VOL- xxxiv MRS. J. E ZIMMERMAN. Fall And Winter Announcement OF High=Class Novelty Silks, Dress (joods And Millinery. A positively peerless collection of high-class stufls. confined exclusively to us. The first choice of the world's foremost weaves harried through the Castoai House under old tariff duties, we can offer you values at prices untouchable by any competition, as our orders were all placed with importers thrw? months ago. SILKS. DRESS GOODS. 25c —Beautiful Changeable Silks, all 25c All-Wool Novelty; value 40c. colors; real value 40c. 25c All-Wool Surges; value 40c. 50c—Extra value in Changeable Silks 25c All-Wool 36-iuch Lacks' Cloth; j sold everywhere at 65c. j value 40c. 69c —Elegant assortment of Figured j All-Wool Novelty; value 50c. Taffetta Silks, all shades; real value 75c. I 50c —We are showing the largest as _. . „ . „ „,, ' sortment of All-wool Plain Cloths, 75c —Black Satin Duchess, sold every- , ... i serees, Henriettas and Noveltv Dress where for 11.00. 6 , Gooos ever shown 111 Butler; quality sold I elsewhere at 75c. Remember these JAvlitlwa styles are exclusively our own; cannot be seen elsewhere at 75c, *1 to Si, in The Rothschild Wraps for 1897 are plain and fancy weaves. We are show here in all their superb quality, style ing as fine and exclusive line of pat and finish; the perfect fit of these Gar- terns as can be found in the largest city jnents is well known to our trade. Note stores. The prices on these fine import - the low prices. At $2.98, good quality ed Dress goods 25 per cent less than city Ladies Beaver Cloth Jacket. prices. $5.00, an extra quality of Boucle and U| I 1 ItMCRY Kersey Jackets, style and figure guaran- 111 I LLI II til ■ teed. All the new effect? in Hats, Feathers, |7 50 to sls 00—we are showing a line Birds, Ribbons and Flowers. New that cannot be matched in the city. shapes, new combinations. This w'll be • . . „„ a great Ostrich season. Our Ostrich Cloth Capes and f2 50 to {ls 00. *> ...... 1 Goods we e all bought prior to the ad ss 00 —boucle Cape, lined through- vance Velvets also. Come and visit out, trimmed in Thibet down, front our Millinery Department; ;t will pty round collar; also, Fame style in Plush ) ou. Values always the best. Prices ._Capes; real value of these capes, $8 50 always the lowest We hball not enumerate the many clashes of goods we keep. Come to our Ptorc, fik'n department, ask to see our Wi iter ITodnrwtar. Ilußierr. 3lariketa, F.aaueU, <fec., It will cost you nothing.—to ba> " ?oar choice. Al! g »ods at their I j *o3l prise-i, And Everything a Bargain. Mrs. J- E Zimmerman T. H. BURTON. * T. H. BURTON. |STYLE.f Style is Everything Now-a»days jAnd we are glad that it appertains to overy article in our stock, for correctness iiiti elegance are sure concomitants to artistic development. ft Costs Voa no More to be la Htrmoay With The Best Express Styles of The Seasoo, Thai to Constitute "A BACK NUMBER," By taftitegwything and everything irresponsible dealers may offer you. This es tabCjiijjr.cat «<i;nds always to keep up with the time# s»jd you ere sure of that basis youne'f if you »»11 trust us to serve you. T. H. BURTON, 120 SOUTH MAIN ST., BUTLER, FA. J. S. YOUNG, Tailor, hotter and Gents Furnishing Goods. Summer heat makes the problem of looking(dressy and keepingjeool a hard one But we've solved it; and for ctjee economy, comfort and fashion go' Land in bat d Our summer suits are finer in fabric, nobbier in pattern and more stylish in cu han ever before, they fit your curves and yet they're not sweat bath outfits. prices may surprise you. J. S. YOUNG, Tailor. 101 S. MAIN St., • - - BUTLER, PA (! A?ffA Pleasing Prospectfff TO FIND THE COAT SO satis.V'ro-y at ' j the first trial. This is the universal tea!'* V \ CT' 11/\ mony of our patrons, who are all lovers of V \/vf % I neat fitting clothes. Without them no man I Va "v YJ V ■ i looks well dressed. V r^ s l Ie 1 ) A COAT WELL MADE is made to fit und j j 1 —"—\i j' J. not to set-iust hit-or-miss; an artist well may *'" t Oi a / take delight in seeing a neat fitting coat I'l | A j'/ I *y Good materia], good workmanship and g<x«l \ I W\\ fS' fits are the proof that have made our tailor ! I \ ,1 I/ \\ YiTl a success - We guarantee this and ask | !\Ji j Y/ L ~W you to look at our patterns. Our price; are j I/| | I \ /fa r~S cut down to the lowest notch. M T MJI I FT F. KECK, C F. T. PAPE & BROS. JEWLERS. full Stock Of—^ Diamonds, Watches. Rings, have arriyed and we cordially in vite you to call and examine our strxv l «et prices before buying elsewhere. WC can save money. OUR $3.50 watch is the best in the Riflrket. OUR $4.50 watch is the same as you > I J f $5.50 and $6.00 e4se«rj.i"f We have about 15, $4 8 day clot ks left, vt-'H close them out at 52.35. —Our Stock Of--'© tl' ■j, 1 Gents fille'l watches is complete. We can save you f T oni Uj 6 jo these goo<ls. We have the finest line of rings in the cC'Dtry, Diamond rings from fy7s to f 250. We give our special attention to watch repairing. We Harrflfc N'flthing But The Celebrated 1847 Rogers' Bros. Plateware. 122 South Main St., Butler Pa. __ . THE BUTLER CITIZEN. Much in Little i Is especially tr ie of ll*x)d's Pi!!*, for no tine ever contained so great curative power in io small space. Tliey are a wtiole medicine Hoods chest always ready, al- ear ways r.t. r.: ■ :tys sat- Ql I| 8 ' isfaetory; prev t a coM | Ei O i or ferer, cure a!l liver ills. i jick headache, jaundice. eonst:pat:i n, etc. 2.V. The only Pills to take Hood's s*r-^i)anl!a. Tlii* I* Your Opportunity. On receipt of ten cent*, cash or stamps. ■ a peneron-4 sample will 1- HiW rf the j most popular Catarrh nn-i liay fever C'.re (Ely's Cream Balm sufficient to demon strate the gr. ..l merits of the remedy. ELY 15EOTHERS. 56 Warren St, New York City. I Tier. John Eeid, -Tr.. of Great Falls, Mont., 1 recommended Ely's C ream Balm to me. I can emphasize his statement, "It is a posi tive cure for catarrh if u*ed as directed Rev. Francis W. Poole. Pastor Central Pres. Church, Helena s Mont. Ely's Cream Bn'm is th" acknowledged cure for crfarrh and t'outnins no mercury nor any injurious drus Priw, 50 cents. RAILROAD TIME TABLES I'. It. & L. K. 11. I{. Sunday, Oct. •'!. leave for Erie at »'• " [ a. m. and '2:30 p. in. Arrive from Erie at 10:1"> a. in. and j 8:40 p. in., K. R. time. — I>mSHUKG & WKSTK N Ivaihvaj . Schedule ol Pas senger Trains in cl'lect ?«lay 16, 1897. BUTLER TIME. I* |«rt Ariive. j IBCHI 113 to mm PI • « Al! 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Pittf»l»ur|r, »';t. ,i B. in T«'iu.«lOS T J. r. \Y«)OI», Gciientl Miir.a_'<*r Uen'l Agent. V* • '*■ f///" f j'j %' " 1 The Place to J GAS COOK I ING AND HI;ATI::GSTOVI:S, ; GAS BURNERS AND FIX ATURES, HOSE, BATH TUBS, ENAMEL AND IMPROVED WELSHBACH BUS BURNER, ■ W H O'BRIEN EON' 107 Jefferson St. Btt KEEPER S SUPPLIES^ SUCH AS Hiv«->. Smoker-.. Hnxnl Frank's. S'M'tlon lio.M*s. llt'KMl and Surplus l oumi.i --e ki'mn Tiie tfOHJt tfpotis ' tlowest possible price*. James 6. Murphy. Mercer St.. \V<-st End. Batl PH. .NV;ir Kuim rt reii'i ci ry a Practical Horse Shoer WILL ROBINSON. Foinicrly Horse Slioer at the 0 Wick House has opened busi ness in a shop in the rear of the Hotel, where lie will do IIor»e-Shoeinj{ in the itlOSt approved style. TRACK AND ROAD HORSES . J A SPECIALTY BUTLKH, PA., THI "WSI)A\", OCTOBICH 14. lhi>7 r":, , ■ ' , C— , ,_v _ • 7 . = -# - \ % v \ HCRACL AnnCSLET VACNTLL* 7/ '//f JIHIW * [Copyright, tSg6. by J. B. Llppfncott Co.] CHATTER IV. She fled homeward, seeking s;metu ary like some liuntfxJ creature. My first ! impulse was to follo<w and con-ole, l>ut : duty and curiosity nailed me t-:« the ■ spot. From tl.e shadow of the cypres-, fence I could see llurling-ton. myself unseen. Tie strode pa.st. looking neither to the ripfiit nor to the left, walking as a man waJl:s when he has his goal in sight. I waited, thinking hard: then I returned to the house. Nancy met me as 1 passed the thresh old. Iler sweet face was puckered ar.d lined by anxiety. "Mather," she gasped, "is so ill. Please <*>:nc to her at once. I am frightened." I entered the parlor. Upon thecouch lay Mrs. Gerard. Her eyes w ere closed; lier breath came and went in short gasps; her pulse was rapid and feeble. At my suggestion Nancy left the room to procure some aromat c spirits of am monia. Before she returned Mrs. Ge rard opened her eyes. "Mark," she murmured, faintly— "w here is he? This faintnees will pass; but my child —Mr. Livingston, find my child." I humored her instantly, fearing hys teria. The sipht of the lad, I reflected, would still her poor fluttering heart more quickly than all the drugs in Christendom. Mark, of course, was with Demetrius. I had left the two at the back of the house, building a small sloop upon plans furnished by me. The Greek was no mean mechanic, and Mark had proved an enthusiastic apprentice. Domctrius I found busily at work, but ' the boy was not with him. The impassivity of the Oreek, as I re cited the facts, annoyed me. He leis urely assumed coal and waistcoat and proceeded to put away his tools. "Don't alarm yourself, sir; I Van find Mr. Mark. lie is around somewhere." "Somewhere! Of course; but where?" "ne ran down to the sands to get some fresh water for his aquarium." "The sands! Good God, man, and we are standing here! Follow me." I ran at top speed to the water's edge. Yes, he had left his bucket and wan dered north, searching, probably, for shells in the masses of seagrass and kelp which a recent storm had flung upon the shore. I noted his footprints in the wet sand, and close beside them the large, deeply-indented tracks of Durlington. Perdition! What if I arrived too late? To the south the sands stretched widely flat for miles, a superb high way, fringed with low sand dunes; to the north were the cliffs, jutting prorn ontoi.of red sandstone, honey eota' d with caves. These eaves could be entered only at the lowest tides, and were favorite haunts of the boy. In their dim recesses were exquisite medusa?, pink, purple and green, star fish, echinoderms, monstrous abalones and other marvels. One cavern, to which the Portuguese had given the melodramatic title Pirates' cave, had a mighty fascination for Mark. lie listened to the yarns of the ancient mariners and believed implicitly, with the glorious faith of youth, that chests of doubloons, dead men's bones and oth er relics of Spanish buccaneers were awaiting discovery. Upon the Pacific slope, especially in springtime, tidal waves are not infrequent and Mark had received strict orders from his mother never to venture alone into the caves. I make no doubt that he ignored these commands whenever opportunity served. As I ran, vagabond thoughts whirled like dervishes through my brain. I recalled the proverbial patience and C unfitly of madmen. Burlington, armed With powerful field glasses, must have watched and waited (possibly for a full month) for this very chance. From my knowledge of the man I shuddered to think what foul use he would make of it. When I reached the end of the sand I j>uuaed. A cove was directly in front of me—l.l fu c f, a suecessiop of coves, shel tered, each one, by frowning headlands. At high tide thet-e coves were inaccessi ble from tlie shore; and already the waters were lapping idly at the base of the cliffs. Seagulls screamed overhead. The wet sand was blood-red with sun set reflections. The sun itself was be low the horizon, the day dying fast und the short spring twilight stealing swiftly from landward. Scrambling across the rocks, 1 scanned anxiously the semicircular cove in front of me. No human being was in sight. Hurrying on, I struck ♦+ the sand, and on it the footprints. These I followed to the inoui.ii of the Pirates' cave. There—where the peb bles hid the tracks —the spoor was lost. My worst suspicions were realized. J listened intently for the murmur of voices. Then, .jjf in/ shoes, I .Stepped noiselessly forward. My right h i the stock of a pistol " **'« » -'C.rnrrll which (at the urgent request o. UJ I carried habitually in my pocket. The Od>ce had two chambers, an inner and an outer, the latter lighted by a small aperture in the roof. I remembered, with a sudden gust of hope, that it was possible to crawl through this aperture and regain the cliffs above- I had per formed this feat myself at much pex - - sonul inconvenience, but Mark modtslii tie of it. Here, then, was a loophole of escape. The silence, accentuated by the drip and trickle of water, was horrible. A more appropriate stage setting for a tragedy could scarcely be conceived. The dank ivails, slimy with fungoid growth, harbored no acha. iVliy-t nymph, indeed, would haunt JSO fearful a grot? The pools of water courted blood-stained hands. And in the deep crannies and fissures were hiding places for a hecatomb of victims. I am no coward, but horror smote me in the f£uX;. As I glidied in teie shadows tw ihs on trance of the inner chamber I heard a peculiar noise—a fretting of garments against rocks. Pistol in hand, I plunged forward. High up, crawling painfully across jagged rocks, was liurlington; piH whine wao the boy? "Halt!" X cried, sternly. The sound of my own voice startled me; and it startled the madman-abova. He turned suddenly, grasped helplessly at the slimv lost his hold and crashed headlong to iTiy leet. He had fallen in the most awkward powible pj*ci?, (iH bttwrcn two roe'.-.. For the moment every feeling was ban ished save that of pity; but how to ex | tricate him passed my understanding. | He lay senseless back. The I trapezius muscles had borne the brunt of tne shock and saved him a broken neck; but in tlic nature of things lie must have suffered very grave internal injuries. But the catastrophe added fuel to the flames of my anxiety on Mark's account. Had he escaped through the hole in the roof? Or —1 dared not finish the sentence. A hasty survey of the cavern some what reassured me, and I remarked, with satisfaction, that the hands of Burlington were unstained save for the patches of fungus, that his clothing bore no evidence of committed crime, that his features even were calm ajid peaceful. Bending over his prostrate body in the sorest perplexity 1 heaxd a welcome footfall, and an instant later Demetrius stood beside me. "Mark?" I stammered. "Have jou seen Mark?" "Ho is with his mother," he replied, coolly. Then he too bent down and gazed steadily into the face of his. en emy. "He is not dead, Mr. Livingston." The fellow asked 110 questions. He i accepted the situation with extraor ; dinary stoicism. "He is very badly injured," I an swered, curtly—"l fear fatally." "What are you going to do?" he whispered. "Do? Why, get him out of this —at j once." ne laid a heavy finger upon my fore | arm. l "Mr. Livingston" his hot breath stirred the hair upon my temples —"Mr. ' Livingston, the tide iscomingin." The diabolical suggestiveness of the words palsied my tor.gue. "The tide is coming in," he repeated, slowly, a horrid smile upon his clean cut lips. " It would be wise, I reflected, to ignore his meaning. "Yes," I returned, "we have not a minute to lose. Take his feet, Demetri us. Luckily, we are strong mem" But Demetrius folded his massive arms and stood erect. "Take hold, man." "No." Then, with a startling change of fa cial expression, a very petard of words exploded, a thunderclap from a sullen cloud. This was his enemy, his mas ter's enemy, whom destiny had deliv ered into our bands. He had been struck down with foul murder in his heart. lie deserved to die. He should have died at the hangman's hands a score of years ago. If we succored him now, and ill came of it, the blood of the innocent would be upon our heads. All this and much more, with amaz ing fluency and vehemence. When he had finished speaking, the plash of wa ter mingled faintly with the echo of his concluding words. A wave, the her ald r*f in<v»Tnlnar tide, had broken with sullen murmur upon the rocks out side. "I have heard what you 6ay. For the sake of your long years of faithful serv ice I shall try to forget what has passed. Take hold." "Xo," said he, for the second time. Hot blood flows in the veins of the Livingstons. I prefer peace, as I have said elsewhere, but my ancestors were men of action soldiers. What fol lowed must be attributed to atavism. At any rate I pulled out my pistol and clapped the muzzle to the head of De jnetrius. "Take hold, you scoundrel, or, by heaven, I pull the trigger." He looked steadily into my eyes and obeyed. Between us, with infinite dif ficulty, we dragged the still senseless Burlington from the perilous cave, and thence to a place of safety. Here, per plexed and perspiring, wo rested. "There is not another house within two miles," said I. "We cannot take him home. Demetrius, I'll stay here, while you—" "Miss Gerard is conning, sir." We were close to the cottage, not 300 yards at most from the veranda; but | MV i * ' Tako hold, you' scoundrel." w hat subtile instinct had sent the girl 1 in search of us? She approached and "nzed pitifully into the lace of her itttlicr. With the quick apprehension of a woman she bad grasped the truth. An accident toastranger? Badly hurt? He must be carried at once to the house. The coachman could gallop for a doctor. "Pardon m-s, if you will order the car riage I will take this gentleman to the i doctor myself.." , "What!" she cried, "take him. away . —to his death, perhaps? We are not savages." Her eyes flashed indignation and ■ scorn. "I shall take him to the doctor," J re , turned, curtly. ".Mr. Livingston," said she, "you for t get yourself most strangely. My moth er and I would blush to turn a wounded dog from our doors. I speak for her in her name Ah, how stupid of me to stand chattering here!" She sped away in the gloaming, deaf , to my entreaties. "Miss Gerard always has her own way," remarked the Greek. "So it seems," I said, dryly. lie glanced at the face of Burlington. \<»!iicdlv M: • Nancy had her father's , "You knew," I blurted out. "I knew," he answered, quietly, divin- I ing my meaning. I "You might have told me.' "I had no such instructions." closed his lips, and with them 1 j'uttlier discussion. I decided to *vaif. ! for assistance. Miss Nancy, whose heela ; were nimble as Atalanta's, soon re ! turned. "Here is brandy," she g;i_sped, "and a | pillow. John" (the gardener) "will be ! here to help Demetrius, and the eoach i iQfKi vilj go for the doctor. Mr. Livings i tun, momma wished to svu jou MOW, ! Will you return with me?" / "As soon as John comes." 1 A frown flitted across the smooth forehead of the Greek. He saw that 1 mistrusted him, and resented it. "I wonder who he is," she said, soft ly. "A handsome man, and n gentle man. Give him some brandy, Mr. Liv ingston." "I dare not till the doctor comes. TTis pulse is not faTTing." Presently John joined us. With creditable ingenuity lie had impre ssed a litter, which he brought in a barrow. Having helj '. to place the wounded man uj on this, 1 hasteued for ward whh Miss Nancy. The others fol lowed at a snail's pace; for Burlington was no lightweight, and I warned them j that any jolting might prove fatal. "Mr. Livingston," said the girl, as soon as we were out of earshot, "1 told you the other day there was a mystery , here. Then it was guesswork on my part. It is gue-swork no longer. My mother's seizure this afternoon was in some way connected with this stranger. When I told her what had happened, she said: 'Don't bring him here, Nancy; don't bring him here.' " "Your mother's wishes —" "Have been overruled by me. This poor man must and shall stay here till we learn the extent of his injuries." "You have taken upon yourself a great , responsibility," I replied, gravely. "Ah! you disapprove?" I thought I marked a shade of anxiety in her tones. I did not reply at once, for j j the words of a great and kindly writer j j were bubbling up in my mind: "What-! .ever comes from the brain carries the hue of the place it comes from, and whatever comes from the heart carries the heat and color of its birthplace." I The lobes of Miss Nancy's brain were j well developed; but her heart —God ! bless her! —was big enough and pas i sionate enough for a dozen ordinary maidens. And this, according to the writer aforesaid, is its it should be. "I sec that you disapprove," she con tinued, piqued by my silence. "Your eyes are blurred." I replied. 1 "You have. 6beyed, Miss Nancy, the dlc j tates of your heart; and heart, nine times out of ten, proves a better guide than head." Mrs. Gerard received me in the parlor. "Will he die?" she demanded, anx iously. "lie has had an awful fall. Mrs. Ger ard. And this prolonged insensibility argues the gravest internal injuries." She covc vd her face with trembling hands. Once, loug ago, she liad loved this man, had given him that divine gift, a girl's immaculate heart; and now, as the tears trickled through her slender fingers, I knew that she had turned baek the tear-stained pages of the book of life and was rereading, ten derly and reverently, the sweet story of her youth. O memory, "act ive moth er of all reason," what, mad pranks thou playest! "Nancy is right," she said, presently. "1 cannot turn him away." "He is quite harmless, now." "Yes, yes. The doctor will soon be here ?" '"Within an hour." "Nancy is attending to everything. I —I cannot —" "It is not necessary that you should," I interrupted. "Mrs. Gerard, try to think of something els*>. Save your strength. It may be needed later." "He was not responsible," she wailed. "His father before him was—well, not mad, but very eccentric. And he had been working like a slave for weeks, sitting up, writing, till three and four in the morning. That, and his terrible jealousy, wrecked his reason." "Happy days are in store for you, Mrs. Gerard. This cruel anxiety which has preyed upon you Mi-. at an end. You will be able to take your proper place at his side. He needs you. She smiled pathetically. "Mr. Gerard can stand alone." The coarsest ear might detect a dis cord. The conviction flashed across me that the second marriage had proved as disastrous as the first. I had no right to judge Mark Gerard; but from what I had seen of the man I was ready to pronounce him no fit mate for the gentle woman beside me. My heart ached for her. Of course 1 said nothing of what had passed in the Pirates' cave. She es teemed and trusted Demetrius; and the facts would have shocked her inex -1 pressibly. It was important, however, that I should seek light and find it. At present 1 was in the dark. "Demetrius," I remarked, carelessly, "is a faithful servant. How did you come by him?" "Surely Mr. Gerard told you?" "He told me little or notliing." She seemed surprised, but answered my question. Mark Gerard had picked up the Greek in New York, where he had found him running the streets, ab solutely destitute and starving. llehtid jfiven him a liberal education, aud, when he was old enough, employed him as a confidential servant. Demetrius had proved honest, intelligent, and ex traordinarily receptive. Gerard liked plastic servants, and he molded the lad to suit himself "Demetrius," faltered Mrs. Gerard, in conclusion, "has been with ine ever since that awful time. Nearly 20 jvi he has given up to inc. Mr. Gerard has paid him well, but money cannot can cel such obligation*. Have you talked much with him?" "He won't talk with me, Mrs. Ger ard," "lie (>» remarkably well informed — In his way, quite a metaphysician." "Hid philosophy," I remarked, "does not temper his hostility to me." "Hostility?" she repeated. "That is i=uoug a word- lib is ji.aioua, I danr £ay, because you have supplanted him. In a sense; and the poor fellow was not brought up as a Christian. You know Mr. Gerard's views. Demetirius is a pagan. When you understand him : | be tter, Mr. Livingston, you w ill appre ciate I»iui," "I have no doubt of it." Burlington, was needing my atten tion, so 1 said no more. My immediate departure from the cottage was not can vassed, and I gladly left the matter in abev auoe, \\ ith my hand on the handle of the door, I asked oue Important question. "Shall 1 send a telegram to Mr. I Gerard?" She hesitated, scanning my face v.itli i troubled eyes. Yes,-' bhe gnsyverpd, wearily, "i sup f pose so," Her thoughts were straying lp an i other direction. "And you won't quarrel with De metrius?" • | So, after all, my foolish man's face > i had betrayed me. As lor Demetrius," I answered, "I shall remember, Mrs. Gerard, liow much yon owe hint, and, if ever the chance presents itself, pay a portion of the debt." l CHAPTER V i Wheu does a man -a young man— -1 ' l>egin to take hipisclf seriously? (>b | viously, when he realizes tliat the in tegrity of the human rope may depend UpOB the soundness of a single strand; : I that the smallest bolt in a mighty bridge " ' may not l*: withdrawn or suffered to | " ! rust without disastrous consequence# j ' i that he, insignificant mortal, may make or mar not only h:s own life, but the j 1 ives of others. These platitudes are 1 [ prod aimed h« airly from IflOO pulpits; j but the practical applieatlou of alf uaening must come from within, not from without. The doctor, a country practitioner with average braius and a capital "bed side" manner, made a eaa-eful . xamina ti.-ji of I'. nli! 'ton and murmured two words: "Cerebral concussion." "Prognosis," he continued, rubbing softly his pince-nez, "is quite out of the question at present. The severe shock to the nerve <*ells and tlie til>ers of the brain may produce violent, symptoms. Upon the other hand, a really serious lesion may not have taken place." 1 Vmetrius, who was present, listened attentively. "Mr. Burlington," he observed, quief ly, "is subject to fits of violence." "Eh?" said the doctor; "what?" "To fits of violence," the Greek re peated. "He's a very dangerous man; at times insane." "But incapable of hurting a fly, now," I observed. The doctor pursed up his lips and ad justed his pince-nez. His mannerisms had begun to irritate me. "Is this—er—the Mr. Burlington, the author?" "Yes." "Indeed! A singularly handsome man. But this" —he touched lightly ; Burlington's head—"indicates a some- j what unbalanced miud." "How long will the coma last?" "I cannot say. Possibly 43 hours, lie may come to himself in ten min utes." Demetrius drew him*uside. "Are you certain," he whispered, im pressively, "that he is absolutely un co n sc ious—se nsel ess ? " The doctor regarded Ids questioner attentively. "That is a very strange remark, sir." "i know the man," Demetrius replied, "lie is not. malingering," returned the doctor, with emphasis. "Of eourse he must be watched. I'il send a respon sible nurse. Meantime you can feed him; but no stimulants. I'll call the first thing to-morrow. I have a most important case; but send for me, if necessary." When the dour had closed behind his portly person I turned to Demetrius. "Why did you ask that question?" "Mr. I.iviug.ston, if you had seen this man's work at Bed Gulch you would understand. lie has the cunning of a iiend." Ills voice quavered; and his eyes, the eyes of a frightened animal, sunk be fore mine. My suspicions swelled to certainty. The Greek was a coward. And 1, knowing the facts, felt sorry for him. "I saw him fall full six feet onto the back of his head. He ought to be a dead man." "Yes," the Greek repeated, "he ought to be dead." I dismissed him. Presently Miss Nancy entered the room and seated her self lieside me. To my remonstrance she turned a deaf ear. It was already late, and I told her frankly that she ought to be in bed. "I shall watch this night with you. Demetrius has told mamma what the doctor said about —about the violent symptoms. You vvon'thave Demetrius, so you must take me." "Demetrius has alarmed your mother mast unnecessarily. I cannot for the life of me understand —" "A woman," she interrupted, delibca - - ntely ignoring my real meaning. "Of eourso not. As for Demetrius, he has done his duty. I ptppose to do mine. You can talk or go to sleep, just as you please. For my part, I should prefer to talk, it can't hurt the patient, and will wm to pass tlie time." She settled herself, smiling, in the chair. "The doctor," she continued, "is an old woman, but I like him because lie is an optimist. He thinks Mr. Burling ton will get well. Oh, Ido hope and pray that this may be so. You see, I feel that Mark was really responsible for the accident. The poor man must have seen the boy's tracks in the sand and followed them out of curiosity into fhe cave. Then lie naturally wondered how Mark left the cave, and tried to follow the same rood. And it is so in teresting to think that he is the Bur lington. I've read some of his articles and one of his books, and I'm ever so sorry for him." "And why?" "Because it's plain—to a woman— that he has been the under dog in the fight. Not that he ever was whipped." "You are catholic in your tastes," I observed. "You like the doctor because he is an optimist, and Burlington be cause he writes a lot of morbid, ma terialistic rubbish I know a third per son who is cultivating a wholesome and cheering style, ile, po&feiWy, In out side the pale of your sympathy." "lie probably doesn't need it." "He wants an allopathic dose, to be taken immediately." This was true. Flopping about in a quagmire of perplexity, I realized my dependence upon others. "Go to your goddess," she said. I had forgotten the gotliteaa, and smiled. "Ah, you have had a surfeit from her." "No, my goddess feels as you do. A lame dog limping over a stile is a sight that never fails to fill her pretty eyes with bwv^—V "A big, lazy mitstiff blinking in the sun makes her want to poke him up with a sharp stick. Your goddess is a sensible woman. It is not sympathy your mastiff waul*, bui 0 square meal." ' "That is very true," I admitted. Un der the pressure of circumstances I had missed my dinner. My chance shaft struck the target. Miss Nancy jumped energetically from her chair and fled. When she returned, a tray-, handsomely ! garnished, testified to the of iny aim. "Here," she said, laughing, "is your bone, poor doggie." I attacked with vigor some cold chicken. "Your mother," rah* J. "-U'.IVMVS VI' II V you are here?" "A most violent assumption," she re turned, coolly. "My mother, as you suggested, should be spared all worry. I'm here on my own responsibility." "Mr. Gerard will come to-morrovr" "And you think he wilj \XJ angry. X V4U assure you you are mistaken. Mark its the apple of his father's eye. He looks upon me as » vegetable of no eon ttequenee, a sort of pumpkin." llor indifference was pathetic. "Wo have not seen him," she mur muml, "for more than six months. He may stay with us for j£ UvlUf*,'.' Mark Uerard passed a* her father. His long absences from home were ac cepted by Miss Nancy, without com ment, as commonplace facts, connected —so she supposed —with business affairs. Of his standing in nan Fram-is . ..she waseimrely ignorant. Thegirl had been educated in the cast and abroad. She read no new- papers, usU«d no | indiscreet questions. Custom had atro phied curiosity. "Of course, I said, opologetieallv, "ho is a very busy man.' "He must be," she returned. Then she. Mined IKU.K and closed her cy.\ inaoi itt feeding is not an , : -.thctle sight; aud I confess that I was j hungry. As I munched itway, tl.e two | fu'-es almost within touch of my hand < hallcnged attention. The likeness be- t Inern lather and daupnter grew sta. „ ling l —so start Imp, indeed, that 1 pulped di wn a glass of wine to quiet my brist- I ; sens!} ilitica. No woii.b r Mark Gerard had sent her abroad and to the cu-st. With t hat face eonfn nting him, his apprehensions, poor devil, niu»t run riot. "There is thunder In the air," said Mis- Nancy. raising her heavy ]!Js. "Thunder?" I repeated, incredulous "And lightning. Well, it w ill clear the atmosphere. The barometer has been r.t *&et fair' Ion? enough." Her perspicacity confounded me. With men of all sorts and conditions I was familiar; with women 1 had come ! but seldom in contact. "Yes. we are smarter than you think," she said, divining my thouphts. "By the-bye. why do you dislike Demet rius?" "Your mother says he is a pagan." "So was Marcus Anrelitis. Mr. Liv ingston. why can't, you talk to me frankly? Forget that lam a pirl." >'iie spoke gravely—with emphasis, without excitement. A man, I re flected, might do well to pick up the • pauntlet she had thrown down. A friendly contest of wits w-as just the tonic I needed; but Mark Gerard had my word, and my tongue was tied. "Demetrius, Miss Nancy, is a Greek, with a Greek's subtlety a:id cunning, t'nless 1 nm very much mistaken, he , has served Mr. Gerard, faithfully, I'll 1 admit, because it was to his interest to : do so. He believes in the doctrine of expediency, that the end justifies the L.eans. That is why I call him a i cgan." "Yes." she. paid, thoughtfully, "you are right. Hush!" She moved swiftly across the room, opened the door, glanced keenly to right and left, and returned to her chair. "1 thought," she whispered, "that I heard a noise outside. I was mis taken." "Your nerves are —" "In excellent order, thank vou. Mr. Livingston—" her voice betrayed for the first time exicitement—" look! He is coining to." 1 sprang to my feet, and together we approached the bed and bent inquiring ly over the patient, lliscyelids twitched convulsively, and then oj>ened. The man was conscious. At the same mo ment my car caught the sound of a dis tinct cnak in the passage. My eyes i.ought Miss Nancy's. "That was what I heard just now," she r." ured. "It's nothing; nil these wooden nouses creak." Burlington monoj)oli<!ed our attention, and no more was said. The doctor had left instructions, which were followed to the letter. Miss Nancy supjiortcd the sick man's head, while I, with n tea srpoon. fed him slowly with prepared bouillon. Burlington swallowed the broth v\ith difficulty, and made no at tempt to speak, lie was not violent, and apparently was not in pain. We waited patiently for his first words. "Where am I?" he stammered, when the broth was consumed and his head once more upon the pillow. "With friends," I answered. "Friends?" His voice was singularly strong and harsh. "I have no friends. n»! I remember; the cave, yes —and the boy." ne attempted to move, and groaned deeply. "Mr. Burlinpton, you know me, I think; Hugo Livingston. Let mc en treat you to keep perfectly quiet. Don't move, and don't talk. I can give you a hypodermic injection; but you are better without it. The doctor will be itc.ro to uiuriuw murciuf early." ne nodded and closed his eyes. Of course further talking between Nancv and me was impossible. We sat In si lence through the watches of the night, performing from time to time such of fices as were required. The birds had begun to twitter their matins when the doctor drove up. He had been attending a dj ing patient. He protested against Nancy's vigil, and pronounced the patient in no immedi ate danger. "You will please go to bed. Miss Ger ard, or at any rate lie down. I insist. " You aro right Huih!" Demetrius will take your place; and 1 shall relieve Mr. Livingston. Ferhape. you will be kind enough to ask the U?feel>. to come to me at once, t expect tho nurse in half ar> hour." I glaaoed at my watch as Nancy obeyed. It was six o'clock, and the household was already astir. De metrius, I knew, was no sluggard, no He-abed. He would answer the sum mons diate action might, hang the life of llur i lington. Distracted by doubt, I walked to the window and ilunp up the lower sash, j The fresh air flooded the room; vilh it came the sounds and odvtf* of spring. ! The meadow-larks (Cal ! has few sinpinp birds) had be gan their roulades, to which the staccato notes of the gulls and the myriad-voiced chorus of frogs from the marshes east of the sand-dunes furnished {v cuflous and effective ;iecu*upanhnent. The V>t the violet, heliotrope and Jasmines hung lightly on the breeze. The lawn sparkled with dew. The lanceolate leaves of the eucalypti quiv ered against an opalescent sky. Loan ing out of the wiodPW, my tired eyes rested VP"! 1 Pacific, which wooed' uie lo us embrace with iv tender mur mur of welcome. For the multitude of sea-birds could prophesy that the miickesrel and sardines were in the bay. The cormorants were hard at work, plunging with mighty splashes into th« water. I caught now an<\ >hc. pleam of n maci{e >v ; » u hbelr monstrous <■ mi noted Idly the parasites snapping up the morsels of fish care lessly dropped by their piitrons. W hat a paradise! To me a ga.rdeu of Eden, with its tree of Vuowledge of pood and i c\ il, serpent, its Eve, and, alas! the i ungel with the flaming sword. It falls to the lot of nil sons of Adam to wander OflCe down the enchanted glades of Eden. How many recognize | the place too late, when the gate is j closed against them forever! My thoughts were put to flight by the j sound of Naiicy'o vylve. She beckoned I iiitferly from the passage. "An i.\traordinary thing has liap ! pened," slio gasped. "Demetrius has I pone. He never went to bed at all. And —and he has taken Mark with him!" "Gone!" I ejaculated. So the fellow ! had turned tail. His nerve* <*t the crit -1 icjil hud lulled. No 4Q "IT,- Jul* left n Iftter for mamma. She ik reading il now . I must go to her." Flinging thi>so disjointed phrase* at my head she left me, and I returned thoughtfully to the Ixdside of Bur lington. As yet he had shown no dis position to talk, flie doctor's second examination bad provoked groans and affirmative rods iu response to impor tant questions. The man was terribly bruised: but his bones, mirabile dictu. Mere still intact. Quiet, of course, waa imperative; and auy excitement might prove fatal. I led the doctor to the win dow and told him briefly that l*euctrius had left the house. "Any thing you need, doctor, I can pet. Pray command me." The doctor, however, refused my services, and went himself '.o |uepare a liniment. I accompanied him to the door, and when I turned con fronted the melancholy eyes of Bur lington. The tire was out of them; in . its place was a question. "Am 1 in the house of Mark Gerard?** he asked, harshly. "You are in the house of Mrs. Gcr urd," I replied. It was futile to evade the truth, but 1 wondered how he would take it. lie took it, as might be expected, hardly—in silence. The hot blood flamed across his forehead, and ebbed instantly, leaving the pale complexion livid— a danger signal which quickened m> own pulses. The situation was in tensely dramatic. Ills next question surprised me: "Is the Greek here?" "lie was here." "Curse him! Don't let him come into this room." He closed his eyes and said no more. After all, he had said enough. The mere words, coupled with the tones of his deep voice, horrified me. Manifest ly, his appetite for blood was not yet glutted. And this man was the father of Nancy! An hour later the letter of Demetrius was placed in my hands. I had finished a hasty breakfast, and was sitting, smolting, upon the veranda. The doc tor and the nurse were with Burlington. The letter ran thus: "Poar Madame: Acting In accordance with the Instructions I received from my master, I have been compelled to leave your house and take your son with me. We can camp at the hut on the island" (Mark had described this hut to me with enthusiasm; it had been built by his father and was well provisioned for the purposes of duck shoot ing). "and Mark, as you know, will be safe and happy there with me. I dare not take the chances of exposing the boy to the fury of a powerful madman. Tours re spectfully. madame, DKMETRIUS." Nancy brought me this carefully writ ten epistle, and with it u message from her mother. Mrs. Gerard was pros trated by the events of the past 24 hours and unable to leave her room. She ap proved the flight of Demetrius. "He is certainly faithful," said Miss Nancy. "Why are you not lying down?" 1 asked, severely. "1 could not rest while—while the thunder is in the air. Mamma has just given me the key to the puzzle. She has told me that Mr. Burlington is a madman—that a terrible grudge against father, and wishes to murder poor Mark. How horrible!" "Very horrible," I said, gravely. "And you," she continued, "were sent down to stand between Mark and this dreadful monster. I did you an in justice. Forgive me." She held out her hand frankly, with an air of good-fellowship which argued the lack of a tenderer sentiment. "But the monster," she continued, withaslightshiver, "is surely helpless?!'_ "That, Miss Saney. we do not know. We think so." '"Mamma also told me that he had once tried to murder father, and in stead had killed his partner. 1 could see that the mere telling of the story upset her terribly. Oh, Mr. Livingston, my heart misgives me when I think that I'm responsible for this man being here. What have I done in my folly and con ceit?" Her distress was most painful to wit ness; and naturally 1 offered gome crumb*. o-f comfort, pointing out that she had acted according to the dictates of her heart, a woman's wisest counsel or, and doubtless for the best, ulti mately, "Why has this man," she asked, fierce ly, "been suffered to heap such wretch edness upon the heads of innocent peo ple?" I was silent. "llave you nothing to say?" she de manded, hotly. "There is reason in everything," I answered—"the inexorable logic of cause and effect. I believe that the an swer to most of our questions may be found, if we search patiently. The problem of .human suffering is to be solved, but not by random guesswork. The sufferings of such a woman as your mother are to be evidence at a future state of existence." She listened attentively to my crude response, a softer light suffusing her line eyes. The thought struck me that both of us, she as well as I, had taken life too lightly and needed the discipline of reflection. To me personally things iu genera] had begun to assume strange proi>or*ions; somo of my mountain* dwindled to mole hills, and vice versa; substuiice melted intoshadow; the idea) absorbed the real. The process is often rapid, and, like a trip across the English channel, most upsetting. "Yesterday," said Nancy, after a sig nificant pause, "I particularly notioed the sunset. The lino of surf, with the light behind it, was purple, not white; and yet I knew, of course, that it WO* white. It is so with the human soul» we meet; their color depends upon the light, and our own eyes deceive us. And there are always the two roads, one leading to Heaven—on earth, I m«tu—-and the other to—" "Tho land of regret May yon never set foot there!" I spoke -warmly. "Thank you; you would— ** "Turn myself into a sign post for your sake. Most assuredly." We gazed calmly and dispassionately into each other's eyes. Perhaps, all in all, it was the bitterest moment of my life, for 1 saw that she had guessed my secret and remained unanoved; and yet —the leaven of sweetness w as there. |TO BE coxnwrw>.) In Trililnc. Delia—Why are you standing before the mirror and screwing up your fact into such funny shapes? Bella—l'm practicing a look of amazement. The girls are going to givo me a surprise party to-night.—N. Y. Journal. The It ii 11nv Visitor—How do you maintain order among so many convicts? Warden of Women's Prison —Oh, that's easy—good behavior is rewarded with permission to wear such ribbons and trinkets as the poor creatures pos sess.—Chicago Journal. A Dutiful Sun. Tommy Black—ls that your new hat? Mrs. Wall —Y'es, Tommy. But where are you going in such a hurry? Tommy—l've got to go home and teU mother to look out of the window when you go out. She said she must see thai hat. —N. Y. Journal.
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