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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."
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