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THE BRETHREN A Romance of the Crusades BY H. RIDER HAGGARD. (Continued from Last Sunday’s News.) CHAPTER XIIL THE EMBASSY. The brethren and Rosamund looked at each other, for having so tauoh to say it seemed that they could not speak. Then with a low cry Rosa mund said: “Oh, let us thank God, Who, after all these black months of travel and of danger, has thus brought us to gether again,” and kneeling down there together in the guest hall of the lord of Death, they gave thanks earn estly enough. Then, moving to the center of the chamber where they thought that none would hear them, they began to speak in low voices and in English. “Tell you your tale first, Rosamund,” said Godwin. She told it as shortly as she could, they listening without a word. Then Godwin spoke and told her theirs. Rosamund listened, and asked a question almost in a whisper. “Why does that beautiful dark-eyed woman befriend you?” “I do not know,” answered Godwin, “unless it is because of the accident of my having saved her from the lion.” Rosamund looked at him and smiled a little, and Wulf smiled also. Then she said: "Blessings be on that lion and all its tribe! I pray that she may not soon forget the deed, for it seems that our lives hang upon her favor. How strange is this story, and how desper ate our oaae! How strange also that you should have come on hither against her oounsel, which, seeing what we have, I think was honest.” "We were led,” answered Godwin. “Your father had wisdom at hie death, and saw what we could not see.” “Aye," added TWlf. “but I would that It had been in some other place, tor I fear this lord Al-Je-bal at whose nod men hutfl themselves to death.” “He is hateful,” answered Rosa mund, with a shudder; "worse even than the knight Lozelle, and when he ihoes hig eyes on me, my heart grows siok. Ohl that we could escape this place!” "An ell in an osier trap has more chance of freedom,” said Wulf, gloom ily. “Let us at least be thankful that * are caged together—for how long I wonder." As he spoke Masouda appeared, at tended by waiting women, and, bowing to Rosamund, said: "It Is the will of the Master, lady that I lead you to the chambers that have been made ready for you, there lb rest until the hour of the feast. Fear not; you shall meet your breth ren then. You knights have leave, If It so pleases you, to exercise your btwses in the garden. They stand sad dled In the courtyard, to which this woman will bring you.” and she point ed to one of those two maids who had cleaned the armour, “and with them ato guides and an escort.” "She means that we must go,” mut tered Godwin, adding aloud, "fare well, sister, until to-(ght." So they parted, unwillingly enough. In the courtyard they found the horses, Flame and Smoke, as they had been told, also a mounted escort of four flerce-looking fedals and an offi cer. When they were in the saddle, this man, motioning to them to fol low him, passed by an archway out of the courtyard into the gardens. Hence ran a broad road strewn with aad, along which he began gallop. This road followed the gulf which en circled the citadel and inner town of Masyaf, that was, as it were, an is land on a mountain top with a cir cumference of over three miles. As they went, the gulf always on their right hand, holding in their horses to prevent their passing that of the guide, swift as it was, they saw another troop approaching them. This was also praceded by an officer of the Assassins, as these servants of Al-je bal were called by the Franks, and behind him, mounted on a splendid coal-black steed and followed by guards, rode a mail-clad Frankish knight. “It is Lozelle,” said Wulf, "upon the horse that Sinan promised him.” At the sight of the man a fury took hold of Godwin. With a shout of warning he drew his sword. Lozelle saw, and out leapt his blade In an swer. Then sweeping past the officers who were with them and reining up their steeds, in a second they were face to face. Lozelle struck first and Godwin caught the stroke upon his buckler, but before he could return 1t the fedals of either party rushed be tween them and thrust them asun der. 'A pity,” said Godwin, as they dragged his horse away. "Had they left us alone I think, brother, I might have saved you a moonlight duel.” “That I do not want to miss, but the chance at his head was good if those fellows would have let you take It,” answered Wulf reflectively. Then the horses began to 'gallop again, and they saw no more of Lozelle. Now, skirting the edge of- the town, they came to the narrow, wajl-less bridge that spanned the gulf between It and the outer gate and city. Here the officer wheeled his horse, and, beck oning to them to follow, charged it at full gallop. After him went the brethren— Godwin first, then Wulf. In the deep gateway on the further side they reined up. The captain turned, and began to gallop back faster than he had come—as fast, Indeed, as his good beast would travel. "Pass him!” cried Godwin, and shak ing the reins loose upon the neck of h called to it aloud. Forward it sprang, with Smoke at Its heels. Now they had overtaken the captain, and now even on that narrow way they had swept past him. Not an inch was there to spare be tween them and the abyss, and the man, brave as he was, expecting to he thrust to death, clung to his horse’s mane with terror in his eyes. On the rity side the brethren pulled up laugh ing among the astonished fedals who had waited for them there. “By the Signet.” cried the officer, thinking that the knights could not understand, “these are not men; they are devils, and their horses are goats of the mountains. I thought to fright en them, but it’s I who was frighten ed, for they swept past me like eagles of the air." “Gnllant riders and swift, well-train ed steeds," answered one of the fedal with admiration in his voice. "The fight at the full moon will be worth our seeing," Then once more they took ths sand strewn road and galloped on. Thrice iPs&CAPUTDENBMSW f Curai That Haadacha. iE p rapudlna curoa nil kind! of aab*a. wba'b*r hand. bask, or HU .. >• ritrn b IrouMrt, woii'bly poiur, rtc. Mlißluht- KllifKi V’ KS9 V .ui u> urn . ► fi4 r • tui./hio* >itatii.niiti Ml - • C AJMulutaTf Hanoi, a. IT'S UQUID. •JW Trim I *#■!•. in ml Copyright by McClure, Phillips & Cos. they passed round the city thus, the last time by themselves, for the cap tain and the fedai were far outstripped. Indeed it was not until they had un saddled Flame and Smoke In their stalls that these appeared, spurring their foaming horses. Taking no heed of them, the brethren -thrust aside the grooms, dressed their steeds down, fed and watered them. Then having seen them eat, there being no mere to do, they walked back to the guest-house, hoping to find Rosa mund. But they found no Rosamund, so sat down together and talked of the wonderful things that had befallen them, and of what might befall them in the future; of the mercy of Heaven also which had brought them all three together safe and sound, although it was in this house of hell. So the time passed on, till about the hour of sun set the women servants came and led them to the bath, where the black slaves washed and perfumed them, clothing them in fresh robes above their armour. When they came out the sun w'as down, and the women, bearing torches in their hands, conducted them to a great and gorgeous hall which they had not seen before, built of stone but with a carved and painted roof. Along one side of this hall, that was lit with cressets, were *a number of round headed open arches supported by ele gant columns, and beyond them a mar ble terrace with flights of steps which led to the gardens beneath. On the floor of this hall, each seated upon his cushion beside low tables inlaid with pearl sat the guests, a hundred or more, all dressed in white robes on which the red dagger was blazoned, and all as silent as though they were asleep. When the brethren reached the place the women left them, and servants with gold chains round their necks es corted them to a dais in the middle of the hall where there were many cush ions, as yet unoccupied, arranged in a semicircle, of which the center was a divan higher and more gorgeous than the rest. Here places were pointed out to them opposite the divan, and they took their stand by them. They had not long to wait, for presently there was a sound of music, and, heralded by troops of singing women, the lord Sinan approached, walking slowly down tlie length of the great hall. It was a strange procession, for after the wo men came the aged, white robed dais, then the lord Al-je-bal himself, clad now in his blood-red, festal robe, and wearing jewels on his turban. Around him marched four slaves, black as ebony, each of whom held a flaming torch on high, while behind fol lowed the two gigantic guards who had stood sentry over him when he under the canopy of justice. As he advanced down the hall every man in it rose and prostrated himself, and so remained until their lord was seat ed, save only the two brethren, who stood erect like the survivors among the slain of a battle. Settling him self among the cushions at one end of the divan, he waved his hand, whereon the feasters, and with them Godwin and Wulf, sat themselves down. Now there was a pause, while Sinan glanced along the hall impatiently. Soon the brethren saw why, since at the end opposite to that by which he had entered appeared more singing women, and after them, also escorted by four black torch-bearers, only these were women, walked Rosamund, and, behind her, Masouda. Rosamund it was without doubt, but Rosamund transformed, for now she seemed an Eastern queen. Round her head was a coronet of gems from whioh hung a veil, but not so as to hide her face. Jewelled, too, were her heavy plaits of hair, jewelled the rose silk garments that she wore, the gir dle at her waist, her naked, ivory arms and even the slippers on her feet. As she approached in her royal-look ing beauty all the guests at that strange feast stared first at her and next at each other. Then as though by a single Impulse they rose and bowed. “What can this mean?” muttered Wulf to Godwin as they did likewise. But Go'dwin made no answer. On came Rosamund, and now, be hold! the lord Al-je-bal rose also and, giving her his hand, seated her by him on the divan. "Show no surprise, Wulf,” muttered Godwin, who had caught a warning look in the eyes of Masouda as she took up her position behind Rosa mund. Now the feast began. Slaves run ning to and fro, set dish after dish filled with strange and savory meats, upon the little inlaid tables, those that were served to Sinan and his guests fashioned, all of them, of silver or of gold. Godwin and Wulf ate, though not for hunger’s sake, but of what they ate they remembered nothing who were watching Sinan and straining their ears to catch all he said without seeming to take note or listen. Al though she strove to hide R and to appear indifferent* it was plain to them that Rosamund was much afraid. Again and again Sinan presented to her choice morsels of food, sometimes on the dishes and sometimes with his fingers, and these she was obliged to take. All the while also he devoured her with his fierce eyes so that she shrank away from him to the furthest limit of the divan. Then wine, perfumed and spiced, was brought in golden cups, of which, having drunk, he offered to Rosamund. But she shook her head and asked Ma souda for water, saying that she touch ed nothing stronger, and it was given her, cooled with snow. The brethren asked for water also, whereon Sinan looked at them suspiciously and de manded the reason. Godwin replied through Masouda that they were un der an oath to touch no wine till they returned to their own country, having fulfilled their mission. To this he an swered meaningly that it was good and right to keep oaths, but he feared that theirs would make them water drink ers for the rest of their lives, a saying at which their hearts sank. Now the wine that he had drunk took hold of Sinan, and he began to talk who without it was so silent. “You met the Frank Lozelle to-day,” he said to Godwin, “when riding in my gardens, and drew your sword on him. Why did you not kill him? Is he the better man?” “It seems not, as I sit here unhurt, lord,” answered Godwin. "Your serv ants thrust between and separated ui." "Aye,” replied Sinan, "I remember; they had ordera. Still, I would that you had killed him, the unbelieving dog, who has dared to lift his eyes to this Rose of Rosea, your sister. Fear not," he went on, addreaslng SAVANNAH MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY. DECEMBER 11. 1001. I ?*&*** I 71 v Murray Hill Club Whiskey Pronounced by Every Connoisseur A Whiskey Rare, Without Compare, This Particular Brand for Particular People. JOS. A. MAGNUS & C0 -> A* JUCHTER-HENGES CO- •mV JSSL Sale Savannah Controllers. ■'Jt&’fea*WTT Rosamund, "he shall offer you no more insult, who are henceforth under the protection of the Signet,” and stretch ing out his thin, cruel-looking hand, on which gleamed the ring of power, he patted her on the arm. All of these things Masouda trans lated, while Rosamund dropped her head to hide her face, though on it were not the blushes that he thought, but loathing and alarm- Wulf glared at the Al-je-bal, whose head by good fortune was turned away, and so fierce was the rage swelling in his heart that a mist seem ed to gather before his eyes, and through it this devilish chief of a people of murderers, clothed in his robe of flaming red, looked like a man steeped in blood. The thought came to him suddenly that he would make him what he looked, and his hand passed to his sword hilt. But God win saw the terror in Masouda’s eyes, saw Wulf's hand also, and guessed what was about to chance. With a swift movement of his arm he struck a gilden dish from the table to the marble floor, then said in a clear voice in French: "Brother, be not so awkward; pick up that dish and answer the lord Si nan as is your right—l mean, touch ing the matter of Lozelle.” Wulf stooped to obey, and his mind cleared which had been so near to madness. "I wish it not, lord,” he said, "who, if I can, have your good leave to slay this fellow on the third night from now. If I fail, then let my brother take my place, but not before." “Yes, I forgot," said Sinan. "So I decreed, and that will be a fight I wish to see. If he kills you then your brother shall meet him. And if he kills you both, then, perhaps, I, Sinan, will meet him—in my own fashion. Sweet lady, knowing where the course is laid, say, do you fear to see this fray?" Rosamund’s face paled, but she an swered proudly: “Why should I fear what my breth ren do not fear? They are brave knights, bred to arms, and God, in Whose hand are all our destinies—even yours, O Lord of Death—He will guard the right.” When this speech was translated to him Sinan quailed a little, then he answered: “Lady, know that I am the Voice and Prophet of Allah—aye, and his sword to punish evil-doers and those who do not believe. Well, if what I hear is true, your brethren are skill ed horsemen who even dared to pass my servant on the narrow bridge, so victory may rest with them. Tell me which of them do you love the best, for he shall first face the sword of Lo zelle.” Now as she prepared herself to an swer Masouda scanned her face through her half-closed eyes. But, whatever she may have felt within, it remained calm and cold as though it were cut in stone. “To me they are as one man,” she said. ■‘When one speaks, both speak. I love them equally.” “Then, Guest of my heart, it shall go as I have said, brother Blue-eyes shall fight first, and if he falls then brother Grey-eyes. The feast is ended, and it is my hour for prayer. Slaves, bid the people fill their cups. Lady, I pray of you, stand forward on the dais.” She obeyed, and at a sign the black slave-women gathered behind her with their flaming torches. Then Sinan rose also, and cried with a loud voice: “Servants of Al-je-bal, pledge, I com mand you, this Flower of flowers, the high-born Princess of Baalbec, the niece of the Sulfan. Salah-ed-din, whom men ca.ll the Great,” and he sneered, “tnough he be not so great as I, this Queen of maids who soon ” And checking himself, he drank of his wine, then with a low bow presented the empty jewelled cup to Rosamund. All the company drank also, and shouted till the hall rang, for her love liness as she stood thus in the fierce light of the torches, aflame as these men were with the vision-breeding wine of Al-je-bal, moved them to madness. "Queen! Queen!” they shouted. “Queen of our Master and of us all!” Sinan heard and smiled. Then, mo tioning for silence, he took the h'and of Rosamund and kissed it, and turn ing, .passed from the hall preceded by his sli jing women and surrounded by his dais and guards. Godwin and Wulf stepped forward to speak with Rosamund, but Masouda in terposed herself between them, saying in a cold, clear voice: “It is not permitted. Go, knights, and cool your brows In yonder garden, where sweet water runs. Your sister Is in charge. Fear not, for she Is guarded.” "Come,” said Godwin to Wulf; "we had best obey.” So together they walked through the crowd of those feasters that remained, for most of them had already left the hall, who made way, not without reverence, for the brethren of this new star of beauty, on to the terrace, and from the terrace into the gardens. Here they stood awhile in the sweet fresh ness of the night, which was very grateful, after the heated, perfume laden air of the banquet: then began to wander up and down among the scented trees and'flowers. The moon, floating in a cloudless sky, was almost at its full, and by her light they saw a w’ondrous scene. Under many of the trees and in tents set about here and there, rugs were spread, and to them came men who had drunk of the wine of the feast, and cast themselves down to sleep. “Are they drunk?” asked Wulf. ‘"lt would seem so," answered God win. Yet these men appeared to be mad rather than drunk, for they walked steadily enough, but with wide-set, dreamy eyes; nor did they seem to sleep upon the rugs, but lay there star ing at the sky and muttering with their lips, their faces steeped in a strange, unholy rapture. Sometimes they would rise and walk a few paces with outstretched arms, till the arms closed as though they clasped some thing invisible, to which they bent their heads to babble awhile. Then they walked back to their ruga again where they remained silent. As they lay thus, while-veiled wom en appeared, who crouched by the heads of these sleepers, murmuring Into their ears, and when from time to time they sat up. .gave them to drink from cups they carried, after partaking of which they lay down again and became quite senseless. Only the women would move on to others snd serve them likewise. Home of them approached the brethren with a stow, gliding motion, and offered them the cup, buf they walked for ward, taking no notice, whereupon the girie left them, laughing softly, and saying such things aa "To-morrow we shell meet,'* or Soon you will be glad to drink end enter Into paradise " •■When the time some* doubtless we 1 shall be glad—who have dwelt here,” answered Godwin gravely, but as he spoke in French they did not under stand him. “Step out. brother.” said Wulf. “for at the very sight of those rugs I grow sleepy, and the wine in the cups sparkles as bright as their bearers' eyes.” So they walked on towards the sound of a waterfall, and. when they came to it, drank, and bathed their faces and heads. ■‘This is better than their wine," said Wulf. Then, catching sight of more women flitting round them, looking like ghosts amid the moonlit glades, they pressed forward till they reached an open sward where there were no rugs, no sleepers, and r.o cup-bearers. “Now," said Wulf. halting, “tell me what does all this mean?" “Are you deaf and blind?” asked Godwin. "Cannot you see that yonder fiend is In love with Rosamund, and means to take her, as he well may do?” Wulf groaned aloud, then answer ed: “I swear that first I will send Ills soul to hell, even though our own must keep It company." “Aye,” answered Godwin, "I saw; you went near to It to-night. But remember, that is the end for all of us. Let us wait then to strike until we must—to save her from worse things.” “Who knows that we may find an other chance? Meanwhile, meanwhile —” and again he groaned. “Among those ornaments that hung about the waist of Rosamund I saw a jewelled knife,” answered Godwin, sadly. “She can be trusted to use it If need be, and after that we can be trusted to do our worst. At least, I think that we should die In a fashion that should be remembered In this mountain.’ As they spoke, they had loitered to wards the edge of the glade, and halt ing there stood silent, till presently from under the shadow of a cedar tree appeared a solitary white-robed wo man. “Let us be going,” said Wulf; “here is another Of them with her accursed cup.” But before they could turn the wo man glided up to them and suddenly unveiled. It was Masouda. “Follow me, brothers Peter and John," she said in a laughing whisp er. "I have words to say to you. What! you will not drink? Well, it is wisest." And emptying the cup upon the ground she flitted ahead of them. Silently as a wi'alth she went, now appearing in the open spaces, now vanishing beneath the dense gloom of cedar boughs, till she reached a naked lonely rock which stood almost upon the edge of the gulf. Opposite to this rock vas a great mound such as an cient peoples reared over the bodies of their dead, and in the mound, cun ningly hidden by growing shrubs, a massive door. Masouda took a key from her girdle, and, having looked around to see that they were alone, unlocked it. "Enter,” she said, pushing them be fore her. They obeyed, and through the dark ness within heard her close the door. "Now we are saff* awhile,” she said with a sigh, “or, at least, so I think. But I will lead you to where there is more light.” Then, taking each of them by the hand, she went forward along a smooth incline, till presently they saw the moonlight, and by it discovered that they stood at the mouth of a cave which was fringed with bushes. Running up from the depths of the gulf below to this opening was a ridge or shoulder of rock, very steep and narrow. (Continued in next Sunday's News.) eleventh Hour REMEMBRANCES. (Continued from Opposite Page.) pins and as many white, using half a paper of the latter, and half a dozen veil pins, either In black or colors. If the gift is for a young girl, pearl headed pins of various lengths, and at least one card of the fancy pins, show ing heads in various colors to match the jewels used in passementerie, such as emeralds, garnets, sapphires, etc. These are extremely useful in catch ing down collars, stocks and vests, where fancy trimming is employed. When the sheet is fully equipped with pins, roll it up aa you would an old fashioned housewife and tie it with two shades of narrow ribbon, which have been fastened to the center of one end of the sheet. Variety In Stock*. The new stocks present such singu lar combinations of materials that no girl should throw away a single scrap of lace, ribbons or trimming of any sort. They are Just the things need ed to evolve a little Christmas gift. Avery dressy stock shown at a neckwear counter could be made from left-overs. The most striking feature of this dainty accessory was a bow of chiffon, laid in pleats for all the world like half an open fan, the pleats growing shorter and shorter on the right side. The end of each pleat was finished with a small lace medallion and on the left side the eage of the longest pleat was outlined by a strand of baby velvet ribbon in coral pink, caught at intervals with a single bow, in the heart of which was a single pearl bead. This bow was attached to a stock of medium hight built on a white chiffon form. The lower two-thirds of the collar was velvet, showing a double fold of coral pink panne velvet. The upper third overlapping the lower part of the stock, was built of medal lions matching those on the tie. Colors for Neckwear. Pale colors enter largely Into dressy neckwear, and both pale pink and blue ore popular. A stock built of white chiffon is set off with straps of baby blue velvet, and falling from a smart looking bow of white chiffon is a shower of small buds, made from pale-blue chiffon. The ribbon flowers which were so popular last year have been replaced by the more delicate chiffon flowers, which are equally easy to make and much aofter at the neck. An eaatly gotten up and very pretty stock Is one that would be particularly accep table to an elderly woman. An ordinary chiffon form which can be bought at any notion counter for 13 canta. Is used aa the foundation. It is-then covered with a shirring of pale gray chiffon or mouaseline. The vertical lines of shirring are outlined by black velvet baby ribbon, studded with rut steel beads, from the ends of which hang three-stranded tassels of velvet ribbon, each strand tipped with a steel bead The longest teasel de pends from the point of the catiar in the front, ea<h taaaei gr swing short si toward the bests. Franklin Family; Its Arms Indicate Strength and Courage By ELEANOR LEXINGTON. The Franklins may glory In the fact that they are freemen. Frank and free have the same origin. Franklin mean ing a freeholder, one possessed of an estate for life. Frank is derived from the old Gothic word, friks or fri; the Scandinavian word is frekkar. Variations of the name Franklin are Frankling. Frankelain, Franklyn, Franklyne, Frankleyn and Franckline. Le Franklanus is a very old form. ”6ur honest ancestors were inhabi tants of Bcton, England, for 200 years." is recorded in our family his tory. The immigrant, Joalah Frank lin. came from Northampton In 1665. He brought a wife and two children with him. A pioneer was John Frank lin. born ip Connecticut in 1749. He was several times member of assem bly and a captain In the Continental Army. Jesse Franklin wag also one of the “boys of ’76.” He was mem ber of Congress, Senator, and In 1820 Governor of North Carolina. In the Mexican War, William Franklin and his brother Samuel served their coun try loyally. The only man in all history who signed four such great documents as the Declaration of Independence, the Treaty of Alliance between France and America, the treaty of peace be tween America and Great Britain, and the Constitution of the United States, was a Franklin, the one and only Ben jamin Franklin. Is not that a great record for a great American? In all the list of signatures to the Declara tion of Independence there is no more patriotic name than his, and only one greater. It was at this time he de clared, "We must all hang together, if we would not all hang separately.” He built America, for what our re- 3,000 Plum Puddings from One Woman That one frail little woman should supply some 3,000 people with plum puddings for their Christmas dinner seems almost incredible. Yet there is a woman who has proved equal to the task of thus scattering combined de light and indigestion to the ends of the earth. Her success goes to prove the fact so often stated that nowadays fortune comes to the woman who,will specialize. It was borne upon Mrs. Dudley Mil ler, a young widow in a northern New York town, that if she ever hoped to become self-supporting or rise on the ladder of fame, it would be by utiliz ing her one talent which seemed to be that of making delicious plum pud dings. The fame of Mrs. Miller’s pud dings had been a by-word In her fam ily from time immemorial. The recipe was old and tried. About It hung a flavor of romance, for it had been handed down from mother to daughter since colonial days, and the finished product had graced the hoßpllabie board upon many a festive occasion. From first supplying friends with this gastronomic delicacy, Mrs. Miller began supplying her friends’ friends; her fame gradually spread and she be gan to receive orders from other sources until now her clientele stretches from Maine to California, and she is scarcely able to supply the demand. Orders come even from far away England, where it has long been supi>osed that the Christmas plum pudding exists in its perfect state, and Americans in Rome, Italy, desirous of enjoying the home delicacy on Christ mas day have sent even that distance for them. Mrs. Miller believes In the old say ing that if you want a thing done well you must do it yourself, and so she employs no outside help, although she has the assistance of some members of her household. They begin work earl., in November. There are hun dreds of nuts to be cracked, thousands of raisins to be stoned, millions of cur rants to be stemmed as well as all of the other good things to be thought of that go to make up a plum pudding worthy of the name. Finally, when all the Ingredients are prepared and thor oughly beaten together, the steaming process ensues, after which the rich brown loaves are all ready to be pack ed and sent to their respective desti nations. In preparing a special commodity for the market it is a well known fact that the manner in which it is done up largely affects the sale. So Mrs. Miller offers her wares to the public in as dainty a dress as the article and occasion demands. First, each pudding Is wrapped in paraffine paper, then in a heavier quality of white paper. Aft erward they are tied with bright scar let satin, ribbon in which are slipped liderine^ iWJHIS, HAIR t| MAtOIAUA HCNBT. fLOMCfCB BCMKI.L, SOSff Forrc.trille At.., CHICAGO. A*. }Mn, MW* H'-nry any at " before 1 b*tr an utlnjr Danderlno 110 Mohawk Street, CHICAGO. Mlmm nki MA HiiMKf I. au hair waa falllorout ln rreat Eanrtful. iHI aa Biwelt baa baeom. tnonraily known w " , " ...I„, __ plnaaed to nay that Dawlorliie not only atopped It at tbnt bandanna rauaua hair to crow ]uat 17.8 North 4<l Court, CHICAGO. One*:, but haa in ml*; my hair grow morn than twloo an abundantly on lhbada of children aa aalonr aaltnror waa." It ituua on tboaoof matured paraoua. many Mlaa Haaacl aayai "My hair would not Mra. fclolte Atherton, Little Book. Ark., aayai “It truly marveloua eae*a ar. coonn* to our roach baluw my walat whan 1 befan n*lu la aurcly romarkai.lo tli way banderum imnroree notice. Little Mlaa Kuaeell, whoeephoto- your Dandf.rl.ia, It wan alao faded and eolll th* hair It baa made n,y hair row t* Incline lour- (rrepb appear. nw.ro, la certainly on. off. ' kTZJu WovaTtu •r In lira moutlia ar.'l It la reitluy thicker and long*! the remarkable ou*a. Her Iwautlfulhalr T* o *.^,* I** 1 ** ,*„*• * l , “ ?*" r ail the Urn*". 1 balli-v in rlrmn praia* wte-re It la la orer thirty Incline lonr and her mother lunrar than Itarar waa and It haa rtralo*d due, awl yun can ua* my iuuu* aa ralaraao. If you ears that" t>AN hCltll III UKKW CVBJtY U orlalnal rtcb blond color, I uaad the Mala no deal re. BIT or IT " about four month, all uwetber." DAMDCniNC ia to the hair what feaah shower* of rain and aunahlna are to vagotatloo. It goaa right to Rm root*, iuvigorataa and atraugtbnua thoto. iu ashilarating, fertilizing and Ufa producing pTo|*rti* rauoa tba hair to grow abuudautljr loiig.atroiigaud Uautiful. IT It TNK NATURAL FOOD OF TMK MAIN, bGIENTIFICALLT CHAHOED WITH NEW AND OENUINE LIFE PHOUUCINQ EttENOKt UNHEARD OF 0T OTHER MAKERS OF HAIR TONIC. MO Wat ail druggist* iu thru* aiaaa, MB oauta, BO oanta and $1 .00 par botti*. ED E E ahu. bow <|ukhlf Orndarlaa aala. •* will mb4 a I via eemplafree by return nut.il la aara who wtli lu* ad rertltnam U rflhCi la tin Kwowlwa Irenderi*. t*, I klmmgu, with their n* 4 4 aAdfrlf |nd l*n tahj* >b *l*#* of titan to pa/ |wu<4ga. For aala and guaranteed by LIPRUM DlH'O CO. A rRAfKLUJ public is to-day is largely due to Franklin. Whittington and his cat entering London are no more picturesque than Franklin, homeless, friendless, penni less, when ho ran away to Philadel phia. With three rolls, one under each arm and the third in his mouth, ho walked up Market street, and passed before the eyes of the young girl, Deborah Read, destined to be his wife. When honors were heaped upon him in middle life, his pictures and busts made him the best known man In the world. "I dare not do anything that small sprigs of holly which lend a fes tive air in keeping with the season. In each box there is placed a slip of paper containing directions for th brandy sauce, the burning of whioh, as every one knows, is a very impof tant part of a Christmas dinnsr. HOLIDAYPIN MONEY AND HOW TO EARN IT. (Continued from Opposite Page.) shopper, and is never entirely satis fied when the work is done for her. The girl who intends to take up this line of work must be tactful, as well as skillful, in wrapping and shopping. If ever there is a time when femininity waxes hysterical it is at Christmas time. If a woman is utterly Impos sible from a business point of view— that is, if she won’t get her presents ready to ship within a reasonable time—the wrapper and shopper should not undertake the work. There are some women also who want a wrapper to come half a dozen times, and this eats up all the profit of the enterpriso, but the average woman of wealth is as systematic about her Christmas giving as she is with her calling list. HOW RUSSIANS EAT. There Is Nothing “Finicky” About Their Appetites. Russians in the lower walks of life have for their favorite dish a strong cabbage soup, and their huts in the ountry and their humble dwellings in the towns reek with the smell, as do the persons and the clothing of the people who eat it so abundantly. With the Russian of the higher class, dining is an elaborate function. When you are Invited to dine with a prince or a count, you will first stroll to a sideboard whereon are an chovies, smoked salmond, pickles, sar dines, radishes, cold sausage, caviar and olives. The guests eat freely of these and wash them down with fiery vodkl, tak ing about an hour to do It amid ani mated conversation. Some of the appetizers you would like. Salmon in Jelly, for instance, is not bad. But salmon is custard is a little too much for the average Yankee stomach. The company takes seats at the table and the real business of the dinner begins. First, there is a great thick soup. Next comes a huge pike, or a salmon, cooked to perfection and stuffed with cracked wheat. After fish comes on a huge loin of roast pork, or maybe veal; sometimes beef, but not often—generally it is pork cooked in a mysterious way which has added all sorts of strange and pronounced flavors to it. Roast or boiled fowl is the next course, and with It comes pickled cauli flower, gerkins and vegetables. .Then comes a cold pie of meat, fish would oblige me to run away,” ho wrote to his daughter, “for my phix is as well known as the moon.” His bit of advice regarding the choice of a wife may not be so easy to follow in these days of small fami lies: "Choose one of a bunch, for where there are many sisters, from emulation, they acquire more accom plishments. know more, do more." No state in the United States, and but few counties, that have not a town called Franklin. Ohio has nine teen. Oreat Britain, too, has her Illus trious Franklin—Sir John, the naval hero, and most successful and daring of explorers. His was also the un daunted and courageous spirit. Before undertaking his third expedition, the Lord of the Admiralty said to him: “You might be content with your laurele, having done so much for your country.” Franklin, more with the vivacity of sixteen than sixty, replied: “My lord, I am only 59!” The arms reproduced are those of the Frankl.vns of Devon, England, and were used by Benjamin Franklin and his brother. They arc argent on a bend between two lions’ heads; gules, a dolphin, embowed of the field, be tween two martlets close, or. Crest, a dolphin’s head In pari* argent, erased, gules, finned or, between two branches, vert. Motto, "Pro rege et patrla”—"For King and country." Another motto is "Excmplurn adest ipse homo”—"Conduct marks the man.” A motto was a war cry, and not permitted to persons below a cer tain rank. The lion is one of the most noble of heraldic devices, signifying, among other things, strength and boldness; this is also the meaning in heraldry of the color gules. The spotless white of argent when com bined with gules, Indicates courage. and vegetables. This la eut Into slices and served with a mustard dressing. After this you will, if you have sur vived so far, be expected to toy with a peculiar Russian salad, and to end up with a rich desert and black coffee. After a Russian dinner one ogn say with particular fervor. “Fate San not harm mo. I have dined." BOYSfOF -rnFAROCNTINE. Rome gr Things Alton* Thom. In the Argentine Republic, that great nation which occupies the southern end of the South American continent, child ren are allowed much more liberty to do as they please than they are In this country, and a parent hardly would think of suoh things as cor recting a boy with a slipper or a switch. But in spite of the want of govern ment an Argentine boy is a polite 11- tle fellow, though some thing which a boy of fourteen or fifteen will do and say would get an American youth into serious trouble with his father. At fifteen an Argentine boy begins to pose as a man and talks glibly of things of which an American boy of the same age is generally ignorant. They are all great politicians, thess little Argentines, and it is the funniest thing imaginable to hear a group of little shavers, not one of them over fifteen, and the most of them about thirteen, discussing with grsat earnest ness the last election or the one com ing, giving their opinions of the way the government is being tun, asul freely criticising the foregn and do mestic policy of the President and his cabinet. They play at politics In the schools, organize parties and even getting up “revolutions'' against the teachers. The Argentine child is high spirited and quick to resent an insult. eeitedal*- ly any imputation upon his courage, but he too often thinks it no harm to tell "white lies” in the telling ot which he is sometimes sven encour aged by his parents. Real downright ilea, of course a good boy in the Agentine abhors as boys do anywhere else; but "white lies” do not count in Argentina, Argentine children are much quick er at learning languages than are American children, and a boy of fif teen, frequently speaks French and Italian almost as well as his own language of Spanish. They are quick, also, to learn music, and in drawing they are almost always good, but the American children san beat them at' mathematics easily. SUSAN MAT’D ROIIINAON REFLECTS, I don’t believe in Santa Claus; I don’t think there Is any. How could he visit all us kids? He can’t! There are too many. But all the same. I guess that though I know there's none so clearly, I won’t say It out loud, you know. 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