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“Why, how should I know that? You never mentioned it to me before.”

ed by the bond of common hate for John Cameron, whom they instinctively recognized as the one destined to carry away the prize from both of them. Following and spying on this ride to church, they saw, and gnashed their teeth at seeing, how closely the black horse and the bay mare moved along together and how slowly they went. “I’d like to put a bullet through him,” growled Rufus Goldie. “So would I: but I wouldn’t like to be hanged for it,” snarled the constable. “You’re always afraid of the law.” “The law’s something to be afraid of.” “No; not the law, but getting caught.” “The law has a tarnation long reach.” “It don’t go as far as a gun, though—between man and man.” "It’ll go far enough in John Cameron’s case to suit me.”

The Wife of “Bobs.”

Lady Roberts is a buxom matron who looks in the pink of health. Her expression is much more severe and determined than that of her illustrious husband, so that it is easy to guess that she is the dominant partner—a fact known to every Anglo-Indian. She is idolized by her devoted and most amiable spouse. Lord Roberts married under very interesting circumstances. He had come back from India a handsome young officer with a newly won Victoria Cross. At a garrison dance in Waterford he met the good-looking daughter of Capt. Bews, late of the Seventythird Foot. He fell in love with her and, despite the opposition of her family, was married within three months.

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“Do you mean to say that you have not known it ever since the day we met up on tlie ‘Backbone ?’ ”

“Well, perhaps I might have snspicioned something, it I had known as much as most girls do about such things.” “It hasn’t been so very long since I found it out myself. And that seems a mighty queer thing, too, that I should have seen you grow up right under my nose, all these years, and never have taken any notice that you were the loveliest and most lovable girl in the world and the only one I could ever care for. until I found it out by shooting you. I tell you it was a mighty big surprise when it came to me solid, Hetty. And it has made the whole world different to me. T never knew before how happy a person could feel. Why, I’m seeing all there is in the world worth oaring for, to me. when I look into your eyes, darling.” The girl’s eyes sparkled with happiness, but. ber cheeks were red as flame, and she glanced anxiously up and down the road. “I didn’t see you at spelling school Thursday night,” she said hastily, as if interposing a new topic to block John's too rapid public progress. “No. I had to go over to Noblestown. about a span of horses and didn’t get back in time.”

By J. H. CONNELLY.

CHAPTER X.—(Continued.)

“Oh, but this is true!” shouted several voices. “Here, Jim, lie down again! Get around, boys!” Til a moment, one of the young men stretched himself out on his back, upon a log, holding his arms straight by his sides, and half a dozen cithers stationed themselves, three on each side, with merely the tips of six forefingers touching him. One of the bystanders exclaimed: “Hold in;” and the seven held their breath, until they seemed to swell and grow red, when —just as it was evident they could not continue the restraint a second longer—he ordered “Now!” And instantly the recumbent man seemed to Heat up in the air, not as a lifted weight, but rather as a cork, liberated deep down in the water, darts up to the surface. Manifestly, the six had employed no exertion, such as would have been necessary to toss the sturdy young fellow up in that fashion under ordinary conditions.

straw pile, looked about him with disgust and regret that he had left his comfortable roost.

“Do you feel like speaking any plainer to-day than you did yesterday about that?”

The sun was well up before a faint spiral of smoke lazily floated straight toward the zenith from the kitchen chimney of the house, for the morning was Sunday, when late rising is permissible even on a farm. A couple of dogs, sniffing the odor of breakfast in the air, crawled out from under the porch and stretched themselves in time to meet John Cameron and give him their honest canine greeting as he emerged from the kitchen door with an ax in his hand.

MOTHER AND DAUGHTER.

“I don’t mind telling you, but you must keep it mighty close, for if he got word of it before I am ready to jump on him, he might not be there when I landed.” “I’m not likely to do anything that would be much good to him.” “Weil, it's just this. I saw in the paper, about two months back, that there was a robbery of silver spoons from a house over by Canonsburg somewhere. I read all such things because it’s my official duty, but my memory isn’t good and I can't recollect names well. That’s nothing, though. I can go over to Washington to-morrow or next day and see the paper. And I’m just as sure as that I’m alive the spoons we saw yesterday are the stolen ones. I feel it in my bones so I could swear to it.”

The Wife and Mother-In-Law of Mr. Charles Keys.

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"The deepest snow yet this winter, mother,” he announced, in a cheery voice, looking back into the hquse before closing the door behind him. The fences were half buried; the round, compactly grown apple trees in the orchard looked like enormous snow balls; the well-sweep, swollen to colossal proportions by the accumulation of snow upon it, suggested a fanciful resemblance to the Leaning Tower of Pisa. John’s first duty was the breaking of the ice in the watering trough for the cattle. In quick response to the sound of his chopping the chorus of farm life broke forth —horses neighing in their stalls, bells tinkling among the sheep in their shelter under the barn floor and the cows in their stable, pigs squealing shrill demands for immediate feed, chickens fluttering down from the hen house and squawking in foolish alarm at finding themselves ingulfed in the snow. Three hours later, John, mounted on his big black horse, and dressed in his best, rode down the lane on his way to church. AH the church-going in the valley that day had to be upon horseback, the unbroken snow in the roads being much too deep to admit of speedy or comfortable sleighing. But that was no hardship in a community of equestrians, and would make little difference in the attendance at the meeting house, to which everybody, practically, made a habit of going pretty regularly, whether Presbyterians or not. In the valley one was either a Presbyterian, in sympathy at least, or nothing, as no other sects had yet gained a foothold there, and it was not fashionable to have oneself looked upon as “nothing” from a religious point of view. The black horse found himself much surprised and annoyed by the constraint his rider put upon his pace. He was not accustomed to being required or even permitted to go at a walk with John on his back, yet here they were a good two miles from church and a tight rein still kept on him. Horses think and know more, however, than people are prone to give them credit for, and it is not impossible that he may have fully understood the situation when he discovered that he had been made to arrive at a certain cross road just as a very charming bay mare —carrying a young woman, whose attractions were doubtless more apparent to his master than to himself —emerged from that cross road.

“You didn’t object to going away and leaving Rufus Goldie with me?”

“No. When you told me to do so, I saw I was perfectly sate.” "You talk as if you wore sure of mo already.” "Of course I am. How could I be Otherwise? I love you, and you know it. And you love me, and 1 know it.”

"Laws! John Cameron, you don’t know any such thing.” "Every kiss you gave me last Sunday night was an aflidavit to it. I’ve got too good an opinion of you., Hetty, to think your kisses could go where your heart didn’t. Yes, it’s just solid love between us. and why should we waste time pretending anything else, making believe what we know in our hearts isn’t true and what we 'wouldn’t, either of us, have the other think so for all the world?” “John, ain’t you a little afraid, sometimes, that you are a very sudden young man?”

"But how are you going to prove he stole them?” "I don’t have to. If I find them in his possession, it’ll be for him to prove he didn't steal them. Even if he gets off he will have been put in jail anyway, and that’s enough. Hetty Mulveii isn't likely to marry any jail bird.” Rufus winced, though he said nothing. For reasons best known to himself references to jail birds grated on all there was of sensitiveness in his being.

The minister was astonished, and felt that his confidence in the law of gravitation had been strangely betrayed. As for an explanation, he had none, and having none, he very naturally, from his point of view, was disposed to stigmatize the incomprehensible thing as “the work ■ of tin' devil.” a time-honored, clerical way of meeting .ill sorts of difficulties. A fortunate diversion, however, saved him from committing himself to even that orthodox refuge. The arrogant houndpup. that had followed him upon the ground, overweeningly conscious of distinction as the minister’s dog, had been achieving a steadily increasing unpopularity among the other dogs by his supercilious manners, until eventually, a cur •of low degree, taking grievous offense at his ostentatious scorn, suddenly mounted him and took a sample piece from his neck. The pup’s hasty comments on the outrage were uttered in a tone 'so piercing that all the other plebeian dogs seemed suddenly inspired by a frenzy to keep him up to concert pitch, and joined in a general melee, with him as the central point of their ferocious activity. A bucket of water hurled upon them put a speedy end to the fight, but the fear of having his tattered pup still further damaged was excuse enough for the minister An luLst£u_jxway without . spending , any time in theorizing upon strange phenomena in natural philosophy. As he rode off he called hack;

“While speaking of my own case and the wonderful benefit I have received, I might also add that my mother, who is now an old lady of 74 years and who lives with me. has been troubled more or less with aches and pains, as is natural with one of her advanced age. When she saw what Dodd’s Kidney Pills had done for me she commenced to use them herself, and she says that they have done her more good than any other medicine she has ever tried.

"Yes,” pursued the constable, "if I find it's all right when I see the paper, as I’m sure 1' shall—-I’ve got them initials marked down, ’R. W. B.’ or ‘R. B., W.,’ and one or the other is bound to be right— I’ll get the warrant for him at once. But I won’t serve it until Thursday, ‘Training Day,’ when half the county will see him taken as a thief.”

“Maybe I am, but life is short. I’d rather be sudden about getting what 1 want than sorry for losing it through slowness. Which do you yourself think is best. Hetty?”

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“Well —it isn’t good to be too slow, John.”

Rufus started with the impulse of a sudden thought. looked fixedly in his companion’s eyes tor a mmhent. and said in a low tone of suggestion rather than of inquiry:

“Spoken like a sensible girl, my darling. And now, when shall we get married?” "Oh! It’s too soon to talk about that.” “Not a bit. We mean to got married, don’t we?” “I—I don’t know. Oh, John, what do you want to talk that way for on the road to meeting, and in broad daylight! You ought to be ashamed.” "I'd be ashamed of wysdlf if I didn’t take any “How much practice you must have had talking to girfs, to be so bold about it.” “Practice? No. I'll take my oath that I never before, in all my life, salt to any girl or woman, except my mother the words: T love you.’ And when I sa\ them to you, Hetty, they are as true come as straight from my heart as they' ever did when I spoke them to her. I simply don’t see why a man should be shamefaced, or beat about the bush, in haring his heart to the girl he loves well enough to make his wife; and that brings me back to the question I asked you before—we mean to get married, don’t we?” "John, you’re riding up closer and closer alongside of me, until you are scrouging my mare off the road, and I just know, if I’d say ‘Yes,’ you’d grab me round the waist and kiss me, and people would be sure to see us, and I’m not going to get myself talked about. If you want my answer, you can come over tonight and get it.”

"And if he resists arrest?” The constable clenched his jaws with a snap:

“Then something bad may happen to him —in a perfectly legal way.” The two scoundrels grinned at each other in sympathy, shook hands and rode

All His Fault, of Course, Mr. Grumpps—The gentlewoman says a woman should make herself as attractive to her husband after marriage ns she did before.' Mrs.Grumpps—Hu! My father always 'ca ve mo plenty of money to make myself attractive with. You don’t. —Stray dories.

"if I get time. I will send a,communication about it to the Washington Intelligencer.” Sim Mulveil wheeled quickly to Goldie, who was his constant companion, and slapping him on the shoulder, exclaimed in a tone of triumph: "I’ve got it, b’ gosh!”

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not far outside the four-mile radius in London, recalls the interesting history of Japan in the matter. Cremation followed Buddhism into Japan about 1,200 years ago, but it only partially superseded the Shinto custom of disposing of the dead by interment. In 1873 cremation was totally prohibitedby the Japanese government, whose members seem to have had some confused notion as to the practice being un-European and therefore barbarous. Having discovered that, far from being un-Europeah, cremation was the the goal of European reformers in such matters, they rescinded their prohibition before two years had elapsed. Cremation in Japan is carried out in a somewhat rough and ready manner. The cheapest process only costs about $1.12. This is scarcely adapted to western requirements and is sufficient-' ly described by the title which the foreign residents of a certain settlement in”Japan gave to the native cremation, ground among the hills Boast Meat valley.”

"Got What?”

“What I was trying to think of. The name of that paper brung it back to me. It was in the Intelligencer I saw it, a good two months ago.” "Well, what was it, anyway?”

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Will Have Her Way.

“Never you mind just now. I've got to go over to Washington and see the papers that far back, before X say for certain. But you’ll see the pride of that conceited John Cameron taken down a good many pegs before long, and with them spoons, too.” “What! You don't mean it?”

“Good morning, Miss Mulveil!” said John, speaking with deferential diffidence, for the young man must be much more hardened in the ways of gallantry than he was, who can, without some bashfulness, attempt love making in the open air, in broad daylight, on the highway. “Good morning, Hr. Cameron,” she responded demurely.

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“Yes, I do. But you keep your jaw shut about it. I'll do nothing until I get good and ready, for when I strike it will be for keeps. If I don't take him. I’ll <juit bein’ constable.” “Why, Sim! You don’t mean to say them spoons are ” “Yes, I do. Stolen, b’ gosh!” “Lord! I hope you’ll prove it on him —whether it’s so or not. I’ll help you all I can.”

“Why, you darling, that’s good enough answer for the present! f)h, how I do loved you, Hetty! Come back into the road; you needn’t be afraid of my cutting up right out here before folks. " 1 won’t say but what I want to. The man wouldn’t be a human who could love a girl as I love you, and see her bright eyes and pouting lips so close to him. without wanting to— There! Hold on! Don’t start off that way! I won’t do anything. Thunder. We’re almost there, and at that gait we wouldn’t have five minutes more to talk.”

“Going to meeting, I suppose?” “Family has to be represented, and none of the others will venture out.”

“Why? I’m sure it’s a lovely day for anybody to be abroad, who is not sick folks.” “Well, mother thinks she may have rheumatism, from the change of weather; the snow hurts Miss Elder’s eyes; and, as for Danny, he just wouldn’t come.” “If Danny prefers one place more than another, it is most probably because of some better prospect for deviltry that his genius for michief has discovered. ’ “You mustn’t be too hard on Danny,” laughed Hetty. “You don’t know howgood a boy he was last Sunday night.” “He a good boy! How sot” She told him the story of Rufus’ discomfiture, narrating it so graphically that it seemed to John he could see his rival sprawling on the floor. “Danny is a good boy,” he affirmed emphatically, “and nobody shall ever again hear me say otherwise. I mean to buy a gun for him the next time I go to town.”

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“Well, you may be able to swear to something when the time comes. One way or another, I’ve got to laud him in jail or kill him."

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“Come along. We can do our talking to-night, without setting other folks talking to-day. There’s a whole lot of people coming down the ridge road, and on the rise of the hill behind us are two men, and I do believe one of them is Rufus Goldie.”

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The preacher had a good deal of natural ability but very little education, and his congregation consisted mainly of wood splitters, fruit growers and small farmers. In illustrating his subject he said,— “My friends, you’ve been out on a dark night when you could hardly see your hand before yon. and you’ve said how pitchy dark it is; well, pitchy darkness be dark, and ray friends, you know what a gross is; if not, I'll tell you. A gross is twelve dozen; now you will understand the darkness that covered this people, for it was one hundred and forty-four times pitchy dark, and that be dark.”

In the AVilds.

CHAPTER XL

During the night succeeding Roger McFarlane’s frolic, there was a heavy fall of snow. That which first came down was moist and clinging, but as the hours of darkness went by, the still air grew colder and colder, and the niveous crystals, dry, light and fleecy, piled high upon even the smallest twigs in the forest and bridged over the spaces' between them, so that the boughs bent wdth the weight of a simulated foliage of immaculate whiteness.

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Hetty’s keen sight had correctly identified the distant horseman as Rufus Goldie, and if she had taken a seconfi look, she would have known equally well his companion, who was none other than Simeon Mulveil. Rufus lived at the constable’s house most of the time, instead of staying whore he properly belonged, among his nearer relatives, over in Fayette County, near Uuiontown. The two men not only harmonized well in character, but had business relations which brought them into close association. Mulveil, who was a widower, owned a good farm and a sawmill—the latter an inheritance from his wife, to whom it had been left by a former husband. Rufus ran the mill, on shares, and also did some work on the farm when the head of water was too slack for sawing, 0 r lumber not in demand. Hence, he and Simeon, thrown much together i n their hours of labor, had got into the habit of each other's society, generally went abroad in company and were as nearly friends as it was possible for such natures to feel friendship. There was secretly between them at this time, however, a good deal of jealousy, for each knew that the other was a rival suitor for Hetty Mulveil’s baud. That feeling would probably have separated them, had they not been link-

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Like “a new heaven and a new earth,” fresh and pure from the fashiouing of their Creator, hushed yet in the awe of first consciousness of being, shone the cloudless sky and no less spotless world beneath, upon which beamed the golden rays of the morning sun. But all the refulgent white glory that flooded the universe was cold and still as death itself. Slowly and with an air of protest, animated Nature awoke to recognition' of the temporary domination of the inanimate. The peewits, nesting under the eaves of the barn, were first to see what had happened, and discontentedly twittering to each other, agreed it was quite hopeless to look for a breakfast under all that snow, and they had best stay in their warm shelter until the prospect improved. A gallant game cock, champion of the barnyard, forebore his customary matutinal challenge to the universe, and floundering awkwardly through the deep snow to the refuge of an overhanging

“You have made an ally of him already. X never knew him to take up so for anybody else as he does for you. I’m afraid such a magnificent present as a gun would spoil him altogether.” “Nothing is too good for a boy who has his genius for running off trespassers.” “Trespassers!” “Yes. Anybody else than me, who comes to see you, is a trespasser.” She looked up at him with an arch smile, blushed and dropped her eyes, without reply in words, but words were not necessary for him to understand her. “Don’t you think it natural for a man to feel that way about the girl he loves?” “What do I know about how a man feels when he is in love?”

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“Well, you’ll learn before long from my telling you.” “Oh! Then you are in love?” “You know I am—and with you, Hetty.”

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