LOST
ON THE....
VELDT
4 . .
CHAPTER I.
It was ovcnlng a glorious evening,
tuch a8 only tropical countries know.
Tho hot wind that had hlown all day
had now died down, and thero was a
great stillness; hut a pleasant cool
ness in the air mado It delightful after
tho sweltering heat.
There had been no rain for a long
llmo, and tho ground was parchod and
dry. Outside tho protty homestead
tho red sand of tho veldt lay thick and
lino In tho dry grass which covered
tho wagon track. But inBldo tho grass
looked green enough. Perhaps It had
rocolvcd an artificial shower. All
round tho grassy lawn wero flower
bods, mostly of tropical flowers, among
which the succulent bluo illy raised its
long, trumpet-shaped flowers; but
there wero a fow English flowers, too
stately hollyhocks, sweot-scontod
roses, queenly dahlias.
Beyond tho lawn an avenue of blue
gum and black nottlo led to tho veldt
without. Bohlnd tho house, which was
built of stone, and lookod quaint and
protty with a veranda running round
It, roso somo of tho highest peaks of
the Drakonsbcrg. A little to tho left
ran tho river Klip.
On this ovcnlng tho sun, too near
its setting to bo hot now, was shining
right into tho slcopy brown eyes of a
girl who lay full length In tho shado
of a gum-tree, a book on tho grass be
Hldo her. Her head was supported by
a plump llttlo brown hand, and she
was smiling n very happy, contented
fimlle, as If somo happy thought passed
through her mind.
It was a pretty faco, too, with Its
warmth and healthiness of coloring,
its softly-rounded, girlish contour, its
smiling, hnlf-open, red lips, Its clear,
open, childishly smooth forehead, over
which llttlo curls of tho brown hair
shot with ruddy gold camo straying.
Tho half-Bhut, smiling eyes wero very
soft and hnppy just now; but who
could say whether they might not
Bomo day be filled with burning pas
sion, with blinding tears, or with tho
cold, set expression of despair?
"Bluobcll, Bluebell! where are you,
child?"
Tho volco came across tho llttlo
lawn, clear and distinct on the ovcnlng
air; and tho girl, rising up from her
comfortablo position, shook herself,
very much as a wet spaniel might do
after coming out of tho water, and
started at a quick run for tho houso.
A tall, angular, spinster lady Btood
upon tho doorstep.
"What a head, child!" was the salu
tation. "Have you forgotten wo are
to have company tonight?"
"Well, I do bollovo I had," rotorted
tho girl. "Don't bo angry with me,
will you, auntlo? Really I couldn't
holp it. I'll nover, novor do It again.
Now dad's going to bring somo 0110
from Marltzburg, is ho? Who Is it,
auntlo? Not nnyono very great, I hopo
Mr. Rhodos, for Instanco?"
"Don't talk nonsonso, child!" re
turned Miss Elizabeth Leslie "No, no!
It's no one so grent as that, only somo
very rich man, I bollovo, who has
mado his money at Klmberlcy or
somewhere. But run away and dross
yourself, child. I havo a good sup
por ready, ao I hopo your fathor won't
keep us waiting. Ho wished us to havo
dinnor; but why should I? Wo don't
call It dinner when wo are nlono, and
why should wo chango our customs
for strangers?"
"Quite right, auntlo dear." Bluebell
patted hor aunt's bony shoulder with a
gentlo hand. "Besides, likely enough
he's somo coarse, horrid man! They
aro always tho kind that become mil
lionaires. Oh, auntie, I hopo fathor
won't mako a groat friend of htm If he
Ul"
"Wo shall coon seo him, dcarlo, so
thoro's no uso thinking beforehand
what his ways are," said Miss Eliza
berth alio wqh always called Miss
Elizaboth soothingly.
Bluebell ran upstairs to hor own
room, It was a protty llttlo room,
not containing much furntturo, but as
dainty as feminine lingers could mako
It. DtuoboU did not spond all hor ttmo
lying dreamily under tho gum-trco.
Sho had Just donned her pretty white
muslin frock, drawn In at tho waist by
n blue band it was rathor Btrango
that Bluebell should smllo and blush
a llttlo to herself as sho fastonod tho
bluo band when tho sound of horses'
hoofs galloping up tho avonuo drow
her attention. Sho rnn to tho window,
hiding behind tho window curtains.
Presently two rldoro omorged from
tho avenue, and rodo up tho graveled
path to tho houso. Bluebell could seo
thorn distinctly.
Tho first was her fathor. Bluoboll
know him well enough not to requires
to tako a second look at him; yet sho
did tnko a second look.
Adam Leslie, Esq., of Tlnlavorstock,
Scotland, who had emigrated to South
Africa 10 years ago, was n mail of mld
dlo ago, heavily built, stout, and rod
faced, with a heavy chin, a Btubhorn
mouth, and a pair of rathor cold gray
eyes. But Just now his faco was red
der than usual and there was a slight
want of certainty In his gait as ho
iprang from his horso that Bluoboll
tolored to eco.
His companion, tho "rrJHIonalro,"
tvus not at all what Bluob-.il had pic
tured htm, He was an old roan; ho
Jiokod straight-backed and alort, and
m t on his horso with an air of nogll
founo that chowKd hltii a tru boras-
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man. For tho rest, Bluebell could seo
that ho was somowhat dark In com
plexion, wearing a short llttlo peaked
beard; hut she could not seo his faco
distinctly.
Sho went downstairs presently. Her
sitting room was a pleasant npartmont,
with skins of springbok and other wild
animals covering tho floor. A lamp
burned on tho tablo, on which a sump
tuous supper was spread. Tho two men
stood by tho flrcplaco talking.
As Bluebell entered her father
turned.
"Well, my girl, I'm back again, you
sec. Como and kiss me, Bluebell."
Tho girl approached, and tho other
man on tho hearthrug stared at tho
dainty whlto Jlguro as Adam Lesllo
gave her a sounding kiss on tho check.
"You seo I've brought a frlond with
mo, Bluebell. Mr. Moore my daugh
ter, Bluebell."
Mr. Mooro bowed low, Bluebell did
tho same. Sho did not offer her hand,
as her frank custom would naturally
havo led her to do; sho hardly know
why.
"You will remomber your native
country every tlmo you address Miss
Lesllo," 6n Id tho millionaire, turning
to his host.
Adam Leslie laughed uproariously.
Bluoboll felt now quito suro that ho
had been drinking. Ho was usually a
reserved, even taciturn man, stern
enough towards his household; but
alcohol unloosed his tonguo and gavo
him a certain coarso frankness."
"Quite right, quito right, Mr. Mooro!
It was hor mothor gavo hor tho name
a romantic freak; but it serves its
purpose here, and makes us remember
tho poor old 'mlthor' country."
Miss Elizabeth' camo In presently,
and they all sat down to tho abundant
supper. During tho meal the two men
talked, Mr. Mooro quietly and gravely,
In a somowhat rich, sonorous voice;
Mr. Leslie with loud hilarity. Miss
Elizabeth and Bluebell said very little,
and tho latter had a strange, uncom
fortablo consciousness during tho meal
that tho dark, slow-moving eyes of tho
millionaire turned again and again to
her faco. Sbe know not why the look
mado her s!vcr suddenly every time
alio mot It al through her warm, Joy
ous heart and body.
Tho two men talked politics, discuss
ing tho likelihood of Krugcr's yielding
to Britain's demands.
"01 vo In? Not he!" cried Leslie
loudly. "Woll, tho British know what
to do next, that's ono good thing. We'll
swoop tho whole raco of them from tho
earth beforo we've dono with thorn,
or I'm mlstakon, and it's what they
desorvo!"
"If It comes to war, of courso thero
can bo no doubt as to which sldo will
win," said Mr. Moore, more quietly.
"I supposo you havo no friends among
tho Boers or Afrikanders, Mr. Lesllo?"
"Frlonds among such peoplo?" cried
Mr. Leslie. "Not very likely! I would
not ndmlt ono of them Into my houso!"
Bluebell spoko almost for tho first
tlmo. Her volco was Just a llttlo un
steady, as If emotion of somo klud was
stirring It.
"You don't always speak llko that,
fathor. I am sure wo havo never re
eclved anything but kindness from any
of tho Dutch with whom wo camo In
contact. And, besides, thero's a good
deal to bo Bald for their dcslro to rule
their own republic In their own way.
How would wo llko over In tho old
country If forelgnors camo and settled
down among us Frenchmen or Gcr
mans and compelled us to conform
to their customs? They aro only llko
their bravo forefathers In tho tlmo of
William tho Silent."
Her rathor interrupted her with a
loud laugh.
"Doctor Rothes has provided you
with, quite a number of nrgumonts.
Bluoboll. But politics aro quito out
sldo a woman's sphere, my girl, so I
advise you not to tako them up. Eh,
Mr. Moore, Un't that so?"
"I think Miss Lesllo would ovon
mnko a convert of mo," said tho mil
llonntre, bowing gallantly. Again
Bluoboll caught his oyo, and tho look
gavo hor another shiver. "May I ask
he wont on quietly, discussing Miss
Elizabeth's nlo. "who Doctor Rothes
Is?"
"A young Englishman over nt Lady
smith," replied Mr. Lesllo carelessly.
"Wo havo him hero Bomotlmcs. A very
clover young follow quito exception
ally clover; but Just a little quixotic,
you know, ns young fellows nro apt to
be."
"Just so; I understand," Bald Mr.
Mooro quietly. Ho glanced at Blue
boll without appearing to do so, and
saw that tho healthy roso In her
checks had deepened almost Imper
ceptibly In tint, and that her long
lashes drooped over und demurely hid
hor eyos.
Tho millionaire wns to stay at Now
Kelso thus Mr. LcbIIo had nahicd his
farm In memory of tho Scottish town
near which ho had lived nil night
Bluoboll did not feel nearly as hosplti
ablo ns usual.
Now Kelso was a lonely enough
placo, bolng about twolvo miles from
Ladysmlth, the nearest village, and
tho womonfolk Bomotlmes saw no
outsider for tho spaco of many
months; thoy wore, theroforo, all the
more disposed to mako tho most of
any stray ono who did appear.
But Bluboll did not feel that Gerald
Mooro was going to bo any acquisition
A STORY OF THE
BOER CAMPAIGN
IN natala:x
By H. D. Mackenzie
Sho had a vague, groundless dread of I
l 1.1 ,Utin)o.l ,1nnrnr I
"I don't like him," sho said to her
self. "And yet why should I not? Ho
has done nothing to make mo disllko
or distrust him."
Down-stairs tho two men wen? sit
ting together at tho table, a decanter
of Scotch whisky and two glasses be
tween them.
They had been speaking In low
tones; but now, as tho whisky began
to tako effect, Leslie raised his.
"You aro a generous man, Mooro!
he cried. "And you aro In earnest
when you tell mo that this Is the solo
return you ask for your extraordinary
generosity?"
'Tho solo return," Mooro replied. Ho
raised his hands to his lips, and licpt
It thero for a moment; then, dropping
It to his glass, which had stood full be
side him all tho tlmo, though Lesllo
had replenished his several times, ho
added slowly: "But I must havo that
return, Mr. Leslie that and no other.
I havo set my mind upon It"
CHAPTER II. ,
It was a week later.
Bluebell had gone to Ladysmlth,
riding across tho dry, open veldt by
tho wagon-path on hor Buro-footcd llt
tlo horso Rover. Sho was a capital
horse-woman, and nothing daunted
her when In tho saddle.
It was a very hot day, and thorc
wero signs of coming rain, which mado
Bluebell hurry. Her path lay across
tho dry veldt. Coarso, parched grass
and withered shrubs mado it look llko
a desert. Tho road was a bad and nar
row one. It Bwclled and undulated
llko an ocean, now dipping down into
a hollow, now rising to tho height of
a llttlo green-covered kopje. Some
times oho rodo closo to tho river,
which seemed nlmost dry now, so long
had been tho drought; and always sho
kept in sight of tho great frowning
peaks of Drakonsbcrg, abovo which
eagles and vultures circled in their
sky-piercing flight.
Bluebell had messages at Lady
smlth. but it was not of her mes
sages sho was thinking ns she nenred
her destination. Sho was closo to it
at last. Sho saw tho llttlo town nest
ling, as It Bcemed In tho distance, al
most at the bottom of Bulwaan,
though In truth separated from It by
wldo stretches of meadow lands, with
tho Klip winding its course through
them.
Now pho pasacd numerous kopjes of
red earth, Interspersed with shrubs,
botween which grew abundanco of
flowers, whlto Jasmine and climbing
convolvulus, and tho rich glory of red
and yollow bloom clustered thickly on
tho low, dwarf shrubs which covored
tho kopjes.
Bluebell had acquaintances in Lady
smlth. Tho Leslies were pretty well
known in tho country.
Sho was Just turning Into the town
when somo ono emerging from behlni'
n sudden curve camo towards hei
Bluebell started a little and stooped
over Rover, a richer color than exer
cise had brought thero coming Into her
cheeks.
In n few seconds tho now comer was
closo to her, and lifting his big gray
hat from his head, paused by hor
horso. Ho was a young man, perhaps
noarlng thirty, attired In gray khaki,
and with a sunburnt faco which show
ed that ho was oxposed to
nil weather. For tho rest, bo had
been originally a falr-comploxloned
man, with good features and an open,
frank expression. His dark gray eyes
wero clear and steady, but could look
wonderlngly soft and tender. They
did so now, though his expression was
ono of much anxloty as ho held out his
hand. Into which Bluebell put hers
without a word.
(To bo continued.)
HurninVs Amber Mine.
In Burmah amber Is found in a ro
glon difficult of nccess and Jealously
guarded by thoso who havo ovory in
torest in keeping their secret. It is
situated In tho Ilukong valley, sur
rounded on three sides by almost 1m
passablo ranges of mountains, bo that
it Is acccsslblo only from tho south
ncross low hills forming tho watershod
botween tho Chlndwln nnd tho lira
waddy. In ono of these low hill
ranges aro tho famous and mysterious
mines of golden resin. It is obtained
In a vory primitive way. After the
harvest tho diggers go to tho bills,
and selecting a placo where there arj
no pits dug by provlous prospectors,
shape with their swords a small
pointed hoc, n woodon shovol, and a
basket of Bpllt bamboo. With these
thoy mako a holo In tho bluo clap, re
moving tho refuse by means of th
basket, and gradually dccponlng tho
shaft. Throo men work In company-
ono below (tho shaft not bolng larfil
enough for moro than ono nt a time).
whllo tho others hand up tho basket
Tho amber Is found In "pockets
whch nro generally Indicated by
strings of coaly matter appearing in
tho clay. Stray Stories.
Flr-it Clnu In Optic.
"In looking out of doors, do yf i
tlco'how bright Is tho greon of the
grass nnd tho leaves?" askod an cl
derly gentleman of a llttlo girl, whose
homo ho was visiting. "Yes, sir.
"Why docs It appear so mlgh brighter
nt this tlmo?" ho noxt asked, looking
down upon tho bright, sweet face with
tondor Interest. "Bccauso ma had
cleaned tho window, nnd you can sei
out hotter," sho said. Stray Stories.
Tommy's Only WUti.
"What would you llko best tomor
row, Tommy, on your birthday?" "I'd
llko to seo tho school burnt down," ro
plied tho lad.
A TVTTNnTT (W TCTCYS
VA 1 W i --
From the pitch black Interior of the
freight elevator Molllo Carton re
viewed the situation.
It was worth reviewing, being, at
situations go, unique.
In tho first place, no young woman
of sound mind sits In a freight ele
vator at midnight attired in a dinner
gown as a mere pastime. Add to this
the fact that the painfully new ana
unyielding ropes by which the lift was
propelled wero being pulled upon
by the clerk from tho neighboring
drug store awakened from a sounu
sloop for tho purpose and it will
readily be seen that something un
usual had happened In the Carton
family.
At that moment when tho drug
clerk was pulling Molllo with infinite
pains toward the fifth floor, rear, of
the apartment building In which tho
Cartons had tho pleasure of residing,
Mrs. Carton sat wringing her nanus
nnd calling upon heaven to savo her
child upon tho front stairs. To bo ex
act, it was upon tho first step of tho
fourth 'JIght of stairs she sat. Which
should mako it evident to everybody
that sho wns conducting her lamenta
tion Just outsldo hor own door. Sho
sat outsldo not from choice, but be
cause she couldn't help herself.
In short, sho was locked out And
so was Molllc.
So was tho drug clerk, for that mat
ter, but tho fifth apartmont In tno
Brunhllda," not bolng his abiding
place, ho did not tnko It to heart as
Mrs. Carton did. Having known tho
Cartons for only twenty minutes, his
Interest In the matter was as yet
quasi-professional.
But perhaps it would bo better to
begin at the beginning.
Bo It known, then, that Mrs. Carton
and her daughter bad been giving a
llttlo dinner that evening. Tho guests
had stopped on rather late, and tho
Janitor, after tho manner of his kind,
having put tho lights out early. Mol
llo stepped Into the hall to light tho
gas, that her friends might find their
way down tho winding stairs in com
fort. Mrs. Carton followed her, and
togethor they sped tho parting diners.
Whllo they wero thus engrossed, tho
door their own treacherous front
door Impelled by a slight draft, or by
what somobody has called tho total
depravity of lnanlmato things, clicked
eharply shut They both turned
quickly, but it wns too late. Tho latch
bad done Its worst
Their maid had departed immediate
ly after serving, to a ball, Intending
to spend the night with her sister. Mr.
Carton was out of town on a business
trip. So thero was no hopo of success
from within.
It was obviously impossible to go to
a hotel attired in their evening frocks.
Besides, thoy had no money. Thoy
knew no ono in tho building. Their
friends all lived nt a distance. Their
guosts wore already beyond reach,
Mrs. Carton entertained a mental vis-
Ion of a night spent upon tho street,
or at best in a drafty hallway. Sho
sank down upon tho stairs, overcome.
c!io also wept
But Molllo was young, and youth is
ever resourceful. Also, sho had u koon
sense of humor. Although sho didn't
daro let her mother know it, sho was
amused. At all events, tho situation
savored of adventuro, and an oppor
tunlty for adventuro Is not to be light
ly disregarded, even It It does Involve
a llttlo discomfort Sho patted her
mother's shoulder soothingly.
"Thero, thero. Don't cry, dear. Tho
Janitor is suro to havo a skeleton key.
11 run, down and get it."
But tho Janitor hadn't any such
thing. Moreover, ho resented being
disturbed. He was a hard-working
man, ho said, and a night's Bleep was
about all ho got out of Ufo aside from
three meals dally. Why didn't tho
young lady go wako up tho landlord
Landlords had an easy time. All thoy
had to do was collect rents. They
wero Just mado to bo waked up. Thoy
liked it.
Fortunately tho landlord lived
across tho street So, wrapping Mrs
Janitor's shawl about her, Molllo went
forth to wako tho landlord.
Notwithstanding his ront-collcctlng
habit, tho landlord seemed to share
the Janitor's views on tho subject of
sleep. He hadn't a duplicate key, ho
Informed her, attor at last ho had been
Awakened and appeared at an upper
window. Ho seemed to Mollle to gloat
over the fact. Ho Intimated that his
business was renting apartments, not
tMnnlng other people's domestic af
fairs.
But can't you suggest something?"
Mollle cried, desperately. "Wo must
got In, you know.
Ho suggested tho drug clerk on tho
corner, who had a big bunch of keys,
might bo ablo to open tho door, and
then he shut tho window.
Tho drug clerk was asleep, too, and
hard to rouse, but at last opened tho
door wide. Upon perceiving a young
woman, howovcr, he shut it ngaln
quickly, that his disheveled condition
might not bo too apparent, leaving,
however, a track wldo enough for con
versatlonal purposes.
"Glvo mo your prescription," he
Bald, extending a hand through the
aperture. "I'll turn up tho light as
soon as I get In tho back room, and
you can como In and Bit down."
It was harder than she thought It
would bo to explain her errand. Mot
llo's tonguo Deemed to cleavo to the
root of her mouth. Sho experienced
difficulty in breathing.
"I It It isn't a prescription," sho
gasped.
"01" said the clerk.
It was all ho said, but it sounded
llko more to Mollle. She know it
meant more.
"I that Is, we my mother and I,
you know aro In great trouble
"0! courso, I understand," said the
drug clerk, Instant sympathy la his
taaa.
"What docs ho understand?" thought
Mollle wildly.
"Don't you know your physlclan'a
telephone number?" ho went on. "I'll
call him up right away."
"It Isn't Illness. It really isn't any
thing in your line of business. Wo ar
Just locked out."
Mollle blurted it out at last. Sho
heaved a llttlo sigh of relief and hur
ried on.
"Our landlord said you had a big
bunch of keys and wero very clever
about about such things. And I
hoped you'd help us, ,so I ventured to
wake you. It really Is a serious mat
ter, or I wouldn't have dreamed of dis
turbing you."
Thero was a tremble in her volco
that convinced the drug clork. It was
the same tremblo that won f.uo land
lord. Moreover, sho was young nnd
ho was young. And ho did happen to
possess a good temper.
"I ought not to leavo tho store," ho
said. "Trouble for mo If I get caught
Is it near?"
"Just around tho corner," Molllo
hastened to assure him.
"Walt a minute, then, until I get
dressed, and I'll como with you."
It seemed a long tlmo before ho
emerged, Jingling his bunch of koys,
but ho really mado a hasty toilet To
gether they repaired to Mollie's flat,
and tho clerk tried his best to unlock
tho door, but failed. Then Molllo sug
gested tho freight elevator.
You know there Is a sliding door
in our kitchen where wo tako tho gro
ceries and things oft tho elevator.
Mary nover locks It I havo to do that
every night the last thing. So it la
suro to bo open. And It's quito a largo
door. I'm sure I could crawl through
It."
Then sho turned to tho drug clerk
deprecatlngly.
"I'm afraid I'm heavy and tho ropes
nro stirr. But do you suppose you
could pull mo up on tho elevator?"
Tho Janitor's wlfo'B shawl had
slipped off by this tlmo, and Molllo
looked so protty that It would havo
taken a far more seasoned youth than
tho drug clork to withstand her, espe
dally when sho plead.
"I'm suro I can," ho answered
valiantly. "It's a good plan."
But Mrs. Carton refused to seo In it
anything but her daughter's doom.
"You'll bo killed," sho sobbed. "And
then what will your father say?"
Molllo and tho clork descended to
tho basement, which, of courso, was
dark, but fortunately tho drug clerk
had a match. They found tho elovator
after a short search. It wasn't a largo
elevator, but Molllo squeezed herself
in and sat like a quarter-opened Jack
knife, her head bumping tho top of tho
elevator and her elbows resting on her
knees. It wasn't comfortable. As tho
machlno reached tho first floor n volco
startled them both. It seemed to como
from abovo them.
"Miss Carton," It said, "your door Is
open. Mrs. carton, woum uko you 10
como upstairs."
'What!" exclaimed Molllo and tho
drug clerk In the same breath.
"How did it happen?"
But tho volco vouchsafed no ex
planation.
It was an easy matter to drop tho
elevator tho few feet it had ascended.
Molllo scrambled out Sho and tho
drug clerk ran upstairs. Mrs. Carton
met them at their door beaming. A
tall, athletic-looking young fellow
stood besido her.
"My dear," sho said, "let mo present
Mr. Moore, who has so kindly, I might
say bravely, helped us out of our di
lemma."
"But how?" demanded Mollle, heed
less of conventions. "How In tho
world did he do It?"
"Very .simple, I assuro you, Mis3
Carton," said tho deliverer.
"0, my dear, he ran a most fearful
risk!" exclaimed her mother.
"I happened to be one of the bach
elors that keep houso Just across tho
hall from you," contlnuod tho deliver
er. "I camo homo lata and found Mrs.
Carton sitting outside our door In
deepest distress. I naturally asked If
I could bo of aorvlce. And then
"And then. Molllo." Interrupted Mrs.
Carton, "ho went into his kitchen nnd
opened his door in tho elovator shaft
opposlto to ours, pried ours opon with
an umbrolln, nnd swung across that
awful chasm right Into our kitchen.
Wasn't that splendid!"
Mrs. Carton stopped, out of breath.
Jack Mooro laughed.
"For a man with a Yalo Hold day or
two back of him It wsa nothing at all,"
ho said.
But Molllo looked Impressed.
Tho drug clork saw It and know that
his brief moment was past It had
been exciting whllo It lasted. Miss
Carton was charming. Ho had never
como so near to a girl of hor class bo
foro. But ho was glad ho knew
enough to reallzo that it was over.
Mrs. Carton and Molllo both begged
him to como In and have some sup
per. Molllo even said sho'd do some
thing on tho chafing dish for bin. But
ho declined. Ho said hi baA to get
back to the etoro.
As he bathed his smarting hands
with hamamells in tho safo haven of
tho prescription room ho Indulged in
few bitter thoughts. Ho remom- .
bered how pretty Miss Carton was
Mooro thought so, too. Ho knew by
tho way ho looked at her. At this
moment tho Yale man was probably
consuming tho rarebit that he, tho
drug clerk, had really carnod.
Tho acho where his hands wero
scraped by tho ropes seemed to grow
worse.
"It's a deucedly unequal world," ho
decided.
PREACHED IN SHIRTSLEEVES.
Kentocklan Thought the Kplscopal Tre-
lata n Paln Man.
Not long ago Illshop Dudloy of Ken
tucky went to preach In n llttlo town
In tho western part of tho Btate, whoro
thero nro no Episcopal churches, and
only ono, In fact, of any other denomi
nation. Tho peoplo nro unfamiliar
with any but tho plainest and mot
slmplo church servlco and entirely un
accustomed to tho vestments which tho
Episcopal flergy wear. Tho pastor of
tho "onlyhurch,"a good.consclontlous,
narrow minded man, hearing that tho
bishop was coming on a certain Sun
day to preach nt tho courthouse, told
somo of tho "pillars" of hla congrega
tion that ho hoped thoy would not dex
sert tholr own church to hear tho
Episcopal service. On tho appointed )
Sunday what was tho pastor's surprlso"""
to notice half of hia flock absent, and
upon Inquiry ho learned that tho court
houso was thronged with tho villag
ers. Tho noxt day ho mot ono of his
chief supporters, whoso accustomed
scat had been vacant nt tho weekly
service, and tho pastor questioned him
ns to his whereabouts on Sunday. Tho
man replied that "ho had gono to hear
Bishop Dudloy. "What!" replied tho
clergyman. "Desert mo to hear that
pompous prelate!" "You're mistaken
in tho man," answered tho culprit.
"Bishop Dudley Is no pompous pre
late. He preached in his shirtsleeves."
Louisvlllo Courier-Journal.
NAPOLEON ON WELLINGTON.
"General Who Commit! Fewest Faults
I Greatest."
From O'Meara's "Talks with Napo
loon" In tho Century: "I asked him If
ho thought Lord Wellington merited
the reputation he had gained ns a gen
eral. Ho Bald: 'Cortalnly; I think ho
doos. Ho Is a very excellent general,
and possessed of great firmness amt--talont,
but ho has not yet dono as
much as somo others. Ho has not con
quered upon so largo a scale.' I ob
served that ho had shown great Judg
ment and caution lattorly, but that at
first ho had been too precipitate In ad
vancing Into Spain. Ho said that ho
had shown a groat deal of ability in
tho campaign of Spain. 'It Is Impos
sible,' Bald he, 'for man not to commit
somo faults. Wo aro all liable to It
and tho general who commits tho fow
cst in number is tho greatest general,
and ho has cortalnly committed as fow
as any one.' I then observed that still
ho was scarcely to bo equaled to him
self. 'Why, certainly,' said ho; 'he haa
not dono so much as I havo done. Ho
has not conquered kingdoms In the
manner I have done, but ho Is an ex
cellent general. His operations havo
not been upon so groat a scale.' "
Dangers of Night Parties.
"I abominate night parties for chil
dren," Bald a prominent city physi
cian recently, whllo speaking of the
caro of tho young, "and I bollovo overyJ-
physlclan does. It Is not so much tho
cxposuro nnd the eating in the night,
but tho breaking Into tho sleep habit.
Equally bad Is It for children to study
In tho evening. It gorges their brains
with blood, and If they sleop they
dream. I had a llttlo patient of 12
years who was wasted and norvous,
and whoso dreams wero filled with
problems. It was a marvel and a prldo
to his parents that tho youngster
worked out hard problems In his sleop
such as ho failed to master when
awake. But ho camo near his final
problem. I locked up his books at 4
o'clock. Ho must not touch ono after
supper; he must play and romp and
then go to bed. Ho is now robust
You cannot emphasize too strongly tho
l..l,nf nt nl. II nUlil nhi.1t.
Three Kinds of Urltlsli Colonies.
Great Britain has thrco general
classes of colonics. Those controlled
entirely by tho homo government nro
crown colonics, and their funds and
la-vs aro managed by tho administra
tion, which docs as It pleases. A sec
ond class has what Is called represen
tative government In such tho crown
retains tho veto power nnd controls i.
tho public officers. Thoso of tho third t"
class havo responsible government In
such colonics the crown has no con
trol over any public officer except that
it appoints the governor and retains
Its veto on legislation.
LoiiR-IIalreJ anil Sliort-IIulroil.
The following story is told by Dr.
Pentecost. Tho incident is said to
have taken placo In tho Boston tnber
naclo. An usher camo In and said:
"Thoro Is a man without who wishes to
sco you." "Woll," said Moody, "I
havo no tlmo to sea him now," "But,"
replied tho uhcr, "ho says he must
seo you on Important business." "What
kind of a mm Is ho?" "Oh, ho Is a tall,
thin man, with long hair." "That Bot
tles It," uald Moody; "I don't want to
sco any long haired men or ahort
halrcd women."
tyulte TJp-to-Date.
She Is cur physician of tho now,
or old wmool? He Ths newest, I flfu-'
llevo. She What Is Ms dlstlngulBhv.
Ing peculiarity? He Small dn.'irfl tV4 JT
bis fetfs.
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