-, T-V " 't 'p-r ' a. IPf - V t" -v h u i-s. i Trv ' - T " H nipr ti THE SORANTON TRIBUNE-MONDAY MORNING, JULY 5, 1807. n Cbe Rome Reading Circle ! AN INGENUE. Daphne Rondol, In "AllJw' p to Introduce Mr. Dy-vy,' ii the A )st. Sir John Ueauclinnir. "s lip r.r pro shed Lois Campbell; and, Inokii f u j Lois saw n tall man bow ing t for her. Ho had clenr-cut fea ture rind his hair was slightly tlngcl wit' gray. She rose, nnd, taking his nrr.., tOey Joined the procession wind ing down stairs to dinner. Howard Dycey prided himself on al ways breaking the Ico with a new ac quaintance during the passage from tlie drawing room to the dining room door. Uecauso Lois Campbell looked so obviously "new," ho could not resist teasing her, by asking her If she had read Hoschkoff's "latest." "I l.ave just finished It." "That Is goodl" exclaimed Dycey, pui'ied. "I suppose you think him a vet; Brent dramatist!" "No; I don't know that I do," re plied Lois. "I confess It disgusted n'e." Dycey's exclamations of horror were Interrupted by the necessity of getting seated at the dinner table. Lois found her old friend lloland Grey on her left. He smiled ns he drew In I1I2 chair. "I wns lather late tonight, and could not make my way to you across the drawing room," he said. "I hope you are staying some time with Lady Ueauchamp and that you are enjoying your London gayetles." "Yes," answered Lois, "I nm hav ing a yejy good time, and Mary wants mo to s"ta' nil the season. I think London delightful." Dycey did not appreciate sitting si lent between two ladles, both convers lng'v,wlth other men. Accordingly, ho clalm'ed his prion right to Lois' atten tion, "Miss Campbell, he began, "I nm sorry you do not llko BaschkofC. May 1 ask why he disgusts you'.'" ',1 shall find It dllllcuU to explain," replied Lois, "for my reasons are raMier emotional thnn Intelligent. He appears to me to delight only In In tellectual and moral monstrosities. Am 'then to be assured that these llbelsuire the portraits of true women, freed from the trammels of society! I nm quite sure that In no circum stances could I act or feel as one of his women; and I do not believe that I am particularly conventional, or In onyway exceptional. ' Dycey listened with an nlr of pro found attention, which vn". somewhat omljarrasslnir. "iixceptlonal, at all events, In the conciseness with which you express your, opinions, Miss Campbell," he re plied. L'olfc colored slightly. "Y,ou say you are not conventional," continued Dycey. "Perhaps you are not a very good judge. Remember, your charactex has been largely formed by whatoile rnay fall herldltary propriety, fostere'd by education. So-called civ ilization has not been at work nil these centuries without leaving Us mark on the human race." "So much the better, surely." "Forgive me," replied Dycey, "it hrs cramped and crippled us, and now no one can walk alone without crutches supplied by society. I believe your dis like arises more from timidity than dis gust. Clear your mind of all preju dice, nnd you will, 1 am certain, Imme diately appreciate such genius. Women capable of grasping great Ideas are not numerous, and we cannot afford to al low one to languish upon the milk nnd water diet of mere conventionality. Please read.the book by Hos'chkoff that I will send you carefully, and then I will discuss it with you. You are stay ing here some time, I believe'.'" "Yes; till the end of July." "Before- then 1 am sure you will bo nn ardent admirer of Boschkoff." He hud heard enough of this pretty proselyte, and turned to the lady on the other side. Roland Giny seized the opportunity to converse with Lois about old home associations. Upstairs Lois found herself sitting next to a certain Miss Cowan, a thor oughrpaced. society girl, who knew everything and everybody. She listened wun amusement to her cynical corn- :".",," u,nfs'n Keneral, when theytfjaml left the room hastily. featured woman, whom Lois had never J ...... ....,, .u,,u-u L-meriy, nani-f Been iuore in Her friends house. "What have you two been tnlklng about? Have you beer, telling Miss Cnmpbell of Jne ball last night. Fan ny?" nskedi Mrs. Lewis, as she seat ed herself or the lounge, with one hand placed caressingly on Miss Cowan's arm, wh.o,fho evt r. took her arm away ns soon as was tnl!.el,- possible. "Are you going to many dances, Miss Camp bell?" she continued. VJSq, 'o kjjow very few ball-glvlng people," replied Lois. "Oli, there are lots of wnys of get ting Invitations. I will certainly get you a card for Mrs. Forsyth's ball, and also for that nice Mr. Grey. I don't think he goes out much In London yet." "But LadyiBeauchamp does not know Mrs. Forsyth." "Oh, that Is no dilllculty. Mrs. Forsytho does not know one-tenth of the people she has Invited. She la quite new to society, and I am sending out the Invitations. She will be delighted to ask any one I suggest. It Is to bo a very crand affair. Kvery one will he there, as there Is to be a magnificent cotillon. I will send Lady Beauchamp a card tomorrow," Mrs, Lewis prom ised, smiling graciously upotuLols. Here the conversation ended as the Blood Humors Whether itching, burning, bleeding, acaly, crusted, pimply, or blotchy, whether simple, icroftiloiur hereditary, from Infancy to ago, spec Jily cured by warm baths with CirncuiiA fioiv, gentle anointings wlthfCimcuitA(olnt went), thn great skin cure, 'ami mild doses, o.( C.'uT(mmjL HusoLVENT, greatest of blood purifiers and humor cures. Ii nil throuih.ot th world. FonnDira lis Cam. Coir., Snl Prop., uiwtoa. f " How la Can Kmy Blood Humor," fr. FACE HUMORS JJiS1. (piGiira . the Boston Herald. gentlemen nppearcd, and consequently caused a slight movement among the ladles. "Who Is Mrs. Lewis?" asked Lois of Miss Cowan. She felt she Instinctively disliked the overdressed lady with the overassured manner who had Just left them. "Oh, she Is very bad form!" answered Miss Cowan. "I can't understand how peopla can let her run them. I believe she positively takes money for bringing nice young men like Mr. Grey to balls." And In fact, Roland Grey was way laid, on his approaching Lois, by Mrs. Lewis, who seemed determined to se cure such a presentable youn;j man for her many social requirements. Dycey came and sat down by Lois. "I have Just been hearing how delight fully you sing, Miss Campbell. You nro fond of music? Did you hear 'Lohen grin' last night?" - Lois Hushed. "Oh, yes," she replied. "I have never been to tho opera be fore." Dycey wns. pleased with hoi enthusi asm. "1011 should go to Bayreuth." "How I should love- that' But I fear there is no chance of my doing so; at nil events, this year." "I am taking a party there In Aug ust. You must come with us, Miss Campbell." Lois, In the excitement that the sound or mention of Wagner aroused In her, at once began to ply Dycey with ques tions about it, so that Lady Beau champ's remark when the party had broken up was natural enough. "You seemed to get on with Mr. Dycey, Lois. He Is amusing, Is he not?" "Yes. We quarreled atdlnner over Boschkoff, and made It up afterward over music." "He knows a good deal about music," said Mary P.cauchamp. "He Is really cleverer than most of his set. It is their creed of mutual admiration which annoys me, though I can't help liking them Individually. It will be very In teresting1 if you become one of their shining lights. It might very well come about through your singing and Mr. Dycey's good word. But be a com mon mortal as long ns you can." She added: "I like your friend, Mr. Grey, very much. He seems so straightfor ward and sincere." The musical sympathy between Lois and Mr. Dycey having been fully es tablished, Mr. Dycey volunteered his services for accompanying her In tho songs she had arranged to sing at a concert Lady Beauchamp was giving. Their practices brought him often to the nous, more often than was neces sary, but then ho wished to Improve his acquaintance with this "new little girl," as he called her to his friends. He got Into tho way of escorting Lois and her chaperon to concerts. Lady Beauchamp, who did not care for music, performed her duties faithfully. Once, and one.? only, did she fail her a sudden summons to the country! Lois was wild with disappointment; she wea to have heard Paderewskl. She roamed about the drawing room disconsolately after Mary had cone. She could not settle to any occupation, but stood drummins with her lingers against the window pane, and staring absently Into the carle. Suddenly a hansom drove up to tho door, the bell rang and the butler an nounced "Mr. Dycey." I saw Lady Beauclmmp driving Into Victoria stntion this morning," he said, "and I feared that looked as If you were not golnij to St. James's hall this afterncon." "Yes," replied Lois. "She was called suddenly into the country, so I can not co." "You must not miss this concert," he exclaimed. "I have a hansom wait ing. Come with me." The girl hesitated. Dycey Interrupted her with a slightly pitying smile. "You don't mean to say you are afraid of the proprieties. Miss Campbell? I assure you It Is all right quite usual now. Won't you come?" Lois flushed nt the thought of being considered prudish. She did not like this man's smile at her timidity. "I'll be ready in a minute," she said, "Why shou d she not en?" sho .,n,i with herself. There was nothing wrong In It, and It would be delightful. She felt shy and strange in St. James's hall, seated beside Dycey, who knew so many people, yet delightfully Important, too, as she studied with him his large edition of the sonata. She wns soon lost In tho music, and thought of nothing els. But her sense of exul tation forsook her when tho concert was over. As they made their way to the door her caviller exchanged re marks with many acquaintances, and Lois felt they eyed her Inquiringly. "Dycey has picked up a 'new girl,'" she heard one lady remark, and flushed furiously. "Oh, please don't trouble. I can quite well go home alone," she Implored, as Dycey hailed a cab. "That's out of the question," he re plied, with a lordly nlr. "I shall cer tain see you home." AsHhey were getting Into the han som, Roland Grey came along the pavement. Ho stopped for a second In surprise, then took off his hat stlflly and walked on. Lois was angry with him, angry with herself. Why should he look surprised? She had done nothing wrong, she re peated to herself. All the same, she devoutly wished that ho had not seen them. When they reached the house, and Dycey had rung the bell, she said, put ting out her hand: "Thank you so very much. I can't tell you how Immensely I enjoyed the music. It was most good of you to take me." "Not a hit," he replied. "It is a great delight to have such a sympathetic companion." Ho had taken her hand, but did not mean to be dismissed at once. "Don't you think wo had better have a llttlo further practice for to morrow? Wo could have it before Lady Beauchamp returns." The vision of Roland Grey's aston ished eyes rose before Lois, and Bhe said, hurriedly: "I am afraid not now. I am rather tired. But you will come early tomor row, to see that nothing goes wrong, won't you?" ' She quietly withdrew her hand, and he said "aood-by" and hailed again the hansom, which was driving slowly away. Roland Grey's evident surprise and displeasure at her proceedings had stung her, and put Lots on tho defen sive. She had not known before whether she quite approved of them or not, but now she wns qulto sure flho had done right to go with Dycey. But she did not like It when Mary allowed her eyes to widen a little at tho news of tho afternoon's escapade, "I don't know whether that wns quite wine, Lois, though a good many girls do so. Don't follow their lead too far." When tho day of tho concert came Lois sang well, nnd there was quite a throng of admiring friends round her when she finished, who kept up a llttlo tuzz of compliment's. Dycey's quiet "That was good" pleased her most: It sounded sincere. At tho close of tho party she was left alone In the back drawing room, while Lady Beauchamp was saying farewell to her guests. She wns stand ing by the plnno, tidying her music, when Roland Grey came up to her. "Thank you so much for your sing ing. I never enjoyed anything so much," ho said earnestly. Lois smiled. "I am glad you liked It. But are you not rather extrava gant In your praise?" "No," he replied, "It was not a com pliment," and he stood fingering the muslo nervously. At length he con tinued, "I suppose Dycey plays very well?" Lois looked up. "I have never met any one who accompanies so sym pathetically. It makes one sing." Roland dropped a piece of music and stooped to pick It up again. "Ho went with you to Paderewskl's concert yes terday, did he not?" Lois was determined not to appear ashamed of her conduct, and so re plied: "Yes. Mnry was unexpectedly called out of town, nnd Mr. Dycey, thinking It a pity I should miss the concert, kindly came here and took me. It was very good of him," she added, with a little spurt of defiance. Grey lost his air of embarrassment nnd became grave. "Do you like that sort of person?" he asked suddenly. Lois flushed. "What do you mean?" she demanded. He looked at her earnestly. "I thought you agreed with me a little time ago that tho teaching of that particular set of self-styled 'cultured' people was not very wholesome. Have you changed your mind?" "I don't know wjicn I said anything of the kind, I certainly , think them much more Interesting than common place people." "Oh, tho poor, maligned common place!" exclaimed Grey. "What a fear ful crime it is nowadays to be dull and respectable!" "I cannot think what we are quar relling about, or why you should be displeased that I went to the concert with Mr. Dycey," said Lois, letting her vexntlon get the upper hand. "It was open to misconstruction," he said, drily, and then putting his elbows on the piano, he leaned toward her, "Lois," he Bald, "for the sake of old times you must forgive what I say, but I wish you would keep clear of that kind of thing. People are al ways so ready to gossip." The girl threw her head back an grily. "I don't know what you mean, or why you should talk so to me or listen to gossip. Why should a girl not have men as friends without peo ple tnlklng?" "I hate to have you spoken of as Dycey's 'new discovery,' and to hear people asking whether you will do. I hate the humbug of this intellectual lllrtlng," he said, with sudden wrath. Lois kept silence, and ho was con scious that he had lost his self con trol. "I am sorry to have hurt you." he said. "I have said more than I ought; forgive. Of course, I have no right to speak to you so," and, turning quickly, with a bow, he left her Howard Dycey was coming up from the tea room, and as they passed on the stairs he noted with a certain enjoy ment Grey's evident discomfiture, while Lois, hearing Dycey's voice, escaped to her own room. There she flung herself on her bed In a storm of tears. Her pride wan bitterly wounded, and she was furious with Roland. Soon, how ever, with the remembrance of his face at parting her anger melted away. She began to realize how dear his esteem had been to her. He had said that he had no right to speak to her thus. But was that true? Had not her silence given him tho right that day, last au tumn, when, in a sudden rush of feel ings he had spoken of his cherished hope of winning her for his wife? True, ho had not allowed her to answer, say ing that everything was to remain as if he had said nothing till she had seen more of the world nnd ho had made a position. How faithfully ho had kept his word, never allowing his own feel ing to appear or trying to influence hers, Last autumn Lois had been glad that she was viiot forced to answer. She had felt that ho was a dear friend, to whom It would be painful to say "No," But now she felt she knew not what. Only tho thought of saying "No" made her shudder. What did she care for Dycey? she nsked herself. He was clever and mu sical, but that was nil. He wns not a renl man, like Roland. And to bo spoken of ns "Dycey's discovery!" She pictured to herself Dycey saying to his friends, "Oh, I've discovered a new girl; not a bad little thing. Fairly amusing, nnd sings well." Her cheeks tingled, and she burled her face still deeper In the pillow. Suddenly she re collected, with a start, that they were going to the opern, and that she must nress at once. Roland Grey had said he was going to the opera, too. She would try and speak to him and make friends. It was childish to Bhow tern per because ho had criticised her con duct, nn It was consoling to feel that he would not have done so had ho not cared. The opera was excellent, but Lois could not enjoy the music; she was so eager to discover Roland Grey. After some time she perceived him In another ihjx, wun a party or people sho did not know. Sho wns almost sure he had seen her, but would not look her way She waited Impatiently for tho close of the first act, hoping ho might come to their box; but though ho left his own, he did not come. The second interval came, but no Roland appeared, nor any else, Lois began to feel ill-used. She wished some acquaintance would come and speak to them; every one else seemed to havo friends, She had hopes of coming across Roland on their way out, but it was Howard Dycey who come up to her. "Remember, we are to hear nil this together again at Bayreuth. Mrs. Ber ry will come with us, and I have taken tickets." "Come, Lois, tho carriage Is here," cried Lady Beauchamp, taking Dycey's arm. Lois, turning her head as she laid her hand on Sir John's arm, saw Roland Grey's back turned toward her. He must havo heard everything Dycey had tald. Of course sho wns not going to Bayreuth, but Roland would, think it was all arranged. She must not trust heraelf to return Dycey's "good night," much less explain that she would nut be one of his party. A week or two passed. The ladles saw Roland Grey nt parties, nnd though ho once or twice spoko to Lndy Beauchamp ho never came, near LoK She repeatedly assured herself that Mi coldness was of no account, and yet this continual nvoldancu vexed her bit terly. Whenever sho went she found herself watching for his appearance, and when ho did como she was plaln'y aware of his presence, tilthuupgh sho would not nllow her eyes to wander In his direction for a moment. People thought her very Innttentlve, for, while pretondlg to lhtcn to their conversa tion, sho wns waiting nervously for the approach of Roland. One morning Lady Renuchamp came Into the drawing room hurriedly .hold ing nn oncn letter in her hand. "Lois," she snld, "one of the men has failed for my dinner party on the 10th. Would vou mind writing a card for Mr. Grey?" "Why trouble about it?" nBked Lois. "I need not dine, and then you will be nn even number." "Oh, no! wo cannot spare you," re plied Mary. "Do you mind writing it?" Lois was sorry she had demurred. "Of course not. I will write at once." "Thank you, dear," said Lady Beau champ. "Remember, we dine at 8," nnd she left the room. An Idea struck Lois. Was not this the opportunity for which she had been looking? Sho wanted Roland Grey's friendship again (of course, nothing more), and could she not tell him so In a letter Inclosed with the card? She would stand up for the theory that girls can make friends of men ns well as ot women, and not allow one such friend ship to be broken by a lltto fit of tem per. She took up her pen eagerly, but was then confronted with the difficulty of putting her meaning Into words. It wns a delicate matter. Many an Inno cent sheet of note paper was sacrificed. Tho final copy she finished hurriedly, nnd without rending It over, as sho heard Lady Beauchamp returning. No sooner had it gone than Lois half re pented. Had she not written foolishly? What had she said? Something- about hoping he would come, as they had seen so little of him lately; and some thing about London being such a mighty place, one so easily lost one's friends; and then nt the end, some grandiloquent sentence about friend ship being so sacred that It should not be lightly thrown aside. She recollect ed It with a blush. Next day brought a note from Roland Grey. She opened It nervously. "Dear Miss Lois:" ("What an odd way to address me!" she thought as she read. "It should be 'Miss Camp bell,' or plain 'Lois.' ") "I am much obliged for your kind In terest in me, but I fear I must beg to be excused. The fact Is, that I am for tunate In possessing many good friends already; and as I am content with their number I should hardly feet Justified In availing myself of your proposal. Yours truly, Roland Grey." Lois crushed the note in her hand, and turned to leave the room. "You will be ready to drive at 4 o'clock, dear," said Lady Beauchamp. "Oh, I can't go this afternoon," was the short reply, and she rushed up stair?. Mary looked after her Inquiringly. "Poor child!" she murmured. "I won der what it Is all about!" Meanwhile, Lois was hastily pacing up and down her room. At that mo ment she hated Roland Grey. She had done nothing to deserve this. It was a cool, deliberate Insult. No one had ever ini-ulted her before. She shook her head back fiercely. Sho would never speak to him again. Then, suddenly, she leaned her head on the sill In an agony of tears. Sho had discovered that she did love Roland Grey. His ill-usage had opened her eyes. She suffered mentally, but she made no complaint, and resented any remarks as to her health. She went through her round of gayetles with a fixed determination, more suit ed to a course of self-chastisement than to efforts nt enjoyment. Only once, at a big crush, did she resume anything of her old vivacity, and then It had a false ring. An ob server might have noticed that it was coincident with the approach of Grey, who was making his way as If to speak to her. She would not see him and turned toward Mr. Dycey, looked up brightly and asked him for de tails of his last boating expedition. Dycey, who had that moment been telling her about it, politely repeated himself, and then Inquired: "So you like a tale twice told?" "I beg your pardon," said he, con fused, "I was thinking about some thing else." "That Is honest, at least, Miss Camp bell," ho said, with a slight sneer, and left her. Roland Grey had left the room. Ho had seemed willing to speak to her, but since the rebuff sho nnd received she was unapproachable. He was to dine with them on the 10th, but Lois wns resolved that she would not b of tho party, and she accepted a sud den invitation to stay in the country. Lady Beauchamp gladly assented to her leaving town for a few days. She had guessed for some time past that something wns troubling Lois, and al fo that, whatever that something was, concerned Roland Grey. Now that Lois was going away, nnd the young man coming to dinner, she would take the opportunity of discovering what was wrong. It could not be simply that Lois had refused to marry Grey, for then sho would not be thus anxious to avoid him, and he so willing to meet. He was the sort of man who would take a refusal as final; and besides, it was only the other day that ho avoid ed Lois as studiously as she now avoid ed him. There must be some misun derstanding between them. Lady Beauchamp fully Intended that this one should be disentangled. She noted his look of grave disap pointment when she told him that Miss Campbell was away, and remarked) that he was decidedly preoccupied dur ing dinner. Afterward, In tho course of conversation with him, she remark ed that sho was afraid London life was too much for Lois. Roland seemed Interested nnd anx ious to know what could bo done, and whether she was soon returning to town. "I can't make out what Is the mat ter with her," replied Lady Beau champ. "She has lost all her spirits and her color. But sho gets qulto vexed If I so much ns hint that she Is not looking well. She will tell mo noth ing, but I fancy that something is troubling her. Perhaps you can en lighten me?" she said, suddenly look ing straightat tho young man. Lady Beauchamp had not Intended to say this. She felt that she had made a bold plunge, and was very grateful for a chance Interruption at this point. But before sho left sho nsked him to call on her that next Sunday. Roland Grey wns completely mysti fied. What part was Lady Beauchamp playing, and why was Lois unliappy? The sudden thought that Dycey might be the cause made him clinch his handc. But no; It was Imposslblo that Lois could have' been so imposed upon Dycey's evident Intorcst had nev er meant love. He called early on Lady Beauchamp next day, as he wished to see her alone. She was very gracious to lilnv. After a little conversation, Roland asked, nervously, "I had been hoping thnt 1 might have seen Miss Campbell.' "Lois returns tomorrow. You must como and see her. I do not think you havo met for some time;" and Lady Beauchamp looked nt him Inquiringly. "I should have been' exceedingly glad to see her ngatn. We used to bo very good friends, but lately I fancy I havo bored her. Sho knows so many other people." Roland had taken up his hat, and sat with it In his hands, examining It closely. "That Is very odd; for, It you will forgive me, I believed It was you who wished to avoid meeting. I know sho noticed it," continued Lady Beau champ. "Perhaps she Is offended." "I should deservo It If she were, for I did keep away at one time. I foolishly thought that old friends were not so agreeable to her as new, and I did not like to force myself upon her." "Oh, there you are qulto wrong. She Is one of the most constant people I know. Once her friend, always her friend. Your having done that has most likely hurt her." "I do not see how that can be; for she WToto me such a kind note when she Inclosed your card of Invitation to dinner. Since then she must havo re pented, for I have never been able to get a word with her. I cannot under stand her behavior." "Well, I should certainly say, from my knowledge of Lois, that sho was offended," said Lady Beauchamp, ab sently surveying her shoe buckles. "I am afraid there must be some misun derstanding between you. You had better have an explanation." "I wish I could follow your advice; but sho gives me no chance of speak ing to her, nnd the grievance has not substance enough for a letter. It would be absurd to write: 'You are treating me coldly; pray, how have I offended you?" "I think tho only way would be to meet her unexpectedly, when she would be forced to speak to you. What do you say to being here when she comes back tomorrow? What more natural than that you should come to call? and then If there has been any misunderstanding you will be able to clear it up. Oh, you must come. Be here at 5." AVhen Lois returned, laden with a great bunch of roses, she wns Informed that Lady Beauchamp wanted her In the drawing room, and accordingly she ran lightly upstairs, and came to a full stop. There was no Lady Beau champ, but a man was advancing to ward her from the window. The glare of the afternoon Bun wns behind him; she could not distinguish his face. "Miss Campbell," he said. Lois started, and some of the flowers she held fell to the floor. "Lois," Grey repeated humbly, "I am sorry I startled you, but I wanted so much to see you." She stooped to pick up tho flowers, but rose hastily as he bent to help her. She wanted to run away, but felt that would be undignified. Instead, she said, stiffly: "I did not expect to see you." Roland left most of tho (lowers on the floor, but he held one rosebud, which ho twisted nervously In his fing er. "No," he replied, "but Lady Beau champ said I might call. I was so anxious to see you." "Why?" Lois inquired coldly. The door by which she had entered still stood open behind her, but now Grey closed it quietly, and Lois drop ped into a seat. They had not shaken hands. "We have always been such good friends," he said, "until lately. Have I offended you? I am very sorry. What have I done?" Lois made an Inarticulate sound. "Some time ago," ho continued, "I confess that I purposely avoided you; but, oh, Lois! won't you understand? I wanted you to feel quite free." Lois remained motionless, and he went on more calmly: "When I received your letter I knew how wrong I had been to doubt your friendship, and I thought then I might" "What do you mean?" she flashed. "You asked me to come and see you, and you said that you held friendship so sacred that It could not be llRhtly thrown aside. I quite agreed, and" "Have vou come here .to mock me?" she demanded, rising angrily. Ho put out his hand to detain her. "Why do you say I mock you? I would rather die than dream of doing so." Lois gave a harsh, laugh. "Your let ter was an insult!" "An insult? Good heavens! what do you mean?" "I do not think I need tell you." "I do," he said, confronting her. "You shall tell me." "Do vou not call it an insult?" she asked, with a catch in her voice, "when I tell you of my friendship, and you write that that you are content with the number of your friends, and do nol need to avail yourself of my proposal." "I never wrote such a thing," said Grey. "I have the letter," answered Lois. There was dead silence In the room, They stood confronting each other. The girl looked lovely In her Indigna tion. Her eyes were large and brlghr, and her pale cheeks were flushed. She held her chin well In the air, but thero was a suspicious twitching at the cor ners of her mouth. A ray of comprehension Illumined hli face. "Oh, my darling," he gasped, ' and you got that letter? Careless Idiot that I am! That letter was nevsr meant tor you. It wns meant for Mrs. Lewis." He tried to take her hand, but she drew It back. "I don't understand," she murmured. He made her sit down again. "I shall never forgive myself. It has all been due to my stupidity. Shortly be fore I got your note I received one from thnt tiresome woman, Mrs, Lewis, informing me that If I were willing she would bo happy to get me Into the very best society. Sho Is always pes tering mo by word and letter, and so I wrote off that testy little note. And nt the same time I wrote my reply to you, and like a fool must have slipped tho letters Into tho wrong envelopes." no stoppeu speaking nnd came a step nearer Lois. There was a mo ment's silence, nnd then sho rose and put her hand In his. "Dear, nnd I have been stupid, too," she said, "and have also made a mis take, for I read what you Intended for 'Cenr Mrs, Lewis' ns 'Dear aires Luis'." Sho looked up at him, and a llttlo smile broke over her face, such na Roland Grey believed had never leen seen 0.1 woman's countenance before. iN;i:mou.sTiu:Hi,No. Words of Admirable Advice to the Mothers oftho Lund. New York Evening Post. A mother who could hear In the next room every morning her small son of nine talking to himself as ho spelled out tho words and addefothe figures, crosswise and up and 4wn, nnd in every possible way, of a large calen dar whloh hung directly In front of his bed, bethought herself of furnishing him better occupation. She took down the calendar and put In Its place a good print of Raphael's "Madonna delta Beg glola;" this, with no word to him of tho change. Tho next morning the llt tlo one's voice was stilled, but n noise less peep Into the room showed his ?yes glued rapturously to the picture, while nbout his lips the hint of a smile be trayed thnt his absorbing Interest wns a pleased one. Since then at intervals his morning picture Is changed, not too frequently, for a child demands reitera tion, until tho boy has become a smnll connoisseur In famous paintings, nnd his occasional short visits to nn nrt gallery nro a grcnt delight to him be cause of his matin studies. The first ten minutes of a child's day are a most valuable receptive period. The young brain is refreshed by sleep, unexclted by any of the day's occupations, eager for Impressions and peculiarly respon sive to their Influence, A writer on child-study considers thnt equally Important with the first waking hours should be tho last of the day. 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