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L(ou!irms in Thes & OF ht 10 Wilt of P LAND {4/® 172 1 Ge nd te A â€"» {oba‘ters ERRIN sund With IO0NS Title. Haiders nst 1g it | . "SALADA" «4 h h acteantfiie t AuAM. us Uncle Sandy, in very discontented tones, as he pushed away his plate and held out the tea cup he had just emptied, to be replenished. "There canna be better ,___Oor purer air than at Craigdarrach. It‘s aye west or south; yet there‘s Mona wi‘ a bad headache, wanting her her breakâ€" fast in her room, an‘ Mr. Leslie lookin‘ â€"nae, but ye look better than ye did yesterday,‘ looking at him, ‘only ye dinna rt. What‘s a bit haddie an‘ a mouthfu‘ toast to stay a mon‘s stomach i‘ the mornin‘." _ "The days cannot be too dark and dreary to suit my ejirit. 1 cannot gather eourage enough to think of Monday!" _ "It is coming very fast," said Mona, seofitly, and keeping her eyes fixed on the "It is cold and raw toâ€"day," she said, with a slight shiver. Returning to the fire, she leaned :-t the mantelâ€"picece. Waring put arms on the top of a highâ€"backed dhair opposite her, and said, with a quick She met his eyes as she spoke, and something of indescribable tenderness in them made her heart stand still. She rose -’d w‘elnt. t? the win(‘low." & "Is the hcadache quite gone*" said Waring, coming up behind her. Mona started, and changed eolor. "Yes, nearly gonme. You startled me, I thought you were out." With a sigh she opened the piano, and began to play dreamily. How fast the days were slipping away. _ ‘Toâ€"morrow would be his last at Craigdarroch, and then goodâ€"bye forever. Later, Mona, thinking from the proâ€" found stillness that she had the house to herself, came from the seclusion of her own room to the drawingâ€"room. She had been greatly agitated by her interview with Lisle, and greatly distressed, on reflection, to think she had trusted the secret of her love for Waring to a man whom she could not help considering an enemy. Yet she did not quite wish her words unsaid. She wished to honor the man she preferred, in the eyes of the rival who despised him; but she hoped and prayed that the knowledge of this admission might never reach Waring. Perhaps, indeed probably, he had formed some fresh attachment, which held his heart against her. "After all," she thought ,as she stopped to look at herâ€" self in a long glass at the end of the room, and saw that the long, straight folds and closeâ€"fitting bodice of her dark blue serge, with the broad band _ and buckle that showed the easy roundness of her waist, the searf of old lace round her throat, the soft, wavy masses of her redâ€" dishâ€"gold hair, became her wellâ€""after all, I am not worseâ€"looking than 1 used to be; but that does not matter," ‘"Yes, I will, my bairnie," said the old man, looking at ger indulgently. Sandy Craig had a great liking for a pretty face. "We‘ll go and have a crack wi the henâ€"wife." "And wouldn‘t you take my arm, Mr. (/‘nigl, for want of a better?" said Mary, blushing very sweetly. _ "Ay, that‘s varra good. Now there‘s anither fast early train to Glasgow, we‘ll dispose o‘ good pairt 0‘ the poultry varra profitably. Ill go down and look at the chuckies, if Mona were here." said MMy. = strong and lively "I dare say she will _ come down soon. Jessie says there is a new ‘md of chickens out, Mr. Craig, said MMty, _ "Twelve wee birdics, all "She‘s more tiredâ€"like than in pain. She wants quiect. Aweel, she went to bed airly enough," quoth Uncle Sandy, "to get it." "I left Kenneth, because he was going further on. I came back by Monkscleugh and the oak wood. I hope Miss Craig‘s headache is not severe." "Oh, I‘m all the better for my ram ble with Kenneth yvesterday." ‘You are 'vrv"e-l‘l'-;i'gfl vyt;ur‘;;i" again; but I was feared ye‘d be goin‘ too far when I heard ye hadna come back at tea time." "I dinna ken what‘s Uncle Sandy. in vary . 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"I do not know how many kisses you owe me for the miserable moments I have had here." "No, not yet! T cannot let you go yet. Tell me, when did you learn to love me?" "1 cannot tell, Leslic. I have never been indifferent to you sinceâ€"since I refused to marry you; and when I saw you I soon began to think I should like to atone to you." "Then it is only pity, perhaps?" "1 do not know what it is," said Mona, with a sigh, as she rested her head against his shoulder; "I only know that vyou must not leave me." There was an instant‘s hesitation, and then her arms stole gently to his neck, and her lips were pressed to the brown cheek he bent to them, but for a second, before his own lips were on hers, clingâ€" ingy to them softly, passionately, as if he drew hi @oul‘s life from that sweet mouth. "Will you think me weak, selfish, worthless, if I cannot leave you without saying how dearly I love you? To think how near I came to calling you my wife; and now we are but strangers to each other. Don‘t you see how bitterly hard it was?* Oh, you were right to break with me, it you could not love me. It would have been misery to us both if ; you could not have loved me. But it ( was all utter despair at the time! ‘To 'thnk that you‘preferred poverty and the desertion of your relatives to me, ! and all I coux‘!d have given you then!" .._, Garimg, it is more than I can believe! Mona, in our short engagement I do not believe you ever gave me a kiss. 1i you will give yourself to me now, put your arms around my neck and kiss me of your own free will." ease, would share my wild, uncouth home | _ The dramatic taste of moderns will with me now. Sweetest, how dare 1| N0t permit that minute deserption of hope!" fortune to each character which all well He drew her gently into his arms. ‘constituted readers ought to demand. "Take me with .\'Ol.l." said Mona, raisâ€" ‘ None of ours onl ‘howevgr to any tragic to~ tav eves to his, and letting him read t“nd.lnor \\'né: :,e:shei(-‘0|t\fn‘ln]ndhbaclgelor- 1ood very detrimental to his happiness. in them more than .wrds cou.l.d 'a}:' . Vn flu:‘ satlofantinn af thas nnlbip-:\:el\sla The fire of heaven seemed to Mona to have descended on her heart, and filled it with joy unspeakable. She let her hands drop, and, quivering from head to foot. she almost whispered: "Then do not leave me." "Ah, Mona," said Waring, drawing close to her, "do not tempt me to a reâ€" newal of suffering! 1 am too desperateâ€" ly in earnest to be played with; and I dare not hope that you, who rejected me when I could have given you a life of He pushed the chair from him, and came to stand beside her, his eyes full of love and sorrow, his plain face beautiâ€" fied by the spirit that animated him. "Ah, Mr. V.aring!" cried Mona, coverâ€" inz her face with her hands, "can you forgive me?" "I do not reproach you," he returned, ‘I was not worthy of you, or 1 should not have gone to the bad as I did, beâ€" eause I was disappointed. But when 1 came back to life from that terrible fever, 1 folt another man. I felt I had a duty to myself that forbade this unâ€" manly abandonment, and I have been stronger ever since. I was even getting over the painful longing for you. And now we have met, and I am worse than ever! And you, you seem sweeter than ever. 1 feel as if I could not leave you!" fire, but feeling that Waring‘s were fasâ€" tened on herself. #at any adulâ€" } (Washington, Kan., Register.) We do not like to find fault with the works of nature, but it seems to us that it would be a great imvrovement if the luminous end of the lightning bug had been placed on the mosquito. "Yes, for past and present both, my own dear." "Very well; but first you might give a fellow _ a kiss for the sake of old times." "Hush!" she interrupted; "you shall not say impertinent things of my guid man! But it is nearly halfâ€"past four; we must go back. Mary ordered the carâ€" riage for us to go and meet General and Mrs, Fielden at five, and _ you know what a punctual little houseâ€"mother she it." "‘As the husband, so the wife isâ€" thou art mated to a clown!‘" quoted Waring, laughing. . .: lt ywih "It it possible? I undestand though! It is well you kept the secret. I should have been so awfully vexed." "Yes, I knew that." "Just imagine my ever having hidden things from you, and being a stranger, and fearing you should look into my heart and see what a goose I was, We could never misunderstand each other now, we have grown so like." + "Every word! So that I did not know how to behave myself like a rational creature, and pretended all the evening to be dead tired. You see, it would nevâ€" er have done to let you know. But if I had not heard from your own lips that you liked meâ€"well, better than Lisle, 1 should never have broken silence." unhappy devil I was, when I heard Lisle‘s voice close by, and before I could stir, you were both seated here. 1 hesitated and lost my chance of appearing, until I heard too much to make it advisable to show myself. Then 1 listened, and if even a fellow was lifted into the highâ€" est heaven of pride and delight, 1 was that day." "What! Did you hear everything I said 1" p "Lecauseâ€"well, 1 will teil you a secret, the only one I have had from you." "How dare you, sir?t Confess at once!" "Well, I don‘t think you‘ll mind now. The day before you deigned to accept me, I had been roaming about with Kenâ€" neth, and got tired of everything, life included, so I left and strolled up the hollow there until I found myself beside those big stones, where _ the bracken still grows so high, and I threw myself down among them, and thought what an _"Why are you so fond of it?" asked Mona, settling her head _ comfortably against his shoulder. _ "I am quite sure I do," said Waring, a smile stealing into his brown eyes and spreading over his healthy, happy face. _ Winter and summer had _ come and gone three t++mes,. and a glowing autumn sun was gilding the hills and deepening the purple heather, when Mona and her husband strolled together once more to the seat by the big oak tree, For the satisfaction of that estimable but diminutive portion of the public who would "ask for more," the curtain shall go up for a few minutes on the last tabâ€" leans. "After all, Lealie, I believe I love this view the best of any." "Yes, uncleâ€"for you must let me call you so,. ‘There could not be a better or more suitable wife found for Kenneth than the one he has found for himself," cried Waring. _ i7 " Aweel, aweel, Iwill think of it; â€" but, my â€" lad, ye maun proâ€" mise me you‘ll bring Mona back to see me ance mair before I die." "I do promise you, Uncle Sandy; faithâ€" fully promise you.‘ 4 I & "You need not be, unless you choose. You can have a niece to read to you and write for you, and take care of you. Think of it, uncle dear! Make Kenneth as happy asâ€"as I am." "An‘ a father I‘ll be to ye, my lambie. Mrs. Leslic, my niece, shall have five thoosand pounds to her tocher; and it‘s glad I‘ll be that some of my hard earnâ€" in‘s go to the son of the hoose by which I earned it. But I‘ll be a lonely mon when ve leave me." "If ye are, nane has a right to withâ€" stan‘ you. I would be weel content if ye had not to gae sae far awa‘; and I‘ll feel your loss air, but ye maun follow the husband you‘ve chosen." "Dear uncle," said Mona, the tears hanging on her long lashes, "it will grieve me, too, to leave you; you have been a father to me, and I thank you." She knelt beside him and kissed his thin hand. _ "Aweel," he said in a solemn and someâ€" what tremulous tone, "I have been hearâ€" ing what the grandson o‘ my auld maisâ€" ter has to say. No, Mona, my bairn, are you willing to tak‘ this mon to be your wedded husband ?" "I am, uncle," she said, softly but clearly. Uncle Sandy was looking pale, and was sitting unusually uprifht in his armâ€"chair in the library, when Mona, with downcast eyes, and the air of a cuâ€" prit, came in, closely followed by Waring. "Your uncle wants to speak to you, Mona," said Waring. "Oh, Leslie! How is he?" "The glass is at fair weather. Come along." § About a couple of hours after the famâ€" ily meal, a knock was heard at the door of Mona‘s room, where she had entrenchâ€" ed herself till the awful explanation with her uncle had been accomplished. Dinner was got through somehow. Both Kenneth and Mary _ instinctively felt that something or other had taken place, the former had a shrewd idea what. "That would be too much. But, pray, speak to my uncle toâ€"day. He deserves to be told at once." "Then will be the opportunity to sugâ€" gest Mary as my successor." _4 _ "Exactly. Shall I ask Kenneth to join me in making a double demand? _ You are the ruling spirit nere." "Poor Uncle Sandy!" she interrupted. "I think he would be willing to give you the best he had; and I am by no means sure that he considers me that." "Needs must. He will miss you dread fully." 3 glorious consciousness that she loved as passionately as he did himself. "I am afraid, Mona," he resumed, after a deâ€" licious silence, "that younr uncle will not like to let you come intq the wilds with me. But the place is not really bad; it has been cleared for a considerable time, andâ€"" Ventures on Mild Criticism. (The End.) Selling Snow in Syria. (Daily Consular and Trade Reports.) Consul Jesse B. Jackson, of Alexanâ€" dretta, describes the m@hod in Asia Minor of providing a substitute for 1ce: Snow is gathered in the adjacent [mountains and packed in a conical pit, tamped in tightly and covered with straw and leaves, At the bottom of the pit a well is dug with a drain connect»d at the bottom to carry off the water formed from melted snow. As the cost of eollecting and storing is very small, the only labor is in delivering to the conâ€" sumers, which is accomplished by pack horses,. The selling price is 10 to 25 cents a hundred pounds and often cheaper. I have too mary weak spots in my own English to do more than draw atâ€" tention to common mistakes, into many of which I have myself fallen, sometimes to be dragged out again by a mark of exclamation and a comment in the marâ€" gin by a much tried editor, and to this salutary treatment I owe, at any rate, a diminution in my verbal errors. There are certain expressions which at one time were used exclusively by a sinâ€" gle class, They were copied by one lower in the social scale, and have consequentâ€" ly been abandoned by the other. Of these "mama" is a notable instance, and posâ€" sibly "auntie," though I think the latter was never used except among somewhat homely people. Still more striking exâ€" amples are "lady" and ‘gentleman," for which ‘woman" and "man" are now alâ€" ways substituted. i It is even desirable to avoid such very common errors as "it appeared to be a paradox," "mutual friends," "a limited income," "a verbal message," "replaced by another," "enitrely decimated," etc. A paradox is "a seeming absurdity," therefore a thing either is or is not a paradoxâ€"it cannot seem to be a seeming absurdity. Friendship may be mutual, but if two know another person they have a common, and not a mutual, friend. "A limited income" may be a very large one, for limited is the conâ€" trary to unlimited, and is not symonâ€" ymous with small. "A verbal message" means a message in words, and may be either written or spoken. If spoken, it is an oral message. ‘The daily papers in their Parliamentary reports are correct in referring to "questions not orally anâ€" swered," and their reporters are among the few who use the word in its true sense. To "replace" a thing is to put it back where it was. A Prime Minister resigns, but he is afterwards replaced in office. ‘Thus replace is not synonymous with substitute. To decimate is to take oneâ€"tenth, so an army if decimated has lost a tenth of its men. My plea is, first of all, for greater care in avoiding the use of second rate expressions, a care specially needed among those whose cirele of acquaintâ€" ances is small,. In addition, it is always worth while to know the meaning of the words we use. A famous novelist, whose books are just now widely read, has literally strewn the pages of one of them with a word which a glance at the dictionary would have told her has a very unpleasâ€" ant meaning, quite other than that she attributes to it. My gardener having informed me a fow days previously that he had had soime plants "off" another gardener, 1 was able to understand the meaning the expression was intended to convey, I have on ore occasion heard a woman of outward refinement and amazingly careful manner observe: "You must take those gloves off Ethel; they will fit you better than they do her." _ But it is not only in conversation that these and similar expressions find place. It becomes harder each year to discover a novel in which the characters, intended to be those of cultured people, discourse as such. I note with distressing freâ€" quency that someone has "saved"â€"not her money, when the expression is perâ€" fectly correct, nor her household goods from the flames, but a yard of ribbon or her grandmother‘s letters. ‘What is the matter?" is surely exâ€" plicit enough. Why, therefore, say "Whatever is the matter?" But worse than this is the slipshod "You will never do that?" rather than "You don‘t intend doing that?" or ""Nothing would surely persuade you to do that?" perhaps folâ€" lowed, on the unexpected arrival of a friend, by "That is never you!" or "You are quite a stranger!" If she expresses an opinion, it is to say, "I think it is very unwise to do thatâ€"that is what I think." If she reads a letter aloud it is studded with "she says" from start to finish,. "She says, ‘We intend going to town soon for a week, and then abroad for July,‘ she says," and so on. From a person of wide culture and education I have been struck dumb by an assurance that she "never would be any different," with the added comment that, after all, "it makes no matter." How anyone with the merest vestige of an ear can coin such a verb as "to make a matter" it is difficult to understand. ROng . * Are Often Used. I am sometimes surprised when a man or womanâ€"usually a woman, though why I cannot sayâ€"of quite excellent education fairly flounders in a sea of ill selected words, says a writer in the Queen, Her worst faults are often due to reâ€" dundancy; she will rot give utterance to a simpie, straightforward statement, Ill Selected Words and Expressions That SOME ERRORS OF SPEECH, Young Garden subsequently devoted himself with great assiduity to his proâ€" fession, where his undoubted abilities brought him much distinetion. He was appointed Sheriff â€" of Kincardineshire, and in 1764 he was proomted to the Bench under the title of Lord Gardenâ€" atone. A year or two before that â€" he had acquired the estate of Johnston, and he immediately set about fostering the village. He maintained an unflagging interest in the community, giving asâ€" gistance where it was necessary and, mbove all, deserved, and in 1779 he geâ€" ran a risk of being hung, but the plea of "drunk and incapable" saved their lives, if it tarnished {their military reâ€" cord, and they wore liberated on parole. Lord Gardenstone, whose advent as proprietor of tha estate of Johnston gave Laurencekirk its first start _ to growth and prosperity, had an adventurâ€" ous career, well sprinkled with eccentricâ€" ity. The second son of the laird of Troup, Francis Garden, was born in 1721, and was admitted as a member of the Faculty of Advocates in 1744. At the ‘45 rebellion he became a volunteer, and with another gentleman was sent by Sir "Johnny" Cope to reconnoitre the Highâ€" land army on its way from Dunbar. The youths, unmindful of the errand, stayed too long at a hostelry near Musselburgh and were captured by a Highlarder, who marched them off to the rebels. They 1e and his fireman were the only two on the illâ€"fated train who escaped unâ€" hurt. The wreckage took fire and 80 passengers were burnt to cinders. Had not the coupling between the first and second engines given way the first enâ€" gine must have been pulled back. As it was, it remained balanced on the very edge of the ravine.â€"Pittsburg Times. A Mr. Leist, one of the very few surâ€" vivors, had a most extraordinary escape. Feeling the bridge collapsing he sprang from the train, but almost as his feet touched the trestles, the whole thing went to pieces. He jumped as far as he could and landed clear of the wreckage in deep water. Part of one of the cars came drifting past, and he climbed on to it and was carried a long way down the river. Then the car was swung in a rapid, aml Leilst was swept off. But he managed to get rid of his clothes, and, an eddy helping him, he managed to swim ashore. One of the most dreadful bridge disâ€" asters on record was that which hapâ€" pened at Ashtabula, Ohio, on Dec. 20, 1876. At 8 in the evening a heary train pulled by two engines was crossing a small iron bridge near Ashtabyla, when the driver of the first engine heard a crack. _ Suspicious â€" that something was wrong, he pulled the valve wide open and his engine jumped forward. Next instant there was a terrific crash. Glaneâ€" ing back, the driver #aw the whole train, including the second engine immediately behind his own, plunge into the ravine. The catastrophe, which occurred on Sept. 17 last, near Dover, in Oklahoma, strongly resembled the Tay bridge acciâ€" dent. A train plunged through a trestle bridge over the Cimarron River, and the engine and five coaches out of seven dropped into the rainâ€"swollen waters below. A Number of Thrilling Railway Inciâ€" dentsâ€"Tay Bridge Disaster. 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A few of the big banks in Berlin have already got as far as a working day of eight hours, from 9 in the morning til 5 in the afternoon, with two hours less in Saturday, when they close at 3 o‘clack.â€"Berlin correspondence _ London Standard. Many German stock brokers, company directors, directors of banks and captains of industry adopt a curious arrangzement by which they dine at 3 o‘clock in the afternoon and afterward return to theis offices from 6 till 8 in the evening. Those Germans who have had practical experience of office work in England are unanimous in declaring â€" that â€" English clerks do just as much in six or scven hours as German clerks in nine or tem hours, and advance this as a strong argument in favor of the general adopâ€" tion of the English hours of work in offices. An agitation is now going on for the abolition of the long midday interval and of the intreduction of the hours of work usurl in English offices. 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Reginald James, Fenaghvale, Ont., sayse: "I have used Baby‘s Own Tablets, and find them unexcelled as a _ medicine for â€" children. They promote sleep and general good health." You can get the Tablets from your druggist or by mail at 25 cents a box by writing T‘oe Dr. Williams‘ Medicine Co., Brockâ€" ville. Ont. Experiments made in deep mines to prove that the hbeat of the rocks does not preclude mining nrrmiom at even 4,000 feet, because if the recognized forâ€" mula was accepted there would be a temperature of 125 degrees Fahrenheit at 3,500 feet, demonstrated that such a temperature is not reached. The assertion sometimes made that mining might extend to as great a depth as 10,000 feet if haulage could be acâ€" complished is untenable,. The difficulâ€" ties would not be in haulage, but, first that of breathing under the enormous atâ€" mospheric pressure, and, secondly, inâ€" creaso of temperature. A mass of air in a downâ€"cast shaft of 60 degrees Fahâ€" renbheit at the surface of a depth of 10,â€" 000 feet would attain a temperature of 90 degrees by its own weight. Healthful mining would be impossible. GREAT HEAT IN DEEP MINES. ‘ Operations Would Be Impossible at a 10,000â€"Foot Level, \ The latest determination of rise in ! temperature in descending underground | gives 243 feet for every degree centiâ€" grade or 135 feet for a rise of one deâ€" gree Fahrenbeit. The difference in temâ€" l perature of different rock substances is 1 almost inappreciable. & Wnnb s etsto mds x 14 He became so much attached to one that he allowed it to share his bed, and when good feedinz and rapid growth made it a rather cnmbersome bedâ€"fellow it was still lodged in comfortable quarâ€" ters in the apartment. During the dayâ€" time it followed him about like a dog. One morning a farmer had occasion to visit his lordship, and being shown into his bedroom stumbled upon some object. That object gave vent to an uncompromâ€" ising grunt and squeal of complaint, and from the bed there proceeded a voice, "It is just a bit sow, poor beast, and I laid my breeches on it to keep it warm all night." For many years Lord Gardenstone was one of the "characters" of Fdinbul& and as such received a place among famous Kay‘s portraits. He was repreâ€" sented riding on an old horse, with a dog in front and a boy dressed in a kilt beâ€" hind. A detailed account of the picture states that Kay portrayed him as, what be really was, a very timid horseman, mounted on an old hack, which he had selected for its want of spirit, preceded by his favorite dog Smash, and followed by a Highland boy, whose duty it was to take charge of the horse on arriving at Parliament House. His eccentricity took the even .trangâ€" er form of a strong affection for pigs. cured a charter erecting Laurencekirk into a burgh of barony. In 1793 he died, aged 72 years, and until well into the following century the Bailie and Councillors never allowed the anniverâ€" sary of his birth to pass without meetâ€" ing together to take what one minute descrited as "a moderate glass." CLERKS‘ HOURS IN GERMANY CARE OF TNE BABY. Praye:. Our Father in heaven, Thou who are all wise and all good, Thou who knowest us and lovest us, teach us at all times and in all cireumstances to say, "Thy will be done." We desire the biessings of lifeâ€"health and strongth and earthly goods; we desire that those we love should be spared to us; but these things ‘are in Thy hand and Thou doest al i things well. Grant us our hearts‘ deâ€" 2cim, but on}y in so far as they ore in accordance wiih Thy will. We rejoice 40 !knov that it is Thy will that all spiritâ€" | ual blessing should hbe ours, and not ours only but the world‘s. G let Thy will be done. Break down the stubborn folly 0f imankind, that they may no longer refuse the precious gifts of pardon and eternal life which Thou dost offer them in Jesus Chriet, Jt is Thy wil thet «1 men should be saved, 0 bond mos < 1 its to Thine. Amen. The surprise of life alw finding how we have miss that have lain nearest to have gone far away to seel was Clost ‘The gole of the clog is finished with a et of ‘cokers‘"‘ or ‘‘irops," one for the heo) and another for the front of the sole. These irons are about a quarter of ar inch wide, oneâ€"eighth o° an inch thick, and are made to fit the shape of the sole somewhat a shoe is fitted to a hborse‘s hoof, A flfl trade might be built up by Amertcan * facturers in sunplyine either machine wood soles « Clogs in the Nori (Daily Consuler and At least 4,000.000 paire the northern countries of The "clog" is a sort of "O my Father, excepi 1 dring conflict is over tory; He is p whatever the I In His hour of anguish He must need8 be alone, and yet Me craves the comdort of human companionship. Me directs the body of the disciples to remain near the entrance of the garden, and takiag with Mim Peter and James and Jolhn He goes on a little farther. As they advance, dis agitation increases! never had liis {olâ€" lowers seen Him so moved,. At last He exclaims to the three, "L am sid at heart, sad even to doath; wait here, and watech with ime." Then BHe withiraws from them about a stome‘s throw. iteâ€" neath the trees Me imeels, soon He falls upon His face. In the light o! the paschal moon the disciples se llim plainly, and {ragments of His proyor come to them on the still air oi nig«t. His agony finds utterance in woiis He is praying that this eup, which is boing messed to His lips and whose {irst bitter drops He is already tasting, may be taken away, if it be possible, if it be HMis Fathes‘s will. Me wrstles long in prayer, until the disciples, wearied not only by the lateness of the hour, but by the strain of their sympathotic sorâ€" row, fall asicep. By and by their Master comes, wakes them and chides them gently for their inability to share Mis watch,. As He speaks, they gaze, and Drinking the Bitter Cup. The night was well advansed wihen Jesus, with His disciples, descended the stairs that led from the upper room and stepped into the city street. They took their way towards the outskirts and, passing through one of the gater, moved on until they came to the slope of Mount Olivei, BHere there was a garden in which olive troes grew, and in this sheltered spot the Lord and His (olâ€" lowers had spent many a quicl lour, They entered the gurson nmow, and as they did so the «uisciples were awape that their Master‘s soul was moved by an anusual agitation. He was ascul to pass through an eaperiense 0f es zaor dinary conflict and trial, and He bids them pray that no euch time of vesuag may fall to their dot. Siill sad throbs the hbeart of No Btill striving its best to be gay And fitfully crying, Remember, hemember. tame‘®s passing away! O*er the cornâ€"stooks the crows ho In the groves the red squirrols In the twilight the charcoal pit le The pale gun shiues faintly a The warm purple haze fades And the butternute drop wit Soft thud in a griefâ€"stricker On the billside the som Like the glow of a p And the bittersweot, s hangs ite bead with a All too fow are the brisht leaves re in the wrich reds and golds of the While the pineâ€"trees (grown dark wi plaining ) Are chantiug the dirge of them a In the Ther Like a Robert Haddow _the twilight Send their gic s At. . _A d i Like a icar on the cov _lhe hazse of Novemper Over mountain, streami Poeps a h made in one piec C :mÂ¥ 44 nV ... A S@.&Wzfi? {@mk) be Indi ore still neaih a Lo! It is Nigh Thee by © on the n summer‘s sweel smiling lurks the sting of the snow lair traiter‘s beguiling pt of a dauger below. Novembe: ams over woodland 8 autterance in woils hl!o: ; this cup, which is being _ lips and â€" whose â€" first : is already tasting, may , if it be possible, if it s will. Me wrsties i« l the â€" disciples, w«::l_r‘i:fg > lateness of the hour. but .° _ Tnen e ut a stonme‘s 1 s e imeels. face. In the li the _ disciples ragments of i on the still an the coeck of a co ®‘reamict and x irs of clogs are sold i1 ol England every year, of shoe with a woodon and a leather top. rade I e‘s hoof, A gond Amertcan mana» er mamchine made ‘ from which r he finiched sole: itly an« fades L lung â€" 4 prétens of the €yin bura bog the d thir N We hich 1118 l