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A The "checkered Mfodil" and the .solt plaintive primrose are bursting into bloom. The gentle rain comes Wit? th passing cloudy and sinks lovingly into the earth's bosom and into the hearts of the opening buds. The grass is springing; all the world is rich with fresh young life. The Very snowdrops-paie blossoms. born of l/ttter winds and iunless skies .-.ha" perished out of sight. __ . “has 1 deceived, or did , sahle c Turn forth her silver lining on night?" --..L Ruth is lying in her grave, cold and forgotten save by two,-the man who has most wronged her, and the woman who had most to forgive her. Aa Yet: Clarissa cannot rise out of the depres- sion that fell upon her when Horace'a treachery was first made known to her. Her love had seemed so good. so tend- er, it had so brightened all her life, and had been so much a part of her existence, that it seemed to carry to the grave with it all her youth and Slad' ness. However untrue this young love of her life had been, still, while she be- lieved in it, it had been beautiful to her. and it ta with bitterest grief she has laid it aside; to her it had been a living thing. and even as it {was from. her, She cries to it aloud to stay. and feels her arms empty in that it no long- er t'i11s them. "Bat, oh, not yet, not yet Would my lost soul forget . How heautitul he was while he did live. or, when his eyes were dewy and lips wet, What kisses. tenderer than all to- Be Mr. Winter's exquisite words come often to her; and yet, when the first pang is over, a sensaLion that may be almost called relief raises her soul and restores, her somewhat tpler old self. She is graver--it' possible, gentler. more tenaer--than in the days before grief had touched her. And, though her love had really died beyond all rtV' awakenmg, still the memory of what; once had been has left its mark upon, To Sir James she has never since men- tioned the name of the mm in whom she. had once so firmly believed. though oftentimes n, has occurred to her that relief might follow upon the bare ask- ing of a question that might serve to (rtt common the actual remembrance 0 an. To-day, as Serope comes up the Iter? to meet her, as she bends over the bngtsr children o {the gun," a sense of gladness that he is coming fills_her. She. feels no nervousness or wearmess with bun, only rest and peace. and sommhmg that is deeper still, though yet vague and absolutely unknown to her 0wI1 heart. -. She goes forward to mettt him, a. mule upon Per tips, treading 1thig' on the young grass, that is emera d u: hue,--as the color of my own dear land, .--and through which "The meek daisies show Their breasts of satin snow, Bedecked with tiny stars of gold mid perfume sighs." ".You again?" she says. with a lovely smile. He washers only Jesysrtiar. "What an uncivil speech'. Do 1 come too often?" He has her hand in his, and is holding it ir.tqui.ri.mrU., bat it is such a. soft. and kind, inqujry. "Not halt often enough," she says. atrl hardly knows why his face flushes at her words, being still ignorant of vllr tact that he loves her with a love that passeth the love at most. . "Well. you sha'n't have to complain of that any longer," he says. gayly. "Shall I take. up my osaide.nee.he.rer' "Do." says Miss Peyton, also 1n jest. "i would much rather you to.o.k up yours at Scrape," he says, unthinkmily, and then he flushes again. and t en silence falls between them. _ er foot is tapping the award light- ly, yet nervously. Her eyes are on the "daisies pied." Presently. as though some inner feeling compels her to it, she tsays-- _ "ies," she says. quite calmly. At this instant she knows her love for Horace Bramcomhe is quite dead. “Her death was terrible." - "You forbade me," he says: "how could I disobey you? He is well, however. but, I mink. not altogeth- er happy. In his last. [other to me he still spoke remorsefully ot-her." It is agony to him to say this, yet he does it hraVPly. knowing it willbe the what will; for the woman .he hirpstif long. "'rr'iif" do you never speak to me of -Horaeet" "Yet easy. I dare say. Disease of the heart, when it carries one off. is sel- dom painful. Clarissa, this is the very {List time you have spoken of her, Ot.. t r." "Is it?" She turns away from bin}. and. catching a. branch. takes from It a. leaf or two. "You have not spoken to__n_le." she sayg. .- , . . " _ "71333236; Eff said. you forbade m9. lDon? you know your word to me In aw .. ."1 don't think I know much," sag: Miss Peyton. with a sad smile; but 3 lets her hand lie in his, and {1095 not turn away trom him. "Horace I: Ut wr- lon}: she sgys_. presently. .. n -TYeiiriGTi'Tiiiar"GH' Well. Do . you often think ot him now!" _ _ ' ."verr often. I am glad he IS get- tlnaon successfully." . . If. on you forgotten nothing, Ch"? so .. "I have forgotten a great deal. How could it be otherwise? I 'have for- gotten that I ever loved my one. It seems to me now impossible that I could have felt all this I did two months ago. Yet something “as”? with ms we“)? I cannot explim." She Pam. In loch idly down upon the! Wong, hands. the 1'11:qu of whwh 31'. tw.timr and iutertwr1inlt unmask-h "Do you mean you hays ceased to think of Home in the light of a.iot erf" he asks, with an effort tas.ttiPlr, yet with determination. He will hear thotruth now or never. - . qrtst, My love would give, "Straw roses on his breast, He loved the roses beat; never cared for lilies or for now. Let be this bitter and of his sweet - quest; .... .. .. L. I "Whatl wouidltidd have n Mi. Jtiiri's, pallid silence. thatis rest, And let all gol" CHAPTER xxarv0. 55510 c1994 u.l°v- ‘“uwl - “VI "'J'"" ---- V. __-" . ,"If you can apply such a word P, him, you; love must be indeed dtys.d, the, says. In a curious tone. and, mum; ‘one of her hands, he lays it upon hits pen.t.sUntr thee twice?" she says, turning to him with some passion; and then ber Bnetr fades, and Mr eyes. till 11tly,1 tear}. ”N33 . l Shook thousand odors from his aewy wing." . I ', Collins. I It is the afternoon of the same day. {and Dorian, with a keeper behind him. is trudging through the woods of Hythe, two trust setters at his heels. He cannot be wig to be altogether owl happy, because he has had a real good! day with his gun, as his bag can teat- ity, and. be a man never so disturb- ed by conflicting emotions. be be five fathoms deep in a hopeless attach-1 ment, still he will tramp through his? heather, or-rule to hounds, or smoke his 5 favorite Cigars, with the best, and find, l tndeed,p ieusure therein. For, truiyc--) I "Man's love is of man’s lifea thing' I apart; . "its woman's whole existence." . I I The sun is sinking to rest; the chill! otys spring evening is in the air. Dis-l missing the man who holds the bag. he I sends him home to the house hyanear- er route, and. lighting a. fresh cigar, follows the path that leads through Ihe fragrant wood into the grounds of Sar- toris. The breath of the bluebells is already scouting the air; the ferns are; growing thick and strong. He has come we turn, that is all formed of rock, and is some-What abrupt, because of the sharp angle that belongs to it, over which hart's tongues and other graceful weeds fait lazily, when, at Bl little distance from him. he sees Geor-l gie sitting on the fallen trunk eta tree, E her head leaning against an oak, her; whole, expression full of deep /le jection. '), numb "I wish it had never been born." tshe says. with a. sigh, not looking at him. "But it is dead'" mists he, eagerly. "Quite. I 'f,rl,'iunl that day you took me-Ao his--momtr, you remern- her?" "How could I forget? _Clar'ey, if you are unhappy, so am I. Take pity upon me." , LP"' unhappy!" She lifts her eyes to " Yes. All my life I have loved you. Is your heart beyond my reach?" She makes him no answer. . "Without you I live but half ante." he goes on, entreatingly. "Every hour 18 filled with thoughts of you. I have 310 Interests apart from you. Clarissa, if there is any hope for me, speak: fay something." h k a lprzus, any WmULulua. "Would not his memory be a. shad- ow between us always?" whispers shy "I. trembling accents. "Fprgive.neeut within our fewer. torgerfy1netss. IS be- yond us! im, is this thing “use that Io/l, are doing? Have you thought over l " .' "1 ham thought of it for more than a long year," says Sir James. "I think all my lite, unconsciously, I have loved you. "For so long?" she says. soltly: and then, "How faithful you have _lxeenl" "When change itself can glve no "For so long?" she says. softly; and then. "How faithful you have jeenl" "When change itself can glve no more, "Its easy to be true," quotes he, tenderly; and then she goes nearer to hiru,--tears in her eyes. "You are too good for me," she says. "Darling," says Scrape, and after that. somehow. It seems but a little thing that his arms should close round her, and that her head should lie content- ed upon Ins shoulder. She he r her an d As he comes nearer to her, he can see that she has been crying, and that even now two tears are lying heavily up- on her cheeks. ' A troubled expression crosses his face. She looks so chlldish. so helpless, with her hat. upon the ground Imide her, and her hands :ying iistlessly upon her lap, and no one near to comfort her or to kiss me melancholy from her large mournlul eyes. As she hears him coming, she starts to her feet, and, turning aside. hastily dues the tears upon her cheeks. lest he shall mark her agitation: . . . I "What Ls the matter with you?" asks he, wuh quick but. suppressed concern. "Nothing," returns sue, in a low tone. "You aant be crying for nothing," says Dorian; "and even your voice is [all of tears! Are you unhap- py..y.y.tn1t anything?" a ' I, "Yet 1 would answer you if I knew how," returns she, in e voice as sub- dued as his own. The evening is telling silently, yet swiftly, throwing “her dusky veil o'er nature’s lace." A certain chill comes from the hills and dampe the twilight air. “It is getting late," says Branscombe, gently. "Will You come home with met" "Yes, I wil go home," she says, with a. little troublegi submissive sigh, and, turning, goes with him down the nar- row pathway that leads to the avenue. Above them_ the branches struggle and wage a goblin war with each other. helped by. the-night wind, which even newts raising with sullen purpose in "What a. 'qdiG'fon to ask mel" says Mrs. Bvanseou1loe, reprotsetdully, with a fresh irrepreatstVe sob, that goes to his heart. He shifts his gun uneasily from one shoulder to the other, hardly know- ing what to say. is it his fault that she is so miserable' Must he blame himself because she has found it impos- sible to love him? . -"t beg. your pardon,') he says. i.n a low tone. "Ot course; I have no right to_esic {on tutqueationm" .. r “A a. vigorous effort to crush down all re- grettul memories, and is forcing himsell to try and think with gladnese of the time. now fast approaching. when he shall be once more parted ram her who walks beside him with bent head a.nd, quivering lips. His presence isa Ere! to her. All these gut weeks " proved this to him; er lips have been devoid of smiles; her eyes have lost. their light, her voice its old ggy ring. When he is gone, she my. per ups, re- cover some of the gayety that once)?- its Dorian strides on silently, and it been, and veg bopeless.He ia mttlriytr hers. "Crii'droia; 'iriifaVhTuiGiud he ever return? . And-r-, . u "T119113 Is no life on earth bat being Ln love!" - _ And ttten-theal A little hare cold hand creeps into the one of his that I. hanging loosely by his side, and. nest- lintt in it. presses it. with ner- vous warmth. Dorian's heart beats madly. He hard- ly slates belneve it true that she should, of her own accord. have given 1ysr.hHt,d, to hint; yet he holds it so closely m hits own that his clasp tslmoat. hurt: her. Ben. Johnson. "Love tramed with Mirth a. gay tan- tasue round; Loose were her treasoa seen. her zone unbound; And he. amidst, his frolic play, . As it he would the charming air They do not speak; meg do not turn. even to look " each ot er. .but so on CHAPTER XXXVIII. {Evy do, not turn their war, silent, uncertain. but lgng'er apart: By that one t Long!) they havg been united. . a bully“ vuc'v m'v WV“ __"'-. "You are going abroad again?" she Bap, in a tone so low that he can scarcely hear her. . 7 "l was going," he says, sn.d then they: "I was 26mg." he sgys, and then tneu' fingers meet agzun and press each otter gently. .. ... n L '--n... ...,,d mp---. a-..“ . . Coming it, the stile that leagls into the next path, he lays down his gun. and mounting the steps, holds out his haggl tp tseip.her. to gain the pp. m Triieii," Girriiiiiinii" (Riv? a- mi other side, he takes her m his agms to bring her to the ggqund beside buy- A , “m“: w. w mo Bun...“ WNW - But when his arms have closed round her he leaves them there, and 4raws.he.r to his heart, and lays his cheek against hym, With a little soft happy sob she Iitta her arms and lays tuinyoury,i his neck; and then, he Lens himself. there is nothing more on earth to he wished for. 7 -- _ _ ' "My wifel--my darlingl"he says. unsteadily. The minutes (pass; then she looks up at him with so t speaking eyes. There are no tears upon her cheeks. but.pe.r face is pale as moonlight, and on 1t m a. new deep meaning that Dorian has never seen there in all his life before,, -a gentle light, as kind as death,and assert. as holy love! . . . . As she so stands, gazing solemnly in- to his face, with all her heart in her eyes. Dorian stoops and lays hiss 11?: op hers. She colors a. lovely trem ling crimson, and then returns the caress. _ - 7'1 dd,Avith alf thy soul,") a tone not to be mistaken. Afterward, "Are you happy now?" -'rgorar" love me at last?" he says. Anal then she 'NBC-- . -- . A An Inc-Idem Inllu- Lire or n llallrond lin- alum-r. The author of "Tales of an Engineer" pays a tribute to the memory of a. man of his own craft who stuck to his en- gine, knowing that, his death alone could lessen the danger of those in his charge. The train had crossed abridge and was approaching a tunnel, which being on the shadow side of the hill, looked like a great hole in the night. Nearer the engine the engineer saw a number of dark objects scattered about. In another second he discerned what these were, and realized an awful danger. As he reversed the engine and applied the air-brakes he shouted to the fire- .m.an to jump. He might have jumped himself, for he saw the danger first', but no such thought mme,tu him. In another second the pilot was plowing :hmlxglgh a herd of cattle asleep on the me . It they had all been standing, he would have opened the throttle and sent them flying into the river, with less risk to his train, - But they were lying down; and as they rolled under the wheels their lift- ed the great engine from the mi 5 and threw her down the dump at the very edge of the giyer: .. - . _ " I . But so well had the faithful engineer performed his work that the train was stopped without wrecking a car. Many of the passengers were not awakened. The trainmen came forward and found the engineer. He was able to speak to them. He knew that he had but " few minutes to live, and left a loving message for his wife. Then. as it he had nothing more to say or do, he closed his eyes, folded his hands over his brave heart, and without a $u5mur, apparently without pain, 1e . BRIDES AND FLOWERS. “In the matter of perfume," said a florist, "I have learned the importance of what seems a. trival thing by cater- ing to the, tastes of brides. When a Woman is going to be married she is strung up to a high pitch of nervous excitement, and an extra whiff of per- fume will sometimes cause her to faint. '.Dop't put in any flower with an odor,' Ls frequently the instruction I get for a. bridal bouquet. This is the cause of the great demand for orchids, ex- pensive as they are, for bride's flowers. Even the subtle, hardly noticeable per- fume of the lilies of the valley, which are charming for a shower bouquet, is objected to by some. In Paris orchids, and orchids alone, are used for a bride's bouquet, but such a bouquet as they make over there, duplicated here, would cost over 8100. We generally manage to put, in a. little spray of orange blos- soms in every bride's bouquet, unless expremly desired not to do so, but the chief place in which orange blossoms are used now is in the newspaper ac. counts of weddings. The. reporters conclude that brides ought to wear orange flowers, if thely on't. Bride roses, white and scent ess. are popular for bridal flowers, but lilies of the val- ley, unobtrusive and delicate, slipping oat of their little green sheaths. wit a few orchids fgrouped with them to l give the whole orm and character. are ‘in exquisite taste." How did Bluffer so easily win Mia. Gpldbag's. heart“! . n . . -'iiri7'ni Fe??? roses on her thirtie- th birthday. THE REST WAS EASY. HE GAVE HIS LIFE (To be Continued.) tender THE GREY REVIEW unis: CI but you. ll millet CHAS. MAG! Ewart Propnoton CAPITAL. Authorized ",000,000 W. Ir. Coven. g,tt1,it,!?i'.,'2'ul1,u'22inl2oai'fh2 DURHAM AGENCY. 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