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•OPTHIOHT. IN, IT AUTHORS' ALUANCB. ALL niQMTa RCSERVBO Her sister Ida! C^uite a little thrill or relief and of pleasure ran through her at the thought. Ida and Charles Westmacott! She bad never thought of it. And yet they had been a good deal together. They had played tennis. They had shared the tandem tricycle. Again came the thrill of joy, and close at its heels the, cold questionings of conscience. Why this joy? What was the real source of it? Was it that deep down, somewhere pushed back in the black recesses of the soul, there was the thought lurking that if Charles prospered in his wooing then Harold Denver would still be free? How mean, how unmaidenly, how unsisterly the thought! She crushed it down and thrust it aside, but still it would push up its wicked little head. She crimsoned with shame at her own baseness as she turned once more to her companion. "I really do not know," she said. "She is not engaged?" "Not that I know of." "You speak hesitatingly." "Because I am not sure. But he may ask. She cannot but be flattered." "Quite so. I tell him that it is the most practical compliment which a man can pay to a woman. He is a little shy, but when he sets himself to do it he will do it. He is very much in love with her, I assure you. These little lively people always do attract the slow and heavy ones, which is nature's device for the neutralizing of bores. But they are all going in. I think if you will allow me that I will just take the opportunity to tell him that, as far as you know, there is no positive obstacle in the •way." "As far as I know," Clara repeated as the widow moved away to where the players were grouped round the net or sauntering slowly toward the house. She rose to follow her, but her head was in a whirl with new thoughts, and she sat down again. Which would be best for Ida—Harold or Charles? She thought it over with as much solicitude as a mother who plans for her only child. Harold had seemed to her to be in many ways the noblest and best young man whom she had known. If ever she was to love a man, it would be such a man as that. But she must not think of herself. She had reason to believe that both of these men loved her sister. Which would be the best for her? But perhaps the matter was .already decided. She could not forget the scrap of conversation which she had heard the night before, nor the secret which her sister had refused to confide to her. If Ida would not tell her. there was but one person who could. She raised her eyes, and there was Harold Denver standing before her. "You were' lost in your thoughts," said he, smiling. "1 hope that they were pleasant ones." "Oh, I was planning," said she, rising. "It seems rather a waste of time, as a rule, for things have away of working themselves out just as you least expect." "What were you planning, then?" "The future." "Whose?" "Oh, my own and Ida's." "And was I included in your joint futures?" "1 hope all our friends were included." "Don't go in," said ho as she began to move slowly toward the house. "I want to have a word. Let us stroll up and down the lawn. Perhaps you are cold. If you are. I could bring you out a shawl." "Oh, no. 1 am not cold." "I was speaking to your sister Ida last night." She noticed that there was a slight quiver in his voice, and glancing up at his dark, clear cut face she saw that he was very grave. She felt that it was settled—that he had come to ask her for her sister's hand. "She is a charming girl." said he after a pause. "Indeed she is," cried Clara wairmly. "And no one who has not lived with her and known her intimately can tell how charming and good she is. She is like a sunbeam in the house." "No one who was not good could be absolutely happy, as she seems to be. Heaven's last gift, I think,' is a mind so pure and a spirit so high that it is unable even to see what is impure and evil in the world around us. For as long as we can see it, how can we be truly happy?" "She haa a deeper side also. She does not turn it to the world, and it is not natural that she should, for she is very young. But she thinks and has aspira-J tions of her own." "You cannot admire her more than 1 do. Indeed, Miss Walker, I only ask to be brought into near relationship with her and to feel that there is a permanent bond between us."

It had come at last. For a moment her heart was numbed within her, and then a flood of sisterly love carried all before it. Down with that dark thought which would still try to raise its unhallowed headl She turned to Harold with sparkling eyes and words of pleasure upon her lips. "1 should wish to be near and dear to both of you," said he as he took her hand. "I should wish Ida to be my sister and you my wife."

She said nothing. She only stood looking at him with parted lips and great, dark, questioning eyes. The lawn Had vanished away, the sloping gardens, the brick villas, the darkening sky, with half a pale moon beginning to show over the chimney pots. All was gone, and she was only conscious of a dark earnest pleading face, and of a voice far away, disconnected from herself, the voice of a man telling a woman how he loved her. He was unhappy, said the voice, his life was a frriri: there was but one thing that

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Shortness of Breath, Swelling of Legs and Feet. "For about four years I was troubled with palpitation of the heart, shortness of breath and swelling of the legs and feet. At times I would faint. I was treated by the best physicians in Savannah, Ga., with no relief. I then tried various Springs without benefit. Finally, I tried

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lng of the ways nere lay napprness ana honor and all that was high and noble there lay the soul killing round, the lonely life, the base pursuit of money, the sordid, selfish aims. He needed but the hand of the woman that he loved to lead him into the better path. •Ann now no xovea ner ms lire woma show. He loved her for her sweetness, for her womanliness, for her strength. He had need of her. Would she not come to him? And then of a sudden as she listened it came home to her that the man was Harold Denver, and that she was the woman, and that all God's work was very beautiful—the greensward beneath her feet, the rustling leaves, the long orange slashes in the western sky. She spoke. She scarce knew what the broken words were, but she saw the light of joy shine out on his face, and her hand was still in his as they wandered amid the twilight. They said no inore now, but only wandered and felt each other's presence. All was fresh around them, familiar and yet new, tinged with the beauty of their own new found happiness. "Did you not know it before?" he nsked. "I did not dare to think it." "What a mask of ice I must wear! tlow could a man feel as I have done without showing it? Your sister at least I knew." "Ida!" "It was last night. She began to praise you, I said what I felt, and then in an instant it was all out." "But what could you—what could you see in me? Oh, I do pray that yon may not repent it!" The gentle heart was ruffled amid its joy by the thought Of its own unworthiness. "Repent it. I feel that 1 am a saved man. You do not know how degrading this city life is, how debasing, and yet how absorbing. Money forever clinks in your ear. Yon can think of nothing else. From the bottom of my heart I hate it, and yet how can I draw back without bringing grief to my dear old father? There was but one way in which I could defy the taint, and that was by having a home influence so pure and so high that it may brace me up against all that draws me down. I have felt that influence already. I know that when I am talking to you I am abetter man. It is you who must go with me through life, or I must walk forever alone." "Oh, Harold, I am so happy!" Still they wandered amid the darkening shadows, while one by one the stars peeped out in the blue-black sky above them. At last a chill night wind blew up from the east and brought them back to the realities of life. "You must go in. You will be cold." "My father will wonder where I am. Shall I say anything to him?" "If you like, my darling. Or I will in the morning. I must tell my mother tonight. I biow how delighted she will be," •fl do hope so." "Let me take you up the garden path. It ,is so dark. Your lamp is not lit yet. There is the window. Till tomorrow.

"My own darling!" He stooped, and their lips met for the first time. Then as she pushed open the folding windows she heard his quick firm step as it passed down the graveled path. A lamp was lit as she entered the room, and there was Ida, dancing about like a mischievous little fairy, in front of her. "And have you anything to tell me?" she asked, with a solemn face. Then suddenly throwing her arms round her sister's neck: "Oh, you dear, dear old Clara! I am so pleased. I am so pleased."

CHAPTER VH.

"VENIT TANDEM FELICITAS."

It was just three days after the doctor and the admiral had congratulated each other upon the closer tie which was to unite their two families, and to turn their friendship into something even dearer and more intimate, that Miss Ida Walker received a letter which caused her some surprise and considerable amusement. It was dated from next door and was handed in by the redheaded page after breakfast. "Dear Miss Ida," began this curious document and then relapsed suddenly into the third person. "Mr. Charles Westmaeott hopes that he may have the extreme pleasure of a ride witli Miss Ida Walker upon his tandem tricycle. Mr. Charles Westmaeott will bring it round in half an hour. You in front. Yours very truly, Charles Westmaeott."

The whole was written in a large, loose jointed, schoolboyish hand, very thin on the up strokes and thick on the down, as though card and pains had gone to the fashioning of it.

Strange as was the form the meaning was cl^jy enough, so Ida hastened to her room and Had Hardly slipped on ner liglit gray cycling dress when she saw the tandem with its large occupant at the door. He handed her up to her saddle with a more solemn and thoughtful face than was usual with him, and a few moments later they were flying along the beautiful smooth suburban roads in the direction of Forest hill. The great limbs of the athlete made the heavy machine spring and quiver with every stroke, while the mignon gray figure, with the laughing face and the golden curls blowing from under the little pink banded straw hat, simply held firmly to her perch and let the treadles whirl round beneath her feet. Mile after mile they flew, the wind beating in her face, the trees dancing past in two long ranks on either side, until they had passed round Croydon and were approaching Norwood once more from the farther side. "Aren't you tired?" she asked, glancing over her shoulder and turning toward him a little pink ear, fluffy golden curl, and one blue eye twinkling from the very corner of its lid. "Not a bit I am just getting my swing." "Isn't it wonderful to be so strong? You always remind me of a steam engine." "Why a steam engine?" "Well, because it is so powerful and reliable and unreasoning. Well, I didn't mean that last, you know, but—but— you know what I mean. What is the matter with you?" "Why?" "Because you have something on your mind. You have not laughed once."

He broke into a grewsome laugh. "1 am quite jolly," said he. "Oh, no, you are not. And why did you write such a dreadfully stiff letter?" "There, now," he cried, "I was sure it was stiff. I said it was absurdly stiff." "Then why write it?" "It wasn't my own composition.'* "Whose then! Your aunt's?" "Oh, no. It was a person of the name of Slattery." "Goodness! Who is he?" "I knew it would come out. I felt that it would. You've heard of Slattery, the author?" "Never." "He is wonderful at expressing himself. He wrote a book called 'The Secret Solved or, Letter Writing Made Easy.' It gives you models of all sorts of letters."

Ida burst out laughing. "So you actually copied one." "It was to invite a young lady to a picnic, but I set to work and soon got it changed so that it would do very well. Slattery seems never to have asked any one to ride a tandem. But when I had written it, it seemed, so dreadfully stiff that I had to put a little beginning and end of my own, which seemed to brighten it up a good deal." "I thought there was something funny about the beginning and end." "Did you? Fancy your noticing the difference in style. How quick you are! I am very slow at things like that. 1 ought to have been a woodman or gamekeeper or something. I was made on those lines, but I have found something now." "What is that, then?" "Ranching. I have a chum in Texas, and he says it is a rare life. I am to buy a share in his business. It is all in the open air—shooting and riding and sport. Would it—would it inconvenience you much, Ida, to come out there with me?"

Ida nearly fell off her perch in her amazement. The only words of which she could think were, "My goodness me!" so she said them. "If it would not upset your plans or change your, arrangements in any way." He had slowed down and let go of the steering handle, so that the great machine crawled aimlessly about from one side of the road to the other. "1 know very well that I am not clever or anything of that gort, but still I would ao all I can to make yon very happy. Don't you think that in time you might come to like me a little bit?"

Ida gave a cry of ifright. "1 won't like you if you run me against a brick wall," said she as the machine rasped np against, the curb. "Do attend to the steering." "Yes, I will. Bnt tell me, Ida, whether you will come with me." ".Oh, 1 don't know. It's too absnrdt How pan we talk

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1 KIIOW. xnat was wny 1 put 1 ou in front' upon my letter. I thought that it would make it easier. But if you would prefer it I will stop the machine, and then you can sit round and talk about it." "Good gracious!" cried Ida. "Fancy our sitting face to face 011 a motionless tricycle in the middle of tiie road and all the people looking out of their windows at us." "It would look rather funny, wouldn't it? Well, then suppose tk :t we both get off and push the tandem along in front of us." "Oh, no this is better than that." "Or I could carry the thing."

Ida burst out laughing. "That would be more absurd still." "Then we will go quietly, and I will look out for the steering. I won't talk about it at nil if you would rather not. But I really do love you very much, and you would make me happy if you came to Texas with me. and I think that Der-

haps after a time 1 could make you happy too." "But your aunt?" "Oh, she would like it very much. I can understand that your father might not like to lose you. I'm sure I wouldn't either if I were he. But, after all, America is not very far off nowadays, and it is not so very wild. We would take a grand piano, and—and—a copy of Browning. And Denver and his wife would come over to see us. We should be quite a family party. It would be jolly."

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Ida sat listening to the stumbling words and awkward phrases which were whispered from the back of her, but there was something in Charles Westmacott's clumsiness of speech which was more moving than the words of the most eloquent of pleaders. He paused, he stammered, he caught his breath between the words, and he blurted out in little blunt phrases all the hopes of his heart. If love had not come to her yet, there was at least pity and sympathy, which are nearly akin to it. Wonder there was also that one so weak and frail as she should shake this strong man so, should have the whole course of his life waiting for her decision. Her lefl hand was on the cushion at her side. He leaned forward and took it gently in his own. She did not try to draw it back from him. "May I have it," said he, "for life?" "Oh, do attend to your steering," said she, smiling around at him, "and don't say any more about this today. Please don't!" "When shall I know, then?" "Oh, tonight, tomorrow—I don't know. I

must ask Clara. Talk about something else." And they did talk about something else, but her left hand was still inclosed in his, and he knew, without asking again, that all was well. __ (CONTINUED. 1

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