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3(ood liver Slaci er. hood river;, OK..; JULY 13, 1880; .;. WILL NOT DOWN. f llslur Rebuilding, w i (Surprising Rapidity. ' . Ellknsbubgh.W.T, July 10. The loan offices have been crowded all day with people anxious to mortgage property for eaoney to rebuild. There is a1 disposi tion on the part of the agents to give all ft fair show. The leading agencies have no hesitancy in negotiating long loans at 8 and 9 per cent, net on gilt-edged busi rness property, some even going as low :s 7. Contracts for brick buildings to day have increased the total to 4000 feet irontaga, an increase of 1000 feet since yesterday.. People who had frame" shan ties bringing jiood rent before' the fire, :and who refused to, build, are now tak ing hold as vigorously as the most enter fjirising citizens." ; ; '' ' ;r ' .Competition in the different portions tf the business section is also, becoming lively., ' The four business streets before the fire bid fair- to increase to six. 1 The principal contest appears between Third And Pearl. , A. petition is being circula ted to widen the former to a hundred feet, extending' from: thes Northern Pa-. jCic depot to the city limits, about two miles..--' ... v ' : , ' .-, "' Large brick hotels, that would be a credit to any city, are now; being built on both streets. . ' . ': ' . . -The only adjusters with whom there" La been any trouble thus far are the American and Pennsylvania, of .Phila delphia, and the Phoenix, of Brooklyn, who finally concluded that it , was tlu liest policy to settle the ' just claims of policy-holders. ' Losses are .figured by the adjusters at $1,500,000, on'' which insurance amounts to ' only $300,000. 1'oreign companies have suffered quite Jboavily. . ", Parties leave tha city tomorrow over the Hue of the Ellensburgh & Columbia Liver railroad, to secure rights of way. This company is the same to which -Citizens' subscribed $75,000 stock before the fire, the. company agreeing to com- . ttn'ta -iuh (fiiji k f 1 m-KPU.qnn. una ri; . inainder early next season. Hot Rival's Valentine. "How . dare you speak to me of such a thing?" demanded Vida, springing to her feet with the look of an infuriated tigress. "I dare, miss," returned Phoebe, each mo ment growing bolder, "because I am In the snght. Everybody is blind , but me, and I oan't see.him led aw byyou." "And you yon low-bred wretch," said Vida, white hot with passion, "-ou dare to speak thus tome?" - . ' v. "Yes, miss, because I can't soe Mr. Ken ard led to ruin," said Thoebe firmly, "and although 1 don't wish to utter any threats, I beg to say that if you don't spare Mr. Ken- . ard that I will go to Mr. Moore with what I , know; and 1 think you had betterheed me, 1 do indeed, miss." ,.' Vida looked at her, and saw the resolution do the simple girl's eyes. It mado her quail, and she was none the less afraid of her be . cause she could only guess at the extent of. v .the information she possessed. i "Phoebet" she said, with a violent effort, . ""have I ever been your enemy?" ' . "Not as I knows of, miss," was the reply. 'Why, then, are you mine?" ' "I'm not your enemy, miss, and if I may bo so bold, I'd say that you've not an enemy in the world liko yourselt I'm suro it's not lor me to wish to harm you." i ' -y ;. "I believe you are a good girl," said Vida;v 'but I have nob- been so kind to you as I ought to have been. I have a silk dress here that is no good to me," i "T hanky, miss," said Phoebe, "but I don't want it. ' Miss Ruth gives me plenty." "But there aro so many uses you can put H"No, miss,'l'll not take it," said Phoebe, and with another curtsy left the room. Vida remained standing, looking after her. The danger fully rovealed to her was ap palling, if not quite unexpected. : What did this girl know? Was she in the -whole of the dread secret, or only in part of , at, or had she only guessed that something was wrong? : " .. '" ' ' : ... .3 ... .. ! . .3 J... Ma Vmacouio oiuy suruuso, ami iwhj nsk. But the fact remained that here was peril from a source she had not dreamt of, a peril that threatened her liberty and almost Iier life. - . - . A.nd slie must pocket her ambition to be Mrs. Moore, and give up Kenard, too. This was galling, and this giving up was hot all . on hor side. ' Kenard might nat be pliable, lie might hold het to her word, which was Already gl von in a lover's sense. All round the horizon was troubled. She had been sleeping unconscious of volcanic tires beneath her, and the first rumblings of the approaching storm and wreck came when the sun of her life was bright, and all m fair before her. CItArTER X. . GROWING SUSPICIOUS. ' Smokely Fair was in full swing, and It was said by the majority of inhabitants that It was the best fair they had known for il'ears. This was not sayinr much perhaps, for the sports and pastimes of theso ancient revelries are growing out of popular favor, , or being superseded by pleasure more suit able to the taste of the ago.. " , ;: , " Mmic-halls, and an increase in tjie num ber of tlieaters, the railway, the telegraph, ami a Hundred other things liave all com , bined to help towards the extermination of the strolling player who performs in booths, Pig-faced ladies, spotted boys, six-legged calves, ana other ancient favorites, no long er hold their own,, and it is only in odd places that some 'remnants of this class of oxhioition linger still. , , Suiokely was one of those outside nlaces. . , The. chief . caterers for the public were gipsies mostly half-bred, for the Romany daughters are not so faithful to the tradi tions of their race as they used to be, and mere are many men and women who, like Bardolph Dimsey, owe their birth to asso ciation with the house-dweller. Many of these were at the fair, the men showing most of the. alien blood, and the women clinging to the (ricks the nomadic race. . . They told fortunes while the men bought and sold horses, and their smooth tongues wheedled many a piece of silver out of the pockets of ignorant listeners who believed in their forecastings. Jim the showman's wife was there, while Jim exhibited a peepshow bearing the am bitious title of the "Victories of England at Sea and on Shore." ' , He stood outside to vaunt the praises of his pictures, and to take the money. A big handsome man with grey hair, and silver rings In his cars, broad-shouldered and strong a man who might have made a for tune ns an exhibitor of feats of strength If he had not been, like, all his race, Inborn Idle and fond of a life of ease.' - i . He had succeeded in filling his show, and was standing outside smoking . his pipe - when Sabina, his wife, came up. She bore an infant at her back, and carried In her hand some small wicker brooms a hand some daring-looking woman, with eyes that. flashed as jewels never flashed, and a figure that at an age on the right side of forty would have made a sensation in Belgravia. "Well, what U It, Sabina?" asked Jiln. "That Jiorse Is back at the fair," she an swered. 1 ' ' ' -5, . : . . . , ; "Who's got it?" ! '. ' . V .;, "Harac, and he's washed the marks off. He says that they take in nobody, and only spoil the saic." , v., ; "Is ho mad?" , ; v, !. : . V .;' -' : "You see he knows : frothing," hinted Sa bina. . ' ': " . .- ' ' . "Go to him," said Jim, "and tell him that lie must tnko the brute away. It haunts as like one of the police." 1 "It Isn't the poor brute's fault." ' - '' "I sold it. to a man going to Cornwalh." "Yes, and before It got there 'Lanah stole It, and so it got back again." . Jim shrugged Ills shoulders Impatiently., , "I wish theyuwould leave it alone," , he said; then after a pause: "Have you heard of Bardolph?" . ; ' ; : "Nothing nobody's seen him." "How did he get so clear off?" said Jim,' musing. "I don't half like it, and so I tell you Sabina." ' ; "But what does it matter to us?" : "Bardolph's treacherous, Sabina. I've had a notion that he meant to get clear away, and perhaps shoulder that business at Gor donfells 'upon us. We've men from ail points to-day. Go and sea if you can hear anything of him." , : , 1 . "She nodded, and wandered off about the fair, asking questions here and there, but ever with an eye to business. A staring yokel, witli a shock head of hair, attracted her eye, and she was by his side in a moment. "Tell your fortune, pretty gentleman," she said, . ,. . ,; ,. "''" "Thee'll tell me lies," he doubtfully an swered. . A . I "The stars may Iie-I cannot say," she re joined. . "I only tell you what they tell me, pretty gentleman. Cross my hand with a bit of silver and let me read your fate." "I'll give thee sixpence." , "Nay, pretty gentleman; a shilling a shilling for good luck. I know all about the fair-haired girl and her other lover." 1 "Do thee now?" exclaimed the yokel, staring. . "But this is a good 'un P , "They are both here." said Sabina with a keen look at him. . 1 I "Why, so they be." ; ... .. "And he's most4n favor at present. " , "Well, I am blamed!" said the yokel. "Here's a shilling. Now tell me more. , "Hold out your hand, pretty gentleman, and let ma read the lines." , , The amazed yokel hastened to obey, and Sabina, stooping down, pretended to trace certaiu marks on his soil-stained palm, as hard and homy as the hoof of a horse. "You've given your heart to a fair lady who doesn't value It," said the gipsy-woman; "but she will by-ar.d-by, when she knows what you are." : : "She knows what I am, well enough," he said; "the carter to Mr. Glpklns, of Cowley Farm." . ' ; . "I mean that when she knows how much you love and how true you will be. There's a line that shows she will walk through sor row to you. She will have to find out the baseness of the other lover first." ' "She'd better do It soon," said the rustic, "or I be a-going after Mary Stuims." -- , "Don't be in a hurry, pretty gentleman," said Sabina ;"she's not to blame, poor thing I She has been led away. Thank you, pretty gentleman, and good-day." , . From lilm she passed to a" place where half-a-dozen gipsy horse-dealers were gath ered together talking in an undertone. She touched one on the arm and he looked up and made tt rough bow with every appear ance of respect. "You come from the south?" she said. ... "Yes,'" he answered. 1 "Do you know one. Bardolph? Did you see anything of him?" ; . "No." . "Nor heard of him?" "Nothuig, except that he'd got off with a. real lady." - . 1 s She moved away, and the man returwedto. his comrades. Ere siie had "got far she met a blue-eyed vacant-faced lass hangjng on the arm of a heavy self-satisfied agricultural laborer, who, in a humorous .spirit, had pin ned enlistment-ribbons 'n his cap as a sign of having bound himself to enter into the matrimonial urmv. . , "1 our fortune, pretty lady," said Sabina, "let me tell it." - - "She knows it," said the self-satisfied lover. . , ' . . '- - .' , "Oh no, she don't," returned Sabina, shrewdly linking this pair with the yokel on whom she had previously practised her art; "there's danger not far away." - ' "Lawks, now, is there T exclaimed the girl, opening her eyes. , : ? . ' "There's an angry disappointed lover," continued Sabina. ' "Jack Stokes I" exclaimed the girl. ' , "He's not far away. Cross my Hand with a bit of silver, pretty lady, and I'll tell you more. It will be all the better if the hand some gentleman pays it." . The "handsome gentleman" at first had some doubts about having any money to spare, but a little more skilful flattery exr tracted a shilling from him. i Sabina proceeded to read the girl's haud.. , "This other lover ls tall and big, and has a slight cast jn his left eye." . . ' "Oh lawks, how true I" exclaimed the girl.. , "And his dress is a brown velveteen coat,, cord breeches and gaiters, and he's got mis chief In his heart.'" ". , I , , The absurdity "bf Sabina's words had no. ring of humor in her listeners' ears. . , -i. Both were utterly amazed at her wisdom, and stood dumbfdunded. . ;i: .'.. "It will be better not to go home by the same road with him," pursued the sorceress, "for love is blind, and when angry does des perate things. Keep from hiuvWetty lady, and good luck will attend you and your handsome gentleman." ? With an immovable face Sauna left the astonished lovers and wandered on, stop ping here and tjlere to talk to some of her race or to take away the breath Of some ig norant "house-dweller" with her keen-wit ted nonsense. , i ": - ' Ere she returned to her husband she had collected some fifteen or sixteen shillings. "You've heard nothing?" lie said. "No," she replied, "not a word. Nobody's seen him." ' ' ' "Then I'm right." said Jim.V "He's cut ns for good and all." - ' "What will Hecate say?" I ; "She'll cast him out or we shall, and then he must take care of himself." 7 t "He could always do that." "Not without ouv help," said the show man sternly. "When the police dogs are after him and he has only his own heels to trust to, we shall soon find him1 laid by in a prison. Let him die there." "You were always hard on the lad, Jim." "Because I know him. He was never a true Romany. How could he be with the blood of his treacherous father in Ills veins? If I had had my mind I'd have throttled him when lie was a child. I saw tfiottme coming when he would oetray us." . "And yet you helped him to get his lady wife, Jim?"; "Hecate gave the word, and. I obeyed. A true Romany never does less to his queen; But I did it with a sore heart, for It was a kindly gentleman he was told to kill." . "He liad good looks and a kind heart," said Sabina. . " . "I'ye met him many a time," replied the showman, "and he'd .'always a good word for me, a pleasant 'Good-day' and the like, such as his people use, and if one of the children was with me, he'd toss over a shil ling and tell him to buy .sweeties with it. I never liked the business, and I can't say that I like it now.". , ; . -'.- .."But we are safe, Jim?" '' : . ' . "I don't know. The Flyer lias come, and he says that the father is making a stir." Sabina's face darkened, and with a troub led look she glanced around her. : '. "Spies are out and about," 'continued the showman, '(and there's plenty of blood money offeredX" .',"' f "Let them offer It," returned, his wife, "our people won't take It" -, ' "Who shall say how many' Bardolphs we may .have among us? ' Very few of the tribe are true-blooded now." ' v. , "Let them do their worst," said Sabina proudly. ; "We've stood in as much danger before, and notliinz came of it." . - ' "Anyway, they sha'n't hurt you," he said. "Whatever comes I'll bear it I've told He cate to go into- the Wolds and keep there. She's best out of the way. To-morrow we willgoon.' " . . . ' .. - "Give me the key of the van, Jim; I'll go and see that all lies safe there." .- He took a, key from his pocket, and she passed round to the back of the show where, their traveling-van was - standing. 1 A pad--lock was on the door, and having removed, it she entered, carefully closing the door after her. After a brief delay she came out .again, and made all secure as before. . Returning to her husband she gave hint the key again, saying: ; - A "If you could make an early start of It I think it would be better." "So it comes to that,", he replied.. "Well,, it threatens rain, and as soon as the fail thins I'll close up and we'll start. . The Flyer must go oti to say that we are coming."" . The Flyer was n gipsy lad of, about six teen, famous for his fleetness of foot, and on that account was used as a messenger from one tribe to another. Having secured him' by calling out as he passed; Jim the showman gave him some money and a mes sage. . ; ., -:.'' ' "Go to the Wolds,'' lie saUlv "and say that lam comma:, and tnnt everything must be kept cloe if thev i.on't want tho hounds at the law barkiwg mound them." , . . The boy noddeu, and sped away. , - - CHAPTISB . DEF.PEB AND B.SEPER STILU. "It is useless to plead, Kcnard; I must sav no." ! .' 'They stood in tlae shrubbery eoneoaled from view, and he had been, jpteading his hardest for her to consent t. become his wifo, but she dared not yVl& . , t The terrw of exposus and following punishment was the mainspring that work ed within her,1 and it did more than modesty or prudence could have cone In such a wo man.- '":,.' ''But what is your reason? he asked: "yesterday you gave me hope, to-day you drive me to despair." , "I must have time," she said "weeks, months. Be merciful to me. Kenard. Go away and come again on on St. Valentine's Eve, and I will be kinder to yoa." ; Shs had chosen that night one the spur of the moment, it being then in he thoughts. . "It was ill-fated to Kuth," he said. .- ' "And may therefore be fortunate for me," she replied. ' "Be merciful, Kenard, and go away J" - ' ' . - ' "And if I do, and come back on' St. Val entine's Eve?" he said. ' ; "I will be your wife when you will,."" sb replied. . -. , "To that I hold you," he said, "and: to morrow I will go to Mentone. I can kill the time there. You will write to me?" ; "As often as I dare, but you must writ Tery little to me, as I show Ruth my loi ters." , ""I will be cautious, dearest," he sighed!? bnt oh, this weary waiting!" ; - They lingered but a little time, for Vidai was in fear t rhcobe, and would not re main, and they parted Uiere. , '.' . Kenard our going in sought his mother, and told her of his intended departure. "I have thought yon looked unwell," she said, "and a change will do you good." ' She y leldad tp him as she had always done ih'everythlng, and her husband " yielded to her. scon the morrow Kenard went away, ana tne Uordonfeils was very dull ana sau. Vida and Ruth. were thrown more togeth er than they had been for weeks past, and drove and rode together. One day they drove into Carpingdean for Ruth to see her dressmaker, and on arriving there Vida set her down at the place, re fusing to go ihswith her. r "You will find nie at the chemist's," she said. "Lwant some hair-wash, and shall have it made up" after a recipe I found the other day in am old book," ,-. ; The chemist was not in the shop, and his apprentice was the only person behind the counter. ' , , , V He was oiyonn man with budding wliisk ers, very susceptible toladies' society. Vida, to him; Was an ethereal creature, a being to bow down before' and worship, . -',.. ' - He blushed as red as a peony as she enter ed the shop, and when she asked for hair wash proceedffdatoi compound it with trem bling hands. The rattling he made among the glass bottles ws prodigious. '. ? . But the ingredients were few, and he had the preparations ready in two minutes., -v.-As he laidritf before Vida, she looked straight' at hint,. and he was as helpless as a humming-birdini the presence of a rattle- ': snake.- . ' " ' "Y'ou are forbidlleHi to sell poisons,'' she S said.. " ' ',v ' ' ''' ' "Oh no-o' hle- stammered, 'not exactly forbidden.'::".- ' . -....j. ..-i "Miss Moore has a very old dog which she wishes to destroy,." said Vida. . "Could yott give her something quick, last, and as pain less as possible??"- . , - "Is it a large or small dog?" asked the as sistant. . , . - ': -. . ' "A very large' oo a Newfoundland,"?" : said Vida. . . . 1 He brought out a small phial, and pourel into it from, a bottle he took out of a locked ! cupboard a smn.ll. quantity of liquid. Then he put on the aocustonied label announcing it was poison. - ' " ; ; ' .. "You wilt benvery careful with it, ma'am," he said.- "There is enough to kill two peo ple even in this-small bottle." - "We only want to kill a. clog, of course," she answered sweetly. "And here is Miss Moore. . Ruth deivr, I have obtained what we wanted. . Do. you need anything else?" "No, I think not," replied Ruth. And they left the shop together, the - sistaat bowing tliem oat with the grace f an ancient chevalier troubled with corns. It was not until they were out of sight, that he remembered he.had forgotten to ob tain Vida'S signature in the "bales of Poi son" book Jn, accordance with a statute lit Par!iauient;inatte and provided. .. "But it, oaa't matter with people like; that," 'he-thought. "Lord, how handsome they both.aiflfI:If I had ten thousand a year,. I , .. : '1. But It would not bear thinking of. H had nottem thousand, nor one hundred, and In a kind;of , frenzy he seized hold of tlio pestle and:mortar and pounded nothing for: ten minutes, just to let the steam off. Vida, . not entirely unconscious of the of' feet of her beauty on the chemist's assist tant,. but supremely indifferent to it, drove, heme with Ruth, chatting gaily, but with the fell: purpose of murder in her heart. , As one lie often necessitates another, so crimes of a deeper dye have their following. The crime from which Basil suffered led to tha slaying "of Bardolph Dimsey, and now for her safety she must remove Phoebe. , . "ill bury every atom of my secret in t the graveY" she said to herself, and if a scoro'of people had stood in her way she would readily have sacrificed them all. ; . As they drove up to Gordonfclls tha:'oy with the afternoon post-bag appeared. Barker, the butler, was standing athe door to receive It, and-with his accustomed air of -solenin; importance took it into the hall and unlocked it v . . "One for you, miss," he said toRwth,'and two for Mr. Moore that is all." ; "What a fearful scrawl !" exclamedRuth, examining an envelope addressadi to her in a straggling hand. ' "Some begging letter," saidi Vida con temptuously,, and passod upstairs, to her room, . .... She had not been there teiisniiimtes, when Ruth with, a wild light in herreyes appeared. She held! the letter with ooe hand, and the other puossed to her beatiag heart. . "CMd;" said Vida, "mhat is the njplite with you?" "''',. . "Closo the door!'" gas-ped Ruth. -J have a seoret to toll.you. I must confide-in some Vody or I must die. But only ourselves must know itl" ' r ' ' Vida dosed tlw doorv and as. wx additional precantfon locked it Then ttfrnfi slie asked again: . i "What is the matter with vou?j "Jtasil-my own Basil, is aliva to me!" said Ruth, in tones than daggers to the heart of the listen! impossioiei ' saia vuia. "ixa dered." , , : "You may think so." f . , . "Everybody says so," returned . "But listen, this Is from him M It Is his own handwriting, but thef another wrote, because he cannot me yet."' .- . ; f J - j ."It is all a delusion . Somebody 1 Ing upon you, Ruth." . -:'-. "No, no.- Listen: ; . ' ' ' "My own.oww Dakung. I am a I cannot come to-you vet. Believe ai in me. Wait I B shall soon be free.;-, to ease your loving heact. Mine wl until I meet you; ' "Keep my living ai sfenet, orifyoi tell anyone, let it be Vida, who Is. friend to us both. Thist in me. I si fail. Your lovinir and dtevoted Baj "There, there," saidi Birth,- with eagerness, "you see he is- true. Lool his writing. Look, Vida,. look !" "I tell you," cried Vidai half besidi self with amazement and terror, "tlu impossible. The grave 'does- not give dead!" ,, ... "Who says that he Is In his grave 1" j Ruth triumphantly, ''Oh, Vulay do no to hill this liappy hour.' Basil is allvi loves me, and is true. - Oh,', let me' re your arms, for I am bowed down by wi of my joy I", . -. . "JLet me look at the letter," saw Vidt Ruth gave it to hei and .knelt, a her With tears of happiness running down cheeks. Vida looked at the paper and, that it. was indeed Basil's- writfa?o splendid forgery of it, better than. lie J self had ever been guilty of' "This does not tally with his last lett your valentine," she said. .' 'Tle last was a forgery and a cheat," s bed Khth, "I used, to think so, but Pam si of it now. I have only to wait for Basil a lie will come to me." ' . '.V Vfilh's brain was in a turmoil. She cou not believe it to be true. But if Basil h not written that letter from,, whouv. did emanate? r, - . ' -... ' Can 1 have committed another fbrgei In my sJeep?" she thought, and with a hast movement took the envelope from . Ruth' other hand. It bore only the postmark 0 Gordonfells. ' ; - "It must be so," she thought with'a sigl of relief; "I havo taken to writing and post ing letters in my dreams but if not, ess Basil be alive? If so, may not Baidolph live also? Am I awake or dreaming, or am I going-mad?" , . -," . Themsbe looked down at Kuth, who was; brushing away her tears and looking up". - ,' 'Ruth," she said, vl will keep your secret well, and mind you keep it too until Basil comes." .. '; ". . . : ' - - 1 'When he comes oh, what joy, Vida "v 'Yes.. Ruth, what loy ! But it is too mxt&i for youa Lledowa.onjny bed a little hi) and connpose yoi - . She gently forced her upon the couch, and leaving her, turned to the letter again. Scan ning the envelope closer she saw some col orless raised letters on the flap the name of the stationer who sold it. ; .1 ... Brown and Jones, York," she murmur ed, "that is no envelope of mine or anybody here. Basil is alive !" . . . - With a fierce gesture she turned .to Ruth, who lay with her eyes closed, as if asleep. . (Covtinned next, 'week.) 40-Acre Farms; 5 and 10-Acre Tracts ONE MILE FROM TOWN. -CHOICE- FOR SALE BST R. BONE, 4 . : . , .it ' 1 . . . . Cor. Oak and Sesond Sts. HOOD RIVER OREGON. 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