Indiana State Sentinel, Volume 34, Number 31, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 September 1888 — Page 1

YOL. -XXXIT-NO. 31. INDIANAPOLIS. WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER 5. 18S8. ONE DOLLAR SER YEAR,

BY

DORA RUSSELL, Author of "Footprints is the Sxow," "Thz Brokex Seal," "The Vicau's Goterness." "Annabel's Rival." CIIATEn XLIV. ILL NEWS. IT is well indeed for us poor children of change and chance that passing events are mercifully hidden from our sight, tinless we behold them with our mortal vision. The sailor's wife sleeps while her husband's death-cry rings through the wild storru; and Nora Stewart was sitting smiling in her dravwngroom when Biddulph, whom she loved to deeply, lay half deal in the deep ravine among the hills, and when he 'dreamed there that ehe visited him in an angel's carb. She had received the letter that he had written to tell her he was about to start on a tour through America with Mr. Dalton, and this letter had driven great relief to her mind. He would be quite out of Malcolm Fraser's way, she v.unly supposed, when he was traveling, little guessing with what fierce determination Malcolm had followed hira from city to city, or of the terrible encounter that had taken place at lat between them. Minnie Fräser still remained in town with Nora, and Alick Fräser often visited at her house, though he had not summoned up couracri? ntrain to try his fortune by asking her to be his wife. But all the tame he meant to do so, and hi annoyance was very preat. because ho bejran really to believe that Glendovne also contemplated wooing Nora; and, in truth, this idea was often floating through the pood-looking Anglo-Indian's brain, for hi3 heart, it must l confessed, was net very greatly interested in the matter. But Nora was a charming woman, with a good fortune and a verv pleasant house, Giendoyne often reflected; and ho liked to fo there, and liked also to watch the soft lush which stole to Minnie Fraser's fair cheeks when he did bo. He knew very well that Miss Stewart did not blush when he entered her drawing-room; but then, the always smiled and seemed pleased to pee him there. And as for thinking of Minnie seriously, he self-argued, it was absurd; she had' no money, and he had no money, therefore it ra out of the question. But all the same she was a tL ar little girl, and he liked to talk to her, and, of course, there could be no possible harm in that. But there was more harm than Glendoyne allowed himself to suppose. Minnie Fräser, brought up among the Scottish hills, knew very little of the world and its uncanny wavs. She knew, too, that Nora Stewart had" loved Mr. Biddulph, and been parted from him on the very eve of her marriage, and that she was not likely a girl soon to forget her first love. She naturall v supposed therefore, that Glendoyne did not 20 to Nora's house exclusively to see Nora. He did not seem to care to talk to tue Lees, and he did not seem to care to talk to herself. Boor little simple Scottish maiden! Minnie never thought that Nora's fortune might be more precious in Glcndoy tie's sight than her own tender heart, which he was fast stealing away. Fach day he grew more interesting to her, ami her timid admiration plea-ed Glendovne, and made Nora's house still more agreeable to him. He went with them to exhibitions and picture galleries, but rarelv into society. Glendovne, in truth, hated crowded '"at homes' and took very little trouble to make himself pleasant to indifferent acquaintances. He lived at his club, and contemplated matrimony in a lazy, far-off fashion, sometimes thinking quite seriously of Nora, and then allowing himself to drift away from the idea and glide very naturally into a semi-tender conversation with the pretty eirl, whom ho al ways told himself it was at-surd to think of. Cut as the Mason moved on, an event occurred which somewha; quickened his languid pulses, and induced him one day half seriously to approach the Ruhject of marriage witn Nora Stewart. This event was nothingness than" that an additional fortune 0 fifteen thousand pounds was left to 'ora by her late father's only sister. Miss Cust. The old lady had been an invalid and a recluse, and had taken very little notice of her niece during her lifetime, and Nora used always smilingly to declare that "Aunt Bessie" was sure to leave her money to some favorite curate But she was mistaken. Miss Cust left five thousand pounds to various charities; but the bulk of her comfortable fortune was bequeathed to Leonora Cust Stewart, for Miss Cust had never approved of Nora entirely droppiue her father's name. Giendoyne heard of this bequest by finding Nora one afternoon when he called, attired in deep mourning. lie ventured to inquire the cause, and listened to the account of "Aunt Bessie's" Iccaev with a certain mild interest and a mental prick-ing-un of the ears. It was not much, to be sure, but Giendoyne was actually poor, and as he sat and gazed pensively rtt Nora with his half-pathetic dark eyes, he thought he had never seen her look so handsome before. Itmiarht be that her black gown contrasted well with her fair skin, or it might be the extra inoney, but Glendovne nearly made up bis mind. Minnie Fraser was not there to distract his attention, for she had gone to spend the day out of town with gome friends of her mother's, and N'ora and Glendovne were quite alone. It was an opportunity he rarely found, and Giendoyne, after a few- moments' consideration, endeavored to take advantage of it. "Do tou ah think a man is better married" or unmarried, Miss Stewart?" lie asked, in his slow way, and Nora immediately answered, with great frankness: "I think married, Lord Giendoyne." "All that is some encouragement; but it requires ah 0 much money." "Oh, no; it requires some, of course, but if a man really cares for a girl, money is a second consideration." "But how is a man to know that the girl cares?" inquired Glendovne, a dusky blush stealing over bis usually pale skin. "That is easily found out, isn't it?" eaid Nora, with a little laugh, and a blush also. "I wish I could find out." "But have you tried?" asked Nora, .1 little archly, for she always believed that Giendoyne really admired Minnie Fraser. "I was j'tst thinking of ah doinzso." Something in his manner made Nora begin to feela little nervous, and this emboldened Giendoyne. "I wond r now ah, Miss Stewart, if yon like mo?" "Yea, of course I like you ; but ' "Ent I mean for good," vou know. Do tou like me well enough to take me for better er for worse, as they say in the prayer-boole, don't they?'

"I suppose you are joking?" said Nora, with some gravity. "Indeed, no; never was more in earnest," answered Giendoyne, stroking his heavy mustache with his slender hand. "I "still believe you are joking; but if you are not, I will tell you the truth, Lord Giendoyne. You know I was very nearly being married once, and that it was broken off through no fault of Mr. Biddulph, and I am not one ta quickly change." Nora's voice broke and faltered as she uttered the last few words, and Giendoyne was too gentlemanly to pursue tho subject. "I can understand that," he said quietly; and a minute later he began to talk of something else, and parted with Nora half an hour atter without the slightest chango in his usually languid manner. And he continued to go to her house the same as formerly, and Minnie Fräser never imagined for a moment that Glendovne had actually thought of marrying Nora Stewart, Lady Barbara Biddulph, however, guessed this, for she was a shrewd woman, but knew also how to keep her observations to herself. And 6ho understood that, though Nora lore herself so bravely before the world, she was "not one to quickly change." Little things told Iady Barbara very plainly that Nora's lo -e for James Biddulph' had not grown cold during the long months of his absence. "I wish that woman were only dead," Lady Bab frequently reflected; bnt Ehe did not gay this to Nora Stewart. Nora rarely indeed mentioned Biddulph's namo to his aunt; she thought of him too much to make hiin the subject of commonplace words. And she began to grow exceedingly uneasy at not hearing trom him as time'weut on. and also at receiving no letter from Malcolm Fräser. She bad sent Malcolm some money which Alick Fraser had given lur to forward to him, and no acknowledgment 01 this had arrived from him. And about the middle of June Mrs. Jock Fraser wrote to Nora, anxiously to inquire when the had last heard troui Malcolm.

Tho Lift lütter she had received was tho one written after the news that her uiarri.igv. was broken off had readied Malcolm, and to Nora's answer to this Malcolm had vouchsafed no reply. Nora was obliged" to tell Mrs. Jock this, but added that she expected every day to hear from him. But days passed away, and no Liter came, and before the end of June Nora determined to return to Scotland. One reason for this decision was to escape a prolonged visit from Mrs. Conway-IIope. Though this lady had left Kossmore in a rago, she did not actually mean to quarrel with Nora, She had written twice during the season to oiler to stay "a few davs" at Nora's house, but Nora had replied 6he had no spare room at present, and Mrs. Conway-IIope had found it impossible to go. When she heard, however, that Miss Cust had left an additional fortune to Nora, Mrs. Con-way-Hope determined no longer to be refused. Nora received a letter one morning, asking if she might arrive on the following day. as she was "pushing through town and hated hotels." "If, my dear Nora, I receive no answer to this, I shall expect I shall be welcome," read Nora, with consternation, "aril I shall bono to see you about 12 on Ihursday." Nora received this letter actually at halfpast 12 o'clock on Thursday. It was dated two days back, but as Nora sprang up to send a telegram to stop her, a cab drove up to the door, and "Cousin Margaret" herseif appeared, in her limp black, an ', three minutes later was embracing Nora, "Yon would get my letter yesterday," she said as she pressed her gray-tinted visage against Nora's faro. "Well, my dear Nora, how are you? You are not looking verv well, but what could wo expect?" and Mrs. Conway-IIopo sigded. "I am fairly well," answered Nora, quickly; "and I hope you are well?" "I am fairly well also, though I must sav I have felt very m ch hurt not to be remembered in the will of Bessie Cust. I cannot understand it; I am her own couin, and I never neglected to send her a Christmas card, and even an Easter one, and 1 wrote to her regularly, and naturally expected some little acknowledgment ot all these attentions. 1 understand you have received a considerable sum ?" "Fifteen thousand pounds," laughed Nora, "and I never paid her any little attentions." "She was a most eccentric person and exceedingly disagreeable, and set up to bo so religious too, though I must say I never saw any practical results of her piety." "Boor old lady ! we ought to ltt her rest now." "But you can understand, Nora, I am sure, that I naturally feel a little indignant. I think people ought to remember their relations when they are making their wills.". "But Aunt Bessie did, you know." "I at least have no reason to (eel any respect for her memory," said Mrs. Conway Hope, severely; and Nora soon found that the grievance of Miss Cust'a will was a very bitter one. It made Mrs. Conway-IIope more sour even than usual, and was for ever rankling in her mind. Even poor Minnie Fraser did not escape a passing 6tab. "And how is vour poor mother, Miss Fraser?" asked Mrs. Conway-IIope, with a meaning high. "She is very well, thank you," answered Minnie, bludiiug scarlet. "'Ahl it was very sad," said Mrs. Con-way-IIope, shaking'her head; and Minnie naturally felt this allusion to her unfortunate brother very deeply. "And that dreadful woman, Lady Barbara Biddulph; I trust, my dear Nora, that you see nothing now of her?" "I frequently see her," replied Nora, with hightened color; "Lady Barbara is a great favorite of mine." Mrs. Con way-Hope raised her eyebrows and her shoulders with an expression as much as to say that words would be poor to declare her feelings on the subject. In fact, she was so disagreeable all round, that Nora confessed to Minnie Fraser, before the first day of her visit was over, that she really, could not stand it. "let us leave town the day after tomorrow, Minnie; and if she oilers to go with us to Scotland, I shall just simply refuse," eaid Nora; and it was thus settled. "You know, Cousin Margaret, that we start for Bossmore on Saturday?" Nora told her visitor the next day at breakfast. "Do you recdhjl I thought the painful associations connected with the place would have been too recent, Nora. I wonder you don't take a house at some south country watering-place instead, particularly when you havo got all this largo sum cf ready money now at your command." "I prefer my own home," said Nora, abruptly. "Still, dear, after all the sad, indeed dreadful, circumstances wbich took place there in the winter " Nora rose and walked out of the room, and Mrs. Conway-IIope looked afterhor with a sigh.

"Poor dear Nora is terribly upset still, evidently," she said, turning to Minnie Fraser. "Do you ever hear anything of the dreadful man who caused all thia scandal and trouble?" "I believe Nora hears occasionally from Mr. Biddulph; but it Ha subject that is never mentioned to her," replied Minnie. "Well, it is certainly an unpleasant one for you all," said Mrs. Conway-IIope; but later in the day she found she had gone a little too far, for when she more than hinted to Nora that she was quite ready to go with them the next day to Scotland, Nora took not the slightest notice of her scarcely veiled proposal. "It will be very inconvenient forme to leave here on Saturday, mv dear Nora," she presently suggested; "1 reckoned on spending a week or ten days at lenkst with you. Would you mind letting me remain over Sunday at least?" "Not in the least," answered Nora, "only there will bo no one in the house but tho charwoman, as I take all the servants down with me." "Could you not leave a couple of them for a day or two?" Nora finally azreed to leave one of tho housemaids; and Mrs. Conway-IIopo having thus provided herself with free quarters for a week or two for she really had no intention of leaving earlier she became a little more amiable; but both Noraand Minnie Fraser were still exceedingly glad to think that they would soon be rid of her company. They had fixed to start in an early train for the north, but before they left town Nora received a verv creat shock. This was caused by the letter Biddulnh had written to her from the hotel at Glendive, to sell her of Malcolm Fraser's dangerous condition. He paid us little about his own injuries as possible, but Nora road his letter with pale cheeks and bated breath. Instantly her mind turned to the extraordinary coincidence that both Malcolm and Biddulph should be injured, and that they should have met in the valley of the Yellowstone river, when Malcolmhad expressed no intention of goinj there. "He has followed James," thought Nora, with that quick intuition of the truth which women possess. "He Is keeping something; back. Oh, this is terrible, too terrible!'7 She clasped her hands, and stood thero thinking what she should do. "I think his parents should know at once," Biddulpn had written, "for I shall not disguiso from you that th2 doctor here has a very bad opinion of his case. I shall trv to get him back to New York, and both you and Mr. and Mrs. Fraser may depend upon my doing everything that is possible for him; but the injury to his spine is verv serious." llad they fought, and had Biddulph shot him? Nora asked herself, with a sinking heart. And how could she tell the mother this, who had already become so anxious about her son? "Poor Malcolm poor boy, poor boy!" and Nora's tears fell fast. AH her young cousin's hot faults were forgiven and forgotten now, for Nora knew Biddulph would not have written as he had done if there had been mtich ground for hope. And if Biddulph's hand had done this? But no, this could not, could not be! Nora tried at first to disguise her agitation from Minnio Fraser, who came into the room while she was still standing with Biddulph's It'ter in her hand, but Minnie instantly perceived something was w rong. "What is the matter, Nora?" she asked anxiously. "Nothing has happened at home, has there?" "No.'dear," faltered Nora. "Then, it is something about poor Malcolm," cri"d Minnie. "I sea it is, Nora! Oh! what has happened? He he is not " "lie has had an accident, and is badly injured," sai 1 Nora, as Minnie paused. "I've had a letter from Mr. Biddulph, and he has met Malcolm somewhere in the neighborhood of the Yellowstone valley, and and ho is going to take him back to New York." "Mr. Biddulph 1" repeated Minnie, "and her face flushed, "Oh, Nora, what could thev have to do with each other? Boor Malcolm hated Mr. Biddulph. There is a secret in all this." "They've quarreled, and Malcom has been hurt. Oh! what wiil mother say? This will just break her heart."

Minnie began to sob aloud, and Nora too was greatly overcome. That this idea should nave occurred to Minnie also seemed like confirmation of her ow n fears. And Biddulph? Perhaps he was keeping back his own danger out of tender consideration for her, Nora now thought with blanched cheeks and a pinking heart "What shall we do, Minnie?" .she asked. "Telegraph for your father, or go home?" "Then poor mother would be left alone if my father came here, and that would be so dreadful for her. Let us go home, as wo intended, Nora, and then father will decide what it will be best to do." They settled this, and went on with their preparations for leaving town in silent anxiety and grief. "Don't let us tell Mrs. Conway-IIope," Minnie said; and Nora spoke no word to "Cousin Margaret" of Malcolm Fraser. That lady, however, noticed that both the girls bad evidently been greatly disturbed, and that their eyelids were red and swollen with tears. "I hope you have bad no ill news, my dear Nora?" she asked, curiously ; but Nora made no answer, and Mrs. Conway-IIopo instantly decided that her conjecture had been right. "It is something about that wretched Biddulph, I dare say," the thought; "or perhaps young Fraser. Oh, well, they may keep their secrets if they like." And they did keep their secret and started on their journey without satisfying Mrs. Conway-Hope'e strong desire to know what was the matter. They sat with their hands clasped together in the railway carriage and tried to speak (each for the other's s ke) more hopefully than they felt. "Father and mother are sure to go to New York," Minnio said; "ruoth r, I know, will not bear to think that Malcolm is very ill, and that she is not near to nurse him." "If they go," answered Nora, with heaving breast and a sudden flush dying her pale face, "I shall go, too. I I must see poor Malcolm again." "To see you would do him more good than anvtljing else, Nora, Poor Malcolm! he cared for no one as he cared for yon." "And I cared for him, too, Minnie, but I thought of him as a boy, a brother. But he may get well still; the doctors at New York may bring him round. We must hope for the best, dear." "Yes;" and again Minnie's blue eyes grew full of tears. He was her only brother, and these two had grown up together side by side, and made the old home bright, until the fatal passion had seized on Malcolm which had destroyed hira. They traveled the whole day, and it was late at night when they reached the little highland station nearest Ilossmore, and found Jock Fraser's friendly face waiting for them there; "Well, my dears," ho said, going up to the door of the railway carriage, and kiss

ing them each heartily as he handed them out. He was glad to have his little Minnie back again, and he was fond of Nora Stewart; but presently he noticod that Nora looked very pale and sad, and that Minnie also seemed ill at ease. "You are both far too tired," he said, in his kindly way. "If it wasn't that mother would like to see you, Minnie, I w ould ask Nora to give you a bed, and not take you across the locu to-night." "Come with us to Bossmore, Jock," said Nora; "I've got something to tell you." Jock Fraser's brown face instantly flushed, and an anxiou3 thought for his son crept into his heart. "Nothing about" he said, in a low, pained tone, and paused. "Wait until we get to Iiossmore," whispered Nora, and scarcely a word was spoken by the three in the short drive to Nora's home. When they reached it, Jock Fraser drew Nora iuto the diningroom and closed the door behind them, as the servants were bringing in the luggage. "What is it, Nora, mr denr?" he asked anxiousiy. "Not surely about my poor boy?" "Malcolm has had an accident, Jock," faltered Nora, "and and Mr. Biddulph has written to tell me about it. 1 got tho letter this morning." "Biddulph?" repeated Jock, in great surprise and agitation. "Yes; they met, it seems, somewhere near the valley of the Yellowstone river, and it was there Malcolm's accident occurred. But you had better read Mr. Biddulph's letter this is it;" and Nora put it into his hand, and scarcely dared to look at tho father's face when he read the words, which seemed to him like a death sentence to his onlv son. "My God!" he cried, and grew pale, and hi6 hands trembled. "We must try to hope," 6aid Nora, who Wfs deeply moved; "he is young and strong. By this time I hope he will be back to New York, and the doctors there njHV be able to cure hira." But Jock shook his head. "Who will tell his mother?" he groaned. "Oh, my poor Jennie!" "He must have fallen down some cliff, I suppose." "But how did heget there?" asked Jock with his white, dry lips. "Where did Malcolm get the money to go on such a long and expensive journey, and why were we not told? Thero is some secret. Nora; Biddulph is keeping something back." "Your brother Alick sent him some money through me," said Nora. "But why should you go to the Yellowstone valley? And Biddulph, it seems he is hurt too. Nora, can these two have fought?" Nora did not speak; she looked up in Jock's face, and he saw what she feared." "Oh, my poor boy !" said Jock greatly overcome; and he turned away his head. He was too just a man to blame Biddulph, even if this were so; it had been his rash, headstrong 6cn who had brought this on himself, Jock at this moment telt convinced. "Mr. Biddulph, I am sure," said Nora, "would never willingly have injured Malcolm, but Malcolm wrote to me in very bitter terms about him after my marriage was broken off, and he nay " "Have forced Biddulph to fight him? Yes;" and Jock covered his face with his hand and then sat wearily down. "Dear Jock," said Nora, with tender pity, laying her hand on her half-cousin's shoulder. Th?n Jock looked at her, with his wet, brown, pathetic eyes. "It's his mother I'm thinking of, Nora. God knows both our hearts have been

nigh broken as it is, but this will finish it,. I think; it will kill his mother. "It may not be so bad." "Biddulph would never have written this" and Jock pointed to the open letter lying on the table "if ho thought tho iad would live. But we must go to hira, if he's alive still. I'll take Jranie to New York, but wo must telegraph to Biddulph first. Where did I13 stay? "At the Fifth-ave. hotel, in Madisonsquare, and he wiil, no doubt, return there.'' "I'll telegraph to-morrow, then." "And, Jock, if you and JCanie go to New York, I should like to go with you," said Nora, "I I, too, should like to Bee poor Malcolm again." Jock did not speak; again he lifted his eyes and looked sadly into her face. He was too shrewd not to know Nora's motive for wishing to go with them. "It's not for the poor boy's sake," he thought, but without any bitterness, for the kind laird knew that Malcolm's love had all been wasted. "Well, my dear," he said, a few moments later, and he rose, "I must go to poor Jeanie now. Keep Minnie with you to-night; Jeanie and I will bear it be6t alone." Nora bad no heart to detain him, nor to speak any more consoling words. She went with him to the room door, and kissed him. "It I can do anything, Jock, send for me," she said, in a low tone; and he nodded and went away with bowed head and pallid face, to tell his wife the mournful news. CHAPTER XLV. "OCR ONE DOT." The next morning, before Nora was up, note arrived for her from Airdlinn. It was from Jock Fraser. and Nora read it withdeeD pity. Dear Nora Will yon come here a soon as possible.und bring Biiklulph's letter with you.for poor Jennie U in a dreadful state, and insists ujon ering it. She winhe to start for New ork tili morning, but I must go to Glasgow first and Ulejraph to Biddulph, to know if ilwlt bf of any avail, before I allow her to do this. If it is teo late to see our poor boy alive,4 it would but girt her useless pain. It it very terrible to uia to tee her. Yours affectionately, J. F BASER. About an hour after receiving this, Nora and Minnie started for Airdiinn, arriving there in the dewy freshness of the morning; and while all nature was smiling outside the gray old house by the blue' loch, inside the unhappy mother was walking up and down tho bedroom in a condition pitiable to behold. Jock Fraser met Nora in the hall with a sorrowful, worn face, and silently clasped her hand. "How is Jeanie?" whispered Nora. "About as ill as she can be, I think," answered Jock. "I've sent for Alexander, and you, my dear, will you 6tay with her while I go to Glasgow?" "Yes, of course 1 will stay. Jock." "It's a terrible business, but it's no use foing to New York if " And Jock 'rnser turned awav his head. "We must hope for better news." "Yes; and, Nora, bear with poor Jeanie, even if 6he is unjust a bit to Biddulph. ßhe is broken down with grief, you know, and may say things she should not; still " "Do not bo afraid, Jock; I feel too much for her," answered Nora, with faltering tongue and dim eyes. She in truth feit worn nd weak, for she had spent hours and hours of sleepless anxiety, thinking of Biddulph, It was "not

for the poor boy's sake," as Jock Fraser had truly thought, that she was grieving most deeply, Biddulph had admitted that he also was injured, though he has made as light as possible of hid own sufferings. "They have fought," Nora had told herself again and again during the night, "and James also is wounded, though he has tried to spare me." This i.lea filled Nora's heart with a strange yearning to look once more upon his face. But she did not admit even to herself that she wished to go to New York to see Biddulph. It was "poor Malcolm," whoso hand she hoped to clasp once more before he died, that would take her there, she told herself ; and she determined to go if Mr. and Mrs. Fraser went. "Come up to Jeanie, now," said Jock, a moment later; and he led the way to bis wife's room. Nora had been prepared to find Mrs. Jock in bitter distress, but was scarcely prepared for the mournful sight that nofr met her gaze. Mrs. Jock, dressed iri a white dressing-gown, with her fairgrizzled hair pushed back disorderly from her brow, and her blue eyes fixed, wide-open, staring ?s it were into distance, was pacing up and down her bed room like a woman bvreft of reason. And its her husband and Nora entered, 6he stopped abruptly, and at once addressed Nora. "Have you brought it?" she said, her haggard face flushing for a moment as if with intens? indignation. "Haveyou brought the letter from the man who has killed my son?" "Hush, Jeanie ! do not talk thus," said Jock Fraser, soothingly. "Is the truth never to bo spoken?" answered Mrs. Fraser, passionately-. "Nora Stewart knows it is true, and you know it is true! Biddulph ha3 murdered my boy murdered my boy!" And she wrung her hands together, and then fell upon the bed ia a paroxysm, a very agony of grief. "Oh, dear Jeanie, do not give way thus," said Nora, going up to her'and laying her hand on her shoulder. But Mrs. Jock started, and pushed awny Nora'a hand as if the touch had stung her. "Don't come near me," sha said, "for it is all through yon! For love of this man you first broke Malcom's heart, and now you have killed hiin between you." "You are unjust, Jeanie, and forget what Nora did for poor Malcolm," 6aid Jock Fraser. "What she did for him!" cried tho wretcheJ mother, turning round and facing her husband. "Yes. I'll tell vou what she did. She taught him to fove her, encouraged him to love her, till this man came, and then she turned away. Don't try to deceive me with soft words any longer," continued the unhappy woman, beginning once more her restless pacings; "this 13 the truth, and now the end has come!" "Malcolm may get well, Jeanie," said Nora, gently, "lieshall have his mother at least beside him; he has his mother stilll" and Mrs. Jock clasped her bands together. "Jock, get things ready; we must 6tart at once, you know we must net lose an hour." "We can't start while you are in such a state, Jeanie; try to compose yourself, my dear," said Jock Fraser. "How can I?" she answered, "when I think ' And again she wrung her hands convulsively together and looked wildly up in her husband's face. But when she met Jock's sad brown eyes, and read the unspoken grief there, her mood suddenly changed. "Forgive me," hhe said ; and went up to him, and clung to his arm. "Forgive me, Jock; but I am onlv a weak woman, you know, and and I loved him 60, our one bov, our darling son." ' Yes dear ; but grief should not make you unjust," answered Jock, gently kissing his wife's cheeks. "See how you are di -dressing poor Nora, who has been so kind to our poor children." Nora's tears were now flowing fast, and Mrs. Jock, seeing this, and moved perhaps by her husband's words, held out her hand. "Don't mind me, Nora; I don't know what I'm doing or saying, I think. I I may be unjust, as Jock savs; but " "Only try to take comfort, Jeanie, and hope for the best," said Nora, grasping the hand extended to her. "In his letter Mr. Biddulph says you may depend upon hira taking the greatest care of Malcolm, and I am sure he will do everything for him that he can." "May I see his letter?" For a moment Nora hesitated, and then drew Biddulph's letter from the pocket of her dres.", which Mrs. Fraser eagerly grasped in her trembling hand. And strange, as she real she seemed to gain hope. "His spine?" she repeated, quoting the letter; "but many people recover, and live for yearR at least, with injuries to the ppit.e. We must start at once, Jock; get to Liverpool to-day." At this moment Dr. Alexander rapped at the room door, and entered, looking sadly euough from one parent to the other, and silently took Nora's hand. "Ye'vo bad bad news from the läddie, I hear, Mrs. Jock?" he said, with infinite tenderness of tone. "He has hnd an accident," she answered eagerly ; "he has hurt his spine. But peocan live with injured epines, can't they, doctor?" "Nadoot; and the laddie's voung and Ptrang. Ye mußt keep up yer heart, Mrs. Jock." "We are going to Liverpool to-day, and from there to New York. We'll soon be thero," she said. "Ye're na fit to travel to Liverpool today. Let Jock go to Glasgow, and telegraph to New York to ask if they've arrived yet," said the doctor, who had received a hint from Jock Fraser about what he was to advise. "Miss Nora Stewart here will stay wi' ye while Jock's away, and I'll gi' ye a draught so that ye'll ha' a bit o' sleep to frishen ye up fer yer journey." After some difficulty. Mrs. Jcek was persuaded to follow thia advice. Jock Fraser started for Glasgow, and telegraphed from thence to Biddulph, Fifth-ave. hotel, New York, and waited in Glassgow until the reply arrived. It was as follows, 60 Jock had some hope to take back to the unhappy mother at Ardlinn: ArriYed safely at New York. M. bors journey better than we expected; ia looking eagerly forward to seeing his parent. Biddulph. (To b continual nej& vrek.) Th Doctor Stratagem. German Paper. ' Two doctors meet on the afreet and engage in eonrenntion. "I saw ynu take od your bat to that U'ly whi J it pasned. Do you know her?" "Yn, I prescribed for her not lone airo." "What was the matter with herr" "She had a boil on her chin." "What did yon pretcribef" "I didn't really prescribe anything, but I told her the only sur way to prevent it hirnlmrlnto a cancer was to giro up piano playing." "What pood will tbat du?"' "It will do a great deal of good, ßhe livea on the floor above me," During a pole-raising In Oteego eonnry, New York, a cannon wa prematurely discharged, killing Jpha Dicksoa, Albert Scrgcnt aad Fred

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A CAREFUL REVIEW OF THE SU3JECT. n Point Ont the umrdlttes and Injun, tlcea of the Protective System and Show Wbrrlo Worktngoif-n Would lie benefited by a Reduction. From TudaT' Pally Sentinel, Aup. 2.; Last night's weather dampened pretty much everything about the city except the enthusiasm at the criminal courtroom. Tho rain, of course, told on tho audience, as did the fact that it was only Sunday announced that Senator McDonald would speak last evening. But despite the rain and the late announcement, the aisles were comfortably filled with listeners, who were unable to procure seats. It was not a hurrahing crowd, but rather such tin audience as would relish a carefully prepared argument more than spreadeagleism. Noticeable by their presence were a number of republicans of the Pink Fishback order, men tolerant enough to appreciate and be interested in the able Präsentation of the tariff reform principles. Senator McDonald's entrance into the court-room was enthusiastically applauded. A More of friends gathered about him during the interim before the time for beginning the address. With these h chatted pleasantly and encouragingly about state and national outlook. Fromptlvat S o'clock Mr. John W. Kern introduced Senator McDonald as "one of the moet distinguished sons of Indiana." As the senator spoke it was evident that he had recovered from the cold which has been troubling him for several days. The speech was frequently interrupted by applause, but the noticeable feature was the remarkably close attention that was pai l to the argument. Reading from manuscript, Senator McDoiiald said: SENATOR M'OONALO SPEAKS. Indiana's Old Roman llcriewa the luuti of tha Campaign. Gentlemen or the Hendriks Cixb and Fellow Citizens At the opening of the present session of cong.ess, President Cleveland, in his annual message, devoted almost exclusively to that subject, called the attention of congress and the people to the fact that "the amount of money annually exacted through the operation of present law3 from the industries and necessities of the people largely exceeded the sum necessary to meet the expenses of the government;" that as a consequence of this condition of our revenue laws the national treasury was becoming "a hoarding place for money needlessly withdrawn from tradeand the" people's ust thus crippling our national energies, suspending our country's development, preventing investments in productive enterprises, threatening financial disturbance and inviting schemes of public plunder." This was tn legacy the republican party had left to the people of the United States. Whan that party came into power the national revenues, if thev had b.'cn levied upon the pro rata principle, would only have equaled $1.80 per head ; when it went out of power the average rate of taxation per head was $r.30. As the evil result of this over-taxation are bound to continue until ended by legislative action, the president enjoined upon the representatives of the people "the simple and plain duty of reducing taxation to the necessary expenses of an economical operation of povernment and restore to the business of the country tne money held in the treasury through tho ferversion of governmental power." This ie insisted could be done "with safety to all our industries, without danger to the opportunities for remunerative. labor which our workmen need, and with benefits to them and all our people, by cheapening their means of subsistence ind increasing the measure of their comforts." The condition of tho treasury r.t the close of the fiscal vear ending on the S'Oth of June last justified the president in all he had said in his message. From official statements published, it appears that thj gross receipts of the government for the preceding vear, from all sources, were, in round numbers, $379,000,000, and that the aggregate expenditures for tho same period were JJu9,000,U00, leaving a net balance of receipts over expenditures of $110,000,000; that there was at the close of tho fiscal year an actual accumulation in the treasury of over $103,000,000, for which the government bad no present use; and it is a fact well known to the public that this surplus is being increased by daily receipts of revenue over current expenses at a rat not leas than shown by the last year's statement. THE REVENUE SYSTEM. The eeeslty Clearly rotated Out by the PraMdant. Since th president's message the questions growing out of the condition ot our revenue laws, and the necessity of reform so clearly pointed out in it have formed the chief topic of political discission and the attitude of the two great parties of the country with respect to those questions form the leading issues of this political campaign. As is well known, our national revenues are chiefly drawn from two different systems of taxation customs duties and internal taxes in the form of excises upon whisky, tobacco and malt liquor. In tho last hscal year our revenues from customs duties amounted to $210,00(1,000, leirig the largest amount ever collected in one year from that source ; our internal taxes amounted to $124,000,000; our revenue from other sources to about thirtv million dollars, making the ageregate what I have heretofore stated. The power to levy taxes is vested in the federal government by the following provision oftbe federal constitution: "The congress shall have power to lay and collect taxes, duties, imposts and excises;" and the purposes for which this power may be exercised ii specifically staled ia

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laiiage : "To pay tha debts and provide r the common defence and general 'fare of the United States, but all duti imposts and excises shall be unii. 4 n tarouehout tho United Mates." will 'be seta that the power torj (Jay and colleca taxes is not unlimited It could hardly be expected that it woi'rd be in a governmont like that of the United Kate, exercising only granted powers. Having been formed by the states to secure the general welfare of the United Mates, the taxing power, which in governments in general ia regarded to have no limitation except in, the discretion of the law-makers, waa wisely restricted in the federal constitution by its framers, to the uses and pur-' poses necessarily incident to the federal government. It mut, therefore, be exercised for a public purpose, general in its benefits to the people of the United States. Any attempt to use it for private advantage or in behalf of any class of our citizens i a gr.?5 perversion of the power. The response which the democrat made to the president's message was the formulation and passage through tha . house ot representatives of what U Known I as the Mills bill. This bill, after encoun- ' terir.g all the opposition which it was possible for the republican members of tha ' house to present to it (except revolu- I tionarv action), passed that body on the j 21st day of July last by a majority ol . thirteen, and wai the tame day transm'tted to the senate. Those who were concerned in the frames-i work and passage of that bill claim for its woru and p that it wiil reduce the revenues in tho neighborhood of $7$,i.k,0i)0 per annum, i and that of this amount ?24,000,000. ia i round numbers, is from the repeal of tha ' tobacco tax and "J,(kk0,)) from the addi- ' tion made to the free list. These cannot be I conjectural, but it may be doubted whether the reduction on the dutiable list)' wili amount to;is much U claimed for it "; by the framers of the bill ; but it is a 6tep anu a trooa, long btep in tae airtcuoa o revenue rclona. THE MILLS The Occasion for It Denunciation by the ltepiiMlcan. There has, perhaps, been no measure brought bcfo:e congress in the last quarter J of a century that has received sucuun-j qualified denunciation from the republi-I can party a3 the so-called Mills bill, and J jei, iiolw iiiisauuiii uie latus its represented by the president's message, it is the only measure before congress up to this time "proposing any reduction of the revenue or any remedy for the evila threatening tho country with overtaxation. In discussing this measure I 6hall par no attention to the dqnunciitions hurled at it by the republican speakers and press, but shall endeavor to answer 6uch objec tions as are acta i.ly made do it. I shall also consider it soiuewhr.t from an Indiana, standpoint. While 1 do not agree with tho idea tnat the taritf question is a local issue, I know very well that men have a habit of voting according to what they deem to be their own interests or the interests of Bectiou in which they live, rather than to take into consideration the interests of tho whole country. The chief f'-atures of the Mills bill consist in transferring to the free list rair wool, timber, b;ilt, hemp and its equivalents, together with quite a number of other articles of lessor importance; of v reducing the tariff on woolen fabrics to 40 per cent, cd valorem; of reducing the tariff on steel and iron blooms and steel rails to from 00 to '.10 per cent. ; of reducing tho tariff on supar; and the repeal of the tax on tobacco and products, except &S to cicars and cigarettes. First in importance in the changes thus indicated .ire those made in the wool &nd woolen schedules. The republican party, having been from its organization a sectional party, endeavors in every measure of public importance to find Borne ground of accusing the democratic party of beim; specially favorablo to the Nmth, an l r.montrthc lirt and mosl prominent objections made to the change i in the wool tari;'s is th.it it is a discrimina- ' lion epainst the northern interests in favor of southern interests; in fact, this charge j runs throughout pretty nearly the entire ' list of accusations brought against the Mills bill, and will be noticed somewhat ' in detail. So far from this beine true with ' reference to the wool and woolen tariffs, and the changes proposed, if they diserim-' inate against any section of the country it is against the Southwest and tho Pacific states. There have been changes going on from the very foundation of our government, in regard to what may be termed the wool centers, that are irrespective of tariir provisions. In the early history of our country New England was the center of wool production ; then it shifted to the middle states, then to the West, and finally it passed the Mississippi river, and i.i located ia tho southeastern state-sand territories and in the states of the Pacific slope. It may be interesting: to recur to the statistics upon that subject for a moment, from wbich it will appear that as late as In',:) the New Enciand and middle states maintained the lead in tha production of wool, although from 1840 to I MR) the number of thtep in the New Emrland states h id run down from nearlr 4,000,000 ioconsid-rab'.y les than 2,000,000. In 1 v.Si ) the western states were largely in the lead and the southern states following next, while the middle and New England states were nipidlv ceasing to bo woolgrowing states at all in any proper sense.. From bsTö to l.ssT the arepate number ot sheep in tha United Mates increased from SH.O'HOOJ to 41,000,000, but in that same period the numW fell off in tho New Lngland, the middle and the western states, but increased largely in the southern states, the l'ücifie coast and the territories. In 1S87 the state of California was a long way in the lead of any other state, having an aercpate of over b000,000 head of sheep. Texas came next with over 4.700,000, Ohio with 4,500,000, and New Mexico almost equal with Ohio in number. 4 to our own stete, we had lost in that period of twelve years nearly 300,000 head. In 1K75 the nuber accredited to us was 1,300.000. while in it wasl,034,000. The cause of these changes is very evident, and is more climatic than anything eis. Of course cheap lands bad much, also, to do with it, particularly in shifting the centers from the New England ana middle states to the western ; but it is very evident that sheep cannot b raised in herds of any considerable number except in a climate in which they can exist without shelter the vear nround, and that country that will produce them and sustain the m in great numbers at no other or greater expense in caring for them than ia expended iu the employment of a shepherd and his dog, cannot bo competed with in the production of cheap wool by such countries as ours, where they can only be raised in flocks ol very limited numbers, and where it becomes necessary to give them shelter and provide food for them from four to six months in the year. WOOL-GROWINO. Not In tbe Leat Injured by Taking Ott the Duty. From thise facta it is evident that tha wool center has passed us by and located itself in tho Southwest aad fcUtca ol tL

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