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pas “Kate? sascene? + thrilling »sspenk it, for just al that moment a «sound so near and rapid that Kate “paused as the words trembled for ex- ‘i v \& NK wK is is K XK iS v XS CHAPTER XXXI. The Last. When Kate Purcell handed the al- ‘most untasted glass to the minister, who stood looking at her, he turned to Burt and said: “This lady really needs some rest. Shall we not defer the ceremony an hour or so? My wife will give her a ‘froom.”” “She may have time enough to rest ‘afterward; the ceremony cannot be deferred,” resolutely replied Dick. Let it begin at once.” He turned to Kate, who was sitting amotionless upon the chair upon which a@he had sunk, and stooping, took her band. “When she is Mrs. Burt she shall do nothing but resi, but just now I have no time to lose. Come!” His manner was imperative, his <lasp upon Kate’s hand was almost rough in its earnestness. Kate would not struggle. She suf- fered her hand to remain in his, but she did not rise, and looking toward the minister she said: “If you are a gentleman, you will @id me now. I cannot marry him, and I will not! I ask your protection.” The minister changed color and be- gan to speak, and stammered. He had decency enough in him to wish himself well out of the affair, but he could not forget the enormous fee which had been promised him, and he did not intend to forego it. But he felt he was in a hard situation. “You need not stop to consider!” ried Burt, quickly. “Don’t. be squeam- sh. This girl is going to be my wife within the half hour; so begin the thing!” 5 The man did not hesitate longer. As for Richard Burt, he grew secret- Yy more and more afraid of the expres- sion in Kate's face, and he stooped and whispered savagely: “You can’t help yourself now! You ‘may not consent, if you are fractious, ‘but we have the witnesses—the thing done regularly—the certificates and all, and you are completely helpless. Im spite of yourself, you will be my wife!” While Dick was saying this the min- ister had called in his .wife and a wseryant girl. “By George!” muttered Burt. “What #in the devil do you look like that for, Are you going to make a You'll find it won’t pay!” The book was in the clergyman’s hand, and he had said the first few words, when Kate sprang forward, her lips parted to utter some word of import. But she did not prezsion—paused with a wild hope, an impossible hope in her mind. “ gn less than a moment more the Phorse had stopped in front of the Yhouse, and just as Burt shook the ‘minister’s shoulder, crying, “Why edon’t ‘you*go on?” the door was burst «open and Vance Rothesay appeared, this pale face and flashing eyes gleam- ing like those of some avenging spirit. His swift glance caught and found Mate in an instant, and with a quick, ‘gasping breath of the excitement of witer thankfulness, the girl sprang nto bis arms, that were extended to #her, and hid her face on his shoulder. Vance turned his face toward Burt, ewho stood in an amazement that ren- dered him powerless for the moment. “What would you do with my wife?” -eried Rothésay fiercely. I knew you were a villain, but this is beyond even my conception of your scoundrelism!” “Your wife?” was all that Burt could say, in a tone of stupefaction. “Yes! We were secretly married “put a short time before you found out ‘the secret of my hiding place in the -woods. I ‘hought that by making her ‘my wife then I could more easily ‘shield her from your plots; and as she was to be my wife some time, I per- suaaed her to become so then. But I have been a poor protector—fate has ‘been against me in my efforts to care for her. But I am a free man now, | -and I defy you or any one else to mo- Jest her more. Good heavens! I had mo idea she would be exposed to such dangers!” The hurried, fiery words swept over the senses of his audience like a tor- went. They stood mutely for a mo- ment, and Burt was the first to re- cover’ himself from the surprise into which he had been thrown. A terrible rage took possession of Shim. He saw taken from him all that whe had striven for—the girl who »should have been his, and the. fortune which had just fallen to her and of which she was still ignorant—and taken from him by the man whom he | shated above all others. He’ was beside himself with fury. ‘He leaped forward, drawing from his mocket a small revolver as he did so, and he bad thrust it almost agafnst Rothesay’s head before the latter had seen him, for Vance was bending down to the dear face that rested so \trustingly against him. But Kate saw the danger first and sshe threw herself upon Burt, and his wmrm, struck suddenly, turned the pis- ‘tol one side, so that it discharged {itself harmlessly against the wall. Burt stamped with impotent anger as the minister and Rothesay now DEF WYPVEVYeVeVVYVVYVVYVN A Daughter | of the Beach AAADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANA ECTIVE PAGE AAAAAAS. A N seized and disarmed him. “A murderer!” he cried. “How did you get out of prison? You are charged with Ralph Caryl’s murder, and you come. here and taunt me with villainy! Oh, I will pay you back for this!” The two men pushed him toward the door; they put him out into the night, and in a moment they heard his carriage wheels rolling rapidly away. Now that the danger was over, Kate began to tremble. “He will kill you,” she whispered to her husband. ‘You do not know him! You will never be safe!” But Vance could not feel fear, nor any emotion but one of triumph and happiness. He held in his arms what was dearer than all the world—he feared nothing. “Do not let us stop here,” he said. And without a word to the man who had lent himself to Burt’s plot, Rothe- say led his wife out. He mounted his horse and took her beside him, and the two rode on through tie beautiful softness of the coming summer morn- ing. While yet they were riding the sun rose and drove the mist from his way, shining sweetly on the husband and wife who had begun their wedding journey so strangely. “You see it is sunlight for us,” mur- mured Vance. “May it ever be sun- shine for you, dear wife. * * That which remains to be told can be said soon. Beyond a doubt it was established that Rachel Rothesay was guilty of the crime she had avowed. As the trial went on it became evi- | dent that she would not live to expi- ate the deed in any way the law might decide. Every day she faded more and more in spite of the tenderest attention from her brother and his wife. They knew that nothing could ‘keep the broken heart beating long. “A ru- ined life, a terrible remorse, sapped the foundation of existence, and on the very day when the verdict was given—“Guilty, but recommended to mercy”—the victim of Ralph Caryl’s falseness died in her cell. “Recommended to mercy!” And can we not believe that God himself leaned toward mercy for that broken woman, who had suffered and sinned so much? ‘ In the investigations concerning Ralph Caryl and his family that Heury Loud, the detective made in that af- fair he discovered some very alarming things—secrets, which, however, as they could serve no legal purpose, would be buried in his own mind. He ferreted out, having accidentally found a clue which spurred him on, the deed which Bernard Caryl had been guilty of so many years ago. He knew that the man had killed the child-heir to the Caryl place in Caryl- ville, and had buried it at the shore, where the child had been taken for its health. Forty years the secret was dead, then it came to life—in spite of Ralph’s burning that paper witch Charles Purcell had found in the in- fant’s rude coffin. A month later-Henry Loud called upon Vance Rothesay at his office in Philadelphia. ‘ “l’vye been working up a case on my own account, because it interested me,” said the detective, “and then, you know, my admiration for Mrs. Rothesay is an incentive,” with a smile. “And the case?” questioned Rothe- say, rather anxious to return to the case of his own which he was study- ing. “You never told me you had any Caryl blood in your veins,” remarsed Loud. ‘ “No. I never was proud of it.” “And your mother was a Caryl, and cousin of Bernard Caryl?” “Yes,” wonderingly. “Then I think I can safely congrath- late you on inheriting the Carylville property—encumbered enough, I dare say.” Roothesay stared. He had been christened Vance Caryl Rothesay, but he had soon dropped the middle name. Would he soon resume it? Loud explained how the elder Caryl had, with all his astuteness, over- looked the fact that the heir of the little murdered Caryl—his next of kin, and that next of kin was Rothesay’s mother, then in a foreign land and re- ported dead—might yet give him trou- ble. Still Bernard Caryl had arranged matters so very successfully that he was not troubled in his lifetime, save by remorse, possibly, for his claim had never been controverted. Loud’s words were true, and it was not many months before Rothesay and his wife were established in the beau- | tiful Caryl mansion, and Kate insisted upon immediately restoring to it some- thing of its former grandeur, and every year added something to its beauties, for Vance became success- ful, and wealth came with success in his profession. * One day, five years after their mar- riage, as Kate and Vance were travel- ing in Europe, they stopped at Hom- burg, and, out of curiosity, they both went to the Kursaal and looked on at the gambling tables. A-man and a woman sitting oppo- site—the man with a coarse, bloated face, the woman flaunting a haggard St | | turn in a riot call. beauty—looked up after they had staked their money, and both Vance and his wife started at.the vindictive | | ie in the: eyes,that.met.theirs. . . : oy looks of hate and envy came ‘from Dick Burt and his wife, Julia Caryl—adventurers who. lived upon their wits, and tortured each other as only man and wife can do—when they wish. It was the last time the Rothesays ever saw those two who had come so near playing a fatal part in their lives, and they left the Kursaal, thankful for the love and happiness which bless them. ; The End. GIRL IN BOOK STORE. She Knew What She Wanted, but Did Not Know the Title. “I want a copy of ‘The Tender Pas- sion,’” said the girl with pink cheeks and blue eyes to the young man at the book counter. “The Tender Passion,’ certainly,” the young man replied, smiling, but at the same time scouring his memory for some clue that would help him lo- cate the book. Into the publishers’ index, catalogues, pamphlets and an- nouncements he dove—but no such title was there. i “The Tender Passion,’ I believe you wanted,” he said with his most affa- ble smile. “Yes, I think that is the name,” the girl with the pink cheeks and blue eyes replied. “It’s by Ethel Watts.” “Oh,” said the man of books, “cer- tainly.” And when he returned beam- ing from the shelves he bore in his hand “True Love,” by Edith Wyatt. She Read the Postal. Her father was postmaster of a neighboring town and she was assist- ant. It all happened years ago, but they still tell it of her, and according to the custom of the small Indiana town the story will live in the minds of the residents for all time to come and will be handed down from genera- tion to generation. A man had a son “away at school.” The son had the postal card habit. He wrote even the little things of the most private nature on postals. His father went to the: postoffice for his mail. The postal that the assistant postmaster had seen could not b& found. She searched in every nook and corner, but finally gave up the search in despair and said: “Well, But, Mr. ——, perhaps I had better tell you that John said he needed a new suit of clothes.”—Indianapolis News. The Way to the Hospital. When two-of Casey’s customers got to arguing on religious subjects trou- ble began to brew. And when a fool- ish person in the dignified stage of in- toxication expressed his disapproval of the Roman hierarchy it was time to Just as the dig- nified person struck the sidewalk and gathered himself together, a pale- faced man came around the corner and asked: “Can you tell me the quickest way to get to St. Vincent’s hospital?” Straightening himself up, and re- garding his interrogator fixedly, the man with the dignified jag replied: “If you are in a big hurry, just step inside that saloon and holler, ‘Down with the pope!’ ’”’—New York Press. The Soldier’s Last March. Why is it that the most solemn serv- ice ever devised by man, the stately hush of a vast cathedral, the imposing robes, the stained glass windows, the pealing organ, all fade into insignifi- cance beside that soul-stirring simple act—the trumpeting out of “taps” over the body of a dead soldier? No man who has ever heard it, either on the field of battle, at the quiet army post, or in the haven for these weak and shattered units of the Grand Army of the Republic, ever forgets it. bugle notes seem to take into their own all-embracing cadence the tears, the memories, the shattered hopes and the long farewell.—Scribner’s Maga zine. Educated Juries. The Vienna court of appeal has is- sued an order instructing the jury | boards of the circuit tiat, in considef- ation of the fact that the ends of jus- tice can only be attained by the help of an intellectual jury, only highly edu- cated persons, especially barristers, doctors of law and professors, should henceforth be impaneled. Hitherto barristers and professors have been entirely exempt ffom jury service, which public duty, by the way, is not remunerated in Austria—Lon- don Mail. In the Home of Dyspepsia. Kind Lady—Certainly, we will give you something to eat, my poor fellow. ; Come in and take a seat until the meal is ready. Poor Tramp—Ah, bless you my daughter. This is heaven. Kind Lady—Oh, no, it isn’t. cooking school. Poor Tramp—A what? Excuse me, Aunt Jane, but I ain’t got it that bad. —Philadelphia Bulletin. Itisa Had Done His Best. “I don’t know why it is,” said the in- dignant taxpayer who had been trying in vain to have his assessment re- duced, but I can’t even get a hearing.” “Perhaps,” suggested his friend, “you don’t stand in with the office holders.” “I stand in line an hour or two ev- ery day, if that's what you mean, and it doesn’t do a, bit of good.”—Chicago Tribune. Still Bigger. Jim—My pa’s a banker. John—Huh! That ain’t nothin’! My pa’s an alderman.—Detroit Free Press: The prayer of the publican would be @ boast on the lips of the Pharisee. well, where could I have put that card? | | For the | TO CHECK THE MELON LOUSE. Every year great damage is done by, the melon louse, which usually gets its work well started before it is in- terfered with. Preventive measures are the first to be looked to. They consist of cleaning up and burning the rubbish and weeds in and around the melon field, especially if that field has before been infested by the melon louse. The young vines should be ex- amined every day for the first ap- pearance of the lice, and the work of destroying them should begin as soon as they are found. Spraying with a tobacco decoction is one of the best remedies known, as it is génerally effective and is not likely to injure the young plants. One method of making this decoction is to pour two gallons of hot water on one pound of good tobacco stems and allow it to stand all night. This may be applied either in @ spray pump or by means of an ordinary sprinkling can with very fine- ly-perforated “rose.” Kerosene emul- sion is sometimes uséd, but care must be taken not to have it strong enough to injure the leaves. When the lice are to be smoked, tobacco may be burned in a saucer or pan under a tub or a box over the vines. The box should be-left over the plants for an hour or more, to insure killing of the insects. On the question of using carbon bisulphide, an experimenter at the Oklahoma station says: “Treat- ing the melon louse with the fumes of carbon bisulphide (hokey pokey) is a@ comparatively simple operation, but has the disadvantage that unless it is done with care not to use too large a dose or expose the plants too long to it, it may injure the vines. Two tablespoonfuls poured into a saucer or a pan and placed beside the plant to evaporate, the whole to be covered immediately with a tight box pressed into the soil and allowed to remain in that position for an hour and a half, has been found to do the work of killing the insect. In making the test of this method before applying it to the field it will be well to see that the test is made with the temper- ature as high as it is likely to be in practice.” BERRY PICKING. J. L. Herbst of Wisconsin tells of his methods of picking strawberries as follows: “In the morning the fore- man starts the pickers, two in a row, or one, as the case demands it. As fast as they get their stands full they call their number and a tender goes and gets it, gives her check for same and brings it to the tables, which we have in the field. At .each table stands a girl whose business is to put the boxes in crates. If in doing so she discovers berries in picker’s stand No. 14 are soft, too green, or not picked properly, she reports the number of the stand to the foreman, who can remedy the trouble or let the picker go. The girl at the table puts the boxes in the cases properly and sees that all boxes are filled. As fast as,the crates are filled they are drawn to the shipping house, and after an- other inspection, are nailed up and sent to their destination. We aim to get all fruit as quickly as possible to its destination, and never unless in case of accident, or late pickings, hold over night. The above system is used in both strawberries and cane fruits The number of pickers taking a row of cane berries is placed at the head of the row, so in case the pickers _fin- ish and take another row, the fore- man can tell who picked it, in case it is not done properly. We pay pick- ers 1% cents per quart while picking and if they remain throughout the season are paid another quarter of a cent for each box picked, making 1% cents a quart. In strawberries we try to get all one variety picked separate- ly, or if two varieties are of about one color and shape, they are picked together. Light and dark sorts do not look well together in one box. We pick with a short stem and calyx as this gives the berry a much better appearance, and they stand shipping much better. Raspberries both red and black are picked in pint boxes, all others in quarts.” THE ONCE TREELESS PLAINS. Man found great prairies in many of our western states, but he has largely obliterated them by planting trees. The largest naked areas are now found further to the west, in Ne- braska and Kansas. In both of these states much tree planting is being done, and the next generation will have to look a long time to find a prairie such as the school books used to tell about. The United States Bu- reau of Forestry has begun work in Kansas and is studying the natural tree growths. The bureau will study the tendency of the trees and shrubs along the water courses to increase and spread, especially when protect- ed from fire and stock, and will deter- mine what species are best adapted to planting on those uplands that contain no natural growth. In many places along the streams where fire and stock have been excluded for ten or fifteen years are found thrifty young cottonwoods, white elms, box- elders, and other species which are slowly invading the great plains. The “saddle” is the posterior part of the back, running to the tail in a sock and answering to the cushion in a hen,—cushion, however, being re- stricted to a very considerable devel- >pment, as in Cochins, while “saddle” way be applied to any breed. THE AMERICAN ROYAL STOCK SHOW. From the Farmers’ Review: Kansas City, Mo.—Breeders and importers of draft and coach horses are taking a lively interest in the’ coming Ameri- can Royal Live Stock Show, to be held in this city October 19-24, and the in- dications are that the exhibit of horses will be a large one, and one of excel- lent quality. Messrs. Wolcott, Beers & Co. of Kansas City have offered $500 in .cash prizes for the horse de- partment of the show. McLaughlin Bros. of Columbus, O., and Kansas City, have just announced that they will contribute $300 to the fund for prizes, and that they will exhibit 30 to 40 of their best animals. Crouch & Son of Lafayette, Ind., and J. W. Robison, have also signified their in- tention to enter large numbers of ani- mals. It is expected that the Perch- eron association will offer a liberal sum in prizes. The success of the sheep department, one of the new de- partments to be added to the show this year, is assured. Dwight Lincoln of Milford Center, O., secretary of the American Rambouillet Sheep Breed- ers’ Association, and F. W. Harding of Waukesha, Wis., breeders of Short- horn cattle and Rambouillet sheep, are working enthusiastically to get a large representation of their favorite breed. They have raised $100 by individual subscriptions to be added to the amount offered by the Kansas City Stock Yards Company for prizes. The stock yards company offers $200 in cash to each of the breeds of sheep exhibited. Leading breeders of Cots- wold, Shropshire, Southdowns and Ox- ford Downs have signified their inten- tion of taking part in the sheep ex- hibit. The erection of a new barn to be used for the sheep, goat and swine exhibit, has just begun. This will take the place of the tent used last year for the swine and goat ex- hibits—Jno, M. Hazelton. SCOTCH AND AMERICAN AYR- | SHIRES. I have recently received the report of the officlal milking tests of Ayr- shire cows in Scotland for the year 1902, and hare selected the five giving the highest record for butter, also the five giving the highest record in the Home Dairy test in the states for the year i902, a comparison of which is of interest, all being official and supposed to be among the best of the breed in either country. The natural conditions in Scotland are more favorable for a large dairy yield from the same cows than in America on account of the more uniform moisture in Scotland, and the consequent succulence of pas- turage. The record in both countries shows a good degree of uniformity and @ good class of dairy cows. The five Scotch cows gave per day of milk | (pounds) respectively 60, 52, 30, 45, 46, an average of 46. Their milk tested in butter-fat, 3.87, 3.50, 5.92, 4.47, 3.30. Butter made per day was (pounds), 2.73, 2.11, 2.05, 2,03, 1.76, 2.13, an aver- age of 2.13. The American cows gave per day in pounds, 51, 42, 46, 42, 47, an average of 45. Their milk tested 3.80, 4.60, 4.00, 4.50, 3.80. The butter made per day was 2.26, 2.25, 2.14, 2.10, 2.08, an average of 2.16.—C. M. Winslow, Secretary. SHALL POTATO GROWERS SPRAY? This is the question asked by Bulle- tin No, 221 of the station at Geneva; and the figures given in the bulletin go far toward answering the query with a very strong affirmative. In seasons when blight and rot are very destructive, as they were in 1902 in nearly all parts of the state, there can be no question as to the profitableness of the use of Bordeaux mixture. The results at Geneva showed this very plainly; for spraying seven times, at an expense of about $10 per acre, gave an increased yield of 12344 bushels of potatoes, and three sprayings increas- ed the yield 98% bushels. But grow- ers generally think they cannot afford. to pay the premium for disease insur- ance, through spraying since rot and blight do not come, destructively, very often. The results of the test on Long Island, though, indicate that even in sections seemingly free from disease, the spraying does more than enough good to repay its cost. Both early and late blight were absent from the ex- perimental area near Riverhead, Long Island, yet here spraying seven times gave a gain of 45 bushels per acre, and spraying three times a gain of 72-3 bushels. STANDARD SIZE OF CORN EARS. According to the accepted rules for. corn judging the proper length in inches of ears of seven of the leading varieties is as follows: Reid’s Yellow Dent, 10; Golden Hagle, 9; Riley’s Fa- vorite, 9; Leaming, 10; Boone County White, 10; Silver Mine, 9; White Su- perior, 10. All of these should be seyen inches-in circumference except Boone County White, which should be. 7.5. The proportion of corn to the whole ear should be, by weight, Reid’s Yellow Dent, 88; Golden Eagle, 90; Riley’s Favorite, 90; Leaming, 88; Boone County White, 86; Silver Mine, 90; White Superior, 88. With these figures our readers can do some ex- perimental work in their own corn cribs if they wish to become familiar with the standards set. “Secondaries” are the quill feathers of the wings, which are visible when the wings are folded. Some sensible advice to women passing through this trying period. : The painful and annoying symp- | toms experienced by most women at this period of life are easily over- come by Lydia E. Pinkham’s cially desi; to meet the needs of woman’s system at the trying time of change of life. It is no exaggeration to state that his ine has-over an letters ike the following proving the great valueof ee te at such times. “T wish.to thank Mrs. Pinkham for what her medicine has done for me. My trouble was change of life. Four ears ago my health began to fail, my bes began to grow dizzy, my eyes ined me, and at times it seemed as if my back would fail me, had terrible pains across the kidneys. Hot flashes were ve frequent and trying. A friend advised me to try Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com- pound. Ihave taken six bottles of it and am to-day free from those troubles. I cannot speak in high enough terms of the ine. I recommend it to all and wish every suffering woman would give it a trial.”—-Betia Ross, 88 Mont- clair pee of oer gon —$5000 for- or er jenuinencss ecu eda No Need of Protestation. Tom—Did she ask you if she were the only girl you ever loved? Jack—No. She took it for granted —Somervile Journal. In a Bad Pickle. A graduating class at Columbia cul- lege several years ago contained a Chinaman, an Icelander, a South American and an African, in addition to young men from different parts ot Europe and our own country. The Chinaman was chosen to deliver the farewell address to the class.. Hehim- self afterward told me how he did it. “T got along all right,” he said, “tin- til I came to the closing words. Then, with my arms spread, as if I were pro- nouncing a benediction, I said: “‘And now, after all these years of pleasant association, we must sepa- rate, even to the uttermost parts of the earth. May we ever preserve fond memories of each other, and may the Supreme Being, who rules all things, Pickle us until we meet again.’ “You see,” he explained, “I had used the word ‘preserve’ once, and wished | to avoid it a second time, so I looked in my dictionary and found that ‘pick- le’ was a synonym.”—Brooklyn Eagle. Minnesota Man’s Discovery. Adrian, Minn., June 1st.—Philin Deyie of this place says he has found out a medicine that will cure any ease of Kidney Trouble. As Mr. Doyle was himself very sick for a long time. with this painful disease, and is now, apparently, as weil as er, his statement carries the con- ation of personal experience. The remedy that cured Mr. Doyle is cailed Dodd’s Kidney Pills. Ir speaking of tke pills, Mr. Doyle says: “In regard to Dodd’s Kidney Pills, they are certainly a wenderful medi- cine—the best that I have ever taken. | “L was very bad for a long time | with Kidney Trouble and gould get ncthing to help me until I tried Dodd’s | Kidney Pills. “I used altogether about ten boxes, | and I can say emphatically that I | am completely cured. I am entirely | well, without a symptom of Kidney Trouble left. “I can heartily recommend Dodd’s Kidney Pills to any one who is suf- fering with Kidney Trouble, for they made me all right. “I have advised several. of my friends to try them, and not ore has beer disappointed.” When a fellow has money to burn he may do it because he is afraid of the microbes. Gles @rbolisalve The Great Skin Remedy will stop the pain of burns and scalds at once and there will beno scar. Don't wait until someone gets burued but Keep a box handy. 25 and 50 cents by all druggists. 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