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S500 Reward. ;? .0-, I if Felix Trent, rather than loaf abont the quays waiting for a ship, had accepted Mr. Lurdon's offer to act as night watchman on board the Harold, a three-masted schooner now for sale, which was moored off the mud-flats of Bragnell, a small seaport on the West Coast of England. As the frank and good-looking young sailor paced the deck of the schooner on this cool and placid July evening, he frequently cast his eyes in the direction of Amy's home, though the cosy little house on the hillside overlooking the harbour was shrouded from view by the vapourous mist3 of the summer night. It was a bitter reflection for him that the prospect of his marriage with Amy, whom he loved with such passionate devotion and tenderness, was every day becoming more remote, fading away like a vain and empty dream of unattainable happiness. Nor could he blame her father for refusing to consent to their marriage, for Amy was an heiress in a small way, and old Lambton natu- rally objected to her becoming the wife of a penniless sailor. Pausing in his walk, he leant over the bul- warks and drowsily-for he was getting very sleepy—gazed at the mcddy water a3 it swept past the Harold in swirling eddies, for the tide was running out like a mill-race. A dark object suddenly rose to the surface of the sombre flood, the current sweeping it against the schooner's side, immediately under the sailor's eyes. "Good heavens! it's a corpsc!" he exclaimed, running 'midships for the boat-hook. In another moment he had fixed the hook in the ghastly burden, and then carefully pro- ceeded to drag it on board. It was with a shudder of horror and disgust that he clutched the head with both handi-- for he could not otherwise have got the body orer the bulwarks—and placed the corpse on i the deck. Fetching the lamp from the cabin, he examined the dismal relic of humanity. It was the body of a stout middle-aged man. slightly bald, and of heavy proportions, but the features, owing to prolonged immersion in the water, were entirely unrecognisable. A glance at the massive gold chain depend- Ing from the dripping waistcoat, and at tha coarse hands--white and waxen now-apon the fingers of which several diamond rings flashed with star-lika brilliancy, told Felix Trent that the corpse before him was that of a. man whose strange disappearance from Bragnjll over a week ago had occasioned much excitement in the town. But what chiefly agitated him was the fact that the friends of the missing man had pub- lished an announcement offering a. reward of frve hundred pounds for the recovery of the body. "Not a bad night's job," said Trent, placing a tarpaulin reverently over the remains, after which he retreated to his bunk in the cabin, feeling inexpressibly elated at this unexpected stroke of good luck. Lolled by the murmurous voice of the flow- ing tide, he was soon in a deep sleep, and for some time continued to rest in undisturbed tranquility. Gradually, disturbing dreams invaded his slumber, filling his mind with grisly visions of horror, and, at length, with a lialf-stifled cry. he started up and peered into the surrounding gloom. A clammy hand touched his face. Was he still dreaming? "Who's there?" he asked, fiercely. No answer, and yet he could have sworn that he had been toached by the hand of a living man. He jumped out of his bunk and searched for the matches, which he had placed on the table before going to bed* He passed his hand carefully over the table. Both matches and lamp were gone! He rushed up on deck. A man was bending over the corpse with a lamp in his hand, and was so intent on rifling the pockets of the dead that he had not heard the approach of Felix. The sailor, who had crept forward on tip- toe. now bent over the kneeling figure, and hissed out in a tone of menacing anger: "Hands off, Pashton!" The man started to his feet. and confronted the sailor with an expression of murderous rage on his forbidding face. Pashton was an innkeeper at Bragnell, and the dead man had been staying at hiis hostelry op to the time of his disappearance. "Come, come, Trent, don't be a fool," said Pashton, suddenly assuming a friendly attitude %rd offering his hand to the sailor. "Xo," replied the latter, ignoring the out- itretched hand, "I'm not that sort." Then, fcfter a pause, he added sternly: "Just give up whatever property you've taken from that corpse. Hand it over, I say. "No fear, my hoy! We're going halves. What," exclaimed the innkeeper, with a cun- ning grin, "give up a tidy little fortune that'll make us both happy for the rest of our lives. Why, you must be mad, Felix Trent, stark, staring mad!" After a moment's pause, he continued: "You're a lucky dog! To think that I've been fishing for that corpse for a week. and-" "Hand over the property, I say," broke in Felix, enraged by the man's villainous propo- sal. Pashton thus continued, without paying heed to his words: "I saw yon fishing it up to-night. for I was dodging round here on the look out, an' "Aye, an' you thought to cheat me out of the five hundred pounds, and rob the dead man at the same time-eh. Nick Pashton?" "I'll tell you what I ought to have done," retorted Pashton, fiercely. "I ought to have J L slit your throat waen I went into the cabin. an' saved myself all further trouble." "Pashton. you're a villain!" said Felix, strug- gling to suppress the impulse to fling himself upon the innkeeper and endeavour to overcome him by main force. But Nick Pashton was a big and powerful man, and an attempt of that kind might only end in the complete frustra- tion of all his dearest hopes. "Look here, Trent," said Pashton, again feigning a friendly attitude. "Let us talk like men of business. I'll be frank with you." He took a bulky leather case cut of his inside coat pocket. "There's seven thousand pounds in Bank of England notes—five pound notes most of 'em—in this case. Ycu shall have half, an' I'll guarantee to get rid of 'em for you with- out risk in London. Then we'll divide the jei-ellery, an' you shall have the odd diamond ring. Ain't that fair enough? An' when the corpse is well weighted, cur friend here"- nodding towards the dead iiii!!i- -"won't be likely t) cau-c us any troubl-J in the future. Come, is it .a bargain? Don't hesitate. A poor man like you should "I "Nick Pashton, I'm an honest man if I am a p-r one. I wouldn't touch that dead man's things—no! not if I was starving. Look her- if you don't hand over the property and lca-e the ship in five minutes IT B-fore he cculu 'Itter another word Pashton rushed at him. with a long dagger knife in his right hand. Takcii by nrprise. Felix fell back a pace or two, warding eff as well as he cculd the murderous lunges levelled at him by the innkeeper. But '.ith a terrific thrust Pashton broke down his guard, and Felix reeled back with th blood spurring from a deep wound in the uprer Dal", cf the left arm. Recovering himself with a mighty effort, the sailor, now rcckless of all d-mger, flung himself fiercely upon /his opponent, dealt him a sling- ing blow on the mouth, and followed it with another between the eyes, which sent Pashton staggering back like a drunken man. They were close to the corpse at the time and. ns he reeled back, Pashton's feet got entangled in the tarpaulin, and he fell lieavil.- on the deck, with Tint's knuckles buried in his throat. In the struggle Pashtau had dropped his knife, and now tried to defend himself xVith his frets, But Trent rained blow upon h s face with merciless ferocity, until the innkeeper, cursing and whining by turns, ceased to move, and lay on the deck like a. d?ad man, with b'ood gu-hing in copious streams from his mouth and nostrils. Felix staggered to his feet, leant over the bulwarks gasping for air, and then sank to the deck with a loud groan. „ » On regaining consciou-ness, Felix found him- self in bed in his lodgings, with Amy and her father watching him. In a fe-.v words he told them of his te:rible adventure, finishing up with an inquiry as to the fate of Pashton. "He's in the hands of the police, and is likely to remain there. lIe knew that the dead man had the bank-notes on him, and that was what he was after," replied Amy's father, gently. At this point Amy intervened, and refused to allow her lover to. a-k. any more questions; and then, kissing him tenderly, she left the room as the doctor entered to examine his wounded arm. Three weeks from that date Amy became Mr". Trent, and Felix was the happiest man in England. M. L. BARRY.

ROSETTES AND BOWS. The popularity of bows is worth nothing. They appear ail over the summer frocks. ai- though, be it said, there is method in their application, for it is a vio:ation of good taste to put a bow where there is no need for it, in a place where.there couldbe no cxcuse for its tying anything. An effective touch is given to dress gowns by the use of the chiffon or tulle choux. Red softened with an overdress of white is one of the favourite colours now being worn by the models, and d signed to represent the latest desirable combination L: summer.

TO SUIT ALL. There are so many different ways of arrang- ing the air this summer that it is a girl's own LlU:t if a sty.e which suits her face is not obtainable. While the same general fashion of flufiincss pre-ails;. without the middle part, there are yet many ways of adapting the nurd ociifure to th3 face. For the broad-faced girl there is the narrow temple wave; for the wcdge-facci gJl there are the low caris, and for th? padding-faccd the tail, high built arrang(lln:1t.

PEACH SHORTCAKE. It is getting past th? tims for strawberry shortcake, but the i>oach shortcake days have arrived. A strawberry or peach shortcake dish is shaped like a soup plate, but made on an extra large scale.

DOMESTIC DIPLOMACY. She never describes her aches and pains. She never dwells cn unpleasant remini- scences. She never aooligises for the food. She is never a martyr. She never correct; the children in the presence of anyone, not even the family. She lets everyone have affairs of his or her own. She is always polite and cordial to the chil- dren's friends.

WISH AND OTHERWISE. One more duty.—First New Woman (at the club): Hav3 you finishci your social duties for the day .dear? Second New Woman: Horrors' no. I feel that I really must go home and call on my husband. Smart: Whatever induced your uncle to marry the wdow of a man who was hanged? Simpson: He has been married to widows be- fore, and said he was tired of having the vir- tues of former husbands flung in his face. A servant girl question.—Mrs. MeBride (enter- ing the kitchen): Bridget, didn't I see that policeman kiss you? Bridget: WeE, mum, sure an' yez wouldn't hev me lay mesilf opin to arri-t for resistin' an officer, mum. Poet: I here you have receive! the :ittle volume of poems I ventured to send ycu. Baroness: C'a, yes, I have—it is charming—I wonder where I have put it. Little Karl: 17iider the leg of the table, mamma, to make it steady. Counsel (for the defence): And. your h nour, when we reflect on th2 very streng safe, the bad toc,14, the poor light. eranipcl quarters, and my client's natural weakness, am I not right in claiming he earned the stolen money by the sweat of his brow? He: I had a queer dream about yon bSi night, Miss Louisa. I was about to give you a kiss. when suddenly we were separated by a river that gradually grew as big as the Thames. She: And was there no brdg} and no boat? Lncoir.fortab'e but useful.—Mrs. Flutter: This reception chair is very pretty, but looks uncomfortable. Salesman: Yes, madam; and for that reason it is just the thing to offer visitors when a short call makes them most welcome. Young Man: I assure you, sir, I took forward longingly to the union with your daughter. j Girl's father: Ah, well ,that'3 a candid con- fession, ai-,yli-,w. She'll certainly bring you thsr if she's half as extravagant as I've allowed her to I)e. Fan.onable Doctor: My dear young lady, you are drinking unfi.tered water, which swarm? ^■■•ich animal organisms. You should have it hoilel-that will kill them. His Patient: Well, doctor, I think I'd soooner be an aequarium thauacemetsry. BAULKED. She: George Peterson, if you kiss me again I'll scream. out loud. George (kisses her): Good! I never heard you scream out 101:d. She: George Peterson, I won't scream out loud now, just to spite you. Onr Mar.'ar had been to her first piablic ball. Sarah Jane: Well, tell me. Mariar, and 'ow did you henjoy the ball? Mariar: On the whole I liked it very well. I didn't think much o' the dancin', but the 'uggin' was 'heaveiiiy. "I'm afraid papa doesn't like you a bit, George," said the girl to her fiance. He: Well, what of it? I've got too much sand to be afraid of the old man. She (apprehensively) Yes, but sand is just the stuff to make footprints in, (;30rgz. Flossie (who has overheard conversation be- tween her father's groom and the family d etor): Ain't you g^in' to buy our gee-gee? Doctor: No, my dear, I want a larger horse. Flossie reproachfully): We always take any b:s2 baby you choose to bring. -"If I had known," sobbed young Mrs. Fits, "that you would be such a brute to poor Fida, I never, never would have married you." "My dear," replied Mr. Fits, "the anticipation of killing that miserable little beast was one of my chief reasons for proposing to you."

l)i!ESS—Jr'ASii SON'-IfO'IK, CHINESE AS SERVANTS. The domestic servant question is iti-t now brought to the front in several different ways, In most parts of London it is difficult to get a satisfactory servant at ill, and curing the last week we have seen what appears to be a sericus proposal to employ Ch.namen as a solution of a pnrssing domestic problem. An advertiser is inciting the co-operation cf abmt forty house- ho.ders to join him in importing Chinamen on the ground that they are "civil, honest, sober, reliable, and invariably make gocd cooks." It is strange that the attribute of cleanliness is nct mentioned we should like to think it was an over-sight. Another solution of the pro- blem is suggested by the Women's Industrial Council, which has lately started an Associa- tion of Trained Charwomen, who are intended to heir d voilei'a iú flats and small hoasc^. MILLINERY. Not lcng S.,ilcla one cT the leading medistes assured c- that toques were to be no longer worn, and instead we should all adopt the hat, either large or smai!, as we would, but the most stylish, and certainly the most fashionable, would be the picture hat. that in some cases proves so remarkably becoming. Now, although the season is drawing to a close, the preponder- ance cf picture hats is not noticeable. Instead, toques abound everywhere—toques of tulle, toques of net, tcclue3 of straw, and toques of 3hot silk, tucked, drawn, and gathered, while there is no doubt at afl as to th?ir becoming- nes. and she who is clever with her fingers can manufacture the most admirable little tulle to que at home, finishing th? front with a group of ostrich tips, or a bird with outspread wings. Artificial flowers ard artificial fruit are (1C- casionally seen, but smarter still, and always easy to obtain/, are knots of chiffon in a con- trasting shade, and the inevitable ostrich tips in black and white. A sori of bandeau shape is th3 most popular, while seme folk add a je-.veiled or sequined crown in jam-pot shape, and others, again, drape tie whole back with •i:e or two shades of tulle or chiffon. With milliner; a good deal depends upon the way we dress our hair. Tlnso folk v.ho continue the Pompadour sty!? naturally find The toque moiu beeeming than the picture hat, while these who dress their hair high at the back in rouleau fashion, cr with high coi!s and twists, find tha piature hat much more easy to wear, fcr it is larger and more over-shadowing, ind can be tilted ever the face aitogether mere comfort- ably. GOSSIP. Miss Alice de Rothschild, who has ju-t b2- come a subject of her Majesty, is uo stranger to thi3 country, but is very much an English- •voman in tastes and sympathies. For many years she was associated with her brother, the late Baron Ferdinand de Rothschild, in his kiiidiy hospitality at Waddcsdon; and, having now come into possession cf that splendid man- sion, she is taking every care to preserve it as the late barer left it. A centenarian passenger arrived recently at Qneer.stown. on board the Cunard liner Uu- I bria, from Now York. Miss Alice MeMann, who is cne hundred and five years of age, and a

OUR DAILY CARTOON. I gsr FIE: Have you ever, had ears pierced? I, SIIE: No, but I have ofteil had them bored. J

[Conducted by UNCLE JOE.] The Evening Express Boys' and Girls' Club was established March 21, 1898, for the purpose of promoting principles of kindness amongst young people, and for the mutual interest and instruction of its members. Young folks desirous of joining are requested to communicate with Uncle Joe, c/o th," Editor. Members only are eligible for prizes. Handsome certificates are issued to new members, who may have them on call- ing ar, this office, or else sending penny stamp to cover cost of postage. The Club now numbers 3428 boys and girls. "Mamma, what would you do if that big vase

in the drawing-room should get broken?" in- quired Tommy. "I should spank whoever rl d it." replied Mrs. Blotts, gazing severely at her little son. "Well, then, you had better begin to get up your muscle," said Tommy gleefully, 'coz papa's broken it." HER EYES IN A NOVELETTE. A penny nove'lette is never complete without the heroine inflicting grave torture on her eyes. In the course of one "complete story" this is what she did: "She threw her eyes up to the ceiling. Then she dropped them on the floor. Again she raised them and again lowered them." "She made her eyes flash fire." "Her eyes burned." "Her eyes froze." "Her eyes burned like burning coals." "Sne cast her eyes upon his chest—then casc them on the fender." "His eyes crossed hers, and greedily devoured them." But at last her eyes had their revenge, for we reid: "Her eyes betrayed her." A PARROT STORY. V #; Here is a g.,jd porrot story by Mr. Charles B. Wilson, who wrote from Iowa to the "Spec- tator. He says:—"I was reminded of the case of a linguist parrot that recently came t > my attention. A German, whom we may call Mr. A. had placed his parrot in a bird, shop for sale, but Mrs. B, an American, discovered Mr. A. had placed his parrot in a bird shop for sale, but Mrs. B, an American, discovered the bird and claimed that it had been stolen from her. She brought suit against Mr. A, who refused to surrender his pet without a consideration. Nov/ 'Polly' >d formerly talked English, but during her residence in Mr. A's family, she discarded that language for the more gutteral German, and could not be persuaded t.n sneak wnrd of Rnzlish When th? question cf ownership came up in court, Mr, B addres.ed the 1 i-d with the usual 'Polly, want a cracker?' Her advances were. however repulsed wjth cold indifference. Mr. A then approached the cage, opened the doer, and uttered a few words in German, when the parrot hopped upon his finger, !Ü" -e1 him j several time- and poured ferth the most beautiful German sounds. That settle I it; the magistrate gave the bird to it_ rightful owner." THE "STUPID" BOY' LETTER. The head master at a bearding school had Lo, been severely correcting one of the boys, and finished by saying: "N.)w, sir, sit down and write a letter to your parents, telling them how much you are taught here and haw little you profit therefrom. I should be ashamed to tell them if I were you." The bey crierl a good deal, making all sorts of excuses, but there was no help for it; so he wrote: "Dear Father,—I am very stupid, though there is more to be learn here than anywher., else. Twice two's four, four boys go to one bed, six beds make cne attic, and four attics make one well-venti- lated and appointed sleeping dormitory. O e. round of bread and butter—mind the butter- makes one breakfast, every tea makes its own supper, and- "That will do," cried the master, who had been overlooking, "This time we will—?r—overlook your conduct, and you needn't send that letter. No doubt you will be better behaved in future."

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ADVICE TO MISTRESSES. Anglo-Saxon Womanhood in the time of Alfred is described graphically in "illicmil- lan's," which contains, ;i!-Q, an account of Lls-n-Y-Cra,ig-he lake of the mournful cry. The dimestic servant is still a favourite theme II for the magazines, and this time we have advico to masters and mistresses. Modern servants may have some vexatious charac- ters, but if they were so full of faults as some masters seem to consider, we should not be so ready to entrust to their care the whole of | our properly, from children to china, upon the sligh'est personal knowledge and testi- monials of wliose credibility we have, as a r-Llle, no proof whatever. The truth is that we must be prepared to ihit up with the petty annoyances which a change in the habits cf thase around us entails, and try to accom- modate curjelvev to the alteration of clrcum-, stances which such an age of innovation ts the present is sure to produce. Let the master be a little more lenient and ready to overlook small foults, somewhat mere liberal in giving facilities for e:c?rchc and recreation, and it is probabie that the servant will in return give more consideration to the meter's interests and CDtivenicnce than is generally the cas" at present.

PATRIOTIC NECKTIES. If the moral pocket-handkerchief has disap- peared as a social exampier, there has now come in its place the patriotic necktie. A S'U-ly of suop-windews in more than one main thoroughfare reveal- them in various shapes.' rrhis. a muffler may rcpre-ent the Royal Stan- dard, and that there may I e no injustice to thi STr lr TT,e' CnC.Cf may be erde l fP' ons of ,ile 11 'u'oad- en-le l Bandanna scarves may have UI1 "ali- ;?ik?V. of the 'rose, shamrock, ant". bodi°d 4Vf|U Auglo*Ain?-r^ail is cm- .lofiucl a,i the accessories/,a"TKl, ^erhans tl»r of an th. Ic-nl r, up tied bew of red. whfte. and blue Griped silk, one end cf which terminates in the-Union Jack and the other in the S.ars and Stripe*' :'Ii a political meeting arc ju.t now, aad it is a little #ail!icuiu to imagine the ave- rage citizen thus satorinlly proclaiming' hi- unquestioned fidelity to the Crown and Con- stitution; but it is not to he forgotten thai the country cousin looms largely aaong our visitors at the present moment, and it is pos- sible that at harvest home suppers and vil- lage entertainments such ties may be regarded not only as admirable in point of symbolism re lage entertainments such ties may be regarded not only as admirable in point of symbolism but also as real 'taMy" in dress.—"Dail'- I Telegraph."

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An Artist's Ideal. I Nathan Catrer was going as fast as a car would take him to offer himaelf and his for- tune to Miss Nellie Clendennin, but the face that haunted him as he rolled along was no! Miss Clendennin's. It was a face of great beauty, a young, serious face, with wide, (ark, blue eyes and a tenderly curved red mouth. Only a dream-face, but at two and thirty Nathan Carter was a bachelor because of it. "Pshaw! what a fool I am!" He gathered himself together with a jerk. The jerk ter- minated in a jump, for there at the window of the Markview Hotel was the face, framed in furs and feathers and looking down wistfully into the street. He left the car as soon as he turned the corner and hastened bach to the Markview. The face was gone, but even as he looked a lady and gentleman descended the steps to a carriage that awaited them. The lady was very young, slender and graceful, and for one moment those wonderful eyes met and held his. Then she was hurried into the carriage by her companion, a tall, fine-looking, grey- haired man, evidently her father. Carter heard the order, "To the Tenth-street depot!" and !1 a few minutes was clattering after them. The girl walked towards the window and, one of her parcels slipping from her arms, in her endeavoured to recover it. the remainder were scattered on the floor. Carter gathered them up in a twinkling and offered to tie up one which had escaped its fastening. He seated him-elf beside his dream, and when she had [ said "Thank you," he could not summon forti- tude to leave her. He leaned ov?r and spoke rapidly, earnestly, and with convincing eloquence ( "I saw you at I the hotel. D) you know I have been seeking for you ten year-? Your face came to me in [ a dream, and I have never despaired of finding j you until to-day. I was going—no matter I where. but I saw you. I could find no way to speak b you, so I followed you here, hoping against hope. If you knew how your face haunted me you would forgive me. "See. here is my card. I have travelled a great deal, perhaps some of your friends may know ms. You are not angry? You think this ii surely something more than mere know me. You are not angry? You think this is surely something more than mere chance? I have loved your faca so Ion?. I knew its every feature." I The girl's soft eyes fall. "I saw you when we came out of the hotel, and I—I !;ke yon," sh^ said very softly. The blood leapt to Carter's cheeks and he The blood leapt to Carter's cheeks and he lifted his hind impetuously, but let it fall again. Her very innocence was her pro- tection, and he only touched the hem of her cape reverently. "We have such a short time! Tell me where you are going, where I can see you again. I will find a way if it is to the ends of the earth I cannot lose you again. The girl glanced at the clock. "Yes," she said shyly, the colour coming and going in her cheeks. "We are going to New York, and shall stop at the Waldorf. Come there and I will see you." "Whom shall I ask"——he was beginning, but she held up a, warning hand. "We must not let him know," she whispered, as the bIt gentleman, red and breathless, ru-hod up to them. "Here we are, dear," she said, smiling, in her silvery-sweet voice. "I haven't been alone. I have met an old friend, Mr. Carter. Allow me to introduce you, Mr. Carter, this is my hus- bawd.'l "Very happy, very happy, indeed. Mr. Carter," flustered the gentleman, as he shook the rigid hand extended to him. The be:! clanged loudly, and he seized the girl's arm and hurried her breathlessly away. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled, bewitchingly. significantly. "Do not forget your lesson." she said, softly. Carter had walked many miles before the c^ash of the elements subsided and his brain settled into something like its usual calm. He and Nellie Clendennin were married six weeks later.

IN SHOES. Women of fashion walk a great deal. In order, therefore, to fail in with modern customs, shoes a rew arn mueii longer, so as to give the feet the Appearance of being narrow. "Long and narrow" is the word of command for the modern foot.

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VICE VERSA. I The grown-ups have taken to wearing che juvenile's gnimps, so the little one-- universally have adopted the shirtwaist and skirt idea, and they are w?rn by even very little girls. For this season an Eton suit of duck, pique or brown linen for this purpose i3 the proper thing, then th2 skirt can be utilised as already inention?d, and the jacket is ready for cool days. The skirts of these suits are circu r.r in shape, and lit almost as closely about the hips as those worn by women. I

HER OPINION. I A French woman remarked recently that American wives impressed hei as the most fortunate being on the face of the earth, and, at the same time, as the most unappreciative. "Nowhere else," she said, "and I have lived in many lands, do wivc3 receive such devotion and consideration and care as in America, and nowhere else have I ever found wives less con- scious of their .blessings or so indifferent to I the men who slave for them." I

SLEEVES IN SUMMER. Sleeves are becoming an objective point in the costume. This is probably due to the ex- treme tightness of the skirts and the desire to increase tne width of the shoulders as a counterbalance. Plain sleeves are becoming only in a perfectly formed woman, and hence the efforts of the modistes to introduce them have failed.

VVE DEFER. How many of us resolve to do some particularly good cr noble act "when we get time?" We rush on from day to day promising ourselves the ful- filment of honest intention, yet, the time slips by and we never seem to -find that opportunity for good that is alwayr-just a wee bit ahead, of us in the future.. rl :• it

To Our Readers. A NKW STU.'IY, fpHE CHAIN OF OUR, SIN, By MISS '? Will Appear in the J^YEXING jgXPIlESS CF 0 -N- 1) A y N E X T AND FOLLOW ma DAYS. i. 'Jr't EVERYONE SHuULD HEAD IT.

QUITE RIGHT. "Funny, isn't it," said the woman, "that the men who are discussing in old maidenly fashion whether or not women shall or shall not wear divided skirts, and whether they shall or shall I not ride a drop-frame wheel, or the man's wheel, never seem to think that they are dis- cussing something with which they have abso- lutely nothing to do any more than a woman has a right to decide whether a man shall wear a negligee shirt or a swallow-tail coat on the street?

CORSET COVERS. Pretty and satisfactory cornet covers, in that they take up very little room and lit snugly, arj cf un lervest material, the finer ones of s,i. cut with square nock or pointed back and front. The whole upper par- ol the nointed one; are of open work in the material, with in- sertions of lace srnib.od r>a top of the shoulder and tie! with little ribbens. and tie! with little ribbens.

WHAT SHE DOES. Instead of adopting one special perfume and always usirj it. as was formerly considered most elegant, the fashionable woman now c iiiges her perfnmcs with her gowns, rsing a ■ different scont wit!: each, accord'ng to her ideas of what is appropriate to the costume ar.d the occasion.

TrlE FAVOURITE PATTASOL. Amongst, the latest novelties arc silk parasc,13 trimmed with flat, very derp vaiu'ykes of cream-coloured "ilk embroidery, and edged with silk fringe to match, and "dress" um- bre.liti \ith a border of embroidery or Irish guipure insertion.

_n- OUR FIGURES. An English writer says that the ideal draping of the smart figure of to-day makes it look like a loosely rolled umbrella, only with the out- j ward flow at th4, ba8e, as -an umbrella would be with a frill iir'sv; ^vl v

An Unconscious Ally. Percival was a millionaire's son, with a face too beautiful f:r words and a taste for IboeD. Of cou' se, all this made him desirable beyond most other men. but I must say the way the girla of Archcrville made different kinds of fools of themselves about him was enough to disgust even a woman's rights advocate with her sex. I need hardly say that I was smart enough to treat Mr. Jones with marked coolness. The first time I met him my behaviour rseemed to puzzle the pampered youth. The second time he appeared distinctly grateful. On the third he asked permission to call, and I went home at peace with all the world, even my brother Fred. For five consecutive afternoons after that I sat by the tea table in the back drawing- room, attired, in my best gown, expecting Per- cival-iii vain. On the sixth he came. "What a delightful surprise," I said, gush- ingly. I was a trifle nervous from waiting so long. "All, thanks," he remarked, looking disap- pointed. And then mamma came in, and in spite of my previous warning finished things by treat- ing Mr. Jonç;> as if lie were Albert Edward cr Mark Hauna or at least a Royal duke. Mamma never could resist a millionaire. Our visitor took his leave in less than half an hour. and I knew that unless I adopted desperate measures • Percival Jones was lost to nie fa. ever f .-v i s' y .r. :s' r But I'm not one to give up easily, and after thinking hard things all night I finally hit on a plan and went to sleep at daybreak, and slept till noon as sweetly and as innocently as a child. Early in the afternoon I telegraphed to Maud and asked her to go with me out to the golf links at four o'clock. Then I tele- phoned to Fred to meet us there. When we reached the links there was Mr. Jones (he had mentioned that he was going the day before). He was looking bored as usual, but cheered up when I treated him with haughty coolness. I eluded his attempts at conversation, how- ever, and threw Maud in his way whenever I could. I was rewarded by seeing him scat himself by Maud's bide and commence a disquisition on Ibsen as Fred came round the hill on Lis bicycle. No sooner (lid Fred's eye light on the couple than he commenced to glare like a madman, and in spite of my innocent efforts to keep him away lie wound up by being so outrage- ously rude to Mr. Jones that that gentleman was confounded and Maud went home in tears. As for me, I went to bed happy. My plan was working to a charm. A day or two later I got mamma t,) ask Mr. Jones to dinner and managed to have him take Maud cut. That settled it; Fred treated Percival in such an insulting manner that even he could hardly overlook it, and lie left early, to mamma's distress and my secret joy. After that I began t,) meet Percival every time I went out of the house. No matter whether I walked or drove or rode a wheel, I was sure to encounter him before long, and lie woul-d escw-t me on iny way, leaving me 1-=- always on our return at the end of the street leading to our house. "Since you brother, who is your guardian, dislikes me so, I cannot go to youf heme," he would say regretfully, and I would blush and stammer an apology. "But I rau-t see you in spite of him," Percival would add with a melting glance, and I w Z)ulfl f$,c; home in the seventh%ieaven. At last, after three weeks ot this surrepti- tious courtship, Percival could stand it nc "Be my wife, Rosamond," he cried one day. "Never mind what they say at home; I must have you—I never knew what love was before." Poor boy, he had never known the bliss of trying for what he wanted, liefore this it had always dropped into his lap. But I couldn't trust him even then."Oh, no," I said timidly. "I dare not, Fred would kill you if he thought of such a thing." "Let him try," said Percival valiantly. "I'll have you in spite of him. See, here is the minister on his porch. Rosamond. Come. dar- ing, he will give me the right to claim you from your brother." And before I knew what I was. about. I fou-id myself in the minister's parlour being married in a bicycle skirt and pink cotton shirt waist. Ten minutes later I walked into Fled's office leaving I'ercival waiting outside, looking a little pale about the gills, but with a comba- tive gleam in his eye. "Fred," I remarked coolly, as I looked my brother square in the face, "I want to thank you fur what you've done for me. I'm Mrd, Percival Jones, by your leave." Then a smile of incredulous relief spread over his face. "Gosh!" he ejaculated. "To think that the fellow actoalLv wanted you!"

native of Carnacon, County Alonaghan, left Ire- land for America exactly sixty-nino years ago. She embarked at Dundalk in a sailing vessel fcr New Ycrk, and the voyage occupied eleven weeks. Miss Mcilann, whose desire it is to come home to dio in her native land, and to be weeks. Miss Mcilann, whose desire it is to come home to dio in her native land, and to be buried wi[h her kindred, is in full possession of all her faculties of body and mind. She attri- butes her length of days and good health to her habit of rising at five every morning, and to her opcr-air lif2. She managed till quite recently a farm which was stocked with a, herd of forty cows and other cattc.