Lane County leader., December 25, 1903, Image 2

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The three ascended to the chamber frayed myself at laet—the brother who
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above, where lay the dying man. The swore vengeance on the husband of
GOOD
marquis started as he beheld him, stretch­ Guidette?” He raised himaelf, with main
ed out upon the couch, with his wild, un­ strength, upon his arm, and fiercely re­
A
shorn and emaciated countenance, and garded the marquis.
TRUE
“ Ah, Henri, forgive uiei” cried the
coarse, rough garments, which he had
STORY
not suffered to be removed, presenting a grief-stricken man.
“ Never!” shouted Ilenri, madly.
1 I
spectacle so wretched. The kind-hearted
OF
:O R :
old man could scarcely refrain from shed­ have been revenged on you; I have
THE
ding tears as he gazed upon the wreck brought aorrow and darkness to your
A young member o f Parliament
hearthstone, and I am satisfied! For the .
of that one proud form.
SOUTH
once addressing a meeting at whlci
“ Is this indeed Hugh Lamonte?” he sake of your child—the angel who has j
a
llu
pa urtici n
. .
OF
exclaimed, advancing towards the couch. i smiled upon a wretched life, and touched j
there
was a considerably
rowdy
an
evil
heart
with
her
Innocence—for
her
j
“
Who
calls
Hugh
Lamonte?”
shouted
ment
present.
Like
the
other shaken
FRANCE
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___ last hour, for
Her first proposal:
Madge— Was he whs frequently Interrupted, until
will atone, _ __
at this
the sick man, sternly; “ who calls him— take
the outcast—the robber? Who calls him. the misery I have caused you. You .h ill aj,e glad wheu he told h « the oUl, old losing patience, he called for . i w "
I aay? And who are you?” fixing his be happy once mors; but 1 will not for- Btory j
Marjorie— You bet she was.
saying: "D on 't let every ass bray L
wild, gleaming eyes upon the countenance give you for the wrong done to m e-n ov- w
that ilr l never heard It before.
once." “ You go on alone then, sir
of
the
marquis.
“
Ah,
Armande
Montau­
er—no.
never!"
And
raising
his
clenched
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C H APTER X I X .—(Continued.>
pleasant results from our adventure of
said the ringleader, and the bonorabi
They left tne broken vehicle, the pro«- lust night; and you must be conscious ban, I know you—I know you!” he ut­ hand to heaven, he sealed the declaration
Then be sank j
He— Suppose we found a mutual ad- member was left without a reply,
trate horses that struggled and kicked in that, eveu if such were not the case, I tered. fiercely, trying to spring upright, with a fearful oath.
vain uttempts to free themselves from should find it impossible to sleep now. I yet failing, from very weakness. “ Don’t down, exhausted. A shudder ran through miration society. I w ill begin by say-
A Maine farmer who had gone
come near me, or I shall murder you! every form within that chamber.
ing j admire your beautiful eyes. Now, ............................
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the harness and rise, and in the darkness must remain here."
law with a neighbor,
suggested to hi
Where
is
Guidette?—where
is
she?
You
and the storm pursued with all possible
“ Ah—well!” sighed the good old man;
"Heuri," cried the marquis, throwing what do you admire iu me. She— I law yer that “liTstmU the'’ mackt™. *
have
hidden
her
from
me!
You
have
himself on his knees beside the couch,
, .
— .... taste
‘ " stra,e
haste the road to the chateau. There “ if you are fully determined on this, it
. . .
' s'
^ ut on yol
was no shelter near. The light form of ! must be so; and I trust all will be well.” wedded her; and she was mine—mine! “ recall those words, I conjure you! Listen
Going to extremes: Snaso— This sou. ( life,
said the attorney; "if you
Rose was us nothing in the strong arms
He sat down by the bed, leaned his You stole her from me! I will have your to me. I knew not of the wrong 1 had
done you, till it was too late. Guidette venir habit Is getting to be something 1 you’ll lose the case.” The case cam
of the marquis. Rapidly he bore her head on his hand pnd fixed a thoughtful blood!”
He sank back, exhausted, with white deceived me; she never told me that you fierce. Hodd— I should say so. 1 kuow j ou and was tried and Judgment ws
along, keeping the folds of his cloak and sorrowful glance upon the feverish
lips.
loved her—that she wse betrothed to you! a f a mgu who visited a friend and took given ln bis favor. Then he turned I
well wrapped about her.
| countenance turned towards him on the
“ Look—look,” monsieur!” uttered th« I wedded her, thinking her free. But
‘‘ We are almost at the village,” said pillow. Rose looked at him with her
^ 1 ^ ' , w ife ( s a souvenir.— Life. I the lawyer, and gleefully exclalmet
cure,
springing
to
the
aide
of
the
mar
Francis Egerton, as he supported hit wild, bright, piteous gaze,
she was a curse to me. Ah, Henri, if you
„ |ec#_ K#w> u>{.,e Ned t o .t he Jult - "I seut the ducks." Astonishment o
companion with a lover’s tenderness that ; “ Where is Louis?” she asked; “ where qnis—“ look, M. Mery, the marquis la desired revenge, she was the fittest in
tbs sweetest little cherub in the world?
law yer’ s part changed to admin
strnment!”
met now with no repulse.
I is he? Why do they keep him from me?” fainting!”
And even aa he spoke, the heavy fall of
For Helen Montauban knew nothing of , Tears stood in the physician’s eyes.
The dying man's eyes were fixed earn Uncle— Weil, Lucy, I don't know much tlou » ’ hen his client continued, "B ut"
about cherubs, but as a specimen of a sent them In tny opponent's uame."
It. She was saying to herself, “ Is Rose He laid his gentle hand, with its cool his friend attracted the phyaician’a atten­ eatly on his brother’s face.
tion. Consternation and alarm were vis­
dead? Has she escaped me? Am I to touch, on that burning forehead,
"Say It once more—once more!" h e ' plain human baby he Is certainly a
Congressman Frank C. Wachti
ible
in
hia
features.
be spared my work at last?” She listen- I “ Be quiet, my child,” he said. “ He will
panted, eagerly; “ tell me again that you howling success!
says that once, when a party of cand
“ Let us carry him out into another
ed for a sigh—a groan, from the lips of j come—Louis will come.”
were innocent—that you knew not of our j w u lila the u mjt; Jones— I wish you dates were touring the State of Mar;
that inanimate figure that was borne be- | “ No—no! he will hot—he will not room—quick!” he said, excitedly.
Together they bore him to an adjoining betrothal that she deceived you, and was wouM flgure Qn H Qew hoUBe for me. land, they stopped at the home of'
fore her. No sound was heard from | come!” she cried, with feeble grief. “ I
Architect— Something about five thou- farm er In one o f the counties,
them. Already, a strange fever of joy j have not seen him this loug time. I apartment, and there commenced the
“ It ia true. Listen,
Henri;
I swear
it!” » sand dollars? Jones— No; something found him not at home. They, hod
.
.
.
mingled with the shivering excitement, thought we were to be married. It was application of restoratives. But some TT. _
the awe, the horror, which Helen Mon- j a dream, was it not?” And again that moments elapsed ere he betrayed signs of from hU .yes* hf.'da'sp'ed'ha'nd’. . ’'uplift- •bout flve hundred. I've only got five
“ ^ ^ b e r
j ? " ! ’ ‘ l*6 1
tauban hud felt. She never heeded the heart-breaking, sorrowful glance was returning consciousness. Then he reviv­ ed trembled
'thousand to spend on It.— Judge.
didates said to her.
Madam, is yon
rain that poured over her in sheeted tor- fixed on him. “ I don’t know why I am ed slowly, apd for some time gazed fixed­
"Then pardon me, Armande. for the j T e a ch e r-N o w . then. Tommy, you
rents; the wild vinds raged in vain for j lying here,” she murmured, sadly, look- ly upon the face of M. Mery. Then a
justice I have done you,”
excuse
aw ay
’
he n
1 te l you abo|
injustice
you, faintly
to.ut.j ut-
«w have no good w
» « v for staying
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h«w now» they were unheard. She only ing about her. “ I ought to be ready to lowT moan escaped his lips.
“ Gustave, I have seen my brother!” he tered Henri, extending his almost pow- from school yesterday.
Tom my— _ ™
a K<HK|
a
longed for light—light, to behold that meet him when he comes. But I am so
erless hands, and seeking that of hia Well .It ain't my fault. T e a c h e r -I t wheu
U w i" '
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childish countenance—to know the truth. weak—so tired! I believe I have been uttered.
“ Your brother?” echoed M. Mery, in brother—“ pardon me, and I shall die in Isn’ t? W hy? T o m m y - ’ Cause I done Dem° cra t: w he" llp
But such a
with Kepubfl
But so near were they to the farm journeying somewhere.
peace!”
houses now that no delay was made; the strange journey! I don’t thi*»k it ever astonished excitement.
my best to think up a K o . h 1 one.
, ;lus lle ls a
'
“ It is true! It is Henri who lies there , The marquis clasped that wasted hand
. . . . . .
. ,
. ,
, , Is around hero he is a darned nil
first one was entered, and Rose placed will end; and I ain wandering all alone.
Not what she expected: Lady (o f
*
upon a couch, while the farmers’ wives And so weary, weary, weary! Ah, Louis,
uncertain age)— I have put your »eat
crowded about, with earnest kindness why don’t you come and help rae? You
W illiam E. Curtis says that dnrl;
next to mine, Mr. Raw lingsou; I hope
and sympathy, to render assistance. But said you loved poor Rose!”
you do not mind? Mr. Rawlingsou— the last days o f Oliver Wend
Mournful and plaintive grew those rest­
. at the sight of that pale, quiet face, those
closed eyelids and colorless lips, they less, feverish tones; tearful and troubled
Mind, my dear lady: you know how lit­ Holmes' life lie visited Washington,
C., In com pany with Robert C. Wl|
were silent; and some whispered among the brilliant eyes; but still, though ex-
tle It takes to satisfy me— Tit-Bits.
throp, and both o f the venerable mi
themselves, “ She is dead!” while others, j hausted by her constant ravings, and
Definite: Mr. Newly-wed (In the
with scarce a hope, yet seeking still for though her cheeks burned more hotly, and
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, ,
visited the Senate chamber on the
,
kitchen)—
w
hat
are
you
cooking
there,
,
„
one, worked over the lifeless form. Ami ; her heart throbbed with terrible violence,
,
, . . . ’ caslon o f some ceremonies wli
1 my dear? Mrs. Newly-wed (excitedly)
without stood the marquis and the Count and her breathing was short and paibful,
crowdcnl the galleries with people,
de Clairville and Francis Egerton by the there was no rest for her. Still she raved
— Don't bother me now. There’s the
that they were unable to obtain seal
fire in the great farm kitchen, in dread, of Louis, and begged him to see how her
cook book. I’ m making recipe No. 187
They sent their cards to Mr. Evarfl
silence and suspense.
| feet were torn and bleeding with the long
on page 31)6.— W om an's H om e Compan­
hoping that he might arrange a plal
Helen Montauban and the countess had and weary way she came, and then she
ion.
fo r tiirin, and when bn n o t them in tf
entered the chamber where Rose was | would moan that he never would come—
Bobby I say. Mr. I pdykr. what do marble room be e l pin in« «1 the d ifld
laid, and rough yet comfortable garments “ never, never, never!”
you suppose Clara afcid about you just I v -T |u,
s ;nv crowded, t f yl
And that wild, mournful wail might
were offered them to replace their own
dripping ones. The countess was already have drawn tears from a stone; but Helen
before you came lu? Mr. Updyke— I know,” he said, "and the rules of tl
making this welcome and really neces­ Montauban was more than a stone.
haven't an Idea in the world. Robert. Senate admit to the floor of the dial
The doctor went out, leaving Helen
sary change; but Helen Montauban,
Bobby (amazed)— Well, you've guessed b «r only member» o f the two H t d
thrusting them from her, pressed to the Montauban there to bathe the heated
It! 1 hat a Just what she did » a y !— Tit- o f Congress, members o f the C'ahlnl
forehead of the sick girl, and offer water
couch.
j Justice» o f the Supreme Court, ex-Sn
“ Stand aside!” she said to the woman. to those parched lips. And she paid,
His Thanksgiving dinner:
“ I am ators, persons who have received t|
And she knelt down there to look at that i lookiug down upon the stricken form be-
pallid face, round which the dripping fore her, “ She is in my power!’
very sorry, Victor, to think you were thanks o f Congress, and private see
Alas! only too completely so! Made­
chestnut curls were lying in shining
such a glutton. Are you iot sorry your- tarle» to Senators. I cannot get yl
Montauban
had
gathered
masses. Once those white lips parted— moiselle
self that you ate so much turkey?’’ admission in any other capacity, ll
that M. Mery had but a slight hope of
reddened.
"Yes, mother, ’cause I hadn't any other if you will accept highly regpeetalf
Rose’s
recovery.
It
must
be.
No
turn­
“ See—see! she lives—she breathes!” ut­
room left for the mince pie.” — Harper s and remunerative employment as
tered one of the women, in an eager, ing back, or flinching, or hesitating, for
Bazar.
private secretaries I will find you Sr:|
tremulous tone, subdued almost to a that desperate nature now! That hope
"W ell, Tommy, how are you getting on the floor.'.’ Both the poet and
must never become a stronger one! It
whisper—“ she lives!”
on at school?”
"F irst rate.
1 ain't statesman accepted, and Mr. KvaJ
“ It is a lie!” muttered Helen Montau­ was hers to see to it. Pouring out the
ban, between those beautiful shut teeth. water for which the sufferer prayed, ever
dong so well as some o f the other boys, took them to the door, where he
A moment elapsed. The women gath­ and anon, Jier hand involuntarily clutch­
though I can stand on my head; but l dressed the doorkeeper as follow s:"!
ered, with glad, excited, hopeful eyes, ed the tiny vial concealed in her bosom.
have to put my feet against the wall, dear sir, these tw o young men are I
the disease
about the couch—those poor, simple, hon­ Yet—no! A little delay;
I want to do It without the wall at all!” private secretaries. You will ohseifl
est-hearted peasant women, praying for might terminate fatally in a few days,
— Punch.
j that they are both very green and f
that young life, whose slender thread one and spare her the work for which she
llo ogley—-When I entered your yard nur.int, hut I M trying to have
among them would so gladly have seen was prepared. But in case it were not
HUGH LAM ONTE S DYING CONFE88ION.
last evening your dog harked at me. tlencv with them and overtook till
broken. And fiercely watched that one. so, then— It was a poison, subtle and
my brother Henri. Let me go to him.” tenderly within his own. His tears fell W ilby— You could hardly expect me to deficiencies. I w ish you would taka
with a burning glance, a heart that stood sure as death itself. Few were there
who knew of such; few—almost no tests
“ My dear friend, be calm, I command upon it.
all but still. It was no lie!
keep servants and let them till In their Rood look at them, so that when tti
Slowly those lovely eyes unclosed, and that could detect its presence. To Helen you,” urged the physician, gently.
“ Ilenri, I have nothing to forgive. We time barking at folks, and I’ m too com e hero again to see me you \d
“ I am calm; but I must go instantly. If have both been unhappy,” he uttered.
rested upon the glad, smiling faces gath­ Montauban had boon given a knowledge
busy m yself to attend to it.— Boston know them,” and with that he push
ered about the couch. There was no rec­ of this poison in by-gone years, and she he should die—ah, save him, I entreat
“ Nay—you do not know the misery I Transcript.
, open the swinging doors and motion
ognition in them at first; but presently, had guarded that knowledge - like gold. you.”
have caused you. But I repent. It shall
Mistook the symptoms: He— L ook hi Dr. Holmes and Mr. Wlnthrop |
Weak and trembling as he was, he be confessed.” Ilis voice grew weaker.
meeting the anxious glance of the good The secret, so long preserved, was likely
at that woman on the other side of the l>a»s In, while the doorkeeper, in a 1
made them assist him to re-enter the oth­ “ Where is Rose?” he asked.
countess, who bent over her, she sighed to become useful to her now.
er apartment. They advanced towards
faintly, and putting her hand to her head,
“ She is at the chateau. She has been street w aving her hands about her wlldered sort o f way. remarked In I
It was midnight. All over the chateau, the couch; there was a different sight ill; but, thanks be to heaven, she is re­ head. Is she practicing physical cul- undertone, “ Well, I'll he blanked!”
whispered, “ O, yes; I remember—I re­
there was deep and heartfelt rejoicing; there now. From the height of delirium covering!” answered the marquis, earn­ ture? She-—Mercy, no! She's desertb-
member now!”
----------------------------------
L
hut
it was subdued in its manifestations, Hugh Lamonte was suddenly sinking into estly.
Helen Montauban was gone. In an ad­
lng her new hat to another woman.—
PIPED HIS MEN TO BATTLE,|
for
the
life
that
had
so
lately
been
pro­
stupor.
His
eyes
were
almost
closed.
joining chamber she removed the satu­
“ It is well. Give her my blessing, if Chicago Neyvs.
W h i s t l e Uac<l b y J o h n B r o w n in f|
rated garments she had worn, and sub­ nounced safe was only slowly and faintly Only faint, unintelligible murmurs broke she will receive it from me, when she
“ Although I have granted you this!
Fam ou« Raid U in W nshin*ton.r
stituted for them the apparel sent from fluttering lip from the edge of the grave; from his lips at times. He did not see knows all. I have been a wretch; but
the chateau by a domestic; then proceed­ and every voice spoke in whispers, every them approach. The cure and M. Mery she has been an angel in my miserable Interview,” said the pompous new j W hen John Brown was besieged!
ing to the kitchen, joined her father and footstep was muffled. All day she had cast glances at each other. The marquis home. Ah, if the prayers of one so good office-holder, “ I don’ t w ant people to the engine-house at Harper’s F£rry dfl
his companions, who bad just learned slept, nnd the exhaustion produced by comprehended them.
und pure as she could be offered to heav- think I ’ m In the habit o f talking for ing his famous raid for the liberatf
‘You think he is dying, then?” he ask­ rii for my salvation, surely they would ; publication.” “ They w on’ t.” replied the o f the slaves o f the South he piped I
that Rose had revived. The head of the her violent and protracted delirium was
marquis was bowed, his face buried in so great that that slumber had hardly ed. “ Ah, save him, Gustave! We were be heard! Ask her to forgive, and pray reporter, “ when they wee these remarks orders to his follow ers on a sil|
nemies once—he and I. Let him live, for me, Armande.” He paused, panting
his hands. The emotion of gratitude he seemed like the rest of a living form. For
whistle, which has just been disci
felt at the bringing back of that young scarce the faintest breath could be per­ that we may once more embrace one an­ for breath, and unable for a moment to in print.” — Philadelphia Ledger.
ceived,
or
the
slightest
motion
of
that
“ I seen you kissln’ Marne,” said her I ered ln W ashington by the officers!
other!”
life almost overcame him.
continue.
There was a terrible and
“ Be calm, my dear friend,” entreated mournful silence in the room. Suddenly little brother. “ Well, here,” said the th e Kansas Historical So. i.-iv, \V|
The night passed and morni?rg broke, feebly heating heart. Yet had the phy­
clear and still above the earth, where so sician filled the breasts of those about the physician again, “ and listen to the he regathered his wasting energies. “ Hear dear girl’s accepted lover, “ If I give -John Brown gathered his men aroii
lately all had been commotion. The voice him with a too delicious hope that hung truth. No power on earth can save him me. Annum lc. my bnuber. while I have i you a dim e can 1 trust you to say noth- Ila rp «rs f ir r y ami began prcparatil
now; he is sinking fast. But maintain
of the tempest had died away in silence. for certainty upon her awakening.
I :l l«ft to maks a t o n m n (. Bo- ¡ng about it v” “ Sore! i Mtrer peochod f t * tho ookraro o f U m in tw ill he I
Then had the evil desire of Helen Mon- your energies;
he may revive before ncaih tlm h.'arth it tko COttago; f M will on nnv 0f the other follows when tfc * f stni.-t. 4 th en , according to the M
Broad and fair the sunlight shone above
tnuhan
grown
to
an
intensity
that
was
leath, with the possession of his full rea­
the pleasant valley. They bore Rose
1111 nn 110X1
f* contains my
| gave me money.” — Philadelphia Ledger. to bide themsvJves in the mount!
with gentleness nnd care back to the cha­ fiendish. Watching, with her haggard son.
fession!" He paused agsiti: his strength
Quick w ork: The Judge— Supposing | C rests and to refrain from being s i
“ Ah. Ilenri!” murmured the marquis, was rapidly failing. A moment, and he
teau. She was quite if 1, almost unable face and gleaming eyes, beside that
to move a limb from weakness. The in couch, she had fixed her serpent gaze up­ with indescribable emotion—“ my brother! resumed, turning once more his fast-ob- your automobile was running at the U °8etber. Then he gave them iui«tr|
juries that others had escaped, she had on the almost lifeless being who lay there, that I should recognize you thus, after senring eyes to his brother’s face. "It. rate o f tw elve miles an hour, how I ^ ons to listen each day at sunrise
received; and from being so long exposed looking with cruel and terrible eagerness all these years! See—see, Gustave!” and will tell you of your lost daughter—o f | quickly could you stop it? The expert s,,,,SPt f,,r their orders, which wol
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to the storm, there was every reason to for the sign of death to set itself upon he lifted the matted hair from the tem­ \ Marguerite!”
he gasped.
— W hy, your honor, while running at l>p l’ 'l,ed to them with the lsmtsna
believe that serious consequnices would that young sufferer's brow. Yet it came ples of the unconscious man—“ see where
"O f Marguerite! Speak—apeak. Hen­
whistle.
not.
and
her
eagerness
grew
almost
Into
that
rate.
I
have
stopped
It
time
and
I
struck
him
once!
I
knew
the
mark.
ensue.
ri!” cried the marquis, in te.-iible agita­
These Instructions were carried <
And the apprehension was justified. madness. The one way remained. She Our father told me he would bear it to tion; "tell me—I divine it—confess, I im­ again before the rear wheels touched
to the letter, and for some days preo
the grave—that scar.”
the victim !— Tow n Topics.
During the day her indisposition increas­ would make that sleep a lasting one!
plore
you!
He
cannot
tell
it—he
is
dyingl
But there was another watcher there.
Ing the attack on the arsenal the p<
“ How,” said M. Mery, in a low voice, O, for a moment longer!" he said. "H en­
ed» and at night, feverish and delirious,
Did She K now ?
Fond Father
o f Harper’ s Ferry heard the mystcrll
an this be your brother?—this man, ri, tell me; breathe but one word; what
she tossed upon her couch, with a wild The aged physician had taken up his post
(showing off his offspring’s intelli­
also
by
the
couch.
He,
too.
was
waiting;
who, for twelve years, has dwelt within of Marguerite?" He bent down nearer,
brilliancy in those soft eyes, anti a
piping from Brown’s headquartl
gence)— Now, Elsie, dear, what is a
scorching flush upon her beautiful cheek. but it was for the angel of life—not that half a league of you. nnd who has only waiting in awful suspense.
The notes would be taken by the ntf
cat? Elsie— Dunno.
Fofld Father—
It was pitiful to hear her wandering of death; and he stirred not from that been known as a peasant?”
The glazing eyes opened again. The
est o f his follow ers and sent on
Well, w hat’ s that funny little animal
‘Ah, I recognize him but too well!” lips moved.
words, and listen to the incoherent ming­ place. Not a morsel of food had passed
the rtionntains until the farthi'st dtoj
that
comes
creeping
up
the
stairs
wheu
ling* of sorrow and joy. iu her wild de­ his lips that day. Since dawn he had answered the marquis, sadly; “ it is he—
"Armande, hear!” were the slow, pain­
lirium.
The marquis looked upon her been there. And Helen Montauban. in l know him now through the disguise that fully whispered words. "Rose— I stole every one’ s in bed? Elsie (promptly)— o f his band had received the word|
the commander.
When Brown
once, and then turned away with stream­ her fierce desperation at her own inabil­ has served him so long. And did you her! She is—yonr child!”
Papa.— New Y'ork Times.
captured the whistle w as faken fq
ing eyes from the room, to seclude him­ ity to accomplish the work so long medi­ not hear his words? He said I stole
(To
be
continued.)
“ W hat did you do with that fellow him by Lieutenant Stewart o f the t
self lu the library, where he passed the tated upon, was almost insane. Still he Guidette from him. Alas! it is but too
who stole rite horse r asked the ten- L lar „
w b o afterw ard l.,c
night in watchings. The Count Frederic watched there; never‘ for an instant was true, though I was innocent of wrong.
P r e ce p t a n d P ra ctice
his
vigilame
relaxed.
And
the
hours
derfooL
Nothin
much.
answ ered1 lieutenant general ln tho Confedcr j
Henri—my brother—speak to me! say
anti Francis Egerton remained till dawn
"W e are slaves o f custom,” answered
passed
on
and
Rose
awoke—safe!
that we are friends once more!”
Broncho Bill— “ Jlst took the boss away
In the saloon. Every domestic in the
Stewart finally gave it to fo ld
Eagerly he leaned over the couch, with Mr. Bliggins. "W e tie ourselves down from him.” "Is that all?” "Yep. He
chateau kept vigil during those long and
CH APTER X X .
mournful hours; for not an eye could
his eyes fixed upon the sick man's face; to the tyranny o f tradition and mock war settin’ ln the saddle with a rope Washington, w ho In turn pri-sentisj
to John Cassln, then a well-known if
It was nearly morning when the onre but be was not recogn zed. There wan the very men who seek to free us from
close in slumber. Helen Montauban and
around his neck tied to a tree when we
yer.
the countess had their post in that sick came to the chateau to request an inter­ no intelligence in that dying glance.
our shackles. W e are too ready to
took
the
hoss
away,
though."—
Indian­
Hugh—or Henri, rather, awakened fear what people think—too ready to
chamber, beside the couch of the sick view with the marquis. He told him that
The whistle ls now In posstssloij
apolis
Sun.
Hugh
Lamonte
was
at
the
village
inn
girl, who recognised neither of them. All
from the dull stupor. But it was only speed a thoughtless gibe----- ”
Mrs. Mary A. Cassln, who lives
night long she raved, and the flush burn­ and »lying. The marquis, astonished and the sudden and fitful flare of the expir­
Unfinished:
When
the
new
puppies
Georgetown. Brown pleaded to be
Mr. Bliggins suddenly stopped and
ed strong and steady on her cheek, and affected at this sudden announcement, in ing flame of life. He lay. for an instant,
were discovered to be blind Teddy was mitted to retain the whistle. He
began laughing.
the lightning’s flash was pot more bril­ the midst of his joy for the safety of glancing about the apartment; then look­
"W h a t’s the m atter?" asked his wife. very unhappy. His auntie assured him Lieutenant Stewart that he hail haj
liant than the fire scintillating from those Rose, prepared immediately to visit him; ing upwards, he encountered the regards
"G ive me my hat. quick. There goes that God would open their eyes in due for a long time and had used it In
and the physician. M. Mery, satisfied of the good cure, who stood by the couch
dark eyes.
Slowly the leaden night hours waxed that the most favorable change had tak­ in silence.
Tim mins with a straw hat on. First time. When bedtime came Teddy was sas for the same purpose as at Ij
“ Monsieur le cure, I reeognixe you,” he straw hat o f the season! If I don’t heard adding a petition to bis prayers: per's Ferry. The whistle Is about
nnd waned; and Helen Montauban sat en place in his patient’ s case, left her
beside the pillow of Rose, regardless of In the care of Mademoiselle Montauban
id. “ I am dying—is it not so?”
make life a burden to him ITI know "D ear God. do please hurry up and Inches long and in an excellent stat|
slumber. The countess, sitting by the and the countess and accompanied the
“ It is true,” answered the good man. the reason why.” —Washington Star.
finish those puppies!” — Lippincott’ s preservation.
,
Magazine.
fire, still wept and prayed in silence. The marquis.
mournfully. “ But there is yet time for
In a few moments the party arrived confession and repentance.”
doctor ceme to the bedside.
Itrittsh E m pire aa B ig aa A frica .
H avin g His Hay.
Proud Father— I tell yon, sir. that
‘Confession—repentance! You know,
“ Yon need rest, mademoiselle,” he said; it the auherge. Maurice met them with
“ IIow loud Brother Brown talkf
The British Empire and Its depend­
then, that I have a confession to m a k e- encies and colonies embrace 11,000.000 boy o f mine will be a wonder! Friend mootin' !”
“ cannot I prevail upon you to retire and a nominous countenance.
(wearily)— What wonderful thing has
“ How is he—is there any change?” ask­ sins to repent of?”
snatch a few hours' repose while I watch
“ Y es: Providence has been t umi
‘ It is a work which every dying man square miles, or about the size o f all he done now? Proud Father— Why
here? The fatigue and exposure of lift ed the cure, anxiously.
Africa.
“ None, monsienr,” rnswered tht man. has to do, my friend.”
the other day he ate all the preserve« deaf ear to him lately, an’ he's gij
night, though no present Ul effects are
it a piece o f his m ind!"— Louis
The marquis advanced towards the
felt from them, may be productive of “ He raves still; but he talks of some guil­
Nothing more completely baffles one In the pantry. I overheard him say
evil consequences. If yonr nerves continue ty deed to be atoned for—some secret to couch.
as he smeared the cat’» face with the Herald.
w
ho
is
full
o
f
trick
and
duplicity
than
be confessed. I can maks nothing sat­
“ Henri, my brother!” he uttered, in aor-
thus overtaxed.“ *
V tv can Judge a woman pretty
straightforward and simple Integrity in stuff. " I ’ m sorry, Tom. to do this, but
“ Your pardoo,” returned Helen, in cold isfactory. though, out of what he-says, rowful tones.
I can’t have the old folks suspect me." b y the ptetn rse she hangs on her paj
“ H a! yon know me, then? I hare be- anqther.—Colton.
and quiet tone«, “ bat I anticipate no nn- he wanders eo.”
—Smart S et
w a 'la.
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