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I
he Chauffeur
and the Jewels
Caprriifct. 1 «%. by J. B. UirriNcorr C ompact .
AB richte I
By
E d ith M orga n W illett
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C H A P T E R Y I L — (Continued.)
Women of Gussie's stamp are as elus
ive, as intangible, as running water, and
when, with painstaking seal, some poor,
deluded mortal attempts to corner the
pretty, sparkling thing— lo and behold!
it slips away through his fingers to ripple
gayly down hill.
“ No, don't speak.” Gerald shook him
self determinedly. “ I think I see how
things are, and there’s no use in losing
one's temper.”
He spoke tersely. "Del
Pino's a very different affair from your
other amusements!,
This fellow's got
money and position, and he’s in earnest.
It's Just this. Things have come to a’
point where you've got to decide which of
us it is to be, Gussie. You can’t put me
off any longer. Rather know the worst,
you know. Come! Which of us is it
to he?"
“ Gerald;
Poor Gussie Waring felt all the natural
irritation o f a professional
gamester
whose hand is forced unwarrantably by
a clumsy amateur.
"H ow absurd and uncalled-for this is !”
ahe objected petulantly. “ I might just
as well call you to account for the titne
you spend with Anuette. You're certain
ly not alone when the prince and I are
together and Annette------”
‘ ‘She's a nice girl,” the interruption
came uncompromisingly, “ and you know
our standing perfectly well. Would you
mind answering my question? I'll not
trouble you again. Do you consider your
self engaged to me?”
“ No, of course not; but,” Gussie’s tones
rang with genuine alarm, “ I don't want
to lose you, (Jerald; I really can’t do
without you after all these years!”
Buist laughed bitterly.
“ I'm afraid
you'll have to,” he ejaculated, “ and the
sooner I take myself off the better. You'll
forget me quick enough!”
His voice
grated. “ Just as conveniently as you for
got that five days ago you promised to
marry me. Now if you care to go in--- —”
As the steps and voices retreated, some
one moved stiffly out of his ‘chair and,
standing up somewhat unsteadily, peered
ahead into the darkness.
“ She's jilted him. she's jilted him, and
because of m e!” be ejaculated, with a low
whistle.
He was silent for some momenta, and
then a low laugh gurgled out of the dark
ness.
“ Nom d’un chien!” said a soft voice
very rapidly, “ after all, Sarto tbe chauf
feur has given thee back thy kick with
interest! Monsieur the Englishman, that
score is settled!”
C H A PTE R V III.
“ Yes, It’s almost over,” Mrs. Waring
remarked at length..
She and her companion had been sitting
silent for some time on a secluded angle
of the npper deck as the Majestic made
Its stately progress into New York har
bor, the following Saturday morning— a
wonderful morning, by the way, with a
dappled blue and white sky on which the
araltitndinoos tangle o f shipping, and the
airy fabric of Brooklyn bridge, hung like
Intrusive cobwebs that a breath of wind
might blow away.
The man in the steamer chair beside
Mrs. Waring glanced around from his
gloomy contemplation of the scene in an
swer to her remark.
“ Over?” he repeated, in carefully ac
cented English. “ I do not know about
that. Why should it be over?”
He sat np suddenly with an alert move
ment and looked at the morning, then at
Gussie. who lounged beside him, a very
smart, brilliant personage in her cadet-
blue. tailor-made fittings.
“ That depends"— Mrs. Waring told
him, with smiling evasiveness— “ every
thing depends on your definition of it.”
The other pondered an instant.
“ The it to which I was referring.” he
said gravely, “ is an exceedingly difficult
matter to define. I have been trying to
do so during the past five days, but in
vain. It baffles me; it eludes me; it is
bewildering, alluring, impossible!”
“ Why impossible?" .asked Gussie. with
lifted eyebrows. She sat smiling enigmat
ically and toying with tbe rings on her nn-
gloved hands.
Involuntarily Sarto’s eyes dropped to
the bands, studying them intently. They
were so characteristic of tbe woman, so
perfectly made, so indolent, so luxurious,
so tantalisingly within bis reach!
“ I wonder if it is impossible!” he spec
ulated, in a curiously vibrant tone.
Only a few words spoken and Gussie
Waring would be engaged to him— the
former employer at the mercy of her dis
carded chauffeur. He had a heavy score
against tbe womsn beside him! Why not
collect It now in full?
“ Why not T ' asked tbe man breathless
ly. and he leaned forward.
It was while tbe inevitable, orthodox
words were shaping themselves on his
lips, which Gussie was so evidently ex
pecting. that a boot-heel clicked sharply
on the deck floor, and. suddenly, athwart
Its white expanse between the two, a long
shadow fell, blotting out fhe sun.
“ Oh. is that you. Mr. Blantock?” Gus-
ste’s tones were not precisely cordial.
“ Have you anything new to report to us?”
“ I wish I had, Mrs. Waring," confess
ed the detective apologetically.
"But
Inch’s against me now. Here we are al
most in and no news of our man.”
Taking out a cigarette Imperturbably
from his vest pocket, the man to whom he
was referring lit It and raised bia eyes
to the eoce dreaded brown overcoat.
“ Did you indeed expect to meet Sarto
•n board?" be Inquired pleasantly and
with tbe utmost nonchalance.
The detective hesitated a
moment.
“ W e ll!
Tour Highness!” be explained
aoubtfully, “ I thought It was on the cards
that he'd try to make this steamer, and
the sharpest of us can't always tell to an
Inch where a crook of that sortll stow
himself. I don’ t deny I had a sort of
idea at first that the man might be oa
»his steamer.”
“ And are you quite convinced that be
assuredly is not?" inquired the chauffeur,
t
»till in matter-of-fact tones and between
steady whiffs of his cigarette'.
The detective looked vaguely injured.
“ A ll I can say,” he volunteered sulkily,
“ is that there isn't a corner of the ship
that I don't know about and not a pas
senger who can't be accounted for. No,"
he turned decisively to Mrs. Waring, “ my
hopes are now all banked over here. W e’ ve
got our men on the lookout, you see, and
no shipping can get in without being
pretty thoroughly overhauled. My opin
ion is that we'll land him oefore long.”
“ I should not be at all surprised if you
are right,” agreed the Individual in ques
tion.
He was standing np now, his hand in
his pockets, watching the detective with a
cool, patronising stare. “ And yet. as you
English have it, ‘ It takes a thief to catch
a thief.’ “
He relaxed into an irrepressible smile.
“ I cannot tell you how' much I am inter
ested in this capture o f yonrs. Monsieur
IUantock. Just keep your eyes open, my
friend— that is my advice— and, believe
me, you will come across Sarto before you
know i t !”
A half hour later, amid the shrieking of
whistles, the rolling of trucks— in fact,
tbs composite roar of a great city, that af
fects so disagreeably the nerves of the
returning American— Ludovic Sarto, hav
ing passed successfully through the purga
tory of the custom house, found himself
in the comparative paradise of Eleventh
street, standing with Gerald Buist outside
of Mrs. Waring’s carriage window, which
was indeed effectually blocked up by the
Englishman's thick-set form, Gussie’s at
tention being temporarily absorbed in bid
ding her rejected suitor a sisterly good-
by.
Quick to realize the advantages of the
moment, the pseudo-prince made his way
around to the other side of the carriage,
where Annette was leaning out of her
window expectantly.
" I wonder," he said, smiling down at
her, " i f it is to be actually a final adieu;
do you know. Miss Bancroft, I have a
curious— shall we say presentiment?—
that I am to see yon again. That is the
reason I am about to ask for your card.”
He stopped short, struck, startled even,
by the deep flush that swept over the
girl’s clear skit» at his slight words.
She looked down hurriedly, however,
and. searching for a card in the bag on
her lap, handed it to him silently with
eyes averted.
"Does that mean,” she faltered, “ that
Your Highness is really thinking of com
ing to Washington?”
Again Sarto wondered over her Irre
pressible agitation, with a faint, curious
thrill somewhere in the region of his col
lar-bone.
“ Who knows?" he returned laughingly :
“ I am nothing but a feu follet, what you
call will-o’-the-wisp, appearing now here,
now there.
Who knows where I may
turn up?” and he pocketed the strip of
pasteboard, conscious that Mrs. Waring's
eyes were upon him, viewing the incident
with small favor.
“ We’ ve really got to be o ff!" she now
announced crisply. “ Gerald, just tell the
man the St. Regis, please. Well, prince.”
holding out her hand as that individual
came hastily round, “ I ’ m going to be in
Washington for a week»of getting to
rights before leaving for Newport. We’ re
off by the four o’clock train this after
noon.” She bent towards him, dropping
her voice. “ Don’t you leave then, too?”
Sarto looked at her an instant. There
was a queer, twisted smile about his
mouth nnd a very wistful look in his eyes.
“ Why do you tempt me?” he asked re
proachfully.
"Tem pt you?" Gussie laughed. “ Dear
m e! There is nothing going on in Wash
ington at this season. Every one has le ft ;
even your friend Count Souravieff is in
Newport now. I have positively no in
ducement to offer you.”
“ Except the only one that matters to
me," finished the other in a very low
tone.
He glanced around. Buist was shouting
directions to the cabman, and at the other
end of the cab sat tbe girl looking deter
minedly out of her window. Then, with
a daring laugh, “ I ought not to go,” said
Sarto sotto-voce, “ but I cannot resist it
just for a few days!”
“ Four o’clock then.”
And he drew back as tbe carriage start
ed off, bis parting look more than his
words haunting Gussie for the rest of tbe
morning, filling her with an agreeable
sense of satisfaction— and Mrs. Waring
needed satisfaction.
Never in the course of her successful
career had she been so baffled! For, "in
spite of the enforced propinquity given
by a long five-days voyage, exposed to the
romantic influences o f the sea and every
opportunity that art could devise and co
quetry sanction, the incredible fact re
mained that the Prince del Pino had not
proposed!
The cab with its two Inmates had roll
ed away, and Sarto was making off, his
eyes on the ground, mechanically retracing
his steps into tbe quay office, when he
bumped violently against some one who
was hastening in the opposite direction—
a middle-aged person, evidently a foreign
er, In a light gray spring suit, with a
striped waistcoat, vivid tie, and immacu
late derby.
Throwing a casual glance at our friend,
this man was passing rapidly by him with
an angry execration in French, when a
sudden idea made him stop short and
whirl spasmodically round on his heel.
“ Sarto!” he cried, still
in French.
“ W hy!
It Is my old friend Lndovic
Sarto!’’
Flushing and paling by turns, the
chauffeur stood still, glancing about him
with swift apprehension.
Heaven be praised 1 Buist had taken
himself off just in tim e! Recovering him
self, “ M. le Comte Souravieff!” he said,
also in French, with a deferential bow.
“ This la indeed a pleasure.”
“ You came over with the prince, I
taka i t ” the other returned, with a smile.
He had remarkably whits, even teeth
and keen gray eyes that lit up pleasantly,
the effect of his well-modelled, strong-
jawed face being, however, somewhat mar
red by a large aquiline nose shaped like
a vulture’s beak.
“ By the way. where is Son AlteaaeT"
Sartq glanced around, his abnormally
alert niind sorting out the possibilities of
the situation just as an- experienced game
ster looks over bis hand. “ Where is Son
A1 tease?” he achoed wonderingly, “ Rut a
moment ago he was handing some ladies
into a cab, and now I see him not *ny-
where.”
“ Gone!” ejaculated the other blankly,
"and I come to the docks especially to
meet him. What can have beedme of him.
do you suppose?”
The chauffeur shrugged his shoulders.
“ Who knows?" he said, in his characteris
tic way. “ My orders are to await Sou
Altesse at the Hotel Waldorf. That is
all I can tell you.”
There was a moment’s pause while JJou-
ravieff seemed to be considering ths situa
tion.
.
“ W e ll!" he said at length, hailing a
cab, "there is nothing to be done, so far
as I can see, but to return. Come, mmy
friend, I will give you a lift to your ho
tel. It is in my own direction. D iable!”
he jumped into tbe trap with a word to
the driver, Sarto following. “ Curaea take
these steamship companies. Here have I
been, since eight o’clock this morning,
kicking my heels in their wretched office,
and I am now only granted my permit in
time to find— parbleu!— that the prince,
whom I especially wanted to see, has al
ready departed.”
“ Too bad!” ejaculated the chanffeui
hypocritically. “ I f your Excellency had
only reached th»re five minutes earlier—”
He did not complete his sentence.—
and, indeed, how could be? What would
have happened if Count Souravieff had
reached there five minutes earlier?
For a moment, as the latter settled
himself on the cushions and the cab rolled
off, Sarto fell to wondering over the
Count's recognising him in the disguise
which bad so successfully taken in his
late employers, and yet— what conld be
more natural? They reme nbered him as
the mustached and bearded chauffeur, dis
figured by an all-concealing motoring get-
up, and he had been clean shaven daring
that tour in the Tryol when he was
thrown with Souravieff.
“ Well, my friend Sarto,” the latter re
marked good-naturedly, after a short
pause occupied in lighting a cigar, “ how
has the world gone with thee since we
last met?— well, judging by thipe opulent
appearance. Ma fa i! ' With that Parisian
overcoat and expensive hat one would al
most take thee for the prince himself.
A h !” he chuckled and blew great rings of
smoke into the air, “ hast thou forgotten
the little masquerade at St. Moritz, when
thou personated The prince in the Casino
so that he might prore an alibi in that
affair we knew of? Ha, ha. ha ! His High
ness was not any too well pleased when
he had to pay for the money thou lost for
him that night, thou rogue!”
A slight smile crept over the chanfferr’s
impassive face. He was thinking of other
and greater escapades since then and ask
ing himself with decided curiosity if the
count read daily papers.
“ Son Altesse has not been well o f late,”
he ventured gnardedly. “ He was quits
seriously ill at Liverpool, and those Eng
lish journals have it that he is down with
some malignant disease at tbe present
moment."
“ I am not surprised.”
assented th»
other indifferently. “ The reporters pro
bably say the same things about myself.
I never have time to read anything nowa
days but the foreign dispatches. A dip
lomat’s life is no sinecure in this country,
where one is feted and entertained from
night till morning! A ball here, a dinner
there, a carnival beyond— oqe can scarce
ly keep one's appointment* at the F.mbas-
sy." He yawned. “ Ah, bah ! I have not
slept for a week, and the appetite it
comes no more in eating. Sarto, thy sim
ple, uneventful existence, my man, is'
more to be envied. The fatigue ! To-night
I am at Newport— only here fo.r the day
to meqt some ladies.” he rubbed bia nose
savagely, “ whom, alas! I hare not met.
Plague take those ateamahip companies!”
And he fell silent, musing over his
wrongs, while the chauffeur gaxed out of
the window and the cab pursued its tortu
ous way.
At last Count Souravieff turned his
keen gray eyes on his companion.
“ There were' two American ladies on
board the Majestic,”
he said suddenly,
"friends of mine.— a Madame Reechard
Wareeng aDd her dame de compagnie,
voua les avez remark«, mon ami Sarto?”
(T o be continued.)
RAM’S HORN BLASTS.
W s r s la a
N o te s C o llin s th e W l e l
to H e p o o ta n e e . 1
Conceit
blind»
many a man to
the truth.
Faith Is reason
restlug on revela
tion.
E v e r y master
must ever be a
pupil.
If
a
godless
mkn got Into heaven, he would be glad
to get out.
God not only pardons. H e forgive».
Th e works o ( God’s machines are all,
hidden.
Christian fellowship is through the
Father.
Th e richer the Jewel, the harder the
cu tting
Death Is a river to some and a ferry
to others.
Men need new forces, rather than
new forms.
Th e H oly Spirit Is the best teacher
o f theology.
Th e man who wavers cannot expect
God's favors.
Atheism dethrones reason and exalts
fo lly as king.
Paul said nothing about the number
o f his converts.
Faith and zeal alw ays outstrip rea
son and eloquence.
A religion -without the H oly Ghost
Is not Christianity.
Th e more godly men are, the more
human they, w ill be.
More depends on your Inletting than
on God's outpouring.
Th e early preachers never belonged
to the "aristocracy.”
“ Exalting human nature”
Satan did to tempt Eve.
11?Whoj> Itanrii €. 'Potter-
Henry Codmttn Potter, Dishop o f tbe Episcopal diocese o f New York,
whose death la mourned by thousands, was born In Schenectady, N. Y.
In
1836, and came from a fam ily o f famous churchmen. Hla father and an
uncle were blahopa before him, and It was natural fo r him to follow In their
footsteps. It was not the original intention o f bis father to have him enter
the ministry. The elder Potter selected the life o f a groceryman fo r hla
son, and this waa the first business in which he engaged a fter leaving school.
It waa not to bis liking, and he entered the Episcopal Seminary o f Virginia
at Alexandria, from which he graduated In 1857 at the age o f 22, when he
waa ordained a deacon. Bishop Potter was w ell known as an educator. Hla
Influence In secular affairs extended fa r beyond the pale o f the chnrcb.
As bishop his Influence In broadening the human sympathies o f church
work throughout the diocese and In bringing It Into touch with tbe social
movements o f a complex civilization was Incalculable, and he always accom
plished his ends without weakening the church's tenets or compromising Its
historic and lttnrglc Integrity, o f which he was a staunch upholder. Cul
tured, suave, a prince at dinner, he waa yet, whenever occasion required, a
rugged defender o f hls faith, and his nnwaverlng faith was that o f his church.
The bishop was married twice. HIS second w ife and aeveral children by hls
first m arriage survive him.
val
Science
Venton
Th e meteor trains studied by P ro f
Trowbridge o f Columbia University, are
tbe luminous streaks often seen In the
wake o f shooting stars, and they may
continue mauy minutes, or even an
hour or more. They d rift slowly and
become distorted, ns If by air currents.
They seem to be self-luminous, and may
sometimes be seen In daytime. They
somewhat resemble the after-glow on
turning o ff the surrent from vacuum
tube electrodes. The glow Is greenish-
yellow, diffuses 100 yards a minute, and
Is most striking at a pressure calcu
lated to be that o f the atmosppbere at
a height o f flfty-flve miles. ,
every 731 transmitted by Europeans.
But It Is In the matter o f telephonic
messages that the Inhabitants o f the
United States fa r surpassed those o f
the Old World.
W hile each 1,000 o f
population In the old country sent 7,304
messages by the telephone, each 1,000
Americana sent 44,344, or more than
six times as many.
LOSES P R E SE N C E o v srrsrp '
•
T b o e g li
F o re w a rn e d ,
P ate
H o a te a e la a P r e d ic a m e a t .
An amusing anecdote was told by h
young matron the other day apropos o f
absent-minded persons. 8he had lieen
married only a short time and was giv
ing a luncheon to some o f her mother's
friends. She was particularly anxious
to have everything go off well, that her
reputation ns a housekeeper might lie
established. The little menu was made
out a fter much consultation with the
new French cook. She had trimmed
the table with her own hands and all
was In chnrmlng readiness, when at the
eleventh hour an old school friend ar
rived from out o f town and asked If
she could stay fo r luncheon. I t was
most Inconvenient, but the
warm
hearted bride welcomed her.
“ Stay, by all means, dear Am y,” she
said. “ Rut there Is one condition.
Please do not take any ehaudfrolds.
There was not enough chicken and the
cook has only Just told me. These
French people are so economical. But.
a fter all. If you and I both say ‘ No’ to
them, they are sure to go around
Don't forget, dear.”
Am y promised faith fu lly and went
upstairs to prepare fo r the party. The
guests arrived promptly and the lunch
eon begnn with an excellent melon for
each. Tbe hostess, having been warn
ed against too much food, especially ns
there was to be bridge afterwards, had
cut out all the extras and limited her
dishes to fhe melons, a cheese sogflle
nnd the ehaudfrolds. The last she re
fused when they came her way and
trembled at the small amount on the
dish. There was not even any extra
aspic Jelly, but she reflected with re
lie f that there would be Just enough
when Am y refused. Then, to her hor
ror, she saw. her absent-minded friend
not only take one, but two, upon her
plate. Th e waitress had not sufficient
presence o f mind to halve the remaind
er, so two women went without any.
“ And I am sure,” added the narrator,
In conclusion, “ that they all went home
hungry. Why, I blush even now when
I think o f that luncheon.” — N ew York
Tribune.
Is what
Th e
Bible
answers the question,
why? and science, bow?
T b e unmarked providences o f God
are the most remarkable.
I f the saloon exists In your city, It
Is too close to your home.
Expression Is the breath o f lo ve;
withdraw it, and love soon dies.
Mathematics cannot determine tbs
difference between one man and two.
I t Is a poor preacher Indeed who
can’t tell people more than they can
practice.
I t is often easier to be neighbor to
the stranger than to tbe man over your
back fence.
P ASSIN G OP A F R IC A N G A M S.
( m m l n r a l E x t l a e t lo a o f B u r • Po
o le » L e a d » to P r o t e c t iv e U w a .
For two centuries there bas been lit*
tie let or Hindrance to the slaughter o f
aniiual life In southern Africa.
But
now game laws exist and with their
enforcement it Is expected that the sup
ply o f game can be kept up and that
some o f the old buntlug grounds may
be restocked.
Lions are still plentiful over large
areas and even In the mining districts
o f Rhodesia. Elephants are becoming
scarce, being practically extinct south
o f the Zambesi, except on the east
coast and In a few parts o f Rhodesia.
They are now strictly protected to
sare them from extinction.
The rhinoceros Is rare, except In the
Portuguese country south o f the Zam
besi. The hippopotamus Is to be found
only In Orange river, the streams o f
Zululnnd and In the Portuguese rivers.
One o f the remarkable natives la
King Khamn. The headquarters o f his
tribe Is Serowe, a town o f 20,000. Here
and In all bis domlnlous he has abol
ished European liquors, and their In
troduction or use Is followed by severe
punishment, lie bas suppressed witch
craft and so encouraged education that
most o f his people can read.
The Mashonnland plateau is begin*
nlng to All up with European farmers.
W ith its perfect climate and fe rtile
land It grows every kind o f crops o f
the temperate sone and the farm ers
are already looking forw ard to raising
enough to supply the whole o f Rho
desia. Thus throughout the “ dark con
tinent” in whatever direction there are
evidences o f a rapidly growing civiliza
tion.— Indianapolis News.
Recent
study o f
the
Hottentot
tribes In Southwestern A frica leads to
the Interesting suggestion
that
the
Bushman type o f negro once ranged
from Central and
Western
Europe,
across the Mediterranean, and down
the east coast o f Africa, to the lands
where these people are now found.
M r . B r o w s o f S h o p le a s T o w n .
This Is based upon the superficial re
Mr. Brown of Shopless Town
semblance In features between some o f
Is very, much diat reseed—
the Bushman and Hottentot types and
Cannot buy the things be needs;
some o f tbe peasant population o f parts
The stores are all non est.
o f Central Europe, eastern France and
Merchants cloned ’em irp last year
some parts o f Ireland. Sir H. H. John
And Started out to roam
ston remarks that the Bushmnn tribes
T ill they found a trading place
are scarcely In an age o f stone, but
T b e G lo r y o f H e w Y o r k .
Where people trade at home.
t
rather In an age o f bone, wood and
Whnt other city Is there o f like size
skins. Th eir arrow heads are usually
Mr. Brown of Shopleas Town,
which matches New Tork in position.
When shops were plenty there.
made o f bone. Wood, leather, gourds
It Is n seaside c ity ; the salt w ater
Used to mail hi* cash afar
and thorns are the materials
from
laves its feet. As the traveler ap
For triflea light as air;
which utensils and ornaments are com
proaches It he thinks o f Venice rising
For substantial things as well,
monly made.
from the sen or Is perhaps reminded o f
T o those mail order trusts—
Now that the season o f thunder
ancient
Tyre, which "stood out In the
’Tls no wonder that at home
storms Is here, this long-debated sub
sea as a hand from a wrist,” nnd o f
The merchants went on “ busts.”
ject assumes fresh Interest.
It has
which the houses were Impressively
been redlscussed by Dr. A. W. Borth-
tall. “ Impressive” Is n ot'too Indulgent
Mr. Brown of Shopleas Town
wlck. In "N otes from the Royal Botanic
a word fo r the skyscrapers o f N ew
Is very sad and sore;
Garden o f Edinburgh,” who concludes
Stands around from dawn to dusk.
York— clean faced, simple, original nnd
Emitting quite a roar,
that no tree Is Immune, and that light
audacious, they are characteristic o f
Needing food and clothes— but, see.
ning w ill strike one species quite ns
the land and o f the people. They are
Poet office, too, decamps.
readily as another.
In opposition to
not ugly concessions to utility, but n
So he mail« no orders now—
the popular belief that “ It Is quite safe
rather grand adaptation o f architecture
He cannot buy the stamps!
to stand upder a beech, while the dan
to circumstances. Th e ancients, har
— E. Sapp, Jr.
ger under a resinous tree or an oak Is,
assed with dread o f piracy, would not
respectively, 16 or 80 times as great.”
have dared to build a city like New
York on the edge o f a great harbor
“ Some of these fortune tellers pro Doctor Borthwlck says that the beech
Is struck quite as frequently as any
open to the sea. It Is something which
duce the goods all r ig h t ”
other
tree.
Apparently
the taller
the modem world nlone could have
•That so?”
given us.— London Riiectator.
“ Yes, one o f them told me that I was trees In any neighborhood are the ones
to have a stroke o f great good fortuns most liable to be struck.
• ro v ltjr.
and when I got home yesterday I found
I f tbe use o f the various means o f
•T oo many words are wearisome,**
my w ife ’s pet lap dog was gone.*
communication Is to be considered as a
said Kwoter. "B revity Is the soul o f
“ But I heard that your w ife was measure o f civilization, this country
On« o f th e F r y in g P m .
“ Do you love me well
enough to w i t ”
gone with It?"
certainly appears to an advantage when
"N o t always,” replied the observer;
“ Oh, yes, but that Is a mere detail.” compared with Europe. The last fig give up cigars 7”
‘b
u
t In any event, It Is always com
"Certainly. Besides, a fter we are
— Houston Post.
ures obtainable are fo r the year ending
mendable.” — Philadelphia Press.
married
I
won’t
be
able
to
afford
any
January 1. 1006. O f letters and pos
An aim In Ilfs Is the only fortuna
pipe.” — Illinois
State
W o r r y R e v s r d o d u • D isease.
tal cards, each 1,000 persons sent 6,719, thing but a
worth finding; and It Is not to be found
Physicians are beginning to recog
as compared to 29,864 for Europe. In Journal.
In foreign lands, but In the heart Itself.
tbe M atter o f telegrams each 1,000
An ounce o f action la better than a nise worry as a disease, to be pre>
— R. L. Stevenson.
scribed fo r like any other malady.
Americana sent 1,000 messages fo r pound o f that tired feeling.
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