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hi: i Rr i SORE ■ II HIS ANKLE. pi Si * Y ® * **! • Suffering, Promptly Cured flMs&§j£g£j Dw C Q S Cntire C J™I at Z- 1S in a d ?praved condito Thel bjf 0< 0. > are a severe d am upon the system, and are con stantly sapping a y • }• In every case the poison must be eliminated from the blood, and no amount of external treatment can have any effect. There is no uncertainty about the merits of S. S. S.: every claim made for it is backed up strongly by convincing testimony of those who have been cured by it and know of its virtues by experience. IJ r . L. J. Clark, of Orange Courthouse,Ya.,writes: For six years I had an obstinate, running ulcer on my ankle which at times caused me intense sufferin'*. I W as bo dis thled for a loDg while that I was wholly unfit for business. One of the best doctors treated me constantly but did me no good. I then tried various blood remedies without the least benefit. S. S. S. was so highly recom mended that I concluded to try it, and the effect was wonderful. It seemed to get right at the seat of the disense and force the poison out, and I was soon com- plitely cured." Swift’s Specific— S. S. S. FOR THE BLOOD —drives out every trace of impurity in the blood, and in this way ■■Halil Hart ' it it _ IMHHHHHJH MWMW. coni tains not a particle of potash, mercury, or other mineral. S. S. S. cures Contagious Blood Poison ; Scrofula, Cancer, Catarrh, Eczema, Rheumatism, Sores, Ulcers, Boils, or any other blood trouble. Insist upon S. S. S.; nothing can take its. place. V .sluablebooks mailed free by Swift Specific specific Company, Atlanta, Ga. GOT O 1-4 UKN TS DAMAGE. Pittssubo, Pa., March 30.—The jury in the case of Assistant District Attor ney Walter K. Billows, colored, against William ,T. McCarthy, a prominent res taurant keeper, who refused to serve a meal to Billows and his companion, Congressman George W. White, of North Carolina, also colored, return a verdict today in favor of the plaintiff for 0 1-4 cents. Billows asked for .$5, 000 damages. prosperity ani> us meaning III almost every neighborhood there is some one whose life has been saved by Chamberlain’s Colic, Cholera and Diarrhoea Remedy, or who has been cured of chronic diarrhoea by the use of that medicine. Such persons make a point of telling of it whenever op portunity offers, hopingthat it may be the means of saving other lives. For sale by E. Bradford. Bev. Dr. Joyner—“And so you two nre making life one grand,sweet song?” Battles—“Yes, doctor, a reg’lar opera; with frantic calls for the author when baby cries.” Mrs. Bugging—“It seems to me Mrs. Talkalot buys a great deal of soap.” Mrs. Muggins—“Well, you know shels so doublefaced.” “No family can afford to bo witbont One Minute Cough Cnre. It will stop a cough and a cold q ticker than any other medicine,” writes C. W. Williams, Sterling Bun, Pa. It cures croup, bronchitis and all throat and lung troubles and prevents consumption. Pleasant and harmless. E. Bradford. BIobbs-“What do you think of ‘open door’in the East?” Slobbs (who bad trouble with bis night key last night) —“An open door is all right, and I don’t care in what direction of the compass it points to.” A nmn, if ho has any sentiment at all abont him, likes to see a son rise. Otto Korb, Grand Chancellor, K. P., Boonville, Ind., says, “DeWitt’s Witch Hazel Salve soothes the most delicate skin and heals the most stubborn ulcer with certain and good results.” Cun s piles and skin diseases. Don’t buy an imitation. E. Bradford. “If that medicine makes you feei worse, Ellen, why do you keep on tak ing it?” “Why? I’m not going to pay 85 cents for medicine, William, and then waste it.” “If tli’ wur-raid phwas square,” said the jinitor philosopher, “thor’d bae a saloon on ayeh corner.” W. H. Shipman, Beardsley, Minn., under oath, says he suffered from dys pepsia for twenty-five years. Doctors and dieting gave but little relief. Piually he used Kodol Dyspepsia Cure and now eats what he likes and as much as he wants, and he feels like a new man. It digests what you eat. E. Bradford. Ltuionii For tie Hnmla. One of the best possible manicure acids is lemon juice, diluted with ii—lit tle warm water. It not only removes stains from the nails, but 'loosens tile cuticle far better than scissors will. Lemons nre also excellent for whiten ing hands which have become tanucd by exposure to the sun in boating or other outdoor exercise.—Home Notes. Greatness, after all. In spite of its name, appears to be not so-mucb a cer tain size as a certain quality in Unman lives. It may he present in lives Whose range is very small. With cotton now commanding $10 to $15 a bale more than for some years past, an extra profit of $75,000,000 or more is added to the profits of the South on this crop alone. Southern cotton mills are under con struction, while established mills . are steadily enlarging their plants, the ag- gate new capital now going into South ern cotton manufacturing being about $35,000,000 to $30,000,000. Every iron furnace and coal mine in the Sonth is being pushed to its utmost production at profits that make glad the hearts of stockholders. New coal and ore mines ar§ being opened as rap idly as possible, and the South’s annual output of 40,000,000 tons of coal and about 6,000,000 tons of iron ore will be wonderfully increased during the com ing years. Phosphate mining is steadily expand ing, and coincident with it there is great increase in fertilizer manufactur ing. Lumber interests in the Sonth are everywhere prosperous, and the ac tivity in every line of lumber business and woodworking generally is adding millions of dollars to the prosperity oi this section and rivaling cotton and iron and coal in its influence upon the South’s upbuilding. Turning from these leading indusl ries, we find eqnal activity and prosperity in everything else. Bailroads are over burdened with business; new electric and water plaDts and bui ding opera tions are eqnally as conspicuous, and along the whole line of human industry in the Sonth you hear the “unbroken strain of what has been aptly termed tbe-mnsic of progress —the whirr of the spindle, the buzz of the saw, the roar of the furuace and the throb of the lo comotive.”—Manufacturers’ Becord. Cleanse the liver, purify the blood, invigorate the body by using DeWitt’s Little Early Bisers. These famous little pills always act promptly. E. Bradford “Oom Paul can’t bold the Boers to gether.” “I shouldn’t thirk he coaid with that lyddito barsting in their midst.” Mrs. Gadd—“You do not show yonr age at all.” Mrs. Gabb (delighted) “Don’t I?” Mrs. Gadd—“No; I see you’ve scratched it ont of your family Bible.” H Clark, Chauneey, Ga„ says De Witt’s Witch Hazel Salve cared him of piles that had afllicted him for twenty years. It is also a speedy cure for skin diseases. Beware of dangerous coun terfeits. E. Bradford. Ferdy—“She is all the world to me! What would you advise me to do?" Percy—“See a little more of the world, old chap!” . What is ‘writer’s cramp,’ pa?” “Be ing cramped for money, my son. Nearly all writers have that trouble.” ‘I think DeWitt’s Little Early Risers are the best pills in the world,” says W. E. Lake, Happy Creek, Va. They remove all obstructions of the liver and bowels, act quickly and never gripe. E. Bradford. An excited mail gives himself away. It is notorious that human nature is most easily read whim it is turned up side dowQ.—Detroit. Journal. Save Your Money. One box of Tutt’s Pills will save many dollars in doctors’ bills They will surely cure all diseases of the stomach, liver or bowels. No Reckless Assertion For sick headache, dyspepsia, malaria, constipation and bilio usness, amillion people endorse TUTT’S Liver PILLS Doctor—“Do you know the effects of :etting to.o much mercury in yonr sys tem?” Denny—“Yis, doctor, Oi’d be a thermometor. ” A-singer should he very sure of his compass before he ventures on high C’s. A man should bo master of his own house, bnt he should be master of his own temper also. Kodoi Dyspepsia Cure. 1 7.1 A Ofclj ern ar.d . Cm u Digests what you eat. It artificially digests the food and aids Nature in strengthening and recon structing the exhausted digestive or gans. It is the latest discovered digest- ant and tonic. No differ preparation can approach it in efficiency. It in stantly relieves and permanently cures Dyspepsia, Indigestion, Heartburn, Flatulence, Sour Stomach, Nausea, SickHeadache.Gastralgia, Cramps, and -|1 other results of imperfect digestion. Uo-epared by E. C. D.WItt A Co. Chicago. li. BKADFOP.D. k T A Study In Hole. The girl behind the counter said to the young man who appeared as though he knew just what he wanted to buy, “What can I do for you?” “I was going to buy a nice pair of stockings for a woman. This is the right department?” “Yes. What material and what size?" “I thought I might leave that to you. ns we are sort of related in our call ing.” “What do you mean?” “Well. I’m a fireman—the man . with the hose, don’t you see? As the head of this department you’re the woman with the hose. I haven't the slightest idea of what I want or what it should be or what it should cost.” ‘.‘For your wife?" “No: 1 hoe my own row.” “So do I." she laughed, “and as a hosier.” “They’re for my sister. And that’s all I know about the whole thing. She's smaller than 1 am. but larger than you.” “I take eights.” "Then 1 should think she'd take slx : teens." - - He laughed to hear her laugh, and a j whole row of customers waited. | “It’s the best hose attachment yon ever made.” he thought to himself, and so il proved, for the cards are out and i they are furnishing a regular birdcage I of a fiat iu the north end.—Detroit Free Tues. Wed. Tburs. Fri. Sat. Sun- 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 J"L ROBERT HARDY’5 SEVEN DATS. _| A DREAM AND ITS CONSEQUENCES. BY REV. CHARLES M. SHELDON, Autfvrr of “In HU Step*," “The Crucifixion of Philip Strong“Halcom Kirk," Etc. [Copyright. 1900. by Advance Publishing Co. j I Tues. Wed. Tfiurs. Fri. | Sat. 3 Sun. CHAPTER II. The children all cried ont in surprise and hurried into the next room. But before relating what happened there we will follow Mr. Hardy Into the ex perience be had just after fallin asleep upon the lounge by the open fire. It seemed to him that he stepped at once from the room where he lay into a place such as he had never seen be fore. where the one great idea that filled his entire tboughl was the Idea of the present moment: Spread out before him. as if reproduced by a plio nograplt and a magic lantern com bined. was the moving panorama ol the entire world. lie thought lie saw into every home, every public place of business, every saloon and place amusement, every shop and every farm, every place of industry, amuse ment and vice upon the face of the globe. And he thought he. could hear the world’s conversation, catch its sobs of suffering—nay. even catch the mean ing of unspoken thoughts of the heart With that absurd rapidity peculiar to certain dreams he fancied that over every, city on the globe was placed a glass cover through which lie could look and through which the sounds of the city’s industry came to him. But he thought that he ascertained that by lifting off one of these covers he could hear with greater distinctness the thoughts of the inhabitants and see all they were doing and suffering with the most minute exactness. He looked for the place of his own town. Barton. There it lay In Its geographical spot ou the globe, and he thought tlmt. moved by au impulse he could not resist, be lifted off the cover and bent down to see nnd hear. The first thing he saw was his min Ister’s borne. It was just after the Sunday evening service, the one which Mr. Hardy had thought so dulL Mr. Jones was -talking over the evening with his wife. “My dear.” he said, “1 feel about dis couraged. Of what use is all our pray ing and longing for the Holy Spirit when our own church members are so cold and unsplritnal that all bis influ ence is destroyed? And, you know, 1 made a special plea to all the members' to come out tonight, and only a hand ful there.' I feel like giving up the struggle. You know 1 could make a better living in literary work, and the children could be better eared for then.” “But. John, it was a bad night to gel out. You must remember that.” “But only 50 out of a church mem bershlp of 400. most of them living near by! It doesn’t scent just right to me.” “Mr. nardy was there! Did vou see hint?” “Yes: after service I went and spoke to hint, and he treated ute very coldly. And yet he Is the most wealthy and in some ways the most gifted church member we have, ne could do great things for the good of this community lf_ Suddenly Mr. Hardy thought the minister changed into the SuDday school superintendent, and he was walkiug down the street thinking about his classes in the school, and Mr. Har dy thought lie could hear the superin tendent’s thoughts, as If his ear were at a phonograph. “It’s too had! That class of boys 1 wanted Mr. Hardy to take left the school because no one could be found to teael) them. And now Boh Wilson has got into trouble and been arrested for petty thieving. It will be a terrible blow to his poor mother. Oh. why is it that men like Mr. Hardy cannot he made to see the Importance of work Id the Sunday school? With his knowl edge of chemistry and geology he could have reached that class of hoys and in vited them to his home, up into his lab oratory and exereiseiTan influence over them they would never outgrow. Oh! it’s a strange thiDg to me that men of such possibilities do not realize their power!" The superintendent passed along shaking his head sorrowfully, and Mr. Hardy, who seemed guided ‘by some power he could not resist and com pelled to listen whether he liked it or not. oext' found himself looking into one of tile railroad shop tenements, where thp man Scoville was lying, awaiting amputation of both feet after the terrible accident. Scoviile’s wife lay upon a ragged lounge, while Mrs. Hardy’s cook kneeled by her side and In her native Swedish tongue tried to comfort tlte poor woman. So it was true that these two were sisters. The man was still conscious and suffering unspeakably. The railroad surgeon had been sent for, but had not arrived. Three or four men and their wives had come in to do what they could. Mr. Burns, the foreman, was among them. One of the men spoke in a whisper to him: “Have you been to see Mr. Hardy?” “Yes, hut he was at church. I left word about the accident." “At church! So even the devil some times goes to ebureh. What for, I won der? Will he be here, think?” “Don’t know.” replied Mr. Burns curtly. “Do you mind when be”—pointing to Scoville—“saved Mr. Hardy’s life?” “Remember it well enough; was standing close by.” . ' “What’ll be done with the children when Scoville goes, eh?” “Don’t know.” Just then the surgeon came in. and preparations were rapidly made for the operation. The last that XIr. Hardy heard was the shriek of the poor wife as she struggled to her feet and fell in a fit across the floor where two of the youngest children clung terrified to her dress, and the father cried out. tears of agony and despair running down his face. "My God. what a hell this world is!” The next scene was a room where everything appeared confused at first, but finally grew moredistinct and ter rible in its signilieanee. and the first person .Mr. Hardy rcc-ogliizet! was his oldest boy. George, group of young me! ruhlied his eyes Yes: they were where George and Bessie’s too! L ■ miserable fathi in company with a engaged in—what! niid stared painful- gambling. So here ■pent all Ids money Nothing that the him to the quick quite so sharply as this. He <iad prided himself ou his own freedom, from vices and had ac honest horror of them, for Mr. Hardy was uot a monster of iniquity, only an intensely selfish man. Gambling, drink ing, impurity—all the physical vices— were to Mr. Hardy the lowest tfegrada- tion. ' The thought that Ids own son had fallen into this pit was - terrible to 1dm. lint lie was compelled to look and lis ten. All the young men were smokin; and beer and wine stood ou a buffet at rJffi' side of the room and were plenti fully partaken of. “I say, George." said a very flashily dressed youth who was smoking that invention of the devil, a cigarette, “your old man would nth bis eyes to see you here, eh?" “Well. I should remark lie would.” replied George as he shuffled the cards and then helped himself to a drink. “I say. George,” said the first speak er. "your sister Bess is getting to be a beauty. Introduce me, will yon?” “No, I won’t.” said George shortly, lie had been losing all the evening, and he felt nervous and .irritable: “Ah! We are too bad, ell?” George made some fierce reply, and tbe other fellow struck him. Instantly George sprang to his feet, and a fight took place. Mr. Hardy could not hear It any longer. He thought he broke away from the scene by the exercise of a great determination and next found himself looking into his own home. It seemed to him it was an even ing when he and all the children had gone out, and Mrs. Hardy sat alone, looking into the fire as she had been looking before he fell asleep. She was thinking, and her thoughts were like burning coals as they fell into Mr. Hardy’s heart and scorched him as not any scene, not even the last, bad done. “My husband!” Mrs. Hardy was say ing to herself. "How long it is since he gave me a caress, kissed me when he went to his work or laid his hand lovingly on my cheek as he used to do! How brave and handsome and good I used to think him iu the old Vermont days when we were struggling for our little home and his best thought was of the home and of the wife! But the years have changed him I Oh, yes; they have changed him bitterly! 1 wonder if lie realizes my hunger for his affection! Of what value to me are all these baubles wealth brings com pared with a loving look, a tender- smile, an affectionate caress? “Oh, Robert, Robert! Come hack to me, for I am so lonely, so lonely! Would to God all our riches might be taken from us and all our position iu society he lost to us, for I ath fast los ing my love for him who is my hus band! Great and long suffering and forgiving God, help me! I feel wicked sometimes. I cannot bear this kind of a life. It is killing me. It is robbing me of all that life contains that is sweet and true. Oh, Father of Mer cies, for Jesus’ sake do not let me grow insane or without belief! Ob, Robert, Robert, my lover, my husband! I will; I will love you!” And Mrs. Hardy fell on her knees by the side of the couch and buried her face in its cushions and sobbed and prayed. Suddenly the whole scene changed, and Mr. Hardy, who had stretched out his arms to comfort his wife as in the old days when love was young, felt himself carried by an irresistible pow er up away from the earth, past the stars and planets and suus and satel lites that blazed like gems iu space; on, on. for what seemed to him like ages of time, until even the thought of time grew indistinct; on and up and into tlie presence of the most mighty Face he had ever looked into. It was the Face of Eternity. ' On its brow was written in words of blazing light the one word “Now.” And as he looked into that calm, awful Face and read that awful word Mr. Hardy felt his soul crumble within him. When the Face spoke, it was the speech of a thousand oceans heaved by a million tempests, yet through the terror of it ran a thread of music—a still sweet sound like everlasting < love—as- if angels sang somewhere a divine ac companiment. And the Face said: “Child of humanity, you have neg lected and despised me for 50 years. You have lived for yourself. You have been careless and thoughtless of the world’s great needs. The time of your redemption is short. It has been grant ed yon hy him who rules the world that you should have but. seven more days to live upon the earth—seven days to help redeem your soul from ever lasting shame and death. Mortal, see to it that tlion usest the precious time like those who toil for jewels in the mine beneath the sea. I who sDeak no- scons OF COD-XIVER OIL WITH HYPOPHOSPHITES should always be kept in the house for the fbl- lowing reasons: FIRST- Because, if any member of the family has a hard cold, it will cure it. SECOND — Because, if the; chil dren are delicate and sickly, i! make them strong snd weii. THIRD- Because, if the father •• mother is losing flesh and .l' .r: ing thin and emaciated, it v"’ !.-: them up and give them . strength. FOURTH - •Becauro standard remedy in ..-i : . . lung affections. to tliee am Eternity.” Then Robert nardy thought lie fell upon his face before that awful Face "and begged in bitterest terror for a longer lease of life. “Seven days! Why. i; will be but seven swift seeouds to redeem my past! Seven days! It will _Oo a nothing in the marking of time! O mighty pow er. grant me longer! Seven weeks! Seven years! And 1 will live for thee as never mo-tal yet lived!” And Robert Hardy sobbed and held Ids arms beseechingly up toward that most resplendent Face. And as he thus stretched out his arms the Face bent down toward his. and he thought a smile of pity gleamed upon it, and lie hoped that more time*would he granted him; and then, as it cante hearer, he suddenly awoke, and there was his own wife bending over him. and a tear from her face fell upon his own as she said: “Robert! Robert!" Mr. Hardy sat up confused and trem bling. Then he clasped his wife to him and kissed her as he used to do. And then to her great amazement he related to her in a low tone the dream he had just had. Mrs. Hardy listened in the most undisguised astonishment. But what followed filled her heart with fear. ’•’Mary.” said her husband with the utmost solemnity, “I cannot regard this as a dream alone. I have awaken ed with the firm conviction that I have only seven days left to live. I feel that God has spoken to me, and I have only seven days more to do my work in this world.” “Oh, Robert, It was only a dream!” “No; it was more, -Mary. You know I am not imaginative or superstitious in the least. You know I never dream. And this was something else. I shall die out of this world a week from to night. Are the children here? Call them in.” Mr. Hardy spoke-.in a tone of such calm conviction that Mrs. Hardy was filled with wonder and fear. She went to the curtain, and. as we have already .recorded, she called the children into the other room. Mr. Hardy gazed upon his children with a look they had not seen upon his face for years. Briefly hut calmly he related his cxpcricut-e, omitting the de- Thcrc was his own wife bending over him. tails of the vision and all mention of the scene where George had appeared, and then declared with a solemnity and impressiveness that could not be resisted: “My dear children, 1 have not lived as I should. I have not been to you the father 1 onght to have been. I have lived a very selfish, useless life. I have only seven more days to live. God has spoken to me. I am”— He broke off suddenly, and, sobbing as only a strong man can, he drew his wife toward him and caressed her, while Bess crept up and put her arms about her father’s neck. The terrible suspicion shot into Mrs. Hardy’s mind that her husband was in sane. The children were terrified. On ly Alice seemed to catch the reflection of her mother’s tbooglit. At the same time Mr. Hardy seemed to feel the sus picion held hy them. “No,” he said as if in answer to a spoken charge, “I am not insane. I never was more calm. I am in posses sion of all my faculties. But I have looked' into the Face of Eternity this night, and I know, I know, that in seven days God will require my soul. Mary,” be turned to his wife with the most beseeching cry. “Mary, do you be lieve me?” She looked into her husband’s face and saw there tlie old look. Reason, the noblest of all gifts, shone out of that noble face, now lighted up with the old love and standing on the brink of the other world. And Mrs. Hardy, looking her husband iu the face, re plied: “Yes. Robert; I believe you. You may be mistaken in this impression about the time left yon to live, hut you are not insane.” “O God. I thank thee for that!” cried Mr. Hardy. Often during tlie most remarkable week he ever lived XIr. Hardy reposed in that implicit belief of his wife in his sanity. There was a pause. Then Mr. Hardy asked' George to bring the Bible. He then read from John’s gospel that matchless prayer of Christ in tlie sev enteenth chapter, and then kneeling down lie prayed as he had never pray ed before that in tlie week allotted him to live he might know liow to bless tlie world and serve his Master .best. And when lie arose and looked about upon his wife and children it was with the look of one who has been into tbe very presence chamber of the only living God. At the same moment, so fast had the time gone in the excitement, the clock upon the mantel struck the hour of midnight, and the first of Robert Hardy's seven days had begun. No household should It can be taken in r.u; as in winter. CHAPTER III. When Xlr. Hardy woke on the morn ing of the first of the seven days left him to live, lie was on the point of get ting ready for liis day’s business, as usual, when the memory of his dream flashed upon him. and he was appalled to decide what he should do first Breakfast was generally a hurried and silent meal with him. The children usu ally came straggling down at irregular Intervals, and it was very rare that the family all sat down together. This morning XIr. Hardy waited until all had appeared, and while they were eating he held a family council. His wife was evidently in great ex citement and anxiety, and yet the love and tenderness she felt coming hack to her from her husband gave lier face a look of beauty that had been a stran ger to it for years. The children were affected by their father’s remarkable change in various ways. George was sullen and silent. Will looked thoughtful and troubled. Alice, a girl of very strong and decid ed opinions and character, greeted her father with a kiss and seemed to un derstand I lie new relations he now sus ; tabled to them ail. Clara appeared tci- l-ified. as-if death had already come in to tlie house: aud several times—shc- broke ‘down, crying at tlie table, and finally went away into tlie sitting room. Bess sat next to her father, as she always did. and was the most nliUasnhliica.1 view of the..sit that Mr. Hardy smiled once or twice as she gave her advice. Xlr. Hardy was pale, but calm. The impression of the night before was evi dently deepening with Dim. It would have been absurd to call him Insane. His wife was obliged to confess to her self that lie had never appeared more sound in judgment and calm in speech. He was natifally a man of very strong will.’ Ills passions, as we have al ready seen, were under control. Never in ail liis life had he felt so self con tained. so free from nervousness, so capable of sustained effort. But the one great thought that filled his mind was tlie thought of the shortness of the time. “Almighty God,” was his prayer, “show me how to use these seven days in the wisest and best manner.”' “Iiobejrt. what will you do today?” asked Mrs. Hardy. “I have been thinking, dear, and I believe my first duty is to God. We have not had morning worship togetb er for a long time. After we have knelt as a family in prayer to him I be lieve he will give me wisdom to know what I ought to do.” “I think father, ought to stay at home with us all tlie time." said Bess. “Robert.” said XIrs. Hardy, who could not comprehend the full mean ing of tlie situation much better than little Bess, “will you give up your business? How can you attend to It? Will you have tlie strength and the pa tience while laboring nnder this Im pression V” “I have already thought over that. Yes; 1 believe I ought to go right on. I don't see what would be gained by severing my connection with the com pany.” “Will yon tell the company you have' only”— XIrs. Hardy could not say the words. They choked her. “What would yon do. Alice?" asked her father, turning to his oldest daugh ter, who. although a cripple, had more than once revealed to the family great powers of judgment and decision. “I would not say anything to the company about It.” replied Alice finally. “That is tlie way I feel,” said XIr. Hardy with a nod of approval. “They would uot understand it Xly successor in the office will be young Wellman, in all probability, and he Is perfectly com petent to carry' on the work. I feel as if the matter were one that belonged to the family. I shall, of course, arrange my business affairs with reference to the sitnation, and George can give me half a day for the details. But you know, Mary. 1 have always kept my business in such shape that in any case of accident or sudden death matters could easily be arranged. Thank God! I shall not have to take time for those matters that I ought to give to more serious and important duties.” It was true that XIr. Hardy, always a man of very methodical habits in a business way, had always arranged his affairs with reference to accidental re moval. His business as manager ne cessitated his being on the road a great deal, and he realized, as many railroad men do realize, the liability of sudden death. But such a thought had not had any influence on his actions to make him less selfish. He thought, as all men do, that he should probably live right along after all; that death might take the engineer or conductor or fireman, but would pass him by. Suddenly Will spoke up: “Father, do you want George and me to leave col lege?” “Certainly uot, my boy. What would be gained by that? I want you to keep right on Jest as if I were going to live 50 years more.” George did not say anything. He looked at his father as if he doubted his sanity. His father noticed tbe look, and a terrible wave of anguish swept over him as he recalled the part of his vi sion in which he had seen his oldest son in the gambling room. Again the prayer he had been silently praying all the morning went up out of his heart. “Almighty God, show me how to use the seven days most wise ly.” “Father,” said Bess suddenly, “what will you do about Jim and Clara? Did you know they were engaged?” “Bess!” said Clara passionately. Then she stopped suddenly, and, seeing her father’s brow grow dark, she cowered, afraid of what was coming. Bnt XIr. Hardy looked at the world differently this morning. Twenty-four hours before he would have treated Bessie’s remark as he usually treated her surprising revelations of the se crets of the family. He would have laughed at it a little and sternly com manded Clara to break the engage ment if there was one at once, for James Caxton was not at all the sort of man XIr. Hardy wanted to have come into the family. He was poor, to begin with, and, more than all, his father had been the means of defeating Mr. Hardy in a municipal election where a place of influence and honor was in dispute. XIr. Hardy had never forgotten or forgiven it. When he be gan to see liis children intimate with the Caxtons. he tried to forbid their going to the house, with the result al ready described. XIr. Hardy looked at Clara and said very tenderly: “Clara, we must have a good talk about this. You know your father loves you and wants yon to be happy, and”— XIr. Hardy stopped in his emotion, and Clara burst into tears and left the table. “Come,” cried Xlr. Hardy after a mo ment, during which no one seemed In clined to speak, “let ns ask God to give ns all wisdom at this time.” George made a motion as if to go out. “Hy son.” called XIr. Hardy after him gently, “won’t you stay with the rest of ns?” George sat down with a shamefaced look, Alice and Clara came back, and XIr. 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