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have known OIJ Nick when. late tho next evening, he era wind home nKUin, In such nil 'exhausted state that he had scarcely strength left to open Ills front door. Ht» was wretched olje t. Ili.s new. clothes were matted into ruin with mr.tl nnd wet ninl lii? Irani, had 1) come like seawec-d his eyis were bloodshot his slippers wore in rags lie was not tit to hold a candle to a scarecrow. But he seemed, in sonic strange way, to have grown inches rn'ler since yes'.rrday, and his eyes were shot with lire. He threw himself upon a couch ir the passage, with the cry of joy that solitude allowed liim to Indulge. After forty years he had found the great lost city of his diearcs of go!d. It had been hard and hideous work, tracking the discoverer hut, now that it was over, bodily exhaustion only added aest to his fever of joy. He had traced Its robber to the great city's grave he had noted every fojt mark he had seen liim enter into the darkness of the dunes: he coul:l al ready see in fancy ttie loosel.v-buri.d temples, the palace?, j/leJ I rcast high with gold and gems. Was It not writ ten in the papyrus of Slcsoul? Having dressed himself in his nor mal rags, carefully removed every visi ble grata of sand from his luce and bands, and arranged his beard, he transacted some business in the town with the most minute punctiliousness, But it was all with the unconscious ness of a somnombulist. Till the hour before midnight struck, it might have been minutes or It might have been weeks for aught he knew. Aud not till the signal of the Santissima Stella bad been thrice given did he start from his dream and unbar the door. "I thought you wera asleep," «ald the ex-banker, entering. "There's nothing so unbusinesslike as un punctuality. Is It all right? Have you got the money here." "The money?!' asked Nicephorus. "Why, of course I liave the money. Two thousand, all In good notes un less you would like to take some of It in your own. Have you brought the seal of Byl-Hamoun?" "The—what? Oh, you mean the dla inond. Yes. So there's no need for another moment's delay. Where's the diamond to be kept till I take it out of pawn? How am I to know you Ilfron't be off with It?" "I am not a banker, Mr. Ambrose. I do not run away with what is not mine. But if yju doubt the honesty «f an orthodox Gregorian Christian, by St. Nicephorus, I'll make It mine. I'll buy the seal. Don't say I won't, be' cause I will." "You'll buy It? Why, I know sonse thing about Jewels. I mean to sell this to some crowned head, when peace comes, for a quarter of a mil' lion." "I'll give you a quarter of a million, and not one farthing more." "You! Are you mad, Mr. Bedro alan?" "No, I am not mad. Perhaps I can sell It at once for a profit perhaps I know the Oriental markets perhaps fifty things. And If I was mad, what Is that to you? It Is business to take a madman at his word. Did you spare Oliver Graith because he was a fool?" A furious oath burst from the once well-governed Hps of Ambrose, as he glanced sharply behind him. Some thing had evidently changed the irfan •even more than Nicephorus Bedroslan ihad been changed. "Look here, you old villain, none of that, or Nicephorus stroked his beard sol emnly. "I think some cordial will be good for you," said he. "Your teeth -chatter. I fear you have taken a chill. Cordial is good for a chill." •"Give it me, then." Nicephorus went to a cask in a cor ner and filled two large glasses, which he had taken from a bureau. He was a long time fetching and filling them. He handed one glass to Ambrose and then took a sip from the other. "Nobody would miss you if you were to die," said Nicephorus, as if thinking aloud. But a furious gust of wind that made the house shake drowned his words of ill-omen. It was, as if the storm-wind that wrecked the Lively Peg were blowing back again. "What is written around that seal," •went on Nicephorus, solemnly, "sdys many things in a strange tongue. And one is that whoso taketh it from its place shall fear no death nor hurt from the hand of man, but shall live to be cursed wherever he goetli by Baal-Hamoun." "And who was Baal-Hamoun? Con found the wind!" ''Baal-Hamoun was the great god «f an ancient people. Do you sell it to me?" "Sell what? I can hardly hear for the wind. Oh—sell the diamond. This cordial of yours is confoundedly Strong. I must have some more. I believe you've given it to me to take me in. But—what did you say? A quarter of a million? How can you raise a quarter of a million—you?" "I shall raise more than that in a few days. I will give you a bond. You agree?" "When shall I see the money? How's a quarter of a million to be paid?" "What is written around the seal," Nicephorus repeated, more solemnly than before, "says many things in a strange tongue. And another—it says to me—is that Hanno Sands are made 4f gold." "Hanno Sands!" cried Ambrose, starting up. "What do you know of Hanno Sands? But I'm dreaming, I believe. You were, talking of a quarter of a million and I thought GOLDEN BELLS The Buried Treasure of hanno Sands By R. E. FRANCILLON, Author of "The Qokten Flood," "Face to Face," Etc. CHAPTER XVIII. you sai.l Hanr.o Sar.ds! How is it to be paid? Can't you spe-ak louder? I can't lu ar a word you say." "Oh, It will be paid. Everything Is always paid—all In good time." "Yes, it's easy to say that," said Ambrose. "I'm confoundedly ele?py— and cold! I say, Oliver—are you sure that bout's crew will be good for a quarter of a million? You're quite sure? Then talis that! Yes. I have it two hundred nnd th:rly-flve yards mrthenst nnd by north—what are you aring for'.' Whit's the use of all th.it to you? You'd only squander as you did before. You will stare, will you? Then, take that again! They won't find you there. It's not my fault. It's Providence, not me. What wonder ful red (lowers! Oliver, for Heaven's sake, (lon't stare." Nicephorus snt stroking his beard In Oriental diginity. as Ambrose rambled 011, his voice growing weaker—further and further away. And when lieceas ed to ramble, and when Ills breathing became deep nnd heavy. Nicephorus still Fat on silently. And after ever th? breath!ns itself was heard no longer, still on sat Nicephorus solemn ly stroking his beard. And meanwhile the wind rose and roared. CHAPTER XIX. "What a terrible night!" said Mrs Graith, as the wind, sweeping from the sea. beat against the smithy with all its fury. "Ay," said Tom Polwarth, gloomily. "We didn't use to have this like weather once upon a time. "And," be added, his eyes turned on Susan, who was sewing tn silence, "if I had my way, we wouldn't use to taav* It again." "I should like to have It always," said Mrs. Graitl), trying to look cheer ful. "If it was always like that no body would ever go to sea." And she sighed. Tom gazed upon her blankly. "I'm afraid the fish wouldn't walk ashore," said he. "And, for that matter, I'd as lief be afloat as on land." "I wonder why there never used to be such weather," said Mrs. Graith "and why we have it now. It blew like this the night before Oliver Oh, Susan, I do wonder where he is now!" Susan laid down her work, and tried to smile though in that aligry and disheartening blast faith was hard. "Mother," she said, "we mustn't send a thought after him to weaken him. Wherever he is he is thinking of us waiting bravely and he must think true." "Why there never used to ba such weather? Why we have it now?' echoed Tom. "Ay, mistress, you're right the first time of this gale was when Old Nick brought it with him to Porthtyre. Or when it brought him." "Tom!" exclaimed Susan. "What could that have to do "That's what I say," gald he, dog gedly. "Till Old Nick came here there was never such a wind and till there was such a wind, there was no Old Nick. You can't get over that, it seems to me. There's Old Nick there's the wind. And here's Old Nick, and here's the wind again. "Oh, Mr. Polwarth!" cried Mrs. Graith. "You frighten me!" "I want to. I want to frighten every body," said he. "What do you think he's up to ever since this wind began to blow?" "Oh—what?" "I say no Christian man, no, nor 110 Christian dog, would go groping with a lantern off into the Sands. Cargo-hunting? Not he nor nobody else such nights as these not to say there's no cargo being run. I'm no conjurer but there's Old Nick, and there's the wind." The wlldness of the night gave his words more effect than they deserved, and he had certainly succeeded lu making poor Mrs. Graith as down right miserable as a woman can be whose only son is wandering away in worlds unknown. 'Good-night, Mr. Polwarth," she said at last, after a long silence. Susan rose to follow her. But she lingered for a moment to put away her sewing, and, having given Mrs. Graith time to reach her bedroom, turned round upon Tom as she stood in the doorway. "What do yuu mean," she asked, "by making mother wretched, and speaking ill of people you know noth ing about? I thought we were friends." "I'm yours, Miss Susan," he said gruffly. "And it isn't a good thing for a young woman to get herself mix ed up with a wizard "What?" exclaimed Susan, turning crimscn and then pale. "That's what's going on. Of course, lie's naught but. a scaramouch to look at, and a bad 'un at that—Old Nick, I mean but what's that to a conjurer? They say you've lost yourself to Old Nick—for the dairy. And your butter don't come out of common cows in a common way. Don't you be vexed at what they say there's one or two I've heard say it that won't say it again when I'm by. But that won't stop tongues wagging behind my back." "I suppose you are right to tell me," she said, sadly and bitterly. "But it is hard I was doing so well—I was almost getting rich and now every body—yes, everybody, wants to drive us out of doors again "I'm no hand at an argue, Miss Su san but you look here, all the same. You've got to leave that wizard If you want to stop people talking—they won't talk of "Of a witch "Of Susan Polwarth!" he burst out, bringing his fist down on the dress er. "There it's out now. I'm not up to your mark—I know that, worse luck, as well as you but I can fight your battles and the more of 'em I'vo got to fight, the better for me. Here's both my fists: and you'll want 'em." "Oh, Tom," cricd poor Susan—"I cr.n't I wouldn't liave had you talk like t]mt for everything in the world I know you mean It kindly—I'm sorry I was cross to you but don't take away the only friend I've got In the world!" "I don't nsk you to care for me. I'll chance that. All I want is for you to have somebedy to fight your battles." "Good-night," said Susan, holding out her hand. "No, Tom that can't le. I can't be a wife to you—and I don't want to lose our only friend "Oh—don't tell me because you've promised him," exclaimed Tom, al most fiercely, though with wistful eyes. "Do you say that? No! I shall never marry anybody, Tom. But I've been making up my mind what I will do. I've thought It out—all. If they say such things of me now, what will they say If I leave? No I'll not give way to such foolish chatter. I've got Oliver's mother to think of and work for I've got to make every penny toward in a 1 lft up what my poor father owes I mustn't be scared out of what must be my own life's work by crazy tongues. They may call me a witch but they can't call me afraid to work for my father's good name." Tom left the house Itself in a rage: the first in which he had ever bewi se:n. even by his closest friends. The wind burst in at the door, which he had to use all Ills force to close. And that was the reason why. In brushing past the kitchen window, his onjer blinded him to a man who was lean ing with his elbows upon the outer sill. (To he rontlrnrd.i OIL FUEL IN HAWAI! It I* Preferred as a Ccmplct* Sub stitute for Coal on tbe Islands. The substitution of crude oil as fuel in place of coal in Hawaii Is proving a unqualified success, according to the Honolulu Advertiser. On Maul and Haiku, Pala, Hawaiian Commer cial and Kihei plantations are using oil. Oil this island Kahuku, Walalua,* Oahu and Honolulu are using it and Gwa will be In a few weeks. In this city the Young building Is burning oil and recently the Rapid Transit Com pany converted all of Its furnaces Into oil burners. So far as reported the change is working satisfactorily on all of the plantations, with a uniform reduction in cost of, approximately, 30 per cent. In addition to the saving in dollars, oil fuel has three distinct advantages over coal. First, It requires much less labor to handle It This is a serious consideration on the plantations, where every labor-saving device and process should be fostered, as a means of meeting the demand for labor. Any machine, device or process which en ables one man to do the work of two,' even though Its operation cost as much as the twoj men do, is a distinct ad vantage, as is reduces the require ments for laborers by 50 per cent In connection with that particular work. This is an important consideration now aud it may in the future prove most vital. Second. 1^ is a clean fuel. Instead of a grimy, dusty, and disagreeable spot, such as the regulation coal fir ing room is, where oil is in use the fire 'room becomes a show place, as clean as a parlor, while the one fire man wears a "biled shirt" and a stand ing collar if his tastes run that way. Third. It is smokeless. Not com paratively so, but absolute:y saione less. If any smoke issues from the smokestack it is proof positive that there is some defect in the burner used or In the arrangement of the furnace. An inspection of the Rapid Transit furnace and smokestack will demon strate this fact to any one who de sires to prove it. The last-named advantage is of great importance in Honolulu. With only soft coal available, even the few fuel using concerns in town were becom ing a serious nuisance to all In their Immediate neighborhood. A few more years of development would have made us a Pittsburg, so far as the smoke nuisance Is concerned. No smoke producer In Honolulu can here after plead that he cannot prevent It. With cheapness, economy of labor, cleanliness and abolition of smoke in its favor there does not seem to be any reason why oil should not at an early date entirely supersede coal Id Hawaii as a power-producing fuel. A Man Wbo Knew Everything. Thiers, the French statesman, was a victim of many whimsies. None had stronger hold on him, says Mons. Gabriel Hanotaux in "Contemporary France," than his desire to get every body to recognize his universal compet ency. Of an applicant for the post of direc tor at the Sevres manufactory, Thiers said: "He is no more made for that i.art than I for—" "you find it hard to say what you could not do." "That's the truth! That's tho truth!" cried the statesman, gleefully. One day Thiers said, speaking of a man who had been raised to a high function: "He is no more suited for that office than I am to be a druggist and yet," he added, catching himself up, "I do know chemistry!" In tbe Art Gallery. They paused before the Venus de Milo. "I wonder how she lost her arms?" queried the girl in the purple waist. "I don't know," replied her friend in pink, "but perhaps two young men asked for her liand and she gave one to each." During the year 1002-1903 the fa mous French wine-growing province of "Champagne" produced altogether 30,535,000 bottles of champagne, of which about 25,OOO.COO bottles were sent abroad. There is a gravity of words they descend and never climb they must, like a stone, come tumbling from above to do an injury.—Alfred Henry Lewis in "Peggy O'Neal." A clergyman must always take a joke with a good grace, but he should scarcely be expected to say amen. THE W Coarse Efforts to Be Funny. editor of an Indiana publication, In an effort to make a coarse jest on the subject of a local wedding, ran afoul of the United States postal laws, and as a result thereof pleaded guilty to a federal lndictmcnt. The incident calls attention to the fact that a very large class of people throughout this country carry the time-honored wedding jocularity altogether too far, and while they seldom go to indecent lengths In their efforts to be funny, as in the present Instance, their "hu morous" attempts usually smack of a coarseness that is entirely out of harmony with the civilization of the day. The charivari, or "shiveree," as it is commonly called, is an institution of historic antiquity, and when confined to a drumming that compels the returned groom to produce a barrel of cider and the pipe of peace, is interesting and harmless enough, but the efforts to embarrass the newly married couple before strangers is a different proposition. Starting with the harmless old custom of throwing rice for good luck, it progressed to the matter of playing tricks with tbe groom's clothing, to tacking ribbons on the traveling trunks, and, finally, to the "send-off" at the train, where 8omet, humorist announces to the assemblage of traveling men and other strangers that these people have just been married, and another Idiot distributes handbills to the same effect, embellished with remarks more or less im pertinent or imbecile, as the case may be. The only possi ble effect of such performances Is to make the bride and groom miserable and cause all other passengers blest with good sense to feel foolish. Tho line between laughter and disgust is a very narrow one, and the amateur comedians essaying great jocularity on the occasion of their friends' marriage almost Invariably overstep It It seems a pity there is no way for the ag grieved ones to reach the great majority of them as this editor was reached—Indianapolis Journal. Publicity of Modern Life. Tclusively HE fierce light that was suposed to Leal, ex upon a throne lias come, in our mod ern conditions, to brat with almost equal fierce ness upon a kitchen. The doings, sayings, and portraits of the cooks of the truly rich are now adays matters for public record. Meantime our American court calandar includes not only the daily doings of the presidential family, but also of the fam ilies of those of our' millionaires who are in, and by some supposed exclusively to constitute, "society." Not only this, but there is a system, especially in what would be called in England the provincial press, of recording the doings, movements, and visitations of pretty much every body in pretty much every community in the country. What effect is all this publicity to have upon the average man, woman and girl? But, particularly, what effect is all this familiarity to have upon the world's senti ment with regard to royalty and high ecclesiastical au thority? As to these latter matters, surely there will be palpable effects. Can the sense of awe continue as great when there is so little left of the unknown? One thing Is sure the sentiment toward kings and courts and Vati cans can never remain the same in these new nnd remark able conditions. The relation between the former and their subjects and followers may be none the less affectionate, even reverent: it may liccome more human, more close. But the mystery having departed, there can hardly be the old stress. When the mind is no longer awed and clouded by the dim and the unknown, the appeal to reason must be reinforced.—Century Magazine. Do Not Worry. E should worry less if we were fully conscious ot our own freedom if we realized that nothing can hurt us except our own false actions, that no one can hurt us except ourselves. We should worry less if we looked neither too eagerly to ward the future nor too soberly toward the past, but concerned ourselves chiefly with the duty of the moment. We should worry less If we could always ray to the jeering god Failure: "I tried to do my best, and that was the best I could do." We should worry less if we turned our backs on every Satan of excess—ex cessive luxury, excessive work, excessive duty, excessive anything. We should worry less if we ate simple food, if we took plenty of sleep, if we developed our minds with "Have you any old clothes, lady?" asked the broom peddler. "I'll give you a fine broom for some old clothes." "I'm busy now," said the womoL. of the house. "Not to-day." She began slowly to close the door, but the peddler displayed one of his brooms—a gorgeous, wide-spreading one with a varnished handle and bound with green plush. "Just a pair of old shoes," pleaded the peddler. "Wait a moment," said the woman and closed the door, carefully putting the catch on. Then she went upstairs and rummaged through some closets and at last found a pair of old shoes, which she brought down and offered to the peddler. "They're badly worn," he said. "Of course they are," said the wom an, briskly. "If they weren't I'd wear them myself. Do you want to trade me a broom for them. The man smiled mournfully and pro ducing a whisk broom said, "I'll let you have this for them shoes and 10 cents." "Certainly not," said the woman "Give 'em to me." "Haven't you any others?" asked the peddler. "No, I haven't. I don't need whisk broom. I want a carpet broom." The peddler examined the shoes again. Then he said: "Well, I'll give you a carpet broom for the shoes and a quarter." "I won't do it," said the woman. "Give me back the shoes." "Well, 15 cents, thou." "Oh, well," said the woman, "I sup pose I'll have to to get rid of you. Wait a minute." She closed and bolted the door again ond went upstnirs for her pocketbook, from which she extracted a quarter, which the peddler took, returning her a battered nickel and five pennies. Then be handed her a small broom, without any plush upholstering. "Here," said the woman, "I want that one you showed me first" "Can't give you that broom for 15 cents," said the peddler. "Then give me the shoes and the quarter back," said the woman. "I'll EDITORIALS OPINIONS OF GREAT PAPERS ON IMPORTANT SUBJECTS Here she broke off and sniffed. "Gracious she exclaimed, "if ray pies areu't'burnln!' Here, take your pen nies and give me the shoes nnd my quarter." The peddler took back his cbange slowly and the odor of burning pastry grew stronger. "I'll let you have tfeis broom for a quarter and the shoes," he said. The woman snatched tbe broom out of his hand, slammed the door in his face and rushed to her oven to dis cover four ptes burned to a crisp. The peddler walked away, 6miling.—Chi cago News. Wedded in Modorn Styie. There was a wedding yesterday in Graceless Church. Lord Baldknob of Wiltshire, England, married Miss Sallie PMhandle, of East Pittsburg. The bridal party. Including the at torneys for both sides, forced in the alcove promptly at 11:30. At 11:45 the real estate In the bride's name was transferred to his lordship. At 11:50 a million dollars in legal tender changed hands. At high noon all the railroad first mortgage bonds known to be the bride's possession were handed over. A vote of thauks was then passed to his lordship for leaving the bride's, father enough to live on comfortably until the next rise in Wall street, which is predicted for next spring. At 12:15 two bishops, four clergymen, two real estate lawyers and a bar rister, representing the plaintiff, pro nounced tbe benediction. The groom will pass the next three weeks with his bride at his estates in England, after the roof has been re paired. After this, it Is understood, they will separate and enter society.—New York Life. Facts About Immigration. In thirty years 1,391,076 Italians have come to this country. This immi gration has a very peculiar character. Until 1880 the percentage of women was lags than 15, but now it has in creased to 89. This indicates that the & our bodies and our bodies with our minds. We should worry less if we would frankly meet our ideals with ten* porary, just compromises, airnjng simply to gain more with every new compromise. The Boston Globe says: "The Investor who carries his steel stock to bed with him every night, and in his dreams sees it falling, failing, falling, Is not the man who watches the ticker tape with a sharp eye looking out of a clear head the next day, prepared to grasp the hand of for tune. "The merchant who permits himself to suffer long from the blues because his profits this year are less than last year, will always keep a little store around the corner, so long as his ferain is active. His show windows will never grace the main street. "The mechanic who continually nurses the fear that he will be left penniless in time of sickness, because his earn ings all go for tbe family food and clothing, it but weak' enlng his capacity as a workman and hastening his day of expected misfortune. 'The housewife who eternally frets lest the cake fall or a speck of dust be overlooked in the parlor, not only loses the pleasure of the present, but mortgages the joys sha might naturally expect for the future. Don't worry, and the result will be fewer overwrought minds, fewer exhausted nervous systems, less recourse to bracing drugs, and a marked reduction In the number of cases of Insanity."—The Week's Progress. To Make Bad Boys Good. Is not strange that there should be a good deal of sentiment among public school princi pals in favor of the restoration of corporal pun ishment, under proper restriction, in the •schools. The rule that the teacher who cannot secure discipline and order in his class with out resorting to' physical force is not fit to teach sounds very well In theory, but in practice there are excep tions. There are refractory pupils, whom nothing but the fear of physical punishment can keep in subjection, and it Is unfortunately true that the example of one or two such boys is more potent as a demoralizing force than the ex ample of the good boys can counteract. Boys are naturally lawless, if they are healthy, and the forceful young rascal who defies his teacher is likely to be regarded as a hero by Ills schoolmates. There are doubtless many occasions when a good, efficient caning would do more to maintain order and discipline in the classroom than the most earnest appeal to the dormant sense of honor of the boys. In the case of the boy who drew a knife on. his teacher in one of the Brooklyn schools recently, it certainly seems that an earnest application of the cane would have been more efficacious than the arrest of the boy. Imprisonment tends to confirm the vice that there may be in a boy, while the Incitement to virtue of a good thrashing, from which there is no honor in the sight of his fellows to be derived, would prove much more efficacious as a reformatory mea» ure.—Brooklyn Times. Average Marriage Age. HE average age of marriage for men in the United States is 20V4 years, which, according to the New York Sun, is lower than In any other country in which accurate marriage records are kept. In Sweden the average is 31 years. Whether it is better, on the whole, that the average age of marriage In a country should be low or high Is a moot question, and the answer must vary according to the character of the country. Early marriages naturally are followed by large families of chil dren, but young parents with many children are very likely to be poor and unable to give the children much care. The young ones are forced to leave school and go to work at an early age nnd thus their minds and bodies are prevented from attaining the highest development of which they are capable. True, a moderate measure of whoilesome neglect is good for a child. True, also, that many great men rose like Lincoln and Garfield from the humblest and poorest of early environment But when talking of general averages it is a safe proposition that ex treme poverty 19 a detriment to children. The advantages of money, good schools, books and a reasonable amount of comfort and even luxury at home are beneficial. Tbcy make a finer quality of men and women.—San Francisco Bulletin. immigration has a marked tendency to become permanent ANDRE PRISON HOUSE. Historic Strnctare la Now Used as a liar and Tavern. In the little village of Tappan, near the border line between New York and New Jersey, about twenty-one miles from New York, is tbe historic prison house in which Major John Andre, of the British army, was confined in Sep tember, 1780, and from which he was led to execution on Oct 2, 1780, says the New York Tribune., The house is practically the same now as it was 123 years ago, although a storm in March, 1897, destroyed part of the structure and leveled aside wall, which has been rebuilt, however. The house has long been an object of interest to tourists, and it has lately attracted some attention because of the resurrection of the theme of Andre's death by Clyde Fitch, the playwright, who has laid the scenes of his last act in the play "Major Andre," now ruu ning at the Savoy Theater, in this cele brated house. The building is of stone, and it has been known for nearly a century as the *7C house." Presumably it was built in that year. It was a tavern when Andre was confined there, and it Is a tavern still. For many yen is prior to its partial destruction, in 1897, it had been unoccupied, and it was therefore in poor condition to with stand tho strong winds. Immediately afterward It was purchased by Charles A. Pike, a native of Tappan, who re stored the house as nearly as possible to Its former state. One room, how ever, has been converted Into a bar room. Directly .across the hall Is the Andre prison room, which is carefully preserved for the inspection of visitors. Mr. Pike, the owner of the building, Is proud of his property and the Andre room is filled with rare prints and re productions of documents relatiug to the young British officer who was tried there and hanged in the rear of the house. Obeying the Law. "Why did yon let him get away fron. you?" thundered the chief. "He—er—took a mean advantage of me," replied the green detective. "Ho ran across the grass in the park and—" "Well?" "Well, there was a sign there, 'Keep off the grass.' "—Philadelphia Press. Land Is Redeemed. By means of irrigation something like 3,500,000 acres of land in Dakota has been increased in value over $230, 000,000 SOME QUAINT PROVERBS. Carious Collection of Ancient tfaxlmt of Prndence, Take any collection of proverbs and It will be found that they group them •elves round certain important points of conduct,' says the Liverpool Post. Maxims of prudence, for instance, wiu form a good proportion. "Ask thy purse What thou shouldst buy "Bet ter lire wuhln compass than havs lapm footings in "Beware of no man aMm thali thyself "A fool loses hit estate before^ he finds his folly "A grain of prudence, is worth a pound of craft." The. wise saws of economy are out of fashion, but some are worth re "The back door robs the house "Good cheap is dear at long run "A bog upon trust grunts till he's paid for "Frugality is an es tate." Proverbs relating to gifts and fa vors are often happy. "He that ask eth a courtesy promises a kindness "He that askotb faintly beggeth a de nial "Gratitude is the poor man's, payment "A favor ill placed is pro£ fusion "A favor long waited, for is sold, not given." So are some of those relating to worth: "A hog in armor Is a hog still "The truest gentleman is the son of his own deserts." Or those referring to covetousness: "A covetous man does nothing he should do until he dies "A man has no more goods than he gets good by." Many old English proverbs are very quaint "A dog will not howl if you beat him with a bone "A feast is not made of mushrooms only "A full cup must be stirred steadily "A crowd is no company "A wager is a fool's ar gument "He who leaves early gets tbe best hat "Fraud Is In haste but honesty can bide a fair leisure" (a maxim which shows "pushfulness" in rather a bad light): "A willing mind makes a light foot "An old physi cian and a young lawyer "An oak is not felled at one chop "A pound of care will not pay an ounce of debt "A man's folly should be his greatest secret "A little of everything is noth lug In tbe main "A mole wants lantern "He has a good judgmen' who relies not wholly on bis own ''The quarrelsome man has no neigh bor," aud tho odd but sensible saying that "Cooks cannot be taught in their own kitchen." psf th- Marriage li-ws. A curious law prevailing in France provides that, before being married, children of a family, although over age. Shall seek In respectful and formal terms the advice of their father and mother. It makes no difference, how ever, whether the consent of parents Is given, for the couple can be married month after under any circumstances. This is also the case in the Nether lands. A divorce further entitles the inno-/ cent party to recover all the presents' be or she may have made. According to the constitution of tho Netherlands, the civil marriage must always precede the religious ceremony. The latter, indeed, Is left entirely to the c5hscience of the parties concerned. There is also a law providing that no man or woman under 30 can marry without the consent of parents. If tho consent be refused, the couple have to appear before a Judge who advises them as he thinks best. '1 A Gennine Eair Grower. A doctor-chemist in the Altenhelm Medical Dispensary, 1170 Foso build ing, Cincinnati, Ohio, has discovered what proves to be a positive hair grow, er. This will be welcome news to the thousands afflicted with bald heads ai well as those whose hair is scanty and falling out. The announcement of the doctor-chemist in another column ot this paper explains more fully what this new discovery for the hair can do. A trial package can be had free by en closing a 2-cent stamp to Altenhelm Medical Dispensary, 1170 Foso build ing, Cincinnati, Ohio. Slightly Mixed. "Are you partial to repartee, Miss Lakeside?" asked the young man. "No, I don't care for any kind of tea^fl replied the society bud. "I always driakjj coffee." The largest dome in the world is that of the Lutheran Church at Warsaw. Its Interior diameter is 200 feet. That of tbe British Museum Library is 130 feet. "I BROW HAIR IN ONE NIGHT." Famous Doctor-Chemist Has Discovered a Secret Compound That Orowc Hair on Any Bald Head. Discoverer of This Magic Compound Thai Grow* Hair in a aingle Night. 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