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Show TOO GIDDY FOR HCO. A Typlc-- I Duel, "typical duel is that reported from the town of Minsk, in Russia.' Two old friends, lawyers had been to the theater together.' Copilog out, one accidentally Knocked off tlie otner hat. he apologized, but the other, very angry, called him names. The result however, that the islanders went ab- was a duel iu which one was killed. solutely naked caused the good bishop Neither had shot a pistol before. some anxiety and be resolved to direct IO.OOO Plnntu for 10n. part of his efforts to get them to wear la a remm kuble offer tho John This at least the minimum of clothing. A. SuUer Seed Co., L.a Crosse, Wis., some He therefore obtained bright- makes. They will send you their big feed catalog, together with ly colored calico and leu it lying care- plant and beed to grow lessly about bis but, knowing well that enough1.000 fine, solid Cabbages. the bright colors would soon attract 2.000 delicious Carrots. 2.000 blanchiuK. uutty Celery. the attention of the natives. 2.000 rich, buttery lettuce. An old native lady soon cfterwards 1,000 splendid Onions. called and "bishopy" allowed ber to 1.000 rare, luscious Radishes. last time. At some cloth for 1.000 gloriously brilliant Flowers. eye the This great offer Is made In order to be picked up a piece, and, offering it to Induce you to try their warranted seeds would give the native, said that he for when you once plant them you ' it to her. If she would wear it. will grow no others, and ALU KOK HUT 1C POSTAGE, She departed in great glee, but rewill return this notice, turned the following day with a down-'- , providing you If you will send them 20c In postcast look, and the cloth neatly rolled ' and age, they will add to the above a pack-ap- e up. of the famous Lierllner Cauliflower. v Handing It back to the astonished (W. N. U.) missionary, she said, "Me no wear THOUGHT HE WAS KILLED. that, bishopy; me too shy I" Stray Stories. Small Accident Nearly Scares Work-'- : Good News From Minnesota. man to Death. Lakefleld. Minn., Jan. 4. Mr. WilA workman in a btg building comliam E. Gentry of this place is one of pany's yards nearly died of fright a and most highly re- few days ago. , The foreman beard a the men Jackson in County. For yell and much commotion among a spected 45 years he has suffered with Kidney lot of carpenters in the yard and Trouble and now at 77 years of age he rushed to the scene. He found one baa found a complete cure and is well. of the men on the ground with a two His cure is remarkable because of Inch bit apparently sticking through the length of time he had been suffer- his side, white as a ghost, and pracing. Cases of 40 years' standing might tically out of bis mind. His be 'Considered incurable, but the remhad sent for an ambulance edy that cured Mr. Gentry seems to and were about aa badly frightened know no limit to Its curative power. as he. The foreman book out his Mr. Gentry says: knife and slit the man's jumper and "I have Buffered with misery In my shirt down the back. The bit came back tor about 45 years and bad all away with the shirt, tightly rolled up the troubler-omsymptoms of Kidney in it, and the man was absolutely un end Urinary disease. I tried various scratched. It appeared that he had kinds of remedies, but all to no effect been standing against an unfinished until I tried Dodd's Kidney Pills. Now caisson in which- two Inch holes were I have no pain in my back, and feel being bored. The bit was run by quite Well in every way. air, and when it came compressed "I am 77 years of age and I feel through the planking was very hoL better than I have frr tho last 40 It was the heat from the bit which years, 1 attribute it all to Dodd's Kid- made the workman think it was in ney Pills." his body. New York Post. Cellar Dry. How to Keep I am sure Plno's Cure for Omnumption saved It la very hard to make a dry cel- toy life three yet.ni otra Mrs. Thus, It BUls. lar. When the soil Is not porous the kUblO Street. Norwich, X. Y., Feb. 17, 1900. ground about must be well drained. Webster Was Willing. Then the walls must br covered with Daniel Webster's market man When good cement, while sometimes it Is had sued him for a long unpaid bill with floor and walls necessary to cover his money he was so scared and bot asphalt. Country Life In America. at hlagot that he stopped calling tnerlty ' Million la Oat. at the door for orders. The Godlike Batzr'a New National Oats yielded Daniel a3ked him why, one and In 1303 In Mich., 240 bu.. In Mo!, 215 bu.. tho man confessed that be day, supposed In N. L).. 310 bu.. anJ in 30 other Mr. Webster would never traie with states from liO to 3i"0 bu. per acre. Now Krown In 1301. him agiln. "Oh," raid Webster, "sue this Oat if Kent-rallof bushels to the me as often as you like, but for heav will add million of dollirs to the yield, and inllJinnn . farmer's purs-- Try It for 1901. Largest en's pake don't ffarvo me." There Sed Potnto and Alfalfa Clover grow- was never a time wln'ti the great man ers In AmerW a. was not willing to ow as much at Halzer's S; Hz. Iarnes Parley, Home ItuiUer Corn. M.icoronl Wheat. anybody was willing to let him owe. Pea Oat. l:i!lion Dollir Grass and EarMr. Wln!ow, Monthlne Mron. liest Cnnp.i are money makers for you, Mr. Farmer. f unauuu,a,.u ,,n.ctm wlail colic. Sic boiiM. ea lalander's tense of Modeity.. .'l When the lata Bishop, gel wy a first went as a missionary to the. South 8ea Islands be found the nat'.vea in various islanda very tractable. The fact Costume Shocked South ; A Story of Cromwell's. Timo -- ; , . ,-- , j ' best-know- n fellow-workme- n e - , , , BY AMELIA E. BARR. Author f "Th Bow of "Th Orn Ribbon," "I. Thovi a.nd thm Mldr Lro." Etc. Msia of (Copyright. 1901, by Dodd, Mead & Company. CHAPTER VII. (Continued.) "Cromwell wants only that Parlia ment should know its own mind, and Ood knows declare itself dissolved. It la high time, but Vane, and more with him, would sit while life lasts. Martha, my heart Is troubled within me. Have we got rid of one tyrant calling himself King, to give obedience to a hundred tyrants calling themselves Parliament? It shall pot be bo. As the Lord llveth, verily, it shall not!" There was a meeting of the Coun cil at the Speaker's house the night after Israel Swaffham'a Indignant pro test against Parliament, and Cromwell, sitting among those men, was scornfully angry at their deliberations. Ills passion for public and social Justice burned, and in a thunderous speech, lit by flashes of blinding wrath, he spoke out of a full and determined heart. Then be mounted his horse and rode homeward. Belf-seekln- g CHAPTER VIII. Upon the Threshold. If we believe that life is worth lh- ing, our belief helps to create that fact, for faith is In matters of the spirit all that courage is In practical affairs. To Jane and Cluny this be lief was not difficult, for limitation always works for happiness, and dur ing the ensuing year life kept within the bounds of their mutual probation and of Cluny's military duties, was full of happy meetings and partings; days in which Love waited on Duty, and again, days In which Love was lord of every hour; when they wander ed together in the Park like two happy children, or, If the weather was unfit, sat dreaming in the stately rooms of Sandys about the little gray house in Fifeshlre, which was to be their own sweet home. So the weeks and months went by, and though they were not alike, they had that bappy similitude which All rights Othr On," resrved.) news, jane, mat is one oi your faults. Cymlln was here le.st night. He spent a couple. of hours. with me," then she smiled so peculiarly, Jane could not help asking her: What is there-iyour way of smil ing, Matilda?. 1 am sure It means a story of some kind." "I shall have to tell you the story, for you could never guess what that smile was made. of. Forst, however, what did you see and. hear, at the Cromwells." "I heard In a passing manner that Prince Rupert. is off the seas forever that he is at .the French court, where he Is much made of." "Jane Swaffhara, have you no fresh er news?" and she pulled out of her bosom many sheets of paper tied U gether with a gold thread. "I had she said, "by the this yesterday," hand of Stephen, and I may as well tell you to prepare to meet Stephen de Wick, for he vows ho will not leave England again until he has speech with you." "Then he Is forsworn; I will not see him." "It will be no treason now to speak to your old servant. The Amnesty Act will cover you. But I fight not Stephen's battles; I have enough to do to keep my own share of your friendship from fraying. Now, I must tell you something concerning my self. I am going to France." ' "France!" cried Jane in amazement "Yes, France. I have persuaded my uncle that he ought to go there, and look after his affairs. I have persuad ed my aunt that it is not safe for my uncle to go without her, and they both know my reason for going with them, although we do not name Prince Rupert." "When do you go, Matilda?" "Tomorrow, if Stephen bo ready. And let me tell you, Jane, Stephen's readiness depends on you." "That is not so." "It is. I hope you will be definite. Jane. You have kept poor Stephen walked straight Ur me and boxed my ears, for 'a Billy child tha did not know tho difference between a man" and a eoxeomb.' I awtar to you that I was struck dumb, and he had taken himself, out of the room in a passion j ere I could find a word to throw after him.'- Then-got up and went to a mirror and looked at my ears, and they were scarlet, and my cheeks . matched them, and for a moment was in a towering rage. I sat down, I cried, I laughed. I was amazed, I was. after a little while, ashamed, and finally 1 came to a reasonable temper and acknowledged I had been served exactly right. For I had no business ' ' to put my wicked little tongue in my cheek, because a brave gentleman ' could not crook his leg like a dancing master. Are you laughing, Jane? . Well, I must laugh, too. I shall laugh many a time when I think of Cymlin's two big hands over my ears. Had he kissed me afterward, I would have for- given him I think."-- . "I cannot help laughing a little, Ma tilda, but I assure you Cymlln Is suffering. Trom that discipline far more . than you are." "I am not suffering at all. This ' morning I admire him. There' is not another man in the world who- would have presumed to box the Lady Matilda de Wick's ears; accordingly I am In love' with his' courage and I shall laugh and cry as long as I live, and remember Cymlin Swaff- lam." "It was too bad of Cymlln but very like him. He has boxed my ears more than once." "You are his sister. That Is differ ent. I will never speak to him again. There, let the matter drop. I wish now, you would either take Stephen or send him off forever. I am in a hurry to be gone, and Sir Thomas also. Go and send Stephen with a 'Yes' or 'No' to me. I am become Indifferent which, since you are so much . . . . - self-respec- U so." Many letters were promised on both hides, and Jane was glad to notice the eagerness and hopo in her friend's ciice Touritts Enriched Switzerland. Tourists have in a decade converted Switzerland from one of the poorest to one of the richest countries, the money per capita being larger than that in the United States. Jure let this same spirit animate her. her ride home, however, was Bet to a more anxiousr key. She was a little ingry also. Why should Stephen de A'ick intrude his love upon her? Twice already she had plainly told Mm that his pult was hopeless, and did not feel grateful for an that would not recognize Its limits, and was determined to force itself beyond them. SI.e entered Sandys with the spring all about her; her fair face rosy with the fresh wind, and her eyes full of fie sunshine. Cymlin and Stephen cro sitting by the fireside talking of !rlhh hounds and of a new bit for restive horses which Cymlln had Indented. and When Jane entered, Cymlln Stephen both rose to meet her. Cymlln waa klt.d with the condescension ut a brother. He Fpoke to her as ho spoke to creatures weaker than himself, and kissed her with the air of a king kissing a subject he loved to r.onor. Then be made an excuse to the stable and gave Stephen bis cp--' port unity. The young man had kept Lis eye fixed on the beautiful face arul' slender form tf the girl he loved. He went to ber and clasped ber hands and said with a passionate eagerness, "Jane, dearest! I have come again to as-you to marry me. Say one good, kind word. When you were not as high as my heart, you did promise to af-t'cti- rXXIIYILXXJ Cats' Well. In the south of Ireland, near is the "Cats' Well," the waters of which are supposed to exert marvelous remedial effects upon ailing tabbies. No muRs or failures made with PUTNAM FADELESS DYES. Inchl-geela- A DEFENSE OF SLANG. Writer Believes it to Be the Language of Sincerity. So far from being an evidence of a national levity and lack of seriousness slang Is the language of sincerity. It is the result of an instinctive effort-tget as far away as possible from everything like pretentiousness. It Is the antipodes of bathos. It Is the language of the whole people, because It is expressive of the national sense of humor that is never so keen as when it contemplates with a Joy likewise unutterable the spectacle presented by a fake exposed. It Is blunt. It is crude, it is bruUl sometimes, but It is always sincere. It directs against the citadels of evil the mighty enginery of laughter. It does for our nascent abuses what the mordant satire of Martial and Juvenal failed to do for decadent home. Prof. Herman Spencer in Booklovers Magazine. Corn Sauce. Cook a dozen ears of sweet ?orti for five minutes, then rut from the cob. Add to this corn a head of cabbage, cut fine, two chopped green peppers, one red pepper, chopped, a cup of sugar, five cents' worth of ground mustard, a lablepoonful of celery weed, three pints of vinegar and salt to taste. Mix well and boll for twenty Put up In air tight cans. minutes. ptnpo tho (Vmglt ami Work Off tho VltI "I Vp to M" Ut. tit , ta r M he!p o 4 ro!it St. Jacobs Oil UM twftf mdtat the cur Ot ntr-r- sl In Hurts, Sprains and Bruises 35c and JOo. Pric HTfllTTiiiIlTTlTIITi I J FLOUR OQDEII'S BEST -- PHQEHIX AND- HIGH PATENT MADE BY CGCER WILLING & ElEYITOft CD. a Oil, UTAH. Lasatlre I'.ruiuo y uinin Tablets, Price. o. Habitual Criminal Law. Great Britain is to bave aa bablLial criminal law resembling those of some of our ttates. The plan tow tinder consideration Is that of an Industrial penal settlement for the special benefit of toch "babituals," where special efforts would be made to reform them, and opportunity given of regaining their liberty by Industry and food but only on probation. ooa-duc- t, Jcavca littlo to chronicle. Jane's chief excitements came from her visits to Mary Cromwell and Matilda de Wick. The affection between Jane and Matilda had the strong root of babit as well as of inclination. They could not be bappy If they were long apart. Jane visited frequently at Jevery House, and Matilda quite as frequently at Sandys. One morning In the spring of 1C33, Jane was returning from a two dayB visit to the Cromwells. The air was so fresh and balmy fhe went to Jevery House, resolved to ask Matilda to drive In the Park with her. Aa she went upstairs f,ho wondered what mood ehe would find Matilda In, for there was a certain mental pleasure In the uncertainty of her friend's temper. She found her lying upon a sofa In her chamber, her little feet, prettily shod In satin, showing Just below her gown; her bands clasped above her bead, her long black hair scattered loosely on the pillow. She amlled languidly as Jane entered, and then said: "I have been expecting you, Jane. I ooud not keep the thought of yon out of my tnir.d, and by that token I knew you were coming. Pray, where have you been? Or, where ar you going?" I have been spending two days with the Cromwells, and the morning Is so fair, I wondered If you would not drive an hour In the park. Do you know that Cymlin arrives from IreHe would think the land Journey well taken, if be saw you at the end of Tou are a little late with your to-da-y? If I , I dangling after you 6ince you were ten years old." "What about Cymlln and yourself?" Then Matilda laughed, and her countenance changed, and she said seriously, "Upon my word and hpnor, I was never nearer loving Cymlln than I was last night,' yet he was never less deserving nf it. Tis a good story, Jane. I .will not pretend to keep It from you, though 1 would stake my last coin on Cymlin's silence about the matter. He came into my presence, as he always docs, 111 at ca?e, and why, I know not, for a man more handsome in face and figuro it would not be easy to find In England. But he has bad manners, Jane, confers It; he blushes and stumbles over things, and lets hli kerchief fall, and when he tries to be a gallant, makes a fool of himself." "You are talking of my brother, Matilda, and you are making him ridiculous, a thing Cymlln Is not, and never was." "Wait a bit. Jane. vow you did!" knew not then what "Stephen, You were as a marriage meant. brother to me. I love you yet as I loved you then. I cannot be your wife. ' I am already plighted." You Neville. shall never "To marry him. I forbid it. I will hunt him to the gates of death." be my wife. wish to see your face no more." . At The Post her Whatever words might assert, it was evident she looked forward to a great Joy. And as long as she was with Matilda, y JIHT EXr TniS XOTICE axd 10c In stamps to John A. S.iSzer Seed Co., Ia Crosse, Wis., and receive In return their bin catalog and lota of farm seed samples. (V. N. U.) and manner. . I wa kind to him, and he told me about his life In Ireland, and he spoke so well, and looked so proper, that I could not help but show Mm how he pleased me. Then he went beyond his usual manner, and in leaving tried to give me a bow and a leg In perfect court fash-Ioand he made a silly appearance, and for the life of me I could not help a smile not a nice smil, Jane, Indeed, 'twas a very scornful smile, and he caught me at It, and what do yoe think he did?" "I dare say he told yon plainly that you were behaving badly?" "My dear Jane, he turned back, be n; "It Is sinful to say such things." "f.et my sins alone. I am not in the humor to be sorry for them. ajrain. you shall not marry that I say scoun- drelly Scot" "He U not what you call him far from It" "I call things by their right names. I call a Scot a Scot, and a scoundrel, a f oundrel." He threw her bands far from him and strode up and down the room, desperate and full of wrath. "You shall marry no roan but myself. Before earth and you shall!" "If Ood wills, 1 fhaiJ marry Lord hf-ate- n Neville." "Ob, Jan! I shall go to total ruin if you do not marry me." "Shall I marry a man who, Is not lord of himself? I will noL" "You have made me your enemy. What follows Is your own fault." "'Tis a poor love '.hat turns to hatred; and yon can do co more thaa you are Jet do." "You will see. By my soul, 'tis truth! Oh, 'tis ten thousand pities you will not love m!" "It Is nowise possible, Stephen. He flung himself Into a chair, tali Ms arms upon the table and buried his far In them. "Go away, then," be sobbed. "I wish to see your face no more. For your sake. I will bate all women forever." (To be continued.) |