the goal, some cross, and ladies with' draggled ank he Para- © They reach all Joundering, the skirls and cold, 1 «iso is a little ho dependence ap- parently of the hotel below--apparently "also fenantléss and empty, It is built on rock, Joaking sheer down on-- what¥® on a blank of fog.' 'What does, avhat 'ean, that maddening blanket con- ceal 25° On; if they could hut tear it in Pi 2end ib asunder, hack it with 'Knives bs 4 from over the lovely face, they sill now, with all their climbing, a'l heir early rising, never see! Bul will mot they 2 Even as: they look, de- Spairingly straining their eyes, in the yain effort lo pierce that obscure and "balling veil, there is on movement in it, «a stirring of the inert mass of vapor; a wind fas risén, and i$ blowing coldly on thelr Brows, and in a moment, as seemsgothe 'maddening wet curlain is swept. away and up, as by some God- and, jhe hand of 'some. spirit that bas hean® their lament and has pitied them and said, "They 'have come' frem afar; il is their only chance; let us show it to Hemgs The curtain has 'rolled up and «lhe sombre fir-wood starts oul, and the 'emerald meadows, the lowest and nearest range of hills, then the next and _ then the next, and then the furthest and highest of all. There (hey stand re vealed, even the city, Florence, far away. 'They. 'can make out her duomo, small and dim with distance, g yet cerfainly there ; in the suddéneeffulgence all the valley alight and radiant. Range behind range stand the hills; "belated vapor wreaths floating, thin as lawn, up their flanks? "wonderful dreamy patches of radignce on 'the far slopes: marvelous améthysts starring their breasts, : Mys- tery and. beauly, color and space, sky and lovely land, where, five minutes dgo, there was nothing but choking Burgoyne stands as in a trance, vaguely oonscious---(rance-wise 100 -- that Eliza-|Seéms: an exaggerated concern following | the natural laws. The m. beth i6 hear him :. ll hie soul a aaa instantly upon Cecilia's remark on Mrs. | ters Prof. Postel has receiv fo his eyes i slands--how long? He hardly knows... Before that fair sight time. 'seems. dead ; bul even as he yel | al logether not sq, long aga; they were AE dae of Jogks, Smiling as one smiles at anything surpassingly 'lovely, 'the cloud-wreaths floal downwards again, wrealhs at first, then great volumes, then one universal sheel of yapor, impenetrably dense as before, Vanished are 'the Apennine slopes; sunkissed 'and 'dreamy ; van: ished the! distant Arno plain ; 'vanished even the near pines. He can scarce see hig hand before him. And yel-he can Elizabeth's face transfigured and Myering, . lifted to his--yes, fo his-- though Byig is on her other' side; her eyes full of teader tears of ravishment, wiiile her low vaice says sighingly-- "It's gone; but we have seen it} nothing can ever take that from us! no- thing ! nothing 1" #And although the next moment she is re ---- Mrs. Cora B. Miller Makes a Fortune Si 8 FF ¥ Ith Se, Snot ts Stenographers. few - years ago Mrs. Cora B. ip a manner similar to that of other am Until Miller lived 'of shousands own-stone residence, an ole of the most successful b or Taiaast succe - & .| beneath il he winces, ©, > reabsorbed into the . fog .* though for 'the rest of walk he, scarce catches sigh little brown head and stalking "cap; yet it CHAPTER. XXIV, Not once again, s¢ long as as they re any means abolish its un- {main at Vallombrosa, does. the envious] Po¥ cloud-blanket Jift; and 'after slopping about for some time Jonger, in"the vain hope that it will, Burgoyne and his two femalo relatives-elect return fo" the inn, all fallen very silent. The "other . two members 'of the party have disappeared into' the fog. = At the door of 'the. hotel they, find Mrs. Le Marchant. who has broken "from "her 'cerements, 'and is ooking anxiously out. As she calches ight of them the look of tension an 'her face lessens, A YOR, here you 'are I" says she; "Lam §7 glad; and the others--no doubt th others are close behind." (Ei "We kno nothing about the others," replies Cecilia, with some ill-humor, tak- ing upon her the office of spokeswoman, which neither of her companions seems in any hurry fo assume; "the others took ivéncit leave of us an hour ago. Oh dear; how: wet Iam! What a horrible excursion !' How I detest Vallombrosa I" Amelia is to the full as wel as her sis- ter; nothing ean well be 'more lament able than the appearance of either; arid upon Amelia's face there is, in. addition 1> & handsome share. of splashes from | rain, a look of mortificalion and crest- fallenness ; but she now' puts. in: 'her word, 'with "her usual patience and thoughtful good-temper. "1 do not think you need be in the serving the immediale relapse inlocawhat Lo Marchant's features; "they were with us not long ago. We were certainly will us. at the Paradiso--they were cer- tainly 'with us at the Paradiso?" {urhing with an interrogalive air to" Burgoyne, "Yes; they were certainly with us: at the Paradiso," he assents, not thinking it necessary lo add why he is so yery. cer- tain as to this' fact. "They must have so much inducement to Joiter this charming weather," gries Ceclliff; with an exasperiited laugh." "Oh; how wet'l am! I do not expect thal we shall any of us forget Vallombrosa in a hurry ! 1 shall go and ask the chamber. maid 10 lend me some dry shoes and stockings." With 'these words she walks towards the slaircase and climbs it, leaving. a muddy imprint on each step to mark her progress as she mounts, fs Amelia does not.at once follow her ex- ample. She remains standing where she was, her arms hanging listiéssly by her sides,. and the expression 'of ¢réstiallen- ness deepened on 'her fagged face. 'Her lover is touched by her ik; and, go- ing up to her, lays his hand kindly and solicitousi§ on her shoulder; A #Umbrellas are not what they were in my days," he says, Irying to smile. "You are quite as wel as Cis, though, you do. not proclaim your sufferings nearly so loudly. Had not you better go and see whether the chambermaid owns two pairs of dry stockings?" $ * She lilt her eyes with wistfyl grati- tude to, his. "This is 'my {real," she says slowly: "my first treat 10 you ; obi poor Jim I Thee is a deplh of compassion in her tone as disproportioned to the apparent th an i The following letter tel's ability'; % Rud MISS EFPA i. TRYON. Prof. 3 2 stel \ > Dear Bir--You: are .certainly the most wonderful astrologer living. 'Every one of your predictions came true. 1 consider that you niot only saved me from an aw- death but prevented the loss of hun. dads of Sollars, I true Jhat many people Ww, pro y. your Vics, neere MISS EFFA M. ON, The accuracy of recent predictions made by this eminent Astrologer has caused many 'of his friends to believe that he fog. | east anxious about them," she says; ob-| possess a Supernatural Danes, but hi modestly asserts that his p due alone to a sélentific un br e who have benefited by his ? ample proof that he is sincere in his work has a kindly feeling toward humah- of this paper ofin obtain a read: Reg BY, addreenin a1 Br to Prof. Postel, pt 389, No. Bt, New York. imply reading of your life, sta date, sex, and whether m: 3 x It you wish to do Jo you m; 10 cen ver or stamps) to postage and clerical work ; however, Be will be promptly sent, whether you inelose the 10 cents or not. 1 THE BEST PROOF follo figures from-the report fo bd SPOR Tos themselves 3 . Policies placed y in 06, 86,459,880,00 this the Increas of busi- : ness in force : 5 06, 3,708,575.00 ferme in Canada.) SURPLUS TO POLICYHOLDERS, 3 increase ov. vigus year.) cause as had been Mrs. Le Marchant's |" anxiety for her daughter's' return; "Why do you pity me?" he inquires, hall-indignantly. "Am J-- 5 "A Hilksap ; one that never in hisd ' fad pia i "Felt 50 much cold as over shoes od snow?" ; ] | What do I cire for a lithe rain? add: + {shines {echoes she, ing cheerfully, "You shall give me a second treaty dear; ave will come here fgain by ourselves: when the sun 0 pat of "By ourselves--when the sun shines!" ) il repeating a lesson ; and alf docilely, an obedience fo. | uncomfo 'and: THE Heat BRancuRg St: aa x Ask tor a Groat-West Oalendar.. Fros natural: that he. should, and; at, she wished it." 0 "You are making me "when 1 ay hat 1 en I I l oducid Rita 1 : "Oh, I am not b 'she, wil obyk