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SEPSSFSFP*'?! tiMsfaMms By JANET FAIR BA l52S25252525Z5ZSa52S2S25e5Z5B5aS^a.!^Ji&a^'a^^aa^^iaigi^ -RON FOR ITI** - •TNOPSIS.--Returning t» her hone in t small town. Milton Center, from a visit to New TorX. the widowed mother of t»n-jr**rold Ann Byrne announces her wedding to Hudson Cortlandt. socially and politically prominent. Her husband has not been told about Ann. and the new wife fears he will be displeased. With Ann. JUrs. Cortlandt returns to New York, to the house of Hendricks Cortlandt, her husband's brother, with whom the latter Is living. Hudson practically refuses to have anything to do with Ann, and the child Is gladly adopted by Hendricks Cortlandt Ann's mother and stepfather are lost at sea. Ann fills a gap In Hendricks Cortlandt'a lonely heart. The situation Is resented by Mrs. Renr.eslyer, Hendricks* sister, whose son. Hendricks, has been looked upon as the natural heir to the Cortlandt wealth. The Civil war breaks out. A tentative Engagement between young Henneslyer and Ann la understood, the youth enlisting. War hospitals are established In New Tork. and Ann takes up the work of cheering the wounded back from the front With her guardian, Ann visits Renneslyer in his encampment on the outskirts of Wash- •igton and meets noted people. knn devotes herself to Densley toward. a dying soldier, who tells her she must not marry Renneslyer. Renneslyer's name appears In the death list, Boon after Ann had secretly written breaking off their engagement. Hendricks Cortlandt goes to Europe. Ann hears that Renneslyer Is alive, and starts for the front. Circumstances plunge her Into the thick of the Gettysburg struggle. Ann finds Renneslyer alive and unhurt. He puts her In charge of Aveuana, Italian military observer, with whom she is compelled to paas the night In a deserted farm house. fey CHAPTER XIII--Continued. The girl's Inclination was to. m town the car to greet htm, and to Ml every one how wonderfully kind be bad been to her, but to her amazement there was no returning smile in his look. His eyes met hers coldly and firmly, and there was a prohibition In them. She did not look up again as tbe men went through the car, but she «>uld hear the Italian's soft-voiced fctflcltations. "In my country do'nothing so CKcellent for our wounded. It will greatly interest the war ministry." They stood for a while gravely discussing hospital equipment and then tiey went away. Avezzana departed Without a single backward look; tbe •lily time his eyes had met Ann's was la that first icy glance. The girl was furiously angry with him, and bewildered, too. She could not imagine why he should pretend that he did not know her; as she thought of it her IbdignatioQ grew, and at the same time she was enormously cast down. •- v It was, perhaps, half an boor be- :||^i>re tiie door opened again, furtively. ' /"'It was, she supposed, only a brakeman ^' doming to attend to his work, but as •o one entered immediately, she beiame suspicious. She thought that If v ft was Avezzana she would not speak him; a flame of anger swept through her. In a moment the young ' Italian stuck his bead into the car land startled her with a brilliant smile' K ? |>he hastily turned her head away, but t r V^omeliow she was aware that he "flipped around the door, and closed v hb enind him with a little burlesque caution. In no time at all be was de her, masculine «nd impressive,; fc>^;#ind Ann was, after all, unprepared forj iiim. She wondered nervously what; yr'r Avezzana would say, but she was itaken entirely unaware by his open- \ / flng. •'jS' "Nurse, may I ask yon some quesions In regard to the feeding of your |*ck?" /$§< She shook her bead. 1 am afraid ^not," she said dryly. $T *V' "But your, colonel said it was you I CsV"^should ask. ... I thought if you '.'would come, for a moment--so that, of |course, we shall not disturb your paj.^ tlents--to the back platform? Ton will come?" "No, thank you." Still Ann did not look at him. She was enjoying her self; she felt delightfully cruel, and at the same tlmeunsatlated. Avezzana reacbed for a chair, and drew it close to hers. "In that case," be said, "I most ask yon certain questions here." "We cannot talk. There are mensleeping. . . . What questions?" Tbe afterthought was a weakness and she flushed resentfully. "Many. . . . Where shall I be* glnr He swung the chair between bis trim legs, preparatory to sitting •» !t- • Ann looked miserably down the line of cots; the men were, obviously waiting happily for the situation to develop. "You are right," she murmured, "here we will disturb my patients, ... For just a moment--" She rose, and turned to the rear door. "Sit here." he said ceremoniously, as he lowered her down carefully to the narrow swinging seat There the flying ground seemed very close; she could see each distinct pebble on the right-of-way. Her skirts filled all the space between the hand-rails, but Avezzana made nothing of that; ha swung himself past her, so that she held her breath lest he should fall; then, unceremoniously pushing aside her crinoline, he seated himself on the step below her. Wedged into that tiny place, ^he could not avoid looking into his wide, smiling, black eyes. She bad never seen eyes just like them; beneath their smile they were curiously {inexpressive, as though they bad no depths. With an effort, she looked away, and remembered that she was offended. She frowned as she realized, too late, that she had lost ground In allowing him to bring htf'Mtt from the car. . "You ate angry!" "Of cobrse I am angry !" Ana's direct gaze met bis, firmly. "Because I do not speak to yon. Is It not so?" Ann said nothing, but she looked off over the unfenced fields with cold indifference. "Yon do not know why I am silent? No? It Is of a strangeness, your country 1 Here you are, young, unmarried--a lady." Was there, Ann wondered, tbe least question it his voIce£ "You spend a night with me, alone. It is not to be helped, no, but surely It Is not to speak of, for I, too, am a gentleman!" But what of It?" Ann burst out. Why not talk about It? No one would think anything of it," sh£ looked him over magnificently, "with me." Avezzana said nothing for,a bit; he was plainly staggered. Finally he announced firmly, "I could not have recognized you, before those men, no, not If I died forrlt '_ . . I conld not have spoke. ..f Tea understand? you forgive?" Ann softened unwillingly. She still cherished a slight feeling of resentment, but she allowed a memory of his care of her to overlay it. "I suppose so," she said ungraciously, but she smiled at him. Avezzana smiled back, and all was well. "There are some things I must ask you." About the feeding of my patients?" Ann laughed. No," he thai said quite gravely. About yon." 1 "Well, what about me?" "Many things. . . . Why were you there--at the battle?" 'We bad word that my cousin, Hendricks Renneslyer, was dead and then we heard he wasn't. I went to make sure." ~ "Your cousin?" Ann could feel herself flushing, hot she managed to nod carelessly. Then Avezsana said something that surprised her. "I have seen him since. He says you are fiancee." "We were--but we're not--now." "Then why risk all. In this way? Surely, even In your country, it is not the custom for a beautiful young girl to--" He broke off, with a wide gesture. "Yon talk Jost like my aunts," she commented. A pleased smile broke over the Italian's face. "Ah, you have aunts?" There was plainly relief in his tone. "I mean--no mother? No father?" " N o . . . . I h a v e an u n c l e ; he Is tbe nicest person Iff the world, but he is abroad. The President sent him to Europe." Avezzana omed to be struggling with extraordinary facts. "The Pres- I Avezzana had it open for her, al though she had made haste, in order to avoid accepting even this small service. She stepped out on the platform, where the fierce wind tore at her 0reat hollow skirts, and came near [feeling of restraint. "I must go," she mix- JMSS "Yen Understand? Yen Forgive?" ldent," he murmured, as if that were the last touch to an amazing situation. I am sorry be Isn't here. He would thank you for me," Ann said prettily. "You will tell hint?" "Yes." "Extraordinaire I Aadyoar aunts?" Ann flushed again. "ifro--not my aunts. They would be awfully cross about It." Avezzana's look of relief deepened into deference. "Your aunts--I hope to know them," he murmured. Ann became conscious of a slight her.. She found herself the Italian, while the door hind them, with a great glass. She met his Intent tried to puH herself away, not, tmjUiusi her arm was said feebly, all her by this unexpected moment," Avezzana replied piloted her across tbe perilous pifttforttf ro tha stepsstl&esiifli said uneasily. "To nurse?. , . , But why a nurse--you, a young girl? That Is a thing I cannot comprehend." "Plenty of people can't," she ascured him comfortingly, and added superbly, "I nurse because I wish to. . . . In a war. . Don't your Italian women do that?" "Women? Yes. But ladies, never." "Well. I am glad I dent live there, that's alL' AMMBn teaned to^Art ftar^qprly. "l>« not turn your mind against my country," he pleaded. "ItalMtl How she Is beautiful I" "Perhaps when the war Is ever, uncle will take me them." "Where do jrou write to four uncle?" "In care of the American minister, Paris. Why?" Avezz ma looked at her profoundly. "Perhaps--for no reason," be said. Ann felt, uncomfortably, that there was more there than met the eye. "Now I really must go back," she' said, "suppose some one should comb in, and not find me?" u This was, to Avezzana, potent reasoning. He rose at once. She got un? to her feet, and allowed hin^ take her hand In his. He held it very tightly, but relinquished It the moment he had the door opened. On the threshold, Ann paused, swaying lightly to the-motion of the train. "When you are in New York,, will you come to see us?" she demanded. "I shall give myself that honor." "But you don't know whqre we Hve." "Your cousin--bn ha* glfe me the place." "Ob! . , . Well, then, godd-by." She gave him her band again impulsively. and vanished Into the car. The next day Ann left the Sanitary commission women, and went on to New York. Mrs. Cortlandt was waftln£ Tfor her In the ferry-bouse; she received the prodigal without tbe slightest indication of an Inclination, to sacrifice a fatted calf--or, indeed, anything, except the offender herself. During all the years in which she had shocked her 'Ann had never known such weighty disapprobation. Well, miss," was all she said In welcome. She ran a disapproving eye over the girl's disgraceful frock. "You look a sight," she added' griraly.- I know--my old black dress. . . . Isn't it wonderful, Aunt Emily, about Hendricks--that be is alive and all, right?" "We knew that long b afore your message came. The very day after you left we ha# » telegram in answer to those we had been sending." Ann stood still in the passageway. "How ridiculous I" she murmured, and laughed. I am glad yon can laugh, miss. Don't stand here; let us get home while we may." Outside, the street* teemed to Ann to be strangely empty. "Where is. everybody?" she asked Mrs. William. "Come, Ann, make baste I Dont stand there like that! - Don't yon see those roughs over there?" "What of It? It can't hnrt me to have them look at me. ... I <un sure I giouldn't think they would want to, the way I look " Mrs. Cortlandt broke into a hen-like little ran. and Ann hobbled after her on her aching feet. The cariihge was waiting; tbe older woman bolted Into It frantically, and tyrued t> pull Ann, after her. "What In the world, Annt Ftully?" Ann cried, half tumbling into the musty Interior. Mrs. Cortlandt sank back on the cushions with a great sigh j.f relief. "Thank goodness," she gusped. "We're safe I" "Safe? Why shouldn't we be?" Ann glanced out of the window at the still deserted streets "Is - there anything the matter?" she demanded. "Matter? I should say there was! Riots, at any moment. Negroes threatened with their lives! Every one scared to death! Roughs from the river- front swarming all over town! We shall be fortunate if we reach home with our lives!" "But what hf * happened?" • "They have be £un the draft fwrtlie! army, Ann. Yesterday they drew the first names from the wheel. They never should have begun It on a Saturday-- all day Sunday to stir up mischief, and no soldiers quartered herei" Ann sat silent, letting Mrs. Cortlandt run on. She remembered that her guardian had thought the Draft act a bad one. because, for two hundred dollars, it allowed a rich man to buy his exemption from fighting, but that, she thought, would, not have caused rioting. As they neared Washington square tbe streets were more normal, and she decided that the danger of riots was all In Mrs. Cortlandt's head, after all. Of course It was all nonsense. Ann thought, with a pitying smile for one no aged and panicky as competent, middle-aged Mrs. Cortlandt. That night, safe in her Incredibly Comfortable room, and luxuriously dean and crisp In her starched white muslin dressing sack, she wrote * letter to her guardian. It was long past midnight when she had finished her confession, and she went to stand tn the window for tpoment, before she blew ' out her candle. She was exceedingly glad to be at home; the peace and comfort of it was like a gentle caress; the pain and tragedy of Gettysburg seemed long way off. . . . She wished that she could forget It. . . She turned to her bed. waiting, smooth and while, for her tired body. . . . Her last waking thoughts were of Avezzana-- nothing definite, only an Impression of hlin that made her smile, as sho drifted out to sleep. The following morning Ann slept late; the shadows in the aqaare were already shortening toward midday, when stfe came downstairs, and she cast an Impatient glance at the tall clock in the hall. There wns nobody In the lower rooms, and she summoned old Joseph with undeserved acerbity. "Where Is everybody?" she Inquired. "Mis' Cortlandt and Miss Fanny, **. wanHUged tegete «qr own house. . Mis' Cortlandt say to' you to stay Lrar unril she come back ag'in. Yon are on no count to go out." "llam.""' Ann fc^hetf to Insubinvention, i<tit remembering her recent escapades, sbe was prudent. "Then you'll have to take this letter to the post office, Joseph." "Yes, Miss Ann."7Yte went 'off read' Jly enough, but Ann had barely time to settle down to Charles Dickens' last He's "Dont Be Silly, Joseph." enchanting installment before b» bar** into the room ugaln, face s' sickly lead co 1 or. He held on* !Mu'« letter In a hand that shook. ' "i cayn't go, Miss Ann." . "Can't go?. Why not pray?" In her Impatience she was suddfenty Imperious. "Downstairs, Visa Attn, honey, de butcher's boy says a fierce mob ani roamin' de streets, yen, mtt'ain. an' huntin'all us cullud folks down. . . .. Miss Ann, he say dey's set fire to the cullud orphan 'sylum where yo' tuk yo* clothes when yo' firs' cum here--" "At Forty-second street, you mean? Bight on Fifth avenue? Nonsense I" "Yes, Miss Ann. . . . An' all them po' little cullud chillen in It!" "Pon't be silly, Joseph. The police wq^ld never let that happen, right here tn New York. I don't believe a word of It!" "No, ma'am. . , I reckon I won't go out today, Miss Aan. honey!' Anu made no move to take her letter; she had, when nfottag It, appreciated keenly that i«y| word she put on the paper Wcttd pain . guardian, and now that It was she wanted to be lid of It, She dldht half believe what she bad beard of the riots, and she thought it possible that tbe old man was trying to evade bis Walk In the heat. "Of course you wilt take my letter," sbe Said crisply* "You must burry, or it will miss the boat." "No, Miss Ann--no. It ain't a.right healthy day fo' a cullud perfpn fp be out!" Ann struggled to be calm and kind. "If It doesn't go at «nce It will miss the boat," she explained with a careful . patience, and added raose briskly, "I never heard anything So absurd In my life! You can walk up University place to Fourteenth street; It won't take you ten minutes. Now hurry Joseph. do; you'll be home all the Sootter. The old man turned Slowly, hesi* tated. and finally shuffled out In moment Ann saw him emerge cautiously into the peaceful desertion of Washington square, and die smiled at his foolish pnnic. Suddenly she heard an ominous series of muffled crashes, ripped by sharper detonations. It shook her tranquillity, and she felt somewhat guilty, as she went out on tbe steps listen. She began to be uneasy about old Joseph, although she felt no feai alarm. In a few moments Fanny Cortlandt came hurrying down the square. "I was fortunate to get back unmolested. Ann, they are murdering the negroes, and torturing them! Isn't It horrible? They say one poor man-- Why, Ann, where are you going?" Ann was flinging herself dovpi the steps. She called back. "I sent Joeeph out I I'm going after him!" Fanny sprang alter her, and caught her by the arm. "Ann. Don't think of Auch a thing! What could yo& do a girl?" Ann shook her off savagely. "I'm going!" she declared. "Like that? Without any hat?" Ann laughed. "No," she replied, "with yours!" She snatched Fanny's from her smooth hend, and ran clumally down the square. She forgot all about her lame feet in her anxiety, for in the distance she caught a murmur of wild voices. As she neared the comer of- Dnlverslty place, the confusion came loud er; there vfas a thud of heavy feet and a savage medley of sltouts. Above the noise she heard suddenly a raucous voice calling, "Burn the nigger! Burn him!" and the sound of pounding feet came louder. Filled with sicft gplng premonition she flung herself mimiii the comer and stood, horrorstruck. Banning down the center of the street, straight toward her, was <rtd Joseph. Perhaps ten yards behind blm there were twenty-flve or thirty men and boys, In a scattering group. They could easily have caught him; "Ot»," she crle& "stop I old man t" Joseph saw her* and making a last' effprt, he plunged toward her and fell, huddled In a shapeless heap, at her feet. She could hear the rasping gulps of his breath as be lay there. There were vague shouts of "Kill the nigger!" bot salutations to the "girl almost drowned them out: "Hello, my beauty! Let the nigger be strung up, but you come with us!" For an Instant Ann's mere presence "held them at bay, but the pressure behind was strong, and all at once the entire -pgroup burst on them, overwhelming them. The girl and the old negro were hustled roughly into the square. Ann, feeling for thfe first time strange and compelling hands upon her, struck out with a primitive fury. The men about her fell back laughing. "Let him go," she cried, taking advantage of the momentary lull. "Let me have him." A burst of laughter greeted his plea, man shouted, "Give us a kiss, my dear." Then the demand to "Kill the nigger!" arose again, more fiercely. Under tbe confusion of her fright, Ann began to plan, and she steadily pressed back down the square toward Pifth avenue and the. haven of her gnardbm's house. She dragged Josrph f, fecr compelling hand on hts arm. "Let the girl have him," a voice arose unexpectedly, and the cfrowd stilled to hear. "Who 1^ he, miss?" "Why, he 1ft just our butler." Her , jyoung voice floated out clearly, every one heard. A great roar of laughter greeted her. announcement. "I>---n the rich!" sortie one called out "They don't have to be drafted. They, pay their dirty money for us to go and be killed." Her champion dropped opt, as suddenly as he had Intervened. "Let's take the girl, too." A roughlooking youth Ann had identified as the leader caught her by tbe wrist, and pulled ber toward him, grinning. She leaped back, ducked under his outstretched arm, and wrenched herself free. The men about her fell back, laughing and half good-natured, waiting to watch her tight She thought that she might take advantage of this, and she tried to shake old Joseph Into some vitality, so that they might attempt a dash to safety, bnt he was too terrified to understand. She could only drag him' after her, hopelessly, so she began to plead with the men nearest them; breathless and desperate, she begged them to have mercy. Here and there Ann caught a sympathetic look on a man's face and felt that "she was nlaking some headway. TJiqy were nearlng her guardian's when the leader of the mob his flushed face almost against dwn; without further preliminary 4HPTfi«ng bis arm about her and briefly, "You're coming with me." Ann pushed him off feebly; her heartwas beating slckeningly, and iBhe had almost stopped struggling, when all at once she was conscious of a new element in the crowd. There was confusion on Its edge; some one was hitting out wildly. In a moment she could see that a man was pushing toward her! his fierce attack had opened a wide lane In the tight-pressed group and almost before she realized that he was there, he was at her side; he was white and breathless, but she had a heartening realization of bis courage. "Is there a decent man in this fang r he shouted. "Stand by me, boys I" Twp or three shamefaced volunteers pushed their way to his side. "That's the ticket!" He turned to Ann. "Lst the nigger go," he said briefly. She looked at him with wide and dw* perate eyes. "I won't," she said. "That is fny house, Just there; Can't we make it?" " He cast a brief glance at the distance. "Run for It" he ordered, as with a savage kick he helped the llinp negro to regain his agility. ' * Ann thrust her arm through the old man's. Her courage and her strength came flooding back to her with tite opportunity to escape. Joseph rolled desperate eyes around him, and then, seeing that he was so near home and safety, he tore himself from her grasp and ran. The basement* door was open, with Fanny's frightened face behind it, and the fugitives fell into the house, safe. The rioters flung themselves against the stout oak door as the bolt shot, into place. Ann ran .tumultously up tW basement steps. * "Where are you going?" Fanny called after ber, terrified. Ann paused for an Instant. "Yon stand by the door," she directed. fPhat man out there--he saved my- life!-- Let him In when he comes." And without waiting for an answer she hurried on, lame, breathless, and often stumbling, up the long, cruelly steep stairs to her uncle's room. There, in the drawer of the table by Mr. Cortlandt's bed, She found what she wanted. It was a revolver, blue black and heavy in her handT "She w«« breathing so hard lhat she bad to wait for just an instant before she opened the wifltdow In the balcony overhanging the square. For a moment she could not see her protector, and co! terror gripped her until the discovered him, where the knot of men was thickest The attnek on the door had been abandoned for the more exciting event of •l|^fSl»d towtM lier as s^^fenod,. .. . . ^ her b|liemi|r n 1 took *1^ 4 off bis assalpxjt*, an<% pusk t<fti§ rd the housfe Iftones bc| to la 11 about her; sb^dod&ed a ticulatiy vicious one and heard ' window behind her crash into bttfc; The crowd:'msr*«W*srat.- from:ill* panic, an to see whil tector. He was Ing two or three; but obviously -the bale to her ( below her, enj roughs at oj__, ground^ so 'jinr fired again, deliberately, directly down into the crowd. No one seemed to be hurt, but she cohld not be Sure, so she teaned over the rail to look. In her agitation she "dropped her pistol and It crashed •- the upturned face of tjpipwiilllfcader of the rioters; he Vent -d^n wl£ho«t a sound, and his followers drew back. Ann saw the stranger leap for the basement door and heard It slam behind him. A shower tSt stones fell about her and she was conscious of a sharp pain In her hand as she ducked down hastily and went back through the window Into the house, where tbe terrified servants were closing, shutters behind the shattered windows. It was fortunate for the fugitives that this was the first day of mob fighting; when confronted with the actual demolishing of property, the leaders hung back, and a more- peaceably inclined man on the outskirts urged that the house belonged to Hendricks Cortlandt, "him who built the Old Folk's home." The leader staggered up unsteadily; Mn Cortland't revolver lay at his feet He looked at it covetously and picked It up; it was not a bad pgks to have wun. "Well," he said, "even the rich ain't alt alike. We'll let this nigger go, and get qs another one somewhere elie/*' The women, palpitating at a In the shutters, could scarcely berf«*e their eyes when tlupy saw the crowd move off. They had all expected the worst. In the meantime Ann's champion lay where he had fallen when he had staggered into the |umie. From one Won trousers leg a bright red stain was slowly spreading, wet tfnd ominous. WheQ Ann came down the stairs and saw him, she gasped sharply and the color went out of her lips. "Did I shoot blm?" she asked, agonized. The man managed ta lift his head. "Dont you fret," he murmured. "It's an old wound. I'm just out of hospital." Then he dropped again, and lay, limp and Whttp on th^ t(§fl^«M'li^O!K,; Ann cut fway his bl ^ era legs. She found tfcaitfce came .Jf«ii fr"*ash above the kne* \ V /.>•*<• - Pi ll SITU Otvrtnnsl dotm den. Give "SPOHN'S" Distemper. Used fat tfcHey 60 cents and SL20 at drag sbqcw. .£> | iffev ;|Sa "r' P" ^ 1FV j&l .. ~ t H - . lift ' fmm.:. • * r SI?-- W l - it is far better to be homesick awa from home than to be hofne rtctu "CASCARET8" FOR UVER _ AMD WPjtLS--10c A BO Blllo«W}e«, Consttpa«»n» Slcl& geadachejndlg<p>|n. Drag stores. Advg. The in the world is t %et possc^aiii;vnf';li fact " ' m Stones Began to Vail About Hen which was only half healed, and haft, obviously, reopened; it was a company tlvely simple matter for her to irtjRf* the bleeding, and to dress the wotntfl with towels torn into strips. Then she routed old Joseph from the cellar, wfiere, on regaining his safety, be had taken refuge, and the old man and the women managed to carry the liny body of Ann's rescuer upstairs to the guest room. Wher Ann bent over him she found something haunttegly familiar In hie lean face, bearded only sparsely, and well below the high cheek-bones; she thought that she might have seen him In a hospital somewhere. She gave* him a tablespoonful of whisky and In a moment he opened his eyes and looked at her. He smiled and his Ilpt parted. She bent to hear. Impersonally, as she bad so often dene In the hospitals. "Annie Byrne," the young man murmured, pleased. And then, "Ktaa me again, Annie, do!" Lincoln, Nebr^--"At one became very miserable with differ. le tah* Dr. jwuedhee^ Ja that mm 'Favorite !>--Ilihini' the onsMHMt tub ami when tbe look the ' ftat I Wf . . . -- ««J «-- •frill maintaining i hea&h."--Mm. Martha " » 80. I9tk SL Send !Os%> Di t/T* far Mail** It is"more Important to know secret of Natdfto than to -make It pei> fbrmajrtck. "Hew strange that It shftjiHd have been ymt wfce eaved m* Peter I" ma«1lM?*e girl's chaippiqa. AnftUd never fired" a revtifor, aftd her ha»tt were tremfellng so jftat when a)|M «»ed botb» the long swept the crowd in wide fbrves. "If I shoot straight, I shall probably kill him," she reflected grinriy^ as she Ann could see that they were playing 'pulled very hard lfrdtsd, y^awnaged with blm--savoring their enjoyment of ; to fire. The revolver ktgkifl, and the bis terror. A rage that blinded her ' charge went high ewer the heads of to everything else caught the girl In the rtntnrs; the report had an Instant- Its fierce grip; she had no sensation ly cabling effect Thiftp araa-ft genere6' toa»--a*vSba (TO BK CONtXMUSD.) In the Orase Family, 10,000 Speelee* There are ten thousand species oC I.tb sere of trhich 1,300 are native to the United States. Members of the grass family are dlstrtbnted throughout an the zones of the earth, and*- vary In sise from a few Inches height to veritable forest tt« test and Pad's CalQMtatlaii Fattier--No, young aaaa, yon are ten yovng tn starry my daughter. . . . Yen scarcely twenty and she y twenty-eight .... Walt ten yean Ybn will then be thirty--am she will """ W 'i 8 >j*v- v;>v\ ;