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THE WEST SHORE.
you teased at Breistolen. Yon have fallen in love with
my fine clothes, and my pearls, and my maid's work! not
with me. You have fancied the girl you saw other men
make much of. But you have not loved the woman who
might have prized that which Miss Guest has never
learned to value.
"How old are you?" I said hoarsely.
"Ninntoen!" she snapped out And then for a mo
ment we were both silent
" I begin to understand now," I answered slowly, as
mxu as I could conquer something in my throat " Long
ago, when I hardly knew you, I hurt your woman's pride,
ami since that you have plotted
"No, you have trioked yourself 1"
"And schemed to bring me to your feet that you
might have the pleasure of trampling on me. Miss Guest,
your triumph is complete, more complote than you are
ablo to understuiid. I loved you this morning above all
me worm-as my own nre-as every hope I had. See, I
kill you this that you may have a momont's keener pleas
ure when I am goue." ,
"Don't! don't!" she cried, throwing herself into a
chair aud covering her face.
"You have won a man's heart and cast it aside to
gratify an old pique. You may rest coutunt now, for
thnro is uothiug wantiug to your vengeauce. You have
given me as much pain as a woman, the vainest aud the
most heartless, caii give a man. Good-bye."
And with that I was leaving her, fighting my own
pain aud passion, so that the little hands she raised as
though they would ward olT my words were nothing to
inn. I felt a savage delight in soeing that I eould hurt
her, which dMdeund my own grief. The victory was not
all with her lying tl,re sobbing. Only where was my
hat? Let me get my hat and go. Let me escape from
this room wherein every trifle upon which my eye rested
awoke some memory that was a pang.
Where was the hat? I had brought it up. I could
not go without it It must be uu.L.r I... i..;. i... .n .
, , . uv on mat
was unlucky, for it was nowhere else. I could not stand
7 " 1 K up to her, with oold words
of a(ology upon my li,, MH boig OB6 ,lur auJ
ngu her wrmt, half hidden by fallen hair, the scar she
bad brought home from Norway, I don't know how it was
that I fell on my kuee by her and cried;
"Oh, Ual, I loved you so! Let us purt friends."
- ur a moment -sil,,,, Then she whispered, her
hand iu m.ne: hy did you not say Ub to LeSnT 1
only told you that Mis. Guest had not learned to value
your love." ""ut
"And ltab?" I murmured, my brain in a whirl.
IiBarund long ago, poor girl!"
And the fair, Ur-sUiueJ face of my tyrant looked
Ltrunfr;rwHuj
I f ,OW," h,iJ, M3ftt m Uw yu' ir
YSV yU " Upoa W' purpose."
Aud Bab blushed. I believe she did.
Stanuj J. Winui.
A SUNKEN CONTINENT ON THE PACIFIC.
THE fact is quite generally conceded among scientists
that the probabilities are strongly in favor, of the
supposition that thore formerly enisled a large island of
continental dimensions between the West Indies and the
western coast of Africa. This continent is supposed to
be the "Atlantis" of the ancients. Becent discoveries
point to the further probability that there also onoe
existed afflimilar continental area of land in the Pacifio
Ocean, between the west coast of South America and the
present Australian continent At a recent meeting of
the Academy of Sciences of San Franoisco, Captain
Churchill read a very interesting paper in relation to
this matter. His paper referred especially to the gigan
tic sculptured figures still to be seen upon Easter Island,
and evidently the work of a different race than that which
now inhabits the island, and one much, more numerous,
since the works referred to are on too large a scale to
have been constructed except by many hands. He argued
that a vast continent once existed where there is now
nothing but a waste of ocean, dotted with countless isles
and islets of varying size and charaoter, the majority
showing in their formation the traces of that former vol
canic action which either upheaved them from the depths
of the sea or shattered and sunk the continent of which
they are now the only vestige. Easter Island, it is be
lieved, was once the home of a population numbering
many thousands, of whom scarcely any now remain. Be
sides dwelling upon the sculptured figures to be found
there, Captain Churchill laid much stress upon the hiero
glyphic tablets of wood discovered upon Easter Island,
and which are the only instanoe of a written language in
Oceanica. He thought sufficient attention had not been
given them. From other sources we learn that a German
government vessel recentlv VlaifAd fliaf lalonJ nA wtrwlsx
j ..HAW vuuv idiouU) auu uiauo
a large collection of prehistoric remains', and made copi
ous uo,8 oi otner matters of scientific interest The
German Government, it is understood, are making pre
parations to send another expedition to Easter Island
with a corps of scientists and engineers to sketch the
island, survey the ground, and to make plans and sec
tions of the prehistoric buildings and ruins. Our own
Government has also taken steps to secure some of these
valuable remains representing the prehistoric and known
races or this hemisphere. Instructions have already been
sent to Admiral Uoshur.
squadron, to send one of his vessels on a cruise in the
direction of Easter Island, and to make such explorations,
oo lections and reports as he may think important in the
ntereeu of his Government The Government of France
the establwhineut of a protectorate.
veJoVtUr m b1tLf.R0Cota given by the German
vessel that the island, w nK ; . n :. ,
STLTTi I "CUlptUred The habitants
ofthe udand know nothing about the remains, and even
STr -ir D0 a0OUnt f U there when