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FLARITY With an illoï¬uing reedy-made suit, when you cen get e ï¬rst- class ï¬r, made to order in the highest close of workmmsbip [or about the eeme money? We have u lerge stock 0‘ SHOTCH TWEEDS. WOR S'l‘EDS and SERGES. and Wt guarantee satisfaction. Give us : trid. KELLY, Agent. MERCHANT TAILOR. Manufacturer of And Dale! In - The Harnessmaker . . ’3 0‘3 0 o C o. r o .6... Known... . 9... of. 3.5..“ me ï¬nishing touches, but it did not seem to be a reproduction of his origi« nal sketch at the cove. “I took the liberty of changing it a little,†she said as he was looking at it. “and put in the background where you said you ï¬rst saw me." “It was nice of you to think of mak- ing the change,†he replied quickly, “and I am very glad you did. I want- ed lt to portray you as I ï¬rst saw you. A -- A- A faint ï¬ush came into her face. As she was watching the ï¬re he studied the sweet face turned halt away. And ‘ what a charming proï¬le it was, with I rounded chin, delicate patrician nose l and long eyelashes Just touching the ' check that bore a telltale flush! Was ! that faint color due to the ï¬re or to 1 his words? Then they dropped into a ‘ pleasant chat about triï¬es, and the ‘ ocean’s voice kept up its rhythm, the 3 ï¬re sparkled, and the small cottage l| clock ticked the happy moments away. , “How is Mrs. Leach?" he asked at l last. “Does she pray as fervently at | “How is Mrs. Leach?" he asxea at ‘ last. “Does she pray as fervently at 1 every meeting?†'3 “Just the same,†replied Telly, “and 1 always will as long as she has breath. i It is, as father says, her only consola- tlon." “I have thought of that evening many times since,†he continued, “and the impression that poor old lady made on me with her piteous supplication. I wonder how it would affect a Boston church congregation some evening to have such an appearing ï¬gure, clad as she was, rise and utter the prayer she did. It would startle them, I think.†“I do not think Mrs. Leach would enter one of your city churches,†re- sponded Telly, “and certainly not clad ‘ no mo has to be. She has a little pride “I do not think Mrs. Leacn wounu enter one of your city churches,†re- '. sponded Telly, “and certainly not clad as she has to be. She has a little pride even if she is poor.†“Oh, I meant no reflection. only the scene was so impressive I wondered ‘ how it would affect a fashionable church gathering. I think it would do 1‘ them good to listen to a real sincere ; prayer that came from some one's the occasion. Those who wear ï¬ne silks and broadcloth and sit in cum- ioned pews seldom hear such a prayel as she uttered that night.†A °°°° ' $333233??? 1-? 33-3-3492? CHARLES CLARK MUNN h»... g ' a’.-.°\--'.-'.'~::..>:., . a .512. 55?“: Curran. 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Not an ornament 01 any nature, not even a ring. only the crown of her sunny hair. two little rose leaves in her cheeks and the queenlike majesty of throat and shoulo ders and bust. so classic that not one woman in a hundred but would envy her their possession. L -â€" â€v. '"v-â€" I' , And what a contrast in speech, ex- pression and waysâ€"timid to the verge of bashfulness, utterly unaffected and yet sincere, tender and thoughtful in each and every utterance, a beautiful. flower grown to perfection among the rocks of this seldom visited island, un- trained by conventionality and unsui- lied by the world! “I wonder how she would act it suddenly dropped into the Nasons' home, or what would Alice think of her.†Then, as he noted thel sad little droop of her exquisite lips, and as she, wondering at his silence, turned her pleading eyes toward him, there came into his heart in an instant‘ a feeling that, despite her timidity and her lack of worldly wisdomd he would value her love and conï¬dence far above any woman’s he had ever met. ‘I “Miss Terry,†he said gently, “do you: know I fancy that living here, as you‘ have all your life, within sound of the: sad sea waves, has woven a little of i their melancholy into your nature and i i l l 4 1 {little of their pathos into your eyes.1 I thought so the ï¬rst time I saw youf and the more I see of you the more I ‘, think it is so.†1 “The ocean does sound sad to me,"i she said, “and at times it makes moi feel blue. Then I am so much alone! and have no one in whom to conï¬de! my feelings. Mother would not un-‘ derstand me, and if father thought I wasn’t happy it would make him mild arable.†Then. turning her pathetic eyes full upon her questioner, she add- ed: “Did you ever think, Mr. Page, that the sound of the waves might be the voices of drowned people trying to be heard? I believe every human being has a soul, and for all we know if they have gone down into the ocean their souls may be in the water and possibly own thoughts. The ocean of course has a sad sound to us all if we stop to think about it, but it’s best not to. What you need is the companionship of some cheerful girl about your own age.†Then he' added thoughtfully: “I wish you could visit Alice for a few "lVUI‘. vv 'w“ V I put! visit me. ; am lure I would Ion ooo’roooo "I wish she could," he answered,| “but she is a schoolteacher, and that i duty keeps her occupied most of the : time. I shall bring her down here next summer."~ Then, feeling it un- fair to conceal the fact that he knew hcr history any longer, he said: “I beg your pardon, Miss Terry, but I know what ‘is at the bottom of your melan- choly moods, and I knew it the second night I was here last summer. Your father told me your history then.†“He did? You knew my unfortunate history that night?†“I did, every word of it," he answer- ed tenderly, “and I should have told you I did if I had not been afraid it would hurt you to know I knew it then)’ Her eyes fell, and a look of pain came ‘ into her face. “Please banish this mood from now on and never let it return,†he said hastily. “I have come to tell you that in the near future the mystery of your life may be solved and, what is better, that a legacy awaits your claiming. The matter has been in the hands of an lunprincipled lawyer for some months, as no doubt Mr. Terry has told you, ‘but now he is dead, and I have taken 'hold of it and shall not rest until you ‘ have your rights. We shall know what ! your heritage is and all about your an~ cestors in a few months." Then he ‘ added tenderly, “Would it pain you to " hear more about it. or would you rath- hear more at not “There a only one thing lacking.†\-. “Father has told me a little of it. but I know 110 has kept most of the trouble to himself. It's his way. Since be 221129 lam-I; from Boston he has acted lik" "N (21d 90â€. and no words can tell ‘ I am. As for the money, it him' :"inx. , . , 4 . :q to him. even? nonnv 3t ‘1'},‘and an' fh'ewco’iï¬fart ’1 ‘can give him as long as he lives as well.†ann "Jul “u .vâ€"- w. “I thank you for what you have said,†said Albert quickly’ “for now 1 shall dare to tell you another story be- fore I go back. 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"1 soul enjoy it very much, and I have a favor I want to ask of you, which is to let me make a sketch of you he hen he retired it was long after hevfrd the clock downstairs strike the midnight hour, and in his dreams he -â€"â€"-â€" «- nm em. pleased you,†answered Albert pleas- antly. “It was only a trifle, and you kept on after Uncle Terry, not wishing to waste any time, but she followed to add more thanks, ending with, “God bless ye, sir, an’ may he warm the heart 0' one it.†is the most pious peréon I ever met. No one could doubt she means every No one could dount sue wcuuu mu, word she says.†“Waal, it's about all the consolation she gits out 0’ life, an’ ’twixt you an’ me, she takes more’n all the rest 0’ the believers here,†answered Uncle '/I‘erry, “an’ at times 1 ’most envy her â€fer it. She’s sorter cracked ’hout re- ligion; leastwise that’s my notion, an' . mebbe it’s lucky she is, seein’s she’s ’ nothin’ but that fer comfort. She’s smart ’nuff other ways, though, an’ there ain’t nothin’ goin’ on here she don’t know. She's kind hearted, too, 1, an’ if she had anything ter give she’d ‘ share her last cent with ye. If enny- . body’s sick she’s allus ready to help. ‘ Thar’s lots 0’ wuss folks in the world Q than the Widder Leach.†And then, l as if that crowned the sum total of her an’ there ain’t nothin’ don’t know. She’s 1 an’ it she had anyth share her last cent x body’s sick she’s all That’s lots 0’ wuss 1 “D ‘L Luuv ~-v - virtues, he added, “Telly an’ Lissy thinks lots 0’ her.†He paused for breath and, turning to see if they were heading right, re. sumed his strong and steady pulling. "Thar,†observed Uncle Terry, point- ing to a long and narrow ledge, “is whar Telly started fer shore all alone just nineteen years ago last March.†And then he added While he watched Albert’s averted face. “ ’Twas an on- lucky day fer the poor sailors an’ a lucky one fer us, fer she’s been a heaï¬ l o’ comfort ever since.†‘-â€"- 1L 3:- "kn U LUWLUL \u w v v- _-7 “Tell me, Uncle Terry, why it is she (eels so sensitive regarding her history and what is the cause of the peculiar moods you spoke of last summer. I noticed it last evening, and it pained me very much.†4â€"- ,.“ A ..I_I “\aԤ,a wc VCIJ “luv..- “It’s hard tellin’. She’s a girl that’s given ter broodin’ a good deal, an’ mebbe when she was told the facts she began ter suspect some 0’ her ances- tors would be lookln’ her up some day. She allus has been a good deal by her- self sence she got her schoolin’, an’ most likely doin’ lots 0’ thinkin’. But Telly’s all right, an’ the most willin’ an’ tender hearted creetur I ever seen or heard on. She’ll make an amazin’ good wife fer some man it she ever ï¬nds the ‘ right ’un.†When they reached the island Uncle Terry landed and, going to the top of a cliff, scanned the sea for signs of ï¬sh. "'Mackerel‘s cur'us ï¬sh,†he observed to Albert, who had followed. “They’s a good deal like some “'illlll‘llllJ-ye never know Whar ter ï¬nd ’em. Yester- day mornin’ that cove jest inside 0’ the can’t see a sign 0’ one. We better sit here an’ wait a spell till I sight a school.†.A‘ A “4â€".- “\A DLLIUVI. To a dreamer like Albert Page the limitless ocean view he now enjoyed lifted him far above mackerel and their habits. His mind was also occu- pied a good deal by Telly, and while he desired to please the kindly old man, who imagined ï¬shing would entertain him, his heart was not in it. “Don't let us worry about the mack- erel, Uncle Terry,†he observed as they seated themselves on top of a cliff. “This lone, uninhabited island and the view here will content me until your . ï¬sh are hungry.†“-311 “I w now-ca-“ . “It anus gets me thinkin’, too, an’ Wonderln' what we cum from an’ ‘Wlmt we air here for. An’ our stay is no amnzin' shOrt besides! We air born. 9V “lNuâ€"uâ€" ~___ grow 'up, work a spell. git old {111' die. in" that’s the end. Why, it don’t seem only last year wBen I cum to the Cape. an’ it's goln’ nigh on to thirty now, 1111’ I’m a'most through my spell o’ lifv. What puzzles me is what‘s the good 0' bem’â€bm°n at all if ye’ve got ter die so U\"I .â€" mon! An'. more'n all that. if life‘s hi8 Lord‘s blessin’, as the widder b’lleves. why are so many only born to suffer or be crippled all their lives? An' why are snakes an’ all sorts o’ vermin, to say nothin' o’ cheatin’ lawyers, like Frye, ever born at all?†Albert smiled at the coupling of Frye with vermin. “There are a good many wiser heads than mine, Uncle Terry, that haVe never been able to answer your qï¬estion," he replied, “and I doubt if they ever Will. To my mind the origin or life is an enigma, the Wide variations in matters of health and ability an injustice, and the end 1 blank wall that none who scales ever reel-cases with tidings ot the' beyond. As some one has expressed it: ‘Life is a narrow vale between the cold ail bar- ren peaks of two eternities! We strive in vain tolo'oB beyond the Math. CHAPTER xxxv. 'gdbd girl, fer ye desarve suit of otlers ain (C‘ICL Luau on v- â€"â€" __-_ _ utter one word that would aid in dis- ! pelling the clouds of doubt came to ‘, him. “Since I lack in faith myself," ‘ he thought, “all I can say will only in- i crease his doubt. I. wish I had as ; much faith as the widow, but I have i not, and possibly never shall have.†I For a long time he sat in silence, living over the years during which skepticism had been slowly but surely growing upon him, and then Uncle Terry sud- denly looked up at him. It is likely the old man’s keen eyes read at a glance what was in Albert‘s mind, for he said: “It don’t do no good ter brood over this matter 0’ believin’, Mr. Page; I’ve wished I thought diflerent many a time, an’ more so now I’m gittin’ near the end 0’ life, but I can't, an’ so thar’e no use in worryin’. Our ’pinions ’bout these matters are a good deal due to our bringin’ up an' the experiences we’ve met with. Mine, connected with those as has perfessed religion, has, to say the least, been unfortnit, but, as I said afore, I wish I believed different." â€â€œ1“ “-v- v, .â€" He paused d few moments and then added sadly, “This hopin’ ain’t anus “Lissu an’ me sorter ’spcctcd that Telly was the magnet.†best fer some on us either, fer it’s hopin’ fer some one to cum year after year that’s made Telly what she is an’ grieved Lissy an’ me more’n she ever knew.†bopin’ fer some one to cum year after *, It may have been the pain in his year that‘s made T911? what 3119 13 an’ i face, added to her own desolation. that grieved Lissy an’ we more’n 811.0 ever ; overcame all else. fOI' now she bowed knew.†‘ her head, and the tears came. Albert looked 00110381? at the 01¢1 ‘ "I thank you for so much, Telly," he man beside him, and a new feeling 0‘ I answered tenderly, “and God bless you trust and aiIection came to him. In ; for it. I do not give you up and shall some ways Uncle Terry seemed like ï¬not if I have to wait all my life for his own father. Then, following that, 1 you. 1 can be patient if 1 only have came a sudden impulse to be frank thope.†He brushed his face with one with him. ‘ hand and. still holding hers, arose and “Uncle Terry.†he 'aid; “1 have a 1drew her up. Then Albert slyly but little story to tell you, and, as it comes ; his arm around her waist, and as he close to you, I believe it’s right that ‘drew her to him he whispered, “Just you should know it. The ï¬rst time I ‘one, Telly, my sweetheart, to make saw Telly I said to myself, ‘That girl I this spot seem more sacred." "I. is a prize any man may feel proud to 1 It was not refused. ' win.’ I asked her if I might write ‘ “Come out on the point. dear.†he to her, and what “with her few letter! said as she tried to draw herself away, and the little I have seen of her I feed “33 we can fee the ocean better. I that she is the one I Want for a wife. will tell you the story I bromised last I have not even hinted it to her yet, evening." Lie still held. her s half I and before I ‘do I would like to feel prisoner, and when- they yer!“ seated thtt 30“ are satisï¬ed With “19° May I ‘ 'he'ré the waves were beating smelt have your consent to win be? if I‘ at their feet he began his recital. When can?†he came to that portion in which Frye Uncle Tet“?! reached out and Krashéd played a part, and ending in such a Albert's hand arid; 3513198 it cordially. ghastly denouement, she shuddered. "“Unclé Terry.†he said, “I have a little story to tell you, and, as lt cognes close to you, I believe it’s right that you should_know it. The ï¬rst time I vy- â€"â€"â€"â€"â€" saw Telly I said to myself, “That girl is a prize any man may feel proud to win.’ I asked her it I might write to her, and what With her few letters and the little 1 have seen of her I feel that she is the one I Want for a wife. I havenot even hinted it to her yet. 9nd before I ‘60 1’ would like to feel that you are satisï¬ed with me. May I have your consent to win her if I can i†Uncle Terry reached out and grasped Albert’s hand and, shaking it cordially, answered, “Ye hev my best wishes in the matter, an’ I wouldn’t say that it answered, “Ye 58" my be“ Wighes inl "That is the one horrible part of the matter, 80' I wouldn’t say that â€1 taking your own life." she said, “to Ididn’t think ye‘worthy 0’ bet!†T119113 think how you wm look and what he added with a droll smile, “Lissy an’ ; those who ï¬nd you will say. If I were me sorter ’Spected that Telly '33 the; to do such a thing I should ï¬rst make mamet that GM 1" down here?" _ 1 sure no one would ever ï¬nd me." "I tharlk yell {or 3mm conï¬dence and conselyt,†replied Albert gratefully. “I am mums an income that is mord than su‘flclent for two, and it .Telly will say 'iea’ I shall be the happiest man on earth And 'm,†be added. let’s go ï¬shing, Uncle Terry." “I guess, it's fbant ï¬lm,†was the and the only I was more 8111‘9 n’ ter be realized. :it the feelin’ that 11’, an’ then a little .' ‘Mebbeâ€"mebbe‘ .1 more cheerful L 808W ! Doat w-ILLW “11" . “Oh, no, that would look as it you were dead, and as this is to be my re- minder of you I want you very much the pose she wanted assume, she could not de- termine which she liked the best. “I want to sketch you in the position most natural to you here,†she said ï¬nally, “and must ask you to choose that yourself.†“Let us trim the boat the way mine was that day, and I will sit beside it and smoke while you wor a†" ‘ - -‘ Ant. mhfla ‘ W. h _ dopted. and While Telly sketched he smoked, contented to watch the Winsome face, so 0 ous to his admiring glances. “There,†she observed, after a half hour of active penciling, “please lay your cigar aside and lock pleasant. I want to catch the expression of your tace!’ ' Aâ€"I -1... When 1 asked if make. “Only one. I would mic you in we picture and sitting beside me.†“I would rather not be in it," she replied soberly. “I only want to see you as you are here today. It may be a long time before you come to the Cape again." “Would you like me to come often?†“Of course," she answered, turning away her face. “It is so lonesome here, and there is no one I care to talk with except father and mother and , Aunt Leach and Mandy Oaks." ‘ Albert's heart began to beat with un- usual speed. Never in his life before had he felt the impulse to utter words ‘of love to any woman. “Telly,†he ' said, “I promised to tell you a little story here today, but it’s all said in a few words. I love you, and I, want ‘ you to share my life and all that I can do to make you happy." A trifle in- coherent, but expressive. Vvâ€"v- â€"â€"- For a moment, while the tide of feel- ing surged through that queen’s heart and into her cheeks, even to the tips of her ears, she was silent, and then, as both her hands went to her face, she almost whispered: “Oh, no, no; I can- not! I can never leave father and mother alone here! It would break my heart!†“But you do care a little for me, don’t you, Telly '2†he begged. trying to draw her hands away from her blushing race. “Just a little, Telly; only say a little, to give me hope." And then, as one of the hands he was trying to gain was yielded and us he softly stroked and then raised it to his lips, she turned her pleading eyes to him and said: “You won’t be angry. will you? And you will come and see me. once in awhile, won’t you? And let me paigg a picture to give you when you come?" '7? The remark startled him. “Telly," he said soberly, “do not ever think of such a thing. Would you, whose heart is so loving and tender, button at those who know you with s lifelong son-ow ?" “No, no, not that way. Only it than wbqpye mgwere taken I show III! t“ the sketch wu completed she t he had any wuestions to one. I would like you in the and while WV fauna" woman: I‘m male «on. ma m! 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