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8^+«+»>»^)««>«H'«+»«(>«>ttfm^>>«H-«f«>-«^»+ • 1 1 1 » OR I THE STEWARD'S SON 5 CIIAPTEU XXI.â€" (Contimiea). Perhaps, ho thought, he might offer her moiiey, but there was not mii';h encouragement in the iiloa. lioeca waa not the kind of girl to be bought <JlI: but still, he might try it. Ho put her out of his mind after a few minutes, and walked on slowlv, smoking his cigar â€" a very good one â€" and building castles in the air. What a fortune and a career lav before him! As the husbaml of La'ly Noruh and the owner of thu Arrow- dale wealth ho would bo almost the most important persou in the coun- try â€" ho, who had been looked down upon by the swells. Ho would pay then> back in some way when his day came! ITe would show thorn that the .stj- ward'a son could bo us good and la grand a Bcntlenmn as any of them. Hu was enjo.ving himseif in Ih.i.'J fashion when he reached the small door in the high wall of l.is cheer- less cottage, and had inserted tho key in the lock, when ho felt a touch upon his arm, and a voice said: "Guilofordl" Ho turned and hu,w I!ci:ca standing in the shadow beside him; and with difBculty repre.ssed the oath of li:i- patienco and annoyance which rose to his lips. The touch and voice of the girl he had deceived knocked down hi:» castles in the air like a house of cards, but his voice was as compose! and suavo as usual as he said iii a tone of pleasant surpri.ve; "Ah, is that you, liecca?" "Yes, it's me. 1 â€" I want to speak "Have I forgotten it? What a question! la it likely that a man would forget such a thing, rny dear Becca? Of cour.se I promisod! IJi t, what maUes you conio and ask mo on this of ail nights?" "Uei-aii.se â€" because I can't tru.t you. I haven't trusted you fi)r weeks past. You've chan;,ed to mo." "Oh, nonsense," ho broke In lightly. "You've altered since â€" sinceâ€" sho came." "She? Who'? Oh, you moan Lady Norah, I suppose! Don't be absurd, Uccca." "Since .she came you've kept out of my way, and â€" and put me oil. It'.i n(jt my fancy: I'm not blind." Her voice grow more hurried and excit- ed, hut she still spoke in a low tone. "I've s^-en it, and â€" an(| others have scon it, and â€" and to-uight more than over!" '"rhere, I told you you wore jeal- ous! My dear Hecca, if you knew ii little more of the world you'd un- derstand that I am obliged to bo ai- tentivo to the daughter of my best friend. Of course I danced with her andâ€" and talked to her. Why. Hecca. you don't want me to lose all luy friends when I marry you? " "No. 1 uuderstund quite well, though 1 am only a poor, ignorant girl. It's not me you want, but Lady Xorah!" "Tut, tut! I don't want to marry Lady Norah. I want to marry you. and I nuHin to." ' "When?" "Whi!n?" he repeated, but she stop- ped him with a gesture. "You needn't trouble to tell mo any more lies. I don't believe them. I've been a fool to beliove them be- to you. Mr. Berton." i .. . â-  . "All right, Mi.ss South. Whv Bec::i fore, Vou won t murry me, and 1 why am I 'Mister Berton," in.stead .it, know it. It's Lady Norah ' •auildford,' oh'.'" and ho tried to take I "Now. be sensible, Becca. You hei- hand and draw her to him, but ; "li'ik you are very .sharp, but you Bei-ca put her hand behind her and ; "on t so<;m to see all thi'.t goes on drew back. "What! In one of your | ""^er your eyes nevertheless. My tantrums again, Becca?" ho said, ' dear child, if I wanted to marry smiling "What's the matter now? Lady .Vorah ever ko badly I havc-n t 'Are you onondod because I didut " chance. There's some one else be- danco with you to-night?" lore me. I'm not the favored h.divi- , ., ,, ,. , „ , dual. I.ndy Norah doe.sn t eivo a "No! replied Bocca. thought to me. It's Cyril liurne- "Well. I'm glad of that, bpcau.sc it ,yho. by the way, seems a special would havo been unreasonable. You favorite of yours." know how careful wo have to be, ..y,. Hurne's nothing to me. and I Uecca. We don't want all the world |^„y,^ 1,^.,, y^^^^ ^^, ,„arrv her, and he in our conlidence, do we? We don't „„j,|,t. Yes, I know that, and you •want all Sanlleigh and I'arkhaui j ^,.(, jryj^g ^„ ^.„,„y l^yL^y^^,, thi,n." chattering about our little alluirs, ••Nonsense!" eh?" "Yes. I'm not blind now, it I was Becca looked at him with a mi<-| before. Butâ€" but he's a gentleman turo of distrust and an.viety. Her j and ho shall have her. I know you'^ u face was pale, and her eyes wo:e i been trying to do all the day â€" to swollen with crying, but there was como between him and her. and you an:i an I and ho am. an expression of determination m them which Ouildford Berton did not fail to notice. "What is it you want to say to me, Becca?" he asked after a moi i- ent's pause, during which ho Was wondoring how he could get rid of her. "I want to speak to you, to ask you a question." "Ask mo anything you like, liecca," ho said, pleasantly, "Uut don't l'3t us stand here; it's rather cool. Corao inside." "I'm not cold," sho said, curtly. "But I am. Como. don't be di:*- 1 agreeable. You may as well coir.o i in and talk comfortably as stand outside here, you silly girl." Ho unlocked and opened the door as ho spoke, and walked into Iho garden, and Becca, after a momen- tary hesitation, followed him. Then the door closed with a clang â- which should have found an answe.-- ing echo in Becca's heart. lie led the way to the house, struck a match. "Sit down, Becca," ho said, ho .sot the lantern on the table clo.sed tho shutters, yawning as t did so. "Ara you very tirod. Becca? I It has been a confoundedly long da.'V, aVd I've wished it over hours ago.' j^iccca did not sit down, but stood / tho table, upon which sho leatiel -' ith ono hand. "Now. what is it? lUit I wish ou'd sit down. Hero" â€" ho ro.so, and , vent to tho sideboard â€" "let me give V/OU a glass of wine." "I don't want any," she said in \ low voice. "Nonsense! Woll, if you won't," as sho repeated tho gesture, "I will. 'Vou don't mind my smoking?" Ho .t another cigar. "Now, Becca, let's .icur what's tho matter," and he seated him.self at tho tablo near her, and looked at her with a suiilo. "But I know what it is before you tell mo. You've taken it into that fool ish little head of yours to bo jealous That's it, isn't Becca, you see to havo iJaid you a littlo attention to-night, and you'ro riled because I didn't choose to let everybody know how fond I am of m.y pretty litt'o Becca!" "Iâ€" Iwant to ask you a question, I want to ask you if you have tor- gotten what yo'i promised me?" "What a question to a.sk a man at this (imo of night!" he said, with a laugh. "Have I forgotten what, yoi Billy child?" "That you promised to marry me.'- Sunlight Soap is better than other soaps, but is best when used in the Sunlight way. To appreciate the simplicity and ease of washing with Sunlight Soap in the Sunlight way you should follow directions. After rubbing on the soap, roll up each piece, immerse in the water, and go away. will do its work in thirty to sixty minutes. Your clothes will be cleaner and whiter than if washed in the old-fashioned way with boiler and hard rubbing. Equally good with hard or soft water. Laver Brothara Llmltod, Toronto •M ri<l of mn whon you pleased, and that I'd hear it, and do nothing!" sho laughed, harshly. "But you can't, Mr. Berton! Lady Norall- ah, and hia lordship â€" and everybody shall know how you've treated mu, an<l to-morrow, it I'm alive!" Sho drew hir shawl around her with shaking hands, and moved to- ward tho door. (Juildford Berton's face had gradu- ally goiio paler and paler during her pa.s.sionato outburst; but tho smile still remainedâ€" a ghast'y mockery OOOOO OOOOOOOij -o-ooooooo o YOUNG ,v. FOLIC5 00<H>0 <>r><>0<><vo •CK3-CK><K>0-< > ><> FAIR PLxVY. There was a vei^y decided frown on Lui-ry Thorpe's face as ho .stood ill front of tho lire, staring at the a smikv-ou his tightly compressc-1 P"=l"''° "' '"3 grandlathor on tho op- lips. Witli a laugh lio got up from '"'â- â- *"-" '^^''*"' ^''' ^''''''l ^" smooth it the table, and slretch.!d himself, sli'l ""*â-  ""'''^" '"-' '"'"'â- <' '^ â- '^l"I' '" <-''« hi" watching her from beneath his hall-,'""' * ^"^'"^ '""' <•" 'â- '"' door-knob; closed lids. ibut tho .ittempt was not a very siu- "Well, you've worked yourself int.) ''•'"•'â- '"l '^"<'. •'•'" 'hat Aunt Harriet, a nicB temper. Becca." he .said. "Yo-a I'te'' a single glance from her bright silly child, you'll be sorry for it long Wes, asked without ceremony: beforn you get home. Como now â€" I "What is tho matter?" let us make friends and talk sensibl.v. j "Oh. nothing," said Larry, in a We'll bo married as soon as you like; 'tone that would indicate the toss of Wii'll go awa.v together to-mcrr )W all tho good things of life. to some pretty place, and bo marriod | "I thought," said Aunt Harriet, on tho <|iiiel " T'that you .seemed just a mito cross. "It's too late." sho said .sullenly. 'But I must havo been mi.staken." "I don t want to marry you. I; -Well, i am," Larry burst out, wouldn't if you went down on yoir^'and I think 1 liuve a right to be. knees and begged me to." ;, don't see whv Worth can't take a ".Vnd you'll cry the whole business 1 1 mi,, troublo now and then. Most over the place to-morrow?" ho askod with a smile. "Oh, J'.ecca!" "Ves." she responded, doggedly "I'll tell I^ady Norah overything thi moment I see her." "You mean it, Becca? You uioan girls do for their l)rothers." "Doesn't Worth?" Larry <lid nut si«5 lit to refjirct this question. "I wanted to ha\X3 scuno of the to make a scandal of our little love ^'P'^ ,"''"""'' ;'-'""'''""". ",'8*'- <P givo Charley Hitter a liLllo send- oll. Ho is going awi»y tho next day. aliiiir Shu put her hand upon tho door, and vouchsafed no reply. "Wi'll," ho .said, "I don't know nhy I .should care. After all. being opened, it was wortderful how clearly he .saw. And, when Inari-y saw, ho acted. It would bo a long story to tell now matters shifted in tho Thropo liou.sehold. Sullico it to say that now-a-days Larry has no need to complain of any want of alacrity in Worth's sistcrliness. And, as for Worth, .she never tires of the con- sideration of Larry's merits. 'You are a lioar!" she said to him tho other day. "Brothei-s aro such nice relations." "Kspecially when they aro recipro- cal ridations," said Lari-y. 'Most I talked to Worth about it, and she made a.s much fi:ss n.s if 1 had asked per- f""" "'^* moon. Of course .she'd have haps"â€" ho went on talking incoher- <-" make a cake, and do a lew other enlly to gain time as he approBched things; but 1 think .she might put herâ€" "after allâ€" herr, jou havo drop- . '"'''â- ^'^"i ""t f<>'' '"' " ''" a little. I told pod your handliorchief. Becca Sho turned, and saw that ho had wound his handkerchief over his own mouth, and as sho stood wondering, half fearfully, at his action, he Iter so, too." "What did she say?" "Why. she llared up and talk[«l back, tho way girls do. Why can't they .see how weak that 'you'ro an- think you'vo done it!" Her voicu grew louder, and tho old spirit of delianco gleamoil in her black eyes. "But you shan't! Y'ou think bo- cau.su he's gone that you'll bo able to poison her against him and have it all your own way. Y'ou forget hj could write " "Oh, so ho has written to Lady Norah? and you are carrying the letter to her, oh, Becca?" Bocca could not keep her hand from straying to her bosom, and tho In- voluntary action revealed the pres- ence of the hidden letter to him as plainly ns if ho had seen it. '•Well, Bocca," ho .said, ".you aro perfectly, at liberty to act as post- man for Mr. Cyril Burno if you like, and I wish him every success in his wooing." "You'd like hiirj to marry her! You'dâ€"â€" But I don't want to talk about Mr. Burne. I want an answ-^r to ni.v question. W'ncnâ€" rwhon are you going to marry me, Mr. Berton?' and sho eyed him with a curio.is look, halt determined. "You're in a great hurry, Bocca, and so am I, but for both our sakos I .should havo liked to put it oil u littlo longer; but as you aro in such a hurr.y " '"I'hat's enough! Don't trouble to tell me any more lies! You don't mean to fnarry irw, Mr. Berton, and if you did I wouldn't marry youl" Ho was startled out of his allectjd composure. "No! I might havo done so once. I'd havo done so now if you'd met me fair and honest to-night; but yoi ain't fair or honest. I know what you aro now! Y'^ou speak again.st Mr. Cyril! You! He's a gentleman, whilo you â€" you aro only a sham! I know you now, and â€" and I wouldn't marry you if you wont down on yoiir knees to mo!" Her Voice broke and sho pressed hor clinched hand against hor bosom to still the beating of her heart, and lir> Watched her with close attention, an a keeper watches some furious aiii- t? Oh, I know you, I mat. You think I ought j But you shan't marry Lady Norah. you shan't come between hor Cyrii and her! You shan't do that!" "What will you do, my little Ue-- ca? " "What will I do?" she repeated. "I'll go to her to-morrow â€" yes, to- morrow â€" and I'll tell hor how you've served me. Perhaps sho thinks yoJ aro honest and straight llko Mr. ,Cyril; sha shall know what sort of .-v man you are! You thought you would servo mo as yo-i liked and treat ma like dirt, and get sprung upon hor. clipped her arms other' kinrl of elor^ence is? -She with ono hand, and held tho phial a.ske<l me why 1 oughtn't to put my- to her face. _ |3i'lf <iut f(;r h.er aoinotiines, and a Ono cry, and that only a fuint gasping one, rose from her lips, then her head fell forward, luid sho slipped limp and helpless to t!io ground. (;uiI(iford Berton, after a glance at her, let her Ho as sho had fa.llen, until ho had carefully rocorked the phial and put it in his pocket; then ho slowly removed the hand'.scrchief from his mouth and bent over iier. lot of such things." "That doe.sn't strike lue as so I weak," .said Aunt Harriot. I Ijarry looked at her doubtfully. Ho I and sho were groat friendM. I "Oirl.s ought to bo williug to help their brothers," ho .said. "Of course," agreed his Aunt . Harriot, promi)Lly. Larry was reas- "AlnioHt instantaneous," ho mut- , """''l- ferod, with a grim smile; "a wonder- j "When do I over look black ut fiil discovery. Now. my good Becc i, ' Worth. When she asks somo littlo just let us havo Mr. Cyril Burno s favor of iiii'V" letter." "When did she nsk you last?" Ho took it from her dross, and, I I>arry tried to think, then had to leaving her lying on tho ground as if content him.self with saying, -sonie- sho were no consideration wliats i- i what vaguely: over, he carried the letter to the Ian- "But we aro moro dol)el^dt'nt on tern and read it. the things that girl.s can do." "Gone for months, perhaps!" ho "Y'ou moan that you boys have an muttered. "What a chance for mj! | idea that girls should ho servtints. Loaves tho field ripen lor month."*. When you want a cake you ask for it What could I not do in that time if and feel abu.sod if there is any hitch â€" itâ€" T could koop her from hearing ul;oijt it. When Worth wants an from hiru, and silenco this silly littlo escort to take her to W'O somebody fool! Heaven and earth, what a ^t nig'ht, .sho tread.s as softly as If chance!" !on egg Shells; and, if .she has to Ho stood with tho letter in his hand for a minute or two, sta.ring boforo him, then ho put it in his pocket, nnd almost with a start, a". it ho h.-id forgotten the presence of tho unconscious girl, turned and knelt be.uido her. itn.v at homo, nobody is much .sur- priscMl." Larry looked guilty. "Worth mu.st sew on missing but- tons, and make a copy of a slyli.sh nocktio nnd pick up inMa and ends .\lmost tinio sho camo to," he all over tho houf?e, and she must do muttered; "and when sho does? Tlio it in good .'â- oason. But whn> sho littlo fool is like a wild cat, and will wants a picturo hung or a littlo carry out her threats. Cood-hy, thori hammering done, .ifter waiting nn<l to all my h(jpos and ambitions! Oh, waiting, sho climbs the slop-ladder Cuildtord, my friend, what an inson- nnd does it her.self in spite of the sato ass you were to be led away by fact thit 'a girl never know.s how a fancy fur a pretty face! What shatl to drive a nail." And all the stray I do to persuade her to hold hor orrand.';. dear, wliere do they fall? tongue? If I could only keep her Don't vou honestly tliink that Worth quiet for, say, six or eight weeks, ,i,^,s mort* than lior half? I'^v.-n I whilo thi.s follow was out of the While he was muttering and musing ho was fanning tho facb of tho un- IIikI m.vsolt iniiiie<l to 'favor' the ho,v. as a hor.so iloes its lamo log." When Aunt Harriet wont upstairs, -- . , , , , Larry continuiKl to .stand on the rug conscious girl, and suddenly a change ^^j ^„ ,„^^ ^^ .^.,^ ^M•an<lfather with swept over the mo.idy cxproi-sio.i <>t j .„ j, ' diilerent his face, and ho bent lower and pla;- od his ear to h«r lips. 'ITien he starr- ed to his feet, and, snatching the lan- tern from tho table, knelt dowu and held tho light close to her face. Ho poereil into it koenly for a co.i- plo of minutes; then, with an inarti- all-round good, culato cry, shrank back, and, stilt staring down at her, with horror im- printed on every feature, gasped; "My God! She's dead! (To bo Continued). frown. "Well, if I am reall.y a lame leg in tho family. I don't mind ownin^g to you â€" (to his grandfathers â€" that I do hanker considerat)ly after ly.'ing .\s usual, having- thought mnllors over. Worth came round, and an- nounciHl that she could manage the "cake ntid a few other things." And ns iKiual. Larry dt-cLirod that .she was a "dear." and huggrd her like At Quito, tho only city in tho an an>iaWo bi'nr. Then the domestic world on the line of the P,(|iiatoi-, the â- '•I'i"-'' "'<^'"c hright again. It was sun sets and rises at six o'clock ti-.o after alt this th.at the unusunl l>e- year round. Igaa to happen. For, Larry's eyes HEHE AND THEEE. Bits of Information About Everything. In tho Amazon there aro known â- " <» e.vist at least U,0(X) species of fish. Judging by tho insanit.y returns, si.xteen cases in 1,000 aro caused by love ad'airs. Holland is tho European country where cotieo con bo imported free of duty. A cateriiillar in the course of • month will doVour 600 times its owa weight in foo<l. Tho big-ge.st wheal.lield in tho world is in tho Argontino. It covers just over 100 sfiuaro miles. Tho Japano.so strictly enforce a law forbidding boys under twenty yoixca of ago to use tobacco. A Birmingham, England, man iia.n- ed Batchelor has just married a young lady named Widdow. Tobacco seeds aro so ruinuto that a thiniblo will coutain enough to sow over an acre of groun<i. It is estimated that eighty millions of British treasure lio sunk along ttia nnito from lOngland to Imlia. Workmen attending tho pans in salt-worI:s are* never known to have cholera, sinal!po.x, scarlet fever, or inlluenza. Ill Austria a man and a woman aro supposed to bo capable of conducting a homo of their own from the ago of fourteen. In Iceland horses aio shod wit.h sheep's horn; in the Soudan a kiml of sock mado of camel's skin is use>i tor tho purpose. Trains in Spain are certainly slow. A rato of ten or t.welvo miles an hour is considered a good average speed for everyday travellers. In every 1,000 marriages in Eng- land, tweiity-ono are aolcmni?ed be- tween first cousins. Among tho no- bility tho rato is much higher, amounting to torty-five in l,0tX). Lion-tani(!rs froquently perfutno themselves with laveniier. Thoro is, ib is said, no record of a lion ever liav- ing attacked a trainer who huJ taken the precaution of using this perfume. HELD UP BY BRIGANDS. Englishman's Odd Adventure on a Mountain. Mr. Charles II. Huwes. who has re- turned to If'.ngland nftor a four months' scientific tour in Crete, lia.'i narrated tho following o.xciting in- cident: "My servant and I were with di*Il- culty getting tho mules, down the pre- cipitous side of a great gorge v/hoa wo were ambushed by i;wo armed men, wild .shoi>herd folk from tho nioiiiilain. I was absohitel.v unaruiied and rather taken aback when my servant called to me in (Jroek, "They are going to fire, sir," and looking UIJ beheld two mu/^/lcs ixiiiiled at ui;! at a distanco of al)out a dozon yards. "It was money they wanted; ,i hundred napoloons (iiSO) thi y do- nmiidod; but as I was not inclinod t.> negotiate and it was iinpossiblo to escape, I adoptett the obvious nltor- natSvo and couliiuiod the dillicwlt. do- scent. It was slow work, and aftor a few yanl.s, calls, followed li.v stones, and Ihoii biiUcita, wore sent alter me. Tho first four shots wara wide, and three times they clnmheroil down to get r.eaier aim, and with belter oO'cct, for the last six fra'tiir- ed rocks at my elbow, nnd tho spH \- lers bru.shed my forehead. Thtir thootiiig was certainly bail. "Finall.v. aftvr sundry disputes and renewals of our journey, they brougnt their demands do-.vn with Oriental suddenness to •t^l. wtiich I mot with an o(?er of 8s. 4d. Ilnfortunately in/ servant, who was ahead, was ma''l» to di.'igorgo his purse, the other rob- ber meanwhile eovcriiig mo with hi» ri!lu at six yards and daring mp ta mov8."