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OOD-BY, dearest:"
"Good-by!"
For the twentieth time Mark
Jermyn uttered the words of farewell,
and for the twentieth time the girl
responded, but, realizing that the part
ing was not an ordinary one, they
were loth to part even then. Years
hence tney might meet again; perhaps
never!
"And dearest, you'll remember, if
the recollection of me ever stands in
.your light, you're to forget I existed.
Promise me that!"
The girl looked Into the earnest face
Lending over her, Into the depths of
the grave, brown eyes.
"I cannot," she said softly. "More
over, is It necessary? Is It what you
would do were you In my place?"
Iler logic was unanswerable, and he
sighed.
"If you were the only child of some
body next door to a millionaire," she
vent on, "and your father forbade
you to marry any one who was not
you really loved one
Ioor ns a church mouse, would you
give up without a struggle? Of course
you wouldn't, Mark. You'd wait, and
wait, and hope!"
"But waiting doesn't always bring
wealth," broke In Jermyn, "especially
In tho musical profession. Why did
my father ever destine me for his
own career?" he added, bitterly.
"Because it's what you're most fit
ted for," Elsie Benton replied. "Mark,
dear, you're going to be a great man."
He waived awny her words with a,
smile and another kiss.
"You flatter me, sweetheart," he said,
"although It's true my father was far
from being a mediocrity. He changed
Lis name on marriage, and died when
I was only five years old. But his ex
istence really ended, so far as the
world was concerned, when he for
sook nls old name, for he never com
posed a single thing after."
"How strange!" remarked the girl,
wonderlngly. "And what a terrible
example to you, dearest."
"You may think so. Of course, I
was too young to know much then,
and never heard how It all happened,
for my mother soon followed my
father."
"And his name before was ?"
"Wegar Mark Wegar one of the
foremost composers of his time!"
'
A couple of years later Mark Jer
myn was In London. It seemed much
longvr since ho had parted from Elsie
Benton In Farls, where they had been
fellow students at the Conservatoire;
he for the sake of finishing a musical
education, he because he had his fu
ture living to consider.
. In Paris the girl had been free from
the hidebound conventionalities of
liome, and her doting parents would
doubtless have been horrified had
they known she had dared to regard
some one with affection. The two had
parted; he to work for a name and
she to cuter Society.
And now he was In London, his fame
having preceded him, and Mark Jer
myn, the celebrated pianist, was an
nounced to make his debut before the
most critical audience In the world.
. Success had not spoiled him, and he
remained the same modest man that
had held Elsie's hand In his two years
since; deeply, madly In love with her
still. Several times she had written
to him, and with her last letter In his
pocket ns a talisman, he faced the
eager crowd that evening.
The performance was a success,
Mark .lerinyn's reputation was more
than upheld and he quickly became
the lion of tho hour. Invitations from
the Mgiicst In the land literally show
ered upon him, so numerous, that they
would have taken years to respond to
nil, one of the earliest coining from
the Bentons offering a princely fee
for n short recital at a forthcoming
'At Homo." To this Jermyn stltlty
replied that he only accepted social
engagements. An answer soon came
tillering the tone of tho Invitation,
and a day or two later ho found him
self about to meet his loved one once
more.
Tho place was already thronged
with guests when he arrived, but
Klslo was the first to greet hi in, aud
as ho took her hand ho would have
knelt down there aud then and kissed
It, had not decorum forbade. She wel
comed hint gayly, and he felt all at
once tho happiest of mortals, for a
single look served to tell him ho held
her heart still.
"I'm hostess for tho moment," she
observed. "Let mo take you to
mother."
He followed her, and a little Inter
was being Introduced to Mrs. Benton.
"Mr. Jermyn, niotherl"
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The stately lady addressed, looked
up, and as she saw his handsome,
clear-cut features, started.
"Mr. Jermyn? ah, yes, of course!
Your appearance seems familiar. But
then, aren't your photographs all over
London?" she asked. .
Mark bowed, but guessed by her
tone that she had never Been his por
trait. He sauntered aimlessly about, con
versing first with one and another, till
at length he found himself addressing
the host himself. And Jermyn was
agreeably surprised; Elsie's father
was not nearly so formidable as he
had pictured him to be; on the con
trary, his attitude toward the young
lion of the season was courtesy and
geniality itself.
"Ah! my daughter tells me she met
you In Paris," he remarked. "One of
the first to discover your genius, I be
lieve? Elsie's a dear girl, my dear
sir!"
"She Is," assented Mark, earnestly.
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worth the winning," continued Mr.
Benton, briskly. "It's a pity we're to
lose her so soon but there! the men.
the men! I was young myself once."
"You mean some one will fall' In
love with her?" queried Jermyn, anx
iously. "Has fallen In love. Scores of them.
By the way, there she Is with Lord
Mapleson."
Mark Jermyn turned and followed
the other's glance to where Elsie
stood talking with the man he had
noticed a few moments before.
'".'Are they ?"
"Engaged, my dear sir, engaged.
And to be married shortly. My wife's
a wonderful woman's she arranged ft
nil!"
Mark's first Impulse was to flee, but
he resolved to learn the truth from
Elsie's lips first. At last he caught
her glance, following her Into a small
ante-room leading from one of the
principal apartments. When the door
closed, he took her hand, and looked
into her eyes.
"Elsie," he asked. "Is ittrue?"
She averted her gaze.
"Is what true?" she murmured.
"That you're engaged to Lord Ma
pleson?" Her eyes filled with tears and she
turned toward him passionately.
"No!" she said vehemently. "He's
asked me frequently, but I've always
refused. But mamma insists, and the
rumor we're engaged is about already.
Oh. Mark! Mark!" with an out
stretching of her arms that was Irre
sistible; "what's to be done?"
He took her Into his arms.
"You love me, what Is to prevent
our happiness?"
"Mother she Insists. Fnther, I
know, would rather I married a man
of my choice."
"And I insist on you marrying me!"
he cried earnestly. "That is. If you're
willing to become the wife of a non
entity?" Shu looked up quickly.
"Who Is the nonentity?" she asked.
"You, the clever artist or" with a
gesture of dlRdalu "Lord Mapleson?"
"Then, darling," he cried, "if your
mother will not consent, It must be a
runaway match. You're sure you
don't mind Intrusting your happiness
to me?"
"No, Indeed, Mark, no! I love you.
oh! heaps more tliau I did two years
ago, aud that's something, isn't it?"
He admitted that It was, and kissed
her, when some one calling Elsie, she
had to leave. Mark strolled back to
the drawing room with a lighter
heart. Some one was asking Mr. Ben
ton whether Jermyn was to play; the
host shrugged his shoulders, but the
musician at once Interrupted with the
remark ho should only bo too de
lighted. A move was made to tho piano.
while all voices were hushed as it be
came known that tho great Jermyn
was at tho instrument. He ran
through several of his letter known
things In succession, playing ns he
had never played before, his audience,
spellbound aud enraptured. The ap
plause at his conclusion, unlike most
drawing-room applause, was for once
slucere.
Mr. Benton was profuse in his
thanks, and then his less genial wife
Inquired as a special favor, whether
he would give them a novelty.
"A novelty?" repeated Mark, anx
ious to please has prospective parent,
"Ah, yes! I had almost forgotten,
To-day's the twenty-second, Isn't it?
There Is one thing I only play once a
year, and always on the twenty-sec
ond of this month."
The last notes of the song were
gradually dying' away, when all at
once there was a tense scream from a
distant corner of the room.
All turned and saw that Mrs. Ren-
ton had fainted.
A few days later Mark Jermyn call
ed to inquire after Mrs. Benton, whom
it was understood was seriously 111.
The young fellow was at once shown
into Mr. Benton's study, where the
millionaire greeted him cordially.
"My dear Mr. Jermyn," he said,
"you're the very man I wish to see!
You remember the effect your won
derful playing produced on my wife
the other evening?"
"Unfortunately," responded the fa
mous musician. "Believe me, I'm ex
ceedingly sorry."
"It's not your fault, my boy," he
answered kindly. "The event has
brought something to light which I
hope may mean your happiness. I
have learned that my daughter loves
you."
"Yes," responded Mark, quietly.
And I love her, too."
"Just so. Just so! What I was going
to say was this; my wife, it appears,
was once engaged to your father."
Mark Jermyn looked up in astonish
ment.
'Yes," continued Mr. Benton, "and
from what I can hear of course, this
is in confidence between you and me
It broke Mark Wegar's heart. My
wife Jilted him for myself, and it
seems that, out of pity, he afterward
married a cousin whom he discovered
had been in love with him for years.
The air you played the other evening
was one of Wegar's compositions, was
it not?"
Yes," replied Mark. "My father
left me the manuscripts, with the in
junction it was only to be played on
the twenty-second of November in
each year the anniversary of what I
could never make out."
'Ah! my wife recognized the theme;
it was the old love song he used to
play to her and of which she had
been so fond. The date you mention
was the one on which she broke off
the engagement. Old memories came
back to her, and and "
"Say no more, sir, it's a' painful sub
ject."
"To be sure, to be sure! My wife
wishes me to tell you that, although
she broke your father's heart, she has
no wish to break either yours or her
daughter's. We are both willing you
should marry Elsie."
Some one opened the door Just then.
and Elsie Bentor, seeing Mark, threw
herself into his arms. New York
News.
A PURSE FOR HIGHWAYMEN.
Highway Robbery Very Prevalent in
England a Century Ago.
The frequency of highway robberies
only a century ago sounds surprising
to the present generation. Horace
Walpole, in a letter to a friend, re
counts an adventure of this kind which
befell him and his friend and neighbor,
Lady Browne, in the autumn of 1781.
The night I had the honor of writ
ing to your ladyship last I was rob
bed. Lady Browne and I were, as
usual, going to the Duchess of Mont
rose at seven o'clock. The evening
was very dark. In the close lane un
der her park pale, and within twenty
yards of the gate, a black figure on
horseback pushed by between the
chaise and the hedge on my side.
I suspected it was a highwayman,
and so I found did Lady Browne, for
she was speaking and stopped.
To divert her fears I was Just going
to say, "Is not that the apothecary go
ing to the duchess?" when I heard a
voice cry, "Stop!" and the figure came
back to the chaise.
I had the presence of mind before I
let down the glass to take out my
watch and stuff it within my waist
coat, under my arm.
He said, ''Your purses and watches!"
I replied, "My watch is not In my
pocket."
"Then your purse." I gave it to him;
it had nine guineas. It was so dark
that I could not see his hand, but felt
him take it.
He then asked for Lady Browne's
purse, and said, "Don't be frightened;
I will do you no hurt."
I said, "No; you won't frighten the
lady."
Ho replied, "No; I give you my word
I will do no hurt."
Lady Browne gave him her purse and
was going to add her watch, but he
said. "I am much obliged to you. I
wish you good night!" Then he pulled
off his hat and rode away.
"Well." said I. "Lady Browne, you
will not bo afraid of being robbed an
other time, for you sec there is noth
ing in it."
"Oh, but I am!" said she. "And now
I am In terrors lest he should return,
for I have given him a purse with my
old bad money that I carry on pur
pose." "He certainly will not open It direct
ly," I said, "and at worst he can only
wait for us at our return; but I will
send my servant back for a horse and
a blunderbuss," which I did.
Our experience has been when a man
goes off on a "trip." the good effecta
only last about a week; at the end of
that time he Is as cross as ever, and
his liver In the same condition It was
before b went away.
UNKNOWN A FEW YEAR3 AGO.
To-Day Harrlman Control 18.80O
HUea of Western Hollroads.
Ills recent break with George ould
has served to draw attention to Ed
ward II. Harrlman, whose genius for
organizing 8tc
transportation sys
tems has made him
one of the triumvir
ate which practical
ly controls all the
lines of the West.
The others of the
trio are J. Plerpont
Morgan and James
J. Hill, both of
whom got their In
spiration from Har-
JE. H. HARRIMAN. rjman It ,W8S his
suggestion which led tbem to reach out
for the railroad control of the trans
Mlsslsslppi and their success forms a
brilliant chapter in the industrial his
tory of the country. Not that they have
served any especial good to any but
themselves. Their transactions have
been condumned far and wide, because
of the power which their success places
In the hands of a few. They are the
autocrats of the western railroad world
and their rule is absolute.
George Gould has figured to some ex
tent as Harriman's associate in the unl
fylngof s6uthwestern systems, but now
that they have quarreled about Colo
rado Fuel and Oil, for the control of
which Harrlman has been fighting Jno.
W. Gates, there may be a rupture of
their relations in other interests.
Harrlman is a type of the daring and
successful speculator. He opened auj
office In WTall street not many years
ago. Ten years ago the financial world
knew nothing of him, but the broker
had uerve and Ideas. He studied the
western traffic systems. Stuyvesant
Fish made his acquaintance and be
came Interested in him. He took him
into the Illinois Central corporation.
While developing the line he conceived
the notion of gaining control of the car
rying trade of the West. Hill and Mor
gan Joined him and to-day the three
men have control of nearly 50,000 miles
of railroad beyond the Alleghanles. Of
these lines Harrlman has executive con
trol of 18,800 miles, his lines being the
Illinois Central, Chicago & Alton, Union
Pacific, Southern Pacific, Oregon Ball
way & Navigation Company, and the
Oregon Short Line. The earning ca
pacity of these lines, Is $80,000,000 a
year.
HER PECULIAR EXCELLENCE.
Jane Anaten Deft at Work Done with
Her Hands.
Miss Jane Austen, the English nov
elist, whose work is valued to-day more
than when It first appeared, in writing
to her sister in 1798, remarks, "My
mother desires me to tell you that I am
a very good housekeeper, which I have
no reluctance in doing, because I really
think it my peculiar excellence, aniVor
this reuson: I always take care to pro
vide such things as please my own ap
petite, which I consider as the chief
merit in housekeeping." In her life of
Jane Austen. Constance Hill quotes
from Austen Leigh, who declares that
Miss Austen was successful in every
thing that she attempted with her fing
ers. Iler needlework was exquisite. We
have seen a muslin scarf embroidered
by her In satin-stltch, and have held in
our hands a tiny housewife of fairylike
proportions, wlhch Jane worked at tho
age of sixteen as a gift for a friend. It
consists of a narrow strip of flowered
silk, embroidered at the back, which
measures four inches by one and a
quarter, and is furnished with minikin
needles and fine thread. At one end
there la a tiny pocket, containing some
verses in diminutive handwriting with
the date, Many, 1702."
Austen Leigh -writes: "None of us
could throw spllikins In so perfect a
circle, or take them off with so steady
a hand. Her performances with the cup
and ball were marvelous. She has been
known to catch the ball a hundred
times In succession."
She did not give up tho activities and
pleasures of evcry-day life in order to
write of the pleasures of other people,
and "Aunt Jane" was the delight of a
large circle of nepuews and nieces.
Hobrldean Proverbs.
The dally talk of the Hebrldeans has
a shrewd plcturesqueness. "Let the
loan go laughing home," they say.' That
is, "He careful of whatever you have
borrowed."
If a person were to be met coldly on
going to a frelnd's house, he would say:
"The shore Is the same, but the shell
fish is not the same."
The Impossible Is denoted by "black
berries in midwinter and sea-gulls' eggs
In autumn."
"Better thin kneading than to be
empty." That Is, "Half a loaf Is better
than no bread."
"The man who Is Idle will put the cata
on the fire."
"He that does not look before him
will look behind him." .
"A house without a dog, without a
cat, without a little child, Is a house
without pleasure and without laugh
ter." Kn
Troth may be stranger than Action.
.v.aBC ,mr mattes a desperate
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kQf w to enre indicant-inn i. .
L 11U wbv ""J fluTl
remove its cause. This is best done
by the prompt use of Dr. Augunj
Koenig's Hamburg Drops, which regu.
late the stomach in an effectual man.
ner.
A Bad Scrape.
The Barber Did you hear about
bad scrape Jaggaby got into yester.
day? ,
The Victim wo. uia. you shav.
Urn?
A Cold-Storage Kiss.
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tea. It has an exquisite flavor, but it
isn't very strong.
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nough. New York World.
Getting Back.
"Do you enjoy walking?"
"Immensely."
"Good. Then I'll take yon fori
ride in the country in my automobile."
Warriors Shaved and Shorn.
The Normans who conquered England
shaved the face and the back of the
head, so that Harold's spies declared
they were an army of prisetg.
An Unfailing Sign.
She I knew you would propose to
me tonight.
He Why?
"I saw the moon over my left Bhoul.
der."-Life.
Obsidian Cliff. 1
Obsidian cliff, in the YellowBtont
national park, was once neutral ground,
make spearheads and arrowheads. The
cliff is hundreds of feet in height and it
composed of a substance resembling
black glass, small pieces of which are
transparent.
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