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when the youthful clock returns to his suburb There is nothing he races through a high tea. of the gourmet in the composition of this vol
He consumes tangible canic young man. slices of bread and potted ham with no more.
locomotive experi· | sensuous enjoyment than ences in its consumption of coal. He swallows ca with no more relish than you shall discover in a sponge drinking water. He fights his meal, beats his way through it, laying about him on both sides, and struggling with panting breath to the valedictory grace. Then, three steps at a time, he mounts the narrow stairs and reaches his bedroom.
In ten minutes-or, in compliment to Miss Suburbin, shall we sny fifteen -he emerges a new.man. His face glistens with the polish of soup and towel, a shimmering collar girdles his neck and keeps his nose in the air, and his hair has the luxuriance which fellows the process of anointing with oil. His style of hairdressing is not common among men, though it may be seen any day in the week on the wooden heads in windows of hairdressers with in a walk of Piccadilly. The chief peculiarity, or grace, of this style lies in the lazy curl which drops over the forehend. It must be a thick curl, and must be brushed slightly to one side; then it produces a compromise between the fringe of the decadent and the crude "quiff" of par gallant soldiers. Really, an original idea.
With great care the clerk places a cap upon his head-upon the back of his head. The carl is left, in undisputed wantonness. He then lights a cigarette, places a cane under his
THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. SATURDAY, MAY 5, 1900.
"So we were, au we were. But, John, do you think we were ever quite so, fast as the young people of to-day
As fast cries Ipa, setting down his glass; "a thousand times faster! Why, may dear, do you know what the fellows used to call me? They used to call me Don Juan Ha, ha, ha ha! And here's Algy, safe and sound. Now, my boy, a glass of whisky bofore you go to bed? Not engaged yet, I hope?, Ha, ha, ha [”---Pall Mall Gazette.
SHORT STORY:
THE RIGHTFUL KING.
No: even the hideous pile of red brick could spoil the beauty of the asylum gardens upon an evening in June.
The huge house stood on a hillside in one of the fairest spots that ever man helped Nature to make Roses were opening on all sides, and here and there a late daffodil still lingered to make the red rose jealous with its simplerbeauty.
Among the trumpets of the convolvulus sat the Rightful King. He was not in state robes, nor did he wear any outward insignia of royalty. Indeed, he wore a suit of decent and service. able corduroys and a soft felt hat, which he found more comforable than a crown. On the bench' by his side was a pile of parchment deeds and legal-looking papers.
The Rightful King sat with his hands hang- ing loosely, and a vacant, soulless stare in his watery old eyes. His lower lip had dropped, and his whole face was absolutely destitute of intelligence. For the moment one saw a nicio statue of flesh, and no more.
Suddenly footsteps were heard approaching,
Miss Bremimit heard the voice and gave one cry for help. The knife was sawing her. The Righful King came shambling up. He saw the girl tied to the tree and the man torturing her with the knife. He flung himself upon the madman with a great cry of pity and anger, They rolled over and over on the ground struggling fiercely, but at last the old man was mastered. He was no match for the other's demoniac strength. The girl saw the knife rise and fall, she heard the old man's bleat of pain, and then-the air was suddenly full of whistles and red dancing lights. There were clowds of people pressing round her, and she fainted in her father's arms,
The body of the Rightful King lay stark upon the award. There was nothing poetic about it. In death it was even more foolish than in-life..
Poor old Rightful King," said one of the keepers, "He died for missy, Who'd have thought it? He's gone from his kingdom now."
This is his coronation day," said the chap lain gently.—4. India,
JEAN.
ALLEN HARKER IN THE OUTLOOK."
"Of course he would. You must go, Jean. I too; for there's always been some of our family↑ Hall, J..R. Hurry up!?
for the men to follow Elspeth left Mr. Hauser "What! all by my lonely?" exclaimed Jean in Knagg's housekeeper standing at the wire
fence, for she "never encouraged clash." pained astonishment.
“D we'll come with you to the door, and ring the bell for you, and then cut away before he can open it. Then you ask him' nicely. Come on, Jean!"
She seldom tong opposed her brothers. She had what Elspeth called a "tender head" and strongly, objected to having her hair pulled. Between them they marched her up the flagged path to Mr. Knagg's front door, rang loudly and departed precipitately.
Maighda, the great deerhound who shared with Elspeth the guardianship of Jean, rose from amidst the company of dolls, where she had been reposing, and walking gravely into the front garden, jumped the iron fence, and joined Jean at the top of the steps.
Jean clasped Tammy firmly with one arm and coiled the other round Maighdar's neck as the door opened rather noisily disclosing an irate-looking little gentleman in gold-rimined pince-nes.
If you please," began Jean in a still small' voice, there iss a wee ball-y wass putted into your garden-will I get it ?"
Mr. Knagg stoed staring at his strange visitors while jean rubbed,ane pink fact over the other and Maighda sniffed at hún dubiously, Tammy, with his customary reserve, betrayed no emotion whatever,
She was remarkable in the first place because she never rode' in a perambulator like other
"Come!" said Mr, Knagg shortly, holding children; either she walked-on bare, shapely,
out his hand. As Jean disappeared Colin and pink feet-or her own personal attendant Eis peth (a very tall woman, indeed) carried her Andrew flew into the back garden and swamed in a plaid slung over one of her broad shout-up an apple tree whence they surveyed their ders. Elspeth despised the bit barrows" of sister's proceedings with interest. the other nurses, and was quite strong enough "Wonder why men are so much decenter to to have carried Jean's mother as well as say, "ill she is seven, and when she is a woman she will walk like a queen, and not like a hen !".
am, and allies forth to sport with Amaryllis | and there was a tinkle of feminine laughter Jean. She will go barefoot," Elspeth would girls than to us!" mused Andrew.
un the bard high road. See him as he strides along! His eyes shine, there is a glow in his thin cheek, and the night-wind fills his mind with a thousand tender suggestions. The business of the day is put away like a tale that is told, and night, beautiful, dark, mysterious night, draws him into the silken web of the universal passion.
But my Romeo, I must aver, goes not to meet one Juliet. The cramping occupation of the day demands a wider and more comuehensive worship. He loves every maiden whn has a sparkling eye, a soft cheek, or a pouting lip and when he hurries to the goshit Panele, it is not to waste his sweetness on a single ear; but to invite the adoration of every cuy damsel he encounters on the way. This generous capacity for loving is one of the reanses that make old hearts envious of youth.
He reaches the Parade. From the bright shop-windows, to the gutter, where street-pianos rattle the amorous airs of comic opera, there moves a mighty life of human beings. Thou sands of girls, thousands of boys. An inces sant steam, backwanls and forwards, jostling as waves jostle each other, mingling as tides mingle. Whatever you may think, here is a great gathering of the human nice, a host of immortal souls finding rest on their duty pilgri- mage through Finity. But to moralize were to waste the moment. The play's the thing, and soloquy may go hang.
Now, observe how Venus copycis her court by the other side of the water. Your maidens clinging tenaciously to each other's arms walk abreast tresling on their heels come a quartet of yous negligently arm-in-armu." These, since my clerk with a fresh cigarette between his lips is one of the company, we select as typical, and tolkay, reverently. The girls are dressed a little garishly, and they all wear their hats tited over their noses. This hat trick, we hazard, is to afford a pleasant contrast to thic back-the-head style adopted by their adorers; in any case, there it is, and there they go in the great surging crowd.
our four cavaliers behind.
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coming through the flowers. A light began to flicker back into the lunatic's, face, making it weak, indeed, but not mere brate, as it had been before. Two young ladies in cool suminer frocks, accompanied by a tall young man in weeds and with the ribbon of an Oxford college on his hat, came walking down the gravel path, laughing as they came.
The Rightful King became violently agitated. He shook with eagerness, and a yearning came into his eyes like the pleading look of an un- fondled dog.
"Would Miss Bremmil notice him?" That was the great question. His position as Right ful King was, he well knew, one which was not well established.
Many of the other immates of the asylum resented it, and wished to attract notice for themselves and their own foolish whims by minimising his importance,
The visitors came up. "This, Lucy," said Miss Biemmil, the chaplain's daughter, to her friend, "this, Lucy, is the Rightful King of England."
"If I had my rights, miss," said the old must, "I should be sitting, on Queen Victoria's throne now.”
"Incidentally," said the young man from Oxford, he fills up his time doing a little gar- dening-your Majesty is fond of flowers?"
That I be, sir," said the Rightspl King, touching his hat, forgetting his dignity, or per haps finding the habits of his former life in the world without the walls too strong for him.
"When I comes into my own, miss." he went on," you shall have all the dimon's out of the Tower of London. I shan't want 'em!"
His voice sank a little and grew thin. The momentary animation died away from the foolish face. He could nor think of anything mare to say. He began to whistle,
The three young people looked at him pity. ingly then, with a word of farewell, passed on their way.
"I an only coming as far as the end of the garden, dear," said the chaplain's daughter to her guest. "I've no doubt Mr. Fraser will see you over the fields."
Jean, if possihte, went bareheaded as well as barefoot, and perhaps that is the reason why her hair is so abundant, so curly, so full of golden light that in the sunshine it almost makes you blink. Moreover, her eyes are big and blue. Sunshine and rain, and kind fresh winds have tinted her face with the loveliest warm brown's and pink she is not yet five years old, and she can dance the sword dance! It is really a great sight to see Jean's pink feet twinkling in and out between two unsheathed swords of her father's, and he is a proud man.
Hre
Yet there never was such a "girly girl at Jean. She has an enous family of dolls for her adorem all bring tills, and they
as the sands of the sea in sumber. She takes a motherly interest in them all, both dolls and adorers, but her inse- parable compation is one "Taliny," an an dient and dirty-faced rag soldier"; with arms and legs resembling elongated sausages, a square body, in fegt, and a head shaped like a beakfast bap." Sot an attractive personality iq the uninitiated, but he and Jean were as Ruth and Naomi. It is something of a sorrow to her that the exigencies of Tammy's figure do not admit of a kilt, just as she puzzled all last summer in sorrowful surprise that her father never once donned the uniform she so admires
"O well, his housekeeper likes, us best any. way. Everyone's got their cranks,"
Fore," cried a clear little voice, and the ball fell with a soft "plop" at the foot of the apple-tree.
She throws very well for a girl" said Colin as he dropped on to the grass; "let's finish the game."
"What do you mean by fore" asked Mr. Koagg
you a
"Heads! you know," said Jean; but her host was more puzzled than ever, for he had not even a bowing pininitance with the Royal and Ancient game. They suured at each other in silence. for a minute, then Jean remembering that one of the most important precepts for her clan was to accept no service without render
"Will
I sing ing some return, said shyly,
Sung "Pray do!" exclamed “Mr. Knagg, and his eyeglasses flew off his nose be frowned so hard.
"My love's in Germanie-send him hame! send him hame! My love's in Germanic-send him hame!" Jean only sang three verses. Elspeth never taught her the last two, and when the last notes full of longing had died away. she added cheerfully, but he is at home just now."
"Who is ?"
"My father. Nearly all my songs is about father."
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Really!" ejaculated Mr. Kanggs, and blew his nose noisily. “So that's Scotely?”.
"All my songs iss Scotchi. I promised Els Jeau's people live at the last house on the peth, and I will know them all some day. Goat Terrace, which has at the back a shady old-bye! and Jean, settling Tammy more fashioned garden with a big square lawn in the comfortably on her armi, prepared to depart. centre. There, Jean's brothers, Colin and An As she spoke she had lifed her face to be kissed,:. drew, plays cricket, while Jean' fielded or
and Mr. Knagg kissed her.
"He iss a dull man," said Jean confidentially drilled her dolls under the trees.
to Colin, "but he was douce enough to me." ing after dinner, there would be
The man in question sat in his favourite chair and read his Sunday newspaper upside down. It was thirty five years since he had kissed a child!
In the even-
sound of men's voices and an occasional thrus of the
banjo under those same trees, and a cheerful click of glasses; while men with brown faces and trim well-set heads, hughed and rejoiced in a coolness that concealed no malaria.
Jean's father had a reprehensible habit of bringing her, wrapped in a blanket, out into the garden at ten o'clock at night, when she The young man gave her a leck of deep grati- would be handed about from knee to knee like tude. Wonderful tact," he though to himself a superior sort of refreshment. To be fetched I hope you've not been made miserable by out of hed in this fashion would have been going over the asylum," said Miss Bremmil.psetting to some children, but Jean, with an Of course, I am quite used to it, and it doesn't adorable sleepy smile, would make herself agreeable for half an hour or so, and affect me as it must affect others."
when carried back and tucked into bed
father-fell asleep again always by her
scrap the directly, and never seemed a alway's expected to sing. She never sang
she
anything but Scatch songs-mournful or marial, mostly lacobite, and her repertory was enormous. While other children were learning Little Jack Horner," or fey diddle diddle t Jean, thanks to Elspeth, learned "Hey Johnny Cope," or "Can' ye by Athol," and her voice was as the voice of Katherine of France, "bro- ken music," for her voice was music, and her English broken. Sometimes a belated passer by would wait butside to listen in wonder to someone singing in the clearest baby voice :-
"It is rather depressing," said the Girton girl, dare say you'll think me unfeeling and horrible, but if a person becomes hopelcasty
We notice that the maidens likewise have their own quint idea of the subject of hair- dressing. They cunningly contrive to have their tresses draped like heavy curtains on either side of their little faces. This has the same effect, from behind, as a judge's wig, and sets line wondering how my lord would look in a wig nut-brown or golden. The heels of the young ladies' shoes have a dizzying effect on The mind: the points of the tacs make one clamorous for air. Their waists, too, produce a gasping effect. Altogether, they have a pin-insane-really hopelessly, you know-1 can't ched and squeezed appearance, and this seems help feeling it would be betler for them and "- to have a tantalizing influence on the minds of this a little pedantically for the community
swell if they were painlessly put of the way As the young ladies proceed, they eat choco- "You haven't lived among mad people as I late creams out of pretty boxes and wis-bave," said the chaplain's daughter quietly. per with many giggles among themselves, "You'd be surprised how sensible many of them sometimes casting mischievous looks round are, nad how good also. I don't suppose that the corner of their curtaining tresses at the poor old Rightful King ever had an unkind adours behind. As for the adorers, they thought in his life. He's a dear old thing, and is puif a great deal of smoke, laugh loudly, and always bringing me flowers. He's devoted to me." make audible remarks concerning the beauties "Aren't any of the lunatics violent sometimes? and charms, of each particular innmorata. As inquired the young man. the night wears on and reflection comes that the morrow's work requires a steady brain, the men become bolder, the maidens less dis inclined to leave each other. The two outside youths draw ahead, and walk abreast with the damsels; the two still left behind with beating How terrible it all seems," the Girton girl hearts pull lovingly the tresses of the central said as they entered the last long avenue, which
little play of this kind, a led them to the hillside beyond. little, coaxing on the part of their swains, and a hint from the two 'mated maidens that six abreast is more than any, respectable Parade can put up with, the middle maldens drop back and become victions to the blandishmonts of the two solitary youths.
maidens. After
What they say to each other in this com parative seclusion only the amorini know. Drowned to my merely mortal ears were the pretty caquetries by the rattle of street-pianos, the lumbering of
waggons, and
Obi none on this side of the building; they are quite harmless. Dangerous cases are kept in a separate wing. You can just see the roof over the trees. Of course, I'm never allowed to go there."
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On worse.
such occasions
Sing Hey, my bra' John Bielandman,
was
Sing Ho, my bra' John Hielandsnan," and at the end of each refrain she always kissed her father, for there was no one in the world to match with him in jean's eyes. She absolutely declined to sing the last verse after that day upon which she discovered what "hanging) ineant: Colin and Andrew having suspended Tammy from the apple tree. At times, Jean could raise her voice otherwise than in sang, and on that occasion the whole Terrace re sounded with her shrieks.
Colin and Andrew, were at school, father and mother had gone out in the dog-cart, taking Maighda with them for the run, Elspeth was ironing frocks and Jean entertaining Tammy and all the dolis at tea on the lawn. Sud denly she threw back her head and listened no one had such quick ears as Jean-the colour rushed to her face-and-she scampered across the grass, round by the side of the house, and out at the garden gate; bare-headed with flying rosy feet she raced to the end of the Terrace, and as she ran the sound which so excited her grew louder; it was the pipes! dered? Had it come to show what Elspeth Would she find the regiment," she won- called this wee stuck-up bit towney" what real John Hielandmen were like. Jean pictur ed the frowning castle and windy esplanade, the steep stony street-flanked by tall grey houses, down which "the regiment" "in tartan plaid and philabeg" swept with swinging steps. That was the setting in which she knew her father's men. How would they look in this trim Southern town? and would she dare to stop them to ask after her friends?
No, it was not a march the piper was playing, and very soon she discovered that there was no regiment-only a solitary piper playing the Keel Row," with a crowd of unkempt children following him.
Jean pushed in among the children, who made way for this hatless, shoeless person, in some astonishment,
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In the wintry days her neighbours saw less of Jean, as play in the garden was impossible. But even then the pink feet splashed bravely through the puddles and the wet stones.
One evening, about six, just as Mr. Knagglerton, G. C. was turning into the Ternice, a newspaper-boy, Holden, Miss S. shouting with
voice, proclaimed Hanbury, N. Serious British Reverse!" "Ighland regi- Howard, Miss M. agent trapped and cut to pieces!". The old law, M. S.
sug die rond, crying low, Miss
that infernal din, and I'll buy every tag Horanjia
Hermanus you're gut! Don't come down here again,
Hurrington, S. E. mind!"
Holden, S. B. Howard Hills, Captain F. Halwitz, Mrs. J Hitagskan Hamilton, M.
Ile hurried down the Terrace with a great bundle of pink papers under his arm, Just outside his own house he paused and looked up. Jean's nursery window was open at the top, the curtains were not drawn, and the room wis full of rosy light. Suddenly a child's voice scared into the stillness —
"I's a brave as brave konte
Send him hame, send hien have lek as brave a brave can be
Send him hame {“
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Japan Importing and
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3. Knagg took off his hat and bent his Jau, Am San
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Blum, Ars. Brewer, Mrs. M. Braceke, G. Burder, R. A. Irace, Mrs. Banister, D. R. Hudgeh, J. W.
lineson, 13. D. Baker, W. Basto, C. Barrett, J Boyle, Mrs. L Baker, Coley H. Brown Blake, R. E. Buicholson, W. Bland, H. F: B. Bochum, G. Brierly, J. Beelee Barkle, T. M.- Chung-le, W. P. Cater Calder, W. Charles, Mrs. J. Cassy, M. J. Cambell, W. E. Ching-Bit Sang Chinoy, D. N. Clark, A. F. Cuswick, D. J. Cannings Aliss M. Citto, Mrs. 0.
L. Cagence, Colbert, A. Conner, E.. Champion, J. F. Ceresole, i, Charles, Jos:
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Damour Gordons, nor the Seaforth," said Jean to
Dobberke, H. herself, "and why will he wear two tartans?" then, pulling at the piper's kilt, she cried shrilly Drummond above the skirl of the pipes: "Can you play E. M. S. S. Co.
Oran an Aoig'?"
Echaporia, R. S. The piper took the chanter out of his mouthEhoody, J. E. and smiled down at the eager up-turned face, Ellias, D. H.
Emile, P. asking, "Hot, my pear!!"
Evans, F. H. Eckelhardt
Effener, Figmeida, H, Forrest, Miss A. Findlay, Rev. W. H. Fistord, E The Fleischer, M.
Forster
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The sun began to make ready to slip behind the hill, and it was now what the Tennyson student called "Blow, bugle, blow," time. They arrived at the stile. They tamed to look back
Next door there dwalt a very grumpy gentle nan. With that easy confidence in a neigh down the long and leafy avenue through which they had come. It was all irradiated with the
bour's neighbourliness generally manifested by long, level glow of the sunset. A tiny black people who have lived much abroad, Jean's
father, on taking up his quarters' had written "Oran an Aoig," repeated jean eagerly. figure at the far end, which seemed to be mov.
"Sorry } cawn': oblige you; but never ing towards them, gave the scene just that little asking for petision to put some wire other
prevent cricket. 'eard tell of that toon," and the "Keel Row" Eastwood, on the top of the party wall necessary pole of human contrast which made balis going over. To his iminense surprise, he sounded with renewed and aggressive vigour. unromantic calls of rival 'bus and tram con-
it perfect.
Jean loosed her hold of the kit and turned ductors, But they, in the midst of it all, like
They said good-night, and the Girton girl received a curt and discourteous refusal, which
if to go. There was something uncanny in the Teufelsdrockh in his watch-tower, had peace suolled away into the purpling shadows, where terminated in a warning to the effect that, i of soul.
I looked into the eyes of the
she was destined to hear what she had never balls did come over, there they would have speech of this piper, and as she looked more maiden upturned to her laver, and read suspected, that love is, after all, the only higher to stay, as the writer would in no circumst closely, a certain incongruity in his uniform
auces have boys ruming in and out of his which chilled and disappointed her. there-rupture. In the eyes of the Swain mathematics worth the attention of a girl with house, and there was no back entrance. Of children, however, having recovered from their there was bliss, unclouded and without regret, His arm was about her wait, and they walked soft hands and wavy hair. no longer side by side; at least five inches of placidly of their little romance. Suddenly, she housekeeper, who threw the balls back again fear, and she speedily discovered that to Frisler, G. E Miss Bremmil walked slowly back, thinking course balls went over; but Calin and Andrew surprise at her sudden appearance in their Farmer, L. B.
found an unexpected ally in Mr. Koagg's midst, decided to have some fun with Fultakias, R. her shoulder reclined languorously upon heard footsteps at her side. Someone had come his breast. Their progress was slow, as out from the trees, and was pacing with her. without consulting him; and Mr. Knagg felt be the only shocless person in a heavily Francisca, Botelho though they trembled to take step
A beyond the dalliance of the moment and find She turned hurriedly towards the sound. A rather aggrieved that, as yet, he had found no shod crowd is to be in a most unpleasant Fraser, J.
cause for complaint. Complaint in some form minority. Also, she had never been alone in Freidman, Miss R. or other was as the breath of life to him; he bad the street before.
Foruler, Mrs. L.. themselves once again in the commercial man was walking by her with a peculiarly gliding springy step. He was very tall, with a
Mr. Knagg heard the pipes on bis way haine Fise, D. driven world. It was an affecting sight and dark and rather sinister face. He was dressed in gone to law with so many of his fellow-towns- even when the youth turned his head to dazzle the uniform of the asylum, only with one differ
men that his society was no longer sought after to lunch, and having the greatest abhorrence George, Miss A. with his eyes some maiden walking in the opposite direction, I was conscious of the ence. On his head he wore a yellow cap, and and his exceedingly clean steps were untrodden of all street noises, holding that they were, George, H. A. P.
round his arm was a broad band of yellow cloth, by strangers. He intended at first to complain every one, "disturbing to the peace of Her Gritci, F. B sacredness of that walk. And then the
She shrank back with a sick terror round that the banjo-playing in the garden disturbed Majesty's lieges," was hurrying across the road Glover, L. H. noisiest assemblages, I caught the sound
and round her heart like icy water. The man hira at his studies, when he happened to hear to expostulate with the perpetrator of this new Gritto, B. of her voice, Ido love prom-e-nadin' My
Jean sing" This iss no my plaid," and some. outrage upon his ears, when he caught sight of Guillaume, Rev, C. was one of the "dangerous" cases, and slic mind flew back to the birth of man, and I saw
was alone with him, at nightfall, too far away how he gave up the idea.
a familiar shining in the very middle of that Gambell, É. R. "mashie " the Edenic lovemaking of Adam and Eve amid
rabble of children. He laid about him with Greves, j. C. Colin and Andrew to scream for aid. She was paralysed with fear. the bowers unsullied by rolling fog or descen- Suddenly he turned on her with a swift snari, cach, and a ganday as being of a emerged from the crowd, bearing a very tear Garza
golf." It was his white cotton umbrella; and presently Gaader, ding smute. "O lor, I do love prom-e-kadin' like a treacherous animal. He caught her by quiet and decorous nature.
The fathers and anthers of these young the arms and carried her to the nearest tree,
ful in his armis, and hailed cab. The people are sitting in their parlours untroubled leaning i er against it.
But one Sunday afternoon Andrew forgot to cab and the do tanta rove upite jeans door at by anxiety for their welfare, The evening
"I've wanted something like this for a long putt," and gave his ball a drive that lifted it the sama moment. Mr. Knagg left Jean on paper has fallen across the fender, and Papa, time," he said. She beard he had the voice and high over the wall into the next garden. Now with a glass of whisky and water in his hand, accents of a gentleman. He took a long strip the wall was too high to climb; besides the fear of Mr. Knagg was upon them, and the house sits looking into the glowing coals. Manuma is of cloth from his pocket and made her fast to busy with knitting needles, and the glass of the trink of the fir tree with it.
keeper was out-they had seen her go. They stout on the table at her side tells its domestic
bad only two balls, and it was yet a long two tale. Presently she looks up at the clock.
hours off tea-time. Father and mother were both Algy is later than usual. I hope he isn't
out. They retired to consult Jean under the making himself too tired."
He's sowing his wild cats," says Papa, philosophically. "It's a trying process, my dear, but it's got to be done. He'll emerge like gold from the furnace.
It seems dreadful," sighs Mamma. "That Parade is a perfect pandemonium at night.":
"We were young once," answers Papa
He drew table-knife from his pocket. The avenue was now almost dark
As he came up to her, a sound of singing came from among the trees, foolish wayward singing. In a broad Gloucestershire accent. She distinguished the words
Oi be the Rightful King
Of England, merry England.”. Early in the afternoon the Rightful King had left his spade and was now coming to faigh is
game of
outline
the pavement and stalked into his house.
"I said he was a douce man," sobbed Jean,
in the safe shelter of her father's arms;" but it wass a pittence piper, not one of ours at all." They say that she felt the deception even more than the bruises on her toes. Her father never managed to thank Mr. Knagg, though he called
Groundwater
George, G. F. S. Grimes, J. B. Guillaamat, Capt. Gonsales, S. J. Gracey, S. L. Gritti Grant, J. Gillard, H. Gorham, Miss A. Gaigalds, T. "Of course the master's gone to the war Hamilton, Miss E. You wouldn't get it if you did," said Colin, with the regiment. He only got six month's Hendee, L. the practical.
leave, after all, and Miss Jean just talks and Humphry, R. A. "Why shouldn't Jean go? He'd give it to wings about him all day long, and the mistress Humphry, J. L her," suggested Andrew, who had noted the just listena. But she says if Master Colin and Kalaby weakness of his sex where Jean was concerned. Master Andrew were older, she'd send them Hachitade
the trees.
"If he wasn't such an old beast, I'd go und ask for it myself," growled Andrew,
three times.
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Mana Singh Madar, F. S. Mortimer, R. Müller, M. Matsumato Morland, D. C. Meyer, H. B. Mehta, B. H. Mostyn Mansfield Marten & Co. McRae, J *IcFellan Montieth, M. McCall, J. T. McKerrow Martemori, P. Mathews, Miss Alallone, Mons. endows, W. Munro, Miss. A. Mackinlay, E. Mackay, D. G. Miller, G.. Moor, C. Morgan, J. Mellone, A. Mulkern, R. J.
Martin, Mrs. Marikos, S.S. Miller, Mrs. T, Naguzava, I. Nagan, E. J. Nasumoff Ogden, A. C. Osorio, S.-D.A. Owen, Rev. W. C. Okane, Miss M. Onslow, Miss M. Oveido, F.
O'Malley, Hon. E. L Peoples, Rev. S. C. Pfeifer, B. Palmer F. Prosorutior, C. F. Packwood, A. T. Pow Kee & Co. Pybrun, N. Peais, Lient. C. Peter, D. J. Pigot, Mrs. B. Pereira, M. L. R. Pillery, V. A. M. Pigot, M. S.
R Rev.
S. B. Remedios, L. E. Russel, C. L. P. Rudermann, T. Robertson, A. Robinson, Mrs. Robbins, E. Rivers, Mrs, W. Robertston, Mrs, Rafael Allen Li- Richardson, F. W. Rosa, Mrs. Reuters, J. Renauld, A. Rumsey, J. M. Rebmoohhay Rotchel, N. Ringhause, T. Randall, B. C. Ronario, F. C. A. Rosa, Daniel Rily, C. C. Scott, R. A. Smith, E. H. Swift, J. F. Saldanha, D. Serpiere, J. Sisk, T. H. Stone, Miss F.G. Stohp, A. Switzer, Mrs. J. S.
Scourtin, T T. Setzke, D. Scott, Hon. B. Smith, B. H. Sprague, W. N. Shaw, N.'A. Schanber, P Squeen, H. G. Sargood, W. E. Sulleng, P. Stealford, Miss Scudder, Mrs. K: Salenga, F. Singman, Senco, Dr. A. Sang Fi Foo Schanowar, Sargood, P. D. Santos, A. Stewart, E. Simmons, Mrs.
Slight, W. H. Signora, A. See Chang Sukerman, R. Shillon, A. Sopper, Misi Smith, H.
Saunders, Mrs. M.A.
· Stolys, G. A.
Khuttle, F Kynoch, G. W. King, C. C. Leggatt, K. K.
Loothin Lewis, C. M. Linswore, E. Lange, W Legner, H. T Leslie, Mr. H. Laird, P, Liberge, M. C. Legarde Liddell, 1. McC. Lord Miss H P Laudinker, J. A. Lucker, B. Lomox, R. W. Liblain Látta, R. L. Lum Cheung Lopez, Mr. C.· Liddell, Mrs. P. Lashker, 5. Luthens, Roesing & Lengey W. E. Lita, Miss M.
Lind, H. G.
List of Registered Asa Singh Armstrong, A., Ahilul Karim. Allair Deen Allah Dilah Basakha Singh Brasche Blake, J. Boota Singh Buta, (Sepoy) Blake, E.
Bagat Singh Baggoo Baker, W. Disnee, S. R. Benning, Geo. Bracter Catsasos, Dr. F. Guardich, P. Collins, J. Cheong, James Chanda Singh Gercsele, L. Cross, R. Denis, A.. David, S. S. Drummond, E. Duggan, C. W. Dabir Bax Ekman, Miss Ida
A. Eelow, S.
Elias,
(3).
Elim Deen Evans, F. P. (5)
Eidelstein, A. Fukuda, S. Faizal? Deen Fowler, A. G. Fireman, A. Guioa, Mons. Gromed Singh. Grand Hotel
►
(2)
Gordon; C. B. (2)
Galam Mhd.. Gujar Singh
Grunberg, Y.
Griffith, Mr. L.
Geiben; Ed.
Harman Singh (2)
Harboe, H.
Hay, W.
Stafford, T. C. Sanders, Tase Mi Sonenjuti, Ph.
C.
Thomson, R. Tribbon, II. S. T. G., Mous Thomson, R. M. Thank Tutor, Miss H. ́ Tuches, M. Thihandier, Toys, Mrs. Toyorasmlard Tatam, John Tonance, 1. Takkin Tames, J. Taylor, . H. Throcelinolton Thellusson, Miss.
Torrance, Taylor, A. W. Ting, Mrs. Umkic, S. Unternehmung, Vernon, M. A Vaico, Mrs. Vesty
Van Heote, Gen. Rv.
E. F. Vantini, A. A Verschuur, G. Vance
Valley, Rev. G. M. Van Ness, Mrs. Wight, W. H. B. Wheatly, E. W. Weeks, Miss Williams, H. H. Walsk
Worthington, C. Watt, J. J. Warne, Rev. H. W. Walker, W. M. Weno, Miss Wasun, T. Wong Loong, Mr. Wurth, C.-- Weater Wridno
Williams, Rev. S. T. Whincrah, T. C. Wallacger, H. W. Wing Cheong Wright, M. S Williams, Kate Whimate, W. E. Wilson, J. T. Yanzamoto Young, DI Viford, Mr. Young, E. F.. Co. Zukri, E. E.
į
. Zaboli
Zeh-Alex.
Zonentet
Covers in Poste Restante.
Machado, A. E.
Miller, Mr. S. Meyer, H. S. Mastowski, W. Yon. Mohamed Amin Mannimi Asaf Khan Miyamoto, Y. Mukha Singh Mohained Safce
Ameen McKerrow, H. B. Montague, Mrs. Martin, R, R.
Nazim Khan Nardin, E. W Onslow
O'Take, Miss
Portilla, M. de la Pontigia, Manuel Platt, Licut. R.
Pannier, Th Patell, W. S. Rankin, A. W. Rauchverger, Miss F. Reilly, S. G. Kaulsen, Theo. Raymond Ratta Singh (*) Rotchel, Mrs. Reyes, Mariano Ralla Bakin Rosenveig, P. Rahmet Alli. Roth, Mrs. Rachel Rusmat Ali.
Rodgers, L
(1)
Ribeiro, F. J. Robins, Edwin Sonda, Mrs. J. Steward, C. Y. S. Syett, Mr. Silva, L. J. da Shtenberg, S. Schustenman, V. Silverster. Rté. Schaminsky, S. Schwantaneskupert,
S. C.
Steward, A. S. Staelens, L.
Smirkoff, A.
Hajee Mohamed Joon- Sharbat Khan
sben Hajee
Hillel, E. A.
Jalal Din Isar, Singh Iswer, Singh Jackson, T. P. Japanese Address Johnston, W. J. Ja, anam St. (a)
address, c/o 20,
Jex, Mrs. Joseph, Leon Jones, E. E. Koninsky, T. Koppel
Α. Louis, C. A. Lester, H. Lillie, Mrs. J. Lutz, E Liblain, Mons. (2)
Lall Singh...... Labh Singh Lomax, R. W. Linderhob, Albart Lloyd, Miss
Ledbury, Mrs. M. F.
Manning, Robt
Smith, Gordon Sham Singh
Saman, F. S. A. P. Salas, J. M. R. Smith, A. M. Simonds, O. H, Sulliman, M. H. Salas, Romero Schonauer, H. M, Torbin, J. Takkin, Mona Teja Singh Tonance, John Tonance, Jack Tominaga, Tinclat, C.
G.
(2)
Ucilner, Gustav, Vaughn, Miss Neille Wong Kisum Woodberry, John Wariam Slagh Wells, H. R.
William & Co., Paru Wilson, L. de Castroy Yedanfee Singh.
List of Registered Covers for Merchant
S.S. Bolus S.S. Moins
.S.S. Eclus
5.S. Alcinous
5.S. Clyde
5.S. Dalny......
Bhips.
C. Larson. ‚T.. Williams. Capt. Kirkwood, H. Thompson.
Hamilton Northcote, Erickson.
Capt
McKibben,
S.S. Diomed.......... Fleming (Baker). (2.) S.S. Empressof India Rer, W. S.S. Hiping...R. Macfarlane. [passenger, S.S. frion ......J. M. Roberts. S.S. Izion...J. Ward. S.S. Ixion....R. Toran. S.S. Idomenus
A. C. Sherry. W. Hunter. C. Baird.
S.S. Nanchang 5.S. Nestor...........
S.S. Nippon Maru ...James Cameron.
W. L. Pattraden. S.S. Octane S.S. Patroclus.......D. Prifcbard S.S. Pikarang.....Chief Engineer. S.S. Strathgyle...J. Dawson- 5.9. Strathgyis A. MacIntyre, 5.3. Strathgyle......Capt. J. R.. Gordonj Man of War Sum
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