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'I*: • THE UPPER DES MOlNES, ALGONA, IOM A WEPMSDAY, MAUCH 18.1891. AYERLAND BY MABtE SAHAH BBIOHAM. I aft. ••yes, i remember It very well. So you were going to carry out that plan if we had remained in America a year?" he asked of Lady Irving. "Most decidedly, my Lord," she said, making him a mocking courtesy. "Then I am thankful for that telegram." "So am I, for now that the day is set. I have enough to do to get ready to receive Lady Waverland at her new home," I said. "I claim the right to keep Cousin Stella as my guest until that time," said Melvorne. "No, I have a prior right to her for my companion," said Lady Irving. After some debating Lady Irving won her point nnd Stella was to remain at Silver Dell until after the wedding. The voyage was a most delightful one, yet we were glad when it was ended and we were quietly seated in Lady Irvhig's spacious dining room. She had earnestly insisted that the first evening of our homecoming should be passed together at her home. Silver Dell is beautifully .located on the Upper Thames not far from London. It is a grand old mansion, perfect in all its appointments. It is always ready to receive its noble mistress and all her guests. After dinner we spent a few hours talking over our plan for the future. It was agreed that Melvorne should attend to t he business which had called him homo and then we were all to visit Raven's Park together. "Come- Loyd," said Melvorne, "you are to be my guest while yon remain in Eng' land." "Thanks," I said. "I was dreading a lonely lodging after so much pleasant company." tyF It was late when we reached Blue Ridge, hut tlie great, mansion was- brilliantly lighted. Lady llortense had a guy pau-y about her. The following day we ran down to the city, and while Melvorne was attending to business I was traveling over again, in imagination, tho mountains and glens of Colorado with Stella and Lady Irving. When Melvorne returned we decided to visit Raven's Park the following day. "Wo almost need our business manager to keep us posted on the day's proceedings, said Melvorne. "I wonder where the Lollards are now," said Lady Irving. "Sonic time I am going back to finish tlie tour your telegram i-.ut short." "I am going too," suid Stella. "I am not satisfied with our short stay in the new world." arter nnouicr rr.ini us tun m-cu.-tiimi'ti place and read with an aching heart the dear nama now forg.itten save liy n few. Tears fell on the open paiie as she looked upon the wntiivj: of the hand that had been her gnids from infancy. I longed to comfort her. a--, she stood there with the memory of a fond IV.ther's, kind, protect- iuff love so fresh in her thoughts. I went to her, nnd placing my arm about her waist remained silent. "To think," she said, "that after all these years they are hero to give me a welcome home. It seems like almost seeing my father to be among his books nnd see his own writing!" "There is comfort in the silent messages," I said, as she stood reading from the margin of an old book. Then, ns though speaking to herself alone she said: "O. Inrliifr father, fond find true Kneh silent book enn speak Tor you. And with mi eloquence most vnro. Hemind mo of your tender euro. CHAPTER XXII.—BUSV DAYS. "We drove to the depot as arranged, ready for a visit to Raven's Park. It was a delightful day. Every blade and leaf quivered with the gentle breeze, and in the air was a hazy light very different from the wonderful blue of a Colorado sky. ' About noon we reached the mansion, which through Melvorne's generosity, was now the property of Miss Stella Everett, grand-daughter of the earl of York. it had been built in tho olden days when British peers were fond of palatial mansions. It stood in a park surrounded by a royal forest. As we walked tip the avenue lined with majestic oaks and lindens, Stella said: "Then this was the childhood home of my simple, loving father, who never gave me a hint that he belonged to tlio English nobility. Pie was content to live a life of usefulness among the humble tenant people," and tears rolled clown her cheeks from thinking of tlie past. "Yes, cousin, this was his childhood home," said Melvorne. "It was almost my home too. I have passed many happy hours hero with my grandfather. He never tired talking of Charlie, lie was his father's pride and joy until, in a moment of passion, that father had disowned his son and sent him away, henceforth to be a stranger from his home. I was the only one that my grandfather would permit to mention Charlie's name in his presence. I was : so small when Uncle Charlie left home that I cannot remember anything about him. But I believe my grandfather was always sorry for his hasty action, and if it had not been for his ungovernable pride, he would have called him back." "I fear you may regret your hasty action, Cousin James," said Stella. "I shall never regret that; but I would like to add a clause to the transfer," said Melvorne. "What would it bo?" asked Stella. "That this shall be your Winter home, as it is near to Bine Ridge." "I will grant your request," said Stella, offering him her hand as a pledge for its fulfillment. Then she turned to me, say; r : ing: "You agree with me in keeping this M promise?" "Most surely! I could not help agreeing to live in such a beautiful place," I said, putting her hand upon my arm, as we started to leave the fountain, where Lady Irving had been watching the little iishes, while we had been talking. As we entered the hall Lady 1 rving said: . "I think Stella and I might command quite a large circle of friends who would add much pleasure and enjoyment to all these line arrangements." "I am only too anxious to introduce the Duchess of Melvorne to a large circle of friends," said Melvorne. Stella remained silent as we entered and passed through tlie old hall. What a grand place it is! Just the home for my darling, I thought. Pictures of ancestors for many generations hung on the walls of the long gallery; and, us we were passing along Melvorno stepped to one and paused. "This," he said, with reverence, "was Sir Edward, our grandfather." Stella looked for some moments at the stalely form with snow white hair und beard"and bright bine eyes. "My father had those clear blue eyes and a'broad smooth brow, but the expression of his mouth was not, so hard and proud," said Stella as she moved away. "This was my mother's room, "said Melvorne, leading the way into another apartment. Tlie room was trimmed in bine and white. The ground work of llie carpet, the curtains "and all the drapery of the room was blue, while delicate vines and leaves were traced in white. Every thing about the room was in accord with the most perfect taste. "This was your father's," said Melvorne, opening a door down tlie hall. Here, rich, dark tints gave a warm glow to the room. "And these were his books when a school-boy," he continued, opening the doors of a bookcase. Stella went to the open case and with a der sadness on her face took one book Then, as though some unseen comforter had been near. Stella closed the doors ot the. bookcase with a gentle touch as though she felt that it was conscious of her love. Then we left the room and joined Lady Irving and Melvorne in the school room. Broken toys and torn books still told of children's wayward ways. But now, alas, how changed, as Longfellow so beautifully pictures life in the liner.: "All tliintrs must clmiiiro To soniethlnj!: new. to something strung*: Nothing tli'ut Is enn pnuBC or stuy, TOD soon to-dny be yesterday. llohinil us In our pntli we cnst Tho broken put shreds of the |inst. And nil live ground In itnst ut Iii3t, And trodden Into ciiiy. It -was a day of mingled joy and sadness for Stella. To her, this new revelation of her father's early life was a source of infinite pleasure, but it was mingled with regret because of her great Ions in his death. With Melvorne the past was full of pre- cions memories, and with thoughtful kindness he anticipated Stella's slightest wish. After lunch and a ramble over tho velvety lawn and through the fragrant park, wo'returned to the city. In the evening papers we read the announcement of our arrival and they also gave a lengthy description of (> double wedding soon lo take place. When we parted that evening I bade Stella good-night, saying. "Good-bye, my darling, when we meet again I shall claim yon as my own. No more separations then. It, is only for a short time, still it looks long and tedious. Yon will write to me often, Stella, dour?" I asked, as I held her to my heart in a close embrace. "Yes, Loyd, I will write often, for letters help to make time pass more quickly. But 1 hate to let you go," she said clinging to my arm. "You know I must go to make Wavor- land ready for its illustrious little mistress!"' "Dear old Waverland, I shall soon see it once morel Kiss Myrtle for me. Bring her with you when " then she paused as though afraid to say more. "Yes, dearest, I will bring her with me when I come to claim my bright, my bonny bride," 1 said, giving her a parting embrace. It was a beautiful morning when 1 reached AVavorland. 1 immediately set men to work repairing the place. The lodge at tlie gate 1 had taken down and set workmen to rebuilding it after the plan of one I hud seen in Colorado. I had tho lawn mowed, the walks re-graveled, the trees and shrubs trimmed and tlie old fountain once more gurgled forth its glee in silvery sprays. The sound of saw and hammer made music to my heart from every quarter, for 1 was preparing to receive my fairy star—niy Stella! The next day after my return I rode over to Sir Wren's to get Myrtle. When I came up the avenue 1 saw her in the poultry yard feeding the chickens, ducks and pigeons. The pigeons were Hying about her, some of them even alighting on her head and shoulders. What a picture of innocence and trust the group formed. Myrtle, with her sunny curls floating about her neck and shoulders, her rosy cheeks and laughing eyes and surrounded by the contented flock feeding from her gentle hands. But when she heard the horse's hoofs on the hard walk she turned, and seeing me, down went the little apron full of seeds and she came running toward me. The pigeons flew away in alarm, the clucks waddled o(V with a quack, quack, and the turkeys gobbled their disgust at being disturbed at meal time. "O Loyd!" cried Myrtle, putting her arms about my neck as soon as I had dismounted, "have you come for me?" "Yon are very happy hero I see," I .said, •taking her in my arms. "I have had such a nice time. But do yon want me to go home?" she asked, as though afraid of offending mo. "Yes I want yoirhome if yon are ready to go. Where is Annie?" "She is in the house," said Myrtle, running on to tell the news. As she opened the drawing room door she exclaimed, "O Annie, Loyd has come!" I had followed her into the room whore Annie lay upon a sofa. She seemed but a shadow of her own happy self. "Why, Annie," I said, going to her, "are von ill?" "JNo," she said with a languid sign. "But i am not, very strong this summer. Pupa says ho is going to take me to Italy to bring buck my roses." "Why, why Loyd, old boy, are you home?" said Sir Wren, coming into the room. "I hart just heard that you were in London; and that Waverland is to have a new mistress." "Yes, 1 found my lost friend in the new world among the mountains of Colorado with Lady Irving. They had bueii traveling together for some months." "What is it, papa?" asked Annie, looking first at her father and then at me. "O, 1 remember now, my pet," said Sir Wren tenderly. "You have not heard the news yet." "What news?" she asked bewildered. "Why Lady Irving is to be married again; this time to her old friend, the Duke, of Melvorne, und Sir Loyd Waverland to Miss Stella Everett, grand-daughter of some English earl," he said. "But 1 thought "this Miss Everett was your mother's governess," asked Sir Wren, turning to me with an inquiring look. . '•So'she was, Sir Wren," I answered^ "but her grand-father was the late Earl of York." "Then how came she to be in such a position in life?" "Her father, Charles Edward Everett, married against his father's wishes and he disowned him for that cause," I explained. "How does she become to be known and recognized now?" "The Duke of Melvorue ia some way discovered that she was his cousin. Then Stella's father left her as a part of his will a cryptogram, which when deciphered, explained who he was and where he came from. Melvorne has reinstated her to her rightful share as if her father had not been illsmvmwl." said Sir Wren, soliloquizing, "that I never thought of that, t knew Melvorno's mother wa.- ati Everett. And now I come to think of it. Stella looks very much as Melvovne's mother did at her nge. Yon know we were great friends at that time and 1 remember very well tho time Charlie left home," said Sir Wren, becoming excited with the news. "Have you found Stella?" asked Myrtle, who had been standing at my side listening very attentively. •'1 have found her pet. and she will soon be witli us a! Waverland again," 1 said. "Then 1 want to go horn.'." said she. "And leave your pet piir.nitis?'' 1 asked. Her face clouded for a moment, then she said: "Yes. for Stella would get me some more." "Are you willing to leave Annie, when she has been so kind to you?" "No. 1 will take A.-.nie with me," she said, going to Annie us she spoke. "Never mind me, dear," said Annie, in such M weary tone as though life was n burden, "papa and I nro going to travel." "Well, Loyd," said Sir Wren, taking my hand in his, "I am glad Waverland is going to be reopened. Annie has been pining away ever since the old house lias been closed."' "I am having some improvements made. It will be quite a respectable place when 1 get it finished." "Yes, you need to make it line to receive so illustrious a wife. Quite an honor, 1 assure you, Loyd, to make such an alliance." "That may be true but I loved her ,iunt as well as tlie simple governess as 1 evei can," t answered, t rut li fully. "Where Is she now?" asked Sir Wren. "She in with Lady Irving at Silver Dell,' I said. "Well, Myrtle," 1 asked, "are you ready to go home witli me now?" "Yes, if yon waul, me to, but 1 wonli like to stay n while longer until Sielh comes," she said. "Cood-bye then," 1 said, kissing her. "You must be able to attend our reception," 1 said to Annie as 1 left the room. All the way homo I could not forget Annie's sorrowful expression. What could have made such a change in my happy friend. 1 remembered our parting and could not help thinking that she might have known of my mother's wish and fancied herself in lovo with me. O, why is the world so full of sorrow! Why must some hearts go yearning through life for the love they can never enjoy! But Annie was soon forgotten. I was too happy in my love to remember anyone in sorrow. The days flew past in quick succession; at last the timo to leave Wavorland had come. Everything was in order, and tlie old mansion was ready to receive its new mistress. As I went, from room to room 1 felt proud of my home. In the drawing room I paused a moment in tlio dee]) window sent, thinking how soon my darling would 1)0 there to look upon the scene she enjoyed so much. Myrtle was at home und with* a happy heart she danced from room to room in ciiihlish glee. Once, she came to me, and climbing to my knee, she said: "O, Loyd, if mamma was only here," and sobbed as though her liltle heart would break. "Yes, my pet, if mother were here to enjoy it all with us how happy we could be," I said, holding her close in my arms. I thought of the weary hours I had passed with tills sweet child as my only companion. No ray of hope came to bid us good clieor. it seemed as though we were doomed to go alone through life, and to never know the pleasures of a happy home. But now, so soon, the sacred light of love would till our hearts with joy. Then 1 hud another source of pleasure. Wli'-n T went to Sir Wren's the, day before, I hud found Annie full of tlie, old time animation. Her eyes were so bright and her cheek had not recovered its rosy contour; but tlie expression of sadness had disappeared. "Papa and I are going to Silver Dell too," was her first greeting, as 1 entered the room. '"Cousin Cordelia says papa is her nearest relative and must be present, at her wedding. Myrtle and I are to bo bridesmaids." "I am glad you are going, and more glad to see you looking so well," 1 said with a searching glance, for man like, .1 wished •to know the truth. She turned away her head but answered i.u u calm voice. "Yes, Loyd, I am well: what a merry time we will have at the wedding!" How pleased 1 was to see her so like her happy self. So pure, so childlike in her ways. I. had been round my estate considerably and found much more thrift and comfort, than one year ago, and my tenants seemed more contented. But still the agitation for low rents and homo rule was keeping the people roused to constant action. I found that no home was too poor, and no tenant so ignorant but that they hud obtained and read an Irish paper. 1 had issued invitations to a reception and banquet lo be given on our return. Now the arrangements were all complete, and to-morrow, Myrtle and I were to leave Waverland for Silver Dell, London. .uis* tuftv ou- \» nm joined us, "Loyd, they are waiting for you at the house." "Yes. Sir Wren," t answered, "allow me to introduce my friend. Colonel Haynes. of New York. Sir Wren;'' then I left them to entertain each other. After a short time to dress for the important ceremony, we were summoned to i.ady Irving'* private parlor. From there we followed the attendants to the vine covered arbor that had been decorated for tlie bridal occasion. Sir Wren led out the beautiful brides, ore on either arm, for he n»n« IlnilD ,\VU <'\D1WM (tv»rl.v.W«ey Wakclteld). Over 200 plimte, rARffl, HllML AM) liAKUC-W. h.r wl,i,h the S w1* were tinder glut ' ' ApriH 14. wen- set in the field Mny 29. They w»>re -ft in ft parallel rows, every oilier row contnimnt? plants pet at the smite depth as they stood in the seed-bed, nnd the alt'-rnati-oiif-* containing thnso set dnwn to lli» lirsUiMves. The soil was ft heavy rhiy lonin, nntVrtiliwl. The crop was lull-vested August I and August 2->, ro- sullinir us fnllowf-: lauucu tno right to giving them both away. Tho bishop, clad in tho robes of ds sacred oflice, pronounced tho solemn words that were to bind our hearts and our lives in one. Then the golden band of ove, emblem ot eternity, was placed upon he little hand, n seal of spoken vows. A nomont's silence with a blessing on the new made ties, and then cumo the merry congratulations. Sir Wren secured the Irst kiss from each fair bride, saying: "I must have pay for my precious gifts." Tor one moment 1 held my wife to my bosom, saying, "Mine, all mine, at bi.«t!" Stella liiudo no answer but her look of love and trust was more eloquent than words. Myrtle, my sweet shy little sister, i-umc to Stella, and putting her arms about her neck wept for joy. Annie came with her merry greeting, and not. a shade of care or sorrow on her fair face. Colonel Iliiynes wai also among the lirst to wish us joy and happiness. Soon after the congratulations were over we were invited to a most sumptuous ban. As I looked across the table I was pleased to see Colonel llayncs with Sir Wren find Annie, eonversinn' ill the im-sl frier.dly manner. Melvonio looked con- lented.' Tin- i|iilet dignity thai he always possessed seemed now to lend an added charm to Ins li;>!i:ivior. as lie moved innoii-r I lie miesls in (lie grand drawing room. Music anil son;j. and tlie lively sparkle of joyous wit, made tlio evening puss like a iVoi ing fairy tale. This was the beginning of a scries of dinners and receptions. At lllue Kidge. the next day, the mansion seemed n perfect Kden of bloom and fragrance. Lady Ilortonso, with e.xtjnisile taste liad arranged everything in the most dellghllul order. A grand concert, was the llnal treat. Sir Wren could not forget the important, political quest ions of I lie day even amid all this guyety, but. would always ilnd .some one with whom lie could discuss the ililll- cidl problems nmltuliiiK the country. During tho concert instead of listening lo the music, ho was in a retired corner of tho great drawing-room in earnest, conversation with a member of the British Parliament. When 1 heard 1'arnell's name 1 became interested and asked Lady Wuver- land to excuse me and I soon joined t.hem n the discussion. "Mul, sir," saiil Sir Wren, "why need .lie new party be destroyed?" "The power they will hold can force one party or tlie other to grant their demands in tlie coming parliament. If the men are elected, in the. .strength that Pnrncll expects, he will hold it controlling power," said the.M. V. "I believe lie will elect nearly every candidate he chooses to nominate," said Sir Wren, earnestly. "Hut iOngland need not care," he continued, "if she is willing to comply with an act of parliament passed in. the first- year of tlie present, century. 'That the independence, of Ireland should ever remain to her.' " "Why sir," said the M. P., "that can never be. Ireland is a part of the empire, nnd us such she. can never be independent!" "Ireland does not ask complete independence, but to have the legislative right for a local parliament and local government." "If we should grant that in this coming parliament, in the next sliu will ask eveu more. Tlie more we grant tlio Irish people the more they wuntl" exclaimed the M- V.. wil.li aiii.nuj.Unn (To bo continued.) Til K vim i, Al.lt K i>. H.MII.IMI. The dork *tHU.-« t-vi-!\v. Into tli«> pn-t Vuil tlm- to romo tmi-l n-iip of ttmt \Vhti-li :li!» ilrad year ha» cmvn. Ami «ln-n tin 1 ri-nprr xlirtll K" r " rl(l Tin- Imrvi-s't morn to itroot. Full wi'll I know tlml wo will Uml Tin- tnros aniiiiij; 11" 1 wln-m. For chillintr wimls nnd r.iiii fall oft Tho loinli-tl vliu-iaiti-nd, Tlioupli only l>ltu- and tMiilorslilo* Ahovo 111' 1 seed-tlmP Iwml. All, wt-ll, tlio ill-nil da.vs nomo not back: lint hail I only known How many more than I must reap Where- only I had HUVIU That foinr> mav plant whon- others ronio To sit lioiii-ntli tin- vlni>, And Komo muM ayi- tin- vintage tn-nd, While iitliorn drink Iho \vint-. In thoso tload days that romne.ot hai-k 51v hand hail taken hcod Acalnxt tlio himllnu of tin- slnvivos To KOW the lioltor twi\. Tho eloi'k slrlki-f HMO -from out tlio t-a*l Tho Now Your roincs n|iaco; Tho liirlliday of a hopo dlvlno shlm-s on hi." fair ymins face. Wlnitovor I-IHO mi y rhatiKo or fall, \Vliatovor oli«(< may dlo, Hopo Hsjlil" I'"' llroKufsinirl!«o In Kuril ?si-w YI-III-'K H-il'ilMitf «ky. Sin- bids thi> fallorlni: faith K" forth Arross tho fresh Inriiod HOCI, To scat tor needs of love and Irnlh And leave their jrrmvtli to llod. And, Iliiiiinh II"' lnu»l ''ml f "" vs ""' *'''''' Mny he no humor here, Its fruit slmll fall In Imrvont lime Some oilier lioarl In eheer. KAKM NOTKS. ; it-hint u A nice fat peafowl makers nil '.'xtni goot inble fowl. Hie incut in lender, juicy urn well lluvoml.allhoinrh not very «enemll.\ used. If you can nrnin«e lo have your poultn ready for market a little earlier than tin giWter majority of your neighbors yoi can generally reiili/e. butler prices. The quality of llm butler li.xes the price it is belter to nnike, a pound of gnoil but ter than to market, two poumU: of inform butter. If as much win; was used in cat ing foi' the. cream, clmriiiii";, and packing us in feeding and milking, more proli would result. It is cheaper to Iccnp breeding stock i the, proper condition lor breeding than lo make, them very I'al. Until it is understood that n very fat animal is ""lit lor breeding purposes, the failure 1,0 secure vigorous young slock will continue to exist". It is not m.'ce.-w.iry to have Mm stock poor in llosli, but nim,ily to avoid extremes. NnmiiiT of m inuv or «olld hoiiil-i M j'er n-nt. of plants prodm-lni: ma | tiirohoail- I '' Avoraai-«oi«lit por hond I Milt** "Shallow planting gnve belter .than deep planting, both in the percentage of gond heads and in weight of heads. In 18S 1 ,), in a latg^r experiment, the comparative results of the two methods were indifferent. That deep transplanting is essential to success in cabbage growing is vidcnt. Klifht Trinpprntiiri' Tor OliiiriitniJ. 1 huve recently had occasion to help oub everul friend- who say, "1 have churned five hours" (one said all day mid evening") 'and there is no sign of butter: nothing ml foam, though after slumling u while here is buttermilk at the hoi tout. Can •on tell me whiit, to do to bring the hut- erV" As 1 could nut learn Unit they hud 'uiled in previous cure of cream, 1 have niswered, "Win-in it to 70 or 7.') degrees ind churn till you fret butter: then cool by pouring in cold wider) say to 05 legrees and liniHli churning^ draw the iiulterniilk und wash us usual." I have been chiirniiiK at 7- f > decrees now for more "inn a month, and gel line solid butler in twenty minutes. The point lo guard iiguinst is churning too much before cooling 1 -yen must stop as soon us granules form. When cows huve given milk for iv long period, especially if fed dry fodder, the butter-oils become harder than in Ihe early sluges|of milking, and wHI not cohere ul as low a temperature. The proper churning temperature hus been set between Ihe limits of,TiS and (i'J degrees; und this idea of un absolute rule has, led to u gueut deal of trouble. I have churned llolstem cream in May and June that would not bear u temperature above M 'degrees, and Jersey creum at the mime time, that required <U degrees. Twenty til le.wt are, required us a margin of tempi-future to meet the varied condition of creum resulting from differences in breed, feed and other inlluenccs ufl'eeling the butlor- 'uts. Nothing but close, observation ind experience will enable the butler- maker to determine where .between these liinils is the proper temperature,--11. C. .ireone. Lie Saw IliiliHi-11. (.TIAI'THU XXIII.—Till-: DOIIIII.K WKDDIXO. The morning came full of joyou.i sound. ]1 seenu'd as though the- birds had limed their songs in harmony witli the glnd retrain within my heart and were warbling forth their welcome home to my iibsout one. Myrtle and I were ready when tho train halted at our litlle railway station und we were soon making rapid time toward .London. Tlio journey was tho old story; but how full of new joys and thoughts, as we sped away over tho silent moors; through forests and busy cities. There was a merry party gathered at Silver Dell. Tho grounds seemed filled with a living throng of. happy smiling faces. Lady Irving was a queen of beauty. She was never bound down by any code of etiu.iJ.ettp;, and to-day she had departed from all known rules and planned an original programme characteristic of herself. It was lute as we arrived. As wo entered the grounds tlie first one to greet me was Colonel llayncs, my well remembered American friend. "You here?" I asked, surprised. "Yes, Sir Waverland I am hero," he answered gaily, shaking my hand with a hearty good will. "1 came to give yon my congratulations on this most eventful occasion!" •'liow did yon know of the event? Where did you come from?" I asked. "Not quite so fast," he said, laughing. "One question at a time." I heard through the papers that you had returned and when the grand ceremony was to take place. I came from Paris and the Duke of Melvorne asked ine here," he continued. "I ana very glad to see you," I said, "but I supposed you were in America before this." '•You must excuse mo, ircntlcninn, for I cannot drink anything," HUH! the man who wa« known to the entiro town as a drunkard. "This is the first time, yon ever rofus- ed a drink," said «n acquaintance. "The other day you were hustling around sifter n cocktail,' and in fact you even asked me to fiot 'em up." "That's very true, but I -im a very different man now." "Preachers had hold of jou?" "No, sir; no one has said a word to me." "Well, what has caused the change''' "I'll tell you. After leaving yon tho other day I kept on hustling after a cocktail, as you call it, until I met a party of friends. Then 1 left them about half drunk. To a in an of my temperament a half drunk is a miserable condition, for tho desire for more is so strong that he forgets his self respect in his effort to get more drink. I remember that there was a half-pint of whisky at home which had been purchased for medicinal purposes. Just then reaching the gate I heard voices in the garden, and looking over the fence 1 saw my little son and daughter playing. 'Now you bo ma,'said the boy, 'and I'll be pa. Now, you Hit here, and I'll coino in drunk. Wait, now, till 1 fill my bottle. 1 "Ho took a bottle, ran away and filled it with water. Pn;tty soon ho returned, and entered the playhouse, nodded idiotically at the girl and Bat down without '.ay- ing anything. The girl looked up from her work and said:— "James, why do you do this way V " 'Winner way?' ho replied. " 'Gettingdrunk.' " 'Who's drunkV " 'You are, an' you promised when the baby died that you wouldn't drink any more. The children are utmost ragged, and we haven't anything to eat hardly, but you will throw your money away. Don't you know you are breaking my heart?' ' "I hurried away. The action was too life-iiko. I could think of nothing (luring the day but those little children playing in the garden. You must excuse me, gentlemen, 1 cannot drink again." Tho new method ot washing butter in described us follows: As soon its gathered in the churn in particles of about a tenth of an inch in si/0, it is transferred to a ccnlrifumil machine, whose drum .us pierced witli holon, and lined with a men sack, Unit, in linully taken out with the butter. As soon us the machine is wet in rapid motion, the buttermilk begins to escape; uspruy of water thrown into revolving drums washes out nil foreign matters adhering to the butter. This washing is kept up till the uash-wut.er comes away clear, und the revolution is then continued until the lust drop of water is removed, us clothes are dried in u centrifngul wringer The dry butler in then tnkon out, moldei ind ps.ckcd. It IK claimwl Hull, tho product thus HO fully and tpuckly freed from til impurities, without any working or (Heading, hus n. finer flavor, uionui ami grain, und fur better keeping qualities, [him when prepared foi market in the ordinary way, IIuvo it Gunltm. Samuel 1'MwurdH, Peoriu, 111., writes: Every funmily possesHing u small plat ot ground, should huvo u vegetable garden, some fruit (if only one or two grape, vines), and (lowers. No niislaku was made when the human nice WUH given the cure of i garden HH their occupation. A little ut tention at this leisure fiouson, in Bturtinf, pliintH of vegeliiblen and floworH indoors will repay cost many times in adding several weeks to the reuHon. Ijettuce i« now up by a south window in our furnucf room, and rhubarb will soon bo ready fo me. Tomato plants from market gardener for two years having proved about worth less, ours were lust year grown in th house and proved HO far superior that KCC( is now in, for thin year's supply. Ciicum bers and nuiRkmolonH started on pieces; o inverted sod proved HO satisfactory (geltin well under way before the advent of th jugs) that wo shall continue the practice Melons should, in their seiison, be a dull irticlo of food for those who are fond c .hem, and though our markets are w<j supplied, the home-grown melons wi average b«tt.cr, be more healthful an cheaper that the southern product, TIIK K1TCIIKX. I,|.-,MON T1''.A CAKKH. On" egg, one cup of sugar, one cup of butter, il.reo tiibleHpoonfiils of milk, tho juice and gruted rind of two small lemon's, one teai-poonfnl ol bukiug powder, Hour enough lo roll out. L'nt with a cut cutter. Crate a fresh coeoanut, to each teacupful add I).S leacupfiils s.wcet milU. a pinch of sail, \'\w yolks of -I egg.s, u lublespoonful butler, and mgiir lo taste. Stir well together ami ponr into n deep P 1B l llllln llncltl with u good enirtt. HiiKo in a moderate oven, and when done bent, the whiten stiff: mid '2 tublccpoonl'nls powdered Mignr.spreuu it over the top, return to oven und slightly jrovni. r"\ii''K cAiiK. Use the whites of three eggs, one t^a- upful of white Htigur, one-half, a cupful f butter, one and one-half cupful of flour, nd twolenspoonfiils of biuing powder. IflUKI) I'OUK AN1J BWK1CT I'OTATOKH. Solc-e.t while-looking frenh pork, rib tieces; cut them thin and free from fat and jone; fry them carefully, and cook thoroughly until nicely browned; then place on i win m nlutler; cut boiled Hwuet potatoes n slices lengthways and fry until brown m tlie spider; UKOCIIM not to burn them; snit ,hem us they cook; then arrange onlhe platter around the m«at; butter each piece woll, und the chop's ulso, undHOrvo very hot with apple Banco and hot johnnycuko. I'CJIIK CAKK. Chop lino one pound of pork or snot; pour over it one pint of boiling water, then tuku u leacupful of molasses, put l,hrec-c|uurlern of a leaspoonful of soda m it, two cnpfulH of. Kiiu'ur. three of fruit, one teuHpoonful tiacli of cinnamon and allspice, with one-half a toiispoontul of cloves; add a little salt and stir in llour enough to make u thick paste. Ihere being no milk used it will keep a long time und is u very nice, tender cake. TJIK JIOUSKHOI,!), UNIIKST ANJJ C'ON'l'KMT. Cheap produce means cheap prices. There is nothing gained by saving necessary labor that should be applied at the proper time to a crop. Many farmers take puins to prepare the ground and put in tho seed, but neglect tho crop at the periods when good cultivatian may bu of the utmost importance. Some doctors think they have too much traveling to do to reach their patients. Let such doctors read this: A Caribou, Me., physician was called to a lumber camp above the Alletfash to perform a surgical operation upon a lumberman. He started at 10 a, in, and beyond, .Grand Isle found four teams s|si,Uo»ea ft$ different points awaiting him,- $e arrived at his destination at widMght having made the distance of JO? Tlio Wrong Kind ol'Kood Is too often used. The horse at work needs m.iinly such grain and provender as will build "up muscle. To feed fattening food to a work animal exclusively; is similar to a man building a fire by which to saw wood. When a homo is being lit- tecl for work in the early spring, after being idle several months, exorcise—moderate work at first—is economy, UK thin hardens the muscles, preparing tlit-m for less waste of material when properly fed^ as tlio hard work is endured later on. lo neglect the exercise is to lose a good share, of the proper food in the prudurution and in the later hurd labor. Tho j beast intended for fattening needs mainly other kinds of food. Hut the modern demand for lean meat, even here, culls for a good shiire of muscle growth. In tins direction there is no safer policy than that whkh provides for grassing at least ten months in the year—twelve, if possible. With this should be coupled the feeding of some variety of grain nearly every day in tho year, at leant two worts every week. The instinct of tho animal, bo it hog, ox or sheep, will prompt it to out 'heuntin it most needs, UH a rule, und to select the sort of grass required t'pi- its bent growth. The exercise called for in such a life is not to be despised. It is a source of loss to neglect variety of grass und hay as well as of grain. Tlio Hemline u( Oubliugu. Nearly all gurdners suppose that deer. Betting of cabbage plants is essential tc success. The plants are set in the grounc up to the lowest leaves when trausplantec from the seed-bed. Tests were made upon this point at the Cornell experiment station, in 1889, with thirteen varieties, and the result showed no appreciable diflter enee between the deep set plants and, those set at the natural depth. Tfee test " >0 ° " peated last year upfin ™—'«™ r Wlinn tin! Bri-iit wii rtmi-H,llko u million lloim, Wllli JHWH tt'liln u|iuii and liislnn^ mimus, And IlinuH llHilf In n lurrllilo passion fAcnii-Hllit! ildu'H IIIMB, nsuklni; plain*, My «inl l"iip* I" ItHclity-wiillcd prison, In u mud diinlro lo \M\IM oiil and fruo; To Hlwlcii tlm imrth wllli tlml lorrllilti powor, And li" onn wllli tlio lumpest tlml rocka the Him. Wlion HID lido KOCH out, and 111" moon looks over, Tim far, lilnii, cloud viixiid mountain llnuu, And tlit^ dunk Is BWOISI, and tins while und re4 l.lk<< flurx'in HID murmurous meailown uhluoM Vliiui lh» WUVIIF crwip buck, like llu> nmislsthat urn wmciiniriid, And I lie Hi'ii lltw "oldiltiK, »«r piiH»lon spant. lly nonl r«hls ({luil, lulls wln« sti^ni iirlson, And Hlnks to nlnop. Swoul, swiful in content. Wliut IJucuiiiBof Our IJiiby. One bright summer's day a bountiful wee bit of a baby was laid in my arms. His little, hand was like u folded rosebud, nib eyes like two blue lakes, and his lips iKMiiwl just made to Uias. How 1 did ove, that baby! Three years passed by, md 1 hud lost him, but instead of him u;ri> was u little toddling fellow following me about all day long, who hud prattling lips, laughing blue e>es, und hands always in mischief from morning until night, Somehow I loved this niu-rry. little chap as woll us 1 hud done my baby. Ten years more huve gone by. 1 have no baby, no merry little boy, but—look! There comes u fine, sturdy lad down the street on a bicycle, lie sees mo; hia cap is off his head, and lie calls out, |4Iurnth, mamma, this wheel is u beauty." Now what became of my baby, and ot my prcttry boy? Old Time is a wizard. Every night he laid his wand on my bA' by's brow, and slowly, surely changed him. This sturdy lad was my baby, but 1 love him- yes, even mort; than 1 did tue coping baby, or the pretty boy. Thank you, olct Father Time, for this fine, manly lad that you have given me in place of u»j boy. _ Strange how jniuoh more prj.de. ft i takes w having lived j, 0j pg t&JB m,

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