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Papa, what wee the Appian Wiey ?It Papa*" I suppose it was a way Appian had, though I don't kuow nitwit about him, personally." WOMANS STORY. CHAPTBR X$Vfl 11011,22'.14001,1 DIARY. HOY strange life is 1 The change tiutt has wine into My life came so suddenly thee! fancied 1 should never be accustomed to the taw state of things ; yet after % little more than a month I feel as if alncle Am brose had lived with ue for years, and as if had alwaye been one of a united family of four instead of the other half a my moth. era; afoul, In my thoughts of her I have always called her what Hems called dimidium mece. • Have I loot her new that the is Ambrose Arden'e wife, or rather how much of her love and sweet conapenionehip have I loth? Naturally there is a lass. 1 °armee be to her quite what I was before she gave boreal to a husband who worships her, who theme Jealous of every thoughb and every moment she gives to anyone but himself. We can no longer live like Hermia and Helena, be- fore Puok set them by the ears. We are no longer more like sisters than motherand daughter as peeple used to say we were in the old days which begin to look so far away. No, it mud be owned there is a loss, and a loss that I shall feel all inttlife; but it is not so great a loss as to make me unhappy; for I know my mother loves me as and fetidly as ever, and that the would not part with me for anything in the world. I know that Uncle Ambrose thoroughly deserves her love, and that he is doing his utmost to win it. I know that to me he is a good and true friend, and that I am never tired of his sooiety. I know that the at- mosphere of love in vshich I have lived all my life ha e lost none of its warmth and brightness. I know I am a girl in a thou- sand for good fortune, and that I ought to be very grateful to Providence for all my blessings. As I have failed in all my attempts to write a novel, I mean to make this journal the book of my life, and to put all my thoughts and all my fancies into it. I shall describe things as vividly as ever I can ; so that when 151050 old woman I can look back upon the history of my life, and find my youth still fresh and bright in these pages. Let me record the great event which has made so marked a change in my mother's life—her second marriage. It is a very curious sensation for a girl to stand by and see her mother married. It seemea to me always as if time had gone backward, and mother was a girl again standing on the threshold of life. ' Uncle Ambrose was a most devoted lov- er, and would hardly let my mother out of his sight during their very short courtship. When mother accepted him I knew that a short engagement was very far from her thoughts. Gro:titnde prevailed with her, and rather than lose so valued a friend she consented to take him as a husband; but when she gave that consent last July she certainly had no idea, of marrying him early in September. However, those serious and placidpeople are much more persistent than impetuous charenters, like iny beloved father, for instance; and Uncle Ambrose contrived to talk my dear mother into an almost immed. iate marriage. Of cowrie there was not the least reason why they should delay their wedding; for as both are rich there could be no question of ways and means; and as neither of them is young, it might be a pity to lose time. Nor is mother the kind of person to waste six months upon the preparation of a trousseau. She is always charmingly dressed, though it is only with- in the last year or two that she has con- sented to wear anything but blath;and her wardrobe was full of beautiful things—so it would be idle vanity to wait for a heap of new clothes to be made, and during that delay to lose the beauty of tlae autumn for the honeymoon ethr. It was decided at the very first discussion of the honey -moon that I was to travel with them after the first week, which they were to spend very quietly together at Folkestone, just to get used to the idea of being all in all to each other. A great mane, places were proposed and discussed, and finally it was settled that we ehould spend the autumn in Switzerland, and go on to Italy in the beginning of the winter. Vv here do you think we are going to spend the winter, dear diary I In what particular oily among all the cities of the world is our home to be? It is like a dream. I turn giddy at the very thought of it. We are to winter in Venice. We are to live within a stone's -throw of the Doge's Palace and the Lion's Mouth. I am to see the Bridge of Sighs so often, going backward and forward in my gondola, that I shall get to think no more of it than I do of Damford Lock. Yes, it is enough to turn any giel giddy. I want to preserve all the details of that wonderful day—my mother's wedding - day. It was a perfect morning—as lovely a day as there has been alt through the summer, which ought to have been over but which was just then in its prime, for that first week of September was hotter and brighter than July. The dear old church, and the grave -yard where father lies, and the village, and the river were basking in a faint haze of heat, which hung over all things like a bridal veil, Mother and I drove to church together, the very Plea and w.itl a diettessed look aboat her aeautifel mouth. atlaiall outdo me feel sorry I had not begged and prayed her not to marry again; for I ielt that her heart was with her firth love, lying in hie grave under the willow, and tot with the man who Was so soon to be called her husband. She looked lovely, in spite of her marble whiteneas—lovely but not like a bride. Her soft fewn-colored silk gown barmeu. ized with her riob brown hair, and became her admirably, So did the little fawn - colored bonnet with a bandit of corn floW. er8. Sho was dressed for a Journey to Folkestone, Where they were to arrivein Chip for dinner, Titfire wore no wedding pats, except: Aunt Ebaily and her hus. bith.a., my oonsins, the Itiiftr,dan girls the rooter and his wife, good hid 'Mr. Window, my father's lawger. 1 mulled mother's santhade, and 4 wee to hold her gloves while she was being married. teverythiggbas beseu kepis em quiet, thanks to MA rector; that .viiy fee/ people in the neighborhood knew that mother and Mr. Ardea were goiog to be married, aod only about half a dozen knew that this was their wedding day. So the thumh was almost empty. There were no sohool-ohildren to strew dowers, There was netlai g in their pathway as they left the ohureh but the sunshine, and the shadows ef the old yew branches that lay darkly aoroth the path. I thinit I like that utter simPlioity better than what people call a pieturesgue wedding. There. was twit one thing out of the common in the whole eeremorty. We have a fine old organ at Larnford, an organ built in the reign of George the Seeoncl, but we have a very poor organist. Great therefore was my amazement to hear a Gloria of Mozart's played by a master -hand, as we walked, up the nave ; and when 'mother and her new husband came out of the vestry, area in arm, the same mester-hand attacked the opening chords of aleudelssohn's "Wed. ding March" with a power that meet have startled and thrilled everybody in the church as it startled and thrilled me, "Whoever that wee, it wasn't Mr. Par- kins," I said to Cyril, as he handed me into the second oarrittge-.Mr. and Mrs. Arden —oh, how strange It seems to write it 1 having gone away in the first. "It was not hEr. Perkins it was Mr. Daventry, the organist of 'New, an old friend ot my father," "What brought him to Lamford?" "Friendship. My father asked him to give us a touch of his quality upon this particular day. Heknows your mother isfanaticaper fa maim, and he wanted to please her." "I cell that every delicate attention," meld I delighted. "Do you, child? exclaimed Cyril, in A scornful way. "Perhaps you don't know that if it would please your mother for him to cat his heart out, he would pay her that delicate attention just as willingly as this.' "You are not jealous, are you Cyril?" We had the carriage to ourselves by an accident. Beatrice was to have gone with webut had arrived at the church in a state of bewildermeut, and had gone into the landau with Aunt Emily, Mrs. Reardon, and nay cousin Flora, who grumbled all the rest of the day at having her frock crushed by over -crowding. "Jealousl" exoladmed Cyril; "inn I am not jealous, and I admire my new mother"—how ready he was with that sacred name—"almost as much AS my father does. But I can't help pitying any man as deep in love as my father. It is a spectacle of human weakness which, being human, onemust pity and deplore, lest the same thing should. happen to one's self." "I hope they, will both be happy," said L "I adore my mother, and I love Uncle Am- brose; but rwould rather have gone on car- ing for him in the old quiet way, and have kept my mother all to myself." "Egotistical puss," said Cyril. "Do you know, Daisy, that you have the egotistical nose—not a bad nose,in its way, bub speak- ing volumes for the character of the none. A pert nose—straight and delicate .in rine, but withjust that upward tilt which means vanity and self-consciousness." "I suppose now you are a kind of brother you are going to be rude to me," said L "Decidedly. I mean to take every free ternal privilege," answered he. And then, without a word of warning, he kissed me. I was desperately angry. "That is a fraternal privilege which you will please to forego in the future," I said "I adopted your father for,my uncle when you were a small [wheel...boy, but I never adopted you. And in our enlightened age no one supposes that you are any more my brother because your father has married my mother than you were yesterday when they were only engaged." "But just now you said I was your brother. Whet an inconsistent girl you are." "I said a kind of brother." "Not the real thing. Very well Daisy, I hope you will never want to put me upon the fraternal level. I assure you that I don't admire its" This was so rude on his part that I lost my temper altogether. 'You are a Smug," Isaid. I trembled when I had uttered that awful word, expecting that he would want to annihilate me, but he only laughed, which was worse. "I am getting behind the scenes," he said; "and my first discovery is a vixen in the family." We were at home by this time, and went into luncheon. It was not a very gay feast, though Uncle Ambrose looked intensely happy. I had been surprised by his appearance as he stood beside my mother at the alter. He had been gradually changing for the better in his looks and bearing ever since he was engaged, but on his wedding -day the transformation seemed to have com- pleted itself. Be who used to stoop now carried himself with an erect and noble air. His clear blue ey es seemed to have more color in them; and, ohl there was such a look ef happiness in every line of his face. I Then as kr his clothes, he who used to wear a coeethaii was almost disgracefully shabby was now dressed to perfection, in a style that Was neither too young nor too old. I really felt proud of Uncle Ambrose as I watched him leave the church with my metheronhis arm, and later, when we were an clustered at the gate to see.them start for their honey -moon. And then, as he bid me goodbye, I could but think of that other seven years ago—the parting which Pinner:inflt/1 orever. The carriage drove away, wibh one of my shoes eying after it, thrown by Cyril, who has a great reputation for throwing tie hammer,‘ and who threw my poor little bropee "Impel' 00 Pal Us tedee !?ween the canine end the "Ps Ilk; I had ta scu hat& to the hall, which seem- ed so ridiculous that, while I was ready to cry at parting with my mother, the absurd- ity of the thing made me laugh instead, and then three minutes afterward, the laughter and tears got mixed and I was eob- bing hysterioally on Cyril'e shoulder. Aunt Emily took me away from him,and scolded me for being 00 foolish as to make such a fuss about such a brief parting. ' 44 You will the your mother again hi a week, you silly child," tate said. "Ono would think rihe was going to Australia. Why, my giele and I are sometimes parted for six or eight weeks at a time," "But they are used to it," I answered; as indeed they are, poor thinge, and have been from their infanoy., clifterent with mother and me. We have never lived apart." X ran upstairs as Soon as I could slip away from the family patey, ena had a comfortable cry n mi owd room, while Flora and Rote nlay ( elude with Cyril and Bes,triee. They Were all very neisy, eo I Impose they were enjoying theinselrei, Even though I Was so miserable 1 otaddiet help notioing the differenee betwaen Beatrice's coentry noise and Flo and LOiadon noise. lay °orioles are what people sall otylisli girls, and have a dashing off. hand way of talking aud doing everything. Beatrice, on the other hand, has a kind of lumbering vivacity, width I hope it is not illeeatared to compare with &brewer's horse in high *rite. Aunt Reilly and the couoins were install. ed at River Lawu for a week, and at the owl of that week moat was to take me to Folkeetone to jein mother and her new hueband, and from Velkeetoee we were to aterb for Switzerlend. Oh, how I ()minted the hours in that Week, and how it seemed to me as if thoth seven days and nights would never owe to an end 1 How I sickened of tennis and boating, arid of all the things which amus- ed Illy cousins! How I sickened even of Cyril, who used to oome across from the cottage at all hours, and who devoted himself to Elora and Dora, and was very kind in ask- ing me to join in their boating excursions np or down the river! They used to start soon after breakfast with a well-filled nie basket, and laed at any spot they fancied, and eat their lunch in some pietur. esgue corner, and they came to afternoon tea ounburned to a degree that horrified Aunt Emily. "Are you aware that your complexions will never recover from such treatment ae this ?" she asked them, goleranly. Cyril was to etPrt on his travels on the same day I set out upon mine. He was going to the Norwegian fjords to fish for salmon. I can not under understand the rage some people have for chilly, half - civilized countries, when there are all the glories and grandeur of the south waiting to be looked at. Imagine any body preferring Norway to Venice I Cyril does. Venice is so trisee, he said. And then he promised me that if I were a very good little girl, and sent him a nice long gossiping letter every week, he would join us. at Venice for a week or so, just to see if I were dying of too much Paul Veronese. "Von will be dosed with that fellow and his school," he said; "made to look up at ceilings till your eyes and your neck ache. If people would only let one alone in foreign cities, traveling would not be half such a trial as it is; but there is always the intelligent companion, bent upon im- proving one's mind. Cyril had grown blase from having been allowed to go wherever he chose. He has seen all that is best worth seeing in Europe, and a sunny corner of Africa into the bargain. He has traveled all through Greece, and thinks no more ef Marathon than I do of Maidenhead. I sometimes think it has been a disadvantage for him to have had so much money, that he would be ever so much nicer if Uncle Ambrose had never come into his fortune. He la kind and generous, and high-spirited; but he values himself just a little too muoh ; and he seems to think the world is hardly good enough for him to live in. Mother was at the station to meet me, when the train went slowly over the house- tops in Folkestone. How young and hand- some she looked in her dark -brown tailor- made gown and neat brown hat 1 and what a moment of bliss it was. for me when she clasped my hands and gave me one discreet little kiss "Are you happy, mother, and are you still fond of me ?" I asked in a breath. "Yes, to both foolieh questions. Ste, Daisy, have you not a word 1 or—" She stopped embarrassed, looking at her husband, who came up at this moment, after ha mg sent off his servant to help my tnaid with the luggage. "Yes, I have plentyof words for Uncle Ambrose," I said, giving him both • my hands. "Gracious 1 what a. grand person you have grown and ever so many years younger 1 I think you must have concocted one of those wonderful philters that / have read about in Horace a "Yes, D sy, I have drunk of a philter; but not one ot those nasty mixtures which wicked witches brew. My philter hail been happiness," "I really half suspect you are a second Doctor Faustus and that you have made a bargain with the fiend," said I. "If I had, Daisy, I don't think my con- sciousness of the compact would prevent my being happy," he answered, smiling at nee. We went straight from the station to the boat, only a few yard, and then we sailed across a, summery sea,and then came a long, hot journey—forthough we had left cool weather in Eng- land, there was a sultry atmosphere on the other side of the Channel. • We were in Paris in time for an eight. o'clock dinner, and I sat between mother and Uncle Ambrose in one of the prettiest private sitting -rooms in the Continental otel,withopen windows facing the biglamp- lit square, and the fountains and statues, and the Champs Elyseetain a glittering haze of summer mist mixed with lamp -light, and over all the great purple sky flashing with stars so brilliant and so large that they seemed hanging just above our heads. They both seemed glad to have me with them. They both seemed fond of me. After dinner Uncle Ambrose took me for a walk, and showed me Paris by lamp -light, while mother sat and rested, and read the last new book he had bought for her at the atation. There never was a happier girl than I was that balmy September night, hanging on to Uncle Ambrose's arm and devouring Paris with my eyes. We walked as far as Notre Dame, and stood in the quiet, open space, looking up at the great dusky towers, so grand, SO old, so rich in saintly and histericel iznages. He told me all about the building ca that mighty cathedral, and how it had slowly risen from its foundations, and grown and ripened into beauty, like a great oak in the heart of the forest, almost as gradually, almost. as quietly. And then we looked at the river, and then we walked slowly baek to the 4;41, I felt so happy when I went in ; but one look at my mother's face, as she sat staring straight before her in the lamp -light, dash. ed all my happiness. " Clara'!" cried Uncle Ambrose, 4 4 What is the matter ?" • She pointed to the novel she had been reading, which lay open on the table. "How nould ydu choose moll a book as that for mel" she asked, reproathfully, "1 chose the book because it had made a great sucoese in Paris. See, ninetenninth thousund 1 Isn't that a guarantee that the story is werth reading 9" 4 It is a revolting etory—the story el a murder—in a low lodging.house in the clity murder that was never avenged." "Don't you like murder stories 9" I asked. "I enjoy a murd(r if it is a really good one—a mysterious murder, which keeps the reader Wondering all through the book,' "Never bola in that strain, Daley, unless yon want to disgest me," answered mother, more sterely than I ever retnembered her Children Cry for Pitcher's Castoria) VW to have spoken to me in her life, "Po you think a crime whielt desolates a. hope end wreeke a life—or many livee-ele a thiEg to be talked of in that epirit?" 00h, but emote and dramatists would, be poor ereaturee enithe they were able to deaoribe great °annuals. Look at Maar betit, for instanoe. Some critioe ertil Mac. both the finest of all Shakespeare's plays, and I really think it is zny first favorite among then: all," "Stop, Daisy," Redd Unole Ambrose,with his hand urea my ehoelder. "Don't you Bee that your mother istiredand nervous, It is Past eleven,and we are to do a great deal of sight-seeing to.morroW, re% had better bid US good -night." I kissed the poor pale 'face, which had changed so sadly singe dinner -time, and went off to my room, where my maid was waiting for me. I had shared mother's maid, until now, but new I have the undivided service of my good nurse Broomfield, a buxom person of eight -and -thirty, wlao has been gradually educating herself into a ladedeguaid, and who heat nothing to do except look aster my wardrobe, and brush my hair, and walk out with me sornetimes,when I cannot have my mother's company. My head was a little troubled as I laid on my the ange pillow, troubled about my mother's trouble, 'which seemed more than ehe occasion accounted for. If I hed known then what I know now I should have un- derstood the look of horror in her eyes as ehe lifted them to her hueband's face while she pointed to the open book. Oh, what a blessing it was not to know ! and how I wish Providence bad suffered me to remain in happy ignorance, as my mother wished! But there are always officious people in the world to take things out of the hands of Providence ; or, at least, it seems so. aro ma OONTINOVO.) wa••••••••••....•.0111111* HERE'S A GOOD STORY. llow a reunglknotsbman Caused a Flutter In tipper Ten enrolee. The people of the pretty town of Ridge- wood, N.J., for the path two months have been having a better time gossiping than they have had for the better part of &decade, and all on account of a young Englishman named John West, who, after being hostler at the Herbert house for two years, an- nounced that he had tallen heir to a fortune ef $126,000, and that he was going to stay in Ridgewood and invest it in real eatate. The 400 of the place felt themselves in a pretty pickle when this announcement was made. What were they to ,do ? Couldthey receive with open arms a youth who for two years had cleaned horses at the inn'? Yet the fact remained that he had $125,000 in cash, and, apparently to prove that he had. he proceeded to buy a $1,400 tandem team and let e, contract for a $15,000 houth, to be built on one of the most fashionable streets, But .to counteract that again it was rumored that he was engaged to one of the waitresses of the hotel, and was going to marry her. Mr. West was found ea the Herbert house, where he was waiting for his coachman to bring around a new horse he had bought, and which he was going to try. "I don't know whatall thus fuss is about," he said to a reporter. "There is not any- thing wonderful about rny getting $125,000, for I have always known that I wa.s to get it, you know, and I am going to have more when my father dies, I did not have to work as a hostler, you know." "What made you leave England and be. come one ?" he was asked. "Well, you know, my father, David West, is a rich man, who lives in New- market, Eng. He is a retired captain of the British navy. Now I have a friend named Arthur Donnelly, son of Sir Peter Donnelly, an Irish baronet. Well, now, you know, one day we had a little quarrel, and he fell to guying me, and said I could not earn my own living. That made me hot, and I wagered him £100 that 1 could earn my own living with my hands, and be took me up. Yon know people look at things differently in the old country from what they do here, so without letting my people know 'sailed on the Campania on her second trip, and landed in New York in June, 1892, with $350 in my pocket. I had a friend there, and through him came down to Ridgeway within a month after landing and went to work for Mr. Beds the well -driller. After working a month at that I found I was not strong enough, and so I came to work for Mr. Herbert as hostler. You know," he added "I was considered the best amateur rider in Newmarket.My father wrote to me to go home, though he did not know whet kind of work I was doing, but I knew what a guying I'd get, and liked the coun- try, and stayed, for I knew it would be only a short time before I'd get this money.' The Danger of It. Judging from the way the women are meting, when that time comes when woman can propose to man she will be so advanced in her ideas she won't want him. TH E evpsr SUOCESSFUL REMEDY., FOR MAN Olt BEAST. Certain in its effects and never blisters. Road proofs' below: KENDALL'S SPANORE Brritrotir, L, L, ram 15, 1894. Pr. B,3. Irtenent Co. (4mn01essen-I bought a splendid bay horse Vane time ago wEli a SpavIn. 7 got him tor.$80. 0 used .NorelalVe SpevIn aro. The Spevin ie gone now and I have been offered 5150 foe the same horse. 1 may had linn nine weeks, so I got 5120 for using s4 Worth of Wend/dee Spavin Cure. 'route truly, W. S. MUM.. ,KENDALL'S SPAM; CURE 16, 1808, Dr, 0.3. ICZEDMA Co. 'Sire -I have used your Nendallie setivin Ours with geed success ter Curbs �u two-1mm sus tt is tho bait Linbilent 1 have ever used. Youre truly, AuSiisTEMOPErden. • 'Pride 01 per Dottie- 4nt Salo by allDrugeisri, or cadres:: Jr6 .B. J. riCii7XD43I. COMPANA zeirsemunee iff•d'eallaWat • VA ONCL JOHNNY" HAS AN ADVE TtIgE THAT TBAOHES A LESSON. Panama oyaosAnini.y laettlr Ue rrayod so ex!alrliaenyee°414:40,411:1:941X:eir°,41:41,11:;4171:::07ne 1411:0:K141.1144040) Yea are alleraaxin' me 'bout ray huntire adventers," said Unelo Johnny" Bloom- field, the most famous hunter of East. on Rentuoky, who was in Toronto theother day. Uncle Johnny pushed back sweeey mop of white ladle from his fore - heed, unelipped a gill of tobacco tufo°, wheeled suddenly, facing the writer, and eagerly asked; "Did lever tell ye 'bout my leetle trouble with thet aer tear 'bout two months ago? Never? Waal, here goes: I live, ye know, on.Buckliok ()rick Acro se the ridge west, 'bout two milea, is the heed o' In3in crick. Four o' my boys wuz over titer gittin' out stave timber. I started over one afternoon witie my -rifle ter take 'em some eatibles, 1 hecl jist toiled up the rnountin' an' heel topped the ridge when I heern er ersicklin' sound at the side ot the little path, erbout ten steps to the right. "I instantly dropped the grub and put my rifle to my shoulder—a natural habit with me—an,' lookin' in the diseoshare uv the sound, thar stood er big b'ar. He wise half raised on his bine feet. POLLED PeWle ON iatt, but my 75 -year-old eyes ain't so good at they *az fifty years ago, en' when 'Old Betsy' (tracked no Wee. fell. I'd plug- ged him in the shoulder, though, which only made him mad enough ter want ter eat me. He made er bulge in my direcke shun, I dropped 'Ole Betsy' an started off through the low, thick brash aa fast as my ole legs would let me. Right arter me cum that insulted b'ar —'kerdump, kerthrash, kerthraen ker- Vindbuit with, the the pastry does not oh you. Nor with y erhape she B li _ It may be the lard she Is tieing for shortening. loud is indigestible you know. But If you would, always have Cakes, pies, rolls, and bread palatable and perfectly di- gestible, order the new short* ening,"OOTTOLENE," for your Sold. Yn 3 end g pound pails, by all grocers. Made only by' THE PAIREANX COMPANY, Wallington and Ana Sta., hiontraal. FOR MEN AND WOMEN. aea - MERE MR. emelt wuz, fiump l' 1 wuz az good at running az him —him bein' crippled—but I'd knowed bit eyind wud reaoh er heap furder nor mine. Ef ther Lord didn't he'p me out I was b'ar grub pirty soon, an I'd knowed it So I sot inter prayina—dependin' on that an' legs ter save ine. " Prear is the stuff, my son; don't never go back on prear. Ef it ba.dn't er bin for that stout prayin' 'Uncle Johnny' wouldn't be tellin' you this tale now. "Wall, I kep er tannin' and Mr. B'ar kep er runnin,' too. Finally, er head uv me I seed er big chestnut log about six feet through. 'Now,' I thought, Lord, ef ye're goin' ter hep me out enny hit's got ter be done right than' On, on, I run, AN' ON, ON ena n'Az 0011. "At last I reaohed the log. A friendly limb stuck out from its side aboat half way from ground ter top. Efil seemed ter reach fer ma like a helpin' hand. I grabbed it at I would the hand of savin' graoe. It furnished the answer to my main By its aid I hopped to the top of the log an' then fell—rollin' onto the other side like a bag o' titters "The b'ar cum instintly on. He give er grand spring an' went clar over the log an' lit right down between two little hickery trees that growd from the same stump 1 Oh, praise the Lord ! Thar Mr. B'ar wuz wedged right in between them hickeries so fast that he cadn't git his breth. He wagged both ends uv hisself to an' fro, like er fan a-movina but he wuz thar. Lord, how I did laugh 1 The boys hearn me nearly a mile away. "Quickly I jist PULLED MY ODE BUTCHER tetra from my belt an' socked it clar ter the han- dle in Mr. War jist behind the left shoulder. He instiutly dropued down his ole head an' shet his eyes in-er everlastin' sleep. Oh,rner son, let this be er lessin to yer. Thar, ye see, whatprear done. That prear led me to that log right fern`st them ar seplin's. That pre,'r put that limb out like a helpin' hand. That praar carried the b'ar corer between the saplin'e and' saved Uncle Johnny.' Never neglect pra'r, my son; pra'r's the stuff." "A Good Deal Better Off." 1, 1 THE OWEN ELECTRIC BEL1. !rade llIerkl A. owste a e o7$cientine and lareettleeta Efeetric ede forename use, prednoiria- a Genet,e- t at ean readily felt lend re ated hot nt of Blectreeity far the pitee ot Use entity and power, and applie, o rtriy pia • s trbody. 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