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EVâ€"SRH ET ce merereac in «lon‘t rain no more, the crick‘s mighty "Can‘t you suggest something ?" asked Jack. "Oh, yes! I reckon the bes thing you do‘s to wait till. tomorrow. â€" Ef it «"Boat ! _ Waal, now, you‘ve got me. Last I hearn tell of it, a man five miles up this here crick had it, else Dorsey swapped it to a man over in Dorsey county, an I don‘t jist remember which." «Who ? ‘Lige Dorsey ? Waal, now kain‘t say. Like‘s not in bed. Brok his leg last week." «Where is the boat?‘ Jack was growing impatient. . The man was so provokingly deliberate. "Hand car °" he queried. _ "There‘s nary handcar on the place, an ol man Dorsey, he‘s got the only boat on the crick." The station agent looked at him meditatively. _ But Jack didn‘t go aboard. He watched the train out of sight down the long, wet perspective of the rails. Then he went into the station. «Say," he said to the man in charge, @ean I get a hand car or a boat or something? I have to get across to Carlinville toâ€"night." "Where can I find him ?" asked Jack. *No. And here‘s orders to pull back to East St. Louis. _ And, young fellow, take my advice and don‘t try swimmin when ole Macoupin is aâ€"boomin. _ All aboard !" «The water‘s high enough to put out the fires, and the bridge isn‘t safe,"said the blue capped official, Jack fairly danced with excitement. "But I must eross! Why, I have to â€"â€"oh, I just must get over to the colâ€" lege even if I have to swim ! Can‘t you try to cross !" All but the first few words fell on «leaf ears, for Jack hbhad dashed from the car, and was holding an excited parley with the conductor on the platâ€" form of the station. "The conductor says the creek is up over the bridge and the train cannot Â¥ i » eross. . He has wired for orders," anâ€" swered a man who had just entered the car Tt was raining when Jack lefté St. Louis. East St. Louis looked more forlorn than ever, and the country beâ€" yond was fairly drenched. He was deep in his speech for the evening‘s debate w hen the train reached Macouâ€" pin station. â€" He finished tke argument and looked up. "What are you stopping so long for he asked of no one in particular. @No. Guthridge and Brooks have to leave toâ€"morrow and the fellows fl:om Springfield are going home toâ€" micht Well, perhaps Jack‘ll come. â€"If he does not, we‘ll all stand by you, Gardiâ€" ner, and do_our best." _ "Yesâ€"telegram. He says he‘ll leave St. Louis on the 4 o‘clock train." ©Then he‘s at, Macoupin station now," said Albert. "Two miles from school and no way to cross a miserable little brook that is dried up most of the year ! Can‘t postpone the debate, can we ?s "Jove !"‘ Dick down, hands in j bad for us Philos news from Jack P I‘ve just been C The Macoupin is and is still rising evenine." the news E" Gardiner stood in the doorway, letâ€" ting the rain drop from the ferrule of his umbrella in a pool, on the carpet. test debite must stand aside where businessâ€"" % ©Shut up ! The thing is we don‘t want these fellows crowing over us. They‘re going to have a great spread if they do win, and Guthridge has prom ised to ride Gardiner around the campâ€" us if, they don‘t, and you know how heavy Gardiner is. _ I saw Brooksâ€" Come in. â€" Hello, Gardiner ; what‘s the news 1" "My child," said Dick, throwing the much abused Horace on the centre table, where it bumped its venerable head acainst a solid geometry and fell to the foor, "how often must I tell you that business is business? Even a conâ€" nears s bicod /. and Dick sat up and looked oratorically warlike. «Well, he‘ll have plenty of water to come through ! Our chances are pretty slim without nim.. Gardiner can never bold un against Brooks and,Guthridge vwith all the Linos back of them. I don‘t see why Jack couldn‘t have put off going to St. Louis till next week." "My child," said Dick, throwing the base, criver mention of heart‘ s bloo looked oratc "Rise or no rise, Ja here on hand when th foot," Dick Arlington bed. He was buried dog eared copy of Hor "He‘d comse throu nothing of water. to "He nothin Philos out on the campus, where the rain was pourina on the muddy poo‘s and patches of sodden grass. "The ticket agent says tirains can‘t croâ€"s if the Macoupin rises much more." "If the weather.keeps up, I‘m afraid Jack can‘t get here," said Albert Halâ€" stead. Te was sitting in the window of his room in "Junior hall" and staring out on the campus, where the rain was pourina on the muddy poo‘s and patches of sodden crass. "The Hicket acent save TH® BQY QRATOR, Trot defeat at the hands of the Linophilians! _ The very the lhated name stirs me d !" and Dick sat up and over was walking up and ockets. _ "That looks I ‘sposs there is no wn 10 more tr to the station. the Jong bridge save our noble the hands of the spoke in pillo k Duckles ‘I1 be re‘s a debate on h fire uns this te 95 Say MWms "ine ts dn Nn . eece ol aiy n Re e ind avl ie Of course the Philos won, and everyâ€" body remembers how all the class cheered when the class historian on class day, a fortnight later, told what Jack dared and did for the glory of the Philos!â€"Ruth Prescott in Washingâ€" ton News. He broke oft silently. Every Philo was on his feet cheering like mad. Four times the college yell rang out like a battlerey. _ Four times, and then the crowd parted. There in their midst, panting with the quick run from the bridge, his eyes ablaze with exciteâ€" ment and his figure disguised in a suit of Halstead‘s old clothes, stood Jack, _ Meantime in the debating hall the debate on "Resolved, That strikes are justifiable," had beguf, Guthridge had mounted the rostrum amidâ€" the cheers of his society, while the Philos were giving Gardiner advice enough to have driven 10 men mad. Guthridge had demolished one by one the hopes of the opposition. Every Philo was silent. Gardiner went hot, then cold; by~ turns., It was~ in vain for him to answer Guthridge. The brilliant speech drew to a close. "Strike till the last armed foe exâ€" pires," shouted Guthridge, waving his arms madly.. Strike for your . altars and your fires. Strike for the green graves of, your sires !"‘ There are strikes"â€"â€" ‘ He go: his head again presently. He caught a glimpse of a few lights bere and there ia town. The roar of the river dashing on into the night drowned his voice. He closed his eyes and waited. The floating section of the bridge seemed hours coming. He thought of. the warm dining room at ’ bhome and his mother‘s face above the teacups.. He could see the debating hall through a luminous mist. He wondered if Halstead would speak in lhis place. He was growing numb with the chill of the water. The river seemed to whirl and rock about him. â€"Then there was a noice like thunder. The bridge had struck the trestle. _ A wave swept over him. The trestle trembled, swayed, the bridge floated broadside, then struck again. The trestle tottered, wavered, then the bridgo settled against it and was stationary, and as Jack crawled mechanically on again he knew that the trestle would hold. «wo steps more. The roar of the black water grew deafening ; took posâ€" session of him. Jack looked up stream. A huge dim mass was floating swiftly down the creek. It was a section of a covered bridge.. It swayed toward ue shore, then toward the other, with a borrible drunken reel. The boy reeled, too, stumbled, and the cane was swept beyond his reach instantly. He fell on his hands and knees, and there clung to the beam, the water surging to his neck. Suddenly the water became knee deep with the sacking of the old bridge, and he entered the channel. . The current nearly swept him off his feet. He stood still, heartily repenting the foolhardy under aking. To return was impossible. Farther out the track sloped and the water deepened. . Jack could not see the stringer, but he felt for each step carefully. _ Tt was growing so dark he could not see the farther shore. â€" He did not dare look up or down the creek, and the whirl of the water made him dizzy ’ Of course to attempt to cross was folly. Suppose the Philos did loseâ€" what then ? What did it really matter ? ‘Then he seemed to hear the shouts of the victorious Linos â€" Guthridge‘s triumphant cheerâ€"and to see his own society sitting erushed and silent. He would try it. _ He looked back for a moment at the station and the light dying in the west behind it. Then he tightened his grasp on his cane, the pride of his junior‘s heart, and steppiag upon the stringers at the side of the track he began. The water was an inch, then ankle decp and iey cold.. He could searcely see the ties, but he felt with his cane along the edge of the beam. ‘ J ack Sto] Through a had set red the creek there a tall water, whit dusk® The t out of si the drif steady driz the track rushing an its banks, a mile wid Jack w moment _ paused. "See her try i6. _ Th "CWall ? a power c wouldn‘t g to get mys likely to go down so‘s you kin cro the train." "I suppose I couldn‘t wa‘k act "Walk? Waal, not unless you‘r ly ut it sycamore, brem t white in the rapidly rain driz; ick. . ‘Iack W P] Jack could hear the creek d roaring along far beyond boaming and eddying nearly o. The water near the edge watively calm, but out in 1 the current, marked by washingz and foamine fariâ€" mot il} W Espunk and muscle. . T acbrying it, ‘less I wanted If drowned." Ilked up and down for a â€" silence. â€" Suddenly he ed.. Tt was growing dark. rifb in the clouds the sun and the reflection made he said, "I am ‘s my card and ral, now"â€" is gone. ad is and horrible. ore. tremb ickened as he w 1 m the bridge was wal Here and ed in the deepening all about it. He‘s just got gflcE..flfo; the World‘s Fair. Talkemout-tâ€"No, I have been makâ€" ing a tour of Europe, and I just tell you old boy I never saw such wonâ€" Tirebouttâ€"By the way, there: goes Chatherton. ‘Run over and tell you Amny T. 220. â€" F t 2 1 Tirebouttâ€"Hello, Talkemoutt, I haven‘t seen you lately. $500 reward offered for an incurable case of Catarch by the proprietors of Dr. Sage‘s Remedy. 50 cts ; By drugâ€" cistsâ€" Dr. Pierce‘s Pleasant Pellets, absoâ€" lutely effective in cases of sick headâ€" ache, constipation, indigestion, and all derangements of the bowels. Satisfacâ€" tion guaranteed. Poor Jack‘s time of grief,however, was brief, And of sickness he feared to be fearful; For fa boon friend said, ‘Well, let‘s try Pierce‘s Pellets,‘ f And with good livers both are now cheer ful.‘ When older he grew and a glutton, For his liver, I‘ll state, became a dead weight; As he drank wine and ate toormuch mutâ€" ton. But little Jack Horner became a great mourn "Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, Eating a Christmas pie ; He put in his thumb and pulled out a plum And said, ‘What a good boy am IP In that case, bhe returned. Jjust kneel down there on the stoop and T‘ll give you some food for reflection.‘ ‘I am, sir,‘ I replied, feeling sure he‘d invite me into the kitchen, ‘I was so bard up at Christmas,‘ reâ€" marked a tramp, ‘that I couldn‘t getb enough to eat, let alone anything to drink. As a last resort I rang the minister‘s bell and asked him if he would give a little food to a repentant sinner who hadn‘t eaten anything for a week.‘ i ‘If you‘re truly repentant,‘ he said, ‘T‘ll save you, my poor man.‘ was strengthened by the revelations of 1891.. These made me for the: first time in my life ashamed of being a Canadian. Some of our people may have forgotten these terrible revelaâ€" tions, I can uever forget them. We ourselves are responsible for them. Our party spirit, our selfishness, our localâ€" ism, our inaction in public life are at the bottom the causes. In those sumâ€" mer months, when every day unearthed some new villancy, I determined to try to be truer to my country than ever before, and to speak out my convicâ€" tions whenever fit opportunity was given me, calmly and strongly, no matâ€". ter what the consequences might be. Should not every honest man join in this resolution ? Let the issues of the past alone. Let the dead bury their dead, and with the inspiration thought of Canada first in our hearts let us go forward to make our good land one worth living for, or, if need be, dying for." ‘who presume to tell the sovereign and nobles of the realm of their duty 1 ‘A subject, born within the same,‘ was the respectful and allâ€"sufficient anâ€" swer. That was reason eaough for any free man, for anyone who feels that public affairs belong to him as one of the public. . I have always tried to act on that principle, and. my course "A newspaper, usually, moderate in tone and fair to opponents, accuses me of stepping outside the pale of my proper functims to air my views on public affairs. _ Perhaps a reason ought to be given to it and ‘those who symâ€" pathize with its position. ‘Who are you? said Queen Mary to John Knox, <who presume to tell the sovereign and nobles of the realm of their duty 1 <A ] t regard to the public works with which they have been entrusted.. Had they been men of the right stamp they wofld have written me privately letâ€" ters of thanks for trying to stir up a public feeling that would assist them in doing the r duty. I know that they bave difficulties to contend with, and that wherever public money is being spent foul creatures swarm. . Public servants, therefore, need support. If they repel it, so much the worse for them. . When any of them seeks only to darken counsel by words without knowledge, what can be said to him but this : ‘Give in an account of thy stewardship, for thou mayest be no longer steward statements, anc to the indeper bers of Parlian to me to rip u humiliating to vants do not t] to tell the peop truth, and not! able r Canal maste w aterplso C The Modern Jack Horner, Ul £ Canada How To Get Even. rant th people ‘t | nothing the publi been ent In Hard Buck, ul t and M ses, tl ab far Ut p such find +1 1J ‘ of them seeks only 1 by words without can be said to him at pt the trull r but the ie works tie & t 1t trut with t rnment im t tl T ith A Comparison. Foreignerâ€"I don‘t like your Ameriâ€" can society. $ Nativeâ€"Why not? Oh, it is so new. ; Well, it is better to have it new and fresh than old and decayed, as yours is, I guess.â€"Detroit Free Press. ty as these animals could be protected from hunters, and would at least asâ€" sure the natives a supply of food and clothing. â€"I was placed in charge of the reindeer experiment station or ranch, at Port Clarence, not far from Point Barrow, where I have now been for nearly two years, and where the complete success of the undertaking has been demonstrated. In aâ€" few years we confidently expect to be feedâ€" ing our own starving Eskimos with anJ abundance of reindeer meat.”â€"Harp-J er‘s Young People. | «"Captain Healey‘s report of this des titution, and of the many similar cases that he encountered during that cruise, caused the authorities at Washington to investi¢ate into the condition of these most northern wards of the maâ€" tion, and devise measures for their reâ€" lief. _ It was finally decided to import and domesticate reindeer from Siberia, "One hundred dollars was thus raisâ€" ed, and the ship was headed. for the distant trading port of Fort St. Michâ€" aels, where_ the sum was invested in hardtack. . With this supply of food the Bear returned, as fast as steam and sail would carry her, to the staryâ€" ing people who had called upon her bigâ€"hearted crew to aid them. @"A subscription was immediately taken up among the officers and crew of the Bear. «"About three years ago, as the revâ€" enue cutter Bear was on its way to Point Barrow, the northern extremity of United States Territory, and the place at which the Government has esâ€" tablished a house of refuge for wrecked whalers, she was boarded by a party of Eskimos who came out in an oomiak, or large skin boat, from a small and until then unknown native settlement. By means of signsthese people conveyed the information that they were staryâ€" ing. Captain Healey, the commander of the Bear, immediately sent an officer ashore to investigate their condition. Upon his return the ofticer reported that while some of the natives were already dead and dying from starvaâ€" tion, the survivors were eating their dogs, their most valued possession; and the one with which they will not part save in the last extremity. Mr. Bruce‘s Alaskan Reindceer Experiment Station. disc his lon lessness of ignor for their childrer to be mentally e of life. â€" He was In s much as he did. _ Ee took ngmen of the continent witl ver, in ostracising the bar nee of the saloonâ€"keeper. _ su th rit 6t ut ‘, ind, as a consequen d the futility of strike act of martyrdorm, an e weight agninst th ie controlled the Kyr 1 4 ul vi€ BXIT one end and hang it up against a wall and mark where the weight reaches to. The weight rises for wet weather and falls for fine. The string should be placed outside where the air can freely get to it. A piece of string makes a simple barometer. Take a piece of string about 15 inches long, saturate it in a strong solution of salt and water, let it it dry, and then tie a light weight on _ _Of Attila, king of the Huns, it is said that his bedy was placed in three coffinsâ€"the first of gold, the second of silver and the third of iron. All of his arms, the trappings of his horses and the thousands of mementos which gathered on his campaigns wers buried with him. History further states that ‘all of the captains and slaves whofwere employed to dig his grave and Bury kim were put to death, so that none might betray the last resting place of Attila, the greatest of the Huns.‘â€"St. Louis Republic, Bes. 7, 18938,.â€" ‘It was very kind of the Goodhearts to remember us,‘ said Mrs. Snamley to her husband, ‘but I think it would look better to pay their debts instead of buying people presents.‘ ‘Charlie ge‘s only seven dollars a week,‘ reasoned Mrs. Deceit, ‘so I‘m afraid this locket can‘t be real good; I will take it to the jewellers to be: testâ€" ed. ‘They say one is apt to dream of her future husband at Christmas,‘remarked a widow to herself, ‘I hope I won‘t dream of my past one.‘ If you knew what I was made of,‘ said the baker‘s mince pie to the small boy, ‘you wouldn‘t touch me.‘ Mow to Get a);"Sunlight Picture. Send 25 ©Sunlignt" Soap wrappers (wrapper bearing the words "Why Does a Woman Look Ola Sooner Than a Man") to Lever Bros, 43 Scott St., Toronto, and you will receive by post a a pretty picture, free from advertising, and well worth framing. This is an easy way to decorate your home. The soap is the best in the market and it will only cost 1c postage to send in the wrappers, if yeu leave the ends open. Write your address carefully. 1y. ‘Be sure and put the best things on top,‘ said the grocer to his wife as she was filling the stockings. Then they develop into pessimists and add to the ruin that falls on life instead of to the sun that shines over it. And the husband, who has to pay the piper at last, if he can, looks upon all women henceforth with a contempt natural, though, thank heaven ! unreaâ€" sonable. From the behavior of his own particular unit he judges of the mass, and who can greatly blame him ? â€"Hearth and Home. Extravagance. is almost a disease with many women. _ Some spend wanâ€" tonly for lack of anything else to do. Tt is as if they said to themselves, "Here is a terrible empty quarter of an hour in my day. What shall I do with it? Oh, T can go out and buy someâ€" thing." And so Bond street is crowded in the morning. _ This may be good for tradeâ€"when the bills are eventually paid, if everâ€"but how bad for character! Extravagant women get little satisfacâ€" tion out of their extravagance at the time and create so many skeletons to people their cupboards and sit by their hearth in the future that the world soon becomes full of dry bones for them. flun atio ishe In aff worl ind ind ot Mow to 6 WOMEN emll:\' a reckless woman, not only novey matters, but in the other irs of life . The leaven seems to k mysteriously through the lump affect every part of the character, _ only money considerations . are g to the winds, but often considerâ€" ns more precious, more to. be cher l Earied in Three Coffins. A Simple Barometer, Christmas Confidence lost. â€" She lets herself e a grain in the whirlw l over and into any pitf es.â€" A woman in debt U Inic ul 11 l An exchange says that +‘The Philaâ€" delphia maiden, who is so modest that she will not go to bed while the Christâ€" ian Observer is on the table, has been outdone by the bashful Boston belle, who declines to walk up a steep hill because it makes her breath come in short pants. Itch on human and horses and all animal cured in 30 minutes by Woodford‘s Sanitary Lotion. This never fails. Sold by Ed. M. Devitt, Waterloo. If you are on the Ship of Zion, what are you doing toward paying .the runâ€" ning expenses? A special police census of the city of Toronto was taken last week and the figures have been made public. 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Auction Sales AuctionSales "Excuse me for the tronble that I caused you. Come bere ard you will find out." 3 ‘The letter was in his mother‘s handâ€" writing, â€" The family were in goad cir cumstances. 2 There are people who do the devil good by making a noise on the Lord‘s Stoves ! Stoves 1 Jo You Intend Buying a Stove ? side, Phillp fes & (o., Ranges Cook Stoves, And Heaters 1NCW LOrk, Nov. 22â€"_| wo women who lived alone in a tenement on Eightyâ€"seventh street were found dead this morning. . They were Antonio Ledecky, 67 years old, and her daughâ€" ter Fannie, 35 years of age. The mother was found hanging by a bit of clothes line to the protruding end of a gas pipe from the ceiling. The daughâ€" ter was sitting in a rocking chair .n the adjoining room and had evidently bled to death from a cut inflicted by & razor on her wrist. The bodies were found by Otto Ledecky, a son of Mrs. Ledecky, who had received a letter at 9 o‘clock which read as follows : Mother and Daughter Co New York, Nov. 22 who lived alone in a Eightyâ€"seventh street w this morning. . They Ledecky, 67 years old, & covers the field by reaching more inhabitants in Waterloo county than any other paper published. _ Leave your orders for bills and advortising at the Chronicle Office. will soon beconducted through out diffcrent parts of the county. _ It pays a have the best assortment in the County, and at prices that will surprise you. is NOW COMPLETE. CANADIAN BLOCK. * C CBBrREIN. im Hundredfold OUR STOCK OF See page 8. mmit Suicide. d l f M