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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.) Jl pkick# It 11 '^JfdVentftre.j p 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. % % 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. . \ f 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.