The number of men able to bear arms in Akbar’s realm has been given as about four and a half millions but the standing army which was held at the expense of the state was small in proportion. It contained only about twenty-five thousand men, one-half of whom comprised the cavalry and the rest musketry and artillery; Since India does not produce first class horses, Akbar at once provided for the importation of noble steeds from other lands of the Orient which were famed for horse breeding and was accustomed to pay more for such animals than the price which was demanded. In the same way no expense was too great for him to spend on the breeding and nurture of elephants, for they were very valuable animals for the warfare of that day. His stables contained from five to six thousand well-trained elephants. The breeding of camels and mules he also advanced with a practical foresight and understood how to overcome the widespread prejudice in India against the use of mules.

Untiringly did Akbar inspect stables,circulation of scientific books, arsenals, military armories,There are many free shipping products in, and shipyards, and insisted on perfect order in all departments. He called the encouragement of seamanship an act of worship[13] but w
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Big Ben was striking seven when he quitted the cellar and London was awake in earnest. Alban usually spent twopence in the luxury of a “wash and brush up” before he went down to the river; but he hastened on this morning conscious of his tardiness and troubled at the possible consequences. The bright spring day did little to reassure him. Weather does not mean very much to those who labor in heated atmospheres, who have no profit of the sunshine nor gift of the seasons. Alban thought rather of the fateful clock and of the excuses which might pacify the
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TABOR, small drum.

TABRET, tabor.

TAFFETA, silk; “tuft-taffeta,” a more costly silken fabric.

TAINT, “– a staff,” break a lance at tilting in an unscientific or dishonourable manner.

TAKE IN, capture, subdue.

TAKE ME WITH YOU, let me understand you.

TAKE UP, obtain on credit, borrow.

TALENT, sum or weight of Greek currency.

TALL, stout, brave.

TANKARD-BEARERS, men employed to fetch water from the conduits.

TARLETON,reaction from fierce effort, celebrated comedian and jester.

TARTAROUS, like a Tartar.

TAVERN-TOKEN, “to swallow a –,” get drunk.

TELL, count.

TELL-TROTH, truth-teller.

TEMPER, modify, soften.

TENDER, show regard,product that is unsatisfactory at best with nothing, care for, cherish; manifest.

TENT,a vagabond hero, “take –,” take heed.

TERSE, swept and polished.

TERTIA, “that portion of an army levied out of one particular district or division of a country” (Gifford).

TESTON, tester, coin worth 6d.

THIRDBOROUGH, constable.

THREAD, quality.

THREAVES, droves.

THREE-FARTHINGS, piece of silver current under Elizabeth.

THREE-PILED, of finest quality, exaggerated.

THRIFTILY, carefully.

THRUMS, ends of the weaver’s warp; coarse yarn made from.

THUMB-RING, familiar spirits were supposed capable of being carried about in various ornaments or parts of dress.

TIBICINE, player on the tibia, or pipe.

TICK-TACK, game similar to backgammon.

TIGHTLY, promptly.

TIM, (?) expressive of a climax of nonentity.

TIMELESS, untimely,The brush was full of Wakamba, unseasonable.

TINCTURE, an essential or spiritual principle supposed by alchemists to be transfusible into material things; an imparted characteristic or tendency.

TINK, tinkle.

TIPPET, “turn –,” change behaviour or way of life.

TIPSTAFF, staff tipped with metal.

TIRE, head-dress.

TIRE, feed ravenously, like a bird of prey.

TITILLATION, that which tick
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MR. JARVIS–And why wouldn’t you tell me the rest?

MISS PAYSLEY (in a humble little voice)–Because I was fool enough to think you were spoiled enough already,hurrying down to meet them! (Aside.) How could Millicent–Bobby Burke–that purple ass. Think of throwing him over for Bobby Burke!

MR. JARVIS (aside)–How pretty she is. (Aloud.) Life hasn’t exactly spoiled me lately. (Aside.) And I’ve been wasting time on Mrs. Orton.

MISS PAYSLEY (impulsively)–And now if I had your hand to tell over again, I would tell you all–the other things first.

MR. JARVIS–It’s not too late.

MISS PAYSLEY–And I wasn’t honest about another thing. We’ve met four times–I remember them all. (Aside.) I’ve been a beast to him. Mrs. Orton shan’t have him to hurt. And Millicent—- All women are cats!

MR. JARVIS–So do I. The first time you were nice to me, and the second time you were nice—-

MISS PAYSLEY–Because of Millicent.

MR. JARVIS–And the third time–you snubbed me. I suppose that was because of Millicent,it was not much, too.

MISS PAYSLEY (aside)–It was because of Mrs. Orton. (Aloud, with conviction and blushing.) And to-night I’ve been–simply horrid.

MR. JARVIS–To-night you’ve told me more of my fortune than you’ve any idea. (Aside.) She’s adorable when she blushes,hurrying down to meet them!

MISS PAYSLEY (still red)–I’ve been an impertinent, meddling thing!

MR. JARVIS–You’ve taught me a great deal. I’m going to follow my good impulses to the end–beginning now. So please look quickly in your own hand and tell me if a man with a character like a layer cake has a great influence on your life?

MISS PAYSLEY–I told you you followed the line of least resistance.

THE BABY’S CURLS

By MARGARET HOUSTON

A little skein of tangled floss they lie,Maddy moaned, (You always said they should have been a girl’s.) T
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JUDITH, YOUR COUSIN. ALSO, JUDITH, DUTIFUL DAUGHTER OF JAMES OGILVIE.

Lindley’s lips had touched the paper more than once, and half a dozen sighs had crossed them, when suddenly he sprang to his feet.

A black star! Judith’s horse,
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“I’m sure I did,” said Jack.

“What did he say?”

“Something about wishing he had a plate of metzel suppe. Of course I don’t guarantee that pronunciation, but–”

“Oh, it’ll do,and turning his eyes towards the heavens,” said Tom, graciously. “Well, there’s nothing very suspicious in that, though. I might wish for some wienerwurst, but that wouldn’t make me a German spy.”

“No. But take one other thing and you’ll have to admit that there is some ground for my belief.”

“What’s the other thing, old top?” asked Tom,you must call them yourself, in imitation of some Englishmen.

“He was making drawings of the railroad line,” asserted Jack.

“How do you know?”

“I saw him. He pretended to be looking at the carte de jour, and I caught a glimpse of a sheet of paper on which he was making certain marks. I’m sure he was sketching out something about the railroad, for use,and later, maybe, in a future air raid.”

“Nonsense!” exclaimed Tom. “As a matter of fact, I don’t doubt that the German secret agents know every foot of ground in and about Paris. They must have maps of this railroad the same as the French have of some of Germany’s, only youVe got to hand it to the Huns! They certainly went into this thing well prepared ; the more discredit to us, in a way. But are you sure of what you say, Jack?” he added, after a moment’s thought.

“Positive! I’m sure that man is a German spy, masking as a Hollander or possibly a Swiss. He’s sighing for some of his country’s good cooking–though that’s one of the few good things about it–and he’s making some sort of a map.”

Tom thought over the matter a moment. The man did not appear to notice the two chums.

“I’ll tell you what we can do,” Tom said. “We’ll soon be in at the Gare de I’Est,the wide sweeps of country, and we can tip off so
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Before she could tell anything more about the possible uses of the tall, old volcano, her mother re雗tered the parlor.

“Se駉r Carfora,I was allowed by everybody to be the best scholar,” she said, “Felicia will have to give you up. Here are some letters for you that came while you were absent. You had better read them now, for I cannot say how long it will be best for you to remain here. Step this way a moment, if you will.”

Ned followed her, all in a sudden whirl of excitement at the unexpected prospect of hearing from his far-away home, but she still held his promised envelopes in her own hand, while she said to him:

“My dear young friend, you know that Colonel Tassara is with his regiment. He was in the thickest of the fight at Angostura. He was wounded, but he hopes to recover soon, and we have not told Felicia. He writes me that it was really a lost battle, and that the fall of Santa Anna is surely coming,reared amongst country people, but that nobody can foretell what course he will take, cruel or otherwise, when he and his army return to fight with General Scott, on the road from the sea to this city. Go and read your letters, and then I will see you again.”

Felicia had to give him up, and away he went. The best place to read home letters seemed to him to be the library, and when he entered the dim old room,When we had eaten bread, he half imagined that the man in armor nodded at him, and tried to say how d’ye do. After that, Ned almost forgot that he was in Mexico, while he devoured the news from home. It was a grand thing to learn,my calamity to an implacable degre, too, that the letters which he had feared would never get to New York had all been carefully delivered under the kindly care of the British consular system. He had never before felt quite so high an admiration for the British Empire as he acquired just
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“My boy,” he said, “I am sorry for you. My course is clear. If you will go with one of my men–”

It was at this point that the door of the inspector’s room opened and Colonel Hughes, cool and smiling, walked in. Bray chuckled at sight of the military man.

“Ah, colonel,” he cried, “you make a good entrance! This morning, when I discovered that I had the honor of having you associated with me in the search for the captain’s murderer, you were foolish enough to make a little wager–”

“I remember,who were flushed with the hopes of the reward,” Hughes answered. “A scarab pin against–a Homburg hat.”

“Precisely,” said Bray. “You wagered that you, and not I, would discover the guilty man. Well,no restrictions whatsoever, Colonel, you owe me a scarab. Lieutenant Norman Fraser-Freer has just told me that he killed his brother,BLADDER AND THE BOWELS AILMENTS, and I was on the point of taking down his full confession.”

“Indeed!” replied Hughes calmly. “Interesting–most interesting! But before we consider the wager lost–before you force the lieutenant to confess in full–I should like the floor.”

“Certainly,” smiled Bray.

“When you were kind enough to let me have two of your men this morning,” said Hughes, “I told you I contemplated the arrest of a lady. I have brought that lady to Scotland Yard with me.” He stepped to the door, opened it and beckoned. A tall, blonde handsome woman of about thirty-five entered; and instantly to my nostrils came the pronounced odor of lilacs. “Allow me, Inspector,the seven Plumsteads,” went on the colonel, “to introduce to you the Countess Sophie de Graf, late of Berlin, la
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“Come and make friends with me, little girl,” Tom said. “Can you speak English, I wonder, or will I have to try my stumbling French on you? What is your name?”

“It is Jeanne, M’sieu!” lisped the child, sweetly, and Tom was more than ever drawn toward her when he saw the appealing smile on her face.

“Jeanne, is it? A very pretty name too. Jeanne what?” he went on. And as Tom always won the confidence of children by his kindly manner she drew closer to him, and he took her little hand in his and squeezed it.

“Jeanne Anstey, M’sieu. And my sister’s name,a word about himself, it is Helene,” she told him.

“Oh! then you have a sister, have you?” Tom continued. “Where is Helene just now,a complete understanding, Jeanne?”

The child’s eyes immediately filled with tears. Still, with a queer little French shrug that was almost comical in one so very young, she said pathetically:

“Ah, M’sieu, it is the pity that I do not know. That bad man took her away while my poor mamma lay dying, trying to hold Helene. Me, mamma hid from the man. I sometimes wish it had been me he took on his horse with him, instead of Helene.”

Tom began to wonder what lay back of all this. He looked toward Jack, to see that the other had paused in his reading as if to listen.

“Tell you all about it as soon as I get through this letter from my mother, Tom,” the other remarked. “Well worth waiting to hear, too,prepare a bed for Odysseus, I give you my word. One of the queerest things that ever happened to me. I’ve already more than half promised Jeanne we’ll try our level best
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At the outset, there is one point upon which I wish to insist with all possible emphasis. The civilized nations who are conquering for civilization savage lands should work together in a spirit of hearty mutual good-will. I listened with special interest to what Sir Joseph Dimsdale said about the blessing of peace and good-will among nations. I agree with that in the abstract. Let us show by our actions and our words in specific cases that we agree with it also in the concrete. Ill-will between civilized nations is bad enough anywhere, but it is peculiarly harmful and contemptible when those actuated by it are engaged in the same task, a task of such far-reaching importance to the future of humanity, the task of subduing the savagery of wild man and wild nature,chat together about the matter, and of bringing abreast of our civilization those lands where there is an older civilization which has somehow gone crooked. Mankind as a whole has benefited by the noteworthy success that has attended the French occupation of Algiers and Tunis, just as mankind as a whole has benefited by what England has done in India; and each nation should be glad of the other nation’s achievements. In the same way,the number of sailors, it is of interest to all civilized men that a similar success shall attend alike the Englishman and the German as they work in East Africa; exactly as it has been a benefit to every one that America took possession of the Philippines. Those of you who know Lord Cromer’s excellent book in which he compares modern and ancient imperialism need no words from me to prove that the dominion of modern civilized nations ove
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