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“ “ffancied yc-u were madnme’s friend,” she says. “Did I not. see you Milking to her, just now ‘3 It appeared to me that you 3-2:” verv amicable relations with her. I Was wrong ’" “Give voice to anteve} is in your mind.” she commands him. “Are you afraid to put your insinuation into plain words? The worst enemies, they tell us, are those of one's householdâ€"who is it you would bid me distrust? Speak lâ€"Branks- mere! His grandmother ?-or perhapsâ€"” she draws her breath sharply,â€"“ Madame von Thirsk ‘2” ' “ You give me my opportunity,” exclaims he, eagerly. “Madame von Thirsk! Do not. trust her. I know but little, 1 have no right to judge, butâ€"do not, I implore yon._p_'8ce_f¢fith m that wou‘an: “ If I could manage to forget, I might, indeed, make my escape; but that is impos- sible. Nor would I care for such oblivion. No 2 I would not. forget. The very voyage that wrecked my happiness will always be the éearcgu memory I have. ” “ It is follyâ€"mallness,” cries she. “You shw'ed 89-” “Are'tbose your orders ?" demands he. sadly. “ Do not enforce them. And there is another thing, how can I go, and leave you here alone, surrounded by those who?” leastâ€"bear you no good will?” “ Why do you stay here if you are so un- happy ?” cries she “ Why don’t you go?” S'le rises and stretches out her hand with a quick impulsive meaning. “ Go I beseech you,” she exclainls, feverishly. A “Not. when they point. :oward yo?!” She pales perceptibly, and would have spoken, but. he prevents her answer and hurries on @eliberstely. “It seems to me,” he goes on, vehement- ly. “as though I should come; as though with my own eyes I must see you, if only once again.” “ Andâ€"‘3” Her tone is stern. “ Now I know," returns he, “my love still livesâ€"nay, has grown a thousani-fold in its vain strength. I have learned that time holds no hope for me. That I am as sick of life as a man may well be 2” “I can not! Some power chains me to the Spot. It isa fear, undefined as yet, butitisrtoosarorig for meâ€"it. holds me here.” “I know that now, but thenâ€" How could I tellâ€"how be sure how it was with me until I saw you again ‘2” He is speaking with extreme agitation; at this moment indeed, he is sincere enough and the wom- an before him, standing gazing at him with head e ect in all her cold, mperzous beauty, seems to him the one do sirglzle thing on earth. “ A mere' morbid fancy,” returns she. “You should despise such vague warnings." “ \TA' u’LAn 01.4.. “4â€"an cAâ€".A_J __-_. '7) “ If, indeed, you feel as you now pretend, you should neVer have. come to this house,” declgrgs she, with slow fistinctness. “ I th'ought‘I had protested more. I be- lieved my soul as Open to your gaze as I madly dreamed yours was to mine. I saw no necessity for words. I was mistaken upon both points. My failure was my own ‘ault, but it is none the less bltter for “ ‘ For whom you would have battered all '3’ W by did you never protest so much as that in those old days you are so fond of recalling?” inquires she. tongue-tied in my life. I could tell you nothing that is not already old and weary news to you. That I have loved, and that I do love, that I shall love you and you only â€"for ever and ever I” ‘ She sits quite mute, with her eyes down- cast, and her fingers tightly laced, lying in her lap. “ It is an uninteresting tale, is it not?” continues he quietly. “ All on the one string. I can make my torture a. little keener now and than by a. careful remind- ing of myself that the woman for whom I would have bartered every hope I possess â€"delibera.telyâ€"of her own free willâ€"sever- ed between us every tie.” 7 “1 Have'none. I'have lost all beliefs,” declares she. “ But_don’t waste time over that speech. You look as though you had something to say.- Say it.’ 1' .. 4‘ VA“ Qua ups-A-.. _____ £411. k,,,,, " Ay, but they always follow me. In reality there is no escape from them. But be happy in the thought that they do. not trouble youâ€"that those old days are by you remembered as a foolish passing dream. ’ “ ‘VAI‘YA "A‘l Lawn Mn 1“”--.A _-.- .._ “I 'never catcfi cold”â€"a.bsentlyâ€"“ as you _may rgmeqber.” “I have at‘ieasi one solace in my desola- tion,” says Staines. “ And that is the knowledge that, I sufi'er alone. Iti'is, it shall be. a. lasting comfort for me to know that you are as free. from regrets 3.31 am overshadowed by them.” z‘T would have you beliexd'e nothing displeasing to you. Mold your belief ac- cogién}; to your fangyr” “ How can I say whether you are right or wrong? It is only some hidden instinct that bids me watch her, for your sake.” He hesitates openly. “ I would be rid of this accursed doubt,” says, “tell meâ€"yon, who should know â€"what is it there isâ€"between her andâ€" Branksmere ‘2” Muriel leans heavy against the fountain â€"no answer falls from her lips. It is all over then? The disgrace is knowu ! In- stinctively as it were she has turned to him for support. His pulses throb With unusual C HA PTER XXV III.â€" (CONTINUED) Her fingers are still in a listless fashion rippling the calm water of the fountain. Staines takes possession of them, and forci- ly draws them from the water. Muriel h e seems surprised by his action, but not in- ‘ ordinately so. “ Let my hand go,” she says, haughtily. “ In one moment.” Carefully, yet with an obedient. haste, he dries the hand he holds. Perhaps the impatience that thrills {brough it is not altogetheir displelasing to ‘ im as he lifts his eyes an intent y scans . . . the lowered lids and silent face before him. {3:2th hgggéggnfiifi1;hlzv$ct€h ea. xiiaglgfisi A sad face pathetic in its studied coldnesss 1 . . _ . that hi deshs if with a mask the working, ’ 21:01:11.? ones that come to him or their owu 0f its owner’s heart' I The“ in g mnmnnf, :0, all nucleon 913257â€"th She comes back to the present with a. sharp sigh as Staines lays her band now dry upen_het: lap. _ . _ {Remember 2” he repeats, “ When shall I forget, I wonder 1’ What is there in all the sweet days we passed together that I do not remember ? do not misunderstand me. Do not for an instant imagine that I regret one single hour. Memory is now the only good that life has left me. The memory of a. priceless past ‘2” “ Let the past lie,” returns she, coldly. “ What have we to do with it? It is gone, dead. No efl'ort, however violent, can bring it within our grasp again.” - “Would you have me bé‘zieve :’you happy ;” demands she scornfqlly. “T mnn‘lA I. ....... L-1.‘..- ___.L “Shadows are movable things,” with a faint. shrug of her shoulders.' “ It seems to me that at times you can emerge from yours with a. very tolerable success.” “‘ D’on’t p‘ut it in again,” he says, quietly. “ It is still early in the year, and the water is 9h_il.'.y. You may cat_cI_1_ 9014.” You are ironing. I never felt more OR. LOVE IS ALWAYS 'THE SAME. HIS HEIRESS ; ' \Vilhelmina in the background here so far forgets her self-imposed mission as to burst out, laughing. Margery follows suit, and , yeaennly Mr. Haikett joins in also. I Muriel leans heavy against the fountain â€"no answer falls from her lips. It is all over then? The disgrace is knowu ! In- . stinctively as it were she has turned to him for support. His pulses throb With unusual force as he recognizes this fact, and closes his own fingers firmly over the beautiful I slender ones that. come to him of their owu [accortl “'No one. I think myself, so far as I am concgrned, you Anever are. ” “ The lady of your heart is always good- tempered, of course 1” There is another in- nuendo in this remark; Mrs. Amyot at times being 9. little impetuous, to say the lea-t of it. ' “ No. Have I not just thiS'moment told you she never isâ€"bo me ‘2” “ The object of your afi'ectionsâ€"” she begins, sancily: , “ You should ! You have served an ap- prenticeship t.) it. To know that all the world is groveling at. your feet might make you t_nerciful instead of cruel.” “ Pdrhaps you think you are amusing me ?” with asoft, disdainful uplifting of her dumty chin. “ My natural self-conceit never carried me as far as that.” ‘ “ That is just; as well. "' “ I don’t think you are in a. very pretty temper to-mght. A generous mistress uses the lash sparingly to her slaves.” “ Her favorite'slaves, perhaps. Besides, who told you I ever was in a. pretty temger ‘2” “ She proves untrue ?”~ 'This speech has allusion to Mrs. Amyot. “ She always does,” says Halkett. “ Who should know it so well as you 2” “ Who, indeed ‘2" 5“ Yet you have most. cruelly deserted me all to-night ; most wantonly you have flung me amongst the Philistines. And all the time you have been dreaming here, or in some other fortunate spot, whilst: he who would die toâ€"toâ€"” “ Yes. Don’t. let: it: embarrass you ; I know all the rest,” puts in Miss Daryl, kindly. “ 0h, Miss Daryl 1 ‘ The object !’ For my sake, if not for your own, refrain ! I really can not sit silent and hear you call yourself _ names. " 7“ Need you 3.31:7?” reproachfully. “ You kngv:_I am always unhappijhenâ€"Z’i _ “What an unkind speech! Have I not flown to you for refuge ? And is this the spirit in which my prayer is received! Seeing you not alone, Miss Daryl, or even a dezgx I took the libertyâ€"” ' “ Oh, that Is nothing. You are always taking that, ” retorts she.“ The question is,_ XVIIM‘: brought you. 9” “ If a. sanctuary, who gave 'vou permis- sion to invade it ? ” asks Margery. She has been particularly rightminded up to this rather late hour, and Curzon’s soul has been quieted within him, but now, all suddenly as it- seems, she wakes into a. wicked life, and turns a bewildering smile on Halkett. “ This retreat of yours is a. posutive sanc- tuary,” says Hulkett. “ It is very dusky in this corner of the balcony, and there is something soothing in the thought that every one is dancing in the rooms within. and that one ’s own body is idly resting.” He had adressed Margery Daryl, but there are two or three others lounging 11 this quiet, forgotten little spot, hemmed 111 by the tall shrubs in their huge pots. Mrs. Daryl is sitting on the sill of the curtained window, Curzon Bellew' 15 lean- ing over Margery’s chair. Peter, and a tail artilleryman called Herrick, 'are lean- ing against the ivy. and Peter’ 3 last pretty partner is amusing herself with him from the depths of a. cushioned lounge. “I want nothing” from you,” cries she, passionately. “That least of all. Did the whole world combine, do you think it could avenge such a case as mine? And you, of all others, how dare you offer me help ! You, to whom I have shownâ€"”. Further words refuse to pass her lips. “ Noâ€"no help from you to me is posmble.” she says, presently. “Be sure of that. I will accept nothing at your hands. Oh, that I could trample out of sight all that troubles me,” she cries, her fingers plucking convulsively at the soft laces that lie upon her bosom. _ “Nay, sit; be satisfied!” breathes she, heavily. “Am I not degraded enough? At your bidding all was forgotten. I do not see how I am to look any one of them in the face again.” As she so stands, beautiful in her grief and her cruél self-contempt, a. soft, low laugh rings through the shrubbery upon her left. “Muriel, you shall not feel'it like this,” cries Staines. “Hear me 1” “Let. us not talk nonsense,’ ’says Staines, with a. sudden roug.1_ness.“'l‘_he_3 questiqn now is, how can I Help you? 1 hayâ€"re noth- ingufo ofierâ€"nophing §ave my dgvotion.’_’ All at; once arevulsion seizes upon her ; she drags herself out of his arms and stands back from him. Of what had she been thinking -she? A terror has fallen upon her, strange, vivid, horrible ; alooking into herself that has changed and darkened her face, and made her look like an incarnate iear_!_ Whither is she drifting ?_ _ And then in a moment, as it were, his arms are round her, and he has pressed her bowed head down up0u his breast. She lies there passively. At this time, it seems to her as it there was nothing at all that mat- tered. What are honor, loyalty, faith? Wordsâ€"ail words ! Nothing remains but the knowledge that all the world is at lib- erty now to jeer at her, and point: the finger of scorn at herâ€"the despised wife. Good heavens ! Can such things be for herâ€" Mu_r_i_el Daryl? “ I would be. rid'of this accursed doubt,” he says, “tell meâ€"yon, who should know â€"wha.t is in there isâ€"between her andâ€" Branksmere ‘2” Then in a moment it all passes awayâ€"her agitationâ€"the anguishâ€"the deadly shame. “ Must no man dare to have an old friend?” she asks, with an attempt. at light- ness that is only amieerable failure. “ My beloved ! That you should have to endure all this!” murmurs Staines. CHAPTER XXIX. r~~â€" _ v--â€"__ nav.’ “There are others,” says he, “Thereis looks round him, and in turn meets Mrs. Herrick andâ€"” - Daryl’s rather impressive gaze. She has changed color perceptibly. “ Take care !” she whispers, “ you re- “YGS. Herrick,” he reiterates in a. de- i member our compact. I will be silent onlv spairing tone. See when I mention his so long as you give me no cause to speak." lname how you change color.” l Elevated by the sense of triumph that is “ There! I knew it. !” breaks she in. “ Anything like your abominable je: lousy I have never yet known ! I am accustomed to ibâ€"butyourrudeness to that very inofl‘en sive person does call for comment." “ How was I rude, may I ask ‘3” “ Do you then deny you were in a. raging temper all the time he wasâ€"was courteous- ly endeavoring to entertain me ?’_‘ “ I must be a modern Venus,” says Miss Daryl, “to inspire all the diflerent men you mention at odd times with a. due apprecia- tion of my charms. To-day it was Mr. Herrickâ€"yesterday Lord Primroseâ€"to- night Mr. Halkett. It would cause them some slight embarrassment, I should say, were they to be openly accused of their crime.” “To sneer at me, Margery, is not to con- Vince me. I have loved you too long to be callous on this point. If an end to my dreaming has come, I would know it. “It is my belief that at last you have decided on throwing me over to marry some other man. ” _“Openly efidenvoring to make love to you, you meap,” exclaimed Bellew. “ Do you think I am blind. ora. fool, that I can’t see through things? I tell you, you were encouraging Hulkebt in a. disgraceful fash- ion, and that; he seemed only too glad of the encouragement.” “ It is not only-â€"-” begins be, but she interfiupts him pnschjgvously. “ Not; only those I have burned ‘2 True ! there is still Mr. Goldie who has also come under your ban. Even that estimable man cangot escape your c_e_nsure. “If I bore you,” says Mr. Bellew, “ it is most unreasonable of me to inflict my presence on you any longer. Will you come back to the house, or say here whilst I tell Halketnâ€"â€"” H“ VWhich of them ?” demands she " Halketb,_who is head over ears in love wiItth M 1:3. Amyob, or Lord Primrose, who has nexther eyes nor ears for anyone save Lad Anne ‘3" y “ I have often heard,” icily, “ that there are few so clever as those who have at- com- mand an unlimited amount of repartee. Experience has also taught me that there are also few soâ€"wearying. ” “There are a. certain class of people whom I detest,” returns Miss Daryl, un- pleasantly. “ You are one of them. Flat- bery is their strong weapon, and I’m sure you’ve been’ paying me meaningless compli- ments ever since I was born.” “ I don’t know what you mean. I can’t see why you should speak to me like this,” says Mr. Bellew. “ \Vhen did I express myself as dissatisfied with your face? To me as, you well know. it is the most beautiful face in the world. ” “I know Tommy, and the wildness of his surmisings, better than you do,” returns she, evasively. How foolish she was to place any dependence upon any words of Tommy’s! With the restoration of her peace of mind returns also her sense of aggravation. And it is at this very mom- ent that Bellew chooses to make a. rather unfortunate remark. “ You look pale,” he says, solicitously. “IamsorryI can’t look likes. dairy- maid to oblige you,” she says. “ However, if my appearance offends you, I must try- to correct it.” She lifts her hands and ad- ministers to her poor cheeks a very vigor- ous scrub that almost brings the tears to her eyes. “ Now, are you satisfied '2” she asks, irately, turning to him a wrathful,‘ crimson countenance. ; “Born !” with a. rather derisive laugh. “ You can remember since then !” “Come,” Bellow says, easnEstly. This time Without a. word she rises, and moves listlessly down the steps into the scented darkness beyond. “ What a. fellow your cousin is to talk,” he says; “ I quite thought by what he said that Lady Branks- mere was somewhere out here ; didn’t you, eh?’ “Pouf !” exclaims Mr. Paulyn, lightly. “ I like to hear you beginning to be care- ful of your health. You aren’t more deli- cate than Muriel, are you? and she has been enjoying the midnight breeze with Staines for the last hour.” Tommy says this quite gayly, being ignorant of any tea.- son why she should not so enjoy herself. H nnn\‘n ” DA"...â€" ...--.- --_____4.1__ ML!“ she. “Will you come and'look at them?” asks Curzon, meaning the gardens, not the committee. “IL is' a. charming night, quite sultry.” “Cold,].should have thought,” replies “Not .good enough,” says Miss Daryl. “Accordmg to your account they have managed even the heavens admirably. I don’t, see what could repay them.” “ “I';'l cvnu Anna-A ‘EJ I--1_ -1. 4.1.--“0” “ No, my dear, I leave the vapors to such thinly minded little girls as yourself. I defy any man, woman, or child to affect my nerves. To deviled oysters alone that proud boast belongs. But the gardens are awful: 1y well got up. Lamps everywhere, and stars and things. The committee ought to be congratulated on its arrangements. They ought to be presented with a Bible or soroething.” - “ Now where does the joke come in ‘2” demands he, mournfully. “ That is what we all want to know,” says Cutzon. “ All ? I don’t,” says Margery. “ N o ? You are happy then in not being a. prey to the unsatisfiei curiosity that is consuming me.” “ I am so far a. prey to curiosity that I am dying to know what you mean,” says Margery. “ Is it ? Iâ€"Idon’t think I want to dance,” returns she. “ Don’t you? I wonder then why you come here ‘2” says Mr. Bellew. “ The busi- ness of a. ball is‘ dancing ; one can sit and doze at home.” _ “There are other things besides danc- ing." ‘ “ True ! There is flirting,” says he, bit- terly. Tommy Paulyn runs lightly up the steps to their left and precipitates himself among them. “'W’hat are you all doing here in the dag-k 2” asks he. “ All .in dumps, éh '3” thh a. glance at Margery and Bellqw. “ “an“ a... u.- ._-_.1“,_ n , _‘__:__J wâ€"_ “ Been t3 the gafdens? They are l-ozkvmg lovely. Try ’em and take my advice. they’d kill your blues in a. hurry.” “ hit! 41...... M.-- __-.___ m,,,,,,,_. 11-7-- “Did they cure young. Tommy? Was that why you sought them?” demands Mar ery. “ A In" AAA- T l_____ LL-~_A,,A,H A, , ,L “ 'I sEould think my meaning has always been perfectly clear to Von,” returns he. “ By the‘b'yeLtzhie is em: d_ance, I believe.” It? I. “'Take care !”â€" she whispers. “ you re. i member our compact. I will be silent only “ Oh, that I could dare believe you 3” murmurs Margery, sobbingly. “But. my heart misgives me.’ “ There is a great deal of unhappiness in the world, Margery ;’ but you must not take things to heart as though there were no hope, no remedy. ‘How can we tell what Muriel was enduring just now? One can not altogether stifle one’s heartbeats, and if she was bidding an eternal farewell to the first love of her life, we should feel nothing but pity for her.” Muriel had caught sight of her sister on her homeward way, and had told herself she never could be devoutly grateful enough that the girl had not chanced to see her at the fountain as she stood there transfixed with horror of herself. with the first terrible touch of dispair upon her face, That Mar- gery had seen, andâ€"judged blindly but cor- rectly of the miserable truth, did not even reveal itself to her. But even now as she steps again into the brilliant glare of the lamps she looks round nervously for the slender, lithesome figure of the girl. and knows a. sense of relief when her eyes fail to meet it, Wilhelmina she greets with a friendly smile, and, hardly pausing to notice her ex- pression moves on to where the lace drap- eries of the windows form a. frame for her ; Staines coming to a standstill behind her, looks round him, and in turn meets Mrs. Daryl’s_ rather impressive gaze. a u I am not going to tell you anything,” cried she, indignantly. “ Am I 8- Mary l Baxter, who, ‘refused a. man before he axed her’? Am I '2” “Did you refuse him ‘3” ‘ _ _ “ How could I," evasively, “If he dldn’t - ive me the o ortuuit 2" 1g “You givepgne youry word he did not propose to you ‘2” . _ “ Even if he didâ€"if they all dld, what 18 that to you ?” she demands, “ You are not my father, or my brother, 01‘ my lguardian, that you should take me to task -â€"a.ud certainly you shall never be my bus- band !” This terribTe Speech seems to take 9-11 heart out of Bellew. He stands, as though stricken into stone, except for the rapld gnawing of his mustache. Will .she speak . again ‘2 If she moves away, what 18 he. to d? “Don’t take it so hardly,. darling,” he says, very tepderly. There is a. pause full of doubt, and then Margery turns to him and lays her head upon his breast, and bursts into a. passlon of silent tears. “ Oh, Curzdn !” exclaims she, in a. bitter tone. Margery steps back again behind the kindly shelter of the evergreens, and Cut- zon follows her rapidly, in her hasty walk back to the house. Not a word or sigh escapes her, yet. be, loving her, knows the agony her heart is enduring, and understands but too well the degradation and horror that are possessing her. hours !” sayé she. 7‘ Aft'er all; how could I expect you to give me of your best, I, who 2331: so bent on being an old maid 2’” “ You, who are so bent on bleaking my heart !” replies he, gloomily. - . Miss Daryl laughsâ€"a. soft, tuneful laugh that rings through the cool night air. As she looks straight before her, the laughter dies upon her lips. There-â€"there in the moonlightâ€"only a. few yards from her, stands Muriel, her face pale, ashen, all the marks of passionate despair upon her beautiful face, and there, too, standsâ€" Sceiues. “Of course not,” be safe hastily, “I must haveâ€"have been a. fool when I said that.” “ Only then ‘2” mischievously. “ Then, and now, and always when I am wiph_y9u,’: retur_ns he. )‘ehemently. _ “Fl'irt-ing !” he repeats. “I’m sure I shouldn’t say or mean anything, intention- ally, that would hurt you.” “ I really think, Curzon,” says Margery gavly, who has quite recovered herself “ that there is one small thing for which an apology is due from you to me. What was that little insinuation of yours about flirting, eh ?” H You didn’t mean itâ€"h’m?”_ “That’s all very well,” replies she per- sistently. “ But the thing is, did you mean that? I’m not a flirt, Curzon, am I? And you don’t think so, do you ?” “ Do you kno w I ihink it will be that,” says she. “ I am sure I shall never marry â€"never !" _ “Shall we walk on a little further? asks Beilew. hours !” “ I am your loverfl’ declares he. “ Noth- ing you could do or say would alter that fact. You can throw in the friend and welcome. But your lover I am, before and above all else. And so I shall remain whether you wed me, or some other man, or if_you never marry at all.” ‘ I havevbeen a. cross googe, certainly,” she confesses with heroic candor; “but never mind. We are friends again now aren’t we ?” “ We are not,” he returns. “Oh! that as you will, of course,’ stifliy ; “ but I thoughtâ€"” “ And all thls,” remarks Mr. Bellow “has arisen out of my simple declaration thatI thought she was looking a. little pale ! ‘ 'r L___- 1.--_ - -ml.“ .._-_A --_4-:..1" ” w- -____=,- __V, V, “ Well,” cries she, pettishly, “it is all your own fault. I won’t have people jig- ging about after me, and pretending to look the deepest concern when there 18 no :ause for it. There is nothing on earth so tiresome as being asked every moment whether one has a. headache, or if one’s neuralgia is worse, or if some iced water wouldn’t do one good I” “ Have you nothing to say to me ‘2” asks he, passionately. “Nothing returns,” she, calmly. “ Do you know you have told me that all things are at end betweepos ?:’ r n r, -11 "and.“ u .5.‘ uuv Alavviauwv'wl, .._ - â€"to follow, to implore, or to resign “'1 hope, finally? “ If,” she declares to herself, “ he should stand there, moonmg, unti 1 the day treaks I shall not. be the first to speak !:’ u. 1;: a. a|u~ln n-vv uv v-ny “gnaw vv ... -.___ V She has taken up her fan and detached it from the ribbon that holds it. It sbartles her, when she finds it. roughly taken from her careless fingers and flung to a. con31der- able distance. “No. But I will tell you what it. isâ€" the deliberate breaking of a. man’s heart. I have loved you all my life I thinkâ€"and you have suffered me, only to tell me now you are going to marry [Hernckf’ “ __-.- ‘___‘_|_3 “ I suppose I can change color if I ch Is a. blush a. sin 1’” asks size. 0036' “ I’tzhahk yogl for givjpg meiAyop'r choicegy CHAPTER XXX. y, _ _ - w. wvvu UL anuvu to douthis work aid Earries the electric wires through the culverts with the skill of an experienced workman. h im' ! “ No you won’t dad,” replied his hm red-checked daughter, taking another at herself in the less. “ You won’t do ‘ thing of the kin .” ~ “ Why won’t I 2” stormed the old! brin ing his fiatdown on thetable. “ %ecause, dad,” said the maiden, gf her frizzes another dexterons job with taper fingers, “ you can’t read, you km .. -vu uvl taper fingers, “ you can’t readzޤou know.” The most precious collection of German wines in the world is that stored away in the cellars of the Grand Duke of Luxen‘ berg. Some of the vintages date back to ‘l WAR The method adopted by an electric light- ing company of London in laying their connections consists of copper strips con~ ducted along their entire system in culverts underground. A terrier has been trained “Ef that young squirt of comes here again,” angrily ex Mugglns, “ by jocks I’ll read 1; ., ___- vâ€"VWF UVILVI. considered in Nicaragua in View of the I tial failure of the East Indian jute crop. 3.. A Rhode Island sculler rejoices in pos- sessing an aluminum shell, made whoilv of that metal, that weighs only twenty-tliree pounds, all rigged. It measures thirty-one feet eight mches over all. but is less than a. foot wide. A new glass which is nearly impervious to the calorific rays is made in Germany from 70 parts of sand, 25 of china clay and 34 of soda. A plate a third of an inch mick allowed only 11 or 12 per cent of the heat from a gas burner to pass. The fiber of banana. stalks is proposed as asubstitute for jute in the manufacture of wrapping paper. The commercial possibili- ties of such an industry are being seriously nnna€Anuuul :_ \T1‘-_, ~ . - - A sensitive paint has been invented which should prove useful for detecting hot bear- ings in machinery. It is leays bright yel- low when cold, but gradually changes color on being heated, and at 220 degrees becomes bright red. Edison is working on a. magnetic ore separator. The only obstacle in the way of its success at present is the necessity of crushing the ore to a. very fine powder before the separating process. A new cigarette machine has been invent- ed by a man in \Vinspon. N. C., that it :8 said, will feed, roll, paste and make 10,000 perfect; cigarettes in ten hours. , In Gei'many lightning rods are being tip- ped with gas carbon. Points of this material, unlike those of metal, are infusible and are not corroded by the air. The Simplon tunnel from Brieg in Swit- zerland to Isela. in Italy, will be twelve and one-half miles long. Phonograph cylinders are now made of a size suitable for mailirg. They have 3. ca.- pacity of 200 words. The. first nickel-steel crank ever cast in this country was turned out recently at the Bethlehem iron works. One of Mr. Edison’s latest discoveries is a. method of reproducing phonograms. Very handsome dresses and window cur- tains as well are now made of glass in Aus- tria. A very tumult of mixed passions is sway- ing him. That she shall give him an ex- planation he is determined. But not now. He has written to her, and considering to- night’s work she will hardly dare deny him the interview he has demanded on the marrow. In a. few short hours he will be face to face with her, and will get an an- swer to the questions that are clamoring for utterance. She starts visibly, and is conscious d growing nervous and unsettled beneath it. He had been aware that the flowers his wife held were not those sent to her by him, but he had been far from imagining whose gifts they were until enlightened in a charm- ingly airy and casual manner by Mmevon Thirsk somewhat later on. “ To-nighn was a. misiake, 0ertainly,”she says, “ but as I have already told you, I absolve you from all blame. Yes ; to-mor- rov_v, if you yvish,‘ you can walk with me.” Turning her face from him, she looks listlwsly around her, and as her eyes travel from wall to wall she becomes at last aware that Branksmere is watching her from a. distant door-way with a. burning, immovable not s_in again'! *VW'JII Lvuaynenvv. J «-.. w- v He laughs insolently. Something in his manner strikes cold to Wilhelmina. It seems to her at this moment that the other woman is nothing to her. But Margery, she will suffer. The memory of the pretty white face that had passed her a. few min- ptes ago returns to Mrs. Daryl with a. viv- ‘dE?33 yhat is actual pain. .. . n. o 7 3k She becomes conscious that Statues is 8t111 gazing at her with that mocking smile “P011 his lips. She falls back once more into the shadow of the window. “ At least do 51;?“ “justice to under- stand I did not mean to oEend yOIo” he says, “As you wm," ten least remember yqu are _ Staines, moving up to Lady Branksmere’a sxde addresses her eagerlx. ’ (I A.- IAA“- .1- .___ AL- _...L2.. 6‘ cue-AA..- still warm within -him, {as disdains all , _l_-._ 5U“; wanna u.-.”â€" answer to this warnifig, bnly saluting her with an almost defiant and certainly ironi- “ - 1" . 4L H BITS OF SCIENCE- again," angrily exclaimed‘ Pa. by jocks I’ll read the not act to ‘ . )- 1"“ (TO BE CONTINUED.) Simpkins Sa. .0. returns she, , “ but at stormed the old man, -_LI., A .,” replied highuxpm, warned i” Lking another 100E You won’t do any- g _Sim_plgins with he; OVER FOUR HUNBHEI BRITISH TABS BU Rear-Admiral Albert H. Ma; the Trafalgar. the flagship of ti miral in the Meditemneon,has t officiallx to the Admiralty fro: Syria. under date of to-day as in regret to report that while mama Tripoli, this afternoon, the W Camperdown collided. The Vic in fifteen minutes in 18 fathome She lies bottom uppermost. Th down’s ram struck the Victoria 1 the turret on the starboard sidt one oficers were drowned. Tw‘ and fifty-five men were saved. to the Camperdown has not yet ascertained but it is serious and sitate her going on dock for repai ease to send the survivors to Mal A PREVIOUS DISASTER. In January of last year the Vii aground off the Greek coast Lea and she was only floated ofi" a1 mense amount of labor and large It wassaid the accident was due t Hon. Maurice Bourke, captai Victoria. and neon of the late Earl who is the youngest post capt: British Navy, was held responsih accident and was severely reprima court martial. Capt. Bourke was mad of the Victoria when she sa TEE OFFICERS. According to the navy list the ofieera of the Victoria were : ' Viee-admiralâ€"Sir George Tryou Captain -Maurice A. Bourke. (kmmnderâ€"Chas. L. Ottley. Chaplainâ€"Rev. Samuel S. O. M Fleet surgeonâ€"Thomas Bolster. Fleet paymasterâ€"Valentine D‘ cord. Fleet engineerâ€" Felix Paternal The complement of officers an the Victoria comprised 600 men. of ofiicers drowned includes, bee admiral Tryon, Chaplain Mort Munroe, Fleet l’aymaster Bicke Engineer Foreman, Engineer Ha: sistant Engineers Ileadman,“ Hal The first despatches concemxnl dent led to the belief that the di occurred off the coast of Tripoli, 1 Africa. Later advices show tha‘ of the calamity was near Tripoli town on the eastern Medina-rand north-east of Beyront, Syria, am atively short distance from th1 Cyprus. As soon as the oflioers of the V that there was danger of their sl ing orders were given to close t‘ bulkheads, in order to keep tl: the compartment into which tl down had shoved her ram. tried to obey the orders, but tl makia water too fast to allow the bulkheads, and while the m4 trying to shut them the ship, *0: mense guns and heavy topham} over and carried them down. THE NEWS IN LONDON \ As soon as the news of the disa known in London, the Duke of who was lately promoted to the admiral of the fleet, cited the ad conferred with the ofiicials the ference of the Admiralty Board and a telegram of instructions l Rear Admiral Markham. A change had recentlv been I! commander attached to the View L. Ottley having been demcbed : ed by Commander Fellioome, wh‘ as were also Capt. Maurice A. 15 other officers. Seawn, Ganner Howell, Boa: nard, Carpenter Beau, Midi-hip! Grieve, Fawkes, Lanyon. Hen]; and Scarlett, Cadet Stocks and C and ngage. ‘ later Particulars fit the m 211 Disaster. ~ 311's. VICTORIAâ€"WAS Tm SHIP or THE SQUAD The news of the calamity has most intense excitement. not: : those who had friends aboard I ship, but among all classes of ‘ tion. The admiralty office in V besieged by relatives and frh officers and crew, reporters seal details of the disaster and Lhra ple attracted by curiosity. S the throng in the vicinity :th alty officials were compelled the_police to restrain the crowd No information has been re admiralty, since the receipt miral Msrkham’s first ofiici: The Victoria was carrying two 110~ton guns. n! forward turret coated with 1 compound armor, one 10-inch firing aft, and a. broadside aux; ment of 1267inch 5-mn gun: ers, and her radius of action (1 with her_ full complemen estimated at 7,000 knots. H belt and bulk- heads consxsted q armor from 16 to 18 inches i1 She was built at Eiswick. IN THE HOUSE OF COMBI‘ Mr. Gladstone was greatlysc: he received the news of the informed the House of Comma: cident and paid a most glowin the worth of Vice-Admiral Tr: said was one of the ableet and 1‘ ed ofieers in the service» M said there were 611 officers, boys, and 107 marines on boa Itwasfeeredofthis total of? had been lost. He was sure lery of smaller nature L‘he quick-firing and eight machine maximum speed was 16.75 could stow 1,200 tons of coal Excitement in hand Queen and Mr. G23: Greatly Shocla sympthy of the House won the brave men who had found a in the service of their country, would be extended to their SCENE 01" m DIS A SINGLE TUBE” SH?