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CHAPTER IX. Continued.
W had left the house by thU time.
Bad were walking down the green lane,
but m an opposite direction to that by
which we had come from the churchyard.
A little war down the lane debouched
into a high road, and there my kind
friend stopped to take leave of me. .
"If yon find things turn ont badly, and
yoa are reduced to any great strait,
write to me; but, mind, in that case you
mast tell me all about yourself. There
must be no disguise and ne deceit. I
must cay you're rather a close customer
Cor one m young all the better for that,
perhaps. Here's my address; and now
good-by. and a safe Journey and good
luck."
The next moment he was gone. Mew
(ull of gratitude was my heart for his
kindness! I reached the railway sta
tion seme minutes before the train was
dua. Ignorant as I was of the com
monest transactions of everyday life, I
was obliged to the kind offices of a
friendly porter to procure me a ticket
and pnt me on the right platform. The
train came up and I took my seat
The excitement of steam traveling was
strange one to me, and for a time I
was lost in wonderment at the variety
tof objects we flew past, and at the rap
idly changing landscape. Suddenly I
remembered the address that the old gen
tleman had given me. I drew it cut,
curious to know his name. It was an old
Envelope, directed to "Jonathan Eod
fwell. Woodbine Cottage."
What a bound my heart gave as I road
fchat name! Was it simply by a strange
coincidence, or was he related to that
man who had so tragically Influenced
my Ufa? So' astonished was I at this
lliseovery and so absorbed in specula
tions, and a train of thought which it
suggested, that I became quite uncon
scious mt the progress of the train, of my
fellow nassengers. almost of where I
baa. My thoughts went back to the
marriage day, and every incident passed
! review through my mind. When I
came to the incident of the locket, my
heart gave another leap; it was gone
left behind ia the suit of clones: ui
it was auite safe. But I was
troubled that it had passed out of my
possession. I prized it as the snpersti-
tious would a talisman.
Crowding quickly on the heels of this
' regret, came a startling revelation; that
portrait that had puzzled me at me oia
gentleman's it was her very image, ma
tured to womanhood! .That was the re
semblance that had so powerfully struck
me, and that I could not understand at
the time. 1
I Projected into this new field of
thought, I was still wandering amidst its
mazes when I was warned tnnt my
Journey had come to an end. And, step
ping out of the carriage, I found myself
on the bewildering crowded platform
of a great city terminus. ',
"Only think of that, now! What a
wicked, unnatural creature she must be!"
cried Martha. "But what a mercy it is
that you're out of their clutches; I'm
sure my heart always felt for you.. I
was in a way when I beard you was to
be married. I knew some awful vil
lainy wax going on. But what a pity
' which I found him sitting in Mrs. Tea '
idngs' parlor. I
) . "lo you remember that night you got
out of window, and 1 took yon to thtf
theater? Well, you see, I didn't car
for the printing business much. I had
a soul above scraping rollers and rolling
ink: and, from the first night I went
into the theater I was 'stage struck.'
It seemed such a jolly,' easy life; and
such a glorious thing to see all the
play, and act in them, and get rounds
I of applause, and wear fine clothes, so I
determined to be an actor. I had the
impudence to apply to old Tomkins, the
mnn.iger of Bury, for an engagement.
His answer was to kick me put of the
theater as a presumptuous youug npe.
But, although this hurt my pride, it did
not damp my ardor. I heard of a booth
two or three miles off. One evening
i I walked over to the village and offer
ed my services there. They happened
you aian t near more aDoui inn grim , ta h. want , cmo . .. - -
old woman that he followed from Gray s .. Aay.v tha OIW,
Iun! You might have found out your
re'-"'ns, and who Knows i tney may
be rich people."
Rich people wouldn't be likely to
own one of the Rev. Mr. Porter's board
ers," I answered bitterly.
Ah, poor lads, they're much to be
pitied," sighed Martha. "And now. Mas
ter Silas, what do you mean to dor
"I must get some employment," I an
swered, vaguely.
Martha brightened up. "Well, well.
we must see about something for you;
but there's one thing I can tell you
you shan't want a meal's victuals while
I ve one to share with you."
I pressed her hand warmly, assuring
her, however, that I could not think
of taking anything from her.
Nonsense, nonsense! if yon say that
again, you'll seriously offend me. I shall
never miss whatever I give to you; and
who knows but what you may be rich
some day, and then think what a profit
I shall get out of your gratitude! But
the first thing we must see about is your
dress; yon can't go about like that. The
idea of dressing a young man up that
fright! It'a shameful!"
It was now night, and just as the can
dles were lit Martha's father came in.
He was a porter at a railway station: a
melancholy, wiry looking man, who sat
in a corner without speaking a word.
The next consideration was where I
should sleep. "We haven't an inch
of room here; mother's got two lodgers.
who sleep in the second room npstnirs
and I've to make a shift down here."
After a little discussion it was dis
covered that Mrs. Jackson, two doors
above, had a spare bed, and thither I
went
The lodging was neither particularly
comfortable nor particularly clean, but
I was too worn out with fatigue to be
fastidious; and in spite" of its short
comings, I fell asleep almost the moment
I laid my weary head upon the pillow.
kicked the front of the vehicle to
pieces. In the lawsuit following, the
defense was that the horse was a quiet
worker when the defendant bad it,
but that it bad never drawn any
vehicle of the kind in question. The
judge said he believed that the defend
ant represented what he believed to be
true wlien selling the horse, which was
young and only partly' trained ani
mal, and the verdict was forthe de
fendant. Massachusetts Ploughman.
CHAPTER X.
Deafened by the rush of steam, whist
ling engines, the shouting of men, jos
tled and knocked hither and thither by
eager passengers seeking their luggage.
and by heavily laden porters, I was quite
confused. At length I Inquired of
ouiet-looking policeman the way to
fiackstraw's buildings.
v "There may be a hundred Rackstraw's
buildings, tor what I know," he said.
with a laugh. "What part ef the city
is itr
"Camden Town ia the rest of the direc
tion," I answered.
I "Oh! that ia miles away from here.
fThe best way for yon to get to Caiedea
(Town is to get into a bns that you'll see
pass those iron gates below."
I thanked him for his mforssstioa
and managed to get into the right "bns.
t felt very sick and weary whea I
emerged once more into the streets. I
went into a pastry cook's to eat a bun,
and inquire for Rackstraw's buildings,
and they directed me. Small houses,
one story high; town-looking ia their dir
ty bricks: country-looking sb their little
gardens that lay in front. I knocked
at No. 3, and th door was answered by
Martha herself.
"What! Msater Silas," exclaimed she,
with surprise, "is that you? Oh, what a
turn you've' given me! Do come in,
dear! How poorly and tired you do
took!" -
- Ejaculating astonishment and kindly
welcome, she led me into the little front
room, and forced mo to sit down iu an
old armchair.
"Now sit dowa there and rest while I
get you a nice cup of tea; I'm sure you
must want it. Dear me! the idea of
seeing you! How long have you been
here, and what's brought you up; some
thing wrong down there? But there!
don't answer any of my questions till
you've had something, for I'm sure yon
look half dead."
Bustling about all the time she was
talking, putting the cups and saucers.
acd preparing the meal , Then she call
ed in her mother from the back to see
Master Silas, whom she had talked about
so much. Her mother was a very stout,
kindly looking woman, who came In wip
ing the soap suds off her arms, and who
welcomed me as sincerely as nor aauga-
ter did. 1 '
After a hearty tea I felt better. I then,
proceeded to satisfy Martha s curiosity,
which was all on edge; and while I was
about it I made a clean breast of erery
circumstance, from the time mat I over
heard the first conversation between the
Rev. Mr. Porter and his daughter, sntil
the day of my marriage. Passing over
the month, upon the events of which
I told her my lips were sealed, I related
the particulars of my flight. This k.ng
narrative, of course, was not given with
out repeated interruptions on her pan.
"There! I always said yoa was be
witched. She ought to be burnt. ' The
wicked old hypocrite, he ought to have
six months! Thaf s the reason they gave
me notice, because I shouldn't see too
such; but, you know, a marriage can't
stand good that's brought about by
witchcraft. She can't be your lawful
wife."
"She is no more my wife than yon
are, Martha," I answered; but, the next
moment, for various season's,' I was sor
- ry hat I spoke so openly.
CHAPTER XI.
Until 10 o'clock next morning I slept
a calm, dreamless sleep, and arose more
fresh and invigorated than I had felt
for months. It had been arranged that
I should breakfast at Martha's. So ac
cordingly, as soon as I was washed and
dressed, I adjourned to No. 3. Two
strange men were in the room when I
went in.
The elder of the two was a tall, thin
man, with a sallow complexion, sharp.
aquiline features, hollow cheeks, full
beard and mustache, and dark, grizzled
hair, which he wore very long and parted
in the center. He was dressed in seedy
black; an extremely open waistcoat dis
played a somewhat dilapidated fancy
shirt front, very much soiled and crum
pled. A frayed black satin necktie sur
rounded a very frayed and limp shirt
collar; his boots were old and patched,
but they were the remains of what had
nee keen radiant patent leather. His
hands were white, and carefully tended.
and ornamented with two large brass
rings. He greeted me with great politi
Bess as I entered.
His companion was a young man of
about twenty; full-faced, rather sanguine
complexion, with an expression of oddly
mixed good-nature and self-satisfaction.
His dress was less pretentious than that
of the elder, although there was the
same style of shabby gentility and the
second-hand clothes shop.
Martha introduced the elder as "Pro
fessor Montgomery," and the younger as
Mr. Fitxwalton. The elder acknowledg
ed the introduction with an air of great
politeness; the younger,' with a familiar
nod, and a twinkle of amusement in his
eye at my odd appearance, which slowly
changed to one of doubting recognition;
an expression which was reflected in my
own face; for, in Mr. Adolphus Fitxwal
ton, I believed that I recognized my
whilom bed-fellow, Josiah Cook. We
both came to the same conclusion at the
asms moment.
"Can it be possibl
"It can't be-
scenes, deliver the bills and go on for
small parts. I whs engaged at ouce.
The printing business saw me no more.
So instead of rolling ink, I rolled up
scenes. I was very happy for a tim,
especially when I got a few lines to
speak. By and by I grew ambitious and
soared in imagination from the first offi
cer to Macduff, and even to Macbeth. I
got disgusted with the menial portion of
my work;-and one fine morning, at a
fair, deserted to an opposition show,
next door, where, in a spangled tunic,
and a pair of russet boots. I scowled
ferociously at my old. companions. Then
1 managed to get taken on as super at
one of the big theaters, and knowing
something about the business, got pro
moted to super-master. There I met my
esteemed friend, 'the Professor.' a gen
tleman who can write B. A. after his
name; who has moved in the most dis
tinguished circles, but who, being at
present under a cloud, is compelled to
play General Util at the. Royal Corin
thian Theater."
But what sort of characters doT yon
take?" I inquired, referring back, in
my mind, to my solitary theatrical experience.
"Oh, I veer between the heavy busi
ness and the light comedy," he answered
carelessly.
Yes; between carrying on the chairs
and tables and the candles,".' dryly re
marked his friend, speaking for the Erst
time.
"Oh, hang it, I say, now!" expostulat
ed Josiah. ."Yon know the stage man
ager is very much struck with me. and
intends giving me a small part in the
new piece. Once let me get my nose in.
and I'll show them what I ean do."
You may more correctly say that
the stage manager was struck by you,"
again . remarked the Professor, in the
same sarcastic vein. "I thought you
had broken his nose with that banner
the other night; in his best scene, too
just as he was working up. He ex-
pressed his admiration of you in very
strong terms; it is a wonder you did not
get your nose between his fingers.
Josiah was getting very anzry. To
avert a quarrel, I asked who "General
TJtil" was.
'A person who's supposed to be able
to do everything, and consequently do
nothing, and who's bullied for every
body else's blunders," spitefully replied
Josiah.
After a little more bickering, the two
friends, as I suppose I must style them,
went out for a walk. I felt quite re
lieved at being freed from the strange.
scrutinizing glance of Mr. Montgomery's
eyes, that had scarcely ever been taken
off me the whole time he remained in the
room. After this, Martha came, and
had a little quiet talk.
"I couldn't go to sleep for hours last
night, thinking of what you'd better do,1
she said. "A clerkship is what you
want; hut, you see, you've got no refer
ences, and it is so hard to get a situa-
tion without them and. indeed, with
them, for the matter of that. I think
yon ought to try and find out your
friends; you know the name of the htw-
yers that Mr. Porter drew the money
from. I think yoa ought to go to them.'
"Suppose they were to hand me over
to thnt man again 7 I said, shuddering.
"True! and not being one-and-twen-
ty yet, you are not your own master.
Now, there was a thought came into
my head, . thonph I scarcely think It
worth while to mention it, as I should
hardly like to advise you on such
point" . . i '. :
(To be continued.
Fowls For Market.
While the main consideration to the
consumer is that the fowl should be
reasonably plump and properly picked,
the large city merchants demand cer
tain things In the way of packing
which the poultry raiser must carry
out if be would be successful in such
markets. One of the things is. that
the fowls be "shaped" before they are
packed, and while this process makes
a form that is not particularly pleas
ing, it is, perhaps, better than the mis
shapen fowls which would result if
they were placed in boxes or barrels
without any sign of packing. To
make a shaper, first build a frame and
then in this frame construct two
troughs, each ten feet long. These
troughs are constructed by nailing to
gether two boards, seven-eighths of an
inch thick and six inches wide, at right
angles.
After plucking the fowls, lay the
carcasses in the trough, with the beads
hanging down.- the legs alongside the
breast and the breast downward. By
gentle pressure force the carcass down
into- the angle of the trough. Cover
each carcass with oiled paper; then
have an inch board' six inches wide to
lay on the carcasses, and weight this
board down with a brick or heavy
stone at either end. As the carcass of
the bird Is slipped under the board,
move the lower brick or stone to ob
tain the weight The carcasses should
be kept in this position for six or
seven hours, and they will then be
shaped' and ready for packing in crates.
The illustration shows the construction
of this shaper in detail, and, as will
be- seen, any handy man can construct
it readily. Indianapolis News.
HAIR COMBING IN PUBLIC
Foreigners
"That yon are Josiah Cook?"
"What! Silas Garston!"
Martha, who was preparing my break
fast, looked very much astonished at this
recognition.
"One of the Rev. Mr. Porter's old
boarders," I said, in explanation.
'Why, you don t mean to say that .you
know that old hypocrite?" cried Josiah,
turning round to her.
"She was. servant there for two years
only left about a month ago," I said.
answering for her.
"Weil, if this isn't the queerest start
I ever knew,", cried Josiah. .'Whoever
should have thought of seeing you here.
What are you doing? How s old Snuf
fles getting on? Has Miss Gooseberry
eyes got a husband yet?"
These questions were very embarrass
ing, and I should have been greatly put
to for an answer, but Martha came to
my assistance.
"Wen, took here, Mr. Fitxwalton,"
she said with a sign to me; "Master
Silas has got some very particular busi
ness on hand just now that obliges him
to be cautious, so I know you'll exense
him answering your questions tor a day
or two."
"Oh, I don't want to pry into any
body's ' secrets," retorted Josiah, with
something of pique jn his tone.
There was an awkward silenee for
some minutes, during which I discussed
my breakfast, with the embarrassing
sensation that the "Professor," as I af
terwards heard he liked to be called.
was sharply scrutinizing me.
It was impossible for Josiah to keep
silent for any length of time, or to re
frain from talking about himself. So,
hi spite of my reticence, he soon pnt me
in possession of the whole of his his
tory, from the time he quitted Mr, Por
tVs establishment up to the time in
Cannot - Understand the
American Girl.
"It is the most extraordinary thing
the way you women ovet here comb
your hair at the theaters," exclaimed
a foreigner. 'I've just been watching
that girl over there.
"She has taken every comb out of
her hair, run it up the back- of her
head several times and then replaced
it Now she is patting her hair to see
that It is all as sue wishes it to be,
"I've seen lots of girls eer here go
through the performance. Rather
shocking, when yon come to think of
It Look at this one she's going to
do the, same thing!"
It was a very fuzzy blonde head
that was being combed this time.
good many sweeps of the big side
combs were needed to bring together
the little frowsy curls that had sprhng
their confines and were hanging down
from the pompadour.
The girl's gestures in arranging her
hair were not in the least furtive.
They were as deliberate as though she
were standing before her bureau at
home.
"Can't see exactly how it ever start
ed," murmured the American whose
attention had been called to her coun
trywoman's action. " "I never do it my
self, but I'm afraid that I have seen
so many girls do it that I have be
come hardened to the sight '
"I remember an American woman'
look of disgust when she saw
Frenchman comb his mustache in pub
lic . That's pretty bad, too; but this is
in my eyes the more awful, for one
expects daintiness and charm a from
women, and this energetic combing
and arrangement of hair in public
places is extremely vulgar." New
York Sun. .
In buying fish, the gills should be
red,
The Boy on the Farm.
Have you got a boy? - Does he get
up early, milk cows, feed team, cat
tle and pigs? Does he take the team
and plow or drag, or rake, or mow all
day? What are you doing for him?
Do you give him anything at all except
his board and ' clothes and a little
schooling in winter? What induce
ment do yon offer him to stay with
you and help you on the farm?
Suppose that instead of enforcing
your legal claims to his services until
he is of age, and thus disgusting him
with farm life, and paving the way to
ward an unloved, neglected old age for
yourself, you do the fair thing by this
boy. Give him something for his own.
let him be earning and saving a little
money. Don't deny him the oppor
tunity of an ' education If he desires
one, for an ignorant man is surely go
ing to be placed, at a fearful disad
vantage in the coming years; give
him the best team and the best tools
to work with and encourage him by
kind appreciation. The reason so many
boys leave the farm disgusted is be
cause they are treated like little slaves
by, selfish, avaricious parents. You
can treat a boy like a horse, or an
ox, but the horse or ox will not run
off, and the boys can and will, and we
don't blame them. Home Monthly.
WOWL BEAST TOK BABTCXT.
Making; a FarmGtto.
When a gate la of considerable
length, aa farm- gates must be to let
a wagon pass through, there is always
danger that they will sag,, and mainly
because- the device need' for the latch
ia faulty. Try the- following plan of
constructing a latch and see- if it does
not work well: Have the blacksmith
bend a piece of half-Inch round iron
In Li shape, making one arm one-quar
ter of an Inch longer than the thick
ness of the- post and the gate-board
the ether arm should be- about ten
Inches long. Bore- a hole' through the
post under the board near the edge of
the post, put the- threaded end of the
bent iron through and screw on the
nut Have the same arrangement at
the lower part of the gate. When the
gate la to- be closed, . turn the bar so
that it will not be in the way and so
when the gate- is closed it will rest
on the bar. Then turn the bar back
so that the upright piece will be in po
sition over the beard. If, after
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Measuring- Corn in Crib.
The common practice is to call two
bnshels of corn on the cob a bushel of
shelled corn. This is not strictly cor
rect and in some States the legal bush
el of ears is seventy pounds. But as
suming that two bushels make but
one, it will be easy to multiply the
length, breadth and height of the crib
in inches and thus get the number of
cubic inches It contains. Then divide
this by 2,150, the number of cubic
inches in a bushel, and you have the
number of bushels of ears. This di
vided by two will give you the ap
proximate shelled corn. Another rule
is that two cubic feet of dry corn on
the cob will make a bushel of shelled
corn. Then measure the length.
breadth and height of the crib and
divide these cubic feet by two to get
bushels of shelled corn. These two
methods will give a wide difference,
for in a crib measuring twenty feet
long, ten feet high and ten feet wide
tnere snoum be by the first method a
little over 800 bushels, while by the
last method there would be 1,000 bush
els. We do not believe that either
method is perfectly accurate, and that
the true measure lies between the two,
the first being too small and the last
too large. St Louis Republic.
TJae For Old Axes.
Cast-off axes can be made useful, as
shown in the cut The best use for
this tool is for loading and unloading
ties off a truck. It
will save a tot of
heavy lifting and
tugging. A slight
blow will sink it in-
madk oteb ax. to a tie. The part
shown by dotted line, is cut out, while
the remaining part is hammered out
and pointed. I am a blacksmith by
trade, and made twenty-five of these
useful Implements last winter. W.
B. Kelley. in Farm and Home.
Cincinnati Post
IfOsa ia Cared Fodder.
It has been found at the Ontario
Experiment Station that the smallest
necessary loss in curing occurs when
the corn is fairly well matured and
well eared, and contains not less than
SO to 35 per cent of dry matter. For
clover the results indicate that 28 to
32 per cent of dry matter is better than
a lower or higher per cent Corn well
matured and just in the glazing stage
with the leaves still green Is in the
proper condition for the silo, and
clover in full bloom, or a trifle past
and in good condition for hay, but
not too dry, is the proper stage for
this.
English Wheat.
The wheat crop of England is the
smallest on record, surpassing even the
previous lowest record of 1895. The
trouble is not wholly due to an unfa
vorable season, but is the result of the
steady shrinkage in acreage caused by
the land being used for other crops.
while, the bar works too readily, a nail
may be 'placed in position,' against
which the bar win rest when it is
turned.
The illustration, with the drawn de
tails, shows the whole plan In such a
clear manner that anyone' can con
struct such a gate and attach the
bitches. :
Artichoke.
In fattening hogs, and in providing
a special class of suitable fodder, for
sows just over the weaning of their
pigs, artichokes give splendid results
and par well to grow. Pigs turned
Into a patch of artichokes regain
healthy digestive functions, and secure
exercise In rooting op the tubers. Deep
cultivation is essential to a good crop,
as well as heavy manuring with farm
yard manure. -
Honesty In Horse Trades. '
To recover damages in a horse trade,
It is necessary to prove willful decep
tion. A horse was sold represented to
be mil right In every way, but when
the buyer placed it in the wagon, it
Sheep Mote.
' Feed only what the sheep will eat
up clean.
Divide the flock according to age,
size and sex.
Arrange to afford the ewes plenty of
opportunity to exercise.
Feed the fleece and at the same time
feed the body which Is to produce it
The foods which conduce most to
bodily growth will make the best wool
- In order to get a good fleece the
sheep must be kept in a. vigorous con
dition. - '
A well-growing and vigorous condi
tion in the sheep is best for wool
growing.
Dont buy a ram unless he has a
good length Of wool on his belly and
legs.' ;
Following the careful selection In
buying and Judicious breeding come
the factors of care and feed.
Sheep are rustlers, gleaners, scaven
gers and quarterly dividend payers, for
they give you wool, lambs and mut
ton. , ;
Wool la very nitrogenous, and to
grow a good fleece of wool with a
strong fiber and of good quality feed
something rich in nitrogen.
BEGAN LIFE PENNILESS.
And New Owns and Conducts 88 'Vatar
able Publications.
One of the greatest newspaper pub
lishers In the world perhapa the
greatest is Cyril Arthur Pearson, of
London. Mr. Pear
son , is now 38
years old, and be
gan life without a
penny and with an
ordinary education.
His first position
paid him $10 a
week, and he was
then 19 years old.
Soon he was the
manager of the
business, at a sal
nrv of S1.R00. This
C. A. PEARSON. . '
did not satisfy
him, and soon afterward he founded a
publication of his own, which proved
wonderfully successful. He Is now the
owner of nine daily newspapers, four
weekly newspapers, nine weekly pert
odicals and six monthly publications.
Beside, he conducts a large book pub
lishing business. Four of his newspa
pers are among the greatest dailies in
London, one of them having an earning
capacity of $750,000 yearly. Few men
have risen so rapidly as this young
London publisher.
Furniture as a Present.
Since it is the fashion to make wed
ding presents of artistic or antique fur
niture, brides are taking more Into ac
count where they are to live, whether
a suburban villa or a tiny apartment
in some of the human honeycombs is
suited best to the future income of the
happy pair. It,ls a great idea this, and
it helps out the furnishing immensely.
No shame is felt by the fiances In thus
having their housekeeping made. easy,
and It was a matter for note that an
English girl of high degree, who mar
ried the heir of a noble house the oth
er day, had lovely artistic furniture
sent her instead of jewels and curios.
There were tables, chairs, corner cup
boards and sofas, inlaid and carved,
or in satin wood, quite enough to fur
nish a drawing-room and other places
besides. It was deemed a decided im
provement on the "numerous and cost
ly" received by an elder sister on her
marriage a few seasons ago, and the
consequence la that some other London
brides are . looking forward to the
change with dismay. "We can't wear
furniture," cry these helpless ones who
adore gands and wampum, "and we
would rather hot be in the swim."
Nevertheless, In England the - word
goes, and brides must take what they
can get and be thankful. Boston Her
ald. .
A poor man's wife never cries over
sentimental , novels. She hasn't time