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Reading is not a lost art to the
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, opment through so mucbrreauing that
makes no demand upon aesthetic sen-
" sibility , so that one is apt to bring to
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thought and feeling the same mind '
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\ ting a blunt interrogation as to its
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rational proposition , and the writer's
charm is wholly lost upon him. While
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must be complete , his attitude should
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HABIT'S CHAIN.
Certain Habit Unconsciously Form-
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that the amount of will power neces-
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gree of heroism to break the chains
of a pernicious habit than to lead a
forlorn hope in a bloody battle. A
lady writes from an Indiana town :
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a lover of coffee. Before I was out of
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stomach.
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told me I was in danger of becoming
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. , Posturn. I learned to make it proper
! ly according to directions , and now
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breakfast , and care nothing at all for
coffee. :
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pepsia , do not have spells of suffering
. with my stomach that used to trouble
} ; me so when I drank coffee. "
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CHAPTER XVIII. ( Continued. )
His interest and excitement culmi-
nated in an incident for which the lis
tener was totally unprepared. The
speaker who had been exhorting his
audience upon the testimony of pro-
phet and apostle now appealed to his
own personal experience.
"Look at me ! " he said , laying his
great hand on his broad chest. "I was
once as hardened and desperate a man
as any of you ; but God saved me ! See
this book ! " he added , holding up the
old volume. "I will tell you a story
about it I found it in a log cabin
away out in the frontier State of Ohio.
Listen , and I will tell you how. I had
left a lumber camp with a company
of frontiersmen one Sunday morning :
to go to a new clearing which we were
making in the wilderness , when I sud-
denly discovered that I had forgotten
my axe. Swearing at my misfortune
I returned to ge't it. As I approached
the cabin which I had left a few min
voice. I
utes before , I heard a human
paused in surprise , crept quietly to the
doo rand listened. Some one was
talking in almost the very language
in which I have spoken to you. I was
frightened and fled ! Escaping into
the depths of the forest , I lay down at
the root of a great tree , and for the
first time in my life I made a silence
in my soul and listened to the voice
of God. I know not how long I lay
there ; but at last when I recovered
my consciousness I returned to the
cabin. It was silent and empty ; but
on the floor I found this book. "
"Great heaven ! " exclaimed a voice.
So rapt had been the attention of
the hearers that at this unexpected in-
terruption the women screamed and
the men made a wide path for the fig-
ure that burst through them and rush-
ed toward the platform. The speaker :
paused and fixed his eye upon the man
who , pressed eagerly toward him.
"Tell me whether a red line is drawn
down the edge of a certain chapter ! "
he cried.
"It is , " replied the lumberman.
"Then let me take : it ! " exclaimed
David , reaching out his trembling
hands. '
"What for ? "
"Because it is mine ! I am the man
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who proclaimed "the holy faith , anuT
God forgive me , abandoned it even as
you received it ! " . .
The astonished lumberman handed
him the Bible , and he covered it with
kisses and tears. In the meantime , the
crowd , excited by the spectacular ele- !
ments of the drama , surged round the
actors , and the preacher , reaching
down , took David by the arm and
raised him to the platform.
"Be-quiet , my friends , " he said , with
a gesture of command , "and when this , ,
prodigal has regained his composure
we will ask him to tell us his story. "
Of what was transpiring around him
David seemed to be entirely uncon-
scious and at last the fickle crowd be
came impatient. ,
"What's de matter wid you ? " said a
sarcastic voice.
"Speak out ! Don't snuffle , " exclaim
ed another. .
"Tip us your tale , " cried a fourth.
"Go on. Go on. We're waiting , "
called many more.
These impatient cries at last arous-
ed David from his waking dream , he
drew his hand over his eyes , and be-
gan his story. For a time the strange
narrative produced a profound impres-
sion. Heads drooped as if In medi-
tation upon the mystery and meaning
of life ; significant glances were ex-
changed ; tears trembled in many eyes ;
these torpid natures received a shock
which for a moment awakened them to
a new life.
But it was only for a moment. They
were incapable of the sustained effort
of thought , of ambition , or of will. Im
pressions made upon their souls were
like those made on the soft folds of a
garment by : the passing touch of a
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hand.
To their besotted perceptions this
scene was like a play In a Bowery
theater , and now that the dramatic de-
nouement had come , they lost their , in-
terest and sauntered away singly or in
little groups. In a .few moments there
were only three figures left in the light
of the flaming torch. They were those
of the lumberman , David , and : Mantel ,
who now drew . near , took his friend by
the hand and pressed it with a gentle
sympathy.
"Where did you come from ? " asked
David , in surprise , as he for the first
time recognized his companion.
"I have followed you all the even-
Ing , " Mantel replied.
"Then you have heard the story . of
this book ? "
"I have , and I could not have believ-
.
ed it without hearing. "
"Can you spare us a little of your
time ? " said David , turning to the um-
'
berman.
"I owe you all the time you wish
and all the service I can render , " he
replied.
"You have more than paid your debt
by what you have done for me to .
night , but who are you ? "
"I am only another voice crying in
the wilderness. "
"How do you support yourself ? ' , '
asked Mantel , to whom such a man
was a phenomenon.
"We do not any of us support our
selves so much as we are supported , "
he replied.
' And this life of toil and self-denial
had Its origin in those words I spoke :
In the. empty lumber camp ? " asked
David , incredulously.
"It is not a life of self-denial but
that was its beginning. "
"It is a mystery. I lost my faith
and you found it , and now perhaps
you are going to give it back : again ! "
David said.
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The lumberman turned his search-
ing eyes kindly on Mantel's face and
said , "And how is it with thee , my
friend ; hast thou the peace of God ? "
The directness of the question star-
tled the gambler. "I have no peace of
any , kind ; my heart is full of storms
and my life is a ruin , " he answered ,
sadly.
"Did thee never ' -notice , " said the
lumberman , gently , "how nature loves
to reclaim a ruin "
"I shall never be reclaimed. I have
gone too far. I have often tried to
find the true way of life , and prayed
for a single glimpse of light ! Have
you ever heard how Zeyd used to
spend hours leaning against the wall
of the Kaaba and praying , 'Lord , if I
knew in what 'manner thou wouldst
have me adore thee , I would obey
thee ; but I do not ! Oh ! give me
light ! ' I have prayed that prayer with
all that agony , but , to me , the uni-
verse is dark as hell ! "
"There is light enough ! It is eyes
we need ! " said the evangelist.
"Light ! Who has it ? Many think
they have , but it is mere fancy. They I
mistake : the shining of rotten wood for :
.
fire ! "
"And sometimes men have walked .
in the light without seeing it , as fish
swim in the sea and birds flying in , .
the air , might say , 'Where is the sea ? '
'Where is the air ? ' "
"But what comfort is it , if there is
light , and I cannot see it ? There
might as well be no light at all ! " /
"The bird never knows it has wings
until it tries them ! We see , not by
looking for our eyes , but by looking
out of them. We say of a little child
that it has to 'find its legs. : Some men
have to find their eyes. "
"It is an art ; then , to see ? Can you
impart that capacity and teach that
art ? "
"No , it must be acquired by each
man for himself. We can only tell
others 'we see. ' We see by faith. "
'And what is faith ? "
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"It is a power of the soul as much
higher than reason as reason is high-
er than sense. "
"SQme men may possess such pow-
er , but I do not. "
"You at least have an imagination. "
"Yes. "
"Well , faith is but the imagination
spiritualized. "
Mantel : regarded the man who spoke
in these terse and pregnant sentences
with astonishment. "This , " said he ,
"is not the same language in which
you addressed the people in the Bat-
. tery. , This is the language of a phi-
losopher ! Do all lumbermen in the
west speak thus ? "
The evangelist kegan to reply , but
was interrupted by. David , who now
burst out in a sudden exclamation of
joy and gratitude. He had been too
busy with reflections and memories to
participate actively in the conversa-
tion , for this startling incident had
disclosed to him the whole slow and
hidden movement of the providence of
his life towards this climax and op-
portunity. He was profoundly moved
by a clear conviction that a divine
hand must have planned and superin-
tended this whole web of events , and
had intentionally led him from con-
templating the tragic issue of his sin-
ful deeds and desires , to this vision
of the good he had done in the better
moments of his life.
With that instantaneous movement
in which his disordered conceptions of
life invariably re-formed themselves ,
the chaotic events of the past shifted
themselves into a purposeful and com-
prehensible series , and revealed be-
yond peradventure the hand of God.
And as this conclusion burst upon
him , he broke into the conversation of
Mantel and the lumberman with the
warmest exclamations of gratitude and
happiness.
They talked a long time in the quiet
night , asking and answering questions.
The , two friends besought the evan-
gelist to accompany them to their
rooms , but he said :
"I have given you my message and
must pass on. My work is to bear
testimony. I sow the seed and leave
its cultivation and the harvest to oth-
ers. "
CHAPTER XIX.
Too busy with their own thoughts to
talk on the way home , on entering
their rooms Mantel threw himself into
a chair , while David nervously began
to gather his clothes together and
crowd them hastily into a satchel.
"What's up ? " asked Mantel.
"I'm off in the morning. I am going
to find Pepeeta. "
"Do you : really expect to succeed ? "
"Expect to ! I am determined ! . I
am going to find Pepeeta , take her
back to that quiet valley where I lived ,
and get myself readjusted to life. I
need time for reflection , and so do
you. What do you shyVill you
join me ? I cannot bear to leave you ?
You have been a friend , and I love
you ' ! "
"Thanks : , Corson , thanks. You have
come nearer to stirring this dead heart
of mine than any one since-well , no
matter. I reciprocate your feeling. I
shall have a hard time of it after you .
have gone. "
"Then join me. "
"It is impossible. "
"But why ? This life will destroy
you ; sooner or later. " .
"Oh-that's been done already. "
"Think of your mother. "
" "Mantel : : , you are carrying this too
far. A man is something more than
the mere chemical product of his in-
cestor's blood and brains ! Every one
has a new and original endowment of
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' lis own. He must live , , .and : act for
himself. "
"I cannot bear to leave you , Mnn-
Id ; ' . : " - - . : : : : - . : ' : . ' . ; . . : : c. . . : : : . ? : : . _ : ,
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tel. Join me. Such feelings as these
which stir us so deeply to-night do
not come too often. It must be dan-
gerous to resist them. I suppose there
are slight protests and aspirations in
the soul all the time , but these to-
night are like the flood of the tide. "
"Yes , " said Mantel ; "the Nile flows
through Egypt every day , but flows
over it only once a year. "
"And this is the time to sow the
seed , isn't it ? "
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"So they say. But you must re-
member that you feel this more deep-
ly that I do , Davy. I am moved. I
have a desire to do better , but , it isn't
large enough. It is like a six-inch
stream 'trying to turn a seven-foot
wheel. "
"Don't make light of it , - Mantel ! "
"I don't mean to , but you must not
overestimate the impressions made on
me. I am not so good as you ) think.
"I wish you had the courage to be
as good as you are. "
"But there is no use trying to ' be
what I am not. If I should start off
with you , I should never be able to
follow you. My : old self would get the
victory. In the long run , a man will
be himself. 'Nature is ' often hidden ,
sometimes I overcome - seldom extin-
guished. ' "
"What a mood you are in , Mantel !
It makes me shiver to hear you talk
so. Here I am , full of hope and pur-
pose ; , my heart on fire ; believing in
life ; confident of the outcome ; and
you , a better man by nature than I
am , sitting here , cold as a block of
ice , and the victim of despair ! I ought
to be able to do something ! Sweet as
life is to me to-night , I feel that I
could lay it down to save you. "
"Dear fellow ! " said Mantel : : , grasping
his hands and choking with emotion ;
"you don't know how that moves me !
It can't seem half so strange to you
as it does to me ; but I must be true
to myself. If I told you I would take
this step I should not be honest. No !
Not to-night ! Sometimes , perhaps. I.
haven't much faith in life , but I swear
I don't believe , bad man as I am , thai
anybody can ever go clear to the bot-
tom , without being rescued by a love
like that ! I'll never forget it , Davy ;
never ! It will save me sometime ; but
you must not talk any more , you are
tired out. Go to bed , friend , brother ,
the only one I ever really had and
loved. You will need your sleep. Leave
me alone , and I will sit the night out
and chew the bitter cud. "
It was not until Daybreak that Da
vid ceased his supplications and lay
down to snatch a moment's rest. When
he awoke , he sprang up suddenly and
saw Mantel still sitting before the
open window where he left him , pon-
dering the great problem. They part-
ed ; one to break through the meshes
and escape , and the other- !
In Australia , when drought drives
the rabbits southward , the ranchmen ,
terrified at their' approach , have only
'to erect a woven wire fence on the
north ' side of their farms to be per-
fectly safe , for the poor things lie
down against it and die in droves-
too stupid to go round , climb over ,
or dig under ! It is a comfort to see
one of them now and then who has
determined to find the green fields on
the southward side-no matter what
it costs !
Weak and bad as he had been , Da
vid at least took the first path which
he saw leading up to the light.
( To be continued. )
In Chlcasro' ; . Pnc ] , erles.
Kate Barnard describes in the Sur.
vey her experience in a Chicago pack-
ing house and draws a humanitarian
lesson from what she saw.
"I watched a 'hog sticker in a pack
ing house stick 300 hogs an hour , ten
hours a day. All day long the glitter-
Ing dagger rose and fell , and each time
a 'hog died and the rich red blood
flowed and splashed over the man's
arms and 'hands. He looked up at me
and smiled - ' this human brother of
mine-and even as 'he smiled the glit-
tering dagger unerringly hit the jugu-
lar vein. Two years later he went
mad-but his -hand never ceased its
automatic action , even when the light
of his brain went out , and he felled
five men before they co.iild wrench
from him the terrible dagger - a dag
ger no more cold or unfeeling than
those who crushed his life. What an
indictment against those who would
fasten on their brothers the long work
day. Sunshine and. human fellowship
!
daily would have saved this man. But
we returned him to 'his maker , a ma-
niac-we coined his brain into gold.
It was such arguments as these. which
secured our laws to prevent disease.
No Escape Via Temperament.
"Mabel : is getting past the marriage .
able age , isn't she ? "
"Yes , and It's too bad she hasn't
, any talents. "
"Why ? "
"She won't be able to tell her
friends that temperament prompts her
to give up matrimony and devote her-
self to art.-St. Louis Star.
: Modern Romance.
"Doll heart , tell me something , "
murmured the swain.
"What is it ? " inquired the lady. . '
"Do you really love me ? "
"Do I really love you ? Ain't I gIv-
ing up alimony for yon ? " Louisville
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Courier-Journal.
Then lIe Went.
"I think : must be going , " remark-
ed the young man for the tenth time.
"You do not appear to be going , "
declared the young lady , after in-
specting him carefully. : "You seem to
be perfectly stationary. " - Louisville
Courier-Journal.
, IH.s Better Half.
"I'm introducing a brand new - inven '
tion-a combined talking machine , car-
pet sweeper and letter opener , " said
the agent , Stepping briskly into an of-
fice. '
fice."Got
"Got one a.Ireadjanswered the pro-
prietor. ' "I'm .married. " - Bohemian.
If a boy is brought up to suit his
father , he is too old to cry after he
is six but if he is Mother's Darling-
he blubbers when he is sixteen.
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GOOD SHORT .
STORIES
A Chicago judge recently rebuked
a person who was sitting in the court
room with his feet placed upon the
table by sending him , through a bailiff ,
0. piece of paper on which he had writ-
Jen l the following query : "What size
toots do you wear ? " The feet were at
once withdrawn.
The story is told of the Rev. James
Patterson of Philadelphia that he once
said , in a circle of his brethren , that
he thought ministers ought to be hum
ble and poor , like their Master. " 1
have often prayed , " said , he , "that I
might be kept humble ; I never prayed
that I might be poor-I could trust my
church for that ! "
' It was Senator Evarts who paid thi =
compliment to the police of New York
at an annual dinner of the force : "As
compared with the press you exhibit
a striking contrast. You know a great
many things about our ' citizens that
you don't tell , and the press tells a
great many things about our citizens
that it doesn't know. " '
The house bill of the Imperial The
ater of La Roche-sur-Yon announced
for the evening performance "La Tour
de Nesle , " a five-act performance , an ! l
"La Sceur de Jocrisse , " a one-act farce.
The drama had been disposed of , but
the low comedian was missing and
,
could not be found. What was to be
done ? A luminous idea finally en-
tered the manager's mind. The or-
chestra played an overture , then an-
other , then a third , then a polka , and
finally a quadrille. At last , when the
audience had grown quite obstreper-
ous , the stage manager appeared. He
addressed the three conventional bows
to the spectators and said : "Ladies
and gentlemen : You are anxious , I
know , to listen to 'La Sceur de Jo-
crisse' ; the piece has just been acted ,
but through an unaccountable over-
sight on the part of the stage hands
they forgot to raise the curtain.
When King Gustavus III. was in
Paris he was visited by a deputation
of the Sorbonne. That learned body
congratulated the king on the happy
fortune which had given him so great .
a man as Scheele , the discoverer of
magnesium , as his subject and fellow-
countryman. The King , who took
small interest in the progress of
science , felt somewhat ashamed that ; :
he should be so Ignorant as never
even to have heard of the renowned
chemist. He dispatched a courier at
once to Sweden with the laconic or-
der , "Scheele is to be immediately
raised to the dignity and title of a
count. " "His majesty must be obeyed , "
said the prime minister , as he read the
order ; "but who In' the world Is
Scheele ? " A secretary was told to
make inquiries. He came back to the
premier with very full information.
"Scheele is a good sort of fellow , "
said he , "a lieutenant in the artillery
a capital shot , 'and a first-rate hand
at billiards. " The next day the lieu
tenant became a count , and the illus-
trious scholar and scientist remained
a simple burgher. The error was not
discovered until the King returned
, home. His majesty was indignant.
"You must all be fools , " he exclaimed ,
"not to know who Scheele is ! "
Gothic Furniture.
How can one truly estimate the
stern faith and uncompromising quali
ties of our Protestant forefathers un
less something of their'background is
known , unless something of the dis
comfort of their exasperating furni-
ture is understood ? Otherwise it is
impossible to appreciate properly the
formative quality of their surro nd-
ings. In "My Reminiscences" Sir Law-
rence Alma-Tadema tells a story that
points the moral and adorns the tale
of the preceding statement.
Baron Lys , the great historical
painter o * Belgium , who exercised a
deep and lasting Influence on my work ,
was at times a severe critic. I remem-
ber his asking me to insert in his pic-
ture of Luther and the other Reform-
ers a Gothic table.
When I had done so , he came and
looked at it , saying :
"That is not my idea of a Gothic
table. It ought to be so constructed
that everyone knocks , his knees to
pieces on it. "
I saw his point , and hence the table
now in the picture.
A Larger VIew.
After the tramp had got over the
wall , just in time to escape the bull
dog , the London Globe says , the wom
an of the house called after him :
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"What are you doing here ? "
"Madam , " replied the dignified { a-
grant , "I did intend to request some-
thing to eat ; but all I ask now is that
in the interests of humanity you will
feed that canine. "
A Good Match.
"I notice , " said the t Library Table
"that we have a new , Sleepy Hollow
Chair. "
"Yes , " said the Carpet , proudly ; -he
goes well with .my nap. " - Baltimore
American.
Ruthless In tcrr01t torJII.
"I bate people why pry into personal
affairs ! "
"With whom do , yo expect trouble ;
customs inspectors or census takers ? "
Washington Star.
He's a mean man who will snore in
church and keep others awake.
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Snve Thin Jlcclpc for : Cold * .
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"Mix half pint of good whiskey ; : with ,
dwo ounces of glycerine andadd one-
com- :
half ounc-s- / Concentrated pine , .
pound. The Wtle is to be well shaken : ,
each time and used In doses of a tea- : '
spoonful to a tablespoonful every four
" these insre- ' '
hours. Any drngglst has 1
them from hi *
dients or fan will get
wholesale . house. This is wonderfully ;
effective.
The Concentrated pine is a special
pine product and comes only' in half
ounce bottles each enclosed in an air
tight case , but be sure it is labeled
"Concentrated. "
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Following the Kaxfclon.
Many w6men , and men as well , are- '
disturbed if they feel that the clcthes +
they wear are in the slightest particu -
lar obsolete. They cannot buy a pocket
handkerchief without the anxious in-
quiry whether it Is what everybody ; t
else Is wearing , or purchase a shoe
string without critical scrutiny and
comparison. Not merely in clothes is- ,
the fashion followed * , but in social di - Ii ,
versions. One game gives place to- '
another , one popular ballad with a. e--l
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whistleable refrain ousts its forerun ,
sooner Is a tune t
ner completely ; no 1
learned than it is gone like the snows
of yesterday. Books suffer the same
Incessant vicissitudes of the favor of
" ' ' . " In most
"Fortune in men's eyes.
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things it does not matter if there is a .
continual cycle of changes. It is only ; ,
when it comes to our beliefs and our
opinions that-it is not well to try to
keep pace with the vaga' " es and ecceu
tricities of fashion.
Hard tox Locate.
"How about this new student's ideas
of orthography ? " said one professor.
"He has me puzzled , " replied the
" ' whethehe is-
other. "I can't decide whether -
simply illiterate or a spelling reform-
er in advance of his time-Washing-
ton Star. , j
STEADILY GREW WORSE. '
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A Typical Tale of Sufferings Irons
Sick Kidneys. :
Mrs. L. C. Fridley , 1034 N. Main
St. , Delphos , Ohio , says : "Five or six
years ago I began to
suffer with kidney
trouble and grew I
steadily worse until
my health was all
broken , down. . For
weeks I was lain ) bed
and could not turn
over without being
helped. My back wa .
stiff and painful , I
was tired and lan .
guid , and when I was able to get
around I could not do my 'Work. The
first box of Doan's Kidney Pills helped
me so much that 1 kept on using them
until rid of every symptom of kidney
trouble. During the past three years
I have enjoyed excellent health. "
Remember the name Doan's. Sold
by all dealers. 50 cents a box. Foster-
Milburn Co. , Buffalo , N. Y. ,
Savins tn3.s. "
An Irishman was explaining AmerK
can .institutions to a green country/ '
man.
"A savings bank , " he said "is ' a
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place where you can deposit money to . . -J
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day and draw it out to-morrow by giv '
ing a week's notice. " - Success ifag *
azine.
SOUNDS LIKE A FAIRY TALE. '
Tlie Farmers of Central Canada Rea- , { -
AVltcat and Riclies.
Up In the Provinces of .Manitoba4
Saskatchewan and Alberta , the prov
inces that compose Central Canad - -
have such a quantity of land suitabls- '
for the growth of small grains , which ,
grow so abundantly , and yield so hand : ;
somely that no fear need be feared . '
of a wheat famine on this Continent.
The story reproduced below is only ;
one of the hundreds of proofs that
could be produced to show the result ,
that may be obtained from cultivation ,
r
of the lands in these provinces. Almost +
any section of the country will do aft ,
well.
well.With
With the country recently opened b $
the Grand Trunk Pacific , the latest erf '
the great transcontinental lines to eDr ,
ter the field of the development of thf
Canadian West , there is afforded added
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ample opportunity to do as was doW
in the case cited below :
To buy a section of land , break it ' .
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up and crop it , make $17,550 out of thf .
yield and $10,880 out of the increase I
of value all within the short period-
of two years , was the Tecord estab-
lished by James Bailey , a well-kno\m
farmer within a few . mnes of Regina. 1
Mr. Bailey bought the 640 acres of ,
land near Grand Coulee two years ago. \
He immediately prepared the whole
section for crop and this year had GOD (
acres of wheat and 40 acres of . , ' '
oats. The wheat yielded 19,875 bush . I
els , and the oats yielded 4,750 bushelg , ' 1
The whold of the grain has been majv r
keted and ' Mr. Bailey is now wortU f
$17,550'from the grain alone. Ha ' 11 :
bought the land at $18 an acre , and f ,
the other day refused an offer of $ 3J f'
an acre , just a $17 advance from tlip'
time of his purchase. The land coat I'
$11,320 in the first instance. Here 'lr ' . r ,
the figures of the case : Land first ! )
cost , 640 acres , at $18 , 11320. Whea {
yielded 19,875 bushels , at 84 cents a , f
bushel , $16,695 Oats yielded 4,75ft
bushels , at 28 cents a ' bushel , $85 ; i
Offered for land , 640 acres at $35 wi ' .
acre , $22,400. , Increase -value of landl '
$10,880. Tofel earnings of crop , $1'0 , '
550 , together with increase in value ot '
land , a tojtal of $28,540. ' r
It is interesting to note the figures
of the yield per acre. The wheat ; l
yielded 33.12 bushels to the acre , and .1
oats 118.7 bushels to the acre. The ( ! ,
figures are a fair indication the av , 1 l
erage throughout the district. ;
Agent of the Canadian , Government
Jn- the different cities will be pleased' .
to give you Information as to rates. . t
etc.
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