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r-- sr 41 3 T , - BT 4R7JIU& CHAPTER XVII. Continued. "If you were asking that service of Ernest Haddon it is possible that he might do it But if you are asking Ernest Haddon to stoop to dishonor 'jo masquerade in a character to which he has no right " 'Ernest Haddon will still do that -service." We faced each other. Our eyes met in defiance. Will beat against will: an aggressive purpose against stubborn resistance. Again I saw those beautiful lips curve in a cruel smile; the eyes burn with a baneful light. Was she so confident of her prey? Did she think that I should fall so sasy a victim to her basilisk smile? If so, she erred woefully. Her beauty left me absolutely unmoved. Rather it repelled. The savage nature of the tigress showed too plainly in that Instant. "But at least you will listen to my plan?" "Yes," I replied slowly, gazing thoughtfully at the flickering logs, "I will listen to your plan. Like your self, I have gone too far to retreat. But remember, when you have told me all, the armed truce may be fol lowed by open warfare." "Do you always give warning to your victims before you trap them?" she demanded, both contemptuous and curious. "When I am a guest at their houses, madam." The door opened. Dr. Starva shuf fled stealthily into the room. She met his distrustful glance with perfect sangfroid. "And our visitor, this brave Captain Forbes?" she demanded lightly. "Is lie as persistent as at Vitznau?" "Bah, he annoys me, this brave cap tain," sneered Starva. "He comes again to ask foolish questions. But I answer him; yes, I answer him this time. For to-night, at least, we shall have peace." Not without trepidation I thought of the shuffling feet and the shout. Dr. Starva, when crossed, would not be nice in surmounting an obstacle. Either he thought me beneath con tempt or a great fool. I could have wished that I were armed In this Cas tle of Happiness. A few hours ago the atmosphere of the Middle Ages had clung to it and had enchanted me. But if its inmates resorted to the violent methods of that period I might be less fascinated. Dr. Starva again seated himself at his instrument. Madame de Varnier accompanied him as if nothing un usual had .happened. I looked thoughtfully at this danger ous couple. The morrow promised much. The three of us were at cross purposes. Each was playing his des perate game. Which of us was to conquer? It was not long before the little con cert came to an end. The enthusiasm of Dr. Starva was not proof against the emotions of the past hour. Can dles were rung for. I bade them both a quiet good night, and followed the lackey who preceded me to my cham ber. I welcomed the hours of sleep. To morrow my nerves would need to be steady. But the surprises of the day were to be followed by still another. On my pillow was a folded piece of paper. It was a message; I could not doubt that. But when I had read it I was completely mystified in two par ticulars: Who had placed the message on my pillow? Did the sender -eally believe that I was Sir Mortimer? "If Sir Mortimer Brett will call at the Grand hotel to-morrow at ten for Mr. Robinson Locke, Sir Mortimer will receive news of importance." That was the message. CHAPTER XVIII. The Mysterious Signal. So Locke, as well as Forbes, had traced us to Alterhoffen! Was their arrival here, so soon after ourselves, merely a coincidence? Or could thes have traveled together? Locke had certainly given me to understand that he had never scan Sir Mortimer or his mother and sister. Nor had I reason to suppose that he knew the king's messenger at least two days ago. If it were true that he had met none of these people previous to my leaving Lucerne, if it were true that he did not know them eveir now what could have brought Locke hither? One of three things might have hap pened: Locke may have been keeping a vig ilant watch on the movements of the Countess Sr &off. Captain Forbes might have traced us here yesterday and have joined fortes with Locke. Or Locke may have been watching me, rather than Madame de Varnier, and have posted after me, rather than alter herself and her companion. It required little imagination to rea son out the affair. Two days ago he had seen me con versing on apparently intimate terms with the Countess Sarahoff. a noto rious adventuress. He came to my hotel to warn me against her; I had received his warnings lightly enough. That very evening I dined with the woman; I took the boat for Vitznau, if not in her company, in 'the company of Dr. Starva. whom he must have often seen with her at Lucerene. The knowledge of these facts wonld bring him to the scene at Vitznau. And then? The most startling dis coveries might be his. Say that he had actually traeed me as far as Vitznau. He would have made inquiries yesterday for Ernest. Haddon. From whom else could he make these inquiries -but the cod-' HEMET VESEV cierge? And he would learn what? The mysterious secret that it was not really Ernest Haddon who had come to the hotel, but Sir Mortimer Brett, passing under the name of Ernest Haddon. Yes; the concierge would tell him the truth, according to his lights. An old newspaper man like Locke would be satisfied with no vamie evasions. If Locke, then, had made certain that I had entered the hotel the even ing before, that I had occupied the suite of Sir Mortimer Brett the truth would flash on him. He would then be forced to one or two conclusions: either that I was a great fool to be so guileless a victim, or that I was a much more cunning rogue than he had thought But the note I had found so strange ly on my pillow had given no inkling of his suspicions, it he had any. That was to be expected. If Sir Mortimer, or rather myself, failed to keep the appointment he would draw his own conclusions. And having drawn them, what would be Ills course of action? He would storm the chateau for the truth. If, as seemed most likely, he had joined forces with Captain Forbes, he would realize the need of immedi ate action. What with interviews between my self and Madame de Varnier, Locke, and Forbes, the day promised to be exciting. There might, I thought with infinite dread, be yet another inter view. For if Forbes and Locke had succeeded in tracing us to Alterhoffen why should not Helena Brett and her mother? - I looked at my watch. I had slept soundly, lulled to sleep by the temptu- ous little stream below. It was now ten o'clock. The sun was shining brightly into my room. I could see the mountains rosy-hued in the morn ing light My door was rapped gently,- then pushed open. The servant who had ushered me to my chamber entered with coffee. There was none so likely to have brought the note as he. I was tempted to te&t the suspicion. It might be convenient to avail myself of his services, if my suspicion were true. But I decided to make no allusion to it. For the present I had no need of the man, and if he were ignorant of the existence of the note I should risk much by making him the wiser. "I am anxious to see Madame de Varnier," I said, raising myself on my elbow to pour out my coffee, "is she up yet?" "Madam never rises until after her second breakfast, replied the man. "But Dr. Starva has asked me to say that he is at your Excellency's dis posal." "He is very good," I yawned, and dismissed him. Now that Madame de Varnier was not to be seen for the present I wished I might have slept longer. It was too late to keep the doubtful ap pointment with Locke, even had I wished. But I did not wish to keep it First of all must come Madame de Varnler's story. Afterwards, events must shape their course as they would. But it was impossible to sleep again; the glare of the light was unendur able. The noise of the river Aare seemed to rise in a steady crescendo. I dressed leisurely, for I was deter mined not to leave the chateau until I had seen Madame de Varnier. And yet I had no desire for the company of Dr. Starva. I looked about for a book or magazine 'to beguile "the hdurV'be fore luncheon. Half a dozen awaited my perusal, most of them yellow-backed French novels. One book, however, was in English. "The Foreign Office List and Bitflbaatkf ad Consular Haridbbbk.--1 ' T xl Mri nlr nTawsBBk'tHnV jttB m - jUti J mS0' JR vVSBBBBBk frafr sfr She Looked About Vaguely, read curiously. I tuned to Sir .Morti mer Brett. "Sir Mortimer Brett, K.G.M.G.; C.B.; M.A., All Souls College, Oxford, 1879. Competitive examination and clerk of F. O., May 31, 1880. 3d Sec Mad., 18S3. Precis Writer to the late Marquis of Salisbury. Sec. State for Foreign Affairs, 1886. Transferred St Petersburg, 2d Sec., 1886. Allowance for knowledge of Russian, May, 1887. Charge d'affaires, Jan., 1888. Trans ferred Constantinople. Allowance for Turkish granted. Consul General, 1902." I read the list of Sir Mortimer's honors with a strange catching of the breath. His progress In his profession had been extraordinary. That he was a zealous and ambitious diplomat was proven by the one fact that twice his salary had been increased because he had mastered two of the most difficult languages in the world. That fact also proved that he owed his promotion not so much to influence at Court as to his own determination. He was a student as well as a diplomatist It I me a distinct shock that such a man should be so weak as to succumb to the beauty of a clever adventuress. Again I read at random: "The flag to be used by His Maj esty's Diplomatic Servants, .whether on shore or embarked on boats or other vessels, is the Union, with the Royal Arms in the center thereof, sur rounded by a green garland " My eyes skipped down the page. The uniform of the consul general was fully described. The cocked hat was to be without binding the fan or back part eleven inches, the cockade plain bullion-gold tassels, edging of black ostrich feather I skipped that, too. I was not interested in millinery. But presently my eye wandered to this paragraph. I began to read it not without uneasiness: "Official Act of Parliament to pre vent a Disclosure of Documents and Information: Any person found guilty of a breach of official trust; of pur loining or obtaining under false pre tenses papers of . State, and found guilty of the same, shall be convicted of high treason. Any person interfer ing with' His Majesty's Diplomatic Servants in their official business, either by the giving of false informa tion, the assuming of any of their pre rogatives or rights ' Then Toward the Chateau Walls. I have never learned the awful fate of a personguilty of these misdemean ors. The book slipped from my hand. Above the clamor of the stream be low I had heard a faint shout. Twice it was repeated. Alarmed, I went to the window and looked down. At first I thought some one had fallen into the river. But the shout had not come from below. I could be sure of this; because on the opposite side of the Aare was a narrow esplanade. Benches were placed at intervals, and there were beds of flowers to break the monotony of the gravel walk. The esplanade was deserted but for one per son, a woman, and she was seated, her parasol shielding her from the sun and from my view. Again I heard the shout, and still again. I listened, breathless. But the Now -Dive Old System of Hooking Abandoned on Florida Coast. The practicability of the method now being employed extensively in the sponge industry in procuring this prod uct, says the Tarpon Springs (Fla.) News, is no longer in doubt and a large percentage of the Tar pon Springs vessels are changing from the old method of hooking to the new one of diving, and in order to successfully- accomplish desired results with the diving method it was thought necessary to employ Greeks who are accustomed to the work, as it seemed doubtfml whether many of those who' have followed the hooking process would care to.doa the helmet' and leaden' abbes and pall sponge with from 30 to 60 feet of wa ter overhead. Bnt recent experiments b J&$Wi352&tb& little practice1 aaacoaldence,t6getker mysterious cry was no longer re peated. Puzzled, I stood at the window, lean-. tag far out, but I could discover jiga of no person at such of. the windows as I could command. My glance fell idly to the woman sunning herself on the opposite bank. And as I looked, a tiny shaft of light arrested my atten tion. It was scarcely larger than my hand, but it seemed endowed with elfish in telligence. For it moved, it danced. And always in the direction of the woman with the parasol. Now it crawled slowly along the graveled walk in a direct line from the river bank toward her. Now it burned, a shining mark, motionless. Then it darted about in circles, and always close to the woman as if to en gage her attention. A minute, five minutes passed, while I watched the eccentric gyrations of this extraordi narily intelligent shaft of light Over and over 'its antics were repeated. The woman's parasol was tlltedcare lessly back for a moment The nar row beam of light seized its oppor tunity. It played fantastically on the dress of the woman. ' Now at last she had seen it It flashed upward toward her face. She looked about vaguely, then toward the chateau walls. Now I had seen her face. It was Helena Brett I struck my forehead, impatient at my stupidity. It was Captain Forbes who had shouted. He had seen Helena Brett; he had vainly attempted to make her hear. But the roaring river had drowned his cry. That I had heard it, proved that he was nearer to me than to her. Yes; in this chateau, and a prisoner. He was signaling that fact to her. Every schoolboy knows the trick. The reflection of the sun's rays, on a mir ror will carry a tolerable distance. But now that he had attracted her attention, would she look up and see him? If by chance that were possible, would she understand? Fascinated, I saw the little beam of light tell its story eloquently and in geniously. CHAPTER XIX. '-it. The Startling Message. She had looked up, only to be blind ed by the dancing flame.- She held her hands before her eyes. The flame per sistently annoyed her. She moved from her seat It pursued her. Again she looked up; and even from this height I could see that she was frowning in her anger and annoyance. She seated herself at another bench. But she could not shake off her tor mentor. It no longer beat on her face and person; it moved steadly toward her, then traveled along the path of the promenade; trespassed into the garden of a cottage; shot by the cot tage itself; halted at a huge wooden signboard, on which was inscribed a long advertisement in French pro claiming the exalted merits of a Swiss chocolate. It zigzagged tremulously across the signboard. It paused at a capital let ter I. Helena had watched it curiously un til it disappeared into the garden. Then she had lost interest in its move ments, and had once more scanned anxiously the chateau opposite. Patiently and persistently the little beam of light repeated its antics. Again it moved, swiftly this time, to the signboard. And now she turned in her seat and watched it until it again paused at the letter I. Twice the mirror was flashed on the billboard; twice it pased at the letter I. It disappeared, to reappear at A. From A it darted swiftly to M. An other pause and again it vanished. Once more it pointed to A; once more it vanished. When it climbed the signboard again, it wandered vaguely about as if seeking a letter. After some hesi tation the mirror's reflection fell on P. Thence it shot to R. Again it hes itated, but it last settled on I. Once more ft selected S. Thence in quick succession came O, N, E, R. "I AM A PRISONER," it had spelled. But while Heiena and I were still staring at the board, the shaft of light darted in feverish haste from letter to letter until it had spelled another word: "F-O-R-B-E-S." The king's messenger had been an English officer, and one of the first military duties a boy learns at Sand hurst or Woolwich is heliographing. When, therefore. Captain Forbes had seen Helena across the river and had realized the futility of his shouting, being a man of wit and resource he had told of the imprisonment in this happy method. He had flashed his message success fully. Helena understood. She looked upward toward the chateau, nodded excitedly, and again eagerly watched' the signboard. She was not to be dis appointed. The message was not quite complete. These two words were added: "G-E-T H-E-L-P." Helena made a gesture of compre hension, and walked rapidly in the di rection of the village. TO BE CONTINUED.) for Sponges with a good physical condition, are all that is needed to become a diver. Al ready a number of our native spongers have become proficient in this line, and the probabilities are that in the near future a large percentage of the catch will be obtained in this manner. Mistaken Grief. "Alexander wept because there were no more worlds for him to conquer," said the hero worshipper. "Yes," answered the skeptic, "but in so doing he did not display great valor bo much as a limited knowl edge of geography." Secret of Jewish Succi ..Isaac Seligman,the well-knowa New York banker and philanthropist, was asked several days ago why Jews in variably succeed, and his reply was: "Mv seonle keen their heads, wnrb- d pend their spare time la thelr homes." EX-SLAVE HOW RICH WYOMING NEGRO ONCE PROPER TY OF JEFFERSON DAVIS. When Confederacy Collapsed Old Mas ter Gave Him Money and Release A Prospective Millionaire. Shoshonl. Wyo. Sam Davis, the ne gro mine owner and prospective mil lionaire of Warm Springs Creek and the Wind River mountain, has been in Shoshonl for the purpose of ordering machinery for his mine, the order in cluding a ten-horse power gasoline engine shaft hoist and a compressed air drill plant, the machinery ordered aggregating $10,000. Samuel Jefferson Davis was born in 1840 on the Briarfleld plantation in Mississippi, a slave of Jefferson Davis, and he was one of the toddling pick aninnies on the plantation when Col. Davis headed his Mississippi Rifles on the battlefield of Buena Vista. As Sam, the slave, grew older Mr. Davis grew into national importance as a leader of the south, and when Jefferson Davis was elected president of the southern confederacy Samuel Jefferson Davis, his slave, accompa nied the new president to Millidge ville, the first capital of the confed eracy. Upon the final collapse of the confederacy President Davis gave Sam, his born and faithful slave, $500 in gold and told him to go north and enter upon his new life as a free man. Sam migrated and tarried awhile in Cheyenne, and thence drifted to the cattle ranges where, from his wages as a camp cook, he saved money enough to buy a few head of cattle. These cattle grew into a herd and sev eral years afterwards Sam sold out for a handsome sum. In the interval Sam had married a daughter of Ed mond Le Claire, a noted French Cana dian hunter and trapper living wUh the Arapahoe Indians. Her mother was Whispering Wind, whose father was one of the most celebrated Arapa hoe chieftains. Sam rested for several years, living ic rude luxury on the Arapahoe In dian reservation. Three years ago he bought from a prospector his present mine on Warm Springs creek, an af fluent of the Wind river, and has de veloped it until now he is one of Wyo ming's assured mining millionaires. Samuel Davis has a fond remem brance of his former master, and his family and, in tender testimony there of, has christened his mine "The Miss Winnie Davis," so widely known as "The Daughter of the Confederacy." DO NOT LIKE OUR WHEAT. Spanish Millers Think the Product Better. Russian Washington. Consul General Ben jamin H. Ridgely, of Barcelona, tells the bureau of manufactures why the Spanish millers prefer the Russian to the American product in a recent re port: "American wheat, generally speak ing," he says, "is not particularly adapted to the requirments of this country, lacking, it is asserted, the strength of the Russian wheat, which Spanish millers buy in such large quantities for mixing with their na tive supplies and for which purpose the Russian grain is almost a neces sity. Nor is American wheat consid ered quite white enough nor sufficient ly high yielding to form a substitute for the wheat of Castile when needed. "Notwithstanding this, several ship ments were made from Duluth to southern Spanish ports during the past year, and doubtless more Ameri can wheat would have found a market in Spain had not our crops been below the average and the prices relatively high as compared with those ruling in other countries." SPONGE CAUSES ROMANCE. Left in Girl's Body by Surgeon's Over sight, Wins Husband for Her. Nahant, Mass. A romance of only a few weeks culminated in the mar riage here the other evening of Miss Flora May Pard, of Nahant, to Louis Rodrique, a wealthy resident of Ber lin, N. H. TJe romance and marriage is the direct result of an oversight of a Boston surgeon, who neglected to re move a sponge from the body of Miss Pard after performing an operation. Miss Pard suffered terrible agony and was sent to Berlin to recuperate. While in search of health, she met Mr. Rodrique. Some months ago she went to the Massachusetts general hospital in Boston, where an operation was performed for tumor. She failed to get well, and several more operations were performed. Each time the sponge was overlooked until the last operation, which re sulted in its discovery. . Mrs. Rodrique is contemplating bringing suit against the Boston sur geon, whose name the hospital staff refuses to disclose. New Bullet for Swiss Army. Geneva. The musketry experts of the Swiss army are experimenting at Willenstadt with a new rifle bullet for which several noteworthy properties are claimed. The caliber is the same as that of the bullet now in use, but it weighs several grains less. It has a point of extreme fineness and of great penetrative power, as is proved by the effects it produces on forged steel plates. The trajectory is so very low that up to 600 yards no elevation is necessary, while a new powder is being used that gives a higher initial velocity than any other bullet pos sesses. Farmer Plows Up Gold Coin. Iowa City. I. Joseph Curry, a farm er of Johnson county, plower up a $20 gold piece, two five-dollar gold pieces and a watch key set with dia monds in his timber land, possibly the richest" crop ever found in one square foot of Iowa territory. Tie coins bore dates showing that 'they were tinted' in the fifties. ' 'An-actress may blaze with diamonds and not set the world .on.flre. . 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On the left-hand side of the street stands the new building of the New York Stosk exchange and at the head of the street the sub-treasury with its massive pillars can be distinguished. jjfxsfjjffjYSKfisfrtfrrrfr'f' - --- - r --r f rrr"rmnrMrvnfnrVVifirmr"r" - OLD SAILORS PASSING. YOUNGER GENERATION OF MARI NERS DEPLORE FACT. State That "Steamer Made Seamen" Lack in Nautical Knowledge arid Are Not Equipped as Officers. Seattle, Wash. With the passing of the sailing vessel, which is giving place to the modern fast steamer, the old-time sailor is becoming merely a memory. The change is more notice able In the officers of vessels than in the sailors. Many of the old captains, however, deplore the modernizing of the sailor and officer. The modern sailor is little more than a stevedore, while the mates are scarcely more than chief stevedores, according to many of the old-time skippers. This has been brought about by the short runs of the coasting vessels and the fact that the mate's chief duty is to superintend the loading and unloading of cargo. On the short coasting runs navigation is done almost entirely by what is known as dead reckoning. This is accomplished by the log, the compass and local knowledge of the waters. The ships are seldom out of sight of land and the earlier knowl edge of navigation gained by the offi cers before they apply for their papers is, in many cases, practically forgot ten. The handling of cargo becomes the chief work of the officers, with the exception of the captain, and even he seldom makes use of his knowledge of navigation, aside from that of dead reckoning. In the old school of ships one of the first things the officer was taught was seamanship; secondly, navigation, and at the present day some of the most successful captains are those who ac SAYS TRUCKS ARE TOO HARD. Hobo Wants to Submit Formal Com plaint of Tramps. Baltimore, Md. A hobo who occu pies a high place in his chosen profes sion dropped into the Baltimore & Ohio executive offices the other day to lay his grievance before President Murray. The president was out of town, but Mr. Hobo's credentials would have secured him easy access. His complaint was that the rods and trucks under the coaches are not as comfortable as they might be from the members of the fraternity who travel in that way. This hobo is some thing of a mystery, as but few know his real name. He is known as "A No. 1" wherever he goes. He has been to Europe seven times, to Alaska once, has visited Mexico and v South America, and has made numerous transcontinental trips, beat ing his way all the while. He was born in San Francisco 35 years ago, and since he was 11 years old he has - -----"----- .-.-- Cats Spare Kentucky Woman Says Felines Will Not Molest Sightless Rodent. Lexington, Ky. Even at the risk of being classed among the "nature study fakers" by the strenuous one at the White House, Mrs. D. H. Keller, of this city, gives the following story of the actions of two cats with a blind rat. Mrs. Keller owns two cats that are noted in the neighborhood as excel lent ratters. Woodland Park neighborhood, in which she lives, has become infested with rats of all sizes. Recently the two cats attacked a large rat in the chicken yard. A setting hen attacked the cats, drove them away and then pecked the rat's eyes out. The rat, handicapped by blindness, has since taken more than ordinary chances in search of food. Upon numerous occasions he has en tered the kitchen while the cook was preparing a meal. The cats have fol lowed the rat into the kitchen and have sat on -their hauches watching'; quired their knowledge In the old-i vessels. Seamanship is so seldom used la the modern vessels that it is looked upon more as a hindrance than an aid. The training of cadets on many ,of the larger steamships makes steam ship officers of them, and they enter upon their officers' duties with only a book knowledge of steamanship in sailing vessels. The state training ship, according to the old salts, gives youthful aspir ants to a sea life a practical knowl edge of seamanship, and for this rea son most of the old sailors are stanch advocates of a nautical school for boys. The plan has been worked out successfully in the east, and reports from California state that an effort is being made by the California sea men to secure a state training ship for San Francisco. The naval train ing station for boys at Goat island fails to meet the requirements of the merchant service, according to most captains, as the boys are trained for naval work, which practically unfits them for the merchant service. In the American merchant marine to-day there are comparatively few American sailors. Most of the seamen are recruited from English, German and Preach sailing ships that come to the American ports. By reason of the large wages paid in American ships, and especially in the coasting trade, the men are able to make from two to three times as much as in the ships of their own nationality. Among sailors the American ships are known as supplying the best food, while the English ships are commonly known as "hungry limejuicers." Another point advanced in favor of the school ship is that it would have a tendency to Increase the number of American sailors and officers. been a tramp from the pure love of it This gentleman is a sort of Beau Hickman of his fraternity. He does not look like a tramp. He had on a neat, well kept suit of clothes that must have cost about 35. He had just been shaved and had his mus tache carefully waxed. He wore neat, blackened Oxfords, and looked and acted the part of a gentleman. He is five feet four inches, has curly hair, and speaks English, French and Span ish fluently. When he travels on the trucks he wears overalls. In his pockets he car ries shoe blacking, tooth powder, band kerchiefs, a unique equipment for a tramp, and. most interesting of all, a tiny box of poison with which to put himself out of agony should he ever be caught in a wreck. He is known by many railroad offi cials, and the cards which they have given him help to keep him out of jail when the detectives get hold of him. He spent for traveling expenses in the last 26 years just $7.50. "i"uTnjnjinj - MriJiAJj'Lnj - iniL MMAMMAMAAMMMMMtfWWWWMW Blind Rat. it, without attempting to interfere with it in any way. A day or two ago one of the cats walked up to the rat, smelled of It and putting its paw on the rat's back turned it on its back, and then walker indifferently away. An instant lat the cat espied another rat in the chic en yard, and like a flash jumped ove the wire fence and pounced upon it, killed and ate it The blind rat now has the run of the back yard, porch, and, when the) door is open, the kitchen. Both cata ignore him altogether. As yet it has permitted no human being to touch it Mrs. Keller watches the rat close ly and sees that no one injures it The cats never try to. Man's life is measured by a haadree! years; half of these are passed (is sleep, half the remainder la child hood and old age, and what are left we fulfil amid disease, separations. pain and servitude. How can a take pleasure in a life that the babble on a wave? - i ' i- . .'-'tE3SUL-? jf&. - v-- 4-l.' :-, JJKH.&.jfi&lr&-B;A SSJT..- - - - J"V . , ,,'-V.' it . - .. fc VJ; M
