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CHAPTER VI.
A HUNDRED POUNDS REWARD—
Left her home on April SO. a young
iady, aged 18, brown hair, grey-blue
oyes, fair complexion, a very diminu
tive figure. When last seen was wear
ing a black tailor-made costume and
a small lace toque trimmed with vio
lets. The above reward will bo paid
to any one giving such information a3
may lead to her recovery. Apply to A.
B. C„ Porter's library. Wilton Place."
Two people at Easthill read that no
tice and knew whom tt concerned
Beryl Lindon, who rejoiced with a!!
her heart that the gathering coldness
of the April evening had made her
put on her cloak before she left Last
hill Station; and Harold Dynevor, who
felt convinced that the young lady in
quired for was no other than the lone
ly little traveler who had asked the
way to Mrs. Tanner’s school.
No doubt other people, in the neigh
borhood read the advertisement, but
none of them guessed it was in their
power to earn the reward. Mrs. Wiltnot
had never seen her sister’s teacher in
walking attire, Mrs Tanner never
looked at the agony column. Helen
CIraven. who was of a romantic turn
of mind, read the paragraph aloud to
her family, and declared the poor girl
it concerned had evidently escaped
from a lunatic asylum: but Captain
Tempest was at the Manor and en
grossed most of her attention, so that
she soon forgot the matter.
Beryl felt terribly nervous, She had
expected her father to be rather re
lieved at her departure, and the adver
tisement seemed to Imply he was set
on finding her. She longed to confide
in Mrs. Tanner; hut. though she could
have trusted the widow perfectly, the
possession of such a secret would, if
discovered, have embroiled her very
much with her sister. So beyond a
visit to the one draper’s at Easthill-on
Sea, where she purchased a bunch of
forget-me-nots to replace the violets
In her toque, the advertisement made
no immediate difference to Beryl.
As for Harold, he thought of it again
and again. He could not get the girl's
sweet, sad face out of his head. And
after a few days’ dcubt and perplex
ity, during which the announcement
was repeated In the paper every morn
in":, ho decided to call on Mrs. Orey,
the wife of the curate-in-charge of the
liasthill-ou-Sea, and ask her openly
for Mrs. Tanner’s address.
He was prepared to face her wonder
at the question, but it was spared him.
The first greetings were barely over
when little Olive Grey came in through
the French window, with two or three
achool books strapped together, and a
very Important little face.
“You don’t mean to say you send
that mite to schol?’’ Harold asked,
when Miss Olive had installed herself
on his knee. "Why, she can’t be six!”
“Turned eight, Mr. Dynevor. I
shculd have sent her before, only there
was no school here. A young widow,
Mrs. Tanner, opened one in January,
and Olive was one of her first pupils.’’
“I shouldn't have thought there were
enough children for a school to pay.”
“I think Mrs. Tanner must he get
ting on, for she has Just started an
assistant. Such a pretty girl! 1 saw
her at church on Sunday and lost my
heart to her. I^endon her name is—
isn't it. Olive?”
“Yes; only one letter different from
Mr. London's," said Miss Olive; "and
she comes from London, too.”
The child ran off to her tea, and Mrs
Grey, who did not possess as much
tact as kindness, suddenly asked:
“Is it true that the Lindons are com
ing to live at the Manor when General
Craven leaves?”
“I have no idea. I know it is ru
mored.”
“Mr. Grey thinks the rumor only
got about because Mr. Linden refused
to renew the general's lease.”
“General Craven thinks he will re
new it in the end, but is standing out
for Increased rent. The agent, Wil
mot, has hinted as much.”
“Then it is probably true. Mr. WI1
raot is very much in the big man’s con
fidence. I do hope the Lindons won’t
come here.”
Harold shrugged his shoulders. But
he was unusually grave and thoughtful
that evening. Before he went to bed
ho had written a very brief note to
Beryl, enclosing the advertisement
from the Telegraph,
i "One who witnessed Miss I^endon’s
arrival at Easthill-on-Sea sends this
to warn her she Is being sought for.
She may rely on his absoilute silence
now and always.”
There was no signature. Beryl could
not In the least imagine who sent the
note, hut she felt It was meant to ho
reassuring. And as May faded Into
June she tried hard to forget the dark
shadows which hung threateningly
over her pathway, and to be as happy
as she could.
It was a quiet and monotonous life
she led at Woodlands. Aft^r the lux
ury at Elc.hester square, the hard work,
and plain fare would have been dis
tasteful to many girls; but Beryl was
only too thankful to have escaped
from her gilded cage. Mrs. Tanner
was kindness itself, and if the Wilmots
rather grated on Beryl with the con
descending patronage, she knew per
fectly it was not her employer's fault,
and resented their cold reproofs to the
gentle widow far more than any slights
to herself.
And then a wonderful thing hap
pened. Mrs. Grey, who w..r the nearest
approach to a friend the widowed
school mistress had at liasthill, de
scended on Woodlands one day, and
begged Mrs. Tanner to lend her young
assistant to help at a kind of open air
fete she was getting up for the church
building fund.
The curate's wife never forgot that
the widow was unfortunate, that her
husband's death had brought her from
a pleasant, easeful rectory to fight for
her bread. Mrs. Grey had helped the
enterprise at Woodlands in many ways,
not least by her kindness and friendly
sympathy with Woodland’s tenant. She
told her difficulties as frankly as if
Mrs. Tanner had been her sister.
“You know we are not rich, but just
because Prank is the curate 1 have to
take a stall and do my utmost to make
tilings go. I’m not clever at bazaars,
and I had depended on iny sister com
ing to help me. I’ve just had a letter
to say she has sprained her ankle—
nothing serious; but she won’t be able
to put her foot to the ground for e
fortnight, and the fete Is next week.
Do lend me Miss London! It's a
Wednesday, and so, being a half holi
day, the sciiool can't suffer. Besides,
I'm pretty sure all your pupils will
be there. I don’t ask you to come”—
she looked kindly at the crape-trimmed
dress, “It would lie hard on you to
appear at a gay scene so soon, but
you might, lend me your assistant.”
“I will snare Miss London to you
with pleasure,” said Mrs. Tanner; “but
are you sure she will be of any U3e?
She is a dear little thing, but almost
painfully shy. She has been with me
over two months, and 1 know no more
of her than I did the day she came.”
“Well, may I ask her and see what
she says?”
Mrs. Tanner fetched Beryl and ex
plained what was required of her. The
Kiri blushed crimson.
“I never was at a bazaar in my life,”
she told Mrs. Grey, "but if you think
I can be of any use I shall be glad
to do my best.”
Mrs. Grey was delighted and Beryl
left the room, pledged to be her chief
lieutenant on the eventful Wednesday.
"You know,” said the curate's wife,
when Beryl had gone, "she is so pretty
she is sure to charm money out of peo
ple's pockets, and there was really no
one else I could ask. Mrs. Craven has
taken a stall, and her daughter and
Miss Dynevor will help at it. There
wasn't a girl in Easthill I could think
of who would have been of any use.”
Mrs. Tanner hesitated.
"Ought it to be a very grand toilet?
I am not sure what Miss Lendon has
in the wray of finery.”
"Every one is to dress Just as they
please. The sellers are to wear a favor
of black and gold to distinguish them.
I’ll send over the one I made for Cice
ly.”
Mrs. Tanner and Beryl talked over
the bazaar after supper that night.
“It will be a little glimpse of
gaiety for you,” said the elder woman
kindly. "This is a very dull life for
you. Miss Liendon.”
“I am not at all dull," said Beryl,
simply.
She had altered since she came to
Easthill. The scared, anxious look had
gone from her face, and, in spite of
hard work, she looked younger and
brighter. She really quite looked for
ward to the garden fete, as its pro
moters called it, as a festival; for,
after all, she was young enough to
enjoy the sight of prety things and
bright faces.
CHAPTER VIT.
Mrs. Tanner almost started when
Beryl came to show herself when she
was dressed for the fete, and yet the
girl only wore the white cashmere
which had been her best attire last
summer. It was very soft and cling
ing, falling from waist to hem In long,
straight folds, the bodice trimmed with
a little white silk, and a broad 6ash
of the softest surah knotted loosely
round her waist. Her hat was white?
too, and trimmed with a long white
feather and a quantity of chiffon. She
looked far more like some rich wan
dering princess than a humble school
assistant.
“Shall I do?” asked Beryl, a little
anxiously.
“You had better put a cloak over
your dress for the drive, the lanes
are so dusty,” said Mrs. Tanner. "You
look charming, and I am 6ure Mrs.
Grey will think so.”
That lady drove up then In her
rather shabby pony carriage. The
fete was to be held in the grounds of
Dynevorse are the last people to think
three miles from Woodlands, so she
had arranged to call for Mi=s Lon
don.
“I'll bring her bark safely,” she
promised Mrs. Tanner, “but I can't
promise when. The fete opens at 3,
and we are supposed to go on till we’ve
sold everything.”
She talked very pleasantly to Beryl
as they drove along, saying she would
introduce her to Miss Dynevor, who
was about her own age.
“Please don’t,” said Beryl shyly—“I
mean, she might not like it. Miss
Dynevor of Dynevor must be a great
lady, and 1 am only a teacher.”
“My dear,” said Mrs. Grey, “the
Dynevors are the last people to think
less of you for that. And so far from
being great, they have fallen on very
evil times. Harold farms his own
land; but it’s all he can do to strug
gle on these bad times, and if Kitty
does not have to earn money, she
works very hard at home."
"Dut the Manor is called after
them.”
"And it ought to be theirs, only it
isn't.” She went on to give Beryl
the full and particular story of Nina
IJynevor’s infatuation for Eustaoe
Lindon, and the wrong it had led to.
Beryl only kept silent by an effort.
It was terrible to listen to the re
proach of her own parents and say
nothing; but deep dowrn in her own
heart the girl felt her gentle mother
had never done the wrong ascribed to
her. No, the will which left the
Manor away from the Dynevors had
been extorted from her weakness, not
made of her own free will.
“I hope I have not tired you out,”
concluded Mrs. Grey, “you are looking
very pale.”
"I am generally pale, thanks.”
The general stood on the steps of
the Manor to welcome them. He looked
a little astonished as Mrs. Grey in
troduced her companion—the girl was
so unlike what he had expected; but
he soon led the way to the huge mar
quee which had been erected in the
grounds for the five stalls held by
the elite of Easthiil.
A smaller tent was devoted to flow
ers. yet another held refreshments, a
ladies’ orchestra—from Brighton, be
it whispered—discoursed sweet music
in a third. Mrs. Grey and Beryl has
ten! d to their places, while the' gen
! eral wont hack to await the advent of
the great lady who was to formally de
clare the fete open.
It looked to Beryl like fairyland;
and when a few minutes later things
were in full swing, and the people be
gan to flock in, she proved hers’If
quite an expert saleswoman. Many of
the visitors thought Mrs. Grey’s as
sistant the prettiest girl present.
“Harold,” whispered Kitty Dyn^vor
to her brother, when he made his ap
pearance, "your fair traveler is here."
“What do you mean?” He asked,
bewildered.
“'Don't you remember asking If th»re
were a school at I3asthill-on-Sea, be
cause a girl was making her way to It
at the station one day? Well, the girl
is just here at Mrs. Grey's stall; but
she doesn't look like a school teacher,
does she?”
She did not. It flashed on Harold
that he had never seen a sweeter face.
He thought the shadow on the grey
eyes was lighter, and he wondered if
she had ceased to worry over the hun
dred pounds reward offered for her re
covery. She did not look in the least
like a fugitive or a runaway.
Mrs. Grey’s voice broke on his medi
tations.
‘‘Mr. Dynevor, do take Miss Lendon
to the house to have some tea. Mrs.
Craven has some in the dining room
specially for our benefit; the tent is
only for outsiders, you know, who pay
as they go. I have been there long
ago; but I couldn’t find any one to
send with Miss Lendon, and, as she
has never been Inside the Manor, she
does not like to go alone.”
“I shall be only too pleased,” said
Harold; and the two left the marquee
together.
It was not far, only a few hundred
yards as distance went; but it seemed
miles to Beryl because all the way she
was trying to decide a question. One
glance had told her that Mr. Dynevor
had been at Easthill station when she
arrived, therefore it must be he who
sent her the advertisement and words
of kindly warning. Should she allude
to it or not?
It was only when she was in sight
of the old Manor house that she made
up her mind.
(To be continued.)
ODD OCCUPATION.
Professor of Being Burled AU»e Testi
fies In n Courtroom.
One of the witnesses in a recent law
suit In Cleveland was Edward Kaebn.
The Cleveland Leader says: "The ex
amination of Kachn proved to be very
amusing. On the cross-examination
Prosecutor Keeler demanded to know
the business of the witness. The wit
ness said that he lived at 325 Lake
street, and was known as Prof. James
Smith, and that his specialty was be
ing buried alive for exhibition pur
poses. He declared that he never had
r. ally died, but claimed that he could
lie In a grave six days and nights. He
averred that he was ready at any time
to be buried for $500 per week, provid
ing that there was a proper and an un
mistakably trustworthy committee to
play the role of resurrection angels
should they be needed to save his life.
He was rather reluctant about ‘tipping
off his act,’ as he expressed it, but
Judge Neff became interested and
wanted to hear all about it. Kaehn
declared that he has been placed in a
coffin which had been properly uphol
stered, and that it has been lowered
into a grave 6 feet 4 inches deep. An
air shaft is constructed and the grave
closed.
“ ‘What la the air shaft for?’ asked
the prosecutor.
“ ‘For air,' replied Kaehn, ’and for
sending down the beer, water and
grub.’
“ Then you always had to have air,
did you?’ continued the prosecutor.
“ ‘Oh, no. Sometimes I was com- '
pletely buried for twenty-four hours. I
In a case of that kind a bucket of
water was placed in the coffin and sev- j
eral sponges saturated with water. The 1
water evaporated, and that furnished
all the oxygen I needed to live on.’ ”
<;»tlmother* to the Hell*.
An odd ceremony took place In
France not long ago In the baptism of
two new bells for the Church of IVoig- I
nae, In the department of the Gironde, i
Two pretty children. Miles. Mirvellle :
| de Girodor and Odette de Braquillange, |
i were godmothers to the bells, and trers
| dressed, respectively, in pale blue and
I pale pink. i
SWELLS AS "SUPERS."
••Ion of t Wealthy Family Kami Fool
Dollar! a Week*
i During the long run of "Hearts Are
Trumps’’ at the Drury Lane theater,
in London, It became quite a fad with
society people to go on with the ‘‘su
pers’’ and ‘‘extras’’ In the Frivolity
Music Hall scene in the play. During
the run of the play at the Oarden thea
ter In New York, last season, Mrs.
I>angtry startled her friends by sitting
in a box on the stage one night. Others
immediately wanted to follow her ex
ample, and she. In a large measure,
started the fad In New York. Now the
fad threatens to become epidemic
here. Nearly all of Harvard wants to
“supe” in the big scene for the novelty 1
of the thing, and some of the boys have .
gono so far as to even offer to pay I
for the privilege. Several young fel
low-3 stopped a number of the regular
"supers’’ at the stage entrance the
other night and purchased from them
their tickets, which entitle them to
admission to the stage and on which
they get their money at the end of the
week. Andrew Mack, whose company
was resting last week, was one
of the "supers” early in the week
and was having a lovely time of it
until some of the "supers" recognized
him. At the Wednesday matinee s v
eral young society girls occupied a box
in the Music Hall and enjoyed their
visit behind the scenes hugely. While
the play was being given in New York
the management had a queer experi
ence with a young man whose family
are among the wealthiest in Gotham.
The young fellow applied for permis
sion to “supe” in the play, and as a
joke It was given him. He was hand
ed a ticket like all of the other "su
pers,” to be punched every evening and
to be presented when the treasurer put
In an appearance on Saturday night.
He was prompt at all rehearsals, came
to the theater uightly In a hansom,
and at the end of the week stood In
lino and waited patiently for his sti
pend. One of the members of the cast
who knew the young man fairly well,
saw him standing 1n line, waiting for
what must have been to him a mere
bagatelle, and twitted him about It.
"Don't say a word,” said the scion of
the wealthy family, somewhat excited
ly. “The old man says I couldn’t earn
a dollar if it were to save me from per
dition, and here I am getting four. I
can now call his bluff and will frame
the money.”
CATCH TRAINS ON FLY.
luventor'a Ingroion* Schrme to Save
Stopping Kxpenae*.
Frank Koster of Berlin, has devised
means to enable passengers to board a
train in motion with their luggage, a
thing that we all have been longing
for when seeing our train d3sh through
a station at which it is not bound to
stop. The system requires an auxil
iary track and a motor running on it,
neither of which we can find when in
a hurry. The proposal may answer,
however, under certain conditions.
The auxiliary track consists of three
sections. The first section is Inclined
one way, the middle section horizontal,
the third section inclined the other
way. When the train approaches the
motor starts on its inclined path with
Increasing speed. The auxiliary track
is parallel to the main line and may be
situated between the two lines. When
both trains have attained equal speed
a bridge is lowered from on of the
train carriages, by preference the last,
onto the long motor car. The passen
ger may then step over and have his
luggage thrown after him. On the
third Inclined section the motor come3
to rest again. The auxiliary track
would have a length of say half a
mile. If the main line is itself inclin
ed in the opposite way, so that the
train passes over the middle section
with reduced speed, all the better.
Utilizing Retime from (ilaa* Work*.
For several years scientists and
chemists have been conducting experi
ments and researches, with a view to
discover a means of utilizing immense
heaps of spent sand and glass, dis
carded as refuse by the plate glass
manufacturers. Messrs. Pilkington
Brothers, who are probably the largest
glass manufacturers in Great Britain,
have an accumulation of 1,500,000 tons
of this residue at their works at St.
Helen, In I^ancashlre, and over 1,200
tons are added to this huge pile every
week. The question of the profitable
disposal of this waste has long occu
pied their serious attention. Dr. Or
mondy, however, has discovered a
means of converting this refuse into
serviceable bricks. He has subjected
some of the bricks that he manufac
tured from this material to very severo
tests. The experiments have been em
inently successful, and bricks manufac
tured from this waste will soon be
placed upon the market. The process
is said to be economical and cheap.
The bricks are said to be of the high
est quality, and particularly adapted to
special operations, besides ordinary
building purposes, for which bricks
have not hitherto been proved service
able.
Gavels of Historical Wood.
S. D. McReynolds, assistant general
attorney for the E. & T. H. and E. &
I. railroad companies, left with Gov
ernor Mount two gavels made from a
limb of the old ‘‘Constitutional Elm,”
at Corydon, under which the first con
stitutional convention met in 1846, says
the Indianapolis News. The gavels are
to be presented with appropriate re
marks to the two Houses of the coming
legislature. Each one bears a silver
plate, with an inscription concerning
Its origin.
Tombs are but th» clothes of the
dead. A grave Is but a plain suit, and
a rich monument is one embroidered.
—Fuller.
A CRY FOR HELP.
Result of a Prompt Reply. — Two
Letters from Mrs. Watson, Pub
lished by Special Permission.—
For Women’s Eyes Only.
March 15, 1899.
To MRS. PINK HAM, Lynx, Mass.:
it Dear Madam:—I am suffering from inflammation of the
ovaries and womb, and liavo been for eighteen months. I have a
continual pain and soreness in my back and side. I am only free
from pain when lying down, or sitting in an easy chair. When
I stand I suffer with severe pain in my side and back. I be
lieve my troublos were caused by over work and lifting some years
ago.
“Life is a drag to me, and I sometimes feel like giving up ever
being a well woman ; have become careless and unconcerned about
everything. T am in bed now. I have had several doctors, but they
did me but little good.
“ Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound has been recommended
to mo' by a friend, and 1 have mado up my mind to give it a
fair trial.
“ I write this letter with the hope of hearing from you in regard
to my case.” — Mm*. S. J. Watson, Hampton, Va.
November 27, 1899.
“Dear Mrs. Pinkitam:— I feel it my duty to acknowledge to
you the benefit that your advice and Lydia E. Finkham’s Vegetable
Compound have done for me.
“ I had been suffering with female troubles for some time, could
walk but a short distance, had terrible bearing down pains in lower
part of my bowels, backache, and pain in ovary. I used your medicine
for four months and was so much better that I could walk three times
the distance that I could before.
“ I am to-day in better health than I have been for more than
two years, and I know it is all duo to Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable
Compound.
“ I recommend your advice and medicine to all women who suffer.’'
— Mrs. S. J. Watson, Hampton, Va.
This is positive proof that Mrs. Pinkham is more competent to
advise sick women than any other j»erson. Write her. It costs you .
nothing.
$5000
REWARD*—We have deposited with the National City Hank of Lynn, $6000,
which will be paid to any person who can And that the above testimonial letters
are not I'euuine, or were published before obtaining the writer’s special per
mission. LYDIA E. riNKHAM MEDICINE CO.
The of Ignorance.
Among the good stories in circula
tion about the late Joseph Harris, the
well known master cf the city of Lon
don school, is one in connection with
Lord Mayor Owden. That worthy
gentleman was not a Greek scholar,
and the Greek oration or speech one
day in Christ’s hospital, to which on
a memorable occasion, he listened,
was not intelligible to him, eave one
word. That was “Owden"—so pro
nounced—and Mr. Harris used to tell
his friends privately how, each time it
occurred in the Greek oration. Sir
Thomas, fondly supposing that compli
ment was being paid to himself, rose
and solemnly bowed.
Irf-ft-Mand.d Partle*.
Left-handed parties are amusing
some of the Chicago stay-at-homes this
cold weather. The invitations are writ
ten with the left hand and the host
greets you with the left hand Instead
of the right band. The guests must
draw pictures or write with their left
hands and prizes are given for the
best and worst efforts.
Grand Duke Dock Embroidery.
The Grand Duke Hesse has a curi
ous taste for a man. His royal high
ness is most skillful with his needle,
and his embroidery is exceedingly
beautiful. H« takes the greatest in
terest in his work, and is particularly
clever in the arrangement of colors.
He has a very artistic nature, as he is
devoted to music, dancing and acting,
while he does not care much about
more active pursuits, though he both
shoots and rides.
A AVI 11 iiI■■ i; Ti.ry Argument.
The Primrose Dames of England re
sorted to an artful dodge on behalf of
the Tories at the recent election. They
flooded many constituencies with cir
culars that under the four years of
Salisbury’s administration there had
been 33,836 more marriages thin under
the previous year under the liberal
party. It is believed that the circulars
had no inconsiderable effect on the
campaign.
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