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Looking in the Future.
Mrs. Bacon l"see by this paper that
Alexander Wilkinshaw of London uses
his arm as a genealogical tree. It has
been tattooed with dates. In addition
to his own and his wife's birth dates
and the record of their marriage he has
the name and data of the birth of each
of his children.
Mr. Bacon If Alexander should hap
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gain It might be embarrassing for him
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Paris papers relates to. the Insurance
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RAILROAD RUNS A LOTTERY.
Schema Tried in Mexloo to Keep Con
ductor. Honeat.
George W. Ilibbard, who recently
resigned as general passenger agent of
the Duluth, South Shore 6c Atlantic
Railroad to take a similar position
with the national lines of Mexico,
writes of a novel method adopted by
one of the street car companies in the
City of Mexico to protect Itself from
loss through the dishonesty of its em
ployes, says a dispatch to the Chicago
Chronicle. Mr. Ilibbard says that it
is estimated the company has been
losing $1,000 a day by reason of the
failure of the conductors to turn in
all the money collected. The plan now
to be experimented with to stop the
practice is a lottery ticket scheme.
The feature which is of greatest in
terest to the public is that duplicate
numbers of the ticket or checks Issued
by. the conductors to passengers are
to be placed In a lottery to be drawn
under government supervision at the
end of each month. The holders of
the fortunate numbers are awarded
cash prises which range In value from
$2.50 to $100. Tickets in the draw
ing are given free to passengers, the
only stipulation- being that they shall
preserve them until the end of the
month. Notices to this effect have been
posted in the cars and in addition the
company is distributing a pamphlet
printed in Spanish, French and Eng
lish, describing the operation of the
scheme.
Mr. Hlbbard says that It Is quite
certain all passengers will Insist upon
getting from the conductors a ticket
representing the amount of the fare
paid. Many patrons of the tramways
are providing themselves with small
card cases in which to preserve their
tickets, and it is expected that the
business of the company will show a
considerable Increase as a result of
the general desire to secure all the
chances possible.
The greater part of the patronage of
the cars comes from people of the
poorer classes and those of moderate
means. It Is, therefore, quite probable
that the larger number of prizes,
which are 209 in number, will be dis
tributed each month among people to
whom the money will come as a real
benefaction.
Sleeping Cnatoma In New Guinea.
In New Guinea parents send their
daughters to bed In a little house at
the top of a tree every night, and,
when the girls have gone up, the lad
der is removed, so that there is no
coming down till the parents allow it
Elopements under these circumstances
I must be difficult, and parents no doubt
sleep the sounder for knowing that
j their girls are unable to take their
walks abroad until their elders see fit
for them to do so.
Degrees of Klcke.
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said the overseer; "the blow of a whale's
tale Is the strongest animal iorce in tne
world; the kick of a giraffe is second,
and the stroke of a lion's paw the third."
"Oh, well, I s'pose, boss, by de time
dey gets down to de kick of a mule dey'd
j have us believe it is just a gentle lub
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CHAPTER XX.
Mr. Mallstt did not get much sleep
while awaiting Sonor Castellan's return.
His mind was too busy digesting what
he had Just heard. Putting two and two
together, bearing in niind the fact that
the lienor's doscrlption of his beautiful
customer tallied exactly with that given
of the so-called rauline Mailing by Jack
Dornton, and that the photograph taken
by Castellan was afterward found in that
lady's possession-, his belief In the im
posture was naturally strengthened, and
his Impatience to visit the grave and
see for himself the evidence of his niece's
death Increased every moment. At last
he heard the convent bell strike six,
and, with a feeling of relief, he rose
and went downstairs.
He found the sener waiting below,
looking triumphant, but cautious. There
were several loungers about, and Mr.
Mallett and Castellan passed through
the room and out of the house without
exchanging a word.
But, once safely outside, the senor,
who was brimming over with pleasant
self-importance, rapidly unfolded the
plans which the servant and he had con
cocted for Mr. Mallett's admittance to
the convent burying ground.
"I shall point out the gate by which
monsieur will enter; after that, the rest
must depend on monsieur's sagacity and
on the exactness with which he carries
out my directions. The servant would
have nothing to do with you directly; but
She will arrange matters so that you can
enter the cemetery by yourself and ob
tain a view of the tomb. But monsieur
will envelop himself In my accomplice's
clonk, and If he Is seen from the chapel
windows, they will conclude it is but one
of the sisters crossing the graveyard
to gather herbs from the garden which
ties beyond."
Then followed a list of directions, to
which Mr. Mallett paid the closest atten
tion; and, as the old Spaniard conclud
ed, they came within sight of the Con
vent of the Holy Assumption. A sub
stantial stone wall eight feet high In
closed ir on all sides, and on the east
front were massive iron gates boarded
high above the line of sight, to shield the
sacred precincts from the vulgar gaze.
Further on, on the west side, was a very
small wicket, almost hidden under the
masses of ivy that hung half way to the
ground. This door was the one used
by the lay sisters when doing their, er
rands, and a covered way led from It Into
the main entrance hall. .The main gate
was never opened except for funerals
of the village.
The bells were still ringing for ves
pers as Mr. Mallett reached this half
hidden little gate, and, according to di
rections . from Castellan who was lurk
ing among the brushwood he gave a
low, quick, triple knock three times over,
and then waited with his eyes on his
watch until five minutes had passed.
The bells ceased ringing. This was
the moment dgreed on. and he pushed
the door gently; It yielded, and the next
moment he fonnd himself In the dim light
of long, narrow pasage.
He stooped and lifted a snuff colored
garment that lay at his feet It was a
huge cloak, like a sister's. He wrap
ped himself in the capacious garment,
carefully drawing the hood well over his
head. Having taken off his boots, he
went stealthily along the passage, across
a large stone flagged entrance hall, and
passed out of what he had been told was
the main entrance into the inclosure be
yond. He paused here a moment and
looked about him attentively. , In a line
with him stood the chapel on the extreme
right, the door of which was open; and
he saw the backs of the sisters as they
knelt at their devotions. He caught a
gleam of gorgeous color as the clear
evening light fell through the east win
dow upon the vestments of the priests
at the high altar, and a faint odor of
Incense crept out upon the air. He drew
the hood still closer over his beard and
crossed the open space to the other side
of the chapel. Here he had to pass a
whole line of windows, and the profiles
of the nuns were turned toward him. Ue
now shortened his stride and drooped his
shoulders the better to perform the part
he was assuming, and passed on with
out a glance to the right or to the lert.
As soon as the windows were passed he
raised his head and looked round again
He was at the edge of the burying
ground, and over In the extreme corner
under the walls he saw the stone he
had come In search of. He recognized
II by the seml-clrcular top there was
not another like It In the Inclosure
and his heart quickened a little as he
picked his way across the graves.
The sunset sky had changed from crim-
son to saffron, from saffron to a clear
pearly gray, and still the brown cloak
stood motionless before the headstone In
the far corner of the convent grave
yard. ,
Mr. Mallett had received a shock that
entirely banished his preconceived Ideas;
and the new beliefs that crowded upon
him were so conflicting , and confusing
that for a time he was overwhelmed with
Dernlexitv.
"Pauline Pelling. Died May 29, 18--."
He read the simple Inscription over
and over again; the more he pondered
It the less he understood how It was
that he had been decoyed by tats Into
this fruitless tourney.
Why should his" niece, Paulint Mn-
tng, hST s picture of ths fnr of rsu-
Zifc's Secret,
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By CHARLOTTE M. BRABMB
llne Telling in her possesion? for he
no longer doubted that the lady reign
ing at Malllngford Park was his niece,
and concluded that this was the grave
of some other person presumably the
wife of his friend, Captain Pelling. He
remembered the captain's impressive lit
tle story of his unhappy marriage and Its
premature denouement; and Mr. Mallett
had no doubt whatever that he was now
standing by the grave of that gentleman's
wife. Still the question kept repeating
Itself: Why should his niece of the same
Christian name, too treasure up this
picture of Mrs. Pelling's grave? He
smiled to himself at the freak of -fortune
that ordained the obliteratnon of Just
the first two letters of the surname, and
wondered at the Insignificance of the
trifle that had drawn him from England
on such a wild goose chasel
The servant, to all appearance busy
over her stewpans In the kitchen, was
working herself into a fever of fright.
She expected the exhortation to finish di
rectly, and then the sisters would wander
all about the grounds, and her mysteri
ous visitor would be discovered. She
quaked with fear as the consequences
of her conduct presented themselves to
her Imagination. She had seen the brown
clonk flit noiselessly past the half closed
kitchen door a quarter of an hour be
fore; but she was sure It had not yet
gone back.
At last, unable to bear the anxiety any
longer, she decided that she must at
all risks go and warn the man away
before harm came of his dilatorlness.
Catching up a basket, and muttering a
few words about garnishing to the other
busy sisters, she started for the grave
yard. She hurried along, keeping well
out of sight of the sisters at their devo
tions, ntil she reached the corner.
"Come away at once! You will be
discovered!"
Mr. Mallett was startled for a mo
ment "You are the woman who helped Cas
tellan to admit me?"
"Yes; but for pity's sake come sway
now, or we shall all be ruined!"
There was no mistaking the terror In
the poor woman's face; and he started at
ouce. They walked quickly over the
grass; but for all his hurry, Mr.: Mal
lett managed to ask two questions and
get two replies beiore they reached the
small door by which he bad entered.'
"What sort of a person was that Pan
line Pelling, who lies burled there?" he
asked.
"She was a mere babe, only three
months old. She was born in the hos
pital of this town, long since abandoned."
"Merciful heaven!"' exclaimed Mr.
Mallett, gazing at her in blank astonish
ment ; ' .
The woman was hurrying him along
the narrow passage, for every moment
now might lead to discovery.
"And its mother r he gasped.
"Was the beautiful fair lady for
whom Senor Castellan took the view of
the grave just before she set ont for
England." ,
And before Mr. Mallett had recovered
from his last surprise he found himself
outside the door, with his boots on the
path beside him, his brain In a whirl
of conflicting thoughts.
"Pelling has by some means Jumped
to the conclusion, or been led to It In
tentionally, perhaps, that his wife died
In this convent and Is burled here, while
in truth it is his child's grave, and his
wife is still living; and, according to the
present aspect of affairs, Pelling's wife
and Pauline Mailing are evidently one!
And she, Pauline Mailing, or Pelling, or
whatever she is, is going to be married
to Dornton to-morrow morning, and she
has one husband still living ! I wonder if
she knows that he Is still alive? After
all, if this turns out true and it looks
very like it I shall resume my rightful
position at Mallingford, for this girl has
disobeyed the clause in Paul's will about
marrying without Summers consent
And. that provides the motive for her
conduct She knew, if her husband found
her, she would be compelled to resign
the estate. Well, she has played a sue
cessful game so far; it Is my Inning
now." ' '
And that evening Mr. Mallett, who
had not been across a horse for nearly
twenty years, 'rode the twelve miles of
execrable road that lay between V 111a
Silentlo and Bassllla, and prepared and
delivered personally several telegrams to
be dispatched directly the office opened In
the morning.
CHAPTER XXI.
The eighteenth of September was a
damp, comfortless morning, and Mailing
ford Park looked particularly desolate,
The sky was of a dull gray, and the rain
drizzled steadily all the day through.
Babette was busy in Miss Mailing's
dressing room. It was half past nine
o'clock, and she had Just returned from
seeing her mistress off by train. None
of the guests were astir yet, and the
house was unusually silent, as it was
likely to be for some hors. The ball of
the previous night had been exceedingly
spirited, and was not concluded until
nearly 6 o'clock, so that the visitors
would not be likely to be astir very
early.
Babette was to Join her mistress at
Charing Cross station with the luggage
at half past 2, and, though her mind
was fnll of tormenting doubts as to the
day's events, she went about her business
sa methodically as though nothing un
usual had happened. Tenderly and care
fully she folded up the elaborate gown
of cream-colored satin, with Its draperies
of thick costly lace, and Its superb bou
qunts of deep crimson blossoms, in which
Miss Mailing delighted the eyes of her
admirers at tho ball. Very circumspect
ly sho pi a ceil tho magnificent diamonds
and rubles, with which her mistress had
adorned her shapely throat and arms, la
their cases, and then packed them In t
small onkim box with steel clamps. Then
he went round the room with her keys
ami locked and strapped tho traveling
runlts one aftor another. That done,
she snt down to wait she knew not for
what.
Captain Pelling received a telegram at
a quarter to 11 that morning which
filled him with surprise and curiosity.
It rani
"At all risks get to Blshopsgat
church In time to see a wedding fixed
for this morning, and obtain a. good view
of the bride's face."
The telegTam had been dispatched
from Bassillla, and he remembered the
name as that of the nearest railway sta
tion to the convent where he had found
his wife's grave. Without knowing why,
he felt that he must obey the telegram,'
and he was Just In time to catch the 11
o'clock express for Waterloo. On arrlv-
ng at his destination, Captain Pelling
ran his eyes rapidly down the cab rank
within the station, picked out the smart
est looking horse, sprang into the cab,
and called through the trap to the driver:
A sovereign if you reach Blshopsgats
church by twenty minutes to Vin
The horso Justified his good opinion,
and the drive was accomplished In good
time. The church doors were open, and
a four-wheeled cab was watting outside.
He crept In very quietly, and walked np
the aisle, not wishing to disturb the ser
vice, for he did not know what he was
there for save to see the bride's face. Hs
Judged rightly that his future conduct
was to be guided by that Inspection.
The church was cold and gloomy this
miserable morning, and a few persona
were scattered here and there among the
seats, attracted possibly mors by curi
osity than Interest.
As Pelling advanced, he was struck
by the subdued richness of the bride's
costnme, and he was not a little surpris
ed at the absence of the nsnal attend
ants for the old lady standing behind
the bride evidently filled the office of
pew opener. The bride and bridegroom
were a fine couple, the man being quits
six feet high, while the lady was slso
well proportioned.
Pelling went quietly along the chancel
until he reached the end nearest to the
altar, and then he waited for the bride
to turn her face toward him. The cler
gyman's voice went on with the servicer
"Wilt thou obey him and serve him,
love, honor and keep him In sickness
and in health, and, forsaking all other,
keep thee only unto him, so long as ys
both shall liver'
Then, for the first time, she turned
toward Pelling. Her expression was on
of unmixed rapture as shs raised her eyes
to the bridegroom's, and her lips were
unclosed to speak the words "I will,
when she became aware of Pelling's fixed
stare of horror. His gaze attracted her
Involuntarily, and she looked instinctively
over Jack's shoulder in his direction.
Jack, wondering what was the matter
and fearing she was going to faint,
prompted her with the short answer.
She did not speak, but continued to
gaze over his shoulder at the man who
had so unaccountably riveted her atten
tion. Her under Jaw dropped spasmod
ically, her eyes became as fixed as those
she was gazing Into, and every vestige of
life and color left her face.
The next thing Jack seemed to realize
was that a gentleman wearing a lgiht
overcoat was speaking quietly to the as
tonished clergyman and suggesting that
the lady should be taken to the vestry,
as she was evidently very 111.
The scattered congregation looked at
each other In wondering curiosity as the
bridal party disappeared. They lingered
awhile until the old pew opener returned
and begged them to depart, as she desired
to close the church. '
Pauline, with dull, dazed despair In
her eyes, sat In the vestry, listening to,
without understanding, the conversation
of the three men grouped around her.
"I am extremely sorry," Pelling said,
In answer to the clergyman's request for
au explanation; "but it would have been
criminal to allow the matter to go fur
ther, for the lady is my wife."
"Your wife?" echoed Jack, incredu
lously. "Yes, sir, my wife!" Pelling replied,
with the least touch of hauteur. "I
have believed' her to be dead for the last
six years in fact, I believed it so thor
oughly that I should not have believed
my eyes this morning If her own conduct
had not betrayed her. It is possible that
she thought I was dead, as I have been
in Central Africa for several years; and 1
understand .the expedition of which I was
a member has been three or four times
reported in the newspapers as complete
ly exterminated."
"And how came you to present your-1
Sflf so opportunely this morning?" asked
the clergyman.
"That Is more than I understand my
self at present; but I think It Is due to
accidental discoveries made In Spain by
a friend of mine who has gone hither
on business of his own. How it happens
that I have been led to believe In my
wife's death all these years and never
found out my mistake before I cannot
understand."
"Mis Mailing took her mother's name
when she inherited the estate; perhaps
that may explain matters," put In Jack.
"What estate?" asked Pelling sharp
ly. "It Is all too long to discuss now,"
Jack answered: "but no doubt the change
of name accounts for your Ignorance of
your wife's existence." t
(To be continued.)
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