DOOMED.
By WILLARD
CHAPTER XT. (Continued.)
Arthur drew back in astonishment at
the ight of her flashing eyes, her quiver
ing lips. But in an inaUnt the mood
passed away, the ejes melted again into
'dove-like softness, and the Upa wreathed
themselves Into smiles. . '
"What will you think of me for auch
words aa those?" aha cried. "When you
lenow thoroughly the strange, capricious
creature I 4m, never in the tame mood
for two hour together, you will cease to
love me."
"Perhaps it will make me love you the
more," he said, amilingly. "And is your
hatred, your dread of poverty ao very In
surmountable? Suppose that I were ever
to become poor; -would you cease to love
me?" k
"Ton ever become poor!" ahe echoed,
'opening her eyes very wld; "you, who
have great 'estate, and who will one Any
be Sir Arthur? How can you ever be
poor?"
"Such things have been," he maid, smil
ing. "Great lords have been reduced to
beggary, much less simple sirs."
"Why do you wish to torture me by
such thoughts?" she cried, petulantly.
"Have I not told you that the name of
poverty makes me shudder?"
There was a cloud of sadness upon his
face, but the shadows of night were too
deep for her to perceive It.
Arthur was greatly astonished at this
. sudden outburst, but he attached no
weight to it, imputing It to morbid petu
lance. So he spoke to her soothing words,
and caressed her out of her sullen humor,
and she began to repeat of having spok
n so freely.
words," she said; "at times, t do not
know what I say, and to hear me talk,
you would fancy that I was a perfect
monster ; but promise that you will never
beed such humors."
Hours after Arthur had departed, and
after all else in the house was asleep, she
sat in the solitude of her own chamber,
her hair hanging loosely about her shoul
ders, a prey ty conflicting emotions.
"What could possess me to speak such
words? she murmured. "In a less gen
crous man I might have aroused suspi
cions that I should never again be able
to set at rest. But he is too noble, too.
frank, to suspect where he loves. I would
that I were more worthy of him," ahe
went on, with a sigh; "be is the very
soul of honor so different from all other
men that I have met. I wish he did not
love me half so well, or that I did not
lovs him at all. I spoke truly when I
told him that I never knew I had
heart until he crossed my path. What
made him harp so strangely upon pov
erty to-night? Surely there Is nothing
wrong; things do go wrong, even with
dukes occasionally as he nimself said
and great people are sometimes even sold
up like little ones. I shall pay Mr. Wy-
lie a visit in the morning and question
him about Arthur s affairs." J
CHAPTER XVI.
Mr. Wylie had returned from his Cor
nish trip, and had resumed business as
usual. He had been more than satisfied
with the survey of the estate that he al
ready grasped in imagination. He had
given Mrs. Wylie a most glowing descrip
tion of Its picturesque grandeur, and of
the fine old Castle ; and he told her of the
strange legend that was so near upon
being verified.
"I have heard something of it before
from Arabella," said that lady, "but nev-
, er the name of the family. It is certainly
very strange.
In only one plot had he received a
check that for the marriage of Stafford
and Constance; but he felt pretty well
assured of its ultimate success. Th
beggarly upstart I" was his thought. "I
would five a thousand pounds to foil him
lnlthat quarter; but I never allow pri
vate feelings to Interfere -with business.
It suits my purpose that he should marry
her, and so I shall do all that lies in
my power to promote the match."
Such were some of the thoughts that
passed through Mr. Wylie's mind as be
sat at his desk. In the midst of his cogi
. tations, Mrs. Castleton was announced.
He rose to receive her wli his usual
adulatory politeness, and handed her a
chair.
"So you have returned from your. Cor
nish expedition," she said ; "and the mar
riage is broken off."
"And how does the little love-making
progress?" he asked, with a sardonic
grin. "Has the bait taken? Is the fish
hooked? Is It to be Lady Penrhyddyn?"
"Wylie," she said, in a quiet, grave
tone, we have concocted between us a
. Tile, despicable scheme to entrap this
young man. If I had strength of mind
enough to sacrifice my own selfish ambi
tion for another's happiness, he should
1 never see me again ; but I have not, and
therefore I go on. But you will not Jeer
and sneer at least, to my face. Let me
try and forget the part I am playing, and
deceive myself into the belief that I am
all that I pretend to be."
Mr. Wylie regarded her for a moment
In unfeigned amasement "What I" he
cried, after a pause; "do you mean to
ay that it is a real case of spoons upon
both sides?"
"Never mind what It 1st" she cried,
fiercely. "If it be, so much the better
for your plots and plans. All I ask of
i you is to answer me one or two questions.
The first Is this Is Mr. Penrhyddyn, or,
rather, his father, a rich or a poor man?"
MacKCNZIC
A quick glance shot from beneath his
eyelids ; but he spoke in the same tone of
voice that he had used throughout the
conversation.
"How should I know? I am not his
banker. A man of his estate cannot be
very poor. His lawyer, if he would give
it, would be the best person to go to for
uch information."
She could endure this bantering sar
casm no longer; and with flashing eyes,
and faee all aglow, she sprang up like a
beautiful tigress, as though she would
leap upon him and rend him with her
nails.
( Air. Wylie drew back and turned a
shade paler, or he feared this woman
when she was in these tigerish moods.
And she spoke in a low, hissing tone,
more deadly than would have been a
shriek of passion.
"Cease this mocking, or I will clutch
you by the neck, and never looe my hold
until I have strangled the miserable life
out of your body 1 Don't let me think of
ail the debt of hatred I owe you don't
make me think of It, or there will be mur-
der 1 I have served you in manv schemes,
and do not try to cast me off the instant
I have become useless to you, or to play
me fuiue ; Xoi- If uu Jo I'll have your l!f,
if you fly to the furthest extremity of the
world!"
Mr. Wylie was more frightened than he
would have cared to admit, even to him
self. Ebullitions of passion were of fre
quent occurrence; Indeed, an Interview
between these two seldom passed off with
out such; but he had never before wit
nessed In her such appalling ferocity.
"Well,", he said, trying to laugh off his
palpable uneasiness, "perhaps we shall
be able to talk more reasonably. You are
like a barrel of gunpowder. I was only
jesting. You wish to know whether Sir
Launce Penrhyddyn is a rich man ; he Is
not But his son will Inherit enough to
keep you like a lady. What made you
suppose him to be poor?"
"Because last night he kept harping
upon poverty; asked me if I could love
him as much If he were poor."
"A mere lover's ruse to try you, depend
upon it; and if you fall into the trap,
you have lost him. It is true that the
estates of Penrhyddyn are heavily mort
gaged, and that the principal will be call
ed in within a few weeks, but Sir Launce
wm re aoie to meet tne demand. I can
show you indisputable proof of the truth
of my words," he cried, taking a paper
out of the inner lining of his pocket book,
"Come here and read this."
She came to the table, and looking over
his shoulder, read these words:
"To Arthur Penrhyddyn, Esq.:
"Sir Should all other means fall, your
latner, sir launce, may obtain the sum
required by him on a certain date, by
showing this letter to Messrs. Groom and
Fry, Solicitors, Bedford Row."
When Mrs. Castleton returned to her
carriage she Immediately drove away to
tne offices of Messrs. Groom and Fry,
neaiom kow.
She requested to see one of the prlncl
pals, and was shown into a private room
where Mr. Fry received her. She had
come, she said, with her most fascinating
smile, to make inquiries respecting a cer
tain sum which ahe understood they were
instructed to pay over to Sir Launce
Penrhyddyn upon a certain date. The
lawyer was very cautious in his reply. He
had received certain instructions, but he
was not at liberty to divulge them to any
person except Sir Launce Penrhydryn.
Mrs. Castleton having learned all that
she wished to know, made some trivial
excuse and took her leave.
"It Is all right, then," she thought;
"they have instructions, and of course
they must be those mentioned in the pa
per." ,
On that same morning, as Arthur was
turning the corner of Arundel street into
the Strand, he felt a hand laid upon his
shoulder, and heard a familiar voice pro
nounce his name. Upon looking round he
recognized Stafford.
"When did you arrive In town?" In
quired Arthur. ,
"Only the day before yesterday," an
swered the, artist.
"And how did you leave my father?"
"Very unwell. Had his health permit
ted, he would have been in London some
days back. There is no danger. I have
to thank you very much for your intro
duction, old fellow; the kindness I met
at Penrhyddyn Castle was more than I
can describe. Your father is the truest,
noblest gentleman I 'ever met."
Arthur pressed his friend's hand grate
fully, nad added, "How did ho take the
news of the break with the Griersons?"
"Very philosophically; indeed, I may
say, with much satisfaction. Mr. Wylie's
visit put him out of all conceit with the
connection. By-the-bye, I have a secret
to tell you about Constance Grlerson.
You remember that she spoke of a prior
pttachment to some one else? Well, I
am that some one else." .
"But why did you not tell me so when
I first spoke to you upon the subject?"
cried Arthur. "Under such circumstances
I should never have thought of paying
my addresses to the lady." -
At that moment their conversation was
interrupted by a light pony carriage draw
ing up close to the pavement on 'which
they were walking, and by a lady's voice
pronouncing the name of "Mr. Penrhyd
dyn." The lady was Mrs. Castleton", just re
turning horns from her visit to Bedford
Bow, by way of the Strand. With a
heightened color, Arthur raised his hat
and hastened to the side of the carriage.
After a few words wtih uer and Mrs.
.Freeman, he introduced Stafford, who
had been regarding Mrs. Caxtleton with ,
the most curious interest. . With a fasci-i
nating smile, she extended her , hand, I
which Stafford, with a low how, just
touched. "I do not like that man," was
her thought. It was a case of mutual
distrust.
"Who is that lady?" Inquired Stafford,
following her with his eyes nntil she was
out of sight.
n i a. 'a !...
nm-wh.t onf,.H! .
"A widow! Take care of the widows.
Pennrbyddyn. I should say than she was
aery Syren of .widows, and with a tem-
per of her own, too." He spoke half
seriously, half jestingly, watching, mean
while, the effect of his words.
"Your estimate of that lady is utterly
mistaken," answered Arthur, coldly; "
more frank and artless creature does not
exist" v
'Stafford could perceive that to dilate
further upon his view of the lady, would
be to offend his friend. "Well, I am go
ing eastward," he said, coming to a halt,
"to the aristocratic neighborhood of the
Curtain Road. . I shall go to work again
on Monday morning, so you will be sure
to find me at the studio an, day next
week. Now be sure to give me an early
call."
. Stafford jumped into a hansom, and de
sired the driver to set him down at the
foot of the Curtain Road. He beguiled
the tedium of the way by opening the
portfolio he carried, and taking out the
two portrait sketches he had made in the'ftP flrtw nff u
MnM. dm-ujj. - t , or now oir' The manure heap should
jai.c.j icuiujuuTu, jx9 lie examinee .....
them, a new idea seemed to suddenly!?6 WOrked over occasionally, In order
m tt . . j to prevent "flre-fanelne." Thin mnv
the sketches with the most eager Inter
est, and fell into a deep train of thought,
from which he was only aroused by the
stopping of the cab at its destination.
Stafford's object in visiting such a re
mote neighborhood was to endeavor to
find the shop at which Sir Launce had
bought the picture of Circe. The circum
stance happened in this wise. The last
time Sir Launce . visited London busi
ness took him into Essex. While stand
ing upon the platform of the Great East
ern Railway terminus, his pocket was
picked. The thief was caught and Sir
Launce was bound over to appear next
morning at the police court He did so ;
and upon leaving the court took a turning
which led him into the Curtain Road.
Passing a broker's shop, be was attracted
by the picture so often mentioned, which
was standing just inside the door, and ha
stepped in and bought it.
The direction Stafford had received was
pretty exact a broker's shop, about half
way up the road on1 the left-hand side,
going northward. About that situation
he discovered the kind of shop he had
pictured to himself a grimy shop, upon
whose small-paned windows the dirt hung
In flakes. )
"This must be the place," thought Staf
ford, as he entered the shop. His knock
upon the counter brought forth from an
inner den a sharp, weazened-face old
man. Stafford came to the point at once
by showing the sketch he had made, and
asking him if he remembered selling such
a picture a few weeks ago to a middle
aged gentleman.
"Well, I had it by me so long that I
scarcely remember how I got it," answer
ed the old man.
"If five1 shillings would assist your
memory, it is at your disposal," said
Stafford.
The old man grinned' and held out his
dirty hand. And the silver key unlocked
the rusty portals of his memory.
Some time back, he said, he couldn't
exactly remember how long, it might be
four, or it might be five years, one even
ing, after dark, a young girl brought it
Into the shop and asked him to buy it
It had been painted, she said, by a young
artist who used to live in her mother's
house. It was her own portrait and he
had given It to her ; but her mother had
met with misfortunes, and they were very
poor, and she wanted to sell the picture
for bread. "Well, I saw that it was a
decent painting, so I gave her fifteen shil
lings for it. My son took a fancy to it
s I gave it to him, and when be died a
lew months ago It came back into my
hands, and one day the gentleman you
spoke of came In and bought it."
"And did you buy the picture upon the
simple faith of the girl's story?" In
quired Stafford, "without endeavoring to
learn her name or address?"
"Well, you see, it doesn't do to be over
particular In our business," replied the
oia man, with a knowing grin. She was
the prettiest little creature you ever saw
the very image of the picture, and she
had her story so glib that I didn't put
much faith in it So I got her to give
me a receipt for the money, and put her
name ana address upon it."
"Have you that receipt still?" Inquired
Stafford, eagerly.
"Well, I believe I have it somewhere,"
it was a long search before the requir
ed document .could be found. Upon a
dirty scrap of paper was written, in a
peculiarly small, neat lady's hand a re
ceipt for the fifteen shillings. The sig
nature was "M. Millicent 19, Great
Tichfleld street." )
Stafford took possession of the. paper
and left the shop. He resolved to go to
No. 19 Tichfleld street and make in
quirles. Hailing a cab, he drove there at
once. But as he expected, his Journey
was useless ; the people of the bouse knew
nothing of such a person. ,
The one important result of the Inves
tigation was to dismiss from bis mini
every suspicion of Constance Grlerson be
ing implicated In the mystery. And iim
he went to Harley street quits Indiffer
ent to the reception he -night meet at
the hands of her guardian.
Balked again. Miss Grlerson had left
town that morning on a visit and would
not return for a fortnight
(To be eontlQued.) ,
jrS-''
The Manure Heap,
Though by fermentation and by fork-
ln8 0Ter the manure Is made fine and
soluble, it must not be overlooked that
the process is a gradual one, and hence
every rain that saturates the heap car-
rics downward the soluble parts as
soon as the manure is decomposed.
The Jet-black liquid that flows off
from the heap is the richest of the
farm, and as It passes away the ready
plant food which Is dissolved in it Is
lost, leaving behind a mass of matter,
often supposed to be the most valuable
because of Its bulk, but which really
Is not worth the laborof hauling to
the field. Unless the manure, therefore.
' Z , m k i
re'U"y Prff 7' " Wl" b value-
less, it should be protected from
drenching rains and the influence of
heat from the direct rays of the sun.
Plenty of absorbent material should be
added to absorb the volatile matter,
and water is also beneficial tn . tha
h
prevent "flre-fanglng." This may
require additional iubor, but lue Buy
ing of the essential elements of the
manure will be more than a compen
satlon for the time well expended. The
principal rules to be observed are to
prevent loss by rain, preservation of
volatile matter with moisture and ab
sorbents, have the manure fine, and
also to endeavor to have it thoroughly
decomposed.
Simple Teat for Small Seeds.
The gravity method of seed separa
tion here Illustrated Is the old time
practice of "brining" wheat, barley,
oats, etc., before sowing, but applied to
seeds of much smaller size, such as to
mato and eggplant seeds. As used at
the New Jersey experiment station, the
battle at A In the cut contains pure
water, upon which many seeds are
seen as floating and a larger number
at the bottom. These light, floating
seeds are to be rejected. In the bottle
at B Is a 20 per cent solution of com
mon salt (a very thin sirup would have
done as well), In which eggplant seeds
that sank in pure water were placed,
with the result that many remain at
the top and thereby may be easily sep
arated and thrown away.
Value of Ensilage.
Ensilage Is valuable as a means of
dieting stock In winter, affording them
green, succulent food at that season,
when nothing but the dry material can
be had. For that reason, If for no
other, It is a valuable adjunct to the
crops used for food. The farmer who
has no ensilage, but who stores in a
crop of sugar beets, mangels, turnips,
carrots or potatoes, will find himself
fortunate in having a variety. There
Is no difficulty In feeding roots if they
are properly stored. Roots are Injured
more by heat than by cold. Freezing is
not Injurious If roots are not thawed
out too suddenly. By keeping them at
an even temperature they will last
until the summer opens.
Melona In the Corn Shock,
If, when cutting corn, you will place
In one of your largest shocks about a
dozen of your choicest watermelons, at
Christmas, when the snow Is on the
ground and the frost Is on the plane,
you can sit by the roaring Are and eat
one of your melons, which has kept all
that time in the shock of corn. Farm
Journal.
Manor From the Stalls,
Manure that is allowed to remain
In the yard does not give as good re
sults as that taken from the stalls,
as this fact has been shown by using
both kinds of manure on growing
crops. It is not expected that farm
ers should keep their manure in stalls,
but it is now In order to prepare for
the storage of manure to prevent leach
ing by rains. All foods should be
fine and also the bedding, which will
permit of better absorption of liquids
and greater facility of storage under
shelter. .
f m It )
EEED SEPARATION.
The Melon Aphis.
The melon aphis (Aphis eosaroil't is)
generally distributed throughout tha
united States, but Is especially Injuri
ous in the Southwest, according to a bul
letin Issued by the United States De
partment of Agriculture. It attacks a
great variety of economic plants belong
ing to different families. The natural
enemies of the pest are ordinarily not
sufficient to hold, it In control. It may
be destroyed by fumigation with car
bon blsulphid or by the use of pyreth
rum, tobacco fumes, or kerosene emulr
slon. Treatment with kerosene emul
sion has the advantage that It is also
destructive to a considerable variety of
other Insects which attack cultivated
plants in conjunction with the melon
aphis.
A Barb Wire Reel.
Here Is a barb wire reel that one ,
can wind barb wire on Instead of an
old barrel, which is slow work. We
present a little drawing of one that
REEL FOB BARB WIRE.
can be easily made by an lneenloua
farmer. It is mounted on wheels, and
can be drawn along by a man, while
a boy steadies the handle to keep the
wire from unwinding too rapidly and
kinking. For winding up wire that is
taken off of a fence, the machine can
either be pushed or pulled, going Just
fast enough to keep up with the wire
as It is being wound on the reel. A
little rack like this, says The Farmer,
would be of considerable value to any
one who has any amount of barb wire
fencing to wind.
Do Bees Thlnkf
Maurice Materllnck, the Belgian
writer, adduces a number of interest
ing facts, in an article in Harper's
Magazine, to show that bees have the
power of thinking. Transported to Cal
ifornia, he says, our black bee com
pletely alters her habits. After one or
two years, finding that summer Is per
petual and flowers forever abundant,
she will live from day to day, content
to gather the honey and pollen Indis
pensable for the day's consumption;
and her recent and thoughtful observa
tion triumphing over hereditary expo
rlence, she will cease to make provis
ion for, her winter. Buchner mentions
an analogous fact: In Barbados, the
bee whose hives are In the midst of tl4
refineries, where they find suger dur
ing the whole year, entirely abandon
their visits to the flowers.
A fine shade Tree. ( v
The tulip tree, one of the most orna
mental of our shade treed, succeeds
well when transplanted, after the leaf
buds begin to appear, but it Is pretty
sure to fall If removed earlier. Such,
at least, Is the reported experience of
one who planted a row of them a mile
long, the trees being six to eight feet
high, of which hardly one In a hundred
was lost. Possibly, however, there was
something In the soil or situation which .
gave him success, and the rule may
not work in all cases. The.tulip is well
worth experimenting with, for when
grown It Is a handsome, symmetrical
tree, with a peculiar leaf and' a beau
tiful blossom.
.Care of Bees.
Bees should be kept at a temperature
ranging from 42 to 45 degrees above
zero during cold weather, and the hives
should be dry. The light should be
excluded as much as possible, and the
hives should not be exposed to sudden
changes of temperature. An ample sup-
ply of honey should be left at the end
of the season for the support of the
bees during the winter. It is not nec
essary to put the hive under shelter
until winter approaches, but It should
bo In a cool location In summer. If the
colony in each hive Is not strong it will
be of but little service until It Increases
In number. Too much warmth in win
ter is not conducive to success.
The Ohio station has continued lis
work with proprietary preparations of
soluble oils with the result that these
materials appear to compare favorably
with lime sulphur wash In effective
ness as remedies for scale insects. In
general they may be diluted in water
so as to form 5 per cent solutions. ,
It Is suggested, howuver. thit tha
variable results obtained with soluble
oils Indicate a variation in composi
tion, and when safety, coat and effi
ciency are considered, the author rec
ommends limt sulphur as the best rem
edy.
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