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juu- Ammmmmmm i . mrmnwit Wat M - aa. J hlrWFta? Spyvxili BY CHARLES J. BELLAMY. Copyrighted by the Author, and published by arrangement with him. CiUitin urdfrom last week.) CHATTER VIL A TEST. "Isn't your father goingf It was the same evening, and Philip Breton was assisting Bertha into his beach wagon for a twilight drive. Father has left town for a few days. Didn't you know? Suppose you let me have the back seat The world is large enough to ufforJ us a seat apiece to-night." Bertha adjusted hj?r wraps and the hones stepped off down the street as gayly as if their driver had not been disappointed. There was not very much conversation to day; indeed tbero never was unless Philip afforded it. Bertha considered she did her part in looking well, smiling prettily at bis witticisms, with now and then a remark, if ehe felt inclined. But today Philip was moody and silent. So Bertha gave herself up to the sensuous delight of riding, and only spoke in mild exclamations of admiration of the scenery ns they left the village behind and followed up the winding river. But suddenly Philip saw a man's form swaying easily while ho took great strides along the footpath. "Curran,n he exclaimed, and stopped his horses close beside him. The man turned, and one might have thought he did not recognize 'the occupanta of -the carriage, except that there was tho least bit of a flush on his face, v Inch boro the lines of interrupted medita tion. Then he bowed slightly to Philip. "Ami you don't recollect me, I suppose," iinilwl Bertha. "I am not so stupid," he said, letting his steel blue eyes rest admiringly upon her. "We are going to Lockout, too. You must get in with us." "Xo, I won't crowd you; dont move." And ho turned a littlo away from them as if to continue his walk. "Certainly you must!" said Bertha; "see, I have a whole seat to myself and it is so stupid. Please." And Curran took the seat she offered him, holding back her wraps till ho was seated, and then releasing them. "Do you think I shall ever learn to weave cotton clothr asked Philip, lo call his atten tion to their day's work together. "I prt"5umo so, if you really mean to. But it is lucky you haven't got your board to pay meanwhile."' But Curran did not smile, and was very ill at ease. Ho seemed to bo lifted, body and soul, into the very lifo he was accustomed to rebuke. Tho beautiful horses of the rich were harnessed today to his pleasure with their gold plate trimmings. What right had be here? Ho said nothing of it, but felt intense ly the falseness of his position. The delicate springs hurt him. and every sign of lavish wealth in the di-ess of his companions. Ho wantd no interests with the rich; his lifo work must Ik? against them; he dis;irwl no association with a luxurious manner of lifo which lie ought to upbraid. There must not lo one chain of gold to unite him with the wealthy class in whom bo saw the enemies of the people. And yet lie w.u, taking delight in this vo man's pinsnre, u new delight, such ns the women of the poor had never given him. And v.a not she tho very essence of luxury ucd refinement J Ho hated himself for it, but for all ho tried to look elsewhere he kept see ing the sparkle of the diamonds on the whitest hand k? had ever seen. He enjoyed tho lilie-v of the valley set in mosaic at her tlirout, v.-hieli showed its creamy white against the delicate ruffles, and tho comb with its Uiim jf Roman gold almost the hado of thi i 'ppllng hair it restrained. But were not thev the very extravagances tho poor had to struggle to tarn for her? He ought to bo fulminating withering sentences rv t-ach as she. I will get out at thi rocis and walk the rest of the way," said Curran at last, as they could catch a glimpse of Lookout in the dis tance. "Tho workmen I want to talk to would hardly understand my coming with a carriage and isair."' Tho "rocks" camo hut a mile from Lock out and tho horses trotted so well that the spot was reached in n few moments more. Tho road at this jwint had been cut through a side hill of sandstone by dint of great blast ing and the jagged edges jutted out angrily at the itftssers by. "There must bo a wonderful landscape on tho other side of tho rocks," said Bertha, as Philip stopped his horses for Curran to alight. "Have you plenty of timer she asked, before tho workman could express his thanks. "An hour to spare." She looked wistfully at tho envious ra;ks Uiat shut them in and then at Cumin's gra o face. "I would so liko to see that view from tho top of the rocks if I had some one to help me." Curran's faco suddenly flushed with pleasure. "I should like to help you." In a minute more Bertha was climbing the rocks with her strange escort, and Philip sat holding his horses quite a littlo distance back. "You didn't talk very much during our drive," said Bertha, as sho stood with her companion looking off down the valley. "Is it so wicked of us to be richr He shot a sudden deprecating look at her. "Don't force mo so far. I cannot say it now." Bertha smiled. "Then leave mo out of it; say Philip instead." "He is enjoying the fruits cf terrible injus tice." ."But would his father have been rich un less ho had deserved itr asked Bertha. "Is it a just reward cf merit, then, that a thousand human creatures should well nigh starve, and he be rich? If ho has doserved to be rich, you must say they have merited star vation. Tho girl liked to hear his earnest, thrilling tones, and watch his eyes flash and his nos trils dilato with such rare passion. "Is it just," he went cu, "that no matter how unweariedly a. (laborer works, his idle neighbor, as surely as tho sun sets, should lay intolerable tribute on his profits so that ho mut stay forever poor? is a day's work worth nothing? Then why does it bring in some capitalist thousands of dollars for a stroke of his penf Bertha understood but little of what he was saying, but she could look intently at him with wide open bluo eyes, which had a pretty trick of changing expression as if in closest sympathy with a speaker. Curran felt no one had half listened to him before, that at last every word told, and he was strangely excited by tho sweet mvsteryof their common inspiration. "Great wealth is made up of 10,000 trick ling streams, drained from tho paltry earn ings of as many defrauded workmen. Hero conning scheming ought not enable a man to turn aside tho great river of plenty, which flows for all men. Why these shrewd busi ness men, whom so many praise, have so in geniously placed their chains on tho laborer, that tho harder he struggles to escape from poverty, he only turns the faster the wheel that grinds out fortunes for his masters, and draws him ia ct last to be crushed." He hesitated for her to ask him some ques tions, and perhaps it was already as plain to her as to him. At any rate, sho only looked off to the west where tho glow of sunset was fast fading, and then back into his face re gretfully. "I suppose wo ought to go down," she said. "Why, yes, I had forgotten whether it was Might or day." He took her hand gently as if he touched a holy thing, and his face softened like a child's, ne would not lave let her fall for the world. She had taught him, how he did not stop to think, that thero was a rare and exquisite strain of joy in life. Sho had spiritualized womanhood to him; he sud denly saw in it an essence so pure and fine it might redeem the world. An hour ago, he had been so wretched, and now a vague, sweet hope he cared not to define was born ia h"" - As he stood upon tho road bed and' reached up bis' handr to help Bertha down, heir eyes met for a moment, andthen she tnibsd herself to him -in such gentle snr Ttauter thai a mist floated before bis sight. ' 0h ateest fell, and he must needs gather her M perrect form in his arms to save her. Philip had been idly snapping his whip and looking np the road. Ho thought ho saw in the distance a number of men with guns hurrying in his direction and before them yes, it must ben dog; an odd hour of the day for hunting. He might as well have his horses turned about; he could see Curran and Bertha clambering down from tho rocks. So it happened that at the moment Bertha come so near falling in fact, did fall, into I Curran's arms rump was sitting wmi ins back toward them, faced toward home. But by this time the hunters with guns were nearer; the blacksmith had rushed out of his shop to look at the dog who bounded along with his mouth to the ground drop ping foam as he ran. The dog was mad. Bertha saw the great white creature, and grew pale as death, and pressed back against the rocky wall in de spair. Curran saw him too, and had not even to make np his mind to die to save this woman. It was a matter of course. Ho stepped out directly in front of her without one word, and bending forward, waited. The mad dog might pass by. But no, in an in stant moro the beast was upon him, and liko lightning Curran had reached out hLi hands of Iron and caught his shaggy throat as in a vise. Tho creature rose upon its hind legs and snapped ravenously at his captor, great drops of foam, specked with blood, dropping from his jaws. With one rapid glance Curran saw tho men with guns, running at full speed, and almost at hand. If ho could hold him but one moment more he might yet bo saved, if those glistening teeth, distilling poison and madness, would spare his flesh one moment more. His arms and wrists were corded like a giant's; his head thrown back to escape the venomous fangs, while he listened with fast sickening heart to the sound of approaching feet. He heard, too, tho quick breathing of tho woman behind him; thank God, he could savo her from such a fato, and sho might think kindly of him sometimes, even if ho must die liko n dog, sinco it was for her. But now his arms trembled with the tcrri blo strain uj)on them and tho dog struggled moro fiercely, so that tho man felt his hot, fetid breath on his cheek, and in an instant more tho deadly jaws seemed closing over his arm. Suddenly there camo a loud report and a cloud of smoke, and the mangled creaturo fell upon the ground in his death agony. Tho madness had gono out of- his big, brown eyes which looked up pitifully at tho man he would have slain. "They were just in timo withtheir guns," exclaimed Philip, rushing up and wringing his hand. But the man mado no response, nor even looked around for one sign of gratitude from the woman ho had risked his life for. ne had no answers or wnilcs for the admir ing crowd that had seemed to gather so quickly when the danger was over, but his fneogrew quite tsilo as ho walked up tho road. At tho Macksmiih's Bhop a though! seemed to strike Lin. He hesitated a mo ment and then went in. (Then the crowd came up and followed him in, they found him Itefore the glowing forge. His sleevo was rolled up, revealing an arm ahnost like tho smith's, but how closely he was studying it. Just below the elbow were the marks of a dog's fangs, out of which slowly oozed two great drops of blood. No one dared to speak; all looked on him as a man devoted, and half expected to see al ready the signs of madness on his calm, palV face. Tho men with tho guns had come in with the rest, and stood under the rows of horse shoes that lined the blackened walls, Thank God, Jie cout : sava her from nuch a f with horrified eyes rited on the print of tho poisoned fangs. The blacksmith stood by his anvil, hammer in band, as if frozen, and even Philip Breton was stunned and baffled at the sudden revelation of the fate stamped on this man who had given his lifo for Bertha's. Philip had been devising how rare a gift of uud3'ing friendship he could give him jn token of his gratitude, and now a terrible death must be his only reward. But the face of tho victim was as com posed aa if death had already claimed him. Ho did not seem to see one of the silent forms that thronged the little shop. Then he looked carefully at the wound in his arm and pressed out the drops of poisoned blood. In another instant ho had reached out his right hand toward his forge and grasped the end of a bar of iron that shone at white heat where it touched the coals. He drew it out before one could catch his breath and held it close against the death mark in his quivering flesh. A sickening hiss brought a cry of sympathy from the astonished crowd, but his lips never moved till the cure was com pleted. He threw back the iron, and grind ing his teeth in his agony turned on his heel and went out. At the door was a faco paler than his. Bertha Ellingsworth had seen it all. As he looked at her white face and golden brows and lashes, Curran thought of wreaths of strands of gold on the driven snow. But her eyes had a new fathomless expression in them, and her lips wero parted as if to speak, if thero were only words sweet and gentle enough. His face flushed with a de licious gladness deeper than bis pain, as she made him hold out his arm for her, and touched it with mysterious tenderness, and bound her handkerchief about lite charred and aching wound. "And you can't disappoint your audience? How brave you are. But you will como to me to-morrow f "If you wish it." Tho crowd had gathered outside the door, and stood a little way off, curiously watching them. "I wish I could repay you," she said, look ing wistfully up at him. But Curran's faco flushed crimson, and he drew back from her as if he had been stung. As she looked at him, a flush slowly came into her face, too. "Would you like to kiss me, just oncef ' The nan turned and drew her to his heart, and her eyes fell till their long golden lashes touched her cheek, as he stooped and kissed her pouted red lips. CHAPTER YIIL HI3 MISTAKE. It was quite dark, when the carriage turned the last bend in the winding road homeward and the lights of Bretonville came into view. The lights in the windows of tho poor danced out to meet the tired horses as gayly as any. There might have been a sobbing woman behind the cheeriest of them all; nature shows no sympathy for human suffering. If hor jjoor children have no rest and joys their hearts must break; that is one of nature's laws. Neither can light lose its gladnass and cheer because gladness and cheer are so ab surdly out of place in poverty stricken homes. Homes indeed 1 As if the circles that were gathered within most of those windows de served the name of home, with never a smile of contentment to light up a face, or a word of hope to make music for a dulled ear. Home to such as they is the place whero the cravings of hunger are quieted and the tired cords and muscles are relaxed for a new strain; where they can complain and where they can sleep and die. But save the word to them at least, for a time when it shall be a reality. Suddenly the sound of fire bells fell upon Philip's, ear and startled him out of his mel ancholy revery. The same instant he saw a little cloud of smoke above the brick fll, and then a bright tongue of flame leap up toward it The bells pealed out in short nerv ous strokes as if in tremulous fear, and at their impulse the young man's blood coursed through bis veins in uncontrollable excite ment. It was but two minutes more when Philip drew up short at the mill yard gates, to escape the engine which swept by with a rush, dragged by a crowd of shouting men. The people hatlees, coatless, and some even barefooted in their haste, poured out of every street and alley way, and into the wide open gates, everybody talking and nobody listen ing. fittt Bertha had hardly spoken donas the drive home, and now seemed very little in terested in the disturbance. "The mills are on fire," cried Philip, dropping his reins and turning his excited face toward her. "So I see," she said coolly, "and hadnt Wj tetter drive onF "Why, I ought to be here." He looked nervously at the hurrying crowd and back into Bertha's cold beautiful face. "Couldn't you wait in one of these tenements? These are all nice people." But she made no motion, and only looked at his flushed face in annoyed surprise. "What are you thinking of? I stop with these ieopler "Or drive on home without me. The horses are gentle and you are such a good driver, you know." Philip was growing terribly restless; the people came faster and faster, and his eager eyes followed each man and woman into the gates with increasing anxiety. Even Bertha noticed the curious looks the passers by gave to the carriage that "blocked the way. "I couldn't think of it," she said in measured tones that reminded Philip, even at such a moment as that, of her father's. "Yon had better drive along; there, not so fast. Why will you run the horses? You almost frighten ma" It loli but a few moments to reach Bertha's home, but it seemed a long time to Philip, who kept looking back over bis shoulder at the (lames which to his excited fancy seemed rising higher at every glance. He stopped the horses at Bertha's door at last, and leap ing to the ground, assisted her to alight. The horses were panting, but there was no time even to give them breath, and in an instant more Philip was back in his seat. But Bertha stood as if she had something to say, and he waited before he drew up the reins. "You will make a mistake in leaving me to myself to-night." He thought there was a mysterious touch of self distrust in her voice that was soft and almost tender as she looked fixedly at him. Ah! he had never soon her so lovely; as if the worm passionnt woman soul had been born in her; and he ,?d in his rapture to to fall at her feet and kiss them. He was forgetting the mill in flames as he drank in the new sweet hope she seemed to give him. He could not leave her thus with that won derful light in her eyes. No doubt the Are was subdued, and how little he could do at best; there were so many stronger than ho. But suddenly a tongue of flame leaped up into the black sky like lightning. "I would so love to stay, darling, but the mills arc on fire my father's mills. I might save them. Don't you understand it would be infamous in me to" "I only said yon make a mistake." Till ho dies Philip Breton never will forget that scene; the darting flames beckoning him away, and this beautiful woman, for whose first fond caress he would " .e given every thing but his manhood hi. .-.Mor, inviting him to stay. And in her changed face lie thought he saw such sweet promise of lovo if he stayed and such sure presage of evil if he went. "Good night," ho said with faltering voice as he drew up the reins. "Good night," she answered slowly as she turned to go in, and ho thought he heard ber other sentence over again, "You make a mis take." It was Number Two mill on fire, but all that ingenuity and strength could do seemed do: ng as well without Philip. The men were as busy as bees. Fifty manned the brakes of the hand engine, and pumped as vigorously as if there was no such thing as lame backs and aching muscles, while on top of the en "no beside tho bell, which rang with every vi-oke of the brakes, stood their foreman keeping time with his arms a'l.l wholo body, Hiid biieoiiraging them with his hoarse, ex cited voice. Then there were three hydrants iu full operation and a crowd of men to keep the hose iu condition, and four i we in rub ber suits to hold the nozzles and direct the streams of fast flowing water where it would quickest subdue the fierce flames. There seemed nothing for Pliilip to do. He was worth no more than the crowd of chattering women, who stood as near tho fire as their rough voiced men would let them. How odd their thin white faces looked, half hid by the shawls tied about their heads. It was a great event in their dull, monotonous lives; the very foundations of their world seemed shaken, and they could not talk fast enough to express their crude thoughts at the break ing up of old associations. "Carry tho hose up to the next story," shouted the foreman. "The ladder is not long enongh," answered one of the men in rubber suits. "Can't you climb? Who can, then?" This was Philip's opportunity, and he hur ried up tho ladder two rounds at a time. Then ho swung himself off on the lightning rod. Its sharp edges cut his tender hands, but in his eagerness he did not notice it In a moment more he had pulled himself up to tho window sill and burst in tho sash. a. hen he reached down for the hose and a cheer went up for the rich man's son who was not afraid of work. He heard his father's voice below thanking tho men for their devotion, as the sullen flames seemed to give way before their tire less efforts. But it was no time now for idle felicitations. The fire seemed under control, but if the mastery were relaxed, it would leap high again in its fury, and the other mills must go too, for all they stood now so cold and proud. The smoke grew thinner in the wind 3W where Philip stood, so he could look down on the sweaty faces and bending forms of the men at the brakes. Everything depended on them, and how strong they sent the water through the hose he held, and forced back the fire inch by inch from its prey. If they could only keep it up a few moments more the mills would be out of danger. Each stroke of the brakes mado the hose throb against his side ahnost liko a giant's pulse. God grant them strength a few moments more. Suddenly he heard a loud voice raised above tho murmur of the crowd. "Wise boys ye be, to clench the nails in yer own coffins. Aint this mill yer jail and its bosses your jailers? Is there a fool of ye all, but knows old Breton who grins so nice to-night on ye, but knows him for a tyrant, who grinds us to powder?" Philip saw a short, burly man whoso hair was cropped close to his round head, shout ing and gesticulating wildly, as he mado his way up to tho engine and then leaped upon it The brakes stop moving aud the fire sends up now tongues and leaps along the smoking beams and rafters in fresh fury, while the men listened breathlessly to this stranger. The women too gather nearer, and look in curiosity at their husbands and brothers who drink in so eagerly his poisoned words. "Is'pose ye thought ye didn't work long enough for yer ninety cents a day. But ye hev. Ay, boys, that big heap o' brick stands for that old man's meanness; it's the machine to crush 3'e. It's the way he bleeds ye. But how sweet he is to-night Yo never noticed it before, did yo? He's seed you a starvin' on the wages he paid, and yer purty darters gone to tho bad for the want of a few things all gals kinder like. Some on ye, too, has got old and cripples in his service. He aint ever guv a mite, has he? Now it's your turn." And the man shouted loud above the hiss ing, crackling flames that leaped out of a dozen windows in wild glee. "Let his mills burn fur a warnin' to such as ho who mako so much sorror and misery in thi&ero purty world that if Satan tortured their cruel souls forevermore, it wouldn't be a feather in tho balance. Let him know the despair of a poor man for once." It was almost madness that glittered in the fellow's darting eyes, and his voice grew hoarse and terrible as he pointed his thick fingers at the miH half hid in smoke, lit up in spots, with forks of flame. "Let every plank of it go. It's only served to make him richer each month, and ye poorer. Such a machine as that don't de sarvo to stand. Let his riches he's used so poor turn to ashes this night Tears and prayin' couldn't git equal rights for us; the fire will do it, though." Ezekicl Breton elbowed his way into their midst He had lost his hat, and stood pale in his agony in the presence of the men who thought ho had wronged them. He was con scious of no guilt; he had only made his money as others made theirs; fairer, indeed, than mere money lenders, who added noth ing to the world's productions. He knew, of course, the poor suffered, but a man can't be too squeamish, and the same road was open to them that he had taken. And as for wages, who could blame a man for getting heip as cheaply as he can? That is business. Mr. Breton knew but one argument for them.- "If you want pay be shoots, "here It money, a dollar an hour to each man." But not a face relaxed; he looked fearfully iroin one to another, and then up at tne grinning face "of the stranger, "only save niymlll." Tho old man put up his hand to his white hair in a piteous gesture as ho glanced at the sheets of name and lurid smoke that shut-off the sky above his devoted milL "See the fire grows every second, we are lost unless you go to work ; I will pay ten dollars an hour.'1 The brakes began to move slowly up and down. Philip felt the water throb through. the hose as it touched his side, but it was only one fitful spurt, for the stranger, who seemed to hold the mills at his mercy, bad found his voice again. "Keep yer money, old man; you will need every penny of it, for you've cheated yer last out of yer help in them mills. Yer mill bez got toga" Philip saw his father turn toward his mills, the pride of his life, and look as fondly at their grim walls as a man on the woman he loves, and the tears of futile agony wet his cheeks. That moment the young man aged ten years. The crowd fell back again, and another speaker mounted the strange rostrum. He looked young for such a crisis, but there was a new suggestion of power in his lips and the sullen crowd wondered what he thought he could say to persuade them. "I suppose," began Philip slowly, as if every minute might not be worth a fortune, "I presume," and his voice sounded dry and hard, "you will want your wages as usual, next pay day. Is there any one of you f ool ish enough to imagine you will get them if the mills go?" Then the young man glanced at the burly stranger, who, clearly enough, was taken aback by this new style of appeal to a crowd. "Possibly this brood shouldered friend of yours is going to find a living for you. You have got to find it somewhere, and you won't have particularly good characters to recom mend you to new t. rants. "Mind, men, I don't say but it is quite fair, but mill owners manage their business about the same way. It is all very well to complain, but the first necessity is a place to work; if there isnt that, you surely can't have any rights. I may as well tell you, the mills are heavily insured, and you can't quite have the rare satisfaction of seeing that old man ruined. But I doubt if he will care to put any" more mills under such extra risks. Some of your women and ignorant people, who don't see the fun of starving, may think you have done a poor night's work." The stranger had disappeared, and the faces of the men, clustered about their en gine, had lost their sullen cast. The young man's black eyes glistened in the new ecstasy of an orator's triumph. "One thing I will promise. I will do what I can in your behalf. I know the lines of most of you have fallen into hard places, and I promise if I can see any way to lighten tho burden of life on your shoulders I will help you." The men returned to their work with a murmur of approval. Was it too late? The brakes started up again. Tho men ran up the ladders again, with the hose iu their hands, in the renewed battle with the fire. Philip had moved the crowd. He had chosen instinctively tho only method for tho crisis, while tho flames crackled und flashed in high carnival. But was it not too late The men were working with new energy new hopes were in their hearts. Tho mill owner's son lad promised to help them; he sympathized with their cheerless poverty, and who could do more than he? If the whole line of mills went it would be upon their consciences, and the thought put fresh strength into their weary arms mid more fearless courage into their hearts. But precious time had been lost and the wind had clanged so that now the red, greedy tongue of flame lapped the frowning brick walls of tho next mill, and lavished their hot, wanton lasses as if it were love and not hate whose fury would consume them. When the moon was setting in the west, that night, Mi. Breton found his .sou all grimy with smoke, with clothes torn, and drenched in water, out of all semblance to the gentleman of elegant leisure. He stood by the smoldering ruins of Number Two milL "Aren't you coming home to-night, Philip, my dear boy? How proud Bertha would have lieen if she could have seen her hero to night." Bertha! What a strange influence her v- ;rcls and manner at parting had left upon him: its if, some way, in leaving her just when he did, he hod lost her forever. God forbid! He could not shake it off; it was with him as he waited almost alone in the great mill yard; all Uie excitement and re sponsibilities of the night had not dispelled it He looked down moodily into the smok ing mass of crumbled walls and roof and blackened timbers, and watched for tho little forks of flame that started up boldly, now and then, as if it were not yet too late for a new battle, and then seemed abashed at find ing themselves alone iu the dark, und sank back. "You have saved the mrtls," said his father, wringing I u bruised hand till it hurt him. "God bless you, my son. - I didn't guess how much thero was in you." Philip looked up at the scorched walls off on the right, and the long pile of massive structures away to the left, unshaken by the whirlwind of fire. In a few hours more they would be alive with rushing belts and wheels, and with the feet of tho men und women, telling how strange it was there was a place left for work todaj'. Yes, he had saved them, "but ut whtt price:" He spoke half to himself. If he oi , knew what Bertha had meant "What price? Oh, your promise to do what you could for tho men mid ali that It was guardedly put, my boy." And his father laughed appreciatively. "Inexorable parent must be considered, though, ha, ho. You will catch your death of cold. Well, if you will stay, good night" CHAPTER IX. T7EA1C MAN. It was at dusk a few days after Jane Graves had come to the Ellingsworthstlut "he stood at the dining room window. It was almost iu sight of her c!l dreary home, and yet another world; how strange that the two should be so near and not change or shadow each other. But Jane Graves vra not the girl to trouble herself over hard ques tions. She breathed her new atmosphere in unmixed delight, wliile latent senses awoke each day only to bo gratified. At this moment she stood in a very charm ing attitude leaning lightly against the window casing, her prettily rounded arm raised to play with the curtain tassel. Her master rather liked to linger in the dining room 9 ad read his evening paper. Occasion ally he would glance at the girl who had such pretty poses; he had quite a taste for pictures, aud then she afforded him an excuse for not a little cynical philosophy. Mr. Ellingsworth had one peculiarity that would certainly seem very commendable. Ho never spoke rudely to any one; it would have been impossible for his finely grained nature. Sho thought him polite and kind, and in her in nocence imagined his was the usual manner of the well bred with their hirelings. The other servants knew that humiliation was a part of their required week's work, which their wages were considered to pay for; antf expticted to see the thunderbolt faH ou this foolish girl who did not know how precious was the purchased privilege of being cringed to. But strange enough the thunderbolt did not hasten. Suddenly the girl started, and a deep flush lit up her dark face. Up tho walk, to the front doorway, came the man of whom she thought, with his own lordly stride as if he wero a prince, indeed, as he deserved to lie. Her heart was in a sweet glow; he had found her out, aud had come for her. She would leave all these beautiful things with rapture for him. Mr. Ellingsworth saw the man's figure at the front gate, and the girl's start, and smiled rather disagreeably. He had won dered before why her lover didn't come, and here he was at the front door, no doubt ex pecting to be entertained in the parlor. Jane Graves gliSW into the halL Suddenly grown shy at the maiden passion of her own heart, she slowly opened the front door. What would he say first? Would he take her band which had grown so white and soft lately? Would he ask to kiss her, and with beating heart she stood in the open door way. It had now grown almost dark, perhaps he did not see her plainly. "Did you ring?" she asked foolishly, while her heart sank down, down, would it never stop? "Is your mistress inP What was this some strange mutakc? Could he not see who it was held the door open for him! "My mistress, Hiss Ellingsworth? why yea, she is h the parlor." It must be a joke, but now be bad frightened ber enough, and how they would laugh together over it She was attempting to smile, when she heard the par lor door open behind her. "Yes, I am here." It was Bertha ElUngs worth's voice. The visitor - sed in, and Jane Graves shut the out dot r heavily and sank upon the floor, piv.--i!ij with both her hands against her bunn ; heart Then she leaped upon her feet in .-.;ddeu madness and hurried along toe hall to the parlor door. What right had this rich woman to steal away her lover? . e would care only to amuse herself with him for a few days and then her servants would be told to shut the door in his face. Such cold creatures as she never love; passion they know nothing of, only the passion to break honest men's hearts. Why not warn him? Oh, but what was Jane Graves to him? he might remind her how he had spurned her from him once. Jane Graves went back into the dining room, now grown dark, and threw herself into a chair. The poor cannot fight against the rich. Ah! but she could hate her mis tress' white face. Sho could curse her in her thoughts with all the evils in the universe. The girl burst into a passion of tears. . "What is the trouble, little girl?" It was her master's voice. She had forgotten him. The girl beard him draw a chair near hers, but she did not uncover her face. "Was your beau unkind to you? Well, don't have anything more to say to him, then, Jennie." Why! the elegant Mr. Ellingsworth was actually kissing his maid! What difference did it make? the one sho loved had thrown her away, and trampled her devotion under his feet. She even lot him draw her shapely little head to his shoulder, and take her hands away from her face. They hid her lips, he said. Then the door bell rang. Mr. Ellingsworth teas actually kisting his maid! Mr. Ellingsworth answered the bell him selfa breach of etiquette not frequent with him, even under the liberalizing influence of village manners. "Mr. Breton, charmed to see 3'ou," and thero was not the faintest trace of ill humor in his perfectly trained voice. The old gen tleman might have been the most opportune of guests. But his daughter lad not been schooled enough for such self control, and she started to her feet as her parlor door opened, almost iu consternation. There was quite a study for character in the room at that moment Curran had not arisen; his lips might have been closed a littlo tighter than usual, but his face did not even reveal surprise. Mr. Breton had reached the center tr t lie room before he saw whom Bertha had l-.-i enter taining, but now he stood in astonishment which he lad no concern to hide .napping his black eyes from thr young lady who was soon to be his svuiV wife to this weaver in tho mill, who did not wii so much out of place in this fasbiotm: ' : .-In:-, either. Thecrisii had come, and ... was entirely unpre pared for it. lie r rt was fluttering wildly, and for the moment she wished she had never seen the man who-e presence embarrassed her. A moment before tthe had forgotten there was such a thing as wealth or rank, devoutly confident such a man as her guest could stand before kings; but the door had opened and let in the breath of pride and caste, scattering the halo about tho poor man's head. Suddenly she looked with new repugnance at him she had just thought so sublime. Why did be not go? She was flushed with vexation at his stublrnness in delaying. Had he no sense of pri.t riety, to court a social meeting with her aristocratic fnther, who would ridicule him witho. t his guessing it, and the blunt mill ownei. who would bo sure to insult and brou . i.im plainly; She expect ed to see !:.'- wk- wardly and shuffle out of the ioj:.i, j crimps pulling his foreloek respectfully to the com pany tStat was not for such as he. (To be Con'iiiued.) ANOTHER LINCOLN STORY. Remiiiiscriires of a I-ady Ylult to the l'rctililent During the War. In a lute issue of The Times I rend with great pleasure the two anecdotes of Mr. Lincoln. It is well that these oft appear ing stories of our glorious president should be widely circulated, for these little rem iniscences enable us to appreciate more thoroughly the goodly character of the num. As too much cannot be said about Mr. Lincoln, I am induced to send you the following account of an interview which the writer had with him: I called upon him to ask for a position in the service for my son. Alas! I re ceived it, my boy went to the war and never returned. I was accompanied by a lady companion, a southern woman, and wc had with us a little boy, a grandson of Lord Fairfax. After a pleasant inter view my friend said: "Will you give me your autograph for a friend in England?" I, however, had hesitated to ask him, al though wanting one very much. He went to his desk and wrote: "Yours truly, A. Lincoln," but instead of giving it to my friend, who had usked for it, he handed it to me, and I still have it among my treas ures. He then wrote simply, "A. Lin coln." Handing it to my friend he re marked, sotto voce: "That is good cnougl for England." I then said: "Mr. President, I have brought a grandson of Lord Fairfax to see you." He was a beautiful boy, and Mr. Lincoln, who was always fond of children, extended his hand, saying: "He bids fair to be ft handsomer man than I am. Well, my little man, you are for the Union?" The boy looked up into Mr. Lincoln's face and replied: "Somewhat!" Both I and my friend were horrified, she, a southern womau, fearing we would be arrested, aud I, that I would fail in getting my boy's appointment; but Mr. Lincoln only laughed and said: "I guess there are a good many soinewhats!" Just as we were about to withdraw, wishing to express my thanks for his courtesy, 1 said: "Oh! Mr. Lincoln, you do not know how much I shall prize your autograph, and if you only get us out of this war it will be ever very precious." I shall never forget his earnest, careworn,, yet hopeful, expression of countenance as he replied: "You pray for me and I will do the best I can." After getting into our carriage I said to the boy, who was only about .- years of age: "Why did jouayyou w ere some what for tho Union?" He replied: "Wiry, mamma is always crying and praying foi the south, and papa is serving Uncle Sam, and I cannot help being somewhat.'" Cor. Philadelphia Times. "BIH Arp'" Uttle Farm. You know I was an old fashioned Dem ocrat, brought up to believe in free trade and sailors' rights. I am one now, but something has happened. I own a little farm near Cartersville. I used to gather my corn and sell it in Atlanta for what ever they would give me. I had some pasture land for my stock, and raised wheat, vegetables and fruit in a small way. What we could not consume was wasted. When the tariff went into opera tion old Joe Brown started some iron de velopments near by, and the Cartersville station became quite a village. The day before I left home I sold seventeen loads of hay. Buyers didn't bargain for it, but came and took all I could spare at my own price. I haven't sold a bushel of corn in several years. Those fellowB come and buy it by the dozen for roasting ears. It's so with everything that grows on my land. I cannot raise as much as they want I'm in favor of the thing that did it, so I'm a "protectionist. Atlanta Constitution 1 (Dam). A Soaad Legal Opinion. E. Bainbridge Munday, Esq., County Attorney, Caayroojaty, Tex, says: "Hare used Electric Bitten with most happy j results. My brother also was very low ! with malarial fever and jaundice, but was cured by timely use of this medi cine. Am satisfied Electric Bitters saved my life." Mr. D. I. Wilcoxson, of Horse Cave, Ky., adds a like testimony, saying: He positively believes, he would have died, had it not been for Electric Bitters. 'This great remedy will ward off, as well as cure Malarial Diseases, and for all Kidney, Liver and Stomach Disor ders stands unequoled. Price 50 cents. and $1 at Dowty' fc Becher'e. . i Call me not an olive, till thou see me J gathered. 1 -- . j Try Moore's headache cure, it beats ! the world. For sale by Dr. A. Heintz. The child says nothing, but what it heard by the fire. Good Wages Ahead. George Stinson 4 Co., Portland, Maine, can give job work that you can do and liro at home, making great pay. You are started free. Capi tal not needed. Both sexes. All age. Cut this oat and write at once; no ham will be done if you conclude not to go to work, after you learn all. All particulars free. Best paying work iu this world. 4-ly Fear nothing but sin. Dr. L Bader, of Fulton, Kan., says: "I have been practicing medicine for 27 years. Many times I have prescribed Chamberlain's Cough Remedy and do not believe it has an equal in the mar ket." It is a certain cure for Coughs, Colds and Hoarseness. It is a splendid expectorant. It contains no opium, chloroform or any injurous substance, 50 cents a bottle. Sold by Dowty & Becher. A man's discontent is his worst evil. I am- selling "Moore's Tree of Life" and it is said to give the very best satis faction. Dr. A. Heintz. 30-6m3 Say no ill. of the year till it be past. Doa't Experiment. You cannot afford to waste time ex perimenting whon your lungs are in danger. Consumption always seems, at first, only a cold. Do not permit any dealer to impose upon you with some cheap imitation of Dr. King's New Dis covery for consumption, coughs and colds, but ba sure yon get the genuine. Because he can make more profit he may tell you he has something just as good or just the same. Don't be diceived, but insist upon getting Dr. King's New Discovery, which is guaranteed to give relief in all throat, lung and chest af fections. Trial bottles free at Dowty k Berber's drag store. Large bottles SI. The lest mirror is an old friend. Any person who is effected with Tet ter, Suit Ilheum or any itching or smart ing skin disease, had better try Cham berlain's Eye and Skin Ointmeut. They will certainly never regret it. It is guaranteed to give satisfaction. Sold by Dowty & Becher. There were no ill language, if it were not ill taken. A positive cure for liver and kidney troubles, constipation, sick and nervous headache and all blood diseases is "Moore's Tree of Life." Try it. Sold by Dr. A. Heintz. It is no sure rule to lish with a crose bow. The Excellent QHalitien Of the delightful liquid fruit remedy, Syrup of Figs, commend it to all who suffer from Habitual Constipation, In digestion, Piles, etc. Being in liquid form and pleasing to the taste, harmless in its nature, strengthening as well as cleunsing in its proertieB, it is easily taken by old and young, and truly bene ficial in its effects, and, therefore, the favorite family remedy, especially with ladies and children, who reqnire a gen tle yet effective laxative. For sale only by Dowty & Becher. Good service is a good enchantment. A conflict for possession. When your system becomes disordered do not let sickness or disease take possession. Take St. Patrick's Pills at once. They act promptly, cure costiveness and bilious disorders. They ward off diseases and tone up the whole system. Sold by Dowty & Becher. The lion is not so fiercs us they paint him. Worth Your Attention. Cut tliis oat and mail it to Allen i Co., Au gusta, Maine, who will send you free, something new, that just coins money for all worken. As wonderful as the electric light, as genuine as pure sold, it will prove of lifelong value and importance to you. Both sexes, all ages. Allen & Co. bear expense of starting: joa in business. It will bring you in more cash, right away, than anything else in this world. Anyone anywhere can do the wark, and live at home also. Iietter write at once; then, knowing all, should you conclude that yon don't care to engage, why no harm is done. 4-1y He is a fool that thinks not that an other thinks. Neither eyes on letters, or bands coffers. in What a Time People formerly had, trying to swallow the old-fashioned pill with its film of magnesia vainly disguising its bitter ness ; and what a contrast to Ayer'a Pills, that have been well called " med icated sugar-plums" the only fear be iug that patients may be tempted into taking too many at a dose. But the directions are plain and should be strictly followed. J. T. Teller, M. D., of Chittenango, K. Y., expresses exactly what hundreds have written at greater length. Ho says: " Ayer's Cathartic Pills are highly appreciated. They are perfect in form and coating, and their effects are all that the most careful physician could desire. They have supplanted all tho Fills formerly popular here, and I think It must be long before any other can be made that will at all compare with them. Those who buy your pills got full value for their inoney." "Safe, pleasant, and certain in their action," is the coucisu ttsthnony of Dr. George E. "Walker, of Marliiw villo, Virginia. " Ayer's Pills outsell all similar prep arations. The public having oiH'e used them, will have no others." Berry, Veuable & Collier, Atlanta, Ga. Ayer's Pills, Prepared by Dr.'J. C. Ayer fc C., Lowell. Mas elaTfcy all Dealer la M ecUelae. 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