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By excluding the sun anil admitting everv passing breeze an j
WA easv thing to do with onr split bamboo screen?.
TM 'We have them in several sizes—to snit your space. The mi
bamboo pieces are jost far enough a part Co keep the veranda r A
WA shady and let the air circulate freely. . |
■. [■ A dollar or so will equip yon with enough to insure hot W A
weather comfort. k
B Thirteen More Iron Beds H
A J Thirteen is supposed by some to be an nnlucltv number but L' V
Vm every bnyer of these few remaining bed bargains will certainly be 11
most fortunate. 7A
VJ White or green enameled —full width—strong, but not too k«
f J heavy to be easily moved. Pi
There worth every penny of $7 and each, T->••»'► and «<> •»" WJk
J takes each one, and we predict a quick sale. If one is desired for W A
F* your possession yoa must claim it early. [ V
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W No. 136 North Main St., Butler. kj
J Mrs. J. E. ZIMMERMAN I
.£» ANNOUNCES THEIR O
'*§2sth Semi-Annual Sacrifice Sales
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, | \
I* JULY sth, 6th, 7th and Bth. }\
Ho We do not feel we need say much as an Introduction 0
PpU thu our 25th Sacrifice Sale of clean, new merchandise. J >
Hflpv* FACT that it will be our 25th sale is conclusive evi- v
that we use the word sacrifice ttruthfullyy —y
fc # B« at 11113 has been an un^avorable s P"ng V
F wseaswi for merchants generally, is another well known I 1
k This means —heavy stocks all over the ,store —and j 1
£)«s our fixed rule is no left-overs—means deeper cuts, O
-heavier sacrifice prices than ever before offered. Need J?
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X , Tailor-Made Suits
" X I Silk Jacket Suits y
0 I Covert Jackets y
n -a n • I Ra ' n Coats *
8 Sacrifice Prices on /separate sum x
H i Millinery X
• X I Dress Goods and Silks $
X • ■ ( Wash Goods. White Goods A
X Laces, Embroideries, &c A
© The Greatest Bargains in Underwear we have ever offered—extra sizes in V
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July Clearance Sale is certainly a hummer.
Big bargains and big crowds all week.
Another week not less interesting.
All summer goods must be sold. ,
Prices no object.
White goods, colored wash goods of all kinds, silks,
§ table linen, towels, napkins, bed spreads, muslins, I
1 colicoes, ginghams, ladips' and children's undermuslins, 8
jj ladies', children's and men's summer underwear and g
I' hosiery. |
Parasols all at 1-3 off our already low-marked I,
prices.
Millinery at 50c on the dollar and less.
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Of Clothing.
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The usual accompaniment of a great business is the ac -
cumulation of small quantities and small lots. Then too, the
strict adherence to our policy of never carrying goods over
from one season to another necessitates at this time of the year
A General Clearance Sale.
In looking over our immense stock it shows that it is
better to cut out many lines. No store can afford to merely
store merahandise, every space is needed for quick selling goods.
The new must replace the old. Whatever has not sold quickly,
or whatever we have too much of or what is left from our former
big sales must be sold at this Great July Clearance Sale.
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SUCCESSOR TO SCHAUL & NAST,
137 South Main Street. Butler, Pa.
P Bickel's Footwear.
ft A Grand Display of Fine Footwear in W
M All the Latest Spring Styles. |j
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Shoes and Oxfords at prices
Lw &T tm sure to nterest y° u - .<
[4 ♦ Big bargains in Misses'
pi a renß ®^ oes '
v 2 Large slock of Men's and a' V
JmP Boys' Fine Shoes and Ox-
FJ fords in many styles.
YA 3l' iJy Repairing promptly done.
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I JOHN BICKELK
y 128 S Main St., BUTLER. PA, kl
men
Irrl U3M l lf Won't buy clothing for the purpoeo <>f
IlVl \ 1 IJ spending money. They desire to pet tin-
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' ■!, and Summer suitings in the latest styles,
\ •!■"' A ' ; I! | shades and colors.
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CHAPTER XVII.
THE next day Sir Godfrey La
Fabienne, accompanying the
mistress of the Mayland farm,
was riding up the mountain to
ward the village, slowly and with
slackened rein, talking earnestly in
low tones.
"Nay, Godfrey, I am not ill. But.
since the shocking news of Christo
pher's death I cannot lift his trouble
from my heart," she was saying in re
ply, evidently, to some remark he had
just made. "I do reproach myself
that in mine own security I allowed
the lad to follow his Inclination and go
into danger. One commanding word
from me, with assurances that I would
take all blame of the goldsmith's anger,
would have sent him to the kitchen.
Ah, lackaday!"
"Thou'rt over sensitive, my love, an'
must needs bear the suffering of all
about thee," La Fabienne said. "Blame
not thyself for what was not thy fault.
By the Eord, thou asked the lad to
I remain and lie would not. None other,
; Margaret, unless she had thy tender
: conscience, would so unjustly reproach
| herself. Come, cheer thee. Laugh,
! smile, sweet, or else, I swear, I'll get
the blue megrims myself!"
"Jest not, dear Godfrey, for me
: thinks that others hold my careless
j ness against me, for yesternight, when
riding through the village, I noticed sul
leu looks, and instead of the usual
formal greetings saw only frowning
glances or averted faces."
"Again 'tis thine imagination that's
at fault," her companion insisted, in
gay good humor. "God's pity, but I
cannot much blame thee, sweet, for of
all lean shanked, sour faced folk I e'er
have met these mountain folk take
precedence. Thon should bear good
Gaston's surly Jests at their expense!
Right merrily would thou laugh, my
sweet."
Margaret not making reply, they pur
sued % their way In silence until they
reached a low log house, where Just
before the door a group of children
were throwing corn to a hen anil her
young brood. An elder girl, barefoot
ed and dirty faced, looked up curlomrty
at the approach of the riders; then,
throwing back her tangled hair, opened
her eyes in wonder at the sight of such
unusual splendor, for the bright sun
fell on Margaret's hair and lighted the
threadwork of gold on her dress, tho
soft wind caught her long white veil
of gossamer wound about her riding
hat, tossing It lightly In the air, and
La Faliienno, 'a 1>1» u«unl xiilimdlil
dress, rode after her, smiling, his hand
in the leather purse of his belt, ready
to throw some loose coin to the young
sters,
At that Instant n woman In a torn
cotton frock appeared at the doorway,
her face drawn in terror and pointing
a long finger toward Margaret.
"Tirzali! Clarinda! Luke!" she shriek
ed. "Come in behind tho doors! 'Tis
the lady with the evil cross! Hast for
got the lad Christopher's fate? Run!
I command ye to run!"
The panic stricken children, with
white faces and In great fear, rushed to
their mother's side, clinging to her
skirts tremblingly as she slammed the
door and noisily drew the bolt.
"What said the shrewish wench?"
asked La Fabienne as he took his place
beside Margaret.
"I did not exactly get her meaning,
but she called the children from me,
warning them of poor Christopher's sad
death," she replied. "As I told thee,
Godfrey, all blame of the lad's mis
fortune Is laid to mine Indifference."
La Fabienne noting the cloud on his
companion's face, his own grew dark,
and lio laid his hand upon his sword.
"By heaven, Margaret, an any man
makes such insinuations in my hearing
I'll run liiin through!"
"Nay, talk not of bloodshed,. God
frey," she answered, with a gentle
sigh, "but think rather of the time
when we will ride away together from
these unjust people to a joyous and
happy life in France."
"Naught but that hope anil the sweet
joy of thy presence doth keep me here.
I do assure thee, Margaret," he replied
seriously. "Bui, mark me, sweet, until
we leave no man slights thee without
settling the reckoning with me."
Margaret, whose kind heart was full
of sorrow and trouble at the recent
misadventure, also the consequent con
duct of her neighbors, took heart tit her
lover's fond words.
"Thy protection and love giveth me
great comfort, Godfrey," she replied.
Then, With it little sigh, "But, I wot,
this Is a most depressing neighbor
hood."
La Fabienne laughed lightly, amused
at her last observation.
"See, yonder," she continued, "Is Ad
fm's cottage, the goldsmith, where poor
Christopher's body lleth awaiting bur
ial. Methinks the wreath of roses I
sent yesterday was not enough to ex
press my sympathy. I would like to
after Adam some gold, Godfrey. Hap
pen the old man Is In need In his hour
of trouble."
At the sound of horses' hoofs Adam
Browdlo appeared at the door, and
when he saw who it was drew back,
with blanched face, his tongue cleaving
to tho roof of hip mouth.
"1 give thee good day, Adam." Mar
garet said, riding closer, "and I have
much sympathy, with thee In thy sor
row. Wilt take (this small handful of
gold, goml man," as at times like these
folk have many extra needs?"
The sun, glittering over the house,
fell on the croqs lying on her bosom.
Illuminating it. In Adam's fear and
terror it was till lie saw, and to his «-x
cited imagination it appeared to blazen
forth, covering the whole front of her
dress.
"Go on thy wicked way!" lie cried
iu quavering tones, "and stop not be
fore the door where thou hast wrought
such ilire evil! Thy wreath of roses
lleth in ashes In the road! We applied
a torch ere thy servant left; and thy
gold, take It with thee. I want It
not!"
He closed the dooi -ind tastuned It,
drawing the bar across with noisy vi
olence. Margaret's face was white as
she picked up her rein, and La Fabl
j en lie rode at her side with dark looks
. and flashing eyes.
"Gads, In France we have a man
whipped for less than that! Mon
Dieu," he exclaimed angrily, "were not
the man so old and did not death lie
In his household 1 would have him out!
No man could iive after those rough
i words to thee!"
i ue iook ot saa wouder in Margaret's
eyes iliil not leave them as she guided
her horae to the narrow footpath that
[ led through the forest .
' "I feel for them naught but good will
and they treat me with keen dislike,"
she said, "rain would I understand
them. I >ost set their meaning, God
frey?"
| "Fair love, thy pure and generous
soul could never grasp the meaning of
their cruel and wicked ignorance," he
answered, then, seeing that the shad
ow still rested on her face, cried ia
vexed tones: ,
"Margaret, cease sorrowing: Sweet,
thou hath done naught but show them
acts of kindness! Some enemy of
thine hath been at his foul work most
diligently. 'Tis a man I've had mine
eyes on!"
"Thou meanst my cousin Josiah?"
The blood rushed to La Fablenue's
face.
"Call him not thy cousin, Margaret,"
he cried hotly, "for I swear he hath
no feeling of kinship for thee. Damme,
but I detest the man! The mere men
tion of his name doth cause my gorge
to rise."
Just then a large, hulking lad who
was coining toward them with a bun
dle swung on a stick over his shoulder,
humming a tune as he came, at the
sound of their voices ceased his noise
suddenly, hesitated to make sure, then
pushed through the brushwood and
slunk away under the trees in the op
posite direction.
"Was not that Toby, the horse boy?" 1
Margaret asked. "Strange that he
should dodge and hide in that odd man
ner!"
Sir Godfrey shook his head and
frowned, then, as if anxious to dispel
the gloom that had fallen on them,
called out gayly to Margaret, who was
riding ahead: "See the sun setting be
hind the hills, sweet love. What red
ness it doth reflect against the sky! I
wot tomorrow will be warmer still."
By now they bad reached the open
roadway, and the lands of the Mayland
estate spread out before them.
"An" there is Elsbeth at the gate,"
Margaret sakl, with a happy laugh.
"FU» on ihee for a foolish old woman!"
she called to her in passing, with affec
tionate gayety. "Ilast naught to do but
look out for our return?"
Urging on her hor#e, she galloped to-
Hard the house. Suddenly La Fabi
rnne, who rode slowly to look at some
thing by the wayside that attracted his
attention, felt the pressure of a hand
on his arm. Turning.' he saw Elsbeth.
uiixfui'tunu h«<h l»«f«llcn
us," she said In an agitated whisper.
"Tfie servants, even old Giles, have
left,"
He returned her gaze steadily.
"So, ho, thou tellest me but what I
did suspect a moment since," he au
' nwered. "What reasons gave the cow
| iirdly churls?"
"They said," she replied, with tears
in her eyes, -that they would work no
longer for a mistress who wore such an
evil cross, that there were strange
tales going about that our bonny Mar
garet was a witch, and that she kept
her evil magic and black arts In the
papist cross she wore upon her bosom."
Fablenue's hand clutched tighter
to the rein.
"Said they so? The low bred pol
troons! What further mischief dost
wJCS
■if CT W>;-
I
"Go on tliy wicked way!"
think that gray clad villain, Josiah
Taunstou, doth meditate, good Els
betli? I'arblen, doth the fool think he
Is aiming blows at a defenseless wo
man? 1' the pant I have thought his
petty spite and covetousness were too
small to notice; but, bon Die.',, an he
persists in his persecutions I'll have
a settling with the fellow."
Then ho added in a lower voice:
«'Twere better, methinks, not to dis
tress thy mistress with this news.
Prithee, too much already of unpleas
ant nature hath happened to grieve
her."
His horse cantering up to the? door
way where Margaret had pulled reiu,
letting her animal nibble some grass
growing beside the path, ho sprang
down and assisted her to alight.
"I've called Giles," she said, "but no
one answers. Whistle, Godfrey, so that
they may know we have returned."
"Sweet, I'll be thy horse boy." T.u
Fabienne caught her lioruo by the rein.
"Elsbeth thy servants rose against
ner authority, and she sent them [tack
ing. Look not so serious, Margaret,"
he urged. "We can replace them ere
the dawn of another "day "
"Elsbeth"- Margaret turned her white
face to the old woman and spoke stern
ly—"speak troth to me, I command It.
I)ld my hirelings leave my house be
cause of any feeling of dislike or aver
ftion to me?"
"Bonny babe, sweet Margaret," cried
the old woman tremblingly, "they said
nay, naught against thee so much
but that the cross thou didst wear wast
papist and wicked, containing evil that
wrought harm to others! Happen
thou'lt take it off, sweet," she added,
with hope of encouraging Margaret,
"I wot they'd all come back and !«■
glad to serve thee."
The young mistress of the Mayland
furu* raised her head quickly, and the
color that had forsaken her cheeks at
the unexpected tidings of her servants'
defection returned to them. Her eyes
sparkled dangerously.
"Elsbeth, an thou say such words
thou cannot understand me. I aut
willing anil eager to help these people
and to do all fur them within my pow
<tx, but they cannot dictate to me. For
shame, gisbcUi! TUou weajt and »Uly
old woman, to talk with a coward's
tongue!" she exclaimed. "Dost think
a woman of the Mayland blood would
forgive a faithless. Ignorant, disloyal
servant who hath spoken ill of her?
Forsooth, how long Is it since I have
come to the pass when I must, at a
hireling's command, remove that which
I see tit to wear. This is my home"—
she raised her head proudly—"built by
mine own dear grandfather and mine
by every right. I have done no per
son ill either by thought or deed, and
my cousin need not think he can force
me from what is mine own. Only thfcl
morning I promised myself a speedy
departure from this ill fated village,
but now methinks to remain a good
time longer."
Her head held high, she turned to
her lover with a flashing smile.
"Thou'lt be my horse boy, Godfrey,
In thy satin doublet?"
"Right willingly will I. O proud and
beauteous mistress!" La Fabienne,
with answering smile, doffed his hat
to the ground.
"Then I cannot be unhappy, for did
not some wiseacre say 'a man is rich
that hath one faithful friend?' Come,
lead the horses, and I will follow to
assist thee, Godfrey, for I trow thou
wouldst a-weary soon with no horse
boy about to cast thine imprecations
at."
Both laughed merrily at this sally;
then, with deep and teuder protection.
La Fabienne threw his disengaged arm
about her.
"Aye, come with me." he said,
"though thou'lt hinder more than thon
will help. I warrant thee. But, gads,
a man can work with a better heart In
sunshine than in shadow, and where
thou art not, sweet, 'tis always dark
to me!"
CIIAPTEK XVIII.
ANOTHER spell of scorching heat
swept over the mountain so
intense that men and women
could scarce exert themselves
to move, and found exlstence.endurable
only iu the shelter of their homes,
afraid to venture out in the scorching
rays of the sun, and the sheep and cat
tle, stretched out on the ground under
the trees, lay, with closed eyes, pant
ing, not caring to eat. The people,
sighing and praying for relief, told
each other significantly that such
scorching air was a curse put upon
them. But one night, whether it was
iu answer to their prayers or the curse
was lifted, the leaves began to rustle
on the trees, and suddenly a breeze
sprang up from the northwest, bring
ing In Its wake a cool breath that
fanned the awful heat away, and the
mountain folk awoke in the morning
refreshed and strengthened to set
about with energy to accomplish tasks
lhat had of necessity been neglected
during the excessive heat.
La Fabienne and Margaret Mayland,
finvin*; gioivn tii in 1 1 —r~Ttr— --ifnrrnl
inactivity, rode away gayly from the
door shortly after the noon hour of that
tlrst cool day, with Gaston for a guide,
to view some waterfalls in a small
hamlet toward the west that the latter
had discovered in his wanderings and
which his master had expressed a de
sire to see. As they found much of In
terest and beauty in tlu» mountain
scenery to take their attention and oc
cupy their time, the sun had set nnd
the approach of twilight was at hand
when they rode wearily up to the
house, demanding sapper from the
pleased nnd expectant Elsbeth, who
was waiting at the door.
The loiterers usually standing about
the village hostelry, the Sign of the
Red Heart, taking advantage of the
alisenee of La Fabienne, also his man
Gaston, now talked together loudly
antl with great earnestness of the lad
Christopher's tragic death; also other
»vil happenings that had occurred In the
village of late. One or two men, more
excited than the rest, threw out their
arms wildly, with angry and vindictive
gesticulation, as they harangued the
others, and above their heads, as if
with a desire to be heard, the time
worn, weather beaten old square of
wood, with a red heart painted upon it,
thot from long years of exposure to the
elements \\as now dull and faded,
swung and creaked noisily on the Iron
bar over the door of the tavern from
*ldch it was suspended.
Josiah Tuunstou, riding toward
them, drew reiu us he reached Ihe door
and called loudly for a tankard of tie.
The idlers grouped about him eagerly.
"Hast heard ttye news, master?"
nsLed one.
"What news?''
"Tbo latest report of the devil's
handiwork lu our affairs; that is all,"
another man interposed hastily. "Of u
truth thou hast heard."
"Nay, 1 ha' not," he answered sharp
ly. "lint after Adam's gran'son's
wicked murder naught of had tidings
could surprise nie. What's amiss now?"
Several of tin; bystanders struggled
to get nearer the horse in a position to
tell the story, hut the tlrst speaker, tall
er and quicker of speech than the oth
ers, commenced the narrative.
"Thou hast heard, wl' all of us. that
good Widow Dawson's babe, that for a
week past on account of tlx- heat lay
ill of a fever which the leech said could
be easily .nirod, of a sudden took a tit
last night an' died. The poor dame Is
prostrate and sweareth that black arts
were practiced on her child,, as Just be
fore it was resting quietly, when"—the
man's voice fell into a whisper—"sud
denly the mother was aroused by
weird noises an' fearsome rapping* on
the door. All of a tremble,'she opened,
but no one was there. Then; with a
great noise, thfc lattice blew lu, a white
sheet was waved before her eyes,
smoke an" the stench of sulphur burn- '
lug tilled the room, an' when all was
cleared away she found her innoeeut
babe in a lit a-dying 011 tho, bed."
The men fell back, pale faced and
awe stricken, looking at each other
with dpen mouths. Taunstou took the
tankard and quaffed ofT the ale, then
from his high place on his horse ad
dressed tbo crowd with great lrnpres
■lveuess,
"The time bath come, good nelgh
bora, when we must act," he declared.
"It Is useless longer to deny that wick
ed happening* occur here dally; that
Satan, dissatisfied with tho righteous
and pious conduct of this Ood feeing
community, hath•entered into compact
with one who shall be nameless and
hath chosen to exercise his malevolent
Influence through her agency. Knough
of evil hath been wrought already," he
cried fiercely.
Ol'l Adam, the goldsmith, opening his
door at the sound of the loud talking,
peered forth tind when he saw Jottiah
Taunstou ran to the spot, pushed his
wily through the crowd and, falling on
his knees beside the horse, throw his
apron over Ills face, crying out: "Oh,
Master Taunstou; oh, good Joslah, give
me comfort in my hour of trial or 1
must go mad wi' thinking on it! My !
grun'sou < 'hristopher! The little lad !
left me by my dying daughter Betsy, j
struck .to Uls death and his soul car
ried away lu peals of thunder by the
devil! Oh, luckaday! Woe Is me! God
ha' mercy!"
The man continued to grovel on the I
ground, rocking to and fro, moiuUug
forth liis sorrow, and Josiah, pointing
bis long finger at him, addressed the
now Increasing assemblage,
• Lo<>k ye on this man," be cried,
"bis heart bleeding and broken, the
mainstay of his old age cruelly taken
from him. and all because we hare too
long dallied with the evil Influences
that have of late been so strongly
brought to bear upon us. Look on this
man, I say! Dost want the same to
happen to ye allT Matthew Clines"—
he singled out one man with bis linger
—"how knowest thou that thy turn
may not come next? Wilt wait, refus
ing to l>elieve until thou seest thy maid
Dorothy riding away in a cloud of
smoke on a witch's broomstick?" j
"Nay, nay," groaned the man sullen
ly.
"I call on ye not to be deceived by
a fair face, rich dress and a kindly
manner! Such deep arts are ever em
ployed by our worst enemy, Satan, when
he hath his blackest crimes In medita
tion. Thou, knowest, men, to whom I
make inference? 'TIs the woman Mar
garet Mayland that I do publicly ac
cuse!''
He paused for a moment to empha
size bis words, then continued with a
great seriousness, shaking Ids bead in
the manner of one who had abandoned
all hope. "With psayer and protesta
tions my good mother and I have urged
this woman to change her ways, to de
stroy the evil cross that Is but a witch
mark invented by the devil for his pur
poses, one touch of which will bring a
man to fell disaster. Men and broth
ers," he cried, "she would not hear us!
She coldly turned us from her door
and then in her wickedness set our
sheep a-dying; but, being our kins
woman. we bore all patiently and said
naught. Now, my judgment tells me
that too much harm hath been done al
ready. Here before ye all I repudiate
this woman. I renounce kinship to
her!"
The crowd, now having assumed
much larger proportions, took up the
cry of hate and bitterness.
"Good man! Good man Josiah! He
doth renounce his cousin!" one cried.
"Down, down with the woman who
weareth Satan's cross!" said another.
"We ha' borne too much a'ready!"
'"Hanging is the only way to put an
end on It," cried old Adam tearfully,
wiping his eyes.
"Witchcraft is the very blackest
crime against God, the saints and the
people!" proclaimed Josiah Tafinston
dramatically. "Such wickedness can
not be choked out. Burning—burning
nt U»' stake—is the punishment our
clergy and elders have ever meted out
as of sufficient suffering to expiate
this hideous crime."
Then, seeing his listeners were
roused to an unusual height of fury, he
cried in a louder voice: "My men, to
the town house! Call the council for a
meeting! We must J-.ct ere our own
souls, caught In the talons of the dev
- i! s < in » », ■■■ ■ incapable to In
voke God's vengoance."
Turning his horse's head, be led the
way, followed by an excited throng Of
angry men.
In the meantime Mistress Taunston,
whose reputation for piety and her
well known willingness to offer spirit
ual consolation to the afflicted brought
her to many bedsides of both sick and
dying, had been at the cabin of tbe
Widow Dawson, and as the sun was
slowly sinking down below tbe hill
tops she came through the forest on
her way home. Hearing the sounds of
approaching footsteps, she raised her
head and saw approaching Margaret's
woman Elsbeth, who when she had ad
vanced a few steps paused and, glanc
ing about In all directions, called In
shrill tones the little dog Biddy, that
had evidently strayed away. If she
saw Margaret's aunt coming toward
her Elsbeth gave no sign of it. With
out ever having had an Interchange of
hard words there was a deep feeling of
hatred lying in the hearts of these two
women for each other, and, although on
occasions they had met with civil
greetings, an underlying spirit of en
mity between them was apparent and
had grown lately Into such proportions
that at their last meeting tbe women
hud passed without recognition.
So today, with her head held high and
u forbidding expression on her grim
countenance, Mistress Taunston ap
proached. The path at that point was
rocky and narrow, so that In order to
proceed one of them had to stand dan
gerously, near the edge to let the other,
pass. Elsbeth, walking slowly, contin
ued to look as If she saw no person In
her way and called the lost dog's name
with a great show of anxiety. Bristling
with doflauce and wearing her most
scornful bearing, the Puritan wohian
camu on until, reaching Elsbeth,, tvlio
still refused to see her, she paused and,
drawing her scant skirt of gray home
spun very close about her, with an ap
pearance of making a great effort not
to let her clothing touch the other's, en
deavored to pass.
Turning suddenly, Elsbeth confronted
her so unexpectedly that the stern faced
dame lost her balance and would hav6
fallen hud she not clutched tho.trunk of
a tree for support. All the hatred in
Elsbe til's heart for her companion
blazed forth In her eye# as she looked
at her.
"Fear not for thy clothing," she cried
angrily, "or thut contact with jne shall
harm thee! Lud! E'en 1 were pitch
an' thou wert covered with me, It
would not show on thee, thou art so
black In wiles and'wlclTeduess."
"Beware, woman, bow thou tulkest to
thy betters!" fairly shrieked the other
In outraged tones.
• "Forsooth, I'll ha' my say, now I have
thee cornered"— Elsbetli's black eyes
snapped dangerously—"an' for once"
tliou'lt bear [the 'truth. Fool that thou
art to think our Margaret hath no pro
tectors!" she exclaimed derisively.
"Dost think, dullard, that Sir Godfrey
La Fablenno suspects not thy son's
\ 110 schemes to get his cousin's estate,
his deep laid plots to .force *her from
the vlllagejis u* polluted tiling, so that
he—her next of kin—may ride In and
take possession?"
" 'TIs falser* shrieked Mistress Taun
ston In wild anger. "Make way,
woman, or It will be worse for the<?!"
Elsbeth did not move.
"Methlnks 'twere well to warn thee,"
she contlnn'ed;*£(»lse In thy greed uml
Ignorance thou'lt go too far. Sir God
frey La Fablenne Is a of
much wealth, hath Influence at tbe
French and English courts, and with
both Puritans and papists
have great weight."
"Ha, Is't so?'^Thedamelaugh)ftscorn
fully. "Thy cavalier may have Influence
at tho English court In all else bftf mat
ters pertaining "to the black.Jurt and
witchcraft. Ills majesty hath Spoken,
and the Hut bath gone forth *hut # all
such shall lie brought to trial and exV
cuted quickly, oft and many times he
hath so expressed himself, belug a
godly man and pious, so hope not for
Ids Interference. Now it Is my turn to
warn thee." She raised a finger and
pointed it at Elsbeth solemnly, "Be
fore yon sun just fading from our sight
doth fair again 'tomorrow even* thou
and thy fledgeling bad better begone." '
Her manner betrayed such conviction*
and .evil, portent that
MQk M'lUilu her. aUtoiuft her t&ce W-
No, 2f.
talned its expression of Indifference
and defiance. Sbe drew aside to let the
other-pass, saying coldly:
"TaSte h*ed how thou dost persecute
Margaret Mayland further, and rely not
tor> strongly <» thy of having
"Make uxly, woman!"
the kiug's favor. That Is all I have to
say to thee."
Then she walked on calmly, calling
in shrill tones to the straying dog.
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LOVE OF NATURE.
i • -
The More Man Loua Out of DsA
Life tbe More He Admires It,
The more man lias become engaged
in tlit conflicts of civilization, in Intel
lectual disappointment, the more he
has felt the uselessness of knowledge,
the more he has turned to certain ex
pressions of art as an escai>e. He has
addressed poems to nature, has paint
ed landscape more and more, has
shown in every way that such an es
cape was a dream. Art has existed
from the very beginning, even before
the tlrst man stuttered out his nam
ing of the animals and expressed their
character by the sound of tlieir name.
The dances of savages, as we call
them—that is to say, of people of earli
er forms civilization—invented be
fore the arts of design, record in a po
etic way what they do and the sea
sons of such doing and even the ap
pearance of nature— the storm, tbe
rain, the clouds blowing across tbe sky,
the lashing of tbe sea against the
shore. In Fiji they have a dance
where the women spread out their
arms like the wave lines of the surf,
and the children, springing up behind
them, represent tbe foam of the wave
crests. From these beginnings wa
know that tragedy and comedy, as we O
call them, have grown. Then, as all
these disappear in fact, they are re
corded in the art of painting. And as
man wore and more leaves behind him
a life of out of doors in *o much doe*
be desire to admire it.—
azlne.
One Letter S»mei.
It must be very convenient to possess
a surname consisting of a single letter
of the alphabet The Paris papers
mention the singular case of a certain
Marie whose surname consists of the
one letter, B. X'ffc
kept In the Rue de Louvaln in Brus
sels by Therese O, and there Is a Mow.
O living with her two children at Mo
lenbeck, a suburb of the Belgian cap
ital. In the Rue de I'Angle In tbe same
commune lives a Mr. O (with a cir
cumflex accent), who Is no relative of
Mme. O. In 1866 among the Belgian
recruits was' a young man named O,
who could not write and signed his
name with a cross, yet he could so
easily have learned to write his own
name! In tho department of Somme
there is a village called Y, in the Zuy
der Zee there is a bay called Y, and
Amsterdam lias the river Y.
In China there is a large town of the
same brief name. In the Chinese prov
ince of Honun there is a city called V,
and In France there i£ a river and In
Sweden a town rejoicing in the name
of A.
The Real Dlek Torpln.
The real hero of Dick Turpln'S ride
to York Is said to have been a highway
man named William Nevlson, who was
born at Pontefract In 1639; The story
goes that on one occasion Nevlson rob
bed a gentleman at Gadshlll, then rode
to Gravesend, crossed the Thames and
galloped to Chelmsford. After baiting
here he pushed on to Cambridge and
Godmancbester, thence to Huntington,
where he baited his mare again and
.slept an hqur. Afterward be took to
the North road, Yorlj tbesame
afternoon, changed hllclothes, .w'ijnt to
tbe bowling green and* made himself
an object of notice to the lord mayor.
Being subsequently charged with the
robbery, he cited the lord mayor as a
witness and was acquitted on the sup
position tbat.it was Impossible for a
man to be at two such remote places hs
Gadshlll and York on theTwme day.
Africans Wash, bat HCTCI
Great uttenUon Is*glve»*in most of
the African tritfea tho*^il^|t'tl»
body. The teeth art cleansed with *
stick which" has been"phewed_ into, fc
kind of brush: TiitS hands
frequently, not* by lyrnlßg ftnd~twl*t
ing and rubbing them together one
Within the othqf, gjjyijh us, Ij&by a
straight up
is given to the other limbs. '
tier of is so characteristic that ?
mi African might be dlsUiiKUlshgd^by
It 'from n K nropead Vlthout'"reference
to* the color. Thlf suTt.bf^tneir^Mßjr
Towel. , "
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The Weight of Had, 4
"What do you suppose, this, hat
weighs?" said the hatter, taking up a
fine top bat of'
"About a pound," the patron hdJUnl
pd*- '* v* t- "•• r
"Only a little over a (JfuartCT of a
pound—five ounces, to bo precise. No
good hat," said the hattef,. "Rons over
four or live ounces nowadays.
"This whlts/eltljat—lt Is worth f26
weighs less than an ounce. This new
t flvc dollar, oerby hat-wel|hs "four
ounces. Straw hatsifnn froM two to
four ounces Iq jveJjgjt.
"It pays d min to make the weight
an Import* nf_coni I dera t iotl ln**tbe
choosing of a hat, for a light hat 1s a
prevention of headache, and Its Injuri
ous effect on tbe hair 1s reduced to a
mlnlmum."—Phlladelpbla Bulletin.
Castor Oil CMlttaU. '
."Glve-mc a castor olPcocllflBl," said
the man at the dhig store counter.
The clerk poured a bottle of sarsapa
rlllu into 3.4 glass, dashed n tevr drops
of paregoric Into it and then poured
In some'castor oji The man-drank It
with a pleasant facfc and walked out
ns If he had drunk soda water instead «.,
of castor oil. "Yes, wo have quite a
call for castor oil cocktails," said the
clerk "If a man's system la a little
opt and ho needs a dose.Of -castor oil ,
the only way to take it hi In the qock- *
form. You wouldn't know then I
was a drop of castor oil in It If yotfjo *
ever taken castor oil neat vouwlll'wc
oguize tbe value of the cocktail??—
Detroit News-Trtboas. -'iiv'-.' 1