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to slth.
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to vote,
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Bis aimless race grow firmer. Said the neigh
boro; “1 declare!"
His lather took his hand, hlo mother beamed
her pride;
The winter day ho marched on av a foolish
maiden cried.
Full fifty folks forgot their sn»ers; full flfty
roughly o note
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With friendly slap the back that boro bis army
overcoat.
He sent his parents letters they wore long In
making out.
Ho was faithful se a sentry; In the fight his
hrtrt was stent.
The day ho saved the captain's Ufo, that day
ho lust his own,
And spoke some manly parting words, and
died without u groan.
Tho captain closed his eyollds with a choking
In tho throat.
And sent him to his mother in hts army over
coat
The meeting-house was crowded full upon hfs
bcr.al day,
And scores and ecoros passed down tho alslos
to see him a, ho lay.
The foolish maidon noticed on his hand a ring
o! bone.
The Union shield cut on It, and wished It were
her own;
And alter prayer, and hymn, and speech, and
war time anecd to.
The earth received tho soldier and his army
overcoat.
And now, when Decoration day comes round,
a flag they put
Above his head, and deck his grave with flow
ers from head to foot
And here his worn old father and hts mother
bowed with years.
Stand aadly by and listen to the chaplain's
voice with tears
An an anolent, foolish maiden sees before her
memory Host
The vision of a soldier In an army overcoat
—Mrs Goorge Archibald In
Judge.
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CHAPTER X—Continued.
Without a look baok, he opened
the front door and went out. Iio
stole on tiptoe to the gate, and
closed it silently behind him. Then
he walked swiftly to, the “Grey
hound.” where, already during the
day. he had ordered his dog-cart and
horse to be kept ready for him.
The animal was fresh and swift and
traveled over the eighteen miles of
smooth road In something under an
hour and a half.
The servants at The Boltons had
been accustomed to see Mr. Wall ar
rive and go away again at all sorts
of hours, and bearing all sorts of ar
ticles. They naturally made no at
tempt to follow him upstairs, nor to
watch his actions in his employers'
rooms. •
At one o'clock that night the
stoaraor “Josephine” sailed from St.
Katharine's docks for Boulogne.
Among Its passengers was a pug
nosed man, who. In spite of the
balmy warmth of the summer night,
had his face half hidden in a muffler.
That gentleman was Mr. Edward
Wall.
Mr Edward Wall was at that mo
ment the proud possessor of nearly
fifty thousand pounds in notes of the
Hank of England and the Bank of
• France, and of a notinsiguiheautsum
In golden sovereigns and napoleons.
in the meantime the fuses at Reo
den Lodge wore burning slowly.
CHAPTER XI.
Nearly a month had elapsed since
tbo operation was performed on Her
bert. and the great surgeon’s predic
tions of success had been amply just
ified The wound had closod again,
and a healthy flush was spreading
over the previously palo face.
For nearly a month the young man
had not seeu a soul except Sir William
or his attendant; he had not sot eyes
on a hook or newspaper; he had writ
ten no letters, nor received any.
Not a disturbing sound of the quter
world had penetrated to his place of
self-appointed confinement, and
whether he were north, east, west,
or south of London, ho knew not.
As his bodity strength increased,
the traces of his once-lost raontal
faeult • returned. Scenes cl his
childhood that had been shrouded as
by a dark veil shot into the light of
memory with refreshing sweetness.
Ho again remembered his father, of
whose appearance he had retained
uo recollection, and the kindly,
lovely face of his dead mother smiled
at him again. He remembered the
gladsome days at Chauncey Towers,
his boyish gambols, his intercourse
with lads of his own age, and over it
all beamed the contented approval of
a happy mother. Then came hi*
-schooldays, his combats at Eton, and
his youthful love for the pretty girl
who bad since blossomed into the
stately Lady Evelvne.
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AH this welled like a limpid
stre-iro. cool and refreshing-. There
was llttlo that Iarred. and but here
and there a sad memory left a darkish
spot unon an otherwise fair page.
’ He had been thinking of Lady
Kvelyne—what a handsome wife she
- would make, what a distinguished
sharer of his honors and bis titles,
a partner in life to be proud of.
Yet there was something that failed
to touch his heart about her image.
She seemed cold and flighty, and tier
professions were thin as air, a very
butterfly of thoughtless buoyaney: a
beautiful moth whose wings might,
bo torn and soiled by a rough touch.
Then another face would dawn
upon him in the haze of his en
: wrapping dreams. A rosy, pretty,
lovable, kissable face, with pouting
cherry Ups, and dimpled cheeks, with
big. softly-beaming, tender blue eyes:
a sweet face—a face that glowed
wi*h womanly life and womanly
truth; a face, the sight of which
made his blood flow faster and his
fctj finger-ends tingle, and made him
retfcember that he was a man. He
might have admired a dozen Lady
Evelynes, and passed them coldly by,
but Lucy's face had the magic
charm of hot and budding woman
hood upon him and as he traced,
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line by line, the familiar face, and
blessed the stars that had sent such
an angel across hjs path.' -• *»■ - *
On a sudden, he came to think that
he did not know how or whore he
had first met hor, and the fierce of*
fort of recollection became a source
of fatigue to him. He passod a day
or two In this stato of perplexing
doubt, and as ho did not know where
to commence, the .pieturo that
formed itself before his eyes was
always vague and shapeless.
Then a desire, sharp and strong,
asserted itself. He wanted to soo
Lucy; he wanted to read the secret
of his part in her eyes; ho wanted
Lucy herself to furnish the key that
would unlock the mysterious shrino.
Ho was not aware that Lucy was
in tho house. On tho very morning
of the day on which the Maclanes
completed tho actual labor of their
fiendish task, Sir William Cuthbert
son paid a visit to Tho Nost.
Tho surgoon was vastly pleased
with the progross his patient had
made, and roplied to tho latter’s in
sistant prayor for renewed communi
cation with tho outer world with a
reassuring smile.
“All in good time, my lord,” the
medico said. “Wo must be sure to bo
able to walk before being allowed to
run.”
“But think of it, Sir William,” tho
young man whimpered. “I’ve been
here a month without seeing even
Miss Maclane.”
“Do you really wish to seo Miss
Maclano?" the surgeon asked.
“Would it contont you to see Miss
Mao lane?”
Young Cleve drew up his eye
brows, us if in amazement at the
question.
“Do I really wish to see Miss
Maclano?” ho repeated. “Why, Sir
William, if you had been left like
myself, without speaking to a soul
who looks as though he had a soul,
don’t you think it would please you
to speak to a pretty girl, you know,
who would do anything in the world
to serve you ?”
“Now. now, now," the medical ad
viser remonstrated. "This will never
do. Wo are gotting enthusiastic,
and we are not strong enough for
that kind of thing yet. ‘Slow and
sure’ must bo our motto.”
“Don’t you think you’re a little
too cautious. Sir William?” Herbert
pleaded. His eyes brightened, and
he looked the old gentleman in the
face. “Do send to London for Miss
Maclane,” ho continued. “I would
bo pleased if you would.”
"Well,” replied the surgeon,
“since we are so obstinate on this
point, science, 1 suppose, will have
to overstep the bounds of caution
and to be unusually lenient. Now. if
you can got yourself to imagine that
Miss Maclane is living with you at
this very moment, injthls very house
—to imagine only, mind you—just
at the other side of this door, for
instance, and if you think you can
accustom your mind to this imagined
state of things for a whole day, I
may send Miss Maclano to you this
evening, and I may allow you, if the
night is fine, to have a walk with
her in the garden. ”
The young man grasped both Sir
William’s hands and shook them
heartily.
••Thank you, Sir William,” he ex
claimed, “thank you!”
The rest of that day was one long
stretch of expectant excitement to
him. lie was to see Lucy. The
thought brought back the vigor of
his early love, and banished every
flickering breath of his affection for
Lady Evelync. Lucy stood again
before his mind’s eye, and as he was
sitting by his open window in tbe
cool and breezy summer evening,
with his gaze fixed on the cascades
of tho greenory on the old wall oppo
site, that homely background changed
to a giant rock reaching skywards
hundreds of yards, with the blue of
tho heavens gleaming above. A sim
ple rude log hut nestled against the
side of tho rock, and a primitive
road, overgrown with moss and
weeds, ran in frqnt of it
Ho was there He remembered
that very well. He was dressed in
tho buckskin hunting shirt, and the
fringe-edged buckskin trousers of the
frontiersman; a broad-brimmed folt
hat shaded his bronzed face; his feet
wore encased jn moccasins, and ho
sat on a horse that wascomparisoned
with a Mexican saddle and trappings.
And Lucy was there. How well
ho remembered her • now. How well
he. remembered that sun-bonnet and
that homely gown. He remembered
how his heart had gone out to that
pretty face at first sight. He remem
bered how he had said a few dainty
nothings to the girl, and had ridden
away mountainward. Where had he
ridden to? Here tho picture became
confused again, and memory declined
to servo him.
tie walked up and down his room,
ar.d with the soft air bathing his
face he became more composed. He
made another effort. Fred Ashland
appeared to him, dressed in a mix
ture of the garb in which ho had
seen him only a month back, and of
that in use among the mountaineers.
It was Fred Ashland, and it was not
Fred Ashland—there was something
perplexing about the man—and Fred
Ashland received him cheerily, and
told him that he had found gold and
; that he required his help.
On a sudden the remembrance of
Dick Ashland's- letter, but lately in
his hand, flashed across his mind,
and tho scene stood revealed to him,
! distinct and clear.
| “Great heavens!" he cried, “that’s
{ Dick Ashland! Dick Ashland! Dick
i Ashland! The man who has never
| been heard of again—the man who
I found the gold—the brother, and tho
living image of that man who came
to me the other day.
He sank into his arm-ohair, and
sat there stonily, tapping the floor
with his foot But Lucy’s face
gleamed again in the blue twilight,
and.ho remembered that, in a few
moments, he was to shake her hand,
to assure himself again of her kindly
sympathy, of her love.
The expectation soothed his anx
iety, and loft him hopeful and bright
IIo waited, as he thought, for an
hour or more, and then ho thought
another hour had passed. Sir Will
iam had promised that ho should seo
Lucy that night, and Lucy had not
yet come.
The last gleams of day had sunk in
a flood of amber light behind the
troo-tops, and night had settled over
the scene with soft and pearly blues.
Herbert was still thinking of the
woman ho loved, and who loved him
so well, when the door of his room
opened nois'olesslv, and—yes—there
was Lucy, stretching out both her
hands to him, her face a little paler
and a littlo sadder than when he had
last seen it, but still as lovely and
as sweet as ever. There was the
warmth of surpassing joy about their
mute greeting, and for a few mo
ments, they stood looking into each
other’s eyes, while a silent tear ran
down Lucy’s face.
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
Winged Animal*.
A French naturalist has shown that
tho wing area of flying animals varies
from about forty-nino square feet
per pound of weight in the gnat and
five square foot in the swallow to half
a square foot per pound of weight in
the Australian crane, which weighs
twenty-one pounds and yet flics well.
If we were to adopt the last or small
est proportion a man weighing 168
pounds would require a pair of
wings each of them fourteen feet
long by three feet broad, or double
the area of an ordinary room door,
to carry him, without taking into
account the weight of the wings
themselves. To pick out other aerial
instances, it may not bo generally
known that a frigate bird can travel
at tho rate of 100 miles an hour by
chronograph and live in the air a
week at artime, day and night, with—
out touching a roost; that large and
heavy birds can remain almost mo
tionless in air for hours without
flapping their wings; that birds can
exert continuously about three times
the horse power per pound of weight
that man can and about the same
amount more than a horse can. The
energy given out by birds is. in fact,
weight for weight, unparalleled in
nature.
Old Chat • and Trunks.
Old chests and trunks have a high
value as curios, and are largely taken
by the dealers in the like. As paper
was costly in the eighteenth century,
many such articles were lined with
newspapers then current, and, if the
pleasantries of the period are to be
trusted, with rejected manuscripts.
A curious old trunk with pentagonal
ends recently turned up in the shop
of a dealer in old furniture. It still
boro a weather-stained card, showing
that its last delivery had been to
somebody in Pearl street. It was
lined with a Philadelphia newspaper
of 1773, and the pages exposed bore
the tax list of that year in pounds,
shillings and pence.
Sugar Cane In the Madeira Inland*.
The sugar cane was introduced in
to the Madeira islands in 1125, and
in 1498 the annual product exceeded
4,000,000 pounds. The introduction
of sugar cane into tho West Indies,
however, destroyed tho industry, and
grape culture took the place of the
sugar cane until 1852, when the phyl
loxera nearly swopt all the vines out
of existence. The sugar cane is
again being cultivated and last year
600.000 pounds were made. The
supply will always be limited, be
cause the cane cannot bo profitably
cultivated at a higher elevation than
1.000 feet.
Expedition In tho Police Court,
A Brooklyn police judge fined 120
prisoners #1 each for drunkenness
the other day in bulk. They were
brought into the court, the judge
asked anyone not guilty to speak up.
Nobody spoke, the fine was assessed
and the judge had left the court
room, all' bef'-e 8 o’clock in the
morning. 'Du* reason for this expe
dition was that the prisoners were
all crowded into one small pen and it
seemed inhuman to hold them in such
discomfort till the regular session of
the court.
An Important Decision.
“George, dear,” said Mrs. George,
“Am I to have a sealskin sacque this
winter?"
••Well, I guess not,” said George.
“Do you want to go to prison?”
“Prison!”
“Certainly. Didn’t you know that
this Behring sea decision has made
it a penal offonse to buy or sell seal
skins.—Truth.
Th® lteal Thing.
Mrs. Morris—I’m going to have
some company this evening. Can
you make the punch, Collins?
Butler, reproachfully — Can Oi
make a punch. Mrs. Morris?
“But can you make a good punch,
Collins?”
“Lave it to me, mum. Oi’ll make
yez a punch that'll knock’m out iD
three rounds. ”
And Glut® m High!
“John,” said the editor, “never
throw a man down stairs again while
there’s a window handy.”
“Why not, sir?”
“Why not? Just suppose his head
had bursted that glass door!”—At
lanta Constitutioa
A Good Kxcuse.
“My youngest son is 12 years old
to-day, and I am puzzled to know
what profession he should adopt ”
“Why don’t you matce him a cash
ier?”
“Ob, no.
traveling.”
Uo doesn’t like railroad
THE FARM AND HOME.
WHY EVEN THE BEST OF POTA
TOES DEGENERATE.
More Care In Selecting Seed Potatoes la
a Crying Necessity—Plant Life and
l.and Growth—Farm Life—Farm Notes
and Rome Hints.
Why Potatoes Ran Oat.
It is a common complaint of farm
ers that potatoes do not show the
vitality and vigor they used to do.
Varieties that endured thirty or
forty years, as the old Mercer or
Noshannock, have long since entirely
disappeared, though now varieties
greatly resembling them have been
reproduced from seed. Even so re
cent a potato as the Early Rose is
not what it once was. Those that
produce best now are not descendants
by cuttings from the'original stock,
but have been reproduced from seed,
says the Market News
I his tendency to rapidly degener
ate dates from about the time the
potato bug made its appearance. It
was most pronounced as it affected
late potatoes. The year before the
potato beetle became very numerous
we grew Peachblow and Peerless po
tatoes in the same field. It was a
good crop of each, upward of 200
bushels per acre of Peachblow and
about 300 of Peerless, the latter va
riety being then new and growing
more vigorously than it ever has
since. Late in the season some po
tato bugs got on one corner of the
Peachblow patch. It was after the
vines of other varieties had died
down, and the bugs did some iniury
before they were discovered. The
yield of the potatoes did not seem
affected, as the bugs came so late in
the season. Mot much harm was
thought to be done, but the next
season a few of the Peerless potatoes
and more of the Peachblow variety,
came up weak, and made only a
spindling growth, in two or three
years thereafter, the Peachblow va
riety became wholly unreliable and
was scarcely grown at all.
There can be little question that
any injury to potato foliage during
growth results in some deterioration
of the vigor and vitality of its Beed.
It is inevitable where bugs exist
that they should do some damage to
the leaf. If poisoned when very
small they are obliged to eat some
of the foliage to get at the poison.
Sometimes, too, the poison itself is
used so freely that it burns the leaf.
ThiB, of course, is just as bad as to
have foliage eaten by the larvrn.
Potatoes grown thus do not ripen as
they should. When dug their skins
slip as those of new potatoes da
The potatoes have to lie in pits in
the field thinly covered to dry out,
In this unripe condition they are,
of course, more exposed to rot. We
may say, indeed, that if potatoes can
be ripened early and properly in the
field, loss from rot would be unknown.
As the potatoes have mostly got
their growth, the common idea is
that it does not make much differ
ence how severely their tops are
eaten down. So long, however, as
frosts leave the leaves alive, they
are building up and developing the
tubers. In the old Peachblow a good
deal of growth was made after the
leaves were frosted, from the sap in
their stalks. The late crop of bugs
prevents this. It is, therefore, as
important for future crops that this
late crop of bugs be destroyed as it
is for the present that the early bugs
bo poisonod. Not only .do the late
bugs threaten greater dangers to the
crop next spring, but they decrease
the ability of the potato to resist
them.
More care needs to be taken in se
lecting seed, potatoes. It will usual
ly be found that the potato beetle
leaves uninjured the most vigorous
sappy vines. Instinct teaches it to
lay its eggs chiefly on those vines of
slender growth. Yet at digging time
those poor hills may contain one or
more good-looking, marketable tu
bers that in a bin would bo naturally
selected for seed. The only way to
guard against poor or missed hills
next year is to select seed while the
crop is growing, keeping off all bugs
and taking the best and smoothest
tubers from hills that give the larg
est yields.
The Life of a Farmer.
An old farmer gives some hints in
a letter to an exchange that may be
useful to our readers. He says: “I
have been a farmer all my life,
which is over fifty years, and love it
for what can be made out of it. Ido
not mean dollars and cents entirely,
but real, genuine happiness, con
tentment and independence—the
noblest occupation *our Maker ever
designed for man.’ I think what
makes so many get disheartened is
the hard work, before daylight and
after dark, and also on stormy days.
No need of it now, with all of our
improved machinery. Do your work
in season. Don’t try to cultivate
too many acres. Make all around
attractive and neat. Have a place
for everything, and put it there
when you are done using it Keep
up your fences, and gather up the
old lubbish. Mow and trim up the
weeds and brush around your fences
and buildings. Make your home
pleasant, indoors as well as out.
Have plenty of good books and
papers. ”
Plant Life and Land Growth.
I have made the life of plants a
study for forty years. While at the
world’s fair 1 interviewed many
foreign horticulturists and agricul
turists and in my opinion the Japa
nese know most about these subjects.
They are now dwarfing all trees
and fruits without budding or graft
ing and I believe I partly understand
their mode
It is my opinion that by producing
trees by grafting and budding, and
potatoes by tubers instead ot from
tbe seed, we unsex the plants and
trees, which will sooner or later de
stroy them by disease, that is, finally
impair their vigor and vitality to
such an extent as to finally fall to
produce fruit.
There are three tests of the vital
ity of a tree, the roots, the wood and
the seed. All are shown in the
peach, apple and pear; viz, borers,
yellows and blight and other tree
diseases.
Our whole system of fertilization
of land is erroneous. So long as
land is covered, shaded by plants
and trees, it grows richer and more
productive. On the other hand it is
impoverished by exposure to sun, to
wind and to washing. Productive
land grows, has organs like plants
and trees, absorbs, grows by layer
upon layer just as a tree lays on
layers of wood- All the growth and
productiveness comes from the air.
True, the rocks disintegrate by the
action of air and water and adds to
the power of the soil to absorb and
| retain moisture, and in both hot and
' severe cold to hold an equal temper
| ature. thus preventing sudden chan
ges like the clothes on our bodies.
Plants and trees get all from the
atmosphere, nothing from the earth.
Leaves are full of pores, roots and
bark have none, and if they absorb
| anything it must be gas, not water
or vapor. The test ot productive
land is physical not chemicaL Land
that absorbs most water and holds
it longest is best. Sap does not cir
culate, it flows down not up There
is no digestion or assimilation.—
John C. Bender in Colman’s Rural
World.
Farm Notes.
Eight pounds of bran a day fed to
the cows, even when they are on
good pasture, will pay.
Sweet cream butter does not please
tho average consumer as well as but
ter from ripened cream.
A spring, or weight and pulley, on
the cow stable door is a good invest
ment, as it insures against accident
ally leaving it open some cold night.
There are still some people who
think that in days gone by when there
were none of the modern methods of
butter making, the butter was just
as good as now. Not as a rule,
friends, if ever.
Putting a horse upon the market
unbroken and trying to get a good
price for it, says a writer, is like
putting green lumber on sale and ex
pecting tho value of the seasoned
and finished product.
An average yield of black raspber
ries is about seventy-five to eighty
bushels; red raspberries, seventy;
blackberries, 100 bushels per acre,
according to the estimates of Profes
sor Bailey of the Cornell experiment
station.
Beans alter thrashing should not
be stored in large quantities, as they
are liable to sweat and mold; it is
well to spread them in a dry room
for a time, and then put them in
sacks to prevent the generation of
moisture.
A very handy truck for moving
barre's of grain, vegetables, etc.,
may be made by framing together
two pieces of Sx3 scantling and
three strips of planks, so as to form
a platform three feet long and two
feet wide, and resting the same upon
four piano casters.
A Kansas fruit grower says that
corn is undoubtedly by far the best
crop for an orchard that can be
grown as it breaks the wind and the
trees grow up straight. Insects, as
a rule, will not trouble a tree when
there is plenty of green fodder and
corn for them to work on.
Home Hint..
A teaspoonful of ammonia to one
tcacupful of water for cleaning jew
elry.
Before laying a carpet wash the
floor with turpentine to prevent buf
falo bugs.
Powdered pipe clay, mixed with
water, will remove oil stains from
wall paper.
Place a strip of wood back of tho
door where the knob hits the paper
in opening.
In bottling Dickies or catsup boil
the corks, and while hot you can
press them in the bottles, and when
cold they are sealed tightly.
Vinegar and salt will clean the
black crust cfl sheot iron frying
pans, but they should be thoroughly
scoured afterwards with sand soap
or any good scouring soap.
If shelves and floors of closets are
wiped with water hot with cayenne
pepper, and afterwards sprinkled
with borax and alum, roaches and
other vermin are kept at bay.
h.teel knives used at table, or for
cutting bread, meat or anything for
which a sharp knife is needed, should
never be used for stirring or cooking
anything in hot grease, as it makes
them very dull.
A simple plan of disinfecting rooms
consists in putting a saucerful of salt
in tho middle of the room and pour
ing on it a dram or two of sulphuric
acid. The fumes that arise do the
work of disinfection.
io prevent, me spread oi inuuenza
where there is a catarrhal discharge,
all handkei'chiefs used by the pa
tients should be placed where they
will not be likely to be handled by
other membors of the family, or to
come in contact with other clothing.
When they are washed they may be
thoroughly disinfected, freed from
stains and whitened if first soaked
in cold water to which a half-cupful
of the best kerosene oil has been
added. Add enough boiling water to
the cold to heat it, and with soap
wash them out of this water, and
through another warm water con
taining soap and a little oil.'' liinse
thoroughly and dry in the open air,
leaving them out of doors an entire
day, when they should be entirely'
I free from the smell of oil.
Strength and Vitality
Clven to Mother and Child
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