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u I i ' nt r oi- ti( ft L.7" r r r 5 n KITTY'S By Author of m sVfK hv-JK-SK ( CHAI'TEIl VI. (Continued.) "Kitty," ho said, "I want you to listen to mo for a little while, will you?" I cast ono quick, scared, deprecating llttlo glanco at him, and let my eyes fall. My heart was beating In such a wild and foolish way that I could not speak, could not prevent him from speaking, could not think. "I did not mean to say this to you Just yet," ho went on gently, In his quiet, steady, earnest tone. "It seemed scarcely fair to you to say it yet. You nro so young life Is all before you you havo seen so few people, seen so HUlo of tho world, that I feel I may bo taking an unfair ndvantngo of you nn unfair advantage of your youth. I meant to bo patient, Kitty; I meant to bo patient and wnlt. But a week or two ngo I confided to Mrs. Corfleld what I meant ono day to ask you; and It has struck mo slnco then that she must havo told you something of what I said to her. That Is why I nra speak ing to you, dear, so soon." There was a moment's pause. Though I never raised my eyes, I was conscious of his gaze, tlxed earnestly, lutently on my face all tho while- ho spoke. "Kitty, I think you know what 1 want to tell you," ho continued. "I lovo you, Kitty. I want to ask you, dear, If you will bo my wife." Ho had spoken very quietly, In a very gravo and steady way, not as .though ho wcro conferring a boon upon mo, yet not with cxcesslvo hu mility. My hands, which ho held In nls, wcro trembling, my heart was Dealing fast. I looked across at him, And Ills eyes seemed to hold mine; 1 ould not look awny again. Ho was strong, so tender, so good, so true! m I loved him oh, I loved him! Ho read my lovo In my eyes; I let him read It, I could not help It. "Kitty, tell me," he pleaded, gently. Don't let us blunder either of us. I lovo you, dear, dearly mo3t dearly. MEQ'S PRETTY FIGURE S But don't bo afraid of hurting mo, Kitty. If you tell mo I havo no hope, I shall bear It as ono bears most things. What I could not bear, dear, b that you should sacrifice yourself perhaps regret It. If you feel that you bavo no lovo to give mo, not enough ovc, toll mo, Kitty; tell mo now." "I can't tell you," I cried "I can't tell you; It Is not true." My voice was unllko my own, tense, suppressed. I'ho words came quickly, yet In a la Dored way; and each word seemed to hurt mo sharply. "I lovo you," 1 said. I can't holp It; It's true." Holding ray hands firmly In his, ho Irew mo to tho sofa besido him; ho put his arm round mo and drew mo nearer to him and kissed me. For n minute nil doubts had disappeared; I was supremely, blissfully content. Then tho good mlnuto passed. I drew myself away, looked at him doubtfully, ind felt ray heart sink. "It's not not for kindness' sake?" t questioned eagerly. "For kindness' sake, dear?" ho re peated, In a puzzled tone. "You don't think I'm unhappy, do rou? I'm not. I'm happy enough. I lon't mind Aunt Jane, and things aro not so horrid aB they seem the girls ire nice, and Undo Richard's kind. Don't bo sorry for me; I couldn't bear It, I should hato It! It's not that you'ro lorry, Is It?" He was looking at me with tho samo perplexed expression. "I'm afraid, dear, I don't under itand," ho said. I found It hard to explain. I could sot speak with that self-contained jalmness that was necessary to mako my meaning plain. "Aro you suro?" I askod him, eager ly. "Tell mo again, I want you to say It again, that you'ro suro, quite sure." "Suro of what, dear?" - l HUSBAND "Hetty," Etc. m .if&Jrl mmmW "Of what you said. You said you wanted me." His gray eyes looked at mo with a gleam of merry yet tender laughter. "I am qulto suro of that," ho an swered. "There Is nothing else In tho world, Kitty, of which I am so sure." A minute later an Interruption came. Undo Richard, paper In hand, strolled into tho drawing-room. 'What's tho matter, Kitty what's tho matter?" ho said, as 1 roso precipi tately to retreat. "Nothing is tho matter, sir," John Mortimer replied, quietly. "Kitty has been promising to bo my wife. Wo hopo you will not disapprove." Out I fled without hearing Undo Richard's answer. I fled away to the top of the house to a llttlo dusty gar ret whoro not even tho girls would think of searching for mo; and there, with my now muslin, costly to tho ex tent of two golden guineas, gathered around me, I sat beneath tho skylight on nn old dusty leather portmanteau of Aunt Jano's, and tried to think calmly of tho ordeal that lay before mo when I should venturo forth from my hiding plnco. I could not faco Aunt Jane, Undo Hlchard, tho keen, merry eyes of Meg and Dora, until I had thought about things a little, grown moro sedately happy, until my cheeks had cooled, my heart had begun to beat moro quietly, and my mind had grown Ices bewildered with happiness. CHAPTER VII. Perhaps a mlnuto, perhaps an hour, had passed I do not know how tlmo went by but long before my chocks had cooled an Interruption camo. I had thought myself secure; but tho garrot door opened, and Meg's pretty, graceful, alert flguro stood In tho door way In tho twilight. "Kitty, my dear, John is discon solate," sho said. If my cheeks had been cooling, thoy grew brilliantly red again. My heart beat faster than ever as Meg's merry TOOD IN THE DOORWAY. volco pronounced my lover's name tho namo by which I had never called him, by which it seemed to mo I should never daro to call him. Sho stood In tho doorway looking In, her bluo eyes sparkling with laughter, hor pretty lips pretending to bo gravo, but not carrying tho pretenso so fnr that it should decclvo me. I was discovered; I roso from my dusty portmanteau, lot down my dress about me, and followed Meg out upon tho landing. "Como hero, under tho window, nnd let mo look nt you," sho said, taking possession of mo. "Kitty!" "Yes." "Do you know what a a peony is like, dear?" "Oh, Meg, don't tenso mo, don't laugh at mo; let mo go!" "Kitty, mamma loft off blushing when sho left off bibs and pinafores. With the dlsappearanco of your pina fores, tho habit seems to havo grown upon you. Now, como, Kitty, I'm your eorllest confidanto; come, confide in mo." "I dont want to confido In you I don't want to confido In you at all." "Did he go down upon ono knee, Kitty and and did tho windows rat tlo very much? Oh, Kitty, my dearest Kitty, I'm dying to know what he said." "I shall never tell you." "Oh, yes, you will!" said Meg with sweet assurance, putting her arm coax Ingly around my shoulders, and bend ing forward to look Into my face and laugh at me. "You accepted him; and nfler your solemn profession to Dora only this ovenlng that nothing on earth would over mako you. Ills argu ments must havo been weighty, Kitty; but they were sure to bo wolghty John Is nothing If not profound." I shook off tho arm that was em bracing mo. But Meg would not bo ro- pulscd; she put her pretty llttlo linnil beneath iny chin, looked at mo with mock reproach, then, laughing again, bent forward and kissed me. "ono might fancy, Kitty, If ono did not know tho circumstances cC tho case, ono might fancy Do you know what ono might fancy?" "No." "That you wero In lovo with John." "And I am," I declared, my eager tono sounding unconvincing somehow as I caught tho amused, incredulous llttlo twinkles In Meg's clear bluo eyes. "I am, Meg. You don't bollovo mo but lis true." "Poor Kitty," said Meg In a tragic tono, still unconvinced. "When did It happen, dear7" I turned away. Meg tripped nftcr mo down tho dusty garret stairs; and, as wo reached tho floor below, twined her arm caressingly about my waist again. "What docs It fcol llko to fall In lovo, dear? Is tho fall a shock? And what does it feel llko when you'r thero?" "Where?" "In tho land of love, tho land of llmc-llght. In tho llmo-llght I sup poso oven John would look romantic? But a romantic flguro with a short beard! Oh, bear with mo, Kitty! Im agination falls mo, 1 can't plcturo It! Now, n long beard a long, big, yollow, Teutonic beard, or n long, thin, taper ing, pathetic beard I could put up with under protest. But a short beard, speckled brown nnd gray, with a sorv- Icoablo suit of clothes Kitty, I'm so sorry; I'm afraid I can't fall In lovo with John." "I don't think ho will mind," I said, with a touch of malice in my tone. Meg sighed profoundly, her eyes still dancing with merry laughtor. "Is his heart all yours? Poor mo, poor world, poor rest of us." "Oh, Meg, don't bo such a goosol" "I'm trying to bo sorlous, llko you. An engagement, Kitty, Is a most seri ous thing. And tho first serious con sideration Is tho ring diamonds, of course refuse, dear, to havo anything to say to anything but diamonds. Now, Kitty, let mo offer you a pleco of advice. Bo exacting; a lover la nothing unless ho brings dally gifts of flowers and fruit and chocolato creams. Keep that well beforo his mind. Hellotropo and mnlden-hnlr fern and chocolato creams dally! My Bplrlts aro rising. Now nnd then you can sug gest that chocolato ulmonds will bo welcome to mo for n change." "But ho Isn't engaged to you," I snld, laughing. "No. Preserve mo! But lot's bo fair lot's divldo things equally you'ro welcomo to John, but lot mo havo tho flowers and Bwects. And Dora well, Dora shall wear tho flow ers when I havo dono with them. Flowers that I wear always live for a second day. Do you know that thnt'H unlucky? If you'ro to bo lucky in life, nnd In lovo, tho flowers you wear should wither quickly. Did you over hear of that superstition?" "Never." "Bo moro sympathetic, Kitty. Don't say 'novcr' In that flat tone. Plcaso to realize my tragedy. No ono 1b com ing to woo mo no ono Is coming to wed. No John will over say ho loves mo. By tho by, Kitty, did John say ho loved you?" I Unshed ono quick glanco nt her, and caught tho thought In h&r mind. "Yes," I said in a volco that would not bo steady In splto of all my efforts; "and I wanted to toll you you woro all wrong, you nnd Dora and Aunt Jano. Ho docs caro for mo. Ho cares for mo for my own sake for his own Bake not for duty in tho lcnst." Meg looked at mo doubtfully for a moment, a little graver than hor wont. "That's very nice," sho said, gently; but thero was a noto of unreality In her tono; und I knew I had not con vlnccd her. (To ba continued.) . EnrouraclxB tho Wltncif. Tho bullying lawyer Is unhappily still to bo mot with, and his confusion ia always tho signal for rejoicing among tho spectators. A distinguished colonial Judgo recalls how ho onco tried a case In tho supremo court of ono of tho British possessions. The learned barrister who appeared for tho defendnnt had nn unfortunate habit of bullying his own witnesses. If they did not answer him precisely as he wished ho would attnek them with, "My dear man, do attend to me." or with, "If you can't speak up llko a man, I must abandon your case." In this instance tho defondant, whoso name was Jonas, was rather obscuro In his answers. Counsel questioned him moro soveroly, but poor Jonas only grow moro confused. At length the barrlator became exasperated and shouted: "My good man Jonas, do como out of that whalo's belly oi yours and answer my questions properly." This was too much for tho Judgo, who could not restrain his amusement, while tho witness was so confused that he refused to answor, and tho caao wai lost. The Parrot Oare Illm Awajr. Victor Chovallor, a clever criminal In Paris, was run down In a shrewd way. Ho was known to bo exceedingly fond of a pet parrot, and the police wore In structed to look for a loquacious bird of this kind. After a few weeks' search tho talkatlvo parrot was discovered In tho Montmartro district. Tho police kept a close watch on the house, and In time tho criminal appeared to bav an affectionate chat with tho bird. Truo to tho Fnmily'H Tradition. Jane I understand sho comes of a very old family. Lily Yes; you can oeo the family trait In her very clearly, Jane What trait? Lily Age. Stra Btcrlcs. FAIREST; DEAREST. "Yes, Tom, she's a mighty good-look-tng country girl; not to be compnrcd, though, with others I know, and who aro Just ready to Minp mo up when I mako nn offer; but tho fact Is," and Joseph Fitzgerald stroked his mustacho contentedly nnd fondly, as ho added: "They all lovo mo so, and 1 don't know which ono to choose. That's why 1 remain a slnglo man. But, rcnlly, I'm Bllghtly tired of our city belles, nnd I'vo come down to this out-of-the-way place, Instead of going to some fashion ablo summer resort for nmuscment," Tho sccno ts a room In a country ho tel; tho speaker, John Fltzgcrnll, In tho laugungo of tho country, a "city chnp," with some good looks, a llttlo money, nnd nbundnnt conceit, Tho good-looking country girl re ferred to Is Allco Dovlno, tho hello of tho village, who lives In tho houso on the hill. Allco was nn orphan. Hor parents had both died when sho was very young, leaving her In tho caro of Aunt Dinah, an old colored woman who had been with them for years, nnd who since their death had taken caro of tho houso nnd looked after her dear young "mlesus," whom sho fairly worshiped. Tom Prlnco wns a whole-souled, flno looklng country young man, and "dead In lovo" with Alice. Tom wns Aunt Dinah's favorite, besides being se cretly engaged to the country bcllo. Joseph Fltzgornld had rando tho nc qualntnnco of both Allco nnd Tom through a mutunl friend. Women, It would seem, whether country or city-horn, nro Imbued with nn Inherent lovo of flirting, and Allco had Immediately commenced a desper ate flirtation with Mr. Fitzgerald, who coon became posltvo that sho was deeply In love with him. Tho "city chap" wns no favorlto of Aunt Dlnah'B, and the old woman often took occasion to tell hor young "mis sus" Just what sho thought of him. Tom, too, did not llko to boo his sweetheart bo often with Mr. Fitzger ald, but when ho told her so sho an swered that ho must not bo Jealous, for sho would not havo a Jealous man for her husband, and, besides, they wcro not married yet. So poor Tom bad to bear It tho best ho could and content himself with secretly wishing tho "city chnp" far away. All this, It must bo remembered, waB unknown to Joseph Fitzgerald. Tom listened to his remarks with feelings which he could not well de fine, but ho nnswered calmly: "Well, Mr. Fitzgerald, 1 wish you success." "Thank you," returned tho other; "thero Is no doubt of It not tho least. You see, Tom, old boy," patronizingly, VOU MUST GIVE UP FLIRTING WITH HIM. "sho Is desperately In lovo with mo. Sho has told me as much, and I am going thero tonight." "Whnt for, If I mny ask?" "Why, I will sco her alone; then I'll proposo, and, ns a matter of course, bo accepted. Afterward why, I'll do as I havo often dono beforo tako French leavo!" Tom could not repress a feeling of Indignation at hearing this man talk so coolly of the girl ho loved nnd his plans In regard to her. Ho felt an almost Irrcslstlblo impulso to knock htm down, and It wns with great dt fa culty ho refrained from uttering tho burning words that wero on his tonguo, and restrained himself sufllclcntly to say: "How do you know sho will accept you?" "Aro you awaro," replied tho other, "that my namo Is Joseph Fitzgerald, and that my family " "Yes, yes," Interrupted Tom, "but are you euro you will bo accepted?" "Suro!" tho word uttered In a tono Indlcatlvo of tho utmost surprise nt tho very Idea of tho Insinuation. "Why, my dear fellow, what do you mean? Of course I am suro!" Tom could not help saying as be aroio and left: "Mr. Fltzge'rald, there Is such a thing as being too sure. Romcmbor that too suro!" "Poor fellow! Jealous!" wero Mr. Fitzgerald's comments. Tom Immediately after leaving tho "city chap" posted off as quickly as his feet could carry htm to Allco. Ho found her at home. "Now,' sco here, Alice," be eald, "you know I love you, and you have prom ised to marry me, but If you love that Fitzgerald better than you lovo mo, why, say so, and otherwise you must give up flirting with him, for I can nut stand it any longer!" "Why, Tom, dear, you'ro Jealous again, I'm ashamed of you, I ami" "It's enough to mako a saint Jeal ous," growled Tom. "Why, Allco, I havo been compelled to sit and listen to that man talk In the coolest way tbout you. He told mo ho was com ing hero tonight to proposo, and you vould accept him." "Ho did did he?" quietly. "And not only that, but when I aakef. htm If ho was suro of being accepted," continued Tom, "ho said 'of courso ho was.' " "AoA you, Tom. deat?' . "w i-!. " ""T" "I told him there wns Mich a thing as btflng too sure," "Well, Tom, dear, I confess. I did Invito him to call tonight; but I didn't think never mind. Wo will sco nbout tho other matter. Tho night wns very dark. Tho door of tho houso on tho hill was opened for Fitzgerald by somo ono ho could not sco, for no light was burn ing In the hall or parlor, Into which ho wns marched. " 'TIs better thus," ho said to him self, "far better that there Is no light. Tho darkness Is preferable." Somo ono deeply veiled enmo to greet him, and soon they wcro seated on tho Gofn. Not n word had ns yet boon spoken, but now Mr. Fitzgerald poured out his talo of lovo. "Oh, dearest, I lovo you lovo you mndlyl" ho said. "Ia my love can I hopo It Is rbturned?" No nnswer, but Mr. Fltzgornld could (ell thnt tho being by his sldo wns deeply agitated. "I hnvo loved you nlnco I first saw you, dearest nnd fairest of glrlg," ho went on. "Loved ns man novcr loved before. Oh, do not sny you do not lovo mo novcr can bo mlno? But say, oh, say, you will ninrry mo. Will you, oh, will you, darling, bo my own dear wife?" Ho waited for an answer. It came, In n volco thnt was unmistakable: "Say, young mnn, wha' yo mean by 'sultln' n 'spcc'nblo cullud pusson this way, hey, sab 7" At tho Bamo Instnnt up went the light, nnd thoro beforo tho astonished lover stood Allco nnd Tom, arm In nrm, whllo by his side, with tho veil thrown off her faco, snt "tho fairest und dear est of girls" Aunt DInnh. Joseph Fitzgerald disappeared tho next morning on tho enrly train to New York. Now York Nowb. THE TRAMP NUISANCE. Tho Munurr la Which It Is Ilelng Droit Willi lu Vrnnor. The number of trnmps In Franco Is nit proportionately so largo as In this country, but It Is lnrgo enough to at tract tho attention of legislators. Tho frequency of crimes recently commit ted by trnmps showed tho necessity of propnrlngulaw concornlng beggars and trnmps of moro prautkal benefit thnn tho municipal ordinances posted at tho limits of every communo or township. It Imposes severe pcnnltles on profes sional beggars or trnmps who rcfuBo to work without proper reason. Unllko the existing Iuwb, tho new bill deals mildly with tho tramps nnd unfor tunates who nro ablo and willing to work, but cannot find nny employment. Thcso nro to bo taken before a Justlco of tho pence, who Is to send them to tho "houso of labor," which every do pnrtment In Franco Is to bo compelled to open, whero thoy will bo occupied nt somo work until employment la found for them In privnto workshops. Tho trials of beggars and tramps have amounted, on nn average, to 35,000 n year. Inquiry rcgnrdlng tho condition of tho temporary refuges, such, for In stance, ns our workhouses, showed that In 189G they had been visited by 4GG.O0O Individuals, who had spent ono night there. In 1895 n general order wns sent to nil tho gcndnrmlc, or po lice corps, through France, requiring agents to mako inquiries regarding all Individuals unknown In their own dis trict who wcro found on tho public roads. Tim pollco wcro Instructed to ask these Individuals to produce doc uments or to furnish explanations con cerning their Identity and profession, so that a kind of statistics and num bering could bo obtained. Of course, mnny Individuals could not have been reported by tho gcudnrmerlo; neverthe less, It was shown that on a single day In 1895 tho names of 25,000 tramps were recorded on tho lists of tho rural police. SEVENTY YEARS. Ho IIri Lived Without Working I cmne lln Uocmt't Itrllavo In It. Springfield (Mo.) special Chicago Record: Down In Stono county, Mis souri, thirty miles couth of this city, walled in by tho Ozark mountains, lives Sklnch Painter, who took a solemn vow nearly sixty years ago that ho would never work. Ho declared tho belief that tho world owes a living to every ono brought Into It and that work is a useless sin. This rcmarkablo charac ter Is seventy years old. In his own caeo ho has mado positive demonstra tion of his anti-work theory, for he has novcr tolled. Yet ho lives In absolute contentment, and has tho natural hap piness of tho early day Indians as portrayed In story books. Ho says ho has novcr suffered from hunger, has never felt tho need of monoy, nnd has never weakened In his determination to abstain from labor. He has liter ally fished, hunted and fiddled his way through the world. That is what ho said he would do when ho was ten years old. Sklnch Painter was born In the Ozark mountains. He has nvcr been married. He has brothers in adjoining counties who aro pros porous farmers. Sklnch hasn't seen hid kinsmen for n scoro of years, al though they live less than fifty miles away. From III I'nlnt of View. "I understand that thero are somo firms that give a young employe a ralso of salary when he marries," sho said. "It Is a strange fact," replied tho cynical bachelor, "that thero aro men so constituted thnt they enjoy encour aging other men to got Into troublo." I.ethnrslo. From tho Chicago Nows: Stubb "Aro tho peoplo of this town Iiealthy?" Ponn "Well, half tho tlmo they'ro in bed." Stubb "111?" Penn "No, sleep." ORIENTAL HASHES OF ENfiLISM tap iid ChliiMo Making Qneer X tempi In War ' l'ul.llo Notice. From tho Imdon Standard: Tho Jnpancso nro raro hands at perpetrat ing unconscious wit when thoy at tempt n public notlco In English. In nn art exhibition nt Toklo appeared tho following: "Visitors aro requested nt tho entrance to show tickets for In spection. Tickets nro charged 10 cons nnd 2 ecus for tho special nnd common respectively. No visitor who Is mad or intoxicated Is nllowcd to enter In; If nny person found In shall bo claimed to retire. No visitor la allowed to carry In with himself nny parcol, urn lirclln, stick nnd tho llko kind, except his purso, and Is strictly forbidden to tnko within himself dog or tho Bamo kind of beasts. Visitor Is requested to tnko good caro of himself from thlevcly." Outside n restaurant In tho samo city swings a sign-board read ing, "Lot food bo eventuated," whllo nnothor ndvortlscs eggs as "extract of fowl." A recent visitor to Yokohama saw painted on shop fronts, "Tho All Countries Boot nnd Shoo Small or Fins Wnrcs," "Old Curious," "HorscBhoe Mnker Instruct by French Horso Inch," "Cut Hair shop," "If you wnnt sell watch I will buy, If you want buy watch I will Boll," "Hatter Native Country" and "Autcmntlc of Nausea Marina" (remedy for seasickness). Tho Chinese, of courso, also make sad hash of our tonguo. Witness this at n laundry In Shnnghnl: "With rofer enco to notify you for tho employed In tho various laundries In Shanghnl. But nny washermen Is qulto Inability of disadvantage to washing any public, and, though tho high price ruling now for rent, charcoal, coal, soap, rice, etc., It Is novcr counterfeit. Tho commit tee of tho Laundries guild nro now to notify the general public, which must will bo Increase. If any gcntloman or lndy will unbollof, upwnrd a fow linos will can sco tho dally nows Is wrltton qultoly distinctly, and obliged many thanks." Tho Chlneso havo a horrid habit of getting rid of ovory girl born after tho first, nnd thus was necessi tated a warning over a pool nt Foo-chow:- "Girls may not bo drowned hero!" Ono Wong Foo advertises over his workshop: "Always has any Franco Pastry, Dinner, Lunch, Supper. All kinds of Foreigners Cakes for Sale." Anothor: "All sorts of goods, many morchnndlso In steamer, not sol dom nnywhero and safe." A pathetic ally brief Inscription adjacent reads: "Ah Chan upstair." Tho fondneis for efflorescent signboards In shown In "Tho houso of Increasing profit," "Tho hall of brilliant light," "Celestial ad vantage," "Great felicity," "Hill of Great Peace." CLOSE FIOUniNQ. A Daj' Marketing Untight for Only Ton CenU, Ten cents Is a small fund with which to do a day's marketing for a family of thrco, but there aro families on tho cast sldo who mako a dlmo purchase food enough for twenty-four hours. Friday Is market day on tho cast sldo, nnd If you want to sco mnrkotlng that is marketing, with keen competition nnd closo dealing, with tho cent as a mcasuro of valuo, go on thnt day Into tho Essex and Hester streets district tho most populous In tho world whore small shops abound and push cart peddlers congregate, nnd you will sco a eight to be witnessed nt no other place on earth. I went with a Riving ton street housokecpor Into an Kssox otrcot butcher shop, nnd saw hor spend nt least flvo minutes In purchasing halt a pound of corned beef, for which sho pnld 4 cents. It wns good, full weight, and sho Insisted that a bit of meat no larger thnn tho nickel sho handed tho butcher should bo put on tho scale after It was down. She was market ing for Sunday for her family of three ocrsons. Cornod beef hash was evi dently In her mind, for she wont to a enrt In tho strcot nnd bought a pound of potatoes, for which sho pnld ono cent, and had a most desperate argu ment as to tho size of tho last ono, put on tho scalo for good weight. Sho bad her way, and tho dealer said something about "a woman." Sho hod spent half of her ten cents, nnd next purchased from a sidewalk stand ono pound of black bread, cut from a loaf that weighed about ten pounds, and paid two cents for It. Then sho wont to another cart and bought half a pound of whlto beans for a cent, and three quarters of a pound of cornmeal for another cent. Sho bad one cent left, and that went for four somewhat an cient looking tomatoes. Her dlmo was gone, and sho disappeared In tho throng with her purchases and thread ed her way to a rear tenement in Rlv Ington street New York Herald. a old In tho riilllpplnoi. It Is said thero Is not a stream rising in the mountains of Luzon and the same Is true of other Islands of the Phlllpplno group which has not Its gold bearing sands. Tho alluvial de posits of the precious raotal have been garnered for many years, but no thor ough exploration for gold at Its sources In the mountains has ever been made, because tho Spaniards were unable to conquer the tribes inhabiting the In terior regions. Some of these tribes are said to look upon the digging up of the earth as a sacrilege, and thoy will not seek gold In that way, nor permit others to do It, lest tho wrath of the gods should grow hot against them. Courneeoaa hat Itaah, "Mrs. Paddcrly jnsulted our Culture clai." "In what way?" "She suggested that this year we tako up the study of 'manners.'" Along tho path of painful persistence wo pass to perfection. ft? ( -)viasiw-.t