i THE dish thIEAUTIFUL 2 000mm. 'OWW‘ W read “Margaret.†and But Aurelia! How can I describe to you what AureXia. was like? Thq artist who painted the portrait went mad for love of her. Aurelia. had a. dark, dimpled face. with the deep crimson of a. wild rose’s heart on cheek and smi‘lixm. pouting Lips; (tax-k, curling hair. md wine-dark eyes, passionate mm wholly irresistible. - I, LL_‘ The} wezjeï¬r danger signals that might have warned men. but. some- how they always courted the danger 0! looking , Ainto thex-nz Itiwas just such a face. with a pure white soul shining through it, that. the old masters gave to the faces of angels. 7 _ __ . â€" In the portrait of Margaret. there was no mistaking the girl who stnod More R, with her pale, sweet. face, innocent blue eyes. and fair curling A face like Aurelia’s was never painted upon the pictured faces of angels; rather of the beauties of the gilded salons of Paris. 7 A#__A..._ ALA-u; They were only seventeen, these twin sistersâ€"Margaret and Aurelia Monsterâ€"whose past was so hit- ter. and whose future was to be the strangest that ever pen portrayed. Alas, how cruel it was that the love of one man was destined to wreck the life of both! How long Margaret stood there in silent contemplation of the por- trait. she never knew; She was startled by a step and a cheery voice outside that brought the color to her face in a. great surging glow. The door was swung hastily open, and a. tall. stalwart young mamwith a. tair, handsome face, came hurried- ly into the room. "Ah, here you are. Margaret," he said, cheerily, advancing and taking one of her little hands in his. "I have been looking everywhere for you. I might have known that I should ï¬nd you here before Aurelia's portrait. Why, this is perfect idol- atry, I should say. Margaret. I do not quite like it." "I‘l- Gemld Romaine beat. his tainhand- some head and kissed the lily-whit. hands he held. .. .u A ._ "You, ‘inust idoliu. Aurelia, tno. [or my sake, Gerald." she said. softly. "She is so brightâ€"so beau- tiful.†_ _ _ _ _ "Very'generous of mâ€"wife-thatâ€"ieâ€" Orv-he. ranking cram-I a’ ’3'!- - puma m my near: zor anot er, \ he said. nmuscdly. â€But. it. is only for Aurelia." she mswcrcd. opening her blue eyes wide. “and for nobody else." "Aurelia will, indeed. bq very dear to me for your auto. Margaret." he responded; "but {ox-give me for changing the subject: I must to" you. hurrlec‘ ‘y. that which I have sought. you to say. And that is. that I cannot. go over to the train: I hove Just received a. telegram from New York which requires my pros- Thégirl laiaghed in a low. happy. amt laugh. .. Chamberlain s Cough Remedy Laura Jean Libbey. This preparation is intended especially for coughs, colds, croup, wh00ping cough and influenza and has become famous for its cum of these diseases over a large part of the civilized .world. ' It can always be depended upon and is pleasant to take. It not only cures colds and influenza, (grip) but counteracts any tendency toward pneumonia. 6 It contains no opium or other harmful substance and maybe given to a baby as conï¬dently as to an adult. for the nav‘ Own dl‘Au‘ start immediately. Father will be at the station to meet Aurelia. I am sorry. indeed. not to be here to welcome her. but it cannot be help- ed. dear. I have barely time to snatch one good-bye kiss. I must be ofl Margaret."- A moment later her lair, hand- some lover was waving her adieu as he galloped past the window. and was q 'ckly lost to eight in a bend of the road. Margaret turned away from the window with a beating heart. "How good Heaven is to give me his love." she murmured. softly; â€it was the one gift of God that I crav- ed and prayed for above all others. I wonder. dwpite the {act that the wedding-day is already set, if I real- ly am to be his wife? It 'seems too great a joy to be real." "Margaretâ€"Margaret, child! where are you?" called another voice. Thie_ time it was 15:. Romaine summer ins her. from the old farmhouse kit- chen. where all manner of good known to culinary art were in a state of preparation in honor of Aurelia’s coming. "I do hope Aurelia will be glad to get home. but I almost doubt it." said Mrs. Romaine. seating her- eel! on the cool, wide doorstep. and fanning herself vigorously with her ‘ gingham apron: _ a... ,A,-, AL-..‘ :- A little white hand ewe down suddenly over her lips. "Don't speak in that. way of Aure- lia." said Margaret. in a. pained voice; “indeed you hurt me, dear Hrs. Romaine. She is willful, ro- guish, gay. but. she has a. true heart -dear little Aurelia.†Mrs. Romaine shrugged her shoul- ders, but, answered never a. word. Margaret would not have been pleas- ed had she known what. her {boughts were. “'D"_ W “What a. deal of dinerence there is between you two sisters. anyhow," she went on. enerzatically; you are as sensible as 'an old Woman, Mu- garot, and Aurelio, is that feather- brainedâ€"†"v- v- The story of the presence of these two’ young girls .in" the Romaine household was certainly a sad oneâ€" a few words will explain how it came about. nau 0111111ch vv r... -7 One dark, stormy nightâ€"ah! how well Mrs. Romaine remembered itâ€" the driver of the stage, who always stoppedthere to change horses. deb posited .a. traveler at the inn â€"- a young and lovely womanâ€"traveling alone, save for the two wee mites she carried in her arms. Despite the storm, Mrs. Romaine hurried out to meet her, and relieve the- pale, slight creature of her burden. "Come right into the sitting-room, ma’am,†she cried, cheerily. "Lord bless me! it's an awful {light to be traveling, and alone; are you going far?" “I was to have gone to New York ~butâ€"Iâ€"I took the wrong train.†said the stranger with a sob in her Voice. “I:â€"I--was not used to tra- veling, you see/f she went on pite- 7 , ~ â€".:.: o}... m “7---, Sixteen years before the Romaines had kept ‘the vilmge inn down at the for}: of the roads. and the hospit- able. cheery place was known tar and wide from the travelprs who had chanced to pass that way. ' 1,. “5' Ln†um ""'u ,, Mrs Romaine asked n. second time before "veg H \VIUX (nu “by“; vuuu. "You are very kind," amid the lady. laying o. detaining hand on Mrs. Romaino's. armâ€""but. I‘ shall not. require any supperâ€"100d would choke moâ€"I want onlyâ€"mtâ€"rost â€"-â€"-" and the words ended in u. hear, lips of the blazing are "0! course you want. a. nice room with a. comlortnbje are in it and ., hot. supper." said Mrs. Romaine briskly. - “I’ll see that you have it. at. once. and I'll come and heip you with tho little ones." u k - - .- II -A . n u‘v «Ah Ln, nIAuAy v- __-, the woman cowering over the the question she answered “But. the children woum lune 3mm.â€" thing to eat, wouldn't. you, clears?" asked Mrs. Romaine. stooping and kissing their velvety lips. A little later Mrs. Romaine an- nounced that the room was ready, and soon after the trio were en- sconced in it. -- ‘-A ...- hpina §VVAAâ€"vâ€" -_ “I wish you would let me bring you a. glass of wine at. least," she said. turning towards the door-â€" "you look so very pale, ma’mâ€"like you might taintâ€"" "I do {eel weak.†‘ assented the Mangerâ€"“ya, you may bring me the wine i! you like, Iâ€"â€"- ’â€"‘- â€"A- “nick-d' The sentence never was nnlsneu . there was a low. stifled cry. and the beautflul lady who had been stand- ing belore the ï¬re. staggered endâ€" In a. triee Hrs. Romaine had raised her in her arm. "My God!" she cried out in hor- ror as her eyes fell on the ghastly face and staring eyes. â€she is dead!" But noâ€"the heart beat hintly. The thread of life in that fair body ' ~ Aâ€"AK- an nflfli‘v D tum VI nouv â€â€" in“ was loath to snap in twdn so easily -but. there was a grayish paJlor on as. dud- .ul “:3. duo -0...“- 0.. rbr to Mrs. Romaine‘s heart. Restorative: were quickly applied and strong brandy forced betwaon the white lips, but it wast all use- less. Romaine in gram to the houscmaid whom summoned. "the lady is ‘ But even as Mrs. Romaine spone. the lady’s eyes opened slowly. and she cast a. strange. yearning 100k into the kind. homely, pitying face bending over her. “Am‘I dying?" she gasped: "tell me 3110 truth, am 1 really dying? Answer mc-gio not misiead me." "I am afraid so. my poor soul." replied Mrs. Romaine. huskily. “I have sent for a doctor, but. the nearest one ,lives many a mflc away . ' ' \. â€".. -V, "That wasâ€"useless} murmured the stranger; “ m) time has: come. I feel it in my honâ€; oh, Lhu pom- 1-:1- Diesâ€"the poor litUc ones." A terribic convulsion .4109}; It"? frame as she spoke, which was rup- Idly followed by a. second and a. third, and l k stark' face, 'm‘l‘.’ wifhijï¬fï¬ "My life is ebbing out!" she gasp- ed, speaking with difï¬culty; " but oh, I cannot die with the dark. hor- rible story I have to tellâ€"untold. For the love of Heaven. send {or a. minister; I should not rest in my grave. though they buried me fa- thoms deep, with this on nly sool." stark face, Ana. aha..- ..._ um! the shadow of death was indeed creeping over it, â€" ‘ a 11â€"1.; uuwr-n-a vvv- -v. Oh, if the flickering flame of light might last until the doctor arrived. But it was not to be. The strang- er grew worse so rapidly that Mrs. Romajnc's alarm increased with each passing moment. ~uvâ€" â€"-v‘ ' â€0h, lady," sobbed Mrs. Romaine. pityingly, "there isn't a. minister this side of Stillwell. and that'- cwenty 000 mu†Irom here. 1.3 if, anything you could tell me., poof soul 9" The strangely luminous eyes turn- ed upon her. and their steady gaze seemed to burn down into the very depths of her soulâ€"she felt almost afraid of being all alone with the dying stranger. - I J I.--A 1......5 lips. "Lock the door and come closer.†the whispered faintly, "but ï¬rst put the two little babes in my arms." Mrs. Romaine did as requested. but to her amazement she noticed that nil the mother-love of the dying wo- men seemed to be showered upon the dark-eyed infant. She was apparent- ly utterly oblivious or the presence 0! the other child. . "Oh. I am so young to die end leave her all alone.†she welled. "Please Heaven. she will still hove her little sister." said Mrs. Romaine gently. but the women did not hear. “Listen,†she cried. “the cum thet falls, on the daughters of the Home “Oh, God, it I could but trust. you," the pale lips murmured. “You can trust me." replied Mrs. Romaine with simple dignity. "Take an oath that you will never betray that which I have to say to you â€"- swear it,.muke your oath no binding that nothing on this earth could tempt you to break it!" “No word that you may conï¬de in me shall ever pass my lips in life or even on the threshold of death- say thatâ€"swear it!" ,,AAJ ALA -m- 5".J vvvvv Mrs. Romaine repeated the ewe- some words slowly after her, end'ln the dark time to come she would have given her life it that solemn oath had net been wrung from her “ Mercy on an as Mrs. Romaine spoke. 5 eyes opened slowly. and a. strange. yearning 100k kind, homely, pitying face CHAPTER II. childreg would like some- ‘ ,,-__ ‘AnMO" 11 us I" cried Mrs- in great, alarm maid whom she had :- Mrs. Romaine tn- the room Was ready, .- nu- trio were en- dying! me brim! h"? 9 early years :w- ' over the ho ! departure 0 . ‘ love. “5- mt. was kn! ..‘ 1.1... a..- Iced i no time In. doddad ' _-_.- I the boy's 1 l Thus it i tle ones. 1 ‘ came the l (e. e! â€Romain nd i {or Haste! ok son. who [Ce 9 a the pn called the! cll Swlttly ‘ gm i "We have enough end to spare. Rachel." uid John: "and we will 1 keep the twin babies. end do for I them as though they were our on. i That will not. cause us to love our own son Gerald my the lessâ€"bless the boy's heart!" Thus it came to pass that the lit- tle ones. Margaret and Aurelia. be came the protege: of John and Rach- el â€Romaine. and ï¬ne sport they were i {or Master Gerald. their ton-year-old . son. who was never tired of looking ‘ ut the pretty white “tries, a he â€"--aâ€"â€"â€" v.‘~~on\nww W w “-w That is the reason. podium. that. I hu‘ve loved Aurelio. best.†It: Ml- mitted piteously. â€She." (pointing to fair-haired Margaret), "will never know great sorrow, she will pass through lilo calmly. The sword will {all on Aurelia's head â€" only on Au- relia’s.†-- â€It may be kept from he: (or long years. but it will overtake her at last, in all the freshness 0! her girlâ€" ish beauty. the horrible story will burst upon the world like a. skeleton stalking forth from its ehmel house. and thenâ€"-â€" Oh; God! help my beau- tiful little Aurelia. I dare not think what will happen then." and the haplels young mother kissed the tiny rose-bud face. all the passion and anguish of love shining in her dying eym. "Haven!" she cried again, turning to Mrs. Romaine. “Let. me all you, while I have the strength, the most. pitiful story that ever ‘daxkenfli a am M,-a.uu mull! M venue: u there is peace and snfetytohelound on the wide earth, and Justice in heaven. You will realize, when I have conCessed all, that I am right in praying God in this. my dying hour, that Aurelia. may never love; for she, the last dark-eyed daughter 0! the necursed race of the Lama..- ters, must never marry. Lend cloler, while I tell you why. on, Aurelia, Aurelia, why must the sin of another {all on your innocent head. sud blot out love, happiness and 131th? The sentence Was never ï¬nished. A violent spasm shook her slender frame. and her face grew rigid. How she tried to beat back the wave oi death ior one brief moment! How her fluttering ‘soul clung to its tene- ment of clay, to do the bidding of her will, one terrible instant! But, alas! the words froze on her stiflenâ€" ing lips in a bitter Wail. The vital secret, which was to bring a world of woe to so many lives, Was destined to remain unreveaied until the iatal time the has ioretold. She had iall- en back upon her pillowâ€"dead. That wee an experience in Rachel Romaine'e liie that alwaye stood out clear. She never forgot how they searched for some clew to trace where her iriends could be found; but there was not so much as a line abo there was not -so much as a line about her to aid them in the search. 80 they buried her in the little churchyard hard by, and turned their attention to the twa stray waits who had been thrust so unceremoniously upon their hands. The neighbors advised that they be sent to .the home for toundlings. but this neither John Romaine nor his good wile would agree to do. a A- A-“ called them. , Swittly â€" very swiftly it seemed to .Mrs. Romaine ._ the you: rolled on. and brought with than new changes. The Romaine: no longer kept the village in. For years they had been domiciled at Romaine Farm. some distance down the valley; and here it was. in this isolated spot. that the two waits their humble roof shel- lured blossomed into lovely girlhood. But one event. happened In those early years to cast a slight. gloom over the household, and that. was the departure 01 Gerald Romaine for col. love. . ,. ALAA A.-â€".Il- n-- .J-L-J: #3.“.ng :cm. The time came at length when it was decided that the girls must have a better education than the vlllege school hard by worded them, (or they were fourteen now. Then it was that the wide diflerence between the natures of sweet Margaret and will- !ul, impetuoue Aurelia. became upper ent. When Farmer Romelne announced to them that he had made arrange- ments to send them to a. boarding- echool in Richmond. Hug-ref. eobbed u thoughher heart yould break at A..â€" the very thought a! leaving the deer old term and those who had been so dear to her; but Aurelia's Joy was intense: she could not ask questions enough as to how soon they were to start, and when the day cents it was the happiest of her life. The ï¬rst three weeks that Margaret and Aurelia. spent at Miss Hulbur- ton's “iashionable seminary (or young ladies," neither 0! the girls ever torgot.â€" Margaret was timid and very shy of strangers. cried her- : sick with longing Jor the sicht uic near one term again. mt‘n‘tne scent oi the pink clover and the hon- eysuckle about it. and the dear old faces there. Aurelia. could not en- dure to hear it mentioned. "How can you ever best to think. of our little attic room and the stut- fy parlor, as they call it downstairs. ,A u- -_â€" after seeing these magniï¬cent recep- tion rooms and the spacious grounds? Bah! But perhaps," continued Aure- lie, mppantly, "I Was intended for e, lam], Margaret. and you were not." "I suppose that must be the way of it. dear," returned Margaret, thoughtfully, thlnking everythlng Au- relie. mid must be quite right. In the. seminary, as everywhere else. Aurella. via: the best loved - gmv. restless. plquent â€" her faults and follies were more charming than other zirla' virtues In every ono'l eyes. All the girls 0! the seminary fairly adored Aurelia. end Morel. was well content that it should be SO. ' u These three weeks at the seminary were dark ones for Margaret. Aure- lie. enjoyed the new we immenselyâ€" all but the studying. Margaret wrote home every day. but there was never e. line from Au- relie. And by the tone of Margar- et'e letters. they guessed at the farmhouse howhomeelck she wee. “I reckon I'll have to uke a run down to Richmond. and cheer the Inasles up e bit,†decided Fan-met Romaine: "it's only net's-cl thet they're feelin’ east. down. They've never been ï¬ve miles am from the 07d viarm'W‘wbi‘e. bless théh' pretty heads! .Thoir Uncle John. :1 they call me. can set 'em awn.†. "Eganï¬m' m m. mmw flan into execution u. once. thong! the last plat Aurelia so." last. It was the noonâ€"hour when he reached the seminary. Seeing so many lovely young girl: on the lawn quite bewildered him. He stopped short, as he was advancing up the broad. paved walk. and wiping his spmtaclea, peered eagerly about to discern Margaret. and Aunella among them. - - . ALA Both girl. were on the lawn at tho time. In um instant two hands a cold u too clutched Hargmt’l um. and a horriï¬ed voice gasped in bet wâ€Ohm“. vhf. tux an .11. U! â€" R3 '3an count â€0111 run look in that. direction; if he should too us. and come this was, I thank! die of shameâ€"I should, indeed. Mar- wet} " , . . . . A 1,, ‘ _‘:“ an 'And at that instant, in a, voice as loud as o. ioghom. the old former ï¬lled hastily: ;'iargure€â€"Aurolinl when no you, girls?" Farmer Romaine certainly pre- Icnted a. very ridiculgua appegrance Irvâ€"â€" ns he stood there. He never looked his best. dressed up in his Sunday clothes: he {alt decidedly just I: he lookedâ€"awkward. He never We: at. his case in a high swelled col- lar and a crnvat. â€" - u. n,‘ "For the love of Heaven don't let him see us,†panbed Aurelia. under her breath. with horror-stricken eyes; “let's run away, Nugarct, and hide until After he cogs." .. For the ï¬rst time in all her gen- tle life an sngry flre leaped into Margaret's sweet. blue eyes. "0h, Aurelia. how can you talk so?†she cried, distressodly; “you grieve me beyond words â€" for shame!" snd she tors heraell free Irom Aurells’s detaining hands. and new like s. swellow over the green- swerd, throwing herself with s cry of joy into Farmer Romaine'e ems. How could the girls langh and make fun of this desr old Uncle John whom she loved with sll her heart?" At length he called esgerly for Au- relie. but to Margaret's dhmny Au- relia. was nowhere to be lound. Seeing his dear old (we once more wu too much for Wt; she elm to him with kisseq-nd tiesrs, Seseéching him to take with him when he? went. 'IUI “a.“ I'D-w â€"‘ ~ - "Bean't this only ; whim. child?" be asked. anxiously. "Are you quite sure. My. that. you'd rath- erbcattheoldfarmthanherc" "Quito rsure,"_ replied thc girl. I. .â€"- A-_ , do." when ell the girl: could not witness it, she hnd said to her-sen. Her sur- prise to and larger-ct. with him. end to learn that she was going home with him. was great. "I should pine em if I were to stay here any longer." said larger- at piteously. " do come with no, dear. " "Slse shall decide to:- herself.†said John Romaine. laying his rough, kindly hand on the beautiful dork. curly head. “Book-learnin' my do her a heap sight more good than chasin' butterflies round the old tum. oh. Aurelin?j' “1 shall stay here, even thcugh it no, Xargnrct," sold Aurelia. parts drawing black from Farmer Ro- molno'l outstretched l‘.““‘*' “I an- 1.-.. not {0 be to that dreary farm- me, won (I die of mmui." So the twin shunn- mn. parted for the ï¬rst time in their livw. whe- ther it van {or West] or {or woe. is the story we have to tell. For some time Aurelie/e letters came regularly to the {arm-house: then. at length, they became less neatâ€"when vacation time came Aurella. pluded so hard to be per- mitted to spend it with some one or her schoolmates that John Romaine had not. the heart to refuse her. Huger-ct Lancaster's lite at the urn would hnve been happy mouth out but one mangoes; no. WW “a... . ,,-,A_ It had been long years eince he had parted from Margaret. and he could scarcely believe that the tall. 1611’, any young girl Who meet! to greet him was, indeed. the little ll'ergaret whom he had lelt behind Thrown constantly together during the happy days that followed. was it any wonder that Margaret learned to love Gerald Romaine with all the strength of her heart? But she would have died ere she would have let him read her sweet secret by either glance or word. _ He was certainly a handsome man ~tall, bmmhourdaw and muscu- lar. with a cheery lace and laughing blue eyee. The brow. from which the dark-brown hair was pushed carelessly back. was broad and high, and the thick. brown moustache cov- ered a mouth that alone would have stamped hie lace. could it have been loan. as honest. noble and true. The love-etory of Margaret Lon- caeter and Gerald Romaine did not have even the ueual nemanee about it. Probably Gerald would never have looked upon her fair. pale Mar- t in the light 0! a eweetheart ii (are the idea had not been euggelted to uco thnt Margaret's heart was going out to Gerald. and the was well planed. She read her mrct in a. thousand difloront. wanâ€"1n the aud- don flush gt. the nound 0! his foot;- Iupo. at up girl's sweet. unnttugd A AL- v.- -â€" Sho resolved upon a very diplo- muc action; the would see “then VII any possibility of Gould's not caring tor Mutt; it not. Oh. would turn the girl†m lather (1‘9 ho Conï¬rmed.) CW". VI Univ .u-â€" wv~vv~. _â€"_--V. Men in his presence. of the de- light it. eeemed to give her to tel! of him in his thence; and she new, too. am. Gould was quite uncon- scious of it all. years that winged their slow night. by, she had not looked upon Auroâ€" lia'a lace. She would have been In- expressibly lonely but for a new ele- ment that had crept into her we. and that was the happiness that the return home 0! Gerald Romaine broï¬gbti to her: Ea. 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