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CHAPTER VIII. (Continued.) A iharp pang of nnoyance shot across Flora Champion la (be saw Lord Harold bending over her cousin. She had ex pected to find Winifred awkward and Ill-dressed, and here aha was, perfectly at her ease, and elegantly dressed. It was in Miss Champion's heart to treat her with slighting disdain, but Lady Grace waa there, and she could aot far get her good breeding to gratify her spleen. So ahe walked straight up to where her cousin was sitting and held out her hand, aa though there had never been anything else but the most cousinly friendship between them. "How do ydu do? Did you have a pleasant drive from Hurst?" "Delightful," said Winifred, recovering herself. "Mrs. Champion was kind enough to send me In her carriage, although she waa prevented coming herself. Bh sent message through ma to yon that Sir Howard was rather unwell, and ahe did not like to leave him, but aha hopes to drive over early next week." "I trust there is nothing serious the matter with grandpapa," exclaimed Miss Champion, feigning interest. "Nothing more than a severe cold." At this juncture in cama pretty Miss Alton, and on Lady Grace Introducing her to Miss Byre, she sat down beside her and spoke in auch a pleasant, win ning way that Winifred thought her the prettiest, sweetest little creature she had vet seen. And then the other gaests came in, and were introducrd to her in tarn; and when dinner was announced, 81r Claytoq gave her his arm and led heir Into the dining room. Miss Champion's lip was curled contemptuously, but Win ifred waa deeply touched by the kind con sideration of her amiable hostess. She waa a little shy at first with Sir Clay ton, but he talked so pleasantly to her, and his manner was so reassuring that ahe seon felt at her ease. ' And then af ter dinner Miss Alton came and sat be side her, and chatted to her of their af ternoon excursion, and the picnic that waa' arranged for the following day. When the gentlemen came in, Winifred. felt no longer shy; she was thoroughly enjoying her first glimpse of the world. Mr. Clayton came up and carried Miss Alton away to the piano, and Lord Har old went over to Miss Champion. Wini fred took the opportunity of looking around at the different faces. There was a handsome, melancholy looting man, who attracted her attention in particular. He had come In late, and was the only person who had not been Introduced to her. He was sitting alone near the piano, watching Miss Alton, Winifred thought, with a tender, almost aad Interest, as she sang her brilliant French chansonette. The little fairy had thrown him her gloves and fan, in that careless, peremptory way women often use to men who they know love them and ha held them gently and reverently. Mr. Clayton frowned as he saw the gee ture, then he turned away to the piano and began arranging the music. When Miss Alton had finished her aong she moved back to her place beside Winifred on the sofa. Mr. Clayton walk ed up to Col. d'Agullar. "I must troubel you for Miss Altsa's fan and gloves," he said, nonchalantly. "I will give them to her myself, ' Col, d'Agullar said, coldly, rising, Mr. Clayton turned away with a scowl, that reminded Winifred painfully of Mr. Fenner. "Miss Alton," aald Col. d'Agullar, "have yon forgotten that you Intrusted your property to my care?" "Oh! my fan and gloves," she exclaim ed, "thank you, I did not remember them; the fact Is, I was so anxious to return to my new acquaintance that I forgot you. But I will make amends for my neglect by sharing my pleasure with you.. Miss Eyre Col. d'Agullar." And she made room for him on the sofa beside her, greatly to Mr. Claytoo'a annoyance, wh began to talk to Miss Eyre assiduously. Winifred did not dlslikto him So much when he was talking; his conversation waa certainly amusing, and he told bar great deal about Parisian society that aha found extremely entertaining. It was only now and then, when ahe remarked the malicious, ugly scowl that crossed his face when he glanced toward Miss Alton and Col. d'Agullar, that she remem bered her instinctive repulsion for him. Aa the days passed Flora Champion became very uneasy, and not without rea tm. She had feared it from the first, and now there was no possibility of doubting that Lord Harold Erakine waa transferring his allegiance from her to her cousin. She detested Winifred, aa only a woman can hate a rival who sup plants her. A stinging Innuendo, a point ed sarcasm, at times betrayed her feel ings, but as a rule she had too much tact to indulge her angry malice. Now and then cama an opportunity she could not resist One day at lunch, Lady (J race was speaking of Mr. Hastings. "I regret so much," she said to Miss Vance, "that wt have lost such a charm ing neighbor as Mr. Hasting promised to be. His sudden departure is a com plete mystery to every one." "We quite thought he intended to Uve permanently at the Court," answered Miss Vance. "It appeara he made the most complete arrangeniente for doing ao. All his horses are still there, and I have not heard of the servants being dismiss ed. A friend of his is staying there now, playing host to a party of gentlemen. What reason did he assign for his sud den departure?" "In a note I received from him a few daya before he left he said he coald not aa yet accustom himself to a quiet cout try life, and felt a longing for the excite ment of foreign travel. But I cannot bring myself to think that was anything more than an excuse, which he thought simple enough to repel further question ing. I wish," Lady Grace continued, turn ing to Winifred, "that you conld have met the gentleman we are apeaking of, you would have liked him so much. He Ip not only singularly handsome, but has a peculiar fascination of manner that ren ders him a general favorite. Perhapa some day he will return, and I shall have an opportunity of introducing him to yon." Winifred bent down her head in silence. Miss Champion looked np, and a glance ef malicious light shot from her cold, blue eyes. "An Introduction between auch Inti mate friends would acarcely be neces sary," aba remarked In her clear voice, that ajs heard from one end of the long table to the other. "I should think Miss Eyre and Mr. Hastings would be grestly amused at such a formality, after their ramble in the Haxell woods." I TIa i. , . i j j TT-: NLY.A FARMER'S DAUGHTER. By MRS. FORRESTER. cheeka until tears of mortification stood in her eyes. Poor child 1 she waa not yet sufficiently used to the way of the world, to parry auch crnel shafts. But Lord Harold stood by her friend. 'That waa hardly fair of yon, Miss Champion," he said, coolly, "to take the words out of your cousin'a mouth. 1 wish Miss Eyre could have heard the tattering speech Hastings made about her once, before a room full of young la dies; they were awfully Jealoua of it." One vivid glance of thanks ahot from andar Winifred's long lashes; Lord Har old, seeing It, was rewarded. Mlas Cham pion noted it, too, and was bitterly an gered. But she amiled sweetly as she said; "Miss Eyre will acarcely thank yon for your hasty championship. Xour words alwost seem to accuse me of betraying something she wished to conceal." And laughing still, she walked to the window, bitterly conscious that ahe had ruined her last chance with Lord Harold. That same evening Miss Alton dismiss ed her maid, and betook herself to brush her pretty hair in Winifred's room, for whom she had conceived a violent fancy. "I'm sure you're not tired I" ahe ex claimed, as she waa admitted, In answer to her summons; "and I want to have a chat with you." "No, I am not tired at all," Winifred answered; "and I think there's no time for talking like this, when one has a sort of a guilty feeling that one ought to be in bed." "Well, then," exclaimed Fee, laughing, "let's be prepared to do without our beau ty sleep for once and begin. I am going to call you Winifred, and you must call me Fee no one ever thinks of saying Marlon. Not that I approve of people cafUug each other by their- Christian nnfces aa a rule," rattled on the little fairy, "because It leada to familiarity, and familiarity, we are wisely told, breeds contempt. It's the greatest mistake to be too Intimate people are aure to cfOar rel; hut I don't think we shall; ao, if yon do not mind, let it be Winifred and Fee." In which arrangement Miss Eyre con curred heartily. "And now I want to confide In you," continued Fee, "because I am the most miserable creature In the world, and 1 want advice, and I know you are good and sensible. Don't be offended," she went on in her quick, droll way; "I don't mean anything disparaging by saying you are sensible. I know it's generally con sidered an odious trait In young people to he sensible; but you couldn't be anything that wasn't nice, because you are so pret ty and clever. I want to talk to you about Col. d'Agullar and Mr. Clayton. Which do you like the most?" "You cannot ask me such a question seriously!" exclaimed Winifred. "At all events, you cannot have any doubt as to my answer." "Then you don't like Mr. Clayton 7" "Indeed I do not," replied Winifred, earnestly. "He seema to have a cynical disbelief in geod, a aneering mistrust of kind actions, that never goes with a good or benevolent nature. I would rather ' die ten thousand times over than come to I ssspect every thought and action of the people I lived with." . I 1 know what yon say of Francis Clayton to be true; I despise him in my j heart I have not a ahadow of hope that for hiin. He is malicious he is cruel- he Is revengeful. And yet, knowing all this, it will not binder me from selling myself to him if he cares to bny me, think he will. I think if It were only to triumph over Col. d'Agullar he would marry me. Winifred, do you know I love that man with all my heart with all the love of which a poor,' vain, frivolous na furs like mine is capable? and yet I can' not sacrifice society and fashion for his sake. I wonder why all the men who are worth loving are poor?". "You would give up such a man as Col. d'Aguilar and take Mr. Clayton, for the sake of his money 7" Fee nodded her head. "Yes, so would you if you had led my life, and been brought up as I have been What can I do?" and she stamped her foot Impatiently; "I have no money; my aunt has none to give me. Col. d'Aguilar has unly a pittance barely sufficient for himself. Riches, they say, cannot give lave or happiness; but poverty can take away one and destroy the other. I have no other alternative. "Dear Miss Alton." aald Winifred, "I beg of you with all my heart to think well before you'make up your mind to marry a man like this Mr. Clayton. Think what it must be to spend the best part of your life with a man you cannot love a man yon might perhapa get to hate!" Fee laughed a little unnatural laugh, and put her fingers to her ears. "Hush!" she said; "do not talk In that way. I know all you can say. After all, wh kws? Mr. Clayton may never do me the honor to propose to me, and then how foolish I shall lookl Good-night, cherle kiss me once more. Good-night." And the little fairy tripped off to her own room. CHAPTrfB IX. And yet the very next night Fee tap ped at Winifred's door, and when it was opened ahe went quickly In, and, throw ing herself In chair, burst Into tears. Winifred was fairly distressed; great drops welled into her eyes for sympathy. "Don't cry, dear Fee what Is It? what ail you?" It was startling to see the gay, Insou elante little fairy in such a plight "Oh, Winifred. I am so mlserable-1 hate myserTI" Winifred guessed the rest "Yoo bar not consented, Fee? yon are not going to marry Mr. Clayton?" "Yes, I am." "Oh, Fee, how could you? yon cannot lite him." "What la the nse of talking like that?" Miss Alton cried, with feverish petulance. "Why don't yon congratulate me? It la a splendid match." "I love you. Fee. I cannot deceive you. If you do not care for him aad yon cannot love a man Uke that au bis money will not make yon happy. Winifred went eorrowfully to bed. for ljje loved the frivolous, worldly little crea ture dearly. Mr. Clayton's reflections were tolerably satisfactory, aa he smoked his Spanish cigarette after the radiee had retired. "Though after all," be muttered. "I am not quite aure the game's worth the candle. Of course fellows will laugn at my being caught after all I've said about the 'happy state.' They won't giro me credit for being caught 'with Intention.' I wish d'Agullar was here, but I suppose be won't be in antil very lata." Just about one o'clock Col. d'Aguilar, who had been away on a dinner invita; and? tion, came In, in bign gooa aumur spirits. "We have had a charming even t mulA In answer to a Question nine from n.n CnHnAan "Snmn verv jolly fel- lows there, and I waa greatly tempted to stay the night, as they asuea me. I hail uiri nothlni about How It to Lady Grace Farquhar, I was afraid committing a breach of good mannera of by remaining. Artnur le aiarcuam uau An tmm Hiill Court a rare driv good foilnv h (. ton. the verv life of a Party "Did he say anything about Hastings-1 Inquired Reginald Champion. "I think he mentioned the name Tin atintra If I recollect rlirhtlv It ' of waa something in connection with a yacht Pnnatnntlnnnle " in "I am anrrv Hastings took It Into his head tn leave En el nnd." Interposed Lord Harold Eraklne. "He was one of the nicest, most gentlemanly fellows I ever met with. He entertained us In a prince ly way at the Court last month." "Hastings?" remarked Francis Clay ton, interrogatively. l seem to mow n.no Rv tha war Eraklne. was .h. h man fiaa f'hnmnlnn accused Miss Eyre of being so much In the wood with?" T.nri, fTnrnlff enlnreil with Dagslon. "I presume they were only together just as d Aguilar and Miss Alton mi hava heen In thm nark this aftemOOU "Ah!" said Francis Clayton, quietly, but with bis most disagreeable amn " 'Let those laugh who win,' Is a capit nile. al maxim. But you've not congratulated ver mi nt roil." me " - rvt A' A (Fullni err t verv nale; the hand that was on the back of his chair trembled. "I am no hypocrite," he said, quietly, til. with a Aitflnn. i!n In hla Volep. "1 cannot wish you happiness when I know It entails her misery." Ana amiusi ila.fi atlonpa na left tho room. Refnro th nnrrv assembled at break' fast the following morning he had left Undon Vale. (To be continued.) INSECT VANDALS. Tropical Ante that Ravage the Conn try Like a Fire. The Huns and Vandals of tbe Insect world are undoubtedly the marching army anta. In tropical countries every thing falls before these Invaders; they leave nothing but ruin behind tbem. The author ef "Tangweera" gives tbls de scription of them: I have never found where these ants lie concealed when not engaged In for aging; but two or three times in tbe year, Just before or after heavy rain, they come out of the forest In millions, advancing In a solid column, which may cover an acre of ground. Some times tbe column may separate In di vis Ions, one going in one direction, one In another. Each travels In a fixed direc tion, In which It is guided by tbe guards, distinguished by enormous beads and threatening mandibles, who march ahead of the main body, as If to recon- noiter tbe ground. The army follows after Its officers, and rummages everything as it ad vances. Some swann up the trees to considerable heights, searching In all the cracks of tbe bark, or among para sitical plants. Every fallen or hollow log and every stone Is carefully in spected. They destroy as If a Are had passed over the ground. Snails, beetles, butter. flies, slugs, spiders, caterpillars, scor pions, centipedes everything Is de voured. Wasps' nests are rifled of the grubs; birds are driven from their nests and the young ones eaten up. Fortu nately, few birds lay In the rlany sea son, but occasionally Incursions of the army take place before the rains, when the birds are rearing their young, have seen lizards eight inches long writhing, lashing the tall, rolling over and over, covered with ants which soon mastered and devoured them. Twice In tbe middle of the night we have been roused by such Invasions of the marching army ants, and had to rush out of the house and wait till the foray was over. But we were consoled by their leaving us a clean house, for the ants search the thatch through and through, plunder the wasps' nests which line our eaves, and drag from hiding every uzara, cockroach and spider. PLUCKING OSTRICH FEATHERS. Proceaa la Beth Simple and Palnleaa to tbe Bird. Many hare wondered whether the os trich felt pain during the plucking of his feathers, and whether the opera tion was cruelly performed. The prr cess Is both simple and palntess. Over the head of the ostrich Is placed a long bag with a breathing hole In one end. A man then hold the bird while another cuts with shears the long feathers. Only those of the wings and tall are taken. The short feathers, being ripe, are pulled out without pain, as they would soon drop In the course of nature. Great care must be taken not to In jure the feather root, for If a "socket" Is destroyed, a feather cannot grow again. The stumps of those that are cut remain In until three months later. Sometimes the bird picks them out herself, and often he keeper assists her. To pluck this terrible creature Is often a dangerous operation. Care Is taken to stand behind It to escape Its kicks. The feathers of the back and ab domen drop off and are gathered In bundles. Natural colors are black, white and drab. The black ones are kept for black entirely because of the natural shade and the fine, silky down. The feathers of the male bird, anva th Christian Endeavor World, are the most valuable. Also, those from a live os trich are better than those from a dead one. The plumage of wild ones Is held In higher esteem than of tame varie ties. Those of the female birds and of the young rank as second quality. The white feathers are often verv mire unit beautiful. Those of the tall are dingy and inferior In quality. The various kinds of feathers are nut Into bags tall feathers, wing feathers. wntte, Diaeg, gray. They are then grad ed, weighed and shlDoed tn feather dressers, where they are washed, aewed togetner, ayea and curled Into many styles. The E nbarraaaed Wha'e. 1 do net mind tbe notorietv much." soliloquised the whale, after it had left Jonah on the beach, "but those smart young whales In our set will be sure to always be asking me to take something for the Inner man, or to t spouting around about how hard it i. to keep a-good man down."-Baltimo:e American. iMf pjljijj mfffl Mini tilt li (fjjn Ifrij flpf flllf if inm ; 1 WfJ fs THE UNITED STATES gSSSJ HipP r5''' ; V '5 ARBA-J.MI.M9 Sq. Mlto. UUlM ' POPULATION 8J, 000,000 jp ' - I WBALTH-g,000,000,000 toftf jI UiKif viioi yAoit,of veoVfcf lnr lijujrra 11, 1.-7 . . -i jsP- jpi' jjp 'tifjjp tifjij tjfjjj tijfjjj THE OLD-FASHIONED FOURTH. Give us an old-fashioned Fourth In the way way The papers are puttlnsr the matter to day. Ulve us au old-fashioned Fourth with Its fun and its uoise; Itecollect all about It, I guess, don't you, boys? Its speech and procession, with fireworks at liliibt. Aud the red lemonade In long draughts of - aenguti The big wooden stand on the quaint village green. The flags and rosettes with the mottoes be tween; The gaudy Home Guards and the big coun try band, The drum major marching with baton in band: The man with a voice like a sawmill or two, Who sang of the flag of the Red, White and Blue: And the orator, well, was there ever before A man whoae two lungs could hold quite so much roarr What speeches he made, though, and how he'd portray The patriots who sprang with their guns to tne iray When the signal for combat at Lexington came And they faced the swart red-coats and met tbe death-flamt With that shot and his flats when he told of it swirled That is heard to this day ringing on round tne worm 1 And then Bunker Hill it was good for the blues To hear him dilate on that grand battle- newsi If ever the eagle had screamed, it would scream When he pictured tbe conflict at quaint Concord stream; And then Valley Forge and the end at Yorktown. While tbe sweat shone npon him from chin unto crown. As the great peroration required all his strength To bring out the climax at Just the right length. Ah, the old-fashioned Fourth, and the want one again, Bnt I gueaa it's a want they'll be wanting in vaini By Candle A. Bramble. ACK and Nellie Foster and their .II three young neighbors, the Blakes, D were holding a consultation beneath the great elm tree which stood just upon the line between the two dooryards. 'I tell you, I call It a shame that we can't go In to the city, aa we always have before! said Jack Foster, discontent edly. 'Well, yon know we can t, so what a the nse of scolding all the time about it, Jack?" replied his sister Nellie. 'Of course father Isn t to blame for being sick, and I suppose your father is almost aa sorry as we that his business calls him away Just now," said Gladya Blake in her gentle voice. 'But on the Fourth of July," inter rupted her brother Tom, impetuously. It s too bad for anything. It wouldn t be quite ao mean If we bad a few fire works to let off at night; but here we are, almost dead broke, with hardly enough money between na to buy a de cent supply of firecrackers, let alone any thing else." 'Well, never mind," answered Jack, good-naturedly. "Firecrackers will make a dreadful lot of noise if they're prop erly' handled, and what fun to be had from noise la bound to be ours next Thursday. Eh, Tom!" and he gave his friend a poke which tumbled him over upon his back In the grass, where he chuckled a delighted "You bet it is, old chap!" Oh, but we've forgotten all about poor old Mr. Norris!" cried Gladya, remorse fully. "We can't go to shooting off crack ers and making a whole lot of noise, be cause, you know, ft will hurt his head and make him ever so much worse. We can't. Indeed." Well. I like thatP shouted Tom. as he glared wrathfully at the big brick house Just acroee the way. hat Fourth of Julv for If people are not to make any noiset and, besides, what do we care if we do hurt his old head 7 1 m sure he was never so careful about hurt ing our feelings." "Tea," chimed In Nellie, "he's a dread ful mean, crosa-natchr old thing, Gladys you know yoorself he is and I don't care If his head does ache a little, and I don't think yon ought to, either, aa many timet he has set his horrid dog on our csta, and yon know be never will let na atep inside his yard, even 10 100a for a ball or anything." "Yea." rhimut in little S-rear-old Bob bie, gravely, "an' he said if I peeked through the fence any more to aee the peacocks he'd turn out an' apank me; an' I don't like him, too." Oh, Robbie!" returned Gladys, witn a reproachful look. "It'a a ahame for you to say so. Only Just think, poor Mr. Norris hasn't any little boya and girls to be good to him, or any one to love him. and he's old and lame and elck. and it'a t wool kt'i cros. I'm aura we would be f we had half bis troubles to fret ua." "Well, then, Miss," Tom said, his tone a little less wrathful than before, for he, ns well as little Robbie, had been 1m pressed by his sister's remonstrance, "if we're not to fire oft crackera, and are to go walking around on our tiptoes all day long, ao s not to make any noise, per haps you'll tell us what we can do next Thursday, if it wouldn't trouble you too much. "Yes, I will," returned Gladys bright ly, quite unruffled by Tom's sarcasm, "let's take our dinner and go over on the Island and stay all day long. Then we'll be so far away that our noise won't trouble Mr. Norris, and I'm sure we'll have lota mofu fun than we could at home." The children all realised the truth of this statement, but Tom felt that he must not yield the point too easily, and so objected. "But how do you know mother will let us go?" "Oh, nonsense, Tom!" cut In Jack, briskly. "Of course she will, and what's more, Gladys Is right, and you know It, so don t raise any more objections." So it waa settled, and from that mo ment preparations for a very delightful day upon the island went ateadily on. The boys erected a fort and fortifications for EAGERLY GATHERED ABOUT THK LIT TLE FEAST.1 the bloodless battles which were to be waged with firecrackers and popguns, and the girls busied themselves making ready the banquet, which was to be an elnborate affair, while little Robbie Im partially gave his aid to every one, help ing and hindering aa only an active small boy can. At last the morning dawned, bright and beautiful as a Fourth of July should be, and every one was so busy that no one noticed when Robbie stole out into the yard and stood looking wistfully across the road. "Poor old man!" he said, softly, "I'm sorry he Isn't got any little boya an' girls to love him, an' 1 fink I'll take him some posies an'two booful firecrackers to make him a good Forf o' July. I don't fink he'll be crosa to me." A few momenta later Mr. Norris, fret ting upon his softly cushioned couch in the dim library of his great, lonely home, was surprised to hear the tap, tap of tiny boot heels in the hall, and then to see Robbie's face smiling upon him from the doorway. BOY'S DREAM OF N "I brlnged you some flowers," he said, softly, "and two nice firecrackers, too. I couldn't spare any more, 'cause ws hasn't got very many. I'm awful sorry you'a sick, an' we're all going away off 10 snoot our firecrackers, so the bangs won't make your head be worse. Good by." So strangely and silently had Robbla come, and so abruptly had he departed, that Mr. Norris would hare thought ll all a dream had he not had tangible evi dence of its truth In the bunch of gaudy flowers and the two brilliant firecrackers which Robbie had left upon the stand at his side. By 12 o'clock the merry little company on the island waa ready for something to eat, and gathered eagerly about tbi little feast spread out upon the ground. "Oh, Robbie!" cried Gladys in a dis mayed tone, In the very midst of the banquet, "what have you done? You careless boy to step In our beautiful lemon pie!" Sure enough, to their great dismay the children discovered that Robbie had suc ceeded In planting one dusty little foot right In the very center of the tempting pie which waa considered the crowning dainty of the spread. "Never mind." answered Robbie. gravely, Jpspecting hla foot with Inter eat. "I uon't fink It will hurt my shoe very much. I guess It will all wipe off." Robbie was so solemn and so utterly unconscious of the mischief he had done that the children all burst into laughter, and hi the midst of the merriment Mr. Norris' good-natured coachman appear ed before them with an Immense basket upon hla arm. "There," he said, setting It down with a thump In their midst, "Mr. Norris sends this, with his compliment, to Mas ter Robbie, and he hopes you'll enjoy It; and "I'm to tell you that If you'll coma over on the lawn to-night there's be a few fireworks which perhaps you'll llkt to see," and with a kindly nod at his delighted and astounded hearers, Hiram was gone. "What does It mean? Somebody pinch me, so I'll be quite sure It's not all a dream!" gasped Nellie, after a moment of breathlese silence. "No, it Isn't a dream, because here's the basket, and do let's see what Is in It," returned Jack, seizing the heavy bas ket and eagerly tearing away the paper covering. If I should try, I could not tell von all the goodies which that basket contain ed. Nor could I describe the beauty and brilliancy of the fireworks upon the lawn that evening. But every one of the chil dren declared, when tired and happy they separates: tor tne night, that Mr. Norris was a most delightful person and that this Fourth of July had been by far the best they ever yet had known. Detroit Free Press. A Patriotic Peace,. 'Julius. I thouxht TOU weren't irolna to speak to the Smiths any more." "Well. Julia. I had to borrow their lit. tie boy to send off these rockets," De troit f ree rress. AN IDEAL F01RTH. GEO. P. CROWELL. rSneeeuor to K. L. Smith, Oldest Established Hoax la the vAlty.) DEALER IN . Dry Goods, Groceries, Boots and Shoes, Hardware, Flour and Feed, etc. This old-established house will coil tinuo to pay cash for all its goods; it pays no rent; it employs a clerk, bat does not have to divide with a partner. All dividends are made with customers in the way ol reasonable price. Lumber Wood, Posts, Etc. Davenport Bros. Lumber Co. Have opened an office in Hood River. fall aa aV fAAa .nJ Isia.ra apam j VSil tjuivi gUk mUA ICMTV V1V4U1 Wf wnicn win oe promptly tinea. THE GLACIER Published Every Thursday $1.60 A YEAR. Advertising, 60 cents per inch, single column, per month ; one-half inch or less, 26 cants. Reading notices, 6 cents a line each insertion. THE GLACIER prints all tbe local news fit to print. When you aee it in THE GLACIER you may know that others aee it. STEAMERS REGULATOR and urn DALLES CITY Between Portland and The Dalles daily except Sunday. Daily round trip to Cascade Locks, affording the visitors a fine opportunity to view the scenery. Leaves The Dalles 7 a. m. ; arrive at Portland 4 p. m. Leave Portland 7 a. m. j arrive at The Dalles 6 p. m. Leave Hood River, down, 8 :30 a. ra. Arrive Hood River, up, 3 :30 p. m. h. c. caSipbell, General Manager. flft Oregon SHOip Line and union Pacific t,1BT TIM SCHEDULE! .. Chicago Bait Lake, Denver, 4:30 p.m. Portland rt. 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