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a rr “ t •¿ j 88 CHRISTMAS AT WASHINGTON. succeed but with one; but,” dashing his hand dow’u on the table till every glass rang, “ if you come between me and June President and Foreign Ministers Observe Rivers, I will never take your hand again the Day With Festivities. as long as I have breath in my body.” W ashington, Dec. 26.— Snow, which Dallas, whose thoughts go with fifty Crew of Wrecked Steamer Sucked times the rapidity of his cousin’s, has began fa llin g late last night, ga ve time during this orutiou to reflect and W ash ington a genuine Christm as ap Each Other's Blood. pearance. Public and p riva te busi decide. “ M y dear old chnp,” he said, looking ness was p ractically en tirely suspend across into Tom ’s disturbed and angry ed. In terest centered in the happen FIGHT TO THE DEATH FOR AN APPLE face and feeling horribly ashnmed of his ings at the. W h ite House. E arly in the ow’ ii duplicity, “ what are you driving at?” m orning the President, and all the m embers o f his fam ily repaired to the Death Released One Victim — Salt Water Tom paused. “ I don’t like to think,” ho said, with a library, w here presents w ere exchang Drove Another Crazy — Survivors packages straight, stern look at his cousin, ’’that ed and many boxes and Rescued by a Steamer. which had com e from out o f town you have not the same instincts o f honor and gentlemanlike feeling that almost ev opened. T h e re w ere a la rge number ery man has. I never doubted you be o f callers, and many g ifts in the shape V ictoria. B. C „ Dec. 29.— Austra re lian papers received by the steam er fore; but when I hear of you sitting hand o f handsome floral pieces w ere iu haiMj with the girl whom you know I ceived. 8oon a fte r breakfast, th e President. M oaaa tell o f the terrib le privation s love-----” Tneodore. Jr., and Lieutenant Fergu o f the s u rvivo r» o f the w recked steam “ W ho said it?” “ No matter,” answered Tom, to whom son. o f the Rough Riders, who is a e r Elingam ite. lost on the T h ree the thought suddenly occurred that he W h ite House guest, took a long horse K ings, a trio o f tow erin g heights o ff must not allow Agnes to suffer for her back ride, returning in tim e to Join the northern extrem ity o f N e w Zea the rest o f the fam ily at luncheon land. T h e blood o f the unfortunates fidelity to his interests. w ere sucked w h ile th ey slept, the Dallas felt the time had come to take w ith Com m ander and Mrs. Cowles. A t the homes o f the Cabinet officers stewardess. Miss McGuirk being so the bull by the horns. ' “ I thought,” he remarked, “ that the the day was qu ietly observed, w h ile weakened that she died. On a ra ft 16 people le ft the vessel last time w e talked about Miss Rivers you am ong the Embassies and Legation s and w ere four days with nothing but expressed a wish that I should endeavor elaborate preparations had been made tw o apples and no water. One apple to conquer her evident dislike to me; and fo r celebrating. Official dinner par was divided the first day, end the now you want to go down my throat for ties w ere given by the B ritish and Russian Am bassadors. The A rg en second th ey Indulged In a desperate having tried to make friends with her. fli;ht fo r possession o f the oth er apple. I think I can guess who your informant tine M inister and w ife g a ve a chil dren’s party at the Legation , w hile T h ree deaths occurred fro-n exhaus is, and, perhaps, in the innocence of your the M inister o f Peru and his w ife en tion on the second day, th e bodies heart, you do not see through her last tertained a number o f Peru vian stu being le ft until putrlfaction set in be move in the game. It is plain enough that dents in the various schools and col fore the Burvivors pushed them Into Miss Agnes is in love with you, and would leges o f the United States. th e sea. S evera l started to drink salt do anything in the world to set you T h e Presiden t and Mrs. R oosevelt water, and, .maddened by this, fou r agninst her cousin.” entertained a number o f friends at jum ped overboard. Tom was exceedingly troubled. W ere dinner. T h e table was set In the n ew On the third n igh t a steam er was not both Dal’ s remarks perfectly true? ly furnished state dining-room. T h e sighted, and th e shipw recked people W as he, then, only a blundering fool, guests included Senator and Mrs. shou t'd. T h e vessel low ered a boat, ready to be the prey of any one who Lodge, John Lodge, Captain and Mrs. but it did not find the ra ft in the dark chose to play on his feelings? l i e felt Cowles. John E lliott, o f N ew Y o rk ; ness, and the steam er proceeded, leav ruther ashamed of himself. Mrs. Charles H. Davis. Miss Davis, in g the unfortunates to th eir fate. “ Perhaps I am wrong,” he said, awk the Messrs. D avis and R ob ert Fergu It was that n igh t that the blood-let wardly. “ I f so, I beg your pardon. But,” son. tin g com menced. A fte r the stew after a moment’s pause, “ I know—of A t the M exican Em bassy the feast ardess, w eakened from loss o f blood, course I cannot help seeing—how much day was celebrated by a supper to had died In the arm s o f th e second more there is in you than in me to attract night. steward, he began to ra ve and a fe w a woman.” . minutes later low ered h ’m self from “ Pshaw !” cried Dallas, angrily, thrust- j the la ft, singing a hymn as he went. THE DAY IN ENQLAND. ing his chair back and rising, “ don’ t talk | Fin ally, fou r days a fte r th ey le ft such rot! Take my word for it, Tom, I the wreck, H. M. S. enguin found the there is nothiug hinders a man, especially j King Edward Plrfvg Lord Bountiful and d riftin g ra ft and saved the fe w re The London Poor Have a Feast. with women, like having a poor opinion m aining survivors. of himself. The world always takes you London, Dec. 26.— K in g Edward and at your own vuluation when it’s a low Queen A lexan dra spent the day at AT LEAST TEN DEAD. one.” Sandringham, this bein g the first Tom rose, too, and went toward his Christinas th eir m ajesties have spent List of Victims of Trinidad Train Wreck cousin. at th eir fa v o rite residence since their Growing Larger. “ I f I was unjust,” he »aid, in his own accession. T h e royal fam ily, includ frank, manly way, thereby causing a ing the P rin ce o f W ales. Princess V ic Trinidad, Col., Dec. 29.— D evelop pang o f remorse to shoot through Dallas’ i toria, the Duchess o f F ife and Prin ce ments indicate that the w reck on the breast, “ I beg your pardon. But I should and Princess Charles o f Denmark, at Colorado & Southern R ailroad Just like you to give me your hand on it that tended an ea rly service at Sandring outside o f this c ity last night, which you will not try to come between me and ham church, which was beautifully was caused by a collision b etw een a my little girl.” decorated. T h e K in g afterw ard s per m erchandise freig h t train and a h ea vi So Dallas gave his hand and swore to sonally directed the annual distribu ly-loaded coal train, was the m ost dis himself to be faithful to the bond of which tion o f the b ee f and gam e to the em astrous In the h istory o f the road this was the seal. Then he went out into ! ployes and tenants on the Sandring w h ere fre ig h t trains alone w ere con tl^e garden alone, and, stepping into the ham estate. cerned. It Is known ton igh t that at boat, pushed off from the shore, and lay London and the south o f England least 10 men w ere killed, and rum or on his back, looking up into the moonlit gen era lly enjoyed an unusually cold has it that several m ore bodies w ill heaven and thinking with a bitter pang day. Tn spite o f the low tem perature, he unearthed b efore the w reck a ge Is of this time last night. there was the iipual gath ering in Bat cleared away. It was the first time in his life that he tersea Park, where 20 men who take T w o unidentified bodies are exposed had loved with true, genuine affection, th eir open-air early m orning dip all to view but have not yet been rem ov nnd it was also the first time that he had the year round had th e ir Christmas ed from the w reckage. It is feared that several m in er", felt absolutely without hop*». There was r.wlm in the lake. S ilv e r medals were only one thing for it—to get out o f the presented to several am ong the bath who w ere supposed to be rid in g on way o f temptation n» soon as possible. ers who had not missed a single day the coal train and w ere on the w ay H e had given his word to Tom, and, so during the previous year. T h e pre to Trin idad to spend Christmas, are v ailin g distress am ong the unem ploy under the debris. In form ation re ce iv help him, God, he menut to keep it. The next morning June was sadly pre ed brought forth an unusual number ed by friends o f differen t people resid o f charitable dinners in all sections in g In this c ity was to the effec t that occupied during her studies; she could think of nothing but Dallas and what pre o f London, especially in the East End. th ey would be In Trin idad today and A severe gale swept th e north coast and it Is learned that men w e re reen text he could make to see her to-day. When she returned home at midday, Mrs. o f G reat B ritain and caused consider boarding the coal train at H astings. able dam age to shipping and w ater Ludlow, W alsen b u rg and A g u lta r as R ivers said: fro n t property on the C lyde and the it pulled through. A s th ey paid no “ Tom has been here.’* fare there Is no record o f how m any June turned to the window to conceal < Tyn e. there w ere otj th e train, I f any. her face. H er heart beat wildly. She I SENDS A CHECK INSTEAD. W re ck in g crew s have worked d ili waited almost in terror for the next gen tly all day clea rin g the tracks and words. Had he come to complain nnd I protest to her mother? But Mrs. Rivers’ | President Too Busy to Play Santa Claus succeeded In rem o vin g the w recka ge o f the engines. T h e fre ig h t cars are at Oyster Bay. tone was perfectly calm and unsuspect piled In a great heap on the righ t o f ing. N e w York , Dec. 26.— F o r the second way, and It w ill require all day tomor- “ H e had just been to see his cousin off tim e in 15 years, says a Press dis i o w to get things In shape fo r running by the train.” patch from O yster Bay, President trains o v e r the road at this point. In A suddeh dizziness caused June’s brain R oosevelt did not act as K ris K rin gle the m eantim e all Colorado & South to reel, a deathly faintness to creep in person at the C ove school, where ern trains are running o v e r the tracks through her heart; she had to hold the his children w ere taught prior to his o f the D enver & R io Grande. chair tightly against which she was lean elevation to the head o f the Nation. ing. Last year the P resid en t could not HANGED BY A MOB. Dallas gone, and without a word, a line spare the tim e to com e here, and this to her! There had been a quarrel doubt year events have been pressing too less between the two men, which had end fast about him to adm it o f his coming. Negro Kills an Officer, and Is Hung to a ed in Dallas leaving the Hall. But sure Telephone Pole. Som e days ago Mr. R oosevelt sent ly he might have communicated with her a little slip o f paper b earin g his au Pittsburg. Kans.. Dec. 27.— M on t by some means. And Tom had told her tograph, which enabled the principal gom ery Godley. a N egro, was taken mother nothing; that was evident. to deal m ore lib erally w ith her charg trom the Jail today and lynched by a When June could command her fnce es than she had been able to do be mob,, because e arly this m orning he and voice, she turned away from the fore. T h e sleds, gam es and dolls shot and killed M ilton H ln kley, a po window. w ere m ore costly than usual and the liceman, w h ile the officer v a , try in g T h ere to protect h im self from a crow d “ W as it not rather sudden, Mr. Broke candies In greater quantity. of w ere tw o tree Instead o f one. and unruly Negroes. leaving?” she asked. T h e N e g ro Jerked “ I think It was. Tom said he had a let Miss Provost, the principal, read a the officers pistol from Its scabbard ter this morning calling him back to Lon le tte r from Presiden t R oosevelt te ll j end shot the officer w ith it from be- ing the boys and girls how sorry he j hind. T w o hours later a mob gath don.” “ And how was Tom?” June asked, try was that he qould not be with them. ered and took the N e g ro fro m the c ity A telegram was sent to the P res i jail, w here he had been taken a fte r ing to speak indifferently. dent te llin g him how much the chil he was caught, and hauged him to a “ H e seemed in capital spirits.” dren appreciated his g ifts and wish telephone pole. (T o be continued.) As he was chokin g in g him many m ore years in his pres to death one o f th e m em bers o f the ent position. D e a th fro m Corns. mob ru t his throat and ended his suffering. A ll th at troubled M ary M urray, o f Death ot Col. Lockwood. Brooklyn, a fte r 72 years o f life, was Kaiser Has a Good Time. that her oorna hurt her so much that N ew York , Dec. 27.— Colonel H enry ahe couldn’ t get around as brisk and Clay Lockw ood Is dead, in B ellevue ( Berlin, Dec. 29.— E m peror W illia m liv e ly ns a girl o f her age ought to. She Hospital, o f a short Illness. H e was spent Christm as In his usual way. determ ined to take heroic measures, 63 years old. Colonel Lockw ood was H is M ajest took a walk In the a fte r and, borrow in g a razor, she sliced off educated fo r the bar, and enlisted in noon In the Sang Soucl P ark and dis the annoying protuberances. One o f 1862 In th e Union A rm y. H e was bre tributed bright gold pieces fresh from at the her toea bled slightly, and ahe applied veted M ajor for ga llan try the m int am ong the gardeners and am m onia to It. T h ree days later she storm ing o f F o rt Fisher. H e was the author o f “ T h e A b o li watchmen. died. Blood poisoning th e doctors said. tion o f the Presid en cy,” In which he A fte r dinner at 4 o ’ clock the Christ advocated a plural executive, to be T h e C o lo n e l D is a p p ro v e d , mas trees w ere ligh ted In the Shell the E xecu tive Council, “ W o n ’ t you join us?” said the young known as which should be chosen In Joint ses hall o f the new palace. A ll the child man. sion by the tw o houses o f Congress, ren o f the Im perial fam ily w ere pres “ W h at are you goin g to do?” Inquir and several other works. ent and each had hts o r her own tree, ed Col. S tillw ell. o f a size proportionate to the child. “ T o make up a skating party.” Frost Stopped a Warm Heart. “ No. suh,” was the em phatic reply. \ Duluth. Minn.. 26.— G eorge P lydell. Pope Leo Takes a Hand. “ I w ill not Join any skating party. I f aged 55. with his arm s fu ll o f Christ-1 London. Dec. 29.— T h e Rom e corres r e la -! pondent o f th e D aily M ail telegraphs there Is anything upon which I pride mas presents for frien d s and m yself. It Is my ability, suh, to Indulge tlves, fe ll from exhautlon w h e tf'w ith as an outcom e o f the n egotiation s with in five fe e t o f his home, and fro ze to the Saxon Court, the pope has sent a w ith ou t excess, suh.” death last night. P ly d e ll lived all p rela te to G eneva to inquire Into the — alone in a little house near the h a r-1 circum stances o f the fligh t o f the T h e fe llo w who Is alw ays straining to bor front, w here he conducted a con i Crow n P rin cess o f Saxony, with a be great, wears h im self sm aller a*iU fec tio n ery and cigar store. I v ie w to arran gin g a separation. «m ailer. OCEAN’S PERILS Set C H A P T E R V II. The cricket match had taken place. T om ’s eleven, thanks to Dallas, had won a glorious victory. The guests were gone from the Hall. It was a lovely afternoon, with a soft west wind. N ever had June looked to such advan- f tage as she did that evening at dinner. There was a lovely color in her cheeks, a new light in her eyes; her voice had a joyous ring; she seemed to be an incarna tion of pleasure and happiness. “ Would not you young people like to go into the garden?’’ said Mrs. Ellesmere the moment dinner was over, and they obeyed her suggestion with alacrity. “ L e t us get into the boat,’’ whispered Dallas; and June gave a radiant assent. T w iligh t was creeping on, all nature was hushed; they might have been the only tw o living creatures on earth. And, for the time being, they would have been con tent to have the world to themselves. T o night June knew the difference that the society of-another human being can make to all life, to all nature—knew how it can fill every moment with a strange, heaven ly rapture, marred only by remembering how- fleeting is the joy. Neither seemed disposed to talk 'much; both were possessed by a sense of liuppi- ness. The moon came out and lit up the flowers on the bank, turning them to many colored jewels. “ H ow I wish this could last forever!” murmured Dallas, at last, bending a lit tle toward June. She smiled and sighed. The smile was for content, the sigh for regret. Suddenly an uneasy scruple came over Dallas. W as he not acting a traitor’s part to T o m -T o m , who would never have been disloyal to any human being? Ought he not, instead o f making love to this fair girl on his own account, to be pleading his cousin’s cause? It was extremely rejmg- nant to him, but the better side of his na ture was awake to-night. And any thought of marrying June himself was out o f the question. Some day he would be a baronet, with a fair income; not, how ever, in all probability, before he was getting gray and well on in years; he had several brothers and sisters, he had debts. ’A penniless w ife for him, therefore, was a luxury not even to be contemplated in the remotest manner. Tom—lucky chap! — had no factor to consult save his own w ill—and the lady’s. “ You were not serious the other day,” Dallas asked June, “ when you said that you did not mean to marry Tom ?” For a moment all June’ s sense o f hap piness vanished; a cold pang swept over her. She had forgotten that Tom existed. “ Do not let us talk of him!” she said, with a little gesture that conveyed dis gust more expressively than she was aware of. “ Not much chance,” thought Dallas, “ for a man to whom a woman feels like that.” H e was almost ashamed of him self for the satisfaction which her action gave him. “ H ow you snubbed me that first night at dinner!” he said, w ith a half smile, after a pause. “ I never felt so small. You turned your back on me all dinner time, and, though I was watching my opportunity like a cat to speak to you, you never gave it me until, by a lucky ac cident, you dropped your fan under the table. ” June smiled pensively. How- well she remembers that evening! how she likes to think that he noticed her behavior! “ W hy were you so unkind?” “ I wanted not to like you,” she an swers, simply. “ I made up my mind that I would not.” “ But you have changed it now, have you not?” looking into the depths o f her ] «yes. “ Yes,” she says. W h y should she lie to him? A h ! she has indeed changed, if there ever was a time when she did not like him. But was there ever such a time? a “ I,” he itay*, tenlerly, “ hare never ! changed from the first moment that I saw you. I can’t tell you how much hurt I was that you would not be friends with me. The only time I ever thought you fe lt a little bit kind to me was that even ing o f the dance. Do you remember?” f)oes June remember? Ay, most truly does she. ‘ Ske bends her head in answer. “ I was dying to ask you again, but I •d not. I thought it was best not.” Best for you and best for me,’ ” ites June, smiling. »nly for me,” he answers. “ I was not conceited ass as to think it could ■*k<> any difference to you. And then I imagined that you belonged to Tom .” June makes an impatient movement through the water with her fingers. She jjfhnimt bear any allusion to Tom to-night. H “ H ow divinely you dance!*’ says D al las Then, with a sudden inspiration, J W h y should W* not jhave a wait, ht? M y sunt plays dance music larmingly.” “ Oh, yes!” echoes June, her eyes kind- ig with pleasure; “ let us ask her!” )allas takes up the sculls, and in two Minutes they age at the landing place. He jumps out, secures the boat, and gives her his hand. Slowly and silently, for very jo y’s sake, they move together up to the house. Mrs. Ellesmere is rousing herself from her slumbers. “ Auntie,” says Dallas, laying a caress ing arm round her shoulder, “ we want you to do something for us.” “ W h at is it, dear boy?” she asks, with a fond glance at his good-looking young face, consent already implied by her tone. “ W on’ t you come into the hall and play us one o f your delicious waltzes? W e are dying to have a turn.” “ O f course I will,” she answers, smil ing, and feeling extremely gratified at the course events are taking. A glance at June’s fnce nssures her that her irresist ible nephew has made one more conquest, one to which he is most heartily welcome. So, with the kindest grace in the world, she goes to the piano and plays unwear- iedly while these two reckless young peo ple, heart beating to heart, their souls drunk with the intoxication of their love and the rhythm of their movements, are weaving, with gossamer threads o f rap ture, the web of future pain. “ Let us go for a stroll under the trees,’’ said Dallas. June rose, and together they disappeared from the lynx eyes of some one who was watching th^m from the drawing room window. They sauntered in the grove where Tom loved to take June as being retired from prying eyes; but, ah! how different was it to-day! The seclusion which had irked her so with Tom, from which she had longed to escaj»e, seemed an enchantment whose only flaw* was that it must have an end. They were reaching for the tenth time the evergreen arch which divided them from the flower garden. Dallas stopped, and June stood still beside him. “ H ow shall I see you to-morrow?’’ he says, his eyes full of tenderness and a touch of regret iu his voice. “ Tom will be here, and then my short day will be over.” June meets his gaze for one moment, then her eyes droop, and a flickering color comes into her cheek. “ M y darling!” he murmurs, and his arm takes gentle possession o f her slight form, his handsome fnce bends dow’ n to hers, his lips touch hers, not w’ith the eager haste with which they have often times sought red lips before, but w’ ith a tenderness and reverence new to him, but most exceeding sweet. And June! H er heart gives one mighty throb; involuntarily her ej’es close; for one moment a trance seems to steal her soul. She makes a movement to disengage herself from his arms; he yields to it at once; and then, before they have time to recover themselves, each henrs a sound of harrying feet and then Tom ’s voice shouting: “ Dal! where are you?” The awakening is horrible. Tom here already? Both feel like culprits— Dallas perhaps even more than June. Dallas shouts in answer, and Tom ’s big form looms straightway in the opening. H e does not wear that cheery, genial smile which is the ordinary garb of his face; he is evidently ill pleased; his light- blue eyes express anything but satisfac tion. H e shakes both by the hand, and they try tQ look delighted, and feel secret ly awkward and a little bit afraid of this usually good-humored giant. H e is like a big Newfoundland—the children’ s slave and plaything— who shows temper for the first time. t “ I managed to catch the earlier train,” he says, standing tapping his boot with his stick. “ I thought there was a chance, and told the dog cart to meet me.” Then they ply him with questions about his journey and the Show, and he An swers them, but he is not the Tom tney are used to. Something is wrong with him. When they all go into the house together and June finds Agnes drinking tea w’ ith Mrs. Ellesmere she has a terribly shrewd suspicion who it is that has been making mischief and putting ideas into Tom ’s head. C H A P T E R V III. “ D al!” “ W ell, old chap?” Dallas tried to make his tone light and unsuspecting, but was conscious that the effort was somew’hat o f a failure. “ I heard something when I came back to-day that—that was not very pleasant hearing.” “ Oh,” thought Dallas, with andden in spiration, “ that confounded aanctimoni- ous cousin, I lay a thousand!” “ I am told,” and Tom ’s voice betrayed evident nervonanesa. “ that Miss Rivers has been op here ever since I left.” “ She lunched here to-day.” “ Oh!” remarked Tom, shortly. “ Look here. Dal” —with immense emphasis— “ there must be a little plain speaking be tween ns. I think you know that I am not a jealous chap. I have never felt the least grudge against you on my mother’s account. I have never envied you your success with women— I never wanted to j 4