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aal and the Orange follows, taking the r at their reative rom Cape Town : 1 service Ar W Frait Extracts A 1 Dorer, residing $ run over by inada Atlantic ‘ast and kilted, rs‘ Association meeting _ in rOweilâ€" ...1,000 me eh at a little rdinary ex. V 11 ‘hondriac ? ifters from 10 10 O () men 170 700 7100 OO 100 760 e Nt £OU 120 900 "~C ne Ou 20 50 '.-lu 00 OO 10 LD tH m () U () m T1 n n TL n n Â¥ % CC to where a ket of young people were forming, he gave himse:f up to the #njoyment of the houwr. "I want to thank vow for making me promise to come early, Miss Gordon. I fee. almost as if I had come into an enchanted palace." Walter said in a low, earnest tonme, while they were rest.ng, during one of the changes; "and," he added, "this will be one of the ‘redâ€"‘etter‘ evenings of my life." "And of mine, too." Ruby respondâ€" ed, looking wp at him with radiant eyes ; "everybody seems so happy, and I am so happy myself." "You are always nhappy, I thinkâ€" at least you always appear to be." "Do I1%?% Thank you. Yes, 1 believe life is ver;y bright to me most of the time," she answered, smiling ; then, as the ca‘ll came to "turn partners" she held out both hands to him, lookâ€" ing so bewitching and lovable in her bright beauty, that he could not reâ€" sist the impulse to clasp them in a warm, lingering pressure. "May no shadow ever dim the light that I see uwpon your face toâ€"night," he whispered more fondly than he was aware of, as he whirled her into Edmund did not geign to notice him except by a savage gl.ance, which made Walter‘s blood tingle with irâ€" dignation. But he was too happy to allow anything to trowble him long in R‘uby’s presence, and, leading her "I am rather late, it seems," he reâ€" marked, in a hard, ary tone. "I did mnot intend to be so delinquent, perâ€" haps you will give me number five." Ruby glanced at it. *‘"Oh, Mr. Carpenter," she objected, "you know I do not often waltz; please take a quadrille." He frowned slightly, but wrote for a quadrille as she had requested, and handed back ter came for h. she handed tnem to him, and could mot fail to see the look of rage that shot into his eyes as he read Waltetr‘s name at the head of tho> iist, and again stfll farther on, beside one or two others. "Indeed! that is a disappointment," he said, biting his lip with vexation, both at the intelligence and her manâ€" ner ; "but will you kindly allow me to look at your tablets * Sshe soon moved away to speak with other guests, but his eyes fo)â€" lowe! her wherever she went:; the gleamn of that pure lily, the sheer of that silken dress, made his heart thrill with her every movement. "I love her. I love her; but will the time ever come when 1 _ shall dare say it to her and try to win ber?" he murmured to nimself. Eqdmund Carpenter also presented himsel{l at a seasonable nhour, and when the signal was given to repair to the room for dancing, he apâ€" proached Ruby, and drawing her hand through his arm, with the most comâ€" placent assurance remarked: ‘"M‘ss Ruby, you and I must open this baill together." !'"I beg your pardon," she returned, rawlug back, and somewhat annoyed at his manner of appropriating her ; ‘"but 1 am already engaged for the Tirst quadriile." \ 1c@. she shot a halfâ€"gtartled look at him, id then, as she caught the tender eam in his eyes, a wa,ve of rich color r an instant flooded her neck, cheek id brow. She passed him her tablets after a moment, and he _ wrote his name against the first quadrilie. "May I beg another?" he asked, bending an eager look upon her. " Yes, indeed ; if you like," she anâ€" swered, cordially, and he chose one for later on in the evening. The â€" Ol@fashioneo â€" contraâ€"&ance ! come just before supper, Ruby," " Already ! To whom ? "Oh, I had to promise a young knight that 1 would dance the first ;‘ with hlnin. it i’he would gra.cg r party with his presence: â€" an then, Robert, you forget that Mrs. Ruggles is our guest, and you must, at least, show her the courtesy of asking her." « * Do you suppose she knows how ?" Mr. Gordon asked, with a twinkie of fun in his eyes. "It will be very easy to ascerâ€" tain. _I am going to dance with Mr. Ruggles, by and by. I want you to ask the orchestra to play an oldâ€"fashioned contraâ€"dance some time during the evening, and _ I will lead o(‘; with him. I know he will enjoy it." "Of course, I will do anything you _ wish," Nr. Gordon returned ; "and," he added, with a grave tenâ€" deraesss in his tone, you ought . to have a long, long life of happiness, my Ruby, for you are always doing something for the pleasure of other people." 7. 71A wise iittie head ; it knew just what would suit it best," hereâ€" turned, touching caressingly â€" the pure, white lily that rested on h>r nair. 1 guess I shall have to open the ball with you." ‘*You can‘t, IOr I am engaged," Ruby said, demurely, though a flush of sceariet stained her cheek at the confession. > knew that he loved her, but did as yet, dare to tell her the "old, t story." But she could wait; it happiness enough for the present to know it. f _sSlightly, but wrote for i she had requested, and her tablets, just as Walâ€" vard to claim his partâ€" o promise a young would dance the first if he would grace 492 B _ knew * hereâ€" J â€" the on ber Every now and then he would drop some fond word which betrayed toâ€" ward what all this was tending, and such language from im was very disagreea ble. "Ruby," he whispered, once when they wore dancing togetherâ€"he had taken to calling her Ruby of late, He suddenly became _ unusually marked in his attentionsâ€"so much so, in fact, that Ruby began to feel exâ€" tremely uncomfortable in his preâ€" sence. Edmund Carpenter adroitly managed to secure Ruby for the supper hour, though she had hoped that Walter would ask to be her escort; but she saw that he was being pleasantly entertained by her friend, Florence, and so she bore Mr. Carpenter‘s soâ€" clety with what patience she could. But she did not find it difficult to get him a partner, for it had been whispered about that the stranger was the owner of & rich coal mine and several oil weiis, and there were plenty here who were willing to wink «t his eccentricities, and who really enjoyed the novelty of dancing with him, while anything that Ruby Gorâ€" don could do was considered as above reproach, and it had been observed that she had shown him marked atâ€" tention during tho evening. "Oh, yes, I chink so," Ruby respondâ€" ed, looking about to see whom she would dare to ask. "I reckon I shall have to try it again," he went on, after watching the flying figures for a few moments; "I guess I can manage to get through one of themâ€"‘quadâ€"rills" you â€" call ‘em, though the oldâ€"fashioned name was ‘cotillion.‘ Do you suppose there‘s anyibly else here who‘d be willing to dance with an old antediinvian like me ?" stood flushed and panting at the foot of the linc, she bent toward him, saying, with a radiant face : "Mr. Ruggles, I never enjoyed a dance more." "Bles, your heart, Miss Ruby, nor I either," _ returned the old gentleâ€" man, ‘ wiping the perspirasion from his glowing face, "and 1 guess mother‘s having a good time, too, by the look of her" he added, as Mr. Gorâ€" don and his partner came flying down the centro with an air of exhilaration and enjoyment that was contagious. Ruby actually seemed to tread on air. She went "down the centre" and "back on the outside" with the lightâ€" ness and grace of a fairy, her whole heart centered in the pleasures of the moment, and when at last she and her partner finished the figure and Mrs. Ruggie$#also seemed to wake up to the music and the dainty steps which she had been taught to take in her youthâ€"very different from our modern â€" dancingâ€"were a matter of wonder and amusement to the beâ€" holders, and yet there was a certain grace about it that was almost fasâ€" cina ting. . Ruby never forgot that dance, she cou!d never forgev how, the moment the band struck up the lively music, her companion became instantly fired with enthusiasm, threw his whole heart into the business before him, and surely did "step it out with the best of them," while the fine work which he put into his dancing _ was simply marvellous. Robert Gordon followed with Mrs. Ruggles ; then came Walter with Miss Annie Partridge and so on down the long line. CHAPTER XIX. A Waltz and a Souvenir. The contraâ€"dance, which had been added to the list for Mr. Ruggles‘ benefit, was at length announced, and Ruby led her friend, with a pretty alr of triumph, to the head â€"of the room. "Oh, Mr. Ruggles, what a satire upon the dancing of the day !" cried Ruby, with a merry iaugh. "But we &re to have an oldâ€"fashioned contraâ€" dance jast «before supper, and I am sure you will be able to manage that. Will you dance it, and lead off with me?" she concluded, in a most allurâ€" inz manper. "We‘l, to tell the truch, the music does rather set my nerves aâ€"tingling; but I shou‘d be all at sea if I tried to do anything at them rew fangled dances. I used to step it out with the best of them o Monavâ€"Musk, Fishers‘ Hornpipe, and the like, when I was younger, but these new ways of bowing and scraping, and courtesyâ€" ing are too much for me." "Don‘t you fee! inclined to join ust" Ruby asked. "Over yonder," he replied, nodding with a complacent smile, toward the spot where his wife sat, looking the picture of quiet enjoyment. "I guess not. Your brother asked her for the first one, buwt mother thought she‘d rather lnok ca." _ "Do yow not think she would like to dance ?" "Where is Mrs. Rugglies?" Ruby asked, as she stopped beside him, and unfurled her dainty whiteâ€"satin fan, to coo! her flushed cheeks. His glance rested approvingly wpon the young couple as they approached him, and we cannot blame him if he indulged in weaving a little romance in‘»\‘r-).'qch they conspicwously figured. _ Walter was only too glad to do her bidding, and they soon found Mr. Rugâ€" g.es standing in a corner, where he was evidently watching the gay scene about him with the most intense enâ€" joyment. Robert Gerdo: thispered in his sis ter‘s ear, shortiy after Walter lad led _ her to a seat. â€" ‘"‘Thar‘ "ca4, Robert," she said, brightly ; then turning again to her escort, she asked : > "Mr. Richardson, will you kindly take me to find owr friend, Mr. Rugâ€" gles? I want to ask him to dance with me." &fiw 2. uit The scowl that he bestowed upon Walter as he said this hDetrayed that he was wrought up to> the hlfihest pitch of passion. Edmund sprang forward to get it, and as he returned it to her, he reâ€" marked, with sarcastic emphasis : "I understood thait Miss Gordon did not like to waltz; but doubtless it was a spirit of selfâ€"sacrifice which impelled her to gyield to the imporâ€" tunities of Another." Tust then Ruby‘s handkerchief flutâ€" tered to the fioor. They happened to be passing the spot where Edmund Carpenter stood at that instant, and he caught the words, and vowed in his heart that he wouwld make Walter "sweat" for that night‘s work. Eo "I am afraid I have done wrong to kqep yow upon the floor so long," he said. "Are yow very tired f" _ "No, I am not tired at all. I enâ€" joyed it immensely. You are a delightâ€" fw. waltzer, Mr. Richardson." On and on they went, without a break or a misstep, until the music suddenly ceased, when Walter drew his companion‘s hand within his arm, and looked down into her flushed face with a rueful expression. § He stood watching them with a gloomy face, never once taking his wrathfw. eyes from those two graceâ€" fw!. figures, as round and round they spun, without a single thought of fatigue or ti_ae, or aught but the deâ€" licious music, the dreamy motion, and a sense of content at being thus toâ€" gether. "She ‘does not like to waltz very well,‘ but it seems that he can tempt ber to do it," he muttered, and endâ€" ed with a bitter imprecation wpon this disturber of his peace. _ hi ‘"Shifting lights as diamonds are," and, inying her hand upon his shoulâ€" der, she floated away to the magic Strains, and forgot for the time that there were more than two people in the world. Edmund Carpenter unad observed all this, and ground his teeth in silent rage. SE ho ne mo ui o on Saae d kn s â€" di ces ‘"*No; I believe 1 should enjoy it," she said, with a smile, while her eycs were full of She glanced up at him. She had disâ€" covered that he was a delightful partner, and the eager look that she saw in his eyes, and tho bewildoring music, . tempted her strongly. s "I am afraid you are too tired," he said, as he remarked the grave, perâ€" plexed look in her eyes. Sheo laughed. ‘"Nv, I am not too tired," she anâ€" swered; "but, to be frank, I did not notice that this was to be a waltz, and I have refused one to a gentleâ€" man this evening." "I will release you if you desire," Walter returned, with ready courâ€" tesy, yet looking disappointed. _ No, it was number ifine{.&m, and one o[ Strauss‘ intoxicating melodies, and just then Walter approached her. Suddenly the slow, sweet strains of a lovely waits fell wpon her _ ear. She starteod as the sound reminded her of her promise to Walter, and colored as she thought what that promise would involve, She looked at her tablets to see if there was not some mistake. Ruby grew crimson to She did not often waltz, except with lady friends or with her brother. There was something offensive to her in the thought of being encircled in the arms of strangers, an¢ so she alâ€" most always refused, and, as we know, she had already denied Edmund Carâ€" penter earlier in the evening. _ ® Ruby had forgotten, or had not noâ€" ticed, that number nineteen was a waltz. "Thanks," he returned, with a flush of delight, and then stepped one side to wait wnatil the music should begin. _ He tried to entice hor away to the conservatory, but she excused herâ€" self, saying she mus. speak with her ll.';;‘other, and so she managed to elude im. While she was talking with her brother, Walter came wp to them. "I have no partner for the next number," he said, with a wistful look. "Are you engaged, Miss Gordon t" She glanced at her card hastily. "Number nineteen ; that is next the last. No, I am not engaged, and I will dance with yow with pleasure, Mr. Richardson." P omep C TTTPITT 2 Rmeopt. + ought to be, for presuming to ask so much, but I am glad to see you so happy. Ruby, do you know what would make me very happyâ€"â€"" ‘"To be more attentive to the calls and not make me miss the changes," Ruby interrupted, at this critical moâ€" ment, holding out her hands to him as the order came to "Balance and turn partners;" then the figure was finâ€" ished, and an end thus put to Mr. Carpenter‘s soft speeches for thai time. ‘‘*No, indeed, I will not," Ruby said, with a decided littie shake of her head. "I am going to keep it as a souvenir of this evening, which has been such a de!lightful one to me." ‘‘What is the language of the lily ?" Edmund asked, bestowing a covetous look upon the pure blossom. She flushea again at the question, but said, lightly : "I shall leave you to find that out Cor yourself,." "It ought to be sweetness and purâ€" ity, to fit your nature," he returned in a terder tone. Then he added, earâ€" nestly : "I want to ask a great favor of you. if you will not consider me preâ€" Bumplitaous * "That will depend upon the nature of the favor," Ruby replied, smiling, yet wishing she were anywhere else. * *"*Will you put away that !ly in water when you take it off, and give it to me the next time I eome ?" h tt m CC TRNeV IV IS. ‘"Perhaps it would be unwise _ for me to do so ; it might destroy your enjoyment of the bouquet." "Nay, tell me," he persisted. ‘"Their language is inconstancy." ‘‘Surely you cannot think them an index of my character," he sa‘d, with aAn accent of ifond reproach that brought a flush to her cheek. "I merely said 1 hc:p_efl such was not the case," she answered, striving to speak Mfi!l@;enfily. C wl CITC EPV T UT 2B3 not an index to your character." "I1 shall have to thank you for enâ€" lightening me as to the name of the flowers, %or I did not know it. while I am wholly ignorant regarding their sentiment. Pray, tell me what it is." "Perhaps it would be unwise for me to do so ; it might destroy your mm Teaarmamnod® EP EL 0. 1 i odmatedbaco c ong i 200009 ; PCPAE ~ OAVUST shining petals quiver, as if suddenly endowed with life, and laughed lightâ€" ly as she retorted : * "Allow me to return the compliâ€" ment, Mr. Carpenter, that boutonâ€" niere of evening primroses is a great addition to your costume. Bu% I trust that the language of the flower is not an indeXx to vour charantam" I EDP WPP RTCT uuvagvulul.uâ€" ‘"Ruby, do you know thnat you are very lovely toâ€"night? That waxen lily ‘ln your hair is wonderfully beâ€" gpakh k. HeteA .. @sappointed! _ Perhaps her head, making those her antagonismâ€" It would be useless to enumerate them all, but each one had rememberâ€" ed all the others in some way, and a very handsome way, too, it proved to be. Ruby‘s gift from Mr. and Mrs. Rugâ€" gles was contained in a very tiny box, which had been most carefully meal had been disposed of, the family adjourned to the library to inspect the many mysterious packages which hgd been arranged wpon the table there. CHAPTER XX. A Financial Wreck. Ruby persuaaed Mr. and Mrs. Rugâ€" gles to remain until after Christmas, as they were to have no other guests, and as her invitation had been heartâ€" ily seconded by both Mr. and Mrs. Gorâ€" don, this had not been bard to acâ€" complish. She gave him a formal little bow, then turning she walked to her broâ€" ther‘s side, determined to cut short the disagreeable interview, and beginning to heartily despise the man. The day arrivedâ€"a bright, keen, wimt‘er’s _dgy; and, after the morning "I thought the lily was to be reâ€" tained as a souvenir,"‘ remarked Edâ€" mund Carpenter, in a low tone, as he took leave of Ruby. § SBhe fooked up at him with curliing |pss. "One would hardly think a simple flower worth so much controversy, Mr. Carpenter," she said, coldly ; then added, " 1 trust you nave had a pleasâ€" ant evening. Goodâ€"night." The haffled lover departed without having even mentioned the opera, and ;’owing' vengenace upon his successful 0e. " Thanks," Walter responded, with a luminous smile. Then holding out his hand, he bade her goodâ€"night, and turned away to make his adieus to the others, after which he went his way with a heart as light as air. Would she have the face to bestow it upon his rival in his very presence ? He could scarcely contain himself at the thought. "I will give Miss Gordon the flower if she desires it," Walter replied, coldly, yet still retaining it in his hand. Ruby‘s eyes were very brig they met the eager look of the man, but she said Walter started and colored hotly at his tone, while Ruby turned and regarded the man with a jook of surprise. _ Walter, however, recovâ€" ered his com re instantly, and approaching t{:su young girl, he said, with a smile : "I have been waiting for an op portunity â€" to restore your lily ; though I am not sure but thatâ€"to the ‘victor belong the spoils.‘" _ _‘‘That‘s so," cried Mr. Ruggles, who had not been unobservant of Edmund‘s jealousy during the even:â€" ing, and was now boiling inwardly at his recent overbearing marner ; ‘‘he won in the race, anuw ne snould have the trophy." Ruby glanced up with an answerâ€" ing smile at Walter, while a spirit of mischief® and defiance suddenly took possession of her. She resolyâ€" ed that he should have the lily, just to punish the man who had been so insolent to him. "The trophy is certainly not a very valuable one," she said. "** What‘s aught but ‘tis valued, " Walter quoted lightly, but with a very earnest look in his eyes, not withstanding. "* What nonsense, Walter. Can‘t you see that Miss Gordon is very weary ? Give ner the flower, and do not detain her longer," said Edmund Carpenter, coming forâ€" wilyrd and speaking impatiently. " Ts only a fading flower ; but keep it if you like." Capwl q 0z L eE e 0e ADApP UPTCUUIECIY + He had sued for that lily earlier in the evening, and Ruby had flatly refused to give it to him. *"* Walter, do not keep Miss Gorâ€" don waiting ; return _ her the llower," Edmund _ commanded, turnâ€" ing upon his rival with an air of authority, his patience completely exhausted. Three gentlemen sprang forward to recover it, but Walter was the more agile, and captured it before the others could reach it, and then stood qu‘etly waiting for an opportunity to return it to her. At last all were gone but himself and Edmund Carpenter, whoâ€" was deterâ€" mined to have the last word if possiâ€" ble, though it was all he could do to control his rage against Waliter for lingering so long. Mr. and Mrs. Gordon, with Mr. and Mrs. Ruggles, stood near, and two at! east of ithe four were watching with some curiosity and interest to see Ruby take leave of the young men. Bhe swept him a profound courtesy, amid the laughter â€" which followed this retort, and in the act the slender stem of the lily in her hair snapped in twain, and the beautiful flower went spinning over the marble floor of the hall. stones !" * Hear, hear !" cried Ruby, clapping her hands softly in applause. "I had not supposed it poss‘ble to make such an imp}'ession upon a man who is All ‘ng hidden in its cup a bright, piquant face, with ruby lips and diamond eyes," wh glize to him for having waltzed with _ Walter after refusing him, and explain how it had accurred ; but this spirit of vindictiveness she would not tolerate, and drawing her slight figure naughtily erect, she said, coldly and briefly : "Thank you for the handkerchief, Mr. Carpenter," and then passed on, leaving him in no enviable frame of mind. But he was destined to be sub lected to even greater mortificaâ€" tion and ‘ defeat before the evening was over. The last dance was ended; the musicians had departed, and nearly all the guests as well. Just a few intimate friends of the family lingered over their goodâ€" aights, and among these were both Edmund Carpenter and Waliter. The latter as yet had had no op portunity to _ make his adieus to Ruby, and the former was anxious Mxsx L \9 had intended to very bright young searching his face with anxkiom A little laiter there came a timid knock on the door, then it was opened, and Ruby, with a paleface and solemn eyes, stole softly in, and goingy to her brother‘s side, slid one arm around his neck and gently asked : " Robert, is it true?" "Is what true, dear?" " What Estelle‘s maid saysâ€"that Mr. Currier has been dGefaulting, and your company is ruined ?" " Yes, darling, it is all true; and that is not the worst, either." " What do you mean, Robert?" the young girl asked, clasping both her small hands about his arm, and He told her that which for a moâ€" ment shocked her into speechlessâ€" ness, and then made her shriek and faint dead away. The man summoned help, and hung over her with a pitiful look until she revived and began to moan and wring her hands in anguish, when, unable to bear the sight of her misery, he crept away to the libâ€" rary, where he tried to face the future and bear his burden as best he could. " What is it, Robert?" his wife asked, with an anxious face. October came, and one afternoon Mr. Gordon returned to his home looking white and wretched. , T Walter even yet would not aMow himself to speak words tnat would lead Ruby to pledge hers»lf to him : yet each knew that tney were all in all to each other, and there was a sort of tacit understanding between them that eventually they would beâ€" long to each other. _ Another year, Waiter hoped, would give him an inâ€" terest in the business, and then he would feel free to ask Ruby to give berself to him, without the fear of being regarded as a fortuneâ€"hunter by her friends and acqua‘ntances. 3 s Spring came, then Summer, and Ruby went to the mountains, to spend sevâ€" eral weeks with Mr. and Mrs Rugâ€" gles, as she had promised to db the previous year. _ And hither Wailter came again to pass his vacation ; and those two weeks were woeeks never to be forgotten by either of them. _ The next morning Mr. and Mrs. Ruggles returned to their home among the mountains, asserting that they had never enjoyed so much during their whole lives as dluring the ten days that they had spent with their friends in Philadelphia. After that the winter passed rapâ€" ‘d@y, but without much that is worâ€" thy of note. _ _ ho 19 ‘"Forgive an old man» â€" weakness, Miss Ruby, but 1 tell you, you couldn‘t have touched mother and me in a more tender spot ; andâ€"though I don‘t supâ€" pose the time will ever comeâ€"if you‘re ever in 2 tight place and need a friend Owen Ruggles is the man that‘ll stand ‘l'y yo‘!c" f But the time was to come, and was not far distant, either, when she was to stand in sore need of just such a friend as he promised to be. Walter had beeen invited to din»n with the Gordons that evening, and afterward the whole family attended the opera to hear the renowned Chrisâ€" tine Nilsson, and thus the delightiul holiday came to an end. She could not have given them anyâ€" thing that they would have valued so much as this enlarges ana perfect. ed likeness of their only child, and when, a half hour later, Mr. Ruggles had regained his composure and met Ruby in the hall on his way back to the library, he laid his hand gently on her head, then stooped and touched her shining hair with his still tremuâ€" lous lips, as he said gratefully : ed back a groan ; then they both broke down entirely and clung to aach other for comfort. Ruby had been sure that it would be so, and thus she hag delicately planned for them to see the picture for the first time by themselves. But just opposite, ana where they could not fail to see it, there hung a lifeâ€"size and lifeâ€"like crayon portrait of their dead daughter, which Ruby had had copied from a phatograph, and, fastened to one corner of the frame, there was a cara bearing the words : She led them to a small parlor or receptionâ€"room, opened the door for them to pass in, and then softly closâ€" ed it after them, leaving them alone. "Will you come with me for a few moments, Mr. and Mrs. Ruggles? I have something I would like to show Mrs. Gordon presented Mrs. Rugâ€" gles wi‘th a fine silver ladle, and Mr. Gordon gave Mr. Rugg:es a subâ€" stantial gold chain for ths handsome gold watch which he already possessed. C on sn hninnnich ts ce t v s Astcetses B asccsa cce ids But there was no gift from Ruby to her friends wpon the table, and when all the packages had been exâ€" amined, she turned to them, a little Eender smile wreathing her lips, sayâ€" say he would like to possess. But their chief thought had neen for Ruby, whom these plain but honest people were learning to love with a fondness which they would have lavished upon their own daughter had she been spared to them. so kind and courteous to them, and for many a month after it formed the theme of pleasant converse for them. Mrs. Gordon was the recivient of a set of elegant toliet articles, while Mr. Gordon was presented with some choice books which he had been neard to The farmer and his wife greatly enâ€" Joyed her pleasure. They had bough‘t the gems unset, because they did not know in what form she would prefer them, and thought best to let her relect the setting for herself. They had spent one whole happy day together in choosing Christmas gUts’ for this family, who had been perched upon the top of the pile allotâ€" ed to her. ‘"What mysterious charm lies conâ€" cealed within this?" she asked, with a roguish glance at Farmer Rugries, d pge msutin ONTARIO ARCHIVES TORONTO Ruggles, a.ntfigrlt» wR Blectricity is to be used in killing whales. A dynamo is to be placed on a whal'mg-siflp. A big reel of insuâ€" lated wire will be carried in a boat *when a wha‘le is sighted. One end of the wire is connected with the dynaâ€" mo and at the other end will be a hard rubber stick attached to a plece of metal twentyâ€"four inches long and one inch in diameter, sharpened at the end to penetrate the flesh of the whale. The rubber and metal rod will be used as a harpoon is now used. When near the big fish the Wirpooner will throw the electric barb. When it strikes the whale a current conâ€" nection will be formed with the dynaâ€" mo, the whale will get the full shock of 10,000 volts and will be dead in a fraction of a second. Argentina‘s President has .a $7,500 uniform. _ Coal is now $6.50 per ton in Lonâ€" on why every face that is veiled with grace and discretion should fail to niake its impression. It is, perhaps, this very fact that the veil suits all women almost equally well, which hs insured it so long a lease of popuâ€" larity, Indeed, veils have become such indispermsable details of the modern womnmn‘s tollet that it is hard to imâ€" agine that they could fall into disuse â€"although, to be sure, the most surâ€" prising things do happen in matters of costume. f 1t is possible, therefore, that the veil may be saved on its merits. In its present form a purely modern adornâ€" ment, there can be no question that it is quite as popzalar among men as with its own wearers, The little wisp of tulle, gpuze or not is a distinctly formidable weapon in the feminine arâ€" mory, calculated to do a good deal of execution when its color and fashion are chosen according to the occasion. Worn with grase, it heightens the charms of a pretty face, while it tones down the blemishes of one which is @rtistically less perfect or loss ploeasâ€" ing. All cats the French tell us are grey in the dark, and there is no reaâ€" Gauzy Coverings for Face No Longer Proper in London. ‘ The London fashionable world is authority for the statement that veils are out and that women are to walk about "with their own faces." There are very few feminine modes of which it has ever been possible to determine the origin; why the veil should "go out," for instance, is no easior to say than why it ever "came in." But submissive as women â€" usuâ€" ally are to the latest decrees of {fashâ€" lon, anxious as they mostly are to adopt the styles invented for them by people who supply the Gemand which they create, we fancy that th« veil will not be abandoned without a struggle. There have been occasions on which the native sense of woman â€"not extinct even in the smartest and most frivolousâ€"has stood out against the dressmakers and the milâ€" liners. It is not long since Paris, with London following in her wake, put out tentative but unmistakâ€" able efforts to restore the crinâ€" oline, or some modification of it. But the ladies of toâ€"day had not lookâ€" ed ‘at their mothers old {ashion plates for nothing. They realized that no more hideous mode was ever deâ€" vised than the crinoline, the joopedâ€" up distended skirt, the porkpie hat and the zsouave jacket of thirty years or so ago. Better by far were the coal scuttle bonnet, the sloping shou}â€" ders, the huge "Bishop" sleeves and the virginal sash of the Queen‘s a~â€" VEILS WILL BE WITHDRAwX "* Ruby, my â€" precious sister, *I will tell you," he said gravely. "I have not only lost every dollar of what I was worth, but all your money also, while I am, 1 fear, heavily in debt besides." We cannot biame him if a thought of bitterness stirred his heart, that she, from whom he had expected nothing but helpless _ dependence, had risen above their trial and come to comfort him, while his wife she, from whom he had expected nothing but helpless _ dependence, had risen above their trial and come to comfort him, while his wife lay in her chamber above, weeping and wringing her hands in _ utver abandonment of grief over the misâ€" fortune which had so suddenly over taken them. it ve ind diiieabvints streliiciatectretsatrenes Missics es T "Robert, I want you to tell me all about it. Do not talk to me as if I were a child and could not understand; but let me help you to bear your trouble, whatever it may oae. I do not believe it will be so very dreadful to be poor as long as we can have each other te love, and are well and strong." The man regarded ber with su; prise, this _ delicate lovely _ girl, whom he had so carefully sheltered from every care during all her life, who had been a pet and plaything, whose lightest wish had been _ a law unto him. He had not looked for anything like this from herâ€" for such utter selfâ€"forgetfainess ard such tender solicitude for him. though I i ive lost everything, m name is untarnished, and I need n« fear to look any man in the face Robert Gordon returned, heartily. "I can bear anything better than o see you look so brokenâ€"hearted Tell me all your trouble," she plcadnd, pressing her !‘ps softly against his cheek. Something !‘ks a sob burst from the strong man, and he huggod her almost convuisively to him. my ow$p. I am a man, and I can bear to face poverty and loss. Ruby, could you bear to be poor? Have you any ‘dea what it mean§ to be poor ?" Again she searched his face: but there was nothing like shame or disâ€" honor stampeg upon it, and she reâ€" plied : ‘"Darling, you are a }ttle comforter," he said; "but my trouble is imore on your account and Esteite‘s than upon oue caught her breath quickly, and ber face grow white with a sudden Was her idoiized brother implicated in the wrong that had brought ruin upon him and his company ? She dare not utter the thought aloud, yet it plerce@ her heart like a knife. And, with anguish written . upon every feature of his fine {face, dreow ber close to his breast. "Ruby, can you â€" be all?" he naskai Whales to be She_ Q“Sili_il;r It gently unclasped her hands, (To be Continued.) it 0C ME dncrn you bear to hear Electrocuted. u: w y W P