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The Contrabandist; 1 If THE 1 One Life's Secret! El Cn AFTER Vll.-CContinuod.) A few duy after the first visit of Rob in, he came again to the cottage. This time he announced to Hugh and Rose that he had obtained work at the farm of Antoine Lebrun, the first pluee at which he had applied. It is needless to say that both were glad to hear of his good fortune. It wag at sunset when Robin came. He had come Immediately on finishing his day's work, and Hugh invited him to stay with them an hour or two. This invi tation Robin was nothing loth to accept; for It was given with a degree of cor diality that was rare with Hugh; and whether the beauty and shy grace of young Rose had any influence in Robin's decision to remain, we leave others to Judge. At all events, when he had stay ed perhaps two hours, and was taking his departure, Hugh invited hira to repeat the visit. And Robin answered, quietly: "You are very good, monsieur, and I confess that I am only too glad to come; for I am somewhat strange yet among the work-people on the farm, and being In a new place, it makes one rather lone ly. And I feel more acquainted with yon, perhaps, because this was the first place at which I sought for work. I shall be pleased to come, monsieur, and . then, it may be, if I come early enough, that mademoiselle," glancing towards Rose, "will show me her garden, of which I hear you speak." Hugh promised that this should be the case. Ami Robin departed. On the third day, in the middle of the afternoon, Robin appeared. Hugh was nrprised at seeing him so much earlier than usual, since the usual hour for leav ing work was at sunset. But Robin said that Antoine Lebrun had allowed him to come earlier, because he had done more work on the two preceding days than any other of the men. And he had wished to see mademoiselle's garden In full day light. So Robin was conducted to the garden, and here, although he praised its beauty, yet he also found ample space for im provement, and volunteered, if Hugh was willing, to come down and work in it Occasionally. As there appeared to be no serious ob jection to such a proceeding, the arrange ment was made; and nearly every after noon, thenceforth, Robin came half an hour before sunset, and with spade, rake, cissors and pruning knife, busied him elf in the garden, making such altera , tions for the better and training the fa vorite flowers of Rose so skillfully that they became even finer and more abun dant than they had been In the earlier part of the season, when they seemed to want no addition to their beauty. And while Robin worked .among the flower beds, Rose sat at the garden door, with her sewing or embroidery, or, per haps, a book; for Robin, she was pleas ed to find, was as fond of books as her self, and many a pleasant half-hour was passed thus by them. Robin had no fath er, no mother, no sisters, nor a home, uch as others had, and he told them that this seemed like home to him. He always hastened to the cottage as soon as he was released from work and had eaten his supper, anil not (infrequently remained a part of the evening with them. These visits were pleasant ones. Robin enjoyed them, and Rose always liked to see him coming; while Hugh I.amonte, though he said little on the sub ject now, seemed to regard him as a wel come visitor. Rose sometimes wondereil t his evident liking for the young man, being usually, as he was, of a mood so unsocial; but she could not but admit that for one so handsome, so amiable and kind-hearted as Robin, to win the friend ship of those about him, was not at all trange, and, therefore, It was less sur prising, that as every one else seemed to like him so well, that her father should be also attracted towards him. The Marquis of Montauban, late one afternoon, made his appearance at the cottage of Hugh Lamonte. This was no common occurrence; for visitors were generally rather repelled than attracted by the reserve and taciturnity of Hugh. This afternoon, Hugh Lamonte, with Robin, who had just come from the farm, and our pretty Roe, were together In the garden, when a knocking was heard with in the kitchen, find Rose, being nearest the door, ran In to see who was there. The marquis was standing by the case ment. "Good evening, my child," ha said, kindly, as she entered. "I have come to ee your father. Is he at home 7" "Yes, monsieur," answered Hose. "I will call him." She went out and Informed her father of the desire of the marquis, and while he entered the kitchen, proceeded to as sist Robin in tying up a rose bush, which had been bent down by a ahower on the previous day. It was twilight time when the marquis left Hugh, and getting Into his carriage, drove away in the direction of the cha teau. They heard him go away Robin nd Rose. But Hugh did not come out agniu; and when they went In, they found him seated by the table, in the gathering dusk, and leaning forward on It, with hia face buried in his hands. He rose Immediately on their entrance, and went to get a light; but he did not peak, and as the flare of the light shone on his ct'ntenanee, both observed that It was unusually pale. Terceivlng his si lence and depression, Robin, filled with sympathy for him, shortly withdrew, without Inquiring Into Its cause; for he aw plaiuly that Hugh was not ill, but that something unpleasant pressed upon bis mind had taken place within the last hour. As soon as Robin was gone. Rose went to her father and sitting down by him, begged him to tell her the cause of his dowucast appearance. But he would not reply to her troubled inquiries. "Rose, my dear child," he said, tender ly and sodly, "I cannot tell you what It Is that affects me; at least, not now. Do not ask me. Be happy, and do not trou ble yourself about me." It was all he would say; and the depression which that visit of the marquis had left on htm con tinued to mark his manner from than time. Rose was anxious and uneasy. That this sudden change had been caused by something said or done during the time In which he had conferred with hit guest, he could not doubt. And if so, what could that cause have been? what wai Its nature? She exhausted her imagina tion with vain endeavor to guest at the truth. All remained In darkness. She retired to rest unhappy and perplexed. Hugh worked as usual In the garden nd the field all the next day; be made BO allusion to the occurrences of the past avening. and affairs ent on with the time quiet regularity as ever, cot tage, without bringing any further nu- pleasant consequence from the visit of the marquis than what already displayed itself in her father's altered demeanor. That of itself was sufficiently productive of anxiety to Rose. Robin made his accustomed visit at sunset. It was a relief to her; for If It could not divert her mind from the thoughts of her father's sadness, It at least served to break the almost Insup portable silence that had reigned within the cottage all day long. To-night, Hugh would not join them in the garden, but remained in the kitca en, reading, or seeming to do so. And Robin and Rose sut in the garden togeth er, without working as usual, for she could do nothing but think of her father, and the young man, sympathizing deep ly and earnestly with both, tried to con sole and cheer his fair companion with hopeful words and soothing tones. And Rose could not but take a sad pleasure in listening to his words, for Robin's friendship had already become dear to her. CHAPTER VIII. There was a knock for admittance at the cottage door. Hugh Lamonte started uneasily from his chair. Every knock every approaching footstep, of late, he imagined to be that of the Marquis of Montauban; for a time of restitution was coming, and it was to cost him dear. He hastily crossed the room, and flung the door wide open. An angry exclamation burst from his lips. Rose, seated by the casement with her sewing, trembled and turned pale; for the newcomer was Gas parde. "Good afternoon, uncle," said the rogue,' frankly. "How, Gasparde," uttered Hugh, In in- censed astonishment, and without notic ing the salutation "horn come you here?" "I have come," answered the qian quietly, assuming an expression of the deepest seriousness, "to ask your par don, and that of Mademoiselle Rose, for my old behavior; and I honestly hope yon will forgive me. Hugh looked at him, half Incredulously, and with a searching glance he stepped back a puce, but made no answer. Gas parde followed up the movement, and stepped just within the door, so that he now beheld Rose. Apprehension and an- noyance were plainly expressed on her countenance as she beheld him. He look ed as unprepossessing as ever, though his words were certainly very fair. "Good afternoon, Cousin Rose," be aid, with gravity; and noticing the Indi cation of her disposition towards him in her countenance, he hastened to add, with an air of penitence and sorrow: "O, I see. Rose, that you have not forgotten how I used to anno" you. I know I do not deserve that you should; but I con fess I had hoped you would overlook it by this time; for I am sincerely sorry for my impertinence." The young girl made no reply at first, the suddenness of all this astonished her. Hugh Lamonte stood silently regarding him with a half-angry, hnlf-perplexed air. He doubted whether to put faith in the fair declaration of Gasparde. "Cousin Rose," said the latter again, deprecatingly, "I promise you that I will never behave so impertinently again. I wish you would try to forget my inso lence, and forgive me." Rose looked up. "Since you are sincerely repentant, Gasparde," she said, "I will endeavor to do both." And then she resumed her work. "And you also, sir?" said Gasparde, turning to Hugh. "The less said about that the better," returned Hugh, dryly; "but you may be grateful to Rose for forgiving you, which is more than you merit. And now, if you wish to saj anything to me, you must come into the garden, for I am going there." And picking up his tools, he went out, without Baylug another word. Gasparde followed, with downcast eyes and humbled manner; and Hose, truly confident in his sincerity, was almost sorry that her father treated him so un graciously. She bad some curiosity to know what could be bis business with her father; but that was impossible. They remained In the garden for some time perhaps half an hour; then both re-entered, Hugh saying to his companion: "Well well; come again to-morrow, and. meanwhile, I will think about it" 'That will do," returned Gasparde. And as he crossed the room to the oppo site door, he nodded to Rose, laying, re spectfully: "Good morning, cousin." "Good morning. Gasparde," she re sponded, as he went out. When Hugh had shut the door and come back into the room, Rose could not but see that ha was more thoug' 'ful and gloomy than before. All day he preserv ed the same moody air; and Rose was nnhappy, alike in being unable to divine the cause of his Increased perplexity and trouble, or to alleviate it. Ha had not yet made any allusion to the object of the marquis' recent visit; but she knew that he was thinking of It continually. She knew, however, that she should only an noy him by seeming to notice his myste rious dejection, and so she became silent In the afternoon, Robin came as usual, after his day's work was dona, and Rose evi n persuaded herself that he, too, teem ed somewhat serious. Ha went eut iato the garden with her father, and thence to the field; tnd the could tea them standing there, at U talking together, fat a long III 1 4MM BORIN, THK GARDENER. time. They did not work as usual. At length, however, they left their post and came slowly up through the garden. They were conversing still. "What is it about, I wonder?" asked the young girl, mentally. The two entered. Robin did not speak; but Hugh advanced straight to Rose . "Rose," he said, gently, "here is our good neighbor Robin, who wishes to mar ry you. What do you say to it?" "Wishes to marry me?" Iterated the young girl, faltering and blushing. "Exactly. Is it not sufficiently plain?" Rose was silent, her eyes cast down to the floor, nnd her fair cheek reddening still deeper. The tears fast gathered in ber eyes. Robin wished to marry her. Hugh turned away, and, with folded arms, paced the room. Robin came to her side. "Dear Rose," he said, softly, taking her hand, "your father hat told you what I have asked him. It is true that I wish to marry you, if you are willing. I did not think you disliked me. Will you show me that you do not?" She did tot answer, bub tat with her eyes still cast down, and her hand in hit. "I know, dear Rose," he tald, again, "that I am asking a great deal. I came here only a few weekt ago, and I wai a stranger. I came seeking for work, and found it. I am poor, and have yet no home of my own, but that I trust to have some day. I love you, Rose, and I ask you if you will promise to marry ma when I am rich enough to buy a little farm of my own." "But my father?" the hesitated, rait ing her eyes sorrowfully, at the thought of his loneliness. "No no; I cannot leave him!" "Rose," tald Hugh, turning to her, "the future is not in your hands. Do not think of me. If you love Robin sufficiently well to marry him, answer him at once. All will be well." "Then I will marry you, Robin," she said in a low tone. "You will forget that I am poor, and a stranger?" "I do not need to forget It," was her answer. And her glance of timid, af fectionate confidence was raised to his. He bent forward with a thrill of inex pressible delight, and pressed his Hps to those of the blushing girl. "And you will never break your prom ise, though you should meet with trial and temptation and danger?" "No; never never, Robin; But why do you fear and what?" "I cannot tell you, Rose. But it wilt be a long time before we can marry, per haps; for I will not ask you to share my lot with me until I have risen higher far higher than I am now. And no one knows what may happen in that time. It will be a long time," he continued, after a while; "but I shall be patient; for I want to rise to something better than I am now, Rose. You are too good to mar ry a farmer, or a gardener. For your sake, I shall strive to render myself something higher than cither." "You need not be better than you are, Robin," said the girl, gently. "But I mean to become more worthy of you, nevertheless," wai his rejoinder. And now Hugh Lamonte turned to them. "Since this is done," he said, "I glva you both my blessing. Rose, my child," and he laid his band solemnly on her fair head, "be true to Robin until he comes to claim you, and you will be rewarded." There was a moment of deep silence. The young lover bent down, and teiyierly kissed his betrothed bride, from whose gentle eyes the tears stole down. And through the opposite casement glared and gleamed a pair of fiendish eyes npon that little group. The brigand-lover, Gasparde, had heard every word witnessed every look and action within. They did not see him; they did n4 hear the bitter curses hissed through his shut teeth, nor murk the clenched hand that menaced them. (To be continued.) MAINE'S CONSUMPTIVE CURE. Said to Be Tolerably Certain, bnt Few People Hill Take it. Maine doctors send patleuts suffering from tuberculosis Into the Northern pine woods. There the patient must live far from bis kind, enduring a lone liness tli at It often as bud as death. People whose lungs are seriously af fected, and who know the conditions upon which their lives may be pro longed, often hesitate to accept the ad vice of their physicians and go thin Into exile. Every man who seeks the prolonga tion of his life in the woods must pay a heavy price. If be could go to an up river hotel and come into contact with persons who travel to and from the cities, or If be could build a sanitarium and make his environment to suit him self, it would be different; but physi cians have learned that Isolation Is one of the most potent of the curative agents that can be employed. Sufficient light work to keep up the appetite and to occupy the patient's mind so that he shall have no time for brooding over his Ills Is another part of the cure. Isola tion, occupation, and warm, dry quar ters on high land among the pine woods complete the treatment which the pa tient must take, which In time will probably restore him to health. There are from twenty-five to fifty consumptive patients in the Maine woods at all seasons of the year. They reside in the forest year In and year out until their lungs begin to heal. After this, if there is no unfavorable symptom for six months longer, the exile Is permitted to visit his friends for a few days, not of tener than twice a year. After four years of such solitary con finement be is permitted to take board In a sporting camp where not mora than four persons can be accommoda ted at one time, and to live there until his cure is completed or ha la able t do a full day's work without fatigue At the end of about five years the pa tient, If hale and able to work among men, gets a certificate which lets him at liberty. Among the more than 400 Maine peo ple who are taken with consumption every year, not one In ten will agree to undergo the ordeal which is the price of recovery, and of those who do go to the woods, not one in five will stay long enough to take the full treatment The majority prefer an early death to the prolonged absence from those who make life worth living. Yet the records show that nine out of every ten men who have been steadfast enough to tee the treatment through to the end have come out cured, while of those who have died In the woods, only two out of nearly a hundred have died from con sumption. New York Sun. Football Note. Bill Kikhard-Wot's the matter with the referee? Hat be lorst 'Is ad? Jem Cnishem Oh. no only an ear. a few teeth and some hair. Glasgow Evening Times. LOVE'S GARLAND. Panties for thought to let ma lay them here, Gently1; you must not waken. Take your rest; There on your heart pure thoughts de void of fear, Sweet, they are best x Roses, for love kissing your Hpa they lie Gemmed by the dew from out the heavens above, Dear, roses wither, but they cannot die Rotes for love. Rosemary, for memories wreathed around your brow, Saddest of flowers and yet tbey can not be Wholly of sorrow. So I twine them now For memory. Rue tee I close it In your little hand. Keep it that when you waken you may blest In your port heart one who did under stand Life's bitterness. New York Newt, I A School Ron?Qce I fHADDEUS BENT principal of tha Diogenes High School in the far aoutb side of Chicago left the train at Gower Hill 9'atlon. Wis., where a teacher's summer school wai In progress. Prof.. Bent he bad sat in a college chair in hli day was 40 years old. His hair was a trifle gray, his eyes were kindly and hli shoulders a bit stooped. He was going to the sum mer ichool to bear the natural history lectures f Audubon Burroughs Wood, and to get a bit of nature first band from tht fields. At the big boarding housa by the brook with the great trees at Its back, Tbaddaus Bent met half a 'dozen teach ers whom he knew and half a hundred whom he didn't know. Tha assistant principal of the Diogenes was there, and had been there for a month. She felt bound to do ber duty by her chief. She Introduced blm right and left. Then she put on her thinking cap. "He won't care much for those friv olous creatures Just out of the nor mal," she said to herself. "He'll want tome one to pair off with. Now, there's Tbeodoila Desmond, principal of the Plato school, way up on Chicago's north side. She's Just his opposite, but opposite get along wall, so here goes." And the assistant principal In troduced Principal Thaddeus Bent to Principal Desmond. Prof. Bent found himself in the company of Mies Des mond, en the Veranda, the second morning after his arrival. Theodosla was a little creature, with a trim fig ure, a rather positive manner and a piquant aose on which retted a pair of glasses. Theodosla wis 85, and ad mitted It when It was necessary. "What's your hobby, Prof. Bent?" she asked.' "Every one of us has a hobby, or we wouldn't be here." "Well, I confess, Miss Desmond, to a weakness for natural history. I like frogs, snakes, snails, turtles, water bugs and the rest" "Horrors, all of them. Excuse me, bat I thought you were above creep ing things, I haven't a bit of sym pathy w4th, you or with them. 'The proper ttody of mankind la man' and man's attributes, let me add. I atudy mental philosophy. It's the only thing worth studying. Wa don't get along at all we'll. Thank goodness, I am above the earth a little bit. Tht brain and the understanding these be noble themes. Snakes and toads, oh, how can you?" "Well, I trait I am a little above tha creepers and hoppers at times. There are tht birds and tha trees; they appeal to me." "All of a kind; man's and woman's mentality li the thing for me. I've heard forty of Prof. Searcher'! lec ture on 'Mind' already, and I'm going to bear the other forty. Soma of the other teachers have fallen away. They era not true blue, though they made much pretense at the start. Can't I Introduce you to Prof. Searcher? He'll convert you." "Pray forgive me, but I've heard Searcher and I found him a bore, but 111 go If you'll take me." Theodotia blushed a bit. She was past avea such a remote hint at gal lantry aa this, she bad thought "No, I won't take you," she aald, "but you may come if you will. Go well op to tha front. Prof. Searcher does not speak any too clearly, and I sit up there I mean you can bear bet ter up there." There wera excursions Into the woods and fields arranged by tha teachers assembled at Glower Hill. Prof. Bent took the tramps, and through tha urg ing assistant principal, Theodosla Des mond occasionally went along. This student of man amused Prof. Bent, and despite her antagonisms she at tracted htm a little. -On ena of the excursions he found hJmaelf alone with her In a woodland path. Each had books. "What have you there, Prof. Bent J" asked Mba Desmond. "I have P. H. Goase, a man too little reed now, and Burroughs, and White of Selborne. They are full of frogs snd snakes and foxea and birds." Theodotia Desmond totted bar head and her piquant noa became aa near pert at her 85 years would admit. "Trash, every bit of It" aha said. "There's nothing human about It" "Surely there's human Interest In tha lives of the frogs and In the loves of the birds." "Loves of the birds! I thought you wera beyond tenement. Prof. Bent. Well, there, I did not mean to be rude. Here I hare John Locke's 'Human un derstanding.' He would not touch sen timent with a pole." "Seema to me I've heard that Locke ones wrote a book on how to bring up children properly." Tbaodoata Desmond blushed furious ly. "So be did, but I've nt read it. I aa bow It la; we ran't agree, and I would not read one of your others If the reading would make me auper tnteudeot ef schools. I'll stick to Lock and Kant, and yon can keep on reading about the earthworm." Navorthalaaa, they went walking to- fdCbar again, and when they separated , VACATION for the summer there was Just a sus picion of lingering over the farewell. "Better read White and Burroughs, Miss Desmond," said Prof. Bent. "You couldn't hire me to. Suppose you try Locke.?' The professor shook bis head and they parted. Two weeks later Thaddeus Bent walked Into the Creiar library and wrote an order for a book. He took the volume and started for a table. He turned out to avoid a pillar and ran plump Into a little woman from the other side. She uttered a smother ed exclamation and dropped a book. Thaddeus Bent stooped, picked the book up, looked deliberately at the title, and, with a bow, handed It to Theodosla Desmond, who was standing with heightened color and flashing eyes looking at him. "How dare you look to see what I am reading?" she said. "I thought I recognized the cover as that of an old friend," said the pro fessor, coolly. "They always bind Burroughs' works nicely. The book I'm about to read Is snuff color. Do you know the author, Theodosla?" He turned the book back to her and she read, "Human Understanding. Lock." "Don't yon think, Theodosla, that we would better do the rest of our life's reading together?" They put the books on the table and went out side by side, and the attend ant at the desk noticed that the glasses which the little woman wore were dimmed, though the fact was smiling. Chicago Record-Herald. JAPAN AFTER OUR FLOUR. Shipment to tha Orient Exceed All Previous Becorda. The more or less strained relations between Japan and Russia, with the prospective shortage of the wheat crop of the island kingdom, Is resulting In a commercial benefit to the United States, in that Japan Is buying an un usual amount of American flour at this time, aaya the Seattle Post-Intelllgen-cer. Never before at this season of the year bare the flour shipments been so heavy. The State of Washington Is supplying the bulk of flour shipped to Japan from the ports of Puget Sound. During one month no less than 00, 000 barrels were consigned to the prin cipal cities of the Mikado's country from Seattle by the vessels of the Nip pon Yusen Kalsha line alone. Propor tionately as much went by the Taconia and Vancouver lines, to say nothing of GROUP OF MILLIONAIRES WHO WERE TRIED FOR MANSLAUGHTER. til MEP The trial of eleven men charge before the Supreme Court of New Jersey with manslaughter, has been a notable one In that nearly all are million aires. It was alleged by the State that thry ware responsible for the dlaaattr which blotted out the lives of nine children In Newark last Feb. 19. Seven of the men are directors of the New Jersey Street Railroad and the other four are leading officials of the Delaware, Lackawanna and West era Road. The disaster was on of the most grewsom grade-c rot sing terrors that ever happened In the East A it reel car loaded with children oa tha way to chool waa at ruck by a Lackawanna faat train. Nine boy and glrlt war ground to death, horribly mutilating the most of them, whll a tear mor ware Injured and crippled for life. Ten year and H.uuO fine is the extreme penalty In New Jersey for man slaughter. The particular crime of which they were charged Is the killing of Ernestine Miller, sged 14. The trial had proceeded bnt three day, when tht trial Judge Instructed tb Jury to bring In verdicts of not guilty, boldln' that the millionaires vtra not criminally responsible, IS OVER. the shipments from Portland and Baa Francisco. No specific reason has been given for wheat shortage In Japan and none real ly may exist. Nevertheless, Japan la buying an enormous amount of flour, which glvea fore to th.e murmuring! of war between the Czar and tha Mi kado. It Is known, too, that Japan Is drawing upon China for American flour. Owing to the warm, damp climate of China in summer flour doet not keep well. It is ansafe to carry very large stocks. Hongkong, usually the 'great depot for American flour shipped to China, has her warehouses full, but these she Is emptying to Japan. While Japan and China grow wheat, their production is infinitesimal as compared with the demands for flour from their millions of population. Personal Prejudice. According to Senator Bailey, of Texas, there was In that State a Judge who bad been robbed of a horse and before whom the thief, when appre hended, was brought for trial His honor eyed the prisoner with deep sat isfaction for a minute or ao, and thea delivered himself of the following: "Owing to a personal prejudice, the court will not hear this case. It will, however, be tried by tht bailiff, who will find a verdict In accordance with the facts and the law. Ia the mean time," be added, Impressively, "the court will go outside, bend a rope and pick out a good tree." Nw York Times. May Be Evicted. The Belgian authorities In Africa have threatened the American Presby terians with forcible eviction unless they vacate their station on the Eaaal river, and other missionaries have been expelled from Juapa, because of tha nctlvity of Protestant mlssionarlea In exposing the horror of tha awful bar barities for which Belgian strthoritia are responsible. New Zealand Meats. New Zealand sold abroad last year 111,500,000 worth of meat, of which 2,125,000 was In beef, 89,000,000 In mutton and 8500,000 In frozen rabbits. Much sympathy la expressed when a lame horse Is driven on tha streets. Many a man Is driven bard when bt Is lame. Some men who act the beg all their lives haven't anything to shew for It except the Ill-will of their neighbors. GEO. P. CROWELL. (Successor to I. L. Smith, Oldest Established House ia the valley. 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