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CHAPTER IV.-(Contlnucd.)
"Is that all?" Miss Brnnscombo's
look seemed to say, and her color canio
back and the frightened look faded out
of her eyes. I wondered what she had
dreaded.
Another gravely-eaten dinner was
scarcely over when my summons came.
Miss Branscombo started to her feet
with a suppressed cry, and passed
swiftly from tho room before mo
"Only Mr. Fort, I was to say." Tho
butler hesitated, looking anxiously at
Miss Elmslle. "1 beg your pardon,
ma'am, but tho message was partic
ular." "Poor dear child!" murmured Miss
Elmslle, rising and looking helplessly
nt me. "What can I do It It Is too
late, I am afraid."
"Will you leavo It to me?" I said
gently. "Perhaps I can persuado Miss
Branscombe."
"Yes, yes," she exclaimed, laying her
trembling hand on my arm "you
will persuado her."
Thoso hours of anxious watching and
enforced confidence had thrown down
tho barriers of unconventlonanty, and
made us moro Intimate than months of
ordinary lntorcourso would have done.
Both tho elder and the younger lady
turned to mo In their loneliness and
their sorrow; already I had taken my
place as a friend with them.
In tho corridor outside tho sick
room Miss Branscombe was standing
in tho recess of a window wringing her
hands and sobbing pitifully.
"Mr. Fort," she exclaimed, "they will
not let mo see him! Tell him that I
nm here surely they will not bo so
cruel as to let him die without a word
to mo at tho last! And I was llko his
own child. I must oh, I must see him
again before " Sobs choked her
voice.
I placed her gently on tho window
seat. "If you will wait patiently for ten
minutes, Miss Dranscombo," I said, "I
will come back for you."
"And Charlie, my cousin," she said
"you will not forget?"
MR. FORT," SHE EXCLAIMED, "THEY WILL NOT LET ME SEE HIM,"
"I have not forgotten," I answered
as I left her.
It was soon over. The Colonel had
reached a further stage In the dark
Journey, and the clergyman who sat by
his side guided tho hand which affixed
a tremulous signature to the deed I
had drawn up In tho morning. It was
the Rector and a young footman who
witnessed tho signature, and then the
Colonel spoke this time In a whisper.
"Now send her to me. Stand by her
all of you she will need It."
Thcro were old friends old servants
there, but It was on my arm that Miss
Branscombo leaned as she went to that
solemn parting scene I remembered It
afterwards. It was a brief and ngonlz
Ing farewell, for the sands of llfo were
almost run out, and then tho new mis
tress of Forest Lea was borne Insensi
ble from tbo chamber where all that ro
malned of tho brave old Colonel was
only tho mortal dust tho Immortal
spirit had Ued.
CHAPTER V.
The first stago of my work was ac
complished, and I might havo returned
to town nt once, but I did not I lin
gered at Forest Lea through tho next
day. Thero wero seals to nfllx to all
tho dead colonel's cabinets and draw
ers; thero wero Interviews with vari
ous personages, and commissions for
Miss Elmslle, which filled up my time
and gave mo an excuse for postponing
my departure. Tho truth was that I
could not tear myself away. I had a
r. onfesslon to mako to Miss BranBcombo
which I could not force upon her In the
first hours of her sorrow, and which
nevertheless must he mado. It was not
likely that the secret of Col. Brans
rombe's last will would be kept until
the legitimate moment for Its rovola
(lon; the executor, the rector, must act
upon his instructions, one cf which was
to exclude Mr. Charles Branscombe
from the house. I might perhaps, I
suhhr of
flattered myself, soften tho blow to
Miss Uranscombe, or nt least I might
glvo her an explanation which should
mitigate her anger against myjelf, and
account for what I dreaded sho would
regard as a breach of trust.
But Miss Brnnscombo remained In
visible. Her cousin reported that sho
was qulto overcome by her grief, and
would not as yet hear of consolation.
Tho dny, which had been brilliantly
fine In tho early part, clouded over
toward tho afternoon, and rain a gen
tle, balmy summer rain fell softly,
but without Intermission. Tho change
was tnoro In unison with the spirit of
the moment and tho hushed silence of
tho darkened house; and as I sat In tho
library, busied with somo writing for
Miss Elmslle, tho musical rythm of tho
raindrops, pattering softly down on tho
laurel and bcrhcrls leaves outside the
open window, seemed to mo llko t rs
shed for a good man's loss.
Miss Elmsllo came In nnd out with a
hushed tread, and gave me instructions
in a subdued voice, sometimes staying
to talk of tho dead man upstairs of
his virtues and consistent life, his
trials and disappointments and, at
last, In natural scquonco, of Charlie,
the scapegrace, and of Nona, the
child of Col. Branscombo's youngest
brother.
"Poor Charlie!" sho said, shaking
her head. "He was always tho ono
bitter drop In Harold Brnnscombo's
cup. Ho Idolized tho boy such a beau
tiful angellc-looklng creature ho was
so llko tho sister poor Harold loved
and never forgot and ho spared
neither trouble nor expenso In his edu
cation. Charlie was to be tho heir, to
carry on the old name. And Nona
well, ho had his hopes and dreams for
tho dear girl. But Charlie ruined all;
ho nearly broke poor Harold's heart,
and upset all his plans. Nothing could
mend tho boy; there seems to bo a sort
of mad fever In his blood I don't
know where he gets It. He's as wlU
to-day as ho was six years ago. Only
Nona In her youth and Inexperience,
dear child! clings to tho hope of his
ever being better. All tho rest of us
have long since given him up."
"Miss Branscombe Is attached to her
cousin?" I ventured.
"They havo been llko brother nnd
sister, you know," Miss Elmsllo re
plied quietly. "Nonn cannot glvo him
up. But thero Is the dinner bell." Sho
seemed glad to change tho conversa
tion, I thought.
Miss Branscombo did not appear at
tho dinner table. Tho evening was
still wet, but close and sultry. Miss
Elmslle and I took tea together In tho
largo drawing room, which looked so
empty und desolato now; nnd, while
tho gentle old lady babbled on of tho
stories of tho house, I sat just behind
the lace curtains at the open window,
looking out over tho lawn townrd the
encircling belt of shrubbery. It was n
dark moonless summer night, nnd late
enough now for the shrubs to show
blackly against the pale sky-line.
I had qulto lost tho thread of Miss
Elmslle's somowhnt monotonous talk,
dreaming as I was of many things,
with a pervading &enso of vaguo pain
and unrest now to my experience, and
duo perhnps to tho melancholy sceuos
In which I had Just taken part.
Suddenly It seemed to mo thnt a
white shadow flitted across tho bottom
of tho lawn townrd tho trees, and was
lost In tho darkness. Was It fancy?
I wondered, looking intently toward
tho spot where tho flguro had disap
peared. I was not subject to fancies
of this kind, and I at onro mndo up
my mind to Investigate tho phenom
enon. With an excuso to Miss Elmsllo, I
went to the hall for my overcoat, and,
letting myself out by a side door, I
mado my way cautiously over tne
grass to tho spot where I had seen or
fancied I had seen tho white form
appear and disappear.
There was nothing but tho shadows
and the trees nnd the patter of the soft-
falling raindrops on tho green leave?.
So my eyes, keen nnd suro as I bd
always consldorcd them, had plnyed
me faUe. I turned back toward the
house, taking this time one of two ot
three narrow winding paths within the
wood. My footsteps mado no sound on
tho damp gras-grown ground. All al
ouco tho perfume of a cigar was wafted
toward mo. Then I was not nlone In
tho darkness; somebody else had a
fancy for an evening nlrlng ono ol
tho gardeners or workmen, no doubt,
on his way from some errand at the
Hall. But tho shrubberies lay in the
front of tho house, while tho servants'
offices wero nil, as I knew, nt the back.
And, besides, my educated senses told
me thnt that cigar was of tho finest
quality, not likely to bo smoked by
any but a connoisseur. Tho rector wag
a non-smoker, nnd no other neighbor
would, I knew, havo tho cntreo to thfl
shrubbery.
My curiosity was thoroughly roused,
and tho Instinct of my profession en
listed in tho discovery of tho little
mystery.
Presently tho sound of subdued
voices a man's and a woman's
reached my ears. Then I hnd not been
fancy-tricked somo assignation ot n
tender nnturo had lured tho flitting
flguro hltherward a mald-scrvant
from tho houso, no doubt. But the
fine Havana? Well, that was no affair
of mine; I would not at all events play
tho eavesdropper.
It was In carrying out this laudable
resolve that I turned Into another path
n shorter cut to tho houso, as I be
lieved, In my slight knowledge ot the
place. It must however havo brought
me nearer to tho lovers, for now the
manly volco wbb bo raised that the
subject of what appeared to bo an an
gry discussion only Just missed meet
ing my cars, and sobs from tho female
wero distinctly nudlblo. Tho course ol
truo love was not running smoothly,
I concluded, as I retraced my steps,
At this moment the sobs ceased and
a feminine volco took up the response,
plendlng, remonstrant, and I wns con
scious of a sudden shock which
brought mo to a standstill. Tho sweet,
low tones were familiar to mc they
wero those of Nona Branscombo.
Nona Branscombe, my Ideal of inno
cence and womanly purity, my imper
sonation of Unn, keening a clandestine
nppolntment at night with her un
cle's corpse hardly yet cold, too; hood
winking her chaperon with a protonse
of Illness and overwhelming grlcfl Oh,
the shamo nnd tho pity of It! Oh, the
shnmo and tho pity!
I did not stop to ask myself why the
blow should bo such a crushing ono to
me why n doubt of tho Innocence nnd
goodness of Nona Branscombe should
seem to mako tho world stand still, nnd
plunge my wholo outlook Into dark
ness; I hurried blindly bnck to tho
house, losing myself hnlf a dozen times
among tho tortuous shrubbery paths
and shaking tho raindrops from tho
laden branches In heavy showers as 1
wont. I had reached tho terraco on
which tho sldo door by which I had
quitted tho house opened, my hnnd was
on tho lock, when nnothor nppllcant
for ndmlttanco glided out of tho shad
ows and stood by my side.
(To bo continued.) r
.. '"!"!
DOQ IDIOTS.
Graphic Description of thu Mongrels
Tlint Throng Conntunt Inople.
I never saw so much mud, such un
speakablo filthy streets and so many
dogs as Constantinople can boast, but
nowhero havo I seen them described
in a satisfactory way so that you
knew what to expect, I mean, says
tho Woman's Homo Companion. In
tho first place, they hardly look llko
dogs. They havo woolly tails like
sheop. Their oyos arc dull, sleepy and
utterly devoid of expression. Con
stantinople dogs havo neither masters
nor brains. No brains because no mas
ters. Perhaps no masters because no
brains. Nobody wants to adopt an
Idiot. They are, of courso, mongrels
of the most hopeless typo. They nro
yellowish, with thick, short, woolly
coats and much fntter than you ex
pect to find thorn. They walk llko a
funeral procession. Never havo I seen
one frisk or oven wag his tall. Every
body turns out for them. They sleep,
from twelve to twenty of them, on n
slnglo pllo of garbage, and novor no
tlco either men or each other unless a
dog which lives In tho next street tres
passes. Then they eat him up, for
they nro jackals as well as dogs, and
they are no more epicures thnn ob
trlchos. They never show Interest In
anything. They nro blnso. I saw
somo mother dogs aBleep, with tiny
puppies swarming over them llko lit
tle fat rats, but tho mothers paid no
attention to them. Children scorn to
boro them qulto as successfully as If
they wero women of fashion.
Niitiirtt'N IiiIIihiiico on Mini.
From tho Chicago News: "Nature
exercises a wonderful nnd mystcrloui
Inlluenco over men. Certain plants are
poisonous to somo folks and medicine
to others." "Yes, and my husband Is
always troubled with rheumatism when
the grass begins to got tall upon our
lawn."
1'rninpt Itritutlon.
"Oh, that horrid cat!" exclaimed the
tearful young woman. "She has killed
my beautiful canary! But the wlnge
don't seem to bo Injurod a bit. Thoy
will look swell on my hat, won"t they,
though?" Chicago Tribune.
lAldfiiro of (Iri'utni'M.
From tho Chicago Record: "So many
great geniuses havo been fat men."
"Well, sometimes It takes genius to
earn three square meals a day,"
CHAPTER V.- (Continued.)
It wns Miss Branscombe. Tho hood
of her light mantle was drawn over
her head and face, nnd as sho came
swiftly on, with downcast head, she
was unconscious of my presence until
sho almost touched mc. At tho first
recognition she gave a llttlo cry and
started back, tho next Instant sho had
recovered herself, and something of
tho womanly dignity which 1 hnd ad
mired In her nt our first meeting ro
turned to her bearing. Sho made no
npology or excuse for her presence
thero on such a night nnd nt such an
hour; she merely bowed her head with
a murmured "Thank you," as I threw
open the door nnd stood back for her
to procedo mo Into tho hall. Sho did
not, as I half expected, try to exctido
or account for her Into walk, but with
another bow she passed on and up Vho
wide staircase. Tho light from a hang
ing lamp fell upon her face as sho
turned to mount tho steps, and I saw
that her eyes were Bwollen with tonrs
and her cheeks dondly pale. Sho hold
tightly by tho carved oak balustrade
too as sho wont slowly up and out of
my Bight.
"And so," I said to myself, ns.
haunted by a spirit of unrest, I paced
tho floor of my room long nfter mid
night "bo dies tho last lingering rem
nant of my faith In womanhood." But
It wns dying hard; It was hydra
headed, apparently, nnd sprang into
fresh life us fast as I sot my heel upon
the last quivering fragment; nnd nt
Inst, when I Bought my bed, I knew
that neither my faith, nor a mad love,
as wild and Impossible as tho love of
tho wave for the star, win dead witmn
mo. I hnd found n hundivd excuses, a
hundred rensons, which left Nonn
Branscombo my pure sweet idenl still;
and withal, I was the most unhappy
man In tho United Kingdom. Had
Miss Branscombo been tho penniless
girl her friends nnd neighbors had pro-
"ON THE SPOT, YES; BUT NOT IN THE HOUSE," MR. HEATHCOTE AN
SWERED GRAVELY.
maturely declared her to bo, thero
would hnvo been neither presumption
nor madness In tho passion which hnd
taken possession of mo, for I wns well
born, my prospects wero good, and I
could havo entered tho lists fearlessly
nEiilnst all comers. But Miss Brans
combe, tbo heiress, tho owner of fifteen
thousnnd a year, was separated from
mo by a barrier which I recognized as
Insurmountable. I groaned In spirit
as I remembered that my own hand
had helped to ralso tho barrier.
And then I fell Into a short troubled
slumber, Just as tho restless twittering
of tho llttlo birds beneath my window
told that tho day was breaking.
CHAPTER VI.
Rnrlv ns It WOH When I dCSCOIlded to
tho breakfast room that morning, Miss
Elmsllo was already down and In deep
nnd auxlous conference with tho rec
tor. They ceased speaking ns I en
tered, and Mr. Heathcoto camo for
ward to greet mc.
"I nm sorry you nro leaving Fotest
Lea this morning," ho said, ns MIkh
Elmsllo busied nortclf with tlio tea-
urn. "TlicHO inuios noon or er in
fact, somo member of our sox sndly
just now. I wish you could havo ro
malncd." "You are on tho Fpot," I Buggestcd.
fighting with an Impulso which tempt
ed mo to forgot my duty nllko to my
Arm nnd to myself, nnd to linger in
tho suiiBlilno which could only scorch
mc.
"On the spot, yes; but not In tho
houso," Mr. Heathcoto answered
gravely, accepting tho cup of tea which
Miss ElmBllo offered him. "You are
fllngulnrly destitute of male relatives,
Miss Elmsllo?" ho added, addressing
her.
"Yob," Bhe sighed; "there is abso
lutely no one. Tho dear colonel rep
resented our wholo family, except
ing "
"Yes, yes!" Interrupted tho rector.
hastily. "You nro entirely unprotect
ed, unfortunately, f wish It had been
possible for Mr. Fcrt to remain with
you until after tho funeral; but It Is n
point I can hardly press, as he has
iesn good onough to give us nlready so
much of his vnluable time."
"We should Indeed bo glad," Bald
Miss Elmslle, looking nppeallngly nt
mc.
So I was Impelled by tho Irrcslstlblo
force of fate Into tho curront whlcn
could only bear mo to disastrous ship
wreck. "I could return," I said, answering
tho appeal of Mlsa Elmslle. And oh,
whut a rush of dangerous Joy thrilled
through my veins nt tho thought of
once moro being under tho samo root
with Nona BratiFcombcl "My arrange
ments are made for to-day, as you
know. I must run up to town; but If
I can nsslst you by roturnlng to Forest
Lcn, I will do so Immediately as soon
as I havo seen my pnrtnors."
"It will be tho greatest comfort,"
Miss Elmslle assured mc, with tears
In her eyes. And so It was settled.
"I will drive with you to tho sta
tion," tho roctor.sald, ns the dog-cart
como round; "I havo business thero.
Aro you n good whip? No?" as I
shook my head. "Well, I will take tho
reins then. Mason" to the groom
"cut across tho park while wo drlvo
round, and leavo word at my houso
that I havo gono on to Wcstford. Wo
will pick you up nt tho end of Park
Lane. Tho fact I," ho conflded to me,
ns soon as tho mnn wns out of ear
shot, "that scamp, Charllo Branscombo,
has been seen hnnglng about the place;
tho purport of tho poor old colonel'B
will will soon oozo out If It hnsn't
dono to nlready and Master Charllo
Ib quite capable of bullying his cousin
In the first Hush of his disappointment.
It was my good old friend's last Injunc
tion thnt Chnrllo should not bo ad
mitted to the Lea, and MIbs Nona 1b
tender-henrted In that quarter."
A light flashed upon mc. It was
Charllo whom sho hnd met In tho
shrubbery last night who had smoked
that prlmo Havana and brought those
tears to his cousin's sweet oyos; and
to Charlie, no doubt, 1 thought, with
a swift pang of Jealousy, sho had given
her young lovo tbo treasuro ho would
squander aw remorselessly as ho had
wasted tho moro tanglblo treasures In
his hands. And upon mc, of nil men,
by tho cruel Irony of fate, wns forced
tho task of separating her from tho
man alio loved! Nothing could como
to mo but pain, disappointment and
odium.
"Thero Is moro than ono element of
danger In tho case," snld tho worthy
rector. "Charllo may mako a disturb
ance nt the Lea, nnd seriously embar
rass thoEo two unprotected women, or
ho may work upon tho feelings of a
suscoptlblo and romantic girl llko
Nona, and neutrallzo all tho wlso pro
visions of his uncle, There Is no toll
ing what, In tho first emotional work
IngH of such n charactor as this sweet
young girl's, Chnrllo may mako her do
for him glvo up Forest Lea, I
shouldn't bo surprised, nnd ruin her
self and nil who depond upon hor. Tho
follow Is, I am sorry to say, utterly
Irreclaimable monoy runs through his
hands ns If they woro bIovob. Tho
poor old colonel gnve him chanco after
ehanrc, and ho throw them away ono
nfter the other. It Is a hopeless case."
"And Miss Branscombe," I said, for
cing myself to utter tbo words which
choked mo "Miss Branscombo Is at
tached to hor cousin?"
"I fear so," answered tho rector
gle mlly "my wifo thinks so, unfor
tunately. I am speaking confidentially
to you, Mr. Fort," ho added, turning
abruptly to me.
"Wo lawycrB, llko doctors, como In
for tho secrets of n good ninny fami
lies," I answered, for want of some
thing better to say."
"Just so," assented the rector; "and
wo want your help, Mr. Fort. You nee
It Is Important to keep this young
tcapegracc out of tho way. Your pres
ence at the Lc.h and tho cxeralsa of
tho tnct and friendly kindness you havo
nlready shown" I bowed "will bo In
valuable to us at this Juncture. After
the funeral, Miss Elmsllo nnd Miss
Brnnscombo will leave tho placo, and
n year or tio of foreign travel, with
fresh scenes and associations, vtll, I
havo no doubt, mnko a great differ
ence In Miss Branscombo's views nnd
feelings. She has been brought up In
n secluded wny, and has seen few poo
plo hitherto. All wo wnnt Is to gain
time. But hero la my fellow; wo must
hurry up to catch tho 11.10 express.
Tho 11:10 express was a favorite
train evidently. I congratulated my
self on having secured a corner sent
next tho door, ns my cnrrlago filled
rapidly. At Wlvonhoo, tho first stop
ping station, two scats thnt opposlto
to me, on which I hnd deposited my
black bag and tho light dustcont which
I carried, and a second set next to
mine wero tho only ones unoccupied.
Tho weather wns wnrm, nnd I wns Just
congratulating myself on having cs
caped any addition to our numbor,
whon, oven na tho guard's whlstlo
sounded, tho hnndlo of tho carrlago
door was hastily turned nnd n lady,
evidently a good deal fluttered at tho
nnrrow oscapo ho had mado of miss
ing tho train, sprang lightly In nnd
deposited herself In the vacant placo
by my Ride.
It had all hnppcned bo suddonly
my head had been turned nway at tho
moment of tho Indy's nppearanco that
I had only time to draw my somewhat
long limbs out of her pnth, nnd nono
to catch a glimpse of my now neighbor
before sho was scnted next to mc.
"Allow mc," I snld then, offering to
relieve- her ot tho sninll bng nnd largo
loose cloak which sho held on her
knees. "Thero la room for theso
hero" Indicating tho opposlto Beat, on
which my own Impedimenta reposed.
She thanked mo with n bow nnd a
few murmured Indistinct words; nnd,
as I took tho two articles from hor
hnuds, I caught a glimpse of her face.
It wns covered with a thick gray gos
samer veil, such ns ladlca uso at tho
Bcasldo or for driving In tho country;
but tho lovely hair that had eeoaped
from beneath tho largo shady hat, and
something In tho wholo bearing star
tled mo with a wild Impossible Idea.
Had I gono mud, or wns tho Imago of
Nona Brnnscombo so Imprinted on tho
retina of my eyo that to mo every
womnu must benr hor likeness?
I dnrtcd another swift keen glanco
nt my neighbor as I resettled mrsolt
In my plnco.
"They will bo qulto safe thcro," I
said, pointing to hor posbcbsIoiib, nnd
then I stopped, breathless, It was no
fond Illusion ot my love-Hick fancy. It
wan Nona herself I Tho largo limpid
eyes, which even tho thick gossamer
veil could not hire, looked Into nil no
for nn Instnnt with a warning dopro
catory expression, tiio wrncoful head,
moved with tho bcantoBt, most dlslnnt
ncknowledRmcnt of nny courtesy, and
then turned rosolutoly nway. Evi
dently Miss Brnnscombo did not choose
to recognizo mo further.
I snt for tho next ton minutes
stunned nnd bovvlldorcd, wntchlng tho
meadows and trees na they flow by In
endless succession, nnd trying to
stendy my mind sulflclcntly to grnBp
the situation. Miss Brnnscombo hero
nlone, unattended alio who hnd hith
erto led such a carefully protected llfo
- traveling nlono; nnd whither? I wan
certain that neither tho rector nor Mlsa
Elmsllo hnd known ot her projected
Journey tho morning's ennvcrsntlou
qulto precluded tho Idea. How had sho
reached tho station without being seen
by us tho rector or myself?
(To bo continued.) '
TO BBINQ ABOUT SLEEP.
Tho llulf Hour lldforo Ueillliiio Hlioulif
llo Uulctly Hnmit.
Dllllcultlcs In going to sleep ara
sometimes physical moro than mental,
says tho Spectator. The phyBlcal, un
der ordinary elrcumatiuicea, aro duo to
tho circulation. The following nro a
few practical hints: Somo sloop bettor
lu If sitting jip with threo pillows,
L'.mc better with none; somo with llt
tlo covering, somo with much. Hot
drinks or a hot bath just before sleep,
hot bottles to tho feet, nro often uHoful,
Tobacco often Increases sleeplessness.
Sometimes, nfter long waking, a small
meal will bring sloop. Somo, espe
cially Invalids, will wake after two
or three houra; a cup of hot, fresh tea
will often Bend them to sleop ngnln.
Sometimes tho darkness seems exciting
and one can sleep with n lighted can
dle. Intermittent iioIbch, ns of a rat
tling window, nro always bad, but a
continuous uolso Is often n lullaby.
Moderate fatigue aids, but exhaustion
prevents sleep. Oftencst sleeplessness
Is mental and springs from a wnnt
ot self-control. Either ono subject
engrosses tho mind or a succession of
Ideas. In either case tho slooploaH
must mako tho offort to Ktop thought.
It Is best done by attending continu
ously to somo monotonous and unex
citing Idea which la solf-hypnotlsm.
Somo count, somo brcntho slowly as If
asleep, .somo look nt Imaginary sheep
going through a gato. Ono of tho best
wnys Is to watch thoso curious appear
ances which como to closed oycB, a
purple hnro fading Into a star, which
becomes un Irregular lino, and again
changes to something elso. Thoy can
not bo seen when first sought, hut
will como with a llttlo pntlonco, In
nil theBO tho purposo la to fix tho at
tention on somo object which will
arouse no associations, It roquirca
flteady effort to do this and to prevent
the thoughts wandering, but oxerclso
Incronsos tho power to succeed. Tho
half hour heforo bodtlmo should bo
spent quietly.
