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feelne; the Sight. Even Itt those days of lllcrat o1 urn tlon the young Women sometimes show fcow confused lire Jhe Ideas shut up In their heads. Itluslrntlvo ot this Is the rwtive blunder which Edmondo de Amlcls recounts In hi story of n voy age from Conon to Buenos Ayres: The cnptaln of tho steamer which enmbrt the charming young blun derer among Its passengers mot her one morning and anlii: Slgnorlna, wo cross the tropic of can cer, to-day." "Oh, Indeed!" she cr'.ed with enthn nl.isiu, "Then we shall see something at lr.st." 1 1 FEARFUL BURNING SORES. Dor Misery 1 Years F.mi Roisa , Scales, Kchlnc and Ia . flamed Cored by Callrir. "Cutlcura bus put a atop to twelve years of misery I passed with my son. As an Infant I noticed on his body a rod spot nd treated same with dlffer nt remedies for about five years, but " when the spot began to get larger I put blm under the core of doctors. Under their treatment the disease spreud to four dlffcrei't parts bf bis body. During the day It would get rough and form like scales. At night It would be cracked. Inflamed and bad ly swollen, with terrible burning and itching. One doctor, told me that my con's eczema was Incurable, and gave It op. I decided to give Cutlcura trial. When I had used the first box of Cutlcura Ointment there was a great Improvement, and by the time I had used the second set of Cutlcura Remedies my child was cured. lie la now twelve years old, and bis skin is an fine and smooth as silk. M fennel .Steinman, 7 Smnnor Avenae, Brooklyn, Queen 'Alexandra possesses a tea ser vice of sixty pieces, each piece being decorated with a different photograph which she took herself Id Scotland, How to Hake Toae Milch Cow More Pro II table. 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Craekt Most men cannot walk la a straight line with their eyes ojien, and none ever lived that could do so with hia eyes shut Try It. It Is an aged say- Jng that a man follows bis uose, and there never was a nose since Adam that stood straight in front of a face. AH of us are s filleted with either sin- Istrotorslon or dextrotorslon that Is, In walking we recr either to the left -or to tbe right. It cannot be helped. Set up two posts on the lawn and bet a million that no man or woman In the crowd can walk from one to the other without anfractuoslty. There's a swell word for you. Anfractuosity that's where you get a wiggle on walk wab bly. Bangor (Me.) News. tfalaae Babies' Ilotel. . " In one of the squares in the West Cud of London Is va unique Institu tion known as "Tha Babies' Hotel,' where children whose parents have no London home or who are compelled to five out of England for a time are placed by tbe day or by the year. The bouse is arranged for tbe re ception or nine children rroru one month old up to seven or eight years of age, and Is intended for the chil dren of Indliiu ollirers, and others on foreign service, widowers, widows, guardians, trustees, missionaries, co lonials or parents who desire a teni, porary homo for their little ones while .they travel. v FAN Til Y CLEANED. A War Some I'rople Have. .A doctor aUl : '"Before marriage uiy wife observed rhi summer and country homos, coming tin touch with families of varied uteaus, culture, tastes and discriminating tend eii'lcs. tliut tho fa ml lies using l'ostum eeeuuHl to average better than those using coffee. "Wlieu we were married two years g), Postum was among our first order f groceries. Wo also put In some coffee and tea for guests, but after both hud wtood around the pantry about a year untouched, they were thrown awuy, and IVmtum used or.ly. "Up to the ago of 2S I had beeu ac- customed to drink coffee aa a routlue liabit and suffered constantly from In ll:;cstl(n mill all its relative dlirders. Siii'-e lining robtum nil the oia.com !:(!;'.! bare co:iiplct-ly left me and I sometime wonder If I ever bad them.' Niuuc given by I'ostuiu Co.. Battla frc.'U, Midi. tteud. 'The Road to VVelMiio," lu pki's. "There's a Ueasou." AIKENSIBE BY MRS. MARY J. HOLMES Aolterst "Bora Dmm," "T. Otiim" " Hwtert l "L" Inrs." MtKt.Vm." "Icon s SmiS.ei." " Cowls ," ftc OHAPTEIl II. Madge ber schoolmates called her, be earns the same soiled her, they Mid : but Maddy tbey called her at home, and there wan a world ot unutterable tender owl' la the voices of the old canple, her grandparents, when fliey said that name, whHe their dim eye ligMed up with prtdo aad joy when they rested npon the yanng gfrl who answered to the mtme of Maddy. Their only daughter's only child, she hnd lived with them since her moth er'a death, for her fntlfer wns a sea cap tain, who never returned from his Inst voyage to Chiaa, made two mofltlia before aba waa born. Very lonely and desolate woald (ha borne of Grandfather Wark baia have been without the presence of Madeline, but with her there, the old red farm bouse seemed to the aged couple like a paradise. ' Forty rears they bad lived there, till ing flie rather barren eofl of the rocky homestead, and. savior the aad night wban fbey beard (hat Richard Clyde waa loat at sea, and the far sadder wonring I when Heir daughter died, bitter sorrow had sot cams to them ; and, truly thank ful for the blessings so long veuchsafed theaa, they had retired each night In peace with God and man, and risen each morn ing to prat- But a change waa coming ever them. In an evil hour Graadpa Markhaaa had sirned a note far a neigh bor aad friend, wha failed to pay, and ao It feM on Mr. Markham, who, to meet the demand, mortgaged his homestead i the rceaeant neighbor stifl. insisting that long before the mortgage should be due, ha certainly would be able himself te meet It. This, however, ha had not done, aad. after twice bearing off a foreolos-. re, soar old Grandfather Markham found Ukase! f at the mercy ef a grasping, re- BMcseless man, into whose hands the saertfage had passed. It was vain to bote that Siiaa Sloonm would wait. The nanny must either be fortbeomhsf, or the red farm house be sold, with its lew acres ef land. Among hia neighbors there was sot sue who bad the money te apare, evea if he had been willing te do so. And so he must look among strangers. "If could only help," Madeline had said ens eveninr when they sat talk lag ever their troubles'; "but there's nethlag I can do, unless I apply far eur school this summer. Mr. Green is committee dan ; ha likea us, and I don't believe but what he'll let me have it. I mean te ge and see ;" and, ere the old people bad recovered from their astonishment, Made line had caught her bonnet and shawl, and was flying dewn the road. Madeline was a favorite wltn all, es pecially with Mr. Green, and aa the school would he small that summer, ths tlaa struck him favorably. Her age, ewever, was an objection, aad be must take time to sea what others ueugit oi a child like her becoming school mistress. Others thought well of It, and so before the close of ths next day it waa gener ally known through Honedale that pretty littls Madge Clyde bad been engaged as teacher, she receiving three dollars a week, with the understanding that ahe must hoard herself. It did not taks Madeline long to calculate that twelve times three were thirty-six, mere than a tenth of what her grandfather must bor- It seemed like a little fortune, and tilths as a singing bird she flitted abeat he house, now stopping a moment te tea- lie her pet kitten, while shs Whispered the rood news in its very appreciative ear, and then stroking her grandfather livery balr, aa ahe said t "Teu can tell them that yon are aura f paying thirty-six dollars la the fan, and If I do well, maytoe they'll aire ae longer. I mean to try my very heat I wonder If ever anybody belere sae taogat a achoel when they were only teurteea aad a half. Do I look as yonng aa that? If mv hair were not short I sheuli (tetter. What a pity I cot It the last time: It would have been ao leng aai splendid now." "Never mind the hair, Maddy," the eld man said, gaslng fondly at her with a half sigh aa he remembered another brown head, pillowed now beneath us graveyard turf. "Maybe you won't pass muster, and then ths hair will make ae differ ence. There's a new cammltteemaa, that Dr. Helbrook from Boston, aad nsw ones are art to hs mlhty strict. Instantly Madoy's taca lushed all ever with nervous dread, aa aha thought t "What if I ahould fall?" faaaylng that to do so would be an etsraal disgrace. But ahe ahould not. Shs was called by ev erybody ths very best scholar la school. ths ons whom ths teachers always pat forward when desirous ef shewlag ef, the one whom Mr. Tivertoa aad Squire Lamb and Lawyer Whltteaere always noticed so much. Of course shs should not fail, though aha did dread Dr. Hol breok, wondering much what he would ask her fist, and hoping It weald be seme thing in arithmetic, provided ha did not stutnbte upon decimals, where ahe waa apt to get bewildered. She bad no fears ot grammar. She could pick eut the to oat obscure sentence and dissect a dou bis relative with perfect ease; than, as to geography, shs could repeat whole pages of that, while In the spelling book, ths foundation ot a thorough education, as shs had been taught, shs bad no su pernors snd but a very few equals. Still she would be very gisd waen It was over. and she appointed Monday, both because it was close at hand, and because that waa the day ber grandfather had aet In which to ride to Alkenside, in an adjoin' tng town, and ask Its young master for tbe loan ef three hundred dollars. He could bsrdly tell why be had thought of applying to Guy Remington lor neip, unless it were tnat be ones had saved ths life of Guy's father, who, aa long aa ha lived, had evinced a great regatd for hia benefactor, frequently as serting that bs meant to do something for him. But the aometblng was never done, tha father was desd, and In bis strait tha old man turned to tha ton. whom he knew to be very rich, and who ba had been told waa exceedingly gener ics. "Hew I wish I could go with you clear up te Alkenside 1 They say it s so beau tiful," Madeline had said, aa en Satur day evening they sat discussing tha ex pected events of the following Monday "Mrs. Noah, the housekeeper, bad Sarah Jenea there once, to sew, and shs told xae all about It, There are graveled walks, snd nice green lawns, and big, tall trees, snd flowers oh ! so msay ! and marble fountains, with gold fishes in the basin; and statues, big as folks, sll over the yard, with two brans (ions on the gats posts. But the house Is finest ef all Uberca a drawing roam bigger than a ball room, with carpets that let your feet sink far; pictorea and mirrors clear to tl tar think of that, grandpa 1 a looking glssa 'so tall that one can aea the very bottom of their dress aad know just how it hanics. Dear me! I won der If I'll ever live In such a place as Alkenside?" "No, no. Ms dlr, no. Be satisfied with the lot where (Jod has put you, and don't he longing, after something higher. Our Father in heaven knows Just what Is !cst for us; as Me didn't see fit to put you up at Alkenside, 'tnin't noways likely you'll ever live in the like of It." "Not unless I should happen to marry a rich man, I nor girls like me nave sometimes done that, haven't they?" was Maridy's demure reply. With the earliest dawn Monday she was up, and her grandmother heard her repenting to herself much of what she dreaded Ir. Ilolbrook mifrht question her upon. Even when bending over the west ub, for there were no servants at the red cottage, a book was Arranged be fore her, o that she could study with her eyes, while her small, fnt hands and dimpled arms were busy In tha suds. Be fore ten o'clock everything was done, the clothes, white ss the snowdrops In the gnrden beds, were swinging on the line, the kitchen floor was scrubbed, the win dows washed,-the best room swept, the vegetables cleaned for dinner, and then Maddy'a work waa finished. "Grandma could do all the rest," she said, and Madeline was free "to put her eyes out ever them big books if she liked." Swiftly flew the hours until It was time to be getting ready, when again the short hair was deplored, as before her looking glass Madeline brushed and ar ranged her shining, beautiful locks. "I could see splendidly in Mr. Rem ington's mirrors," she said to herself, with a half-sigh of regret that her lot had not been cast in some such place as Alkenside, iastead ef there beneath the hill la that wee bit of a cottage, whose rear slanted bark uatll it almost touch ed the ground. "After all, I guess I'm happier here," she thought. "Everybody likea me, while if I were Mr. Guy'a sister and lived at Alkenside, I might be areua and wicked." She pinned on her little neat plaid ahawt, and, tying tha blue ribbons of her coarse straw bat, glanced once more at the formidable cube root, and then hur ried down te where her grandfather and old Sorrel were waiting for her. "I shaH ha se happy when I coma back. because It win then ha ever, just like having a teeth eut, yen know," she said to her graadaiother, who bent down for the geed-Vy kiss without which Maddy a ever left ker. "Mew, grandpa, drive em I was te be there at three," aad ehlrraplag herself te Sorrel, the Impa tient jnaage went riamg irom tse cottage doer, chatting cheerily until the village of Devonshire waa reached; then, with a farewell te her grandfather, who never dreaased that the man whom he waa seek ing was se aear, ahe tripped up tbe flag ging walk, and, as we have seen, soon steed in the presence of not only Dr. Hoi brook, hut also ef Guy Remington. Peer, peer little Madge! CHAPTER III. It was Guy who received her, Gay whe pointed te a chair, Guy who seemed perfectly at home, and naturally enough. he took bias far Dr. Helbrook, wonder ing whe the ether black-balred man conld be. and it he meant to stay in there all the while. Half guessing ths cause of her uneasiness, and feeling more averse than ever to taking part in the matter, the doctor withdrew into the background. and sat where he could not be seen. This brought the short dress Into full view, together with tbe dainty little foot, nerv ously beating the floor. "Shs s very young," he thought, "too yonng, b far," snd Maddy's chances of ss were beginning to decline even before a word bad been spoken. Hew terribly still It was for the time during which telegrsphle communications were silently passing between Gny and the doctor; the latter shaking his head decidedly, while the former insisted that he should do his duty. Madeline could almost hear the beatings of her heart. and only by counting and recounting the poplar trees growing across the street could she keep back the tears. At last. samsienlng all her courage, she lifted her great brown eyes to Guy, and said, plead ingly t "Would yon be so kind, sir, as to be- glar "Tea, certainly," and electrified by that ywong, bird-like voice, the sweetest save aa he hat ever heard, Guy knocked dVwa from fhe pile of books tbe only se at all appropriate to the occasion. He commenced operations by sharpen ing a lead pencil. Maddy counted every fragment aa it fell upon the floor, wish ing so ranch that he would commence. Had Guy Remington reflected a little, he would never have consented to do tbe doctor's work ; but, unaccustomed to country usages, especially those pertain ing te schools and teachers, he- did not consider that it mattered which exam ined that young girl, himself or Dr. Ilol brook. Viewing it somewhat la the light t a joke, he rather enjoyed It. When the pencil ws sharpened sufficiently, he startled Madeline by asking heir name. "Madeline Amelia Clyde," was the meek reply, which Guy quickly recorded. Now, Guy Remington intended no ir reverence: indeed, be could not tell what bs did Intend, or what it was which prompted his next query : "Who gave you this name?" Perhaps he fancied himself a hoy again in the Sunday school, and standing before the railing of the altar, where, with oth era of his age, be bad been asked the queatlon propounded to Madeline Clyde, who did not hear the doctor s smothered laugh aa he retreated into the adjoining room. In all her preconceived ideas ot this ex aralnation, she bad never dreamed of be ing catechised, and with a feeling of ter ror aa she thought ot that -long answer to ths question, "What Is thy duty to thy neighbor?' and doubted her ability to repeat it, she said : "My sponsors. In bap tism, gave me ths first name of Made line Amelia, sir," adding, aa she taught and misconstrued the strange gleam in the dark eyes bent upon her, "I am afraid I have forgotten some of tbe catechism I did not know it waa necessary in order to teach school." "Certainly, no; I do not thing it Is. beg your pardon," were Guy Remington's ejaculatory replies, a he glanced from Madeline to tbe oth door of tba adjoin log room, where wns vUiblo a sluts, on whilh, in hu.,.4 I tern. . '.he c mused -ioc- tor ha"1! wrltA- U!ii.-!itral." There waa something la Madeline' quiet, womanly, rnruest manner which commanded Guy's respect, or he would have give a vent to the tsngftter was cholclng bhn, and Urrewa off Ms gnlsf. Bt be could not bear new fe n decelve her, and, resolntely titrofn Ms back npon the doctor, be sat down by site pile of books and commenced the exam ination In earnest, asking first ber age. Going on fifteen," sounded older to Msdeline than "fourteen and a half," so "going on fifteen" was the reply, to which Guy responded: "That ia very young, Miss Clyde." "Te, but Mr. Green did not mind. lie's tbe committeeman. He knew hew young I wss," Madeline said, eagerly, her great brown eyea growing large wttbi the Jook of fear which came so suddenly into them. "Of course. If your employers are sat isfied lt Is nothing to me, ewly I had associated teaching with women muoh older than yourself. What ia logic, Miss Clyde?" The abruptness with which he put the question startled Madeline to such a degree that she could not positively tell whether she had evef heard that word before, much less could she recall Hs meaning, and so she answered frankly, 'I don't know." A girl who did not know what logle was did not know much, in Guy's esti mation, but it would not do to stop here, and so lie asked her next how many cases there were in Latin ! Madeline had never looked Inside a Latin grammar, and again her. truthful "I don't know, sir," fell on Guy'a ear, but this time there was a half-despair ing tone in the young voice usually so hopeful. , rerhaps, then, you enn conjugate the verb Amo," Guy aald, his manner indi cating the doubt he was beginning te feel as to her qualifications. Maddy knew well what "conjugate" mennt, but that verb Amo, what could It mean? and had she ever heard It be fore? Mr. Remington was waiting for her ; she must any somethisg, and with a gasp she begnn : "I amo, thou amoest, he amoes. IMural : We amo, ye or you amo, they amo." Guy looked at ber aghast for a single moment, snd then a comical smile brofte all over his face, telling poor Maddy plainer than could words that she had made a most ridiculous mistake. Oh. sir," she cried, her eyes wearing the look of the frightened hare, "It Is not right. I don't know what it means. Tell me, teach me. What is it to amo?" To most men It would not have aeemed I a very disagreeaDie tasx, teacmng young It, and some such Idea flitted across Guy's mind, as he thought how pretty and bright was the eager face upturned to his, the pure white forehead, suffused with a faint flush, the cheeks a crimson hue, and the pale lips parted slightly as Mad- dy appealed to mm tor tne aenuiuou oiip,. daughter; nice people, aren t "amo. "It is a Latin verb, and means 'to love,' " Guy said, with an emphasis on the last word, which would have mads Maddy blush had she been less anxioui and frightened. . (To be continued.) Believed la Law and Order, Not long ago there appeared at tha gate of a penitentiary in Kentucky a man who asked to see the warden. He was a tail, well-dressed, fiae-appearlag man, with all the marks of a citizen of the eastern or mountain portion of tho state. At his request tbe warden show ed him the Jail. Not a detail escaped the visitor's eye. He asked about tho hours of exercise and of labor, looked at the kitchens, inspected the food) looked critically over a few cells,' aad at last, when he had made himself fa miliar with tbe routine and adnrinhr tratlon, departed to visit seme othes plaeeB of Interest In tho neighborhood, "What time do you close up for tha night?" he asked as he went away, ; "At 5 o'clock," said the warden, 1 A few minutes before 5 the stranger again appeared at the oflice aad pro duced from his pocket a file ef papers. "Well, sir," he said, "I reckon yon'H just have to lock me In aow. My time seems to be up." "Lock you la!" exclaimed the ward en. "What do you mean?" "Just what I say. Lock me In, I'm to be one of your prisoners. Here are my papers." He handed over his com mitment, which was regular, and re quired the warden to confine him in the penitentiary for two years. "Sit down and tell me about this,' said the warden. The stranger took a chair and explained. "You Bee, up in my county they been having considerable talk up there about law and order, and against every man doing his own shooting. I'm that way myself. I believe In the law, and tho sheriff. But of course, when they came to be a little shooting among soma chaps that bad a feud In their fan lies, and It wasn't nobody else's busi ness, and the sheriff stepped In and tried to arrest the fellow that dena the shooting, and he being a friend of mine, I Just naturally had to go along and see that be got away. i "There was considerable use of guns. um use oi guna, and lu tho course of It the sheriff- that's Jim Burt got shot up quits bad. They all said I done It, and I don't doubt I did, though we were all shooting. "So they up and Jailed me, and had mo tried, and found ine guilty. I own ed up I probably done it, as tfley said. and the Judge gave me two years la the penitentiary to pay for It. That's where tho trouble come In. Jliu Burt, bo's a great friend of iulue. Of couivsu by law ho had to come down hero with me uud turn nie over to you; but being shot up that-n-vuy,he wasn't lu any thano to travel. Dou said it would Just break him all up to hav to come. I was sitting up nights wita him. '"I don't know what I'm a-going to do,' Jim says. "'Why, Jliu, I says, 'you ain't going to do anytUlug. Vou give ine thoui pa lters, uud I'll go down to the peulten- tlury and hand 'em over when I go lu. I wouldn't be tho cuuse ef youf having any trouble.' 1 teld hiui "So Jim give me the pajiers, and I come down here, and here I an. So lock me up, Mr. Warden, and I'll put in my time any way you say till my two years are up." Tonus y 'a Mistake. Teacher Now, Tommy, tell us oomo. thing abont Asia Minor. Tommy Asia Minor? Oh, I gueaa tbe Asia minor Is some chap from Asia who isn't old enough to vote. The autograph of Cclumbus la wort KATHLEEN MAVOUBNEEN! Kathleen M.ivourncen ! The song is still ringing As fresh and as clenr as the trill of Hie birds; In world-weiiry hearts It is sobbing and singing In pathos too sweet for the temlerest word. O! have wo forgotten the one who first breathed It OS have we forgotten Ills rnpturous art Our meed to the master whoso genius bequeathed It J O! why art thou silent, thou voice of the heart? Kathleen MnTotirnccn: Thy lover still lingers; The long night Is waning the stars pule and few; Thy sad serennder. with tremulous fingers. Is bowed with his tears as the Illy with dew : The old harpstrlngs quaver the old roli-e is slinking In sighs and In sobs moans tho yearning refrain The old vision dims nml the old heart Is breaking Kathleen Mnvourneen, Inspire uh nguiu! James Whlteomb It Hey. The Maid, the Mother, and the Money. Bertie Burton hnd a whole month's holiday, and. Iiolng a mean young man, he borrowed the money from his moth er for a stay at Eastbourne. Poor nintnum suffered, and ISortle, with twenty pounds lu his pocket, went down to (the Wisteria Boarding Estab lishment, feeling like n lord. On tho very day. he arrived ho wns Immensely struck with a pretty girl who snt nt the opposite table at tllnner time. The girl wns plainly dressed, without ornament or Jewelry of any kind, but her fnce made up for every thing. It was a Jewel in Itself, so sweet, so pretty and so shy With the girl was a lndy who was plainly her innmmn, n shortish, stout- Ish party of nbont forty summers, with a florid complexion, a double chin, and a dSr,lay 0f Jewel rv and charms that rivnie4l a Recent str.-et simp. .na ,ii,tfiiv attracted bv K "::': " : py were . ue.,n.-m., , the dlnmonds on the older lady, . Just then the young man who sat next him nt the tnble remarked: "I .p. vou nre noticing Mrs. Robinson and they?" "Very," gasped Bertie, struggling with a fish bone and thinking of dia monds. ' They nre making rather a long stay in Eastbourne. Are you here for long?" "A month," said Bertie. "So am I," snld the other. "My name is George Smith. I'll Introduce you to the Robinson ladles, if you like, after dinner." "I should be charmed." "The husband died twelve months HE TOLD HER HE LOVED HER. ago," snld George sniitn. "Mia. iwu- lnson Is n widow." "So I should guess," gurgled Bertie, If her husband is dend.' "Ho left thirty thousnnd pounds. It was a bull's-eye. Thirty thousnnd pounds! A widow! It must be true. Look at her diamonds! Bertie medi tated, "A widow with thirty thousand, even though she has a double chin and is 40 years old. is not to be sneezed at." So he did not sneeze. On the con trnry. when George Smith introduced him to the ladies in the drawing-room after dinner, he was the essence oi po liteness. The daughter was ratuer com and stand-offish, but mamma could not have been nicer. Bertie, ho went on to improve tbe opportunity. Ho left George snutn to waste the evening tulklng to the piain- ,., .,.,,lt f,, nll. while J .'Tk th. he himself, in fine feather, leu buxom widow on to the balcony and tiled his hand nt making incipient love under the autumn stars, Of course, lie wns not too precipitate. He did not want to frighten the widow by professing nn affection that must aniH'iir rother stuMeu; no nu minnun to commit himself until he wns sure of Ills ground. Bertio Burton wns n knowing young man. and was not like ly to rush nt a haystack like a bull until ho was sure It was a haystack and not a brick wall But he squeezed her hand and told ber Ills name was Bertie, and she squeezed his mul said she sadly missed l.er husband, her William Montgomery Robinson, niul Bertie said he wnsfeurc she did: but such n loss, although ir reparable, might be repaired! and she slirhed deeply, and he asked what her name was and she whispered "Anna. " That wns all he wanted to know Next morning, eagerly, he wired to a friend of his. TomUlns, a solicitor's clerk "Search Somerset House, will of William Montgomery itoninson, aseu last year. Hid he leave thirty tbou sand pounds to Anna Robinson? Tele cranh reply quick. -Bertio Burton." Th renlv arrived wlthlu a few hours: "Yes. William Montgomery Robin- on. merchant, of Grncivlmrch street, left five thousand to charities and thir ty thousnnd to Anna Robinson uncondi tionally. roiiil-.ins. Bertio BurMu chui-kK'd lu supreme Joy. "Unconditionally !" he repeated. "It's her own to do what she likes with. She shall bestow it on me!" Butter would have mclteVl in his mouth that day when ho talked to Mrs. Robinson. She simpered with pleasure, and he flushed with triumph. Even George Smith noticed it. "Old fellow," he said, "I believe you are rather gone in that quarter.' "I believe I am." admitted Rertle. "I think she's a dear. It's true she's n little older than I; I'm only 30, but such things don't matter nowadays.' "I think she likes you," said George, "from what I have henrd her say." "What has che said?" asked Bertie, quickly. "Xo, no. That wouldn't be fair. You must ask her youaself." Bertie made up bis mind that he would, and he did. They were strolling In Devonshire Park that evening. George hud walked ahead with the daughter, and Bertie purposely lagged behind with mn. There, In the soft glow of the fairy lamps, be told her he loved her. She said It was. so sudden, and he was obliged to admit the fact, but snld he couldn't help it. Nature takes no account of time. He loved her. ana that was all he knew about It Would she marry him? She assented with a spasm of su preme content and she fell on his neck unaer a sycamore tree, as she was much heavier than he, it cost him a great effort to bear up under such a weight of love. But he was happy; there w-as no doubt about that Thirty thousand pounds nre not to be picked up every day. So everything was arranged to the complete satisfaction of both parties. At the end of a few days they would have been In residence at Eastbourne long enough for them to be married by license nt the Registrar's. Bertie wished for no delay, and even the widow seemed rather in a hurry. But widows often are. ' When Bertie and George Smith met In the smoking room that night Bertie told George of his luck. "I congratulate you, my boy," said George, "and I have a piece of news for you as well. Miss Robinson has consented to be mine !' "Hurrah !" said Bertie. He was not a bit Jealous. Shook hands, and told George he was a lueky dog. "Why, I shall be your father!" he laughed. So you will !"' cried George. "I say. couldn't we both be married on the same day?" It seemed a pretty, romantic Idea, and. the ladles raising no objection, bo it was arranged. It wns a quiet, but a pretty wedding. Mrs. Robinson, large and bejeweled, stood in front of the Registrar and took Bertie Burton to be hers for all Liiaivr Miss Robinson, pale and plainly at tired, took George Smith for her own forever. Bertie was full of excitement about his capture, and when he had five min utes alone with George Smith, could contain himself no longer. Fancy !" he cried, "fancy me marry Inc thirty thousand pounds inside a three weeks' holiday P 'Eh? What's fiat?" asked George. "I think that bit of fortune cornea to nie. "Not for a moment," sniggered Bertie. "Don't think I'm a fool. I've hnd the will examined at Somerset House. The cash is left uncondltion ally to Anna Robinson, which was my wife's name." "And the name of my wife," said George Smith, quickly. "The old gen tleman left the money to his daughter, Anna Robujxni, because he knew what a flighty old party his wife was. You just have that will examined again." Bertie Burton felt like a rat in a trnp. "Is that true?-' ne gaspea. "Certain," said George. "Then why did you let tmi marry the mother and make such a mis take?" "You never told me your Ideas. You said you were going to marry ttu ex cuse ine the old lady. You never imke about the money to me. I wanted to marry the daughter. I dldn t want a inother-ln-lnw like that hanging Hhout me If I could help it. I was pleased to get rid of her. See?" And Bertie saw. rhllndelphla Tele graph. ' Helpful. "1 don't see how Juek Hansom can feel any love nt all for that homely Miss I.nnders." "Oh. It's very easy. All ho baa to do Is to take a stroll up fith avenue." "How do you mean?" "She owns a number of properties there. "Philadelphia Ledger. Every woman, lu recounting her past foolishness, takes this credit to her self: At least, she has never been guilty f buying a l"y a gun. A country djg's Idea of a good time is in come to towu, and bark at every team timt goes by. Insurance Official Of what com print did your father die? Applicant The Jury found hlfn guilty. Weekly. Telegraph. I wish I knew what my wlfo would say to inc when I come homo to-night. "1 wish I knew what my wife wouldn't say." The Smart Set. Nodd What does this money strin gency iiicnn, anyway? Todd Why, tho thing has simply sprend from me to the whole country. Life. "linker Is the luckiest man alive." "What now?" "He hns a fifty-horso-power car and a wife who's afraid to go out In it." Harper's Weekly. "Do you blame n man for wearing (I monocle If he wants to?" "No," an swered MIrs Cayenne. "But I blame him for wantlfg to." Washington Star. Jones Docs your wife ever go through your pockets when you are asleep? . Smith Yes; she seems to think that I am an all-night bank. Towu Topics. "But surely you are the man to whom I gave some pie a fortnight ago?" Yes, lldy. I thought p'r'aps you'd like to know I'm able to get about again." Illustrated Bits. Meeker Just one year ago to-day I led my wife to tho altar. Bleekcr You did, eh? Meeker Yes; and right then nnd there my leadership ended. Chicago Dally News. Maud Charley tried to propose to me last night. He made awful work of it Gertrude Why didn't you help him out? Maud 'Twasn't necessary; papa came in and did It hlmseif. Stocks were nil down a few points to-day," remarked the broker. "Tho idea!" exclaimed his wife. "It's a wonder they didn't advertise It as a bargain day." Catholic Standard and Times. I'd like, to speak to the boss," said the blind beggar at the door. "She's out to-day," said Mr. Hauskcep.-"This is Thursday, you know; anything my wife or I could do for you?" Phila delphia Tress. "Won't you sing something, Miss Muriel?" "Oh, I daren't after sucn good music as we have been listening to." "But I'd rather listen to your singing than to any amount of good music." Illustrated Bits. The Vicar I was surprised to see your husband walk out In the middle of my sermon last Sunday. Mrs. Jones You must really forgive him he'a a somnambulist and walks In his sleep, you know. London Opinion. ElsUs I thought you sal it was a sleighinb party? Ernest It was. El sie But you went In an automobile. Ernest I know we did. .Our slaying consisted of running over two dogs and chicken. New York Globe. "I'll never forget my feelings," said she, "when you saia: -win you marry m? Why?" he asKea, "was it euca a hard thing to answer?" "No, but you were such a soft thing to answer." Catholic Standard and Times. "What would you do?" asked the ex cited politician, "if ft paper should call --i ,i,i.,v W11 " aald you a nar nuu a the lawyer, "If I were you I'd toss up a cent to see whether I'd reform or lick the editor." Cleveland Leader. A man who was charged at the Wll- lesden police court witn imoxicauun and using bad language pleaded guilty to the first part of the charge, adding: "As to the language, I know nothing about that because I'm deaf." Londoa Express. "Why, Bill, I didn't know yoo drank." "Don't often, but tm going to run my own auto to-day.' Then you surely ought to be sober." "Not much! Bound to knocit someooay out, and got f have an excuse. S'long." Philadelphia Public Ledger. O'Brien Tls a quare thing about a cousin o' mine. He has a great naou o' walkln In his sleep. O'Toole Ye don't tell me? Can't he be cured of it at all? O'Brien Cured of It! Shure, 'tis the roakln' of him; he a la the police force. Illustrated Bits. "Johnny, tell us what your lesson was about to-day?" "About octagons," rcnlled Johnny. "And what pursued the questioner, "is an octagon?" "Ifa a many-sided animal," piped the lad, "that grabs you when you go In swim ming." New York Evening Post Quite Sufficient. "Madain," began the agent, ns Mrs. Short opened tne door, "you have a pluno?" "Yes," she answered. "Well," be contluued, "I am Introducing a now automatic at tachment for pianos, and if you " "Don't want It," Interrupted Mrs. S. "Our plauo has a sheriff's attachment, and I guess that will hold It for a while." Chicago News. The muslclau was visibly annoyed. "But hung it all," he said, "I told your reporter three or four times over that the violin 1 used was a genuine Stradl vurius, and here lu bis report this morning there's not a word, not a word." With a scornful laugh the edi tor replied: "That Is as It should be, sir. When Mr. Stradivarlus gets bis fiddle advertised in this paper under $2 a line you come around and let m know." South westerner's Book. Tho Woman's Hope, "Now, we must admit," began Wood- by Wise, "that woman is naturally moro hopeful tiiau man " "Yes," Interrupted Marryat, "there's my wife, for instance; every time that she's bought fish since we've been mar ried she has asked the dealer If they wero fresh, hoping, I suppose, that some day he'll say 'No.' "Philadelphia Press. What has become of the old-fushlou- ed miiu who smoked plug tobacco la his pljie? There is more or less dead wood la very family tree.