S e c o n d C o u s in § a r a h BY m e AUTHOR o r "ANN E JUDbE. SP IN ST ER .” " LITTLE MATE MIRBY.” ETC.. ETC. CH APTER X V I.—4Continued.) | bell quitted the room as Sarah entered n o m a s East bell was not prepared for softly, but not so softly as to escape the his sister’s firmness. She was right; she quick ears of the grandmother. was changed. This was not the woman “ Sally— what a dreadful time you have of two years ago, who had some hopes been!” said Mrs. Eastbell. of him, and whom he had talked over “ I have been talking to Tom.” more than once— who had been afraid of “ You will have years to talk to him— him, and had not been altogether wanting I may be only with you a few more days. in affection for him; this was some one It’a awfully tiring, this up and down­ whom he had scarcely expected to find stairs business. Not half as comfortable as at St. Oswald’s after all. 1 wish that at Sedge Hill. “ You would ruin me if you could, I had never left the place.” then,” he said; “ you would stand between “ You are tired to-night, and despon­ me and my share of the good luck which dent. that’s all. Will you try slid rest has come to the old woman. You would now?” liye on rich as a Jew, and leave me to “ Best in this house, Sally!” cried the starve, or steal—to go to the workua, or old lady ironically, “ there isn’t much the prison.” chance of that, with people tearing up “ I think that possibly I am in the and down stairs at all hours, and the way,” said the gentleman by the fire­ servants banging shutters and locking place, intruding upon the conversation for doors as if we were in a prison. Somebody the first time; “ you and your brother can came into my room last night, blunder­ arrange this little matter so much bet­ ing, but I could not find out who it was.” ter without me, Miss Eastbell.” “ Into your room?” asked Sarah, very Tom’s friend rose and went softly out anxiously now, “ where was Hartley?” of the room, and through the open bay- “ I packed her off two days ago. She window, into the night air, where be snorted in her sleep like a horse. I want was lost to view. rest, child, not the noise of a steam en­ “ Will you tell me who that is?” said gine in my ears.” Rnrah, pointing to the window through “ You are too old to rest alone— you which Captain Peterson had disappear­ cannot lock your door even,” said Sarah. “ I must come back as in the old days, ed. “ A naval officer—merchant service,” grandmamma, if you send Hartley away. Torn explained; “ an intimate friend of Why shouldn’t I have my little crib in one corner of this great room, as when you min«*— a regular swell.” “ The last time I saw him, it was in and I were sharing life together in St. Potter’s Court,” said Sarah Eastbell de­ Oswald’s?” cisively; “ he came in and out of No. 2 "Y ou’re mighty anxious about me,” nt uncertain hours of the night, and gave said Mrs. Eastbell fretfully, “ and yet directions to men who wire his brothers, you have flounced yourself off for three and who seemed of a lower position than days, and without rhyme or reason.” himself. He took away with him. I re­ “ I was anxious about Kceben Culwick member also, packages of bad money. lie — I could not rest longer without seeing was a captain then, but it was of a gang him. He is very poor, grandmother,” of coiners!” said Sarah; “ he has been very unlucky Thomas Eastbell sat back in his chair, in life. I found him in a back room in and glured at his sister. Sarah looked Drury Lune— a half-starved, haggard- looking man, borne down by the disap­ up. “ You want money, I suppose?” she pointments of his life. This was Reu­ ben Culwick—in whose house we are— said. "W ho doesn’t?” he added, with a short, who was once our friend when we were sharp laugh. poor and low— who saved me when I had "H ow much will satisfy you, and take not power to help myself. This is the you from this house?” man forever foremost in my thoughts. "Grandmother does not want to part Why should I hide it from m jself or with me,” he said; “ but if you and I are you?” not likely to agree, and matters can be She buried her head in the bedclothes, arranged, a good round sum— annual— nnd the shriveled hand stole forth and payable in advance, nnd my name down rested on the flowing mass of raven hair in the will for a fair share.” there. “ That cannot be.” “ Don’t go on so, Sally— I won’ t forget “ Then give me a lump sum now, nnd ldm. I promised long ago that I would have done with me. I’ ll go abroad—I’ ll never forget Reuben Culwick, didn’ t I? take another name— I ’ll, do anything.” I’ ll keep my word. As soon as ever l “ I have money of my own. I must am strong enough the will we talked arrange with you, and spare that poor about shall be prepared.” old woman. Ah, Tom!” she said, sadly, Sarah passed from the room, and stood “ let her think the best of you till the last. reflecting on the sheep’s-skin mat out­ I act for grandmother in my own name, side the door. A woman passing in the nnd for everything. So it is in my power distance attracted her attention, nnd to help you a little, but you must not be seemed to shape her motives, for she too extortionate. I hold the money— beckoned to her cautiously, and even went grnndmother holds the money— in trust a few steps toward her. for others.” “ You should riot have left your mistress “ You don’t mean------ ” whilst I was away,” Sarah said reproach­ “ Never mind what I mean,” said fully; “ she is too old to be left. Watch Sarah; “ all my meanings belong to the this room till I return, and see that no future, when I may be no richer than I one disturbs my grandmother by passing am— when I shall have nothing to do noisily along the corridor.” .with this house.” Sarah left Miss Hartley to marvel n “ But grandmother------ ” little at the instructions which she had “ Leaves all to me— trusts to my judg­ received, and went thoughtfully down­ ment in everything. By making me your stairs, pausing now nnd then to consider enemy, Tom, you make yourself a beg­ the new position of a (Tail's. She passed gar.” into the garden. She was hot and fever­ She could not impress this fact too ish, and the night was close. In the cool strongly upon a gentleman of Mr. Thom­ fresh air she might be able to shape out as East bell's turn of mind, and he sat a better, clearer course, if the current of with his hands clutching his knees, per­ events should turn against -her nnd her plexed at last by the problem which she project for Tom’s departure from Sedge had set him to solve. He did not know Hill. She had grown very much afraid that she had risen till her hand fell Ught- of him, of late days; she had lost every ly on his shoulder nnd then he started, as atom of confidence; nnd the man whom at the touch of a police officer. he had brought into the house had been “ Make up your mind to go- awny, and a well-known character in Potter’s Court, go away soon— before grandmother has for whom the poliee had made inquiries time to guess what you are, and what during her short stay there. your life has been. To-morrow— the next She had left the house some hundred day at the farthest.” yards when footsteps on the gravel path “ It’s hard. It’s beastly unfair,” he arrested her attention, and checked her muttered ns Sarah left him with another further progress. They were coining wuruing of the evils of delay. He retiect- slowly toward her— and she shrank nt ed on the matter after she had gone; once into the shndow of the trees, with if Sarah were perplexed what to do, the instinct to be unperceived and watch­ equally was he perp’exed now as to the ful. Trouble had come thickly in her right course to pursue. A false step might w ay, and she must fight against it ns best ruin every chance that he had. lie had she might. come for money, but he did not know There were two persons advancing in what to ask, or how much money was her direction— who could they be, at that at his sister’s disposal. hour of the night, but Thomas Eastbell Captain Peterson came back into the and Peterson, plotting together against room, ami sltut and fastened the bay- the peace of Sedge Hill? They were soon window carefully after him, as though he close upon her; they could have heard were nervous about thieves. Having se­ her loud breathing had they listened; but cured the bolts to his satisfaction, he tid- they were deep in conversation, nnd un­ vanced softly toward his friend. mindful of a watcher. The path was “ How have you got on with her, Tom ?” broad and white, nnd their figures were he asked in a low tone, ns he droppnl easily distinguishable, striking nt Sarah into his old*place by the mantelpiece. Eastbell’s heart with a new surprise and “ She remembers you nt No. 2 Potter’s an awful sense of treachery. They were Court, old fellow. She can swear to you those of Captain Peterson and Mary in any court of justice in the world.” Holland!— the former talking in a low “ It’s awkward,” said Captain Peter­ nnd energetic manner; the other listening son thoughtfully. “ What did you tell with her gaze directed to the ground, nnd me that this girl was weak and nervous with her hands clasped on the bosom of for, nnd that she and her grandmother her dress. There was a light gauze scarf were only living together? Didn’ t Mary on Mary Holland's head, and iJ\o ends Holland count for anything?” fluttered In the night breeze ns sne pass­ “ 1 thought that you would be glad to ed by. There was not a word which see her again,” said his companion with Sarah could catch at—it was a new phase a short laugh. of mystery for which she was not pre­ “ I am not afraid of her.” said the oth­ pared, which seemed to pi nee her very er, "but I don’t make out your sister ex­ much alone in the world after the dis­ actly. She’s dangerous. She would not covery. stand nlee about blowing up the whole When they were in advance of her, thing, I can see. How long docs she give Sarah stole from her hiding place and you to dear out?” proceeded in their direction, keeping to “ Till to morrow night—or the day a f­ the shadow of the trees. She pause«! ter that.” before entering upon the broad and open “ What we make up our minds to do. space of ground in front of the house Torn, must be done quickly,” he said. where they were standing, and when* “ You had better leave all this in my Captain Peterson was still debating with hands. If you don’t lenve it to me— I the silent woman still looking on the shall cut the whole business to-morrow.” ground. She watched them separate Tom Eastbell left the whole manage­ without a glance toward each other, the ment of his affairs to Captain Peterson man entering the picture gallery through forthwith. the bay-wiudow, and Mary Holland pro­ ceeding to the French window of »he CH A PT E R XVII. drawing room. Sarah Eastbell spent the next hour Sarah followed her. still clinging to the with her grandmother, who had been led shadow. She reached the drawing room to her room during the conference in to find the blinds drawn before the win­ the great picture gallery. The old lady dows, and the windows closed. As she had left word that she wished to see paused to consider her next step, the Sarah directly that she was disengaged, shndow of Mary Holland was thrown up­ and our heroine had proceeded upstairs on the blind— * strange appealing phan­ upon receiving the message, snd found tom. with its hands upraised as if in sup­ Mr*. Eastbell In bed. lying there rigid plication. and sallow, as in the old almshouse days. Sarah's hand shook the window frame. JTha maid la attendance upon Mr*. East Ther* was another pause, and then the ►++ I blind was snatched hastily aside, nnd Mary’ s face was pressed against the in­ ner side of the glass. “ Who’s there?” “ Let me in. It is I— Sarah,” replied our heroine. Mary Holland unfastened the window and admitted her. Both women looked keenly at each other— and both were very pale. Mary Holland walked slowly from the | window, which she had unlocked to admit | Sarah Eastbell, and sat down in the arm­ chair by the fire. There was a painful si­ lence, each young woman waiting for the other to speak, and each on guard. Dolly Vsrden’s Firot Party. It was Mary Holland who began at Her mother called her “ Doll;” her last. . grandpa d i e d her "D olly Varden;” “ I had no idea that you were in the and' »he was a little girl 4 year» old. garden, Sarah,” she said slowly; “ were One day her father brought her a i you not afraid of catching cold, at this , letter from the postofflefc It was »mall i late hour of the night?” “ Weren't you?” was the quick re­ and pink, and looked good enough to eat. Dolly Varden could not read, so joinder. “ I wanted fresh air,” said Mary, her father read It for her. It said: speaking slowly; “ I had been in attend­ “ Miss Jenny Barry requests the ance upon your grandmother all day, and pleasure o f Miss Dolly Varden's com­ she has been more than ordinarily exact­ pany next Wednesday afternoon from ing. But you have been traveling, end 3 till 5 o’ clock." were fatigued.” Jenny Barry was another little girl, “ I was fatigued.” said Sarah Enstbell, “ until I reached this house and fouud it a very dear friend of Dolly 1 arden a. full of change— and you changed with who lived Just a little way round the all the rest.” corner. “ I huve not changed in any one de­ When Dolly Varden heard what was gree,” said Mary Holland, clasping her hands suddenly together; “ I am the same In the letter »he was so pleased that she danced round the house all day, woman that I have ever been.” “ My friend— and hers?” said Sarah singing: meaningly. •Th going to a party—a really, truly “ Yes,” answered Mary, and she met party— to Jenny Barry's party— yes, 1 again the steady gaze of her inquirer. It am !" was a pale, pensive face, with a dear Wednesday came at last, and as soon outlook from the full gray eyes, and one could scarcely doubt the truth upon it as dinner was over Dolly Varden begged to be dressed at once, for fear even then. “ But------ v began Sarah, hesitatingly, she would be Tate at the party. when the other interrupted her. So mamma brushed the nice long “ But I am a young woman with more curls over her fingers, put on the little secrets than one upon my mind, ami they red shoes and a white dress with a h ave' come more closely to me of late days. And now I am more helpless than little red sash, and said: "You may go now, if you do not like I thought I was,” she said. Sarah Eastbell drew a chair toward to wait.” her. and sat down by the side of Mary But Dolly Varden went Into the par­ Holland. lor and sat down In a big arm chair “ Mary,” she said tetchily, “ I hate peo­ near the window. She did not want ple with secrets, nnd there is enough mys­ to be the first one there, and so she tery about this life without your adding to it. Will you trust me, or will you waited, thinking some other little girls would com e along soon, and she could not?” “ My child, I am five or six years older go with them. than you. Why, I have scarcely learned But no little girls came that way, to trust myself yet! When I have ‘full and so she watched and waited and confidence in Mary Holland, I may put i grew very tired, for you see she had to faith— implicit faith—in Sarah Eastbell,” she said, in those old crisp tones of voice sit very still so as not to muss the that had given character to her before white dress. After a long time mamma came Into this; “ but loving and respecting her genu­ ine nature as I do, still I must keep my the parlor. “ Why, Doll,” she said, troubles to myself.” "what are you waiting for? You must “ You have nothing to tell me, then?” hurry, now; It Is half past 3.” “ Not yet. Only this,” said Mary, look­ "There haven’t any little girls gone ing up aguin; "I will ask for the old confi­ yet, mamma, and I don’t want to get dence, which appears to be sinking away without any power of mine to stop it. there the first one." Pretty soon mamma came In again, These are strange times, and I mint be strange with them. Bear with me, Sarah and said, "Come, Doll, if you are going at all you must start now. It Is 4 Eastbell.” “ I am alone in this house, jvhere there o’clock.” are many enemies now,” said Sarah; But Doll said, “ Oh, I’ m afraid If I “ why should I trust you any longer? You go now I’ll be the last one there, and know what my brother is— you can guess what his companion is likely to be. And I'd hate to be.” So Dolly Varden still sat In the big yet you and that man were whispering together in the garden for half an hour arm chair and watched; and no little to-night. You two are soon friends. Has girls went by, because they had all Captain Peterson fallen in love with gone round another corner long before, you?” and she grew very unhappy Indeed. “ On the contrary, I thnk Captan Pe­ She wanted to go to the party, but terson detests me very cordially.” “ You know that he is a villain ihenl she was afraid to, and the more she — that two years ago he was in league thought of It the worse she fe lt And with coiners—-that I knew him by sight there was the party Just round the in Potter’s Court— that his presence here corner! means danger to honest people?” Pretty soon the big tears began to roll “ Honest people can surely take care down over the pink cheeks, and after a of themselves against such petty knavery little the nice long curls were al* In a as his, and his friend’s,” said Mary, al­ most contemptuously; “ I have warned him that we are on our guard in this TO AVOID TYPHOID house.” “ Will they defy me and remain?” was L e m o n J u i c e S a i d t o P r e v e n t I n f e c t i o n the rejoinder. E n t e r in g th e B lo o d . “ For a while, perhaps— until they are It has become a settled fact that weary of a life that is unsuited to them, typhoid is a water-borne disease. or until your grandmother knows the truth of your brother’s rascality, with Many people have neither the facilities which she should have been acquainted nor the Inclination to purify their drinking water— hence trouble. In long since.” “ I could not see this day. I wanted to England a school o f tropical medicine keep her heart light to the last,” mur­ has beeu experimenting a long time to mured Sarah; “ and now my falsehood discover a means o f protecting the turns upon myself, and puts that poor health o f troops on the march against weak life in danger too. For they would the impurities of the stagnant water lx* glad of her death,” she said in an ex­ o f the tropics. They have at last pro­ cited whisper. “ I read it in their faces. I cannot trust them—or you. I am alone duced a tablet of citric acid which best answers the purpose. now— awfully alone!” I.emon Juice Is one form of citric (To be continued,) add, and if not too greatly diluted will Story on “ U n cle «Joe ” Cannon. so Injure typhoid bacteria as to make A young Washingtonian walked Into them practically harmless. one o f the principal banks the other The typhoid germ has filaments at day and informed the teller that he either end something like the fins of a desired to borrow $250. He tendered fish, by which it propels Itself. The his promissory note, indorsed by Rep­ effect of lemon Juice or any other citric resentative Cannon o f Illinois, chair­ acid Is to shrivel up those filaments, man o f the (*01011111160 on appropria­ which prevents the germ from pene­ tions. trating the tissues or entering the “ Very sorry, sir,” said the teller, blood. com ing back to the window after hav­ While Dr. Jaques. a well-known ing disappeared for a moment, with Chicago physician, advocates the lib­ the note in his hand, "but w e can’t let eral use o f lemon juice as a preventive you have this.” o f typhoid for those who lack facilities “ W hy,” asked the applicant, “ isn’ t for boiling impure water, he further that indorsement good? It’s ‘ Uncle says that neither citric acid nor lemon Joe’ Cannon, chairman o f the commit­ Juice has any curative properties after tee on appropriations, you know.” typhoid fever has developed. “ Yes, I know that; the trouble i9 "Typhoid fever," he says, “is caused that It is too good. But® we don’t by the germs penetrating the tissue and know you so well. Suppose you should entering the blood. They do not remain fail to pay this note. W e would hard­ in the Intestines, as was formerly sup­ ly like to ask Mr. Cannon to pay It. j posed. Once the tissues have been pen­ W e ^have to go before the committee etrated and the blood becomes Infected on appropriations tw o or three times! the germs are beyond the reach of each year to request favorable action I citric acid. They are affected by It on certain legislation. W e would hard­ only when they are fully exposed. ly want to call upon him to pay this Even then they will not be destroyed, note if you should fail to do so.” but simply deprived o f their power to “ Oh, that’ s It. is It.” «replied the penetrate the tissue and Infect the young man. “ But suppose I tell Rep­ blood.” resentative Cannon that you have re­ The discovery o f the European bac­ teriologists In this respect Is not alto- fused to accept his indorsement?" The sura o f $250 was instantly forth­ getber new, according to the same au­ thority, as many a tempts were made com ing.—8t. Louis Republic. during the Civil. W ar to Induce the A s S u g g e ste d . Northern troops in the South to use Biggs—It strikes me that the fool- lemon Juice freely In drinking water killer Is neglecting his business. as a preventive o f typhoid, and many Diggs—He’s kept pretty busy, I sup­ o f the oldest practitioners have pre pose. but you might send him your ad­ scribed lemon Juice for years for the dress. same purpose. “ A word to the wise.” etc. Self-laudation abounds among the unpolished; but nothing can stamp a W ireless Tahle-legrsghy. man more sharply aa Ill-bred.—Bux­ Th# father of a large and expensive ton. family had brought a guest boms to *** * ++ 1 1 »♦■»»■» Little Stories and :: Incidents that Will Interest and Enter­ tain Young Readers ;; < • + I t I'l ' I I I H * + • > * + * + little heap on the arm o f the big chair. „ , . __1 Then, all o f a sudden, the front door opened, and a little girl came in. She looked round and saw Dolly Varden all dressed up. crying In the big arm chair. The little girl ran over to her, and put her arms about her, and said, “ Why. Dolly Varden! Why couldn’ t you come to my party?” Then Dolly Varden sobbed while ahe «aid, “ I— I could. But 1 didn’t want to be the first one there, and then I I was afraid I'd be the— the Ust one, and—and so I didn't come at all! Oh-h-h-b!" Then Jenny took her arms away from round Dolly Varden, and folded them, and stood up straight and said, “ Well, you are a baby, and I'll never Invite you to another party as long as 1 live!" and she went home. She kept her word, for she never had another party. But Dolly \ arden was invited to many others, and she always went early, for she had decided that It was better to be the first one than the last one, and better to be the last one than not to go at all!— Youth’s Companion. T h e I c ic le s . Six little friends were clinging with all the strength they had to the edge o f your roof the other day. Why did you not rescue them? They were shedding bitter tears that dropped to the earth, making little ice patches where they fell on the cold stone sidewalk. Even the larger ones cried In sympathy for their smaller friends, who would soon be gone. How they all wished that help would come from the north and destroy the power o f the sun! For these dying things were Icicles, dears, melting in the heat of that mas­ terful light. Stooping to Conqner. Over th. stile How can she crawl— Cakes In her apron, And she so small? Up on the stile. Fearing to fall, Down comes the lassie, Th. cakes and all. Under the stile, That is the way! Stooping to conquer, She wins the day! W h y T h e y W o n t a C n r l. Do you wish to know why sister's friends ask you for a curl? why Uncle Will tosses you up to the celling? why all the grown-up people talk with you and ask you questions? If you really want to know, dears, lean right close and you will hear that it Is because they love you so and care so much for your good opinion. It Is well for you to know how much you are loved. You will wish to be loving to others al­ ways, will you not? dinner. He helped the guest liberall to everything that was on the tabl< but, before serving the members of th family, he glanced at his wife, wh made a slight and almost imperceptibl signal to him, In accordance with som preconcerted code, and it worked 1 practice as herein set forth. “ Caroline,” he said to his eldei daughter, "shall I help you to som more of the chicken— n. m. k?” “ Just a little please, papa.” “ Some of the mashed potato—a ! w.?” “ I f you please.” “ With gravy—n. m. k.?” “ No thanks. No gravy." “ Johnny, will you have some mor stewed tomatoes— n. m. k.?" “ No, thanks.” “ Some of the mashed turnips—a 3 w.?” “ If you please.” Though the host had repeated the« letters hurriedly and in a lower ton* they had not escaped the attention c the guest. “ Pardon me, Mr. Trogson,” he wait hut you have excited uiy curiosity May 1 ask what ’a. y. w.’ and ‘n. in. k mean?" Huh, spoke up, Johnny, “ I thougli everybody knew that. Those letter mean ’all you want’ and ’no more i the kitchen.’ ” Living Easy. No one can do justice to the soil scenery o f Fiji, unless he has S both the natural beauties and the g< en harvests. The climate is equal not oppressively hot in summer 1 delightful in winter, It Is both heal and pleasant, and the sky is alw bright and the air remarkably pi Never was there such a lazy, ha; climate as this. From the slow sail clouds to the easy swing o f the pa Nature moves languidly. There is need for hurry. Food may be had for the plokl and clothes are unnecessary. Vegi tlon runs riot in the rich soil and s shine. Fringed cocoanut sprays n nut clusters at their base, broad nana leaves sheltering great bunc of frnlt; tangles of peaceful ferns penetrably thick, clumps o f m,r bamboo, lance-leaved mango ti heavy with purple and gold del loir ness—these and a thousand more light the epicure and charm the art — Four-Track News. A politician seldom dropT until the public drops him. F IB R O ID T U M O R S CURED. M rs. l i a r s ’ F ir s t L etter lug to : rs . P In k h u m for^l*eip “ D r a b M rs .P i * * h a « « : _ I have U* under Boston doctors’ treatment for long time w ithout any relief. The tell me I have a fibroid tumor. I cai not sit dqwn without great pain, an the soreness extends up my spine have bearing-down pains both bac and front. My abdomen is awolle; and I have had flowing spells for thref years. My appetite is not good. I ca2 not walk or be on my feet for an« length of time. " T h e symptoms of Fibroid T u m i ¡ven in your little book accurato]] my so i I write to YOU ffl j e escribe sen oe u i ; ' case,