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McKerche: Walter Jamel Thomas BEBE --S Leon Lav - dine. write to you, not Lavinia, You are 19, my dear, «gnd if an American woman is "ever going to have her own | Way alie begins at 19. 'Will you eome | his year? wr) will you come at once, The wife wants you. I want you, and as for the boy, to see hi aunt Elsie is the dearest. wish of his heart. I do not expect a favorable reply. I bave too: much respect for the power of Lavinia's will dnd authority, Yet this letter shall go. Your loving brother, Appison WYNNE. PH. --If you can defy the powers that be, write at once go that I may say Jou there. Hobart Ju you afraid of the pion it 1 TALW. Would 1got Of course I would. Lavinia was shocked at the ides; of course, but I went. 1 sent word, as. 1 was told, the next day, and two weeks later T was rolling out of Chicago ina sleeper of the O. B. and Q,, railway, speeding westward, fairly embarked upon a journey of five days and five nights on the cars and a thirty mile drive after that. It was a long journey to take alone; but there was no ong to go with me and I was not a child and had an average allowance of wits, How I was watched and cared for and waited 'upon by the railway offici- als. Conductors of trains have faults, ; 1 i bat ithey were very ioke sii by an army. of protestors and friends. I looked snxiously up and down the platform at Hobart, but, alas | no Addison was to be seen.-- Well, I had come overa thousand miles alone; assuredly I was capable of conveying myself fifty, and he would be at Santana; so there was nothing to, worry about. Nevertheless, when I | found there was only one day-car going from Hobart, and that I was the only woman on board, my heart sank a little, I confess, .for it was two o'clock in the morning, and I was very very, tired. There was a change of conductors, too--a change for the worst. The 'boss' of this train wasa large, roughly-dressed person, with a hairy face, who stared at me as he arranged my bags and wraps upon a seat in front in a way that was searce- ly politetand not at all reassuring. -- When he had finished his work he growled out in a gruff voice : Goin' to Fort Lincoln this trip, I 'believe 1 replied with dignity that the com- mandant of the fort was my brother, and then, leaning back in the seat, I closed my eyes and pretended to slumber, The hint was sufficient, and to my great joy, after another prolong: ed stare, the man went about his business, When I was quite sure of this I opened my eyes and looked abont me. It was a very shabby car, | budly furnished; badly Lighted, and ventilated ; "a smell of stale he was made of, whe was troesing [3 we. All at once lie stopped with a sharp jerk, and with & cry flung te away, and I fejt: myself falling; fall. ing, as if from' fiom. great height--and. awoke. The train. 'was still. We had through one lung "roohi fall of. with & stové io the middle of liquor bar nd sesoral small, bles, a small room behind where there were of blankets scattered piled up at = wayside station 'to Fo watei the engine, and I was shivering with the chill ai; + The dawn was at hand, and I slipped vot. of the _ train arid walked briskly up dnd dowry to wart giyself, and by the time the wants of the engine,were satisfied the sun was rising, and I began to recover my spirits. The car looked much shabbier by daylight then it had done before; but I cared little for that, for ve were forty miles on our way ; Santana would be reached in another hour and my troubles would be over. / I tried to take interest in the ap- pearance of the country, but it looked very uninteresting snd not - a bit ro mantic. Only a dull extent of brown grass on either hand, stretching end- lessly into space. At last a short, bluff whistle from the engine, like the bark of some giant dog; a movement among the passengers and a jerring sensation beneath my leet. The goal of my desires was not 'far off. Now the door of the car wus the. .coutluptor, who colonel that ye were comin'? The fatiriliarity of this address would have disgusted me at any ordiary|™! time, but now I began to feel miserably snxious. I did write,' I replied breathlessly, 'He will be at the depot to meet me.' 'He ain't." 'He ain't. The rejoinder came as sharply as the ping of an arrow. I jumped up with a lump in my throat and looked out of the window. The train had stopped and most of the passengers were leaving it. There was no station or depot hete j only a rough platform on one side of the line, with Satan' painted in tipsy black letters on the rail and 'a solitary log house a few yards away, with Post-office' in white letters on the door. Yet this was un- doubtedly. my destination; and the conductor was right--Addison had not come. There were several rough, red-faced creatures loungiug on the platform wearing broad-brimmed hats, great riding boots and prominent spurs ; there were our passengers dis appearing. one by one into the log house in search of breakfast, but there was tio Colonel Wyniie. What could have happened 1 I turned from the window. with a gasp and met the eyes of the conductor looking down upon me with the grimmest expression I have ever scen. 'Well f he said, with and gloom; addison' ought to have my voice cles met me before. this, He knew [was Jump in my. throat grew and grew,and alone and must: be aware what any wanted to oxy;very badly indeed. emigrant oar was like, Perhaps it|To avert this catastrophe 1 suggested was & practioal joke--he always liked | that my belongings should be removed practical - jokes--and he hoped to| from the train. The. conductor htened me. Well, he had not dons | gtantly beopme brisk and hopeful, and n passing af any rate, Thete waa, nothin, by the red-faced | ¥ pL "My father, at about she ie fifty, lost all the hair from the' Re Ayers Hair Vigor, the hair coming, [and, in three oni beled a fine growth of hair. of the. Rakural, color.'--P. J. Onion Sasntupn Syringe N.Y, ll A True Slory of an TI Int & cabin on a sunny Nillside 'over: looking the Bay of Dublin dwelt a middle-aged brother and sister. The man was a helpless oriyple, entitely' dependent upon his sisters exertions ; and on her death a car was sent from - the poorhouse to bring him thither for - shelter. 'The poor wretch clung to the; only home he had ever known, utterly refused to leave it, crying that. ite would die if deprived of his*imay air and shut up within prison walla. His loud lamentations had, b the priest aud some of the hin se cd ove of het taken to the poor-house when she cair give him a shelter. It'sa corner and welcome in me own cabin the unfor- tunate Mick Oostilloe shall have.' But here his reverence interposed and vowed he would allow no such. scandal in the parish as an unmarried - man &nd woman sharing the some dwelling. ¢ 8hur, Maggie, you won't go hak. on your word I' implored poof Mitr in despair, Maggie hesitated a moment, then turning to the priest, said, If there's: no other way to save him from to 'house', your riverence, I'll marry $a and sora & haporth will any able to say agin it thin.' It was in vain that his [votes pointed out the terrible burden Mag: gie was taking upon herself, 'It's for love of God 1'm marrim - him an, not to plase meself/ was the - answer she reftrned: 'an' sure the Blessed Virgin will niver let me Want for the bite an' the sup when she ages we sharin' it with the eraytur that bas naythur.' The minrriage took place, and until his death, several years Tater, kind-heasted Maggie O'Flynn -