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CRIPPS, Til u v R. D. BLACKMORE Author of "LORNA DOONfi," "ALICE LORR A I N E," ETC., ETC. oilu'thk n. "Of nil slow people in tills clow plnco I nm quite oortnln flint tliero In none o slow iiH Crlppi, the furrier." This "hot kjmcIip," ns the pnticnt Znc chary would perhaps luivo cnllod it, punn ed tlu lip of no less a person tlntn old Squire Oglnndur. lie, on tho 'JOtli dny of December (tho day nflcr that wo be- frnn with), was hurrying up and down the oiitf, stralclit walk of his kitchen garden, nnd ritnuiiiK every now nnd then to n lost of vantage, from which ho could ook over tho top of his hrlovcd holly hedge, and make out. Home tnf'tlio zig-hagn of tlio narrow Inwo from Itudkluy. A hit ter Mack frost had now set in, nnd the Squiro knew that if he wanted anything more fetched out of his ground, or any thirty new put into it, it might he weeks before ho jrnt another chance of doing it. ,So ho made a good hustle, and stamped, nnd ran, and did nil ho could to arouse his men. who know him too well to con cern thouiiiolvc about any of his ' men aces. "I tell you we nre all caught napping, Thomas. I tell you we (yight to be 'nshnmcd of ourselves. Tho frost is nn Inch in the ground nlrendy. Artichokes, carrots, parsnips, beet-root, even horso rndlsh for our Christinas beef nnd upon my soul, a row of potnlocs never oven dug yett Unless I am after you at every corner well, I nm blessed if I don't see our keeping onions!" Mil. OGLANDEIl HELD UP THE BRIGHT WREATH OF HAIR. "Now, measter, 'ee no call to lio 96, gram I None of they thlngs'll be n Imp ort the worse, Tho frost'll ony swateu "You rany, I know all your tnlk. Hold .jrear tongue. Sweeten thorn indeed! And, when we want them, nre wo to dig them Ttith mattocks, pray? Or do yon thick heads expect it to thaw to order when tie pot is bubbling? Stir your lazy legs,, or I'll throw every ouo of you on the workhouse, the inomont tho first imw falls." The thrco men grinned nt one another, ad proceeded leisurely. They knew Much better than the Squiro himself What his gcntlo nnturo wns. "Man nnd boy," snld tho oldest of them, spenking below his breath, ns if this tyranny had extinguished him: "in this hero gcarden havo I worked, man and boy, for threescore year, and always gl'cn satisfaction. Workuss! What would his father a' said, to hear tell in tnla gcarden of workuss? Workuss! Well, let un coom, If a' will! Can't bo harder work." Tnmmuss, Tummuss, you mny say that;" said another lazy rascal, shaking his head, with his heel on ills spado, 'and then wiping his forehead laboriously; 41 'tis the sweat of our brow, Tummuss, none of 'em thinks on but thoro, they was boon to bo driving us!" Squiro Oglander made as if ho heard them not; and then ho hurried to tho hedge again, and stood on tho wall of the lcnf-mould pit, and peered over tho heard of hollies. And this time ho spied in" the distanco Oripps, or at any rate ftbe tilt of tho Crippslan enrt, jogging Sedately to the rhythm of the feet of )ohbfn. "Hurrah 1" cried tho Squiro, who was till as young in mind as if ho hnd no toody. "By George, wo shall bo Just in time. Nover mind what I said, my huls. il was a littlo bit cross, I know. Tako joul tho crumbs from tho bottom of your . trenches, nnd go two inches deeper. Our new potatoes nre come at last!" Squiro Oirlauder, having 'retired now jfrom tho army and all warfaro, was wnrwTv derated to (bo hearts of "pair, CAIR ER X Fanning, planting, gardening, breeding, training of dogs, and ho on nil of these quiet delights fell softly on li very ac tive mind, when the vigor of tho body began to fail. Ho loved his fnrm, nnd ho loved his garden, nnd nil his attempts at Improvement, nnd nothing better than to point out his own mistakes to rnsh ndmlrcrs. Dut whero Is the pleasure of showing things to Hi rangers who know nothlng7 Tho old mnn's grnnd delight of nil was to nstonlsh his own daugh ter, his only child, Ornco Oglnndcr. This it was that made him work so hard at tho present moment. He was determined to havo his kitchen garden In first rate winter order by the time his daughter should come home from a visit to her a mil at Cowley. Now this sister, Mrs. I'Vrinltage, Imd promised to bring homo their joint pet Oracle in time for the dinner at fi o'clock that very day, imri to dine there with them; so that it was needful to look alive, ami to make quick step of everything. Moreover this good Squire had sotno little insight into (ho ways nnd meaning of tho wenther of tho neighborhood, llo know as well as a short-tailed field mouse that a long frost was coming. The shnrp dry rustle of tho upturned leaves of holly and of Ivy, tho heavy stoop of tho sullen sky, the pntches of spaded mould already browning with powdery crispness, the upward slilvcring look of tho graBs, and tho loss of nil gloss upou everything, nnd tho shuddering rattle in tho teeth of a man who opened his mouth to the wind at ail many other things than these, an well as all of them, were here. But tho strange thing, in this pres ent matter, waa that Squiro Oglander was bont not only on digging potatoes, but also on planting them, this very day. Forsooth it was one of his fixed dates in tho chronicles of tho garden, that happen what might, or bo tho season whatsoever it choso to bo, new potatoes and peas ho would havo bv tho last day of May, at tho latest. And this without any iguoblo resort to forcing-pit, hotbed, or oven cold frnmo; under tho puro gaze of tho sky, by that time they must bo ready. But in tho hltili nnds of Oxford shire this requires some skill and man agement. In tho first nlnce. both nea and potato must bo of a kind that is ready to owako rlcht enrlv: and then they must bo humored with a very choico plnco; nnd nfter that they must bo sinewed from tho winter's rnges. If all these "musts" can bo complied with, and several "ifd" aro Bolved nrlcht. tho enr- dener may hopo to got pleasuro from his enriy work. "Insido nnd ontsido. all look ullvo! cried tho Squiro, running to and fro; uracio will bo homo; Miss Grace. I meau, and not a bit of firo in the draw ing room grato! No Christmas boxes for any of you! Now, I did not mean that, Mnry, as you might know. Insido, tho women and outside, tho men now vrnat is this paper for, my dear?' "That thoro Crlpps, sir, havo a sent 'un in. Ho bo gottln so pcrrikular!" "Quito right. Quito right. Business Is business. No man enn be too particular. Lot him sit down Ho wants mo to sign tills paper, does ho? Very well: tell him to como uext week. My fintrers aro cramped with tho wind. Tell Crlpps now ooirt you bo In such a hurry, Mnry; oripps is not a marrying man." "As if I would touch him, with a pnlr of tongs, sir! A Hookham to have a Oripps, Blrl A man who always smells as It lie had beon a' cosib njr a horse!" "Ah, poor Mary, the grancs aro sour. Toll baclic'or Crirys tc SMd Is. th ha And bring me the littlo trnck basket, Mnry; I daro say that will hold them. Just in time, they oro only Just In timo. To-morrow would havo beon a day too late." Tho Squiro wns to pay a guinea for this bushel of early Oakleaf potatoes, a sort that was warranted to beat the Ash leaf by a fortnight, nnd to crop tenfold ns much. The bag hnd beon sent by the Henley conch from a nursery, and left nt tho "Black Horso" in St. Clem ent's, to bo called for by tho Bcckley carrier. "Stay now," cried tho Squire; "now I think of it wo will unpack the bag in s urewcry, Mnry. 'xney hnvo hnd a e there nil the mornlne. And it will snvo making nny m- in hero. Miss Grace Is coming, bless her heart! And she'll give It to me, if she finds any dirt" uut, sir, If you please. Master CriDS never hurrycth." "Well, wo don't want Crlnns. Wo only want tho bag. Jem will bring it nto tno Urewery, it you want to sit with Oripps. Crlpps Is tired. I dare say. Those young men's legs aro not fit f6r much. Stop cn old Thomas! he's the est after all. If I want a thine done. I como back to tho old folk nfter all." "Well, sir, I don't think you havo any reason to say that. Ilowsomovcr. hero comoth Mr. Kale. Mr. Kalo. If you please, you be wanted." Presently Thomas Knlo, tho man who md worked so long in tho srarden thero, followed his master across the court, with tho bag of potntoes on his back. The weight wns n trifle, of course, being scarcely over half a hundredweight; but Thomas was too old a hand to make too ight of anything. "I've knowed tho time." ho said, sot ting down the sack on tho head of an empty barrel,, "when that thero weight would havo failed, you might say, to crook my littlo finger, how, mako so bold do you know tho rnlson?" "Why, Thomas, wo cannot expect to be always so young as wo were ouco, you know." "Nout to do wi' it. Less nor nout Tho raison lio nil in tho vittels, mais- ter; tho vittels Is fnllen from what they was." "Thomas, you give me no peace with your victuals. . You must groan to tho cook, not to mo, about them. Now cut the cord. Why, what has Crlpps been about?" Tho bng wns made of stout gray can vas, not bo thick ns sacKing, and as the creases of the neck began to open, under the slackening cord, thrco or four red stripes were shown, auch ns nro sometimes to bo found In the neck of a leather mall bag, when the postmnstcr hns been in a hurry, nnd dropped his wnx too plcntcously. But the stripes in thcMO crenses were not dry and brlttlo, as of run scnling wax, but clammy and damp, an if some thick fluid had oozed from dripping fingers. "I don't llko tho look of it," cried the old Squire; "Crlpps should bo moro careful. Ho has left tho bag down at his brother the butcher"s. I am suro they never sent it out like tills. Not that I am of a squeamish order, but still good heavens! What Is this that I see?" With scarcely timo for his cheeks to blanch, or his firm old hands to tremble, Squiro Oglander took from tho mouth of tho sack a coil of long, bright golden hair. The brown shade of the potatoes beneath It set off Its glistening beauty. lie knew It at a glance; thero was no such hair in all Oxfordshire but his Oracle's. A pieco of paper was rough ly twisted in nnd out the shining wreath. This ho spread in tlp hollow, of his palm, nnd then put on his spectacles, and read by the waning light these words, "All you will ever see of her." CHAPTER III. Worth Ocfliinder. now In his seventieth " - --- CI F yonr, although ho might be a trifle fat, was a truly halo and active man. His limbs were as sound as his conscience; nnd he wns well content with his life nnd age. Ho had seen a good deal of the world and of enemies, in tho stirring times of war. But no wrong lay in the bottom of his heart, no harm evor dono to any one, except that he had killed a few Frenchmen, perhaps, as all English men used to bo forced to do. "Whnovnr hns olnved this trick with mi." nnlfl tho Snuiro. ns Boon ns ho recovered himself, "is, to say the least of it, a blackgaurd. .Even for a (jurist mas Joke, it is carrying things a great deal too far. I havo played, and been pinyed, many prnctlcnl jokes, when thero wna nnthlni? 0 so to U0. JJUC UUH is ou- rnn A Tlintnnn. rim nnd fetch Crlpps. I will get to the bottom of this, I am ro- solved." In a mlnuto or two Master Crlpps nnnin n. Win fnco was a little flushed, from tho power of the compliments paid to Mary, but his eyes wero quite urm, "Servant, sir," he Bald, touching his forelock, nearly of tho color of clover hay; "all correct, I hope, Squire, Bafo and sound and in good condition. Thnt's how I doliver all goods." "Tell me tho meaning of this." Ab ho Bpoke Mr. Oglander held up the bright wreath of hair and pointed to tho red stains on the snck. Crlpps. as behooved a slow-mlndcd man, stared at tho hair, and tho bag, and tho Squire, the roof of tho brewery, and nil the tubs, nnd then began feeling In his hat for orders. "Crlpps, aro you dumb; nro you tipsy, or what? Or aro you too much ashamed of yourself?" "I ain't dono naught for to bo ashamed of me, nor my father avooro mo." "Then will you tell mo what this means? Are you going to keep me all night?" "Squiro, I never, I never Bee'd 'un. I know no more thnn a sto-un. I know no more than tho dead, I do." "Whero d you got th bng? Was it llko this? Who gave It to you? Have .you lot It out of sight? Did you seo anybody como near It V" "Squiro, I can't tcll'o such a many things. They licft up tho burg to mo at the 'Black Horse, whero tho bargs is nlways left for you. I took no heed of 'un, out of common. And no oue knv a titohed him sloco, but me." III' IJ K. I. YM1' A Fliio Tnblo Fowl. For somo years tho old English game fowl of England has been coming to mo front Wo seo much in print about tho revival of tho old English gaum This fowl occupies n foremost plae as tnblo poultry. They are moat dell cnto nnd flno flavored fowls, a well known fact to those who have feasted OLD ENGLISH GAMES Sl'ANGLED. on whnt wo cnll pit game. In fact, It Is said tlint they outrank tho pheas ants In dellcncy when served on the tnblo. They grow very fnBt nnd art nhrnys plump and ready for the spll nny time after they nre six weeks old. The colors bred nro black breasted reds, brown breasted reds, duckwlngs blue rods, plies, black, wblto nnd span jles, tho latter tho most populnr. Ai ihown by the Illustration, theso fowh are benutlfully built and free fron tho long shanks of our stnndnrd games They have full, plump breasts ant longer bodies than our exhlbltloi pames. In fact, they nro tho same ni Dur pit games, only they nre bred t exhibition form and color and not foi tho pit Country Gentleman. Praotlcal Sheer Bnrn. Tho plan shown Is intended for i Bheep bnrn, nl though It would auswej equally well for cattle, and Is nrrunget in such a manner that liny is stored J&& . ' Sir .-. , A $5Q0 I1ARN. ovor tho pens nt the sides, and thli spaco is filled directly from a wngoi 'driven through the center alley. The spneo at each sldo of tho allej Is divided up Into separate pens bj tho feed racks nnd each pen hns a sop arate window and door. This glvei Junto AimANQEMENT Off THE BA1UT. plenty of light nnd pormlts ogress tt , ynrds outside. Whllo this barn is onlj ton feet nt the side, It gives ampli storago for hay nnd a largo amount o room without nny wnsto space. Thi cost will not exceed $500. Whitewashing tho Trees. Whitewash mny often bo applied ti fruit trees, especially npplo trees, ti good advantage. For this purpose tht brine mny be slaked In tho usual man ner with cold water, though hot watet Is profernblo for that purpose. By add Ing somo skimmllk to the wash It cni bo mndo to adhere better to the baric To mako It ndhero still better, sornt I neoplo add n thin solution of glue U !ho wash. This whitewash should b( of such n consistency as to be easll) I applied with a spray pump, and tin application should bo mndo In tht spring. It aids In keeping off fungoui diseases and insect pests. Woollens Bhccp. A vnrloty of sheep grown In tho Bar bados Islands Is being Introduced Into tho Southern States under tho dlreo tlon of tho Department of Agriculture Tho breed is claimed to be excellent for the production of mutton. Thi habits resemblo thoso of tho goat great browsers, easy keepers. Tho lac! of wool enables thorn to enduro warn climates without suffering from thi boat Theso shoop aro ,fnwn colot streaked with black, males welghlnj ( about eighty pounds, and females' sor cnty-flvo pounds. -gk ptAf rt pert pe txio fix to itxio ttxto v n j ft ptff fflff rn iM tfXAe trJto r lkLJiL DERANGED NERVES DISTRESSING THOUBLES LEFT ST, VITUS AND GEIP. tVomnn Afflicted for Yonrn by Strang Spell or Numbness nnd Weakness llocovcr J'orfcct llcnltb. When sho wns fourteen years old, Mr, Idn L. Brown had St. Vitus' daiic. Bho finally got ovor tho most uoticenbl features of tho strangonilnient, but WM (till troubled by very uncoinfortnblo son mtions, which sho recently described ai follows : " Ono hnnd, half of my faco, and half of my1 tongue would get cold nnd numb. These feelings would como on, last for about ten minutes, nud then go away,; iovernl times n dny. Besides I would hnvo palpitation of tho heart, nud mjj Btrongth would get so low thnt I coulaj hardly brcatho. As timo went on thoMf Bpells kept coming oftonor nnd growing worse. Tho numbness would somotime4 extend over half my body." " How did you got rid of them?" 'It soemed for along timo ns iflnove could got rid of them. It was not untlj about bix years ngo that I found nromed; 3 that hud virtuo enough in it to reach m; enso. That was Dr.Willmins' Pink PiL for Palo People, nud they hnvo siuco on tiroly cured nio." 41 Did it tnko long to effect n cure? " "No I I hadn't tnkou tho whole of th first box boforo I snw n great improve mont. So I kept on using thorn, growing hotter nil tho time.uutil I hnd tnkon oighl boxes nud thou I wns perfectly well, and! I hnvo remained in good health ova Binco with ono oxcoptiou." "What wns that?" " Oh I. that was when I had tho grlpy I was in bod, undor tho doctor's care,' for two weeks. When I got up I hadj Jreadf ul attacks of dizziness. I had to grasp hold of something or I would fall right down. I was just misorablo, and when I saw tho doctor was not helping mo, I begau to tako Dr. Williams' Pinlj Pills ngniu. In a short timo thoy cured mo of that tronblo too, audi havo uovex had nny dizzy spoils sinco." . Mrs. Brown lives at No. 1705 DoWitt stroot, Mnttoon, Illinois. Dr. Williams' Pink Pills nro without an equal for th rapid aud thorough cure of nervous pros trntiou. Thoy oxpol tho poison left in th system by such diseases ns grip and ar the best of tonics in nil cases of weak ness. They aro sold by overy druggist. FACE LIKE RAW BEEF. Burning: Up with a Terrlblo Itching Kczcma Speedily Cured by Cutlcura. "Tho Cutlcura Remedies cured me of a terrlblo eczema from which I had suffered agony nnd pnln for eight long years, being unablo to obtain any help from the best doctors, and trying many remedies without success. My scalp was covered with scabs and my fac was like a piece of raw beef, my eye brows and lashes were falling out and I felt as If burning up from the ter rible itching and pnln. Cutlcura gnvt me relief the very first dny, and madl a complete cure In n short time. To my great joy, my head and fnco are now. clear and well. Miss Mnry M. Fay, 75 West Main St, Westboro, Mas.' Tbo Thames flows at tho rates off two mi cs a hour. Mra. Window SOOTHING SYRUP foi tUil Jrcn teething, lolteim tbo gums, reduces InfU miiHo .allays pain cares colic, Price 25c bottls. There aro 10,920,000 Germans la the United States. Millions la Oat. Salzer'a New National Oats yielded ftl Mich., 240 bu., in Mo., 255 bu., in N. 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