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-oABRISON, . KEB.
The grub stake Is an lniiortant part
a miner's outfit In the Mkhipleoteu
The Turkish soldier, harvested the
TOps of Thessnly. This is one way T
letting an Indemnity.
Spain evidently do not agree with
the Londou Globe, that the United
States Is a fourth-class power.
Glass Is now blown by machinery, and
there la hope that In tinie political
speeches may be made In that way.
Nobody has yet suggested that a lov
ing cup be made the trophy to lie strug
gled for by Fltzsimnions and Corbett In
their next combat.
A Georgia judge has just decided
that "a woman of 40 la young." It Is
a safe wager that lawgiver Is a candi
date for re-election.
It ill becomes other cities to joke
about Chicago's drainage canal. A
'hing costing $25, OttO.OOO and as useful
m a wart is no joking matter.
Boston calls Chicago a "porcinarium."
The Windy City might retort by re
minding the Hub that it's the "beanl-
fldary" of Chicago's hog products.
A genius has invented a hollow cow
in which to stalk unsuspecting game.
This Is all right, but supimse some other
tenderfoot with the buck fever shoots
the cow ?
A Denver man "grubstaked" an Alas
kan miner and got $2,000,000 in return.
This Is not the latest quotation on the
price of food In the Klondike country,
but it will do as an a verage sample.
And now some Iconoclast denies that
Nero fiddled while Rome was burning
because fiddles were not Invented In
that day. Perhaps he merely sang
"There'll Be a Hot Time in the Old
Town To-night."
Under a recent order young naval offi
cers will in the future have less time
asihore. Now, if the naval department
will issue an order restraining the ships
from going ashore much of the past
will be forgiven.
It may be a consolation to the little
children of the poor to know that the
Marlborough baby had to take saffron
tea "to get the red out of it" just the
same as the plebeian kid whose birth
didn't cause w:orlds to tremble.
Andrew Lang sajs he is an enthusi
astic fisherman, but throws back into
the water all that he catches. The hu
manity of booking and unhooking a fish
may well be questioned. Mr. Lang
merely varies the cruelty while he
spoils the fishing for others.
"More power to your elbow" is an
Irish method of expressing ood wish
es that should not be taken too literal
ly. One waitress who slept with an
other waitress in New York undertook
to arouse her companion with her el
bow. The blow fell on the solar plexcs
and proved fatal in a few minutes.
Among the securities pledged by
Greece for the payment of the war in
demnity to Turkey are the export du
ties on currants. If a specific export
duty of one cent a pound on the dirt
which is usually found in that article
of commerce were collected, the reve
nue from that source alone would go a
food way toward wiping out the obliga
- too.
. Combinations for the production and
istrlbution of the necessaries of life
alght be so conducted as to be of great
advantage to the public, and at the
same time profitable to those In con
trol of them. But the disposition to
overwork the machinery for squeezing
oat profits and to thus levy an unjust
tribute on the people seems ever pre
ei. It Is this tendency which excites
a. Jticism, then condemnation, and final
V open revolt
Sentiment In favor of Sunday bserv
set to materially atrengthenetf when
tt to perceived that such observance Is
M much In the Interest of labor as of
religion. The recent International la
bor congress at Zurich declared stnng
ly against Sunday labor, except such as
to "absolutely necessary to secure tV
riinnMliin of work on Monday," and
too ouch as la "required for the educa
tion and recreation of the people." The
Continental delegates favored this reao-
latlon; the English members wanted
some other rest-day than 8unoy in
certain trades.
Om of the moat peculiar Incidents of
meant tbno was the accident to Em
pacwr William, by which he received a
Unek eye from a flapping rope, It was
tsXL Almost at the oaane tine a young
Ctntenaat in the German army rode
bicycle over a precipice and was
' Utd In a reirlTif torrent. It was
ot long; before sinister reports were
fcaard that the Emperor's Mack eye
mm due, not tan flying rope, but to a
tUm from tato mat lieutenant, given
ta u ant of rage at soma atlngiag
gsaark tf kto raler, and that the death
era not acaUant bat mfctte, ta
nan raaitoits in daalr thai aa
Vrrrl kto ireaciota Cor Uf. As
" y lafei Cfimi Q a
been widely circulated and tin wl.s
so much of credence, tbovi the genera.'
tone of opinion In regard to F.wperor
William.
AU over the country we have no coun
try police. It Is only lu the fit lea that
anybody stand re-." to anvs4 a male
factor. In the rural district every
man has nal!y to be his own poliee
mau. There is to be sure, a sheriff,
but the sherili U isuatly an officer
elected without special reference to bia
fitness for police duty, and h. 'f b cat)
be reached In time, pursue criminals.
If at all, with as much or as lK-.le zeal
as his convenience or temperament will
permit. The result is crimes commit
ted in the country, unless they sre mur
derous, are rarely ptiulshed. Wt. we
need in all country districte is what
called a "country police" In Knglanc
and "gendarmerie" In France; that is,
uniformed and salaried police, whoe
business it is to patrol country roads
and pursue criminals. In England ev
ery village has at least one uniformed
constable, and the whole are under
the orders of a single county superin
tendent. These police are to be met
every' when.', and no burglar or highway
robler can make more i. an one stroke
without finding thn on his track. We
are persevering in maintaining in this
country the same belief la tte contin
uance of our early rural simplicity
which In the cities has ended in making
municipal government such a farce.
In the meantime people are learning
more and more to take the I s
their own hands In sheer self-deL . e.
Time was when nothing but f-e
learned, esthetic and polite professic.
were thought of as productive of bid
salaries. Rut times have changed won
derfully. The big salaries and income
are now gathered from the realm of
sports. We have seen this in the wa'.ks
of pugilism, and now It Is le!ng seen
la the profession of bicycling. Union
on the continent ' has saved ?1'"i.imi
within the past two years. Jociiueiiii.
In France, being a poor wayfarer
has reached an estate where he is said
to feel Insulted at aa offer less than
$."00 to appear In a race. In Enghuid
we read that during the last season
Betts has made $5,000, J. W. .Stocks
$10,000, Chinn $3,500, Cardan $4.0!0.
Gascoyne $3,000, and so down a lonr
list of minor professions k. In tlij
country Bald is said to have eoofw-d
to making $15,000 last year, "Tom"
Cooper says he made $5,000 his first
year, as reported, and for the last ye:u
$12,000 over and above all expenses.
Arthur Gardner is said to earn $.".(nhi a
year, and as for "Jimmy" Michael his
Income can hardly be less than Tioin
$1.0,000 to $'20,000 a yir, if not much
more. It is useless to moralize over the
fact that a pugilist can command a big
ger salary than a primate, a jockey
more than a President, or a bicycler
more than a clergyman. They are evi
dently worth all they get. or they could
not command It. In the case of wndj
some athletics It Is not probable thai
professional services are running too
high.
It Is useless to attempt any longer to
disguise the gravity of the crisis which
confronts this nation. We are not
merely on the verge of war. We ar
over the verge. War, strictly speak
lag, Is already in our midst. Unci
Sam has privately s!ekd on his most
horrid war-dog, the naval militia, at
that dread agency of destruction Is
daily furbishing up Hs fangs ana harp
ening Its claws. When the Arjist&m
Secretary of the Navy bade tl naval
militia to prepare for carnajte Peace
howled and ran away. And ije Assist
ant Secretary of the Navy vas but fol
lowing precedent. Prior to the dec In ra
tion of Independence the naval militia
was called In and asked whether it waj
prepared to mobilize It.1'- at mo
ment's notice. "I am," replied th
naval militia, and Thomas Jefferson
said: "The naval mllit.'a being ready,
I move that we declare our Independ
ence." On the eve of the last unpleas
antness with Great Britain, Jackson
sent the following communication tc
the n,ival militia: "We are at wax
with England. If you need help I TV.
notify the st of the country." It It
true that war with Spain baa not been
formally declared, but If war should
be formf'Jly deolared without the nava."
militia having received advance Infor
mation It would amount not merely to $
grave affront to our most Important in
strument of war, but r a contra ven
tlon of the spirit of i je Constitution
article II. of which fovid that Lu
President shall corn ins nd the army and
navy and advise wMh the naval militia
On a Tandem to the Klonulke.
Tyro well-known cyclists of Brook
lyn have started on a tandem for th
fields of the Klondike. Thpy In
tend to wheel to Seattle, from whlct
point tbey will go as far as possible by
steamer. The last part of their Jour
nay tbey hope to be able to make oc
their trusty tandem, which has beer
constructed with a view to making i.
serviceable on ice and oow. The ven
tureaome wheekoen are A. M. Franklin
a former sc?tary of the Brooklyt
Cycle IWird of Trade, and Robert Con
lngtfby, an old-time racing roan. Tin
latter has connoted in several of tin
(anions handicaps over the Irvingtou
MUlbura coarse, and baa won a num
br of.rMi
The Grave of Kve.
The supposed ;rare of Kve Is visltet
by over 40,000 pilgrims each ear. I;
to to be seen at Jeddan, In a cemeterj
ontaide the city walla'. - The tomb Is Of
cubits long and 13 wide. The Arabt
entartaia a belief that Eve was ta.
taOeat woman that aver lived.
A Toasnerastoo dlsMia.
tm aa aoffoe are very Hi f
hmOt la Alaaka, and whiaty la ateanl;
VavRy. The only drtah wMdi ana fe
l UsMtt rUa kWMi tm aut.
1 1
V
CHAPTER V.
When Stella again awoke to conscious
ness she saw the sunshine of n summer
afterii'Mii streaming in at her wimbw.
"Is :t my birthday?" she usked niinply.
"Why didn't we go to I-angmlnle Abliey .'"
And then, sitting np in her bed, very
weak anl white and wan, she Ktrctched
out her tremulous hands and usU-U:
"Where is my watch?"
"Here, darling," answered H'tsy. tak
ing a little morocco case from the dress
ing table, delighted to be nble to eratify
hr patient. "There's your pretty wdtch.
I Mi, uiy. icri't it a pretty one! And ain't
you lu'Ky to have a watch, just like a
growu-up young lady!"
The weak little hands wavered as they
took the watch, the exhausted frame sank
ueJplcMi mi the bed, but the child held the
watch before her eyes all the time, and
he tremulous ringers contrived to open
ihe case.
"Head it," she said, faintly: and Hetsy
Ielled out the inscription, "To Stella,
'rum her adopted father. I-Hxluinir." "' lh.
Mi't it beautiful!" exclaimed Hctt-y, anl
hen hhe began to cry.
"Sboosh, dear," she murmured, patting
Stella's shoulder, "go to s'eep, my pet, till
die doctor comes to see you. 1't Itetsv
iiiit the pretty watch under jo.ir pillow."
"I dou't want to sleep any more; 1 want
to get up and be dressed; you know it's
my birthday and I am to he all day with
Urd L.ishmar. How late the sunshine
,ooknlike afternoon. Have 1 overslept
myself?"
"You have been very ill, very ill, dear,"
ihswered L'-'tsy in a soothing, preitcby
;irea hy tone, vhicli is peculiarly cxiisiht
iting to an iuVllectnal child, "you are
much too weak to get tip."
' J'.ut i's my t "rthday," urged Stella,
"ariri 1 ;iin to tiine i "ith his lordship."
"My ixior pet, y iur birthday was ten
lays ago, a week before the funeral," an
v.crcd Betsy,
The word was spoken unawares. Tlx j
awe-iuKiunng, mnch-oiHcusRed eveui or
he funeral- a stately and imposing ctc
nioiiial, including all the dismal grandeur
if thu ld rcIkkiI and all the floral decora
tions of the pew- had been in every body's
mouth at Lashmar Castle for the last sit
days. It was the sUndard by which time
as reckoned.
"What funeral?" cried Stella, starting
up in her Ix-d with a scared hsik. "Who
is dead? Not Mr, Verner? Oh, he was
V) good to me. He is not dead, is he?"
"No, d. nr. no; Mr. Vernon is fjuite well.
fl- wasn't hurt at all, poor, dear gentle
ma," answered Ketsy, assuming chi-er-
,.'u!nes p'uidst her
tears, "lou were
burt, my iwr precious,
You fell on your j
ienr little head."
S'ella rave a scream and flung her arms
round l( tsy's Iieek, Memory returned in
flush.
"Thp horses!" she criei: "yes, 1 remem
ber. Oh! those dreadful horses. Ixml
Lashm-t drove so well; but I thought we
T.ere.oing to be killeil. He was not
burt, was he? Ask him to come to me; I
want 'o see Iord Lashmar, directly, di
rectly." "Lord liflshmar is out, love," said the
frightened Betsy; "Ird Lashinar has
gone to Lrumm for the day, on particular
business."
It wus true. Ketsy felt she had satis
fied her thare and saved her soul from
tb burden of a lie. It was literal, T rut
which she had spoken and yet for Stelia
it was not the truth: for Stella it was a
miserable, Blocking lie.
She was not satisfied, but lay hack tip
on her pillow too exhausted to struggle.
She lay moaning, "I want to see Ird
Lashmar. When will he lw back? Oh!
when, when, when?"
She sobbed herself into a feverish, rest
less slumber; and she was delirious again
that nicht. From this condition she was
roused by the howling of a summer
Urn-m in the great oaks, and the sharp
rattle of the rain against the casement.
This time Betsy was not at hand to fx?
questioned. Stella looked about the room
wondertnaV. slowly coming bark from
dreamland, vilowly recognixinjr the facts
if the external world.
The dr leading into the sitting room
rai half open, sod there were peoplo
talking; she had heard their voice amidst
the rattle of the rain and the bluster of
the storm.
"Shall yon send her sway?" asked a
msuly 'nice, rich and full, s voice that
was not altogether unfamiliar. It was
like her beoefactor'a, but stronger, fuller.
"No, I shall keep her here. I consider
thnt a sacred duty, for poor Hulert'
take. Bot I shall try to repair his sao
mistake id the manner of rearing her. I
hall bring her up as a child of the lower
classes ought to be brought np. I shall
t;ln her to be useful, a breadwinner
i.nong other bread winners."
Too well did Stella know this second
olce. These were the sonorous tones of
that terrible personage whom she bad met
from time to time in the corridors or In
the gardens, and who had alwayi scowled
t her sad passed her by In haughty si
lence. Shs knew the fsce snd figure to
which I he voire belonged, the tall aad
lately form, the strongly marked brows
and acpiiilne noss.
'Itsther rough upon her, poor little
retch, after having been so pampered."
"That ss,r Hubert's fault, not mine,"
replied !ur ladyship coldly.
"Well, it wss one ut thorn silly things
which your very clever aoea are apt to
do," as'i the other voice. "I took aa la
tense dislike to the brat from the hoar
poor Lari brought her home, like boom
stray m.mgrvl and not half se interestta.
If I
weie yen i anoaid clear her oat of
tae castle as asaa as aha to well
Hflif; pack bar off U oaa of abas la.
aoatenbte iwdtatfama for reartag as beg
ar brat, to tna fear of tnotr aaStaal nas
m aasl svdssvs, oaoa eeawd asaserva
a f"Mfctoa. ToaH got rkf of o ai
waso; mA win he a
L
a k
'f her diking good housemaid than if
she is allowed to stay here, where she'll
always reiiu uiber I.ashmar's idiotic indul
gence." "1 have told you that I mean to brin
her up imiler my o u eye." rejoined her
ladysbio. in a terrible voice. "1 shall se
that lie is taught projcrly, and that
above nil she learns lo forget her foolisn
i hildhi'tMl. and to tindorst;uid her position
as a frje.l!i-ss orpli in, who must learn to
earn her daily bread."
"A friendless orphan? res'iiteil Stella,
in a faiiit nhispr.
Oh.' 'Where was I.ashti.ar? Why did
he not come and stop their cruel talking?
She clasped h,.r hands in an agony of
despair. She railed out in a faint scream.
too weak to cry aloud, an it were struj;
gling in n nightmare dream:
"lord Lashtnar, Lard Lashnnir!"
A face a bright vmitig fare, handsome
as Apollo's- I(spk-1 in at the d'sir, only
for a (las'). It gave way at the next in
stant to the stern i ountenaio-e of the
dow iig.T.
"Are you anake, chi'dV" she asked.
"Peice ask I,ord I.:uhinar to coine to
me," ried the girl pitonisly.
"You i.innot see your tienefactor. Lord
Lashm.i.-" said i s'cin nii-e. "You
will ne; it si-e him ag.tin. Cannot you
under-taiid what this black gown of mine
means?"
"He is dead!" shrieked the child, and
then rei(ie:nljering lint ominous word
dropped unawares by Kely, "It was his
funeral.'
"Yes, my unhappy child, your bene
factor was kilted in the accident from
which y.iu narrowly escaped with your
life. The 'oss for you i a bitter one in
the present, although i' may be n liicss
ing to you in the future My step son's
foolish indulgence might have l-.-eu your
ruin, here and hereafter."
Stella heard not n word of this little
sermon. I tend: She bad never ttioiight
tljnt In- -ju!1 li-. I lead! Never more to
look upon her with those thoughtful eyes;
never more to speak to her in that low,
tender voice; never more to touch her
with that band whose gentle touch upon
her head had always seemed to 1 er as a
blessing.
"My friend, my father!" she cried. "Oh,
heaven; he good to me and let me die,
Ph.."
That was to be her prayer at morning
and nightfall, for many a day lo come.
. CIIAPTLH VI.
July, with its roses and lilies, blossom-
mg liiiics. and long sultry days, and lm-
Bering sunsets late Into the dewy night.
was over. It was August, am! tlioiign
summer was stiil lovely in the iand, the
hummer evenings were shortening, the
roses ere waning a little, hs lo the limit
less profusion of bloom; while here and
there those Dowers (hat are harbingers of
autumn began to show in the castie gar
dens; gjiidy dahlias, old-world holly
hocks; flaming sunflowers, staring ut the
blue sky with great round, brown faces
in ranged yellow night cups against a
background of gray stone wall.
Stella's new life hud begun. It was
verily a new life; so entirely different
from the old one that it seemed to the
child .is if she had died and been born
again: in the same place, but with an
other personality, Stella lived in the ser
vants' quarter now, and looked out of
the windows which all ojsMied upon the
stable yard, a great stony diocrt, whose
only picturesque feature was the pump,
with its stone basin, round which a coach
man, with a love of the beautiful, had
plained some nasturtiums.
Oh, how dull the life was! How dreary
and monotonous, despite its clatter. The
great dinner in the servants' hall, the
steaming Joints, the monster pudding, the
all-pervading smell of beer; the male un
derlings all clustered at the end of the
table, having their own conversation and
their own whispered Jokeleu, digging
each other In the ribs, exploding, with full
mouths, into foolish, sf. 'uttering laughter.
Then the long afternoon; sitting at work,
hemmlnif a kitchen cloth, perhaps, by the
window that looked into the stony yard,
where all the summer sir was scented
with stables.
The hourly suffering of ber days, sleep
less nights and loss of sppetite soon hsd
their effect. Stella began to look very ill
worse than she bad looked even when
she first got up from her bed of fever.
Betsy wss snxious about her; took her
aside and questioned her. Why did she
look so miserable?
Stella burst into tesrs snd unburdened
her soul. She wss sltogether unhappy.
She hated the still room, she bated Mid
dlehum; but most of all she bated the
room w here abe slept and Ike chatter of
the maid.
There was a little room on the floor over
the M-rvaiits' dormitories, which wss
mostly given over to linen closet snd box
rooms, a room that bad been occupied
once by s vslet. It waa very imsll and
hsd s sloping ceiling, but the dormer win
dow commanded a sidelong peep of the
park-just about much as that line
view of the sea pot forward by a harden
ed lodging house keeper and Betsy, who
knew her charge letter than any one else,
ratified tn. I tula i. te rootn wi''t' he a-;
h- it i ii-. i t. Af if' it
foK.aii, who was a . yoato, anight
pat np s shelf or two for her, and by-end-by
perhaps Betsy would be able to get a
few of those books lessen books, poetry
books, atory koofcs-for which the sicken
ed child's heart toaawd so sorely; the oaly
possible roaaofadoB where all bossaa com
fort waa loot
There was a asn Katlo tosa hiaotaad
sad the sary Craerare, aU of the
aa aHaty ssado aasl atortasd for a sobject
raat: bat wbea Belay look the child ay
t tna Uttie roota amier the tiles aad told
ae nst she eoald ha
e it for ber
St'-bs bund into h)'erll t'srs -t de-
iis'it.
Hie brought Stells half a down books
that ill' hi In her nprou. The key of the
towrr ruuUis had been given uu to Middle
Iihiii, Is order that those rooms might be
duly swept and dusted, slid Betsy bad got
he key final that au :-re iwraonage by
sheer artifice and had made her raid lipou
the bM.k- ii..J ai.d two grammars, the
Greek Fairy Tsle and Chapman Iliad
and a volume of Wordsworth. The I-ady
of the Lake w aa a richly illustrated quar
to with spl ndjil binding. Betsy could not
venture lo remove s( handsome and osten
tatioii a Issik. lest my lady should come
on a visit of inscctiou and that keen efe
of hers should note the d i a pi ranee of
the volume. The others were all shabby
little Issiks which hsd seen hard usage,
Slella cried over these rei-overed treas
ures, in her t in v ris.iil with her dormer
casement lis. king tow ard the tree tops snd
the atars. Her mind was refreshed and
soothed by the sa-cfnl solitude of her
poor lit t.'c i-s.iii. Here there was no coarse
Imo-hler llirre were interne taunts. She
could hear the owls hooting in the park
the dogs l aying in the stable jard. That
was all. She seemed to be far away from
everU.odv: ami as she was altogether
fearless idie loved her solitude.
And now this cliilil of eleven years
set herself w ith heroic patience to carry
on miauled and alone the education which
had bvn so cruelly interrupted by 1hat
stern 'oc to progress. Heath. With her
book mid pen and ink and two or threp
little ends of candle garnered for her day
by tlav by the faithful Betsy, Stella sat
late into the night working at Greek and
Latin, happy even wheu her studied were
drvest at the thought that she was car
ryiug on the work her benefactor had he-
gun.
"When I s-e him in heaven I shall be
able to tell him what 1 have done," she
said to herself.
I.rd Lashmar, the new- lord. Victorian,
had left for Vienna without ever having
li.oS.nl on the little serf who had once
! -en his brother s darhng. He was very
sorry to have lost "poor dear Lash," as
he called him; but he felt not the slightest
interest in Lash's latest fail. Lash had
always been full of fads, poor dear boy.
of course her ladyship would do all that
was best and wisest for the child.
"You'll make a sort of scmi-genteel
waiting ii. it iti of her, I suppose," he said
lightly; nave tier taught to clean your
luces and make your cups w heucver the
day comes tbat you lake to caps."
I erhiiiis that will not he till I am a
grandmother, Victor," she answered, smi
ing fondly at tier beloved : when yon
have a wife and children I shall
feel myself verily a dowager, and then I
suppose 1 must take to caps. By the by.
dear. I saw Clarice last week. '1 hey have
come back to the hall.
"Indeed! Puffed up by her new dignity
as a presented young person, 1 siippnae,"
answeri-d Lashmar.
"No, slie was just a sweet an ever;
quite siinplf :,,h1 hildlike. I am told she
was one of tin prettiest debutantes of the
year. The new spaMTs all said p. much."
"The newspapers are always ready lo
puff a girl whose father counts his for
tune by hundreds of thousands," sneered
Lashm.tr. "1 don't think the lirumm t-o-pie
have quite made up their mind w heth
er Job Iianebrook is worth one million or
half a dozen, but they all agnt-d that his
father w heeled a barrow. Now, 1 think
Iwith you nnd I retain an old-fashioned
prejudi'-e in favor of good hlmd."
"There is some very good blood in Clar
ice I iiinehrook's veins, Victor. You for
get that her mother waa a Montmorency,"
"Our thin trickle of blue blood cannot
purify the plebeian vat, mother. I know
very well w hat you are hinting at. Clarice
is sweet, Clarice is pretty, Clarice has
Itecti well brought up and had a gentle
mother. She is, moreover, an only daugh
ter and will inherit two or three millions.
You can Hot her out hy iuid-by if you like,
and if I fat) in love with her I'll ask her
to marry uie. If I don't, I won't, were
she worth the wealih of Aladdin."
"Ho ysu suppose I would ever w ish you
to UiU O iiiiyoie jou could not love?"
said his mother, masking her batteries.
"I know jou would only hooe (he liest
mid worthiest. You are too proud to make
one of those wretched matches by which
some of your order. have degraded their
rank of late years. I should never fear
anything of that kind from you."
"Well, no, I am not quite au idiot," au-
we red lashmar.
CHAITKU VII.
It w-a October when the new Ixird
Lashmar come back to the castle, with
a chosen company of bachelor friends, old
comrades of Kton and Oiford. The dow
ager was at Lashmar to receive them.
She had not left the castle since her step
son's death. Her presence had pervaded
the mansion like a dark and brooding
cloud; or at least it seemed so to Stella,
who shivered even st the distant sound of
that voice. Not om-e bsd they two met
face to face since the dsy when those
cruel lips told the child of her beresve
ment; but it wss enough misery for Stella
to know that the steru ruler of the house
wss within its walls, to bear her deep
toned voice from afar.
Idy lashmar was not slone when ber
son arrived. She bsd summoned two
other dowagers, one frisky snd one strong
minded, to bear ber company. The strong
minded dowsger, Lsdy Clsn MscAIIiater,
hsd two strong-minded daughters, and
these also were bidden. Their presence
made au eicuse for having Clarice Dane
brook contlnuslly st the csatle. A very
feeble cousin of Mis Dsnebrook, who
was reading for his divinity examination,
made s fourth. The frivolous dowager
was the famous Orlana, Lady Hillbor
ough, who bad been young snd s fashion
able besuty when William the Fourth
was kiug. Hhe dressed as youthfully uow
ss she dressed then, snd skipped shout
the room ss gsyly, rearranging the fur
niture lu that bright, airy way of hers,
famed for her exquisite taste lu the com
position of those pictures which fashion
able drawing rooms now offer to the en
lightened eye.
liSshmar snd his friends arrived in time
for dinner. He had speut a couple of
nlrh.s in ',.idon, hsd arranged to meet
.. ajcsis at the Ltnu, ...to bring
theui down with him. There were two
newly fledged cavalry subalterns; a
younger son who was prep hag himself
for the fsmily living, sitd a younger man
who was nobody la particular,, but who
waa much better read and more amaslng
than aaw of the other four.
Clarice we very sweet aad T-fmsr
gradually awahiaid to au Idea of ber
sweet neb. Be began to leave his friends
la the bultoreVrooen or the saMkio-rooss,
of aa evsaikfl, and te sit by the atone
Natontoa to those ejuaiat old ballade aad
those trelodloae hits plaeked aero aad
f'trs oaf of t!c heart ef a soaata or
symphony. Clarice was one of tboa
muicijo by lu.uuct rather than by
training, who wander from flower ta
flutter wiib a sweet raprk-iousueaa, atraj
Ing the honey out of evtvy blossom; uow
a Joyous little bit of Mourt, a roudo i.
minuet, now ao andante or an adagit
from one of Chopin's w il. wailing move
ments, half a dirge and half a war cry.
"What a jolly lot you kuow," exclaimed
Lasboiar. "I wish you'd sing 'Barbara
Allen' recently. I w a outside in tLs
corridor last Digbt wheu you were siuK
lng it."
Clarice looked up and smiled at him
with her sweet childish smile. The Mmsei
MacAllister had been far from civil to
ber and she did not love them. They
resented her inordinate wealth and dis
approved of her beauty. A rich girl bad
no right to be pretty. Ladj I-ashmar
favoritism was also an offense. Clarice
was petted and flattered, while they were
only tolera t til - they w ho bad cultivated
their minds and were able to en'er tLs
arena of argument upon equal terms wiib
the sterner sex.
Clarice sang her old ballads and Lash
mar listened in dreamy silence. Yes. bis
mother w as right. She was a very sweet
girl, somewhat over-childish, perhaps, for
her eighteen years, but passing lovely,
Krmine iobe snd s coronet would not be
too goo I for her delicate Iteauty. lie
w iidcred whether he wus begiuning to
fill in love with her.
'To lie continued.!
Marvelous Musical Memory.
When Mendelssohn played on the
piano or the organ. he llsteuer felt the
grout miisiclnn and composer In every
bar. The nifin's musical memory was
marvellous. Sir Charles Halle, who, Jn
1842, six-nt several weeks with Men
delssohn nt Frankfort, describes lu bis
"Autobiography," three Instances of
the composer's memory. He writes:
The greatest treat was to sit wHb
him at the piano and listen to innumer
able frautneiits from bnlf-forgotten,
beautiful works by .('bertiblnl, Gltick,
Bach, Fulostrlnii ami Mareollo. It was
only necessary to mention one of thein
to hear It played to (s-rfection, until I
cntne to the conclusion that he knew
every bar of music ever written, and,
w but was more, could produce It im
mediately. fine morning Ililler and I were play
ing; together one of Bach's organ pieces
on the pin no- one of no particular in
terest, but which we wish. I to know
better. When we were In the mlJdle of
it n part hardly to I to distinguished
from many other similar ones the
door opened. Memlelssiliti eutered. and
without Interrupting us, rose on tip-
Iocs, mid with his nplift'-d finger,
pointed significantly nt the next lmr
which was coming and contained an
unexpected and striking modulation.
So, from bearing through the door a
bar or two of a for Bach -somewhat
com mon j dace piece, be not only recog
nized It ut once, but knew the exact
place we had arrived at, nnd what
was t'i follow In the next bar. ILs
memory w hs prodigious and his knowl
edge Intimate.
It Is well known that when he re
vived Bach's ' Passion Music" and con
ducted the flrK performance, he found,
on stepping to the conductor's desk.
that a score similar In binding and
thickness, but of another work, bad
been brought by mistake,. He con
ducted this amazingly eomolleated
work by heart, turning leaf after leaf
of the Isiiik be hail lteforc? hhn In order
not to create any feeling of uenli-sa
on the part of the musicians and sing-
rs.
Too Much for Friendship.
Here is a Mory which was wafted In
by n breezy drummer from St. Paul.
Maylie it Is so old tat It Is new agnln.
tit it doesn t Imprehs me like an old
acquaintance.
A French man who hns not yet mus
tered the intrlcu.-ies of the Kngllsh lan
guage went to a friend the other day
for Information ami advice. "Can you
tell me," he said, "vut it eea dees vat
you i-all? jtole bear? Vat ees a pule
bear, eh?"
"A polar bear?"
"Yes. Vat does It dor
"Oh, it Just sits on the Ice and eats
fish.' -
"Vat? Ami I shall do that. Nerare.'
Nevalre! Not at all."
"What do you mean?"
"Veil, a man in de boarding bouse
vere I leeve he die and they shall say
to me vlll I lie a polar bear for heem.
Seet on ice and eat fiahJ I vHt not W
it! Not even for a dead maul Not at
all!"
Circulation Stimnlaied.
It ia asserted by tit Industriellea
Kcno that thousands of IV franc plecea
are split Into two batvea by their
Frenrh owners every year. In the hope
of "discovering" an immense hkldea
treasure. This treasure according to
the legend firmly believed in Frai.e.
Is an order to pay the holder 100..C0
franca In silver 5-franc coins. When
Napoleon Bonaparte first aet the ft-fraoc
piece In circulation, the consevatlvo
mind of the French revolted agaiimt
the numismatic revolution, notwith
standing lu seal for political revolu- '
Hon, and It was very difficult to lnd:n
a Frenchman to receive or proffer the
new coin. Hence, according j0 the
atory. Napoleon gave It to lie under
stood that he had ordered a check for
KKJ.000 franca, written upon aaN-wto
paper, to be concealed In one of (he
new stiver pieces. From tbat day to
this nobody baa objected to the ,-fraiic
piece,
A free Cher's Miory.
The new pastor of a church near
New York told a pointed story recently
at a reception tendered Mm anon afttr
be took charge. A gendenun obss rv
Ing a friend seated aa a laws Inquired
wtsu bo waa dorng there. "Kitting on
a waep," waa the reply, "Why don't
you get npr continued the Interrogator.
"I rnotaynt of doing that." answered
too friend, 'toot I decided that 1 waa
hurting tna waan aa modi aa lie waa
basting nan." 'The moral of It," run
HndsHl tht peator, la that If yon do baa
sit s ms I artt as m
r.