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HE public -vagon-etto
In which Mar-
Jorie was to Jour
ney home ran aany
and Annanmouth, a
small seaside vil
lage much frequcnt-
.1 i eitmmat fnr
..V" ' CU 111 o""""'
its sra-bathiug, and
passed within half
a mile of Mr. Lor
raine's abode, which was just six
Scotch miles away from Dumfries Itself.
The starting place was the Doany Jaan
Commercial Inn an establishment Bald
to have been much patronized by the
poet Durns during his residence in the
south of Scotland; and hither Marjorlc.
after leaving her tutor, proceeded with
The wagonette was about to start;
and Marjorle hastened to take her
place. The vehicle was drawn by two
powerful horses, and could accommo
date a dozen passengers inside and one
more on the scat of the driver; but
today there were only a few going
three farmers and their wives, a sailor
on his way home from sea, and a couple
of female farm servants who had come
in to the spring "hiring." All there
had taken their seats; but John Suth
erland stood by the trap waiting to
hand Marjorle In. She stepped In and
took her place and the young man
found a seat at her side, when the
driver took the reins and mounted to
his scat, and with waves and .smiles
from the Misses Dalrymple, who kept
the Bonny Jean Inn, and a cheer from
a very small boy on the pavement away
At last the vehicle reached the
cross-roads where John and Marjorle
were to alight. They leapt out. and
puisued their way on foot, the young
man carrying a small hand-valiao,
Marjorle still holding her school books
underneath her arm.
Presently they came to a two-arched
bridge which spanned the Annan. They
paused just above the keystone. The
young man rested his valise on the
mossy wall, and both looked thought
fully down nt the flowing stream.
"It's many a long year, Marjorle.
since we first stood here. I was a bare
footed callant, you were a wean scarce
able to run; and now I'm a man. and
you're almost a woman. Yet bore's
the Annan beneath us, the same as
ever, and It will be the same when
we're both old always the 63 me."
Karjorie turned her head away, and
her eye3 were dim with tear3.
"Come away," 6he 6ald; "I cannot
tear to look at It! Whenever I watch
the Annan I seem to see my mother's
drowned face looking up at me out of
the quiet water."
The young man drew clcir to Ler,
and gently touched her hand.
"Don't greet, Marjorle!" he mur
inured softly; "your poor mother's at
peace with God."
"Yes, Johnnie, I ken that," answered
the girl in a broken voice; "but It's
sad. sad, to have neither kith nor kin,
and to remember the way my mother
died ay, and not even t be able to
guess her name! Whiles I feel very
lonesome, when I thlr.k it all o'er."
"And no wonder! Dut you have
those that love you dearly, for all that.
There's nt a lady in the country mrre
thought of than yourself, and wherever
your bonny face has come it has
As he spoke he took her hand in his
own, and looked at her very fondly;
but her own gaze was far away, fol
lowing her wistful thoughts.
"You're all very good to rae," she
said presently, "Mr. Lorraine, and Rclo
mon, and all my friends; but, for all
that, I miss my own kith and kin."
He bent his face tlose to hers, as he
"Some day, Marjorle, you'll have
house and kin of your own, and then
He paused, blushing, for her dear.
(ttadfast eyes were suddenly turned
lull upon his face.
"Wat do you mean, Johnnie?"
"I mean that you'll marry, and
Brightness broke through the cloud.
and Marjorle smiled.
"Marry? Is it me? It's early in the
day to think of that, at seventeen!"
"Other young lasses think of It, Mar
Jorie, and so must you. Our Agns
married last Martinmas, and the as
only a year older than yourself."
Marjorle shook br head, then her
face grew sad ar.iln a her eyes fell
upon Annan water
"l'a naebodv' aalrn," she cried,
"and shall be naebody's wife, John
nie." "Don't say that, Marjorle," an
swered Sutherland, still holding hef
hand and pressing it fondly. "There's
one that loves you dearer than any
thing else In all the world."
She looked at him steadfastly, while
his face flushed scarlet.
"I know you love me, Johnnie, ti3 If
you were ray own brother."
"More than that, Marjorle more, a
thousand times!" the young man con
tinued passionately. "Ah! It has teen
on my mind a thousand times to tell
you how much., Ever since we were
little lass and lad you've been the one
thought, and dream of my life; and if
I've striven hard and hoped to become
a painter, it has all been for love of
you. I know my folk are poor, and
that in other respects I'm not a match
for you, who have been broi3ht up as
a lady, but there will be neither peace
nor happiness for me in this world un
less you consent to become my wife."
As he continued to speak she had
become more and mote surprised and
more surprised aad startled. The
sudden revelation of what so
many people knew, but which she
fcerself had never suspected, came upon
her as a shock of sharp pain; si that
when he ceased, trembling and con
fused by the vehemence of his own
confession, she was quito pale, nnJ all
the light seemed to have gone out of
her beautiful eyes as she replied:
"Don't talk like that! You're not
serious! Your w.fe! I shall be 'nae
body's wife," as I said, but surely, sure
ly not yours."
"Why not mine, Marjorle?" he cried.
growing pale in turn. "I'll work day
and night; I'll neither rest nor sleep
until I have a home fit for you! You
shall be a lady O! Marjone, tell me
you care for me, and will make me
"I do care for you, Johnnie; I car
for you so much that I can't bear tj
hear you talk as you have done. You
have been like my own brother, and
"And now I want to bo sometfilns
nearer and dearer. Marjorle, speak to
me; at least tell me you're not angry!"
"Angry with you, Johnnie?" she re
plied, smiling again, and giving him
both hands. "As If I couil be! Uut
you must be very good, and not speak
of It again."
She disengaged herself and moved
slowly across the bridge. He lifted his
valise and followed her anxiously.
"I know what it is," he said sadly,
as they went on side by side together.
"You think I'm too poor, and you would
be ashamed of my folk."
She turned her head and gazed at him
In mild reproach.
'Ch, how can you think so hardly of
me? I love your mother and father as
if they were my own; and ns for your
being poor, I shouldn't like you at all
If you were ilch. But," 6he added gent
ly, "I like you as my brother best."
"If I could be always even that I
should not mind; but no, Mar.rie.
you're too bonny to bide alone, and If
any other man came and took you
from me. It would break my heart."
"What nonsense you talk!" she ex
claimed, smiling again. "As if any oth
er man would care. If I were twenty,
it would bo tine cnoush to talk like
that; but at seventeen oh, Johnnie,
you almost make me laugh!"
'"lell me one thing," he persisted;
"tell me you don't like any one better
than you lUe ri."
"I don't like any one half so well,
except, except Mr. Lorraine."
"You are sure, Marjorie?"
"Then I'll bide my time and wait."
By this time the village was in sight,
and they were soon walking along the
main street, which was as sleepy and
deserted as usual. Even at the tavern
door not a soul was to be seen; but tho
landlord's face looked out from behind
the window-pane with a grim nod of
greeting. A few houses beyond the
inn, Sutherland paused close to a small,
one-storied cottage, In front of which
was a tiny garden laid out In pansy
"Will you come in, Marjorio?" he
Marjorie nodded and smiled, and
without another word he opened the
garden gate, crossed the walk, and led
the way Into tho cottage.
S they entered the
door a loud hum
ming . sound came
upon their ears,
mingled with the
sound of voices.
Turning to the
right, they found
themselves on the
threshold of a
room, half parlor,
half kitchen, at one
end of which was a large loom, where
an elderly man, of grave and some
what careworn aspect, was bu&Ily weav
ing. Seated on a chair close to him
was a girl of about fourteen, dressed in
the ordlnaty petticoat and short gown,
and reading aloud from a book. At the
other end of the room, where there was
an open lngie and a fire, an elderly
matron was cooking.
Suddenly there was an exclamation
from the latter, who was the first to
perceive the entrance of tho newcom
ers. "Johnnie!" she 'ried, holding out her
arms; and in ano her moment she had
folded her sen in hr embrace, and was
kissing him fon llv
The young girl rose, smiling, book in
hand; the man ceased his weaving, but
remained quite still In his chair.
"Ye3, here I am, mother; and I've
brought company, as you see!"
"Hoo's a wP ye, Mar.rle?" cried ihe
matron, holding out her hand, t "IV a
treat, to see your bonny face. Sit ye
down by the Are!"
''! that my son?" said the weaver,
lo a deep, musical voice, but without
turning his head. His infirmity wai
now apparent he was stono blind.
John Sutherland walked across thi
room, gave his sister a passing kiss,
and placed his hand affectionately on
ttie old man s shoulder.
"It's yoursel. my lad! I ken yon noo.
I feel your breath about me! What
way did ye no write to tell us you were
on the road hame?"
"I was not sure until the last mo
ment that I could start so soon, but I
jumped into the train last night, and
down I came."
"Who's alang wf you?" asked the
weaver, smiling. "I'll wager it's Mar
"Yes. Mr. Sutherland." answered
Marjorlc, crossing the room and Join
ing the little group.. "I met Johnnie In
Dumfries, and we came homo together."
The weaver nedded his head gently,
and tho smile on his face lightened into
"Stand close, side by Bide," he said.
"while I tak a long look at balih o'
"While you look at us!" echoed Mar
jorie in surprise.
"Ay. and what for no? DInna think,
because my bodily een are blind, that I
canna sco weel wl the een o my soul!
Ay, there you stand, lass and lad my
boy John and Marjorle Annan; balth
fair, balth wl blue een; John prood and
glad, and Marjorie blushing by his
side; and I see what you canna see a
light all roond and abune ye, coming
oot o' the golden gates o' Heaven!
Stand still a wee and hark! Do ye hear
nothing? Ay, but I can hear! A
sound like klrk-bells ringing far awa'."
As he spoke he sat with shining face,
as if he indeed gazed on the sweet vis
Ion he was describing. Marjorle grew
red a3 Ore, and cast down her eyes;
for she was only too conscious of the
old man's meaning, and, remembering
what had taken place that day, she felt
constrained and almost annoyed. John
Sutherland shared her uneasiness, and
to divert the conversation into another
channel, he spoke to his young sister,
who stood smiling close by.
Marjorie, uneasy lest the old man's
dreamy talk should again ial:e an awk
ward turn, was determined to make her
"Good-byo now, Mr. Sutherland,"
she said, taking his hand In hers, "I
must run heme; Mr. Lorraine will be
And before any one could say a word
to detain her, she was crossing the
thresho;d of the cottage. Young Suth
erland followed her as far as the gar
"Marjorle," he said, "I hope you're
"No, no," she replied; "but I wish
your father would not talk as tf we
were courting. Johnnie. It makes rae
feel so awkward, and you know it Is
Old fo'.l: will talk." said John Suth
erland, "f Ld father only speaks out of
the fullness of his heart. He Is very
fend of you. Marjorle!"
"I know that, aud I of him that Is
why It troubles me to hear him talk
Thcro was a moment's pause; then
Sutherland sadly held out his hand.
"Well, good-bye. Just now. I'll be
looking ye up at the manse!"
"Good-bye!" she answered. "Come
soon! Mr. Lcrraine will be so glad
to see you."
So she hastened away, while Suther
land, with a sigh, stood looking after
her. ' He had loved her so long and so
silently, and now for tho first time In
his life he began to dread that she
might not love him in return. To him.
Just then. It 6eemcd as if all the world
was darkened, the blue sky clouded,
all the Bweet spring weather touchd
with a wintry sense of fear.
' . (TO B COTTINXtO.) : !
ORANGES WITH HORNS.
Horn Strarnre Varieties of tb Fruit
Crown by tli Chlnme,
The Chinese are very fond of mon
strous forms cf fruit and flowers, and
any departure from the normal form Is
usually cherished and highly valued.
In their gardens they have numerous
forms of monstrous oranges some
will produce fruit . with points like
fn gers, and are known as the Hand
Orange. Another form, says Meehan's
Monthly, has a long horn projecting
from the apex, and they are known as
the Horn Orange. Another variety,
which botanists have known by the
name of Cltru3 aurantlum dlstortum,
bears a fruit in the resemblance of a
cluster of sea shells. To one ignorant
of the laws of vegetable morphology,
these spells cf wandering from the
normal type are very mysterious, but
when it is understood that all parts of
the orange, as well as other fruits, are
made up cf what would have been
leaves or branches changed so as to
constitute the various parts of the
seed and seed vessels, and that a very
little difference In the degree of life
energy will change them into various
different parts that come to make up
the fruit, the mystery In a great meas
ure is solved. There are few branches
of botany whlc'i give the lover of fruits
and flowers so mi ci pleasure as the
study cf morphology.
A Mood I dm.
"I see from the war news," remarked
Mrs. Snaggs, "that several magazines
have been captured."
"Yes," replied Mr. Snaggs. "I sup
pose the object Is to prevent the ed
itors from filling their pages with war
artlcks for the next twenty-five years;
The countries relatively richest In
horses and horned catle are Argentina
and Uruguay. Australia has .the most
sheep; Servla has the greatest number,
of pigs to the population.
111S UKKAT lilO DLUFfc'.
HOW ONE MAN DISPERSED A
And Ilia Only Wfipon Wa ft 811 rer
Spoon An Incident of th Deliver
Itlota Home Ancleut U la tor of the
HIS Is a story of
how one man did
what a sheriff, a po
lice force, citizens,
and fire department
failed to do. Un
armed, save for a
silver spoon, and
unaslsted, he dis
persed a blood
thirsty mob bent on
murder and arson.
It was during the Chinese riots In
Demcr In tho year 1S30, the bloodiest
in Its history. The forged Gaifleld
Mcrey letter had been flashed over the
wires and Its contents served to fan
Into a raging fire the embers of hat
red that had been smouldering in the
breasts of many for the Chinese. Lit
tle groups of men gathered on the cor
ners and in the saloons to dhcass the
letter. When evening c me their num
ber had increased until un angry mob
filled the streets and made the air
blue with Its mutterlngs. When things
bad reached this 6tage a gigantic cow
boy In a red flannel shirt drove into
the crowd waving his lariat over his
head and shouting, "Let's burn the
rats out of their hole3." This was all
sufllciect to Inflame the crowd to
violence and to the Chlnse quarter of
the town they went.
There were probably 500 Chinamen
and Chinese women huddled together
In a lot of dens covering an area of half
a block. The different apirtments were
cornected by narrow secret passages.
These were typlc-1 dens of Chinese
vice and c-!me, and the fumes of opium
filled the air for a bl c't away. It was
a plague spot, and a menace to every
self resrect'ng citizen. As the officers
of the law fattered on It Its denizens
remained unmalested.. To thl3 place
the mob rushed howling and crying
for the "rats" to be burned out. Soon
they were beyond the control of the
police, and the ch!ef appealed to tho
sheriff. Three hundred citizens were
sworn In and armed with revolvers
and Winchester. The sheriff tried to
disperse the crowd by threats, per
suasion and by reading the riot act,
but they only hissed and hooted.
The Chinamen barricaded their
door3, ard not a sound came from
within save the orcslonal cry of a
woman. The nob fired at the doors
and the sheriff threatened to Are Into
the cowd. but a do7en Winchesters
were po'nted in his face and he sub
sided. Finally seme one set fire to the
old frame buildings and In a moment
the entire Chirese quarter was In
flames. The mob. maddened by the
sisrht. yelled and howled. They made
a rush on the doors ard with some
hpavy lumber broke them In and rush
cJ through. There were a few shots,
a few cries, and a few supplications.
They shot down the men as they rush
ed from the burning bulldlne. and then
rtraeped them cut by the queues. They
ficVed the little Chinese women up
In their arms and curled them out.
Ouantltlcs of silverware, cigars, liquor
and opium were found and confiscated
hy the rioters. What they could not
carry awiy with tbem was scattered on
the sidewalks. The fire department
came and turned the water on the
crowd, but some one cut the hose and
destroyed alike Its usefulness for ex
tinrulshing the flames and the ardor
of the mob. The plaintive cries of
the women and children were distinct
ly heard by the armed officers of the
law, but they stood paralyzed and did
nothing. The mob was drinking their
fill of blood and whisky, carrying
home rich booty, .or the shapely little
Chinese women, when four men came
out of the building, dragging a China
man by the queue. Cries of "shoot
him!" went up from the throats of a
hundred men, when a man, coatless
and hatless, rurhed into the midst of
the rioters. "You cowardly dogs!" he
l oared, with a voice that resounded far
above the yells and din of the crowd.
He reached back into his hip pocket
but, no it was empty. He saw some
thing glistening in the firelight at h!s
feet and pick it up unnotced. He put
it in his hip pocket and dashed up to
the four men. Pulling it from his
prc'iet he faced them. "Get out of
here, you , or 1 will kill every
ctward of you!" said he, waving it In
their faces. The men stood back
"I'll kill the first that lays
a finger on another Chinaman. Now
get. every coward of you."
He still waved his hand high in the
air, and its contents glistened in the
"It's Jim Moon," said one. No soon
er had the crowd rcognlzed him than
hey threw down their weapons and
ran, leaving standing alone against a
background of burning buildings and
cowering Chinamen, still waving his
hand and the silver spoon for it was
only a spoon over his head.
When the officers of the law came
out of their trance they realized that
the blood-thirsty mob had been scat
tered by one man with an ounce of
determination and a silver spoon.
Jim then threw down his Impro-
vifed phtol, had a hearty laugh at the
fire department and police, then went
up town and took a drink.
James X of England introduced the
fashion of turning up the brim of the
hat at the side and holding it in plac
I with a group of feathers and a diamond
ttuut m hwivtJ . o. lor ba of Mpeer'e
Philadelphia, Pa., Nov. 21, 1693.
Mr. Alfred Speer,
1'asf.uic. N. J.
Your (le)lcloun Sherry and Port I have
tried and they Hoem to uie equal. It not hu-ix-rlor.
to the no-called lmiK)rtcd wines,
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crtases ones Katixfaction In their use aud In
recommending them to other.
Very trulv yours.
Resentment neems to have been piven ns
by nature for defense only; It Is the safe
ty uar it of justice and the security of in
nocence. If people rould see their obituaries while
thev are Ktill living. It would encourage
them bo much that they might live longer.
It Is not putting things in the rl eh t place
that bothers a man ho much as hhdlng the
right place alter he has put things In it.
Speer'a IJrandy far Superior for Doctor'a
Detroit. Mich., D?C 20, 1898.
Alfred Specr, Esn.. Prest ,
Passaic, N. J.
I rind vonr Climax Urandy Is of exrellent
quality. In fact ko ini'ch Ko'lhat I shall re--.cribe
It in those cases wture a wtlmulant of
that character Is required.
Vt-rv trulv yours,
ft. C. Oun. M. D.
We learn wisdom from failure more than
from kucci'sm: ve often discover v hat will
do by nndint( out what will not do.
It Is easier to climb a hill on a bicycle
against a head wind than to ri le a furlong
ou asphalt with a punctured tire.
To Colorado Spring nd Taehlo.
Hnrlliigton ttnute via. Denver.
A through Slceplngcar tofolorado Springs
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The man who rides his bicycle with hU
head down will be followed by a procenslon
of mourning relatives ere long.
Some of the front pews may be found at
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To quit tobaccoeasiiv and forever, be mag
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The apjiearanee of a bicvele Is not always
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Kach ill fBculty overcome Is a. stepping stone
Less speed travels further than much brag.
Politeness costs little and yields much.
F.ne teeth lx get broad grins.
A mother who is in good physical condition transmits
to her children the blessings of a good
The child fairly drinks in health from its mother's
robnst constitution before birth, and, from a healthy
mother's milk after.
Is not that an incentive to prepare
Do you know tho meaninjr of what
Is popularly called those "long
ings," or cravings, which beset so
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There is something lacking in tho
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One woman wunts sour things,
another wants sweets, another
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The real need all the time is to
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to build up the entire generative
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If expectant mothers would fort
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Coe's Conch Tbilcam
In the olWt and l.et. It 111 hr. ak up a coM qnlokcr
tiiau kiiyUilntr cIm.-. It in leliabln. It) lu
A wrench left at home will not mend a
wheel broken on the road.
Mrs. Wlnalowr'sSootlilnir Hymp
Fwoil Id run tvlliliiu."OlU-ini the tMtum.feuuren Infant.
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Don't blame oth-r for petting rich oa
what you throw away.
I No-To-Hue for Fifty CMits.
Guaranteed tobacco habit cure, makes weak
men strong, blood pare. .c.tl. All druggist
1 Pride often wears sackcloth under Its
I know that my life was saved bv Plsoa
Cure tor Consumption. Jo in A- Aliiler, Aa
Sable, Michigan. April 'l, IHJ.
A plug In time Is like to save the price of a
for a healthy
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run. beml lor bouK of ti-Htlmonialu and lOflKjra
treatment Free. Wr. ll.n.iHKm'abOKs. aUaata, u.
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cured. -IM-puge bovk free.
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Lata rrlnclDal Exaralaar V. K. fenuoa Bureau
U Sia.iu um wtir,l&aujuui -mihk uit
SAVE fllG POTATOES
ft!., SUu kit,. Mill. -v M
PARIS GREEN SPRINKLERS.
(UllAY 8 PATENT.)
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prink mur. th ar I., a aar im
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of in o c a D i iiioinliraana.
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lTHcEfA1sCntMICM.cn. B' m or polMnuiu.
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or nrnt In plain wrapper,
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In tlm. fMl by rlrnirtri"ta.
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