The Yale expositor., October 10, 1902, Image 2

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Ilitt, I MB.
By SUWARU W. HOPKINS,
Ailkr el "Jet Cebblaa el America," "la the
China "Two Ueatlomea el
Hawaii." Oa a PaUe
CharC.M Etc.
9errigM, lw 7 noaaar Boaaia'i Roaa.
C APTER X.
"Muttcrt 111. I want to ask you a
question."
It was the second day of my re
newed life anil I felt much stronger,
.and had In-en watching Muttorellt
with a fee-ling of amusement as he
puttered around, doing this and that
for his own comfort and mine.
"Aak it. Klgnor," he replied. "There
la no law In the grotte to compel me
to answer it it I don't want to."
"No." I fiuid. "Hut there is no rea
son why oii should not tell me this.
If you l;r.ow. Have you any Idea who
really killed Paoho Mallgnl?"
live rythlng dropped from Mutter
oIH'h hands, and Lc stared at me,
woemlngly overcome with surprise.
"Who Killed who who killed Ma
llgnl? What la that, slgnor? Oh. yea.
I forgot. No. nlgnor. I (K) not know
who killed MullKnl. You did not kill
Lim?"
"No." I replieil. "I gwear it. I did
not oven ie him struck. I was out
side of the villa making my way to
the gate with Nita Ilarlottl, when I
heard him cry out and heard the
uJarrn ghon. 1 faw him when I was
on the balcony, hut he got up from his
chair nnd left the room. The next
time 1 -aw him. he was lying dead. I
am uk much in the dark about It as
any one."
Mutterelll whistled.
"This Ik news to me. algnor. I
thought, of course, you killed Mallsnl.
Hut if you did not, then who the deuce
iidr
"I don't know. Tiiat Is what I want
t'i know."
"You nhall know, slgnor." paid Mut
terelll, and his Jaw Knapped. "Nearly
i month has be-e-n wasted. In which,
perhaps. I could have run the mur
derer down and Kit you free. Hut I
will do it yet. slgnor. Do not far.
I will know who the murderer of Ma
llgnl Is In less than sixteen days
more."
"rind him." I Bald, "and the twenty
five thousand lire that I promised
you hhall be doubled."
"Ah! Thank you. slgnor. Mutter
olll Im faithful, but ho is poor. There
fore he is grateful. I must see
Hrother Michael today. If I can find
Mm."
The last sentence Roomed to be an
ufl.-rt litn'Kht. My own opinion was
that if the wily Mutterelll wanted to
r.eo Hrother Michael he would not
need to K'o far a mirror would ahuw
Jjim the Jesuit's face.
Taut afternoon Mutterelll went
away and did not return until long
Info the night. When he did com in,
lie breathed heavily, anil H"'ni''.l like
u man who had been drinking :-.-..: I:
u Inc.
I lay there In silence watching hin:.
-as In the dim light of tne can lie h
moved about prepatlng to go to bed.
In a far corner of the grotto, upon
riome hoard laid h-:igt!iw i.e. hhijh
furs like theme on which I lay ha I
been plared. I'pon this rude ro-ih
Muttcn 111 htretched hlmM-lf, and wa i
noon M.orir.n away as if he was repos
ing on the softest bed la his probably
eomlortable home In (le-rioa. And as I
thought f It I laughed softly to my
self. It was probably a strand pl.u e
for Mutterelll to be sleeping. Yet
more than that, the thought cmp to
ine that It was a strange coin h for a
rnonl;. And laughing again at Mat
lerelU's clumsy attempts to deceive
me, I fell asleep.
The days passed slowly after this,
-yet 1 mended rapidly, and my return
ing Mrength broiiKht renewed ambi
tion and stronger determination to
carry to a Huecossful Issue the pur
jKiseH that had brought me to Sar
dinia. Hut I could get nothing out
of Mutterelll. I plied him with ques
tions about the monk and about the
prefitto find about Nlta Ilarlottl. but
ull I got. day after day, were reiter
ated cautions about leaving: the grot
to and vague and misty sentences
about great plans being laid for my
benefit by Mutterelll and "Hrother
Michael."
Nita Harlottl was still at the coun
try residence of the prefetto. and Mutton-Ill
Informed me that It was ru
mored that fche would Boon become
the bride of Count dl Ponllr.o. I
c-oiibl not nee how or wherein the
count wns any Improvement over
Pacio Mallgnl. but Mutterelll par
tially r r.ssured me by saying that
the count would not be allowed to we I
lier. for when he nnd Hrother Michael
liad M't my affairs straighten, d out.
they would alt-nI to the ease of the
Count dl I'ordlr.o and hU propose I
Tim rrla"e.
All this was pae if yir.,1 and alno.it
ratisfylrg In the early days of my
on vnleye e-neo, but the-ro came a day
when 1 was no longer weal:, and wlon
the blood, full of life, niching three.:
my Intdy. gave me vigor and a eh sin?
to go oat s ide again Into tho world
ami see for myself what was going en.
and do for myself what I I.il become
f-onvin't I no on" else would be
to do for inc.
It Wl.ri c:i one of these e! .)?, whn
MuM.crelii was away, thr.t t t spirit
of nnrc-r-t felr-d me. n:rl I grw Im
patient and ::erv;i-3 at my e r.for: c 1
MIt-ok.
?.".!.' If r ';!, with Un use?. I r"iard f ir
my cot:i!t. ha I prcr-un- 1 in fort"
way a fr ,1.y . v c-;:t. nr. 1 I
eat rn r.-.y t el. wit' v l..r!: r. a'r-.
tie i-;.-;"-r.(! : i 'r.r v. :i c f i..arM .
kiu'dJrn e:.e t.l V...::.
Slipping from my couch, I mean
dered uneasily around the grotto.
gnimblir.K Inwardly at the unpleas
ant delay In my plans, and thinking
hard, trying to help myself out of
my present dlMlculty.
I was surprised, when approaching
the entrance In my aimless ramble,
to set? letters carved In the rook away
to tho right of tho arch. Stopping
to this apot, I read the words easily,
so deeply and evenly were they cut
Into tho marble:
"Hi:NUY TJIOKI.ANU, t
I Will Avenso."
Tho same words and In the sam
form as I had found them In the cell
In the Torre dell Klefanto.
Ile-nry Thorlane then, was no
doubt the former occupant of the
cave. Hut now a puzzling question
arose: When could he have carved
these letters In the grotto? Previous
to his arre.st he would, for all I knew,
taking MutterclU'tf story Into tho mat
ter, have no cause for vengeance. And
Muttered!! hail said that he was l: the
monastery, from which there could
be no escape. Yet there was his
name and his motto his war-cry
carved In letters that would last for
centuries, In tho marble rock before
me. One of two things was certain.
Mutterelll did not know nil the story
before Tjorlane's arrest, or he did
not know what had happened after
ward. It was possible that Thorlane
had escaped, made his htmie In the
grotto, and had been captured again.
Or and as I thought this, my he-art
stood still a second what If Mutterel
ll was right and Thorlar.e had b. en
put In the monastery and had gained
the confidence of the superior and
had Joined the order unknown to the
prefe tto or anybody outsld: the Jesuit
circle Inside the monaMcry walls! And
if so, then, perhaps. Mutterelll was
Mettere 111 and no one e lse, anil the
monk who had rescued me was Henry
Thorlane-.
hftill pondering upon this. I began
to look Htlll farther for evld. rce of
Henry Thorlane's occupancy. I fo:;nd
no more letters, but I did f.nd a trap
door. My fingers came in contact
with an Iron ring. I knew it mut
have bee n placed there for a purpose.
I pulbd It. It did not move, and I
lighted a candle, for the ring was In
a dark portion of the grotto, and
closely examined the place. I found
that the ring was fastened to a wood
on cove r. w hich was held In plae by
two large pieces of rock which were
laid upon It. These I rolled away,
and the trap door came up ea.ily. The
opelng thus made lei Into a small,
cellar like hole, and lying on the floor
was a wooden box or cheap kind of
trunk. I managed to get this out. and
opened it. it contained e-Iothing of
various kinds, mask, beards. wUs. la
fact, everything that was needed for a
complete dlsrulfe. And as I e.am-lt.e-1
thi.i i:ost fortunate find I chuck
led al.n-d.
I Would f- free!
And Nlta Harlottl sho-i'd at ht
know who hlit was, and be pl.i, . 1 in
jio-.M .-sio; of h r own.
('Ire -unwane cs ; me 1 ; favor me.
'ii:i:re.il ca:::e to the ;rotto lit in i
the aftenii i-n of the day n whbh I '
I u:;d th trunk of . h.t
i.jair.el to :-.;;i;.-.-.
ini;. and
.Mit r fipp'-r v. e ir.ui, in -r.
I In
M 1 1 1 1 ! i fink-he-1 hi.
ttt an 1
.-e-i'ine d to ! ; ic;i:iri:ic to 1 av
"Yi .i are g"ln away. M::;!ei
I
.-aid.
Y. -i. tU:ior. I id-all n. t be lark
io-rdght."
I did not want him ba :. and when
.it last h- had taken hl.e departure I
a.-aiiT op-ned th tr.v l..eir and ti.ok
out the trunk. I pulled out the entire
contents nnd spread them ovi r the
floor of the grotto, that I might mme
successfully choi:e the most e-i;iup!e-t
ell. guise.
Having made my seb-rtlen. I pro
ceeded to put en first a pair e-f heavy
Klities. I doffed my p:Uun suit and
enfedded mypelf In the most skillfully
e'-vlscd waist or vest that could have
bei-n made. It was a stuffed affair,
anil, fitting close te my fig-ire. made
me loek at leat forty pound lwavler
than I really was. I pulled a pair of
king, much-worn black trousers onto
my less, and over tho sniffed veet I
put a leir.g black oc;at. I found a blar-k
beard, with a Ion;:, black, curling mus
tache, that easily fitted my face, and
oiiiild be securely faste ned on by mois
tening with my breath er.u gummed
strips on the under side.
My eyebrows were brown, but I
found plenty of oosmetlcs and dyeing
materials, anil eion made my eye
brows match the beard in color.
Having thoroughly convinced myself
that I was under a complete disguise.
I set out fremi tho grotto, find making
up seme unlmpoi tant things Into a
park, and slinging It over my s'.iou
en a stick.
I p.i-ese-d a few pMp! r.on? of whom
paid any atte-nth n to th wiry oi l
Jew p!::i!.!i:. along rn hi w ay to Cas
llarl. It W.1 1 .".be. lit e-!r.en o Joo'c v h' !. I
arrived at a point in-ar th villa .
the prefetto. and I stood a m nt-rt n.'
If resting, feve-ral pe:ons pa.-.; -d n:e.
ne ne ef whe-m looki'il at r.5 the
e n I tlm'. i;ut a tran pas-.'d t.u at
wl.r-m I hedi-t ogam and atain.
He was a rmall man. an hjllan. ani
weire niutachs. waxed anI cnr!l to
points. I recognl.ed him at e.nre. It
was Dam bo. tho man whom 1 hud n--u
In Mad!on Kq-iaro Card -n s-t fir to
th rope of Harh.ttl's trapze. What
d'-vllner.t might ho be up to now. and
what, perhaps, did he know r.bout Mall,-,:;!
eb-ath?
I r"e,'.ved to f.d'ow Mm. an I. pl.-k-1"
up it. y ae k. I p'.cdele 1 ah:T.g be
hind him.
H ' 1-el me along th" road, ar.d thn
ho clinb-l a wad. Hy thl means h"
ff'll r'. lit the villa grcun! in the
!.'-. fa :lv.i thron?h th- a 'J .Ir.i-vj
profert;-. I c. ul 1 ti t ft ILw Liu. ar '
stood In the road looking after him.
studying In my mind what to do next.
As I stood there I saw a mouk ap
proaching. I recognized him as Hra
Michael at once.
When he drew near to me ho
seemed to start ami show evidences of
surprise. I stepped quickly to him.
"Urother Michael," I said, "do you
know me?"
"I know you. son." was the reply,
and then I noticed that the seift voice
had none of Mutterelli's Italian ae
sent. "Why aro you here In spite of
Muttrrelll's warning? Do you not
know that your life Is in danger?"
"I know It. Hrother Michael." I said,
"but look at thu retreating figure
skulking along tho fence of the pre
tetto's ground. Can you see him
well?"
"I se'o him, son."
"HU name Is Dambo. I saw thit
nan make a deliberate attempt to kill
Nlta Harlottl In New York, lie prob
ably knows more about the murder of
Mallgnl than he would care to tell. No
doubt he will kill the girl now If he
has an opportunity."
Hrother Michael seemed lust In
thought for a moment.
"Hi Is a dangerous man. son." ho
said finally. "Come. l-t us mee t this
Dambo and learn from hlu bomcthlng
of his purpeise here."
I followed the monk, ond together
we went around the pre-te tto's grounds
to ni'-e-t Dambo In the rear. When he
saw us coming h. Kte;od a mome nt aj
If irresolute, and the monk motioned
tor him to npproai h.
"My sum." t-ald the monk, who was
now firmly fixed In my mind as Henry
Thorlane, "your movements around
the villa of the prefetto have been
wati he-d with suspicion. Dange-r lurks
In tin air when tkulking men are
seen in hhadeel place. Is It not no?"
Dambo bowed his head a If aba-do-d
by the implied accusation of tho
monk.
"It Is fo. father." h replied. "Hut
no clanger lurks where Dambo goes. 1
come to warn the pn-fetei, father."
"To warn th prefetto. son?" sai l
the mouk. "This Is a strange place,
inde-e-il. to find one who seeks ttj warn
the prefetto. You must explain bet
ter than th!i your strange actions,
son."
"I know whom I would meet, fath
r." replied the wily scoundrel. I
have seen you of late walking around
the' prefetto's grounds outside tho walL
I knew you wen friendly to the prev
fetto. and that I might trust you. I
came to mee t you. father, ami through
you convey my warning to the pre
fetto." "Ah. son. your zeal Is to be com
menelod." said the monk. "Hut tell
me. son. what Is your message to tho
pre fetto?"
"It Is this, fathe r. The villa of tho
prefetto Is to be attacked at midnight
this very night, fathe-r by the Count
dl l'ordlno and his hired assassins and
bandits, for the purpose of e-e-urin;;
the Slgnorlna Harlottl and to carry her
away tor his own evil purposes. It Is
this that I came to n 11 the pre fetto,
lather."
Th- monk se- r.:ed to h communing
v ilh ki;n.e-lf for a moment. Then he
: aid :
"Hut how 1 It. --nil. that tin Count
dl poielir.o seeks thus to th .-.t rate the
!;t -i-e ot the prefetto and to win his
b;i.;. by f. ;e-. '..hen It has b en h-ng
le-: stMiul ska' the h;i;-.d of the hig
i.orlna would be ;-ivi-:i him in mar
j lave by his fri. n l the prefetto?"
"Ah. fathe-r. It Is a ca.-. of money.
It seems that th.- prefette has be-frb-neb-d
the count greatly in tin- past,
and now he demands from the count
th payment of a l.irge sum of mer.y
lor the slgnorlra be-fore he will allow
h-r to I erome the bride of l'ordlno.
And the count, while he conse-nts to
this while talking to the pre-fe-tto. plots
te take the flgnorlna by force and not
pay the pre-fe-ttei any money."
(To be continued.)
Early Birds.
An Hnglbdi nobleman In III health
was out one morning early, wearily
taking a constitutional. Walking
along his game preserves, he turned
a rharp corner and came face to face
with an Irishman who had the reputa
tion of b-lng an Inveterate poacher.
Putting his hands and what they
held behind him. he preserved a per
fectly virtuous aspect, while the gen
tleman halb-d hltn cordially with,
"C.Kid morning. Pat."
"(Jooel marnln. yer hanrr. An'
phwat brings yer l.auer out so airly
tils marnln'?"
"I'm Just walking around. Pat, to
see If I can g-t an appetite for my
!in-akfat. And what brines you out
eo early, Pat?"
"()( h be Jabbers, Oi'm J'-st a walk
in' around to see If Ol can't git a
l.n-akfasht ft r mo oppetite!"
Lon-Llved and Prolific Family.
It Is not c-ay to find a family which
l a five generations, but there Is such
a family at Kndva!, near Ide-g". The
two -ldet members are a-je-d respe-e-Ively
e-ltihtyteeven and c-lghtyslx
ye-ar-e. Thy liad fourteen children.
Nb hoi."., the oldest of these, married
z.' ll.ge and still lives there. His
oMrrt c'aughter. Jeanne, married In
iter le.rn and had a daughter, who Is
a No marrle'd and the mother of three
children. The family's name Is Vle-l-voye-I.ogr.arel.
and Its heuno U In the
Hue elo Venders. Sixty five mem
5eri are llvlrg to-day and a paternal
uncle or Mini-, Vie lvoye-I.ognard dk-d
r- rt.tly at tho ae of lu" years.
Lott Letters in London.
One hundr-d thousand b-tbrs aro
poste'd In the wror.s boxes la Iondou
every elay.
RucsIji's Mercaitile Marine.
The Russian mercantile marine has
7JS it earners and 2,132 salllr; vcsojt.
THE JESTERS' CORNER
HUMOR OF THC DAY SERVED IN
ATTRACTIVE FORM.
Fair Gather Gives Reggy a Home
Thrust Qualifications for Errand
Boy Why Maiden of the Gilded Get
Was Not Popular.
In the Gilded Set.
'She's pretty," commented
th3
stranger.
Yes." admitted Cholly languidly.
"And bright and clever."
"Why. of course."
"With many avco:np!lshment3."
"Sure."
"Hut she ebiesn't Beeni to bo popular
with th" yong men."
"No." sab I Cl.olly. "You kco the fact
13 she'll neve r have e:iei.i;h to sup
port a husband properly."
No Way Out.
"I couldn't get out jf marrying h?r."
Henpeck explained. "'h-n she- pro
posed alie h.iiil, "Will j on marry me?
Have yeni any obje ction,?' You see. no
matte-r whether 1 said 'yes' or 'no,' she
nad in."
"Why didn't you Just keep tllent.
then?" inepiln d his friend.
"That's what 1 did. and she raid. Tl
b ncu gives cons :.:, anil that e:u.e-J
me."
The Race for Publicity.
"I shall never tte.-t 5; In a-.taln."
.:aid the statesman, bitterly.
"Hut he has never failed to lend his
Inllue ne e In your be-half."
"Nevertheless, h- Is a fal.-e friend."
"What has he dor:-?-'
"Snatched fame from ny gra.p. I
told him a funny ttory and he wont
and printed it as origit al befeue I had
a chance to v-e an interviewer."
His Hobby.
An edd country sexton. In showing
visitors round the churchyard, used to
stop at a certain tombstone and hay,
"This 'ore Is the te mb of Tuinmas
'Coper an' '1 b-ven wolves."
One day a lady re-marked. "Kleven?
De-ar ir.e. that's rather a lot. Isn't It?"
The obi man l. ed:e-d at lo-r grave ly
end replied. "Well. mum. ye-r so It
w ar an 'obby of "ls'n."
Might Try and See.
"There Is only one reason why 1
have never aske-d you to be my wife."
"What Is that?"
"I have always been half afraid you
mlsht refus-."
"Well" (In a whisper, after a long
sllnch "I should think you'd have
curioflty enough to want to find out
whetheT your suspicion was well
founded cr not."
Great Scheme.
Mr. Mar.n To-morrow i my elay off.
so I'm going uv r now and boirow Mr.
Ping's lawn inuwer.
Mrs. Mann Why. emr lawn ib.o
not no"d to ! trimmed.
Mr. Mann Who -aid It d: d? I ll
!. i k It eh.wn.c i '.ur and .-.'.umbers
we-n't be d'.tuil.ed by his infernal
rai k'.t in the e-aiiy me.rr.l;:.;:
FcrctocuQh-.
"Kl.-ht h-:-'." s.i.l m sr.; ve-yr.r.
"will be a g i d pi.-. .- j. .,awmi;i.
TI.e c-e.-unty b:. v.iil r;:.i exa.tlj
tl.ri 'ii-h the mi Idle of it."
"Not mui h." .r.bt th-. pli r.e-er.
"We- 11 have It HI e;.e si b or the
other. When a man gets rav.vd In
two 1 eh. n't want no two o.r.-.u-ri' In-i-ie-ots
over hi:n."
A Little Mis understanding.
1 Young Moih r V.'hat will you
char;:- fi-r a phot grr.;.li ed iur little
! boy?
! Photograph r Thru dollars, mad
i am. but It will b considerably cheap
i or for a dozen.
Young Mothe r A dozen! Oh. no;
' wo can't wait so long. I.Ipplneutfs.
A Thoughtful Maiden.
"Ho fald he would fchoot himself If
I didn't agree to marry him."
"And you agreed?"
"Yes. I was afraid If I didn't ho
might try' to kill himself, an 1 if he
did try to kill himse lf he'd be sure ti
hit pome Inno. -nt bystander he's to
awfully cross-eyed, you know."
True Sympathy.
Tom Why so melancholy, old man?
Jack Miss Jone-s reje-cted me last
evening.
Tom Weil, brace up; thero are
other.
Jack Yes. of course; but somehow
I can't help fe-ellr.g horry fcr the poor
girl.
"Rut I want a boy to run errand.
ar.el I'm afial I ; o i would not lie very
i fa.t. e-?iHM-ially up hi'.!."
j "Me bbe n t. Fir. but I roll down
! 'cm an' wot I loses e:ne v.ay I makej
, up de udder, so I stati's even!"
Hew They Ma.-.ajfd It.
"The Rur.ira: J i ha, ? sueierlod at
List In cttl-r; tluir i.n:.:e Into tho
r.w s ;iper."
"How r.Id they rina.'o It?"
"They nrraasrrd to have their chauf
for arui.e;.! Ui wtivl.''
His Advantages.
The Lucky Member of the Family.
"No use o" talkln'." said Mr. Hras.
tus Pinkloy; "dat brother o mine Is a
mighty lucky man. He alius has
money."
"Hut you must remember that lie Is
much more Industrious than you arc.
Ho Isn't at all afraid of work."
"Dat's Jes de jnilnt. He were lucky
In be-In' born Industrious."
A Promising Clew.
Stupor Hon' a nice letter for a
man to reee-lvo. The scoundrel who
wrote It call mo a blithering Idiot.
Tee-pie What's his name?
Stupor That's Just what I'd like to
find out: but there's no sl'tnature.
Teople Don't you recognize the
writing? It must bu somebody who
knows you.
Not Entirely Crippled.
"They tell mo you called em old Han
gerly at a favorable time. He has the
gout, hasn't he?"
"Yes. in lnith feet. Rut he's all
sound as far as hi arms are con
corned. He managed to throw n pa-pe-r
weight, an inkstand, and three vol
ums of Macaulcy al me be-fore I could
escape."
A Home Thrutt.
lie ggy N: I r.evvaw go In the
watah. A bathing suit makes a fel
low look to ridiculous, don't you
think?
Miss Pert Oh. I elon't know; they
are not the only suits that d) that.
An Unreasonable Complaint.
"I really shall have to leave this ho
tel," i.ald the weary man to the pro
prietor. "The-re Is a baby in the next
room to mine-, and he cries all night."
elon't se e why you should c em
plain." said the proprietor. "His fathe-r
and mother have him In the same
n:e)ni with them, and th;y haven't said
a word."
His Cause for Complaint.
Judge- Your only ee.mplaint against
this woman Is that sir. thre.v a bn k
ut he-rhu. br.nd? Complainant Vol;,
ye-s. Jud",' Then what liu.-in. Is
that cf yours.' Sli d.dn't throw it at
vou. Com,i!:.lr.r.nt I know: but If s-h
! knl she might have hit h-r I: i.!;u. 1.
and 1 wouldn't hae- this black eye.
In the Nature of a Hint.
Mr. Polk My gia'lous! It's nearly
n:blni:;ht. I suppose 1 11 u, t the rep:.:
j tain n i f being a ve ry law- -ali.r.
Mi. i Patb-nc-t Oh. I don't mind la'-.-!
callers.
Mr. Polk No? I'r.i d-'llghto I to
Mls Patlem-e No. it's the late leav
ers who bolt me.
Ought to De Good.
Th" tenor of the Little Mi:'-Ion bam!
was warbling at the city Jail concert
for the belli fit of the caged one.s.
"MaLnifle t.t voice, hasn't he?" said
the girl in the blue waist.
"Ought to have." replied th man
nt the organ; "ho ntudled in Sing
Sing."
.. r -T . J -J r
in-.
Jim I do not believe that I have a
true friend In the world. Jack So you
have been trying to borrow money,
too, have you?
"She's always dreadfully over
dressed." "Yes; but I don't bollevo
It's quite duo ho much to a lack of
taste as to a lack of means." Puck.
Mr. Puss v I don't foe why you
wear those ridiculously big sleeves,
when you have nothing to fill them!
Mrs. Fussy Do you fill your silk hat?
Jack How aro yen going to tho
masked ball tonight? Tom Thought
Pel ke e p se.be-r. und Jack That's
disgulju t-notSs'h; nobody will know
you.
Tho Pride Kiss mo c:t.ln, d".ir.
The (In-em Hut. Midge. I have done
nothing but kiss you for tho last tl-.r-e
hours! The Hrblo (bursting Into
tear) Tralteir! You b.-ve anothe r!
Tonsuewed (excitedly) io up to
my house as quirk as you can. doctor.
My wife has tumbled downstairs.
Deleter Was It iuch of a fall?
Tonguenvod Mac h cf a fail! Why,
man. tho was kno'-kel speechless.
Wife Krally, dear. I must remind
ye-.t that te rvants ate very scarce nnd
dIHeuIt to kep. You surely forgot
yoursi If wh.-n you were talking to
rook Just now ni If you we re talking
to me. Do t o more careful, dear!
"11. re, I asked for a pie. not a pav
Irg stone." paid th anno e.I customer.
" c.ung nan." re;.i: -l th shop .e-.-.s-or
M-vere-ly. ! tn'!-1 vl"s he.'cre '-on
wore born." "Illght you aro." roplk-J ,
the Xekori eUili !;;' ;-; tl 'ea."
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A GREAT SUFFERER FROM
RHEUMATISM.
Cured by St. Jacobs Oil.
Mr. K. O. Moor, of 7, Phillip
Street, Klngslsnd:
"I was a great sufferer from Ithou
rnatlsm for many years, during which
time I tried many reme-dleis. from
which ! received but very little relief.
Doing advised to use St. Jacobs Oil,
I did so, and am happy to say that
after a few applications I felt great
relief, and continuing Its use I can
now say I am porfi-etly well. St.
Jacobs Oil Is. in my opinion, a thing
which should be In every household.
What a blessing, and what hours of
Buffering, pain and misery would
have been saved had Mr. Moore
adopted tbo wiser course and usl
St. Jacobs Oil at first. Instead -'!
wasting time and money on worthlesj
embrocations and nostrums with
which, unforturatedy, the market Is
fliMee-d. The public should not lo.e
l.rht of th fact that St. Jacobs Ol!
has oonijuered pain for moro than fifty
years, and It I ;n't goln-; to stop doiti
the name thing now or at any future
time. Fifty years' record of pain
ceinqeierlrg is a re'eord to Inspire) cuu
fide-nee.
VALUE OF LOOKING PLEASANT.
If You are Ill-Tempered, Try Not o
Show It.
"As a man thlnketh In his heart,
so Is he." And, conversely, as a man
appears to be, so will ho think In his
heart. In othe r weirds. If ono Is hap
py and cheerful and kind, ho will
s:mtlo, he will ppe-ak, caeerlngly, ho
will do acts o kindness. On the other
hand, and this Is Just a Important,
to smile and to rpe-ak ejuie-tly ami In a
kindly tone, ov-n If one feels unhappy
or angry or discouraged at the nns
ment, so reacts on tho man's Inner
being that ho begins to fce-1 what ho
has simulated. This Is a good thought
aid it points to a plain duty. W-j
should never allow ourselves to ex
press outwardly by word or hy look
any unkind or unhappy thought or
fed!r.g. To do ri Is only to tend ar.d
foster that fee-ling, tei mako It grow
iud get final hold on tho character.
Hut by affecting tho helpful virtues
wo will dwarf, and finally plu.-k out
altogether, tho evil In our nature, and
we become In character the good
things wo have caused to appear In
our countenances and In our voices.
Woman's Home rn-n-je-lon.
A Supervisor's Story.
Lockport. N. Y.. Oct. Cth. Mr.
George P. Penfold, Supervisor for the
first ward of tho city of Iockport.
has written the following letter for
publication to tho newspapers:
"It gives me great pleasure to rec
ommend De id d's Kidney Pills as a
cure for Kidney Trouble.
"My kidney troubled mo moro or
leas for years and treatment by local
physicians only gave mo jartfal and
teniHrary n-li f.
"An eld friend, knowing my trouble,
advl.-o-1 me to try Dodd's Kidney Pills
telling me a', tin same time how
much they had !i lped him.
"I used alt'ig'-tm-r six beixos and
found a permanent eur.
"Thl was two yars ago and I havo
not since bee.i trembled la ony way
with pains In the bark or any of th
many other di. tn-sslng difllculties
arising from diseased kidneys."
(Signed) Ce-orge p. p.r.fohl.
2u7 Church St.. Lockport, N. Y.
The wot-i.Mi who get .-ilong bet In
this we. rid N he who ni:ikec Voil think
she J ibiliig vieur way while nil the
tlllle sll Is lining her eiW 11.
No nrh thin? iv "teura imr complaint
' whrr Ir Fowler's Rxtraet ( V d .trw-t-erry
i krpt I nn-ly. ( Nature's remedy for
llX)o:.e e.I tht Imwetiie.
Tf lhTe W.re Tl.I polllles tho 1-li's
trip ein ji'iini ne-n woul.l l inure f-etle.
Csn't perfevt he,lth without por
Mood. IlurdM-k I Wool Hitters nikeei pur
; biexul. TuDrs nd luvlgurstes the whole
kyciem.
Why Is It n man can't vralk sloer
enough for n tn-et ear to ontch him
or fast e-mugh te e-:iteli a stree-t ear?
The Woman tilth a
"Beautiful Complexion
Is the womnii whoeie r he portrsy
the !iw of hoelth. The lrntrr
life ot moit wornon inVei It ebto
lu!'y -ery for thtn to etlt
H(orilr kellni the fun'llonn ot
!irtl la a boeith cou&Uuo.
TUJL' why
Dr. CaldweH's
CLaxatiw)
Syrup Pepsin
Is eo popular with the womea of
AmrrW-s. It U s senile correwllere
UiatlTt. illmuUCnt the lltr end
klln7t to hoallhy ivllon hne no
bla.-ht. bo cntiptl'in. no nr
touoi . la it-.! th glow of he-alth.
ALI DRUGGISTS
SOt and St.OO fiocrfef
Pr.t Tr'. PmtiJ tw.t' en n lntirtli;f
UkiH. "TIj Mwijr of Trevr.iuc Mo. "
Pepsin Syrup Company
Monticeello. llllnota
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