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[COPYRIGHT.] That Other Man. By WILLIAM NORTH, °r of "The Queen of tlie Gipsies," "With in Hand," "The Story Wonderful," ales of the Dale Land," "The Baron'a Daughter." &c. °F PRECEDING CHAPTERS: Dick t,e a wealthy young man, engaged to that is warned in a mysterious note ianrt not marry his sweetheart, •*arn/ °r ^arm befall them. The 'hont *B rein^orce(l by an attempt to i & &i 1 anc* an aHeraPt' to lnre int° 1H-race in the river. He determines to fr: a friend, Dr. Smithson. of Black- While in town Dick visits his clun, coat *8 taken by another member, Ethk ^>a^e' *8 found murdered on the jjjy ^flkment. It is clear that the ^riouB murderer mistook Page for CHAPTER V. THEEE FAIR WOMEN. '°°kJ ^orran la-id down the newspaper and t^g across ^er ^n8ba'nd, who was busily in litSrally breaking his fa-st to Sir Sr,Vety' very strange, and terribly sad." Itiijj. ^ranci8, clad in shooting clothes, with. of nothing more earthly than part- es !?' ^°°fe&d up at his beautiful wife quickly, as never too busy to pay attention to t>6', even such important matters as *lj„ kfa.st and sport had to take back places "j? Milady spoke. *1V *8 that, my dear?" dreadful affair," pointing to a colnnm Oef PaPer. "Poor Lancelot Pagol I remem- ''Ai 111 35 l^ite a boy." a bit rocky, eh?" Ush, Francis! you forget." Thia reprov- W* f°r Lady Morran always tried to speak ot tvof ^0 living and never disrespectfully dead. to be sure, poor fellow 1 Anything "J? in the papers?" 0 ia a account of the inquest, that throws very little light upon the "Vja • True, it is hinted that the police "g a clue, but it does not say what it is." ^ith the poachers, my dear. The a/lwaJrfl have a clue, but never a ^'r Francis grinned at his own wit. Morran shook her head at her husband >^«8^*iOgly, yet she smiled on him none the is a great deal more serious than and it is extremely unpleasant for W0ick to have his name mixed up with the in this way." ^ight have been a good deal more tin- ^a-d ^is nams mixed up ^1er "way, my dear. Hew did they • ''Oh11 coat business?" Vf p' extremely eimple. Both Dick and poor aVat ^ad supper at the Snaffle Clnb that an<^ took Dick's coat by mio- That Is how the terrible report got that it was Dick who had been mur- sort of an accident. I shan't forget hurry, lalf the servants from the crying and saying their master was wait never so thankful to get a tele- VcVa i'^e as I was to get that wire of 8a^n £ it was all a mistake. How w >^4 thia morning? Poor childl What she "Oh u Ugh!" better, really better. Dr. Kirkup says °nly the shock that made her so *4 m ancI restless last night. Still, ehe has sleep, and will be down by lunch- 4^' won't she, Josie?" eJ0 *50^0 Lady Morran turned to greet a- %t.t>«RU:r* had just entered the break- ',y0om. v'* r€ally, auntie dear. Good-morning, Mji aQcis, Maud has had her breakfast, and j °t let me stay with her any longer. I don't think you need go on being t}^lp Francis watchcd the girl move across V°°m and take her place at the table with pleasure, not quite untouched (s_ r>nde^ Strangers for the most part felt when, for the first time, their eyes ^u; beautiful form and striking face Majeon. One never quite knew to call her lovely or not. Handsome 6s ^ey°nd doubt, yet It vat not just graceful carriage, her perfect figure, ^Jal bair, or wonderful eyes that •^o/^ted one's attention; it was rather that 4[j uniiie every other girl. She lacked J^frcialUy; she was perfectly natural, *V>lnt °i8i9 moro than that, for she was V) gpjfe y, .^ea-riegs, and most men called her S, 'aot, Bright and merry to a fault, Waa Qta9ofein and mischievous at times, ^et kind, tendar, and courteous, as a °nian should be. But, then, as moro tofcvej, remarked, mere worda could daeoribe the true charms of Misa Mason, Melbourne, vejy position was interesting. An sreat wealth and entirely alone. Yiaa her own mistress; 1'6t ehe was none the less glad to live for the present under the protection of her mother's old friend. Lady Morran. Sir Francis returned to his breakfast with a sigrh of relief, though his thoughts were still full of his beloved daughter. "Poor chhd! poor child! It was a fearful shock to her. Ii, really vexes me to think that all the while she need never have known. Has she heard from Dick this morning, Miss Josie?" "Oh, yes, air. Poor little Maud was terribly restless all night, even with Dick's photo in her hand. But when the letters came this morning and Maud got a whole half-sheet of very scrawling writing from Mr. Eussel she just tucked it -under her cheek, as though the crackly paper were softer far than any pillow. and straightway fell asleep with such a smile of dear contentment that I had to turn away lest I should him her, and so break the charm." "I'm afraid you didn't get much sleep your- self, dear," began Lady Morran, gently, while Sir Francis pushed back his chair with unnecessary haste and went somewhat noisily over to the sideboard to All his liaak "You are very good to my little daughter, Miss Josie," he muttered gruffly, as ho left the room. "Is ho gone?" Lady Morran leant forward and touched the girl's arm caressingly. "I think your little picture of Maud touched him. He is so tender about all concerning her, and you have such a sweet, strange way of shaking, childie." Josie mads a little gesture of despair. "I hate being strange, and, really, you know, I only said just what happened, and now I've made Sir Francis quite uncomfortable. It's too bad." But her hostess only laughed. "Oh, no, you silly girl; you've pleased him really. Dear man, he thinks that he has hurried off to get away from women's chatter to his precious partridges, while really he is wasting time in the gun-room until he can return with proper dignity to bid me goou- bye, say something else about Maud, and arrange our next happy meeting with ridiculous precision." Josie shook her head laughingly. "I hope he won't. It would serve you right, and I could jeer at you. A woman has no right to be so certain of a man, my beautiful auntie." But Lady Morran only smiled complacently. "We shall see, dear. Another cup of coffeer I don't profees to know much about mankind, but I do know my man." Josie went on with her breakfast thought- fully, tlieh all of a sudden her eyes began to sparkle. "I'm glad we didn't bet about it," she mur- mured mischievously, for at that moment there was heard without the sound of a heavy tread in the hall. Then the stock of a gun thumped heavily on the parquet floor, and after that Sir Francis entered, closely followed by an old and privileged spaniel. "I'm afraid I'm late, dear," he began, hurriedly. "Mustn't keep the parson waiting, eh? not to mention Wilson and the dogs. Good-bye, little woman." And Sir Francis stooped and kissed his wife with all a wedded lover's devotion. "One!" murmured Josie. "Eh, what's that, Miss Mischief? 'One?' No, no; two at least for a married man. Well, good-bye; take care of yourselves." And Sir Francis turned to go. Then, having reached the door, he stopped. "Let me see. I think you said the child had slept all right in the finish? Don't like to go up to disturb her. Tell her her old dad left her a kies." "Two!" from Josie, very softly. But Sir Francis heard her none the less. "Miss Josie, I believe you are what Sam Weller would call 'a twigging of me.' Well, I forgive you, because you've just reminded me of something that I wanted to say. Why should not you three idlers bring me some lunch? It's a Jovely day, and we could have quite a nice little pic-nic out m the open some- where. Save tho parson's legs, don't you know." "Certainly, dear," returned Lady Morran, dutifully, trying hard to conceal a smile. "When and where?" "Oh, any time that suits you. What do you say to two o'clock, under the Lady Oak in the ten acre? You know where I mean? Favourite spot of mine, nice and cool, near the wood. Now, mind you don't forget. I shall be looking forward to seeing all 'threo beautiful women,' as Dick calls you. We shall be able to show you some birds even if we can't show you any kangaroo shooting, Miss Josie." "We don't shoot kangaroos, air.- But even as she spoke she spread three strong, beautifully-shaped fingers out in front of Lady IforTan7s taee. "Good-bye. Sir Frannus. 1 -w"au lmep them up to time. I don't think it's nice for women to bet. do yon?" "Women bet? WhY. -whn-t's the child talking about? They never could among themselves, for a woman only bets on a dead oert, and wouldn't pay if by any chance she lost. How you two do keep a man gossiping, to be Fare 1" Left alone, Josie shook her head at the elder woman reprovingly, "'r believe that -waa -what Six Txamsas cajb a dead oert/ N "J I merer 'bet. "Bmt It was a -dead cert." waaaft it?" "1: di6rike slanr, res. W&IL Y-aere ragier lutiky, anyway, auntie. Fancy having a man belonging to you of whom you can speak with certainty.! Unique, isir't it ?" "I hope not, rm sure, if only for Maud's aa-lve. What do you think, my dear?" Josie fell to fingering a bowl of flowers near her, '1 don't like men much; that, is. of course, excepting Sir Francis, and lie is delightful. "And Dick?" "I suppose so, I'm certainly not in love -with Mr. Richard D"ATcy Bussel." I "So much tho better for Maud. But why?" "Oh, Jie is too well-groomed and sell- satisfled, and-and trivial." Lady Morran's fa-ce clouded ever so slightly. "I think I know what you mean, only I'm sorry for you," "Sorry for inel Why, atrntie?" "Because you are going to make the mistake of looking out for a hero, and just so long aa you do one of two things is almost certain to happen. Either you will not find one and admit it, or else you will fancy that you have succeeded and be disappointed." "How so?" "Because, dear, men are not heroes, and they never were." "And yet one reads of them," ''Ah, yes, in the old books, for then men were the writers, and so gave birth to a rac-e of heroic men—for the writers wrote what they wished the world to believe. Now, however, women have wrested away the pen, and the heroes hava all disappeared, for the women write of what they see," Josie sighed. Then of a sudden smiled back brightly.. "Despite your cynicism, I shall still look for my hero." "And shall you know him when you see him?" "Of course, I shall. Let me see now. To begin with, he will be tall, and broad, and strong," Lady Morran nodded. "Yes, they are always tall, and broad, and strong. Well?" "And he will have brave, piercing eyes, and a mouth which is firm without being crueL 1 should like him to be clean-shaven; yet shading, after all. is affectation, so I'm afraid ha must have a curly beard. Then, of course, he will-be gentle, kind. and courteous; yet fearless and unflinching, staunch and true. Oh,^ and a lot of other things that are good, witii just enough of the harmless faults to make him human." "But when you meet thia giant of perfection, ghttN. yon fall <;<m and worship, or dare you take him by the hand and walk through life by hki side?" "I don't quite know.. I think he shall go a pace or two aLead to clear the way, and yet There-! What folly I am talking! We bogibai jn j-es-t, and have grown -quite serious. Listen'! I hear Maudie coming, and she is singing. Fancy that;! Maud, who could do nothing- save weep all yesterday." "You see, her "hero -at least is £ afe.,v "Dick Krue-sel, hero!" And Josie set a face. A more striking -contrdgt thanthat between the Australian girl and the English it would hav-s been difficult to imagine. Maud Morran was small and very fair. If she lacked the refined beauty of her mother, she had yet the sweet, innocent face of a lovely child—and child she was in more ways than one, if a woman in her devotion to all dear to her. This morning s-he looked especially lovely, and both her mother and her friend smiled on her affectionately., remembering yester- day's misery. "Good morning, mammy. Dick is condng:" "Yes. I think I could have told you that from your face. When?" "At 12.30, He is bringing two friends with him." "Who am they, dear?" "You'll never guess. Why, one of them Is that wonderful doctor friend we have never seen but have heard so much aboiLt-Fitzroy Smithson." "Fitzroy Smithson, M.D. mocked Josie. HOh, Maud, what a terrible name! Why, it's almost as bad as Josephine Mason/' "By the bye. will the hero have to have a euphonious name?" I This from the eider lady, slyly. Oh, two or three very grand ones, with pro- bably a title," returned Jasie, gravely. "I don't know what you two are talking about," broke in Maud; "but, really, you mustn't laugh at the doctor or his name, for Dick says he is wonderful." "What. may we not even laugh at the liero's hero?" "Really, Josie, bowaibsurd you are! If Dr. Smithson is half as wonderful as Dick says you won't want to laugh at him. He has got all sorts of degrees and things of that sort, and is quite one of the cleverest men, and he lives all alone in a. horrid part. of London over the river." "No! Docs he really? Well, that, at any rate, is wonderful. Who is the other man?" I "I don't know anything about him except that his name is Captain Wainwright. I believe he is a friend of the docl.or's, but rm not sure," I "What an extremely fortunate man he must be!" murmured Josie, wickedly. I "Well, of course, I'm more than delighted to I see Dick," began Lady Morran. "and I shall be pleased to see his friends, though just to- day it is rather a nuisance, for we have pro- mised to take lunch to your father." "I don't I see how we can to-day. You see, I really could not disappoint Dick." Lady Morran's fair face clouded. Unselfish as ehe was, neither could she disappoint the man to whom a glimpse of her was as pure I sunshine. I Josie came to the rescue gallantly. "But how absurd; Why disappoint either? So long as there is plenty to eat and drink, men love feeding out of doors in uncomfort- able attitudes. I fancy that they imagine they look picturesque, while really they look all leg and boots. Now, listen to me. Take them all out to the Lady Oak, and give them lunch there. It will be such a nice change for the doctor after living 'on«the wrong side of the river'; he won't feel so terribly wonder- ful. While as to the Captain—well, soldiers can feed anywhere." I "Well, now that you suggest it, Josie, I don't see why we should not do as you say." "I wanted to see Dick alone." "Really, Maud, what a startling notion, and how selfish to all of us!" exclaimed Josie, teasingly. "You little goose, why should not I you see him alone? He arrives at 12.30; lunch I is not until two; distance, one mile. Well, What! lYou.are ntit the^otrng-worn an, are not engaged to Dick?" auntie takes one man in the pony-trap, with all the food, and I take the other. Then you can ha?e Dick all to yourself for an hour and a half. A delightful arrangement for every- one, but especially for the man who escorts me." So Mand was comforted, and went off to make herself beautiful for the ever admiring eyes of Dick. while Lady Morran made her way to the housekeeper's room to acquaint that important personage with the alterations in the day's arrangements, leaving Josie to wander off into the great conservatory, avowedly to admire choice plants and glorious flowers, secretly to pay a visit to an extremely fat toad, with whom she had struck up a violent friendship. CHAPTER VI. AN UNREROIO HERO. "No, don't bother about announcing me; if she is there, she is there, and I can announce myself. Now, go about your business, young man." The astonished footman withdrew, and Dr. Fitzroy Smithson entered Lady Morran's con- servatory, dressed, exactly as he was wont to dress when about to start upon a round of slum visiting—-that is to say that the doctor was clad in hia well-worn frock-coat, in trousers of uncertain colour, and of a baggi- ness at the knees which seemed to betoken great devoutness upon the part of the wearer, broad-toed shoes, which exhibited stout woollen socks, and a very antiquated silk hat. In one hand Dr. Smithson claepcd a badly- rolled umbrella and a pair of black gloves, which were his only affectation and which no one had ever seen him attempt to put on. Such was Dick's hero's appearance; indeed, Josie afterwards declared that the only decent things about the doctor were linen of spotless whiteness and a bouquet of extraordinary herbage, which he carried stiffly. Dr. Smithson advanced upon the amused Josie with such dignity as a very short and somewhat stout man can(command, and he peered at her closely through the great round pebble glasses he wore. pebble glasses he wore. Here was the exact opposite to the hero she had sketched that very morning! This must! EMBER 28. 1901. surely be the retired Captain; it could not be the wonderful doctor that Dick, the immacu- late.raved about! "Good morning, marm." Josie suppressed a smile, then of a sudden realised that the man before her was nervous, terribly nervous, and that was enough to win her sympathy. "Good morning. Will you not sit down?" The visitor glanced at the seat on which the girl was seated, and he saw that it was a small one. "No, thank you. I just took the liberty of dropping in early—semi-professional visit. Oh, by the bye, I don't hold with marriage; as a rule, always advise my patients to keep off it as long as possible—like St. Paul, don't you know. Women are terribly upsetting. Still, if a man must marry, he may as well choose carefully. As far as I can see, Dick has been wiser than I suspected, so I wish you joy!" "But you don't wish Dick joy?" questioned Josie. "Oh, yes, I do; I wish it-" And then there was an awkward pause, for the doctor's tone said more than his words, and it was a tone of utter hopelessness. At length Josie spoke. "I thank you very. very much. Such appre- ciation of my worth and such hearty congratu- lations touch me." "No, no, not at alL I am naturally inte- rested in you. and I do wish you every happi- ness. I have heard of experiments almost as outlandish as marriage which have failed again and again, and then succeeded in the end." "You make me almost hopeful." "Oh, you have nothing to fear; it is Dick I think of. You'll find Dickie easy enough to run with. I have known him since he was a little lad of ten; he used to fag for me at the old school. I've whacked him with a. five's bat many n, time." "It was very, very kind of you." "Oh, I don't know. I did it for the best. He was a bit self-satisfied and uppish; but he has come out top, has Dickie; makes me sort of anxious how you should handle him." "But you will be able to help me with all your experience." Up to that point Josie had looked upon the new-comer as a harmless fool; but she changed her mind a trifle as a look came into his eyes of kindly amusement. "The Lord forbid!" he murmured devoutly. And the girl seemed to catch a glimpse of the real man, though it was but a fleeting one. "I know you think me an old fool, talking here this way. I didn't creep away like a thief from Dick and the Captain for this sort of thing; what I wanted to say is another matter. Don't you chatter about the Lancelot Page business, now, there's a good girl. I know how women love that sort of thing- always fond of blood and horrors, goodness knows why! Monkeys are much the same. I've seen a little chimpanzee go and look at a snake it was frightened of, and then yell, but go back again and again. Don't you do it." "Look at a snake and yell? No. I won't." "Nonsense! You know what I mean. Don't go and ask Dick all about the Page affair, and the top-coat, and other tomfool questions. You have got him back; that is enough for you, little girl, and mum is the word." "But why this secrecy?" "Don't ask silly- Oh, I say, I beg your pardon. He is a bit upset, is Richard; nerves over-strung, sudden shock, or what you will, take my word for it." "Very well, I won't mention the mailer." "That's a good girl. Stroke him down and soothe him; that is your role. It is the fashion to call woman a stimulant; that's rubbish—she ought to be a sleeping draught. Now we understand each other; and if you will forgive me, I will just sneak away before the papa and mamma come on the scene. I only came over as a duty, you know. I hate fine people and French cookery." "I am not sure about the understanding. I don't even know your name." "Fitzroy Smithson, M.D." "Thank you, Dr. Smithson; mine is Josephine Mason." "What I You are net the young woman, are not engaged to Dick, and I have got to go through it all again. I wish you had told me before, though I suppose really it's a very smart joke. :Qon't see it myself." This aside. "No, I don't think you need go over it all again. I will tell Miss Morran for you." "Well, you certainly ought to do something to make up. Will you tell her every word?" "In my own words." "Oh, as you will, as long as you don't add or subtract." "Very well, Dr. Smithson, Just a hint, though. I don't think I would bother about congratulating Miss Morran if I were you. You do it in such a fervent way it might upset her." But the doctor never saw the sarcasm, and he nodded gravely, "Very well then, I wont. What is she like?" "She is the dearest girl in the world." The doctor groaned. "All right. You run away now, and give her my message, or we shall have Dickie round, and it will be t.oo late." "One moment. I've been wondering, did you bring those flowers as an offering to Miss Morran, or am I to have them as a reward for my services?" The doctor pushed back his spectacles, and blinked at the speaker in amazement. "What! Fitzroy Smithson on his knees grubbing about for flowers for a young woman! My good girl, these are specimens, every one of which is worth a day's study, and I am going to play with them all the rest of to- day, if only I can get out of this artificial, unnatural glass affair without being detected." Josie shook her head. "No, you can't go yet." "Eh? What?" "You must come and have lunch, and meet 'the papa and tiamma' "-mimicking his tone—"also you must see M.aud. Then when you have done your duty, you can spend the rest of your day in the cause of science. Remember, humanity comes fivst." Josie spoke laughingly, yet her face grew grave as he answered, with unwonted earnest- ness "You never spoke a truer word; and most days of the year I slave for humanity. To-day I wanted to play with a few of the Creator's unspoilt flowers." She was touched despite herself, and her voice was very gentle as she answered: "I spoke thoughtlessly, in jest; I was wrong. Go." But he only answered briskly as of old: "Nonsense! You spoke a word of truth by accident. Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings, eh? You run off to Miss Morran. I'll wait here; and if you wish to atone for your misdeeds, take care of these specimens for me. I wouldn't trust them to any man who wears silk stockings amd shoe-buckles. Heathenish, I call it." (To be continued.)

CRIMINAL ALIENS. At the close of the Middlesex Sessions on Friday the jury presented the following memorial. to Mr. M'Connell, K.C. The jurors, through their foreman, wish to express their surprise at the large proportion of cases in which foreigners are concerned, and which have been decided this week. They trust that the time is not far distant when Parliament will put some check upon the influx of aliens of this class into this country." His Lordship said he entirely concurred with the expression of opinion. It was a remarkable fact that at those sessions the numbers of foreigners had increased considerably, and he agreed with them that some measures should be taken to prevent the introduction of pauper scoundrels of foreign nationality increasing the criminal population of this country. The present calendar included 25 per cent. of foreigners, mostly foreign Jews living in the East End and speaking Yiddish.

SWANSEA CORPORATION AND THE BUTCHERS. A deputation from the Swansea Butchers' Association waited on the works and sanitary committee of the corporation on Tuesday respecting the prosecutions in the market. The association had decided to support an appeal against the decision of the local bench fining Mr. T B. Brown. They now suggested that both sides should let the matter drop on the corporation undertaking to forego the costs in the recent prosecution.—The com- mittee decided to make no such arrangement, —The deputation requested that in future the favour be granted them of having expert opinion in case of the local veterinary in- spector seizing me,-tt.-Tlie Veterinary Inspec- tor stated that in no case had he refused such a request, but he would regard a resolution to that effect as tying his hands.—The committee expressed the opinion that the butchers ought to be satisfied with this assurance.

COWBRIDGE AND COUNTY FARMERS' CLUB. An adjourned quarterly meeting of the Cow- bridge and County Farmers' Club was held at the Bear Hotel, Cowbridge. on Tuesday, when Colonel Gaskell, the president, presided. There was a very large attendance of farmers and others. Mr. H. Slopes, of Hampstead, London. replied to a paper previously read at the club by Mr. Callagan, of Bridgend. The speaker was quite at home with his subject, "The Pure Beer Bill," and at the close of the address questions were put by several members, which were all answered satisfactorily. It was stated by several that they had not heard a more lucid address, and all hoped Mr. Stores would favour the club with another address at some future time. Before dispersifig Colonel Gaskell entertained the members of the club.

THE MARQUESS OF ANGLESEY'S JEWELS. Julisn Gault, the French valent, charged with stealing ;he Marquess of Anglesey's jewels, was again brought up at Marlborough- street Police-court on Friday. Counsel for the prosecution paidjie was not jet prepared to go into the case. There was evidence of prisoner's guilt, but the police wor,e s-till searching for the jewels, and he asked for a week's remand, which was granted.

Notes by our Cricketing Philosopher.—Tha no-ball controversy gives plenty of fillip* to I the game. First Chappie: I say old chap, I'm going up ) to a big shoot. What sort of tip should 1 give the keeper? Second Chappie: It depends where you hi& him. Debutante: Wht ck mean by saying that he had backed the favourite S.P.? Softleigh: Why—er—betting isn't allowed, you know, and it means that he backed it o the quiet. S.P., strictly private, you know. Teddy: Rather pretty woman over there with.! the mail-cart! Harold: I suose that's the husband with her? Teddy: "Um! Seems fond of him, too. I' "This is our latest novelty," said the manu-\ facturer proudly. Good work, isn't it?" Not bad," replied the visitor, but you can't hold a candle to the goods we make." "Oh! are you in this line, too?" "No. We make gunpowder." "You know what is faid about casting yomi bread upon the waters," said the man wi-t-hi the subscription-paper- "After many days iti will come back to you/' "Not the kind our cook makes," responded) the other man. "It would sink to the bottom-^ like a stone." Farmer James: It war strange that my som i and Squire should ha' been wounded at tho- same time. They do say they will both hav the V.C. I Old Joe (who has heard of "D.T."): DearJ dear'! I 'ope it won't be serious! IRISH. (In a Railway Carriage.) Polite Young Man: Perhaps you feel at draught, madam? 'Old Lady: No, sir, not this side; I'm alwaytt careful to sit with my back facing the engine!" DISCHARGED. Magistrate O'Geoghan: Haven't you been be-: fore me before? Astute Prisoner: No, y'r honour; I never, saw but one face that looked like yours, an"" that was a photograph of an Irish King. Magistrate O'Googhan: Discharged! Call; th' next case. NOT BROUGHT UP THAT WAY. When on one of the recent hot days the lady of the house sent hur maid out to do the mar- keting, she admonished her to get everything fresh, and said:- "-Now, Mary, get some string beans. Break one of them to see if they are fresh, and get two pounds of tripe, and pinch the tripe." Mary looked indignant, and then blurtecL out: "Sure I wasn't brought up that way., ma'am, and if you want anything pinched. you'll have to go out and do it youself." WHY IT WOULDN'T COOK. At a gas cookery exhibition lately an old farmer entered, wno, having listened to the merits of gas cooking stoves, ordered and paid for a cooker, which wa3 duly sent to his home —a country village. About three months after th-i said farmer called on the manager, com- plaining that the gas cooker was a fmad, and that he had tried everything and nothing would cook in the "bloomin' thing." The manager asked if anything was wrong with his gas, to which he replied, "Gas! lvhat's gas ?" SO HE WAS. A gentleman recently recommended to the notice of a city merchant a young fellow who was looking for a clerkship. Some few days they met again and the gentleman asked if the selection had proved a wise one. "Not at all," replied the merchant. "Dear me!" said the other. "I thought be would have suited you admirably—so full of go." "Yes," responded the merchant, "he was too full of go. Why he's clean gone. and a thousand pounds of my money, too." "You don't say so! Why, I thought he was exactly the fellow you were looking for." "So he is," was the reply—"so he is." CHANGED HIS LUCK. "E\er hear how Charley Rogers changed his luck?" "No. Did he give you the recipe?" "Well, you know hov. superstitious hfe was- always stopping to pick up a pin, seeing the moon over his right shoulder, refusing to sit at table with thirteen, and adopting a mascot to direct all hia movements. Now he haa changed all that." "What cured him of his foolishness?" "His mascot. Charley wa" pledged to follow instructions. and he was ordered to look at the new moon OTer his left shoulder, walk ovej stray pins without picking them up, cultivat4 the thirteen number for luck., and bejrln everj journey on a Friday. He had better luck from the .tAt than he had ever known, and ih.3 has prospered in. everything ever since." "And what became of his mascot?" Oh, he married her."

THE OLD VETERAN • (COPYRIGHT) Suing by HARRY CJLIFjPORD, v (2) 1 1 (3) My country may not treat me as some people say she should, What sound is that? The call to arms—^fre clarion notes I hear. r lost an arm and eye for her, and any Briton would. Unsheath the sword! Ah! that I would, for Queen and country If she forgets me, what of that? Rebuffs I've often met, dear; Yet in her hour of danger my homeland I can't forget.—Chohus. Unfurl the flag, the flag we love, displayed in all our fights. I funcy I can see it now rgain on Alma IleightS.CHOILUS. f Jhe theafcrical and mugic-hall singing rights -:óf: ~%h £ fr-*Bogg ^are ::reserœa Thfe^Bongantis^/Tiofc ^he- cut out or sold apart from this nffwspaperv i