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!' 1 ' 1 fbe Abbeville Press and Banner, ^ PUBLISHED WEEKLY ? AT ? ABBEVILLE, S. C. | STEEL TRUST AS CAT BUYER. A rat got tangled up In one of the iflynamos which supply power for the great blast furnace mill of the United State Steel corporation at Gary, Ind., j says Louisville Courier-Journal. It required several hours to separate the rat's remains from the dynamo and in the meantime the corporation was losing money at the rate of a thousand j dollars a minute.' Now the steel trust Is advertising for cats. Advertisements have been inserted in the Gary newstv?noro nfPoHncr Rft rpntfi SDieCe. With V4*V.?0 V? no limitations as to age, sex, 6ize, pedigree or character. Fifty cents a l head is a good price for cats and the J officials of the steel trust are likely to x have to contend with an embarrass- 1 ment of offerings. When the news per- . colates to all the cities and small j towns of Igdiana there will be a rush c of feline shipments to Gary and the t steel trust will find itself with a sur- ? plus of cats scarcely less troublesome i than the overplus of rats with which It f has been contending heretofore. Hun- ? dreds of Indiana families will willingly * mttli all +Viofr? fatlrio nnasPRslnilS at a compensation of 50 cents per cat. j Some thousands of small boys will ex- t plore the alleys and woodsheds until I the last backyard fence Is denuded. c The report from Pisa that royal en- t gineers state that the inclination of c the leaning tower at that place has in- s creased eight inches and that the * structure is likely to collapse will tend tn further increass the number of _ those who believe that the tower was never Intended to be a freak of masonry, but that it became a wonder by the yielding of its foundation on one Bide. As a "drawing card" for tourists the famous leaning tower has had value in addition to the historic considerations, and if it should fall there would doubtless be a demand for its reconstruction. A modern builder could give Pisa a leaning tower of greater inclination by using an anchored steel skeleton and clothing it >wlth well fastened veneer. A speaker at a meeting of a medical society in New Jersey declared that some of the greatest surgeons living j had left sponges, forceps and other instruments in the abdominal cavities of persons operated upon, and that the practise was "inexcusable." This makes cheerful reading for the lay public, especially that portion of it that has hospital experience in prospect; hut the statement of the existence of this practise is also puzzling from the fact that it must be a more or less expensive practise to the surgeons them- 1 selves to be so careless about losing ' good instruments. f A New YorK woman was fined five dollars for getting' drunk in public and using the large "D" to a policeman. New York seems to be doing something to keep the cost of the necessaries of life on the Great White Way within reason. An Englishman has paid $700 for a 600-year-old alphabet He could have got a new one for nothing, but these Britons are so conservative! St. Louis is howling for a barrel of free Ice water at each corner. Will Ice cool that concrete composition fondly thought to be water in St. Louis? Doctor Wiley says that there's nothing1 esnpeiallv dsnerermis in Hsclnp-? ' except the prospect of marriage, we J presume. Some one has discovered 61,000,000 germs in a malaga grape. Still, for all that, malaga grapes are pretty good eating. An eighty-three-year-old Pennsylvania dame takes her first ride on a train. She couldn't learn any younger. | Even in hot weather some self-sac UflAlnflr VkO YaH.XZ7nr>lr{n cr i txillsiiig, uaiu-nviaiufe tuxica^UUUcm manages to sweat out a war scare. * i ' i Staten Island has seen the first sea j serpent, and now the lid ought ot be put on S. I. , ] Two Dreadnaughts will cost $23,000,000, but that can't scare a dreadnaught. Forty-four scrubwomen have been laid off by the city of New York. New York's economy fad knows no bounds. Down in Pittsburg the overcoat makers have gone on a strike. This may be the psychological moment for an overcoat strike, but who'd have thought it? Aviating and ballooning kill a man every day or two just to prove that the air is a long way from being conquered yet Excellent hot weather exercise is watching a tennis match. Texans are carrying shotguns thes? days. The mosquito season has arrived. If Texas doesn't stop raising so much corn she will get herself disliked by Kansas. Getting back from a picnic is the real t,est of the kind of time you had. Aviators are falling like tha leaves of the forest ? E3 E II Odd News Fn jCyjij Stories of Strange ,' jjVj/ 'j Metropolit i?i L Uncle Sam Asks A NEW YORK.?The whole United States government, with its vast reasurv of wealth, its brainy statesnen and Insurgents, its army and iavy, its immense horde of high)rows, against the poor little house iy! That's the line-up in a bitter war >f extermination scheduled to set the lation by the ears and enlist the courtgeous support of every man, woman md child in this broad land. The inal knell of the house fly haB been iounded and the battle has just bejun. "Catch 'em and kill 'em; show 10 quarter"?that is the war cry of the irmy of extermination that is to put orth every effort to rid the land of he Musca Domestica, the polite name jy which the fcouse fly should be adIressed by strangers. Until the scientists got busy with heir investigations the house fly was I :onsidered merely as a pestiferous in:ect, designed by the Crentor of all hings'merely to take Its bath in the iweet cream and maple sirup, annoy he late morning sleeper, skate about vlth abandon on the polished surface >f shiny baldheads and practise the tforse telegraph code on the cleanest >f windows. Long suffering housewives since ime began were the only realiy active inemies of the seemingly insignificant ittle fly, and they alone and unaided ipplicd the imprecations and dish :loths vigorously against the nuisance. Jut after the scientists got onto the ob the fight against the Insect began 0 assume proportions of magnitude. That little insect which the average :itizen was wont to regard merely as 1 domestic pest is now branded as the nost dangerous creature on earth. The louse fly has been publicly indicted as l murderer of the human race, the 'Gators and Insects /] /imL h hate I NEW ORLEANS.?More than 1,000,000 acres of marsh land lying withn 50 miles of New Orleans are to he Irained, reclaimed and transformed rom a wilderness into gardens, homes, *amlets and towns. The work of re:laiming some 50,000 acres within the corporate limits of New Orleans is low well under way, while contracts lave been let for the reclamation of ully 100,000 acres additional in adoining parishes. This neans that within two years he alligator will no longer find aboriginal harborage in the Carnival city, hat the breeding grounds of countless jillions of mosquitoes will be turned nto highly productive farms on which nosquitoes cannot breed, that hunIreds of miles of paved roadways will ead from New Orleans nortb, east and vest, and that for the first jfime in its listory New Orleans will posess subirbs. To the westward the same character )f work is being done, and preparaNo Corsets are W< I1T ASHINGTON.?"I have often heard f* a question as to whether West Pointers wore corsets. It is absurd in i way, because should any effeminate youDgster resort to such a thing it would be impossible to keep the affair i secret, and once known his school life would become a burden to him on account of the endless amount of criticism he would receive from his fellows. He would be made the laughing-stock of the school and would soon find himself the possessor of any num-1 ber of effeminate nicknames that i would grate upon his ears in any but a pleasant manner. "It is true," continued the old sol- j dier, who was no other than Col. K. i B. Collins, a retired army officer, in a i Dentists RpJWe T! Wjl? ADVANCE | /ffWI' ^T~| CHICAGO.?"Well, I don't know what under the shining forceps I am going to do, anyway," and a dentist in the Masonic temple sighed a perfect mammoth of a sigh. "The matter? Hair, just plain hair. No?not plain, either. Now, for instance. A lady came up to my office the other clay and wanted her teeth fixed, and finally I tool.; hold of the top of her head with one hand, while I worked with the other. Then I turned away to got an instrument, and my sleeve button caught in her hair and the whole back of it, about fifteen fat, shiny curls, came along with rne. She simply froze me up. and she didn't come back to pay her . . - -i om Big Cities j| j Happenings in thi IB \ an Towns Jjj^ ( 7 K?l 11 to Swat the Fly < greatest disease propagator and' th? carrier jf more menacing and malignant germs than all other creatures put together. s; This little, but potent, messenger of death wanders from the sick room, j] from the filth of the garbage pail, Vi from the heaps of refuse of all kinds j. Into the peaceful, happq homes of our tj land, walks upon the butter, the meat, jthe fruit, the 6ugar, takes a bath in ^ the milk, leaving everywhere the ^ germs of disease that have gathered C( upon its furry feet and body. S( In experiments conducted by the a New York health authorities the scien- ? tists found on the body of a single lit- j.( tie fly 1,222,570 different bacteria, jj enough to Kill a tew tnousana iiumuu beings. In another experiment a fly r was caught in a sterilized net and dropped into a bottle of sterilized wa- TC ter. The bottle was shaken and the Y[ germs washed off the insect's body, as ,, would be the case if the fly dropped if into a glass of milk for the baby. The previously pure water was then exam- n ined and it was discovered that the tj fly's bath contained no less than 5,000,000 disease germs. About half the deaths from typhoid in New York, according to the health authorities, are attributed directly to jj the distribution of germs by house (( flies. And worse than that, the figures n_ show that of 7,000 deaths of cooing babies in that city from infantile dis- j eases, more than 5,000 were traced to j infection carried by house flies. c[ According to a noted scientist, the ^ extermination of the pest is comparatively easy. All that is necessary, be ^ says, is a systematic effort on the part of the public. If all the people will . practise the utmost cleanliness, it is 1 declared, the house fly will be extinct ^ in this country within a few year3, for f the house fly cannot exist without filth. "Cleanliness," then, is the watchword + V?A morioon nuhll'r tn nilt nil find LW1 (.UC auiwi?\-uu |VUM.?V vw r?? ? to an insect that is not only a terrible nuisance, but a terrible instrument of death to thousands of our population 111 every year. - 31] Hunt New Home ' 1c tions are now being made to reclaim 1i an additional half miliion acres tl through the construction of a wide hi levee along the western shore of Lake Pontchartrain and the southern 3hore T of Lake Maurfepas. On the crown of cc this levee a paved roadway 75 miles in a1 length will connect New Orleans and w Baton Rouge and ultimately will be the southern terminus of a ChicagoNew Orleans highway. ' w The nearest town or settlement of !;( any co-sequence is now 50 miles distant from New Orleans, Within fifty miles of every large city in the coun- J-C try a million or more people reside, n and many industries develop business and wealth for the urban population, d: This is the end New Orleans is ni working to and will have reached, in ai large part, anyway, by the time the Panama canal is opened to the ships of the world. w Meanwhile modern sewerage and ir drainage within the city proper have S( practically and wholly solved the city's a1 sanitary problems, and tho discovery st of a simple method of filtering the waters of the Mississippi river has J1* given the city a pure water service excelled by none in the world. These systems are in operation and are nearly 131 complete. They have cost the city about $25,000,000. yi )rn at West Point ? o discussion of West Pointers, "that many West Pointers acquire a figure of perfection of symmetry and a car- " riage the acme of manly grace, but b these are due not to any ingenious appliances, but to the systematic drills ?c and exercises that make the cadet, to a certain extent, an athlete. At the outset these young fellows are put pi through what are called the 'setting up' exercises, their object being to g: straighten the body and develop the chest. One might suppose that it would s< require a great amount of such exercise to make any marked showing, but three long hours of such exercise S1 daily will soon produce beneficial re- pi suits in the most stooped forms. "The cadet uniform is also a great y< help in this direction. The dress coat a! is tight, very tight. The shoulders are if heavily padded in order to give them if a square effect. The chest is made thick, so that there will be no ranger c; of wrinkling. A.U this for the sake of M looks; comfort his no place in the [c make-up of a West Pointer; it is discipline and looks." g ei iey Have a Kick j" u bill, either. Say. this new fangled ^ hair style is putting me to the bad. "The worst feature of ihe whole a thing is that the heads, or rather the hair, won't fit into the headrests. [ have tried all manner of schemes, and even had a new headrest built along t) lines that 1 was sure would fit hut the heads simply won't lit into any f, thing. "If we do succeed in senilis the (j mass laid out and tucked away care- l( fully where it won't bother us. we get something like this: " 'Oh. mcrcy. doctor, you art; muss- n ing my hair all up. And I am going I 3( to a party this afternoon, ioo "Bui the most usual tiling is: 'Oh. I j. doctor, there is a hairpin sticking in jj my head Wait a minute, o. dear, it's j 0 coming down Doc-tor. do stop a min- 1 ute while 1 fasten up my braid.' j "I do tell you what, the dentists j ought to get together and boycott the j present sty e U' liairdress, or else in- ^ si?t that all e tra hair be taken off before an> dental work will b.* done. That would ;!tt!e it. all right." - ? 1 j'LOtOIOIOtOIOIOIOIOIOIOti \*f \% ?' l\ Road to Gi 5 - Dy Do rot. /LxiV.xov of "Gcorgic," ' I i/r o?i t. ?5, i>u J. r. Lirrtxc 3 j o i o ioioibioVo'ibi'o l O IO I < CHAPTER V. 7 Continued. Tormcntilla stopped and turnei harply. "Don't speak of my sister lik hat," said she. "Don't be a cad a ell as?as everything else that' orrible. You're engaged to the pret iest and most fascinating girl ii Ingland, and you ought to be satis ed. You are satisfied. If you'r retending that you aren't happy, to onsole me, you can just save your slf the trouble, for I don't believ word you say. I never shall believ nything you say again. I've oftei eard people say that all men ar< ars, and I know that it's true." "You can't know it of many of 'en et." he remarked moodily. "You needn't be coarse. Yoi ouldn't make silly jokes at such i loment as this"?her voice broke? if you weren't radiantly and glor >usly happy." A more convincing picture of un ueraoie woe uia.ii ue yicaeuccu a iat moment it is difficult to imagine "Happy! Oh, Sandy!" Tormentilla's color faded; he tea(Jy gaze faltered, her eyes fell ed the color came back to her cheek 1 a rush. There was something ver; jnvincing, 1 suppose, in the utte lisery of his expression. "I think I'd rather that you wen appy," said she, slowly dropping he ands as she turned away. Greenie' og-roses, already wilting in the sun *11 unheeded to the ground. The young man laid his hand oi er arm appealingly. "No one else will ever make mi appy," he said. And the foolisl itld's heart leaped at his words, bu ill bravely tried to steel herself. "Go away, please," she .said quick '. "Won't you get into the car anc 3 away again?" "I can't leave you like ;his, dear.' is voice v,-as unsteady. "But you must?oh, indeed, yoi lust. You belong to Dolly now, en rely, you see. And you mustn't cal ie 'dear.' " "Let me stay a few minutes longer haven't seen you for such a terribl; ing time. It was perfectly devilisl iat I wasn't able to. And when ! lought you might be fretting, per aps?" "Fretting!" This was too much he tears came at last, hot and un mtrollable, but as she had turnec svay from him he didn't know. Hi ent on eagerly. "Sometimes," he said miserably [ feel as if I could never go througl ith it. I can't sleep for more thai iven hours at a stretch now; upoi iy honor, I can't. And often?mucl ften than you'd think, I simpl; iathe the sight of food. It's awfull; lm." "Rum!" Tormentilla's choked [sgusted voice broke in as she re lembered her long, sleepless night: ad months of pure misery. "And, you see, I can't get out o now. I simply must go througl ith it. Everything's settled. I'n i it up to the neck. If I could onl; :e a way of getting out of it honor jly?" His voice cliokcd and hi :opped. Tormentilla was silent for a fev linutcs, then with her back stil irned she said in a low.voice: "The only possible chance woulc 5 if a claimant should aviso am rove beyond a possibility of tloub lat you'd been changed at birth. I &U wore he, and he was the Duke o avendale, don't you know, Doll; culd be almost sure to throw yoi ver!" The young man started. "It's a nice idea," he said slowly but I'm afraid it's not a thing t< uild on." Strangely enough, the possibilii.; :emed anything but cheering. "I suppos?," she suggested timidly you wouldn't care to invent an im oster, would you?" The Duke?he looked more like ; room?gasped. "I'm an Englishman," he cried ii )tne haste. "And a man of honor." Tormentilla looked him gravely "True." she murmured. "I'd for otten that for the moment, I sup ose. When is the wedding to be?" "The seventeenth of July. You? ou won't be there, will you? I'n [raid your mother will make a fus you aren't, but?no?I'm hangei I could stand that?" "It isn't a question of what yoi in stand. And I'm r-ot going [other can rare till she's black in tli ice if she likes." "Sometimes." s?.id the young mai looniiiy, "I feci inclined to put ai nd to the whole beastly business olly's only marrying me because I'n good catch. She's had an eye t< 10 main chance from the cradle .ml it's nc a nice thing for a chap t< ;el th.it he isn't loved for himself? lone?now, is it?" "No." "And I've always felt that, yci oul-.l have taken me if I'd been i aveling tinker, Sandy dear." "You've r.o right to feel any sue! ling!" cried Tcrmentilla sharply. i ueuevp, ne conunuea giooinuy isregarding her words in the con ?niplation of his own wretchei light, "that I shall put an end ti I'erything before it's too late. You'v 0 idea how perfectly awful I fee ometimcs." She was silent now, and stooped all'-blinded, to i.iek up the roses lis feelings. Thai; was all he though f, then. His misery. "It's a roiien, rotten world, Sand: car." "You know." she went on at las 1 a lo-.v voice, "I thin': Dolly must b and of vou. or s!:o would?sh' oui<ln'i---I ii'5 \i ptvhaps you ar. rong alout h'.r. You mustn't, yoi - .. . 1 3J.9J.9.19.L&'.919' 9 f 9' <2919' 9 r/fH jr r?e?/ia Green \l o O o hea Deakin, < ? T/ic TJ'is/i lug Ring," Etc. J q . _ OTT COMPACT. All right* reserved. ?*???? ? ? ?+? ?+?+? 9 3ioi 6 iO io io iSTo i <576 io to io i o really mustn't, talk about?about pul ting an end to things. You've got t go on now and be as nice to Dolly a 3 you possibly can. She?I don't real ly, honestly think she could help lo\ e ing you when she knows you as we! s as I." She dropped her flowers agair s sat down suddenly on the bank at th edge of the quiet little lane, and co^ a ered her face with her hands. "Sandy dear, don't! For God' sake, don't cry! I can't stand it. it' D too much for any man to stand, i really is." e His voice, injured, desperate, stun 5 her. 11 "Let "me cry," said she hoarselj e "It's the least you can do now?to le me cry in peace." 1 "But how can I let you cry whe I? Oh, this is awful! Sandy, I sha 1 have to take you in my arms and kia a you in a minute?" "There isn't the slightest necesslt for that, thank you," poor Tormer tilla said with dignity and a wretche * little sniff. Nevertheless, he did it. Sitting b !* side her on the bank with his arr around her, his face pressed again? r her soft hair, things seemed suddenl much easier to bear, less complej s and, in fact, quite different in ever I way"I shall always love you besl Sandy.'.' '.'You mustn't do anything of th [ kind." "How can I help it? It's Fate tha ' manages these things. You're sue i a good sport, so different from othe girls. I've never, never been da when I've been with you. And you'r a such a dear, andvso unselfish. You'r not a bit like her. You don't fasclr ate a man, and take his breath awaj and?" " She raised her head from his shou: ders and pushed him fiercely off. , "I know I don't," she criec "That's just it." "But you're always there, some 1 how. You're so straight and joll ' and true?" "A good deal too true," sho sai bitterly. "Truth is always dull to ' man. I read that in a book the othe day. Men prefer deceit." J "Books are all lies," he said cor clusively. "Don't you take to reac ing, Sandy dear; it makes peopl muddle-headed, and cynical, and ar alytical, and all that kind of nonsens< " The less you read, it seems to me, th clearer you see things. And you don 2 understand me quite. These other like Dolly?they come and go, and b( witch and exasperate and always tir one in the end, but with you?wel whatever happens or goes wrong, th little quiet feeling at the back o everything, that you're always then makes the difference." But this was more than she coul stand. ' "I'm not always there," she sai sharply. "I'm not there now. Dolly1 3 there for ever and ever and ever. Yo can go on being fascinated by hei ' and having your breath taken awa 1 by her now for all your life if yo 1 like. And please, please go. Oh, 7 wish, I wish, you hadn't corne! Wh ?why did you come?" ' "L didn't comc to torment yoi Sandy, indeed I didn't. I'm on m f way north. I had to come throug * .Malinder, and I remembered that yo were here, and turned down the bj 1 lane to 3ec if I could get a glimpse c * you in the grounds. Indeed I didn1 ccme on purpose." * "Oh, didn't you!" She rose at la? ' and fumbled for the unfortunate dos roses. "Then it's perfectly hateful c 1 you to tell me so. Please go back t your car. I'm going the other wa] No, you shall not kiss me agai: ' never, never! What do you say? Sa 3 good-by? Good-by. then, and goo luck to you, and health and happines ^ to the lovely br-bride." She went hastily down the lane an ' turned the corner before he coul speak again. Half-blinded by he tears, half-exultant at the discover 1 that he still cared, Tormentill walked headlong into the arms of 1 portly gentleman in velveteens, wh was strolling leisurely by. It was Mr. Groves. "Hold on a bit," said he facetious ly. "Look where you're going, wi you? I've come for them few word you were wanting, miss. Better lat 1 than never, I dare say." s 1 CHAPTER VL Mr. Eromsgrove had entered upo x his new duties with much zest. H ;. kept his weather-eve open to som e purpose, and his black list grew, an grev,*, and grew. lie was finding on i a thousand things in which his nobl u friend. Lord Malinuer, was being ae s. ceH'ecf^ ii Already he had strong suspicion 3 that Macpherson had illegitimate an lucrative ways of disposing of th 0 garden produce; he had found out be - yond dcubt that the keepers wer regularly making money out of th game by r.n arrangement with severa 1 well-known poachers to be out of th a way at critical moments. There wa n Hio mnv T.nrrr Malinder' i grooms made a sovereign out of ever livery which was put down to thei , master's account. It was in this larch plantation th 3 day before the meeting of the Browr 3 iug Society that he had found th e pretty, dark-eyed hand-maid in whit 1 streamercd cr.p and apron leanin over the hedge, talking to an undei keeper. Mr. Bromsgrove wore India rubber heels, and lie came up to th t two very sofiiv. This picture of idl happiness was too much for him. y "Child," he said sadly, making he jump with his unexpected appear t ance, "go back to your work." o "Yes. sir." The poor liitlo thing? o she was really charmingly pretty? 2 flushed and edged shyly awry, j "What is your name?" > "Minnie, sir; Minnie Clegg. Please, ,' sir, I've finished ray work. Mrs. I Gramper sent me out to get a breath ! of fresh air." Mr. Bromsgrove clasped his hands behind him. "Fresh air," he said, "is one of our most precious heritages. Why not pop on a bonnet and shawl and ruu over to see your mother?" "I'm afraid I couldn't find her, sir. Mother's dead, sit months," Minnie sighed, "and father's working at Mainwaring. He's in the gardens there." * Mr. Bromsgrove frowned. "In my Sunday schools," said he, o "the first thing I teach the young s women is to refrain from answering [- back." r. William, the keeper, here burst into II a sudden rude laugh, and choked i, with the effort to smother it. I don't e think Mr. Bromsgrove heard him r- murmur that "they'd learn a deal of Scripture at that rate." I hope he s didn't. s "Do not bandy words with me," he [t said. "Run back to the house and ask Mrs. Gramper to send you upon g an errand into the town. Some wools to match for her excellent knitting, or r. an order for buns at the confectionit er's, but not?not this idle wandering in the byways and hedges." n Minnie, poor child, had given a II frightened look at her sweetheart and is fled. At first Mr. Bromsgrove had found y a helpful friend in this bailiff, who t- had his own good reasons for regardd ing the natives with a deeply disapproving eye. But they did not, I am sorry to say, agree for long. You see, n when it was a matter of their backit wardness In paying their rents, Mr. y Bromsgrove remembered suddenly his Christian charity and intervened y mildly on behalf of his sheep as a shepherd should. To do him just, tice? "Poor souls," said he, "give them e time, Mr. Grimes. Let us not turn these lambs roofless to the cruel t world. Let us rather succor them In h their hour of need." > r "Rot!" said Mr. Grimes briefly, for he l;new?.the habits of the lambs in e question only too well. "Wages are e good enough. Too good, I call 'em. t_ Why, I ask you?why should they r> blue half of 'em in in beer?" "Blue 'em?" asked the vicar. "In beer? Blue 'em, Mr. Grimes?" "Spend fifty per cent, in malt I* liquor," Mr. Grimes explained lucidly, "if you'd rather put It that way. " And there's that fool Pransom, at the y Mallows Farm. Makes me grind my teeth to think of him. He's ruining d his land. Never puts a bit of anya thing on it from one year's end to r another. "Farming to leave all the time, he is. Criminal, I call it. I'm l* going to put up his rent now, and I* make him leave." e "Oh, my dear Mr. Grimes!" the i- vicar murmured in shocked tones. ' "A most Christian family.! Mrs. e Pr7.nsom is the most helpful of all t the farmers' wives with the schools s and the mothers' meetings. Let me beg of you to deal gently with your e weaker brethren?" 1. Here Mr. Grimes, who was a decent e fellow enough, left him in some f haste, and asked of the sympathetic i, hedges as he rode along was he bailiff of the estate, or was Bromsd grove. And the vicar with a sigh went home, knowing well how diffld cult the path of the good man is als ways made for him. u One more name for his black list, r. So Grimes was grinding down these y wretched creatures and turning them u out from their happy homes like I shorn lambs into the cold and cruel y world, as his idle prejudices and heated fancies prompted. The Earl t, should know tbe way his tenants y were being treated. h But Tormentilla, who was also tt possessed with a passion for good works, knew first. if It was a glorious afternoon a week 't later that the vicar took his soft hat and his ebony stick with the silver it top, and set out for a walk. A glimpse of poor Minnie hanging about Cherry if Lane cheered him up. Minnie's solio tude at this hour was only one of the :. fruits of his zeal. i, When he met Groves later on at y the turning into the Malinder road, d he stopped and waved his stick in a is friendly salute. Mr. Groves lifted his hat. d "I am gratified to note," said tho d vicar, "that you have altered the? r the beat, if I may call it so, of our y young friend William. That is very a well done, Mr. Groves." a To bedContinued. , o . Curious Street Names. The list of curious street names is |" inexhaustible. 'Bermondsey passesses a Pickle Herring street. Near Gray's s Inn there is to be found a Cold Bath e Square. Most of the Nightingale lanes and Love lanes are hidden ironically enough, in the slums of the n East End. P But for really bizarre street names 0 one should go to Brussels. The Short (1 street of the Long Chariot, the Street X of the Red Haired Woman and the e Street of Sorrows aro remarkable enough to catch the least observant eye. The Street of the One Person s is, as one might guess, considerably d narrower than Whitehall. But the e cream of Brussels street names surely belongs to the Street of the Une cracked Silver Cocoanut. This in the e original appears as on ponderous Lj thirty-six letter word. e s A Food Boycott. s In 133G, time of Edward III., Pary liament enacted a food boycott. No r man, noble or peasant, was allowed to have more than two courses at a e meal or elsewhere, and "each mess of t- two sorts oi victuals at the utmost, c be it flesh or fish, with the common e sorts of pottage, without sauce or any g other sort of victuals." Any one, however, could substitute a sauce for a moss, but it must not have in it more e than two sons of fish or flesh. Glorified pipe smolcing is the latest j v fad among clubwomen of London, j - The yips used is a dainty Japanese | affair known as the kisseru. It has j - a gold and silver bowl and mouth- j - piece. The bowl holds a pinch of to- ; liacco from which about seven whiffs j can be obtained. sgmlram| W h? wilbur p ne,pe?it1 munc ii * (A Michigan farmer claims to have increased the output of his dairy by having musical selections rendered during the milking* hour.) "Where are you going, my pretty maldr* "I'm going milking, sir,' she Bald. "Where is your bucket, my pretty maid?" "I carry a music roil,' she said, "The bucket Is hung on the dairy wallx. Just back of the crabbed old short horn * stall." "I'll carry your stool for you, my pretty maid." "I sit on *9. music stool." she said. "I sit on a music stool and play While gaily the milkers milk away. "I open the hour with a fugue by Lizt, Then play an etude if the cows insist. But nothing from Wagner nor all his ilk? Their thunderous music would sour the. milk. "When Molly, the Jersey, is milked with, pride Ji always play 'Down by the Jerseyside.'j ^When common old farm cows are milked,; ' you see, ; I play them a rube song?all-durn-ee. "Don't faint, and don't flee, for I'll tell no more Of the tunes that I play on the dairy floor, Save that when the cows to the pasture: stray I try 'Over the Hills and Far Away.'" "And whyt do you play when the milk (a shlnno^?" v* *u ? . " 'Rippling Waters!." Then off aha , tripped. The Superior Sex. There Is a lot of vainglorious ex-,, presslon on the part of the men about their being the superior sex. We hear too much of man's endurance, of,Tils: Intellect, of his executive ability and: all that sort of thing. Take a man and make him wear a; spotted veil and he will be nearly! bJInd within a year. A woman wears! one and retains her eyesight. Pinch a man into corsets and within; a week he will have heart trouble,, chronic pleurisy, acute indigestion, pendlcitis and a funeral. Pile i^few pounds of false hair on' a man's head and he will succumb to: brain fever within a month. Tie a man's ankles In a hopple skirtand he will have rheumatism, followed' by paralysis of the legs from lack of; exercise. Pinch a man's feet In tight shoes and make him toddle about on high heels and he will die of charleyhors?. Man loses on the score of endurance alone. Intellect and executive ability are argued by the capacity to combat these tortures and trials. Man is undoubtedly tho Inferior sex and should retire to the last row of seats and be quiet. ? I At Palm Beach. "It must be quite a disappointment to you to be away down here and unable to do any shopping for winter hats and dresses." "Oh, I did all that before I came; and when we reached here I had the added pleasure of hunting for warm weather garb." The Discreet Artist. N "But the portrait doesn't entire# resemble my husband. It i:; not sufficiently life-like." "Ah, madam, if I made ft too lifelike he would want to butt into it every time he saw it." The Course cf Culture. "And so your race is gradually becoming civilized." says the tourist to tne cnienain 01 mv irzue on the remote and almost inaccessible Island. The chieftain proudly twines a pair of suspenders about his high silk hat, and replies: "Indeed, yes. There seems to be no cessation of the wave of culture that struck our isle r.bcut two years ago. Why, now we even call our tomtoms Thomas-Thomases." A Bern Dip.'o-iat. "Willie," said Hurgry H'ggin3, "tell me how it is cat you always '"mages to git de tendered r iecoa o' turkey an' tie iuicies' pieces o' sis* when you tackle de dames at de b^cl; door." "It's a secret-," ' vrv Willie, "but I don't :? irr' r.-fi" i.: nex'. I always tellr; do i:*:!y ?' it r - r't bite de turkey I got i'o h ' ? an" dat do pie is so tni^h r.r> i f..): -'at it couldn't be cut w:i! an a\ ^oe?" C ? a<3L - - J