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é a . ’. .w FUR "Ti-i E _ . --..._,. ...â€".., .-~. CHAPTER 1X. There was an instant's dead silence during which the two gazed steadfast- ly at each other. Dr. John’s pale face and fearless gray eyes met the Wolf- isl. glare in the black orbs of Victor Labour unflinchingly. "Sol" cried the latter. hissing Ills. words, and turning suddenly u; on Amy -â€"-"so, madam, this is how you amuse yourself in my a‘sence, is it! You send. word to your old lovers, and they face the bowling tempests and spend the long winter evenings by your side. A thousand pities, is it not, that I should‘ come in at this early hour and spoil: your teteâ€"a-tete? My dear Dr. Ster- ling, pray don’t hurry on my account; conduct yourself precisely asthough. l were still at Major )Iullory’s.” "I intend to,” said Dr. John coolly. "‘I was taking my departure, when you appeared so unceremoniously â€"â€" 1' shall take it now. Good-night,LA'my, my mother will be relieved to hear you are so well." He bowed to trembling Amy, and, stalked past Victor Latour, towering above him by a head. 'An instant lat- er the house door closed heavily behind‘ him. Mr. and Mrs. Latour were; alone. i - An artist, wishing to paint a living- embodiment of tcrror might well take Amy for his subject at that moment, She stood clinging to the back of a chair, her face. utterless colorless, the blue eyes dilated until they were alâ€" most black, the lips quivering, the slander form trembling from head to foot. Those wild eyes were fixed upon the face of, Victor Latour as if fascin- ated; the white lips strove to speak. but no sound came. He stood confront-' 111g her, dark as doom. Only for a. secâ€"i ondl Then, with one stride he was be- side her, grasping, her arm in a cruel! grip. "Traitresal" he hissed; “ perjured. tlraitress! And this is how you keep, youir. oath?" l “l have kept it, Victorâ€"truly, faithâ€"E fully, so help me, Heaven! Oh! don’t,_ don’tl As truly as I live, I have. not. betrayed you!” "Then, what brings that meddling in- terloper here to-nightl How came ‘he to know I" was absent from home? You, madam, scuff him word." 1 "No, no, no! I knew nothing of his comingâ€"l never sent him word. He was the last. person 1' expected to see tonight." “Or wished to: see; eh, .l-irs. Latouri”. with a sneer. “He was a lover of; yours, you know, in the days goneI by." :_ "He never was!” Amy cried, with. l spirit. "John Sterling was always like a brother to me, always my good, kind friend. Never anything more." . "Indeed! And pray what brought your good kind friend all the way; from Jude's this stormy night? Tell; me the truth, mistress, or it will worse for you! lie had some pur-' pose in coming. What was thati purpose?" ; "Let go my arm, Victor. You hurt me." i “I will hurt you still more if you do not answer me at once, and truthfully. \\'hu.t' brought John; Sterling to Blackrwoozl' Grange, to- ' night!" "No earthly harm, Victorâ€"l am sure of it. He came to see me, and. u~ smicimcn of \your hand-writ- ' ing.” . “My hand writing!" lie dropped" her arm, and stood staring at her aghast. “My handwriting! that could Dr. Sterling want with that?" ‘ He. did not. say. Some question of identity, 1 think. he mentioned; but. then: could have been no particular piu‘pose." "Couldn't there ‘2 about it. Did you whiiui‘“ 'i‘ci‘tninly, Victor, I never dream- cd that you vvould object. There was ii. copy of versas in a look on the table. I gave him that." "And he kept; it, l'll l'e sworn?" “He kept ii, I thinkâ€"yes. if I and thought you would object, Vic- tor. lll'..".'il i never .would have shown it." "You‘re. a fool. Amy, and John Ster- ling is a iiicddlesome knave. llut let him take care; I liaie risked too much to lose lightly now. If i find him prying into my private affairs, by ilczi- vciil l‘ll treat. him as I treated- He stopped short. His face wzis liv- id, his eyes blaring. in that moment he looked likc a madman. "llon’t stand there, gaping like. an idiot!" he cried. liii'iiin: withsudden rage upon the affi‘igliicd Amy: "don‘t -ou see I'm wet to the skin? Ring Ln bell and summon your servants: (ct thcin fetch, me in_\' clothes. Do you want me to get my death? But of course you do. you little .wbiz‘bfnced hut-write: tlrnt is the dearest. dos-ire or your heart; and then you might marry .the l‘ig. hulking (lactor 'John3 Anderson, my in .lohii'â€"'your broth- Ieri' your 'goo-l. kind friend!‘ But I'll Infill: you loth wt.“ Surely Victor “aluur was mad. Ills: yolce rose to a sl‘rill cryâ€"his eyes flamed likeI living coals lle strode to- ward herâ€"then stopped. His wl‘ite face turned dark redâ€"lie put his sand Comroscdly to his head, Much you know gratify his 'in your task. i ed as she thought what a r station. 1 thought he could} get to his _]'ourney’sE . you lziiow anything of a hlis-i or Mrs. ; he llilll givcn. a 'for their trouble and kindness, ,betook himself to the Crown staggered blindly and fell prostrate at her feet. Bleanwhile, llr. Sterling, in pursu- ance of his. resolve, had started on his journey to l-‘ramlinghani. He was not the man, when he had once formed a. plan of. action. to let the grass grow under his fret l-efore he put it into execution. Cool... clear-sighted. and practical, he saw at once that it would l'e useless to challenge a crafty vilâ€" lirin like lntour, until he had more evi- dence than a mere latter and photo- graph, which might; simply be a spite- fu‘a hour. and, by going straight to 'li‘rzimlingluim, the doul:t.could be atl once solved. It was the day before Christmas, and as he bade his molher good-by he smiled sorrowfully. “Not a very cheerful task, mother, ifor Christmas eve," he said, "but if :our darling is to he saved, no time is to be lost." "Heaven go with you. and aid you Now don’t go and boi too scrupulous in asking questions. [leave not a. stone unturned to learn I the truth.” “Trust me, mother," he said, as he ‘kissed her at the gate; "l am not likely to be too nice. w:-.en there is so much at stake. however delicate I may feel, where only' my own wishes are concerned. If this Ellen Rossiter is; above ground .1 mill find herand shalll ~ prove her words“ or I’ll know the rea-i son why." . I The old lady. watched his stalwart: figure striding off" in the direction ol‘i the nearest railway station,und sighâ€" wasted life} his would he were his mission unsuc- cessful. "I believe the girl loves him in her] inmost heart,” she. mused; “but she is! so vain and frivolous that she does not! know her own mind. At least she? has had a terrible lesson, and married! life with Mr. Victor Latour ought to: have awakened her from her silly, ro-l niantic dreams.” 3 She turned and went into the house,‘l as her son’s figure was lost in the: thickening loom of the winter’sdav 5 g . y . to await his return on the. morrowwlth? -, feverish anxiety. 3 Dr. John himself walked briskly! along the snow-clad! road, and, to tell; the truth, his mind was, f'rs't of all,: exercised as to the manner in which3 he was to get across the country tolx Frainlinghani. Biackwood Grange was‘ a goodly distance from any large; ‘ltown, and he. had first to get to a; centre whence he could get on to Lon-l cashire, However, it had got to bel done, and be calculated that he couldi . catch the train; at. the little wayside; If fortune befriended him, he: cud before daylight had quite fled from. the sky: and then, by pushing his in~l quiries the same night. get home byl midday on Christmas day. ; He was very lucky in catching); :i' train which took him half. way along his route at. express speed, and he got. out at the li‘ranilingham station, as George \Vildair bad on that wild March night, when he went to that fatal rendezvous with Isabel Vance, but with very different. tunings. and on a. very different errand. The talka- tive little statiom muster, whom we have met l'cfore, seeing he was a, stranger, touched his hat respectfully" to him. ' "Can you l:c/ of service to me?" reâ€" sponded llr. Sterling, to his civil ques- :tion. “Well, yes; perhaps you can; :00 Ellen Rossiter who lives here? Iii'is'h very much to See her on a. matter; which may beione of life or death.” 5 The man shook his head. l "You are too late, sir," he said; "the poor thing died yesterday morning. She, never quite gob over the shock of lO'iâ€", ing Miss Hardenbrook’s money, after; slaving her life out for it as slicdiil.l But if you'll step down with me, niyi missus can tell you all about her, for she has lived. with :us for the last year: or so since she had to do needle work} for a ii\ inn.” ‘ l Dr. Sterling thanked him, and, after; few necessary direc-l (ions to his. subordinates, he led the! way to a neat little cottage clasc 10‘ the station. The wife, a pleasant, ; comely, woman, but who spoke with: rather a broad, north country acâ€"l cent, was only too ready to impart :ill‘ be. information she had to givenvhichl though not much, was quite. enough’ to satisfy Dr, Sterling of ihc genuine-I: mess of thc. letter. and of the truth. of its contents. Ilc left. the worlhy; couple the richer by :i. five-mound iiotoi and i with a. promise on their part to give; him 1109088 to the dead woman‘s pipe-raj if necessary. She had neither kith nor! kin. and :ill lclongrcd to lld‘lll. llo- llxcnl Hotel, where the landlord, who was a par-l ticular friend of the lawyer who had' drawn Miss Ilurdonbrook‘s will, :md' who was perfectly well acquainted \i'ilhl all the circumstances connected “ithl lsabel Vance‘s unhappy (‘0ul‘t.~1l1ip,(‘0n- finned all that “10 stationinaslcr’s wife had said. That night .llr Sterling slept sounder than lifi had For many a week, and, when he press-idol him- .self at home on the followim: day. his mother saw by his face that hc hid suc w A‘ 'cd. I “l lave solved the mystery. I le- lieve. mother. and tonight shall put the scoumlrel fairly to the test " But the end was to come sooner than to antisiputed. The two were sealed at their so‘itary dinncr on (‘lzi‘i<tinas day, when a carriage from ll‘a‘lmood came over the. frown snow, and stop- ped :it their door. A moment later and the little. mail scrvaiil usher- ed in the mistress of Blackwoo'l Grange. ".‘iiiiy, what has happened?" Both started up with the same ones. lion. for Amy was deadly pale, and the frightened envreswion that had grown _ lm'itual to tax of late was wild alarm now. . "Oh. John! 0h. Mrs Sterling! Vic- tor is illâ€"«lyingr I am afrzii l " And then tender-hearted little Amy sank in a chair and burst into hysteri- cal weeping, and told them. incoherâ€" rawhide. ently, how he. had fallencin a fit last night; how they had got him to bed; has they had brought him to after infinite trouble; and, how his first act had been to turn every one. of them out of the, room and double-io:k the door; hmv they had listened in fear and trembling all night, outside his chamber door,,and heard him raving in wild delirium, and walking to and fro. talkinginsanely to himself; lio-v he had raved and ,walked, all this long 6333 until he had fallen on the led from sheer exhaustion, and lay there like a dead man. How, fright ened almost to death, she Amy,had fled hither for succor from Dr. John. _"And, oh, please. come!" Amy cried, piteously, clasping her hands, "and force the doom and see what you can do for him. 1 know that you arenol a: friend of his, John, and that h:\ dis- likes you; lzut, ohl he is dying, and you must try; and forget the past for my sake." :‘Afy poor little Amy," John said. with infinite love and commission, "1 would do far more than that for your sake. I will go ilt once, and my mothâ€" er shall come too; you will need her services as nurse; 1 think I under- stand wh‘y Victor Latour locked the. chamber door. Mother, put on your bonnet and come; 1 am certain you will be needed." Half an hour later, and the trio were back ah the lonely old house, its western windows all ablaze with the yellow wintry sunlight. The housekeeper met them in the hall. ‘ He hasn't opened his door yet, Inn’- am.” she said. "He lies there like dead. I verily believe he has gone mad." John called upon the footman, and. obtaining the necessary tools. forced the door. “Slay hire an instant. Amy," he said. “I will call you and my mother directly.” He entered and closed the door. Vic- tor Latour lay upon the had still wear- ing the same clothes he had worn at Major Mallory's dinner party. The dark face was burning red, and the false mustache was gone and the face was the very face of: Isabel Vance. Dr. Sterling opened the door a, mo- ment later and called his mother in. "It is as we suspected," he said. gravely; "Victor Latour is Isabel Vance. You will remove her masque- rade and replace it with suitable gar- ments. The unfortunate woman is on the verge of a. raging brain fever, brought on partly by mental excite- ment, and partly by wetting and ex- posure. It is ten to one if she ever ri~es from that bed!” “Fetter so." said his mother. stern- ly. “And Amy? But Amy knows!” "No," said Dr. John. "that is HACARONI IN VARIETY. The wise housewife wh) lives along “15's from market lays iua gc-odly sup ply of macaroni. for winter use. it keeps well, es; ocially if it is of agood brand. In buying macaroni it iswell to remember that (he yellowish ar- ticleis much better than tn.~ bleached. grayâ€"white. Macaroni can Le cooked in so many delicious ways. and is re- lished almost by everybody. especialâ€" ly during winter. when vegetables are scarce. Although it cannot take the place of vegetables, still it is anour- ishing food and is a pleasant addition to any meal depending of course up- on how it is prepared. A pound of macaroni dces not seem much nor cheap. but if it will be remembered that when cooked it swells to almost iour times its bulk itis not expensive after all. In cooking macaroni it should be put into boiling water. and a small talilespoonful of salt added to each quart of water. It re ull‘cs amut an hour to slowly boll that chich comes in large pipes. 'lha .iiie niac- aroni. or that cut up in fancy shapes. is not the best for ordinary use. When cooking the macaroni it should always be well covered with water. When it yields to pressure between the finâ€" gers it is done. It should then be placed in a colander to drain and afâ€" terwards covered with cold water until ready to prepare in some of its vari« ous guises. The best known dish made from this article is "macaroni and cheese." lie- fore boiling the macaroni for this dish break itup into small piecesandhoil until-tender. Drain and set aside un- til wanted. Put a good sized lump of butter in the bottom of a. pudding dish (one of porcelain or graniteware) and allow it to melt. Place a layer of mac- aroni an inch thick in the dish. Sprin- kle with dry grated cheese and a dash of salt and pepper and a few bits of butter. Then put in another layer of. the macaroni, cheese. etc., until all the macaroni is used. Put no cheese on top. but use butter instead. Add afcw spoonfuls of milk and bake until a golden brown on top. loll a napkin around the dish and pine it upon the table. Especially good is macaroni an graâ€" tin. Cream together a tablespoonful each of butter and flour in a. saucepan then add a pint of cream. Cook unâ€" til the cream thickens. than season with pepper and salt. Add the. beaten the yolk of an egg and remove at once from Sire-“35¢ Part Of the Story; I (101”? US- l the fire. Place a. lump of butter in 9. here she does. Whatever the secret baking dish, then a. layer of cooked wai she swore to keep it was not the secret of this trickster's sex. You will i I l 1 macaroni. Pour over it some of the sauce; then add more macaroni and break tho (1909115011 thfll- has been Prim“ l sauce until full. Melt five tablespoon- ticed upon her a: gently as you can. I will go now, and return with‘ the necessary medicines in an hour or two." lie quitted the room. Amy stood waiting on the landing outside. He took both: her hands in his, and lookâ€" ed down fur-e. "My own Amy!" he said. "My pale. little girl! All will be well with you. soon now. There. is a shock in store for youâ€"bear it like the little heroine ' you are. My Amy! to think that pa.- : per walls should have hold us apart so long! (in in: my mother has something lo tell you." She loikcd after him then shc opencd the chamber door and went slowly in. MTS- 310113113: led 1191‘ to “1" twigl‘lei ‘ remainder of the macaroni. Bcat two v lovineg into her ti‘oubled' wonderingly; ' l l l l fuls of grated chlcese with one of but- ter. Cover the top of the macaroni- with‘ some crisp bread crumbs and pour the melted cheese over all. Brown in a. quick oven. A nice breakfast or lunch dish is stewed macaroni. Cook until tender and drain. Cream together a table- siioonful of butter with one of flour and add a little milk, salt and ndushl of pepper. Add the macaroni cut up 3 fine, and allow it to boil up until thick. l l l l l 1 Serve hot. 'Macaroni with oysters is liked by many. floil half a. pound of the macaroni until tender. divide it equally. a well buttered pudding dish. Add to this one pint of oysters and their li- quor. Cover with bits of butter and season with salt and pepper. Add the the light was. dim, but gradually one eggs thoroughly and add a pint of object after another became discerni- milk, Pour over the macaroni and bio. fill her eyes rested on the face of her husbandâ€"smooth. pale, and moâ€" tionless. Slowly the truth upon her. and. with a. strange gasp of surprise and astonishment intermin- gled, she Haul: info Mrs. Sterling's arms, burying her face in her bosom. (To be Continued) W 0N l‘LEE’J‘] NG \VINGS. "Only a dayl" Ah yes. dear, Only ashort. shirt day, 'Tl‘will quickly pass, my little lass. Then use it while.you may. 0n twelve swift wings the swings They'll bear it swift away. Only a passing day. dear, Only a passing day. burden “Only an hour!" But then, dear, .»\ii hour is ample time To cheer some heart. to ease smart; ’l‘o sing a. simple rhyme Of ln-‘e and hum» to those who roam. So swat-t is niemnry's power. Only a little hour. dcar. Only a little hour. some "Only aminute!" Yes. dear, The minutes flee away On swiftest wing; but speedingsing: “Oh use us while ye may." 'Tis only one at a time, dear To weave in the we!) of life Then ply the shuttle of lova. dear, But never the shuttle of strife. GLOVES. Wash and thoroughly dry your hanus l‘el‘ore placing your gloves on them; do not have them very fight about the palms and wrists: let them be of porous material and in all respects comfortable. In taking them off turn them inside out for airing. There are persons who think that gloves should in worn at nEght in order to preserve the softness of the hands. If you wish your hands to look faded. wear gloves at night. but if you wish them to preserve their natural characterisâ€" tics Use gloves when you ur- not in repose While walking about in sun. wind. or rain. gloves will do you a very good service; at night. however -â€"and here the hours of sleep are refer- red toâ€"they are ill-suited to anyone. Very Modestâ€"nSheâ€""Mr. Deacon talks like a book." lieâ€""Yes, like an auto- biography." ‘ onehalf l l l l crumbs. cover the top with cracker until Place in the‘oven and bake dawned brown. RECIPES. Rich I’luni Gamaâ€"For a large size take o'ne and one-half pounds cacli of? currents, and the same of flour.l.cat threeâ€"quarter pound of butler to a, cream; whisk fifteen eggs in a 1.an. then set it over the fire. adding one pound of powdered sugar, still whiskâ€" ing all the time. \Vhen ".arm. lake the pan off, but; go on \x'll'i.‘£i{l.'lf.‘,’ fill the mixture is cold. after whit-humix in the butter then til-2 curraiit=. ‘~-'\ ork into this one~half pound of can-lied orâ€" ange. citron and lemon reel out zine; ounce of bitter almonds, blanched and beaten to a past-c. \‘v'lih a pinch of sifled sugar; two ounces of sweet almonds blanched and slit-«'d lengthwise: one-half ounce oi round- ed mat-e and cinnamon. oneâ€"mint: 1‘ pint of Cumma brandy or othnr li- quor. \Vork well together for lialfan hour, lake from two to three hours; take it out. let the oven cool. and put the cake in for a few moments to dry: Ice and ornament. Ore ,l"gg (akinâ€"Tho one cup of suâ€" gar and a half cup of butter in a cake bowl: beat this to a cream with a wooden spoon: next add one frcshegg and stir it in well; then pour in a cupful of milk; sift two. cupfiils of flour. a. in another dish, mix illl'wl'flll it tiirc- lcaspoonfuls of l.-a‘.-:ii..z go dcr and then stir the flour llir: pull the milk. buttcr and sugar. (hate in a. very little nutmeg. or. if pi'vferred, flavor the mixturv with a tousp mnful of lemon or vanilla. (extract. or any flavoring one may choose. Line a cake. ran with thin brown or while pripcr. well buttered on linth sidcs. I’m the cake dough in the pan and Lake if. in amoderate oven: it “ill ln- done when you can thrust a llrhon'l spl’iit in the cake and it comes out without any of the dough sticking to it. In t the cake stand in the pan a. few min- utes after you take it from the oven: then carefully turn it out on a folded napkin and let it remain on the cloth till cool. .â€"â€"â€"â€"- A BIRTHDAY. What pleasant recollections a birth- .4... day brings to many a man or “'Ulll’in Drain and ; Place half. of it in ‘ bava for years never had time E7370- it but a. passing thought. In their childhood's home what ll happy wins a birthday \vusl‘ For weeks before ilzfire had lrocn sxx‘rot planning and whisperings between other memâ€" bers of the family. and when at 185‘ lhe eventful diiy arrived. what sui‘ri‘ixcs awaited the fortunate one! Even the Iiniust one in the household had its Little gift for the brother or sister. and many were the kind wishes and every- one was merry for the while. The little gifts made. by loving hands or bought with pennies sin ed. and for \vl.i_‘h many a sacrifice was made. le- cama doubly dear to the recipient. for she knew what they had cost her dour ones. ‘A birthday had. too,asort of holiday air about it. in the first place, the breakfast table was always made fes- tive with flmvers and the company (‘lilil_fl. The gifts were placed there. if possible. and everyone had a smile of welcome for the one for whom this was done. and who was kept within her robin, her door being gunrdcd by a sentinelâ€"ii small brother or sister. Then came the examination of iho gifts, the thanks. ihe laughter and the break- fast. This was always somewhat bet- _ter than usual or else everyone enjoyed it. more. How eagerly thc liiilc folks would run errands and how anxious they Were to help her throughout the entire day! it seems ii. pity that birthdays may not always be rememâ€" bered in such a happy illtllllill. In every home, and especially where there are children, it. is an ciijovahla day forlhcni. Because the gifts inns! necessarily lie insignificant. or LlL‘l‘llIlSfi it may take an hour or two of time is no reason why the birthday of each member in the family should not beset. apart 'to be remembered eicr after with joy. It is asweet custom. but tins busy rushing life seems to sunny: out many of these old-limo holidays, for which everyone would be much better off in keeping fresh in the incub- ory. The children are proud to remember mother's and father's birthdays. ’l‘ho motley array of odd prosean they sometimes bring are boarded by fond parents, and as time slips by ihe old imeinories still cling around these I precious things. the years roll back and lthe children are once more ihcrc. u "The boys and girls should have Ibirthdays, no matter how simple the home or celebraihionis may be. It is something which is thcir own. yet with no happiness in it without the good washes of all who are dear to thou]: PROGRESSlVE PENN" HUNT. From four to five ialvlc.“ make ii good~ ly number. six at a table. However. one can have as many tables as llicy ' choose. There should be three gentle- moo and llm‘e ladies at each table. A. penny for Lil‘ll table. Hands allun- der the table; one gentleman as captain starts with the penny in his handmid passes it along; when he says "hands upon fable," every hand is placed on. the table with closed fists. Everyone must feign counciousncs: aslliourg'liho or she ll‘.‘ld iii-.2 pcnny. ’l'lio iaptuin gases at (‘ll‘di and finally decides upon the one he ili'uks has it. llbculls upon this one .i'll!“‘ll your hand;" he. arch-.1 ,ofks ‘ which hand?" and immoral slate :e.l.hcr the right or the left; if the penny is no! (llSA‘UVCI‘cll in illir‘, hand mentioned, then he or she "goes up” to the i-vttltllllli table. and the one at the second table iviri is caught takcslrr or his place. And so lh: gaino gums Ion; those who are fortunate to coach . the fifth table re;-.::ive first prizesnind ‘alaiby prize or prizes to any onc. who does not get beyond the first table or those who cone down and cannot) get luck or higher. '10 MAch moon nuns.“ Old ingrain carpet, even wth bad- ly worn makes lovcly rugs if the work is properly done. Tilt! pin-cos of carpet should belliu‘oughly clcuned and 1h -ii cut crusswryc of the breadth in strips one and (incâ€"quarter inches wide. ’l he strips are then raveled on each edge by drawing out the (hm-ads lenglhwim, until only four or five are left in tho cent/er. As firâ€"1t as finished they are sewn like carpet rags, and wound in Ion-we l‘alls not more than a pound in weight, for iii: l‘ull‘v‘léilirlli'e of the wcavcr. About. two pounds arc. ruâ€" quircd for \vn-aving each yard of my, tc.ciityâ€"s=m'cii iiiclivs wide, llic amount iced depending swim-what. on the weight of the «earmt iii ilxi migiiml slain. \‘i‘licii ('Oiiiplctcd ilie rugs are (anally alike on ludli sides, and “H thick and soft to slcp on as it led of mos. Any kind of color In carpet; (an M: ic-ml and law-n a vnrzcly of colâ€" or“. 1. {thing lho t‘n'lifll' "iii! and miss" and ligiving a. larder (if (Viiiil‘u'ding col .r llI'le‘ 13"“ end. I would “(if adâ€" vise any out- lo nmkc. onu of cotton uai‘p carpet. iii flicy are not ll-‘ill'ly handsome or as satisfactory in any way. , __..._.- -.._._.-._..._._ l l . i This SMART MAN. Haven't but 50 units and the Si‘iini't Ono. Haven't Mil :3"! cunts. :aT-l ill-J Smart Man so I will lend you a half and owe you a half.- And that. raid the Simple Om- Hill-r he had tum-n lhv- all wills, lo the lost of my c -inprchvn<on mth UH Pi.gilill’«-'. You own inc 8. lmlf and i own you a half, whi- h rarinzc- l ha . r- just furrow-m1 Sonmiiow i run Ii iml' do 1’“ lll)"‘.ll. but why should Mi ii aft-“He inf, llcct as mine qiicdimv lisc gills of th: grids! HEAR!) WHILE '.\l.\ 313.11 \\'.-\ Olf'l'. “01's the laby look 1.1“: you or you! wife? Well, it depends wait-what on how iu- :‘vels: wh-n he's go A I‘alurc'l be re. ‘iaq mo Max 3'. nih‘r ' l.’i"l ' no (-43" a. great dva.‘ of his “Anibal lll him.