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 i^ H' i^^ " I I- A V â- â-  E^;. l.:i tV •! k i A ' 1 A BLUE GRASS PENELOPE. CoHTDnrsD. 'WtU, I dcn't know inyone who hn » better right to know than Spenoe Taker's wife," raid another with ft oniMlangfa. The laafch waa echoed by the othen. Mra. Tneker aaw the pit innto which ahe bad de- libCTfttely walked, bat did not flinch. '-Ib there any one to aerve here f ahe a8k ed, turning her clear eyea full npon the by- â- tan 1 era. *Yoa'd better aak the ahrriff, He was the laat cne to tone here. He carved en attach- ment," replied the inevitable homo ist of aU C^fomian aaaemblagea. "Ik he here f ' asked Mrs. Tucker, ditre- gardinx the renewed langhter which f cl'owed this Bubtia wicticism. The loungers at the door mads way for one offtbeir pvty. who waa half dragged, half gushed into the shop. "Here he is," saiJ alf a doz n eager voices, in the fend belief that hir presence might impart additional humor to the situation. He ca^t a deprecat- ing glance at Mrs. Tocker ajad said "It's so. madam I This yer plac? isattached bat if there's ejiythisg you're wanting, why, I reckon, boys" â€" be ♦urned half appealmgly to the crowd â€" " we could oblige a lady." There was a vague sound of angry opposi- itcn and remcnntrance from the ba?k door o the shop, bntthemajrrity, partly overcome by Mrs. Tucker's beauty, absented. "Ooly." continuE d the cffl Jtr explanatorily, "ez thess yer goods are in the hands of the creditors, they ODght to be rep: eiented by an equival- ent in money. If you're expecting they should be charged " "But I wish to pay for tbem," interrupted Mrs. Tackrr with a blight flush of indigna tion. "I have the money," "Oh, I bet you have " screamed a voice, as, overturriog all opposition, the malcon- tent at the back door, in the shape of an in- furiated won an, forced hex itay intt the ahcp "I'll bet you have the money. L o^ at her, bov-s L ok at the wife of a tbief with the stolen money in diamonds in her eira and rings on her fiagers. Shfi's got money if we've got none. She can pay for what she fancies, if we haven't a cent to re- deem the beds that's stole from under ui. Oh, yes, buy it all, Mrs, Spencer Tucker buy the whole shop, Mrs. Spencer Tccker do you hear Aad if you ain'i satisfied then buy my clothes, my wedding ring, the only things your husband hasn't stolen." "I don't undcratand you," said Mrs. Tucker coldly, turning towards the door. Bat with a flying leap across the counter her relentlees adverEary stood between her and retreat. "You don't unjeratani Perhaps you don't understand that your husband not only stole the l a'd labor of these men, but even tbe lit'le moi.ey they brought here and trast- ed to his thieving hands. Perhaps you don't know that he stole my husband's bard earn- in;Z8, mortgaged these very goods ycu want to hay, arui he is to day a convicted thief, a forger, aid aiuoaway coward. Perhaps, if you can't unocrstand me you c'n read the newspaper. Liok " Sbe exultingly opened the paptrr the S'leriff bad bean reiding aloud and pointed to the di-p'ayed bead lines. "Look! therearethe very words 'Forgery, Swintle, Embezzlmcn' ' Do you see And p ria{.s yon can't understand this. Ltok I 'Shamefol flight. Abanrlons his wife. Kuns off with a Nit( rious " "E isy old gal, easy now, D â€" ^n it I Will you dry up I say. Stop " It was to late 1 Tbe Sheriff had dashed the paper from the wr man's hand, but not until Mrs, Tucker had read a single line, a line such as she had scmetiniea turned from •wifi weary tcorn in her careless persu^l of the dail_v nhamsful chonicle ot domestic in- felicity. Then she bad wonoered if there could be any such men and women and now! Tee crowd fell back before her even the virago was silenced as Fhe loohed at her face, Tbe humorist's face was as white, but not a' immobile, rs he gisped. ' Christ 1 â€" if "I don't b?lieve she knew nothin' of it ' Fiir a moment the full foroe of such a, tup- position, with all its poignancy, its dramatic intensity, find ito pitbos, possessed the crowd. In the momentary c'lairvoyance of enthusiasm they cm^-ht a glimpse ot tbe truth, and by one of the strange reactions of human pas- sion t'oey orily waited for a word of appeal or explanation from her lips to throw them- selvtfc at h^r feet. Had shs simply told her story they would have believed her had she cr;ed, fainted, or gone into hysterics, they would lave pitied her,- Sh« did neither. Per naps she thought of ndtterâ€" or indeed of anything thit was then bsfore her eyea. She walked erect to the door and turned on the threshold. "1 mean what I say," she said c"ltrly," I don't understand you. Bat whatever jost c^atm you have upon my hus- band will db p tid by meâ€" or by his lawyer, Cipta'u Poincetter." S 36 h%d lost the symp-aVcy but not tiie re- spect of her hearers. They made wa^ for her with ulitn deference as she parsed oat on the platfcrm. But her adversary, profiting by t le last oppoitunity, burst into aa iron- ical liugh. ,* Capt. Poindexter, is it Well, perhaps he's safe to pay ^our bill â€" bat as for yoar hnsband'n " "Thav'a another matter," interrupted a fa- m'liar voise with the greatest cheeiitdnsss â€" "that's what you were going to say, wasn't it Ha 1 ha I Well, Mis. Patterson," con- tinueo Poindexter, stepping from his baggy, "you never spoke a truer word in yonr life. One moment, Mra, Tucker. L^t me send yonr Vack in the buggy. Don't mind me, I can get a fresh horse of the sheriff, I'm qaite at home here. I say, Patterson, step a ttiw paces this way, will you A little fur- ther from yonr wife, please. That'll do. You ve got a claim of $5,000 against the pro- perty, haven't yon " "Yes." "Well, that woman jest driving away is your one solitary chance of getting a cent of it. If your wife insults her again â€" that change is gone. And if yon do " "Well • "As sure as there ia a Ood in Israel and a Supreme Court cf the state of Califomia,I'll kill you in yonr tracks ♦ » Stay I" Patterson turned. The irrepressible look of bnmomons tolerance of all human fmilty had Eufi'ased Poineexter's black eyes with mischievous moisture. "If yon think it qnite safe to confide to yonr wife in thii pro»pect of her improvement by widowhood â€" yju may!" CHAPTER III. Mr. Patteraon did not ioform his wife of the Iftwyer's paraonal threat to himielf. But he managea, after Poindexter had left^ *o make her eon-woM tlmft Mra. Ta^ misht be ft power toH y^»fA*9A ftnd fsM*. " You've rtot off yoBT monA ftk her, m nid, argummtatiTaly "and whether to« â-¼â€¢ hit tiie nark or not yoa*»e had TW â- Â»â-¼â€¢ Bf yoa think ita worth • poarfble «5,0pp and interest to ke^ on, heftve fthcfti. Bf ywj rftther hftve tite shance of «•**«»«,. '»^" in carii. yooll let vp on b«.» "Too dont â- oppoaa." returned Mra. Pattemon e»*^P: tnooaly. " that ehe^a got anytiiing but what that man o* heta-^Poindtxterâ€" lefs her havef "The Sheriff raya," rattrted Pat- terson anrl ly, " that ehe'a notified him thftt she claima the rnneho aa a gift from her husband three years agoâ€" and she's mpof scMioit now. and was so when the fcxecuoon was out. It don't make no matter, be added, with gkwmy philosophy, "whose got a full hand as long as we wn't got the cards to chip in I wouldn't bev mmied it." becTntinued meditatively, "ef Spencer Tacker had droppsd a hint to ma afora he put cut. "And I suppose," said Mrs Patterson angrily, "you'd have put out too?" "I reckon," ra'd Mrs, Patterscn simply. ^, Twice or thrice during the evenmg ne rs- feirsd, more or less directly, to this lack of confidence shown by his lata debtor and em- ployer, and seemed to feel it more keenly than the loss of property. He confided his sentiments qaite openly to the S'leriff in possession, over the whiskey and euchre with which these gentlemen avoided the difficulties of their delicate relations. He brooded over it as he handed the keys of the shop to the Sheriff when they parted for the night,- and was still thinking of it when the house was closed, everybody gone to led, and be was fetching a fresh jug of water from the well. Toe mtwu was at times obspured.by firing clouds â€" the avant couriers of the regular evening shower. He was stooping over the well, when he sprang suddenly to his feet again. Who's there " he demanded sharply. "Hush 1" said a voice, so low and faint it might have been a whlf-per of the wind in the palisades of the corral. Bat, indistinct asitwa' it was the vo'co of the mam he was thinking of aa fscr away, and it sent a thrill uf alternate awe and pleasurs thrcngh his pulses. He glanced quickly arcund. The moon was hidden by a passing clond, and only the fa'nt outlines ot the nouse he had just quit'ed were visible "Is that you, Spence " he said, tremulously. "Yes," replied the voice and a fijjure dimly emerged from the corner of the corral, • Lay low. lay lowâ€" for God's sake.^ said Patterson, hurriedlv throwing himself uton the apparition. *Tae Sheriff and his posse are in there," ' Bat I most speak to you a momsnt." said the figure. "Wait." Fa'd Patterson, glaccing toward the building. Its blank shutterless windows revealed no inner light â€" a profoand silence enccnpissed it. "Come quick," he whisper- ed. Letting bis grasp slip down to the un- resisting hand ot the stranger, he half dragged, half led him, brasbiog against the wal), into the open door of the deserted barroom he had just quitted, locked the inier door, poured a glass of whiskey from a decanter, gave it to him, and then watch- ed him drain it at a singrle draught. The mom came out, and, falling through the bare windows full upon the stranger's face, revealed the artist'c but slightly dishevell- ed curls and moutu;hs of the fugitive, Spencer Tucker, Whatever may have been the real in- fluence of this unfortunate man upon his fellows, it seemed to find expression in a singular unanimity of criticism, Patterson looked at him with a faalf-dismal, half wel- come tmile, "Well, you area h â€" 11 of a fellow, ain't you " Sp3r car Tucker passed his band through his nair and lifted it from h's forehead, with a gesture at once emotional and theatrical ' I am a man with a price en me I" he said bitterly, "Give ma up to the Sheriff, and you'll get five thcuEand dollars. Help me, and yoa'll get nothing. That's my d â€" d luck, and yours too, I suppose." I reckon jou'r| right there," said Patter son gloomil). "Bat I thought you got clean away. Went off on a ship " "Went off in a beat to a ship," interrupt- ed Tucker savagely "went off to a ship, that had all my things on board â€" evpr--.t'iing- The cursed boat capsized in a squall just off the heads. The ship, d â€" n her, sailed away^ the men thinking I was drowned, likely, and that they'd make a good thing of my goods â€"I reckon," "But the girl, Inez, who was with you, didn't she make a row " "Qutei. tabe," returned Tacker, with a reckless laugh. "Well, I hung on like grim death to that boat's keel until one of these Chinese fishermen, in a 'dng out,' hauled me in opposite Sincelito I chartered him and his dug out to bring me down here," "Why here " asked Patterson with a cer- tain ostentatious cantioi that ill concealed pensive satisfaction. "You may well ask," rel:umed TacKer, with equal ostentation cf bitterness, as be s' g'ltly waved his companion away. "But I recK-oned that I coald trust a white man that I'd been kind to. and wouldn't go back on me. No, no, let me go I Hand me over to the Sheriff 1" Patterson had suddenly grasped both the hands of the picturesque scamp before him, with an affection that for an instant almost â- hamed the man who bad ruined him. Bat Tucker's egotism whispered that his af- fection was only a rH:ognition of his own superiority, and felt fiattered. He was be- ginning to believa that he was really the in- jured party. "What I have and what I have had is your' Spence." returned Patterson, with a sad and simple directness that made any further disocssion a gratuitous insult. "I only wanted to know what you reckoned to do here." "1 want to get over across the coast range to Monterey," said Tneker. "Once there, one of those coasting schooners will bring me down to A»pnloo. where the ship will put m." Patterson remained silent for a moment, "There is a mustang in the coral you can takeâ€" leiutways, I shan't know that ita gone â€" ^until to morrow afternoon. In an hour rom now," he added, look-ng from the win- dow, "these clouds will settle down to busi- ness. It will rain there will be light en- ough for yon to find your way over the mountain, but not enou^ for any one to know you. If yon can't pnah through to- night, you can lie over on the Posada m the aummit. Them Greatera that keep it won't know yon, and if titey did they wont go. back on yon. And if they did go iMKsk m yra nobody would beUeva them. It's mighty oniiooa," he added with I'W^fm^ rf «*tia toiiv. Moag ^;;^^oi HuiotiMn mad* in na »mi»V' *rr' -:'~^!Li~a fua ^Jiif ii«««»»r»»^*^i?SfiflS Bumpkin me from the bar. Tp*^J3^ gSKd Se pie wift «- fi*°ir4J^ gSKfingeJ^h the oj^. »dJor J few momente was silent from tfco »""•" SSS^of viand and '^^^^^^ i^hiteman. PattersoBi -y^y- .J.*tt iUed. " ni take your bone, and patrt down in our acconnt, at yoar owii«K««. i^«»iaathi cursed *»»»«» "«^°^ I'U be babk and see you, though, yo» «**; Idon't desert mjimniu, howvar ibigh thin 28 go with me." .. "I ale you don't," returned P**^?* with an unconscious and serious aimplioi^ that had the effect of the most exquiarte irony. "I was only just »»??»« *«*? Sheriff that if there was anything I could hnve done for yoa, yoa wouldn t have out away without letting me know. Tucker glanced uneasily at Patterson, who cont nu- ed "Ye ain't wanting anythmg elseT Tiien obaerving that his former fnend and paron was roughly but nawly clothed, and betrayed no trace of his last escapade, he added. " I see you've got a fresh baimess, "TKat d d Chinaman bought n^e the-e at the landing they're not nauch in styl^ or fit," he coatinued, trying to get a moonlight view of himself in the behind here mirror the bar, " but that don't matter H«S filled another glass of spirits, iauntily settled himself back in his chair, and added. ' • I don't suppose there are wiy girls around anyway." " • Cept your wife she was down here this afterroou," ta-d Pattersop meditative- Mr, Tacker paused with the pie in his hand, " Ah, yes 1" He essayed a recklew lai:gh, bat that evident simulation failed bafore Patterson's melancholy. With an assumption of falling in witn his friend s mannw, rather than from any per::onal anxiety, he coatiuued. "WeU?" "That man Poindexter was down hera with her. Put her in the Aocie ndo to hold possession before the news came out." "Impossible 1" said Tucker, rising hastily. "It don't belongâ€" that is "he hesi- tated. "Yer thinking the creditors 'il get it, mebbe," returned Patterson, gazing at the floor. " Not as long ai she's in it no, sir Whether its really hers, or she's only keep- ing house for Pomdexter, she's a fixture, you bet. They're a team when they pull together, ttiey are I" The fcmile slowly faded frcm Tucker's face, that now looked quite rigid in the moonlight. Ht put down his glass and w alksd to the window as Patterson glocm ly continued, "But that's nothing to yoa. f ou've got ahead of 'em both, and had your revenge by going off with the gal. That's what I said all along. When folksâ€" speci- ally women folks â€" wondered how you could leave a woman like your wife, and go off with a scalliwag like that gal, I allers taid they'd find out there was a reason. And when your wife came flaunting down here with Poindexter before ehe'd quite got rid of joa, I recken they began to see the whole little game. No, sirl I knew it wasn't on account of the gal! Why, when you came here to night, and told ma quite na- t'ral like and easy how she went off in the ship, and then calmly ate your pie and drink your whiskey after it, I knew you didn't care for her. There's my band, Spence; you're a trump, even if you ara a little looney, eh? Why, what's up?" Shallow and selfish as Tucker was, Pat- terson's words seemed like a revelation that shocked him as profoundly as it might have shocked a nobler nature. The simple van- ity and selfishness that made him unable to conceive any higher reasoa for his wife's loyalty than his own personal popularity and success, now that he no longer poss^is- ed that ec^at, made him equally capable of the lowest suspicions.. He was a dishonor- ed fugitive, broken in fortune aad reputa- tion â€" Why should she not desert him He had been unfaithful to her froai wildness, from caprice, from the effect of those fascin- ating qualities; it seemed to him natural that she should be duloyal from more de- liberate motives, and he hugged himself with that belief. Yet there was enough doubt, enough of hauntmg suspicion that he had lost or alienated a powerful affftotion to make him thoroughly miserab^«. He re- turned his friend's grasp convulsively and buried his face npon his shoulder. But he was not above feeling a certain exultation in the effect of his misery upon the dog-like, unreaaoning affection of Patterson, nor could he entirely refrain frou slightly pos- ing his affliction before that sympathetic but melancholy man. Suddenly he raised his head, drew back, and thrust his hand into his bosom with a theatrical gesture "What's to keep me from killing Poin dexter in his tracks " he said wildly. "Nothin' but Aw shoothig first," rsturued Patterson, with dismal practicality. 'He's mighty quick, like all them army men. it's about even, I reckon, that he don't get me first," he added in an ominous voice. "Nol" returned Tucker, grasping his hand again. "Thii ia cot yonr affa r, P. .t 'er son leave him to me when I come b ick." "If he ever geti the drop on ma, I reckon he won't wait, continued Patterson Ingnbn- briously. • 'He seems to obj ectito my passin' criticism on your wife, as if she was a queen or an angel," The blood cams to Spencer's cheek, and he tnmed uneasily to the window, "it's dark enoogh now for a start," he said hurriedly, "and if I could get aoroas the mountain without lying over at the summit. It would be a day gained." Patterson arose without a word, filled a flask of spirit, handed it to hu friend, and silently led the way through tbe slowly faUing lain and the now settled *^^fT- ^The mustang was quickly secuMd mi^ saddled a heavy poncKo afforded Tneker a diignise as well aa a pro- tectim from the nia. With a few burned diBoonnected words, and an abattacted air he once more shook his friend's hand aad issued cautiously from the oorral. When iPut of earshot from the house, he put spun to the mustang and dashed into a gallop To intercept the mountain road he was °^^.,*?-*"T!;!".P«'°**^ highway his wife had to walk that aftamooo, ud to oftM witiiin a mil* of the eosa when ahe WaT Ltmg before he reaohed that point his evaa were itrainhis the darknea in that diraot- lon for some EidMation of the houaa wbidh» was to him faniliarp Beooming now aobna-' tomedtothaovMiobaoittlty, !«« tryimg to *^» yuBoa than the alteraata SSSon from oertain thooghta h« jj^ ^^brtam and oonld not entirely dmouss. S;,SS3*^d inexphoable *« hum« SJ^it might have been woqptohle Jo JSpiViieonSiBoiencJ for its predestm^d '*H?lrft the road at a point where the m»r.h encroached np,n the meadow, familiar to him already as nwrthejtO' where he had ieb"ked from the Cam*m^- boat the day before. He "membsrad that the wa'ls ot the hacienda were distoctly visible from the tules where he had hidden all day, and be now knew that the figwa* he had observed near tiie bunding, which had deterred his first attemptaat landt^. must have been his wife «»dl»n fnend. Ha knew that a long tongue of the slough filled by the rising tide followed t*e marsh, and lay between him and the haeieHda. The sinking of his horse's hoofs in the aponfflr soil determined its proxiraity, an 1 he made a detour to the right to avoid it. In domg so a light suddenly rose abeve the distant horizon ahead of him, trembUng faintly, and then burned with a steady lustra. It was a light at the hacienda. Guiding hu horse half abstractedly in this direction, his pri- gress was presently checked oythe splash- mg of the animal's hoofs in the water. Bat the'turf was firm, and a salt drop that had spattered to his lips told hhn that it was only the encroaching of tne tide m the meadow. With his eyes on the light, he again urgqd his horse forward. The rain lullad, the clouds began to break, tha lands- scape al':emately lightened and grew dark the outiines of the cramVing haaenda walls that enshrined the light grew more visible. A strange and dreamy resemblense to the long blue brass plain before his wife's paternal house, as seen by him during hia evening rides to courtship, pressed itself upon him. He remembered, too, that sbe used to put a light in the window to indicate her presence. Fallowing this retrospect, the moon came boldly out, sparkled np:n the overflow of silver at his feet, seemed to show the dark, opaque maadow boyonl for a moment, and then disappeared. It was dark now, but the lesser earthly star still shone before him as a guide, and pushing towards it, he passed into the all-embracing shadow. we vuBoa toan ttaa alteraata li^t and â- hadowaftdonderthefaU gUra oTinooii^ (to be coirriNUED.) The Social Kite. Though not described by Audubon, the social kite deserves a word. You, in your affabla way, start a topic, novel and interest- ing. Scarcely have you flushed your g one ere your kite pounces on it, tears it trom you, and proceeds to discuss it for the bene- fit of the company. Yon are good natured, and let him have his way. Presently Jones, on the otiier side of the table, smiling plea^ntly, begms the recital of some in- teresting incident which happened down town in the morning. Jones is not a talk- ative man, and-this^is the ooe little morceau by which he hopas'to shins at dinner. The kite leta him get as far as the second sent-, ence, and swoops down as before. Having plucked each feather from this second prey (clumsily, too, rending and tearing it, and not at all in the neat manner in wmch you or Jones would have done it), he relapses in- to t-mporary silence, watehing with eager eye for his next victim, ready with beak and claw for the first idea that flies. If, happy, you attempt to continae your story, there follows the most disagreeable duet, the kite usually getting the better of it by dogged pertinaoity and ill-breeding, and leavmg you somewhat nettied for so small a matter. The kite is by no means a rare bird. He is hardy, with a hide of phenomenal toick- ness. Though solitary as regards other kites, he dearly loves the society of mm for, Idft to himself, there is no one to inter- rupt or from whom to filch ideas. When by chance two kites meet a spirited contast en- sues, the louder mouthed and more ill-bred (there are degrees in kites) carrying the day, aud the rest of the company wishing them at Jericho. Tnere is probably no more dis- agreeable social nuisance, in a small way, unless it be the man who allows you to finish, and then laboriously explains your remarks to the company. B oth forms of i il breeding are common enough. Tne latter arises from stupidity, and both proceed on the caldish assumption that the speaker knows mors than yourself of the matter which you are discussing, coupled, in many cases, with a sneaking desire to filoh your ideas. Doubtless, like him who steals your pnrse, he often steals trash but it is your trash, and you feel entitled to itâ€"" a poor thmg, but mine own;" and it is hard to view this social robber with equanimity â€" Boston Oaaette. An Unknown Monster. For the past seven or eight yean diSx- ent atoriea have been told ooncemins a dreadful monstsr that inhabited a body of ^ter known as Cntw Lake, aitnated about fifty-five mUes west of North LinkviUe. John ShaUook, with [othera. has joat aeea the monator. Mr. Shallook aaya it looked to be aa large aa a man's body, and waa swimming inth about two or throa feet out of w»ter, and going at a rapid rate, as fast ai a man oonld row a akiflUaaving; rfnilS wayebehmdit !*• face, or heS, â„¢k5 white, and. although it wae a lonTway d? toey oonld pbunl, aee that it walTof ai S moue aia^ Sevenl ahota w«n fired at S. but It waAo far off that thoy oaiUdnot i where l^eir bnUete strnok tt? ^i? gS'" Moon «iy, the blnffi wianTtt; iJ« •"^O" 1.600 to 3.000 ieat above SJ wjjtor^«d.hno.t p«rp«iiclar.-j:to««tt! The ItehloiMMe Color. BMk cashier to tailor: olotS?'"'*^"y»«"«» wit of "wSl5K*^L51^«»"^^ "' Wdl, for bank OMhkn. Csaada •*». â€" to be tha favorfta." ^i»M» gray MSSTASE..^^^ â- wr ooiMna Bootrg IMS â-  â- Â«. m»iw ma» Orxm »wiee^J[^. The tnyeUer of the ptZj? V la hnrried along by the ffl Hiw init. bnifet o«^ MdTaCT^SS dom reyerto in thought toft*?*^ 2 tba stage coach and packet^ ^»W means of communicatioa h«i!?"'*«^ points. It ia rare that l:i old-time stage drivers is j^tirJ?* days, and when the writer./'"' «»ow across Fayette Haskell, of T^^iu ir 1... cii. i:i V-.,.' "I liOek,..!.^ Y.,he felt like a discoyery of some rare%Xr "^^ i gotten lore." Mr. Haskell T' " 'C of the pioneen in stage dri;in;T*'i»i erely ran from Lewiaton to NuoT ^^ rly adventures ,^S« a yolame. At one time when bo" a mountain near Lewiitou with "^f"" 1 personage than General Scott m°^* sei]«er, the brakes gave wav j^ 1 coach, came on the heels of th " horses. The only remedy wju "' the leaderstoagaUop.^Ci^2pl tional momentum with eachravnn-^' the wheels the coach swayed and1?f°i°' I down the mountain side into the t of Lewiston. Straight ahead m fi! r" of the steep hiU flowed the lyW*-^** towards which the four horses 4* J^" patently to certain death, Y^iv^^ hand never relaxed its hold nor the i brain its conception of what must Ui in the emei^ency. On dashed the hn!!! until the narrow deck was reached on aJ river bank, when by a masterly eihiv tion of nerve and daring, the coach »« turned m scarce its own length andaT horses brought to a stand-still before T pale lookers-on could realize what bd* curred, A putso was raised by fJeJ^ Scott and presented to Mr.|Haakeli^ high compliments for kis skill and bwen Notwithstanding all his strength iS robust constitution the strain of eontuu ous work and exposure proved too niBcli for Mr. Haskell's constitution. Thecoa. stant jolting of the coach and the neca. sarily cramped position in which he m obliged to sit, contributed to this end, and at times he was obliged to aba^ driving altogether. Speaking of this period he said "I found it almost impossible to sIm at night my appetite left me entirely IS I had a tired feeling which I aevetknei before and could net accoum for." "Did you give up driving tn irely?" "No. I tried to keep up bit itu only with the greatest effort. This ittti of things continued for nearly twenij years until last October when I wmtil to pieces." "In what way " "Oh, I doubled all up, could notnlk without a cane and was mcapable of any effort or exertion. I had a constant fr sire to urinate both day and night, mi although I felt like passing a galln every ten minutes only a few drops cooli escape and they thick with sediment Finally it ceased to flow entirely andl thought death was very near." ' "What did you do then?" "What I should have done fore listen to my wife, Unaer vice 1 began a new treatment," "And with what result " "Wonderful, It unstopped the doied passages, and what was still more wonda ful regulated the flow. The sediment vanished my appetite returned, and lai pow well and good for twenty mm years, wholly through the aid of Warner'i Safe Cure that has done wenders fotne as well as for many others." Mr. Haskell's experience isrepettell every day in the lives of thousands ol American men and women. An in- known evil is undermining the eiistenu of an innumerable number who do not realize the danger they are in until health has entirely departed and deatl perhaps stares them in the face. To neglect such important matters is lib I drifting in the current of Niagara abore j the FaUs. Speaking of matrimonial yokes, » Jw*l York woman has just run away with Mi| Ejige. Important, When yon^vislt or leave New York gtTi •'51 BassaKe Kxpreasaca and Carriage Hin^l stop at the Graitd Uiwoif Hotbl, opp»JI Grand Central Depot. 600 elagsnt rMBI fitted up at a cost of one sailion doim 91 and upwards per day, European pl*" *[ vator. Restaurant supplied with U»?,"J Horse cars, stages and elevated »"JS to all depots, FamUies can bve «^ for less money at the Grand Union Hotel w at any other fint-class hotel in the cicr " C *lled back "â€"The man that forgot h pay bis check. CMarrtiâ€" A Mow Treatment Perbapa the most extrarordinary snt^fS has been achieved in modem science las "J attained by the Dixon Treatment of okh^ Out of SpoO patients treated daring tba^ six monehs, fully ninety per «»«'t„.W!S cured of this stubborn malady. ^j^'S the leas startlins when it is rememhwea gj not five per cent, of the patleats I|rt""'3 ttiemselyes to the regular pracbam« Jg buiaOtted. whUe the patent «nei«"",S other advertlsad cures never reoord scon all. Starting with the claim now genMsux" Ueyed by the most scientiflo mm "J the dlseaaa is doe to tbe pref^n^ Uying patasttee in the tissues, ifi- i on at onoe adapted his c5,» f^ grtermlnatlop this aooompUshed »f,°7^ ia pnptioaUy cured, and tha^Iwr°^i|^Mi8 Queetioued, as ouns eflSacted by him fo^J^ outer cre«aneni naa ever "â- u^'t.TnH MS" I appUoation of the remedy is ^TSi^AJ^^^ doae at hmne, and the present '^^Si^t^ year ia the most favorable for a f^y^ pamumeat ouie. the nMUoritr m jw^jj^c* 'j!sssrx:ra|3s .Khig«treet West, Toronto, Canada. wJJS^ stamp for their treatise on catarrn.-*"" l Mr. WinkEâ€" " Jane, have yoa fed the « this morning " ,^ ^^ ^^ Mrs. Winksâ€"" No he doesn t new •• "Why, I have not given him »ny siaoa yesterday morning have yon • n^ ••Nob but one of Mariar** foUer» " SBNlor air BnioM sttMks, moh •* Dr. uvj^« aahBMsn. Ik MBdm tbs Blood Fan^wilV ' Opting MediobM, WW I a former occa id and brav lanother train ' I brave deeds on a more exal