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'Mil' mete mont'lon of a tni.i v i "M
ill It'll? M send tile nurse ntf to till'
Iniir ill .1 bustle; perhaps (lie good wo
ni hi scented a lip In Hie n-ar future.
njw.i. when the door was opened to
Ui" groat man. he was astonished to I
s. ,i stout. eomfoi'table-loJiiug Iiotly
aMndlng, smiling and eiirtsojlng with
fi "Vw, my lord; walk this way. my
loid," and forthwith .she ushered him
Into the droslng-rooni to relene Ei
ther of the bahy. "A vety llno-li.oklng
ild Kent Ionian, Miss." she lomurkod.
Is hi'" said Esther. 'No. l'e nev
er .seen him."
Mo.intiine Lord Aj liner. neetlng
nulling of what had ..,
.f'.itultiiK at the window, watchm .lis
horses, his keen and wicked old oes
having noticed during the few mo
ments that he had lieen In the mom
that Dick's portrait had none. He
heard the sound of the door opening,
and turned to meet, not Dorothy, in
her Mowing blue draperies, with hei
.tweet, shy gray eyes uplifted to hl..
hut u tall, dark-eyed young woman in
a plain gray gown, who e.une forward
ami held out her hand in what wasi
unmistakably the fashion of a woman
wao considered lioiolf his sot tal equal.
'Good morning. Lord A lmer," .die
said, cordially. "I must thank oii
.ry iniieh for all your kindness to my
little cousin, who is wry loiiolj ju-t
now. My name ia Brand Ksther
Lord Ayliner could not help s'artlng
a little, but he coveied It li .i pro
fmnd bow and n protestation that he
w is d-lig!ited enchanted, in fact to
liavo the honor of making Mls-s Hiand's
So this wart the Ksther of whom she
had spoken In her lettei Ksther
Urand; ay, and likely to prove a brand
between him and her. Ho looked with
disgust, and a thousand bad wordu
jostled one another In his heart the
while, at Esther's pale, resolute face,
her firm, white, capable hands, noted
her fearless manner, and admitted thai
Hlie was unmistakably a woman of ed
ucation and guod In ceding. And it is
only fair to say that Lord Aylmer pos
itively cursed his Ill-luck even while
he kept a smooth and smiling front to
"And shall I not have the pleasure
of seeing .Mrs. or- Harris this morn
ing?" he asked, tlmllug presently that
there was no sign of Dorothy's appear
ance. .Miss Urand laughed. "Well, hard
ly," she answered. ".My cousin is as
well as could possibly be expected un
der the circumstances."
"What circumstances?" Lord Aylmer
uked, thinking that .Miss Urand was
alluding to Barbara's accident.
"The circumstances of a habj," said
"Of what? Forgive me. but I do not
follow you," ho bald.
".My cousin has got a baby, Lord Ayl
mer," said Esther, smiling still more
Lord Aylmer jumped to his feet. Ks
ther, not a littled startled, sprang to
"What?" he cried.
".Mrs. Harris hud a little sou horn at
"what?" he cried.
four o'clock this morning." paid lea
ther, who neither understood nor par
ticularly admired this unlooked-for and
uncalled-for display of feeling.
"Good God!" burst from the old lord's
For a few moments they stood star
ing right Into one another's ops, he
astounded, disgusted, b.iMlod; she puz
zled and a little angry at his unusual
mid extraordinary behavior. Of the two
tiie old lord vnn the first to recover
" Ton my soul, my" dear lady," lie
paid, with an Immense attempt to
seem Jovial and even nmiised, "I nowr
was ho surprised In all my life boloro
never. You might have knocked me
down with a feather, 'pon my word,
you might, A baby a llitlo son and
I left Mrs. Harris Into yesterday after
noon, and hadn't tho faintest suspicion
that anything of the kind was In the
Miss Urand raised her eyebrows and
smiled rather coldly. "That Is not vory
surprising, Lord Aylmer," she observ
ed. "As you never saw my cousin be
Coro yesterday, you could not be ex
pected to havo suspicions."
"Oh, no, no; but you surprised me as
much er so very much. And alio Is
"Oh! yes, thanks; as well aa wo
trpi j, .y I
vt'x ' M r?fl I
it tii'' I ' I 11 I
U z4HxJi H VfeU
could posslhh wish Ksther answered
"Anil not too iniii h upiet by lit '-
lili tit In I he pnor old l.idy jcsti'i'ilny.
I hope?" he inquired, tcndoilj.
"Oil! no. Of (outse. she was upset at
lite time, hut she was wnndeiliilly calm
and quiet after I got here."
"And my vuWs wife Amelia il. '
ris how does she like her?" he ij.keil.
"Well, really. Lord Aylmer. she
hardly knows. Amelia c.mie In, and I
had to send her off for the doctor al
most before mj cousin saw her. Hut
I like her and Mud her ery useful; in
fact, we should be but vorj badly nil
but for her,"
"That l. good," Lonl Ajlnier said,
with his most fatherly manner.
He felt, this wicked ami wily old
man, that h would base to be contin
ually on his guard with this steady
eyed young lady, By her advent the
tlllllcitltles of the situation would be
greatly Increased; If he succeeded now
in ousting Dick and getting hold of
Dorothy, it would be In spite of Miss
Ksther Mrand. Yet the dilllcultics of
the situation only made liim the moie
anxious to come otf victor In the end.
only untile him more determined to
win Dotothy If possible, whether it
were by hook or eiook.
K lose to go then,
and held out his
hand to his enemy.
"I am not only
glad, but greatly
lellevrd. that Ame
lia Harris is able to
make herself use
ful, because I feel
that I am in a
ble for the accident
to your cousin's own servant. I shall
bo quite anxious to hear how she goes
on your cousin, 1 menu. 1 wonder If
you would send me a line now and
again to Aylmer's Field, near Norwich?
I should be so much obliged."
"Oh. certainly will let you know;
It is very good of you to lie so inter
ested." Ksther answered.
"Ah! that Is good of you. I am an
old man now. and It is the distressing
habit of old people to worry themselves
about everything. I shall worry more
or less about your cousin until I know
she Is about again "
"Oh. you mustn t do that." said
Ksther, laughing. "Then you are go
lug out of town?"
"Yes, 1 am going to Aylmer's Field
for a few days," he replied. "Hy-the-bye,
I shall be charmed to place my
carriage at your disposal during my
absence for as long as you like after
ward, for the matter of that," he add
ed. "That is really very kind of you."
said Ksther, "but it seems rather tak
ing an advantage of you."
"Not at all-not the least In tho
world," put in the old lord, quickly. "I
will tell them to send round every
morning for orders."
Me went hastily away after this,
chuckling at the success of his visit.
"I thought she was going to be dllll
cult" his thoughts ran; "but she's a
woman, and. after all. the same halts
catch all of them all of them. Theie
are two things a woman never seems
able to resist diamonds and a really
He sat still for a few minutes after
they turned Into the High street, then
called to Charles.
"Charles, drive slowly from hero to
St. George's Hospital," ho said.
"Yes, m' lord," answered Charles.
"Never knoo 'in take such a heap of
trouble before," murmured Charles to
"Ain't It wonderful?" returned that
functionary, with a wink.
The old lord was In luck's way, for
Just as they reached the corner of the
hospital Amelia Harris came out of the
big building. She saw him In a mo
ment, and Lord Aylmer called out for
the carriage to stop. The carrlago drew
up close beside the curb, and Amelia
Harris stood quite close to the door, so
that not a word of her conversation
could lie hoard by the two stiff and sol
emn figures who sat with their heads
cirofully turned away from the wicked
old man behind them.
"Well?" ho said.
"Well," she said, looking at him In
a hard, dry kind of way, "have you
"H'ni-nloo little surprise for you, 1
"Oh. a doll of a surprise," Irritably.
Amelia Harris laughed cynically.
"Ah, I've been wondering nil tho morn
ing what you'd think. Well," sharply,
"does it mtil'.o any difference, or aro
you going on, because if it does "
"Well, I'll Fond on this telegram and
give her this letter. Poor little fool!
she has been worrying about the In
dian mall all the morning."
"You will do nothing of tho kind
of course 1 am going on," cried Lonl
Aylmer, sharply, under his breath.
"Glvo them to mo what aro they?
Thoro that will do. Go liaek tako a
cab and look after my interests ns If
this this- ereaturo had not como at
all to Interfere with my plans. If any
thing of Important.'!) occurs write to
mo at Aylmer's Field. If you need to
uso Uio telegraph, bo vory careful how
you word your message."
"On the old plan, I suppose?" alio
"Yes; now go.
Charles, to my club."
"Yea. m lord " '
Helm; September tho old lord fouinl
his favorite cl.ib almost deserted not I
that he minded; In fact, he wanted the
club to himself, and practically he had I
It. lie did not waste time, but lead
the telegram at once. "Hoy -both well," '
with a sneer, and tore It Into a thou i
sand fragments, which he tiling into ,
the grate. Then he opened the letter, i
In Dick's well-known writing, bearing
the Madras postmark.
It was a long and lender letter, full '
of solicitude for her welfare and gl i
lug her amusing desctlptlou of lil
owry-day life. I
"Madras Isn i much of a place, tnv
darling." Dick said, "but I rhull like
It well enough when you are out here "
"Good God!" Lord Aylmer cried
aloud, "then she means going out to
him. i'ti that's ,our game, Is it. my
little white eat? Ah we must see If
we can't make a change in that pro
gram." As lie xat there muttering over the
letter an old gentleman, who was
peacefully slumbering over the Morn
ing Post, started lolently and began to
make profuse apologies.
"Hog your paidnn, I'm sure -afraid I
was nodding over the paper ten thou
sand pardons, and why. It's Aylmer!
Hless my soul. Aylmer. ate you Hi
town? How do you do?"
"Yes, 1 am in town I'm quite well,
thank you. and I don't want the paper
because I'm reading letters of great Im
portance." said Lord Aylmer. rudely
and pointedly, and with an utter ab
sence of the delightful fatherly man
ner which h found so effectual ul
"Oh! really Deuced unpleasant let
ters, too. I should think." said the old
gentleman, who was a niiich more Im
portant personage than Lord Aylmer.
and did not cue a snap of his linger
lie got up from the chair wliete lie
had been sitting, ami waddled off to a
somewhat easier one in the big bow
window, whi'ie he sal down, ami began
diligently studying the paper, only
presently to go fast asleep again with
the paper dellantly clasped in his arms.
Lord Aylmer went on studying Dick's
letter, feeling better for the small pas
sage of words, much as one of ten feels
when a thunderstorm litis cleared the
atmosphere on a hot summer's day.
"All the same." tho letter continued.
"I have got most comfortable quarters
here, anil I have seen a jolly llttlo
house about a mile from the town
where I think you will be as happy
as possible. I am looking out for a
llrst-rate ayah for you. but really It
will be the easiest If you get an ayah
for the child In town there are al
ways some who have taken children
over nnd want their p'turn passage.
You see, my darling, I have not been
Idle about you, nor forgotten to make
the best of my opportunities In gather
ing information which may make you
more comfortable, though 1 think
sometimes that people must wonder
why I want to know about ayahs and
(To bo Continued.)
WHERE TOMOHROW BEGINS.
I'nliil In I lie I'iM'lllc WIiith Tnitrli'M
l.fxn Olio l.l v.
Out in the Piicllle ocean, somewhere
about midway between San Fiancisco
and Yokohama, is a place where to
morrow Is born and the traveler skips
from yesterday to to-morrow without
being able to gel a grip on to-day. One
day Is absolutely stolen out of his life,
for If It be Tuesday on one side of the
lino, It Is eithr Thursday or Tues
day is repeated on the other. No mat
ted which direction the ship may ha
sailing, the passenger Is shy one whole
day when he gets to that point. The
weekly calendar operates from differ
ent shls of the sea, and the result Is
this conflict. In crossing the Atlantic
from Loudon to New York the passen
ger gains slightly over half an hour
a day. From New York to Chicago
he adds another hour to tho three or
four crossing the ocean, another In
reaching Donver, and still another on
reaching Suit Francisco. The latter
city reckons time eight hours latoi
than London, and the hotter portion
of a day Inter than Shanghai or Yoko
hama. In crossing tho Pacific the trav
eler couies to the time when he catches
up with the proposslon and drops a
whole day out of his life us easily us
he glliles through the water, ilrhon by
the ship's powerful screws. This line
of (lemurkntlon is not a perpendicular
ono from north to south. The Islands
In tho Pacific tako theiv' time reckon
ings from the continent with which
they do the bulk of their trading. This
causes the line to zigzag down the
ocean In a very ragged manner. It
might happen that the boat would
strike an Island which clings to San
Francisco time, tho vessel having al
icady skipped a day. In such a case
It would be Monday on shore nnd Tues
day aboard ship. Theso features illus
trate the eise with which the days got
tangled up In the Pacific.
A I.liiKlil Tiiiicle,
Fanner liornbeak "While I was at
tho village this afternoon I heard a
drummer In Hopper's store say ho hnd
Just rend that Hi Chins Lang h'm
that don't sound right; Hang Ling Chi
no; Lang Chung III- -pr-h'm!-Iciiiino
see! It's Hangno; Chi Lung
Hang-oh. pshaw! Clilng no, Lung
" Mrs. liornbeak "Meiey on us,
Kzry! What In time are you tryln' to
git off?" Farmer liornbeak "Why, I
was Jest goln' to say that Hlng Lung
Chi oh, drat it! Chang, Lang, Hang,
Jang, Dang; or, whatever It Is" Mrs.
liornbeak "Groat day, Kzry! What
nonsonso aro you tryln' to rcclto? You
talk llk.i n dinner-bell!" Farmer liorn
beak"! guess I do, for a fact. I was
tryln' to say tho namo of that great
JupiincB or Chlneso statesman." Mrs.
liornbeak "Oh! you moan LI Hung
Ciang. Well, what about him?" Farm
er Ifornbeak "I I dunno." Judge.
i vfevl Sk 7 TKr.ViU' fwk','mmwl Will
III 111 V:';:P-JL--- . --Ji-i v: tWll r
Tin- nilii r ii.i;il.- li.i- tolled nwny:
I'l'lice ul.it titi4 iiuei I hum to-IH'.
Ami iidilcil stiiM in out Ikuiii'T glow.
Tin ill ar o!il IIhk f lite leug "S"'
We tlilnl, of Hii- toiuidfi-s of thi I'l'xt
Our uriui..if iir.ivf In Morn com
mand. Atlll list.. Mill IK ttio M'l'J.IIM it'll
Of Wci'iIpm wiin. thousli tin le IiiiikIH
Of ti'tili-vi'il IKislif. of gieal defeat.
Tin o'iwut.1 iniu-li iitnl llie foienl i
tieat. Then tutu wi1(. i ciillilliooil's limoex
While Ki'titli faiieles MiotlH the !.ivit.
Then while we plueo Oil ein'll soldier'
On in It hallowed guixe. the forgcl-:ne-not
Thiinliliil in fiinl for lite phiiiiiki almwn
Il Ihoie u,. weie tiroiiil to call our
I'luit Hinht. iiliiniihant, tuny eloi'i hlml
The ilex oi to) ally all tiiniikluil;
With the Inwanl prayei : May nil w.ns
And uieii tie i,l;l.',t with tho skill or
-Oolite Ilaiieroft Grllllth In Woman'
"Good morning. Aunt Until. You
roc I'm on hand bright and early for
my lilacs. Aien't we going to have a
beautiful day?" said Antoinette, cheer
ily, seeming to have caught the con
tagion of the bright May morning.
"1 am so glad It Is pleasant, for I
well remember how rainy It was last
Decoration day. I'm sorry the lilacs
are a little backward this year; still
I think we shall llml enough for a lair
hhowing. Did you bring a basket?"
"I did. Tho scif-sume one that has
done service for the last three years.
Halph is coining for me about 11 o'
clock." With that they started for the gar
Jen. Miss Uosworth, "Aunt Hiith," as s!i'3
was more familiarly known was one
of the oldest inhabitants of Pleasant
villi?, a sleepy little town nestling
among the Berkshire hills, its quiet
undisturbed save by tho buzz of the
sawmill, and, in bummer, the busy
hive of workers at tho cunning fac
tory. Kverybody knew Aunt Until, and
none knew her but to love her. She
was otio of thodo elderly women shall
we say rare? who had preserved si
sweet, happy nature, fieo from disa
greeable habits both of speech ami
manner. Although over UU years old,
I she still possessed that blosbotl faculty
i or adaptability which made her a cov
eted companion of both young r.nd old,
, Children were attracted by her cookie
Jar and a fund of dollghtful stories,
...lillr. flinun nf t.ni it,..,. ..n...,. ...r...,.
""ill i..w.i.. w itiiiiiuiii Jt'll IHIU
eliarnied with her personality and her
entertaining conversation, which ever
sparkled with subtle humor, despite an
1 unmistakable undercurrent of sadness,
1 which at times betrayed Itself In her
i Antolnotto Untlibun was particularly
I fond of Aunt Uuth, and many happy
I hours thoy spent together, reading or
i discussing tho various questions of tho
; Antolnotto was Just' now In a most
! beatific state of mind. That which
i makes tho world go round had touched
nor uio una imparted to u rrosh en
thusiasm and delight, and this Decora
tion day morning she seemed unusual
"After all. Aunt Uuth," sho said,
"thoro Is no season of tho year quite
so beautiful to me us tho springtime,
when everything seems fairly bursting
with life and delighting in lire."
"Ah, my dear, It Is because you wo
r'WlneVite v " u flIB I W T i
tin - rr riirir-rT mT wr.i.v"i.rv. i
r just now in the sptiiigtliuo of lite jour-
nil i on tieem to me ery like that
little -111 'lb jondei, the buds Just peep
ing out which shall so mxiii unfold Into
the perfect Mower. So do 1 see ill ()U
the possibilities of a beautiful and no
ble womanhood. Hut haven't we
enough lilacs? The sun Is so warm!"
"Yes, Indeed, we have and I don't
care to rob ,ou even for a good cause.
I am lelylng upon the girls for u good
"It's jour Sunday-school class, Isn't
"Yes." answeied Antoinette. "Aunt
Uutli. won't juii go with us? That
would make our party complete. Do
"No, 1 would lather go ulono. I nui
glad, though, that you are Interesting
your class in this waj. for II seems to
me that children In these days have too
little patriotic spirit, ami too llttlo up
pteclation of the cost of HUrty. The
decoration of the soldiers' graves
means little more to them than a half
holiday from school and a happy time
gathering llowois. After all, 1 guess
II Is holler so. Let them have all the
.sunshine possible; the shadows come
joon enough to all of us."
"Aunt Until," said Antoinette, ten
derly, "I've wanted to ask you some
thing for a lung time, but 1 don't know
that I ought."
"Certainly you may. What Is it?"
"Will you tell me whose grave you
visit so much, ami on which you al
ways put such lovely (lowers Decora
"You will be surprised, my dear,
when 1 tell jolt that 1 don't know. It
Is an unknown grave, but all 1 needed
to know was that he was a soldier.
When did you say Italph was com
ing?" "Not till 11."
"Then come into the sitting-room
wheic ll is cool ami lot mo tell you a
hit of my own life. Somehow 1 feel
Just like It this morning."
They laid down their llowers and en
joyed the restfiiluess of the coy room.
"I'm going to lie down," said Aunt
Uuth, "and you bring the hassock and
sit light beside, me and let mo toll you
what is in my heart.
"When you came In this morning
so happ; and llght-hearteiJ my
thoughts Hew back thirty years, when
I was about your age, ami bail Just as
much to make me happy as you have
now. 1 was engaged to a noble man,
anil, strangely enough, his name was
Halph, too. He was a lawyer, and bis
line mind gave promise of a brilliant
career. Wo were to have boon married
In tho spring of '!:!, but when the war
broke out his country's call appealed
to his noblest manhood. Ho didn't say
much at first, but I knew that the only
obstacle In the way of his enlisting was
tho pain It would give me. Ho was
perfectly well and strong, nn added
reason for his going. Ah, well do I
remember the night we settled It! How
earnestly and tenderly he talked about
It! In a few days he was gone. It
tcok more courage than I then thought
to make that sacrifico, but my sense of
duty to country would not allow mo to
withhold tho word. He Joined the
Fiftieth New York Volunteer Engi
neers, Company G, and at Ilrst had an
easy tlma. The letterr were bright and
cheery and full of enthusiasm, so that
after a time I grow less unxlous and
more and more glad that he went. Hut
there canio a day when tho regular
letter fulled, and a week passed; und
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u I9ry '(Slr
rw m-r i r -yjci
another, and another, and Until);
one eiiine in nn imfiiiiilllar hand
ami told the story I so much
feared. They thought he wiu
killed In the battle of Gettysburg,
the despeiute charge ut the "illootly
Angle," wheie so many bravo men on
both sides gave up their ikes, hut dili
gent search hi ought nothing more def
inite. I sometimes wonder how 1 have
lived through till theso long thirty
years, hut you know wo poor mortals
can endure moie than wo think. I
have much that Is pleasant to look
back upon, anil much In the future to
dream or. And now nhout that lonely
grave. He was a soldier, too, and
there was no ono to caio for him, so
1 love to place my Mowers there, ami
cannot help feeling tli.it perhaps anoth
er Is doing the same for ..iph."
A whistle Interrupted the story and
Antoinette stooped to kiss the dear old
lady, and In a moment was gone.
Late that afternoon, after Antoinet
te's class had gone nnd the cemotcry
was quite descried, Italph and Antoln-
etto lingered at a little distance from
nun grave, quiie unonserveo oy Ainu
Uuth, and watched her arrange the
"Do you know," said Italph, "I nevor
saw anything more pathetic. The men
who enlisted and fought with courage
nnd fearlessness were Indeed bravo he
roes, but not an atom more heroic than
the women who gave their husbnnds
ami sous and lovers to die for their
country, and have lived on, year after
year, bravely and cheerfully hiding
their loneliness and heartache behind
a happy face. All honor to thorn!"
The Mi'timrjr of I lie Ont.il.
There are few Inlluences so hallowed
to the living as the memory of tiiu
AT GUANT'S TOMB.
dead. They make good mor. better;
sometimes they muko had men good.
It Is a grateful and beneficent cus
tom which ban been established of de
voting ono day In the year especially to
the commemoration of the virtues of
tho dead. Tholr memory comes to us,
bidden or unbidden. It comes with tho
morning light; It comes with tho even
ing shades; It comes In tho stillness of
tho night. Whenever It comes It Is
always welcome and precious. Indeed,
one of our chief companionships, which
we cultivate and enjoy moro almost
than any other, is the recollection of
tlio?e wo have loved and lost.
In the formal appropriation of Mem
orial day, h.iwevcr. to tho decoration o
graves, there Is a manifest, outward
sign of respect which Is seemly nnd la
keeping with our over-present fooling
of affection for those who have gone
before us, Many lmprovo it by car
rjhii? Mowers to tho spot whero their
loved ones He; all lmprovo it by re
calling ! more vivid fancy the forms
and qualities of the sleepers we sigh
In aln for the power to awaken. Now
American Himim for ICiikIiiiiiI,
Hosegrower L. M. Noo of Madison,
N. J has solved tho problem of pack
ing American beauties. Some tlmo aro
ho had an order for a huge hunch of
lhl3 variety from n lady who wished to
take thorn to Europe with her. Iu
packing roses Mr. Noo inserts ench of
tho long stems Into a potato, and oa
their nrrlval after the voyage they
were found to bo ns fresh ns If they
wero .'us! takon from tho greenhouse.
In a letter the lady said tho Unworn
kept woll for a number of daya aftor
her arrival, and tholr beauty was
Greatly admired by her English frlonaj.
I A. i5
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