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Gerald Dorman had writ- ten to say that he was returning. He sent as little box by post. Miss Neslie opened it, and found within the gold ring with the one large pearl which she had given him. She was puzzled to know what it meant, but he was coming that even- lugâ€"then she should know. Mr. Gee- ton was remaining at the Abbey -- Vivien had begged him to do so. He found that he could spare the time, and was happy to oblige her. It was settled that he should spend his sum. mer vacation there. The brilliant train of visitors had already disappeared. The Comte de Calloux, who had wooed the fair widow purely for the sake of living at Lance- wood, was one of the first to go. He pretended to haVe received letters of great importance. He regretted to make such hurried adieus, but he must start without delay. “Miladi” looked into his face with alight laugh. "I understand, Monsieur le Comte,” she said. “I have lost Lancewood, aqd the efore I lose you. I regret the loss of Lanoexxood. I do not regret the loss of you. I shall do better-â€" adieu.” Why had Gerald sent the ring? “He knew the boy was dead. “73.8 it that he guessed how she repented, of those terrible words of hers? Did he know her well enough to understand that. they had been spoken while suffering from the efiects of. despairing irrita- lion? Now that the child was dead she saw how wicked they were. “Shall I ask him to dine with you 8” she said. “You will like a. chat with him over your wine.” "That I shall,” replied the lawyer. "I have been rather struck with his intelligence, and his zeal for the family.” Vivien saw Gerald for a few min- utes before dinner, but, the lawyer be- ing present, she could not ask him any questions. He looked at her black dress, and then into her eyes; and in some vague way that look made her very uneasy. There was, as a matter of course, a great commotion mer the death of the little heir. Pe0ple “ho had most decidedly cut Lady Neslie in the days of her arrogant prosperity were sorry for her now, and called to express their sympathy. Yet every one said the accident seemed really providentialâ€" the whole estate would have been ruined if “miladi” had remained there much longer. It was in the middle of a sultry ahernoon than Gerali Dorman ax rived. Miss Nellie did not see him as he went at once to his rooms. She told Mr. Greston of his arrival. During dinner Mr. Greston re- ferred more than once to the circum- stances ot the child’s death He told them of a similar incident that had occurred in a noble family whose af- fairs were in his hands. And each time that little Oswald ,was mentioned Vivien saw Gerald’s eyes seeking her own. to that dreary old Dower House though. I shall go to Paris and live there. Thank Heaven, though I lose Lancewood, I do not lose my 111?ny Mr. Greston, tell Miss Neslie that I will go in a fortnight from now. Oh, if my boy had but lived, this would not have been!” the heir, mistress of the Abbey, and the crestfallen woman who looked at the lawyer when he put his kindly- expressed question. “I am to go, am I? \Vell, Icould not expect anything else. I should do just. as Vivien does. I shall not go There was a wonderful difference between Lady Valerie, the mother of “Permit me to advise you, Miss Nes- :lie, to do nothing of the kind. Ihave never liked her ladyship; and, if I had dared to do so, I should have told Sir Arthur from the first that she was not a fit companion for you. I how I am not wicked when Isay that I really think the boy’s deatha I providential affair.” E Vivien looked gravely sad. i “I have sometimes,” she said, “when I have been sorely tired, thought that his death might be the best thing for Lancewood, and I have oft- en wished that he were out of the way; but now that it has happened, I deplore his deathâ€"I am heartily sorry for it.” After ashort time Mr. Greston markedâ€" ‘ CHAPTER XXXIII.â€"Continued. CHAPTER XX XIV Through Storm and Sunshine “Do you remember the evening I found you sitting by the sun-dial? Lady Neslie and the Comte de Calloux were walking on this terrace. Do you remember what you said â€" that you would give your life even to the man who should rid Lanoewood of its heir 2” ‘ “Great Heaven!” she cried, rather to herself than to him. Her strength seemed to fail her. She clutched at lithe ivy leaves as though she would fain save herself from falling. 5 “Did you mean it or not?” he asked. ; “I meant it then; but now the child lis dead,” she gasped. Vivien; “and you are keeping me in suspex 543.” «He came one step nearer to her. "Do you mean, Miss Neslie, that you do not know where I have beenâ€"what I have been doing 3” “No,” she replied, slowly, “I do not know what you have been doing, Gerald.” “Miss Neslie,” he asked, in a low voice, "do you believe the child to be really dead ’3’ “Certainly I do,” she replied. “He is not dead,” said Gerald slow, ly. “I thought you meant what you said. _ I thought you wished to berid of him, and Itook him away.” She saw his face grow pale and his eyes grow dim in the waning light. Her heart seemed to sink within her, a sudden horrible fear came over her. What did he mean? She tried to ask him, but her lips grew stiff and would not part. "Miss Neslie, one of us is making some terrible mistake. I did not write to youâ€"I dared notâ€"lest the letter should fall into other bands; but I thought you understood.” “But he was drowned in the Ringo,” ‘ she returned, raising her colorless tacg. to his, . x - 3 1 ' ' “Surely,” he said, “I was not mis- taken surely I did not dream that you uttered certain words.” Then her courage returned; could be nothing for her to fear. “50. Tell me, why did you return it 3” She raised her face to his, and he saw that the expression on it was perfectly genuine, and he fell back from her with a cry of bitter pain. “1 do not understand,” she replied; “and, Gerald, tell me, why did you re- turn this ring 7” “Do you ask me that? Great Heaven, do you not understand?” ”Understood what 2” she cried, ina passion of despair. “You are killing me with this suspense." Gerald watched her until he could watch no longer; then he went out to her. The golden rays of the setting sun lit up her head and face as with akind of glory. Gerald laid his hand on hers. "Miss Neslie,” he said, “I am for my reward.” “No, he was not. I thought you meant it. You said the man who took him away would be a benefactor to the whole race of Neslies. You said that you would reward such a one with- your life.” He sat down by the Open window, and Vivien stepped out on to the terr- race. The evening was warm, dewy, odorous. The thought of a walk through the grounds was pleasant; but she had some vague, indefinable dread of being alone with Gerald Dorman. She kept within sight of the window; strange to say, however, he seemed in no hurry to join her. She walked acrass the terrace to the broad stone balustrade, and leaned idly over it. Gorgeous passion-flow- ers twined themselves round it, thick green ivy almost clothed it, She little dreamed how fair a picture she made, her black dress sweeping the ground, her lovely face bent over the passion- flowers, her arms resting on the green leaves. ”It is a very pleasant evening,"he said. “Pray, Miss Neslie, do not re- main in-doors on my account.” So they talked until it was time to join the mistress of the house in the drawingâ€"room; then Mr. Greston, with many apologies for his want of soci- ability, said that he had his daily paper Yet to readâ€"with Miss Neslie’s per- mission he would read it there. “I do not consider that I am irre. verent,” he said, "when Ideclare that the heir’s death seemed to me provi- dential. If the boy had lived, it would have been all over with the Neslies of Lanoewood. Ber ladyship would have ruined the family. Already there is the greatest difference in the house; there is order, regularity, method. It is now the house of a gentleman gov- erned by a ladyâ€"before it was some- thing that baffled description. I am heartily glad that Miss Neslie has her own again. She is a noble wo- man.” When dinner was over she left the gentlemen at their wine and Mr, Greston became quite communicative. “Very,” he replied with quiet brev- ity; and Vivien wondered that he said no more. "You must have been very much as- tonished,” said Mr. Greston to Gerald. not very patient,” said there come “No; the novelty of traveling and going to sea, more than compensated for home. Indeed, Miss Vivien, I do not think the child ever liked his mother. He is so young; at his age every impression soon fades. Before he has been a year with my brother he will think his life at Lancewood a dream. I posted my letter from Lon- don, that I migh‘t not appear to be in any way mixed up in the affair. I spent .the greater part of my time ”Miss Neslie,” he said, “believe me. the evil is not without remedy. Just as I would have died to do it, Iwould die to undo it." “Tell me all," she said, presently. “I will tell you. In the disguise I had purchased I met the child. and he did not know me. I took him in- to the woods, and, by telling him some story or other, persuaded him to change his clothes and put on the little girl’s dress that I had bought. He enjoyed the fun, and talked all the time; then, I leading him by the hand, we walked down to the river- side, and, unseen by him, I threw his hat and cape into the waterâ€"farther down I flung in his whip. Many peo- ple who afterward joined in the search met that day an old man and a little girl as they thought, without the least idea who they really were. Then they went straight across the country, took the train at a leading junction and went to London. My brother, who is devoted to me, has undertaken the entire charge and education of the boy; but he does not know who he is, and he treats all he says about Lancewood as the result of a diseased brainâ€"or, if he suspects, he says nothing. I have promised him five hundred per annum, and with that he is to provide handsomely for the boy. He will be well fed, well dressed, well educated; he will have the training of a Christian gentleâ€" man, he will be taught a. trade or profession, whichever he prefers. He likes my brother, and remained with him willingly enough." “But,” asked Vivien, in a low voice, ”did he not cry for his home or his mother I” I “I went to London merely, to obtain a disguise,” he answered. “Shall I tell you the story of the abduction, Miss Neslie 8” “May Heaven forgive me,” she said slowlyâ€"“and you also! I can never pardon myself, Gerald. I feel like a murdereas.” “Still,” she said, dreamily, “I do not understand. You were away in Lon- dcn when Oswald disappeared â€" how could you have been concerned in his abduction?” She bent her head for a minute, and then, raising it, said-â€" “Yes; tell me allâ€"tell me every de- "I went to London and there pur- chased for myself the disguise of an old manâ€"a white wig and a white beard. These, with a broad-brim- med hat, so disguised my face that I hardly knew myself. I next purch- ased a dress of a little girl, and then I returned to Lancewood. For days I wandered about here; watching an opportunity to waylay the boy; that opportunity came at last, when I found him by the banks of the river. He did. not know me. and I persuaded him to go into the woods with me.” He stopped abruptlyâ€"a low moan from Vivien’s lips had startled him. She stood like one turned to stone; the setting sun shining on her face showed it was white, and cold, and still as the face of the dead. She never moved nor spoke. The shock was so terrible to her that in after years she wondered that it did not kill her. tail.” “He is living and well,” returned Gerald; “he is on his way now to America with one who will take the greatest care of himâ€"one who will make him a good, honest, honorable man. He is so young that he will soon forget all about Lanoewood. He can live in affluence, if you please, but away from here, and Lancewood will remain in prorper hands.” “Nay,” he returned; “at: far as the boy is concerned, the change is far better for him; instead of growing up adissipated, unprincipled, spoiled tyrant. he will be made a useful man and a good member of society. He would never have been that here.” "I will tell you everything," he promised. “I had planned it in my own mind even before I had left your side on the evening that you gave me your ring. I told you I was going to London on the morning following: I thought you understood that it was for this.” "I never evendreamed of it,” said Vivien, slowly. "Tell me all about the abduction of little Oswald," repeated Miss Neslie to Gerald Dorman. “Then I have toiled, and planned, and worked; and sinned in vain," he said, in a low, deepairing voice â€" so despairing that all the generous part of her nature was aroused. She laid her hand on his. fl‘he agitation of his face was tar- rible to see. ”I did, but Iwaa mad, Gerald. I was mad with sorrow and shame. “I did not really mean it. I swear that I did not." CHAPTER XXXV. There are less than eighty thousand English soldiers in India, or about one white soldier to every thirty-five hun- dred natives. : mac-u... Mrs. Lushfordâ€"il see you are late again. Don’t you remember what I told you the last time you stayedout so late? ' 'Mr. Lushfardâ€"No, m’ dear. Zass ze reason Istayed out ziah time-40 see if you’d’ say it over again. 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While he is on this mission at party of five naturalists on the Antarctic will travel north to the entrance to Scoresby Sound for the purpose of studying natural history and explor- ing the northern fiords if the condition of the ice permits. At the end of August the Antarctic will go to Ice- land to take on a supply of coal and will then proceed to Angmagsalik to meet Lieut. Andrup. .Andrup is an officer in the Danish Royal Navy. The work he was detail- ed to do last year was very success- fully carried out. He mapped the east coast from 65 deg. 45 sec. to 67 deg. 22 sec. north latitude. «He will leave Copenhagen this month on the steam. er Antarctic with three companions and his intention is to go ashore near the 69th parallel, and will then travel south between the island and the coast ice. His destination is Angmagsalik, 65 deg. 45 sec., the only settlement in East Greenland. During this journey he will pass all along the unexplored coast. Electricity in the atmosphere af- fects your system, said the scientific physician. Yes, said the patient, who had paid $10 for two visits, I agree with you there are times when one feels overcharged. Mont. Andi-up Will Try to outline the Unknown Part of It. There is a part of the east coast of southern Greenland that has not yet been visited by any explorer. Quite a number of Arctic investigators have been north and others south of it, but the region between 69deg. and 67deg. 225ec. north latitude, a distance 01 about 100 miles is as yet entirely unknown. A year ago this unrevealed part of the coast was a good deal longer than it now is, but Lieut. And- rup explored a part of it last year and now. he will return to complete the work. Papaâ€"Aha! You have disobeyed me. Willi‘eâ€"Boo-hoo! I tried not to. It ain’t my fault. Papaâ€"Not your fault, eh? Willieâ€"No, sir. You said: “Don’t let me catch you at that again,” an’ I done my best not to let you. \Vomen who suffer terrible pain every month can find ready relief by using Milburn’s Sterling Headache Powdergs. They contain no morphine or opium, and leave no bad after ef- fects. Price 10c. and 250. Don’t ac- cept common headache powders, they’ll surely disappoint. in Liverpool, making preparations for the boy's departure. I assure you, when I saw him last, he was living and well; he stood on the deck laugh- ing and waving his hand to me. I as- sure you also of another thingâ€"he was a far better boy when he went away than he had ever been here. My brother is a good man, who will train him well. If he suspects any mystery at all, it is nothing. like the truth. He may imagine that the boy is Lady Neslie’s sonâ€"he does not know that he is heir to Lancewood. The ad- vertisements and rewards that at- tracted so much attention never met his eyes.” She stood quite silent, leaning against the passion flowers; then sud- denly she raised her face to the blue sky. ENGLISH SOLDIERS IN INDIA. GREENLAND'S EAST COAST. WORK WHILE YOU SLEEP. PAINFUL PERIODS. HE MEANT WELL. IN COR-RIGIBLE. To Be Continued. EN, G. J. MCKECHNIE.’ Bebelllom Natives Helped by the Climate and Natural Dtmcnlues. The Ashanti troubles seem to be proving more serious than was ex- peoted. Kumassi, the capital, where the Governor is besieged, is surround- ed by large bodies of natives fairly well armed, the garrison being com- Posled of 700 natiVe troops, under the command of Major Morris. This offi- oer, however, with six seriously wounded, an been killed. This was according to despatches fro-m Kumassi dated June 4. Since then an attempt made by the relieving force to cut a way through the na- tives holding the country between the Prab River and Kumassi has been repulsed with some loss. The road from Prahsu is blocked by a great number of armed natives, who con- structed stockades and placed trees and other impediments to obstruct an advance of the British troops. The cli- ma'te also adds to the difficulties of an advance, the rains being incessant and torrential, and the rivers flooded, while the bush with which the coun- ty is covered, besides being almost im- Pefletrable, is at this season of the year turned into one vast swamp 1n the lowlands. It is true that the na- tive African troops do not suffer ser- iously in health from the exposure, but their English officers fall victims to the malaria and heat. Meantime considerable re-enforce- m‘ents are reported arriving at Cape Coast Castle, so that there must be quite a small army now in the field at different points of concentration. It is important that the relief of Ku- massi should be effected with little de. lay. News travels fast in those re- gions, and as it is,known that there is quite a number of men who have been trained by British officers with the insurgents, there is the danger of the troubles spreading to the interior to the Niger country, from which these men come, which would be a very. serious matter. NJ}. J. MeKeshnie. That the British Government is alive to this is apparent, from the or- ders just given to prepare anumber of light draught gunboats and steam launches for African river service. It would be a great misfortune should the Governor with his garrison in Ku- massi be compelled to surrender, for white troops cannot very well be em- ployed in that country for another four months, and the supply of am- munition in Kumassi is running short. The chief difficulty, in the absence of railways, is the transport of sup- plies and ammunition. So virulent is the climate that horses succumb after a brief period, and at'present the only source from which carriage can be provided are the natives ; but they are untrustworthy, being subject to pan- ic, ready at the least alarm to drop their burdens and flee into the bush. There is, moreover, the additional dif- ficulty that a sufficient supply of carriers cannot be had. It was pro- posed the other day to meet the em- ergency by a decree impressing the natives, but as soon as it was known that it was in contemplation, so many took to flight that it had to be drop- THE WAR IN ASHANTI. We take this Opportunity of thanking our customers for past, patronage, and .We are convinced that the new system will merit a continuance 01 the same. We beg to inform our customers and the public generally that we have adopted the Cash System, which means Cash or its Equiv- alent, and that our motto will be “Large Sales and Small Profits” . six others, has been , and one officer has Adopted by Easter Souvenirs or the Cut-Ins and the Dowager Empress Shown at Peru. Easter is celebrated in Russia with great ceremony, and the custom of giving elaborate Easter eggs has been carried to extravagance by the wealv thy and aristocratic people in St. Pet- ersburg; but no other Russian women have such collections of Easter eggs as the young Czar'ma and the Dow- ager Empress. It has, for may generations, been a court custom for the reigning Czar; to give his wife at Easter time an egg containing some handsome gift, usually a souvenir of some particular event, and the present Czar and his father, Alexander 111., have always observed the old custom. The two Em- presses'have. with considerable mis- givings, it is said. allowed their Eas- ter egg collections to go to Paris and. be placed on Exhibition in the Russian section of the Exposition, and the French dramatic temperament is deeply stirred and moved by this test- imony to the intimate and cordial re- lations between the two nations. From the Easter eggs are being hatched fraternal sentiments and touching enthusiasm with regular in- cubator expedition and despatch. Many of the eggs are exceedingly in- teresting as objects of art. Among the collection of the Dow- agerEmpress is one egg that com- memorates a family storm, and a roy- al problem. Nicholas IL, the present Czar, when a boy, had, as all the world knew, a most irrational and ve- hement love affair. Society was shocked, the heir apparent's fond par- ents were distressed and altogether there was a very interesting exhibi- tion of the tempest that Cupid can, upon occasion, stir up in a royal fam- ily. Nicholas was hurriedly sent around the world to complete his ed- ucation, and. as usual, time and ab- sence reduced the royal heart to its normal condition, but the Empress grieved greatly over the separation firom her son, and on Easter of that year, the Czar gave her an egg, in- side of which was a model of the ship in which her rebellious lad was sailing away from heart entanglement. A gold smith of famous skill had spent ten months making the ship, which was of solid gold, mounted on a beryl stone, and was complete and accurate in every detail, down to the smallest The first received by the prose“ Czarina was given to her in the year of her coronation. It is a lnrge, gold- en egg, enamelled in rose color, and contains a tiny and perfect model of the state carriage in which the young bride rode to the Moscow cathedral, on her wedding day. The coach is of gold, cushioned in red enamel, and hung with tiny silver curtains which can be drawn on gold wires. The Im- perial crown in beautiful diamond: ornaments the panels. cable. The last Easter egg added to the Czarina’s collection was presented this year and incloses a splendid jeweled heart set in rare, many colored gems. and surrounded by twenty-five tiny miniatures, portraits of the members of the Russian royal family. WONDERFUL RUSSIA“ EGGS.