CHAPTER XII—fConTixrmj.'
"How c&n It be your duty, Eleanor, If
Aa you said—and It made my heart leap
With joy—yon love me, how can It be
yourduty to give me up and marry an
lottxr? O, Eleanor, dear Ellie, think of
my life-long devotion, my stern sacrl
gee, that refused to hear even a single
word from you—my unceasing toil and
fnoredible exertion to fit myself to
stand in these doors a suitor for your
hand, without a blush of shame! To
have gained the long-prayed-for posi- |
tlon, toTlnd my love returned, and yet !
to idse" you—have you thought how ter- j
ritfie a doom it is for me? Can it be a
duty that Vrotild crush our hearts in the
fulfillment?”
She wrung her bands.
“Forbear, O Walter—have pity on
my weakness! All last night I wres
tled in my agony to see the right, I
came .out of the bitter waters calm In
self-renunciation, knowing it was my
duty to give you up. Neither your
grrlef nor my own anguish must drift
me away from the position I defined
th4n. Dear Walter, my childhood’s
friend, iny protector and comforter al
ways,'help me now to be true to my own
convictions of right!”
There was a solemn pathos in her
tone—in her white face and imploring
e.ve—that rebuked Wallet’s personal,
grief.
"Eleanor," said he, impetuously, “If
I could see auj reason for It—if It were
juui su cuuirauiuur)' tu a»t *a*j >ucm wi
right—I would be wiling to bear my
own pain to aid you!”
"Be rare I must be well convinced of
the right of It ere I peril your happiness
mid mine. If you knew all you would
be the first to bid me Qod speed upon
my atoning sacrifice.” •• ;
Walter was looking steadfastly into
the beautiful face. Coming suddenly
forward, while lip and cheek paled be
neath the Intensity of his emotion, he
held out his hand.
"It is enough. I will bid you God
<*pc«--d iow. I renounce my hopes. Ellio
—my Bllle, for whom I have lived, and
striven, and hoped. I will give you up,
even unto another's arms.”
Lagy Eleanor's head drooped forward
to his shoulder; her cold white cheek
touched his; her brown curls flung
their, sunny ripples against his jetty
lǤ;s. .j^jhlle her quivering lips whls
pprod^j .
“God bless you, Walter! It Is pleas
ant how to think how short is earth—
-how enduring Heaven!"
ile wrapped his arms around her,
pressed her passionately to his heart,
then put her away. A step on the
threshold startled them. Lady Anna
a ;ood wtth'n the doorway, her sad
ce wandering from one agitated
fate to another. She was evidently
■. greatly moved, yet she came in with
tiqg. accustomed stately grace, and
gr.eetod Walter with the usual saluta
tion ;; then turning to her daughter,
she gald mournfully: • ►.?.. ,> ,j. «
“1 see how it is, my child; you deceiv
ed me last night, and nty worst fears—
whdn T knew Mr. Vernon had returned
—art verified. I see that you love each
ether,” .
No answer came. Eleanor turned
away heir tearful taca and Walter, hia
sensitive spirit Stung by the thought
that she would consider him as an lp
teriosfr, raised hit head in haughtyal
ien?#. < ‘ • -'•*
■ ’ileanor, Eleanor!" came In a pite
ous voice, so full of yearning tender
gtrlie-heart. “T asked no sacrifice of
you. I Should love and Mess you still U
you1 left me tonight to fly with the man
yen love. Hear rne solemnly declare l..|
dare |jjot even advise you to marry oth
er ’ben him who holds your heart. Go
»nd he happy, my child,” ,J*V ’V «
Walter bent forward Joyously,, but;
Elinor, only shook her head. : . ,
t “l.’Vnow you do not ask it, mother,
bu^i know It is right—it 1b heat, and it
•win give you peace. Walter ‘himself
hai^lven me up, and blessed my effort.''
LjSdy Annabel looked w^dly from one
to the other as she faltered; i ’■
“But it you love each other, how can
lie give you up, or you take yourself
from him?”
seemed to convulse the poor
ip-;
‘ffne consciousness,of doing right
■witt enable us both to conquer , our ill
ioV''i affection—will it not. Walter?"..
Perplexed, grieved,' heart-crushed,"
’Walter could not'refuse the pleading^
look In those blue eyes, and he answer
ed—"Yes."
What was his astonishment to See
Imdy Annabel fall on her knees, and,
«atchlng her daughter’s hand, bathe It
with tear* and dry It with kisses.
“My grand, heroic child!” cried she.
"Will Heaven permit such innocence
and wojth to atone for the sin of oth
ers? I will pray that your noble eacrt-v
floe may not be needed; and yet I own,
if It Is completed, a mother's eternal
gratitude win be yours. Ah, my own
Kleanor, your pure hand shall lift away
from me a load of remorse, and carry
to another atonement tor suffering and
losa But it must be tree and volunta
ry—not from fear of my displeasure—
remember that” , - <
8he sank down Into an easy chair and
raised a handkerchief to her face, while
a tgOlent fit of coughing ensued. The
laaf meshes came away, their snowy
texture marked by vivid epota of blood.
W^gor sprang to her side in con
Mamma, mamma,” cried she, “you
are 111; this excitement Is killing you!”
She waved them back and whispered
with a wan smile on her deadly tace:
"It is nothing new; it will pass
presently.”
“Mamma,” said Eleanor with a new
air of determination and energy, “once
for all, let us settle this subject.' I
know the constant worrying about It Is
destroying you. Here I am a willing,
voluntary mediator, thankful—so
thankful, my darling mother, to be
able to brighten thus little of your trial.
I am sorry you should know how much
it cost me to relinquish Walter, but be
lieve me, I shall conquer It bravely
Once entered upon the path, J shall
not shrink; 1 shall never repent.”
Lady Annabel raised the soft hand to
her lips and whispered:
”1 consent. May Heaven forgive me
if I am wrong! After all,” she added,
“It may never be required of you. We
may never find hini, or he may have
chosen another himself.”
“Ah, yes,” responded Eleanor sooth
ingly, “we are making a great deal of
trouble before we are sure there Is need
of it. But you, Walter, must never
hope for anything except a friend’s af
fection, a sister’s love.”
Walter s|ghed.
“So be It, then, I submit. May 1 know
the name of him who wins the treasure
I lose?”
"His name?” repeated Lady Elea
nor, dreamily. “I do not even know it
yet.”
“What inexplicable mystery is this?”
ejaculated Walter. *
She 'shuddered while she answered:
“Be content, Walter, and ask no
“My children," whlsperod Lady An*
nabel, “one thing I must require of you.
The Intention may be sincere and gen
uine, but the heart be treacherous. Mr.
Vernon, I request you to continue your
visits as usual. The test must be ap
plied by actual trial. If my daughter
can learn to school her own heart, it Is
well; If.not, I would rather die myself
than take her from you."
She rose from her chair, signed for
Eleanor to support her, and bidding
him as courteous an adieu as if only
ordinary conversation had passed be
tween them, left the drawing room.
So ended this exciting, perplexing,
sorrowful interview; and restless and
miserable, haunted by a thousand ab
surd misgivings, Walter returned to
his studio. He remained a week away
from Collinwood House, during which
time he met the admiral, whose easy,
unrestrained manner showed he was
Ignorant of all that had passed.
CHAPTER XIII.
HE; QNLY event
of Importance
m e a n t h 11 e oc
curred at a private
party to which be
had gone with hla
fast and warm ad
mirer, Viscount
Somerset. They
were In the midst
of a gay crowd
when the young
lord, touching his arm, said formally:
‘‘Mrs. Dacre, allow me to present to
you our distinguished artist, Signor
Vernont. Vernoni, the Hon. Mrs. D«.
ere.”
Absent-minded and sad, Walter had
not heeded the lady’s approach., Ther*
was no way to avoid an intervievjr. Shs
stood before him, her genial face aglow
with smiles, her fair white hand ex.
tended toward him.
' x pne moment Walter’s fierce eyes
glowed upon her; his haughty lip cur],
ed ip scorn; then turning upon his heel,
be, ejaculated:
I "No, no, I shall never take that hand
lb friendly greeting,” and vanished la
the crowd.
‘ The startled Mrs. Dacre colored crlna.
rion, and the tears rose to her eyes; but
seeing her husband’s anger, she passed
on eagerly, endeavoring to soothe the
fierceness of his indignation at the in
sult. v •
rne viscount nunted up Walter later
in the evening, and said with grave,
embarrassed tace: i
"Upon my word, Vernon, I hardly
know what to say. I’m afraid you’ve
made a decidedly ugly business. Da
cr,%J# in a rage, and declares your pres
ort Prr>'itaHiy shall not save you from
a horse-whipping, If you refuse to give
him satisfaction. In fact, signor, it was
r ti a"-a. hard thing. 1 was taken aback
'■myself.**' ? - '<<■' >
"No doubt you were, and exceeding
ly Indignant, my noble friend. I was
grieved myself that It should happen,
but I would die a thousand times rather
fhen touch ihJt woman's hand.”
’•■ ■The viscount looked up as if doubting
his sanity.
i* "Somerset," said Walter again, in a
smothered voice of deep emotion, "if
you met a woman who had wrecked the
happiness, perilled the life, and blasted
vt' ‘ c- nnnv • • *■ d p>-i ,,
loved once better than life, would you
take her hand In yours, though eti
quette, courtesy, and the whole world
demanded It?”
"No," was the prompt reply, “but
still I an mys;iPe rs. D<ere is a
lady of irreproachable character—there
lg no a stake?”
I'- i “No,” replied Walter, bitterly. “1
know sbe was admired, respected and
prosperous; she is none the less my
father’s deadliest foe.”
‘‘What is to be done?” asked the per
plexed viscount. “Dacre’s friend will
wait upon you to-night.”
"What—a duel? A mode of settle
ment as despicable as it is abhorrent!
Well, well, it matters not. I cannot
avoid it; you would all believe me a
coward If I refused; so 1 will stand and
let him shoot me, for wrong my own
soul so much as to raise a deadly weap
on against the life the Creator gave, I
will not. Let him shoot; it is meet the
son should perish as well as the father,
through Annabel Marston’s means.”
The kind-hearted Somerset waB real
ly grieved and troubled.
"Is there no way to avoid It? Dacre
demanded the reason for such insulting
conduct; can I not hint something that
will satisfy him?”
i ou may say to mat woman, 1
could not take her hand, because I am
Paul Kirkland’s son, who knew Anna
bel Marston of Lincolnshire In days
gone by. Mark her face when you speak
the name.”
Throughout the next day Walter was
In no enviable state of mind. All things
looked gloomy and threatening. The
sorrowful fate before Eleanor—the
mystery of the motive that should make
her thus voluntarily immolate herself
upon the altar of duty—the hard strug
gle and desolate, loveless life before
himself—the bitter resentment for his
father’s wrongs—all disheartened apd
dismayed him. He was in no mood to
grieve when his friend returned saying
Dacre would only be satisfied with a
full apology. The lady, he said, remem
bered seeing once or twice In Lincoln
shire a drawing-master named Kirk
land, but was not aware how that
should affect Signor Vernonl’s copduct
in the least. ■
“Let him shoot a dozen times if it will
comfort him any,” said Walter, sarcas-j
tically, “l can’t say but I shall bd the
greater gainer by the operation. I will
leave him an explanation of her ‘once
or twice.’ Go back, and let him fix the
place and Uine for the heroic deed, I
will be on the spot, and I will stand as
quiet, be sure, as the beet target he ever
shot against. Life has no charms; let
him send me out as quick as possible."
“What would all London say to hear
this!” cried the viscount in despair.
“Signor Vernoni, the worshiped, petted
artist, already crowned in youth with
the laurel wreath, ready to throw away
his life so recklessly. Ah, my friend, I
might hint at a more powerful reason
for you to seek escape from this. Lady
Eleanor Collinwood, our pride and star,
before whom so many plead in vain,
looks upon you alone with favoring
eyes. Will you forsake that enviable
position?”
“Hush!” interrupted Walter sternly.
“No more! Go at once and settled this
wretched business!”
The viscount left him, and Walter
flung himself upon the lounge and tried
to sleep to escape the maddening tu
mult of thought. The effort was as
vain as if the soft damask had been
lined with thorns. Then he rose and
paced to and fro, two hours or more,
when his errand boy handed him a
brief line from Somerset.
“To-morrow, at eight in the morning,
at Blackheath.”
He read the line two or three times
and then said aloud:
“And this, then, is the end of all my
high hopes, my unceasing endeavors—
to die in a duel! I must see Eleanor
again; she need not know it is a fare
well interview, but it will be a consola
tion to me—possibly to her also—if the
worst happens.”
(TO BS CONTINUED. I
LANG'S WONDERFUL DOG.'"
llld Some Very Remarkable Things Ac
cording to tlie Veracious Narrator.
A Newfoundland named Oscar be
longing to myself had often listened
with much Interest to stories of rescue
Of drowning persons by dogs, says
Lang in Longman's Magazine. I hap
pen to possess an engraving of Land
scor’s “Member of the Humane So
ciety.” Oscar would contemplate it for
hours and study the pose in the mir
ror. One day two little children were
playing alone on St. Andrew’s pier and
I was sketching the ruins at a short
distance, Oscar running about on the
pier.v I happened to look up and saw
Oscar, as if inadvertently, but quite
deliberately, back one of the children
(Johnny Chisholm by name) Into the
water, which is there very deep. The
animal then gave three loud howls to
attract attention (he had been taught
to give “three cheers for Mr. Glad
stone”), jumped into the water, rescued
the child and carried him, “quite safe
but very wet," to the local photog
rapher’s, obviously that the deed might
be commemorated by art. Nobody saw
the beginning of this tragedy except
myself. Oscar, when brought home,
deliberately rapped out “Humane So
ciety” with his tail on the floor, but;
much as 1 appreciated his intelligence,
I could not, in common honesty, give
him a testimonial. This preyed on his
mind; he accompanied a party to the
top of St. Rules’ tower and deliberately
leaped from the top, being dashed to
pieces at the feet of an eminent divine
whose works he had often, but unsuc
cessfully, entreated me to review in an
unfavorable sense. His plan was to
bring the book, lay it at my feet and
return with the carving knife in his
mouth.
tfnaodllneaa.
Ungodliness always leads to lawless
ness and is destructive. It affects the
home, the community, and the life of
'the nation. We can only exist as a
nation when we foster and cherish
morality and religion.—Rev. E. J. Metz
ler.
4
SEASIDE SOCIAL CUSTOMS.
The Code In Not Ho Severe m In Home
Life, bat It !fa« Limitation*.
It requires almost as much diplomacy
and mental watk to stder a woman
through the social intricacies of a sum
mer at a resort as to carry her safely
through an official Washington winter.
The appearance of informality deludes
newcomers into hoping for pleasant re
lations, and then they make what to
known in the vernacular as a “break.”
At the end of the season they go away
declaring that “Sea Rock” or “White
Wave” is a “horrid, stiff place,” peo
pled mainly by snobs, and vow never to
return. The rules which govern ac
quaintance-making at summer resorts
are a trifle more lax than those which
regulate town acquaintanceship. Peo
ple who meet in hotel dining-rooms or
on piazza corners every day soon grow
to know one another sufficiently well
to permit them to do what the Irish
man calls “passing the time of day.”
xuey may excnange magazines ana em
broidery silks, to say nothing of views
on the scenery and the company. But
this degree of intimacy, says a writer
in the New York Journal, does not war
rant calls. No newcomer at a hotel
must ever call on an older resident un
til the older one has called on her.
Not even when the acquaintance has
progressed so far that one invites the
other to form joint plcnicing or sailing
parties should this rule in regard to
calls be infringed. The summer board
er’s room is her castle and any amount
of outdoor intimacy does not warrant
intrusion into it until after a definite
advance toward friendship has been
made. Cottagers, as a usual thing,
should take the Initiative in calling up
on any boarders at hotels or boarding
houses whom they wish to know. In
many plades the cottage element and
the i hotel element form two distinct
and somewhat hostile cliques. The ad
vance ‘toward acquaintance should be
made by the established residents, and
not by the transient ones. And yet
the utmost outdoor civility may exist
among beach or rbck acquaintances at
a small resort without any house in
timacy. Of course these rules apply to
women, the real dictators of social
customs. As for the acquaintance’ be
tween young women and men, It is gov
erned by the ordinary conventionali
ties. Young women do not become ac
quainted with young men except whien
they are formally introduced by some
common friend.—St. Louis Post-Dis
patch.
WON A NOTABLE PRIZE.
London Royal Drawing Society Medal
Goo* to a Girl of 10.
The award of the bronze medal of
the Royal Drawing Society of London
this year is a matter of enthusiastic
interest to young art students all over
i the world, inasmuch as it was won by
a young woman only 16 years of age,
Miss Nellie Kuck.
Since the earliest inauguration of of
fering prizes for the best work among
any given artistic line artists of un
doubted genius from Canova and Thor
! waldsen have entered into eager com
| petition for the advantages which such
; badges of distinction carry in their
train; for where they do not include
years of study under most favoring
conditions, as they so often do, they
bring to an artist Instant and wide
spread recognition; and it ought to
serve as a stimulus to the youngest art
student in Philadelphia, Boston, New
i York or Denver that youth is no bar
sinister to Buch honors. The drawing
I which obtained for Miss Kuck so dis
tinguished a success is entitled "The
! Young St. Cecilia,” a charmingly com
posed decorative panel, chiefly inter
esting by reason of its original and
novel manner of treatment. Perhaps
it was her own sweet youth in the
blood that led her imagination away
from the traditionally mature Cecilia,
and made it dwell rather upon the
heavenly maid when' inspiration first
dawned upon her youthful conscious
ness. With a few clever, effective
strokes she has achieved the sweetly
serious face and pose of the young
saint, the well-grouped, raptly listen
ing angels above, topped by the con
ventionalized figures of music and poe
try. The whole gives evidence of fine
poetic fancy, excellent art, and is par
ticularly strong in the decorative har
mony of its lines. Two years ago Miss
Kuck was awarded Lord Leighton’s
prize for her drawing "The Mermaid,”
and he then—always so ready to en
courage youthful talent—recommended
her to adopt the artist’s profession. In
fact ‘ “The Young St. Cecilia” repre
sents her third success, as last year she
obtained the George Kekwich's prize
for an illustration of "Undine.”
A Bicycle DUeanr.
Mothers whose daughters do a great
' deal of cycling should know about a
new cycling disease. People have been
declaring that they have been sud
denly seized with a wild impulse to
cjump from their machines—an uncon
trollable impulse, which apparently
, seizes them at the most awkward
times, such as midway down a hill.
It ls.no pew thing, after all; at least,
no newer than the cultivation of over
strung nerves among us. People af
flicted with this . mysterious malady
have been overdoing their'-riding, and
the only cause for wonder is that their
ill treated nervous systems have not
taken its revenge in an even more un<
pleasant manner.
Unfitted*
“A great, big, overgrown fellow like
you ought to be at work instead of
begging,” said the censorious citizen.
“I'm willin' to work,” replied Dismal
Dawson, “but I’m too blamed clumsy.
I’ve tried the shells and I’ve tried
three-card monte, but the Rubes got
ontu me the very first time.”
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{ Reflections at s Bachelor*
: From New York Press.
After a girl gets married she isn’t
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Even if marriage is likely to be a
failure, a wedding is always a success
\ Women would scream when they saw
; a mouse even if they wore trousera
The woman who says, “Oh, never
mind me; I’m married,” wouldn't be
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Some men refrain from telling wom
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their feelings.
Some women can never be happy be
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chant. Omaha. trade; consequently can obtain
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Butter. Eggs, Poul- In making returns, and respon*
try. Game, Veal, slble. References? Auy baifk
Hides Etc. In the state.
STEADY
WORK
WE PAY CASH WEEKLY and
want men everywhere to SELL
CTADIf TDCCO milium te-t
OlAim intCOed proven
"absolutely best.”Superb outfits,
now system. STARK BROTHERS,
Louisiana, Mo., Rockport, III.
OMAHA STOVE REPAIR WORKS
Stove Repair! for an; kind of stove made.
1207 DOUGLAS ST., OHAI1A, NEB.
ENSIONS, PATENTS. CLAIMS.
JOHN W.MORRIS,WASHINGTON.DC.
Lata Principal Examiner U. 8. Pension Bureau.
3yrs. in last war, 15 adjudicating claims, a tty. since.
P
Habit Cared Est. In 1171. Thousands
cured. Cheapest and host euro. Fbkk Tri at^
State case. Da. Marsh, Quincy, Mich.
W. N. U., OMAHA—41—1890
When writing to advertisers, kindly
mention this paper.
Riso'scuRt:'f;oR
UUtiti WhhHfc ALL tLbt FAILS.
Cough Byrup. Tastes Good. Use
In time. Sold by druggists.
'S U M PiTION
f
Columbia
BICYCLES
STANDARD OF THE WORLD,
Even if Columbia bicycles were not so
good to look at they would give the same
unequalled satisfaction, delight and con
tent. Only Columbia riders know the
full enjoyment of bicycling.
POPE MFG. CO.,'Hartford, Conn.
Branch Houses and Agencies in almost evs**/ city and town. If Columbias are not
properly represented in your vicinity, let us know.