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1)18 MdlNlBt ALQQNA IOWA, MBfttTAtlY 16 1898. INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION. CHAPTER XXVIII.— "You are complimentary to your (friend's husband." "My friend!" exclaimed the girl; "ah, no, monsieur, she is not that— ehe is too good for that—and If she used to be his friend, tell him he ought to help her. She wants some one's help." "Probably," returned the Scotchman; "but it's a dangerous thing, my girl, to interfere between husband and Iwlfe, and my friend will do well to ,keep out of It. There, that will do for [this morning, Adele," he added, as she leaped from the rostrum; "take my |advlce, and say nothing of this incident to madame your friend. It may unsettle her, and make the end of her 'married life rather -more unbearable tthan the beginning of It." i He lit up his pipe again and strolled carelessly about the studio until Adele had left. Then his manner suddenly changed; he left the studio, rushed up a flight of stairs, and entered the little snuggery above, where his companion was sitting, and clapped him on the shoulder. ; "Sutherland, my boy," he exclaimed, f"good news." ' Sutherland, awakened suddenly from [his day-dream, started from his chair. just now why Caussidiere neglects his wife, and I tell you." "He has an Intrigue With an ac^ tress?" "Not exactly. He simply prefers her company. When Madame Mere sends a little check, Caussidiere changes it, gives Seraphine a little supper, and leaves his wife to mind the baby at home. Volla tout." She turned as if abottt to leave him, but Sutherland called her back. "Mademoiselle Adele, I—I am not a rich man, but Madame Caussidiere has friends who will not see her want. You have access to her, I have not; you can give her some money—" Adele laughed aloud. "That is so like a man," she said. "Give her money! I give her money, who can earn but a few sous by singing at a cafe? She would think I stole It. Besides, she does not want money, monsieur." Again she turned to go, and again he detained her. "Adele, you see madame very'often, do you not?" "I go when I can. I like the boy." "Women can often say a word of comfort to each other. You won't say that you ever met me, but if you can make her happier by a word sometimes—" remained unchanged. A gray, weary woW-out woman, she dwelt,alone i; Annandale Castle. Holding little Leon by the hand, they strolled quietly along under the trees. Presently they came to one of the many merry-go-rounds which are tc be found in the Champs BlyseeS. Merry children were riding on the wooden horses, and mothers and nursery-matds were looking on. Here little Leon clamored for a ridtt, and Sutherland placed him on one ol the horses. As he rode round and round, uttering cries of Infantine delight, Marjorie looked on with heightened color, here eyes full of mother 1 !! tender rapture; and, gazing upon her, Sutherland thought to himself: "Poor Marjorie! She loves her husband for her child's sake. I have no right to come between them." When the ride was done and the three passed on together, Marjorie seemed to have forgotten al her trouble and to look her old smiling self, but Sutherland's heart sank In deep dejection. Close to the Madeleine they parted, with a warm handshake and a promise to meet again. From that day forth Marjorie and Sutherland met frequently, and walked together In the Bols de Boulogne or on the boulevards, with little Leon for n companion. At her express entreaty he refrained from speaking to Caussi- diere, though he saw that, despite her attempts at cheerfulness, her face sometimes wore an expression of increasing pain. He began to suspect that there was something very wrong Indeed; and ho determined to discover, If possible, the exact relations existing between Marjorie and her husband. Meantime, the meetings with his old sweeheart were full of an abundant CUE BtJDGET OF StJMOB, UAUbHfER-PflOVOKING StOftlES POR LOVERS OF FUN* Tai«nt*.Ti?ne Sh6t»Bit—Blow Far a Bi6w-«. The iPolnt^iSo Returns—What tte Waft Aboiit-*The trmtttt Fate—Tho Infftnt Idea—A VlUanous Schemer, Etc.. Etc. Congress gettln* ready Fur to make a stand, , legislatures meetin' AH around the land. ; Young raon makin' speeches. Boys a-studyin' law; Girls learn elocution So's to jine In the hnrrnh, , Who could be dlstrus'ful, Losln' stooD at night, With all them folks la tralnla' Pur to run the country right. —Washington Star. True Knntigli. Edna—"Say, Tom, what is tjreatast curiosity in the world?" Tom—"A woman without any." the' No "Do yon think there is any money in politics, Jimpson?" "You bet there is. That's where all mhio went." — Detroit Free Press. "About Marjorle?" he cried. i. "Yes," returned his friend with a ismile, "about Marjorie. I have been talking this morning with a woman iwho is oae of her intimate friends." "Where is she?" exclaimed Sutherland. "Let me see her." 1 "Now, look here, my good fellow," returned the other, "you must sit ;down and csase to excite yourself. iMoreover, you must work cautiously, or my prize may turn out a blank. jYes, I have discovered in the model iAdele one who may tell you just what •you* want to know—who is often in 'the house with Marjorie, who knows .exactly how happy or how wretched |She may be, and who, if properly 'handled, may be made to tell you all. jBut you must be .careful, as I have isaid, for she is a rough creature, and •might turn stubborn. She is gone now, but she will return tomorrow, iand you shall talk to her. Think it over, and decide for yourself the best way to act." He descended to the studio, while Sutherland sank again into his chair to think of Marjorie. He spent a singularly restless night; the next morning he looked pale and harassed. But after breakfast when he entered the studio he was quite calm. He was working with his customary ardor when the studio door opened and Adele came in. The moment she appeared he sprang up and accosted her. "I am glad you have come," he isaid, in doubtful French. "I—I wish jto speak to you about a lady whom ,you know well. Yes; Nairn, my 'friend, has told me that you know 'her." Adele fixed her wild eyes upon the young man, and then, with a curious smile, pointed to a portrait. "You mean her?" she asked. "Yes, yes! Tell me all you know concerning her. I am interested in her—deeply interested. My friend tells me that you sometimes visit the house, though how or why I cannot guess. What takes you there?" "I carry a message sometimes from the cabaret," answered Adele. "And you see her?—you speak to Jber?" "Why not?" said the girl, somewhat defiantly, for she read in the young man's face no little astonishment that Marjorie should see such company. "Yes, I see her—and the child. She is like that picture, but changed, older. But there, perhaps you sometimes see her for yourself." "Only from a distance," answered Sutherland. "I have not spoken to her, she does not know that I am in Paris. But I have seen enough," he added, sadly, "to suspect that she is unhappy -and neglected. Is that so?" Adele looked at him for some moments in silence, then she said, with the low, harsh laugh habitual to her: "You know little or nothing, monsieur. If you will swear not to betray me, I can tell you much more— of her—and her husband. Diable, I should love to do him an ill turn, and . her a good one. Will you swear?" "Yes," answered Sutherland, startled by the girl's strange manner. "For God'a sake, tell me all you know." Upon being further questioned, it seemed that Adele knew really very little concerning Marjorie herself. She could only tell Sutherland what he had already, by quiet observation, discovered for himself, that Marjorie seemed unhappy; that there was no sympathy between herself and ner husband; that, indeed, she seemed to fear him. About Caussidiere himself, Adele was much more explicit—Indeed, she seemed to be pretty well acquainted with hie secret life, and spoke of it without reserve. Suddenly. 8h,e asked: "Do you know Mademoiselle *Sera- pWoe, pf tbe Chartelet?" "No." "Weil, CausBldiere does." "What of that?" "Well," repeated A<j»le, "bow dull are, monsieur. happiness, tempered with sympathetic Ulow I'ov n Blow. Mr. Oldboy—"Girls are not a* handsome now as they were twenty years ago," Miss Cute—"Well, are you?"- cago News. TJsolctm Worry. "I'm afraid Wizey thinks a hard of me." "You're foolish. There's a man that can't think hard on any subject." —Detroit Free Press, -Ohi- little distress. He paused !n some confusion, and held forth a napoleon. Adele laughed again, and roughly tossed his hand aside. "Bah! kindness is not to be bought frjm Adele of the Mouche d'Or. I shall see her often, for, as I said, I like the child." During the few days which followed Sutherland was like a man entranced —utterly bewildered as to what he should do. Once or twice he saw Marjorie walking with her little boy in the streets of Paris, and he fancied that her face looked more careworn than ever. He dared not speak to her. It would be better, he thought, to make his presence known to Caussidiere, and to give that gentleman plainly to understand that unless Marjorie's life were made more bearable to her, the checks from Miss Hetherington would inevitably cease. That would be the only way to touch Caussidiero's heart—it was the surest way to proceed, and Sutherland determined to act upon it. One morning—some two days after his interview with Adele—he left his rooms with the determination to find Caussidiere. So engrossed was he with this new idea that for the time being he forgot all else. He walked through the streets, along the boulevards. He was wondering how and where he should carry out his design, when he was suddenly startled by the sound of his own name. He started, turned quickly, and found himself face to face with Marjorie. For a moment he could say nothing. A mist was before his eyes, and his rising tears choked him; but he held forth his hands to grasp her trembling fingers. "Johnnie," she said, "it is really you! Oh, I am so glad, so glad!" He brushed away the mist which was blinding his eyes and looked at her again. Her cheeks were suffused, her eyes sparkled, and a sad smile played about the corners of. her mouth. She looked at that moment something like the Marjorie whom he had known years before. The change lasted only for a moment, then her face became paler and sadder than it had been before, and her voice trembled as she said: "Johnnie, you must tell me now how they all are at Dumfries." She sat down on one of the benches which were placed by the roadside, and Sutherland took his seat beside her. "I was sitting here," she said, "when I saw you'pass. At first I could not believe it was you, it seemed so strange that you should -be In Paris, that I should meet a friend from Scotland." The tears came Into her eyes again, and her voice trembled. Turning her face away, she beheld a pair of eyes gazing wonderingly up at her. "Leon, mon petit," she said, placing her hand upon her child's golden curls; then turning to Sutherland she said: "This is my little boy." As little Leon was not conversant with English, Sutherland addressed him in the best French at his command. He took the child on his knee, and the three sat together to talk over old times, "It seems so strange, I can hardly believe it is real," said Majorie. "Tell me how long have you been in Paris, and how long will you stay?" "How long I shall stay I don't know," said Sutherland. "I have been here several months," "Several months?" repeated Marjorie, "and I see you today for the first time." "I thought it would be better for us both, Marjorie, that I should keep away." Perhaps she understood his meaning, for she turne^ the conversation to other things. He told-her of the changes which had taken,place in Annandale; that tbe^oW servant Myeie Jay with the minister sleeping }n the klrkyard; that ft large family filled the manse; and that Mies. HetheringtQfl, was the only who, aml<J8t »U this ofeapging, CHAPTER XXIX. U T H E R LAND'S s u s p i c ions were correct. Matters between husband and wife were rapidly coming to a climax. Day after day, and s o m e t imes night after night, Caussi- d i e r e was from home, and when he was there his manner toward his wife and child was almost brutal. Marjorie bore her lot with exemplary docility and characteristic gentleness; but one day her patience gave way. She received a communication—an anonymous letter—which ran as follows, but in the French tongue: "Madame—When your husband Is not with you he -is with Mademoiselle Seraphine of the Chatelet." Marjorie read the letter through twice, then folded it and put it in her pocket. Caussidiere was late home that night; Indeed, it was nearly two o'clock before his latch-key was put in the door; yet when he mounted the stairs he found that Marjorie was sitting up for him. "Diable, what are you doing here?" "Where have you been so late, Leon?" she quietly replied. He stared at her with an ominous frown as he said: "What is that to you? Go to bed." Seeing well that he was in no mood to be questioned, she obeyed him; but the next morning, when they were sitting at breakfast, she returned to the subject again. ' ,';; "Leon," she said, "where is it that you go so often when you are away from me?" Caussidiere looked at her with a new light In his eyes; then he turned away his head and continued his breakfast (TO BE CONTINUED.) What Ho Wus About. Lawyer—"I'm afraid you will have a hard time proving your innocence." Bill the Burglar—"Well, hang itl that's what I hired you for."—Philadelphia North American. Tho 1'olnt. Old Mr. Million (passionately) — "Miss Gushly, if you were my wife, I would die happy." Miss Gushly (calmly)—"Possibly; but would you?"—Philadelphia Press. THo Infnut lilcu. Tommy—"What, is the guest oi honor ut a dinner?" Willie—"Don't you know? He's the one that gets the gizzard and liver saved for him."—Cincinnati Enquirer. A Ylllanoua Sclioinor. "Why have you decided to let your whiskers grow?" "I heard my wife's mother say the other day that she couldn't see a man with whiskers eating without losing her appetite."—Chicago Record. Tho Usual Futo. "Hopkins has quit telling funny stories." "Any special reason?" "Yes, he says whenever he tells one he has to listen to several poorer ones from the other man."—Detroit Free Press. Expensive. "Gobang has lost all his property." "Gracious! How did it happen?" "He was talking to his wife over the telephone wire between Chicago and New York. They began quarrelling, and each one insisted on having the last word."—New York Journal. WORDS OF WISDOM. The noblest motive is the public good.- YifgiU Learning makes & man fit company for himself,—Young. The true art of memory is the art of attention. —Johnson. One cannot always be a hero, but one can always be a man.—Goethe. He hath riches sufficient who hath enough to be charitable.—Sir Thomas Browne. If a man be endued with a gen* erous mind, this is the best kind of nobility.—Pluto. Yon will never find time for anything. If yott want time you must make it.—Charles B'nxtom It is not what he has, of even what he does which expresses the worth of a man,-but what he is.~Amiel. "T^-SaM Beauiifut is yoUngenthusiasm; keep it to the end, and be more and more correct in fixing on the. object of it.-— Thomas Carlyle. Of all virtues, magnanimity is the rarest; there are a hundred persons of merit lor one who willingly acknowledges it in another.—Hazlitt. There is a deportment which suits the figure and talents of each person; it is always lost when we quit it to assume that of another.—Bousseau. The one who will bo found in trial capable of great. acts of love is ever the one who is always doing considerable small ones.—F. W. Bobertson. Some of the best lessons we ever learn we learn from our mistakes and failures. The error of the past is the wisdom and success of the future.— Tryon Edwards. You must try to be good and amiable to everybody, and do not think that Christianity consists in a melancholy and morose life.—Jean Baptisto Henri Laoordaire. Despair is the thought of tho unat- tainableness of any good. It works differently in men's minds, sometimes producing nneasiness or pain, sometimes rest and indoloncy.—Locke. Tho loftiest souls are those who arc conscious of the universal symphony, and who give their full and willing collaboration to this vast and complicated concert which wo call civilization.—Amiel's Journal. Education and instruction are tho means, tho one by use, tho other by precept, to make our natural faculties of reason both tho better and the sooner to judge rightly between truth and error, good .and Jevil.—Dr. Hooker. Like alone acts upon like. Therefore, do not amend by reasoning, but by example. Approach feeling by feeling; do not hope to excite love ex- A BEAU riFUL GIRL'd The tnekerfr of Vemlflen, tod,, fifc« ftil fond parents, are completely #r*p»Sd tig la their children, their dattghte'r, Jt,«cy W pafttciilaf. bea given theta nmeh concern, Bhe is fifteens wad from* ft strong, health* SlrL three years ago, had become Weat and kept falling oft in flesh, until she bscAma * mere skeleton. Bhe seemed to have no llf« at all. Her blood became impure and flto ally sba became the, victim of uervouspfo» tration. Doctor* did not help her. Most of the time She- was confined to beat WW very nervous and irritable, and seemed on the verge of St. Vitus' dance^ -.. "One morning," said Mrs. Tucker, "tnfl doctor told ns to give her Dr. Williams' Plflfc Pills tot Pale People, which he brought wttb him. He said he was treating a simfla.* case with these pills and they were curing the p* tieflt. We began giving the pills and th* next day could see & change- f or the batter, Discussed Their Daughter's Cas» for Hours. The doctor came and was surprised to se* such an Improvement. Ho told us to keep giving her the medicine. We gave her one pill after each meal until eight boxes had been used when she was well. Bhe has not been sick since, and we have no fear of the old trouble returning. We think the cure almost miraculous." FRANK TCOKBR. Mns. FBA.NK TUCKBR. Subscribed and sworn to before me thta 28th day of April, 1807. . HUGH JOHNSON, Justice of the Peace. These pills are wonderfully effective In tho treatment of all difcooses arising from Impure blood, or shattered nerve force. They are adapted to young or old, and may bo had at any drug store. In tho United States and Cnnnfla there are 960,094 Odd Fellows and 837,395 Freemasons. THE NEW WORLD. Interest Is tho Canadian cept by love. X^e what you wish oth- ers'to become. Let yourself, and not your words, proach,—Henri Frederic Amiel., The EngllHli Walnut. Possibly few trees in the old world are more profitable than the English walnut, which thrives in England and all over the northern part of the continent of Europe. The wood is especially useful for gnnstocks and for many articles of furniture, and is found profitable from trees of ten INCOMES THAT SEEM LARGE. It is always assumed that great painters make fortunes almost with a turn of the hand. That, at all events, is not the experience of M. Puvls de Chavannes, the most celebrated painter in France at the present time, who has been working for thirty-seven years, estimates that the. total amount he has been able to earn by his pictures In that time has amounted to scarcely £16,000. In other words, his income has averaged only about £430 a year. This even does not represent profit, for naturally his expenses in hiring models and in purchasing materials would have to be deducted from this very modest sum. Similar abnormal figures between position and Income are occasionally met with in other professions, although as a rule men do not like to proclaim the fact that they have not been great money-maker?. One of the most remarkable examples of this fact was the case of a famous oculist living in Harley street. He was the senior surgeon of one of the most celebrated ophthalmic hospitals in London, and held one of the highest positions in the professional world as a consultant. In speaking of the subject of earnings to a professional friend one day, he jokingly asked: "What would you think has been the most I have ever earned In a year out of the practice of my profession?" The friend looked up not knowing what to answer, whereupon the old oculist went on: "Well, you would perhaps he surprised If I told you that I ha>e never .months." « The Way It Sounded. 'What school of music does Professo;.- represent?" inquired Mrs. years of age and upward. There is always a good demand for the nuts, so that there are two distinct lines of profit—by the timber andby the fruit, , In our country they thrive in any por- Cuinrox. I don't know," her husband an- beet quality 9 comee frw tlie »wtfc Vmt thrao^ is w^m At ft** in tapped en the s 9 uth side, swored; "but from the way it sounds to me, I should say it was the kindergarten."—Washington Star. A lloir.o Thrust. "No," said the rich old bachelor, "I never could find time to marry," "Well," replied the young!Woman with the sharp tpngue, "I am now surprised to hear you say so. It certainly would have taken a good while to persuade any girl to have you."— Chicago Becord. The Pangs of Death. First Colonel—"Have you heard the news?" Second Colonel—"No; what is it?" First Colonel—"Our old friend, Major Puller, has quit drinking." t Second Colonel—"Do vou mean it sho'?" First Colonel—' 'Yes. Positive fact." Second Colonel—"Deuced sorry to hear that. When does tlie funeral take place?" An Odd Prelate. By the death of Mgr. Dusserre, Archbishop of Algiers, the French Church loses a very remarkable personality. He had not only been a soldier before he entered the Church, but had fought in several campaigns. His manners were a singular mixture of the sacred and profane. He enjoyed the company of soldiers, and especially of young officers, whom he would frequently invite to dine with him, and afterwards, throwing off his long soutane, amuse himself and them with fencing and broad-sword exercises, in which he excelled. This estimable prelate and whole-hearted man was greatly beloved in Algeria by all classes and creeds. He succeeded to the Archbishopric of Algeria in 1892 on the death of Cardinal Lavigerje. He had, however, been Bishop of Constantino since 1878, and was, therefore, as he used to say, "almost an Algerian."—London Chronicle. Wheu I>lfe Began on Earth. Lord Kelvin estimates that the time since the earth became sufficiently cooled to become the abode of plapts and animate to be about ;,g9i9p,0 f within tion of the Eastern States, although as ;hey progress northwardly the tips of ,he lost year's shoots are destroyed by winter. ' The living portions push out again, however, and generally bear as abundantly as before. In the vicinity of Philadelphia therd are numerous trees, planted by the early German settlors, which bear every yeai'. Single or isolated trees sometimes fail to bear fruit on account of the pollen-bearing flower maturing and scattering pollen before the nut-bearing flower is in condition to receive it, and for this reason crops are more assured when a number of trees are planted together. In this way some of the pollen-bearing catkins are conditioned so as to be in bloom before the time that the nut-bearing flowers make their appearance.— Meehan's Monthly, Aroused In West. The ex- h i b 11 s of grains and K r a s s es, roots and v- e g e t a- bles, the product oi the fertile lands of Western Canada, which were made at the several state and county fairs in some of the Western states this fall, have awakened considerable interest in the lands which the Canadian Government 'has opened for settlement, and which are given free to settlers. The agents of the government, who are to be found in these states, are flooded with inquiries regarding the conditions on which these lands may be secured. Large numbers have located on these lands during the past year, and send back to their friends most encouraging reports. They say they have entered on an era of prosperity, and are well pleased with both the agricultural possibilities and the climate. The provinces of Manitoba, Assinabola and Alberta are specially adapted to diversified farming- In some parts the country is speclalf adapted to stock raising, and it is being profitably pursued. In these parts snow seldom remains a week at a time, the warm breezes from the ocean, affecting the climate thus favorably. When the desirability of these lands is fully known there will be a rush such as has scarcely ever before been known. Information as to low railway rates, illustrated pamphlets, etc., will be forwarded with pleasure by the Department of the'latericr, Ottawa* Gaff-; ada, if you are not in possession Of thf name of an agent of the government. "*, Laplanders are swift and graceful BUnters. They often skate 160 miles a flay. Laying Railroads Under Uinicultlea. A Washington correspondent of the Chicago Eeoord says; The prejudice of the Chinese against railroads has not yet been overcome. The latest mails bring a curious story about the experience of the surveyors who are laying out the line between Pekin and Hankow, The route is very circuitous, in order to lift the track above the overflow of the rivers upon the plains, and was decided upon after long study and many difficulties, Imagine the disgust of the surveyors when, after an interval of three or four mdnths, they attempted to go over the line a second time and discovered that every one of tho stakes they had driven had been carefully removed and . every other landmark they had left to indicate the route had been obliterated, Nearly two-thirds of the work had to be done over again, but it was not attempted until an edict was issued by the Governor of the province prohibiting the disturbance of any of the surveyors' marks under penalty of death. An lixpert Barthe, the French dramatic author, was remarkable for his selfishness, He was so completely wrapped up iu the consciousness of bis own importance as to be of ten strangely insensible of wants and woes of others, Calling upon a friend whose opinion hj viffee^ |o have jegftrding hi^ te LETTERS Many Woudetful Cures Itecorded, lug that Others Bluy Be Benefited. The manufacturers of the remedy called "5 drops," which Is guaranteed to cure rheumatism, neuralgia, asthma, and kindred ailments, have received thousands of letters regarding their medicine, many of which have been published. The following is a, sample of these letters: Oct. 10, 18?7, 630 Main (Springfield, Mass. Sear Sirs—I can not express my. gratitude to God, also to you, for the benefit I am receiving from "5 drops." I walk around my room without a crutch, which I have had to use a long time, I firmly believe that with faith, patience and perseverence, "5 drops" will get the better of all diseases. My doctor says it is indigestion has made me bloat so, but his medicine does not seem to reach my case. Respectfully yours, Mrs. A. Spring, The producers of "6 Drops," who ara the Swanson Rheumatic Cure Co., 167» 169 Dearborn street, Chicago, have decided to continue for another 30 days an offer which they made some weeks ago,. namely, to send a sample bottle of "5 Drops," prepaid, for 25 cents. They state that <this is done as they know even a sample bottle will con' vince one of the value of their remedy, Also, large bottle, 300 doses, for $1.00, and for the next thirty days, three bot-« ties for ?2.50. A bill to tax bachelors one dollar a year has been introduced in fMe Virginia leg" Islature. Ilev. J. D, PeTar, p»stov of M.B. church, Spring Hill, lows, writes: • "Many winters have looughed nil winter long. Last fall I took cold and began what J supposed WM a winter of coughing, I concluded to try Dr. Kay's Lung Balm, I felt at once that it touched a v 1 * 0 * *» W? malady that DOthiag else had ever done. I can now preach without coughing. Joan cheerfully s»y that Pr. JCay'sl^ung Balm baa baen A great help to me. It has no bad effect upon the stomach-" It will cure every Watf «f M yo\» have a.ny l«ng «r thro** write us wad gly

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