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Two men were conversing in a
wing of the winter palace in St. Pet-
ersburg, the one the Grand Duke
Nicholas, the other Captain Dmitre
Warascoff of the Russian army. The
grand duke was sitting behind an
etony desk; the captain was stand-
ing before him.
“Your treachery is an unpardon-
able sin,” sald Nicholas. “I have
advanced your interests by attaeh-
ing you to the Czar's staff, thus
opening to you & career. You have
repald me by diabolical conspiracy
against the majesty’s life.”
“I have not!” exclaimed the cap-
tain, indignantly.
“I have the proof.”
“Let me see it.”
The grand duke held before the
young man a letter written in the
captain’s handwriting and signed by
him. The accused man started back,
a sudden pallor overspreading his
face.
“Ah!” said Nicholas, lcily. “When
confronted with evidence, your as-
surance deserts you."
“I never wrote that letter!”
“It {8 in your handwriting.”
“So nearly like it that I could not
tell it from mine. Nevertheless it is
a forgery.”
“What do you mean?”
“I suspect certain men, a certain
man especially, owing to an acci-
dental discovery I recently made of
an attempt not on the life of the
Czar, but on yours. It may be that,
thinking I would inform upon them,
they have determined to forestall my
information.”
“One of them is my friend. If I
accused him, it might be wrongfully.
I would rather go to Siberia than
harm him if he is innocent.”
“You will go to Siberia if you do
not give me his name.”
‘Then I will go to Siberia.”
The door opened, and a young
man named Pertof entered.
“How fortunate,” exclaimed the
newcomer, ‘to find you two to-
gether! I have heard that Warascoft
is in trouble, and I came to say to
vour imperial highness that any ac-
cusations against him are absurd.”
“The capital is full of plotting,”
he said. “I believe no accusations,
for I am as likely to be accused as
any one. Dismiss this matter from
vour mind, Nicholas. We three are
intimate friends. None of us knows
how soon he may fall a victim to in-
trigue. Therefore let us not worry,
but enjoy what of life remains to us.
Bring out some of that wine I tasted
when we were last together and let
us make merry.”
“Let us drink to Russian life—
short, but merry.”
Pertof emptied his glass; the
grand duke sipped his; Captain
Warascoff left his untouched.
“What's the matter, Dmitri?"
cried Pertof. “Isn't his highness”
wine good enuogh for you?*’
“I cannot drink under accusation.’
“You're squeamish, man. Who-
ever troubles himself at being sus-
pected or even accused in these days
is in danger of nervous collapse. I'll
make you a bet of one hundred
rubles even that within thirty days I
will be accused of some conspiracy.
I'll make another bet of one hundred
to one thousand rubles that within
sixty days I go to Siberia and a third
bet of one hundred to ten thousand
rubles that I am executed.”
“You are trifling with serious mat-
ters,” said Nicholas, uneasily.
“1 will take that bet,” said Waras-
coff, with a singular look in his eves.
“Done,” said Pertof, taking his
hand. The grand duke looked at
both men as if he thought they had
taken leave of their senses.
Pertof took a cigar case from his
pocket and was about to strike a
match when, recollecting himself, he
handed the case to the grand duke.
Nicholas took a cigar from the
case, struck a match and lighted At.
He had taken but a few whiffs when
Dmitri Warascoff made a leap for
him, snatched the cigar from his lips
and, raising a window sash, threw it
out. Nicholas looked at him angrily
for the apparent insult. In a few
seconds an explosion was heard in
the court below. All stood mute for
awhile. Then Warascoff, pointing at
Pertof, sald,—
“There is the man, your highness,
who forged that letter. I overheard
him speaking with some suspicious
persons upon the subject of an ex-
plosive cigar.
Pertof was tried and executed for
the attempted murder of the Grand
Duke Nicholas. The day after the
execution the widow received an
anonymous letter containing ten
thousand rubles. It was in payment
of the wager made between Waras-
coff and Pertof. The bet was made
by Pertof because he had determined
to sacrifice his life to the nihilist
cause, and accepted by Warascoft be-
cause he had loved the girl Pertot
had married. Five years later he
married his old love.
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The Perfect Wife
fo impenetrable a mask is the hu-
man countenance, when the human
brain wills it to be so, that not one
of the guests at the castle could have
declared decisively whether Cosmo
was highly gratified by the joyful
proceed’ or unutterably bored.
He Dehaved, from his mother's point
of view, in the most examplary fash-
fon. If the weather happened to be
fine he rode with the lovely Lady
Ermyantrude in the morning, me-
tored with the wealthy Miss Dinor-
ben in the afternoon, and danced all
the evening with the witty Rachel
Burney. If, as was more often the
case, the weather was wet or lower-
ing, he sang duets with Lady Ermy-
trude in the morning, played bil-
liards with Phemie in the afternoon,
and again danced with Rachel
throughout the evening.
“My dear boy!’ cried Lady Strath-
gspey. ‘My dear, cautious, sensible
boy! Be quite sure of your own
heart, by all means, before you take
the plunge; but do not wait too long.
Delays are dangerous.”
Neverthelesss, Cosmo waited until
the last evening, and still no decision
had, apparently, been arrived at,
Lady Strathspey lost all patience.
The castle party was to come to a
brilliant conclusion with the per-
formance by the ‘Naughty Little
Girlie’ Company from the Frivolity
Theater, including Miss Eemee Chal-
loner and Mr. Handel Browne in
their original parts. Bee
“Whichever of the girlz you eleet
to make your wife,” sald Lady
Strathspey to her son, ‘‘you must
escort to the seats I have reserved
for you and your future bride. I
am tired of this long suspense, and
am anxious to welcome with open
arms the woman of your choice. Pray
let there be an end of this dilly-
dallying."”
He strolled into the great hall at
the hour devoted to afternoon tea,
and there, scattered about in small
groups, he found the greater part of
his guests. Under a pretense of
fetching her another cup of tea, he
managed to whisper to Miss Burney,
“May I have the pleasure of taking
you to see the ‘Naughty Little Girlie’
this evening?”
“Oh, thank you immensely, Lord
Strathspey. I should have been tre-
mendously glad, only I have prom-
{sed Mr. Kiliby to go with him. We
are going to collaborate in writing a
play, you know; and while the
‘Naughty Girlie’ is going we shall
have a splendid chance for talking
over our plot.” :
“What an extraordinary coinci-
dence?” observed Cosmo. “I was go-
ing to talk to you about a title.”
“Really! How excruciatingly fun-
ny! But the title can walt till we
have finished our play, can’t it?”
“1 don’t know,” returned Cosmo.
“We'll see about that, later on.”
And he deftly intercepted Miss
Dinorben, who, with a yellow novel
under her arm, was making her way
up the grand staircase.
“Say, Miss Dinorben,” he drawled.
She turned slowiy on the fourth
step and looked down at him.
“Will you do me the honor of ac-
cepting my escort to the theater to-
night?” he asked.
“Oh, why didn’t you ask me be-
fore?’ she said, with palpable dis-
may.
“Sorry; but I really didn’t think
of it.”
“Ah! That's your slow English
way. So fatal in a race you denow.”
“A race?’ Kie
“Yes. Between you and the Duke
of Burslem. He has won by a head.”
“H'm! A bald victory.”
After much searching
found Lady Ermyntrude
orchid house.
“Come with me to the theater to-
night?”
“I cannot, I have promised Lord
Francis.”
Thus it fell out that the two chairs
set apart for Cosmo and his flance by
Lady Strathspey were vacant. The
Earl was nowhere to be seen, and his
mother tortured herself with sur-
mises as to his whereabouts. The
three ladies were present in the
theater, so evidently the three hopes
to which she had clung were com-
pletely shattered.
When the guests had raced away
in their motors, and the house-party
were retiring to their respective
rooms, Lady Strathspey sat ‘deject-
edly alone in her boudoir. There en-
tered to her suddenly, flushed with
enthusiasm, and stammering with
unwonted excitement her beloved
son.
“Give me joy, dear mother!” he
cried. “I have found her! I have of-
fered my hand and heart, and they
have both been accepted. We are
betrothed! The bridal morn is fixed,
and nothing remains but to invite
the wedding guests. At last I have
unearthed her!”
‘Iet me see her at once,’ she
cried, in an ecstacy. ‘Bring her to
me that I may give you both my
blessing.”
Cosmo drew aside a silken por-
tiere, and led forth into his mother’s
presence Miss Esmee Challoner, the
original Naughty Little Girlie froin
the Frivolity Theater.
She is now the Countess of Strath-
spey, snd, according to general opin-
fon, she plays her latest part ex-
tremely well. The Dowager Countps
has retired to the dower house, wd
has ceased to. meddle in her y
affairs.—Modern Boclety.
Cosmo
in the
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When Burroughs
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8 BY NELLIE SARGENT : »
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“Then that is your final answer?’
demanded Bob Burroughs, as he.
stood with uncovered head at the
foot of the Pullman steps.
“It is final-—so0 far as New York is
concerned,” declared Nellie Prescott
with a laugh as she tripped up the
steps. “You are at liberty to repeat
the question in San Francisco, and
perhaps I may give a different an-
swer there.”
Bob followed her up the steps and
presently he was standing beside the
section in which she was to make the
journey from New York to Chicago
—the first of her transcontinental
trip.
Now, as soon as the porter had
gone, he faced her eagerly. ‘Tell
me,” he pleaded, ‘why might there
be a different answer in San Fran-
cisco?”
Nellie’'s face grew suddenly grave.
“There was perhaps no need of such
mystery, -Mr.. Burroughs,” she said,
“but before I came east I promised
my mother that I would not accept
any proposal seriously until she had
opportunity to pass judgment.”
“I will see you,” ‘he said, ‘‘in San
Francisco.”
Four days later he prgsented him-
self at the Prescott home in Vanness
Avenue. Mrs. Prescott, stately but
clearly puzeled, presented herself
before the agitated young man.
“What 1s 1t?” she demanded
breathlessly. “Is Nellie {11 or dead,
and have they sent you to tell me?”
“Then you know me?” he com-
mented joyously.
“I know the mame from Nellie's
letters,” she sald, ‘‘but that does not
answer the question.”
“Miss Prescott is all right so far
as I know,” he answered. I left her
in New York in the best of health,
and for all I know, nothing has hap-
pened, please God! I just wanted to
find out if you liked me.”
Mrs. Prescott sank into a chair. “I
am afraid that I cannot follow your
conversation. Why should I like you,
and why should you come to San
Francisco to find out?”
Burroughs laughed a hearty infec-
tious laugh.
“You are not expected to under-
stand,” he explained, ‘‘until I tell
you that I want to marry your
daughter, and she told me that I
should have to gain your consent
first. I imagine from the way she
said it that I may hope, if you ap-
prove, and I thought I would get out
here first so that I might ask her as
soon as she arrived.”
“She sald you had to pass judg-
ment personally,” he exclaimed mod-
estly, “and I was in a hurry.”
This time it was Mrs. Prescott who
laughed, and Burroughs, interpret-
ing it as a favorable sign, laughed
too.
‘“T can see clearly, that you are not
lacking in ardor. I have had the
best reports of you from those who
thought that I might be interested in
knowing. If Nellie will accept you,
Mr. Burroughs, I shall be glad to
ucknowledge such an enterprising
young man as my son-in-law.”
* * * - * *
Meanwhile Nellie Prescott had
heen beguiling her dreary trip over
the plains at intervals by quietly
weeping. She had grown very fond
of Bob ‘Burroughs, and had {it not
been for the promise she had given
her mother she would have journ-
eyed West with a ring upon the en-
gagement finger.
She had been at a loss to account
for his abrupt departure, even in
spite of the kiss upon her hand.
"here had been a 10-minute wait be-
fore the train started.
Then the train began to run
through the Sierras and Nellie dried
her eyes, for the Sierra Nevada
mountains are good even for the
heartache, and the grandeur of the
scenery causes one to forget such
pitiable things as the human emo-
tions.
Once in the station she looked
about her for her people. Surely
some one must have come across the
bay. But in all the crowd there was
not a familiar face, and her heart
grew more heavy as she passed the
different family parties happy in
their reunion.
Then suddenly she stood still.
There, on the edge of the crowd, was
Burroughs. She shook herself. Sure-
ly this was some trick of her tear-
dimmed eyes, some hallucination of
a tired brain.
_ But there was no deception in the
hearty voice at her elbow.
“Your mother approves, dear!”
She did not stop to ask how he
had come to be there. She only
raised a mute, questioning face to
his. To her it mattered not how he
came to be there. The important
fact was that he was there.
She Had Waited Long Enough.
A Maine girl of ideals told a young
man who asked her for her hand
that she could not think of marry-
ing a man with less than ten thou-
sand dollars.
The young man went to Boston
and worked very hard for several
years, returned, and called on the
young lady, who said, “Well, John,
how are you getting along?”
“Pretty well,” he said, “I have
almest gotten nineteen dollars to-
wards the ten thousand.”
“Well, John,” she said, “I do not
know but that is emough. I guess
we can get along with that.”
The Whistling Girl
BY R. HEBBELL
An old-fashioned burgh was Gimp-
town, full of old-fashioned people,
not one of whom pretended to deny
that Mellie Rose was the prettiest,
liveliest girl in the place.
Thus it happened that while other
girls were ‘spoke for” as soon as
they became of age, sweet Mellie
Rose wasted her sweetness upon
transient lovers.
Joshua Jones, the most apprecia-
tive of these, had remarked to his
mother,—
“Naow, mammy, I don't believe
there's a thing wrong with Mellie. I
like her mighty well,”
“Gracious, Josh!” said she, hold-
ing up h hands in horror. “If
you're a-gttin’ struck on that gal,
yoéu had just better git over it, as
quick as possible. My grief! A whis-
tlin’ g e Jonds family! Ugh!”
7 +e why Mell can’t be like
other “said her Aunt Dorothy,
who didn’t believe in old maids.
“Can’t you stop this pesky whistling,
Mellie?’”” she asked her one day.
“Got a new minister. They say
he's a young man—right smart too.
Guess I'll invite him in. No tellin’ he
might—but no, of course not! Well,
I'l] invite him, anyhow,” said Aunt
Dorothy.
A week or two after this, she was
busying herself making the little
parlor look ‘spry,”” when a knock
sounded on the door. She ushered in
a fine looking young man with a de-
cided clerical air, but pleasant and
kindly withal.
“1'11 call Mellie as soon as she fin-
isheg her chores,” Aunt Dorothy was
saying, when horrors! there arose in
that young lady’s clear, picolo-like
whistle, the familiar notes of ‘Old
Hundred.”
Aunt Dorothy turned red and then
white; fidgeted about, and finally,
when the assortment of noises
stopped, went into the kitchen, say-
ing as she went,—
“Excuse me, Mr. Haviland, and
I'll tell Mellie to come in.”
“The new minister's in here.
Come 'in and be introduced.”
Mellie followed the irate lady.
“Mr. Haviland, my niece, Miss
Rose.”
When Mr. Haviland sald, in an
amused tone, ‘‘Your brother is a fine
whistler.”
#I—] have no brother,” she .re-
plied honestly; so the evidently pain-
ful subject was dropped.
So the fleeting summer days found
the reverend Haviland often at Aunt
Dorothy’s house, or, in Mellie’s com-
pany, wandering upon the rocky
banks of Little River.
Gimptown in general said it was
almost scandalous that so fine a
young man should be “took in” by a
pretty face, when every one knew
that that face was disfigured by a
whistling mouth.
Miss Smith, whose age was an un-
known quantity between twenty and
forty, and who had set her cap so
often that that article was badly
frayed around Its figurative edges,
sald, —
“No, he sha'n’t be bamboozled,
not if T have to warn him myself!”
And it is on record that she did warn
the daring man.
One bright September day he
walked over to Aunt Dorothy's little
cottage, intending to invite Mellie to
accompany him upon an errand of
mercy. As he reached the gate he
stopped a moment. The front door
was wide open. "Mellie, dressed in
pink calico, with a cap of the same
material only partly concealing her
fluffy brown hair, was busily engaged
with broom and dust brush in the
hall. There was a happy look upon
her innocent face. When, as if, bird-
like, she could not restrain her joy,
the ruby lips puckered bewitchingly,
and the notes of a hymn trilled forth
with startling clearness and truth.
Suddenly the unconscious war-
bler was electrified into silence by
the sharp words,—
“Perfeckly shockin’ ain’t it?”
Glancing up, she saw Aunt Doro-
thy standing with watering-can in
hand. She was staring at Mr. Havi-
land, who leaned upon the gate with
a puezling expression upon his face.
Not waiting to hear his answer
Mellie fled to her own room, where
she indulged in that which seldom
spoiled her happy face—a good
“cry.” For she doubted not that she
had forfeited her place in the min-
ister’'s esteem.
But Mellie was surprised when her
aunt handed her a note from Mr.
Haviland containing his request to
accompany him to the house of some
poor people, who lived several miles
away.
“Shall I go?” she asked her aunt.
“Of course! No use makin’ mat-
ters worse than they be by refusin’.”
So Mellie said she would accom-
pany the minister, though her sen-
sitive nature rebelled against the
trial.
“What is the matter with you’ to-
day?” asked the minister, as they
trundled through the green fields.
Mellie trembled at his kindly tones:
but she could not be drawn nto con-
versation until— g
But there, no matter! What right
have we to intrude? Suffice it to say
that the next day Mr. Haviland
asked Aunt Dorothy for Mellie’s
hand.
That worthy dame, though
“tickled to death” could not help
saying,—-
“But, Mr. Haviland, she is a whis-
tlin’ gal; an’ you know—"'
A Comeback.
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were the only man in the world.
Him—If I had any such cinch as
that you'd never get the chance.—
Cleveland Leader.
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