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:l W""" t -I 'Mv J- -ww wiiwsnw wcni ( ''t "tl"!1 LOVE Wj Hy Florence CHAPTER XI. (Continued.) "You must not give inc false hopes, Rrldgot," she mild gravely. "You know at the tlmo of Mrs. Llndon's 1enth yon. nmong others, never doubt ed the teillty of the will." "I can't express myself well, niaam, said Btldget Ransom; "but If I tell my story my own way perhaps you'll undeistand. When you and Mr. Dynevor engaged me as nurse to Miss Kitty you made- one stipulation that I was not to bo talking continually of Mrs. Liudon. You said the Bttbject was a voiy painful one, and you did uot want to discuss It." "We both felt It a mistake to dwell on It," agreed Mrs. Dynevor. "And so I never told you what ray poor lady suffered," leturned Urldgct "Cure for her? Eustace Llndon cared for no ono but himself and the baby. He was so Jealous of his wife's affec tion for her firstborn that as soon as his own child was born he sent little Miss Lillian away to the country. Sho ns brought up In a French peasant's ottage, and the parting almost broke ktcr mother's heart." "Hut, Bridget," persisted Mrs. Dyne ror, "why tell mo all this now? It Is too late to help either my poor sister-in-law or her child." "Please hear mo out," sold Mrs. Uansom. "1 might hnvo written homo, and told you and Miss Lillian's uncle, i only Mrs. Llndon begged mo not. The fact was her husband hated Miss Lil lian, and she thought the poor child happier anywhere away from him. "Did he care for his own child?" "Yes; but she wns a sickly little thing, and with none of her mother's beauty. Sho had an English nurse rather n flighty young woman, whom my mistress hated. When Mr. Llndon -uddciily declared they couldn't nfford to keep mo and Julia, she begged and prayed for him to let me be the one to stay, and I humbled myself to ask hlra, too. I said I'd do all my own work and look after the child as well; but It wasjit no use. I went, Julia stayed." Mrs. Dynevor could not see the thread of these recollections, but she listened patiently. "A yenr or two after I left you, ma'am, I met Julia again. She wnsn't In service then, but sho seemed to have plenty of money, and Bhe told me Mr. Llndon allowed her 50 pounds a year for the sako of all she had done for the child. "I thought It was the most generous thing I'd ever heard of him; but I didn't come all this way to tell you of this. I'm a widow now, and I've a nice little lodging house at Brighton. I took a partner lately, and sho turns out to have been housekeeper to Mr. l.lndou for ten years; and. Mrs. Dyn evor, she says the woman he has mar ried Is tho Julia who was fellow-servant with me In Franco. Mrs. Dynevor looked bewildered. "Now. with all his faults, he was a gentleman," went on Mrs. Ransom, "and Julia Maunders was a common, uneducated woman, who could never be companion to him. Mrs. Markham, my partner, told me sho had actually been In his house as attendant to his daughter, that alio gave way to drink, iind, when not quite herself, actually struck Miss Llndon. Now, ma'am, a gentleman doesn't marry a vulgar, un educated woman of foity, who, besides, is given to drink, without somo rea son. Mrs. Markham and I have talk ed the matter over and over ngalu, and we believe there's something wrong about tho will, and Julia knew it." At that moment Harold Dynevor caino In. Ho would have gone away on seeing his mother was not nlono; hut sho detained him. and In a few words gave him tho heads of Mrs Hansom's story. "1 can't see how the will could be a fraud." ho answorod, "and yot every thing points to It. Llndon dismissing tho attendant who was true to his wife, and koeplng the one who could be bribed, points to fraud; but, mother, I don't see what we are to do." Neither did Mrs. Dynnvor; but their visitor now procoeded to relate the best part of her story. "Mrs. Markham told mo a good deal of her young lady, Boryl Llndon, and I'm ready to swear sho Is not tho child I left In Julia's care when I was sent away. There must bo plenty of people left In the French village who remem ber little Beryl. She was so puny and backward for a long time the doctor feared she was un Idiot. Sho had light hair, almost whlto and perfectly straight, and big, watery blue eyes the sort of eyes you see oftenest In idiots, At three years old she could hardly walk. No ono but her father could see anything to admire In her. "According to Mrs. Markham, Beryl , 'Llndon has very dark eyes, blue-grey, and almost black lashes, and curly brown hair. I can't think even fifteen years would mnke such a change." Mrs. Dynovor looked from her son to Mrs. Ransom, "I am sure you both see something some explanation; but I cannot." "Mother," sold Harold hoarsely, "forgive mo!' I have kept a secret from you. Tho girl you know as Beryl Lendon Is really Aunt Nina's daugh ter. Sho came to Kasthlll to etcapo A from her fathor and his second wife. An accident gave mo the key to her secret She wanted never to come here again because sho was our ene my's nftughter; but I told her we BJEr J HodjIKJtuon would be content to think of her Only as her mother's child." "She Is Nina's Image," breathed Mis. Dynevor; "but oven then " "I havo no pioof," said Harold, "any more than Mrs. Hansom; but I believe wo both think the same, and to mo It Is a strong conviction. I believe that when ho saw his own child's state was hopeless, Llndon conceived n des porato scheme. Ho would bend away the only person likely to betray him, he would bribe the nurse Into silence, his wife was so III a few mouths would end ner life, and she would never know his deception. As soon as Brid get left we know he removed his fam ily to another part of France. With in a month we heard of Lillian's death; but I believe- the child buried as Uncle Frank's daughter whs really Beryl Llndon." "You mean he chauged the chil dren?" Harold nodded. "But It would be Impossible! How coula he pass off a child of seven for a baby of three?" "We don't know that he did. He placed the little girl In tho caro of a country doctor Bomo time after her mother's death; but there Is no tell ing what age he gave her. Mother, don't you see this explains so much? Aunt Nina never guessed his hateful plot. She died believing it was her .own child, Lillian Dynevor, who would grow up heiress of the Manor. Sho rould havo had very little to leave, that little sho naturally bequeathed to her husband. The phrase 'all my real and personal property was no doubt his choice. If Lillian had been nllve ho would havo Inherited only a little ready money, In spite of that high sounding phrase; with Lillian dead, ho took eveiythlng." "It would be the blackest sin I ever heard of!" breathed Mrs. Dynevor. Bridget Hansom nodded her head. "Bui he did It, ma'am. Why you've only to ask his housekeeper, or tho young lady herself, to hear hu had no love or affection for the poor girl he called his daughter. He treated her with open Indifference, ir not neglect. Now the little child 1 left In France ho simply worshipped!" "Mother," said Harold, "here come tnc girls. You won't let Beryl think she Is less welcome because you know her secret?" Beryl and Kitty looked from one to the other of tho little group, bewil dered. It was Mrs. Dynevor who spoke, and to Boryl. "My dear," she said gently, "Mrs. Hansom has come here chiefly to seo you. She has heard a great deal of you from a Mrs. Markham, and bo I have learned your real name and the Mink between us." "And can you forgive me for being my father's daughter?" "Your fathor, unless we all mistake, was my brother-in-law, Frank Dyne vor. My dear, Mrs. Ransom lived with your mother for years. She Is ready to swear thnt you are not and cannot he. Beryl Llndon; we think you are my niece, Lllllun." "Sho Ih her mother's linage," said Mrs. Ransom; "and, though It Is not a compliment to say bo, she looks older than eighteen. Twonty-two at Christmas would be Miss Lillian's age." The girl who had so long thought herself Beryl Llndon burst Into tears, "Then It was not a dream that I had played In tho deserted nursery at tho Manor, thnt I had had a frock llko tho ono In the picture and 'Pet' was my own name after all!" Mrs. Runsom accepted tho hospital ity of Uplands for the night, and a telegram to Marton brought Mr. Proc tor to the farm before tho itnnlly hail finished breakfast "I should play a game of bluff," ho couii6olled, "nnd tell Mr. Llndon you have dlscoveied his fraud. Most prob ably he'll give In nnd confess every thing; otherwise, you'll havo to go first to Ponts-netifs, and see tho doc tor who attended the real Beryl Lln don; then ou to St. Jarent, whore sho Is reported to havo died, and get n description of the child burled In her, name. If the two gentlemen arc still practicing In the saino townships tho task would bo easy enough; If thoy havo moved on, and havo to be traced, It might take n long time; therefore, as I say, I advlso a game of bluff." Mrs. Tanner's supposed letter had como by that morning's post; but that also brought another from tho gentle widow herself, snylng sho was per suaded to prolong her stay another week. Mrs. Dynovor would, she knew, bo pleased to keep Miss Llndon, so she hoped tho change of plan would be agreeable to every one. "Depend upon It," said Harold, "the second letter camo from Mrs. Wllmot, and was written at Mr, Llntlon's re quest Ho must havo caught n glimpse of you yesterday at the Manor, nnd this Is a ruse to get you Into his hands," "Must I go?" she asked anxiously. "No," said Mr. Proctor; "but Hur old Dynevor, who Is, I bollevo, your next-of-kin, will keep the appointment at Woodlands In your stead. I shall accompany him as his legal adviser, and Mrs. Ransom will come, too, to speak to her recollections of tho real Beryl Llndon." Mr. Llndon hnd waited a good ten minutes when tho bell at Woodlands rang loudly. Another moment and he was confronted by tho man ho most feared nnd disliked, and tho woman ho tecogiilzed as his wife's devoted attendant. "So ou are 'Mrs. Tanner, nnd the note asking her governess to return whs a forgery?" said Mr. Proctor. "Sir." said Llndon hnughtlly, "I deny our right to Interfere In my do mestic concerns. I havo come to Kast hlll to llnil my daughter, nnd remove her from tho society of my enemies!" Then Mr. Pioctor spoke. Ho was so positive of Harold's suspicions be ing correct he felt Justified In assum ing farts. "Your daughter is not In England, Mr. Llndon." he said curtly. "We havo recently discovered your fraud. She Is burled at St. Jaccnt In Brit tany, under tho name of her half- sister. Lillian Dynevor Is still nllve, and tho lawful owner of nil you hnvo so long usurped. As she came of ago last December, you cannot even claim the role of her guardian." "It Ih false!" cried tho wretched man. "I " "You married Julia Maunders to make her hold her tongue," struck In Mrs. Ransom; "but you forgot me, Mr. Llndon. Ah! overruling Provi dence thiew your late housekeeper In my way, and when we had exchanged our opinions about you we knew pretty well the truth of the matter." "I defy you to prove It!" Harold Dynevor Interpoard. "As Lillian's next-of-kin, I am here with power to net for her. Mr. Lln don, you can mnke your choice: Sign a full confession of your fraud, die gorgo your Ill-gotten gains nnd leave England, when you win receive nn an nuity of fiOO pounds a year, or defy us. You may hold your own for two or three months, until we And the doc tor who attended your child; but. you will then be prosecuted with the ut most rigor of the law, and the result will probably bo penal servitude for life." Llko all bullies, Kustace Llndon was a coward. Mr. Proctor's plan hnd answered, and ho saw that ho was beaten. Better far accept his freedom and an annuity sufllcient to keep him than end his days In a convict prison. The trio left him. carrying awny his signed confession, and with tho un derstanding thit a representative of Mr. Proctor would take possession of the house In Elchoster square In tho name of Lillian Dynovor, nnd that ho gave up all the moneys of his step daughter which ho had appropriated, within a month. And when thoy told Lillian how strange mid unfamiliar the name sounded of her good fortuno Hhc as tonished them all by bursting into tears, and declaring she would rather remain Mis. Tanner's governess than return to Dynevor Manor as its mis tress. But that of course was Impos sible. (To be Continued.) ,.! Ton Itftcordnrf In frame. In many churches of Provence and Italy, especially those near tho sea, ox voto paintings placed on tho wails In accordance with vows mado by pil grims In moments of danger are often rcmarknhlo for their frames. Among tho curiosities may be enumerated InthB formed of splinters from ships that have been wrecked; also frames mnde of pieces of heavy cables, oc casionally painted bright hues, but sometimes left In their primitive gray color, splashed with tar. Nnlled to the laths surrounding u painting repre senting sailors fighting with tlorco sav ages may bo seen African or Poly nesian spears nnd darts, or swords made of hardwood, evidently memen toes of terrific btrugglcs. Sailors or landsmen who have made vows during times of porll nt sea, and who have no trophies to display, will surround their paintings with broad bands of wood hcnvlly lncrustcd with shells nnd sea weed, not Infrequently of rare nnd ex tremely beautiful kinds. Mlited tll frilling. A young Insuranco man received an Introduction to somo good people a few days ago in n manner which ho will not soon forget. The friend who did tho honors was somewhat of a wag, but wbb one of those quiet, sober, pol ished men whom one meets occasion ally. Upon this occasion ho was ns grave and dignified as a church (leg con, and seemingly perfectly slnccro. Ho said: "I would llko to mnko you, ncqualuted with Mr. B . I can rec ommend him to your good graces, hav ing known both him and his family for years. His father Is ono of tho b'st men I know, nnd their family is an old one. Thero Is only ono thing I might say, Mr. B, Is nn Insurance man and I havo always Insisted thnt any ono who could tell ns good a He ns ho can ought either to bo n plnno tunor or a lightning rod ngent" Cleveland Leader. IStperlnienti with Marine Torch. Experiments have been carried out on tho Thnmes by the Thames con servancy board with tho marine torch with conspicuous success. Tho tubes containing tho calcium carbldo Ignited immediately tho aubstanco camo Into contact with tho wnter, casting a bril liant light, which was vlslblo for u considerable distance. There Is every probability of this torch being requisi tioned for tho Illumination of certain parts of the river by night for the guidance of vessels, etc. Tho oxlstont IllumlnantH uio Inadequate and very Unsatisfactory, whorcas the ncotylerie gas Bheds a glaring puro whte light, covering a wldo area. Pearson I'd llko to know who sent mo this nbtislvo letter. I'll bet it was that crank next door. Mrs. Pearson I don't think so, John. It must have been some one who knows you much better than ho does. S03 THE BROTHERS aitj0'Xiiee?i In a dlnilr-llt room I naw n weaver il)ltiR nt lit loom That rnu n snlftlv its nn Iterant rhyme, Ami to' ttin YMiikmnn nt the loom wits Time Weaving the veti of Life, 'Twns piirtt-oolnreil, wrought of Venio mid Strife; And through the warp thereof Bitot little RoMfit thread of .Joy nnd T.ove. And ono stood ttv whon re were brim med with tvnrs, role-Ins thn mlk'hty slintt Wherewith, when eeemed the weaver' will t enh. He cut the wondrott web Time wenrca nnd wetixeH: nnd his dork brother, ho Will oris dny cut the wrh for you and me. -Clinton Hoolliud. The Story of the Story. BY M. W. CONNELLY. (Copyright 1W1: by Dolly Story Pub. Co.) "Where are you going, my chil dren?" It was the admiring mother of Paul Kochsmbenu who addressed her stalwart son nn he was leaving the tidy flower garde In front of his hone, paddle Ik hand, nnd making to ward the river. He dm accompanied by a small brunette of perhaps eight een, 4ark of hair, aark of eye, dark of eyelashes gratings from behind which prisoned love looked end a skin en riched by a faint olive tint. "To the land of blessings nnd bliss es, ma petite mere." replied Paul Jo cocely, to he closed the gate. On the shore lay an upturned birch bark canoe, of two fathoms, and Into this tho young friends embarked. Paul had Just grsduated from a Moutreal college and hnd tcturned to his home at Portage du Fort, far up the Ottawa liver, to Idle n few months before beglnlng llfo seriously. Ills companion, Louisa L. Rue, was from Sorel, fnr below, on n visit to rela tives In Portage du Fort. She hud In tended going further up tho river, iiko, to visit relatives, but "There it Is! Seo? Volla, la!" "Y.es. What a curious plnce for a grave! And then the path from the river's margin is bo grown with weed. Alone and fnrgottn' Well. I some times feel that I would like to be bur led In such a spot. Tho solitude Is at lenst constant." "Not here. This solitude Is fie quently broken. Every spring thou sands of voyageurs descending the river with their rafts of timber stop hero nnd visit this grave with Its weather-stained wooden headboard. Evory spring thousands of raftsmen come here, and there Is scarce un hour In tho day when one may not hear a perfect chorus of 'Notre pero qui dans, le del, etc." "What in the attraction?" "That U a long story, Louise; I will tell it you as we return down the river. The voyageurs aro gone for this season but this place is visited now and then by lovers. It Is a trystlng place, this grave, whero lovers plight their troth, na they do at certain stones and springs In Scotland and Ireland. You remember reading Black's 'Shandon Bolls'? You recol lect whero Willie Master Willie, It was and Kitty descended lu tho dell to a spring near whero tho saints shut up Don Fierna and tho pixies? What is this he said? Oh, yes: 'Over run ning water: My lovo I give you; my 'J&& "Here It Is." "--.i- llfe I pledge you; my heart I tnkf not back from you while this water runs. Over running water: Evory Bovonth year at this time of tho night, I wjll meet you at this well, to renew my troth to you: death alone to relieve me of this vow. " "That is not tho worst of the pledge. Kcoutalt: 'Over running water n eurso on one that foils: nnd a curse on any one who shall come between us two; and grief be the guest In his house, and sorrow dwell In his house for ever.' " Louise had not read the novel nor any other. The good Sisters in the convont of St. Supllco, where she went to school, had seen to this. So she said: "Oh, Paul! It Is terrlblo! N'eit pas? Let ub leave hero. It us go." Like all French Canadians who prlda themselves on their English acquire ments, this young couple could not refrain from dropping, now and then, Into the native patois. Hence Paul's "Allons." The descending Canadian sun threw a flood of light on the chromatic flames of the foroat, splashing dopartlng sum mer with a moro than royal glory. Paul and Louise wnlked down to whore the canoe lay upon tho rocky btmclt. Paul was nn athlete and tho terror of tho college campus as well as of the class room. His grandfather wan considered a giant among the sol diers uuder the Ill-fated Paplneau. Ho grasped tho thwart and, lifted tho light canoo into the water, kneeling In the J TAWA1Aj7WrWWAlUM: jggKji bottom, paddle In hand, to steady the fidgety shell, She was watching the miniature ed dies curling around the boulders nt the water's edge. He spoke, and she started ns fiom a dream. Stepping Into tho canoo with the agility of an Indian volutin, the shore was IcTt and the cniioti shot nwny, not cleaving, but skimming over the waters. Paul had little need of effort becnuso tho cur rent was strong, yielding to tho suc tion from tho Calunietto falls below, whero the water fretted Itself Into n Niagara. For u moment Inilso's volte lloated out 'Test les nvlrons qui nous inont en haul." but. recollecting herself, sho said: "Tell me the story of the grave on Calunietto Island wo havo Just left. You promised me to do so on our re turn." "I would rnther talk to ou or watch you or hear you or " "Oh, Paul!" she luked her hnnd dop- recatlttgly. "Well ma femmelette, hero It Is: Iong years ago when tho voyngeurrt were first exploring Canada tho In dians had been aroused and were hos tile and the explorers made a practice of, camping on Inlands to osc.ipe the savages Just as tho geese and ducks do to escape the wolves and foxee. Near where the grave ntnndn a ranoe load of men were camped. Thoy hnd spent the night, breakfnsted. nnd were preparing to leave, whon half a mile away was soon a doson canoo loads of painted Indians making for them. To remain was ccrtnln death, so they abandoned everything and made a rtiHh for tholr canoe, leaving one of their number, who had strayed a short dlslanio from the camp, behind them. Each man grasped his paddle, and, aided by tho swift current, tho canoe How; but tho Indians followed In closo pursuit and were gaining on tho fugi tives. To stop meant death. To land was Impossible becnuso they would bo caught iind massacicd. Presently tho roar of tho rails was heard Bounding llko n M-oio of angry lions, nnd n pM" of spray was seen to rise. Death was certain, but dcuth by being dashed over the falls was preferable to uo.uii by tortuio ut tho stake, so they nil lay down In tho bottom of tho canoo commended their soiiIb to Cod, nnd, invoking the Intercession of tho Virgin Mother, by n fervent " Salnte Mnrie, pleln do grare, thoy awaited the end. Tho current hurled them nlong nnd when tho roar of the cataract had become denfonlng. tho terror-stricken occupants of tho canoe saw a woman lu whlto seat her self In the stem of tho craft and tako a paddlo In her hand. Almost in stantly tho canoo shot over the preci pice. Down, down, down! A Kpinsu and tho heaving of tho canoo told thorn that they had passed tho falls and were now In the whirlpools and rnp ldg below. Still tho womnu In white sat tn her chosen position and in less time than It takes to tell It tho canoe was moored In a quiet eddy below. Tho woman in white cast a look of inoffablo tenderness upon the recum bent voyageurs and vanished. They arose and discovered that they were safe. Not a drop of wator was in tho canoe. Not a thing disturbed. The miracle dumfounded them becnuso they knew a saw log or a "stick" of timber could not pais tho fulls with out being riven and splintered. Re gaining speech, they devoutly knelt upon the rocks and returned thanks to Ood; then, lifting their canoe, they proceeded over tho weary portngo de termined to see what had become of their comrade. "Tho ransomed reached their camp ing place on the Island, but their com panion, thinking them Indlnns, had concealed hlmBolf. As soon ns ho rec ognized the voices ho came forth nnd In nn ecstasy of Joy his emotions over camo him and ho dropped dead, We would call It heart illsaHe nnwutlnyH. 'Le du en l Jnio,' saltl the foreman, and they hurled the dead man, plac ing a rude slab to mark llie spot, Hud tho grave litis boon tho Mecca Of Y"y ugeurs over Blnce. And," said Paul, looking into tho dark and wondering eyes of tho maiden beforu him, "C'est un vrais conte." Ioulso said nothing. A pallor spread over her fnce and sho visibly trembled. Paul, heedless of tho fast Increasing current, laid his paddle across the gunwales of lite canoo and, taking her hand, said earnestly: "Inilse, I am llko tho voyageurs In the story. Since meeting you, since first hearing your voice, slnro first in haling tho odor of your presence, I hnvo loved you, and unless you can bo mine I must perish in the turbulent stream of life. Bo my 'woman in white,' unci savo me." The unheeded growllngn of the cat aract broke Into a font- and the young girl Instinctively grasped tho paddle. "Donni'Z-lo-mol!" Paul grasped tha paddle almost rudely from her hand. Dnnger wus all around him, hut ho was strong and fearless. He know ho rould reach a place of safety at tho vory brink of tho falls' where there was a flat rock on tho shore on the Island side. Mnny a time he had stood upon It nnd wutchod the driftwood and dobanlnge tumble over when the Ice parted on the lakos above and the tlocs followed each other In Indian file down the current, With herculean strength he urgod forward tho canoo. Many miles below, where the waters again beramo placid, dwellers near the rlvor, while gathering slabs fiom tho up-river saw mills for tho winter's fuel, discovered a crushed birchen canoe in toino driftwood. They gladly rescued It as It made excellent kin dling and lejolced in tholr good for tune. Thoy all hud heard the story; thoy knew nothing of tho story of the story, Long aftorwarda und far toward the gulf where tho Oatlneau contributes Its hurden to the larger stream, the young sou of a local habitant ono day picked up the blado of a broken patldtn on thn beach upon which tho name of "P. Rochambcnu" had been skillfully burned. Tho hoy could not rend anil thn xylogrnpMc characters had no In terest for him and ho throw tho blndo back Into tho stream. Ho had heard from his grantlslrn tho story; ho knew nothing of the story ot the story. To tho llttlo vlllngo of Portngo du Fort tho young cottplo enmo not, but tho slmplo people, Including Paul's mother, always believed that thoy had gone to tho vaguo "land of blosslngi and blisses." They, too, had hoard and bellvcd the story; but they knew nothing of the story of tho story. IN COLD 8TORAOE. I'ltUlnir CnU Are In Iemftnri for .err Ice In the lMilllpplnx. The famo of Pittsburg's cats has spread 'to the far East and it Is not proposed to Import somo of a special breed Into the Philippines. Tho Im mense cold storage depot Just finished at Manila Is in need of cats and It la the Intention lo supply that establish ment with Pittsburg animals. Foi years the managers of tho Union. Stor sgs company have neon worried by rats. At first they confined tholr depro datlons to the goods In tho milder ell mate of the general storage rooms. Hero nature c-sme to their aid and In a fow generations the rats and mice bo camo so clothed In black fur that thoy seemed Imporvlous to cold. To rid the warorooms of these pests wos a trou bloaotnu tusk for the owners of thn storages-houses. They could use cats In tho general warcrnomn all right and with Hiicccss, but when thoy placed the cats lu tho cold storage-rooms thoy soon contracted pneumonia nntl died. Tho damage done by the rotlonta was very great mid nbout flvo or six years ngo thn Union Storage company experi mented with n view to finding some bleed of tho follne trlbo which could llvo In the cold climate Of tho storage rooms. It tried n pair of high-bred cats, but they soon sickened nnd dlcdt Finally a pair of white follnes without a podlgree were obtained nntl placed In the Htorngn-room for a tlmo nntl then tnkon Into u room whero tho tempera ture wns gradually lowered. Tho cats showotl no 111 effoctB ami soon could stand n temperature as low as xoro. The offspring of these cats could stand a tompernutre much lower thnn their parents und their fur was much thick er than their predecessors. A fow gen erations later n distinct breed of cats resulted, able to stand tho lowest tem perature over iiiulntalncd In tho storage-rooms. The question of killing ofl tho rodents was thus solved. Tho cold storage cats aro short tailed, with long and heavy fur, the hair frequently be ing an Inch long. Their oyobrows and whiskers are long and thicker and stronger tliuu tho ordinary cat's. ThJ cold storage cat looks much like th Angora, but does not thrive when tak en from Its accustomed atmosphore. DR. SBNECA'S LECTURE. 1'lijtlolnsr nil Ilyslene The L'lroal. Uoti. Dr. Seneca Egbert delivered tho first lecture of his courso on "Physiology and Hygiene" In the lecturo hall at tht Academy one evening recontly. H devoted his nttontlon to the circulation, relationship ot heart and blood vessels, etc., and said, In part: The circulation of the blood Is main tained continuously, and for tho most part by the action of tho hoart, which is a physiological force pump, but the elasticity of the arterial walls, muscu lar contractions and respiratory as piration nil assist In kooplng up thJ onwnrd flow. Tho currpn.t la slower In tho capillaries than In the arteries nntl veins because or the, increased friction in tho formorj nnd because tho com bined sectional area of tho capillaries Is much greater thun that of cither arteries or veins. The slower How ot blood through the capillaries prolongs tho physiological Interchange "and ac tlon of the blood nu it passes through them. The high blood pressure In the arteries is due to tho frlctlonnl resist ance lu tho individual capillaries and to tho overfullness of the vessels. These factors In turn convert the In termittent Injection and flow of blocd from tho heart into tho arteries into n steudy flow wlhout pulse in tho capil laries. The pulse volume Is from 2 to 7 fluid ounces. If 3 fluid ounces, tho entire blood of tho body will pass through tho heart lu about fifty beats, or lu less thun one second. Hence the rapidity with which n porson may bleotl to death when a largo nrtery In cut. Tho return or back flow of tho blood Ih prevented by the valves of the heart, which are moat adequately designed for tho purpose. Tho sounds of tho heart bent on listening ovor too cardiac re gion of tho chest are due to tljp action of these vnjvcs, In addition to which tho "first" aoqnd Is also partially duo to the muscular contraction of the ventricle walls. The habitual use ot alcohol or other drugs thut stimulate the hoart tend to do harm, because, they Increase the etraln upon the heart and load to Its hypertrophy. Proper physical exprclse, on tho other hnnd. Is beneficing and tends to Improve thf tone nnd condition of the hoart. Me bar of Flnic. There uro thirty flag fnctori-s In tha United States. They havo an Invested capital of ? 12,000,000 nnd pay In wages nenrly 400,000 annually. The majority are situated In New York state. Tha otbeia aro In Massachusetts, Pennsyl vania, Louisiana und South Carolina Merchandise exports from France In Ootober Increased 11,300,000 over 11309, mil Imports Increuscd 14,000,000. ,)iiMretees.fstjel''e nw imnimit' f'mmmkHmSMMMmmitmmiaimJm v irnii--m.. AM ttTTfijmmm i