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WIANTMYMlM (&* AALLJI LFniM K1\T5 ?) fllU5TRATtD LAurtN 3T0UT CHAPTER V. On the Red Road The green. mid-May Virginian Afternoon was arched with a sk> as bin? as the tiles of the Temple of Heavsn aad steeped In a wash of sun? light as yellow as gold. Nothing In sll loo springy landscape but looked warst and opalescent an4 inviting?ex? cept a tawny bull tbst from serosa a barred fence-corner switched a trucu? lent tall In silence and glowered sul? lenly st the big laotor halted motion? less at the side of the twisting road. Far s Long Tims John Valiant 8at Motionless, the Opened Letter In His Hand, Staring st Nothing. Curled worm like In the driver's seal, with his chin on his knees, John Valiant sat with his eyes upon the distance. For sn hour be bsd whirred through that wondrous shimmer of color with a flippant loitering breeze In his face, sweet from the crimson clover that poured and rooted over tha roadslds. ?Chum, old man," said Valiant, with his arm about the bulldog's neck, "If those color photograph chaps had | ?bowa us this, wa simply wouldn't hare believed It, would we? Such scenery bests the roads we're used to, what?'' He wound his strong fingers In a choking grip ha the scruff of tha | white neck, ss a chipmunk chattered by on the low stone wall. "No, you dos t you cannibal! He's a jolly lit? tle beggar, and ha doesn't deserve be? ing eateul" He filled bis brtarwood pipe and drew in greet breaths of the fragrant Inoenss. What a pity you don't I smoke, ("hum. you miss euch a lot!" After a time he shook himself and knocked the red core from the pipe* bowl against bis boot-heel. "I hate to start," he confessed, half to the dog and half to himself. "To leave any* thing so sheerly beautiful as this! However, on with the dance! By the road map the village can't be fsr now. 80 long. Mr Bull!" He clutched the self-starter. But there was only a Protestant wheeze; the car declined to budge. Climbing down, he oranked vlgorounly. The motor turned over with a surly grunt of remonstrance and after a tentative tar^b-throb. coughed and stopped dead. Something wai wrong. With a sigh be flung off his tweed Jscket, donned a smudgy Jumper," opened bis tool-box, aad, with a glance at his wrist-watch which told him it was three o'clock, threw up the monster's hood snd went bitterly to work. At half past three the Investigation I ad got ss far as the lubricator. At tour o'clock the bulldog had given it va and gone nosing afield. At half past four John Valiant lay flat on his back, llkn some disreputable stevadore, alternately tinkering with refractory valvea and cursing the obdurate mechanism. A shsrp stone gnuwed frensledly Into the smsll of his back and Just ss be made a final vicious long*, something gsva wsy snd a prickling rod-hot stab of pain shot ztg sagging from bis smitten crazy-bone through every tortured crevice of his Impatient frame. Like steel from flint it struck out a crisp oath that brought an answering bovine snovt from the fanoa-coroer. Worming Ilka a lizard to freedom, his eyes pnekerod shut with the wretched pang, John Valiant sat up and shook his grimy fist in tb? air. You silly loafin; Idiot'" ho cried "Thump your own erazy-bono and see how you like It' You?oh. lord!" His arm dropped, anil a flush spread over his faee to the brow For tu? ?yea had opened He was gesturing not at the bull but at a girl, who fronted blm beside the road, haogbti ness in tho very hu* of her gray bine llaeo walking salt sod. In the el* r cat cameo fac* under her f*U cavalry bat. myrtlMdu* *y*a that held a smolder of mingled aatomahmmit and indignation. An Instant be gaied, all the muscles of hie far* tightened with chagrin. I -1 b*g your pardon.** bo stam? mered ' 1 didn't see you. 1 really didn't 1 was?1 wss talking to the bull ' The girl had been glancing from tho flushed face to the thistly fence-corner, while the startled dignity of her feat? ures warrad with an unmistakable ten? dency to mirth He had struggled to his feet nursing his bruised elbow, irritably conscious of his resemblance j to an emerging chimney-sweep "I | don t haWtually swear." be aald, "bat I'd got to the point wheo something had to 0201040." Oh," she said, "don't mind me!" Then mirth conquered arid she broke I forth suddenly into a laugh that j seemed to set the whole place aquiver | with a maslcal contagion. They both | laughed in concert, while the bull pawed the ground and sent forth a rumbling bellow of affront and chal? lenge. She was the first to recover. "You did look so funny?** she gasped. "I can believ i it, he agreed, mak? ing a vicious dab at his smudged el- j bow. "The possibilities of a motor for ! comedy are simply stupendous." She csme closer and looked curious? ly at the quiescent monster?at the steamer-trunk strapped on the carrier snd the bulging portmanteau peeping over the side of the towneau. "It It broken?" "Merely on strike, I imagine. Are ?ws far frora the villager' "About a mile and a half." 'TU hare to have It towed after me. The Immediate point ie nry traps, I wonder if there is likely to be a team passing." "I m afraid it's not too certain," an ewered the girl, and now he noted the hquid modulation, with rts slightly questioning accent, charmingly South? ern. "Thera Is no livery, hut there Is a negro who meets the train eome tlmes. I can send him rf you like." "You're very good," said Valiant, as she turned away, "and Til be enor? mously obliged. Oh?aad if yon see a white dog, dool bo frightened if he tries to follow yon. He's perfectly kind" She looked back momentarily. "He?he always follows people he likes, you see " "Thank ys," she said. The tone had now a hint?small, yet percepti? ble?of aloofness, "I'm not m the least afraid of dogs." And with a little nod, ?he swung briskly on np the Red Road. John Valiant stood staring after her tm she had paaaed from view around a curve. "Oh, glory!" he muttered. "To begin by shaking your fist at her and end by making her wonder if you aren't trying to be fresh? You poor, profane, floundering dolt?" 0 0 0 0 0 0 * e The girt walked on up the highway with a lilting stride, now and then laughing to herself, or running a few steps, occasionally stopping by some hedge to pull a leaf which she rubbed against her cheek, smelling its keen new scent, or stopping to gaze out across the orange-green belts of sun? ny wind-dimpled fields, one hand push? ing back hor mutinous hair from her brow, the other shielding her eyes. Farther on the highroad looped around a strip of young foreet, and she stnick into this for a short cut. lo the ^.epth she sat down to rest on the sun splashed roots of a tree. Leaning back against the seamed trunk, her felt hat faiien to the ground, she looked like some sea-woman emerging from an earth hued pool to comb her hair against a dappled rock. She drew back against the tree and caught her breath aa a bulldog frisked over a mossy boulder just in I'ront of her. A moment more and she had thrown herself on her knees with both arms outstretched. "Oh, yoa splendid crea? ture!" she cried, "you big. lovely white darling?" The dog seemed fn no way averse to this sensational proceeding. He re? sponded Instantly uot merely with tail wagging, but with ecstatic grunts and growls. "Where did you come frora?" Hho questioned, as his pink tongue struggled desperately to find a cheek through the whorl of coppery hair. Why, you rauat be the one 1 was told not to be afraid of." She petted and foedled the smooth Intelligent mussle. 'As If any one could be. afraid of you! We'll set your master right on that point" Smiling to herself, she pulled one of the roses from her belt, and twisting a wisp of long grass, wound it round and round the dog a nerk and throat the ragged rose-stem firmly through it. "Now,' she aald. and pushed him gently from her. go back, air!" He whined and licked her hand, but when she repested the command, he j turned obediently and left her A lit? tle way from her ho halted, with a >addea perception Of mysterious pun? ishment, shniKgod, sat. down, and tried lo reach the irksome grass-wisp with hla teeth This falling, ha rolled la? boriously in the dirt. Then he rose, cast a reproachful glance behind him. and trotted off. CHAPTER VI. Mad Anthony. Reyond the selvage of the sleepy leaf-sheltered village a cherry bor? dered lane met tho Rod Road. On Its Dim side was a clovered pawtura and ?he Wat the First to Recover. "Ye* Did Look 8e Fsnny!" beyor-d this an orchard, bounded by a tall hedge of close-clipped box which ! sepsrsted It from a broad yard where the gray-weathered roof of Romewood showed above a group of tulip and catalpa trees. On the sunny uteps a lop-eared puppy waa playing with a mottled eat. The front door was open, showing a hall where stood a grandfather*!! clock and a spindle-legged table holding a bowl of potpourri. The timepiece had landed from a sailing ressel at James? town wharf with the household goods of that English Garland who had adopted the old Middle Plantation when Dunmore was royal governor un? der George III. Framed portraits snd engravings lent tints of tarnished sil? ver, old-rose and sunset-golds?colors time-toned and reminiscent, carrying a charming sense of peaceful content, of irentleness and long tradition. The dark polished stairway had at its tum ?. square dormer-window which looked cut upon one of the rose-arbors. Down this stair, somewhat later that afternoon, came Shirley Dandrtdge, booted snd spurred, the rebellious whorls of her russet hair now as cloae lv filleted as a Greek boy's, in a short divided skirt of yew-green and a cool i white bmuse and swinging by its rib? bon a green hat whose rolling brim was caught up at one side by a crisp blue-black hawk's feather. She stopped to peer out of the dormer-window to where, under the latticed weave of bloom beside a round Iron table hold? ing a hoop of embroidery and a hook or two a lady sat reading The lady's hair waa tflrer, but not with age. It had been so for many years, refuted by the transparest skin a ad a color as soft as the cheek of an s orieot. It waa salary tn her dark eres, deep and strangely ranrmous,1 that one might see larking the som? ber spirit of passion aad of pain. Bat they were eager and brilliant wttfcei, gWlng the lie to the cane whose crook one pale delicate hand held with a clasp that somehow ootrreyad a sense of exasperate if semi-humorous re? bellion. She looked up at Shirley's voice, aad smiled brightly. "Off for your ride, dear?" "Yes. I'm going with the Chal? mers.'* "Oh, of course. Betty Page Is visit? ing them, isn't she?" Sbirloy nodded. "She came yester? day. I'll have to hurry, for I saw them from my wiudow turning into the Red Road." She waved her hand and ran li| btly down the stair and across the la vn to the orchard. 9he pulled a green apple from a bough that hung over a stone wall and with this In her hand she came close to the pasture fence and whistled a peculiar call. It was answered by a low whinny snd a soft thud of hoofs, and a golden-chestnut hunter thrust a long nose over the bars, flaring flame-lined nostrils to the touch of her j hand. She laid her cheek against the j white thoroughbred forehead and held the apple to the larger reaching lip, I with several teasing withdrawing* be? fore she gave it to its juicy crunching. ! Sho let down tbe top bar of the fence and vaulting over, ran to a ?table and presently emerging with a I saddle on her arm, whistled the horse I to her and saddled him. Then open? ing the gate, she mounted and can tered down the lane to meet tho on? coming ridei i ?a kindly-faced, middle aged man, a younger one with dark features and coal-black hair, and two girls. Chlaholm husk spurred in advance and lifted his hat. "I held up the judge. Shirley," he said, "and made him bring me along. He tells me there's a fox hunt on tomorrow; may I come?" "Pshaw! Chilly." said the judge. HI don't believe you ever got up at five o'c ock in your born days. You've learned bad habits abroad." "You'll see," he answered. "If my man Friday doesn't rout me out to? morrow, I'll be up for murder." They rode an boer, along stretches of sunny highways or on shaded bridle? paths where the horses' hoofs fell muf? fled la brown pine-needles and droop? ing branches flicked their faces. Then, by a murky way gouged with brusk gullies, across shelving fields and "turn rows" In a long detour around j Powhattan Mountain, a rough spur in the shspo of an Indian's head that wedged Itself forbiddingly between the Heids of spring corn and tobacco. ' I>o let us g.d a drink!" said Chilly Lusk. "I'm as thirsty as a cotton battlnp: camel." "All right, we'll stop," agreed tbe Judge, "and you'll have a chance to see a local lion, Hetty. This is whore Mad A id hon v lives. You must I -, have heard of nrm wnen too were hero before. He'e almoet as celebrated aa : the Reverend John Jasper of Rieh mond." Betty tapped her temple. "Whore have Ah heard of John Jasper?" "He was the author of the famous sermon on 'The Sun do Move.' He used to prove it by a bucket of water 1 that hs set beside his pulpit Saturday night. As it hadn't spilled in the morning he knew It was the earth thati stood still." Betty nodded laughingly. "Ah re- , > member now. is Mad Anthony really ! mad?" "Only harmlessly," said Shirley. 1 "He's stone blind. The negroes all 1 believe he conjures?that's voodoo, you kno? Vhey put a lot of stock j in his 'propheclsms.' He tells for tunes, too. S-sh!" she warned. "He's I [ sitting on the door-step. He' I heard ! as." The old negro had the terso of a ' black patriarch. He sat bolt upright | with long straight arms resting on his knees, and his face had that pe> | culiar expressionless immobility seen , , in Egyptian carvings. His age might have been anything, judging from his 1 face which was so seamed and crev? iced with innumerable tiny wrinkles that it moBt resembled the tortured ! glaie of some ancient bitumen pot tery unearthed from a tomb of Kor. ? j The judge dismounted, and tossing I ? Ms bridle over a fence-picket, took from his pocket a collapsible drinking j enp. "Howdy do, Anthony," he said. "We just stopped for a drink of your good water." The old negro nodded his head. "Good watab," be said in the gentle j I quavering tones of extreme age. " Yas, Marse. He'p yo'se'f. Come f'om he \ centah ob de yerf, dat watab. En dah'a j folks say de centah of de yerf is all nah. Yo' reck'n dey's right, Mara' Ohahmahs?" "Now, how the devil do you know , who I am, Anthony?" The judge set down bis cup on the well-curb. "I haven't been by here for a year." The ebony head moved slowly from side to side. "01' Ant'ny don' need no eyes," he said, touching his hand to his brow. "He see ev'ything heah." The judge beckoned to the others and they trooped inside the paling. "I've brought some other folks with me, Anthony; can yon tell who they are?" The sightless look wave-ed over them and the white head shook slow? ly. "Don' know young mars/" said the gentle voice. "How many yuddahs wld yo'? One, two? No, I don' know young mistis, eidah." "I reckon you don't need any eyes," Jhdge Chalmers laughed, as he paseed the sweet cold water to the rest. "One of these young ladies wants you to tell her fortune." The old negro dropped his head, waving his gaunt hands restlessly. The judge beckoned to Betty Page, but she shook her head with a little grimace and drew back. "You go, Shirley," aha whispered, and with a laughing glance at tho others, Shirley came and eat down oa the lowest step. Mad Anthony put out a wavering hand and touched the young body. Hie fingers strayed over the habit and went up to the curling bronee under the hat-brim. "Dis de MT mistis." he muttered, "ain* afeahd ob or Ant'ny. Dab's flab en she ain' afeahd, en dah'e watab en she ain' afeahd. Wondah whut Ah gwlne tell huh? Whut da colon ob yo' haih, honey?" "Black." put in Chilly Luik, with a vink at the others. "Black as a crow." Old Anthony's hand fell back to his knee. "Young mars' laugh at do oT man," he said, "but he don' know. Dat de colon dat buhn man ban's?de ooloh ob gol', en eyes blue like er cat-bird's aig. Dah's er man gwlne look in dem eyes, honey, en gwlne make 'em cry en cry." He raised his head sharply, his lids shut tight, and swung his arm toward the North. "Dah'a whan ha come Tom," he said, "en heah"?bis arm veered and he pointed straight toward the ragged hill behind them? "he stay." Lusk laughed noiselessly. "He's pointing to Daraory Court,*' he whia; perod to Nancy Chalmers, "the only uninhabited place within ten miles. That's as near aa he often hits it, I fancy." "Heah's whah he stay," repeated the old man. "Heap ob tr.uble wait heah fo* him too, honey,?heap ob trouble, ' heah whah li'l mistis fin' him." "Come, Anthony," said Judge Cha> I roers, laying his hand on the old man'a shoulder. "That's much too mourn i ful! Give her something nice to top off with, at least!" But Anthony paid no heed. "Gr*et trouble. Dah's fiah en she ain' afeahd, I en dah's watah en she ain' afeahd. En Ah sees yo' gwlne ter him. honey. Ah heak's de co'ot-house clock a-strikln' in de night?en yo' gwlne. Don' wait, don' wait, li'l mistis, er de trouble cloud gwlne kyah him erway f om yo' I ? ? ? When de clock strike thuh teen?when de clock strike thuh teen?" The droning voice oeased. The gaunt form became rigid. Then he started snd turned his eyes slowly about him, a vague look of anxiety on i his face. For a moment no one moved. When he spoke again it waa once more in his gentle quavering voice: "Watah? Yas, Mars', good watah. He p yo'se'f." The judge set a dollar bill on the step and weighted it with a stone, as the rest remounted. "Well, good-by, Anthony,' he said. "We're mightily obliged." He sprang into the saddle and the quartette cantered away. "My experi? ment wasn't a great success, I'm afraid, Shirley," he said ruefully. "Oh. 1 think it was splendid!" cried | i Nancy. "Do you suppose he realty be? lieves those spooky thlogt ? I declare, at the time I almost did myself. What sn odd idea?'when the cloek strikes 1 thirteen.' which, of coarse, it never does" "Don't mind, Shirley,- bantered Lusk. "When you see all 'dem trou? bles' coming, sound the alarm and we'll fly in a body to your rescue." They let their horses out for a pounding gallop which pulled down suddenly at a muffled shriek from Bet? ty Page, as her horse went into the air at sight of an automobile by the) roadside. j "Now, whose under the) canopy la that?" exclaimed Lusk. "Its stalled." said Shirley. "I passed here this afternoon when the owner was trying to start it, and I sent Uno' Jefferson as first aid to the In? jured." i "I wonder who he can be," said Nancy. "I've never seen that oar be? fore." i "Why," said Betty gaily, "Ah know! It's Mud Anthony's tronbto-fnnra, of course, come for Shirley." CHAPTER VIL Unoie Jefferson. A red rose, while ever a thing of beauty, is not invariably a joy for? ever. The white bulldog, as he plodded along the sunny highway, was sunk in dr session. Being trammeled by tbe limitations of a canine horiaon, he could not understand the whims of Adorable Ones met by the 'say, who seemed so glad to see him that they threw both arms about him, and then tied to his neck irksome colored weeds that prickled and scratched and would not be dislodged. So it was a chas? tened and shamed Chum who at length wriggled stealthily into the seat of the stranded automobile beside his master and thrust a dirty pink noae into bis palm. John Valiant lifted his band to stroke the shapely head, then drew it back with an exclamation. A thorn bad pricked his thumb. He looked "Howdy Do, AathonyHi newt down and saw the dragglod flower thrust through the twist of giaas. "Oh, pup of wonders!" he exclaimed. "Where did you get that roaeT Cham sat up and wagged his tall, for his master's tone, instead of ridicule, hold a dawning delight. Perhaps the thing had not been intended as a dis? grace, after all! With the first sight of the decora? tion Valiant had had a sudden memory of a splotch of vivid red against the belted gray-blue of a gown. He grinned appreciatively. "And I warned her," he chuckled. "Told ber not to be afraid!" He dusted the blossom pains? takingly with his handkerchief and held it to his face?a live brilliant thing, breathing musk-odors of the mid-moon of paradise. A long time he sat, while the dog dosed and yawned on the shiny eossV lon beside him. Of a sudden Chum sat up and barked in earnest. Turning bis head, his master saw ap? proaching a dilapidated hack with side lanterns like great goggles and decrepit and palsied curtains. It was drawn by a lean mustard-tinted male, t and on its front sat a colored man of I uncertain age, whose hunched vertav brae and outward-crooked arms gave him a curious expression of replete and bulbous inquiry. Abreast of the car be removed a moth-eaten cap. ""Ivenin',. sub." he said,?"evenin', eveuln'." "Howdy do," returned tbe other amiably. "Ah reck'n yo'-ll done had er brack down wid dat machine-thing dar. To4 been hyuh bout er hour, sin' yo'T" "Nearer three," said Valiant cheer? fully, "but the view's worth it" A hoarse titter came from tbe con? veyance, which gave forth lundry. ere akin gs of leather. "Huyh! Huyh! Dat's so, suh. Bat's sol Hra-m. Reck'n Ah'11 be git tin' erfbong back." He clucked to the mule and proceeded' to turn tbe vehicle round. "Hold on," cried John Valiant. *T thought you were bound in the other direction." "No, suh. Ah'm gwlne back whah I come f'om. Ah Jue' aruv out hyuh 'case Mum Shirley done met me, en she say, Unc' Jeffe'son, yo' go 'treokly out de Red Road, 'case er gamman done got stalled-ed,'" "Ob?Miss Shirley. 8he told yon. did she? What did you say bar first name was?" "Dat's huh fust name, Mkss Shirley. Yas, sab! Miss Shirley done said r me ter come en git de gemman what ?whut kinder dawg is yo' got darf** "It's a bulldog. Can you give me a lift? I've got that small trunk and?* "Bat a a right fine dawg, Miss Shir lay the mogbty fond ob dawgn, too.** -Fond of dogs, is she?" said Valiaaa.1 "I might here known it U wan nee* of ber to send you here, Uncle Jeffer? son. Ton can take me and my trap*,; 1 supr, Dee?" "?Pens on whah yw* gwlDeMr," en swered Uncle Jefferson saplenUy. ?im gomg to Domory Court" A kind of shocked surpriae that was almost stupefaction spread orer the* other's face, like oil over a pool "Damry Coot! Dot's de old Valiant! place. Ain' nobody lives dar. Ah reck'n ain' nobody lire ear far mos' er bun'erd yeans!" "The old bouse has a treat surprise coming to It," said Valiant gravely. Henceforth some one Is going to ?*>j copy It. How is It anyway?" ''Mensurin' by de coonakia ea tb'ow in' in de tail, et's erboat two mils. Ain' gwineter Uro dar yo'se'f, sah, rev yo'T* "I am for the present,** was thai rfiap answer. Uncle Jefferson stared at him a mo? ment with his month open. Than ejac? ulating under his breath To' aa ! Lawd! Wh it folks gwlne.or ear tor dat!" ha shambled to the rear of the i motor and began to unaajr the steam? er-truck. "Whut yo' gw looter do wieV dat-ai' " he asked, point'ng to the car. "Ah kin come wid 0J3 Sukey?dat's mab mule?en fetch It la de ma wa? rn'. Afn't gwineter ram ter-nhjbt no? how."? This matter bartng been arranged, they started jogging down the groom bordered road, the bulldog proapeethasji alongside. "8'pose'n de Co ot done ben sold eat yo' gwineter fix it np fo' da new ownab," baaarded Uncle Jefferson: presently. Valiant did not answer directly. , "You say the place hasn't been occu? pied for many years," he observed. "Did yon ever hear why. Uncle Jef? ferson?" "Ah done heerd," aald the other vaguely, "but Ah disremsiabaaeJ Bump'ln dat bap pan ed befo' Ah coma heah fom ol' Post-Oak Plantation. Reck'n Majah Brie tow he know erboat it, er Mia' Judith?data Miss Shlrley'a mothah. Her fathah was Qen'l Tawm Dandrtdge, en he died fo' abe wans bawn." Shir ley Dan d ridge! A high-sound? ing name, with something of loag linked culture, of arrogant herltag? In some subtle way It scorned to clothe the personality of which Va? liant had had that looting rotdsida glimpse. 1 "Reck'n yo'-all come fom New York?" inquired Undo Jefferson, after a little silence. ~Bo! Dey say det*a I ?w pow'fnl big place. But Ah reck'n.! ! -ct Rlchmon's big ernuf to' me," Ha ?clucked to the leisurely mala and added, "Ah bin tar BJchmoa' onct Yaa, anh! Ah nerah eee sech house* ?mos' all bigger n de county oo'ca house." John Valiant etxmeaeed a somewhat absent Interest Be waa looking* thoughtfully at tho blossom In ban band, in aa absorption through which, CHAPTER VHL j What Happened Thirty Yearn A#*J Whan Shirley came acres* the lawn at Rosewood. Major htootagoe Briatow sat under the arbor talking to ham mother. I The major was isassen framed, with a strong jaw and a rubicund, complexion?the sort that might he supposed to bare attained the utmost benefit to be conferred by a 000 a is* ent Indulgence in mint-julep*. Hie blue eyes were piercing and arched, with brows like sable rainbows, at variance with baa hoary iron-gray hair and imperial. Hie head waa leonine and he looked like a king who baa humbled his enemy, ft may be added that hie linen was fine and immacu? late, hi* black strtnt-tle rajecermly tie* I and a pair of goM-rtmmed eye glaaaesa swung by a flat black cord sjmlrsat ata white wtaataoat, ?- ?_.. j (To be Continued.) Relieved. Editor?There la a ?amao+i* about rour poetry, I regret to *ay. Magazine Poet (hastily)?What? Editor?A sameness. Magazine Poet?Oh! That'* better. I .nought you said eaneness!?Puck. Chineio Settlement in Paris. Paris now haa a Chinese settlement, which is both law-abiding and pic? turesque. Tho first families arrived a year ago, and now one hotel she! ttrs fifty- hree Chinese in five rooms. The men are mostly engaged in ma? king toys, which the women and child? ren sell throughout the city. Prloe of Art The Artist?No; It cant be dona My tariff for landscape cows la Is Sd apiece; double fees If shown standing In water on account of the reflection. However, If you like to have 'em on the bank in long grass so thst their Vag? don't show and only tho tops of their backs are reflected. I daresay I could run you in half a dozen for thir? ty bob.?Sketch. Two tides to the Shield. The Cineinasti Enquirer says thai married men live longer than bachel? ors because it is so easy for the for* mer to increase their pleasures WI reef taker swike s streak of luck they ??8*1) f*i a a iss a a bachelors because! they add their wife a joy to theha own A aophlatical argument, whlohj sounds well enough aa long as yoai suppress the *aot that bad lech goeaj doable, toe. '