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It caa be relied upon to enre, and It eara. by ojii'rixe. aot by ontrag--Ina-, nature. Do cot take violent pantattrei . yoer relva. or allow yonr chil Sick-Headache; dren to take then, a'.way. tie this eleirant pbar uitrenttral preparatloa, wblob ha. been lor more thaa forty year, a public tavortre. Sold by drujjitli versrlitra. AND DYSPEPSIA. Th9 oldnut and belt Imitation lor obtaining a KuKlne.i. KilJfatlon. We have .ucc.tifully pre pirnl thunata of younc men for the active dutle. ol Hie. Furi'ln-olir aldre. I DUFF A SONS, ritUbarE, Pa. Sept. !,-8t. D. LAWCELL'S ASTHMA gCATARRH REMEDY. GOLD BY ALL DRUCCISTS. I! tvlnir Unieirlr.l vo yenrn between life and .'..alh wal- AST HM A or l'HTHTSlt treated by eminent (bvviclati.. and rei-aivinic no benefit. 1 wkj rnirve''cd ilunn. the laec 5 veara of my 111. r.i'.s to ait i'0 niv rhalr dy anl niirtu Katpln tor t'reatU. My nt!-rlnic were beyond deurlptlon. In de.pntr I evperimented on myelf compoand-Inu- ro L and lierb and Inhaling- the medicine thn nh'alne.t. I tortopfi'elv diarovered thl. WliNUFHKn. Pt'KK rtl ASTHMA AlfU t'ATAKKH. w,rranied t relieve the moat atub born c-ui-eol AS I'll M A IN K1VK M1MIES, . hat the patient ran lie down to rest and .leap rr'iufortaMy. 1'leane read the billowing condeoa ed extrartu Irom unsolicited tct:moLlal. all cf re cTt date . I Miver V. 1!. Holme.. San Joae. t'al. write. : "I find the hrr.ely .11 and even more than re pra ter, tel. 1 receive in. tantaneou. relief." K. M. t'lirnon, A. M. Warren. Kao.. write: Wk. treated by eminent pliyaiclan ot thl coun try and Oerraany : tried the climate f differeat s:at nothing aBorded relief like your i rapara tion." I. . H Phelp.. P. M. Cr'.trti, Ohio, write. Saf fred wlrh Asthma .0 years. Yonr medleioe la 8 mtnntt doe more for me than the moat eminent pnT.irt:tn did for me In three year.." II . i?. Plimpton. Juliet HI., write.: "Send Ca tarrh Kemedy at once. Cannot get alone: without It. I find tt the most Taluable medlclc 1 hare ever tried." V bare many other hearty testimonial, of euro or relief, and In order th.t all.'nffererj from A.ib ni, Catarrh, Hay i'ernr, and kmdre-1 dlseaaee mav have an o(brtanlty ot tettlDK ti e value et the Kenii t we will .end to anr addres TKI AL PM KAI'.E FKKK OFtHAKllE. If joar dtx- tall to keep It do not permit him to .ell you ,m worthlra Imitation by hi. repreecntlav It to be juit f tco t. but end directly to u. Write vour name ami a.Mre nlalnlv Addre!. .1. ZlMMtlOIAX A CO.. Propa., Wnoleie'.e Hruiocltii. Wooier, Wayne Co.. O. F ull lz box by mail $1.00. Inaeit. lS7.-ly. B. J. LYNCH, UNDERTAKER, And Manufacturer Jt Dealer lo HOME AND CITY MADE FURNITURE! m:i mm suits. LOUNGES, BEDSTEADS, TABLES CHAIRS, Mattresses, &c., 1G05 ELEVENTH AVENUE, ALTOOXA, PENIVA t-?Citlzerj(i of Cambria County and all other wNhitiK to purchase honest FURJJI Tl'KE. Ac. at honest prion are respectfully Invited lo elve us a rail hefore huvlna; ils wliere. a we are confident tt at we cao meet every want and please) ever.- taste). Prices the ery lawest. 4 lG--80-tt.l PATENTS Obtained and all r A TENT rISlXESS at tended to for SIODEKATE FEES. Our office Is ol polite the U.S. Patent Odlce and we can obtain patent, lo lea time ttan thoao remote from WASHINGTON. Send MODEL OU DRAWINO. We ad Tlse a to patentability f ree'of chary and we mak- NO CIIAKGE CNLESS PATENT IS SECL'KED. We refere, here, to the Poettuaater, the Supt. cf Money Order Div.. and tr the offi cer of the U. S. Patent Office. Eor clrcn Ura advice, terms and references to actual aaents In yonr own state write to C. A. SXOW ie no. Opp. Patent 4IHc Vaiblattea, D. C. I'NKWUALLKU IS TcnejGncli.WcrtoaBsliiii&IlcraMIitT. WILLIAM KABi: A. C. Itea. 104 and Vret Italtlmoea Strew j-ittmjca u. 113 i Uih Avenue. Sow Yoxk. S QUBE FITS! WTiar I rtiie I frrw f ! fr II'. ant tha fUeroi iviurn Aaj .ifi. f ? a reVl.-4 I h m.:. turn .1: al Klla, ivr;i l-iT eM t M evX a i.fw !. I Atr-jil my wmoy ta -tr II. Wool rmwa, liaeAv txhtt ba- l.llel t k r .) U r w rHt in t nr. iwii4ilMfw for trmiw mr. rm Bolll .! t:iy lMfiit.i a'.J V.-pr ti I UA u It, ) n'Ul S ior a trtl, n4 1 wnlrjw ) GILDED SIN. i BY BERTHA M. CLAY. CHAPTER I. The plcasaut vicea of your youth make lah--a which scourge us iu old age '." No words were ever more true, more full of wilom, more full of waru in& than these. . w4 S Mr Jasper Brandon thought on this ChrUtuiM Eve, when the mystery the b-anty, and tenderness of Christ mas seamed to stir the quiet atmosphere of tiecn's Chare. lie sat alone in his library. Ont-nde the sky wan clear and hlue, the air cold and biting; the hour frost lay white on the ground the trees, th hedge, and the evergreens were hriht with it. Through the silent frosty air came the joyous music of Christmas lIIs what sorrow, what pain, what lost lore, what dead hopt-s, what pathetic happiness! He listened, and his face grew sadder as the music came sweeter an 1 clearer. Other music as sweet ar.d hopeful came to him the sounds of laughter and son& for Q'leeii'a Chace was tilled with visitors, and they were keeping Christmas right loyally. He wished the bells would cease ring ing; t here was some mute reproach to him in the sound. He wUhed that Christmas were over; it brought him a I and sorrowful memories. The only folly of Lis youth had grown into a lash t hic-li scourged him, whit-h brought deep line of pain'and sorrow into hie face, which darkened the bright world an 1 eaus.d even Christmas to be full oi s;:d memories. As he sat thinking it all over, it seem ed to hi in that that one folly was to hiia the dearest part of his life. Kveu nor, ulu'ti years had closed over it, when time should have almost obliter ated it even now it was the brightest recollection he bad; it tdool out a ;?1 Jen memory from the backgronn I of a dark life a love so sharp, s-j sudden, so beautiful, so keen, so passionate, that the dead ashes of it stirred the life within liiai. This was the story of Lis folly mid his love. a ' He, Sir JAsper Brandon, was the only son of lus parents. His father, Sir rT:m; is, married late in lite; his mother, Lady Man 1, was young ; he was their only t-hil I ami he was worshipped alter a fashion tliat could have naught but evil results. The anxiety with which his mother watched by his little bed. her a;o:iy of fear if even his finger ached, his father's equally sjt-ech!es prido and joy in him, were almost pitiful to behold ; they would fain have regu late 1 even the very breath of heaven which blew on him. No child was ever ho surrounded with love and care. He j;rew up the very idol of their hearts ; and what seemed wonderful was that the boy returned this love by one equally passionate and devoted. The I'randons came of a Norman race, courtly, passionate, and silent a race capable of grandest deeds, but si lent and re.-erved, imperious in love, implacable in war swift, keen, sure, silent a race that led hidden lives that the world never kuew. They were all alike, thesj Bran loitsof tjuetrn's t'haee, dark, proud, haughty, passionate men, swift to love, and loving with terrible intonsity; swift to hate, and hating with bitter animosity men of strong pasiou. i great virtues and great f .t it t s handsouie men, all of them, with dark, clear-cut, proud faces faces t.o, that men trusted and women loved. The young heir, Jasper Brandon, was in no way inferior to his ancestors. In his twentieth year the manhxd within him seemed suddenly to awaken to life. He would have no more indulgence, no more jeiting and humoring. They might love hi in j list as tnudt, even more if they coul L but he must assert his ri.-hts. He told his parent- that he was piin o:i a tonr through Europe, and that fr the next year or two they must be content to trust him to himself ; yet, when the time came for bidding them a lieu he almost repented of his decision. His mother clung to him, her tender arms clasping bis neck, her tears falling on his face his father held his hands. "You will remember, Jasper, he said, "thut you hold my life in your hands. I t-hould never survive any wrone-doing of yours." He smiled to himself, this proud young heir, thinkiui how improbable it was that he would l guilty of any "wrong doing." "If you live until I grieve you, fa ther," he answered, "you will never die," and those were his farewell words. He travelled through Norway and Sweden, through Germany and Hol land, through fair France and sunny Spain; but be lingered longest in fair and fruitful Italy, where it seemed to him that his soul first woke to its full and perfect life. Venice had the great est chartu for him; imterial Koine, gay Florence, ancient Verona, time-honored Milan, were all beautiful, but Venice charmed him ; he loved it as a lovei loves his mistress. All the poetry and passion of his nature woke to life there. The dark ol 1 palaces, the silent canals, the tranquil waters, the swiftly-gliding gondolas, were all so many oems to him. He stool one day musing as he looked at the sculptured walls of a ducal palace, musing on the grand old Veron ese tragedy of "luimw) and Juliet," thinking of the balcony scvn , and the love that must have shone in the girl'a fue," t when suddenly from the lat tice of a wiri'tow near a girl's face leepe l out a girl's face aud he saw it only for on minute, yet in that tnin tite the whole current of his life was caan w L lie "ore that Ihj had tlioiight that at some distant time he should marry, and that fair children would gro'.v up around him, but ho had given u i thought to love. Now a swift deep love took possession of liiui; he felt that that girl's face was the star of his life. It was only a girl's face, with hair of liItt gold, and eyes of darkest hue a face with a beautiful mouth a fac that, once seen, could never be forgot ten. The girls looked slowly up and down the broad waters ; then her eyes fell on the face upraised to hers, and she disapieared. By dint of persevering inquiry he found out who she was, and learned her history; he resolved that he would marry her. Her name was Giulia li Cyntlut, and she lived in a dull, gloomy, half-mined old palace with her elder sister Assunto. They were the last descendants of a noble but ruined race. In the life of the elder fcister As sunta there had been a tragedy. She had been beautiful in her youth, with the dark picturesque beautv of the Venetian women ; and her lover, who held an apointment under the Vene tian Government as it existed then, had gone to 1 in-land on political business, and there had len foully and treacher ously murdered. For this Assunta hated the English and England with a deadly hatred. She prayed morning and night for vengeance njon the per fidious and accursed country ; she would have seen an Englishman die of hunger at her feet rather th in have re lieved hira with even a crust of bread. She was twenty years older than Giulia, and every year grew bitterer. Their parents had died when she was twenty six and the little golden-haired Giulia only six. They had but little money ; the gloomy old palace, with its faded hangings, its worm-eaten furniture, its air of dcay, was theirs, but the income left to them was but scanty. Asaunta brought up her little sister to hate Eng land. Iray. child," she would say, "that Heaven may bless every land except England. Pray tliat the sun may shine and the dew fall on every land except that. It is accursed, for inixx-ent blood was shed there." But Giulia could not learn to hate; when she had finished her prayers, she woul I say in a low voice that Assunta could not hear "Heaven Lless Eng land too'." " ' Assunta watched the little Giulia grow until she became one of the love liest maidens in Venice ; but, when Jasper Brandon came from the land which she held accursed and Asked for her treasure, she would not l"1" to him. She drove him away with stern, cruel words ; she told him she would rather that her beautiful Giulia lay drowned and dead in the waters of the canal than that she became his wife. He had met her only five or six times when he asked her to le his wife? he had not written home about her. His whole life had been abeoritcd in his love. He had forgotten his country, parents, friends; the swift, keen, sud dn passion had taken possession of him ; he had no life outside it, and he came of a race that never hesitated in love nor faltered in war. When As sunta drove him from the threshold with bitter words, he made up his mind what to do. Ixoking into the face of the girl he love.1, he said : . "I cannot live without you. Send me away if you will I will not live. Come with lue, and I will make this world heaven for us both." -a , She assented. He married her un known to everyon, and took her away to a little place on the Mediterranean. Assunta redoubled her prayers. Evil should, evil must, come to the country which railed such monsters of men sous. She vowed ' solemnly never in life to S" or speak to Giulia again and she kept her word. On those sweet southern shores Jas per and Giulia dwelled for one year. Tiny lived on love one entire happy year. There were times when Jasper routed himself, to wonder, what his parents would say when he took his young bride home. He h.td n time t ask for their consent to his marriage, and when he was married he had many misgivings. Ho knew that th.y had great hopes as to his marriage - that they w Uhed him to wed LaJy Marie Valdoraine ; so he felt that, ierhaps, it would be better if he said nothing aboit it until he took his young w ife home. Then, w hen they saw her, when their eyes dwelled on the beauty of ln-r most fair fa-e, they would forgive him and love her. , . So for this one happy year they lived on beauty and love on sunshine and flowers. And they were so unutterably happy that it seemed as though the ordinary doom of man was not to fall on them. "There has never been a lore so strong, so beautiful as ours," he would say to her. So amid the olives and the vines, amid the gorgeous flowers and the starry blossoms on the shores of the sapphire sea, under the light of the golden sun and shining stars, amid the music of birds and the laughter of sweet blos soms, they lived and loveL Only one year, and then the little child whose coming was to have crowned their hap piness Wits born ; hut its birth cost its mother her life, and the same day on wiiich the liiuo Veronica oeueu ui-r eyes, her mother, the beautiful golden haired Giulia, dosed her own forever. Swift to love and swift to hate were the I'randons of tjneen's Chace. He had loved the young mother with keen, intense p:iiion he hated the child with swift, keen hatred. "Take it from niy sight" he said to the weeping women. "-Let me never see it. It has cost its mother her life." And they carried it away, weeping womanly tears of compassion. He could not forgive the child be cause of its mother's death tie could not look at it. The nurses said the babe had its mother's eyes; and he thought to himself that to ace Giulia's eyes iu another's face would kill him. He was more than half distraught when he bade Giulia's chief attendant write to Assunta to tell her of her lister's death. She came at once. Per haps the sight of the beautiful home ho had prepared for his lost wife touched her heart, for, though she sternly re fused t see Jaser, she declared her intention of adopting the chil L Sho would not exchange one word with h'tn. All liwiness was transacted through the kind friend who had stood by Giulia's death-bed. Assunta pro;n Lsexl to adopt the child if .Tamper wo il l renounce all claim to her if he would allow her to bring her up after her own fashion, in perfect itfuoraucc of him and all belong ng to him, believing that her parents were dead ; moreover, he must promise never to claim her. - He was kneeling by his dead wife's F-ide when these conditions were brought to him, and the dumb white lips could not open to say, "Irve her because she was mine," the cold bands could mt be clasped in supplication tol lim, the mother's heart coul.l not speak in the closed eyes. The only human being who coul 1 have saved the little one lay there, "stone dead and still;" ami as he looked at the beauti ful face, so calm in the majesty of death, he turned to the bearer of the message and said: 'Tell Assunta di Cyntha that in pro portion as I loved my wife I dislike the child, and that I give her entirely to her, never wishing to see her or hear of her ajain." At the same time he was just. He offered to settle a certain sum of money on the little one, more tlian suilicieiit to educate her and to dower her. As sunta's pale face flushed crimson when she heard it. . "1 touch tlxat accursed English gold !" she cried. "I would see all Venice perish l.rst !" , Without another word she took the child in her arms and left the house. Even in death slie refused to look on the face of her sister again. . Then came for Jasper a long blank. He remembered in after years that he had titood by the grave of his wifo -he remembered falling upon it with aloud bitter cry then came a blank. The rotes and passion-flowers were in full bloom when tliat haptiened; when he recovered his senses, the roses ha,l withered, the passion-flowers were dead, and the winter was coming. He was lying, not in his own house wise doctors had forbidden that but in one of the lare hotels in Venice, fighting for life. Ho lived, but the world was never the same to him aain. His youth, bis love, his hopes, bis heart all lay in the grave of his young wife. He was never the same. When he w as strong enough to travel, he returned home, and bis parents were almost bj bide themselves with grief at his chang ed face. "A fever caught in Italy," explained it alL I-a Jy Brandon sighed mournful ly over it. "Ah, if he had but been content to stay at home !" . v Then he realized what he had done, what he had suffered, what he had lost. He was not ashamed of his marriage, but he shut np the sweet sad love-story in his heart, guarding it as a miser pilar is his gold nt to have saved bis life could he have spoken Giulia's name. It seemed impossible to him that any one should ever understand that sweet mad love of his. How should they? And he could not teH thrm. He could not bare that wouu ltoany human eye. It wtmM haveb"en easier for him to plnnjre a sword into his heart tlun to talk of iiulia and Veu'cu. He rhut up thf sweet sid story iu his heait and lived on it. People c.-.lle 1 him proud and cold, reserved an 1 silent; they never dreamed of the burning love N-neath the ic?; there was no ono who ever sustected liim of a wild passionate love and a sorrow tliat would be bis until he died. No one knew that he had loved as few loved, and that his hoart lay buried in a dead wife's gravj. Time passed on, he grew stronger ; the full tide of health aud strength returned to hint, and with it came a louring t take his snare in the full active Life around him. "Make me feel the wild puliation that I felt IpcIot the atrife. When I had my day. before me, and the tumult or my life' That was his one cry work, toil, labor anything that could teach him to forget. He plunged into the hotte-st fray of political life; his speeches rang through all England ; men named him with deepest admiration. He was a power in the State; he spent his days in work, his nights in study. Did ho forget? At times, when busy uiemlers round hiui were disputing vehemently, he found himself standing on the Bialto at Venice, gazing at a sweet girl-fac. He found himself tinder th x with roses and passion-flowers clusterinp at hie feet, white hands warmly clasped in his own, and a golden head lying o:i his breast. They wondered, those who watched him, why at times he rose sud denly w ith a stifling cry, flinging out his artus as tliough the breath of life failed him. They thought the passion of his own words moved him. How should they guess of the sweet short love and the tragedy which had ended it? Once, and once only, he was induced to enter a theatre; it was when one of the finest living tragedians was to aj pear. He never thought of Asking what the play was but when the curtain rose and he saw Venice, he alinottt swooned like a dead man, smitten with a terrible pain. Still no one knew the cause; it was all buried in his own heart he himself was the sepulchre of his love. Time passed on. Sir Francis grew old and feeble; his one longing wit to see his son married before lie died. The first time that he mentioned it jAsper drew back with horror ou his face. "Marry: He with his heart in that far-oil gravj 1 And the father, looking into the pon's face, saw a tragedy there. He said no more to him for a long time; but one day, when he was weak and ill, he cried out : "Jasper, j-ou must marry. "My son, let me see your children round my knees before I die," -sa,i The words touched him irreatly; and that same day his mother came to him with a pleased, expectant look ou hei face. Jasper," she sai.L "the daughter of my dearest friend is coming to t nen's Cliaee M arii Val Joraine anil I should die hippy if I could see her your wife." Lady Marie came a handsome ani matel blond', with the worship of mammon in her heart. She was most lively and f iscinating. She won the l"art of sir Francis. She made Lady Brandon love her; even Jasper, with the shadow of dead love darkening his life, was pleased with her. Lady Marie Viddoniine was of the world worldly; she knew the just value of everything. She saw that there was no position in England more enviable than th.it of I-i ly Bran Ion of Queen's Chace, an 1 she determined that it shouid be hers. She devoted herself so entirely to Jas per that in a certain way he relied upon her; her keen worldly knowledge and her just appreciation of persons and things were useful to him. "If you are really going to devote your life to politics," sai l a frien 1 t him one day, "you sfioul 1 marry Lady Marie. She could manage everything for you." - . , And the end of it was, that to give pleasure to his parents, he married Ijtdy Marie. But he was quite honest w ith her. He did not tell her the story of his marriage he could not have' lonie her questions, hpr wonder, her remarks, nnd have lived his dead love was far too sacred for that but he told her that he had no love to give her, but honor and enteein only. Lady Mario smiled in the most charming manner. She mentally con gratulated herself if she could have all the f-ood things that belonged to Queen's Chace w ithout being teased about love, so much the better. . The marriage took place, and every one thought well of it: people said it wasthetnot suitable match th;-y had ever known universal approval fol lowed it. Sir Francis declared he had nothing left to live fur. Lady l'r.mdon was quite content. As time passe 1 on, it became more and more evident that the marriage w:is a most suitable one. 1-ady Marie Brandon flung herself heart and soul into her husband's iiit-.-resu he owned himself that she was his right hand. When his reasoning, his clear, pitiless logic, failed, then her powers of fas illation succeeded. Lady Marie I'.ran don Itccauie a power in her way, her season in town was always one long brill ant success, her drawing-rooms were alwa3s crowded, people atten led her balls and soirees as though they had received royal hidings. Jasper had his reward. When old Sir Francis lty dying, he called his son to his bedside and laid his trembling hands in blessing on him. "You have been a good son to me, Jasjer," he said. "You have never given me one moment's sorrow or pain. So in dying I bless you an 1 tliauk you." They were pleasant words; they re paid him for having sscriiieM his in iliuation and married Lady Marie Val doraine. Old Sir Francis die! with a smile on his face, and Jasper succeeded him. Some months afterward a little daughter was bom to him, who by his mother's wish was called Katherine, nnd when Katherine was a child of s -ven lidy Brandon died. Then Sir Jasper and his wife took up their alo le at Queen's Chace. The time came when his name was a tower of strength in the Ian L w hen men rejoiced to se 3 him at the head of the mightiest party, w hen he became the very hope of the n ttion from his clear, calm judgment, his earn est trutli, his marvellous talents. No one ever asked if he" were happy iu the midst of it alL He was courtc 1, xpular, famous, but his face was not the face of a happy man, and ohoe his wife never forgot it he ha I fallen asleep after perhaps the most brilliant reception ever accorded to a public man, and when Iidy Brandon went to rouse hi m, the pillow on which his head had lain was wet with tears. CHAPTER IL Seventeen years had jwissed since the birth of Katherine Bran "rw -nd no other ciiiiu had been given to Queen's Chte. The lonp-w ished-for heir had never appeared, and the hoes of both parents were centred in the beautiful young heiress. She w as just seventeen, and a more perfectly lovely ideal of an English girl could not have been fouud. To look at her was a pleasure. Tiie tall slender figure with its perfect lines and curves, the face with' its glow of youth ful health, the subtle craco of move ment, the free easy carriage, tho quick graceful step, were all as pleasant as they were rare. Lika her mother, she was a blonde beauty, but she had more color, greater vigor. Her hair was of golden brown pure gold in the sun light, brown in the shade.. Her eyes were of a lovely violet hue ; they hx)ked like pausies steeped in dew. Her face had a most exquisite color, lilies and roses so perfe.-tly blended that it w as impossible to tell wherj one began and the other ended. It was an English face no other land could have produced such a one. The mouth was beautiful, the lips were sweet an I areh, revealing little white teeth that shone like pearls; a lovely dimple chin, a white rounded throat, and beautiful ban Is, completed the list of charms. There was an air of vitality and health about her that was irresistible. She was as English in character as in face. She was essentially Saxon, true in th'iught, worl,'anl lel, sincere, e.tri'.est traiisiwireiiMv candid, generous slightly prejudiced and intolerant, proud with a quick, bright pride that was but "a virtue rim to se -d"' a most charm ing, lovable charaet?r, not perhaps of the most exa'ted type. Sho would never have ma io a poetcssor a tragedy queen ; there was no sad, tragical story iu her lovely young faee ; but she was essen tially womati'y, quickly moved to Mv ct:i' -s pity and compassion, keenly sensitive, nobly g'lierous. AU her short sweet life she had been called "Heiress of Queen's Ch-ice." She was woutan enough to be more than p!e.".s -d wit't r lot in lift she was prnu 1 of it. She loved the bright beautiful world, and, above all, she loved her own share in it. She wonM rather hive be n heiress of Queen's Chace, she de: l irel. than Queen of England. She loved th-: phu-e, she i n joyed tho honors an I nd vsti.ta'gvs connected with it. She bad iiihesited just sutiicieiit ol her mother's character to make h -r r.t'pieciat ? tho advantages u her wsitio!i. '1 ii ereat diilcren-.v between them was that li iy Brandon loved the wealth, the pomp, the hjiiot-.-i of the world, while Kati;e riiie loved its brightness and it U it'.-. . - . Sir Japer was very much at tidied to his daughter; his own wii never re minded him oi hU lost love, but his daughter did. Something in her bright, glad youtli, in her sunny laughter, iu her bright eyes, reminded him. of tho bcantiiul Venetian girl whom he ha 1 loved s j madly. In those later years all the love of his life had centr-d in his daughter, all the little happiness that lie enjoyed came from her with her he forgot his life-long pain, and was at peace. She was heiress of Queen's Chace. He had taken the greatest pride and care in her education. She was accom plished in the full sense of the word. She spoke Fr ndi, Italian, and t ierm-m. Sh'e sung with a clear, sweet voiee. She danced gracefully, and was no mean artist, llcr lather had taken card that no pains should be spared iu her education, no expense, no labor. The result was she developed into a Lril-liantly-aceo:i-!plished girl. He was de lighted with her. Katherine Brandon had mad her rfib"t ; royal eyes had glanced kindly at the fair, bright young face. She had more lovers than she could count ; a lK'auty, a great heiress, clever, accom plished, with a laugh like clear music and spirits that never failed, no wonder that some of the most eligible men in England were at her feet, s-ha only laughed at them at present. It was the time ior smiles ; tears would come afterwar 1. II there was one she liked a little bett-ir than th iv.,t, it was Lor 1 Wynlcigh, the son of th s Earl of Woodwyn, the poorest carl iu Englan I. Lord Wynleigh was ban d.-o:ne an 1 clever. He lull h. id a bar 1 light with the world, for he fouud it di::icult to keep up appearances on a s:m'l in come; but he forgot his p ivriy and everything else when he fell in love with harming, tantalizing, imperious Kath rine Bran Ion. Would she ever care for him? At present the di .Terence iu her behavior toward him ;m l her other lovers was that slie laughed more at him, aTected greater indifference to him, but never looked at hiiu, and she, Hushed c unison at the mention of his name. That same year Sir Jasper was much overtask d with work ; he was s i ill as to lie compelled to consult a physi-ian, who told him that he could not al ways live at high pressure, and that if he wishe 1 to save himself he nvist give up work and rest for a tiiu . In order to do this, t'.ie illustrious statesman decil ed ou going to Queen's Chace, the home that he loved so welL Someone sug gested tliat he should go abroad, llo shrunk with horror fro.u the idea. So the whole family went to Qn-ens Chace. Sir .Jasper invited a party of friends for Christmas. Until Christmas he pio.ulsel himself perf-vt tvs. It was at the beginning of October t'.:ii he received the letter which si alt. -red the course of bis life and that of other It was fro u Assunta ui Cyntha - written on lier ueath led. Perhaps her ap proathing dissolution had shown her that siie had misjudged some things an 1 mi.-taken others. She wrote to the man whom she h i I luted with sueh deadly hate, and the words she uved were more gracious than any she bad ever used before. She told him tLat she should rejoin her sister the yomg wife he ha I so dearly loved an 1 that she could not lie until her child was safe and well provided for. "If I had money of my own," she wrote, "1 should not trouble you ; but 1 have none my income dies with me, and the old palace that has been my own passes into other hands. I have' nothing to leave my beautiful Veronica, an 1 you must take her. She is beauti ful an 1 gifted, but she is unlike ot!i -r girls because she has led a Ion l v iif . She believes that her father is d : 1. She knows nothing of her parentage or of her birth. I have taught her Heaven pardon me if I have done wrong 1 to hate the English. My b-s sons may War evil fruit or gool--I know not. I understand the child as no one else ever can, and I say to you most decide lly, if ever you wish to win her love or her heart, do not shot k her at first by telling her that you are her fathr-r; rememlier she had !een taught to bite the English, an 1 t be lieve thiMier father is dea-L Let lier learn to know you and to love you first, then tell her when you will. I imprest this on yon, for 1 know her well. I will forward by her all papers that are necessary to prove her birth. Send for Veronica at once. I know that 1 hate not many hours to live." He was sitting in the drawing room at Queen's Chare when that letter was brought to him. . His daughter Kath erine was at the piano, singing some of the old Eneli-h ballads that he loved. 1-ady Brandon lay on the couch, cn gro.ved in a novel. A clear, bright life was burning in the 'grate: the warm a'r was perfumed wllh the odor of llowi-r--. lie raised his haggard face as he read. Great lloavcn, what was he to do ? Ho had almost forgotten the very existence of the chill. She had faded from his memory. His passion tte love for her beautiful mother was as keen as ever -lis full of life as it had been on the first day he met her ; but the child he had disliked; the child had cost her mother her life. Why had Assuuti given her that sweet, sal name of "Veronica"? What was he to do with her wlcn she came ? lie lookedat his handsome wife, with her li'ih-bred face and dignified ji :jinn-r, he looked sit his lovely young daugl.t r, and then bowed bis heal in despair. A thought had pierced his soul. Dur ing all these years be had forgotten the chil 1 : she had passed, as it were, out of bis life; Assunta had taken her, and would keep her. Sh hud refused his hi p, she would have nothing fi m Lim. She v. 'raid t.ri;e i;o u.oucy, u-it" ;my thing else iiom him. she had told him that he mast wash his bauds of the child, nn 1 h ha 1 done so. I f ever be thought a'.out her. be concludedtb.it she would be brought up in entire ignorance of 111:-land r.Uil of Li iu, thr.t the would merry srte e Yiiit ti.in; but of late he h.nl thought l ut little of her, and dur ing the pr.st three or lour years she had iaded fri.in his mind. So the letter was a terrible blow to' him. lie asked himself what he should ilo. for it hsd suddenly oecnred to hini thtit Veronica was his eldest daughter, an 1 that s'ie--not the golden-haired girl singing with the clear voiee of a bird wes the hein ss of Queen's Chace, aud the thought pierced his soul likeasioirp eword. What should he do ? liLs iirst in. pulse was to tell his story ; then becOiid thoughts came he would not. f a 1 pi ple living his wife was, perhaps the i.uost unsympathetic; he toiod Lot take the treasured love-story frmn Lis I crrt and hold it up to public g.ij; l e could not have uttered the name of Giuaa, nor have tol l howf-he died, whi n tho s;in was setting, with Ltr In ad oa his breast. It would have In en easier for him to tear the living, beating heart from bis bivast than to iO Li's. lie could imagine his wife's cold, proud, ban L-ouiu eyes dilating in un lid'igatel wonder; he could bear the ct.ld, grave voice saying, "Whit a ro mance I Why have you hidden it ail these years?" lie could anticipate the sneers, the comments about the great fet.-.tesaian's love-story. Ah, if it had but been possible for him to uie With her! So he sat there musing, with As s'.mta's letter in bis haul, lie found after'.vard that he hud missed one para graph, in which she told him that she had pr.-pired Veronica to live for the future with her Eng'ish guar Jinn. Sir Jasjier Brandon suffered keenly. Ho was an English gentleman, with Eng'ish notions of right and wrong. He hated all injustice, all concealment, all deceit, nil lraud, all wrong-doing, ail dishonesty ; yet he did not, on receipt of Assunta s letter, tell his wife and daughter the trutli. He said to himself that he would come to no decision, that be would wait und see what Veronica was like. "Yon look perplexed and thoughtful, papa," sai 1 Katherine Brun Ion. "Let tne help you. Woiik n's w its. they say, are quicker and keener thmi men's." "It is a libel," be replied, trying to Fpeak lightly. "I may wi ll look j.er plexc'l, Katherine I ain dismayed." Lady Brandon closed her book an 1 looked at him. To be Continued. A Heroic Touug Lau. "The funniest thing I ever ran ncro- in the ten years 1 have hel l this position happ 'lied t ester ley,' s:;i 1 my friend, the ticket agnt. "A young man came to the window and bought a ten-ride; family suburban ticket. After paying for it he ic-ked me to punch out seven rides. I didn't exactly und. rstan I what he wanted, ;m I told him the conductor would attend to that all right enough. He then explained tome that bis wile had given hint a ticket that morning con taining lour rides; he bal used otu coming iu and lo.Sk the ticket during the day, aud rather than admit having lost it lie bought the new ticket an i h i I thj same number of rides punched out." The 1'oet'a Dream. Poet (reading a newspaper) ".In the wall of the house where Shakspeare lived a tablet ha; been placed." Friend "O, yes, it lre.piently happen that a tablet marks tho room where a great poet lived." Poet (sighing) "I hop? that so'n?bo ly will do as much for ine when 1 am deal and gone." Frien 1 "i've no doubt of it' Poet "Do you real I v think so i. l'riend "Indeed I do." Poet And wdiat inscription do you suppose there will be on the tablet?" i rn nd "Room to Rent." Tiie Sugar Ixa II at. I noticed a man p- ing in the lobhv of the Metropolitan Opera House the other ni-ght, holding in his hand a hat of the shapo of a sugar loaf. Ho was npnarcnt ly a dude by profession, at least that's w h-.t I gathered from bis "get up." collar was abnormally high, his face win pinched, his cheeks" were tinged with rouge nnd his raven locks scattered over his narrow, receding brow ma le a pic ture which was certaiulv worth study ing. I watched this little thing'' for Boiuo time, oe.t of curiosity, to see what sort of en e:ictt his new f.ingled hat would make w hen placed upon bis re markable looking herd. I did r.ot li.ivo to wait long, and a more t-xtraordinrry looking picture never presented itself to my eye. The dudes are resotisii-le for a good deal, but I hope In tin: cause of mi bring humanity they will never lo allowed to exist long enough to iniro lin o a f us h ion of pointed silk hats. Heaven knows, wo s o enough cm er things kr.o l:iug alo it the streets without hav ing the night male hideous an I daylight objection ible by con-tant visions cf tkii tiey lU'OesU'j.si'y, - .. .....
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