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WRANGEEYWEDD’ED. A Thrilling Story of Romance and Adventure. CHAPTER XIX. Hun)”: woLHSsKr. It i4 a tn:.n'hcr'ous peace that i~ purchased by . indulgence. \Vlrcn Trevor had disappeared behind the curve of the staircase, Ethel Dennis turned to Madame \Volenski. you on. Madame? " " (hr the floorabove.” j “ Uh, reall '-â€"thcn you are like me. You i don't like to )e 100 high up." " i do not like to be very high up. They , tell me the air is the most pure at twelve _ storeys~l prefer to have a little worse air 1 and not to have to climb so high for it.” “ \\'hich floor are ‘-‘ I’m so glad,” Ethel cried, with a gush of feeling as she took Madame \\'oleriski’s firm outstretched hand. “ Good-night, good-night.” But the little glow of pleasure soon died away when she was once left alone. She sat down in a chair before the fire Crummles madehinrself a bed on the skirt of yard. They . tance through the mild, ) when some sudden instinct made Ethel turn ’to her companion and ask her a question = so abruptly that, even to her own cars, her voice seemed to have a threatening ring jillld to carry u. sort. of challenge with i it. “ By the bye,” she said, “ did you ever know a woman called Valerie ‘1" Madame “'olenski turned her head to- j wards her, but with such an indifferent air that Ethel was convinced in a moment that i.she had never heard of Valerie in all her life before. her gown, and then her though's flew back I maker?” to the wonderful news which the day had and “ Valerie,” she. repeated, “' no, I don't think so. Is she a milliner or a dress- “ Neither,” Mrs. Dennis replied. “ I be- brought. Aye, and they flew back further lieve sheisâ€"aâ€"aladv." than that, back to the old days of her H on: a lady Isee'. What of her? 13she childhood when she and Jack Trevor had remarkable in any way? What is her other been all the world to one another, when the nameâ€"her surname ‘3" dark shadow of her mother-'3 great ideas had “ It is Valerieâ€"that is her surname," said u()f course there is the mt,» said Ethel, , not yet. come between them. Then to the Ethel. I who wanted to be polite but whose thoughts I were with Trevor. " Yes, but I do not like the liftâ€"at least j I do not like the feeling that the place might get on fire and the lift would probably stop “int'king andâ€"and we should all be friuled " a rve.” “ Ah ! that would be dreadful, ” cried ' Ethel, with u. shudder, “ but do not let us stand here. Come in and pay urea little visit, Madame.” Madame Wolenski looked hesitatingly at lrermorning garments. “ I have been out â€"â€"I am not dressedâ€"I have been visiting a. poor woman who is sick,” she said. “ lint I am aloneâ€"my husband’s dining out,” Mrs. Dennis urged. “ Oh ! do come in just for a few minutes. I will show you my dog.” “ I cannot resist that. Is the dog a beauty?” the lady asked. ' " ()h !a. beautyâ€"a pure brill dogâ€"come and see him,” and then Ethel turned round and led the way iirto her own domain, Ma- dame \Volenski following her. “ Uh ! what a pretty flat, what a sweet room,” she cried. “ Ah ! it is nmch larger than mine and the decorations are lovely. ” “ But we took it furnished,” said Ethel. “ Yes. I think we were very lucky.” “ Ah ! its such a. chance when you take a house in that way,” said Madame Wolenski â€"â€"" I have not been so lucky : but there I did not know that I should like living in an establishment of this sort, indeed I am not yet quite sure whether I do or not. But tell me, Mrs. Donnis, where is the dog?” “ 1 will bring him,” and she went. into the next room returning in a moment with the majestic Crummles behind her. first trouble of her life, when Mrs. Mor- respondence with her old playfellow, the wretched dayâ€"and what is so unntterably wretched as the impotent stand of a child against the powers that be ?â€"whcn she had left Jack's birthday unnoticed, his birthday or the feast of good S. Valentine or one of those tender festivals to which young folks attach so much importance. And then her thoughts wandered to the latter' days, when Major Dennis had first crossed her path, when her mother had found out that he was rich and that he stood next to the Frothingham title, the day that he proposed and she had not dared to say no, because he had come armed with her moth- er’s consent, the days later still when her marriage was coming very near and she had the sort of feeling that she couldn’th through with a ceremony which to her was buts. mockery, when she had been weak and yielding, whenâ€"whenâ€"Oh ! she could hard- ly bear to think of it nowâ€"sire had been weak cnorrgh out; of sheer weakness and cowardice to let her mother, for arubition’s sakepnrely, mould her life in a wrong shape, ruin her happiness and break her whole heart and spirit. “'hat a fool she had been, and oh ! how bitter, all bitter, her thoughts were then. \Vhy, if she had held out firmly and obstinatcly and had positively re fused to marry Major Dennis, what could her mot-her have done? She could have given her an uncommonly bad time, she could have dcbarred her from any pleasures, she might even have shut her up on bread and water and have beaten her, though that course was not in the least probable. But even suppos- ing the very worst had happened, if only u m, 3 he is quite ,, beautyl_fllove’ncricd ' she had held out firmly, it would have been Madame \Volcnski enthusiasticallyâ€"“ And ‘ his name?” . “ (Jr-urnrrrles,” answered Ethel delighted _ to find her favourite so highly lauded. “ chhrumrnlcsâ€"‘Vhy, what a name,” Madame cried. “ Cramâ€"rules,” repeated Ethel smiling. “ Kâ€"tchrummles,” said Madame again, but after several most valiantattcmpts, she had to give up the effort, for say the word properly, she simply could not. “ But he i quite a beautiful personâ€"quite beautiful. \\'ellâ€"â€"-” to the dog, who was eyeing her, in a most suspicious mannerâ€"“ are you not going to speak to me? How do you do, I Mr. li~~chrummles T” ' She held out her hand to him and Crumm- les went a little nearer to her and began to , sniff at her gown in a way that was anything but friendly. Madame hoping to propitate his majesty further ventured to smontb down his silken satin coat, but Crurmnles lifted his head and raised his upper lip in a voiceless snarl of such venom, that the lady made haste to put herself out of harm’s way. “ He does not like me,”shc said in alarm. “ Ururmnles~Crummles. You are dread~ frilly rude,"cricd his majesty's mistress re- provingly. “ That was because you ventur- cd to touch him before he had made up his mind whether you were to be trusted or not.” “ What a dreadful creature ! Do you al- ways have him about. Does he ever fly at any one ‘1” “ Nosâ€"he would if I told him to do it. He would fly at your throat this instant at a. single word froru me,” Ethel answeredâ€"- “ but he is very good tempered really. He has always disliked my husband very much, but he has never done more than treat- him to that voiceless snarl. Oh ! no, reallyâ€"when you once get to know him and he to like you, Crummlcs is the dearest fellow world. " in all the “ And vourhusband~docs he like him?” l " Not inuchâ€"he putsup with him because I have always had him. lly the byeâ€"are you going to Mrs. Mamvin‘s to-lnor‘ron’?” “ Yesâ€"~I think so.” “ Shall we go together? “ ()h ! I should like to very much. But your husband, does he like going three any- where ‘3" " He is not goingâ€"he never goes to after- noons; in fact, he. scarcely ever goes out with me. llc always declares that he is not a Society man in any way. \Yc might I go for a drive before we go to Mrs. Mara- v \‘in’s." “ I shall be delighted," said Madame with evident pleasure. “ You are most kind to think of it. And now I mer be going up to my own apartments, so I will wish you a good night." . She rose from her chair and ('rummles ex- pressed the voiceless snarl which had so dis- , turbed the lady before. However, she did i not seem much frightened and stopped before i the chimney shelf. " Is that your husband, Mrs. Dennis!" she asked, pointing to a pno- l ogr'aph in a silver frame. i “ \‘csâ€"«it is a very good portrait of him,” I'lllll‘l replied. “ And that is Mr. Trevor?" the other went on, looking at. a large photograph of that young gentleman which filled a similar frame and occupied the other end of the shelf. " Yes.” " What a nice. face be ill“. I think him charming. is he a relation of yours '3" “ Oh, no, not any relation, but my very oldest friend,” Ethel replied. “ \Ve were children together, little children together." “ And you are friends during all these; years how strange. \Vell, you will bring! Mr. Trevor to see rue one day, won't you 2" , " I will, with pleasure." Ethel replied,( all over now, for she knew that her mother would never have wished her to marry Major Dennis after old Lord Frothingham was married again. “ I will write and tell my mother,” she said presentlyâ€"” the sooner she realizes what a huge mistake she has made the better.” So she sat down to her writing-table and wrote a letter to Mrs. Mordaunt. “ You will remember Jack Trevor, the Bishop’s son,” she said. “He came in to- day to tell me the great news, the great change which has come into his life. He is now Lord Rosstrevorof Rosstrevor, County Antrim, and Trevor Hall, Norfolk, through the death of his second cousin, Lord Ross- tr'evor, who died yesterday. I don’t think I told' you that he was in the 15th when we joined, and is one of my greatest; friends. He thinks of leaving the Service now.” She felt better when she had added a little cencral news and had given the letter to J rnge to post ; yet, after all, there is but poor satisfaction in stinging someone who has managed to ruin your whole life for you. And just as she was beginning to think again â€"and -just then, poor girl, thinking was synonymous with being wretchedâ€"Major Dennis returned. He was very full of what. he called “'I'revor’s luck,” and could hardly talk about anything else. And Ethel, who did not want. to think too nmch about the im- possible that night, tried to change the sub- ject by telling him of the charming woman she had met that day. “ 0h ! Cosmo, she said, “ Mrs. Maravin introduced me to such a nice woman to- day, who lives in The Flat, just above us, in fact ; she is :1. Pole, a Madame Wolen- ski.” (- “ Oh i” suspiciouslyâ€"“a Pole, are you sure ‘2” “ No, for I did not ask her nor did she say anything about her nationality. But Mrs. Maravin said so, and that she had brought her a letter of introduction from one of her dearest friends in Vienna.” Major Dennis stood looking thoughtfully into the fire for a minute or two. “ Look here, Ethel,” he said, “ I don’t. mind what- you do in a. general way as you very well know, I don’t like your picking up foreign women in this offhand sortof fashion, because â€"-oh !â€"â€"well because she may be a friend of Valcric’s.” “ And I’ve promised to drive with her to- morrow. That is take her for a drive and then to go to Mrs. Maravin’s," cried Ethel in dismay. “0h ! well, that doesn't mattervâ€"but. don’t get into a way of running in and out of her rooms. You see, foreigners get mived up one with another, and-â€"-andâ€"â€"it's safer not to, don't you know." “ Very well. I wish I’d thought of it be fore. I never did or I shouldn‘t have asked her, of course," said Mrs. Dennis, whose ex- perience of Mademoiselle Valerie had been quite dis-igrecable enough to make her wish to be very careful lest she should betray their wherealwnts. The following day about three o’clock in the afternoon, Madame “'olenski arrived and was shown into the drawing-room. “ Am I too early ‘2" she asked. “ Not at all. I have only to put on my hat and coat. I shall not be a minute. You will excuse me, won’t you ‘2" She went off to get ready and passing the half-open door of the small study or smok- ing-room, saw Major Dennis reading a news. paper said. “ Xut for the world,“ he answered hur- rredly. “ I don't like foreignersâ€"never did. My tune to meet her will Come soon enough. I as soon as the ladies leave the dining-room. Madame “'olenski looked surprised. “ Re- uaunt had resolutely put a stop to her cor- allv,”she said. “Ah 2that is very odd. I never i heard of such a surname beforeâ€"except, as I say, for a milliner or u dressmaker. No, I do not know her. I never even heard of her.” “I thought you might know her, or know of her,” said Mrs. Dennis, who, hav- ing got the information she wanted, did had driven some lit.th dis- j delight. to hemmd would have, so to speak, l some bed-room, which he fancied wm ’ moist wrnter air justified her love for vour father. You don't jpleasnnt when he saw it with the ‘j' s know, but I remember how Margaret gave herself airs to Connie and, although Connie never said a word, it must have been hard to bear. However, I've no doubt Margaret will l be very civil to you now, only I do wish my darling had lived to see this day. You have been to Grosvenor Square 2’" she asked in a different voice. “ Yes. I thought you would be there: a a. c 5 And after this he had plentv of w rk to do -â€"to hear all the lawyers liad to Sayâ€"40 have interviews with the steward and all the principal neighlmurs, then the ordeal cf the ;funeral, during which he. felt that ho was not only the observed of all observers, but. galsu that the llli}li‘t‘.‘\<iull people, his futuro ' neighlmurs. received of him that day would i ‘eatlv influence them for or against him you told me you were to dine there to-night l r tiring his whole life. Then he had to write â€"â€"â€"so I went. there first.” “ But you saw your uncle ‘3" “ Uh, yesâ€"1 only stayed a minute or two because of the dinner-party. He was tre- mendously pleased about it.” “ 0f courseâ€"~of course.” a. long letter every day to Ethel Dennis and a letter or two to his grandmother. So a whole week went by. The kin ' was dead, the new king iiveddong live the ~ing ! 1 He began to get used to being called by his new name,bc began to get more used to Jack stayed nearly an hour with the oldl being “"3 10““ 6f “11 ‘l‘is 5““‘1‘1911" “ml lady and milked over the situation with her from every possible standpoint. He really knew verv little of the family of winch he was now the head, only that there were two 1 "‘g the L‘m'VlC‘“ estates, one in Ireland aml one in Norfolk. Lady (iascoignc, however, was a woman blessed with a marvellous memory and she . set. herself at once to think out all that she i had ever heard in connection with the Trevor family. “ They are certainly richâ€"yes, it is a rich house. You see Lord Rosstrevor had lived the life of a recluse for so many years, that i people had almost forgotten that he existed. Enemy” The, “H... [ Oddly enough, when the. wood birds go 2 But I know : Lady George A‘Court told me ! wealth :and after a Week of it he felt as if l he would like to '0 up to Town far a day or :two and make iis arrangements ft r leavâ€" And on the way up to London, as he passed through l which, he heard the news boys crying tlre evening papers. “ Err-Ming; Xiu's~â€"S!ur~â€"(.'Iohv-â€"-’ ‘Orrid murder of an ofiiccr in The Flats." (To or. cosrrxrrm.) LITTLE WOODDUOK. Their l-‘lrst Lesson In .s‘wInunlngâ€"The “on “151’ to continue the summit further' lsome News “80 that She had Stayed “t‘lbathing they prefer the dancin" ripple to fire . . O . . “ She is not a friend of mine or anything of that kind.” “ I understand, I do not know her,’ ari- swered Madame indifi‘erently, “ nor am I very likely to meet her. And my friends here are English, or nearly all. And they are not any of them likely to know anyone with such an exceedingly odd surname as Valerie, so- ciale.” And Ethel Dennis caught herself wishing that she had said nothing about her husband’s mysterious acquaintance. J CHAPTER XX. MURDER. ! “ Too sudden and great changes, though for the better, are not easily borne." \Vhen Trevor went away from The Flats that evening, he jumped into a caband drove straight round to his uncle’s house in Gros- venor Square. Lord Gascoigue was at home, but had company at dinner, and being rather a. large party they had not yet left the table. “ I must see Lord Gascoignc to-night,” Trevor said. “Is my grandmother dining here ‘3” “Not this evening, Sir. Her ladyship was to have (lined here but sent her excuses this morning, not feeling very well,” the ser- vant replied. “ \Vell, I’ll go into the library, and when Lord Gaseoigne leaves the table ask him to come to me for five nrinutcs.” “ Very good, Sir. I will tell his lordship )3 So Trevor went; to the library and made use of his time by writing a couple of letters before the door opened and Lord Gascoigne appeared. “My dear Jack, I hope nothing iswrong," he began in an alarmed voice. “My dear Uncle,” cried Jack jumping up. “ I have come for your congratulations. Lord Rosstrevor died last night and I suc- ceed him.” “ My dear lad, my dear lad l” was all that Lord Gascoigne could gasp in his surprise. “ So you are Lord Rosstrevorâ€"my dear lad, I can’t say enough to tell you how glad I am.” “ Thank you. Now I must goâ€"I onlyj Trevor Hall as a young girl, and that it was a very fine place. ~ But, of course, you ,will see all that to-morrow. line have all the news as soon as possible, ' won’t you '1” n answered, then got up declaring that he I must be off, it was getting dreadfully late and that he had disturbed her quite enough 1 for one night already without keeping her ‘ out of bed till the small hours. “ My dear boy,” cried Lady Gascoigneâ€" “ I shall not sleep at all. I shall not even go to bed for harmâ€"and I daresay’ your uncle will come to see me when I his guests have gone. But. do you go, dear ; you must have a great deal to do, and you will have the satisfaction of knowing that you made : v the old Granny very happy by bringing her I the news as soon as you had it. Next, I j suppose, you will be bringing me news of a mistress for Rosstrevor.” “ Dear Granny, I’m afraid not,” he said, shaking his head. 1 She recognised the sad ring in his v.0icje. “ Jack, my boy,” she said gently, “ I’m afraid something has gone wrong with you in that way.” “ In a measure, yes, Granny,” he answer- ed, “ but perhaps it will come right, after all; we can never tell. Only I’d rather not; talk about it, if you don’t mind.” r “ No, no, I don’t want. to Worry about it, a dear. But tell me, Jack, have you a clear 'idea of how you come to be next to this: - title '2” . l “Not very. I think it is like this”-â€"and§ {he went to a writingtable and quickij ‘sketclrcd out the best family-tree that lrisi limited information on the subject would allow. Lord Rosstrcvor. If H II ll Edward. Mary. George. H l! ____.__â€". Edward. II [I If U Arabella. William. George Hugh. John. II N “ I'belicve it was like this, Granny. My You “In let'jturtlcs that lie in the depths. wanted you to know it its SOOI} as p055ible f grandfather was George, who was cut offâ€"â€" â€"â€"I am going down to Norfolk In the morn- his eldest brother was Edward and Edward ing and I’ve a. dozen things to do before I leave.” “ And my mother ‘2" “ I’m going round there nowâ€"yes, she must know it at once,”Treyor said. “ Dear Granny, how delighted she will be. Barker tells me she is ill though.” “ No, not illâ€"a touch of sore throat and she thought it safer not; to come to-night, that was all.” “ Then I’ll go round there now. Good night. Please make my apologies to your friends for taking you away.” “ Oh, yesâ€" they’re amusing themselves well enough,” said Lord Gascoigne easily. ‘ had three children, Arabella, \Villiam and r George Hugh. George Hugh (lied last year I without children, and \Villiam, the Lord | iRosstrevor who died yesterday, was never I married. And now I must be off, dear. i Good-fight. ” j She kissed him tenderly and he went away, i and in less than half an hour was in bed and asleep. He slept like a child or a top and woke in the morning in fair time, gave his the train leaving Liverpool Street at noon, and in due course he arrived at the station for Trevor Hall and found a. servant in livery awaiting him on the platform, and a close Then JaCk went Opt to his 03d) and carriage with a pair of very good horses directed the man to derc round to BI‘OOK standing just outside the station. The foot- Street, where his grandmother lived. “ My lady is not very well. sure if you can see her to-night, Sir,” said Lady Gascoigne’s man. man came up to him. “ Lord Rossti‘evor‘l” I am not he enquired touching his hat. “I am Mr. Trevorâ€"yes, ” Jack answered, feeling a repugnance to be using his dead “ Oh 1 yesâ€"you tell Lady Gascoigne that kinsman’s name while he was yet unburied. I want to see her for ten minutes on most The servant took his one from his new important bllsillessy” said Jack seeinc that master. “The carriage is this way. Sir, ” he ’V r ‘ u o n the man Was a. stranger. “bay MF- il‘CVOI‘." said, so Jack followed lnrn and got into the “Very good, Sir." He showed him into the library and in less than two minutes came down again. it far to the Hall?” “ I beg your pardon, Sir. I did not know comfortable brougham. “ How is Vickers going 2” he asked. “ Is “About three miles, Sir,” the servant you]; My lady “in see you if you Will come answered. “ \Vc can manage very well out- up. side.” So Jack followed the servant upstairs and “ Very well.” And then the man shut man directions to pack his things in time for still shining of the pools. Instinct, perhaps, tells them of the greedy fish and bicr hungry See that '; pair of woodducks w‘iceling and chattering inbout. the hqu dead sycamore that bends I' x i v - . .' H “ 3. es, Granny dent, of course I will, he i m“. the Stream. Mrs. Duck made her nest in the soft rotten wood at the top of it. She has just hatched out a dozen balls of yellow down, and is setting about getting them down to the water. Once there, they will swim like ducks, indeed, says Forest and Stream. But flying is as yet. beyond them, and the nest is twenty feet. in air. .Look close and you will see the mother bird poised with half spread wings just outâ€" side the nest. Slowly, cautiously, with low cautious cries, her mate pushes one. of the v ducklings quite upon the middle of her back gives a sharp satisfied quack, and at once she sails down, settles herself in mid-stream, dives gently and leaves her baby sitting on the water without in the least knowing how he got thcrc. \Vith a shake of the wings and a quack that says: “ Take care l” she is ofi'to the nest, and keeps it up till all her little ones are launched. As she brings the last. a cruel thing hap- pens. Right below her flock there isa swift. up-swirling of water. Something brown and unwieldly comes almost to the surface, then sinks like lead and takes with it. the plump- ‘est, downiest of all the yellow darlings. ln- sidc a minute another is dragged down, and another, and still another. The snapping turtle, which, once he has taken hold, “ never lets go till it. thundcrs," is greedy today. Anyway, he has a weak- ness for ducklings. He would cat the whole dozen of thorn if the distracted parents did not hurry thorn ashore. There they will notbc in avcry much better case. Foxes live in caves all along thcblufl's. Minks, too, and weasels and coons. Any night you may hear them splashing about in the water for mussels, crayfish and such smallldcer. The Queen’s Kennels. Approach to the kennels is at once evident from the clamorous barking of the inmates. Here are handsome Scotch coolies, a favorite breed with the Queen ; among thorn (MIL of pure white, thou rh not the superb creature 1 presented to her r Iajesty from the\\'arwick- shire kennels in the autumn of ISSS. I was then in \Varwick, and renrcmbcr the out- burst of loyalty on the occasion. I learned too late to see him that was then at the show farm. The fox terriers were especially fine little fellows, and I was glad to see they were not bereft of their tails, a loss to which those used in the hunt. are obliged to submit; when sent into the burrow to root out the fox, which is their pant; of the business, their tails would be in the way. A long-backed crooked-leg Dachshund kept; up n. barking rcmonstrancc, and, to- gcther with a wild-looking {lissian dog, was the only one who did not. give the visitor in. warru Welcome. All the others pressed for- ward to caress and be caressed, leaping and boundingcagcrly, one dear-little skyc-tcrricr twisting and wriggling into all manner of grotesque postures in his desire to be noticed. There were a number of gentle little pugs, one of them a coal black tiny ('I'ehflu‘e, with a nose ofcvcn deeper hue, if that were pos- sible. A delicate white iox-terrier marked with a single liver-colored spot was pointed I to as the pctof the nursery at Windsor (,‘as- tlc when the royal gramlehihlrcu are there; he also came up to lick the hand of the. vis- itor. Her Majesty's stag-hounds are kept at Ascot, of racing fame. The dairy, aviary, and kennels are in the was taken to t-ho drawmgiiiomn “ill-cm his the dol’r and in less than two ’n’m’t’cs they | immediate neighborhood of l"roi§mnre : and grandmother With a voluminous wlntc lace started for the home of his ancestors, at‘ if the vim,” fuck that buffer and r-gus 'm- shawl covering her head and shoulders was sitting near the tire. “ My dear boy,” she cried, “I'm so de- lighted to see you. â€"â€"nothing wrong with you, I hope? \Vhat is It I" ; “ Granny,” said he, taking both her hands in his, “ something very wonderful has hap- pened to me." “ Yes - I know---you are going to be mar- ried and have come to tell mcabout it." “ No, dear, you are all wrong. I don‘t know that that would be anything so very wonderful. It is much more surprising than thatâ€"â€"I am not .lack Trevor now." “ No?” a suspicion of the truth began to dawn upon her-â€"“ butâ€"tell me, my dear, don‘t ‘break ’ it to me.” “ I am Lord Rosstrevor," said Jack blunt- ly. j Lady Gascoigne uttered a little screamâ€" “Jackâ€"my boy, my own dear lnyâ€"Why, least for one of the halls of his ancestors. of a mile, turned to the right and went through widciron gates and past a pictur- esque lodge where atidy 'romau stood cur~ tseyin v her welc mm to the new lord. Me t id not like to look out too eagerly. ’but without doing that he saw that he was passing under an avenue of magnificent oaks, and then the corner of a pile of build. lings came in sight and they swept under a huge portico and came to a standstill. ack Trevor always felt afterwards that ‘ it was a blessed thing for him that he had been accustomed to big houses all his life; for assuredly had he not been so, the pala- . tial splendour of Trevor "all would have .been enough to take his breath away. It. . somewhat prosaic objects of interest, he has It seemed a long drive, but. when they: i but, to recall the fact thatthegrcafer part. of passed through a. pleasant little village, Jack I the action of “ The Merry Wives of Wind- ‘ ' ' . I ‘7 I F i i . ‘ V i . - mt “hilt 13 your “0"8 3 km“ “’afdhcd' Inn's” he m”’.”’g ‘lcr-l "m" l" ; sor” lay in this locality, that not far away the hall. ‘ Ihcnthey got out. intof to country Stood Haney, ()uk' and a “up, U, u“, an" road again, and after going about a quarter, “cs Dutch”, MUM]. * - -w-... Rest as 3. Medicine. A physician, writing of rest asn medicine, r recorrmnznds a short napin the middle of the Wkly, furthosc whocan take if, a beneficial j addition to the night‘s sleep. It divides the ’ workingtinm, givm the nervous system It ‘ fresh hold on life and enables oneto domorc l than make up for the time so occupied. A motion is gin-n against the indulgence in ‘toolonga sleep at such a time, under a. ’ worthy of disagreeable relaxation. There has been much d:scussion regardin ' tlrcaftcr- :dinncr nap, many believing it to x: injuri- lous,bnt it is, nevertheless, nuturaland wholc~ 3 how was it none of “3 noticed that you were i was all so big, so stately, with all thedignity 1 some. lnext to the title? “'hat have we been labour?” “ I have been about. nothingâ€"I never ‘ other. “ When did Hugh Trevor die 3" “ Onlv a few weeks ago." " And Lord Rosstrevor 2” of oak and armour and stained-glass. The hall was like a great banquetting-room, the {staircase in picture gallery andyon might. “ h '. Cosmo, Madame “'olenski is here. ; troubled my head about it, one way or the . have drive" 1,, COM-h and six up n, with ease |\ou'll come and see her won’t you 1‘" she and have fumed it on the great landing above, or at least, so the people who knew the place were in the habit of saying. Thcntherc were drawing-rooms and bou- i ____â€"-.â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"- l j Providence has so ordered it that of «I :wmncn only two have a right. to concern ‘ themselves with aman’n happinessâ€"dds own _mothcr and the mother of his children. jlieyond these two legitimate rplzrien of I ,affcction between the norm all the rest in “Died last night at lrevor IIalL Iam.(10ir3 galore, and several consennmflwiempty GXClwlllcllt, painful and fillll,|l.;lln as “ but Madame, he is not Mr. Trevor nowâ€" l Pray don't let her come in here, pray i going down there in the morning." he is Lord liosslrcvor since his cousin } died." "Sn," cried the other in astonishmentg “ then that was why he looked so disturbed f this evening? Ah i and well he might. well 3 he might. “'cll. will _v--rr brim: Lord linss- 2 ing." don't.“ away, feeling that really rejudiccs or his fears to carry ar. list-:vcr. she and Madame “'olenski went 2 been. tr-vnr then one day 2 I thought him clrarm~ ; down the sinus together and got into the honours of that. k )victoria which was waiting in the coun. ,worldly for that. him too dear Conni see,” she said. g dear girl. i opening one out ofanother and into the house . . _ She 83‘ for 30""3 j at various points, and the stables were many , " \ erv well," she answered, and went : minutes gently stroking th hand between and filled with capital cattle, although the! 3"“ “km {mm "n" u m" "f i“"""'“' Jack refused to have lunch but said that ind. She W38 {1" ‘00 “’1' he Would like to go to his room, and forth- . illusion. SUMUS (‘rrwm’rra rlicrrmven lthe lmne and he allowed his her own, then she‘ broke outw“.0h ! if my 13191,,” hm] "m, ridden {gummy a ye,“- and‘, briak it into pieces, mash three "radium- e had lived to see this do ' my “mom if eve,- mâ€"Uve more than “mile or “W‘ srzed potatoes, season with salt and a little how 0"°?l")'°}1 She woul‘ have in the sunniest hour of the day. ' Not that Connie ever cared for; . cayenne and mix well with the ~almon, form 'intrirrrtnjuettes, dip them into beaten egg and cracscr crumbs, and fry in a \‘er ' hot. But it won“ “MC been 3 with they took him up to a large and hand-l I“ garnish “'m‘ PEI-Thief and lcmon n ices. lip.