' . H ‘ ' all» :1 ., i ' (prriglllad, 1891, by “HAUL! no Alums. ' VOL. 1. $2.50 a Year. PUBLISHED WEEKLYBY BEADLE AND ADAMS. No. 98 William Shw‘f, New York. Entered at the Post Office at New York, N. Y.-, as Second Class Mail Mutter. June 10, 1384. No, 3; ,Price’. a Five Cents. —,,-.=—; u h V ' HALLO 1—4:“? STILL—STILL AS THE GRAVE, ms; I HEAR—HA! HERE THEY COME!” WAS IT tam Or. Collegians and Sweethearts. 317 Wt. MASON TURNER, M. D. CHAP I‘ER I. JEALOUSY. THE tall young gentleman stamped his small dai tin fitting boot on. the broad marble step of t e aristocratic mansmnt—one of the proudest on Prospect street—and sh‘1vared as he drew his wide loose cape around him. For the raw winter wind of the declining December after- noon which tossed his long, dark hair so wildly about, was cold and searching, and he had rung twice. ‘1, Again he applied his laced hand to the silver pull, and again he hear distinctly the far-away tickle of the warning bell. At length, hasty steps sounded in the hall, the bolt turned. and the door opened. , “ Ahl it is you. Mr. Thornel Walk in, sir, if you please,” said the girl, respectfully. ' “ It is I, certainly, Mary, and right glad am I to get in, for I am half-frozen,” replied the youth, as-he entered the hall, and turned into the elegant, dimly~lit parlor. He was perfectly at home. ‘ “ I am so sorry, Mr. Thorne, I kept you wait- ing,” said the gill, taking his cape and light check-silk cap. “ I thought Tom, the lazy _ 4,,“ L, ‘ \you'ns _‘, I a; - I wgsnmfini ,, ' fellow, had showered the hell 1 was up in files Kyra‘s room, fixing her hair tor the ball." ‘ ‘Ahi so soon? I an here to see Miss Hoxiey about the some thing. Please tell her so, Mary." “Yes, air," and the llett the room, while Fen- Thome no noise his cioseiyfitting frock—coat: and strode brisk y up and down the thick-ca ted room, rubbing his benumbed anion the whi . to , brim: back circulation and wagit ‘ r' I . l ' ,“IYes, yes!” muttered the yo ng man, half deter— mined upon a. certain course of action, “I will with Myra to‘this bell! I'll mu the risk of bein caught out of my room at college; it will be the time. I am desirous of seeing this wondrous beauty, Madeleine Fleming. of whom good old Steve speaks so much. She must be pretty and smart. and amia- ble, and all that, it Steve says 801‘ And yet. Myra does not seem to like her, if-—" At this moment there was a patter of hurryin feet down the broad stairway; then came the ewe _ and rustle of a. sweeping dress. The door opened, and the tall, slender form of Myra Hoxley, the rich manutocturer‘s daughter, clad in an elegant after- . noon neglige, entered the room. She is stance td'th? windowéggidmilaug _open taehléntlt am shut- ters etting u s g mg sun g , est ppear- th Behind the heavy snow-rocks. wedding across e s y. v . , “ You are in the dark, Fenton,” she sold, turnin toward the Helms. men, ’at this) same time exten . lug her ems . nervous white hand cordially. “Be seated my friend, anddon’t be stamme around the roomlll’te a. soldier on ’Twss too bad in Me to keep Eon out until {Sou were so on frozen! ’ 4 , g éhfi fl ‘. hela edmerrily he onaields “ . “sand theoo‘i‘igantohersidz. . a. . “an'ram 'Obeylfdn33r1MissMym, » em on __ . 2 mg, Falcon, I‘thought I had i. ' betterpyour a,b, c’s. certainly in this ,flashedoverhimaradiant,yethsl£~ loo . _ murdered despite himselt; he was ' _ , well versed in the ways and , ’ . Blithe self. misiweetly, he bowed head, with its raven r. g r t singular ugirgssion which caqne over Wmhomesmce as head went down: Was it enticement distmst, or—eontempt? It 1? to answer; Wen the youth was ens. , headfids face was nd friendly, asfhe d: I out than! Ando—itisopnttyname, ,‘l‘h‘e rs msntled , .looko ‘unmistakable saiti‘ action, nay at mph, shot from her dark, lustrous eyes. 3 ating voice; “call me Benton. 1,, 7*, For stew or.” _' there was a silence, which, however was broken by the student. Myra, and I’ll always know ” “I cal ed, sv-I mean Myra-40 seeabout this bell £12,,Mrrh‘leming's, and to learn your strange- men . {You have detcnnined, then, to go, Fentont" . asked the girhuguicklg'. r “Yes; I, no d no resist the temptation. I am agrlgus to seems Fleming; mom: says she is vary :1 some. Il’h'esewords were spoken most unless! . glanced at tfie speaker; big)? c130 elm ly ' ulnth I! B 6 n 58 an (:3 : . “Am And who said Madeleige flailing was ‘ : ti 2” . , , you, yourself. said thatshe was magnifi- ~‘ " canto; hen, too. Stephen Smith, my chum, swears ‘7 -‘.~“.¥‘Stephen. , Smith! my - ( v s I I quick! recovered him- ' .gghoolledandnouned moo the hut o ‘ That‘s right, Fenton,” she said in a. low, insinuw me: Fenton t” Tut! Theungainly backwoods? ‘ " No. no, Myra,” and tho young men spoke .wnrm- " or. "Steveis no beekwoodsma’n; far Irom it. He is a rechgentieman, a perfect cuValier, and a. good whole-souled fellow:‘ But,"rhc continued, each: that the/lady was ewdently MW: mad, at least “is not the young lady~Miss .mingdfair an amiable? 1 do not kilomet- never having 560“ spoke ‘ may or t- * ' $1M emore so .111 ,9 nus . as if nvlting a confidence. ‘ , ‘ emanufacturer’s daughter paused before she answered- and the half-frown unwrinkled itself, and lei‘ftéhe white foreheadlkad X i H i omepeo easy eene emin s ‘tt - I have thou h so, but--" g pm ‘y,’ “ You no anger have the some opinion, ell, Myra?” interrupted the young man, lauqu . “I did not say so, Fenton. But a. co to to this nonsense! You shall see and judge for yourself,” she answered. , . “True. Myra; seein is believing. ,But now about ourarrangements. on see I have determined to go, and runthe risk of being discovered out of my room. ' “Are you not afraid of the risk, Fenton?" asked ’ the girl, earnestly; “ you know the stand you, have taken, the fair name you have always won with the professors. Would it be wise to barter it away for a few hours of questionable pleasure at a giddy, em yball?” fife girl he” seriously, and) her eyes did not for a momen leave the young man‘s face. It was plain that a new train or thought was pass- I in; in M a Roxie 's bosom. . ‘ No. War I w lgo. It will heymy first oil'ense and I fancy the Regent will not be ‘hard ‘ on me. i can ignorance, too; I am only a Freshman, you now." He 13 kc cheerfully. “True' nor-had forgotten it. Senior, . rules are“ stakably the some. ,Tliut odorstandthemw {know tomy j could never induce 052,3 nton, tobmakthem, even for ssingle ewe l', 'v ' v M , 5, spoke sarcastically. 0 student felt the tru h of her words; his face became becioud and it look of disappointment crept mgr gills fine sutures. But glancing at her, he’ (1 c y = ’ “ But, Myra, if I donot go with you what will you do for an escort i" ' ’ , “ That is easily arranged. Fenton. M cousin, Mr. Ross, of the Junior ola ou ow' has al. is attention and ’ He does not ‘rooxn ' in coll e‘, asyon are nwaremndconoomeond 'sssuits ”" l “ True, Myra; The student was lusts a he asked e cation. 3. ’, V “f‘t‘old him I had an engagement with you, Fen. , ton, and that I would not break it " re lied the frankly, gazing him full in the face. p ' gun But, Freshman or I sorrow; for. and whntggid on say to Er; Ross?" ‘ Was there, indeodh: witchery about those flashing ' black eyes of Myra inlay-31: bie charm in the girl’s insinuating manner that made young Thgmé look up so quickly, and reply so earnestly an , college foriti“ ‘ ) I ,. “The Fates forbid- suoh a resulti, But,"ond she sunk her voxco into a low, musical, f ’ s 831.1%! ‘ eyes fell languishineg upon the m‘yout’htul face of the student, “ does it give yongmrsiqgo With certainly Myra: else I “Enough. Fentoni We’ll Q ‘ Wfigfl horny escort,” and again a triumpfiinb; 916 W 11‘0 the dark orbs of the girl. . ‘ Fenton Thoma had answersdythshest knew’hOw; _ in fact. the o ‘ Way he could. . V , A I “3'” gm“ on new“... 00 e was ; , r . thinker. and pen cred at nothing lone. I . I lll, eagerly? “’ Then I will go. Myra, even it I am expelled WAS IT LOVE! ‘. “ 13;“:2Gfl. Benton." she said. slyly» “3701 @129 «were that my. cousin, Ralph, is Madeleine Fleming’ u. " “No. indeed! I did not know it. Myra,” returned the young man _promptly;-end. excuse me—dera, rumor spe truly, he is your beau," and the 7 student blushed up to his eyes. V ' “ 1! l r is a wicked felslfleri Certain- m did not believe such a report, Fentoni” she “ Why, Idid not know, Myra; and Steve said that it was certain] -—-" . " No more 0 this Steve to me! He knows nothing of me soever, and I don’t like him! There!” “ Then the rumor is false, Myra?” asked the colle’ glen not knowinfiawhnt else to say. , “ ficlse as ever lsehood was!" was the prompt, impulsxve answer. - . Then, Myra, I am indeed glad to hear it.” The 11 girl started jo funk“ “For, continued the stu- ent “I do not lph Ross, although he is your cousin.” > , iifiwtt’ll" M~ i I tell ’ "h ' en . e con- tinued, energeticgl‘llgflt‘noyrgomen was}? be made happy by numbness. no is pardon. Myra!” “ There‘s no need, Fenton- but do not let Mr. Ross hear you say such a thing 01’ him.“ r ' » “ Well, well, en in 0 him, Myra. I singled he is not your beam, on sorry he stands in that relation ~ to Miss Fleming. But now I must go,” and as he spoke he arose, though the girl endeavored, inef- fectually, to eta him. “ What time s all I call for you Myra 9" "At nine o’clock, anddon’t fail me," was the an- swer. “ ever fear- I’ll be here. Good-by.” “ d-by, enton.” The student flung his long cape over his shoulders, bowed himself out and left the mansion. Turning to the left, he strode quickly/beck to the old college on the hll Myra Hoxle , eenly and pron stood on the broadste Mtge rout door,me slide had said adieu to theco l(lager). Her nervous left hand clutched at the bell-p _ She did not regard the cutting blast which hurried ale thoelmost deserted street and gruckgitei‘sletfide'réhorm. t1Slhepvrvgfis watching the tall en In one 6 hman. . Tth eloveidlgite studhenfi' ed, " . e a use e um slow! about undre- Lm demurrer when" I - e row an a. v toned inher dark eyes. ’ 7° , , p Huxley was jealous. , 4 . CHAPTER II. p m Ar mes-r Iron-r. Tn: mantle or night had Mien . cod cl 0: Providence, but such a ma l upon the 8 W The sky was ’bleck 3 sq ns 0 £1wa snow w .. h the deserted thor- It was‘e night inHW h people love to stick home and fireside, and devoutly thank Ewen thgyt a root above them, and thick wall; has out the wild wintry weather. ‘ Agni m- 1': child, the outcast, on suchn night! 9 , intense darkness which red, Mafia New England city, the hourgléwzvu ' y. . ' 'l‘hehright kli and lowing eteadil out onthe rigging” e many ,wigdows of Unite; .sion of Arthur Flemi by Mend 0 showed that the nois studente‘ were doors. masher poring ove¥ a ebraic ehetrusitl and delvlngdeep into Greek axial 'Letin derivatigs. Perhaps they were domg neither; most l[Kirostzily this parka was the truth. Eight o’cloc had just sounded mm a. neigth , be]: ’ when from the southern door of Univero sity all, fronti College street, a closely-mum -— form stole mild, out, and hurried away 111 the storm. has h'l‘ii: form west??th and as he mac te eironga e u . “ W151, I’m off at at events!” he muttered, I c- ing back; “and Steve will be there, too! - can ound the obetinatetcllowl He m' ht have staid for he can easil fib to old ‘ Cax.’ s it is, unless they door, an the numerous books scattered. in . about, will feel the cod old man, we’ll “catch ,‘ I. that’s all! Whew! hatestorml What a. wind And yet, there are some people who don‘t heed it- On’t’.’ . The rental the student’s muttering: was curried away by the mad blasts, which tore up the street. > ‘ Wre DI)ng the proverbial college shawl around him well, t e young ham tturned at once end took. - we u Prospect s roe . lengn Thorne was on his way to keep hisng ment with the stately Myra Huxley, the manurean er's daughter. _ V . Despite the unpaogitious weather. its troopmg, winds whirling but one of snow, the mccly mum , Esq., the o d merchant, glowed in brilliant iilum etion from" " to bottom. And why should it not? What the rich old i tea-merchant for the storm without, when within his A royal residence there was such a. surfeit of richness, abundance and cheer? ‘ . This eventful December night, the 18th, or the year 1853, was the birth-night of the apple of. his eye, his daughter, Madeleine—her seventeenth birth; day—and the old father intended to celebrate the event with a happ and a grateful heart. , 4. ; Madeleine Flem was t 6 joy and pridetof old man's life; she was the bright sun, whic , cast its warm rays over the father's wintryi She was his alll The ball to be given, this co ' m- ber night-this celebration to be 0 beerved‘m to" excel in splendor every revious similar ' Carri es, with mu ed, snow-clad drivers been roll nig up to the broad tewe , from an éer’ly hour of the eveni ; pend-flitting r , in satins,‘ silks and tarletens, ad, darted hurriedl% the « an. , pie hell-doors with their cheery light. ; ‘ ‘ £if}:misergemWmall‘s:“2111mm”. lend und e r one re ‘ e‘ ‘ er ' ‘ two huge eggdeliers, whngp flung brilliant radiance over the room. Already there was news]: - endajumthe large apertmen ,in la " un-‘ committiny filed for Arthur Fleming" by halves. He had slighted none, and certainly 7 ' hall of the elite of Providence were there. Diamonds flashed, rubiestwinkled, egg gagqu ’ dresses shone beneath the brl Madeleine Fleming, as she beside her, proud father, in the center or the mom, receiving the Com. I gratuletions at her friends, was the cynosure or an} /. . eyes. ' . Well might shebe. Tall, ele ntl tom rounds ed, active end graceful, mode? 31%: heshfu y send possessed‘ her clear agar] spot-tin the natural ti 0 at nnot er, summed and crimsoning, as she bowed to . able warm congratulations of some ardent masculine m rer. ’ / » Still the pressi throng crowded in, emptied their “freedom loads, and n unite more conge rs. , . ' batch or guests arrived,- anti”. c ecks at one time andcani thsiiddely “mat: the dc ly k a Slow e WE. use so e room. , , theypmcyeeded, and at last good beneath, flies? ‘ glare of the chandelier. I , .. a . Myra Henley, arrayed fir all the splendor ' V ter which an almost unlimited command or ’ could give her, stood there, leaning on the -, Fenton Thoma. the young collegiate. = h andhigh spirits; '. .' rattled away to? I V f1 Z" ‘ ‘ l ‘ ‘ ‘ : mums-mimic” 't wfisnmyn! , ' e (, 1- v‘l‘he student’s cheek was oglow with excitement. . Hisrlch raven heir was flun hack so that it fell beekoverhis should 18_ large brown eyes sparkled as‘ he glanced _around him. ' . ~ And her. midnight tresses -, from her pzl’e thin face and forehea , in heavy coils, s ' sgklingyxthprocious stones, her piercing, jet- b k eyee'flashing around her, looked a Very queen .; , I or, rideendecorn. , _ , ' , V re. ‘Hoxley knew wellithe dazzling beauty of ,«x I Mo, eleine Fleming, and she had reason to fear that _ v x, I , Fenton Thorne would not prove insensible to it. It ‘ hehoowed her to make a grand agpearance herself on this particular night; and she id it. . I As the two stood for atmoment, beneath the chan- , r, they were approached by two gentlemen, from dillerent quartcrsof the room. They were or ,, rnyedin the lighter fashion. As they drew near they boWed. .l“How fare yo athered " away u, cousin?” asked Ralph Rose, a short,,burlyd.men, rather abruptly, and completely Wei-no ' . . . dit‘Well, quite well, thank you, Ralph," and the manufacturer’s daughterhalf turned from her cousin to,=meet, to her, the noises disagreeejole, but tar more me ill greeting of Stephen Smith. , , 5 ~ "few commonplace remarks were passed, as the r . ‘ and there for a moment; then they turned Lair young creature in whose honor the v _ en. ‘ Thome’s gaze fell on the dazzlin face flame Meme Fleming, he paused ingévolun- ._ I _%avensl How beautiful!” he muttered; in ,, , w §per ofundisguised admiration. H “1811mm ent.,myhoyl Notsoloud, though I’ll ~ 1, ,‘notcontradiet your assertion." whispered Stephen " Wk, who stood close behind : ; malty-moved, on, , I i ' Eyre Henley had heard that unguarded expres- « Mashhad felt the sudden tremor of the strong arm, on which she: was leaning, and she had heard. ' v mime Kentuckidn’stwarnin whisper. An angry, v ,emvious. thrill shot through or bosom, and she hit -: ‘ , 1,: 1 lia‘shal‘t under lip until the sham, pearl-like tooth «. ~ 1 ,. had almost foundt e couisin blood. . R ,. i . tz-she controlled hersel and walked steadily fan. a x r ' CHAPTER III. ; enmn ARI) snsnow. '- Furor? Tnonnn’s words had fallen, likewise on mother'ears than those of the impetuous, je ous ~ ME? and Stephen Smith; , t ' . ‘ lph» Ross had recorded each. liable in his _ manner-{hand had already re istere in his minds. vow of, to againsthim who ad given such utter- » , angettomhis thogghts. {it}! , 0d bet ’ . u , arm or momen ‘ e. arty sto ore the; old merchant and den 7 mgr. _ y AsMadeleiue her soft nzel eyes to meet the: , ‘salutetion of thestudent, she. started, her face coll end she cost down gaze. There was a 1‘ ,wfld’flutter at the maiden’sheart, as the collegian’s ‘ mggowkgfem mt ouhg‘irsfi'sam i i (1 he , l e w no w :1 rep y, an s scarcely noticed' Rel 11 Ross atail;tho hto Ste- ‘ woman she cordially held out her unglllgved right ; I ;. end she kissed the queeniy Myra, with a sis- ; men‘s warmth and freedom. 7 l ,. - But there was no'wermth in return from the lips \ of , manufacturer's daughter. ,- , , ) 8M Myr Healer searched hex: own heart, at that :mpinent‘ ,e WO (1 have known that she only Wished her lips had been wet with the poison of rfi‘horne, Thermal- l’ve heard of ymfi mfi young ginseng; glgdkhOésEél’Owiyf‘finsfl 1.1014 irathemln , menu, r u » in av new, one a or 1‘ gears ago in col. ge,‘nnd~'lam pleaysed toeweléomé is son at house \ man “ you see I-I-am already on aged and--” 'l‘u its, n :Ehehreshman started slightly, a-nd,'without row Flo ‘-' Thank you, thank you kindly. linlfleminx‘.” was ’ all the student could say,as an awkward blush spread overllilis face, and a telltale tremor crept into V a sec . . ' - ‘ p“Ay,inyyoung sir! And here. modeleineehe ,« in boy; give her our arm. Take it, soy, e- le ne! his stu 1 reception BUSINESS is now ' ' ut over, an I am eartin lad of it. Now Madeleine, show Mr. Thorns over t e house-vibe librai- «the conservatory, and so on”: and mark you well, ade- leine see that he eta enough to eat-ma)! he! X011 , see Mr. Theme, L eve not torgotten old times and college commons—~hai he!" and the hospitable old Eenfiexnlan ehnded his long talk, with I a wholetsouled. ea an , . Fen¥on home's'face was like a. furnace; he felt Myra’s nerv0us arm tremble‘in his, as she half with- drew and then replaced it,as it determined to as- sert priority of possession. The oung man. saw the extreme awkwardness of his posi ion; and Madeleine i as it she _ ed the floor would “open, and 1) er. ‘ , g ‘.’ n gulllfxcuse me, Mr. naming," simmered the young “ ti tut! that matters notl oxle will readily release you, for a time. Here, mith, ox; you,_Mr. Ross, escort Miss Hoxle ,v while Made- leine will do the hostess with Mr. enton Thorns, the son of my old classmate and driendl" 1 As for Stephen Smith, the Kentuckian, he was at that moment, most intense husying himsc bin looking in an entirely differen direction; of course he most .iirreverently unneeded the old gentleman’s comman . r , , Mr. Ross however,» stepped promptly forward. and “flirteiwmhmem We? a, i »’r vaouvume. aw 1111i gran mdee-msmt‘mss e ‘mpm 9.35 w e awayr , . . In another moment. the round ‘ arm of Madeleine ming lay in Fenton Thorneis. and the noble-lode in couple glided gracefully aw amid the thronf. :: tephen mith had already mingled familiarly n he asgelilribly,tan1d was ngw filigamestgiw with, some e ow-su ens,w 0, him, so a, g n trimmed with invitations to the;_.hell,'had- runbgge risk of being demerited, for; , study-hours. ‘ ‘ ‘ j * The moments, and hilarity and hwwrsood- onellsides. I .‘ Once in the course of“ near an etaym; and a. train rooms. in cloud had passed over I “And W year I” then-4’ His ' ice sunk m emglapar” ‘ , em inaudible. - “ Aggeotgld Wefioome» axleytglows‘his dgiughtfii; e m 0 ~ 5‘ two mse tve’efifleell, we wyere mt lends, ‘ d he gears iaith~ tuiremembmnce otoidgru es _ ' do so; 1’ amnone such! r g, to come across ’i“ir££p%s’i3“§e‘7° 330% it?“ 1”}? But u: 7 ‘ ‘ , o . , one , n , ‘ era was a shade. too, on the student’s brgw. , , “fie old man and the young walked away. arm in CHAPTER 1v; _ § , ' ‘ “HEARTS Ann hum ' 4" 4' hour was we'xin n} we? on. At halt-past evenhamfirs lei-the spa- were throwno " a ‘ eious dining-hall , ifl cent collation was served. - ‘ {W at the fiend of the table stood Madeleine a: lather; and raises:- thetgi, rad and triumphen 53006. ‘3 Br‘en' ,ton »l0rne, e r mam, ., u- -_ The youth seemed intoxicated withj , and his. cup of pleasure was runningnover- Royal: 7 , nrdoubt, itwasrudeand "36' mayonnap V “ 1:013», more the girl who , odueed him at; ,e inan- sion, and through‘whose matrumentom .,,.~';mainl ,g honed-gem access them It net‘g’xactly iii " i , err , ,.7.» ' w ' ‘_ l Lorna ' with a smile on his lips and, respect _in his A '11. ~ But, while M u did not smile upon him, she 1*: not repel he dared not do so, for several mesons; ' ~ ' the most cogent of which was, she did not Mel-to appear in so huge a comgany without an escort. But, between-her and Step en Smith there was no love, not even friendship. . I _ She turned her stony stare at last from Bhutan Thorne’s face, and placing her 'eweled wrist frenle in Stephen Smith’s arm, walk grand} away wit her new-found escort, who towered lot ilyiend’noble by her side. ‘ _ , , ,, , Fenton was hapgy; he could: nothe - _ .of y, ' glyrs. and‘he sew t rough the policy of , amend teve. ‘ - - The retreshments were atlast abandoned; theorize . merry sound of music swelled aloud in the room; then, speedily, setts were formed, the heavy floors were creaking to the measuring. , and swing of the dance. Without knowmngW~ 1y, Fenton Thorns found himself by the side (3% the blushing Madeleine, and then the dance began. an; Looki 0' up, the young Freshman’s facewas mint» ' scarlet, w en he saw his iris-mete, Myra ~Hoxley, her partner bein Ralph Ross. One mad lance from; her eyes shot at 'm, and then shot to the “smug. ‘ corners.” _, ' 1;, «to. J , Ste hen Smith the Kentuckisn, stood hy,_with old 3 Mr eming, an looked on. Hisva was sad “and « giei'llftusi hiSuddenly he dise' ppeared, and Rented lost 0 , rm. -‘ V A .. ’ e dance ended. Weefiness crept‘apeoe over the ' COWPQHY. Furs end mufi's, cloaks and-shawls were _ sgam in requisition. Carriages were again cmh- , mg over the snow, and rollingu to the door. The e ‘ guests were beginnin todepart yscores; ‘ :,- v Away ground the urge mansion, in gloom afi‘d‘ ' uiet, was the conservatory,e large apartment 1 3' t eve description. Suddenly. two formrglldfil slow y into this quiet room, and v. seated themselvas on a rustic bench. . a , ' “Why, Mgra,” said the some voice of rtman. " 4" you are Ii 9 a~sflly~pated school-girl, to myths loestl Everybody in the roomhas noticed‘yegmf-np‘ ' ' ‘ pearance tonight.“ ,, V i - “And have not'oocasion to be angry,- Ralph ' ,,Rnss?” demanded the other‘fleroely. ‘f are} not Been? neglected by this b can boy~ay, insulted by , m n I V.‘ 3 “Well saidAMyra; but the fellow was :30th- leslsl 35,1mpudent. He deserved to have hisears pu e . ’r i ' ’ 4 “ And his ears should be pulledhad Lemar." * 7 she snapped out, significan . y ' r __ 1- r' “W owl abroad hintrmyteiroousinl I, know ’m a. Junior, and this boy a T! can » notfor tame!" I would not you... moguls. immdfiel I-IoKeVigr, “med, h is m en n owe. e B Vated by-b' that thing—thawing» ,, W , “That mum! That's goodly p then celebrity, you know, me" - . r r ‘i “ Tush! tool! {was the , ’“Ney,'nay,00usin. deal, not in suehezplefiresg-V theymfimmcesserfiegg Ida nogodeserrertlseg v May ' serve on xjng‘w the is ’3 one, r“ , know Madeleinelsto mine. ’ A; .7 “Yoursl why you do not care ionizer! You are. s after lag: honey. and-WM! am maid that Kenton». 1 “Mono 1" exclaimed weatherman-fly, . of her‘rremarkup aylyou havede t! _ ‘ sweetghnrmlesxim cent cousin oi! minel'wusreetterm ‘ i » - cannot deceive me! ,Old Theme that, is n millioneig; he can buy old . For a-moment there Wasesfienoerultseem'n’dm the manufacturer‘s promise tor» oi i to control herself, sot ’ she a on miy. sit is gtn‘she agokegendhermioes \ {emf > "You are right, Ralgh: I confess it, for I can not conceal it from on. , dolove n oney, and I would have Fenton ,orne’s nncely inheritance to be But, be ore Heaven, I love him, love r himet times/madly; I cannot deny it!” « “21 would“ ashamed, at least, so openly to admit it," said the man, with ‘a coarse sneer. ‘But," he cOntinued, as if struck with a ‘sudden thought “ c'o Myra, we’ll enter inton league, ofleusive an defensive; we’ll be allies." x / ,“ AhI—go on, Ralph." “ Yes, I must marry Madeleine, though I confess to on, I do not exactly love her. But I ave sown w doom in mytimel The truth is, m exchequer is low, and the old governor’s treasury as a hole in ' .-: In other words, I want Madeleine for her money, though the girl is fair to look 11 n; andluyes,*you 7 want Fenton Thorne, the ups , for money. too-— a and. for a. little love stirred in." - , The girl ondered for a moment. She was a bold sign, adoring schemer, though but eighteen years c v v , “I’ll “agree, Rel wrnkmther, . I’ll be governed by you.”, i . “(l ! We must wean him from her, and vice ~ » verso. .You- do the former; I the letter. Poison her A to him. I‘ll blast him to her.” I ‘ “And your first move, Ralph f“ asked the girl, in a. doe? interested voice. ‘ . “ Bayes, I’ll just thrash that youngster, anyway, intends. or 80; and— Hench—Ree ) still—still as the gram, yra; , I "l? we sunk down behind a. cluster of r r , trees as Madeleine Fleming, leaning ' $11 ' sign the armed tho! Fiergton 'ljillgrne, the colle- w ener. eue rec s. 6mm. Theme, the gut miss ' a: ‘ I—-—I em aired --” ' Madeleine, Misc Madeleine—of me?” I do not mean--I—‘~I do not know what I ’ 2 _: _ let us go—comel" and she endeavored to ,7 , :away. v * .‘ .~»oue moment, Madeleine; I must call on “Ml; «- 21m re you, grant me one moment,’ he , V. , a warm, excited breath, as the girl m]; endeavored to move on. “I have but one word, us! Come, let us WWW and-to veme,m sweet girl, or "eh- I it! ’1 m ongiMadexemeh our turn ' k _. not away; I know I am bold, but—«hut I can not 1101!) it! Speak, Madeleine, but so. not now, neither yea nor nay; simply tell me you w let me lave you, an}? that you do not hate me!" .1 e nosed for breath and awaited her answer. M eleine did not withdrew her hand from his im- , Md i ‘ ' _ 0M1! me said, quite calmly con- ' sideflng the circmnat “mm.” “a “that Mym . ‘. .fioxlsy, the amiable and beautiful i is the chosen 01,10“ hem" ‘ . , 5;. gm” 19.13 most strangely at fault! . Amway: Idonoteven llkeherasafxiend;she f m. / i‘ ‘ “Na ,there, Mn'ThOme; she ism 1’ en . ' but 11 .whis swordinyonr 881'."y ri d But, .8118 V over. , ’ It was but three words that the maiden , they lienton Thome’s hot blood leap e ’iiilé‘éih ' M n ' m an ‘ eaven ‘ I L“ :1? gems now Fe’ntony {gent befly I l" L » ‘ , we Inns 1!? , turned at duos train the conseflggol‘y and bent lei: way toward the parlor, now being fast de- ' sorted, 3‘ " , a "310W! M 30:1 )3 ‘ arose from “ thelrhigingy-ufiwe. “wimp W V 1;" I . bk you new, Myra? asked Ross. in a :. (s A ‘ 3 ' “-" itch. much,msn! But cornmeal! tlie’cali'risge£ M.Whome;ueel faint." monothermomen £116! 7 left the silent sleepingrohamber or the owers. . ‘-hadthey gone. when n telltorm slova 11," she said; “I’ll agree; we’ll, Ihear— Ha! heret eycomel” ~ _ whereon lay‘piles of books, memcmnda ‘ not as tig t as they might be.” ‘WAsgrr LOVE 9 reared itself from the gloom and stepped out into. the middle of the room, through which sires a bro flash of light from a distant street] That light disclosed the dusky brown face of Ste 191;? lemon, the Kentuckian. He drew a. deep, long w st 6. , - “I did not mean to eavesdrop,” he said." sofflv, “when I came here to get a. breath. of unadulter- otegs’gxygen; hut—but, methinks I‘ve heard so- cre . i ' He left theroom and sought the arlor. He had but entered, however, when he me Fenton Thorne, lwearing-n perturbed, half-sheepish, half-repeth 00 _ , “ Why, Steve, I’m in a mess now! Myra has gone without me I” ’ “I do rot blame her, nor can you,” was the blunt re 1y. “But come, Fent, we must be «off to the co ego. All the cart-in s are gone, and" thanks to your muddling of an? we'li have to foot it all the way—a good mile and a half—a. storm in your race, and two feet of snow under our pumps! ugh l" _ Th leftthe hospitable me on and bent their we t rough the wind and snow. upto Benefit street- amt thence down to the somber-looking college, an Stephen Smith opened his mouth to his friend only onceion that lon v tramp, and then it was to say: “There’s a litt e game playing, Font, mg. boy, a trump game—between hearts an diamon l" ’ ON the night after the great all in honor of Mad- eleine Flowing: hmthdo h‘enton Thorne and Ste- phen Smith, 11 “chum, as ’ate in their cosey room, twen dour, Unfiersity Hall. 3 y hours had passed—that is to my, men had turned resolutely away from ,. calculations, torn envelopes, etc. The: f lamp, its re 3 now free to beam wheresoeverftheylwould, the s 6 being removed—shone cheerllyoround the com. _ ~ j . - It was certainly very comfortable in old ""l‘wenty- - four U. IL,” however bleak end'raw walled the Winds without. ‘ , , r Fenton Thome’s face wore a. disturbedfi-un expression, as it his mom! had been» gm ' wit 1 some knotty cguestlon, and that the question had gotten the be or of the mind. ‘ ‘- , Stephen Smith sat quietlylléyfi, apparent uncon- cerned, his long legs raised i N above his end», his slippered feet resting on the edge of the mantle. The Kentuckmn’was lazily puffing awayat agent!» me “Bowlmtan, With a. reedhwood stem, then as now, a luxury. But. as the good fellow watched thec nqtestoons of blue smoke,.,aostfng above as t was easy to see he was not exactly easy m . w The friends had been earnestly conve' , and now-doll; 3% $11 whicllxmsiued, theybwexile zkilé ragga I vmy_ rawu_,tosve' s a. stingin’ nigtht outsi’ge, Mypldsasheg‘nre and V rew 1m» chair nearer {mascara not a The young Kentuckiwrélencéderouud nt ;: Como, come, Font, rouse yum-sell!" V I am not asleep, Steve." i 5 “You had as well be: Bnthgmne. ammo those atters disturb you, though t We no «day you Fenton (1 Word. him ave acted a. litt e user a little Mrs, on"an boy and Myra Hox ey thatth Inuit)?" fl elm-y “i don’t care a Snap 0‘ my finger My I . . . » wet . j ,, “That‘s 3 ate ) respect her. W to a woman and occupies theiposmon at g; Besides of». she more: tether have mdswmenegs '9... .5“. 7 lm. ’I7Meny a good dinner you have eaten at their I e v ’ eae' hen Smiths e quietl and seriousl . ' ’“Pghaw, Stevelpdflow widow and gill you talk!” exclaimed Fenton Thorno, somew vex- atiousl . , “Singles of Euclidl, I in-ational and»: silly! And you a Erashy, Fentl By Jove that’s icy, uy, Arctic!" and the Kentch laughed low and good~naturedly. f “Fenian me, Steve; Idld not mean to be rude, or— 7 ., I “I know it, my be , I know it. I liked you, Fen— ton , from o day I first laid eyes on you. To save you from colle're tricks and annoyances! tookyou in with me, find and}, Feet; your face was 3 and I wanted you for a ' end. ’ . The words were spoken/in a low, soft tone, as the Junior looked kindly upon his chum. "Yes, yes, Steve, my good old fellow, and you know I love you,”'und the young men drew closer to his friend’s side. “I believe it, Font,,a.nd that’s enough for me. But,” and he looked strai lit at the other, “you did wheng last night in slight Myra Hoxley. Itried to‘yiamywm' L one [I f ' it Bu I l was}? ., a O'Dm .m t be] v my friend, when 1m, under the lnfluenoe of an el‘s eyes, when I felt the Warm, 0th adeleine Fleming, I could not . $9 ’ SeVerel moments was in the humor municative. ' gushing presence tear myself away! of taking, in fact, he was com~ Suddenly he turned toward Fenton. “Fent,’ he said, inaserious tone, his large eyes beaming frankly on his friend. “you love Madeleine Fleming” ’ " The Freshman started suddenness of the negotiation; 3’16 colored Vickiqu and stammered: 6 n _ ' . o o - ,‘fDoi'i’t deny it, Font; your manner owns to the ‘ softimpeechment.’ I say you love the maiden!" “ who I you so smart, Steve?" asked the otheryredd‘ , , enhag‘ , and attempting anevasion. ,anim keyeremart, 3: ho - butlheve e nee,” use sigxgfleeit re ly. xes' ‘ r ,‘ l” *Wtehov: youdgee Steve ” asked the Freaking? . ova n log arev anion. . y, lmg’segng—l-vg ; I few you constantly in the young ’ 1:. saw ourev - went, spoofing mmfion; I tum mmmd Enoulgh. Steve! I Stand confessed! Now shrivo llei‘rfimd‘”3l°i‘mefis“ “mm” m , / so ' were t‘h ‘ would even bottle the air fhoj’gf‘ound She t ' I “ There Font! testing and expect- Enou hi I am a‘Junlor 'ou allow some htgitude o: h with freyshc gigging, to say, my y, that you are gettm a “rim its; tuckian swords were as pithy as his tone 'hm ' I ’ men; so, 6‘ L on no heart St 011141 ' spgak thusl" excumee’thegi’ztgl,“ 3'0“an .no'; What! I, Stephen Smith, of Kentu , no ear“ Spirit or my deported ancestry! But, ing aside lent, l have a heart—ame heart, a. heartfllled with love fortwo~" V V . , “ mefiteve? “Why drummed" $593; I lgve egvothtgdly," 3am , as e.wa ‘gfrhgtmm hi; I rings smoke which ‘ n'yous o ashamede on new I Your m is not honest: .m’? surged: A‘vzfd heathey chosen the Junior, mummy.” , _ V, “First, dear old mother in Kentucky—god bless _ : Fenton Theme,theli‘reshm bless-him!" was the soft shame luaudifié ‘ .d’a‘onfltevoi" and the routed-am m I with my whole ‘_ _ - ' WAS IT LOVE 2 passed in silence; but Stephen 3 still to his friend, and took his hand aflectionetely, almost revemntiauy in his own. But, Stephen Smith was himself again. “Go ewe. , Fent,"yhe muttered, “or you’ll make me childis 1. But now, my friend, that you have confessed a to me, I suppose you can keep one 1mm, m6 ' ’, » ry me, Steve," was the quick reply. .“ Well, Font, I once had a love-scrape, myself." The Kentuckian spoke very calmly and, carelessly as the blue smoke curled around his head. _ ‘EYou, Steve? Why you never told 'me this- “I had ne‘oocesion to do so, endwhy should I tell on?” , v ‘ ' y “ Begouso I trust you with all my secrets-every 0 you don’t," said the Junior. " ".At all events then, Steve, I tryto do ao,"seid Fenton, looking down. . 4 _ . -— “Keep on trying, Font, and you mil tell me. much more.” ‘ Fenton Thorns ocverti turned his gone on, his friend’s face and scanned t hurriedly, though closely. \But Stephen Smith's swarthy visage was calm and innocent, and he was still watching thelaet feathery ring of smoke that circled above him. . . “,Well me all about it, Steve; I want to hear every thing you know. I never dreamed of such a thing) Go on, old fellow; ’tis not half post-ten, and I could sit up all night hear your love- . sore. s." ' w . , “(5:3qu you, indeed? However, it takesxlautnfew' -» momen and after all it may not interest you. Neverthe ess, in view of certain Weed! thought I would tell you.” ’ ’ , “Go on, good old Steve, and don't tantalize feu‘i‘iashfim Lie F 1) gm; a ' “ . ' to enter ut are . sure you would 11k??? tohear’ot th cont. q love—scrape of miner" ’ " ,, r “Of course, Stev ; I am dying to hear it." ' 3' “Exactly. W, Jone year ago, on mymtumto ' . etion, Ibeeame aoqmunted with - a bewitchin? mg creature, just sixteené-mdn ~ blonde. Oh ‘soft blue eyes!" - “ Yes, Steve' your taste’was good. eyeicmtlimhboéubt d 3t meal-mp; “xac , en' 11 on. me' etting s13); y. Well, I fell in love with ’ net as you ave fallen in love. Ah! I was in then! At every opportunity, in and waited on the rl. I neglected in ou are goi h! the t that I before you‘re cured. sixteen, you know—I, I p , » ‘. ' “Yes, yes, Steve' and what then?" end Fentoa~ leaned over, anxiously, toget the anew-en v, , , ' “What then? Enough truly, forme;1or,;ank-x , » my stars, Iwas resto once more ’ ” anfi managed by a late industry to mated: ‘ 00 , . , _ “Bu'hStevg, vivgut are . on 0.! course 6 3a. ea- requ _ .m, tillyoulmfi untold?" ‘ r- ~: - hen émith bent his head and a moment. V Then looking up, he “1;! £3; memorywnervee me unswe ,verydisinctl ,‘No.’?‘ , , “Oh! whatapityiw aglty > ‘ , r V g ‘fYoucannotmetmit Fen Hand n ' flashed over thexentudldan I. r ' -r 5 “I do! The irl treated you meanin ‘ know you. Butt. Stevefiheomue?" . ‘ Lithium moo little Stave, her name?" ‘ = 8 s bluemgny v. ' remand‘ him. ' on ' Above W .L, CHAPTER Vl’. ' ‘ ’ CONSPIRACY. , ‘ -' - Iitll‘ms Bonn by some enthusiastic admirers ed the belle of Pi‘OVidehce, was the only child of cotton-nulls in the neighboring suburb of Oliieyville. ' , Myra was very highly educated, having received ' her tuition at a“ce'ebraied seminary on College street just a. stone’s throw from the universit‘ on the hill. She had just graduated, being only ht- een years old. / , - Eenton Thorne, the Freshman, was about nineteen , yearn of age. The youn man had entered college on] two and a half mont prior to his introduction to e reader. ’ ' When the young man first came to college, he bore letters iron: his father to oldvliir. Hoxley, the manufacturer; hence his intimacy with the family on Pros ect street. ‘ Made ine Fleming, like Myra. Hoxley was'mothere ' less; but she was blessed in having such a; father .as‘ , »»old>-Arthur Fleming the retired tea-merchant. ‘ There was no cor iality between Welcome Hoxle , and Arthur Fleming perhaps/not the slightest gooc - ' will, though {their daughters were, seemingly, inti- ~ , . mate and street-innate. ‘ . ’, , ‘0! Stephen Smith and Ralph Rosethe reader will v 4, learn more it he continue to the end of this vera- (douslifehistory. ‘7' fl * v “Welcome Huxley, the manufacturer, walked, in ’ _ l _ g mention“) and down the limitsot his x . t was early evening. The gas lighted, and tea. had but now been ed? ' r .1 4 ,- as usual in an; elegant evening dress. sat sewing-table. She was leaning one elbow on , , 1e, gazing abstractedly at t e light needle- ' hetero her. Occasionally she chewed viciously while a scowl wrinkled her narrow. white M 'gound the boyl He was rude and insultingl" ,jthe old man“ suddenly, using and I . tinsel intoalargevelvet—eus ioned chair. ; _ _ g o;be taken») the bah “face of Madeleine Flcms ‘ 0 ‘i V 3' ‘mm.’ ah! -I* atethe name. I only rc- g Myra, that I allowal on to attend the ball at i . oldhir Absolute Every ody’s house." "‘I,.,’t00, father; then Fenton had not seen this I “Sireul By Jove, you speak truly! She is a siren or a witch l’ But: then, Fenton, the booby! I : -_thoili'ght‘ oved you ’ - . -' “’ do not know, lather: renter: Thorns is no , . . , ugh, massed? Then he‘is a rascal; you can choose , for yourselfi I tell, you. Myra, this affair, this love- , bqfween these two you fools shall go no erg, havegood reasons the it should stop now g, * 5"! gay, men, rather." V "Do you love this boy faithfully, Myra? Do you I (love: Eamon/[home at all?” suddenly asked the old man, looking straight at his daughter. {But the girl did not replyat once. '4 81mm? Cfim‘ caning tin flashed for a moment over her marble and on she answered: ; ‘- ‘ v . “ .‘ Yes, father; I love Fenton Thorns.” \ The‘words were calm and earnest. ’ -' "Do you love him solely for himself? Of course, ’ter, you know that ,old Thorns is a very . ' “'Iknow it, father and I love Fenton Thorns, first for his ‘ cted gold, sewn andinaless degree, ers his for,me » I thought the same. y", ' h u ted the old man. with seen-satis- ‘ 5 ~ chugging igthat's right‘wMyra.” that’s right! ‘ w‘ _ ' vqweyeo ,_ to main chance. :And, i i r “11"” here voice sunk very low, “we must myourai .m arrangethings so thatflaere can be no failure. wall aid you. is) princelrtortune must not" be allowed to slio awav . \ y 'I I -- ‘ mm LOVE? - \ ‘ Let us see that no one can uppr~ \ ch and then,’ Myra, we will have a littlev’eonfldenti ‘ oldweicoquoxley, the owner of one or the largest I " I . r ‘ it and looked out into the ‘had the will to plot and execute any ‘ sudden aflair I am actuated from you; for I—Ipneed cm alliance, Just sun-‘1: none as Fcnton Thorns and his rfiwuwnde would make. 113 unawares ai talk." “Yes, father.“ ‘ ' ~ 'r ‘ The old \manrarose, and oing to the door, opened all. Then he closed the door, turned the ke in the lock, and came back, the same tune, close to Myra, drawiu h schair a who ea b the tahle. . “Myra ‘he be an, in a low, excited tone, “we must spoil this ttle game 'at once; and bark you, girl We must not scruple at the means." . His voice was harsh, ost menacing. .But the ‘ girl was made of stem fl; she was not apparently startled at the words of such dark import/or she had nerve eno h to conceal it. ' r " “I am hate . ‘ you say,” she answered, raismg her lustrous black eyes to the old man’s gaze. , _ , That look revealed to the father .i’ “I have every confidence in y speak freely. We are working tog" e é—Ii-tor you, you for me—that ,i‘s, indirectly; you know. And, my dau liter, we can not afford ail!” . “ on are certainly in earnest, father,” said the girl, quietly. , ' “ It behooves me to be- m y two motives." “ And those motives, father?" , \ “ Mom: and muses!" , I ' “Revenge father: You utonish me. Revenge: And upon whom i” ' x a“ Arthur Fleming;imsy.»£eaven curse him and his!" was the'ilerce answer-.9 ~ / v Myra Hoxle‘yi started vivieutly, and sat upright; her attention was now thoroughly aroused. - “What mean you, tether?" atlength she stam- g,‘ father, and respond ny to what ' daughter. But in this . mered. , ,. ' “ You are blind, Myra, to fail to see that between , Arthur Fleming and .m self there is no lovegfiost. ” “I have tho ht it, timer.“ ' ’i , I ' ‘ “ “ Now you now it. rd the ground he treads, the air he reathesl » , my aughter, you are old enough to beint : .;.; secret; I will tell you‘one." / “ Yes, father; I am listening.” ,“ Arthur Fleming and here in Providence. As far as loan remember, we were rivals. .We entered the same school; Fleming secured the prizes, ay, every one _ on on- tranoe. We wont to college, and again homing was victorious, while I 3 no honors. Time asset! on, an, as tor-tune would have it, I fell in yo with aw te, pale-faced girl, a doll baby, witlé e o glam hair and blue eyes integer adelelne Fleming, Don’t start; ryfiho’l‘orm, so ,, she said;~ but she , as m self w u together geek 3” p a dentally Arthur Fleming~how I hate himwsaw the and, well, _a he secured thatw llch I utter the girl’s lergefortunei We meta—Fleming $141111)" self—an quarreled. I slapped his face. He chal- lenged me; a duel was fought, and, today, in wet I whether, I feel my fival’s pistolshull here," and his he lace . " , , than ma mm mm on “ Nor was this ”’ continued the old h after a 3 an, 01 16-44114: Pause; “for then came the gmath‘ottle start is for succ ‘ 10171110318 . «Harold was . mggy , ass, 3* . . s n b ' witsumd 1-4 a scant ch'Brit}“stimuli: Heaven, I did“ Won“; . . Arthur Fleming end'Wel‘oome secret toes and avowed rivelsi‘ Y Art -‘ ' r is not as rich ashe we was !, Thegvms Whefi he ownededozenosflnesldpsss the; fires. lxlnflmlsniolglnaud lull, am r . eyyillo' ' - . 1 ,. ; ut, those t words of the -oid"r£‘mnufuoture were not Spoken triumphanle , ‘ B ' Henley, still “1 r . ' was, a shade in a word he married "More than 4 ‘ 1m...” “no” -. “Tutor cement. s h ‘cuztlng the 132%“ I of doubt, or sadfiessieend a. tinge of melancholy in the tones of Mr. ex 3’. 1. - ’ Myra, after listening to her father's story, set still. Then she looked up and said: . “Well, father, our day of trmm h must comel' I mint win Fenton Theme from M elelne Fleming- I must marry Fenton Thomel" ‘ “ I ed omen, to that!“ “ I’ll gr'lumph. tether; I doubt it not. Ralph Ross 6 is my too, on ' been your husband, ' M Ross! He’d have Myra, but he had no money!" V an; Easy, tether! I hate him, and— Hal there’s Old Hoxley strode to the door and turned the key. Then he quietly resumed his seat. A few moments, and the girl tapped on the panel. Then, without wait! , she opened the door and handed in a. card. M re. Hoxley’s lip curled withscorn, as she glanced at t e on sved bit of pasteboard. “Tell t e gentleman, Mary," she said, in a voice like ice, “ that I am’ e ed, and not in the mood to receive him, of all v itors. Tell him my exact words, endhere, ve him back his card.” 0 girl sta but, taking the card, bowed and left the room. In a. moment more, through the open door of the sitting room, old Hoxley am his daughter heard the street door shut. and hasty steps hurrying “ elmpudent fellow!" exclaimed M, rs bitte . “ Who was it,'my dsu liter?" , Y ' fly glFenton Thorns, the Freshman," was the laconic re y. - ' ’ . CHAPTER VII. ms mom or 31mm. ' Two days after the eventful ball. and the morning - after the occurrences, as related in the fore oing r, Fenton Theme sat in hi; room in co ego. He . Inst returned from chapel exercises, and was wait ng now for the bell, to summon him to the Staph “win * strid usly d on was oro u an down the chamber, hook £335, and flinging a. weighs» otter; to am his 185301;! ~ “ma; 3 , post “dying Wt}: wig “ ‘ t lnpongood ‘St ' mm en c on was no humor, for he had air missed more recitations than was ex- :chtg compatible with an honor-stile standing in his Atien hhe pedsndoutthetextbook.most stop em hat upon the table. * “hung???” there! will you? I‘ll not get the headache, crumml into the said head what it afiengtr, “1:?” it does not more than halt “ Height)! What's the matter, Steve?" asked 353% 8 _ ,7 Why, I don wthls stupid lesson; and, on are smash» the old doctor never tor ets moi ’ “out the I Steve,"said thegFreshmsn, we: Ems notto-dayi'l‘hislsmylast chance and my’gg'is just minus one i! not ~ :13 ’respected fGovemor” ogohishléo f31$w§l§ . . - r or were bothan under old ‘fim’ found me full 6 snowstorm and M Hox Igyhe exclaimed, as the door was sfidenly ed, and a letter flung in. a. the letter ,“ said; missive toward his The mailman tool: the letter and glanced inquire ineg at the sgfinge mperscription.‘ \Then, tearing gags the at? I pe, he spread out the tolded sheet, .' Athlete. his taco I WAS IT LOVE? arose, nnticipated hlmb walking toward . _ , {ot’lhe eald' “Ilioid on the n ht ot the ball." «. / y ' ninhut Kline‘s , ! crimsoned: then a. deadly puller passed oVer it, as he read on; he hit his lip furl 0 Benny, it required but a moment to read thnt note; ‘ for, however weighty the contents, they were briefly J ven. .. . T“ ’Tis not" serious—no dispatch, I he ' gent? and the entu‘ckian looked annoust at it en . _ ~ » “Not exact serious, Steve, but certainly very annoyin . Relaird the letter yourselg," and he handed the half ed missive over to ins fnend. f Sngephen Smith took it. and mthout ado read as o ws: , “ “Id “Emmi-any mil: 0 no ne w dirty my boost: b? in a men; but this (as the mos convenient)meens,.to no you, that unless you make ample apology to me, I ictst- --tor the insults you have flufi ’at ' that a. ‘ fie M mpg? ey.bysix Ruthie (1337,}. be necessl uted to trouble myself to m extent 01 ed- fliyogd a tgirlish ; on or before to. emen on a. ve. on know. Think a little and wisely andbe grate ¥ul for this gdvice; else expect to soon mind - ' V s we Wes-e. ' “ Tithe curilé't?xgleimlgd Feéiton, hisface n m pass n" e are a. ronme, ’ —" “ YesII know you will, nge timeon upiesor' ppltnker- l‘nfwo‘rd tothewise,‘ I and Font; but he must not my » ' a. finger on you. Take my counsel, and do not notice ” ' this you part in a I—Hcllol ther that‘s certain. The next moment, the Kentuckian, with an air of reckless determination left the room and bent his way toward the recitation room. _ ’ V n. The day were away- the old weather-stained bell from the cupols on Universit Egg usual number of its raidinch the hour was; drawing near when 0 do ‘s we would hoover. Twice, that day, Fenton orne had _ . rival, Ross; but there had been no realization {rween them. , It th J ' reshm an returned e tuner I sneezing unflinchin ‘ Another int was also well established: Fenton Thoma no ape The reader must not , make all due ull . Should itbenecessary Icon-tel: our {his little am: " r y no}. 6 sounded the ' methisbugl; f ‘ was cert-sin, however that the .. £5251 " :menncing. l . ml: that the yOungmen ; 9.010533 1 Th ’ .3 , goes ebelLsndIknownotten 'nesinthelessonl" " apologies too, to Myra. Huxley“ onld r , t 3;" needed. In fact, he had thsttor objectin / g- ‘ at the manufacturer’s mansion the night" before: ' Astherenderhasseemhewasmdely ‘ and he had Macaulay seem to maketo Ross. ix 0 came; an ~past Stephen anal gator: w??ng their room, their 0 ore on per. Said tolletconsisfing in w thfir hands 3m Wage boots. . : Sudden a bold rep sounded on ' if. "Bofore * an answer could - . the h b? infidel, the door was Opened. and as figure 0 , Ross s there. . “ Is ggeamfifirfe‘s room 1;: he asked, bluntly. peel-in in e spertmen The gli‘reshumn but “ No sir it is claim here: though I am content to share friend, Thorns." word or so sayyto‘your {dental r. Theme,” anth pufished boldly e mad he. f will appoint with you easy whereon " to on a genteel thrashmg' ._ 0,115 be quick about it." ' i I O ’ L ’w shim." ” . , ego; your ardogy- we " «to, t it; ' direct. romyour lips. ' Indermntotoslehlsgzr. I to ,-, , i " 5w 1 “ I :,,,,wAs1TLoVEg This Was said in the latest of tones. ' “'Yon. are a blackguard, 1 Ralph Ross! Be no from this rooml". retorted the Freshman, trem ling r - with , on and he made a. hastyIstride forward. But t e tall form or Stephen Sinit stood promptly between the belligerents. . 4? L thrown himself on the defensive. ‘.,.“’Shl ‘sh Font, in .boy, none of this here. As for you, Ralph Boss, thong collegianthus to stir up a broil * I care not; I simply desire to chastise that sleek- ,moral' youth. But as I see I can not (1030 here,~'1 11 say to him, that I’ll be by Roger Williams’s . Rock at sunset to-morrow afternoon. If he dare show his baby-fa there, I’ll .319. it well for him i” Kentuclu _ ‘s face was with anger, as he answered, indignantly: ~ ' .“ Compared to you, sir, Fenton Theme is a ' .wel "5h , _ Will be there.” r The in 1y was somewhat staggered at this; but he y quitgily recovered himself, and said with a sneer: ~~~J°“ are “g e , ry good; it you are anxious for the honors of . the'birch, do me the loudness to make good your promise. I , .‘ . * ' z ‘ ._ .Without another word, he turned and strode away dow n the hall. ‘ ' ' » "‘l’ll not fail you)!” muttered Stephen Smith, -.»' ‘gamngatter him. , - _ ' 7 CHAPTER ,vm. . V name was memos. Mama and his pretty daughter Made- .» leine. out together in the library. Break set had .: fpassed. rather quietly. rather sad y, too, for the old : entienmn seemed, notexactly morese, but brood- -n or-a better worduforebodmg. h i '5 fl , owns readmgamornmg paper, av us ' n- . iished one and thrown it aside. As the 1:3 r entic- \ man chewed at his cigar, it was not dilficult see - thatins was troubled, that he was cogitating . dgeply.’ and that his thoughts were wandering afar " o _ 'Mladeleine was sitting quietly. by, sharpening a v' ‘ era “l, rotory'toputtin on a. few fin- ish mlwh goafan'cy sketch. 8 . ,_ , is thevtatherlaid aside'the paper,with a "haltsim attent gesture. v .‘f‘ili‘. eloine,’ he said, lguite seriously, “ have on young friend, ,. Theme since the ba 1’" #1717116 question was so sudden that thegirl blushed “ do .2: \ subject, however, mi ht not have been . ~ xoreignto Madeleine s thoughts. e recovered her- Manama-ed- ' . . . I J? ‘N. pa. ,thavenotfi.’ " .“. i n ' eta unite, my daughter, that he should : 9 have called? I main my day; I remember wall—3’ >~ - r “Indon’t know, 81am,” was the demure re ly, as ~ the girlsbent ever :- crayon pencil and con 'nued ‘2: , most assiduou to sharpen it. .‘lXeayon do now, Madeleine,” said the old man, “inn low voice looki straight at-his dau hter. - “Bea. on the Mr. horn my child? here , r» r Earn your fat er, Madeleine; treat Insist" me as’snch, for I love you as my The El merchant spoke very warm! ; for more - : so than the occasion seemingly requir ' . . , .‘Madelemeglsnoedathlm, and in a. moment her arms were around her father’s neck. ’ “ _ 1394mm: papal And I love you, papa, , ., for Ibave no one else, you know." , ? Theoldmsn azadkmdlyatuher. \ ‘ v j, , “Na clouding»: ,I am growing old; my child ' and the dsrkshore hes not far beyond me. It will is be‘lnr-View.’ _ I would not leave you alone. ' " and his time changed to one lighter and less »""., W.‘?march ourh Madeleine, and tell me « ftywcionowke enton ome; Speak, my" child Asxxisn'xiousto know.” . > ' : rx'gt‘iemdmen sigeoted atoms 0;! levity, but there r :3“ thrower momma. & terrible mew in-that , y ’ “a, '- “ . ~ , \ . 6.. 1' /_. lit-’you were too old a _ Shiva; he shallznot fight you. But mark you The daughtm' noted well and, quickly that pre- tended manner, and, as she wondered, aclond drew space over her heart. 4 , ' ‘- r , ‘ ’ But she answered after_a sight hesitancy: - ; “Yes father, I will be hon with. on. 1 do like Fent~ .»Thorne,’;and her face :o soiled like a sunset sky, as she bended over her work, endeavor. ixig— kt: conceal the tell-tale blood mantling her c we . , v » " I am rejoiced to know this," said the old man hastily and sincerely. his father. e were fellow-students. I, by some hocus-pocus, secured the valedicto , and Dick Theme, by real brain-work, the salute. cry. I won— der wh he did not send his boy to me, instead of to old We come Hoxley?” ‘ ' - v v ‘ “It may have been, gaps, that old Mr. Theme has had dealings with elcome Hoxley, and of coursel-J' “ You are right, Madeleine, are wondrogts‘apt at bringing, orwa excuses, ut “Myra oxley told me what'I have said, papa,” put in Madeleine, uietly. _ ' “Yes; my dang ter. And this white—faced, red- lippegltniym has an eye on young Theme; depend u on . . R‘Pshaw,"pa i Mr. Theme does not care any thilllfi: foiher ,' e told me sol" blurted the maiden, ri ' 011 ,/ Lz' Ah, indeed," and the old man arched his brews, while a. €enial smile broke over his hitherto sad face. “ I am g ad, very lad to hear it, Madeleine, for Myra Hoxléy- would ma e no man a good wife. But Mad- eleine, write a note to Fenton Theme and request h'm, in my name, to com here this evening to a" ’ .. . ' ~ ’ The young, girl blushed with a. badly-concealed joy, and she drew out her‘ portfolio at once. Sud- denl‘¥ she paused and laid her pen softly dew-n. “ ill it look well, papa?" she asked, in a low voice. “Will it look Well to re nest Mr. Theme to come, when good‘nianners ’shou d have madevhim callan'yway? I am afraid that—” « ~ . r “ Hal ha!” laughed the old man, interruptin§ hex" “ then, at last, you have found out that etxque to 0 old is etiquette to—dayl However Madelemel, ge’ll' are " say, the young fellow has becoming penance, by wave form and ceremony in this iistance. order, of course,“ for being absent from college the other night. Write the note, Madeleine, and send it bquohn.’ w I, V v Yes a. ,, -, ,_ In flvé the note was written, and John dis- Eatched with it, with instructions -_,to place it in Mr. ' h -. ' . ' ome’s own hands. Fenton Theme was wanting V down hismom in Universit Hall; and so absorbed was he in thought that he id not heed I the’ modest ‘ L m’p upon hisdoor. r the students had ust had an almost angry confer: nee with Stephen ‘ mxth in regard to meeting Ralph floss. "Stephen had insisted that Fenth should pay no attention to the bragfart—no to go near him; but that he, Steve, we d see the fellow, and if he v needed it, would give him a good whipping. Fcnton, of course, would not assent to Then the Ken. tuckian become ang d, in addition do his is friend, the obstinate Freshman bi . . ’ v _ qimrel between the chums had been tenni- nated only by the warnhig—bell, to recitation the class in ehemistry. And Staph 11 Smith, wh , beion tothat class, in an angry mood, undue, k110i 3 the difference-or carin The Freshman s “ A note for Mr. man. I “I like the lad, and I liked nits rlisht. , And on ' ' anxiously up and l , an romised . chastisement 0? Ralph threatened ,alsowitha drab . t to know tween a ’bi-bssic salt and doub e-elective a ,, ,ty,’ rushed out, with a final shake ot'his fist etFenton. , But the rame repeated. , , . t; ‘edtotbedmr, undo ‘ tied it. enton Thorns: ; the V , when Lovey, , ‘r r , « g . V 116' cerne in,".seid . the “student receiving 9. ' He opened it quickly, and ret’td the few 6, heavenly. rested on the collegime he: refoldedthe note eamfnlly, and placed 1t ly a’wa’y in his writing-desk, as the most precious, the mos ' Small stock of household But then, quick as a. flas or Ii Si0,11 oi , pain flitted overthe fres student, and he hit his lip until 0 ‘ $ "‘1 am to await an answer'sir,”“prompted the m V y r > a . , ,“I know it, John: wait a moment ” and-seating by table, he drew tow “ Contounditl" he muttered. “ Wis ever luck to bad?” / . I I . “ Did you s sir?“ , “ Of nothingegfimportance, John an to write; but w e began again, and with like re- in his efforts,&nd to his set- smooth sheet carefullyrand ; gave it reluctantly to John,. b0 outofthe room, the Freshman’s note, ' (1 half-crushed before mg on the table. in the libra, .‘ will give 1: 6 com- « , bathe wrote did noftsatlli'sbfg him 811 . V > ,n F heague s isfectlon.» \ fielding the e . . , A half-hear fro or rather letter Madeleine Floral Ash. 3 eeimen o mumcation word by word. It ran t1 “ Den. MISS MADELEINE: “ Your sweet little billet, extendin to me an invi- tetion to take tea at your father’s axon this evening, has been (in reed, I think, thus far,’about eleme, it seems to me that heathen mythol ea ht times. Miss Mod- a theffevil deities of ogy are arraye m 0 ensure ea e toy-and it gives me the headachei‘h I v 7) to write it——I can not p0 see matters stand thus: him Steve (you how Mm) ontogonrroom'on the: night of the ball. Regeutoouldn’t begieeeived, _ r, (and, loneliness in ct been ' My chum, Stephen—I call Quad myselt Were ’ ite our bright light, ks. leave the cello e- m ’th meals;_until " merits 3111806»va too independent 3. Miss Madeleine why I have not a nig t orsoettertho to attend to, which at I‘ am new tree one engagement for this very ption of your note; I r V _ ‘ however, tomorrow enmg m t e week if you want 8th can’t always extrh five for being unluokil Mailed with theyexeeption o w / Guknow ,, ougiimm’ r mummtgam ~ m m1 i ' BS ‘3 building, la: mug in h t 1d 11’ > agree. .0 co ego betogened the quiofi' _y closin' es on the “ Com theme Wee somewhat nervo H r 7- -‘eehegla.need‘et his watclmi, " us an ex he common them ‘ . ' l ‘ “ Time to gel” he mut and-then, out over, waste lend toward ,/ om- and‘ closely ears * being protec ‘ sued from the southern rearho'm'o! Uhiversitifiell. j W Cuttin straight across the College Campus, e en- tered atemnun street. : < \ ‘ Turnin up this: avenue, along , hich ,’ 1d. ‘ north-wegt wind was blowing lustily, twig not Q '1' bent his stride toward the subaacent country. x _ * . To the rear (of the’ gig of Providence; or lathe? f easthyingronahighbl __,isehnge bowl'der'of gran; , «» itic ormation. Indirectly overhangs theromantb- little stream of the Seekonk. ' ‘ ' + . v Thereie an old-time history connected wiva , . bare, bold rock, against whose base thetinygfret- ting. waves of the river are wonttomurmurend ;, ' breakinsummer time. » m ~ I The clifl is called Roger William’s Root. and time? ‘ I - ' _ honored tmdition has it that this fiinty stonewas v r, the first firm place, after his exile from Mageecgfiy V , . setts, which r ‘ved thefootfall of the sturdy ev -' _' ‘ gehst. ’Tie sai that here the Narraganeeis on . e; 5» shore greeted the Christian hero With the w * _ g i . salutation of “WHAT enema! m'r CHEER!" r v ' Onward hurried Fent'on'l’heme, hisvigorous steps, _ j crunching the crusty snow, the fleecy vapor A back from his steaming mouthfindhostmls. A ‘ 5‘ * 4 length, his blood leaning in his veins, his I face aglow , ; wit generous exerc se, the young man pmmedmxiq 47' stood neartherock. ’ . . . ,V o «I “Hal Freshy, dypu are punctual! I hardly ex- ‘ A, ' d on ” an as he spoke, Ralph Ross stepped, , , rOmb ind our ged~projection of. the rock, it ~: advanced toward im. ' ' ‘ - e ‘ 2, ' 1 “Lani not lacking, sir, when I on: model,” M: a; s the lgailant reply, r “Ami new, Ralph acne, _ woudYou have ofmei“. . 1- ’ I “Why,nothingfmn you, boy; but r cept a. slight souvenir from me in the s ape of am 3 '; ging—somethingto make your memory men, 685" peeially when on are in the compmiy'of Wheel”; i; As he thus auntingly spoke, he QWvar/U’E} neath his overcoat a. bundle of rods «N once upon the Freshman. / “Stand beck Ralph Rossl, Stand back, Teena" you’ll rue the ,ay you dared attempt, such ,ewj"onh' - rage,lf%tand back, fellow! l oan,and , - m , , , V, . . Ashe ke,FentonThorne,drew 39112813 W: n from the roast-Becket of hxsovcreoot.‘ ’ '~ . " Roserecoiled, ut it manly fore moment. He . suddenly dashed forward upon-rhmvmithfiilieflmw ' Bury; and, before Fenton Thomeomild use his 13% V. hel‘tgas hurledlebwckwarg. ; £-- ~ esrugg, wasa‘ espereteone,or~onte Thoma quickly rallied and faced his liurly foe; was muscular,too,nndcourugeoue;iu ‘ he was a hen. But he was no match tortheot ‘ andm a moment or so he went down more ‘ powertui fist of his brutal antagonist. ~ 1' fl , But in a. minute, flying feet were heard. 'the frozen snow, and in the ‘twinklim Stephen. Smith, the Kenhzckien~hie du flog; ‘ w ; burni ,withan angry flush, burst likens. ‘ upon t scene. Ina. eecomlhe hurled his I!“ overcoat aside, and then flung himself fellowefrlenrl and his foe. , I > ‘ v ‘ , “ Hold, Ralph Rossl"' he hissed, between, clenched teeth. “Tum tome, you big blacks-unit}, endflght ourequail?’ ( r4 ,_ _...-~: , ‘éOgto my wayaouwestemnegro-etenlerl .r on -— L I . {, u up 7 ’ ) ,, «v He did not‘flnish the sentence. 1‘, w With the bound of a tiger,.Stephen Smith iIflmn him. Thetwo strong mensmetin- a'fiereeeon» ct. , There was noka outgon efimermde. advantage from the outset ear with the Mazatlan. Slowlyhepreesed his heavy W153; km a moment tgegotfiloodatmfgfing t eve e o .- rock; n-"Wer‘, ', . .' » Ross firgnedlgsermeabove his head, ibackwm' over the cliff. I P ’i e , But theme bosom of the . - protoctih euslxien of snow, mlM-thetaflmg ,mulsav him:me certniotleeth. . ' > ' ' For a moment the fellow-lee and ‘ * 12 WAS rr 1mm M ' ripen thes . ctral snow; but then he began to shout ' to eating time, had suit. . til for is] . . lufiteyhe‘n Smith, panting from exertion, peered ever he rock at his fallen adversary, and his noble mature arose within him. . Ra dly he descended and soon stood by his too. “ tu , you bellowing boasteri Take your hat dbeo with our” « hen he helped the fellow to asaend the steep lace ' of the rock, and turned him toward the ity. “(30 Ralph," he muttered. “Be wise/and—in a hurry 1" Ross waited for no second bidding, but left at once. a “ Come, Font; ’tis time to go." CHAPTER X. g A sommqmr yr mnsmrrr. _ months, with the shifting panoramas incident passed, since the events narra- ted in the receding chapter. / ‘ Theatre}; between Fenton Thorns and Ralph Ross had blown over. Each of the parties engaged in the fracas had been promptly suspended for a. month— of course the whole thingieaked out. , . Ralph Ross had been badly injured hy_the fall, and that circumstance led to, an «investigation; the re- a com ilete discover of the whole attain enton orne, the month had flown_rap1dly With end pleasantly. lie did not consider that any dis- - grace was attached to him by his suspension. What Jr: the matter than ‘ come and gone, Summer, with its . yellow harvest 1 . , gamma, with itsripened yields, and droppingjleaves, ' had come ‘- . loosed‘the oung fellow. much, was, that Made- Eine seemedy to th nk more of him for his conduct before: and old Mr. Fleming candéc'lly informed him that he admired him for his puc ' l f ‘: Stephen Smith, during his month of suspension, , . , embraced a'lon -coveted epiportunity and 0110 m! to New Humps ire on a s ootingdcxpedi ion. :3 d; 30 the memorable month had asse Freshman soon made u or lost time, and speed regained his old class-s riding. For many ‘ weeks t e.young man had kept away from the Box- on; he did not venture there again, unin- _ \ m i '1 ,, after his memorable rebufl'. ‘ Thewlnter, with its frosts and snows, had passed array. stringywith itsoutcroppin verdure, had had 11 inc skies and . ‘kewise vanished; and mellow long interim made by the hiatus of ten "¥j‘;nonths,.many events had happened in the lives 0: our elm rs, worthy, perhaps, of record, but we ‘ 2&1}:th pause in this voracious heart-history further 11 to make brief reference to them. ' v Several weeks rolled by since Fenton Thorns had called. that evening, at the Hoxlev mansion, and the you man was last becoming a. stranger to'the old man 7 harm: and his roud au hter. That - v, Em did not love the fascinating yra was veryl‘eevfi- ' 'At " ele an uchaste chiro h I .19 giant gran » waythrcugh. It was signed, ~ his respects. 0 ' 's and sfmil and h f 7' mg“, 98, er ether wagmore than ._ ough ade ' . ,. oo LTsiduously attached however,a perfumed billet, written in _ had reached the col- It was a cordial ttie letter, expressing much surprise at Fenton's absence and breathing a warm fee --too warm, the student thou lit-4111 “died «My, Fenian Thorns, however, went at once, and paid occasion Myra was all sun~ or- . . my 1a o The manufacturer’s daughter was la n ade me" the stake was well worth thepwgnfiig, evg: rate strng le was re uired to that was a m y diploma , and she as- Ioung Thorns at his 'weakest Is vanity, and appealed to his his score of all things low and cautiously threw out. teeters, skirmish”; n. can Myrau ts, She tickled no lonessot nature, blushln attack . Th! 33’ it; it were, to learn his pOsition concerning Made- 6 . n . , _ , Getti nothing satisfactory in return, the girl 1111-, ed Madeleine’s character. s step had av'vakened in young Thorns a torrent of retort, and Myra, beaten and bellied, had retreat- ed. But she was not as yet emu"er defeated, The girl loved Fenton Thorne, and on more occasions ban one she_had let him know it most unequivo- call . » Atrthe residence of old Arthur Fleming Fenton had , visited regularly and frequently. He knew he was ever welcome, and he liked to 0 there; for the hours flow rapidly by in the r comps onship of Madeleine and her father. It Is scarcely necessary to state that the collegian regressed well in love-matters, and strange to say, or not,) at the expiration of two months mm the time he laid eyes on Madeleine he was solemnly glighted to her as her accepted lover; and he a eardless boy! - . Fenton Thorne and Rs] h Boss never recognized each other; thoughmin r as it may a ‘ ar, Ross alwa 3 spoke to tcphen Smith most corgmiy. La e one night, and we resume the main thread of our story~that ui ht a raw, moonless one in Octo— ber—a smgle light urned bright and steady in the library of Arthur Fleming, Esq. ,; a This was a rare occurrence; for one of the life- long rules of the old merchant was: “Early to bed, and early to rise.” ' It can not be denied that a somewhat singular change had come over old Mr. Fleming of late. Nor can we say " of late;” for, as farback as the evening of the great bell, it was noted that a shade of sad- ness rested on the old father‘s face. ' late, however—413M is for the last three months -—Arthur Fleming had been like another man. He was morose, gloomy, taciturn and—if such a thing were possiblewith hime—ill-na ured.’ ‘ r , Butvto Madeleine he was ever kind, though he did not evince toward her the warm, cumin affection, as of old. His mind seemed to w ering—his thoughts eternally going out from him. At first, Madeleine had noted this with, wonder' and then with sorrow. The maiden became sad, and longed, more than ever, for the coming of her young lover, whose resence would cheer up her drooping spints and see her sorrows awe . 0n the raw night, above referredyto, Arthur Flem- ing, in dressing-gown and sligpers, strode nervously, meditanvely, up antidova e limits of his library. It was eleven o clock, had retired torest, save him who most needed it—the old man. V t , On the table in the center of the room laga several large account-books, open. Heavy weigh rested on certain pages. Around lay numerous small slips containing memoranda ~ or calculations. A single, , burner from the heavy chandelier shed its rays over ' ‘ the apartment. I t ' ' “I can not avert the impending disaster!” mur- mured the old man, in a low, agonizing voice. ‘-‘ 0h! ’tis hard to come down thus. to think that I have so foolishly squandered away thousands on thousands! M , conscience tells Incl have striven, earnestly and onestly, to redeem lmy. losses. Da and night have I worked and red over this drea’ - ful enigma; but all in vain! have seen it coming, ' day by (1%; hour by hour; and nourish almost up- ' on me. en the great threateung wave breaks, as it most assuredly will, unleash can; a miracle . should ate it, poor Madeleine and? in ‘ ill will be ' : forever w elmed beneath it! Poor, .srlin-g Made», :3 leine; chi that I could with; yo’w-could tell 4 if: my dreadful secret t Titanic, try! other is rich—e rich . Ohlthatsuch thoughts wit come into my in nd! 0, 110-1)}! behonest still; I’ll trust God, and die as I have 1 far lived, hon- orable and uprightl It in my ‘ - ll 106‘ more. ‘I will do my utmost. I will raise money by secret selhng-ésenin‘g-a-useiess finery ; and then the 200d 0 dRover must be my friend acutely In her I \ captain to the last! If . fiver should ,rehtéirn 'to port, I—I—oh‘, God—I will will risk my all once more and I will trust m5: Old this venture ,‘succeed, the saved. If s ruined! No hope At that moment there ,was at the library window, then a may fall, ashit some one had leaped to the ground. n a fewvseconds gistyzfsteps, speeding away, echoed in ~ the mer- an s ears. " The old man sprung to the window, and threw u the sash with a sudde vigorous eflort. The bro 33181.11 of light fell, in a ong line, far out into the gar- Arthur Flem started violently and cowered heck, {is hetmvgilagdim, grotesque figure hurrying to- e 8 rec . was) (He here! But he did not hear me; he could not! Chi no} Inoxu ../ .CHAPTER XL , ’ a nova AND LUORE. FEHTON Tnoaxn stood again on the broad marble stains of Welcome Hoxle ’s mansion; but as yet he 11 not ulled thebell. he young man aused, as if” 112ml.»s if Hggrm wore a vegeg, . , v was rompted ‘ usmess - with! not by pleasure. p ' y At last, howeyer, he looked nervous jerk, pulled at the be knob. This time as on a former ,n, he did not have to‘ring twice; for scarcely [had the bell jingimtore mg feet were racing down—stairs, an ' the our Was opened by Myra in person. , I The truth is, Myra Henley, ‘ior some moments, had been covertly, anxiously, watching t young man, as he stood, undecided, on the steps. he” was seated at a front second-story window the shutters half closed. I But outside the window 6 had adroit~ 13' ed two small mirrors, so that the would perfectly reflect all objects up and doWn t e long, stra. ht street, and all passing beneath them. W1 hheaving bosom and strainin eyes, the irl had watehedthestudent, and marks his indoc sion‘of manner. hen he had seized the bell-pull, she f to come back, I am forever then—n09” & loud, decided rattle up, and with a quick, sprung-aw ’andwitha alflstifiedc of. trium h , h. Budgfiéivstairstomgat him. W p ' ' girls were new strafiers to each other. door ,opened, Myra was all sweet‘ mess, , or and smiles. Fenton Thorns started back involuntarilyat'the radiant, dazzling image before m. Myra Huxley certainly was here, 'a lbeautiful creature, whatever of the se pent she may zWe concealed beneath her brilliant exterior. Fen. ton Thorns had; never denied her adangero fas- cinating beauty; At one time, too, he had tel the war of M res loveliness- but since the bright orm of Madeleine Fleming had , shed before him. the {mud race 0 the manufacturer‘s daughter me are lilég adfeam. ' . 0n n' and htedtosee on” and the gigfo her son, glide hand co 13.1157. Fenton that with what feelings he did 1)! know. But he bowed low, and mur- . I “Bin , leand inaudible words. In a few moments, , ey were seated in the parlor new: the cemfortable register with its grateful hea wellm up, him at once on med into a'lively con- fogrsalbélfl. was ash wept in the art (or science?) 0 so soon eeeed rast' the studfgnt‘si new anothoi'rilmg .ed in 9‘ mg t, ra 0: e no on ' wgumade to M :51 elem; m on word of reference I It may as well be mention here that, the youné But, gradually, a re adroitly M ' ed of ad- recover- yra her conversation so as to ring in the 9 91m The collegial; started: but 133le himself, replied by asking: a , -_now_ a it, Myra, segmentimss Fleming are vet seen together now ya! You were intimate 03106, ouknow." , ‘ Fen n innocently thought his secret was met ownto Myra. ' ., ‘ ‘l ; - A. g ,wAsn'Lovsi > student, calmly, though a blush mantled his cheeks istrus ng, 13' " Why, Fenton," returned the git-llpr-omptlyéi‘lzl e . cannot; eXactly tell, I was once fond of Made Fleming but then—:thenJ’ ‘ 4 u ‘ “ who, then, Myra?“ queried the young man, h imgatien‘tlyi ' ' ‘ Why, people change,'Fenton, and I have reasons for changing—reasons for not liking the» young ush passing lady,” returned Myra, quietly, a‘ red fl over her pale face. * - “ You have nothing against Made—eMiss Fleming—e I hope, M ral No, you can have nothing! Shela so pure— eavenly—so—" _ _ . “Youare warm in her praises, Fenton,” inter— ru ted Myra, a bitterness modem in her tones. _, ‘I am truthful Myra; that is all,” edthe and forehead. . . “All! indeed!” and now downright sarcasm spiced out in Myra‘s tones. , “Yes, I have known Miss Flemi for nearly twelve months, and I say but the tru h, when I re peat that she is amiable, sweet, loving—-’ “ Granted! all granted!” intern: ted the girl, ,lfmstil and ‘nervous] .F “gut c£011 F rteolmown me or a onger ime, an en n or en “on not allow to me the some ood c As she spoke, Myra oxley leaned over, and pfiaceg her white, trembling hand on the coilegian’s s ou er. . Fenton Thorns started, and blushed like 3., There was no mistaking those words—no misundee standing that soft, insinuating tone, and what it meant. The young man‘s face bumediike'aeeel; but he managed to stammer out: * “Of’course, of course, Myra, U I think " ‘youtare same; but—" r , I “But you do not like me as weiiasyou‘do Made: P leine emingi You do not love me?” and shegazed ' q himinthe face. , At that moment Fenton blessed the pOWer which would have borne him‘to some lonely island of the seas. But he felt his‘posi»! tion, and be appreciated it. He was under the eye or a curious and a Jealous warned. ' He rallied at len a smile asked, 1a] t. “ And who says this of me, I love Madeleine Flemi l“ “ That question-could 013e,”, and she gazed hilan she spokfi. - ’ ‘ ay, nay. , y’ra, ’ responded the 'young' half-banterlugly, “. you have not end the“ q tron: Who says I love Madeleine §emingfl “ B‘ffl dothenion Thoma! And I the esxes a s ouareasilly . pay" tosuchaghsl." ayy ‘ y to Hymi Who f man. ‘ View truth), Thorns would have ' dwith '* Myra Hoxleyls eyes flashed dress and», {5, those eyesyvere still fastened on the taco, guest. . V o -‘ “What mean you. M a? What mean "your. Speak,.I say!" exclaimed student, impulsively. » “I. mean what 'I say' Madeleine Fleminglfalls in love w that her heart is 0 likes and dislikes has trifled ahead she is trifling wit a cable and callous" alter vang as the wind shifts’*‘mtbat file Fenton Thoma felt a rushing torrentth face' his hands clutched nervous at hiss ‘ watch-chain. But the youth éoutrlglledhimsgzw _. d not speak. I j «"lNow Fenton, dear. Fentoni” and ' ; .girl drew still nearer to him; “ sinoei have ~' {gar eyes to facts—for, I reitera trusted incan Fenton, do not interrupt me for I have long this opportunity, and mac speak. Do Feuton, what the love of a true woman know what: it incense—the warm ’ woman’s bosom“ your own! Li eat me. when I to you that such ; “3,11%: ‘ ‘ a womamfi“ ‘v i wi h a half-dozen others, even as, ‘ you now!" and thegirl stili'itept ~ " her eyes bent on the face of the student. , “1mm e on . a Iwill e lamb in?— ~ fievm’yzgghgei You not‘put confideneeinwffi ‘ x ' ' “Madeleine Fleming! But such a. woman ls—ah - ;_FouMu,/forgive motels—is—M Hoxml" " 1. - As she spoke, she spnmg‘ to r feet,’and*‘flung her V firms impesslon around the yOun man’s neck. , ~ Stunned, shoake ,overwhelmed, on burning with .. _ ‘ 311,“?hilsoenmotfix: manggngtionhof loathing and l . sgus, c rig an on n im utterance— Fenton‘ Theme-d 51M Myra Hoxley’s es ite the fact , arms [Were around ‘s neck_staggered to his feet.’ I q Withanimpatient, violent sture thehi h—minded f' zlellow flung the maiden tingle him. ’ g ' . ~ “Shame on you, Myra Hoxley! Shame on you!” he exclaimed, m a deep angry voice. “Yes, hang . yourth and Weep! Shame on you: You can- “ (4 not deceive me; I know you and our wiles! You ‘ .ywish m father’soold; but you wil never touch it, I . a oxleyl We are parted now, and forever! '1‘ enk ylleaven for 1t! Astor our words concerning Madeleine Fleming, I heed t em not. Ifling them , ,v ' ._back_at you; and brand them as £0.18wa as the ;g ‘ “wickedwoman'whos ke them!” i ' ,Turnm at once, ‘6 snatched his hatr'and cape, ~ were, ' a * It LW ‘ u was .' e org/power at and oy’ wear a; , {g flight yogi/or that gelgm’: 13011:, ana’L-andr-Z V: j ggyre lioxley fairly hissed these words. as She ' ‘ reared her splendidly-attired figure, and shook her __ clenched hand after the retreating form of the 90.081511, - » ~ CHAPTER x11 ., <1“ ,8 Emu Ross row. , : , X... t ethe‘shades or n' ht had sottled'over #7 f [the 0165’, Gigeg’rovlgeuce,»flfliolgstrcet-l%gips were ~' 2 ._ t ’ in were in their amsover ‘ ' “105th silent thgroltlzglixgrg i t' ht , NWOH: W" ltdce ened non ; fi’OIOékBOunded, and st lMyrapHoxley flas in , in‘flowing are ery, w ked wit ,9»? 0:13,..‘etegr the{extemled131ml or the mansion . 1‘. 1 iii Lgmgn‘ghtfrom the glitter-in chandelier was turned I: low, andwthe mild [geams falling on M 1'“ e “‘s‘ stem/revengeful face reveal that ace ' 'dnstortedg‘and writth with passion and at another, ‘ Still nued her restless * ghtly-compreseed 3 very soul, as well as ‘ ps'jopen; for th oeeluw _ armory , 3,311,191! raHox! . . ~' ', use . urstint'o rs. , 6". flung'hem” , __ -' _ evvwomuns nature, hard and stonyas it was tat-tr “mutton true MA I ‘ Win “Mounted bitt o fang?th " ' ’ e exc e g“and'am I ,‘to offline 9 out of my Mflge my prey: ‘ .onuld’to Heaven that Madeleine Fleming were 4 (1M in her gravel But I will I‘ve you yet e o _ .Feptopl'rhorne, and hove your gold! compass and ,_ (deceive, meltyou can, withgour boy’s wit! Ihove' , . 'j mooning and strong an lam-bold! Pilate u 1 at ,nqthingi new; I must not fail, for the’prize g ‘ , pfiéfiyfi cure nfiéorg” f m I . r women e 001' o ‘e ror o ened N oling Welcome Hofleyfippeamxd. ' . . .ra' "as he entered and seated himself near the WW" have searched the house for you.” ‘ .5, i . $1,539.12 have found me father, round me on d , “miserable woman; but one who does not .' ' '- 99, fining. her. pole, tl. For, Where raven e ' : argument? jeflousy work together, the comings.1 ntsjgtrongmwondrousstron l" v ' . I / ._ ,. one .We ,tmyc’hfl .”* *' ~ 1 “Do 1; Mi e ,it matters not; you under- 79 l ’ I" 7 WAsxrnoym low, re entant tone. ere _ up. . . tlastiteeemed thet naturewasworn'out. With ‘ glad I'have found you!" he ex~ ' , was ma ‘ WWW» what/1s better,,l understand my. “‘Do not talk thus, Myra. I know thatVFenton Thornehas , here; tell me in e word, what has he ened.’ ‘ a I . ‘P’llhe fellow has been here, indeed! We! have quarreled, and the I proffered lave—spurned it. Oh! Heaven, stand by - me‘v 1 .2 a « "‘Whgtsa you, Myra? Spurned on? B -—” “There, 1: ere fat er; vow noth ng, an do not perggre yourself! For you are only too good at ma ng promises; ou never keep them i” and the girl smiled scorn y.“ ' ’ Titre“ manmxlcfilgyra,’ *5 n said 11 b1 ' ‘ I “ouarecrue e ‘, um ~‘ou are unjust. God k’nows—” . ' y, y “God knows nothing of you, father, save it be to your drscredit!” - , “Now, by Heaven!” and old Hoxley’s face grew black with anger “ this is,too much even frame. potted, pamper vixeu‘as you are! 1‘11 not submit {)0 tttlu's,nitolerehle impuden‘ce; so heed yourwords e er. - v . The girl was abashed before the ominousfrovm ' and the threatening demeanor of the old She had gone too for; ut she was still a strategist, and had van e of position. “Do no be angry at me, father,”:he said, in a. “I s oke rashly, I confess; but I ave been coded yqnd endurance this evening. I was jea ous of our name, of your name, father—your reputation, and—and .I forgot myself. But, pardon me, and listen to what Ihave to say I want your counsel, for now, together, we mus fay r our plans of triumph and revenge! For nearly an hour, despite the lateness of the night, father and do hter canversed earnestly to- getherin a low tone. ra’s revelation fell th e stunnin farce onzthe ol man’s ears, and he nerv— ousl enched hltitnds together, as a bitter anet emu esca p3. , At last the Istainsultetion ended, and father and ,. daughter sat gazing abstractedly at the floor. ‘ Sudde 11 steps were heard echoirg on the flagged sidew ~' the used at the r of the manutacturer’s men 01:1),a and instant! bell ' jingledm " ‘ ’ * " Who can it be?" muttered Mr. Hoxle at the clock: “ it {setter twelve o’clock? ' tien hand. , , » Old Hoxle hurried to e:dOor undo 21‘ it.” " , “Ah! Ra ph! You, éoodlellovgle ’gg‘m'hte, you know, and 117’de no, look well to-—-” , " V “ "Its not too"late to be the bearer of good new! Let Iine in, or you’ll hevethe police upon me, for a ' bu or. yr , ( “ 111% pushed the old muggneeremonlously aside, and entered thehell. ‘ r _ . “Yes, yes, Ral 11. We, did yw say? come in, In good to ow; ’txs‘notsolnte,efter , But, now he newsci the good news?” e ' “ All in goo time, uncle. [Give me just “a minute to ‘get some air into my lun s. Itis ,morefimn a ste frog hetr? to tshe Iend or ‘orth Mainstreet, and Co 9 ree use, " ‘ ' , I . Rafih Ross was enfoymg the impatienceofthe old mfilkh! Eyre m cousln' well met!” he exclaimed " . « as he entered t e parlor and saw thexefiblendent. form of the manufacturer’s daughter, " '_ ' “But the news, the good‘newsl” suggested old, Hoxley, nervously. I .I ‘ “I’ve not to tten it uncle, and you may spoil it by your impa ience. hut, listen,’ and in. a low breath, he proceeded to im inter-matron; The eflect on Welcome; onley and his daughter , gicul. The latter was the demonstm me; she laughed hysterically, end miathSt-fifld is «atom: more muttered .r “and Heaven be thanked! w‘ we will. warmer: o . ' ,' Theme, .if, your lovehe so entirely disinterested; we, will see if it con not/W‘bmmht hook to WI" I lmpudent boy has. rejected my, ' ain'the hen sounded, as it pulled by summer I , . : .J’u’lrgnivigf’ii-fi’“: _ - 2 ;~ I..." WASIT LOVEi.’ ' _ 15' _ ___________.-.._..._._._____ . r _:-H:«—....n_ my”. --»__._~_‘_..m-.-ne.m_ _.. Old Hoxley walked, the mom. with a blmyant, ‘ retreat was the property of Arthur Reining, the ‘ , triumphant stride. , - I , I . tax-merchant, once, in the. hfetime ofi his belOVed I “You are right, Myra,” he exclaimed. “ But ;t wife, a constant resort every summer, when the hot '- ‘ has'already come ha! ha! Some people are looking sun drove the denizens of the city to seek the retresh- tar ahead; but, elcome Hoxlcy‘s day is close at i breezes of seasideand country. , ' "I ' hand. Heaven bless the men who build ships! Hal sated on the rustic bench near the porchfronting ha!” ' on the ba , were Fenton Theme and Madeleine" f’ The old manufacturer tottered toachair, and sunk Fleming. y the side of the little wharf, at the toot in it exhausted. of the lgraveled walk-way lay the much little ' ' ' gem, t 6 “Ba State,” rocking and'dewnvtothe « CHAPTER XIII, . creading swe l, her cordage crea ng and rattling, . , , as the risxng wind allayed cheerily th ‘_ , . ' e ,1 m 50°” 0” m,“ LEW- . V had the’lovers sat ere, in that quiet retreat,~sanc- “Yns Steve, there is something strange going on titled in its very quietude. . Long and sunbeam, f ‘ f at theflemin mansion; Madeleine is not the same been the couversationi‘and’the reader need not be 833181161 her ather wears a sad weary face.” ’ told the burden of their talk. Lower sunk the sun, 113“ noticed it, Font, and {can’t exactly un- now shining like a huge ball of molten iron,through . _, rave! the matter, It may be, you know, that the old the dun-colored cloud nowcoming up from the west. , , gentleman has met with a ecuniary didiculty." ‘ her sung the risinzwind. and 30" ho“0W ’ 1 I think not. Steve; Mr. ‘lcming 1s wealthy, and, y moaned the rolling billows as they chnaed one ‘ if he tried to do so, he could hardly tluow his money another rapidly and angrily in-Sth‘e. r A g . , aWflY- ' “ Ha!" exclauned the {mug man, underlines he ; _ Stephen Shut}! ponderedior awhile, and then he arose to his 1’ t, and ear media the ominous ‘ . all§weredr 31°“? 1 . moan of windxa water. . Then he (glanced tow , ‘ Perhaps: “‘9_Fenton——excuse me—let me ask the threatening sky. “Com Madeleine? A be you 8 Plain Question: suppose Madeleine Fleming in an excited manner, though , ‘ strgve to _ ' " were a poor glrl, what then, in your e 128, Fem?” his tation from her; “ V , 2 ' «mud -' «7 Fenton Theme s face glowed dar ~1y at first, and flute ;we are goingtohavea e - and, . , he glancea up. half-indignantly, at the calm, er hand in his, he ran briskly down w . . r I impenetrable/facade! his friend and chum. Thd’ girl did not heed the sigm lot the. " ele- . ‘ What then. Stem? Canyon doubt me. I would mental storm, for her faith in her. lover’s ‘ love her and esteem her more than ever!" stron arm, his 1 11161117 and (act. Wemi ' , u I thou ht as much, I knew as much, Fent, and-— “ y, Benton, earfih‘shh: cheer! ,Ie'nhef. on are ht. ,What will ybu do this afternoon? sprung with the aid or to the , «that on know recitation are suspended, on account oi tossin yacht. “I care not for a little wind! it the death of one of the trustees," blow arlin I care not!” _ ' ,4 > J , “1 have ,mvxted Madeleine to take a sail with me “ NM we I, Madeleine, were I ‘l’ to Vue de l Eau. She has long desired to show me a the other, seriously, as he cast 03- the“ fine of _: 7 small suburban retreat of her father‘s, about four the boat. “Come, Madeleine, quick—«be ’ ' miles down the ba . she hasn't been there for some there! Mindtheboom; duck your head and—4M ‘ 7 ears herself. e Will have a. de httul time, she goes!" , , . I ~ « ‘ teve. I have engaged the ‘ my state, and. Steve. The yacht’s head slowly fell off, and then r e were 15 mm 911°“le for you if you would Mae to sail. catching .the Wind, filled beautitidlyi-and" go." . ‘ ' I - “Bay Sta ’ dashed away a I would hire to so, Font; but cacti are mistaken. 0'1 they flew, the Win with t “8 my there is not rom for an iii and a coming . ‘ ; trial highef'and uglier. ,. _ an interloper 'as the 583- mm!) more fear ally in they bore eaten Stephen Smith laughed good-naturally” the 1303011101 t White-cap!)in be L HOW. WW He was hung, for the nonce over the st; he was spray struck the sharp bows ot the yaoh ' , flew “ ‘ thinking of e time when adeleine leming‘ was in feathery flakes far astern. entdn Lhie - '~ M, Queen of Love and Beauty. But thenflhe half- coat and flung it over Madeleine’s shox'ilde sad express?“ Passed Way from his open. dusky lemme chm ‘0 1m» and. as Shemginhh' ! face and 118an to hisi’eet, he said: ~- acefaasked tremulously: . .' V ' :. “I. , “Well, Font, come; let’svtake a stroll toward the “ there—any—«iahger, Fentonr Can .“ymm; I need exercise, and we can talk as we age the boat?“ 4 ' _> " r. 1' . _ v V , , ‘. f‘Trust me, darling," wastheprmngtrcalygw .. Fenwn arose frOm the foot of the tree at whmh he, the, youn man’s tone was‘ very serious, as Moon“ . had beenvrecliniug. and taking his £riend‘s arm the tinned: “ ut, Madeleine, the wind is has. ' '. 113.3515 gwostrolied across the “ Campus ” and entered Iiope reel! the sail-’ the yacht cannot stand ' ‘ I . gt I of the tiller mil ;you cando t—withb’oth'hwdfi“ Scarceiy had they gone, when Ralph Ross, who so! Hold it etc torfive minutes and I’ll relieve * ' had been Bimini under a tree not ten yards away, on.” g A ’ , V , _ - 7, —r arose. He had card every word. He chuckled to The rl didas directed, and graspuf himself and rubbed his hands. tiller th 3 strong. nervous pe. . I "4‘ “A famous chance for fun! lam 8. 00d sailor, he Iyacht was now how ng along at: lentil! audit I? mistake not, the ‘Two Boys’ 3 a heavier speed, urying her bows at every lungein {honestly ': boat than the ‘Bay Statel’ We’ll see, we‘ll see!” he ing waters around her; but she was we“ handled. _ , muttered, as he moved off. ‘ and stench withal, for she readily cam up He entered Waterman street, and passm Rhoda to her work, and spurning the fleeing writers. darted, - Island Hall, turned mto Benefit street-an walked onward. ' ' v a ' , ’ '~ ‘ rapidly toward the what-res, in the lower part of the Fenton Thorns worked like a hm; x bowing 5. city. - ' sail was reduced to a more pocket in ’ . I - size, as he returned'silently and mm . The sun was about two hours high. A dark cloud- in his own hands. The boat did not now ,, '9 a: _ bank in the west had climbed up into the sky; much water, but she'still heldonherflying“ , ' I, the wind was-coming out; tram over the land in “See! we have company, % lightpmmmmg “fills; amfigflfil a fierce puff. simu- exclaimed Fenton, glancing over, ha a! ’ ' lating a, gust. 'l‘ a mm, b ht and warm, was gust they cleared the near headland; 9*meng ; entering the edge of this cloud which was stretc lug He is 0 ng full canvas. By JOWUt's “*9 * A up toward the zenith- ' . . “oysi’ an standing this way. Bats WM do”, , t. v AbOut half a mile below the lofty hotel at Vuede fool mean " he sudde hh , K ‘i' ' about sixty yards from the moaning. betting feet andsteagiying ‘, by _ twang, :33!” m at the bay, stood a neat little. cottage with State " plow her, yway a .‘ . ea endaniee larueyard around it. This little our b9ws~and Igcannot jibe or ‘ nit: Helmet; U i ;. H I ", ' > . ,\ r not put h " ,-'would3‘not_ «' seam in his have thattlie you ,, siononuooountof I .mdée . Kalli}:th rdiyco cab t h db h ‘ ~ ' n m on , owever, an ro '.Ihisisoet,elosein the eye otthe howlin “g ‘5 wusuddeniywwhite squall I 4' mgrhwaytback in the face of the son 'saihhore , [might hm shi '- sud mutiny - “ held the p I neither right herself or sink. 1 16 Madeleine! Boat 0 I Lug! of o a 1 me! Luff—1mm 122 iii ‘ y ‘1“ ’eafoul 01' “‘ Can’t doiti My main sheet is adrift—«m rudder ammedi,” came back, in loud tones, fromythe rap- y advancing boat. . ' ‘ Madeleine—oh! Madeleine—ch to me—quicki" ‘outh, as the other y t, with bursting cried the y . ike lightning down on them. I A moment, and they struck. The “ Bay State " ’ areeled, shogilfi rooked fear-fully, and in a twinklin , lay on her 6, the hillows making a clean breac mgr glilhe othe ht i edi l ked ii.’ u r yac mm atey too , as handled!) aread hand dbo to ard th now duskyycity. y ' an re. away W ‘6 4 CHAPTER XIV. A Hour In SIGHT. IT was Ralph Ross who sat in the stern sheets ol.’ the “Twp Boys" that squall afternoon and ided the wishing acht, with a ho d and steady hangu It is true, is t as he came thunder-in , fore-footer thelittlof‘fiay State " his t did in- ' d seem unmanageable; and t e i main-sheet was whippinng the wind. But it would ave seemed singulartoa disinterested obse to notice how o across the r soon after theooiiision this truant main-sheet was hauled in- how the in boat came sudd h wold: m 3 5° em" up It was singqu too, and it cannot be denied that when Ital hangars, sawltche coiuigign luggitglhée, he did e a- , an , n t u n the wind. There wgsonrithi to greveut this pm: a half- or water in the maneuver, but would have run noreal risk- he have carried away a reef-point, or split a For-the sakeof humanlty,however, we must be- man could not avoid the coili- e fugitive rope and the jammed , " Especith must, we accegt1 this explanation as, control of the w ing sheet, and " the, hi}: grate $012th the doggebrggglily , common i flay Wmard {he scene of the disaster. n8 wind when, bl ng the tumbli' snoductaed (int mm t d3 lalim’ , - w- feathers in the sinus pg “rand M 8' ke was a sailor; he had shown him Rain . salt to besuch, and,w atever were his intentions in re- turningto the spot where the collision had occurred it :is v certain he dared not wait 1' r the strilglzum He jibed at once, at imminent (133111- to e . ' of capsizlngl‘ I and scudded awn to rd t ligh 01w! c y wa nigh? ‘31: h were. now to amend. V be seen twi ‘ , _ what! i it the untortunatesto their fate; I ah (I he on _ not do otherwise. It could not be expected that he would endeavor to tight ht deepened, and still there cgizq‘gu'wel- V» e confine ht glancing over the troubled toss' waters; no mer to cheer the lonely onei’z on 33 wwreckdor egailant 9‘ Bay State ” was a wreck. iargesaii wet and sogged thro h and th in craft flat on her broad-gas; shergggld This wasrt’ortuuate' for besides wording a. firm. , sure.mppc:rt-which it wo’ild not have done, had it Bo _ ” had Steve into her than ' entire pained—4t ke tthe rushi (hole which the;J being:a horasotwghtgr‘ym rs. had come in contact, and before v , 1 en the boats , _ [the little if Bay State " had gone over, Fenton Thorns E. to Madeleine’s side. , ‘01 ’ [glaund the sinewy term or him who 33% ggnlfiiggn g- In. another moment slings have had struck th {s other's’ embrace. they sunk benefit}; ‘ had sprung h x _ l ‘ waa’Whimlwlthterror, but she “If e maiden s “‘09 , -. . , v 7 7‘ /» ., Was :1: LOVE 2 the mad waters. Then the arose, and for a tinie ‘ Fenton Thorns wasa ver ' \ ercuies. ' V There tossed the help see yacht, driftin away ' from him. With one or two 17 mos stro es the Itgumg man was in the midst of _ :15; a moment his right arm was wound around a h - yard. Then, with the wet faintin dorm o! the rl secured in the encircling rasp 0 his left am, he student slowly drew himse and his precious burden to the boat. ' '. At last he paused in his efforts; for a time, at least, he had saved Madeleine Fleming’s life. Then he spoke sweet words, encouragingly, in ~ gemr, and pressed her dripping form close to his , I The only utterances Madeleine made then were: “ Fenton-dear Fentonl Heaven be raised i” There they clung that raw night in 8 wind, and amid the waves, which were brea over them at every surge. But Fenton Thorne was hapPY; nay. he was cheerful; for he had saved Madeleine from a watery grave and she was now doubly dear to him.. The student was hatless and coatless, but he cared not for that, and he shook his mud head- defiant- the rude windilung his long hair. wildly, in? . ace. , Thus they drifted, and still they saw no welcoming ' ht, no hope! r . urther and further from shore the helpless acht was carryin§ them. But just then—yes—a right red 1i ht sho around the jutti tahead, and then a, ct flashed across the blue 8 y; then another. Then came the heavy scream of a steamer’s ,whis- tle, booming over the rush of the waves and the roar of the wind. ~ Nearer the hti nearer the darting rockets! nearer the trier: y whistle! ‘ ' At last the dark, looming outlines of the steamer came dim! into view, her decks thron ed” from those dec loud, anxious murmurs d helices were borne over the waters. « ' The red lantern at the black bow flashed over the wrecked yacht, and then Fe'nton Thorne raised high his voice and sent forth a frenzied yell: In a moment a cheer went up from a hundred, throats on that dark steamer’s decks. The paddles ceased to move, and the craft forged slowly ahead. Then the letters, on her bright, glowing lantern shone out clear, and Fenton Thorns read t e name: " Cmooru." ‘ > r “ Heaven be praised i“ murmured the young man, and he would have all pad with his burden, from ex- haustion, into the w _r, had not, at that moment, a. sinewy hand grasped him with a vise-like 533w. - “ Savedi saved! echoed from the crow steam- er, as Madeleine Fleming and Fenton Thorns were lifted aboard. - < , And the hand that did this ant’s task was that of Stephen Smith, the Kentuc an. And old Arthur. Fleming, as he once more held his daughter to his bosomhsunk fainting, on the deck of the steamer. 2 “Id in host to avert the disaster, and to save you," said iph Ross, advancing from the, carotid; fbut the main-sheet—” “ Villain and falsifleri And mag: here?" ex- " claimed the coatiess hero, Fenton rue, rushing toward the 0! her. . /_ ~‘ " ’Shi ‘shl Fcntl Better thank Heaven that god and Madeleine are saved. Whatever this man i he certainly was instrumental in savin your lives ' and Steven Smith ’8 strong, an; held ha friend back But Myra Hoxle , stern and e, by the saloon doorri‘on the dark col: 0! the “ icopee." said not a V wo CHAPTER XV. urn nears. ‘ a Two weeks had elapsed since the c xx atsstrophe in the bay. The excitement occasioned by the flair, and the suspicions it had awakened, were alike .dy~ ecuiiarcircumsiances caused Fenton Thorns to letthe matter of the carelessan oi Belch Roll-e / M“ .i; dt en" a’gtivtontmStaph; , Windows were now well L ‘mone rubbing hlee s; ’ c es 0 @333: Jew)??er \ Ina-.— 'leine‘a mum in his _ wmpt’in ' Thorge‘s father is W"? .l. , _ _ 3 stmnge,«'businossvlike tone, struck it e .2 _ "WAS 11' c“Enable or othemise-egizase without mitten inves- iith yes the young man’s on, and December had come—4119 occurred the universal-yo! hind e« {16mins sat alone in his library. The Secured' for the old gentle- glrzn lremembered the visit of old, or the nocturnal w er. - » - With his head buried in his hands. the old man, sat chair. He uttered no word but sat there, own dark thoughts‘thhfldng, reason- i dreaming hideous dreams, awake! , e was fighting life‘s battles over again, and the conflict was a terrible d'ne. . The hours sped by Imheeded; the clock on its ala- , Mater Pillars, ticked loud, and stmck regularly, in retired merchant, the old man at the clock. -" .Yee, yes,” he muttered, ‘ ‘ must do it! She is my cherished idol!" ' ’ m an, mnonlylove , {1 {ed ov ’ nmoment’e hesitation, and ullgd th hell 8:6 So no I e I -co . ve ,, moments ele sed when $0133 and the answer top the sum- ‘ door, in u y. ' ,. i my, delighter Why. Miss Madeleine, ear has been to these two hours!" said the domest c, staring at his master. The old man glanced at the clock again; then he "‘“Ei‘ii‘d‘m t ‘W 1' ‘ ‘-‘ yes orgo . el , it does not matter tell lMggzhélto agvakelxli hora and blid hler com}? to me .l 1 .1 mus see er-s ecansee ateyint - ln%'_;hso we tfhelold father.d p 8.1mm l a ,0 See won ermentJhn [and left the. apartment:y ’ “0 tamed , In ten minutes Madeleine. hastily attired in an evening wra per. her fair hair, loose and unfettered, fallksg over or shoulders, entered themom. There wee e”. wondering,qu look upon her face. » W nfgthgi”hstléensl§ed,ttr§mtélouely.m . ug r‘cose e oor——t t'totho 33%;; film ice, and mi: 3 handkerchief in the key aghyyfather, whet~" smegma I bid yoga, Madeleine; John is somewhat Th” ’ .V V Ed at once, and resumed he: amen said the father. “No closetohis. ‘ mm «lair. listen-n: we the old merchant. as 3; ins steam: at the m, as herltull, .3... on were... - . ' , ' 00!] e 0 1nd “hrildzfiBuyMadeleme, do you love—Feyan The nettionm ' blush ‘~ : dingy, W Saddamand the girl r, I do,” ' Time' ed month film 9111 «Arthur 0 65 Ol 9. 4 onion; him well enou h F wife i” continued the old men" 10.5,“? become his“ narrowed M “3",”, u 3.9. er, - we I d - . too oung 178%" was t?” W. moth? Quasi} “ 1118,tmea my child} "ex ' ed thebld gin?- chan in 9, disappointed tone: “But Fenton W111“ he in u ’r' ' ' These words. were spoken, 9'5 u the Blieaker ' ‘ €094,953“ W‘gi‘ouié'iiitié Mariam a. ml” were . ’, - ' ° ' en. film had but imperfecw he“ WWW“. d l t ' I he I'm-n ‘m "’ ‘1 ‘ Nothing at eyeglmggm $369 But” g listem Madeleine, ‘ me, but listen o t , _ )2 “Do not interrul , V. \ 1k $13 om rich v r V fee esay and “1611.1 have been helm? LOVE ? 17“ have been worth‘ my hundred thousands. Start not, Madeleine. '1 have been, unfortunate, my daughter; I have been unwise in indorsing bod paper, and to- night, though I have been honest to. thevlast,‘l‘e.m BANRKUEJL Speak not,’ my child; lot me tell all. I am ruinedi—am so poor, indeed, that ‘1' can not celebrate your approachln pirthday house which shelters us, and whic 18 so, . , . 11, its apartments, is, in the. eyes of law' an right, the, groperty of otherel‘ But listen, Madeleine, yet, ou rememberthe old Rover—m $allant tea—511113 o of'other days, the one I retaine 9.11 In many; when I w :3 rich .9 Well, she was good-luck and I kept her. Now. by bending Kev ‘ eflort, are gathered up a. sum of money—not e, it 18 true;- but it Will serve. I intend torisk this money, every cent of it, in the Rover aim Do not intern: age, M‘deleine. I have seen a min Kelson andto lulu , The safe with 'm, my child. He com. I} ’sents willingly, even gladly, to make the trip for me; he has alre y secured his mates and a good crew. 7 0n the Rover now rests my last, my only: hope. it », she is successful, and m a yearhence returns safe to gort with a rich, glorious cargo I—I shall be savedl, ut, 0h, heavensi should she all! 110,110! Show not, must not, fail!" , _, , 5 ', it was two o’clock in the morning before that gudnlilaht conference was ended between iathcrand , aug _ "r. ‘ - The licemenon their t. ad. I I} bed 113.? ‘dden ' t that ” need silicth ed my secret. will ' illegh'tth w 1%“ on ecrev " so eghu re “the x ' mansfim, and they shrugged their ghouklellgyfi wondere 1 that the old merchant, now so rm aha u thus invade the “ wee sma’ hours.“ ‘ . There Were other lights, too, burnin ’ r “ same night in the good city of Provi ‘ ‘ .: shone. from a'room-«the snug little back l ‘ await in Welcome Hoxley’s. mansion in 5 f __ ree . ‘ ' ‘ ’- This light, too, wad half-concealed, the h ~ ‘ oi; its rays managed to struggle outinfidark : L m ht. . e r ,V e . gut that light shone more brightly one j group which took counsel togetherinthatm . V sitting—room of Welcome 'yoxley, the; ,. tiger, than it did on the wondering ‘ e: e. _ v , . L L 1 - , CHAPTER XVI. “ I tn '1‘ fi‘l’éhw‘mnsn my " V a I 5 N ecary a o esemeeve j, '7 late lights wage bumln inthe *‘ Flemin and Welcome oxley,‘ Myra Huxley Ralph ss walked, arm, in arm, around Waters of the Cove. . ‘ A V ' j __ The Cove is one of the objects to hem inrgefi deuce. We need not describe this beautiful _ (’ ' “'” Water. surrounded by its grateful shade, ,1 f_ V , to thoso who have never seen it. We will. 1,, state that the Cove lsa large, artiflcml lake,_fom ‘ " of the waters of the upper Karraganset. It is abouj ; »; a. mile in circumference, It being an almost perfect circle. It is walled in all around, by maseive gna- - sonry, this being studded by an ornamental iron _ . railm . ' _ A In “girder the frozen surface of the Cove is beers many love-laden barges in joyous, sportive _ " With the ringing steel; in summer, its placid contest. - ; It was early: in the evening the hunt? on west- . minister street had justhcen lighted; 9 large flector in front of the " What Cheer ” restaurant had '= . but then flashed forth its cheerful rays on the crowd, -- . t ed streets; but around the Cove no Militant 3&3 111111191123 gledeome - All and 001'! ~ ‘ __ ' , M 'yHoxley and Reseller! just cleared lot t eimmense depot and were walking wltigxea. 1"" , ' I; Stride along the quiet path bordering directly on, he :44 _ film‘s." r Their conversation was earnest one ,. Atlenzththevreeched the .m' 18' , WAS IT Levee :. ....: '_r u— —,.- rvmr—w- _ ‘ v " hailwva around'the Cove, and directly 0 posite the depot tgey halted. _ . p , 4 ‘ Game, b,” said Myra, as if tired and impa- 7 dent, “come, us sit dowu. We have arran ed all ‘ well. 1 and hope the plan will not miscan'yfi «She '. seated horse f languidly 0n the rustic bench. Ralph Ross followed herexam lo. Only a moment asse in silence. “For the soul 0 me, Myra, loan not see how all » think gow - to benefit your cause! Since the revela- , “on, you how I have no longer any desire in that 1 Quarter! Not ll" ~ . , ,- a mused before sheanswered. ' r r t‘ on may not see it, Ralph, but-J can! And even should I not be benefited by it, why I’ll enjoy a brief , ' triumph, an way. I can smile With satisfaction at the rage an anxiety of Fenton Thorne!” » ,, . v ‘9 But that will not in him to you, Myra." ‘4 ;, , “I care not—yet-— do care! Alas! alas! some- " . times, Ra! h, I wish the " Bay State " and her ass- . angers h gone to the bottom, bath of them! this terrible struggle now going on in my would at last he overt" v r . ; “Would that indeed be a satisfaction, Myra? . Rather, is. it not now a part of vmlr existence. that on may,' win the love of that upstart, Fonton me? . “Helene upstart, Ralph, though, I confess, I am hing—just begmniu ,mind youi~to hate the - I w.) streets me wit such cool contem t. And . than, thatforever-intenneddling friend of "s Ste- 8mith—l des use the fellow! and—41nd, Iialph, en breast, 7s. rewn- tuoklan~for-for my sake if“ ’ : 'ph good. reasons for not ' :buthe simply answered: ' ,u nonsense Myra! , Smith has. never Med me, w y ,should I interfere with ' his midyear only reason, Ralph? However let ' 5 Repeal] 3% must tryour amel Madeleine, F em- A _ knoww Hora time. Whether , i befall, her, I care not! ‘~ I have saved . i father‘s stinted pin-mono to pay f; , I; " “WWII I may be be c{ve cahn ;_ mm, W y, can seew ma one 1 f . _Fenton Thorns.“ y - , mean Fenton Thorne's money, Myra?” said 4 5, Benz, . sarcasticalliiz; Thesilrl did not even wince. 3/7 ' v p I. '“ASgOll-Wln, lph,” esaid; “but that matters ‘ H . not; this fails With the girl, I’ll poison her to him, ‘ . and'l’ilscruple at no means which promise success. » ‘1 for reputation, veracity, fair-dealing, or any else? Once arouse the girl’s jealousy-,4 v , owa title, Ralph—give her good rounds for sisal. ous , and trust me for 3. RN woman’ 5; ti V'1'113'211 agitng bio well!" :81 v . s ,H'aor.e‘erpan,an we, 'and'Tim meets is wondrmmly like mg to ow?“ thing save all that makes, a man. But ,maadwe mustusehim. Fora few paltry dollars heisoursl”, \ ,e' ‘ .‘ican eacthispart?” _“Trus me for trainin him! But we will—" her ~ voice sunkto a lower , as a man‘s steps were «heard a preaching. Then a tall figure walked "leisurely . ’l‘hewalker did not observe the, quiet on; rs: it did he chose not to notice them. f, enhehad ssed,M a tumc’d new 'st 1‘ °° I?!” and a a was . n, , am surei knowl '. ,f ~ .gootfslluthem dlesome bus bodyi" ‘ _ us _ .. . ego, _ *t ng he did notYhear us, Myra!” said . Ross, with a feelin of relief. ’ ‘ " j it‘ll care not for h 'tené‘well to your “instructions. , Remem mice again sunk intoa laminaudi- ., have: tephen Smi Who had. walked b‘yso leis- , euro, that, when hewas once onto! earshot, the . gxtellow paused, ' ! Idefy mmz' ’ But, Raining, list-3 3‘; , gave one of his peculiar w whistles: and thou-yes.it must be confessod~he ', .l «- .-, . .1“ e1 'r'. Stephen. l‘lnéeve ‘ .Tlm Smooyhmooriool that he is,will still be useful to ' cum strou‘ an active; why do you not cane this - not slow orhalting uttered a yery forcible exclamation. Polite or other- wim it seemed to relieve Stephen. That exclama- tion had not the faintest reference to M ra Ho'xley or ROSS' but then Ste hen instant] str e on, by the de ct, thence across oWestmini rstreet, over the hr dge up into College street; and stride was Beyond a doubt, the younguman was ve serious. In a ew moments he was 'd beneath t e heavy loom of the trees bordering the marrow street. . ut lfisephen Smith did not enter. the college roun . i a . g The night wore on. The late lights were still burn- ing in that little back sitting-room of the rich manu- facturer. A ‘ . , Beyond a doubt, that was strange company for Welcome Hoxley, those tworough-looking men who sat with“ him around stable, engaged in anxious and evidently a very interesting conversation. . Welcome Hoxley his face aglow, it seemed, with anticipat praye -for trium h, his hands jinglin nervously t e heavy seals of watch-chain, stm at one end of the room, near the'head of the table. _ His two visitors were conferring to other. At length the looked up; one of t iem said: ’ “Well, Mr. oxley you can count on us, but first, sir, swear solemnly that whatever comes of this, our names will not be mentioned.” 7 ' v “ I’ll swear—I’ll swear, my men, of course—of course i” said the old man, hastily. ‘ ’ After hunting about for a moment or so, he found a small Testament." I 1 , “ I swear, by the Holy Evangelists, never. to im li- cate either of you in the .inatterl”,and he kissed he book without inching. _, r , ' ' “Very good, sir. evacceptyour tetlms‘, and we will gain your ends! Once gone, you shall never again hear of— ‘ , . “ H’sh! ’sh! no names!” interrupted the "old man, glancing around him nervously. J “ You are captions, sir, but you are wise. But now. snr, we‘ll Sign the agreement, and then would . like to handlethe gold—the hush-money, sir." , Old Hoxley hesitated; but it was vonlya tary hesrtation. From a drawer in the bio he took two apers. . v < “ ign both,” he said, spreading them out on the table; “you two willkee one, like other.” ’ The men did as direct . Then the old manufac- turer took from a safe a. leathem‘ has: of heaVy Weight, and slowly counted over the six tering pile, and then, wrth‘ a half‘sigh, nved it toward the men. They quickly secured we money about their persons, and Without a word took their hats and coarse overcoats, stole down the stairs, and noise- lessly out into the street. - ' 1 ' They hurriedly took, their way down Prospect street, toward the southern wharves. Scarcely had they one twenty paces, when at . rcct apposite the _oxley mansion a - orm allow y emerged from, the gloom and followed on a ter. ‘ , r . ' On went the two mysterious men and the one who hung upon their footsteps. At last the wharves were reached. . . w ' _ ~ Feeling around for-awhile in the gloom, one of the men drew in by a painter a ship’s'sm boat. They lost‘no time but Jumpin aboard let drop" ,thB oars . and/pulled directly out inhale ba’y. I ~ A quarter of a mile from shore a stately ship,.with tall and tapering spars, showed likes giant s ter. in the night. The man who had so persistent y fol- lowed alter the others-paused. ’ ‘ " . ' “ Strange—very strange!” he said; - “the old-m‘an keeps ha company, I am afraid!" and he turned to retracge his stgg. . ' .. ‘ , A8 Pa“ under a solitary ‘ , the " flickering beams revealed the very of ,Stephen Smith, the Kentuckiam ' ‘, a ’ ” , H ' ’ 13,; . _ ., a momen- ' ' V, the rear window; ‘ , V ghesr any thing. - 7 omens oven run sum; » - e r Arthur Fleming was gett' the Rover ready foetseaereated no especial surpr . The old was his. 'and'his affairs his owu; no one had. any t 213 to nag about It. , « . here were those of course who thought this action .vonthe part of the old man somewhat sin lar and strange; that, in his old age and Simon ed by his greet wealth, Arthur Fleming should grow greedy am. - ' fit was not unusual to send out a ten-ship; thougfil, at the time of which we write” the trade with Chi a and the East from Providence was slack, infect, almost abandoned. It must not forgotten too, that Arthur Fleming had made his fortune thirty Veal?! {gm tothe o ning date of our story. ' verwasl'lymg in the lower bay, just above Vue de l’Eau, She had been hauled on the sands, and her old copper sheathing scrubbed and patche her; seams laid wit oakum and pitch; an then she ludbeen floated off again by an incomin glde. Her high, goldafashioned, but, well-tried hu lad received a neweoat or paint: and her tail masts gel}: “refills yards, bearing a. new suit of sails, had wag Moped. Her provisions and water, “tbwégsfin cargo of commodities, were already V mulch volgrcoflicere and crew were aboard, and the them raft was to try the dangers of Old Captain Kelso’n the ' ,, ,3 Weather-beaten ski fie Fewer, was readily admitted to the'libra pot the h'ernmg mansion. Arthur Fleming was expectin 1m, he .wanted' to have a last talk over matters an to give his final instructions. ) r 1 aptain Jack Kelson was a representative of! the 0 d‘tlme Sailor. bluff, hale, red-faced, courteous, con- ?de’glt. and thought quite well of himself, in a pro- ‘388101361 Pint of View. The old mariner was all sglow, tar. fifteen years had elapsed sincehe had . snuffed the-Balm air from the deck of a ship. The old men tho. §hthe had retired for god, and that he would thus the remainder of his ‘ys, surround- . ed bytheme comforts and domestic joys: - Nevertheless it was with also _ i , rit and E that the sailor nded to h 8 old employers 'reques to take ld ' ‘ —- emigre: A V o, ship-41w Rover to men. Mr. Fleming was seated in his large arm—chain hut erosee’s‘thestate ‘ med” . _ Wed the “hm. ly old skipper unconee ly en “Giza, to (see you, . r s » ' ' \ ’ ’ keewish ouplgng. his, your last night, at horns, I 11 not “your soul sir!” retumed'the ea ts'in, ., , we told the old! woman and my ouse yo brg’gto ,em hhatgfidmn ’blesg ’eml 1 I’ve , , p on t e Rover to- ga, v the skipper seated himself. as perlectly “Then, It's -‘ , verygood, ca. tain- wecsntslk'at our leisur HBut, first, takes 'ttlefwine, and then, having to e out the papers, We’ll have a talk." As {gmspokeg the, merchant drew a. deean ter toward ' ., when a was heard out b _ t them‘ackingsnapotabrealg mgflw . _v . , emmg s to the window hurled o “shutters, answer! out. But the pen inky dark, an He leaned 011$, and ‘ "in turn Thenhetook in “19::lfiggééesh, and returned to his seat » Doyou fear listeners, see nor red- around sir?" asked the captain, ' J“ get. lie-that is, not exacflyzflbutl have In - for being cautiOus, Yon, captain, end an , goglmmumme old man’s vlogge trembled? ‘are .. ' dful sec " ’ r » 77 ~ * 738 sagfiffigne. Mr. Fleming. as it I dld not wits tr LOVE l rot , m bout; of the night. Then 1: ey separated-.—the sgpper V taking his wag toward 1; e southern -~"the , 10y . I céptain, and as I suppose you, never break an old «custom, and this is, got 311 my gm 58110111st I ‘ r . some —- l " £1331: n, 5%»;th thinkjti eel: Kelsgn fiysshim 332 ’Zfigmfi‘r’ifir‘fi“ Wreath" "mum/mm“ " _ . .w ave . ' ' ’ ‘ rstitthdimitwdwiml“..m~‘ S ' a -* m1.” ~ , ese=n eren ‘ ’ Fleming sunkebecklnhischzgh-i ' J my For some moments, he was, g ’ ’ neither hand nor foot. The 2 ’- crossedpverhischest; then 7 ‘M% by hisslde. Thenfigd, ‘ that; the“ or member” ” were we ' ' ' "‘ a deep endgdreamless s15 . " ‘3’- He was about homing the rich red liquor into , night was . ahead, slowly 1‘9 7 know it. I am aware otyeur situation, sir, and—4m, \ ~ so: for youlu H ' youth thank you!” anqu thouppor . merchant; .‘Ijlmow that you are Sincere, cath ' thatfiydw are wtgxignest’ mm A stench fnend is rare- A, , new a ‘ .' v v- e r . “ As tzg’ebfspmy name is Jack'Kelsonl'fl . ‘ ‘ There was a. pause for some moments—the shingle! occasionally sip the generous wane, and Ar, pr Fleming, pertur and uneasy, glancing over a pile ‘ of papers. . . . 't‘tlfng‘i‘hlh°°‘d Merse- Sm ‘ ere ‘ are cap '11. em .’:_ . “And now, isythe hovers—God blessthe old Wis . she all ready for the voyage, to;- any emergeney? ’ You know my my ALL-reaptaan, assayed-on he}; v ~. stanchness, and on our‘generosit and {madam , ’ and he glanced h pleadineg a the face of p- l min KGISOD. - _ g ' “The Rover. sir. can stand any gale that ever howled over the ocean; and, as for me, wh let it be sumcient thatyou have trusted me, mutiny name is Jack Kelson!” ' . vi , I “ True, captain, true. All will be well, all must be well allsruu. be well, and my daring Madeleine shall not be povert u f —stricken." I v, , ' ‘ Kr. Flame V “ Heaven grant hat may neveri'hapfie , lug’ andaend wh the truth is, 11 o kaelson ls, 5 've ‘ to that Miss Iliad eine will never be bromght strait ”’ and the old tar vigorously brushed atear- V droglfrom his mug}:1 weather-WLOW ’ - 1 = , “ esialou myo and tried friend! Mayflower. beever dto out" and the-Interment ' old skigiper 13% e hand, and wrung ltferraz y.: The we 01 men spoke together until a.» ,. city, 111 the ' tion of the whorves; and-Arthur ,; Fleming; with aching head and anxious. _ . , heart, turning aiutohispapers on thetable. ’ Atlasttheol mnemse. _ .4 r , H’ ‘ersl” he muttered. “’Tis my all; : am! the Rover Midget, oh, God! they are not mine} _ . . . Noblrth-nig tiestivities novices-glorified» elelnei No no, we must leave this, , ,amansivnl ' j foresaw the storm, and strove.to,,.,em mtgw; ed net I seemed on i '1: m °' ver. ave my ;te sh ' he haw! mbe’r Ar eleven ofigiflgegt ""an wu'bustle—fiof confusion—oxithe deckségg mi yer. i I K was ove u , a jam ' .- passed sbogrd fromp'the “01111318253,” ’ which was to tow the large ship down to the ’ ~: 5 At exactlyo Quarter past eleven, the the tug revolved, the hawser flattened, - shi Rover followed her small mach «beam. ..,e p. ., - W . gm whefierWWwWigem“ » Fi‘om’thécu Flam an finaleme ’ 3"” tmint; p as,“ ‘ , x Eamon Theme. the lair w 1’ . \ 2'0 _ Silently, turn 'by turn, father and daughter con; tinned to gaze after the Rover, until the dark smoke from the chimne of the tu , and the towering spars or the m _ s p, i were ' d behind the heavily- . . w ed land, ter away toward Newport. ‘fl d the prayers of father and daughter went up in a. united petition to Him who rules the storm . for the safety, success and return or the gallant old -shi . gBut g‘enton Theme knew not the earnestness of these prayers. That afternoon, at four o’clock, when ust below ,i , Newport, the Rover cast off the frien y hawser, then let_ drop her own snow-white pinions to the rising wmd. In an hour afterward, with a green, . , foamingxsea before her, and agpanki breeze abatt, "_- r the old Bhlliilped 1) Point Ju th, an dashed away overthero ’ng, w its-capped blllows. , One week after the departure of the tea-ship, Madeleine Fleming received a letter, written in a miserable, scrawl ng chirography—a letter, whose . contents she read and re-read as she covertly scruti- mine?» the rugged little urchin who brought the m ss ve. u I The girl hesitated for a while; her father was not at; home, and she was, from necessit -, her own at, though merely 9. mai en, yet the girl had a. warm. tender woman’s heart, and an ear - over open to the cry of. the unfortunate, or the pleadings of charity. ' ,, She did not gander long, but taking a sh of paper hastily scribb a few lines in pencil, am. handed it - tothe little boy, givinfi‘him at the same time a few , pennies to make lad is poor forlorn heart. v thwagn the chi] I had gone, Madeleine returned to B . ./ 7 ‘ V ,- ' She rmnotpaused to watch the little boy, and did ' the tall man at the neighboriiég corner, «inlet? call the, messenger aside, and, ipping a b h‘ halt dollar in his hand, take the note—quickly jg, return it to the boy, at the same time , zircon his we . Y- ,, But ciao spread out that rude scrawl ing mineral: perused it again. The mai en’s V ‘ asshetolidedtheletterandplaced 7 o o. , , communiention was brief and touching. ' It 159‘s. r Sour women sollmts your charity. I am suffer- y- WEgkand havertfculr little children 9.39m! " “l i? 01’ SUDPO - a ealto ou “ Miss for Aid. I have often selgi and lgv v ,ycux sweet face; I know I« could up to none , more willing to help me. I do not ask or ouralms 3 until on have seen me and my "cliche-guess, and have card my hungry children on ing for bread. 9‘ Come and See me; you have noth ng to tear, for innocence, coupled with such oodness, is its own safeguard: I have washing to 0 almost every day _ but am at home in the evening. I beg on come an .r see me. ‘ I live on the Seekonk, in t e first, little house, a. qusrter of, a mile below the Butler Asylum. is -, Pleaoecome. "HT ting out”, s. .i m... with" .1 sex... . ed "no ' s to - r e w w _ m ht, its“; been expected,“ her. consisted of ‘ [yellow lines, and lead thus: 4 - .. “mussels: ' ~ ‘ w “Otcourse‘l’ll me. I will brin with me some- in. ‘e “shiny-this» evening. 1 We be no Chris- : tin itvlseflieed you. ~ . v , “ Truly yours, ~ » ‘ - " ' Mmmmnn MING." ' 'I'heisunhad just gone down that evening, when ' Wieleine Fleming walked hurriedly by the college ,and turned into Hope street. .She continuedout this : thoroughfare. at a. rapid pace-until, she has gone a, * considerable distance beyond the university. Then fl ' ' shestrucl: directly across the common. at that time 1‘, 2: lotion!“ poor little children. , ‘ not me early ‘ ., Yaw“...- v...“ WAS IT LOVE? 1 » ’ I . ‘ ...,‘ ‘ . 4-5,.qu h..,-N‘,«, , u .. gigs, and ushed on her' we toward the 7. dark of w , s, in which, half- id, lay the. Butler Asvlum. , Theyoung girl sleekened not her step, despite the ominous twihglht, which was settling down, but kept on along t e lane, leading-into the main high- wa . v , , MYadelelne, however, was beginning to feel nerv- ous, for the twilight was rowing dee r: somber shadows were ing under he trees a in the fence corners,_and t 0 place was lonely and dut-ot-the- a . ~ - o wonder that the young girl's heart beat uieker, as a tootstep, rapidly following, tell sud- aenly on her ear. Madeleine turned, andsew the tall figure of a man striding along after her. She hurried er pace. The man promptly quickened his. Then the girl, in very terror, forward into a run. ‘ “Fear not, '83 edeleme; it is Ii” sung out a cheerful voice. ‘ “ Heaven be thanked! I am so glad it is you, Mr. ' Smith!” she continued, as the Kentuckian came up. “Were you alarmed, Miss Madeleine?” asked the stalwart collegian, in his deep but pleasant voice. ,1 “ To tell the truth—yes; but, I am not now, Mr. Smith. I am so led you have come!” The girl spoke frankly, art essly. For a. moment a shade of poignant pain clouded Ste hen Smith’sdsce, but it was gone m a moment, an one of anxiety and suspicion took its place,“ he glanced quickly around him. _ “And where are you going] Miss Madelem l" he asked, softly, after a. pause, ‘ Laden with a ct, too! Give it me ” and he took the heavy basket. \ “I am on a m ssion of mercy, Mr. Smith. A .r - woman is living right here in the city, and e is tturoingfl’. - “ Are you going to her house?" “ Yes; it is not far ’off now.” _ - “With your permission, Miss Madeleine, I will accompany you,” said the student. “I am some what charitable myself, if people will let me be! These last words were spoken at ittle grimly. wft‘él‘hanli, you, Mr. Smith; I am so“ glad you are - 1 me. ' I Madeleine Fleming was a noble, trusting girl, and. her faith in Stephen Smith was implicit. The two had now left. the highway and entered, as by directions in Miss Chapman's letter, a small by- path leading below the asylum. . ‘ Suddenly, but far in front _ of them, two forms flittcd across the . \One was a female, as could be seen despite the gloom; the other was a. man. Further on, up this dark lane, a carriage stood, dimly visible in the evening glamour. A the two persons cleared the road, Stephen . 9 Smith coughed aloud Almost instantly a. small st of flame leaped out ahead from the bushes, a bu let dashed the sand of. thepeth, in the Kentuckian's face. and a sharp re- port rung out on the air. I , ' But Stephen Smith did [not start. He simply ex- claimed: _ v i . “ Look out there, or you’ll Shoot somebody!” As he sfioke, the figures emerged from the crush, ' and struc rapidly across theeorfimon. Ste hen Smith smiled to himself but said nothing. “ at was a narrow esca , r. Smith," said Madeleine, trembling in every nib. be more careful with fireanns." “ The truth is, Miss Madeleine " replied the student, gavely, some people don‘t care ; he should be taught tier. But, come, where is the cues of this poor woman? I do not see it.” * , ‘ “Nor I; and, Mr. Smith, I think I’ll tryagain to- , mot-row, ’Tis dark now.” “ You are wise, Miss Madeleine; We'll return. But gouaarg tired; we’ll see it that .carflege yonder is ng ge . ' By this time Madeleine him trustineg salad - ' -, W , ' arm into Stephen Smith‘s. The two w the carriage; . . . .mmmm;,.n. A“: n... .1 i as. MPeople should ‘- ___. I . WAS IT LOVE; .r \ l ‘ '3 Are you fingered .9" asked the Kentuckian of the dnver, who was half-dozing on his seat r‘e" Yes; for the Indy and gentleman,“$ was the show ” i right; we are here,”seid - the student, Pmmptiy. . i . J . The driver stared at the answer, and the-big basket, but simply adjusted his reins and asked: “Where to?" “Mr. Arthur Mom! ’3, North Main street," re- ? Stephen mith,as ehanded in his charge, and I ollowed with the basket. himself. ' r ‘ ' “Vi? good sir; I know the house.” The driver crack his whip, and they rolled avray. Madeleine wondered' her head seemed light—she aha?!“ fancied herself in a dream. But e said no i"Stellalgeezi-Sriiith' was unusually quiet; he was thin]:- ‘ifteen minutes passed and the carriage which had been driven at a rapid rate, drew up before the entrance of the Fleming mansion. - Silently, the student assisted the maiden to alight. muesli; it??? ‘i’ihdfive’mmww “mi”? t v a a: 6 one nut or 6 he? already been I id, drove away. y, I , Corrie in, Mr. until—do," ended Madeleine; “But the collegial: oxen“ himself and "after placmgthe basket within the lite, wed, and strode away toward Oolle estroe * . - ' I Yourrre euchered Ra Ross! Iheld too strong a hand; though, it the truth must be told, you’re Imam enoufh fora dozen packs! Strange, ay, very strange! on had better not been born, black- hearted villain, than to have raised your hand agamstm hfel" , The stu ent strode on. CHAPTER XIX. , " WHAT mm arms em.” I “,‘Wnux, Well, pay good woman, that matters not! Tell me your price, and if reasonable, I will pay it.“ Nay‘snay miss; you‘re in a hurry, and—mn- reiiiilsona 1e.- ou ask a great deal at my hands. It w not do for me to engamn deception, else it may . W‘/NO%W&‘MW"WW “PM” " . ‘ “fixevm «railedla \ ,a _w e erornot on ‘ your; fisfioe; ml1 will pzy'tgxfi?m them! Iwant . ‘ , ' again ntemip . unless §our purports: gehgggi “Are “they not honest?” exclaim ‘1 @933“ a Illsylnese of mi ‘ e I ed the “fled 3 no ne an know ‘ " filled the old woman. calmly: “ but I do knggwhrz; m ‘N V, V ystam \ounelwlcat then are h g)? . _ L I) ‘ ‘ “gush! tushl" saidfhe other; “ you talkidiy and nut to the purpose. I 11 not listen to your nonsense. Na do not interrupt me, forums is mesons, amyhere 011 business. Tell nye what on gemand foil“ aiding me, and how much, in midi on, for kee a, secret, Speak out; remember, busmesais £3213 nesg, find that the mono will .be easily earned." The old 'womim‘_ beck, andcaetmg her eyes aloft, geemed lost in some abstruse calculation. ‘ Her face was a strange one—41w old woman's— - and contending _ one were bat there. But her visitor was getting impatient. V “S madam!“ she studz impel—lonely; “this can not require much thought.’ The old woman slowly lowered her head. “ You are business-like. “ , I ‘Wivthalow‘ 13 hi andlnpeasmuchso ’ Pay me twenty dollars in adveme, you have my H ' At 3 I r Take“ 0 y. yw;,,,tavko/u’ °r Imfind silie turned toward t e door. V _ flagged don’t go. Wait a. monie’am,‘ and letmo You‘re in too wetehumr. , v , door of the“ small, retired, rear. « hunt it indeed!” she muttered ‘ Anne ' _ ‘ . ' . leiétgr wasgh‘lllggefiifleifi hen “i " I'll not wait a minute," and the visitor laid her hand upon the knob ‘ ' .“I’ll accept quickly; I . , \“Goodl” said the other, as if expecting such a result; “I will come tomorrow, and make my man ements." < Wit out another word, room into the st morning. ~ g y ’ , , This singular conversation took place in? a small , house, standing in the rear of a tenement on North, Main street, near the gatesof the cemetery. “The , omitting even to say good. old-fashioned brass plate. that plate—a uaint odd name. Several wee s had now elapsed since the r- _ hence of the events as ven in ourth chapter; and ’ the honored event in t e aristocratic Fleming man- sion—the birth—night of Madeleine-had passed un- celebrated. ! Had it been forgotten? 4 . The large house,.on that usually auspicious even- ing. was closed; only one or two lights shone out, from the huge pile, and they came from the dormi- tory of the serve ts. ' , f ,The truth is a. week before the lazuli-looked!“ . night, Arthur Fleming had told his dang iter, with a sickly smile, a. faint attempt at light—heartedness~ to:- tears stood in his e eHhat he ween—not exactly ‘ {Erector celebrating t birth-nights: but he was afraid that his guests Igiight tire of them! - ' " sdeleine lied bow ‘ herhead, and said nothing. Her father had gone on to. say that, therefore insteadof celebrating the occasion as of old, he and Madeleine would take a trip by rail, and here a wmter view of Niagara. Falls! / -‘ Madeleine had not raised the slightest objection to midwinter journey. The 11 on this December even No flash: and gorgeous dresses on his " neath the radiance of the great undeliers. One week after the evening Fleming and his d3 hter re ', seemingly happy, and whatever were the clouds above hob—somber? or, purple—was almost always ha py. Fenton has“: mini more“ ~ eaeeo ve_y.' w Since the eventful evening when Ste ‘ Smith had accompanied Madeleine in search 0 the widow - Che. man‘s out-of—the—way and nevenimmd cottage; the entuckian had called pessi allusion to the circmnstance; and he ex- 4 7 M howl-prise whateveriwhen the girl informed on that she had file next do to lock for the poor {Sufism but had ed again findingherorher ' ‘ suggested-that in the ' 'r 'V r mmé’fiofigkmity , or ch con man did nwoiunteelg to e ow mam- Blade ' ‘ ht it a, little stra e thgt he failed to do gm , h however, and Ralph Ross, ad passed; and had it not been eats s' by, is than ' “g 18 1mg“ linen had come to blows. Ono We, (1 nev . Asmbggnifpossigle, meethimtaeeto _ 1 several weeks had, greed ‘ One morning Madeleine sat in her fat er‘e library. . sad and listless - for Fenton Theme for some “use “wigglith iximseu longer was roles:st the _ glanced at the staperscripdon. As the mason maiden took ‘ th writing—evident ' line-4' - ' Mwileleine It was WW ouse, then, had been echelons and . ' l your-otter,” gasped the old woman." she whisked out of the" ' ‘ house,borealarge, “1 There was a name on ‘ I ' this plan; for she knew, though he failed to tell her -. in so many words, hertather’s reasons for- ’ 80.. -‘ 30$ avoided Ste en,'and xx .1, ."wim. I. mm mm I K , _ alabastfiy‘tore open the envelo and, withfeel- , - new not attempt to descgiene, read as fol-‘ u we: r. r , ' {‘gml’ardmfia: at r hichI gun in _onr epr‘esump one 17 am , Mdrmmg on. « Though a stranger, yet, be eve “ ,me, [am uated solely, in writing to you, by the ’desireto do on. a service. I know on by reputa- ' tion and by hi3; but have neVersp n with you. But I do know him, personally, whom rumor says to 7 be your accepted lover. » I know Fumes Tnonxnl‘ ‘ Begonia-few plain wtordsfihd thou I sign no name iscommu ca on, on acce m . i" ' “itirmlimmwmd bitéglwwsgy‘hem maker“ y . an a ,‘na no your era . 7 woman; he kaa plighted his saw two; that v _.;woman‘ that woman.“ the rich and beauti‘ Mm 110:: . The young man has heard it hinted that your fatherlamt—excuse me, it I give yen ain—is not as rich as 're rt would have him. 0* course there is no fou ation for such a re rt; but you Will see that it has had some weight wi 11 Mr. Feuton , [home (He has transferred his aflections to Myra lx Hoxley—a flne ‘rl, Miss Fleming. we must all admit, v and rich, Wisma Fenton Thorns is rich, too; but he is so sh. From an old acquaintance, I speak ' as Ido. He would not wed the prettiest and most , amiable, girl in Providence, and all agree that you are such, unless she brought him a large fortune. I do not ask you to believe ' but i 1 order to satisfy our own mind, as to the fed. ty of this fellows pro- tations to you, I ask you as you value your future happiness to go and see a good old woman r—a wise woman, living in the rear of No. —- North Main street. You may not believe in clairvoyancy or astrology, nor will weargue as to the merits o ; Sher; but go and see this old woman, who pretends ‘ ' eat-all events to be a clairvoyant, and a reader of the ' stars: .11 on dis this advice, eville come of 3 it. sees ihe old wrung:n at onoze.tazlfi1't€tfi 110:8?" i and, n ouw a es rs . m ,. y " “A Farms." v z " . ten {rem Madeleine Fleming’s hands, ’ “cold shims/imaged over her frame. Her face WWBG, and thengrew as le as death. ,. 2m?“ he moane . “Oh God! can! ' Alwtig'ne isso falsIeI? No, noxl But, 'r ‘ , , a . . . onsense away . iddlluot distrust him. 0h! Fenton is mine. V 5, _ Yet, this letter! Oh! Heaven! I’ll o ‘ F El? . lflmw‘see this woman—I’ll 8691: her now " , ,_ CHAP'I‘ERXX._ .v :wrwr mamas BEARD macaw. h 1am on the same evenlxx? Madeleine Fleming, stgglthil 13?} her father? man. w: on ‘ a erw u or 'Mam‘ stree. She ; 'dx'ev‘vher cloak around her, ,?No one paid special attention to the maiden, and no, Walther? her; tor she brushed right against Ste- nsml who was stridin inde endent al w,‘ fiather bad-flawre cigar}.J 1y ong' “Mad” cine breathed tree!" 'shehad confidence in .\ her dismiss. She did nOtlealtht all, but hurried “ xaloxig'toward the heuse designated in the letter or ' 'y , w .’ f ' , , . «She ' used at the little dark cello ' leadi down tetheid‘welli pasta raquth fir, and, w withi “out heslhi'tmg, 1011381390 “1:11ng atlfimg- all? 1» own way. 'enpaceson e on one '* ‘g’ide‘. sudd ‘ ' . I halted; for there on a B 9: . ‘ leine over, and by the uncertain, flan. . lug light of anadjaoent lamp, she managed to read an . J, l . ‘ . “ligands Fusion DUPLICITE, clairvoyant." ' A. 7» The girlha‘d gone, too far now to retreat. Sum- , atoning alllher resolution, she tapped lightly on the z “, ane “ v ' o \ p'ghsoig wasuoresoonm. . door, was annolddashioggd ' find. dropped her veil r Madeleine waited a minute, and rappedagain. Still no answer. , ' V , _ _ The girl'sheart fluttered at the strange tion in which she was placed; and, frightens attire loneliness of the place, shewas about hurrying awa . . . Brit then a faint light flashed over the transom- wiudow of the door, and thebolt was turned. - _ A coarsely-clad/negro woman stood there. ‘ “What on want, missus?” she asked. i“ Does flan? Duplicite live herelwaskedMado- len'e trem n . ‘ "- , ’ “ es, she of; Eutt ou cagt em? ‘less send in our name rs ' em’s e me’so rs.“ . 37% elem my name is—is-{Madelelne Flam ," said the young girl, in a low vowe. , “We jest wait. one minute. and I’ll tell her. ‘ I ‘ The woman was gone but a moment, when she re- turned ea ing: » . I ,,, ,“Walk , Miss; the Madame was somewhat ' my”): -, r,» v .3 I. wleine noticed the “Miss” in the woman’s words, but without more, ado gathered her skirts 01%me around her and entereélh e blouse.dl own a narrow assag, e, ran .a ' un- , lighted room, thenpup a ricketygstaircaslgy'then straight on, me. still narrower passagewa , and’at last the woman paused before a door. fiadeleine had followed close behind her. In this hall-wayabright li ht was burning. and Madeleine saw that the door tore which she and her guide had paused was entirely covered with- queer, cabalistic characters. . - r The woman rapped boldly on the door. Instantly a sharp, querulons voice insidemsponded. “Come in!" i 7 Then the e, gently ,opened the door, and pushed Made eine forward into the room. ‘ Seated before a table, on which lay a human skull, , an hour. lass, and a. well-thumbed c of heavenly odies, was a thin old woman, with long gray, elfln locks, and a dark, scarred face. Behind a pair of old-time horn-rimmed spectacles flashed a pair of 1piercing black eyes. ‘ ‘ / Theo d woman’s form was bent and bowed. She seemed. atleast, seventy years of age. “ We Madeleine Fleming, what would you have ’ of Ina—t _e old clairvo ant? ’ ’ . ‘ Madeleme was \sta ‘ ed at the sharp, shrill voice, - but she answered at once—{or where a woman’s, heart is interested, she can as eak. \ ' “ I’ll tell you in a few we . Madame," she stam- mered, in low, hesitating tones. “ I received a letter to-day from some unknown source telling rue—that -that my lover was (also to moi it also told Inc—- this letter—that could tell me moreofhim. I am camel", and t e poor girl gazed anxiously at the old, wrinkled, tawny face ‘before her. “ Ahl” ejaculated the old crcatu with someth like a chuckle, “I can tell you , any-thing, gir I But before those lips are opened, tell me your age and firepfiold into my palm; a Wedgie, too, or i s a no ” ‘ I)gilentl , tremblineg, Madeleine drew a‘ golden coin from her pocket, and let it fall into the woman’s open palm. ' The fingers of that hand did not close gr up- . on the precious metal; they slmpl shut on it. on the money was quietly transferr to some recepta~ cl'e‘ benea h thepld hag’s girdle ' t8 mygn-il Now interrupt-me not, but lis- n. For several moments the old claim ‘ t bent her ygrsel: inco- head over the table, and muttered to herent, inaudible sentences. . ' At length she raised her head. ' 7 ' ' “ Eaten, Madeleine Fleming!” she began, in a sol- emn, measured voice. “ Heed Well the welds Of one who sees clear! You once had a lover- no NY. 30 soon to intermpt me! His nameran orne. 8 sum now-—” L . he started violent! and tottered beck- ward'. but she recovered hex-sat. ‘ ‘ l v o I K 3’He loves: '(m a ., .‘lopthsa er. ‘ ' leme‘ . not, my child, for all this is locked in my bo‘ .“fllhe young man has turned his thoughts-to the richer,- and no less levely, Huxley. Nay nay, ' - maybe for on agoo‘ riddancc. If the youth, for, dew hand of - genuinebands of wedloc 1 He heard rumors, true mmors, Made- eming,’ of your father's embarrassments. , give not way; bear up‘ my c For, after all, this mone , be alse to one, will he not be the same to - theot er! Now listen: this night, at nineo‘clock, I ' Stand on the opposite side of the street from the OXIey mansiOn. Look through the blazing win- and on will see Fenton Thorne holdmg the Mgra Hoxley in a 'mimic marriage cere- e, soon to be followed by I Go Madeleine Fleming andsee for yourself the *perfld'y or this man; an many. A mock-mam say no more." . n , Blinded, stunned and scarcely hreathmg, Made- , lelne Elem st‘a cred helpless! downstairs-— \\ I, and the ll ht streamed out into the dark Street. Y r The sig 1; which Madeleine Flemii r ., Her brain reeled fearftu . cloud of des d y cad _ PO _ enfizkseemed tohave settled forever, eye I for the safe then out into he co desolate, my case street. , ' ht had, long; smce deepened into night, and: the moonthad sunk beneath the cumulous clouds wes . . o‘clock came, half-past eight; and at nine—— in the _E§ght hid en 'undertheheavy shades of the trees on the, Opposite side of the street—TMeleine Fleming gushed backpthe thick vall which had covered. her a “Egan face, and across through the half- °Pened shutters of I e Hoxley mansion. on eta sudden. the shutters were 11 open, at that mo- ment saw made the warm blood in ing through her youthful frame flow back in wil suffocating tor- rents to the heart ' and a wild, wailing , bloodless lips. She threw her nervous hands up in the air and staggered back But a streng arm was suddegg held out to her, audgof‘ag’llggures 1mrungtoher ' e. :1 Le , ome w m 1 an o and trust moi Comefifkog: man all!” n me, And Stephen Smith, the Kentuckian, with warmth, tenderness ' m in his manner. drewu the scream broke from her ter. 051“ 0‘ some rum BAN. , I and Weeks Madeleine Fleming was Her rounded face grew thin and ,kcircl betokenmg grief and are 8. , . Her father, over whom, h thisyetime, a continual no“ the! _, , 113’ Iron the cheek, the {lawless leek-luster , eyes 0: his sad, thoughtful laughter-.1 , . . The old father spoke to his child but she evaded him and repliedlnco en ,alwa’ s doovonng‘ to fihcer away his gloomy resign. let- ethere was no cart. no . . . and Madeleine did not convmee her fa, erthatshe was he py,.as she Said. Then the halt’distractedrowm t ought that his dawhmrwas brooding (We? the sad news he had told her some uncle since. regarding his impending bankru toy. ' .1 . a The cloud settled deeper on Arthur Fleming, and ‘ day he prayed. With increaain earnestness. and 511006.88in return o the Rover. 11,, (men t ought of his former happiness and can. tentme whentheg laddayfifilippedb - rm “:3 .8, , ‘ Yaltnostun But those days had gone by; the Emulsion in which \Al‘thur Fleming lived was 8131191? 3 r ‘ - , be- m" he “to others! The food wh ' supplied his m ., R8 ,Pllltchased with themoney of his ereditor’s. _ does. freigth with woe and trouble. had \ .'»x " WAS 11‘ mm'l‘ ‘ and the old man was 1 his way throu h the walnut friends frequ ' and always spoke. distantly.wa M J." ,no longerl" continued the [old I longeslnce aphearei, small at'flrst, it is true, but p0 m . r ind Arthur Fleming, though he knew the cloud would swell in its, proportions, and rise , he!“ ward the zenith, ashis own’ fortunes went own m - / inverse ratio yet he chose to turn his back on that I . ominousban looming up. He would not face it; 1‘ ' 5,: and with eyesclosed, and head bent down, he 10-. = " fused to see the black shadow at his feet: , ' , , Now, at last, his whole horizon was coveted over, » forced to open his eyes Itasca his way. ' ’l r In a new battle with life in a new for ~ mung, Arthur Fleming feared the remit. He fear , on account of his daughter? in her, he was _ , , wraptup. He wasbeyond themid of.life;»lsdeed, / were a ntous and ominousand momentarily increas- v 3 his autumn leaves had fallen, and his feet _ getgrsmg, be a wiser woman. Adieu, my child, for the” trfeading the dreary confines oi! the icy wmterlshd’d .1 8. ‘ ‘y ‘ The fatherfeared another conflict for gold—feared it for Madeleine’s sake. » ~ The stake he was playing for was lofty; but the, hazardous. / “' game was fearfu , , Should his hope realized—should the client old ' Rover return in safety—all would be well; ut if dis—W aster should Overtake his venture, he andehia do " a ter would be ingulfed in'ruin' the well would. force demo: the enemas sion. and stan , lank and ravenous, in hall! ’ These terrible calculations between sum and failure, told on the old man’s frame; and his speech became alittle wild, .' , _ , , r ‘ Madeleine had observed the change in her {MM ‘ , with anxious ey and fearing Thishad added ., j v to her own beer: ~trouble, had Weighedher given her sleepless hours and nights, and thin, was a" _ - cheeks. _ , ' T'r 3-" Since that fatal evening, on which the maiden ” consulted the old clairvoyant, and afterward and the gloom of the aims opposite the Hoxley‘ mimics, ,f 4 - ’f had seen, ugh the open window, thaw ‘ which made her reel, Madeleme Fleming, a ,' change?fcreatltlu'e.f th - m hm h, , h » A a ram er a er’s , s chad crown. “Sig hen’Smith hadi .callledfseveml times at f e rig manswnyan wasawa rea mated, . Between him and Madeleine thegmglgen g ~ ‘. v and soul-deep~ conversations and interchanges 9!; '~ thoughtand surmise. On such 3 V ‘~ was always more cheerful. Shehungas _ '“ on the words 01! the 'Kentuc ' , as, on more ' pious than one, she had clung to my?“ , Fenton Thorne’s name was seldom me these conferences whenever it was." wit? \ ‘ tremblin by Madeleine; witha l/ ‘ ' *1 « mfificufifix byStephen Smith; I “1‘ 8131118: seean ‘ m ~ - r v which at limes were absoluth ' hid -» grossed in the fate of the old my . d "but 1 . used some?“ swig: rather 1m, ~ , 0‘18 eanxmus a scanned ~ ~ white lace of his daughter. . V For some time, FentonThomHowa " " ~-—had-uotput insnap ranceatthe or .. betrothed. Itistrue, owevehthst he had written warm lovi notes to Hadeleine; but he ‘ . figs “or: 8;. ng moss K e ween e on man ’ " ' say, adecided coolness had :1? flats, " ,S‘ 1 ~ ' great extent, was occasion hen Smith’s f = ’ persistent! rude andsnarling’dehsheanor.’ _' , ) , . Fenton me, in all frankness, he‘dasked him the; « meanin of this, and the reply whichhe received then_ the blood tingling h 1313 cheeky; ' But Stephen Smith had no‘Eced wrath 13¢ ‘ “his friend, and had put him gently, eta ', dlele churns“? once merged- 9mm. ' en y, see . uarters at 0011' 1nd " ‘fiter' " phen quietly unconcernele " room. 7 The .whilom as a" lb contact; ' W 'l “1,: in" v ‘ a W WASITLOVEl ,/ I ton Thor-he‘s large. expressive e as often allection- ately watched the form of his ear old chum, and I once or thce, those eyes had filled with tears. , Fenton Theme wasambitious; he knew his own - powers, and some time before he had privately _. madoan application to the Faculty for a. premature , examination, to allow him to enterthe Junior class. He studied d1 'vently scarce] taking time fox-meals, and almost out rely disregan ing exercise. _ Stephen Smith had noted the youn ‘fellow's in- dustry though he knew not the occas on; for Fen- , ton his studiously kept it back, intending it as a ’ . surprise if he succeeded, as a secret if he tailed. ‘ T eFacult had readin granted the application. Atl V 11 t 6 young man bethought him, not that he had or otten her, of Madeleine. Then he re- v embered is neglect, Then Madeleine‘s strange 'lence recurred, with double force, to him, and a. Sickening feeling grow over his heart. . hat same evening he went to the Fleming man- Sion, and run the bell. swerod; but ohn, who~went to the door, looked somewhat embarrassed as he saw who it was. ‘ The young man noticed this, and produced his card once. Without inviting him to enter, John took the card and entered the rlor, which was brilliantly lighted, ' leavin the your man standing at the door. / ’ In a. 11-minute the servant returned, and return- ing the card to the student, said: " Miss Fleming is,engaged, and she directs me to say that she does not wish to see Mr. Tliorne. " ‘ 'Did she say that, John?" asked Fenton, starting “ ‘f Those were her wonls, sir,” returned the domes- tic, closing the door at the same time. CHAPTER XXII. 7- , _ A runs m THE; SKY. ' z ‘ 5T8: ‘oollegian's frame shook, the blood boiled in > veins, and the color faded from his cheeks. » Reeling-like a drunken man, be cred away to- ,wardmthe iron gate which was hanging ajar, as u! invit gills departure. ' ' ‘ ' e. oung man reached the street, he turned l ' » As t - amigos back at thefamiliar mansion. He started " violent y, and gasped for breath, as his gaze shot timing the brilliantly-lighted WlndOW and rested j on two perSOns Wit . ,_ ,. In that parlor, Madeleine Flemi and Ste hen -‘ . ‘Smith were seated on a sofa. The tter hel the ‘- “small hand of the former in his own strong palm, , and Madeleine was looking trustin 1y, fearlessly into _ thehandsome, dusky face of the entucklan. by They had already forgotten him, who but now had Sickle: heart, his brain reeling, Fenton Thoma , , loved hands to- ;ggther, staggered rather than w ed toward the L" , tam college on the hill. ‘ ,‘When he and Stephen Smith met again, there was ,. "no recognition between them. As was customary, . the'Ken uckian nodded his head; bntFenton Theme .* m ,f noticednot the, salutation. He simply fixed a dark, " , soowling look utplon the other and passed on. ' Stephen Smi started at the insulting de rt- ment of his old chum, and for a. moment a red ush swept over his swarthy face. But, as if recolleeting himsemheybowed his head while a contemptuous ' - , smile lighted the corners 0 his mouth, and strode = on. r . , Several weekspassed thus—Fenton Theme, almost ‘ av writing loving, burnin letters to Ma- r. flaming, ending at last n accusing the . on e turnedsaway, and clenching his . of trans erring her “ adections to the miter _ f nSmithl” , en the young man received an answer—the first t“It‘k'é'lluttny a long, weary day of heart and soul. is read thus: I . "fflm’mosm: _ ‘ U - I do not love Stephen Smith; I esteem him i , V hissth as a. stendiastmndincnins friend. I will be an > , \. - His summons was soon an- ' , x V, n, r. , ,. U; ,, new.” , ~va at home this evening. . Oblige'me by calling]; and so kind as to bring with you'all of my toe letters; also my daguerreot . . Wruny, ' r ' I U ‘ “Mum We." Clouds rushed over, Fenton Thermals bra and a storm raged in his heart that evenin , as hur- riedly wa ked up the graveled way eadlxfi'efrom , mine the streetgate, to’the hall door of the mansion. « , He hesitated not a moment bu Exiled the bell. In a moment he was admited‘hy Jo , who sim ly, and it seemed impertinently, pointed to the cor. ~02?- entered the room. , Madeleine was seated on the sofa; by heralds, gteréificontemptuous and unperturbable, sat Stephen “Good-evening Madeleine—~Miss Fleming," said the student as e stood within the room,» the same time rankly reaching out his hand. He did -' not notice Ste hen Smith at all. Madeleine rew proudl proffered hand. Fenton orne colored viciously, and dlzliis eyes snapped fire. He drew himself up gran y. . “I am here, Miss Fleming, in accordance with your request,” he said. with ifinitév; “ and I have a package for you.” His voice s igh 1y trembled. _He laid a small parcel on the piano, and taking up his hat and gloves, which he had placed on a table, he bOWed and turned toward the door. Madeleine saw the movement. “ Please be seated {or a moment Mr. Thorne," she said, hastily—her vorco shaking, despite her efforts to the contrary. ' .The 1011118 man turned.;obedie, ntly, and seated himse , at some distance from the maiden. ,. , Stephen Smith left his seat, and strolled uncon- cernteldly toward the window—then back to the man e. ‘ “ I did request you to come, Mr. Theme; m object was, that we should have a clear understan ing be- fore wc part forever.” ' She paused. “ Part1 And what is all this mystery, task, Ma- ' deleine? What have I done that you thus treat me -thus cast me out i” demanded the young man, with fire in hisLeyes, and ii 'htnin inhis to no. The maidenrecode from list imper one voice. At three Strldes Stephen Smith drew near. “ Shall I remove this impulsive youth? Speak but the word, Miss Madelein‘el ’ and he gazed With a low- ering Eorow'rgt the Eisner-pt 1.1m , * . on n orne e V 'e e u n thsother, but said nothing. There was dec oilfield determination “smashes-1b.. * ‘ o, no, . ; on to be You 831! In Mr- Thoma?“ shg continued, turn- ing to herol love , “wily I, have cast on em I have not cast you ofll a , do not intierrupt me, for our‘interview must be brie . '“I have not cost you off; but, Fenton ,Thome,§0u have been {am to have cast us err-l, Ohl eavenl" the {375 “ii “if “stilt?” an. in i ' tep en was now mm fleroel --o.t the imminent riskof breaking lt—on thegglass shade over the wax-vireork egg: mantle. r mum Made no, mean out” again‘ ‘ cred m9???“ diss bi toy : 'u‘ ‘ yous em er m ve ace news as behind my back? Shame on §on. enton Thomel" “A ! shameon ml” hissed the Kentuckian, un- able 0 ertohold . v “ Heaven! This is too much!” greased Fenton.- “I beg you, Madeleine, by the love on once professed for me—~I beg on S ' . hen th bythe memo of our old-time lrieridsth‘ip, to explain; this hideous a alr— this black dream tome: Or, for “stratum rk‘nseasuslsh I ~ we... .owy e.ine‘em g, V are -. With tears. to his toes. and asked in tones: Fenton Thorns, his anger almost choking him— I back: and refused the ‘ l 3 l l l I . ‘. ’ "And do youinot love—lgm Hoxleyr“ ‘ r ‘ . “3W3”! 1 love Myra oxley? I loathe her, I .’ hale/her, and the ground she walks uponl“ almost thundered the ‘young man. ' ,_ . um this "“ , speak, speak _0 Fentl”. and Site hen Smit , his long hair fallingnéround his dusky ace, ‘ over to get the answer. -. 3 , r ‘1 tell IEon nay, I_swear'it! that I HATE Myra Ho‘xleyi _ eaven fo verme if I sin in so deingl ’ | One Word more, enton Theme,” and Stephen Smith seamly breathed, as he almost- sunk on his knees, to time his former friend, “where were you on thawentm Q]? the 96th of December f” _ In my room in the eollege—no, I forgot: I was ‘11 Professor Lincoln‘s study, passing my exomina~ 1759}! {pr entrance into the Junior class.” . : now, Fento " and the words were scarcely gdibhs.‘ read this etter, and then tell me if you , ow the hand which lined the words.” *‘ , 1:118 maiden scarcely thed, and her e es stared, & Aost unmeaningly, in the face of the co eglan. wilmfiwgzzggfbgverl‘the letter,» and a dark, crash 3 I‘m“ i hion euton 'Elriisofine sfece. lie And gins wicked trick i” « n s nervous he do not, see through « in »a hull whisper. / “ Where are Wu" hat on do not detect in every eyes, Stephen . 1:13:36 gingevery word, a orgerymkm 1: Ross, THE “Ayl ayi Fool thathssi i’ll b ‘ if; hguhggfi" 1288?: thEhKenmekian utrtgr‘gdgfigiggle' to Ms bosom go ered his long—estranged friend And Madeleine ' uiet tend 1.1 f “round that dear tarmfgnd muimy raged her 3 e “BLhWkQGP tile daguerreotype, “if, _ {cannon-m — , , ;~»>-.mmosormmvm “ "’ This was on the Wing; days,weeks and months sped gigs; but there came no neweoi the long-absent Craft, . Manyasleepkass gallant'oid m8 . m . ta men s we ‘ watts!)- ing day had gone by with Arthur l3 mimwThe old man wan. rd . _ under the fearful anxiety. Kong was had Ballad in, fi‘om"over the distant seas; ut, 6y height to the anxious merchant no information of his (1 3%. _1t was a terrible tax on the poor father, end in . ness and silence he groped about his splendid mom . , 7 But Madeleine was rosy, . n: floyous smile was now ever upon heer on therl tints‘of health bloomed again in her eeks. The maiden was now satisfied in the abiding love of Fenton course she was happy. 3119 80% we ed her father’s tronbles; for a mama-anobhtmstm soul. , I _ For tear we may forget , it may be remarked here.an after the yous reconciliation be- twmime‘lovers, and Step en Smithes an interested Thorns; of . for a. .moment, ‘ was nch again , third pang ; that memorable ' htin the Flem- ‘ ing mommifgexentnckian hedglfnndiouslysought on: Rosa ' Goths men had met; it was in front of the choanpel, and Stephen Smith. with angry, impatient ‘ ~' had. advanced u n the other. But before 3538‘st could pass,p€he venerable President of the Universit ——the old man well beloved-had arm near. henhe had passed. Ralph Ross had . Aggrethat. months spedk’by before the students n encountered one another; for Boss had, for a Mawithdrnwn from college 011 the plea. of al- _ "‘“Atthisregoy ' s hen Smith smiled gunk". ,- 7 Six moot s‘a’l’tggg'ard Ralph Boss made his a V 7 once again at college; but the Kentuckians cooled, and now he sought no conflict W t the an. r . , _ Menage Plenum. happy in her own heart. .. WAsiT LOVE? . . tannll'enton? All! for mercy-‘s sake,” _ Stephen Smith. ‘ , wouldnet admit to her bosom the sorrows and " troubles-of others. She feared no more the omi- ‘nous revelations of soothsayers and elairvoyonia. and tho ht not again of Madame Felice Domicile; who, by t e by, in the mean time, had 10% torpth unknown. ' ‘ modeleine was very hep y, and“ by dint of many ' . entreaties, had persuad her father to celebrate , , her birth-night, new again rapidlfioeppmaching. “y , The struggle in the old man's som Was severe; He would not willingly incur such on exéaeuseg' and then the Rover! she was not yet in! on there no tidings-of her. But he could not: remse the: earnest pleading of. his . daughter‘qu her powerful Fointthat in case he had no oele mtion,‘ itde ook so strangei”, had wondrous weight withgihe old man. He could not well again to Niagara for ‘ another winter view of the “ ‘allsl” 4 A :, He had fondly expected the Rover in, before this trgng time. ‘ ' l » - owever, the detemnined to make the short, come what would. He would, to the last,-keep up op- peax‘ances~foi‘ Madeleine’s sake! ? . , .4 Invitations were duly issued, in the some elegant style, and not one of the former friends and ac- quaintances were omitted. Old Welcome Hoxley- and Myra, as well as Ralph Ross, received the ' fumed cards, requesting theircom y,’ ' ‘ _ V Madeleine Fierninfi was fo 'ving, there/was no . cloud new on her cart, on she could afierdfio overlook the shortcoming and treachery of her most ' inveterate fees—those foes merely V ‘ v , The time rolled around; the eventful, evening ' again settled down over the city. Again the Flam: - ing‘ mansion was all aglow from attic to moment: ' V again flashing equipa es Sweptn to the ststel en: trance; again the bril ant chende erf . mi; on crum iling folds of rich silksrand so. on glossfi broadclo h, on‘flashlng diamonds endb ,, ngrnlgsies. A ainall was happiness and glow.” ’“ ‘ ’ ' ' r venold welcome Hoxley, clad in the extreme of richness and_tashion, was at the mansion. " ' ~ '. - This was'singulm‘. and Arthur ’ming’, the host, ; I felt a. cold tremor flitmrer his- per‘ , as his 0mm. . , i. l ,my and rival came forw d to greet iii ‘aiidi . shim iand his daughter the oomplimeglts of? tho ' Ykoocason.’ ' ‘ ’ ‘ ” The old=manufacturerhaaiéo7 rm: ' > N ‘ . make amends for. his 'u/ W; W yrs, 0; was t- ore, all f ‘ ’ her escoitwasI-‘lal 1130518. 0 ufMurer’s dang): “ ‘ » ‘e‘r wasramieble: t” analyze the fee gs whichfioted. in, / Stephen Smith, 'v sober, staid and there, all politeness .gallantrysnd g arm-imam with his old chum. . elbowed his way, as it perfectly“ 11‘ Willie? {Wit 1. ' ' W «so a)?“ ' en es ve ours‘ an " ’ gens firm of the noun-eventhe morosemd i- ostm is dark, 31 thoughts ever/m . fig;— ewey after the missing Rover—felt sad = aw- . ' 53%: lighter, and the sluggish lifeom‘ren‘t beati‘md faster, as'he hearkened- to the mid " liter "its. chemistiifiomgwfim‘ ’~ ~.e* oie ari» as“ the hall-bell sounded loud’and mtg: : ‘ ~' I Inaninstant anomlnous. oatmeng , no one knew why—over the” l ‘e assembly. “r . confused murmurs were heat without; iii a“ moment, John, the serving man, hastil ‘ gamer and crowded his wa’ itowudz‘oid Wt. . , emin . He handed asealeg notetohisem” ‘ Reel: ass or theipresénce of'the' no n . less of etiquette, the old memmmmg» trembling lingers. lore Open the < 4, 3,; fl Then, on the unfolded half-sheet his, ,, ' lance, and a. low; he I - _ wan ,imm is lips. iHe’ www.m(yk’ » wildly in t ie air, sunk into$§h0 strong arms , i 1 and having received t 811‘ W i r: f» __ i ’ which "followed the .. _ swagger; fete. ' the hinting form of the old man, and the _ And limits of the library—mo his an WAS IT LOVE? 1. 4mm fetal sheet fluttered softlyisway, and settled ‘ upon the rich carpet. Then the old man, with a sud- denjeflort, tottered to his feet, and as a wild to - dening fire flushed from his eyes, he exclaimed, with 8‘ gfinélwifali his... down”! (1 I ’ v ‘ gm . An I—hal he! The cloud is black, and shows no silvery lining! He! halhal Who said it? Yet~yes-yesl I am a hog- geri. Howl on, DOWN!” Smith’s arms closed again flrmlg, about tuck- ‘smh‘tstfl “is W are t n. ‘ . 8 g 9 come ox 00 a cited up thee in sheet. Theufzmid mwful once, hereaid, ale d ‘ ‘ u 4 r“ “A. J. ye fiends, for mu Roms ms cons: , New York, December is, 1&6. Mme, Providence R. 1.: v “ Brig ‘Battler ’ just in. 1When rounding the Hem, repel-ts picking up small boat—‘ Rover? minted on the stern. The-Rover has gone down in a gale. ‘ v ‘ “Tnons EDWARDS, Agent." CHAPTER XXIV. our IN 'rnn com), W012 and desolation had indeed settled over the lordly Flemin mansion. No rattling carriage now rolled u to be broad entrance; no sympathizing friends y scores, as on the festive birth-night crowded there to speak words 0! comfort and cheer. . The dreadful secret had heendi iit had « been torn torthifromFtlhignmulshds' bosom m o a. poor ‘ backs upon mm around whom ‘3‘ hold lately fowned. . i « ' ‘ mansion was closed-«its windows sadly shut as lfideeth had entered there. The crazy hither an ' no stricken daughter were alone in their misfortune - i, new Jainism domestic, and old Martha, the ' eeper, had already turned u their comtemp: s—pa d mueleine’s scant pin-money— shaken chem i? of the disreputa le mansion from their re- 0 shoes, and gone to seek employment where old Arthur Flemin , stridin up and down the , ongcr~cried and laughed”? times, tore his white coins from his aged ‘ head, a knelt down devoutly before nminiature model of his lost tea-ship, and prayed, with stream- ing eyes and piteous, pleading words, for the Rovsr to come back to bring home to him her sunken car- go lying beneath the black waves. ‘ And 1 adeleine, cowering there as she watched the old, broken form, pra ed, too! But her prayer was that the Night woul come-that the Grave would SWBHCHT n all sorrow and every heart-ache. , 1 Yet th maoittes of the Flennng mansion were not WV n . p ' w I ' the next morning, gift/er thgo n fies . two oung enemen r - t’rdgxiriegnor, had sogly entered the great oer u .n . They were FenaggThOrne and Ste hen Smith, and their mission was a delicate one, be they Were firm gifulml u that “131531011, 1&1- they came the bearers cease s sympa y. Wewillnotlinger on this sad epochin thisheart- “ We to hasten on and detail the events mm of Madeleinefs last , Stephm‘smith called often at the melon; but the had never held conversation I with the pcor;broken- carted lunatic. ‘ At last the youn men had olferedapurse con- tnlnlnfi mono to eleine. It must not be sup- gieed hat , was doneinthe plain, blunt manner we have recorded it. It was a matter reouu'imr N dil‘ ntstud and rehearsal at the hands oi." these nob e-hcc oung men. I They knew t e extreme delicacy of the act; but that act was prompted by the most sublime of motives—esteem and sympathy. .- By lots, it fell to Stephen Smith to offer the mono . ' .. To {have seen the tall, brown-faced Kentuckien in the subject—his nervousness as he proceeded— " his trembling hands, as he held out to the maiden the silken purse containing the gold; to have seen the big tears flow down his face, and to“ have heard the irrestrainable sob,.ss the swmhy-faced student dropped the money into the lap of the girl, was to have looked upon a brave picture. There was a sharp, agonizmg struggle in Made- leine Fleming: bosom, but it was not protracted. The girl saw nobleness of the gift, and with the alternative of wantund mm before her—t king of her poor, dear, demon old father, she wed her head ogerdthe friendly’gold, and wept sweet a tu c. ya from the race ion of- the news of the loss of the Rover, 8. placer was posted on the large door of the Fleming mansion. That placard an— nounced, in displayed type, that the house and grounds Were for sale at an early day. The day of the sale rolled around, and with it came crowds of curiosity-seekers, idle ones wishing to get a glimpse of poor, impoverished Arthur Fleming, now stark Inde A The house was sold; and then an hour of long- looked-for, undisguised triumph, came for Welcome Hoxley; for he was the purchaser. r The old manufacturer’s chuckle of satisfaction had nearly gained for , despite his graihairs, a. chastisemeut at the he so! hen Smit Late on the afternoon of the ( y of sale a close carriage drove away from the rear gate of the men- si . t tool? the unfrequented streets, until it reached the spreading, wooded country; then it dashed rapidly over the Bay Road, skirting the fimaganset, and leading down tows Vue do u. Within that carriage sat Madeleine Fleming, mute and in tears—her heart bewed (10%. By her side ‘ cowered her old father moaning to himself, and gibbering about the en en Rover. . te, elo- quent in his silence, sat Fenton The the colle~ 18.1). g 0n the box outside, alon side the driver, as if de- fying the jeers of the worl and to show his perfect independence, set Stephen mith. . I At lialf- t eight o’clock that n lit the carriage halted beg: the rustic gate of t e little cottage, nestled under the bluff near Vue do Film, and to which we have before referred. - Thither the two stricken ones had retreated. ‘ / ‘ The cottage had been nicely fitted up for their race tion; and Madeleine‘s eyesafllied-with tears of gratitude as she observed here further evidences of endshig from a source she knew full well Alas! t stwe shouldbe called upontorecord itl The creditors of Arthur Fleming were not satisfied with the sale of the fine mansion. They ferreted ' him out in his humble home. I J ‘ Again aplecard was posted, a a sale was held, and once more, as if his triump l was not complete, Welcome Hoxlely purchased the cottage. ~ What cared e for ex use, so that he ned thereby a conquest over is ancient rival? 13. fee- wfleH/twflh l were not Mredwmought him lies of man i ith the income of asiugle month, e could tipny or both mansionsnd cottage. This me it required all the stern counsel of Fenton Thorne to prevent Stephen Smith from thrashing the hard-hearted purchaser. « Madeleine and her he} less father were st last, out in the uncheri is world. Still, however, they were not orsaken: for the heroism with which. x Fenton Thorns and his triend, theKenmckian, clung to the outcasts was grand. - A month had elapsed. and we find father and ,,, WWW." WWW,- , , ,r .1 \ 7w, , . my ' “lighter domiciled In a small, retired dwelling on t " filmed street. . Fenton and Stephen, to the extent of Ti eir shill aided them; but Madeleine had ' 1011% since etermined toga out into the world and bat le for herself. Nor could arguments dissuade her from her undertaki . And the girl did go out nto the world; but she was eve here turned away; In her distress she ' _ W to Welcome Ho y for emplo ment in 1118 so is. That cold-hearted mnnhadrepul‘sed her with em. At last she succeeded in getting needle—work; and all do. long the maiden bowed over her work and Pm forstre and contentment, as the re trio ed silently t 11 her thin fin rs. Andy, , Arthur Fleming, broken, an wasting am; d ion hours meaning and groaning, and fOOhshly about the long-missing Rover. CHAPEERXXV. mmm. eringand heartwoe passed thus-— diligently gm OOnstantly and pm» all ortmwethe mug y day; her father I'. elooxne Hailey thrived in business, and was con- tent with his triumph over hlSOld rival. But, as e be had not paid for the mansion or cottage, both, a which were lying unoccupied. ' He and his creditors in the matter were satisfied about the payment, which of course was good. Another year had passed, with its sorrows and jo s, its troubles and trium hs. he memorablgdbirthnig t of Madeleine Fleming had at last arriv v The ‘ ht was 0901, not cold; for the winter had been mnillfi, and neithm'the cove nor the boy had been coaered théxuiézgfi Ahlaélllant niloon shtone dow‘n with; an clear" e 1'ng or was est sin wfithesossm films“ ted] (1 mg us an was retendin to es law. Stepgeaggnuth still lingetPed, simplg to on n. birth-night again and the was lit up from top the occasion; noth~ small table .0: refreshments st - ly in a. corner of. the, little parlor-fig: fig‘rh‘ggnge and Stephen Sxmth were there—~the only company—— each having y his present on the t8;- ble, and spoken, heartfelt mngratulations with the ghter,'snd soothed the old man, tenderly, in his rrgam o! the Rover. I was near. and still, the estive era was uletly end he . Suddenly e (33%, murmur-lug sound. It grew longer, and came nearer and nearer. Then the cry 0: ma" swelleghgvgrtféhe city. Flemifithe nilessy t Wormmur the fibers of the fiche“? Mm‘m “2% ‘Eigltl dunendmdndngpn hue wellsxfi the humble ine, “let us ascend eonflagration is.” a r ,A ,» p“theme! oome!"-erled torltll‘leroot fidseewheretthfth ey qu c y mounted e to of the house. thro'u h the sky-light. The old £8.11 went too. ' , wanted to see thenre, " u roar in the streets. Stephen 0 ruther’ f in. sky waned slowing: but the bril- liant crimson toward the west made the part ' leek otthe little manufacturing min: or mmmummmgmm‘ WAS IT LOVE Q “Wham!” sheexclaimed: “I factor: hon v 27 are! alerge one, too! God pity the poor ones who will be made homeless to-n‘ t!” - The cries and shouts the firemen, and the clarlzlgor and rumble of the engines rose higher and hi er. ., / l g steadying himself, leaned down shouted: tephen Smith, over the eaves of the house and “ Where is the fire?” , " “At Olneyvillel The Ho mills areburningi roared 1mbeckrmthe firemen as he ed along, . I But, , t ‘ ' I In the midst of the cries of the braves, and the Efibulent shouting of the fire-M A than V eeme‘eno :- cry ~ , » ' ' It came from the shores ofthedistant buy. 355% it seemed like a shout; then it became louder and s more distinct: then a. wild, out-welling cheer came boorning over the city. - A weird. singular sight was then presented. one not soon forgotten by he group on the houseto ,ns they looked over the intervemng roots tow the Narr unset, whose bosom, in the reflected light, 10%: “:16 “fegmolfibm‘ld' h tell 100ml e ow a ' , er spars ng, high txoeward tie paflfiig osilgrs. in the red sky, her spectral fore and maln- ~sa.ils bellylng to the cool ! winter breeze, glided a at ship. _ And there, in the red ht of the fer-swaybuming mills, she suddenly were around. In an instant her nails were tux-led, and a heavy anchor, rattling with ' it: 15211383111, tell with a loud splash in the, glowing w . And Arthur Flemin ,erect asan oa'kpmd and sturdy, his left resting on the shoulder of v A Stephen Smith, tnointed to that stately ship loom , r like a, phantom ark in the red light, undated. w a. loud and healthy “ T God! con!" voice: , _ ., i. hnnkGothor—rnllomm CHAPTERXXVI. ram suvnn mums. F301: a, lofty window. in the rear of his aim don, Welcome Hoxley and his impe mm: watched the re fire in the d _ » tocewe'sr toloolr upon; it weswildwlthanxzt’a- iety and suspense, and his teeth weresnnk deep in- “ to the white, bloodless lilp. .' Still he gazed, and stil he drewhls laboreth v ~ oi! the night-wind, now cold and rum, whieh , sweptln from overthe be. , the old weakened, and m y dengfigomly on from that, tr, _ , euespo: , _ “M re. my do tor-J! that team ", blame};- '" em rtfined—and—ruggnmal ‘ 6 & Hello! there!” i , , i 1 ,. Thered-shirtedflremenpmsed. , v . r ' 'f “What factory is that!" thundered the old; I W “ The Huxley mills, sir! They are turned the unrecldng, ' l _ H, g I , .4» At that moment came the wild cheers “ be ;the the . tOWeri of 5 new! sh? sail?" domtheredhggtmtheufim , , sue or-eb‘fin; then the wild, indistinct, W shout, shaping itself flnallyinto; . ' r I r . “TanRoml TnRomi” ' _ r ‘ omit?“ ‘ “flek’w mug in 3m; V su;anoermomen, ‘ , _, his helanoefiie reeled, and fentheadlonglorthfrom thegldd ,guggngwlndowl V ., And gyro oxley sunk downon lone] garmtmom, and wildlme- Wi , had edfromherforeveri - a it There was loom Bottling that . ,:-;W_ min the 0% city of somber clan whlchhad soloufifovered (warm I Fleming,hnd,ntlnst, showed allqu w ‘ “,innrmormnsom - ' Trier night; the 18th of December, Madeleine’s birth-night, was one long to be remembered in the 1 good city 0,! hovidence, one long to be remembered a with gratitude by the humble dwellers in the little 2 .- tenementihouse in the rear of Broad street, one I which certain actors in that scene and participators in the events of that occasion have not yet forgotten. wNo onein Arthur Pie ’8 on retending abode osedan eye in sleep that 11 55111:; or, gathered in a cose circle in the little parlor, every voice was hushed, as old Jack ‘Kelson, who had by dint. of in- ,quh'ln here and there, in his own blunt'manner round is old employer,told the thrilling story 0 (the ml :1 Rover, _ , '- ‘ at r daylight, when the rumbling? dmys Were rattling in the street, betokening the battle of beam, so beg'en'ogain, old Jock Kelson ‘flnlshed his recital with these words: , _ i _ » , ' “And now, Mr. Fleming, I must go and see the ,. _ old women and my houseful of brats, dear brats, ' 7 . IVHeeven help themi. ‘. . . 'Buo—buwthank Hem/v fienlmy old friend, theinoveris in safe and sound! ’ and m naine is not Jack Kelson {if she has not be- “ heath; crrhetohes, e cargo, worth in the market to- ‘ day,» three hundred thousand dollarsl” ' 3i; joinery be well for us at this clot, in order to vethereader thoroughly unders and the hingings ,th ‘ f ryj to,;retrace our steps somewhat, to some light on certain dark. portions of this feahistory', *toconnect 'a sondered link, to, tie a. ‘ Evening, e“ which certain la e lights were - burning in the g. om enshrouded city of Providence. 7 _ ‘ It may be remembered that onrthis somber night, ssgsivengn a preceding chapter, Welcome Hoxley, the-manufacturer, entertained certain company in , ,hiecosy little back sitting-room. ' ‘1 a They were, two jmen,ve1y rough-looking fellows. ,. ’: who .ziverehahited as eeamen, and their hard, bony _ “' ‘ i end/bronzed Vise es confirmed them as such. ‘ , nee-two men were he first and secorid mates of $5, the good ship Rosier, then lying at anchor in the ' ready for sea. _, Their em'and at the Hex- ;loy mansion was to ansWer a summons from the niagukfgcturer; to} heal-ken to a. proposition ‘:H',,’_Y_N _ ,incaset ocoe ted ,w‘onld rove ery; neflclal to them. Thai: meg n cgvert- 3 eoundcd’m' some days b means of letters over a' ; cations signature; and w on {once they had com- ‘ themselves, old Roxie and written to them , 'ireguestlng, almost ending, that they I owe table house'ouzthnt certain evenin 1 Myra Wheel been, the letter post between them~ ego knew g Image on. Thatnightold Hex”- ’ r , dated 1101:, butm. e an oflerto those rough “to! charge sum of moneyln gold and eternal my'hefldee, should they pledge themselves, to ventthe mtumoi the Rover and her rich c o Ere d hogan? gave, histvreasonsfin , ditlon to this, biggie (fed hem es much more gold , .l hentbey return an ‘told him that their work had been well done. ' , , - ' WeIQQTG Hoxley had, hard work to raise those , ,mnny go den dollars‘ at that time he was much on» , messed-end the tideofluck see have set - against. him; e have seen that afterward, by g some sgmnge freak of Iortune, the tide had risen _ _,;wlth h (it yandrfloated high on its; proud current; , and, we have seen, too, when that some ebb-endflow _ ' ,. ,otglldnok hedsnat agmst him—foreverl _ ‘ . , v ‘1, ,; Such-was he treacherous compact mode that dark . ,ni _, t in old Hoxle is back sitting-room, and the men "WAS mom. ’terest‘ed observer, interested in the trip, I) , freer as the heavy anchorsrattled down in that far- iprecione cargo, on 'He could not 3 oak, {0' .that the Rover wesjsinkingl flashed over him in a; moment; the sh (when thread; ,, To. do this, We must o/ba/ck tothat ' - when they were lost in the loom. n his bound shi mates, hugged close ' glance he comprehended his breaching: to fear-fully in the 1mg troupe; flapping the thunder r n the how ng in? ad; _ ‘3 w o so noiseleesly forth into the quiet street, , ’. globe thatni‘ght, were the two motes the two on ste . ’ " riots { rsons- whom Shannen, Sin th, the Ken uck- * ' £571,110 owed tothe‘eonth‘ernwharves of the city. } 3, To resume: the‘Rover had gone to sea. with a - calm an blow,shehad‘ reached her tar-aw in‘theOrlent. The , had been soreness ill, and old captain Kelstm 0 was stmngely,tto e disin- reethed away haVen. , , I ,The. ship was nlckly stowedvpacked with her m once egéinput‘tosea, onher re- rn vo ~ ' » ‘ ' e . » ~ « a ' Jack mnqu anxioua to get back to his strain ened employer and he was wise enoughto endeavor to catch the trade—winds. - r i , » r . - The voyage home was prosperous, toe certain ex- tent. But one dark ni ht, it came onto blow heavily: all hands were called o‘shorten sail and the skipper himself walked the deck, trum et :11 hand. Sudden: ly he was felled by a heavy b ow," struck from be- hind. Before he could recover himself, he was bound hand and foot, hurried sit, and line into one or the ship’s boats, hanging halt-suspen ed from . the davite, over: the boill sea. The rude shock recalled the old men to mgfial consciousness, oxides he cast his eyes about him he saw in the boat with himself six of h 5 crew bound in the some manner. , a piece of sail-cloth was stretched rough y over his mouth; but he saw that the ship’s long-boat was also being lowered, and that in her eat the two mates r and four men. Another ' spank!!! “breeze. Attermonthsof and ' ' por ~ moment and the boa. in which he leywes dropped hurriedly into the sea, and then the old man, saw t The horribletmth , had been scuttled! And then the longhoetend he crew was lowered into the seething sea in a moment was , swept far away. i ‘ I I - - ' It was evident that the traitors had unscaloulated the severity of» the storm, for the tel-n Keleon sewer them theywere‘ bonding to the ears in a. mighty but vein'endeevorto reach the ship again. * But the small boat, in which lay-the old: men, and . ‘ to molest-set- tling ship, wh ch, indeed served ssabreakwater and Ice it from being hurl sway-x ,, r 1d J eck Kelson was a man of nerve and, withel, gifted with? a. lion’s! etrength. At a gerilous situation, and making one mighty effort, e one a like. he thread, the lashing which bound htgggnds. 1%? u. ' minute only elapsed before his feet were free. Then, in an instant,he seized the painter-or the boat, which the mutineers, in their hung, had left ' Wt, and flung it, at random, higher; t on ‘ ‘ejbnlwerks. Heaven was with (him iii-the line, can ht. In a, moment, by a; dextrous hitch, the ski r and secured the rope, thustaetening“ secure 1y I? boot to the ship, ~ ' - the cords of his companions, and then, with a. about of triumph, thellon-heertedskigger ascended, hand" ~ 7 ’3 rail. 1 ‘ over-hand, to the ski ti ,bu td - herreechedt ng tho is mayed, by one, scrambled up. ' _ V , ‘ . Therewas still work to be done. The'ship ‘wag the "stud- were bB‘I‘eeeW'aiis theme; 3'91} 30,0er an e [W588 ' Those-men whoostood skipper 7 Jack lielson, o the decks of the Rover ogythat . wild,- Tl Egrayhand shrieking wind, were tried and: true; for 9y ad resisted the torn tion invite most seduc' ' ': Fm, ! V _ t tive form, enddt was 33 ‘ hat- theyhad been overcome and been . v M < ~ ,, _~ ., " ‘ . iOld Joell: iKelscgn’e zerdfwmh in! calm his oil? 3 )wasynga one or n er air-aw ‘ e, ' and his words were chanson-elation; > : p0 ’ The men worked, like heroes; the wheel was manned. the flapping canvas tuned to thing 1 r 3 I , and action, est, for the stout, of . flying ' a Not two minuteeeiapeedhefore he lied serere’d ‘ ‘ deck, and then his men, one V her sails ' 7 x ‘ to the ' rt-side of the vesisel. flu overthat in has saga save a man storm stay-pm, and then the real work he cargo was stowed wells but'itghad to be shit. ted or naught but destruc on was before them. Terminating was prepared with heavy weights and slings, and then, piece bypieoe, the heavy chests were, as sailors phrase it. “ broken out,“ and stowed The yer felt the change for slow she listed, slowly her rail sunk, slowl b . iihertstarboardrose higher; a, "higher in the dar air, and then the scuttle—hole was found. Then the tarred canvas was _ orifice, into which the water nponrmg ously. r,- , r . Heaven be raised! went up from every heart: and_then, overgoord again into the little boat, still towmg. and surging alongside, went'two brats tel- lows‘wath hammers and heavy nails; and, under the tall, careemng hull of the bi ship, they nailed home the friendly cloth over t e awful scuttle-hole! Again they were uickly on deck, and the friendly small boat hoiste in. ‘ A loud hurrah of triumph burst from the throats of that little band of men, who were so bravely I fighting death; and then, each one bowed his head ' storm; Him who had ven them the victory! r ‘ New Jack Kc son was master of the situation. Not one,de of water could force its way through the tarred canvas! and whwt had y leaked in amounted to ' more than; ballast. The cargo was uninjured, the victory complete. I v ' The battle with the gale Was child’s y. for on Jack, the skipper; he heeded it not—- ecared not how it roared and raged; the good old Rover, stiff and stench was under his feet- she obeyed her helm, and the old man could laugh defiance at the lit, at two bells, when the gale was at its W on the Rover was burying her bows at ; That high- B‘Te' km ’ beneath the wiidl moanin billows, a ' smafi first) y g tar-med, «and then. umpigong \ Q heath one, ' h set, just perceptible was seen by the watch on, the gorecasogiae figothertgmomgnt, tandwillli we ver; en, a ain or and feeble, shrieking cries were home above the blast, as'the hea ship thundered on i All on board wvthat cry "to be the wail oi‘. drowning men, and all knew who those men were. , n The storm blew itselt away, but the Rover was un’ _ sail after to th 310:3, Captain Kelson st away for finendl; That port was reached; the old Rover’s scuttled hull securely etched, and, then, with a. light heart the gallant o d skipper loosed his broad ea lively breeze and bore awry on a 10 stretch, across the gaggle-capped seas, toward his taut haven in e Thathe reached that haven—411st he came into $113, under his fore and mainsail, by the red light of eloozne Hoxley’e burning mills, we already know. CHAPTER mm. - A m’s m ‘ , V ' Wrrn theglorlons dawn otsneh intelligean the safe arrival of the River, suddenly bursting u n him, reason and coherence, which for a year forsaken Arthur ‘ Flemingreturned ace in mind‘es ever. He no longer well and shattered over the lost temship; the Efilant cratttg’nd herfingiéehgaptam had returned, nging heal reaso ppmess. - ,o , " before the precious cargo “me” was a' arich was ' ur : once in 111%:1,ead%§t wasbe wi =him,hev%§streeand an ramm . ' 4 , Buttheeo ‘ merchant did not forget the gallant 'sldpper‘end his noble crew, A substantial remem~ trance that gladdened hearmwas presented I 2 ' 'WAS‘IT'LOVE"!_ , ' emfloyer's fortune, an ap to him; he was“ ' Thorns and Madeleine e m . - 1 . I h ‘n Smit his‘dus'k ' radiant: at? ‘— gall-r0013, attire stogd ,_ ‘ I _ , Norfwas the old Rover forgotten, for, on the day of sale of her tempest-tossed cargo, a princely banquet was held‘aboard of her; her dg9. est. hutigfi was flung to the breeze, and her 01 ,w hobo - ‘ (133th were joyous with congramlatxons, song and j I _ l k " V ’ ‘r 'To ' that banquet,» besides Fenton Theme and , Stefihen Sm1th,= none were v invited. save Captain Jae Kelson, his family and/herocrew of six. . ._ A notable event of the’occwon, a, moot hilarlom one! was a grand dc dew: executed 'byStephen' Smith and old Jerk, the skip r. Yes, for once in his life, andionly once, wine gottewthcmtter r of the old mun 3 reason, and be sung w , and shouted and roared like a very Bacchus, ~ f ._ ;' Of course, prettyflilushing, ha y Madeleine wa’s , there, and nearly all the time t e banqnet , ' she sat holding Fenion Thorne‘s hand in; silently murmuring her thanks to Heaven. - r 5 Welcome Hoxlc‘y’s death createdsome surprise in Previdence. but no regrets. How ithsp ed. was onl surmised; for poor Myra. was a 111% maniac an could not tell. . . y ,‘ h ‘The manufacturer’s crushed regains were home \ , quietly out to Swan Point, and t ere laid away to _, f ' reSt. But” few mourners followed in them” train; and today, no chiseled _marhle:mdicates has ve, _ . , ~ gr'l‘gfhe unfortunate MEI-11a Hoxley, in a few days. was . ‘ conveyed by sympat ng in hhrnntothe'Butler As um, where she waspnce- tied. ,~ j , ere was nomistaki 'hermalndy. . ' r :1 i 5’ h Ross disapmar from Providence, endear , ‘ v frien swere never ein troubled with y ' , though Stephen 8, th searched ‘h' “lender” ' him, an actually 8 he of yofl’ea‘mg‘ cinema him, thrgugh the mm’lyfiim of the newsw 1 ft", ‘ ' Another year yet passed, and Model Vols night had again come around. In that events had taken place. , _ . " “t 7- By a litte judicious management, Mr. .memlng ~ I ‘ ad recovered his splendid mansion, as Welles the ' : little cottage by the Vne de l’Eau. Old Honey had ~’ never Enid an installment u 11 either; p I . . r ’ ‘ In t e meantime, Myra oxiey nan diode sad, -, weary death in the asylum, leaving nomessnge to any one no parting words betokenmg'reascnf 'But a rle’ d was raised up to her thegone Who rev membered her despite the dark ",0 the twhich linked them together. , +2 adenine Fleming remembered-herr'overthe poor, 1’s humble restingfi‘lncein thecc'nntw, the ca to be erected a p .1: but» 'vtitni; That marble column.Madelcme,hc , c} H I immortal wreaths. ‘ _, ' John, the domestic, we must not forgetto ' after the c had: taken. pieceng old had dnl preset: r . ’sélf, , plied for restoration. efi ' i udeime- act, coupled With the indls' uta ale ' of, the _ i " John was a good servant, sec ‘ “him'his ‘ g: n. , - - , ,li‘enton Thoma had graduated with . honor, and Steth Smith was still With V " We must no omit to state that Tim who had so well impemonatedwyo name . mock'znnrriag’e ceremony th A , dairvoyant,hud beenduly and severally“a I I 13 V ,, 333%?2 Smilth; €38 weir netting latter'lm' \ And Madeleine’s blrtlrn ht had rolled , around. This time, fl in afield“. , s lendid mansion was nglow from to to, , ‘ __ at there were not many there this mg I to ' the he py sceneg'for Arthur Fleming had not i , . ottenf figs mandala triends deserted in V ._ our 0 . _ V o " I’ . I The special scene which was witnessed w to, which we had reference was the wedding of yenton - now the olemman thh no «w—w, V, , w O ’ to his fat era. 1 ’vl m V wnslrr Lovm ‘ Thorne, Fenton’s rather, too was there; and inJack Kelson, and the poor, doting father, ' A bar Fleming. They were a . ‘_ I It was a (inlet, solemn scene: but hells 'were’ c, lining cheerily in every are assed Eladtmerringe- ea . and \Arthur Fleming was gathered ,7 Then Fenton Theme with his young wife, went westward , and dwelt in his father's agilendid mansion in Her-kimor. Old. Mr. Thoma had ed some years More. ‘ , The Flemi mansion was again sold out of the sunfish—this t me for cod. Stephen Smith be long since been eepgrated from his bosom-friend. '1‘ ey often wrote each other, and Stephen, who was racticin law in Louis- r pretendin to prac ice,'for, alt the time. ‘ he was gunning or shing—hnd come on twice to see , M Feng’ my boy u 3,“ ‘ 1860 spread over the great American Republic time rolled on, the ominous war-cloud 0‘; an the sound ordain: and the clash of arms echoed over hill and plain. Then the shigot-state emerged safe from the gale, and the old ag of our father. floated from the mast-head. . Late one cool evenin in the month of September, 1855-41,, year memorab e in our annals—us Fenton Then, as ' Theme and his still lovely and youthful wife were sitting in the front porch of their maiestic mansion, l V, , mufingly, out over the purp e hills and the red tinted forest—dreaming old-tune, happy dreams, “Fenton Thoma had already descended to meet his est, whoever he m‘iEEt gel sh pod l , u e stranger was a ‘_ ney a , eegan y dressed man; but one coat sleeve was pinned across 1 the broad chest; the sleeve was—empty. Lon , dark locks (fell behind the stranger’s ears ends. eavy, raven mustache, sprinkled here and. there With silvery threads, swe ,t over the mouth, , even down 11 n the Erminen chin. The com- plexion of the Indian-) face, was like bronze. Slowly he drew near. i Fenton Thorns used and held his breath, and then suddenly he ashed forward with a wild cry of 1b and flung his arms around that tall form. hen from the stranger came the some familiar words and tones of old: “ God bless you, Fent, my boy!" Then Madeleine, the matron, rushed down to meet and get the old friend: and following her, came two nncing ,boys, the one Stephen, the other Smith Thorns. , » f s hen Smith dear reader, has never left his old Erie He is with them now, a co ed old bach- elor, with his snug remain till his days 0 “sore and yellow leaf ’r’ have gone. , The good fellow has never breathed a word as to the side on which he fought during the civil conflict; but he points to his empty sleeve, and says in a low, earnest voice: - I v ' “ I have had one 11 of it, Fentl and thank God! we all hnve the old 94: again)” ' _ , and living over other da 3 ain—a carriage sud- one place of war mwsste hen gm am; i (1931! MM “P and 800? “33% 83“?- , on a distant battle-field, at) the aetpo: sun, he had ~ 4 4 . mommy and unhwtatmgly’ “ 99m “1' seen the dead body Of-~RALPfl Ross; and+yes, , Imel‘fli’ggdtrfihfirgfiggggr :33 owgtggtkggg Stephen vowed it—the tellew was shot in the bear : ’ isolation with the driver, 'und turned toward the mw’ w? hm" ‘mhed' , THE END. 3 lie of money. There he will ' f