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I expectéd to seetheJ cart 1n fronrt of the ' cottage. “’hen I saw that it was not there. I had to invent an explanation, as in the case of Ho wler‘s silence. It had been put up under the rocks, and the horse turned into the stable. That was sensible enough: to suppose. It was just as unreasonable to imagine that the poor brute would be kept standing there in the driving sleet for no pun-rose. But, nevertheless, I cast my eyes I down to see if there was no track of wheels . on the ground. The snow wasunmarked. i ,. .DV__ ... . My ahxiety was terrible as I drew nearer ' should I have brought her here and taken her the house. There was no movement, no ‘ totheHermitage,wheuIknewforcertain that sound. The dog should have come to meet l the house has been shut up for the past six meor given tongue. The silence added to zweeks, if I had. intended to restore the lady the desolation of the place. It looks as if ‘ to the major. Go with me to the hermitage. the cottage was deserted. A childish feel- The lodge-keeper will tell you that we ingot~ mingled sorrow and fear agitated me. called there about five o’clock, and that we When I tried to call out and make my ap- were particularly anxious to learn where preach known, my voice died away inaud~ Major Cleveden was to be found, and quite i'oly on my quivering lips. distressed 1n finding that the lodge-keeper “ Hebe I" I cried at last, mastering the could give us no_1nforma.tiou. Now, why on fearful trembling of my heart. My vome learth should I give myself and the lady that croaked hoarsoly in my throat. unnecessary trouble (supposing my interests I'threw mySclf off the pony long before were inimical to yours), when I knew per- we were at the cottage, and ran on like a r fectly well all the tune where the major was madmah tothe door. Outside I stood, gto be found?" I threw myst off the pony long before, we were at the cottage, and ran on like a i madman to the door. Outside I stood listening with that irresolution which stays ' one’s ham: from breaking the seal of a "‘ Now in five minutes,” thought I," as soon as I pass those three boulders, I shall bear Howler.” But the boulders were panned, and the cottage roof was visible abm-e the brcwn heather, and yet I heard no sound. I made excuses for the dog’s si- ,IenCc, and put the peny to a faster pace. _ I could laugh now'a‘t Beeton, “but I" bore him no ill-will ; for bad he not been the unwilling instrument to prove beyond doubt that I need never again mistrust my wife "' For his own ends, and to justify the con~ viction on which he had staked that pro- fessional reputation by which he set so much value, he would have neglected no effort to induce Hebe to forsake me and rejoin the major. And he had failed. “'ell, I would pay him ten times more for his failure than ever he would have got out of me by succeeding. The unfortunate old rascal should have an annuity that he might live decently if he chose to ; that I resolved to do. To be sure, it was not yet certain that he had failed, but' every step onward made the probability greater, and by the time I had got half way ‘ nity. 1 av, .._- - .V vuwlnucu “1;;- 6 “ You hoodwinked me to serve your em- ployer Cleveden. I see it all now as clearly as the yokel when his purse is gone, you planked me there at Newton with a fool’s trust in my heart while you got her safely out of my reach. The confidence trickâ€" yes, that’s what it’s called. Tell me that she laughed when you told her that you had left me waiting there while she escaped.” Then breaking suddenly from this self-bau- tering tone,I said with menacing vehemence “Do you know that I could strangle you ' with one band ?” > S "I daresay you could; I daresay you . would if you believcd‘that I had deceived you,” he replied, trying to maintain an air of confidence as he edged toward the door. “ But you can’t believe that if you read the over the moor I could hardly find a linger- :paper I left for you to find. Granted that ing doubt. ‘ I amâ€"not a fool, should I take the trouble “ Now in five minutes,” thought I, “ as to tell you where to find me, and wait quiet- soon as I pass these three boulders, I shall 1y for you to come and strangle me ‘2” hear Howler.” But the boulders were passed, and the cottage roof was visible above the brown heather, and yet I heard I “ Why did you bring her here?” “You yourself told me to keep her out of your reach if I succeeded in getting her no sound. I made excuses for the dog’s si- away from the cottage. Your looks as fence, and put the pony to a faster pace. I expected to see the cart in front of the cottage. \Vhen I saw that it was not there. Ihad to invent an explanation, as in the case of Ho wler‘s silence. It had been put up under the rocks, and the horse turned lyou spoke impressed the caution on my ' mind. You would have murdered her if I had brought her to you, and I have too great a respect for the interest of my clients to permit them to fall into errors of that kind.” CHAPTER XLVII. THE moor. the §ourney before. “How long will it take one to get across to the cottage and back again ‘3” asked the old man, pulling on his gloves. “ Four hours is the actual journey,” I replied. “ Then you may expect to see me shortly after two. In the meantime you can settle ‘ what you intend to do with your wife. 1 When she finds l have led her into a trap instead of letting her out of one, there’ll be a row. ” “ I shall know how to silence her.” ‘5 You say that she does not know that you are here? Don’t know the road, nor the driver there '2” I ran to the inn for the pony, brushing the tears that continued to flow, despite mysel‘, from my face as I went. Then coming back to the road, I dared hardly turn my eyes over the moor for fear of see ingthe cart, it being yet barely time for Beeton’s return. But when I found that my fears were not confirmed, and that ris- ing in my saddle I could see no moving thing anywhere, my heart again leaped up in exnltation. and joy thrilled my bmly: ‘1‘ n I As the hour drew near for her to come I shivered in every limb with emotion. When I the church clock chimed one half hour past one, I ceased my monotonous march, and strained my eyes upon the point where the out should reappear,aml then stood motion- ess, waiting for the sound of the clock like : a man on the scaffold listening for the cry of reprieve. For if she did not come within I the time prescribed the Beeton, I might . hope, yes 1 might fairly hope that his per- , snasions had failed to shake my wife’s fidelity. At last the clock struck two,and, _ as if my hopes were already confirmed, I ! shouted out with joy while the tears start- ing into my eyes blurred out everything from my sight. I Beeton had told me to prepare means for carrying my wife away in safety, but there was no need for that. If she returned with him we must finish here. We could go no further. I had no notion what I should say to her ; what I should do with her. It would be soon enough to decide upon action when the time came to act. The shorter the I struggle, the quicker the end, the better for both of us. spair; now in a delirium of hope; at one moment I was tempted to throw myself under a passing waggon for having doubted the sincerity of Hebe's love ; the next 1 had the will to fling her to the earth and crush the life out of her ; and between those seizures of conflicting passions my brain, ex- hausted by the 'past paroxysm, sank into a. state of apathy in which the most trivial things occupied my thoughts; the drifting of a few snowflakes in the windâ€"a. cat‘ prowling stealthily round a rick upon some ‘ sparrows. I could not reasonâ€"could not 1 class my ideas consecutively ; I could walk i a hundred yards in one direction, a. hundred 1 yards in the other, and watch the moor, but nothing else steadfastly. What else was there to do? “If I should be mistaken,” he said, turn- ing round as the cart moved: “ if I am not back by two, you Will come on and find me.” For four terrible hours I walked to and fro along the road shrting the moor in a. state of mind which I dare not attempt to analyse. Now I was in a._frcnzy of de- He stepped up nimbly. His manner, even more forcibly than his words, bore evidence that be entertained no shadow of a. doubt about obtaining this fresh proof of Hebe’s infidelity. V “Oh yes; that-’3 feckoned. I’ve allowed five minutes.” _ ‘WVaiL” said I: “ Yod have made no allowance for the time it will take you to peypgfzde her _to play rpe false}: . “ Then there’ll be no difficulty about bringing her here a. lit... le after two,” he said preparingg t_.o get} u_p into the cart. . u-â€" “Nc.” BEYOND RECALL. “ I have sufficient faith in your common . sense to hope that I shall make you believe ithatâ€"when you are cool. To begin with, ' should I have brought her here and taken her i to the Herrpitage,when I knew x‘orcertain that He gave me _a. few moments to digest this, and then contmuedâ€" “ You will make me believe that you’re not playing a. double gameâ€"that you didn’t bring her here in the interest, of your ‘client Cleveden‘?” “ You. hoodwinked me to serve your em- ployer Cleveden. I see it all now as clearly as the yokel when his purse is gone, you planked me there at Newton with a fool’s trust in my heart while you got her safely out of my reach. The confidence trickâ€" yes, that’s what it‘s called. Tell me that she laughed when you told her that you had left me waiting there while she escaped.” Then breaking suddenly from this self-ban- tering tone,I said with menacing vellcmence “Do you know that I could strangle you with one hand ?” > - “ A fool !” I repeated, angrily, clutching the glass and half-minded to dash it into his smiling face. “ Better men than I have been deceived by the seeming innocence of a. pretty woman ; but the silliest clown Would have more sense than to be taken in by you, a. needy trickster, whose very look- should warn one to mistrust you. Only an idiot would fall into such a. trapâ€"the confi- dence trick, you call it, don't you '3” H Ill-.011," :1" T "\“hb «9.1- -_-__ L- ,, 1 o O- “ Really; git, I musfask beu to éxplain,” he said, with an absurd air of oflended dig- -‘__ “Simple, my friefld, simple!” said the old man in a. tone of expostulation as I drained the glass. “ You were right,” said I, emptying the teapot into a glass that stood on the table. “ Time doesn’t change our disposition ; she’s what she was eleven years ago, and so am I. Once a. fool always a fool.” tage ‘3” “ Because Major Cleveden is no longer there. ” , I looked steadily at that seedy, cunning old man for aminute or so in silence without: disconcerting him ; only ~when I xburst: out laughing he looked uneasy. It must have been a. hideous noise, for my parched throat. was contracted as if a. rope were drawn tight; about it. l'REPARINC FOP. THE END. It was pitch dark when I left the moor and urged on my lame pony to Torquay. I found Beeton at the Bell eating. It seemed as if nothing could satisfy his hunger. “ Where is she ‘3" I gasped. “Gone 2” “ Where ‘3” He shrugged his shoulders. “ All I can tell \\ ith respect to her present movement is that she left here by the up train ”â€"glancine at the timepiece-“thirty- five minutes 3 nee.” “ Why did she not go back to the Hermi- “ We are going to 'l‘orquay. You find me there at the Bell. As I turned away to go out and seek her body, and strode towards the outer door, my eye fell on a piece of paper that lay on the table. Could it be a message left there for me ‘3 It was. ‘Vrittcn with a. pencil in large characters were these words :â€" Just in front of me was my bedstead. The drawer beneath it was pulled out. The lock had been burst ; it bung inward by one screw. The drawer itself was empty. My clothing was scattered about upon the floor. Everything was there except my box that contained my wife’s jewels and my money. I had told her only the night before where I kept her jewels. Another explanation offered itself, and I seized upon it as if it‘ were the inspiration of Heaven. Becton had murdered her for the sake of the money, I prayed it; might be even that. Anything so that I might. love her still, and die loving her. Strangely enough at the moment when I had this damning evidence before me, I recoiled from the belief in her guilt. The hopes she had caused to spring up in my heart could not all die at once. I wentâ€"down, hoping I know not whatâ€" thab I should find her dead somewhereâ€" anything rather than the confirmation of a. more dread fear. 7 “Good God 1” I cried, half aloud, “is it pos§ible that. she, the woman who lay agamst my breast. last night, is base enough for this?” TBen, seized with one last, mad hope, I ran up the stairs into her r0)m. It was empty ! One of the drawers was open. The silence appalled ime. My ears cracked as I listened for the regly that never came. “ Hebe!” I called, my heart breaking with despair. “ Hebeâ€"my wife !â€"I have come home. ' Kit Wyndham, your hus- bandl“, letter which' 18 known to contain tidings of death. I opened the door at last. The fire was out. That was all 1 saw. CHAPTER X LVlII. BEETON. ” will “ Ajaccio, Corsica. You have more than enough to take us there.” “ Corsica ! Is that where she is gone ‘3” “That is where she will go when she “ Where shall I have the money sent '3” He considered a. moment, and then re- Pli‘édAâ€"A “GiGe me a sheet of paper and I will write for more. ” He fetched the writing materials with alacrity. “ It is quite possible,” he said, unabashed by the charge ; “professional etiquette does not oblige a man to make a. fool of him- self.” W, “ How much do you want‘m Speak out.” “ Shall we say one hundred guineasâ€"or” â€"he checked himself abruptly in suggesting an abatement, as I drew out the pocket book in which I had some notes ; I had two of ten pounds enoh and one of five. 7“ OLIIétWiSe, you would have gather out of my way altogether, instead of betraying her into my hands.” “ STIe a‘iso intimated however, incidental- ly, that you had other r93_o_urces.” I bowed my.hca.d, feeling as if my wife’s shame were mule. ‘ ‘She told you that I” I muttered in won- dering regret: “ This is very considerate and nice. But unfortunately, my dear sir, you were weak enough to tell your wife where you kept her jewe’s and your money; and as you perhaps observed, she did not forget the fact; in the hurg‘y o_f parting.” “Yes ; I will pay you that way the mo- ment 1 see her. “Therefore, the system of payment for services might be attended with inconven- iences, besides feasibly lengthening the proceedings. Now payment by resultâ€"a. lump_ sum _downâ€"’ “ To fire a. bullet into her heart»! Yes; go 0.9:” “ One question of a. delicate nature must be answered before we go further, and that is, what value we shall fix upon these obli- gations. Possibly at the last; moment; it will be inconvenient to make out a. bill of costs. You might, for instance, on seeing your wife be seized with a wishâ€"a. dc- sire-â€"-” gauuua ‘4‘, 111(7- “ You shad have it,” I said, drawing a long breath, and trembling with the pros- pect of this terrible vengeance. “As I said, there are two courses open to you. The simplest is to intercept; the lady before she reaches the major, and claim her as your wife before he can claim her as his.” “Is there yet time to do that ?" “ Plenty,” said he, glancing at the time- piece; “ we needn’t leave here before 8.3 . i We can get to the station in ten minutes.” “ And the other course?" “ That is more complicated, and requires greater patience an‘d self-restraint : but, on the whole, 1 think it more satisfactory. You will suffer the lady to rejoin the major, and resume her former position. When they have settled dowu quietly, you will take advantage of some occasion when she shall be surrounded by her family and friends~say, a. dinner party or a. public‘ bailâ€"and dressing yourself with scrupulous: regard for the surroundings and the station of your wife, but still keeping your charac- i ter as Gregory, the escaped convictâ€"{I got ‘ a brief outline of your pretended history in i the cart this afternoonâ€"still preserving that 1 character, you will publicly denounce her, as one with whom you were formerly on‘ terms of close intimacy. and who quitted her I husband and lived with you six months on the moor. The consequence of this public? share will be punishment enough in my} estimation ; but, of course, 1 shall not pre- tend to exercise any control over your ac- ‘ tions after I have brought you face to face with your wife. As soon as you see her I shall expect a full discharge of your obli- gations to_m_e_.l”_ tery over your reason, you must settle up with me before gratifying your vindictive inclinations.” . “ You mean that 1 must; pay you before I murder my wife and give myself up to the hangman.” He inclined his head. “ I agree to that." I saw now anonher reason why he had been so careful to keep my wife out of my reach. “ That is reasohable. There are two courses by which justice, retribution, or what; you please to call it, may be obtained. It. is a matter of taste which should be taken, and that I leave to you. But: mark this, my dear sir : there must be no person a1 violexflé committed whilst our profession- al connection exists. 1 must insist upon that as a. personal saleguari. Should you feel the spirit of vengeance obtaining a. mas- “Hefore I accept your services, I must know what you propose to do.” “My advice is,” said he. after a. dry cough, and seating himself again, “that we come to a distinct understanding with regard to the future. I decline to take service in the capacity of a ‘needy trickster.’ There must be no more accusations of that kind. You must have confidence in me, or I refuse to act at all. I expect to be paid for my services; not strangled with one hand.” “And if you taEe my advice you wofil’i go to London then.” “ No, you willnot without my assistance. Sit down, my dearsir. There is not another train to Exeter before 8.30. I have been studying the time-tables as you see." He laid his hand on a. pile beside the tea. tray. “ Ant] :5. ..... on]-.. .“-- -.l.-.4.A .._._ __,,,!¢ u ' C _ asked. “ I took the ticket for her. She is gone to London.” “ The major is there?” “ No, he is not, or 1 should not have ad- vised her to seek him there.” “ I will find her there,” sajd I, making a stride towards the door. V The explanafion ”was filausible enough ; but I was snapicious now to a. greater degree than I had been confiding before. ‘6 n“ "A“ 1-....." ...L,...,. -..‘ :_ n-.--nn 1’ “You will ask me next why, havmg brought the lady here. I allowed her to go _ off before your arrival.” I I nodded suddenly. “ The answer to that is, that 1 consider. ed it advisable to keep her out of your reachâ€"it was your own suggestionra. little longer, allowing you time to discuss with me some better scneme of retribution than the unprofessional course of murder. An- other reason for letting her go was that I couldn’t prevent her. As I warned you this morning. that young woman is suiliciently wide-awake to call ‘ for the protection of the police if she finds herself in danger of personal violence ; and nothing but personal violence could have prevented .her going off by that train.” “ What is your advice '2” I asked, savage- Do you know where she i3 gone” “ Well, old hoss, Wha’ll ye have ‘3” said the man in a. friendly voice. “ Who are you '3” said Ferny. “ Me ‘3” said the man. " I’m the waiter.” W hen H. F. Forny, the painter of In- dians, was traveling 1n Montana. a few years ago, he met the most familiar waiter in the world. He was sitting at the bxeukfast table In a. mountain hotel, waiting for some one to come and take his order. cHe felt a. ia1,a11d then a. heavy weight resting upon his shoulders. He looked around and found leaning upon and over him a huge, beaided man, in a broad- brimmed hat, and with two revolvers sti_c_king 111 his belt. “ So that We don"; have to wait long, ’ said I, sullenly, my eyes fixed on the blade of a knife that- lay on the table. A ray of light, striking the stopper of a. decanter threw an irridescent gleam upon it ; in one part it seemed stained with a. spot of living blood 1 “You’ll have to keep out of the way while I make inquiries,” he said, at break- fast. “There are three or four Ways by which your wife may come hereâ€"by boat from Marseilles, train from Bocognano, or by diligence or private cirriaue from Calvi. Probably she will choose the latter, and in that case may arrive at any time. You can’t Watch all the roads; so you will have to adopt the course I suggested : meet me in public, andâ€"” he coughed expressively. [In i Knowing what: had happened in the past, I thought, there might be another reason for his wishing to escape the major’s observa- tion. “\Vc must keep clear of that.” said Becton, turning 03' to the :‘igh t. “The major lxves up there. If he catches sight, of m e herll whisk your wife out of the way if sh is here, or stop her on the road if she has not, arrived. Than will entail a. great deal of inconvenience and delay.” __._ ___ .. “gt“. ,‘ B. “thre is the Cours Grandval?” he ask- ed of a Commissionaire. “There,” replied the man. pointing up the avenue of palms and orange trees; “past the square and the barracks, beyond the fountain of the four lions.” V v~~wu J \alVUVl|ILUl U, “That’s true," said I. “We’ll go down to the boat.” The sun was rising over the mountains as we disembarked at, Ajuccio. Beeton, who had been miserably ill from the time we left Marseilles, came on deck only when the landing boat was waiting alongside. He was the color of an old parchment, and had not a. word tosay. But. his spirits revived when he stood once more on firm ground. .‘I'IYI - _ r J not; yet come, that; she has gone on by Leg- horn and Bastien to escape the long sea voyag e. She is not the kind of person who would encounter unnecessary discomfort,” 21"“ .v - --‘ "' lfshe comes, very true ; but; it seems to me more than probable, as the lady: has n... -._4 ‘_,, , I was there until the last train came in at night ; I was there when the first train arrived in the morning. Not a woman of all those who streamed past the barrier es- caped my eyes. I had no sense of weariness or impatience. A dull aching at my heart was all the feeling left to it. In the evening when I rose from the table of the restaurant, seeing that another train was due in ten minutes, Beeton said, with brows expressive of painful regret Iâ€" “ T can» ‘l‘n‘nn -..Zl‘ l - u- 15 ' Upon this assurance he ate his dinner in contentment, and suffered me to walk upon the platform alone, while he amused lum- self with an English paper he had bought at; the book~stalL “You have your ticket; fox Ajaccio ; you can go there and claim-the letter at; the post office with the remittance from Eng- land. My dzscharge papers are in this pocket. You can take them ifâ€"if I don’t go go-nxorrow. Paris.” He took alarm at once. “Surely you would not be so ill advised as to make a. scene upon the railway plat- form--to attempt any act of violence in the vicinity of the police, andâ€"~" “W hat, dov you wish to know, my dear Sit. " asked Beeton, when I call ed for a time table at the cafe. I had no wish to carry out. the elaborate system of"revenge Beeton had suggested ; all I wanted was to meet my wife and get; it all over, and be done with it; all for ever. It was no use to drag out such a. miserable farce as this life of heartless trickery and cruel mockery had beCume. Indeed, we looked disreputable enough, despite Beeton’s green gloves and umbrella. ; and, though I was completely indiflerent to what people might think of us, or even to personal comfort, I fell in with his sug- gest-ion not unwillingly. There was good reason to suppose that; we were in advance of my wife, and I hoped to finish with her there in Marseilles. ' “ This is as well,” said Beeton : “for I have observed that our present appearance attracns the attention of the police. A bath Would do us good; so would a. substantial meal. After that a. few francs might; be judiciously laid out in clean linen and a port- manteau. We should then look less as if we had abscondcd.” At 8.30 we left; Tor-quay, and at midnight we were on board the Havre boat. The fol- lowing afternoon Paris was behind us. Thus far there had been no delay ; but at; Marseil- les we found that we must wait a. day {or the boat to take us to Ajaccio. _ He himself toak my-letter to the po st while I ate what I could with feverish haste, rather as if my life were at stake than a. worthless woman’s. 'Now that our arrangement isg'luded I so far satisfactorily,” said he, as ‘closed the letter, “ may Isuggest that you should take some refreshment? We shall get noth- ing before ‘ we reach Havre to-morrow morningâ€"if the departure of tlle“' Paris ‘ train gives time for that. “’0 must fortify ourselves for these exertions. and the cold- shoulder of mutton is delicious, so are the pickled walriuts. _I wrote a. few lines to Mr. Re: asking him to send me a couple cf h? pounds, addressed to the Pox-(c R4 A j gccio. , ~ 1“ youâ€"to learn hi; address from her father. She cannot: start before to-morrow morning. \Ve shall be at Southampton at; 11.30, and, cross to Havre by the boat that, leaves an midmght. In that; way we shall reach Agaccio before she does.” ' finds that the major and her children are there- S_he ba_s gong ito Londonâ€"as I told ‘6 \‘T “ His Intentlons Were Amicable. 'hat time the trains come in from 3.‘ (T0 13):: (7051131120.) 1V 8 “A mackintosl), Lobelia,” said Mr.Mc- Swat,putting on his broad-brimmad hat and turning up his trowsers, “isn’m necessarily built for warmth, but. it’s warm c'AOUgll.” “Where are you going, Billiger?” “I’m going down town, of course. This is all I was waiting for." “You're not goingito we r it, are j 02‘ 2" “Certainly. Why not. 1'” “ Why, Billiger,”said Mrs. McSW-a.‘ ,Wiill a. smile of tender pity at his uncon- whle simplicity, “you’ll ruin it. in? r an I” -V- -n. H“... - - "Wu mu 3 vu yuan nu, Jillllgcl' L “IL‘s a. unekintosh,” he replied, “and the very best 1 could find in the city. Cost me $35. “'hcn you’re buying anything. Lo- belia,” he continued. putting it on and but- toning it around him, “ It always pays to buy the best ; that is, of course, if you use judgment in buying. A person has got to have judgmen:-. I know a good mack-n intosh when I see it], and. they don’t make any bettetj ones M an this.” Z‘I don’t know much about them,” said Mrs. McSwat, feeling the texture of the garment with her fingers. “ but it seems very firm. I wouldn’t think, though, that it had much warmth about it.” “ Under pretense of signing the new bill which increased the customs’ duties,” said l Mr. Brow , “ Lord‘Eigin came down to : Quebec to give his assent to the indemnity Rebellion muffle could not conceal, nor .could the official conceal, that the bill had actually been signed. The greatest excite- a'mcnt prevailed. The English had remain- led loyal to the Crown. They had defend- Ied it with their lives in many instances. 3 That those who caused the rebellion should I be indemnified for losses which their own lacts had occasioned, was more than the iEnglish could stand. “"hen the word got l to Montreal the first act of passion was to burn the Parliament buildings. Whoever the fire fiend was he had atleasb the loyalty l to save the picture of the Queen. That was about all that was saved. No effort was 3 made to prosecute anybody. Mr. McSwat Buys a Mackintosh- “Here it; is, Lobelia.” exclaimed Mr. Mc- Svrat, opening out and holding at arm’s length a long, black, rich-looking garment. that; had just been brought to his house by the delivery boy. “Isn’f it a beaupy 2'" “ Yes, if looks very fine," repliéldV Mrs. McS‘iwat. “What do you call in, Billiger ‘2" ‘It was in Mont-real next day. A big vcrowd had gathered about the old Court I House. Lord Elgin, it was known, would 'drive past. Anger against him was very i great. I accustomed to law and order in the [Old Country, was shocked at the demon- stration. Lord Elgin drove past in a car- iriage drawn by two horses. His stafl' rode ialongside, and I remember Col. Bruce was i there at His Excellency’s side. Immediate- Hy upcu his appearing there was a wild Tilinging of missiles and rotten eggs. Of the latter 1 received more than my share, for I, shocked and angry at what I saw, had the desire to defend him, and pushed forward. I do not know what street he took, but I know the Governorfieuernl drove l’stily down a. side street toCraig street, then on to Monklands. Instantly there was a rush for cabs, and an attempt was made to cut him off, but His Excellency’s horses were swift, and he out-distanced his pursuers. But only by a very little distance. Indeed, he just reached Monklands in the nick of time. There is no doubt if he had been overtaken it would have gone hard with him. I was one of those who undertook to form a guard round Monklands at night to protect the Governor-General from attack. v Mr. Brown has seen a. good deal of life in the course of seventy years. He has cross- ed the ocean fifty times. He remembers Quebec when it was full of life and move- ment, and animation. The harbor that is now deserted, was then filled with shipping. Inumcrable white sails then rose from the waters which are now rarely cleft by -a. fugitive keel. Street-s that are now deeo- {late he remembers t_o have seen thronged l with people, who had interests and business ‘and activities m life, To-d4y, the old city is about as good as dead. It lives no longer ; I in dreams. In fact it was a telegram from Mr. Brown to Montreal friends that gave the informa- tion which inflamed the spirit of those who burned _the builings. » Mgr. Brown was taken on board the “ John M mm.” and the “ John Munn ” brought the “ Albion ” toQuebcc, and Mr. Brown was the first man to land that springâ€"'the night; before the old Parliament; buildings were burned. That, letter could not'easily be delivered to the “John Munn.” It was given, how- ever, to a party who promised to deliver it, and nghb glad was Mr. Brown to see the “ John M unn ” coming pu‘fing to Grosse Isle, to which place the little party had come with theu‘ boat, after passing through many dangers from the Ice In 1849 the sfiriug fleet was a. great sight in the harbor of Quebec Sometimes there were as many assixty sail. The vessels had. a. hard time to break through the ice. ‘They had to tack, and shoot an and out, and dodge, and lay to, in their approach to Quebec. Mr. Brown left the “Albion ” in ’49 in a. small boat with two men, and attempted to get to Quebec with a. letter frbm the captain to the master of the “John Munn " steamer to come to the relief 0f the fleet which could not break through the ice. It was a. perilous undertaking The ice gripped the boat like a. vice. They were threatened with death between the great white masses through which they had to make their cautious way. Mr. Brown did not- see the old Parliament. Buildings burned, but: he was in Montreal next: day, and he stood close to Lord Elgin, and saw the attack upon him, and his quick flight to Monkiands, and upon his own person, which he opposed to the violence of the mob ; he received his share of the rotten egsrs, which formed the bulk of the ammuni- tion Eben employed. As age takes the place of youth the events of the past stand out with ever-increasing vindness. They bulk large, and acquire a pregnancy and meaning which ,it hardly seemed worth while to apply to them when the events were fresh, and the life was young, and the days and hours were unte- awed; Mr. James Brown, of “'2 Crescent street, Montreal, said this laughingly the other morning in the course of conversation about old memories. ”-Weu, I would not like to any, but I know how it was done.” The Burning of Ike ?arllament buildingi -lnlcres!lnz Bemlnlsccnccs; “ Who burned the old Parliament, BuiI ' - ings, in Montreal_in ’49 2’: OLD MONTREAL “ At home from my 1’: They talk Garza and la and night: Philip‘e: ,_1 ‘ now E11111 my 'Philip what a brave and noble shall he join the revoim by gallant deeds rise colonel, general, comm: knows ?â€"till my 5:12th take his hand and Say :11 MargariLa. Don Philipe< if she be good enough {0: the dear padre wili hie: one.’ " Philipe looked proud]: her eyes. Then folding heart said: “ No 2” “ No, what, dearest '3" up at him. “ Why, what a. little exclaimed Philipe. h “ Where and when ha these State secrets?” He sighed and answer little one,” then Went c as they walked side by 3 around her waist, and through the pony‘s brid about Gai‘za’s revolt. 8‘ heart and soul with him. concerning you. 1 {ml service will take me emii “(e do not know how 101 what it; may bring fort ment, death perhaps. T1 the truth? 1 fear Si M: loves you, and hates m4 father favours his suit." “ Everything.” she I “ even that on this rem Gum’s favor you. my I the less honorable but u favor of my father.” Among the mar reepe Texo-Mericam citizens raids was one Senor D: much was tucked away Rio Gmude, about \ Brownsville and' “aredol cozy enough place whe1 sang throng! . its peach mesquite grass grew gre and the bluejay: and and sang in the eunsh indeed, it seemed, for at less daughter, the lm‘ A strange, new phase millo’s talk of war to garita. whose 0- fly canoe the bold raid ef the. raq thief, a. fence cutter or listened to the gram tn the pedre. as ashe pro or sat in the sunshine pods of chile into scarl Spanish heart thrilled a. high-sounding words as “ adventure” and “l wished that she \vere ' swell the rank of the As it was, she Would w tell Philipe about it. P a. young sheep herder. empty purse and lowly thought not 3. worth daughter's hand. Philipe Onendez was iar class of men in the educated, his mind w: very best kind of kno edge which comes of 1 dance of thought and l his sheep on the still creatures dumb only a conununing with the i ataxs, reading of the gr arru ed at conclusmns a. which could not, be fads mind at their base. “ That and that 2” her on each cheek. you know qboutffiayz “ But mvself, Philipe the padre cit-her force In whom I hateâ€"«Speciaily Camillo’s disapprobats the one wrinkled leaf in happy Margarita’s life, eager, loving little hear ing her Philipe in his tru She could scarcely awai long sunny Spring day bring her lover. But a She helped old Margo : the morning, in order u strolled 06, languid of heart. toward the ri was out of sight of the h ming along the trail by: whereslie was in the hat» Soon she heard the sour keeping time to his voi< “ La Golandrina.” the Mexicans is the same as Home ” to us : er , “ No, darling, but they of my absenceâ€"ardeath won'y_ you 'â€" _H_e brok The two untamed ‘ leaped warm to each at gone back gladly to the the freedom and beauty bitterly: “ I wish to Go father would look at chi sonable light and iet us 1 I could then take you u interior. when; you wo: could plunge heart. and luzion.” Having been drilled i in the foundation of lzu abled no appreciate boo] them no: in snperahun‘ treasures not to be lighl he lived on simply and tried when he was you: clerking in a day goods himself of “ societv ” Texas town, but be con was during this anew; that he had met Marga litcle maiden attending same town, spending: Sundays at the house boarding. “No, senor Z” she'we ing to free herself fro: Margarita, but a friend word of your life 2” “ Margarita S” excl: moupjing and tgking h Adondn ira \‘cl 0:: 5' Ln gohndrina quc J 0‘ si en el airo gem ‘ Buscando abigo _\‘ Sine hid behind a tred was just opposite her: ward, caught his bridle; in mock bravado : “ Qui o'! 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