BY CLARA AUGUSTA,. | , INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIAf ION.1 • CHAPTER VI.— (Continued). A hundred pairs of hands were out-. Stretched to receive Margie when Arch brought her to the shore. Her dear de voted friends crowded around her, and in their Joy at her escape, Arch re treated for his lodgings. But Miss Lee had been watching him, and seized his arm the moment he was clear of the crowd. - "Oh, Mr. Trevlyn, it’s Just like a novel!’’ she exclaimed, enthusiastically. "Only you cannot marry the heroine, for she is engaged to Mr. Ltnmere; and she perfectly dotes on him.” She flitted away, and Trevlyn went up to his chamber. That evening there was a “hop” at the hotel, but Arch did not go down. He knew if he did the inevitable Miss Lee would anchor herself on his arm for the evening; and his politeness was not equal to the task of entertaining her. The strains pf music reached him, softened and made sweet by1 the dis tance. He stole down on the piazza, and sat under the shadows of a flower ing vine, looking at the sky, with its myriads of glittering stars. There was a light step at his side, and glancing up, he saw Margie Harrison. She was in evening dress, her whitb arms and shoulders bare, and glisten ing with snowy pearls. Her soft un bound hair fell over her neck in a flood of light, and a subtle perfume, like the breath of blooming water-lilies, floated around her. x naui w uiaac juu uij> uayiuc iui « little while, Mr. Trevlyn,” she said, gayly. “Will you wear the chains?” “Like a garland of roses,” he re sponded. "Yes, to the world's end, Miss Harrison!" • / , ■ < ‘ The unconscious fervor of his voice brought a crimson flush to her face. She dropped her eyes, and toyed with the bracelet on her arm. “I did net know you dealt in compli ments, Mr. Trevlyn,” she said, a little reproachfully, “I thought you were al ways sincere.” “And so I am, Miss Harrison.” “I take you at your word then,” she said, recovering her playful air. “You will not blame me, if I lead you into difficulty?” “Certainly not. I give myself into your keeping.” She put her hand within his arm, and led ' ;m up the stairs, to a private par lor on the second floor. Under the jet of light sat old Mr. Trevlyn. Archer’s heart throbbed fiercely, and his lips grew set and motionless as he stood there be fore the man he hated, the man against whom he had made a vow of undying vengeance. Margie was looking at her guardian, and did not observe the start ling change which had come over Arch. She spoke softly, addressing the old man. “Dear guardian, this is the man who this morning so gallantly rescued me from a watery grave. I want you to help me thank him.” Mr. Trevlyn arose, came forward,and extended his hand. Arch stood erect, his arms folded on his breast. He did not move, nor offer to take the proffered hand. Mr. Trevlyn gave a start of sur prise, and seising a lamp from the table, beld it up to the face of the young man. Arch did not flinch; he bore the insult ing scrutiny with stony calmness. The old man dashed down the lamp, and put his hand to his forehead. His face was livid with passion, his voice choked so as to be scarcely audible.. “Margie, Margie Harrison!” he ex claimed, “what 1b this person’s name?” “Archer Trevlyn, sir,” answered the girl, amazed at the strange behavior of the two men. ' “Just as I thought! Hubert’s son!” “Yes,” said Arch, speaking with pain ful calmness, “I am Hubert’s son; the son of the man your wicked cruelty murdered.” • Mr. Trevlyn seized his cane and rushed upon his grandson; but Margie sprang forward and threw her arm across the breast of Arch. “Strike him, if you dare!” she said, “but you shall strike a woman!” Mr. Trevlyn looked at her and the weapon dropped to the floor. “Margaret Harrison,” he said sternly, "leave this room. This is no place for you. Obey me!” “I am subject to no man's authority," she said, boldly; “and 1 will not leave the room. You shall not insult a gentle man to whom I owe my life, and who is here as my invited guest!” “£,:shall defend myself! There is murder in that fellow's eye, if I ever saw it in that of any human being!” “I am answerable for his conduct,” she said with proud dignity. “He will do nothing of which a lady need stand In fear. I brought him here, ignorant of the relationship existing between you and him, and unconscious of the truth that I should be called upon to defend him from the causeless rage of his own grandfather." Again the cane was uplifted, but Mar garet laid her hand resolutely upon it. “Give it to me. Will, you—you who pride yourself upon your high and deli cate sense of honor—will you be such an abject coward as to strike a defense less man?” ; He yielded her the weapon, and she threw it from the window. “You may take away my defense, Margaret,” said the old man, resolutely, “but you shall not prevent me from cursing him! A curse be upon him—” “Hold, sir? Remember that your t head is white wlth>the. snows of time. It wrilnbt be lor,g before you go to the uoa wno sees you every moment, wno will judge you for every sin you com mit"- i ‘ • . V k $ “You may preach that stuff to the dogs! There is no God! I defy him and you! Archer Trevlyn,: my curse be upon you and yours, now and forever! Child of a disobedient son! child of a mother who was a harlot-—p -\, Arch sprang upon hjm with a savage" cry. His hand was on his throat—God knows what crime he would have done, fired by the insult offered to the mem ory of his mother, had not Margie caught his hands, and drawn them away. VOk, Archer,' Archer . Trevlyn ?’ shfc cried, imploringly, "grant me this one favor—the very first I ever asked of you! For my sake, come away. He is an old man. Leave him to God, and his own conscience. You are young and strong; you would not disgrace your manhood by laying violent hands on the weakness of old age!” “Did you hear what he called my mother, the purest woman the world ever saw? No man shall repeat that foul slander in my presence, and live!” “He will not repeat it. Forgive him. tin 4n —_a 1_1_11__« J 1_ gone hard with him. He has sinned, and those who sin suffer always. It has been a long and terrible feud between him and yours. I brought you here let me take you away.” Her soft hands were on his—her beau tiful tear-wet eyes lifted to his face. He could not withstand that look. He would have given up the plans of a lifetime, if she had asked him with those imploring eyes. -v’; ' “I yield to you, Miss Harrison—only to you,” he replied. “If John Trevlyn lives, he owes his life to you.. He judged rightly—there was murder in my soul, and he saw it in my eyes. Years ago, after they laid my poor heart broken mother out of my sight, I swore a terrible vow of vengeance on the old man whose cruelty had hurried her in to the grave. But for you.I should have kept the vow this moment. But I will obey you. Take me wherever you will." She led him down the stairs, across the lawn, and out on the lonely beach, where the quiet moon and the passion less stars dropped down their crystal rain. The sweet south wind blew up cool from the sea, and afar off the tin kle of a sheep-bell stirred the silence of ,the night. , The lamp in the distant lighthouse gleamed like a spark of fire, and at their feet broke the tireless bil lows, white as the snowdrifts of De cember. CHAPTER Ylh i, .yV * HERE * was some thing inexpressgbly soothing in the Be renity of the night Arch felt its influ ence. - The hot color died out of his cheek, his pulse beat slowfer, he lift ed his eyes to the purple arch of the summer sky. “All God’s universe is at rest,” said Margie, her voice breaking upon his ear like a strain of muBic. “Oh, Archer Trevlyn, be at peace with all mankind!" ’ “I am—with all but him.” “And with him, also. The heart which bears malice cannot be a happy heart. There has been a great wrong done—I have heard the sad story—but it is divine to forgive. The man who can pardon the enemy who has wrought him evil, rises to a height where noth ing of these earthly temptations can harm him more. He stands on a level wiku uie uugeia ui Urdu. 1L you nave been injured, let it pass. If your par ents were hurried out of the world by his cruelty, think how much sooner they tasted the bliss of heaven! Every wrong will in due time be avenged. Justice will be done, for the Infinite One has promised it. Leave it in His hands. Archer, before I leave you, promise to forgive Mr. Trevlyn.” “I cannot! I cannot!” he cried, hoarsely. “Oh, Margie, Miss Harrison, ask of me anything but that, even to the sacrifice of my life, and I will will ingly oblige you, but not that! not that!” “That is all I ask. It is for your good and my peace of mind that I de mand it. You have no right to make me unhappy, as your persistence in this dreadful course will do. Promise me, Archer Trevlyn!” , She put her hand on his shoulder; he turned his head and pressed his lips upon it. She did not draw it away, but stood, melting his hard heart with her wonderfully sweet gaze. He yielded all at once—she knew she had conquered. He sank down on one knee before her, and bowed his face upon his hands. She stooped over him, her hair swept his shoulders, the brown mingling with the deeper .chestnut of his curling locks. “You will promise me, Mr. Trevlyn?” He looked up suddenly. “What will you give me if I prom ise?” 1 \, “Ask.-for It.” " ' ■■ ! • He lifted a curl of shining hair. “Yes,” she said. “Promise me what I ask, and I will give it to you.” He took his pocket-knife and severed the tress. "I promise you. I break my vow; I seek no revenge. I forgive John Trev lyn, and may God forgive him also. He it safe from me; I submit to have my p&rcnta sleep odunavenged. I leave him and his sins to the God whom he denies; and all because you have asked It of me.” Slowly and silently they went up to the house. At the door he said no good-night—he only held her hand a moment, closely, and then turned away. Paul Linmere’s wedding-day drew near. Between him and Margie there was no semblance of affection. Her coldness never varied, and after a few fruitless attempts to excite In her some manifestation of Interest, he took bis cue from her, and was as coldly indif ferent as herself, , A few days before the tenth of Octo ber, which was the day appointed for the bridal, Dick Turner, one of Paul’s friends, gave a supper at the Bachelors’ club. A supper in honor of Paul, or to testify*.the sorrow of the club at the loss ,of one of its members. It was a very hilarious occasion, and the toasting and wine-drinking extended far into the small hours. In a somewhat elevated frame of mind, Mr. Paul Linmere left the rooms of the club at about three o’clock in the moi*ping, to return home. His way lay 'along the most deserted part of the city—a place where there were few dwellings, and the buildings were mostly stores and ware-houses. Suddenly a touch on his arm stopped him. The same cold, deathly touch he‘ had felt once before. He had drank just enough to feel remarkably brave, and turning, he encountered the strangely gleaming eyes that had frozen his blood that night in early summer. All his bravado left him.' He felt weak and helpless as a child. "What Is It? what do you want?” he asked brokenly. “Justice!” said the mysterious pres* ence. "Justice? For whom?” "Arabel Vere.” "Arabel Vere!. Curse her!" he cried savagely. \ > The figure lifted a spectral 'white hand. “Paul Linmere—beware! The ven geance of the dead reaches sometimes unto the living! There is not water enough in the Seine to drown a wom an’s hatred. Death itBelf, cannot anni hilate It! Beware!” He struck savagely at the uplifted hand, but his arm met no resistance. He beat only against the impalpable air. His spectral visitor had flown, and left nothing behind her to tell of her presence. With unsteady steps Mr. Paul Lin mere hurried home, entered his room, and double-locked the door behind him. CHAPTER VIII. R. TREVLYN had decided that . the marriage of his ward should take place at Harrison Park, the old coun try seat of the Har risons, on the Hud son. Here Har garie’s parents had ,--v« lived always in the • | summer; here they had died within a week of each other, and here, in the cypress grove by the river, they were buried. There would be no more fit ting place for the marriage of their daughter to be solemnized. Margie neither opposed nor approved the plan. She did not oppose anything. She was passive, almost apathetic. The admiring dressmakers and milli ners came and went, fitting and meas uring, and trying on their tasteful crea tions, but without eliciting any signs of interest or pleasure from Margarie Har rison. She gave no orders, found no fault; expressed no admiration nor its opposite. It was all the same to her. The bridal dress came home a few days before the appointed day. It waB a superb affair, and Margarie looked like a queen in it. It was of white satin, with a point lace overskirt; looped at intervals with tiny'bouquets of orange blossoms. (TO BZ CONTIXUBD. I An Electric Palace. The palatial New York home of Charles T. Yerkes, the Chicago million aire, at 6Sth street and 5th avenue, has not only the most complete electric lighting, heating and ventilating plant of any of the several electrically equipped mansions in the city, but it has the largest storage battery plant ever installed in a private residence. A gas engine of thirty-five horse power in the basement is belted to a dynamo. The storage battery consists of sixty cells, having a capacity of 2,500 ampere hours at a ten-hour discharge rate, the maximum discharge rate being' 500 am peres for four hours. The house is wired for about sixteen candle-power lamps and has besides an electric passenger elevator and several electric motors for ventilation, pump ing and other purposes. The arrangement of the lights ip very artistic. The vestibule or reception hall is lighted from above throught cathedral glass in the base of a dome by 300 lights. Lamps are concealed within the carving of the principal salon or in rosettes of colored glass and cunningly placed in the ceilings. In the library an apparently framed oil painting, which is really a wonderful piece of cathedral glaBswork, is made the vehicle of the flood of light which illuminates the room with the soft radi ance of day.—Exchange. Exchange Birthday Gifted The Prince of Wales and the Due de Chartres have Just exchanged birthday presents, according to their custom of many years past, as their birthdays fall on the same day. The Orleans prince Is the cider by a year, however. The prince sent the duke a fine gun, while the duke’s souvenir to the prince war a gold cigarette esse. A Do* of ChrluMan Principle*. At Wednesbury a dog has been dis covered which its fond mistress consid ers a Christian both in principles and i conduct It accompanied her regularly to church, never disturbed the congre gallon, and always left the sacred edi- ' lice in a quiet and orderly manner, j obviously having derived much benefit ' from the service. During the week it behaved as so exemplary r dog might' be expected to do, doing wrong '‘intea.} tionally” to neither man nor beast. It was certainly’ an insult to expect so enlightened an animal to wear a collar j with his owner’s name, but the Wed- j nesbury authorities mulcted the priv- 1 ileged owner in costa However, the possession of such a treasure must be well worth the money.—Birmingham (Eng.) Mail. Hal!’* Catarrh Cara Is a constitutional cure. Price, 75■ fr*. I, Hi cases, bend to Or. Klloc.WU Area til., Hula., Pa. One of Maine's curios is Machlas, a town of 300 inhabitants without a debt. A Summer Resort Rook Free. Write to C. S. Crane, .general passen ger and ticket agent Wabash Railroad, St. Louis, Mo., for a summer resort book, telling all about the beautiful lake region reached by the Wabash Railroad. United State* Patent*. A curious patent has just been issued to Frederick Lehner. a Swiss, for a process of making imitation Bilk. An ordinary cotton thread is run through several solutions of silk substances and nitro cellulous, the threads after treat ment being woven into a fabric which is much cheaper and has all the qual ities of a good grade of silk. The cheapness of thiB new fabric would bring it within the reach of all Laban Everest, an Omaha inventor, has received a patent for an electric railway signal which is noticeable be cause of its cheapness and in which he overcomes some of the objections en countered in so many signals. The in ventor has been enabled to sell his pat ent at a good profit to a corporation who will place the invention on the market Peter Smith, of Cincinnatti, Ohio, has invented a bed castor which just above the wheel has an in sect trap, the purpose of which is quite apparent, M. 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