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you were near enough to witness
I
IN A GARDEN FAIR;
It was a balmy afternoon in Aplll;
the scene was the garden of a small
old-fashioned Kentish farm house.
A girl, gray eyed, russ-et haired, in
a dainty blue frock, sat with some
. needle work on a rustic bench in the
sunniest spot. To and fro, between its
mistress and the gate that opened on
' the green hedged road, scampered a
kitten, madly fiolicking with a stolen
reel of cotton.
Suddenly, with arched back and’
swollen tail, “F luffy” stopped short,
changed in an instant from the very
incarnation 'of grace and innocence to
an embodiment of feline hatred and
malice, and all uncharitableness.
The cause of the transformation—a
big St. Bernard dog—stood at the gate
still blinking in lordly good'humor at
the little white fury.
Pussy, however, continued to spit
and. SWear in impotent wrath until
she provoked a short warning bark
from the intruder, accompanied by a.
smart pat from a big paw.
And then, ere Annie Bristowe could
reach them, Fluffy, wild with passion,
literally flew at her foe. There was
an angry growl—a snap—a shrill
squeak—a vision of white fur tossing
to and fro, and then the St. Bernard
was growling sullen defiance to all
arid sundry over the lifeless body of
the kitten.
“You great savage monster!” cried
Annie, tearfully, as she bent over ,po‘or
Flufly; “if only I weren’t afraid, I’d
beat you within an inch of your life!”
.’:But punishment—swift, sudden, con-
dign—had already overtaken the cul-
prit at the hands of a stalwart, fair-
mustached' young man, in a tourist
suit, who ,had arrived breathless on
the scene of action.
Then, while the St. Bernard whim-
pered in undignified fashion, the
stranger, advancing, raised his cap
and said penitently:
“Your kitten, I’m afraid, is quite
dead. I’m more than sorry that Rollo.
should have so misbehaved. He has
the reputation of being a well con'luc-
ted dog, as a rule, I assure you.”
“Indeed,” retorted Annie, with polite
lncredulity, and waxing furious as she
detected an amused smile, which he
had been unable wholly to suppress,
hovering about the young man’s
menth, at sight of her tragic distress.
“Indeed? I should hardly” have thought
a well behaved or properly trained dog
Would have rushed in that murderous
way at an inofiensive little kitten.”
She paused, half defiant, half asham-
ed of the petulant speech, while the
smile vanished from the other’s face.
“Pardon me,” he said distantly; “I
regret the affair as much as you do;
but I think you will admit that Rollo
was not, at all events, the aggressor»
I saw the beginning of the fray,
though, unfortunately, too late to—”
“I see!” Annie broke in scornfully;
it'
all but too fai ofi‘, or unwilling, to
prevent mischief!”
THE
cheerful again since he came.
ness matter, I'll be as sweet as sugar
to him henceforth—in business hours’
Only, as can’t honestly profess to
feel the intense delight in his company
which apparently inspires you and
father and the boys, I shall endeavor
to dispense with his presence occas-
ionally. For instance, I think I’ll give
him a hint that, heavy as thb big wa-
tering pot is, ’I’d rather carry it round
the garden every evening myself than
have him marching solemnly about the
beds with me!”
‘ Dear, dear,” sighed Mrs. Bristowe,
as Annie left the room witha saucy
laugh, “.‘how contrary things do go in
this world. Such a nice, unalfected
fellow, and the place has been so
If only
we could have made it comfortable for
him, we might have counted on his.
coming regularly for his helidays,.and
I do believe that he admires Annie,
and—but, there, it’s no use thinking
about it!”
One morning, a few days later, An-
nie was busied up stairs with the small
maid-of-all-work in bed-making, dust:
in-g and tidying generally—there were
no idlers in this modest household.
Presently Sarah summoned her in a
stage whisper from John Morton’s
room. ' '
“Do‘qe just come here a moment,
Miss Annie; look at this, now! .It has
just dropped out of his coat as I was
hanging it up”
“This” was the photograph of 3. pi-
quant, dark- eyed girl in Pierrette cos-
tume, and on the back of the card
were the words, “With Dolly’s fond-
est love to dear old J ack."
“It’s his young lady, Miss, I reckon;
don’t you?” said Sarah, with a do-
llghted giggle. “My, alnt she hand-
some, too?”
“Put it back at once!” said Annie,”
severely, disregarding the handmaid-
en’s inquiry. “Mr. Morton would be
very vexed, no doubt, to find it lying
about.”
“It wouldn’t be a sister of his, Miss
Annie, now?” asked Sarah, aspshc
slowly iestcred the photograph to its
hiding place.
“No, ” came the reply in an indiffer
ent tone. “Their names are Mary and
Helen—I have heard him speak of
- them once or twice.”
And picking up the dead body (if her :
favorite she turned abruptly toward
the house.
With truly feminine logic ’
she grew momentarily more furious '
as she realized how completely she
had managed to put herself in the
wrong by her childish outbreak.
Rollo’s master took :1 step forward.
then paused irresolutely.
“Confouurl it all,” he. muttered.
“This is evidently the place, too.
promising introduction, upon
Word.”
He raised his voice:
please, one, moment!”
She turned in grim silence.
“This is Sweetbriar farm, I think?"
“Yes.”
“And I have the pl—honor of
dressing Miss Blistown, 1101 'illll)S?”
A stiff inclination of 11 1 head was
the only reply vouc} 15.11 :11 by Annie.
“Then I’m afraic——1 mean, 1 bc-l‘cve
——that is—” he stummcrcd awkward-
ly—“I am John Mor.‘ on: Mrs. Bristowe
did not expect mo 90 early, but—”
Annie uttered a little cry of dismay.
It was the “paying guest,” as her
mother delighted to phrase it; for
whose reception poor Mrs. Bristowe,
worn out with the unending struggle
to make “both ends meet,” had been
preparing so hopefully—and this was
his welcome!
“530,” ,she answered blankly, “she
didn’t. You wrote us to expect ybu
by the 6.40 train, three hours from
now! We were going to send the trap
A
m y
“But——cr—stop.
ad-
'to meet you at the station. However,”
forcing a hospitable smile to her lips,
though her eyes were, if possible, more
resentful than ever, “since you have
found your way here by yo'urself, pray
come in. You are just in time for
tea, and mother,” with ironic empha-
sis, “will be only "too pleased to see
you '9’
Still bearing Fluffy’ s limp little body
she led the way, ceremoniously to the
quaint ivy-hung porch, John Morton
following in half arm:- sod, half em-
barrassed silence, while Rollo pattered
dejectedly behind.
A week later found their visitor on
the best of terms WI 11 all the mem-
bers of' the Bristowo family, from the
kindly faced, shiftless farmer down—
ward—save Annie, who, though she
had forgiven Rollo. the original cause
of the unpleasantness, had extended
but a superficial forgivenness toward
his master. She couldn’t bring herself
to pardon John Morton for the misbe-
havior of which, in her inmost heart,
she knew herself guilty. Unreasona-
ble, certainly, but human nature for
all that. _
“I can’t imagine,” Mrs. Bristowe
said, fretfully, in private. “why you
can’t behave with ordinaIy civility to
Mr. Morton; you can be so agreeable
when you choose. You know, too, how
important it is that he should be made
to feel at home. and vet you persist
in wounding and annoying him by a
thousand small discourtesies.”
“Don’t be afraid. mot-her.” Annie an-
lwered flippantly. “since it's a busi-
Of course, John Morton’s love af-
fairs could have‘no possible "interest
for Annie Yet, with a curious feeling
of annoyance, she found herself more
' than once that day speculating about
the original of the photograph.
Another fortnight passed, and the
family learned with regret that their
visitor’s stay was nearing its close,
as business claimed his presence in
London.
Annie listened with an illogical sink-
ing of the heart, but did not join in
the chorus of dismayed expostulations
which greeted the announcement.
On the morning of John Morton's
departure she was sitting in the kitch- '
.911 garden with a heap of green goos '—-
berries in her lap. which she was (1111»
cantly "topping and tailing.” Thy
thrush Was piping us- chec rily as over
from the bottom of the garden, but
somehow the juidlunce of his song
"was lost 011 Annie. . '
As the gooseberries dropped, ear-11v
with an emphatic little bounce hitrv
the big blown dish. Rollo came up.
g: rively wagging his mil, with a big
C3 vcred basket I)? t1 ceu his teeth.
Attached was -. and v hich rend:
“ A peace oileiing .Iom Rollo and his
mister.”
Annie uufustened the
{It'd discovoled :1. Si oping
t: :1, the very douuic of the
l-‘lzggfy.
,‘ n
"I’m very glad you‘re forgiven me,”
said John Morton wistfully. as slu-
limnked him in grave, sweet tones for
wicker ii 1.
.vhite kt
hapless
>3 I It *
the gift.
"Don‘t speak of that,” she. rejoined
quickly. is I who nee-d pardon. for
I’m afraid I’ve been 'ather—unp'cus-
nut during your 5133'.”
“Suppose. then.’ come the 1110111111
reply. “that yet give me something
' in token of penitence—:1 b1..1(h of l: lac
say.”
tle laugh. in which there was yet a
perceptible tremble. she reached up to
the fingiuut blooms.
John \lorton “Airbed her in silence,
then said .111 la. sully: “My younger
sister Dolly—Helen, I should say, but
the old childish name drops out unn-
wares, sometimes-~15 very fond of 11-
lacs, and I promised to biing her a
bunch!”
His sister Dolly!
She turned a swift, slaltled glance
upon him, and John Morton stooped
and took her in his arms.
II: t * ill Q
“But you were going away; we
should never have met again,” said
Annie, :1 little later, as they stood by
the lilac bush.
- “On the contrary,”
cheerfully, “I had fully intended to re-
quest Mrs. Bristowe’s hospitality for
another holiday time-wand yet another,
if need were.”—-Our Home.
An Engaggd Girl in Denmark.
“In Denmark a girl never knows the
pure, unadulterated joy of receiving a
diamond engagement ring,” remarked
areturned traveller. “She gets a plain
gold band known as a wedding ring in
‘that country, and it is worn on her left
third finger. On the day of her mar-
riage the bridegroom changes it to he;-
right third finger, which is the mar.
riage finger in that country of queer
customs. ‘When the husband dies his
widow changes her 'ring! again to her
left third finger, and «Everybody knows
that she is a widow. Being engaged
can’t meanea great deal of happiness
Win Denmark any way you take it, for
a. girl is never under any circumstan-
ees permitted to see her betrothed one
minute alone”
Teacher—What is taxidermy?
Johnny—I think I know, teach“,
Teacher—Well, Johnny.
Johnny-It’s putting" down carpet;
'~Mlle. Rich'ert s
She, hesitated. the-1, will] :1 hard 11 -
answered he,
‘ to ”stone.
UNJUST
The train from Namuf lumbered
heavily into the station at Melreux and
wakened ,. into momentary (life its
sleepy stagnation. About half a doz-
en'passengers alighted, among whom
was a tall, bronzed Englishman. His
searching glance warmed into a smileI
of pleasure as he strode hastily toward
a. Belgian gentleman who rushed to
greet him with outstretched arms.
With a string of questions the Bel-
gian led the way into the station yard.
Where an English dog cart was wait-
ing. They got in and away they
dashed in a. cloud of white dust to-
ward the little village of Durbuy. Af-
ter half an hour’s brisk run they rat-
tled noisily through the village and
drew up before a pair of massive
wrought-iron gates.
elms, along which they drove smartly.
As the Belgian alighted a clock
chimed musically.
“A quarter to t\ *clve,” said be. “You
will just have time to get rid of your
travel stains before lunch.”
“Yes, M. Barvaux, I should like to
make myself rather more presentable
before meeting the ladies,” replied his
friend, Jack Hague. In less than ten
minutes he was once more spick and
span, and 'as he went down-stairs he
found M. Barvaux awaiting him. As
they ente1ed the morning-room in
which lunch was to be served they
were greeted by a couple‘ of ladies,
Whom M. Barvaux introduced as his
wife and her niece, Mlle. Richert.
The charming manner of his host
soon made Jack perfectly at home. ' M.
Barvuux spOke English quite fluently,
and we 5 rather proud of his accom-
plishment, but Jack was rather shy
with his French at first, although the
kind way in which the girl helped him
over his difficuiiics enabled him to get
along smoothly enough. But he found
it much more pleasant to listen than
to talk, and when Mlle. Richcrt began
to speak of her love for the Ardennes
he instantly became all eyes and cars.
It was quite a jolly little luncheon
party, but amid the pleasantness there
was something which Jack could not
understand. Ever and anon the girl
appeared abstracted and seemed to be
watching M. Barvaux with a look of
deep anxiety, and once when his wife
placed her arm round the girl’s neck
affectionately Jack thought be per-
ceived an expression of mingled hate
and fear on the face of the Belgian
as he gazed under his heavy eyebrows
at the girl. At firstJack put it down
as merely his fancy, but furtherob-
servation convinced him that there
was something wrong.
The days sped by all too quickly.
Fishing in the Ourthe, which ran close
by, 01' long rambles in the woods,
gathering bil-berries, occupied the
hours of daylight, and in theevenings
Jack set as though under a spell while
1g dainty old French
love songs or extemporized dreamy
melodies on the piano.
But still the jarring 'note which had
struck Jack disturbed the pleasant
harmony, and as day followed day his
first suspicions were confirmed and in-
tensified. However, he could discover
no intelligible explanation of the num-
berless trivial incidents which, had not
his attention been roused, would have
entirely escaped ‘him. All he could be
certain about was that his host un-
mistakably manifested a strange an-
tipathy toward his niece. This how-
ever, did not prevent Jack and the girl
from becoming close friends, and it
seemed, at least to M. Barvaux, that
their friends-hip was rapidly ripening
into a'much stronger feeling. Jack
felt that his host was displeased at
the turn of adairs, and he was there-
fore not very much surprised when M.
Barvnux, seizing a suitable opportun-
ity, asked him point blank what were
his feelings toward the young lady.
He replied with perfect fiankness
that he was own head and ears in
love with he.
“Ah, my 1 riend” 1eplied M. Bar-
vaux, “I ammvery sorry for you. I
should have ivarned you earlier."
Sinking his voice to a hoarse whisper
he continued, “She is a murderess.”
Jack stared at him in amazement.
Had he suddenly taken leave of his
senses? No, he seemed perfectly ra-
tional, although very agitated. In an
exicited voice he went on to describe
how the girl was trying to poison him.
Jack came to the conclusion that his
friend was the victim of a hallucina-
tion and resolved to humor him.
“But she is so devoted to your wife,”
said he. ’ ’
“Yes, and that is why I dare not
speak. My wife thinks Angeline is an
angel, and I am afiaid to say any-
thing.”
On the next evening ,the last one of
Jack’s stay, he was sitting in an easy
chair among the window curtains
when suddenly he heard the 'soft
sweep of a woman’s dress in the room.
He turned and 'snw :rfigure in white.
“Ange-line,” was on his lips, and he
was about to spring to ‘his feet when
he saw something which turned him
She was standing at the
sideboard with a. thick, green glass
vial, the contents of which she was
pouring into the decanter of wine
specially reserved for M. Barvaux.
His host’s suspicions were, then, cor-
rect. Oh, the horror of it! The girl
he loved a poisoner! He could scarce-
ly believe his senses, but after what
M. Barvaux had told him doubt
seemed no longer possible. The girl
left the room as quietly as she had
entered, closing the door as though
afraid of being heard. Jack rushed
to the sideboard. He unstoppered the
decanter. Yes, there, was certainly a
strange smell, which was not that of
wine. Whht should he do—call A11-
geline an accuse her on the spot? 11 .
' could not. Should he tell his host?
Should he pour away the poisoned
“i ' S l.dh— ‘zuthforel
,w— a“ _
as
could make up his mind M. Barvaux. l was just telling It what it mustn’ t say'.‘ J
suSrrorons.
The house lay atf.
the further end of a short avenue of}?
F
“no. to
looking rather and disturbed,
walked in from the garden, and as
he did so his wife. and Angeline en— 1
tered the room, and dinner was served. ,
The girl was dressed in white, and a:
couple of glorious red roses gleamed
Never before had
in her black hair.
she seemed so beautiful to Jack. He
asked himself if it were possible that
so divine a creature could nurse
thoughts of murder in her soul. But
”he could not forget what 'Ih‘e'had just
witnessed, and he resolved to be on
his guard and prevent M. Barvaux
drinking the wine. ‘
Supposing, after all, he were to be
wrong, how could he face ,the girl he
loved after accusing her of such a
foul and unnatural deed"?c He was too
agitated "to eat, and he ' observed that
both M. B'arvaux and Angeline seemed
also preoccupied and ill at ease. At
length he managed to make his host
understand that he was not to touch
‘tho wine. The Belgian smiled with
an almost sardonic express-ion and
eyed Angeline curious-1y. Presently
he raised the decanter and leaned over
the table, looking at her the while
with his deep set black eyes.
“Allow me, Angeline,” he said,
pour you out a glass of wine.”
“No—no, thank you,” stammered
the girl in an agitated manner.
“Come—I insist. I will take no re-
(Ito
fusal,” he cried, springing to his feet
and filling her glass. The girl turned
pale as death and seemed to lose her
power of self-will. Half mechanically
she took the glass of wine and raised
it to her lips. She emptied it at one
gulp, and then sank back in her chair,
where she lay still and white. With
a cry of terror Mme. Barvaux rushed
'to her assistance, but her husband-
commanded her not to touch the girl.
Jack was on his feet in an instant,th
too bewildered to know how to act.
With a sickening sense of the con-
firmation of his wors? suspicions he
concluded that the glr was poisoned,
and off he rushed for the doctor. By
good fortune he ran across the very
person he was seeking. In a few
words he told him his errand and im-
plored him to return with him in all
haste.
“It is a matter of life and death.”
he elied. “Let us r.un ”
“Certainly, if you wish it " replied
the doctor, “although I may 1 ll you
matters are not so serious as you
imagine.”
-“But 19
“Permit me to explain, monsieur.
The young lady is not poisoned at all,
as you will see. The wine she drank
was intended for M. Barvaux, was it
not?”
“Yes, I believe so.”
“Well, you must know that he is
subject to periodical fits of homicidal
madness, and when these attacks are
coming on it becomes necessary to ad-
minister powerful opiates to him with-
out his knowledge. The paroxysm
passed, he is once more the calm and
cultured gentleman you know, but at
times he is very dangerous, and but
for my treatment it would probably
become necessary to put him under re-
straint. I was Just about to pay my
customary visit tonight when you met
me,.fo1' I was expecting an outbreak.”
Jack was relieved beyond measure
on hearing the doctor’s story, but the
thought that he had left the girl he
loved with a man subject to homicidal
mania moderated his feelings of sat-
isfaction, and, anxious to get back to
assure himself of her safety,. he tore
away from the doctor, for he felt that,
if an attack suddenly manifested it-
self in M. Barvanx, Angeline, as being
the person who had raised his sus-
picions, would probably be the first
victim of his made rage.
Indeed, he arrived none to soon.
Mme. Barvaux was crouchingin an
agony of terror at the feet of the pn-
conscious girl, while her husband was
standing over them gesticulating
Wildly. Jack speedily overpowered
him, and a few minutes afterward the
doctor arrived, whose presence had a
wonderfully soothing effect on the un-
fortunate gentleman. Under the doc-
tor’s care Angeline soon recovered,
but both she and Mme. Barvaux were ‘
very nfilch upset and were glad when
Jack decided to stay a few days long-
er. They were days of infinite hap-
piness for both him and Angeline, and
when at length his stay came to its
end the Brussels express bore away
a reluctant but very happy man, to'
Whose ears the rhythmic. rumble of
the wheels seemed to say, “Angeline,
Angeline, Angeline!”
A Playground on 11 Roof.
The boys of St. Paul’s Cathedral
choir, says Q'uiver, have a cricket and
football field out of London, where, on
the weekly half holidays they play
among themselves, and ' with other
schools and. choir schools. For the rest
of the week they possess what is cer-
tainly the strangest playground in
England. The top of the roof of the
school is enclosed by means of strong
beams and who netting, so that balls
cannot fall upon the unsuspecting pas-
seisby. Here on the leads, hockey,
stump cricket and the like go briskly
forward in any of the odd moments
which they have to themselves. ' In
winter a thin sheet of water, which
quickly freezes, converts the ioof into
a skating pond, who room the most anx-
ious parent could trust her son with-
out fear of his “falling through.”
Those 'who know choir boys only with
those solemn faces which they inva-
riably assume when seated in their
stalls in the cathedml, would be as-
tonished to find what remarkable light-
hearted youngsters they me when
skipping about on this roof of theirs,
deSpite the smuts and an occasional
Whiff of .smoke from a neighboring
‘ chimney.
. ___._._—.___.-........., .
"Johnnie," paid. a mother‘ to her six
year old Son, ‘ls‘it possible that I over-
hear you teaching ,the parrot to
' swear 9”
“No, mamma,” repzied ‘Johnnlo. “1
The Nation ’VRejeices at. the
Glorious Mews. '
European scientists have predicted
the ultimate decay of the human race
in America, as the result of the dead-
ly increase of diseases which were di-
rectly caused by sudden and extreme
climatic chang. Repeat ed colds have
‘fixed the catarrhal tendenéy upon al-
'most every family in the country, and
’the mucous membrane of seven of
every ten Americans is so weakened
that they easily fall victims to ca-
tarrh, tonsilitis’and bronchitis,- devel-
oping into inflammatiou that results in
diphtheria, catarrh of all the internal,
organs, consumption and Insanity.
The discovery of California Catarrh
Cure has suddenly checked the 1ncrease
of mucous diseases. Steadily these dis-
eases have lost ground before the great
medicine, and to-day it stands, with-
out a peer, the greatest medical dis-
covery of the age. Physicians recog-
nize the fact that it is banishing a
whole family of diseases 110m a nation
and has saved a. great people from de-
cay. Every true American rej01ces at
proofs like the following:
Rev. T. S. Leonard, pastor of the
First Baptist churh, Oswego, N. Y,
says: “I find the California Catarrh
Cure the best of anything that I ever
tried for catarrhal troubles of the
throat and head, and that is saying
quite a good deal, for I have tried
many kinds. It clears my head and
throat at once and 1elieves from that
d1sag1eeable feeling as though some-
thing was continually dropping into‘
the throat. I regard it as an excellent
medicine.”
California Catarrh Cure is sold at all
drug stores. A big bottle for 50 cents,
and one three times as large for $1.
An imperturbable calm and a ready
tact are the two important factors in '
making a. model hosress. Secure these
and you need never fear for the success
of any of your entertainments.
, WORTH KNOWING
Thousands have found a friend gin‘
Bacon’s Celery King. . 11‘ you have
never used this great specific for the
prevailing maladies, Dyspepsia, Liver
Complaint, Rhumatism, Uostiveness,
Nervous Exhaustion, Nervous Prostra-
tion, Sleeplessness and all diseases aris— ~
ing from derangement of the stomach,
liver and kidneys, we. shall be pleased
to give you a package of this ne1 ve ton-
ie free of charge. Large packages 500.
and 250. Edward P. Weed, N01 walk;
Mrs. Scott Williamson,Da11en.
SAVE YOUR LIFE. >
By using “THE NEW GREAT SOUTH
MERICAN KIDNEY CURE.” .T his
new remedy is a great surprise on ac— .
count of its exceeding promptness in
relievmg pain in the Kidneys, Bladder
and Back in male or female. It re-
lieves retention of water, and pain in
passing it almost immediately. Saw,
yourself by using this marvelous cur:-
Its use will prevent fatal consequences
in almost all cases by its great altera-
tive and healing powers. Sold byE. P.
Weed, Drugglst, Norwalk. Conn.
The saddest time in a woman’s life is '
when her son tells her that there is a
love in his heart other than that which
has been hitherto his mother’s sole
possession.
To fully understand the littleness of
human nature join a card playing club
of women who individually mean to
win the prize, not for its value, but
simply owing to the spirit of play.
Curved balls are said to be a product
of Yale college. The high ball is a
product of a higher civilization. The
Chaterer trusts that only her masculine
readers will understand this paragraph.
Do not think that because a. woman
is brown and freckled that she has had
a long season at the seashore. She
may have acquired these adjuncts in
her own back yard or on her bicycle.
. Dewey Got Even with Farragut.
When Dewey was first lieutenant of
one of file gunboats which Farragut
used as a dispatch boat- the admiral
used often to come aboard and steam
up near the levee to reconnoltre. The
Southerners had a way of rushing 3
field piece to the top of the high bank,
firing point blank art the gunboat and
then backing down again. Upon one
such occasion Farragut ”saw Dewey
dodge. “Why don’t you stand firm,
lieutenant?” said he; “don’t you know
you can’t jump quick enough?” A
day ‘or so after the admiral dodged a
shot. The lieutenant smiled and held
his tongue, burl: the admiral had a
guilty conscience. He cleared his
throat once 61' twice, shifted his atti-
tude and finally declared: “Why, sir,
you can’t help it. sir. It’s human na.
iture, and there’s an end of it!”—Ar-
mam. _ . .
Love Makes Caviar-dc.
l Willie—:Ma, I’m not afraid of police.-
men any longer.
; Mrs .Williams—You’ re not, Willie?
Willie—No; there Was a policeman
in the kitchen with cook last night,
and when I walked in on them I could
see that he'was frightened half to
death—New Yopk. Herald.
Asa tonic reconstructor we be.—
lieve to be 111 eve"y way pro 31%
able to beef, who, iron or cod
liver oil in any conceivable
form.
“He knew t..at V 11101 is‘de-
licious to t: kc, and on account
of its being absolut t3ly free
from grease it is as 1. aluable
in summer as in winter foi'
wasting discs: es.
Specie-JVinoi representative.
EDWARD P. _WEED.
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