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The Minister's Wife By MRS. HENRY WOOD OIIAPTEIt XIX. (Continued.) She swept nway majestically, leaving ''Charles to make nn ignominious exit from the house. But Charles was not In a hur ry to do it. lie wanted to explain, yet with whom? The subdean was so hoi and peppery, especially In the first blush of an affair, and that nn explanation with ' him generally did more harm than good. Apart from that, what explanation had laharles to give? None. None that would be believed. As he stood thus thinking, the room door was slowly pushed open -.and Reglna appeared. "She's gone, Isn't she, Charley? Was he very dreadful?" Very," returned Charley, shutting the door. "When Aunt Ann has a grievance, no one can come up to her, and It's many a cyear since she had such a grievance as vthis one," went on Reglna. 'Oh, Char Icy, what fun it was! how did you pluck tip the courage? and who was It?" "Just tell me what you've heard," said be. "That you were at the Ilaymarket Theater, in its most conspicuous place, bcauiug a lady with painted cheeks. We cot it all out of Janet, Aunt Ann's maid, i'ou should have heard Aunt Ann In her room last night, old Janet says, and all the names she called you !" "I suppose this has been told to Slary?" "Trust Aunt Ann for that. Who was the lady, Charley?" I wonder, Ilegina, whether you'll be lieve me if I tell you something?" "Try me. Perhaps you are going to ay it was Gertrude?" "Gertrude is at Great Whitton, you know. I don't know who it was, Regina, for I was not at the theater at all. I was in chambers all the night. I've heard of this already. A friend of Peter Ches ter's thought he saw me there just as you describe. It must have been some fellow who bears a resemblance to me. Can't you get Mary to come down to me? Do, Regina. And you will please tell her from me that there's not a word of truth In the tale. I must see her for a minute or two." "She will have to smuggle herself down the staircase, then ! Aunt Ann is sure to be on the watch," returned Regina. "I'll Co and see." Very shortly Mary came stealing In. She was looking pale, but in better health than before she went to Brighton. Charles stood before her in agitation. "Mary, before I attempt to greet you, let me assure you that the story which they have got up about me is utterly false. You will not believe it?" "Oh, no, no," she wildly said, as she burst into tears and put her head upon his breast. lie was about to clasp her In his arms when the door was flung back and Dr. Dynevor walked in. To Charles confused astonishment, he found that all was known. The repudi ated bill for jewelry ; the lady with paint ed cheeks on his arm at the theater; the ballet girls on his blotting pad. The last Item had been confidently mentioned that afternoon by the bishop of Denham. The subdean rang the bell. "The door :for Six. Charles Baumgarten," he said -to the servant. v CHAPTER XX. "The trees at Great Whitton grew Charles Jewelry earl. "But it is not quite nil. has been going In largely for and can't, or won't, pay for It." "Docs he ask you to help him? Is that his reason for writing?" "Not at all. Ho distinctly disavows any motive of the kind: does not Intend Insignificant case; had made ono at a consultation at Lincoln's Inn; had been occupied In other ways. The only per sonal thine Tin lini. fnii.nl ttmn in do for himself was to write a letter to Lord! Avon. And now, tho day s work ovor, and his dlnucr over, lie was mentally de liberating as to whether he should at onco apply to the police for counsel in his curi ous dilemma, or wait and sco what tho next day or two would bring forth when he heard tho sound of a visitor ap proaching. A gentleman of free and easy manners had run up tho stairs to the door which bore on it tho name of "Mr. Charles Baumgarten." Knocking with tho silver head of his very elegant cane, ho had stood humming a tune until tho summons was answered by the boy, Joe. "Master ifl The Minister's Wife By MRS. HENRY WOOD to pay tho bill himself, or allow nnv nnn p!a trt rnv If frtt. UC TT- -. I that DrTTS 1 i " er'ft 1;"X. and walked forward with the whole affair, and wlsnls to give f bright with the tender green of Spring, and the hedges were budding into leaf. Gertrude Baumgarten was slowly walking through one of the country lanes toward Avon House, enjoying the freshness of the morning. The sun shone, the skies were blue and unclouded, the air felt warm almost as that of a summer's day, and the birds sung with a rapture that is iso exhilarating on these days when all mature is springing into new life and beauty. Leaning over the small wicket which was placed only a few yards from the large iron gates at Avon House, stood "Lord Avon, looking at her as she ad vanced. "You are back at last, Gertrude?" "At last?" she repeated. "Why? Have you wanted me, Uncle Avon?" "Not at all. But I have been watch ing for you for an age. What are you carrying in that small parcel?" "Feminine matters in which you can carcely be interested," laughed Gertrude. ""I've been matching silks in the village for my screen work, and it took me a long time, for I wanted many shades. Then I went on to see old Mrs. Whit taker, who grows more deaf and crotchety day by day. Are you watching for some one else, Uncle Henry?" "No," replied Lord Avon; 'I was only thinking, Gertrude. I am going down to the rectory presently; your mother wants me to ask them to come in to din ner." "Oh, pray do," said Gertrude. "It will snake it less dull for them, and for us I wish, you would tell me something," she continued, after a pause. "Well? What do you want to know?" Ihe inquired, certain in ,,18 own mind as tto the nature of her request. "The letter you were reading at the breakfast table I chanced to see the writing, you remember, and said It was (from Charles; upon which you put it hastily into your pocket, telling me that I saw too much and too quickly. It was from Charles, was It not?" "Yes. You are quite right." "Then why did you rush it away In Chat fashion, and pretend that I was mis taken, Uncle Henry?" "Because I wished not to draw your mother's attention to it. I did not alto gether understand the letter, and wanted to go over it again alone. Charley has been getting Into a mess. He was seen at the play one night in strange company, Agajn, the old bishop of Denham, calling at his chambers, found some very unor thodox pen-and-ink sketches on his blot ting pad, Charley forthwith went down in his lordship's estimation, and lost some work the bishop had just offered him. I should liko to have seen the good man's face," broke off Lord Avon, laughing. "Rut Is that all?" asked Gertrude. "It does not seem a very terrible affair, If there Is nothing more behind It." "It certainly sounds rather like a case f 'much ai about nothing," assented the me (irst of all his own vprn.nn nf IK Among other changes, tho engagement with Mary Js broken off." "But that Is serious," exclaimed Ger trude, much troubled. "It will ruin both their lives. Who has done It?" "Dr. Dynevor, and on account of these matters. I'm sorry for Charley, and sup pose I must see into It," concluded tho earl, passing at length through the gate. He walked away. Gertrude went slow ly up the garden and crossed to a nat ural arbor formed by the Interlacing trees, and there sat down on a bench overshad owed by the flowering lilac and drooping laburnum. "If she and Charles should part for good, would Everard return to her?" shy ly wondered Gertrude, with flushing cheeks. "He said Why who Is this?" She half rose in her astonishment. Strolling down the broad path from tho house came Sir Everard Wllmot. Could it bo he? Gertrude gazed as one in a dream. Sir Everard walked across tho lawn and held out his hand. "I am eo much surprised," she said, as her own hand met his, and her lovely face turned to rose color. "I had not even heard that you were expected." "I came down from London this morn ing," he answered, as he took his seat beside her. "When Avon was last in town he invited me to come to him for a day or two. Having nothing particularly on hand just now, I thought the occasion too good to be lost. You are not sorry to see me, Miss Baumgarten?" "Oh, no; why should I be sorry?" flut tered Gertrude. "We must all be glad to see you, for it Is dull here. I often wish myself away." A moment's silence. Then Sir Ever ard took possession of tho hand again, and bent a little forward, his face, slight ly agitated, turned to hers. "I am given to plain speaking, as you may remember, Gertrude; I cannot beat about the bush with fine phrases, as some men can," he said. "My dear, I came here to-day with one sole object that of asking you to be my wife. Ob, Gertrude ! don't say me nay again 1" She bent her head and her changing face. Mis Baumgarten lost all her dig nity, and burst into tears. Somehow he did not regard it as a bad omen. Per haps he was an expert at interpreting signs and tokens. However that might be, he put his arm around her and drew' her geptly to him. "My darling!" he whispered with im passioned fervor. "I see that you will not send me away." And Gertrude bent her face still lower as she murmured : "Perhaps you have not heard Mary Dynevor and Charles their engagement is broken off." "Gertrude, don't you know me better than that?" he rejoined. "Did you not know, did you not see in the past days that it was not Mary Dynevor I loved, but you? When you refused me, refused even to listen to a word I would have spoken, I turned to Mary In I fear I must say it vexation of soul. My dear, why did you treat me so' Should she ever be able to tell him? Not yet, at any rate. She had mistaken his frequent visits to the sick daughter of a lady staying in the place, friends of her own and of Lady Grace. A foolish, gossiping woman had whispered to Ger trude that Mr. Wilmot was paying so much attention to this young sick lady that their engagement was an absolute certainty. Gertrude believed it, and be came at once so resentfully jealous that when Mr. Wilmot, not long afterward, spoke to her, In her pride she retaliated upon him with indignation. No, she could not tell him all this to-day, or speak of the sore repentance which had ever since laid upon her. She drew herself to the end of the bench, put her hat on decorously, and es sayed to converse upon Indifferent topics ; the beauty of the day, the scent of the lilac, the song of the birds. "Do you see that laburnum?" she asked, scarcely knowing what she said. "It is my favor ite tree; the most beautiful of all trees; the most graceful of all blossoms." "Yes," he replied, "I almost agree with you. The country people call it 'gold chain' down with us," he added, smiling. "Down with you?" "In the country where my home is; the fairest county In the heart of Eng land. Soon to be your home also, I hope, Gertrude. My darling, may the chains that bind our future lives together be as fair and golden as those of your favorite blossom." Does Uncle Henry know here?" she suddenly asked. "Why, of course he does. I was with him for half an hour before he went out. I havo his best wishes, Gertrude; and your mother's also. Ah, my dear, you can find no excuse for turning from me now." Gertrude rose. He placed her hand on his arm and they walked together up the path. Lady Grace looked at them from the window with a smile of welcome. Sir Everard nodded to her. A remembrance rushed Into Lady Grace's heart, a flood of tears to her eyes. Just so, In that very garden, in the days long gone by, had she loved and listened. Listened and loved and yielded to the Im passlonate vows of him who alone made a heaven of hor life Gertrude's father, Uyle Baumgarten. his way about tho chambers as well as Joe himself did. Tho boy stared In amaze mcnt; he had never seen two people so much alike as this gentleman and his master. "Charley, lad I" Joe heard him say In salutation The resemblance was certainly wonder ful. Height, figures, features, even tho voices were the same. Only In the ex prcssion of tho two countenances a differ ence might be seen. That of Cyras was gay, light, laughing, as if he had never In his whole life heard of a thing called care ; that of Charles was thoughtful and rather sad. . And their resemblance to their late father, the dean of Denham, wai as great as It was to ono another. "Don't you know me, Charley?" Intense surprise had struck Charlct dumb. "Yes, I know you, Cyras, my brother; but I can't believe yet that it is really you." "There's no mistaking the likeness," laughed Cyras. "Look at yourself In the glass, and then look at me. Folks might vow we were twins. You are silent with surprise, Charley." "I am more than surprised; I am be wildered. Sit down. How long have you been In England?" "A few weeks. But most of It ha been spent In Paris, not In England. I've been sticking to work like a brick for a long time, and I thought I had earned a holiday; so I came over to the old coun try, to see you all. When I arrived I found you had all flown In different direc tions; you gone on circuit, and Berkeley Square shut up." "They are staying at Great Whitton with Uncle Avon. You should have sent us word that you were coming, Cyraa" "I couldn't. I steamed away from Wel lington the very same day that I made up my mind to come over. The fact Is, Charley, I but I need not bother you CHAPTER XXI. (Continued.) "Everard Wilmot," repeated Cyras, In surprise. "Ho was over in Wellington, ivlinPrt I did nmko his acquaintance. What's more, I was able to render him a service, which I know ho has not for gotten to this day." "What was It?" "Don't ask me, Charloy, for I cant tell you. If Gertrude has choson hlm sho has dono well." "There's uothiug certain about It yot, I fancy. Only, a hint was whispered to me that Cyras I" burst out Charles, as an Idea flashed across hlm. "It was you who camo to my rooms hero tho night be foro lastl It was you who pilfered tho key from my old laundress." Cvras nodded. "I took the key from her hand, and let myself In with It. "But you need not havo played up Uhl Harry with them, Cyras ; turned tho draw crs Inside out, and ornamented tho blot ting pad to tho bishop of Denham pious horror and my own confusion." "Tho blottinc nad! Oh. I left that as a memento of my visit; I had no card case with me, " laughed Cyras. "And for the drawers, I had only a fancy, Charloy, for seeing what you kept In your lockers." "You know the bishop of Denhanw "I ought to do so. He used to read me lectures an hour long. 1 remember he once told my father that ho ought to keep over me the severe rod of correction." Well, he was here tho next morning early, and in all innocence I gave him tho blotting pad to use. You may, per haps, fancy his looks, and his opinion of me, when those sketches met his outraged eyes. Charles thought his brother never would ceaso laughing. It was tho best Joke, he declared, that he had heard for many a day. "But there arc other things, Cyras," Charles resumed, "and they are not trifles. You have been forging my name to a bill." All the mirth In the cider's face gave place to astonishment. "Forgod your name to a bill I" he exclaimed. "I declare most solemnly that I have never done any thing of the kind, Charley. You may put down as much folly to me as you will; but forgery 1 You are dreaming, lad." "You fought a lot of Jewelry from a man named White," continued Charles, IJi -..II . ...v m lri. i. t i . "iiufT thftt . of a fefrc!vconn(!CB(,., .. . 2 S.KS to tho win.!. ....... 01,1,1 fOWMKl .1 x line, ""Kadr.. ,",:;, " -ico, uro.nor I0M t. m - -on. V,,,- snnnllv 1.... .. .. "u.ccti tn ... "Thon you will go with mo to these pooplo about tho bills, Cyras tho Jowelor and tho tailor?" resumed Charles, nftor a pause. mine. "You havo lot mo In for n good deal of that already, Cyras. Wero you at tho Ilaymarket two or threo nights ago?" "Yes." "And there you woro taken for me, Who was tho lady? It was half ovor Loudon tho next day that I had boon there In suspicious company." "What a Joke I" exclaimed Cyras, "I know I was being taken for you, Char ley," laughed Cyras, carelessly. "Homo fellows nodded to me, and ono or two spoke, and I nodded back again and kept up tho Jest." "A sorry jest for me, Cyras. I wns engaged to bo married to Mary Dyno vor." "I'm uncommonly glad to hear It," cried Cyras, stretching out his hand to' grasp his brother's. "Mary was tho nicest of all the younger girls; as nice as Cyrllla." I said I was engaged, Cyras. It Is broken off now. Old Miss Dynevor saw me, as sho thought, at tho Haymarkot with some one I hud no business to be with; and she wont home and told tho subdean. The next time I called In Eaton Place ho turned mo out of doors, and bado mo think no more of his daughter." by going Into everything," added Cyras. J who, of course, was no longer at any loss to know who had so mysteriously personated him. "You paid him by a bill purporting to be accepted by me. And you " "But the bill's not due 1" hastily Inter rupted Cyras, lifting his head in surprise. "How is the dear mother? "Quite well." "And Gertrude? Is she as pretty as ever? Any chance of, her getting spliced?" "Well, I can't say anything for cer tain," hesitated Charles. "But I should not very much wonder If we heard of a I "it was due a day or two ago, and " ..nAAt I.-C 1 T. 1 T7 .1 1 ... . ..... wedding before very long. It Is Everard Wilmot." fTo be continued.) War Sho Wan Not Afraid. A certain young vomnn, who, says n writer In the New York Evening Post, is fond of being described as "splrltu elle," and who "commutes" from New Jersey In the capacity of stenographer and typewriter extraordinary and plen ipotentiary to a coal firm, Is be3t known in an adjoining suburban circle as a "poetess." She Jots her Inspirations down In shorthand notes, translates them on her typewriter, and submits I made no memorandum of the date How time flics!" "But why did you attach my name to It?" "I signed It with my own name, 'C. Baumgarten.' I made It payable here, for I had no settled address in London, with all of you out of It, north, south, east and west. That bill duo I They didn't bring it to you, did they?" "Of course they brought It to me, be lieving it was mine. And I disowned It, and it's not paid yet; and there's I don't know what work about it. . It wns a pret ty close imitation of my handwriting, Cy." "It was my own handwriting, and no imitation of any one else's. I wrote my tllo effusion to thn Innnl nntln.lliim nf village liberty and culture, which 03 1 name n.a 1 ftlwuya J0', Bnd nlvva' havo often as not finds place for them on the first page. One morning there was a heavy fog on the North River, and the ferryboat was proceeding on Its way gropingly, with frequent 6tops and much whistl ing. Once out of the gloom a whistle, a great big hoarse whistle, suggesting an ocean liner, sounded close aboard. There was a stir of uneasiness among the crowded passengers, and the poet's male companion looked up from his newspaper with a nervous frown. "Are you afraid?" he asked of the poet. "Afraid!" The word came with with- erlng scorn. "Afraid! I! Why, you know Shelley died by drowning." you are Jeraey, The Island of Jersey Is one of the oddest corners of King Edward's realm. Anchored within sight of France, orig inally peopled by sturdy Normans, the Jersey folk of to-day present a strange racial mixture, forming a little world whore French shrugs are to be seen on English shoulders. Within Jersey's limited area of but ten miles one way and six in another may be found the most varied coastal scenery, the richest foliage and rarest flowers, the narrowest of picturesque streew or lanes, tue oldest of farm houses, the quaintest of fisher nnd farm folk, the strangest of fish In tho St. Heller market, and the largest cabbage- stalks In the United Kingdom ! Scores of bays, no two alike, Indent the coast some with pebbly beaches; others with white or red sand floors: some bounded by towering cliffs bearing ancient casties on tneir summits; some shelving gently from the uplands. White lighthouses warn the sullor of the ever-present danger from the sunken rocks lying In wait for their prey. Fair to look upon In a calm sea, the coast of Jersey Is yet one of great peril to the mariner. Four-Track News. CHAPTER XXI. Hand locked in hand, they stood to gether In the dusk of evening at the cham bers In Pump Court, gazing Into one an other's eyes Cyras and Charles Baum garten. It was the evening after Charles Ig nominious exit from the house of Dr, Dy nevor. lie naa ueen busy all day; had been in court, the Junior counsel In on Tho largest and costliest building thus far undertaken In New York, tho city of Immense structures, Is tho mag nificent $10,000,000 Episcopal Cathedral of St John tho Divine, now being erected on Mornlngsldo Heights. This will bo the greatest sacred edifice In America, and tho fourth In importance In tho world. Turtle eggs nro highly prized In countries whero they aro abundant, and though once commonly eaten In America, aro now seldom offerd. done. As we are alike in person, Charles. so we are In writing. You know it." "You have given me little opportunity of knowing it of late," was the reply. "It must be months since you wrote to me, Cyras." "I've made your letters to me do duty for both of us," returned the free-and-easy Cyras; "and have sent you one of our splendid newspapers in return. I have no end of business letters to write now, besides looking after tho shipping; so that when the day comes to an end I don't care to set to work again." "You seem to have taken quite a busi ness turn," remarked Charles, only half believing In his brother's industry. "I took that a long time ago. It's a positive fact, Charley. They aro going to give me a share In the concern." "And what about this bill, Cyras?" "Oh, I'll see to it," said Cyras, airfly. "Don't let It bother your head, lad." "Have you any more bills out, Cyras?" "One more." "And made payable here?" Cyras nodded. "And what Is the amount?" "Can't remember. A hundred pounds or so. It's a Bond street tailor. I was obliged to have a regular rig-out. Colo nial tailors don't do for London." Charles Baumgarten recalled a rumor ho had heard about a month before that whispered Inquiries were being made as to his finances. "Cyras, do you want to ruin mo?" he cried, in a startled tone. "I must take up these bills if you do not." "Take up tho bills!" echoed Cyras. "What for? You did not accept them." "Jiut the people think I d d." "Rubbish! Let thetn think what thoy like. I'll go with you to tho parties and Bhow myself, and convince them of their erron cnariey, lad, what a long faco you are urawingi just as you used to do wnen we were young hoys and I Jed you Into a scrape. Didn't I alwavs set vnn out of It then? And 111 get you out of uiis. in lact, you are not In It." "How will you get mo out of It?" "By paying tho bills myself. I'll kaI. tie all up before leaving England." "vny not pay at once?" "Can't," lightly Money runs away over here; It simply melts In Paris. I brought about three hundred pounds with me, and It's all gone. I've telegraphed out to old Brloe to send me more." Why did you not nav th tnmoi . the tlino you bought his goods?" .ine Dill came to so much moro than had thought for and I hmlti'i- i. In my pocket. Oh, It's all right, old fel- "And, pray, Cyras. If I mnv bold a question, for whom were all those pretty things bought?" For one and another. Hnm fn m. iclf. Some for Gertrude. Some to send ?ut to Wellington." CHAPTER XXII. Cyras suddenly became serious. "This has gono further than I Intended," ho cried. "All my llfo 1 havo been getting myself or others Into icrapos, and I sup poso I shall do so to the end of the chap ter. And tho best and the worst of It is that I generally manage to como out In worse colors tliau I deserve; as on this occasion." Charles looked up. "Have they been traducing you as well as mo?" he asked. "The lady I treated to the theater was no other than Mrs. Carrlngton, as good a womnn as ever lived, although, as Tony Lumpkin would say, her cheeks are as broad and red as a pulpit cushion. .But It is all genuine color, Charley, Just its sho herself Is a genuine woman. "What brought you there alone with her?' 'asked Charles. I "That I was with her alone wn an ac cident," answered Cyras. "I treated them to the Ilaymarket, and took three of tho best seats. At tho last moment. lut nn wo were about to start In the cab, Car rington's old father came In to spend the evening, and he had to remain with hlm." "I think you were Imprudent, to say tho least of It," laughed Charles. 'Tho lady was wonderfully got up, I was told." "Like all born colonists, she Is fond of any amount of fans and feathers," re turned Cyras. "It was her first Intro duction to a London theater, and a great occasion to her, and sho put on all her war paint accordingly. But of other paint sho had none, Charley; she Is too honest and good for that." "Where are the C'arlngtons stoylng?" "With his brother. He's a widower, and lives at a pretty house, up Chelsea way. Decent, Intelligent people, Charley ; though, of course, not up to your mark." "And whero are you staying, Cyrns?" 'I! You may well ask It. Finding no homo open to mo on landing, the first individual I dropjcd upon, after leaving tne snip at the docks, was Harry Brlce. He Is in Somerset Hous, you know; get ting on, too; anil was bound that morn ing on somo expedition to the customs. Ho told me you were on circuit; thought the mother and Gertrude were at Avon, and said I must come to them at Norwood. Down I wont. But Norwood's out of the way for a fellow who wants to knock about town, and I came back to a hotel. Then I went to Paris with Tom Howard. And here I am back again. And now you know all, Charley." "Quite enough, too," laughed Charley. "We'll go to White's now." And Cyras agreed with alacrity. Tho Jeweler's shop was lighted when they reached It. Mr. White and his as- sutant were both In It. Charles walked forward ; Cyras hold back a moment. "I hear that bill Is protested, Mr. White," began Charles. "Yes, sir, or about to be," answered the Jeweler. "And I must say I am sur prised that a gentleman llko yourself should allow things to come to such a pass. If It wero not convenient to you topay it now, you might have renewed "I tell you again, as I kss.. . . un ' : :w 10 (1 ma "n 11 1 iiimii.i 1 . - "v uumr.hi.i "u gIVO her t.i """ bom run . ".") wr 1 .ti - w ii M inpr in ,1.. - sui "The difficulty , Z"m- that sum." 'ml1 lb In I JAujI you iavo not got It?" -1 havo never saved - "i only wish It re,itJ su. " worcu Uyraa. "Hii .., ' Ah. CharC 'i 7h! .uMonb.m ... . " ' t . iu UHIV fin-. life, If I h,;. . : "r,v " l'nri irom ha ft 11 III inifllr I -.1 11 - ruin." m W1,-l r i. vunrie wns nnf ti. . ... iKioiiuiinii'iy nn ami n. . . mm 1. vjimi 11 a. 1 1 v...... uiner Doy, ulthouih f!.-. llllt tliinn hi,.. ....1 " "' n.i.l 1. 1. . . 1 ' "HI II ...-vu muistii wiinllmr 1. .... .... mnrnnpB ror a time save his brother. II. hid about S and pounds put by; part of ,tT saved by degrees, part had com. E -. '.. u 'VKncy'. 11 U! that uwii inarriago must t deli "'.' .unry would wait for 1L WOlllll hn n .. !,..... - it . ui iiiriii. iiir Hnmilil il '.t.vi ,1. 1.UI11 1 nrunn tvifh bi. . .1 . - HI. llir ,, y 7 -'-..nre mi wMiare a wnrlfl -ml I, ...t-i.. 1 . 1 .. "wan.. ...i.i. 'JIIKUL IIP in I. .iv utuvi 1 wo luulianfill IVAllM J u uiHiinKvii among thorn poMlblr Lord Avon. "You havo not told me hir a Cyras." "Anns. Ann float tit In at. is ii . . " nut ui nit. i.nir 11 you oniy Knew her!" (To b continued.) BEAUTIFYING WABHiMivrmi Moro Thon f 30,000,000 Utlag Out Uiiiiii 1 in ii. ftr ai. . ...... . - .i.iiii oiA.uuu.mfl ia nnv rift' spent uiion buildings nnd brldzcj 1 Illlllllc i-hilrnehip I II n Mil u... - .1 tt. I - - - ,tt MWU U1UUUU 1 Ington, and when work already (Ifkfi'ntnn tin u .n,n n via tuujuiiritM 11 b T---. vv-v muii IIVVIUVU U1VU 1 under way, Improvements coiling fliM'ffnnnl on fiiwuvi ... IIM.... St. e .... L m - - - 11. iiviilllt iSillA 1IUUBL' II nt ties s.Ut ...111 I... -I k Wrl I 4 MM uI.Ia,. I... .... . M 1 I . tt.MHIllll..,W. M ... I II. 1 marble. The north and wutli i!Jes by tlw Sonnte nnd Hoiiko ofllce bul Iiih. which together nre to cost 000,000. Th west will be bounJM i I. ... s L - m ...i.f.i. a. a. 1. IIIU IMrMITIl I HUH OI WJIICIJ 13 10 W t l IlllLll 111 IIII1I 1111! Ill It I UAL 111 flak (MM). Tim onutom ft ma u iw nnriia ittiii,iittw atiiiiti. iini AAif lhA tmrp mcnt ?!,020,000. The other blocks ......... 1 - M Ala. nllxl nlml ft j ..... 1. . ii. . m ai.. r 11.-. si Crtnsn jui nurui or iiiw 4n) .iiii timiMiifn ri fun Ntinrom iv taut nit lit tin i' iwa t- - of tho United States. The capltol 11 n j it iiiunn 1 a i ii"im . IIoihc office buildings nnd the Mm or congress win represent 1 il Ml c lure by tho government 01 nn,i (Mi win m nl,-a three atructures t 1 .. . . . 1 in rnnwii IIIOH CIIHliy IIIIIIIIH' Ilium.- - ror so smnn a rwuiuK"-' --- told you be- IMR. Not far from this uplendld wr! buildings will be the new nnlon ra renin iii'iioi. Minrii from Delaware nvenue on tne nor 1 . . . a. n AAA AAA trlln 111 nt n cost or i-.i""'.'""! nronclies. making the Are ilrnftnrw this vicinity cost iipwnrn 01 The Improvement tinder . . .. . ... . 1 rinvA uivniviMi nn- ini i,ub 11, u uiii in uuiin nr m nn " mai.i i . .. itm rn . . - . - - . . 1 .i..M 1 1 .. 1 1. .1 iinno nni w iiiv - Uliarles. "I never bought the articles." mo,,,, , Zn. ,Iie mitt Cvras wa kfd forum r.i ,.,..1 ..,..1 1. mne r ver. another nrrow me ins iirotner. "Ixok nt this gentleman," said Charles Uaumgartcn. Tho Jeweler gazed In amazement, now at one, now nt tho other. "What does It mean?" ho cried at last. "Who nro you, slrV" turning to Cyras. "Well," cried Cyras, who looked upon tho whole matter as nn excellent Joko; don t you know mo again?" "l'ou must bo twins!" exclaimed tho perplexed man. "Not at nil," said CyraH. "We are brothers, but not twins. I'm two yonrs older than Mr. Charles Haumgarton." Charles, "allow mo to ask why you did tho Inst fow yenm, "nio .' ,n m , " " ",u " J"" " n uroiuer ntrcndv cotllPIOieu, . n t you o remarknblo a llko- ,,,, ' fow ot them Ju . ness? It might have solved tho mystery." "J . .,olvo expenditure "Hecause I never thought of hlm at nil undertaken, linono l.rnnpli. Mm bor I tiff or n in.' .-...! .....!.. 1-innltA II 10 nnv llllllll'l llllili'l "i ' . ii - .U-na. n..Winfll fO t'JO m" . .. . nth I from Uio trunk lie1' or i"- - - ... ...in. nm a l.M,rl,.r rxf IlflpV pre"K "III est Mnirle cement Mriicu.ru ....... i. i.,,Hftn nf n tunnel world, ine rn"'"'"" M..a.a.i. dinnfe nnd Hue i...n.iinr.i. im f.reet on or n ""' fA- Mia nrmv. extern"" ' !... vrv Ynrrt nna llltrilir rn ii - a nn . .!. nrlVMlOn UI w ller' Homo nim i " ,tm a . .. .4 t...nnriinr II 11 1 - tun. ThonrojMtsautBon" In tho matter; I did not know ho was In Kngland. Of course, Mr. White, you now exouerato me." "As If evory one did not!" exclaimed Cyras. "Tho trouble, Mr. White, has arisen from my cnreless habits. Wo col onists are proverbially careless, you know. Making no memorandum of tho date, I did not know tho bill was duo. I havo been spending most of tho Interval In Paris, whero time Hies, ono forgots how quickly. It will bo all right now, and your bill will get paid without your troubling to protest It." They next called upon tho holders of tho bill, tho Messrs. Jephson, who In their turn wero cauullv surnrlseil; Mm nldur cynically remarking thoy might have bad ' .i.Ain mi"1"- !,( nropo'' . ti.nMv n tn ni 1 1 it i i' j " rn out, nggrogntlng nn -. ita AAA when snoons become egg ncour Uicm Thin will rcmovu , bari which U caused by tue ...w ...luMfl av-- land wns M""",nd. 4i.A..wi. Ir wns not nJca " the Engllh until 1007.