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- , - - - M '' ft CHAI'TKIt X.-tOontinued.) Such a world of bitterness ml despair lny in her tones thnt Mr. liowyer felt moved lo deeiest pity, ami hi own voice grew tremulous hh he replied: "Ho you think me cruel to Hak so? It in not that I am trying to prove that all riis.rs are closed BKuinst you it Is be en us I want to keep joj with me. When I offered yon escape ami a home I ii'l not at unadvisedly ami without thought. Ami, Ellen, it ha liwo a pleasure as well a a duty to imike you happy; don't tell ine I have failed!" "Forgive me!" alio whispered, humbly. "You are always riht, always good. It in I who am wrong, misguided and un juat." "I don't suppose I ahull keep you al ways" be aaid. "Tell tnehow do you like the Colonel's sou?" "Very much. He i a dear hoy, bo thoughtful and kind, like " I-ike hla father, she hail been going to add, then iuddenly stopped abort. "Anything like the husband you have doubtless pictured to youraelf ?" auiiling alyly. "Husband? He? Oh. Mr. liowyer, urely you forget!" she criel, in horrified surprise. "Do you aerioualy rouuael ui to mKTj Mr. Severn?" Then, starting to her feet, alio broke out impatiently: "We are talking idly; I ahall never marry, and he he baa never dreamed of audi a thing." "Io nut be too ure of that. Hla father oke to nie yesterday, and I told him that on your wedding-day I would give you twenty thousand pound." "I ahall never marry never! You are goodness and generosity itself; but I want no money no moneyonly love." "My dear, there ia no reason you should not have both. The young fellow must apeak for himself." A silence ensued, during which the old fear once more obtruded Itself on the Anglo-Anstralian'a mind. Was she iu ieei guilty of that crime? Imxh and jealousy could, he well knew, transform what might have been angelic to deviltry incarnate. Had such influences worked in her? When Ellen turned round a moment later the saw that be i trembling vio lently, with both bands grasping the aims of bis chair. "You are ill!" she cried, springing up and fetching a decanter hastily from the other room, and pouring aoine brandy Into a glass. He drank about a siKioiiful slowly; then the color, of which every trace bad gone from his face, returned, and he forced a faint smile. 'Hou't be frightened. It la only ner vousness. Some senseless idea seizes my mind ami grows in horror till till 1 lose all control over myself." She opened the window wider and push erf his chuir more forward, ao that he could see out, then went to remind Mrs. I'riolo flint it was time for the invalid to have his soup. Ten minutes later she enme back with It herself. She hud toasted a thin piece of bread for him. too, and was persuading him to try to eat it, when the housekeeper hurst in and dragged the tray so roughly from her liBnds thnt nearly nil the soup was spilled. At the same time she directed such a malicious glance at Kllen that the girl shrunk backward. Mr. liowyer, how ever, turned on her severely. "What do you mean, iiiitdiiinc?" he In quired, sc sternly that Mrs. I'riolo was re called at once to prudence and her senses. With something between a Uiugh and u sob. she stammered an incoherent excuse - the soup was not ready; she had for gotten to flavor it. Then she tied pre cipitately, tray in hand. Kllell, bewildered nnd frightened, with out knowing why, hud also left the room, and was now prone upon her bed, weep ing passionately bitter tears. It seemed as though no one wanted her, no one loved tier-as though in all the wide, wide wml'l there una no such desolate, homeless waif as she. C1IAPTKU XI. In Kllen Warde's sad thoughts the only brightness sprung from her friendship with the Severn. Intuitively uware of the Colonel's interest in her, though to herself she called it only kindly feeling, she could not but like him in return. As to Charlie lie liked her for herself uu iiestioniiigly; and, if she elected to ac cept his love, she thought he would not alter. Hut when in the afterniMiii he came to try his fate, full of happy hoylnsh enthusiasm, tempered with a little boyish shyness, she knew at once that only one llliswer WHS possible. Such a tender light w hs in her eyes as she went to meet him that no wonder the young fellow was deceived for a moment and his heart IcHpcd high with hope. "1 I ii in ao glad you are alone; I want to speak to you. Will you milk a little way with me?" he begged, earnestly. "Kllen, 1 love you! Will )ou be my wifeT A crimson flush rose to her cheeks. Ah, It was sweet, sweeter than she had thought, to hear such words! "I am very sorry," she began. H caught her hands and nearly crush ed them In his strong clasp as the stereo typed words fell upon bis ear. "Don't don't say that," be interrupted, Imploringly, "unless you, wish to break my heart! I lore you so I love you ao! .Yon must not ran not refuse me!" She smiled sadly and shook her bead, tad seid: "If it were only that I do not love you as you deserve to be loved " "You yon love some one else!" he asked, in a low voice. "I might have know n. You are so far above me in ev ery way, I ought to have known I had no chance; I was mad -presumptuous!" "You are no such thing," she retorted, quickly. "Ah, if you only knew, you would say It was I who was unworthy! I Orcat heavens, am I so hypocritical, so false as to appear better than I am is my whole life a deceit?" "If," he said, half hesitatingly, "If I thought you really meant that if I could believe that there was something In your life which perhaps forgive me for say ing so you were ashamed of and did not wish to be known " "Well?" she interrogated, gently, as he hesitated still. "1 would implore you not to let that stand between us. Oh, my darling. It could make no difference. Do you think anything could change or weaken my love?" She smiled sadly, the tears were nearly falling from her eyes. "It is all useless. There is a reason why I shall never marry; but I like you very much, and aui sorry to give you pain." He looked at her In mute distress. "Oood-hy," she said. "(iood-by," he answered, sadly. When she had gone a little way, she turned, and saw that he was sitting on a fallen tree, his head buried in his hands. Some impulse of compassion prompted her to return. She knew so well what it was to suffer, ami to suffer alone. "Don't fret," she said, wistfully, laying her hand gently upon his shoulder. "Nothing is worth audi sorrow." I'or he w as sobbing like a child, and so absorbed in his grief that he had not heard her approach him. She kept her band upon his shoulder to prevent him from rising, and now passed it gently over his curly hair. It was done caressingly, yet It gave him only pain. Something told him that she would never touch him so if she en red for him in the slightest degree. There was no hope for him none! When he ruised his bead she was gone out of sight already. Slowly he rose and wended his way toward home. The Colonel was seated at bis writing table, pen in hand. Kver since his son hud left his thoughts were centered on the scene that was being enacted. When Charlie came in at last the Colo nel looked up inquiringly, but could frame no question nor was it necessary. A sin gle glance told him that the boy'a errand bad been an unsuccessful one. Kor a moment (leorge Severn experi enced a jealous pleasure. The he felt ashamed and repentant. ".My poor boy I am so grieved! Is there no hope?" ".None. I was a fool to fancy I could ever have a chance. She loves some one else. To her I am only a boy." Colonel Severn became strangely ailent. Had Charlie raised hi eyea he must have been aware that the blow which had prostrated him bad not been without its effect upon his father. Hut ho was self absorbed, and saw nothing. "She said there was some secret some reason why she would never marry," he observed ruefully, after a short pause. Severn paced the room for several min utes in agitated silence. When he stopped at length before hi son, bis expression was com posed, and only a little tightness of the lips, a certain hard look in the eyes, might have betrayed to a close ob server how he hud auffereil and was suf fering still. "Yon won't blind my going away for a bit? I don't feel as if I could meet her ag.iiu just yet," said Charlie. "You shall go where you like and do what you like. l'ortmuitely it is no longer a question of ways and means. If you care to go to Paris " "IiOiidou will do well enough. The sea son is not over. Not thut 1 am in the mood for gayeties nt all," le added, quickly. A half smile flitted ncri.ss the elder man's grave face, but It was instantly suppressed. "Then London it shall be," he said, and found it in his heart to wish that he could break away from the chains that humid him. and believe it possible that a little gayety or change might mitigute, even cure, his pain. CHAI'TKIt XII. Mrs. I'riolo had decided on her plan of action. It had flashed upon her In st iinlaneoiisly when, as she snatched away the soup that morning, her eyes lighted for a second, upon Kilen'a white frightened face. Ste had seen In col umns of police news Kaw a previous con viction told against C prisoner, and she resolved she would i,rk on that Idea. With this Idea lu kr brain, she took her work and sat vts Mr. liowyer one afternoon when Kllen was nut sketching. It was Mr. liowyet who by chance opened the subject thfct she was anxious fo discuss. "Where is Kllen T" fc asked. "(June out with he drawing materials. She went out about hour ago." "Ah, sketching is a Brest resource! I am glad she has an occupation to amuse her. Klnce we have been here, 1 don't fancy the child has looked so well. What do you thing. Mrs. I'riolo 7" "It's brooding, Rhe should make an effort to shake it off. You must tell her so, Mr. Bowyer-sfie will Iiste to you. The poor g.rl unui to have taken au una-couutabl dislike to me, and would resent any interference oil my part." "It is the tir.t time I have beard of this dUlike. May I inquire the reason of it?" "Ah, s.or child, that is jealousy, 1 some times think! She has set her heart Uu inheriting your fortune, and fancies" laughing gni ly "that I have designs uje on it, too. Hut she need have no fear of ine! Keforc she came the thought may have crossed my mind that ierh.ips. as I was your only relative, you might remem ber me in your will; but directly Kllen Wnrde appeared 1 relinquished tLe idea without a sigh." "You will tiud that I have not forgotten the faithful servicu of the last ten jears, nor the fact that you were once my brother's wife." "You are too good," murmured Mrs. I'riolo. "Half of my fortune is left to you." "Half!" echoiil Mrs. I'riolo, various emotion mingling in her low excited tone. "Half." went on Mr. Bower, calmly, "will belong to Kllen." The housckec M-r started to her feet, and her work, falling to the ground, whs swept along by her stiff silk gow u as she hurriedly crossed the room. "Have you told her this?" she inquired, laying her hand heavily on his arm. "1 told her that she would have twenty thousand pound when she married," he answered at lust, with an effort. "And you said nothing about your will to her?" "Nothing -so far as I can remember." "Then don't tell her now, I beg and im plore you." The old man could not but be impressed by her manner, though he tried hard to maintain the shrewd judgment and keen insight on which be had formerly prided himself. "I am at a loss to understand your mo tive for speaking so," he remarked, stiflly. "I liRve no motive. We women have very little judgment, and no logic; but we have a weapon of our own to defend ourselves and and those dear to u. In stinct prompted me to say what I did. Kven to myself It seems absurd and un called for. Hut" with a little catch in her voice w hich might have made her for tune had the stage been her profession "don't disregard my warning." Mr. liowyer opened his mouth to speak, but no words came. He was so deeply agitated that he could not even affect composure any longer. Sinking into his chair, he leaned hack with closed eyes and pallid face; while Mrs. Priolo, alarm ed at the effect of her words, hastily fetched her smelling-salts from the mantel-piece, and chafed bla bands, which were Icy cold. "Forgive me!" she said, Impulsively. "I have frightened myself and you need lessly, I am sure. There can be no sense in my fears. Forget all I have said, or dislielleve It." Kllen Warde's voice was beard outside, and lie shrunk back nervously. "You are not well enough to be dis turbed now. Shall I tell Miss Warde not to come in just yet?" asked the house keeper, and he made a gesture of assent. Mrs. I'riolo left the room to carry out her suggestion, and when she returned, utterly exhausted by the mental conflict, be bad fallen Into a deep sleep. CHAPTER XIII. "And so you sent my poor boy away?" Colonel Severn was the speaker. He had strolled over to the Dower House one evening after dinner, and he and Ellen Warde had been in the dimly lighted sitting-room alone. At first they talked only of generali ties, but the Colonel suddenly broached the subject of which both had been think ing; and Ellen's pale face flushed crim son as she answered: "I could not help it indeed it could not have been otherw ise. I hope you are not angry with me?" "Angry? No." "I forgot," she said, bitterly, "most probably you thought It a subject of self cotigratulation that your son had es caped marriage with one of whom you know absolutely nothing." "Miss Warde, how can you do me such injustice? For my son's sake I was sin cerely grieved I could not have wished for him a sweeter wife; of for my own sake I was Hellishly glad, can't you un derstand thnt it would have been hard for me to lose a friend, even though at the same moment I gained a daughter?" Ellen's heart beat a little faster, re sponsive to the meaning in bis tone, hut there was no outward sign of confusion. "You see," went on the Colonel, with rather a comical expression about his mouth, "I have never felt the need of a daughter; the possession of one would doubt less add to the comfort of my old age but I don't feel thut approaching yet." "Of course not. You are quite young. It seemed absurd to think of you as the father of your sotj " "I was forty-tve a month ago; but somehow I have never felt so young as lately. Do you k-iow. Miss Warde, that when I returned from India, gray-haired veteran as I may seem to you, 1 had never been ill love?" Was it the flickering light that made the girl seem so pale? Only for n moment. (Quickly alio recovered herself, and laugh ed lightly as she replied: "Do you expect pity for thuf? Why, I think you are to be envied, having hud no doubts and feais, no disappointments, no sentimental trouble of any sort." "Is that your real opinion?" he naked her gravely. "Do you really think that love is of so little worth that the pains and penalties which accompany It some times are too heavy a price lo pay." "It does not matter what I think," she said; "my future is decided, and love him no part in it." "I beuid from Charlie to-day. I fancy he is enjoying himself in spile of his re solve to be miserable. His friends seem to belong to rather a reckless set. I only hope they won't lend him into any mis chief." "Why. what do you fear for him?" asked Ellen. "Nothing definite. I supise It is a parent's privilege to he anxious without reason. There is an actress " "Do you object to bis associating with her?" asked Ellen, looking steadily Into his face. "I don't think It will do him any goof. An actress leads a lifo of spurious excite ment that must necessarily " "Slop!" cried Ellen, raising her band with au imperious gesture. "I have been an actress myself. Don't say anything you might regret." "I have offended you beyond recall," he declarei, so humbly that, if she had felt any wrath, It must have melted away; "but t waa speaking carelessly, and on a subject of which 1 know nothing. Itemember I have, been all my life In India, and am naturally old-fashioned and narrow In my views. They are sub verted from this moment. The mere fact of your having adopted it makes the pro fession one worthy of auy woman to fol low." "Is not that lather a sudden conver sion?" smiled Kllen. archly, touched, in spite t,f herself, by his earnestness. "It is not the less sim-ere. I think you must Lave seen, Miss Warde, how high you stand lu my opinion how 1 a ioiirf and revere you. In uiy eyes you could do no'hir.g w rong. There is no one whose friendship would be bo dear to utv since I must ak no more." He was deeply moved, and felt it a re .lief when Mr. I'riolo entered to say that Mr. liowyer would like to see the Colonel lief'ore be left. Directly she was alone Kllen sunk mion a nofa and buried her face in her hands. Presently she heard Colonel Severn's footsteps on the stairs, then passing along the hall. Some one opened the outside door for him. and closed it. He was gone gone without a word of farewell! Whs this the first fruits of her mad con fcfcsioti? Mrs. I'riolo heard the girl's sobs, and entered iioiw lesxly. For a w hile she stood I, n. king down at her pitilessly "How could such u wretch ex-ct mercy?" thought the woman. "Mr. liowyer is waiting for you to say g'MMl-nighi," she said, at last, sharply. "Are j mi coming?" "I will go now. I did not know it was so late." "Not with that face, I should hope. It hsiks as If you hud something on your mind. Curiosity is aroused already by your strange behavior; don't let it become an net mil suspicion, unless, of course" with a sniH-r "your past life will bear looking into." The girl's pale scared face was turned toward her tormentor In agonized sus pense, as she turned out the gas, and both were left in darkness. Was it Ellen's excited fancy, or did she really hear a whisper three words mut tered in a low malicious tone, but cruelly distinct "I ler own sister!" CHAI'TKIt XIV. To open one's eyes on a pleasant sunny morning, when a balmy breeze is blowing and birds are singing In the trees, gives a curious sense of unreality when the pre ceding night has been a wakeful one and terrible with dire forebodings. So it was with Ellen Warde, as when the breakfast bell rang, she went down stairs singing softly to herself, fastening a crimson rose Into her belt as she en tered the room, which relieved her from the necessity of encountering the house keeper's glance. "Itless my heart, you're looking fine and gay this morning! Have you heard good news?" was asked, bluntly. "No; but I have received some good advice, and moan to profit by it." "Humph! It's well for those who can forget. There's some who have no right to be happy and contented like other folk." "I hope yon don't mean yourself, Mrs. Priolo. I should be sorry to think you were one of those." "I'll tell you who is!" cried Mrs. Priolo; but before another word could leave her lips, Mr. Bowyer's entrance created a diversion. "What is this?" he asked, testily. "Is breakfast not ready? The bell rang some time ago." Kllen jumped up lightly and drew his chair to the table. "Mrs. Priolo was just going to tell me a story. Slip-must re serve It for some other time," she ex plained, with a pleasant smile; then, turning to the housekeeper, who was white with rage "If you will go and hurry them in the kitchen, I will make the tea for my uncle." A defiant emphasis was laid on the last word; and Mrs. Priolo had no choice but to leave the room, as requested. (To be continued.) A Baby's Peculiar Name. The happy parents of a new baby who lived In Southern Indiana took their Infant to church to be baptized. The baby was being raised "by hand," nnd where It went its bottle went also. After the arrival of the christening party at church nu accident happened. The nozzle of the milk bottle came off and the buby's nice new dress was soaked all down Its long front. This annoyed the parents, but nothing could la done, as the time for the ordinance hail arrived. When the parents stood before the clergyman, the Imby in its mother's arms, he looked at the damp dress with a good deal of apprehension, and to satisfy bis curiosity tin; mother whis pered: "Nozzle came off." The minister did not seem to under stand, and turned Inquiringly to the I'd ther, who said a little more loudly. "Nozzle came off." Tim good man understood this time, or ut least he 1 bought he did. He took the liuliy In his arms, sprinkled his fore head Willi baptismal water and sol emnly said, before anybody could cor rect him; "Nozzlecameoff Snyder. I baptizu thee." etc. etc.- .1 tlilge. Japanese Krlilcs. When n Japanese girl Is about to be come a bride, she Is counted as dead to her own pn rents. On the eve be fore thv wedding she Is borne out of her father's house clad lu white gar ments;, the prescribed mourning color; mid as much formality Is observed as would be If she were really deceased. The bouse Is then purified by sweeping nnd dusting and airing. As the girl en ters the enclosure of her new nome, tw o lighted torches guide her In the right direction, nnd, as soon as the cortege bus passed within the wnlls, these are extinguished simultaneously. After the Hclieiirsa I. Author Hy the way, Deepvolcc, there's a point to which I should like to cull your attention.' Deepvolce (the villain) Well? Author Where I make the heroine say to you: "Do your worst!" I do not Intend the rerun rk to be a stngo direc tion In regard to your acting. Truth. The Irfiat Straw. He (Jocularly) What makes you so miserable? You look as though your greatest enemy had got married." She-It's worse than that Rhe'a got her decrco of divorce. New York World. WOIiX IiV THE WOMEN BOME OF THE VERY LATEST IDEAS IN DRESS. The, Go.lrt fkirt Ia Fiuhtiog for Ita Hold on Women's Favoi New Cape and Kodice Yellow Trimming MaskeJ with Luce. FuHhion's Giddy Fancies, Sew York corres(onieuce: KJHTINCi for its hold on women's favir is the godet skirt, ami pretty suvejsfully, too, as Is proven by consideration of the present ne-w skirt, which seems not so new, after all. It tiLs close over t h e hips, falls in somewhat dimin ished godets be low, and at the back is gathered at the waist Into several outeetting organ pipes. The godet effect from the hiw and In front seejuis out of favor, lntt in general ap pearance the new skirt looks much like the one it succeexlu. Here it Is be side the Initial, pictured in its extreme wldrli and with a narrow panel of black satin on either side of the front breadth. The stuff is finely strijx-d suit lug, which for the IxHlice is fashioned Into a tasteful Jacket. It has an over lapping front fastening with horn but tons, which are also used on the cir cular basque. The latter is wide enough to close in front. A white sat in pointed collar finishes the plain slock, and a silk tie ends In a small sarkir knot. The sleeves are conven tional, consisting of large puffs and fitted cuffs. Speaking of styles In sleeves, It can be said that the new sleeves show more of a change from styles Just past than the new skirt does. One sort that seems likely to be generally worn la the Huguenot, which Is slashed to allow Inside puffery to esoa.pe. With our summer dresses we are to have the dearest little capes of duck, linen or muslin. Protection? Not much; but that la just the advantage. Lors of times It Is ao hot that one really doesn't want any outer garment for the street, and yt a gown minus some cov ering does not look right. A little shoul der cape of duck, or of wash stuff to match the gown will be Just the thing to take off the bareness and yet not be uncomfortably warm. Capes for this purpose may be richly embelllalied, If the wearer likes that, but with dresse that are not elaliorate a plain caie is In much better taste. In the second picture a novel cape i shown. It Is of the same stuff a the drew, its medlci collar Is lined with fancy silk, its fronts are ornamented with buttons and all fullness is disposed In godet pleats. A strap through which each arm slijis holds the garment in place. The cos tume with which It goes, or perhais It Is more accurate to say of which It is a part, ia made of grnulle colored mo hair. Ita wide kirt Is stiffened at the hem nnd Is trimmed with a fancy strap and button on either side of the front breadth. The Jacket bodice Is fitted, and its diagonal front is ornamented with buttons. The sleeves are only moderately wide. All the edges are machine stitched and the buttons are tinted Ivory. It Is all very well to say that we are tired of spangles, but fhe imported dresses go on sporting them. It may lie true thnt theae dresses are the ones that served last season as models In foreign parts your friends who "go over" every year may be moan enough to say so, but spangles are certainly going to blare another yenr here. Here THE FIRST CAPE OF ITS KIND. A I10DICB THAT IS OI ITE AS NIC W. III the neit picture is a dress that fair! advertises its own newness, Jet the fronts of Its novel Jacket bodk-e show a very rich embroidery of spangles and silk. The l; lire's material is green cloth, it i.a u tilted back and loose front, and its bawjue is slashed at the sides. , small vest with plain stock nihil- of green silk shows at the top, and biik soutache edges the Jacket. It is a familiar type of tuHian-toque that to the woman of the fourth sketch, one that in this instance waa made of light green and brown mixed straw. Four upright ends of green rib bon and a bunch of pink crus-hed roses trimmed the trout, more roses were put along the sides, and at the back a clus ter of leaves and a knot of lace fell over the hair. A hat for this dress would hardly be harmonious unless its trim- YELLOW TRIMMING THAT IS MASKKD WITH LACE. mlngs contained some lace, because lace entered so freely into the sobeniis of the gown's ornameutatdon. To be gin with, Its goods was golden-brown cloth and skirt showed a panel of lace over straw-colored silk on each side. Gray was never more used than this season. It is combined with all sorts of color, a favorite notion being the heavy veiling In gray chiffon of a brilliant color of satin. Taffeta in baby blue with pink roses Is made with skirt of taffeta showing pink at the seams, and with a bodice having the sleeves of taffeta and the front and back of rose satin draped with chiffon of blue so heavily pleated that the rose hardly gleams through. The rule for black dresses Is, as usual, to have their trim mings of the unobtrusive sorts, though that does not mean that It may not whow originality. All Is, It must not cry out to the multitude, "I am Just out of the box; look at me!" The final gown to engage the artist's attention was made of black satin, and Its trimming certainly could not be considered en tirely conventional, yet It In no way overste'pped the bounds that good taste sets about a dress of black. Its skirt was bordered at the hem with a row of Jet buttons above which was ornamen tation of cord passementerie. The Jack et bodice's short ripple basque was lined with cream silk, and was cut away In front, beginning at the shoul ders, to show a gathered vest of cream silk finished with a folded stock col- IN 11I.ACK TASTEFULLY TRIMMED. lar. The edges of shoulder swims and fronts were embroidered with Jot and spangles and two velvet rosettes, each wltih a rhlmxtone button In the center, finished the left front. Any plain black satin can be revived to a fair degree of fahlonal)leness by the application of trimming. If It la au itching for bro endttt that leads the possessor of a satin skirt to tire of It, let her buy a couple of yards of handsome brocade, cut out all the figures and applique them, outlining in gold or color. The effect will be arttetically rich and the transformation complete. Now that the new parasols are on vlow It becomes apparent thnt even If lam yenr'e parasol would do, It's got the chiffon ruffles In the wrong place. This wnon the dressiest parasols will have row on row of fluffy frills on the under side of the jsarasol. This is be coming and reasonable. If It should rain the parasol is not ruined, the only trouble Is that this arrangement neces sitates a bulging of the parasol when clotted that looks a little queer at first, but H doulrtiloss will come to seem sty lish. Now, to confess, the truth, It does remind one ft good deal of an emigrant's "bunnler-ihoot," stuffed with odds and ends that ought to be put In a bag. Copyright, 1808. Dr. Bridge, the famous London or ganist, lives In the Littllngton tower of th abbey cloister and sleeps In the old prior's bedroom, which bears the date of 1804. lie Is an enthusiastic angler, , 1 ' f ft l I