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- S :: I ’ > s fbe Doctor's dilemma By Hesba Stretton the Indulgence of emotion of any kind. It was impossible for mo to remain on the cliffs, bemoaning my unhappy fate. I strode on doggedly down tno path, kicking the loose stones Into the water as they came in my way. Captain Carey followed, whistling softly to himself. He continued doing so after we were aboard I the yacht. “I cannot leave you like this, Martin, my boy,” he said, when we went ashore at St. Sampson’s; and he put bis arm through mine. “You will keep my secret?” I said, my voice a key or two lower than usual. “Martin,” answered the good-hearted, clear-sighted old bachelor, “you must not do Julia tbe wrong of keeping this a se cret from her." “I must," I urged. "Olivia knows noth ing of it; nobody guesses it but you. I How to Make a Dark Fonrn. must conquer it” The want of a suitable dark room “Martin,” urged Captuin Carey, "come up to Johanna, and tell her all about it.” . robs amateur photography of a great Johanna Carey was one of the powers j deal of its pleasure. A dark room big in the island. Everybody knew her; and enough for all necessary purposes can everybody went to her for comfort or easily be constructed in the corner of a counsel. She was, of course, related to stable, shed or unfinished chamber aft ua all. I had always been a favorite with her, and nothing could be more nat er the plan shown in the accompanying ural than this proposal, that I should go cut. Mark off a square in the corner of the and tell her of my dilemma. Johanna was standing at one of the space to be utilized and set up five windows, in a Quakerish dress of some strips of 2 by 3 inch lumber in the grey stuff, and with a plain white cap manner shown, l’ut a “header” across over her white hair. She came down to between two strips for a doorway and the door as soon*as she saw me, and re cover all the rest of the wall space with ceived me with a motherly kiss. "Johanna,” said Captain Carey, “we have something to tell you.' "Come and sit here by me,” she said, making room for me beside her on her sofa. “Johanna,” I replied, "I am in a ter- rible fix!” “Awful!” cried Captain Carey sympa thetically; but a glance from his sister put him to silence. “What is it, my dear Martin?” asked her inviting voice agaiu. “I will tell you frankly,” I said, feel ing I must have it out at once, like an aching tooth. “I love, with all my heart and soul, that girl in Sark; the one who has been my patient there.” “Martin!” she cried, in a tone full of black tarred paper, tacking It on as surprise and agitation, "Martin!” shown In the illustration, lapping the "Yes; 1 know all you would urge. My second piece over the edge of the first. CHAPTER VIII. though there was so much beanty lying Awfully fast time »ped away. It waa around us. the second week iu March 1 passed in "Yes, it is a lovely place,” she assent Bark; tbe second week in May came up ed, a mischievous smile playing about her on me as if borne by a whirlwind. It lips. was only a month to the day so long "Olivia,” I said, taking my courage by fixed upon for our marriage. My mother both hands, "it is only a month till my begun to fidget about my going over to wedding day.” London to tit myself out with wedding Was I deceiving myself, or did she real clothes. Julia's was going on fast to ly grow paler? It was but for a moment completion. Our trip to Switzerland was if it were so. But how cold the air felt distinctly planned out. Go I must to all in an instant! The shock was like London; order my weddiug suit I must. that of a first plunge into chilly waters, But tirst there could be no harm in run and I was shivering through every fiber. ■Ing over to Sark to see Olivia once “I hope you will be happy." said Olivia, more. As soon as I was married I would “very happy. It is a great risk to run. tell Julia all about her. But if either Marriage will make you either very hap arm or ankle went wrong for want of at py or very wretched.” tention, I should never forgive myself. “Not at all,” 1 answered, trying to It was the last time 1 could see Olivia «peak gaily; "I do not look forward to before my marriage. Afterwards I shoulJ any vast amount of rapture. Julia and I tee much of her; for Julia would invite will get along very well together, I have her to our house, and be a friend to her. no doubt, for we have known one an I spent a wretchedly sleepless night; and other all our lives, I do not expect to be whenever I dozed I saw Olivia before me. any happier than other men; and the weeping bitterly, and refusing to be com married people I have known have not forted. exactly dwelt in Paradise. Perhaps your From St. Sampson’s we set sail straight experience has been different?” for the Havre Gosselin. To my extreme “Ob, no!” she said, her hand trembling surprise and chagrin, Captain Carey an on my arm, and her face very downcast; nounced bis intention of landing with “but I should have liked you to be very, me, and leaving the yacht in eburge of very happy.” So softly spoken, with such a low, fal his men to awuit our return. “The ladder is excessively awkward,” tering voice! I could not trust myself I objected, “and some of the rungs are to speak again. A stern sense of duty loose. You don't mind running the risk towards Julia kept me silent; and we moved on, though very slowly and lin- of a plunge into the water?" “Not in the least,” he answered cheer geringly. “You love her very much?” said the ily: “for the matter of that, I plunge into It every morning at L'Ancreaae. 1 want quiet voice at my side, not much louder to see Tardif. He is one in a thousand, than the voice of conscience. “I esteem her more highly than any as you say; and one cannot see such a man every day of one's life.” There wns no help for it, and I gave in, hoping some good luck awaited me. I led the way up the zig-zag path, and Just as we reached the top I saw the slight, erect figure of Olivia seated upon the brow of a little grassy knoll at a short distance from us. Her back was lute.-s towards us. so she was not aware of our vicinity; and I pointed towards her with an assumed air of indifference. “I believe that is my patient yonder," I said; "I will just run across and speak to her, and then follow you to the farm.” “Ah!” be exclaimed, “there is a lovely view from that spot. I recollect it well. 1 will go with you. There will be time •uougli to see Tardif." Did Captain Carey suspect anything? Or what reason could he have for wish ing to see Olivia? Could it be merely that he wanted to see the view from that particular spot? I could not forbid him accompanying me, but 1 wished him at Jericho. Olivia did not hear our footstep» upon tbe soft turf, though we approached her Very nearly. The sun shone upon her glossy hair, every thread of which seem ed to shine back aguin. She was reed ing aloud, apparently to herself, and the Bounds of her sweet voice were wafted by the air towards us. Captalu Carey’s face became very thoughtful. “TILL MY FLESH CREPT A few steps nearer brought us in view of Tardif, who had spread his nets on the grass, and was examining them nar other woman, except my mother," I said. honor, my affection for Julia, tile claims “Do you think she will like me?” ask she has upon me, the strongest claims rowly for rents. Just at this moment possible; how good and worthy she is; he was down on his knees, not far from ed Olivia, anxiously. “No; she must love you,” I said, with what an impossibility it is even to look Olivia, gathering some broken meshes to gether, but listening to her, with an ex warmth; “and I, too, cau be a more use back now. I know it all, ami feel how pression of huge contentment upon his ful friend to you after my marriage than miserably binding it is upon me. Yet I handsome face. A bitter pang shot I am now. Perhaps then you will feel love Olivia; and I shall never love Julia.” A long, dreary^, colorless, wretched life through me. Could it be true by any pos free to place perfect confidence in us.” She smiled faintly, without speaking— stretched before me. with Julia my in sibility that lie I bad heard the last time n smile which said plainly she could keep separable companion, and Olivia alto I was in Sark? “Good day, Tardif," shouted Captain her own secret closely. It provoked me gether lost to me. Captain Carey and Carey; aud both Tardif aud Olivia start to do a thing I had had no intention of Johanna, neither of whom had tasted th« ed. But both of their faces grew bright doing, and whl< h I regretted very much sweets and bitters of marriage, loo’ el er at seeing us. Olivia's color bad come afterward. I opened my pocketbook ami sorrowfully nt me and shook their heads. “You must tell Julia," said Johanna, back to her cheeks, and a sweeter face drew out the little slip of paper eon taining the advertisement. after a long pause. ■o man ever looked upon. "Read that,” I said. "Tell Julia!" I echoed. “I would not “1 am very glad you are come once Rut I do not think she saw more than tell her for worlds!” more,” she said, putting her hand in the first line, for her face went deadly "You must tell her," she repeated; "it mine; “you told me iu your last letter white, and her eyes turned upon me with is your clear duty. I know it will be you were going to England.” a wild, beseeching look — as Tardif de most painful to you both, but you have I glanced from the corner of my eye at Captain Carey. He looked very grave, scribed it. the look of a creature hunted no right to marry her with this secret on but his eyes could not rest upon Olivia and terrified. 1 thought she would have your mind." “1 should be true to her," I interrupt without admiring her. as she stood be- fallen, and I put my arm round her. She fore us, bright-faced, slender, ere t, with fastened both her hands about mine, aud ed somewhat augrily. "What do you call being true, Martin the folds of her coarse ilress falling shout her lips moved, though 1 could not catch Dobree?” she asked, more calmly than her as gracefully is if they were of the a word she was saying. “Olivia!” I cried, “Olivia! do you sup •he had spoken before. "Is it being true richest material. "This is my friend, Captain Carey. Miss pose I could do anything to hurt you? Do to a woman to let her believe you choose Olivia,” 1 said, “in whose yacht I have not be so frightened! Why, I am your and love her above all other women, when friend truly. I wish to heaven I had not that is absolutely false? No; you are too come to visit you.” shown you the thing. Have more faith honorable for that. I tell yon it is your ”1 am very glad to see any friend of in me, and more courage." plain duty to let Julia know this, and T»r Martin's,” she answered as she held "But they will fiud me, and force me know it at once.” out bar hand to him with a »mils; “my away from here." she muttered. Nothing could move Johanna from that doctor and I are great friends, Captain “No," I said; “that advertisement was position, and in my heart I recognized its Carey.” printed ill the Times directly after your righteousness. She argued with me that “So I suppose,” he said significantly— flight last October. They have not found it was Julia's due to hear it from my or at least his tone un i look seemed you yet; and the longer you are hidden self. I knew afterwards that she be fraught with significance to me. the less likely they are to find you. Good lieved tbe sight of her distress and firm “Tardif,” 1 said, "Captain Carey came heavens! what a fool I was to show it to love for myself would dissipate the in ashore on purpose to visit you and your to you!" fatuation of my love for Olivia. But the farm.” “Never mini." she answered, recover did not read Julia's character as well as I knew he was excessively proud of his Ing herself a little, but still clinging to my mother did. fa rm. which con»iate«i of about four or my arm; "1 was only frightened for the Before she let me leave her I had five acres. He caught at the words with time. You would not give me up to them promised to have my confession and sub alacrity, and led the way towards hie if you knew all." sequent explanation with Julia all over house with treuicu Ions strides Olivia “Give you up to them!” I repeated bit the following day; and to make this tbe sn l I v ere left alone, but she was mov terly. "Am I a Judas?” more inevitable, she told me she should ing after them slowly, when I ran to her, But she could not talk to me any more into St. Peter-port the next after and offered her my arm. on ths plea that She was trembling like an aspen leaf, drive her ankle waa still too weak to bear her and her breath came sobbingly. All I noon about five o'clock, when she should expect to find this troublesome matter weight unsupported. could do was to take her home, blamiug settled, either by a renewal of my affec “Olivia!” I exclalised, after we had myself for my cursed folly. tion for my betrothed, or the suspension gone a few yards, bringing her and my- Tardif walked with us to the top of the of the betrothal. In the latter case she self to a sudden halt. Then I was struck cliff, and made ms a formal, congratu promised to carry Julia home with her dumb, I had nntbiug special to say to latory speech before quitting us. When until the first bitterness was over. her. lL>w was it I had callad bar so he was gone, Captalu Carey stood still (To be continued.) familiarly Olivia? until he was quite out of hearing, an.l "Well, Dr. Martin?" she said, looking then stretched out his hand towards the Wild Boars tn Windsor Park. Into my face again with eager, inquiring thatched roof, yellow with stonecrop su'd It is stated that the wild boars In eyes, as If she was wishful to understand lichens* my varying moods. "This is a serious business. Martin," Windsor great park are to be shot, by "What a lovely place thia Is!” I ejac he said, looking sternly at me; “you are order of King Edward. The herd was presented to Queen Victoria by the ulated. in love with that girl.” More lovely than any words I ever ”1 love her with all my heart and soul!” Prince of Wales during his tour In In heard could describe. It was a perfect I cried. dia. The animals have largely Increas day, and a perfect view. The sea was The words startled me as I uttered ed In numbers, and have had to t>e klll- ll've an opal. The cliffs stretched b<s.>w them. They had involved in them so many ed off periodically. They have been a us. with every hue of gold and bronze, unpleasant consequences, so much cba aud hoary white, and soft grey; and here grin and bitterness as their practical re considerable source of attraction to vis an I there a black rock, with livid shades suit, that I stood aghast-even while my itors, but they are dangerous, and sev eral people have narrowly eacaped In of purple, and a blixttn upon it like a pulses throbbed, an.l my heart beat high, I raven's wing. Itwky islets, never trod with the novel rapture ef loving any jury. den by human foot, over which the foam woman as 1 loved Olivia. When a brakeman has curly hair, poured ceaselessly, were dotted all about "Come, come, my poor fellow"' said the changeful surface of the water. And Captain Carey, "we must see what cal his associates call him ’Curly.” But if just beneath the level of my ayes waa lie done.” he is over six feet tall, however, they Olivia's face the loveliest thing there. It was neither a time nor a place tor always call him “Shorty." Sick Women /Zlniíiti’ur For a door make a frame out of strips of board, putting a brace from the in ner corner at the bottom to the outer corner at the top. to keep it from sag ging, and cover the frame with the tarred paper. Hinge one side to an up right strip and tack oh small strips in side so there will be no cracks left about the edges of the door when it is closed. Put up a broad shelf about two sides of the dark room, with a few smaller shelves above to hold chemi MILLIONAIRE MARRIED A SALESWOMAN. Ernest Cramer, a St. Louis mill ionaire, fell in love with Angelina Le Prohn, saleswoman in a San Francisco art gallery. He was married, but did not live with his wife. A divorce was granted, and Cramer hurried to Cali fornia. Rev. H. H. Bell refused to marry Cramer and Miss Prohn because California laws prohibit a divorced per- >r< cals, plates, paper and trays, and the dark room Is complete.—Webb Donnell in Household. The securing of good cloud effects is becoming more and more a study, and It is well to remember that but few pictures are taken where time and pa tience are more in demand. Sunset of fers the best opportunity for such. One authority sas a clearing sky after an afternoon downpour is probably the best time to secure good sunset ef fects. The clouds are apt to hang low and be full of moisture at such time, the atmosphere clearer and the lightbreak in through rifts In clouds much strong er than otherwise. The seasons of the year best adapted for sunsets are either in early spring or fall. A time exposure is much the best, as a snap shot will Use nt not get the delicate detail. least an F 16 stop, with several sec onds time. And let the developer be very weak in starting out until you find out Just what there Is, then a lit tle stronger may lie tried. The develop ment must be carried well along, cou- slderably more than usual. HISTORIC HOUoE, Once Washington's lien quarters,-Pur- chnve I by > e*v York City. Ilappinesa will go out of your life forever, my sister, if you have any of the symptoms mentioned in Mrs. Valentine’s letter, unless you act promptly. Procure Lydia E. Pink« ham's Vegetable Compound at once. It is absolutely sure to help you. Then write for advice if there is anything about your ease you do not under stand. You need not be afraid to tell the things you could not explain to the doctor—your letter will be seen only by women. AU the persons who see priv ate letters at Mrs. Pinkham's Labora tory, at Lynn. Mass., are women. All letters are confidential aud advice abso lutely free. Here is the letter : — “ It is with pleasure that I add my testimony to your list, hop ing it may in duce others to avail t h e ou sel ves of the benefit of your valuable rem edy. Before taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound I felt very bad ly, was terribly nervous, and tired, had sick headaches, no appetite, gnawing pain back and right side, and so weak I could scarcely stand. I was not able to do anything. Had sharp pains all through my body. Before I had taken half a bottle of your medicine. I found myself improving. I continued its use until I had taken four bottles, and felt so well that I did not need to take any more. I am like a new person, ana your medicine shall always have my praise.” — M rs . W. P. V alentin «, 568 Ferry Avenue, Camden, N.J. If prints curl up after toning, it may be remedied by laying the print face down on a sheet of blotting paper, and stroking the back of the print back $5000 •*/// nald If this tost Im». and forth with the tlat edge of the QÜUUU nltJ /a not g^„UlnB, tjfdla £. Pinkham Modlolno Oau ruler or the back of a knife. Repeat this a few times and the print will be quite flat. Acquaintance Renewed. Bunko Bill—Hello, uncle, haven’t we If you ride a wheel, carry the camera met before? Reuben Granger—Guess we have. It suspended from the shoulder in prefer ence to having it attached to the bars was down in Hardscrapple, when you of the bicycle. The latter method gives were sellin’ the farmers them $3 too much vibration and is liable to jar churns and every cussed contract turned up ter be a $300 note. I met your shutter out of order. you with six citizens and a rope. nnd American claimants, and in 1882 the Supreme Court ordered it sold. Af ter this partition sale it passed through several purchases, and when it was acquired by the city it was owned by Lillie J. Earle. The house Itself Is in a fair state of preservation, and although It has been repaired, "fixed up” and change l since it was built, In 1758. by Roger Morris, it still has many of the original deeo- rations and trimmings, Wlien Morris built the house he was a colonel in the British army, stationed in New York. He occupied the grand mansion until 1776. Then It was abandoned, and when Washington's forces were sta tinned in that part of the State the house furnished shelter for some of the continental troops, while at several times between June and the middle of October. 1776, It was occupied by Washington as his liea Iquarters. School Luncheons in France. son from marrying within a year after the granting of the decree. Mr. Cramer was not to be balked, however. He con sulted with Miss Prohn, with the result that a trip to Reno. Nev., was made, and there the couple were married. Mr. Cramer is a famous photographer and one of the big financial men of St. Louis. Mr». Valentino Toll» How Lydia E. Pinkham’» Vogata- bio Oompound Our od Her, VI In the rural districts of France the school is often so far away that the children cannot go home to meals. At Confolens In La Charente, a novel way has been found to meet the latter diffi culty. Every pupil, boy or girl, brings to school In the morning a handful of vegetables, ready prepared for cooking, and puts them into a large pan of wa ter. They are washed by one of the older pupils, who take this duty In turn. They are then placed in a kettle with water and a piece of pork, and cooked while the lessons are going on. At half past eleven the members of this little co-operative association have a good bowl of hot soup. To cover the cost of the fuel and meat, the pupils who can afford it pay from two to four sous a month. In most of the cities of France, the pupils of the public schools are now furnished with their noonday meal at “school canteens," maintained either by the municipality, or by pri vate generosity: but tills is the first at tempt to carry out the same plan In the country districts, where It Is more need ed. as the children have farther to go. New York City has acquired the Ju- mel Mansion, one of the last remaining houses lu the metropolis used by Gen. Washington. It was through the ef forts of Robert B. Roosevelt, on behalf of the Sons of the American Revo'.u tlon: Senator Chauncey M. Depew, Private Cars. Walter S. Logan and Edward Haga Any matt who Is reasonably well to limn Hall, secretary of several patri otic organizations, that the resolution do may own a private car built accord- to purchase the property for $150,000 ing to his own specifications, A car- refitting company In New York City buys old Pullman coaches, tears the in side furnishings out and refits them ac cording to the wishes of its customers. Whatever kind of private car a man may wish he may order—parlors, hand somely carpeted sitting-rooms, dining rooms all with equipment more or less perfect according to the price. And cars are refitted In this way and sold for prices varying from fifteen hundred to fifteen thousand dollars. Very hand some and serviceable cars have been built from the old "castaways.” and the was passed by the board of public Im man of moderate means can travel pri provements. The mansion la located at One Hun vately and comfortably in a home of bls dred and Sixtieth street and the liar- own. lent river, and its general appearance Wrekin« Rest. Mrs. Naggsby—Why don’t you spend Is the same to-day as it was In the days of the Revolutionary War. when your nights at home? I always do. Naggsby Perhaps, my dear, that ac Washington and his staff lived there. or as It looked In 1800. when Stephen counts for it.—Judge. Juntel. a rich French merchant, bought Highest Death Rate. it. Jnmel died in the house, but his St. Petersburg has the highest death widow remained there, and when. Ia:e in life, she was married to Aaron Burr, rate of any European capital, 51 per they lived In theol 1 colon al house. She 1,000. died there in 18®. After her death What has become of the old fashion the property became the subject of ed woman who said the worst boys in luucb legal wrangling between French town were the preacher's sons? Bill—Aw. here, now, let me down easy. Reub—Did that onct—and too quick. Out of Place. “Back!" shouted the hero. "Your presence here is only perfunctory. You are doing nothing whatever to ad vance the action of the story.” With a muttered curse the villain shrank back into the chapter in whicn the murder takes place, and the story proceeded on the conventional lines prescribed by our best modern critics. Enforcing the Law. “Take that dog off the street, or I’ll run you in,” ordered the conscien tious policeman. "But why?" asked the man with the dog. "He has a license on.” “Thra's all right as far as it goes;; but that’s a spitz dog, and we have strict orders to enforce the anti-ex- pectoration ordinance." — Baltimore American. Cost of Railway Mail Car. A modern railway mail car, equip ped with the latest contrivances, such as vestibules, automatic couplers, air brakes. etc., costs between $5,000 and $6,000. The Government pays for the use of railway mail cars at the rate of $40 a year for a 50-foot car per track mile, and $50 per year per track mile for a 60-foot car. Their Busy Dav “Who.” shouted the impassioned or ator. “who among us has any cause to be happier than his neighbor on this glorious day of the nations' birth?” A man with his head bandaged and both arms in a sling arose in the rear of the hall and exclaimed: “The doctors!”—Baltimore Ameri can. The Commercial Instinct. Mamma—Tommy, do stop that noise. If you’ll only be good, I’ll give you a penny. Tommy—No! I want a nickel. Mamma—Why, you little rascal, you were quite satisfied to be good yes terday for a penny. Tommy—I know, but that was a bar gain day. Not Ready Yet “You promised never to scold me.” said the wife of a week reproachfully "But I haven’t," insisted Mr. Young hub mildly. "Nd. but I can see that you're just aching to.” continued I he displeased young thing.—Yonkers Herald. Great Opportunity. Mrs. BJenkins—They are going to have another rummage sale next week Mr. BJenkins—Good! I wish you’d send down that rocking chair in the sitting room that I always tumble over when I come in late at night.—Somer ville Journal. Pretty Mad. Clara (after a tiff)—I presume you would like your ring back? George—Never mind; keep it. No other girl I know would use that ring unless she wore It on her thumb — New York Weekly. Marine Amenities. Here the Sea Serpent rallied the Mermaid upon her notorious non-ex istence. "He who lives in a glass house should not throw stones!" retorted the Mermaid, with spirit. The laugh was against the Sea Ser pent. howbeit he loudly protested that he resided for the most part either in wood or Doulfon ware, or something of that sort, and but seldom in glass.