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: Aunt Diana : The Sunshine of the Family Q Uf IIIC A MIIIUJT q m CHAPTER XXII. (Continued.) "Oh, there is the river!" exclaimed All ion, In a tone of ecstasy. "IOok, Kogcr; you ciiu just entdi a gleam through tho trees oh, the dear place! How I do love It!" her voice rising into a perfect crescendo, of which the top note was complete satisfaction. "It is just a year since you have seen it." observed Greville. "Miss Alison, what made you steal a march on me In that fashion? 1 was quite hurt that you never gave me a hint of your intention of going home." lie sioke in a low tone that Roger could not hear. Tho quick, sensitive color rushed Into Alison's face: there was such implied re proach in Greville's voice. Had ho really been hurt? "Oh, you must not feel like that abQUt IV she returned, with a sweet, candid look. "We had talked of the possibility, Aunt Plana and I, but nothing had been settled. I had put it out of my mind. I was so naughty, I could nbt bear the Idea Of going home and doing my duty. 1 should never have gone at all if Aunf Diana had not helped me." "You did not think how I should feel when I came back and found you gone," retorted Greville, in a boyish, injured voice, that reached Roger and made him smile, only Alisou grow a little grave. "I left a message with your grand father," she said, quietly. "What could ' 1 'do? Aunt Diana said it was my duty to go, and that it was no good putting one's hand to the plow and looking back ward. What is the use of loitering over a difficult task wheu it has to be done?" "That is true, but " "Please don't talk of last summer," she interrupted him; "it makes me sad onjy to tii ink nbout it." And he could see there were tears in her eyes as she spoke. "I made myself so miserable over it; I could not bear leaving Aunt Diana, and I missed every one so." "Miss Alison, please do not look sad over it," said Greville, earnestly. "What a clumsy fellow I am ! I have silenced the nestful of twittering young larks" referring to Roger's speech. "Come, I knowydu will forgive me, and look chirpy again, -when I tell you I have passed muster and come off with flying colors." "Oh, I am so glad!" exclaimed Alison, her smiles returning again. "Then you must have worked hard. How pleased Mr. Moore must Be!" "To hear grandfather talk." returned Greville, calmly, "you would think I was the Admiral Crichton, at least. The dear old man makes no end of fuss, bless him ! I tell him it is all your doing; you gave me such a terrible lecture that Wednes day." "Oh, no," roplied Alison, blushing; "it was your own good sense." "I shall go in for 'Greats' next year, so I shall have to grind pretty hard. I nra to have a coach down here this sum mer. Cheyne, of Balllol, is at The Crays with his people, and he is a rare fellow i for that. I have to work all my morn ings," he continued, rather dolorously, "but I shall have my afternoons and evenings free. Miss Alison, you are not listening to me." "Oh, yes I am!" she cried, joyously, "but 1 can not bear any more just now, though I am very glad to hear it all. Roger, do look ! There is Moss-side you know you have forgotten it and there is Aunt Di in the porch," "Allie, you have eyes like a hawk. I see nothing but greenery and sunsbine." Nevertheless, Roger did perceive, a moment afterward, a tall Dgure in myrtle-green standing under a trellis of roses. Miss Carrington had evidently heard the wheels of the dog cart, and had comp out to look. When they stopped she bad the little gate open and was helping Ali son to alight. "How are you, my dear child?" she said, as Alison put her arms around her; "actually not tired, Allie! And you, Roger? Welcome to Moss-side, my boy!" "Aren't you going to welcome me, too, Miss Carrington?" asked Greville, half jokingly, but he looked a little wistfully at the group. "No, not to.-night," she returned, de cidedly. "I must have my belongings to myself for this one evening; you may come in to breakfast, if you like." And, knowing of old that Miss Car rington's decisions allowed of no appeal, Greville lifted his hat and wished them good evening, and turned his mare's head in the direction of the Fernleigh stables, not without a backward glance at the slim, dark-eyed girl looking affectionately In Miss Carriugton's face. "Now, Allie, go to your old room and get rid of the dust, while I show Roger upstairs," observed Aunt Diana, in a brisk voice. "You will find me in the studio when you are ready." CHAPTER XXIII. Her old room! Alison gave a happy little sigh as she trod on the threshold. What a green little bower it looked, and, oh, the roses! roses in the quaint old china bowls that Aunt Diana so much affected; roses fn the slender Venetian glasses on the mantelpiece and toilet ta ble; roses clambering into the window und pressing their pink faces against the swinging lattice; and on the window sill, dropped by some thoughtful baud, a glorious Gloire de Dijon, with a back ground of maidenhair fern, such as Ali son loved to wear in her white gown, fihe stood for a moment looking out thoughtfully. Tho long shady lawns of Moss-side and Fernleigh lay beneath her, nnd through the fresh foliage, of the wil lows and acacias was the silvery gleam of the lovely river. Something In the Habbathlike stillness, in the beauty of the scene, In the peaceful satisfaction of her heart, moved Alison to kneel down among the roses, flad breathe a brief thanksgiving for the' duties she had been ' strengthened to perform, for the fatherly goodness that brought her back to the home of her adoption, aud for the human jovo that was but a dim reflection of the Divine, She did not hurry to go down, thoufdt, her luggage had not yet arrived, and thero was uo possibility of changing her travel ing dress. Rut when sho had brushed her brown hair, and 'put on her breast knot of roses, she looked trim as ever, and her bright, smiling face, ns she opened tho studio door, brought tho name "Sunny" to Miss Carriugton's mind, for she looked as all young faces should look tho very essence of n sunbeam. "Oh, Aunt Di, tho dear, lovely room! And, oh, that is the new picture," spring ing to the easel to gaze delightedly on golden cornfields, with scarlet popples struggling among tfio wheat, like gaudy promises never to ripen into fruit, and under the hedge a little brown baby sleeping, with its dimpled hand full of weeds, and a sheep dog watching Its slumbers. "Do you like the picture, Allie? It Is sold nlrcady. Lady Franklin fell in love with it, but I want it to hang in next year's Academy. The baby is painted from life; tho original belongs to Rarby, an old servant." "Aunt DI, it is perfectly beautiful! Roger, come hero and tell me If you do not think so." "Nonsense, Allie ; Roger is far too hun gry for art criticism at present. Como away, you foolish child, and let mo give you something more satisfying than paint ed canvas. The dhickens camo from Bar by's farm, with tho strawberries and this jug of delicious cream," Alison looked round rather bewildered, for none of these tempting viands were in sight; but. Miss Carrington, who knew her love for meals al fresco, had had the supper table laid In the wide veranda, and not only chickens and strawberries, but other delicacies were provided for the hungry travelers. "This is better than your tea table un der the limes at home, Allie," exclaimed Roger, as he carved for the ladles. "No wonder she was spoiled, Aunt Diana, and did not take kindly to tho sooty ivy and the music of the crane." ''Roger, I shall Impose a forfeit Jf eith er you or Allie mention the mil!," ob served Miss Carrington, as she handed him a cup of coffee enriched with Bar by's yellow cream. "I want you two young things to forget everything but how you are to amuse yourselves. Allie, shall we have our breakfast here, as we did last year, while the blackbirds and thrushes take theirs? Roger looks as if he wanted to live in the open air. Do you know you have got thin, dear boy?" "Never mind that, Aunt Diana; there is no fear of rusting, that is one bless ing work never hurt man or woman yet." "No," she said, thoughtfully, "but 'mod eration in all things' was an apostle's maxim; but you are right in principle, Roger. Now for the home news. What is really jour father's condition? Let ters are so unsatisfactory, and they never say half enough." "Dr. Greenwood Is delighted with the progress he has made, Aunt Diana; he gets across the room quite nicely on crutches, though he is not to do more at present. Ot course, the long confinement lias made him look pate and Plicate, but uis spirits are first rate. Dr. Greenwood told me the other day that in nnothcr year or so he might .hope to be as well as ever. He says he is an excellent pa tient." "And how docs the book go on?" "Very well, I believe; he manages to write without difficulty with the help of a sloping board." "That was Roger's clever contrivance," interrupted Alison. "Aunt Diana does not want to know that; you have broken the thread of my discourse. Father does seem happier ly ing there with all his books round him than he did at the mill." "And a very good idea, too," observed Miss Carrington, looking at her nephew with decided approbation. "How does Murdock fulfill his duties?" "Admirably; he Is a very steady fel low." "Then Allie's plan will answer," she re turned in her practical way. "There is no reason, Roger, why you should not car ry on the business, and leavc.your father free for his literary pursuits. He was never fitted for a business man ; he is too dreamy and unpractical. Relieve me, he will be far happier and less irritable if circumstances allow him to follow bis own particular bent." "I am quite sure of It, Aunt Diana," returned Roger, quietly; "and now J have worked alone all these months, I feel more competent to carry on the business single handed. It has been a bard pull Fergusson had done so much mischief, but things are righting themselves now, and with Murdock's help we shall get on capitally." "That is well," replied Miss Carring ton, heartily, "and now, how does Missie go on?" This time Alison answered. "Her arm is quite right, but she still looks rather thin and delicate, Mrs. Hardwick Mrs. Forbes, I mean wants to take her to Torquay, In October, for two months; she says she will be such a nice companion for Anna. Papa insists that she is to go." "And how does my little friend Anna get on with her stepfather?" "He Is very kind to her, Aunt DI. Roger is rather pleased with him on the whole," "Dr. Forbes is one of those men whose bark is worse than their bite,' observed Roger; "he rather prides himself on be ing a bear, but I think Miss Anna has proved' there is a soft spot In his heart." "I am glad to hear tills. Then tho poor little girl is happy on tho whole?" "I don't think Anna is to be pitied, Aunt Di," returned Alison, In rather a peculiar tone; "she looks extremely hap py," And something in Alison's manner made Miss Carrington change the sub ject; it certainly did ntt appear to in terest Roger, for lie seemed absorbed in his strawberries all at once, and his crit icism on Dr. Forbes was given In rather a constrained voice, ' "Miss Leigh tells me that Mlsslo Is wonderfully Improved since her illness," observed Aunt Diana, after a pause, which no one seemed anxious to break, "Indeed she Is," returned Alison, with quick enthusiasm, "I have never seen any one so cliangcd; she Is so much quieter In dress and manners, and so much more tolerant of Rudel. Popple likes to be with her now, and Miss Leigh can not say enough in her praise. It is easy to see bow she tried to break her self of her faults, and It Is so much hard-, cr for her than for us, ns she has aw naturally a good temper." "Noither had I, Alllc. Many a girl has a soro fight to go-through llfo as well as Mls.ilc; It Is so easy to contract bad habits, and so difficult to subdue them. I believe nothing but graco can enable one to ovcrcomo a really bad tout opr." And so saying, Miss Carrington rose from the table, and proposed that Roger, should go down to tho river while she and Alison disposed of tho unpacking. OnAPTIOR XXIV, Thero was a merry breakfast on the veranda next morning, and Alison, In her white dress, with some dewy roses as a breast knot, looked tho picture of hap piness as nhe poured out tho coffee. Directly It was over, Grovlllo took her and Roger to sco his grandfather. Mr. Mooro was eagerly expecting them; even before Alison's foot had passed over the threshold his sightless eyes were turn cu" to the window, and his "Welcome, Sunny," reached her ears. In another, moment Alison was occu pying her old footstool at bis feet, nnd his fine wrinkled, hand, a llttlo moro trem bling than of old, was placed on her linir, with a half audible blessing. "Dear Mr. Moore, I am so glad to see vou acaln " "Havo you missed us, llttlo one? Not half ns much as wo have missed Sunny. And as sho nressed her Hps to his hand in mute contradiction of this, he said, half sadly: "Child, I never thought to have heard your sweet voice again, but the good God would have It otherwise. Be fore the message reached me it was re called; tho gates were almost closed in my face." "Thank God for that," she whispered; "but they never told mo that you were ill until .vou were well again. "Ah, Miss Carrington Is a wise wom an ; she thinks it wrong to burden young spirits with sorrows that do not belong to them. My boy thero nearly broke his heart about the old man ; can you believe tt. Snnnv?" "You arc like bis own father," she re turned, softly. "He is outside on the veranda with Roger. Are you well enourh to sneak to Roger?" "Ay, ready and willing; he has grown a fine lad, I hear." And as Alison beck oned to them the two young men came In through the window, and Roger sat down by the old man s side. (To be continued.)- A LESSON IN LOYALTY. ThU Girl Stood Vl tor Her Fr!end Like n Hoy. "Clare is ns good ns n boy; Just ns good ns a boy!" said Rita, tuougnt fully. "Yes, denr?" Mrs. Denny's tone sug gested n question. Her daughter was spenking nbout n cousin who had come to live with the family, nnd evidently designed to compliment her; but the mother was not sure that she perceived the bearing of the odd expression. "Yes," Rita added, emphatically, "sho believes In standing by other girls, as boys stand by each other. "I can remember n time," Rita went on, "when, if one of us girls did some thing silly, the rest wonld talk and talk and tnlk! It wasn't only manners and actions that we criticised. If colors didn't mntch, or If any article of dress was consplcuous.that was reason enough to pull n girl to pieces. We didn't do It because we wanted to be unkind. It was a kind of bnbl.r, you know, and we never realized the meanness of It. "Rut Clare told us!" Rita lnughed as she recalled the Incident. "It was the very first time she had met n num ber of us together. Belle Wurd wasn't there. So one made fun of her now hat. and another had n Joke nlwut her awkward gall, and a third told how she nn. her sister wrangled nnd nil of n sudden Clare spoke up. " 'Isn't this Miss Ward a schoolmate nnd friend of yours? she asked. '"Oh, yes. somoliody said. 'Belle's one of our crowd.' "'Then,' said Clare. In that cool, quiet way of hers, 'If she's good enough for all of you to associate with, I should think that some of yon might find some thing pleasant to say about "her.' "Sho didn't stop nt that. She wasn't n bit preachy, but she suggested that our practice of talking nlmut each other In a belittling way wbh one that hurt ourselves as well ns the persons we talked about. We were giving ourselves lessons In insincerity and unehnrltable ness, she said. People who overheard us would think less of girls nnd women because of what we said. We might naturally turn Into gossips and scolds when we got older. "It seemed very shocking, but we had sense enough to see that there was truth In It; aud we owned up, nnd asked Clare to help us keep watch of our selves. She does. She'd stop us In a minute If she heard us begin to talk slightingly about another girl. And more than that, she sticks up for girls who- don't have ninny pleasant things said about them, und makes us do It, too." " 'She openeth hor mouth with wis dom, nnd In her tongue Is tho law of kindness,'" Mrs. Denny quoted, Boftly. "That," she added, "is n part of nn an cient description of the Ideal woman," Youth's Companion, JeuloiiM of Jncli. Dick Did you enjoy yourself down nt the masque ball Inst night? Edna Indeed, I did. And coming" homo through the chilly night Juck Frost kissed my cheeks. Dick Lucky Juck I Tho next tlmo I am going disguised ns Jack Frost myself. CoiiKoIIntf Tlioiitrlit, "I'm glud my children uro nil boys," said the mother of seven young hope fuls. "Becnuso why?" queried tho privi leged friend. "Becnuso none of them is doomed to grow up and marry a man Jlko Uicl, dad," the answered, with a sigh. k. iiir Vlllnun. In Westehestor County, Now York, overlooking tho Hudson river, n co nnv or :ioo bovs has been gathered They nro ladH who havo tripped or been tumbled Into tho rough places of tho world: tholr sense of self-respect cruelly neglected amid dirty city Btrcois and all sorts of misery. Tut under military discipline and given tnsks of work nnd study, the boys are housed, clothed nnd fed In attractive, spacious cottages. The grounds nnd buildings cost over $1,600,000, nnd the boys n lneo Is a model place In every respect So far as possiblo the young fellows nro given work that accords with their tastes. Some work out of doors In the cordons nnd among the farm nnlmnis, while others learn trades In the shops. Knelt hid stn.vs In the village until 1)0 reaches the age of 21, when ho la given $1"0 to start him out In the ,-..riii cv,n!moii with knowlcdgo on- nbllinr him to earn his livelihood. 15v cry effort Is made to Inspire tho boys with hope, courage, Integrity and n desire to win respected places In the towns nnd cities to which they may go Some of the graduates nro now in the woatorn stnfis. whero they have irnlnpil nnsltloilS of ItllhllC trust. SoiHC of them admit that they are more for timnte than they might have been had they been born of rich parents. Our "tepen hfci on. "to To p&fif old An(JL 1 he&tf vom Those th&T know Viim. 1ha$ he's pMnTtng' m0.5t.ly A Coiifnualon. Dear llttlo boy, with wondering eyes lhat for the light of knowledge yearn, w ho have such faith that I am wino And know the things that you would leurn, Though oft I shake my head nnd smile To hear your childish questions flow, I must not meet your faith with guile: I cannot tell; I do not know. Dear little boy, with eager heart, I'orever on the quest of truth. Your riddles oft are past my art lo unswer to your tender youth. But somo day you will understand The things that now I cannot say, When life shall take you by the hsnd And lead you on its wondrous way. Dear llttlo boy, with hand In mine, logether through the world wo fare. Where much that I would fain divine I have not yet the strength to bear. There are many things I may not ask ; Like you, I hold another hand, And haply, when I do my tank, I, too, shall understand, Stay He llcitil Iloth Warn, Palindromes nro words or sentences which read the samo way, whether they are spelled backwards or for wards. Here are a number of good ex amples of this curious orthographical phenomenon ; Madam' I'm Adam (Adam Introduces himself to Evo). Able was I ero I saw Elbn (Napo leon reflecting on his exile), Nnme no ono man. Red root put up to order. (Sign for a drug store window. Rends tho same from the Inside ns from tho outside.) uraw pupil's up upward. (Direction to visiting school nurses,) No, It Is opposition. No, It Is opposed; art bocb trade' opposition. (Bcntenco from n debate.) rreka Bakery. (Sign over n baker' shop In Yrekn, Cul.) In tho Latin language palindromes nro not Infrequent. But If you hollovo tnoy occur often In Kngllsh, try the experiment ; sco If you can discover any, Haiti ut 110 lfKreea, The Japanese uro fond of lu.n.i,,,. i extreme hot water. They nro, In fact, tho most cleanly, nccordlng to our Western notion, of uny of tho Eastern popples. Their hath Is takon ns fre quently ns twlco n day, often nt u tern pornturo of nbout 110 degrees Fahren heit. An odd description hns been nf tho amphibious lives, half in water and itf If out, Jlko frogs, led by tho vliltora nt it health resort vvhoro there nro wnrm mineral sprints, In tho heart of tho Japanese mountains. rntlonta nt this sanitarium often remain lit the water for n .month nt a time. At night they put n stono on tholr hips, to keep them from flouting down strenm. And If It should bo objected tlmt this Is nn unhealthy method of conducting n health resort, rofcronco has only to he itmrto to tho enrotnkor of tho establishment, n hearty old mnn over 80 years of ngo, who frequently remains In tho bath till winter, direct- lug the business of tho place from n station wnlst-deep III tho warm, Mow ing witter. NO SLEEP IN THE GRAVE, A rcli 1 in con Colter Tlitnka (ho Ha Cnlletl I) mil Are Mtllt Allv. Of humnnklnd thero nro no dead, Hays Archdeacon Colley, rector .of Stockton, Rugby, England, In tho De lineator. Man Is man because ho Is, as tho Sanskrit "mn.m" suggests, Iho "thinker," or one that has conscious ness of his being, which consciousness survives tho change called "death," which is hut ns sleep to wakefulness. Tho worn physical of this llfo ma chine, tho body, falls off, ns In slumhor, from the psychical that Indwells with It (iKidy nbodo) nnd keeps tho wheel work ("we nro fearfully nnd wonder fully made") on the go, nnd thero Is scarcely u moment's hiatus ns tho changing sentinels of tho oxygen nnd hydrogen and carbon nnd other elo mcntB composing It. departing, vhlsper tho password to the oven moro volatile arriving atoms of tho soul, Hence, In tho falling In of the outer tunu upon the Inner nnd tho blending of tho twain, mortality In swallowed up of llfo with uo Jar, Jolt or any cessation of being, since complcto Insensibility or unconsciousness has no part In the transaction. More alive, Indeed, than over Is tho condition immediately consequent on the failure of the heart's systolic not ions nnd tho Involutions and convolu tions of tho gray matter of tho brain, no longer vibrant to the motions of thought playing Its reminiscences of earth memories now transposed to life's higher clef nnd tho beat of perfected rhythmic harmonies. For true Is tho Latin statement, mors Janua vltie, death Is tho goto of life. Ilenco continuous and Immediate nnd conscious being, with no sleeping In the grave; for. as tho burial service of tho Church of Englnnd says, "Tho, souls of the faithful after they nro de livered from tho burden of the flesh are In Joy nnd felicity." This I know, not from crodal or ec clesiastical ntllrmitttou, or oven from logical Induction of this life's being a hateful ghastly blunder, If not n curse, but from the teachings of many years' cxperlenco and close jH-rsonal acquaint ance with those who havo lived In this world, now dead and burled ns to their earthly body, returning time nnd ngnln In n reconcretcd, wonderfully abnormal. corporeal form to company with mo and othorB meeting together In domestic worship with praise nnd prnyer to glvo them welcome bark for nn hour to learn of tho higher llfo they hnvo nt tnlned. From whom, by many Indls putable prooofs, visible, nudlble, tan gible, I and those with ino have nppre- hended there enn bo no gainsaying tho fact that the so-called "dead" aro alive. UriMvliir Old n IlnliH. Not long ngo tho former secretary of a Justice of (hu Neiv York supremo court committed sulcido on his 70th birthday. "Tho Statute of Limitations : n Brief Kusny on the Osier Theory of Life," was found besldo the dead body. It read, in part: "Threescore and ten this Is tho Scriptural statute of limitations. After that, nctlvo work for mnn censes; IiIh tlmo on earth has expired. . , . "I am seventy threescore nnd tori nnd I am fit only for tho chimney cor ner . , ." This mnn had dwelt so long on tho so-called Osier theory that n man Is practically useless nnd only a burden to himself nnd the world after sixty nnd the Biblical limitation of life to threescore yearn and ten, that ho nindo up his mind ho would end it nil ou his 70th birthday. Leaving nsldo Dr. OslcVs theory, thero Js no doubt that tho necoptunco In a strictly literal senso of tho Biblical llfo limit hns proved a decldod Injury to tho race. Wo nro powerfully Influ enced by our self-Imposed limitations and convictions, und it Is well known that ninny pooplo dlo very near tho limit they sot for themselves, Vet thero Is no probability that tho Psalm ist had any Idea of netting n limit to the llfo period, or that ho hud any authority whntovor for ho doing, Muny of tho snylngs In tho Blblo which poo- pio iukq jo morally nro merely figures of speech to lllustrnto an Jdea. So far us tho Blblo is concerned, thero Is Just n much reason for sotting tlio llfo limit nt ono hundred and twopty of oven nt Mothusolftli'fl ago (nlno hutv dred and slxty-nlno) nB at soventy or eighty. Thero is no ovlnenco In tho Scriptures that ovon suggests tho ex istence of an ago limit beyond which mun was not supposed or allowed to pass, in fact, tho wliolo spirit of tho Blblo Jh to encourogo long llfo through suno and hoaltliful llvlntr. Orison Hwott Marden, In Success MngaBUJB. '(ration I Aii eaglo, e. n Rio 'Mmi; nnouiMttio RMttorliig niece, h-i lying "K ditto fc, ' ?r !0 J Ban FraneUi uirougn fomla. icroRs (,0 t0: I (3 mountains, rtfffiq5SS can ucsei the prnlrl csert across nols. o the , over ' Ind ium ..., ..,ywaiiJM CllllHtltlH half ; ,r"imt Imaglno this eon ' eagles t Interrup ipllon. over .hu lr' U mini i mimes and '1 Ren a ,i . nt est express s train ,( "'" and t you win hortr,rr,t ccptlon been pt of th ,;,:.. vorae ft It require requires mm. J. f S1,f. ' tins to Krnsp the InZ. Industry, tho ImnnrtniiPft i ' Wet 0 gold nrod,,;,.; '7". continent Tho nro In inv other ,in ' ""Kwaiettl activity. The ' . r r production are enormous. Jtt lS amounted to nenrly f500.oooW Vfist stun about nn.i,i ' VkU s-'OO.OOO.OOO. wns hi nrt ... . industry can n.nke such n thZi this. This mi.i . r. 1CM I., ffkvln. I.. I, ..... . . . . ,.,.., ,u nouiu Africa, In titf and plsnwhcre. This htigo sum of nrofit.. . l :oo, MVIVttfVY) ...- -!..,. . . "- nn. 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