‘ «We, ‘ M. be
in, tin. momma dubbed an
, dutiful" letter to hermetbtr.‘
tenured the onxlone old lady
, , he writer was quite happy; that
Marcel” was no necessity for worry,
mx‘that momma might unthv hem"
, content It Biarritz. Geoil'rey wee
‘,,,§Olt of husbands, and, although 0!
mm much engaged at South Kenning
M With hie fearfully nhetruee experi-
Wlll and bin new book on steel fibres, be.
”extremely attentive and kind. And
Ill! true, with much love, mamma'e elbo—
mrdmghter, Helen Weterhouse.
' ”lemme won’t believe it." said young
Kn. Waterhonee, with a kind of comic
deepen. "She is always wanting to know
limit the skeleton. Thank goodneee,
then lln’t one!”
On the clean. blotting~pad was an in»
photo! her husband‘s writing. A palette-
, ' mirror stood on the table, and,
Ill! nnconeciouaiy, ehe turned the pad
toward it.
“Wonder to whom he has been writ-
ins,"
1th quite easy to see. Mrs. Water-
honre glanced at it casually at first: then,
, mince fiercely pink, with much atten-
"1 want you, my dearest, to believe that
Iam‘quite true to you. I am bound by
certain. ties to others, but to you, my
moment, my own denrent Alicia—w"
“Allele!" cried Mrs. Waterhouse aloud,
a she painted and sank back in her chair.
“Alicia! Alicia who, I wonder?”
She knew his writing so well that she
could scarce be deceived on that point.
" The whole thing in a moment was clear.
Her dear mother, with a lens cramped
experience of the world, had bcvn right,
after all.
“There is a skeleton," said thotrcmb-
ling Mrs. Waterhoune. She tore up her
letter to Biarritz into many pieces. As
the lust fragment went into the ferns
in the fireplace she felt a kins upon her
neck.
"Don’t do that, please," she cried.
“Beg pardon," said her husband. “Did
I frighten you?”
He took of! his hat and ad juated bis
pincenez. Ills coolness almost took her
breath away.
She took up n newspaper, and, twisting
it violently in her excitement, made an
endeavorto speak with cahunesn.
“I have been reading rather an interest
ing fragment, Geofirey. Shall i tell you
what’ it in?”
"Quote away."
Mrs. Waterhoune recited from the coigu
ot vantage furnished by a rug the letter
to Alicia. The Professor dropped his
glasses and looked intensely disturbed.
“Now, my dear low."
”011, no!" said 3er. Wan-rhmmc.
"My dear Helen, then, will you allow
.me to nayA—J’
“I only want to know one tiling. Did
you Write this ridiculoun slull, please?"
“\Vhy, you. l’m not going to deny that.
Of course, it's only n. part of Iiu- letter to
the girl, butif you like I can tell you
what happem afterward."
“I don’t want to know. if this trots
known what will be thought of you?
You will be the laughing nlid'h of all
your colleagues. ”
“That's very true,” noknowimluml Prof.
Waterliouoc with concern; "that's very
true, and it 1mm never not known. 1
can’t drop the affair now, unfortunately:
but you kuow"~he smiled at his wife a
little anxiously—“then- really in no harm
in it, and l'm not the only man Who—w"
The door slammed. Mrs. Waterhouse
went upstairs to her room and hurriedly,
very hurriedly, packed a portmanteau.
There wan time to catch the mail ntf‘hac
lug Crone, and nhc meant to catch it. The
great thing was to get away to liiarritz,
away from the Htlflinu ltllllnhlilli'rc of this
house, away from London. rillc rung for
her maid.
“Parker.”
“Yes, ma'am.”
“The mail goes at. iii'rom (.‘hnrinx (Irons,
I think?”
”It need to go at H, ma'nm," mid Parker,
cautiously. “When we went away, if
you remem be r-<»- "
“Yes,ycu. of conrw. I want you topnck
It bag for yourself, and W1- will catrh the
mail tonight."
”Catch the mail, mn’am. tonight?"
“Yes, you. lnmc no time. plume, and
send out for a cab."
“Well, l never!” lliill‘llllirml l’nrkcr.
Mrs. Waterhouee had mum intention of
having one fine, big. mpmro Nl'l'llfl with
her huebond before Him Mt, but there
Was little time to «pure. :‘lill‘i'livfll‘, it on
curred to her that aim could be quite an
bitter in R well mmpowd letter, to be
dlupatched from iiinrrim, m in a hamy
interview.
“Come along, Parker,” «he called.
“It’s all very Well to any more ninnu,' ”
muttered Parker, dim'onl-mimlly, “but
thin in a rum nor! of n Know, and I don’t
half cotton to it."
"We’ve got twenty minim-a. Tell the
men to drive earl-fully, but to drive very
1’, mt.”
The mont gnlliuu thinuaboui the whole
deplorable affair: wow the wrmimy that
her mother Would illi’l'l her at the Motion
with an “I told you no, my poor lamb"
“provision. Htlll then- wnu no one elm- to
whom nlle could no, and. at any rate, idle
could nlwnyu control momma. Hint! at
wnyn had done no.
Chariot; (it-um.
”The mall, iidy?" said the portereiv-
llly. ”The-mull mum at lie illicen. lt'n
later‘n it one to he."
“Parker, will you gel mono paper»? (lei.
one or two for yourself, you know.”
Parker, ntlll rutlwr lnvllm-d in be creme,
went to the lmolufall. it half restored
theexeellem maid in mnnplm-ent Stillmlk
trial to wimt «he termed bin romping
about, to llnd the new nuniimr of the
I‘dy’sfhvn Chatterimx on male. It won
herown particularly favorite journal.
“We'll until now, I’urknr,“mid Mrs.
Waterhoune. “'l‘here’n twvnt y mlnum
to wait. but we may it» Well take our
, mtg. Seconds, pleMe. porter."
' ey found comfortable corner neat-i.
Porn while they watched the Mont per.
ring ladies and the Illlii daughter and
pet done. The unimlly demure l’erk‘
"muttered on much when uhe new two
Mehnien him each other that she drop-
;d the Lady'n (ivm (smith-rim. Mrn.
“bonito took it up and held it in her
filed.
‘Weeeor is not coming. mn'om, imp»
, ”i" asked Parker mpectfuiiy.
“Ito, Purim. lie in not cloning."
ind. Inc,” told Parker, coughing
. an and pulling other loom block
glove: "remind. me tithe title
tumult in» matter; when no
' ' More. lei-all mater
wet
" mm am it in
"biotic-err.
.. mm 9 an
inward to the «table in: taro:- ‘ nary-
thing being boiled) did not room to her to
be the chemo», pmibie existence. She
looked at, the tiny gold watch on her
min, but could not see the time until she
had patted each eye with her handker-
chief. Parker, bolt upright in he'r corner,
after the manner at Mr». Wiliera, gave a
sympathetic sniff.
Eight ten.
Doors Were being cloned. wctindmlm
passengers were rushing on, crying, "Get
in anywhere.” It in never your first-clue
passengers who cry, “Get in anywhere."
“I must read," whispered young Mn.
Waterhouee to hernelf. "I must do some
thine tokeep myuelf from thinking. I
shall taint if I don't divert my thoughts."
The Lady’s Own Chatterbox lay on her
lap. She put one email foot against the
neat opposite, and leaned forward to get
the steady glare of the electric light on
the page.
“We commence this weaken story by a
new Writer, Walter Home, entitled, ‘All-
cia'e Only Love.’ It will be found replete
with romantic interest, and, in abort, a
wonderful pietu re 0! high clone life of the
present day, with all ite fault» and loi-
blea.”
“Now, then." cried the lmpector on the
platform, in an nggriet'ed tone to a be-
lated paaeenger, “are you going on there,
or me you not going on?” >
Mm. Water-house began to read. Chap-
ter I. was headed “The Countess.”
”Alicia was half-leaning, half-reclining
on an ottoman, reading a delicately-
scented letter from Sir Ilarold do lleer.
It opened time: “I want you. my dearest,
to believe that I am quite true to you. I
am bound by certain tlen to of licl‘fl, but to
you, my sweetheart, my own dearest
Alicia——”
”Parker!" screamed Mr». \i’aterhonae,
with a ganp of delight. Come out quick-
1"!)
"Right away," shouted the inspector.
“Stand away there, please.”
“Here, atop,” cried Mrs. “'ntcrlwune.
She caught up her skirts and jumped
nimbly out. An active porter seized the
bags. and, asthe train wan moving, caught
the dmceudlug Parker neatly, and swung
her round upon her feet.
“()w’n tlmt, umpire?" asked the porter.
"0——u-—t, out,” said the inspector. He
turned his hand lamp to Mre. \Vnwrhouse.
"Hope you’re all right, ma'am."
“Thank you, yes," said Mrs». Water-
honne, brenthlcnnly. “l'm all right now."
—Pnll Mail Budget,
The M lnlntc r'e flnlutatimr.
Mr. llcumm'n ”Dodo" milled forth the
following rmniniwvmvo iroin an old time
maiden: of Jew-y i'iiy Mn town which has
not always comiwtod of dork», factorien,
and railroad yard». but now.- ptmmmflell a
select and l-m'lmivl- melt-iv \vhom- llli‘lll-
born looked down upon the l~'ii': h awnin-
people on the other side of the North
river an more pnrwnue.
In thin-ii dnye, it ht‘i‘lllfl, iln- Dodo of
Jersey ('ily one i'linin'cllor Znhrlsklc'u
daughter Sarah. ’l'in- llnniah miniadvrto
the l'nited Stat-o; once viultcd the chan-
cellor's liouwc, niul unvcn-nim: .‘i in Sarah
look fine dialinuuieln-il for-owner to a
party at a neighbor's home. When it
woe time to leave, the dipluuml, who had
not been long in the munlrt. and wax
ulifmniliur with .\uu-rirnu etiquette,
naked her what Wiin ill- non-i nmlrovcd
form of bidding the hurricane uomlenmlll.
"Uh,” nnid Sarah, promptly, "you
should my, ‘liy golly, I've had a bully
time."'
"Madam," repeated the mininicr to the
lady of the home, with n [ifnfulffill bow
and his mmt cord ly «mile, “by gully, l've
bad a bully time. "
Instantly the horrified look upon the
lmly'n fum- ioltl him 3-" hmi wilalmmc-
thing cxirrnwly llllf'llll‘n‘lili- nnl. When
bell-arnml lhc lrli'lt All». andmkh- had
played on llllll, be With fin-loin, and re-
an-«l to linil-n luuiliipulnuy; but be after
wards forgave her Mlllii'iviill)‘ lomnrry
her.-.\lunm'y'n Margarine.
The American Schoolgirl.
l'ndI-r the title. "The Young: Atlan-
tidw," the llurgmr'u llamr but thin norm»
what l-llunive wkctrh of a girl who in Vl‘l‘)’
much in evidence nowmlayu; Tin-re are
not many pleummtcr nights in the world
than the yunim schoolgirl. full of the joy
oflli'emul intern-«t in the new things of
knowledge, and wearing all the hWL‘t'l.
Irenbm-m llini holiday: to youth. She in
no pleamui to the eye at a flow-r, and how
infinitely mon- [lri'f’lnllh in tin: heart than
all the lluwvrn that blow" Nw liver in a.
world of her own, 4pm“ nrnri from our
conunouplurc World of follow» .Iud grief.
To her It is uIWnyn innrniuu; noon hung»
over heavens that are for iwymid: and
pale evening, purple nlvhi. and More are
like a land to which elu- mny one day
voyage, but in which uhe hm no interest
now. 'l'ln- invumrh-e flint haunt the pant
for In like living uhoeio do hot exlnt for
her. Everything point» lur'nnrcl; hl-r con-
Nnumrurice. ind. demure the purple of
importance: their opinion mvrimlunclm
that"! all the rent of nuclei}: certain of
their mnapnnil ion» Hlmkeapvnn- could not
haw written: and the prirmpnl of her
mtlnml l» urnnh‘i‘ llmu \“lriurm That in
all right in lll'f“ loyalty to her nu n World,
that world i!- to her the pruwni; «he in
not here in live eliiu-r in our punt or her
future.
. . ...m..,....«...._.........._
Lightning Took ”in Him.
Fred lireyer, ilnumnn at the Volvo
etc-eel coming of tin- i‘hicnuo. liuriinuion
and Quincy Railroad, in Wondering how
be cannpml lmtunt death but night when
lightning lore nil one oi in— above and
painfully horned hi4 fool. Win-u the
alarm mm» up he took rumm- in tho
nwitchmnn'n tower at one side of the on...»
log. lie had been there but a law mo.
manta when a limb ct lightnlnu blinded
bin eyen end he was thrown in the "M" of
the tower. lie any: be wan ninubed by
the elnmh, but did not lose nnmziouenm.
When the. ntmke poem! ln-fmnni thntthe
shoe on hi.- lelt fact had lunch torn off and
that the bottom of bin foot was burned by
the current. The ewitchnmn wan unln»
lured and mm were no lndlmtione that
the town had been struck. ill-«yer was
taken to blur immenfier he had been ulvm
medical attention. A few bmm after the
:1ka he had recovrml fully from the
clients except hie burned “Nil.“(flllt‘mf)
Daily Tribune.
new In the Mammoth to".
"Mammoth Cave, in Kentucky, in get
tie; to be a gigantic beehive," says a Gin»
elnnoti me. "The lost time i went
through the are i took both thelorm and
2:1" mun. ll they are called. At eer-
._..~._
. N by re um
she had shown her friend out of the pur-
lor, and she felt that I need cry would
make her feel much better. Ada lied jun
latermed her in the most disinterested
way that her brother Burt, for whom she
had formed so many ambitious scheme:
for marriage, was even now in love with
a shop girl. ‘
Ada informed her lurther that the store
wherethin pemn worked was oppoelta
her brother'n club, and that Burt wee el-
tuye teen waiting in the neighborhood
until the shop girl finished her Work, when
the joined him outside.
This news was a terrible shock to Kate
Netherby, who thought that no woman
in the world was quite good enough for
her brother. When he came home that
night and they sat down together at din-
11.!th lost no time in berating him for
hie conduct in no measured terms. Ho
waited calmly until idle had finished
her accusation and replied with name dig-
nity:
"I will not deny, as you seem to think I
will, that the story with which some med-
dling busybody has filled your care is
true. It in, every word of it. 'l‘womonthe
Ago, by the interest accident, I saw and fell
in love with the loveliest girl i ever set
my eyes upon. That she won honorably
working for her maintenance only made
her nobier in my entiniation. I procured
an introduction, not without dliliculty.
All you have heard, I did go to the store
often~l may only frequentlyfllnd several
tlmoe l insisted. when the Weather was
stormy, upon seeing her home. Kate, it
never entered my mind that you had any
of that low~bred pride that would deem
it derogatory to a person to be obliged to
earn her living. You complain that I
have deceived you. lt was not deceit, but
reluctance, for until I learned my fatal
did not care to speak to you about it.
And so probably you would never have
heard anything about it had it not been
for your informant, for my fate has been '
learnedw-to my coat.”
The conclusion of his sentence brought
Kate to her feet.
"To your cost?
mean?"
"Simply," he replied, “flint your bro-
ther has had his self-esteem pretty effectu-
nliy crushed out of existence. The girl I
love cures not the least for me, nave,”
bitterly, "an a frieut ."
With the last words Burt's head sank
into his hands.
Kate looked at him aghast. Never be-
fore had (the seen a nhndow upon her idol-
ized brother's frank. merry lace. and now
it was no mere cloud but a lr‘llipcst of
suffering that contained his features.
She went to him and put her arm about
hie neck, auger and pride complucly
routed.
"My poor brother, in it as had as this?
Forgivemh, forgivcnu', if l lilth'WuilIllleil
you. I never will again."
And so iln‘ynre rommilvd. :ind fora
time everything goes on ml. lwfol'c. ’l'hen
noumthlm;r happens that box the finger
of fate impressed on it. liiirl, who has
always justly prided bluwdl on hi~ horse-
mmmhip, while riding in tho park is
thrown.
The Nollicrby litilinl‘lltllil la n and one
that night, for in hie darkened rvminIlIu‘t
lies, now deliroua and now lnp~ing into
uncoueciouenoun. In bin in” his- head
had come in contact wiiha <hnrp «tone,
and a grave injury had been the result.
One morning a small, rivhlyoliennad
lady enter» .\lr. llcnscl'n "Niall: atore. Al-
though her figure in far from stately,
there is in her bearing that unminiokahle
soinething that tells; of ntn‘il‘ll importance
and reilnenwnt.
"May 1 speak with .‘liss Leonard for n
tew momenta in private?" ~in- ilelvi, cour-
teounly.
llcr wish in granted. uml a little later
Kate [lode herself ulnncln llll‘ propx‘il'tur's
private oilicc with the- yonng lady till. had
come to see.
All her even rest upon the pore, noble
face, with in noullul eye-x and Sensitive
mouth. Kate's wonder at who! die had
hitherto termed in her mind "llnrt'n in-
futuution‘Wiil-n. 'l'uhim: .\l.-~ lu'oonrd'u
hand, nhr plunge» ni onn- .nio lllt‘ object
of her riqit.
“l mu Minn Ne'iln-rhy, llnri‘u sister,"
elieeayu. “lie him mid inc of me [are for
you and of your refund. l have I'mlio to
natlnfy myself an to why that rcfu~ni wan
fllVFll"~ll it could pumibly be that where
my brother loved he own not unrml for in
return,or ii tin-re wrre not more other
underlying renmn. lie in very ill; per-
haps dying, Minn Leonard, and upon your
reply lllN llllv may rm."
"Mr. Nviln-i'by dying! Hindu not my
no?"
"Have you, then, not heard of the fll‘l'l‘
«lent W of bin lwinu illrumn from his
hour?"
“No. lib! dimly fonr Wonk, he may be
vrryiil. bntno! uol liiliii'li'n‘ulyi”
“'l‘lmr alone vun ivii thni, but your nul-
iailon convinces me of unlut‘llililu that I
have fell lllilHl. be no. ll we! not lnuuiuee
you did not love my brother that you ft“
four-d him."
A wave of Print-«m wwpl owr the love-
ly fare, and an all! runw- llri‘ v-vvn Kale
new that they are full of ll'lll‘n.
“You are right." she aunt-vim willy.
"It WM not lack of low, but my hill!»
burn pride. I had heard of ion wealth
and high mule! tmuition. i won poor.
working for mydailybroad. ll might be
«old i married for mercenary momma: no
I hid my heart and whiw'Nn.‘ "
“lint you will timid] it» you will mule
with imam! HIV. him! Uh. lmvn in me,
for what I null in an inuvh inrmy own
Mike on for llnrt‘a, for. like banal have
fallen in love with you at ilrai eight. tiles
wr, will you not camel"
What gelatin woman heart moi-l rmlnt
mob phwllngi
linri. liven; whether it in the night. of
Faith Leonard’s lovely fare ihatcurrd him
or not. it in cefluln that from the moment
he felt the clump of her colt, warm iiouerfl,
and heard her street when ret‘ull the do
ruled mode or their parting he men not
better, but well,
Thedmtoru may primer-lite for the body.
but there in only one plum-inn. whose
name in Love. that can bind that moot
deadly of all lllnwhcnriuickueeo.
"You did me good nervhve alter all,
Ade." Minn Netherhy mid, miechievoudy,
“for if you hadn't told me what you did
Burt would have kept bin disappoint-
ment to himself and i should never have
known my sweet elater-ihnt-iwtobe."--
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