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(CHAPTER X.—COWrrkcam.
A second and third attempt Mias Ful
ton made to solve the mystery of the
haunted chamber. On the second night
the place Was not visited, and the ad
ven tut ous girl had slept soundly from
2 o'clock until daybreak. But the third,
night, Ji^st as 12 . o’clock: struck, she
heard the rattle of a key In the lock
find directly the door swung upon,
creaklngjy, and the tall figure she had
once before seen stepped over the thres
hold. This time the figure was black
only, simple black, and the veil that
covered her face and shoulders was
sable crjpe. She went forward until
she stood1 upon the blood stain on the
carpet andj then linking down to her
knees she muttered some unintelligi
ble words that sounded like a denunci
ation. Then she rose quickly and turn
ed toward the closet where hung the
bridal veil. " -
Helen sprang forward and grasped
her firmly by the arm. A hoarse cry
broke from under the black velU With
a gigantlp^strength the arm was torn
from Helito’s grasp, and, as before, the
figure vanished in the shadows of the
corridor. But she had loft behind her
a souvenir. For closely clasped in
Telets's hand was a piece of torn cloth,
and on carrying it to the light, Helen
saw that it was a fragment of heavy,
lustreless black silk. The face grew
pale as marble and ihe leaned tin a ta
ble tor support. / 7,;'"
“My God!” she exclaimed; under her
breafh^Jwbat If it should be?” ,,
Helen Fulton said nothing of her ad
vent-Pes to any one, but she was
watchftqbpul alert, and very little took
place aRm Rock of which she wus not
7 cognizaSQjJ/lth Ralph she was a great
favorite. Her playfulness helped to dia
pet the gloom which hung constantly
over him; he liked to listen to her child
ish talk and he liked to lie surprised:
by the sudden flashes of wisdom be
yond her years that sometimes gleamed
throtejffl^ihfl free carelessness of her
conversa^wn. He took her out with Ag
nes &pj} ufmself in the little Sea Foam
and before she had been a month at the
:: Rock Helen Fulton knew every Inch of
the coast, for miles and would manage
ii'i* boat as'well as the roughest old flsh
’"ermaalmthe vicinity. Her father kept
writing^ recall her home, but she was
•o happy there among the rocks by the
' ®ea, she said, that she could not return
f until aha^had seen the coast by the
l^bt orx summer sun, and so the ln
f dulgiigppold gentleman ceased to urge
herJF-.. .- —
t.•••* \ V
CHAPTER XL r <
YNDE GRAHAM
eat before : A ltttlio
table In hla oell.
He had a pen In hla
hand, and writing
materlala upon the
table. He laid
down the pen, and
leaned back
thoughtfully In hla
chair,
Hla imprlaon>
u«vu|m upon aim
i
change. Hie face was pale and atten
uated, hts llpa had grown thin fcy con
stant compression, and his eyes, once so
bright and daring, were sad and misty
■with the tears pride would, not let him
shed. For as the time drew near when
his rijgieve would expire, and the fatal
sentence of the law must be executed,
he felt a strange, yearning desire for
life. Before, when he had been so near
death. he had hardly asked fpr life;
someway, ft did not seem so easy to die
now. Once, he had loved in a wild,
passionate way—a little short of mad
neg&—Tttiogene Ireton; he would have
given hte life to have brought her one
hour of happiness. But that fierce pas
sion he* died a violent death. It had
been very long since he had thought of
her with a single thrill, and gradually
there had crept Into his heart, to be en
ubriaetHhere In secrecy, the sweet face
of Agriea Trenholme, Just as he had last
seer* 1$, jrhen she lay senseless In the
arm# of Dr. Hudson, at the foot of the
ga'l<»n% m>m which she had saved him.
A Outfit hf exquisite pleasure sweptover
him, as he thought. If she had not loved
bbn she would not have risked so much
to .save him! He flushed, his mouth
grei# Jfegder an a woman’s at the
thougfltj-he put out his arms as if to
ward, l$me Imaginary object, but
dropped them again with a sad sigh.
“A jfl*lsoner—condemned to die." he
said koajwely to himself, rWhat right
have liSa'thlnk a single thought of a
pure woman? And yet at heart, Ood
hbgweth^l am as Innocent as she Is!"
, di liSse and paced the narrow limits
*l!«t®fl to him with nervous haste,
seated himself and took up bis
pm?**'-’ f-:S {$
can do no harm," he aald. think
ing aloud. “I have always meant to
natter to Come to me. but not so soon
—•Art until my nearness to death should
mhe It my last request. But I am so
btudfty fa * sight, of .hor face!” . «*’
‘ >WNrotS rapht!y: "‘ /* !
"■tea,Agues Trenholme—1» it. being
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•if M9:,'
<■'. •
too presumptuous to ask ydu to make
my gloomy prison all bright for a little
while with your presence? We were
playmates once, you know, and In the
memory of the dear old time, before
sorrow came, I ask you to visit me
hore. I shall be unhappy until you
come. Will you be kind?
"LYNDE GRAHAM.”
This little note cost Agnes a sleepless
night of weeping and prayer. But
when the morning came It found her
calm.' She said nothing to anyone of
her intention, but toward noon she
dressed herself in her plainest
clothes and walked down to Portlea.
The Jailer gave her access at once.
She stood alone with Lynde Graham.
Hie. face glowed, his breath came
quick. If he had followed the dictates
of his heart, he would have sprung for
ward and folded her In his arms. But
he remembered that he was a felon, and
restrained himself. Agnes went for
ward, downcast and confused, and put
her hand in his. The consciousness of
her love, the love he had never asked
for, made her timid and shrinking.
“You see I have come, Lynde.”
“I do. I thank you for it, and also
for calling me Lynde. 0 Agnes, it
seems so much like the old times!”
“The dear old times!” she said softly.
"O Lynde, Lynde!” And all the terrl
j ble change that had come rushed over
her mind, and she burst into tears. J
He smoothed the hair on her fore
head, his hand trembling, his voice
hoarse and unsteady.
“Hush, my child! It is all In God’s
hands. Cannot we trust him?”
“Yes, I have. I do. But, O Lynde!
only three little months, and then—”
She stopped. She could not finish the
sentence.
“And then T shall have passed away.”
he said solemnly. -“It will be better,
perhaps, but I have Just begun to learn
how sweet life might be!”
“Lynde. I want you to tell me that
you'are innocent. I know that you
are.' I have never felt a doubt of that,
but I want to hear you say it. It will
be to me a great satisfaction.”
“You are good to trust me, Agnes. I
am fnnnocent. I would sooner have
died than harm should have come to
Marina. Is that enough?”
“Yes, your simple word Is all I ask.
I am»content.”
. “I thank you yet again for your trust
in tpe. But I have never .expressed to
you ray gratitude for the little more of
life given me through your means. I
knpw all the risk yon ran, and all the
sacrifice you made, and my heart Is
full of gratitude.”
He loaned his head over hers, and
lifted her fafce—their lips almost
touched. The temptation that beset
him was almost too strong to be re
sisted. If he could kiss her once, he
thought, the remembrance would be so
sweet he should forget all that might
come in recalling it. But he would not.
He was a man convicted and sentenced
to death for the crime of murder—his
very touch was pollution.
"Lynde,” she said, “I could not have
you die. Why do I not feel the same
terrible anxiety now, I wonder? I
know that this time I cannot save you.
and yet I feel no fear. I seem-to cast it
all out of my mind."
He looked at her curious'y. She
seemed like one who saw far away in
ihg future something so bright and j
beautiful that its glory pierced even !
the midnight gloom of the unhappy
present. And then, the glow faded,
the light went out of her eyes. She |
saw only the dreary prison cell, and
dropping her forehead on her folded
arms, , she sobbed unrestrainedly.
Lynde Graham half lifted his arms to
take her into them, but refrained.
**0 Agnes!” he said, bitterly, “if I
only could! if I had a right to comfort
you! But you understand what stands
between us!
She understood him fully, then. The
color leaped into her cheeks—she took
her hands gently away from him.
“Lynde, I must go now. Sometime I
will come again. Good-by.”
About this time a very singular cir
cumstance occurred at the Rock.
Quito, the great dog that had been
Marina’s, had been absent from home
ever since the marriage of Mr. Tren
holme. A friend of that gentlemen, a
sporting character, had borrowed the
dog to take away with him into the
wilds of Now Hampshire, on a hunting
•tour he was making with, some brother
sportsmen; and now having returned,
he brought Quito home. From the
very first, the dog behaved strangely.
Mr. Trenholme thought he had been so
long away that he had forgotten his
old friends; but that was not the case,
for he greeted Agnes and the house
keeper In the most cordial canine man
ner. But he was restless, and ill at
ease. He smelled of the floors and the
furniture, and his ears and tail were
erect In an instant at the slightest
sound. He refused to eat, and would
not lie down in his old place on the mat
in the library, but sat In a watchful at
titude on the threshold of the sitting
room. Helen Fulton began to make
advances to him at once.
‘‘If he’d only Jet me pat him," she
said to Agnes. "Patting is the finest
cuts for 111-temper. I. always pat papa
when I ask him for money.”
8he put out her hand to the dog.
“We'll be friends, won’t we, Quito!"
The dog winked his great intelligent
eyes, and laid his cold nose in her hand.
She jut her arms around his shaggy
neck.
“I love you, Quito.” she said, enthu
siastically. “Helen loves you! And
let what will happen she’ll stand by
you!” *
The dog barked understandingly, and
looked Into her face with eyes that were
almost human.
A little afterward, a piercing scream
echoed through the house. It came
from the hall above the main entrance.
Ralph rushed out of the library, where
he was writing, and Agnes, Helen and
Mrs. Trenholme hurried to the place.
Kor a moment they all stood petrified
with what they beheld.
Quito was holding Imogene pinioned
to the floor with his heavy body, and
his terrible teeth were buried in her
throat! Every hair on him bristled
with rage, and his eyes gleamed like
coals. Imogene’s face was purple, her
eyes starting from their sockets, and
the rod blood flowing profusely down
her white neck to the floor.
Ralph snatched a musket from the
bracket in the wall, and struck the dog
a terrible blow, and then he lifted Imo
gene up. Something like a thrill of
tenderness went over him as her head
sunk helplessly to his shoulder.
“My poor girl," he said, pityingly—
then to one of the servants, “William,
run quickly for the doctor!”
Imogene heard him, and raised here
self nuinlclv
- “Stop, William!” she said, impera
tively. “It is not much. Bind it up,
some of you. I want no doctors!”
Ralph took her up to the housekeep
er’s room, and the old woman washed
and dressed the wound to the best of
her ability. It was severe, but no ser
ious result need be apprehended.
"Now tell me how it happened?” said
Ralph, seating himself by the side of
his wife. •
She replied coldly:
“I hardly know. I think the dog
must be naturally ill-tempered. 1
brushed against him as I was passing,
and Instantly he sprang upon me.
Don’t question me about it, please? It
gives me the terrors to think of it.”
Ralph left her and sought Quito.
Helen bad taken him in charge, and
with his head in her lap was doing her
best to comfort him for the rough treat
ment he had received at the hands of
his master. Ralph took the animal by
tbe collar, and Helen saw the glitter of
a revolver in his hand. She sheltered
the dog with her body.
“No! no! you must not have him, it
you are going to kill him! I won’t let
you!”
“He has nearly killed my wife. Miss
Fulton; I should not feel safe with him
at large. The only way to stop this is
to end his life.”
“But I tell you, you shall not! Mr.
Trenholme, I am your guest, and if I
want a dog's life spared, you can’t be a
gentleman, you know, unless you spare
it.”
"Indeed, I regret to deny you—”
"But you need not regret, for I will
not have you deny me! You can chain
the dog. But it you kill him, now mark
me, if you kill him—and you shall not
—there will come a day when you will
be sorry for it!”
Her singular earnestness iniluenoed
him strangely. There was something
about this girl he did not understand.
"Very well,” he said, “I will humor
you. The dog shall be chained.
Come, Quito.”
“Thank you,” she said. "That’s
kind. Give me the pistol.”
“What? Cannot you trust me?”
“Pistols are dangerous weapons in
careless hands. Give it to me. I’!l
kill a squirrel for your breakfast with
it in the morning." And taking the
’weapon from his unresisting hand, she
hurried away.
.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
TRICKS PLAYED BY PLANTS.
Artful Devtoea of tbo Calendula—The
Cow Wheat's Joke. *
Dr. Lundstrom has recently described
some cases of alleged plant mimicry,
says London Public Opinion. The cul
tivated plant known as calendula may,
in different conditions, produce at least
three different kinds of fruit. Some
have sails and are suited for transpor
tation by the wind, while others have
hooks and catch hold of passing ani
mals, but tho third kind exhibits a more
desperate dodge, for it becomes like a
caterpillar! Not that the fruit knows
anything about it, but if it be sufficient
ly like a caterpillar, a bird may eat it j
by mistake, the indigestible seeds will !
be subsequently dropped and so the
trick succeeds.
The next case is more marvelous.
There is a very graceful wild plant,
with beautiful, delicate flowera, known
to many as the cow wheat. Ants are
fond of visiting the cow wheat to feast
on a sweet banquet spread out upon
the leaves. Dr. Lundstrom has ob
served one of these ants and was sur
prised to Bee it making off with one of I
the seeds from an open fruit. The ant
took the seed home with it. On explor
ing some ant nests the explorer saw
that this was not the first cow-wheat
seed which had been similarly treated.
Many seeds were found in the ant nur
series. The anta did dot eat them or
destroy them; in fact, when tho nest
was disturbed the ants saved the seeds j
along with their brood, for in size, form, j
color and weight, even in minute par
ticulars, the seeds in question resemble !
ant cocoons. Once placed among the
cocoons it requires a better than an 1
ant to distinguish the tares from the j
wheat. In the excitement of flitting, 1
when the nest is disturbed, the mistake
is repeated and the seeds are also saved. ’
The trick is found out some day, for the
seeds, like the cocoons, awake out of
sleep. The awakening displays the
fraud. The seeds are thus supposed to
be scattered; they germinate and seem
to thrive in the ant nests. I
A preferred creditor—one who never
pt-esent* his bill.
FACTS FOR FARMERS.
SHOWS THE FAILURE OF DEMO
CRATIC THEORIES.
Department of Agrienlture'* Annual Re
port—An Kye-Oponer — Not' a Single
Market of the World lias Been Cep*
fared—Trices for Farm Trod acts.
It was with relief that 'we received
the annual report of the secretary of
agriculture for 1895. Having hunted In
vain, month after month, through our
statistics of exports for some indication
of the capture of the markets of the
world by American farmers, we felt
sure that comfort could be gleaned
from Secretary Morton’s report. We
gather the following facts:
During the 1895 fiscal year there was
a decrease in our exports of cattle of
39,236 head as compared with 1894. On
the other hand we imported 63,716 head
of cattle from Mexico. But the won
derful stimulus given to our wool grow
ing Industry is shown in our exports
of 350,808 head of sheep, an increase of
300 per cent over 1894, when only 85,
309 were shipped abroad.
Concerning the fureign markets for
American meat products, Mr. Morton
says that “prices for bacon averaged
considerably lower during the year 1895
than the year 1894.” Though there
was “a very considerable advance in
the price of bacon” in the British mar
ket in the summer, "United States ba
con did not participate to any apprecia
ble extent in the general advance.”
During seven months of the year we
sold 15,680,000 pounds more bacon, but
received $1,000,000 less money for it.
It is with bacon as with other of our
farm products.,the markets of the world
are willing to take them when they
need them, not when we want to sell
them; and at their price, not our price.
Of our live stock trade in the British
market Mr. Morton says:
“Up to 'the present year the United^
States and Canada have had an un
questioned monopoly in the supply of
imported live cattle to the British peo-.
pie; but now there is vigorous and
growing competition from Argentina,
Strikes**! Lockouts
in Uic
United States
Hands Idle.
ThcntMj Average.
*30.000 Kcmd&ldb.
, ' (UlonlHV})
&
(OionlMfj)
tO.OO0HQn(U \dlo
vOdd to the 1893-^
record,the many
.thousands more
idle,because of ?
closed mills, foe
iories.and other
closed avenues of
\Ubor.
I VN*
ami also’', incipient competition from
Australia.”
Evidently this market of the world
cannot be maintained for us, as other
countries are trying to effect its cap
ture. Again it is said that "shipments
Of chilled beef from the United‘States
fell off during the first eight months
of the present year 11,000,000 pounds.”
Of our cheese we learn that: “Through
out the year United States cheese has
commanded the minimum figure upon
the English market. We also shipped
to England, in eight months, nearly
117,000 cwts. less than in the 1S94 pe
riod. We supply that market of the
world with only 1 per cent of its total
imports of butter. There is a great
market for eggs in England, that coun-.
try paying $12,280,917 for foreign eggs
In a year. But the money goes to Rus
sia, Denmark, Germany, Belgium,
France and Canada. The United States
gets none of it.
Farmers can, during the winter
months, reflect upon the importance of
these captures of the markets of the
world, to which our free trade secre
tary of agriculture has drawn their at
tention.
Senator Blanchard'! Situation.
Senator Blanchard has done a great
deal of hard work since the adjourn
ment ot Congress in behalf of the sugar
planters of Louisiana, whom he prac
tically pauperized by his vote in the
senate on the passage of the Gorman
Tariff act. As Senator ot Louisiana, as
the creature of the Democratic party, he
voted to uphold the view of that party,
which maintins that Protection is un
constitutional. As the paid attorney
of the poor farmers of Louisiana he ap
peared before Commissioner Bowler
and argued in support of the constitu
tionality ot the very principle which he
. .
had so recently before denounced. This
is Wowing hot and cold with a ven
geance, and one can hardly blame Mr.
Bowler for attacking so little import
ance to the argument of the Attorney
Senator. Commissioner Bowler has
shown his degree of contempt for a
doul’Je-dealer. What will the ruined
people of Louisiana do when this Sen
ator’s term expires in 1S97?
Where the British Buy.
Although our British neighbors have
bought from us nearly a millon barrels
of flour less than they purchased in the
corresponding nine months of 1894, yet
it must not be imagined that they are
starving. From France they have
bought 250,000 barrels more than las$
year; from Austria 100,000 barrels more;
from Canada 300,000 barrels more;
from Germany and other countries 20,
000 barrels more. The American farm
product is the only one that is seen less
in the markets of the world.
South American Cattla drawers.
The Bureau of the Ameiican Repub
lics has received information that the
cattle raisers of the Argentine Repub
lic are making arrangements to import
large numbers of high grade cattle for
the purpose of improving the herds in
Strifes sad Lockout*
inthsv
United States
Less to Employee*.
months a«tnft
(
<.?.S»,ooo Way loss
(monthly)
>2,000,000 Ulogg Loss_
(IDonthtyj
lT.SOO.OOQ Wye Loss
(ttlonthhj)
ll.000.000 Wage loss
(ftionlMij)
-(monthly)
aid h)Uial893-‘l
record,the millions
more 4 lass because (
of closed Ttiills.Fec
tlries.tmd otheT
’dosed avenues oj
\lab
or.
order to compete In the European mar
kets with the live stock shippers from
the United States and Australia.
It is useless for them to waste their
time and money in attempting to do
that. Don’t our Southern neighbors
know that all the markets of the world
have been given to farmers in the
United States under our present Free
Trade Tariff? If any doubt exists
upon this point, study the object lesson
illustrated elsewhere in this issue.
Texas Farmers for Protection.
The attention of Senator Mills is
drawn to the following resolution
passed at the annual meeting of the
Texas Wool Growers’ Association:
Resolved, That we demand that our
Senators and Representatives in Con
gress cast their votes in favor of re
storing wool to the dutiable list at such
rate of import duty as the farmers of
the United States declare to be neces
sary in order to enable them to grow
wool profitably.
Looking for the “Boom.**
There has been a great deal of talk
about business revival. The people
have been assured that a regular boom
of prosperity had started in, that the
manufacturers had resumed operations,
that all the great mills of the country
were running in full blast, that work
had been resumed everywhere, that the
idle laborers had found employment,
and that everybody was doing well,
making money and enjoying renewed
prosperity. There must, however, be a
mistake somewhere. The boom has cer
tainly not set in to a very large and
universal extent. It has not reached
the West, at least, and upon close in
vestigation it is found that it is not a
Eraiihe Small Wool Protection
provided by the
tile Kinle.y "Tariff
utot better then none
for American Wool Grau*rs end the
Tnouswds jtoflfllw) Employed
ltlocterate Employment Enforced Idleness
Competitive Cwnfrrt. Object Ul'iserq
very able-bodied boom in the East,
either.—The Hawk-Eye, Burlington,
Iowa.
We Need It,
Our Import duties should be paid in
gold coin.
March
April, May are most emphatically the
months for taking a good blood purifier,
because the system is now most in need
of such a medicine, and because it more
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In winter impurities do not pass out of the
body freely, but accumulate in the blood.
April
The best medicine to purify, enrich and
vitalize the blood, and thus give strength .
and build up the system, is Hood’s Sarsa
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Medicine, and more are taking it today
than ever before. If you are tired, “ out of
May
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body in good order and make you strong
and vigorous. It. is the ideal Spring
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J^ver Falls to Beetore Ora:
Hair to lta Youthful Color;
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