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And gave to me a copy ' It was my sweetheart's face. So here it Is before me. Perfuming all the room Among sweet wild rose blossoms Which never cease to bloom. A picture and a frame Which sweetest, who can tell. The frame of June's fresh roses That from the magic spell Of her deft touch drew life. And seeing her blushed pink. Or her own pretty likeness Of whom It's sweet to think? With flowers for a frame 80 rare that nature's flowers Would wonder whence they came. Detroit Free Press. MISS THANKFUL. It seemed to be one of the- Ironies of "fate that her name should have been 3Iiss Thankful Hope. Strangers smiled instinctively at the name when they first met her, for to them there was so little in her narrow life to be thankful for, and nothing to hope for. And yet to those of the limited number who grew to know Miss Thankful the name was, After all, quite appropriate. She was a faded looking little woman of" 45, whose plain face was only re deemed by a pair of smiling brown eyes. She was a day seamstress and made enough to pay her board and usually to keep herself suitably clothed. It was a standing joke among the oth er boarders that no matter how dis agreeable the day Miss Thankful could always find something pleasant to be caid about it And, no matter how un prepossessing the last new boarder, Miss Thankful s kind heart was sure to dis cover some excuse. She had watched Florence, Mrs. Sim mons' young daughter, grow up into womanhood and bad shared her amid confidences and opinions about the dif ferent young men of the house, canfl- deuces which Florence would never have thought of telling her practical mother. There was something about Miss Thank ful which invited confidence, and the two were warm friends. It was a dull February evening, Blight snow was falling, and Miss Thank ful hurried along toward home in the early dusk. The windows were lighted tip and presented a tempting array of millinery, dry goods, flowers and con fectionery. But Miss Thankful did not notice any of them until she tamed into Bond street, and there she walked slowly, coming to a standstill at last in front of Cooper & Cooper's large dry goods house. She smiled us she looked in at the window. "Yes," she said softly, "it's there yet I made sure it would be sold. So cheap too. Only $1.50." She was gazing at a bine satin party bag, lined with delicate pink, one of those dainty French affairs which always catch a woman's eye if she has any soul for pleasing effects. "I can't afford a new dress this year. That three weeks I was sick last month put that out of the question, and so it does seem as if I could bny that bag if I want to. Only it would be silly downright silly I" and she sighed "I never bad anything as pretty as that Maybe that's why I seem to have set my heart on it Even my dresses have been brown or black. They last better. . "I've had a kind of brown and black life anyway. But there now, that sounds complainin, and I've no cause to com plain. The Lord's been good to me and prospered me right along. " "Good evening, Miss Thonfkul, " said a cheerful voice at her side. "Bight nice window. Our trimmer beats any in town. Lota of pretty things, too," he added, with the pardonable pride of a head clerk. ' "Good evening, Mr. Jones," answer ed Miss Thankful "Yes, I was Just looking in at the goods. I" she hesi tated "was just noticing that blue satin bag over there in the corner see?" "Oh, yes, that pretty bag. Pretty thing. Cheap too. I know a good piece of satin when I see it Funny it was not sold today. Will bo tomorrow likely. " Miss Thankful felt her desire to pos sess the bag increasing. "On yourway home? Let me take your umbrella, " and they walked on to gether. Miss Thankful had a decided liking for this one f the boarders, partly be cause he never forgot to show her the same courtesy that he would show to Florence or any younger woman. And this is very gratifying to a woman who has no claim to youth or beauty. He was a timid yourur man. with a All Free. Those who have used Dr. King's New Discover? know its value, and those who have not, have now the op portunity to try It, free. Call on the " advertised Druggist and get a trial bot tle, free, send your name ana ad dress to H. E. Bucklln & Co., Chicago, and get a sample box of Dr. King's New Life Pills, free, as well as a copy of Guide to Health and Household In structor, free. All of which Is guar anteed to do you good ana cost you nothing. At Humphrey's Drugstore, colorless mnstsxTne and crab- "nair,. srno talked with a jerk, bat Miss Thnn'.fnl always liked him. When they reached the boarding house, she went rery thoughtfully n. to her room. Mr. Jones bad cucoursed most of the way upon the amiable qual ities Florence possessed, all of which re marks she had heartily secoadMd. When she had lighted the- gas, she sat down. with the thoughtful expression still on her face. I wonder." she said "I do just wonder. But he would never under the shining sun have the courage to tell her," and she smiled Mr. Jones a name 1 do abominate, and Florence so pretty and him. with, those colorless eyes and washed out hair I But then he is just as kind as he can be, and X make no doubt would be a good provider. " The next night when Miss Thankful came into her room she turned oa both the gas jets an unheard of extrava gance. She carried a small parcel done np In tissue paper, and before she step ped to take off her bonnet she went c"7 to the bed and untied the package. It was the blue satin party bag. "It's a lot prettier than it was at the store," she said, smiling at it where it lay spread out on the white cover in all the arrogance 01 assured Deaury. Those pink roses are lovely. I'm silly as I can be. I know that well enough I That's why I asked Mr. Jones not to speak of my getting it Maybe next summer I can have a lawn with a little blue sprig in it This would go beautifully with that I don't think I'm too old for a lawn on a hot day, and I'm just glad I got it so there I" Then she wrapped up the bag and put it away in her trunk. After supper Florence came np to visit her, and Miss Thankful was tempted to tell her about it But she was full of her own plans, and the bag was not mentioned. ' 'There is to be a party tomorrow even' lng at Mary Moor's It's the 14th, you know, " said Florence happily. "I am going to wear my blue cloth dress. I've worn it a lot Miss Thankful, but moth er says I may have a new sash. That will freshen it up. But oh, I wish, I do wish I could have a party bag that I saw down in Cooper's window. It was a light bine and lined with pink. Such a beauty I I wish you had seen it I can't have anything but the sash, though, and so there is no use in wish ing." "I did see It" said Miss Thankful, "and it was pretty. I sorter wished for it myself." Florence laughed "Oh, of course, yon would not want it but if you had seen it 20 years ago yon might have. she said, with the serene thoughtless' ness of youth. Miss Thankful grew silent. "Mr. Jones has asked me to go to evening servioe twice lately," she went on presently. "I think he Is about the best looking young man here, don't you, Miss Thank ful? He never talks much, but I suppose he thinks a great deal I used to think he disliked me, he stammered so when ever I spoke to him, but I guess it was just because he didn't feel acquainted And then followed a recital of Mr. Jones' sayings. After she had gone Miss Thankful sat for a long, long time in front of the grate, with sad dreamy eyes fixed on the fire. She was going over in her mind a time 25 years before. ' 'He was nothing like Mr. Jones, ' ' she said ' 'He was good looking and so tall, but he was just as timid and I acted as careless and indifferent as I knew how. Girls are foolish creatures. He never got up the courage to tell ma And then we moved away, and that was all No other man ever looked at me, and I can't say as I want them to. " She undressed slowly. She felt old This looking back at one's youth has a tendency to make one feel old if it lies 25 years behind one When she was all ready for bed she opened the trunk and took out the party bag. She opened the door and listened Everything was still in the dim hall Florence's room was only a few doo away. Miss Thankful slipped noiseless iy along, and when she reached 1 - door she hung the ribbon over the knob and as softly stole back. She had put no card in the bag; there. was no need, Florence would kr who sent it and then she went to ...d and to sleep. The next morning Florence knocked at the door almost before Miss Thank ful was dressed and came in with a flushed happy face. Oh, Miss Thankful, " she cried, "I have hod the loveliest gift I What do you think that blue satin party bag I Of course Mr. Jones sent it I asked him last night if it was sold yet and he grew just as red and stammered so. I know why now. Mother says I may keep it and I wrote him a note of thanks this morning and put it under his plate. That was the easiest way of thanking him. He is having an early hreoHast now, so I thought I would wait and go down with you this time. " And she fluttered about the room in happy excitement Meantime Mr. Jones was in a very uncertain and puzzled state of bliss. The note had thanked him for his beau tiful gift but neglected to tell what the gift was. He left the house without being able to get a glimpse of Florence. At noon there was another tiny white missive under his door. But this, much to his disappointment proved to be from Miss Thankful liear Mb. Jongs Florence thinks you sent that satin bag. It would be dreadful for her to know differently after thanking you for It, For ber sake, please do not ever tell her that you did not. i our friend, tbankfct. hops. Mr. . Jonc studied this note with smiling eys. "For her sake, " that clause gave him a quick thrill of pleasure. She would be sorry to find out then, that it was not his gift He must answer Florence's note, and this was tho result of a half dozen at tempts: Deab Miss Florxitcb That bag could not hold the valentine I would like to give you if I dared. It is the blftsest and homeliest valen tine a yonng ldy ever got. If you care to have ne tell yon 'boat It, please carry the blue satin uag when you come down to dinner. ERASrusJotrss. He could hear Florence singing in her room, and he called the bellboy and sent the note to her. "There now, " he said when this had been accomplished "if It had not been for Miss Thankful I would never have had the grit to send that and what's more, I believe Miss Thankful knew it bless her! "If Florence does have that blue thine on ber arm, I'U give Miss Thankful toe very best dress' that Cooper tt Ceaper have in the store. " And Miss Thankful got the dress.- Ann. Demlng Gray in Hartford Coarant THE tVcWNO ST Aft By the rapt ardor of mj gaas I sooght to hold the renins' star Above the dark bortaon bar. Where, lampllke, swung Us mellow Mass. But toward ths deepening glow tt And nearer to the crimson belt Wherein the amber affluence melts Seeking for heavens fresh and new. Bo sooght I ones to hold a soul. Fair as ths holy star f night, Above the earth line, la mr sight. Br foros ef Love's supreme control. But giorrward It dipped and drew. Nor staid for ardor of mr gase. Passing from oat smr earthly way To those- far heavens which are the -Mrs. Merrill E. Gates m Youth's CoaBganlna. A LOYAL HINDOO. My serrant Sajad was by no means an extraordinary fellow. I picked him up in Benares one scorching afternoon in midrommfT, I was in want of a kit- mutgar, and he seemed to have nothing to do. fie could not speak one word of English, and to tell the truth, that was the first and only recommendation upon which I engaged him. In religion he was a Mussulman, but he was far from being devout Indeed I very soon rated him as rather below the average in everything. However, as I did not require anything remarkable, we got on well enongh to the end, for he followed me, poor fellow, to his death. Steal? Most decidedly. He would in variably steal anything belonging to me that attracted his fancy. If I discovered it and went about it in the right way, I could usually get it back. ' Sajad never left me for an hour from the time he entered my service. He fol lowed me all day and slept on a rug at my door or lay on the Band at my feet or just outside my tent at night as the case might be, and he received just as many lectures on veracity and made just as many promises as the time allowed but I am sure that he told me just as many lies the last week of his life as he did the first week he was with m& It is as much the nature of the oriental to lie and steal as it is of a dog to bark at a horse or of a cat to help herself to cream. One who expects too much Is apt to give credit for too little. That may be the reason the Hindoo has such a bad reputation in the minds of some who mean to be just or even generous. Many a good turn Sajad did me right in the line of those two traits. It takes a rogue to catch a rogue, and I know that he saved me from being robbed by oth ers many times over for all that he took himself, while he would detect a lie in what any one else told me as quickly as a negro boy m old Virgin' would spot a ripe watermelon. We were marching. through theTerai once with a small detachment A sol dier was leading my horse, while I walked upon one side of the path, fol lowed at a little distance by Sajad, hunting for a bird I had shot and which had fallen in the tall grass. Suddenly there was a cry from those behind I looked - quickly over my shoulder. A hooded cobra, disturbed by the commo tion I was making, had risen out of the grass just behind me. His flat head and flaring hood were already thrown back for a final fling at me. His half open mouth was within three feet of my face when my eyes rested upon It If I turn ed I should only expose more of my face. If I lifted a hand he would strike it quicker than lightning. There was no chance to get away, and 1 was utterly helpless. Before I had time to think a second thought however, Sajad made one leap from where he was standing, and be fore his feet had touched the ground he had brought his staff about with a sharp whir as it out the air, too quick even for a snake to dodge, and the next in stant the cobra's body was writhing in the grass, while his head completely severed fell at my feet Had Sajad waited an instant he would have been too late. No one else could have reached me, yet if he bad missed his aim or the snake had dodged his own life would have paid the forfeit No one knew it better than Sajad hut he took the chance and saved my Ufa He had in his girdle at the time a bright colored silk handkerchief which he had stolen from me, and only that morning had solemnly declared that he knew nothing about it Up in the hills one afternoon I was ly ing on a low tent bed taking a nap, when Sajad saw a poisonous insect a kind of scorpion, crawling over my pil low. He had nothing near to use as a weapon and no time to lose. He caught it in his naked hand and threw it out of the tent door. I woke in time to see it flying through the air, and hurrying out killed it before it got away. I called to Saiad to ask if he had es caped a sting, and receiving a cheerful reply in the affirmative thought no more about it till, chancing to enter the tent softly and unexpectedly, I found him sucking the back of his right hand for dear Ufa He stopped the instant he saw me and put the hand behind him. The poison had already begun to take effect The hand and arm were swell ing, and before long Sajad was lying on the floor writhing in agony. The only antidotes I had were ammonia and whis ky. Sajad knew the contents of both bottles, for he had the care of all my traps. I did my best for him with the ammonia, but utterly in vain I pleaded begged, commanded that he take the whisky. He would not touch it Why? Only because he was a Mussul man. No matter how intense his agony or determined my command he put his well hand over his mouth and shook his head He felt sure that he was dying, and he believed my assertion that the whisky might save him, but that made no difference. 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The moment that at touched his lipa, he Struggled away, clutched his Ups with bis hand and shook his head I believe the tery fear that I should succeed in giving him the whisky kept him alive-till the poison began to lose its power. At all events he did not die. Sajad was as. fond 01 hunting as L Many a time w two slipped away from camp la the gray of early morning. Once, just before dayUght I was out with my shotgun in a thinly wooded jungle mil from camp upon the shore of a small lake, waiting for birds. It was just any luck. Because I came prepared for birds, there was not one in sight but three beautiful antelope came down to, drink within a hundred feet of us. I locked at the shotgun in disgust Then aookedt again at the antelope. It was exasperating. I was determined to have a ahotat ay rate, and in the hope that I might stun one of them or at least bewilder him for an instant I whisper ed to Sajad to be ready with his knife and make a dash the moment I fired Cautiously I raised the gun to my shoulder and was pressing the trigger, when 8ajod touched me and whispered: "Wait, sabibl Look there!" I looked And my shotgun fell At a slight angle, but Jittle more than half way between us and the antelope, there crouched a royal Bengal tiger. A single glance was sufficient He was surely a man eater. Evidently he had been on the point of satisfying his hunger with an antelope when he caught sight of us. He was within an easy leap of the deer, but was deliberately turning away and facing us. The motion startled the doer, and they bounded off, but the tiger paid them no further attention. The huge creature opened his great jaws till his head seemed nothing but a red yawn ing gullet bordered by long, ragged glistening teeth, and with a savage snarl he began to approach us. There was no need of looking about for a place of safety. The jungle was iparsely wooded at the best and the largest tree we had passed in coming from camp would not have borne even Sajad's weight 10 feet from the ground Sajad had only his hunting knife, I nothing but my shotgun. "One of us must go, sahib," Sajad muttered without taking his eyes from the tiger. "If we run together, we shall both go. He will overtake us in a mo ment Let Allah decide as it is written in our foreheads. Bun that way for your life, sahib. I will run this way. Be quick, before he comes nearer I" There was no time for thought It teemed a fair proposition, and even as he spoke the Hindoo started at the top of his speed away. It was useless stand ing still or following him, and acting upon his suggestion I started in the op posite direction. After running a rod or two I looked over my shoulder The tiger had made leap, and was just landing, already crouched for another spring. He was following me I I will not admit that I hoped he would follow Sajad hut I did hope that he would not choose ma It amounted to the same thing. I started on for one more desperate struggla I was doomed I knew it f--f ectly well yet while there is life th.ve is hope, and I ran as I never ran be- f ora I resolved to go as far as I could and then whirl about and give the tiger a charge of fine shot full in the f aca It might put out his eyea There was at least that possibility to hang a desperate hope upon, and throwing my gun to my shoulder I turned The tiger was not there I Looking farther back, I saw his tawny hide in the underbrush. Instant ly it rosa He was making a leap, but it was not toward ma One thrill of gratitude shot through my veins, when my heart stood still with horror. There was one sharp yelp as the huge form swept through the air, and crushing the leaves and branches as it fell landed up on the prostrate figure of Sajad silently waiting for the blow. I stood there petrified the cold per spiration dripping from my forehead There was not a sound from Sajad There was only one fierce howl from the tiger; then all was still It was only an instant but in that In stant we two, my Hindoo servant and 1 stood out before me in very bold re lief. I had run for my life, knowing that the chances lay between us two and hoping at least that the tiger might not follow ma He had run, too, knowing that the chance lay between us, and be cause the tiger did not follow him he had come back again and tempted him called him away from me and given his life for mina He was a poor benighted heathen and only an average sample of his kind He could not help stealing pretty things. He could not stop telling lies. But surely he was a truer, braver, no bler man than L and if the image "f God con be found today in any of W creatures it would require no very deep theologian to decide which of us two betrayed it least profaned Henry Wil- lard French in Romance. 'ABSENT. Bhe never sold, "Lost Is my dearest one," The phrase Not living" would nave nusoea her song Of faith. How could his silent voyage seem long When she, whose Joyless days had new be gun. Sold "Absent" with a smile which meant the sun Was only dimmed by clouds? Then, If a throng Of painful thoughts pressed hard. It made her strons To think how he would wish life's duties done. In her sweet face, where grief had left its seam. A tender gladness dawned as years took fllirht And brought the meeting near. Nor did she dream That from her trusting heart there shone a light For eyes too weak to bear the larger gleam That led her on, as stars redeem the night Mary Thacher Higginson. A NARKOW ESCAPE. Just before the war broke out between France and Germany I arrived in the latter country with the view of studying at one of the southern universities. In the meantime, however, I was spending a few weeks at Frankfort-on-the-Main, where I found much to interest me, and especially in regard to the early life of Goethe, who was born thera But the pleasure of the sojourn was greatly damped by the trouble the police gave ma At this time, although well acquaint ed with German grammatically, I could sneak but a few words of the languaga Knowing French, however. I managed to get'on pretty weU,. ail tile waiters in the hotels and cafes knowing something of that tongue, and most of the trades people talking it a Hula Havirg be sides spent a Uttle time previously in Paris, I had perhaps become somewhat Frenchified I had to-this extent any waythat I wore my hair rather short and waxed the ends of my mustacha To this circumstance and. to the fact that I spoke French in preference to either English or German must I imagine, be attributed the annoyance, and even trou ble, to which I soon, began to be sub jected When I first took, np my temporary abode in the imperial city, I made the necessary announcement of my intention to the police. I made it from the Hotel Garni, in which I first installed myself. I made it again from the private lodging I hired I repeated it when I removed to more commodious and salubrious quarters in the suburbs of the city. But all this was-not enough. I had no sooner settled down in my new quarters nay, before load time thus to settle down I was honored by one of the gen try with the nickelhanbe and sword vrho pass for policemen in that land of soldiers. He generally; commenced by asking my name and profession, where I was bom, who was my father and who my mother, what I came to the fatherland for and other similar Questions. While thus catechising me he would take mi nute stock of my apartment His visit would be followed in a day or two by that of another officer, who would put me through the same or a very similar catechism. Then, by way of variation. I would be summoned to one of the dis trict police stations places more like barracks than anything else there to be again subjected to a perfect enfilade of questionings and cross questionings. These were all the more perplexing be cause of my inability to express myself in German and my tormentors' ignorance of either French or English. This went on, as I say, for some time, till in fact I was at my wits' end to know what it all meant I asked several of my friends, but they could not en lighten ma I proposed to shut the door in the face of the next pickelhaube that called and refuse to respond to the sum mons of the next inspector or what ever he might be of police. But the bare suggestion of such a course horri fied my friends, for Frankfort was then a conquered city and was treated as such. They informed me that to act in such a way would be regarded as tanta mount to high treason, and that as the result I might find myself in prison or else conducted with scant ceremony over the frontier. Finally I had a summons from the chief of police himself. He was a major of the Prussian army and was a toll broad shouldered and very austere look ing personage. My first interview with this gentleman lasted over half an hour. He asked me if I had ever been in the army, used a rifle, played with the sword; if I knew Paris, Bordeaux, Saras burg; where I was born, where my mother was when I was born (a literal fact), if I had any brothers and sisters; their names, and so forth. A second, third and even a fourth time I was closeted with this same func tionary, each time being plied with more and more perplexing, and as they seemed to me, absurd questions. On the occasion of one of these visits I was asked to produce a photograph of my self,' if I had ona As I happened to have one which had been taken a little while previously in Paris, I forwarded this with my compliments to the major, with the hope that when he wished to look upon my face again he would sat isfy himself by gazing upon my "coun terfeit presentment" instead Finally I became so tired of these in quisitions, and as I had reason to be lieve, private examination of my papers when I was out that I was sincerely thinking of relinquishing my real pur pose of becoming acquainted with Ger man philosophy and making a Uttle money by newspaper correspondence. I had gone so far as to give my landlady notice to quit when suddenly a change came over the scene. Responding one day to a summons from the major, I was agreeably sur prised to find the worthy fellow in a re-i markaoiy gooa nnmor. no sue axe me oy the hand, as though I hod long been his) dearest friend smiled all over his face, assured me that I was all "goot" and "recht " and so dismissed me more per plexed than ever. Very soon afterward war was de clared and in the turmoil danger and excitement that ensued I well nigh forgot the annoyance and frequent in convenience I had been put to by the suspicions of the police. Possibly should have thought no more about them and have quite forgotten them by this time but for an incident that occurred shortly after the close of the war. I was again in Frankfort paying short visit to friends. One evening was at a party given by a lady residing in the city. While engaged in canversa- 1 tion with the editor of one of the local papers the hostess approached me and said: 'Allow me, Mr. , to introduce yon to my very good men a, (joionei Gutsmicht" I turned to be introduced and who should I see before me but my friend the major, formerly the chief of polioe at Frankfort! We both smiled as we recognized each other. ' "Ah, you have met before, then?" said the lady. , We both replied in the affirmative. "Then I will leave you to yourselves.-' You do not need any introduction from ma" The colonel had been through the war and had distinguished himself greatly. During our conversation I said: "I wish you would tell me, colonel why you paid me such constant and un remitting attention when I first came to Frankfort". "Ah, yes, you would like to know!" he said "Well come to my office to- jtt - n-A. I.Tcill shew rex. That Complexion Preserved DR. HCBRA'S VIOLA-CREAM Bemoves FreeMes, Pimples, Liver . Moles, Blackheade 8m bora and Taa, and re stores the skin to its origi nal freshness, producing a clear and healthy com- .IawI'm, CnnArta tA all faM preparations and perfectly harmless, At all fcugglsts, or mailed lor socta Send tor lrcular. VIOLA H KIN SOAP t "Wr lis pirlftlni Smo, WM ftc tk. WW ul rttMU ml at IM G. C. BITTNER 4 CO.. Toledo, t will" he better rtan felling" you. " Ee added, with broad smile. He gave the address of his office, which was still connected with the po lios, and I called there on the following moming. After a few minutes conversation on the subject of the war and our experi ences in connection therewith Colonel Gutsmicht remarked: Bat you wish, to be enlightened in regard to the attentions people paid to you when you first came among us?" I replied: that it would gratify me very much, to, be enlightened on the subject He thereupon: unlocked a drawer in his escritoire,, and after a Utile search drew forth. & small bundle of papers tied together with tape. Undoing these. he banded to. me a photograph and said: "That L think, is your photograph, Mr. ?" At first I thought it was, but on look ing a second time I saw that it was not and said "No, colonel, that is not the photo- graph I gave you a year er more ago, ! but it seems to me. it is so much like myself that it might very well pass for ma" "I beg your pardon. This, then, wiU beyoBis." Hft handed me another, which was the seal one I had given him. 1 compared the two and was really astonished at the resemblance they bore to each other. "Can you wonder, " asked the colonel, "that we took you for some one else? 'I can't" I said tho some one else, and what did you want ..rm.1- l.jijj 1 ., i:j IV. 1 iiU.uiui,iuu, repmw u ui- oneL taking the photograph of my don- ble and speaking with great deUbera- tion, "this individual was an Alsatian and was wanted as a spy. He gave us a great deal of trouble ho was so clever. We took you for him. We were almost certain you were the though we were considerably nonplused by your apparent innocence of all knowledge of arms and military matters. But though we had our doubts yon would probably have suffered had we not found the right man in the nick of tima " I "Suffered?" said L "In what way?" "In this way," replied the colonel,' and he made as though tightening a rope beneath his right ear, at the same time emitting a sound like the dropping of a catch or bolt I I comprehended his meaning. I had very narrowly escaped hanging as a sup-' posed spy. It was gratifying, but made my blood run cold I ' 'We were much troubled with French spies about that time and had to be se- vere with them, " added the polioe offl - ciaL with a shrug of the shoulders, as he put away the papera and photographs. I " xou now know the reason ol the Uttle attentions we bestowed noon vou,"' Alfred J. Story in MiUioa J What is Castoria Is Dr. Samuel Pitcher's prescription for Infanta and Children. It contains neither Opium, Morphine nor , other Narcotic substance. It is a harmless substitute for Paregoric, Drops, Soothing Syrups, and Castor Oil. j It is Pleasant. Its guarantee is thirty years use by Millions of Mothers. Castoria destroys "Worms and allays feverishness. Castoria prevents vomiting Sour Curd, cures Diarrhoea and Wind Colic. Castoria relieves teething troubles, cures constipation and flatulency. Castoria assimilates the food, regulates the stomach and bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. Cas toria is the Children's Panacea the Mother's Friend. Castoria. M Castoria Is an excellent medicine for chil dren. Mothers have repeatedly told me of its good effect upon their children." D. Q. C. Osgood, Lowell, Mass. " Castoria Is the best remedy for children of which I am acquainted. I hope the day is not far distant when mothers will consider the real Interest of their children, and use Castoria In stead of the varlousquack nostrumswhlch are destroying their loved ones, by forcing opium, morphine, soothing syrup and other hurtful agents down their throats, thereby sending them to premature graves." Da, J. F. Kihchiloz, Conway, Ark. The Centanr Company, TT DO YOU KEEP 8T Cure Cramps, Colic, Cholera- Horbus and all PRICE, 25c 50c, li'lfiulsiii In plain wrapper. Addre8sBIXKVJEaEIi0.,MasoinaTeinilelCBICA(HJk. spot sate in napoieon.uDy Stock Raise's, Tanners, Lmbermeii, Miners. Manufacturers Merchants, PERSONS tool jig for locations sre fi ted to investigate the oppovtriitee olered to all classes la one of the most reeo?ree-.al States in the Union. Add -ess tbe Sce'eiai ' of the Board of Trade, G,eat Fsl's, Mont., 8o.eli of Board of Trade, Kal'spell. Most., Secretary of Bosid of Trade, Helena, Mont., 6ecretaty or Trade, Batte, Mont., or F. 1. Whltiey, . P. T. A., (i. H. By., St. Paul, Minn. The StralghUst-rtea. - The straightest thing in nature or art is a ray of light when, passing through a medium cf uniform densi Hence the eye is r abled to test the ttraight neas of an ege or tube by holding it as nearly as possible coincident with a ray of light, such part as departs from ftraightneas then Intercepting the ray and causing a shade to be cast upon oth er parts. It is not known at what early period in the history of mankind the discovery was mado that straightness could be thus determined It is certain that thousands of mechanics use the method daily without being able to give a rational explanation of it This primi tive mode of testing straightness, on ac count of its great convenience and ac curacy, is likely to continue in use to the end of the world Engineering Mechanics. A Capital Dsdt. "Why, man, your novel has run into the third edition already. How is that?" "It is quite simple. I advertised in ) Pape 'or a wife who resembles the heroine of my novel " Rheinisch WestfaUsches Tageblact Although it is not claimed that Ayrs Sar ssparilla cares every ill to which flesh is heir yet, as a matter of faot, it eomes nearer doing; this than other medicine ever compounded, in purifying the blood, it removes the souree of nearly all disorders of the human system. Is tt tbrrVct? The Outlook -asotes Mr. Howells as savins that such phrases as "seeing 7 the window, I stopped to He maintains that WUMUmiuutuiiTO ia. J"" 1 . V. ! .4 1. ttT aow tnvt iml .topped," and that the other form is one of tce common errors. Mr. Howells is an able writer and elegant 'scholar, but most people, when they stop to talk, preier to do so through I the means f ordinary colloquialisms. rather than by standing up on learned ; JS'TL betnanera, 1 A measure whieh provides that any 1 oriiseni irom vne jaousej w uiiubkuis to the House of Lords for its action, and not returned within a month, shall become a law, has been introduced by Henry Labouchere in the British Com mons, If King Solomon was alive be would now say: "Go to the traveling man, learn bis waj i and be wise." Mr. 0. W. Battell, a Cincin nati traveling man representing the Queen City Printing Ink Co., after suffering in t2nely for two or three days with lameness of the sholder, resulting from rheumatism, compktely cured it with two applications of Ch mberlain's Pain Balm. This remedy is 1 1 uning a wide reputation for its prompt cures of rheumatism, lame back, sprains, !gweIlin B8 an(1 iameneg8. 50 cent bottles , , , . . BrB lot D JPy, napo.eon, Ohio. lm Castoria. " Castoria Is so well adapted to children that I recommend It as superior to any prescription known to me." B. A. Aiohik, M. D., Ill So. Oxford St, Brooklyn, N. T. " Our physicians in the children's depart ment have spoken highly of their experi ence In their outside practice with Castoria, and although we only have among our medical supplies what Is known as regular products, yet we are free to confess that the merits of Castoria has won us to look with favor upon it." Uimxo Hosprrib airo Dispesbabt, Boston, Mass, Axles C. Smith, Fret., Murray Street, New York City. U THE HOUSE? Bowel Complaints. and $1.00 A BOTTLE. ' MANHOOD RESTORED! faaranteed to e ure at 1 nervous diseases, sucb as Weak Memory, Loss of Brmla ower. 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