The Birkenhead News and Wirral General Advertiser. — 1900-06-13 (Birkenhead, Merseyside, England)

AVE-IrPa'  :ciptvitii;t7;  pe*-.  Ifemaievortion  She. looked -tip—grew very pale—met her Ifathees stern, sorrowf al eyes, and looked  .4)bons,lio-wn.  , "It is—papa, papa ! don't be angry. Ile ,Ican't help-being poor—and I—l like hina--so," with. littlegasps. • Oh, papa, please I You nevec -were'-erael to your little -Kathie in all iyourlife—please-don't begin now I" "..And. it needs such a preface as this before verryouttell his name. Who is he, Kathie?" She got up, Ilmig her 'arms round him, said Itiilheriaccon his shoulder?"  and' !never -sviane.  levesyourtel  [1 "Jt is—papa, pp-please don't be angry, It is.Goaton Dantreel " The -murder wasont I Of all the men he aact thoughtof, he had.never • once thought of him. Gaston Dantree I An utter stranger— a singer•of songs—his voice giving him the 6 tstin ree futovhouseswere-else he had neverset • foot. A schesnarprohably—an adventurer , certainly—a foreigner also—and Sir John ; Derireld had all your true-born Briton's , ' detestation of foreigners. . "1 n.thie," he could just exclaim; "that man ! "  " Ilovetim, papa !" she whispered, between 611 innhileive shower of coaxing kisses; oh; plemie•don't.callhim THAT man ! He maybe per; but beds so good, so noble—dearer, bettei everyway than any man I ever knew. If you had only hoard lurn talk lest night, "Talk I Yes,i I dare say." The baronet laughed. "It is his stock-in-trade—the silvery tenor of his; and all adventurers poiSsess"-the gift of gab. It is the rubbish Huikkeeps them afloat." "An adventurer, papa! You have no right 41 biro that. You.don't know him—you uotjudge him. He may be poor; bet 'is his, only disgrace. Ile- does not ...evethatopprobrious name !" would be.diffieult, indeed, to say wlmtl , name. hlr. Gaston Dentree•does not deserve.j IA pennueve isirenger cwho could deliberatelyl ,cL himself tomork . to steal the- affections of child like yon'—or 'your fortune alone! that will do,..lia.therine ; I know what I am fain about. 4 have met men like Mr. • ;astott-Dantreelefore. And. I have no right .o judge him—the thief who comes to steal sway my.- treasure! Child—child! you have disappointed me—you have disappointed me coorothan.l can say." "Hut not angered you, papa, not grieved' you; ;-doritt-sayAliave•doue -that I" she cried faintly, hidings :her face. "Dearest, 4sis4 father that ever win thus world, don't say  i The overbearing ways ot drill sergeants with new recruits are a familiar subject of gossip in the barraelcs of Enespean countries. On oue occasion a recruit blivived so little aptitude for military movmuenta that the set. eant broke out to him : " Blockhead l Ate they all such idiots as you 10 your family?" " No," said the recruit, "1 have a brother 110 is a great deal more stupid Hum 1 nm." " Impossible ! and what on earth ~...., iliim Iluconparable klockbead do!" "He is a dtill sergeaut." •  IBliottiftot  helPdvertY deservethat,  ' Not long ago a gentleman %rapt 1.,. against the fair sex as the salmis of iteoxi 'all the mischief in the world. Ho could understand., he said, the purpose of woman creation, unless intended as a torment to -kind. A lady present good•bilmouredly attempted] a justification of her sex, and triumphantly demanded how it was, if woman was really ao heartless. that she is always to be found watching at the ham...stricken man's bedside. "Madame," replied the male disputant, "your remark is a eonfirmation of my aryl. onnt. ,6114,ie tLere for titepleeisttre 0 acting  mau-I  ,yort hre angry with Katherine—for the lint, Line "  To be Continued.  INVENTION OF THE Comeess.—The valuable in. '