THE SIOUX COUNTY JOURNAL.
L J. SIMMONS, mf,
TARRISOX.
NEBRASKA.
Cuba hi T1I1 experleiKirif those se
vere hooting pal us.
This thing of lifo-eavlng ml be car
ried too far. Alfred Austin, poet lau
reate, has been rescued from drowning.
The late shah of Persia bequeathed
his entire harem to his personal friends.
8 hah, that's a queer idea of friend
ship. When VVeyler nays the Cuban are
"hard on the run" be ought to know
from the difficulty he has to keep safely
la front.
Tmm twe words sound a anea allki
that assay errers occurred, eaaatsg M
rtous accidents; so, years ago, aa sedat
of tbe British Admiralty discontinue
the um of "larboard" and substitute
-port."
When the comic Illustrated JournaU
showed some years ago bow the base
ball players of the future would supply
the pitcher's place with a mortar 4
cannon for throwing the ball they dreaj ;
better than tbey knew. The Princeton, i
team will hereafter use a gun to shoot i
the ball at the batter. It is evident
that the rough and tumble success of
foot-ball has stirred the diamond fel
lows up to im-rcase the risk of life and !
limb In their game.. If they succeed
In making It really hazardous we may !
expect to see future foot-ball players !
with steel spikes In the toes of their
shoes and brass knuckles with which
to malm each other.
The Prince de Chimay has eloped
with a fiddler, but K U not positively
settled yet whether she will Its-tore or
elevate the stage.
Toe brilliant series of scandals at the
Senna n court makes Berlin a splendid
place In which to publish a New York
Sunday newspaper.
About one hundred San Francisco
"ladies" disgraced the Kltwlmmoim
Rbarkey prize flght with their presence.
Happily no real "women" were prewent.
Another Philadelphia hetreaut ha
married a "titled foreigner," and it ap
pears she was not satisfied with the J
matrimonial returns until she got an j
official count. .
The Spanish premier gays this is "a
nation of shopkeepers and tradesmen."
Then he need not be surprised if he sees
Cuba on Uncle Sam's bargain counter
ene of thee days.
A Chicago woman who married a
Baltimore man has been refused a de
cree of divorce under peculiarly dis
tressing circumstances. In her blU she
alleges that her spouse showed after
marriage a serious falling off In those
courtesies common between man and
wife and which add the perfume to
make life worth living. For instance,
be has been In the habit of preoodlng
her In and out of conveyances wthou(
assisting her to enter or leave; be did
not remove his hat when with ber In
elevators, and on one occasion while be
was asleep he struck her In the face.
All of which proves that the only way
for a Chicago woman to enjoy perfect
married happiness is to marry a Chica
go man, for they are never guilty of
such breaches of decorum.
Ocean passenger rates from Europe j
to New York have Just been advanced j
$15. Gotham girls who hope to pick up j
matrimonial titles this season will have 1
to advance money for passage, as the 1
Increase In rates is practically pmhib- '
itive.
A eoKtermonger. as legally defined in
London, is a "street seller of perishable
goods." An itinerant dealer who sells
anything like crockery, or oi l clothes,
or books from a barrow is a "pitcher."
It took an afternoon of argument in
London police court to decldo C:'S im
portant matter.
Congressman Colson of kenijcky,
' while on a train going to Washington
was forced to whip an irate parent who
mistook him for an accessory to an j
elopement. Mr. Couton performed so j
creditably and with such convincing I
force that he can be reasonably assured j
of respectful attention when he enters 1
the broader pugilistic arena In ("on- j
grees. j
The original occupation of the lien
tamer havinp become extinct because
all the visible supply of lions in eai-
f tivity has been pathetically tamed. It
j is gratifying to note that a new use ha
i been found for the peculiar talents of
j this masterful man. An Inmate of the
j State prison at Columbus, Ohio, whose
picturesque outbursts of violence have
won for him the sobriquet "Demon"
and four years of close confinement,
j has tteen subjected to the mollifying !n-
fluence of a retired "tamer," and Is now
j able to mingle with his fellow-convicts
j and not become unpleasantly bolster-
ous. The "Demon's" absorbing passion
, formerly was to disintegrate peop'e
with any weapons, either artificial or
S natural, that were most convenient.
Now he Is content to contemplate life
! without making an effort to extinguish
; It. The success of this lion tamer opens
I up a promising fr'd for others of Hi
: class, and perhaps atrons will rise 'tp
even outside the p.lson walls.
. The presence in Chicago of several S
hundred Bohemians wboaresaid to be on j
the verge of starvation, at a time when (
the organization of charitable projects 1
has Dearly reached Us perfection, calls J
to mind John Boyle O'Reilly's cutting j
satire:
The organized charity, scrimped and iced, t
In the name of a cautious, statistical
Christ.
There is so remarkable an interrela
tionship of families In Powell County.
Ky., that on the trial of a case In the
Circuit Court, when the judge asked
the Jurymen If any of them were relat
ed to the plaintiff or defendant, nearly
the entire panel rose and left the box.
The Boones, who trace tlieir descent
from the great bear slayer, are among
these families.
According to official reports the popu
lar use of telephones, as compared with
the URe of the telegraph, is In the ratio
of 10 to 1. In 1894 the number of tele
graph messages cent In the United
States wm in round figures 73,000,000.
while the telephone waa used 750.000.
000 time. The latter, of course, Includ
ed messages) In cities and between
short-distance points, but the reports of
the companios also show that long-distance
telephony is growing with amaz
ing strMes. The welpte of the tele
graph companies are already beginning
to feel the effect of this new form of
competition, where the sender and re
ceiver of messages have the advantage
of personal and direct communication
CHAPTER XVII.-Continued.)
Lotoustowe is a plars which would ap
pear a perreet psrsflias to most young
girls, and that even Susie cannot refrain
from acknowledging is the most beautiful
she has ever seen. Miss Gennett scrom
psnies Lord aad Lady Luton, and Susie
finds that her mother Is estsbliahed as
housekeeper in th latter place. The
yonng mistress of Lutonstowe is deter
mined to find out all she csn about the
first wife, on the subject of whom her
husband has forbidden her to speak to
him. She searches Lutonstowe through
from sttic to basement to try sud find
some memento or portrait of her prede
cessor, but without effect. Everything
belonging to her has been destroyed.
One day, when her husband bad (tone
out rabbit shooting with s friend, Susie
gets old Mrs. Gennett alt to herself, and
questions her without reserve.
"Why are the fly-leaves of these books
i torn out, Mrs. Gennett? To whom did
they belong?" she commences,. determined
to so straight to the point.
"My dear lady!" cries the old creature,
who is too feeble to do anything but wag
her tongne, "they was the find Ijidy
Luton's, to be sure, and bis lordship, he
tore 'em all to pieces in his rage,"
"And I suppose it is because he cared
for Lady Luton so much thst be waa so
angry "
"Cared for 'er, my lady! I should think
he did care poor laddie! Why, when he
first brought 'er home to Lutonstowe I
thought 'e would 'ave eat Vr np! They
was never spsrt, dsy nor nirht. And my
lord would 'ave shod 'er feet with gold
if she could 'are walked in it."
"She was very pretty, wasn't she'-"
"Well, she was 'andsome-like. my lady
not pretty; but such a temer. I thought
we should 'ave 'ad murder in the house
sometimes. I've seen 'er take off bis
lordship's 'at and trample it to Doth in'
in 'er rage. And one day she flung ber
wine glass and all, across the table in
'is fare before the very servants, my
lady!"
"How could he have loved such a wem-
sinks down at the foot of a giant oak. snd
begins to ery. Poor little Susie, ahe is
but s baby yet in some things, sud she
is bitterly disappointed. Aud so she cries
without restraint, though not quite so pri
vately at sbe imagines, for in s fe
minutes she hears s very soft snd kind
voice asking her the reason of her grief,
sud, starting to her feet, finds herself con
fronted by two ladies, who sre standing
by the tree. One is a very old womsa,
with silvery white hair, aud a wrinkled
fare; the other, oa whose arm ahe leans,
is younger, though near middle age, and
ahe looks sa gentle as ber friend. Susie
is drawn toward them inatantly, and wish
es she could tell them of ber trouble. The
ladies look startled as she lifts ber lovely
face to theirs. They have seldom seen
any one so perfectly pretty snd innocent
looking before.
"Dear child," says the older Isdy, in a
sympathetic tone, "what is the matter
with yon? Have you lost snything, or
done snything wrong? Your sobs went
to my heart."
lou sre very kind, madam, replies
Susie, catching her breath, "and it is very
f.iolish of me to break down like this in
s public place, but I am rather unhappy
that is all.
"I it nothing in which we can belli
"Kb did, Margaret, but allowiug fwr a
little fashionable eisggeraliou. ber ac
count was nothing out of the way. But
M I sut surprised, my dear, I am sliH I dou. snd now
more delighted, I never uiet a more win
ning yuuug creature iu my life. She ap
pears to be simplicity itself, sod if she
cannot charm my poor Philip back to s
better life I ahall think he is Wat in
deed." CHAPTER XIX.
Meanwhile the good advice given to ber
by tbe Isdies iu the wood does not influ
ence Susie very long. At first she ia in
clined to think that ahe baa been foolish
aud apt to exaggerate hx grievances, but
a return to Lutonstowe and the presence
of ber husband brings uck sll ber feara
with redoubled force.
Lord Luton finds Susie, just st the wsne
of sn April afternoon, sitting listlessly un
the hearthrug, with her bsuda clasped
upou ber knee.
"Why, how ia this, my dsrliug?" be
exclaims, aa be takes a sest beside her.
I
yon !
an? She moat have been hateful!" cries
Susie indignsntly.
"Well, he was angry with 'er then, snd
I think for the first time, my Isdy; fur
it hurt his pride, you se. But, they'd
made It up in half an boor, and was as
lovin' as ever. And my belief is as 'e'd
I forgive 'er even cow if b was to come
' across r." .
1 Susie gasps for bresth. Her colo
, comes ana goes lis a name, sue can
resist the impulse that overwhelms b
i no longer. She pots ber hesd down upon
i her arm, and bursts Into tears. Thi
then, is the end of ber dream to make bis
The social game between the Vander
bllts and the Astors in London is grow
ing exciting. The former led off with
two princes and a princess, and the lat
ter have now played a duke, a marquis,
a princess and a few viscounts thrown
In for good measure. All this does no
harm, while it amuses a good many
people and makes business good for
London tradesmen.
It is reported that a new syndicate bits fut,re such a glory that be should entirely
enterea me new with the announced j ignore the past
intention of competing with tie lont ' "Mrs. Gennett," she ssya, presently, "I
distance company for public patronage. ! want to go into the room that is kept
Independent local exchanecs. which , locked tn first floor.
now number uearlv 1.00a sr. to l m imi' 1 " ao TK"n
uected by long-distance win, and the
you shouldn't grstify ynorsclf. It
It is conceded that the task of squish
ing tne trusts and combines is a diffi
cult one, but there is no reason to be
lleve that it Is an impossible one. There
are ways to reach them and compel
them to respect the rights of the peo
ple. The circumstances under which
they are able to exercise arbitrary and
oppresslre power can be changed by
legislation and by the resolute action
of the courts.
Kmperor William's enthusiastic ad
miration of the German ruler appears
to be almost matched at last by one of
Iris admirals). Yon llollmann. This
seafaring warrior In a speoch In the
Reichstag declared that the aailors of
the wrecked cruiser litis, who went
down to death cheering the Kmperor.
were by that act praying to God, aa the
Emperor was Ood's representative. The
. doctrine of the divine right of kings
hast been losing Its potency In recent
yaar. but this reassertlon of Its exist
ss exceeds even the extravagant
rilw made centuries ago. Rmperor
Wlllaiu should be mightily pleased by
tfca episode, for It sustain hi own opin
ion ott the subject, which he baa ei
proaaed, although In more rolled lan
guagc, on frequent occasion.
The word's "starboard" and "lar
board." a need In the nautical vocabu
lary, are front the Italian word quest
hwrda. mesnlsf ' ths !c," and quulU
terata "mat aM4e." Abbreviated, these
fAmasa appear aa tfa borda and la
ttrU. usl hy coemption of language
Vtrt mm nMerer '"starboard" aad
"trxT hy IfiniJlah sailor
entire coinMry is tf, l)e furnished with
a uetwork of arteries for verba com
munication. The re-ent expiration of
the main Bell patents and the present I
assault on the Berliner jwitent by the
Government are apparently reapormibl"
for thin priwis-ctive competition with
the older concern. Public interest iu
the development of long-distance tele-;
phony is centered iu tlx1 dual question
of rale and ervi-e. To be-me gen
uinely popular telephone 'service must .
lie cheapened. This Is partktilarly true
of long-distance service. In which the
present Kite are practically prohibit- ;
ory, except for Important buxlnem mes-'
sages or Iu the cose of the comparative. '
ly wealthy. There is no valid reason
why theate rates should continue In this
era of development ami cheapened coet
of material and construction. f com
petttiou will bring long-dltau-e tel- i
pbony within reach of the massee It will
be s distinct public gain.
The Turtle.
What a strange animal tile turtle is!
How strsnge tha Ita skeleton should
cover it. Instead of being Inside of It as
ours is! It cau draw all parte of Its
lxxly Into this, box ami shut It away
from every one. Openings are left in
the front and back of the box, through
which It thrusta otrt lt head, tall and
hits.
There are two cla of turtles; laud
turtle and water turtle. The land tur
Uea generally go by the name of tor
toise. They are of more value than
the others, aa many beautiful articles
are made from their sheila, such a
combs, handles for knives, and cyi-
glaas rims. i
It I auppoaed Umt tortoises live to a '
very old ae. None of these animals
Ilka cold weMUer. Tbe tortoise bslesi
awa under leaves sud logs; some bur- OHAITKIt XVIII
row down Into loose, dry earth, where : pw,r Susie lies swake sll night, and is
they sleep, until warm weather conies. : sueb a picture of pallid woe ui the morn
Orsext turtles, that live In the ocean, j log that Lord Luton is alarmed by tbe
are conafclered very flue eating. Som- 1 aVa tnat "n ""' be HI- He urges her
of these green turtles are very
'er room, as doubtless you kuuw; sud
lordship have give orders to me to kceii
it locked ever since; but if so be yon wish
to see it, you shsll."
She hobbles a war, clinking ln-r hunch
of keys ss she speaks, aud totally ignor
ant of the pain she has infljcied with
every word, snd Susie follows her, with a
sinking heart, as if ahe were going to her
death.
She throws tbe abutters open, and the
dayliulit stresms into Magdnlena'a bou
doir. Susie glances round her and turns
sick st heart. She seems at once to
fathom tbe distance between the love
which Lord Luton bore for the woman
fur whom he fitted up this boudoir, and
the love which be bears for herself. It is
a perfect gem. There is only one picture
in the room a balf-lengtb portrait of
Lord Luton himself, painted in oils, which
occupies a niche above the sofa. It is the
work of a Koyal Academician, and Susie
gsxes at it with eyes full of tears.
now use it is to mm: slie exclaima,
enthusiastically. "Ob, 1 iiiiihI ank Ixird
Luton if be will not give me this charm
ing picture for myself! I should so val
ue it Were all these hers?" asks Susie,
shrinking somewhat from a small round
table of exquisite Florentine mosaic,
which is piled with costly toys of every
description.
"Yes, my lady. And to think she could
ruu swsy sud leave 'em sll! Heaven help
the poor cresture, she must 'ave been
rigbt off 'er 'bead! But it's sn ill wind
that blows no one good, they ssy; and
yon are the lucky woman as hsve stepped
Into her shoes, my lady."
"Yes! I in the lucky woman," repeats
Snaie niecbsnically, as Mrs. Gennett
locks tbe door of the boudoir sgsin, and
hobbles down stairs.
Lady Luton thinks herself a very lucky
woman indeed, as she wslks slowly to
her bed-room, half blinded by the tears
with which ber eyes sre filled. She
throws herself down upon the costly sstin
coverlet of her bed, and sheds the bitter
est fesrs her young life has yet cslled
forth.
larae.
welgMiif all or seven hnndred smtids
Their heads are as lare aa the head -f
a man.
Etnlfratlou frvni Irelausi U said now
to bare auBk to Its lowest ebb pine the
rear UB1, t. , . ..
to go out Into the country.. snd set fresh
air. She catches up her hat, and wanders
awsy into the wood that encircle Ln ton
stows. It I a lovely spring morning
balmy enough, to tempt sny one ont Into
the pale, pure snuhlne.
At last ber sad thoughts seem to com
amnieato their weakness o ber limb.
ansV feeling ahe . g no further, she
'Oh. no, madsm, indec 3." nnjn Suaie,
blnshiug crimson. "Yon see." ahe con
tinues, glancing down at her dress, which
ia richly trimmed with fur. "I have every
thing I could desire, and this pain
pressing her band upon her poor littl
heart, "ia something in w hich no one cau
share."
'Except God," replies the old lady
gravely; and then noticing the ungloved
baud which Suaie has raised to ber breast.
she aaya: "la it possible that you are
married woman at your aire?"
"Yes; I am married. I have been mar
ried eight months, replies Suaie, aa the
tcara well up again into her swollen eyes.
"lou are very young to have taken such
resiKinsibility upon yourself, my dear,
say the old lady. "I have no right even
to nigh to know the renion of your tears.
but I may hope that they bare no serious
cause to flow."
"I think It ia s serious cause, and I
nave ni ..u.'ection to telling it to you,
though I (lure say you will call uie very
silly," aayi Susie, hoping in her heart of
hearts that she will say so; "hut tbe fact
is, my husband has been married before,
and I faucy he thinks a great deal more of
his first w ife than be does of me."
The ladies smile. It seems absurd that
sny msn could fail to appreciate such
beautiful specimen of young womanhood
as stands before them.
"Oh! my dear, that is indeed silly!" ex
claims the former speaker. "Many wives
have doubtless thought the same before
you, but it is s great error. For the love
snd remembrsnce that s man holds for
the desd are so different from those be
offers to the living, that they cannot be
compared. Besides which, it is a sacred
duty to remember those who have goue
before us. Your bnaband would nut be a
good man if he did not do so."
Din ane ia not ueau. cries nnaie, in
her anxiety to defend ber own conduct.
ot dead r inquire t lie ladies simul
taneously.
No! I wouldn I mind so much if she
was dead but abe left him and he di
voreed ber. But he is always thinking of
her, though be never says anything, and
It makes me wretched. But why should
I tell you sll this?" the girl continues,
wildly; "what would Philip sny if he
knew I had spoken of him in this way to
s stranger? Oh, I pray, pray forget it sll.
I think I must have been out of my mind
to say so much."
The ladies regard each other significant
ly. Then the elder one speaks aguin, in a
low. sweet Yoi-e.
"My dear young lady; do not regret
having placed your confidence in me. I
assure you 1 shall respect it. and all the
more than I think I csn guess who you
arc, and can say that I am your hus
huud' friend."
"Do you know my Philip?" cries Susie,
with sparkling eyes.
"I know Iord Luton. If h is (aa I
guessl your Philip, but I did not know
thst he had won so innocent and un
sophisticated a little wife for himself. I
did not even know that he had returm-d
to Lutonstowe. Take heart. Lady Luton.
The memory of that bad wouiau can never
lie allowed to embitter your life. Philip
I mean Lord Luton however careless he
may be could never prove as unworthv
of you as that. She was essentially a
bad woman, who msde him unhappy in
every possible wsy, aud if he remembers
her, it can only be with scorn snd loath
ing. Aud now you must do me a favor In
your turn. Do not mention our meeting
to your husband. We have not met for
years. And may heawen blesa you, my
dear, and make your way straight sud
plain before you! Gosl by."
The ladies turn to leave as she speak.
but Susie detains them.
Shall I not see you sgain. niadtim?
You have spoken so kindly to me. I
should so much like to see you sgain."
Poor child! Are you beginning al
ready to be dependent for sympathy on
strangers? I csnnot tell you if we shall
meet again. My daughter sometimes
brings me ou fine days to this wood. If
it should happen yon are here also, we
msy see each other. Bnt I cannot go to
Lctoimtowe. Lord Luton has gathered
friends around him of lste yesrs, such as
I csn neither countenance nor associate
with, aad h has broken np our intimacy.
nut cnance msy yet bring you snd iue
together sgsin."
Ko ssying the mysterious old Isdy an li
ters slowly awsy, leaning on her daugh
ter's arm. while Kiiste turns in the ouimv
site direction, and proceeds home.
A soon as the strangers are out of ear
shot, the younger say to the elder:
Well, mother! are yon not sumrised?
If this is Philip' wife, bow wonderfully
ws have been deceived! Did not Lady
Monntwarren tell yoo ha had married an
actress of thirty, who murdered Rngllsh. j
snd palntri' to ths nves?"
"They tell me you are ill. Do you fee
any pain or weakness. Susie? Is there
snything really the matter with you?"
"If you loved me," cries the girl with
sob, 'I could be hsppy snywhere. bu
when I know thst your thoughts sre s
given to others, I feel aa if I should
mad or die."
"Suaie," says Lord Luton gravely.
csn only suswer tbst you sre lsborin
uuaer aonie great mistake. How sre my
thoughts given to others? Have I nut
laviahed ou you as much love sa it ia i
my nature to give a woman? Have I not
endowed you with all that I posaeaa?
call heaven to witness thst there is not
thing which it is in my power to giv
you which should not be yours for tl
Bulling."
I rove it to me, then," cries the excited
girl, springing to ber feet. "Prove th
words you have jut cslled heaven to wit
ness. Give me the picture of yourael
thst hangs in the octagon boudoir."
At mis request lxird I.utoii rises a
hastily sa herself. He looks aa though
he were dazed by the knowledge ah
evinces.
'What!" he exclaims, woiidermgly
what ia it you asy? The picture in the
octagon boudoir! Who bss dared to tsk
you into that boudoir or show you lha
picture?"
"I have dared," she answers, defiantly
vn 1 not l.ady I.uton, aud the itiistresa
of this house? Who is to order w here I
siu to go or not to go?"
i win, says ner nushanU tlnuly. ton
sre the mistres of this house, but I sin
the master of the mistress, and I forbid
you entering a room which 1 have ordered
to be kept locked up."
1 Uen 1 liave entered it, and you i-aunot
undo what I have done. You said just
now, I.uton. that there was not a thiui:
which it was in your power to cive me
which should not be mine for the naking
vteu, i auk you for that picture: 1 want
It for my own. Will you tire it to me '
"I will not," he answers, slinking hia
head "If you want a ionrait of uie
will have another painted, twice ss good,
if it so pleases you; but 1 will not give
you that one. I have tuy own reasons for
not giving it to you."
"W hat are they?"
"I cannot tell you."
"But I cau tell you," replies tbs girl
with eyes that flash tire upon him. "It
is because you had that portrait paiuted
for her, the false, wicked woman, who
betrayed your love and vour name aud
your honor. It is becsuse you keep every
thing thai belonged to her loeked tip iu
thst very room, and will allow no other
hands to touch them but your own. It is
because you lof the very memory of tbe
w ife who thought so little of you or your
presents that ahe left them all for the
sake of a man she had only known a
mouth. And that is what you call your
love tor me! You ought to hsve been
ashamed to offer any honest woman tbe
drega of such a heart. 1 will nut forgive
you, she cries, shrilly; "1 will never for
give you for taking me sway from rny
father and my profession, snd everything
I loved, for such s fstc ss this. To be
the substitute for a wretched woman who
was not fit to sit m tbe same room with
me! lo serve as a distraction from your
thoughts of her! To be your wife, nothing
more, while she still reigns in your heart
snd claims your reiueniliraui-e and regret!
Oh, I bate you for it!I hate you for it!"
And with this assertion on her litis.
Lady Luton rushes from the room, leav
ing her husband half paralysed by il.e
vehemence of her reproaches ai,) her
rage.
Susie, scarcely couwioUH of the terri
ble breach her behavior will make be
tween them, blunders bliudly upstairs,
with the intention of seeking her own
room. But at the first turning of the
broad, low staircase she is con! routed by
au apparition that almost stops her
breath. Tbe woman once more stands be
fore ber, and, to Susie's indignation, bus
apparently issued from ber own sleeping
chamber. There ix no mistaking her
visitant. She has mine iu the smiie white
dress, clinging about her lissom li
Mkt uark, curling hair clusters over her
brow; her pallid face
n the gloaming: and her dark eves burn
like lurid fires, while ou her silent but
expressive lips hover the same words as
before; "He is mine! He is mine!" Hut
fter the iuterview that had iust i,u ..,!
between Ird Luton snd herself. Susie
is in no mood to tiyke an insult quietly.
All she feels is. that this houmii, who
has been the cause of their uimrrel thi.
disgraced aud dishonored wife, who still
occupiea bis thoughts, and has ousted ber
the lawful occupant-froiu his h ea rt
has dared to enter the house which is
1 1
neia nera ny rignt a iu law and that
all costs, she shall be ejected.
She gives s scream ss she first en, win
ters her rival -s scream that brings Is.rd
Luton, anxiously liatening, to the osn
d.sir of the drawing-room; and then she
advances upon ber boldly, but with the
courage of desperation.
"How dare you come hers?" ahe ex
claims loudly; "you bad. Insolent woman.
You may occupy my husband's heart if
you will, but while I sin hi wife, you
shsll never occupy his house."
But still the silent figure gszes at lier
aud whispers with knitted brows- "He is
mine!"
"He is not!" cries Susie, fiercely; "he is
mine by every Isw of faesvsa and earth
aud If you attempt to cross my path to
seek him, I will atrike yon to the ground."
"Susie! Suaie! for heaven's sske to
whom are you spesklng?" exclaim Urd
Luton, forgetting everything In his as
tonishment a he ruahes up tbe staircase
fter her.
"To whom am 1 speaking'" .), ,,.
piles; to the creature who was yonr wife
To the woman who ha dared, now for
tbe third time, to Intrude herself upon
my presence. For yonr sake to spar
your feelings- bmt, sot tvlJ ye tins
Ufor. But ah thrust herself into my
twin st M.arborough, snd sgain in In-
hss presumed to rouse
to Lutonatows. But I will bear it no
longer. Kither b leavea Ibis bones for
r. or I do."
"Suaie! what can yoo meau? Yoo are
dreaming! Of whom do yoo spesk?
says Philip, ss he tries to detain th ex
cited girl in bis arm a.
But as be resches the landing the flg
sre moves slowly backward into the room
from which it emerged into I-ady Lu
ton's bed-chamber, aud the sight drives
Suaie wild.
"I.t me go!" sbe gasps, struggling in
her husband's srms; "let me go, Philip!
If you permit ber to enter that room, I
will never aleeD in it more. How dare
ahe? How dare she? And you can stand
by sud ace her do it? Ob! you are as
bad as beraelf. But I will meet her face
tu face, and turn ber from tbe doors with
my own bauds."
Isjrd I.uton is now seriously slsrmed.
He really believes tbuf bis wife has con
tracted some distemper, and is delirious
with disesae. And so, though be holds
her all tbe tighter in hia srms, he tries to
soothe ber into a calmer state of mind.
"My dear, ywu are dreaming! I lu not
know of whom you apeak!"
"It is not true. I have told jou already
I spesk of the woman w ho w ss your wife,
sud who haunts uie wherever I go. You
must hsve aeeu ber ataudiug on the land
ing in her white dress, with ber dark,
curly hair hauging over her pal face,
and her black eyes glowing like balls of
tire. You ssw her I know you did; sud
It is you who have brought ber here."
"Drk curly hsir-pale face-eyes like
balls of fire." repesta Ixrd I.utou, who,
believing that Susie haa never even aeen
a photograph of her predecessor, is stag
gered bv the seciirate description; "who
csn have told you this?"
"I tell you I have seen her. more than
once, replies the girl, with a stumn of ths
foot, "and that she is in that room now !
Itose me, will you, and let me go?"
Then he does loose her, without further
comment, but it ia to rush tuist her into
the chamber she bus indicated tu hitu,
ralling, in au agitated voice:
"Msgdaleiia!"
As he slaui the door after him. Susie.
guxiug for a moment at the place where
he has disaps-sred, w ith eyes that look ss
if the ycoiil.l not i-diiipass their misfor
tune, gives : low cry of uiiM-ry sud dis-
spiMiihttuciii. unit run rapidly ilowuMairs
in au ouiHtsite direction.
(To be continued.)
A hell.
A ne.it "sell" j d"sTibetJ In Mr. liar-
minis autobiography, lie was stay
lug at a certain hotel, wbcu one of
the group of men who were chatttne
together proposed that they should
have a race to a fence some hundred
yards a way. and that the last mun w ho
touched It should undergo a peualty
not wholly iiiic.iniieeli',1 with the pur
chase of rliainiKiiiiic.
Harniiiu di-clared that he could not
run. he carried too much weight, and
was not In training; but a much more
ponderous old gentleman declared thst
he would try, and ilartiiiiu thrrefors
consented also, thinking thnt at snv
rate lie could !eal the "uineteeu stun
ner.
They made a fair start, aud llar-
liuni was astonished to find himself
leading, iu spite of weight and bad con
dition. He continued to make play a
length abend, aud suddenly the pecti-
llarlty of the fact that he should be
beating young aud active men flashed
upon him.
There must. r,.t, ). , ,rl,.g ,,.
where; so. on reaching the rail, Jn-
stead of touching it. be turned round
and watcbeil his various rivals ln tbe
race. No one else, however, touched
the rail, and then the wily showman
saw through tbe cauh.
If he hail touched It, he would have
been "tbe last man" to do so nnn
( the rest would have put a band upon
It on any account.
at
Jiismari k 4, allied His Point.
most ilrumatlc incident Is connect
ed with the visit of Jules I'nvre to H.
mrck to (rent for an armistice. After
some discussion, in which I-'avre ad-
htinI to the principle. "11(11 an inch of
ur soil, not a stone of our fortresses."
sman-k said: "It Is useless to dismiss
Hither. My time liroflmi (,,r..
vcr. you have come too late. There
behind that door is 11 dclecsie of tho
mpcror NaiMileou the Third, and I am
Isiitt to negotiate with him." Favru
"little immediately tmtiic yir1ctru.
hereupon Blsmnn-k followed un liU
I vantage, still keeping his eye ou the
'r ( w Inch was probably a cimboanll.
nd with such effect that when he fln.l.
ly arose and put his blind on the knob,
Fsvre sprang to his feet. ; ao n,)tei
he Implored; "have nil you ask, but do
not Impose mi France, after all her
misfortune, tbe necewsHy of Wing
obliged to endure a Bonupnrte." And
Bismarck's point was gained.
A Traveler's Luck.
A Northern man traveling through
Missouri on horseback arrived at the
bank of a river. There was no way to
cross It ex. -opt by swimming; o. dis
mounting, be tied his clothes to Iho
horse and drove bim into the river,
swimming after ...in. Beaching tho
other side, he dr-sed and continued 011
his way. Before going twentv feet
however, be came to tbe forks of th
road and looked around for a sign.
There was none; but Just across tho
river, near the .pot he had entered to
awltn across, he saw a board nailed on
tree. There was nothing to do but to
get In and awltn across again, and read
that sign. He swam across, and. after
climbing up the bank, be read the fol
lowing notw-e: "Five dotWirs fine for
crossing this bridge faster than a
walk."
Ijmtt the Issae to Providence.
Ixrael Zaugwlll relate that when tbs
notorious Lueger, whose platform wss
the extinction of the Jew of Vienna
w up for election aa burgomaster a
poor Jew took a bribe of a couple of
florin to rot for him. "God will frus
trate him," said the pious Jew; "mean
time I hare hi money."
