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5 One Eleanor? 8 | And Another ? 4 By "Hit a K.e!Icy X O Coj>i/rt<jhf, lffoi, hu Ilitti KelUu O lioyd Thompson was putting in his second day at the St. Louis exposition, liven though he had seen the wonders of two continents since leaving college, ho was a little awed, even oppressed, by the very tremendous amount of ingenuity and beauty spread before him. Lie stopped at the end of the Grand basin and. pushing back his straw hat from his handsome dark face, drew out ins luiiaecu |iuncn ana careruny roiled a cigarette. The air was sizzling. The hum beat down 011 the immensity of white buildings and sparkled maddeningly in the folds of the cascade and tlie ripples in the wake of the gondolas as they darted to and fro. He was telling himself that all this was too much for one man to see alone. lie blow out a wreath of smoke and looked disinterestedly at the passing throng. Yes. if he did not run across some one he knew before night he was going to pull out for home. lie strolled toward the main entrance ami stopped to admire an extremely pretty girl in cool green linen standing by one of the pillars of the Liberal Arts building. "By Jove!" he said as he made a wide detour behind her and caiue around at the other side. "1 know that girl. Hang it! What's her name?" He walked slowly past her again. She was absorbed in a scrutiny of the Triumphal causeway. I low refreshingly cool she was in that green dross! Her hair gleamed gold in the sun. That was just the trouble?her hair! If it were only brown! Itoyd ran over the names of all the blonds he had known. Bertha Semple. Caroline French? Bah! They had been fat and pudgy. lie doubled on his steps and strolled back nonchalantly, his hands thrust deep in his pockets. But wasn't she a princess! lie tried to smooth out the pucker in his brow and look pleasant. iiiiiij; 11 an. one was as nmcii aiunc as he was. ami she would be gone in a moment. His mind raced frantically among the girls of two continents in search of the missing name. "If she just had brown hair, now," he said, staring at her unmistakably cold curls. Suddenly lie realized that he was standing stock still and the brown eyes of the girl in the green dress had swept from the Triumphal causeway and were looking into his with ill concealed amusement. Instantly his face cleared. lie swept off his hat with a charming bow and went to Jmg. "Miss Haskell?" he said, holding out his hand. "Miss Kleanor Haskell?" She looked at him amazed, but at sound of the name she smiled, too, Questionincly. "I fear you have the better of tue, though," she said as he took her hand, "you are'""Itoyd Thompson. yes. of Northwestern," he liuished for her. "Oh. I don't remember." She passed one slim hand over her brow and locked embarrassed. "Hut I've sure enoiig i been to Northwestern." she said, flashing a smile at him, "and," triumphantly, "yes. I remember your fare." "One's memory for names is often tickle. Why. do you know. I had the deuce of a time recalling yours just now. and I was afraid every minute you'd take a notion to go before T could get it by the tail feathers, so to speak. Hut I did, you see. and I always remember faces." lie leaned over and smiled down at her. "Are you on- ( Joying the show?" he asked sweetly. "Yes. but it's too overwhelming to enjoy alone, and my friends are not due for a veek or (en days, so I've decided to g<> home. I was just taking a farewell :ook as you came along." "Con e. now, that's jolly. I'm in the saute x. What do you say to doing the fr.ir in partnership?" And so it was dually arranged. Later in the evening as he left her at the Hotel Napoleon Honnpnrte he said, coming a step nearer: "You'll forgive me for staring at you so hard? I Just couldn't remember your name on the instant." Yes, of course!" she laughed, "because. do you know. I haven't been able really to place you yet, though I remember your name and your face perfectly." "Well, we're even," be called back, and, thrusting ids hands in bis pockets, ho sauntered toward (lie lobby. Strange he should have thought she had ordinary brown hair, he said to himself, when this particular shade of gold was the prettiest thing for hair he had over S'-i-n. Blondlne? 11<? threw awny his cigarette. Kin; wasn't that kind. He thought of the few times lie had seen her at armory parties and remembered that she danced divinely. Ho had not known her well, and site was a trump for not thinking liim pre sumptuous speaking to her now. As he picked his way through the erowded lobby he saw all around him slen letgirls in green dresses pulling gold hair nway from their faces with a pretty movement of their hands. * #*?# They were sitting at the end of the Grand basin some nights later, a little hack from the balustrade overlooking the water. Boyd was speaking as lie slowly rolled a cigarette. "Do you know. I am amazed to think how mistaken I was about you." "I'm sorry to have disappointed you." she said "Bat you didn't. That's Just the point." He leaped orer suddenly, and hflTYm* twfis on ? atfV "And to think I missed nil that good time because I was fool enough to be afraid of you!" "Wlint pood time?" she asked quickly "Why, knowing you better before, don't you see? You're the jolliest girl I've seen for a long time. If you had thrown me over that day at the Liberal Arts building 1 never should have really known you probably. I'm glad you didn't. And the reason I couldn't think of your name was because I thought you should have brown hair instead of 'from all sure gold,'" he laughed. Site sat up straight with a start. "Oh!" "Why, what is it?" he asked solicitously. "What's the trouble?" "Nothing. .My feet just hurt from walking so much. 1 have blisters on both niy heels." Itoyd looked grieved at this announcement. "Why didn't you say so? I wouldn't have kept you going so much. If you'll forgive me I'll promise to do better." "Thank you. 1'ossibiy I shall not have to bother you any more. My friends come in the morning." Iler voice was icy. "And you are going to dismiss me like this? Why, we haven't seeu a third of the show. I thought I was to guide the whole party." I "Thank you. 1 can manage very well. My cousin, for one. is unite capable of taking care of herself. She has been to Northwestern and?she has brown hair." j "Kleanor Haskell? What do you mean?" "Yes, that's her name too. I might have known we looked alike, but nobody ever said so before. People are | always falling in love with her ami coming to mo to he pitied. I hate her; I hate everybody, and I'm not going to have you hanging around like all the rest worshiping her and pouring your troubles into my ear. Heavens, there she is now! tlo to her. 1 caii get a car by myself!" She \\a> tired and unstrung. i Iioyil turned and saw the original .Miss Kleanor Ilaskcll?the one he had met before standing not ten paces away. She stood apart from her party of friends, looking over the balustrade at the gondoliers wielding thin, flashing poles. He shrank farther back into the shadow of the shrubbery. She was tall, stately and dark as of old, and the peculiar feeling of mingled admiration and fear came back to him. Neither he nor the girl beside him stirred. lie felt sure she was watching him, and he waited. The party called to the dark girl, and she finally turned away. They heard her say calmly, unemotionally: "Yes, it is rather good. I'm glad we got the night view first. Do you suppose there is any chance of our finding Kleanor?" ^ The two on the settee in llyytfuadow , wc.l'c?inotionlcss jjs. tA'.'A 7?voup passed by, not nolTcnTg the young people sent... 1 I *1.~ -.1 > j v*? vi^v i in iiiu miituuw. Wlion they wen? well out of hearing Boyd leaned over suddenly, letting his cigarette drop between his feet. "I have much to thank your cousin i for," he said slowly, "for without her I should not have known you." lie j stopped and picked up a bit of gravel from the path. "And without her advent here tonight I should not have dared to tell you for some time that I love you." The girl beside him moved away just j a tritle. "You will think me an unutterable : end for saying this, hut it seems necessary to speak or lose you, and I don't want to do that. If you don't care for ( inr please believe that I am sincere." After a pause. "I?o you*'" "What?" "Believe I moan it?" "Yes." Another and a longer pause. "I?o you?" "What?" "Kr?er?care for me?" "Maybe!" Tlie Greatest Trrnaare. Recently a gentleman entered a prominent bank in Rerlin and said to the cashier: "I understand that you take charge of title deeds, jewelry and other treasures, and as I am about to start for America and will be absent for some time I wish to place in your hands something very valuable and which if lost could not be replaced." "All right, sir," was the reply. "Bring it In-re whenever you please." "Aiul will you take the greatest possible care of it?" asked the gentleman. "In our hands it will l>e perfectly safe," answered the cashier, "for It will be placed in a box In our vault, which no burglar can enter." "Oh, that wouldn't do at nil," exclaimed the gentleman, "for It would die without fresh air." "Fresh air?" cried the astonished cashier. Then, recovering his usual Self possession, he asked, "What is the treasure which you intend to place in our charge?" "My wife," replied the gentleman, with a smile.?New York Herald. Hot Watrr nn n Care. No domestic remedy can equal hot water in cases of congestion of the lungs, rheumatism or sore throat if tried promptly and thoroughly. An acute attack of croup will be usually relieved in ten minutes If a towel or strip of flannel folded lengthwise and dinned Into lint water tlm,, ain.ioi., wrung out. be placed around tlie neck of the sufferer and covered ho as to retain the heat. The same placed over the seat of pain will In most cases I'ticklv give relief In neuralgia and lootliache and laid over the stomach nets like magic In attacks of colic. Headache almost always yields to the simultaneous application of hot wn fey to <be WA Of tbe dmk 4MJU to the ' f; Humor and Philosophy By DUNCAN M. SMITH 4 4 Copyright, 1904, by Duncan M. Smith. DANGER IN THE KISS. Professors extra wise declare That danger lurks in kissing. Dear reader, you arc not aware Of what you have been missing. If after kissing some sweet pet Disease docs not pursue you It seems you really do not get All that Is coming to you. For microbes roost on rosy lips, Germs that arc over ready. According to the latest tips, To bite the lady's steady. If they can only get him lured Within the zone of danger, Before the doctor says he's cured He'll wish he'd been a stranger. It really seems a measly trick. Almost too mean to mention. Just when a fellow's getting thick And paying her attention. That when lie plants a loving kiss To help him in Ills wooing There should turn up a germ like this To add to his undoing. But to a couple young and gay Such talk as this seems silly. And not a thing to bring dismay To Mary Ann and Willie. A smack that's clinging, sweet and warm Will supplement their glances. And though a million microbes swarm They'll bravely take their chances. The Dying Year. How inexpressibly sad and solemn to witness the dying of the year! The (lowers fade, the leaves fall to earth and the erstwhile festive mosquito throws a couple of fits, turns lip his toes and is no more. Nature sleeps after its supreme effort; the sail eyed Uine stand around and chew their cud as industriously as though it were the rag and mourn over their lost pastures, while their conscience twitches as they watch the milkman work away at the pump to make up the shortage. But that is not the saddest part by half. Just around the corner up some dark and iiil'rcquentcd alley tlie coal man lurks to take what is left of your summer savfngs, the wind whistles mournfully down the pike in ragtime strains, and you feel in your lower left vest pocket to see if the pawn ticket for your overcoat is still there. On top of all this Clrristmas is coming, and every last nephew, niece and fortysecond cousin will expect an expensive present in exchange for a It cent necktie or a cheery Christmas card. Truly it is to weep! Seasonable. "When the frost it on the pumpkin ^ XgX And t^ic fodder's ? - In -the slioek " We c u n <1 o z o W throughout die 1 \ l I ~ morning. ^ .A Jk I All unmindful of AiKr J the clock, I ^ And may dream of Uy,,^ pleasure coming In the good time by and by, When the J'rusUng's on the cup cake. And the pumpkin's In the pie. Really the Wisest. "You know Solomon" was the w-sest man who over lived." "I know nothing of the sort. lie couldn't hold a candle to my wife'n lirst husband." Con See Them, That love is blind you often hear. And yet its sight Is very clear And not a bit of trouble gives In finding where the preacher lives. PERT PARAGRAPHS. I The man who is dunued too frequently feels all undone. There is spine talk of lengthening the president's term, when really it should be shortened to about forty minutes to give all of tlie good boys who start out after the job a chance to laud it. It isn't fair to judge a dog by the company be keeps, lie is not responsible for bis ownership. The man who thinks that every youth should sow a few acres of wild oats gets over that notion as soon as he has boj-s of his own. In some villages the yellow peril consists largely of yellow clog. When a man is In love with himself It Is useless for rivals to try to wiu his affections. Before watches were invented, every man in the country thought he Jiad a two minute horse. There is nothing quite so useless a check book with no money in tl >e bank. A small woman has been known ttP so chasten and subdue a big man that he had to be identilled before his mother would own him. Never look a gift horse pistol In themouth until you have examined the load. Before tbo census is taken thu Inhabitants of an ambitious city should eat encumbers. That wouM doutfto them ^ < i V ? -J V ^ MAN AND THE HORSE. Anlmnl Conquest Marked One of the Epoetin In Civilization. The conquest of the horse by man ami its final utilization for all pur- ' poses which are discharged by steam and electricity today marked one of j the great turning points in the history j of civilization. In the great eartii and sand preglacial deposits of Europe the true wild horse is as widespread, though not as varied, as in America. It is not at this stage associated with the remains of man, because no preglacial man except the pithecanthropus or trinil man of Java has been found. In the Interglacial or postglacial period the remains of mnn and the horse are lirst found together. The first association occurs in the middle of the paleolithic or rough implement period. The discovery of all the possible uses of the horse came very gradually, however, for there is abundant proof that man first hunted and ate, then drove and finally rode the animal. The prevailing drawings of the paleolithic horse represent him as liog maned, with no forelock to conceal the low bred Roman nose. A second type in the Mouthe cave, a bearded horse with long, bristling mane, long ears and convex forehead, is regarded by M. Riviere as another species. But it is not clear to my mind that these drawings represent more than the summer and winter coats of the same animal. Resides these Roman nosed types, to which Ewart traces the modern cart horse, there are others with small heads and flat noses, which Ewart associates witlj the Celtic pony and possibly with the origin of the thoroughbred. Other cave drawings, reproduced by M. Capitan, leave little doubt that the ass was known in Europe. It is also certain from abundant evidence in the caves of France that there was a larger horse toward the south perhaps, while the smaller breeds may have frequented the colder northern regions.?Century. POINTED PARAGRAPHS. Forgiveness is a very poor foundation for friendship. Going visiting is like borrowing from the neighbors?you have to pay back. Which would be wiser for a man past fifty to do?marry a trained nurse or a good cook V There is need of a never-fiiul-faultwitli-your-nieals club. Digestion would be better and the family happier. If a secret is kept a secret this is one sign that it was not considered Important enough to tell. One tiling about an idle woman? She docs 1101 biu'ud on the street and bore people with her "views," as an idle man docs. Speaking of superfluous words, is it necessary to say In telling that a woman has gone visiting that she is visiting "friendsV"?Atchison Globe. To the Point. The late General Uussell Hastings served with distinction in the civil war, and his wartime reminiscences were amusing. lie was describing one day a time when the soldiers' pay had been in arrears. "A young westerner, full of braggadocio," he said, "walked up to his captain during the temporary trouble, saluted and said sternly: " 'Three words with you, cap.' "'Well.' said the contain, 'what aro they ?' " 'Money or discharge.' "The captain smiled grimly. "'Four with you.' he said. " Well?* " 'Neither one nor t'other.' "?New York Tribune. Old Time Controveraien. Old time controversies were often vigorous in language. In a controversy with Milton concerning the divine l right of kings Salmasius called his opi ponent a puny piece of a man, n homunculus, a dwarf not having a human figure, a bloodless being, a creaI ture of skin and hones, a contemptible ! pedagogue flt only to flog boys, a rhinoceros. a hangdog looking fellow. The great English poet not only answered In kind, but entered into an extensive correspondence with people in Hollnnd to obtain petty gossip and scandalous anecdotes concerning his opponent. Married Men I.lve LoiiKer. Mortality among bachelors from the age of thirty to forty-five is 27 per cent. while rtinonir ninrried men of the anine ago it is 18 per cent. For forty-one bachelors who attain the age of forty years there are seventy-eight married men who attain the same age. The difference is still more striking in persons of advanced age. At sixty years of age there remnin but twenty-two bachelors for forty-eight married men, at seventy eleven bachelors for twentyseven married men and nt eighty three bachelors for nine married men. SnK? t'oantrl. "You want a piece er edvice fer yo' lifetime?" "I Bho' does." "Well, den, don't ever try ter whip de devil roun' de stump. Yo' cloze is boun' tor ketch lire, en you'll burn up befo' yo' time!"?Atlanta Constitution Fatal Blander. "He is gone!" she walled. "lie is gone forever!" "Don't he downcast," her friend 11 urged, "nc may come back." "No. no; I shall never see him again "I gave up the letters he had written to me."?Chicago Record-Herald. Had Her Appetite. Harry?Molly, you look good enougli to eat. Molly?All you have to do is ask me to dine. I'll do the eating all | The Eyew of 3 ? Cupid I 2 Hy K.EITH COHBOA 2 O CopuriQht, 1901,, by Mary McKcon O "Give lue a sensible girl," said Billy as he unconsciously began to respond to Mrs. Jack's artful promptings of the last half hour, which had, however, been so deftly administered that he did not so much as suspect that he was being pumped dry on the subject of his ideal woman. "Give me a girl with no nonsense about her." lie paused impressively and-stared dreamily into the haze of blue smoke that surrounded them as if striving to call his ideal clearly up before his mind's eye. "Venus do Milo waist and common sense shoes V" suggested Mrs. Jack, who for reasons of her own wished to get the outer semblance of Billy's Ideal woman clearly impressed upon her memory. Billy's glare withdrew itself from the shadowy haze and rested upon his friend's wife. For a brief moment his taste wavered, deflected by the bewitching thinness of her daintily shod foot, which had nil apologetic air of being more ornameutal than useful. Then be reverted sternly to Ills Ideal once more. "Er?yes," be began?"that is, If it is necessary," be added weakly, finding bis companion's appearance fatally antagonistic to bis theories. As sbe bad explained to her husband while dressing for dinner that evening, sbe felt responsible for Billy, and, though the former bad assured her that Billy was a "liusky brute" and could take care of bimsclf, sbe bad not been convinced. "I took you away from him," sbe had argued with soft persistence, "and of course be must be awfully lonely up there In the old rooms. It isn't as if be bad you." sbe bad ended, with on inflection tluit bad caused her husband, who was at the moment deftly manipulating bis hairbrushes, to flash * half humorous glance at his image In the mirror and then cross the room to her side. With an orange wood stick in one hand and the linger tips of the other rosy with pomade, sbe had reached up and recklessly pulled bis head down beside her own. Temporarily the lonely Billy bad been forgotten. Then the very excess of their happiness had made her heart smite her. "It must be awfully lonely for him," she had resumed as if their conversation bad received 110 Interruption, "and since it's all my fault I feel as if I ought to find him a wife." Now, encouraged by Mrs. Jack's sympathetic, questioning eyes, Billy rambled on, explaining that, though be was not a marrying man, there were moments when he hoped that some time he might have a hearth of bis own, etc. Though apparently listening with sweet interest, his hostess was In reality reviewing the list of her friends in search of the possible girl. One by one they seemed to pass before her, a smiling, teasing procession of blonds nnd brunettes. But none nf t linm ulin UAnlSrrnd vtrifli u/imn /1(o appointment, could exactly be describ ed as a "girl with no nonsense about her," and from the fervor of Bllly't convictions It was apparent that nt other need apply. Then, Just as two worried lines ol thought began to appear on her smooth forehead and as Billy was winding uf with, "You see how It Is, Mrs. Jackthe girls of today are too brilliant and worldly for a humdrum fellow llk< me!" the face of Virginia Blair nros< before her, and the lines disappeared In the radiance of a bright, assured smile. "She certainly is good looking in r dreadfully noble manner," the yount matchmaker thought to herself as sh< revolved schemes for bringing the tw< together, "but I suppose Billy admire: that type. And she doesn't pinch bei feet or her waist. Obviously she wai made for Billy." At the dinner party which she gav< soon after for that particular thougl unexpressed purpose of bringing then together Billy took Miss Blair out. Sla was u tall, handsome girl, with dark serious eyes and smooth, heavy hair Before the first course had disappear?* Billy had discovered that she and lib took each other seriously, and he ha( an uncomfortable feeling when he serious gaze fell upon him that li was n trivial soft of fellow after all When she asked for his views upoi municipal reform, he was sure of i< Ho was as confused and nonplused a ii ii ciiiiury mm nun suddenly DegUl to bark. For years lie remembered that din ner with a sort of horror. He am Miss Blair, It seemed to him afterward bad worked like galley slaves, discuss ing all the knotty problems of the dnj Around them were lightness, gayet; i and laughter, especially on tho othc side of the table, where Tessie Lorinf who was the very embodiment of fen lnlne frivolity, bubbled and dimple and cast languishing glances about hei i Mrs. Jack had often wondered whett er there would be anything left o I Tesslo should the dainty gown, liati shoes and veils be swept away, for sh seemed nothing more than a spirl ? born of n collection of filmy garment! "Swish of silk, llutter of lace, odo of violets, flash of eyes and teeth &B. eternal chatter!" Mrs. .Tack summed It i ungrnoionslv as she keenly note i Billy's wandering glances. "What pot i sensed me to Include her lu u party fa 1* ? A uaa who lUNjjfy lble girls! I can sec that he's growing so disgusted that he wants to escape \ the entire sex." And with a shade of suppressed annoyance she rose, formulating an intention to keep Tessie as far as possible from Mr. Staunton for the rest of the evening. It seemed, therefore, almost too unfortunate that the two should happen to meet again at her house late one afternoon of the following week, having been moved to make their bread * and butter cull ut the same hour of the same day. Tessie was at her best?or worst? and rattled away in the patois of society in a manner thut would have been appalling had it been less picturesque. Billy's face was a study, but whatever his thoughts were his attention was unmistakable. Not one of ^ Tessie's glances?sometimes merry, sometimes coquettish and sometimes y brimming with a babyish sweetness , intended to make him feel how big and strong and different he was?failed of its mark. Tessie did not know much, but thnt what she knew she knew remarkably well was slowly borne in upon Mrs. Jack during that half hour. When the distant thud of the front door at last proclaimed her departure from the premises Billy, who had outstayed her, burst into an uncontrollable guffaw, in which his hostess Joined him somewhat ruefully. But the outburst was not followed by any of the caustic remarks that might have been expected from a bachelor of his views and standing. On the contrary, a genial, amused gleam lingered In his eyes, the amusement of a grownup with a dainty, foolish, attractive child. "Tessie is such a silly little thing," observed Mrs. Jack apologetically, ^ "you mustn't mind her." ^ "Mind her!" ejaculated her visitor warmly. "I should say not! She's freat!" And he chuckled reminiseent!y. But on the subject of Miss Blair Mrs. Jack found him unresponsive. "Do you suppose lie's Interested and doesn't want to show it?" she demanded of Jack, that fountain of wisdom, at the dinner table. "Because Virginia's precisely the sort of girl he pretends to admire. Now that I've found his ideal for him he doesn't seem to appreciate Ivor." ! ller husband laughed at the chagrin in her voice. "If he doesn't fall in love with the lady we've provided"? "According to his plans and specifications," giggled his wife. "According to his own plans and specifications?why, I'll punoh his head." But in spite of his opportunities Billy remained cold to the charms of the sensible Miss Blair. In time Mrs. Jack noticed that It became increasingly difficult to throw them together. Billy simply would not be thrown. "Provide a man with what he pretends to like and he immediately finds out that he doesn't want It," abe reflected, with justifiable cynicism. "He says he likes sensible girls, but he won't look at Virginia, though he will hover about that little idiot, Tessie 1 Loring, like a moth ubout a flame." And indeed there was plenty of foun1 datlon for her statement Far from causing Billy to take to the woods, as | Mrs. Jack had feared she might, Tessie seemed to exercise some subtle In1 fiuence over him. The two were for1 ever meeting, both at Mrs. Jack's and elsewhere, by the merest chance, of - course. And it was noticeable as time went on that, though they arrived separately, they invariably left together. A month later he came to tell her 1 of their engagement. ' "A good many persons misjudge Tessie," he began, as if he felt that she might be one of the number, "but In ' reality she is one of the most sensible ^ ' little girls in the world." > ii?: Hiiiu mucu more, ana Airs. Jactt, swallowing hard, accepted It all, agreeing with him at every point. But when she was alone again she laughed until the tears streamed down her cheek*, and thus her husbnnd found her. "What under the heavens?" he inquired, but he got no further. "Billy's going to marry Teule Lorlug!" she announced breathlessly. "He says she is so sensible!" Jack gave n low, Incredulous whistle. , "Talk about love being blind!" he blurted out at last. "Why, love hae an X ray eye! Nothing short of an /" X ray could see nnythlng sensible in V Tessle." 9 And lie thrust his hands in his pock ? vio ttuu lunrwi wiiu ut'r. ' Suvrd Ills DlKBltr> e One of the chief men In the early his1 tory of Weston, Mass., was Francis r Fullnm, commonly known as Bqulra 9 Fnllam. He was Justice of the peace ' a ud one of the pillars of the church 3 and on Sundays always sat with his eyes llxed upon the minister as if eon* scions of being a worthy example te 3 the rest of the congregation. One Sabbath morning during Parson Woedi ward's sermon an old colored woman [1 In the gallery fell asleep and tumbled l> off the bench to the floor, making a i- loud noise. Squire Fullam, who waa rather deaf, knew that something Das' usual had occurred, and, feeling the r dignity of his position as Justice of the h pence, he rose to his feet and called i- out: 3 "Stop, reverend sir!" ' Mr. Woodward ceased speaking, and I i- the old squire said In stentorian tonea: f "If any one has discharged a gun In Hh h this meeting house, let him be brought fi hof/M*A m n ^AmAiwaw ma ? a a ? wvavi v UIV VVUlVtiUTT U1VI IUU|| BV W It o'clock." ?. Borne one explained to him the cause f of the disturbance, and he added: J d "If what I thought bad happened. P what I said wn? right. Proceed, rarerd end sir." h Thereupon Mr. Woodward resumed r hla discourse, and the sendee proceed* \ P a* ^ ^ J