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"Go home," said Lady May, "and be generous with him. Speak to him as ene noble soul speak to another, ‘Tell him that you bave heard the whole story, and that while you blame him for the concealment, you pity him for his suffeiings; add to that, that you attempt to dictate his movements, but that you yourself return to France toâ€" monrow." Daisy looked half suspicions ly at her. ‘Nay, dear," said Lady May, "trust me in all or none. I am advising you to do what, were I in your place, I should do myseif. I understard him so wellâ€"attempt to dictate to him, and he will not like it; submit, and he will do, in the end, what you wish." "If you do as I advise you, Daisy," she said, "and return to France, first generously trusting your future in his hands, be will follow you in lese tham a week; if you repronch him, taunt him, watch him, I do not think that any of us will ever see him again." ; ‘D:' will do just what you tell me," sifd isy, â€"humbly. + ~‘*When you return to the room to him," said Lady May, "go to him; put your arm round his neck; comfort him." "You seem to know him well,". said Daisy, half bitterly; but Lady May would not notice the bitterness, > Her voice faltered, and, for the first time, Daisy saw tears in her eyes, Sudâ€" denly the young wife rememberedâ€" that she was not alone in her grief. What amust not this lovely Lady May have sufferedâ€"she‘ who had loved him o well? She took the white, j@weled hand in her own, "I am very sorry that 4t has hapâ€" pened," she said; "sorry for it all." "He will sufer vyery much, Daisy; you must be paticant with him," she reâ€" plied. "Do not grow weary when you see him sad and sorrowful." Daisy looked up at her quick!s. "Are you sending me back to France." ghe asked, "becanse you . want to see him aeain?â€"because you want to talk to him ?" £ ."If you think that," said Lady May,. quickly, "do not go; I have but ene code of honor; it dues not include false speaking." after all T have endured, that I should be" susjicious even of an ansgel," "You shall not be suspicious of me," enid Lady May, with a faint, sad smile. "I was jast going.to tell you that I shall send a message by yon to yonr husbandâ€"a â€" message of farewell; and that, after this, I shall never see him again." 4~s 2 ~â€" Daisy leoked up incredulonsly, "Nevet sce him sgain! I thought that you said you would be our friend?" ~â€" Daisy leoked up incredulously, f "Nevet sce him sgain! I thought that you said you would be our friend?" "Not now; if T had known at first of this martiage, it would have been dilâ€" ferent; now there is nothing for us but eternal separition." & UBut why*" asked Paisy; "I do no% understand." > Lady May smiled again. " "L. will tell you why, Doisy, Weâ€"are friendsâ€"I may trust yon. von will not betray me: T say that I shall part ctorn« ally from your husband, and that, after toâ€"day, I sha0h never see him agzain. Yon ask why, Daisg, and 1 toll sou frankly; 1 have Joved â€" your Imsbicoh omore cor less, all â€"my life â€"that is. sinee T was old enonuzh fo Jove. T hove given him the whole of my fife, ard new that I am to be parted from him . if 1 ano to lose him, as 1 ninst do for my own â€" the, I would raiher never see L m again. I shall send dim achute rote_ by you. Daisy; you shall read i‘t; and after that we shall live as sttangers." "The whole of the dbunien falls on you, then." said Daisy, with bitter teire. "Net the â€"whole of it, Daisy; your husband woll suffer, so will you‘r Jt it will pass in timeâ€"the Litle one will e‘p you io love euch other, aud as time passes\ you . will grow happier. Daisy," she â€" continned eamestiy, "Yry to rmouse your hnsbandâ€"do not let him sink into enervation and despair;. ronse him. ind bid him workâ€"bid him live for others now. _ You will be kind and generous, watient and fothearing. with him." "Kt is a greut pity." said Daiss, with simpe earnestness, "Tthat ‘he did not marry yon; you would have made hm & better wife than I do." 4 "Nay: you love him, Daisy, is a. wonderful teaches," Then Lady May took np a paper, and wrote on it: "Dear Sir (Â¥nton:â€"1 hive) eonversstion awith Dai«y. your we bave explained to each of things . whieh pmzstedors both. Clinton, this is my farewel t o all that is passed I taks up ai4 blame. } Yon comm tied ene / of concealment; 1. many oi will bury,that vasi. sud for Mooney‘s Perfeclionâ€" Cream Sodas We bridge distance with our moistureâ€"procf, dustâ€"proof packages. Haliâ€" fax and Vancouver are brought to the ovens doors. Farms and stmall towns are put on the same plane with the big cities wre packed in 1 & 3 o. airtight packages, fresh, crisp, deliciousâ€" and reach you in the same con» didien no mater where you live. 6 AT ALL GROCtRA® 4 BY BERTHA M. CLAY. Author of "Which Loved Him Best," "The Wedding Ring,"" "On Her Wedding Morn," Eic., Eic From the Ovens to You een I wo Loves en will T part c 1 that, : i azain. * *# *# * * * # # ziven him sw othat I C L am. to in stke, i nzain. I by you. after that 1 rdâ€"aâ€"tome wife, sutd are â€" not teru« after m we We "lRedeem the years gone by, atone to your wife for hor sufferingâ€"l ve her and love your child; live in the consola« tion of knowing that you are do‘ng your one wno nas been your true and loyal friend for many years may. offer ndv‘g it would be th s: duty. Jt willâ€"b favor â€" to / meâ€"make . your marruage known, you can advertise it in the papors without any date, but do not conceal M the idot she had long worshipped, was, after all, only of clay; not one wordâ€" there wasa generous forbearance, a noble forgetfulness of self that smote tim, when he read it, dumb, 4 EPP W on d m Daisy read it slowly and carefulls, then looked at her rival, whose fast palâ€" ing face showed that her strength and courage would not hold out much longor, w20 TWR TV Onnnt OPmg C CT CY She gave the little note to Lady Adal~. _ "IRead it, Daisy," she said, "and when you join your busband, give it him." 4 C _ PVCSEACARRRT mR o metagy . "Yuuv ur;wn‘noble fi'&nmni, Lady May." she said; "the world has not spoilel you. No wonder that my husband loves you. "!'::-nl,v May placed her white band the trembling lips. tss "Not another word," she said, "abort your husband loving me; he will love you for the future, and no one else. Go to him now, dear; give him 4hat note, with my dear love, and farewell." She paused ‘one â€"moment, thenâ€" took Khe pa used ‘one â€"moment, thenâ€" took Daisy‘s hand in hers; there was a light, half divine, on her face as she spoke. "Goodâ€"by, Daisy, may God bless you; the greatest happiness that life will hold fer me now will be to hear that you are well and happy. Goodâ€"by." . Daisy watched the tall, stately figure disappear, and the tears blinded ho eyes as she looked, . She half repented what she bad done; yet it must have been done sooner or later; there must either have been a crime or a disclesure, Still she. folt that it was bard for Lady May. _ She had. done no wrong; the one sin of coquetry was nut so greatâ€"she, who had been flattered and feted all ber life. She had thouzht no evil; and the love of her life had been. Javished on a man who. was unworthy of itâ€"â€" quite unworthy. Daisy no jonger felt angry with Lady May, . She was the injured, not the injurer. . She felt only profound pity for herâ€"the â€" beantiful woman cwhose life was wrecked and ruined. _ She looked at the" paper she held in her hands. *"I know how this story ought to end," she said, "I ought to die; my little child and I should die; then he: could marry Lady May, and they could live happily together ever after; the only thing is that stories never end as they sheuld. do." ‘Then, paper in hand, she returned to the pretty morningâ€"roomy where | they bad left Sir Clinton â€" to his miserable reflections. _ She cpened the door imiseâ€" lessly, and Tooked at him. He sat jnst where they left him, his face covered with is hands; and again,,. as Daisy looked at him, she felt like one smitten with <death. the strange, gray jallor eame over. her face. the strange. chill ran throuch her | Jimbsâ€"that â€" terrible tremble which people siy is caused by a person walking over what is to be your grave, Then she went up to him, and laid her hand on his shoulder. e uncovered his face. Dear Heaven, how hacgarnd and . worn it waqsâ€"how white, with wild, vacant eyes! It was the face of a man who bad been almost driven mad with pain: It seemed to change whon he saw that it was Daisy. Prhaps he had expected to see Lady Mav. "Caro," she suid, quictly, "wilt you not speak to me?" "Dnisy, is it you?" he said. "My vyes are dim, You are come to upbraid mo. Say what you will." But Daisy had learnedâ€"a Jesson from the swectost of women, from the kinest of heartsâ€"thore was no upbraiding. no reproach. She knelt down by his side, just ns her rival had done long azo, and . throw her arms round him. Te looked sarprised. â€" Sir Clinton knew that wonien of Daisy‘s class, as a rule, are apt to be shrill in their upbraiding, and not very choice in their angor. He was startled. Daisy laid mer fair head on h‘s shoulder. "Why should 1 upbraid you, Caro? I am so sorry for you, dear. that, if piving my life wonuld help you. I would cheerfally day it â€"down. J have no wpbraidings, no reproaches to make to you." "I â€"deserve them, Daisy." said her hnsband, llis:\/l;lfl]cll__lw moekness; "I deserve them all, but I could not tell hor, Daisy. I knew that T was a coward. a traitor, nnworthy the name of gentloman, but 1 could not do it, Daisy; my miscrable ~tongue used to cleave to the roof of my mouth, my miscrable hoart failed me time after time, _1 could not tell her, she was so happy in hor innocent jov. so pleased cleave to the roof of my mouth, my miscrable hoart failed me time after time, _1 could not tell her, she was so happy in hor innocent joy, so pleased to see me. so delishtedâ€"ah, Daisy, I conld not tell her; it wonld have seemâ€" od casior for me to have taken a hot fron and seared her beautiful face. I loved her so dearly, Daisyâ€"I loved het #erry; it is all very sad." Her pationce . scomed . insensibly to cheer and eneontaze him. "I never infemiod to do wrons." he eabl: "T had no such thought. 1 never intended to conceal my marriage; . snch an idora never cctnrred to me when I came to England, You believe me, Ca m Doi« "Yos, I beliove yon, Caro; do not die tro«s yoursolt by tolling me anything about it. 1 am satisfied you meant no wrong." s Iut there seemed to him a That was omised to Fhe laid HE HAS _ ALL YOUR LOY®."* CHAPTER LH. tor that we sho to Wear, but she had 1tont, to be cournes r hand gently on his. be eaid, "I am vyery byr. atone ar, that, . if on. I would Iâ€"Arive any to make to moment, I should have said, it is all too late, 1 am married, but 1 did not; and it has been a source of undying regret to me, After the first day had passed, I eould not; I was always deferripg the evil hourâ€"putting off the disclosnre,un‘il it grew too late, and then, Daisy, I eculd not do it at all." "I understand it, Caro," she said, He spoke ouite eagerly then. "let me do justice to myself; I have not spoken to her of love or of maztisge; our conversations, after that first one, have all been on indifferent subjects. ‘That does not ‘excuse me. I did not talk to her of love, but I looked it; I did not talk to her of marriage, but I mcznied her footstepsâ€"I was never one minute away from her that L could spend with her by any possib:lity. Tteore is no excuse for me; I am a coward, 4 traitor, I deserve the worst that can be said of me, I have no patience with myself; 1 loathe myself; but u_ was so hard, Daisy. Do not say that I am an unmanly man; do not say that I deserve contempt. You,~whoseâ€"lifeâ€"hasâ€"been â€"all . peaceful, all serene, you cannot tell what the terrible passions of a man‘s love is. I declare that I am a strong man. I would face a hundred foesâ€"L am not boasting, Daisy; I would leap into the midst of devouring flames to save a human life. I am strong im body, in beart, and in mind, but that love mastered me. _ Heaven help a strong man whose soul is the seat of such torments! Calm, sweet Daisy, you know nothing of this terrible fire; it is all strange, all novel to you; I know no fire more terrible; think what it was when it burned my honor and my conâ€" science away. It was more powerful than death; it chained me captive, it bcund me fast, hand and foot." "Caro," said honest Daisy, "do . you think, dear, it is quite right for you to tell meâ€"your wifeâ€"of your love for anathor waman?‘ Sir Clintn lJooked up in the greatest wonder. It was such a un.id_ntfo,rwnnl. sensible, honest question that he was slightly bewildered. "You know," continmed Daisy, "bhat I am very sorry indeed for youâ€"that I feel all your pain and your sorrow aS keenly as you feel it yourself; bnt' I am your wife, Caro, and every word I hear of the love that you have given to anâ€" other woman is a sharp sword in my heart." Treviyn ~was about to become Duchess of Rosecarn. It was over the Duke of Rosecam that we quarreled, so that I felt sure it was true. I read the words, and they slew me as I read." ‘ ~ EHOTC. d "Yoes; you must say more. I like you to toll me all your troubles, but I do not like to know that you have no love for me, Caro, I know your story now; it is a vory sad one; but there is one thing in it I doâ€"not understand. Why, when all your heart belonged to Lady May, why did you marry me?" 3 it is a vory sad one; but there is one ' $ mn,'t.,,‘ you see, Caro," she continueâ€"1, thing in it I doâ€"not understand. Why, finding that ber words began to impress when all your heart belonged to Lady | him, "I am not the only one who d« May, why did you marry me?" ‘punds upon you; have you quite for "I thought she was married. YÂ¥OU ‘ gotten our baby boy? I told you he remember that once your mother brougbt . nas your eyes, and," added Daisy, with me papers from the market town? ON€, ; unconscious flattery, "they . are very of those papers told that Lady MaY | beautiful cyes, too. He has a mouth thatâ€"if you knew that you could never hbe happy again, why did you marry me? ‘That is the only part of your story I do not understard. Al would have been well had you not married me, Why did you do it?" " ought to have told her the first He looked into the sweet, sad face. What there was of manhood and chivâ€" alry in him rose up to shield her; he would never own that he had overheand her; he would never confess he truth; she must judge him as she would. â€" "Was it to revenge yourself on Lady May*" she askedâ€""to prove your entire indifference to her? Did you sacrifice me so lightly, Caro?" "No, it was not for that. I did lMke you, Daisy, very much. I had a kindly, warm, true affection for you, and I thought that I was stronger; I did not know that my love was so entirely master of me. . You wonder why I kept my name a secret from you. It was not from any wish to deceive you; it was because you once, when I was ill, asked my name, and I told. you Sir Clinton. You did not understand me, and called me Mr. Clifton, Daisy, I liked it well, because it seemed to cut me off from a past that was terrible to me. I said to myself that I would drop my titleâ€"tha 1 would be Mr. Clifâ€" onâ€"hat I would go away from England, and live a new life in which no one thing should remind me of the past. Then, Daisy, Iâ€"I wanted you as the companion of my flight; I asked you to marry me; I thought we should live abroad, and in time grow happy." "‘Then you did care for me just a litte, Caro?" she said. "You must have done so, or you would not have said that you wanted me to go with youâ€" you must have liked. me." f Her sweet, sad face brightened at the words. "Pardon ‘me, Datsy; I â€"He would not have saddoned her again for the whole wide world. "Most certainly 1 liked you, Daisy. Theu we went abroad, you and I., You aw how I tried to forget the past, Daisy. I~â€"did, indecaâ€"L ~would read nothing, see nothing, hear nothing that ceuld remind me of homeâ€"â€"of England. I would read no papers; I wrote and received no letters, I meant to do my duty before God and man. I was an honest man then. A dreadful fevar seized me at lastâ€"the lestless longing to look on her faceâ€"the fever of love and of madness. 1 thought, all blind and mad as I wasâ€"I thought that it I conld look once more on her face, rest, and content, and peace would come to me. I swear to you that I meant no wrong, only rest and peaceâ€"L asked no more. One Jook at her would bring it. So I resolved to look at her, to cool the fever that ran hot in my brain. I did not mean to speak to her, but when the fover had left me, to return and live ‘ my life out with you." She ‘ropressed every feeling of anger and jealowsy; her voice was quite calm us she spoke. "Poor Caro! it was not wise to leave me, but you thought it all for the best," "Ah, Daisy, I had been mad before. 1 wont mad again. Far from covling the fever, that one glance at her added inct to the flame. You know the rest, I have no exense for it. She is the most decply injured, after all." "Iâ€" do not know," said Daisy, in that unutterably henest manter of hers, . "I think my .agony the . greatest. . Caro. True, T am Yb&t wife, but fhat M m #mail advantageâ€"she hasâ€"all your love. If we reckon injurics by the suffering they inflict, then I have been the most injurcd, Caro, because I loved you and you did not lore me. If you had but hbeon fronk with me when you asked me to marcy youâ€"if you had only told me that your heart was dead. your love was dead, and that in sceking me as yout wife you only sought a companion, it would have been better, Care." _ _ "Yos, 1 own it, Daisy," he replied. The young wife went on, with a courage that surprised herself: "You have great faults, Caro, When 1 married you, I thought you wore a , "if you knew I read of in books; I could not see aus faults in you at all; but now that I come to think over your character, I see zin ludg.l-lluun- should try to cure Bir Clinton was so entirely taken by surprise that he could not speak; be was literally bewildered; this honest, sepsible Daisy seemed to have ehul‘h:n with himâ€"the power and the ce seemed to have left him and gone to her: ~It his sorrow had been less, he would have smiled; as it was, he looked quietly at her. Bhe nodded her fair head gravely. "It is quite true," she said, "you are deficient in sound, clear judgment; you nre too impressionable; you are easily influenced, easily led; and you are not so frank and sincere as you should be." Sir Clinton could only open his eyes and wonder what the world was coming reproof, said to him: "I have something for you, Caro. Lady May sent it." She gave him the paper, and he rerd it through; his face could grow . no whiterâ€"the hand that held the lettor shook so that it fell to the ground. Daisy raised it. "It is a noble letter," she saidâ€"*noble as horself; sbe gave it to me to 13-!. Caro, before 1 bronght it. Fhe siys that you and she will never meet aga‘m." "I suppose not," said Sir Clinton, in a low voice; "it will be better so. 1 wish she would let me see her if only once again, to bid her good by." "If she is wisee she will not," said honest Daisy; "if you saw her ones, you would only want to see her again; there is no use in it." @ ' â€" "You are right, Daisy," he said; "after all, it is mo use." _ _ "You know, Caro," she continued, "the time has come now when we must Jook matters straight in the fuace, Unâ€" fortunately I am living and unfortunate« ly I am your wife.. If I could free you by laying down my life, you know that 1 would do s I cannot, therefore yos will have to bear with me. Â¥You must try to like me a little, though I am not to be compared to Lady May; but I love you very «parly, in spite of all that has past and gone; more dearly than you can imagine, quite as well a« you love Lady May. I will le very gentle, very submissive, but," she adâ€" ded, with naive fearlessness "I think that I shall speak my mind a little more plainly than I have done." A just like yours, too; I used to kiss it a thousand times and try to think that it was yours." : Slie pfused‘ shidomy, nna‘aer face grew burning red; he could not resist the impulse that led him to lay his hand caressingly on ber head. She loved him so well, this fairâ€"haired, sweetâ€"faced wife. "You ought to love your own boy, Caro; he will be master of Eastwold some day, and who is to teach him t take his place in the world, it you do not?. What am I to say to him in the years to come if he asks me, ‘Where is my fathe@? Can I say, ‘we parted heâ€" cause your father loved some one else, CHAPTER LIH. BETWEEN TWO LOYES. Then Daisy. thinking that she had and not me? You would not so humiâ€" linte me before my own ‘child." "No, I would not," said Sir Clinton. Then Daisy rose from her seat. "We have almost taken possession of Lady May‘s house," she said, still keepâ€" ing back the passionate emotion that nt â€" times â€" almost . overpowered _ her, "Caro," she said, gently, "I have not explained my presence here; will you not own that it is better I came?" "Far better," he replied, slowly. "I came because I did not feel satis fied; I felt quite sure that there was a mystery in your life, and that T ought to know it; I knew that you would rever tell me; the only thing was to find it ong for myself. . I _ left baby with my mother, and came here. Now I will m# intrude on you longer; remember whai I say to you; if you can endure meâ€"1 w!ll say more than thatâ€"if you will permit me, I will be your loving, true wife; whonever you want me and my baby, you have but to speak the ward; you have but to come to us, or send for us, and we will came that moment. Now I will say goodâ€"by." He looked up quickly; already, . in that one short interview. his estimite of Daisy had greatly altered; be bad lcoked upon her as having no particular character or mind. IIe saw that he was mistaken. She had some very decided charactoristics; she was frank, feasless, stmightforward, honest; be felt, in sowe vague way, that she was superior to â€""Are you going, Datsy?" he asked. "Yes," she replied. "I have been away Jong engngh." . _ _ _ _ _ She did not tell him how long. Da‘isy was growing worldly wise; for . her child‘s suake no one should know that she had acted as a servant in his fither‘s house, She determined upon keeping that little epsode in her life quite secret from every one, He never thought to ask how long it was since she «left Franceâ€"perhips he did not think of it _ "I shall go back to Seville," she conâ€" tinued, "and when you want me you will know where to find me, Goodâ€"by, She went back to him, always re membering â€" Lady â€" May‘s â€" adviceâ€"ah> went back, and bending down, kissed his fochead. . â€""Goodâ€"by, my deat huskisd," . she said; "there will be the warmest welâ€" come for you when you choose to come." He was too bewildered for speech; when he raised his eyes again she had quitted the room. He called "Daisy." but she did not hear him. She was gone, and between his two loves he was left alone. Nothing could possibly make his. position a dignified oneâ€"he knew that; therefore he thought the most sensible plan was to retreat. The house was all silent. He had heard the lond clang of the hall door and he knew that Daisy was gone. He would fain have asked for Lady May, but he dare not. He tried to distinguish the sounds in the house; he conld not hear her light footstep«, or the rustle of her ailken dressâ€"all was silent and lonely, This was what his sin had brought upon him, this was the wretched result of his folly awd his blind, mad passion. Re: tween two loves he had, as it were, lost both. Tlady May he would fever so againâ€"he knew how firmly she evcld keep hor wordâ€"never again! while Duiey, his wife, had suddenly assumed « superiority over him that surprised him more than he bad cared to own. vo TO BE CONTINUED. lo=t smm n appneenennngeenermmvmmemmrenne en m e 0000000000000 UWAW woo n;:i"r: % u must Ioot.‘nll a hr t‘l’o lc‘::dmu e0 | your liver and bowels. 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THE HOW AND _ _ ‘CITY OF BUFFALO As Fortunately there is evidence that there is a growing demand for literâ€" atureâ€"of a serious and substantial character, although this is not alâ€" ways apparent at first sight. The monthly reports of the local library show a very fair demand for works other than fiction, and the board seems to be doing what it can to enâ€" courage thie demand by purchasing. so far as its meapns will allow, the hest literature available. It was the intention some time ago to further encourage the reading of the best books by affording . the patrons of the library an opportunity for actual inspection; but the limita tions of space in the present building prevented the carrying out of a good intention. In the new Carnegie buildâ€" ing, however, if the present ideas are realized, provision will be made for the selection from the shelves, rathet {ban from the catalogues, of all books outside of the fiction list. Perhaps more stress is laid on â€"th( demand for what some people | call worthless fiction than is really warâ€" ranted by the facts. The great de mand, of course, is still for fiction; but all fiction is not worthless, any more than all history is rcliable. There is a constant stream of new works of general literature; there is a constant â€" reproduction of old standard works, indicating a stcady demand for such books, and the . exâ€" perience of those connected with the local library is that the taste of the reading public is, on the whole, @ fairly healthy one. _ Nevertheless the policy of the new inspector of _ inâ€" sisting on the proper classification of books will, if carried out in _ a broad and reasonable spirit, make for improvement. (Springfield, Mass., Republican.) Ot one thing we may be sure, which is that the world has not the same China to deal with that it had six‘ years ago. Cnina, wonderful to relate has changed and is changing now with rapidity. it is much to be doubted that another military expediâ€" tion to Pekin, similar to that of 1900 could now be safcly undertaken, And, certainly, were the new army to be used against an international . force such an undertaking as the Pekin exâ€" pedition of 1900 would be madness. An invading force enormously larger than the allied contingents of that year would now be necessary. This beliet is based on trustworthy _ re ports concerning the size and characâ€" ter of the reorganized Chinese army, whose manocuvers late in the autumn were critically watched by expert foreign observers. Hon, J. S. Hendrie has introduced a bill in the Legislature to provide pension funds for policemen. The bill provides that municipal councils shall be given authority‘ to set aside yearâ€" ly a certain amount of money fot a pension for policemen who have servâ€" ed at least 25 years. The amount of the pension is to be halt the regulat salary paid one year prior to the reâ€" tirement of the policeman., WHAT THE PEOPLE READ. PEX NOT THE CHINA OF OLD NSIONS FOR POLICEMEN. Mayor Adam is one of the few Demâ€" ocrats elected to the Buflalo Mayorâ€" alty since the time of Grover Cleve: land, but he dismisses that circumâ€" stance by saying: ‘‘The conduct of municipal affairs is a matter of busiâ€" ness, not politics.‘" He was elected on that slogan. Elected, all hands stood back and gave him a chance to make good. In company with Victor Speer, his secâ€" retary, a newspaper man whose caliâ€" ber he considered worth $3,000 s year out of his own pocket in addiâ€" tion to the regular $2,000 salary of the office, he visited important cities to check up his ideas. He began his term on January 1 by burling at sage, outlining reforms in studied deâ€" tail. Since then every day has produced some new move consistent with his anteâ€"election promises. . _ . He at once founa there had been a shortage of $9,000 in the police penâ€" sion fund. it has resulted in ‘ the forced resignation of (Gen. W. S. Bull from the police chieftancy. This shortage had accumulated in _ the course of eleven years, a law for weekly settliements having been igâ€" nored. It was made up on the eve of Adam‘s inauguration, He makes all city employes put in a full day‘s work. pcae R The influence of his election _ was such that in the first twentyâ€"seven days of his term thg collection of license fees was $2,312, as against $1,006, for the sirst twentyâ€"seven days of last year. 3 He carries out his idea that muniâ€" cipal government is akin to a great business establishment by advertising for what he wants. to all who desire it. A resolution in the Assembly has been offered for investigation of the State Tax Commissioners, Mayor Adam having charged that the $14,â€" 000,000 total valuation of franchises in Buflalo. is a farce. ~He has secured longâ€"deferred action toward a union station by getting reâ€" presentatives of filteen railroads to These things may indicate what manner of man Mayor Adam is: Although one of the largest milâ€" lionaires of Buffalo, he has no interâ€" est in corporations. a _ He believes fiin_ munmicipal ownership. He says Buflalo is about ripe for it. pmemmpnsmmmnpmmmmnpemmngarmmmnresneemarenmenntenmnnemennieees. munmnpeuusmmmentemmnma*«««««~~~â€"â€"~ | w@ATERLOQ! on‘T HONEST HARNESS AT ou must well after the HONEST PRIO# of your liver and boweis. Uniess there lendid w is daily action of the bowels, poisonous :.l.\.v;'ll:m ..'::,:::. of , products are absorbed, causing hesd» § | pergronehundrediver cont He named his opponent for the Mayoralty on his new charter comâ€" mission. He put the Postmaster on it, high in the ltepublican organizaâ€" tion. He put the head of the New York Supreme Court on it. . He put a union labor man on it, These and eleven others are going to help him give Buflalo what ‘he wants to be ‘‘the best form of government under the best charter known." a _Man of sound ‘health, large, ableâ€" bodied frame. hk s Quotes Browning at the drop of a bat. For instance, it was mentioned to hbim that a friend suggested him tor State leader in place of D. B. Hill. He blushed and said deprecatâ€" ingly: ‘"Pshaw, I‘m not a leader. I‘m trying to give Buflalo a business man‘s administration; not to be a leader. Then,â€" jocularly, _ ‘"Some might say as Browning does: â€"Is a iifi)}ough scholar and finds recreation in his library, _ 1 ‘Just for a Handful of silver The city allows $720 for the Mayor‘s stenographer. He sees that she gets $1,000, and pays the differâ€" * us, Just for a riband to stick in his coatâ€" Found the one gift of which fortune berelt us, ; Lost all the others she lets us deâ€" rote.‘" f â€" As Councilman he was able to force an agreement by the street railway to pay $40,000 to the city as rental for two miles of a route it wanted free. The remainder of the franchise question is pending. ~Works at his office from 8.30 a.m. to 6 p.m. and at home often to midâ€" night on public business, â€"Born in Scotland; his father . was a minister at Peebles. _ _ & _ Worked in an Edinburgh dry goods store at $1 a week for three years. . _ Has been in public life since 1897 only. _ Reâ€"appointed a Republican to the Board of School Examiners. All that Mayor Adam has done is intended to be onlya beginning.â€"This old man, who is grappling the muni« cipal problem with a mind trained tor decades in the perfect organizaâ€" tion of departmental stores, is pretty tree to inaugurate his reforms, HI’ c lt 4. h cce : Antntutit 9 Apin$ T44 course seems well shaped toward what his friends declare is his crowning ambitionâ€"â€"to apply business ideals to city government. HAS A CLEVER BUSINESS MAYOR Sideâ€"Lights on Adam. Hand Stcady on Helm he left C HT K k n iniient w eer o oray C Tartlnccts bollonorn, n Metaries Public, Con cBRIDE & FLINTOFT, M Mmlahm Notarign w 2{.&"-0« hlllm. Qfifi_‘ King and Foundry streeis, Berlin. _‘ _ _ _ 'l‘:l‘cy to Loas on lcn:in of Feal Esta K. P. CLEMENT, K C, E. W. CLEMENT MV abs ie x. in Hermcte Bes ces (ae » the diagnosis and treatment o suitble cases. Office Street. Opposite Waterice witle. Pbsos i4 &. C. T. NOECKNR, Medallist of oouri c Medaiiet Of if the late Dr, Walden‘s J &A ““‘u‘?)‘:?m L.D.8., Royai t W. R.Wilkinson, L. D. $., D.D. 8 he secoud Thursday and Thareday and Friduy of e 1 p.m. to Friday 1 p. i’."fifiofifi'&'fi"fi" â€"ainiees extraction of teoth. The Waterlo ofie willbe closed every Friday afternoon WELLA, L. D. 8. Waam, ue cih it taficoBiong hesecoud Thursday and Friday and four w _ Chicago College of Dental Surgeâ€"y and Rogal Coll go d:‘ m?n BILI':OIDI‘?;TLU?:' has opened m office al t# maun‘s store. «Doutict 4 pra t dod in mll fu ECKkEK . D. . D. uate & ECkKL L. D. 8. D. D. S. Graduate e _ Eye, Ear, Nose and Throst only. m hours‘ 930 till 12 am., 2 to 1 and i to 9 pims Uffice on Queen Stret, opposite the Opr DR. J. E. HETT, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, Qfl- W. T. EXPERIENCED VETERINARY J. H. !haol, graduate of the Ontarie Veterinary College, _ Office and ndm M“m'u"' fllculh lg day or nigne promptly attended to» 0. HUVGHES. Dentist Office in Oddfellow s Biook »@ice: Over Bank of Hzmilton,Berlin. V Painter and Paper Hanging, Wil un dertake contracts for painting and paver.hang {ug in Town and Country Firstâ€"olass wor STRATFORD, ONT. "This school has become the leadi Commercial School in the west, l"g similar instivution. is doing more to thoroughly equip young people for reâ€" teaching is d ne by experienced inâ€" structors, _ Al graduates get good positions _ You may enter at any time, Write for uu{o(-t. KLLIOTT & IOMOB’L"ANl NHRISTOPHER WOLF£L, J8 jy* "mlfi-‘-"’dm KOL ‘conses YMheeâ€"Post Office. Bt. Jaooba. On : * yTENTFAZz~ 4 AifI41»»1 43 Â¥"rf, *7 Specialty, Noge, Throat and Ear. M. READL B, A. fifl%. molietror, Notary C . oto. OAffice, 14 Queen EL, North roughly equip young people for reâ€" .mih'la Hu.vn’-. 7_60_1' courses are .'"""' Aved \igbt 44 I' ‘I' "l*"“‘ G l‘:;:m': h. ?Ifl_ne by experienced inâ€" Stre bel‘s HARNESS SHOP JOHN STREBEL MISCELLANEOUS Offic» Oven Daiy, MEDIOAL LEGAL DENTIST. 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