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Mr; Undoubtedly. “I wish you a happy and prosperous new year," said the soubrette. “Thank you,” replied the contoruonâ€" fist. “I am reasonably sure of making boil: ends meet." A latter of Principle. “Is you all gwine to hang up any mistletoe dis Christmas?" asked Mr. Erastus Pinkley. “Deed. I isn’," answered Mrs. Miami Brown. “I’ze got a little too much pride to advertise 1011 de ordinary cour- tesies dat a lady has a right to expect." Johnnie Ban 3 Head For Men. “Johnnie, what do you want me i buy you for Christmas?" # -â€"_ _-L., m- 010 Request. Mammaâ€"Now, what would you like best for a Christmas present? Willie-0h, I’d like to see the school- house burn down! May I'Iâ€"Phfladel- “The same as usual,” answered Mr; Bligglns sourly. “Twenty minutes of turkey and mince pie, and six weeks of pepsin.”â€"Washington Star. “Christmas is in the air," said Fosdick, looking out of the wind “Oh, that’s mostly soot you her husband explainedâ€"Detroit rfirh. 7 Oompah (calling elmâ€"Benny. come and tell your father where he. hid that drum he’s going to give you.â€" Sudden ”d Surprising. “What do you most desire for Christ- “Oh, George, this is so sudden!”- “Whâ€"what do you mean?" . “Why, of course, I want you!” One Who Knew. Mr. Oompah (Christmas eve)â€"Maria. I have forgotten where I put Ben’s __- n‘ n-_.__ Chicago Tribune. couldn’t Give Herself Array. Charley Easymanâ€"Well, Willie, your sister has given herself to me for a Christmas present What do you think or that? Winnieâ€"Huh! That’s what she done for Mr. Brown last Christmas, and he gave her back to herself before Easter. _ A man is thankful for small favors; but No. 12 slippers do not come under F1}â€" will not be necessary to tell the neighbors that you save your son I That 8nd Teddy Brown. 4| The wnrstest boy I ever see 1;, Is jes' that Teddy Brown; , He's Jes' as bad as he can be, - For one day he came down 3 ; To visit me awhile an' play An' said our pas an' mas J es’ give us things on Christmas day. An’ th’ ain't no Santy Claus. I hain’t go’n' play with Teddy Brown; I'd like to well as not. But he says Santy can’t come down A chimbly like we got. An' he says how would his sleigh :0 Last Christmas time. because There wasn't then a speck of snow? So th’ ain't no Banty Clan He's 1es' the wnrstest boy I sued That ever was. an' I nain't go'n’ to play with him. but jel’ Go on an' pass him by. Bo'd you c! you could hear him say That jes' our pas en’ mas Will give us things on Christmas dsy. An’ th' ain't no Santy Claus. ‘ Juan-ct Vincent in Womankind. "has the night before Christmas; In each little house Who children were waiting A: still as a mouse 1'0 hear the pufl.’ put! And the plsh, chug: and meal 02 good old St. Nicholu’ Automobile! Idler- Suts Claus. Unpoeuc. E: the air,” said Mrs. out of the window. an In: nan. about after Free “Well, it is pleasant. to know that there is one in the world who cares for me; and i! I do die like a. dog among my fellow-convicts, my last hour will be cheered by the thought," said the young man. “I! ever you see my mother, tell her I was grate- !ul for all she did for me; you need not tell her I was innocent. for she will know that. There is another, topâ€"" He paused, and his dark {ace flushed, and then grew paler than before. "Germaine, if there Is any message I can carry for you. you have only to command me." said the young lord. -_ _ - -I ‘ “No. It. is as We): she should not. know itâ€"bcttcr, perhaps," muttered the prisoner. “I mark you for your kindness, Villicrs; but. it will notbe necessary. ’ ' ‘ ' Y A- God, and mercy, and happiness ? All a mL'CkCl'y, and wag-so than a. mockery !" ‘M‘y poor mother I" “What have I done that I Ihonld 1005:: you. ’" she cried. “Whtt crime have I committed, that I should he Wtqghenmw1m know her '1" "0a, I forgot 23Well, she's called the gipsy Ketru and is queen of her tribe. It is something to be a queen's sonâ€"is it. not ?” he said. "Ketufa: did you say ?" repeats! II“! I “My dear fellow. I really do not know. All 1 do know is, that half an hour after, my father returned among the guests, looking much as it he had seen a ghost. I neVer saw ' And so they parted. Did either dream how strangely they were des- tined to meet again ? With his face shaded by his hand, the prisoner eat; when a. noise as of persons in alter- Cation met his ears. He raised his head to listen, and recognized the grufl voice of his jailer; then the sharp voice of a. woman; and lastly, the calm, clear tones of Lord Ernest Villiers. His words seemed to de- cide the matter; for the heaVy door swung back, the tall form of gipsy Ketura passed into the cell. “Mother !" The prisoner started to his feet, and with a. passionate cxy: “O my son ! my son !” he was clasped in the arms of his mother. “Thank Heaven, mother! that I see you again 2" “Heaveh !” she broke out, with passionate flex-canoes, “never men- tion it, again 1 What. in Heaven. and "7711 I thought Ihc could stoop to sue for me." exclaimed the youth, ”but no, my mother was too proud AL__ . DOW "71:5; iitikdnu wrung his hand in silence. “I! you like, I will try to discover her. and and her to you bolero “Then I will instantly go in search of her," said Lord Villiers. rising, “My dear Germaine. good- bye.” you I" life I" hot and send her to me baton I leave England. you would b. conferring the greatest favor on mo. There are things of which I wish to sped: to her, which I cannot revéal to any one elseâ€"not even to you." mg up. “You are very kind; but it is not in your power to do so," said the prisoner, quietly. "My mother is probably in Yetholm with her tribe. You don't need to be told. now, I am a gipsy: m interwting family history was pretty generally made known at my trial." Again he laughed that short, sarCastic laugh so sad to hear. "My dear fellow, I think none the worse 0! you {or that. Gipsy or Saxon, I cannot lorget you once saVed my life, and that you have for years been rny bat friend." LL. ._ ALA; you-" His voice choked, and he Ifopped. “My dear Villiers, you have. in- deed, proven yourself my friend," said the convict. “it you could see team, wins, I and can- cer, as as ho otches, pim- ples, constl don, sick headache, dyspepsia, _ d all disorders of the no ach, liver, kidneys, 130st an bloOd Q Burdock Blood Bigot: always docs its work thoroug y and com- Blctely, so page know that when .B.B. cures em they’re cured to stay cured. nymocrg BLOOD mnmzs Ger; Farewell, Ernwt. (’Continued from page 3.) ALL FOR LUVF th. simple fact flat I PERMANENT CVRES God bless darling 0! my old use! my sole earthly pride and hope! 0 Begin- nld ! would to God we had both died are we had liwd to neothildny !" "My poor motherâ€"my poor mothâ€" or i" said tho youth. with tears in his black eyes. "do not givo way to this wild grief. Who knows what the future may bring lorth 7” She made no reply; but out. with both arms clasped round her knowâ€" hot dry. burning. tenrless cyan glnrv ing beloro her on Yancy. "Do not despair, mother: we any yet meet. again. Who known 7" he said, musingly, otter n pause. She turned her red. inflamed aye- anla on him in voicelea inquiry. "Them or. such things a breaking chains and escaping. mother. And I, it it be in the power of man, I shall escapeâ€"I shnll return. and mmâ€".. - A - . “Eight years ago, mother," began the prisoner. “1 first entered Eton. Through your kindness, I was pro- vided with money enough to enable me to mix on toms of equality in all things with the highest of its high-born students. No one dreamed I was a gipsy, they would as soon have thought. of considering them- selves onc as me. 1 adopted the name of Reginald Germaine, and re- presented msell as the son of an exiled French count; and being by Nature gifted with a tolerable share of good looks, and any amount of cool assurance, I soon worked my way up above most. 0! my titled cpmpeers, and became ringleader and prime favorite with students and professors. In fencing, shooting, rid- ing, boxing, rowing, I was as much at. home as reading Virgil or trans- lating (hock. 11 it is any consola- tion to you, mother, to know what an cxcoulingly tainted son you have." he said. '1“! . blttar smile. “d! this will ho vcy consoling to yonâ€"m «patina: ss W sad Greek, and m 11:. flit «my mi- toid W 1:qu cs- M m to as I." w Idiom!” .5 Yb M's xwumw live to so. you," said the tipsy. in a. voice so deep, hollow. and unnat- ural that. it. named issuing from c tomb. “Nothing so desperau will ho to- quired, mother. The lens blood you have on your hands the better. Hy advice to you is, to return to Yet- houn, and wait. with patience for my “tum-for nturn I will, in spit. o! overythlngff 7 "We undqrstand each other, I think,” he said quietly. “You perâ€" ceive, mother, how utterly idle these mad throats and curm of yours are. They will eflect nothing but to have you imprisoned as a dangerous. lunaâ€" tic: and it. is necessary you should be tree to fulfill my Inst request." Another mood had come over the dark, fierce Womm. while he spoke. u“. -' u‘lw vv vâ€"â€" The demcniac look of passion that. had hitherto convulaed her face gave way he one of despairing sorrow. and stretching out her arms. she put sionstely cried: "Si-(Bu winâ€"you must. mother. I lave q. sacred trust to leave you. {or which you must live." he said. "A trust, my son ‘ ”Vlv. U“- -- 'â€" uâ€"v V“v---- “fly story '13 ; somewhat long one." he said, otter a pause, "but. I suppose it. is necessary I should tell you all. I thought never to ruveal it to any hum being; but I did not. dream than of ova being g convicted (glen. u I u now.” “You have only to name your wlshes, Reginald. Though I should luvs to wade through blood to tal- fill them. fear not." (â€"‘r _- 7 He ma awed hmZâ€"em her, that, raving maniacâ€"into calm. by the cold, :5me glitter of hisudu‘k eyes; v' "U 'f‘W- Her bloodshot ayes kindled fiercely With infindblo determination as he spoke, but. lhorlnid nothing: “Yes, submissiuc n lionâ€"{orgi‘ing M a t its youngâ€"forbcuring preparing to spring. v “Oh, I did 2 I did ! I grovelcd at his leet. I cried. I shrieked. I udjur- od him to pardon youâ€"and he re- {used ! I kissed the dust at his feet. and he replied by a cold refusal. But Woo to thee. Earl De Courcy !" she cried, bounding to her feet. “Woe to thee. and all thy house! for it vero safer to tamper with the lightning's chain than with the aroused Kctura " "flower, nothing is gained by working yourself up to such a. pitch of passion; you only beat. the air with your breath. I am calm." "Yes, calm as a volcano on the Verge ol’ eruption," she said, locking in his gleaming cya and icy smile. "An! I am submissive, {ox-bearing and knglvlng." A no I Be calm l" “Calm! With than than. 1â€"] will live for revenge. By-and- by you will kill yourself, and I will be hung {or his murder." "Poor mother I" said the youth sadly. “Try and bear up for my sake. Did you no Lord De Courcy toâ€"night 7" __ _- ' ‘7~7-_‘-‘A ”Harbor, did you stoop to one {or pardon for me toâ€"night ?" said the young man, while his brow contractâ€" ed with a. dark frown. â€" - n A ""315“; Hay Heaven's heaviest curses light on him I" unclaimed the woman, passionately; “ Oh I to think that he should hold my son's life in his hand, while I am here powerless to avert the blow! Hay God's vengeance light on him. here and hereafter !" , t, “WVCJ °-_-Vi the quiet, chillixig smile on his son 1 my only ‘one ! t1}. CHAPTER VI, as a crouching tiger robbed of * u a. serpent even those first moonlight-onâ€"Water uflelre that most young men rave about. Hy nature is not one of those that love lightly; but it was as reelstlcse. es impetuoue, a fierce and consuming as n volcano'e fire, when it came. mother, I did not love thnt beautiful child-women. Love ! Pshow ! that is e. cold word to expreee what I feltâ€"every moon- etruck youth pmtee about hie love. No; I adored, I worshiped, I idolized her. the remembrance of who I was, ot,who she weeâ€"all were no wells 0! each before the impetuoeity of thet firetrwxleumlng passion. The Ever- lye new-r dreamedâ€"nova". in the re- moteet degree. fanciedâ€"I. the son of an oxilml count, could dare to lift my eyes to one whom a prince of the blood-royal might have wed without etooping. They hed confidence in her, the proud daughter or e. proud rare. to think ehe would spurn me from her in contempt, did I dare to breathe my wild pueion. But how little. in their cool, deerâ€"heeded cal- vfihuow. did they dream that social poeitiou and worldly considerations were u e cobweb berrier More the {mutuality of first love! "For, mother, (““011 as I loVod her she loved me. No. not as I 10‘“! herâ€"1t was not in her nature to do that, but. with all the passionate arâ€" dor of a. first, strong passion. I hul long known I Was not indiflercnt to her; but when. one night, as I stood bonding over her as she sat, at the piano, and heard her statelv ladxu Mint whit-per to a friend that, in a ”I years, lier “lovely and accomâ€" plished nicco' would become the bride 01 Lord Mt Vfllien, only son of In] Do Courcy. all tint had hither- to W an Iron telling that low In Wm. I now ha- start. ‘uultunpdo'um, too. hardwd mummmm “I met my (ate there, motherâ€"the star of my destiny, that rose, for e {cw hriel, fleeting moments. and then set tor-ever for me. I was a hot- blooded. hot-heeded. hotter-hearted boy of nineteen, who followed the impulse or his own headstrong pu- eione wherever they choee to lend. without ever stopping to think. At Evetiy Bell I met the cousin of my {fiendâ€"one of the most perfectly beeutuul creeturee it he: ever been my lot to eee. Only {our-teen years 0! age. ehe we: so well grown, and no superbly proportioned. u to be. In looks, already e. women, and e women's heert ehe already posses- ed. Her new. mother. it is not ne- eeseery to tell now. Suffice it to eey. that neme wee one or the proud- est 0! England’s proud eons. and her hunily one o! the ht‘heet and nobl- est in the land. She wee et Everly Hell. spending her venetian, too, and deily we were thrown together. I had never loved Indore-never felt ,._ ...--.. -_,_, , Tho young man paused, and a. duk. earns-t shadow passed over his fin. face. When he qua resum- ed. his voice was low and less bit- "A1151 .0 secure in the diflemce be- tween us in rank, the Even-lye per- mitted their beautiful niece to ride, walk, dance. and drive with the guy. we]. Ion oi the exiled Count Germaine. Oh! those long. breezy. morning rides. oVer the sloping hills and wide luvne that eat-ironed the home 0! the Eveflys ! I can see her now, as, side. by side. we rode homo- wu‘dâ€"hcr Cheek flushed with health and happiness; her brilliant cycs. more glorious to me than all the stare in heaven; her bright, black hair flushing buck the radiant sun- light! 0!!! those enchanting even- ings, when. encircled by my arm, we kept time together to the delicious music of the voluptuous waltz. Then it was, there it was, that the gipsy youth Wooed and won the high-born daughter or a princely race. “For. mother. eVen as I lored her iflle dusky iorm crouching in the corner moved not. spoke not: b'ut: the inflamed eyes glared in the dark- ness like two red-hot coals. "Well, mother, I was boosting of my clevernsss when I interrupted milâ€"was I not ?” he said, aftc: a pause. during which he had been pac- ing. like a caged lion, up and down. "It is an exciting subject, you per- ceive, and ii I get a little incoher- ent at times you must only pass it over. and wait until I come to the point. That brie! «page! my stand- ing in the school was necessary, ni- ter all, as it will help to show the sort of estimation I was held in. When the vacations came. numberlesa were the invitations I received to accompany my fellow-students home. Having no home of my own to go to, I need hardly say those invita- tions were invariably accepted. How the good people who so lavishly be- stowed their hospitality upon me {eel now is a question not very hard to answer. I fancy I can see the look's of horror. amazement, and out- raged dignity that will fill some of those aristocratic mansions, when they learn that the dashing son and heir of the exiled Count Germaine, on whom they have condescended to smile so b'cnignly, is no other than the convicted gipsy thief." He laughed, but the grim. sha- dowy face in the corner was immovâ€" able as a figure in stone. 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