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To do: Ibc oh! plo life alt Bl‘ ha 18 cure its sting we must look to some- thing beyond this world's quackeries. Other griefs can find sympathy and expression. and become absorbed little by littlein the variety of life's issues. But love, as it is, and should be un- derstoodâ€"not the faint ghost that ar- rays itself in stolen robes, and says. “I am love." but love the strong and the immortal, the pass-key to the hap- py skies. the angel cipher we read, but canlnot nndenstandâ€"such love as this. and there is none other true, can find no full solace here, not even in its earthly satisfaction. For still it beats against its mortal bans and tends the heart that holds it; still strives like a meteor flaming to its central star. or a. new-loosed spirit seeking the presence of its God, to pass‘ hence with that kindred soul to the ’l‘hen he thought, if it should be the last, if she should (lie or desert him. what would his life be worth to him? -A consciousness within him answered, "Nothing.” And, in a degree, his con- clusion was right; for. although it is, fortunately, not often in the power of my single passion to render life al- together worthless, .it is certain that, when it strikes in ‘youth, there is no sickness so some as that of the heart; no sorrow more keen. and no evil more lasting. than those oonnected with its disappoinflnents and its griefs. For other sorrows, life has salves and con- solations, but a noble and enduring passion is not all of this world, and to inner heaven whence it came, there to be wholly mingled with its other life and clothed with divine identityâ€"there to satisfy the aspirations that now vain- ly throb within their flwhly walls, with the Splendor and the peace and the full measure of the eternal joys it. knows swait its gaming. Faint it grew. and fainter yet, and. as it disappeared, he thought of Ange- la, and yearning sorrow fell upon him. When, he wondered sadly, should he again look into her eyes and hold that proud beauty in his arms? what fate awaited them in. the future that stretched before them. dim as the darkening ocean. and more uncertain? Alas! he could not tell, he only felt that it was very bitter to be parted thus from her to whom had been given his whole heart's love, to km“ that every fleeting moment widened a breach already far too wide, and not to know if it would again be narrowed. or if this farewell would be the last. :And it is n first-tfuit of this knowledge.that t _e thoughts of those who (we plunged. into‘the fires of a pure devotion fly upward as surely as the sparks? Nothing but the dross. the gmsser earthly part, is purged away by their ever chastening sorrow, which is. in truth, a dis- cipline for finer souls. For did there over yet Live the man or woman who, loving truly. has suffered. and the fires burned out. has not risen phoenix- like from their ashes, purer and bet- tar, and holding in the heart a bright. undying hope? Never; for these have walked barefooted upon the holy ground. it is the flames from the altar mt hug purged them and left their own I“ within i Am! 831me this ‘_‘.I_ -I_._ _-_ I ed to be finally dispersed by the penev trating drizzle that is generally to be met with off the English coast Arâ€" thur, left alone on the heaving deck, desolate. Around was a. gray waste of tossing waters, illumined here and there by the setting rays of an angry mm, above. a wild and windy sky, with not even a sea-gull In all its space, and in the far distance a. white and fading line. which was the shore of England. Miss Terry was a middle-aged rela-‘ tive of Mrs. Carr's late husband, who had by a series of misfortunes been] left quite destitute. Her distress hav-: ing come to the know ledge of Mildred Carr, she, with the kind-hearted! promptitude that distinguished her, atl once came to her aid, paid her debts, and brought her to her own house to stay, where she had remained ever! since under the title of companion. . These two women, living thus togeth-I er, had nothing whatsoever in common,f save that Miss Terry took some reflect-l ed interest in beetles. As for travel-’ 111g. having been brought up and liv-i ed in the same house of the same coun-f ty town until she reached the age of! forty-five, it was, as may be imagined, i altogether obnoxious to her. Indeed, I it is more than doubtful if she retain-i ed any clear impression whatsoever ofj the places she visited. “A set of for-i eign holes!" as she would call them.‘ cumminptuously. Miss Terry was, in; short, neither clever, nor strong- mind-i ed. but so long as she could be in the} company of her beloved Mildred, whom; she regarded with mingled reverence; and affection, she was perfectly happy; Oddly enough, this affection was re-. oiprocated, and there probably was no» body in the world for whom Mrs. Carr' cared so much as her cousin by map, riage, Agatha Terry And yet iti 11 ould beimxxxssibla to imagine tw'lo11o- men more dissimilar. Not long after they had left Dart-i mouth the afternoon set in dull, and‘ £011 ard evening the sea freshened suf-Z ficiently to send most of the passen- gers belo11,lea11n1g those who remain-; CHAPTER XXXII.â€"Conrtinued. Arthur now made his bow and de' fitted. Wondering how two women so dissimilar as Mrs. Carr and Miss Terry 0am to be living together. As it is a piece of curiosity that the reader may share, perhaps it had better be explained. and was preparing for a heavy swing to leeward. Arthur, seeing that Mrs. Carr would in a. few seconds certainly be flung out to sea, rushed promptly forward and lifted her from the rail. [t was none too soon, for next mom- ent down the great ship went with a lurch into a trough of the sea, hurl- ing him. with her in his arms, up against the bulwarks, and, to say truth, hurting him considerably. But, if he expected any tha’nks for this exploit, he was destined to be disappointed, for no sooner had he set his lovely bur- den down, than she made use of her freedom to stamp upon the deck. “How could you be so foolish ?” said he. “In another moment you would haye been flung out to sea!“ bad just begun to observe how charm- ingly she was dressed when some qunlm seized her, and she turned to re- enter the cabin. But the door had swurng to with the roll of the vessel. and she could not open it. Impelled by an agony of doubt, she flew to the side, and, to his horror, sprung with a single bound on to the broad rail that surmounted the bulwark netting, and remained seated there, holding only to a little rope that hung down from the awning-chain. Arth'ui' dfew himéeiE-ugvto his full height and looked dignifiedâ€"he could look dignified when he liked. “I do not quite understand you, Mrs. Carr," he said, with a. little bow. “What I did, I did to save you from going; overboard. Next time that such a little» adventure comes in my wav. I other, they separated; she marching off with all the dignity of an offended queen to the “sweet seclusion that a. cabin grants," While he withdrew to a bench. comforted, however, not a. little by the thought that he had given Mrs. Carr 3. Roland for her Oliver. Mrs. Carr's bound on to the bulwarks had been the last effort of that prince of demons, seasickness. vending her ere he left. When the occasion for mei'ning there had thus passed away, she'swn tired of her cabin and of lis- But he was destined that day to play knight-errant to ladies; in distress. Presently Mrs. Carr’s cabin-door open- ed, and that lady herself emerged there- from. holding on to the asiderail. He The ship, \vhigh Gist-at the moment rolling pretty heavily, had just reached the full angle 9f htfr windward roll, In the midst of his interesting pere- gri'nations he. observed Mrs. Carr gaz- ing out of her devk cabin window, looking, he thought, pale, but sweetly pretty and rather cross, When that lady saw that she was observed, she pulled the Purta'iln with a jerk and vanished. Shortly after this Arthur’s comp-anion vanished too, circumstances over which she had no control com- pelli'ng her, and Arthur himself sat down rather relieved. Let the longasuffering reader for- give these pages of speculative writing for the subject is a. tempting one. and full of interest for us mortals. In- deed, it may chance that, if he or she is more than five-a‘nd-twenty, these lines may even have been read with- out; impatience, for there are many who have the memory of a 106\; Angela hidden away somewhere in the records of their past, and who are fain, in the breathing spaces of their lives, to deeam that they will find her wand- ering in that wide eternity where “all lljlman barriers fall, all human rela- tions end, and love ceases to be a crime. " The morning after the vessel leftI Dartmouth brought with it weather.‘ brisk and clear, with. afresh breeze‘ that just topped the glittering swell? with white. There was, however, a.’ considerable roll on the ship, and those? poor wretches, who for their sins are; given to seasickness, were not yet“ happy. Presently Arthur observed: the pretty, black-eyed girlâ€"poor thing,: she did not look very pretty nowâ€"Q creep on the deck aLnd attempt to walk about, an effort which promptly result-f ed in a fall into the scuppers. He? picked her up, and asked if she would‘ not like to sit down. but she faintly’ declined, saying that she did not mind2 falling so long as she could walk a? littleâ€"she did not feel so sick when she T walked. Under these circumstancesi he could hardly do less than help her. which he did in the only way at all practicable with one so weak, namely, by_ walking her about on his arm. and lost, of those who have been scorn- ed or betrayed; of the suffering army that cry aloud of the empty bitterness of life and dare 'not how beyond. They do not understand that. having once loved truly, it is not possible that they should altogether lose; that there .‘3 to their pain and the dry-rot of their hopes, as to everything else in Nature. an end and object. Shall the soul be immortal, and its best essence but a thing of air? Shall the one thought by day and the one dream by night, the ethereal star which guides us across life's mirage, and which will stillshine serene at the moment of our fall from the precipice of Time; shall this alone. amid all that makes us what we are. be chosen out to see corruption. to be cast off and forgotten in the grave? Never! There, by the workings of a Providence we cannot understand, that mighty germ: awaits fruition. There. too, shall we know the wherefore of our sorrow at which, sad-eyed, we now so often wonder; there shall we kiss the rod that smote us, and learn the glorious uses and pluck the glowing fruits of an affliction that on earth filled us with such sick longing and such an aching pain. CHAPTER XXXIII. These utneharitabie thoughts rankled in their respective minds about 12 a. m. What then was Arthur’s disgust, on 1descending a little late to luncheon ; that day to be inrforme ed by the resplen- Ident ch1ef-stew ardâ€"v» ho, for some un- discovered reason, always reminded him .of Pharaoh's butlerâ€"that the captain had altered the places at table, and that this alteration involved his be- ging placed next to none other than Mrs. . Carr. Everybody was already seated, . and it was too late to protest, at any 1 rate for that meal; so he had to choose between submission and going without his luncheon. Being extremely hun- 1gry, he decided for the first alterna- 1tive, and reluctantly brought himself 00 a halt next hrs a.owed enemy. LOUUIV wwuvvJ v I â€" -..- ~â€"â€" . ' But between Arthur and herself I there was no attempt at reconciliation. lEach felt their wrongs to be eternal 1 as the rocks. At luncheon they look- :ed umutterable things from different . sides of the table; going to dinner, she cut him with the sweetest grace, and Son the following morning they natur- jally removed to situations as remote ifrom each other as the cubic area of ‘ a mail steamer would allow. “Yqu bring me from the seventh hea- vep of expectation into a. very pro- saic world; but I accept your terms. whatever they are. I am conquered.” “For exactly half an hour. But let uis 9L1; gense. Are you going to stop “Mr. Heifham you are paying oomâ€" Dliments. thought that you. looked above that sort of thing.” â€"thaE is. her chggklhhkhfidâ€"ehbe} shade of ‘ooralâ€"“I meant that we would not out each other after lunch.” I suppose. ls it‘nice, Mâ€"adeira?” “Charming. I live there half the year!’ at Madeira?" “Ah, then I can well believe that it is charming!” “In the presence of misfortune and l;eauty"â€"here he bowedâ€"“all men are reduced to the same level. Talk to me from behind a. curtain, or let me turn "NOW you are laughing at me, ahd actually interpreting what I say 11t- erally, as though the English language Were not full of figures of speech. By that Phrase," and she blushed a little my back upon you and you may ex- pect to hear workaday proseâ€"but face to face, I fear that you must put up with compliment." "A neat way of saying that y..u have had enough of me. Your compliments are two-edged. Goodâ€"bye for the pre- sent." And she rose, legving Arthur â€"well, rather amused.” After this they saw a good deal of each otherâ€"that is t) say. they con- versed together for at least thirty minutes out of every sixty during an average day of fourteen-hours, and in the course of these conversations she learned nearly everything about him. except his engagement to Angela, and she shrewdly guessed at that, or. rath- er. at some kindred circumstances in his career. Arthur. on the other hand learned quite everything about her, for her life was open as the day, and would have borne reporting in the Times newspaper. But. nevertheless, be found it extremely interesting. ”I can assume you, Mrs. Carr that there is nothing in the world I should like better. When shall the ceremony come off?" “It is not generous of WI» Mr- Heigham, to throw my words into my teeth. I had forgotten all about them)- But I will set your want of feehng against my want of gratitude. and we’ll kiss and be friends." “You must be a busy wornan.“ he said one morning, when he had been listening EoLong of hpr rafitling @0- A_-_- __L_ __--vâ€"â€"c â€" counts 'of her travels and gayetieg. sprinkled over. as it was. with the shrewd remarks and illumined by the “Oh! what a cynic you must be," she answered with a. rippling laugh, “as though women, heipless as they are, were not always thankful for the tini- est attention. Did'not the pretty girl with the black eyes thank you for your attentions yesterday, for in- stflnre?" “Did the lady with the brown eyes thank me for my attentionsâ€"my very necessary attentionsâ€"yesterday, for m- stam‘e ?" he answered, somewhat mol- lified, for the laugh and the voice would have thawed a human icicle, and. with all his faults, Arthur was not an icicle. “No, she did not; she deferred doing so in order that she might do it better. It was. very kind of you to help me, and I dare say. that you saved my life, and 1â€"1 beg your pardon for being 80 cross, but being- seasick always kindest to me. Do you forgive me? Please forgive me; I really am quite Pflhappy When I think of my behav- l0r." And Mrs. Carr shot a glance at him that Would have clearedthe north- W‘?2S.E.pas-938'0 for 'a. man-of-war.” But surprises, like sorrows, come in battalions, a. fact that he very dis- tinctly realized when, having helped himself to some chicken. he heard a clear voice at his side address him by mum's. Mr. Heigham," said the vui<e “Ihave nut yet thanked you for your kind- ness to Miss Terry. I am commissioned to assure you that she is very grate- ful, since she is prevented by circum- stem-es from doing so herself." “I am much gratified," he replied, stiffly; "but really I did nomhing to deserve thanks, and if I had," he added, with a, touch of sarcasm, “1 should not have expected any.” “Please dom’t“apologize,'t he 831d humbly. “I really hiwe nothmg t” forgiVe. I am" aware that I took a liberty as you put it, but I ttgxought that I was justified by the Circum- could roll the tiniest wave, 9nd,.sally- ing forth took up her position m the little society of thelghip. I ,__.._-'I£ “I detest him," said Mrs. Carr to her- self; “at least, I think I do; but how neatly he put me down! There is no doubt about his being a gentleman. Chgugh insufferably conceited." “Pretty,. very much so, but ill-mam- nered; not quite a Lady, I should say," reflected Arthur to himself, with asu- perior smile. For how long?" I don’t know; till I__g'et Atifed of it. Plumbers naturally despisa a woman who can thaw out frozen faucets with a handful of salt or a teakettle of hot water. Among the few great joys of life is staying in bed ['1an minutes after we have been told to get up. A girl doesn’t love every man she is willing to go to a dollar-and-a-half show with. At an auction the near-sighted tem- perance lady always bids in the. plast- er cast of Bacchus. After a woman marries a man she stops looking wistfully at him and says what she means» ,The hen is not a good example for humanity; she sets when she wants to. but heaven and earth can't make her set when she doesn't want to. Congeniality is what we discover in people who keep still and let us talk about on race-Ives. The most meddlesome persons always have an idea. that they have no curios- ity whatever. Silent people are not popular because they are supposed to be engaged incrit- icising talkative people. When a girl has a photograph taken showing a good deal of her shoulders it is a sign that she thinks she is pretty. ‘ keen insight into charmter that made % her talk so charming. ’ “Busy. no; one of the idlest in the *world, and a very worthless one to i boat," she answered, with a. iittle sigh. _A -- The average girl may non be able to name the Postmaster-Generai. but she can tell what kind of marriage service is being used before the minister has read half a dozen lines. The enjoyment with which awoman listens to a young man reading out loud is recalled to him painfully after marriage when she begins to find fault with his pronunciation. . A learned German whohas devoted himself to the study of physiology, anâ€" thropology and allied sviences, makes the rather startling assertion that mustaches are Lecoming commoner among women of the present day than in the past. He Says that in Constan- tinople. among the unveiled women that are to be met with. one out of ten possesses an unmistakable covering of down on the upper lip. In the capital of Spain, again, the proportion of la» dies with the masculine characteristic is said to be quite equal to that obser- vable in the Golden Horn. An Amer- ican medical man states that in Phil- adelphia fully 3 per cent. of the adult fair sex are similarly adorned, and pro- bably the proportion would be still larger but [that many women take the trouble to eradicate the unwelcome growth by the application of depilatory preparations. A mother is never satisfied that she has washed her boy’s face clean unless his kisses taste soapy. A woman is no lenger interesting to a man when shb is no longer de- ceived when he tells things that are not. true. “And if 'I oomé the next. what will you Show me?" “\Vell, it has been a pleasant voy-i age,” said Mrs. Carr. “I am glad you ' are not going on." ; “So am I." ; “You will mane and see me to-mor- ' row, will you not? Look. there is my house," and she painted to a large.i white house, opposite LeuW Rook, that i had a background of glossy foliage, and commanded a View of the sea. “If l you came. I will show you my beetles. And, 1f you care t1 come next day, I wnll show yvu my mummies." And, as they talked. Madeira, in all its summer glory. loomed up out ofi the ocean. for they had passed the Deser- tas and Porto Santo by night. and. for awhile they were lost in the contem- plation of one of the most lovely and verdant scenes that the world can show. Before they had well examined it. however. the vessel had dropped her anchor, and was surrounded by boats full of custom-house officials. boats full of diving boys. of vegetables, of wicker-chairs and tables, of parrots. fruit and “other articles to numer- ous to mention," as they say in: the auctioneers' catalogues, and they knew that it was time to go ashore. “At any rate you have not made a mess of yours and your .appointed course seems avery pleasant one." “Yes; and the sea beneath us is very smocth. but it has been rough before. and will be rough againâ€"there is no stability in the sea. As to making a mess of my life, who knows what I may not accomplish in that way. Prosperâ€" lief. Myself I am afraid of the fu- ture, it only thrmvs it into darker‘re- lief. Myself, I am afraid of the uf- tureâ€"it is unknown, and to me What is unknown. is nut magnifiwnt, but terrible. The present is enough for" VV-- "m’ â€"â€" 1’ me. I do not like speculation andI never loved the dark. " “ you think so; ldoubt if any- body’s life is in their own hands. “'6 follow an appointed course; if we did not it would be impossible to under- stand why so many sensible clever pen- - __ -1 LL-:_ “Then why don't life? it is in your ‘ anybody's “tits-’1 MUSTAC‘HPLS AMONG \VOMEN \VOMEN AND THEIR \VAYS. (To be Continued.) ODD NOTIONS ;- yuu change your own hands, If ever I Prado murdered a. woman Mung z: the Rue Caumartim. and scanned 53.00 in jewelry. but no money. hmrmg 1: after the jewelry for sale m Par”: .34 Itook it to Madrid, Where n: m ; for 8240. His enemies to Madrid an» return were. 8175. .‘He clearei can" an was guillotined. Lageny, Fernnd. Keisgen and 1“ others, who strangled Baroness de \’a éley, mred $40 from the» vain {Which they divided and they \wrc gm {Iotined before they had spent we 3 that small sum. ’Whiflh he secured a, diamond moumg; 'watoh, a pair at earrings :1 brooch an. other articles of jewelry, but no (as; He then was forced to borrow mone: from his mistress, with which he pg; his expenses to Marseilles until I ltrouble blew over. The jexwlry N .seen in his possession. he “an arrest ébelore he had an Opportunm' In a; [966 of it, and he was guillulinvd. '1; ianly profit be derived from m um iwas a trip to Lhrwilles L)“ f-'JrrU\\3§ 111199”- J or of prmfi'Wuvgrfitrâ€"Ii' was 18” ed 300 yam baton bank notes “1’” oimlttod in Europe. which he received ‘6“), but. was 3.] ed before he had time to emu.- penny (If it: Barre and Leibiiez overlooked : in the apartments of an on: a they murdered, and made away precisely one 'halfpenny that n:- her table. But these were the fortunate Ennis. {Lhe ammmts they Iouna much greater than those falling 1 lot of others. Georges. Voty ant: ck murdered a man and earneu pence halipenny. Chottin, one 1111. seven pence. Cache and Pouig. um der. ten pence. Ollirvier, one 1:.» a brass watch, Sehmnaker, one x. 81‘ 83. Dore Berlamt and Mime. He killed awoman and secured tun : spoons and 84. Uicidi Baillon. s.» Bernard, Servant, Canispi, Frey uu viere, each committed a murder found their victims penniiess: m} not profit a. brass farthing. ii» one murder. three sons. wvâ€"U In addixtidn EK-the small mun alized. every one of the C-riammzx executed. A Perveroe temper and a d .51 .mtenf- ad frgtful disposition, wherever we} PNVMJ. rgnder any state of Me un- “Pi-Cleo». 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