She looked up, her eyes full “Have you been out, Violet?" he asked, making a great effort to ap­ tears. I “You doubt me, Guy?” 8he said, pear unconcerned. I From People'« Home Jouraal. 1 I “Out? Oh, no!” she replied. mournfully. CHAPTER II- “I don’t want to doubt you, Vio. “Why do you ask?” BY EMMA GAB RISON JONES. “Nothing, only I saw you putting let—God knows I would sooner di* They had a cozy little cottage on away your dress; and you’ve got but it is strange, to say the least that you should have such a visitor !the outskirts of the town, all em- I baby out in all of her finery.” Violet blushed and averted her every evening, yet never mention it ibowered in eglantine, with great to your husband. But I believe shade trees, and a flowe’-garden in ( face. i “Oh, yes!” she said, catching up you can make it all clear and satis­ front; and the young schoolmaster must have regarded it as the sweet- the little mass of embroidery, “I’ve factory; do so, Violet, and let UP eBt, happiest spot on earth, judging been fixing the sleeves of her slip,, be happy again.” from the briskness of his step and you know, but come, lets go down ' Still she said nothing. AT THE “Violet, won’t you speak?" the brightness of his face, as he re­ and look after supper." She shook her head sadly. turned of evenings from his school He followed her down with a “No, Guy, I have nothing to say " I house. Violet was always at the weary step and a heavier heart than TVTnrlC gate to meet him, robed in some had ever lain in his bo»om be ore. He Btarted to his feet, white with pretty, fresh apparel, her curls But he determined to say nothing; excitement. looped buck with roses and her he would not question her, but “Nothing to say, Violet? Will It is first class in every raapact. The proprietor having been raised (blue eyes full of tenderness, ready wait and see for himself what it all you not tell me who that man is, in the business ** knowsjust knows just how to conduct it. Meat at retail and whole- , to lead him to the tidy, well ordered | n)eant. Violet bustled about, rnafc- and what he wanted?" •ale prices ' \ ou can buy >»y the quarter, less or more, and at pricer | parlor and waiting supper table 1 herself unusually pleasant; She shook her head slowly, re­ ! *)U*’ as low as you would have to pay ranchers 1 Beef,Pork,Mutton, Sausage 1 no wonder Guy was happy—he-BOinehow a gloom hung over the peating, “I have nothing to sav." elc> K. A. M atthes , Proprietor. | would have been a monster if heiwhilotn happy home, which all her Then he rushed from her pres­ had not been so. But after a while ggyety could not dispel. Long af- ence, down the stai*s, out into the as if fortune was bent upon running ter 9he retired with her babe, her open air, his head throbbing as if " '■■■ - - 1 his cup over, something else came|young husbtnd sat on the porch, it would burst. to make him still happier. A with hj8 head bowed in his hands “Oh, God!” he moaned, sinking small, dimpled, crowing babe, withlanj his soul tortured by a nameless down on the turf, “how shall I ever eves like its mother, and rings of fear endure it! My wife—my darling hair that looked like spun gold. The next afternoon he returned wife—my Violet, that I loved so ¡Violet was i n ruptures, and Guy hoine at the usual heur, and found much; can it be true—is she false 1 tor night to . Viol»t and the babe awaiting him to me?” I could scarcely z wait come in his eagerness to get home. at the gate, her face all brightness But no one answered him* onlv | What a happy couple, every one __ ai(d __________ tenderness. His heart began the little birds chippered and cooed ’sa d, even the wiseacres, in spite of to lighten—she was true to him. amid the green leaves, making is the whole story th«ir prophecies | What a fool he had been; he was him envv their happiness. He re­ but there never was a paradise, per- , glad he had not let her know it. mained there, wrapt in soleum about hips, that the r« rpent did not en­ I Laughing and playing with baby, thought until the stars came out. ter in some form or other. It even they proceeded to the cottage; and He w mid not be rash; he would came to this perfee’ home, trailing 1 (; uv went running up stairs for his C_y bear with her to the very last. Per­ its slimy ugliness amid the bloom dressing-gown with his old. buoy haps she would change her mind, 1 ing flow« rs. It was after this wise: ant alacrity. On the topmost step 5 <« ««■« Casts M more thin other pickage >oda never spoils and tell him the whole truth. He lu pdvI^d^VD. flour—universallyacknowittlgedpwestiB thevorM. 1 One evenina, Guy chanced to come he picked up a glove—a gentle was ready and willing to forgive I home a trifle earlier than usual. man’s glove—but not his. A trifle ■afle aaly by anma ft CO., New Tarft. S*M by graccn mryvfterc. her, and love her all the same, no and Vmlet and lady w.re not at lru|y. bul u UWttkened the o|d matter how deeply she might have the gate to meet him. as was their jea|OU3 pang with redoubled pain erred. He arose and returned to custom — — bul tint he he hurried on, ei, <----- custom hurried on, H’'r | Still, he did not vuestion his wife, the cottage. Violet looked a little to surprise them by being so early. but kept up a silent, cunning watch pale and was a tri He more serious _________________________ Just a» he reached the outer enclos. on all her niovemei ts. The next ure of the garden, he heard the cot­ evening, and the next, he came than usual—that was all. The tage door open, and saw a nun, a early; and in both instances, con­ night passed — another evening came. A \i I V ri?\! PCMTO l?VTD \ 1’oevery person send- real, living man young and very cealing himself in th-» shrubbery, He dismissed his school at noon <> I distinguished-looking, com« out mid u i j a he saw the tall, fine looking strang­ and came home, concealing himself one yearly aulmcription to The II kkai .H together with ten cents extra pause on the porch for a moment er leaving his house, and Violet in the shrubberv. Hours went by we will «end free a copy of The World Almanac for I S'.t'». Single copies Ito talk with Violet—bin Violet. He Hitting about in the azure robe she ‘saw her plajnlg laughing and chat-( bad Jve worn for him. Suspense and at last, instead of seeing the may l>v ordved nt thin office for 2'» cents nau ( never -tranger coming, as he had expect­ ‘ting, and tossing her ringlets; 1 I became torture; lie could bear it no ed, he saw him leaving the house • then the stranger bowed him-elf [longer, • he must know the worst. tie had lw*en there the entire alter- lout, and left the premises by a side' jj. ld -----...j wiseacres of Rradivilie noon, in his cottag •, with his wife. • path. prophesied the truth after all? He □.•’ll 2C I “Don’t fail to come,” called Vio approached his wife, at twilight, as His face grew white with anger and he cleared the hedge at a bound. “I shall expect vou." I she sat in a low chair, hushing I 'let, after him; , tier He would overtake him—force him Guy Hilliard looked on 111 amuse I baby to sleep. into an explanation. But the j- meni. 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M held a thousand times dearer than , ‘y _ a and M ____ 1,.;. -...I m. «... ...... « .... ... She Nushed d’*P '»d dropped I hit own life; and he hurried on to Ha* Reach««« Such a State of Per­ ill! her eve«; and her voice was faint > the cottage, his brow, for the first fection That it is a Veritable and irresolute, aa she replied, “Oh, time since his marriage, looking Encyclopedia of Facta, Statis­ no. Guv! What makes vou think tic« and Cvents Srou*ht Hewn . lowering and m axly. Violet was I have?” to January First, 1890. nowhere to 1« seen below—so hr I ‘ llecause,” he answered, gravely,! Th« mtero« of tfo< Great Couth O’* b K 1R95 volume it a whole liorery yj went up to her chamber. The door .. I have seen a young man—a w'.tKMit a parallel in the hiatory of medici»« in itwlC One can hardly think ? was eloeed. but he heard the babe All druain«»» »reauthori»«! to «ell Bon • P°* stranger—leaving mv house every Bl».- gnara»tee. • toat that no ory>°*,** all about partv platform«, election sta- “Violet. Violet,” he called pens«, am placing a Hample Bott!« Fr« *“ ° tittica, the new tartf, religion« of the "\es, dear," came the pleasant vet you have not even alluded to »v»ry Hom» *“ the Vnitnd Staten and Canada- such a visitor to me. What does It eon bare a Conch. J*«« Throat, or B«*_ earth, population everywhere, it ate end answer, “in one moment; aa soon | j it mean, Violet?” ehitia, usa B. for it will row yon- *’ J*1” •hlld haa th« Cronp. or Whoopi n< Oow«h • government ttatiMKa. occupation« of as I get niv frock on.” it prom pt I t . and relief la an«. 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