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THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION ANXiTtlE ENFORCEMENT OP THE LAWK.
BOHWEIER,
VOL. L
MIFFLINTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA:. WEDNESDAY. JANUARY 8. 1896.
NO. 4.
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I DR. VANDELLAR'S DEVICE. j
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T TF.l .1 . Vftll Xfai-v IhiOhifTan
ask la Impossible! My banking
account is already overdrawn.
yon bold a bill of sale over this rurnl
. tare and my horses and cartages, and I
haven't a penny lb the whole world but
this handful of loose silver and you
don't want that, I suppose?"
, "Well, theTenteen-and thlzpenth
'wouldn't go far to pay oft tbeventeen
hundred pounds, would It? Ask your
thelf; Mr. Vandellar," and Moses Marx
smiled affably, rubbing his fat yellow
hands one over the other as comforta
bly ss though he were Dr. Vandellar's
greatest friend, Instead of his most im
placable creditor.
The Doctor frowned Inquiringly.
"Seventeen hundred pounds?" he
tried. Incredulously. "What are you
talking about? The bill you discounted
was drawn for fifteen hundred only."
. "Yeth, I know," returned Mr. Marx,
calmly; "but the other two hundred's
extra Interest for cashing a forgery!"
. "Forgery!" exclaimed Dr. Vandellar,
ta well-assumed indignation and sur
prise. "That's an ugly word, Marxl"
and his long, wiry hands twitched ner
vously, making Mr. Marx thick how
painful they would prove if dug vin
dictively into his fat throat
" I know it's an ugly word. Doctor;
but It Isn't so ugly as the crime Itself.
What's the use of beating about the
bush? I knew that the names on the
back of your bill were forgeries when
I discounted It."
"You Infernal old scoundrel! But
a-hy did you, the shrewdest, most close
fisted money lender In Txindon, discount
a bill yuu knew to be forged?"
"For the thlmple reason, my friend,
that r knew you'd have to take it up
when it fell due."
"Then you've made a mistake; I can't
The bill's overdue now!"
"Oh, another day or two don't mat
ter to me," said Marx, airily.
"But don't you see," explained the
Doctor, impatiently, "den't you see that
I'm broke smashed altogether?"
"It can't be so bad as that? No, no.
Now, Vandellar, my boy, you're Joglnk;
now, ain't you 1"
"No," answered Vandellar, grimly,
"I never was more serious in my life."
Then, if that's the case." stormed
Mr. Marx, his amiability suddenly van
ishing, "you'll have to meet this bill to
morrow or go to prison!"
"Very well." said the Doctor, who
grew calm as his creditor became ex
cited. "If that's your decision, you may
as well send for the police at once."
Now, Mr. Marx knew that to send
Dr. Vandellar to prison would be to
Irretrievably loee his money, which he
did not wish to do; so he Instantly
calmed down. "Look here, Vandellar,"
aid he, "can't we come to some ar
rangement? You've got a lot of paying
patients In the house can't you squeeze
some of them for a hundred or two .'
"I've nutnned their purses dry, I m
Afraid," returned Vandellar, sadly.
Those gold shares you recommended
to me have swallowed up every penny
lately. To be sure, there's old Blr
Ikflchael Trefusls; he's been with me
some years now and I've got consider
able Influence over him. He isn't like
ly to last much longer, and be shouldn't
M very fond of bis nephew, it my
words have bad any effect If I could
get him to leave me something hand
pome under his will, would you wait
until his death r
'Oh, certainly, with pleasure. But I
ban have to see the will, my boy And
I shall want to be sure it ain't j for
gery. Just as a matter of business, yon
know!"
fit. Vandellar flushed at the allu
sion. 1 shan't put myself doubly in your
power. Marx," he said. "Will you call
to-morrow? and I will tell yen how
get on to-night If possible, I'll get
the matter settled before morning.
"Ill call at 10," agreed Mr. Marx,
radiant at the prospect of recovering
his money.
"Then, till morning, an revolr," said
Vandellar, showing his visitor from the
room. "No doubt I shall be ready for
you."
Dr. Otho Vandellar, fashionable phy--
tfdan, medical specialist and daring
speculator, was in a tight fix, but be
meant to get out of It There was only
one way that which be had Indicated.
Old, paralytic Sir Michael, at present
under his tender care, must be coerced
Into making a will In his favor. That
done, the old soldier's death would be
merely a matter of time and, perhaps,
opportunity.
Being a man of action, the Doctor
rose from his reverie and left his study
. with the intention of visiting bis
wealthy patient As he ascended the
stairs be heard the street door close
with a bang. Meeting bis housekeeper,
Mrs. Malllnger. on the landing, Van
dellar asked who had Just gone out.
"Young Mr. Harold Trefusls. Sir
" Mlchael's nephew." the woman replied.
' -He had a private interwlew with his
uncle, sir, and left the room ta an aw-
Uft'the room in a hurry! Shut the
door after hltn with a bang! That
aeetned to imply anyuiing
ant interview between uncle and
aepbew, an.l Vandellar augured well
for himself under the circumstances.
-Mrs. Malllnger." he said, curtly,
Sir Michael's stato Is precarious, and
while he Is under my care I will not
have him annoyed. He must not be un
let in this manner. Give orders that
sir. Trefusls Is not to be admitted In
future."
In another moment Dr. Vandellar en
tered Sir Michael's room. He would
see how his patient was, and then, by
persuasion or force, make him execute
a short will bequeathing something
handsome "to his dear friend and at
tentive physician. Otho Vandellar. M.
D" etc. He advanced to the bedside
and called Sir Michael by name. There
area fin answer
Asleep," muttered Vandellar. "Sor
ry to disturb the old fellow, but It can't
be helped."
So saying, he lit the lamp, for the
wintry afternoon light was falling fast,
and, approaching the bed, placed his
fingers on the silent occupant's wrist
He drew back with a start
General Sir Michael Trefusls, K. O,
B was dead.
Dr. Vandellar stood for a moranp
staring blankly at the corpse. Ueatn
had stepped in to thwart his plana and
absolute ruin must follow.
Must follow? Surely something could
be done? Something mnst be done!
The Doctor locked the chamber door
and sat down in a chair by the side of
the dead man. For a minute or two
he could not compel his thoughts to
definite form; but slowly, under the In
fluence of his Indomitable will, they
took shape.
Sir Michael was dead so forcing him
to sign a will In his favor was out of
the question. But what of the iron
box of bonds-to-bearer, and precious
Jewels brought from India, which the
Qeneral Insisted upon keeping in the
cabinet by his bedside? The contents
of that box were worth 10.000 or more, .
and were Immediately realizable. The
box was still in the cabinet the Do
tor saw, and the key was hanging
around the dead man's neck, as usual.
That iron box should be Vandellar's
salvation, for he wonld swear that the
original owner bad given it to him on
his deathbed. Of course, the thing
was quite easy, and impending ruin
would vanish In the sunshine of pros
perity.
And then, like a cold hand laid upon
his hot heart, came Vandellar to the
recollection that such gifts, to be legal.
must be conferred by hand, and In the
presence of witnesses.
So It must be ruin after all unless
but no, he would not put himself In
the power of bis servants by making
them his accomplices In false swearing.
With a sharp exclamation of rage and
disappointment Vandellar rose from
his ghastly vigil, thinking bitterly that.
as Sir Michael had died without a will.
all his property, bonds and Jewels In
cluded, would go to his heir-at-law, his
nephew, Harold, from whom, by th
Irony of fate, he had parted In anger.
But Just as bis hand was on the key
of the door Dr. Vandellar turned back
again to the bedside. He had thought
of a device which might secure to him
the valuables be so coveted.
An adept in electrical and galvanic
science, Dr. Vandellar possessed all the
newest apparatus for experimenting
upon animals and human beings sup
posed to be dead, with a view of bring
ing them back to life. Many such ex
periments bad been made by the Doc
tor. He bad never succeeded In re
storing a subject to life, but he had
succeeded in making corpses Imitate
the movements of living bodies. He
had also utilized his ventriloqul&l abil
ity acquired as an amateur entertain
er in his student days and In some of
his demonstrations with his disguised
voice persuaded students and onlook
ers that his galvanized corpses were
living, speaking beings. True, in such
cases the lights had always been low,
and no examination bad been made un
til he explained the deception.
All this flashed through the active
Doctor's brain with a rapldty of
thought and he Instantly decided to
put his Idea into practice, risky as it
was. Sir Michael's body was not yet
cold, and the plan could be carried out
forwith.
Softly Vandellar quitted the death
chamber, locking the door behind him.
and thinking how fortunate It was for
him it was that Sir Michael's nurse was
out for her dally walk, so that he con
clude his operation before her return
Entering his surgery. Vandellar quick
ly adjusted his electric apparatus, and
carried it ud to Sir Michael's room. He
soon fixed It beneath the clothes and
attached the electric communicators
to the proper parts of the dead man's
frame. He rehearsed the conversation
and effects once or twice, and though
any suspicious witness might not have
been deceived by the Jerky, hesitating
movements he succeeded In producing,
he considered that they would pass
muster with his housekeeper and but
ler, whom be Intended to call as wit
nesses. Placing the lamp so that the
dead man's face was thrown Into the
shadow by the bed curtains, and ar
ranging the electric apparatus so that
be could govern it while pretending to
support the sinking Invalid, Vandellar
unlocked the door ana rang toe oeu
violently.
"Malllnger," he said, as the house
keeper entered, "fetch Jurgan, the but
ler, quickly. Sir Michael Is worse, and
wishes to say something in the pres
ence of witnesses before the end, which
la. I fear, only too near!"
Jurgan. lank and frightened, and Mrs.
Malllnger, stout and fussy, soon hur
ried in together, and. In obedience to
tholr master's orders, sat down at
some distance from the bed.
Now. Malllnger ana jurgan, enm
fandellar, solemnly, "please pay the
strictest attention to what passes, for
rou may have to repeat It upon oatn.
Then, bending over uie corpse,
.nntinued:
he
ivThey are here, now. Sir Michael.
Oh. yon wish Jurgan to give you the
iron box from the cabinet merer
The dead man's Jaws worked con
rolstvely, and from his Hps, apparently.
nunt the monosyllable, "les.
"Jurgan," Vandellar commanded, "do
as Sir Michael desires."
Jurgan rose and handed the box to
the Doctor, who placed It In Sir
Michael's hands; and then with awful
leading questions and short, decided
answers. Dr. Vandeller proceeded with
his grim mummery until his two ser
vant had duly witnessed the legal
banding over of the precious box and
intra ii ihT '
woras conferring the gift. The boa
and key once In his possession. Van
dellar dismissed the awed witnesses
to their eostomary duties.
Dr. Vandellar rapidly removed his
apparatus to the surgery; and then.
having returned to Sir Michael's room,
he again summoned Malllnger and In
formed her that the poor old gentleman
had suddenly passed away.
At this Juncture, and before van
dellar had an opportunity of opening
the box and gloating over Its contents,
two unexpected visitors were simul
taneously announced. One was Har
old Trefusls; the other was Moses
Marx. Vandellar decided to be at
home to both, but he saw Marx first
Well," be Inquired, Impatiently,
"what brought you back so soon?"
"I Just called to see if yon were
keeping cool. Doctor I mean, I hope
yon ain't going to do anyttilng so wick
ed as to commit suicide. Think what
a dreadful thing it is and remember
that suicide invalidates your life in
surance, my friend P
Vandellar laughed. Then he hastily
explained the circumstances, though
not the modus operandi of the gift of
the box.
"Now," he said, "as the bonds and
Jewelry will be deposited at my bank
as soon as the doors open in the morn
ing, I suppose you will take my check
in exchange for tbe bill?"
Marx was anxious to get rid of tbe
Dili, and he knew that the Doctor s
check, though it might not be met
would be a safer thing to sue upon than
a bill he admitted he knew to be forged
when he cashed it so he made but lit
tle demur, merely asking, "as a matter
of blthness," if the bonds were really
in the box.
"I saw them there yesterday." said
Vandellar, truthfully. "Is that good
enough for you ?"
Marx thought it was, and handed the
forged bill to Vandellar in exchange
for the latter's check. The Doctor then
tore the Incriminating paper Into frag
ments, which be threw Into the nre.
Now, come along, Marx," he cried.
"and support me In my Interview with
tile despoiled heir!"
The pair proceeded to the library.
where they found Harold Trefusls lm
patiently waiting.
"I am told that my Uncle Michael Is
dead," said Harold. "It's a surprise
to me, as be seemed rather better this
afternoon. But as bis only surviving
relative,.! should like to see the poor
old gentleman, and to take formal pos
session of bis effects."
"I shall be very glad If you will do
so, saia vanaeuar, smiting oianaiy,
though I must make an exception of
the Iron box In which, as you know.
your lamented uncle kept all his bonds
payable to bearer and bis Indian Jew
els. That box and Its contents, Sir
Michael gave to me. In tbe presence of
witnesses, about an hour before blr
death."
"Whatl" exclajmed the young man.
"My uncle give you that box and it
contents? Why "
Tray be calm," interrupted Vandel
lar. "Of course. If your uncle left no
will you, as heir-at-law. Inherit all his
property, and the loss of the bonds and
Jewels Is naturally Irritating. Still "
"Still," echoed Harold, I can t un
derstand my uncle giving you the box.
Are you sure he was in his right mind
when be did so?"
"Your uncle, sir, was as sane as yon
or I," aald Vandellar, with admirably
assumed dignity, "as tbe witnesses in
whose presence the gift was made will
readily testify."
"Then," said Harold, decisively, "If
Uncle Michael was sane I am mad, for
this afternoon be handed me the whole
of the contents of the box, ordering me
to deposit them at his bankers. He
nearly left it too late, for though I
dashed out of this house and burrled to
the bank I only reached It as the doors
were about to be closed."
Vandellar and Marx stared blankly
at each other. The Doctor sent for the
box. It was opened and Its total empti
ness proved beyond a doubt that Har
old Trefusls was perfectly sane.
Mr. Marx, despite the plea of poverty,
has still money to lend on "favorable
terms," but Dr. Vandellar's condition
proves that the wicked do not always
flourish like a green bay tree. Tld
Bits. Romance of a Prison.
There Is material for a first-rate re
mance in a story that comes from a
Kentucky prison. A prisoner under
long sentence for murder was taken ill.
and was nursed by tbe daughter of the
prison warden. Propinquity gave rise
to a clandestine attachment and when
the prisoner was recovered the young
woman visited Gov. Brown and Inter
reded for bis pardon. She was success
ful, xhe prisoner obtained his release,
the girl met him outside tbe prison
walls and traveled with him to St
r .on I a. where they were married. The
warden has forgiven his child, and In
vlted the young couple to come and
make their home with hin? in the Statr
prison. Buffalo Courier.
Returning to Old Customs.
California has gone back to mule
teams for the transportation of freight.
Just as In the old days before railroads
were built A regular line of big wag
ons, with six-mule teams, between
Stockton and Fresno, has Just been
started, and It will connect at Stockton
with steamers to and from San Fran
cisco. The line has been started in op
position to the Southern Pacific ralbi
way, with the object of forcing down
the rates. The experiment was made
once before and successfully. The mule
teams, in connection with the steamers,
can carry sugar, for Instance, from
San Francisco to Fresno for $3 a ton
less than tbe railway charges, and It la
believed that a similar saving can be
made on other freight The merchants
in tbe valley towns ere interested la
the project and say that It Is an even
thing for their Interests whether the
railroad cuts down Its rates or their
freight la In future hauled by mult
teams. .
Advert sed the Star.
Corbett bas a new play, as we pre
dieted he would have, and all those
nswmMti which cave columns of
naco to the prize-fight that never cams
JZT1.ia n an1 tn fh.fr Kin
a""'"-- "
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dnmatto ventwrasw, Terk Kafl and
as press ageuu. - . .
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CHAPTER XX.1 (Continued.)
A few days later something occurred
ef such serious Importance that Mrs,
Knox no longer thought of anything H
trivial as whether her daughter wort
orange-blossoms or roses on her weddinr
day. All her faculties were employed III
planning how to avert the danger tha
threatened.
It had been a great grief to Jane thai
her projected marriage had caused a dif
ference in her relations with her father.
Pleased and proud as he had been at bel
success. It appeared to him as thong
In gaining his Colonel as a son-in-law h
had lost his daughter; and he avoided
being with them whenever he could throw
a reasonable light upon his absence. Jan
remonstrated with him in vain hi
smiled, kissed her, and promised corapll
ance with her wishes, even putting a pres
sure upon his inclination for that day
but the next he slipped insensibly bael
Into his newly acquired habit of nearlj
living at the mess. One day the Colonai
noticed how seldom he was at home; an
then Mrs. Knox, afraid lest he shouW
take offense, determined to speak to hei
husband.
It happened that the Quartermastei
had forgotten some papers that morning
and coming back for them, fonnd hit
wife alone in the little room where h
usually wrote, and to which she often, st
she had done on this occasion, brought
her work.
She opened the attack at once.
"Won't yon come home to lunch to-day,
John?" she asked, in her mildest voice.
"The Colonel is staying, and I am sum
he thinks it strange you should alwajf
avoid him so."
"I don't avoid him, wife; but I feel out
ef my element with him, and that's tbi
truth. Men are as nature made them'
women are different and make, or, at snj
rate. Improve upon themselves. Neithei
the Colonel nor I can ever forget the dif
ference between us. I am sure he pre
fers to meet me as seldom as possible."
"I don't believe it" returned his wife,
bluntly.
"Women never do believe anything II
does not suit them to believe, he re
joined, with a good-natured langh.
"And it makes Jane miserable, i Know,
she persisted. ' " ' "
"Jsne will be such a great iaay sooi
she will forget to miss her poor old fath
er. In sdj- case I cannot stay at homt
to-day. I am up to my eyes in buai
neas."
He saw by her expression that she wai
still incredulous, and went on to explain
An order has lust come for the de
tachment from Hattiabad to rejoin ns al
once. 1 shall have a lot of trouble f
squeeze them all In."
Thinking by her silence that sne wat
angry with him, and consequently reso
lute not to be convinced by anything hi
might sar. he thought It better to let th
subject drop, and having found his papen
on the desk, he gathered them into a nun
die and left the room, never noticing thai
his wife was lying back in her chair
white as a ghost and with as little power
of self-assertion.
Colonel Prinsep came Into the room ten
minutes later. He was searching for s
book of Jane's, and asked Mrs. Knox li
she had seen it Then, as he looked foi
her reply, he noted her deathly pallor, and
asked her Instantly If she were Ilk Sh
answered br another Question.
"Colonel Prinsep, is it true that th
Hattiabad detachment Is coming acre at
once?"
"Yes, qnlte true; It was rather an un
expected order, but Government general
ly makes np Its mind In a hurry."
"And Jacob Lynn will he come?" sh
gasped out
"Of course the Sergeant will accon
canv his troop." was the impatient reply
He no longer feared the influence of he
first lover over Jane, being so sure ot net
love, so certain that nothing could sep
arate them now. He felt vexed that Mrs.
Knox should place such undue Important
upon this man's comings and goings, at
though he could control or even bampei
bis movements. Yet the effect of hei
words filled him with an uncomfortable
surprise. She fell back In her chair
wringing her hands and moaning oul
that "All was over; there could be n
wedding now!"
The Colonel Was very much annoyed
and did not try to conceal his displeasure.
"You seem to forget Mrs. Knox, thst I
am not wooing your daughter In the dark.
All the regiment is aware of my inten
tions, and I am not afraid of what any
single member of it may do or say. Ser
geant Lynn of his own free will released
Jane from her engagement, and she Is no
longer bound to consider his caprices. J
am really at a loss to conjecture how his
return could Interfere with our actions."
"He never gave her np," confessed Mrs.
Knox, now In tears. "It was my own
wicked scheming, and now it will al
come out and I shall have deceived yor
all to no purpose!"
"Good heavens, Mrs. Knox! Do yon
know what It Is that yon have said?"
cried the Colonel, hoarsely.
She went on with what she was saying,
without any notice of his interpolation.
Now that she had begun to unburden hei
mind she felt it as a relief.
"Yon remember the day when Jan
wrote at your instigation to ask the Ser
geant to give her up. Well, any mas
with an atom of pride or even self-respecl
wonld have done so at once, for few
would care to wed so avowedly an un
willing bride" Mrs. Knox generally grea
eloquent under excitement, and used th
words she had thought appropriate to bo
position as village school-mistress "bul
Jacob Lenn was always seinsnness lncar
aate. and he refused. Her letter was re
turned with one short sentence written al
the end of It declaring that he could not
aive her up. Ana he had left the envel
ope unclosed. To i may blame me If yoa
", Oolonel trinseo: but I take It few
mothers could have resisted the tempts-
tion of cutting awar the words which
chance had nlacml an tMkrilnnalv rlnm at
j the bottom of the Daire. when bv so doing
they could have secured a daughter's
happiness as well as prosperity. Bat does
" matter what others wonld have done
J" "uch ase? Suffice it to say 1
having carefully guarded against the
Suffice it to say that
ana-
picion that anything had been taken
sway from It I tore the letter tn half.
sway rrom it, 1 tore the letter tn nair,
aad ,ncioaed it In ito own envelope, leav-
mm
mg Jane to draw the natural inference.
Another letter came from him the other
4ay, and this I also suppressed."
"rr: neer thought la what a fale
position you were placing me," he ob
irved, gloomily, at length. "What am I
to do? What will the regiment say when
they hear that I have tricked ray Ser
geant out of his sweetheart? Did yon
ever think," he continued, sternly, "when
you concocted such a senseless scheme.
e added misery you were heaping op
lor your daughter? She had never cared
for Sergeant Lynn, and now more than
ever will she feel bound to marry him to
condone her mother s fsult I will not
speak of the cruelty to me, though I might
well,-for it will be ten thousand times
harder to part with her now than before
I ever called her mine; but Jenny poor
uttieJennyr
i "When is the detachment coming in?"
she asked, abruptly, in a strained, high
key, another idea having come into her
mind.
"Why should it not be your wedding
day that was to have been."
"Why should it not be your weddding-
eny sthi? You could well arrange that
the marriage should be over before thf
men march in."
Stephen Prinsep paced the room impa
tiently. "Jane would never consentl" he ejacu
luted j -
'."Why need she ever know? Since the
matter has gone so far, why not carry it
out to tbe end?"
"You must do as you think, best," he
aid, in a shame-faced, undertone; "t
thall remain silent"
CHAPTER XXII.
The fourteenth Jane's weddmg dny
had come. Mrs. Knox had insisted upon
the ceremony taking place at a very
early hour, ostensibly to avoid .the heat,
but in reality to allow of the Colonel and
bis pride leaving, the station before the
detachment could arrive. But early as
It was to be, Jane was dressed an hour
too soon, and stood before the mirror in
the drawing-room surveying herself with
pardonable pride in her appearance.
-Jane gazed on wistfully in the glass.
She was glad that she was so fair, that
even M she had no other dowry she could
at least bring her husband the gift of
beauty. She prayed that in his eyes at
least she might never seem less lovable
and lovely, that he might never repent
havhg chosen her above all others to
be VJrte. "l And aa she gased, some one
.aAie hi tcTouga -rue open window, and
beside her glowing, smiling face In the
mirror was reflected the figure of Jacob
uynn.
At first a thrill of Instinctive terror ran
through her, as she met his fierce blue
eyes, and she shrunk away from the pas
sion expressed in his haggard face. But
the next moment a truer feeling moved
her, and she was only conscious of a
great compassion for his sorrow.
w by did you come, Jacob?" she asked.
iter voice full of tender, womanlv com.
sniseratlon, as she turned toward him.
Why did I come?" ho returned with a
bitter laugh. "Because I wanted to see
with my own eyee whether Jane Knox
was aa false, aa nntrue as they tell me!"
r aise, nntruer she echoed, paling.
Even I, with my unhappily suspicious
nature, never dreamed of this," he went
on, ruthlessly. "I thought you might
write and throw me over, perhaps; but
how could I believe that you, whom I
thought purer and more perfect than any
other In the world, either man or woman,
would steal a march upon me so, and to
avoid a disagreeable explanation with
me, would get married In my absence.
Yon need not have been afraid of ma
Jenny 1" he added, in a softer tone.
"I afraid of you! Why should I be?
You gave me up you returned my letter
torn in half without a word," she re
turned. "I returned your letter. It In true?" he
answered, more quietly. "But it was not
torn, and at the bottom of the page I
wrote my answer that I could not give
Ton up. I wrote again
"And I never bad the letter!"
"It was your mother who did it! She
was always dead against me," Jacob
Lynn replied.
Jane remained speechless, listening to
the clatter of plates and glasses In the op
posite room, where her mother her moth
er who had deceived her so, and brought
her to this degradation was putting the
finishing touches to the simple wedding
breakfast
"And so you were to have married out
Colonel, Jenny. Do yon remember how
long ago I thought you two were court
ing? You denied It then, but after all
it came to pass. It la difficult to deceive
a lover, and you are so pretty, i coma
not expect to keep you all to myself with
out a rival."
Slowly her gaze wandered over him,
from his rakishiy good-looking face, with
its .bright blue eyes and amber mustache,
to his tall figure towering above her.
Acknowledging that he was handsomer
and more soldier-like than any one she
had ever known, Jane felt that she would
rather die than become his wife.
"I rode as hard as I could gallop all
the way," he explained. "It waa only at
the last camp we heard the news that
the Colonel was to be married to-day;
and then, when I heard who It was he
meant to marry, I understood why the
marriage had been kept so quiet I got
leave to come on at once, without telling
anyone my reasons for wishing to he here
and here I am!"
At this Juncture Mrs. Knox looked Is
at the doer, which was kali ajar.
The Sergeant unconscious that they
lad- an on looker, went on:
"I am glad that I managed to arrive
n time. Suppose I had come Jnst as the
narriage was over, what a dreadful
low it would have been!"
Still the girl did not answer. She
n-anted him to say straight out what he
expected of her; then she could better
ealize tbe extent of her misfortune.
"Yet I am not fit to come in here, all j
lot and dusty; and you looking so dainty.
ike an angel, Jenny" timidly touching
i fold of her white gown "will you weal
inch pretty things for me?" 1
t" L -Uh
j. '7" . " "
uf-uaj, inu juu can cuiuv again.
And with this nromise he waa satis
Sed. and left her.
It seemed hours to her; but In reality;
nly twenty minutes elapsed from the
nine mac sue saw ner lainer nue away
.v.- i. u i i-i. ,
her father ride away
ioiouta
Prinsep, Then eh beard the. latter teJJ
S3
ker father not to foKw and a second
later he strode ia alone to where she was
waiting for him, ' Shi vat toward him
with a little cry of relief, and laid her
bead upon his breast: For awhile she
rested there, content to be folded in his
arms and comforted by bis very prox
imity, though the next moment she
ihould be constrained to leave his side j
forever. At last she poured out all her t
tory how her mother had deceived :
them both In making them believe that j
Jacob Lynn had given her up how he
had come back an hour before and claim- '
d her still.
When she ended her recital. Stephen
Prinsep made no comment; and looking
op anxiously to discover what he thought.
Jane saw in his face an all-pervading
sadness that was indicative of neither
horror nor surprise. Could It be possible
that this was no new story to him? A
terrible suspicion u ossst her mind that
lie must have been cognisant ef the plot
o deceive her from the first '-
"You knew It before, Stephen before
to-day?" she cried. In a tone of convic
tion.
And he did not attemot a self-defense.
His only mode of Justification was by
shielding himself behind her mother, and
that was a meanness to which he could
not descend. Bather than that she must
believe the very worst 1
"Jenny, is your love for me all goner" -6e
asked her earnestly, and the sadden
flash that crimsoned the fair young face
was a sufficient answer to the question.
For better, for worse, she had given him '
her heart, and had no power to repos
sess herself of the willing gift "Then,
won't you try to forgive me?" he went
on, in the same low, impressive tones,
advancing a little nearer to her side and
bending his head so that he might hear
ber faintest whispered word. j
She gave a frightened upward glance. !
He was very white, but his expression .
tras impenetrable, his manner quite com
posed. She had not thought that he '
xmld look like that and grew alarmed
it the serious look which her words hsd
brought into his eyes. She threw ont
her hands with an imploring gesture,
which he either did not see, or would not
heed. He hsd drawn ont from his waist-L-oat-pocket
a plain gold ring, and laid
t on the table before her.
He did not wish to figure as a bride
groom without a bride, a subject for
divided sneers and pity. His sole idea
now was to get away aa far as possible
from the scene of his discomfiture.
But in spite of wrath and disappoint
ment his expression involuntarily grew
softer aa he went toward her, and took
her small, cold fingers in bis own.
Do not let us part in anger, Jenny.
Bay good-by."
Jane's wedding day ended In rain an
(ears.
(To be continued.)
Forestalled.
A London Jeweler says that Lord OL
same Into the shop one afternoon, ac
.ompanled by a footman who bore a
small case of green baize- Lord O. an
nounced that he wished to have a few
words with the Jeweler in private, and
waa conducted up stairs. Ha carried
with him the green case.
"This case," said his lordship, when
Jie two men were together, "contains
the Jewels worn by Lady O. on high
lays and holidays. At present her
ladyship Is In the country, where she Is
ikely to remain for several months.
Sow what It want you to do Is to make
me an Imitation set precisely similar to
the originals, only, of course, with false
-touea. Lady C. Is no Judge of such
things, and will never discover the dif
ference. You can retain the originals,
tnd dispose of them among your custo
diers, allowing me tbe difference In
value between the two sets. But I
nuat ask you to let me have the larger
art now. as l nave a pressing neces
sity for money."
Tbe peer took out a key, unlocked the
rox, and produced the Jewels. The Jew
ler looked at them, and replied: -
"My lord,. It Is the simplest thing In
he world to match these Jeweds la the
way you suggest; but I must Inform
vour lordship that the difference In
value between tbe two seta would not
be a penny. The present Jewels are
.-ounterfelt I purchased the originals
from Lady C. more than two years ago
ind made her these imitations, which
ire such excellent ones that I am not at
all surprised at their deceiving such an
excellent Judge of Jewels as your lor
ship."
There was no more to be said, and his
lordship withdrew.
Origin of tbe Blouse.
After the fall of the Roman Empire
he sexes started about fair In the mat
ter of clothes. Our Teutonic ancestors
idopted a costume which was almost
tbe same for men and women, and con
sisted of two main garments, the Rom
m tunica and toga. The tunica was
virtually a shirt with long sleeves, and
was buckled at the waist The men
wore It reaching to the knees and the
women to the ankles. In colder north
ern latitudes the men, as a great inno
vation, added trousers, but these were
looked upon In the light of a distinct
extra, and were not considered obliga
tory In hot weather. There seems to
be no doubt that the blouse of the mod
ern peasant Is a direct descendant of
the tunica. Llpplncott's Magaslne.
One of the wealthiest Chinese
merchants in Chicago is going back to
China. Elegantly equipped special
cars, steamer apartments richly fitted
up and ovations from his countrymen
all along the line, are to be tbe features
of his victorious return to China.'
In Vienna a bath may be had for
three cents, including soap and towels
in Berlin the cost is from two and a
half to six cents; in London a cold
bath costs two cents and a warm bath
fonr cents, while in Faris toe cheapest
bath costs eight cents.
Five barbers in Paris make a liveli
hood bv shaving does. Some of the
dogs have the f .rward part of the body
shaved, some tbe rear, while others
are - ornamented in six or seven
stripes.
The"telephotograph" is an instru
ment which bas been invented tn
Sweden, and which is said to do for
the eye what the telephone does for
the ear.
J There is only one wooden church
building in England to-day a chapel,
guarded by a tower over two hundred
i veara old. in Greenetead Park, near
i -
On gar. .
Henry Howe, a member of Henry
Irvine's company, is the oldest actor
the world. He has been on the
,. t-tt v.an
stage tmy-six years,
..,, fiftv.aix vears. and is eighty-four
- , ,
J6 old .
HEfc DB. TBLPflBL
rhe Emlacnt blvine'a Soodaj
Sennoo.
Subject: 'The Chrlstaaastlde.
Text: "Sow when 'Jesus was
bora hr
B-tnleaera. ' Jlt'hiw it. 1.
At midnight from on of the galleries ot
th. sy a ehnut broke. To an ordinary ob
server then was no mason tor snob a eales
tlal demonstration. A poor maa and wife
travelers, Juanph and Mary by name had
ltKtired in an out-house ot aa unimportant
vil Ian-. Tte supreme hour of solemnity had
pawd, aod upon the pallid forehead and
eHi-ek ot Hary, God had ant the dignity, the
grandeur, the tenderness, the everlasting an4
divine signifleane of motherhood. -
But such acenve had often occurred In Betb-lehe-n,
yoC nevnr beior had a star been an
fix - J or had a baton oi tight marshaled over
! the hills irtDied orchestra. It there had been
such brilliant and mibty recognition at an
advent in the hottse of Pharaoh, or at aa ad
VHDt in the house of Csssar, or the bouse ol
Htpsburr, or the house of Stuart, we would
notsomujh have wondered: bat a ban
seems too poor a ceni r foraanh delloatn and
arehan,'f)lin nirontnterenoe. The stage seems
too small for so great an aot, the musle too
grand for sneh onappreoiariva auditors, the
window of the stable too rude to beserenaded
by other worlds.
It is my joy to tell you what was born thai
Bight in the villaee barn, and as I want to
make my discourse numulative and ellmao
terio I begin in the first place by telling you
that that night in the Bethlehem mangerwas
born encouragement for all the poorly start
ed, lie hail only two friends they His par
ent?. No mtin lined cradle, no delicate at
tentions, but straw ant the eattle and the
coarse joke and banter of the camel drivers.
No wonder the medieval painters represent
the oio as kneeling before the Infant Jesos,
for there wre no men there at that time to
worship From the depths of that poverty
Be rose until to-lay Ha is honored in ail
Christendom an 1 stts on the imperial throne
Ul heaven.
What name is mightiest to-lay in Chris
tendom? Jesus. Who has more friends on
earth than any other being? Jesus. Before
whom do the most thousands kneel In
ehaoel and church and cathedral at this
hour? jHtuts. From what depths of poverty
to wnat heiKhtof renown! And so let all those
who are poony started remember that they
eannot be more poorly bora or more disad-
vantagHonsly than this Christ. Let them
lookup to Bis example while they have timt
and eternity to imitate it.
Do you know that the vast majority of th
world's deliverers had barnlike Dirthplaoes
Luther the emancipator of religion, horn
a-nong the mines. Shakespeare, the eman
cipator of literature, born in a humble home
at Stratrord-on-Avon. Columbus, the dis
coverer of a world, born in poverty at Genoa.
Hogarth, the discoverer of now to make ait
accumulative and administrative of virtue,
horn iu a humbl- home In Westmoreland.
Kitto and Prideaux, whose keys unlocked
new apartments In the holy 8oriptures which
had nivor been entered. bnt in want Yes,
I have to t-'ll you that nine out of ten of th'
world's deliverers were born In want.
I stir your holy ambitions to-day, and )
want to tell you, although the whole world
may be onposed to you, and Inside and out
side of your occupations or profession!
there may be those who would hinder youi
ascent, on rour side and enlisted in your be-
half are the sympathetic heart and th
almighty arm of one who one Christmas
night al-out ISao years ago was wrapped in
swaddling clothes ana laid la a manger. On
what marntfleent encouragement for th'
poorly started!
A-ain, 1 have to tell you that in that vil
lage barn that ntgbt was born good will tc
men, whether you call It kindo-as or fore
bearance or forgiveness or genialty or affeo
tion or love. Ir was no sport of high heaven
to snd its favorite to that hnminatloa. II
was sacrifice for a rebellious world. After
the calamity tn Paradise not only did the ox
begin to gore, and the adder to sting, and
the elephant to smite with his tusk, and the
lion to put to had use tooth and paw, but
under the very tree from which the forbid
den fruit wag plunked were hatched out war
and revenge and malloe and envy and jeal
ousy and the whole brood of cockatrices.
But against that scene I set the Bethlehem
manger, which says. "Bless rather than
curse, endure rather than assault," and that
Christmas night puts out vtndtctivenesa. It
say, "Sheathe your sword, dismount your
guns, dismantle your batteries, turn tbe
warship Constellation that oarries shot and
shell tnto a grainship to take food to fam
ishing Ireland, hook your cavalry horse to
the plow, use your deadly gun-powder is
blasting rooks and In patriotic celebration,
stop your lawsuits, quit writing anonymous
letters, exrraot the sting from vour saroasm,
let your wit coruscate but never burn, drop
all rhA h,Mh wnrili nut nf vnflr Tivuthnlin
I 'Good will to men.' "
"Oh," you say. "1 can t exercise It; I won'
exercise it until they apologise; I won't for
give them until they ask me to forgive
them." You are no Christian then I say
you are no Christian, or you are a very in
consistent Christian. If you forgive not
men their trespasses, how can you expect
your heavenly Father to forgive you? For
give them If they ask your forgiveness and
forgive them any how. Shake hands al
around. '-Good will to men."
O my Lord Jesus, drop that spirit into all
our hearts this Christmas time. I tell you
what the world wants more than anything
else mora helping hands, more sympathetic
hearts, more kind words that never die, more
disposition to give other people a ride, and
to carry the heavy end of the load and give
other people the light end, and to asorlbr
good motives Instead of bad, and to find out
happiness In making others happy.
Out of that Bethlehem ariblet the bear and
the lion eat straw like the ox. "Good will
to men." That principle will yet settle all
controversies, and under it the world will
keep on improving until there will be onlj
two antagonists In all tbe earth, and they
will side by side take the jubilant sleigh rids
intimated by the prophet when be said,
"Holiness shall be on the bells of the horses.
Again, i remark that born that Christmas
night In tbe village bam was sympathetic
union with other worlds. Prom that super
natural grouping of tbs eloud banks over
Bethlehem, and from the speotal trains that
ran down to tbe scene I find that our world
is beautifully and gloriously and magnifi
cently surrounded. Tbe meteors are with
us, for one of them ran to point down to
the birthplace. The heavens are with us,
because at the thought ot our redemption
tbey roll hosaonas out of the midnight sky.
Oh, yes, I do not know but our world may
be better surrounded than we have some
times imagined, and when a child is born,
angels bring It, snd when it dies, angels
take it, and when an old man bends under
the weight of years, angels uphold him, and
when a heartbreaks, angelssoothe it. Angels
In the hospital to take care of the sick.
Angels in the cemetery to watch our dead.
Angels in the church ready to fly heaven
ward with tbe news of repentant souls.
Angels above the world. Angels under the
world. Angels all around tbe world.
Bub the dust of human imperfections out
of your eyes, and look Into the heavens and
see angels of pity, angels of mercy, angels ol
pardon, angels of help, angels crowned,
angels charioted. Tbe world defended by
angelo, girdled by angels, cohortedby angels
clouds of angels. Hear David y outi
"Tbe -chariots of God are 30,000. Even
thousands ot angels." But the mightiest
angel stood not that night In the clouds over
lie hlebem; the mightiest angel that night
'ay among tbe eatile the angel of the new
lovenant.
As toe clean white linen was beina
Wrapped around the little form of that child
emperor, not a cherub, not a seraph, not an
angel, not a world but wept and thrilled and
sbonted. Oh. ye, our world bas plenty of
ttympatbizere! Our world la only a silver
lung of a great ladder at the top of whiei Is
our Father's house. No more stellar solitarl
be ior our world, no other friendless plan
its spun out inl o soae to freeze, but a world
n the bosom of divine maternity. A star
tarnepsed to a manger.
Again, I remark that that night born in
lat village barn was the offender's hope,
tome sermonizers may say I ought to have
projected this thought at the beginning of
the sermon. Ob, not I wsnted you to rise
toward it I wanted yt to examln. the ear
iellaas and the jaspsM and the" crystals be
fore I show yoa tn Kobinoor the crown
Iswet ot th. ages. Oh, that jewel had a very
poor sett ingl The eab of bear is bora amid- -the
grand old pillars of the forest, the whelp
tt lion takes Its first step from the jungle ot
luxuriant leaf aad wild flower, the kid ol
root Is bora in eavera chandellsred with eta
laetite and pillared with stalagmite. Ohrts
ras born in a bare barn.
Yet that nativity was the offender's hope.
Over the door of heaven are written these
words: '-None but the sinless may enter
kere." "Oh, horror." you say, "that shuts
as all out!" Ho. Christ came to the world
tn one door, and He departed through an
other door. Ha ctrae through the door of
the manger, and He departed through the
door of the sepuleher, and His one business
was so to wash away our sin that after we
are dead there will be no more sin about us
than about the eternal God. I know that H.
patting It strongly, bat that is what I an
aerstand by full remission. All erased, all
washed away, all scoured out, all gone.
That underglrdllng and overatehlag ana tr-: '
radiating and impararUsing possibility for -"
roa, and for me, and for the whole race. '
hat was given that Christmas night. :
Do you wondse we bring flowers to-day H ..
celebrate such aa event? Do you wonder;
that we take organ and youth'ul voloe and
queenly soloist to celebrate It? Do you
wonder that Raphael and Rubens and Titian
tod Qlotto and Ghlrlandajo and all the old
Italian and German painters gave tbe
nighttest stroke of their geoiut to sketob
the Madonna, Mary, and her boy?
Oh! now I see what tbe manger was. Not
to high the glided and jeweled snd embroid
ered cradle of the Henrys of England, or the
Louis of Franoe, or the Fredericks of Prus
sia. Now I find out that that Bethlehem
jrtb fed not so much the oxen of the stall as
the white horses of Apocalyptic vision. Now
t rind the awadjiUnir olotha. nnlara-iac aad
tutblasomng into an imperial robe tor a
wnqueror. Now I And that tbe star of that
Christmas night was only the diamonded
landai of Him who hath the moon under His
feet Now I eome to understand that tbe
muslo of that night was not a completed
ong, but only the stringing of the instru
ments for a great chorus of two worlds, th
jass to be carried by earthly Nations saved,
and the soprano by kingdoms of glory won.
Oh, heaven, heaven, heaven! I shall meet
rou there. After all onr Imperfections are
gone I shall meet you there. I look out to
day, through the mists ot years, through the
fog that rises from tbe cold Jordan, thiougb
the wide open door of solid pearl to that re
union. I expect to see you there as certain
ly as I see you here. What a time we shall
have in high converse, talking over sins
pardoned and sorrows comforted and battle)
nnmphantt
Borne of vour children have already gone.
and though people passing along the street
and seeing white crape on the doorbell may
have said, "It ia only a child," yet when the
broken bearted rat ner came to solicit in
service, be said, "Come around and eomforl
as. for we loved her so muoh."
What a Christmas morning it will make
when those with whom you used to keep the
holidays are all around you In heaven!
Silver haired old father yonng again, and
mother who had so many aches and pains
and decrepitudes well again, and all your
brothers and sisters and the little ones.
How glad tbey will be to see you! They
have been waiting. Tbe last time they saw
your face it was covered' with tears and dis
tress, and pallid from long watching, and
one of them I can Imagine to-day, with
one band holding fast the shining gate, and
the other hand swung out toward you, say
ing: 'Steer this way, father, steer straight for
me;
Here safe in heaven I am waiting for thee."
Ob, those Bethlehem angels, when they
went back after the concert that night ovei
:he hills, forgot to shut ' the door! All tha
lecret Is out. No more use of trying to bids
!rom us the glories to come. It is too lata
'jo shut th. gate. It is blocked wide open
irith hoe annas marching this wav, and halle
iuiabs marching that way. In the splendor
f the anticipation I feel as if I was dying
not pbvsloally, for I never was more well
but in the transport of tbe Christmas trans
Igu ration.
What almost unmans me is the thought
hat it is provided for snnn sinners as you
snd I have been. If It had been provided
only for those who had always thought right
and spoken ngnt ana aerea rigor, you ana I
would have had no Interest In It. had no
ihare in It; you and I would have stuck to
the raft midocean, and let the ship sail by
carrying perfect passengers from a perfect
lire on eartn co a perfect itieia neaven. J5ut &
have heard the commander of that ship lathe
same great and glorious and sympathetic one
who bushed the tempest around the boat on
Galilee, and 1 have heard that all the pass
engers on the ship are sinners saved by
grace. And so we hail the ship, and it bears
down this way, and we come uy the side of
It and ask the Captain iwo questions, wno
are Thou?" and "wnenoe?" And He says,
"I am Captain of Salvation, and I am from
the manger." Oh, bright Christmas morn
ing of my soul's delight! Chime 'all thi
bells. Merry Christmas!
Merry with tbe thought of sins forgiven.
merry with the idea of sorrows comforted,
merrywith the raptures to oome. Oh, lift that
Christ from the manger and lay Htm down
In all our hearts 1 We may not bring to Him
is ooetly a present aa the magi brought, but
we bring to His feet and to the manger to
day the frankincense of our joy, the prostra
tion of our worship.
Down at His lest all churches, all'ages. all
sarth, all heaven. Down at Hts feet the four
and twenty elders on their faces. Down tbs
'great multitude that no man can number.
Down Michael, the arohangell Down all
worlds at His feet and worship. "Glory to
God In the highest, and on earth paaca, good
wilt to men!"
Food for Thought.
The way to kill time is to waste it.
Btinginess costs more than liberal -
ity.
Truth is bound to have the last
word.
Success counts its victims by thou
sands.
Man inherits few necessities and
few prejudices.
Everyone has originality, bu a t
everyone is able to show it
Man spends a good deal of time
searching for what he hopes he won't
find.
Fun is of two kinds tbe fcind yoa
pay for and the kind someone else
pays for.
We should quietly hear both sides,
impiety is the greatest of indis re
tiaux.
He scatters enjoyment who enjoys
much.
Life has no blessing like a prndent
triend.
Love looks not will) the eyes, but
with the niintL.
Who gives a trifle meanly Is meaner
than tbe tritle.
There is a power that sets within ns
without consulting us.
tie bazardeth much who depends
upon learning tor his experience.
When the State is most ooirnpt, then
the laws are mrst multiplied.
Prodigality is the vice of s weak na
ture, aa avarice ia of a strong one.
To be happy ia of tar less conse
quence to the worshipers of fashioa
than to appear so.
Blessed is the man that has found his
work. One monster there is in the
world, the idle man.
Commend a fool for hi wit, or a
knave for his honesty, and he will re
ceive yon into his bosom.
There can be no high civility without
a deep morality.
Men often make np in wrath what
ihey want in reason.
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