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A MAID FORLORN.
BT TITF DUCHESS.
CHAPTER IV.
"When Cissy who. in her enforces
ooncfnlment, could henr nil that passed
in the next room had listened to the
Major's spoken determination not to
quit his seat until dinner was an
nounced. hfr heart died within her.
The anteroom closet rather was
stuffy, above all things, dark: and if
there was one thins; in the world to
whicli Cissy strenuously objected, it
w as the dark.
i et even at this she put her
fa-.th in the man who had beguiled her
into her prison, trusting to hifu to bring
her safely out of it again, and that with
out delay. But when this man rooiJy
left the draw ng-room and left her to
hpr fate and she heard his foot-tens
dying away through the hall, her faith
melted like the morning dew the poet
sines of, and her indignation knew no
bound3.
To ralmly forsake her. desert her in
her hour of need: Could anything he
more abominable, more base, than such
conduct! She knew nothing of the sec
ond door and Craven's eager efforts to
release her, and therefore abused him
heartily whilst standing, cold, half
J;glitei:e.l, m her detested shelter.
W ould she have to stav there in "du
rance v:le" until dinner was served
fehe supposed so; unless, indeed, some
thing very unforeseen nav, marvel. .us
should happen, now he had so cruelly
abandoned her.
Even as si.e so decided, th- unfore
seen, the marvelous did a-'ni:;!!v ocvur.
A noise outside attracted her nut that
it was very attractive in itseif a breath
a snort, a Was it. could it be a snore?
It was. A veritable, umlen aliie pro
longed sture.
fiss Rivers laid her hand upon her
b'som. K.iiMicipni inn ee;,,ed near.
Upemng the door cantum-v. she peep
ed out. and saw the r fn the sullen
glow t.f the lirehiriit wrapped in inno
cent slumber. ' A i. w or never" was her
motto. Mill cuuli'.uiv she eauie tort.'i.
and began her j lurr.ev. thron-h the
long, unlighted room, nopi!, to' make
her escape with rat discovery.
. Two dourj lay 1 e-oiv her, one lead
ing i ii i ;ie h;Ui. one iniothr cvisfiva
tmy. Kt-ep:ng we'! in tl;e .-ha.iow. she
skirted ti e wall, and p. s.-vdtl.e first
Window iii all safetv.
The .Major st:Usni..red on i ranouillv.
, enc
!ian:
y sweeter ran.-.!.- V. M;v
r heard but. alas, as she
second .ndow. her heavy
can ;l:t in "ic- cf i ho.se ira
a: :..;. of the tire-cat dav a
ers h
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Teat la
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g ie al.om-.na; . ,
weakly ch i;r o
1 Woven seat of i ll--
! article came to t
1 with it a iiower-j.-!
things of iitite
. i ol i and ebony, a
it-.-- and the delicate
ie gr.ivind. dragging
and and a lew other
ah;e. lmt undoubted
cniiia in.'inui '..: are.
; crah that foi.nwed.
j '!ti! a loud biiort.
j and tin ned bis htad
The maiicous tire b!i
ti
idjje by the
the Major awoke
in her direction.
lazed brightly, and
I sue Knew she was
' J"et d -Stile, ti', .
seen.
j I o fly was the one thought uppermost
in h-r uiiiid. and, t lie conservatory door
I being lieii eit, he made i'or that. The
j jr?J'.r !).!.o.vel in ho: punnn, crying
; "Tluees:" cowardice, unfortunately,
no; being one of hir ulm va-es. Sue
j had her liantl on the haiiu.c . the de
: sired door; it resisted her: in her agila
; tion silt- had turned The iiaialie The
; wrong way; and. in spite oi his gouty
: foot, the Major was gain tig on ie r.
' Here the K indly go,.s came to her aid;
; the Major stumbled inertia- piostiuie
chair, the broken f.,.ver-pot. and the
ol l.er triili-s. and c une heavily to his
knees. Picking himself up however
from amongst the dbri.i. he continued
his chase, nothing daunted, muttering
an imprecation. Cecil, having turned
the refractory handle by this time and
entered the conservatory, got hurriedly
behind a huge shrub, rich in leaves, that
adorned one corner, and with the calm
ness of despair awaited Fate.
It came in the shape of the Major
mumbling and grumnlmg. lie too en
tered the conservatory, looked eagerlv
around him, and found it, as he believ
ed, to his consternation empt !
Xo sign of any human th ng hetraved
itself to his astonished eyes, and the
door leading to the siejes "ami the open
air was locked on the inside: vet surely
it was this wav the figure the what
ever it was had passed a moment
since!
"Ugh; nobody after all!" he growled,
in disgust. "Nothing to show for my
trouble. Must have bom a ghost.
Couldn't have been dreaming, as I nev
er sleep before dinner, never, (ihost.
of course! These wretched old houses
are ahvavs fu'l of 'em at least. s I'm
t l l. Haven't seen one t'll to-night.
Weil, it's a new experience: but I can't
say I tlrnk much of it. Tame, very
taine. Uirli. ugh, what a draughty
hole!" and so back, st 11 crumbling, to
Ins Min-ehair and Morpheus again,
leaving Cecil, terrified but safe, behind'
her friendly shrub.
Whrn Craven comes up to the drawing-room
lire puzzled and uncertain
how to proc-ed the Major so far rouses
himself for the second time as to ask
languidly:
"Whom have you got in the house be
sides the servnn't?"
Craven is somewhat taken aback, but
has sufficient presence of mind left him
to enable him to ask blandly in turn:
"How do you mean?"
"Well, my dear fella a th most ex
traordinary thni-g has happened. A few
moments Since some one. who refused
to answer me. walked deliberately
through this room."
" I his room!"' repeats ( raven, inno
cent iy.
"Yes. here there over on that spot."
answers the Major, testily, but discon
nectedly. "I saw it w,th my own eyes.
I wasn't asleep, you know'' sternly, "t
never do that sort of thing out of my
bed; but 1 confess I was in deep thought
about nNv.it your affairs, when a noise
attracted my attention. I looked up,
and there v. -is a figure jut beyomU
near the curtains u itirk figure" re
flectively. "It couldn't have been a
winding'-sheet. because it was quite
dark."
"The housekeeper, no doubt," says
Craven, with an air of settled convic
tion. " KhV incredulously. "Js your house
keeper a very siim yoang woman V"
"Well, not' so very slim," admits Mr.
Craven, suppressing the fact that both
his arms would not meet round Mrs.
U .-haids's waist. i
"lias she fair ha , i V" ' catechises the
Ma 'or.
"Not exacilv. though it might becon- '
sidered so by "this light." says Craven,
surpres: mg"the second fact that every '
hair in Mrs. K cl ards's head that is not i
white is ot' the raven's hue.
"1 )oes she alw,
qu sitor anxious
! s. demands his in
i. "wear a dark, nois-
le-is gown i
"Always." returns Craven, unblush
inglv. even as he calls to mind Mrs.
Kiehards's favorite dress, a wiue-ooior-ed
siik of curious texture, that bteraily
crackles as she goes.
"Oh. well, it wasn't the honsekeeperl
It was a lady, in my opinion" mvsteri
oush "Ihe ghost d' alad. It reminds
me strongly of onieltody.'' The Major
pauses, ami Cra en's biood rims coid.
l.'ii doubt"- thought fully "it was the
ghost o! one of our I'l andaunis. who
both d-i'i I ' t'e.'' ' ' avei) tr, ;it1,.i,
ii-.Mi-
--an ib A WHOM THI
TRUTH
EB ENS BURG, PA.. FRIDAY. MARCH 5. 1SS6.
"You don't surely believe in ghosts?"
he says, laughing, feeling intense relief,
and imagining Cissy safe in Mrs. Kieh
ards's parlor.
"Why not'r" retorts the Major. "Noth
ing is impossible. And I tell you I
watched her minutely, and, as I watch
ed, she reached the door over there,
paused a moment, and then disappear
ed. 1 searched every hole and corner
in the conservatory" the Major firmly
believes he has done so "but could dis
cover no sign of a living occupant; and
the door leading to the garden was
locked on the inside, .she must have
gone through the key-hole, or else
malted into thin air: that's the usual
thine, isn't it V The onlv thing that
staggers me." he adds, "is "the coior: she
ought to have been in w hite, oughtn't
she? graveclothes and that eh?"
"Sometimes they vary ."answers Crav
en, gravely. "I suppose even our de
funct relatives have their fancies: and I
have heard of people appearing after
many years in the garments they last
wore, or at least most affected, when
in life. Perhaps my grandaunts looked
with scorn upon gaudy raiment. It
went into the conservatory, did vou.
say?" carelessly. "Verv curious! "No
doubt you are right; most old families
have their skeletons; it is rather re
spectable than otherwise, and pride
feels no pain. I think, do vou know. I
shall just take a look in the're myself."
He saunters slowly down the room,
lest the Major should guess at his in
ward anxiety, and has hardly got
through the glass door when two cold
nervous little hands fasten on his arm
and a voice whispers with tremulous
eagerness
"Let me out of this at once at once."
"How imprudent of you." he whispers
back," to come here!"
"How unkind of you," she retorts,
"to leave me there!"
He begins a vehement explanation,
still in a whisper; and. peace being re
stored, he draws her to the door open
ing on to the steps that lead to the
ground beneath: and, having passed
through, they bolt the door, this time
on the outside, and once more feel free.
The. reaction agrees with Cecil; she
stops short on the top step, he standing
a ljttle below her. and laughs aloud.
"If he had found me then." she savs,
"after his hard run. nothmgwould have
cleared me. What should I have done?"
"I know what I should have done,"
returns Craven. "I should have strang
led him then and there. It would have
been the only way out of it. and I should
not have hesitated for a moment."
"Poor old man; he little knows what
a violent death lie has escaped! But
are you sure he has heard nothingabout
me?"
"Certain. He doe? not allow his man
to say even good-morning" to him j
thinks it infrri iliy. so of course he j
hears no gossip; and. as vou know, he
is leaving here the first moment it is
practicable."
Whether this last remark suggests
other thoughts, who can say? Hut on
the instant Miss Iln-ers turns her face
heavenward, pauses a liitle. and then
lays her hand upon his shoulder.
"What, have vou noticed nothiiisr?"
I she says, with suppressed excitement.
"See. see it lias ceased to snow!"
"So it has." he returns slowly, the en-
! thusiasm that ought to belong to the
, occasion being absent from his tone.
I "W hat a way you say that! " she ex-
i claims, severely, scrutinizing his face
in the dim light. ".Just as if vou did
i not care, as if vou were not a bit glad.
i W hy" after a pause "I actually think
you are sorry!"
"Don't think it: be sure of it," re-
' sponds the young man gloomily.
! Perhaps at this pomt it occurs to
Cecil who in some matters is a wise
, child that his tone is dangerous. At
j all events, she declines to continue the
, conversation, and begins again to de
scend the steps slowly. But presently
they become aware that the snow has
arisen as high as the second step from
the bottom, and the portico of the hall
door ir, thirty ards distant; and how
shall velvet shoes and silk stockings
and dainty little feet wade through it
all without getting wet?
"What is to happen next?" she asks,
making a comical gesture of despair
with her hand, "i forgot all about the
snow, and that I must walk through it
to get indoors again. Oh, that tiresome
Major!"
"Can I Would it Mav I carry you
across?" he demands, with a proper
amount of hesitation.
"Oh, no;" shrinking back. "I
shouldn't like that at all.
"Well. I didn't suppose vou would,
you know!" he returns, somewhat ag
grieved. "But I see nothing else to be
done, and it w ill only be tor a moment."
"Dearme.it isn't that!'' savs Cissy,
honestly, divining his thoughts. "I
don't mind that so much as Are you
sure positive you would not let me
fall!"
He laughs.
"Let you fall." he says "a child like
you! I am not such a punv lellow as
you seem to imag tie."
He uraw shiiiiM-ii up tolas full height,
which is magndiceiii, throws up his
chin rather scornfully, and in this atti
tude certainly looks as fine a specimen
of manhood as one need wish to see.
Miss Rivers, though piqued, has to ad
mit this fact.
"Child!" she says, indignantly. "I'm
not a child. I w as eighteen last month.
How long does one continue to be a
child. I wonder?"
"I beg your pardon" meekly. "I re
tract my words. Let me sav rather
mat l tionk J am st urdv enough to lear
me weight ol a tuidule-aged ladv of
your size.
I m Heavier than you think" doubt
lnllv.
"How do you know what I think?
But indeed you need not be afraid; I
have often before carried women over
the snow and swollen streams andthat,
and never yet broke down beneath my
burden."
"Oli. indeed, have you?" says Cissy,
with just one Hash fro'm her violet eyes.
"How considerate of von! You remind
me forcibly of one of "your own stalwart
hnignts in the gallery upstairs. Do you !
really spend your inters then in car
rying distressed damsels over stonvand
snow y places? How slow you must find
your summers:" " '
"Well, not quite! I- do a few other
things," answers Mr. Craven, mildly.
"I mean. I have helped my sister once
or twice, you know, when she was in a
dilemma, and " j
"And your cousins and your aunts,
no doubt," interrupts Miss Cssy, still .
willful. I
"I'll tell you what it is!" he exclaims !
briskly, refusing further discussion, i
"You will catch your death of cold if j
you stay here arguing any longer. Your
hands" touching one of them "arpat.
ready nearly froen. ('mm."
"Well, then, if 1 must" still waver
ing. "Remember, it is only out of re
gard for your crcat-grandinother's vel
vet shppers that I give in. And indeed,
after all, if I took them oft, could I
not"
"No: you could not" decisively; and,
as though to end all controversy, he
here takes her bod.lv up in his arms
and bears her eafelv over the snow into
the warmth and light of the grand old
hall.
.s she regains her feet. Cecil laughs
a little and shakes her head, as though
to rearrange the oft bright hair that a
moinent since brushed across his cheek
as he carried her. Then she leans
against the side of the inner door and
? ghs profound!. Mstloigh thankful
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the journey that has seemed so unkma
ly short and so cruelly sweet to him is
at an end. After which, with her most
matter-of-fact air, she says sedately
"Now go at once and change your
boots. It will be quite as bad for you
to catch cold as for me."
"Not quite. You have a mother, a
sister, and" with a slight contraction
of the brows "of course many others,
to whom your sickness would be pain.
"Well, yes!" returns Cissy, slowly.
"But I There is no one in the world
I believe who would feel very much re
gret if I died."
"Oh, don't say that!" she exclaims,
earnestly. "It is not true."
"Is it not? I know of no one."
"I do." She colors crimson, stavs a
moment, and then, as though compelled
to finish her sentence, goes on calmlv
"I know some one who would be very
sorrv indeed."
"Do you mean yourself?" he asks,
quickly.
"Yes." She answers him honestly,
because she can see no reason why she
should not do so. He has been very
kind to her. Surely she would be un
grateful to feel no sorrow at his death!
Then she smiles carelessly, and savs,
with the most unsympathetic air, "So
now you are bound to go and make
yourself comfortable, as it would be an
act of unpardonable rudeness on your
part to make me "verv sorry indeed.'
Was not that what I s'aid?"
she has moved into the second hall,
and is now standing within the full
glare of the lamplight. Craven, who
has followed her, thinks she is the most
charming picture his eves have ever
seen; and it may be that his eves tell
her so.
"One moment," he savs, seeing she is
about to d.sappear. "You allowed just
now that, it anything were to happen
to you. your motner and some others
would grieve for you. Are there do
not th.nk me rude; I have no right to
ask the question, I know but are there
many others?"
"Yes. a great many," she responds
promptly, some surprise in her tone and
in her large eyes, which she has opened
to their fullest extent and has fixed up
on him. "Why do vou ask?"
"'There is "safety in a multitude,'"
quotes the young man, with a rather
torced smile. "Is there no one in
ticular?"
par-
"Do you mean a lover?" she asks,
slowly, blushing again, a soft sweet
blush, yet evidently much amused.
"Dearme.no! I have any number of
friends, but not one lover at present.
My last was a dear old thing of about
sixty, excellently preserved; but he died
eight months ago. and ever since I have
been the actual Maid forlorn." Ronnie"
regretfully "has two lovers just now;
but I have none."
Mr. ( raven tioes not appear to sympa
thize with her aill.ction. On the con
trary, he grows more cheerful with
every word she utters, and at her last
posit ively beams.
"And you iio you care for no one?"
he asks, forgetful of everything but his
intense desire to know.
Miss Rivers, who is still palpably
amused, thinks this question just a lit
tle too much, and telling herself it is
her turn now, rietermmesto punish him
for it. So she hesitates, opens her lips
as though to speak, checks herself sud
denly', looks do wn. turns a ring round
and round upon her linger, and finally
savs, verv consciously
''I am afraid I do."
This is a crushing blow
content di'-s on the spot,
kn ts his brow, and looks
erable.
All Craven's
He glowers,
utterly mis-
"Somebody, then, is verv fortunate."
he answers, rather unsteadily.
"But there are two of them"." explains
Cassy. shaking her head in a perplexed
fashion, "and I can not quite decide
winch I love best."
"Love!" he echoes, in a desperate tone.
"es; I feel I adore them," she con
fesses, with unaffected and growing
ardor. "So would you if vou knew
them. I sometimes tell mvself it is un
lucky to love them as I dof with all my
heart." 3
"But you can not love two men equal
ly!" he excla nis, aghast at this daring
declaration. "It is impossible!"
Cissy, as though thoroughly confound
ed by Ins words, moves back a step or
two. and raises one hand in bewilder
ment. "Two men!" she savs. disdainfully.
"O: what are you thinking? Are you
so behind the times as to imagine I
should do such a r en, thing as to love
a man? No. indeed; I was but think
ing of mamma and Ronnie."
As though aware of her victory, she
tin.shes tins saucy speech with a merry
laugh, and moves mu) froiii him in
the direction ol Mis. Ru hards's parlor.
Sh.: looks so arch. el so provoking; so
mischievous, yet so charming, that
Craven, while acknowledging himself
shameiuily taken in, laughs, too, in
spue ot lumseii.
"Listen to me." he savs, hastily. "If
the Major goes to bed eariy. which, of
course" in disgust "he won't do. be
cause he ought mav I hope for a cup
of tea Horn Mrs. Richards?"
"I am sure" demurely "she will be
delighted to give it to vou." Then, see
ing the d.sappointmeiit in his face', she
adds kindly, and with a prettv smde
" es. do come. You will be quite wel
come!" And for once in his life the Major,
though unconsciously, does the right
tiling, or. ratner. the" gout does it for
him; he goes to bed earlv, and leaves
his gratetul host to follow his own devices.
f - -
J The next morning, what a change ap
j pearsl 1 esterdav the world was white
but dull. To-day it is white, too. but
as though with lnuumerahl
d.ainonds.
The sin. w has ceased to fall.
the sun is snin
;HLr bl'.iVelV lil.lilin.r nr.
wiLii a minion ravs each sprav and
bough, on winch the snow still 1 'tigers.
J he fir-trees have haken off a httle of
their chilly burden, and now show
again in parts some evidence of green.
A lew b.rds. though in a somewhat
weak and melancholy fashion, are
chanting a hymn of praise, and preen
ir.g languidly their draggled plumage
Cissy i so delighted w,th them that
she opens wide her bedroom window
and throws out to them the thin slice
of broad and butter sent tip to h-r with
her tea half an hour be ore. They fly
down to it. to her intense satisfaction,
and chatter about it. and fight over it,
betore it conies to an end.
At the foot of the staircase, as she
runs down to bre.iivfast. she encounters
Cm ven, who has been waiting for her.
"Was I not right?" she savs, eavly
giving him her hand. "The weather
has changed. See what a delicious
morning it is! No doubt mv beingable
to get home to-day, is there?"
"1 hardly know "if the horses can trav
el yet the snow is so deep in some
parts." he replies, avoiding her eyes.
"I shall walk if I cannot go any other
way." says Cissy, with quick determina
tion and some faint doubt of him ex
pressed in her tone.
"If it comes to that, and vou mustiro,
vou certa.nly sha'n't walk he returns.
I suppose, with care, a horse can be in
duced to go so far." Then reproach
fully "In what haste you are to be
gone!"
He is looking so honestly grieved at
the thought of her departure that her
heart smites her.
"Only in haste to see the two at
home," she says gently "not to leave
this house, where "every one has
been so kind to me. and where I have
appv
u must not for
SI. OO and
one moment think me ungrateful."
Mie says tnis so sweetly that he is
comforted, and, when she has so far
JP.ven m to his wishes as to breakfast
w ith him, and has made herself special
ly charming throughout the meal, he is
almost himself again. Directly break
fast is at an end. because he sees and
understands her hurry to be gone he
orders the dog-cart to be brought round-'
and Cissy, once more enwTapped in her
furs, is handed into it. Craven, seating
himself beside her. takes the reins the
groom jumps up behind, and together
thev start for home.
a-Jbe,ri.ve' though slow, and in parts
dithcult. is a rather silent one; but just
OO 4V.AST AntAe V. A - . '
L.ir, rim i mr naies oi isranksmere.
8 Jfi'Jvrn,nr to h'm' Ravs impulsively
hat a long time it seems since last
I was here weeks almost!"
"I told you you were bored to death "
he replies, with a curious smile, "though
you were too good-natured to acknow 1
edge it. See how heavily the time drag
ged." K
"Nonsense! Y'ou know I did not
mean that. I was only trying to ex
plain to myself how in so short a time
I could learn to regard you in such a
friendly light. It seems absurd, doesn't
it? Two short days hardlv two and
yet I feel quite as if you were my broth
er." "Not in the least likevour brother"
says Craven hastily. 'Your brother
would be far handsomer a fellow than I
can ever hope to be. I don't feel a bit
like your brother."
"Well then, you seem to me like a
verv old friend" smiling.
"I am glad of that. It tells me I am
not quite out in the cold," he answers
heartily; and then they pull up at the'
hall-door, and the groom jumps down
and Cecil has barely time to reach the
ground when Ronnie comes running
out and, catching her in her arms, holds
her until her mother releases her.
The liberated prisoner is embraced
and kissed and examined with tearful
eyes; and then, turning, flushed and
smibng, toward Craven, she says
brightly: '
' 1 his is Mr. Craven, mamma. You j
must thank him for his kindness to me." j
Mamma is secretly rather taken
aback, as she has been picturing an im
aginary Mr Craven to herself as a stout, !
middle-aged gentleman of fatherly as- i
pect. not in the least like the tall, lash- i
lonably dressed young man who stands
smiling genially down upon her now i
hat in hand.
She conceals her surprise very sue-
cessfully. however, and murmurs a few '
words or earnest gratitude; and then
they all go into the house and up to the
drawing-room fire, where explanations
follow, and where Cissv who is in wii.i
spirits makes them a'll laugh a good
deal at her version of the adventure
especially Ronnie, who lias found it in
tolerably dull without her.
"You will, of course, stav to lunch
eon." says Mrs. Rivers, pleasantly.
"Your man can put up your horse for
an hour or two."
She rings the bell; and Mr. Craven,
who is singularly amenable to pressing
on this occasion har.Uv indeed requir
ing it. as he gives in at "the first request
stays on for many hours, only tear
ing himself away w ith open reluctance
as the daylight fades and thoughts of
the Major and his duties as host crowd
heavily upon him.
CHAPTER V.
When the young man has gone, Ron
nie turns to her sister, and placing her
arms round her, gives her a eood hug.
"I couldn't half do it while he was
lookine." she savs. "though I think him
verv nice, nevertheless."
"He was verv kind, at all events,"
says Cissy, graietullv. "Wasn't it a
wonderful adventure?"
"It might have been a terrible one,"
replies her mother, with a shudder.
"Oh. mamma, and who do you think
was there besides me?"
"Who?"
"Major Jervis!"
"Major Jervis! And he saw vou?"
asks Mrs. Rivers, in a horror-stricken
tone.
"Yes but And vet he didn't see
me!" continues Cecil. And then u. '
gives them the entire history of her
escape from the Major and l.tr terror
on the occasion.
When she has finished her recital. her
mother draws a breath id' deep relief.
"You are sure Mr. 'riven won't be
tray you?" she asks, still a little nerv
ously. "(J'lite sure! Mamma, how could vou
think him a tra'to??"
"I didn't, my d:;v. I was merely anx
ious." answers Mrs. Rivers, hastily.
Then she ris'-s and quits the room for
some domestic pin t. e.
"What nice eyes he has!" says Ronnie
when the girls "are aione again. "And
how he uses them though only on one
object. I grant! I firmly believe", though
he has been here to-day for nearly two
hours, he would not. if put on his oath,
know me from mamma, or mamma
from me."
"I don't think he is such a stupid
young man as you seem to think," re
turns Cissy, nrldly. "And it is foily
what you say, deafest; any one can see
that mamma is at all events a year or
two older than you."
"I am not accusing him of stupidity.
I have no doubt he isa second s,-, rates."
rejoins Ronnie, meekly. "1 merolv
mennt to say he never took his eyes off
you from the time he cam" tili he went
away. I was b !t as dross in his sight.
Well, never mind! I wonder, by the
bye. when we sbail see him again?"
""S "ie time next year, pvrnaps." It
is now clo.se on 'hi ist mas.
"Some tune to-morrow, I should say."
"Ronnie, how can you Ik; so absurd?
What could bring him here again so
soon?" says Cecil; but she blushes vivid
ly as she puts the question.
"Well, yon. I snpr.o'." rejoins Ron
nie, unabashed. "Little hypocrite that
you re, why don't you confess what
you know m your secret heart? What
do you think he meant by asking mam
ma if she wanted some books to read?
Simply an excuse to put in an appear
ance here early in the morning. Now,
mark my words, it will be early. And
1 shouldn't at all be surprised if he or
dered up the whole library, book-shelves
and all. for your delectation. My
own opin.on is." adds Miss Rivers,
laughing, "thai this poor young man is
head-over-ears in love with you."
Cecil leans back in her chair and
laughs also.
"And w hat do vou think his name is?"
she asks, still lau'v lung. "It is Duke!"
"Then you are iKiund to marry him,"
says Ronnie, merrily. "You always de
clared you would marr a Duke if nil
ever met one.. You certainly can't go
back lrom it now."
"i have another idea, too." remarks
Cecil. "I think in ieed 1 feel sure he
is Maria's young man!"
"No!" ciii s Ronnie. "But yes. of
course. He is 'oi (io:i p irli. and just all
we ever heard of the happv man who
has been laid asde lor her. Poor
Maria! lam afraid it was a luckless
day for her when you lost your way in
the snow."
"We.l, it isall mere supposition about
Maria," says Cecil. "O. course. Mr.
Craven mav not be the man assigned lor
her bv the Major."
"Of course not. But I prefer think
ing he is the man. It niaktes it ail so
comfortable. You said you would like
to cut out Maria, if onij'for vengeance
sake: now you can do ;t. Y'ou s a-. ,u
would marry a Duke: now, too. ,m can
doit. It is all like tne tultiltuici.t ot a
ptotty Hri'imi. '
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postage per year. In advance
NUMBER 7.
Cecil, softly,
him?"
"Have
ou heard from
"I had one letter from
Sir SvdL.ev "
answers Ronnie, slowly.
i i I " f u-, or cure. you could
hardly have had more. To me it seems
i loon since we came here. I feel
j indeed as ii I had been away fioai vou
! and mother for a twelvemonth But
go on, Ronnie, tell me about your let
ter." "It was short, and not particularly
sweet. It began "Mv dear Miss Rivers,'
and it ended Always vou rs most sin
cerely.' It was filled with London gos
sip, and that is all I can tell you of it
until we go upstairs; then you can se
the original of what I have been telling
you, if you will." '
"I think "Always vours most sincere
Jy w as very nice indeed," savs Cissy.
'l ours sincerely,' w ould be "commou
p!a, , and quite nothing; but the "al
ways' ard the "most' make such a dif
ference." "I am so glad to have you back!" re
turns Ronnie, gratefully, throwing her
arms round her sister. "Do vou know,
Cissy, what is your principal charm?
You always know just w hat is the right
thing to say."
Ronnie's surmises prove true The
very next morning brings Mr. Craven
again to Bianksmere: and for the mat
ter of that every other morning sees
him there too until a week has passed
over their heads.
The day is lovely clear and bright,
and full of sunshine. All sign of snow
is gone from the ground; onlv a thin
sparkling frost, that sits lightly on tree
and shrub, makes one certain It is win
ter still, and not earlv spring. From
theseacomes up a moainiig sad. but
sweet. A few birds, taking courage
irom me calmness of dav and the 1
warmth of the welcome god of light, :
who. up above in the blue heavens, sits !
enthroned, "diffusing radiant bliss i
around," hop from bough to bough on
the bare trees, and twitter meek little I
songs, as though ha'.f af raid of their '
own temerity. j
Indoors the fires are burning brightly. I
The logs are crackling on the top of
coals; the great white Persian cat is
blinking lazily on the hearth-rug, and :
pretty Cecil, with a huge black fan in ,'
her hand, is sitting on the rug too. her
head resting against her mother's knee. ;
It is now the seventh dav s.nce her
return home, and they are all sitting in
hht oiu.m iuoiiiing-room me room in
uie nouse mey most affect.
it is so snug
ana cozy, w ith Duke
raven in their
midst, but as near to
stances will permit.
Cecil as circum-
liythebve." says Craven, suddenly,
a "1 something just said bv Ron
nie, "the Major is w. th me again, in
spite of his dread o; that awful ghost
he encountered some davs ago. He has
uearuor o::r having taken
up your
resilience i. ere. Mrs. R
-Vis. Jiivers. anddeelar-
ed ln .iiieui ;oi
fast, of caii;ng
. iiii.s in un.ngat break--p-'ii
"U without loss
oi tune, saoiwdii t wondtr il he came
to -dav."
" )!d I lorror.'
t-i.tr. .
"1 i ne kn v :
says R mine, irrever-
W as C-ouil-. to eneoioittir
i.is . in.-1 i.i-e I,, ,.. i don t believe
he would i.e m s i. -n ;, imiTv to call,"
continues Mi. Ciuven. siniliii'j M Ctssv
w no sm.ies in. at linn
ailecled iear
and says, with
Ah. i! he had found me substantial
psn an i biood that night instead of
barren bones, what siiou'd I have done?
"I know what I should have done."
sas Ronnie, viciously. "It he had
caught me on that oecas on. 1 should
have beaten him black and bine. Death
would have been his portion that night.
He should never, wmi mv consent have
lived to tell the tale."
Sue looks such a ridiculously fragile
creature to be the author of this awful
speech that everyone laughs.
"I don't think even the Major would
be afraid ot o j." remarks Craven. "Do
you know, I m not sure why I think it,
but it seems to me mat Jervis is rather
put out at your settling dow n here"'
he is speaking now in a low confidential
tone to the girls alone, Mrs. Rivers hav
ing gone into the next room to write a
letter. "He appeared disconcerted
wuen he spoke of your being here
though why 1 can't imagine." '
At this both g.rls excuange glances
ti.e glances mean: "Ah! Didn't 1 tell
you so? He i Maria's voting man!"
'However, he is Midi a grumpy old
Chap always. 1 dare s.u it was iinagiiia
t.on on my part thinking so." Craven
goes on. carelessiy. "Mis Cecil, did
ou ready mean it. thu other dav. wnen
vou s.. id you adored hum v? Because
Mrs. Richards I caa't faiicy how she
knew id your love lor it desired n;e to
tell ou tins alleriiooii she has mora
than she knows what to do with, and
wants to Know if j,be mav send vou
Soii.e."
"Did she really say that?" asks Cecil
eagerlv. "Novv isu t she an old dear"
Give ii.-r my love. pie.,se. Mr. Craven,
ind say she may send me some honey
as soon as ever she likes, and tell her.
too. I shall give her a kiss for it the
verv next moment we meet."
"Jlapj y Hichard-!" savs Mr. Craven,
in a low tone, with an indescribable
glance that is half amused, and half 1
earnest, and wholly loving.
Ronnie laughs; and then. Mrs. R;vers
returning to toe room. Craven rises and
takes h s departure. He has not been
gone half an hour when the servant an
nounces "Major Jervis."
Mrs. Rivers, rising, receives him verv
courteously, and the eirls give him
their hands with a passably eood grace.
"Had no idea until the dav before
yesterday that you and the vou'ng ladies
had come to reside down here." begins
the Major, when h- hasen5oor,e..d h. in
self in the most -.com 1'orlah'e chair in
the room and drawn h inself close un to
the tire. lie alw ays call the c rls t he
"voting ladies," to Ronnie's intense dis
gust. " c rather tired of tow n life," savs
Mrs. Rvtrs. finding she nint say some
thing. "Aii. es! It is d.sappoiji; ;i,rr a
time-." replies the Maj- r. With a mc.-.n-ing
glance at R nnie. who takes no
notice of it or him. "Bv tl e b e. I saw
c-ur common fr.eiel.Si' S 'et;"v "Wale. -it,
in Pici -d l:y last wt-.-k. l -"k .'v. uncom
monly v. eil and happy. You will a'l
giad t. hear goo; I a-count.s of b.m; he
was such an intimate f! ;, n,' 0f units."
"V ry int liia'.e. I know few "peetile
I like so well as s r Sydney." says Mrs.
It! vers, calmly, tut she colors" as bhe
it.
"You have made the nc ;'rtinta'ief of
Mr. Craven. I hear." remark - the Major,
t -resent It. "1 am rtt.v'iig w;th him, you
know."
"Yes. He himself told us so just
now."
"Ah! been l."-ro already? Sharp
work!" srys the Major; and Cer 1, who
is f-aineMiv regarding b in. sees that be
starts a l ttie. and thai ii slight frown
contracts 1.:-. f .iehe;. I. "Karl. vis. ling;
wasn't it eh?"
"Is it e;.i iv;" a ks Mrs. liner, lan
guidly. "We hardly thought of that.
You see. we know so few ioplp down
here as yet that we make more than
usually welcome r.nyjne who is kind
enough to break in upon our monoto
ny." "And he is just the sort of person to
make 'more than usually welcome."
returns the Major, with an unpleasant
smile. "He is alout the lst catch
down here, or anywhere f lse that
know of; but vet not tn be caught,
think not to be caught. Ha. ha!"
"I have heard he is verv w ell off
eaya Mrs. Itivers, coldly.
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What si nioonilu t-'re.U Enallantsaaai
niicotrrrd In Ihe We.t.
"There are some mighty gren 030 la
this world," said the pt"rier from th.
wett to a CaioAKO Hemld itimii. "and I
rtruck one of 'em a week or t wo ag. Ill
hadn't I wouldn't ba here now. I went
out lco Western Net.raska and home
steaded a quarter faction. I hadn't aevn
the land, but took it stippofdtur it waa all
right. But wben I got there I found It
alrendy inhat i-ed. About 150 acrea of
the ieO were covered with a pra!rle-Jog
town. Well. I concluded to aettla down
and free what I conld do. and I am nighty
glad now that I 3id. About two weeks
ao I wan op to the railroad nation trying
to get trnstd for force bacon and flour
and trtarker, an ' fe. lin' 1I4I.1 nmrt
discouraged. I was out of money and
Krnb, and th,. wrctr m comln' on fast,,
an' I couldn't see my way out of it but to
eat prairie dopa, an' they're n.'bty hard
to catch. Bnt that day was the tnrning
point in my lrtck. Wnlle I stae at the
Station an Englishman ejot o.t the cars ta'
said aa how ha waa out Wet-t louktn' for a
place, to make an invest ment. Said b'l
beard 0' tl.efnr bu!nesjv an' wanted to
know if he wa out in the fur ountry
yet.
'Furs,' pays t, there hain't no f -an
Jurt then an idea ttn-.ck me, an I
Changed mjr tuna. -Furs,' aays I, there
hain't mo better fur cout .try tl.an tide nn
'arta,. Juftcome out to my place till I
abow yon ray fur farm.
"And he went out with roe, and I fbr'w
ed him the prau-te-dog town, an', as luek
wmM hare it, it wti a bright, ronny day.
M the dof7 wae out tseootln around bf
fbe hundreds.
Talkln' about fur,' says L -what d'y.
tninkof that Pre lieen atx yw arrowwJ
tboae mlr.k, an' hain't sold a tidA. If.
all ti Mural increase. Quean theya 'boa
aeren Uiouwind of 'em now. an' thr
Joible every year. How many will ther
be In tn yernV
"Yon orghter see that Knglishman a
eyes open as he took ant hi pencil an'
figured it up. He made it 7,ies,o00 mlnh
"Well, says I sail it S.OOO.COO to be On
the safe Fide. It won't rot ft to keep 'em,
either, an' if they're worth a cent tbe-'r
wortbll apiece. There's million in It."
"Then we pot right, down to Imelcess.
an' In lessthna an hour I had sold out
for t?,000 rah, an' the next dav 1 paid
820 for the homestead ot the land offioa.
got my patent, transferred it to him. and
took tbe first train for the the KasV
Prep into the buffer, with me. partr.ar, anA
take adrink."
Ancient History Tlndrrnlrrl.
"Pa," aslied Willie Jones, as he wu
rtTidytng his history lesson, "who was
Helen of Troy,"
"Ask your run." said Mr. Jonea, who
was not we'd up in classic lore.
ITeleo of Troy." paid Mrs. Jonea. who
wae eewlng a new hel on the baby'a
shoe, "was a girl who used to Ihe with tisj
she came from Troy, X Y., and we fonnd
her tn an tnteJlifrenoe office. She wa the
best girl 1 ever hod until your father
rtmc k Uridjret."
"Did pa eTer strike Bridget" said
Willie, pricking np his rare.
"I was speaking 1 araori.-nlly." said
Mrs. Jones
There was sdem-e for a fev momenta,
then Willie came, on another epoch !a
history.
"Ma, who wap Marc Artonyf"
"An old colored man who lived with rrjr
pa. Wlmt does it nay about him there?"
"It says his wife's name was Cleopatra
"The very same Old Cleo' csed to
wash for ns It's strange how- thev came
to be in that book "
"Ilis'ory repeats itself." murmnred
Jones vaguely, while Wlliie looked at h!
ma with wonder and admiration that one
maTl head should enrry all she knew.
Presently he foncd ui other qnec :on to ak.
ay, tna, w ho was Julias leiju-"
"Oh. he was one tbe pagans of history,"
aid Mrs. Jones, trying to thread ta. point
t'f her needle.
"Bnt what rua-1. blm fantons
aisted Willie.
per-
"Kverytb'.r.g." answered Mrs. Jone.
eompiaceetly "He wt the one who satd.
Eat tbon l-ruta,' when Lis horse wimidn'
take his onts. He dressed in a theet and
pillow case uniform, and when Ms eneniiae
surrounded him be shouted. Olrctn
liberty, or eirrtne desrh." and ran away
'Bully for Mm." remarked Willie, that
ting np the book of blrtorv. "But say.
ma. bow c-aine yon to ki.-ow so much
W'on't I ley over the ether fellows to
morrow'" "I learned it at school." said Mrs. Jones,
with an oblique glance at Mr. Jonea, whs
was lister, as prave as a atue. I had
snperior ndvanta. and I aid attention
Dd remembered what I hejrd "
"Well, I fay ma. who wn Horace'"
"Vnnr pn -will U-W yon ebn-:t him, I am
tired." snid Mrs Jones
Then she listened with pride and ap
proval while Mr. Jonos 1nforncd his son
that Horace was th author of "Ttn
Trumpet," and a rare work on farming,
and the people's choice for a president.
w.
ana only composed i.nnn vers to pass
Tr vir noo Hum- Jiimwdf.
51 r. Custer IMe't 71r, Conklina-.
A third prison of A isti not nn to whorn I
was presented wria Mr. Cockling Instead
of being Impressed the moment I a him
with the recollection of hie spejeohes ta
public life and Ids CAre-r as a s'atesinao.
I wa loollsh ano trie'rie enor-ph to nott"
the rare mpphirrs in his shirt fruit and to
feel a sense of re!l f on finding that hi
note las Irs hrri'v Iiwnri'.ly T -.erst
malediction on the carlcpturlfta who have
such i-ower to give lvstitg iscpref-sion
with tbpir exst '-ate' 7e!n;la through,
sach wids'.y cir,idHf' rue.V.cma as tha
comic papers. I found Mr. ConVlirg as
tall and aa handsome as hl fripr-ls have
represented him; but his hair nil
Vandyke beard are siow white now. yn
can scarcely imagine how the celiln-nie,
dignified, eloquent sentences fall on rt.f
r nr an. id the ripples of lachter around Ua
arid 'he nmry frllh tongues s;i rat'lit.g oa
as fa--t nj-they could clatter I contrasted
the tinkle of rr:vny tea hells vehement
rtrgine with t h" souiids of a derp-'oried
church bell henri alvove them all Fvery
deliberate sentence was well worth The
closest auer.tSon.
Cntrhlrtz a. Ttilef.
A thief m V.'ilm'r.Kton. N. C, fonod hia
lines cast in hard places when he tried To
enter Lonse through a chimney
01 her night. The laiv of the bouse
nn to find out th
cHve of 'he noise, ana
as the r.'.ght wr.s cold kin
!M a big wood
f re right ?el.w bee ti e tide? was s'
ick.
After being smoVi ai.d roasted for 4
couple of hours the lre-. ster wa pu'.le
out the chimney with sld of a windlass
and land-wl in laM, 11 s.'.Mt aid a wises
mnn
Catching an" I If" 1 ralst.
"Af.v bears .iKi,.;t this neighborhood?
asked a young New YorX fcporteman. M
h" ot off the trrdn hi a small station la
Pennsylvania. While waiting for an an
swer he rested bi puv i w.ly on his tm
and expectorated over res left shouldar.
"RaT'" reirf-aled an old settler. "Ytm'tsj
test in time, -trm.ger. Thu woods ta fsU)
of "em. Are ye r.-ter b'sr '
"N-n lift" replied the young man.
"N-o, not to-day. W-when does the n-naxt
trnln go e-r at
Trop of water falling rxntinuouar
upou a two-inch oak plank would wear a
hole through it in al-ova thirty. five year,
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