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THE COUNTRY LANE. Sstween steep banks it wiods along, O'erhauf with h-fy haw thorn Irwi, ktYom which io aprmg the th rush's song floats softly oa the soft south breese. There in the earliest prim rune found, Aiid modest purple rioiet grow. And trembling wild Sower il&r the ground, A ad hum hie ragged robins blow. There, too, on golden summer ere. The old folks like to nr. .11 and talk; Or slowly under whispering leaves The self-absorbed young lovers walk. While, fresh aa youthful hope, unfurl New growth. about their lingering feet, JUkd tender fronds of fern uncurl And ail the balmy air ia sweet. With mingled went of thyme and musk, Aod wilding rosea, passion pale, Aa tremble through the dewy dunk The music of the nightingale. And, stealing from some hidden nook, Adown the lane and o'er the lea, By pleasant ways, a silver brook Kuns. singing, to the silver sea. Chamben!' Journal. f"" - If S J was a slight tap on the Xdoor and Mis Hardaway entered tha llhpapv with n IIt!A nlut. looked anxiously round, and then made step towards me. I dropped my Xinglake on my knee and looked at her; evidently she had come on some pressing business. She looked rather excited, also a trifle nervous. "Mr. Tyson T said she. "Miss Hardaway?" aid I. "I I want to have a talk with "you about about something which " abe hesitated. "Certainly," I respond d, amiably, "won't you sit down?" She sank Into a chair opposite me and regarded me with dubious eyes. "I hope you won't think It extraordinary of me," she said, In a sort of stammer, ""but I wanted your assistance." "If I -could do anything," I observed, to re Assure her, "command me." She avert ed her eyes and fidgeted with a book on the table. "You see," she explained, ""it's rather delicate." I nodded. "Ex---acfly," I assented. "And and I don't r L-ikiw, but I'm sure it's it's rather - dreadful." "Good," said I, things are so flat as a rule." "You will probably say no at one-," she went on, "and I'm : sure I don't blame you." "I should like tx have the oportunlty, at any rate," I Mid. with a smile. She started and sialf rose In her chair. "I'm afraid I've interrupted you In your reading." she w.Mimru, i i oniy came in on the Impulse. It's really nothing." "Now," aaid I, lying back in my chair benignly, ' "5ou positively fire my curiosity." "No." she said, shaking her head, "it was nothing. I only " I leaned forward and touched her arm. "Miss ' Hardaway," I said, earnestly, "what! ;you would rob a poor old fogy of his j l-THERE SHALL I TAKE HIM AWAY A51 LROWX HIM?" only consolation that of advising oth ers? Fie! I think you owe me some thing for the studious way In which .you have avoided me lately." It seemed to me that I couldn't have ald anything more to the point, though Jieaven knows I had no idea what the dear girl wanted. "Avoided you!" she aaid; "no, indeed. If you only knew! 'That's what-t " Here she came to an abrupt pause. "I should very much like to know what that is," I said, after waiting for a moment. I suppose I looked at her ktndly; perhaps I beam ed benevolentiy old fogies do. At any rate, she seemed to take courage, and ank once more into the depths of the arm-chair. "I have been very much worried lately," she exclaimed, with a "Jigh. I nodded comprehensively. "It it was tha t that made me come rushing In here," she went on. "I I was deter- a or me lp rxcuxo bather FOOLISH." at to stand It any longer " I politely. "It's that young Mr. Osaka," she said, with an appeal tag CZaM at dm, a If I s hooka mw under r a. I sadat-stood awthtng, bat I t :1 mt irttnwE "BsaJlyr I pone ' aha rammed, taking V C fcSwwa m abwat every V tl fXMa. aaa aa I sssmed I re marked that It was very Impertinent, aod that h ought to know better. "You see," aid Ml Hardaway, "my aunt wants 1l" I really did not compre hend what her aunt wanted but I did not say so. I only pinched my expres sion Into greater lntellgenee and syin pathy. "And now that we are down here, he takes the opportunity of of pestering me, and and, well Aunt Catherine encourages him." "An!" said I. pulling my mustache, "that makes a difficult situation, doesn't It?" "And I thought you might help me," she ended, with a plaintive shot from her eye. "I, my child?" I asked. In wonder. "But how? I should be delighted, If I knew." Miss Hardaway said noth ing; she apeared to have exhausted ber confidence, and sat tremulously in the arm-chair, as If she would like to leave It "Tell me bow you thought I could help you," I said. "Shall 1 take him away and drown him?" "Oh. no!" she exclaimed, eagerly. "I didn't mean that." Of course. I did not suppose that she did mean that "Well, what was your Idea?" I asked. "You see," began Miss Hardaway, " It is difficult for me, with Auut Catherine as my chaperon. And she likes Mr. I'rqu- hart" "Of course it is," I assented. "Well, do you want me to chaperon you? Is that It?" Now I examined her, she was really a very pretty girl, and particularly so when she blushed. She blushed now, as she said, "You see, Mr. Tyson, I thought it was very Impertinent of me but you know I was driven out of my senses by the stupid by things. And I thought per haps," she hesitated "You are a great deal older than I am, aren't you?" "Bless you, yes," I answered. "Twen ty years, at least I might be your 'ITinXK, MR. TYKOX, WE HAD BETTER STOP THE fTISS SOW." father." All the same It was not nice to feel that, somehow. But Miss Hard away was relieved easy over her diffi culty, perhaps, I should say. "Yes, I thought so, and that was what made me so rude as to think that you that I that we might pretend, you know," she stammered. ."I will pretend any thing you like," I declared. "Will you really?" she asked eagerly. "Certain- ly." I answered. "That we are engag ed?" she asked, hanging on my words. I will confess that I was somewhat staggered, but in a second I chuckled to myself. "Most certainly," I 8aid. Miss Hardaway 'a eyes looked grati tude. "I knew you would be kind," she remarked. "Then that will get rid of him, you see," she added. "Yes, I suppose It will," I assented. "Then that's all settled," said she, rising sud denly to her feet, "and now I must go. It Is so good of you, Mr. - ." "But sray," I interrupted, rising also. "Let us understand what our program is to be. You will tell Aunt Catherine?" "I am going tn tell her now," she said, firmly. "Andand what are we how are we " "Oh. yon must walk about with me a good di al." she said. "Hut won't that rather tiore you." I asked, deprecatingly. "Oh. uo," said Mis Hardaway, frankly, "I like you; be sides, it s better than Mr. rnjuliart." The compliment was not strained. "And I am to call you T I queried. "O, you mnstcall me Hetty," she returned. promptly. "And you must; call me ?" I began. "Oh, I think I'll Just call you just Mr. Tyson," she observed, after a pause. "But do yon think dm't you think V Miss Hardaway consider ed, frowning. "I don't think I can call you what Is your name, Mr. Tyson?" she asked. "Paul," said I. meekly, "I know it's not a nice name." "O, it's not so bad," she said, reassuringly, "only-all right. I ll call you that, and now " "Hut is there nothing else?" I asked. "Are you sure we mustn't do anything else?" "O, no," said MUis Hardaway. confidently; "we're Just engaged, yon know." and with the flutter of her gown she was gone. The bargain was plain enough, hut I waa not quite sure how It would turn out In practice. Yet It seemed to an swer well enough, aa far as she was concerned. My services were In requi sition tha very neit aajr. "We most keep op appearances," she explained. It was very pleasant on the din's, and there wt mat Mr. L'rqahart walking. I hastily seised her band, but ska draw It away fro m with dsclaaoa. "Daa'tr she said. "I thought I had to do was- thing." I observed, humbly. "Ob. no," she said, la a veied voice. "Don't you see, there's no need nowT" I didn't see, but I took her word for it All the same, I regretted that here was no need; I had had no Idea that she was such an attractive girt It appears that Aunt Catherine and Mr. I'rqubart were "WOSf'T SAT ASYTHIXQ CaTBEBIXE ."' TO ACXT supposed to know, but I was sure the whole hotel was In the secret I came to this conclusion from the persistent way In which we were left together. If we were seen In each other's com pany we were conscientiously avoided, and people Indignantly left the room In order that we might exchange confi dences. Miss Hardaway noticed this at last; she did not seem to have antici pated It What do they do that for' she a.k- ed, pettishly. "O, they suppose we want to be alone," I answered, cheerfully. How foolish!" said Miss Hardaway. frowning. "Don't you want to go to your books?" she said suddenly. I did not but I took my dismissal and went. Later that day Miss Hardaway sought me. "I think, Mr. Tyson," said she, "that we had better stop this pretense now. It has served its turn." "Well," said I, "if you are quite sure that Mr. Crquhart and Aunt Catherine will not resume " She shook ber head. "I am not afraid of that" she said, boldly. "Very well," said I; "then we had bet ter think out a way. Of course, the en gagement must be broken. But who Is to do itr "I, of course," said Miss Hardaway, In surprise. I passed the paper knife between my fingers, re flectively. "That Is, of course, the proper way," I answered, "but It may leave you open to a difficulty. You ! see, if you break with me, people will believe that you never really cared for me, and that will encourage Mr. I'rqu hart and Aunt Catherine." he bit her lips. "I never thought of that," she said. "Then you must break It." "Yes, I must break it, but upon what grounds?" I asked. "Couldn't you say that you had made a mistake and real ly cared for some one else?" she inquir ed. "But I don't I mean, would that be quite fair to you, you see?" Miss Hardaway puckered ber brow. "Put it on the ground that I interfere with your work," she suggested, "and that you are wedded to that" "But you don't," I objected; "and, besides, I don't care if you do; and, goodness knows, I don't want to be wedded to that al ways." This, apparently, was a new idea, for she regarded me earnestly for some moments, and I !e!ieve she was examining the lines ou my face. "I am not so very old," I murmured. Miss Hardaway made no reply, but glanced out of the window; then, "I shall fell Aunt Catherine that it wa broken off because of your work," she said, pensively. "I shall deny It," I protested; "I don't see why It should ba . broken off at all." After a minute's si lence she said In a lower voice, "It's such a nuisance to you." "It Isn't," I declared; "I don't mind. I let It go on. I'm not so very old, and It's the on!y time I shall be engaged. Iet me enjoy It while I can." Miss Hardaway was silent "Come," said I, taking her hand, "you wouldn't grudge me a little pleasure, would you?" Miss Harda way laughed, a self-embarrassed little laugh, "Pleasure?" she echoed. "Or. tninly," said I. promptly; "a pleasure, w,nlMl.lat shortly, and cante'red on'io whlch, alas! can never be more than a . ward the bungalow. shadow for an old fogy like me." She looked at me timorously, "I don't think you're an old fogy," she said. I made to draw her nearer, but she disengaged herself and slipped gently to the door. On the threshold she paused. "I I won't say anything to Aunt Catherine," , she said, with a pretty little laugh. The New Budget Novel Qualifications lor the Bench In Germany and France the view gains ground that all Judges, before en tering on their functions, should bu compelled to visit and examine Jails, prisons and penitentiaries, so as to fully understand the nature of the punishment which they thereafter Iu filet It Is also held that Judges should be more competent to distinguish be tween mental soundness and unsound ness. Comietent German physicians assert that a large percentage of the pet sons sent from penal Institutions to lunatic asylums must have been In sane at the time when they committed the deed for which they were sent to prison, and should therefore at once have been treated as lunatics Instead of criminals. Ohio the Champion Divorce Mtste. Statistics completed for the annual report of the Secretary of Wtate show that 6,546 suit for divorce were brought during the year In Ohio. Of these petitions 970 were refused and 2,497 divorces were granted, the addi tional number of cases still being la tha sourts. New Yotfc Ban. It occasionally cofaaa over a with a shock that tbis Is the year when ha protalsad last yaar tfeat ha sars CHAPTER XV. Colonel Prinsep was paying one of bi usual visits round the regimental luetitu tions oa the following morning when looking in at the library, he saw a man stretched on one of the benches fast asleep. Stepping forward, be saw, as be shook him somewhat roughly by the ann, the triple chevron upon his sleeve; and us the man thus suddenly roused stumbled clumsily on to bis feet, the Colonel identi fied him as Sergeant Lynn. His wboli appearance showed without doubt that he was recovering from a fit of drunkenuess, perhaps of some duration. The Colonel gazed at hira sternly, as, having recognized his commanding otii cer, he saluted, and stood shamefacedly before him. "Sergeant Lynn, it seems that the re ports of your intemperance which reached me were not unfounded. Had you been wanted for duty last night you would have been found Incapable." The Sergeant's head dropiwd still lower. "Yes, sir, I did take more than I ought. I can't help it Things have been agaiust me lately, snd I am driven to drink at times." "What do you mean? lp to now I have promoted yon as far as was in my power." "Promotion!" repeated Lynn, with nn Imbecile laugh. "What gooil is promotion to me unless you could give me a com mission? And even then I dare say she would not have me. I should say not, if she saw you in your present condition. You don't mean to say that a woman is the cause of your drinking?" asked the Colonel, contemp tuously. "Cause enough," he answered, dogged ly. "Only three days ago she repeat.nl her promise to marry me; and last night at the sergeants' mess it was common Ih that the Adjutant was always nt her house, end was anid to be engaged to her." "You talk like a fool, Sergeant Lynn. I would advise you to follow a steadier, more manly course, and not offer such childish reasons as a cause for ruining your whole career, snd for the present. Sergeant Lynn, I withhold my ts-rmissioii for you to marry, he added, sharply. Ah, sir, I thought it would come to that when you knew whom 1 was asking for!" said the Sergeant, with a rebellious look. "I don't know whom you want to marry, nor do I care. And the Colonel, now seriously dis pleased, turned to leave the library. "I beg jour pardon, sir. It is the tjuar termaster's daughter." "What Quartermaster's daughter?" cried the (Jolonel, in a voice of thunder. ".lane Knox, sir." At this familiar mention of the mime borne by the girl he loved, Stephen J'rin sep only refrained by an effort from re venging the insult with a blow. The recollection that he was Colonel and this braggart a sergeant iu his regiment kept the impulse in subjection. He was close to his own gates now; end liefore he turned into the carriagiv drive he heard a noise behind him, and turning mechanically, he saw it was the Quartermaster riding after him. "I wanted to speak to you, sir," he aunounced a little breathlessly, as he trotted op. The Colonel started. Could it be that he was to bear the solution of this mys tery now? Not urgent not on a mili tary matter, or what should prevent its being discussed in the orderly-room? Only one conclusion remained it twist be on some private affair, and just then all private affairs seemed to the Colonel to point to June. After a hasty draught of iced water, Colonel Pruist p had thrown himself hark in an easy chair, and snt waiting for the Quartermaster to speak again. He want ed to hear what lie had to say, yet, afraid of apiieariiig incomiiiteut. hesitated to at; outright. "What is this affair of which you wish ed to speak to me, Knox'" the Colonel nuked abruptly "It is nothing of act us I imitortanee, kir, yet I think you ought to hear it hist from us. Jenny thought so " "Miss Knox thought I ought to know?" "Yes; she said you would have reason to In- offended if Sergeant Lynn sjsike to you on the subject first." " Mit with it. man. What is this mighty matter?" cried the Colonel, sharply, as he leaned forward iu his chair as thougn to fotestull the answer. This suspense wii horrible. Yet the denouement might be worse. "You see s., is engaged to him." " "Then it is true?" "Yes. it is true." "Good heavens, it is sacrilege!" ejac u!atnl Colonel Prinsep, fiercely. The Quartermaster passed his fingers through his hair in soiiih bewilderment, His eyes followed the Colonel nn he impatiently paced the room, and he was still pondering a reply when his coui mnmling o Hirer sMke agin. "You must slop It Knox; you must stop It on any pies." he declared, earnestly. ., new diacorvj broke suddenly upon Hie Qnnrtermsr. This agitation of the Colonel, coupled with the Indisposition lie had pleaded a short time before, could only point to the one conclusion, and be would not have been human had he not felt gratified at the knowledge that his daughter bsd won the love of each a man aa Stephen Prinsep, Independent of bis rank and station. For a moment he even regretted that she bsd already bound her self, and then felt a little shams at the worldllness of bis ideas, which gars s certain stiffness ta his reply. "I hare already gives aft eoaseat, sad HKRT I honor my daughter for her faithful ness. And," continued the Colonel, "is Ser geant Lynn mind. I say uothing against turn; you are probably a better judge of his character than I but, I repeat, is be the sort of husband you would have chosen for your daughter?" i nave promised," stammered the Quartermaster, after a few moments' re- u. in. The Colonel then shook hands with hii visitor as he started to go. and even ac eompauied him to the door of the bunga low; but he heaved ao audible sigh of re- nei aa ue nas lost to sight He went back into his sitting-room, and laying his arms upon the table, rested his head tix,n them. All his plans for the future were frustrated all his ho.c uucnciieo, and in such a manner that f..i;.. . i "Tll "o uoudi as to tne issue a keener pang was added to his sufferings. CHAPTEK XVI. i The Quartermaster went borne at smart trot, full of the discovery that he nno in n ue. Directly lie entered the room where Mrs. Knox was seated, as usual, before her sewing machine, she divined that he had something to tell her, and attacked him at once with a question as to where he had been. He hesitated for a moment, feeling the full Importance of the revelatiou he bad to make. "I have been to see the Colonel," he answered, slowly. "What about?" "I went," continued her husband, in the same slow, impressive tones "I went to tell the Colonel of Jane's engagement to Jacob Lynn." "What ou earth possessed you, John, to take such a senseless step?" she ex claimed. In her astonishment, forgetting to be angry. And then, as he remained silent, she went on: "Besides, I am by no means certain that that engagement still holds good. Jane has never even mentioned his name since her return from CawniKire, and I think there is every reason to hope she repents her first thoughtless promise.'' "No, no, w ife, you are quite mistaken." he answered, kindly, feeling sorry for h.-r disappointment, nd understanding how it would vex her the more when she heard all the truth. "Jenny has wen the Ser geant again and renewed her promise; it was by her request I went and told the Colonel." "Without consulting me?" she gasped out, when she had recovered herself sulli ciently to speak. But when the Quartermaster once as serted himself he hb not easily put down, even by his wife. "I had made up my mind to do as the child wished tue, wife, and so it would have been a useless discussion. You would have contested the point, of course, but I had made tip my mind." "And now the whole affair will become public," she complained, bitterly. "Not necessarily. The Colonel himself advised that we should keep it quiet s long as possible." "Was he against it?" she asked onick- ly, in a voire that agitation hud uiii.le more than unusually sharp. "Yes, he was decidedly against it." "Why tell me why, John' "1 don't think you will believe me when I do tell yon." "Why why ?' she repeated. "Because he is himself in love with our Jane." Had a thunderbolt fallen at her feet she could not have been more surprised. "Hoes she know?" was her first ques tion. "I don't supiKMe she does," unswercd the simple-minded Quartermaster, "for I think, if he had anything to say lo her, he would have told me vvheu we' were on the subject." "You ought to insist upon her being seU. sible iu so important a matter," said Mrs, Knox, eagerly. "If you can't manage her, Man', how should 1?" smiling. "Besides, I think she is right to bold to her word, though 1 know she might do better." -"Better! Why, it would be a brilliant match, John." "You go tst fast, wife too fust. If is Hot to be supjiosed that, bcfUUso the Col onel is in love with Jane, he is therefore prepared to axk her hand In marriage. No. no; he'll go away for a few Mouths. and when he comes back will have for gotten all alsmt it, Kveti had she been free I don't suppose he would have con templated such an act. A man like our Colonel is juhtilied in looking high for his Wife. "He would never get a lovelier wife than Jane, nor one truer or sweeter." How inconsistent women are! Jnt now you were complaining of her truth. and now yon praise her for it." It is possible to tarry a thing to ex cess; then truth becomes olisliimcv " r... turned Mrs, Knox. When, a little after five o'clock, she saw Colonel Prinsep coming up the drive, she resolved to do her best to persuade him to range himself actively iiikiii her side. My husband was with lou this mom- lug." she began. Yes. he came to see me, and talked over some affair." And I wish to siienk to you also. Col. ouel Prinsep." "I shall be very glad to hear what you have to say, and to help yon If I can." "You can help if you will," meaningly, "I would rather you doubted my power than my anxiety to oblige," be returned, toiling. "It is about my daughter, Colonel." "About Miss Knox?" he repented, as she hesitated. Then she went on, with emotion. "You know all I said to you the other day about Sergeant Lynn. Well, I say It all still, but with greater warmth and with more hope of a favorable reply, for now I can confess what you already know that 1 am pleading fur my daugh ter." 1 wonder I did not guess It then," he remarked, gravely. "Bat yon know H now, and yon will listen to nioi her's .rajer; yon will her from this horrible fate'" "I save her I T "Who else? It is only you who have the (siwer. Iu the regiuieut you are a king, and uo one will question what you command. You hare only to send him to Kuglaud any where out of Jane's way." "You give me credit for a despotic away, and that 1 do uut hold. She would answer, with justu. that I had uo right to interfere. However," be added, quick ly, as Mrs. Knox's countenance fell, "I will do what I cau. Shall I go to her now?" She led the way to the house and into the drawing-room, where, in the center of the room, Jane stisxl, as though exiiect ing his arrival. Her head was erect; but the little hands were tightly clenched; and there was an expression of defiance la her whole attitude that augured badly for the success of bis mission. "Jane, Colonel Prinsep has come to seak to you, at my express wish and with my permission. I hoe you will give, every attention to what he has to say," said Mrs. Knox in her most didactic man ner, and left the two together. He looked at ber sadly, gravely; and for awhile she returned his gaze with one of equal power then jgradually an over whelming sense of shame caused her to turn away her face, blushing. "What is it you wish me to do?" she asked. "I wish you to break that unconsidered promise," he replied, firmly. She turned on him fiercely, her pretty figure drawn to Its full height, and the golden light in her ha set eyes, which al ways came there from excitement. "And that is your advice? I wonder women are ever honorable and true, for everything seems to combine to make them neither. A woman's promise is made to lie broken. A man's honor is in violable. "Granted all granted," he returned, his quietness contrasting strangely with the force of her indignation. "Yet I re peat my request. It is easier to regret a broken promise than a ruined life." "And if his Jacob Lynn's life should be ruined, his trust in all things shaken by my unfaithfulness, is it nothing?" "We. your friends, naturally think first of you." "The greater reason that I should think of him. to whom I owe loyalty and truth," she said, with dignity. "And you will not think of us of your father of your mother, who is distressed at your decision; of of me?" "Pardon me," she returned, proudly. "In this case only two are concerned, myself and my betrothed. There is only one point under discussion: whether I keep my word or break it." He leaned forward eagerly, and would have taken her hands, only she held them stilfiy beyond his reach. "And and ?" he questioned, his usually sweet tones sharpened by suspense. "I will keep it," she decided, firmly. Moving a little further away at once, he ari-cpted her decision. (To be continued.) He Uut If. A graphic incident In the life of a spoiled child Is well told by a writer In an exchange: Among the passengers on Die St. Louis train recently was a woman ac companied by a nurse girl and a boy of about 3 years. The boy aroused the Indignation of the passengers by his continued shriek and kicks and screams and vlclousness toward the patlcut nurse. Whenever the nurse manifested any sharpness the mother chlded her sharp ly. Finally the mother compoKed herself 'or a nap. and about ihe, time the boy had slapped the nurse for the fiftieth time a wasp came sailing and flew on tho M'ulnw of the nurse's seat. The buy at once tried to catch It. The nurse caught his hand and suld, coaxlngly, "Harry inusn't touch. Bug will bite Harry." Hurry screamed savagely, and began to kick and pound the nurse. The mother, without opening hor eyes or lifting her head, cried out sharply: "Why will you tease that child so, Mary? Let him have what ho wants at once." "Bui, nia'arn, It's a " "Let him have It, I say." Thus encouraged. Harry clutched at the wasp and caught It. The yell that followed brought 'tears of joy lo the passengers. The mother awoke again. "Mary!" she cried, "let him have It!" Mary turned in her sent and said di murely, "He's got It. ma'am!" Accustomed to Snakes. "A curious thing about snake stories," said a geiitleiiuui who had just return ed from his vacation, "is that people with whom the reptiles are a common sight take very little stock in them." "I have just returned from Massa chusetts, when? I put In it week on a farm situated near the Berkshire hills. The next farm to us was right on a mountain side, where there were do ens of huge' riittlcsnakes Hint had a habit of sunning theniselvf In uie roadway big fellows, too, they were. "The old fellow that owned that farm would rend snake storli-s about mar velous reptiles In Ueorglu mid Peim. sylvunlfl. and say 'Gosh! them Was hummers! Then he would go out to mow on the mountain Kide nm kill two or three big ratth siiiikes before he hud-gotten half way over the field. I saw him kill one on one occasion that bud six rattles and a button, and be had a very narrow escape from In-lng bitten. I congratulated him on bis es cape, and he answered: 'Mister, 1 have been killing rattlers ever since I was a boy, but this Is a poor place for snakes. They never do the tricks hero they do in Texas and out West "He didn't mind the snakes, he said, but 1 did, and I cut my vlalt abort on their aii'oiint I prefer to see my snakes nt the 7,oo." Philadelphia Call. Has K ported the Guillotine. Trance baa exported the guillotine. In the French settlement of Chander nagore In India an execution has been performed with a guillotine sent from Paris. The east has traditional horrors of Ita own, but the guillotine la a for midable rival.