o o S Second Cousin aran $ ffl ar rie author or O Jif -ajm jidm. SFiNsrm." "inn m ir. fo M etc.. era CHAPTEll XVI. (Continued.) Thomai Eastbell was not prepared for his sister's firmness. She was rigbt; she was changed. This was not the woman of two years ago, who had som hopes of him, and whom he had talked over more than once who had been afraid of him, and had not been altogether wanting In affection for him; this was some one whom he had scarcely expected to find at Sedge Hill. "You would ruin me If you could, then," he said; "you would stand between me and my share of the good luck which has come to the old woman. Jtou woum live on rich as a Jew, and leave me to starve, or steal to go to the workus, or the prison." "I think that possibly I am In the way," said the gentleman by the fire place, Intruding upon the conversation for the first time; "you and your brother can arrange this little matter so much bet ter without me, Miss Eastbell." Tom's friend rose and went softly out of the room, and through the open bsy wlndow, into the night air, where be was lost to view. "Will you tell me who that Is?" said Sarah, pointing to the window through which Captain Teterson had disappear ed. "A naval officer merchant service, Tom explained; "an Intimate friend of mine a regular swell." . "The last time I saw him, It was In Potter's Court," said Sarah Eastbell do dBively; "he came in and out of No. 2 at uncertain hours of the night, and gave directions to men who were his brothers, and who seemed of a lower position than himself. He took away with him, I re member also, packages of bad money. He was a captain then, but It was of a gang of coiners!" Thomas Eastbell sat back In his chair, and glared at his sister. Sarah looked up. "Ton want money, I suppose?" she said. "Who doesn't?" be added, with a short, harp laugh. "How much will satisfy you, and take you from this house?" "Grandmother does not want to part with me," he said; "but If you and I are not likely to agree, and matters can bo arranged, a good round sum annual payable in advance, and my name down. In the will for a fair share." "That cannot be." "Then give me a lump sum now, and have done with me. I'll go abroad I'll take another name I'll do anything.' "I have money of my own. I must arrange with you, and spare that poor old woman. Ah, Tom I" she said, sadly, "let her think the best of you till the last. I act for grandmother in my own name, and for everything. So It is in my power to help you a little, but you must not be too extortionate. I hold the money grandmother holds the money In trukt for others." "You don't mean " "Never mind what I mean," said Sarah; "all my meanings belong to the future, when I may be no richer than I am when I shall have nothing to do with this house." "But grandmother" "Leaves all to me trusts to my judg ment In everything. By making me your enemy, Tom, you make yourself a beg gar." She could not Impress this fact too strongly upon a gentleman of Mr. Thom as Eastbell's turn of mind, and he sat with his hands clutching his knees, per plexed at last by the problem which she had set him to solve. He did not know that she had risen till her hand fell light ly on his shoulder and then he started, as at the touch of a police officer. "Make up your mind to go away, and go away soon before grandmother has time to guess what you are, and what your life has been. To-morrow the next day at the farthest." "It's hard. It's beastly unfair," he muttered as Sarah left him with another warning of the evils of delay. He reflect ed on the matter after she had gone; If Sarah were perplexed what to do, equally was he perplexed now as to the right course to pursue. A false step might ruin every chance that he had. He had come for money, but he did not know what to ask, or how much money was at his sister's disposal. Captain Tetersou came back into the room, and shut and fastened the bay window carefully after him, as though he were nervous about thieves. Having se cured the bolts to his satisfaction, he ad vanced softly toward his friend. "How have you got on with her, Tom?" he asked in a low tone, as he dropped Into his old place by the mantelpiece. "She remembers you at No. 2 Totter's Court, old fellow. She can swear to you In any court of justice in the world." "It's awkward," said Captain I'eter on thoughtfully. "What did you tell me that this girl was weak and nervous for, and that she and her grandmother were only living together? Didu't Mary Holland count for anything?" ' "I thought that you would be glad to ee her again," suid his companion with short laugh. "I am not afraid of her," said the oth er, "but I don't make out your sister ex actly. She's dangerous. She would not stand nice about blowing up the whole thing, I can see. How long does she give yon to clear out ?" i "Till to-morrow night or the day af .er that." "What we make up our minds to do, Tom, must be done quickly," he said. "You had better leave all this In my hands. If you don't leave It to rue I hall cut the whole business to-morrow." Tom Eastbell left the whole manage ment of his affairs to Captain I'eterson forthwith. CIIAPTEn XVII. Sarah Eastbell spent the next hour with her grandmother, who had been led to her room during the conference in the great picture gallery. The old lady hud left word that she wlnhed to see Strah directly that she was disengaged, and our heroine had proceeded nptairs upon receiving the message, and found Mrs. Eastbell in bed, lying there rigid and sallow, as in the old almshouse days. The maid In attendance upon Mrs. East bell quitted the room as Sarah entered softly, but not so softly as to escape the quick ears of the grandmother. "Sally what a dreadful time you have beenT said Mrs. Eastbell. "I have been talking' to Tom." "You will have yean to talk to him I may be only with you a few more days. It's awfully tiring, this up and down stairs business. Not half as comforts')) as at St. Oawsld's after alL I wish that 1 had never left the place." "Yon are tired to-night, and despon dent, that's all. Will you try and rrst ow?" "Hest In this house. Sally" cried the old lady Ironically, "there isn't much Laaif of that, with people tearing up and down stairs at all hours, and the servants banging shutters and locking doors as If we were In a prison. Somebody came Into my room last night, blunder lug, but I could not find out who It was." "Into your room?" asked Sarah, very anxiously now, "where was Hartley?" "I packed her off two days ago. She snorted In her sleep like a horse. I want rest, child, not the noise of a steam en gine In my ears." "You are too old to rest alone you cannot lock your door even," said Sarah. "I must come back as In the old days, grandmamma, If you send Hnrtley nway. Why shouldn't I have my little crib in one cdrner of this great room, as when you and I were sharing life together in St. Oswald's ?" "You're mighty anxious about me," said Mrs. Eastbell fretfully, "and yet you have flounced yourself off for three days, and without rhyme or reason." "I was anxious about Keulien Culwick I could not rest longer without seeing him. He is very poor, grandmother," said Sarah; "he has been very unlucky In life. I found him in a back room in Drnry Lane a half-starved, haggard looking man, borne down by the disap pointments of his life. This was Reu ben Culwick in whose house w are who was once our friend when we were poor and low who saved me when I had not power to help myself. This Is the man forever foremost In my thoughts. Why should I hide It from myself or you?" She buried her head In the bedclothes, and the shriveled hand stole forth and rested on the flowing mass of raven hair there. "Don't go on so, Sally I won't forget him. I promised long ago that I would never forget Reuben Culwick, didn't 1? I'll keep my word. As soon as ever I am strong enough the will we talked about shall be prepared." Sarah passed from the room, and stood reflecting on . the sheep's-skin mat out side the door. A woman passing In the distance attracted her attention, and seemed to shape her motives, for she beckoned to her cautiously, and even went a few steps toward her. "You should not have left your mistress whilst I was away," Sarah said reproach fully; "she is too old to be left. Watch this room till I return, and see that no one disturbs my grandmother by passing noisily along the corridor." Sarah left Misa Hartley to marvel a little at the Instructions which she bad received, and went thoughtfully down stairs, pausing now and then to consider the new position of affairs. She passed Into the garden. She was hot and fever ish, and the night was close. In the cool fresh air she might be able to shape out a better, clearer course, if the current of events should Jurn against her and her project for Tom's departure from Sedge Hill. She had grown very much afraid of him, of late days; she had lost every atom of confidence; and the man whom he had brought Into the house had been a well-known character in rotter' Court, for whom the police had made inquiries during her short stay there. She had left the house some hundred yards when footsteps on the gravel path arrested her attention, and checked her further progress. They were coming slowly toward her' and she shrank at once into the shadow of the trees, with the Instinct to be unperceived and watch ful. Trouble had come thickly In her way, and she must fight against it as best she might. There were two persons advancing In her direction who could they be, nt that hour of the night, but Thomas Eastbell and Peterson, plotting together against the peace of Sedge Hill ? They were soon close upon her; they could have heard her loud breathing had they listened; but they were deep in conversation, and un mindful of a watcher. The path was broad and white, and their figures were easily distinguishable, striking at Sarah Eastbell's heart with a new surprise and an awful sense of treachery. They were those of Captain Peterson and Mary Holland! the former talking in a low and energetic manner; the other listening with her gate directed to the ground, and with her hands clasped on the bosom of her dress. There was a light gauze scarf on Mary Holland's head, and the ends fluttered in the night breeze as she pass ed by. There was not a word which Sarah could catch at it was a new phase of mystery for which she was not pie pared, which seemed to place her very much alone in the world after the dis covery. When they were In advance of her, Sarah stole from her hiding place and proceeded In their direction, keeping to the shadow of the trees. She paused before entering upon the broad and open space of ground In front of the house where they were standing, and where Captain Peterson was still debating with the silent woman still looking on the ground. She watched them separate without a glance toward each other, the man entering the picture gallery through the bay-window, and Mary Holland pro ceeding to the French window of the drawing room. Surah followed her, still clinging to the shadow. She reached the drawing room to find the blinds drawn before the win dows, and the windows closed. As she paused to consider her next step, the shadow of Mary Holland was throwu up on the blind a strange appealing phan tom, with Its hands upraised as if in sup plication. Sarah's hand shook the window frame. There was another pause, and then the blind was snatched hastily aside, and Mary's face was pressed against the in ner aide of the glass. "Who's there?" "Let me In. It is I Sarah," replied our heroine. Mary Holland unfastened the window and admitted her. Both women looked keenly at each other and both were very pale. Mary Holland walked slowly from ths w indow, which she had unlocked to admit Sarah Eastbell, and sat down In the arm chair by the fire. There was a painful si lence, each young woman waiting for the other to speak, and each on guard. It was Mary Holland who began at last. "I had no idea that yoa were In the garden, Sarah," she said slowly; "were you not afraid of catching cold, at this late hour of tha night T' "Weren't too?" wis the quick re Joinder. "I wanted fresh air," said Mary, speaking slowly; "I had been In attend ance upon your grandmother all day, and she has been mor than ordinarily exact ing. Rut yoa have been traveling, and were fatigued." "I was fatigued." said Sarah Eastbell, "until I reached this house and found It full of change and you changed with all the rest." "I have not changed In any on de salt Vary Holland, clasping her hands suddenly together; "I am tha Bam woman that I bar aver been." "My friend and hers?" said Sarah meaningly. "Yes," answered Mary, and she met na-ain the steady caza of her Inquirer. It was a pale, pensive face," with a clear ' outlook from the full gray eyes, and one ! could scarcely doubt the truth upon it even then. "But " began Sarah, hesitatingly, when the other Interrupted her. "But I am a young woman with more secrets than one upon my mind, and tbey have come more closely to me of lata days. And now I am mora helpless than I thought I was," she aaid. Sarah EaBtbell drew a chair toward her, and sat down by tha side of Mary Holland. "Mary," she said tetchlly, "I hate peo ple with secrets, and there is enough mys tery about this life without your adding to it. Will you trust ma, or will you not?" "My child, I am five or six years older than you. Why, I have scarcely learned to trust myself yet! When I have full confidence in Mary Holland, I may put faith implicit faith In Sarah Eastbell," she said, In those old crisp tones of voice that had given character to her before this; "but loving and respecting her genu ine nature as I do, still I must keep my troubles to myself." "You have nothing to tell me, then?" "Not yet. Only this," said Mary, look ing up again; "I will ask for the old confi dence, which appears to be sinking away without any power of mine to stop It. These are strange times, and I mmt ba strange with them. Bear with me, Sarah Eustbell." "I am alone In this house, where there are many enemies now," aald Sarah; "why should I trust you any longer? You know what my brother la you can guess what his companion Is likely to be. And yet you and that man were whispering together In the garden for half an hour to-night. You two are soon friends. Has Captain Peterson fallen In love with you?" "On the contrary, I thnk Captan Pe terson detests me very cordially." "You know that he Is a villain then I that two years ago he was la league with coiners that I knew him by sight in Potter's Court that his presence here means danger to honest people?" "Honest people can surely take cars of themselves against such petty knavery as his, and his friend's," said Mary, al most contemptuously; "I have warned him that we are on our guard In this house." "Will they defy me and remain?" was the rejoinder. "For a while, perhaps until they are weary of a life that is unsuited to them, or until your grandmother know the truth of your brother's rascality, with which she should have been acquainted long since." "I could not see this day., I wanted to keep her heart light to tha last," mur mured Sarah; "and now my falsehood turns upon myself, and puts that poor weak life in danger too. For they would be glad of her death," she said In an ex cited whisper. "I read it In their faces. I cannot trust them or you. I am alone now awfully alone!" (To ba continued.) AVOCADO PEAR IS QUEER. This Tropic Fruit Growing- la Favor with Northern Public The Spnulsh name for this Is a g un cut e (corrupted, like our word from the Aztec, ahuncati). The name "alli gator" 'is a rough corruption from the above and ought to be frowned out of use. - It has much the shape of a large sized bell or pound pear and weighs from a pound to two pounds. In the center is a large busklike core, Inclos ing the seed. Between this core and the skin Is the meat, which when ripe, Is of a rich, creamy yellow and tastes as much like beef marrow as one thing can be compared to another. It is sometimes eaten with a dressing of salt, pepper and oil, but Is generally used as a basis of a salad. When cut open the core drops out and It is seen that there is a double lining, resembling a thin, brown leaf or Bkln, between the meat and the In terior core. One of the linings clings to the. meat and the other to the core. The lining being removed from the meat and the outer skin of the pear cut off, the fruit is treated the same as the meat of chicken or lobster designed for salad. A ripe avocado pear costing 40 cents will make as much salad as a good-sized lobster or a chicken and is much cheaper. The use of this fruit Is not confined to the natives of the West Indies and South American countries, but Is grow ing In favor with Americans who have au opportunity to taste It. Twenty years ago there were not more than 100 of them consumed in New York City during the season, while at pres ent the sales of one firm alone average from 300 to 600 every week of the sea son, which lasts from about June 1 to Nov. 1. There Is one curious feature about the avocado pear, says the Jackson ville Times-Union, with which proba bly few of those who have eaten It are familiar. The seeds, mixed in a Jelly like substance, are contained within the Core. If the core is split open and a pen or sharp pointed stick dipped Into this Jelly-like mass, using the half of the core as a cup and stirring the seeds and Jelly together, the compound can be used as an indelible Ink. Tha mark made by It Is at first of a dirty cream color, but becomes darker with time, finally assuming a deep salmon hue, and there la no known add which will remove it. Feminine Financier. Grocer Well, little girL what can I do for you this morning? Little Girl Mother sent me to get change for a dollar and said to toll you she would give you the dollar to morrow. Obliging;. Mistress (to new cook)-And remem ber, Jane, we breakfast every morning at 7 o'clock. Jane All right, ma'am. An' If I'm not down In time you needn't wait on me. As Bngarestad. Rlggs It strikes me that the fool killer is neglecting his business. Dlggs He's kept pretty busy, I sup pose, but yoa might send him your ad dree. Self-laudation abounds among tha unpolished; but nothing can stamp a man mora sharply as Ill-bred.-Bux-ton. Common sense ts Instinct, and enough of It is genlus.-H. II. Sbaw. I 1 f 177;- " FEAR IN THE PRESENT DAY. Cabrlel it To-day vra ars far removed, from fear of heat, of cold, or of wild animals. We hare caps, coats, bouses and firearms. The most poverty stricken among us Is Infinitely better protected from all danger than was the most powerful ruler of ancient day. Nevertheless we possibly are become only the more fearful. How often In a train we hear a corpulent man about: "Cloee that door. Don't you feel the draft?" The tone la tutu of a person terrified by tha danger. Our own epoch i not content, however, with fear ing Illness alone; It fears life also. How many despairing Individuals we find in every class! How many tragedies find their origin solely In the dlsguat felt for life Itself! How many suicides are "due to the dread of a struggle! And how many unfortunates there are who, feeling re pugnance at this brutal manner of solving the problem, seek In another way to forget their sad fate.. And forget fulness In the majority of cases Is found In the laboring classes In Inebriety. It Is not to wine or alcohol, how ever, that the wealthy classes have recourse In order to forget their troubles. Generally subject to heart weak ness, the members of our high society are sentenced by their physicians to a regime of water. They are the vic tims of their parents and of their ancestors, who have left them bodies charred by too abundant feeding, and blood burnt out by too long continued diet of truffles. Thus It happens that they generally demand of the druggist poisons which will stupefy them or enable them to avoid pain. Monsieur fears a touch of toothache quick, bring cocaine. Madame feels a suggestion of headache get some cere brine or antlpyrlne. Only the roar of a cannon or tha declaration of a war Is needed to cause the fear of living to give place to the fear of dying. Then, as of old, the fear of death takes possession of humanity. Brothers, relatives and friends are being killed. Mankind, for a few weeks or a few months trembles as did the man of ancient time. The crisis of madness ends, civilization takes up tts work. Then the weakening processes begin again, the races con tinue to grow old, and man, pursued by fear of suffering, takes recourse to theory and to science, and yet In spite of all he does or thinks, fear lives on undestroyed, hidden and Inaccessible. JAPAN WILL TRIUMPH THROUGH HER Although no value could possibly attach to any opinion of mine upon technical military problems, at the present Juncture I venture to recall the incidents and pictures of a memor able day which I passed In the com pany of his Imperial Majesty tha Em peror of Japan, with his military staff, and some 35,000 troops detailed for the annual maneuvers. Never can I forget tha glory of that early dawn, along the ridge of the southern hills, which IB EDWIN ARNOLD. sweep through all the length of coast, from Kamekura and lovely Enoshlma, over tha foot of splendid and stately Fuji Yama to Gotemba, Olso and Nara Itself. We were ad vancing up the steep paths, many thousand strong horse, foot and artillery but chiefly foot, to hold the long Wdge against some detested enemy deploying in the vast flats to the eastward and southward. Right ahead of us, In the center of the position, not far away, was a breakfast table roughly improvised out of four ammunition boxes, and over these thrown a richly embroidered tablecloth of silk purple in color, with golden klku the Imperial chrysanthe mum worked by hand upon it, the only touch of anything like luxury visible throughout the vast martial display. Though the sun was yet hardly high enough to touch the snow upon Fuji Yama with saffron and rose, his Imperial Majesty was there drinking tea from a small silver cup. The young sovereign was held, as one might easily see, ROCKING THE BABY. I hear bar rocking tha baby Her room is just next to mine And I fancy I feel tha dimpled arms That round her nck entwine, As she rocks and rocks tha baby, Jn tha room just next to mine. I hear her rocking ths baby Each day when tha twilight comes, And I know there's a world of blessing and lova In the "baby bye" sha hums. I can see the restless fingers Playing with "mamma's rings," And the sweet little smiling, pouting mouth That to her In kissing cliugs. As she rocks and sings to tha baby, And dreams as sha rocks and sings. I hear her rocking the baby, Slower and slower now, And I know she Is leaving her good night kiss On its eyes and cheeks and brow. From her rocking, rocking, rocking, I wonder would sha start. Could she know, through tha wall be tween us, She wns rooking on my heart? While my empty arms are aching For a form they may not press, And my emptier heart is breaking In its desolate loneliness. I list to the rocking, rocking. In the room just next to ruin, And breathe a tear In silence At a mother's broken shrine. For the woman who rocks the baby In the room just next to mine. Philadelphia Telegraph. tTTTTTTTTTT" rttlfMl miHvtHtlHtlf Sp OM knew Uttle about tha theatrf II cal section of the great city, but, latterly, ha had been reading a good deal of It, and felt that he was not wholly unversed in Its geography, Inhabitants and customs. Ever since Edith Blythe bad left Stautonvllle to go on the stage, Tom bad been a subscriber to and a devoted reader of all the dramatic and semi dramatic newspapers on which he could lay a hand. ftnea In a while, far down tha street, ba would spy soma one, who by tha poise of her bead or the manner In which aha walked, made him think for a moineut that she was Edith, but each time ba waa disappointed. Bat at last aha came, caught In the eddy of the crowd, and waa almost past him before ha could reach her side. They bad luncheon together; not at na of tha big restaurants full of peo ple who laughed too loudly and looked as though fhey were all meta and woman accustomed to eating and drinking too much, bat at a quiet place on tha avenue, which Tout bad discov ered daring previous visits. And at tha luncheon they talked talked of Staontonvllle, where nothing aeenjed to occur. zzzz'& La Rockttoucauli. tight of some great I can only recollect. have the honor to VANITY IS MODERN absolutely LOYALTY. By Sir Edwin Arnold. em woman, how will wash, what pay Its devoirs to that it will differ gowned, colffured, who takes (or thinks dally and nightly cialist, whose cult "I've been away for four years," said Edith,- with half a sigh, "but I don't Imagine that I should find the place changed so much after all, should I?" "Changed," replied Tom, with his hearty laugh, "nothing ever changes in Stauntonvllle." "You have not, at any rate." "I have not changed In any particu lar, I hope." "Not in anything, Tom?" Edith was not looking a', him as she asked this last question, but out of the window. Tha question was innocent enough In Its wording, but there was a llttla half minor cadence In her voice as she asked It that lent significance to the words. "Not In anything," he answered, very soberly. "I take the Stauntonvllle Clarion, Tom, and I have always been expect ing to read that you were married. Haven't you found the right woman yet?" "You know that I found the right woman long ago, Edith, and I am still waiting for her. I will always be waiting for her." "So. Stauntonvllle and you never change! I have been living in a world of constant change for so long that It seems strange to think of people who do not change." There was the same dreamy, half minor cadence In her voice, as of one w'ho was Indulging in retrospection and saw a pleasant, if not regrettable, vision. "But you, Edith, In your world of constant change, have also remained unchanged. You are what you were before Just Edith. And you know you are the only woman I ever loved or ever could love. Are you still de termined to make a career for your self upon the stage? I take It that you have been fairly successful, but do you never think It might have been better to have chosen the other life? You know It Is not too lata I art Always waiting for you." "I have been fairly successful," she replied, "and when I met you I was Just coming from rehearsal. I have been engaged to play the second role In the company of Miss , the star. And It begins to look as though suc cess were not far ahead of me. "But do you know that when I was engaged, Mlsa asked me to lunch eon with her and had a long talk with me. It seems that sha took soma sort of a fancy to me and was Instrumental In obtaining the engagement for me. "She asked me If I bad fully deter mined to make the stage my Ufa. work. and when I answered In tha affirmative she sighed. Then sha went on to tell me Just whit the life. In all Its drudg ery. Its uncertainty and Its destruction of noma tlea meant. "Sha aaked ma if I bad ever been la well, I mean I told her about you. She asked all aorta of questions about yon. and then then sha but yoa don't J know her, so why should yoa b Inter ested in what she said?" "Why should I ba Interested? Go in supreme reverence by all around, but a reverence which had In It passionate and unchanging affection as well au custom. In Japan national loyalty has not as yet divided Itself from the actual worship given to the dynasty whose origin loses itself, in the thoughts of forty-five millions of homogeneous people, amid the mysteries of the Invisible. Time was, of course and only a few years ago when such a proximity as ours to that divinely descended personage would have been impossible, incredible, madly presumptu ous. Three times afterwards even I myself had the privl lege of respectfully watching from near at hand the dark, serious, unchunging, introspective countenance of him upon whom is focused the absolute devotion of the Japanese peo ple, In a manner not only unparalleled elsewhere, but hardly even comprehended. It Is this traditional sentiment of the wonderful nation which Is the mightiest of all her forces, and which will bring her In honor and triumph out of all dangers. I shall not attempt to dwell upon what I have seen and heard personally of his Imperial majesty. Other pens may dare to make him Into paragraphs. Whenever I saw that silent potentate I was set thinking of the ancient legends, and of the sun goddess, and of Avaloklteswara. Now that It is still with something like awe, as well as with profound respect and sympathy, that I recall the steadfast brows and the stern, sad lips of his Imperial Majesty Mutsuhlto whose Order of the Rising Sun I bear, and of whom I am the humble servant and well wisher believing, as I do, that In his august hands Providence has placed the duty and the glory of Unking forever together the East and tha West In a union which onca appeared impossible. WOMAN'S HANDMAID. By Hrt, Desmond Humphrey ("Rita"). , There never was an age when woman's vanity was so Impressed upon the public mind and so paramount In her own. She seems to rule the press by her unqualified defects and her need of curing them. She la apparently wTongly made to begin with. That is a good sendoff for tha corset manufacturer and sn ail. vertisement for senseless Idiots who write of sixteen Inch waists as a desirable possession.. Has sheva good skin It must be creamed and massaged and electrified In order to keep it in condition. Hag she a bad one? Then she is more to be pitied, for every Journal she takes up offers her a remedy. Is she too slender? Lo! there appeals to her the Inventor of anatomical develop ment Is she stout? Are there not delectable tablets, and wondrous unguents for reducing Inartistic measurements to due proportion? Has she no color, or too much Reme dies for both defects flare before her sight In the columns of any feminine or unfemlnlna weekly that covers the bounteous book stalls! Does the shape of her nose, or the color of her hair, or the mole upon her chin offend her? She need no longer fear to "cast out," or remove, or have removed, any such personal unslghtllness. The handmaids of Vanity stand on every side. Is not this tha age of the worship of the beautiful? It Is an appalling thought, when one looks at the mod -much Is real and how much art? What will take off, and what sort of face will Morpheus? It Is only to be expected materially from that of the beautifully tinted, massaged and artificial beauty she does) twenty years off her age by service at the temple of the beauty spe she has built up and whose comfortable Income she supplies. There Is but one efficient method of preserving the skin preventing wrinkles, and defying gray hairs. The woman who would defy the ravages of time must never shed a tear, never worry over anything In life, and never lov or consider any human creature but herself! Thus will she achieve perennial youth and be able to smile defiance at beauty doctors and their nostrums. For, however ex cellent a cure may be, prevention Is a million times better. tight on and tell ma what she said. What did she advise you to do?" "Sha said that success, even success like hers and you know that she is one of the most popular actresses In the country was not worth the price one paid for It. That any woman had better marry and settle down In In a village like Stauntonvllle than ever achieve stardom. In short, she advised me to marry you." Tom leaned suddenly across the ta ble and took Edith's hand. Ha utterly forgot that they were In a public res taurant Fortunately they were cut off from the general view by a bank of palms, and their waiter, discretion personified, promptly retired when he saw that his presence was not wanted. "And you are going to marry me, Edith r "I have a very high opinion of Miss K , and attach much weight to her opinion," she replied, demurely. "But are you sure you still want me?" "I told you that thtngs neverchanged In Stauntonvllle. You must go back with me to the world where things never change. Just send Miss K a little note to the effect that you have taken her advice; it Is only a few blocks to "The little church around the corner," and we can leave for Staun tonvllle this afternoon." Indianapolis Sun. Early Precocity of Great Men. The young Mozart was seated In his cradle, composing a scherzo In B minor for the left band. "What doest thou, meln Ileber kind?' Inquired the coming maestro's mother, In very fair south Germanese. Tha child wonder waved hex aside with his chubby Hist "Mutter." he said In vexed though prattling tones, "you baf Interrupted da flow of chenlous. I waa chust hold ing a austainet seventh, sostenut cum largo, ven you proke in upon me mlt your Idle lnqulrtngs." He paused and rested his bulbous bead on hi tiny hand. 'I cannot take cop my work again yet I am not In da humorlngs for It Vara is my bottler' "It Is vanning in da ofen,' replied his doting parent 'I will prlng It so quickly." And as she stamped heavily from tha room tha child artist puckered his tiny lips and skilfully whistled, for tha first time in public, a wooden shoe march that was In perfect. rhythm with his maternal parent's ponderous foot step. Saving Bank Laws. It la anticipated that several of tha Southern State will soon pass savings bank laws similar to those of New York and the New England States. First of American Strike. Thre hundred shoemakers who truck for hlghr wages In Philadel phia la 1878 wer th first worklnjmen to adopt such tactics In this country. A man moat b might; crooked the dart to ft Into th peoitentUr. GEO. P. CROWELL, i Successor to E. L. Smith, istablithed House in itio valley DEALER IN Dry Goods, Groceries, Boots and Shoes, Hardware, Flour and Feed, etc. Th Is old-established house will con tinue to pay cash for all its gooila; it pays no rent; it employs a clerk, but does not have to divide with a partner. All dividends are made with cuetomeri in the way of reasonable prices. Lumber Wood, Posts, Etc. Davenport Bros. Lumber Co. Have opened an office in Hood River. Call and get prices and leave orders, which will be promptly filled. THE GLACIER Published Every Thursday $1.60 A YEAR. 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