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Pres. ot Hard ol Trufte!" ,T. P. A ! np.FWS. Soefv ot Konrd. The I.arifet, Mont Thoronch. Prnctlol and Sni--eemful t -omnierclaH'olleife St Kniriixh Tralnlnir School In Hennylvanla. 813 student" Inut year." KleKant KuiMtntri. Hrt pIsm Kit!tmnts. !i7 Instructor. 19 Iarve Halls and Heritatlon Koorn?. occnpylnjr an area ol over 10,000 Sq ft. CViple" of the finest piece or I'enm.mshlp In the tate mailed i.-ce witn nanuoooK oi n-nooi umu appl Has plication to P.X'iN i. WILLIAMS, J.l..l,tiri nilUAS, A.M. Business Manager. Principal. The CREAT JUMBO EJCINE BOILER C(J?B!E5 f rirr ,f I7H upward rhjret r'lf In th e m n ri et nr d ri r Ing light tn.ichlne rv. i ut the thin for 'armern' nse. Ice t'reim Pealers" Prlninr Presses. Threh V MfMn'." " Ac, .Mnuuf.iettircr of all kinds ol Ma-chin-rv A J'lhMng. Send fur t'fttaloftue and Prie 1. 1st. H.P. KNKIN, M. A Ibwi! Ate.. Ai ' Murtr. Pa. May 2,Jss.-l: i l ,' a J i;nlain;.1 -:l ! .( TEX T . IS VstSKSS at tef,d( J tn for MODKRA T E FKf S .ir i!'u;ej,(:;.;!..:Iffl;.' I' S TtitelitOf ftcp, ar.d wv ''un dMin raiti' !ti i.fi, ilnip tnnt thp- r."fit.' f r,,iT) wAirrrxfjTOX. Send MODEL OH DliA WIXG. Wend vise as to (.!': tiiitv fr-i of clisf-i;. ; and wf mkv XII CHAR-IK UXLE&S PA TEXT MSKUl'KEh. TVft", I r-rp. to the 'lostrnaitr, 'the Sapt, .f Moii(t (r, f U'v.. tt'id to cfTiHa's of th TT. H. Patant OiTIop. Vnt rfrrti lit, nd Tk'i terms nd refrnnrcn tn nrtiiivl t'.lipnts in your own Btato or County, xriTcl to " ' Oir. JPerten m- HimklngttiKtP' ' Clitff WMtlt All KICK fkli i. i n urn. w-)i vy aruATH'Mfl IS" XT i ' tintfl i awH, a . ua hi A MAID FORLORN. by Tnp rrcnFs. "May I ask whpre v.n live, mis?"d mauils Mrs. Hichards. qtu-t:v. "At Hrarkmer. It rmit'tg lor.ir fay from this. Von kn.-w itV -HranksmtTf: The Uhitlovs' oM plnr.kari,j j oaklands. Mv rertie, but rou Lave hml a w.tlk: c x. lainis the h"us-kffrr, liftiiirr her liandsia dis riiay. "Uiiv. it is four mi:s tr rn here Ly th mninion. and ipht by the road: And w hat an evening Inr sticli a jour npy. s;.,low (1.irK iht jx haa frrotm" lrawine a--.V r-irtam to PA'r n,'t- "1 ft-ar no h'iniaa liriijrould tmd Lis way to Uianksnu re this hour, in ?nch weather, iinl.s j,e knew the road well, and even then it would be dancrerous to make the attempt. Hear how the storm raiTes. and the wind howls; and the now comes thick and Tft.it: It is a wild time, I'm thinking we hall have hi fore the morning. But rest easy, uiis-; !f, as )0U SHyi you told Your mamma yon were goiiu? to the vil Iftce, slie will IvHieve von are safe there with Mrs. Stilton of the inn." "I hopo so." Rays Cissy, with a sieh. At this moment there is a knock at the door, and somebody, without wait 'S fr permission, opens it and walks boldly in. The new-comer is a young man of about twentv-nine. tall, and finely formed, with a well-shaped head. So much can be discerned in the shad ow; aixl then he conies quickly up to the talile, riht within the rav of the lamp, so that Cissy can see him distinctly- lie Is evidently "the master," the hero or the hour, the one ineredient indis pensable if she would throw a touch of romance into the adventure; and there fore it is sadly dispiriting that at first sight Cissy must acknowledge him dis appointing. In spite of his line figure and commanding height, he is like any thing in e world but a Greek god. fn fact he is decidedly plain. His mouth is large, hrs nose is long, his eyes his only redeeming fenture ;ire a dark gray, kindly and honest. His hair does not admit of description, being crop ped so closely to his head, in the pre vailing fashion f the present dav.as to be almost invisible. His forehead is Somewhat too square, vet there is a gentleness, a brightness," and withal an amount ot strength about his face that redeems its w ant of beaut v. "May I come in. Mrs. H chords?" savs the yonv.r man, with a sinile that ligh'ts his who!" face perhaps lie is smiling a! the stl.--i:rdit o! his question, de li'. - red l ruin the uiitiiilc of the l oon. .Mrs. U t iiui is courtesies and bids Li:n welcome. Thru he conies a little nearer, even to the hearth-rug, and ad dresses himself to his unexpected guest. ""l'elcrs h;is ju:-t. told ine of your un lucky waik." i.e says, politely. "I am so sorry about it. hut glad more than I can say thai you lonml your way here." He is paring with suppressed, but evident curiosity at the pretty girl, who appears half lost in the embrace of the big arm-chair, and who has raised her pe'f and is gazing back at him shyly, with heightened color, but clear earn est eves. "I 1 iope you are quite comfortable," he goes on, w ith increased cordiality, now he lias seen her. "1 know Mrs. ll'i hards hns d uio all she can for v,ou; bul" hospitably "dinner is ready, and you must be hungry, you know, "and I thought I would come in myself and ask you to dine with me. There is no bodv but mvself." This wind-up to his speech is so naive j that Miss Rivers hns much ado to sup- ! press the smile that lurks in thecorners I of her mouth, threatening every mo- merit to betray her. This is an advent- lire with a vengeance! She begins to : feel like a heroine in a novel, all but in one point. He is right; she is hungry, 1 disgracefully, most unromanticaliy ' hungry, and thinks with a pleasure not ' to be subdued of the dinner beyond. j An hour ago when fir-st she arrived. , Bhe had felt too exhausted to partake of i anything Mrs. Richards had laid before t her; but, now that recovery had set in j and warmth and rest have done their j work, she can not help remembering. I she has eaten nothing since two o'clock, j and that it is now almost seven. Yet will it not be rather a strange tiling to i dine tete-a-te'e with her unknown host? I And vet again, will it not seem prudish to refuse, as evidently he sees nothing t in it? In her perplexity she glances ap- j pealingly at the only other woman in ' the room. j Mrs. Richards is equal to the ooca- i aion. j "I think. Miss Rivers, some dinner j will do yon good." she says, respectful ly. "You have eaten nothing since you came. And, if you will permit me, I shall have a cup of tea for you here di rectly dinner is at an end." .Now this last is a master-stroke on the part of Mrs. Richards! It gives Cissy a feeling of protection, a sort of conviction that she belongs to Mrs. Richards, and that though parted from her for a little while she will ultimately be expected to return and deliver herself uptober rightful owner. She smiles at Mr. -Craven Cissy's smile is a "thing of beautyand joy for ever"and, rising, accepts the arm he offers her, and walks awav with h.mde murely to the dining-room. With the utmost gravity, yet with 'a good deal of pleasant converse, they both get through a capital dinner; and, by the time it is ended they discover they, both know almost everything it is irocessary to know about each other. Cissy has had a little claret. has eaten all tiie walnuts Mr. Craven has broken for her. and an unlimited supply of canied fruit, when an ormolu clock somewhere behind her tinkles softly. She staits a little, and turning, sees it on the chimney-piece, and that it is half-past eieht. " .- ; - - "So late'." she murmurs. Who could have believed it?" She glances at her host, her face full of genuine surprise, and he feels in tensely t'.att red. ,v . "I arn so glad von haven t felt tored," ho savs. politely", carefully suppressing the warmth he could willingly have thrown into his tone. "Jlored: So. indeed!" But here memory whispers in herear. Her ex preion changes, and she glances in volution ilv toward oneof the windows. "I could quite nav I have enjoyed my self " sue srvs, with a rather pensive ni!e -if I were positive mamma is not at tins moment enduring agonies of fright on my account." she r'ses from her chair; so does Mr. Criven from his: and, as though divin-!,',-, her thought, he goes to 1 he window, opens the shut ers. and. throwing up the sash, thev b,uh gaze upon the thick, d ii uicss without. It is still snowing. Upon the sill the flakes have grown and mourned, until they have reached the tirsL pane the sash. tt i!U a .Sll:tri no 1'iiii.T mi v u uid they return to the grate- "You mav be sure sdie believes you sale in th,-. "vilkige, under Mrs. Stilton's c'iro" lie miv?, soothingly, anxious to restore her 'to pe.;ce of inuid. s'ic i.iav. it she has not sent a mes- penrer to the village to inquire, is the uo.iMft.lnnfiV.e.i. run, wouldu t do that, you Who would i -is- h ;i eere . .t- ,...t nvmcPii sue tiasn t uoiie thot,'Mt?a.f ls,eai nestiy, tliouyh It would have' puzzled him to give a T.a;r.n for Ins assert -on. "You think she ha n-.t: Cet Btill doubtfully, tlioiih longing to eei as convinced on Use stibject a he ap parently is. Some hope revives wit'i ln her ns l;e remeinlers that the serv ants in her house are as ignorant of their way to the village as the servants in this. "1 know it," ret urns Mr. Craven, with considerable force; "she would. M course, wait until the morning. Why, it would be inhuman, actually unsafe, I think, to nend any one abroad on audi a nitit as this." "And mamma ia not inhuman!" mur murs Cecil, with a slight smile, tttaring thoughtfully into the glowing coals be neath her. Over the chimney-piece is a large picture, tinely painted. It represents an elderly lady, with a charming face, with brown hair arranged in littlecnrls on either cheek, a handsome bust, gen erously displayed, a waist well tinder her arms, and a small foot protruding from beneath the satin gown that part ly covers her. It is the foot that at tracts Cecil s attention. It is very small, and clad in black velvet. She laughs. "I hope you are not making merry over my elderly relative," says Mr.Crav en, severely. "Far be it from me;, she is much too uncomfortably dignified to excite mirth in anv one. f was only thinking of that old adage; 'It is ill waiting for dead men's shoes,' and wondering whether it is as 'ill' to wait for a dead woman's, because I am Bure I am at this moment wearing your " She hesitates. "Great-grandmother?" he prompts. "Great-grandmother's slippers con cludes Cissy, laughing again, and look ing down at her velvet shoe, the very fac-simile of that worn by the dead and gone grandam. "What miraculously small feet my great-grandmother must have had. says Mr. Craven solemnly, regarding her foot with interest. "Oh, no! These shoes are quite loose on me," she replies, innocently. "I can see that," he remarks, unwise ly, and regrets his speech a second later, when to his chagrin the pretty foot is hastily withdrawn. A silence follows, and then Miss Riv ers, as though the thought has just oc curred to her, says gently "I must now bid you good-night, and go to Mrs. Richards; she has promised me tea at nine." "But it is not nearly that vet. Tt wants quite a quarter to it," protests her host in a somewhat injured tone. "Pray do not hurry yourself. Do you know" warningly "that from the mo ment you join Mrs. Richards until you elect to go to bed. she will spend the ) time telling you oia tales about the ! family. I know it, because I have been ; through it. And it is no joke. Every I story is thirty minutes good, nut a sec , ondless." "How nice! I adore old stories, Miss Rivers, sweetly. says "You won't adore hers: there's not a bit of go in them, not a murder, or a ghost, or a suicide, or anything amus ing from start to finish. We are a wretched lot, you know, when all is told" alluding apologetically to his an- ! cestors. "Don t let yourself in for it, j if you love yourself." I "You greatly relieve my mind," savs . Cissy. "I couldn't sleep in a house ! where a ghost walked." ' "Couldn't you? I should find even I At . , mat poor excitement welcome, so dreary is my present existence. You can't think" dejectedly "how slow I find it here, with no society. Yo in coming to-night has been such a relief. Up to this 1 have had to endure the Major: and, though I'm generally con sidered rather good-natured than oth erwise, he is much too much for any fellow. He was agent, you see, in my uncle's time who never attended to anything and now, before retiring from olliee thank goodness, he is re tiring he insisted on coming down here with me to tee after things, and behave uncivilly, and harass the very lives out of my unfortunate tenants." "Why do you let him?" reproachfully. "I am afraid to interfere; and besides, it doesn't matter much, because he can't stay long; and I'll make it up to them afterward. The gout overtook him yesterday. I'm devoutly thankful that it came down upon him heavily. as I have been spared his inane twaddle for a few hours at least." "Foor man!" say9 Cissy, vaguely, leaving it doubtful whether" she intends her sympathy for tho Major or his wearied friend. "I have often wished I hadn't come here at all." continues Mr. Craven; "my F'lace in Kent, is n much prettier and ar more comfortable; but I was obliged to do so. He talked me into it. But now" warmly "I feel I owe even the Major a debt of gratitude, as my com ing has enabled me to beof some slight use to you." "Even that miserable solace is denied you," returns Miss Cissy, with a calm smile, "if you relied that, even if you had remained in Kent, Mrs. Richards would still have taken me in. and been verv good to me." "True," rejoins her crest-fallen host; "I have not been of much service to you, after all have I?" Cissy is conscience-stricken. "Yes. indeed yon have!" she says im pulsively, "It "wasn't civil of me to , say that, was it. when vou have been more than kind to m'e?" Then, as though ashamed of her amiability, she goes on hurriedly, -with a rather brill lant color "Good-night, Mr. Craven; I must go, or Mrs. Richards will think I have vanished in as mysterious a man ner as I came." "You consign me to solitude?" half jestingly, half in reproach. "A cigar will no doubt console you effectually." "And Mrs. Richards's company will be a relief to you. I shouldn't, of course, dream of doing combat, with a woman of Mrs. Richards's attractions. May I show you the way to her room? As yet the house is strange to you. She has tea at nine, I believe you said" with a calm glance, but a faint acces sion of color that betrays itself even be neath the bronze that Egypt has lent to his face. "l)o you do you think, ff I asked her, she would give me some? If there is anything on earth I covet, it is a cup of tea at nine." " ou know Mrs. Richards four days longer than I do," answers Miss Cissy, coolly; "vou can ask her." So he does ask her after a short pre amble about nothing in particular. Mrs. Richards makes her Sunday courte sy, and assures him she will 'reel it a great honor to entertain hirn; where upon he thanks her gracefully, and, tell ing Miss Rivers he has some letters to answer, but will le back again in no time, be leaves her for the present. And indeed his promise holds good; be cause the time that elapses before he acain makes his appearance is scarcely worthy of record. CHAPTER III. Cecil falls into a sound sleep that nlo-ht almost as soon as her head touches the pillow. A 11 through thpsilent.darksome hours she lies, scarce st irring, until moniing forces itself rudely through her cham ber windows, morning po called; but it is dull, and dark as twilight. Springing from her bed. decilruns bareiooied to the window-, and pujihino oack the curtains gazes eagerly on the outer world. Xothing but the .same uniform white meets her eves. Through the whole mght the snaw has fallen un ceasinglyeven now is falling, thickly steadily, as when she last watched "It ye.-tei night. The dnve below is on a level with the grassy banks on either side; the fir trees are landing to the very earth, so weighty Is their dazzling burden. Up- on the window-sill a little brown bird lies dead, pathetic in its stiff and mournful quiet. , Cissy, putting out her hand, raiseg it, and tries to warm it into life again within her hands and bosom, but to no avail, and sadly she lays it where she found it. and heaps a tiny mound of enow upon it. And then, shivering, she closes the window and rings her bell for one of the maids. She dresses rapidly,thoiigh with a mind pro-occupied. The prospect of having to spend another day at Oak lands, with no chance of letting her mother know of her safety, fills her with anguish. Depressed, but pretty; . perplexed, but indescribably charming, in her soft, navy-blue serge gown, with some old lace rufiles. borrowed from Mrs. Richards, or rather from her host's nucestors. at her throat and wrists, she goes dejectedly down-stairs in the direction of the housekeeper's room. Being obliged to pass the library on her way . thither, she encounters Mr. Craven emerging from it, some letters in his hands, lie bids her good-morning in his most genial tone, hopes she has slept well, and that she. has not suf fered from yesterday's imprudence. Miss Rivers thanks him sweetly, and tells him she has slept well, and that, so far as she can judge at present, she has not succumbed to cold. Then the lachrymose expression returns to her face, and she says mournfully "Did you ever see such a day! Worse than yesterday. What shall I do about mamma?" "I have arranged all that," answered her host, pleasantly. "The post-boy wretched youth plowed his way up here as usual, this morning, in spite of wind and weather, and he undertook to show one of my men the way to Branks mere. So I wrote your mother a polite and reassuring note, to say you were all right with Mrs. Richards, but that I feared you could not return to-day, as no horse could travel." "Oh, how good of you!" says Cecil, gladly. "How can I thank vou enough! You nave taken quite a foad off my mind, and made my heart as light as a feather. But I wish you had told me before you sent your messenger, as I too should have liked to write mamma a little note." "It was so early" gently "and I hoped you were sleeping. And I would not for worlds have had you disturbed after all the fatigue you experienced yesterday." Miss Rivers is touched by his kind ness and thoughtf illness. "How well you can think for other people!" she says, a little vaguely, but gratefully, giving him the cool, slim hand she had willfully withheld when wishing him good-morning. Only for a moment, though. Hastily withdraw ing it, almost before his willing rinpers have closed over it, she savs. gayly, "How is your friend, the Major?" "Better much better," he returns, in a tone that would lead one to imagine he had said, "Worse much worse." "He even spoke of being able to get down this evening in time for dinner. But" with mock solemnity "the day is long, and gout is not trustworthy." "Then I shall dine with Mrs. Rich ards." savs Cecil, reflectively, and as though, little hypocrite, that she is the idea is rather pleasurable to her than otherwise. "And that reminds me" quickly "I shall also breakfast with her. Good-bye" nodding to him brightly, and moving on a step or two, until he stays her by an imploring gest ure. "You won't breakfast with me, then? How rash of you! Peters, I am posi tive, can provide tw ice as good a break fast as Mrs. Richards. Don't sacrifice yourself on the altar of duty." "I sha n't. I, for my part, believe firmly in Richards. She looks like a good breakfast. By and bye, when we meet again, if indeed" with a quick glance from under her long lashes which is full of coquetry in spite of all her stern resolves "we" ever do meet again 1 expect you will be consumed with envy when I tell you of all the nice things I nave to eat-." "Well, rush upon vou r fate if vou will." he replies. "But at least let" us make a bargain. If Peters outdoes Richards, will you promise to throw yourself on his tender mercies to-morrow? The old gentleman" waving his hand upward to where the Major's room may be "never enchants me with his society before noon." "A bargain it shall be," rejoins Miss Rivers promptly. "But, if vou lose, you sha'n't get any breakfast at all. That is my amendment." "I'll risk even that for the chance of the alternative." he saj-s gallantly. "I think. Miss Rivers, you expressed a wish to see the picture-gallerydidn't you?" "I should like it so much," answers Cissy. "It is now" drawing out her watch "a quarter to ten; at twelve I shall le ready to pav my respects to the old people. Will that hour suit you? Yes. Very well then" with a backward glance, and a smile charming because swift, "Be sure you are not late!" He is not. Indeed, it still wants ful ly five minutes to the appointed hour when he presents himself at thedoor of Mrs. Richards's parlor, to find his guest awaitmtf him. The picture-gallery proves a complete success. M;s- iiveis, her mind at rest about her mother's anxiety on her be half, is in her gayest mood, and declares herself, and is in very truth, enchanted with the endless rows of simpering dames and dauntless knights that line the walls. She insists upon hearing every dark Wend connected w ith the grim win l ions, every romantic and eerie tale about their wives. "This gaunt spinster," savs Mr. Crav en, indicatinga withered damsel of sour aspect, "was a lady of advanced notions. In our days .she would have gone-in heavily for woman's rights. Perhaps" besitat ng "you agree with " Here he stops, abashed by her re proachful look. "How could yon so misjudge me?" she says. "Do I look like one of those awful people?" She stands a little back from him. as though iniploringhim to assure himself now and forever that she is not of the abhorred race. She certainly does not look like it not in the least like any thing awful or abhorred; and he tells her so mildly, as far as words go; but with considerable warmth if she can read his eyes aright. : It is a pleasant morning, in spite of the wind and the never-ceasing snow; ami when luncheon is at an end Mr. Craven proposes a game at billiards, to which IVoil. who playsas badly as most women, willinely assents. In the mid dle of the third isme she grows absent, and forgets to play; and her host, look ing at her, sees a smile creep over her face. . "What is amusing you now?" he asks, smiling, too. out of pure sympathy. Miss Rivers Htarts, and looks a little aflhamed of herself. . - "I have a horrid trick of laughing when amused." she says, demurely; . "and it Mine to me just now that the whole thing is so absurdly funny. Don't you agree with me?" "I ain positive I should.ie replies, "if I had even the faintest idea to what von arfi allnditicr " "Whv. uiv nw tiiin house to "Certainly not that," he says, with rather more earnestness than the occa sion demands. "Well, at least, an uninvited one," she corrects impatiently, the smile fading. "I am afraid you are growing tired to death," says the young man. with some pain in his voice, laying down his cue and coming to her side. "Of course you are; it is only natural. It is so slow for you here, being locked up in a place against your will, with nothing to amuse you. That is the worst of being a bachelor. If now," he continues, de jectedly, "I had a wife, you might be so much happier, and could talk about dress, you know, and that." "Yes; and bonnets, and servants. How well you understand womenl" says Miss Rivers, curtly, turning away. "Perhaps if you had a wife! should hate her." "Then I'm downright glad I haven't, as that would make your enforced stay even more unpleasant to you than it is he returns, a little bitterly. "Did I say I was bored, or found things slow, or that I found anything here unpleasant?" she demands, slowly. "I don't remember making such re marks." . "Well, you looked it, you know," he replies, still somewhat aggrieved. What, all that? Bored andslow and unpleasant!" softly. "How rude you are." "You misunderstand," he begins, warmly. "Nobody ever made me such an un complimentary speech before. I think you needn't call me bad names," she in terrupts, meekly, turning a red ball round and round between her pretty white hands. "You know I didn't mean that," he exclaims, eagerly, and is probably going to say a good deal more, when she raises her eyes, and he. seeing the mischief lying in them, foregoes turther explana tion and joins in her merry laugh. "Shall we finish this long-suffering game," she asks, lightly, "and put oil our discussion till another day? Go on; it is your turn." So he goes again to the table and, by the most flagrant bad play and an evi dent determination not to hit anything whatever, compels her to win tlie game. T?riait we play another? 1 ou should ive me my revenge," he says, seeing er lay down her cue. and fearing leeta inougni oi Airs, mcnarus may oe again possessing her. ".No, you play too badly," she an swers, calmly. Now he Is the best billiard-player at his club, and is. moreover, rather proud of the fact, yet he bears this aspersion on his skill with the most exemplary patience, making not the smallest pro test. "Time may improve me." he says, with an impassive countenance. "Give me one more chance." "What a hypocrite vou are!" returns Miss Cecil, with startling promptitude. "Don't you think I read your determi nation to give me that game? And I thought it so silly! No, I shall not play again with you until jpractice has made me more perfect. W ill you come and show me the china in the small drawing-room? Richards says it is lovely, and that it is locked up in the ebony cabinets." "I am not very well up in china, but they say my uncle's collection is rather fine"," he. replies, delicrhted at the pros pect of having her with him for at least another hour. And together they go to the drawing room and ransack trie cabinets. Some tiny tea-cups of the reign of Queen Anne raise in Cissy's bosom feelings of the most intense admiration. "What a darling!" she savs. taking out a cup and laying it on Iier palni. "Such a little pet, and srpretty." They are both kneeling before the cabinet, and are, therefore, close to gether. In his heart Mr. Craven thinks every word of praise she hastittered to the cup might be applied to herself. "Keep it, he says, genially, alluding to the cup. "Take anything you like. There's any number of them. And it's a pity to leave them there, you know, when I don't care alout them." "Oh, no, thank you!" coloring hotly, and putting back the tea-cup hastily. "I would not spoil the set for anything." "Then take the whole set, if you fancy them," he entreats. "I really wish ydu would. Nobody here ever looks at them." "Not now. But" mischievously "that wife you spoke of so confidently a little while ago, she will like to look at them by and bv." "Will she?" "thoughtfully. He stares intently for a moment or two at Miss Rivers as she kneels beside him per haps the attitude suggests visions of a possible altar; and then he says, rather irrelevantly, "You are very fond of china, are you not?" "Well, yes, rather," she replies; and then,conquering an inclination to laugh, she rises to her feet and goes over to the fire-place. "I think you said this morning your friend was much better," she says, presently, more from a desire to make conversation than from any overpowering interest in the Major. "Is he still growing toward perfection?" "Yes" in a mournful tone "he is decidedly better. There is no hope. He is coming down to dinner. Noth ing would prevent him, though I sent several messages, beautifully worded, to say I thought it foolish to make too free just at first, and that-draughts were dangerous." ' "Messages never succeed. Why did you not go in person?" "He wouldn t let me in wouldn't see me at any price. I inatle one or two noble eflorts to carry his chamber by assault when first he was laid up thinking it inhuman not to show some interest in him but was repulsed with great slaughter. 'No admittance to strangers should be posted on hisdoor, as no one dares enter it but his ow n man." "How mysterious! But why?" "That is just what I am not in a posi tion to tell you, never having been there. I suspect" solemnly "that he gets himself up goes in heavily for paint and powder, wigs and teeth, and so on; and. when in bed. without all these attractive appliances, is a com plete wreck "sans teth. sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything!' " v "What a glowing picture:" saysCissy; and then agan, "'W hat an unpleasant old person!" "O i. he's all that." assents Mr. Crav en, agreeably, "and a good deal morel When a teliow is pretty w;.ll on in years, and certain portions oi him have droj pe I away, such as hair and teeth, why can't he confess it? The Major would die first. He abhors wrinkles, and thinks pray hair rime. When he shows up in ah his war paint, he is periecUy ghastly." "lou iiiHke.nie long to know him. Your description reminds me of a friend of my own." savs CNsy, with an amused laugh. '"May" I ask this hero's name?" "Yon shall have all the information in my power. - He served in the th Iancers some few centuries aco. He lives at a place called Lynn Hall, in Kent oh, that lie was there now! and he rejoices in the name of Jervis." "V, hat!" cries Cissy, faintly. "Lvnn Hall! .Jervis!" Her breath co-rrres quickly, and she pauses as though the news just imparted has been too much for her. Then she goes on hastily "You say he is coming down to dinner; he mav come here, to this verv room. . I V A U V l.' i i .'' Here you are, doing all you know amuse me an undesired truest." Mr. Craven, forgive me; but 1 must run." "But w hv?" demands her puzzled host, detaining her. "He is my uncle's dearest friend. And my uncle is to leave us all his money; and he is as nArticalar as vou please, and so old-fashioned; and if" he heard through this dreadful old man of my being here for two davs. snowed up alone with without m.t'mina, or any one, he would disinherit me," w inds up Miss Rivers, breathless and incoherent. "But does Jervis know you personal' lyjmean?" Yes, intimately, and he owes me many a grudge, because Ronnie and I can't bear him, and have often been very rude to him," acknowledges Cissy, in a distressed tone. "He used to wor ry so. There is no end to the mischief he would make out of this if he knew of my being here. I do hope he has not heard my name mentioned by the. servants." "He Fha'n't hear anything," says her host, reassuringly; "but" At this moment a heavy step in the hall outside, drawing every Instant nearer and nearer, fibs the hearts of the two within with dismay. "He is coming," he whispers. . - "Oh, what is to become of me?" she murmurs, looking wildly around in search of a sanctuary trying to discov er some faint chance of escape. No such chance presents itself. Already the owner of the heavy step has touch ed the handle of the door; but not be fore a bright idea has dawned in Mr. Craven's mind. "There is an anteroom, a large closet come with me, quickly," lie says, grasping her hand, and leading her across the fire-lit room to where "some crimson curtains hang,appareutly with out aim or purpose. Pushing them aside he discioses a door. Opening it hurriedly, he entreats her to enter the tiny room teyond. She obeys h;m instinctively, but whis pers nervously as she sees him going "Do not leave me here long. It is dreadfully dark, and I do so hate being without light." He can only look a reply, which she does not see, and has barely time to close her in, and get back to the fire, before the Major comes slowly up to him. "Horrid cold house!" savs the new ar rival, iu a grating tone. '"'Ugh, ueh:" coughing "reminds one of a vault!" "1 am afraid you have come to the very coldest room in it. the library is much more comfortable; vou ilon't take half care of yourself," says the young man with great concern, wondering wildly how lie shall get him out of the room aaiii. Night has fallen, and only the glow of the brilliant tire throws light upon the somber apartment. All the corners lie in shadow, only the hearth-rug and part ol the carpet stand revealed. "I've been there." returns the Major, irritaiiiy. "It nearly froze ine. Barely got off alive. And there isn't a chair in it tit to sit on." "The dining-room." begins Craven, weakly , at his w its' end. but the Major stops him. "And dinner preparing" in disgust. "If there's one tmng 1 h;:te, it is being in a place w here servants are fussing and rattling plates and Silver. One has eaten one's numcr in anticipation long berore one gels it. No, thank you. I shall stay here until the gong sounds; it's a degree less depressing than the other looms." Driven to this pass Mr. Craven falls to thinking, and happ.lv remembers how Richards, when showing him the house, had told him of a second door leading from the closet where Cissy is immured into the dining-room. If only the key of this door can be produced! Making some frivolous excuse, he forsakes the Major, and, ru.shiiig head long through the hall, bursts like a whirlwiu t i-iMi Mrs. Richards's parlor, and asks li-r, wait incoherent anxiety, if the key he n. ',,.-, fur is still -in exist ence. Slip thinks so with maddening hesi tation but is afraid she can not lay her hand on it at this particular moment, that is. unites Here she pauses, and meditates for pome time, unconscious, dear sonl. of the torments her master is endurint. When she has thought it out carefully, and when the young man is p.lruost on the verge of lima! y. she recollects sail about it. tini.- with a smiling counte nance, delivers l he kev to Jiitn. . Seizins it joyfully, lie speeds toward the second door, cnes, "Open sesame:" and enters eagerly only to find the anteroom -empty and the bird flown! Horrible visions of discovery, and consequences of the most unpleasant nature., crowd upon his brain a.s he goes back to . the small drawing-room, ex pecting to find the Major irate and in diunant. and Miss R'vers in the midst cf angry argument. But no. The Major is in his chair, serene, sleepy. There is no sound of dicord. not the faintest sign of Miss Rivcrs's presence any wlierel Tb fx! Contiruud. A OIirZKOUf AB.IITOCKAT. A. Ismdj r FasktlosB Ncrt T rroaeTl Help a Lltll Hatch Otrl. "MA-a-tchls mtsMa, ma-a-tchls Three for flr tnA-A-torrfr cried a thlo child's vote on - Cbett nut ifcreet, Jnrt betow Brosxl, on Saturday afntrnoo. The voice balocped to a girl less than a yard bitch, who hart bis plead Ing bln eyes and a pert month. Tha blue-yerl child perststen' y offered har ware to a man who wu walk lug with a very etjlMily dressed young lady. Oo a-wayr" ' mM a man in a prnff tons. Ah, the) poor httle thing," cried th yrrutig woman. "Why don't you buy some cf hr matches, FreJr Til do it myself. Here little frirl,' opening a sealskin reticule and fishing out some coins with hor daintily gloved harid she's very neatly clad and looks as though she had a good mother. 1 jurt believe I'll make her a preaent," and, suiting tha action to the word, she opened her fur coat and un fastened a knot of bright cherry rlbtwin that caught up a loop in her black silk dress. Then she quickly pinned the knot on the child's gray hoot', and patting the pink check, turned away. What In the world made you do that," demanded the maa, evidently maoh an noyed. "Oh, why, It will pleaae the poor mother so to think that some one has noticed her rweet-faced child," was the young lady's reply, and the two went down the street. A tu.ll, red-tneed Irishman had been standing on the enrb watching the per formance with keen interest "That young lady is better nor the Qnane ot Kngland," hp remarked, looking after the couple. '-Be the powers, Ol could go down on me knase and worship a beauti ful erayther loike that, as isn't ashamed to do a kolnd act to the poor with her own swata haruls." Philadelphia Press. A Cartons Annonneement. The following Is a copy of a bin posted on the walls of a village near Dundee: "A lecture on total abstinence will be delivered In the open air and a collection will be made at the door to de'ray ex pense a" Cheated Oat Of tola Ones. Gentleman If tb world owes every man a living, as you say, why don't, you oollect yours Tramp I can't do It. The world has too many preferred tred!or. CHARLEY'S CASK. J wae a rhratoiaa la sva o?eer count B3 nywn. br. ant I mention tb faoa. truni say feeling of randy, hnt boi a uetMsarr to the unfoldtna of rev t Wad occnlrod some repute for disrenWriaT the nre'uH eausoa. of maladtea that ft Wp to whoss remeilT, tn all raees. Is to dlnonTtr their root, the neat to strike at Jt. One pfternooa a strung lady name to toy office, bearlrg tn her arms a was. Btrtciilj-lootlng child. Though second bAhUd by a swTrsrd, she aeerced loth to trust the llttie sufferer to ar.y but her own another j care. I hae come, doctor," he sard, "t consult yon aboht my little boy. TtT some months be had been declining Krd tjally, ad ' Ti Silvering lip and checked utterance evinced the depth of the solicitude with btca tny decision wa awaited. t took the little Invalid by the hand. He abraok back at first, but, arter a little coaxir.g, suffered me to take Mm on my knee, and soon we were prstUir.g together, be best of friends. While aeking him his name, which be said wr-s "Tarley," and Ms age. which ha toid me was "free years," I felt Mie littla fellow's prdse and made such other ob?er vations as a proper understanding of rfce Ase required. Looking up, I found the mother's gas fixed anxiously on my face. MWbt do yon think, doctor" she ln tyotred, tremulously : "ran vou jrive me Aoy h6pe" detect no symptoms of organic dis ease. rt 1 replied; -tcothirg bt;t genera, feetueness of the system, which. I trust, wiil vleld readily to careful hurst ng ana aurpie tonics." "Then you think mv child may be aavM" she cried, eagerly. J Jiave certAuily every hope, madam.' "Biess you. doctor'" she exclaimedthe tear welling up bej-ord control. "Tea fjee Charley's uncle, the brother of sbt toor husband", who dUd six months ag opposed tny corning here. We have al ready trfod the frat physicians of the ettyi, and thought It uselesa to go elsewhere. im so glad 1 took advantage of his eT aenoe anS came of niy own accord. I lefc word for him to Join us here on his return, AUd I'm sure when he finds Charley bettst lots will approve my oonrse. Be takes a tfreat lntereot In Charley." I prepared a Tlal of medlpjne, which t fave to Chfirley's mother, who departed with a much mere cheerful look thaw tfi&a witn which ske had entered. ity expectations were not derived,. Ia fe days little Charley was so murji rtrorigrr that I began to "thick hftn on cf, danger, aad his mother's faea looked Fd hkp&F that I should scaroely bayOeeog plxed It as the same that bnl greeted tab at otr first p-ieetliig. At the end of a week I wn waited on by a stranger, who Introduced hlin?elf ts Jlr. I-andcr, Hrtle Charley's uncle. His tssnner anrl speech were those of a gentle man, rmt there was something sinister! la fcla expression not calculated to win at flret slgbt. "J ftm glad to find my nephew's health to rhuch TmproTed." he a!d, "and beg you lb aeeep raj- thanks. I trust the change tnar be permanent." I feel every assurance It will tie." I an-tw-rd. 'Wr gret fear Is that the disease U hereditary, " replied Mr. Lander. JugntrV Oasly. "The symptoms attendlEg y boor brother's lart Illness were precisely the earne," 1 aTSt Mr. Lander down for a croaker, ad ruling up the vial of medicine fci wbloh be had come, I got rid of my dole ful vl?.toT as speedily as possible. Voxt morning I received a megaape that 1'tUe Charley Was worse, and a request fwm his mother to call without delay. I Went at once to see the hotel at which the ladj- was stopping, and, to my snj prise, totrnd the child In a state of eveo frreater prostration thau that In which I aad first seen him. "Vhen did this change hcg!i." I naked. "florm After he bee-an taking the last naedtotne,'' said Charley'e mother. "Your child Inherits a hanfloome fortune I believe. Tke lady looked rorprlpen. as tbonsTb wondering what that had to do with the Question la hand. "May I ask to -whom tt wonld co In the syren t of hts death" I confln-ned. 'o bis tirrrle, Mr. Lander," v the ro ty. "It was provided in the wiU by Vhtek the property came to my hnfband that in CAe be died chUd!ei. or rone of hi stilMrrs lived to eome of the es tate should go to his brother." "Wrdon my euriosity, ruaflara." I aid, 4rnt every doctor ta a bit of a seV, you know." B the way," I added, carelesislaft ls there any of that last vial erf medlctrt left" The vial waa placed ia my hand. About third ot the contents remained. "I will leave this 1c It plane," I said, banding Charley's another aaother st& tMattxag the Brut ta my pocket; an A. wUA a fW Words of enoou sage men t, 1 took Oaf iwts. I met Mr. Lauder at the dor of ray effloe, and aaked Mm In. Invitlns; aim to b seated, and esreneing myself tqr a feraeut, I paased into a rear room, whlok tsad a a sort of laborst -ry. lew did vou lemve little Charley, dootol"' inquired Air. Lander, on my re appearance. "As well a 1 could expect to find one who had been taking poison!'' I answered. 'Polsnnr bea-Heped, a deathly pallor evarfpreadit. Lis faoe. "Here is the residue of the physic which I sent by yon yesterday." I continued, ptoducing the vial. "I have subjected tt to aoherakal test, and find in tt a strong ilrjCtore of a eert.dn vegetable po1"oa Irtricb, U administered in email but re peated doses, will, in time, prodnc rtoatzi, leave no trace of the means Xftoyed." eWbat do yon mear. " cried Landeri BgJhg to his feet and quaking With 4 mean," said I "that when I gaTe yon this vial yesterday there was no poison la tt. There Is now. and you are the aaty r ton the child's death would betreit am eOttvtreed of your guilt of attempt jprirderl whether you have not CTr IbJtted aetua! murder, also, I leave to your own conc!enee.j tor. by your own srtata nTBj, you brother died in a manner IndV aatlng the uee of the same foul means, ati Ciara wa the same motive for employing iatn." "Do ypn Intend to denounce me to tha Tesw fc asked. Q0& I dem to be my duty," I em. 3orne polecms are slow and some are ewdek:" he exclaimed, and hastily takfrx Irons his vert pocket a rial of pruRe aL$ fee srart tt to his Hps and drained tb ao. vota, faCtog dead ataiest lnrLaattir. tay Utcle parteat, It is caedleta aaAV Msttesed sk more rsAapeea. Life. Pant are the emml oi i" ""'a dr of faraV Ioe cover the atrrs of i i iim-; Ti tarriiile toil to as"uI Hie first Yea can step down Urn last any tttne. .Natxmal Weekly. How He Wanted It ('. eTall, Bay ywuua; rentleman, bow we rid yol UK your naur rot'" --cju, lias p flnrri w" a luue reus top." h If BTsV1M,a."",W y
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