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Pretty poor pay they both thought it sometimes, as they hurried, with aching backs, to see how many they could do in a day. When Sierra didn‘t go to school, they sometimes did sixty dozen a week ; and, for some kinds, they received ten cents a dozen. In this manner they had .managed to get along since Mr. Brown‘s death sou.e years before. He had left them the little house in which they lived, but not much besides. The oue dream of Sierra‘s life was to vo away to school for a year. The prospect looked disâ€" couraging enough ; shecouldnever earn enough sewing ou buttons, but she thought seriously of going into th : shop to work at the end of this school term. â€" This was Wednesday, the third of July. The next day their Sunda;yâ€" school was to have a picnic at the park, and Sierra could not go unless she finâ€" ished her gloves that night, for the maa would eall for them early. Rriday morning. _ No wonder she worked with a will, for p easures were few enough in ber life, and this picnic was the _event of the season in Mayfie!ld. _ It had hardly been out of her mind for ten minutes since the date was fixed. _ & Wt Patietl go !" _ Why, Ohio Blanchard, what do you mean ?‘â€""I bet you wouldn‘t go if you was the only one that hadn‘t got a white dress," and Ohio_ turned her head to hide the tears. "What‘s the matter with the one you had last year? asked Sierra. "I can‘t get it on, I‘ve grown so," sighed Ohio, as :if growing was a crime, "and June‘s going to wear it. Grandma says she will make me a new one as soon as she has time, but T don‘t know when it‘ll be." Sierra was touched. Ohio‘s father was a miserable drunkard. . Her mothâ€" er had died the year before, leaving five children, of whom Ohio_ was the eldest. . The grandmother did her best for them, but she hbad hard work to keep them all comfortably clad. In spits of this, Ohio was a favorite, and everyone would be sorry to have her lose the picnic. Sierra had been so happy in the prospect of wearing her new dress, that she could appreciate Ohio‘s feelings. . A struggle was going She was on .the last dozen when Ohio Blanchard came in. "I‘ve got my furring all done,". s«id Ohio, but she didmot look happy. _ Nearly every one in Mayfield worked on gloves in some form or other, and Ohio‘s part was to sew fur on the wrists. "Are those all you‘ve got left ?" she continuâ€" ed..‘Yes," responded Sierra, "I‘m going sure.. What are you going â€" to take !‘â€""Sandwiches and pickles, if I go," returned Ohio shortly. _ "If you t lt Pelmmesnae 4. car c LE It was partly because the May field mothers had a fancy for peculiar appelâ€" lations, especially for their daughters. Whenever a new girl baby appeared there was the greatest curiosity to know what she should be called. There were girls bearing the names of States, rivers and plants ; there was a Forest, a Marvel and a Camilla: yet it was generally agreed that Mrs. Brown had outdoné them all when she named her little fourâ€"pound daughter Sierra Nevada. Mrs. Brown‘s only brother had gone off, years before, to seek his fortune in the Nevada mines, and had never been heard from since. His name was Jeremiah, which (Mrs. Biown was trying to make over in 0 a girl‘s name, when it flashed upon her that Sierra Nevda would honor his memory, and at the same time be pretty and unique. So the child was christened at once. _ "I‘m so glad you finished my dress, mother," said Sierra after a pause, "cause the girls are all going to wear white."â€""I hope you won‘t spoil it," replied her_ mother. "Oh, no! I won‘t tear. it, a d if I get it dirty I‘ll do is up myself." Sierra was only thirteen, but she was very capable. She cou d do almost all kinds of work. Her hands fairly flew as she sewed a button on each glove and bit off the thread to save time. Her mothâ€" er made the button holes ; and they were paid, for their work, eight câ€"nts aâ€"dozen. «You‘re home early, Sierrie."â€"â€""I ought to be. T ran every step of the way," panted the Tittle girl whose cheeks were flushed with the heat. "Virginia was mad ‘eause I _ wouldn‘t wait, but I knew I‘d got to hurry to get through." Before Sierra had finâ€" ished speaking her= thimble was on, her needle threaded, and she had takâ€" en a glove from a great pile in the corner of the room. "Oh, I guess you‘ll get them done in time," said her mother, encouragingly ; "you aren‘t slow." â€""Only six dozen left," re‘ plied the child ; then after working in silence for a few minutes : "O mother, did you frost the cake?"â€""Yes, it‘s all ready."â€""Where is it 1 I want to see it," and Serra _ dropped her work and ran to the pantry. "It‘s just lovely, mother," she said as she came back to her work again. "I don‘t beâ€" lieve Virginia‘s ‘Il be half so nice "â€" "Sierra Nevada Brown!" said her mother sternly. _ "But, mother, you know Virginia alwavs brags so, and I would like to have the nicest for once," faltered Sierra; but she. understood that her mother thought . the wish a very unworthy one.. Sierra Nevada ! The under sized, freckled, redâ€"haired girl seemed little enough like the great snowy mountains. How did she ever come to have such a name ? Sigrra Nevada‘s Picnic RY XNRS.â€" MARTHA C. RANKIN a seream, for sparks had dropped on the child‘s thin white dress and ignited it almost instantly. Before any one else had thought of stirring, for they all seemed paralyzed with fright, Sierâ€" ra, who stood near, had covered the little girl with something dark which stifled the flames. A shout of admirâ€" ation filled the air, and the crowd pressed eagerly forward. â€" Sierra‘s desâ€" pised blue flaunel was wade mith a kilt skivt. With rare presence of mind, she had slipped this off, and thrown it over Hazel‘s head, wrapping it closely around her, thus smothering the flames. The child‘s clothes were badly burned, and her arms a little scorched, but she was otherwise uninjured. Sierra suddenly found herself a heroâ€" ine ; for nothing so impresses a crowd as the ability to act quickly and wiseâ€" How gorgeous it all seemad, the Roman candles, the rockets and â€" the Catherine wheels! _ Sierra thought nothing could be more. beautiful, and she wished she could throw up her hat and huriah as the boys did. The largâ€" est Roman candle was to be sent off by Hazel Longwood, a fairlyâ€"like, blueâ€" eyed little girl of six. Shestood up on a chair and waved the rocket with the greatest delight. Suddenly, there was It was a glorious day, and everyone was in the best of spirits. They had never had so large a picnic before. Sierra seldom went on the cars, and she enjoyed every miuute of the trip, although some of the girls turned up their noses at her blue gown. The unâ€" loading was almost as exciting as the loading ; and then eachâ€"class chose a table in the beautiful grove which had been fitted up for picnics, and the teachers were left to get the dinner ready, while the others amused themâ€" selves as they chose. There were swings and hammocks ; a merryâ€"goâ€" round for the little Ones ; and a bowlâ€" ing alley : besides lovely walks through the woods, and boats on the river which could be hired for ten eants an hour. The superintendent took Ohio and Sier:a out in a boat with him, and rowed them away up to the island where they found wild strawhsrries ard young wintergreens ; and, though he dida‘t tell them so, the reas n they were siâ€"gled out was because he thought all the white dresses would be spoiled tramping over the island. Then Sierra‘s â€"cake was given the place of honor on the table, so she had enough to make her feel happy ; and the sight of Ohio‘s joyful face kept her from once regretting her decision. The day went swiftly, although they stayed late and bad th ir supper_ before srarting for home. â€" Mr. Longwood, the wealthy manufacturer of Mayfield, had invited them all to his house on the liill, on their return, to see a display . of fireâ€" works. This was looked forward to with the greatest. eagerness by all ; and, fortunately, for onee Indepeadâ€" ence Day passed without a drop of, rain. There was no moon and as i heavy clouds came up soon after sunâ€" | set, it was a perfect nizht for the fireâ€" works. The grounds of the great house were filled ~with the merry, jexâ€" pectant company. _ The next morning she got up early and ran down to Ohio‘s. She found herfriend getting breakfast. "I‘m going to wear my flannel, so you‘ll go, won t you ?" she said_ simply. "Are you, honest ?" excelaimed Ohio, . throwâ€" ing her arms about Sierra‘s neck, and giving her a great hug. "Oh, you‘re too good. _ There isn‘s another gid that would do it, and I. don‘t think you ought to, and then you‘ve got such a lovely white, too"â€""Oh, T don‘t mind," said Sierra. ‘"You know my white‘s new, and I might spoil it. T‘ll stop for you at eight o‘clock," and she was gone before Ohio could say more. What a bustle there was at the station ! Teachers counting up their classes, mothers cantioning their children, and the report of fireâ€"crackers and torpedoes in the most unexpected places. . It was a wonder no one was hurt. At last, all the baskets and ice cream freezers and packages had been stowed into the baggage car, and the peojle, little and big, had filled the rest of the train. The engine blew five short whistles, waited a minute for a few late ones who came rushing down the street, and then they were of. on within her to wear "â€"« had a hollow sound.= After she had gone to bedâ€" that night, Sierra was haunted by Ohio‘s sad face. She was sincerely sorry for her ; but was she sorry enough to wear her own blue Haunel ? She knew that Ohio wouldn‘t mind go n# then.. It was being the only one in a dark dress that troubled the sensitive girl. It may seem. a little thing to give up, but is was a greater sacrifice for Sierra, and she lay awake a long time before she could deâ€" cide to do it. When at last the deciâ€" sion was made, she dropped quickly to sleep. only thing I‘ve. got "â€""Well I‘m that‘s pretty enough." Sierra‘s 1 smote her as she said this, for she a blue flannel almost exactly Ohio‘s. â€" Perhaps it was for this re that Ohio made no reply. "I‘m thro said Sierra, as she bit the thread the last button ; but she did no as happy as she had expected to. walk part way home with you," said, when Ohio rose to go. Ou way she begged her friend nout to. about the dress, for it would neve to miss a picnic for such a little t but somehow she thought her i had a hollow sound.â€" After she . "What are y My blue flannel u," she Ou the to. mind irough,‘ ad from not feel cart like the C _In the discussion which followed the professors and (dloctors declared that Prof. Krafo Ebing had in no wise proved his case, as it could not be deâ€" cided what had been the truth and what dissimulation in the woman‘s perâ€" formance. / The possibility of the proâ€" fessor having wished to deceive his colâ€" leagues is altogether out of the quesâ€" tion, but it looks very much as if he had deceived himself. Grown People Made to Live Childhood‘s Happy Hours Over Again, (From the London Daily News.) Our Vienna â€" correspondent teleâ€" graphs : Prof. Krafté Ebing, the Direcâ€" tor of the department for diseases of the mind at the Vienna university, assembled all Vienna professors and doctors of the faculty on Tuesday to witness an experiment similar to those of Prof. Charcot, in Paris. In an inâ€" troductory speech he said he believed he had found a means of putting a perâ€" son of ripe years, at will, back to any stage of life and extinguishing everyâ€" thing the mind had taken up since then. _A woman of 33 was then introâ€" duced and was placed on a sofa, and the professor sent her into a hypnotic sleep. _ He aske d her if she rememberâ€" ed everything in her life when she was seven years old. At first she said «No" bufyon his insisting, she proâ€" mised to try. The profâ€"ssor . then woke her up and talked to her in a fatherly way, and she spoke with the voice words aud manner of a little girl. He gave her an India rubber ball and a doll with which she seemed delighted, and set to play immediately. Requested to write she wrote a school girls hand. and questioned when she had been to Vienna before she said, "two years ago, in 1873, for the exhiâ€" bition." He then told her to rememâ€" ber herself at 15, and she put ball uud‘ doll away, wrote a pretty hand and spoke with shyness. "Good for Dobbin ! What become sls it g of him ? Is he in Europe ? ©No," answered the policeman, pointâ€" iog to the stune front. "He lives right there and his name‘s D‘Aubigne." THE LATEST IN HYPNOTISM "Always walked with is hands beâ€" hind him and wore chin whiskers?" "That describes him exactly," "Why, he got a streetâ€"paving conâ€" tract three or for years \ago and he‘s worth $100,000. «Yes, that‘s the man. Where is he now {" tha "No, I reckon not," said the dusky traveller, looking in a perplexed way at a memorandum in his hand and then at the row of stately dwellings in front of him, "but he used to live in a one story cottage right where the big stone front stands.‘ «Was he a skort, heavy man with a bald head and one leg a little shorter than the other ?" her hair wi get burned "What if I She went I a dream. a U Dobbin:" «No man of that here." "What‘s his name?‘ inquired the policeman, leaning against the lampâ€" post. ture, _ John: D. Longwood. _ Sierra shouted : "O mother, L _ can go away to school now sure, can‘s I! And to think of all this coming just from Ohio‘s not having any white dress !" But her mother was thinking : "I alâ€" ways knew my Sierra wasn‘t any comâ€" mon girl."â€"The Advance. «"I‘m looking," said the dusty travelâ€" stained man with the valise, "for an old friend of mine who used to live on this street. The Fluctuation in Jay Gould‘s Wealth The Evolution of Mr Dobbin D i sho‘t But sh wl SUIII name living along Mi It Waterico Counrty Chronicle. signiâ€" Sierra Mi "Well, if you don‘t tell your mother, T‘ll tell you something." "I don‘t want to know it, then, for I tell my mother everything." A shout of laughter followed this last remark, and a rather quiet little girl said : "Well, you guess I don‘t tell my mother anything ; first shetells father, then she tells sister Fanny, and Fan tells Bob, and so it goes till they all know it, and if it‘s anything teasy I never hear the last of it." «Well," said number two, "I‘m glad my mother is different. She never tells anything we tell her, if it‘s a conâ€" London, July 22.â€"The Paris corresâ€" pondent of the Times says :â€"M. Devâ€" elle, even if desirous of so doing, after seeing the Marquis of Dufferin, cannot modify his demands on Siam before the 48 hours allowed for Siam‘s answer to the ultimatum had expired. Then, however, French action will be irrevocâ€" ably fixed. This makes it easier to express amicable opinions on the Marâ€" quis of Dufferin‘s return, the obivious result of which will be thatfithe apâ€" pointment of M. Decrisis, formerly ambassador to Austria, as ambassador to England, will be gazetted forth with. The indemnity demanded amply represents France‘s previous claims and should satisfy the most graspiag govâ€" ernment. _ In fact France demands the dismemberment and ruin of Siam, and, if these be denied, will make war upon and blockade the country with which her trade in 1892 amounted to £8,000 whilst the British trade, all carried in British bottoms, reached a value of over £3,500,000, in which the British subjects number 13,500, whilst the French subjects number 250. These French demands confitm what is stated from the outset, namely France‘s attack on Sianis in reality directed against England, »lthough that country has hitherto been loyal and friendly to her in Siamese affairs. un :â€" Europe, and especially Great Britain, should know that this great territorial demand represents 95,000 square miles. Tt inrludes the province that Burmah ceded to Siam on the condition that it never should be cedâ€" ed to any otherpower, and 50,000 miles of northâ€"eastern Siam, on which the French have never advanced. The demand for the evaculation of the teft bank of the Mekong river, proves that the Governorâ€"General De Lanssenn‘s statements regarding previous French possession of the tracts claimed are untrue. Rearâ€"Admiral Humann, the newsâ€" papers say, â€" will recall the gunboats outside the bar in case the ult matum be rejected, as the river at Bangkok is too shallow to allow the ‘Forfait‘ aud the ‘Triomphante‘ to enter. The French commander fear the simoon will delay and imperil the gunboats which have been called to Siamese waters from Cochin China stations. The exact amount of idemntity demanded by France of Siam is nut known. It is said that the original demand of §37,â€" 000,000 francs has been abandoned to 25,500,000 franes or less. VIEWS OF A LONDON NEWSPAPER CORâ€" RESPONDENT. London, July 22.â€"The Bangkok correspondent of the Times says conâ€" cerning the terms of France‘s ultimatâ€" The _ bellige ent attitudse of the French gunboats anchored before Bangâ€" kok is generally aproved by the Paris editors, on the ground that the recent conduct of the Siamese. has warned them to be on their gnard against a sudden attack from the palace. It is hoped, however, that the . necessity of such threatening performances . will soon disappear, as the long continuance of them might lead to regrettable inciâ€" dent. eiamest at Khor day to : View of to cease Iming as, aceording to Sriaâ€" pitcha advices from Bangkok, a French admiral had arrived there to treat for peace. The captain replied that he was without instruetions but would cease as soon as the Siamese forts should be awbandoned. â€" ‘The resuitis unknown in London, July 22.â€"The Bangkok corâ€" respondent of ~the Daily Chronicle‘ says : â€" ‘The concession of the French demands toâ€"morrow (\S;L!,UI'tlzL)') is probâ€" able although a section og the Siamese Cabinet counsels defiar.ce. The French gunboats are m«king special â€" preparaâ€" tions for the event of refusal. _ The British Minister has warned British subjects in view of the critical situation that the Siamese navy _ will be unable to afford any protection and _ will unâ€" doubtedly be captured in the event of fighting. The landing of foreign troops is regarded as probable. The Actingâ€" Governor of the district near Lhuang, Phraborg, is acting in the French inâ€" terest.‘ Paris, July 22.â€"The Paris newspaâ€" pers profess to regard the Marquis of Dufferin‘s treturn as an admission that the French Government was not _ resâ€" ponsible for the attacks made on him by the press in connection with the ‘Cocarde‘ forgeries. ‘ wbandoned Saigon. TTE aris, July ease th in Can English Corcespondent in Ean Kekâ€"«â€"¢tams‘ Enture Iuveived. BLOW AT ENSLAND. Her Best Friend Briapiteba, eommandi t a flag of teuce on Tu nch eaptain. beeging h Sen He came home some nights ago a bit tited from a busy day‘s work, and his A young woman faces a succession of hard trials when she turns to a busiâ€" ness career. It is easier for her to think that she can do what she sees others doing than it is for her to do it. It is not so easy to be: compelled to rise at a certain hour day after day whether one feels like it or not ; to eat a hasty breakfast, or let me say rather to bolt it ; to get out into the biting frosts of the wintor and the torpid heats of the summer ; to leave the comforts of home behind and those dearest and nearest to us ; to be comâ€" pelled to write when the eyes will scarcely keep open from the ache in the head ; to eat either a cold lunch spread on the knee or mingle with the elements in a cheap restaurant ; to see the wardrobe running behind with no time to sew or_ replenish it; to go through the strain of a long day‘s work only to return home at eventide often too tired to eat, to feel too exhausted to do aught in the evening but to reâ€" main homeand seek early rest to gain strength for the morrow, to go through the same routine of mentail and physicâ€" al anguish. _ Will any. one call this a life of independence ? The Most Curéless Creatures That â€" Ever Lived. That day has goue by. _ All over the land are young women who have said to themselves : "I will only marry if I truly love and honor the man who woos me." There are young women, too, who have calmly made up their minds that it is, perhaps, not likely that they shall fiud any one exactly to suit, and who are comfortably supportâ€" ing themselves, and even in some cases laying up provisions for the future. These women are happy and enjoy life. They are not hanging upon the parent bush withering because no one wishes to pluck them If the right man comes they will say yes; but if he does not come they can do exceedingly well without him. And they smile serenely when they hear the men who have not yet found the key to the mystery lamenting that there are so many old maids in the world, whom they pi y. Henceforth it will be the bachelors who should be pitied. adtiure: How much hbetter if at this time you haveâ€"their confidenee ; if it is to you J that they come. instead â€" of going to someâ€"older gixl. who would just delichty to belp them em it. This is just the age when many young, pretty girls are enticed away from home by the glitnter and glamor of a theatrical life ; just the age when. attentions from some grown man would prove so much more alluring and fascinating than home attractions, that many have gone to their ruin, to regret it for a lifetime afterwards There is no time when a girl noeds her motherx for her friend more â€"than lif]‘()lll thirteen to twenty years of age. Women do not think so highly of marriage as they used to think. Love is just what it was and what it will be forever, of course; but there was a time when simply to marry was in all feminine eyes to be a great goo.. â€" It is time men knew it. Women are on a sort of strike. Askind of seâ€" cret understanding has arisen between them. They belong to a ‘sisterhood witnout lodge or badge, and before long old bachelors will find their few remaining hairs rising on their heads with astonishment and young ones will have an experience their grandfathers knew nothing of. ing you can hold them by except theit hearts, and if you haven‘t their hearts you can make up your mind to let them go. & if we keep our girls away from much of the evil there is in the world. When they begin to have their young friends do not withdraw yourself from â€"them all, but make one of the company and enter into the entertaiament. Who can chaperone your young daughter anywhere so well as yourself? But it you do not go as her best frien4, she will not want you. So begin back farther in life by heing that best friend. There comes a time when there is nothâ€" Perhaps they are reading. things not good for them, or keeping, company with some other girl who is mo help to them. These thiags must.be looked into,and it needs to be with eternal vigilance, Somehow you have been.samuch engrossed hy your housekeeping. cares that you have not taken tima for the unfalding of your daughters, and perâ€" haps some time you have repulsed their confidence, and so they hawme gone to strangers. I think it is pitiful fora girl to '} marry betweeu these two periods She §1 las hu.rdly begun to live, hfl.l'dly had | any time to taste the sweetness af her girlhood or to enjoy the freedom af heri careâ€"free life. _\'m\'..l"n;\' dear mothers, these girls ere little girle, at least you would all iss them as such, girls of thirteear.and urteen,, but jast the age when thay 0 ow say so many indiscreet things ust the time when they earry c misly wrresgondeness. with boys of theivwawn ge, en probably haxe their first love mbulatan The Woman in Business An Awful Secrot, LD tell ber all our tria his last sou, the wine merchanat becamz moody, silent and dreamed of suicide. But in order not to leave his wife and children in misery he decided that they must die with him. ~One morning it was _ discovered _ that Coupe had had carried this resolution into effect, only he had made his wife a partner to his crime. The father killed first his We have just had a terrible example of the results of gambling. _A wine merchant named Coupe was sober, inâ€" dustrious and prosperous ; his home was happy, his wife and five children loving and devoted, but a féw month ago Coupe began to read the sporting journals. Influenced by the promises of fortunes rapidly made, he began bet ting at races. All the receipts from his business were sacrificed, and losing Now, racaâ€"tracks are more and more numerous around the walls of Paris, ana for a few sous one can have a place in an immense break drawn by six horses, For a few more sous pemissiâ€" on is obtained to a race, track, where the workman may gamble for a sum from one franc upward. The Raceâ€"Course Responsible For Many a Poor Man‘s Downfall. A Paris despatch says the ‘gambling fever‘ has reached its height among all classes of French people, but serious as its effect may be on the rich, on the working classes it is horrible, _ Day af. terday the ra ing grounds are filled with people who lose their day‘s work, their taste for work, and the money they have earnt by labor. Fiven the childâ€" ren are initiated into all the secrets of racing. Although the passion for betting and gambling is .common to all classes, there was a time, and that not very long ago, when only the rich could satâ€" isfy their taste, The high position attained and the univerâ€" sal acceptance and approval of the pleasant liquid fruit remedy Syrup of Figs, is the most excellent laxative known, illustrate the value of the qualities on which its success is based and are abundantly gratifying to the California Fig Syrup Company. 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Wou knew we nseded that shovel, and Titold you »bout it the very first thing when you went to town this morning. T do think yourmen are the most forastful and careless creatures ghat ever lived.‘ And se was cross for the restrafithe evening. ‘Yes, dear.!" ‘Andâ€"andâ€"oh, yes, did you onder a new a newishovel for the kitchen?? ‘Nâ€"nâ€" no,, he hesitated, I forgot fls 1t‘ ‘And did rate 1 ales." â€"And did you see the man adout the soal. ? "Yes, it willibeâ€"here on Monday.‘ ‘And the man to fix the grate im the diningâ€"room‘ "Yes, he‘s comimg as soon as he cmn. wite waited until he he had got evercoat and sat down. ‘Did you get that piece of sil%â€"TI aeked you ro bring ? she inquired, seeâ€" ng that he had mnot laid it before Ren. "Yes, dear ; Ileft is out there in swo boll ‘And ‘And *Â¥ es, "And Did And Bobbie‘sâ€"shoes And the rib PARIS GAMBLERS For Over Fifty Years you get the a wick for the kitchen lamg some matches ? they areâ€" with the other bun a hearthsbroom ? Gratifying to All you go and pay the as n ow n pips off his Frotfulness of temper will generally characterize those who are negligent of order. Honesty is one part of eloquence.We persuade otherf by being in earnest ourselyes. Liberality consisis less much than in giving in the at the right moment. The exact value of any man‘s veligion may be determined by noticing the effect that it has on his conduct. There are many dirty ronds in life ; but if you use your judgme at, you may always be able to tind a clean crossing. More is got from books on which the thought settles for a definite end in knowledge, than from libraries skimmed over by wandering eyes. A cottage flower gives honey to the bee; a king‘s garden none to the butterfly. Every duty which we omit obscures some truth that we should bave known. The greatest evil of modezn education is the evil which it inflicts on health. Politeness has been well defined as. benevolence in small things. The secret in m»king one‘s self tire some is not to;kngw when to stop.. some is not tojkn@w when to stop.. The rays of happiness, like those of, light, are colorless when unbroken. What do we live for if it is not to make life less difficult for each other ? He who boidly bears calamigy is more valiant tham he who dares to die. Behavior is a mirros im, which, every, one displays his imaga. Men do less than they ought,. unless they do all they can. Gems . of, Thouahi. Heaven wiil allow no.man to, secureâ€" happiness by crime. As raceâ€"cowrses can only be opened) by permission of the authorities, they might certaindy be less numerous, and: allowed only. at a great distance from. the city, so.that they would be accessiâ€" ble only to.those who have plenty of? money to spend. Another example: Awong the twenâ€" tyâ€"seven individuals arrested last week in the Bois be Howlogse was a woman clothed in rags who begged that she might be questianed privately by the Police Commissaire. She acknowledgâ€" ed that she wasthe divorced wife of an honorable _ manchant. _ The 500,000 francs that shoâ€"received from. her husâ€" band at theâ€"bime of seprration. had been squandezed on the race track. wife, then his children, one after the other, and the last ball in the revolver was reserved for himaself. A will found is signed by husband and wife, and in this will is acknowlâ€" edged the loss of money at races, the weight of debt and the utter despair for the fature. fon‘t There‘s Nothing & â€"â€" Like REFUSE CHEAP IMiTATIONS w redt IT DOES AWAY WITH BOILING HARD RUBBING BACKACHES SORE HANDS Chronic Coughs 600. and §1.00. ""CA UTION."â€"Boware of substitu bos Genuine prepared by Scott & Bowne, Bellavi‘lln. nh;old by all dragzists. T PNoan cmd of Pure Cod Liver Oil with Hypophosphites of Lime and Soda. No other preparation effects such cures. Most Excellent Remedy, Scott‘s Emulsion Persons afflicted with these or any throat or lung troubles should resort to that SQAP EET: ANOTHER WASH~ DAY Go BY WITHOUT TRYING Sunlight in . giving right way