THE PORTENT. A Story of the Inner Vision of the Highlander*, Commonly Colled the Second Sight. By GKOIIGK MACDONALD. CHAPTER XIV.—(Contlumd.) “Has she ever raved?” “.Not often since the flrst week nr two. Now and then occasionally. for tin hour or no, she would he wild, want ing to got out. lint olio cave that over Altogether; and she lias had her llltor ty now for a long while. Hut heaven Ides* her! at the worst she wan alwnya a lady." “And I am to go away without even seeing her?" “I am very wary for yon, Mr. Cnmp lioll." “Ikies she sleep at night?” I naked. “I.lke a lialrn. Hut she sleeps n great deal; and the doctor says that's what keeps her so quiet. She would go rav ing again, lip says, If the sleep did not soothe her |mor hrnln." "Could you not let me see her when she Is asleep to-night?" "I will, sir; hut I trust to you never to mention It." "<>f course I will not." “Come nt 10 o’clock, then. You will find the outer door on this side open. Ilutr. She led me to the smile room l.inly Alien used to occupy. The door was a littIt' ots'tt. Mile pushed II Kenlly and 1 followed lior In. The enrlalns toward the diuir were drawn. Mrs. Blakesley lisik me round to the other side. There lay the lovely head, so phantom-liko for years, eomliiK only In my dreams; llllliiK now with a real presence the eyes that had huiKed for It. as If In them dwelt an apostle of appetite of slKht. 1 on lined my heart at once, which had been almost ehoklliK mo with the vio lence of Its palpitation. "That Is not the face of Insanity," I said to my self. "It Is chair as the mnrnliiK IlKht." As I stood gazing, I made no compari sons hot ween the past and the present, nltlmuKh I was aware of some dlffer enee -of some measure of the un known front Iiik me. 1 was tilled with the dellKht of hehnlditiK the face I loved- full, as It seemed to me, of mind and womanhood; sleeping— nothing more. I murmured a fervent "Thank (led!" anil w'ns turning nwny with a feeling of great satisfaction for all the future, and a strange great hope beginning to throb In my heart, when, after a little restless motion of her bead on the pillow, her patient lips be gan to tremble. My soul rushed Into my ears. "Mr. Campbell," she murmured, “I cannot spell; what am 1 to do to learn?" The unexpected volee, naming my name, sounded In my ears like a voice from the far-off regions where sighing Is over. Then a smile gleamed up from the depths unseen, and broke and melted away all over her fnee. But her nurse had heard her speak, and now approached In alarm. She laid hold of my arm, and drew me toward the door. I yielded at once, but heard 4i moan from the lied ns I went. I looked buck—the curtains hid her from my view. Outside the door, Mrs. Blakesley stood listening for a moment and then led the way down stairs. "Von made her restless. You see, sir. she never was like other people, floor dear!" "Her face Is not like one Insane,” 1 rejoined. "I often think she looks more like herself when she’s asleep," answered she. "And then I have often seen lier smile. Mho never smiles when she’s awake. But. gracious me, Mr. Camp .bell! what shall 1 do?” This exclamation was caused by my suddenly falling back In my chair anil closing my eyes. I had almost faint ed. 1 had eaten nothing since break fast: and had been wandering about ill a state of excitement all day. 1 greedily swallowed the glass of wine she brought me, and then became aware that the storm, which I had seen gathering while I was In the woods, had now broken loose. "What n night In the old Hall!" thought 1. The wind was dashing Itself like a thousand eagles against the house, and the rain was trampling the roofs and the court like troops of galloping steeds. 1 rose to go. Blit Mrs. Blakesley Interfered. -•You don't leave this house to-night, "Mr. Campbell," she said. “I won’t have your death laid at my door.” “Dear Mrs. Blakesley," I said, seeing .her determined. "I won't hear a word,” she Interrupt ed. "1 wouldn't let a horse out in such a tempest. No, no: you shall just sleep In your old quarters, across the pass age there.” • 1 did not care for any storm. It hardly even interested me. That beau tiful face tilled my whole being. But I yielded to Mrs. Blakesley. and not •unwillingly. CHAPTER XV. MY OI.D ROOM. Once more I was loft alone In that ■room of dark oak. looking out on the little Ivy-mantled court, of which I was now reminded by the bowline of the storut within its high walls. Mrs. illakesley had extemporized a bod for me on the old sofa: and the fire was al ready blazing away splendidly. I sat ■down beside it, and the sombre-hued pas: rolled niton me. After I had floated as it were upon the waves of memory for some time. I •suddenly glanced behind me and a round "the old room, and a new and strange experience dawned ipton me. Time became to my consciousness what some metaphysicians say it is it self—only a form of human thought. T'or the past bad returned and become ub-t present. •Perhaps 1 -Slept—I do not know: but | but a* I Is-entnc once more aware of myself, I awoke, mt It were. In the midst of nn old long-hurled night. I was sitting In mi own room, watting for I.ady Alice. And, an I nat waiting, and wishing slid would come, liy slow degris-s my wlshen Intensified them selves, till I found inyself, with all my gathered might, wishing that she would eoine, Tim minutes paused, but the will remained. Mow shall I tell what followed? The ihsir of the closet opened— slowly, gen tly -and in walked Imdy Alice, (Mile as death, her eyes closed. her whole per son asleep. With gliding motion ns In a dream, where the volition that pro dun-s motion Is unfelt, she seemed to mo to dream herself across the lloor to my couch, on which she laid herself down ns gracefully, ns simply, ns in the old beautiful time. Her npis-nr nnee did not startle me, for my whole condition was In harmony with the phenomenon. I rose noiselessly, cov ered her lightly from head to foot, and silt down us of old to watch. How beautiful she was! I thought she had grown taller; but, |s-rhaps, It was only that she had gained In form without loslug anything In grace. Her face was, ns It always hail la-on, colorless; but neither If noi- her figure showed any signs of suffering. The holy sleep hud f would go. I wnuted time to quiet my thoughts and resolve how 1 should be have to her. “Alice,” I said, “It Is nearly morn ing. You were late to-night. Don't you think you had better go—for fear you know?" “Alt!'' she said, with a smile, la which there was no doubt or fear, ‘you are tired of me already! But I will go at ouce— to dream about you.” She rose. “O, my darling,” I said, “and mind you get some right sleep. Shall I go with you?” Much to my relief, she answered: “No, no; please not. I can go alone os usual. When n ghost meets me, 1 .lust walk through him, and then he's nowhere; and I laugh.” One kiss, one backward lingering look, and the door closed behind her. I heard the echo of the great hall. ] was alone. But what a loneliness!—a loneliness crowded with presence! 1 paced up and down the room, throw myself on the couch she had left, start ed ui>, and paced again. It was long before I could think. But the convic tion grew upon me that she would be mine yet. Mine yet? Mine she was, beyond all the power of madness or demons: and mine I trusted she would be beyond the dispute of the world. But what should I do? The only chance of her recovery lay In see ing me: but I could resolve on nothing till l knew whether Mrs. Blakesley had discovered her abseuee from her room; because, if I drew her, and she were watched and prevented from coming, It would kill her. or worse. I must take to-morrow to think. Yet, at the moment, by a sudden Im pulse, I opened the window gently, stepped Into tlie little grassy court, where the last of the storm was still moaning, and withdrew the bolts of a door which led Into an alley of trees running along one side of the kitchen garden. I fdt like a house-breaker; but I said: "It is for her right.” I pushed the bolts forward again, so ns just to touch the sockets and look as If they went in, and then retreated Into m.v own room, where I paced about till the household was astir. PRISON-BREAKING. It was with considerable anxiety that I repaired to Mrs. Blakesley’s | room. There I found the old lady at the breakfast table, so thoroughly eom ixised, that I was at once reassured as to her ignorance of what had occurred while she slept. But she seemed un easy till I should take my departure, which I attributed to the fear that I might happen to meet Lady Alice. Arrived at my inn, I kept my room, my dim-seen plans rendering it de sirable that I should attract as little attention in the neighborhood as might bo. I had now to concentrate these plans and make them definite to myself. It was clear that there was no chance of spending another night at Hilton Hall by invitation; would it be honorable to go there without one. as I, knowing all the outs and inns of the plaee. could, if I pleased? My eongitations concluded in the re solve to use the means in my hands foe the rescue of Lady Alice. Midnight found urn In the alloy of the kitchen Knrilon. The door of the little court opened easily. Nor had I withdrawn Its bolts without knowing that 1 could manure to open the window of my old room from the outside. I stood In the dark, a stranger and house-breaker, whoro so often I had sat waiting the visits of my angel. 1 secured the door of the room, struck a light, lighted a remnant of a taper which 1 found on the table, threw myself on the couch, and suld to my Alice: “Come." And sho came. I rose. She laid her self down. I pulled off my coat—It was all I could tlnd—and laid It ovet her. The night was chilly. She re vived with the same sweet smile, hut, giving a tittle shiver, snhl: “Why have you no (Ire, Duncan? I must give orders aliout It. That’s some trick of old Clankslioo.” “Dear Alice, do not breathe a word about mo to any one. I have quar reled with Lord llllton. He has tnrncsl me away, and I have no busi ness to be la the house.” “Oh!” she replied, with a kind of faint recollecting hesitation. “That must bo why you never come to the haunted chamber now. X go there ev ery night, as soon as the sun Is down.” “Yes, that Is It, Alice.” “All! That must be what makes the day so strange to me, too.” Sho looked very bewildered for a moment, and then resumed: jwu ivimw, i^uiiraii, 1 ii>ei very strange all (lay—as If I was walking about lu a (lull dream thut would never conio to an end? But It is very differ ent ut night—is It not dear?" She had not yet discovered any dis tinction between my presence to her dreams and my presence to her wak ing sight. I hardly know what reply to make; but she went on: “They won't lot me come to you now, I suppose. I shall forget my Kuclld nnd everything. I feel as If I had for gotten It all already. But you won't be vexed with your poor Alice, will you? She’s only a beggar girl, you know.” I could answer only by a caress. “I had a strange dream the other night. I thought I was sitting out on a stone in the dark. And I heard your voice calling me, and It went all around about me, nnd came nearer, and went further off. but I could not move to go to you, I tried to answer you, but I could only make a queer sound, not like my own voice at all.’’ "I dreamed it too, Alice.” “The same dream?” “Yes, the very same.” “I am so glad. But I didn’t like the dream. Duncan, my head feels sc strange sometimes. And I am so sleepy. Duncan, dearest—am I dreaming now? Oh, tell mo that I am awake, I shall fancy that I have lost you. They’ve spoiled tny poor brain, somehow. I am all right, I know, but I cannot get at It. The red Is withered, somehow.” "You are wide awake, my Alice. I know all about It. I will hell) you to understand It all, only you must do exactly ns I tell you.” “Yes, yes.' ' “Then go to bed now, and sleep as much ns you can; else I will not let you come to me to-night.” “That wovdd be too cruel, when it Is all I have.” “Then go, dearest, nnd sleep.” Next morning I called ngnin upon Mrs. Blakesley, to Inquire after Daily Alice, anxious to know how yesterday had passed. “Just the same,” answered the old lady. “You need not look for any change. Yesterday I did see her smilo once, though.” “Have you heard of young T.ord nil ton’s marriage?” asked Mrs. Blakesley. “I have only heard-some rumors of It," I answered. “Who is the new count ess?” “The daughter of a rich merchant somewhere. They say she Isn’t the best of tempers. They’re coming here in about a month. I am just terrified to think how it will fare with my lamb now. They won’t let her go wandering about wherever she pleases, I doubt. And if they shut her up she will die." I vowed inwardly that she. should be free, If I carried her off, madness and all. (TO BE CONTINUED.) PROSPECTS OF FLY1NQ. Machine for Air Traveling May Eventual ly be lined By Hpnrtnmen. I^ord Rayleigh, In speaking of my ex periments at the Oxford mooting of tho Itritlsh association, said ho considered that of the live great problems to bo solved before flight could be accom plished I had already solved three, says Hiram S. Maxim in the National Review. X presume he referred to the motive ixnver, the propelling power and the lifting power. What remains to be done is to learn to steer and to maneuver the machine, and, wheel once free flight Is accomplished, to practice landing until the navigator is able to bring the machine slowly to the earth and land without injury or shock. Of course, it would bo neces sary to approach the e>artli slowly In a vertical direction while running at a very high speed, ami to shut oft steam the instant the machine touches the earth. The machine will then run for ward over the earth and be brought to a state of rest in about 100 feet. Now that it has been shown that a machine may be made which will actually lift itself and travel through the air at a very high velocity, I be llevo that some of the military pow ers who have so long been experiment ing in this direction will take advant age of what I have accomplished, that •they may obtain suflleient appropria tion, aud that an actual flying ma chine for military purposes will soon be evolved, whether I continue my ex periments or not. As for the commer cial value of flying machines, I do not think it is likely that they will lie em ployod for freight or passengers. Pec ha [is they might be used for si>orting purposes, and it is not altogether un likely that in the daily journals of twenty years hence we shall And illus trations of some popular prince of the realm on a flying machine pursuing a flock of wild geese through the air and tiring on them with a Maxim gun. — Too Kxpenulve for Both. Mrs. Wigglestein—Do you know, Jack, I think X should like to learn to | play poker. It must be a fascinating game. I Mr. Wigglestein—Great heavens, I Ethel; don’t think of it for a moment We can’t both afford to play. Did it ever occur to you that no man can “raise the devil’’ without lowering hhnacU. GRAND OLD PARTY, SOCIALISTIC IDEAS REPUDI ATED BY WORKMEN. Hlenfttant John l’urna Finds Vita Influ* •nee Waning—-Where I« the Dollar Wheat?—Secretary Herbert Helps the >avjr. The Tasslng of Hums. Ono reason why that eminent blath erskite, .John Burns, received courte ous treatmont in this country, oven uftor he began to spout about his socialistic doctrino, was that he came over here with something of a repu tation as a political leader who had marshaled new forces and inaugurated a movement In England which gave promise of accomplishing something for the masses. It was on account of his leadership that he inspired re spect, notwithstanding his views were known to have a radical and danger ous tendency. It seems, however, that the work liegun by Mr. Burns toward building up a new political party in England has had but a temporary effect, and that the so-called New Unionist or ganization is already dissolving on account of the “advanced” views which he was so brash in promulgat ing during his Amorican tour. The socialistic program that Mr. Burns and his followers earriod through the trades union congress at Norwich last fall has led to dissension and division in the labor organizations. From London it is announced that several of the most important unions have decided to withdraw from future congresses. Among these dissi dent bodies are the boiler-makers and tho iron and steel ship-builders and the engineers, three of tho greatest unions in England, and it also appears that tho Minors’ federation of llreat Britain is brouking away from the New Unionists. It looks as if tho big or ganization which Mr. Burns was chiefly instrumental in forming would fall to pieces. This development shows that with all his magnetism as a loader an d power as nn organizer, Mr. Burns can not infuse the trades unions of Eng land with his socialistic ideas, says the Cincinnati Times-Star. His vic tory in tho trades union congress comes to naught when tho unions that indorsed his platform hastily have had time for deliberation. From the reaction now taking placo the conclusion seems warranted that Mr. Burns will bo tho target of koener arrows of criticism among working people of his own country than those that punctured his thick skin when ho was the bloviating guest of his American cousins. Vt liero la the Dollar Wheat? How long will it take the American farmer to forget the campaign cry by which his voto for a change in gov ernment was solicited? It was in the program of promised blessings that dollar wheat would bo ono of tho re sults of a Republican defeat. The farmer himself knows how far ho has come short of a realization of tho glittoring promise. lie has the facts brought to his mind every time he goes to market, every time ho has an installment of interest to pay, and every time his wife wants a now dress or his children a pair of shoes. Tho secretary of agriculture has had figures made which will present the matter to everybody who can read so that ho can understand it as well as the farmer, and with tho man who plows the ground and sows the seed everybody is compelled to partici pate in the distress that comes from tho result. In tho report on farm crops for last year it is shown that in 1890-92 tho averago price at tho farm for each bushol of wheat was 7G.7 cents. This was during tho years of protection of American industries under tho McKinley law. The first year after the change that was brought about by false promises and deceptions of all sorts, tho farm value of the product fell off 22.9 cents a bushel, and last year the aver age price was 27.6 cents loss than tho average for the three years first named. From 8S.9 cents a bushel in 1891, the price for which the farmer must sell his grain has now fallen to an average prico of 49.1 cents, and who can tell how much farther down it will go? The farmer has had a lesson ho will not soon forget. Under the most fav orable conditions it must bo years be fore tho wreck under which the coun try’s prosperity lies buried can be ' wholly cleared away. The first move has been made to begin the work, but every deluded voter who-e eyes have been opened will have to lend a hand. —Kansas City Journal. i» Alankan Delegate. The present congress ought to com ply with Alaska's reqr.ost that it bo given a regular delegate just as other territories are. There is no reason why the request should no't bo granted and its refusal would be an act of in justice. The fact that American peo ple have to stand around and beg for privileges of this kind is a very seri ous reflection upon our system of gov ernment. It amounts to a denial of a right which should be accorded to all Americans wherever practicable. No one would say that Alaska is prepared for statehood and yet anything short of statehood is a condition which should bo tolerated only as long as it cannot bo avoided. Heaton Hnongli. The recent uprising in Hawaii wil 1 S not have a tendency to boom Eug j land's project to grab one of tho I islands for the purpeso of ‘•landing a | cable.” If John Bull is permitted to 1 attach a cable to Necker island his ■ next ambition will be to rope in the [ wholo group. Tho fart lhat Mr. Cleveland favors this project is reason | enough why congress should sit down on it. Wo might change the subject by asking Mr. Bull why his consul | general encouraged tho revolutionists i and an English steamer transported 1 their arms and ammunition.—New York Advertiser. Ilslplni; the Mnvy. Secretary Herbert is determined that our navy shall not suffer by com parison with that of any other country. There is an English song which says: ••Our ships aro British oak and hearts of oak our men,” and Mr. Herbert is strong in tho belief expressed as to the value of good sailors, as well as of ships. And so his heart warmed when ho was notified some time ago that a naval reserve had been formed in Baltimore and in his enthusiasm he vowed that he would do something to stimulate those bravo tars, if he had to exhaust all the available resources of the naval department. How well he has kept his word it will be the pur pose of this narrative to show. The young men who compose the reserve havo not, it must be confessed, had much maritime experience, says the Philadelphia Inquirer, but they wanted to have it. They knew that near them was the ocean, and they longed to be out on the bluo waters, and swing in hammocks and man guns, and reef the top sails and splice tho main brace and do other things strictly nautical. So last summer they askod that a gov ernment vessel should be sent to them for that purpose and the secretary promised that it would. But time passed and their experience was like that of Enoch Arden. “No sail from day to day.” Then there came hints that one of the smaller war vessels would bo furnished, but that idea was aban doned and it was announced that the' old monitor Wyandotte had been se lectcu. The hearts of tho reserve beat high, but once more there was a fly in the amber. Tho department with that solicitude for the welfare of our citi zens which tlie present administra tion has always shown, decided that the amateur tars must stick close to their desks and never go to sea. The Wyandotte would bo fastened to a wharf in tho harbor so securely that she could not break from her moor ings and drift out into the river, and tho young men would, therefore, be1 as safe on board as tho members of an' amateur opera company on tho good ship Pinafore. Hut even this idea was abandoned anti the old wooden craft Dale was ordered to Baltimore. She had long lain on the mud flats of the Potomac at Washington, and it needed consid erable hauling to got her off. Hut a start was made, and after a stormy voyage she reached Haltimorc, leaking badly. Tho harbor was entered and she was moored to the wharf. The reserve were waiting, their sisters and sweethearts being present to bid them farewell. Everything was ready for the embarkation. Stores were taken on board and all was bustle and confusion. Suddenly there was a strange movement on the part of the noblo craft. A shudder passed through her frame, sho gave a list to port, sank down and settled in twelve feet of water, looking for all tho world like a Noah’s ark. iho course of training through which tho reserves were to bo put has been postponed, but Secretary Herbert’s naval genius has not ex hausted itself, and he will see to it that Baltimore patriotism shall yet havo a free field for its exercise, as long as there is an old hulk in the navy. All There Fa of It. Tho president's letter to three men coming us commissioners from the de-1 posed queen of Hawaii was almost equivalent to saying that congress had defeated his efforts to get the wench back on the throne, and that ho wasn’t going to have anything more to do with the matter.—Cincinnati En quirer, Hem. Cleveland and Caalmlr. President Cleveland is not imitat ing the example set by M. Casimir l’erier. Yet ho has made about as bad a moss of things as tho ex-presi dent of the French republic But Mr. Cleveland is a Democrat and has all the instincts of his party to hold onto a fairly good thing. Republican Financiers. While we as a nation wore issuing bonds almost as fast as they could be printed, Massachusetts last year wiped out nearly $13,000,000 of its public debt. Republican administrations pay in more ways than one, as those, who have tried them know.—St. Louis Star-Sayings. Democracy Then an l Now. It was the patron saint of Democ racy. General Jackson, who said: “By the Eternal the union and the constitution shall be preserved,” and it is the Democrats of his own state, Tennessee, who celebrated St. Jackson’s day by trampling theconstitution out of sight. Convalescent. The states heretofore under Demo cratie or I’opulist control have during the last month passed into tire hands of the Republicans, and coincidentally a revival of business industries is re ported all along the lino. "here Would We He At? It is profitable to consider what would be the status now if there had been a British cable station in Hawaii when the insurrection occurred. I.ccturer* Not I cclnrln? Bill Cook and Debs botn in jail and “the lecture season” at its bust. But aite and Breckinridge are loose*— Chicago Inter-Ocean. 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