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Hi ' h I. - - 1 '- I -( iflie on lllieh alri't In room li.rnirrly rui.icd ly the Ula l auiu 'lelCKrapli "tn pany. Ijiinawrt FOR LOVE'S SWEET SAKE. ll"t".ktiHc' you tuvr no irol.lr-u ho:irJ, r l.r..;iU uu.l It rtilc l:imt-i to show, t r i':;lih in 'li t l.'rni;,' innLt't.t t-uovil. You f.-ur to liisiHT hat I know; Von ill i n U 'lu'.MtUl Ik a i.'ru.iUH wroii Mi- from my ..ui.Hthi'r i-uthx to UiUe, Nor ii'iili rr-tuml how Imive ntul Htroiu My heart ioul.1 In; (or Iivu'd aweet sake. II. i-aiise yiu aro man, you se'k To hit!, lh. ti-n.U-r p.iin you f'l; A ii. I 1. a noiu:ui. lioiilil not dim-uIc i : wonl your sim t wouml to beul: t. knouit ! thikteat h for vai-tx I.Ut'.s lullrst h:4rinotuH iotil.l vukti, I faiu uouKI il:ir within your ri'Ufh That trill o( Lnvi- for Love a 8wl sake. Itt'i'uusi' tin' ways you tn:il ure rouirh Shull wo two alv.uy stuuU aiiart'r X;iv, lt mo ouii 'twould l.f enou'h To .shun your weal ami win, tlt ar heart' If y..u must h ar a ilaily rross, hy. 1 w ill half the huiili n lake: Anil v hat yi.u i'Iu'ohi ui call my lts.? Count truost t.'ttiu for live'ti Mt sake. K. M.itlii'-.on, in ChamtH'rn' Journal. A GHOSTLY Kl'ISODR It Might Ilavo Boen Explained by H0I011 and Hor Lover. Thy witi' a very 'nmf:rt:i)lo party of 1 ii ir :i l;:.on ailults visitini; in an nlil :tii't'striil limiso. and nil narly t-r ivmi'ti'ly niiifi.tiMl or rvlatisl. Anil it ofion l.atK'nl that the ennvcrsation (hi !; ;i turn to im-luiU' tliosi1 U'':t.l atn...-t;irs whoso jxrtratts liun on tin' wiills, jiiitl wliosi itoxst'SMoiis wort.' tin 1T lh sain,- roof with thomsolvos. "1 1 sooms lilco saoriloyo," tlioir liost .ss was stiyino-, as thoy sat in tin twi Hht jtrt i riiiin-1-. lH'twt'i-n hoarthlio'ht :iml .laylii-'lit. in tho olil-fashionoil lr:iw inf rooni, "ltit Holon has alwiut mt-i-.timloil mo to lot hor have hor yroat Lrratv.lmi ithor's wanlrobo. I t'otihl novor lliitik mysolf of tlisturhino' thoso lliitip's u hii'h my ntotlior yavo mo as a saoifil l'iuost. l!ut ill.n iloi'lan-s tliat tho tiiiu has oomo whon thoso oM tfowns oan ho tvorn without iinoU.liii. aiul 1 fan-.-y sho would bo ratln-r jr. md of tlo iu as hi'irlooms." "I should lo afraid the frhost of tho owner would look over my shonldiT," r.-markod one of tho cousins r'sont, in an a wosomo tone. "(li, if it comes to that, wo arc all hosts," said another one; "we carry our o-hosts with tis. Hut as tho p-ml daiiii s csiiiimt, oven ns .'hosts, wo;ir llu-ir old o-armcnts. why should wo 1h denied that privileo-o?" "I tell Helen she will only have tho clothes, not tho air of onelxirn to them. My o-ran lmiither was a lx-llu and a ln-anty. She had well, there she is; you can all see her and jiiilev fr your-.-,elvos;" and ?.Irs. Kinr led tin way down t!ie "itf ro.m into the vista of faiist ilarkticns to the portrait. A i-an-ileiaurnin ivas lighted, and in t .at pale liiiimer they saw the Wan ti fill face of a o-irl of nineteen, with tho shoulders ami wait of an iileal li-tire. ller fair i-het l:s and ros- lips, her naughty chin witii a dimple set in it, hor lur'e, lus trous eyes, wen framed in a mass of siu-li curls as wcro worn in that 'ay. Tii. y hiui over her lovely .shoulders down to her small w:ust. " i li. ri'," said Helen, in an eajrer voice, "look at that pach-'olored silk t'.oiincc to the waist; S'C the pulled sleeves and the capes oh! isn't it do li -ii .us. just as they are wearing tlu-ui now, and it's upstairs in an old mahog any trunk, packed in camphor! tireat frrandmainnia wore it as a bride. And those lace mitts and the dear little handkerchief hag on her arm. and the in-dallion picture of jrreat-lfraiidpa with his hair in a ipietio oh! it would W too lovely! And I." sho con cluded, with pardonable pride, "am said to resemble her." "You do," said her mother; "at least wo think you look like her picture, but yo.i iieed not imagine, you prosn.r.ipt ti n's child, that you will ever Ik- half so Wautiful." "Not oven in that dress?" queried Helen, with an alluring smile. "I have not fully decided that you shall wear that dress. I have often t!i urht that there may W-something in the sujjjjcstion that people do re turn" "Not as entities?" fiup-ffested Helen's aunt. "I do not know. All my traditions teach nie to rcsiect that which 1 can not understand. I have often lcii shocked by the unkind haste wilh which the livinjr appropriate the jv.s sessions of the dead, us if they were eaircr to obtain the spoils." "We brought nothing1 into this world " Wjran the aunt. "lloirt," interrupted Helen; "I take -uit another view of it. As my ffroat raiidmothcr had her daj-, ivhy should j.he object to mo having mine? She 1k's not neeil those fjowns of lu-rs in her pn-scnt inditioii. and shotihl W pleased to know that after lyintf in state for so many j-oars they are to be brought out by one of her descendants. 1 am quite willin.if to run tho risk of in curriiiL' her wrath, if you will let me have tho pnvos," added Helen, turniiij, to her mother. Mr-.. Kin shook her heail. and tho subject was dropped. lint another ne was evolved from it later in the evening, when Helen and her lover, Walter Hurler, and a visiting younj; couple disappeared to the library, leaving their ciders baskino. in the lirc li;rht, so o-ratcful on tho sprni'jeveniii', :md telling" to each other a collection of p-host sloris, such as people who don't Wlicve in rhosts can alwu's tell W-ttcr tl'.nn tltoso who are more credulous. There was Aunt I.avinda, from La l'orte, Ind., who told a story current in the family ever since the first part of the century, concerning hor o-roat-a tint, w hoso Mill came homo at niht from u journey, entered her room, took off his coat, which Has wet, huntf it over a chair, vrunf the water out of his hair, looked at her steadily and intently, but did not speak, loavintr the room linally v. ith.ut breaking the silence. The next lo- rnin the motle-r sent to his room to v:.';o:i him, but lie was not there, nor had his Wd been slept in. An hour later came tW news that he was !rowiicd at the very time that his mother had seen him, while crossing a ford on his way home. "Tl'.-.t was merely a cnin-.iilene',"said a lin tie shs'lo matron who was present; "his mother dreamed it all, of course." "I t-hould li ii I that as hard to account for as tho f-host," said a cousin, looking over her shoulder. "I should hate tothink there were no ghosts," reniarkitl a Virginia branch of the family; "I'm sure I saw one once in ui r gallery. It was dressed in white jiikI strole up and down just like real phostsdoon thestagv. Our ditf howletl and the lihts all Imrntsl tlue." "1 sat up with Aunt l'olly Williams the nijjlit iK'fore she died, and heard three cracks of a whip ritfbt nver the looking plass. And they broke the piass into three pieces," related an aunt. This had Ihhii told so often that the original numtier, "one crack of the w hip," had Wen increased to three, but no one noticed that the ghostly fact remained. "Did yon ever account for seeing your father after hisdeath?" asked one of the relatives of her hostess. "No, never! He hail Wen dead a year on that nirht when I went to the hall clock to see if it had liven wound up. You know the clock one of those hirh ones? It has Won in the family for Fenerations. It's up in the nursery no .v. As I put my hand on the door to open it I saw father standing close by mo with a smile on his face, as if some thin;? pleased him. I was frightened and ran from the hall, but afterward I looked into the clock and found a deed to some land wo wore dispossessed of, hidden there. I suppose, really, I only imuirincd seoino. him. You know I don't Wlieve it was really father, but it was stranpe it should load to tindinpr that paper." "Another coincidence. said the fin do siecle matron. "When my phost walks in with its head under one arm I shall look for a rational explanation of the phenomena." "Talking aliout phosts." said an elderly widow relative, speakinp in a weird, mysterious voice, "did I ever tell you how my first husband appeared to me when I was thinking aliout marry in;r the man who was afterward my second I it I I ever speak of it?" "A hundred times to my certain knowledge." said the tin do siecle ma tron under hor breath. "If I never did, it was liecause I don't Wlieve in phosts myself, but that was just one of the things I couldn't under stand. I was sitting in the parlor just as if it mipht W now, only I was alone. Thore came three raps "Mercy! poodnoss: what is that?" No one responded; no one moved, and for th t time, at least, the phost of the widow's first husband was laid uncere moniously something phost ly was hap-"H-niii! under the very face and eyes of the party. A pulT of cold air ran throuph the room with such startlinp rapidity that the wax candles llared and went out, leavinp only the lipht of the full moon tlirotiph the lacc-drapcd windows, minplinp with the tlickerinp lirelijjht in a stranpo. spectral plare, which was f.ieusod upon Hie square of velvet car pot in front of the portrait they had Won examining? that very evening?. I'.t.-v what was this? Had the picture eome to life and stepped out of its frame? The startled proup at the tiro side could see only a shadow thcri that paled and dickered, but stepiod b,dily and audaciously into the lipht. Was it the semblance of the portrait, or was it real I j" the Wautiful form and face of that woman of a century past, wear iiiir the same clothes which (kittered noiselessly, uilTuMiv.? a cold swei t lor fume that affected the senses like the incense of death? Her eyes were lixed as in the picture, but the red was on her lips and cheeks, and her little feet, j-oepiiip from the llo unci-s and laces of lier wide skirts, wore the clocked stock inps and riblioii-orosscd slippersof long? apo. There sho st.iod Wfore them all, yet never nolicinp them, and then she Wpan to dance in stately measure a minuet, as if some unsiH-n cavalier were treading? the meature with her. and all the time that cold wind was blowing? and a slranpe. quaint niclody was Winp played by invisible hands, aside from which there was not as much noise as if a huiuininpbird had flut tered its winps. Then somclnxly screamid or fainted, and in a moment the music ceased; the dancer was pone. Somclmdy liphted all the pas burners, and tin-re was the portrait just as it had already lecn, and when the four young? people, hear ing? the hubbub in the library, came rushinp in they were overwhelmed by what thi'3 missed, nor dared they oast discredit on tho evidence of their elders. Hut youth throws off impressions easily, and Helen and Walter and their friends' made such charming? jest and paycty out of it that with the help of a warm supper the ciders were linally in duced to throw off tho mystery and solemnity of the astral dance, and looked upon it Hi a mirape. somethinp quite explainable by certain laws of hu man occult development. Helen even declared, saucily, that her prcat-prand-mother must have loon a piddy pirl to come back for a brief visit to earth just to dance that tiresome old minuet, ami then siie looked at Walter and blushed vividly. "You see. you dear old stupids, yon had talked pliosts until you were quite ready to see one in every corner. If prcat-prandmamma did appear, then, it was to sipnify that she was quite willing? that I should step Tnto her Sl UK'S." "I assure yon that no power on earth would persuade me to ever allow her clothes to W disturWd in my life-time." said Mrs. Kinp with emphasis. Helen looked at Walter, and her pret ty mouth made a distinct shaping of the letters "I'-h-e-w!" vYaltcr looked at Helen and tele pranked the won! back apain. I'ut none of those worldly-wise people ever came near suspect inp what mipht have Wen the real truth, not even when they saw Walter's auto-harp, the most dreary musical instrument that was ever con ceived, lying on the hall sofa the next dav, or r Iicii thoy alluded, as they oft en did. to Helen's wonderful resem blance to her preat-prandmother's por trait. Detroit Free l'ress. A i:niarkall Ilnlilx-rr. At Koubaix, France, a band of bur glars, after breaking through several btrong gates and doors into a factory, entered the ollice of the establishment and secured an iron safe weighing fcur hundred iunds and containing twelve thousand francs in silver, a Mini whi-.-h would add considerably to the weight of the burden. The safe was carried up a railway embankment and a con siderable distance along the line, after which it was rolled down the other hide and probab- removed in a eart. An Excellent Reputation. He "Has tho young,' man a good reputation?" She -"Kxcellcnt. He has the reputa tion of Wing a millionaire." Detroit Free lVes. I FAUMEIt TUTOX'S NIECE. tier unexpected Visit Brought About Two Happy Marriages. "I don't like girls!" said Farmer Tip- ion. II is housekeeper made no answer. "In fact," added Mr. Tiptou. "I hate em: Still M rs. Martin did not renlv. "I Jut what can I do almut it?" he re sumed. "If I'd had twenty-four hours notice, i would nave gone over to Cherry mountain or across to Dunham fair," growled Mr. Tipton; "but here comes this letter like a stroke of light ning, to tell me the girl will W here to night!" M rs. Martin smiled a little and went on with her work, the picking over of black Wans to make soup; for Farmer Tipton was particular in his eating, and although Hester, the maid -of all work, was skillful in the use of pots and pans, he never could relish any thinp which was not of Mrs. Martin's cooking. "I suppose you'll have to get a room ready for her." said Mr. Tipton. "She'll hare to say all night in any event. ISut I shall send her back apain to-morrow morning. I don't want a niece t 1 live with us. If I had wanted anything of the sort, I could have asked for it, I suppose." Mr. Tipton lived in a pretty old farm house, steci-roofod and shadowed by monster button-ball boughs a house where Tiptons innumerable had Wen Wrn and died, where every stout wall had its associations and the very ipple trees anil poosclierry bushes wore de clining into an honorable old ape, with lichen-covered stems and crispy, dead ltoughs breaking away with every wind. It is. jicrhaps. unnecessary to add that he was an old bachelor, as lull of whims and caprices as ever old bachelor was. Nobody, said the neighbors, could pet along with him but Stella Martin; and she couldn't if it had not Wen that she and Thomas Tipton had Wen boy and pirl together, and, somehow, were used to each other, in the days Wfore Stella married that wild, reckless young Mar tin, who spent her money and broke her heart in such short order, and then shot himself in a pumblinp saloon. Such a merry, laughing gypsy a.s she used to be, and now "Why," cried the ncighWrs, "she don't speak to uoliody!" It was lovely old place. Hollyhocks clustered in the garden, tangles of vel vet red swuct-williatns Wirdered the path and bushes of dark southernwood hung over the door steps. To Mr. Tip ton it was the dearest spot iu the world. Mrs. Martin uvod to bring the f.mily mending out into the porch, sometimes, of a .summer evening, and look wistful ly at the red sunset shining through the trunks of the cellar trees. Hut what ever her impressions might have been, sho kept them to herself. If Mr. Tipton did not like the idea of a young girl visitor Wncath the ancient roof of Tiptou Hall, I'heW Crwsshill liked it still less. "You can send me out into the wilder nesses as much as you like," said I'heW, crying a w hole river tiangesof tears into her trunk, as she threw slip pers, collars, cologne Wttles and work baskets, an incongruous mass, into its depths; "but I never, never shall leave off caring for Harry! Not if you were to send me to Alaska!" Child," said Mrs. Cresshill, sharply, "don't W a goose! The engagement is to W broken off. and there is an end of the whole thing!" Through her tears I'heW could not but smile to herself. It was all very well for mamma to talk, but ma ma did not know that the baker's Wy had carried at the bottom of the basket of rolls a note to Harry Havens, and that Harry knew, as well as she did herself, that she w s going to a crabWd old uncle down in New Hampshire, and that she should always, always love him. no matter what they said to her or whither they sent her. And so, in the peaceful purple after glow of the June evening, I'heW ''ress hill and Mr. Tipton eyed each other with mutual disfavor. "How tlo you do, uncle?" said I'heW, with a stilt little courtesy. "Oh!" sai.l Mr. Tipton. "This is the girl, is it? Yes. How do you do? Mrs. .Martin, here, will give you some sup per." And he went off to make sure that the barn doors were properly l.K-kcd and the hen house secured, for there was a rumor of burplars in (Juict Val ley, and Mr. Tipton had the finest Al dornoy cows and the choicest breed of lirahma fowls in the neigh Wrhood. "It stands to reason." said he, "that they'll come first to me. Aud I don't mean to W- taken uuawares." Mrs. Martin poured the frag?rarit tea and served the hot, buttered biscuit and honey in the comb. I'heW chokeu back the tears that would come anil tried tc eat something. "Will you go to your room now?" saiii Mrs. Martin. "Yes please!" faltered I'heW. It was a spacious, low-ceiled room, full of the sweet scent of dried- laven der, and furnished with shining cherry wood presses and high-backed chairs. "I hope you will rest well," said Mrs. Martin. "Thank you," said I'heW. Mr. Tiptou was hanging up his lan tern in the back kitdien, when Mrs. Martin came downstairs. "Well," said he, "did j-ou tell her she must go homo tomorrow?" "No, I did not." "Humph!" said Mr. Tipton. "You might as well." As Mr. Tipton lay asleep that night he dreamed that he was a Wy apain at an old-fashioned huskiug-W'e; that the corn was all husked and the barn floor cleared off, and that he and Stella not pale, silent Mrs. Martin, but the gohl hairod, laughing Stella of twenty years ngo were going down the long Knksof the Virginia reel to the load music of "Kory O'More." lie sat np in Wil and rubWd his eyes. Was it real music or a dream? Or was it "IJurglars! Iturglars!" squeaked Tlo-.ter. banging at his door. "Please, Mr. Tipton, get your gun! He's under the window! I seen him with my own J , 1 1 1 & 1 . , eves; vt nil ail ins uurgiariug voois oil hi . arm!" In an instant, as it seemed, Mr. Tin ton was creeping along under the shadow of the white-blossomed svringa bushes, with his carbine ou his shoul der. The moon, a pallid, gihbors line of light, blinked down tkroujfu the boughs of the button-ball tree. A dis tant owl h.Kited from the swamps, as Mr. Tipton made a plunge at his prey. "Scoundrel, I've got you!" he roared. Villain, unhand me'." thundered a deep bass voice. A brisk scuffle ensued, during which the old carbine went off, discharging its contents a sudden gleam of tlame and smoke into the leaves of the button-ball tree. Mrs. Martin, who had rushed into 1'heW's room, flung her arms around the girl. "IVn't W frightened, dear!" said shi-. "Oh. I'm not frightened" said l'lo W, who had lighted a candle, and now looked very Juliet-like, in a long dress ing gown, with her yellow hair flowing luxuriantly down her back. "I knew he would come." " 'Knew he would come?' " repeated Mrs. Martin. "Tin burglar!" " h, it isn't a burglar." murmured I'heW. "It's Harry!" " Harrv? " "My Harry!" said I'heW, turning a soft pink to the very roots of her hair. "They thought they would part us, but they can't! He has followed me, and has W-cii serenading me under the win dow! Didn't you hear the banj.. "Ooodness me!" said Mrs. Martin. "And," vehemently added I'heW'. "111 W true to hiin. for ever and ever!" ISut the colloquy was presently inter ruptiil by a sound in the hall In-low, as of some heavy body tumbling over and over with ceaseless persistence. Hoth women fled to the door and ecpod nervously over the stair-rail, while Hes ter, from Whind the mahogany linen press, shrieked: "M urdcr! Help! Mur der!" without a second of intermission. "Here's the villain!" shouted Mr. Tip ton, rolling over and over 'like a cider barrel. ''I've got him!" roared the bass voice of I 'he lie's Harry. "The underhand miscreant!" foamed the farmer. "Madder than a March hare!" uttered Harry, at last su'.'cccding in srambli.ig to his feet. "IMk here, old pentlem-n. what docs all this mean! If you are a burglar, say so! I am not!" "Harry," chirped I'heW, "W merci ful, as you arc strong. For my sake, harm not 1113' uncle!" I!ut Hester, charging into the affray with a pair of tongs, soon changed the aspect of affairs. Kxplanations ensued rage changed into laughter "and Mrs. Martin went upstairs to prepare a quaint apartment, mram'inly known as the oak room, for the re-option of the troubadour who had so nearly Wen shot for a burglar. "And, look here, 3-oung man," said Mr. Tipton, "the next time 3-011 come prowling around a house at one a. m. come to the front door instead of the winp window. What the dickens! I'm neither a jailer nor an ogre! I f mj- niece wants to marrv a man and the man can prove himself able to support a wife, I should not stand in the wa-!" "Fnelc," lisped I'heW, "ym an darling!" "(live me a kiss, 1113- pirl." said Mr. Tiptou. "I declare. I didn't know how pretty you were, until now!' Mrs. .Martin. alwa3s an carl3' riser, came down at fiv o'clock in the sweet June morning, when the blackbirds were whistling and the cabbage roses were weighed down with dew. Hut, early as she was, Mr. Tipton had come down Wfore her and stood on the door stop, with hi; '.am', in his pockets. "Well. St.-lla," sa":l he. chuckling. "who would have thought of our hav ing an adventure in I he old place?" Mrs. Martin smile 1. "What arc y u doing?" said Mr. Tip Urn, turning rather abrup.lt- around. "I am scalding meal for the j-oung turkeys." "Well, leave it off a minute, and talk. I saw Stella?" "Yes?" She looked at him with her large, wine-brown eyes full of serious ques tioning. "All this sort of thing makes one think of one's own young days, eh?" There was the least quiver of a sad smile arouad her lips. "The days. Stella, when I used to be fond of you. llefore we quarroleL llcfore Wilfred Martin crossed 3-our path!" Still Mrs. Martin did not stir. There was someVhing in that reposeful man ner of hers that fitted in wonderfully to his ideas of life. He hated a flurry. Mrs. Martin never was in a Hurry. "I am fond of you still,"' went on Mr. Tipton. "This little love aiTair in our midst has wakened me up; I don't know how. ami I don't care. Is it too late, Stella, to Wgin life over again, you and I?" She went up to him, with her slow, graceful step, and put her hand in his. Still she did not speak. She onl looked and smiled. Hut he understood ber. "iiod bless yon, Stella," said he. Mrs. Cresshill, of No. Kast For tieth street, was highly t-candalizcd when the letter from Tiptou Hall came. "A pretty state of thing?s," said she. "To think that Harr' Havens has fol lowed that girl straight into the New Hampshire wilds and married her! And with her uncle's consent into the bar gain!" "Tliat's not the worst of it," dryly re marked her husband. "Your brother Tipton has got married, ttto! And there's an end of your expectations from that branch of the family." Mrs. Cresshill wrung her hands, but what mattered idle tears? What was done could not be undone, and Cupid, as all the world knows cares nothing for sequins. Amy Randolph, in N. Y. Ledger. SERVED HiR SHOE FOR SUPPER. A (iallttnt Noble tauU How ll Taxed 1IU C'ook'e Keaourcea. Remarkable instances of gallantry are the subject of an article in the San Francisco Examiner, which sav's: Iu Iomlon a century ago it was no uncommon practice 011 the part of the "fast men" to drink bumpers to the health of a ladj- out of her shov. The earl of Cork relates an incident of this kind, and to carry the compli ment still further, he states that the shoe was ordered to W dressed and served up for supper. "The cook sit himself seriously to work upon it; he pulled the upper part (which was of line daina.-k) into line shrills , and tossed it up into a ragout, minced the soles, cut the wooden heel into thin slices fried them in batter and placed them round the dish for garuLsli. The company to.-tifil their affection for the ladj-13 eating liourtily of this exquisite impromptu.' " I JUSTED" I LAKE. How a Fortune Foil to His De serted Widow. Darken to the tale of how fortune fell to the widow of "Dusted" Itlake. The outcome has shown that "Dusted" was not radically- bail. Hut he was wretchedly weak of will to reject an opportunity of having another drink w ith the Wys or w ith the girls or with anylnnly or tioInmIv. In the days of his ascendency, when he was a j-oung and newlj'-married architit-t, lie was a buyer of drinks for others. Waiters in cafes viitl with each other in showing readiness to take his orders He was rated, a jolly good fel low then. No one would have supposi-d it destined that some tine night a leer ing bar-room wit should rcpl3- to his wkisiHTed application for a Fn:all loan by pouring a half-glass of whisky utM.n his head and saving: "I hereby christen thoo 'Dusted.' " The title stuck. I Make, through -on-tinuod iiiipccuniositt", lost all shame of it in time: lost. too. his self-rcspi-ot, and his wife. Mrs. Dlakc. a gentle and prem- little brunette, had wcddiil him against the will of her parents. She had trust oil, for his safetj", to the allure ments of his future, which iverylxl.V said was bright, and to his love for her. The 3-oarsof tearful nights, the plead ings, the reproaches the wesawof hope and despair, need not here be dwelt upon. Tin y would make an old st ry and some of the details might W shock ing to the 3'oung person. They reached a culmination one dav- when she said to him: "You love drink Wttor than 3-011 love me. I have done with 30U." She was a woman and took a woman's view f tile case. When he came back to their rooms that night, neither she nor his two weeks' old bab- girl were there. Then he knew how much he loved them anil how much he had underestimated his love. She did not go to her parents. There was a very musty proverb that she knew would moot her 011 their thresh old: 'You mad.? 3'or.r Wd; now lie on it." Her father was a man of no orip inality, hence he would have put it in that way. die got cmploj-ment in a photograph 'g.dici-y, where she made herself useful bv Wing ornamental, sitting Whind a desk in the ante-rMm. I know not what duties devolve tip-m the woman who occupies that jwist in the average photographer's service; whatever they are, she iMTformcd them, ;::id with the wages received managed to care for her-.elf and child. M he next day he made a Herculean ef fort to pull himself together. lie tW tained a position as draughtsman from one who had known him in his re spctable Jieriod, ai.d he wont trcm bliiiply and sheepishly to call upon his wife and child. The consequence of his visit was a re union, which endured for two v. hole weeks. At the end of that time she cast him olf 111 utter scorn. How be lived for the next two years can W lci:ov. ii only to those who are fa miliar through experience with the ex istence of people who a.k other people on the street for a few cents toward the price of a night's lodging. Dy those who knew him he was said to W "no good to himself or anyone cl-o." He acquired the raggrediicss. the impu dence, the phraseology of the vagaWnd class. He would hang on the edge of a parts- of uin drinking together in front of a bar on the slim chance of being "counted in" when the question went round, "whafll J'"U have?" He was perpetually Wing impelled out of sa 1'M'iisat foot race skii1 by the official whose function it is 111 barr.oms to sulistitute an objectionable person's room for his company. One winter Sunday morning he slept late upon a Wnch in a public square. Awakened 113- an officer, he rose to go. Hazy in head and stiff in joints he slight' staggcri-d. He heard ln-hind him the cooing laugh of a child. He looked around. It was himself that hail awakened the infant's mirth or that strange something which precctli-s the dawn of a sense of luunor in chil dren. The smiling huW was iu a child's carriage, w hich a plainly dressed wom an was pushing. He looked at the woman. It was his wife, and the pret ty child was his own. He walked rapid'13- from the place, and on the same day he decided to le-ave the- cit3. He had herded with vagrants of the touring class. The methods of free transportation 13 means of freight trains and fre-o living by means of Wggary and small thie'V er3' in country towns were 110 secret to Uim. He walke-tl to the suburbs and at nightfall he se-raiubleil up the side of a coal e-ar in a train slowly moving west ward. Mrs. Dlake and the child lived in a fair degree' of comfort upon thi- moth er's wages but often the mother shud dered at thought of what might happen should she ever lose her situation at the photograpiieT's. Consumption hail its hold on "Duste-d" Dlake when be arrive-d in the' mining town called t'et-thcre, City, in Kansas one e'vening. Jet-there City hail not gotte-u the-re' beyond a single straggling street ef shantie,, but it hael acquired a saloon, although liquor selling hael al ready been forbidden in Kansas. "Dusted" Dlake, with ten cvnts in his cloihe's en tercel the saloon and askeil in an asthmatic voice1 for as much whisky as thats una was gen id. for. While awaiting a re'sponse his eye-s turned toward the only other persons in the saloon three burly, Warde-el miners of the conventional big-hatted, big-bootei aud big-voiced type. Above their heads and against the wall was this sign, lettered roughly with char coal under a crudely drawn death's head: "Five thousand dollars will W paid by the undersine'd to the" widow of the sneaking hound that informs on this saloon. This is no mecr bluff. 1'. Ilibbs." Dlake, afte'r a brief eouphing fit, looked up at the man Whind the bar a gre'at, thick-neeketl fellow, with a mien of authority' and yet with a cei-...i:i bluff honesty expressed aWut his eye's and lips. This man. w hose air of pro prietorship convinced Dlake that he' could W none other than I. t.ibbs, bad first lookeil siievringly at the ten e'ent . but had shown some small sign of pity uiH,-n he-aring the ominous cough of the attenuated vagrant, lie set forth a LotUtf ajid glaiM. . .'..., "Help yorsclf." said I, i'.iblis. While Dlake was doing so, Mr. (iiblis went on: 'Kail iiitigh o yotirn. Y' mightn't gtie-ss it, but that same cough runs in my fam'ly. It took ofT a brother.but it skip'H-d rre." Here was a Wnd of sympathy le tween the big law-defying -saloonkeeper ami tin frail toper from the east. 'Dusted" Dlake drained his glass and pn-sently coughe-d again. 1. (libbs again M-t forth the Wttlc and this time he drank with Dlake. Ik-fore long, by dint of rcjM'atcd fits of coughing, on the part of Dlake. the sympathy of I'. Uibbs was so worked iiimiu that be invited the throe miners in the saloon to join him and the stranger. Dlakc slept in a corner of the saloon that night. He left there the next morning, a curious expression of reso lution on his face. 1 luring the next three weeks ho was now and then alluded to in I. iibbs' saloon as the "coughing stranger." In the middle of the third week, at nine o'clock iu the evening, when the lamps in I', (iibbs saloon were exert ing the-ir smalle-st degree of dimness and the bar was doing a good business, the door opened and in stag,, .-riil . "Dusted" Dlakc. His staggering on this occasion was manifest '.3 not due to drink. His face had the hideous con cavities of a starved man and the 1111 oertainty of his gait was the- token of a mortal fii-hlcnoss. His rmaeiat ion was painful t'i Whold. His eyes glowetl like huge gems. The crowd of minors looked at him with surprise as ho entered. "The e-oughing strange-r!" crieil one. "The coffin stranger, you me-an,"said another. "Duste-d" Dlake lure hod over to the bar. His eyes met those of 1. (Jibbs on the other side, and the latte-r reached for a whisky Wttle-. Dlake fumbled in his pocket and brought forth a piee-e of soiled paper, which he laid on the bar under the glance of 1. 'ibls. "Kee-p that!" said Dlake, in a husky voice, whose service he compelled with mrich effort. "And keep your word, too. That's where you'll find her." I. (iibbs picked up the paper. "What do you mean?" he asked. "That woman's name the-re: It's the name of my widow; the address, too, of a photograph man w ho will te-11 you where she is (Jet the money to her quick, Wfore the governor comes down on you with the troops to close 3-011 up. And don't let he-r know how it comes about. I'ick out a man to take it to her, let him pay his expenses fiut of it a man you can trust and make him tell her I made it somehow, mining or something, 60 bhu'll take it. You know." 1. (lildjs, who had listened with in creasing amazement, oih-ih-iI wide his eyes and drew his revolver. He spoke in a strangely low, rcprosse-d voice: "Stranger, do 3011 mean to say " "Yes, that's it." shricke'd "Dusted" Dlakc, turning toward the crowd of in tensely interested on-lookcrs. "And I e-all ou all of you here to witness, and to hold him to his word. That's no mere bluff, he' says, in his notice there, and I'm the sneaking hound that in formed. My widow's entitled to his live thousand dollars. I did it in To peka. and for proof see this newspa per!" I. (Siblis fired a shot from his revol ver throt h the newspaper that Dlake pulled from Wncath his shirt. Then the saloon-ko-.'pe-r brought his weujuin on a level with Dlake's face. It's pood your boots is on!" said 1. flibbs, ironically. Dut he did not fire. Dlake stood pcrfe-ctly still, awaiting the shot, und fee-bly laughing. So the two remained for some mo-me-nts until Dlake suddenly sank tc the floor, quite exhausted. He died within a half-hour, on the saloon floor, his head re-sting in the palm ef I. (Iibbs, who knelt by his side and tried to re-vive him. At the next dawn a man whom they called Dig Andy starteil east: and tho piee-e of paper that Itlake had handed to 1. ("iblis was not all that he took with him. The United State's marshal ar rived and duly closed CihW bah ton, which n-ope'iied very shortly afterward, minus the' five thousand dollar offer. And Dig Andy found the widow of "Duste-d" Dlake. to whom he told a bit of fiction, in ae'counting for the l-paey conve-yed by him to her. that would have imposed upon the most in -redulotis legatee. When she had recovered from the surprise of finding hcrse-lf and her child provided with the means of sur viving the possible losseif her situation, she forgave the late "Dusteil," aud there was a flow- of te-ars unusual to a Ward ing house parlor and unnerving to Dig Andy. Presently she asked Andy whether he knew what her husband's last worels had been. "Yep," said Andy, "I heard 'm plain and clear. Pete (iibbs, the other ex ecutor of the will, you know Pe-te say s: It's all right, partner; me an' Andy will see to it,' and then your husband says: 'Thank (lawd, I've boen some good tei her an' the child, at last.' " Which account was entirely correct. When Dig Andy had returned to (Jet there City and related heiw he hail icr fortned his mission, he added: "I'd We'ii such a lovely liar all through, it's a shame I had to go an' spoil the story by puttin' in some truth at the finish." They put up a woexlen grave mark w here Dlake was burie'd, and a'tor his name they cut in the wood this te-stiiu.-nial: "A tenderfeiot that was some good to his folks at last." Ii. N. Stephens, in Philadelphia Press A suburb of ( liii-aKo. It appears impossible for foreigrners to gain a clear ielca of the great extent of the United States A lady in Dangor, Me., who has acquaintance s in England, received a letter from one if them the other day saying that a party wished to visit the exposition but did not care to Ward in Chicago itself. They preferred to hare rooms in the suburbs. Therefore, could she secure them a Warding place in Dan gor; they would make Dang; or their headquarters and visit the fair from day to day. This equals the story of the young Dritem w ho years ago vis ited this country. On shiplsiard he fell in with an American and asked the price of a good horse and carriage in the states, saying he had a week's, leisure and thought he would driveover to Portland, Me., out to Chicago and back to New York by way of WaiJdng-ion. T
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