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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.
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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
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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,
