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°*4 ewore a full mouthed cath and & kicked over some of the men who held me. Hagart jumped clear, battered down two rogues with his unshod feet â€" and thundered @eway toward Isstens. Swearing mightily at Hagart‘s escape. ( they bound me viciously and tied me astride a mountain pony _ What a joyâ€" ‘ . fulending, this, toall my dreams! Then * ‘\a horrible feeling of sickness came over . me, and I shivered with a crael chill My wound, which before 1 had thought L little of, now began to pain and my head to swim. J swooned, and upon reâ€" eovering consciousness l found the pony upon which 1 rode picking its way over wocks and around gulliesâ€"Owing to the darkness 1 could not make out the mumber of the fellows about me, but »~â€"â€"Bytheirfierce and mixed jargons I knew them to be robbers from the he :â€"North mountains P â€"% Presently a fellow at my stirrup said. Pf,\‘ __4Now, lordling. what do you think w3 your father will pay to get you back t‘ * *"Dog!*‘ 1 muttered. Ps, "Keep that talk for the dead bodica §e of the men hanged by the neck ani 6 ‘answer my question," he growled in a A5. threatening voice. _ _ _ .". CBAPTER VILL THE CAPTURK OF THE CADBT . Merrily on the afternoon of the same day 1 swungâ€" into . tire saddle; flecked r -..n with my gloves and set tall "houses and noisy streets slipâ€" ruuu Out of the gates. past staring sentrics and sullen towers I rode with a cheer. The mud had dried up wonderfully «ince ourâ€" advent to the city, and Haâ€" gart tossed his mane back into my face with the sheer joy of the open road. We passed through the outiying vilâ€" =ul into the open country in less an bour. Then 1 drew rein and walked Hagart up a hill ‘The willows and poplars were so full of leaves and sgammer wind that they seemmed things of the airâ€"not gross vegetables with their roots deep in the ground. The the woods with birds. _ Bo we went, forgetting the scenes of battle. both man and borse glad with the fullness of life. the Bfinah!. and knew that Isstens, with all its cheer and love, lay not five niles in front of me. _ _ _ © Then I fell to dreaming and entered #he firwood of the Monk‘s Cross at a slow wralk, with no thought of rapier or dag. g;n:ln an ugly dream, Hagart was wnback on to his haunches, and [ _ Dark 'ul::):lng down when far to the north I out the blue heads of was dragged from the saddle. "Not a penny if 1 can help it .A eword and a well aimed dag would «: me free of you in half a minute. you scum of the potI‘ _ He inughe;i at my words, though [ think they suited bim none too pleasâ€" _ *"You are a gay little cock," he reâ€" torted, ‘"and worth about 1,000 crow ns #o the baron." I was faint, but this speech touched me to the anger of a child _ _ â€"** ‘Little cockI you canaille! Jnst let me down. and 1 will show you uy six feet of littleness," I raved. After that, for what seemed to me years, we rode in silence Our path beâ€" came steep and rough, and three linâ€" terns had to be lighted. ~Dizzy thou ;i I was, I managed to count 12 men in the varty around me. ‘ *T am surprised that such brave men make such poor horse catchers,‘‘ I said. thinking of the valiant Hagart. They swore botly at this, and one fellow said he would knock my head off if 1 didn‘t keep quiet. When we halted and they unbound me from the saddle, I fell prone with exhaustion. Some one took me by the hoels and dragged me into a little burrow floored with straw and there let me lie. I was hungry and tired, but as nothing came in the way of food I fell into a fitful eleep. When I opened my eyes, the sun was falling cheerfully into my rough abode. and my hands were free At my elbow stood & can of water and a amall loaf of black bread. 1 drank the water greedily and tried to eat a few crumbs of the loaf, but could not. My bead ached, and my limbs trembled. A lout armed to the teeth strolled mp and down in front of my door From all around came the sbrill laugh ter and vile josts of slatternly women Bahi Ilmwrdn‘cw‘m stuff from a and beastly men. 1 thought of Marion having once been among them, for how Joug a time 1 did not know, and with all my strength I swore bitterly _ ‘The day wore on without incident und I tried to sleep.. i Huch strange voices and bursts of masic filled my ears, sometimes beanâ€" rflq.‘ sometimes frightfol Again heard Marion singing ber English mge :. again 1 charged into the battle, ;, rode and shonted; again I sat ) Princess Barbura of Cloburg in mth and tade mock love the â€" _ By Sir D Artagan Iestens, Cadet of a use, Enight of the Copyright, 1899, by American Press Association. bright with young grain. T éaft Gp. abd it Was evening by the shadows, and cried for more water A young fellow brought it quickly enongh. and held it to my lips Bub‘ It was some foul stuf from a ditch and I turned away and cried like a girl unA ‘ Late at night a can of clear water and more bread were brought and 1 drank eagerly. but ate nothing For hours 1 lay. wmy brain as clear as A glass, and listened to the men singing around their fires At last 1 slept, only to dream of horrible shapes and cries When i awoke, the fever was on me egain. . It was early dawn. There was just a tinge of gray light on the tree tops 1 crawled out, strong with one determination, and that to drink my fll of waterâ€"good or bad. My guard was flat on his back, sporing like a pig 1 crawled silently past bim down the hill. and my ears were cheered by the ronnd cf a ronning stream. Sliding and .staggering. 1 at last reached the brink and felt the cool spray in my face. 1 thrast my lips to the surface and drank in fong. gasping drafts, like a heated horse 1 heard cries and shots and the clashing of weapons bebind, but I lay down on the bank in a sweet delirium, und the sounds meant nothing to me What cared 1 for battle now that my thirst was quenched | Twice 1 saw the captain‘s face gazâ€" iug down at me, and I said something about the duel. But for the most of the time I was going through feats of skill on borseback with a cut and thrast eword"; on foot with a rapier. For some unaccountable reason I drew blade on Harry and, to my borror, ran him through first thrust Then I wrote poetryâ€"sheets and eheets of itâ€"about the king and the Princess Barbara, which 1 read aloud to a circle of strange faces waiting around me for some dark purpose One rhyme went wrong. and I shouted for Red Harding to come and set it right. Ard whether 1 fought or rode or played poet I beheld always the winsome figure of the Eng: lish Marion somewbere near watching me with sad eyes. . And all this time 1 seemed to be in some strange land, and up to me, through miles and miles of cloud and dream, sounded familiar voices entreating me to come back. . 1 heard my brother‘s voice among them, and 1 ctied. "What is the matter, Lord NMarry 1 Have I put burs in your pony‘s tail or eaten {onr tart?‘ â€" Then came a {ir etrange r nging laughter, fcllowed by a sudden, peaceful swence in my own brain. and 1 opened my eyes. Opposite the couch on which i lay stnod the deep seated turret window with the casement open to the evening i..ol A swallow darted past ; the voice of one of the stablemen trolling a love ecug came up to my ears. In the corner stond my sword and my riding.boots cleaned and polished â€" [t was very quiet «17e for the song and the flutter of bird wirgs. after my years of continual rinsic and action 1 wondered where the bogsing music and stony faces bad gone to. 1 turned my head on the pillow returted. cartying you on a litter of SSE EEEEIEIEIREEEEEEEE | worire Phr aore 520 veen well timed a and sharp, and that band of devile is T éat Gp. and it #as evening by the | °""\°_" Tio.l, ‘The captain found you -b.t'wcuh.mu:w: lying on the bank of a streaim sound ung fellow _ broug! 4 * ough. and beld it to my lips ia-h “;L-’,.tmw_mmuu‘ was some foul stuf from a 4iteh |y,_;00 eptered the room With the C@P d 1 turned away and cried like 8 | 10;0 anq Red Harding on their beels rt ‘The fellow roared at his brutal Marion did not look at me. Pomeon ie n ces i 1 1. look for them. Im a big chair drawn to my bedside. with a book epen in her Inp. sat Marion. looking at me with dreaming eyes. 1 siniled. wondering what she was thinking about. and fell away into a childlike slumber When 1 awoke. the light was stiil at the window. but it was the light of mortiing My mother bent over me and kisssed imy forebead. Harry was at the faotboard in hat and hunting drees. ‘‘Well, old fire eater, it is fine to see you back again," he eaid .as a man greets another on returning from a long journey. _‘ Behind my mother stood Mation, clad in gleaming white, with a little glass of medicine in her hand. I had been afar in the land of fever dreams for almost two weeks after my rescue from the mountain robbers, and it was about this rescue that Harry and my father came to tell me later on that same day _ Thns came the story in my father‘s slow, clear voice: â€" ‘‘The captain and Red Harding and the men reached hoine shortly, after rpoon, bringing word that you were go . ing to stay a few days in the city at his majesty‘s command. In the evening one of the men found Hagart, heated and nervous, standing at his stable door with saddle all askew. There was won der in the house at first, then panic for we imputed that our old enemics had been up to their play. But how Hagart bad escaped and why you had taken the road so soon after the cap tain we could not imagine Within balf an bour of the horee‘s appearance 15 of us were well on the road‘ to the mountaing. ‘"Eat we bad not traveled far before we came face to face with a stalwart rogue on a lorig baired pony. He told us what ransom his chief wanted and that if he did not return to the camp before dawn you would be stabbed in gour sleep. _For a moment we thought of falling upon bim and making bim gnide us to the camp, but he leaped Uack and clapped a pistol to his head It was no use 1 promised him the moneyâ€"promised to pht it into kis bands on the fourth hour of the after toon two days later "‘If any man follows me, the boy dies,‘ and with these words he gal loped away. Bat Pierre, the woodchopâ€" per, sprang from his horse and followed swiftly and noiselessly on foot while we turned and rode home Thanks to Pierre‘s wonderfal endurance, the trick served. and next night he was back at lestens with the path to the robbers camp clear in his memory ‘‘The captain, with all the sound men hbe could gather and Pierre for gnide, next morning started on foot. » 1 waited till the afternoon and then, witl a bag of gold -n& a pistol, rode ont to weet. the fellow of the previons interâ€" 1 lay *I was afraid to search for our own party or the camp of the robbers with out a guide. knowing that 1 might set all the captain‘s phine of ambush at naught, so 1 came back to the bouse ‘We waited in the dining ball all night. and when the son vu'ofll'th:_pnrky. "h.‘e:‘nii- and the lieatenant were overjoyed at my recovery ‘The old vet: eran took one of my bands in his e "Himmel, comrade! It is whiter and weaker than a lady‘s *‘ And bescrewed up bis scarred face, while tears welled into his eyes. Castletree laughed at the other‘s réâ€" mark and said, **You will find it browa and strong enough to bother your guard inside a menth." CHAPTER IX 1 THE LOVE OF a WOMAN. \ I grew steadily etronger, and scon moved from my bed to a big chair drawn up to the window. It was the heat of summer now. Harry was more dashing and poetic than ever before. All the housebold, from the baron and baroness down to the boy who twirled the spits in the kitchen, was gay. and yet. deep under my slowly br‘tcning frce and outward improvement, lay a black devil eating at my beart. It was the devil of doubt, for Marion, whose eyes I had so often seen kind and soft. came to me seldom now, and when she did it was always with my mother or Harry â€" Never a word of my passionate pote under the verses 1 think Harry poticed it, too, for be was kinder than ever to me â€" Likewise Captain Castle: treg, who would come and read aloud from his books for bours at a time. One day 1 was sitting alone at my open window. It was early evening My mother bad just left my side, and 1 was in a balf dream. It was not a glad dream to cheer the heart, nor a mad dream of battle to set my pulses leapâ€" ing My gray meditations were broken by the clatter of hoofs in the courtyard below and the sound of greetings <} stood, as best I could for my weakness. angd looked out. A big roan horse was there, and a gentleman bad just dis mounted and was leaning over my mother‘s hand. The whole family seem ed to be at the dining ball door to greet him Marion and the captain greeted him with the fervor of old friends 1 beard my father say, ‘*‘Welcome to my bouse, Sir Willis!"‘ 1 sank back in my cbair. . ""Who the devil is this?" 1 safd "He bows like a sword scabbard and has a face like a bishop." -“l;r-eâ€"s_einwlyr Bnr;y came up and told me that the newcomer was Sir Willis Howâ€" ;;a who bad come on from England posthaste with brave news for the cap tain ---'â€"‘-What is the news?" I asked buskily "That the estate in Devon will be Castletreo‘s again on Christmas day. and that the real political offender has been discovered." 5 For some time 1 said nothing The light bad gone out at the window How young I was! » Then, ‘"Who is Sir Willis?" I asked. "An old friend of the Castletrees and the captain‘s godson,‘‘ he replied, ‘"‘and m famous ewordsman, too. 1 have beard." -“A- --lhia. which should have cheered me vastly, only threw me into a deeper gloom. _ o § «When Harry presented me to the pewcomer, I looked at him narrowly measuring him as one fencer does anâ€" other before the saluting. He was not overtall, but square shouldered and long armed. His face was long and grave, his eyes steely, his smile slow and sinister. â€" He said very little, but his shifting eyes saw VeverryllAlAing, With the family he was quite a faâ€" vorite at first, and, as the Castletrees were persuaded to stay in.Wassmark antil after Christmas, Sir Willis post: poned his own departure. I think we all saw his reason for doâ€" ing so before three days bad p@st He walked, rode and sat on the socth ter race with Mistress Marion, and she ac cepted all his attentions with gayety His manner towird Harry was al ways gonsiderate and pleasant, but to ward me that of a lord to a footman _ One day, when he had come ap with the captain to borrow my spurs. be told my imotber, who was reading aloud how in England the younger sops were always packed off to the ends of the earth to find their own fortunes “;fie“éaptain flushed crimson, the baroness stared, but 1 only remembered it and made no sign â€" â€" In a few days I could move aboat the Louse, and even take short walks on the terrace. At meals I threw off my lately acquired reserve and talked freely. Iny ing myself open to his entting satcasm 1 enjoyed this becanse it made my rival anything but lovely in the eyes of the family and lengthened my score against him Marion, however, seemed to find bis company as fascinating as ever, and the rest had to put ap with their guest. Where was the open hearted boy mow, once so fond of clapping band to hilt and then begging forgivemess for the same? Even the Princess Barbara would now find me grown old emnough I often thought of her ‘The polisbed and learned viscomnt showed more feeling then L. and was often barely polite to the Englishman and Captain Castletree, in spite of his retarn of fortane, looked anxious and sarprised at my change of epirit 1 was standing under the three abields one day looking down the rvenue and thinking of that first time Marion had come tripping uap toward the house of Isstens. when a boy suddenly appeared with a bunch of late meadow roses. He belonged in the stables and eyed me nervously before plucking ap courage to say, ‘Your bomor. the English lord "cantily â€"â€" +4 4 34 »7" r “. 3 ‘1*‘.0‘5.‘&:«-.«"- A wuth ‘about my neck â€" *Durt. dear Dart. do.] down iBy not forget that beâ€"is our guest.. she | sighing . "He will not always be. " 1 answered As the date which Sir Willis Howard set for bis departare drew near 1.no ticed adecided chapge in both Muriop‘s manper and bisown As hegrew waral er. she became cooler ‘This tonched him more deeply than he would huve us see Hé was to start for Biatonburg very early in the morning On li'l'““‘: evening Mistres= Castletree would come down from her room. § â€" At 4 o clock bis horse was at the door and the whule bousshold. even the Eng i stood, as best I could for my weakness, and looked out. liwh maid, were there to bid him "god speed ‘ | think wmy poor mother did this with pleasure. and was much swecter to him during the last ten socâ€" onds of his visit than ever before. â€" ""I will see you to the roud. sit," l said in his ear, and went down the ay enue at his stirrup â€" 1 carried a sword ander my atmâ€"not my favorite rapier, but a heavier weap on with an ingenions notch on the guard ngainst the flat of the blade. He talked to me with feigned light ness as we went down between the beeches . 1 wanted to go slowly _1 counted every step. for I was vot sure of returningâ€"that is without the as eistance of pallbearers â€" The score my sword blade must wipe out was a long one, and yet. as I put my band on the fellow‘s bridle when we renched the bighway, 1 wondered if she were worth it all Webad both seen the kind lights in her eyes and had both watched thein fading to indifferencé, as thongh covâ€" ered by the ashes of some memory But this did not soften me one jot "I would bave you dismornt. sit," 1 eaid quietly, "and give mo some scrt of satisfaction for the insults 1 have reâ€" ceived from you in my father‘s house.‘ â€" ""What nonsease is this?" be cried. sparling down at me. _ For answer 1 struck him snartly on the face with my bare hand. "A peasant‘s insult, by heaven!‘ He ripped out his long German aword and charged me. 1 leaped aside He whistled bis blade up for a cut |It enapped mine, and 1 felt it jar against the guard. just where the smith bhad made the deep notch _ With a sudden fierce twist [ broke the Damascus short off, and before he had renlized defeat be was flrt on his back. unborsed and unarmed "Give me the hilt," 1 demanded, and he sullenly banded it over. "Now get into your saddle!" 1 cried He mounted silently "By the way, baby face, here are some of your rhymes, which Mistress Castletree once gave me." And, flipping a bit of paper in my face, he spurred away. . I lifted the paper. It was the copy of Hatry‘s verses which had caused such a confusion of blusbes that day on the gouth terrace So she bad given it to himâ€"to the fool Englishman! No doubt they had laughed and snickered over it and he had made one of his favorite reâ€" marks about the position of the eadet My pride was cut to the quick 1 did bot think of my horrt 1 wandored away throngh the white mist that lay on the ficlds, cursing my self for not killing him when 1 had the chance. But why blame and eurso at the man altogether?t Like a wonnded wolf, my anger turned on the ma:nory of Mnrion _ The fire of love and respect which I bad kept so high on the hearth of my beart in spite of all she bad done pow blew awayâ€"a handfal of gray ashes. But it left the mark whore it bhad burned 1 walked with bent head across the wet grassâ€"imy sword nuder my arin the paper erushed in my fiogers Orly a faint gray line along the eastern hilis showed where the morning was lyina behind the world when 1 turned back toward the bouse l inet flarry at the avenne s â€" ‘‘Bidding Sir Willis godspeed said. _ â€" ‘"What in beaven‘s name have you been doing t‘ he gasped a â€" 1 shook my hbead _ ‘"No:. I let kim go on his way, which is atraight to the devil." 1 anawered. _/ *) _ He tonched my shonlder ‘‘Have you killed bim, Dart ?" he asked We went ap to the open door, nnd BHarry reassured ‘the fawily with a eniile Then they woent back to their sleep. and 1 poured mysolf a gliss of brandy and asked Harry to lend me some money "What would you bave of me? "How much will yon have, denr boy ? 1 can give you soything ander 200 crowna," he said 1 sipped the liqnor slowly, staring enrefully around the old room _ 1 vas wondering if it would be very bard to live away from these familiar things With a start I came back to my broth er‘s qnestion _ â€" ‘‘Ten crowms will be enough." I an awered. s â€" aswered _ & Prejudiced Agninst the Plano, He went ont and retarned almost im | "I never lhn?t the time wt mediatély with a lenther bag of gold. _ | ever come when‘1 should be deligh *3 ** he Ancient Egyptians Believed In Conâ€" ‘ stant Heminders of Death, | To the Egyptian death was but the beginning of a career of adventures and experiences compared with which the most vivid emotions of this life were tame. He lived with the fear of death before his eyes. (Everything around bim reminded bim of that dreadful initiation into the mysteries of the tremendous after life for which his> present existence was but a preparation. His cemeteries were not hidden away in remote suburbs; his dead were not covered with mere grassy mounds or a slab of stone. The whole land was his graveyard; its whole art was of the mortuary. "Are there no graves in Egypt that thou has brought us into the wilderness to die?" asked the lsraelites in derision, and we may believe that Moses wiueâ€" ed at the sarcasm. Egypt is the land of graves, and the whole energy of the people, that could be spared from keeping life together, was devoted to death. The mightiest tombs in the worldâ€"the pyramidsâ€" were raised upon the deaths of multiâ€" tudes of tolling slaves. The bills were honeycombed passages and galleries, chambers, pits, all painfully excavated in bonor of the iMustrious dead, and sculptured and painted with elaborate skill to make them ft babitations for hig ghost. Wherever hbe looked the Egyptian gheld preparations for the great turnâ€" In t of existence. The mason was squaring bloeks for the tomb chamber; the potter molded images of the gods, or bow!s and jars, to be â€" placed in the grave for the protection or refresment of the Ka, exbaustéd with the ordeals of the under world; the sculptor and painter were at work upon the walls of the funeral chamâ€" ber, ilustrating the scenes through which the ghost was to pnass, or deâ€" picting the industrious life of the deâ€" â€"parted. The very temples which cluster along the levels beside the Nile were, in a sense, but vestibules to the tombs in the hills behind. The sacred lake, now the weedy, picturesque bauot of waterâ€" fowl, was then the scene of solemn ferryings of the dead. The temple walls were covered with the terrors of the judgment to come. The houses of the living, Indeed, wereâ€"built of perâ€" ishing mud, but the homes of the dead and the shrines where supplication was made to the gods who ruled their fate were made to last forever. On these all the strength, the science and the artistic skill of the ancient Egypâ€" tians were cheerfully lavished.â€"Satâ€" urday Review. * One of Iis Accomplishments the Ability to Cut Off the Right Welght. It is his business, of course, and he becomes expert at it, as any man might in any work, but the customer who pays any atteation to it at all is sure to be interested nevertheless In the neeuracy with which the butcher euts off just the required amount of moat. Whether it is two pounds of sterk. or four pounds of chops, or six pounds of corned beof. it‘s all the same to bim. â€" ie cuts without long dwelling upon where to set the knifes. He slcos away sort of casuallike and plics the saw and lays the meat on the scales, and it does not weigh more tran a qvarter or a balf pound from the weight required on even the beaviest picces, and on the lighter ploces he comes within an ounce or \two or hits it right on the nail. % man, for instance, goes into & brtcher shop and asks for three and a half or four pounds of, say, corned becf. The butcher gets a big plece out of the pickle, lays it on a block and picks up a knife, and, without the slightest besitation, with one strong. smooth sweep cuts off a piece, which be lays on the scales. It weighs three pounds and | threeâ€"quariers. It is in weight exactly inidway between the limits set. 5 The expert butchor gets his abijlity to do this, naturally enough, from good Judgment, to start with, backed up by long experience, but when he euts things as close as this even the eustomer familiar with his skill looks upon bim as a wizard.â€"New York THE LAND OUF GRAVES. Sun. Too Hot to Extinguish. A well known Mississippl farmer will have cause to remember his recent visit to Memphis. He stopped in a well known cafe, and among other things ordered a sirloin steak. A bottle of taâ€" basco sauce was on the table, and misâ€" taking it for catchup he spread it quite lavishly on the steak and scttled down to enjoy the meal. He @t off a l{lr;.. plece, but no sooner bad it struck hb mouth than be began to feel like his tougue was on fire. He twisted and turned, and soon had the eyes of every one in the dining ball fastened on him. The more he twisted and screwed his face the hotter the steak in his mouth got. He didn‘t know what was the matter. He could stand it no longer and reaching up his hand he jerked out the burning bite, threw it on the floor and in a very dramatic way exclaimed, "Now, hang you, blaze!"â€"Memphis Scimitar. Cold Water as a Stimalant. According to a high anthority, cold water is n valuable stimulant to many If not nil people. Its action on the heart is more stimulating than brandy. Hlis own experience is that sipping baif a wine glass of cold water will raise his pulse from 76 to over 100. THE EXPERT BUTCHER. (To be Vuotinued.) mmâ€"mfiu 8 Was a Great Success and a Prime Favorite With Royalty, in St. Nicholas Mary Sbears Roberts récounts the successes of the famous dwarf Tom Thomb. There bave been smaller dwarfs, but noune brighter or wore intelligent than our tiny: Yankee, who was never more than, three feet :all. He was bore in Bridgeport, Conh., .m 1832 or thereabouts, of "poor but honest parents." His real name was Charles 8. Stratton, and although his relatives always called him Charley be was known to the world at large as the one and ouly "General Tow Thumb." Under the mandgement of Mr. P. T. Earpum our small bero traveled all over and all arouud the earth, making two colossal fortunes, one for himself and oue for his maunager. On Jan. 18, 1844, he set sail for Europe to try his fascinations on kings and queens and princes. In those days a voyage across the Atlantic was a much twore important event than it is now, and you may rest assured that Mr. Barnum made great capital of this 19 days‘ journey. The party cousisted of the manager, the "General," his parents, bis tutor and a French naturalist, and a brass band escorted them to Sandy Hook. This fact was duly beralded in the London newspapers, to which was addâ€" ed the statement that "on leaving New York the dwarf was escorted to the packet by no less than 10,000 persons." Soon after arriving in London Mr. Daroum and his cbarge called at the office of The lllustrated London News. The first portrait of Tom Thumb taken in England appears in that journal, lated Feb. 24, 1844. There are two cuts. In the first be is seen standing on a chair by a table, which serves to emphasize bis diminutive size. The second picture is very good and is call ed "The American Dwarf at the Prinâ€" cess Theater." He is represented as being on the stage before the footlights parodying the walk and mangers of Napoleon. Tom Thumb‘s performances at the Princess theater made such a "hit" that Mr. Barnum nest engaged Egyptian | ball, Piccadilly, whither thronged many visitors of rank and fashion. The American minister, the Hon. Edâ€" ward Everett, was very kind to his countrymen, and it was at his house that Mr. Baroum met a certain Mr. Murray, master of the queen‘s houseâ€" bold. On the day following one of the Queen‘s Life guards appeared before Mr. Baroum with a note containing an invitation from the queen to General ‘Tom Thumb and his guardian, Mr. Barpum, to appear at Buckingbham palace on a specified evening. In retiring from the royal presence Mr. Baruum attempted to follow the example set by the lord in waiting by backing out. The gallery was of great length, and the gentlemen with long strides made rapid progress, but Tom ‘Thumb‘s short legs left bim far behind â€"oar before. Secing that he was losing . ground, be‘turned and ran a few steps, then resumed the process of "backing." Again losing ground. he repeated the performance, to the great amusement of the royal spectators. The queen soon sent another summons, and the "General," with his guardian, made a sccond visit to the palace, being reâ€" ceived in the yellow drawing room. A third visit was soon paid to Bucking ham palace, and this time the queen‘s uncle, Leopold, king of the Belgians was present and was greatly amused. nsking many questions, and Queen Victoria, desiring the "Goncral" to sing. inquired what song he preferred. "Yankee Doodle," was the prompt re: ply.~ All present laughed beartily, and ber majesty said: "That is a very pretâ€" ty song, ‘General‘ Sing it, if you please." And he did. The British public was now fairly exâ€" efted. From March 20 to July 20 the levees of the little "General" at Egypâ€" tian hall were continually crowded. > Omne afternoon, attired in a court dress, consisting of a bandsomely emâ€" broidered velvet voat, short breeches, white satin vest, white silk stockings, pumps, wig. cocked bat and dress sword, be went to Marlborough House, the residence of Queen Adelaide, wid ow of William 1V. "Why, ‘General‘" said the queen dowager, "I think you look very smart today." "I guess 1 do,." he answered contentedly. Before he left the queen took him up on her lap. saying: "I see you bave no watch. Will you permit me to give you one?" . "I should like it very much," was the answer. And a few weeks after be was again invited to Marlborough House, where many children of the nobility were present, and Queen Adelaide gave bim a beauâ€" tiful but tiny watch and chain. IIe received many other presents from various people, and these were all placed under a glass case and exâ€" hibited at the receptions. The Duke of Wellington frequently looked in upâ€" on the little man, and on one occasion, when the small "General," with folded arms and knitted brow, was strutting up and down, Imitating Napoleon, the big general, Wellington, Inughingly inâ€" quired, "Of what are you thinking. my little man?" "I am thinking, sir, .ol;ll&b-mo of Waterloo," was the prompt reply, the little features never losing their serious expression. Making Distinetions. "Do you know much about music?t" "Not a great deal," answered Mr. Rufsbod. "But I‘ve managed to figure out that If you bear anything in a theater at the cost of $5 per seat It‘s art, and if somebody sings the same thing in an adjacent fat, or bammers it out on a plano, it‘s an infernal racket. I‘pa getting on."â€"Washington Star. Getting Acguainted. A Ravenswood man tells this story about a friend of his whose business takes him away from home frequently: _ For the last month or so be has had a respite, and his neighbors have noâ€" ticed the unusual length of his visit to his own ‘bouse. One of them asked him recently if he had got pretty well a~quainted with the members of his faially. 499 ‘They also relieve Distress from Dyspepeia, Indigestion and Too Hearty Eating. _A per» fect remedy for Dissiness, Neusea, Drowal ness, Bad Tastein the Mouth, Coated Tongu$ Pain in the Side, TORPID LIVER. . They Regulate the Bowels, Purcly Vogetable. â€" Substitution the fraud of the day. See you get Carter‘s, Ask for Carter‘s, Insist and demand lluminion. flife Aésnrance The Dominion Life has had a good year in 1\#8 CoMPANY. s Head Office + Waterico Ont + in Amount Assured . / Cash Premium Income In Interest Receipts . > In Assets . â€" â€" â€" In Assets . â€" . â€" * > â€" 1164 Burplus over all Liabititics â€" 4274 * I _ safe, sound, economically manageo and equitable in all its plans. Its interest receipts have more than paid its death losses since the buginning. Nocompany any where,has hao a lower death rate or does better for its Foac holders than the Domimon Life. mepw a: branches for Abstainers ano /W omen James InNaxs, exâ€"M. P., . cBe. Kuaaer. hasy. President. Viceâ€"Presigent. Tros. HILLARD. Managing Director Total Aassets sist Deé.em or sy $334.08. WAIERLUu ab_. Eeoâ€"omical Mutual Fir: Ins Co. Total Net Assets + â€" â€" $280.171 Amount at Risk . â€" > $13,084 410 Jor® FENNELL â€" â€" â€" P Grore® Laxe â€" â€" 0 â€" _ â€" V Huco Kraxz â€" â€" 0 â€" 0 â€" M BOARD OF DIRECTORS. John Femmell:{{:s.sscrrersivresies29+. W. H. Bowiby, Q. C.................... Ir., BNYOGE... ... .. ccl.irrecs crcec se 9e c H. Knell. ... :2200 20061( ravursrvanveys L. L Janzen.......... u. J. Breithaupt..... . P. 8. Lautenschlager D. JAOObDL....c«.c+.+« Hon. S. Merner........ Faank Turner, C. E Geo. Pattinson...... .. Tos. R.Raagram M.P. Positively cured by these Head Office, Hamilton, Ont. BANK OF HAMILTON Capital (all paid up) â€" â€" $1.500,000 Roserve Fund, â€" â€" â€" â€" $1,000,000 Total Assets, â€" â€" â€" _ â€" $13,000,000 JonN STUART....c........... . . President A. G. Rawsay........ ..... Vice President Gzo. Roac®, Joun Proctor, A, T. Woop. A. B. Leg, (Toronto), Wat. GtBSoN, M. P. J. TVRNBULL................. .. . .Cashier H. S. Steven............ Assistant Cashier H. M. WaTson. .......... ...‘.. Inspector & A general hanking business transacted. Farmers notes discounted and special attenâ€" tion given to the collection of Commercial paper and Farmers‘ Sale Notes. Drafts is sued payable at all pfinflfil‘pvinu in Canada and &: United States. fis on Great Briâ€" FIKRE INSUnADUE G a m...d the Continent of Europe bought and SAVINGS DEPARTMENT Deposits of $1 and upwards received and interest allowed. Interest added to principal in May and November every year. % M_ po _&?-.,.Adk ” we o | Geo. Randall, Keq.. Water 00. John Shuh, Esq., t B. Snyder, Keq., William Snider, Keq., Geo. Diebel, Esq., J. L. Wideman, Esq., St. Jacobs. John Allchin, E«q., New Hamburg. Allan Bowman, Eeq., Preston. P. K. Shantz, Preston, Thomas Gowdy, Keq., Guelph. James Livingstone, Esq., M. 1., Baden. Thomas Cowan, Req., Gait. OFFICERS : George Randall, President. John Shuh, Viceâ€"Presiaent. Frauk Haight, Manager. John Killer, Inspector. C W. A. Raymo, Inspector. Mc«srs. Bowiby & Clement, Solicitors, Berâ€" lin. BUCKBERROUTGH & Co Y INCURPUBAbb i _ adobs Mutual and Cash Systems Berlin Branch.â€" BOARD OF DIRECTORS OoF BERLIN. It Has Gaineo. Little Liver Pills. DIRECTORS. â€" _ â€" _ â€" _ â€" Viceâ€"Pres 0 â€" _ â€" _ â€" _ Managen Â¥ouus New Hamburg Agents. Watarinn Berlin. i8 ifi