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Caught in Her Own Trap. Kitty looked at me with grieved, indignant eye-great, brown eyes with a golden light in their depths which made the small, colourless face at times positively radiant. We were sitting on the stairs at Mrs. Crampton's last ball. There was always a crush at the Crampton mansion, and Kitty and I had made our way out of the whirling vortex of dancers at imminent risk of life and limb, and had gladly sought this last refuge. Every other corner, every room, every niche seemed overflowing with gaily dressed people m groups, but more often in pairs, laughing, chatting, flirting. And sitting here, just behind the marble statue of Psyche, I had accused Kitty Hathaway of being a flirt. Well, it looked like it I must confess, for she was always surrounded by an admiring group, upon whom she lavished impartial sweetness, looking all the time so demure and innocent as to almost deceive me. I, Alan Gordon, aged 25, had never been in love in my life. If I were one of the crowd of cava- liers who knelt at sweet Kittie Hathaway's feet it was only because she was so altogether bewitching that I had no choice in the matter. To-night her flirtations had exceeded their usual limit. Miss Kitty"—I assumed my most magis- terial expression—" don't you know that it is wrong to nirt P" Is it P" with a swift glance quickly with- drawn. Who—who flirts P Oh, yes, I know You are referring to Annie Merton. I must confess she does, or rather tries to flirt suc- cessfully, but I don't believe she understands the art." Annie Merton, indeed I feel myself getting indignant. An old maid of forty at least. You know perfectly well that I am referring to a certain brown-eyed maiden surnamed Hathaway. Miss Kitty, it is a shame for you to break all these loving hearts." She laughed, a clear, ringing laugh. Bah! Nonsense You men have no hearts to break. Your hearts are petrified, ossified, fossilised, and all the rest of it. You do not know what it is to love a woman truly, steadfastly." Kitty, stop You are wrong, and you know it. You know that I am not a foolish,flirting fellow. You know, or you ought tolinow, that I love Miss Kitty I beg ten thousand pardons, Gordon, but this is my dance. The Manola, Miss Kitty and you did promise it to me." I felt like annihilating the tall young man who had made his way with difficulty to our secluded corner. But there was no hope; she must go. She rose, and I fancied a regretful look in the lovely brown eyes as she turned to me and deposited her bouquet-— a magni- ficent collection of orchids--in my hand. Keep it until I return," she whispered. "If I survive this waltz I will be back here so don't go away." My eye* met hers; I smiled and nodded— and then she was gone. And all at once it occurred to me how dark and dreary the place had grown—what a dull affair the Crampton ball had become and how I missed Kitty Hathaway, And then something else occurred to me also-something that camef crushing down upon me with sudden force, nearly depriving me of my senses. I awoke all at once to the fact that I loved her—I, Alan Gordon, who had long looked upon love and marriage as a remote contingency—all accident which must befall me sometime, but not opw. Oh, no! I was my own master; a fortune of half a million had fallen to me a year ago, and I was quite alone in the world save for my mother. She had given up the hope of my falling in love, for not the slightest fancy had ever troubled the peaceful waters of my existence. But I was awake at last to the knowledge that while I had been dreaming love had stolen in at the door of my heart, and I aroused myself to a realisation of the truth when it was too late to bar the intruder out. While I sat there with Kitty's orchids in my hand, my eyes dreamily watching the floating white-robed figure-she was all in white, a fleecy, gauzy, diaphanous material striped with silver threads-and occasionally intercepting a sly glance from the merry brown eyes from over her partner's shoulder, Mrs. Crampton, with her daughter Clara in tow, made her way with difficulty to my side. Dear me, Alan, what a places to sit, to be sure." Mrs. Crampton had known me all my life, and always addressed me by my given name. You have not met Clara since her return from school. My dear," with a swift glance into Miss Clara's face, this is your old school-mate and playfellow, Alan Gordon. You are five years her senior, Alan. Now, I am going to leave you two to renew old friendship, while I go to Mrs. Marcy yonder. I declare, the old lady is looking faint and ill." No wonder, the atmosphere is stifling," I thought, as I made way for Miss Clara, who lank into the seat at my side which Kitty had vacated. A slender, painfully slender, young lady was Miss Clara Crampton, with pale blue eyes and pale yellow hair, and an air of languor. M Just see Kitty Hathaway," ejaculated that young lady how overdressed she is, and she dances all the time. See, she is flirting with young Granger." I looked; how could I help it ? Had I not been looking at every opportunity while the dancers danced and the sweet waltz music surged upon the perfumed air ? Yes, it looked like flirting, for Kitty's eyes were uplifted to Granger's handsome face, and the very manner of the little witch convinced me that there was mischief brewing. Ah, well! she was not mine. I had no right to dictate or inter- fere. "And you know"—Miss Clara's voice floated across my reverie like a chill east wind—" that the Hathaways are in reduced circumstances, and Kitty is bound to marry a rich man. Dear me! she told me so, Mr. Gordon. She declares she must marry a fortune. What is the matter ?" T had started up with an involuntary excla- mation which I could not repress. Did, the girl know-or care-that she was driving me mad? And just at that instant, with a broken wail, the music died into silence. I arose to my feet. Pardon me, Miss Crampton/' I began, striving hard to be calm and courteous; I have Miss Hathaway's orchids and must re- turn them to her..Orchids are too valuable to be lightly thrown away." Miss Clara bowed, but there was a look of displeasure upon her thin face. 1 made my way slowly from the secluded niche back to the ballroom to Kitty Hatha- way's side. I laid the orchids in her hand. "They are too valuable to lose," I sug- gested. They are hideous!" she cried, tossing them upon a table near. I never could understand the beauty of an orchid any more than I can appreciate the beauty of a mushroom. But Mr. Granger sent them, and 1" I bowed. I understand. He is the last favoured suitor," I cut in, harshly. Kitty lifted her eyes to my face again with that same indignant glance, but fall of pathos too. Will you get my cloak ?" she asked softly —" and please find mamma. I thing I shall go home." With secret satisfaction I obeyed her, and when the carriage had driven away I went back to bid the hostess good night, and took my departure also. I had made up ray mind to ask Kitty Hathaway to be my wife. I loved h.-r. Good beavens! of what had I been thiiilcirg all these months not to have found out the truth before ? Jtraog tha bell at the pretty, little home of the Hathaways the next evening. Kitty and her mother lived in a retired street, in a neat cottage which, with a small income, con- stituted their entire wealtb. She came into the cosy parlour where I awaited her. She was all in black, and her face was very pale. I arose and took her hand in mine at once. I would make no pre- lude or preparation, but would go directly to the point. Kitty," I whispered, I have come to ask you to be my wife. I think I have always loved you. Kitty, Kitty, what is your answer ?" The sweet, pale face drooped. 1—I am sorry," she murmured faintly, but I—I cannot." All my pride was up in arms in a moment. You refuse me, then?" I cried bitterly, And oh, how I love you, Kitty She was trembling like a leai, but she turned away with calm composure. I snatched up my hat and turned to the door, angry, hurt, my pride stung. Good bye," I cried wildly. I hope f may never see you again. You are a flirt, and not worthy of a good man's love." and 1 dashed out of the house like a madman, and went home to my rooms and locked myself in, alone with my dreary thoughts. The next day 1 started on a journey, decid- ing to maske a tour of the far West—visit California, Colorado, and explore the Rocky Mountains. Time passed and I found myself so occupied and interested with the strange sights and the new scenes whither my unquiet spirit led me that the wound inTny heart began to heal. In the meantime I had kept up a correspondence with Clara Crampton. How I had drifted into it I can hardly say, but I found her a pleasant, chatty writer, and was glad to receive her letters. I had just replied to a long epistle, when news connected with some real estate of mine cat home made me decide to return, and I started upon the very next train for the East. I found my mother well, and having attended to my business, turned my steps in the direction of the Crampton mansion. I rang the bell and was ushered into a smali reception-room, which was separated from Miss Ciara's boudoir by heavy azure velvet portieres. I seated myself to await Miss Clara's coming. 1 learned afterwards that the servant was new and untrained, and having shown me in the reception-room, straightway forgot to announce my arrival to the ladies. And sitting there, my presence unsuspected, I heard these words :— Mamma "—it was Clara Crampton's voice—do you think that he will ever pro- pose ? Alan Gordon, I mean, of course. Whom else have I been angling for ever since that night when I told him that Kit Hathaway had determined to marry afortune? And then, you know, I made Kit believe that he had to d me—didn't 1 ever tell you about it, mamma?—that he wou d never marry a girl without a fortune, and, above all, a girl who loves to flirt. In short, I made her be- lieve that he was only amusing himseif with her; and Kit is horribly proud, you know, so that accounts for Gordon going away so sud#|pn y. I am determined to be Mrs. Alan Gordon myself, for he is worth half a mLlion or more." 1 started to my feet in utter consternation, and then the strangest thing occurred. Out from the embrasure of the long window at the other end of the room, where she had sat hidden from my view by the heavy window curtains, came Kitty Hathaway. She had also been a victim to the blundering servant, and we two caged there together had heatd our own story, with all the wrong set right. I put out both hands with a swift glance towards the portieres—a glance which Kitty intrepreted to mean silence. She laid her white hands in mine, and without a word I stooped and kissed her, At that very moment Miss Clare swept aside the portieres, falling back with a stifled shriek as her eyes fell upon the scene. Miss Kitty is my promised wife, Miss Crampton," I said quietly, and we thank you from the bottom of our hearts for having set right the wrong that your own hands have wrought." Kitty has been my dear wife for many a long day, but we will neither of us ever forget the look of defeat, the horror, the conster- nation which rested upon Clara Crampton's face. But it was all her own work, and it was right that she should bear the penalty.— Toronto Mail.

VARIETIES. It was the young lady that was singing I fear no foe" that stopped long enough to scream when someone in the back of the hall yelled Hats." A Philadelphia saloon keeps, according to the placards, Bolloney, sorseg, pig's feet, oyster supe, sheap's tungs." The shortest name seen on the register of an American hotel was that of Mr. C. Ax. New York has a citizen named Py. "Then the guests went home and the neigh- bours went to sleep," is the way a local weekly winds up its account of a lively party given in the neighbourhood. A new method of census-taking has been adopted in Chicago. The authorities have decided that the population is 1,500.000, and the census-takers have been ordered to find them. She What have you brought that brown paper and string for ? He: Oh, some one told me that this was the sort of music one could take away with one. Do to pack it up, or what ? Caller Is your mistress in ? Servant: No, ma'am. Cailer When will she be in ? Ser- vant: 1 couldn't say, ma'm; I don't know when she's going out. Lady And how is your master getting on, gardener, with the part of your territory he has undertaken to keep in order ? Gardener: Well, ma'am, I can't say as 'ow 'e's done much mischief as yet. Mamma," said a little girl the other Sun- day, why does our minister always say lastly' in the middle of the sermon ?" "Dora must have suffered some terrible disappointment. One never sees her smile now. What is the matter ?" Two front teeth pulled." Mrs. Gasket I wonder why such a house as that is called a Queen Anne? Gasket: Because Queen Anne would rather haue died than live- in it. He Why are you so sad, darling ? She I was just thinking, dearest, that this was the last evening we could be together till to- morrow." Minister The love of money is the root of all evil. Parishioner: That isn't the worst thing about money. Ah What is ?" The difficulty of getting any." As a pleasant faced woman passed the corner Jones touched his hat to her, and remarked feelingly to his companion, Ah, my boy, I owe a great deal to that woman." Your mother?" was the query. No, my land- lady." Say," said an excited sportsman to a farmer, did you see a bird fall anywhere about here? 1 shot at one just now and saw the feathers fly." No, 1 ain't seen nothing of it. I guess when the feathers flew the bird flew with them." The Piatt deutchenvogelscheutzengeaell- schaft contemplate taking a trip to the near future over the line of the Electrictischess- trasseeisenbahnwagengesell-scnaft, is the an- nouncement that recently appeared in a German-American paper. The French judge, Du Harlay, was in the habit of saying, Nothing is easier than to decide a law suit when the facts are first laid before the court, and nothing more difficult after the several advocates have spoken. A country gentleman, who was a bachelor, was in the habit, whenever he heard of the death of any gentleman in his neighbourhood, of hastening to pay his respects and offer his services to his widow. One of his acquain- tances, joking him on the fact that his offers had never as yet been accepted, he replied, The truth is, all those I have hitherto been td were already engaged." Mrs. Witberby: What did your cook do ? Go off in a huff? Mrs. Plankington: No; 1 she went off in my taylor-made gown.

WALES AND THE GENERAL ELECTION. « 0 WELSH CONSTITUENCIES AND CANDIDATES. The following is a Complete List up to date of the Candidates for Welsh and Monmouthshire Borough and County Constituencies:- BOROUGHS. Eleven Constituencies—Twelve Members. No. OF CONSTITUENCY. ELECTORS. SITTING MEMBERS. CANDIDATES. CARDIFF. 16,886 Sir E. J. lleed (G.) Sir Si. J. Reed (G.) Mr. John Gunn (L.U.) CARMARTHEN 5,289.. Sir Arthur Stepney (G.) Sir J. J. Jenkins (L.U.) Major Jones (G.) CARNARVON 4,723 Mr.D. Lloyd-George(G.) Mr. D. Lloyd-George (G.) Sir J. Puleston (L.U.) DENBIGH. 3,521 Hon. G. T. Kenyon (C.) Hon.G.T.Kenvon(C.) Mr. T. Howell-Wjlliams (G.) FLINT 3,710 Mr. John Roberts (G.) Mr. J. H. Lewis (G.) Mr. P. P. Pennant (C.) MERfHYR (Two) 17,271.. Mr. D. A. Thomas (G.) Mr. D. A. Thomas (G.) Mr. W. P. Morgan (G.) Mr. W. P. Morgan (G.) Mr. B. F. Williams (C.) Mr. A. Davies (I.) MONMOUTH 7,697 Sir G. Elliot (C.) Sir G. Elliot (C.) Mr. A. Spicer (G.) MONTGOMERY. 2,936 Hon. F. Hanbury-Tracy Hon. F. Hanbury-Tracy (G.) (G.) Sir P. Prvce-Jones (C.) P !(MBROKE. 5.980 General Laurie (C.) Mr. Egerton Allen (G.) SWANSEA (District) 10,047 Sir Hussey Vivian (G.) Sir Hussey Vivian (G) Alderman Monger (L.U) SWANSEA (Town) 8,447 Hon. S. F. Ormsby-Gore (C.) COUNTIES. Twenty-two Constituencies—Twenty-two Seats. ANGLESEY 10,093 Mr. T. P. Lewis (G.) Mr. T. P. Lewis (G.) Mr. Morgan Lloyd (C.) BRECON 10,551 Mr. W. F. Maitland (G.) Mr. W. F. Maitland (G.) Major T. Wood (C.) CARDIGAN 13,155 Mr. W. B. Rowlands (G.) Mr. W. B. Rowlands (G.) Mr. W. Jones (L.U.) CARMARTHEN (E.) 9,136 Mr. Abel Thomas (G.) Mr. Abel Thomas (G.) CARMARTHEN (W.) 9,262 Mr. J. L. Morgan (G.) Mr. J. L. Morgan (G.) CARNARVON (Arvon) 9,354 Mr. W. Rathbone (G.).. Mr. W. Rathbone (G.) CARNARVON (Eivion) 9,630 Mr. J. B. Roberts (G.) Mr. J. B. Roberts (G.) Mr. W. Humphreys (C.) DENBIGH (Bromfield) 9,941 Mr. G. O. Morgan (G.).. Mr. G. O. Morgan (G.) Mr. W. W. Wynn (C.) DENBIGH (V. of Clwyd) 9,915 Col. Cornwallis West Col. Cornwallis West (L.U.) (L.U.) Mr. J. H. Roberts (G.) FLINT 10,075.. Mr. S. Smith (G.) Mr. S. Smith (G.) Sir R. Cunliffe (L.U.) GLAMORGAN (East) 11,741 Mr. A. Thomas (G.) Mr. A. Thomas (G.) Mr. H. C. Lewis (C.) GLAMORGAN (Mid) 11,373 Mr. S. T. Evans (G.) Mr. S. T. ICvans (G.) Mr. F. Grove (C.) GLAMORGAN (West or Gower) 11,937 Mr. D. Randell (G.) Mr. D. Randell (G.) Sir J. T.D. Llewelyn (C-) GLAMORGAN (Rhondda) 9,457.. Mr. W. Abraham ,G.) Mr. W. Abraham (G.) Mr. Morris (L.U.) GLAMORGAN (South) 12,481 Mr- A. J. Williams (G.).. Mr. A. J. W illiams (G-) Sir Morgan Morgan (C.) MERIONETH 9,137 Mr. T-E. Ellis (G.) Mr. T. E. Ellis (G.) Mr. H. Owen (C-) MONTGOMERY. 9,880 Mr. Stuart Rendel (G.) Mr. S-Rendel (G.) Capt. D. H. Mytton (C.) MONMOUTH (North) 12,130 Mr. T. P. Price (G.) Mr. T. P. Price (G.) Mr. J. A. Rolls (C.) MONMOUTH (South) 13,211 Col. the Hon. F. C. Colonel the Hon. F. C. Morgan (C.) Morgan (C.) Baron Profumo (G.) MONMOUTH (West) 11,251 Mr. C. M. Warming- Mr. C. M. Warming- ton (G.) ton (G.) s M r. W. H. Meredyth (C.) PEMBROKE 10,895 Mr. W. Davies (G.) Sir C. E- G. Philipps (C.) Mr. W. K. Davies (G.) RADNOR 4,535 The Hon. A. Walsh (C.) Mr. J. L. Bradney (C.) Mr. Frank Edwards (G.)

NOTES BY "BALLOT BOX." Probably things political were never more strikingly in the peculiar position described I by the words at sixes and sevens than in the Swansea Town constituency just now. With a wise and courteous and sympathetic feeling, with which all must agree, it has been thoroughly understood that nothing shall be arranged in respect to the coming fight till after the remains of poor Mr. Dillwyn have been placed under the sod. But, for all that, I a good deal of whispering is going on, and, without proceeding to the verge of actual business, it may be said that Mr. K. D. Burnie is still the only name mentioned on the Liberal side, and the party leaders are in a quandary. The position of the Conservative party is also peculiarly unfortunate. Sir John Jones Jenkins, if he were still the Unionist candidate, would, undoubtedly, have stood a splendid chance of success. His decision to go to the Carmar- then Boroughs is deemed almost unlucky by some, for if he had prosecuted his canvass at Swansea he would have been regarded as, on the whole, the most natural successor to Mr. Dillwyn who could be named. In default of Sir John, however, sugges- tions are actually being made that Sir John Llewelyn—who by the death of his uncle has been freed from past pledges-should take up the fight instead of Mr. Ormsby Gore, and that the latter should be found a seat else- where. It is even suggested that they should change constituencies. The suggestion seems to be a bit outre, to my way of thinking. Of course, if Mr. Gore chooses to retire, or, after consultation with the party, decides upon any other course of action, all well and good, but the party locally could hardly inter- fere in the way suggested. Sir E. J. Reed has not done himself any good by his election address. It is the usual thing to say in the circumstances, but it happens that in the present instance the truth is so obvious that even the Separatists cannot miss it. The production is flippant and offensive, and altogether unworthy of an old stager like Sir E. J. The latter does not appear to think that his position warrants any deference to the sense of dignity. An address couched in the Turkey-carpet language of a cheap Jack might appropriately come from a Profumo or an Upward, anxious above all things of attracting notice. But Sir 10. J. Reed wants to be considered a serious politician, and not an irresponsible seeker after notoriety, who has got to shout in order to be noticed at all. The address, however, with its wild, baseless assertions and distorted facts, gives no token of this. It seems to have been written while the hon. member was beside himself with an attack, say, of tooth- ache or-heartache. But, if a statement current in some quarters is to be believed, the address will not ill-befit the reception which the-local Caucus are pre- paring for the sitting member when he pre- sents himself for the last time as a candidate for Cardiff. My readers will, doubtless, remember how Artemus Ward went to the pains of arranging for a serenade, which was to be absolutely spontaneous on the part of the serenaders and absolutely unexpected on the part of the serenaded. Sir K. J. Heed's reception, if it comes off on the lines suggested, wit show that the methods which the humorist introduced into a funny fiction are not unknown to the Separatists of Cardiff. The remarkable likeness of the two pro- grammes suggests imitation. Children and adults with childish tastes will enjoy the spectacle, of course; but what of intelligent electors? Will not the very need of such circus pageantry bring into bold relief the difference in the relative positions occupied by the two candidates ? One is ever with the electors, sharing in their every-day Jives; the other is so rarely seen as to demand a spontaneous serenade" to celebrate a fugitive visit. I fail to see how the empha- sising of the difference can serve the Cardiff Radicals. The Profamists once upon a time yearned for publicity. But the yearning has ceased. Publicity revealed the true proportions of the band marched through the constituency, and revealed also the Baron's" indisposition to face painfully disagreeable faots. If Falstaff had been a Parliamentary candidate he would not have been so ready to let the world know the character of the trooo he led through Coventry. "Baron Profumo is a candidate, and it is not surprising, there- fore, that he has lately developed a strong disMke to newspaper reports — unless they be reports of the kind furnished by his own henchmen. His future movements will not be disclosed to the Western Mail, and we shall have to depend upon our district correspondents and friends in the division for timely notification of Profumist meetings. It may charitably be concluded that certain Radicals of the better sort who have become entangled in the Pro- fumist net do not wish the light to rest upon their political labours. Their scruples in this regard are creditable to them. The news of the adoption of a Conservative candidate for Mid-Glamorgan has given the liveliest satisfaction in all parts of the con- stituency. The agricultural section of the electorate have never concealed their chagrin that one whom they could have regarded as suitable had not been selected to succeed the late Father of the House of Commons. Mr. T. C. Grove will return to the seat of war to-day. He will make Neath his headquarters. Happily, the lessons of the past have been duly learnt, and Mr. Grove will find an organised army, thoroughly devoted and eager for the clash of arms. I hope this figure will not be mis- understood. Mr. Lewis J. Kempthorne has, I hear, been appointed election agent to Mr. Grove. This step is a wise one, as it has ensured efficient service in every sense of the word. Mr. Allen Upward, as the corner man of the Merthyr National and Amalgamated Combination of Liberal and Labour Carpet- baggers, has got off one happy hit. He has formally given away what he never had. This is done in the true spirit of comedy. Grave critics mentally incap- able of seeing a joke fancy that the Cardiff barrister's withdrawal is due to the non-arrival of the overwhelming invitation from the working men which at the outset was warranted to stiffen the back of the little man. But the critics are hopelessly out of their reckoning. The success of Mr. Upward as the jokist of the combination is entirely attributable to a delusion firmly fixed in his mind that the working men are only restrained by base influences from rush- ing to his feet. Now,ff Mr. Alfred Davies, of Hampstead, who has for years been wandering with despairing eyes over the Welsh constituencies in the hope of an opening, will go and do likewise, we may hope to see the stage cleared for a rousing fight. if he has the grace to do so, perhaps that grace will carry him further than it has doae his rival, who insists upon stalking the constituency so as to be on the spot should another chance offer. This position of partly in and pardy out is convenient to the candidate, but trying to the nerves of the electors. Why, the division will at this rate be full of political prowlers in the course of the week. The hotels can scarcely accommodate all who think they just fit the second seat. With Mr. Herbert C. Lewis as their cham- pion, the Unionists of East Glamorgan can be trusted to give a good account of themselves. Mr. Lewis before the fight is done will, I have not the slightest doubt, demon- strate his right to be considered a chip of the old block. As the son of one of the ablest of living Welshmen, much is expected of him, and his initial effort yesterday warrants the belief that he will realise the most sanguine expeotations. This brilliant young Welshman has his spurs to win politically, and now the hour and the occasion have come for him. The Unionists of the division are delighted with their captain, and the campaign opens under the cheeriest of conditions. The saws which have come down to us hoary with antiquity, and which are sup- posed to contain the concentrated wisdom of the ages, are, like many a modern term which captivates unthinking men, not of universal application Time heals all things," say the sages, but time bas not, and will not, heal the sore wounds inflicted on the Liberal party in the Carmarthen Boroughs by the foisting of the M'Kinley Major" upon that constituency. The feeling of resentment at the shelving of Mr. Lewis Morris is still very keen, and not all Major Jones's religious peripatetics afford any salve for the wounds. One suspiciously curious thing about the mode "Major" Jones's candidature is now being prosecuted is found in his love of holding meetings in chapel schoolrooms. People in Carmarthen have not forgotten how, when the arrangements for the meetings at which Major Jones and Mr. Lewis Morris were to address the electors ill the preliminary canter were being made, Major" Jones contemp- tuously disregarded the arrangement that he should address a meeting in Lammas-street Chapel schoolroom-which proposal Mr. Lewis Morris, a Churchman, had accepted without demur—and demanded that the Town-hall should be engaged for him. > I believe "Major" Jones, when he found out how he had erred, talked euphemistically about wanting the Town-hall so as to get the largest possible crowd, but it is singular that now he delights in small chapel schoolrooms. The M'Kinley Major'' makes no progress in Carmarthen. With one solitary exception, he has not won over to his side any of the active members of the Carmarthen Thirty, and none of the leading Liberals of the town attend his meetings while even the exception alluded to only gives a grudging adherence to the "Lance-corporal." At Llanelly the "Major's" candidature is chiefly promoted by most unpopular indi- viduals, and the manner of his selection at the landrindod pic-nic sticks in the throats of the more reputable members of the party. The Major has renounced M'Kinleyism, and novy says he was always opposed to it. 1 should like to hear when and where, prior to his becoming candidate for the Carmarthen Boroughs, Major Jones opposed the M'Kinley policy. Meanwhile, a great deal of wirepulling is going on in order to induce Mr. Lewis Morris to espouse his rival's candidature, and pres- sure is being put upon the poet to force his aid. Carmarthen people can stand a lot quietly—they have proved that by their com- parative quiescence while the farce of select- ing" Major Jones was being played out and their calm demeanour since the successful working of the trick, but I fancy that Mr. Lewis Morris's appearance on Major" Jones's platforms would rouse such a storm of indig- nation as would wipe out—politically, of course-the" Major" and all his abettors. The capturing of Mr. Lewis Morris would prove the last straw. General Laurie's progress through the Pembroke Boroughs partakes of the character of a triumphant procession. He has caught the public eye in a truly wonderful way. Pembroke Dock people hope for great things from the distinguished soldier and statesman. Their hopes are certainly based on better grounds than usually underlie expectations created by political exigencies. General Laurie, long before he dreamt of seeking Parliamentary honours in England, closely identified himself with the scheme upon which the future of Milford Haven depends. He has a host of powerful friends across the Atlantio, and when he becomes M.P. for the boroughs he will be the natural guide and director of efforts put forth on this side to reaiise the hope so long deferred. t Mr. Egerton Allen's squeezability is an ever-green jest in the Pembroke Boroughs. vVhen all other themes give out, some variant of the famous declaration generally serves to whisk away feelings of depression. Even the poets have derived inspiration from it. One of them weighs in with the following metrical version of the speech, viz.:— A SONG OF THE PEMBROKE BOROUGHS. (Mr. C. F. ESEKTON ALLEN, the Liberal Candidate, loquitur.) Dear friend?, you wish to know if I've Political opinions. There's no more lucky man alive In ill the Queen's dominions. I have a creed— I have, indeed; It's rot, a very long onf But. you'll agree, I think, with me, It is a very strong-one. MI will do-l will do Whatever you do wish me to." I own I love the dear old Church With love sincere and hearty, But I will leave hr.r in the lurch If ordered by my party. Our foes may jeer, And flout and sneer, And cull me false and fickle; But, on the whole, I'd risk my soul To get them in a pickle. "1 will do—I will do Whatever you do wish me to. II I own I feel a Britou's pride In relLding British history, And why some idiots would divide J Our land to me's a mystery. But if you say Wales must not stay As part of a great nation* Why, then you'll find I'll change my mind, And vote for separation. I will do—I will do Whatever you do wish me to." I own there must be rich and poor; Life's full of odds and evens; But on my views I ,«et no store To get into St. Stephen's. So if you think You'd like to sink All lords and squires and rectors, I'll vote away Their wealth to-day To you, my dear electors. "I will do—I will do Whatever you do wish me to."

SERIOUS ILLNESS OF MRS. W. ABRAHAM. We regret to learn that Mrs. Abraham, the wife of the hon. member for the Rhondda Valley (Mr. W. Abraham), is confined to her bed through a serious attack of illness. Mabon," in the course of his speech at the annual meeting of the Rhondda Labour and Liberal Association on Mon- day, said that her recovery was regarded as hope- lofs—an announcement which evoked general expressions of sympathy.

BOATING FATALITY NEAR ST. DONArS. A correspondent writing from St. Donat's, near Bridgend, sends us particulars of a singular boat- ing accident which he witnessed on Sunday even- ing. He first of all observed a small pleasure-boat tossed to and fro by the waves. With the aid of a telescope he distinctly saw a man lying full length in the bows. In a few minutes the boat ook a sudden plunge, went down, and soon re- appeared bottom upwards. This was the last our correspondent saw of the boat and the poor un- fortunate fellow who was in her. As far as he could judge, by means of the gliss, the colour of the boat was white, with a blue band running along the side.

A CARDIFF GIRL IN A FRENCH! ASYLUM. The head-constiible of Cardiff (Mr. W. McKenzie) has received information from Dijon to the effect that a young woman named Fanny Lewis, of Car- diff, has been detained in an asylum there while on her way home (it is supposed) from Algiers. The representative of Great Britain at Paris has made inquiries into the case, and now the Foreign Olhce authorities have communi- cated with the police at Cardiff, in the hope that the parents or relatives of the young woman may be discovered. If the latter will communicate with the head-constable, he will be glad to supply them with all the information he has in bis possession.

MTJNDAY LIVER PILLS act direct upon the liver. Thev contain no mercury, are suitable for all ages and climates, and without doubt are the best Pill for Biliousness, Liver Complaints, and Indigestion Sold in boxes Is., 2". 6d., and 4s. 6d., post free, by the Proprietor, T. fllunday, Chemist, 1, High-street Cardiff. E140 "Keen vovr wife vr>une" by seeing that she Q,es RIZINE .BAKING POWDER. 11284

TRAMWAY ACCIDENT AT SWANSEA. Two boys named Gale and Williams, living in Balaclava-street, Swansea, were on Monday after- noon run over by a tramcar. They crossed the line from behind another car and were knocked down. Williams is detained in the hospital.

THE LORD MAJOR AND GLAMORGAN. Lord Windsor, the Lord-Lieutenant of Gla- morganshire, has appointed the Lord Mayor (Mr. David Evans) a deputy-lieutenant of that county, of which he is a native and landowner.

How to Get the Credit of Heing a Good Cook.— Use RIZINE BAKiNOr POWDER. It does the work for you., • 11284

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MISS JENNER IN THE LAW COURTS. I In the Court of Appeal on Monday, Miss Jenner (who has now been for a considerable period before the courts of law in reference to some pro- perty which she claims in South WRIes) appeared in person before the Master of the Rolls and Lords Justices Bowen and Smith to appeal from an order of Justices Day and Charles tefusing to restore her actions against Messrs. Morgan, Peacock, and Latty for trial.—Miss Jenner pointed out that the judgment was given against her while she was suffering from iHness.—Mr. Abel Thomas, M.P., appeared for the respondents.-The Master of the Rolls, in giving judgment, said the court had no power in the matter-in fac!, no juris. diction, and her appeal must, be dismissed, with costs.—Lords Justices Bowen and Smith con- curred. •

Truth says" A speech delivered by the Roman Catholic Hishop, of Salford at a temperance meeting at Ashton-under-Lyne was so sensible and moderate that it deacrvse notice. The Hishop suggested that, whilst strong beers should be taxed, the sale of light heers not above a certain minimum strength should be encouraged by being freed from duty. This is a doctrine that 1 have always preached. It is, indeed, a pity that mere temperance reformers ace not as reasonable and as practical as the Bishop of Salford." A large measure of the success of the Golden Sunlight Ale may be attributed to the fact that it is brewed on these lines, and will compare favourably with the ordinary high- coloured, strong, heady ales. It is brewed from malt prepared from the finest Herefordshire bar- ley, and most delicately flavoured with hops, culled HWor'«ters," but really grown in trie rich, ferule valleys of Herefordshire. Messrs. Watkins ami Son, of the Berefprd brewery, are the only brewers of this famous Ale, and it is sold hy over 200 AgenU of the Nortlj, South, East, and West of the Britisn Isles, Soutji Wales Office 94, St. Mary-streu, Stores: Westgate-street. Cardiff. 79759 Advice to Young Wives'.—" Don't drive your husband Ka his clufb bv giving him pastry like gutta jxswUa. but use RIZI2TE SA22NQ POWDER." 11234

FATAL ACCIDENT AT BARRK f DOCK. An accident, which proved fatal, happened at Barry Dock on Monday evening. A lad, aged six- teen, named William Tnylor, of Station-street, Barry Dock, was passing between the buffers of two railway trucks, when the engine to which the trucks were attached suddenly backed, and the unfortunate lad was terribly crushed. The lad, who was unconscious, expired ten minutes after t he occurrence- Dock-constable William Palmer, together with a dock hand named John Blainy (member of Dr. Kelly's St. John Ambulance Class), rendered all possible assistance.

ADVICE TO MOTHKBS."—Are you broken in your rest by a hick child suffering with the pain of cut: ing teeth ? Go at once to a chemist, and get is bottle of MRS. WINSLOW'S SOOTHING SnlUP. It will relieve the poor sufferer immediately. It is per- fectly harmless; it produces niturio, quiet sleep. by relieving the child from pain, urd the little cherub awakes as bright as IJ. button." Of alP chemists. K1797 THIS UKKAT CURE FOR CORNS. — l\htnd"y'e V'ridine.—Still further testimony. A Chemist writes:—" Wiit you send me a bott'.a of youi Viridine? It is for my own use. Iy«et plenty 01 corn cures of the same colour, hut none of there appear to equal yours." No one ought to say IIi. corns are incurable until he has used "Viridine.' Thousands have been cured, some of wham ha< suffered for over 50 years. Beware of imitation., Sold in bottles, Is. by post, by the Proprietor, J; Muridav, Chemist, 1, Uiyh-streut, and ai, Chemists E2623 Stop, John, <mid his wife. Whr.tpvcr are yo, doing will) thai ;pi>le dumpling V" A dumpling i» it? said her suspicious husband, who WHS abstracted! bouncing the thing on the floor, "You don't mean t' sav these were mennt to eat." I do, and ths dear little woman burst out crying. "But. the fact is John dear, i for-forgot to pu-pat the RIZINE BAKINCi POWDEKin." 11284 Printed and Published for the ilroprietors b- DAVIEX OWEN AND Co. (LIMITED) at the Westert Mail" Offiota. St. Mury-st,r«!Kl„ Caniiff in the (JounU ot C:ilIlDloJ""a II. TUESDAY. JUNE 21. 183*