmerd and was mired. lry friends hink waa. cured co (Amstrm,puort. 1 have sent fljem many BEFoliE T.e.o.ern'e!. hood." Fanork,raeuatmoLtvgilplilievs°;rnAlritL!Zigarlityl:-1,./171:1,t'z7.7.4...:,.%„ r T. Rit re -re t Aro you a. viefiro? Itave you loqt }moo? Are yon contrrnplifing FM% LAI:, I Ilas yuur 131-crl been. disaotio.:1 Ilovo yoo. a iy we. t 4 Nmv maitod. Treat -now, win aro you. "e bat it hus dune for otl.cra i f -r "1211:2A (3,-tcr MIT • Mier:a eeesMee. g6 YeErs in Detroit, k60,000 Cured. No Rik, Cc,na-,ttat"1 Free. ,..,ljef.:bnjioa.ttertzec7gsi)<.1:.aEht.rrcottete_d...ee.A.ewraectttkteervhkceshh'eitcshrt,,ort:e.nat.tao..f,t_ i. (in 1)Ct-',Me'(If men. inclose pors(5ttri.igi:413.e, Cucol:xittoswn. RaSe41;rileils, rck,)1 gi nt. Sstpet 0. Vr:rrtid ,tiun a cora' identle.i. Question Ils1 anndTc..r; Tf.; Nlo. 14a sest tete esselueseseterereeeserasereeseseeleeerte777a,ZEinfeTieWse'eX;eltUtir'esitetlereferaTel EN DY e KcrGAN ka,„g t • • IP t 4-6 4 DETROIT, MCH.t) "You've struck it!" howled Mr. Spoop- endyke. who had the hammer on the half- cock, and was vaiely pulling at the trig- ger to get it down. "That's the idea! All you need is four feathers and a gas bill to be a martingale! Weth your no- tions you only want a new stock and a steam trip-hammer to be a needle -gun! Don't you know the dod gasted thine' has got to go off before you get a 'bird? 'You shoot the birds; you don't wait for 'em to shoot you!" "At home we used to always chop their heads off with an, ax," faltered Mrs. Spoopendyke. "So would I if I was going after meas- ly- old hens," retorted Mr. Spoopendyke, who had managed to xineock the contri- vance; "but -when I go for yellow birds and sparrows I go like a sportsman. While I'm waiting for a bird," continued Mr. Spoopendyke, adjusting the cartridge at the breech, put the load in here for saanfaetflr., y.o,And when I see a flock 1 aim Bang! went the gun, knocking the tail feathers out of an eight-day clock and plowing a foot furrow in the wall, per- forating the closet door, and culminating in Mr. S'poopendyke's plug hat. ' "Goodness gracious !" squeaked Mrs. Spoopendyke. 'Oh, my P' "Why couldn't ye keep still?" he shrieked. "What'd ye want to disturb my aim for, and make me let it off? Think I can hold back a charge of powder and a pound of shot while a measly -wo- man is scaring it through a gun bar- rel?" "If that had been a bird how nice you would have shot it !" suggested Mrs. Spoopendyke, soothingly. "If you should ever aim at a bird, you'd catch him sure !" "Oh, you know what ra do! With your information about gunnery you only need a wad in your mouth and a kick like a mule to be a mountain howitzer! If I had your intelligence on sporting subjects I'd hire out for a shot tower? Don't you know you've spoiled the dod gasted gun ?" And Mr. Spoopendyke, anxiousfor some excuse to take it back to his friend Specklewottle, who lemma it to him, held ib out and, eyed his wife sternly. "You've ruixted that gun," he continued solemnly. "It won't ever go off again." "Never mind, dear," consoled Mrs. Spoopendyke. "It's been off enough,and I'd just as lief have some clams as birds. 'You go to bed, and we'll try and do -with- out any birds." "It won't ever go off again," repeated Mr. Spoopendyke, as he climbed into his couch. 'That is a huisted gun." And he turned his pale face to the wall. Why We Sneeze. The Boston three-year-old had sneezed two or three time, "Oh, mamma,"- he cried, "what makes me blow that way?" "That isn't blowing, my child, that's sneezing." "And what's sneezing?" "Sneezing, my child," responded the mother, lovingly, "is a reflex nervous action and it IS brought about by me- chanical irritation of the ends of the nerve fibres, which occur itt the tissues of the nose. 'When this irritation °wars whether it be due to a foreign. body or tei a change of tenperature affectingthe tis- sues of the nose, a nerve im.pui lse s trans- mitted to the brain, and. certain nerve centers in the medulla oblongata are af- fected; this results in certain impulses being transmited along the nerves to the museles controlling respiration.. By this means,the egress of air during expira- tion isdelayed, and the various exits are closed. When the pressure however, re,aclues a limit, the exits are forced. open, a Power' el blast of air is expelled, and the person sneezes." ."Oh, mamma," exclaimed tb.e child, clasping his little hands with delight and gazing into her gentle face, "how beauti- ful" Mrs. Spoopendyke slowly disrobed, hav- ing first turned a stream of waterinto the gun from the faucet, and betook her to rest. "It may not go off again," she thought, "but if it does the neighbors will think the water main has burst," with which reflection she began to pat the ear of Mr. Spoopendyke, who turned over like an earthquake, and wanted to know "if she thought she hadn't done enough mischief without lamming him like a doe gasted blaeksmith !" When Baby was sick, we gave her Castoria. When she was a Child, she cried for Castoria. When she Weenie Mil245, mho clung to Castoria. - When Ate bad Children, lake gave themCastoria. More trouble in the Sorosis Society. It. should have known that a rule limiting the time of speeoh could not be eniorced. Power From Rain. With all the talk that there has been about utilizing waste energies, it seems just a little peculiar that no promising scheme has yet been evolved to turn to goo l account the prodigious power waste which has thus been shown to go on with every rainfall of any account, A projeet was aevanced ten years ago,apparently in good faith, by setae entOrprialrig genius in the West Indies to accomplish exttet- ly this saving. What he proposed to do was to conduct the water from each roof during the heavy tropical rains into a main pipe sapplying a, small terbine ceuple't to a dynamo. The electricity so developed by passing showers was to be stored in accumulators, and these, as they became charged in variebie times, deportdingl of course, eri. AO Wore tO 'be delloetea and stored at earthed depots, from which the power was tater,- ward to be distributed. Unfortunately, however, this entioing scheme dia not, meteriteize, so that the field is still open for some one else, NEXT WEEK We begin the publieatien. of A New Story Of Thrilling Interest, —BY A— POPULAR AUTHOR All should read it. Do not miss the open- ing chapters. Look, out for it Next Week. 1P1L'EUDTRIO IVIOTOUS from one-half Horse - JL4 Power up to Eleven Horse Power, Write for mica stating power required, votease of current to be used and Vaiether stipplied by steeeteareetie or otherwiSe. ,TbDONTO TYliE DOGNONY, Toronto end Winnipeg. A DT0MATIO eideltilerellINGIVIAC /NINO Stool figurer. Ported printing and Anon, Ate Work,For picot address TODOXTOTtPA 14"011141tItY, Toronto and 'Winnipeg.