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e, Sheep and in any lever hurts Ih‘y recom- those who a never 05o L Fountain 'ld only by ied other! cal and :69: I! up 'Phono Limited. LTS LE ‘8 "I or the impression which every un- studied word would give. Many be blamrd. What is often called flirt- ing is but the give and take of so- da."- One person cannot always tell the moral position of the other, ing from appearm. The inqquaji- ty which there was between them. made it. on Gem-Q’s part, like .a child’s liking for a grown up person. When two people are together, one well versed in knowledge of the Form and of life: the other, ignor- ant of all save the feelings of one eager hart. their position must be "813' unequal. Georgy would speak and act sometimes in a. way that might have sex-med compromising to a woman of the world. only she never regarded herself of sufficient im- penance to. be compromised. Each word. each look of his, made an inâ€" delible imprmssion upon her: and yet :Ur ‘Erskine could not in all equity mgr-glasses: glasses which ministered not to vanity, for they distorted the face most painfully, and gave it a. grflish color. Now they rode with Mr. Lewis, and now took Walks alone; and when Georgy Went to the garden for flow- ers, Mr. Erskine asked with great innocence, "Might not. he go too?" They must Senainly hive been good company for, each other. judg- sed. So most of the morning they sat and talked in the old oak wainscoted room, till the sunshine, which first came in through the large east window, was shining full through the three small 801]”) ones acbrns oi the old-fashioned gilt. frames which surrounded tWo look- Whilst, Georgy and Mr. Erskine had each half-unconsciously begun the game that has sometimes been play- ed before. she sat by quite unéonâ€" scious. Her life was complete. and she never speculated upon that of others. In her own way she was a pleasant person to have staying in the house; for, simple. and devoid of malice. she was always ready to ad- mire other people's beauty and clev- erness. and those with Whom she never came in competition always liked her. and forgave her the good looks on *which she never prided her- self. Georgy and Mr. Erskin were far more thrown together than most people who are visiting at the. same house. They sat together through long mornings in the library, whilst 'Mr. Lewis Was-â€"I dou’t quite know where. Mr. Brskin made a Show 'of writing. and reading the newspaper : Georgy made a. Show of going to. busy herself most deeply upstairs. and always thought when she had been there for half an hour that a: most unconscionable time had clap-1 gentle intolerance. about her on that subject. which one often sees in those Who had known or seen noth- ing hardly beyond their own fortun- ate experiencv; theirs is the happiest lot: but they do not. always remem- her that it came to them, ' they did not find it. - CHAPTER Y. James Erskine was a lawyer: and the grass. trees, and quiet. of Mill- thorpe Grange would almost have sufficed to put him in a genial humor after the dust and glare of London. Perhaps it was because of his new- iound enjoyment of autumnal beau- ties that he stayed on so pertina- ciously at the old hall. Perhaps he «gnjoyed Mr. Lewis' society; he cer- tainly found a wondrous deal to say to him. and to apparently enjoy that crotchety. dull ans ways more: than most of his other friends did. Poor Mrs. Lewis was very suddenly indisposed, and did not appear down- stairs for nearly a fortnight; Mrs. Lawrence was most of the day with her. writing to Mr. Lawrence. or working for the children. She had -no natural lore of gossip; and her husband, housekeeping and babies absorbed her too much to leave her any leisure for speculating on the thoughts and actions of others. She was one of those women who are so thoroughly absorbed in matri- mony that they posse§, apart from that. no individuality. Kind soul. she had charity and forgiveness for every one. except women who had married without love. There. was a ed to give an end and aim to her whole being. She was glad to know that he was in the worldâ€"to think that she should sometimes see him: glad without any after thought. She did not lme him; there would have appeared a. degree of profanity and presumption in the thought : but she. never did think of it. She woke up once or twice in the night with her heart still beating and still happv as children are before a gn-at treat or some anticipated holida}. ‘ Mr. Lewis did not stand contra- diction at any time, and there was nothing, alas! in this proposition which could be denied. Presently the ladies were on their way upstairs. and Mr. Erskine had bowed to Geor- gy, leaving her with the impres: ion that he was more at a distance from her than when he hgd first said “How do you do?" She had ex- pected, as a matter of course. that he would shake hands with her. He had that uerfect self-possession which. with a. most good-natured gentle manner, can sometimes awe one into a distance again. after seeming to claim a. certain degree of intimacy, almost a right to it. Georgy went upstairs, quite oblivi- ous to the ladies and those dresses which had made her feel her own nothingness so intensely but a few hours before. She had no thought for the future that night ; her happi- ness had no connection with her outer life: the form of that was de- cided upon. and the thought of her marriage did not come before her more prominently, or weigh upon her more than usual. The conscious- ness that such a one as James Ers- kine existed was enough. and seem- HEB SEEUND LUVE STORY OF LOVE AND ADVENTURE Thursday, [sunny 315:, 1901. BY BERTHA M. CLAY. CHAPTER VI. 01 mc earm- 'Georg'y did not much relish the “Georgy: will 3’011 stay for the new arrivals of the next day; her Charades? “tete'a-tete was broken n- uron. “Thank you, I shall be obliged to I‘lhnst go now she said; he made no opposition, but bent down still a little nearer, and putting up a lock of her hair that. was loose, half laid his hand on her head for a moment, and then helped her to shut up the pianoforte. After this he made Mrs. Lewis ask her to play in the evenings, besides always reâ€" minding her of it himself. He would have done the same out. of kindness to any one who had appeared to him to be thrown at all in the back- ground. She waited now every night to be askedâ€"or told by him to play. Whatever he had hidden her do, she would haxe done it. "But do play some more now, if you are not tired; what. is that you have. just just finished ?" "Only my own fancy." “Can't, you fancy it over again?" She tried, but reality had dispel- led it. and the music only came stam- mering forth the second time; so she played soft music of Chopin’s, and then fragments of Beethoven; which should precede no other music, for nothing can express the calm of passion like his. She played her very best, and it began to grow dark; still he did not seem weary of listen- ing. and was leaning over the piano, with his face so full of intelligence and gentleness, very near hers. “It is not worth while to play, Mrs. Lawrence and Mrs. Lewis Sing 50 well: and then playing is never called for." There was a sense of mastery and possession somehow exprnssed in those low. quiet words. that. could not. have been felt better if he had called her by name. Only the inti- macy seemed all on his side. and she would have felt nearer to him if he had called her Georgy. tears fol! fast, and still she did not cease her playing; she was excited, and yet nothing startlvd her. It was only the fulfilment of her dream. when the folding-door was pushed open, and Mr. Erskine came out of the library. She knew his footstep without turning her head, and she stopped. “Do you keep your beautiful play- ing a, secret, dear lady?” he asked, and leaned over the pianofortc. rcruap.» lucnrgy never again played to herself as she did then: so many recollections of her childhood, which seemed to have returned 10 her like so many rmniniscenccs of fairyland, came brightly back. Then all the present, thv present of those few days, which was too beautiful to be told out in any fashionâ€"she was saying it through the music as best she could; dn-aming till her actual love was munwntarily lost in the contemplation of that love. Her tears fell fast, and still she did not cease her playing; she was excited, and yet nothing startled her. It was can write vases. and good ones. too. who would never again be capable of such it lapse from tho- ordinary conditions of their capacity. any more than '3. man who could not ride, could again takc tho leap which he did undor stress of circumstances. Perhaps: chrgy never again played to herself as she: did then: so mnnv Shv could play, and had a very great gift of musxc, though, to her mum's disappointment, who shonght that playing did not make a. show,' she had no voice. There are times when. for a short while. passion can supply the place of gcnius : people fgy. who had thought during the morning that three was a decidedlv bad number for society. wandered about alone in the afternoon all through the shrubberies where a warm wind was rustling among the stiff green hollies. Then she Went into the garden, whence she brought a. whol- hasketful of asters: they looked so gorgeous on that dull afâ€" ternoon. when nothing else bright was to be seen. After she had put them in the large thin-a. bowls on the 4 staircase, she “ent down alone in the drawing~room. So iho first days passed. and to- morrow. )lrs. Erskine. James“ mo- ther, Mrs. Lumsden, and a. con-o:h sponding complement, of gentlemen. would arrive to increase the party. Mrs. Lewis Was. downstairs again. and all the morning she engrossed Mr. Erskine: then in the afternoon he had been walking with Mr. Lewis. Mrs. Lawrence had driven to Eastham. that she might do some; shopping for the children: and floor-1 a. moment, but. “it was very good of him to talk to her a. little.” She made herself pleasant. too, to him: what. power. what, capacity, she had. was all poured out so genuinely be- fore him. It is not, often that we are our whole selves to any one: geither we take too much from them. and can only please them by a. hearty attempt at a. self-stereotype; timidity in ourselves, or want of sympathy from them. keep shack a 'part of our personality. A little more worldly wisdom. and Georgy might have made calculations as to what men liked in women. though be- fore she spoke. and been a. nice per- son. perhaps only not herself. to him whether she was engaged or not? and what need was there to mention such things to him?" so she never qrought herself to do it. The joy of the day was sufficient unto it- self; to like him was enough; that he should like her seriously. was an idea. which she never entertained for Mr. Erskine was totally ignorant of what Georgy really felt for him. She pleased him for the moment, and he was too incessantly occupied to measure to a nicety the effect which he produced upon ‘her. lad he known the work which he was doing, he would assuredly have. left it. undone. Say more, if any active kindness could have brightened the child’s life, she would have found it from him, had he vnown her wants. ‘ They talked on all subjects, ex- cepting that Georgy disliked making méntion of Grainthorpe; to have. been there was enough, without be ing condemned to talk about it. She told him many things, only never recurred to that somewhat prosiac actuality of her engagement; she sev- eral times thought of doing so, and once or twice an idea. of disloyalty seemed to attach itself to the omis- sion; but there was only a momen- tary reflection. “What mattered it would start back with astonishment were it revealed to them in whose lives they have made the deepest marks. ance, as well as for the great. ones of the earth." ‘ "Georgy, will you stay for the Charades?” "Mrs. Lumsvdcn is a clever little woman.” said Mrs. Lewis 10 Georâ€" gy, when they were alone together. "Clever!” exclaimed Georgy, openâ€" mg her eyes. “Well, don’t catch me up so se- verely with your lofty ideas; clever means everything. nowadaysâ€"on? never gives it, a. precise definitionâ€"- it docs for any sharp piece of assur- Was in confusion: moms, doorways and dresses were discussed. Z‘shs. Lumsckn took it for granted that she was to be heroine. and the others acquiesced in her expecta- tions. Mrs. Lmnsden was happy in the afternoon; she had proposed char- ades on a small scale; Mrs. Lewis apâ€" proved, and Mr. Lewis had adapted the suggestion. More young ladies were coming, and charadcs Would be a. capital amusement. ‘1‘)»: house It was of no use: she was hope-~ lessly stern, and bent upon making a. demonstration in favor of English decorum that, morning; so Mrs. Lumsden dropped the conversation. When she was gone, Mrs. Lewis and Georgy showered down a torrent of reproaches on Mrs. Erskine, who bore them very patiently, only say- ing, “that, she supposed old people were made to he laughed at.” can ask my son, Mr. Erskine, if you Wish it. He reads French, I beâ€" lieve." "But you will forgive poor Madc- Iine at last.” . “Poor who? I 3111 very deaf, my dear. I really do not, understand French books; the langixage has changed so now, that old people can hardly be said to understand it. You She had assumed what they callvd her demure face; and Mrs. Lewis and Georgy were laughing to themselves; “I don't know, I'mi sure." said Mrs. Erskine; "perhaps he may he reads a. good many French books." Mrs. Lumsden was a rattling wol drmad little woman, with a “low pink and white complexion: well- manmrcd well-bred, in tho. drawing- iroom for the first half hour. or wr- ‘haps evening, but of thoroughlv had 1sule in reulitx; she Was quick. and had entire «onlidenco in herself. say- ing whateuw first occurred to her. \Irs Erskine had rather a distaste for the little lady: and it Was amus- “You really should read Ju San- deau's Madeline;" Jim Erskine sure- ly has the bookâ€"he ought." The Whole party were lounging about in the drawing-r0011: after breakfast. and Mrs. Lumsden had rushed into an epitome 01' a French book, not, much adapted Ior the perusal of quiet English families. Mrs. Lewis was silent and Mrs. Erskine, for a. Wonder, had not. read it, but only heard of it: for there was no one more voracious than she was for novels. or who indulged more freely in French literature. although she OL'Casionally preached against it. ing to see her disappreciation, and then her Infect goodâ€"nature. She admired her spirit; though >110 said it was carrying it. off bravelyâ€" ”Whon you knew that. a person did not like you. to declare that they worshipped you." Georgy always contrived to be near the old lady: indeed. it was a Very pleasant neighborhood. she. was so witty and kindly. so warm- hearted and so unsophisticated: then Georgy made her talk. and she fell into the snare. and often talked about her own concerns. Georgy had never remembered that some ‘people in the world must, know Mr. 1Erskine intimately besides his mos ther: all the. people here know himfi and seemed to live o‘n strangely ob- livious of that privilege. bearing it very lightly. Mrs. Lumsden generâ€" ally spoke of him as Jim Erskine: she boldly affirmed that he admired her, and declared that he was a capital fellow. and that she doated on him: "indeed. he had two ines- timable qualities in a man. He would make a delightful lover and a perfett husband: so few had capacity enowh for both.” ~ had lived there many years with Mr. Erskine. but justice forbade her to lean: it to Mr. Erskine's son; and that was the true reason whv she no longer cared for the place. Be- sides, her daughters had thought it dull. and persuaded their mother tu go away from it: and now, that they were married. Mrs. Erskine had lost the habit of living there. After an unhappy first marriage, she wedded, when no longer young, Mr. Erskine. She worshipped her gentle and reserved husband. more yielding outwardly than herself, and never dreamt of trying to govern him; indeed. the people she loved. al- ways governed her, in spite of her .positive, decided manner, and com- manding air. Now that her husband was dead, more of her affections were given to James. than to the children of her first marriage. She could not. help it: they had only their own share of love, and her youngest son received both his and his father's. The house at Monkâ€" lands, not far off. was hers: but ex- cept when any of her children were with her, she was little in it. She never perhaps to be :‘tsmned. That Georgy should have llLed Mrs. l;'rs~ kine, had she been possessed of but half a. claimz’to liking, Lia-re “as no doubt; but to like her was not diffiâ€" cult; few could have «.ione otherwise, She was a. tall, striking. hands-Jule: old lady, rather.- masvruiine, in hl'l' abrupt, vehement manner. But she Was only so in outward manner; in her inner being. she was perfectly feminine. It was so difficult to de- fine why a. quiet, Well-mannered wo- man often strikes one after a little acquaintance as not. sufficiently feminine. To a. woman it is often more quickly discernable than to a man: not so much from a quicker :perception, ‘as that it is much less carefully veiled from her. Such a woman does not anect to be mascu- line in any way, and yet ore is an instinctive feeling that 'something feminine is wanting: and that want is perhaps the faculty of heartily looking up to any one person or thing greater than herself. Mrs. Erskine always had had this, and. had it still. THE WATGHMAI-WABDEB LINDSAY. GIT. first 01 The I blackm 1181' the place of housemaid, and she had been with her someways ever since,"’ This bible had been "a. present to James Erskine, from his suit-rt'unutt‘ 1father, on his departure to school for the first tin1e;' ’ so said the in- ’scription on the titleâ€"page. 5!. had :been thumbed a little, but, ~c'1 the iWhole. had been well preserved. How long had it been here, in ”.53 outâ€" ‘ofâ€"theway shelf? What a whole ‘childish history that book told: that present to a good boy! Then or now! He was something different then. There is nothing we look back to with such wistful yearning as the childhood of those we love: the days we have had no part in. and if we had, We should be, most likely. with- out, the longing love of ours. We are strange to those days: almost the 0111." Strange days of which we have 110 jealousy. I is a pretty dream to Sit and thini of. a very pleasant story to wring ven therlnost trivial nothings front the lips of some un- suspecting friend. who finds a pat- ient listener: even if the retrospect be sad there is no jealotlsv there. By and bv the housekeeper came a. talkative elderly woman, who wouldi C‘ntel‘tain Miss Sandon. and offered ‘0 Walk with her round the garden. She looked upon herself almost as .10th possessor of Monklands with Mrs. Erskine. “Her father had rent- “1 FOn farm for the mistress’ father: and her brother had it now. “hen 3-1301“: in bye, and had never tal-zm n I Situation. the mistress had otiereti; book or two, looked into a little portfolio containing a drawing of some cottages. with trees growing conveniently by, and a bridge which crossed a river just where a tree Was likewise growing: but this drawâ€" ing Was incomplete, the foliage of the tree being yet unfinished: sonie child had done it a long. long while ago. There was also a battered bat- tledore, and the skeletons of some shuttlecocks. In the bookcase was a medley of booksâ€"the refuse of the house. Odd volumes of sv-znons, and old English novels, that we. who have learnt the refinements of senti- ment at the feet of France and Ger- many, ignore. There was 1:11 manner of obsolete and useless literature. and on the lower shelf a thick, old ~Bible, bound in shining purple leath- er, which looked clumsy in this day of Church Services and Bibles, with their Clasps, crosses and embossed covers. 1 so," had they themSclvcs attvnded his funeral. The groom. who had come with Georgy, set 011‘ to find the aforesaid blacksmith. and Georgy. who began to explore the house. soon found books and dresses. The books were in a. little room that had once been a schoolroom. and in the closet there were still relics of children. Georgy turned over a torn i The pony had lost. a. Show. and. ifirst of all. that must be rnplun-d. 'The housomaid said “then- “'uS a ‘blacksufith. she supposed, in the {Wilma ' but she did not Seem to think either ponies or blacksmiths in her province. ”The \illage v. as two miles off, and there would be a blacksmith Lhore, she supposed." and presently, as she was perfectly aware of these two facts, she described his rqsidence. Her suppositions involv- ed no uncertainty; for in that part of the countrv, were vuu to ask any- bOdy if their nextâ€"door neighbor be déad, thgw would ans“ er 'I suppose but was now more like a few clear stony pools than a stream. At last 'leorgy arrived at the gate at Monk- lands. a rambling little house. with two flights of grey stone steps lead- ing up to the drawing-room winâ€" dows: which was neither on the ground floor. nor yet did they beâ€" long to the. first story. It Was not (3an to stop Mrs. Hoy's hr Mr. Erskine was set upon by Mrs. Lumsden, and begged to join in the acting; but he had not the. slightest 'inclination to be pressed into the service. Nobody submitted more humbly to being ordered about. if be pleased it, and nobody was some- times more gently impassable. "He Was old and worn out; could not act. and did not know how to act, and had never been able to learn anyâ€" thing by heart, and then, too. he must go in a couple of days.” ‘ Mrs. Lumsden, who had decided ‘that he should be hero, was vexed. and Mrs. Lewis laughed at. him. (is claring that his refusal assumed an air of fatuity~stilL he would not; and from the time that he privately declared to Georgy that, Mrs. Lumsâ€" den had assumed a. tone of genteel slang that was quite insufierable. Georgy's judgment of her became more knient. go home before the great day ; unt, is S'Oing away, and 80 Want me to be housekeeper Grainthorpe." my will Mr. Erskine; and he did it remark- ably well. w- * “y authorities to maintain zumâ€"ahgy find many living exposi- tions. Such conversation amused "We must go now," said Georgy. desparawly, at last: and they did go. packing; books and dresses in the dog-cart. They talked uontiuu'mal all the Way home, .liscvmiing manifold m‘nqralities and truths. which‘neod "Miss Sandor) will let me drive her home. and you can lead the pony." They did not go home immediately. for the rain was still an excuse: and they sat at the schoolroom window. whilst the leaves of the symmr- trees. Sli” green in that. shdlmv‘ place, and whose branches had 614“" out richly against, the blue sky. hall an huur ago, were dripping with the heavy rainodrops. They sat there till the rain had ceased. and then rambled about the garden till the sun began to set. Mr. Erskine having inc; invented many ingenious excuses for not, sfarting. ”Miss Sundon. you had really much better drive home with me: he is not. very sober; I really think you ought.” "Very well, " said Georgie, reckâ€" less-:15; “Eh a but the pony is all right. sir: and Miss Sandon is not such a bad one for riding.” "I hear enough of tnat at other times," she answered. demurely: and the luncheon proceeded. "Look how it is raining!" "Like as in summer." “Can you nor speak grannmer?" and they both burst out laughingâ€" those hearty, gay laughs at nothing which children give, and people when they are. in love. when they ;are happy. There must be some won- ‘drous spirit. surely. in that laugh- ter which a bystander cannot al- ways participate in: it. is not Clever: but did the most. inefl'able wittieisxn ever make you laugh so? I think not. They laughed a great deal that day: he talked the most, and she listened. hearing his talk and his d.*ep. hearty bursts of laughter. proâ€" voked by her solemn demure my torts. with almost unspeakable enâ€"i joyment. The groom did not return} till late in the afternoon. "Willie‘ Burn. the blacksmith. was away at‘ a wedding:” and when he had found the said Willie. "Willie had been god mg a drink, and would do no work that day:" so the groom was obligâ€" ed to find another smith, and on the road had probably refreshed himself! a little. Mr.Erskine bade him go and get some dinner. "The pony." he remarked, "was not safe for Miss Sandon: she had far better drive home in his dogâ€"cart." "Do we positively come here for the purpose of preaching sermons?” "Now you need not. bestow that equivocal approbation upon me." she answered, laughing. "I am very reasonable: I only wish to have my own way. which is but a trifle: and youâ€"you wish for the approbation of others, bcsides that, I should think." In time. a sort of tea-luncheon ar- rivod. and some Whiskey also. "You needn't look so disdain- fully." he said: “It is vory good. though you have never probably been uliowed to have any." "\‘ery likely." “Will you take some?" -“¥os.-'â€"' ‘ “Now. Wait, I will drink to you. lady, all mannvr of good and happi- ness. What do you Wish for most in life? I am sure that your «losirvs, whatou-r they may be, have a reso- lute quaimness of their own. "I will go and see.” Presently he returned with the news that “Mrs. Hay would give them some tea: unless. indeed. Miss Sandon would like whiskey better." "Sh-9 made faint offers. but I re- fused thmn. for I did not think that she svemcd ‘quite confident. about it." "Well. never mind: hasn't Mrs. Hoy gixon you something to eat?“ I really think that they are manu- facturing the iron as well as the shoe." you conw on?‘ ' "To get books and dresses for the charadcs. My pcmy lost a. shoe. and Tsed it, “she Was partial to Miss Sandon, who had pleased her." Georgy grow anxious ac: inst for the pony, but it had Lot arrived 3 e1; so she went; again into the house, and sat down in the M'hoomoom, made up a heap of books which ‘s‘hw' would carry. and tied no r. bundle of dressâ€" es which the s.:r\';r.':L “'15 1o takc. She heard ihe s-x-ps 1f the waxy on the gravel. but IICVII' looked up 1.:11i1 the door opened. I'.. .sas member the house-maid nor Mrs. 110'): “to dark- ened the entrance. but Mr. Erskine. Georgv'.‘ face brightened involun- tarily as she looked up at him. "You here, dear lady! What errand have She gave Georgy a nnsegay of China roses, mignom-tte. and what- ever flowers yet, renmined. pressed them on her, and would take no de- nial; for. as she would have expresâ€" sed it. “she Was partial to Miss "Deed I have. When I first know- ed the mistress, she Was Mistress Grey, and Miss Alice was a. baby. Mr. Grey was a kind gentleman. and I was partial to him, poor man; though he was not so canny alto- gether as Mr. Erskine. I Was at the mistress and Mr. Erskine's wedding. and a bonny bride she made. when I had finished the dressing of her. I was her maid. then: she was not a worldly-minded woman, and was well satisfied with my dressing, though I wasn't a London body." All her family were sacred in her eyes. She even felt it. her duty to speak well of Mr. Grey, he having been so nearly related to the mis- tress. "You have been a long time with Mrs. Erskine.” “We had a fine Show of greenhousw plants once, but now the mistress is so little at home. the expense is no good. The garden is a pretty one. though, and a large one. Mr. Char- les should come back from travelling. and settle down 119m and keep his mother company; it is lonesome for her here. now that, Miss Julia has got married.” tongue when it was once unloosed, and she continued to pour forth apologies for the unkcpt state of the garden. TO CURE A COLD IX ONE I“? Take Laxative Bromo Quint» Tab- lets. All druggistsrehmd arm ifit tails tows-e. 25c. Eitqm‘o signature is on each box. “Are you tired after yesterday‘s drive, Miss Sandon?" "Xot. at all." “I shall long remember our yester- day’s ramble and drive together." She looked at him, and they smiled into each other's eyes. Then they tram d to the house, talking oi, most l l . the weather. ix 1 morning was one of depart- ..‘.'\‘>;. Firs. Erskine was gmng to join her daughter: she looked up from a letter that she was writing- "Georgy, my dear, I hope I shall soon see you again: some day you must come and visit, me‘ in the south." ' “I should like that very much-" “Mind you write, andlell me if you are going to be, married, or if any- thing pleasant happens to 3m-" "Matrimony being pleasant, course?" 1935;“ and their i‘hole characérâ€"{s supposed to be well hit. 011’. Georgy was up early the next day, wandering about. the garden without her bonnet, and Mr. Erskine came _...‘- ‘- rpm at one time a heartless mystifita- tion. at another is but an amusing incident. When do we judge rightly? Certainly not. in the case of those whom we often proclaim to be heart- less; they are more expansive. and more fully endowed with the can.- city of pleasing othe , than most. of their neighbors. They have no great- er love of approbation than the rest of the world: but the effects of their pleasing are far more visible. Then, without consideration or reflection, they are frequently classed, in asun- mary way. as ”agreeable. but. heart- out n. m-uuyxua. Never but. this once could Mr. Ers- kine have been actually blamed for his conduct towards Georgy: and one drive, one afternoon spent at Honk- lande, was perhaps a .venial fault- We often blame the world, when it. is our own fault. What mav ammu- wwus by a m of laughing at Mr- Erskino's sedate philosophy. ‘ Mrs. Lewis had hardly ' Georgy and Mr. Erskine together, except during the last - , then nothing had struck her, but. now she Was startled, and reflected that. it was just as well that Georgy was going away next day, “Goodâ€"night, Georgy," said Mrs. Erskine, in a. sharp, good-natured way, you have enjoyed your day at. Monk- H‘UWaFS take never lose your one can get 1h] answer 9d,; and ( LOWS by a m Erskine's Matt: V ,,,r .v v... Alu'c‘ thing so Well: I think Georgy half smiled at this ance, and then she disappeared take ofl’ the habit. When the l were lighting their candles on staircase at bedtime, Georzv .'.~r A__ _,1 many <1 you. n umers 1n matter. ~”“70".t 3:0" afil'aJ'n‘P" Said 4 he haste possible, I , . Driving was decidedly much safer after the vio- 0 dark, too, been impracticable. ' ’ ever aft 8'01? bad ‘, -musc, ana as Mr. Erskine drove ov’r the against the shrubs Jar, to have returned to lights,”- ple and Millthorpe ’ . They were all at dinner when the missing guests arrived; there was no escaping upstairs, however. andthey Were greeted with laughing inquiries from Mr. Lewis, who ,appeu'ed at. the dinner-room doorâ€"as to what. ' they had been about" an ihad been? Mr. Erskine explam morning, and found Miss Sandor: there. How her pony had shoe. How all the the village were in “@1013 weddings: likewise the excit of the servant, which had, and he Pleasure of ‘ ..Oh (Continued next week) Lcr) “M81150 a it; is not n afterwards ' CO! 7 33-01: earlier-‘2’ ' glad you havâ€"e , and could mould :If instinctiwly to Whoe'yer "was eighbor for the time '; ’alculation. but 1311!. kindliness of Is not Sentiment. become a!- one of the fine arts? mscious ' â€"-\r vv u to drive Miss Sando my dear James." 3 take a. high ground, and ;e your Selfâ€"possession; then get through anything," he I; and Georgy- fitfirt'k’d Mrs- 7e had a. luncheon that iinners in itself, I m uuw ner pony had lost a. How 2111 the blacksmiths in Lge Were in liquor, and at. s: likewise the excited state ervant, which, unfortunateâ€" perfectly nine: and even when ,- Was shod how much safe:- 0 drix-r- 11:..- -- ‘ Ilse- that his mot 8. CCepted his View of -â€".J berm the Mr. Erskine together, : the last few days ; had struck her, but. now Jed, and reflected that. 5 well that Georgy was next day, “Cood-mght , 0"v jay, however, had ’ Prolonged; there to it: after all. It they reached the an ’ Granger and G -_. ”came nun: indeed 3 had wandered 03 to s that; he mav once have rtalked, realiy for the talking. This give am! I think 11} so a pony has lost"; 15 necessanlv unsafe - : mum you not ham es. 'I‘hvn they talking of, most one of departâ€" was gomg to she looked up re was writing- Sandon . Lewis ' being -’0"8'.V said, rclcd that. (to rm,“ 0‘” God-night ‘ '1 hope at. Mogk. nere Was no 8"- and they 'ng inquiries appeared at. not. assure avenue t0