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Prisoners and Captives
By H. S. MERRIMAN
CHAPTER XVIII. (Continued.)
"Mi- par Oswin If you want to car
ry out this theater party come and see
me about it. I shall be at home all the
morning. Yours very truly.
"AGNES WINTER."
The young sailor read this letter anions
others at the breakfast table. His fath
er and sister were engaged on their own
affairs Helen with her letters, the ad
miral among his newspapers. Oswin
Grace read the letter twice, and then
slipped it intc his pocket together with
the envelope that had contained it.
Miss Winter's elderly maid servant ex
pected Lieut. Grace, for she opened the
door and stood back invitingly. He was
ushered up into the warm, luxurious
drawing room, and after the door had
been closed, stood for a few moments ir
resolute in the middle of the deep carpet.
Presently he began to wander about the
room, taking things up and setting them
down again. He inhaled the subtle at
mosphere of feminine home refinement
and looked curiously around him. There
were a hundred little personalities, little
ineonsidered feminine trifles that are only
found where a woman is quite at home.
There was a silly little lace handkerchief
utterly useless and vain, lying upon a
table beside a work basket. He took it
up, examined its texture critically, and
then instinctively raised it to his face.
He threw it down again with a peculiar
twisted smile.
"Wonder what scent it is," he mutter
ed. "I have never come across it any
where else."
He went toward the mantelpiece; upon
it were two portraits old photographs,
somewhat faded. One of Helen, the oth
er of himself. He examined his own like
ness for some moments.
"Solemn little beggar," he said, for the
photograph was of a little square-built
midshipman with a long, oval face. "Sol
emn little beggar; wonder what the end
will be? Wonder why he is on this
mantelpiece? I think that I was rather
a fool to come here. Tyars would not
like it."
While he was still following out the
train of thought suggested by this reflec
tion the door opened ad Miss Winter en
tered. She had evidently just come in,
for she was still gloved and furred.
"Ah I" she said, gayly, "you have come.
I was afraid that your exacting com
mander would require your services .ill
the morning."
"My exacting commander," he answer
ed, as ho look her gloved hand in his,
"has a peculiar way of doing everything
himself and leaving his subordinates idle."
She was standing before him, slowly
unbuttoning her trinm little sealskin
jacket.
"What," she said, suddenly, "about the
expedition?"
He looked back at her over his shoulder-,
for he had gone toward the window,
and there was a sudden gleam of deter
mination in bis eyes. It was her influ
ence that had disturbed Tyars' resolu
tion. "What expedition?" he asked curtly, oa
his guard.
"This theater expedition," she replied
weetly.
"Oh, well, I suppose it will be carried
through. We all want to go. I suppose
you are not strongly opposed to it?"
"I?" she laughed lightly; "of course I
want to go. You know that I am always
ready for amusement, profitless or other
wise profitless preferred. Why do you
look so grave, Oswin? Please don't I
hate solemnity. Do you know you have
got terribly grave lately? It is "
"It is what, Agnes?"
He was looking down at her with his
keen, close-set gray eyes, and she met
his glance for a moment only.
"Mr. Tyars," she answered, clasping
her fingers together and bending them
backward as if to restore the circulation
after her cold walk.
"There is something," said Grace, after
a little pause, during which Miss Winter
had continued to rub a remarkably rosy
little pair, of hands together, "that jars.
Tyars annoys you in some way. Why?"
Miss Winter changed color. She look
ed very girlish with the hot blush fading
slowly from her cheeks. She did not,
however, make any answer.
"Won't you tell me, Agnes?" he urged;
and as he spoke he walked away from her
and stood looking out of the window.
They were thus at opposite sides of the
room, back to back. She glanced over
her shoulder, drew a deep breath, and
then spoke with an odd little smile which
wan almost painful.
"His Arctic expedition," she said, de
liberately. "If he is going to spend his
life in that sort of Thing I would rather
not cultivate his friendship."
She leaned forward, warming her hands
feverishly, breathing rapidly and uneven
ly. She felt him approach, for bis foot
steps were inaudible on the thick carpet,
and she only crouched a little lower. At
last, after a horrid silence, he spoke, and
bis voice was deeper and singularly mo
notonous. "Why should you not wish to cultivate
his friendship under those circum
stances?" "Because," she answered lamely, "I
hould hate to have a friend of mine a
real friend running the risk of such a
horrible death."
He walked away to the window again
and stood there with his hands thrust
into his jacket pockets plucky, self-contained,
taking his punishment without a
word.
"That," be paid, "is the worst of mak
ing friends. One is bound to drift away
from them. Hut still it is foolish to bold
aloof on that account."
"Our maritime philosopher," she said,
"will now expound a maxim. Ex pound.
Derivation to pound out."
"Shall I get the tickets?" he asked, in
practical way.
"Please."
"Well, then, I will go off at one and
book them."
He shook hands and left her standing
In th emiddle of the room.
"Perhaps," she murmured regretfully,
"It was very cruel or It may be only my
own self-conceit. At all events, it was
not so cruel as they are to Helen. I do
pot think that they will both go now."
ftoarcsl kU tk tmt 4er cM be
hind Oswin Grace when the bell was rung
again.
Miss Winter, standing in the drawing
room, heard the tones of a man's voice,
and in a few moments the maid knocked
and came into the drawing room.
"A gentleman, please, miss; a Mr. Eas
ton," she said.
"Mr. Easton," repeated Agnes Winter.
For a moment she forgot who this might
be. "Show him up at once."
Matthew Mark Easton had evidently
devoted some care to the question of dress
on this occasion. Some extra care, per
haps, for he was a peculiarly neat man.
He always wore a narrow silk tie in tho
form of a bow of which the ends were
allowed to stick straight out sideways over
the waistcoat. His coat was embellished
by an orchid.
"I am afraid," he began at once, with
perfect equanimity, "that I have made a
mistake a social blunder. I came to in
form you that I have secured a box the
stage box for Wednesday night, at the
Epic Theater. It will be doing me a
pleasure if you will form one of my
party. I do not know exactly how these
tilings are managed in England, but I
want Miss Grace and her brother to come
as my guests, too. Miss Grace wa kind
enough to ask me to be one of a theater
party, and mentioned the Epic, so I went
right away and got a box."
"Oswin has just gone to procure seats
for the same night," said Miss Winter,
quickly.
'No," replied the American, "I stopped
him. I met in the street."
Miss Winter knew that they must have
met actually on her doorstep, and she
wondered why he should have deliberately
made a misstatement. She felt indefinitely
guilty, as if Oswin's visit had been sur
reptitious. Suddenly she became aware
of the quick, flitting glance of her com
panion's eyes, noting everything each
tiny flicker of the eyelids, each indrawn
breath, each slightest movement.
"How am I to do it?" he asked, inno
cently. "A note to Miss Grace or a ver
bal invitation to her brother?"
"A nota," replied Miss Winter, with
a gravity equal to his own, "to Helen,
saying that you have secured the stage
box for Wednesday evening, and hope
that she and her brother will accept seats
in it."
He nodded his head, signifying compre
hension, and rose to go.
"That," said Miss Winters, skipping
away from the subject under discussion
with all the inconsequence of her sex and
kind, "reminds me of something I heard
said of you the other evening. It was, in
fact, said to me."
"Then," replied the American, with
cheery gallantry, "I should like to hear it.
Had it been said to any one else I allow
that I should have been indifferent."
He stood with his hands clasped behind
his back, looking down at her with a smile
upon his wistful little face.
"Do you know Mr. Santow?"
The smile vanished and the dancing
eyes at once assumed an expression of
alert keenness, which was almost ludi
crous in its contrast.
"The Russian attache unaccredited?"
he replied, giving back question for ques
tion. "N-o-o," he said, slowly, "I do not ;
I think I know him by sight."
"I have I met him on 'several occasions.
I rather like him, although I cannot un
derstand him. There is an inward Mr.
Santow whom I have not met yet; I only
know a creature who smiles and behaves
generally like a lamb."
"Santow," said Easton, deliberately, "is
altogether too guileless."
Miss Winter countered sharply.
"I thought you did not know trhn?"
"I do not," answered Easton, imper
turably. "Except by reputation?"
"Precisely."
'He is reputed," said Miss Winter, "to
be a great diplomatist."
"So I believe hence the lamblike man
ners. Easron's face was a study in the art of
suppressing curiosity.
"Do you think that he is a wolf in
lamb's clothing?" asked the lady with a
laugh. "I will tell you what he said about
you."
"Thank you."
"We were talking about Russia it is
his favorite topic and he said that at
times he felt like the envoy from some
heathen country, so little is Russia
known by us. By way of illustration, ha
asked me, to look around the room and
tell nim if it did not contain all that was
most intellectual and learned in England.
I admitted that ne was right. He said,
'And vet there are but two men in the
room who speak Russian.' Then lie point
ed you out. There is one, he said ; 'he
knows my country better than any man
in England. If he were a diplomatist I
should fear him I' 'What is he?' I asked,
and he merely shrugged his shoulders in
that guileless way to which you object."
Matthew Mark Easton did not appear
to be much impressed. He moved from
one foot to the other, and took consider
able interest in the pattern of the carpet.
"And," he inquired, "did hs mention
the name of the second accomplished per
son?" "No."
"I wonder what It was?" said Easton.
"Mr. Tyars," suggested the lady, calmly.
"Possibly. By the way, I thought of
asking him to join us on Wednesday at
the Epic."
"I hope," said Miss Winter, with a
gracious little bow, "that he will be able
to come.
" 'Dear Miss Grace,' began Easton,
solemnly, as if repeating a lesson, 'I have
secured the stage box at the Epic for
Wednesday exening next, and I hope that
you and your brother will do me the
pleasure of accepting seats in It. Will
that dor
"Very nicely."
"And may I count on you?"
"Yes, you may count on me."
"Thank you,", he said simply, and took
his departure.
As he walked rapidly eastward toward
the club where he was expecting to meet
Tyars his quaint little face was wrinkled
up Into a thousand interrogations.
"Yes," he said at length, with a know
tag nod, "it was a warning ; that spry lit
tle lady emails a rat. How does she
know tort Tysj speaks Russian? lis is
not the sort of fellow to boast of his
accomplishments. She must have heard
it from Grace, and to hear from him she
must have asked, because Grace Is more
than half Inclined to be jealous of Tyars,
and would take care not to remove the
bushel from hisr light."
For some time he walked on, whistling
a tune softly. Cheerfulness is only a hab
it. He did not really feel cheerful nor
particularly Inclined for music. Then he
began reflecting in an undertone again.
"Here I am," he said, "in a terrible
fright of two women ; all my schemes
may be upset by either of them, and I
do not know which to fear most that
clever little lady with her sharp wits, or
that girl's eyes. I almost think Miss Hel
en's eyes are the most dangerous; I am
sure they would be if it was my affair
if it was me whom those quiet eyes fol
lowed about. But it is not ; it is Tyars.
Now, I wonder I wonder if he kuovvs
it?"
CHAPTER XIX
Had the keen-witted Easton been asked capacity ami setting mem enu 10
why he felt impelled to disburse ten . fastening them together or not as ae
guineas for the benefit of the lessee of the ! sired. The fronts are cut so as to ob
Epic Theater, he would scarcely have i tain the proper slant and then a cover
been able to make an immediate reply. In s made so that the box or boxes may
his rapid, airy fashion he had picked up ' )e locked if necessary. Divisions are
and pieced together certain little bits of ; ma(,e u the ,nglde ,n acoorda,lee with
evidence tending to prove that the young ..a 0.,h f - to
people with whom he found himself on
somewhat sudden terms of intimacy wero
exceedingly interesting.
Matthew Mark Easton was leisurely
surveying the halt-empty house when
Miss Winter, Helen Grace and Oswin
were shown into the box by an official
His quick glance detected a momentary
droop of Helen's eyelids. A blunderin
man would have made some reference to
Tyar's lateness of arrival. Easton did
no such tiling. He proceeded to draw for
ward chairs for the ladies, and did the
honors with a certain calm ease which in
no way savored of familiarity.
"I should like," said Miss Winters, un
tying the ribbon of a jaunty little opera
cloak, "the darkest corner.
"Why?" asked Helen, almost sharply.
"Because the piece is said to be very
touching, and I invariably weep."
"Sorry," said Easton; "sorry it cannot
be done. But I can lend you a huge pair
of opera glasses."
"But," urged Miss Winter, "my tears
drop audibly on the program."
'We want the dark corners for the men
the background," urged the American,
holding a chair invitingly. "We love the
shadow eh, Grace?"
"Speak for yourself," said the sailor,
bluntly, pulling forward a second chair
and seating himself immediately behind
Misa Winter.
One great fault in Matthew Mark Eas
ton was soft-heartedness. He was one of
those mistaken men who hesitate to pun
ish a dog.
"It appears," continued Easton as Ty
ars entered the box, "that the piece is
touching. We shall require your mornl
support; that calm exterior of yours will,
I surmise, assist us materially to keep a
serene countenance turned toward the
stalls."
'Don't be personal," replied the En
glishman. "You may rely upon me at the
pathetic parts. It is some years since I
wept."
"The last time I did it," said the Amer
ican, thoughtfully, "was when I got my
ears boxed because another fellow broke
a window." , '
Helen and Miss Winter laughed. They
all felt that there was a hitch some
where. They were conversationally lama
and halt.
"We both told untruths about it," con
tinued Easton, determined to work this
mine to its deepest. "But mine failed,
while his succeeded. That was why I
wept. Mine was not an artistic lie, I
admit ; but it might have got through with
a little good luck. There is nothing so
humiliating as an unsuccessful attempt to
pervert the truth. Have you not found
that so, Miss Winter? But of course you
would not know. I apologize ; I am sor
ry. Of course you never tell them."
"Oh, yes," said the lady, candidly, "I
do."
At this mone the curtain was drawn
up, and Miss Winter broke off suddenly
in the midst of her confession, turning
toward the stage and settling herself com
fortably to watch the play. In so doing
she unconsciously drew her chair a little
further away from Helen, and thus left
her and Claud Tyars more distinctly
apart.
(To be continued.)
Not the One to Get Left.
The winter had been mild. Water
congealed only enough to drown the
Incautlons skater. Plainly the ice crop
was to be a warm forst, as It were.
"But you know it's a cold day when
we get left," remarked the lee trust
merrily.
Thereupon price went up 30 per cent.
Philadelphia Ledger.
Ills Idea of a Dart.
"Yes, de professor an nie played a
duet on de organ wunst"
"You?"
"Yes, me. When I stopped he
stopped."
"But you don't know one key from
another."
"Sure not I did de puuiplu'."
Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Love's Idle Dream.
Gunner lliey nay lie was a young
and daring adventurer.
Guyer So I have heard He mar
rled the wife of the late millionaire
and gossip says she Idolizes him.
Gunner You mean idleized him. He
has not done a stroke of work since
the wedding. Columbus Dispatch.
Fart In the Cnae.
"According to the paiers," said the
alleged funny man, "an Ohio hcrill
eloied with a locomotive last week."
"Was It a love match?" asked bla
friend.
"Probably not," replied the party of
the funny part, "although there seeuis
to have been a tender attachment."
One of Many.
Young Wife It's wonderful how
well Tom and I manage to get along on
bla small salary. Isn't It?
Her Brother Oh, I don't know. It
la partly owing to your economy, but
Tom own the moat of it to his friend,
Home-Made Grata Box.
There Is enough grain stored ou every
farm to. warrant the building of a grain
box, particularly when one can be built
for a very small sum and with but little
labor. Such a box Is easily constructed
from dry goods boxes, using a number
I uuie size ui uuiain mo
111V IJUIIUIIIJ VJA. V 1 1. V l ml v m. o
be stored. The boxes are set on legs
about fifteen Inches high nnd each of
these legs has an inverted cap of tin
placed on It near where the leg Joins
THE HOME-MADE CHAIN BOX.
the box. These tins will prevent vermin
In the shape of rats and mice from
easily climbing up the box and getting
at the grain. If desired the several
divisions may be lined inside so as to
make them more vermin proof. The Il
lustration shows how simple this grain
box Is. Indianapolis News.
Shearing Sheep by Machine.
I have used a sheep-shearing ma
chine for the last five or six years, says
a wiresK)ii(letit of Rural New Yorker.
The machines have been very unich
Improved In that time. The first knife,
or clippers, that I hud very soon got
clogged, and did ior work on sheep
that had fine or oily wool, or had any
wrinkles. The one I now have, used
on the same machine, will clip any kind
of a sheep or wool. Now as to the di
rect question. Has the machine any ad
vantage over hand work? So long as
we had the old-fashioned shearers, who
could turn off thirty to forty sheep a
day, well sheared, I had no need of a
maohlne. As the old men died off, or
were unable to shear any longer, and
because of the scarcity of sheep few
young men took up shearing It be
came a problem to know how to get
the sheep well and economically shear
ed. The men who were unused to It
not only cut the sheep and tangled up
the wool, but they would shear only a
few sheep per day, 'which made It ex
pensive. For thla reason I put in a
machine.
Seed Corn BreedlnK Pays.
Corn-breeding work, still in Its in
fancy, already has spelled profit for
many growers. Material Increases In
yield, due in large measure to plain
ing Improved tested seed, have been so
general that farmers everywhere are
adopting better methods of seed selec
tion. And other countries, noting what
has been accomplished by American
corn breeders, have taken steps to roi-
low their example. Recently an Anierl-
, i ..Ji ........ i ollr
can seea-corn ureeuins comimuj ouM.
ped 1.300 bushels of corn to the agri
cultural department of the i-.gyptian
government. The same company has
also exported an order of 10,X0 jiounds
of seed corn to Australia, where It will
be used In breeding work conducted by
the agricultural authorities of that
country. It Is to the corn belt of
America that the peoples of the earth
come for corn. Our corn crop Is the
envy of all civilized countries which,
cannot or do not grow corn. ...
White Pekla Daeka.
The White Pekln is a popular duck
which has a distinctive type especially
lta own, and differing from all others
in the shape and cnrrlage of Its body.
The legs are set far back, which causes
the bird to walk In an upright position.
In size these ducks are very large, some
reaching as high as twenty pounds to
the pair. Their flesh Is very delicate
and free from grossness, and they are
considered among the best of table
fowls. They are excellent layers, aver-
m irA fOA a.iI. In m
season. They are non-setters, hardy,
easily raised and the earliest In matur
ing or any aucas.
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WHITE PEKIX DUCKS.
Uulneai.
The Guinea is said to be a native of
western Africa and Is a very active
bird of a rather wild nature. The wild
nature of the beautiful fowls is an ob
jection with many poultrymen. There
are two breeds of guineas, the pearl
and the white guinea. The pearl guinea
is of a wilder disposition than the
white guinea. Both breeds are about
the same size. The flesh of the pearl
guinea Is darker than that of the
white, which makes the white guinea
preferable as a table fowl. Both breeds
of guineas are good summer egg pro
ducers. They begin laying In April or
May and continue to lay until late In
the fall. The pearl guinea is very sen
sitive about having her nest disturbed
and often leaves the nest If a part of
her eggs are removed. The white guinea
is not so particular about her nest and
will continue to lay in the nest if only
one egg is left in it. Our white guineas
often lay In the nest boxes in the poul
try house with the chicken hens.
Guineas are valuable insect destroyers.
They will pat Insects that the chickens
will not, such as the potato bug and
gooseberry worm. I noticed our guineas
picking the worms off the gooseberry
bushes and not a worm escaped that
the guineas could reach. They picked
the worms off as high as they could
jump.
How to Girdle Orape Vines.
The girdling or ringing of grapevines
is done to Increase the size of each
cluster. It Is not done generally, how
ever, although some find the method
profitable. The baric is entirely re
moved below the fruit cluster about a
month before the period of ripening
which hastens maturity about a week
or two and enlarges the bunch and
berries. The sap ascends through the
pores of the wood to sustain growth,
but the elaborated sap descend) through
the wood and the bark and can go no
lower than the point at which the gir
dle Is made, where It stops and Is util
ized in feeding the grapes. Some in
jury Is done the vine below the girdle,
and hence it may not pay on an exten
sive scale.
Jumper to Ilreak Colts.
A Canadian farmer says that thete
Is nothing yet discovered so useful n
breaking a colt in winter as the old
fashioned "Juniper." A jumper Is situ-
THE OLD-FASHIONED JUMPEB.
ply made of two saplings twenty feet
or more long, weakened about five feet
from the butt ends by shaving the up
per sides half through, so that the poles
sag when the rider is on the seat and
the colt hitched. The sent Is supported
by four posts and the horse Is placed
far out in the shafts. A colt cannot go
over backwards with this.
Oood Tonic for the Hoa.
If the hogs are growing as fast and
doing as well as they can do, nothing
Is needed In the way of medicine. But
if they are a little off In any way, a
few doses of the following will straight
en them up.
Wood charcoal, 1 pound; sulphur, 1
pound ; sodium chloride, 2 pounds ; so
dium bicarbonate, 2 kmiiuIs; sodium miserable roads, generally sleeping !n
hyposulphite, 2 pounds; sodium sul-, the pcn air, the courier has been
phate, 1 pound; antimony sulphide, 1: known to do the double trip from Mo
pound. Pulverize and thoroughly mix. nador to Marakesh about two hundred
The dose Is a large tahlesitoonful for, and seventy miles within five days
each 200 pounds weight of hogs to be and n half, the fee, of which a small
treated, given once a day. The hogs ' portion goes to the government, lieing
will eat this mixed in their food, unless
very 111, when It should be poured into
them, mixed In water.
ItenrdleNn Hurley Crop.
Beardless barley is entirely free
from barbs, unless the seed is accident
ally mixed with some other variety. It
does not yield so well as some of the
bearded sorts, nor Is It a good malting. the late Henry Harland, the novelist,
barley. It, is a good feed for pigs, 'was seldom kept after school In his
sheep of fowls and for horses when 'boyhood.
crushed. Its distinguishing advantage Among Harland's early teachers was
Is that It stands up well and ripens a charming young iady, who called him
very early, coming off the ground soon: up In class one morning and said to
enough to let tho clover or alfalfa sown him :
with It take possession before It Is I "Henry, name some of the chief benu-
much weakned by shading. It Is the
best nurse-crop yet found for clover or
alfalfa, and for that purpose Is recom
nieuded. Field of a Million Acres.
The largest fenced pasture field In
the United States Is on the Blackfeet
Indian reservation. In Montana. This
field contains l,.Vx,rxiO acres, and the
a) miles of barlMHl wire fence Inclos
ing It have been completed. About 40,
""0 pound- of wire were required for
the work. There are (So.imn head of
rattle wintering in this pasture, half
of whbh belong to the stockman, who
are paying for the privilege of pastur
age. Feed for Mare la Foal.
While In foal the mare does not nec
essarily require food different In
Ity from that fed at other times.
all things being equal, the qu; ;
should be aomewhat larger.
Oats irt
the best feed, yet shorts and bran may I
be fed with beneficial results. Mashes
can be given occasionally, and where
possible cooked feed may be aupplled
at nlrtt three time, a week.
RAM'S HORN BLASTS.
Warning Noteu Calling the Wicked
to Ilepentauce.
T would never do
for the tumble
Utility W '
Jc! heaven ; he would
die or disappoint
ment. A good many
men would get in
to heaven if they
could use their
gravestones a 8
tickets at the
gate.
Perhaps you
can tell more about a man's piety by
his private prayers than by his public
practice.
The consecrated cross is always In
visible. Double dealing always halves tho
profits.
Holy character Is the only reliable
heavenly credential.
The lazy man always has the worst
form of heart disease.
The devil enjoys the hard names we
call him, if we will only let him go
right on with his business.
The world will not be saved by argu
ments about God In heaven, without the
evidence of a God in the heart.
The rich man Is willing that his mon
ey should be called tainted if only it
will be the scapegoat for his sons.
The deceits of the devil would be
more enduring If his fleshly desires
were not so much stronger than his dis
cretion. If the good sisters put half as much
in the offering as they carry on their
heads the church would soon cease to
be a beggar.
No man has any right to take Into his
life any more money than he can prop
erly administer and account for us
God's steward.
There Is better evidence of over-ruling
providence In prevention and pres
ervation than In the most dramatic
and singular extrication from danger.
It never seems to occur to some men
that there's anything queer about
preaching against graft on Sunday and
asking for a preacher's discount on
Monday.
MAIL-CARRIERS IN MOROCCO.
The rural free delivery system In
America Is the outgrowth of many
years' experience. It conies as a late
result In the process of development,
In Morocco, on the other hand, It seenn
to be the basis of a system yet to be
formed; only there Is one respect tho
two methods differ: that of the I'nlted
States Is maintained at an expense to
the government, but the Moroccan sys
tem la a source of revenue, according
to the following account given by tho
author of "Moorish Itus Leaves" :
Swinging along at a Jog trot, a native
courier a barelegged and bareheaded
fellow, with a pair of coarse slippers
thrust Into the hood of his ragged
cloak, and a wallet on his back- ap
proached our party, and, halting, lean
ed uiKin his long staff, while he Inform
ed us that the head of Cid Melood'a
oppressor adorned a gateway in the
principal market place of Marakesh.
Mall-trains and native post-offices be
ing non existent, these hardy letter-carriers
represent the whole ostal system
of Morocca. Superintended by a govern
ment commissioner, a corps of couriers,
;is trustworthy as they are Indefatiga
ble, Is to be found in every town.
Ready at an hour's notice to under
take the longest journey, perhaps
through disturbed districts, nlways over
just eight shillings. This, It should be
borne in mind, Is the pay of a special
?ourler. On any additional chance let
ters he may carry the charge is some
thing under n penny. J
tlrneefnl and Gallant.
It Is reasonably safe ao assume from
h story In the New York Tribune that
ties of education."
"Schoolmistresses," the boy answer
ed, smiling Into his teacher's pretty
eyes.
Kantleal Knowledge.
A young lady, who had no knowl
edge of nautical phrases, asked a friend,
"Io you know, I often wonder why a
ship has to weigh anchor every time It
leaves port?" The answer of her friend
was not Illuminating. "Well er the
weight Is constantly changing, yoo
know. Iecaus of the er binnacles
and things that accumulate on the an-
chor!" Iiondon News.
!o Dealre to tie Itaiy.
"Do you man to tell me that you have
lived In this out of the way place foi
ten years?"
Tbat'a right, stranger. Just tea
years."
"I'm surprised. I can't see what yoa
find here to keep you busy."
"I nn't find anything. That's thi
reason I like It." Milwaukee Sentinel.
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