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1!.“ “BA "8 2 n5\;'cr I er ‘ our pelll! ‘ ft green sod L love me 1 umber} d? i mkcr fl Even. I and the Ch e mm mm . .. g to Qua] lave we“? r I an - We must part ‘ his 5 love! me not!” an? Can «:11 I long to know. t pnces an - your P311“. m ilit‘f Ko- ’. y e rd in Boston Journal. 3" ""3" In: GVERS. . 1‘5”“ 3‘ :11: For Her pretty long cruise this time. be in need of many . {it i ' xenough 55“ u . . ‘ m“ boys wages Will I “0‘ ME" ~ .5! “I J ‘ chines than the when didn’t forget Nancy! I put .. 7’ ‘lar bills in an envelope, One - from me, and gavg I alongside . w the roan; chap for his mother. ls“ Bill. 1 think that on the next 3: ‘dress' the boy and let male of either one M while the other ‘tcnds’ him. _My chr it. he will make a good diver “:3 little practice. with such men as "lull I to teach him the business. .I‘mpeg you're right. mate. ’ answered ”«lg'xeday has a liking IOI' tlic and the widow don't object. the lad ' l as well Commence now as any . I'll take a walk up to the cottage 1mm! see what Nancy has to say it it. She may think it’s most too was a business for her only boy: Lor'. Toni. ain't you and I spent ‘our lives under water and are none worse for it now?" . ems; so. Bill. 'lly. a diver in his . .r. with a good 'tender’ at the sur- ..is just as safe as a parsou in his 53;, Yes. you'd better go and see nary," continued Torn reflectivcly. “and . stall: with her. And. say. mate. ifshe wants anything. so that we can .lt!0f her afore we go away again." ”All right. old man. m in store. If We do re max k semen... tell us.“ We’ll mg I i‘ill ks inthese m to IDS. mamas, 1‘ wemm ON any So long. Bil had just disappeared when the w.‘ of the schooner emerged from . cabin and approached the solitary fig- ondeck. ‘lil. Toni." he began jocosely: “count- tllestars or thinking over your past ‘ 7' “So. cap: you're wrong about the stars. Iliaren’t cast an eye aloft for the hill hour. but as for the past-yes, vaberinning to think over that a lit- lotten think over it. Sometimes .. pleased with the recollection. and « train. I wish it and been somebody that had g-lnc through what Bill and live and not Us." “Way. man. who: is it that you and «l mate have done that you dislike to ‘to mind? I've known yoti both for 1130 years. and. though I say it to » face. I never saw two squarer men sitraler in my whole life." 'Well. cap'n. I think we have done near what is right since yotl sailed Pimento. in: shortly afore you "‘ us there was something that .Li‘tl Whli'l‘. ll‘lfll Bill and I would 131W: are worth if it hadn’t. al- . I'm beginning to feel that it . have been for the best. as it 1. forth what little there was of 41 the characters of two men." "7% CiWflSS believed that there was '39 in Four histories which would fidte‘p interest. but one which you “lifltrto carefully guarded. Now. if ‘f‘f‘lls'fiin: too much. I beg that you 3% a confidant of me and accept £95102 a sailor that I will never re- ce secret." 11th Tom hesitated ere he began. v_\','-\ltllER, AUGUST 8th 1901. - \ With the oher pulled the picture from his pocket. but in doing so it was torn in two,_aud I only secured one-half. ‘At this instant out shlpnmtcs separated us and for the rest of that day'we avoided each other as much as possible. "On Monday morning, as we Were 'dressing’ ourse.vcs side by side. as usual ready to go down to work. I could bent: Bill muttering under his breath, and just as his ‘tender' was screwing on the face piece to his helmet I caught a most ma~ llgnant look upon his features. but he ut- tered no threats aloud. “My companion had scarcely reached thebottom ere I was in the water and rapidly descending. I had made up my mind to give Bill as wide a berth as pos- sible during the day and began my la- l’OI‘S. Strillping ad the copper from the wreck well aft, while he was amidsliips. ““e had been down perhaps half an hour and I was commencing to feel a little more at ease when all at once I heard a slight tapping on my copper bel- met. and a hand was placed upon my shoulder. I had been kneeling. but quick- ly rose to my feet and. turning. saw Bill standing before me. hilt his aspect sent a chill to my very heart. He was extend- ing toward me a knife. the bladt- of which he touched with one finger and then pointed to my weapon. which hung in its sheath at my belt. “I comprehended his meaning. It was a challenge to mortal combat. But what a place for such an encounter! I am ashamed to admit. however. that after the brief first instant of surprise I l: gun to feel an insane ‘desire to overcome and subdue my rival. even though it was in a struggle to the death. “So. dropping the short iron bar with which I had been previously working. I drew my knife in turn. On seeing this move Bill reached forth one hand and grasped mine. which he gave a convulâ€" sive pressure. and then waved me back to prepare for action. “Now began the battle. The thrusts. as you must know. were somewhat im- peded by the pressure of the water. but still they were given with sufficient force. if they had not been skillfully parricd. for any one of them to have proved fatal. In a little while we found ourselves locked. each with his left hand grasping the other's wrist. while the knives waved to and fro above our helmets. “Suddenly I began to lose my air and was horrified to see a small piece of the rubber hose drop down before my eyes. and I knew that Bill had severed the pipe. But still at that moment I remem- ber thinking that it must have been an accident. as Bill. even in his anger. would not take such a mean advantage over his adversary. “Suffocation quickly followed. but be- fore entirely losing consciousness I gave the signal to be drawn to the surface. and then I knew no more until I found myself lying upon the schooner’s deck. with helmet OR and my head resting on Bill's knee. wiping the blood and foam from my nostrils. He was ‘dressed’ just as he had been when going into the wa- ter. barring the removal of the glass ‘face piece’ in his headgear. . “When I opened my eyes and looked around, I saw him wave the rest of the chaps aside. and then be bent down un- til the cold copper of his helmet touched my check as he whispered: ‘Thank God. Tom. you’re safe. But don't. for the sake of our friendship. say a word of what's happened to our shipmntes. And.‘ oh. if you can forgive me yourself!’ “Forgive him? Why. bless him. I've loved him since that moment. And never from that day to this has the affair been spoken of to any one but ourselves.” “How was it that he cut your hose. willing to take your life. yet still did so much to bring you to?" asked the cap- tain incredulously. “Bill was quick tempered. and he was in an awful rage. He would not have hesitated to have thrust his knife into my heart, albeit he would have been sorry for it the next instant. but cutting the ‘pipe’ was an accident. and when he saw the terrible death with which I was threatened his anger'disappeared like the mists of morning before the gentle sea breeze. The boys told me that when I came to the surface I was in Bill‘s arms. and it was his own bands which unlocked the helmet from the ‘collar’ nd gave me air. They also told me that he would not stop to have his ‘weights’ unbuckled nor his ‘headpiece' removed. but just knelt down beside me. calling all the while for me to open my eyes. just as though I had been a brother.” “How about the young woman who was the cause of all this trouble? What i she asked. with a smile. TWO FRIENDS.' I honor him who needs must chop the atoll" Must pluck the root tip, murder beast and bird, Tllcn label with a very butclicr’s word The bleeding pieces. Though he build his throne 0n brittle stalks and hollow carcass bone. ‘ Still by a princely purpose is be stirred. .And such liis thirst for knowledge long deferred, Kind Nature counts him in among her own- Bul him I love the muse: make their are. Leading his feet wherever he may 8°» To spell the gentle magic of the air. 0f golden boughs and darkest brooks that flow. He has my heart, for perfect things and fair llc finds and leaves them fairer than they gm“ --Jolln Vance Cheney in Harper's Hagan“ Hâ€"oâ€"Hâ€"oâ€"omâ€"W 1 THE NOVELIST AND AN EPISODE It was a perfect Spring afternoon. and a little party of three, mounted on mules, wet-c plodding along the track that leads from Cape Spartel to Tangier. Gricrson. the novelist. allowed the reins to drop round his animal's neck and [‘1'0' cecdcd to roll a ryigarettc. By his side rode an upright. "elderly man with close Ct'nl‘llcd hair and a keen face, and the third member of the party. a yawn: girl of about 20. was some 50 yards ahead. "It has been a first class sort of day." observed the cider man. “Celia and I owe you a debt of gratitude for having looked after us this week in Tangier." "'l‘lle luck has been on my sidt‘." '9‘ turned Gricrson, with a laugh. “You see. I came. over here from Gibraltar as a cer- tain young pcrson's society was exercis- ing a depressing influence on me." "Did she bore you?” asked Ardcll. “The rcversc. She has charmed me more than any other girl for a longer pe- riod than I like to think. The point is that her parents insist on her having nothing to do with me, which at least shows they are not wanting in good sound common sense.” Ardcll laughed and gazed contempla- tivcly on the surrounding stretch of coun- try. “I could put in another month hcre well. but I'm afraid it would hardly suit Celia." he said. with a nod toward the trim figure riding in front of them. “Is she in a huge hurry to see Eng- land 1'" asked Grier-son. He knew a little of his companion‘s history. He was a wealthy Australian sheep farmer who had lately sold his run and determined on a visit to England. “Not so much that. but eagerness to meet the man.” The novelist opened his eyes. "Oil. is she in love too?” he said. with a sigh. “Yes: I had a young Englishman on the farm as manager. He was with us about five years. a decent sort of fellow. a gcntlclniln by birth. You meet a good many of that sort up and down the runs in the bush," said Ardcll. “Eventually he foil in love with Celia and asked my consent. I liked the chap and gave it. Then one day there came a letter telling him there had been a big snap in his famâ€" ily chain and that he had stcppedinto an estate and money in England." "I know.” nodded the novelist. “I've used him in a good many of my books. So he went. and you are following?” he added. with a smile. “Yes: he said he would return and fetch Celia when things were settled up a bit. But shortly after he had gone I suddenly took it into my head that I had done about enough work for one man’s life. so sold the farm and brought the girl away on this trip." Ardel laughed. “It’ll be somewhat of a surprise to him. You see. there wasn't time to write, so he doesn't know we're coming." l’rcscntly Grierson urged his mule into a gentle trot and succeeded in getting level with Celia. "I thought I‘d just like to congratulate you.” he began. A touch of color flew to the girl’s checks. and her eyes glistencd. She made a wonderfully pretty picture. he thought. "Are you interested in love affairs?" ”My dear young lady, I’ve been vainly trying to invent a new one ever since I first began to write!” lie exclaimed. Then his tone changed. “Now. please tell me all about him-is he as near perfection as a mere man can be?" "I don’t know about Archie being that.” she answered. with a laugh. “but he is the man I love. and nothing else matters much. does it?” but paused as he caught sight of a light £5111! tripping down the staircase. flipped the younger man’s arm and nod- ded. in her direction. Celia Ardenâ€"crossed the hall some three yards in front of them and entered a drawmg room without seeing them. door through which Celia had vanished. Gricrson. the farm old Mr. Ardcll sold out and dc- Cidcd to bring Celia to you. tlc girls is actually counting the hours her love and who in return”â€" -~~M n. novelist opened his mouth to speak, He The girlâ€"it was . He did not His eyes were fastened on the Trevor breathed heavily. speak. “Sufficient explanation, eh?” said “A month or so after you left They halted for a week here, and that dearest of lit- that will bring her to the man who stole Trevor winced. "Yes,” he broke in; “I’ve been an aw-' fill scoundrel. I hardly know how it Imps pmcd. I left her feeling she was all the world to me. Then. the new life in England. with money, troops of new friends, new facesâ€"‘1 somehow seemed to forget. and”â€"â€" he pauscdâ€" “I thought she might forget also!" he continued lamely. “I know it was playing it hor- ribly low down.” He looked up at Grier- son anxiously. “Do you think it will matter so very much to her?” “Oh. no!” retorted the novelist airily. ”She has only lavished on you every scrap of love she has to give, and finding you are not worth it. will only brcak llQl‘ heart. Bilt that’s a mere trifle and not worth considering. You will be able to marry Lady Constance and boost a wife with a title.” Young Trevor rose to his feet. was very willie. “\tht do you think you will do?” continued the novelist. “You see, if you happen to have actually proposed to Lady Constance”â€" “I haven‘t!” put shortly. A slight gleam came into Grierson’s eyes as he watched his companion. Suddenly Trevor swung round on him. “(loing to play the man?" said the nov« clist quictly. . Trevor nodded and walked sharply to- ward the door of the room in which the girl was. Grierson came after him at a run and laid a hand on his sleeve. “One moment. Archie!" he said rapid- ly. "Lady Constanceâ€"you thought her pretty. bright, intelligent. You had mon- cy. she a title. Head turned a little?" lie paused. “But it wasn‘t love. not love. Archie?” Trevor looked at him for a moment. and a ghost of a smile trembled on his lip. “No. not love.” he said decidedly. Then he opened the door and strode in. lrierson walked along the corridor to the billiard room in a thoughtful frame of mind. He glanced in and saw it was empty. A second or so afterward Lady Constance approached him. "All!" he exclaimed. “Come along in here! I want you to listen while I talk!" “I have been doing that off and on for some years." she said. with a smile. . “Yes: btlt this time I shall be very in- teresting. I can‘t remember anything I’ve so wanted to th1 you.” They seated themselves on a lounge. “Are you ready?” he began. Slic nodded. “Very well: listen to this: Archie Tre- vor will never have the exquisite honor of becoming your husband!” he said dra- inatically. He was watching her narrowly. He saw a slight touch of color pass over her cheeks. but there was a smiling look in the eyes still. [19 was satisfied. The bantering tone dropped from his voice. and he told the story to her quiet- ly. She listened intently and at the con- clusion indicated the direction of the drawing room with a little excited ges- turc. “And he is actually in there with her now?" she cried quickly. . “And she's just deliriously happy." he said. with a nod. He turned round to her. “Are you glad ?" “Yes." she answered softly. glad he played the man.” Grierson jumped up from his seat and stood in front of her. His face had lighted up again. and there was 3 humor- ous twinkle in his eyes. “Don’t you see?" he cried. “Now that you cannot marry the man your parents picked for you. obviously the only thing you can do is to marry the man you would choose for yourself.” “But I haven't chosen.” she protested. “Ah. but you would if you dared!” he exclaimed. “Just forget you’re a lady of title. forget the desirability of marrying a man of immense wealth. strike out a He in the other man “very 3 PHILOSOPHY. Stroke ye here an stroke ye there; Smooth the world an tak’ your case. There’s use use scratcllin o’ a match Till ye want to raise a bleeu. Stroke ye here an stroke ye there; Smooth the world an keep it quiet. Folk are like to Tabby’s tailâ€" Ye canna pu’ hcr backward by it. Stroke ye here an stroke ye there; It's better rubbiu straight than crookit. Gin ye want to catch a fish, Ye’ve got to hae the bait to hook it. Stroke ye here an stroke ye there; Folk will stan’ a deal 0’ strokin. A wee bit crumb that's swallowed wrang Gars ye do a deal 0' chokin. Stroke ye here an stroke ye there: Bide your chance an tak’ your grippit. The folk that pu' ag'in the thorns Are gaen to but: their gairmcnts rippit. --Cllarles Mcllvaine in Harper's Magazine. HIS DEAR ' LITTLE GIRL The Storé Who 000 00 of a Recreant Lover hanged His Mind. 60 That was what Terence Dawnay had always called her ever since they had met and loved each other. He was in Ireland now with his regiment, but he wrote very regularly to his dear little girl, and, though there was no question of any for- mal engagement between them. he had assured her that their understanding was as sacred a bond to him as any public betrothal, and of course she believcd him, for she was young and she loved him. She was thinking of him as she walked down the path to meet the postman. This was her letter day, and Irish letters al- ways came by the midday mail to the Devonshirc village where she lived within sight and sound of the moaning sea. It was late in June, and the summer wind tossed her pretty hair against the checks, which were soft and flushed like a peach. The postman was coming tip the hill. A smile crossed his weather- bcntcn face as he caught sight of the waiting figure. “Two letters, missy, this morning,” he said. as be sorted them from his bundle. “That’s all. miss.” Two letters! She went out on the clifi side with them. One was. of course. from Terence. How well she knew his dear. untidy writing! She smiled as she put it in her pocket. That must be kept as a bonne bouchc. The other one was in quite strange handwriting. and she tore it open. look- ing at its contents with bewilderment. A blank sheet of paper inclosing a small newspaper cutting met her eyes. \V'hat could it mean? The color faded from her cheeks. “We understand that an interesting en- gagement will be announced before the end of the summer, and we may safely offer our good wishes to the beauty of the year. Miss Sargcant. at the same time congratulating the gallant fiance on his luck. Mr. Dawnay is well known in Dublin. where his regiment is at present quartered.” The little bit of paper fell to the ground. Of course it was not true. It could not be true. Some one was trying to make mischief between them. That was all. \Vliy. he was hersâ€"he had been hers from the very first day that they had met! The newspaper did not know what it was talking about. She eyed the envelope with disgust. ”Who had done this thing? And who was Miss Sar- geant? Terence never mentioned her. She pulled his letter out of her pocket and opened it. reading it with a sudden chill which quenched the happiness in her pretty eyes. My Dear Little Girlâ€"I have hardly a moment for a letter. so I am afraid this will be very short, but there is so much to be done here just now, what with polo and goodness knows what else l besides, that I have enough to do to get. every- ! thing done in the day. I'm going down tomtay near Cork next week with some people mlled ‘ Sargeantâ€"jolly house and no end of gayeties. of course. I wish [here something had license-amb- ed out] I could have managed to run over to you. dear. but it is quite impossible. You see, there are our maneuvers coating on, and I must be within easy reach of headquarters. I don’t know that there is anything of interest to tell you. I have been thinking lately that it's a. bit. rough on you to be kept banging on for such an inter- minable timeâ€"not that I've altered, you know thatâ€"but. you see, things are not looking very bright for us, are they? It’s awfully late. I must. \‘ against the wall, but he turned a with a grim smile. He was not them to run away from trouble when he found himself face to face with it. He was no coward at least. Then, with an exclamation, be seized a letter which was stuck up on the manta!- shclf, possibly put there by his servul on the previous evening. It was a letter from his dear little girl after all! For a minute or two he liar-6:3 dared open it. Then he tore it open read its short contents with eager eyes. "I should have written to you beta” now, my dearestâ€"for you are always that â€"only I have been very ill and am only, now up on the sofa and can only writ. you these few lines to say that I love you, dear, I love you so much that I must do what seems to me the only thing left for me to do, and that is to give you your freedom. I don’t blame you, dear. I shall never think badly of you. A!- ways believe that I love you better than anything on earth. I sign myself for tho last time, Your Dear Little Girl.” Twice he read the little heartbroke- letter. A knock at his door awoke him from his miserable thoughts-with a start. “Eight. o’clock, sir." said his servant’: vOlce. “Meaning the little girl you left in Devonshirc?” she said, with a mocking smile. “Oh, I know all about her! Lord Carruthersâ€"you know him?â€"told me he knew her people.” “I don’t know what you mean,” he said hotly. “There is but one woman in the world for me, and she”â€" IIc broke off. A couple were passing their retreat. talking in light, laughing tones. “Rhoda Sargeant? Oh, she will end by marrying Carruthers. of course. She is only playing her usual little game with that nice boy. Dawnay. She might spar. such a youngster. That sort of woman has no mercy"â€" The voices trailed away into silence. “You heard that?" said Dawnay in hoarse accents. “But it is not true! It can’t be true that you have been playing with me all these weeks!” The woman looked at him for a mo- ment. Some good angel, a rare enough visitor to her, urged her to tell the truth for once. She did so with a curious feel- ing of pity. The boy was in such can- nest. “It is quite true.” Dawnay staggered to his feet. For a few terrible minutes he looked at her in silenceâ€"a silence which frightened her. “Then heaven help the man who love. you,” he said and turned and left her. Terence Dawnay sat in his quarters with his head buried in his arms. The cool dawn crept in through the window: on the motionless figure. For hours aft- er his return from the ball he had not moved. Presently he raised his head and looked about him with haggard eyes. He got up stiflly and drew a long breath. His infatuation was dead. He had called it love in his youthful ignorance, but the bewildering light of truth had dispelled that idea forever. What a fool he had been! He stood for a moment looking out on the still, gray morning and with a sudden flood of remorse remem- bered the letter to which there had heel no answerâ€"the letter which in a moment of his blind infatuation he had written to his dear little girl. He loved herâ€"- loved her. Dear heaven. had be thrown away the substance only to find himself striving to grasp a shadow?" "Come in. Stevcus!" he shouted as a sudden idea flashed upon him. “Put some things up in my bag. I may be away for a day or two. And just get my serge out. will you '3” He was still in his mess dress. but his man paid no attention to that. In a few minutes he was in his usual undress uni- form and striding over to the colonel’t quarters. Obtaining three days’ leave. he was able to catch the night mail from Kings- town to Holyhead. and the next after- noon saw his arrival at the little house where his dear little girl had struggled back to all the pain of life, which at present seemed shorn of all its gladness. He walked straight in. There was no one to be seen, and, opening the door gently. he stole into the room where his dear litle girl was lying looking out at the distant blue sea with such sad, tired eyes. She looked around as she heard the door shut, and a cry burst from her lips- a cry which brought Terence to her side. and the next minute he was down on his knees. holding her to his heart and kiss- ing the checks which had grown so thin and white. became of her?" inquired the captain with much interest. “Oh. Nancy? Pocr girl!" said Tom. “Why. she didn't care nothing for either stop. Good night, dear little girl. Ever yours, Trance. The sun was hidden by a thick cloud. the sea moaned on the rocks below. and a line for yourself and marry the man who has adored you for ten years. It will mean a bit of u tussle with the parents, but think how furious the fun will be.” ., all? ”it no" "\jr- 0 l." "“5941 but and I never said p :at happened that day we wouldn't *1 (i 4 ~ 3"‘43- 3'0. we have mutually kept “Absolutely nothing. But I wish your opinion was more universal,” be added. with a sigh. as he thought of the young “My sweet!" he cried. “Only tell ms that you forgive me! Oh, darling. I have been nearly mad since I wrote that letter l he. , _ . 10“ m" Silblcct. more because it fit.” . of us two fools. All the time we were person in the party he had left at Gi- . u wards taken. With- 1;;- 0.e,“lmp“““m‘t for “the" 0f us to thinking that we might prevail upon her braltar. She looked up at llllil doubtfully. . light wind ruflled the waves. It looked to you! 9Can you evcififorget me and take p ll be 5.110" lithe“d because, we were ashamed to cruise in our company she had agreed An idea seemed to strike him. for a “Yes: I'm serious in just One thing." like a change in the weather. But the It bflCk- You shall know all, dearest. . “or“! 1‘3""? What confounded he said plendingiy. girl did not notice the signs of change. Only tell me that you love me first. quick light came into his eyes. “Does Archie"â€"- he began. then paused. “By the way. I hardly like referring to him as Archie. It seems so horribly familiar. What is his other name?" “Trevorâ€"Archibald Errington Trevor.” “That is such a very stale story,” she whispered faintly. with a smile which told up the little-paper, which she had allow- him that the rates of Eden. had opened ed to flutter to the ground unheeded. No to him once awnâ€"Woman 8 Life. need to read it again. It.was imprinted l to sign articles with a young mate of an East Indiaman. So when we found that out we both of us took a job which lasted us about two years down in Key West. But when we got back we heard that Her eyes were fixed unseeingly on the let- Archie Trevor's voice was heard from . ter in her hand. She stooped and picked the other end of the hall. “Grictson!” he was crying. you. old chap!” The novelist turned excitedly to Lady .13.,“ made 0f ourselves. 1" fill y0u_ 2“ Bill and 3 wreck .7» 1)“ Yes. cap'n. It was way back in ’05. ‘ l were Working together t 11131: inside of Chesapeake “'99“ Cape Henry light and “I want apron Romp Nancy had been a bride. a mother and _ ”We had on? 1 . was then a widow. the poor chap whom she said. with a laugh. Constance. . . on her memory for all time. She wonder- on,” An Got 5”,“, . l . 9 (Own fmm new York she married having been lost at sea on “I’ve been trying to get alongside of “There! You can tell from his vmce ed what there was for her to do. Must A pugnacious looking young man with 7" Were it be renunciation? That was a question to be answered at once. and before she turned her steps homeward she had made her resolve. O O O O O 0 “Our dance, Miss Sargeant." The girl looked up. that he's happy. Think of the embar- rassment it would save you. tedious ex- planations. too.” he raced on. “And. be- sides, I'm not really poor! My last book was so utterly bad that it ran into 20 editions. and dramatized versions are be- ing played everywhereâ€"packed houses in red hair swayed from a strap in a crowd- ed Walnut street car the other evening and glared at a Chinaman who was for- tunate enough to occupy a seat. Three or four women were also standing. Tho red haired young man fixed his gaze so- verely upon the Chinaman, but the latter you for five minutes!" cried Mr. Ardell’s voice from behind. “Do, for goodness’ sake. rein in your thoroughbred for a moment. Celia!" The girl, with a laugh. turned round to him and waited. Grierson rode on and kept a little ahead of the others for the . 4.3"”?le Spruce young chaps in ”hang; 50W. it seemed. although nei- I‘kin lb knew it. that we were both hfdcflndcrable of the same girl- en aboard of a wrecking his very next voyage. “Then Bill and I hunted her up. and when we found her we adopted her for our sister. We came out here to Frisco. where business is better than on the At Inntic coast. and she came. too. and we've W .-hen one Sunday I Sorerhammw w hi . looked after her ever since.” , , , . t and Mi". .‘3' " jugs in the. fore “Her child? Did it live?” inquired the rest of the way. His face was unusually Scandinavia. last week. I in stupidly “Is it? No: I don’t want to dance. Do appeared unconscious of his surroundings. ,th little Ba)?” ”“9“ out “ picture captain interestedly. grave. and he seemed buried in thought. W311!" . . you mind if we sit it out?” . After .1 few minutes the young man .1 came ulone- that ld left up home- “Well. I reckon It did. Leastwise it They reached the town. and. wishing “Come along!" cried Archie’s vorce im- “Do 1 mind?" repeated Davrnaynntha tapped the Celestial upon the shoulder filler, says- E’HM'M. 100k“? 0"" my was alive a couple of hours ago when I to do someshopping. be separated from patiently. .. . look in his blue eyes which only amused and exclaimed: “See here. John. why . " lint there?" “10' Chum' Wm ha" saw it going over the rail yonder with a his companions. When at length he also “Can’t!" Grierson called back. With hi! the beautiful Miss Sargent. She had don’t you try to be an American citizen? ' ’ .?31,a3h0 . month's pay in its pocket to gladden a . arrived at thehotel. he caught sight of a eyes on the girl sitting on the lounge. seen that look so often that it made little Get up and ‘1". one of these ladies your lilo Diet“wiles. as could be. handing mother’s heart." replied the old diver. tall. good looking young man standing in Lady Constance slowly raised her head or no impression on her. Had she not sent." «Ange light.” responded the cu, . poor .‘Obemv‘wifvr‘ms the woman I with a quiet chuckle. the hall. He was chatting to a girl at andmet his implorlng gaze. She “fill danced and flirted through tome dozen “man, Immediately rising. ,5 labor lOSt “5mg ill , Y°tlr will." .9 some day.’ “What! Do you mean that Neddy- his side. Grierson save a stiff. then hm" smiling. and She “00d W91“ tumbling seasons and received more than her share One of the women sat down. and the. I eve Berger's 'ltomph. 5“ 3y? b? ‘3 he took the your ‘tender.’ is Nancy's boy?" viedtoward them. ' through his velns. , of attention? Of course Terence was a the pugnacious looking young man W v' e h“ fly flirt? And y “of" Thai.” Nam-V “That's just about the size of It. cap’n. “This is very absurd!" he exclaimed “What's the matter?" The voice was nice. dear boy, but as to anything else- his attention to ”vet.“ other m who :we Paris 0 ’ 37‘“: at the. Flanc‘ng.“p' l ““7 Bl" And he’s a boy that no woman need be as he shook: hands with the girl. "I left coming nearer.. , she laughed 1“ the mere “1”» She “'3‘ were seated, buried in their newspaper: I“ . “in“ a a mum mth his face as ashamed of either. and if his mother will ‘you‘to go on to Seville and Madrid,.not “I'in engaged.” said the novelist lacon- striving for a higher destiny than that. “There are some other American citizen . in this car.” he remarked audibly to no in spite of all the society rower-snarl their rumors. ) Dawnay looked at her misting”;- find: .5 to follow me here.” lcally.â€"Muinly About People. Lady Constance.r ' laughed. into which 12th. 5ka" 3°11 tons’l. Then. thrust- Bill has u . - . " .tho business .mnfh his?“ Into his when he hissed let the lad follow- , he's started-‘81“! that’s What . m- in particular. “who haven't the pr unit-<4; of a Chinaman.” One of tho . “tr: .he “invited teeth ‘\'0 Tom a d tâ€"I’ll “W . t rted b t f h “bl . , 7 - e - to the house to n on . en a . u at er was sotet‘l'l I On Death and. Burial. . , . _ [16 Oil ’3 “brig: never be your wife!’ fixafiy gear and ‘dress’ that within, anxious-.to get a. glimpse of Morocco that Be not ”new,“ after pomp at my In I 10" Chill? “'8me. a N‘m‘ft "5‘ g . ... “mg, “a m on the ”platform. '31 he?” “Trolls“! b23131” the “999 91“ five years there won't_ he‘s. diver on the at length we had to give inâ€"so here We burial nor use any expensive funeral cer- fan to uni!I fro. qudbilfieitred he‘hertlutfig-i “ hm. he was followed by "a other» have a spCCl g ad ’0“ may im - could "op hm" Pacific coast who will dip deeper or "'9' emony. oughly. e be ev a here was and the women eventually all new 8 x; 2mm and WWW t:‘rine. i was boiling work longer under water than the some She moved toward therstaircase: That man were better forgotten who lady of his dreams. do t ”‘u._Phn‘ddpm‘ Record. . Oil for life? deck and sat: ESIL 1-followed boy-u , _ . Mother was on - little upset With the had nothing of mu" moment to regig- gaze ytlm dug marek no :0? "2' spare 35C per gal- tr. ink. with linth hm dsittiug 0“ P "But Nancy?” ashes} the “pu‘“ crossrngr I ""é‘ut gomgto see ‘10:”: sh: ter his name by than a grave. g“; that.vi')a:anet m fault ,, e, gum an. o" flue. - “I’Dmach _ an 3 up to his “Will she never marry? . is gettingâ€"along. then Inwdl return. 8 Neither can 1 apprehend a tombstone u“ 0” I . -. IV In 3th, “Wide? Ihlln. and. touching “Hush, cap!" exclaimed the ante: in a said, with a little smiling nod of fare' to add so great a weight of glory to the Not one left, she said l:nrliflferently. .ngsn Geo!!! r 3; $3335QO n TOO‘S to; "turn 0:53:13; gently ” low '0“th :Ngat lili'fiagtligefiilh iii-e: "318mm watched b at e r turn (Iliad; as R doth 0‘ charge and trouble to ma: £331.21 Sashhmuithncoigenfzo meld :zlil highest: wa's suffering from a cold. 00 .d are. e ‘soun 9 '~ or , er satin :1 5 ‘ t e ivin . ' - ’ 1365' mien. up to are the expression has “my in our armor. Then perhaps .ed to the young man and. linking his ar_m Uuquicfiness im ortunes . living body the cool shadow and listen to her. One day the royal party were showing SC! feat “9 Was t" - a ' ' b‘ d ' r. p “And when do on 0 on leave?” the themselves to the people from ‘ NCO”. cs, flees. or“ we“ diatom-E10: Enlarge. , she might." wtt‘hl: this. rew him to an alcove 1 more than a ceremony can advantage one said lazily y g “W'hich is’ the prince? I must see the 63 Ruin t cit er ________._â€"-â€"â€"-â€"- wuc. - ere was a seat. . that is dead. , . ' . . miles H Q. can: ll k'now not which. A! to Charity- Ion know. it 3 really too bad of you :0 Death. if he may be guessed at by his "11mm," in said steadily, “entirely de- am: cried an cixncitetd’ 0.1; Ids-him. are of “fly girl: my on? arm a pauge. “I'm sorry to hear your late lamented 33'?“ fi‘égggl' way. 1119 Stud. rvprildfie. elder brother. 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