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CHAPTER VIII.—(Continued.)
Alan looked at her and her pretty
slimness of which lie had been so
proud, at the beautiful, refined face, ait
the eyes through which her beautiful
soul seemed to shine, and when he
looked at it and realized what he was
about to lose a great numbness came
over him. He could not speak, he
cauld scarcely think. It seemed as If a
huge chasm yawned before them, into
which they were both to be flung. And
bo this awful evening went its way.
They hardly spoke. They eat hand In
hand In the darkness. Life seemed a
blank. They had come to a standstill.
It was as if death had caught them
with their young blood surging In
their pulses.
At last Alan roused himself. “I must
go to your father, my darling,” ho
said. “Joyce, you will let me do every
thing for you? Darling, you are my
wife, you know, although four years
ago I belonged to another woman. I
will go away from you, and never see
you again whllBt Veronica lives; hut
you will live in this house, and let me
work for you. I must have something
in my life, Joyce. Lot me think that
there is still something I can do for
vnu!”
Joyce was quiet; then she said;
“There's Veronica's child, Alan. You
should try and be a father to It. Poor
little thing, it would comfort you."
“If Veronica were dead,” said Alan,
“I could care for it and cherish It, and
love U; but neither the child will want
for anything nor its mother. But I
could not take it away from Veronica,
and I do not want to come into con
tact with her. I do not hate her, poor
girl; but i might get to hate her when
1 thought of you, Joyce—my Joyce,
and yet not mine.”
He rose slowly and painfully. A
groat terror came over Joyce. "You
will see me again, Alan? This is not
good-by. I could not bear it—oh, l
could not! Tell me you will come to
me again and kiss me good-by! Oh,
1 am your wife, Alan!”
He put his arms round her. She
was half fainting, and her white lips
could hardly articulate the words. ‘‘I
will come again," he said; “brnt to
night I must see your father. Joyce,
if you are not brave it will kill me.
You must help me, my own sweet wife.
We must pray God to give us strength.
It is the only way. I will bring your
father to you, and then we will try
and say good-by. I will write to you
tonight; but after that there must be
no more letters, sweetheart. If I con
tinue to write to you I shall go mad.
Most probably I shall go abroad again
when I have got your life into order.
Darling, I scarcely think of the talk
and the publicity—that cannot hurt us.
You have many friends who love you,
and who will be good to you, for you
are the sweetest woman God ever
made. I was right to be afraid of my
great happiness. Good-by, darling.”
And Alan went.
CHAPTER VIII.
Joyce gave way altogether after her
final interview with Alan. She had a
long illness, which almost terminated
fatally; but she was young, and had
always been strong. In the end her
youth triumphed, although she made
no efforts to get better. Life was ter
ribly hard. She loved Alan with every
fibre of her being. She had known the
Joy of being his wife, and now he was
an outcast from home, miserable,
wretched, dragging on a joyless exist
ence; and she had not even the priv
ilege of consoling him. She knew him
to be as unhappy as she was, and she
was suffering all the rest of their lives,
and Joyce had to learn patience from
that hardest of taskmasters—sorrow.
Her father took her abroad. Of
course her story was a nine days' talk;
hut she was much beloved, and was
generally pitied and condoled with.
Alan and she had been so happy, and
had borne themselves so well and
modestly, that there was no one who
did not feel for the young couple
whose happiness had been 30 suddenly
destroyed.
Hut poor Veronica, rhe wont back to
her lodging* that night broken-heart
ed It w?a not only that she had lout
the hope of life with Alan, but she
could me that she had given him his
death-blow And he loved another
woman! tfhe waa Intensely human,
whs poor Veronica, ami the knowledge
that another woman bud all hi* heart
hurt her immeasurably lie did n ■<
love her! He had never loved her'
Hut she had the boy It waa some
thing that ahe could press hia curly
head against her aching heart, an I
drop her tears upon It, l‘nur little
• *ut' The only bitter iwmtn*nt ato
had felt again* Alan was that he b»<1
failed to Hiillc* the buy. Hut still she
had him he waa her own rU»« wait
ed patiently until she should h<ai
from Alan rih* had waited so long
that a little more or tea* wall ng did
not matter \nd he had said h ■ would
write he waa certainly a man l« b*
trusted
And or* ihe third day a le'l*>r * ante
Veronica mutd not got s» what It t ail
coat Alan to writ* ll He did not w a'
to he harsh and cruel tow r«l« «be uf
factional* rretls f. whoa# only fault
had hewn llu* she had n d he-n dr«*wn.
wd In the ghipwr-«k, an t eel h** felt tl
dlMt ult to he kind t» her who had
Spoilt hia Ilf* He Wtoie that he* e
f„rth ah* and the my as mid he his
(its, that h* w|sh-l to ai i*w h**r and
l,#f soy n Ugh tw li«e in roglfwtl, h •*
that he could not bring himsplf to
come and see her. He told her that
he was parted from Joyce, who was
now hovering between life and death,
and that he would not burJen her with
the sight of his unhappiness. He
would always be g!ad if she wrote to
him in any time of trouble or diffi
culty, to give his advice and help; but
that most probably he should leave
England. He told her that if she fol
lowed his advice oho would remain in
England, which was a safe place for
her to live in. Besides, he would
rather that the boy was brought up as
an Englishman. There was a lot of
tiresome law business to be gone
through. His marriage with Joyce had
to be annulled, and the old general
would not allow him to provide at all
for his daughter.
Joyce felt keenly the difficulties of
her position, but most of all she felt
the separation from Alan.
Alan was seated In his office one day
when he heard a heavy step on the
stair. It was his old enemy Hutchin
son. He was half drunk, but sober
enough to want to pick a quarrel. His
schemes had been baffled by the idiotic
straightforwardness of a man who pre
ferred honor to love. Naturally
enough Hutchinson could impose no
hush-money on a man who would con
sent to hush up nothing, but who put
away the woman who waa dearer to
him than life rather than fail In do
ing what was right. But Hutchinson,
baffled at every turn, still had his re
venge. He meant In the end to be
even with Alan, let It cost him what It
might. He eamo today to gloat over
his enemy's misery. Some one had to!d
him that Alan's hair had turned grey,
and he wanted to see for himself.
But Alan was just In a fit mood. He
remembered as soon as he saw tne
man that he might have saved Joyco
the rrownlug misery of marriage with
one from whom she had been obliged
to be separated, that he had deliber
ately done his best to ruin her, and
Alan's wrath burned hot within him.
He sprang up from his desk as soon
as he saw Hutchinson, and caught
hold of him. He gave him a little
shake, and, looking him straight In
the face, said: “You dog! why did you
not tell me that Veronica was alive
when 1 told you I was about to marry
another woman? Why did you let me
do an innocent girl an Injury?"
Hutchinson looked at him. He was
going to prevaricate, but his hatred
was too much for him. "Because I
hated you!” he cried. "Yes, and I hate
you now! I shall never be content till
I see you dead at my feet, you villain,
who deprived me of everything I pos
sessed! And you dream that 1 should
forego my revenge! You tool, to for
get that you had me to deal with!"
“Yes," said Alan slowly, “I forgot
that I was dealing with a devil, and
not a man. A man might have had
pity.”
‘Pity” Hutchinson sneered. "Pity
towards a man who ruined me? Not
1! Hut I have not done with you yet.
you may be very sure of that!”
Alan sprang at him. “You get out
of my office this moment,” he ex
claimed, “or I will throw you down
stairs." He looked so fierce that
Hutchinson went at once.
Six months had elapsed since he had
said good-by to Joyce—six months of
such utter hopelessness that Alan re
solved that he would leave England.
The firm of Dempster was going to be
gin operations In Australia. Any
thing. thought Alan, would be better
than this life. He would work hard
and live hard. He settled five hun
dred a year on Veronica and the boy,
and made a will leaving all else he
had to Joyce. She would not let him
do anything else for her whilst he was
alive, but she could not refuse a ben
efit by his death. He knew that the
general only had his pension. He had
learned that he had brought his
daughter bac k to London. It was too
much to tie near Joyce and vet not
see her. Every time he went out he
was letting his eyes stray everywhere,
hoping, fearing that he might see the
one woman in the world for him. Hut
< hunce never favored him, and bis ar
! rnngements were m ole to go away
! After much deliberation he resolved
i to write to both women who loved
him. He wrote to Veronica a b't’er
which, poor soot, hurt her. ulthougn
he had no intention of lu/ir).; otherwise
j than kind
Dear Veronica I am going to Aus
tralia. I do not think 1 shall see you
again, but I h ive arranged everything
f r you with Trunott the •»«.,ver. You
; will have five hundred a >ear whether
j I live or die I hope you will bring
the boy up well.
ALAN MACKENZIE
Poor V«ronic a cried bitterly when
•he received this letter It ■rriuid to
her that Alin th >ught he hi t ItuLhed
l all hla obligation* to her hv paying
her five hundred a year, and Ye'onba
1 who wag yearning for a ll'tl* love and
* who had made a pilgrimage acrueg the
dark water* to a laud where that* wa*
i but Hub* *uu. for love a *we*t nuke!
Alan had a fight over Am
Joyce He had Mid he would fiivt
Write I ■ to i I' it « • v to- > . i t !, «•.
leave th > country within* a word of
’ f trewt.l to the aweti worn vn whom ha
bad wooed and won Openly who for
alt perfect w eh* had been hi* wife,
and whom he loved m«we than any
th fig mi earth
I f» he cwfiUao* I t
PROF. T. H. NORTON.
CONSUL TO THE GARDEN OF
EDEN IN ASIA MINOR.
One of llie Best Informed Men of llie
Day on the Problems That Hare Arisen
In That Foreign Land—Profesior -t
Languages in I nlrrrslty of Cincinnati.
Consul to the Garden of Eden—that
la the lemarkable appointment that
President McKinley recently made
Officially the appointment did not read
just that way, but Harput, Turkey, Is
considered by learned men und stu
dents of ancient history to be iden
tical with the spot where Eve first sug
gested to Adam that apples were good
to eat, says Leslie's Weekly. And to
Harput, the Garden of Eden. Prof.
Thomas H. Norton, of the University
of Cincinnati, is to go, to represent
the United States of America. Prof.
PROF. THOMAS H. NORTOK.
Norton’s mission in the little Turkish
town, midway between the Tigris and
the Euphrates, will lie to establish the
farthest inland consulate representing
this nation. The work he will have to
do will be largely diplomatic, as Mar
put has now no commercial interests in
America, and up till now there has
never been a consul of the United
States there. Prof. Norton was nomi
nated by the president to establish this
consulate in the center of Armenia
chiefly on account of his familiarity
with the Turkish people and their lan
guage, and his ability to handle the
various diplomatic questions arising
from the destruction of American
property at Ilarput during the relig
ious troubles of 1895, when about $100,
000 worth of American property was
destroyed. The new consul uses
French (the official language of th<>
Ottoman empire), and is also familiar
with Arabic, modern Greek and Rus
sian. Five years ago. when Turkey
requested the United States govern- |
ment to recommend a scientist compe- 1
tent to found and build up a school
of science at Constantinople, the late
Secretary Graham sent to the Porte
the name of Dr. Norton. The Arme
nian atrocities came soon after tnis,
and the Turkish plan was given up
for the time being. Prof. Norton for
seven years lived in Great Britain and
Canada, for four in Germany, and for
six in France,' where he had charge of
a large chemical factory. He was the
first to travel through Greece and Syria
on foot and alone, and has walked,
through Asia and Europe, a distance
of over 12,000 miles. He was born in
Rushfoid, N. V., on June 30, 1851, and
now lives in Cincinnati’s aristocratic
suburb, Clifton, For 17 years he has
been professor of chemistry at the
I'niverslty of Cincinnati, and for three
year* its librarian. He will take
charge of his new post of duty early
in the fall.
Wire Nall Cnuurd Appendicitis.
A 9-year-old boy named Isaac Lip
son. who lives in Chelsea, Mass., was
operated on for appendicitis a few days
since with a rather unusual result.
Hospital physicians found the appen
dix in bad condition and on making an
I incision in It. there was encountered
a wire nail, one inch in length. It
was successfully removed. From a
medical standpoint the operation was
an interesting one. Since the discov
ery of appendicitis there hav« bren
ma«.’ foreign substances found in the
diseased organ, but this is the first
time in the history or medical science
that such a thing as a nail has been
found. The nail was badly rusted.
!>«*:» Ili Cm unt il hy Hrlrf.
Grief over the demise of her neigh
bor and friend, Mrs. Goldberg, was re
sponsible for the death one day tills
week of Mrs. Sarah Tilles of Philadel
phia. Mrs. Goldberg died suddenly
and Mrs. TiHes went to the house to
1 assist in making preparations for the
funeral. She had hardly caught a
glimpse of the dead woman's face
when she became hysterical and faint
ed. Attacks of this nature rapidly fol
lowed each other and the unfortunate
woman eventually became so weak
ened that death ensued in three da)3.
One Out of Kverjr Five lllvorred.
The close of the court year in Cleve
land, O., and the totaling up of the
number of divorce cases tiled discloses
the startling fact that one out of every
five Cleveland marriages seems to be
a failure. In other words, for every
live marriages one divorce is asked.
For the fiscal year ended June 30. the
figures for which have just been made
up, 3,235 licenses to marry were is
sued in that county. During the game
12 months tilti divorce petitions were
filed.
(ihantly I>r«-Hiii Wlili-li Curoc True.
After having Ills rest disturbed by
troubling dreams his thought being
that his wife was dead. Edward M.
Powell of Camden, N. .1.. awakened the
other morning to find her hanging by
the neck from the bedpost in the room
and cold in death. The dream seemed
so vivid that Powell, gazing at the
corpse, hardly knew whether he was
awake or still dreaming and it was
necessary for him to touch the body to
dispel his doubts.
A Monopoly of VoIi biiop*.
From Naples it is announced that
the Italian government he.s given to
one of the great international tourist
companies a monopoly of Mount Ve
suvius. Now if the company could
only obtain similar concessions from
the rest of the volcanoes of the world,
incorporate them in a volcano trust
and limit production, there would be a
distinct service involved.
Uh«*»p ttud Unique llat Adornment.
Mrs. Cash of Athol, Mass., was at
Brookside park lately when a big buff
butterfly alighfpd on her hat, took a
fancy to it. and decided it would make
a nice spot for a butterfly home. The
insect took possesion and began laying
eggs, and has remained there ever
since. Mrs. Cash wears the hat on
the street and other public places and
the butterfly with its nest attracts
everyone's attention.
THE CHINESE, LEGATION
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1 of Interval in ih***«* tiny* ami « wor4
a* t<» Ui> t‘hin***e legation in Wanking
Ion, the home of the iff-hie \V« Tltig
fang, the fhitu *> minuter, will not
I 11*1 OOt of lli'tie
The t'huimi' k*iii(|Mttm In the na<
11 i ni i ' il i « la* i<itiful li iii i ni
! lit while »4lt'Ul.i'.e i on veil Util | % It.
mini It wa» fiiwerly tke o!4 4ny4. r
h<oi»e, ant It i* » ill that n auti ahi
went Mlri) . a*t»* 4 It to he. mite all nk
(ml of em i tally to *« k an eateni mat
the family fottml It aiMtoloMy lnu>ot
* hie to »t*4i»re |t, tail It •t*h*4 kite fur
g tile a white Ike !• at'on »♦•«« 4ii*g
I* «• fttrmerlt *1100114 la a miw i*
n»«4 ywit of 1 he i>wa When l.t
Haag yi 4 thi* rgwwtry a trial!
it few years ago he did not like the hi
cation of lh« strut lure, bettering It
too far uw.ijf from Ihe other legation
hnthltl’K* The i|iiurteiw Were for this
i irMon rent teed to the Hnydei house
The I'hlliea* minister when he t.atk
, up hi* resident.« in the new legation
received ha lira* r p« rtie« »# an e»
' crrtalner Wtsh'ng to show his ho»*
pitallty like cabinet officer* amt otheis.
he threw open lilatkol* to the p'lldl.
fh> rrow’d swooped down upon hint
like an acs cm he regardless of iso
tatttdM tmik a»4jr his tarn a brsa and
everything *>>*. in.. . <»t|.| *tr.» an I
made a wreck generally nut of the
•our c'elesiiwts hiMiae and premise*
After that the n lnis.ee felt In. k ten
tis dtgntijr and ev.loat.a American
*<e 141 mate ms *.tr» too muc h for him
HON. \Y. \Y. KOCKHIHL.
WHO HAS GONE TO CHINA ON
AN IMPORTANT MISSION.
He It Well Qualified for the Tank. Hav
ing ranged .Many Y*an In the l.and
of Boxer*—Nerved Once a* Ansintant
(Secretary of Stair.
William Woodville Rorkhill, ap
pointed by the president to go to China
to advise the government here of the
condition of things in the celestial em
pire, is probably better qualified for
that task than any other man in Amer
ica.
Mr. Rock hill has spent many years
as a student, explorer and traveler In
the far east, especially In the Chinese
empire, anil has won world-wide fame
by his work on China and the Chi
nese.
Although he is as yet In the merid
ian of his life, Mr. Rorkhill has at
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WILLIAM W. ROCKHILL.
compllshed vast results in his special
ty of orientalism. Ho Is the son of
Thomas Cadwalader Rockhill. a lawyer
of Philadelphia, and he was educated
in France. He entered, as a lad of 11,
the Lycee Bonaparte in Paris, and for
several years he was a student of the
Chinese, Sanskrit and Thibetan lan
guages and of comparative philology
in the College of France. In this
science the French are most excellent
masters. In 1871 he wiis enrolled as a
student at the Ecole Mllitalre of St.
Cyr. When he was graduated In 1873
he was given a commission as a lieu
tenant of the French army In Algeria,
and served in that country until 1876,
when he resigned and returned to
America.
After a short stay at home Mr. Rock
hill returned to Paris to resume his ori
ental studies. In 1884 he was well pre
pared for the post of second secretary
to the American legation at Pekin, to
which he was appointed by President
Arthur. One year later President
Cleveland raised him to the post of
secretary of legation, in which capac
ity he served until 1888.
It was in the last named year that
Mr. Rockhill began the work which
was to make him famous. Resigning
his diplomatic post, he started out up
on a journey through mysterious Mon
golia and Thibet. For this he had pre
pared himself by a thorough study of
the spoken languages of China and
Thibet. He reached the eastern region
of the latter country and surveyed
more than 1,700 miles of these un
known lands. On his return he pub
lished the results of his investigations
under the title of I^and of the I«irnas,
which book Is now an authority in this
line.
The volume was yet in the review
stage when the daring and accom
plished author set out for a second
journey over the same territory. He
was gone one year, traveled 30,000
miles and published his observations
in his book, Diary of a Journey in
Mongolia and Thibet. He was re
warded with the Victoria gold medal
of the Royal Geographical society
and was elected honorary member of
several learned institutions and socie
ties in America and abroad.
In 1893 Mr. Rockhill was appointed
head clerk of the department of state,
in 1894 third assistnt secretary of
state, and in 1896 assistant secretary of
state. More recently he was assigned
to his present position of director of
the bureau of American republics. His
translations from the Chinese sacred
books rank with the products of the
best oriental scholars in Europe, and
he is without a superior us an expert
in sinology.
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PROTECTING THE GAME.
I.<nKn» Itcrenlly Or*nnl*«>d to Do the
Work.
Lovers of the woods and of wild ani
mals know that there has been an
alarming decrease In all kinds of
North American game, and that some
of the noblest species are in imminent
danger of extinction. I he matter is
attracting the attention of state legis
latures and public-spirited persons,
and has led to the organization of the
League of American Sportsmen, the
aim of which is to create a standing
army of game protectors, with repre
sentatives in every state and territory
of the Union. There are now nearly
3,000 members, including such men as
Governor Roosevelt of New York, Gov
ernor Richards of Wyoming. Dr. C.
Hart Merriam, chief of the United
States liiologlcal Survey, Mr. W. T.
Hornaday, director of the New York
Zoological park. President Jordan of
Leland Stanford Junior university.
President Gilman of Johns Hopkins
university and Mr. Ernest Seton
Thompson, the artist-naturalist. An
illustration of the good which the
league is doing comes from California.
Long before the first white man en
tered the Golden Gate a vast herd or
seals nml sea-lions played about the
entrance to San Francisco bay. Part
of the herd still remains—perhaps
thirty or forty thousand—an object of
interest, even of affection, to the peo
ple of the state. Yet a few months
ago the California fisi commission do- <
elded to have all these creatures
killed. Expert hunters and riflemen
had already been engaged; but the
league took the matter In hand, and
Interested the authorities at Washing
ton so effectually that the herd was
saved. The protection of Bong and
Insectivorous birds: war against the
"game hogs" who disfigure the papers
with pictures of themselves posing be
side piles of game or before clothes
lines full of fish; above all, the crea
tion of a love of wild animals and a
gentlemanly and exalted standard of
sportsmanship these are the Interests
of the league. At present it is work
ing to save the antelope of our west
ern plains from going the melancholy
way of the buffalo.
lion u Kolillcr KtrU In ltattl«».
The worst time the soldier passes
through, says a veteran, is not when
he is under fire—no matter how thick
the bullets fly—but about half an hour
before the battle begins. Whether a
man is a novice or an old campaigner,
ho Is pretty sure to feel solemn then.
His thoughts turn toward his home
and friends; he speculates on the pos
sibility that he may be spending his
last hours on earth. In fact, nothing
makes so great an Impression on the
soldier's mind as the time he spends
Just before the battle. It sobers the
most daring and reekless men. Rut
the mood soon passes. Within five or
ten minutes after the tiring has com
menced all the depression has disap
peared and is succeeded by a feeling of
keen pxcitement. amounting In some
cases to a regular frenzy. The soldier
gees his comrades falling around him.
but the only Impression, as a rule, Is
one of regret, with possibly an idea
that their death must be avenged.
Cliaract«rW»|r of Ginseng.
Ginseng is parsnip-shaped, and when
freshly dug is of a white, creamy col
or. The root is hitter to the taste, hut
not unpleasant, and is highly valued
in China for its supposed medicinal
properties in combating fatigue and
old age. In that country it can only
be gathered by permission of the
ruler.
Ak« (I Hratch 4 «olfc*r.
Mr. Tom Morris, the well-known
Scotch golfer, attained his 79t.h year
the other (lay. and, as usual on his
birthday, played a round of the St.
Andrews links. The veteran golfer,
notwithstanding his advanced age, is
hale and hearty, and almost dally en
joys his round of the links.
I'lteworil to tlie Toner.
The Lord Mayor is the only person,
besides the Queen and the Chief Con
stable who knows the password to the
! Tower of London. The password is
sent to the Mansion House quarterly,
signed by Her Majesty.
Bicy<i ■- < - min largely need m
, place of horses on cattle ranches.
I’p among the orange groves of Po
mona county, in southern ('illforni.i.
lives a man win* in hi* day was
counted the most skillful poker player
who ever 'hashed in a chip " It was
lie who taught the principles of poke
to the Prime of Wales, and ill IH'U
when tSen Phil Hhcrldan was In
Paris, he was asked to show no levs
in aspirant than the Rmperur N'apo
(eon III the Bivitrrhi of the great
A merit an game
Huty three yeais ago ti orge Albro
w.i* horn m Philadelphia When a
Imy lie w *'iii to Washington a* a page
In the t ailed Hivl« eu i* \i th>
tuition*! capital he a*w the high roil
er* of i ongres* gather' t abort! the
i ml I a hie* and the.* he pit Wed up hts
Rr*t knowledge of the game tf'ar
ward* he dev* !iii» i| intu a pr» t< »ioa ■,!
guelder gad foi ion he *a known
in ail the large illles of the r .iiMrr
a* a Hiatt for whom ' the only limit
wa* the ceiling " fortunately for him
•elf Alhto had a devoirs! *t*l*r w .o
from Hate to time i*'iei'del him *»
a port lew ef hi* winnings m r«ai
Mill*, and Ihciefute h Hu* niti* i
hlmnelf with enough money to llv< oi,
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