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H'raute womrs. idanga House Stab‘es. AGENT. I'OHI MA) Orders Mk“ u an quarries “1'“.ka ONT. LU NAGER H UT \J “Who is ht'?” a wmmm asked” touching Aunt Betsy’s shoulder. "Captain Ray, from New York,” was the answer, as Aunt Betsy gave to her (lrnss a. little broader sweep, and smoothed the how she had trim! to tie Mnmth her chin. just as Mat- tie 'l'ubbs had tied it on that mem- orable opera night. It. was not in Aunt Betsy’s nature to keep her secret till this time, and as the exercises were about to close, she whispered it. to her neighbor, who “hispered it to has 11110 whis- pered it to hers, until nmuly all the audience knew of it, and kept their seats after the benediction was pro- nounced. ma k 0. ’ ' “Miss Helm Lonnox. A soldier in uniform from one of ht r Slimlly SlhDOl scholars. the words runs: out luwd and clear. as thv rvrlm' h'-’-l up 1hr sugar toy lwl'nrv 1hr: mmzn'wl mathâ€" cm'c. who turnwl to l(\()'- all ”M n. blushing so painfully, uml tryinzrtu hold back thr man in u soldic-r's dress who went uuirotly up thouislc, receiving the gift with at Low and smile which turned tlu- lwauls of half the ladies hour him, and thvn went bark to Halon, to whom he whispered something which made her Chocks grow brighter than tht-y were before, while she drummd her eyes modr-stly. At a Sign from the Rex-tor. Katy went with her mother to the altar, followed by Uncle Ephraim. his wife, and Aunt Betsy, while lleli-n, throw- ing off the clodd she had worn up- on her head, and giving it, with her cloak and fur, into Billy’s charge, took Mark’s arm, and with beating heart. and burning cheeks, passed between the sea of eyes, fixed so curiously upon her, up to where Ka- ty once stood on the June morning, when she had been the bride. Not now, as then. were aching hearts present at the bridal. No Marian IIazelton tainted by the door,- no Morris felt the world grow dark and desolate as the marriage vows were spoken, and no sister doubted it it were all right, and would end in happiness. 'lhe ceremony laste'd but a few moments, and then the astonished audience pressed around the bride. oflering their kindly congratulations, and proving to Mark that the bride he had won was dear to others as well as to himself. Lovingly he drew her hand beneath his arm, fondly he looked down upon her as he led her back to‘ the chair by the register. making her sit down while he fled on her cloak, and adjusted the fur about her neck. “Randy and gentle as a woman," was the verdict pronounced upon him by the female portion or the con- gregation, as they passed out into the street, talking of the ceremony, and contrasting “Helen’s husband with the haughty Wilford who was not a favorite with them. Four hours he had to stay. and ; a$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ a jar of butternut. only Aunt I'wtsy not, a. Iavorue wan Lnexu. Mark my Will be the belle of the Four hours he pad to. stay. and season depend upon it H and saw. they were .spent. m kag 0‘. hxm- (sting up her {urs Mrs. Grandon kiss- soll. of Wilford. and of Moms. and ed Juno affectionately and then left in planning Helen's future. 01 the room course I136 WON"! Spend a. portion}! The Cannons and Sybil Grandon her timo at the {arm-house. he cud: were not done in 'calling upon" the hut II!- III-{hot hall a plain “Mn L_:A_ In--- _I_. L-.. ‘11--.. After this Aunt Betsy grew very calm, and could enjoy the distribut- ing of the gifts, goinzr up lwrscll‘ two or three times, and “outlying Why anybody should think of her. a. good-for-notlxing old woman. The skates and the muelling bottle lznill went safely to Sylxiu and John, While Mrs. llvw'on llamuihtm' loozuv-(l radiant Wlfl‘n llt'l' nunw WW ('nllPJ. and. she was Izzaulv tlw rwipic-m of a jar of lmttvrnut pichs sm-h as strong The people had wondered “horn Helen was, as, without the! aid of music, Katy led the children in their carols, and this Wondu‘l' in- creased when it Was whispcrvd rmuui that. “Miss Lemmx had conw, and was standing with a man back by the register.” ed her own sad lite since she knelt at the altar a happy bride, the. or- gan notes seemed much like human sobs, now rising to a stormy pitch of passion, wi'd and uncontrolled, and then dying out as (lies the sum- mer wind after a. fearful storm. Awed and wonder-struck the organ- boy looked at Katy as she playod, almost forgetting his part of the. performance in his amazetm-nt, and saying to himself, when she had finished: “ ‘ruy, ain’t she. a brick?" and \t'hiS- pering: to her. ”Didn’t we go that. ed with her whole soulâ€"not. the vol- untuy there before her in printed form. nor any one thing she had ever heard, but taking parts of many things, and mingling them with strains of her own improvis- ing, she filled the house as it had never been filled before, pinyin: a soft. sweet refrain when she thought of Helen, then bursting into louder. fuller tones when she remembered Bethlehem's Child, and the song the angels sang, and then as she recall- Others too, there were, “he turned their heads as the soft music began to fill the church, and the heavy base rolled up the aisles, making the floor tremble beneath their feet and sending a. thrill through every vein. It was a. skillful hand which swept the keys that night, for Katy play- rector. That she knew something her neighbor's didn't was evident, but she kept it to herself, turning her head occasionally to look up at the organ where Katy was presiding. Others too, there were, who turned their heads as the soft music began to fill the church, and the heavy base rolled up the aisles, making the floor tremble beneath their feet and sending a thrill through every vein. It was a skillful hand which swept the keys that night, for Katy play- ed with her whole soulâ€"not. the vol- untary there before her in printed form, nor any one thing she had ever heard, but taking parts of many things, and mingling them with strains of her own improvis- Swiftly the last moments went by, and a “Merry Christmas” was said by one and another as they took their seats at the plentiful repast Aunt Betsy had provided, Mark feasting more on Helen's face than on the viands spread before him. It was hard for him to leave her; hard for her to let him go; but the duty was imperative, and so when at last the frosty air grew keener as the small hours of night crept on, he stood with his arms about her, nor thought it unworthy of a 301- dier that his own tears mingled with hers, as he bade her good-bye, kissing her again and again, and calling her his precious wife, whose memory would make his camp life $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Purified * * 8v MARY J. by Suffering m 10W Hid Whatever Juno thought she kept it to herself, just, as she kept her teeth the entire day, complaining of a. rut-king headache. and ordering; the curtains to he dropped. as the light hurt her eyes, she said :0 Bell. who. really pitying her now, never suggested that the tlurlu-nml room was more in hide her tears than to save her eyes, and who sent away all callers with the message that Juno was sick-41! but. Sybil Grantlon. who insisted so hard upon seeing her dear friend that. she Was admitted to Juno’s room. talking at Drive a! the wedding. and making evâ€" ery one of Juno’s nerves quiver with pain as she descanted upon’ the splen- did ‘match it. was for Helen, or in- deed for any girl. pod her coffee unzl remarked: ways thought i1 \Vuuld come. to for I know he liked her. It. splendid match.” Here was a. temptation Juno could not resist. and she replied haught- ily: Sybil Grandou was not deceived, but she good-naturally suflered the young lady to hope she was, and an- swering haughtily: “I can't say I honor your judgment in refusing him, but. you know best. However, I trust that will not prevent your friendly advances towards his bride. Hrs. Bunker has gone after her, I understand, and I want you to call with me as soon as convenient. Mrs. sh- «11:11:11: .-.;u:'.'.s 11111111.. 14w gl;1l!«.'- ul a:;;‘:‘3!1 with u s‘.a.1'3‘a'1i. invadin- luns hmk. her rhutil-LS and lips tzunâ€" ing mm.) as sh- mszul !11m {.2}; Ha“: Wu.» lust to ht" fonW'm‘. and ”1"”, in Spitv of the $101011 letter ”Mun 11-11mm “as his wife. “Lhat. is it, Juno?" Mrs. (Taunurnn askvd. noticing .1: 110’s agitation. "lmpowihlc! {Ewru is some unis- take! How was it brought uhuut?” Mrs. L unoron said. darting u cur- ious g1 uncv at £0”, \Vhosv {awe be- tuned nothing . us she leisurely sip- “I had given you to him," she said, “but. I see I was mistaken. It was Helen he preferrcd, unless you jilted him, as 'perhapmyou did." “I am not one to boast of con- quests, but ask Captain Ray him- self why I did not. marry him." .hn') m‘d hwr what it mm. the ‘11 huml‘n; her the paper lut mud it fur herself. h ”Hero is hups inton thv paper and night “Marriedâ€"~01) ('hristmas I'I-x'c.. at St. John’s (Chum-h, Silvcrton, Muss” by the Rev. Mr. Kelly, ('alpt. Mark Ray, of tlu- â€"-th Regiment. N.Y.S. Vols., to Miss 'Hulcn Lvnnux. offin- verton." Surh was thu .mnm'm'emvnl which éll’lwul'wl in swvml m‘ the New York \x‘IIL-tl \«3r?()n Merrily rang the bells nvxt day. IIelon's heart was very Silt! as she met the smiling fates of hvr frit-mls, and Mark hurl non-1' been In'uyud fur more earnestly thzm on that Christ- mus mornintr. \xhvn 'llclvn Luv}! all the altar rail, and rucvivvd thusuv- red symbols of u Sawinur‘s dyingr love. asking that God would keep the soldier lltlsinauxd, hustvnim: on tu New York, and from thvm-c to Wash- ington. BUt only the liccombm' wind swwpâ€" ing down from the stoop hillside, and blowing across her fnnhmul made reply to that quostimflng. as she waited till the lgst. faint sound of Mark Kay's Izz'lls (livd away in the distance, and Hum. shiu'ring‘ with cold, rc-(‘lntm'ud the farmâ€"house. “When shall we mom attain?" slu- sohbed, gazing up at 111' clmu' blue sky, as i!‘ 10 find the answer thvrc. brighter. and shorten (11’) days of nl‘slni'e. '1hca‘a- was m) on;- with than. when at last, Mall'i.'s horse dus-hul from the yaud 0er 1110 (rcuk- inc; snow, lcuxing llcle-n alone on the dnorstep, with the glittering stars shifiing above her hcutl. un‘l her husband’s farewell kiss upon her lips. )\' upmu'ut! in HM (‘l'ul .,' M's two ('u'vr: .d rim 1] the (an ‘H (‘u mm’nn I'vud hlt‘ ()II (113 mu: I i! H H1 CHAPTER X Lll 5H “'01:; 1! Him 1 ion > Juno. \‘s'lh ml H. as Inn 01:; the 0wa _\ U II n.mmt'ncmuvnt. which “0.1 of the New ‘x'm'k r: al’tv'r ('hristnzus, nmnma-mm-nt which n! u! Hm hruukl’ust >311”!!! u!‘ 1h“ dal)‘ wr starlet! for S}!- H frmn ml :11. h \x'hivh will h: r hiSLl'X tlwn Shv ‘ . A SM; h m‘ m 055 last I ul- this, is a, ('(H: y- l {H'il- and lur HS ‘he resolved, his evil genius whis- pered, “She does not rare to come." and so the message was never sent. while the longing for home faces brought on a nervous fever, which made him so irritable that. his atâ€" tendants turned irom him in disgust, thinking him the most unreasonable man they ever met with. Once he dreamed Genevra was there-â€"that her fingers threaded his hair as they used to do in the happy days at Brightonâ€"that her hand was on his brow, her breath upon his face. and with a start he awoke just as the rustle of female garments died away in the hall. “The nurse in the second ward has poor crushed arm so tenderly, and been in here," a comrade said. “She' thank her that she had returned to seemed specially interested in you,3 him again. and if she had not been a stranger,! ‘ ' ° ' I should have said she “788 crying ; “Mr. J. Cameron, Miss Bell Camer- over you." on," were the names on the cards With a. quick, sudden movement Wilton! put. his hand to his cheek, where there was a tear. either his own or that of the “nurse." who had ~{ocean}; bent over him. It we! not Katy, find if not, who was it that twice when he was sleeping, “It's the'pairkwhich brings the tears. I’d as soon be here as at. home." Gradually, however, there came a change. and Wilford grew softer in his feelings, half resolving to send for Katy, who had on‘orod to come, and to Whom he had replied, “IL is not necessary." But as often as came and looked at him. his com. rude: Bud. {allying pun ugon fhe “Don't feel baâ€"dly. my young friend. We will take as good care of you here as if you were at home." Those. were sad. weary (lays “hit-h Wilford first [ulthti lipnll his. hugginâ€" al cot. and as he was hut sit'is. hut t-i'ippivtl. he had ample tiam» for re- viewing the past. which vamv' up im- i'Ul‘Q his Illind as \‘i\i(!|)‘ 11:4 if ht- had been living again the $0.11 5 ufhy- gum! days. 01' Katy he thought (W,it'lt,iittlttlly, t't'pvnting of his rash- ncss, and wishing so much that tho past could he tin-done. Disgusted with soldier life. he had wi>hrti himself at, home a thousand iiillt'h‘: hut never by a word had he admitted such a. wish to any living being. and when on the dark, rainy afternnon Whit-h first saw him in the hospital. he turned his face to the wall and wept, he replied to out- who said to him soothingly: Iii-st,” [.oor Katy moanvd. when lh'.‘ llt'xl day her father and it'll \tz'nL \‘xilhnhl, ht‘l'. “M214, darling, God knows lwstf lleirn anuwrt-d. soothing the bright hair. uni thinking sadly of the youngr otlirer, sitting: by tho camp- lire, and waiting: so eagerly for the brittle who could not go to him now. “God knows what is host, and dtM'S all for the. best.” Katy said it many tinws that long, 10m,r week, during which she staid with 'llrlrn, liying from day to .day upon the letters svnt hv Bell, “ho gayt- but, little hope that Wilford would recover. Not a “0rd (lid Sllt! say of Marian, and only twice did she mention Morris, who was our of the physirians in that. hos- pital, so that whm at last Katy was strong: enough to “-111an on the journey, she had but litth- idea of what. had transpired in \‘i‘ill'ord's sick-room. her to the IO'IH‘ for many (Luvs. and so it “a" :tu tame? and Hull \xhu math- th 'i2' hasty prvlmrztti(‘n‘~' for the up. hurried .mm'nvy to (h‘tH'g‘t'ttnvn. 'lhuy hnmd ut' Mum’s urriutl. and MI tunw an nut-1' to svv her. "Sht' will 11')! ho uhiv Lu inin us to-murruw," v ;. ~ lht' wpmt 130V 1 car- riw! hnnw. :0. ,1“. .u“ mum than) mere. uxhztustiun in the white» I'm-c lying so mutinnh-ss on Ilt-Icn’s pil- low, with tht- (lurk rings uhuut her eyes. and the quiver of the musclus about the. mouth. “It is very hard, but God knows ha-st,” poor Katy muzmvd. when 1111‘ next day her father and l‘wll \wnL hm! ford nut Whit So road h":.1‘} "ram 11°01 Katy um ‘...11 1-1' 1110511114. 11:; ; stumnd lwr our 11 l'vv.‘ 1111111.. 1h11*.;huc(m'd neithrr [A Uni1111".ut :h :vzutim. ('alll'w Pllulo';h. Min; 112 “ith it m1]; renzmlflrunu- uf \\'i!"(1:°:l's 10;. tho \'.':4 11.7. the 11.11'Sh1wss. vsn gnlh'u. um! onlv 1h;- dusiru 1::- 10 1;.\' 111 0'11'9 In \Viiful'd. :1 she .1111 Up 111'11 New Yuri. Wm M d. v.11 11 H1.) («'11 inn uz' norm-s 1.11m nu). and H11- 111'!” Your $111.4!"th Como lmmui nit-l “I am going to Wilford. He is dy- ing. He has sent for me. Iought to go on to-night, but cannot, my head aches so," and pressing both her hands upon her head. Katy snnk fainting into Helen's arms. CHAPTER XLII I. (:eorgetoWn, Februaryâ€", 1862. Mrs. Wilford Cameron: she received. But with few exceptions Helen de- clined the latter, feeling that with her husband in so much danger. it was better not to mingle in gay so- ciety. She was very happy with Mrs. Banker. who pcttcd and caress- ed and loved her almost as much as it she had been her own daugh- ter. Mark's letters, too. which came nearly every day. were bright sun- spots in her existence. so full were they of tender love and kind thou ht- iulness for her. He was very gap- py, he wrote, in knowing that at home there was a dear little brown- haired wife. waiting and praying for him, and but for the separation irom her he was well content with a sol- dier's life. Once Helen thought seriously of going to him for a week, or more, but the project was prc~ vented by the sudden arrival in New York' '0! Katy, who came one night to Mrs. Banker's, with her face as white as ashes, and a wild expres- sion in her eyes as she said to Hel- en: ‘(uld h' ‘Ncgt'um tuna O'h .H {'2' “In!!! Mg. :12; d lwr H)!’ a I’m‘.‘ “NHL. shc ('(Hlld neith:-r fr} ATM 2h :czu'tiun cum 1. lbiixl.{llj with it on} alma-t'on's ('Uiu'd. t1 XS vt'll. te'iiinu' Hut th-' mu subjczi Ch I‘IH' (, t n's a talcum tuiiing‘ of 3". 111" math '1' Con lungr dif‘a'nu‘sly, ' M .1. .11: ti 0 "le ll'Ul a i(‘n'~' for the h'nrg'chnx‘n. '1'i\ ul. and h lid for- mnin d Ill (Ul lln h Ml as U (I h r§ Wilford was sleeping when they en- tered his room, his face looking so worn and thin, and his hands folded to heiplessly upon his breast. that with a gush of test! Bell knelt be- sent to Dr. Grant late that after- noon, and in a few moments he was with the father and sister who asked so anxiously for Wilford and explain- ed why Katy was not with them. She looked wistfully at Morris, the great desire to be resognized, to be spoken to kindly by the man who once had been hcr husband ox'crmas- wring for a moment all her prud- once. “It would not be best, both for his sake and Katy's." Morris said. and with a moan like the dying out, of her last hope, Marian turned away, her eyes dim with tears and her heart heavy with a sense of some- thing lost, as in the gray dawn of the morning she went back to her former patients, who hailed her coming with childish joy, one fair young boy from the Granite hills kissing the hand which bandaged his poor crushed arin so tenderly, and thank her that she had returned to him again. In all thy-ii \‘igils he'd together no Sign had c\ll' 1i.issed from Dr. Grant to Marian that he km-w her, but hv had waited anxiously for this momâ€" «nt, knuwing that Wilfm'd must not be shocked. as a sight of Mariam Would shock him. Ht- knmv she was outside the dour, and as Wilford turnml his 111'”! upon the pillow, he wont. to her, and loa‘uling her to a safe distance. said softly: ”His reason has returned." “And my svrvit-es are ended." Mar- ian rejoined. lmiking him steadily in the face, but nut in the least pre- pared for his aliirmutive question. “You are Gcncvru Inmbert?" There was a low, gasping sound of surprise, and 'Mauiun staggered for- ward a step or t.\\(), then steamingl home”, she said: “And if 1 am, it, for him to sue luv. udVise it?" “Shall I send for her?" she naked, but Wilford answered: ' “No. I am satisfied with you." , This was her first day with him. Lhut there were other days when all _her strength and that of Morris, who. at her earnest. solicitation. came to her aid, was required to keep him on his bed. He was going; home, he said. going to Katy; and like a {giant he writhed Under a. force su- -perior to his own, and which hold .; him down and controlled him, while this loud outcries filled the building. ‘and sent a shudder to the [warts of émen, who at; first had occupied the groom with him. were wt-ll enough to vthose who heard them. As the two leave for home. Marian and Morris {both beggtd that unless absolutely necessary, no other one should he sent to that. small apartment, “ht't‘u all the air was needed for UM [m- 'tit-nt in thm’r \lllll'g'“. And thus the) 1°00!!! was in!" :tlonu for “iifm'd, Mm grew \Vol‘sv so fast. th-tt Mariam It'l' em'uphed to luau]. bidding; hL’l'tOizlt‘ ‘ttt 0mm. “Mariam 'Ilazoltun.” "I knowâ€"fives." Wilford replied, having no suspivion as to who was standing outside his doc“, and list- ening, with a throbbing heart, to hi9 rational questions. "Who has been with luvâ€"1110 nurse, I mean? “ho is she?" Morris hcsiuuml a moment, and thou said: “Mariam 'Ilazcltun.” stranger. 111111. with a great. shock it occurred to him that. Knty had “firmed, “Gencvra was alive." “Shalll écnd for your friends?” he asked. and Wilford answered sav- ugely: What. if it were so. and this nurse were Gonevra? The very idea fired Wilford's brain, and when next. his physician came he looked with alarm upon the great change {or the worse exhibited by his patient. “I have no friendsâ€"now at. least. but what will be giud to know I’m dead." And that was the lust, except the: wild words of a maniac, which cattle: from Wilford's lix‘s for many a day and night. \th n they said he was unronscious. Marian Hazelton ob- tained permissivn to attend him. and again the eyes of the other oc- cupants of the room were turned wonderingly towards her as she bent: over the sick n‘: n. parting his mat-t ted hair, smootlmg his pillow, and‘ holding the cool'ng draught to the' parched lips uh oh muttered strange! things of Brighton, of Alnwick and. Romeâ€"of the heather of the Scottish} moors, and the daisies on Gemwra’li grave, where Katy once. sat down. 3 “She did not know (known was there," he said: “but I knew. and I felt as if ’the dead were wronged by that act of Katy's. Do you knowI Katy?" and his black eyes fastened: upon Marian. who soothed hlm into: .- - O - o -‘ quiet. while she talked to him 01‘ Katy. telling of her graceful beauty, her loving heart. and the sorrow she would feel when she heard how sick he was. ' it. surely is not best 110. You would not hand Was ' Wil- ln there was sil- “hilc Wilford pride, and with “I was too proud, too selfish, to make others happy." he said. “ I thought it all over yesterduy. and the past. came back again so vividly especially the part connected with Katy. Oh, Katy, I did aha-o lit!" and o. bitter sob canted tho fineness of Wiltord' I W (or trauma“: o_I_ Kapy. But. at. Wilford knew his days were num- bered, and he talked freely o! it to his father and sister the next morn- ing when they came to him. He did not say that he was ready and will- ing to die. only that he must. and he asked them to forget. when he wu gone, all that had ever been amiss in him as a son and a brother. "Though your sins be an outlet, they shall be white as snow," Harri. replied; and then he tried to point that erring man to tlw Lamb 0! God who taketh away the sins at tho world, convincing him that than wu hope even {or him, and leaVlng him with the conviction that God would surely finish the good work begun. nor oufler this soul to be lost which had turned to Him at the eleventh hour. "! am not right yet," the pale lips \\'hi.~.p.»h~d, us Morris SM down he- sido- him. "Not right with God, I mean. I've sonwtimeh said there Wu no God; but I did not believe it; tad now I know there is l!.- has been running upon me all the day, driving out my bitterness toward you, and causing me to send for you fit last. Do you think there is hope for mo? 1 have much to be forgiven." "Pray for me, if you run pray {or om» who yosLorduy hutvd you so for saying he must div." Eurnvstly, fervently, 'Mnrris pray- od, as for a dear brothc-r: and when he finished, “'ill'ord's I‘a'int "Amen" soundvd through the room. lust at nightfall hv-sturtled Bell In asking that Dr (.I am Iv sent for. ”'1 leaso loaIVo me ulmw \xnh him,” ho mid, “hum Dr. Mmris (Lune; then turning to Morris, as the door clos- ed upon his father and his sister, ho said uhru; My: 'l‘hat night they Watched with Wil- ford. who slept ofl‘ his (ll-lii'ium, and lay with his face tuna-d from them. so that. they ('OUid not gums by itl vxprcssion what was passing in his mind. All the next day he maintained the must frigid silence, anmwrmg only in monosyllubles. while Bell lwpt wiping away the great. drops of sweat, con- stantly oozing out upon his forehead and about the pallid lips. _ A- lie was terribly excited, and in her fright Bell run for Dr. Grunt. But Wilford motioned him hack, hurling after him words.. which kept him from the room the entire day, while the sick man rolled, and tossed, and rav- ed in the delirium. which had return- ed, and which were him out, so fast. No one had the least influence over him, except Marian Hazelton, who, glided to his side, and with her presenve. and gentle words soothed him into comparative quiet, so thlt the bitter denunciations against the saint, who wanted him to die, eel..- ed. and he fell into a troulihd sleep. With it. strange feeling of inmrelt Mr. (r’ttt‘neron and Bell Watched her. \\‘()ll(l01‘illg if she were indeed Genev- l‘a, HS Kitty had uflirttied. They would not ask her; and both breath- ed more. freely when, with n how in ucknuwltxltrntent of 'Mr. (‘mneron'l cunmliment to her skill in quictinfl his son, she left the room. “Dr. Grant." be repeated. “ He would like me removed from his path but it shall not. be. 1 will not. die. Tell him that. I will not die,” and “'ilford's voice was hoarse with pas- sion as he raised his clt-m'lwd lists in the air. “Not die!" Wilford exclaimed. clasping his hands with sudden emo- tion. “Not dieâ€"you don't mean that? Who told you so ?" “Dr. Grant." was Bell's reply, which brOUght a fierce frown to Wil- ford’s face, and awoke all the angry passions of his heart. “Oh, it I could only pray with and {or him!" Bell thought. as she went. to her brother, mourning her mis- spent days, and feeling her courage giving way when at. last. she stood in his presence and met his kindly Imile. “I dreamed that. you were not be" after all.” he said, "1 un so glad to find it real. How long before 1 can go home. do you suppose?" raised his-feeble arm and winding it about her neck, kissed her more tan. derly than he had ever done before. He had not been demonstrative of bin eflection for his sisters. But Bell was his favorite, and he held her close to him while his eyes moved past his father, whom he did not see. on to the door as i! in quest of some one. It was Katy. and gueuing hie thoughts, Bell said: danger. while there h an. to seek the refuge Without which death in terrible.” He had stumbled upon the very thing Bell was there to talk about. his question indicating that he had no suspicion of the truth. Nor had he: and it came like a thunderbolt when Bell, forgetting all her prud- CDCU, said lmpetuously: "()h, Wilford, maybe you'll never go home. Maybe you'llâ€"" “She is not here. She could not come now. She is sick in New York but will join us in s. few days." There was a look of intense disap- pointment in Wilford’s face, which even his {ather's warm greeting could not dissipate, and Morris saw the great tears as they dropped upon the pillow. the proud man trying hard to repress them, and asking no ques- tions concerning any one at home. He was too weak to talk, but he held Bell's hand in his as l! afraid that she would leaVe him, while his eyes rested alternately upon her face and that of his father, who, wholly un- manned at the fearful change in his son. laid his head upon the bed and cried aloud. "Ilv mm live a week, and he my not," he» said, adding solemnly, "AI Ms sister you will (all him of hi! Next morning Bell was Very WM“ and NW voit'o trembled as she cum! from a ('mn'oronce with Dr. Morris. Mm mld lu-r that ha" brother wank!