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dlAITER XXVIII. WA1TUHO FOBBEVKKGE.

Tliere was a slight, only a very slight difference of opinion between Lady Darrell and her aunt after the reading of the will. I/idy Hampton would fain have given up the Elms, and have gone to live at Darrell Court "Sir Oswald's will is a very just one," she said, "admirable in

every

She declared her intention to adhere most strictly to ttie terms of the will. "And, aunt," she continued, with firmness quite new to her, "it would be so much better, I think, for you to keep at the Elms. People might make strange remarks If you came here to live with me."

Lady Hampton was shrewd enough to see that she must abide by her niece's decision. The Captain was to remain only two days at irrell Court, and Lady Darrell was anxious to spend some little time with him. "I like the Captain, aunt," she said "he amuses me."

Lady Hampton remembered how she had spoken of him before, and it was not her intention that her beautiful niece should fling away herself and her magnificent fortune on Aubrey Langton. "She is sure to marry again," thought the lady "and, dowered as she is, she ought to inftrrv a duke, at least."

She represented to her that it was hardly etiquette for her, a widow so young, and her loss being so recent, to entertain a handsome young officer. "I do not see that the fact of his being handsome makes nny difference, aunt," said Lidv Darrell "still, if you think I must remain

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up in my room while the captain

is here, of course, 1 will remain so, though it seems very hard." "Appearances are everything," observed Lady Hampton, sagely "and you cannot be too caielitl at tirst." "Docs he seem to pay Pauline any attention'."' asked the young widow, eagerly. "I have never heard them exchange more than a few word*--indeed the circumstance has puzzled me, Elinor. 1 have seen him look at her as though he worshiped her and as though he hnted heV. As for Miss Darrell, she seems to treat him with contemptuous indifference." "I used to think lie liked her," said Lady Darrell, musingly. •lie liked the future helm-sol" Darrell Court," rejoined Lady Hampton. "A"! his love has gone with her prospects, you may lely upon It."

Lad Darrell, hromrht up In a school that "HVo rd'be rime v-n lit.) ilnell' for the sa!?e «»t I.piviirmii'T s. Knew tlitre WHS no help tor Inr t.li.ived retii. ini ii.. She remained in her rooms until the young officer had left the Court.

LnUy llnmpton was not the only one who felt puzzled at Pauline's behavior to the captain, AMss Hastings, who understood her pupil perhaps U'tter than any one, was puzzled. There was somewhat of a calm, unutterable contempt In her manner of treating him. He could not provoke her no matter what ho said, she would not be provoked into retort. She never appeared to remember his existence no one could have been more completely ignored and Captain Langton himself was but too cognizant of the fact. If lie eould have hut piqued or aroused her, have stung her into some exhibition of feeling. ho would have been content but no statue could have been colder, no queen prouder. If any little attention was required nt her hands she paid it, but there was no denying the fact that It was rendered in such a manner that the omission would have been preferable.

On the evening of Ids departure Lady Hampton went down to wish him farewell she conveyed to him Lady Darrell's regret at not being able to do the same. "I am very sorry," said the captain "though, of course, under the circumstances, I could hardly hope f-tr the pleasure of seeing Lady Darrell. Perhaps you will tell her that In the autumn, with her permission, I »hall hope to revisit the Court."

Lady llnmpton said to herself that she should take no such message. The dearest wish of her heart was that the gallant c.t|»tnln should never be seen there again. But she made some gracious reply, and then asked, suddenly: "Have you seen Miss Darrell? Have you aaid good-by to her?"

Aubrey L:uigton looked slightly confused. "1 have not seen iier to-day," lie replied. Lady Hampton smiled very graciously, "1 will send for her," she said and when, in answer to her summons, a servant entered. she asked that Miss Darrell might be requested to favor her with her presence in the library. It did not escape her keen observation that Captain Langton would rather have avoided the interview.

Pauline entered with the haughty grace so natural to her her proud eyes never once glanced at the captain he was no more to her than the verv furniture in the room. "You wished to see me, Lady Hampton," she MI id, curtly. es—that is. Captain Langton wishes to say c«o i-hy to yon he is leaving Darrell Court this morning."

There was the least possible cur) of the *hort upper tip. I*dy Hampton happened t.» catch the glance bestowed npon Pauline by tiieir visitor. For a moment it startled her—It revealed at once such hopeless passionate love and such strong passionate hate. Pauline made no reply the queenly young figure was drawn up to Its full height, the thoughtful fare was full of scorn. The captain concealed his embarrassment as he best could, and went up to her with outstretched hands. (»ood-hy. Miss Darnell.he said "this has been a very sad time for you, ami I deeply sympathise with you. 1 hope to sec you again in the autumn, looking better—more like yourself."

Lady Hampton was wont to declare that the scene was one of the r: st she had ewr witnessed. Pauline looked at him with that straight, Hear, cairn gaw of hers, so terribly searching and direct •tJood-hy," she Mid, irmly, and then, utterly Ignoring the outstretched hands, she •wept haughtily from the n«ota.

Lady Hampton did not attempt to conceal her delight at the captain's discomfiture. "Mis* Darnell ts very proud." be said.laugh­

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bide MS confusion. "1 BRUM hare bean unfortunate enough to displea* her." But Lady Hampton saw hiseoafatioQ. and In her own mind she wondered what pmt

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never dream, were 1 in your place, Elinor, of keeping that proud girl here. Let her go. I will come and live with you. I shall make a belter chaperon than that poor, faded Miss 11

AKtin^St" But Lady Darrell was eager to taste the sweets of power, and she knew how completely her aunt would take every vestige of it from her.

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between tlicse two—why lie should appear at the same time to love and to hate her —above ali, why she should treat him with such sovereign indifference and contempt. "It is not natural," she argued to herself "young girls, as a rule, admire—nay, take au uncommon interest in soldiers. What reason can she have for such contemptuous indifference?"

How little she dreamed of the storm of rage—of Twssion—of anger—of love-rof fury, that waned in the captain's soul!

He was ten thousand pounds richer, bnt it was as a drop in the ocean to him. If it iiad been ten thousand per annum lie might have been grateful. Ten thousand pounds would discharge every debt he had the world, and set him straight once more he might even lead the life lie had always meant to lead for two or three years, but then the money would be ^one. On the other hand, if that girl—that proud, willful, defiant girl— would but have married liiin. Darrell Court, with all its rich dependencies, would have been his. The thought almost maddened him.

How he loathed her as lie rode away! But for her all this grand inheritance would have been his. Instead of riding away, he would now bo taking possession and be lord and master of all. These stables with the splendid stud of horses would be his—his the magnificent grounds and gardens—the thousand luxuries that in ide Darrell Court an earthly paradise. All these would have been his but for the obstinacy of one girl. Curses deep and hunting rose to his lips yet, for his punishment, he loved her with a love that mastered him in spite of his hate—that made him long to throw himself at her feet, while he could have slain her for the wrong he considered that she had done him.

Lady Hampuui could not refrain from a few remarks oi. what she had witnessed. "Has Captain Langton teen so unfortunate as to offend you. Miss Darrell?" she asked of Pauline. "I thought your adieus were of the coldest." "Did you?" I never could see the use of expressing regret that is not really felt" "Perhaps not but it is strange that you should not feel some little regret at losing such a visitor.

To this remark Pauline deigned nothing save an extra look of weariness, which was not lost upon Lady Hampton. it "Pauline." said Miss Hastings, one morning, *'l do not think you are compelled by the terms of Sir Oswald's will to reside at Darrell Court whether you like it or not. There could be no possible objection to your going away for a change."

The beautiful, restless face was turned to her. "I could not leave Darrell Court even if I would," she returned. "Why not? There is really nothing to detain you here." "f am waiting," said the girl, her dark eyes lit by a lire that was not pleasant to see —"I am waiting here for mv revenge." "Oil, Pauiine!" cried Miss Hastings, in real distress. "My dear child, you must forget such things. I do not like to hear such a word from your I'jw."

Pauline smiled as she looked at her governess. but there was something almost terrible in the calm smile. "What do you think I am living here forwatting here in patience for? I tell you, nothing but the vengeance I luvvo promised uivself—and it shall be mine!"

CHAPTER XXIX.

Wtl.l. FATK Att PAt r.IXK

Six months had passed since Sir Oswald's death, and his widow had already put away her cap and heavy weeds. Six months of retirement, she considered, were a very handsome acknowledgment of all her husband's love and kindness. She was In a state of self no and perfect self-content— everything had gone well with her. People had expressed their admiration of her devotion to his memory. She knew that in the eyes of the world she was esteemed faultless. And now it seemed to Lady Darrell that the time was come in which she miglit really enjoy herself, ami reap the reward of her sacrifice.

The "armed neutrality" between Pauline and herself still continued. Each went her own way—their interests never clashed. Lady Darreli rather preferred that Pauline should remain at the Court She had a vague kind of fear of her, a vague dread that made her feel safer where Pauline was, and where she could know something of her. Whole days would pass without tiieir meeting but, now that there was to be a little more gayety at Darrell Court, the two must expect to be brought into daily communication.

Lady Darrell was an amiable woman. It was true she had a small soul, capable of maintaining ideas only. She would have liked to lie what she called "comfortable" with Pauline—to live on sisterly terms with her—to spend long hours in discussing dress, ornaments, fashionable gossip—to feel that tliere was always some one at hand to listen to her and to amuse her. She, in her turn, would have been most generous. She would have made ample presents of dresses and Jewels to such a friend she would have studied her comfort and interests. But to expect or to hope for a companion of that kind In Pauline was as though some humble little wood-blossom could hope to train itself round a grand, stately, sad passion-flower.

Lady Darrcil's worldly knowledge and tact were almost perfect yet they could never reveal to her the depths of a noble nature like Pauline's. She could sooner have sounded the. depths of the Atlantic than the grand d«ep of that young girl's heart and soul they would always be dead letters to her—mysteries she could not solve. One morning the Impulse was strong upon her to seek Pauline, to hold a friendly conversation with her as to half-mourning but when she reached the door of the study her courage gave way, and she turned abruptly, feeling rather than knowing why, the discussion of dress and men? personal apprruw must prove distasteful to Miss Iiu il.

Little by little Lady Darrell began to take hear place ID the grand world she was too wtse and wary to do it all at once. The degrees were almost imperceptible: even Lady Hampton, one of the most fastidloos of critics, was obliged to own to ber.seIf that her niece's conduct was highly creditable. The gradations in Lady Dartelf a spirits were as carefully regulated as the gradations of color In her dress: with deep lavender and black ribbons she was mildly sorrowful, the lighter grew the lavender the lighter grew her heart On the first day she wore a silver gray brocade she laughed outright and the toond of that laugh was the knell of all mourning.

Visitor* began to arrive at Darrdl Court, but Lady DarreU stilt exercised great restraint over herself. Her Invitations were at first confined to matrons of nature age. "She did not feel equal to the society of geattamen

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENINGj MAIL.

There was a grand chorus of admiration for the nice feeling Lady Darrell displayed. Then elderly gentlemen—husbands of the matrons—were admitted and, after a time, "braw wooers began to appear at the hall," and then Lady Darrell's reign began in real earnest

From these admiring matrons, enthusiastic gentlemen, ardent lovers, and flattering friends Pauitne stood aloof. How she despised the whole of them was to he gathered only from her face she never expressed It In words. She did not associate with them, and they repaid her behavior by the most hearty dislike. it was another proof of "dear Lady Darrell's sweet temper" t'latshe could live in peace with this haughty, abrupt, willful girl. No one guessed that the bland, suave, graceful mistress of Darrell Court stood in awe of the girl who had been disinherited to make way for her. "Pauline," said Miss Hastings, one day, "I want you to accustom yourself to the idea of leaving Darrell Court for I do not think there is any doubt but that sooner or later Lady Darrell will marry again." "I expect it," she returned. "Poor Sir Oswald His home will go to strangers, his name be extinct. How little he foresaw this when he married!" "Let it take place when it may, the Court can be no home for you then," continued Miss Hastings.

Pauiiue raised her hand with a warning gesture.

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"Do not say another wfttd, Miss Hastings I cannot listen. Jusi as criminals were fastened to the rack, bound to the wheel, tied to the stake, I am bound here—awaiting my revenge "Oh, Pauline, if you would but forego such strange speech! This longing for vengeance is in your heart like a deadly canker in a fair (lower. It will end badly."

The beautiful face with its deiiant light was turned toward her. "Do not attempt to dissuade me," she said. "Your warning is useless, and I do not like to grieve you. I acquainted Lady Darrell with my determination before she married my uncle for his money. She persisted in doing it. Let her take the consequencesbear the penalty. If she had acted a true womanly part—if she had refused him, as she ought to have done—he would have had time for reflection, he would not have disinherited me his anger, and Darrell Court would have descended to a DurrelJ, as it ought to have done." "if vou could but forget the past, Pauline!"" "I cannot—it is part of my life now. I saw two lives before me once—the one made noble, gran.I, and gracious by this Inheritance, which I should have known so well how to hold the other darkened by disap]K)intment and shadow.td by revenge. You know how some men wait for the fair fruition of a fair hop.1—for the dawn of success— for the sunshine of perfect prosperity so do I wait for my revenge. We D.irrelis never do things by halves we arc not even moderate. My heart, my soul, my life—winch might have been, 1 grant, tilled with high impulses—are concentrated on revenge."

Though the words she spoke were so terrie. so bitter, there was no mean, vindictive, or malign expression o:i that beautiful face rather was it bright with a strange light Mistaken though the idea might be, Pauline evidently deenunl herself one chosen to administer justice. *-,

Miss Hastings looked at her. "But, Pauline." she said, gravely, "who made you uly Darrell's judge?' "Myself," she replied. "Miss Hastings, you often speak of justice let mo ask, wjas tins matter fair? My uncle was irritated against me because 1 would not marry a man I delestcd and loathed in his anger he formed the project of marriage to punish me. He projKised to Elinor Iiocheford, and, without any love for him, site agreed to mrtrry liiin. I went to her, and warned her not to come between me and my rightful inheritance. 1 told her that if she did I would !).• revenged. She laughed at my threat, married my uncle, and so disinherited m\ Now, was it fair that 1 should have nothing, she all—that I. a Darrell, should soe the horns of my race go to strangers? It is not just, audi mean to take justice Into my hands." "But Pauline." opposed Mis3 Hastings "if Lady Darrell had not accepted Sir Oswald, some one else would." "Are such women common, then?" she demanded, passionately. "1 knew evil enough of your world, but I did not know this. This woman is sweet-voiced, her face is fair, her hair is golden, her hands arc white and soft, her manners caressing and gentle but you see her soul is sordid—it was not large enough to prevent her marrying an old man for his money. Something tells me that the vengeance I have promised myself is not far off."

Miss Hastings wrung her hands in silent dismay. "Oh, for something to redeem you, Pauline —something to soften your heart, which is hardening into sin!" "I do not know of any earthly influence that could, as you say, redeem me. I know that I am doing wrong. Do not think that I have transformed vice into virtue and have blinded myself. I know that some people can rise to afar grainier height they would, instead of seeking vengeance, pardon injuries. I cannot—I never will. There is no earthly influence that can redeem me, because there is none stronger than my own will."

The elder lady looked almost hopelessly at the younger one. How was she to cope with this strong nature—a nature that could own a fault, yet by strength of will persevere in it? She felt that she miglit as well try to check the angry waves of the rising tide as try to control this willful, undisciplined disposition.

How often in after years these words returned to her mind "I know of no earthly influence stronger than my own will."

Miss Hastings sat in silence for some minutes. and then she looked at the yoong girl. "What shape will your vengeance take, Pauline?" she asked, calmly. "I do not know. Fate will shape it for me: my opportunity will come in time." •'Vengeance Is a very high-sounding word," observed Miss Hastings, "but the thing itself generally assumes very prosaic forms. You would not defend to such a vulgar deed as munler, for instance nor would you avail yourself of anything so common place as poison." "No," replied Pauline, with contempt "those are mean revenges. 1 will hurt her where she has hurt me—where all the love of her heart is garnered there wilt wound bar as she has wounded me. Where she can feel most there 1 mean to strike, and strike home."

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"Then yon have no definite plan ananffed?" questioned Miss Hastings. "Fate will play into my hands when the time comes," replied Pauline. Nor could the goteroess extnd aught farther from her.

'CHAPTER XXX, HrATK FATOBS PAtTUXZ.

Autumn, with its golden grain, Hs rich firutta, and its luxmiant foliage, had come

white on the ground: and slid Captain Langton had not paid his promised visit to Darrell Court He stmt numerous c-mls. letter^ books, and music, but he did not appear himself. Once more the spring (lowers bloomed Sir Oswald had been lying for twelvemonths in the cold, silent fami vault With the year of mourning the last of Lady Darrell's gracefully expressed sorrow vanished—the last vestige of gray and lavender, of jet beads and black trimmings, disappeared from her dress?s and then she shone forth upon the world in all the grace and delicate loveliness of her fair youns beauty.

Who could number her lovers or connt her admirers? Old md young, peer and commoner. there was n*t one who would not have given anything he had on earth to win the hand of the beautiful and wealthy young widow.

Lady Hampton favored the suit 9t Lord Aynsley, one of the wealthiest peers in England. He had met Lady Darreil while on a visit at the Elms, and was charmed with her. So young, fair, gifted, accomplished, so perfect a mistress of every art and grace, yet so good and amiable—Lord Aynsley thought that he had never jnet with so perfect a woman before.

Lady Hampton "was delighted. "I think,Elinor," shesaid,"thatyouareone of the most fortunate of women. You nave a chance now of making a second and most brilliant marriage. 1 think you must have been born under a lucky star."

Lady Darrell laughed her soft, graceful little laugh. "I think, auntie,'" she returned, "that, as I married the first time to n'ease you, I may marry now to please myself and my, own heart" "Certainly," said her ladyship, dubiously "but remember what I have always told you —sentiment is the ruin of everything."

And, as Lady Hampton spoke, there came before her the handsome face of Aubrey Langton. She prayed mentally that he might not appear again at Darrell until Lord Aynsley had proposed and had been accepted.

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But Fate was not kind to her. The next morning Lady Darrell received a letter from the captain, saying that, as the summer was drawing near, he should be very glad to pay his long-promised visit to Darrell Court He hoped to be with them on Thursday evening.

Lady Darrell's fair face flushed as she read, lie was coming, then, this man who above all others had taken her fancy captive —this man whom,with all her worldly scheming, she would have married without money if he had but asked her. He was coming, and he would see her in all the glory of her prosperity. He would be almost sure to fall in love with her and she—well, It was not the first time that she whispered to her own heart, how gladly she would love him. She was too excited by lier pleasant news to be quite prudent. She must have a confidant— she must tell some one that he was coming.

She went to the study, where Miss Hastings and Pauline were busily engaged with some water-colors. She held the open letter in her hand. "Miss Hastings, I liave news for you," she said, "i know "that all that interested s:r Oswald is full of interest for you. Pauline, you too will be pleased to hear that Captain Langton is coming. Sir Oswald lovcvl. h:m very much."

Pauline knew that, and had cause to regret it. "I should be much pleased," continued Lady Darrell, "if. without interfering with your arrangements, you could help me to entertain him."

Miss Hastings looked up with a smile of

"Anything that lies in my power," she said, "I shall be only too happy to do but 1 fear I shall be rather at a loss how to amuse a handsome young ofllcer like Captain Lungton."

Lady Darrell laughed, but looked much pleased. "You are right," she said—"he is handsome. I do not know that I have ever seen one more handsome."

Then she stopped abruptly, for she caught the gleam of Pauline's scornful smile--the dark eyes were looking straight at her. Lady Darrell blushed crimson, and the smile on Pauline's lips deepened. "I see my way now," she said to herself. "Time, fate, and opportunity will combine at last" "And you, Pauline." inquired Lady Darrell in her most caressing manner—"you will help me with my visitor—will you not?" "Pardon me, 1 must decline," answered Miss Darrell. "Why, I thought Captain Langton and yourself were great friends!" cried Lady Darrell. "I am not answerable for your thoughts, Lady Darrell," said Pauline. "But you—you sing so beautifully! Oh, Pauline, you must help me!" persisted Lady Darrell.

She drew nearer to the girl, and was about to lay one white jeweled hand on her arm, but Pauline drew back with a haughty gesture that was no mistaking. "Pray understand me, Lady Darrell," she said—"all arts and persuasions are, as you know, lost on me. I decline to do anything toward entertaining your visitor, and shall avoid him as much as possible."

Lady Darrell looked up, her face pale, aud with a frightened look upon it "Why do you speak so, Pauline? You must have some reason for it Tell me what it Is."

No one had ever heard Lady Darrell speak so earnestly before. "Tell me?" she repeated, and her very heart was in the words. "Pardon me if I keep my own counsel," said Pauline. 'There is wisdom in a few words."

Then Miss Hastings, always anxious to make peace, said: "Do not be anxious, Lady Darrell: Pauline knows that some of the unpleasantness she had with Sir Oswald was owiug to Captain Langton. Perhaps that fact may affect her view of his character."

Lady Darrell discreetly retired from the contest "I am sure yon will both do all you can," she said in her most lively manna-. "We must have some charades, and a ball we shall have plenty of time to talk this over when oar guests arrive." And, anxious to eo before Pauline said anything more. Lady Darrell quitted the room. "My dear Pauline," said Miss Hastings,"if you would

But she paused suddenly, for Pauline was sitting with a rapt expression on her face, deaf to every word.

Such alight wa» in those dark eyea,prood, triumphant, and clear—such a smile on those carved tips Pauline looked as though she could see into futurity, and as though, while the view half frightened, it pleased her.

Suddenly stw rose from her seat, with her hands clasped, evidently forgetting that she was not atone. "Nothing eould be better," die aaid. *i eould not have asked of fate or fortune anything better than this."

When Miss Hastings, wondering at her strange, excited manner, asked her a question, she looked up with the vague manner of one Jotf aroused from deep sleep. -~3Khaf thlaktaf at Pn

ed Miss Hastings. "I am thinking," she replied,with adreamy smile, "what good fortune always attends those who know how to wait I have waited, and what 1 desired is come."

Thursday came at last. Certainly Lady Darrell had spared neither time nor expense in preparing for her visitor: it was something like a warrior's home-coming—the rarest of wines, the fairest of flowers, the sweetest of smiles awaiting him. Lady Darrell's dress was the perfection of good taste —plain white silk trimmed with black lace, with a few flowers in her golden hair. She knew that she was looking her best it was the tirst time that the captain had seen her in her present position, so she was anxious to make a favorable impression on him. "Welcome once more to Darrell Court I" she said, holding out one white hand in greeting. "It seems like a welcome to Paradise," said the captain profoundly and then he bowed with the grace of a Chesterfield over the little hand that he still held clasped in his own. ri.fr TO BK coynxrEP XKXT WKKK.

^VICTIMS OF ALCOIIOL

THE METHODS USED IN A PRIVATE HOSPITAL FOR WOMEN.

VIMt to a nigh-Toned Inebriate Asylum. The Plan of Treatment Adopted—Danger TTlicn Tliero Is a Reaction—Peculiarities of Patients. "The patients here ore all women," said the manager of a ouiet, unobtrusive privato hospital in the neighborhood of Central park. Prom the outside of the building nothing could be seen to indicate the character of tho occupants, and it could easily have been taken for the home of a business man of means. "What are tho special features of the institution f" continued the manager. "There is only ono disease treated here, and that is drunkenness. Drunkenness a disease? Undoubtedly, the same as any other disordered condition of the body. Alcohol is a poison, and people who take it habitually suffer from chronic poisoning, just as the man does who works in a white lead factory for any length of time. Tho patientrj are all wealthy here, and confidentially, this place is notihng mere than a high-toned inebriate asylum. It would never do to call it so, as it would ruin the business entirely. "It is a peculiar thing about many of our patients, that is, those who come willingly, that if thero were anything said about this being a retreat for drunkards they would never co:r«o here. They are sensitive on this point, although they know what is tho difficulty with them. The hospital is always full, and, in fact, patients have to be turned awny every day and I understand that plaecs similar to this havobeen started further down town, to tako care of tho increase in the business. I can't say that drunkenness among wealthy women is on tho increase, but there is no doubt that tho number of people seeking treatment is larger than it was a year ago. Some of tho cases are bad, and tho women who h&vo formed the habit of taking morphine to quiet the nervous condition induced by alcohol are tho worst. Somo are brought here in the wildest paroxysms of delirium tremens, after tho treatment of the family physician has ceased to bo of benefit

THE PLAN OF TREATMENT.

"Are the patients cured? That is hard to tell. Tho object of the treatment is to break the habit. Patients have been sent homo seemingly strong and all right, whd after a time come back worse than ever. But little medicine is given in the plan of treatment, and no substitute for the alcohol. Medicine to toko away tho appetite for alcohol is nonsense, for by giving something for this purpose nnother habit will usually be formed equally as bad. W hatevor tends to strengthen the body used, and no patient is safe to discharge until the inflammation of the stomach caused by alcohol has been reinovod. Fresh air, baths, exercise, light food and agreeable mental occupation do the work if a euro is possible. There is a class of patients who do not want to stop drinking. They spend few weeks with us, get patched up somewhat

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go back to their excesses with the vigor of youthful indulgence. All the patients arc benefited by treatment, unless there is too great an organic derangement of the kidneys and liver. I know of some absolute cures but

they

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centage of those treated. "The trouble is that when they leave here, as soon as thero is a reaction, however slight, from the cessation of tonics, they feel depressed and tako a little stimulant to drive away tho dullness and counteract tbe low vitality. When this is done once, it is only a question of time when stimulants are taken in lar^e quantities for every little ailment This sets up an inflammation which is the cause of the craving for alcohol, and the habit is formed I have had patients under my charge whose relatives would willingly pay any amount of money to have the habit broken. It is not a question of money at all. Millions could not cure a person who did not have a stronger dosire to stop drinking than to drink. This is the real secret of a radical cure.

PECULIARITIES. O* PATIENTS

"The patients cannot, as a rule, be trusted. They will lie about their condition, mako themselves appear to be well and strong, only that tho restraint they are under may be relaxed, so that they may have a chance to get simething to drink. Even when they are brought here, physical wrecks, trembling, with shattered nerves, wild eyes and wandering minds, they will dec lard that they have not drank in months, and claim that they are being persecuted by their family or friends. There are many sad cases where tbe habit of drinking has been formed innocently and perhaps under tho advice of a physician. Then 5,'ihere will usually be an honest effort to break away from tbe grip that is tighter than a baiyl of iron, and the mental torture induced by the effort to keep straight and tbe lack of confidence in the ability to do so is something horrible at times and can only be appreciated by those who have seen cases frequently or undergone the agony themselves. "There is one striking peculiarity about the alcoholic patient They will agree with every statement made concerning the injurious effects of alcohol, and will acknowledge that drunkenness is the worst habit that could be formed. They will deliver temperancc lectures to each other by the hour, and weep freely as they recount their misery and sufferings. Give the mast earnest protestor among them a chance to get a bottle of whisky and they will seize it eagerly. The thought of whisky starts the machinery of desire going so strongly that nothing can resist it, and usually until a patient's stomach is healed, tbe will drink whisky if die can get it until inseosi&lity is produced."—Hew York Tribune.

Woman's lew tor O—

The snergy and devotion aal credulity and ccDstaocy and jealousy and oonauming paadon and trtanpbant worship that go into woman's love for oaa man make it tbe tfctel it ia—Rose Cleveland.

Many at tbe msrtsls at the Canadian volunteers have been found in tha pawnshops «f Montreal.

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TOO EST THINGS JxV THE WORLD The largest theater in the world is the new opera house Paris. It covers nearly three acres of ground its eubio mass is 4,287,000 feet it cost about 100,000,000 francs.

The largest suspension bridge is the one between New York city and Brooklyn. The length of the main span is l-,595 feet 6 inches the entire length of the bridge is 5,980 feet.

The loftiest active volcano is Popocatepetl—"smoking mountain'—thirty-live inilessouthwest of Peubla, Mexico: it is 17,748 feet above the sua lovel and has crater three milos in circumference and 1,000 feet deep.

The longest span of wire in the world is used for a telegraph in India over tho river Kistnah, between Ber.orah ami Sectynagrum. It is more than six thousand feet in length and is' 1,200 feet high.

The largest ship in the world is the Great Eastern. She is 080 feet long, 8$ feet broad, and 60 feet deep, being 2S,627 tons burden,. 18,S»15 gross and 18,844 net register. She was built at Willwall-on-the-Thames and was launched Jan. 31,1857.

The largest body of fresh water on tho globe is Lake Superior, 400 miles long, 160 wide at its greatest breadth, and having an area of 32,000 square miles. Its mean depth is !X)0 feet, and its greatest depth is said to be about 200 fathoms. Its surface is about 6.H5 feet above tho level of the sea.

The biggest cavern is the Mammoth cave, in Kdmonson country, Kentucky. It is noar Green river, about six miles from Cave City and twenty-eight from Bowling Green. Tho cave consists of a succession of irregular chambers, somo of which are large, situated on different levels. Some of these arc traversed bynavigable branches of the subterranean Echo river. Blind tisli aro found in its waters.

A FACT.

Among the few popular remedies that have successfully withstood the test of a discriminating public, especially sensitive in matters of such vital importance as those which concern their daily health, Pomeroy's Plasters rank pre-eminent. For over five voars this well-known remedy, endorsed with the approval of tho medical profession, lias been in general use amongst the people, with steadily increasing favor. Its nuine is indeed becoming a household word. Beware of counterfeits. Insist on having tho genuine article.

A swarm of iakotn.grasshoppers stopped twenty minutes for refreshments and ate up a lifly-ncre field near Fargo.

Weak lungs, spitting of blood, eonsumption and kindred a flections, cured without physician. Address for treatiso, with 10 cents in stumps, Worlds Dispensary Medical Association, (KM Main Street, Buffalo, N. Y.

"Our children starve for bread" was on one «f the banners paraded in a Chicago socialistic picnic, at which tho bill of liquors amounted to $260.

Mr. Geo. W. Walts, General Agent, Freight Department, I'nlon Pacitie Railway, San Francisco, t'al., says: "I have derived much benefit from the uso of Red Star Cough Cure in casos of coughs and colds." No opiates.

Dr J. S. JORDAN, No. IIH Wost Washington street, Indianapolis, Ind., has the largest and most successful practice in the treatment of Catarrh, Consumption, Asthma, Heart Diseases and all Throat and Lung diseases in tho United States. He cures more remarkable cases of the above diseases than tho entire medical profession. Dr. Jordan has gone through various medical colleges and hospitals won.the prize in lii» graduating class. The doctor will toll your complaint, locate your disease, without asking a question. Try him and see. Dr. Jordon Lung Renovator, the great lung and blood remedy, is for sale by all reliable druggists throughout the United States, Canada, England and Germany. Take nothing as a substitute for it as It has no equal. Send staninH for circular. Hundreds treated by letter where symptoms are given. Alwayw send stamp and you will got an answer. 3-tf.

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That the sale of Hood's Harsaprllla continues at such a rapidly Increasing ratc7 Is It,— 1st: Bccftuscof the positive curative value of Hood's Harsaprllla Itself. 26: Because of the conclusive evidence of remarkable cures effected by It, tMixiirimssed and seldom equaled by any othrr medicine. Bend to C. I. Hood & Co.. Lowell. .Mass., for book containing many statements of cures.

Itch and scratches of every kind cured in 15 minutes by Woolford's Sanitary Lotion. Use np other. This never fails. Hold by Armstrong's Union Depot Pharmacy. Warranted. 60c. tf.

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