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Mitrrate'it VUlou. Time, what art Thou, witli nil they flimtioij yean ' The heart of an etoritity nukuown 'â-  Thy klDKiloui iu tlia future re appoam â€" The e|>'iiU of natloue Thou liaat uviirthrowu Drop Lu the pant; the wake of Thy raruer, The moulderiag muuumoiitii uf cruuibliuK Btuae Are but Thy footprints, ami the flying y»ar9 Are hut the boating 6t Thy palao alone. The boundleu univerao in Thy Uonalns ; Thy coDitaat hand itugaffed haa ever been Hulling the future in the past, wbvro still reiualDB Au ocetiu mirror in wtilch may be aeon Tlu> wreck uf attos, all Thy victory ulainta. Kiuce Kiluu'a youthful lovers wuru fresh and preen. The past aurl futuro two eternltli'a hath been ; Man's life is but a bubblo iu hitweou. Wo nll'are travellora. and tho pathn wo tread Join all in ono , the main road to the tomb, To swell the riuikH of earth a unNumbured duad ; OuwarU wu go amid the darkHomv glooui, Idko some vaai rivor, by it» countlees trlbutaritB fod. The fate of mortaU by analony assume The roar of unknown rapid.'i "o ahead. I'rodicta the lutura imd (ocetiiU our doom. Theeo are the " secret louKlngi " and tile " pleas- ing ftiars," The liuklinK of tlu. fetters which have bound The soul , and through ihueu dungeon bara no light appenrH, Save MOW and tiiou a tr,in(i(int gleam profound From the Celoatlal undisccvumd «i>horea, Wiiprejoy uukuown to nuirtala may abound, Too groat tu nifcaiiure iu a world of tears; K joy for ovury sorrow oarth iiath found. i;. DKanv, Orkney. Thi< Triuuiph of Trutli. The man in thought a knave, or fool, Or bigfiot, plotting crime, WtM, fur the advancnmeut of bia kind, la wiser than his ttuie. For him thehomlock shall diatill : For him tho aa bo barod ; For hlni tlio glbbul shall bu built ; For bun iho stake prepared. liiui ahall tliii scorn and wrath of men i'nrsue with deadly aim ; And uiallcii, envy, spite and lioi hliall dusc'crato his uamo. lint truth shall con(|uer at the laet, l-'or round and round we run ; And evur Ih'' Hight comoa uppermost. And ever ia Justice done. â€" f'harf,;* MacUny. ESTELLES INfflOATION: A NOVEL. to caA.prKn iii. " VOr, ONlK MOIIK ! " Anthony was not tho kind of man take the world into hia conlidenoe. Time, bh ho plodded on bis ondleBB way, pUucd a fen uo'^ial ^ravestonea and opened oat Bomo new patb» at ThorbefKh- Amonf; these last waa the advent of the Smythe hmitbs. Tho old family of the MaBaiD^- berds, which had held the estate of U pperfold for as many Kenerations as lie be- tween to-day and the Third Kdwurd.pinobed between increased debts and deoreased rents, fonnd itself at last obliged to sell ; and Mr. Hmytbe Smith was the purchaser. Of coarse the Dlao Xtload of the neighborhood resented tho obaoge, and felt disposed to mike the uew-romer undorstand itu resent- ment. But n< <re modorn and perhaps more wise cou> oils prevailed, and the riuli merchant wat adopted in the room of the rained gentli'inan whom he had dispos- sessed, and fjr^jiven tho faot that he bad never a f>randfather, nor an inherited coat of arms, nor knew Greek from Hebrew nor Kpanigh from French, and that bo ooald no more have oonatructcd " Luori bonus est odor, t\ ro naalibet," than conid the Unfortunate Nutjleman himself. Ue was rich, and therefore ho would he an aoijiiisition. Then Anlliony Uarfordâ€" undoubtedly the tnoal oonsiderablu man of the district knowint! nothing of those hidden threads which bound their two fates together, threw the ehield of bie protection round tho now comer from tho bo«inning, and the neighborhood ntturally followed suit. Naturally enough the Smytbu Smiths were pained by the inKratitude. as it seemed to them, of Charlie Oaborne'ii silence. They had been bia true and valuablo backers when ho most needed help, and had, moreover, given him affection in excess of patronage. Mr. Kmythe Smith had really liked him. And Mrs. Kmythe Smith had been yet more warmly attached to him. So that when Charlie diflappoarcd out of sight, as if be had never been born, or had gone over the rapids of Niai^ara â€" after that one visit in London on hij return from Japan, fever, and hia reported death, and that one brief letter from Kingslionsoâ€" the Smythe Smiths were naturally indignant, and thonubt no word too hard for the young man who erat had been Ihoir minor kind of Apollo or their Uaffaele in patent-loather. 1 »dy Kli/.abulh, with whom the Hmytho Smiths had always kept up a friendly eorroapandonoc, and who not infrciiaently had her to slay with them in London, knew no more than themaolves what had befallen the former Eademon of Kin^ahouse. There had been more changes than ono of late. That we know. Among them was a certain chanfje in i.ady Kli/aberb. Something had gone from her, and some- thing had been added toiler. Her saintly quietude had gone, and in ita place had oome a certain practical and active vitality, as of one whose softness has been tempered by tire and whose sympathy has become ouneciouBiieHS. She was standing on oao low broad step wbioh was the entrance to llpperfold, waiting for lier host. The groom wan holding two riding-horses for herself and Mr Hmytho Smith. Kho made a pretty picture as shestood there on ihu step, framed by the bold oolumnn of the poriic'i. A h nho iitood there, more like the Delight of Anthony's first days at Kingshouse than alie had been Bino3 the hour when he had all but seen her weak- ness and divined her soorot, Anthony himself came riding through the lodgogates and up to the house, like the embodied spirit of tho pastâ€" the human form of her sensationB. liefore she had realized things as they were, and while she was still in that current of the past where she had been swept backward by the day, Anthony had flung himself from his horse and had her hands in hia-botli her hands in both of his-as in the old days when he half thought he loved her and had proposed to himself to ask her to be bis For the moment Lady Elizabeth forgot and thenâ€" of Estelle stood as the aaored barrier between bim and all other women on earth, when love for him was crime and hia love in return dishonor. Shs forgot all she had suffered, all that she bad sub- dued. This sadden reappearance of the only man she had ever loved brouglit back to her both the strength and the weakness of her love. It was not Kstelle's hnsband who held her hands in his and into whose eyes she looked. It was the I^ove she baa lovedâ€" the dream which she had once taken fortruth. " Ah 1 " she said, somewhat below her breath, and not knowing too well what it was she said at all, " you onoe more I " " YcH, I once more," he returned, a little grimly. He was glad to see hor,thia Dear Delight, who had been his as all others ; but her personality was bo inextricably interwoven with the memory of the greatest glory and the deepest shame, the purest joy and tho blackest sorrow of hia life, that he remem- bered what she forgot. Where with her Kstelle was, us it wore, swept into oblivion, with him she stood as his right band, and through the gray eytn of this fair Delight seemed to look the dark orbs of his lost love. Then suddenly ho let go her hands, and almost mechanically felt for that revolver in his pocket, which he toachod as a Catholio might touch his saored relic. At this moment Mr. Bmythe Smith came through the hall, and all signitioance in tho meeting was at once destroyed. CHAPTER IV. LIKE OLh TIMES. After that first flash and ailing weak- ness, when the suddenness of surprise tore aside the veil, Lady Elizabeth " held on to herself." accordiuy to the quaint Fnritanical phrase. Anthony Harford was marriej. Failing proof positive of poor Estelle's death, he was no honest woman's love, and friendHhip was all that could bu between one who respected herself and him. But there might be friendship. No law of Ood nor man forbade that ! And, indeed, there was friendship â€" pure, sincere, unabashed, undismayed. Thev saw a great deal of Anthony at Upper fold. As yet he had said never a word of direct allusion to Estelle. That revolver in hia pocket was more in his line. Once and once only he brushed by tho skirts of that lost Eurydice of hiaâ€" she whom the dread gods had taken, or who had sank herself to lowest depths of Hadea. â- ' You must oome to Thirft," he said to Lady Elizabeth. 'I want you to sac my boy. I am sure y«ii will sen tbe likeness. It i,-i 80 strong â€" there are days when I cannot look at him.'' " I should like to see him very maoh indeed," said Lady Elizabeth, i|aite simply. •' You know how much I loved her." " Yes, I know," said Anthony ; tbe talk fell there. He could not speak of Estelle even to her â€"at least nut yet. It would come, but not juHt yet ; and she knew that it would come. She knew enough of human nature to be able to foresee so much. Friendship and roticence con<|uer the deepest reserve in the long-run , and there are times with us all when sorrow rises so high it over- flows the heart and monnta perforce to tbe lips. Then the safe friend is trusted , and tho grief that is shared by sympathy ia lightened by just so much. Things of public intorest had not been wnntioh of late as topics for oonveisation. I or instance, thure was that marriage of Anthony's former plaything to the tnilitary-lookliig parson, who had formerly been curate at Kingshouse; and the escape they had hiiJ in tho late eartli(]aake on the }iiviera-Bu eooii after their marriage, too ^ such an uocoinfortablo experience ! Hut how well they behaved ! Then Lady Kli/caboth received a letter from her mother whioh froze the blood about her heart, and flung her into the very deptha of moral perplexity. Anne had, naturally enough, written to her mother the full account of whiit had happenedâ€" not only the story as the pr •»« gave it, but that other even graver iauk ,.^f how she met that iufamoua oouple â€" those Bad and fleeting forms of the modern I'ranoeeoa and I'aolo, for whom aho had not had the groat Florentine's sweet pity. Bbe told, instead, how lAie had confronted these sintnl ontoasts, denounoed them as impure, and branded them with their shame in the face of the world ; how she had refused to remain under the same roof with one whose unhallowed wedding-ring, that desoorated symbol -twice desecrated â€" soiled tho parity of her own wodding- wreath ; how she had seen them cast forth like sin-laden goats, bearing the burden of their guilt with them. it was not long after this letter that Anthony and Lady Elizabeth found them- selves alone in tae gardens at Upper- fold. Mr. Hinytbe Hmith had gone for the day to the nearest town ; Mrs. Smythe Smith had a headache and was invisible. Lady , Klizabeth bad refused the offer of a solitary drive with tbe ooaohman in thn dog-cart, or of a soli- tary ride with the groom throngh the lanes. 8he would content herself with the garden, she said, being of that sweet, iinseltlah kind who are so soon oontent. While walking there in the higher shrubbery, Authony roae through the gate, and caught sight of her in her leafless bower, where, however, Buow-drops and early celandine were springing at her feet, and the hawthorn twigs wore showing rod and green. Ho gave his horua to the groom when he learned that Mrs. Bmythe Smith was not visible, and strode off to join his friend, who oafno down the path to meet him. She was more sorrowful and perplexed than he knew of. With that letter in her pocket, and his nncertainty of knowledge, though so sure conviction, it was ditVioult to know what to doâ€" what was tlio right thing to dc te tell the truth and betray Estelle's Had secret, or keep sileat and see Anthony's terrible wound still blosd unstanohed. He was too miaerable himself to-day to oatoh tho troable on her face. Old love had burned anew, old sorrow had wej^t afresh. Tho coming spring Ind touched him as it touched all other living things, and, with the nesting birds and budding foliage, came thoughts of Estelle. They aat down on a sheltered seat under the hill and open to the aoath. For a moment thure was deep silence between them ; then aaddenly Anthony spoke - looking not at Lady Elii^abeth, but far all that lay between now between the day when Anthony Harford out into the distance was free to love where hfl would, and when to love him was neither shame nor sin, and this present moment when the pale spectre If I only knew the trath t " hp said. If I did bat know ! Living or dead â€" ' false or only ushappy â€" whiob is it ? " " What would yoa do if yoa did know ?" asked Lady Elizabeth, she, too, looking into the dim distanoe. Ue brought hia eyes back from space and fixed them on hers. Ho btnt forward as one crouching for a spring, and laid bis hand on her arm, gripping till he braised the tender Ueeh as it his fingers bad been made of iron. " What would I do ? " he repeated, in a low voice. He took oat hia revolver. " This," he said. " If false, I would kill her ; if only estranged, I would woo her back to me again. But it would be this ! " Lady Elizabeth confronted him, her eyes looking as steadily into hia aa his into hers. " I cannot believe yoa," she said, with grave rebuke. " You were not a willing murderer when I first knew you ! " •' Other timos other manners," he answered, with a bitter laagh. " When I first know you I was not a disgraced husband set up for tlia world to ridicule. I had not loved and been betrayed. I had not a wife who had left mo and her child, and hidden hersalf so closely away that T have never been able to find the faintest trace of her footsteps. Men are not puppets. Lady Elizabeth ; least of all, such a man as I." '• But to commit murder for revenge is being worse than a poppet," she retarned, steadily. " It is being the mere creature of your own passions, guided and governed by them and not by yourself." " Not in the least," he said, in the same bitter manner. " I assure you I ahoald take her life, if I found she had been false to me, aa deliberately as I would kill a snake or any other living thing whose nature ia to work woe to men. She sboald not have the chance to break snother hon- est man's heart, nor wreck another honor- able home!" " You seem to forget that there ia Ruch a virtue as forgiveness," she said. " Forgiveness ia for fools," he retarned. •â-  Strong men never forgive." "On the contrary," she answered, quickly, " it is the strong only who can for- giveâ€"who dare to be magnanimous. It is tho weak who must have revenge when they are injured, beoauae they are toe weak and too vain to forgive." " You are explicit, at all events," said Anthony, hia lip lifted and hia dark eye blazing. " BeoauHe I respect yoa more than you re- spect yourself," was her reply. " Beoaase what seems to ynu quite a natural and lawful thing to do, now in the moment of your anger, seems to me a dishonor against your nobler selfâ€" high troaaon against the ri.'al niaa you are." " Bogar to coat the pill 1" he said. 6he laid her hand on hia and looked at him with more love than she knew of shin- ing in her clear eyea. " No ; friendship and respect shown in the very fact of daring to say unpleasant truths ; belief in the real man in spite of tbe false appearanoe born of anger and dis- tress." Bbe spoke from her heart, and her voice was as soft and musical aa her feeling was pure and tender. But Anthony was in no mood to be witched or softened. 'â-  And I auppose yoa wonid have me to be one of your onrd-blooded crew ? " he aaid, with a sneer. " Y'ou would have me take her back from her paramour, when he had tired of her, and reinstate her here at Thrift as its mistress and my wife ? Then 1 would be ' magnanimous,' ' noble,' â-  manly,' and all the reat of the litany whioh women intone for tho benefit of an erring sister whom they choose to take under their protection. Thank you. That ia not ([uite my atyle, I.ady EUzabeth ; 1 ahould not have thought it yours." "I do not wish you to take hot back to Thrift if she has left yoa for any one else," answered Lady Elizabeth ; " bat I ahould like you to forgive her all tho same, what- ever she has done, and not to harbor each dark and deadly tboughta as you do." For all answer he took out his revolver again, and looked at it, touching it caress- ingly, " This iiffim<i Mtio rnjum" he aaid, half oilow hia breath ; " and of outraged husbanoa too '. " " I am sorry," said Lady Elizabeth, rising. " 1 feel as if I had leal a friend by something worae than death. ' " Yon have lost one by her own dia. honor," waa his hasty reply. " And the other by his inhuman pasLion," Bho answered. "So bo it," he said, also rising in hot anger. " If I have to keop Lady Elizabeth Inohbold'rt friendship only by tnaking a our of myself, I must forfeit it. I am used to suffering, and prefer this with self-re- spect to ease and cowardice." He met her lofty rebuke as loftily. From his own standpoint he wts right and she was wrong. For a woman, perhaps, she might have something to say for herself ; but for him, a man, she was decidedly wrong. I.tdy Elizabeth was a saint, but she was also a woman. She held fast by her eensa of good, and ahe waa faithful in her abhorrence of evil ; but the person counted for something, and she was not one to quarrel with a friend ho dear as Anthony llatford. Besides, if a ocolneas sprang up between them, who would Kstollo then have aa her advocate when the time came, au it must and would, sooner or later, for Anthony to know the truth 7 It was her duty to keep on good terms with him tor tho sake of faat poor ill fated girl. " Do not let na quarrel," she said, offer- ing her hand, her grave eyea euspioioualy lull and bright. " We have baen friends from the first- let us keep so to the end." For a moment the proud man in Anthony, dreesad in tbe brief authority of the offended, eupplioated, leokod coldly at this dear Delight. It was such a sweet moment â€" thia ot her offered hand and prayer for forgivenesa â€"he could net deny its enjoymont. It was only tor a moment â€" the very briefest ; then the better self prevailed, aad he took the fair wonaan's hand in both of his and carried it to his lips. " Yes, we must always bs friends," he said, in a moved voice. "My lite would indeed be dreary without your friendship. Love and happiness left me with her â€" my good angel would go with yon I " " Let me be your good angel," said Liady Elizabeth, fervently. " Let me have some real inHaenoe over yon 1 " " Where yon may," ho answered, gravely, " But there are parta ot a man's natureâ€" tracts ot thought and feelingâ€" where no one ought to have influence ; least ot all a woman." " I shall know when I oome upon them, ' waa her enigmatioal reply ; and then they talked of something else, or rather they did not for a few minutes talk of anything at all. " She will never touch that subject again," thought Anthony, as he walked by his dear Delight's side and breathed a little deeper beoan.se he bad reduced her to his will. (To be Continued). -^ ^â€" ^-^ Tho Grpat Lesson of Llfo. (Jne day, at the investment of Vioksburg â€"it waa on the memorable 22nd of Mayâ€" during a lull in the desultory skirmishing that preceded the assault, while I waa lying close to the surface of the great round globe whioh we inhabit and wishing I could get a little closer to it, we heard a treraendoas howling and ahrieking, and down the dusty road from tho front came a blue-jacketed skirmisher on the trot, holding one hand up in the other, and the hand he held up had no thumb on it. It hurt like the mis- chief, I have no doubt, but it was only a thumb after all, and how the fellow waa howling about it. He was a brave man or he wouldn't have teen where he could have lost that thumb. But you would think it was tbe only thumb in tbe whole United States Army, and that no one else on the skirmish line had been hit that morning. 6o the soldiers atw only tbe fanny side of the {.ictare. and a perfect chorus of howls, in vociferous imitation of the man's own wails, went shrieking up from the sarcastic line of the men who were waiting their turn to face death. In a minute another soldier came walking back from tbe skirmi.'ih line. He was walking slowly and steadily, never a moan fell from his compressed lips, though they were whiter than his bronzed face, and he held his hand against his breast. Tbe aUence of the death chamber fell upon the line in an instant, as tbe figure of the soldier moved along the road with tho air of a conqueror. Half a dozen men sprang to hia side. Tenderly they laid him down in the shadow ot a great oak; bis lips parted to apeak a meeaage to some one a thousand miles away, and the line was abort one man for tbe coming assault. He died ot his hurt ; but he died like a king. Oh, my boy ! don't yell the lungs out ot you over a mashed thumb, when, only three files down the lines, a soldier salatea hia captain before he faces about to go to the rear with a death ballet in bia breast. You can't help getting hart. Tbeie isn't a safe place in the whole line. There are cruel people in the world who love to wound us ; there are thoughtless, heedless people who don't think ; there are people who don't care,knd thers are thick-skinned people who are not easily hurt themselves, and they think mankind is a thick-hided race ; in fact the air is full of darts and arrows and singing bullets all the time, and its dangerous to be safe anywhere. But when you do get hitâ€" as hit you cer- tainly will beâ€" don't " holler " any louder than you have to. Grin and bear it the best yon may. There are some people so badly hurt they must moan; do yon forget your own hurt in looking after them ? â€" UurdntU in tht Ilrooklyn EagU. Tlie Tall Girl In a .Short Frock. The tall girl with the short frock ia out on the street again in a last year's dress, and there is no law to prevent her from appearing on the public promenade in the abbreviated akirta ot the ballet dancer. Tho caaual observer merely wonders if ahe has her younger siater'a dress on ; the oarefol observer notes her awkwardness, her ungainly length ot limb, and hopes ahe IS not a sufferer from a lenaitive nature. She is tailor than her mother, her feet are obtrusive, and every sympathizing person longs to Bew a fiounce of red flannel around the edge of her dreaa and break up that frightful monotony ot length. The excuse geaerally offered is that the girl ia very young, only U or 13, aa tbe oase may be, but that ia no reason at uU for dressing her in an outlandish fashion. If she has reached a woman's stature, keeping her in short dresses does not diminish the fact. Let her wear tbe pretty half- long ftooks, which oan be made to look as youthful or childish ai her age reijaires. She ia a melancholy object as she is now in her stilted short frocks, as if ahe were rehears- ing for a speotaoular show. â€" Detruit tree Preit. Ukl»l>oiiia Notes. Dead Horse Opera Honae. â€" Third tent from the Squatter office on the west. Artis- tic variety perfornaanoe every evening I I'opular prices I All flroarma mast be obecked with the doorkeeper. Come one, oome all ! Society notes. â€" The accomplished Miss Lulu Grady, late of Wichita, is making a short stay with friends from St. Louis, in the red waggon in tho hollow over north ot tho creek. A bear strayed into Dead Horse Satur- day night, and in trying to get at a barrel of pork in the tail of Judge Clocum's waggon on Arbotas atreot, turned over the whole outfit. The Judge ,got tangled up in the waggon cover and came near being smothered. Mrs. Judge Blocnm had an ankle sprained. The dogs finally ran the bear out ot town. Boards have arrived for the new Bwoden- borgian Church on Mary Ann street. It is expected the structure will be finished Tuesday. Dead Horse is booming.â€" AVw I'or* Tribune. SAVIS AMD SOVMO. The word " safe " is from the Latin " saluare," to save, preserve. Safe indioataa freedom from harm or danger ; soimd, un- scathed, undamaged, secure, whole, as, sate from disease. It is likewise regarded aa conferring aafety, to be relied open. Its synonyms are secure, unendanj^ered, sure. 'The term ia defined by lexicographers as wholesome, healthful, promoting health. How fitting the word, as applied to War- ner's Kate Bemediea, which meet every re- quirement of both materia medics and etymology. Tbsir use protects from didaaaa, and ia k safeguard to tbe entire race. Warner's Safe Cure has been extensively used in this and every other civilized coun- try, and is recognized as the most benefi- cial remedy known to man. It has long been recognized (though not publicly) by the medical profession as the most valuable compound tor the general restoration of tho human system, by putting the kidneys in a healthy condition, as when these great organs are restored to a healthy action then tho poisonous waste matter is ex- pelled by the only blood-purifying organs of the system. Few are aware that tbe kidneys are the only organs that purify tbe blood. Fancy the danger of poisoned blood oon- tinaally coursing through the body â€" 65 gallons ot blood per hoar, or 48 barrels per day, passes through the kidneys, yet tha unsuspecting regard them as ot little im- portance until they are stricken down. Poisoned blood engenders general debility, pneumonia, lung and bronchial troubles, paralysis, apoplexy, heart complicationa, rapidly falling eye-sight, scrofulous and cancoroua sores, and other serious maladies, which might be averted if the kidneys pro- perly performed their work and expelled tbe poisonoas, waste matter- When the medical profession will atrika at the root instead of hewing the branches, then we can hope for a happy relief from many of the ills ot the present day. When diseases are calk>l by their right names, and the real causes ot death are made known, instead ot death from symptoms of kidney disease, it is then that the peopla will become more fully aware ot the terri- ble fatality of diseases caused by imperfect action ot the kidneys. From tbe Northwest. The body ot an unknown man was found in Fort Rouge this afternoon with a bullet- hole through his head and a revolver by hia side. It waa apparently a case of Buicide. Johnnie McLood, tbe third victim of tha High Bluff tragedy, died at midnight at tha hospital. The remains have gone West for burial. A man named Piayfair, wanted on a charge ot forgery at Lindaay, Ont., waa arrested at Minnedosa to-day on tha strength ot a telegram from the Lindsay Chief ot Police. Gabriel Dumont waa preaented with an address by the Half-breeds of St. Vital on Saturday. W. Oordon, on trial tor forgery at tha city Police Court to-day, obtained tha criminating cheque, and, before he could be seized, chewed it up and swallowed it. He thought he was destroying the only evi- dence that would convict bim, but aa the evidence had been heard it will only make matters worse. A troop ot mounted infantry while exer- cising their horses yesterday afternoon at>ont a mile from the city, discovered the body of a man in a sitting poeition against a tree. There was a revolver in his right hand and a ballet bole in bis temple. It looked like a case ot suicide, the only cir- cumstances denoting foul play being tha fact of his pockets being turned inside out. The police have been unable to discover, thus far, who the man ia, but have soma rnason to think his name is W. Thompson. The " Keferenoe Handibook ot the Medi- cal Boience," speaking of kidney disease, says: " Uften symptoms on the part of other organs, palpitation, dyspepsia, dlfii- cult breathing, headaches or weak vision first impel the patient to seek advice. " The symptoms mislead both the physician and patient. The only Hate method of treat- ment is a faithful use ot Warner's Safe Cure. It not only secures healthy action of the kidneya, bat cures the syiaf toms of disease. At ttia Sunday Soliool. " And now, children," aaid the Super- intendent, benignantly, " are there any quest ions you would like to ask before we leave thia lesson ?" jv-. "How long did it take'?t3tt to get all the pigs in the pen the first time yon tried '?" inquired the Bweet little girl on the front seat. ^ '""^ ^^ i^ The Highland Aaaooiatioa of Illinois unanimously adopted a resolution oon- demning the New York State Senate tor discourtesy shown to Hon. Oliver Mowat, Premier ot Uatario. Bello Sttin-'a FaHctiuatluu. Despite her lack ot beauty. Belie Starr, the female bandit recently killed in Indian Territory, bad a wonderful power of fasci- nation over men she carod to influence. On one occasion a wealthy cattleman whom she met at Dallas entrusted her with ^2,500, and she clung to it so tenaciously that its owner never got it back agam. She was arrested and convicted for breach of trnst, but before sentence could bo pro- noanced the cattleman rose in oourt and said: "Judge, it's all a darned lie. Kha ain't got a nickel ot my money, and if she has she kin keep it. I wouldn't see her Bent up for twice tbe sum." Bella was then released and rejected a proposal of mar- riage from the complaining witness. At the time ot her death Bella was engaged in writing her aatobiograpby for publication, in which she was to present many thrilling incidents iu her wild life. She is aaid to have been a clever writer, employing good clear English, with a rare strength of character-drawing and accuracy. â€"From a Euftiula (I.T.J Letter. The Bitter Knd of It. Brother Tomâ€" Why do you let that little cad pay you so much attention ? I told yoa he waa nothing but a trippish dnde. Miss Curlingham â€" Heavens, Tom, I thought you said British dakel and I've about half promiaed to marry him. ai>t Out Yoar Ulctlonarlcs. The Chicago New says : Our list of En.>lish words ending in " oion " ia, up to thia date, as follows : Scion. Nescion. Phocion. Suspicion, Coercion. We should like to know the rest, it any more are to be had. Uiiniiun Kulod Out. She - If yoa attempt to kiss me I'll oall mamma. Heâ€" All right,;;call her I I'd rather kiss two than one. Sheâ€" Then I guess I won't call her. Judged by the enormous rush of fools, it ia doubtful if many angels are treading the precincts of Oklahoma.â€" Troy Timei. Tho l-year-old son of Mr. J, O. Jackson, Port Hope, fell on Wednesday, striking his obin on a tabl^. The child's teeth nearly severed hia tocgae. The doctor had to place him under chloroform and put in a Btitoh,