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NUMBER 36.
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late ones are.
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log to tend fur aaaiplea you may mla a tat
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Our salts early In the season are always
very larnn. as buyers like to purchase from
a complete stock.
S'pti'oiher Is the best month to buy dress
good ami here Is the best place.
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the s.nie day they are received.
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A
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am nevvr vvitliDiu a '"x of thfMn pilia."
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ttl severe
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Aver s Tills set me rij;ht acaiu." A.J.
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"Ayur's Pills aro in general demand
aunni our customers. Our sales of
U.tm mi-iinl thosn t,f n!t other pill rotu
hmet have nuver known thera
Uil to ive entire oatisfai-tion."
r:ht i llauneliy, San Diego, Teaa.
Cr. J. c. Ayer & Co., Lowell. Mas
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J" n un huaUi.. at the old staad opposite the
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li Xu tb b"t '"ner and at the lowest
uT.r.a ericas.
at ?T . P,lt'tlsry work either made or sold
TIN UOOKiNd SIKCIA1.TY.
u't I.T . r'11 nd t,r7 yoaraelTe aa to my
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I eer all other la sailtna- jw ,
prC ABSOI.ITELT rlRK. AID
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Still b.ttrr !
KiB-a'. DoMrn Weddlnv. tan year eld. Fall
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Hotter etlll '.
Kentucky Bnarbon. tea year eld. Foil
qe.rt. l 1. or SH OO per dozea.
Aedoaeof the moat falnabl) Wblskle on our
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The Pare Elxht Tear Oi l Kxpnrt )ackechela
er Full quarto tl on. or 110 per doien.
There lino Wotsl; that baa erer been enld
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It a our old F.xiKrt. anl the simple reaeon la
that It utterly lupoasible to duplicate It.
l'h.re will nver r. any let ap la the parity
and flo. fl.Tor in any particular ul the Pare 111
lurala W Inea we are now aelllnar at to cents per
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AT FORTY-FIVE.
"Haltr' cry the bugles, down the column's
length.
Aad nothing loth to halt and rest am L
For summer's heat had somewhat taxed ay
strength.
And long the dusty ways before me lie.
The dew that glittered when the echoing horn
Called reveille to greet the waking day:
The cool sweet shadow of the cheery mora.
The birds that thrilled the busies' rouode-
iy;
The scented violets, wtth eyes of blue.
That breathed aweet Incenee when we trod
them down;
The wild wood buds and blooms of brightest
hue.
Fair prophecy ot honor's radiant crown;
And sUl that made the earlier marching tight.
Hive passed 1 ke incense of the ro-.y hours.
And many a beaten flld of fiercest fight
Lues between noonday and auroral flowers.
For all Its pronvse. morning bronrht as care.
So soon its sonfrs and pleasant shadowa
passed ;
Our ambushed foes larked In each woodland
fair;
Oa every smiling plain we saw them massed.
Our standards gay, war's bright, beraldle
page
Our uniform, with gold and stiver drest.
Are rent and t rn In battle's furious rave.
Blood-stained and marred with dust eaoa
glittering crest.
The light, young hearts that made a Jest of
Ufa
And laughed at death whoa we broke camp
at dawn
Changed are their merry songs for shouts of
strte.
Or bushed where valor mourns a comrade
gone.
And lo.tering here awhile, at "rest at ease,"
1 note the shadowa falling to the eaat;
Beh:nd Die, plume crowned, looms the hill,
whose trees
Prom sed us glory, wealth, and love and
peace.
Beckoned us oa when morning time was
br Kht
To certa nty of victory and rest;
And now 'tis afternoon; 'iwill soon be night;
And I have passed the green hill's waving
crest.
"Forward the bugles call; ready am I;
For though my atep hath lost Us springing
gait,
I am more prompt to march: quick to obey;
Leas apt to question or to hesitate.
Yet. when some belted trooper sailors by
I lilt my eyes, warned by tbe swift hoofs'
tramp.
And hall him with the Infantryman's cry:
"Ho, comrade, tell me bow far 1st to
campf
-Robert J. Bnrdette, In Brooklyn Eagle.
AUNT BECKY'S REMEDY.
A. Case In Whlcn It Proved aa
Effectual Cure.
"Ilonry. Ruo docs not eeom at all
well. Sho has boon f'rowinjj pale and
ho.iow-eyed for soruo time; and now
.ho docs nothing- but mope about and
road and nigh. I don't understand it'
'I had not noticed it, Ellen. I'er
bapa she reads too much, I see she is
a perfet-t book-worm. It rather runs
in my side of the fami'y to be literary
and I have thought Rue was inclined
that way, too."
"I can't imagine what alia her.
She seems low-piritea and unhappy,
and she surely has no reason to be so."
Of course she hasn't. Ellen. What
an idea a girt not yet sixteen un
happy! It must be her blood is out of
order. Spring is here and the needs
some sort of toning up. Let Dr.
Miles fix up some tort ot tonic for
her."
'Tre boon thinking that porhaps a
chanpe of air would do her good.
AY hat do you say to sending her out
in the country to Ilecky's? The fresh
country air must surely help her; and
I am really too busy with all my
household cares to care for her prop
erly." That is just the thing-. Ellen.
Why didn't you think of it before?
Rocky will be in her element to have
one to coddle. She used to dose me
the whole time when I was small, and
she cured mo quicker than a doctor
could, too. Send her to her at once."
This wns the conversation I over
beard between my father and mother
as I lay upon the sofa in the parlor.
1 was delighted. But it was not so
much at the prospect of going to Aunt
IWky's as 1 was at the fact that the
family seemed at last to be convinced
of my declining' health. For nearly
a year I had been suffering from what
I felt to be a neglect to comprehend
the workings of my finer nature, men
tal and physical, and I had been grow
ing most delightfully miserable. I
was a great reader, as my father said;
and the clas of books I enjoyed most
was that of romance wherein the he
roines were pale, and sad-eyed, sickly
and interesting, full of trouble and woe.
and who pined away from various
causes., such - as unrequited affection,
an unsympathetic world, and a gen
eral misunderstanding of their inner
longings by those who surrounded
them.
I doted upon poetry, and the more
dismal and soul-harrowing and ob
scure the more I doted upon it. I
was particularly fond of those pas
sages which referred in vague terms
to early death, though I could not
have explained what there was about
them that gave mo so much pleasura
ble pain. I only knew, aa I have said,
that .1 was delightfully miserable. I
- had triexl to be as much like my hero
iirea as possible. A copious supply of
chaik. - cloves and slate pencils, in
which I indulged my appetite secretly,
had aided me in it so far as to cause
mo to grow quite pallid. My features
were near enough to the regulation
type not to bo a source of anxiety to
me; and hair and eyes being black as
the "raven's wing" and a sloe," in
dividually, I considered it unnecessary
to attempt any Improvement on nat
ure in the former, while the latter I
simply penciled about the eyebrows in
order to make them more lustrous.
As a consequence my countenance at
this timo was quite striking. So it
pleased rue much to see that I had at
tracted attention to my decline.
The neat few days were occupied in
preparations for my departure to Aunt
Becky's. Tho suddenly awakened
family solicitude at my condition was
evinced by Indulgence in all the
luxuries fruits and other delicacies
which could be procured, while young
er children were repeatedly told to
"wait on sister Rue while she la here;"
and the ambiguity of thi command
was a graliyixK At) tLo constant
attendance which all danced upon me
for those few days.
'She can hardly last through an
other winter," one caller said to an
other In a guarded whisper, thinking
me asleep in the hammock outside the
window.
She need not have guarded the ro
mark at all. for It would not have
troubled me in the least I was lying
meditating upon the affinity of souls
and my lack in finding one In this
world to respond to my own; and such
a thing as not lasting through another
winter was perfectly in accord with
cy pleasant thoughts just then.
Not that I was so miserable that I
wanted to die. but that it was part of
my programme to die young. Did not
all my favorite Arabellas and Ethel
indas do so, or came so very near It
that it amounted to the same thing as
far as sentiment was concerned F And
aa for reality I thought very little
about it. Death in the abstract was
what held fascination for me.
So in this frame of mind 1 started
for Aunt Becky's, accompanied by my
father, who, as he placed me In her
care at the country station for he had
lo return immediately to the city said
to her in an undertone:
Becky, do all you can for her.
Cure her, if possible; but humor her,
as she seems not long for this world."
She gave a sharp glance as she
seated me in the low basket phaeton
and gathered up tbe pony's reins; and
she kept up her swift glances as we
rode out to the farm, varying them by
occasional terse questions.
'Been sick long. Rue?"
"For nearly a year," I languidly
replied.
"What's the matter?"
'I don't know."
"Have aches and pains or cough?"
"No that is. not much." I had for
gotten that a cough was usual in cases
of decline, and forthwith proceeded to
give a little oao a very unnatural one
1 felt it to be at the time.
Another sharp look.
"That ain't any consumption cough!
Well, how do you feel, any way?"
'). Aunt Becky, just as if it would
be perfectly heavenly to lie right
down and die."
My far-away look as I contemplated
the blue sky was intended to settle
forever the question as to my condi
tion; and it seemed to, though not la
just the way 1 had expected.
"Pish!" was her contemptuous ejac
ulation. "Die! Well, you ain't going
to just yet not from any thing you're
got now."
I had no chance to reply to this un
feeling remark, as we had reached the
farm.
For several days I wandered idly
around, swinging in the hammock I
had brought with me, arrayed la
clinging white wrappers and slippers.
When the weather permitted I took
my naps out of doors in the most ap
proved attitudes a book of poems
clasped in one hand, one arm thrown
gracefully above my he-ul while the
other hung limp by my side, and one
slippered foot peeped from beneath
my skirt over the hammock's edge. I
felt that my affinity might possibly
hover near me unawares and it be
hooved me to keep my lamps always
trimmed and burning-; for even if I
could not live, we must at least recog
nize each other and how could that
be if I did not live, while 1 lived, up
to my ideal?
But a few days after my arrival,
ready for my day-dreams. I missed my
favorite poems; in fact novels as well
were gone.
"Where are my books. Aunt Becky?"
I asked, as she was about to drive to
the village.
"I've put them away. The doctor
says you mustn't read much." she an
swered as she drove oil.
I had not heard of that edict before;
but 1 knew some poetry by heart and
that would do as well; so I lay think
ing my breast swelling with emotion
as I mado myself the heroine of a most
romantic tale passing through my
brain. My eyes were wet with tears
and I was sobbing with the excess of
emotional excitement to'which pitch I
had worked myself when she returned.
"What are you crying about, Kuo?"
she brusquely exclaimed.
"O, nothing! only" I paused un
decided how to express myself.
Only what? llomesick?"
"No. indeed. Aunt Becky! but you
can't understand me. It is delightful
to cry sometimes. I do love when I
am alone to lie and think and feel
that's alL"
"Fiddlesticks! Well, I got some
thing to-day for you to take that'll
make you feel better," was all she
said.
That night she came to my room.
"Two pf the slats are out of my bed
stead. Rue; I guess I'll have to sleep
with you," Bhe announced, tying on
her nightcap as 6he spoke.
"What's these?"
She had opened one of tho bureau
drawers in an ostensible endeavor to
close it properly.
"Only some soft slate-pencils I have
with me," 1 answered, faintly.
Well, now, child, I'm going to take
them every one. I ain't going to have
you figgerin one bit while you are
here," she shrewdly remarked as she
confiscated my whole stock upon the
spot. -
"Clove, too. Why. Rue, your ma
must'Tts efit those to me. Enough to
last a housekeeper a year, and I want
some In my pickle to-morrow! I'll
take them H if h tout, because ycu don't
want your clothes scented up by them
sweet clover's best tor that."
I could not say a word; but I won
dered how I should keep up my pallor
without thoso condiments to nibble.
Then. too. how was I to enjoy my
sentimental soliloquies which often
kept me awake far into the night and
left me so interestingly wan-eyed in
the morning? I should have to fore
go this sorrowful happiness, or happy
sorrowfulness, with which my roman
tic imaginings filled my solitary
hours, if Aunt Becky was to share my
privacy.
. But the did not seem to dream that
she might be intruding. Shi chatted
on In her cheerful, quaint strain until
I found myself laughing In spite of
me. She kept it up, too. far into the
night until I dropped asleep too ut
terly exhausted to answer her fre
quent question: "Gone to sleep.
Rue?"
It was five o'clock when 1 was
awakened next morning.
"Rue! Rue! It's time to get up.
Here is a dress and a pair of shoes I
want you to put on and come right
out with me."
She would not let me lie a minute
longer, and I had to obey; so I slipped
on the ginjham dress, which was it
surprisingly good fit, and the thiek
6oled shoes, and followed her out into
the garden.
"Now, Rue, there is any amount of
work to be dono 'mongthe flower-beds,
and I've got to take mornings to do
it In mostly, and I must have your
help. I got these yesterday just for
you to work with. They ain't heavy,
and we'd better get right to work for
a pansy bed first thing. I've got seed
enough for a big one, and they are
beauties, too. You dote on pansies,
you know."
She had opened a neat box of light
garden tools as she talked and now
handed me a rake. I did dote on pan
sies, and urged on by her example and
cheery talk I raked away in the mel
low earth until breakfast time and
went in absolutely hungry.
Day after day she kept up this
course. She gave me hardly a min
ute alone and she had me read aloud
to her when I wanted a book. -
"I haven't timo and you mustn't
read much, the doctor says; so we'll
have to carry it out togrether;" and
she produced "Huckleberry Finn."
which she alternated with "Rudder
Grange," so that between the remark
able humorous adventures in the
former and Pomona's performance in
the latter I had no time to think of
love or sentiment except in the most
ludicrous light Then the flower-beds
needed so much hoeing and scratching
and weeding, and the old pansy bed
opened up in such marvelous beauty
that I began to be quite worried for
fear the new one would not rival it,
so renewed hoeing and weeding had
to be kept up. I had to keep on my
thick shoes, for It was supposed tbt
the dog had carried off one of my
slippers, and my hammock came to
grief and uselessness by the calf's
chewing a big hole In it; so that
really I was obliged to do nothing but
work out in the garden day after day
-and how my Sowers grewt
My pansies outrivaled the old ones,
and I forgot every thing, even my af
finity, in the delight of watching for
the new faces which peered up at me
from the velvety blossoms, and I was
too tired when night came to moon
over myself, much less any Arabella
or Etholinda, so sound sleep visited mo
quickly.
About the time I reached this state
and could outrival Aunt Becky in
dressing and reaching the Cower
garden In the morning, she found time
to fix up her own bedstead and leare
me to my privacy again.
It was late In the fall when she said
to me one day:
-Well. Rue, do you think you'll'.ast
through the winter?"
"Last! Why, Aunt Becky. I wouldn't
do any thing else for the world!" was
my convincing answer, for it actually
struck a pang to my heart to think of
dying.
Well. T guea your folks want to
see you home by this time;" and home
I went. Aunt Becky with me.
. They wore all ready to receive mo
with pillows la the carriage and
tender, sorrowing faces; she had done
all the corresponding, as 1 did not
like to write letters and had done it
as she pleased. So, when I rushed in
upon the family with my red cheeks
and face as brown as a gypsy's, they
could not have been more astonished if
I had risen from the dead.
"I said you could cure her If any
body could!" father exclaimed, iu do
light, that night.
"But what did you give her, Becky?"
my mother anxiously asked.
"Tools!" was her sententious an
swer. What!"
Tools rake and too and spade and
trowel! gingham dress and thick
soled shoes; took away the cloves
and pencils sho was eating till sho
looked like a tallow candle; hid her
love-sick stories and death-wishing-for
poetry and gave her something to
laugh at instead let tho calves eat up
her lazy hammock and broke down
my old bedstead Bo't she couldn't be
alone a minute to cry and take on over
her sentimental fol-do-rol; turned
her right out into the open air and
let tbe sky and the breeze and the flow
ers help me out in it"
"Was that all. Bocky?" Mother was
so surprised that she could not find
any thing else to say.
' "Wasn't that enough, aa long as it
cured her?"
"And do you mean to say that she
was not going into a decline at all?"
mother urged. "...
"Yes, and no. She hadn't any dis
ease that's down in the books, though
I don't know what eating that stuff
would have done in time. But she
was declining fast into a foolish, senti
mental, romantic simpleton, with all
her ideas of love and heroines and
affinities and death, and she might
have declined by this time into some
thing worse, for she was fast getting
where she could have been most easily
led into something she would have had
cause to regret perhaps all her days.
Queer, that mothers can't see such
things!"
Why. Becky, how you talk! I had
never thought of that!" Mother was
horrified as well as alarmed.
Yes. that's just it You were too
busy with your household affairs and,
like most women, thought if any thi riv
alled your girl it must be something
for the family doctor to prescribe for;
so bhe was drifting right on down to
ruin. Like enough, unless her own hard
sense got the better Ol her in time
all just because you didn't try to un
derstand her. But Rue's cured, I'm
pretty sure; now see you don't let Be.s
get on the same decline, that's alL"
And Bess did not Mother -ra
awakened in time as well as L I did j
not lapse into another decline; and i
mother saw to it that the other girls '
were safely guarded by her enlight-
ened eye through the dangerous ro- i
mantic period for which she found '
Aunt Roclrtr'c -. Ha an i.r.ll:i.t. I
j " e-i luianiuio euro.
Sarah It Scarborough, in Ladies'
Home Journal.
BRAU-WYLLEEN.
An Uncanny Mansion and
Its
Ghostly Visitant
"It lies within the shadows of an
eternal tempest;" this was the thought
that occurred to me, as, alighting
from my horse, I tied him carefully to
the old worm-eaten hitching post near
hy. giving him a gentle pat as I left
him, his great intalligent eyes follow
ing mo with seemingly unusual in
terest and that . low, coaxing whinny
(which meant so much to us both)
trembling on tho evening air.
We were firm, loving friends, my
steed and L
"Bo patient, old fellow," I said.
Then, lifting the heavy gate, which
hung by one broken hinge to tho post,
I placed it one side.
The sun in one conglomerate mass
Of beauty was sinking behind the far
distant hills, and far and near tho
glinting yellow sheen lay over the
waving tree tops and grass-bound val
leys in an untold amber splendor. OlT
yonder white roads wound away
among the hills and dales, telling of
human life beyond them, but not here,
tave for my own presence, and ah!
shall I pass him by, "Black Dick,"
who was something more than human
many times, and but little less at any
time.
Purple and roseate clouds followed
the sinking sun, and, over all, save
this one spot. Boomed bathed in a flush
of joy.
Storm cursed! Just here in tho
presence of surrounding calm and
evening; beauty the great trees of
"Brau-Wylleen" writhed and tossed
their giant branches in tho air, where
abovo them lay a heavy cloud, dark
and forbidding.
A something darker than the on
coming twilight brooded in the air,
and, as 1 walked up the neglected
path, so overgrown with weeds, one
stumbled as he walked, I felt the chill
of desolation, heart - hunger and
death through the moan of the winds
as they swept through the walls and
halls of the somber building before
me.
A large, low, long, quaint structure
made of dark-colored stone, with
many windows of all 6hapes and sizes,
tome placed just under the eaves,
others midway and not a few close to
the ground.
A flight of stone steps led to a huge
door in the center. The roof was
moss grown and broken, and over all
twined vines In a wild, neglected,
picturesque beauty.
A huge garden or lawn lay In front
of the house, which, when well kept
and trimmed, must have been very
lovely indeed, but now overgrown
with weeds and bushes, together with
the trees and vines, made it a dense
wilderness of neglect and decay.
Struggling through tho interlacing
of tangled boughs and leaves, I
sought to walk around the old home
stead. Tho old homestead! Was it
ever possible?
Suddenly, without warning. I
reached the brow of a hill. Tho back
part of tho house rested upon it and
before mo lay a long flight of steps
leading to the river.
Not a laughing river, winding its
wny to the sea with ripple and song,
but a dark, sullen, muddy stream,
moving sluggishly along, as though
clogged with revenge and bitter mem
ories. But hark! further on I hoar a
tinkling murmur, but hero the stream
lies ia tho grewsomo shadow of Brau
Wylloon. No wonder!
"See Naple."' L e.. Brau-Wylleen,
"and die," so the good peoplo of Weir
Heights told me, as, sojourning in the
little Southern city for sweet health's
sake, I inquired its points of interest
They were few and far between, and
Brau-Wylleen, isolated, desolate,
crime-stained and deserted, lay ten
miles distant; had I known this I
would hardly have mounted "Black
Dick" at so late an hour. Tha spirit
of adventure was strong upon me,
however, and oven as the night fell
heavily about me I had no thought of
returning until after going through
the olo house.
With a shiver of disgust I turned
from tho stagnant ' noisome stream,
and, groping my way back, went half
way down the weed-grown path to see
if "Black Dick" was all tight I
caught the gleam of his bright eyes,
and, hearing me, again he whinnied
coaxingly. This resolved me to bring
him into the yard and tie him close to
the house. How glad he was, the noble
brute, to feel my caressing hands, and
when I led him to tho foot of the
stone steps he would have mounted
them and followed mo as a pet kitten
would had 1 not kindly but firmly
told him "no." I always talked to
"Dick" just as 1 would to you or any
other dear friend, for I know he always
understood.
Dear follow, how wistfully ho looked
after me as I ran up the dark steps,
covered here and there with still
darker stains so suggestive ugh!
Tho key you will find in a niche in
tne wau near tne uoor. " Xhls X was
also told at Weir Heights.
Groping among tangled vines and
leaves, though it was midsummer, tho
wall felt ley to my touch, and so clam
my. I found It at length, the great
hideous, rusty thing, feeling in the
darknoss (for I could not seo it) like
an instrument of torture.
With great difficulty I found the
key-hole, and then it seemed full of
rubbish, which felt liko paper and
leaves, - -
At first the rusty lock would not
yield, but finally the great door
creaked on its worn hinges and swung !
inward noisily.
There was fluttering and scurrying
across tho floor and from the walls
about mo, and a damp, musty odor
greeted my nostrils. It was well for
me that my hostess insisted on my tak
ing my small traveling sacheL, which
I now held in my hand, for in its differ
ent compartments were things needful :
in an emergency. A small night lamp.
matches, a small flask of liquor, a '
guide book, a needle case, thread,
scissors and a thimble, and a good :
lunch. Thankfully I pressed the
clasp, opened the sachet and found a
match.
As I struck It the great door swung
heavily to with a sharp bang. The '
lock clicked, but I thought nothing of
it then. . I heard a snort of surprise 1
from "Dick." and then I hurriedly lit 1
my lamp and held it above my head. ;
What a vast grand old room! Rare '
old tapestries hung from the walls,
festooned in their moldy draperies 1
with cobwebs and dust Here and there
paintings in massivo gilded, tarnished
frarae9 hung upon the walls, with j
dust and mold so thick upon the faces
thereon none might tell tho features.
The floer was of tessellated marble,
whose beautiful mosaic was nearly
hidden by tho ravages of timo and i
duft.
Huge pieces of furniture were placed !
in admirable confusion about the room,
and velvet rugs of a now Indistinct j
pattern covered tho floor in front of
each chair or couch. j
Tho windows were curtainless, but j
Rolid wooden shuttorty iron-bound, i
kept out all prying eyes. Placing my
lamp (which gave but little light in
these huge dimensions) upon tho tall
lacquered mantel-piece, I looked at my '
watch. Seven o'clock. I had no
thought of fear, but a feeling of awe ,
crept over me as the moldy tapestries '
waved to and fro, without a rustle,
probably from a broken spot In the
masonry of tho great wall9, where, ,
too, a piteous moaning of the wind
kept crying.
Calmly, amidst the dead and gone .
"Brau-Wylloens" looking down upon
me, able, no doubt to 6ee through
dust-covered eyes, I 6at down on one
of the massive chairs and ate my lunch,
for I was desperately hungrj-. Though
not lacking in ideality or romance, it
was an excellent time to be practical,
and to appease an appetite was a good
6trengthener of the nerves. You see,
I was ju-t the least afraid I should be
afraid.
My repast over, I took my lamp once
more in my hand, and as 1 did so a
creaking board somewhere mado me
start and then I thought I heard foot
steps, j
Trembling slightly, and the least in
dignant without knowing why, I hasti
ly crossed tho wide room and entered
a garret halL Undecided. I stood for
an instant listening. This room was
mostly bare, and so full of dark shad
ows I quickly left It
Turning to go out I found the door
would not open. Again and again I
tried it hwt in vain. Suddenly again
I heard "Dick" snort then champ his
bits and paw the ground, and step.
He, too, evidently heard or saw some
thing to frighten or annoy. I must
get back to him but how.
A winding staircase next met my
eye, and, trying to be bravo, I began
ascending the steps. Again the sound
of footsteps. How foolish and nerv
ous I was becoming. Reaching the
top,' a long, narrow corridor opened :
before me, and as I advanced another
door near suddenly closed.
But on I went peering into rooms
and halls, quaint closets and cup
boards, with a firm determination to
do or die. I felt my courago rise and
began to reason with myaelf. It was
the wind, and tho rats, and bats,
and scratching of boughs and loaves
against tho window-shutters and roof
whenco came the noise which my
nerves had conjured up into whisper
ing voices and footsteps. Unaccus
tomed to the unusual exertion of rid
ing eo far and tramping about I grew
very weary.
Couches stood almost everywhere,
ns if tho former inmates of tho old
house wer"e only too fond of leisure and
reclining. With my handkerchief I
brushed tho cobwebs and dust from
one that had once been a thing of
beauty, in its rich crimson satin cov
ering and heavy golden cords and
ta'se'.s. now to soiled and tarnished.
Gratefully I sank down upon it after
placing h shawl over it albeit the
preen mold and its odor were very
suggestive of a tomb.
Somehow amid ail this gloom and
desolation I grew singularly calm,
when, raising my eyes I met two dark,
beautiful, tear-liiled eyes gazing full
into mine from, an opening in the floor
overhead.
I did not start or cry aloud, and as if
impelled by an unseen force, I raised
my hand and beckoned to the form.
It' quickly vanished, and soon after
a slight g irlish figure, with long light
hair ail unbound, with a darkly lienu
tiful face and graceful form clad in lus
tet less black silk, made in the fashion
of our great grandmothers, stood be
side me.
I sat up and took the 6 mall white
hand she extended towards mo into
my own and chafed it for it felt cold.
Clearing ray voice, I asked: "What
is it and who are you?"
The slight form ot the girl. lor she
was scarcely more than that shivered,
and her dark eyes sought tho corner
of the gloomy room with furtive ai
prehension. "Do not fear," I said, bravely.
"Nothing shall harm you," and yet I,
too, was 'quaking with a startled.
j nervous tremor sadly akin to fear.
i Apparently reassured, she gavo a
' deep sigh, as though of relief, and
dropped on her knees at my feet
' "No, no!" I said, "not there; sit
' here by my side," and moving along,
I made place for her upon the couch.
But she shook her head and raised
her dark eyes to mine pleadingly, and
i laid her two little pale hands in my
lap.
I took them again, tho tiny flutter
ing things, and held them within my
own warm clasp.
"I am so glad you have come," she
said in a sweet, plaintive voice; "I
have waited so long for one brave
enough to como here alono that 1
might tell them my story." She
paused. Suddenly she sprang to her
feet and said in a fierce, intonso whis
per: "His grave, his grave! Have you
seen it?"
"His grave? Whose grave, dear?
Bo calm."
It came to mo at once, seeing this
creature and hearing her questions.
I knew only too well that the dis
honored grave of Craylo Brau-Wylleen
in the old, disused, desolate cemetery
near Weir Heights was the one to
which sho referred, but I caressed
the slight shrinking form and waited.
"Crayle Brau-Wylleen' s," she an
swered ran, hoarsely, and then she
broke into a torrent of sobs and tears.
Presently she grew calm. 'He
never did it!" sho said, firmly. "It
was all a false, bitter lie. Ho made
me jealous, and I vowed revenge. I
wrote those cruel letters and
sprinkled tho blood of a favorite
hound (whose life I took) about ray
bed and over tho floor and door
steps." Sho shrieked and groaned
and continued: "They thought he
murdered his young wife; but no. she
lived to see him hanged. Ah! re
vengo was sweet!" She uttered a
low, blood-curdling laugh that chilled
the marrow in my bones. Rising, I
hastily thrust her from mc.
"Don't, don't!" she moaned, pite
ously. "If you only know what I
have suffered, how I have atoned."
Then raising her dark eyes heaven
ward, "Even 6uch as I He forgives."
I took her to my heart again. It
was not for me to judge.
"I could not rest in my grave." she
went on, her long, light hair falling
about hor beautiful shoulders like a
fleecy cloud, her bosora heaving with
emotion. "You must clear hU name
from all btain. Craylo Brau-Wylleen
was as guilt!e9 as you of any crime.
It wns uiy hot-headed, jealous nature
that did it alL"
She paused and unfastened a single
white rose that nestled ia the folds of
silk and lace upon her bosom and
pressed it into my pahu.
'Here, take this, and lot it prove
for mo that I atn spunking the truth."
Tho delicate perfume of tho fragrant
flower net mod to fiil tho air about us
and intoxicated nio with its sweetness.
I raised my eyes dreamily to the dark
orbs bending above me.
"Fromise mc," murmured tha beau
tiful lips.
"I promise," I answered, with diffi
culty, as the dense fragrance seemed
to overpower me.
White, pink and blue clouds ap
peared to encircle a fair, vanishing
form, a sound as of many bi.i jis and
singing-voices lingered upon liio a:r.
and thou cama tha hlow, mufflt d beat
ing of a drum. Nearer and nearer it
came, louder and louder, and with the
shrill tones of voices and tho wild
neighing of a horse.
"Black Dick!" I awoke with a
fctart Had I been sleeping and dream
ing? The sun was shining ia through
a crevice in the old etono wall. Tho
lamp stood on the floor by my side,
the oil burned entirely out of it
1 recognized the voices of friends at
the door, and, feeling dazed and be
wildered, I arose to meet them; as I
did so something fell upon tho floor at
my feet
Pausing, I looked down.
A single white rosel 1 picked up
the frail, beautiful tiling reverently,
and a subtle awe stole over mo. It
must havo been true.
"You frightened us all nearly to
death," caine a clamor of voices.
"The idea of falling asleep in this
haunted castle."
Talk about nerves! Why, yours
must be Iron-bound."
I did not smile how could I? and
the- joked mo unmercifully all the
Wiiy home, and 'Black Dick," poor
patient fellow, stood at his post all
the long night through. Ho licked
my hand and lies i led his great head
on my 6houlder as I unfastened him
and led hiin out of the old yard and
sprung into tho saddle unassisted.
It was nearly noon when we
reached Weir Heights, and I for one
was very hungry. After dinner, when
I had rested, 1 gathered my friends
about me and told them the story of
: the night before at Brau-Wylleen.
I There was much laughing and chaff
! ing, but my subdued nir impressed the
susceptible ones not a little, and when
. from tho dept hs of my saehol I brought
I forth the wilted white rose, still d -wy
with fragrance, a 6ilenco foil upon all.
! Ill at surely was a proof, and it wont
abroad far nnd near, these wonderful
: tidings, result ino ia tho remgval of
i Crayle Brau-Wylleen' s bones to his
i home-tomb in far-distant lunds, and I
' still carefully hoarded among my most
precious treasures the faded white
rose of Brau-Wylleen. Mrs. S. C.
Ilazlett, in I tetroit Free Press.
The Inquiries Had a Purpose.
"Johnny." said the fanner to a hul
who had arrived with tho summer
loa: ders. and who was watching; him
turn tho gr'nd-stonc. "Kin ye road?'
"Yes. sir."
"And write."
"Yes, fcir."
"And t?pcll?"
Yes. bir."
"Well, 'sposo yo jest spell mealittlo
while at this frrin'-stone till I no and
: feed tho cows." Merchant Traveler.
! Now that a pioneer type machine
has boon invented and brought to a
success, it will unquestionably effect a
new revolution in printing, and ma
terially decrease the cost of the pro-
! duction of newspapers and books.
. Hand composition will take a vaca
tion in a few years, nnd operators upon
keys will pick up the copy where they
' leave off,