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1 t'7-vv;-' rtf?: 'Ov. .; ; vj I g-Tf " , .... Trrr"-i4 v , I - The cuillng In the hall In tlw Taurido ralace, St. Pe tersburg, where the Douma meets, Rave way and fell Into the body of the chamber. Nearly 200 of the Deputies' seats were covered with planks and plaster and the fine chandelier was completely destroyed. Quite three-quarters of the celling collapsed. It Is believed that the huge WAITING. Corae to the hills, the woo:ls are green The heart is high when love Is sweet There is a brook Hint flows between Two mossy trees where we can meet ; ' Where we can meet and speak unseen. 1 hear you laughing in the lane. i The heart is high when love is sweet The clover smells of sun and rain. And spreads a enrpet for our feet Where we can sit and dream again. Come to the woods ; the dusk Is here The heart is high when love is sweet A bird upon the branches near Sets music to our hearts' glad beat Our hearts that beat with something dear. I hear your step; the lane is past The heart is high when love is sweet The little stars come bright and fast, Like happy eyes to see us greet; To see us greet and kiss at last. Leslie's Weekly. .y ,, ., ,. .. .i. ,,.. ,. ! .. .. ,. .. .M. ! I- ! v Getting Ready Jennie always spoke so casually nbout the collection toward her house keeping outfit that every ouo accepted it a8 a matter of course. It was when she was only 16 that Jennie's mother, finishing hemming the . last of a dozen new napkins, remarked : "There! Those are ready to go Into the chest" Questioning brought to light the further Information that the chest was to be filled with things for Jennie. "Of course she'll get married some lay," said her mother, "and it's lots handier to be making things along In stead of rushing at the last minute. I'm doing table linen now." By the time Mrs. Markham had fin ished the set of kitchen towels and had begun on china every one took It with out comment. When Jennie was 18 the cheat was full and a big dry goods box waa called Into requisition to hold things. Not that Mrs. Markham was anxious for her daughter to marry and leave her. On the contrary, nho often dropped a tear on a completed dolly or bureau acarf as she laid It with the rest of the collection. Adding things to Jennie's store grew to be a habit. Christmas gifts of an attractive nature were ruthlessly sacrificed to the box. "That'll be nice when you have a house of your own," was the requiem Jennie heard sung over numberless things snatched from lier before she had a chance to use thorn at the mo ment All her friends knew about her col lection and by the time Jennie left school the older women had begun to ay It was lucky that Mrs. Markham had been so far-sighted, for In case anything did come of Hoss Whipple's devotion to Jennie all her trousseau ex cept mere clothes would be prepared. Itoss Whipple certainly had a bad case of young love. lie haunted Jen nie. AH the other girls and boys of their age spoke of them as engaged. Their parents said they were too young, tmt Ross told his chums with glowering brow that he could wait years If be had to, while Jennie rehearsed to her en vlous Intimates the contents of the chest. It was practically settled that Jenule's store of linen and china and knlckkuacks would come In very handy tolerably soon. Then Itoi went away to college and In six months his affair with Jennie was broken off. lie had fallen lu love with a coilege-towu girl. Jennie bore up well. Ferhnps the fact that young Lauderback was calling frequently assisted her to a satisfac tory state of mind. Young Lauderback had a high brow and Jennie began to read thick books. Also she took to signing her name "Jane." She said It was more dignified. Young Lauderback certainly had se rious intentions, for be brought his mother and sister to call on Jennie and her mother and Jennie frequently waa anked to the Lauderback home for Sunday night tea. Again people re hearsed the content of the chest and the dry goods box and decided on what xtra things Jennie could buy with the money which otherwise aba would have had to apend for a brlde'a usual linen and household outfit Nobody ever quite knew what caus ed tho trouble between Jennie and yoang Lauderback. She carried her head high for a time, while he looked depressed and blue. Before he recov ered ahe waa enjoying Immensely the WEECK IN PALACE WHERE DOUMA MEETS. ventilating apparatus fitted above the coiling was too heavy for the beams. Had the accident happened during a sitting only tho ministers, a few Polish Deput'.es, some members of the extreme right and tho journalists would have escaped. The accident created a great sensation In HiLssln. visit of a young doctor win) had grad uated In the same medical clans with her brother, llo was good-looking and so was she. He bad not been at the Markham home for a week before ev ery one was talking about how desper ately in love with each other they were. "It was at first sight," said Mrs. Markham to her best friends. "Of course Jennie has had fancies like all girls, but this Is genuine. His father Is rich. Not that that has anything to do with it, but lie won't have to strug gle. And I think that Jennie's outfit is good enough for any homo that even he can give her." Jennie was Invited to visit the young doctor's family later and she went. She had a glorious time and came home to find her mother feverishly hemming a largo tablecloth. . "I thought you needed another three-yard one," she ex plained. After Jennie had broken her engage ment to the young doctor because she was tired of writing letters to him she went In for social-settlement work for a year or so. . She came near marry ing a professor of something or other who had classes down there, but she changed her mind. When Henry Smith, a confirmed bachelor, took to calling on Jennie Mrs. Markham cheered up again and hem med a dozen more tea towels. But he drifted away without having commit ted himself. "Anyhow," said Mrs. Markham, tak ing new comfort In the thought, "there lBn't another girl who has the ouflt you have." The years sped on. Admirers were not so plentiful, but Mrs. Markham occasionally added a dolly to the store. The boxes were so full that there was UHa HOUSEKEEPING. OUTFIT. no room for more linen. The friends of the family began to smile pityingly about Jennie's Immense stock of house hold goods. Jennie was neartng ao. Then of a sudden Jennie married a theatrical man. Now sho travels with him everywhere, so she has not tho re motest need of the contents of the chest and dry goods box In the attic at home. She lives at hotel tho year round. But Mrs. Markham hopefully turns over the pieces of linen and rubs up the china from time to time. She gets a great deal of comfort out of the fact that there's a fine household outfit all ready and waiting for Jennie If she ever should need It. Chicago Dally News. Star Hunt In a Street. A terrified stag, with blood flowing from several cuts on Its body, suddenly apieared In the main street of Win dlesham, Surrey, yesterday, and, dash ing up a side lane, collapsed. A party of meu went to its aid, and. tying a rope round It neck, were lead ing It to a neighboring stable, when the beast detected the sound of the ap proaching bunt and In Its frantic strug gles to Again get free strangled Itself. The members of the Berks and Bucks Hunt when they appeared were treated to an uncomplimentary demonstration, which threatened to become absolutely hostile. London Mirror. Mothers care uot who does the love making if they are allowed to do the matchmaking. Wise men labor while waiting for something to turu up. Jill OAXUSHA A. GROW. Death Claim Father of the Home. Mtead Law Idea. Former Congressman Gnlusha A. (!row, who was In his 8tth year, dlei! of the diseases Incident to old age al rL.,V..lUI,.1 l)ls I.,,,.,,, J,. Glpn. a i i' nuuu, niisiiifiuiiiiiii County, Pa., after an illness of three years. Mr. Grow J was the lust sur viving member of a family of six chll ; V 1 dren. lie wns never ;i.J married, and his : 1..... , .... uiiij. Mirvivora are 1 iour nieces, 1110 living In Bingham GALl'SHA A. CBOW. (ot N nd Mrs v. i-. iciiogg, or Syracuse. A mnn of the highest honor, Mr. Orow. after long years of public service, left nil estate of only $50,000. uaiusnn Aaron Grow, who was speaker of the House of Itenresenta tlvea In the first year of the Civil War and the vnmifrpcit min nvn. . ! O " ' ' ... V . V 1 1. I IV preside over that body, was a striking figure in the political history of .the country during the last half century. lie was born at Ashford (now East- ford), Windham County. Conn.. Aue. 31, 1824. His father died when he was still a child and when ho was 10 vears. old he went with his mother and elder brothers to Susquehanna County Pennsylvania. As a boy he worked on a farm in summer and went to the common schools In winter. He was graduated irom Amherst College In 1S44 and ad mltted to the bar three years later. He entered Congress I11 1831 and was the youngest member of that body for ten years. At the beginning of each Con gross he Introduced in tjie House a free homestead bill. It became a law In lsuj and did much to develon the West for it opened many million acres of farm lauds to settlement by bome- sceauers. Mr. Grow was elected speaker of the lmrty -seventh Congress In 18G1. In 1804 he lacked one vote of belne nnml nated for Vice President Instead of Andrew Johnson. He retired from Congress In 1803, and declined tho mis sion to Itussia which President Hayes offered him in ,1870. Mr. Grow was elected as Congressmnn-at-large 1804, and was re-elected in 1800 hv In plurality of 107,440. the Inrgest ever given then in any Stato to any candi date for any ofliee. Ho retired from Congress voluntarily In 1003. MAN'S OBSTINACY THE CAUSE. A Meeker Wouldn't Wear Wig Wife a Compelled to Divorce lllm. George I. Meeker, on actor, Is wait iiik ior juiiko t-nnon to crant him a i'.;c-ce from Minnie Meeker, and ho blames all his troubles to bis bald head. The story which he took to tho Judge caused some merriment In the eour room, where bvveral baldheaded men were waiting to be called as witnesses in other cases. Although the toehnleni charge Is desertion, Meeker attributed tho troublo to his lack of hair. He told the court his wife left him In 1001. "Why did she leave you?" asked Judge Patton. "Another man In the case?" "Nope," responded Meeker, placing ma nana on his bald head. "This was the cause of our trouble. Before mr wife deserted me my hair be nan to full out, and finally I was almost completely bald, well, Minnie wanted me to hur a wig, but I objected to wearing one ana suid so. "And you refused to buy tho wig?" asked the court "Yes, that was It, and my wife then begun nagging at me until we quar reled about It." "Well, well," meditated Judge Pat ton. "Bald head divorce." Rlon-lv the Judge placed his hand on bis own head tbougutrully. "Yes, I am begin nlng to get bald, and I wonder I won der-lf that will cause trouble with the folks at home !" be soliloquized. The case was taken under advise ment Chicago Tribune. Hapld Traaalt. "Fare, please." The passenger looked up In surprise. l Dave paid you one fare," he said. "Sure you did," responded the eon ductor; "hot when a blockade lasts more than an hour we charge for lodg Ing. Philadelphia Ledger. A boy maye be late to his meals, bnt that is one place w lie re a boy la av J adept at making up lost time. Bl KIND TO YOOa ENGINE. And anniewtlnie an In Cane of ll.lfl. It Mn fnvt Inn from M lufnrlnne, "Yen, sir," said the fat engineer, ''I always made It a point to be friendly with my engine, same as a good team ster Is kind to his horses 'n' they seam ed to appreciate It. Sometimes I get one that U dyspeptic, with a erpetiinl grouch, like some litiman heln's, but It ain't long before 1 lime 'em so's they'll oat out of my hand. "Now. there was the lisn. When I got her she wnn like an unruly child. but after I had run her a spell 'n' used her firmly, but gently. Itt!n' her know 1 wa Ihiss, she fell to working like a charm. "1 always put up a holler. If I sus ilcloiird the ynrriiiMKter was puttin' on more earn Hum the ll"'l could handle. especially at such time as I thought the old girl was off her feed. It sure stood me ku good Mtead. for whenever I got into a tight place 'n' heeded to shove her a little bit to iniike a 111001111 ixjlnt, she'd never lay down on me once. "'Now. Nance.' I'd ty to her, when I wart 0III11' 'rouu'. 'we've got to be In Conger in Jnit so many minutes. 1H your pretties!.' on the Kiiiiie plan as A good driver hands his horse a nice red apple I fore he urges him to draw a heavy load up a tedious hill. An', say. when I'd give her steam she'd whirl her tr.'il:i along at .Twentieth Century Limited kjhhhI. "One night durlu" a heavy snowstorm I pulled down through the yards with orders to go out over the Old Pike branch, a single track short cut we use when the main line N pretty well clog ged up with trntlic. I laid at the tank till No. 1-' cnnie In a little late. After No. 1 pulled In I opened the throttle up on the 1133. ' Sho slipped V slewed V slid 11 roll n', never niovin' an Inch. " 'Come on, Nance, get on the Job,' I said to her. 'We've got to make See ley's cross'n by S:4,"i. There's 110 time to lie whlttliii' here.' "My kind words to her had 110 more rifect than a safety razor at a darky picnic. She Just simply wouldn't move. "With her thrashlu' 'n' sllppin' aroun' she finally uncoupled the air hose be tween the tender n' the engine. I had to get down in under the tank V fuss nroun' live minutes to get 'em hitched up ng:iin. "All this while the good old engine was wliee;:ln' V whlulii' nroun' like a faithful dog 1 read about In a book, whoso muster was about to take n walk along a path in which an ambush hud been laid for hint. The dog kep a tug gin' '11' whinln' aroun' his master un til the man gave up his walk V his life was saved. "The old 1133 seemed to bo say In to me. 'Now. P011. there's danger out there ahead. I wouldn't go if I were you. An pretty soon 1 got a superstitious hunch that evil was lurkln' In our path, 'n I determined to lay right in that sldln' 'n' await developments, notwlth-' standin' the comments of the crew that I was tralnln' for u Job as Janitor of an old ladles' homo V other rude re marks. " 'Old Nance never acted this way with me before,' 1 wild, '11' there must be sometliln' doin'. I'm not goln' to ; budge' "In about three minutes we heard a long whistle In the darkness to the westward, V, lo'n' behold you, along comes an extra east-bound freight In over the single track. I had orders to meet 'em at Seeley's Sldln'. "Now Just consider what would have hapiiened If that 1133 had not In some way got 11 line 011 that little black man ahead of us. I certainly would have gone up that branch for all I was worth in order not to lay the extra out at Seeley's 'n' we would have met head-on In the blindin' snowstorm. I tell you It puys to be kind." Washington Post BIRD CAGE OF 100 BOOMS. Yonnic Italian with Crw Tools Makwa Marvel of Carvluir and Joining. What would you think of a bird cage that stands four feet high, has more than a hundred rooms, forty bal conies, towers, turrets, mlnarettes, mating rooms, a reception room and a clock? asks the Kansas City Star. Such a cage has been built by Peter Capello, an Italian, living at 'Mi North LiU'ity street, Indciiendeuce. He has been working on It for more than .two mouths and the cage Is not yet finished. It is -.nude entirely of wood and brass and Is modeled after a cathedral In the builder's native land. Kvery panel, every lloor, every balcony is finished to the smallest de tail. The dovetailing and Joining are almost perfect. On the Interior are double swings, paneled feed dUhes, carved water troughs, and a net work of doors leading from room to room. The center of the cage has broad steps lending to a double door with a tiny lock. Just Inside the main doors are the mating rooms, little covered places with deep shadows. Above the door Is the clock and above that Is a balcony with brass railings and swing ing doors. The baleonies Jut out all around the building from floor te tower. The cage Is painted In red and drab with preen doors. Two smaller towers are Just back of the main tow ers and those lire used us the birds' gymnasium, Tho cage Is the more wonderful when It Is known that the builder hua never had any Instruction In Joining or curving, and that bis tools consisted of an old knife, u scroll saw uud an awl. He had to work In a little back room with only one ttnull electric light. lie has done other wood carv ing. A small dressing case with a mirror, Is such a mnss of complicated curving that It looks almost like lace. Capello U young. He has been lu Amer let about nineteen months and speak 1 little JJngllHh. The first day we know 11 hecret w are high minded, mid wouldn't tell M fot Hie world, but after a week or twt we usually don't think it amounts M Tery much. Most men ure sufficiently versatile ts put In all their sjare time without fast Ing the necessity of going visiting. When a mail u uneasy himself, ha asks every body lie meets to but ronA dance. BACK TONDEB. When the time of toll Is ended and the fctars begin to show And the firelight fades and flickers and the shadows come and go When the present day Is fading through the portals of the past To Join the other days that made tho Journey all too fast, You can't help going with It far enough to say "good -by." And maybe It will take your hand ami lead you; and you try To laugh and hope, Just as you did when everything was new And you were living In the laifd of tilings you meant to do. It takes you to the rainbow which showed treasure's hiding place; It shows youth's starting point where sll were tvjual In the race. The winter's fierceness there was all forgotten In a day, For nothing was so real as the blossoming of May. The stars that shine afar then seemed so radiantly near That one might pluck them from the ky, should we but persevere. Life's fnlrest, truest Joys are those too fair to e'er be true. They dwell back yonder In the land of things we meant to do. Washington Star. 31 I 1 THE BARONET AND THE WIDOW I T. THE IUROXIT IN A QUANDAHY. Sir Towneley Parke sighed. "I shall either have to go to work, r get rmrrled," he murmured, with a shudder. Each alternative was equally terrible. Of two evils, we are told to always choose the lesser. But how cun one decide which Is the lesser when both are so uniformly bad? How could a man of Sir Towneley Tarke's habits start work at his time of life? Or how could he get on with a wife? He came of an aristocratic stock, but the stock had run rather thin of late years. Like so many other aris tocrats, he had more blue blood than money. He was a short, slight man, with a little head that was quite bald on top and nearly so at the sides. He was 50, and looked It The idea of work appalled him, be cause he had never done such a thing, and had no Idea how to set about It. The hardest tusks he had ever under taken were when he occasionally tried to get long odds when the price was short, or endeavored to inveigle some bookmaker to let him bet on tho nod. Apart from that, he had never hud any occupation. As for a wife well, he had lived fifty yeurs without one, and had never been dissatisfied with his lot while he had a few pounds hi his pocket and a good coat on his back, lie had never felt the need of a wife, and be knew hosts of fellows who looked as though they would like to get rid of theirs. Matrimony was a lottery, he knew-, and he preferred a fair bet any day. But now he had come to the end of his tether. The lust acre of the family estates was sold, and the money dissi pated. Just a row or two of houses was oil his papa had left hl.n, and he had sold the bouses one by one. Now, with nothing more to sell, and an empty exchequer, he was confronted with the awful enigma, "Must I go to work, or must I marry?" He put the question to Jack Jinks, feeling the need of advice, and kuowlug Jack was a man of the world, for he had once been a billiard-marker. Mr. Jinks was the gentleman who settled his betting-book for him when there wa anything to draw, and made ex cuses for him when It was his turn to pay out i "There ain't no two ways about It, Sir Towneley," said Mr. Jluks, slapping his slim calf with his rattan; "it's as easy as pie. You must get spliced." "Do you really think so?" groaned the baronet Waa there no help, no other way out?" "It's the absolute Martln-IIurvey for you," pursued Mr. Jinks. "And what's more, you muBt marry money." "I shouldn't marry anything else," observed Sir Towneley. "What's still more, I happen to know the very Identical party." "You do?" "I do. Had her In my eye those twelve months. Thought about fixing the Job up myself, but concluded there was no earthly chance for me. I'm not class enough. But she'd full Into your arms. Offer to make her Lady Towue ley her ladyship! and there's three thousand a year for you." "Three thousand a year I" gasped the baronet It seemed' like tho wealth of all the Indies. "Not a ienny less." Suddenly Sir Towneley turned cold.' "I suppose she's about 00, and u widow, and bus a wooden leg, and one eye, and fulse teeth, and false hair." "Tho specification ain't correct, ex cept so far as she'B a widow. That I do know. But I don't think either of her legs Is a wooden one, and both her eyes Is right and saucy eyes they are, too! And her teeth and hair look O. K. to me, though you can't expect u man to be a proper Judge of such' things. Hut don't you run your head against a brick wall. I can tell you, Mrs. Percl tuI Is all right, very much nil right, and If she's a day over 40, I'll eut my hat!" "Fat?" queried the baronet, continu ing his disconsolate Hue of thought.. "Certainly not. Buxom. W hat they call a buxom widow, Just what a widow ought to be. Fair complexion had yel low hair both her own as fur as I know ! And three thousand a year." "When can you Introduce me?" asked Blr Towneley. . It A WAY OUT. The old proverb has It, "Happy Is the wooing that Is not long a-dolug," and Blr Towneley Parke did not let the grass grow under his feet when ouce tho Introduction had been made. You see, he could scarcely afford to wait He found Mrs. Emma Parol val, con sidering everything, most presentable. She waa the widow of a man who had made bis money In trade; she was stout her balr was too yellow to be quite natural, and the blush upon her cheeks waa not that of modest girl hood. But riches are a deal more certain than charity to cover a multitude f "She's not so bad," be nd:nltted to Mr. Jack Jinks. "She might be worse." "Besides." advised that worthy, "you needn't take her out with you. You can keep her Indoors," "If she'll stay there," commented the baronet Ho had noted tho ways of other wives with other husbands, and know something. "And there's three thousand a year goes with her," went on Mr. Jinks. "Don't forget that" "I can't." It was true. He could not "Go lu and win." said his adviser. They were outside the widow's house at the time. "D'you think I've known her long enough?" Inquired tho baronet "Great Scott! You've known her throo weeks.." "It don't seem long, does It?" "Go and get It over. If you are a starter she Is. She's ready to run In double harness with a cart! Wish you luck. Tata!" And Mr. Jluks was gone. Left alone on the docistep, there was nothing for Sir Towneley to do but ring and lie admitted to tho presence of hU charmer. She had been sitting on the sofa (you could tell that by the valley In tho mid dle of It), but sho got up quickly as quickly as one of her prportlous could get up and gave him a plump hand to diako as he entered. He took the podgy fingers In his, and stooned and kissed them, He had an lis WMF -i 111 111 IX STOOD LOOKING AT ONU ANOTHER. Idea, through reading French novels, that it was tho correct thing to do at such a crisis. The lady simpered with pleasure. "Oh, Sir Towneley," she said, "I am so delighted to Bee you. She looked It too. "The pleasure Is mine," he said lame ly. Then they stood looking at one another. "Won't you alt down?" she Invited hhix, at last He was quite ready to do so, for hla knees were almost giving way. "I called, Mrs. Perclval." he said, "because I have a question to ask you." Better get It over, he thought, and be put out of his misery. Sim fluttered like a bird trying to fly. "Oh, Sir Towneley, I'm sure I shall be delighted to answer you." Could she suspect he was about to propose? Per hups she did; he looked silly enough for anything. "It Is an important question, Emma may I call you, Kninia?" "Do!" she ejuculuted. He might have called her Km, If he wished, or Mrs. Browning, or Mother Hhlpton, Sho was so agitated, and so expectunt thut she would never have minded. "I scarcely know how to Bay it" He frit dreadful. She helped him. It Is woman's way. "Come and sit by me on the sofa," she suggested. lie went He put an arm around her waist us far round as It would so und laid a bund upon hU heart, or upon the watch-pocket of his waistcoat. which Is thereabouts. And he made an other start. "llmuia. I am no longer a boy." He did not look It, either. "But I am 11 ii'.un who bus never been lu love until now." Then he coughed ; be could not help It; he had to. "At this moment there Is one charming figure thut fills my fancy." If he referred to hers, there wus enough of It to fill lots of things. "There Is one adored 0110 who Is ever In my thoughts." He was get ting on fumously ; he was wondering where the poetry came from. But he was getting winded as well. So he rushed to the conclusion. "The ques tion I want to ask you, Knima, Is will you be my beauteous brldo?" "Oh, Sir Towneley," sho simpered, "this Is so sudden." "Not at all," he assured her. "It'e taken me three weeks to do It He was a stickler for facts. "And do you reully mean It?" "I do. Will you murry me? Do say yes!" He hoped to goodness she would say no. "Will you take me for your own?" "Oh, of r-urse I will!" she cried, and before be knew vrhut was happen ing, ahe had flung her two ahapely arms about hU neck and waa altttnifl on his knee. "My treasure K be gsspedJ "My own!" she murmured. "Yoa v will never be sorry for this, will yon?' "I hope not that Is, I mean, I'm? sure I never shnll." 'And we'll go through life together; hand In hand?" "Of course, like youngsters, playlnff Here we go round the mulberry bush.', But Just for the moment would tou! mind shifting on to the other knee andl giving that one a rest? Thanks, awful-) ly. Horry to disturb yoa, don't you; know, but" "Am I heavy, dearest?" "You are a lump of leve," be sald.l and tried to look as though he cneunt It lit. A l-ONO WAT OUT. And so they wore married. Mr. Jack Jlnke gave the bride Owny, feeling sure he would have some pickings out of tho threo thousand' a year acquired by his. friend, and be hoped to be In a sub stantial commission as well, being oj commission agent. Some of Sir Towneley Parke's rela tives provided him with a few pound to pay the necessary expenses. They; were only too glad to get rid of him so satisfactorily, and thought It cheap at the price. And away they went for their honey moon, sho bridling with pleasure, 1 rtjiivenated with hope. Thoy went to Lucerne, lovely Lucerne, whither the Polytechnic will take yon for a mere nothing. If you are polytechnlcally In clined. These two were not; thoy trav eled In state, and they put up at the Sohwcltjterhof, that lovely palace of a x hotel with only Its own gardens be tween It and the wonderful lake. May as well start In style," said the baronet ; "there's nothing like doing the thing properly." The first difficulty came when tho hotel bill was to lie met By that time his finances were once cnore depleted, and he was without a gold coin. But what mattered that? There was his wife with her wealth, and It waa quite time she started paying for something.' It would be practice for her. It would get her Into the habit. So when the manager presented "ml-i lord" with his bill and a bow, he said,! "Right you arc, sonny," In his conde scending way of the true British- aris tocrat, put the bill In his pocket, ami asked his wife to take a stroll under the trees by the aide of the lake. He would break It to her gently- The silver moon was beaming on tho placid face of tho water as they paced along the sidewalk by the mils. She wanted to rest "Isn't It divine?" she murmured, as sho pushed htm against the rails and began to lean upon his chest and gaze . Into his eyes. "Yes," he assented, "It's awfully Jolly." "So tranquil, so calm, so poetic, so truly continental." 1 "Beastly dull," he haiarded. "Dull, Towneley? And I am with you!" Oh, not at all, yon know. I didn't mean that yon know." I'd like to stay forever on the shores of this lake, wouldn't yon?" "I I don't know. I suffer from rheu matism." "Ah. yes. But It Is ao sweet and dreamlike." She was weighing rather heavily just then. He tried to shift her, but she refused to budge. "Oh, Towneley 1" she sighed, "I'm so hap py I" "I'm glad," be said, tamely. "Kiss me, Towneley," she adjured him. "Great Scott!" he told himself, "she's getting sentimental I At her age, too, and at her weight !" But aa she bade him kiss her, of course, he was obliged to comply. It was necessary, under the circum stances. But be felt he waa entitled to some reward, and that bill was bant ing In his pocket Shifting her weight with a weaderful! effort, he managed to get his haad Intoj his pocket and produce the kill. "They've presented the acceunt atj the hotel, darling," he said, feeling It. best to be polite. "It only amounts' to! a llttlo over fifteen pounds." "Quite reasonable, love," ahe poutedj "And when will you pay It?" , That was his cue. He ceugbed. "Well, you see, my angel, I thought of leaving It to you." "Leaving It to me? "Yes, pctj I'm broke." "But I don't understand," she sald.i "Cun't you wire to your hankers at " "I haven't any bankers," he owned.' "But your estates?" "I haven't any estates." "But, why what " There was no use In beating about the bush. "I thought you knew I was. a poor man," ho said, "with nothing but my title, and my honored family name and all that sort of thing bnt you, with your three thousand ! year- " It was her turn. "I haven't any three thousand a year," she said. "Oh, but you have!" "I haveA't a farthing." He nearly fell through the rails Into the lake.. "I bud three thousand a year," she went on, "left In trust for me, aa long ' as I remained a widow, but when I married agalu It wus all to go lu char ities!" "Jeliosuphat!" he cried, "and when, you mnrrled me your Income ceased?"' "Yes!" she sighed. "But you love me Just as much, don't you?" He put her from him, tenderly but firmly. "I love you Jut as much aa1 I ever did," he said, speaking quite truthfully. "I had to choose whether I'd marry or go to work. As far as I can see It's a case of both!" Philadel phia Telegraph. School Teaehlna; Ky In England. Arthur B. Moorby of Hull, England, one of the 300 school teachers front England examining the work of the public schools In the United States, praises the system of special training of American teachers. In England they have uoue of this. There condi tions tor employment are easy and be knows of at least 20,000 teachers wboa only qualifications were that they wer 1H years old and succc&ifully vaccinal ed,