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CHAPTER XII.
The reputed wealth of Simon Culwick
of Sedge Hill, Worcester, his position in
the county or his opinion of himself,
did not exercise any restraint upon the
Deculiarities of the young womr.n who
confronted him; who leaned across the ta
ble, and unceremoniously snatched from
his hands the painting that she hud plac
ed between thein. There was no respect
for persons in the mind of Lucy Jennings,
specially when her blood was up.
"What do you mean by nothing of the
sort 7" she exclaimed, and at the ominous
flashing of her eyes Simon Culwick's low
er Jaw dropped; "haven't you come in all
humility, and kindness, and Christian
charity to this bouse?"
"Certainly not," said Mr. Culwick,
making a stand for it.
"Sit down, please, while I talk to you,"
said Lucy very feverishly, and at the
young woman's excitement Mr. Culwick
glared in mute amazement. "Have you
ever thought what is to become of you,
old man, when you are closer to the grave
than you are now? When you are dying,
and all your prido and wealth are not
worth that," she continued, with a quick
snap of her fingers so close to his face
that he winced and drew back his head
with alacrity.
"i"ou yon wretched woman.'" cried
Mr. Culwick, finding breath to reply, and
clutching the arms of the chair with both
hands, and shaking them in his rage,
"how dare you speak to me? "Do jou
know that thut I have never been talk
ed to in this way in my life that this
is an unwarrantable liberty from one in
your position?"
"I don't enre for your position," cri.'d
Lucy Jennings; "I wouldn't change my
position for yours for twice your monoy
for fifty times all that you have hoard
ed together, and hardened your soul with.
What are you 'but a selfish old sinner,
who broke his wife's heart, and turned
an only son out of doors, and who must
tand before his God aye, sooner than
he tbiuks, perhaps," she added, with an
angry bang upon the table that shook
the whole house, and took Mr. Jennings
downstairs with a headlong plunge, un
der the impression that his stock had ex
ploded "to answer for both crimes?"
"Look here,", shouted Simon Culwick,
"I have had enough of this."
"You will hear me out," said Lucy,
backing against the door with her chair,
as he rose from his sent; "you have tome
of your own free will to thin hnnse, where
no one is likely to be afraid, of you. You
are here boasting of your want of u flec
tion, bragging of the possibility of wound
ing one afresh whose life you have al
ready darkened, and 1 will tell you what
Is to become of you hereafter."
lou are a tntintie. 1011 re raving
mad," said Simon Culwick, dropping into
his seat again.
"I have no more to say," she exclaim
ed. "Now think of it, nnd do your duty,
1 1 have done mine, before it is too late."
There was a slamming of the door, and
he opened his eyes to find that his tor
mentor had gone. He rose at once, nnd
took his hat.
"What a horrible creature," he mut
tered; "I will not stop another moment."
He was half way toward the door when
the picture attracted his attention again,
and he stopped. It was his ruling pas
ion; success in business, present power,
future happiness, were not upon his mind
now in any great degree.
He went back to the picture, and knit
ted his brows at it, as a man might do
Intently puzzled with a problem of more
than ordinary difficulty; he took It to the
window; he placed it on the table, r.nd
hid himself in the curtain folds, behind
the light to gaze at it; he put his bat cn
the floor, and sat down with the picture
In front of him, and began rubbing it
carefully with the palm of his hand;
finally he thrust his hands into his pock
ets, and stared at it, forgetful of time
end place, and of the .main object of bis
visit. He was a man possessed of one
idea.
There were feet ascending the stairs
now, lightly and springily. There was
a voice he should have recollected as be
longing to old days. It was only when
the handle turned sharply, and the door
opened, thnt he awoke to the conscious
ness of where he was, and what lignre
had come into the room from the world
thnt was so different to his own.
"Father," said Reuben Cyjwick, ns he
advanced toward him. "You have come
to see me, and I am glad."
"You haven't much to be glad about
at present," replied the father; "I was
in the neighborhood, and I thought that
I would call and sec where you were lodg
ing, and what you were doing. 1 Lnren't
come from Worcester expressly to tee
you."
"It does not matter; pray don't apolo
gue," snid Reuben lightly, as lie took
his seat at the desk, opened it, ami glanc
ed carelessly at the letters and papers
which had arrived.
"I have been thinking a great deal
about you lately; you hue bothered me."
"Indeed!"
"You came to Sedgn Hill you were
the first to write to me the first to uinke
advances. And although calling on me
only proved that you were as obstinate
as ever that we should never get on,"
he continued "still I accepted it. as an
apology. And it struck mo that there
was some amount of respect for me in
your heart, possibly some regret for all
that has parted us."
"Well?"
"You remember what we quarreled
about ?"
"Perfectly."
"I wanted you to marry Miss Hol
land." "Yea."
"That is tiie girl whom you saw at my
house Inst Ma v."
"Yes."
"Then," he aanl, after a strange fight
ing with his breath, "marry her now, mid
I'll forget everything."
Reuben was prepared for many strange
reasons for his father's pri-fcnce In I lone
street, but this one took bin completely
off his guard. He sat back and glared
at his father.
"Yon don't answer nie," said Simon
Culwick, in his old sullen and aggrieved
tone of roiiv.
"I must decline to marry the lady."
"You you fool!" blurted forth the
father.
Simon Culwick rose, buttoned up his
coat, and set bis hat firmly on bis head.
"(Joed morning to ynn."
"One moment. Is Miss Holland aware
of your proposition?"
"Certainly not."
"I am very glad of it"
"1 don't see anything to be (lad of,"
id Mr. Culwick, as he walked towird
the door, where he paused, and looked at
the pUture. "I had forgotten that," he
muttered, as he returned to the table, and
where Reuben waa standing the instant
afterward with the picture in his hand.
"You will pardon me, but Mr. Jeu
Dings will nit sell thia portrait,"
Hp
"He ling already "
. "Mr. Jennings will not aell it, I aamtre
yon," said Reuben, with great urbanity
of manner, aa he bowed once more to hut
father, with the picture pressed to his
breast.
Mr. Culwick, senior, descended the
Btairs with extreme care, and passed
through the parlor and shop without be
stowing any further attention -upon Mr.
Jennings or Sarah Euatbell. Standing at
the shop door was Lucy Jennings. She
stood aside and as she passed her, she
said in a low tone:
"Try to remember how close you may
be to your grave, before you leave this
house as wicked a man as you entered it."
lie glared at her defiantly; his lingers
even closed upon the stick, as if the Idea
of striking her with it had suggested
itself, then he stopped and put his face
close to hers, eagerly and confidentially.
"A ten-pound note for that picture,
and I'll take it away with me."
"You will take nothing away with you
but our contempt," snid Lucy, banging
the door behind him, and slitting Mm
out in the front garden, down which he
proceeded slowly.
He turned In the direction of the Cam
berwell New Road, but altered his mind,
and passing the house again, looking rip
at the window of the first floor, and even
hesitated, as If the Idea of re-entering
hud struck him; then he went on to Wal
worth 'Road, where he lost himself. He
gave up asking the way to London Bridge
nflcr a while, and looked on In a purpose
less fashion that was new to hiin, until
he found himself standing by a lamp
post in a crowded thoroughfare, thinking
of his son1, and then of his dead wife
which was very strange indeed ana" then
of Mary Holland, down in Worcester
shire He stepped into the road and made for
the opposite side of the way. There
were wagons and omnibuses and carts
coming in all' directions, and their driv
ers shouted it him, mid foot passengers
screamed wildly at the danger which he
had not seen for himself. His giddiness
overmastered him, and he fell amid clat
tering, stumbling iron hoofs, and whirl
ing, grinding wheels, and it waa beyond
mini's help to save him.
CHAPTER XIII.
Mrs. Eastbeil waited very patiently for
the return of her granddaughter to the
almshouses. She was very happy in her
nest, Bhe said. Sarah wrote her letters;
Miss Holland read them to her; every
body was kind, and her granddaughter
would soon be home again. What was
there to disturb her old head in any way?
She was well In health, too, and wonder
fully strong.-
Suddenly the visits of Mary Holland
nbruptly ceased, although a message was
sent to the old lady that Mrs. Mugg.T.
hlge'i niece had been telegraphed for to
London, and would return in a few days.
The niece would take that opportunity
of calling upon Sarah Eastbeil, and bring
back to Worcester all the news possi
bly Miss Eastbeil herself, if she was
strong enough to leave.
How long Mary Holland waa away
Mr. Eastbeil did not know, one day
being very much like another, and time
passed away amoothly and easily with
this complacent specimen of age, and
then, one afternoon, when the kettle was
singing on the handful of fire which Mrs.
Muggeridge had made, Mary Holland
came softly into the room, and atood by
the bedside of the woman.
"I have returned," she aald; and the
evelashes of the listener quivered at the
voice.
"Thank you, child," was the answer,
as the thin yellow hand crept from be
neath the sheets to welcome her. "Have
you brought Sarah with you?"
"She will be in Worcester to-morrow."
"Now that's good hearing! Is that aH
you have to tell me?"
"Oh, no I have brought a great deal
of news with me good and bad. I am
afraid that you must have them both to
gether, for they both affect you, Mrs.
Eastbeil."
"Go on, girl; let us have them in the
lump, then. But," she added, quickly, "is
it anything to do with Sarah?"
"It concerns yourself most of all. Can
you feel what trimming is on my sleeve?"
"Yes," said Mrs. Eastbeil, "crape! You
have lost some one?"
"I have lost one who was kinder to me
than to any living soul. I shall be r.o
richer for his death. I never expected
anything. It was on the condition that
I should never touch a halfpenny of his
money that 1 became the keeper of his
house, the watcher of his lonely lite. His
father and mine had been great friond-i,
but they had quarreled at last, as every
body quarreled with this man."
"You must mean my brother Simon?"
"Yes." was the reply.
"Is he really dead?" she asked in a
whisper.
"Yes; he was run over In the streets,
and he died in the hospital next day."
"Poor Simon; I fancied that I should
outlive him, old as I waa, though I didn't
think he would go off in a hurry like this.
I have been waiting years for him, mak
ing sure that he would come hpre nunc
day, and say, 'Sister, I'm sorry thnt we
ever had any words, and there's an end
to it;' and instead of this, there's an end
of him! Well, he was a good man, with
a will of his own, like the rest of the
family. "
Mrs. Ensttiell hud certainly received
bad news with composure, as nge will do
very often, but still Mary Holland was
astoTiished at her equanimity.
"Yon are not shocked?" she asked
wonderingly.
"I am too near the end myself, child,
to lie surprised at Simon's starting be
fore me the right way, too, for he was
an honest, straightforward fellow, wasn't
be? And Reulien roines back to his
rights at last, and all's well."
"All is not well with Reuben Culwick,
so far as his rights are concerned ,His
father has cut him out of his wHI, as he
sa-d that he would." Mary explained
still further, "and as I knew that he
would."
"Then who has got the money?"
The young woman's hand touched the
dry and withered one lying close to her
own.
"You have," said Mary Holland, after
a moment's silence.
"What'a that yon tay? who's got the
money? mer" she screamed forth.
"Yes, you are the heiress," said Mary
Holland, somewhat satirically.
"How much money la there?" aha ask
ed, so keenly that Mary almost fancied
that the old woman was peering at her
from nnder her sealed lids.
"More than yoa will know what to do
with."
"Not more than I can take care of,"
he added, with one of her lew chuckle
of satisfaction.
"For jronraelf, and for tho who come
after you," aald Mary, in a low, thought
ful ton.
"tea; but I most enjoy myself first. I
haven't had much pleasure In my life,
stuck, here like a Guy Foi, goodnesi
knows!"
"What do you think of doing?" asked
Mary Holland.
"I shall fake possession to-uight," aald
the old lady; "I must get to Sedge Hill; I
shall be able to welcome my granddaugh-
I ter to her new home then. I am strong
enough, if somebody will only dress me,
and send for a conveyance. Why should
1 stop? Haven't I had enough of this
prison and this poverty? I can't live
here any longer."
Mary Holland thought It would have
been wiser to have brought her new at
an earlier hour then. Sha endeavored
to persuade Mr. Eastbeil to rest till the
next day, but the old lady wa obsti
nate and not to be turned from her in
tentions. Mary Holland gave her tea, but al
though she went from the room, she did
not proceed in search of a conveyance to
Sedge Hill, but entrusted that commis
sion to the old lady next door. She won
dered if the old woman' strength would
last to Sedge Hill, or if the reaction
would come and leave her prostrate. . She
wa not prepared for thl sudden awak
ening to a new life; it bewildered her,
shrewd little woman though he wa in
many thing. She had wished to break
the new to Mrs. Eastbeil, and the task
bad been intrusted to her accordingly,
but had It been dona wisely, and was this
a wise step, on the part of Mrs. Eastbeil,
to leave St. Oswald' in ungrateful
haste?
"What a time the cab ia!" aald Sarah
Eastbeil suddenly.
"In your happier state apart from this
life, you will not forget the man whose
place you take, whose home Is yours,
whose father set him aside without fair
cause," urged Mary.
"This isn't a time to worry me about
him. I have no fault to find with Reu
ben he' an excellent young man but
that's no reason why I should talk of
him to-night."
"He is poor."
"I dare say he is," waa the reply, "but
I must think of my own family first. I
can't be bothered with nephew just
now."
Mr. Muggeridge' head peered round
the door,
"The cab' come," he said; "de jou
think you can walk to the outer gate,
Mrs. Eastbelir
"I could walk a mile. There' a teapot
of mine on the hob, and it draws beauti
fully. Take It, tea and all, and don't
forget me. Good-by. How very glad I
am to get away from here! Thl way?"
"Yes, thl way," said Mary.
"The night'a cold, and though I am not
used to night air.'I can go through it to
my new house and my new life as brisk
ly as you can. What a change for me
and Sally!"
"And for more than you two," added
Mary Holland.
(To be continued.)
A PIGSTY READING-ROOM.
Unlqn Institution Started by English
Colliers and Forjremen.
A reading-room and library that can
exist In complete independence and
probable ignorance that any such per
son as Mr. Carnegie ever lived Ii auffi
cently unique to command attention.
One such not only exists but flourishes
In a pigsty in Hartshay, a little Derby
shire hamlet, and its beginning and
its present condition have been re
cently described in Country Life.
Up to 1894 the men the sober-minded
ones had no other meeting-place In
Hartshay after the day's work was
done than the bridge over the Crom
ford and Derby Canal. There they
smoked, read the evening paper aloud,
and talked over current events. This
was not a bad rallying place when the
weather was warm and fair, but in
the winter it was not quite as pleas
ant. Then, when It rained or was
very cold, they walked down the tow
path and held their meetings under
the bridge.
In the autumn of that year one of
the members of the little assembly
came into undisputed possession of a
pigsty, the former occupants of which
had been converted Into pork. The
new owner furnished It with a- few
boxes for seats, and Invited his mates
to make it their winter headquarters.
They jumped at the chance, and
thenceforth met nightly In the pigsty.
It was the rudest hovel, barely six
feet square, and without windows, so
candles were necessary day and night
To enter, It was necessary to crawl
through the low door on hands and
knees. Nevertheless, the former hab
itues of the canal bridge promptly con-'
stltuted themselves a society, and J
drew up rules for the government of
Lower Hartshay Reading Room.
New members should be proposed
and seconded, and pay an entrance fee '
of sixpence. Twopence a week should
be paid for the purchase of a news-1
paper and the provision of candles.
Two nights were set apart for reading I
aloud. Members were required to
clean out the room once a week. Gam-1
bling was prohibited; also the Intro
duction of alcoholic liquors. And rule
eleven ran: "Members are requested
to swear as little ns possible." j
Soon a rough table was added: a
daily and a weekly newspaper were
taken lu, and In addition to the few
books that the members owned, a
number were contrlbutfd by outsiders.
I'lve nights in the week reading,
smoking, games and social intercourse
were In order, .but Wednesday and Frl
day evenings were devoted to reading
aloud by the best scholar, and tire
first two liooks thus read were Car-1
lyle's "French Revolution" and Gib
bon's "Decline aud Fall of the Ro
man Empire."
When there were twenty or more I
members they decided to tale the ad
joining pigsty. A full-sized door was I
put In; a skylight placed In the roof;,
rough woodcu benches added; also a I
battered and smoking stove; fne walls
were whitewashed and book-shelves
put up. All the work was done by the '
members. j
Thanks to good financial manage-1
tuent, the shelves are now laden with ,
books; otherwise the pigsty library '
has uot been further Improved. Nor 1
Is there need of finer surroundings; 1
the men are the thing. Derbyshire
collier and forgernen who read Gib-1
bon and Carlyle by the light of tallow i
candles In a pigsty six by atx can af-'
ford to do without modern refine- j
ments and Improvement. Indeed. '
their sturdy figures would look out of 1
place in some modern reading rooms.
He that fancies himself very enlight
ened, because be sees the deficiencies
of other, may be very Ignorant, be-
cs'ise be na nut ftudu-d Wr eo. J
wer.
MOTHER'S
My mother's hands are soft and white, ur fingers long to see,
And oh, she docs so much with them, for all the house and met
At morning, mother's fingers lace my shoes and comb my hair,
And feel my apron over well, to find a tiny tear,.
They bring my bowl of mush and milk, they hold my two" cheeks so,
Quite cool and soft and loving-wise, when out to play I go.
Then all day long they sweep and dust, and bake and sew and ny.
My fingers do not know the way, no matter how they try.
And when the day is over quite, they help me Into bed,
And smooth the sheets and pillows down, and stroke my sleepy head.
-Farm and Home. ' '
I CONCERNING TIIE OPPOSITION
p ONFOTJXD.tue girl! Where on
if earth did she ever get such ideas?
- Have a cigar, Ted."
Ttuudore Lord lighted the proffered
weed nnd smoked thoughtfully for sev
eral minutes.
"You have me there, Judge," he said
at length. "Possibly from some of this
latter-day literature. It seems to me
as if I had read something similar." ,
"Very possibly," said Judge Martin,
frowning. "You say she thinks the af
fair too cut and dried?"
Lord smiled.
She doeHn't express herself in Just
those terms. She says everything is
too obvious," said he.
Judge Martin snorted in disgust.
"Too obvious! 'Too obvious! What in
the world does she expect or want? I
uon't care if she is my daughter, Ted,
I do think women folks nowadays get
the wildest notions in their beads."
."She says," Lord continued, "Jt has
been too glaringly apparent how ev
erything would turn out. She can't re
memtJer the day, she claims, when It
wasn't obvious that she would some
day marry the nice little boy who
lived across the street. She presumes,
too, that it was Just as obvious to the
nice little boy thut he would some day
marry Judge Martin's daughter. Now,
she says, it is obvious to everybody
that we were made for each other. In
fact, things have been bo terribly ob
vious from the very beginning that
she fears we don't know our own
minds, and perhaps later we may find
we have made a great mistake."
Judge Martin ran his fingers ner
vously through his bushy white hair.
"I always thought she was the most
sensible girl In the world," said he.
"She is," said Lord quickly. "There
may be reason In what she says."
"I know she thinks the world of
you, no matter what she says," said
the Judge stoutly.
"Fve had the temerity to think that
myself," said Lord, "aud I've tried to
think this state of mind is merely tem
porary with her."
He blew smoke rings thoughtfully.
"Perhaps If -I went away this win
ter," he continued, "it might help mat
ters. There's the trip to California,
.you know. I might take that."
"Nonsense!" the Judge exploded.
"You can't leave your practice here.
And you can't afford it, either. You'il
need all your money for your house.
The trouble Is, Ted, this affair of yours
has been altogether too smooth. It
needs opposition to stir it Into healthy
life. I believe a little touch of ro
mantic opposition would work won
ders with Elizabeth."
"I'm Inclined to think you're right,"
said lord slowly.
The Judge brought hla fist down on
the library table with a bang.
"Confound It!" he said, his eyes
twinkling. "I don't want you for a
son-in-law. I've never thought cf ouch
a thing. Marry my daughter Eliza
beth? Never, my presumptuous, young
friend. See the point, Ted?"
Lord sprang to his feet
"Judge," he said, "you're thor
oughbred." The Judge was evidently well
pleased with himself.
"Somewhat better than California, I
fancy," he drawled.
"Infinitely," the young man said
with enthusiasm.
"Come around to-morrow at 3,"
said the Judge. "Elizabeth will be
here then. Oh, I'll sit you beautifully.
Take another cigar with you."
"To-morrow at 3, then," said Lord,
picking up his overcoat
The Judge nodded aud dropped one
eyelid deliberately.
' The following afternoon at 3 o'clock
Theodore lArd and the Judge were
again seated In the library. They
looked nervously at each other, as con
spirators have looked at each other for
all time. They even grinned at each
other a bit sheepih!y.
"Hush!" said the Judge. "She will
be coming down the stairs In a mo
ment When I speak loud you do It
too.. There, that's herdoor, now.
She's coming." Then, with a sudden
change of tone: "No, sir, I most as
suredly do not propose to hand my
daughter to you. It Is the hebjht of
presumption to suppose that I would
be willing to do any such thing. Nev
er!" The Judge voice quite shook
with fury.
"I scarcely expected you to fly into
a rage, sir, merely because I come tt
you and ask fur your daughter's band
in Honorable marriage.'
"lou dit's't. ehr The spasmodic J
THERE, YOU ARE MISTAKEN."
HANDS.
anger of the Judge's voice was beau
tifully done.
"I confess I expected quite a differ
ent reception," said Lord.
"May I ask," said the Judge, hotly,
"on what such expectation was
based?"
"I thought you knew, sir," Lord said
calmly, "of my honest affection for
Ei'.zabeth. I thought thai would be
very apparent even to you. Indeed,
your actions have led me to believe
your consent would be freely given."
"Young man," sneered the Judge, "I
like your nerve! Your supposition that
I would give my consent for Elizabeth
to mnrry a penniless young saw-bones
is quite on a par with your other men
tal processes."
"I'll admit my practice and Income
are neither very amazing," said Lord
with some heat, "but I think you'll
find them sufficient to warrant the re
quest I have made; besides which, I
have health and ambition and no in
tention to stagnate."
"Your practice and your Income, in
deed! I like that. I've taken the
trouble to find out a little about your
practice aud your income, which
you're so free in alluding to, and all
I have to say is that If you had as
much of either of them as you have
of amazing nerve you'd be the richest
doctor in the country. But I prefer
something a little better for my daugh
ter than slow starvation. The upshot
of the whole matter would be that
you'd be coming home to me and I'd
have to keep you both."
"What you say is insulting in the
extreme," said Lord. "But I must re
member that you are an old man and
you are Elizabeth's father. Therefore
I will pass your insults by. What I
want to know is, do you flatly refuse
your consent?"
"How many times must I tell you
so?" the Judge howled.
"Then it is only fair to you to say
I shall try to win her affections with
out that consent" said Lord angrily.
"Do so, by all means," roared -the
Judge. 'I can tell you now she
doesn't care a snap of her fingers
about you."
The portieres were flung violently
apart and Elizabeth, white but with
proudly lifted head and flashing eyes,
stood before them.
"There you are mistaken," she said
in a shaken voice, looking unflinching
ly at her father.
For a moment there was silence;
then the Judge turned to Lord.
"Leave the house," he bellowed.
"Father!" said Elizabeth.
"Leave the house before I throw
you out," said the Judge.
Elizabeth walked over to Lord and
put her hand in his.
'You may throw me out too," she
said quietly.
The Judge turned away, ostensibly
to control his wrath.
"Keep the young Idiot if you want
him," he said; "I'm going to the club."
Late that evening Lord found the
Judge In his favorite corner at the
club. The Judge grinned as he came
up.
"How about the opposition, eh?
Have a cigar, Teddy." Flttsburg Ga
zette. A SAFE DIET RULE.
Eat the Fumllest Amount of Food that
Will 'reserve Goad Health.
How shall one determine how much
food to eat? Too much mystery hus
been thrown upon this subject. Let
your sensations decide. It must be
kept in mind that the entire function
of digestion and assimilation is car
ried on without conscious supervision
or concurrence. It should be entirely
uufelt and unknown, excepting by .the
feeling of bien-etre which accompan
ies and follows its normal accomplish
ment Ssitiety is bad. It Implies a
sensation of fullness in the region of
the stomach, and that means that too
much food bus been taken. The exact
correspondence, In a healthy animal,
between the appetite and the amount
of food required is extraordinary. As
a rule, the meal, unless eaten very
slowly, should cease before the appe
tite is entirely satisfied, because a lit
tle time is required for the outlying
organs and tissues to feel the effects
of the food that has been Ingested,
if too little has been taken, it is
easy enough to make It up at the next
meal, and the appetite will be only
the better and the food more grate
ful. No one was ever sorry for having
voluntarily, eaten too little, while
millions every day repent having eaten
too much. It has been said that the
great lesson homeopathy taught th-3
world was this: That whereas physi
cians had been in the habit of giving
the patient the largest dose be could
stand, they have been led to aee that
their purpose was better subserved
by giving blm the smallest doee that
would produce the desired effect And
so it Is with food. Instead of eating,
as most people unfortunately do, as
much aa they can. they should eat the
smallest amount that will keep them in
good health. Century.
An ardent lover is pleasanter In a
book than in real life. In real life. If
bis sweetheart doesn't love him hard
enough, he is liable to shoot her.
A grfat many people "speak tt
"wanting to-d what' right" a U
taer have a monopoly pt (ha dlr,
OOME8T1C STRATEGY.
Mrs. Aiken Knew Her Husband Had
Mailed Her Letters.
Mrs. Aiken's husband was one of the
ten or fifteen million men who forget
to mail letters, concerning whom the
annals of humor contain thousands of
Jokes. He was not a bad case, for he
did not always forget, and when he
did, he remembered again within two
days. Mrs. Alkeu was not a bad case,
either, for she did not scold her hus
band. Wheu she had an especially import
ant letter to mail, she either went out
to the corner herself and slipped it
Into the box, or lay in wait for the
postman on his early morning round.
One day she was not feeling well, and
several invitations to dinner for the
following week were due to be mailed
at once So she entrusted them to Mr.
Aiken, who made the usual promises.
She followed him to the dining room
door, saying impressively, "Letters!
Letters! Now don't forget! Letters!
Look me lu the eyes and say it after
me."
"If you hypnotize me I shall forget
everything. All right. Letters! Let
ters! L-e-t-t-e-r-s!" He kissed her,
j shoved the handful of envelopes Into
his pocket and went out
1 He did keep the letters on his mind
I all the way down-town In the car. Al
though two men stopped him before
he got to his desk, yet he kept his hand
on the bulging pocket. He unlocked
, his desk with the other hand, and be
fore he allowed himself to look at his
' morning's mall he put his wife's letters
Into the mall basket and called the
olllce boy.
j "There," he said to himself, "those
, will go to the post an hour before the
ollice mall. I guess I can remember a
few things once in a while."
Ills sense of virtue abode wrth him
all the morning and all the afternoon.
On his way home at night he thought
of a few fneetlous remarks to make to
a woman who had so little confidence
in her husband's memory that she must
go through a burlesque dramatic per
formance after breakfast to Impressa
small matter on his mind.
As he opened the front door he saw
her coming down the stairs.
j "Well, my dear, I suppose, you are
I going to ask me whether I mailed your
letters?"
"Oh, no, dear. I know you mailed
them."
"Now, there Is confidence!" said Mr.
Aiken, with genial Irony.
"Not confidence at all, darling, but
knowledge. If you had looked you
would have seen that among the let
ters was a postal card addressed to
myself. It came on the last delivery
this afternoon."
TRY TO SUPPRESS MALARIA.
Austrian Government Is Endeavor
tn( to Stamp Out the Disorder.
As is well known, the greatest
scourge of Austria is malarial fevers.
They carry off thousands of human
beings annually and thus far no effec
tive preventives have been discovered.
United States Consul Hossfeld, at
Trieste, has made a report to the State
department in regard to the steps be
ing taken in that country for the sup
pression of the malady. According to
his report, a Vienna manufacturer,
Leopold Kupelwieser, prompted by the
result of Professor Koch's investiga
tions relating to Intermittent fever,
has placed at Dr. Koch's disposal the
Island of Brloni (situated west of the
peninsula of Istria and about sixty
miles south of Trieste) to enable him to
continue there his Investigations. Jhe
experiments which Dr. Koch had made
In Africa convinced him that malaria
could be stamped out In many places
where It now prevails, and that where
it was possible to isolate such a place
the task would be comparatively easy.
It is now well known that the microbe
of malaria is conveyed from one per
son to another by the sting of a species
of mosquito.
As these Insects cannot fly very far,
an accession of Infected mosquitoes
from the mainland seemed to be uut of
the question, and it was hoped that by
curing the sick during the cold season
and then waging energetic warfare
against the conveyer of the microbe
the disease could be permanently ban
ished from the island. Dr. Koch there
fore accepted the offer made to him
by Mr. Kupelwieser,. aud intrusted
Professor Frosch and Dr. Blundau, of
Berlin, with this mission.. Their re
markable success led the Austrian gov
ernment to make an attempt to exter
minate malaria on the coast of Istria
by Professor Koch's method. It caus
ed three malaria stations to be estab
lished and detailed physicians, furnish
ed with the finest microscopical instru
ments, to these stations. The physi
cians examine the blood of all persons
suffering from malnria and subject
all suspicious cases to a systematic
course of treatment. Quinine in tab
lets or capsules is furnished to patients
free of cost at public expense. If the
work of these stations should be at
tended with success it is also proposed
to establish similar stations in all those
districts of Istria and Dalmatia in
fested with malaria, for the purpose
of removing this great evil.
Moderation In Exercise.
The Jnpanese use practically no
gymnasium apparatus, yet they show
greater excellence of strength aud en
durance than do any other people in
the world. While some of their exer
cises may seem violent, they take them
with great moderation. At the out
set of a course in JiuJItsu the student
1 rarely upon the floot more than
half an honr'-and three quarters- of
this time Is devoted to walking and
breathing between exercises. As the
student becomes more proficient, he
spends three quarters of an hour
on the floor, and then an hour, and so
on, by degrees, until he Is able
to give two hours a day to the work
Yet three quarters of his time, or near
ly that amount, Is spent In walking
back and forth aud In breathing. St
Nicholas.
6tatae fbr the frirat Volunteer.
A atatoe of Colonel JoHias It. King
of St. Paul, ald to be the first vo'.uu-j
teer In the civil war, will surmount
the monument to be erected lu Sum
mit park, St. TauL
When a Ueiumn iwenj. he hua t
a mile t do it lu.
GEO. P. CROWELL,
Successor to E. L. Smith,
Oldest EatablUhed House in the valley
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does not have to divide with a partner.
All dividends are made with customer
in the way of reasonable prices.
Lumber
Wood,
Posts, Etc.
Davenport Bros.
Lumber Co.
Have opened an oflicc in Hood River.
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which will be promptly filled. '
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