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CIIAPTKIt XV.
Llnley liml one iiiMtimt left, In wlilrli lio
mlKht have drawn hack Into the library In
time to vHrnpu Sydney' notice. lie win
Inrnpnblf of the effort of will. Grief and
biihik'Msc Imil deprived lilm of Unit elnntlc
rcndlnexH of mind wlileli wrings at once
from thought to nctlon. I-'or n moment he
iieilttited. In thnt moment she looked lip
mid hiiw lilm.
With n faint cry of nlarm she let the
cloaU drop from her hands. As helpless
ns he wiih, ns Hllent ns ho wuh, she stood
rooted to the pot.
"H'h Hiirely Letter for me," he quav
ered, "to hear the miserable news from
you than from a Hervant."
"What mlHprnble news?" she nuked.
"My poor little darling!" he Rasped.
"My only child!"
.She stepped close up to him: she laid
her hand gently and fe.irlessly on his nrtn.
"Oh, Mr. Mnley, what dreadful inlstake
Is this? Kitty's recovery Is only n mat
ter of time."
lie Ntnggernl back with a livid chance
In his face Htnrtllng to see. If the thought
In Mnley, at that moment, hud shaped
Itself Into words, ho would have said:
"And Catherine never told me of 111"
Sydney drew back from him. A faint
smile brlKlitened her face for a moment.
"Kitty has fallen asleep such n sweet,
peaceful sleepl I don't think I should
have left her but for that. The maid Is
wntchlng nt the bedside, and Mrs. Llnley
Is only away for u little while."
"Walt a few minutes," he pleaded, "It
Is so long since we have seen each other."
His manner became uiidlHgtilHcilly ten
der; his limgungc dinngi'd In the one way
of all others that was most perilous to
her he appealed to her pity. "Oh, Syd
ney, It's so hard to part with you!"
".Spare me!" she cried, passionately.
"1011 don't know how I Miller."
"Oh, I know It no words can say bow
I feel for you! Are you sorry for me,
Hydney? Have you thought of me alnce
we parted?"
Klie had striven against herself, and
ngnliiHt him, til her last effort at resist
ance was exhausted. In reckless despair
she let the truth escape her nt last.
"When do I ever think of anything
else! I mil a wretch unworthy of all the
kindness that lias been shown to me. I
don't deserve your Interest! I don't even
deserve your pity. Bend me awuy be
hard on me lie brutal to me. Have some
mercy on n miserable creature whose life
Is one lone, helpless effort to forget you!"
Her voice, her" look maddened lilm. He
drew her to his bosom, he held her In his
nnnsj she struggled vainly to get away
from' him, "Oh," she murmured, "how
cruel you nrc! Itemember, my dear one,
remember how weak I inn. Oh. Herbert,
I'm dying dying dying! Her voice
crew fainter ami fainter; her head sank
on his breast. He lifted her face to lilm
with whispered words of love. He kissed
her iikiiIii and again.
The curtains over the library entrance
moved noiselessly when they were parted
The footsteps of Catherine Llnley were
Inaudible us she passed through, nud en
tered the room, She stood still for a mo
ment In silent horror.
Not a sound warned them when she nd
valued. After hesitating for a moment,
she raised her baud toward her husband,
ns If to tell him of her presence by a
touch; drew It back, suddenly recoiling
from her own llrst Intention; and touched
Sydney Instead. Then, nud then only,
they knew what hud happened.
I'nie to face, those three persons with
every tie thnt had once united them
snapped asunder In an Instant looked nt
each other. The man owed n duty to the
loxt creature whose weakness had appeal
ed to Ids mercy In vain. The man broke
the silence.
"Catherine '."
With Immeasurable contempt looking
brightly out of her steady eyes, his wife
stopped lilm:
"Not a word!"
He refused to be silent. "It Is I," he
mild; "I only who am tn blame."
"Spare yourself the trouble of making
excuses," she answered; "they are need
iest. Herbert I.luley, the woman who
was once your wife despises you."
Her eyes turned from him and rested
on Sydney Weslerlleld.
"I have a last word to say to you. Look
at me, If you can. Listen to me, If you
can."
Sydney lifted her bend. She looked va
cantly at the outraged woman before her,
us If she saw a woman In a dream.
With the same terrible self-possession
which she bad preserved from the llrst
standing between her husband and her
governess Mrs. Llnley spoke.
"MUs Westerlleld, you have saved my
child's life." She paused selred the girl
by the arm and put her In the place
wlii i'h she had thus far occupied herself,
liemlly pale, she pointed to her hualmiid,
mid said to Sduey: "Take lilm!"
' Slowly she passed out of the room and
left them together.
CH.UTl'U XVI.
Mrs. Lluley's application for n divorce
was heard In the tlrst division of u.
Court of Se&slons at IMIiiburgli. the Lord
President being the Judge. The decree
was granted In customary form, giving
the custody of the child to the mother.
Line by line Herbert Llnley followed
the progiess of the law report. Word by
word he dwelt with morbid attention on
the teiins of crushing severity In which
I lie I.oi d President had spoken of Sydney
YhU rlleld and of himself. Sentence by
M'litenre lie read the reproof Indicted on
the unhappy woman whom he had vowed
to loo and cherish, And then even then
urged by his own self-tormentlug sus
picion, he looked for more. On the oppo
lie page there was a leading nrtlcle, pre
hcutlug comments on the trial, written In
a tone of lofty nud virtuous regret; taking
the wife's side against the Judge, lint de
claring, nt the same time, that no con
demnation of the conduct of the husband
and the governess could be too merciless,
and no misery that might oertnko them
In the future more than they had deserv
ed. If he had done nothing else, he had
drulued the bitter cup to the dregs, When
ho looked back, he saw nothing but the
life he had wasted. When his thoughts
turned to the future, they confronted n
prospect empty of nil proinNe to a man
still in the prime of life. Wife mid child
were ns completely lost to lilm ns if they
had been dead and it was the wife's do
lug. Had he any right to complain? Not
the shadow of n right. As the newspa
pers said, he had deserved It.
The clock roused lilm, striking the hour.
lie rose hurriedly, nud advanced toward
the window. While he was still there he
saw Sydney crossing the street on her way
back to him. She came Into the room with
her complexion heightened by exercise;
she kissed him, and said with her pretty
smile: "Hnvo you been lonely without
me?" Who would hnvo supposed thnt
the torment of distrust nud the drend of
desertion were busy at this woman's
heart?
He placed n chair for her. and seating
htmself by her side, asked If she felt
tired. Every attention that she could
wish for from the man whom she loved
was offered with every nppenrance of sin
cerity on the surface! She met him half
way, ami answered ns If her mind was
quite at ense.
"No, dear, I'm not tired but I'm glad
to get back."
She noticed the newspaper on the table.
"Anything Interesting to-dny?" she ask
edand drew the newspaper townrds her
to look nt it. He took It from her sud
denly, almost roughly. The heightened
color which told of recent exercise, health
ily employed, suddenly failed from her
fnce.
"Is It nil over?" she asked. "And Is It
put In the newspaper?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean the divorce."
He went back again to tho window
mid looked out. It was the easiest ex
cuse thnt he could devise for keeping Ills
face turned awny from her. She followed
lilm.
"I don't want tn read It, Herbert. I
only nsk you to tell me If you arc n free
mini ngnlii."
Quiet ns he was, her tone left lilm no
alternative but to treat her brutally or to
reply. Still looking out nt the street, he
said "Yes."
"Free to marry, If you like?" she per
sisted. He said "Yes" once more and kept his
face steadily turned nwuy from her. Shu
waited awhile. Hu neither moved nor
spoke.
Surviving the slow denth little by little
of all her other illusions, one last hope had
lingered in her heart. It was killed by
that cruel look, llxed on the view of the
street.
"I'll try to think of n plnce thnt we can
go to nt the sen side." Having said those
words she slowly moved away to the door.
The street still interested him. Shu left
the room,
CIIAPTKIt XVII.
When Herbert naked Sydney to whnt
part of I'nglnnd they should go, on leav
ing Loudon, she mentioned Sandysenl ns
u place that she had heard of, and felt
some curiosity to see. The snine day
bent on plenslng her, cureless where he
lived now, nt homo or abroad he engaged
rooms ut the hotel.
The servnnt showed "Mr. nud Mrs. Her
bert" Into their sitting room, nud begged
thnt they would lie so good as to wait n
few minutes, while the other rooms were
being prepared for them.
Moving townrd the window to look at
the view, Herbert paused to look at some
prints hanging on the walls, which were
superior ns works of art to the ciistomury
decorations of u room at a hotel. If he
had gone straight to the window he might
have seen his divorced wife, his child ami
his wife's mother, getting Into the car
riage which took them to the railway sta
tion.
Sydney rang the bell. The chambermaid
answered It, ready to show the other
rooms. She turned round nt the door.
"Let's try to make our sitting room look
like home," she suggested. "How dis
mal, how dreadfully like a thing thnt
doesn't belong to us, that empty table
looks! Put some of your books nud my
keepsakes on It, while I am away. I'll
bring my work with me when I come
back."
He lind left his traveler's bag on a
chair when he llrst came In. Now that
he was alone, and under no restraint, he
sighed as he unlocked the bag. "Hoinol"
lie repeated; "wo have no home. Poor
girl, poor, unhappy girl! Let me help
her to deceive herself."
He opened the bug. The little fragile
presents, which she called her "keeji
sakes," had been placed by her own
hands In the upper part of tho bag, so
that the books should not weigh on them,
nud hud been carefully protected by wrap
pings of cotton wool. Taking them out,
one by one, Herbert found a delicate china
candlestick broken In two pieces, in aplto
of the care that had been taken to pre
serve It. Herbert discovered that the
fracture could be repaired at the nearest
town. In fear of another disinter, if he
iut It back In the bag, he opened a draw
er in the table and laid the, two fragments
carefully inside, nt the further end. In
doing tills his hand touched something
that had been already placed lu the draw
er. He drew It out and found that It 'was
a book,
Herbert Instantly recognised the gliding
on the cover, imitated from a design In
vented by himself. He remembered the
Inscription, and yet he rend It ugalii:
"To dear Catherine from Herbert, on
the anniversary of our marriage."
The book dropped from his hand ou the
table, ns If It had been a new discovery,
torturing lilm with a new pain,
His wife must have occupied the room
might perhaps have been the person
whom he had succeeded ns 11 guest at the
hotel. Did she still value his present to
her, In remembrance of old times? No!
She valued It so little that she had evi
dently forgotten It. Perhaps her maid
might have Included It among the small
articles of luggage. Perhaps deur Kitty
might have put It Into one of her mother's
trunks. In any ease, there It was, aban
doned iu the drawer of table ut a hotel.
"Oh," he thought, bitterly, ;'lf I' conld
only feel ns coldly toward Catherine ns
she feels toward mci" His resolution had
resisted much; but this final trial of his
self-control wns more than he could sus
tain. He dropped Into n chair his pride
of manhood recoiled from the contempti
ble wenkness of crying he tried to re
member that she had divorced him and
taken hh child from him. In vain! In
vain! He burst Into tears.
When Sydney reached her room she
asked the chambermaid, if the postofilce
was near the hotel.
The woman smiled. "Kvorythlng Is
near us, ma'am. In this little pluce. We
can send to the postolllce for you."
Sydney wrote her Initials. "Ask, If you
please, for a letter nddressed in that
way." She handed the memorandum to
the chamber maid. "Corresponding with
her lover under her husband's nose!"
That was how the chamber maid explain
ed It below stnlrs. when the porter re
marked that Initials looked mysterious.
Sydney hod written to the head of n
convent uenr the place, nud the mother
superior had replied. Sydney trembled
as she opened the letter. It began kindly.
"I believe you, my child, nnd I nm anx
ious to help you. Hut I cannot correspond
with an unknown person. If you decide
to reveal yourself, It Is only right to add
that I have shown your letter to the Hev
ereiid Father, who. In temporal as In spir
itual things, is our counselor nnd guide.
To him I must refer you, In the llrst in
stance. Ills wisdom will decide the seri
ous question of receiving you into our
Holy Church, mid will discover, lu duo
time, If you have a true vocation to a re
ligion's life. With the Father's sanction,
you may be sure of my affectionate dcslro
to serve you.
Sydney tint the letter back In the envel
ope, feeling grateful toward the mother
superior, but determined by the conditions
imposed on her to make no further ad
vances townrd the Ilenedlctiiic commu
nity. Even If her motive tn writing to the con'
vent had remained unchanged, the allu
sions to the priest would still have decid
ed her on taking this step. The bare idea
of opening her Inmost heart, nnd telling
her saddest secrets to a man, nnd thnt
man a stranger, wns too repellent to bo
entertained for a moment. In n few lines
of reply, gratefully and respectfully writ
ten, she tliuuked the mother superior, and
withdrew from the correspondence.
The letter having been closed, nnd post
ed lu the hotel box, slie returned to tho
sitting room, free from the one doubt thnt
hnd troubled her; eager to show Herbert
how truly she believed In lilm, how hope
fully she looked to the future.
With n happy smile on her lips she open
ed the door. She wns on the point of ask
ing lilm playfully If he hud felt surprised
nt her long absence, when the sight thnt
met her eyes turned her cold with terror
iu an Instant.
His arms were stretched out on tho
table; his head was Inld ou them; despair
confessed Itself In his attitude; grief spoke
In the deep sobbing breaths that shook
him. Love nud compassion restored Syd
ney's courage; she advanced to raise him
lu her arms and stopped once more. Tho
book on the table caught her eye. Ho
was still unconscious of her presence; she
ventured to open it. She rend tho Inscrip
tionlooked ut lilm looked back at the
writing and knew the truth nt last.
The rigor of they torture that she suf
fered paralyzed nil outwnrd expression of
pnlu. Quietly she put the book back on
the table. Quietly she touched him, nnd
called lilm by name.
He sturted nnd looked up; he mudc an
attempt to speuk to her in his customnry
tours. "I didn't hear you come lu," he
said. .
She pointed to the book, without the
slightest change In her fnce or her man
ner. "I have read the Inscription to your
wife," she answered; "I have seen you
while you thought you were alone; tho
mercy which has so long kept the truth
from me Is mercy wasted now. Your
bonds nre broken, Herbert. You aro a
free man."
He affected not to have understood her.
Shu let lilm try to persuade her of It, nnd
made no reply. He declared, honestly de
cbired, thnt whnt she hnd said distressed
lilm. She listened in submissive silence.
He took her hand nnd kissed It. She let
lilm kiss It nnd let lilm drop It nt her side.
She frightened lilm; he begun to fear for
iter reason. There was silence long, hor
lid, hopeless silence.
She had left the door of the room open.
One of the servants of the lintel appeared
outside In the passage. He spoke to some
person behind lilm. "Perhnps the book
has been left In here." he suggested. A
gentle voice nnswered: "I hope the lady
nntl gentleman wlll excuse me If I nsk
lenve to look for my book." She stepped
into the room to mnke her apologies.
(To be continued.)
Tho reoullnr Cuban Ilnnor.
Tho Cuban ilaiico Ir n peculiar one
when viewed through American eyes,
for It Is bo totally different from nny
of our dances. There Is only tho otto
step, and that one Is a sort of mixture
of Indian, Turkish nnd Chinese. Tho
couple rarely use more than three or
four fiquare feet of space, and dunce,
continually, with little short Intermis
sions of possibly fifteen seconds, dur
ing which they merely stand lu their
places and rest. Two orchestras play
continuously, one taking up the music
nR tho other ceases. Tho music la al
most Identical with Home that 1 hnvo
heard ut tho dance!) of our Indian trlbea
lu Arizona nnd New Mexico, except
that tliero U tho continual blare of a
cornet. They uso tomtoms, kettle
drums ,und Boino weird, gourd-like af
fair that they beat most vigorously,
emitting n sound quite ns musical as n
hoy would 'innko with a barrel-stave as
ho ran along a picket fence. Leslie's
Weekly.
, Ills Groiitcst lllumttr.-
"What tlo you consider the greatest
mistake of your life?" asked the good
mint who was trying to turn the wicked
to tho path of righteousness.
"Well," replied tho convict, thought
fully, "of course I have nindo a great
many inlstnU's In my tiny, but I think
tho most ser!oii3 nnd fiiM-cachlug In Its
results was the mistake I inmlo In steal-
liiB from u private concern Instead of
going Into politics aud stealing from tUo
state, like most of the wise oues,"
It's well to begin nt the top of tho
ladder and go down In case of tire.
It's better to be slow to anger thau It
U to be haudy with a seven-shooter.
SIHcus Gotrox has a great talent for
mnklng money. Cyulcus That Isn't a
talent; It's a habit. ,
Old Lndy-Hullo, little boys! Sliding
down hill? Llttlo Boy-Ycs'm. Can't
very well slide up It.
If you can't afford an alarm clock for
every bedroom In the house, let In n
Uy or two. Atchlsou Globe.
Flnnlcus You can't Judge a man by
tho clothes ho wenrs. Cynnlctis liut
you can by those his wife wears.
His Mamtnn Oh. Willie, how often
have I told you not to piny with that
wicked boy? Willie 116 wns p.nyln'j
wlf me.
Cahlll Was tho shtrlke a success?
Cassldy It was! Afther bclug out b;x
weeks wo succaded In glttlu' back our
Jobs. Puck.
uiobbs lou seem to have an un
pleasant sort of cold. Slobbs Yes; I
never did have luck enough to get n
pleasant one.
"This ngo demands men who hnvo
convictions," shouted tho impassioned
orntor. "Where shall we Hnd them?"
"Iu tho penitentiary," replied n man In
tho gallery.
Hibernian Nurse Arrah, wako up,
wako tip! Hospital Patient (drowsllyi
What Is It? Illbernlnn NurseIt's
time for your slnplug medicine, sir, so
It Is.-Tlt-Hlts.
"I don't see how he enn be such a
popular clergyman when he nbuscs his
congregation so." "Easy enough. Ev
erybody thinks ho Is talking about
everybody else." Urooklyn Life.
"It sounds funny to hear you talking
that way. When we were at college
you didn't believe In eternal punish
ment nt all." "I know, but I didn't
have any enemies then." Philadelphia
Press.
Schoolmaster Who discovered Amer
ica? No answer. Schoolmaster (angri
ly) Comu on, speak up! Who discov
ered America. Small boy Pup-pup,
please, sir, It wasn't mo! lloston
Globe.
"Yes, Mrs. Bouncer wanted to so:ul
her daughter to Itryn Mnwr, but she
decided on Vnssar." "What Inlluouced
her decision?" "Sho couldu't pro
nounco Bryu Mawr." Philadelphia
Bulletin.
First Enthusiastic Golfer-I say, will
yon play another round with tnc on
Tlfursdny? Second Enthusiastic Golf
er Well, I'm booked to be married on
that day but tho ceremony cau bo
postponed!
"The secret of hnpplncss Is to live In
the present." "Thnt's so; but my wife
Is always wanting money for to-morrow,
nnd bill collectors, you know,
won't let you forget yesterday." Do
trolt Free Press.
Mrs. Ncwlfe I ncknowlcilgc Hint l
have my faults nnd am sometimes
cross, Jack, dear, but If I had tho last
two years of my life to llvo over again
I should innrry you Just tho same. Mr.
Nowlfe-! doubt It
Mother Whnt! Hnvo you been light
ing ngnln, Johnny? Good llttlo boys
don't fight. Johnnie Yes, 1 know that
I thought lie was n good llttlo boy, but
after I hit lilm onco I found ho wasn't.
Somervlllo Journal.
The teacher of a Sabbath school clnsa
approached one llttlo fellow who wns
present for (ho llrst time and asked his
name. "Well," said tho youngster,
"they call me Jluimle for short, but my
maiden tiiuno Is James." Woman's
Journal. .
"Just think, my boy, that wo nro
sending thousands of American shin
gles to the Filipinos!" snld the proud
American parent. "Hully gee. pop!"
said tho young one; "do tho Flllplnums
have to ho licked sotuo more?" Yonk-
ers Statcsmnu.
"Have you sent your regrets, Doro
thy?" nsked mniuuin of her llttlo
daughter, who hnd decided not to go to
a party to which she had been asked "I
haven't any to send, inntnma," nnswer
ed Dorothy. "I don't want to go." In
dianapolis Nows.
Mistress Hemeniber, Bridget, wo
want dinner served promptly at 0.
What time Is It now? Brldget-'Tls
3 o'clock, Joost. Mistress Well, you'd
better begin to mnko tho frozen cus
tard for dessert lu that ilvo-tuluuto tco
cream freezer. Philadelphia Press.
"Do you see that poor, dear girl over
tliero? Her cup of misery Is full. Her
love affair has ended most unhappily."
"You exaggerate," said Cynlcus. "Her
cup of misery Is not really full, unless
sho can't go around telling all about
how It happened." Philadelphia Press.
"1 would like to Interest you in tho
greatest discovery of recent years," be
gan tho seedy stranger. "It Is nothing
less than n preparation to extermlunto
every tly In creation." "Can't Interest
us," said the proprietor. "Wo manu
facture horso netting. Where would wo
bo If there were no tiles?" "Then per
haps I can Interest your neighbor?"
"No; ho sells wire sereens." Chicago
News.
Tommy had been quiet for fully Uve
minutes. Ho seemed to be engaged
with sonio deep problem. "Papa," ho
nniii "Well? "Jo unto omers ns
you 'would lmvo others do unto you-
:h!Xt8 ti,0 golden rule, Isn't It, papa?"
..ye8 u)y boh." "And It's puillckly
rjN.t'to follow the golden rule. Isn't It,
,,anar "Yes, Indeed." Tommy rose,
weut to tho cupboard and returned
with a knife and a large applo pie. Tho
lattor ho placed beforo bis astonished
sire with great solemulty. "Eat It,
papal" ho said. Sau Francisco Bull
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Household...
Specialties...
Handled by All First
Class Dealers...
Royal Steel Ranges Are
the Best and Cheapest
in the Market
PORTLAND, OREGON
Our Specialty
First-Class
Wotk.
A Trial Will Convlnc.
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Oregon Telebon Grant HI
Columbia Ml.
OREQOIV.
In all that pertains
to this line
We will supply you and fit up your home
or office with everything in electric light
ing, telephones, electric bells, etc, in a
scientific and expert manner, at fair and
reasonable prices. Anything in our line
that you wish done satisfactorily, tele-,
phone, send by mail, or call at
Western Electrical Works,
305$ Washington St.,
PORTLAND, ORE.
"THE PERFECTION
OF WALL PLASTER"
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