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Back to Life and Love ; OR, WAITING THROUGH WEARY YEARS. CHAPTKll IV. -(Cont'd) The next morning the artist came rarly, and Krat«d himnelf tipon a ri>i-k on the opposite side of the ruad, and just upon the banks of Ihc rivf r. He took out his drawing matcri- »U, arranged them, and began to ikctch the hut and the overhang- ing clifT. Marie had no chnnee of seeing roe, sir," she murmured at last. "iMarie, 1 would do anything in the world to help or please jou, ' ho earnestly rci)lied. She raised her radiant light blue eyes to his face in innocent won- der. "Tor I love you, Marie." he ad- ded, with a tone and look that filled her soul with terror and de- light. She dropped her eyes and trembled, while he went «n mur- him. She was busy washing out i niuring words of love to her willing linen in the shed at the baek of the hut, and hanging it to dry on the bushes at the base of the moun- tain. But the old woman saw him, and went out to "taekle" him. She stopped before him, and leaned heavily upon her stick, for she was very infirm with age, and even that short walk had tiled her. The artist arose, with the coiirt- eey that a gentleman shows even to the humblest of womankind, and lif- ted his hat. "I don't want none of that non- sense: but, first of all, I want to know your name," she said, jilant- ing her cane more firmly into the ground, and leaning more heavily upon it. ; "Talbot, madam, at your ser- vice," answered the artist, prompt- ly and bowing again. "None of your soft-soap, now '. I'd like to know what you came here a-drawing a picter off from my own house and home, without leave oi license!" "1 obtained permission from the young la.ly, madam." "A child as knows no better'n to give everything away, even down to the very picter of her own house and home, which her Boft-hcarted- iiesB will be the ruin on her yet I But what I mean to say is as you've -«ot me to deal with nowâ€" a 'oman with a head onto her shoulders, and if it so be you want to draw a pic- loi of my house, you'll have to pay me for it." "Willingly, madam. How much? inquired Mr. Talbot, taking out hit pocket-book. "f don't think as a dollar would be too much for the privilege, do you/" inquired the old woman, much softened by the sight of the pocket-book. The artist quietly put a five dol- lar note in her hand, saying: "I do not think that this will be toil much." "Five: you're a real nice young man, and not a bit of the fellow as 1 tci'k you for; and if you've a iriii.d to come in and rest any time, and get a i)late of bcriics, or a drink of water, you shall have it free and welcome:'' said (he de- lighted old woman, grinning and nodding as hIic turned and hobbled toward the house. "J haint got no grown-up gals, so it don't mutter if he do come," re- marked the old crculuie, who still looked on her grand-daughter, Ma- ne, as a child. Fortunately for Marie's jjcace of mind, she neither saw nor iicard anydiing of this transaction. Wa'-hing in the .shed, or hanging out her clothes on tli<! evcigrecn-s at the foot of the mountain behind the house, she had no opportunity of seeing or hearing any thing that went on in front of it. And, besides, she hoped liwit her granny had forgotten her threat against the artist's pockets, and she feared even to speak to her about it, lost she should recall it to her mind. The day passed; Marie finished her washing and ironing, and pack- ed her clothes into the basket, to take them back to the village hotel. The artist had not yet availed liimself of the granny's invitation to ear, .until they drew near the vil- lage. Then she awakened from her ha:p- py dream to think of his interests. "Vou must not take that into the village with me, sir, please," she said in a low, timid voice. "And why not?'' "Oh, because it is not, indeed, fitting for a gentleman to carry a clothes-basket through the public streets, you know." Mr. Talbot knew that perfectly well. "And with a pretty country girl walking by his side," he mentally added. "Please, put it down, sir. I can carry it very well the rest of the way," she pleaded, stopping short and timidly raising lu r tys to his face. He set the basket on the ground, and looking tenderly upon her slight form, he murmured: "My darling, how- gladly I would carry this for you as far as it has to go. But ah! my child, if 1 were to do so, I should injure you." Mario was too ignorant to under- stand how it could iiossible hurt her. But .she knew that the action would not be 'fitting" to him, so she Could only smile in her igniirant trust and take up her burden. "Will you be homo all day to- morrow V he asked. "Ye.s, sir," the timidly replied. "Mrs. Thompson asked me to eonie into the cottage to rest and take some fruit. Would you like to have me come!" "Oh, yes, sir," she answered in a low voice, and then flushed rosy red, and ilropped her eyes as if she suddenly felt that she had said something wrong. "Thanks, little one: Thanks, darling: I will come:"' he whisp- ered, taking her hand, and lookin fnst into her beautiful face, and : j;,^,,,,.,,^,.^,,. , then up and down he road. [',„ „,j ,,„„„,„ ^o one was in sight. He drew her hasilv Then ho would raise her basket and carry it for her to the cottage gate, where, with impassioned words and caresses, he would leave her. She would let herself in at the door, and go quietly up to the loft where she slept, and creep to her little pallet, all without disturbing the old woman, who slept in a com- fortable bed in the room below. And this went on from day to day, and from night to night, whenever a heavy rain did not prevent it. And did the grandmother suspect nothing of all this? No, nothing. She looked upon Marie as too young a child to be in any danger of attracting any gentle- man's attention, and also as a child quite able to take care of herself in ordinary intercourse with the world. And so, when Marie had gone every afternoon to take the clean clothes home to their owners, the old woman would sit and knit on in peace of mind until near sunset, when she would drink the tea and eat the food that Marie had left by the fire to keep warm for her sup- per. And then, leaving the door un- fastened for Marie to enter, she would go to bed to sleep, secure in the belief that the girl would be in, by dark. Mr. Talbot soon saw the pecu- liar hallucination of the dame in still considering her grand-daugh ^04<»OX»<Vf040^K>^0-«0-fO On the Farm DEMAND FOR TUKKEYS. According to reports from Great Britain and to the opinions express- ed by traders in the United King- dom who are well informed regard- ing the progress of the poultry and game trade. therc_ is every indica- tion that the Bupplies of Britian reared turkeys this season will fall short of the demand- The weather conditions in the British Isles have been against the production oif tur- keys, while the grouse, partridge and similar game are by no means plentiful. In a short time there is likely to be a strong demand for Canadian turkeys, and is is to be hoped that our sources of supply in this coun- try will be equal to the opportun- ity. It is advocated that twelve birds should be packed to the case, not frozen too hard, and with posi- tions alternately reversed. As to whether the turkeys should be shipped feather or dressed, this is of course, a matter for arrange- ment between the importer and ex- porter, much variance of opinion having arisen in the past as to ter a child, and he humored it by ' what really constitutes a dressed always, in her presence, treating Marie as a very little girl indeed. He longed to paint Marie's por- trait; and so he said to the dame, lone day, after he had comforted her soul with a glass of rich old port wine at luncheon. "I would like to paint your little grand-daughter's picture." "Well, young man, you can do it," said the grandma; "that is, you know, on the same â€" " "Yes, yes; I know; I under- stand," hastily interrupted the art- ist, for fear she should go on and humiliate Marie before his face, by charging money for her sittings, which he knew she was about to do. "May I begin to-morrow 1" he in- quired. "Oh yes, young man, you may be- gin any time, so as you do the right thing by me." "Yes, yes; I will certainly do right. I will come to-morrow- then." "Oh, stop, now : Don't you be in such a hurry ! Hear what I've got to say first ; I want to have a right understanding on two things." "I assure you, Mrs. Thompson, I j will agree to anything you propose, I only, jiray, let us say no more of that just now," exclaimed the art- ist. "Well, then, I s'posc as how you wouldn't think ten dollars too much B; to pay me for let tin turkey, the idea most favored in this district being that the bird should be plucked clean up to the collar of the neck, leaving the head and wings untouched. It may be interesting to Canadi- an farmers to note that not only is the demand for dressed poultry, except water fowl, likely to be very heavy this season ; but there is a universal shortage of eggs. In Great Britain the importation of eggs has declined within a few mouths fully 7 per cent., while the prices have materially advanced. It is to be hoped that increasing num- bers oif Canadian farmers will give more attention to poultry-raising during 1910. A GOOD MILK TANK. A writer tells how to make a tank :p which to cool milk. These are his directions: Where milk is kept in shot gun cans it can be kept cool by having the water run througti K'P^ns a, door for me, if from well to stock tank. Make eompanion reprovingly. Why not take a cup of BOVRIL every morning through the fall and winter ? BOVRIL IS ALL BEEF It contains all the n-jtrlment of tha besf In a oonoantratetT and tasty form. It will ranew your blood and give you strength of nervo and musole. it will tone up the v/hole system. Bovril Gives Health and Strength many eggs the following spring and summer as will the hens that have had their natural rest and vaca- tion. Do not compel animals to pass the winter in uncomfortable stalls. Remember that the horse should not stand with his forefeet on a lower plane than the hind ones; the neglect of the stall is a common cause of lameness and deTorihilies, especially in the young, growing animal. Now is a good time to fix the stalls in good shape for winter. It is none less important that the cow stalls receive attention, also, the slope should be just enough to secure good drainage, the most common defect is in having the stall too low behind. PERSONAL PARAGRAPUS, Few Stories About Well-Rnown People. picter i wooden boxes two cans wide and iiigh enough to shut slat lids over cans, long enough to hold all cans necessary. Make galvinizcd iron tank to fit inside box. Divide tank lengthwise by two sticks to {make individual stalls for eacn can. Divide into sections by three slats up and down right distance to keep half empty can from tip- I ping over. Hinge slat door over g you take my j each can and fasten with button persisted I Have outlet a little below top of I cans and large enough to let out . t. his bo^m, pressed pas- j ,i,„^,7,;^:::;;- [j;^-^;-''' ""P- <^"ite a bit of water at. once when Sionato kis.oes on her lips, and then "()i, "'UNt. Kiuldcnly left her side. She remained slaiuling where he had left her delighted, frightened and utterly bewildered for a min- ute, and then she slowly raised her burden and went on. In a dream she delivered the clean linen to its owner. In a dream she received the next day's washing, and left the house. In a dream she retuiiied home. J'.MMi if we did not know it, it would be easy to forsee the end of her dream ! granny : granny ; how could you do it?" cried the deeply-morti- a milk house this will serve well full cans are put in, otherwise the secured cans will be Hooded. If in CHAPTER V. Va very morning the artist woiil and .sat upon the rock opposite the Anvil Cliff to sketch, ostensibly to rest and take his lunch, but really to see Marie, and feast his eyes upon her rare beauty. He always took with him sonic luxury from the hotel, to make hiin- sclf welcome to the old inislress of the hut. .Sometimes it would b-; a bottle of wine, or cordial, or hhu?. other dainty or dainties thaC the granny's soul loved. "If that young man was to stay here, and come every day, I do think [ should live twenty y.;;rs , , . lunger, I do feel so much better for enter the ho\iso. He had eaten the the good wittals he fetches," she luncheon he had brought with him, | said to her grand-daughter.' seated on the rock, and had quench ed his thirst from the sfiring that sparkled near at hanil ; and then ho had resumed his pencil, and work- ed steadily on his sketch, until the ^ Maiie would smile in silence, feel ing delighted that her lover should 'so benefit her old grandma. Kvcry evening he would tak-i {leave, and walk on toward the vil Betting sun warned him to pack up lage, as far as that forest glado and return to the hotel. where he first spoke to Marie. He had been watching out at in- There he w ould sit and wait for h tervals, all day, with the hope of ! unti' catching a glimpse or, perhaps, basket khu me oay s wasuing even having a word with Marie ;| lake home to its owner at the ho- lut he hud not succeeded ; and now 1 t(d. h'j thought he could not rotiiin to Then he would rise and take the the village without seeing or speak- heavy burden from her arm, and fied girl, as soon as she recovered the breath of which the old wo- man's niercanary words had, for the minute, dispossessed her. "Hush up, Mario! you're a child: " snapped the dame. Marie put her hands up to her face and wept. The artist attempted to laugh off her distress as the irritability of a child, and soon he arose and went out to his sketching. That evening, when they met in the forest glade, Marie aj^i^ wept with mortification. "To think," she said, "that gran- ny could do .such a thing ! But she is old and childish, sirâ€" indeed, .she is very old and very childi.sh, or she never could have done it!" "My sweetest girl:" said the lover, caressing her, "she did quite right. In the city where I live, sit- ters, or models for artists, fre- quently get a high price, and make a comfortable living." "But not I, oh, Mot I! I could not do such a thing, especially to you! to you;" she lobbe.d. "You are a little goose what then ? Will you not me?" "Oh, yes, yes! I would you all day, and cveiy dav wished me to do it! But not for money; Oh, no; not for money! "My sweetest girl! you will sit for me. I shall take s<i much hap- piness in gazing on this heavenly face while I try to transfer its beauty to the canvas. Y(,i,r grand- mother must take what she -i .;."- for milk tank. A good story is being told of the days when the Earl of Crewe was Viceroy of Ireland. He had a con- siderable sense of the importance cf the Viceroyalty, and when out walking one morning with a lady he passed first through a small gate. "The Prince of Wales always said his "That may be," returned Lord C^rewe; "hut 1 represent the Queen." Professor John Muirhead, of Bir- mitigham University, was once ex- amining some children in moral teaching, and he over twenty minutes found and released." that I was GLORIOUS pk; sticking. Ad East Induin Sport Full ot Thrills and Danger. Of all sports the most exciting, the most wildly exhilarating, says a writer in Bally'g Magazine, is surely pig sticking. Whil« waiting for the beaters to come up when driving for deer or bison or tiger, the pulses gallop, time flies and ex- citement quivers in every nerve and muscle, but it is nothing to the tension attendant on the w-ait at the edge of the jungle for the break of the grey boar as he comes out, usually in a reluctant, surly man- ner, and proceeds to cross the open towards the next bit of cover. Then the gathering up of j-our reins and tb« fresh grasp of your spear as you look with straining eye»--now in the direction of tho captain of the hunt for the »ignal to go, now to the animal itself, in- wardly praying that he may not turn back into cover. And then when the word "Ride!" is given â€" the mad rush, the utter iaability tc see anything to stop you, the overpowering anxiety to beat every one, be it your greatest friend or greatest enemy, and get first spear. Your heart is in your head. There is nothing in the world to you but yon lanky grey monster striding away in front and your frantic de- sire to run him through. Hours are asked them to lived in moments. Your horse and write an essay on the three stages I you are one animal, with but one k » 'n â-  '"â- '8''*^ ^^^^^ sent in unfulfilled wish in the world, a the following: "There are three wish vou are both doing vour very stages in hfe. The first is when utmost to gratifv. wc are very young, and think oft In not other SOME GOOD ADVICE. Nine cases out of ten where a farmer kicks about too low a test he will 'become reconciled if you can show him that he is getting all he is entitled to. If he is inclined Ijolls : Kut sit for sit for , if vou to doubt your word call in a state inspector and have him make a test. If his readings are like yours (they should be) the farmerâ€" that is the average farmerâ€" will be satisfied and you will have no more trouble with him. It is poor policy to re- sent a patron's inquiry about his test by becoming angry. Explain to him as much as possible, and show him the test. He needs to he shown. the wicked things which we shall be able to do when we are older; and this is the age of innocence. The second is when we are older. and are able to do the wicked things which we thought about when we were young; and this is the prime of life. The third is when we are dotty and repent the wicked things which we did when we were younger; and this is the dotage." Madame Melba, the prima don- na, has recently confesse<l that, as a child, she never possesseij any Inev r had a wish for dolls, HARD-MOUTH HORSES. An exchange is resjjonsible for the following: Here is something <A practical value to any one driv- she has said, "nor the time to play with them. My favorite toys were mj tiny harp and violin, and in their company I spent thousands of blissful hours as a little girl. I was only tour years old when my father began to teach me music, and at eight I could play almost any piece at sight. At twelve I was leading soprano in a church at Albany, and a little later I became organist and choirmaster." Here is the latest story concern- ing Mr, Rudyard Kipling. Rec- ently he was a guest at a literary dinner at which one of the guest's started a dlscus.'-'ion concerning the sport perhaps is there so much real danger, yet, stiange to say, accidents are really very f*w. I have ridden in cold blood â€" very carefullyâ€" over ground that I and niy comrades have rid- den over belter skelter after a pig previously, and to say that I have been astonished is but to describe m\ feelings in the very feeblest' way. How the horses kept their footing it is impossible to sa; . All 1 know is that thev did. . - , ♦!„. „.n ,1 . [spelling and prouinciation of the ing a horse that pulls on the hii | |r„jjii.,j, language, "H Fasten a small ring to each side of the bridle and as near the brow- band as possible. Pass lines through bit ring and snap them in- to rings at browband. This, with a common jointed bit. will enable a child to hold a "puller' or hard- mouthed horse with ease under al- most all circumstances. It can be used on a fast horse, in double! av© you ever noticed, Mr. Kipling," ho said, "that in the entire Englisli langu- age there are only two words be- ginning with 'su' that are pro AS ADEPT IN CRIME. Most Notoriutis of Spanish Bandits in the Toils. Jose risaira, the boldest and most dangerous of Spanish bandits, has ucf n captured at Algeciras. The history of this criminal is ivmarkable. Twenty years ago ha killed a priest at Palau and buruerf the corp.ie. For this he was con- demned to death, but was pardon- ed while on his way to execution. He was transported to the prison at Ceuta, but soou effected his es- cape. Then for som« time he lived among the Moors, but so numerous were his depredations that he was forced to flee. Shortly after he fell into the hands of the Spanish au-, thorities, but succeeded in eseap-, ing a second time, though iu so do- ing he was severely wounded. His next step was to ingratiate nouneed as though beginnin<< with himself with the Moorish band 'sh' ; Those two are sumach andjlicute, but his desperate robl it Va- I - - desperate robberies sugar. Having made an exhaustive and crimes eclipsed those of that study of the subject, )ou may take | blood-thirsty ruffian. Taliente be- from me that this is so," Bored she came along, bearing the ' ""' '" "'"/''.' ^"' '""'â-  ''^"""«'' *^ f""" t with the day's washing t„ r^^^:' l'^ '""" '^"'/'f," '^O,,* •"'<•*'•• ing to her And he was just about to enter the little garden when he saw Iut come out of the door with her hat on her head, and the lieuvy basket on her oriii. He stepped aside lo let her pa-is through the gnt<', and then he quiet ly took the basket from her hand, saying : "I am going ba<-k to the village, and will carry this for yoii." She (lushed crimson, falteringly thanked him, and allowed iiini to (•.-riy it, will!"' she walked bv hs t.. 'jju much trouble for arm, bear il. for her until they drew near the village, when she would take it back and carry il on to the hotel. He would wait where siic had left him until kIic came hack, when again lie would relieve her of her new burden, and walk by her side until they reached the loiiely forest glade, where they would si't down iijion the rock to rest and talk. There, every evening, they met and lingered, loth to part, heedless ff pftHJ-ing time, until some chance, like the distant sound of an early market-wagon, Wduld rouse them to « consciouBJiess of the hour. There: bo onsoledl Think how happy I shall bo while painting your picture," And so he soothed her wounded spirit. (To be continued.) on a lasc norse, u. "ouoie , t„ough he was. Kipling's politeness team or on h..tli as desired. I is' j;^ „^t, ^^.^^..^ i,;,^, ' cheap and easily applied, and it issunung an came jealous of Tisaira, and sent him to Tangier where the engaged himself to an agriculturist in a large won't make the mouth sore- better than any patent bit. It PAT'S Rl'.TORT COURTF.OUS tjiiite recently a war.shiji found it necessary to call for a few hours at a military port on the coast of Ireland, Toiiiniy .\tkin.s, meeting a full bearded Irish tar in the street a couple of hours later, said : "Pat, when are you going to place your whiskers ou the Jlesierve List!" "When you place your ton«ue on the Civil List," was the Irish s..- lor'« reply. LIVE STOCK NOTES. It is a surprise to see how many tarmcrs neglect to keep salt in their horses' mangers. It is very inexpensive and very beneficial. .X lump or cliuuk should bo kept in every manger. Never overload a young hcirse. He should never know that there i< a load that ho can not pull. Over- loading at first is almost sure to make him a balker. Never load at first heavier than the horse that is hitched with the colt can pull alone, and this horse should al- ways ho a reliable puller. If liens are properly care<l for, they will lay eggs occasionally dur- ing the winter, but when they are forced by unnatural food and con- ditions to lay continually, it is at the expense of their health and vi- tality, and they will not lay sa expression of interest, although his ' way. S<x)n the bandit had plunder eyes twinkle<l behind his glasses, he ed his emplover to such an extent quietly asked, "Are you sure?" that the latter denounced him to Cheer up: .\11 the good people h''^ authorities, and he had to lake don't <lie young; lots of them live ' '''"^"8'^ '" light, to a ripe old age and die poor. j Tisaira's next scene of operations The life of a faniou.s artiste is'"** Ouadajalara, where he met a not always a bed of rose*, and Mis- ! f*^'"'"^'' dissolute companion. The cha Klman, the famous violinist.!'"*^ quarreled, and Tisaira killed once had a somewhat nasty practi- cal joke played upon liini by some musical students. They becjinie jealous ()t his superior talent, and determin«<l to fake a mean revenge. At one of his concerts he retired to E small room at the back of the building in order to run through an especially difficult passage in a piece he was to play during the ev- ening. 'VVhile he was engaged in doing this, the key was turned in the door, making him » prisoner, "1 tried in vain to escape," says Mischa Klman, "and piesently heard voices calli-ng 'Mischa: Mis- cha:' But it was not until the au- hii: old friend with a couple of v«-' volver sli<»ts. The police arrested him and were conveying him to Madrid by train when he jumped, from the carriage, and badly in-j jured himself in the fall. He man-i aged, however, to break his chains,' and drag himself to Gerona. .After! his recovery he began a series oil robberiesâ€" in one c^ise raiding »' tax office and getting away with; i;3,000â€" but he again fell into the hands of the police. He was taken! to Ceuta, but last July hs made his fourth escape. -* We worry too much about the ex- dience and orchestra had waited pected that rever happens.