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"PATENTS
WI?E GARICETT, Attorney-at-Law,
WASHINGTON, D. C.
Rrfar f.i 3.1 sw.,i pnlr. Waahlncton, D. C
J SlRGiNIA FARMS FOR SALE.
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li-m. iFl.ilM't U, Mne in tlil
HI nl'liT, Itrirhf Itisoao, lJ-g j
jf-lA. I lyr "'otnwlntnt anlt
Diseases of the Momach.
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liia "1.1. of LlI."or if you are
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Jii'iturii t!ir al crtiwiai'nio. a llrrx.
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M pat.oii. l aud iMiirrhiwi. KoU by all
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rj V) i). Diractlo.i. lu luiicniiu ana Oerciaa.
SUR S1UYIKG PARLOR I
Oppsite iounUin Hum. in UotJ'i Ba.IJic;.
HIGH STUEET,rtENSBURG, PA.
J. II. OA NT, Proprietor.
M'HKprituc win alway.nnd at ear p ar.
I ol hu n-, (a t'ulne hour, f.i.rvihinu kept
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IIMPfM bm.1 BIIT. frleea Hff.(.
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Absolutely Pure.
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(trenarth and whole. oninwi. Mora eoonomieal
than the ordinary kind., and eannot be .old la
eompetltlon with the multitude of the low teat,
.hort weight, alum or phosphate powder. Sid
nlif in can. KotaL Bakibs fowosa
Wllt..BW Yobk-
r.ATURE'O
CURE FOR
CONSTIPATION,
hFLMBLC EtIKBI
Far Mrk bteaiaeh.
Far Terpld Liver,
Bllloa Headache,
Ceailveaeaa.
T.rraat. affrrTeaeeat
Se-ltaser Aperient.
It t. certain In Ita affecta
Ttl. gentle la Ita actlB.
It I. palateable to the
ta.te. 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.
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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, - .. .....