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Even | bim gladly > the wrath d change? uity of the at al mer wiul hd'x- repent ance mere proâ€" w the horâ€" their conâ€" ed bumil to desigâ€" Isracl t« ratory than h &n of th bhe Hol: he Bap import the gosâ€" atâ€"â€"True gdom of erealter. will be al _ figes© feet of tuF Jolat o o mas tons and rone, in their t ul blows.‘ Â¥8. 11, 12) was a reâ€" s "a bapâ€" «Is out 1e 6. COniessâ€" one of the e. See Ist Christ Deous 1 of Abraâ€" "There is man, who, ‘ exe‘s‘on, lo he lays ki 80 & siah uin con pret 18 yor H L P t C T 6 and subâ€" lence â€" is unregenâ€" o â€" make he soul the in ild o ty bhad no out made (rse. eft their C8is D John was no nat U th rl 1 M rate D( reâ€" ipâ€" & D Mothers from all parts of Canada write in favor of Baby‘s Own Tablets, proving the claim that they are the very best medicine for all the minor ills of infants and young children. Guarâ€" anteed to contain no opiate. Price 25 cents a box at all druggists or direct from the Dr. Williams‘ Medicine Co., RBrockville, Ont. Weak, sickly babies are a great trial to mothers. They need constant care both night and day, and soon wear the mother out. Baby‘s little stomach is the cause of most of the trouble; it is very weak, ard in consequence easily upset. Baby‘s Own Tabletav'fliz cure all baby‘s troubles. They are mildly laxative, and give prompt relief. Concerning them, Mrs. R. J. BalHour, Omemee, Ont., says: "I have used Baby‘s Own Tablets for stomach troubles and constipation, from which my little girl suffered, and they entirely cured her. They produced sound, refreshing lleefi and I regard them as indispensable any home where there are little ones." 1 *You have known me all my liie," ete saidâ€""have you not ?â€"ever since I came here, a little, friendless child." "Yeos, it is true, Evyeo." i *I could not be, if I tried, dear child," he replied. + Her faco flushed, and the light deepened in her eves. "I came to say something to you, Mr. Lonsdale," said she; "and now that I am hbere I have hardly the conrage. Promiges not to be angry, with me." "You will live it down," sho returnâ€" ed gently; "and those who have doubted you will bo the first to feel ashamed of their injustice." "You bave never doubted me, Eve?" "Oh, never! How could I? I should doubt all the world first." The she rose from her chair and knelt down by his side. She took both his hands â€"&ch thin, worn hands! +â€"in hers, and held them there. "I bhave been heartâ€"broken, Eve," he said. "I did not care to get well." How could he refuse? He was so weak and feeble, he bad been so comâ€" pletely crushed by cruel words, that the girl‘s gimple kindness moved him. "I want to see you eat some of these," she said. "Mrs. Lonsdale told me that you ate nothing yesâ€" terday." And taking the grapes out one by one in her white finâ€" gers, she held them to his lips. Evelyn took up a bunch of ripe purple grapes. It was a pretty pictureâ€"the inâ€" valid lying on his couch, the girl with ber sweet face and earnest eyes _ bending over him, and, watching them at m distance, the handsome son. The fire burned brightly, the lamps were dighted, while outside the north wind wailed mourpfually. But it was a visitor, and one whon they were both well content to see. It was Evelyn Lester, with a basket of grapes and delicacies of all kinds for the invalid, and, what was betâ€" ter satlill, with the light of love ani kindness on her sweet face, and witi words of sympathy on her lips. As Felix saw her bending over his {faâ€" ther, he half wished for a momen: that Violet had done â€" something like thisâ€"had come to see them i their distress. Then he _ biamed himself for wishing that che were other than she was. Violet was a goddess to be worshippedâ€"Evelyo a mortal woman. He saw his faâ€" ther‘s face brighten as the girl‘s sweet voice soothed him with wellâ€" chosen words. "I knew you would come, Eve," he said, "Felix, place a chair for her close here by my side; it is like breathing the fresh air of May to look at you, Eve. Now, tell me, child, something that will brightâ€" They were alone â€"father and son â€"lor Kate had gone to the nurseryâ€" when *he hallâ€"door bell rang. Felic said, cheerfully : 1 bo% "Here is a visitor." "Fow visitors will come here : w bave lost a fortune, not found one," sald Darey Lonsdale. who had never spoken a cynical word before. Darcy Lonsdale knew that while Violet was true to his idolized so1 nothing else would hurt him. "It is only a note from Violet, fsâ€" ther," ho replied ; and the satisfied emile on his father‘s face rewarded him. "Have you some good news there, Felix?" amked the feeble voice of his father ; and thoe next moment Feliz bhad repressed the emotion so rapâ€" ldly mastering him as he crushed the letter in his hand. "Vidlet was," tesaid, " opinion, as he mud...l'!“t:du’x:: deed there was a roseâ€"tinted, sweet. scented note from Violetâ€"just a few linesâ€"to the effect that she thought her father was right, M He laid the notes down with a [eeling of burning pain, a thrill of passionate anguish that frightened him. Nothing on earth, no power of nvan. should take her from him. She was his own, and ho would hoid her until lifo was ended. Then he owned to himsel{ that Mr. Haye was right â€"cruolly right, that without ‘money, with an Invalid father, a {failing busâ€" iness, he could not take a wilfe. It was right to defer it. He must be patiest. After all, he had not lost her he, reflected. She was still his own. There came to him a mad desire to see her, to caress the goklen hair, to kiss the lovely lips that had on them the breath and fragrance of orses, to clasp the sweet white hands in his own, to hear the music of the voice that bad no equalâ€"a wild, mad looging. He read her note through again to see if ke had overlooked some kindly word, to seo if she had written "my love." Then he thought to Limsel{f that the little note wss writtem _ for her father to see â€" for his faith im her was great; he coulkl not believe that ber love for him was not as true and as fervent as his love for her. SICKLY BABIES. ms1 _i} they could believe that of me," he said, "I will hold no trust among them," And he did not. What business was brought to his office he did, _but he no Jonger mixed with hig fellow â€"mea. He had taken a deadâ€" ing part in all the business of the town; now ‘he was absent from all the mectings, and there was a sense of remorse amonx his old frendsâ€" a slight feeling that perhaps, afâ€" ter all, they had misjudged him, BU!ll he found life hard. There were times when the brave heart would have given way but for the Bo the wir dale recovep slowly, m seemed broke trouble dor; bhe had antil drawr himse of trust ; he churchâ€"warde er be overse "I! they c , [3 20100 ~COocq â€" EYelydt. . L should think of his future with hope if he were goirg to marry her ; {for in the depths of Mrs. Lonsdale‘s loving heart there lurkâ€" ed some little fear of beautifual ‘l‘f)]t". Haye, ) OnipteWP oteP O disticais Wlb oc ie d "But that is not the point!" she cried. "Dear mi. Lonsdale, do acâ€" cept the money. Ah, if you know how little I care for it, and how much I bare for youâ€"if you knew the pleasure it would give me, you could not refuse !" He drew ‘the sweet face down to his anod kissed it. me the courage to get better, you have given me hope. I shall be so much the better of ysour coming." uwes kx £ 5. L se sopeuys ao! It is not for the money I am thanking you, but for the thought, for the intention. You bhave gladdened my heart, you have gladdened my lifeâ€"you hnave given me the courage to get better, you have given_me hope. I shall be so "My dear Evelyn," said Darcy Lons daleâ€"and his voice was broken with emotionâ€""how shall I ever thank you #" An expression of perfect rapture came over the girl‘s face. "You will let me do it ?"" she cried. "You have made me one of the bappiest girls in the workl. The thir hands clasped hers, the sunken eyes looked tenderiy into here. "Will I let you give it to me, my P MA P ult â€"ahiurPicreiiat iz ncr t Brr w 4 den_regt‘ Eve? Noâ€"a thousand times NBE $» "Wimnnl? ud licts d aimisalils ts 2. 4210 CE lair face; she knew why, but she could not tell him. "Pccause I love you all, and you are my dearest friends." she replied. "Ar«l you would givo it to me all without reserve, Eve ?" "All, and more if I had it," was her anewer ; and then there was gilâ€" ence for some minutes,, while the fire burned brightly and the north wind wailed. OPc _ in o. ) /jC, t wonder to ‘the pasgâ€" sionate words. Mr. Lonsdaile drew the fair head down nearer to him. "Sw you would give me all your fortune, Eve ?" a There was a glad light in her eyes when she raised them to his, "I wouldâ€"double my fortuge, if 1 had it," she replied. "Amdl why, Ereâ€"tell me why. you would be so good to me ?" The rich crimson flush burned her [air face; she knew why, but â€"she massutoy ulc i airs s "And you have always been kind | to me. I have come to you in a score of childish troubles, and you were always kind to me. Now I wanat you to let me repay you for all your kindmess." She spoke so quickly that he could not inâ€" terrupt her. "I waat to help you. rl'ou know that I have money, _pleaty of money, all lying idleâ€"for I want none, and Aunt Jane will not touch it. Do accept it ; let me give it to you. I shall never want It, for I shall never marry. Do take it; you would make me hapâ€" pler than any one in the wide world if yo uwoulid. I am so grievâ€" ed and so sorry that I would go[ OUE SZBG WOPK LF CAM W w css ty Felix had come nearer listeaing in â€" wonder to sionate words. Mr. Lons the fair head down nan. 1°"° , 120 any one in the wide world if yo uwoula. I am so grievâ€" ed and so sorry that I would go out snd work for you if you would let me. If you will not accept it, borrow 1t until you can repay me. Do cot refuse meâ€"let me help you." Felix had come nearer to her. Mess ie s o 0 3 wist : Felix had c think of 4i it he were . â€"warden ; he overseer. _ > o winter passed. Mr. Lonsâ€" covrered _ his health very WThe spring. of his dife broken; he found living his down more difficult than Aanticipated. He had withâ€" himsel{ from _ aill positions ; he gave up his office as varden ; he would no longâ€" Taweans ol she said to herself, hgd_ pllosgn -i‘:V_l;l'y-l;.â€""f \afâ€" CHAPTER IX. * him, "Sir Owen Chovenix." The inhapitâ€" 1ere | ants of Lilflord uttered the name ‘art | with awe and raspect. Those who had the â€" never seen Sir Owen made a point J is t So winter wore away, and genial, lovely spring, heralded by snowdrops and crocuses, came to gladden the hearts and souls of men. not take any active proceedings. He was a workly man, and after all Felix Lonsdale might accomplish something in the worlk. The chances were, all things considered, in his fTavor. Felix had his consolations in the shape of little lovre letters, enâ€" closing violets, forgetâ€"meâ€"nots, pretâ€" ty leaves, or some rare flowerâ€"letâ€" ters that in after years were like straing of halfâ€"forgotten music. They were yvery simple letters, but they were far more dear and precious to him than if they had contained geme of poetry and wonders of proge. The arrival of one of them brightened his whole day. How he read and reâ€" read it, pondering each word, in his mind, to see how inuch it conveyed, anmd then locking the letter away at night with his treasures. In what wornds of rapture he &ngwered Vioâ€" let‘s notesâ€"for he had but one love, Viclet ; one hope, which was to win Violet ; one faith, which was centred in Violet. Felix kept his word. He worked bard and denied himsel{ much that makes life bright ; but the labor was one ‘of love. He could not see Violet soa often as he had seen herâ€"his days were entirely devoted to businessâ€" but he went to The Limos in the evenâ€" ing. On the part of Francis . Haye there was a sort of armed neutralâ€" ity. He watched the young lovers, be took carp that they ghould not enjoy many teteâ€"aâ€"tetes, but he did taneous. "‘There is a kilver lining to every cloud," he thought, as he walked home. ‘‘But for this trouâ€" ble I should never have known how Violet loved me. She was so . shy _ and _ reserved before, now se ig kind and gracious. Sorâ€" now has been my sunâ€"it has brightâ€" enod my love." j a woman. You will not give me ashes In return. I have an fearâ€"my heart rests on you. ‘The only thing that I deplore is that months must pass yelt before I can call my darling my own; yet I shall wait and work in hope. All things come to him who knows how to wait; and you will come, ny beautiful love, in time." There was something pathetic in his deep love and his great trust. He left her that evening feeling happier than he had felt for some time. Violet loved him, She had never been so kind to him before. He forgot that he had asked her for the kindnessâ€"it had not been sponâ€" taneous. "‘There is a kilver lining to every cloud," he thought, as he "How strange it is!" she said. "After all, you know, I never quite promised." ¢ Felix smiled. He was too happy just then to think seriously of her words. s & 1 "I have given you the greatest love, Violet, that a man can give as though your heart answoered to ine. Say you are sorry for me, and that youw will love me and help me to wait. Say all thisâ€"my heart is hungry for it." __She did as he wished. She laid her golden head on his breast and whisâ€" pered to him that she was sorry for him, and then she raised her fair lace and kissed him. In that moâ€" went he welcomed sorrow, he welâ€" comed painâ€"it was all changed in to untold bliss for him because it won a little kindness from her. "1 shall bear it all now, my darâ€" ling," he said. "The waiting, the suspense, the uncertainty, the disâ€" graceâ€"I shall bear it all. I shall rerember these moments, and I shall bless the pain that brought me this happiness." x ~ A tew moments afterward she lookâ€" od up and gave alittle low laugh. She raised her beautiful halfâ€"fright~ ened face to his. "What can I do to help you ?" she Said. ' "Kiss me. I will not have a shy, boy, '!orm-z_xl kies, Violet. Kiss me would be joy for me. I am young and leel keenly ; it is a terrible disapâ€" pointment to meâ€"a terrible blow. Oh, Violet, help me to bear it !" but I had _ built up my hopes, and it is hard toâ€" see them all _ destroyed. I had believed that this year I should take my darâ€" ling home to begin the life that a truer woman if you had clasped your arms around my neck, if you had laid your face on my shoulder, and consoled me." The ring of passion in his voiceo frightened her as it always did ; she ehrunk with a scared face from the great love she could not understand. "I have to work and wait," he said. "Oh, my beautiful love, I would work for you as no man has worked, it negd ‘sho‘uld be! It is not that. "Have you no pity to extend to me?" he cried "Have you no word to comfort me ? Have you no heart ? That which is a reliet to you is deadly torment, deadly anguish, to me. Oh, Vioket, you would have been ed vyery gravely at him and gaid : "It canrot be helped, Felix ; and, after all, what does it matter ? What difference wili a few years make ? By not marrying now, we both escapo the misery â€" of living on _ limited means.‘" « But he was half mad with his misery, uind was not to be put off with such words. He took her white hands in his,. and held them in an iron grasp. remembrance that the {ew. nearest and deareet to him had trusted him. Felix. had had his difficulties ;. he had butcnod_to ‘The Limes as soon bwvif'.;; paj An extraordinary experience beâ€" fell tke mail steamer Nord while crossing the English Channel on a recent nigh/t. ; Tlere was an immiense shoal of herâ€" rings @wimming down the channel, and ile steamer ploughed her way through, â€"churning up and killing thousands of the fish with her padâ€" dle wheels. The shoal was so thick that it affected the progress of the steamer. From thio further end of the dike comes ‘thie most noiseo and glare where are the crowded steam merâ€" ryâ€"goâ€"rounds, at which the older peasants stolidly gape. The girls on‘ the stiff, varnished lions, giraffes and camels, squeal excitedly as the engine ‘moves faster, thie silver and gold headâ€"dresses gleam prettily through ‘the lace of their caps, and over wall is thie rancous yoice of the persuasive showman, eloquent over the charms of the fat woman, and this ironâ€"jawed man. There is a sudâ€" den rushl towiard the river, and the cause is tho coming of the skating | contestants, _ stout, squatâ€"looking fellows, on phenomenally longâ€"bladâ€" ed skates.â€"Metropolitan Magazine. ult 290â€"A0rtelirifitaatrl Aauud l Flags are flying everywhore. Here is m boat blunt of bow and stern, high up on tho ice, sail full, gliding along, quite filled with laughing, girls, whiose cheeks seem as red as thoe flags above them. P a clivil answer. They are fine felâ€" lows, and toâ€"day they skate for this queen‘s prize on the canal. Yeq; the skating carnival of Sint Nic laas. Does not Myneer know, of the great kermus of Sint Nic‘laas?t Over Over all Holland the day of the good ‘Sint‘ is kept by the farmers, and ‘thero is much pleasure. I wish Netje would favor Piet, I have proâ€" mised her a fino ‘bruidgniker‘ all tied up in a red bag with sarsanet ribbon of red and greenâ€"the colâ€" orse of love and hope, Myneer knows." This talk of the becapped old damoe was half drowned in the din of this steam organ. There were gaudy ‘booths presided over by fat, purploâ€"armed _ vrows, busy making and welling groceries and walfles ; long rows of hlooded tilburys were drawn up beside the canal, their shaitse tilted in the air, and the fat, hollowâ€"backed horses eating hay from ‘thie baskets. ‘Tis the day of Sint Nic‘laas which answers to our Christmas day, and which falls on the Sth of December, in Holland ; and it is also thi> day of the skatâ€" ing warnival of the canal. Blodages of every size and shiape are here, some drawn by fat, sleck hiorses, others pushed by means of a steelâ€" sho‘d glicke w"?rked by the occupant. lace cap, pointing to one of the group of chiattering girls in the dike ‘before this window. "Both Klaas and Piet are crazy to marry her, and she cannot giva either of them "That is Netje, the one with the orange kerchiefl, who is ever smilâ€" ing," said this old lady with the Its Observance in‘ Hollandâ€"Lots of Eun for the Million. Sidrrisll screams of laughter minglâ€" ed with‘ the furious beating of _ a drum and thio discordant blare of a steam organ playing " Tarara boom de mey." Crowls of girls in brilliant costumes with head coverâ€" ings of gleaming gold, covered with lace; bareâ€"armed girls, too, in spite of the wintry air, which they defy. Swains in _ astrachan hats â€" and breeches of tremendous girth, _ all buttoned about with| silver. Swains who parade the narrow street arm in arm, foudly calling out to each other and always with an eye on t;l}le laughlng" girl, . ° JErand estate belong ~ |into the market, ai â€" | purchaser was Sir ) | Bir Owen had ar: l state at Gargwood. i | riages, horges, gran« > |had preceded him. | taiking of him. ‘The ; |in his stables and "It is a very sensible thin sald Cap tain Hill. To be Continued.) "Exactly. Well, it is in mineâ€"and a very pleagant line I find it. The only thing I drezaded in coming hither was that I should find nothing but rustic beauty of the milkmaid sort. I hayo a Cecided distaste for it ; and the fact of the matter is, I am lookâ€" Ing out for a beautiful wife." Steamed Through Herrings rons looked mysteriouely at each other, and said it was to be hoped he would settle goon ; it was so much better for a man to marry young. Sir Owen himseif made inquiries about the fairer portion of the popuâ€" lation. +i t a "Have you any pretty girls &n this part of the world ?" he asked one day of Captain Hill, the sporting man par exce.l{en.ce of the neighborhood. "I believe -s;;.": ,;lé.ar‘;;‘l’ilé('i; "I have heard people say so. It is not In my line, you understand." grand estate belonging to it, came into the market, and the fortunate purchaser was Bir Owen Chevenix. Bir Owen had arrived in great state at Gargwood. Serrants, carâ€" riages, horges, grandeur of all kinds, had preceded him. Every one was tailking of him. ‘The number of horses in his stables and of servrants in his household, the marvrels of gold and silyer plate at the Hall, the wonders in the shap> of magnificent furnitureâ€"these things formed the staple of convergation in every house in Lilfond. Then came the crowning intelligence, he was not marriedâ€" this millionaire upon whom fortune had lavished her giftg; and the exâ€" citement rose to a great height when this became known. Maids and maâ€" trons took the greatest interest in hbim, the grandces of the county waited tP)on him, fashionable moâ€" thers offered him advice about his housskold, about the parttiz he inâ€" tended giving, and about people ho must invite, while the equires were immuch interested in his stable and pack of hounds. The younger ladies wopndered what he would be like, and which among them would be the happy one chosen as queen of Ganswood. He must marry ; that was very certainâ€"he could not live alone at such a place as Garpwood. The matâ€" of taiking about him ; while those who had not only seen him, but talkâ€" ed to him, were elevated almost to another aphere. Sir Owen was a man f of note. He was that muchâ€"toâ€"beâ€" enviecd person, a millionaire, and he had just purchased the finest estate In Loomshire. _ It wae called Gare wood Hall, and lay between Lilforda and the town of Oldstone. + There had been great excitement about this property. It had belonged to Lord Garswood, who was chiefly famous for his great love of travel. It was seldom that he spent . two. yearse in England; and now that he had resoived upon living entirely m‘ the east, ‘Gargewood Hall, with the Â¥au «* SINT NIC‘LAAS DAY." very sensible thing to do ONTARIO ARCHIVE TORoNTo Lars "Well, I declare, You‘re a great rascalâ€"the real thing!" exclaimed the host. "Who would have thought of that ? Splendid ! Splendâ€"iâ€"4! To work at onceâ€"only carefuily, careâ€" fully, so you are not caughit, Then we‘ll tbave all the more fun showâ€" "‘"Why not ? We only need two. To let more in would spoil the game. I‘ve a great plan to make you and your wife famous. Let‘s steal someâ€" thing." & "Steal! Phui!" *"Oh, just in fun, of course. Nothâ€" Ing. serious; just pinch a few watches, purges, diamonds, earâ€" rings, brooches, bracelets, etc., etc. â€"ligh‘t, easy things of that sort, you know, Thisn when we have taken _ something from _ almost every one we‘ll let them reciaim, their property, the women to pay a forfeit, say, of a kigs, and the men, oh, well, make them buy wine." The tramp wandered over to the minister. "Do you know whiat would miake your party famous?" he asked. "Famous for ever t *"No, I confess I do not," wias the reply. "Well, let‘s organize a robber band." % "Robber band !" answered the host, incredulously. "We can‘t do that." Tho festival began forthwith with singing, story telling, dancing. The banquet hall was thrown open and tho vagabond was scated at the right of the host. Warmed by the good wine, he entered into the spirit of the occasion and played his part well. He ate ravenously, drank quantities of champagne and told stories of his actual experiences as a tramp, which his host and guests accepited as fiction, and enjoyed imâ€" mensely. â€"Next he was chosen to lead the grand march with _ the hostess. The dance was short, howâ€" ever, since the hostess being stout in person, soon grew| short of breath. | % ‘ Advancing to the vagabond he said : "Haâ€"a, Haâ€"a; thought you would surprise me, eh ? ‘Well, I‘m too clever for you. I recognized you the moment I set my eyes on you. Come, let wme preseat you." . WitH# this he took him by the arm and led bim from group to group, Introducing bim as "Lukle." "Of course, of course," said the minister of justice, anxious to rise to the occasion. The very man. My old friend, Harlacher, the artist, whom I haven‘t seen for years." "I can‘t imagine," replied her brother. ‘*Some great artist, I shoul4 say, from the way he has painted his face." "I wonder who he can be?" said the hostess. A shout of jlaughter greetel this request, followed by exclamations of "Ien‘t he great |" "splendid makeâ€"up,"* and "wonderful." "Gowl evening, your honors!" he exclaime1, bowing to the right and left. "I also beg a small favor." Uror entcring the ballroom he found bWmself at once the centre of interâ€" est : all eyes were upon him. "Gool evening. vour honors!" he "Queer game this," murmured the tramy, looking into the mirror and fingering the #@ilverware on the dreeser. "Wonder what I‘m in for. Wish my pal was hbhere to see mo thirough. Well, here gees for a few dabs of red paint on my nose to make believe I‘m not the real thing. I lt.;ggh‘t to get a square meal, anyâ€" W." "Thanks, very much," repiied the rvagabord. "I need everything I can find, in my business." He passed on and entered the room as directed. Not! a soul was to be seen. All about were fine opera cloaks and furâ€"lined overcoats, which the more timid had worn to conceal their rags, and in outâ€"ofâ€"theâ€"way nooks were scores of silk hats. "Certaiioly, sir," answered the Jecâ€" orous attendant. "Pray enter. There are many othersa ol your sort nere. Wis)s to arrange your tollet? Pray step into the men‘s dressing room, right,. There you‘ll find additional paint and powder, if you think you ceed it." To the footman who opened the doot the newcom.r s.id ; "Pardon me, a& poor traveler also begs a small favor." A Landsome carriage had just left, and two men and two women, more ragged than their predecessors, had Lurried into the house, when a woeâ€" ful epecimen of Lumanity, shuffied through the crowd and â€" watched their disappearance behind the banks of palme and ferns, which screened the doorway. He looked about in eurpriso over the ripple of applause and cries d "Here‘s another!" which came from the crowd. Then» be movâ€" ed clumgily up the steps and rang the bell. , , t _A great crowd @f curious persons were gatiered in front of the palatial residence of Herr Bunszinger, the Minâ€" :t‘u‘-n oA Justice at dusk on an evenâ€" in March. They gaped impudentâ€" ly at ite marble portals. Equipage after efl::nce rolled up to the carâ€" riage k, dumping the most asâ€" tonishing examples of humanity on thesidewalk. Apparently they were the «um of the city, clad in rags, and repulâ€" gire to look upon. Still there was eomething singular mbout them, for the Rag Congress ie â€"_â€"_ _ And:Common Tramp eagle dropped a turtle on his bald herd., Algerian travellers are familiar with the sight of eagles carrying turtles and torâ€" toses to a height and dropping them upon rocks to break the creatures‘ shells and render the fiesh accessiblee . poet, met his death. It is said that A Boer farmer living on the velt just beyond Barberton, whose stock ‘hac. been harried by eagles, lay in ambush for the aerial robbers and saw one of them descend and carry off the 5â€"yearâ€" old child of one of his Kaflir servants. He shot the bird, which, with the child still clutched in its grip, fell into & thorn bush. The bird was dead when picked up, but the babe was little hurt. The eagle measured nine feet from tip to tip of the wings. Other stories are told to a similar ~end, but appear less credible than this one. â€"_Two eagles will stalk a covert in conâ€" cert. While one conceals itself the other beats about the bushes with a great screaming, driving out its quarry for the hidden eagle to swoop down and make an end of it, An even more insidious methodd h”i been gbserved, be'bm an eagle, detecting a s on the edge of a precipice, flew at ite,ep screaming shrilly, and with forceful beat of wing hurled it into the . valley below, where it could devour it at its leisure. There is a good reason for believing after all, the ancient legend as to the manner in- _wh_ieh‘_ Eschrlus, the Greek Many traditions are extant as to cagles having carried off and devoured children.‘ In the north of England the legend is perpetuated by the name of many an inn, the sign "The Eagle and the Child" being common. ‘The most recent case bearing close scrutiny apâ€" pears to be one which occurred in South Africa. hold to stay the flight of its cap Thc; bird was halved in an instant. but "Lukie" was never seen or heard of againâ€"Filengende Blatter. For the next few days the royal jewelers_ _d_l_d a marvelous business : "Yes, that‘s the worst of this whole miserable business," whined the minister weakly. "He made me his willing confederate. Me, the chief minister of justice, fooled by a comâ€" mon tramp; but for the Lord‘s sake don‘t let this get out. Be honorâ€" able ; I will restore allâ€"every dolâ€" lar‘s worth. Only keep it quiet, and I pledge you never to give or attend another such ball." "Explalnâ€"ex;;l;lâ€"n!;;"r:il-(;ut't;i. of his angry guests. ‘"Terrible ! Terrible!*" exclaimed hi# sisterâ€"inâ€"law, "but you yourself robâ€" bed me of my jewels. 1 saw you, but: kept quiet, to see what you would do. How can you explain that?" ssm a0r0 J LOk us C But Lukie could not be found, nor could anyone remember seeing him. A feeling of mistrust seized the min= Ister as he ran to the butiler‘ and asked ; "Has any body gone?" "Certainly. One of the princes ; the one with the embrojdered coat." | Bunzinger was nearly paralyzed., HJ& knoe;l smote each other as he F 1002 ACRCCZ 0270 PecP SOunaâ€" ed, however, and cries arose from all directions, ‘‘My watch," said one. "My purse," cried another. *"My jewels," shrieked a dozen women in chorue. _ . "Ha, Ha," laughed the minister. "I€ works beautifully.. Iâ€"mâ€"mense. I‘ll just oall Lukie now and show them bhow smart we are." > He went out and soon returned with his wife‘s most precious jewâ€" els, also those of her sister‘s and his daughters. Meanwhile the vagâ€" abond had been even more active and hbad gathered in a quantity of Yaluable jewelry, Lukie suggested thiat it swould be a good idea to call lnuoutluortophytqusrtol gendarme to arrest him "in fun, Jjust ‘to make it more real." _ Bunzinger hurried away to call in a neighborhood. Lukie left also, First he wrapped all the valuables in two handkerchie{s, then he hurried to the; dressing room, plunged into a rick furâ€"lined coat, clapped a top hat on his tousied head and started for the door, passing the butiler, who bowed law as he received a gold plece aw & tb 4 ; % t The minister returned just In time to hear one of the guests cry ; "Be on your guard, there thieves among us." Chuckling to himsel{, he hurried to the ballâ€"room. "Don‘t be a fool," he exclaimed to the man who had sounded the alarm. "You don‘t want to spoil the greatest surprise of the season." The alarm had been soundâ€" g?. ho(wever. and cries arose from all man#Laes ie _ sSET OE Z2 ing them how easily it is to lose their valuables. Here, take my jewâ€" els and pursge, so that it will look all right. . Now, I‘ll just gather in A& few things myself to show how, cleover I am." i STORIES ABOUT EAGLES. ible $ed C & € 1 U [ |Â¥ 1% * 4