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Tou seem a likely sort of fellow," MM Mr. John Reynolds, J. P., as he tur,veyed six feet of sturdy humanity through his gold-rimmed pince-nez. should probably be quite correct In raying that you hare not been n coach tuan all your life," the old gentleman continued. "On the contrary, I have both driven Had ridden horses since I could hofi tba reins." "'But, hang it, man," said Mr. Reynolds testily, "you don't speak like a voacbman." John Reynolds, squire of Lutte.--worth and justice of the peace, was not in the. habit of having his opinions get m one side. People invariably ngreed with what he said it paid them better in the long run, particularly If they were dependent on him. His last coachman having decided to emigrate to Canada, me squire was forced to engage another in his place. From the sundry applicants who came In ireply to his advertisement he had elM.ri the man whom he was at pres--ut 'diking to. John Reed, the new coachman, gave It is name as, and in support of his application he produced recommendations from several titled landed owntr, whose names were very familiar o Mv. Reynolds. In appearance Reed was a fine-looking man tall, with fair, curly hair and bright blue eyes. This, however, was the greatest fault Mr. Reynolds tmld find with him. Tor he would Vrobably play havoc with the hearts of the maids at Lutterworth Hail. Rut the Squire put this on one side when he saw the magnificent manner in which Reed "tooled" the four horses liarnen-r:! to the big drag. This was the teal the Squire had put the various npplicrnts to. r.r.d none had come off with huch fl;. i:i' colors as Reed. So the ih;w coachman came to Lutterworth Hail. He had not been there luany days before the tender hearts of the susceptible maids "below the Hairs' l)fgan to flutter. At the same time, the other men servants began to nurse a growing jealousy for the good looking "Lunnon chap" who was apparently intruding upon the reserves. In defence- of the new coachman it I:unly fair to state that i.e offered no en couragemcut whatever to the uiabi: but in their eyes this same reticent: only added to his charms. The upper housemaid, by name No rah Dawson, had conceived a violent uttachment for Reed much to the annoyance of one of the gamekeepers, iv ho had hitherto been first favorite in the girl's eyes. The man lost little opportunity of showing his dislike of Reed, but the latter affected to take no notice of it. The gamekeeper would make Reed the butt of his uncouth jokes, much to the enjoyment of the other men. The coachman never swore and rarely drank, which only served to increase the countrymen's contempt. "Got a bit o' velvet in thy mouth V the gamekeeper asked sneeringly as Reed stood sponging down one of the horses. "The mare don t understand thy woman's voice, coachy. This is "ov ye ought to talk to "er." The man approached the horse an 1 let fly a--string of foul oaths. wh;.! brought forth an admiring laugh frc i the rest of the men. Thus cnco'ira.; ed, the gamekeeper commenced g;;h but Reed, who was with difficult, keeping his temper in bounds, motioned him- awa,y. "The mare's getting restive; you'd better keep clear of her heels." he said. The man mimicked the words s nearly as he could, causing his audience to shake with laughter. Reel's face paled as he bit hio lip, but kept steadily at his work. Then the gamekeeper pretended to stumble and overturned a pail of water that was standing on a box, so that most of its contents went over the coachman. 1 This last stroke of wit so tickled the gamekeeper's own sense of humor that he began to loudly bellow with laughter. In the meantime Rei led the mare into the stable without a word of remonstrance. Presently he came out again and strod towards the gamekeeper. "You upset that water on purpose,' he said. "Apologize at once." "Oh:" was the mocking reply. "Apolognize at once, eh? Re I to go on my knees or stand on my YadV" Although Reed was a big man, the gamekeeper was still bigger, and the. two men made a splendid picture of humanity as they stood facing one another. 'You'll lay on the ground and apolognize in a moment if you're not quick, my man." replied Reed, with pale, determined face. The gamekeeper's reply was a short laugh of derision and the words, "I'll put another bucket over you if you don't clear out." He terminated this speech with a foul imprecation. Crack! Reed struck the gamekeeper fairly between the eyes, sending him staggering. With a hoarse howl of mingled pain and rage the man rushed at Reed, his arms swinging furiously like the arms ot a windmill and with the force and weight of sledge hammers. But he had a cool hand to deal with. Reed simply evaded the blow and hit the man on the temple as he passed, sending him to the earth with a run. The gamekeeper got on his feet again, scowling with rage. He was not so eager now. and advanced more warily. Rut a few moments sufficed to see him soundly thrashed, Reea giving a splendid exhibition of -the nobie art. It was science versus brute strength, and naturally the former triumphed. The crestfallen gamekeeper started to slouch away. His face, far from beautiful as a rule, was now bruised and bleeding, and this. In addition to

it surpassingly ugly. 'Ere he could quit the stableyard, . t- 1 1 . 11 .1 t-. fr. nuwever, .Mr. uejnoius, xouotu U young and exceedingly pretty girl, eame in at the gate. In a moment Reed's gaze was fixed on the girl. He marked the grace of her lissome form, the wavy masses of gold-brown hair the large blue eyes ana me iuu rosecua oi t mourn, reei he thougnt, had he seen such a sweet face. It caused his heart to beat rapidly and a Rente of longing to enter his soul "What is this:" demanded the Squire. You two men have been fighting in my stable yard. What yo you gamekeeper. "I weren't interfena' with him, Win 'e v.p all of a sudden a:f tol me to clear out. I said as ow it was your yard, sir, an' e said 'e didn't care about you, an' called you all sorts o' names, sir. Then 'e Bet on me an' used me shameful, sir. All the men was 'ere an" 'eard 'im; tney'll bear me out. 'So. cried Mr. Reynolds angrily. you turn my stable into a prize ring, and openly defy me, do you? What JJV. ,u o.t.v iui jumsni; A thousand words of remonstrance ,u u oul somenow ue could frame none into speech. Then he decided to say nothing, for the presence of the girl brought his pride up in arms and made him feel that he lTLeiZTUS hlmSelf,br aCCUSfend ILTJ? t0 d" iena hlmseir. So hp sforxt ttin ho v... v..., "oiiuii iuiusi into his pockets, his face flushed with the Indignity of his position, but the vestige of a smile hung around the corners of his mouth. "Speak, sir," shouted the 'Squire. "I have nothing to say," replied Reed. "This man has spoken, you have believed him. It would be no lbe U1 speaking, tneretore l prefer to keep silent." A smile of triumph spread over the urmsea ieatures or tne gamekeeper, but it suddenly faded as the girl began to speak. . ucie, sne cnea, u Keea wm not speak, I will. I was standing at the jruu ui uie orcnara, wnere you can look down Into the stable-yard, and saw all that happened. This man is not speaking the truth." She Indicated the gamekeeper as she spoke. In rapid tones She told Of the provocation Reed had received and the "JOk"1"" "u ueuavea.

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ran for you, uncle," she concluded. As she finished speaking, she turned aml gmiletl at Reed causing the blood tQ course madly through his veins and a new nght to burn in his eyes, so that she droped her gaze before his. fij understand perrectlv, Dorothv," Baid tQ(j Squire ..But wished "to hear the trutn from the mens u Rfeed he continued. "I am very pleased with you. As for you" ha turned to tne pale-face gamekeeper "you can look out for another billet. I have no room for liars and scamps in my service." "y011 must be careful, my man," Mr. Reynolds said nresentlv. when he and his niece were standing in the stable watchlr.;; Reed grooming. "You must be cartful with these country lads: they are apt to be jealous of Londoners. I would not be too friendly with them, or too much the reverse. A middle course is the best. -what was it we used to s,v at school?" he continued. "In medio-er-et me see, how does it go. Dorothy?" "i dcm't know, uncle," Dorothy Carton replied. "Latin is no friend of ininu. "In medio tutissimus ibis," suggestca eeu. "Eh! " gasped the squire. "What?" "Well, well, bless my soul," he muttered half to himself. "Coachman knows Latin; they hardly knew EngWhen 1 " b6y' WO,ld'S 7'?T"'y notwa.daj"8: the maQB 3 rer" fect anomaly." r,.4 ..vj i. Jitrt-u nusutu. .-in ttiuji ue rtfsi eiieu his hasty tongue. The old squire's words were hardly palatable, but the amused look of sympathy in Dorothy's eyes more than repaid him for the temporary rebuff. She Was more thn amiISfr? hmr. er, for it is not customary for coachmen to quote Latin, and, what is more to quote it correctly. But. as the squire said that nieht at dinner: "Anv. one can be a scholar In these days of free education and cheap text books." He appeared to overlook the fact that many years must have cone hv since Reed was at school. "I should say," went on the squire, that the man Is probably a small farmer's son who has had some schooling." But the incident was soon forgotten. Dorothy Carton was the niece of the Squire of Lutterworth. She was sn orphan and had lived with her uncle mce sne was utile more than a baby.

She speedily grew to like the new

coachman and to admire his quiet, c - manly bearing. Occasionally she wouM taik to him, but always found him gravely polite and never pregumptious. In addition, he appeared to be a singularly well informed man, and during Dorothy's daily drive in tne high dog-cart she would engage Wm in convergation on various topics. At last she actually became aware of the fact that she looked forward to these daily drives So a month slipped by. To Reed it massed as a delicious dream. T1, daily proximity of his beautiful young mistress was almost more than he could stand at times. He felt that he mst throw his arms around her and tell her that he loved her, and kiss that proud, sweet face that he was am.ost ai..ad to gaze at. U needed all his strength of will to keep back the mad temptation that often surged over nim. "mis gave gravity to his speech that was far from unbecoming. Despite the difference in their stations Dorothy Carton found hersalf growing to like and respect Reed. She nan v Knew now to explain ner reelings, but she felt that there was a man not like otner men. About this time Mr. Reynolds purchased a new mare for Dorothy's own use. The animal was a thoroughbred Arab of coal-black hue. and was at firSt diSPSed t0 be SkittiShThe consequence was that Reed received many orders from the Squire to v.. accompany nis mete ueu sue iirsi essayed to ride the Arab, a task which was very much to his taste, One morning Dorothy's Arab was cantering along beside Reed, who was riding a great chestnut-colored horse, -when ci-ilrlonlv ;i rnhhlt nnhod hlfnHlv across the road, knocking against the Arab's foreleg. In a moment she threw up her head with a frenzied neigh of fpar And hforp Reed had timp tn im. derstand what had happened she had belted madlv down the road. Immediatelv Reed galloped in chase, hut the torrifior! Arab with it liVht ririr riin-inciv hplnlesslv tn the cud. die. rapidly drew away. What was he to do? No matter how hard he pressed the chestnut, there was no chance of catching the Arab. Then suddenly an idea came to him. The road down which he was thundprin? tn his vain nnrsnit nrpntw cured away over the river and turned To think was to act, and with a

hoarse shout he turned the willing

nesmui mrougn an open gate ana galloped across a fieid. known as Forty Acre, at the other end of which he tould see the broad, swiftly-flowing river. Even in the heat of the hunt the river had never been jumped in Forty Acre, but it had to be jumped now. for to cross it and get out on the road again was the only way to sae Dorothy. Straight for the glittering water he rode, speaking softiy in the chestnuts ear as they drew near to the river. But the brave brute seemed to understand. and needed no encouragement. o they were at the river's edge and in a second were flying through mid-air. Two more minutes and they were ctt the road. Nor were they much too soon, for as Reed reined in the gallant chestnut there came the c'.atter of hoofs and the Arab came into sight, Reed gave a sigh of relief as he saw li J it'll! ..u.hlSh4; 'te&KilWKV-jWJ I V i, WW 39 Art PtflttC, AMft Uil'l 'Htl .tiff - ... - ILT f'C -Iff1 r iiTi i it. .1 "W L. . Til JTO 4. I ir tnai uorothy was still safe. He saw r her pale, anxious face and her eyes staring at him in wonder and then they suddenly lit up with a smile of confidence as she recognized him. Horse and rider stood still as if rarvpn in -stnn until within a few yards and then Reed iforotny was ppoke to the chestnut, and they began t0 gaiiop ahead of the Arab But stride by stride diminished the distance between them until Reed could hpar thp miirk ,,.,,. nf th afe " He furneas nead despite" the he WM , at and watcPhda tha . hDUr, vi( tne Arabs head Siowly reach his stirrup. pass by, and then Dorothy was next him. "Leave go!" he shouted, and digging his knees into the chestnut, he threw one arm around Dorothy and by an almost superhuman effort dragged her .rosS bere m' so that she lay treDV bIing as3111 his breast Even in the mad rush the contact of heT form and the clinging of her arms around him filled him with a wondrous Willingly, he would have gone galloping on and on "Whoa, lass!" he muttered, and presently the chestnut came to a standstm- Dorothy still lay In his arms, her blue eyes gazing up into his strong face and her breast against his. As he looked tenderly down at her all his love was written in his eyes, and she could not mistake it. a vivid flush of crimson snmid over hpr na!. fai anrt she closed her eyes. Presently she was standing trem-

bling by his side. She looked so frail

ami ureas iuai ue un ifm U4a hold or her. the diet not seem to regard it as strange that her hands should be tightly gripping his arm. for she stood for some time in this position till the weakness left her. Then she released herself suddenly as the memory of Reed's expression came back to her. "I don't know how to than., you." she said "It was so brave of you." fie hardly inew what to reply, but nv - .rmi.red something about going u

loo for the lost Arb. " 'Squire says you're to to go right "Oh: but you mustn't leave me." she 'n. Reed." said the footman, and In a cried, tal ing hold of his arm with her few moments the coachman found little gloved land. Cut ere he could himself in a large, brilliantly lighted reply it came to her that this man was drawing-room. At the table were her i.nc'.e s coachman, that he had held seated the "Squire, Dorothy and sevrer in his arms when there had bten eral guests. little need for it. and with a deeper "Ah!" cried Mr. Reynolds, jumping blush than ever, she relaxed her hold, to his feet. "Ladies r.nd gentlemen. "let us hurrv back home." she ex- allow me to present my coachman to clalniei you. It was he who so gallantly pa. Together they walked along the road d my niece from death this afterin si' :o?. HcMnd them trailed the noon." great I carte ! chestnut. A11 pe8 were at opco turnd ,? I)n -, t!.V S Nan was beating with a Reed, whose faw beccme red with raHif ! rariditv as she mentally re- the mingled feeling? that assailed viewed what lad taken place. With a him. Suddenly the -llenco was brokfcudrien little start she remembered how n by a masculine voice shaking with sefe and restful she had felt in Reed's laughter: arms. Oh: the coachman's arms: it "Jack, you scamp, so this is wher was intolerable, and a look of annoy- you've got to. i It?' ance crossed hVr face. Everyone turned and stared at. Neil They were crossing the river now. Winter, who was garln at the coachShe remembered how she had flown man. over it before, wondering vaguely if "What do you mean. Winter, ca.1-

she woifld ever see it again. In hr ov h lfPPrf Ritttni? mo. Unn'fc; rn t li irpat r'hewrniit WBlttnir for her. A?ain she felt his strong armaround her ana remembered how she had lain so peacefully in his embrace But suddenly a feeling of weakness came over her. brought on by tha intense excitement. She put her hand, up to her head, so that the train of her riding habit fell, and she tripped over it: but in a moment Reed had taken her in his arms. As if in a dream she felt him lay her tenderly on the grass. Presently he was bathing her temple, with soma water he had fetched. She felt him place his arms around her and lean her head against his shoulder as he knelt by her side. She could not n nva nr Anon y ay oi-Ma t Vl rtll frH Vl VT dimly conscious of all that was happening. "Poor little girl!" 6he heard him mutter tenderly, and somehow the words seemed to comfort her. Presently her strength came back. meet his anxious, loving gate, dui in a second this expression vanished, and "Are you better. Miss Carton?" he inquired gravely. Thank you, yes," she replied. "It was silly of me to faint." She hardly liked to mention that she had been dimly conscious all the while.

Once more they essayed the return nc' ' journey, but Dorothy was very weak, dropping a oourtasy aa she spoke, and swayed slightly as .he walked. "please uncle, he means me. "If you will allow me. Miss Carton," The naive confession set the dinthe coachman said, and then he placed ner table in a roar of laughter. In his arm in hers. which Mr. Reynolds Joined. But beReed knew that he was indeed 11t- fore the echoes had died away there in- now. Never before had there waa a flutter of skirt and Dorothy seemed so much joy in life. was seen to be hastening from. th She, in her turn, was wondering room, what this new. strange feeling that "After her, my man." cried the had come to her could be. It made 'Squire with a twinkle in his eyes, her cling closely to Reed, as though "You will take Miss Carton out In she could not bear to let him go. It the dogcart as usual In the morning.'' made her glad, and set the blood Away went the coachman, coursing madly through her veins. 1 1 Again she glanced up at him. and Werkiag the Minlstsr. this time their eyes met, and they "Don't Imagine ministers hare am gazed at each other, endeavoring to easy time." remarked the Brooklyn read the other's feelings. Then Reed preacher. "If X gare to evsry one apsuddenly stopped, and Dorothy trem- plying for alms. I would be bankrupt, bled violently as she saw the meaning Then there are agents who alwsys in his eyes. want a minister to purchase their "Little girl," he whispered. wares so that they may use his name And now she shyly looked up at when going to other bouses la the him with eyes lit up with love and neighborhood. Last week dapper fsl gladness. "Dorothy," he said In low low called with an oil painting. Be tones, "my darling." was a good talker, and. although I did He bent his head, and their lips not buy the picture, he did persuade met in a long rapturous kiss. Tresent- roe to give him one of my photographs, ly he held her from him. The next day several of my church "Child," he ttaid, somewhat sternly, people told me that he had visited "do you know what you are doing? Do tbem. showed them the photograph and you remember what you are doing? succeeded In making sales. A minisDo you remember who and what I ter's life may seem like a path of am y roses when viewed from the pew on a She smiled. "Yes I remember," she Sunday, but there are certainly thorns said softly. "You are my love." Then In It during the week.--w? Xek she hung her head, as though she had Pot. been too bold. . . , Pooh! What did she care for what Chippendale. x uuu , . . Chippendale not only made chalaft ihe world would say? one pictured f ti . he scandalmongers serving up this .'i"nVi7 latest tid-bit with their eager, mall- "

cious tongues. They say! What do they say! Let them say! she thought, unconsciously echoing uisraeu s iamous remark Now they wandered along, his arm around her waist drinking in all the joy of this new life that had come to thera But presently in the distance Reed discerned a party of men, and soon he recognized the Squire. "Coming to look for us," he said hastily to Dorothy. "Mind, not a word to your uncle. I will see him myself." "But. Jack, he's sure to say 'No. But you mustn't mind for I shall be 21 next month, and then no one can come between us, dear." "Anyway, I'll try him first." Reed said quickly, for they were very near v nortr n-iw "Yrni had ruQ on ,etJ Mr. Rua Eee that you are quite safe Dorothy did as she was bid, and h. th, reached the erouD she had jQSt finished her tale. "But man alive, how could YOU Ket across the rlTer; lt lg too deep to wade and the ford Is half a mile lower down? rrle the SnnlrA In airmzement inmr) it " rnti nA laconlcaly. "Eh?" gasped the Squire. "Jumped it? Well, well, bless my soul!" it was a close thing, but 'twas the only way," Reed said. "Well, my man. here's my hanu." XT- ranAm "You shall never be out of a Job while I am alive. Come and see me

tonight, and I'll see what I can do

juu. "Thank you." said Reed simply, DUt as ne looked away ho met Dorothy's gaze and saw cer sweet face wore a worried expression, as though the difference of their spheres was more obvious now than it had been when they were alone. However they returned to the hall. an during the even'ng a servant brought a message from the Squire to Re d telling him to go along to the house. d ine eqr"That's no coachman. was the raPly. That 8 Jack-er-81r John Belthron." "Eta?" gasped Mr Reynolds loeng amatement from oneto tha other. "That's my coachman. "You are both riibf said Sir John suddenly. I was going to tail you tonight. I did this for a wager. I fond of t bon,,'v they made a wager at tha club that I wouldn't go aa coachman somewhra for a month. I took It. and cam " - 1 1 JjJ he d2. my soul!" cried the 'sqalr.. " " , ... , ' ... regained hi. comsura. At oaK f: "l a good cauncmr, iui a better coachman. WalL well, this ,B topsy-torry world. Meanwhile Jack had glanced at Dorothy and saw her ayes lit up with love. Then he grew suddenly bold. "Ton said you'd do something tor me. Mr. Reynolds." ha addad. Wall, I had got this for your re- - - - . note, "but I'm afraid ur jonn Beiinron has got too many of them, and th"e is notMn that 1 can do 101 him." "Oh! bat there Is. ri4 Jack. "What do you mean" There came a sadden ringing laugh. and Dorothy ran to her uncle's aide. , t I M Ji ln jater jg. yf rtfr t9 8ijetoarda. It Is doubtful If he ever aa uauiv aaa ivu mve a aavuwuaj aaar made a tideboard. In his book there is no reference to sideboard, thourh tb.r, ... M-.rat iMrr- tabl. which ht, c4,la eboard tablee., Though th9 word 8jdel)0ard was used long be fore hi. day. It ts probable that the Wrly English sideboards were merelr tables. The S.mian Letter. The tetter T Is called the Samlan letter. It Is o called because lt Greek original wa. referred to by Pythagoras, the philosopher of Kamoa. to illustrate bow deviation from the straight path f virtue beeom constantly wider ss the lines are extended. The poet Pope refer to tbi Idea In the lines: When reason, doubtful, like the Samlaa lener. "55 two wy"- tt tt Housekeeper. His Bluff. Watchman discovering a burglar In the act of onenint? a hank eafei Hold on! What are yon do'ng there? Burgrlar Don't mak ncn a row. old man I want to see if my deposit I all right Nobody can truT hi. bankers ow adays. London Exprens. The safest way of not U-Ing very miserable 1 not to expert to be very happy - Frhopenhauer M concerns Tm. rma .eajwfoBr. tr. ta ZctoSt.tomtkm.kbSSi Vtomch tST ""