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KMBfrgymU’RIfl* THOMA8VHI, l.E. OCTOBER 14, 1904.
WALTER BLOOMFIELD
Cowrmlit 1M bT M«tet tllrtl'l ton
J 1 CHAPTER XXXII. ! “Hal" exclaimed Unci* San) bitter-
Con tinned. Iy» n» tty Wife replaced the letter th
' ■» ,77 t 1 tty bands, "If ooly tbeae two tted
A deadly faintness came over me. , |ad deTeIoped thelr p „ lent KIIHI „
and a sudden dimness of sight pro-1 f
Vontdll IP A fl>Am nrnnoalv nvAmlhlnn ' * *
vented me from properly examining
the letter. Without donbt tty dear
fnthey'iraa dead, and my one remain
Ing wleli could never be milled upon
oytth. 1 handed the letter to my wife,
who etood at my aide, her little band
affectionately laid apon my ehoulder,
and motioned to her to read It, Which
nbe at once proceeded to do; and the
had not read many worda before our
mutual feara ronlahed like a mlet la
preaence of the morning aun.
) Holdenhurst Hall,
Bary St. Edmund's, April 23, 18—.
■ Sly Dear Boy—Come home. I ahull
know no reat until I aee yon here,
. nnd learn from yonr own llpa that
you ara willing to forgive my errors
of judgment Conaldefatlon of the
strange drcnmatancea In which thoac
errora were made. If not of the fact
that yon aro my eon whoae welfare I
have never ceased to desire, should
induce you to afford me this gratifi
cation.
I The treasure tor which you so indus
triously' sought In face of so much
discouragement has been accidentally
discovered- by your grandfather, minus
only the three sequins you need to
Tarry In your pocket; and not only
this, but also a quantity of peculiar
Turkish Jewelry and precious stonea of
. Igrest value. Your grandfather nnd I
havo together carefully examined the
wholo of the vast treasure and bavu
'placed It In safe keeping, secure from
further accident, to await your return;
for I bnve determined that If you will
but come home to me, the dlaposnl
of. the treasure shall rest entirely with
you. Yon deserve It, and I declare it
to be yours, and yours only, subject to
the ono condition, of your coming to
Holdenhurat to take possession of It.
. Some time ago your grandfather pro-
'posed that the old gabled granary at
the back of the stables should be
pulled down, and a more commodious
igranyry built In another place. 1
vindcd to the proposal, and last wcel;
the work of demolition was begun. At
the north end of the loft, separated
by. a wooden partition from whero the
Vinter fodder has usually been stored,
tho treasure was discovered. That It
was stolen from the crypt and secreted
• In tho granary by Adams there can
be no doubt, for tho Venetian coins
were In the black cbosts which yo
found empty lu the crypt ono momor
able night. Believing, as I then did.
that the treasure had been qulto other
wise abstracted, I ordered Adams to
remove tho empty cheats from the
crypt and use them for firewood, hut
instead of obeying me, he appears to
have conveyed them to his biding-
plaeo In tho granary, nnd refilled them
with tho coins, tvhlch ho must have
taken from them not long before. It
lanmt unreasonable to suppose that
tho man 'with the lamp whom you
easy lu the crypt was Adams, and that
gho occasion was his visit for removin'.;
|tlierefrom the last of tho coin;
Amongst our discoveries In the gran
try Is a leather bag containing six
hundred pounds odd lu modern Eng-
?lsh money, which I am unnble to ac-
Volint for except by supposing that
tt represents tho lifelong savings of
jibe extraordinary miser who was my
Vorvant.
"Oh, 8am, dear,” cried aunt Gert
rude, throwing her arms around her
husband's heck, “what better news
could you bare than Is contained
that letter?”
"None> now," uncle Sam answered
quietly,
"You Will respond to your brother’s
message In the spirit In which It
sent, will you not, dear?" pleaded aunt
Gertrude, looking earnestly In her hus
band’s eyes. “A vow of enmity made
In anger la always better broken than
observed, and this manly apology
comes from your brother, father
Connie's husband. Remember, 8am,
what I have forgiven, and If only
gratify me, send your brother a tele
gram that I will write.”
My uncle remained silent for a few
moments, his gase fixed upon the floor.
Presently be looked up and said.
'Write what message you will
those two men, Gertie, dear, and
shall be sent to them. My enmity
dead.”
For tyiis generous declaration aunt
Gertrude rewarded uncle Sam with
t. IaL .....a m(Is 4 n 11 oi«l4 n n/t
r I address this letter to you? uncle',
house, not knowing certainly that It
will flud you there. Let me beg of
}'4« to take the first opportunity to
acquaint my brother with the dlscov
cry of the sequins. If you can con
veulentiy do so perhaps you had bet
ter show him this letter. And In ally
caso Iw sure to Impress jupou him my
very great regret for what trausplr.-il
when he wns last here, and what hap
piness it would he for me If that In
cident could be hurled In oblivion.
Your grandfather, who on tho very
day of his daughter's rash act re
ceived from her a loug letter tnklus
upon herself great part of the blame
of her past life, cud entire responsi
bility for her tragic death, 1ms no
longer any cause for contention with
your uncle, who, were he to come here,
would he received with unrestrained
frleudshlp. Each member of our
small family has been wonged by
Home other member,' no one of uu
siands blameless—not even yourself.
Khali recrimination end only with our
lives? Is It presumptuous to hope
peace, or must existing divisions be
permitted to widen with the lapse of
years? O Ernest, my boy. If only
you could bring about the termination
. of feuds for which all concerned are
the worse, and no one the better, you
would then have found a greater
treasure than that which awaits you
at Holdenhurst!
I hare oeard that you are about to
be married to Miss Marsh, but the In
formation reaches me very Indirectly,
and I am not assured of Its truth.
Shouldeuch happily be the case (for
I bare long perceived the disposition
kith, my wife followed suit, and
wrung bis hand In silent gratitude,
almost overcome by the completeness
of my good fortune.
The telegram Indited by aunt Gert
rude I have not seen, .but Its healing
effect Is my constant dally experience,
contributing—I cannot estimate how
largely—to the happiness of our re
united family. The telegram which
my wife and I despatched to Holden-
hurat was a long one, consisting of no
fewer than a hundred words. It ac
quainted my father with our marriage,
and promised that we wonld proceed
to England after we bad stayed at
Saratoga one week, or a sixth part of
the time which we had arranged to
remain there.
,“You are a tardy bridegroom, Era
eat,” said uncle 8am, consulting bis
watch, "and you hare lost your train.
It )s now two o'clock, so you will'no
further delay your arrival at Saratoga
by returning to the .company for an
hour”—a suggestion at once adopted,
to the satisfaction of everybody ex
cept, my wife’s maid, who marvelled
greatly at being bidden to remove her
mistress's hat which had not long be
fore been adjusted with infinite care
and precision.
The hour which the kindly fates bad
so unexpectedly placed at our disposal
quickly passed, our assembled friends
being infected with tho great Increase
of good humor apparent In boat and
hostess, bride nnd bridegroom. In
deed, the universal Jollity was so spon
tanoous and natural, and my satisfac
tion ao unqualified, that 1 waa aston
ished when tho carriage which was
to convey my wife and me to the de
pot wns announced, so pleasantly and
fleetly bad the time sped.
Our departure took place amid a
chorus of good wishes and a shower
of rice, whereof a certain handful was
thrown by uncle Sam with such un
erring dexterity tbnt the greater part
of It found Its way down the back of
my collar, and tickled me horribly lu
the region of the vertebrae until after
wo reached Saratoga.
|. CHAPTER XXXIII.
coxcnuaioH.
It la the quality of happiness to
present little or nothing to chronicle.
Sly full, .perfect, and complete con
tentment—In so far as such a desirable
condition Is ever permitted to a mortal
—begun with the events described lu
the last chapter, and continues to this
lay. Here, therefore, am 1 con-
trained to bring three memoirs to a
close; awl I do so with feelings at
once a relief and regret—relief at the
accomplishment of a task which,
though at first undertaken with no
more serious Intent than the beguile-
meut of a leisure hour, soon assumed
proportions too large for such desul
tory treatment, nnd regret (Incidental,
nlas. to nil humanity!) at my depart
ing youth, lu recalling the incidents
of which I have in some sort lived
agalu.
Uncle Ham has built for himself n
palatial house In London, at Queen’s
Cate, Hyde Park, where he spends
about six months of each year, broken
by frequent though brief visits to Suf
folk, for he nnd his brother are now
closer friends than at any former per
iod of their lives. On such occasions
he stays with my father, or with Con
stance and me—for the fine estate of
Hcronsmere. adjoining Holdenhurat,
for centuries the home of the Jarvis
family, is now mine, bankrupt tenants
and derelict farms having forced Sir
Thomas Jarvis to sell bis ancestral
hall and acres. I am afraid very little
of the purchase-money remained for
the use of the unfortunate baronet
nfter he had cleared off the mortgages
-with which his property was encum
bered, but with the remainder, wbat
b« In England again In three year*
“returned rnbpty,’’ Ilka a merchant’s
pocking case.
His resolution not to further engage
In business has bean strictly adhered
to by undo Bum, but his conduct lg
very erratic, and bo crosses and r*
crosses the Atlantic it the most un
expected times, and has lost none ot
his old Intefest lu government loans,
treasury bills, and company promo-
tIon, Lbss rough 1U his allusions to
subjects which many people regard
with reverence—a change which some
attribute to a more serious view of
lift) Induced by tbe tragedy with which
he was so nearly concerned, and yet
others to his natural urbanity being
Improved by a larger acquaintance
with English society-uncle 8am la a
great fivorlte, his company being at
ail times In great reqiiost. though
hardly more so than that of the geqtlO
lady his wife, whose amiability, large-
hearted charity, and noble protection
of the brilliant young Imp knowtf as
"tbe cardinal” (to whom whatever of
mischief In or around Holdenhurst Is
usually attributed). Is tbe kdmlratlotl
of all who know her.
About three months after my mar
riage, my wife and I and annt Gert
rude and uncle 8am-were enjoying a
post-prandlal stroll on the lawn at the
rear of my bouse, speculating as to,
tbe day and hour of arrival at Liver
pool of the Majestic, which steamer
was to bring to England a party of
ouf American friends en route for
Hcronsmere. when my father unex
pectedly appeared upon tbe scene,
flushed by rapid walking, and with
an amused smile upon bis face.
Have you beard tbe newer Diked
my father unceremoniously, without
even waiting to greet the ladles pres
ent.
"Yes,” said uncle 8am, nlthongh the
Inquiry waa not particularly addresaed
to him. “I sent specially to Bury this
afternoon for to-day's Times (I
couldn't wait for It till to-morrow),
and have read It through, advertise
ments not excepted. Tbe English peo
ple bare certainly gone mad, and tho
House of Commons differs only from
other asylums for the Insane In re
spect of the ravings of Its members
being reported. Do you allude to the
second reading of the Bill for tho
Abolition of the Navy, or to the pro
posed national endowment of a Pro
fessorship of Anarchism at the Uni
versity of Oxford?”
'No, no," said my father, “the Rev
Mr. Price la married.”
'Pshaw!" exclaimed uncle 8am,
turning on bis heel.
Who Is tbe lady?” asked aunt Gert
rude.
“Mrs. Butterwell."
The cigar I was smoking fell from
myllps, and I Indulged In a loud and
prolonged laugh.
Isn't Mrs. Price much older than
her husband?" Constance Inquired.
'Only forty-seven years,” replied
my father. “Major Armstrong has
Just told me all about It. Everybody
Is full of the news. Mr. Price Is now
one ot tbe richest men In the coun
try."
'Poor fellow!” exclaimed uncle
m, “be deserves to be! Let no mnn
trouble to revenge himself upon his
enemies; leavo them to their own de
vices, and they will themselves do all
that Is necessary.”
After some harmless pleasantry at
the expense of the Rev. Mr. Price and
Ida bride, we leisurely re-entered tho
house. •
'Come, dear," I whispered, as wo
crossed the threshold of our new home,
I have often heard that love In a cot
tage Is a failure, and I ran well ap
preciate love's difficulties in that state,
but although you possessed not tho
worth of a dollar and I not tbe worth
of a sequin, still I could be happy
with you for my wife, labor for my
portion, and one of those cottages in
the lane for our home. In no circum
stances could I have done wbat Price
has done. It Is too horrible even to
contemplate.”
“No, dear, I don't think you could,"
answered my faithful Connie: "but
don’t be too hard In your Judgments.
have heard that money is a terrible
tcraptatldh to those who possess none,
and It has been your fate to acquire
much ot It In unusual ways. Only a
few men marry millionaire girls: ami
fewer still, I fear, discover sequins In
Suffolk."
(The End.)
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A FALL FROM THE STAGING.
KOM. HAD an experience once
g that nearly whitened my
I O hair,” said the artist, “Spill
, cf yonr heart), A congratulate you, and ever It was, he has betaken himself
1 and your Intended bride all to South Africa to repair hla shat-
Demand For Chicken Farms.
Inspired by the high prices or eggs.
widow, who has been struggling for
years to maintain an establishment in
the city and to keep her son in boarding
school, has decided to go to chicken
farming. “I believe all tbe world is
seised with the same fancy." she as*
serts. "Such a time as I have had to
Hnd a suitable place. All of the real
estate men told me the demand for
chicken farma far exceeds the supply.
However, I have hired a ten-acre place
in a Jersey town, convenient to New
York. I am"going to take my boy
from the boarding school, send him to
tbe high school and have him help me
between times. M.v ardor has been
slightly cooled by tbe discovery that
most persons engaged in the business
on a small scale think they are having
great success if they get a net profit
of $900 a year. I have been making
half that in a month in the city, but I
am not discouraged. I believe I can
do better than $500 a year, and in apy
case It will be some satisfaction to
make other persons pay tbe high prices
I have been giving for eggs."—N»w
York Press.
white paint on it?*' hiked
tbe man in the big leather
chair. "No; It was something worse
than that. I was jnst start out to
earn my living with a brush, and was
Willing to paint almost anything, from
A portrait td the sky pleco in theatre
acencry." And then he went on to
tell this story:
"One of the public buildings in tbe
capital had a big dome, and on tbe
celling of this dome wns a great deal
of elaborate painting that had become
dingy and needed retouching. I was
pleased enough when I got the Job of
doing it.
"They erected a staging for me to
work on—a frail-looking affair. Which
almost turned me sick when I ar
rived with my outfit and stood In the
rotunda, looking up at the dome, a
hundred and fifty feet above me.
"I shall be so d.'zzy I can’t hold a
brush," said I to the carpenter.
"‘Oh, that will be ail right/ said he.
‘We’re going to spread a big canvas
under the staging, for the rotunda is
in use ail tbe time, and you'd be spot
ting everybody below with paint un
less we hnd something to protect
them.'
"I felt relieved wheg I heard that,
and still more relieved when I had
climbed np into the dome and found
that the entire rotunda below was
bidden by a taut cloth wblcb the work
men bad stretched across.
"I had been at work nearly two days
when I began to get careless In step
ping around the staging. I suppose
the canvas below ifie gave me a feel
ing of comparative safety. About
noon ono day I took a step backward
to look up at some drapery which I
had just repainted. My foot touched
only tbe air, and I fell Into the can
vas.
"There was a ripping nnd tearing of
cloth as I settled down into the hol
low. I lay there flat on my back, nnd
looked round with an interest in the
quality and strength of tbe canvas and
the way in which it was fastened that
you may bo sure wns sincere.
'There wns no doubt about the
strength of tbe fastenings; they were
of rope, Hied round big -knots In tbe
cloth, and strong enougli to hold n
horse. But the canvas Itself was
frightfully thin, nnd was mildewed in
spots. I tunied over on my face and
found myself staring through a rip
down to the marble flooring of the ro
tunda, a hundred feet below.
"I waa comfortable euotigh physical
ly, but mentally! Every time I moved
something would stretch nnd tear.
"Of course I yelled for help, and af
ter a time I heard answering shouts
from below. The canvas wns saggiug
down in the middle and straining and
squeaking along the edges. I figured
out that It would take the workmen nt
least two minutes to climb to tbe dome.
By the time they got to me I thought I
would be spread out below.
"I tried to move up the Ineliue of
doth, scrambling along on my stom
ach nnd pushing with my feet; but the
attempt widened the rip in the canvas.
Suddenly, I pushed harder with my
feet, one foot and nearly the whole leg
ihot through the canvas.
"I could hear the screams of women
below. My fingernails scratched and
clawed the rough surface, but,
course, mode no impression. They
•imply kept me from slipping quite
•o fast. Then I heard the steps of
men on the scaffolding. They let down
a rope that curled near my fingers, but
It was several seconds before I dared
to let go my hold on the canvas for a
lutficient time to grasp it.
"Finally l got both hands upon It,
and they dragged me up tho Incline
to the staging."
Into th* niter, tbe conM *** Util*
Oscar struggling - between tbe two
boats. Tbe captain ot tbe tug erl-
dently did not know ot tbe accident
for be began pushing'tbe November
in again. It took but a second for the
young woman to make np her mind.
Then, bolding her ekirte high, she
climbed down tbe ladder backwards
until tbe water abent her ankle* told
her she had gone a* far at the could.
Then she turned around. Six feet
away wae tbe November, advancing
elowly, while half way between the
two wae little Oscar. Clinging tight
to tbe ladder with ona hand the girl
reached Out an far ae she could and
just reached her brother's toe. A lit
tle more effort end she reached hit an
kle and quickly drew him to her.
It had taken bat a few seconds, hnt
tbe November was getting nearer and
nearer. She was too much excited
scream, and thought every minute that
both wonld be crushed to'death. She
picked np the boy, however, and with
her wet skirts and her burden weigh
ing her down, struggled np. She get
half way np and then bad to stop. She
took a glance st the big balk of tbe on
coming lighter and thought that her
end had come. At that moment, for
some reason, the big craft swung bach,
A minute later tbe girl was helped np
to the deck and aafety by some steve
dores.
In the meantime Frank Tlghe,
scale man on the pier, and Watchman
Slee bad Jumped into tbe water and
tried to rescue George. They could
not find him. however. Hla body war
brought up later by grappling, hook*.
The etevedores started a collection
to pay for George's funeral.—New York
Timea.
"My!” exclaimed the good-natured
housekeeper as abe watched Weary
Wreggles devour the food, “yon cer
tainly do act as If yon were hnngiy.-
"Actl” ha cried, between bite*. "Gee
wklxa. lady, don’t yon know da differ-
between actin’ aar d* real ring?"
SAVED LITTLE BROTHER
From the upper deck of the lighter
Terminal, of the Old Dominion Line,
lying nt Tier 28, North River, George
and Oscar Gunderson, aged twefve and
nine years, respectively, tvcrc thrown
Into tho water by a collision with the
lighter November, which was being
warped to tbe pier. Oscar's life was
saved by bis sister, Elizabeth, twen
ty-one years old. but George was
drowned. His body wns recovered.
It wns a sad blow to Captain John
Gunderson. Three weeks ago he wns
nt the bend of a family of eleven-
nine children and a wife. Then his
little son Frank became ill and died.
In order to give tho boy a proper bu*
rial the family voluntarily gave up
their home in the city and went to
live on the lighter. They moved there
two dnyr ago.
Elizabeth, nftcr a hard day's work,
wns slttlug on the tipper deck of the
lighter last night watching her broth
ers. George nnd Oscar, running bare
foot about the dock. She heard Watch
man Thomas Sice on the dock warn
ing them to be careful, and beard
George reply;
"Ob. I con swim.”
Then a tug whistle blew shrill warn
ing blasts nnd Elizabeth turned and
saw It warping the November Into the
pier. Her brothers had returned to
the lighter and stood near the stern
watching the work. The November
suddenly banged against the Terminal.
Both boys pitched forward, and strik
ing heavily against the November,
dropped Into the water as tbe lighter
recoiled. ,
Elisabeth knew that Oscar coaid not
tvrim. With n bound she sprang to
tbe (tern of the lighter and seized the
too round of th* ladder that jp *—■>, i wv drowned.
8TORY OF A BOY’S BRAVERY.
The story of a little Boer boy who
refused to betray his friends, even on
the threat of death. Is told by Major
Seely, M. P., as an Illustration of deep
ly rooted love of freedom and of coun
try. It happened during the Boer War,
"I was asked," said Major Seely, "to
get some volunteers, and try to capture
a commandant at a place some twenty
miles away. I got the men readily,
nnd we set out It was a rather des
perate enterprise, but we got there all
right. I can sec the little place yet,
the valley and the farmhonse, and I
can hear the clatter of hdtses' hoofs.
The Boer general had got away, but
where had he gone? It was even a
question of the general catching ui
and not we catching the general. We
rode down to the farmhouse and there
we saw a good looking Boer boy and
some women. I asked the boy if tbe
commandant bad been there, and he
said In Dutch, taken by surprise,
Yes.’ ‘Where has he gone?’ I said,
and the boy became suspicious,
answered, T don’t know/
"I decided then to do a thing for
which I hope I may be forgiven, be
cause my men’s lives were in danger.
I threatened the boy prlth death if he
did not disclose the .whereabouts of
the general. He still refused, and I
put him against a wall, and said I
would have him sliot. At the same
time I whispered .to my men. ‘For
heaven’s sake, don’t shoot/ The boy
still refused, though, I could.see be be
lieved I was going.to have him shot
I ordered the men tp aim. Every rllla
was leveled nt the boy.
•“Now/ I said, "before I give the
word, which way has the general
gone?’ I remember the look In the
boy's face—a look sudi as I have teen
but once. lie was .transfigured be
fore me. Something greater almost
than anything human, shone from hla
eyes. He threw back his head and
said In Dutch, T will not say/ There
wns nothing for it but’ to shake hands
with the boy nnd go awjhy.?—Singapore
Straits Budget. t
RIDING ON A SWISS ^AVALANCHE.
Seven Alpine touristK representing
Avo different nationalities namely, two
Englishmen, a German'.count and his
valet, a young Russian lady, a Dutch
man and n Swiss guide, have just had
an extraordinary escape;' from destruc
tion by an avalanche. t
The party started frofm Arosa ae-
cend tho Aroser Weis shorn on aki.
When about 700 feet from tho summit,
which Is 8710 feet above the sea level,
the steepness of rthc ascent and the
hardness rf the sisow necessitated the
removal of the skl,\ and the party pro
ceeded on foot. When nearing the top
an Immense avalanche suddenly rushed
down the mountain side, taost of the
party nt once sat down to. receive the
Impact on their backs, and some suc
ceeded in riding the waves of snow
with tolerable success for some dis
tance.
Five of the partji were involved in
the avalanche, and four were swept
down to the bottom of the slope, a dis
tance of 700 feet, arriving in all man
ner of attitudes. The German count
collided with a rock and was cut about
the face; tbe Dutchman finished up in
a standing posture burled In snow to
his chin. The Russian lady was the
first to extricate herself, and behaved
throughout with remarkable pluck
and endurance. Wonderful to relate,
bones were broken and all escaped
with a few bruises and scratches, and
reached Arosa in safety. Had not the
ski been taken off before the accident,
serious results must almost certainly
have ensued.—London Mail.
GAVE LIFE FOR STORM VICKM.
Captain Glotoff, commander of a
Russian torpedo boat destroyer, an
chored In the roadstead at Sebastopol,
Jumped overboard during a storm to
save a man whose boat had been
swamped. Glotoff succeeded in bring-
Ing the man to the side of the destroy
er and he was taken aboard, bat the
contain himself sank exhausted and
CHINESE TERMS .TRANSLATED*
Information Which Will As** One in
Understand!ng Wn» Wewn.
Perhaps your readers, in following:
the war maps, might find these trans
lations of some assistance: ^
Alin* means a mountain.
Chau (fir an affix to the name of m
town), a plaee of the second order or
rank. ^ Hie, '4 t
Chen, t matf- \
Cheng, 1 town. '• \ ‘ u ,
Cbo, a lake.
((* an affix'.to the of »
1, s place of the first ordp.or rank
• am ft It river. «. ’• J
V \
Hten (ai an affix to the name of a
>wn), a place of\tho third orCev o*
town),
rank!
Ho, rlveri 'I.J^
Hn, lake.
Hwang, yellow, V \
Ki, a small river. : t,
Klang, river. \
Kul, lake. V,
Ling, 0 mountain pass'*!*
Blucefl, a river.
Nan, south.
Nor, a lake.
Pal, white.
Pei, north. •
Po, white.
Sha, sands.
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ilk.
Shan, island or mountain. ''
Shang, upper. ’"Ih
Share, yellow.
Shu!, a small river.
Fi, west.
8lno, small. ’
Ta, great.
Tao, Island.
Ting (as an affix to the name of a
town), means It la of snbprefectural
order or rank.
Tung, east.—C. F. N., In New York
Sun. .
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A Mon.
"So," said tbe head of the firm,,
‘you’ve decided to go Into business for -
yourself, have you? Do you think yea*
can make more money that way than
we are paying you?"
•I’m afraid not," replied the employe.
“Then why do you want to leave
here? Haven’t we treated you well?
You get a vocation, with pay, evef>;
summer. When you happen to be sick
you’re not docked, nnd l’vo always
made it a rule to treat my men as well
as I know how. If it Isn’t goiug to be
to your financial advantage. I can’t
see why you should want to leave us.’ r
"Well, you see, I wns reading the oth
er day that no man can serve two mas
ters, and I’ve been thinking about it
• good deal since, nnd about made up
my mind that it’s so."
Two masters? Wbat do you mean?
I guess I’m tbe only master around
here, .ain’t I?" «
“Ye*—but." ^
‘But what? If there is anything go
ing on In this establishment that I
Jon’t know about. I’d be very much
obliged If you’d tell me of it."
"It’s not here. You see, I—I got mar
ried about a year nnd a half ago and—
and tbe honeymoon’s over, and the
lady has assumed control. She has
found that the wife of n man on a sal
ary doesn't seem to inspire much en
thusiasm in society/’—Chicago Record
Herald.
Vfmj9 of Wasting.
A woman can throw out of tha win
dow with a teaspoon more than a man
can bring in on a shovel" is a most
homely old saying with much truth.
A few out of many dozens of way#
of filling a teaspoon of waste are:
Buying articles simply because they
are cheap and expected to come in
handy some time.
Using sheets for Ironing tables, nap
kins for dish towels and towels for
dish cloths.
Using silver forks and spoons In tbe
kitchen.
Opening tinned meats, preserves,
etc., forgetting all about them, and
leaving them to spoil.
Letting pieces of bread dry to mould
and then throwing tliezfi away.
riacing brushes with tbe bristle sides
up.
Wearing the same clothing each week
as it comes from the laundry.
Using the same table and bed linens
each week as they come from the
laundry.—Chicago Tribune.
Traveling Comfort*.
A pillow shaped like a small bolster
and covered with dark sateen is a
great comfort for a long journey in a
day coach. A pillow of this shape tits
into the window ledge and will serve
as an elbow rest, as a head rest, or will
ease the weary back, says the Ladles’
Home Journal. X combination pil
low and bag is a good thing. A loug
piece of denim or cretonne is sowed
together part of the way and stuffed
pillow. The portion that is left
open is turned up on tho side of the
pillow and sewed at each end, leaving
pocket into which book, fancy work
or a wrap may be tucked. A strap of
the same material is fastened at ono
end to carry it by.
A little railway comfort is a khaki-
colored bag large enough to hold one’s
daily necessities, to be hung on a hook
by the car window. It saves the fre
quent opening of the large traveling
bag, and may contain book, work, writ
ing pad and toilet articles.
Tho Port of Havre.
The port of Havre consist, of an out
er harbor fifty acres in extent; there
are also ten docks, with u half-tide
basin nnd ten locks, having a surface
of 210 acres. There are 10,500 yards
of quays and 143 acres of loud for the
stowing of merchandise, largely cov
ered with excellent sheds. There aro
sU dry doeks, three of which are eil^g/
pable of taking In all but the largest?
■•II a teamen.—London Engineer.
