VOL- xxxiv JQ Boots ar^d ICI ' : jSTjU To Suit All Corns to us and you'll iinc! our stock so large that you can find what you want —All varieties of shoes for sale at lowest prices—Our entire fall and winter stock is open and ready for your inspection— Our stock was never larger than the present —Complete stock o< Ladies' and Misses' fine Dongola, Box Calf, winter tans, Lname s 111 welt sole, made for winter wear. In Men's shoes our stock offers many selection* of winter tans, hm enamels, cordovans, box caLfs and many other. Have you seen our genuine water-proof shoe? It is a dandy—the upper extends arount the welt to the edge of the sole—this in connection with sheet ru >- ber and cork bottom filling makes a complete joint that cannot be secured in any other way—A shoe thus made is more nearly water tight than can be made by any other process. Our stock of Men s and Boy's heavy boots and shoes is large, and prices away down Full stock of Boy's high cut copper toed shoes Large and complete stock of rubber goods of all kind—helt boots, Felt shoes and warm lined shoes and slippers of all kinds at rock bottom prices. Full stock of sole leather and shoe findings—Sole- leather cut to any amount you wish to purchase. High iron stands for rep airing. Do you wear box calf shoes? We have a polish put up for box calf shoe* which keeps the leather soft and pliable. When in neet of boots and shoes CALL AND SET US. JOHN BICKEL. 128 8. MAIN St BUTLER, PA. T. H. BURTON, * T. H. BURTON. . fSTYLE.f Style; is Everything Now-a-days And we are glad that it appertains to every article in our stock, for correctne ss and elegance are sureconcomitants to artistic development. it CMIS Yen ao More to be la Harmony With The Best Expressed Styles of The Scatoa, Than to Constitute "A BACK NUMBER," By taking anything and everything irresponsible dealers may offer you. This es tablishment intends always to keep up with the times and you pre sure of that basis yourse?f If ycrn will truat us to serve you. T. H. BURTON, 30 SOUTH MAIN ST., BUTLER, PA. J. S. YOUNG, Tailor, Matter and Gents Furnishing Goods. makes the problem of looking dressy and keeping cool a hard one ——'£ nt we've solved it; and for once economy, comfort and fashion go hand in h&ud Our summer suita are finer in fabric, nobbier in pattern and more sty lisb in cu has ever before, they fit your curves and yet they're not sweat bath outfits. Tlie prices may surprise you. J. 8. YOUNG, Tailor. 101 S. MAIN St., - - - BUTLhR, PA |(j Sy TftA Pleasing Prospectfjf j -f* TO FIND THE COAT so satisfactory at II / 'i. /*&/ the first trial. This is the universal testi- II Ll /I/\ mony of our patrons, who are all lovers of I V \!C > H \ 1 1. neat fitting clothes. Without them no man I \l V* X Y 1 |M»I looks well dressed. \ \ J /v» M A COAT WKIvL MADE is made to fit and jy.-q -If )•—U not to aet-iust-hit-or-miss; an artist well may • -T | 1 L u/jtake delight in seeing a nest fitting coat. L ] V/A rv»— 4 Good material, jjood workmanship and good ; 1 W 1 \\ fits are the pr»»of that have made our tailor l l/ \\ V —rrl a « uccess - We guarantee this and ask i t vJ I \ jX~ —'1 IV you to look at our patterns. Our prices are '7| \ Z s *) cut down to the lowest notch. ,L ' ' /cii K \ m,\ 1 C F KFPK TAILOR, ll I J ' 142 N._Maln^j^^^£^a C. F. T. PAPE & BRO. JEWELERY. WE SAVE YOU 25 PER CENT ON:— DIAMOND#, WATCHES, /* j CLOCKS. / SILVERWARE, SILVER NOVELTIES, ETC Our stock is complete in every detail Our stock of Diamonds ts the largest in Butler County, and as we buy direct from the im porters you can save the Jobbers profit by buying from us. We buy all our diamonds loose and mount them to suit you, therefore you get just what you pay for. All our diamonds are guaranteed to be just as we say they are or money refunded. We give our special at tention to repriring of fine watches and jewelry. We take old gold and silver the same as money, paying the highest market prices. 122 South Main St., Butler Pa. yOOO0QO00OOOOO0<8>OOO»POO0O( pIHE COMMERCIAL," I fW. K. THORNBURG Prop'r., Evans City, Pa.J 4 L This popular just been entirely remodeled < fc and refurnished. Everything convenient, and guests 4 will always receive close attention. 4 II Located near Postoffict* and P.& W. Depot. When J in Evans City t">p at the Commercial. Bell Tele- { THE BUTLER CITIZEN. Constipation C.T.ISC3 fully half tin* sickness in the world. It retains the digested fowl too long in the bowels and produces biliousness, torpid liver, ludi* Hood's geslicn, bad taste, coated V fl I s: heads' lie, in- all 2^ gomnla, etc. Hoo«l's Fills ■ || 1 cure constipation and ail its results, easily and thoroughly. tljc. Alldnipgisva. Prepared by C. I. Hood & Co.. Lowell. Mass. The ouli I'iUs to taxe with Hood's Sarsapanila- Thouftandii are Trying Tt. In order to proro the great merit of Ely's Cream Balm, the most effective cure for Catarrh and Cold in Head, we have pre pared a generou* trial siz? for 10 cents. Get it of your Urnggi-t or send 10 rent-; to ELY BROS., 36 Warren St., N. Y. City. I suffered from catarrh of the wort kind ever s.uoe a boy. and I never hoped for cure, but Eij » Cream Balm seen.- do even that. Many acquaintauc -uz • 1 it with excellent results. —<>M.-ar Ostruin, 45 W'nrreu Ave.. Ouosg", *"■ Ely's Cream Balm ia the acknowledged cur- f.ir catarih and contains uo coc- ine, mercury nor nny injurious drug. Price, 60 coiiti At d.."vi»;" 1 -r h y mail. RAILROAD TIME TABLES I*., Bessemer A. L. E. Trains leave Butler. (Bntler time) at 11:40 A. M. and jP. M . trains arrive at 9:55 A. M. and 2:J55 P. M. pITTSBUKG k WESTERN *■ Railway. Schedule of Pas senger Trains in eflect May 16, 1897. BLILER TIME. Anlve. Allegheny Accommodation 0 -» A.* 9 1« -* m Allegheny ' 4 Hy«*r" *lj " *' New Cuttle Accommcrifttiou 1 ■ **•* •' 1 • Akron Mail 8 15 A.m 7 <« km Accommodate n 1" " » " 1- ]* Allegheny Kxpr«-#« » 0-» P.m 4 •>_» " Allegheny "Flyer** I'hicajro Kxpr*-*- .'J 4" li 1* Allegheny Mail - r ' 4° " Allegheny "Flyer". _ J Kllw**! AccomiiKHiatioii ** 7"t Limited.. "• 4" M !i 17 a m Kan. and Bradford 3lail «♦ V a m VJ j m Clarion Accommodation '•> 1» *' • • * Fox burg Accommodation 7 l'i M * "•» u DAY TRAINS Allegheny Express. H 1"» A.M 0 'l2 Ail* # gh*-ny A«- r I.'; '» J" • 2 -'f-V Sew Cu"t!«* A« •"'•miiM/diiti'Uj m l » A m 7 {•hirago Kxpress :t 40 p.m 4 .V» Allegheny Aifomiiiodatio!! Traint going north at ;« m. »n«l ; M'» !'• i" male close c«»!iii "*tloc nt ' for |> ..»t« on Allfghcn> Valley Ky. V"T through t.»all j**ti|i*t, Ihitn r, Pa. A. P. A.. Allegheny, I'a. PENNSYLVANIA R i. WEST EN PENNSYLVANIA DIVISION. SHRIULI IN l.irwT 3I\V 17, I»'J7. SOITII . WKKK I)AYS A M A M A. M il' M IV M BIfIXKB I«a*e' i' •£> * l " " 1 ' - •} " ' Kav«nl.urK \irlt- « M « *'• II :s* -i >" • ISutler Jilii' tioii.. " 7 'J7 « 4H 1 Z j > ■> Butler Jonctioii.. " yi M '■ ■'* ' •' Kutnmn \irlvc 7 W > 'ill \1 . ■ ■ fi " ■ Tareotaai I " « !< '■»} 117 SliiiriK'Uilr' 7 HI '■> II I- tl 3 .tt ..... nan-UK,,,1 '»V' ]'»>* M "j;-? .SlmqwljnrK M IHI. !l .11 I | '■ (l Alli'litiniy * 1"| J I.' • iS>j ' '£> 1 ;A. M A M I*. M. I'. M. I'. 31 St'NDAY TRAINS. —Leuve Itiuli-r All.-cli.-m City ati'l I «. in., and WW j». in. KOKTII. WEEK IiAYS A M.|A M. A M P. M il*. SI AII.-klhiii < ity 1.-av, 7 »•>; n '«i II i'. 1 -i <■ I<> I Shan«l»uT|(. 7 11 i» 1- 11 ... ("laliui.iiil II 111 11 4.'> l-'» .... | Spriiiplalc •' 'I ■' ■' " '' l | Tanotum 7M»391* <« 3 <• *> N'alnMM. 7 :K» !l 11 tt I » .'.I rt *1 butler Jiiiictk.il. ..adrfv,. 7 v, 11 ■£•.• 4 <»., 7 Butl-rJimrtloii... !.«>• 7 l'i '• It ! I" 7" Saxeuburfc M In 111 I • I: 4!lj 4 , tl UIT I.Kit ~ni\> m it) :n I 17 i .'> o", ; vi A M A.M..I* M [P. 31 '!' V 81'XDAY TKAIXH —Alli-sln-ny < ItJ I * Bin l'T and [.i in- i|l IntMnnefllale wtfltinii> at 7:'£, a. 111. alul '.C.VI |,. m. WKEK DAVH. roll Till: EAST. \Vr« DAV- P.M.-A 31.1 1' 31.P. M l.l( ll 2A Iv 111 TIK K ar ... I 17 111 lift' 7 ;7'ai Butler Jin,, tlon I> l'i. I fir Ui 7t' : !v Hu" , .In,, ; .1, * > I'- , 111.,, l„.f|«'rt I v H 1- 11 3!i! 7A3 " Allegle-ny .1 " * -4 I i "I 3 r.I. " LwuiUrK H ilti 11 4!' 4 (Ci 8 -il '■ I'anlloti (A|».11..) " 7M 11 3li 4 11-,' Hsl " Si,i.ni"i. 7 yll '•'' i«i it 2li - BlulrM-lll". .. ' 7 '«• HI 4" , If, Ii .ui " 111 .I.villi.. latefwrtiMi..." ■> I* ■H WHII » " AltiHiiia " ... h ' 1 iml ll In " llanl.liMiK " :i 4 .'mi il £t " l'hllal I' >'• On Sunday, tiain h-aving Both r 7 ■'•*» a. in., connr*. Wmtern Dintrirt, < Wiu-r Fifth Avriue ami Miiilth- Htr»wt, Ifttahurg, I'H. J 1J 111 T< IIIMON, J. It. WOOD, OiK-ntl Manager (JWI'I l*a**r. Agent. We All Know that the slovenly dressed man never receives the respect anil consideration the well dressed man gets. One secret in dres sing well lies in the selection of the right tailor. our garments are cut and made in cur own workshop in this city. We are particular about the fit, fashion and alf the minute details in their construction. Would lie pleased to show you a product of our shop and also Rive you a pointer in econ omy. fall patterns now displayed ALAND, MAKER OF MEN'S LOTUES ~ Btt* KEEPtR S SUPPLIES SUCH AS lltvcs, Hniok«*rs. It rood I'r.inM . Kwtlorifi, Section Roxc», I ittd urpluj* I idn tloriM. Tli© Ix'Ht good* at tlt«i low« pos>lhi«- prtcrH. James B. Murphy. Mercer Wist Kml. Bull F'H. Near Kam©r©r«*%i't cor/ .>r»' ABRAMS, BROWN & Co Insurance and Real htate STRONG COM PAN IKS PROM l'T SK I'TI-KMKNTS llomc I ii*!! ram i •' of New V'lli, li,»ur aiirt* < 'o, of North AIIIITI' ... "I I'lii-iui.'lpJil; I'a I'lienlx I IIHII iam i) •>! Hrm.i.'yn. .V \ ami llurtforil limn.im r < n. "t lliirlfm I Jon n OFFICE: (Virni rof Main St and tin- l»la uioml. north of Court llou.v, liutlcr l a. BUTLER, THUKSDAV, NOVEMBER 18, ISD7 JIM AND JOE AND I. Underneath the pussy-willows Where the pool Is deep; Where the shiners and the ptrcn And the turtles sleep; V.'here the water, nice and cool. Dimpled to :Ue sky; There we used to £0 and ?tv!m, Jim and Jce ar.d I. Down the valley In the glen Was a dam that we Built when we wi re little men, Happy, gay and free; There we camped a week or so. Sleeping In a tent: Thtre we had a water-fall And a wheel that went. Down among aide!" brush. Hidden haif away, ■Was the sawmill by the stream Where we used to play; There we used to launch our ships- Chips upon the tide, LcadeJ down with sawdust, and Dreams, perhaps, beside. Wonder where the boys are goneT Jolly Jim and Joe- Chaps who used to plcy with me Years and years ago? Dam and mill at.d water-fall Ail have passed away; Ard there's nothing left but dreams. Dr. »n.s that eor■» to stay. —H. S. Keller, in Chicago Post. | Cecil's False Faith. % 3 * BY ANNA SHEILDS. V. « 'a "tt IS monstrous:" { Cecil was marching up and down the long drawing-room at \\ ellford place, his face angrily flushed, his brow in heavy wrinkles, liis whole frame quivering wltli passion. I had just told him the terms of Uncle Harry Well ford's will, for he had been in New Or leans when our uncle died and reached home three days after the funeral. "It was a letter from Mr. Hay," I said, "that almost killed Uncle Harry. We thought he had made a new will, but it could not be found." Cecil's face brightened. "A letter from Mr. Hay! A new will!" he Raid, musingly, but keeping his eyes keenly bent upon iny face. "Why did you think that?" "Mr. Totter told Willard so; but -we could not find it and—and —Willard seemed to be pleased." "Xo doubt! The cur! Xo doubt the new will gave me the rights of which he ha 3 robbed me." "Oh, Cecil, don't—please don't!" I pleaded. "Willard is not a cur or a thief." And yet I said It falteringly, for was /not Cecil my cousin an! I slipped downstairs and over to the village, nearly two miles away, sending fro~ t! ere a telegram to New York — only a few words to "Willard Deijr.lson, M Hotel, New York: "You are reeded at Wellford Place 1m- L mediately. MARIAJT." Then J sped homeward, already re lieved. At least he would come back and know of Cecil's return. It was evening when we heard him in the hall. "I HAVE FOt'ND IT." I had been reading and Cecil lingering the keys of the piano when W'illard came in. liis face was very grave, but he spoke cordially to Cecil, who answered briefly and insultingly—almost accusing him of concealing- the will. For one second tlic dark eyes flashed'angrily, but before he spoke W'illard wore his calm, self posses,etl face again. "You cr - unjust, Cecil," he said; "oil my Influence wtm exerted in your be half." "It looks sol" wris the sneering reply. "Your uncle thoujrht his ttUMiness should be left in.compete>■ \ and experi enced hands. Have yours proved to be tor "So. I am not a bargaining trades man. Uncle ITarry trained inc for a gen flemau." The sneering emphasis brought u dusky red for a moment on Willard's dark cheek. lie spoke with stern em phasis: "He content, then, to leave the care* of trade to me. Your income and profl pects will ffive you sufficient for idle ease." Tils prospect's! I looted up then, so puzzled that Willard "Is it possible you hnve not told Marian?" "You have doubtless done so." "Xo, it was not my duty—certainly not my pleasure." "Told me what?" I cried, with a dizzy feeling and choking of my breath. Mrs. Stone answered: "Your uncle's letter from Mr. liny an nounced! Mr. Cer.il Wellford'n engage ment to Miss Rose Hay." "You may as well add," miid Cecil, "that we were privately married theday I le/t. No one knows that as yet, but I ehail claim my bride when I return to New Orlea:.s. I staggered toward the door, but would have fallen had notu strong arm held me tip as I reeled forward. The same kind support led me to the library and placed me in « deep armchair. I must have been white and looked faint, for u moment later a glass of wine was held to my l!p«, and Willard said, very tenderly: "Drink this, Marian! My poor child, try to think he is not worthy of your regret." That nerved me. I drank the wine and said: "I am not grieving! Tnm glad—glad!" And then I broke into hysterical weep -Injr. T was but a Rirl, and had been tried hardly in the hist few weeks. I had thought all my tears spent, but they flowed freely, as I buried my face In the cushion of the chair and sobbed. A gentle hand stroked my curls, and, after I was quieter, 1 heard Willard leave the library. Cecil had gone to his own room, and Mrs. Stone was alone, when at last I returned to the drawing-room. She understood me, I think, for when she kissed me, she said: "I wanted to tell you before, but your uncle forbade it." "Was he pleased?" I asked. "I cannot tell you. Mr. Hay Is an old friend, and his only child will doubt-' less inherit large wealth, butyour uncle never sipoke of the matter to me be yond giving me the letter to read and destroy and telling me to keep the mat ter from jou till we heard from Cecil." "Hut the will?" "Of that I know nothing." We were a constrained [wu ty at break fast, but when the meal was over Cecil announced his determination to search In Unclu Harry's room until the will was found. Very gravely Willard ad vised him to let the matter rest, but wns answered by such taunts us no man could bear patiently. "Have your will!" he said. "We will all search again." But after all the search fell upon Cecil and Mrs. Stone. I would not stir a finger, and Willard stood beside me while the others turned over every pa per and rummaged every corner. As Cecil openedaJapan cabinet full of rare coins and stones, 1 saw Willard turn pale, and a moment later Cecil cried: "I have, found It!" He opened it hastily. It was very short, and an he read all the blood de serted lit* face and he guxjx-d for breath. It was long before he spoke. Then he said: "You have sce.n this?" "I have," said Willard, gravely. "You—hid—it I" "No! I suspected It# whereabouts, but did not know!" "And you would have let it lie there?" "I will destroy It now if you consent. Let the mutter lie between UK two." He glanced nervously at me. Rut Cecil said: '"Marian must see it!" and gave me the, paper. Then I knew that my uncle had rc voked his old legacy to Cecil and left him five dollar , while my Inheritance v as left Intact, upon condition that 1 married Willard. The paper fell from my hands, and I covered my Willard's voice broke an oppressive silence. "This paper concerts us only." he said, "and 1 t::ko the ■ '> of destroying it." I heard a serape and Cecil's voice saying: "You are nobler thai; I am." Footsteps left the ron-. and I thought I was alone till I heard Wizard's voice, low and tender: "Marian," he s:;id, "your uncle guessed the secret of my love for you, though I implored him to leave you free, but lie irade the will you have just seen. Only its ashes remain, and you are free, as before. Do not grieve* Marian. It breaks mv heart to see you unhappy!" I lifted my face then. My secret must have been in my eyes, for I v.:is caught, in a strong ciasp. and a tender kiss fell on my lips, as Willard whis pered: "My love! My-wife!" So Cecil, returning to his own wife, knew that his false faith had left no broken heirt at Wellford Place, where, Jn the Christmas time of rcioicincr. there was a nniet wedding, art! 1 be came Indeed Willard's wife. —N. Y. T.ec?*i r. Chnrlottr Wolter's Voice. When Charlotte Wolier, the great German actress, who died recently in Vienna, began her stnpe career, her ; voice was disagreeable, harsh, hesitat ing and girlish. l'rom that same throat proceeded a few j-earslatera voice such as has never before cr since been heard on the German stage, metallic and full, so charming, so intensely affecting, i Now the listener's ear reveled in the sweetness of her tones, now it was car- ! ried away by their irresistible force, j The "Wolter-schrei" (Wolter cry) is a new German word', coined expressly to designate the expression of the utmost horror, a terrible cry, piercing to the very marrow in one's bones, which she uttered in Goethe's "Goetz von 15er lichingen."—St. Louis Globe-Demo crat. What If, Virtue f Emperor Sigismund, in convereat.on with Theo'loric, archbiship of Cologne, asked the primate how he ought to act so as to obtain happiness. "We cannot, sire, expect it in this world." "What, then, is the way to gain hap piness hereafter?" "Yon must live virtuously." "What do you mean by that expres sion?" "I mean," answered the archbishop, "that you should always pursue th-t plan of conduct which you promise to follow when laboring under a fit of gout or indigestion."—Golden l*«ys. A jtnil Prteedonl. A new anecdote of Queen Victoria is quite luterestir-K'. Lor,] Melbourne, who was prime minister wliou Vic toria \ias contemplating marriage with Prince Albert, said to her when she was urging him to have parliament conifer the title of "kin»r consort" on the prince: "For God's sake, mum. let's hear no more of it. If you once get the English luto the way of making kings, you will get them into the way of unmaking them." The queen eaw the logic of her bluff premier's re marks and Prince Albert was not made king.—Troy Times. —The smallest diocese in the world Is Bald to be that of St. Helena. The bishop. T)r. Wc'hy. received n salary of S9OO, and oversees three olorjryiiien. Still, he has the title of bivlinp Provision for Doth. Smith walked up Market street the other evening with a box of candy un der one arm and a big package of meat under the other. "Hello, Smith," said Brown; "gone to housekeeping? I didn't know you were married." "I'm not yet." "What are you doing with that candy and meat, then?" "Going to Hee my girl." "Do you have to furnish the family with meat already?" "Oh, no; the candy Is for the girl and the .meat is for the .-somc parcel of juvenile cats They hung to me, clung to me, wouldn't let me go; On the first day I got to the country, you know. Then a walk through the mi-adows sug gested to me Ar. escape from the noise, and a think. don't you see; Go I roamed In the sweet-smelling grasses afar. And I borrowed a match and T lit a cigar; Then I saw through the fence, lying prone and asleep A peculiar mtld-countenanceJ horn-han dled sheep; So I climbed to his sllaek? Better be au old man's darling than a young man's slave," and Mrs. Hayes, who had looked up for u moment from her baking, returned more, vigorously than before to the kneading of tho dough. "True, annt; but suppose a young man's darling is better than either," and a miscievoiiK twinkle shone in the bright t'3'es, a half smile play ed round the corners of her rosy mouth, giving a momentary gliinjise of teeth white and even. "Where is your wonderful phil osophy, then?" "Have your own way. You'll regret it too iate. Pity John Harding couldn't have you. You'd make him miserable enough, Heaven knows, with your endless airs and graces. It's easy to see it's him you're thinking of, notwithstanding youn coquetry. 1 doubt Kquire Arnold will readily con sole himself, and when, his bride takes possession you'll wish you'd followed my advice." "At least, an at, I can never reproach you with having withheld its bestowal; but, come; dou't be angry with me. I am not at all sure but that you will have me with you many a long day > el." Pretty Marjorie Hayes! There were men enough, old and young, who would have given half their worldly pot ses sions to be* sure they held a space, how ever small, in that heart; but not so John Harding. With him it was all or nothing, lie had. given to this girl the one love of his life; and read in her eyes glances answering his own; bod seen her face brighten into expectancy at his coming; felt her tender pressure answering liis hand clasp, and hope would rise buoyant in his heart, only to be da. iicd again into despair, as lie would meet her averted glances or in different words. He. was not very pa tient, this strong man; and, with his stern will lient upon a purpose, trifling was beyond his comprehension. "You know what I have to offer you. Marjorie," lie said to her on the even ing of the samo day of the conversation recorded above. "1 don't question your right to better, in one sense, but I must have my answer. Squire Arnold thinks the same, I. don't doubt, judging from the sweetness of your smiles." Ah, foolish John! The blush which had risen to 'the girl's cheek faded, the Kinlln tilaylnp round her Hps disap peared. and holding erect the shapely he.'.d, she said: "Since when did 1 appoint you cm 1i !ir:ti ■ f in" -ini''-. or tears? When I , -ii*,. ti, ret-|MC<' TFUL "Uood-moro LUG," he handed [her a note. "For M iss Marjorie, ma'am," *iml was yiAjfcJiJjr outofjdghU "From John Harding. Some lovers Iqnarrel reconciled. Suppose I keep it jiKt a few days. She will thank me for ■it soffit day. I will think it over," and thu , oliloquizing. she slipped the let ter into the capacious pocket by her Fide, v. here it was destined to remain long days ere it was brought to light. "Sudden move, that of young Hard ing. I thought 'he was too sen.sible to BAT IN HER OWN ROOM BY HER OPEN DESK. lot the western fever influence him when he was doing so well at home. lUtter let well enough alone. But I understand he has sold out everything, leased the farm and started out- anew, lie gives 110 reasons to anyone. I'm sorry, for I always liked the lad," and good old Farmer Ilayee, rising a fort night later from the breakfast table, shook his head with a wise shake. I'oor Mrs. Hayes! As she listened, her florid face grew pale. Perhaps she had made a mistake, after all, and at the memory of that white envelope, hidden away somewhere in some deep pocket, a weight of iron was resting on her heart. She stole a stealthy glance at her niece. Her cheek had loet Its color, her hand trembled a little as she raised a cup of coffee to hc-r lips, but otherwise she gave no sign. That evening Squire Arnold called, and when he left he carried with him Marjorie Hayes' promise to become his wife. Thus Mrs. Hayes' ambition was fulfilled, but vainly did she console her self with the thought. Something with in forbade self-congratulation, and the ruddy color often left her cheek at some forbidden memory. Squire Ar nold had no cause to complain of capricious behavior. No Bpiee of co quetry tinged Marjorie's manner now. With quiet calm she moved, about the old house, busy with preparations for the now fast-approaching nuptials; but, oh! what would Mrs. Hayes have given for one mischievous glance as of old. one ripple of merry girlish laugh ter, one burst of happy song. Days merged into weeks, until one bright, beautiful morning in May, Mar jorie rose to the consciousness that her wedding day had come. The>re was n strange tenderness in Mrs. lluyes' man ner, she helped robe, the bride. It was as though she prepared u lamb for the sacrifice, but it was too late now, she whispered ever to herself, and so bustled here and there in busy prepara tion, so that none noticed how seldom she smiled or how wan and pale she looked. It was over ut last. Marjorie had gone through it all as in a dream, scarcely heeding tlic words which bound her to another, or hearing her own tolce In re sponse. Then came congratulations nnd f;i rewells. and she hadileft her child hood's home a wife. Then she awoke front dream life to reality, then for the first time knew how stern a duty slle lind imposed upon herself, and she won dered if her streng-th would not desert her. But. Squire Arnold was too proud In lier possession to dream her nnothex than satisfied, and for six monthsi she did her duty well. Then a sudden, sharp illness prostrated her husband, and be fore the new year opened she stood, clad in widow's weeds, beside his grave. lint, when she went back to her deso late home she missed even the duties, and as she realized how diead and empty life was, a new, hardi feeling crept into her heart against the man who had. In his stern, unrelenting nn ger, worked her this misery. No word came from the wanderer. He seemed to have passed forever from their lives, but in the spring her aunt's strength failed, and she gladly obeyed the summons to her side which allowed her to close the great, lonely house where she dwelt alone, and go back to the dear old farm, to the place her aunt so long had filled. Soon would it be empty. With a great start, the girl first saw the awful change which hod taken place. She rnrely spoke, but Marjorie wondered often at the wistful gaze which fol lowed her every movement around the room. Hut when a few short weeks had passed ull knew the end was near. One evening, just as the sun was sinking to rest, and Marjorie and her uncle, with a strange foreboding- ut their hearts, watched by the sufferer, the sick wom an, motioning Marjorie nearer, whis pered: "The letter —in my pockets thought it best—forgive—" The girl supposed her wandering, nnd, stooping, she kussed the lijisalready cold, and when she raised her head the eyes had closed, the spirit fled. Then, when the funeral was over and the house restored to its quiet, she took her place beside her uncle, it seenned ns though nil tlhe glory had died out of her life, and left only a gray shadow of itfv former brightness. Two years passed, uud Murjorie won dered at the st range calm which seemed almost paralyzing her life, when sud denly her energy was roused to action. A terrible fever iiad broken out In tlieli very midst. Men, women uud children fled before it, and there were few to care for the thousands already stricken With a sense of almost gratitude. Mar joric took her place by the bedsides o! the sick and dying. All exi»o«tulatlon was iu vain, and night and day she worked us though unconscious of fu tiguc. One evening, in passing through u temporary ward, she caught sight ol a man whose face, bronzed and bearded, yet carried with it a forgotten memory A moment she knelt#>y John Harding'* side. In his delirium he seemed to rec ognize her. "There was no light, Marjorie, iu the window. It was all iliark—no answer to my letter. Sol went away. ltwasbe«t so 1 H*st, best—" und the fever burned hotter und fiercer, nnd his voice sank or rose in incoherent words. "A hopeless case, Miss Marjorie," and the old physician's voice, still giving her the name of her youth, roused her from her reverie. "He worked like a Trojan among the sufferers, poor fellow, uutll he wus stricken down himself; and now he \\lll never work uguiu," uud with u iJhake of the head the old man passed "John, John, live for my suke; If only once I may tell y-ou It wus iny fuult--®ll, ull mine," and with a burst, of sobs, the fair young head was pillowed by his side. Whru htic bud gone buck for a few liour*' rest to Uie furm, the word* of bin delirium ret uruetl to her, uutl with thriu tiioM- oX bur liUiit. N0.46 She had said: "Forgive." With ft strange presi icnce .- lie flew up into the .unused room, opened the lavender scented closet, and one by one examined the pockets of the dresses she hersell ,had bunt,' there and left untouched. At last in one her search was rewarded. Paper crackled under her touch, and drawing forth an envelope yellow with age, she saw, in the handwriting she knew so well, her maiden name. The evening found her still sitting with wide-open eves, yet seeing noth ing, and the letter on her lap. "Korgl ve me, Tou know, dear, I did not mean it. 1 will trust you. dar ling. and you. with your gentle ways, roust teach me patience. Write me Just one little word of love in answer; or, if you can't do that, put u light In the east win dow for me. 1 will see It. and shall know you have forgiven me, little as 1 deserve it. Yours tilt death. JOHN HARDING." "Till death—till death!" the white lips moaned, and t>o they found her, ouly idly muttering those words, with the fever burning and ravaging her ten der flesh. It was n fierce struggle, and when it left her win and wasted, she thought of tlie dreary future ahead with a wild wish at her heart that she hail not been spared. Hut one morning, sitting iu her own room by her open desk, the old letter spread out before her, a familiar tread sounded on the gravel path, and, looking up, she fell back fainting, for she thought 6he had seen John Harding's ghost. Hut it was no ghost, but living flesh and blood re> ality which bent so tenderly over her and waited till the came back to the wasted cheek, and saw the glad light of recognition leu,? into the open ing eyes. Then Marjorie knew that God was good, and, with a great cry of thanks giving that her wicked prayer for death had gone unpunished, sho clung to hia Ibreast, and, clasping her close to hia beating heart, John Harding felt the past was wiped out, and that at last, after long years, he held his wife.—N. Y. Ledger. Eitrtalty of Loyalty. Loyalty will sometimes induce strange sacrifices. If we are to believe a serious contemporary, there wa» a member of parliament at the Windsor garden party whose devotion to the crown carried liim far. When the serv ants handed round gold-tipped cigar ettes, this legislator took one and es sayed to liglrt it. His wife, standing by, roproved hiu» with connubial so licitude and candor. "You know, dear," she said, "you never can smoke without being very sick." But the member of parliament was not to be deterred. "If queen," he nobly answered, "invitee me to smoke, I will smoke, cost what it may." The name of the loyal legis lator . has not been recorded, nor his subsequent proceedings that eventful nfternonn. We hope his wife got him home safely.—St. James' (iazette. A Collector of the Queen's Portraits. A Londoner was reproaching the owner of a house on the route of the great procession with having let it for the day to a citizen of the United States. "It is disgraceful!" he said, indig nantly. "The queen graciously offers to show herself to a certain number of her London subjects, and they promptly let their windows and go to another part of the town. It is di»- loyal!" "Disloyal!" replied the house-letter. "Just the contrary. We do it for the purpose of having as many portrait* of our sovereign tw possible— end ell In gold."—London Answers. Afraid of Perjury. "You are a nice sort of a fellow, you are," said a counsel to a witness. "I'd say the same of you, sir, only I'm on uiv oath," was the reply. —Tit- Bits. ' Doubtful. Charlie —Yes, Miss Brightly, Is costs me SIO,OOO a year to live. Miss Brightly—Or, (Mr. Bragg! do yon think it's worth it?—N. Y. Truth. Jant the Girl lie Wanted. He —Can you cook? 8he — I'm sorry to say that I can't* He—Will you be *ny wife?—N. T. Journal. An Eye to Economy. ■Mr. Trivvet —Why did your wife get a wheel; she was so much opposed to bicycling last year? Mr. Dicer —She found a bicycle belt on the street, and her econonicel in stinct would not permit her to let it go to waste.—-N. Y. Journal. A Toilet Secret. Minnie—Nellie is a regular genius. She puts her frizzes up in. tin foil off champagne corks. Madge—And why oil champagne corks? Minnie —Because it make* 'em tight. —Judge. The rhaaleslsg. "Kiss thou the rod." Pruo said to m«. With meek Intent I bent the knee: But. 10. my ht»ad begun to whirl— I missed the rod and kissed the girl. —Detroit Free Frees. IIIS EXCUSE. ]iy 111»—I ' little poem; the only one 1 ever wrote. Editor—Then I haven't the heart tt tako it from you.—Up-to-Date. Wonder If Tbla la Set Tls said that blondes are ulw*f® In * hurry to be wedded; I'erhaps the reason la because They're naturally Ught-haeAeC. —Chicago News. Comforting. Ethel—l do so love to hear you play the piano. Maude—Oh, do you? Ethel —Yes; it always makes me think my playlng's not so bad after all. —Town Topics. Her View of It. "She has gHinrd some rather unpless ant notoriety, hasn't she?" "Oh, I don't think she regards any no toriety as unpleasant."—DotroltNews. A Desirable Extreme. "My wife was speechless with rage when I got home last night," "Jiuiiuiny! 1 wish mine would get as mad aa that."—Chicago Journal. Quite Natural. Cholly—Why do you keep youh eyea fixed on vacancy? Chappy—Aw, I was thinking, you know, deah bo.vl —Yellow Book. Make the Dnat. "Say, pa, what kind of pans do miners use when panning gold?" "P*st puna, my son."—Puck.