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Markdale Standard (Markdale, Ont.1880), 27 Jan 1887, p. 7

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 SS^JSli v; »•'"•. Fil H!X AJi^IiXXJSE.iR j^^^.m^ tsiJ^iiff oJ Jllnd Wan- :u;. Hpavy re- us, with opin- Hoiss. \V. W. :, Wood and I'iay 'unl sent 'i lirll.l r.s th« ilks.in:ii their uri;.;^..:: â-  Dia- hc !;i-t;; T and '^* 'tr-rn-.'tff'f^ n"^hff' '!^ LOVE AND VENaSAKOB ABlinl 19^ {BlMmlffiS. ^^(l Ths Most FASCdATTKO Ockasi Bohaitck Sincb zkb Baxs o* COOFKR AXD MaRTATT. CHAPTER XXIII. DKAD MEX TiOX XO TALES. " So much for the Nancy," said Dolan. Now, my men, pull for the carem at luce " •, Bang went a gan from 8om9 vessel at this 1 omeiit at the mouth of the bay. Djlan uttered an exclamation of alarm. Ill the confined space of the little bay this in sounded as though it M-ere fired close at fand, although in reality it was more than mile off. Yet it pnrtended mischief, al- iliough Dolan almost immediately corrected lis first impression as regarded its apparent Lrciximity to the cavern. Quick, now, men "' he criied. " For L-.:r lives, quick There is mischief in the iffmg." The smuggler crew bent to their oars and Rift Indeed, he did i »WW tifct nf men. This is all the plan bet veen this man and the preventive station, ^e secret of yoor home here in the cUff is now Imown to faiin. What ia it worth Do yoa not a31 of you feel as if the halter were about your neoks, as it will be â€" as it will be f " No no " " But I say yes yes " The crew raised shouts ol execration, against Mr. SofiSes, and his arms were se- curely tied -behind him. "I say yes," added Dolan, if yon let this man go. If you do not, why, all I have to 6;^.y to yoi;, Richards â€" fori see you looking at me â€" is, ihat dead men tell no tales " Mr. Suffles looked from face to face' now* of the threatening men about him. The boats were close to each other, so that there was no diCBcnlty in stepping from one to the other, and Dolan stood by the gangway of and e boats weiit swiftly through the water. I the Rift, with Bowline by his side, hf y were sdon under the deep shadow of then he waved his arm, saying e tall cliff, within which were those most " Settle it, my men, bow you please. Let vsterious cavernous receaaes. him g «nd I will t^ke a boat and bid you Then Dolan was compelled to venture good night at once. You will find your pen the production of a light for a moment shares of the plunder and profit of our voy- order that tliose whom he had left in Jharwe of the cavern might know that the Ipproacliing boats were triendly. It was but for an instant that he per- licted that light to be seen and then he _)ok pains that no wandering ray from it, [owever faint, should travel seaward. " Now," he said. " Ah, there again I" ' Another report of a gun echoed across the \\\\ watei-8 of the bay. 'â-  The Spray," saida voice. " No, no " cried Dolan, " her cruise is (rely over." I seem to know the sound of her guns," ^iJ the man who had spoken. Uolan was silent for a moment or two and lien he said "It may be â€" it may be the Spray; but ^e have little to fear from her while we eep our own counsel. Now we are at smc." The foremost boat shot into the cavernous fecess and the others soon followed. Dolan lew a long, peculiar, wailing note upon his fhistle, and then, mingled with the sighing the night wind and the confused wash of ke waves, the creaking of the pulleys, and Le opening of the cliff was covered up, and was calm and still in the sea cavern. t' Again a gun " Jhe sound came in a more muffled fashion ftheir ears in the cavern, but it did conie, then Dolan called out f' Let a couple of men go out in one of the all boats. Take a net with them and tiy come up with the Spray in the offing, if is there." ]• Ay, sir " said Bowline. " It's the Spray It enough, and, I take it, she has got a It on the bay." f' Ah We may have been seen, then." f' I don't think so, for it came into my A early, and I kept a bright lookout. [e Spray will not make a prize of the Rift is cruise." ' Hurrah " shouted the sailors, as Bow- called out these words, in a tone of imph. Silence I" said Dolan. " I think with all, my men, that there is no danger iw if we be but discreet. These shouts, Iwever, may reach where they are not in- jded. I'm afraid there has been some Eachery in this night's work." There was a chorus of imprecations from smuiTglers, on these words from Dolan, Id then Martin said ' Captain Dolan, the crew want to know lyou got the money from Mr. Suffles for le cargo. They didn't quite know in the Irk and the confusion." iDolan was silent for a moment and his jht hand was plunged deep into his pocket Itching the five notes for a hundred (unds each, as the thought rapidly ran rough his brain that, after all, he might Ipiopriate them to his own use and the en be none the wiser but yet there was suspicion' that Martin knew he had the tes and had only said these words to test ICupidity, however, got the better of the ental battle. I " No " said Dolan. I" Yon have not the money, captain?" ' No he was just going to pay me when attack took place and I missed the l^ney." lardly had these w^ords passed the lips [Captain Dolan, when with a howl and a \, some dark object bounded up fhm the ttom of one of the boats, and then the lice of Mr. Suffles cried Don't believe him I did pay him. It's money â€" my five hundred pounds. I Sd for the cargo, but the officers have it. [\-e me back my money. I'm a ruined Oh give me back my money it's I have in the world â€" my five hundred duds " )olan, who had gained the deck of the h, fairly staggered at this most unexpect- lappearance of Mr. Suffles, and then he Ed out I' Seize him seize him â€" a spy a spy ze him or you are all lost, ray men " [here was a rush to the boat and Mr. ies was laid hold of and held by half a ken hands. ' You are a nice idiot " said one. ' Why Int you jump into the sea, instesd of [ling here " I' My money I my money I, Oh, my good don't do any harm to me. I only at my money. I got into one of your jits to get out of the way of the preventive and to follow my money. Be honest. lor, you know,* among â€" hem No I °t mean that. But you don't want to le my money if I don't get the.cargo â€" eh ir. Suffles gazed about him in a scared of way as the flickering light of the ch that had been lit in the eavem when I orifice to the sea was closed sbed an un- tain glare upon his terrified featurffl.^ i ' Hold him " said Dolan. ^* Secure -liis Ids. He is a spy and he msligns m«-; I |e not his money " I Search me Search me " screamed ' I have no money but a few odd [ids about me. I paid him five hundred [ids in notes. Seared Jne and then search [Why, you scgandrell" said. Dolain, rage in. ev«y toJi!^, " bow c^re ^pu ages in hard cash in the two large closets in the inner cavern. I ask nothing of you, if you spare this man, but liberty to put as large a space of land and water as I can be- tween me and this place." " Death â€" death to the spy " cried severaL Then Mr. Suffles began to think that his position was getting rather perilous. " My good men,' he said^-and he licked his rapidly parching lips as he spoke â€" " my good men," 1 will not betray you. I am no spy my interests are all the other way. I will not say one word of this place. Why should I ?â€" oh why should I " There was a whispered consultation among the smugglers and then two of them began to lift from the bottom of the boat some heavy chain-links that were there as ballast, and to run a cord through them to hold them together. "Stop! stop!" said Mr. Suffles. "My good men â€" my brave and noble fellows, stop, i beg of you You are all deceived â€" deceived oy Captain Dolan, who only wants me put out of the way that he may .keep the whole of the money to himself, you see. Bles: your hearts, all ot you you didn't think of thatâ€" ha ha !â€" no no! That didn't strike you and as for me betraying you, why, it is out of all question. No, no I like you all too well. I love you all â€" gallant fellows as you are. Mercy oh, have mercy upon me, Dolan Captain Do Ian, spare me I will say anything for my life, I will say you did not have the money. Five hundred pounds for my lifeâ€" my life The smugglers hung the heavy chain-links round his neck like a huge iron necklace. They weighed him down nearly to his knees. " Mercy help I know what this means you want to drown me. I will keep your secret I will stay here and join you. I am rich â€" rich 1 How much money do you all want ?^ â€" only say, and" save my life " " Hold on, Bill " said one. " Ay. ay !^" " He'll slip out of it " " Not he. That does it." A twist of the rope was made fast under the arms of Mr. Suffles and the chain links were secured but in doing that they loosened the cord that held his hands be- hind his back, and he held them both up im- ploringly. " Save me â€" oh, save me Have mercy upon me " " Keep him till we all disperse," said Martin. " He cannot do us any harm then. Why take a life uselessly " " Thank you God bless you ".*said Mr. Suffles, as he burst into tears. •" God bless you " " Over with him " said D^lai?- " No oh, no Help murder mur- der mur â€" " The sound was stifled in the sea. There was a shriek and a plunge and Mr. Suffice sank to the bottoin of the heaving waves of the sea cavern. Mr. Suffles could swim. Early in the contest, the wordy contest for his life, he had secured in one of his hands a small pocket knife, with the frantic idea of attempting to fight his way out of the cavern. That idea had passed away as being too madly impracticable, but he had kept the knife in his hand. It was a good friend to him noir. Holding bis breath as he dived to the bot- tom of the sea by virtue of the weight of the chain-links, Mr. Suffles tore open the clasxed knife with his teeth and made frantic slashes over his chest with it, in .the hope to cut the cord which held the sinking ballast of iron that weighed him down in its place. He cut his clothing and made long slashes in his skin, and then the cord was severed and he was in a moment free of the iron weight. Up to the surface shot Mr. Snuffles, half suffocated and with a ringing noise in his ears, as if a thousand whistling winds were blowing through the cordage of a navy. CHAPTER XXIV. THE OLD XOVB AND THE NEW. The course ot our narrative has compelled us, for a time, to leave the cabin of the Rift and its inhabitants â€" Captain Mocqnet and the fair Marie. It is necessacy, now, that we should request the reader's attention to a period antecedent to much that has taken place in the sea cavern. That period is when the Rift first made its way into the cave and when Cioald was in the cabin of the cutter, soon after Dolan had met with the fright tiutthe supposed apparition of Marie had given him. Althongh, for the time, this appeazMce of Marie had been sufficient to nd Ge^d and Captain Mocquet and his daughter of the presence of Dolan, they yet could not '^i, feel their absolute danger so soon as the {^ft should get fairly to its mocnngi in the cavern of the cliff. ^hen there would prqkabljr ,bej(tiiers who would /isit the cabin, even if Dolan should lack the courage, to do so, and the de^ anx- iety of Gerald teas but tempbrarily assuag^ by this present defeat of CSkptain Dblon. The galhmt and heroic yoatii eotdd think l)ut of one couise of Mstimi that pramised any Buccessfnl resnUi and' Vtait aie Bift .Kani^^w1^iynr S,^e ^uld probaUv be left to itself, whfle th. rith a lie on your lips Hark^ylrmy f cfeW, with Dolan, would go to dispose of Geral4 folly beUered* too, that Gnwe wwnld go ,with hjm-rior wrill he kuDp !!â-  horror with Whu^ ah* had b^gpato x«gaff Dolaii.: ' Af tfr the manner in which Gkptein So- lan had scrambled to the 6aA. of As Bjft„ a^Md^ w^jie^ppesM't^lM VbaMbs it of the yonng Irehch'^irl, Che little pariy in the cabin kept a profoond silence, for they could not luiow but the result of hiis fri^t might be an inducement to some of the crew to make an examination of the cabin. If that had ensued, all would have been loit, so far a? keeping the existence of Sbiie a secret, although probably she would have been in no sort of danzer. Yet hoth Captain Mocquet and Gerald had a f eeKug approaching to horror of this young and gentfe girl being thrown even on the mercy (» Dobn and hi: cfe«-, and they resolved to strain every nerve to keep her in secret in the cabin of the Rift. It was' Gerald who broke the silence after the departure of Captain Dolan. " Courageâ€" courage, sir," he said. •'All is well now. He wiU not come again â€" he dare not." Captain Moc4|uet held both the hands of Gerald in hiB 9wn and in Iwoken.aocents thanked him. Then he spoke with great volubility, in French to Muie, who, with an abundance of little nods of the head and mon Dieus, replied to him. Then she came and sat down bv the side of Gerald and held his arm and looked up in his face, while her cheek rested on his shoulder, and with little arch looks and pretty shrugs and umiles, she entered into some long history to him of which he knew nothing but the tones. " Captain Mocquet," said Gerald, " I do not understand what your dear Marie says." Captain Mocquet then spoke to Marie and she said something to him, upon which he turned to Gerald, srying " The dear child shall say that her heart will speak at your heart, and that the lan- guage is â€" what you call it â€" n'importe â€" no thing. Bah mon cher Gerald, we shall love you over and over." Marie smiled and repeated the name of Gerald and then her own, as though she would weave them together in her own mind. It was in a soft, singing tone that she did so, and she clung closer to him, and now and then with little pats on his cheek and bright smiles, she courted hinito look happy and caressing. " Gerald, Marie â€" Marie, Gerald â€" Ger- ald, Marie â€" Marie, Gerald " And then the soft voice decreased to per- fect whispers and she all bat slept upon his breast. " Captain Mocquet," said Gerald, "Cap- tain Mocquet I" " Bien " " Captain Mocquet, I think I will go on deck." " You shall be kill then." "Noâ€" no. Will you take Marie?" Marie heard this â€" she did not know what the words meant, but there was a little per- ceptible action on the part of Gerald, as though he wouldn't lift her from hiU}, and she crept away to her father and rested her head upon his lap. Through the quivering lashes of her eyes, though, she looked at Gerald. " No," said Mocquet, " you will be kill. We will kill or save together â€" I mean live or death â€" in la belle France. I am proprie- taire, and we shall be happy." " Well," said Gerald, "I will not go upon deck but listen. Captain Mocquet, to what I have to say to you. When this ves- sel reaches a cavern in the cliffs of England, to which it is going, I must try to get help, in order that I may rescue you and Marie." " Gerald," said Marie, as she heard her own name pronounced, " Marie, Gerald â€" Gerald, Marie " " Then, Captain Mocquet, I will, with my dear sister Grace, who will love Marieâ€"" " Marie, Gerald â€" Gerald, Marie " sang the French girl, in a low tone. " I will find a means of our leaving the place â€" for she wishes to leave it â€" and I, after the events of this voyage, feel that I cannot, longer than is necessary, breathe the same air with Dolan. You understand me, sir " " Ouiâ€" yes." " The place we aregoitig to is a cavern in a cliff it has many strange passages and re- cesses and there are outlets from it â€" one that I know of, though they for long kept it secret from me. That one opens by a nar- row passage into a ravine or gorge that seems j.s if the cliff had cracked into two portions and left a deep rent from the upper land to the sea. Wild vegetation grows there â€" huge leaves of old rerns and some straggling trees but if we can get to that place 1 think our escape u but accomplished and we will reach we nearest town and there you will ffnd, no doubt, some one to befriend you." " Sans doute." Marie looked and listened and Gerald spoke â€" still more and more unfolding his plans to Captain Mocquet, until the sharp reports of the guns of the Rift engaged all their attention. It was that continued firing which the cut- ter kept up when close to the cliff, so that undercover of the smoke she might make her way into the sea cavern. Then, from the noises that ensued, Gerald knew perfectiy well what was going on and he whispered to Captain Mocquet "The mftis safe and wUl soon beat imchor in her own little subterranean sea." Then they he^^ the chain caUe rattle out and the little smuggling vessel swung easily in the sea cavern by one anchor. It was than that Gerald listened to what was passing above with the most intense interest, and when he heard the voice of Grace he took the hand of Captain Mocqnet, sayin " Trust me, dear sir, I will soon retnm to yon. Do not leave the Rift, if you can heto it, until I see you." Captain Mocquet kissed Gerald on the cheek, and tiien, Englidi boy like, he would have shaken hands with Marie but she put both her arms round his iieck and clasped her fingers one in the otiier, as though she meant them to stay for a while, and we kissed first one (rf his cheeks and then the other, asshe smilingly sang " Marie, GenJdâ€" Gerald, Itarie F' Then she gmtly let him go aaid bands with WB and 4a«l|^Md. That hearted Marie,- who, te the aidit much pedk: cpJUT'fc»iit^'WK»rt shook light- of so Tried patieut Job's 'best patience the weary midnight Arou^, The intantile phenomenon has still maintained its plioe. And so I bow respectfelly, it not with perfect grace. *Bat when I am expected to be very complaisant To father and to mother of the youthful visitant In scanty hair, or mindleas eye, or ihapeleaa little nose, Tracing a clear similitude of beautiful repose To one or other parent or remoter ancestor. Perchance a purely fabulous, a myth progenitor. And when I've been persuaded to upraise it in mine arms, And prompted to. expatiate upon its many charms. To handle it, to cjandle it, to fondle, to caress. Exhibiting the meanwhile a most evident distreas. Perspiring and protesting amidst all mine agony That heavier baby of its age there really could not be- Why, then the case is altered, and I wish with all my heart That babes were kept, and bachelors, tiiree thousand miles apart. ' â€" 'â-  â-  â- â- â-  m The Twins. BT HBXRT S. LBIOH. In form and feature, face and limb, I grew so like my brother, That folks got taking me for Inm, And each for one another. It puszled all our kith and kin, It reached a fearful pitch For one of us was boru a twin. And not a soul knew which. One day to make the matter wots* Before our names were flx'd, As we were being wadied by nurae. We got completely mix'd And thus, you see, by fate's decree Or rather nurse's whim, My brother John got christened me. And I got christened him. This fatal likeness ever dogg'd Hy footsteps when at school. And I was always gettint; flogg'd When John turned out a fool. I put this question fruitlessly. To every one I knew, " What would you do, if -)U were me. To prove thivb you wei on?" Our close resemblance turned the tide ' Of my domestic life, ' For somehow, my intended bride Became my brother's wife. In fact, year after year the same Absuid mistakes went on. And when I died the neighbors came And buried brother John. ooean-h«pu)«-« Ireaqlfaig^ Gn to4«ioot -T (to bb oosmiusD.' A BMhdoz'B Appeal to Motlien. XT "smir raimsoK." Idon't object to babies, if yon keep 'em in their place They are precedent oondinons for petpetoating laoe So tts Bhansriihiesuislif, Ap-ar l 8fe etiBR purely Tfe# M nuttib sUch as this ' â- * To acknowledge that without 'em we'd beveiymudi Since Abel was aa infant and Cain bis mother's Joy, Shem'k wife a girl baby, and Ham a baby btqr, Sinee the mother ot Metbuslab could not quite make up her mind To reeemble her or Enoch tte darling most inclined. Since Og, the King ot Baahan, and the valiant son Nun, And Cuifa; and Phnt, and Canaan, and Peleg, every " one. Was each the perfect " nonesuch" to the fond mater- nal eye. And PharAh's daughter's tender heart was toadied Since by Moses' cry, Kezia, and Jeinima, and Keren-happuch too The poetess who can make " roast beef" rhyme with " vegetables" is the kind of a poetess the world is waiting to srown as queen. To remove iron mould and ink from deli- cate linen fabrics, wet the spots with milk, then cover them' with common salt. This should be done before the linen is washed. Another way to take out ink is to dip the spotted part in melted tallow. For very hue articles this is the better way. The truth may cost many a pang to utter, strict integrity may haVe to give up many a coveted gain, the courage of principle may forfeit the goodwill so highly prized or the position so eminently desirable but upon the scale of years they will lead their adherents to a position of honor and happiness compared with which all that had been sacrificed seems utteriy trivial. Kerosene oil should be kept for use in air-tight, closed vessels. A large quantity is best kept in a well-corked can provided with a faucet an inch or two from the bottom so that the oil can be drawn off as required without disturbing the sediment which usual- ly collects in the bottom of the vessel. The oil for daUy use should be kept in a small can, kept corked at the neck and spout. If either cork be left out for a day or two, the oil will burn dull and cake in the wick, espe- cially if the kerosene is kept in a warm place. Russian Locomotive Car. â€" Much inter est has been excited among engineers by the construction, under the direction of the Rus- sian government, of some locomotive cars of a special typo for the Transcaspian railway, ana built so as to meet two difficulties, viz., the waterless character of a large section of the line, and the insignificant ordinary traf- fic. To meet the former the locomotive car is provided with tanks containing sufficient water to last seventy miles and, as the waterless stretch from Michaelovsk to Kazantchik is about fifty miles in length, this sniqply is amply sufficient under any contingencies that may occur. With regard to the second difficulty, the locomotive is constructed with a car connected to it and capable of conveying eighty passen- gers. The locomotive car is warmed by the exhaust steam from the ergie, by which arrangement an important economy in tiie consumption of fuel results. DisiNHBcnoN OF CLOTHING.â€" The disin- fection of articles of clothing, dwellings, and utensils has been shown to be a most important matter after or during infectious disease. Dr. Ptuvons, of Engli^, has just returned a moat suggestive report on the use of heat as such an efficient agent. Dis- eases are 'ttmsmitted either by germs or their sparesi and it has been shown that the latt^'are destroyed with far the greater difficulty. Thus, the microbes of splenic fever are killed on exposure to a teonper- atore ot.tSt^ heat Tiurying from 212° to 218° F., bot their spores do not yield after two hdiirsalt220°F. ;oiiehourat246°F., how- trmt, desfaroiW them also. Another remark- Able fei^xf.4iKQh^nd by Dr.. JBarasins was the difference between dry and moist heat. Thus, a thermometer roUed up in flannel and placed in an oven at 212° F. showed only 190° F. after one hour. If the oven was fiUed with moist air, however, the hot air rapidly permeated the flanneL These ^wofMto are of piim«imniQrtBnice in preper- ly managing all adwmes lor disinfectisia-by Wliy She Oni^ to Take a Faa With Ear. yon, to the ball, Araminta f "No." •'^^^n: "Weq, 1 thmk'yoa^ot^t.to." " " Wlati^ ihe iiae f ^Ffal^ knot too ma heaft in:«he1imue aft «Us saMsn." 'SJ^t,| ihe«ld l^iak you wooU imat som^hing to cover yooraelf with after yon take « year gIoi^.^' Bnjiiig fment.' Young Wy (In book store)â€" "A Toloms of poetiy, pleaee." "Yes, ma'am. Erâ€" what anthor " YonngXedyâ€" " Oh, I dont care anytUa^ acout the author,' but the cover must har- monize with a cherry parlor table with a red plush top." Their Sister's Advantages. Two littie giiis, aged four years, were quarreling, when one said " I don't tare I dess my sister has » nice yed shawL" " I don't tare, neider/' retorted the other. " rdess my sister's beau has a yedder nose dan your sister's yed shawl." A Woman who has Trained Seveial Hus- bands. We've been talking with a woman wh» has trained several husbands, and is now a candidate for another trial as a good wife. She makes some observations, gained from her varied experiences, that are valuable, and, as this is the bridal season, we think, timely. She says it is easy enough to win a hus- band it is more difficult to keep him. That any attractive little dumpling with bright eyes and a coaxing voice may gather in a noble husband. She insists that noble husbands are thick- er than red roses on a tobogsan slide, but it takes a master hand to araw out that nobility and keep, it at home. It requires soothing, she says, but if the wife understands her business she can direct things so th^ her husband will think it de- licious when she asks him to brine up a scuttle of coal or get up in the middle of the night to kill a burglar. She says it is use- less to try to describe tiie magic power a de- voted wife may exercise over her husband. Her logic contends that there is something in the great, rough, earnest nature of a man that can be won quicker and easier with, gentleness and tender steak than by a bili- ous course of broom-handle reasoning with bread and milk diet. A husband with s^'ch a wife will not think that, because he gets up to warm the baby's milk near the fire, or to look for burglars, and is otherwise obedient, it is be- cause he has no backbone. It is simply be- cause he is the husband of the woman of whom he ought to be and is proud. Young ladies, if you expect to marry â€" and of course you do â€" you must draw your own conclusions. This widow is certainly a clever woman. She is not especially a sweet-minded woman, nor a superior crea- ture. She simply studies her husbands, learns all their idiosyncrasies, and acts with affectionate discrimination. A Yeiy Thonghtfal Hnsband. Smith â€" " It s setting late I must go, for I am expected to be at home now." Jones^" Don't be in a hurry. Your wife told my wife this morning that she was going ten miles into the country and would stay all night with her mother." Smith â€" " Then I must go at once." Jones â€" " What's the use Who will ex- pect you " Smith â€" " The hired girl. She gets very lonesome when my wife and I are bout away." Qas as a Meastue of Loye. " Rebecca, I ton'd vish dot you should keep gompany mit dot Igey Eisenheim some more. " Vhy, fader, Igey vas a wery nice young man ,) " Dat is wery drue put you don't lofe Igey truly und pesides der gas pills vas higher as dey vas for dwo vinters vile you vas keeping gompany mit Moses Schoeffen- sdadt. You lofed Moses more as Igey. Dot gas pill never fails. I dink it vas better of yon keep gompany mit Moses. Times is pootyhard." ., The Wrong Book. " Have you broken off with Miss Smythe, De Robinson?" "Not exactly. She broke off with me." ' • How did it happen " " Through no fault of mine, you ma^ be sure. Her father is worth half a miUion." " How was it, old fellow!" " W^ell, I heard her express a wish to read a certain book of poems, so I called around to the bookstore and ordered it sent up to the house. The next evening I drop- ped in to see if she had leceived it. " And she had, I Suppose " " A servant handed me a small package and informed me that Miss Smythe was in- disposed." ' ' And the package contained " "A briefly -worded note of dismissal and the book sent up by that ass of a dealer. " " The book you purchased ?*' " Not to any visible extent. The pack- age contained a volume entitled ' Usefol Hints for Ugly Girls.'" She Gnawed. " Talking of temper," said the quiet man in the cirde, " I can tdl you a remarkable case of how a bad temper was k^t under. When I was first married, a good many years sgo, I noticed that when my wife got Vigry she never said anythiiig, but at once disappeared into the cellar, (me day I fol- lowed her, and what do yon tiiink she was doing?" " Praying " suggested one. "No. She was gnawing a'post that sup- ports the house." " And it cured her " from several' " Wait until you hear. Ah,, it revives sad memories," murmured the quiet man. " One day she gnawed the post throngh and the boose fell into the cellar." " Anil buried her in the ruins " from a ehorus of voices simuUaneously. " No," he aaawered-meefcly ihenihe add- ed in a tired v«ioek "She haa never gnawed, apostsinoe." Sjrmpathetic silence.

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