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discover her yunng mistress' secret; and \ n r ^ \ jr \ I / i H CH APTER IX. had given her instant consent. She re For some reason Pauline Mailing was membered only that her mistress had In a very irritable state of tuind. Per been cruel to her in the time of her haps she was regretting the moment's trouble; and she registered a vow that. If Impulse that had prompted her to ac there was any secret In Pauline Mail cept a nameless young painter. Ral>ette. ing's past life, she would huut it out uud too, seemingly had a weight on her mind. humiliate her. • • • • • • • She crept about her work, laying out Miss Mailing's elegaut evening toilet A letter lay by Ethel's plate; but she with a subdued air very different from did not touch it. Mr. Mallett, self-ab her usual noiseless activity. Uabette was sorbed as ever, did not notice how hla doing her best to get through her duties, daughter was struggling to preserve her when, as ill luck would have it. memory usual composure all through the break for a moment asserted itself and brought fast time. before her a picture of a pretty black- Jack Dornton had not intended to be eyed urchin tossing from side to side in cruel when he wrote; but, after destroy his small cot and crying out her name ing a dozen sheets of paper in his desire nnceasingly as he refused the cooling to tie neither too soft nor too hard, lie drink offered by a hand he did not love. decided at last that the shorter aud plain The maid sobbed— sobbed audibly. er he made it the better; aud this was Miss Mailing raised her eyes from what he had written: their contemplation of the carpet and "M y Hear Ethel— l should not have looked in dignified surprise at the young had the courage to do as you hare done; Frenchwcman. Noting for tin* tirst time but perhaps you are right— as indeed you For the future will you the signs of tears on her face. Miss always are. allow me to consider myself Mailing felt augry. “ Your faithful friend, “ What in heaven's name is the matter " J O H N l iO R N T O N ? ” with you, Babette? Pray don't let me " I am glad— so very glad 1 wrote It. have any weeping and wailing. I f there is oue thing that exasperates me more It would have been dreadful if ne had married, aud Jack had found out that thau another, it is a crying woman.” "Pardon, mademoiselle; the grief over he did not care for me afterward. Now came me in spite of myself. I did not 1 had better destroy that anonymous 1 thought that perhaps Jack intend to speak; but, as you have noticed letter. my sorrow. 1 will make bold to tell jtii might have wished the engagement to that 1 have a little stepbrother, the only continue, iu which case 1 should have being in the world who is related to me. sent the letter to him uud asked for au and I have here a letter telling me he explanation.” Mo Ethel went bravely about her home is very ill. and that he asks for me night and day— night and day.” The poor girl's duties, though her very lips were white voice broke for a moment; but she rallied with the restraint she was putting ou She tried with all her and went on. “ I f mademoiselle could her feelings. spare me for just enough time to get to strength of mind she possessed to put her Boulogne and back to see the poor little humiliating grief away from her. “ Why should I sorrow for him if he fellow!” "And what am I to do in the mean can throw me off without one word of time'!?” Pauline asked icily. “ Of course regret?” she asked herself, angrily. Still, in spite of her determination to you can go if you like: but you need not come back. I am surprised you should crush her love under the weight of her ask me such an insane thing, when you self-respect, she now and again felt as know the house will be full of people the if her heart would break. She resolute day after to-morrow. 1 could not possi ly denied herself the relief of tears, aud bly do without you. Pray do not say an suffered far more intensely iu conse other word about it, aud please leave off quence. The thrushes and the lively robins and crying.” Babette moved away to the far end perky sparrows were having a good time of the room, wiped her eyes, and stood of it on the lawns at the Wigwam that for an instant quite still, repressing the morning. Captain Felling was fond of these small birus, aud liked to see them sobs that shook her frame. " I f my little Pierre dies without see about the place, and he had determined ing me I will uever forgive you— never! to do what he could to tame them dur I will watch for a chance of doing you ing the hard wiuter weather, should he a great harm; and it will come if I am decide to stay on in the Wigwam, which he had taken furnished for six months. patient.” the girl thought. After dressing Miss Mailing and mak He did not take much notice of the little ing the dressing room tidy, Babette pass creatures this morning, though. He was ed through the picture gallery on her way in a “ brown study.” and sat so motion to Mrs. Perkins' sanctum for her usual less on his comfortable cane chair under cup of tea. Thinking everybody must the veranda that the more courageous of be downstairs, she stopped at Jack's easel the birds hopped about within a yard of his feet. and looked at Pauline's picture. The fact was Captain Pelling was dis “ So you think the world is made for He had expected a letter your pleasure? You are too high a lady appointed. to troub.e yourself with your servants either from Ethel or Mr. Mallett that affairs; but perhaps they will trouble morning, to settle their visit on the mor themselves with yours, madarne! 1 have row. seen you flinch aud shrivel up strangely “ Even if they do not care to come,” sometimes. People don't shrivel up for he told himself, “ they might have been nothiDg, unless they have a fear of some civil enough to send souiq conventional thing; and if they have a secret fear, excuse.” there must be something bad to cause A fter awhile It occurred to him that It. I f my little darling dies without the perhaps the Mallets bad written, and comfort of kissing his Babette once, it that the letter had miscarried— and he will be your fault; and all my life long felt somewhat relieved at the bare idea. I will watch, watch, watch, to try to He made up his mind that he would go repay your cruelty to me and him!” — up to town in any case; and as he went and she looked as if she meant it. along he would decide upon what course Jack, who had stopped until the last he would pursue. And all through his moment finishing his rather difficult let vacillation he never once admitted to ter to Ethel in his own room, was struck himself that it was his longing to see by the intense hatred in the woman's Ethel again that had for the moment face aa he opened the door, wondered for transformed him into a human shuttle the moment what could have caused it, cock. wished the next that he could call it up Notwithstanding a short notice, the at will aud use her as a model for a fiend, phaeton was ready a minute before the and the next moment forgot ail about it. appointed time, looking perfect in every Throwing his letter on the hall table, detail. Pelling had the reins in his hand he hurried into tue drawing room to and his foot ou the st*^, when he noticed make his peace for being late. a telegraph boy coming toward the house. Babette had her quiet cup of tea with He waited a moment. Yes, it was for Mrs. Perkins, aud, with a plentiful shed him! ding of tears, wrote to the woman who “ From Geoffrey Mallett, Buckingham had charge of little Pierre, to say that street, Bloomsbury, to Captain Pelling. she could not come to her darling just The Wigwam, Wimbledon. Shull be with now. you at 2 o'clock to-morrow. Get sketches The letter was full of loving messages iu inspection order.” and prom.ses, and the poor girl's heart And the man of thirty felt a lad again felt very heavy as she put it into the in his light-heartedness, as he sent bis bag. She had taken it into the hall her handsome bays along the road. self. There was another letter lying there ready stamped for the post; site C H A P T E R X. took it up carelessly, recognized it by the Jack’s love-making went on swim red seal as the oue Jack had had in his mingly during the lovely summer weath hand when he passed her in the gallery, er and among the beauties of Mailing- aud stood transfixed with surprise as she ford. The house was full of visitors read the address. now, and, In accordance with Pauline's “ The address of that pretty demoiselle wishes, their engagement was kept strict that I followed home from the museum ly private. Still, in spite gf all their by her orders! Why, there is something care, the state of affairs was pretty in th.s! Why, if she wants the address shrewdly guessed at by most of the peo of a lady who is known to Monsieur ple about them, and the well-bred guests Dornton, does she not ask him, instead wondered immensely at Miss Mailing's of setting me to follow her like a po sudden fit of unworldliness. Strangely liceman? I shall have that to find out!” enough, Babette, with all her sharpness, “ Babette, I want you,” Mrs. Perkins was one of the Inst to hear of her inis called from the door that shut off the tress’ infatuation for the “ artist chap,” servants’ quarters. as he was scornfully described among the Something in the voice, some subtle servants: but the moment she did hear of touch of sympathy, struck Babette’ s it she began wondering and watching un quick ear. She turned so sharply that til in her own mind she was sure that Mrs. Perkins had not time to conceal Miss Mailing was really deeply In love the black bordered letter she held in her with this good-looking Mr. Dornton. hand. With a heart rending cry, Babette Babette liked Jack, and, knowing, as she started forward aud snatched the letter believed she did, the evil of Pauline’s from her. heart, she was sorry to think that snch She was a quick, impetuous, unreason an altogether too charming yonug man ing aud unreasonable creature; she did should he so thrown way. not stop to consider that she could not Ho Babette was alwsys on tha watch have reached the child even If Pauline fur soma clew that would htlp her to annoying - dangerous at this time she showed great Interest in Mrs. Perkins' gossip about the family hoping to glean some scrap of informa tion that might be of use to her In fur thering her revengeful purpose. Catarrh is usually regarded as nothing more serious than a hud cold or "A nd If mademoiselle had married alight inflammation of the inner skin and tissues of the head und throat, against the wishes of Milord Summers, or without Ilia consent, she would have when it is, in fact, not only a vexatious and troublesome disease, but a com lost the whole estate?" she asked, one plicated and dangerous one. It is true tliat Catarili usually begins with a evening in August, as she sipped her tea cold in the head, but when the poisons, which me thrown off through the secretions, find their way into the blood, it becomes a constitutional trouble leisurely. es. If she did so before she was that affects all parts of the body. It has mure annoying anddisgustingsymp- twenty live; but after her twenty-fifth toms than any other disease. There is a sickening and offensive discharge birthday she wtu be free to marry whom from the nostrils, u constant buzzing noise in the ears, headaches and pains soever she pleases; and, as she will be iu the eves are frequent, while filthy, tenacious mutter drops back into the twenty-five ou the seventeenth of next throat n quirtng continual hawking and spitting, and in certain stages of tho month, there is not much chance of her disease the breath has an odor that is very offensive, Catunli is worse in sacrificing the estate at this late day, Winter, because the cold weather cb> es the porrs and glands, and the nois- after waiting until now." o r- and unhealthy vapors which should puss off that way are thrown back "That is so," observed Babette, with ot> the tender linings and tissues, causing the inllamuiution which statta a disappointed air. She reflected for a the unhealthy Sccietions to be ub- few moments. Slid a t'ash of liitelllgsnce ' - H nversI y e a r s a g o m y lilonit b lo o d w a s baa sorbed by the blood. When the blood as * of i> addition a diaadful oaa crossed her fsce as she asked, “ And If C a t a r r h . h. y H u b * w a s a t o i i p c d up, t becomes diseased with this catarrhal mademoiselle hail married In her ex >lli liad headaches, r i n g i n g uuiees In tny treme youth— before she wss known as matter all kinds of complications may c ar a and fait unfit fo r w o rk . I ooin- itianend tlis usa o f B. ft. 8. oil tha rauom- be looked for. As the blood circu the heiress of the property— how then?” inundation o f a frtnnd, and in a « h u rt “ I think she would lose everything.” lates through the body the foul mut tluin It curad ins ao uud and w all. I t p ut ter finds its way into the stomach, my blood In good co nd ition and I h a v s “ Who would hare It after her?” novar had tha s ligh tes t r a tu r n o f t h * "Sir Geoffrey, the late baronet's ruining the digestion and producing C a t a r r h alnca th at tima. UKO. D. C A R R , brother.” chronic Dyspepsia, or Catarrh of the No. COO E d g a r St, K va u evlU e, In d . “ To he sure! It must have been a great stomach. It also affects the Kidneys, blow to him when he found himself rob Bladder and other members of the body, while the general health is weak bed of everything liy his brother's In ened, appetite lost and the patient feels despondent and half sick nil the time. justice. What did ho do? Where did he Hut worst of all, if the trouble is not checked the lungs become diseased from go?" the constant passage o f poisoned blood through them, und Catarrh terminates " I don’ t know. He Is as proud as any in Consumption, the most fatal of all diseases. You cannot get rid of Ca of the family, and, when his brother tarrh by treating it with sprays, washes, Inhalations, etc., beenttse they only told him never to come near the place reach the membranes and tissues, while the real i auseof the trouble is in tho again, ho put on his hat without one word, and walked away with his head as blood. These relieve the annoying symptoms for a time, but the poison is high as If he were the heir of thousands. all the while getting a stronger hold on the system end when they are left We've never seen a sight of him since off will manifest itself in W orse form than before. S. S. S. is the greatest of that day, and it’s my belief we never all blood purifiers, and when it lias cleansed the blood, this pure, rich stream circulates through the body, carrying healthful properties to the diseased ■hall.” Babette believed she hail found the parts. Then the inflamed membranes and tissues In-gin to heal, the dis keynote to Pauline's secret trouble. That charges cease, the general condition o f there was secret trouble she never douht- the system is strengthened, every one for an instant. She had observed her of the annoying and disgusting symp mistress too closely to be misled on that toms pass nwav, uud the patient is left point; she knew that nothing but some in perfeet health. S. S. S. is the liest mighty fear could cause those sudden remedy for Catarrh. It goes right into starts, f»llowei| by periods of anxious, the blood nnd removes all effete matter heavy-browed thought, to which she was and catarrhal poison nnd cures the dis subject. And. when Babette went up ease permanently, and at the same time builds tip the entire system by its lino stairs, she reasoned the matter out. “ I have heard that she never knew tonic effect. S. S. S. is a purely vegetable remedy—non injurious to the sys she was her uncle's heiress until after tem and a certain, reliable cure for Catarrh. Catarrh stifferris will find our her father's death. What is mors likely free consulting department helpful in advising local treatment to I k ; used THE S W IF T S P E C IF IC C O ., A TLA N TA , GAm then than sho should have married out with S. S. i>. there In Italy— married some poor Idiot who was caught by her pretty face? And j H er Mlarrulilr l.uek. E verythin g l.lmllnt. then, when my lady suddenly finds that First Hummer tilri— l*ld you henr The old farmer went to one end o f she Is a rich woman, she is tired <>f this poor fool, and runs away nu 1 enjoys her shout the miserable luck 1 hud yester the swaying coach lo wath fils hands. life by herself. 1 believe 1 have found d a y ! He could find only a few remnants o f the dark spot in my tine lady's life! If Second Summer Girl— No; what wus soap. 'Boy,” be drawled, “ tliero dou't this Is ns 1 think, 1 can take from her It! seem to he much soap here?” her beloved fiance and her riches nt one First Summer Girl While In bath "No, ash," chuckled the porter, "you blow. How glorious that would be!" ing s man rescued me from drowning. know dls Is de limited. Kbbythlng Her face glowed with savage satis faction at the bare thought of so com- 1 Second Summer Girl— Why, I'd call aholid aui limited." Then the old uisn tried to fill a plete a revenge. She left her seat by the that good luck. First Summer G irl— But the man In glass from the wuter cooler. H e could bay window of Pauline's dressing room, and paced up and down, her rtcitement tha case Is married. ouly force out n few drops. being too great for her to reninin still. "W h ere's the water, boys?” European Breakfasts. The dusky gloom deepened until the room “ Not much water, sab. Dut atn lim Mark Twain, in speaking of the typi- ited, too.” was all iu shadow, and presently a house maid catue in and lighted tha candles in ral European breakfasts, said; “ Do Presently the porter brushed the tha large silver bruuches on the toilet you know what I ’ ll do? I ' l l nail n I old farmer down and the latter hand table. piece of cuttle-fish bone to the ehiui- j As the door closed behind the maid Bn- ney, and every morning I ’ ll bop up on ed him nine coppers. " W h y , b o ss." protested the porter, bette resumed her promenade, a ml came the mantel and take a pick at it with ' "yo* gib de porter ou do udder train a to a sudden stop as her eyes rested on a tin bill. It w ill be just as filling 1 the key left in the lock of a small bronze and much cheaper than a European qua rter.” box. This box contained Miss Mailing's “ I know that,” chuckled the old breakfast ” private keys! She looked up very little; It is evident that Mr. Clemens pre farmer, "but you know tills Is tho but what she did lock up she was rather limited, snd everything should be lim particular about, and her keys were in fers the typical American breakfast ited."— Chicago News. dish of I’ illsbury's Vitos with good variably kept In this Indian box, the key of which she carried about with cream and sugar. No llutien'a W o r k . her. Economical Thnnsht, Mrs. A1 de Mustahd— And have you As Babette stood looking with a dull, "Oh, George!” said Mrs. Yotingman, any paintings by Rubens? fascinated gaze nt the key, she heard the rustle of silken skirts in the gallery "m y canary bird’s dead.” Mrs. Justin de Hunch— Mercy, nol “ Yes?" replied her husband. “ You’re j A ll our pictures aro by the best ar outside. With a swoop like a hawk's, -o swift and noiseless was it, she pluck not grieving much.” tists. “ No; you see, I can have It stuffed cd the little key from the lock ami slip Mrs. A. de M.— But Rubens—— ped it into the pocket of her dainty frill for my hat next fall, and then the rest Mrs. J. de B.— Don't tell me. I nev ed apron. The next instant Miss Mailing o f the hat won’ t cost you so much."— er saw a rube yet that could paint.— turned the handle of the door and saw Philadelphia Press. Cleveland Lender. Babette rearranging the lace draperies fri O T PURELY VEGETABLE. I n A f t e r Yen re. round the looking glass. She crossed the I t e n l o r t n g th e Malnm-s. W i f e — But during our courtship you room and went straight to the table, "Wonderly has miele a fortuna in cot glanced quickly at the box, and then never objected to my talking. ton.” turned to Babette. Husband—O f course not. Being "Yes, but according to his wife’s “ Have you seen the key of this box?” talked to is one tiling and being talked dressmaker, he's fust losing it in silks.” "N o t to-day, mademoiselle.” at fa quite another. — Detroit Free Press. "Provoking!” She took it up in her hands and shorfic It. Yes, the keys are inside. Babette, I wish you not to lenve these rooms to-night until I come up to bed. I have dropped the key some where. I don't suppose it will be found until we have daylight to help us— it is so small. Have your supper sent up to you here.” “ Very good, mademoiselle.” Babette stood with her hands held tightly over her heart, listening to the rustle of the silken skirts along the gal lery and down the stairs. Then her expression changed from strained atten T h e K in d Y o u H a v e A l w a y s B o u g h t has b o r n e the s i g n » « tion to vivid triumph. She threw her tu re ol Chas. II. F letcher» a n d h as b e e n m a d e u n d e r I i I h clasped hands high over her head. She personal supervision fo r o v e r .TO years. A l l o w no one locked both doors, closed one window to t o deceive you in this. C oun terfeits, Im itations nml prevent the blinds from fluttering, and “ .Just-as-good ’ ’ a r e hut E x p e rim e n ts. and e n d a n g e r the then unlocked the small bronze box. She h ea lth oí C h ild re n — e x p e r ie n c e a g a in s t e x p e rim e n t. laughed as she picked out a key from the bunch Rnd tried to unlock Pauline's large desk. “ At last!” she whispered, as the lock Cantoriii Is a harmless su bstitute fo r C astor O IL |»nre- of the desk flew bac.t. koric. D r o p s a n d So oth in g Syrups. It Is Pleasant. It What is CASTORIA f T o he continued.t Jnet R esen tm en t, "You say your beard began to grow when you were Iff,” remarked the vis itor at the dime museum. “ May I ask how long It has taken you to bring It to Its present magnificent propor tions?” “ Sir,” said the Bearded Lady, Justly Incensed, “ you are the first man that has ever dared to ask my age!” — Chi cago Tribune. contains neither O p iu m , M o r p h in e n o r o t h e r JNarcotle substance. Its a g e is its g u a r a n te e . 11 destroys W o r m s nml allays Feverishness. It c ures D la r r h u - a a nd W i n d * . Í off'eves T e e t h in g T ro u b le s , c ures Constipation a n d ITatulency. It assim ilates the F o o d , re gu la te s th e Ntomacli a n d B o w e ls , g iv in g healthy aud natural sleep. T ho C h i ld r e n ’s P a n a c e a — T h o 31 o t h e r ’s F r ie n d . The Kind You Have Always Bought Bears tho Signaturo of A r t fu l D o d g er, l i e — Then I may hope? She— Well, you may ask papa. He— Impossible. She— W hy do you say that? He— Because I haven’t been able to get sight o f him since I loaned him $10 before Christmas. In Use For Over 3 0 Years. T H , C H IT .,« C O M »»«». „ M U M , , IT K IC T . n r w V O S S O IT V .