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 IN GOLDEN BONDS. UHAPTEE XXVII.â€" CoNmnjBD. I heard the boy say "Thank yf," and then the footsteps of the maa coming nearer to me. My only hope was that I might per- haps escape him in Ae blinding fog by crouching under the hedge till he had pass- ed; bat, to my honor, he waa cominc! ;a« slowly aad aacantioasly as I. I had found my way to the hedge and knelt down cloae under it, my faoe almost among th« briars and thorns. He passed me; I could see the vague fcrm as it went by. But in my joy at the sight I drew a sharp breath; he turn- ed back groped for me, found, and raised me to my feet, all without a, word. I closed myejesand shuddered. For the first mo- ment I felt too exhausted by the excitement of those awiul minutes to struggle much. I could only feebly try to push him oflf, crying brokenly â€" "Don'tâ€" djMit hurt me!" "Hurt you, my own darlingl Look up at me. Heaven help me, I have nearly fright- ened you to death!" I looked up with a cry, and flung my arms round his neck. It was Liurence, his face so haggard and so dirty as to be scarcely re- cognisable; but ho told me, as he kissed me again and again, that I must not mind that, for he had travelled night and day without a moment's rest since he got my letter on the morning of the previous day. "And, thank Heaven, I am in time, in time!" be cried, as he pressed me again in his arms. "In time for what Laurence? I should have been near you in two days," said I wonderingly. "We were to start to-morrow morning," "Tomorrow morningl Just a few hours more, and I should have lost you!" cried the poor fellow, in such agony of horror and re- lief at the same time that only to see him in that state brought the tears to my eyes. "LDst me, Liaurence? Ob, do tell me what you mean!" I cried piteously. "Ob, Y.olet, you are still so innocent as to think that that man would have brought ycu to me?" "Why not?" asked I in a whisrer. "Because he loves you himself," said he between his teethâ€" "it the feeling even you inspire in such a man can be called love. Your innocence would not have protected you much longer. Oh, I was a fool, a blind fool, ever to leave you, for father â€" mother â€" anybody mthe world! But I did not know quite all until your own sweet naive letter cpeneJ my stupid eyes." "Oh, Laurence, Laurence, what dreadful things are you saying? ' cried, shaking T-ith l(ar even in his arms. â- "ev( r niind, my own darling; you arc SGl-j now," taid he very gently. "I didn't mean to frighten you. I ought to have warned cu long ago but 1 could not bear siut, Laurence, my mother is going with us. Dida't 1 tell you that? 1 had a letter fi( m her " "Which bhe never wrote. On my way back to Lcndoa, I telegraphed to your mother to meet me at Ct-ariug CroES Station, and there she told me she had never seen Mr. Ilaj ner and never heard a word of the jcuiii-i'y to Monaco." This blow was too much for me; I fainted in his arms. When I recovered, I found that he had carried me some distance; and, as soon as I began to sigh, he put me down and gave me some brandy and water out cf his flask. "I'm always wanting that now I think " said I, trying weakly to smile as I remem- bered that t^• o or three times lately Mr. Rayntr had given it to me when I seemed to be on the point of fainting. "You are the first person who has made me go oh quite, though," I said. And poDr Laurence took it as a reproach, and insisted en our stopping again in the fcg for n:e to forgive him. We were making our way slowly, in the increasing daninesH, down the lane to the high road. "But what am T to do, Laurence?" I ask- ed trembling. ' .-i'lall I tell Mr. Ra\ndrâ€" oh, I caut think he is so wick-id:â€" shall I tell nim you have come batk, and do;i't want ine to kave England?" ' Not for the world, my darling," said he quickly. "Nobody in Goldham â€" not even at the Hall â€" knows 1 have come back. That is why I had to send for you on a pre- text, and frighten yC'U out of your li.'e. The boy I sent for you did not know me. I got here in a fly from the station only a few minutes before I met him, and sent him off with the promise of a shilling if he brought you back with him. "Ah that is why he was so anxious not to lose sight of me for a moment But what is all this mystery about, Liurence? Why don't you go to the Hall and see your father?" "Ah, that is a secret! You won't mind waitiug till to-morrow to know that, will you, darling?" Oh, yes, I shall! I want to know now," said I coaxingly. "Won't you trust me with your secret?" He did not want to do so but I wai curious, and hurt at his refusal; and, when he saw the tears come into my eyes, he gave way. He had been so much struck with the postscript to my letter, telling him of a sus- picious looking man whom I connected with with the Denbam Court robbery hanging abouttheHall,andprami8inglto visit it again on Wednesday, that be had obtained, be telegraphing to the chief of the metropolit- an police, a force of constables to lie in wait upon the Hull that night. He had appoint- ed a trustworthy person to meet them at Beaconsburgh station and conduct them to arendez7ons he had obtained ia the park, where they were probably waiting now. He was going to station them himself, undor cove r of the fog, in places ronnd the Hall, among the shrubs, where they would be well concealed, and yet be near the approaches of the house, especially on that side where the strong room was. The fog might work for them or against them; it might throw the thieves â€" if indeed they came, which was a matter of chance â€" into the constables'hands or it niight,hQ]jp ^em to esc^gpe. That must be left to lirtnae. ' ' ' 'And;;, ja^ know yen said in yoar letter, that Sarafiwas alwar^s raving about a bai* man named James Woodfall, who seemed to have a great infioeaoe apoo her and to be mixed up in everythieg evil ahe ticked about. WeU, 1 have bronght down aisong the constahlea a man who knew Jwnee Woodfall, «nd awean beooold identify Aim. This Woo9tall naed fo be a clever fwgsr, and got cangfatOBiy onoe, when he WM quite a lad; bnt he haa been loet sight of for years. There ia only an off-chance of " hia hwing anything at all to do with this; but I mentioned his name to the chiet constable, and he thought it worth trying. So now, my darling, you know everything, and yon mnat keep my secreta, every one, "ke pim death. As for your journey, don t be alarmed. I sh^l be in the tame trim with yon: aad your. pothttwiJliwUy meet you rt LiVSiool Sfreefrftatitift, fori haT^14; hertodo^o."' *- k. I. -nrw Laui!W|ceii«ated«iiaee«gniehoni«. w# bad cM alo*g.th«i%h m^ until w» y*"^. okwe t^e ^^bAmii^am to tiie Alde^a. when^^jifeh£'««d ^-^tiiJa «4, hoOfifnd w1i*el8,^d men's Voice* heUoirg through the fog. Linrenceopaned the gate of the cottaee garden and led me inside till they should have passed. It was the dog-cart, with Mr. Rayner on foot leading the horse, and Maynard still in it. ,, "Lucky you are going to stay the nigntl Mr. BAyner was siying. " I wouldn't un- dertake to find my way to my own gate to- night." CHAPTER XXVIIL We followed the dog cart at a safe dis- tance, which was not very far off in the fog, until it stopped at the stable gate. Then we slipped past quite unseen on the other side of the road, while Mr. Rayner was busy opening the gate; and at the front gate Liurence left me, and I groped my way down the drive as fast as I could, and got in some minutes before Mr. Rayner and his companion. And, as I could rely upon the silence of Mr. Rayner and the cook, I said nothing to anybody else about my ex- cursion. We were about an hour over dinner, and, when Mr. Riyner had been to the tellar â€" not the dreaaful stora room cellar â€" himself to get out a bottle of port, he asked Mr. Maynard if he was fond of music. "Well, I'm not much of a dab at it my- self, though I used to tootle a little upon the cornet when I was a boy," replied the detective, whose language had grown a little easier and was less carefully chosen as he knew us better. "But I don't mind a tune now and then." "Ah, you are not an enthusiast, I see!" said Mr. Rayner. "Now I can never be happy long without music. Did you ever try the violin?" "Well, no; that is rather a scratchy sort of instrument, to my mind. Give me the concertina " replied Mr. Maynard genially. 'Then I won't ask you to listen to my music," said Mr. Rayner. "I'm only a fiddler. However, I think I must console myself for this disgusting weather by a â€" a tune to night; but I'll be merciful and shut the doors. My wife and Miss Christie will entertain you, and â€" let me see, it is half past seven â€" at nine o'clock I'll come and in- flict myself upon you again, and we can have a game at backgimmou. Do you ca-c for backgammon?" ]Mr. M^^ynard having declared that he did, Mr. Rayner asked me if I could go in- to the drawing room and hunt out La Tra- viata and Moore's "Irish Melodies." I went obediently, and was on my knees turning over the great piles of music that stood there, when he camei in and softly shut the door. Before I knew he was near I felt something passed round my neck and heard the snap of a clasp behind. I put up my hand and sprang to my feet, startled. Mr. Rayner, bright and smiling, drew my hand through his arm and led me to the looking gla'is. Flashing aud ppirkling round my throat was a necklace of red jewels that dazzled me by their beauty. "Djn't I keep my promises? I said I would bring" you some girnets. Do they please you?"' But they did not at all, after what Lau- rence hadjflaid; the magn.ficent present till- ed me with terror. I put up both hands, tore themioff.j and flurg them down with trembling fingers, and then stood, panting with fright at my own daring, wondering what he^-would do to me. He did nothing. After looking at me for what feemed to me a long time, while I stood tremblin,?^, at firit proud and then aahaqaed^ myself, without the least siga 'A. diidjgSLppe^h e picked up the necklace, sb'ptdjMtihJSo has poukst, and said quite "liiit is avf i^ptetty spirit, but is rather upgratpful. isn't it.' Never mind; you shall make amends firit by-and-by. Now will you go and help Mrs, Rayner to entertain our lynx-eyed friend? You shall come back and fetch me at nine o'clock. Run alon? now, my dear." He gave me a gentle little tap of dismissal and, lather crestfallen, I turned to the din- ing room. But neither my eatertaining pow- ers nor Mrs. Rayner's were called into play; for Mr. Maynard was already rather drowsy and, after sleepily muttering "Bravo â€" very good!" as the last sounds of Schubett's "Adieu" died away on Mr. Rayner's violin, he had to make an effort to listen to a selec- tion from Rigoletio, and durine some airs from Martha which followed I heard the regular breathing of a sleeping person from the arm-chair where he was sitting. But I was piying little attention to him. The door beicg shut, I had gone closer and closer to it, as it drawn, by an irresistible fascina- tion, as Mr. Riyner seemed to play the "Adieu" as he had never played it before. Every note seemed to fibrate in my own heart, and nothing bat fear of his displeas- ure if I disturbed him before nine o clock kept me from returning to the drawing room, where I could have heard each plain- tive passionate note unmnffied by the two doors between. When the last note of the "Adieu" had died away, and Mr. Maynard's coarse voice has broken the spell by his "Bravo â€" very good!" I llatened for the next melody eagerly, and was struck with a chill sense of diappointment as an air from Rigo- letio followed. It was not that I did not care for that opera, though it is scaroely one of my f avw- itM, bnt a certain hardaesss of touch, which struck me at onoe ae being unlike the rich fall tones Mr. JElayaer generally drew from hia kved violin, grated upon my ear and puzzled me. Of eourae Mr. Maynard did not notice any difference, and muttered ap- proval from time to time indiscriminately, ^ix|.my glances stole from him to Mrs. Bay- Ijiy ana I oould aee that she also was stiVck .^irithe: jjMipK ^^ahangepf style in her htiateidA pl«yin^^'i:It was ae brilliant as ^iret^tliei execit^» vuipt the difficult paanges infthe. arrai^emegtt ol Martha waa .olavte, mare poiMt tjian unuJ bnt the aool^aaJiDt then^ .and 00 brikianoy of ahake 'ocoadeaaa ilroa)d fe|«y on* for the. loss. "ItcBd not wnndt^f:.*^ Joying of the miyi tnao, uid my intereat in the music gradually died away; and, after watohing Mrs. Rayner onrioualy for some minnteM and noting the intentness with which, aitt- in« upright in her chair, she was listening to the violin and at the same time keeping hw eyes fixed upon the slumbering May nird, I gave myself up to my own agitated thoughts. What waa going on at the Hall now! Had kteeoMtables been able inthefbg to find tferir way »fely to the park, and would tlie tye»«4 «Se after all? Would they catch Tomftxkes? Would Gordon prove to be mked up in jtt Above all. woxAA, they eatch thajwided James Woodfall, whoae %iflaea«s WEoed so strong and the memory^ of V^ »»aâ„¢8 eo fresh, though he had not Iteen seen for vt-ars? It was an awful thing to think that X by my letter to Laurence, had set on men to hunt other men down. 1 began to hops, even though I felt it was wrong to do so, that Tom Parkes would make his escape; he had never done toe any harm, and I had rather liked him for his good-ratured face. As for the unknown James Woodfall, the case was different. From Sarah's words and the eagerness with which the police had snitched at the least chance of catching him, it was plain that he was a very desperate criminal indeed, for whom one could have no sympathy. I hoped vith all my heart they would catch him; and I was rather anxious to see what sach a very wicJ^ man looked like. Poor Tom Parkes was probably only a tool in the hands of this monster, who had made even the terrible Sarah a submissive instrument cf evil. And then I fell to thinking very sadly of what Laurence had told me that day about the deception practissd upon me concerning the journey to Monaco, and I rememberea Mrs. Rayner's warning. Could it be trae that Mr. Rayner, who bad always been so kind, BO sweet-tempered, so patient, who had always treated me almost as if I were a child, and who had borne my rudeness in the drawing room just now with such mag- nanimous good humor, could really be such a hypocrite? There must be some explana- tion of it all which which would satisfy even Liurence, I thought to myself â€" almost, at least: for that letter from my mother, which she had never written â€" could that be ex- plained away? My tears fell fast as this terrible proof rose up in my mind. How could he explain that away? But one's trust in a friend as kind as Mr. Rayner had proved to me does not die out quickly; and waa drying my eyes and hoping that a few words from him would mike it all right, when suddenly the silence round the house was broken by a howl from Nap, Mr. Ray- ner's retriever, who was chained to his ken- nel out side. Mrs, Rayner started. Still Miynard slumbered. 1 looked at the clock; it was seven minutes to nine. Another and an- other ho'vl from the dog, followed by loud and furious barking. We two women sat atarirg at eash other, without a word. I would have spoken; but Mrs. Rayner glanc- ed at the sleeping detective and put her fiager to her lips. Siill the sounds of the violin came to us from the drawing-room without interruption. When nine o'clock struck, I jumpsd up, much relitved, opened and shut the door softly, crossed the hall, and turned the handle of the drawing room door. It was locked, I tapped; but there was no answer. He was playing a brilliant concerto, and I supposed he had not heard me. I knocked again and said softly â€" "Mr. Rayner it is nine o'clock. You told me to come at nine." Still there was no answer, which I thought strange, for his hearing was generally very sharp indeed. It was of no use for me to stand there knocking if he would not hear me, or did not yet wish to be disturbed; so, after one more unsuccessful attempt to at- tract bis attention, I took a lamp from the hall table and went into the schoolrooit). It was now ten minutes past nine. Nap was barking more furiously than ever, I knew by the mist there was all through the house how dense the fog must be outside; but I was so much struck by the noise the dog was making that I unfastened the shutters and opened the window about an inch to listen. The fog was blinding. I could not seo a vard in front of me. I heard nothing but Nap's barking for a minute; then I saw the dim glow of a lantern and heard a muffled whisper through the fog â€" "Who's that?" "I: is Iâ€" Violet Caristie. Is that yon Laurence?" "Hush! All right!" he whispered back. "Let me in." He got in softly through the window, and, rather to my alarm, a middle-aged man in plain clothes, also with a lantern, followed him. Liurence himself looked more alarm- ing than any thief. His face was ghastly white with fatigue, and dirtier than ever through long watching in the fog. He listened for a minute to the violin, then said quickly, but still in a low tone. "Who is that playing?" "Mr. Rayner," I answered. He turned sharply to the other man, who nodded as if to say it was just what he had expected. "How long has he been playing?" asked Laurence. "Ever since half -past seven." He turned to the other man again. "A trick," said the latter simply. " Who is with him " asked Laurence again. "Nobody," said I surprised and rather frightened by those questions. " Mrs. Rayner and Mr. Maynard are in the dining- rooTi." "Maynard?" "Yes, He is asleep." The middle aged man gave a snort of dis- gust. "Hasn't Mr. Rayner been in the dining room at all, dear, this evening?" asked Lau- rence gently. "Not since dinner. I left him playing in the drawing room at five and t#«Dty minutes to eight, and he told me to oaU bim at nine. He haa been playing ever since." "But it is past nine." ' 'Yes. When I went to the drawing room door just now I found it looked* and I knocked; but he did not answer." "Will yon go and knock again, and say you wish to speak to him particularly, deat!" said Laurence gravely. I heai.ated, trembling from iumi to ioot "Why?" I asked, in a low yoioe^ », "Because we want to opeak to bMnpartic- olarly," said the other man gruflf. Bat I looked at his hard teoe aiid'nibted out ,»'" •; "Yon ar« a poUoem|4n, I know! Wkat "do you want with Mr. Bayner?" "Nwer you mind, my dear; we won't hurt you. Just go and say you want to speak to him." "No, I won't 1" I criedâ€" not loudly, for my voice seemed to grow sudde||^. weak. "Whatever yoa think he hai done, or whatever he ha done, I will ndrtf help to tfftiie window, indwkistf^J^ 8*1^. Xw» reaoe put me into a chairs ^iispennst '"Hiat'a!* brave" gilrU"â€" bttt "wm ""^oh anapioas, ttem i^we. And the^et man? caioe baok into th««!loo^ 'oUgiK p«|eem«n wilt h!g.«Uff r«»dy«*M haiB.v r.'We must break open the door," said the elder man. I started from my seat. I wanted td rush to the drawing room door and warn Mr. Riyner but Laurence prevented me, whis- pering gravelyâ€" " My darling, you must leave it to us now." Every word, every movement had been so quiet that the music still went on while they opened the schoolroom door and crossed the hail. I stood watching them breath- lessly. The three men, Linrence, the most stal- wart, foremost, placed themselves against the drawing-room door, and by one mighty push burst it open. 1 ran forward to the doorway j ust in time to see Gordon, Mr. Cirruther's servant, fling down the violin and rush to the opposite window, the shut- ters of which were unfastened. But I heard the crash of glass, and at the same instant two policemen dashed through the shattered French window, seized and handcuffed him. Then he stood between them, white and im- movable, without a struggle. ' ' It's no go. We know you're one of the gang," said the middle-aged man. "Game's up. We've got your leader." " What leader?" asked Gordon calmly. "James Woodfall." " It's a lie 1" snapped out the immoveable Gordon. "Jim Woodfall wouldn't let him- self be nabbed by such as you." "Why not? We've got you." The man did not answer. " All his fault for getting soft on a girl Wish I had her here 1" Gordon muttered presently. He caught sight of me at the doorway and shot at me a sort of steely look that made me shudder. But I did not connect myself with his words. I was too bewildered to think or to understand clearly what was go- ing on until I saw him, handcuffed as he was, quietly draw a tiny revolver from his pocket and, without raising it, point it at Laurence. With a s^iream I rushed forward into the room and flung myself in front of Liurence,ancl I heard a report and felt some- thing touch my arm â€" I did not know what at first â€" and Laurence sprang forward with almost a yell. But he was encumbered with my form, and, before he could put me down, Gordon had wranched himself away from his captori, and, snarling, "I meant to have done tor her " had dashed through the open window out into the fog and darkness. I knew by this time that I was shot in the arm, for the blood was trickling through my sleeve but the wound did not pain nie much yet â€" I was too much excited for that, and too much occupied with Liurence's pit- iful distress. He did not attempt to join in the hopeless chase of the escaped Gordon, but put me on a sofa, tore off the body of my frock, and bandaged my arm himself. " Toll me what it all means, Laurence " Slid I. "I am not badly hurt â€" I am not indeed â€" and I want to understand it all. Did you catch the thieves Who were they? Have they really caught James Woodfall And I hope â€" oh, I hope pjor Tom Parkes has escaped " I whispered for the middle- aged man had not joined in the pursuit, but stood on the watch, half in and half out of the window. [to be continued]. Why She Broke Up the Game. Oa the train running down from Nashville to Memphis a couple of travellers called for the card table and began a game of euchre. Near them sat an old woman who had been industriously reading for an hour or two. At the sight of the cards she dropped her bjok and spectacles and pricked up her ears, and only three points had been made when she rose up ana walked over to them. " I pass " said one of the players as he looked up. " Youni man 1" she replied in a very solemn voice, "do you know the infernal wickedness of thein pasteboards " "Yes'm, and I take that king with the ace." he answered. "Want to take a hand in?" atked the other. "I shall take a band in if you don't put them keerds up. Poker killed my son Jim afore he was 25 years old. Old sledge brought my boy Sam to prison when he was only IS. Eachre was what separated me and the old man. I can't bear tne sight of keerds, and I won't have no phying in this kyar if I have to fight for it." " What's trumps " queried one of the players of his companion. " Clubs I" replied the old woman, an she brought him a cuff with one hand and seized the "deck " with the other. " Boys, hand me over them devil's darning needles." One refused to comply until she had wllar- ed him, but when she bad the pack in hand she walkod to the door and give it a fling dear of the track. Then, returning to the piir, she handed one of them a well-worn Testament and said "Now read a chapter and pass it over to your friend, and if you haven't been brung up to know Moses from Judas Isoariot, don't be afraid to turn around and aak me I If both of you don't admit in half an hour from this that you feel a hundred per cent, better, I'll treat you to some elderberry wine and fried cakes." Her Goetze, the tenor, had to travel from Cologne to Frankfort and appear the aama evening in " Lohengrin.' e lirr^ad a* the wings -Just m time to ' go on.* Afttr vanquishing the viUian who aspersed the £tl8a of the occasion, he embraaed hat As he did not know her, he whispered, 'while "^ft J^' fcn^ly in h^ awaa,- • • AUow m* to hav?;toa boaor if ittrfdtuiiig .aMelt ifcS yoa. My name is Goetze of Uolo^" hfve b»ta BiitfeeatfBlly malMt in soiaU piecos to large healing auU^ b'^roSids.' olAimstohave.obtamed very much better terolt, from riie^ue of theintemal mS teanliSi.^- ^»^««««'^ouldT, be Too I«t« io 8«Te^j^ The graphic oocurreuoe ttJl^ ^kw%on»*f the most ^^A^ md^^m domestic hi,^l tt iigNolute truth which^.'^A, »eriM|. Tfeinhteitanta of the Dle»«.. porSiad,T.Y., vrere shocES^ h^ Wa tataMWneement that m;*"" Bind^ on^ of their most prominT^ had committed suicide. The n rapidly and roused the entire neill^' • where Mr. Bindgewas so well an* !!,'"» known. At first it seemed imwi!i'** any one so quiet and domestioMmu7 rash a deed, and the inquiry was h every side as to the cause. Taefaef "i veloped on ihvestigat'on proved lows " Mr. Rindge was doanestic iahia ta^t took the greatest enjoyment in the of his children and pride in their A^^ ment. And indeed he had good be proud, for they gave promise of of success and usefulness. Bat a -i came. His youngest son, WiUian, to show signs of an early decay, g unusually tired each day, and would' times sleep the entire afternoon if r^\ to do so. His head pained him, not J^l but with a dull, heavy feeling, i\^^ a sinking sensation at the pit of the ach. He lost all relish for food and of his interest for things about him tried manfully to overcome these feeU but they seemed stronger than hid v^ began to lose flesh rapidly. Tne fath" came alarmed aud consulted physici^' to the cause of his son's illnesa, but ti were unable to explain. Finally » sores broke out on. his arms and he taken to Buffalo whore a painful operjl was performed resulting in the Iom of mi blood but affording little relief. The m man returned home and a council of phyi ians was called. After an exhaustive amination they declared there waa no hi of final recovery aid that he must die vii a very days. To describe the which this announcement caused father would be impossible. His mi failed to grasp its full meaning at first;:! finally seemed to comprehend it, but load was too great. In an agony of frei he seized a knife andtooK his own life, n ferring death rather than to s'jr\'ive i idolizsdson. At that time William Rmii was too weak to know what was transp: ing. His face had turne 1 black, hit breii ceased entirely at times, and his frie; waited for his death belie ring that the to; Bright's disease of the kidneys, from whi; be was sutferiii.;, could not be removej. this supreme mom^n' William's sister c; forwari ani declared she v.'ould mike a £. nal at;eiiip J to save bsr brother, Thi i tars interposed, assuring her it was us; and that she would only hnsien the e-A the mears she proposed to emp oy. she was firm, and putting all back. opproacS'l ed her brother's side and adminHierei remedy which she fortunately hul on h Within an hour he seemed more eisy, before the day was over he showed s gjs decided improvement. Toere la signs continued, and to-day William l\ K'.ndgeis well, having been virtually raisell from the dead through the marvelous po»' er of Warner's Sife Cure, as ca-i be ieidilj| vertified by any citizen of Coitland. Any_one who reflects upon the facta abon described must have a leeling of siduea The father, dead by his own hand, suppl- ing his son's recovery to be impossible; tk sin restored to health to mourn the lose oi his father and the agonized relatives withi memory of sadness to forever darken thei lives. Had Clinton Rindge known that hi- son couli recover he would to-day be alive ani hapoy, but the fac's which turned hii brain and caused him to commi: suicide were such as any one would acccp'as true, However sad this case may be, the trutfe remains that thousands of people are atthii moment in as great actual p°ril as WillaiL Rindge and in as great danger of causio; misery if not death to their iriecds. Liver and kidney diseases are beconiB the most common and most dangerous of any or ai. modem complaints. They are the most de- ceptive ia their beginnings and horritlf in their final stages. They are far more it- c ptive tban^Consumption, and can rarely I* b:; detected even by skillful physicians uulea a microscopic analysis be resorted to, anc few doctors understand how to do this. Their slightest approach, or pissibility oi approach shoull strike terror totheonewhc ia thrfatened as well as to all his or he friends. These diseases have do distimS symptoms, but come in the form of lassitude. loss of appetite, aching muscles and jointi dull head-ache, pain in the back, stomwli and chest, sour scomach, recurring sigM"' coM, irregular pulsations of the heart, u" frequent dizziness. If nejjlected, the« symptoms are certain to run into chroi* kidney and liver or Bnght's disease, fron which there is sure to be a great amount i» agony and only one means of escape, whiM is by the use' of Warner's Safe Cure, "nf importance of taking this great remedy op* the slightest appearonce of any of the abo" symptoms cannot be too strongly impress^ upon the minds of all readers who desire to escapa death and pain and prolong life ffi» all its pleasures and blessings. Dygpepgia and Dr. Oareons Stomach Bitten » hve in the same Stomach, one ot them h»s KO"„iJI and it is'nt the Stomach Bitters. The people'" laTorite family medicine in large bottles at 60 o«n» To make beef cakes, chop some beef tto^ is rare, with a little bacon or ham seai* with psnper and a little onion mix «» I eerve/i^tV some £ood jjravy mal* " 1 soup stock thickened with browned flt""^- A Three Cjmered WeapDu.â€" The triai^' .Iwr shape of the Triangle Dye Package, « â- oi to their undoubted sap riority bave *^ Ae day and driven all others from the nw"' 30 colors. lOo. As a role the nearer the surface the » are planted, where the soil is rea80ii»"|J 3 inoist;, the abetter chanoe there is for » Q""'" I ite^dy and^gorous growth. â- .. .FaaJuSjUmSKni. then ' fterfeot fruit. These are the severil «»* pt several of the most important ingre^"" .tt^niposing t(f^intj^ and sure com cnj^ "I^tnam's Eaini^ss Gam .Extractor, â- , Jmcjes of plants greatly oonoentritea Fttrl6wl^^jjava«d halsams in har'^^tf, nnioof^dl coiphined, give the grand r»" P vtDfmn Extcaoijoi! makes no sore spoV' not lay pi, man up for a week, bnt go" quietly doing its work until a perfect remits. B?ware of acid cubstitutea. gliBbArb Cnltur i^j, like currant bus) 't'SJirhcreandnndera **JSffluently rfoeives r ^,iT"Jre^° thing **"!.«« It should no rieason •^hei growing under neg '-T^b Usbeetandprodnc ^£d of equally good q rJ«Un»entisg7«V ^f^^once planted rhi ^itivation, bnt it must b ^tfe root- are planted i 'fjchw^. and cultivate. ' In the family gardei '"i.«c^ two to three f© jfSS; Sle«t four fee: fiS*£ raised from stec •"U reliance in the seedin TMiety as the pM*nt P ItootM is the method n, adopted. Any piece 'i^rown will grow If pai deep in meilow soil Td it. Bootrmay be plai •ly spring. Plantations every four or five yea aresaing of roannie is j ^ts will produce a crop ite period. Heavy n ,ation, and liberal si itial requisites for raisi rhubarb. The varieti \eevs, grown extensivel; II home use. It is earlj M,dofabriBk,6p.cyflav f»lt is that it seeds so all flower stalks are cut appear the crop dettrior leSria is later, has larg 1, and requires very rich id for its best developer 'antgon- This is a new va 1 England, and now inl italks are bright red, h .d b quick succetsion an^ ,. It is earlier, oi more decidedly less acid th; ety we are acquainted • It remarkable and most v )ni is that it does not to which fact its great Knly attributable, all t plant being used for the leaves. Weight of Mill neat many little things g before our eyes that lOtice. Everf one whoea it they contain seeds, bu1 eats apples can tell wh .e apples as they lie in or "nulls," lie with th end towards the stei have heard the question in large coneregations c ;hoat bringing out half ers, the large majc ig the number who did iw, while of those wh iw, more usually voted wi persons, probably, 1 lut milk as they do ab haps one ought not to b( mixed gathering there lOe of opinion ooncemi Dg as milk. Yet we are to find, upon a recent oc aber of farmers were disc Bitkin, that scarcely one tainty which of the two ter, was the heaviest, thought they knew, tb 'e in the wrong. Becau which is lighter than Ik, many think that the lighter than water. Pi mere ever took the troub! I of eithe r water or mil k t ights or difiference. The c rabvely slight, though v the milk is rich or pot k solids. Take a vesse ly 100 pounds of pure 1 milk of average i ht will be found to be a iter words milk is 3 water. r. 0. S. Bliss, who is g matters, gives, in a lurcU Niw Yorker, th mre milk, as found by r 2. The standard gallc ^a at a temperature of ly understood to weigl pounds per (raart. of pure milk at a tei weigh just 21^ pounds to remember, and fro ioh the number of q kfter finding the num iaae. A good many ts nave come to reck as a quart, which ia iWing. Barbed Wire F correspondent of i |«er gives the foUowii 'my own long experi ' lencmg and still long Pgea, I can fin^ uq wei^ 'Wtt' I have hearc •ome expressed fears "^pk but these objecti [«»iiipari«on with tb wire fencing. Its •Wity, low cost and c M storms, are certa lly considered, the ' compare with it. Wi "'Ji as a general rule, l preferring to use I* at the bottom. .^principal objecti r2Sl*«« fencing, is t L^* injury frtmi »t the barbs. So f s „**• ««t«6dod, this ol .^•Waheatton of ^^•fftoal facta. rt'fc^k* thing, a?ii*r«"^J^ " a*2^* objwstu) av. ^*^a«Bad lo " " "••»*»â-  aod •*«^ Tho dii