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"ti* #Mialit •«» In* *nf«* ** •¥• - I think iitiMw«r«Ml M«*n«l«* In lit* nlicht nl«a»«*. foic«*vh«-r in flint a-Halt In ftaHr f**rtiin«**». tin* two n»#*l» aar#- lo»*-r* th*#nirtilH nn«l «*» |#mn #»f (••h.i *-#|ni!if\ it #ii«f 1 ■nit Mvir to \ tmili'M uUi to «|ii«*ath»n aky. aca«l that th#-y w«r»* «lolti|t mi ar«MiH#-f) i h* *«jf|*ri’*#* In tin* inifitl of If not# **• frf * '*«f<M* ‘ *Vvi*ii If If «|«m « rnlniiiiT n.*ll l« id m M «»f riiii«*(T from *!»•• wnti*r •firwl f.#r tlVlM' ** **Y•’».'* *»l«! !!•«• rr«lif«nt of otunu'. but If lIn* rain stops rmyslirto *r otii wirivly have ti rtae of more than lire or sly feel, and dial would -<lll he a llltle below the spillway " *"tt*s slopping here now." I ...Intel ,»nl Meade and. Indeed I he foree of ||i<* ***«l»«t was greatly diminished The two stood watching III., dlltn till'I the hi set lake loo .Hot II In alienee for a few n.oni.nl. until the rnlu |.r:ietletil If eea**st The air wio nilsly und heay y with nnUature, hut the rain was cer Iali.it over f.»r the Mine nl any rale “Thank (.«»)«•"," said llie resilient engineer In ftml relief "Now If H'a slopped eyerywh.-re we'll be nil right “ "ko» .1 Meade "and I'm I ll.'l I tits | to think It has slopped everywhere. Whoever thought It would rain In .Inn mu Here 1 There hasn't a drop. In at oak of. fallen In January for twenty year*, or since I her. bate been ally mold* Why In hen veil's name II had to oiini. now I don t see.** "t «>k here ItidM-rta." wild Vniule vert r nbbiily. “you know you’re a Hr*' I . * engineer.” M sde sb.stk Ids head "I ‘Si 1 an t find me." said the older man l i.- matched you. b>u know mere at. til the game Ilian niiybo.lt heie ••». ept myself k ou ikst'l .'limin' !• iwalMr lu me. iilllioiigh I like you. and I am in a position to hel|> you " “I app nb.it you any. Mi \ nil devefilet It iritrd the other, "there la no one to wh.an I should rather tell the wh-.h s|.«ry thau In you. |.ul I nrV no! yet.“ •'Well keep your own eounsel. lull If you e*er wain a friend, eouui on tne; meanwhile as a loan of ■ tpertenee and ahtllty. what would you doT" ‘Ida out til. 10-11 anil build Up a temperary data on the top of the mad • ay hete to turn tin- How over to the east hank and make the spillway do nmre work * "ttui ihe rain ha* slopped." “Ami In all probability will slay af**Pl“ d still *"« oeier can lell. A few mure hou' ke itmi art va had ami <hr whole thing mould go. If the •ale* were a* high as the lop there .I inly be two fist of heud 111 the uum«d*h'led spillway. ami that won oil! t |ve enough to discharge It at the rale lt‘a heeu coming In " •tK course.” sanl Vaudevenler IhnugM fully “And If the dam goes.** he added, “there are ten miles of hack wataw up there and millions of culdc yard* lm|s>uuded. which would sweep dawn Ihe valley There wouldn't he B thing left of the camp, the town, the •aw railroad bridge. .»r anything elae." "footing on top of the Internailonal. ihr tow. „f this big ami rupenslve via jan would about ItnUh the Martlet gmmpany.- as III Meade thought Ieaaljr. _- - — invttri tit. I Henna \ midevenier looked at him sharply. \n Id* ii oddetily i nme to him. Mend** h"*l turned ir.vny Ids head a lie r*'iil i/ed hi ; ' lip n he did fed observe the light ill \ idideveiiler's eyes. However, tie reside lit engineer was a good sort. ' V on are rigid." tie said ijulekly. "I hale lo eull out the 'lien, hut we've got a little ehanee, now the rain has topp.-d and we inn work to advantage In spite of all this awful mud" he lift e'l Ids foot up am) disclosed It ealted rid eloggi'd with masses. “I'll take ■ hnrge in the eentef here, and Stafford on llie left and I’lr going to give you ■ hnrge i,r the east eMd of the dam. over hy the s|i|||way. If only thorn* drills had hern here si* weeks ago.” "We might set the men to work on ihal risk now," said Meade. "Il would lie useless. There's list mil' ll of Ii No. If we re going to save He dam. we've got lo hulhl II up and try In keep ahead of Hie waters If they rl e any more. The higher we • an Imlld II the greater will tie the head on the ‘pllluny. and the more will he dlsehnrged. I'll turn the men olit al one**.” "Hill what are you going lo do?" "I m going lo palisade tile top of the dam. There's plenty of Ilmher already • ill down, and we will rul a lot of '•■ling pine and Imlld a palisade wall "f Ilmher niTnsH the top three or four • eel hark from Hie edge. Well hanked •m Hie downstream side. II may hold." "It might he worth while lo line Hint p.ili-ade with galvanized Iron sheets from llie houses." said Meade. "A good Idea," said Validevetiler, "and we'll pile what imderhrush and mall siiinr we have In front of the palisade mid heap what rocks we can •hul on top of Ihal, and we'll hank II Up oil file Ollier side with earth. It's a I. dependeme. hui II will hold for a while anyway, and every moment of lime may he preehms." “Ilow nhmit Handlings, sir?” "We've got II few hundred cement hug hut lint enough 1 wish we had ii few thousand; however, we will till "hat we have, and If the water rises and begins to trickle over Hie top and through the palisade, we'll Jail) those down at Hie danger points, fail yon suggest anything more?" “Nothing." "tlisul We'll turn out the men. I'ln-y'vc had si* hours' sleep nnywny." CHAPTER XV. The Battle. It was now three o'clock In the morning III :il>eiit half an hour the men. naturally grumbling ami protest tin: at I icing deprtveil of any of their leep. were out ami al work. Lanterns were lighted everywhere. The rain had (ortiimilely not resumed, and the air was soon tilled with noise and eon fusion Men with axes were busy on tin- hillside rutting the young pines. Homes were lillrlird to the dump wag ons. tin' steam shovel began tearing away the hillside. Some of the men "•To detailed to Knock down some of the galvanized Iron houses and the battering of die hammers on tin- metal added to the din. I nder Vnndeventer's personal direc tion a row of stakes was driven into • ho top of the dam llhout Hirer feet from tile front of It. ISlg sheets of overlapping galvanized Iron were milled roughly to the fronts of tln< IItiiiIv bedded stakes and the small brunches and brushwood were thrown down before It. Moulders um| big tones were carried out on the dalu In Hie wagons and thrown down on the brushwood, spare timbers, broken wagon beds, old wheels. Jols|s of ills meinhorcd houses wore driven Inin the earth to serve as braces behind the palisade; a bunk of earth was plbsl up behind tt. on wlib-li every man who could ho spared from other tusks, even the chiefs themselves, tailored with breathless energy The water was still rising, although tile rain had stopped; tlio natural drainage would cause that, lull the rise was slower. At dawn Viiudevcnter personally carefully measured the depth of the water and gauged It agatn. It was u scant six and a half feet below the top of the dam. If the water rose above the top it was gravely ipiesttenable whether the palisade would hold It at all. yet there was no other way of In creasing Hie depth of the spillway enough to discharge the flood volume. Working as hard as they could, they hail barely succeeded In raising the earth hank back of it a foot high. They kept at It unremittingly, although tt did not scorn to bo of much use. Vandeventcr. Stafford and Monde gatli on-d together and seamed the sky, seeking to discern the signs of the time, the purpose of the heavens. It was clearer in the east. The clouds lo the northwestward were In violent ac tion apparently. l.tghtning flashed through them and over the great range Itself; low. muttered peals of thunder came down from the peaks lost to sight r Institutions In Norwar. ' * In fhe blackness overhead. They ob served all this carefully and Vande venfer turned away, shaking his head. "I don’t know,” he began—the three of them were over on the east side the better to see up the valley—“it looks pretty had. doesn't ItT" “If does,” answered Meade, while Stafford nodded his head. “And. by the way. Stafford, have you notified the town and the bridge people of the danger and hid them prepare for itr i irieo jo reiepnone rncm a wnue igo, but the connection has been bro i.cn; the storm has player] havoc with the line probably,” answer**] the as sistant engineer. “Well, what <11*1 you *lo then?" askis] Vandevenfer a little Impatiently. "I sent a man down on horseback In a hurry to warn them that If It rains again the dam might go, and If it did It would go with a rush; that the water was now only sir feet below the level, and that they had better get up on the hills. Of course, last night's rain must have made the road almost Impassable, hut. he ought to get there hy nine o'clock, f told him to tell the Martlet people to take whatever steps they could devise to hold their viaduct arid their machinery," answered Stafford, as he turned and walked toward his own part of Hi*' darn. “flood,” exclaimed Vondeventer. “There's nothing left for us to do hut keep on." Tin- resident engineer looked white a ml haggard. Although It was cold and raw In the wet air, he wiped the sweat from Ids forehead. “The men are doing splendidly, sir," said Meath*. "Yes," said Vandcventer, “many of them have their wives ami children hack in tin* town. Some of the Ital ians have bought land on the prairie and arc going to settle here. They're lighting for everything they’ve got fin '•urth. What do you think of the chances of this palisade of ours?” Meade shook Ills head. "It’s all we can do, sir, hut If the water rises more than seven or eight ! feet—" "Say It," said Vandeventer. “The dam would go like a house of cards." “Kriictly. And look at that cloud bank over there in the northwest. It's spreading.” “What wind there In," snlil Meade, moistening his linger and holding It I up to feel the direction, “Is blowing the opposite way down here, but you j can't tell what Is happening Up there j Well, all we can do Is to tight on.” And light they did. It was almost at | first sight Ilk** the hand of man against A Man Was Kneeling Beyond It. I lie liimil of Cod. There was no more room for engineering expedient. It was chop and hew, break and pound, dig and drive, carry and pile. Throw ing olT his coat, Yandevcntcr seized a spade and hegnn to work like any other Inhorer. and tin* rest of the higher men followed his example. At six o'clock the blackness hanging : In the northwest liegnu to turn their way. It wits coming down the moun tilill. It was headed for the valley. Vnndevenler saw It, every teamster, every common laborer saw It. It was coming. I'nless heaven Itself Inter fered there would lie more rain. They had worked desperately before, hut now they applied themselves to their tasks with a kind of wild fury. A sort of insanity took possession of them. They would not he beaten. They cried, at lirst shrilly and then hoarsely ami raucously, encouraging words and phrases from one to another; In words xlxlil. profane, desperate. They stood there and they heaved and dug and piled and hammered and hurled and drove fiercely. II was a battle mild ness ttmt came into them. They saw red like tin' berserker of old. Yes. It was not unlike a battle in oilier ways, for with the rush of the northwest storm entne roaring mighty thunder and vivid ami terrifying lightning. It was ns if great darts of light literally were hurled by some gigantic hand be I hind the black screen of sweeping I cloud down upon the granite moun tains. They saw splinters of lire where i the thunderbolts struck. The pealing of thunder was appalling. Their frail palisade hacking was not half completed. 1» must be mining somewhere, for the water was still slowly rising. It was five and a half feet now from the crest. It was hope less If another rain fell, and the rain was coming. There was an added chill In the still air of the valley as the storm drove down upon them. A few of the fainter hearts flung down pick and shovel and ax and stood craven. Oaths, curses, blows even, from those of the braver sort shamed them Into work again. These brave hearts and true might he swept nwsy with the dam if It gave way. hut they would not give tip. and no man working with i them should floe Ills tnsk or shirk his I duty, ltv the living God. whose sport ! and plaything they seemed to he, they j swore It; and so weak and strong. J bold and timid labored on—desper I ate. resolved, godlike In their cour j ago and persistence. The clouds were moving swiftly now. To the east It had been clear. , but now It was also black, and then | with a roar greater even than few lamps. ’ "Bru a thousand thunderclaps, the wind tore down the mountains, through the narrow canyons, into the valleys, shrieking In the pines, and fell upon them and buried them down and brushed them back. And after the wind, the rain. A drop or two struck Vandeventer's cheek; another, anoth j er, and then the flood. He lifted his ; head and stare*] and shook his fist at ; the sky and turned to the human ter mites he commanded “Carry on. carry on. hoys,” he cried, shrieking to be heard above the thun der peals, “we ll bent it yet.” A cheer rose about him and was caught up and ran along the top of the great dam. The half-maniacal yell was such a cry as men might give vent to In the heat of battle, the ex citement of wild charge, and then they fell to It again. The more Ignorant, unaware of the feebleness of the pali sade, the more knowing indifferent to It, seeing only the Job, alike realized only their duty to fight on, to answer Hie appeal to their manhood, to refuse to admit defeat even when life trem bled in the balance. res, to use the ancient simile again, | lJi«- fountains of the great deep were j broken open. What had befallen them j before was nothing to this. The hard ] ruin of the night seemed trilling com | pared to this avalanche of water. This i was a cloudburst Indeed. And to ] make It worse, to make their task harder, to render their efforts useless, 1 the high wind rour*ng down the valley piled the water up and drove it in t thunderous assaulting waves against tie- great mound of earth on which the men struggled anti labored frantically. Vandevcnter, shovel In hand—he did not dure to throw It down, lest his uc >tion he misconstrued—went from gang [ to gang, from man to man, talking to • them, appealing to them, pointing out | weaknesses here amt there. Inspiring them, holding them up us a man might I hold a stricken line against the on-j slaught of a victorious and overw helm ing force. And against wind and rain' In that thick darkness, blinded by the] | Hushing lightning, stunned by the peal- j ing thunder, with zeal superhuman i they tolled on and on and on. \ Buck and forth went the chief, show ing himself a leader of leaders, and wherever he stopped the fury and des peration of the effort to stem the tide Increased. When he came plodding along ttie muddy roadway to the part committed to Meade he did not find the engineer. i “Where’s Roberts?" he yelled above j the noise of the storm. I “lie and two men have gone, sir."] “Gone?” cried Vandeventer, cut to • tin* heart at what he thought was a | desertion. “Well," he shouted, realiz ing there was nothing he could do then unit ttiat he had neither breath nor time to waste, ‘ there's more need for the rest of us to ttike their places." lie drew a man or two from the 'other gangs to re*enforce this danger point and himself directed their work. Now it takes time for water to rise live feet, even in a cloudburst or a succession of them. The rain constant ly seemed to Increase as the wind drove tt on. Vandeventer knew that T • he dam was doomed, that the sluice] and tlie half-finished spillway com bined could discharge only a small part of the How, lint lie knew that he would have two hours at least to work be fore ttie water could pass tin* crest, undermine, and hatter down the pall- j side and begin to trickle over. Just as soon ns tt did roll over the top, unless they could stop It, the whole tiling was gone. J'or those two hours the super.. labored unremittingly in ilie downpour with a persistent and lie role courage that should have been re corded in song and story hut which was not. it was remembered after a while by none save a few. To the many It wav only “all in the day’s work !” The underslulce in the side of the dam which would later serve as head gate for the canal laid been intended ; to pass the smaller Hoods which might ‘ occur during the c instruction and lmd; been open since the rain began. It ■ carried off a great volume of water,» but hopelessly little In comparison with « the flood. Knot by foot in the torren- | tial downpour the water rose. At half; after eight It reached the level of the • spillway and commenced to rush ; through in ever Increasing volume, but i the flow Into the reservoir was far greater than the spillway’s capacity. i Still the sight of the rushing water ' encouraged the men. Kvery one of, them felt that If the palisade held the I discharge would he Increased enough i to stop the rise, hut at present the ef- I j feet was small. By nine o'clock it was —And Shook His Fist at the Sky. within n foot of tlio top. They begun to measure its rise by inches. Although the ilatn had heen carefully kept level as it was built, the trample of horses ami men. the present digging and palt- I sailing and revetting had caused little ! depressions. Now the water rose to the level. Here and there It began to trickle over! The rain coming down front the mountain tops was as cold as ice, yet the men wore in a fever of excitement. They had got their second wind. They were too enthused, too desperate, to feel their weariness. They had not ; worked before as they did thou. It was the last possible nervous outburst with most of them. They could keep it up a little longer—till they dropped dead. As the mad thoroughbred falls in his stride on the track, pushed be yond his power of endurance, as even the common carthorse can be made to go until he drops, so these men, white, haggard, nervous, drawn-faced, sweat mingling with the rain on their sodden bodies, would go till they broke. They had not quite reached that point yet. There were some five hundred heavy cement bags which had been filled with sund and plied up on the roadway at convenient points. As u forlorn hope, as a last try, Vandeventer called all the diggers and ditchers, and hewers and drivers, and bade them tackle the sandbags. The timber wall that rose to four or five feet was now packed to a height of three with an unequal wall of earth. The waves were beginning to roll against the rampart, although their force as yet was broken by the brush wood. Vandeventer jumped up on the palisade near the center. There were some large logs there where he could stand, and whence he could get as clear a view of the whole top of th<* dam us was possible through the driv ing rain. “There," shouted the engineer, point ing to a red trickle—It seemed to him like blood, taking its hideous hue from the red clay of the banks—where the water l ad found a low spot and was vvushirig across the top and trickling through the new wall and down on tie- other side. Even as he pointed, the trickle became a stream and the stream bade fair to lie a flood. Men ran and dropped sandbags over in front of the palisade, right where the leak hud occurred. < )ther men heaped up the earth behind the wail, seeking to smother it and stop it. The water checked there, they were forced to do the same tiling at another place. Desperately they dropped their sand hags, sturdily they plied their shovels in the mud; scrambling and yelling, they ran from leak to leak. They lift ed the heavy hags of sand as If they iimii been leave- or bread and Jammed them down. They swung pick and shovel like toys, although the rain made all the earth sticky mud and the work all the harder. The water was clear over the top of the dam now, and streaming through the revetment of brush and surging against the pali sade. Where it did not let the water through, the line of stakes was begin ning to bend backward. The men who had expended their sandbags and could get no more, in one final effort ran to the palisade, dug their heels madly in the wet, slimy i-arth and put their shoulders against •he bending stakes ns if to hold them ’ip by main strength. Thin streams were flowing here and there, now un heeded. Checked and held in one spot, the water broke through at another. The spillway could not control the rise. “She’s gone, she’s gone 1” gasped V'nndeventer under his breath. He hud (ought a good tight. He could do no more. There were no more bags of sand. Save for the men straining at the wall here and there and every where, there was left nothing but to stand and wait, having done all. As one man saw another the whole hun dred and fifty caught the contagion and threw themselves against the pali sade, wet anil chilled from the rain, but yet madly, recklessly, Americans and foreigners alike. They would hold it by main strength for another min ute, they swore, oblivious to the fact that Just as soon as It went It would go with u rush. The stockade would bo swept away first, and they would go with it. What of that? The men back of it matched their brawny arms against rain and wind, the powers of man against tin powers of God, but not mockingly. It is perhaps doubtful if they realized what they did. It was instinct, habit, blind desperation now. If the flimsy wall failed under the terrific water pressure, they would be hurled beneath it. swept down the slope of the dam, buried In the debris as it was swept away, caught up if they by any chance survived so far, and hurled, broken and buttered, down the valley In the ter rible flood that would ensue. What did they know about that, or knowing, what did they care, as they strained at the wavering timber wall? And still they held as the rain poured down on them, soaking through their soggy clothes, the colder on their exhausted bodies for the keen wind that blew across them. Well, they had done everything they could. Vnndcventer jumped down and pressed himself against the nearest timber with the men and waited, silent. ' He had never sustained such a pres sure in all his life. Like Atlas, he J felt as if lu- were holding up a world. And the mocking thing about it all was Ids feeling, nay his realization, that he was not really holding any thing, that if the palisades failed, his pressure, bis resistance and that of all the other men amounted to nothing. Yet lu- hold on, and they, too—demi gods. CHAPTER XVI. The Ancient Art o* Fascination. And much of the last wild hurricane of work took place under the observa tion of a woman! From the top of the big mesa there was a clear view of the new reservoir, from the dam on one side far back into the hills on the other. In spite of the tremendous downpour and the tierce gale Helen Illingworth stood ex posed to both attacks, and. indeed, in different to them—albeit protected by slicker and boots and sou’wester— fas cinated by the titanic struggle between i nature and man of which she was a witness. The general Investigation by Rodney and Miss Illingworth had produced no results. A careful study of Rod ney’s notes upon the subject had only j served the more thoroughly to convince i them that Meade was blameless. But i the most assiduous effort with the heartiest will in the world and the promptings of devotion nnd affection could not make a case out of these j suggestions and their inferences that i would hold water. They could not es- ! tabltsh their contention beyond perad- t venture in the face of Meade's direct admission and ShurtlifFs corrobora - tlon. They could not establish It lo thn ! public mint) by any evidence at ali if Meade and Shnrtllff remained silent. If either one or the other of the two conspirators could be brought to XM the truth. Meade could be restored, a‘ least sufficiently so for the pnrprrs* r,f argument.; tie- argument fh Helen Illingworth s/siner <>■ In Ter ran* rnr.se to her father. It was that to |. h she : gave the most thought if was for ‘hat she planned and longed. Two people cannot r. .-.altc . . h', mutual consent to disrn• >•• fro . daily thought and eon’er-a?.or, ay subject whatsoever without Intreiur ing in place of it a certain con ■ onf. It Is as futile to attempt to di- ..ss (/HI~~7i7M77 Irii/fi/,/. V " ” .. n ! T Helen Illingworth Stood Exposed to Both Attacks. anything absolutely from the human mind as is the oft-suggested cure for rheumatism — doing certain things without thinking of the disease sought to be cured! The next installment brings the climax of the story. The most important developments in the lives of Meade and his friends are described. CTO BE CONTINUED.) °L0W IS MOST ANCIENT TOOL Has Been Used by Man Since He First Attempted to Make the Earth His Servant. Three very ancient implements have been used in human industry—the plow, the sword and the pen. Of the three, the oldest Is the plow. A his tory of the development of this ag ricultural tool would take us back through centuries to the time when man began to subdue the earth and make it his servant. Thousands of plow models are now to be seen in the patent office at Washington. These 1 tell us what has been done by invent- { ors in recent years, but there is a long story back of these plows. From his study of a Babylon brick, j in the museum of the University of Pennsylvania, Doctor Clay concluded that he had found a true picture of the first plow, which was Invented by Abraham. For his proof that Abra ham was the inventor of the plow, Doctor Cloy refers us to the “Book of Jubilees,” which was published in the second century B. C. This book says that the Babylonians were punished because they hud yielded to satan and that the form of their punishment was that the ravens came and ate up the grain they had sowed In the fields. Abraham devised an instrument that should sow the seed in a furrow, in order that it might be covered up so that the birds of the air could not eat it. The apparatus shown on the an cient brick is a sort of combination plow, planter and harrow. It required three men to operate it. When the people sowed according to Abraham's commands, they feared neither the ra vens nor the birds. Whatever the value of the story in the “Book of Jubilees,” the brick, at least, gives a picture of perhaps the most Eniier.it tool used by man. Just Enough. Mandy, who was a housemaid and black, arrived late to begin her duties one morning and her mistress inquired as to the cuuse of delay. "I's sorry. Miss Clam; indeed I is!* stated Mandy. “But I jest natcbelly couldn't got here no sooner’n whut I is got here. I been at the party give by the Sistern of the Mysterious Ten at the Cullid Odd Fellers’ hall, right up the street. They started in dancin' and cnrrylu’ on last night and they’* still in full swing. You never seen sc many folks packed in one little hall in all yore bawn days; and right now, ef you’ll poke yore haid outen yore side winder you kin hear them folks whoop in’ and laughin’, and hear the orches tra playin'.” “Wasn’t it rather tumultuous, Man dy ?” asked the lady of the house. “Oh, nome!" said Mandy. ‘Hit wuzn’t a bit too mulchous—jest about mulchous enough !”—Saturday Evening Post. When Novels Were Really Long. Though William De Morgan wrote some of the longest novels of recent times, his efforts were conciseness it- ' self compared with the works of some | of the seventeenth century romances. Mile. De Seudery’s once famous story, ! "Le Grand Cyrus,” for instance, fills I five folio volumes of 500 pages each in the English translation; and her i contemporary. La Calpreuede, was even more diffuse, his “Cleopatre" run ning into 23 volumes. The leisurely • methods of the early novelists is well illustrated in "Parthenissa,” by Roger ! 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Hard cash was the one tiling win in the early days Napoleon could i ' lay hand on. and the same may he said r»f Marshal Soult. who, loll:: t fore he became duke of Dalmatia w.~ without a penny, says London An swers. Nor was Iiis great comrade i; arms, the heroic Xey, any better otY when in his youth lie donned the un form of a private soldier. We do not know for certain wheth er Columbus ever carried his coat to the pawnshop, but the miseries of a dungeon were certainly not the only ones which tried his heart, his pocket often being empty. Owing to poverty, Dickens knew hardships as a boy, and Dumas, the author of “Moute Cristo," died a de pendent. Otherwise Engaged. “So you think you will stand a bet ter chance with your gardening this year?" “Yes,” replied Mr. Crosslots. “All the neighbors will be making gardens themselves, instead of standing around laughing at me.” Good resolutions are formed most easily just before one gets tip on the morning after the night before. 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