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am. CLARA AUGUSTA INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION. CHAPTER IV.— rCoienwciM. He Judged her by the majority of women hq had met, and finding her In different. he sought to arouse her Jeal ousy by flirting with Miss I/Ce, who was by no means adverse to his attentions. But Margie hailed the transfer with relief which was so evident that Mr. Llnmeif piqued and Irritated, took up bis hat to leave, In the midst of one of Miss Lees most brilliant descriptions of what she had seen In Italy, from whence she had but Just returned. He went over to the sofa where Margie was sitting. "I hope to please you better next time," be said, lifting her hand. "Good night, Margie, dear.” And before she was aware, he touched his Ups to her forehead. She tore the hand away from him, and a flush of auger sprang to her cheek He surveyed her with ad miration He liked a little spirit In a woman, especially as he Intended to be able to subdue It when It pleased him. Her anger made her a thousand times more beautiful. He stood looking at her a moment, then turned and with drew. Margie struck her forehead with her hand, as If she would wipe out the touch he had left there. Alexandrine came and put her arm around Margie's waist. "I almost envy you, Margie,” she said, in that singularly purring voice of hers. "Ah, Llnmere Is magnificent! Such eyes and hair, and such a voice! Well, Margie, you are a fortunate girl." And Miss I>ee sighed, and shook out the heavy folds of her violet silk, with the air of one who has been Injured,but Is determined to show a proper spirit of resignation. CHAPTER V, R. PAUL LIN mere hurried along through an unfre quented street to his suite of rooms at the St. Nicholas. He was very angry with everybody; be felt like an Ill treated Individual. (He had expected Margie to fall at once, A man of his attraction to be *nubh*d as he bad been, by a mere chit of a girl, too! ?I’wlU And means to tame her, when <qx«e she Is mine," he muttered. "By hqaven! but It will be rare sport to' break that Aery spirit! It will make UMvyoung again." Something white and shadowy bound his path. A spectral band was laid on hlrfarm, chilling like Ice, even through his clothing. The ghastly face of a woman—a face framed In jet black hair and lit up by great black eyes bright as itars, glanced through the mirk of tbd night The man gazed Into the weird face, anlTsbook like a leaf In the blast. Hts arm sank nerveless to his side, palsied bjntbat frozen touch, his voice was so unnatural that he started at the sound. "My Cod! Arabel Vere! Do the dead come back?" The great unnaturally brilliant eyes seemed to burn Into bis brain. The cold'hand tightened on his arm. A breath like wind freighted with enow crossed his face. "Speak, for heaven's sake," he cried. “Am I dreaming?" "Remember the banks of the Seine!" said a singularly sweet voice, which sounded to Mr. Paul Llnmere as If It came from leagues and leagues away. Wgen you bu uy me sian ot uie living love, remember the dead! Think ot the darh rolling river, and of what Ita waters covered." started trom the strange pres ence, and caught nt a post tor support. His sett-possession was gone; be trem bled like the most abject coward. Only for a moment—and then, when he looked again, the apparition bad van ished. "(food Ood!" he cried, putting his hand to hts forehead. "Do the dea I Indeed come bach? I saw them take her from the river Ob, heaven! 1 aae her whec abe sank beneath the ter rible waters! Is there a hereafter, and doas a man sell hts soul to damnation who commits what the world calls mur der r Hs stepped under a lamp and drea out his peckethooh taking therefrom « tolled scrap of paper. ''Yes i have It here, found drowned • he body ef a woman Her linen wai marked wltk the name of Arab#) Vere Another unfortunate ' No, I will no • **4 ih« reel I have rend It too oftoa uow for my peaee ef wind Yo* «h Is lead There to no doubt I her boon dreaming tonight til l Trevlyh win* wae too strong tor w* Arab* Vote indeed' l'*haw* foul Unmen yon are aa idiot" Not daring la rut a tooh behind hit h* hurried home and up ta hto «pa* i«u partoi »• If* smoad Uamere turned up the *»• late and. throwing off hto earn tun hlmeoil into an armchair and wipe t ie pereptrailea from hie feteuead II I wh> 4 aheul the new with half frtgh eaad. seaithtng sj*s He dreaded mI tu#, had he foarvd vempaar, yet h the Mtoeeltr of epoahthg to hem* on tils aye nghied on the greyhound d« tag an ihs hesrth rug Ime * ho oaifag **sm her •to." The gog opened ais oyoa hat govo s ,egpansJve wag ef the tail You sa at eaoo >h*4 fh-ugk t ee was Mr fat Llnmere'* property, and lived with him, he did not have any attachment for him. "Come here, air!” said Llnmere, au thoritatively. Still the animal did not stir. Llnmere was nervous enough to be excited to anger by the veriest trifle, and the dog's disobedience aroused his rage. "Curse the brute!” be cried; and putting his foot ngalnst him. he sent him spinning across the room. I^eo did not growl, or cry out, but his eyes gleamed like coals, and he showed his white teeth with savugn but Impotent hatred. It was easy to see that If he had been a bull dog Instead of a grey hound he would have torn Mr. Paul Llnmere limb from limb. Llnmere went back to his chair, and sat down with a sullen face, but be could not rest there. He rose, and go ing Into an Inner room, brought out an ebony box, which he opened, and from which he took a miniature In a golden case. He hesitated a moment before touching the spring, and when he did so the unclosing revealed the face of a young girl -a fair young girl In her early youth not more than eighteen summers could have scattered their roses over her, when that beautiful Im pression was taken. A ripe southern face, with masses of Jet black hair, and dark brilliant eyes. There was a dewy crimson on her lips, and her cheek* were red as damask roses. A bright, happy face, upon which no blight had fallen. "She was beautiful—beautiful as an hourl!” said Mr. Paul Llnmere, speak ing slowly, half unconsciously. It seemed, his thoughts aloud. "And when I first knew her she was sweet and In nocent.” He sprang up and rang the bell vio lently. Directly his valet, Pietro, a sleepy looking and swarthy Italian, ap peared. "Bring me a glass of brandy, Pietro; and look you, sir, you may sleep to night on the lounge In my room. I am not feeling quite well, and may have need of you before morning.” The man looked surprised, but made no comment. He brought the stimu lant, bis master drank It off, and then threw himself, dressed as he was, on the bed. CHAPTER VI. PPKR tendom was ringing with the approaching nup tials of Miss Harri son and Mr. < Lin mere. The bride was so beautiful and wealthy, and so insensible to her good fortune in se curing the most '* * eligible man in her set. Half the ladies in the city were in love with Mr. Llnmere. He was so distingue, carried himself so loftily, and yet was so gallantly condescend ing and so Inimitably fascinating. He knew Europe like a book, sang like a professor, and knew just bow to hand a lady her fan, adjust her shawl, and take her from her carriage. Accom plishments which make men popular, always. Early in July Mr. Trevlyn and Mar gie. accompanied by a gay party, went down to Cape May. Mr. Trevlyn had long ago forsworn everything of the kind; but since Margie Harrison had come to reside with him he had given up bis hermit habits, and been quite like other nice gouty old gentlemen. The party went down on Thursday— Mr. Paul Llnmere following on Satur day. Margie had hoped he would not come; in his absence she could have enjoyed the sojourn, hut Ms presence destroyed for her all the charms of sea and sky. She grew frightened, some times. when she thought how Intense ly she hated hint. And in October she was to become his wife Some way, Margie felt strangely at ! eaae on the subject She knew that : itriHUKriliriui wait- an ujaur, mtu uri wadding trouaaaau waa in-tug gotten up by a faahlonahlr module. that UHuiuu Iro had waived ordara lor the faaal and that tha orangaa wara buddad which, whan burnt Into flowara. wara tc adorn bar forehand on har bridal day Hhe daaplaad l.la liter* with bar wholi aoul aha dreaded him lu*»pr*oaibly, yal aba acarrwly gava har approaching war rlaga with him a alagla thought dh< wundarad that aha did not; whan ahi > Wrought of It at all, who waa ahu. ha< to And harwalf ao Impaaatva l Har party bad baan a waah at t api , May, whaa Archer Travlya caai* down i with Iba wlfa af btaawptuyar. Mr Hal > grade Tba lady ana la dottcala baattl I ■, and bad haaa rilrM to try *aa *1 I and aorf bathing M> Italgrwdaa boat o*ee would not allow af bla ntaaea** * )uat that tltaa had bw bad abuwa bl i on Aden. • la bbt head • l*rh by a*tael » lag him aa bla wlfa'a wart Introduced lata mutely by w wall aa a tabliakad aa artatocral aa Mr* tlal ■ grade hr. a ariabt at one# ba»a taaa d | a ptaarlaant pla.w among tba faabtai a ablaa bat bla alagutafty baadaota i* fa»a wad blab bva4 wanner* o»» t« bli > aa a.dulallhta to aar wot pan« Hut h It aa»a» for#*rt tbal ba had baaa a atrat I awaapaf and ba nwtttd not no bruit I I ba pairoalaad by tba «aty pawpla wl bad on** par bap* gtodAad Mm It ». pan ole* tbay bad t bra an ta hlw t tbai «»uld b*«* thrown biaad la a Martian f*« Aa ba *«oid*d w*ai a ' and altaadwd only aa Mra Mwlgrad it j Mat final Atnaaadriaa l.e* ba aaotd m escape. She fastened upon him at once. She had a habit of singling out gentlemen, and giving them the dis tinction of her attentions, and no one thought of noticing It now. Arch was 111 at ease beneath the Infliction, but , he was a thorough gentleman and could not repulse her rudely. A few days after the arrival of Mrs. : Belgrade, Arch took her down to the beach to bathe. The beach was alive with the gorgeous grotesque figures of the bathers. The air was bracing, the surf splendid. Mr. Trevlyn’s carriage drove down soon after Mrs. Belgrade had finished her morning's “dip;” and Margie and Mr. I.lnmere, accompanied by Alexan drine l,ee, alighted. They were In bathing costume, and Miss I.ee, espy ing Arch, fastened upon him without ceremony. “Oh, Mr. Treviyn," she said animat edly, "I am glad to have cotne across you. I was Just telling Mr. I.lnmere that two ladles were hardly safe with only one gentleman, in such a surf as there Is this morning. I shall have to depend on you to take care of me. Shall I?” Of course, Arch could not refuse, and apologized to Mrs. Belgrade, who good naturedly urged him forward, he tak ing charge of Miss I-ee. I.lnmere offered Margie his hand to lead her In, hut she declined. He kept close beside her, and when they stood waist deep In the water, and a huge breaker was approaching, he put his arm around her shoulders. With an Impatient gesture she tore herself away. He made an effort to retain her, and In the struggle Margie lost her footing, and the receding wave bore her out to sea. Llninere grew pale as death. He knew If Margie was drowned, he was a ruined man. Ills pictures and statu ary would have to go under the ham mer—his creditors were only kept from striking by bis prospect of getting a rich wife to pay bis debts. He cast an Imploring eye on the swimmers around him, but he was too great a coward to t risk his life among the swirling break is Only one man struck bravely out to tbs rescue, Arch Trevlyn threw off the clinging band of MU* I-ee, and with a strong arm preased his way through the white-capped billows. He came near to Margie, and saw the chestnut gleam of her hair on the bright treacherous water, and In au Instant It was swept under a long line of snowy foam. She rose again at a little distance, and her eyes met his pleadingly. Her lips syl labled the words, "save me!” He heard them, above all the deafen ing roar of the wafers. They nerved him on to fresh exertions. Another stroke, and he caught her arm. drew her to him, held her closely to bis breast, and touched her wet hair with his lips. Then he controlled himself, and spoke coolly: "Take my hand, Miss Harrison, and I think I can tow you safely to the shore. ' Do not he afraid." "I am not afraid." she said, quietly. How his heart leaped at the sound of her voice! How happy be was that she was not afrald- that she trusted her Ilf* to him! Of how little value he would have reckoned his own existence, If he bad purchased hers by Its loss! (TO BS CONTINUUM CANADIAN STATESMEN. Ho* They Act WhtU Attending Thetr Duties In Pnrllsment. It Is a mistake to think that the act which led to the confederation of the various provinces In 1867 has attained no higher meaning In the life of the Canadian people than that of a const! : tutlonal union, says Donahoe's Maga zine. It carries with It a meaning of far deeper Import—a union of hearts, whose offspring Is oneness of patriotic aim and purpose. Of course it would be Idle to say that the Canadian people are a unit upon all questions of vital Interest to the life and growth of the dominion. The geographical interests ] of Canada are so varied that there must necessarily be at times some friction and clashlUK of provincial needs and ambitions. This U the case at Wash lngton: this Is the case, too. In so small a confederation as the cantons of Switzerland. A stranger visiting the gallery of the i Canadian house of commons Is struck with the dignity and decorum which 1 mark the proceedings and surround even the warmest and keenest of de bates Parliamentary procedure being rigidly adhered to, there la Utile room for uncalled for personalities in the heat of a discussion Sometimes, how ever, when the house hat been sitting | fur hours wearied With the pet plenties and lucoheremles of sums member from “way back." suddenly, as If through the unity of desperation, (he usual dignity of the huuse to relazed | and grave members from such Intel Im-tusl centers as Montreal and Toronto play the schoolboy and outvie an# an other In 'shying" bluo book* at the bend* of slumbering and tnoftenalya members Of the III members that I make up the house of cam mean .« point of ability and gifts fu per cant , of them nw below mediocrity, |g per cent of them occupy the pUno of mediocrity W per cent possess ad mitted ability, and the remaining *u per cent are men of commanding talent II ntMSr an * r's* tba Ufa of gto. colonel I don > B mo why you persist In maintaining that h ohtahr la of any value In the >am of # snabo hues Why. all too modern ggt I! enlist* M o “Young man.'* anansral >'olanal o ttinagraae. turning purple ti standi o to rononn. *nh. that good ahUht, botm a ten note lal In ovary other omplstot a must be of bonsit In anabe bitaa Who* y, (here is o nnlvsranl lao in nature, sat • . it d»*a not very for a mere tasks. nab ' u Cineteeeft Mogntror ~-rr: •■rTTStwmmnnwwY U -iHt- M p CBOOKET-MOPTHED FAMILY g Bvprj'liodj' snM that It was a pity about the Slacks. Mother Slack was a kind hearted, good soul, und Father Slack would go out of bis way nuy day (or the sake of being neighborly. It was the same wa.v with Comfort Slack and Joyful Slack, who were the only children in the Slack family. Comfort would have been a pretty girl If she laid only taken pains with her hair and her linger nails. She was thirteen. Joyful Slack, who was eleven years old. was even more careless of Ills up penrauce than Ills sister was. Hut, In his quiet. Idle way. he se< mod always happy and contented. •'Thill Is the trouble with those Slacks,” the nclghlsirs said; "they take things too easy. They eon't seem to have any ambition. What a pity,” This was what the uelgldsirs said when the Slack family llrst moved Into the neighborhood. After n few months they began to say things that were not quite so pleasant. Oil the afternoon that the sewing circle met at Mrs. (Quickstep's next door to the mlnlst M's. the ladles compared their experiences with the different members of the Slack family, und grew quite indig nant. "Why," said Mr*. Quickstep. "If Mrs. Slack bus borrowed my Mat Iron* once •the Iiiim borrowed them llfty times." "And she Is foreier wilding Comfort over to our house for a cupful of su gar,' 'said the minister's wife. “I wouldn't mind letting Iter have my best set of sliver spoons nitre in a while, when she lias company unex pectedly,” suld Mrs, Beales, whose hus band keeps the drug store on the cor iu r, "but when she sends over for my best damask tablecloth and napkins, that I never use except on Christina* and Thanksgiving, It Is too much. 1 really think some one should speak to her i|iiite plainly.” "Mr. Black Is Just as had,” said one of the other ladles. “He Is forever sending over to borrow my husband's hummer, or bl* saw, or some nails, or something of that kind. Why don’t they buy these things for themselves* They seem to be lu comfortable clr cumstnneee.'' "I begin to think that the Blacks are chronic borrowers,” said the minister's wife, "They cine here from a small town In the West, you know, and 1 ttn ilet'M'aud that everybody borrows of everybody else out there.” 'lint what can we do aliout It?” said Mrs, Quickstep. "If we refuse to lend them things they will think It Is be cause we consider ourselves too good to iissuclate with them. And you know I ■ I’lessr. Mr, Mr Mother Sent Mr Over to \ak ot ur Mother-" Mrs. Slin k is alw ays asking if I here is not something we wish to borrow from her.” "It is very annoying.” said all the ladles in ehorua. While this talk had been going on, Mrs. l»r. Pills listened and sewed on in silence. •Lk> tell us what you think about It, Mrs. Pills,” said Mrs. Quickstep, at length. "Your husband tells ns what to do when we nre sick, and now you ought to be able to tell us wlml to do uImiiii these borrowers.” At this the ladie* all laiuhed. nod Mrs Pills answered: "l tremble to think what will happen to the Slacks when they take it Into their heads to borrow of us. My bus lutud has beard about them and threat ens the most terrible things." All the oilier ladie* thought that the quicker l»r Pills gave the matter bis attention. Hie better it would is* for all concerned, and then tin* sewing cir cle broke up ror the day. It seems very strange that Mrs. t>r. pills lied hardly taken off her things when Comfort Slack rau over to say that they hud company for supper, au«l would la* very lunch obliged if Mrs. Pdts would lend them some preserves. iy souietblug. for dessert "W lull a Ilnur ununiiuou ur rum. laklUK bis »■!(«• nut of tits mouth. ni‘bun, air." mill Con fort stark, inaklux llor bool lm* l*» llo‘ <l-»lur; sir. Uiy mol Ion arul mo oror lo uak your umUior nr, I moau. )<*or },.or " iml Irora Cnmluri att-maul, frwMourol ai lltv ibMiur'* anal) l‘»*ka, i -mainly'' lumwi it** *b«*t«r Uy Ut-ar give lb* cblbt a iai «i Homo iiuio'a tirvwrua >-*u nn<l> last lull j "lllll, Mrj ilaurr," Mill I bo iba l«o a «if* - Ibo) or* ro»» Wry mi-II llu-u!** aiulimol tin* tl-~ Mg. | Mill go anil «VI thorn m». 11 llot lu-fot» bo nool In Mo- I >| i llro HtWMI TOa lliv ib*» l«* alO|ii*«| IIUu lua aUoty ami »li|»j*u| a mmK tomb lain Ma |*nik»l llw MUo lull..* ml hliw to I'll- tatttttl ami bow M»gik |„ antoi' ikiMg nUI ul Ik bn* lb uln |lo unMrtiM II,.I nil .loar Willi Mia l*r Cilt. ynU Mill ’* v,mat-oat Ihuit-lmwl Uo- iln ln« • It I JU», Ilk kilo! ul IWotl•• ill Ut>-W ak» k> bo no koiM I'M 4 k-Ort t'*nw Itnl *•*» airotl IlM tuO ul i|«iio.* (no stirt min 11-- boil amt |»»* u in t'owr |,Ot nloi maila m-iht* >•»<• ami Mini Irmio aa la*i a* abo i mM •**• flu ak»i a a tliilo I ka*o • uMt|««Hy Ural M<altl illlri all U*o» Into ln-ln.| I. ,.ri ibo i|M*mo |»MH*a ibnaMua ' Inl foal loo* Mi-okt «i--‘l Amor* In to- U*o| *» « IlM* «arl t wtkl Mother Slack, smacking her lips. •'What, else «Jo you expect of quince preserves'.'" asked l-’nther Slack, taking a mouthful himself. "My! hut they are tail!" "They’re passing good, though!” said Joyful Slack, passing his disti for more. "They're the best quince preserves 1 ever ate." said Comfort Slack, as she Mulshed the Inst of them. The Slut'ks had one very good habit. They always went to bed early. On this night they went to l>ed earlier than ever. They felt sleepier than usu al. and Were glad that their company hadn't come. As there was no gas In the bedrooms, Mother Slack lighted three camiles, one for herself anti Fa ther Slack, one for Comfort and one for Joyful, and they all said good-night and went to their rooms. Comfort's and Joyful's rooms were up stairs. Mother and Father Slnek had hardly undressed and put on their nightgowns when they heard Comfort calling from the top of the stairs: "Mother, mother, something Is the matter. I can't blow out my candle." The words were hardly out of her mouth when Joyful come out of Ills room In his nightgown and cried: "Fathr, father, something Is the mat ter. I can't blow out my candle!” "Why, Hint Is curious." said Mother Slack; "I will come up, children, and see wluit Is the matter.” Mother Slack went up to comfort's room and blew and blew ni the can dle. but It wouldn't go out. Then she went across the hall to Joyful's room and blew at Ills candle, and It wouldu'l go out. "Why, this Is very si range. Indeed." said .Mother Slack, who was breathing vety hard from running up stairs and blow,ng so much ai I In* candles. Jus*, then they heard some one call ing o\it down stairs. They went Into the bn!! "ltd heard Father Slack say ing' "There’s something the matter with me, too; 1 can't blow our candle out!” "Children," said Mother Slack, who had grown quite pale, "you had lietter oolite down stairs with me. 1 urn afraid nr ii iv iirniinini. So they nil went flown ntnlrs mid In to the room where Father shirk, In lilw nightcap, wiim si mid lug, red In the face, still blowing lit the candle flame, which refused to go out. "Lot me iry It,” said Mother Slack. And she blew until she nearly choked, but the candle kept right on burning. "Why, bow funny your mouth looks,” snld Comfort. "Your upper Up is all puffed up, ami when you blow you blow right down your clilu.” •Stand aside, Mother,* ’said Father Slack, “uml give me another chance.” Ami he blew iinill he whs black lu the face. ••Why. father ,what Is the matter wilh your month?” said Joyful. “Your under Up Is all puffed up, and when you blow you blow right up Into your nose. Let me try It again.” * Joyful blew with all Ills might, hut When he blew his mouth twisted round ho that he blew Into his right ear and the caudle ilnme never flickered. ■•| feel rested now,” said Comfort; "|H*rlmps 1 can blow It out.” Hut when Comfort blew her mouth twisted around ho that she blow right Into her left ear. "Well, I declare,” said Mother Slack. Hitting down ou the side of the laid. ••What do you think of it, father?” "From the looks of Ihuigs,” said Fa ther Slack "we are the original crook ed-mouthed family. Joyful, you get on your clothes ami go for the doctor.” Without walling to button up his shoes, Joyful started for Dr. IMIls as fast as he could run. He was not gone long, nml when he returned Dr. Fills whs with him. The doctor had a bluck bag with hint, and looked very grave, lie opened the Img mid took out a number of sharp knives, which he laid ou the tnblc. "Do you think It Is serious?" asked Mother Slack, turning pale at the sight of the kuIvcN. •| think 1 will be able to save you,” said the doctor, "if you follow my di rections. Which of you would like to be operated ou UrstV*' The doctor looked at them nil sharp ly. mid flic crooked-mouthed family looked at the doctor, too scared to make any reply. "Well, well,” Huid the doctor, Impa tient I v •Isn't there some oilier treatment! Ktiiii Father Slack. "Your disease," said the doctor, "is compound lutlnmiiiatlon of the labial Integument. It will take two weeks to cure it with medicine." "How did we get It” asked Mother Slack. •‘My cat ins quince presetv •* Imr rowod in the full of the moon," said the doctor. "If you must borrow tilings, don't Ihutow them in tin* full of the moon It’s often fatal." At this the members of the crookcd moiiih.tl family look hI ai each other In dismay. "Father," said Joyful, "don’t you re ■iiemtier, you borrowed Mr. Quicksteps hatchet in the full ot the moon, and you nearly cut your thumb off}” "Mother,” said Comfort, "the moon was full when you sent me over to Isirruw Mrs. Scales’ flatiron*. Don’t you rentenil>er how badly you burmsl your liaud'.,‘" Father and Mother Slack btiug their heads. "It..1 towing Is a very bud and .tan gorott* l-.ildt at any phase ol Hie moon." mid the doctor, giving the crooked mouthed tanitly a stern glance "Well, which slutII It tie, the knife or Um> iiiinIIi liii>)" Mol tun Stack sighed mid said she couldn't liear to ►’alber Slack aud the ebddreu *ut to piece* and *>> they Would take the iiietll* llte. alul lire d » tor might put HI* kitties hack lu lie* hng So the dor lot tell the met!aim an.I a ..... weeks the su, * , weie til.I .1 lu hate a uetghtsir come iu every night to lli |lUS Mid I tie caudle* H was very to. •olhating they wont by the uaute ol "th* 1 rooked mouthed family ft*» a k>og time afterward Hut thetr ueigh tmra st.it noticed a great change in the Nfa. k* tliey ttecnme neater iu thell atqssiistee ami iht-t slopped borrow ing t’hhago Journal Mis teals* W*»*4 • tih took nt that man with n ting 11 hie no*. said M>s auagg* 10 her hue hand ' ll* must W a foreigner J >u 1 yon think1 Ft1 her a foreigner w a >«t u>«maa replied Mr soagg* ll hgi stake# you iU.uk h* way he t tar'hiawwn >" He baa ht# .enirr lured »*m short t hroni.'ke letegmw Fortgn For Swloo. ( Next to alfalfa, sorghum is probably ! the best green forage plant for hogs. Wherever alfalfa grows, it is advised to I plant alfalfa along with sorghum for hog pasture A good authority at* G. ^ Georgeson of the Kansas station advis es having a few acres in alfalfa for hog pasture the greater part of the summer, and in addition grow a piece of cane, cultivating it as when growing for su gar, and feed this in the fall to fatten ing hogs Cripple The Iron grasp of scrofula 1ms no mercy upon its victims. This demon of the blood is often not satisfied with causing dreudful sores, Mil racks the body with the pains of rheumatism unlit llood’s .Sarsaparilla cures, “ Nuarly four years ago I became af flicted with scrofula sad rheumatism. Made (tunning sores broke out on my thighs. Pieces of bonecamu out sad an operation was con torn plated. 1 had rheumal ism In my legs, drawn up out of slia|>e. 1 lost ap petite, could not sleep. ( was a perfect wreck. 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