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WVVvVVVVV--~.V ( I i ' v OR, A [00K INTO THE PAST p-+~+a-+~+-+~-+~+--+~+~-+-+ +--+-+'--+'--+~-+~+~+~+~Jr-~+~ CHAPTER III.â€"(Cont’d) the dogs, who all knew her well, ~r . _ - and a tear rose to her eyes as she Lurse ‘VOltley “as dehghted to realized how great was the gift held :59 fife girl and Welcomed her out to her, and the difference in Mm 5" , , the lot she refused from the one Nancy debated m her own mlnd.she would call her own. Then, whether she should speak of the hem.ng footsteps) she rose to her Wonderffl Offer ’9th had been feet, and turned as the door opened made to her, and decided not to do {and some one came in, so . This some one, however, was not “Perhaps by to-morrow Dorothy will have forgotten all about it,”l she thought; “least said soonest mended.” There was a long letter from thei doctor to give them food for conâ€". versation, and they chatted on so: long that it chimed half-past five before Nancy imagined it was near- ly so late. “Take care of yourself, dearie,”; Nurse Wortley said. “Ah! Miss' Hamilton, my dear, you have won! golden laurels for yourself over this. Sir Humphrey Leicester, with his bluff, cheery manner, his man'e of white hair, and white beard, and his handsome, pleasant face, but a young man, tall, dark, with a pair of deep-gray eyes that attracted immediate attention. “I beg your pardon,” he said, drawing back. Nancy colored viv- idly, bowed very faintly, and pre- pared to go. ' “Pray do not let me intrude,” Derrick Darnley hastened to say. case. Ripstone does nothing but] “I have only sauntered in here from £59.11: about you; and as for Sir sheer idleness, while you, no doubt, Humphreyâ€"well he was riding have another and better reason for past here yesterday and he told me your Presence-n you were an angel.” “I wonder who she is,” he Nancy laughed, then kissed thought to himself. “Leicester did Nurse Wortley, and took her do. not tell me he had any guests here.” parture. It was just growing dusk} “I WiSh to Speak to Sir Humph- when she started on her long walk, my on business, certainly,” Nancy but she did not mind that, she was replied, coldly, after a moment’s afraid of nothing or of no one liv- Pause, “and, therefore, With your lng except Thomas Moss, and he Pel‘miSSion, I Will l‘emainon Was not likely to trouble her now.! So saying She turned to the fire She hurried on through the vilâ€" 'again, leaving Darnley staring at lage till she reached a small gate her graceful back and the loose coil that admitted her into the Hall of redâ€"brown hair that finished off grounds, and pushing this open, her dainty little head. She had not aSSed through. As she did so she had time to change into her nurse’s card two men’s voices speaking, dress, so there was no outward sign and stopped involuntarily to lis- to indicate Who She WILS- ben ; the next instant she was tremb- ling all over and blushing crimson to himself, “it’s very odd, but I with shame and mortification. icoul-cl declare I have met her someâ€" Just to her right hand were two Where before; yet she doesn’t know inen saunter-ing along ,slowly, and me.” smoking. ' ' “The whole thing is preposter- moment. bus!” one was saying, in a clear,l “Hello, Derry, my boy! sharp voice. “Leicester must be Nancy, child; so you two have made but of‘ his senses to entertain it friends already I see; come, that is for a second.”" igoodâ€"~very good.” “Or at least until he has discovul Darnley started as if he had been cred something more about thisshot. This girl was Nurse Hamil- nursing girl,” answered the other. ton, the nursing girl, the adventurâ€"l “By Jove!” the young man said more, am I right?” as she moved to leave the room he stopped her. “Tell me,” he said, quietly, “if you had not overheard my words to Merefield, would you have been inclined to accept .my uncle’s of- f$i1:2l} “I do not recognize your right to question, me,” the girl answered lfaughtily. 1“Because I feel that I was" both unjust and unwise,” the young man went on. “There is an old proverb that says, ‘never judge by appearâ€" aj‘nces,’ in which I have firmly be- licved up to now; but since I have lIrad the pleasure of seeing you jNancy Hamilton put up her hand. j“Please spare me the insult of flattery,” she replied, shortly. 3“On my honor, I mean no in- sult,” he replied, hotly. “And as a proof of that, I beg to add my woice to that of my uncle’s and my cousin’s, and ask you to reconsid- er your decision and stay here.” “Thanks, you are very kind.” gHe flinched at her sarcasm. 1“Will you not believe me?” he asked, slowly. ; “I really cannot see what it matâ€" ters whether I believe you of" not.” ,As she spoke she lifted her eyes to his face, and the blaze of the fire fell on them. ,In an instant he had recognized her. 3“Stop one moment,” he said, hurriedly. “I own I am a conceitâ€" ed fellow to imagine that you would care one way or the other, but will you answer me just one question, Miss Hamilton?” “‘If I can,” Nancy replied, inâ€" terested almost against herself. ,“I think I can pride myself on my knowledge of character, and so I venture to say that your nature 'i‘sone that would never forget a service rendered, however small. Am I right?” jNancy nodded her head. “Yes, with all my faults, I don’t lthink I number ingratitude among them,” she said, smiling faintly. . “And that if it were in your powâ€" er to return that service, however difiicult, you would do it? Once “Yes,” was the reply. “‘Then,” Darnley said, quickly, “I want you to do me a kindness in return for a slight service I was Sir Humphrey hustled in at this fortunate enough to render you one night, some time ago, when a cow- Ah! ardly rascal was endeavoring toâ€"â€"” .Nancy gave a little cry. 1“It was youâ€"you who helped me, then? Ah! how can I ever thank you l” 3 Her voice, full of gratitude, rang in his ears like heavenly music. He “But Dolly seems to have set her essâ€"â€"it was impossible. She looked isuddenly experienced a curious yet mind on it.” a- mere child. “The mind of a child! Why, she “I have not had the honor of an would tire of this Hamilton woman introduction to Miss Hamilton, in a week, Merefield. But that, Leicester,” he said, hurriedly, I Ifter all, is aside from the question. “and so, perhaps, you The thing is that Leicester must be “It is scarcely needed,” broke in made to see how wrong it would be to have a person of this stamp brought into his house as a daily, hourly companion for his daugh- ter. Good gracious! for aught we know, she may be one of a gang of thieves, or something worse! shall be very firm toâ€"night, andâ€"-â€"” And the tw0 young men paced slowly away into the dusk and sha- Nancy, clearly, fixing her magnifi- ldelightful sensation. : “You can best thank me by showâ€" ing that you forgive me for the unâ€" just suspicions I entertained against Miss Hamilton in consent- ing to become Sir Humphrey’s daughter and giving my pretty lit- cent blue eyes on him proudly, tle Cousin Dorothy the dearest “since it is not likely that Mr. wish of her heart." - Darnley and I shall ever renew our acquaintance; there is nothing in common between us; for aught he I knows about me, I may be one of a gang of thieves or, perhaps, worse.” I Darnley started as if he had dows, and Nancy heard no more. been shot; he recognized his own She was very pale as she rousedEWOI‘dS, and 1115 bl‘OWS Gontl‘acmd, herself and continued her walk to but before he could say anything the Hall., ‘Nancy had gone quietly on, and in “was I not right? How Well Iigentle and grateful terms had know the world!” she said, bitter- beSSEd lefive t0 l‘efllsc the Offer ly. “I am condemned already. made to her by Sir Humphrey and Well, perhaps it is for the best. It ;h18 daughtelf- Sir. Humphrey was would have broken my heart to 'mOl‘e .tlmn disappomtled, and urged have listened to such words after the gli‘l in every way‘he could to I had agreed to stay! Now my dc- reconsldel‘ this deCiSiOn. cision is taken. I shall refuse Doro- “My dal‘llilg will break her thy’s offer; and Mr. Darnley’s an- heart,” hOfiWd, in 34 tl‘OUbled way; noyance and anxiety about me shall ‘then; turning to the young man, be at rest,” ’ “Derry, won’t you try and persu- She found her patient very tired, 340 Miss Hamilton ’00 do as We and rather cross, and Nancy un- WISh?” ‘ derstood at once that something ~ M1‘- Darnley was silent while his had been said to vex hers But Miss [1111019 dld all in his Power 130 in- Lcicester made no remark, only ’duce the girl to throw aside her ob- sighcd with relief as she laid her lQC'DlOHS and gratify Dorothy and golden head on the pillow and drop- lllmSle- . ped into sleep, while Nancy sat in| “I cannot 811‘ Humphrey," the twilight by the fire, and tried to l Nancy said, OVCI‘ and OVGI‘ again} read her future in the blazing'“1 Cannot. Please let me thank coals. you for the kindness, the generos- She heard the young men return - it? WhiCh Prompts your Offer, but .to the house and go up to theirlthe suggestion you have both made rooms to dress for dinner; and see-,to me is an impossible one. I am ing that the invalid was not likely 'not your daughter’s equal; I am to want her for some time, she stole ; a Woman who must Work for her softly away, and went downstairs l living. and I do not fear to workâ€" to find Sir Humphrey. indeed, I would rather have to do She knew where to look for him, it than lead a life of luxurious de- in his cosy “den,” where the tro- pendenCG-” phy of many a. splendid run hung “Well, well, my dear, you know on the walls, and the dogs slumber- ! best, of course, but we will not de- ed and reigned monarchs of all thelcide this toâ€"niglit; sleep on it, chairs and cushions they could find. things always look different after a " Knocking, she entered quietly, good night’s sleep. What is it, and found the genial owner was Chadbrand?” not there, but her mind was made, And Sir Humphrey went out of up, and she determined to wait andithe room to speak to the butler. speak to him without delay. ! Left alone with this strange girl, She moved up to the fire, and ng. Darnley stood staring at her tneeling down, patted and caressed [until she grew uncomfortable, and , .i' . . Ifo‘iLif-"wa.§ . He stretched out his hand as he spoke, and Nancy put hers into it ' shyly. , “How do you know that you will not tire of your new acquaintance in a week 2” she said, rather tremu- lously. ‘ For answer his fingers closed over hers, and the compact was sealed in that mutual handclasp. (To be continued.) .4.__._...... OCEAN MIGHTY MONSTER. .â€" Wliat Sea Asks in the Way of ' Ships and Men. 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Householder Who Tried It Got Money’s Worth and Then Sonic. ice in a minute. “Where in thunder,” he said with pallid lips, as he felt all over the bed in frenzied hasteâ€"“where in thunder are them infernal bees?” And a large bumble, with a sting as pitiless as the finger of scorn, just then climbed up the inside of Mr. Middlerib’s nightgown, until it 'One day last summer Mr. Middle- rib reading in his favorite paper a paragraph stating that the sting of a bee is a sure cure for rheumatism d 'd. r . . eflle egrfgrigcfih:ififiv’figzléif” 'Mid_ And Mrs. Middlerib felt ashamed of her feeble screams when Mr. d erlb £01 3' hunted supply Of bees' Middlerib threw up both arms With FO' th - ' . Malsterefiifigjleggmawfgedonfo (:3: a howl that made both Windows ‘3 rattle, roared: ' cure several to wit six bees sex - ’ ’ ’ “Take him off! Oh, land of and age not specified; but Mr. M. _ V , . ,, did not tell his son what he wanted scold" someboc‘y take hlm Off! those bees for, and the boy went off ! THOUGHT HOUSE BE HITCHED got squarely between his shoulders, and then it felt for his marrow, and he said calmly, “Here is one of them.” ‘ the first person who said “bee” to him.‘ He confided his guilty secret to none of the family. He hid his bees in his bedroom, and as he look- ' ed at them just before putting them away be half wished the experi- ment was safely over. SLOWLY DISROBED. Bedtime at last and the night was warm and sultry. Under various false pi‘etences, Mr. Middlerib strolled about the house until everybody else was in bed, and then he sought his room. He turned the lamp down until its feeble ray shone as a death-light. Mr. Middlerib slowly disrobed~â€" very slowly. It is not an easy thing to do to pick one bee out of the bottleful with his fingers and not 'get into trouble. The first bce Mr. Middle~ rib got was a little brown honey bee that wouldn’ weigh half an ounce if you picked him up by the ears, but if'you lifted him by the on his mission with his head so full . - of astonishment that it fairly whirl- And “hen 3' little honey-bee be- ed. Evening brings all home, and the last rays of the declining sun fell upon Master Middlerib with a short wide-mouthed bottle "com- fortably populated with hot, ill- natured bees, and Mr. Middlerib and a dime. The dime and the bot- tle changed hands. PUT BOTTLE IN POCKET. Mr. Middlerib put the bottle in his coat pocket and went into the house,‘ eyeing everybody he met very susp1c10usly, as though he had made up his mind to sting to death gan tickling the sole of Mrs Middle- Srib’s foot, she so shriek-ed that the house was bewitchcd, and im- mediately went into spasms. The household were aroused by this time. Miss Middlerib and Master Middl-erib and the servants were pouring into the room, adding to the general confusion of howling at random and asking questions, while they gazed at the figure of a man a little on in years, arrayed in 'a long night shirt, pawing fiercely at the unattainable spot in the mid- dle of his back, while he danced an unnatural, weird, wicked-looking jig by the dim, religious light of the night lamp. And while he danced and howled, and while they gazed and shouted, a navyâ€" lue wasp that Master Middlerib had put in it: bottle for good i‘neasurcment and variety and to keep the menagerie stirred up,.id dried his legs and wings with a cor- ner of the sheet, and, after a pre- liminary circle or two around the bed to get up his motion and settle down to a working gait, he fired himself across the room, and to his dying day. Mr. Middlerib will alâ€" ways believo that one of the ser- vants mistook him for a burglar and shot him. No one, not even Mr. Middlerib himself, could doubt that he was, at least for the time, most thorâ€" oughly 'cured of rheumatism. But his boy could not have carried him- self more lightly or with greater . . , inanent, and Mr. Middlerib does hind leg would weigh as much as not like to talk about it. the last end of a bay mule. Mr. Middlerib could not repress a groan. “What’s the matter with you?” sleepin asked his wife. It was very hard for Mr. Middlerib to say he only felt hot, but he did it. He didn’t have to lie about it either. Bob Burdette. “if. LATE KING STILL UNBURIED. His Resting Place Has Not Yet Been Settled. The Marquise de Fontenoy writ He did feel very hot indeed, about 86 all over and 197 on the end of his thumb. He reversed the bee and pressed the warlike terminus of it firmly against the rheumatic knee. It didn’t hurt so badly as he though it would. It didn’t hurt at all. _ COULDN’T FIND BOTTLE. Then Mr. Middlerib remembered that when the honey bee stabs '3. human foe it generally leaves its harpoon in the wound, and the inâ€" valid knew that the only thing this bee had to sting with was doing its work at the end of his thumb. He reached his arm out from under the sheets and dropped this disabled atom of rheumatism liniment on the carpet. Then after a second of blank wonder, he began to feel around for the bottle, and he wish- ed he kncw what he did with it'. In the meantime strange things had been going on. When he caught hold of the first bee, Mr. | Middlerib, for reasons, drew it out with such haste that for the time he forgot all about the bottle and its remedial contents, and left it lying uncorked in the bed, between him- self and his innocent wife. In the darkness there had been a quiet but general emigration from tl-at bottle. The bees, their wings clog ged with the water Mr. Mi ldlerib had poured upon them to coal and tranquillize them, were crawling aimlessly about over the sheet While Mr. Middlerib was feeling around for it, his ears were sudden- ly thrilled, and his heart frozen by a wild, piercing scream from his his wife. . “Murder!” she screamed, inur- der. Oh, help me! Help! help !” (( ing to the New York Tribune says: “King Edward is still unburied, although he has been dead for near- ly nine months. His coflin still rests on a slab of stone before thd altar, in the centre of the royal vaults, beneath St. George’( Chapel, in Windsor . Castle. Neither King George nor Quee'i Alexandra has come to any de‘ cision as to the ultimate disposal of the body, and while on the one hand it is possible that the coffin may be left in the royal vault, it it still more probable that it may ls entombed in a granite or marble ’sarcophagus in the Albert Memor. ‘agility But the cure was not per- ial Chapel, where the Duke of Clarence and the Duke of Albany already rest. The royal vault beneath St. George’s Chapel is far from being a gloomy chamber. The walls are painted white, and the place is bril- ' liantly lighted by means of elcctri.:- ity, while by order of Queen Alex- andra, who is very High Church in her ideas, a lamp has been kept burning night and day before the altar ever since her consort’s body -was consigned to the vault. Edward VII., although he would have preferred to have been inter- red beside his little son, Prince Alexander, in the village churcli~ yard at Sandringhani, realized that his ultimate resting place would either be in the royal vault beneath St. George’s Chapel or in the ad- jacent Albert Memorial Chapel. -1... ‘4 dfiieiiés are quickly stops coudhs cures colrl' . the throat and funds. p s - v ?3.&‘c’:?.?“l -v- .st.’ â€" .M wleâ€"sâ€"N<WPI , 4,: “flu-"t; 4::wi