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CHAPTER XXIII.—CONTINUED. "'1 am not a great lady," faltered Marjorie, ''but you should not talk to me as you have done." "1 know I should not. Blame my rough breeding blame the solitude and the mountains, which drag a man's heart out in spite of himself. But I have spoken God's truth, Marjorie." "I scarcely know you, sir," said the girl 'you are almost a stranger. "Have you ever seen two ships from the same land, after voyaging for weeks asunder, meet suddenly at sea? No, you have not. Weil, when first we met our meeting was like that. We had both led lonely lives— you in yonder castle, with only the old man to watch over you I out in the West, with the rolling prairies on every side. I was like a rough trading craft, rudely put together you W(r,». like a white-sailed pleasureyacht, trim and bonnie and newly launched. Well, when you ran up 30 ir flag I knew you were a friend but when we came nearer and exchar gei greetings I struck my flag forevwr—to the queen I had been seeking since first I left the shore."

If Roberts was not a duly qualified lover, he was certainly an audacious one yet his freedom was not offensive and his candor was very far removed from disrespect. What woman does not appreciate the courage of a lover who, overleaping all barriers, attempts to win by one bold coup? Mar orie was a little alarmed but not offended! It was the first time that any living man had spoken to her in such a strain. How different, she thought, from the calm, almost coldblooded profession of attachment advanced by Edward Linne! Yet she felt that she must put an end to the affair at once. The man's boldness warranted similar frankness on her part: so she nerved herself to put an end to the interview. "I should be very foolsh," she said "if 1 thought you spoke in earnest. Maybe I misjudge you, but in Scotland here we do not talk of such things at all. In Canada, maybe, it is different. But you must promise me that if we meet you will never talk so again." "I have promised already. Pardon my folly. I only wished you to know the truth. From this moment I am dumb—unless you bid me speak." "Love-making and such folly are not for me," said Marjorie. "If I marry, it will be to fulfill the laird's wish but I have no time for foolishness or foolish talk."

You think love foolish?" cried Roberts. "By heaven it is the one wise thing in a foolish world—the one divine thing in a world of wickedness —the one spark that shall fly upward when all the world is turned to dust and ashes." ''Good-bye, sir," gaid Marjorie, holding out her hand. "Please do not stay." "Your wish is my law," he answered. "If you were to bid me to take a leap from yon crag into the lake, and so end my life, I'd do it." "You would kill yourself?'' "For a wave of your little hand. When I swear allegiance I swear it body and soul. You think roe mad. I never was saner in my life. But remember my prophecy. Come weal come woe, you'll never marry Edward Linne."

He seized her hand and pressed it to his lips then he ran up the hillside and disappeared.

Much perplexed and troubled, Marjorie turned back to the spot where Brawnet was awaiting her. On the way back home, she meditated so much that Brawnet had infinite leisure to linger and amuse himself as he pleased.

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I ought to be very angry," she thought to herself. But, curiously enough, despite all her surprise and agitation, she was not really angry at all.

CHAPTER XXIV,

MARJARIE NEW FRIEND.

After the calm came storm. When Marjorie awakened in the morning, she heard the wind whistling angrily in from the sea, and felt the old castle shake to its very foundations.

She lay for a while listening to the sound, thinking of the many occasions during her childhood when she had lain there quaking with fear while the storm raged angrily without. Then she slipped from her bed drew aside the window-curtains, and looked out. The prospect was disolate, indeed a second winter seemed to have set in, for snoW was falling heavily.

But if the prospect without was dreary, the old castle could be made cosy enough within. When Marjorie descended to the dining rooom, she found a fire blazing half up the chimney, a table holding the breakfast things standing close by. and near to the table, Donald respectfully awaiting her commands. "Breakfast is ready and piping hot in the kitchen, Miss Marjorie," said the old man. when the girl appeared. "All right bring it in, Donald," •aid Marjorie, smiling, as she went over to the fire, and extended her hands to the blaze.

The old man opened his eyes as he looked at her. When he reached the kitchen, he said to his wife— "Eh, woman! Miss Marjorie is herself again, far her face is just shintag like the summer sun!"

And the old man was right. When Varjorie had finished her breakfast •ad was comfortably seated in an May ohair before toe sitting-room

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Are, she caught the reflection of her face in the glass, and started with wonder at herself. Never before had she seen such a light in her eyes such a smile about her lips. In a few short hours she had blossomed into another being, because, forsooth her spirit had been startled by the May musio of love. Yes. the tune was begun, and the dance of life was beginning, although she herself was not aware of the fact. When on the previous day she had listened to the young man's audacious confession, she had done so almost without a blush, certainly without confusion. She had been stunned, as it were, by the novelty of the thing, and then before she had time to recover herself he had left her. Yet those few words had awakened the spirit which had been slumbering within her, and now it suddenly awoke.

At first she wondered whv the young man's bold words haa not angered her now she ceased to think at all, but sat before the fire in a kind of trance, looking into his face. Yes for there it was, bright and bonnie, gazing at her from the flame of the brightly blazing fire. After a long study of it, Marjorie turned to the window and looked out over the barren moor. "I am not sorry the storm has come," she said. "I must bide in the house."

For a wnole day the storm continued, and during that time Marjorie never once left the Castle. There had been times—and not so very far back, either—when during such weather she would have wrapped herself in an ulster, buttoned on thick boots and braved both wind and snow but now she kept to the house, wandering like a restless spirit from room to room, or sat dreaming by the fire. Not that she feared the storm, but she dreaded to go forth, lest by some unlucky accident she might come face to face with the stranger, whom she felt now quite ashamed to meet.

But much as she might try to fly from her fate, it pursued her. On the third day, when the wind had died down and the snow had ceased to fall, the young man came boldly up and knocked at the Castle door.

Marjorie saw him coming, for she was standing at the dining-room window. When he came up the snow-clad avenue he saw her and took off his hat. At sight of him a chilly, nervous feeling, which she believed to be anger, took possession of her but she did not move, and the next moment the door of the room opened and the j'oung man was ushered in.

He came forward with his old, frank smile, and held forth his hand. When Marjorie gave him hers it trembled and was very cold. 'My personality is effaced for the time being," he said "I am Mr. Macgillvray's messenger." "Did he send you?" "He did. At the same time, I was very glad to come. I wanted to see you."

She withdrew her hand coldly, and he continued: "Don't freeze up I am not going to tread on forbidden ground that is to say, I-won't wander over it too much. When I left you the other day I promised not to open up one subject of conversation again. Well, I want to refer to it just once more, and then I've done. May I?" "What do you want to say?" "Only this. I want to ask you to forget what I said that day, or, if you can't do that, just think of it as the ravings of a madman. Guess I wasn't quite myself that day. I had been dreaming among the hills when you came up* on me, and I said things that I shouldn't have said if I had been in my natural state of mind. Men are queer cattle, and sometimes, when nature takes hold of them, I guess they do queer things. Well, nature had taken hold of me that day and made me a fool."

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should have made to her. it would have been couched in much the same terms yet now that it came it did not bring her very much satisfaction. "I want you to look upon me just as you would your old friend the Hermit," continued the young fellow. "To let me help you through with the work you've got to do, and carry your friendship with me right away back to the States." "Are you going away?" said Marjorie, "Well, yes but I want you to be friends with me while I am here. Will you?" "Yes, of course," returned the girl. "I hope we are friends!" "Well, that's all settled and now for Mr. McGillvray's message. He is very much concerned about you, and wants to know how you got on duriug the storm?" "I got on very well," returned Marjorie, laughing. "What did he think could happen to me?" "Don't know perhaps hp thought the Castle might come down. It's old enough, isn't it?" 'It is very old, and it shakes a good deal when the wind blows but it's quite safe." "I suppose you have been shut up in it for the last few days?""Yes." "And didn't you find it dull?" "No I like to be alone." "It seems to agree with you, at any rate. I can tell Mr, McGillvray that,"

But he did not seem in a great hurry to get back to the cave. He lingered for fully ah hour, when, at last, he went away.

This visit was only a prelude to many others. For some, unaccount

able reason, Willie the Hermit became strangely uneasy about Marjorie's health and as Roberts seemed to be the only messenger he could employ, the young man was seen to wend his way almost daily to Castle Linne. Indeed, so regular had his visits become that Marjorie had grown to look for them, and spent a very restless day indeed when the Canadian failed to appear. Constant intercourse cemented their friendship and instead of bidding him sedately in the room as an ordinary visitor, Marjorie would show him over the Castle, or, taking him to the library, give him free access to the few books left by the laird. He seemed strangely interested in all this, and at times too, he would manifest no little emotion when Marjorie talked of the departed. When the girl spoke of her dead friend, there was such infinite tenderness in her voice that it almost made the young fellow feel sympathetic toward him too. At any rate it was pleasant to listen to Marjorie, no matter of what she was talking and these daily visits to the Castle soon became the one thing that to the Canadian made life worth living.

The forbidden subject had never again been broached, but Roberts thought of it night and day. Perhaps, too, it was the memory of that walk by the lake side which made these visits so pleasant to Marjorie.

So the time sped on, until one day Marjorie, who had taken no account of the flight of days, was startled from her new-found happiness. A letter came from Edward Linne, announcing his speedy return, and expressing a hope that Marjorie would be glad to see him. Startled and pained, Marjorie suddenly remembered the relative positions of herself and Linne, and felt like a criminal.

She was truly on the horns of a dilemma, and she was resolved to carry her troubles straight to the only man in whom she dared to confide. The moment breakfast was over, therefore, she ordered Brawnet to be saddled, and mounting on his back, she rode straight to Willie Macgillvray's cave. She found the old man at home, and he gave her a cordial welcome. He saw at once that something was the matter. "Is there anything wrong, Marjorie?" 'She shook her head. "Nothing wrong but I had a letter this morning saying that Mr. Edward is coming back." "Weel, don't fash your head about that, lassie. It's thelimmer'shome." "I'm not troubling about it, but about myself, Mr. Macgillvray." "Yourself, my doo?" "Yes for I know what he will do when he returns. He will want me to carry out my guardian's wish." "And marry him?" "Yes," said Marjorie, with a sigh. "Weel, it's easy to do." "It is not so easy," said Marjorie, trembling. "I don't think I can marry Mr. Edward." "Then leave the carle alone that's easier still."

But Marjorie shook her head. "That's not easy either," she said and Willie laughed, and replied that women seemed to De forever crying for the moon, though they didn't want it.

Presently Marjorie went back to the Castle to think it over again, and to try if her o\vn brain could not devise some means of getting out of the dilemma. Since Willie Macgillvray would not help her, she had no one for it was utterly impossible for her to discuss this subject with the younger man. So she puzzled her brains day and night. At last she hit upon a plan which she believed would give general satisfaction.

Delighted with her idea, she resolved to communicate it at once to her friend the Hermit. It was wonderful what satisfaction the newlydiscovered plan gave her. She hurriedly threw on her hat and cloak, and prepared to set out. As she opened the door, she found herself face to face with Roberts, who stood outside, and who was just about to knock.

He seemed astonished to see her he was still more astonished"at the state of the hall. All the furniture was piled here and there about it, as if for a "flitting." 'Why, what is the matter?" he said. "Mr. Edward is coming home." "Oh, that's it, is it? And when is his lordship expected?" "On Saturday," was the reply. "On which date I suppose my visits here must cease. Well, all pleasures must cease some time, Miss Marjorie but I shan't lose sight a? you altogether, that is some comfort. Where are you going now?'' "To Mr. Mcgillvray. I have something important to say to him." "Shall I walk there with you, and leave you to the tender mercies, of the old man, or would you rather go alone?"

Marjorie smiled quite frankly, and replied: "No I do not wish to go alone."

Having thus obtained permission to accompany her, he walked along by her side.

CHAPTER XXV.

WILLIE PLAYS SIR ORACLE.

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to eat his breakfast, and watched the girl slyly out of the corner of his eye. "He is very kind,",, returned the girl, quietly. "And you like him weel, eh, Marjorie?" "How could Ibsotf that, Mr. Macgillvray, since he is so good to me? But I do not understand him. He is very strange." "Strange? How's that?" "Sometimes he talks like a rough common man, at others like a gentleman." "Weel, weel," returned Willie, laughing "the latter way is the true one, Marjorie he is a gentleman at heart, but he has led a wild, devil-may-care kind o' life in the States, and it has roughened him a wee." "Then he talks so uncannily!"

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PEOPLE.

Mme. Schliemann is continuing the excavations at Troy begun by her late husband.

The Duke of Edinburgh is a thorough sailor and untiring in the performance of his duties.

Francisco Lainfiesta, the recently elected President of Guatemala, has written much excellent poetry.

Mr. Charles Francis Adams is in London looking up his family tree in the archives of the British Museum.

The Grand Duchess Sergius, of Russia, is so strikingly beautiful that she is known as "The Crowned Ophelia."

George de Maur'er's failing eyesight has compelled a cessation of his "Punch" work. He will soon begin lecturing.

Horace Greeley's only brother, Barnes Greeley, lives on the old family farm in Chautauqua county, near Jamestown, N. Y.

J. W. Robbins.fa brother-in-law of the famous old John Brown, died in poverty the other day at Atchison, and was buried in the potter's field.

Sir Charles Russell is a valuable friend to his clients, for he always tries to dissuade them from going to law if their cases can be arranged out of court.

Baron Arthur Rothschild, nephew of the head of j. the great financial house, is serving his twelve months in the French army as a private soldier.

Mr. Gladstone sat on the same bench at Oxford with Cardinal Manning, and says of the grand old man who has gone that "his place can hardly be tilled."

Senator Gibson, of Maryland, enjoys the rare distinction of being the only United States Senator who was elected because he was poor and needed money.

Consuelo Anastasaides, a young Greek from Smyrna, Greece, has landed in this country with 1,000,000 eggs for his uncle, who has started a silk culture establishment near Norfolk, Va.

Edison said recently: "So far as the patents themselves go, I have stood an actual loss in experimenting and lawsuits of $600,000. I should be better off if I had not taken out any patents."

One of the crowned heads—a leading woman, by the way—has presented the Shah of Persia with the costliest pipe in existence. The pipe is richly studded with precious stones and its value is said to be $400,000.

The three Barnums well known to American affairs, the ex-Senator, of Connecticut, the great P. T. and the gallent General of New York, have gone over to the majority within a comparatively short period. "CONDIMENTS.

A high-toned singer is generally off his bass. Cupid is probably depicted as an archer because he is a beau ideal.

One of the most difficult things to do is to make a dimple of a wrinkle. The people who would have done so and so if they had been there never get there.—Ram's Horn.

George—Does your landlady's daughter sing by ear? Harry—Oh no with her mouth.

It is always proper to call upon the superintendent of streets to "mendhis ways."

Jagsonsays that even the most unobservant man begins to look around when he sits down suddenly upon an icy sidewalk.

She—Did you ever try bowling? He—Gwacious, no! It-aw--wequires too much thought—aw—don't you know, to keep score. |V He stole a watch" said the policeman, referring to the prisoner. "Then he shall do time," replied the Judge.

Well, did the governor fire you when he heard of the escapade? No, he didn't fire—he only hauled me over the coals. "On my travels I saw a great many pictures by Rubens." Oh.

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On arriving at the cave, they found Willie eating his breakfast—a cup of oatmeal mixed with the clear water of the mountain burn.

He nodded kindly as Marjorie entered the cave and the you tig man, after gaining permission to come back lor her, strolled off along the shore. "You find the lad useful, [Marjorie'" s:«!d the old man, vho continued

he was the artist who painted so many spurious pictures." When you borrow money you borrow trouble, but at the same time vou sometimes increase the trouble of the fellow who lends it to you. "What do you know about American institutions anyway?" American institutions?" retorted the anarchist orator, "I'm one of 'em.—Indianapolis Journal.

She saw him off upon the train, And showed that parting was but vain. •'At every Mopping place,' she said, "Be sure you write, then go ahead. Maud—''I believe Miss Sears would marry a man with ahead as light as a cork on one condition." Ethel— "What would be her condition?" Maud—''That he popped."

CURRENT COMMENT-

The "Wool Industry—The Attempt to Debase the Currency.

Is the American H'ag« Worker Well Paid? —Other Interesting Topics.

"He [the American] is the poorest paid workiugman on earth," was tlie startling declaration of the freetrade Indianapolis News a few days since. There is not a man of average intelligence in the country who does not know that the statement is too absurd to be contradicted. The single fact that immigrants equal to one-third of the population of Indiana come to our shores every year because the United States affords better opportunities to earn 0 living than any other country in the world refutes the declaration of the daft free-trader. Even the Indianapolis street railway, of whose present management the News is the zealous champion, pays 50 per cent, more wages than are paid in the beloved land of the Anglomaniac newspaper.

All those who have an}'thing to do with statistics have faith in the careful investigations and figures of Mr. Carroll D. Wright, the national Commissioner of Labor. Iu his recent report affecting the wages, living and condition of those employed in the iron industry in this country comparisons are made with the labor in the same industry in England. The wages, on an average, area third more for the same service, and in some special features they are double. As the News refers to "the lean, breathless, toil-haunted American workingman," it may be well to note the quantities of food consumed by families of the iron workers of the same number in this country and England as given by Commissioner Wright's report, as follows:

United States. Europe.

Potatoes 4.51 bushels, 5.60 bushels. Sugar 81.45 pounds. pounds. Butter 44.18 pounds. 24.52 pounds. Meat ..178.54 pounds. 74.77 pounds. Eggs 13.SA dozen. 13.5a dozen. Flour 306.13 pounds. 219.6S pounds. Coffes 6.61 pounns. 3.00 pounds. Tea 6.71 pounds- 6.36 pounds.

These are the articles so far as comparasou can be made, but the American iron, worker's list is longer. For the above quantities of food the American worker paid $243, while the English worker paid $222 for the quantities consumed by his family. One in five of the American families owned their homes, while only one in twenty-five in England owned the houses in which they lived, and these were poorer dwellings than those of the American worker. Besides the expenditures for food, further comparisons are made showing the much larger ability of the American iaon-worker to expend money, as follows:

In the face of facts like the above the ravings of free-traders with highpressure imaginations can made no headway.

TO MAKE THE RICH RICHER.

The title which always precedes jhe sections of a legislative bill de fining its purposes is prefixed to thenew silver bill of Mr. Bland and his committee, which was published in yesterday's issue, but if a title should be given it setting fourth its results it would read: "An act to enrich capitalists who own the silver bullion and the silver mines of the world, and to defraud depositors in savings banks and general labor of a percentage of the purchasing power of wages." In some respects it is the most objectionable bill of the character which has ever been presented, because previous free-coinage bilis have provided for the free-coinage of gold and silver bullion of those who bring it to the mints, requiring them practically to await the process. This bill, however, simply requires the holders of such bullion to take it to the mints or depositories of the of the government and there receive the coinage value in legal-tender notes, thus making the United States responsible for the expense and storage of all the silver bullion in the world which is not used as token money or in the arts. In other words, it is the Alliance sub treasury scheme limited to silver bullion, except that the bullion is to be kept year after ear, constantly accumulating. If there is any reason why the government should take silver and practically pay the owners—all rich men— from 10 to 20 per cent, more than its market value, then there is more reason why the government should build warehouses and keep the produce of the farmer, advancvancing him 80 per cent, of its mar ket value, until such time as he de sires to avail himself of the highest price. These silver coinage advocates who are denouncing the Alliauce sub-Uvasury scheme as absurd and impracticable can not do so after they vote for Mr. Bland's newest device to add millions to the wealth of men already rih and to depreciate the money savings of every person having a deposit in a savings bank, shares in a lt»*m association or an insurance policy upon which he has been paying premiums for years. Next to such sufferers sttmd the millions of wage-earners, who must sell every daj's labor or lose it all. and who must take, the legal-tender silver dollars, hf.vinfpa purchasing power of from 80 to 90oeats each, for the reason that the jMces of all the prime necessaries eKife are made by the countries which\use ^old as money. It wou!doe .^possible for the tabor of thia country to* forbe ao

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advance of wages because of-a change from a gold to the silver basis, to make the wages in silver have t'10 same purchasing power as wagco now based on gold have.

But the measure, tha.iks to "Republicans in Congress and a liepublicau President, cannot become a law. it is simply a warning of what would come if Democrats were to control every branch of the government.

Hon. A. II. Leonard, Republican nominee for governor of Louisiana, tells some plain truths in his letter of acceptance. Among other things, he says: "For fifteen 3'enrs the people of Louisiana have not been free: for fifteen years the people of Louisiana have not had a government sujh as is guaranteed to them by the Constitution of the United States. A government of the people, by the people and for the people is impossible unless the people are divided into political parties. No such government has existed in this state for years.'

This is literally true. Since 1876 there has not been in Louisiana even an approach to an honest election and a fair count, and the situation is much the same in several other Southern states. It is a necessary feature of the solid South and Democratic supremacy. Mr. Leonard only accepts the Republican nomination because he thinks he sees some prospect of daylight ahead in the way of fair elections. He says: "Many Democrats throughout the State have grown weary of the methods by which the Democratic party has maintained its usurpation. They kuow that such methods are survivals of barbarism. They have learned at last that such methods must eventually make their children perjurers and ruffians. There is som reason to hope that the influence of many of the more intelligent members of the Democratic party will be exerted to prevent the bulldozing a ul the frcuils at elections which have so long disgraced the fair name of Louisiana."

The suggestion that the practice of systematic fraud in elections is making perjurers and ruffians of Southern children is something for Southern men to think of.

THE ATTEMPT TO RUIN THE WOOL INDUSTRY.

Indianapolis Journal.

There could not have been a more unfavorable season selected for the wool-growing interest in which to put wool on the free list than the present time For years prices have been gradually declining, due to the fact that during the past twenty years the wool clip of the world has increased about 80 per cent., while consumption has not advanced in anything like the same ratio. Since 1873, with the exception of 1880, there has been a gradual decline in the price of foreign wools. The Bradford (Eng.) Observer has recently ^"bliehed a table comparing the Lonck, ,^aees in 1873 and 1891, from which tiiiHollowing is taken:

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The above figures show a decline of 35 per cent., but later price currents quote Port Philip grease, which corresponds most nearly with washed Ohio XX fine delaine, at 10 pence, or about 20 cents a pound, while the Ohio grade is selling at 34 cents. But for the duty, which averages about Hi cents a pound, the Ohio wool corresponding with the Port Philip would be selling for 21 or 22 cents, and the Australian wools would be competing on equal terms with the American. At theso prices wool cannot be prodi ced in the states now producing the best qualities,

flocks must be shel

tered and fed apart of the year, and the result would be that the flojkowners would be obliged to sacrifice their sheep for mutton and go out of the business. The farmers of Indiana, Pennsylvania, Ohio. Illinois, Michigan, Missouri and other slates have millions of dollars invested in sheep which would have little value after Mr. Springer's tree-wool bill should become a law.

Of course, the free trader savs: "If the farmers in the United States cannot produce wool as cheaply as the capitalist who control the cheap lands of Australia and South America, and employ half-civilized men to tead their flocks at wages tipon which no civilized being can exist in this country, let them go into some other business and abandon woolgrowing. It is no affair of ours if the American farmer cannot live decently and compete with the barbarians of other lands in wool-growing, we have aright to get most for out money, regardless of the fate of other people." If that policy had been the policy of this country, its only in dustry to-day would be the raising ol bread f~-* Great Britain. Make the selfish ir.otto, "Buy in the cheapest market," the policy of the country, and all of its great manufacturing industries would go to the wall or forc« their labor to take European wages. "Buy in the cheapest market" would force the making of every garment of the people under the sweating system, and would replace the intelligent labor of this country with cargoes of Chinese and contract laboi from central Europe and the exilei from Russia. That policy would hav« held us in 'commercial allegiance C-reat Britain, making us hewers ol wood and drawers of water to thai nation. The United States will no! be remanded to that policy at th« present time, when it has achieved mdustrial independence. The wool growing States, excepting Texas, an Tbainlv Republican, and this attemp to ruin one of their industries wil strengthen the Republican linesV