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Paulin'é l1~1d never been so happy in all the time of he 1' enjigcment as on this 111137.311 11:1 ()lixer 1.1.(1 said gOOd- niUht and gone over to\:bis sister’s, she in hu' 0.11 100m, in a loose white W1: Lpner, \xith 11121 101111 black hair tied with a ril 110:1 close too her head, and then allowed to hang down to her knee-s, leaned out of her window and listened to the soft sounds of the sum- mern ninth: \\ 1th that peaceful happmess people tea 1 after a danger has passed, a recovery from illness, a rescue from fire or drowning. She was so absorbed that. a very audible knock on her door was repeated before she answered it. V17 hen she did so, 7irginia entered. She too was in her wrapper; hers was of a pale pink, and her charming hair as wound into a tight little knot on the top of her head. Her face was pale, and she looked as tragic as if there was nothing enchanting in her appearance. a lmulache and keopmg to her room, Pauline read aloud to Oliver all the afternoon. and in the evening she playvd while he stood at her side, and Miss Gcoz'ginn and Virginia sat on the piazzt. They were busy at this when Pauline came back. She explained to her friend what she and Oliver had been doing, and what they Were .‘plaunmg, and Virginia looked at the photOgr‘aphs too, Oliver keeping his eyes on her, appar- ently unconsciously. She looked pale. for all that she made light of her indisposition, and presently ‘she moved to the other side of Pauline, so that Oliver could not look at her. When invited by Pauline to accompany them for a walk, she excused herself, saying that it would he more prudent for her to remain iii-doors, and during the afternomi Miss Georgina. said she had left word with her that she was taking a. nap, and did not wish to be disturbed. Virginia had come to stay a month ; it was the beginning of the second week since her arrival, and on the morning of that day Oliver, while wait- ing for Pauline to get ready for a. walk, had strayed down to the little garden by the brook; but he paused as he reached it, for he saw Virginia, a book thrown by her Side on the grass, sitting at the edge of the brook with her face buried in her hands, and her whole attitude expressive of profound grief. Presently she threw back her head and pressed her hands to her side, giving vent to a. faint moan, as if some torture Were wringing her soul. Oliver stood Still, and then turning, half ran, half stumfil'wl hack to the house. He threw hi'nrmif down on the sofa in the parim,for lick of strength to stand. The cold sweat stood upon his fore- head; anl he felt as if death were on him. So Pauline found him, and ran to him With a little cry, kneeling be- side hin and kissing his hands. She had been troubled in her mind far a day or two, and torn with doubts; now she forgot them all, and when in answer to her caress he opened his eyes, looking at her with unusual tenderness, and murmured, “ My poor darling! it was the sun; Iain better now,” she felt a glow of delir’ht and a deeper sense of security than she had ever known. They tock a drive instead of their wa k, and Virt‘ inia professing Us Pauline’s peaceful happiness deserted her. She felt a kind of prophecy of all that came after. In a moment her whoie feeling was one of yearning pity for Virginia. She put her arms up about her friend’s neck and said : “ How nice that you’ve come ! Let us sit down and have a good old time.” Virginia smiled in a lofty, absorbed way, and let her companion lead her to the window. “ It looks {pry lovely Pauline and her lover were looking through a little portfolio of scenes in Italy, and were planning a tour there in some indefinite future, when she was called ant-Ly to give some order to the gardener, and left him with the port folio open on his knees. At this moment Virginia. came into the room. “Ah I” he exuhiimed, unconsciously, jumping to his feet and scaetering the phozogrziphs right and left, “you are recovered.” He colored and stood looking at her. “Thank you, I am quite well,” she said, a. little coldly, not giving him her hind. “ It waé nothing: I_ should not have stayetlj in‘ Béd‘:~bufi~fo§Mis$ Georgina. 3 Let me help‘”you to'~ pick up the}: photograph‘s;" ' ’ " Pauline and Virginia. BY FRANCIS Dovismnen. 00min ucd from last week. It was fatal to qiiarrel with Miss Georgina, and Virginia. sulnnitted, and lay abed and thought 2!. gre 1: dual during chose two days, and to Pauline and Oliver the life see-11ml gone out of the house. “ W'e shall have each other all i9 011F323} 1:3 0-day,” they said ; but the clay dragged. The second day Pauimc \x‘us pztl‘i‘iculnl'ly devoted to her lover, and took a. long wall: with him, leaving Virginia to Miss Geor- gina’s care; but Oliver was moody. stairs. the third day Virginia came down- £55“: VA ’- am \‘N‘V w “ Are you mad “ No; very sane.” “Idiot I” cried the old lady, falling into a passion. “ Where do you expect to find another man like him (5" “I am not looking for one.” ‘ Pauline, you do not know what you do. Have you quarrelled P I will go and make ysvur peace with him.” “ We have not quarrelled.” “Good Lord l” cried the old lady, hysterically. “I always felt asort of prophecy that you would be an old maid.” “ What matter? What is love to a. man? A passion of a year; then he is as happy with any good woman as with any other. You do him no injustice to marry him. And what indeed makes you think he does not love 2” “ I cannot say.” “ Oh, I dare say not. All you say is so wise. Liszen to me. He is in luck to marry you, a good girl like you, and with my money. You wish to rob him of this 'l" “I should like you to leave it to him." “I will leave none of it to you if you are an old maid.” “I have never asked you for it, aunt.” “I do not wish to marry him. I do not think he loves me.” Pauline was glad of an uninterrupt- ed interview with her aunt, and she ft‘lt that the sooner it was over, the better, for she dreaded Miss Georgiua’s anger. She looked carelessly at the skirts while the elder lady explained tlwm at length. “It doesn’t matter, Aunt Georgina; I shn’nt need them soon. I had better tell you at once that I mean to break ofl‘ my engagement. “Your engagement to Oliver Stor- I‘OW u The Robeson fiery dark eyes werc flashing and gleaming in Miss Geor- gina’s elderly face. They confronted quite their match glowing and burning in Pauline’s young countenance; but 112:. cc was a (.Igvzi'y in the girl’s regard “The other half-dozen will be done next week, my dear.” “ If you are not busy,” she said to her meco, “ you might look at those skirts I have mad!) for you, before Oliver comes. I had them put in your room.” J “ He could not marry me, at any rate, if you did not exist, for I have no money, and he wuold be that wretched thing a professional man struggling with poverty. Pauline, you are mad. \Vhat you think is a dream. Let me go and leave you in peace.” Fauline, with sudden anger, said, “ And do you think I hold myself so clump that I would let him marry me for my money? and do you think that he would? Her anger fled the moment it was expressed. The two girls kissed each other, mingled their tears, sat with entwined arms looking out upon the night till it grew very late. Virginia. left early the next morning. Miss Georgina saw the two girls part xvi-.h embraces, and she was mystified, but she drew a breath of great relief. “ Don’t do that, Pauline ; he will tell you how mistaken you are to-morrow.” “I am not mistaken.” "‘ He has never given me the least- reason to think that he feels as you say, Pauline, and 1â€"” “Virginia, do not say that you do not love him. .I do not ask you to say that you do. It is for him to make you say that.” “ But he cannot,” 'said Virginia, standing up straight and tall against the window-casing. “I do not want him. I would not have him He is yours, and he (Toes and; must love you ".No ” 81?! *Paulin’q with a calmness that c‘bvered her excitement. “You? need not think that I believe that you have either of you said or even looked anvthing to each other, but that fate is on you It IS well that I know it now while there is time. Oliver Stor- row is as free from this moment as be- fore he knew me.” She slipped her turquoise ring from her finger and laid it on he r drerD asing table. Virginia‘s pullor became deathly. She said. in a. Strange, stifled voice, And you think thutI would meanly come and steal your lover away from you 2” “Only that, being what you, are, Virginia, he could not help but love you. \Vhy should a. man love me when he can love you 2” sorry to leave it.” “ To leave it‘, dear 3” “Yes, I am going home to morrow or next day. Don’t oppose me, my darling;it is better so. It is very difficult not to be in the way of two lovers. 1am glad to have seen you happy, and after you are married you will be glad some day to have me Visit you again. You have both been as sweet as possible to me, and I thank you.” Pauline had risen, and, with her hands dropped at her sides, was looking at her friend with pathetic, troubled eyes. Then she said, slowly : “I did not wholly understand it; then I thouwht I was mistaken; but I know it now. It isI who should go Olivei does not loxe me but you, andâ€"and you me better fitted for him.” 17 THE W'ATCH-MAN,» LINDSAâ€"Y, THURSDAY; FEBRUARY ‘27, [890. “ Even you !” cried Mrs. Bailey. “The egotism of men! You wish her to be broken-hearted.” “ Nothing of the kind.” “ Very well. Now that you’re angry you are probably in a more rational frame of mind. And Virginia, does she love you 2” ing. Perhaps you had Fetter see her again before you declare yourself to your siren.” “ You wish to humiliate me,” said Oli- vei', gloomily. “It is nothing to her to find that: I do not. love her.” “I have no grounds for thinking so: on the contraryâ€"” “ Give me your reasons.” “ She has one abroad.” ' “ Already g” “ I read iyt m the paper.” “ That-.13 "nod proof hat she doeyeme. ” You seem to be in love with two wo- men,”said Mrs. Bailey.trying to be sarcas- tic and light. “ I saw Pauline yesterday. She is not breaking her heart for you. She looked exalted. _I thought her charm- “And do you love Virginia? You have known her a week. I was there but once and didn’t notice you. Do you love her ?” I should be like this? And Paulineâ€" Oh, if you could see that letter! I reverence her. I could kneel before her now.” , Mrs. Bailey leaned back in her chair, and dropped her eyes in her lap, with her hands helplessly extended on the table. VII. Pauline’s letter, written that day, followed Oliver to New York, and was delivered to him the next morningâ€"a. gentle, tender missive, carrying :1 bene- diction in every 'word. He read it as devoted Catholics might read their prayers every night, but when he thought of Virginia. his brain wasinga. femientu He” bbecame lilfé one mad- denéd. Severalrdays ‘had passed, and while yet a: few days allotted to his holiday remained he thought that he must go to \Vashington only to try to see her once, and failing that, he would at least stand upon her door-step. He had determined- te do this, when one ev.ening picking up a. newspaper and reading idly, without receiving any im- pression, he began to read the notices of the steamers: there 11 as 11 list of the passengers 11 no had sailed that morn- ing on an Italian steamer for Genoa. 'He read on mechanicallyâ€"mnnes that he never hemd before, and should fmâ€" get in ten minutesâ€"till among them he found “Mr and Mrs. Sf1rl1v111 of \Vashinotonâ€" Miss Starling.” His heart stop: ed bent1ng.Hc nm e1 knew whethei he ll.'l(l taihted, only that he was next conscious that the light in the room was that of early morning, and that he felt cold and stifl‘and ill. I{hi-n his thoughts- began to gather themselves he wrote to Mrs. Bailey: Mr . Bailey, very much distressed, but: quite controlled, watched him for a moment, and then said : “Have you l.»real;fa:<ted? Have you a janitor in this building? Can he get. us some co'rl'tie and a heefsteak ?” And having elicited some sort of an answer to these questions, she refused to hear anything more until a. little breakfast was set before them in the sitting-room Then she was obliged to Open the conversa- tion again herself. She had taken off her bonnet and seemed playing the hostess. “ Well, Ollv, what happened?” “Pauline has broken” our engage- tent.” “What!” “She thinks that I no longer love her, butwbut Virginia.” Oliver went on: “She has written me :1 letter like an angel.” “I am like a madman about her. She is absorbing. It is an occupation to be with her. Is it not tenibie that bhe came 1n With an apprehensu'e “You have cast yourself from a safe 0 l l face. _ . :ship into a stormy sea. You are nnd. “Am you 1“: Olly ?" She bent. over 1 Go back while it is not too late.” hm‘ SOllC‘tOUSW- “Has something hap» ; He answered, bitterly, ‘ I have burned ptnod to you Since you came back '1’ ‘ my ships, since you will be so metaphor- He got. up and began to pace the ical, and they are no longer mine; and if room. “The whole thing' is horrible I” ‘ I MUST (11‘0“ 13, £110“ 1 "WSW, Mr ‘. Bailey, very much distressed, l Still she looked at theyicture and he at but quite controlled, watched him for 5110‘? PreSently he Sim-13 "Thu“? 18 a moment- and then said: “Have you " notliiin,r So Complicated as you. think. ’ 3 lour w )rtls do not blind me, and ll 18 not; weakfafted? I’iavc you a. Janitor 1n . from conceit, but because, as the hem; “”5 bmldmg? Can '1" get, us some knoweth its own bitterness, it knows its COfi'eO and a bCOfStf‘ilk .3” AUd having own love, and it knows that one being elicited some sort Of an answer to these . that is its own; and when a ll]:lll.'llld questions, she refused to hear anything woman stand as we (l‘u t_0~d.‘ly,' they are as more until a. little lireakfast was set 1 alone as Adam and luve‘were in Paradise, before them in the sitting-room Then I “"dfl"? ””1““ a [318": “'03:“? I? made. "3“1 tf’ she was obliwed to open the conversa- 700mm“ t-mms-L “’8 -“n 1nd“), 0mm PM- 7 A AD __ ~_ _ . 7 , ... sons or things is sacrilege. “I con't come to see you, and I know that you can’t leave home, but zfyou c’()l{/a’â€"-” He rang the bell and asked the: ianitor to maix this note, and then bring hzm some coffee. Having drank it, he lay them till the darkness came on, and till the light of the next day broke, and his sister knocked at his door. that made her look like the victor. She hadgrown up in the last twenty four. hours. ' ‘he intensity in her eyes was not for love of Oliver Storrow, but for the ideal of life. She felt exhilar ated.‘ She was strong enough to meet any fate. Miss Georgina. swept out of the room, banging the dew. Pzwl‘ine thoughi she would not- see Oliver; she would write to him. It would be easier tor himâ€" Just at that moment a servant knocked. Pauline ran to the door. “ Mr. Storrow is clown-stairs, miss.” “Say that I have a headache and am lying dos‘v‘nâ€"that I cannot come down- stairs now,” The servant returned'sbon with this note: “My darling} I am called to New York to-clay; I must see you.” He did not know that Virginia was gone. Plulincs hand t1 0111b azed :1. little as she mote: “I cannot come down. I will write to you. Good-by. Afi'ec- tionutely, Pauline.” She came in with an apprehensive ST. ST. Rev. C. S. Bretherton, Curdte. Ser: V ices at 8.00 and 10.30 A. M. and 7.00 P. M. Sabbath School at 3.30 P. M. Y. M. C. A., Rooms opposite new post oflice. Open daily from 9.00 A. M. to 10.00 P. M. Religious Meetings for goung men Sunday afternoons at 4.15 hart addresses. Good singing. Young ST. BAPTKST, Cambridge Streetâ€"Rev. W. K. Anderson Pastor. Services at 11.00 A. M. and “7.00 P. M. Prayer M eeting Sab- bath morning at 10.30 A. M. Sabbath School at 2.30 P. M. Young People’s Society of Christian Endeavor Monday at; 7.30 P. M. Prayer Meeting Wednes- day at 7.30 P. M.â€"â€"All seats free. She turned and lucked at; him full, as when they had first met. ; a superb color flooded her face. “ 1 am a woman,” she smd, “ and the sorrow of the world weighs heavilv n n me. m Lrling my own joy. Lead me into y our manly m, w world of light.” METHODIST, Queen Streetâ€"Rev. G. W. Dewey , Pastor. Sexvices at, 11.00 A. M. and 7.00 P. M. Sabbath School at. .130 P. M. Prayer Meeting Thuxsday at- 7.30 P. M. METHODI‘ST, Cambridge streetâ€"Rev. Dr. \\ illinms, Pastor. OSUI‘ vices at 11 A. I\I., and 7.00 1’ M. Sabb: uh School and Bible Class at; ’..30 Classes at 10 A. M. P1 .1) u‘ meeting, \Vednesday 368 1’ M Young People's Christian Endeavor Society, every F riday evening att " .3 She paused. Her cmupaniun m ule no ansWer. He seemed hardly to have taken in the sense Of her words. Presently she spoke again, with a. less steady Voice : “When one looks at this picture, any- thing seems possibleâ€"the smell of flowers, the coolness of water, the sweet vibration of stringed instruments, golJen sun-tilled air, the harboring green trees, and the grass that is soft and has no msping un- sympathy. 011 3 if all the world were like this, there woull be no fear. If there could he no evil spoken of oneâ€"if one could think no evil of one’s self 1” “ You will have an incentive to become famous. Excuse me for saying that I have never thought you enough in love with Pauline.” Mrs. Bailey rose a little languidly. “ Well, I came summoned like a. doctor, and I have given my pre- scription. I can do no more. I mean to spend the next three hours in sleeping on your sofa. there, for I have travelled all night, and my nerves are much shaken. Later I will lunch with you, and you shall put me in my train. which goes out at three.” In the Salon Carre in the Louvre a young girl stood before Giorgione’s im- mortal picture called “The Pastoral,” her eyes glowing with an expression that seemed half terror, half an exalted hap- piness. By her side stood a very carefully dressed young man with a pale and hag- gard countenance. He devoured the young girl with his eyes, in which there was but one simple lookâ€"that of the hunger of his soul. 'l‘hey had stood thus in silence for some minutes; then it was she who spoke, flashing her eyes into his, and dropping them back to the picture. .“To go after her by-and-by; not at oncefl’ “ And after all what have I to offer her? The lot of a. poor man’s wife." “ She told me,” said Oliver, “that it was :1 habit of theirs; that once on a. Mon- day her father said, “ Let us go to Holland on Wednesday,’ and they went; and once they went to Fiance, haviuu (luciiled their troiug ten hours before. It is their goino now atlmt 18 significant; and wh: it; is my plain course ”.1” Pauline. It was her own act. Icame away thinking; Virginia was there, but she hail left first. I meant to go back when she had gone, and hasten our wedding. Then came Pauline’s letter. I meant to marry. her." “ fou would have done a very wicked thing,” said Mrs. Balley, solemnly, even bitterly. She seemed to be thinking of her own Wrnngs. ~ “ What shall I do 1” “It seems to me that your course is plam.” “ I see nothing plain. Pauline throws me 01f; Virginia. runs away from me,” What did you say to her '3” “N othingâ€"-nothing. What do you take me for? I never meant to brealf with “ She could hardly fall into your arms hke ripe fruit. The suddenness of her gumg is the surprising thing. Father and mother too.” .4 . .4 . Chm.» tuna . n84 ANDREW’S (Presbyterian). William Street. Rev. Robert Johnston, B. A., Pastor. Services at. 11.00 A. M. and 7.00 P. M. Sabbath School at 3.00 P. M. P1 ayel Meeting Wednesday at8.001>. M. Youn Peoples Christian Circle Sabbath 01 mum at 10.15 PAUL’S (Church of England) Russell Streetâ€"Rev. C. H. Marsh, Rector. Ser- vices at 11.00 A. M. and 7.P00 M. Sabbath School at 2.30. Pray er Meet- ing Wednesday at 7. 30 P. M. MARY’S (Roman Catholic) Russel Street :Rev.‘_Vi§ar;Gen_eral Laurent, Pastor, men always welcome. ‘RoBert, Keri: ned_y,_ Prqsident; F. B. Utley, Gen- The Churches. TH E END. VIII. ALL KINDS OF PRINTING AT CITY PRICES. WATGHMAN, 50 GENTS PER. ANNUM. White Lead, Oil and Turpentine, Peerless Best Ma- chine Oil, Glass, Putty, Whiting, and Varnishes, Cultery, . _ Paris Green Pure and Warranted, Goods sold as Cheap as an other place in town. McDona d’S BIOCk' I. FGLEyg Cut Wrought Finishing N ails, Axes, Spades," Shovels, Forks, Herse Pekes, Chums, Chains, Scythes, Sinaths, Rakes and Handles, Tarboard, Dryboard and Felt Bullding Paper. PAENTS. 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Dated at Lindsay this lst dn 1 ary, 1890. Y C. L. COI‘LTECH. W. H. CLARK 1i. Witness, M. H. McLAlVSHI IX DR. CLARKE will be fw1u1d :7. office hours at his new office, «111 I} C (”r ner of Wellington and Cam‘ 1nd: s 013% Ingle Ryley' s P] 111111;r ,ffi‘x \211 1‘! IS. Dissolution of Partnership 1889 O l. 1' 2718-0? Stock of and ‘ between LCLARKE 3y mutual cor- and In 01 lowe, hells in 4' chat-acre: league. 4 on a com I see ton through when I ‘ (Sensa tij he has v nocence Beneath Plelades gnore de In some the lam malice panther‘ country like the I want t proximii of-the w ated by romance “ Charliq in the 1 concert Reptile. like thq of which ed. Thi time répt who has Welcmm grass H earth da Ye mod not iutt Ajalon, 3 like this a visit I casted ‘ must-u satanic which, I the p0» ark rel honor. Honor will li‘ wfll sm while I: the ve: for his water. a. mere goth-{ls ‘ y f keepél: gilded never visit OI