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CHAPTER VI. The laat atroke of eight die out from he old dock to the hall at Seaton Dytart ntera the drawing room. Th extreme diugioest and (loom of that melancholy apartment ainka Into him aa he move rather dlacontentedly. but with a man'a unfailing instinct, toward the hearth-rug It la not all gloom, however, aa he pres ently discovers. In thia dreary place. Some one risea languidly from a low chair a girl, a lovely girt, a -he Instantly admits and advance about the eighth part of an ordinary foot toward him, They are wonderfully alike, the father and son, and yet how wonderfully un like. It teems impossible that with ex pressions so utterly at variance ao strong a resemblance can exist, yet It is there. Tbe one, the old face, mean, cringing, suspicious, wicked; the other, cold, honor able, earnest and beautiful. The girl, watching him with distrust in her eyes, reluctantly acknowledged this last fact. "I'm extremely sorry if I've kept you waiting for dinner," he says, advancing at a quicker pace, once he area the pretty girt in white, and holding out hit hand. "But the fact ia I waa dreadfully tired when I arrived, and I'm rather afraid I fell asleep." "The day ia warm," aays ahe, coldly. The likeness to his father seems clearer to her aa he speaks, and kills for her all the charm of his face. "Very, but I don't fancy my absurd fit of laxiness arose from that. Rather from the fact that I haven't had a wink of sleep for the last two nights." "Two nights!" aays she with a faint accession of interest. "Toothache? Sick friend?" ., "Oh, ao. Ball-cards," return he, con cisely. "Ah!" saya she, thia time rather short "Ton are Griselda, I suppose?" aays he, pleasantly. "Why ahould you suppose it?" asks ahe, with a faint smile. "True, Why ahould ir returns he, laughing. "Perhaps because," with a steady look at her, "I have been told that ny cousin Griselda ia a person possessed of a considerable amount of of charac ter." "By that yon mean that you have heard Griselda ia self-willed." aays sue, calmly. "And aa it ia evident you think I look the Dart also. I am afraid you mutt prepare yourself to meet two self-willed cousins I am not Griselda. If she had fancied that thia announce ment would have put him out, ahe ia un deceived in a moment. "No?" aays he, looking distinctly amus ed. "There ia comfort in the thought that I cannot again fall into error, because you must be Vera. "Yea, I am Vera," alowly. "I fear you will find it very dull down here. "Tour father haa been very good to ns; more than kind," interrupts she, gently, but with decision. "He haa given us a home." 1 "I ahould think he would be very glad to get you here," aaya he. At this mo ment Griselda enters the room. A charm ing Griselda, in white, like her titter, and with a Bower in her sunny hair. She trips up to Seaton and given him her hand and a frank unite, that has just the cor rect amount of coquettish shyness in it A man, to Griselda, no matter out of what obnoxious tribe he may have sprung, is always a creature to be gently treated, smiled upon and encouraged. "So you've come at last to this Castle f Despair," aaya she, saucily. "I must say, you took time to look n up. But 1 don't blame you; life down her is too live ly for most. It haa quite done up Vera and me." The dismal sound of a cracked old din ner gong breaks in at this instant on Gri setda't speech. They all rise and cross tbe hall to the dining room, but just in side it a momentary hesitation takes place. Dysart going to the foot of tbe table. Vera atopa abort, at if in tome surprise, to look at him, question in her yes. -"You will take the head of the table. I hope," aaya he, in a low tone, divining Her perplexity. "But " quickly, and then a pause. ' "If you wish it, of course," she aays. with a swift uplifting of the brows and an al most imperceptible shrug. Her manner somehow irritate him. "I wish It, certainly," says he, coldly. "But I wish still more to see you do only test wnicn you use. "I have few lakes and dislikes," replies she, still in that utterly emotionless tone; and sweeping past him, she teats herself at the bead of the table. As for Griselda, the little Jar in the so cial atmosphere around her goes by un noticed, so overcome is she by the un wonted magnificence of tbe sight before her, a decent dinner table at Greycourt She looka round her and loses herself a little in the touch of fairyland tbe room presents. It is, aa it were, an echo from the past, a glimpse into the old life when her fatter still lived, that ahe hardly knew waa dear to her until ahe had lost It, The glitter of the silver, the glass, the intense perfume of the glowing flow- " ers, the rich tint of the fruit, all seem part of a dream; a aweet one, too. Mr. Dysart is wondering why both girls should have token so Instantaneous a dis like to him. As a rule, women were civil enough; yet here were two to whom he was an utter stranger, and aggressive wit the only word he could apply to their looks and words, though both were stu diously polite. "Do yon stay long?" asks Griselda pres ently, looking at her cousin. "I don't know how you may view It I return to town the day after to-morrowvery early on that day. Whether I must or must not work for my living la a thing that does not concern me. I work you will hardly believe it in this , prosaic age but I actually seek after fame. I should like to get on in my pio- . fesnion; to be more than a mere trifler." "You are charming," saya Griselda, saucily. "You talk like a book a blue book. But yon have not told me why your father will not let ua aee anyone, why " "Griselda!" says Miss Dysart, a little sharply. She rises as she speaks, and Drsart open the door for her. At Griselda pastes him he says, easily: "I cannot tell you everything at once, , you aee; but I dare say there will be time given me. A for my father, be is ec centric, and. I fear, hard to live with. Rut if ever I can help you, call on me.1 Griaelda fives him a smile for this, and Mlawa her sister into the drawing room "A-r all, he lan't half bad," the aays, riiL' iLtlo nod. father aad tea to Uke?" atkt Vera, coldly. CHAPTER VIL "Well, I'm off,1 uji Qrielda. poking brr pretty head Into the rammer house, where Vera aiti reading. It ta nett day, aad a very lorely day, too." "For your ramble," aaya Vera, laying down her book. "So you won't take my advice? Very good. Go on, and you'll aee that you won't Moaner." Her tone ta half cay. hair serious. "And don't be long," entreats Vera, with a sudden ruth of anxiety. "Don't, now. Yea, I'm ia deadly earnest. There ia that man all over the place, let loose, aa it were, tor my discomfiture, and it he turns np in this part of the world I auppote I shall have to talk to him." "What a calamity r aaya Griselda. with a little feigned drooping of her mouth. "In this barren wilderness even manna may be regarded with rapture even Sea ton! Better any man than no man, any I." "So say not I, then," with great spirit. She haa leaned forward upon her elbow, and her eye are brilliant with a little suspicion of anger. "Give me desert Island ratber.thaa the society of man whom I know it will require only time to teach me ta detest. And how you can call him ao familiarly 'Seaton,' passes A pause! An awful pause. Who la it that haa turned the corner of the aummer house, and ia looking In at them with a' curious expression round his mouth? Gri selda ia the first to recover. "Isn't it absurd r ahe saya, smiling rather lamely. "But I aasur you, Sea ton, your sudden appearance quit took away my breath. You should stamp when you come to a house like thia. Th grass all round ia so thick." "Too thick!" raya Dysart, with a awift glance at Vera, who haa loat all her color. "For the future I shall try to remember. I am very sorry I startled you." He hat addressed himself entirely to Griaelda, unless that on lightning glance of con temptuous reproach cast at Vera could be counted. "But I waa on my way to one of tbe farms, and this ia the low eat the nearest path to it I shall never cease to regret" here be atopa dead abort, and turns hi eye unreservedly on Vera "that I did not take th upper one." He makes both girls a alight bow, and walks awiftly onward on th unlucky path he had chosen. "Oh, Vera, do aomething!" cries Gritel da, in a small agony of consternation. clasping her hand. Vera, thua admon ished, spring to her feet and, driven half by honest ahame aad half by im pulse, rustie out of the summer house and runs after Dysart aa he is fast dis appearing through the shrubs. Reaching him, panting and pale with agitation, ahe lays her hand timidly upon hia arm. "I am o grieved," ahe says, her charm ing face very pained, her lips white, "There are moments when on hardly knows what one saya, and "There are auch moment, certainly," aays he, interrupting her remorselessly. "But they can hardly be classed with those in -which the calm confidences of one sitter are exchanged with the other, And why ahould you apologise? I assure yon, you need not I do not seek for or desire anything of the kind." It almost teems to her that he hat shaken her hand from his arm. Draw ing back, ahe tees him proceed upon his wsy, and then returna to Griselda. "I really think I hate him," aaya Vera, vehemently. The recollection of his con temptuous glance, the way in which he had disdained her apology above alL that alight be had offered her when he had displaced her band from hia arm all rankle in her breast, "and a hot flow of shame renders her usually pale face bril liant. "There, never mind him," she sava. with a little frown. "He is not staying long, fortunately, and tma episode will bear good fruit of one sort at least. He will not trouble me with his society while you are away. Now hurry, Griseldt. do. Griselda, with a light laugh, drawn ir resistibly by the gorgeous loveliness of the light and shadows of the land below, runs down the pathway and ia soon lost to view. When she returns over an hour later she discovers to her amazement, that Vera is still in It "You are miserable about that wretch ed affair of the morning," criea Griselda. "Never mind it If you will come to din ner I promise you to do all tbe talking. and at it baa to be endured I do entreat you to keep up your spirits." ' "Oh, ye. There isn't a decent chance of escape," aays Vera, wearily. "'Bh!" cries Griselda, softly, putting np her band; tbe sound of coming foot steps, slow, deliberate footsteps purpose ly made heavier, smites upon their ear iff "ouod heavens! Here he ia," says Griselda, and Indeed they have barely time to put on a carefully unconscious demeanor, when Seaton Dysart darkens the door of the summer house, and looka coldly down on them. They told me I ahould find you here.' he saya, speaking to Vera. "I bar come to say good-by. "But surely you are not going so soon not before dinner, not to-night!" cries Griselda, thunderstruck by this solution of their difficulty, and a little sorry, too. I am going now. Good-by, holding out hia band to her with a determination not to be changed. Griselda takes it snd shakes it genially, nay, warmly. His hu mor la decidedly hostile, and if he ac quaints tbe old father of their Incivility Anything to propitiate him, ahe tells her self, will be the correct thing, and th grow positively friendly toward him, and beam upon him with gentle entreaty in her eye. "If you must go, do ns one service first," she says. "Do you tee that rose?" a rather unkempt and straggling speci men of it kind that trails in unadmired disorder just outside tbe door. "It has baffled me many a time, but you are tali oh, taller than most; will you lift these awkward tendrils, and press them back Into shape?" She Is smiling divinely at him, a smile that Tom Peyton would have given sev eral years of hit life to possess; but Dy sart is disgracefully unmoved by it, and, refusing to return it, steps outside, and. with a decidedly unwilling air, proceed t to lift the drooping tendrils and reduce them to order. Griaelda, naturally a girl of great re source, seizes the opportunity she has herself provided. Catching Vera' arm, she draw her back out of alght "Now'a your time!" sha aaya. "Bay something. Do something. It docsn matter what, but for heaven's take you dou't you'll have the old mm down upon us like" "I can't" gap Vera, fearfully. "You must." Insist Grlsvlda. ternly. "It'a impossible to know what tort of man he it. If revengeful, he can play old Harry with ut!" Without waiting to explain what par ticular game thia may mean, or the full significance thereof, she atep lightly out Bide and gate with undisguised rapture upon Dysart'a work. t Dysart return to th summer house with all the manner of one ia mad hast to be gone. It la merely a part of aa un pleasant whole, he tells himself, that he mutt first say a chillingly courteous word or two of farewell to the girt who haa openly declared toward him auch an un dying animosity. "I am afraid," aaya Vera, apeaklng with cold precision, aa one delivering her telt of au uuloved lemon, "that you are going away thua abruptly because of what you heard me say tht morning." "You are right That la why 1 am go ing." repliea Dysart calmly. "Yea?" ia a chilling tone, and with faintly lifted brow. "I regret exceed ingly that I ahould have to unfortunately offend you, but to go for that It all sounds a little trivial, dont you think?" 'Not by going. I think. I dont e how I can do otherwise. Why ahould I make you uncomfortable? But you may call It trivial it you like, to talk of defeating a man you hav only seen for aa hour ' or two, and who in those hours " H , pause. "Did I make myteit ao apectaiiy objectionable?" demanda he, abruptly, ' turning to her with something that ia . surely anger, but aa turely entreaty, la 1 hia eyes, I Aa I told you before," Indifferently, Mnn fimlifth thin now and then." i Would you have m believe you did . not really mean what you said?" "I would not have you believe any thing," return ahe, haughtily. "I only think It a pity that you ahould curtail your visit to . your father because a chance remark of mine that cannot pos sibly affect you in any way." Ia that how you look at itr "Ia there any other way? Why should you car whether or not I detest you I. whom you saw. for the first tim yeter- nay?" Why, Indeed!" H regard her sb-1 r Ji.T'0r own mind the answer to thia question. and then, suddenly: Nevertheless, I do rare, he aays, with a touch of vehemence. "It la th Injustice of It to which I object. You tit vli!ntlv determined hefnrehanit trt I show me no grace. I defy you to deny it! Come, can you?" Miss Dysart la silent The very Im petuosity of hia accusation has deadened her power to reply, and besides, is there not truth in it? Had she not prejudged? By the bye, he saya, "I am afraid you will nave to put up wun me for a few hours every week. I shall promise to make them aa short aa I possibly can. But my father like to see me every sev en daya or so, and I like to tee him. Do you think," a slight tmlle crossing hi face, "you will be able to lire through itr "I have lived through a good many things," say Vera, her dark eyea afiam. "That give you a chance here; prac- tic makes perfect 1 am sorry to be obliged to Inconvenience you to far, but If I atayed away, I am arrald my father might want to know. why. H might even b to tbturd aa to mis me." Why ahould you take it for granted that I desire your absence?" criea Vera. her voice vibrating with anger. "Come, ' remain, or ttay away forever what la It to; mef - Ana it waa inns tuai iney panea. (To be continued.) KEEPING YOUNG. Gsrssss Mother of Ta Did It with Her "Von Littls Napa." The secret of prolonged youth or a part of the secret seem to be reveal ed In the modified form of "restcure" described by Clarissa Sergeant In Har per's Bazar. She picture a little Ger man woman, the mother of ten chil dren. She waa as fresh In color aa a girl, her hair without a touch or gray, her face without a wrinkle, and ahe felt, I am sure, aa she certainly looked, far younger than I. So I aaked her, final ly : 'How do you keep ao fresh and young with all your great family?" She looked at me a moment, and then laughed her merry little laugh. You see," she said, "I bar my von little naps." "Your What?" I aaked, puzzled to un derstand her. "My von little naps," ahe repeated. "But tell me, I do not understand," I said. "Vy ao," she said. In her pretty broken English, "about! twelf o'clock. or maybe von or maybe two, aa you like la besser, I take de baby, rich- ever Us de baby, and I goes to d room and takes my nap." "But ir tbe baby won't sleep at that timer' I objected. She shrugged her shoulders. "Oh, he sleep all right" "But there are so many things to do while the baby sleeps," I went on. "I vll bat my naps," was her smiling answer. "But," I urged, "supposing some thing happens to the other children while you and the baby are asleep?" Then she did stare at me. "There could not noting happen to dose children vorse dan I not get my von little naps," she said. Indignantly, I gave It op. This closed the argu ment. ' And the writer hands on the advice to all other tired mothers to try tbe little naps, even If It upsets to a de gree methodical housekeeping. Method Is good, but If It comes to be- a whip which makes rest Impossible, It should be dropped. Hen Didn't Have to Work. Thackeray's "Book or Snobs," com prehensive though It Is, would have been broadened and enriched by this anecdote, which Is Indefinitely credited to "an English newspaper:" A young woman or Sheffield came In to a fortune and promptly bunted up a country house, where she played the role or chatelaine to the manner born according to her own Ideas or tbe part One day some of her old-time friends came to see her, and she condescended to show them all over the place. "What beautiful chickens!" exclaim ed the visitors, when tbey came to tbe poultry-yard. "Yes. All prize birds!" haughtily ex plained the hostess. "Do they lay every day?" "Oh, they could, of course; but," grandiloquently, "In our position It Isn't accessary for them to do so." , . ' As men are said to lead lives and fol low occupation, tbe performance at a whole would appear to be a gam of .tag. .. FEW GOOD JUDGES OF CIGARS. Duality Const Little with th Avar a ( Barer, gay On Ussier. Th man cam In and asked for a brand of cigar that tbe dgar-ttor pro prietor didn't bav. "but I've got soiurtlilug that's prac tically th saaus nioke," tb dealer said, taking out a box. The man smiled wisely and Indul gently ami went out again, and tb dealer awore. "Ther art time," be Mid, "when till bualnes make you a trifle tired. Now, I'd bet everything that l'v got tu the world that that chttp couldn't hav told the cigar I offered bltu from th brand he think b wanta If hia II f depended on It. "There are between a million aud a half and two million brands of vlgara told In thia country, and your average smoker think that every brand mean a different kind of tobacco. A a mat ter or fact, 130 Is an outside estimate of the different kinds or tobacco that can b procured from all sources, and von expert can't tell wuit of the apart "A for th average tmoker, not halt of them bar any Idea a to th qual Ity of th cigar they may be smoking. Th vast majority or tobacco user amok with tbelr eyea and their eye only. ' -" "The ahape nr six or color or a cigar atrike their fancy. It burn easily and tbey are content At the tame tlui tbese things hav absolutely nothing to ao wun in qtiamy or a cigar. "To get an Illustration of how amok- ng la don with th eye It la only necessary to remember that very few blind men care anything about amok Ing. In many, cases men who bare gone blind after tbey have been Invet erate awoken for year cease to care anything about smoking a few week 'after losing their sight, and aoou glv ,, h use of tobacco altogether. " "So It'a a oerfeetlv well-known ax- ,, , .,. fh nllii. . cigar I. aa nothing compared with th. color of tbe wrapper, tbe shape, and tbe way It bums. Or, In other word. the workmanship la considerably mor than bait th battle, ao Car a tb deal er I concerned. "Of course, an Inveterate tmoker of Havana cigars does not enjoy a domes tic smoke, and there are men who real ly know and appreciate fine tobacco. But Id tbe run of trade these are an almost vanishing minority." New York Su.i. COST OF BEING IN CABINET. To Llv ia Good style a Mas Mast Spend Three Tin His salary, A member or tb Cabinet to entertain wrgely should bar such a house a usually reut from su.uuu to xu.uuu a year. Senator Depew pays fl.UUU a month for hia house. On the other aide, Secretary Wilson, who I comparative ly a poor man. Uvea In a bouse that rents for not more than ITS a month. Postmaster General Smith spent bla en tire salary of 18,000 a year aud was compelled to write magaxlne article! and to add to bis income lu other waya to maintain bla establishment. II final- Iv wearied of tbe struggle and took apartments at a hotel Each cabinet uiluster Is expected once a year to entertain the President and bis associates at dinner. Beyond thia be can cut out dinner-giving. Th Secretary of State, in addition, mutt give a breakfast once a year to tb diplomatic corp. Secretary Day resign ed because be could not afford to fol low tbe social pace. Carriages and horses ar furnished by tbe Government to cabinet minis ters. All other expenses they must pay themselves. A member or the Cabinet maintaining bis own bouse would bav to expend at least $15,000 a year, or nearly double bis salary, to keep up even ordinary appearances. Attorney General Knox, upon taking up bis residence In Washington, began by purchasing a house costing $140,000 and bringing with him a team or horses that cost $12,000. His expense will b vastly In excess or 1 15,000 year. - James S. Clarkson, when be became First Assistant Postmaster General, rented a house at $3,800 a year. His sal ary was $4,000. Mr. Clarkson laugh ingly said to hi wire: "What shall w do with the remainder or my aalary?" "Bent a telephone," wa th reply. New York World. Skating Mentioned by Early Writer Skating while not classed aa a com petltlve sport, although there are plen ty or competitions to which It leads, Is the most generally practiced of all win ter pastime. When skating first be gan Is something no one bas yet fully discovered. But at any rate, writers In th twelfth century mention tbe pastime and descrlb the skate then In ns at the brisket bone of an ox fas tened to tbe aole of tbe root and bound around tbe ankle, while tbe person thus mounted pushed himself along th Ice by means or an Iron-shod stick. And It Is said that In tbe museum at Cambridge, at well aa In the British Museum, tbeie are bones thn ground for use as skate. Later came tbe wooden frame, witn an iron or steei runner, xnis was some time in tue fourteenth century. In tbe sixteenth century tber Is a weu-remeinuerea record of the time when tbe DutcD fleet was froten In at Amsterdam and Bon Frederick attempted with bis men to take the vessels. His meu were 'out to rout by tbe Dutchmen, who came out on skates, and thus had every advantage of mobility. Uosy Angel. Little Lulu G., aged 4, does much to make a certain Columbus borne one of the brightest to be found uny where. Not long ago little Lulu saw a small colored child for the first time In her life, and the little black mite interested ber greatly. She aaked ber mamma a great many questions concerning the colored girl, and then for a time she remained silent. Suddenly Lulu quer ied with new Interest: "Mamma, does little black girts go to lievun?" ' "Yes, dear," replied the mother, "of course they do." . Lulu was quiet for a time, then she said aloud but apparently to herself: "Doodness. they must be tTul blzzy keeplu' tbelr wings blacked up!" -Ohio State Journal. . " HUMOR OF THE WEEK 8TORIE3 TOLD BY FUNNY OF THE PRESS. MEN Odd. Carlos and Laagaabl Phase of Hainan Natars Orsphlcslly Por trayed by Eminent Word Artist of Osr Ova Day A Budget of Fa. First Walter Wlmt are you thinking about? Second Walter-I'm wouderlng whether to lay myself out for a tip from that man or not. 1 cau't tell whether It'a hi wire or an actress he' got with him. Philadelphia Press, Just to I'leas Iter. n ho glv me de black eye? I guv It to nieaeir; 'cause me loldy freu' auld ahe liked black eyea." Almost Tuat Heller. "How huld headed Vuclo Houry la. pa!" exclaimed Willi Hoertiui. "Yes,"' responded Mr. iWrtira tin presslvely, "to look at blm you would never suppose that your I'ucle Henry wa ouoe a famoua rootball player." Brooklyn Kayle, FTER A Why did you let yourself get Into You could easily have dodged him." "Twas my only move. Otherwise wire." Th Cook' T roses. Don't you tultik tbe new cook I pretty, dear?" she said. "H'ml rather." grumbled D. Spep- ey. "And such beautiful balr. I wish I had It." "Be patient," said he, aa he exam ined a forkful of hash, "and no doubt w'll both get It by degrees."-Cat no lle Standard and Times. Th Reason Why. Jack It's no use; your father won't listen to me, and yet you assured me that he wautod to get you off his hands. Holen-Perbaps that's wby he won't listen to you, . Consoling;. ' Penelope 1 cannot see bow Ethel ran bear to have ber fiance play root ball. , Constance Oh, Ethel Is one ot those people who would look especially well In mourning, -Brooklyn Eagle. Proof of It. Dr. Reaper I tell you, those automo biles are great. I can make twice at many calls as I formerly could. Castleton - Well, I always thought those machine were bound to In crease the death rate. Judge. In Africa, First Native The mlHslouarles would like to stop cannibalism. Second Native Tbey would? I don't see why a man shouldn't eat according to the dictates of bis conscience. Puck. Over the Teacup, "Milton bad an Ill-tempered wife," be said, "and she finally, left bit house." "Yes, dear," replied his wife, "and when the wat gone be wrote 'Paradise Lost,' "Atlanta Constitution. His Hefuaal. "That man once offered me money for my rote," remarked the practical politician. "And you refused It wltb scorn?" "I did. My conscience wouldn't per mit me to take It. It wasn't more than half or what It customarily paid, and I couldn't bav looked my fellow mem bers of the Legislature In the face If I bad cnt prices." Washington Star. . ESP A Suspicious Clrcumsism. Mrs, Hokorn (syui!hetlclly-Woy. what lu tb world tbe uuttter. ia- uiatitliy? Mr. Hayrake (obblnglyr-OH. dear, Hiram's drlftlu' away from me, au'- boo hoo-t'ui sur there another wo man In tb case. Mr. llokorn-Wliy. what put lcb t silly lilmr In your bead? Mrs. lUrruke-lle went tw a wit ter yesterday Uw git hi balr cut. Instead uv lettlu' m rut It, a b al ways don before.-Puck. Netting Him KliiM. He-Pshaw t Ttiwr' nothing re markable lu kuowlug bow to cook. She-That ' all you know about It. There I everything lu lb uiaklug of basb.-Cblcago Newt. A llrlgat Outlook. Clara-Thes autumnal day mak m aad. Cttirvnc Oh, cheer up. dearl; w'v got half a load of coal left over rrotn laat year. HI Mesnlna. It wat after the church fair, and b wn surveying his purchase. "Why do you speak of th cost aa 'Tb Cbarg of tli Light Brigade? " she asked. "It teem to rut th cbarg waa a heavy ous." "True." h admitted; "but every girl at that table waa a blomU"-Cblcago Evening Poat. A Mas ts ttsapls. Gtiy-Ar you making a good atart for 1U02? IVrcy-Tbat'a what, l'v got all my next Christ uiaa glfta bought aud paid for." An Kaaentlst tlffrae. Old Udy-You ar looking for work. I presume. Dusty Ithode (In a burst or confi dence) Weti, no, ma'am, not exactly; I am trying to look aa If 1 wer looking for It.-Nomervllle Journal. NIGHT OUT. th clutcbe of th watch Inst night? I'd hav got Into the clutche or my Not Discouraged. ' Northern Vlaltor And you say you , lynched tb wrong man only a few hours ago? Heavens! Something ought to be doue. Southerner Something Is boln' done, stranger. Them bloodtioutida bark at If they waa on the right track now. Puck. Hash' Only Rival "In your vermiform appendix," th lurgeon told blm after the operation waa over, "we found, strange to aay, a small bras tm-k." - "That prove I was r'ght," feebly an swered the sick man, "when 1 said It was something I had eateu In mime pic." Chicago Itword Uemld. Natural Krrnr. Desk Editor-Well, that's rough. Desk Editor's Wife What's the mat ter?" Ixk Editor Oh, I wrote. "A Scene of Itnre Beauty" for a headline over the story of a bnll, and the proofrencler has let It go, "A Scene of lime Beauty." -Somervllle Jotiriinl. A Htill Country. "These moonsblnera arc very unlet while they are giving the nliirm about the approach of the roremte officers." "Sort or a still-alarm. eh?"-Clilc,M News. , Htralulit from th Phoulder, "And pray, air," snld the prospec tive futher-ln-lmv, "wlmt do you ex pect to settle on piy iliiughter, and what are you going to live on?" "Oh," rejoined the nmtter-of fact youth, "I Intend to settle myself on your daughter and 1 ntn going to live on you. See?" Chicago News, A Bhmless Maid. Miss Hlghupp-I think Miss Globe- trott ought to be ashamed of herself, She says she found the paintings of the old masters dreadfully stupid. Mist Wayupp So do many others. 'Miss Hlghupp Yes, but she says so. -New York Weekly. . Busy Angels, Little Lulu G., aged 4, does much to make a certain Columbus home one of the brightest to be found anywhere. Not long ago little Lulu saw a small colored child for the first time In her life and the little black mite Interested ber greatly. She asked ber mamma a groat many questions concerning the colored girl aud then for a time she re mnlued silent. Suddenly Lulu queried with new Interest; 1 "Mamma, does little black girls go to heaven?" "Yes, dear," replied th mother, "of course they do." Lulu was quiet for a time; then she said aloud, but apparently to herself: "Doodness, they must be awful busy keepln' their wings blacked up!" Ohio State Journal. Subsidy in Hungary. Under a law pnsscd two years ago the Hungarian government uiny subsi dize almost nuy kind of lunuufnettiry. Farmers in Civil War. Ot the soldiers In the Civil War 4s per cent were farmers. DOOM Or THE I ROCK COAT IS SOUNDED. Doe th present day wearing apparel represent th maximum of comfort and warmth with the mtniuiuin weiguw in addition. I It tb mol Becoming w can wear? To the qtteatlona Lord Koiiald nutu erland Cower recently In Umlou gav an emphntlc ncgatlv. "1 hav uo wlb to design a drea which shall be beautiful at th XMnt of utility, nor do I wish only on clasa of society to benefit." aatd Lord Gowr. "With slight modifications tb proposed reformed ' dres could b worn by all dBase. It la only a question Of terlal-not of cut. "To begin at lb ton. Tb tllk bat must go. I feel especially ttrougly tVKNIMO AHU St SINK StMT. about tbla article of lienddre. It I heavy, hideous and uuhcnlthy. and should be discarded lu favor of a Horn burg, for Instance, or a soft felt bat. something between a entailer' and a New South Wales Lancer's In simp." "You say that tb silk hat la th only on that can b worn with th frock coat." "Grauted-but wby retain the frock coat? It tultt very few men. and It length add to th weight on tbe shoul der. Let th man who would dres enslbly dispells with tails and wear a rather abort roatuot too abbreviated In which I am sure h will look will and feel comfortable. "My moat radical recommendations apply to tb nether garments. Tb un graceful trousers tliould b replaced with cluae-tlttlug knee breecbea, coming below the knee and fastening with thre button, and Bilk itocklug and neat buckled or laced aboc would com plete a serviceable costume. "A for th ladles, 1 cannot critic! their toilet Tbey elway look charm ing." Lord Ronald frankly admitted that he bad uot th courage to adopt bit re formed coal ume at once. However, b bat not woru a allk hat for year, tb last occasion being a royal garden party. I don't think tb present period I tb ugliest lu th history of man' dres," he admitted, "but that la nut saying a great deal. In 1M0, In my opinion, the blgb watrr mark of down right uglluc waa reached; but r ar nearly a bad to day." "Tb only way to got a sensible sijl of dressing generally adopted." cou , eluded Lord Itouald. "I to wear II In one's own home aud among our hit!-' mat trlcud. Then a body or ua may visit a theater In reformed attire but It wlH need a lot of courage." Lord Ronald I forming In Great Britain a lengue of dross reformer. In th hop of bringing about a revolu tion In men's attire. WIND MOTOR BICYCLE AWAKENS MUCH INTCRCST. Tbe Bettls "wind motor" nisy b de scribed as th paramount curiosity of tb 8tanley bicycle show In England. It consists or a rotating .fan. set In mo tion on meeting a wind, and two sets or beveled gearing at Ibe ends of a re volving aliuft. Tb spindle or tb ran Is attached to the upper pair of cogs, Which turn the shaft. Tbla operates tho second pnlr.'whicb are In front of th crank bracket, and they In turn engag wltb a toothed wheel which sett tb crank tile In motion. Irfindon-Made Clothe In Gotham. London tailor make a fortune la New York every spring and fall. They tend tbulr represeulutlvus over from London aud tbe latter put up at tb best hotels In New York City aud Ink Innumerable order for tultt of clothes from tbe younger member or tbe swell clubt who cannot go over and who de sire to owu English clothes wlih th English mark In I lie neck of the coat. Wherein It Failed. "Why didn't the tenor slug to-night) He has such a sympathetic voice." "Well, the reason be didn't sing was that bis voice wasn't sympathetic enough to touch the ma mi kit for a week's salary overdue." Plillndelpbla Bulletin. . . Dodged th Question. "What It your nutue, you lazy vaga bond?" exclaimed tbe new woman whom Dusty Dau asked for lunch. "P-pardon uie, muditme," be stam mered, edging away, "'but I am travel ing Incog." Ohio State Journal. Glasgow's Telephone Service, Tb new Glusgow municipal tele phone service has underground wJret 10.BOO miles In length. It provides far 20,000 subscribers. , When a man and his wife dress for a party at tb sumo time, It means that th It kept busy waiting on him, and tbrowt on a few art Idea and hairpin between time. , riabi, however. D14 you rver smooth him down on Way or another! If