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‘. Is a. a. ,. i c a murmur; or hoarse}; WARD ADVERTURE. (_‘l-{.-\I’Fl-‘.l‘. XVII. 'mx 'ririsr: TIMES or 1mm: '11“ ll')l.l:ll}'ul1 know and jnv go not all you see if vrin u'ould live Er. peat'c. \\‘l:at happened to Mademoiselle Valerie and Ethel Dennis and Jack Trevor passed: out of the lobby III-ll": llayiiiarket Theatre into the dark night, I cannot say, but cer- tain it is that she did not iiniiiediatelj.‘ make A it liifl' business to call upon Major Dennis in ' his retreat at the Flats, \Y. believed that they were safe from the re- = lentless sliatlow which had pursued them so ‘ uiiphzatsantly at Uhertscy. . . . D And at this time they all got on in a won- 1 Major Dennis was: but little at The Flats ; he went a great . «lei-fully pleasant way. deal to his eltib, and he spent a great deal of his time in the company of “dear-old t'harley ('oventry,"-5who had ll('\' ‘1' yet managed to pay his respects to his old eliuin's wife. Stay, though-"die had gone twice to The Flats when Ethel was out, and Major Dennis had made a good deal of the circumstance. “ It’s so very odd, you know, Ethel." he said af.cr the second call which Charley Cov- entry had made, “that old Charley slimild be so anxious to know you and should miss you twice running. It’s very odd.” .,.- “ Why don’t you ask him to dinner said Ethel innocently. “ You‘d make sure of his meeting inc then.” " li)’ dove, yes, it’sa. good idea.” cried the M 1‘. “I'll ask him to-morrowâ€"ch '.’ And then we can go four toa theatre.” Ye,” answered Ethel-‘f I’m sure that b.- far the best.” \vilut Charley Coventry did not accept the invitatioii-â€"natui'allylie hardly could, poor fellow, having been out of the \ ‘ay of dinner- I parties for many a long year. Major Dennis gave his excuses to Ethel, and added the iii- fnriiiation that “ old Charley’s such a desper- ately shy chap, I dare say he sliirks it.” Ethel did not, however, think very much of the circumstance, for not having seen Charley Coventry, he held no place in her mind. She quite accepted the Major’s excuse as being a not unnatural one, and thought no more of it. ' I ii truth her life was at this time a very well occupied one, and she was as happy as it was possible for her to be, unless she had been Jack Trevor’s wife. As it was she \ 'as his greatest friend, and he hers. She saw him every day and sometimes several times in the dayâ€"it had come to be an under- stood thing that where she went, he would go also; and hfiijor Dennis so far from rc- seiitiiig it, regarded the arrangement in the light of a. totally unmixed blessing, which would permit him to come and go accord- ingly as his own sweet will dictated. And very soon Ethel began to make friends and to have quite a nice little circle of acquaintances. She got to know several people living in The Flats, or they got to know herâ€"whicheveryou like ; and through them she got to know some very pleasant people in the world outside the community which lived under the same roof‘trce. And there were some very charming people living in ,The Flats at that time. There was a Mrs. \Vylic, a widow getting into years, who wore her pretty white hair dressed high over a cnsliion'and looked like an old Mar- quise of the Faubourg. And there was Mrs. \Veston-West, the most brilliant essayist of modern times, with the sharpest pen and the kcenest wit- and the inildest and sweet- est manners in all London-town : and there was Stewart L‘Estrange, the man who did everything and .did it wellâ€"who wrote plays and poems and books anti son 3, who paint- ed pictures aiid composed wa tzes, and was in a word the Admiral Crichton of the day. \Vell, in the rooms of such people as these Ethel Dennis naturally met all the world and his wife, and although many passed her b as being neither exactly a bee or a. butterf y, still a good many pleasant people intimated to her that they would like to know her better. Among others was a Mrs. Maravin, a widow of ample means and a large capacity for thoroughly enjoying all kinds of society, a woman who was never so happy as when she was arranging for a party in her own house or going to one in somebody else’s. And Mrs. Maravin took an equal fancy to Ethel Dennis. Time wt-iit ‘ oilâ€"Adavs wore away and the Denniscs still : I mentioning absent husbands or wives. l always feel my way most carefully, and yet lâ€"â€"~yet I made a mistake with you'jnst now', ‘(llllIl-l. l?" ; " A slight iiiis.ti.ke,” 'bliishiug again. Mrs. Maravin laughed. “ Ali 3 people =one meets about are very oddâ€"I daresay .sonic of my acquaintances think me as odd as I think other people sometimes ; still it is a little trying when you send a woman an , invitation and you either leave out her lins- ‘ admitted Ethel , is all right between them, or you put him in . and find that she is a widow or that her 'htisbind and she haven’t spoken» for over ~seveu years. I think people ought to he labelled-44$ wear a little badgeâ€"‘M’ for married and all right-J \Y’ for widowâ€"â€"‘ S' for separated couples. 1 am sure it would ; be far less confusing and far less awkward than it is now.” “ I suppose it would," said Ethelâ€"“ but, as yet, 1 have hardly begun to ask anyone. ;Sttll I hope you will come although I have i no crowd of clever people to attract you.‘, i “ I shall come to see you,” said Mrs. Maravin kindly. “ By-t-hc-bye, what part lof the world do you live in ‘3" l “ Hereâ€"iii The Flats,” Ethel replied. “ Oh i really. Ali ! that is very nice. I ,live in Queen Anne's (lateâ€"I like to have my friends within reasonable distance and, ,; upon my word, I know so many people in l'l‘he Flats that_I could spend a whole day going from one floor to another.” _ “ Won’t you come and pay me a little visit now?” Ethel asked. “ I should like it immensely," Mrs. Mara- ; vin replied. “Are you up or down ‘1” l “ Oh ! down. - “'eare quite in the drch of K society,” Ethel cried laughing. _ “ Yes, I suppose the top pedple do pride _ themselves on it,” If rs. Mai‘avin saidâ€"then i looked at the watch on her wristâ€"“ a quar- ter past six.â€"â€"\vcll, if you want me to come . in for ten minutes, will you take me now 1’" “ Of course I ~will,” Ethel‘ 'rcplicd. So ; they then went down to the next floor where l the Dennises lived ; not, however, without interruption, for a lady just entering the room was an acquaintance of Mrs. Maravin’s \ and stopped to speak to her. “ Ah ! ‘ Madame,” she saidâ€"-“ how late you areâ€"I am just running away.” i‘ l “ How sorry I am,” replied the ladyâ€"“ I qliave been elsewhere this afternoonâ€"Town 1 is quite busy, is it not ‘3” . j “ 0h l'quite so.- Are you coming to me i on Thursday ‘3” ' ' “ Yes.” - - v “ Ah ! that is right. By the by, let me i introduce you to my friend, Mrs. ,Deniiisâ€" ‘ Mrs. Dennis, Madame Wolenski.” The two ladies exchanged greetings and then Mrs. Maravin declared that she must , go-â€"she was late already. ’ j “ Good-bye, then,” said Madame \Volen- 5 ti, smiling. “ Good-bye, Madame,”â€"â€"(to Ethel) “ I hope we shall meet again." i “ Many thanksâ€"I hope so,” answered 1 Ethel. , “How exactly alike foreigners arc,’ re- marked Mrs. Maravin as they reached the door of the Dennises’ flatâ€"“ so flowery and all that, don’t'you know.” . “ \Vhat is sheâ€"a Russian or a Pole ‘2” Ethel asked. ' ' ' “ A I’olc. I asked her if she was a Rus- sian the other day and she shuddercr ,” Mrs. Maravin repliedâ€"“I’m sure I can’t tell why they should make such a fuss about the dis- tinction-«really, you know, there is very little difference between them.” 1 tea at once, please.” “ Yes Mum,” answered Judge. “ \Voil, I never can understand why there need be so iiittcli feeling in a slight differ- ence,” -Mrs. Maravin declared. “For iii- stance, liow any woman can be foolish enough to give tip what some women give tip for the sake of a man, is beyond me to find out. I know a woman now," she went ‘ 011â€"“ who is or has been exceedingly hand- some, but she is nearly forty years old and as delicate as is possible for a woman to be and live. She had a husband who wor- shipped lierâ€"â€"worshipped her too well, had i a fine liouse,_liorscs, carriages and diamonds i --â€"- -_..- __ ._._ . 3 1'. “i band when they live together and everything ‘- 8 v, “ But the little difference is all the world to them,” cried Ethel. “Judge, get 115 some "â€"" . ll thka ('05:an Dennfs‘quitc charming if she lms iiisrried to hiin'! .' . ‘ “Oil 3 I do ; I am so glad to havésccu‘ him I Major.Denni_s, your wife has i'ailiifulia'.pro- ' ntised to conic over on Thursday. afternoon ; â€"-now I hope you will come too.“ I “Hi do my best," said the Major in his 3 most effusive manner. "That's not half a bad sort of woman.‘ he v rTWSSSLMHQBMI‘S-..M§F9Yiu...lfltl. said.»- 5 goneâ€""but quite the style. of woman to take 5 you in and do for. you from the cradle to the grave." _ I T _ . If Trevor cotild help it, he never laughed i at a joke of Major Dennis’sâ€"tliat one, how- . ever, so exactly described the lady who had . taken possession of Ethel, that he could illot. help gomg into a. hearty fit- of laugh- { ter. 1 j bytlic bye, young man. there's a letter for you at the club marked ‘ Most important. ‘ 'illlglll a glimpse of it in the hall-porters E hand, but though I told him you would cer- tainly be here, he didn’t See it. IIadn’t you i better go round and get it 2‘" “ Oh, it‘s safe enough there,” said Trevor easily. “Still you llud'fitl‘ better goâ€"It niavbc l â€"from the regiment. Or shall I send Judge 3 round "” . t “ Not a bit of it, Major I wouldn't trouble you for the world. I’ll go round presently and see what it is. A money-lend- er wants to lend me money, I’ve no doubt.” l‘leiiidshed his tea and asked for another cup, ate two bits of buttered muffin and presently sauiitered off to go to the club to fitid the important letter. ” Major Dennis tells me you have an im- portaiit letter for in_e,”vlie said to the hill porter.»u you might‘ quite safely have given it to him.” ‘ ' “ It’s‘as much as my place is worth, Sir, to give up a letter to anyone but the own- er,” the man i-e'plied. “ It wouldn’t do, Sir, it wouldn’t indeed.” f‘ dare say notâ€"thanks,” and Trevor moved on‘ turning into the smoking‘rooni, where hp’pulled an easy-chair near to the fire and settled himself comfortably there- I in, before he broke the seal. which secured said to himself. the envelope. CHAPTER XVIII, 11AM) thns. “Nothing to do in this world of ours! \Vlicrc w;eeds spring up with the fairest flow- ers . * ~‘ Where smiles have only it fitftil play! And hearts are breaking everyday I" For a few minutes after Jack Trevor had read that letter he sat quite still trying to take in the- sense thereof. In plain words it ran thus, but. just at firs . they seemed to convey no meaning to him :â€" “ \l'e regret exceedingly that we have to inform you of the demise of our honored client, Lord Rosstrevor, which occurred last evening between ten and eleven o’clock. “ Since the death last month, without issue, of Lcird Rosstrevor’s only brother, the Hon. Hugh Trevor, his lordship had spoken to us of communicating with you, as he be- lieved that you were the son of the late Bishop of Blankliamptou, who failing issue of the Hon. Hugh Trevor, was next heir to the title of Rosstrevor, our late client never having married. His lordship was, however in very bad health and at all times of a iier- .vous and retiring disposition and the definite orders to‘comniunicate with you were never iven. “ If, as we sttrmisc, you are the son of the late Edward Trevor, Bishop 'of Blankhamp- ton, you are now Lord Rosstrevor, of Ross- trevor County Aiitriiu, and of Trevor Hall, Norfolk. Will you be kind "enough to communicate with us at once and inform us whether you will'be present at the late lord’s obsequies orynot‘.’ “ Our late honored client left full direc- tions for his funeral, which we feel justified in assuming that you will wish to be carried out to the letter. “ \Ve are, sir, your most obedientâ€"â€" “ RENDLE, anmcs it: Go. “ Solicitor“. ” Jack Trevor went over it again and again. “_ ‘ If, as we surmise, you are the son of the late Edward Trevor, Bishop of Blankhanip- tou,’ " he read aloud, in a desperate effort to get the right sense of the words into his mind, “ ‘ you are now Lord Rosstrevor of Rosstrevor, County Antriiii, and Trevor Hall, Norfolk.’ M’ by, then I must be Lord Rosstrevorâ€"Iâ€"oh ! no, they can’t mean that, â€"well, they were worth calling diamonds, “is impossible p.- I can tell you. She had a child tooâ€"audi Then he read the letter over again. “Yes, “ Do you know,” she said to her the she has thrown away all-â€"â€"all for a penniless l that’s what they mean «You are "0“. Lord second time she met lier-â€"“ it is not often I really take to newacquaintancesâ€"I am not a woman who goes to an evening party with her card-caso in her hand and tlealslier visit- ing-cards about like a round game. I always take fright at those people, always. But sometimes I take fancies and I should great- ly like to know you better. Won’t yeti come and see me?" “ Ishould like it very much," said Ethel, feeling greatly pleased and a little flattered, for she had heard of Mrs Maravin as one of the most popular hostesses in London. “ Then come and see inc the day after to- morrow, in the afternoon," said Mrs. Maravin genially. “ I shall have a little good iinisic~â€"â€"iiot the sort of thing you "on- erally hear about-â€"but Kelder. who pIays the violin diviiiclyâ€"â€"aiid Madame de Vida, \\ ho needs no explanation. Won't you iii- trodut-e your husband to me ‘1 " with a glance at 'l'revor who was standing close by. Ethel blushed a little. “ That is not my litisluiud. Mrs. Maravinâ€"but a great friend ofnof ours :hc and my husband were in the saint- regin-ent ~< and I have known hitii since I was a little child. Jack. let me in- troduce you to Mrs. Maravin." Trevor moved towards them and bowed profoundly to Mrs. Mamviii, who looked on him \\ ith kindly eyes. as most womcndid, and told him that she had been begging Mrs. Dennis to come and see her. and that she hoped that he would come also. “list I hope your husband will come too," she went on to Ethel, without giving Tre- vor opportunity to do more than how his arktimvicdguient of her invitation. "Does he go about much 1'" “Oh ! _\'I‘S-â€"blll. not much in neon." Ethel answered. "lint he is not an invalid?" viii asked. “( lb, dear “Thâ€"«I‘ll ! no. Cosmo is any- thing but an invalid, is he not r" she answer- ed appealing to Trevor. "t )h 3 very much so,", he replied promptly ~“‘:\t least I mean that he is very much any- thing but an invalid." Mrs. Mnmvin gave asigli of relief. “Ah ! ilt-tt is a great comfort. ins, one has to be so very core the alter- Mrs. Mara- lii society now-r j ful in even . cl, wondering whether Mrs. Mamvin would letter. John Trevor, 15“, “n was." youth, fifteen years younger than liersclfâ€"- l ()h ! what. a foolâ€"what a fool l” l Trevor was the first of the two to recover himself. “ Yes, that woman was a fool, an awful fool,” he said, “and the man was a seonndrel." “ 0h ! Crla ra. sans dire,” cried Mrs. Maravin lightlyâ€"Mrs. Maravin \ 'as fond of airing a little French now and again. “Well, well, I don’t know that it is interest- ing or particularly cdifying to discuss these silly people. What pretty rooms you have here." " They are not actually ours,” Ethel ex~ pluined, with a si rh of relief at the subject being thus changeil. l be let furnished for a few months. But we. like living here so much that We shall secure , the first good-sized suite that falls vacant.” l “ Ah 2 yes, I see. That lady, Madame l \Yoleiiski, she lives here also. But I fancy she has her own rooms here. She seems a very nice creature. She had a letter of iii- troduction to me front a d *ar friend of mine in Vienna." j “ And how pretty she is," Ethel remark- : ed. “ Yes, she isâ€"not perhaps pretty, as so . strikingdooking, and so distinguished in i manner. And all that pretty white hair, that is what makes you call her pretty.” Just then Judge came in with the teaâ€"â€" “ Is the Major at home, Judge 1" Mrs. Dennis ilicd. " Ask him to come here, please." Dennis mine inwvith his best manner, to be introduced to Mrs. Mamvin. Maravin was so charmed by him, that she idea,scniieliow,tliat your husband was ninety- nine. As it is, he is uite Charmin , l g “ Perhaps ; I thought it lovely.” “ Yes, and I also." l “ He has just come in, Mum," Judge re~ l “ lwill..Muin." :‘lccordingly, two minutes later, Major l whispered to Ethel, “My dear child, what a mistake of mine. Do you know I had an quite charming !" “.1 am very glad you think so," said Eth- “\\'e did not find al larue suite 'acaui, exec it this which was to H And Mrs. l iosstrevor,’ I am Lord Bosstrevor. Iâ€" Jack Trevorâ€"Iâ€"Iâ€" never felt so idiotic in my life. ’l He got up from the big chair and went towards the window. “Hello, Jack,” exclaimed a man sitting i there with one or two other men. “What’s tip '3 You’re as white as chalk. Are you ill? I hope you haven’t bad news in that letter.” Jack looked at the letter and then at the questioner. “News,”he replied. “Yesâ€"â€" and its knocked me over completely.” “Not money losses, I hope, old chap,” said the other, holding out a. sympathetic hand to him. “ No, I suppose not. You can read it. 1 i feel idiotic,ns if I didn’t know whether I was standing on my head or my heels. I wish one i of you fellows would order me a. brandy and l soda." l There was abell on the table and a man incar to it struck it immediately. “ llriiig , Mr Trevor a brandy and soda,” he said. i Meantime the man who was reading the , lettt'2r-â€"Gcorge l)alryinpleâ€"â€"read to the end ‘ with many an exclamation of surprise ; i then he ji'mped tip and shook Jack's hand l heartily. “ My dear Trevor, or I must call you Ross- ‘trevor very soon now, I congratulate you with all my heart. I had no idea there was any probability of anything of that kind happening." “ .\orl. I never thought about it," said Jack rather wistfully. “ I knew that I had seine relations, l)utâ€"-â€". Oh, well, I can't talk about it just now. I feel dazed and half IUIIII‘ly head. ‘ I brought him ' the refreshing stimulant. “Their. I begin to feel more like myself ; than I did. Thanks, Dalrymple, old chap, ' thanks." the excuse that he must wire off a reply the lawyers at once and he went into t library and filled in n telegraph form. “Yes, I am the only Sort of Edward Tre- ! vor, Bishop of lllnnkhnmpton. I will come to-morrow as early as possible. Carry out i all the late Lord Rosstrevor's wishes to the “ Ah, you may laugh, you may laugh as . much as vou like,” cried the Majorâ€"“ And ‘ â€" i l I wanted to bring it round to: you, having ' “ Now, let us see what it's all about,” he Ah! thanks,” as the waiter; l ' « Then when he had sent this otI. lit-two‘le {.out‘of the club and back to'l‘lie Fists. He. found Ethel wearing aloosé white gown and ’ ‘l alone. ‘~ ' L a 3 l “ Well 3" she said, looking hp. . ‘ ".i‘Vben‘ is the Major ‘.‘"- i,» ‘ l l “ lit-is going out to dinnerâ€"he‘s drming ? now. \Yliy 2" inc?" _ , my, in. a “ No. How should I know '3" ‘l " I am Lord Rosstrcvor." He was so ex- cited, so utterly upset, that he. blurted the. news out without any idea of what its effect . ; might be upon her. I v _ i i “ You are Lord Rosstrcvoruwhat do you; 3 mean ‘3" she cried. ' ' j “ I don't mean anything. 0h! Ethel, , Ethel, if we had only known, if your mother; had only known, she would liaVe let you! marry as you liked. But it's too late now, too late to be any good.” His face was quivering, although I do not , ,mcan to imply that he was near to tears. i Ethel, liou'cver, dropped back into her chair with a white face and shaking in every gllllll). “Uh, Jack," she cried in a piteous ‘ voice, “ it is hard. Oh ! it is hard.” It was the first time that he had laid bare i i his heart to her since the. day when he had : tohl her that whenever she‘wantcd him he i l would be ready to throw tip all the world I for her. They had been the best and clos- g ‘ est of friends, he had been affectionate and tender with her, but he had never shown; her the wild passion ’ of love which always} 1 raged within his heart at the sight of her; i sweet eyes or the touch of her soft fingers. i He gave her the letter to read. “I can’t? ' hold it still," she said, but she put it on lierl knee and read it through iii silence ; and be- ‘ fore she got to the end of it, Major Dennis: came in. ‘.‘ Hello, Trevor, so you’re back I ‘ \‘l'ell, 't did you get your letter '3" he asked. “Yes, I did, Majqr.” He tried to tell him what had happ ‘ but the words fairly stuck in his throat. and he turned away to the window. Ethel loolt- E i.eti tip and with an effort she gatheredlier; i strength and her wits together and spoke. l l “ Something very wonderful has littppen- i j ed to Jack, Uosmo,” she said, and she \voiitl- ‘ ercd that he did not notice howstraiued and ; agitated her voice was. “His uncle or con- siu is dead and he is Lord Rosstrevor now.’ “ Lord Rosstrevor l” repeated the Major.~ ” My dear chap, I’m very glad, very glad , indeed. What a blessing your uncle or cousin, whichever it was, did not go and marry and have a lot of small children to1 cut you out, asmine did. And you’re going, down â€"wherever it isâ€"Jof course." " l “ Yes, I’m going to-moriow morning,” Jack replied. “ Ah, I’m sorry I can’t stop and dine with you. I would if I wasn’t solemnly engaged elsewhere. However, the wife will give you some dinner. I’in sure you must want to talk it over with somebody.” ‘ “ \Ve could dine down here, couldn’t we ‘3” Ethel asked. “ Upstairs iii the dining-room, there is such a noise andâ€"andâ€"Jack is not! dressed.” ‘ ' ‘ “ Oh, yes, have it here, by all means. \Vell, good-bye, old fellow. See you again in a few days, 1 darcsay ‘3" l He was gone before Jack. could answer, shutting the door after him with a crash. Mi“. Dennis rimg'thebell. l “ Judge,” she said, when that personagel appearedâ€"and Judge really was a person- age in that small establishment, aye, and in the greater republic of The Flatsas well,-â€"â€" “ Mr. Trevor’s going to dine with me. And we will have it down here.” I , “Very good, Mum,” said Judge, “I’ll at- : tend to it. ” They were very quiet that evening, andi Judge waited on them with an imperturbnble i’ ace, as if it was quite a usual thing to come into titles and to dine with Mrs. Dennisalone while the Major was dining elsewhere ; for, of course Mrs. Dennis had told Zelle that Mr. Trevor was Lord Rosstrevor now, and equally of course, Judge’s blush rose had‘ told him. And at last they were left really alone. “Shall you stay in the Service, (10 you think, Jack ‘1” she asked. “Noâ€"I shall get out of it as soon as I can,” he replied. “ You’ll have a very different time now, of course-you’ll have lots of duties and new interests. I wonder if you are the last of the name. ” y “ I don’t knowbut I fancy so. I know really very little about my people. They cast off my grandfather , and neither my father nor I have ever held communication with them tiiitil now. \Ve’vc been steadily ignored al- 1 ways. So you see I know very little. My father never spoke of his people to me, ex- cepting of his own father and mother. My grandmother used to tell me long yarns about the Trevors, but I never listenedâ€"it all went in at one ear and out at the other. ” There was lnnga silenceâ€"then Ethel spoke painfully and with a supreme effort. “Jack,”slie said gentlyâ€"“you will have. to marry.” “ Neverâ€"” be burst out-â€"-“ Unlessâ€"â€" I “ Noâ€"noâ€"â€"not that. If you are the last, you cannot let an old name die out andraiid â€"it will be yourâ€"duty.” Iler trembling lips could scarcely frame. the last word, but hisjealous ears caught it. l “ Then,” he criedvâ€"“ let me tell you plainlyl frorii the beginning that if it be my duty ti.‘ thousand times over, I have not the very; smallest iiitCi tion of doing that particular: duty, notthe very smallest. (iood Heavens, ‘- wliat worse will the World be a hundred years hence if there is no Lord Rosstrevor? If there is no Trevor family? Not the least ' bit worse, probably the better if the general ' family stock is the sort that cuts its sons off. for ever because they marry for the best of . all reasons. \Vliile if I marry a woman I: lloathc or at best am indifferent to, loviiigl i another man's wife with all my heart, I shall make a thoroughly bad husband «one i couldn't make a good one, you know if one; felt like thatâ€"well, the world would be the. ..-.._...> l l y ened, worse for what I had done, most distinctly ; the worse." * “ lint what sort of a wife must I make she asked in a pained tone. 9,! l i than your husband ever deserves to have. i ‘ Besides, you did not. marry him with your. eyes open, kiiowin what you would feelâ€"4 it is different. \V int is a cruel misfortunci . to you, would be an nnforgiveablc sin in me, 5 a crime, because I shouldn‘t have the smallest lie tore himselfaway from flit-m all with Slmdow 0f “" “Elmer Why. if I "mrrlc‘l' ing confectioin: to another woman now, I should never be able ' making sugar rt presentations, he to look‘her in the face. hoâ€"inoâ€"-for your- uilent was rcetngitzed. He has now given rake, Ethel, because I believe in your otle up sugar and taken to stone. ness and your absolute purity, I am wi ling, aye and content, to go on living as I am ' doing nowâ€"your fricm , and nothing more. __â€"T.._ .Mw.“ jllas never dong, aiaggtligig ftin moi “until, “ Do you know what has happened mi 1 Heidelberg “ You make a very good wife, far better; i toultln‘t help itself." Itmakes me fnfionsto hear of my duty to my" familywl lhave no duty to the 'l‘mvors, excepting to John Trevor, of tlie’lfiftfiecnth Dragoons." ‘ . " I did not mean to suggestnnxthi ‘Illtlt would hurt you, Jack," sh? said nice ‘lyâ€" ‘ : 1 "you do believe that. don t you ‘3" He began to feel himself positive brute to her. " It would be wellfur inc,” ltde 4â€"“ if I were half as good and half as tifisel- fish as you are, dear, So, you needn't shake your head like that. Do 'ou think I have forgotten how years ago, when we. were the best of chums at lilankliampton, you used to let me have the best of'evcrything and always made me feel I was doing you a favour by taking it? You are the same now as youywow then.” i , ' “ I want to be the same," she cried« “ but oh ! Jack, I feel so different, so dilfpr- cut that sometimes I look back and wonder if 1 ever was that dear little happy child ‘who run about the gardens at the Filth: and the Palace without a care world ‘3" ' "‘ To me "â€"said he touderly-~“ you are and will always be just that saute child. You will never grow old to me, Ethelâ€"- never. ' , \Vell, at last he declared that. llt‘ must be going~he had a lot of letters to write and he felt that he ought to rim round to Lord (lascoigne‘s, late as it was, and tell him the wonderful news. So about half-past nine he turn himself away, and Ethel went with him to the head of the stairs, for like most in the wide . men he disdained the use. of the lift. And as they reached the head of the stairs,Madainc \Yolciiski cumcuptotlicni and Egret-ted the two in her elaborate foreign manner. _ “ Ali 2 Madameâ€"good evening! Mr. Trevorâ€"I am charmed to 'see you. lint -â€"is anvthiiig the, matter? You look dis- turbed. ” “ Mr. Trevor‘lias had rather disturbing news.” said Ethel. “ Yes? I hope not very bad news," she said in a sympathetic voice. “ No one in your family has died, I trust.” “ \Ycll, yes, Madame, my second cousin, Lord Rosstrovor is deadâ€"~ «” “ 0h !â€"â€"â€"”V broke in the ilady in a sad voice. “ But I have never seen him,” Trevor continued. “ Oh l" in a tone of conipreliensimrâ€"- ~ “but tlicnews has disturbed you, of course." “SVell, yesmand I must he going. Good- night, Madaine~â€"Good-niglit, Mrs. Dennis.” “ (.‘ood-iiight,” Ethel i'cplicd ; and then he ran quickly down the stairs leaving her and her new acquaintance, Madame Wolcn' ski standing on the landing together. (To BE cox'rist'iaii.) Terrific Struggle With a Madman. A redoubtable madman, of collossal Silo ‘ and corresponding strength, named Hyacin- the Joly, has been captured by the police after a despe'ate struggle. July was for- merly a iiiusctilar mountebank, who exhibitâ€" c.l his brawny siiiews and gave samples of his skill in wrestling at the ( iingerbretul and other fairs. Owing to mental derangement, he had to be taken out of his booth on one occasion, and conveyed to the time! infirm. ary, whence he was transferred to liicetre, where he was internedamongst the dangers ous luiiatics in the place called the Santa. About eight days ago Jon managed to can cape from Bicetre, and took refuge in the Ternes district, near the Arc dc 'I‘rioniplie. Here he had ii.’ violent quarrel lately with another man, and thetwo disputants were ar- rested by the police. At the station the Couiniissionary, after having admonished the two men, discharged them, but one of them said to the oflicer. “Do not let this fellow go, for he will surely kill me; he is Joly, tlic madman of Bicetrc.” 'l'hercupon the Commissary directed two policemen to fake Joly to the station on the Boulevard Pereirc, bttt no sooner had the prisoner been escorted into the street, than he pushed away his captors and made a. determined dash for freedom. An inspector of police who saw the man running pursued him, and sprang at his throat in order to stop him, when Joly gave him a violent butt of his head in the chest. Thisincapacitated the in. spector fo - a moment, but he soon recovered himself, and again came up with Joly, who this time drove his head like a battering- rani into the officer’s face and broke all his front teeth. Then the ex~niountcbank bita finger clean off from one of the hands of the inspector, who recoiled uttering cries of pain, and nearly fainted from his serious iii- juries. 1n the meantime the two policemen who had been escorting the prisoner came tip, and after strenuous efforts succeeded in car- ryingJolv, after the manner of the “frog's march,” to the station on the Boulevard . l’ercire. Here the maniac danced about the floor, broke a stove, then a picture fraiin-, and endeavored to bite the faces and fingers of his temporary gaolers, who eventually bound liiiii fast with ropes and took him off to the depot infirmary.sâ€"[l'aris l’apei‘. ~-~v *-m A Millionaire's Amusements. A New York millionaire,lfei'r Alois l’etc- lcr, a native of Heidelberg, has hit upon an original plan forgazingnpon his native toun without the trouble of crossing the Atlantic. lie has had built in his own park, in view of the windows of his house, a Lilipiitian pan- orama of Heidelberg. The l'tfjtl'ftlstfilllilll')ll of the town occupies over one-fifth of a Square mile, and is most wonderfully carried out from photographs. A miniature Xvi-liar runs through it spanned by exact copies of the old and the new bridges. 'I'hcbiiil-lings are of stone and vary in height from two to five feet, while the spin-s of thi- churches and the towers are from eight to (‘lt‘Vl'll feet high. The ruined castle rises behind the town in the most natural manner possible, and from a. short distance one might almost be entrapped into thinking that the real bad by some means been transported over the Atlantic. 'l'hebtiiltling of this miniature town cot-it Herr I’etelur over £2000. Another interesting night in the grounds its an artificial lake Wlllt‘ll is stip- ilied by pipes front the Atlantic Ocean, and has an ebb and flow. In the (centre of this piece of water stand” a copy of Seldom llo~ lienisch 'angau, one of the castles biiiltby thelau: King of Bavaria, about twenty-five feet high, upon a large rock. Herr I’eteler has anin bin huge fortune by Illnllllffl'flllr- his great rrzriality was or which his n. J I â€"â€"â€"-â€"‘-â€"_ The pi esent national colors of the l7iiited But] am not content to think of marryingf States were not adopted by Congress until l another woman for the sake of a family which I l w...- H‘