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THE LEAVERVOBTH TIMES I been dlaeoaalJltrtllCOUr tatftei' ls one WOULD not even near And so it When Winifred said with great hu mility that evening after dinner: his name; he stopped me -when I was about to tell it to him. Was there ever, anything so unrea sonable eo utterly un- that shpuld wprk; Jut t0r yourself. Work -itouiiir will be a good experience for you." "I don't want such experiences," cried Winif chance, have I got of persuading him when he won't bo much as hear his name?" 1 1 really wouldn't attach too. much importance to that jpolut, said Mrs, Bridges thoughtfully. "Who- can tellWw these thingsmay turn outV I was ttnn a flfin WTtiTTii iiiiihiiik uu "I know it is my duty to go with you father, and I mean to do my Mr, Bridges felt that she was indeed his daughter; she was a sensible girl.

It took him several days making, up his mind as to the direction of the voyage. Places which were once a distance have been brought quite close within recent vears, so greatly has the speed of steamships increased. It is no easy matter to take a long voyage unless one "I didn't know I was impolite to him. But I don't like to be patronized. You seem to think that It was a great condescension on hi3 part to speak to me." Her father was angry.

He was worse than angry; he was reproachful. "You are still thinking of that that person!" he said, after a pause. She blushed crimson, and then gave a little laugh. "Perhaps you had better tell that to Mr Smeaton, as an excuse for my impoliteness to him," she said, jn a challenging way. "If you do so you may tell him that I am still thinking of that that person." And that is really what her father did.

In a confidential outburst he 4from the aofa cushion In which she had i burled her face, after giving her mother an impassioned account of the interview with." hr father. Pr Mrs. Bridges had not been the wife yjnjf red's. fatter for twenty-three 'years withor.t learning something of his unreasonableness. The-long drawn, sigh she gave should have been accept is quite within the, bounds of possibility that you will' be glad, that he.

would not hear the v- Her daughterta red at her. that is too much for me to believe," she cried. 'v -V "To be, Incredulous is to be without said Mrs. Bridges. "Despair also shows a want of imagination; I would, not have you despair, Freddy." "Why should I not despair "tell me that?" implored Winifred.

Well, perhaps, after all despair is the consolation of the young, and Lam go ed by Winifred as a complete answer to her. question. But she was not in a condition of mind-to discriminate in matters requiring some delicacy of y. I Tliat why the Jumped from the stretching forth appealing to her mother cried: "Dearest mother, did you ever know 1.. 1 I tin A goes to San around tjape Horn.

It was actually Winifred who suggested the west she had been reading Kingsley's "At Last," and had become fascinated by the prospect of a couple of months' cruising among coral and cocoanuts. Mr. Bridges was quite pleased that the surestion should come from her. He felt tha: she was once again within the range of reason; she was his daughter after all. He bought tickets that day entitling two persons to make a cruise of the West Indies.

Mrs. Bridges was such a wretched sailor that she was unable to do more than go to Mackinac once a year. A sea voyage was out of the question for her. begged Mr. Smeaton to overlook any brusqueneS3 which his daughter migat display; the fact was, he added, that she had been silly enough to form an attachment to a young man whom she had recently met; he feared that she was still thinking this person.

Mr. Smeaton showed himself quite indulgent in regard to her silliness. He smiled and said he was quite sure that Miss Bridges was a most attractive girl and that any man who should be fortunate enough to be in her thoughts could net be otherwise than happy. And then Dt anytning so unreasunauie wnrM? not ven his name I tell you ing to dress or Mrs. Blarove's din that he'would not even let me know his mil is wnai ii is 10 ue om ner," was the somewhat inconsequential reply, of in the act of leaving the r-oom." vA After five minutes' pondering.

over her words, but finding little 'comfort from so doing. Winifred sf'ghed, clasped her hands, and whispered: 'Mrs. Bridges, with the complacency of inna whA hna a rather difficult he went on to commend Mr. Bridges' discretion in taking her to a change of "My beloved, whatever, may happen There was quite a. crowd of passengers cn board, Mr.

Bridges found, and his mind was greatly relieved to find, that the majority of them were staid scene. however cruel every one majf be, I shall "Anything there is in my power you may depend on my doing with a view never cease'to lot you never Then she went upstairs to her dress middle aged people-rthe men looked to further your aims, Mr. Bridges," he like military officers Who had been re 1 'subject; she had completely mastered he unreasonableness of man; ehe had married for twenty-three years. "And this Is what it Is to be a the girl, and her accents 'were of bitterness, not unmlngled I scorn. la what It Js to be a daughter to be compelled to' bow down to muB's tc'be com-Vpelled to acknowledge tacitly--and "pla jeldly thai he Is in the "4 TeCes," 'rfghfrt; th? mother.

"She Winifred was niuch in earnest, she. refrained fpomsmiling at said. "Perhaps if I were to sit more tired on the age clause, and a good ing room, and rang for her maid, -for she, too, was invited to Mrs. BJagrqve's dinner, and she did.n;6t want 'to' look a with Miss Bridges I might be able to many of the ladies gave his daughter divert her mind from that that un fright. the impression that they ere spinsters who might be interested in the con- She certainly did not Jop.kr a fright "when 'Cejesfine had $hVflnishing chology of the Caribbean perhaps the coleoptera of the Caribbean.

There touches to her hair, All Celestine's art had simplicity' fty its object, and the 'tier tragic pose' and impassioned arrangement of Miss Bridge's hair was simplicity itself, only it took time to achieve, such a triumph. were a few young people girls accompanying their parents and boys going to join the regiments to which they had just been gazetted in Barbadoes or Jamaica. Mr. Bridges looked carefully at the latter; one of them had his hair parted in the middle, and two of them had small but carefully nurtured So far' 'from being a fright, phrases. yea, my child," she eighed again.

"It is our lot, my child; In order to have our the end we ore compelled to acknowledge the mas- v.iery of The girl was preparing for another happy little affair." "I could not think of your inconveniencing yourself," said Mr. Bridges. "She will say something hurtful to you I have had experience of her. She is only a girl." But Mr. Smeaton wiped the glasses of his pince-nez and said he- could not believe that any daughter of Mr.

Bridges would remain, for any length of time, unreasonable. She certainly would not be impolite. At any rate he made the experiment in his own modest almost timid way. And Mr. Bridges was amazed to find his daughter responding without any show of temper to Mr.

Smeaton's advances; and he expressed his surprjee Winifred Bridges 4 vVaX never otherwise than aft Vxtreftely pretty girl. In addition to her other attractions, she was quite angry. He reproached her with great bitterness for what he called her underhand conduct, and had sent her in tears "to her What attempts were made by her mother to comfort her have already, been described. Of course, Winifred a long letter to her lover that same evening, telling him that, although her father was another direction," said his wife. "There are other heiresses in the world besides' Winifred." "I' don't mind their marrying 'all the heiresses in the world," said Mr.

which was certainly generous on his part, "but I'll take good care they do not marry, our daughterj'ft Thereupon Mrs. JBridgea had laughed ouietly. She never contradicted her though they really did not really amount to a declaration of love. As a matter of fact, she could not quite rc-member when she returned with her other and aunt what were the exact words that he had said to her. after Viola in the play had spoken her exquisite lines, beginning: "She never told her love." She could not recollect all that he had said, but she knew that she had never, sp happy in aU her life the only.

-child of her parents, and it Jtmtburst, but that aphorism, so quietly He chose seats at one of the small by her. mother, had the effect was quite understood that she; was an tables, as far away as possible from pi starving She looked as if, sne neirest. where youths had settled them Vere wondering if she had heard her obdurate and unreasonable beyond all fathers, she would show him that, hav- selves; and he was gratified to find that Of course, the six or seven tnousana a year which' she would inherit would hoc be regarded, by some people as con on one side of his daughter there was irg once made up her mind, she could toother aright. There was a' silence of considerable liuration before she said: "Our own way our own: do you ac an elderly lady and on the other a man be as obstinate as he. Whatever might stituting any serious claim for her to happen, she would never cease to love be looked on as an heiress.

But while these people smiled "and shrugged their who hal told him on deck that he had been for twenty years vice consul in the Cannibal islands. The other occupants tually -mean that that?" I don't the only man in all the world who was ais she did when listening to them. At the same time she had a feeling that she was behaving stupidly in not responding" to 'tiftfri. She knew that she looked into his face for a moment after "he had spoken but that was' all; she had not been to -jspeaka This, she thought, "was foolish of her. worth loying.

know what you mean." shoulders, others were found ready to husband. She knew that her daughter was still young, and she had a cbmin-ing theory that love would find out a way to defeat the best intentions of the most careful fathers. As for Winifred herself, she did not concern herself greatly about suitors or such like perplexities. laughed heartily at her father's announcements respecting the suitors. She said, with all the insolence of a heartwhole girl of 20: Bridges smiled.

She motioned of the table were equally harmless a jocular Welshman with a silent wife. The chair opposite to Winifred was va tier daughter to sit by her. side, and it just -r represent the difference affluence; -to her hen Winifred did so, slowly, and with'Jjjetvveeii poyerty. tip. puzzled; wrinkle two crossing her when she got.

ma It would be impossible to say that Miss Bridges 'was pleasant to her father during the next week or two. She was not sulky only chilling in her bearing towards him, and he felt her conduct deeply. He consulted with his wife as to what should be done to restore the happiness imooth forehead, she took her hand and Still, there were many people who patted gently. I thought Qt Miss Bridges as heiress "My dear she said, "a man Is 1 and it was qulte certain that her father She actually was under the impression that that look which she had given him told him nothing. She had, however, a chance of redeeming her supposed foolishness before the end of the week.

He; had told he'in. plain words that he loved her, hsir expressed the hope that he might to that gentleman later in the day. Mr. Bridges would have been much more surprised had he witnessed a little scene that took place between Mr. Smeaton and his daughter that same evening.

The first dinner bell had rung, and Mr. Smeaton, coming cut 'of his cabin on the lower deck, met Miss Bridges Oing to her cabin. He took a quick glance up and down the gangway, and he caught her in his arms and kissed "She did not appear In any way to resent his familiarity, but only whispered: "My darling, think of the "I do," he responded. "It's worth it." It was when the steamer was lying at anchor in the roadstead of Port of Spain, Trinidad, that Mr. Bridges approached his daughter, not without jjie iiiu.H uaaiijr uau nnu ui aui- wjj one or mem.

jtseiare nus w-'lnated nature. "Let them fight it out among themselves. I as they don't bother me." -i But at last-, canie when fred Bridges -cwas forced to confers fha was 16 years of age, the possibility, of V-L "What thf mostiMfllv cried heij being the victim of a fortune hunr girl. ter'was ever present with' him; cant until the dinner was half over, and then the chief steward brought to it' a pale young man whom he called Mr. Sweaton.

Mr. Bridges eyed the newcomer. He perceived with great relief that he was clean shaven, and hi3 hair was parted much to one side, and that he wore a pince-nez. He was for all these reasonsthe logic was Mr. Bridges not the sort of man to take the fancy of a girl.

Before the oranges and nuts Were attracting the attention-of the passengers in the saloon, Mr. Bridges found that in addition to his other disqualifications for attracting the fancy of a girl this the subject of a ult6r was no I'X "Undoubtedly, my dear," replied her He would not aiiow ner to go-- y- one day be fortunate enough to hear that shA pinondpd 'to his inatter of indiff erenee- to her school; he had heard of daring arid im "Tell me, truly, Freddy, did of the household. What was to be done, he wanted to know, in order to; turn awa the girl's mind from the which had taken possession of her? His was too tactful to suggest that the simplest course for him to adopt to bring back happiness to the family would be to sanction the engagement of young people. Instead of doing this she shook her head and She had one accompanied by j. pudent young penniless lovers climbing you ever know of your father having a mother and1 father-4n a visit to aoi He had not long to wait for the arri-.

over the highest wans surrounding Quarrel with -1 Winifred shook her head. school building, and carrying off beau aunt in the city.Vand at the end of the week, Mr. Bridges had been called jto Baymouth on urgent business. Before tiful young heiresses yes, he had seen val of that.happy.; moment. She did not hesfjtate fo'MonientHd'fteit." him how she -felt in regard to him how she had he had gone two days, the aunt, having Quarrel with you not even '-father," she jucyarespf.

(on. the iU of chocolate boxes) and he had "1 never would quarrel with any one," not failed to-notice that the 'youth in- said that the matter required some thought. The next day she asked him if he did sajd Mfs. course, you variably had-his hair parted in the mid a due sense of the responsibilities that devolved on a lady having a handsome heiress under her roof, gave a dinner party, and so arranged it that her niece notice take, quite a different view, of die, ana wore a' neat DiacK mustacne. not think that a long sea voyage would do Winifred a great deal of good.

He made up his mind that he would things from that which your father Mr. Smeaton was a singularly modest and retiring man. He scarcely spoke a word to any one at the table, and the few remarks that he made were uttered in quite a deferential As these remarks were made in response to Mr. was'ftaken in" by a man who, in addi I have heard of wonders being ef fliseouraee th visits 'to-bis house Of tidii to being "an attorney or some emi fected by long sea vojages," she said. felt the first Evening they had met.

With her hands clasped in his Le had listened with delight in his eyes while she made her sweet confession. The same nigh? she made her confession to her mother, of that had happened of the great joy that had come into her life and her mother kissed her and said she was quite delighted, adding, ominqusly, that she hoped Winifred's father would look at the incident in the same light. I "Who" could "mptiil is, I suppose, the oting men wlth b5air.par.ted in the cen was an extremely agreeable Girls have gone away feeling quite tre, and- wKhanyv mcrpient neatness as young man. heartbroken as they thought at leav Bridges' own questions, and as it was "There Is no need to say what he is, to their mustaches. Before the oysters had been brought to Mr.

Bridges himself that the defer trepidation, saying: "My dear Mr. Smeaton like the honorable man that he is has been speaking to me about you." "What had Mr. Smeaton to say about me?" she led, reddening with anger, he thought. "You need not flare up like that," he said, "Mr. Smeaton is an honorable man, he Is likely to be a distinguished man, too.

which is not always the same thing. He is one of the most brilliant members of the bar, and his means are sufficiently large to prevent any, suspicion that he is actuated by unworthy motives." "What have I to say to his means, dear father?" answered Winifred. Before Winifred was 20, the discour ing a lover on shore, but before they have at sea for a week they have my dear. And as for being the most I 'am sure he Is far, indeed, from being agement of suitors possible suitors- ence was shown, he was all the more impressed. forgotten that they were even in trou Winifred was forced confess was no longer indifferent on the subject of the Man.

She had never before the most still, but all men are trying! ble." The moment the first passenger left had "well, nigh become a mania, with him. He-was alluded to as the "Dragon" in certain circles in Baymouth, Anyhow, you must notice that maintaining an attitude of complete Mr. Bridges became thoughtful for a the table Smeaton followed him. a man wno nau mieresiea ner ni-any time, and then he said: He had not so much as glanced at submission I usually indeed, I think I may say almost Invariably have my degree, but now she felt that she. never wished to be interested in another one was quite enough to absorb her.

for I believe that you have hit on the Winifred. where he lived. He knew this, and he regarded the "nickname as a compli In these circumstances Mr. Bridges, own way." ment. He believed tnat it naa origi the rest of her life, being a man of keen observation, did Winifred became thoughtful.

Now "Of course he will. Why should ha not?" creid Winifred, with all the confidence of one whose world is dwelling in the dawn of a first love. "It is quite impossible that he should object." "I would not go so far as to say that anything was impossible so far as your father is concerned," her mother had replied. I know that he has strange no thing for her. I know perfectly well, my dear, and I am sure that you do also, that this little affair is no more than a flash in the pan.

It is, of course, nated with some young man with hair She had a delightful feeling of-being not expect to find that his daughter that it had been suggested to her she parted in the nlddle and a well kept (certainly did think' it somewhat re mustache. Such fellows might1 call him absorbed In this particular mantnd whenbefore he left' the drawing-room, where he had talked with- her during quite impossible that it should produce had been impressed by Mr. Smeaton. He was not surprised when, in response to his question, she gave a little shrug, markable; her mother, while her husband, after a discussion on some anything they pleased, but if they fan more tnan a momentary impression Vied for one moftwnt that he would on upen her. When she finds herself a few- particular point, "I daresay, my dear, saying: the superb playing of ia oh a piano by a distinguished he 'this account be deterred from doing his tions about me." Winifred, "but is that yon are right," had accustomed duty in respect his daughter it not quite providential that he had inquired, if he would hav.any chance; of nerst-ir ttf act in accordance with the thousand miles away from this fellow-she will be sure to forget that she was ever such a fool as to think of him.

But how do you think we can induce would soon find but their mistake. such notions un.to now? Just think Views to which she bad originally given finding her at at tea time the next day, she was more than delighted! how dreadful it would be if he had not though they had been Just hef conceived it to be his duty to prevent any 'young man from having frightened away those horrid Baymouth the opposite t.o the views of her hus her to go on a voyage?" he added, with more than five plinutes conversation. men! Or I have -a great deal to thank band. And yet he had never seemed' to She gave him distmet -encouragement come to her aunt's; He-did "not needE'. njueh He ne'xt and, being an extremely- some hesitation.

It was clear that he had in his mind with -his daughter; jt ndi bevtoo him notice IV "I have no doubt that he is all you say, father, but you see he never so much as looked in my so that that well, to tell the truth, I never looked in his." "So like a girl, so like a girl! said her father. "If he was some showy, loud voiced, self-assertive fellow, I'm bound that you would have noticed him." "Well," said Winifred. "I must confess that I like a man who has something to say for himself." Her father sighed. Girls were trying, he thought. I dbri't' know manage to cfo much to.

ume a Well, it will have been seen that she the proverb about taking the horse to had not much to thank her father for not wnat otner gins would can a good astute man, he k. devoted himself the water. It," said Winifred. "I -now that 'if yiife on It." time." when, on her return home, she had an "Leave her to me," said the tactful Mrs. Bridges.

"I think I can make her for. a good hour, not to Winifred, bu.t to her mother. At this Winif red poutred, and her mother had laughed, knowing interview with him. Of course, young merf and middle aged men. drank afternoon tea with "And life doe 'd on it, my child the; happlnei of woman's "He is in short, he has asked for my permission to address you, Winifred, and I have given it.

He is the only man I have ever met whom I could trust to make my daughter happy. Let me entreat of you not to refuse him without giving his question your most earnest thought, my child." Of course Winifred shook her head at first she even, put her face down to her hands he believed that she was silently weeping. But after a little pause she said: "Dear father, I feel that you know best of any one what would be for my good, and I am content to do whatever you tell me I should do." Mr. Bridges was too much astonished to be able to rpeak for some time. Then all that he found words to gay took the form of a highly parental blessing.

But he found a good deal to say to his wife about their daughter's engagement when they returned home. Perhaps his wife would now confess that he had been in the right in taking Winifred On that cruise in order that she might get that unfortunate entanglement out of her mind. Mrs. Bridges said that undoubtedly he had been in the right. "There is nothing like letting a man feel that he has had his own way, my dear," she said to her daughter that "He would not even hear his name!" see that we will tolerate no nonsense Mrs.

Bridges, for she was not at all life depends 'upon her -in these lit she cried to her mother; and that was from her." tie, matters, ran do anything' by perfectly true. Her father had shown averse to society, and people said that she was Just as nice as her hus Her husband knew that his wife was extremely clever, but, at the same time. the aid of in married himself to be even more unreasonable band was disagreeable, they were con he feli sure that her cleverness would in regard to this particular suitor than scious of giving her the highest praise life is the result at a wife's tact and temper. If.you Jiave those two essentials, it J. Wonderful how easily you he had ever been in regard to the oth not be equal to the task of inducing ers who had by bis vigilance, been de their daughter to cut herself off from in their When she ventured to suggest that among her visitors there can manage even the most unreason her lover for some months.

nied the opportunity of declaring them ble husband mlhd.Tl don't say that He was thus all the more amazed something what she flippantly tailed "the tricks of the trade." The day he wondered if Mrs. Bridges had yet seen 'Twelfth at the Grand his reaso(for asking her was that -he, had -a. box dot the following evening, which he tvould be greatly 'pleased to; place at 4h4'dis-posal bf Mrs. Bridges and her daugftifer, and would feel digh-ted Vt tliey Would have supper withlhim: af teethe play. Wt Well, they all went to the play arid'to the supper, and in the course of a sympathetic scene Winifred heard a tew grateful iwords j-whlepered in her might possibly.be an eligible suitor for Winifred her' husband invariably be selves.

He had alhrmed tnat he was overwhelmed by the impudence of the ror father 'the most unreasonable." when she came to him the next day "But you manage Well, I wish saying, with a smile of conquest: During the twelve days that the steamer took going to Barbadoes, Mr. Bridges and Mr. Smeaton became more than friendly. They sat together on the deck, Winifred reading In the deck chair, on the other side of her father, and when Mr. Smeaton, out of pure politeness, her father perceived, spoke to her now and again, answering him In a monosyllable; a line of conduct which certainly, did not tend to encourage that modest young man.

When, her father told her one day that he expected her to be at least polite to Mr. Smeaton, she said: came Irritated, and declared with, em phasis that they were a pack of impe fellow in making his declaration to the girl before he had asked her father's you would "brlri h'm reason lnihis "I thought I should have had more leave to do so. "Did not that one act difficulty with her, but she is not with cunioua fortune hunters, and he. had his eye on the-'; most forward of them. If they expected to attain- to affluence' raarrylnjg.Aan heiress they of his prove conclusively that he was a fortune he inquired of his daughter.

out sense She is actually looking forward to the voyage." "Impossible," cried her husband. "Indeed, it is true," said Mrs Bridges. it, ine4na so mucn iq, me, ''I said AottiinfVVoui a-man to reason." my Freddie," said Mrs. Bridges Jaughing. in- royse.l thick thapihe mattef w-hic'h you have T.

i-w would, be. disappointed, he said. W'hen she had answered'him that it same evening. "Yes some men," said Winifred. "All men" said her mother.

had never heard sueh sweet words in did, nothing of the sort he had become A TOBACCO YARX. POOR MEX KEEP SECRETS. impression above another that he gives it is that of age and great weariness. "Poor old "sultan!" Was Strangely "Weird nnd Oddly government, variously known elsewhere as the "sick man of Europe' and the "great Every splendor of general and" trooper is forgotten; every eye is fixed on the little, old, round-shouldered man in the carriage. A shout well-trained and evidently long-practiced shout, curiously lacking in fire or spontaneity goes up from the troops.

The old man raised his hahd In salute. He wears a red fez his face is sickly white, like parchment; fc HOW TtlUCKY'S AfLTAX LOOKS. Staler "or the- Moklrm Xation Xooka am It If Wn Haunted. The lot of the sultan of Turkey, is not happy one. Probably no potentate ton earth Is so continuously haunted by iear of death as is this dark-hued despot.

Bay Stewart. Baker, who recently Baw Abdul Hamid at Constantinople, feayg ot him: I stood on the palace terrace rising above the little, roadway down which on Friday the sultan ventures forth to Marvelous. "Speaking about curious incidents," remarked one of the hot-air fraternity, "reminds me of one that happened to me' down. South. Yes, very curious, but nevertheless a fact." He.

paused long enough to put a dent in another's fellow's paper of "state," then continued: He Followed tue Advice. A Sedalia newspaper man, it is said, wrote recently to a New York advertisers' magazine asking how much he ought to charge for space in his paper. In a few day3 the repW. came. It was: "Charge all you can get." This recalls the venerable story of the country editor who wrote to all his subscribers asking them forr advice as to how to run his paper.

He received many replies, some short, some long. Only one man gave the editor really valuable the nose is that of an old eagle, high-bridged the Armenian nose, his subjects in contempt. His eyes, I what one sees of them, for he turns his head neither to the right to the left, are deep set and black. "Yes. we see it, but" "Well, that stump was caused by the cutter I was operating.

It sliced off my finger and I resigned right then and there." "But what has that to do with the curious incident you spoke of "I'm coming to it. Were you ever in Paris, Texas?" Know the place well." "And you rsmember that small grocery near the depot?" "Certainly, but on with your story." "Well, I. went in there, and after giving the proprietor a hard luck story, he handed me something to eat and a plug of tobacco. I wandered down the road, and after shaking hands with the first good meal I'd had in a week, I took out that plug to take a chew; but after I'd sunk my teeth into it I struck something hard, and couldn't bite it. What do you think it was?" "A pie.ee of wood or something of that kind." "No, sir, you are away off." "Well, what was it?" "You may not believe me, gentlemen, 'but when I had cut th plug in half, I found that it Was the pfece of finger that I'd lost two years before in the South! Ouch." "You see, it was this way.

I had been bumming the country and taking life easy and also anything that was portable and not chained when I landed in a certain Southern city, it does not matter where, and thought I'd go to work for a. change. Don't look at me that way, gentlemen. Necessity didn't compel me to do so, I did it as a Whenever a secret treaty Is arranged between this country and foreign powers it is duly "set up" and printed by government printers long before the public has any Idea that negotiates are in progress. These printers are paid no exorbitant wages for their science, though any of them could sell the heads of the treaty to a foreign nation for a small fortune.

In an American battle-ship there are said to be over 500 secrets, any one of which would command a fabulous price if put up for sale. In building the ship a small army of workmen are engaged, to whom the- majority of these secrets are perfectly lucid. But, In spite of the fact that their wages average about $20 a week, it is an unheard-of occurrence for a piece of secret information to leave a dockyard. The postmaster of a small village in Ohio owns a secret which many, unscrupulous folk would pay much. know.

His name is Gustave Francks, and, being an experienced chemist, he hit upon a method of removing ink stains from used', postage -stamps a short time ago, and to his credit be it said that he laid the discovery before the government. H-a was offered $50,00 for his silence, a bribe which he stouN ly refused on the grounds that his honesty wes above price. Refuse to Dlvule Them, Though Tempted with Much Wealth. Some men poor in this world's goods hold secrets that are worth fortunes, but refuse to divulge them, though tempted by the prospect of money enough to enable them to pass the remainder of their lives in ease and luxury. In England there is a small cottage among the marshes on the Thames which hides a secret that Russia offered $200,000 for less than ten years ago.

It is th2 spot that is the key to the situation of the submarine mines guarding the world's metropolis. It Is situated among dozens of similar structures and five men who go to and from their daily work like ordinary beings alone know which it is and how the electric switchboard it contains can be manipulated as to sink a powerful fleet in ten minutes. At a certain seaport on the east coast of England there lives a grocer who could let his premises to a European power at a rental of thousands a year if he chose. Adjoining his cellars are the passages convnunicating 'with the mines which control the entrance to the harbor, and even' he is not permitted to gratify his- curiosity, for several sets of doors fitted -with secret locks defy the intrusion of any unauthorized counsel. This wise man sent in his reply on a postal card.

It read: "Run his prayers. I saw the extraordi- nary precautions taken to protect him the gathering tif all his 5,000 troops, the stoppage of traffic by walls of armed 'men In every roadway leading up to the: palace, then the surroundings of the few hundred ya rds of roadway which the sultan must traverse, from his palace gate to his mosque by rows of. soldiers- knee-deep. It was a strange, gorgeous, Incongruous spectacle. "Preceded 1 by his women in closed carriages, several their sons and some eighty great gnerais and officers of the' army marching on foot, I know I was disgracing the "Those who know him best say that he has a peculiars way: of moving his eyes without moving his head, as if he were always, seeking to look behind him, to pry -out his secrets, to surprise hidden motives.

His beard is deep blue-black, as are his eyebrows; naturally they would be gray, but he dyes them, for the sultan must never look it as you d- please." Functions of the Tear. Tears have their; function like every, other fluid of the body. Nothing cleanses the eye like a good, salty shower bath, and medical art has followed nature's law in this respect, -advocating the invigorating solution for any distressed condition of the optics. Tears do not weaken the sight, but.im-. prove it.

They act. as a tonic to the muscular vision, keeping the eye soft and limpid, and it will be noticed that those in whose eyes sympathetic tears gather quickly have brighter and more tender orbs than, others. profession, but my desire to see how plug tobacco was manufactured led me to ask for a situation so that I could satisfy my curiosity." "And did you actually go to ork?" asked a listener. and no. I had been assigned to a cutting machine, and-ten minutes of It was enough for me." "What was the did you re-ret what you had done?" i "I certainly did.

'See that stump on my left hand?" the sultan himself. He was driv old. To his generals he leaves all the en slowly in open carriage fac'-- nomp and display of lace and tinsel; for with his minister of war himself he is clad wholly black, like ting opposite, And this Is Abdul eunich. without ornamentation of any the 'absolute ruler of 25,000,000 Mnd. 'The Rnven hev has been called, the defender of the faith, monar and the raven he looks.

The sultan is of the Huky-met-l-senize, the glorious -ot really old and yet If there is one Sorne men would like to in a and be buried in a wine cellar. If.

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