Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 9, Number 6, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 3 August 1878 — Page 2

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR

TKRRE HAUTE, AUGUST 8| 1878

THEANQEL FERR Y.

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Ob, when shall the boatman ferry me o'er To the friend* who Walt on lie farther shore Along a wild and toilsome way, I have Journeyed for many a weary day, Over the graves of early hope, And my misfortune's thorny slope, .4. Till my mortal ban has pawed its noon,

And my heart beats time to a ceaseless tune When (ball the boatman ferry me o'er To the friends who wait on the farther shore? Through the wrecks of many a fairy dream I come to the banks of the mystic stream I have waited so long for a tardy sail, can feel my strength begin to tail: And while Ifaintly call and pray.

My wind-swept locks are turning gray. But I know he is true, and will come ere quite My deep'nlng day shall tnm to night And I walk toe sands till he bear me o'er To the friends who wait on the farther shore.

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Be is fair and beautiful, I know.., fi. And his shining robe is white as tnow,

The banks of the crystallne rivers of God! O boatman haste from the Land of Beet, And pillow ray bead upon thy breast! Speed thy swift shallop and bear me o'er To the rlends who wait on the farther shore! jThe shadows deepen one by one# The sun Is set, the day Is done, And likeastar on my growing sight1 I can see at last the signal light, And swiftly toward the margin glides. can hear the rush of that spirit barque, And mellow splendors pierce the dark! Adieu, dim world 1 till I'm wafted o'er To the frlencs who wait on the farther shore.

The Bank Fofgdiy OB, t» Unrepentant to the Last.

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PORCHB8TER PROPOSES TO SELL BIS SON. Stephen followed his father with a beating heart, his mind full of dire ap prehension. Bat too well did he sur mlse the sad intelligence brought by the recent telegram the brash bad come to them at last, he believed.

Mr. Porchester led the way into a small back room, which was fitted up as a study. Placing himself before a large writing table, he bade bis son close tbo door.

Stephen obeyed in silence, for he felt too overcome to speak. 'The Antwerp house has collapsed/ Mr. Porchester said. 'Our worst lears are verified. We are ruined

Stephen answered not a word. Although be had anticipated this blow, be dla not fail to feel its stunning ef« fects. 'Did yoa bear me?' added his father, somewhat harshly.

'Yes, sir.' t. a. rauii 'And you havo nothing to say? Have you lost your speech?' 'It's a terrible blow to fall upon us, sir.' 'It will be my death blow, I fear,' answered Porchester. •I trust not, father—I trust not.' 'And your poor mother—sh® never will survive it. Yet we might be saved,' Mr. Porchester exclaimed. 'A large sum of money in our bands, at once, would avert our destruction.' 'A large sum of money, indeed! But where is such to come from?' 'From yourself, my son!' 'From me, sir!' exclaimed the astonished young man. 'You are surely mocking me.' *No, I am serious. This is no time to indulge in mockery of any kind, say again, the money that would support the walls of our bouse, you yourself may supply, if you are so Inclined!' •I am at a loss to understand the meaning of your speech, sir. Pray, explain.' 'Marry Miss Zotterland, and become a rich man at once!' the merchant bluntly answered. 'Marry Miss Zotterland!' repeated Stephen, with an expression of utter disgust. «Yes, her father will give her a quarter of a million dollars on her wedding day.' 'Oh, sir. you must be jesting with me,' exclaimed the young man. 'Surely you would not have me marry a black girl! I cannot believe you to be in earnest, air!' 'Indeed I never was more in earnest in all my lite. I know that Mr. Zotterland earnestly desires the match, and that——' 'Absurd, father, absurd!' Stephen answered, impetuously. 'The bare idea of making that vulgar little creature my wife fills me with absolute disgust. Why I could hardly tolerate her for the short time she was here what, then, should 1 do, were I to be bound to endure her presence forever?' 'Well, you irtust choose between two extremes—ruin, or the planter's daughter, and her quarter of a million of money. But, after all. I cannot see so much to object to itrthe lady in question. Her father will give her the dower of a prinfcess, and the house Of Porchester fc Son will be sated through her riches, and will flourish attain. Come, Stephen, what say you? You must decide quickly.* •I will give you my answer now, sir,' responded the young man, in firm aocents. 'I have no need to deliberate on that matter, for were I to live a hundred years my present resolution would remain the same. I would not wed Miss

Zotterland were I to be made an emperor?

Then we are undone! Your poor moth1 er—I dread to think of her and poverty,' be added, after a pause. 'She, who has always known plenty, will feel our rev«r*e of fortune very bitterly. Well,

Heaven has sent us an ungrateful son!' Mr. Porchester concluded, with a heavy *N.y not so, fktber, not so!' Stephen answered, evincing much emotion. •Prove yourself otherwise, then,' the merchant said, directly. 'Do as I desire and save us from the gulf yawning at our feet%' 1 most distinctly refuse to marry Miss Zotterland,' was the other's firm reply. 'I repeat it over and over again.' •You have not engaged yourself to marry any one else? The girl next door has not drawn you into any sort of entanglement? I believe that they—the father and daughter both—are a pair of ssbemers.' 'I am sure you wrong them both, father.'

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matnm until I bare lad some store conversation with you on the subject. Good night.' m. ^Good-night, sir.' M--*

And. with than* worda the hro men separated, and Heb vent his own way. Stephen repafiwd toj'hia chamber, and laid himself on hia Tbed—not to sleep, only to eye* tip

think. He could not close

While remembering bis mother, Stephen probably thought of another as gentle and as sweet mannered as herself, ''would his change of fortune cause the Cheaters to look eoldly on him?' be

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He believed that they would faithful to him through® very

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FRIEND INDEED.

'Yes, I know all, Stephen. Your fath er has told meof the-failure of the Antwerp house, and that his own must fall, too, unless ft large sum of money be immediately forthcoming, and 'My father, you say. is already gone to the city?' 'Yes be rose from his bed very early, sent for a cab, and started for the city. He did not rest onemoment the whole nij^ht through.'

id my father tell yon of the sacrifice he wished me to make?' •Yes, he did.' 'Well, mother?' 'Ob, Stephen, I felt "you could never consent to make it. But I bad not tbe courage to say as much to your father. Marry Bella Zotterland! Heaven help me, but I would much rather bury you at once than see such ah event come to pass!'

Stephen rose and folded his mother to his breast. 'Dearest,' he said, in tender tones, 'do not fear for us. We shall manage to aui mount our present difficulties without tbe assistance of Mr. Zotterland's gold. I have a thought in my brain—ask me no questions regarding it—and 1 will lose no time in acting upon it.' 'What are you going to do, my boy?' 'Nay, motber I told you not to ask me ly questions.' 'But will you not confide in me, Stephen?' 'By and by, I willpnot now.' 'Well, then, I will endeavor to be patient.'

That's my good mother. I am glad that you object to receive Bella Zotterland for a daughter-in-law. Be assured of this: unless can present you with a very different one from her, I will never present you with one at all.'

Soon after the above detailed conversation, as Stephen was descending the stepsln front of his home, he was met ana accosted bv Mr. Chester. 'Ab! off to business? You are somewhat earlier than usual this morning, I think,' the gentleman said, holding out bis hand to Stephen, 'I hope Mr. Porchester is better?' 'Oh, be is gone to the city already.' 'Then he must be all right again. I am very glad to hear it*-very glad, indeed* Your motber is also quite well, I hope?' Mr. Chester said, presently. 'Yes, she Is well In health, thank you, but sadly harassed in mindi this morning.' arassed in mind? I regret to hear that.' 'Indeed we are all of us harassed in mind,' Stephen answered, much confused. 'Pardon me, but has anything serious occurred?' 'Yes, something very Serious, indeed but would you mind walking on with me a little way, Mr, Cheater?' Stephen demanded, his embarrassment increasing. Stephen,' was the other's good natured ipfy. *I'm sure I'm much obliged to

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thb tareitliMt I ehiU nd dine in upon, and dine it. wlH oe as well

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lpon the ruin that had Just fallen upon the house, nor did he attempt to do so on the contrary, he viewed it boldly, and unflinchingly. Trouble was before him, but that trouble ha must not sailer to crush him. No, he must stand up a&ainst it, and bear it with his best fortitude. He could work but, while be could do so, he entertained no fear of want in an shape. What, sell himself to that odious man's still more odious daughter! Sell his liberty, bis self respect, and his honor for gold! .What would hi* gentle mother think of her eon were he to forget the virtuous lessons she had bestowed upon him from childhood? He would do justice to her teaching, and in all things act With full Integrity of purpose,' so as to win the ^approval of his own conscience and her •miles.

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KUUUi AU« UVf »SiW/ ouiuuiwi friends, who wonld forsake him at the approach of winter's first stormy breath tney were the Mends who would remain by hia side forever, however darkly bis stars might ahine over him.

CHAPTER Y. FINDS

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Mr. Chester,' the young .man faltered. 'I believe I did not inquire after Miss Chester I trust she Is well?' he added, in an unsteady voice. •Yes, she is quite well/ 'You will, I dare say, deem It strange that I should seek to trouble you with a recital of our misfortunes,'commenced Stephen. 'I have known you for such a short time, and moreover than that—in fact, I am taking a great liberty with you altogether, but 1 bee you to listen to me with patience,' he added, quite brokenly. •Be assured that I will do so,' the gentleman- feelingly responded. 'Not only with patience will I hearken to you, but with deep interest aa well,' •Thanks I shall never forget your kindness. Briefly, then, our house is crushed. We are ruined!'

Ruined?' echoed Mr. Chester, suddenly standing still, and leaning on his stick. 'Too true, I assure you. A house in Antwerp, in whose affairs we were deeply engaged—I need not say more—is broken up*, and, such is the nature of our arrangements, that we are answerable for every penny that house owes us,'

Was the house abroad a branch of your own?' 'Yes. unhappily, It was something of the kind,' confessed the young man. But the news of the crash arrived only last night, and it is not yet spread abroad.7 'That Is well. In tbe meantime, we must see what can be done.' 'We?'repeated Stephen. 'Ay are you too proud to accept of a friend's assistance?' •Nay, not I, dr. But how can you render us any aid •What sum of money would you require to keep you still afloat?' •I'm sure I ki one, I fear.'

tnow not, A very large

Mr. Chester seemed to hesitate. •Let us walk on again,' he presently said. And onoe more they journeyed onward over the frosty pavement. They proceeded In silence for some few momenta. Stephen could perceive that hia companion had something important to say, and tbe young man was anxiously waiting to hear him speak. He had not long to wait. 'Mr. Stephen,' he began, 'my dear daughter and I are one. After I have oonsulted with her on a certain matter. I abould like to see you at onoe. I will now retrace J&y steps, and at 7 o'clock

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And with those words, and before Stephen could offer a reply, the speaker was gone.

On Stephen's arrival in the city, be found his fsther seated at, hia offlc&djesk

had. Stephen Poroheater seen bis lather so thoroughly distressed and unman-

'ItiS, of no earthly ttse.'tfie foerehant cried, ifea the son took a chair hear bim. 'There is but one hope for us,' he added, thrusting from before him a whole heap of documents of different sorts,

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that hope now lies in you, Stephen. In one word, will you take Bella Zotterland, or will yowlet us all beoome beggars?' •Give me until to-morrow to decide,' was the answer. •Why until to-morrow? Can not you conclude the question at once?' 'No, sir, 1 cannot. But 1 ftehcy that I have found a friend who will produce the means by which we may be pet afloat again.' 'You have found a friend?' repeated Mr. Porchester, testily, fixing a suspicious look upon the other, 'Pray, who latter 'I beg you not to question mie respecting him. sir.' 'That is

of not consequence, since I

wish to know, and must know all about him. I do not like mystery of all kind, and will not have Utl' 'I have nothing more to say to yon, at present, sir.' finding that he could gain no further information from his son, Mr. Porchester subsided into a state of gloomy silence. which lasted throughout the remainder of the day.

At 6 o'clock Stephen managed to leave the office, unperceived by his father, and made his way to the house Of his friends where he was received by Mr. Chester alono. •We shall not dine for a quarter of an hour hence,' said the'gentleman. 'I will have time to say tQ you all have to say. But we will not remain here in the drawing room we will adjourn to tbe library/ he added, at once leading the way to that apartment, Stephen* full of speculation, mechanically following, him.

When both the men were seated, the elder of them went on. •I have consulted Caroline, as I said I would, Mr. Stephen, and she has left me free to act as I think proper. Of course there was not tbe slightest necessity for me to ask her permission as to what I ought to do, or ought not to do still, I like to have her opinion on most things. Mr. Stephen, the house of Porcheeter & Son shall not sink it shall be kept afloat and1 anchored safely. Now, say not a word Caroline and I :have arranged everything to perfection.' 'But, my dear Mr. Chester, allow me to Inquire-—' 'No—no—no!' interrupted the other •before your father and yourself leave home for business to-morrow morning you will understand everything.' •But pray pardon me, I •There, now, I reallyjdid not expect to find you so curious. You will not be informed further on this subject at pr ent you must wait patiently until the marrow.' 'Surely you will tell me what you have dons for us? You1 tell me that our house shall not fail, yet'refuse to say how it is to be saved!' •But I do not feel assured on that point,' answered Stephen. 'How so?' &sk4d the other, with a smile.

Well. Air. Chester, fancy you do not comprehend— •Indeed, I flatter myself that I do comprehend everything. I 'know: that a merchants' firm such as yours would not fall to the ground for a mere trifle. But Caroline must be in the drawing room by this time let us go and join her.'

And, with those words, the master oi the house linked his arm in that of his yOung companion, and led him out of

the apartment into the presence of CaroChester, who received Stephen with a smile and a vivid blush, both of which became her ml

Stephen felt ill at ease during the whole evening. In vain he strove to rally his spirits, ana to appear like his old self.

After all, he did not like the idea of taxing the generosity of. his klud neighbor to auy large extent. Besides, be believed that his father would scorn to accept a favor at the hands he so despised—that he would rather welcome ruin and beggary than do so.

When Stephen quitted the Chesters that evening, he was deeper than ever in love with Caroline, while toward her father he experienced a feeling of in creasing regard and reverence.

Stephen's hand trembled somewhat as he raised the knocker of bis home portal, and scarcely had bis foot crossed the threshold when bis father's voice, harsh ly sounding, hit his ear. 'Is that you, Stephen?' he called out from the dining room, the door of which was standing wide open. 'Come hither, I want to speak to you,' he called out, sternly.

Stephen did not like the tones, nevertheless he obeyed them without delay, and closed tbe room door behind him.

Where have you been spending the evening? I expected you to aine at home to-nlgbt I had not the slightest idea that you intended to absent yourself at such a time as tbe present, when a most important matter has to be settled between us namely, Whether our office doers are to be open or shut to-morrow morning.'

The young man made no reply. He was unwilling to tell his father that he had been dining with the Chester*, and yet be scorned to breathe a falsehood to him. 'Am I to have any answer from yon?' asked Mr. Porchester, very angrily.

Stephen moved uneasily from one foot to the other before he spoke. '1 am not a child, sir. I do not consider that you bave any right to question my actions thus,' was his somewhat indignant response. •Indeed!' sneered the other. 'You have been with those people next door,' he added, suddenly. •Yes, sir, I have,' Stephen honestly confessed. 'Against my positive commands?' 'Sir, I am not of an age to brook any sort or command over my actions,' the young man responded, stiffly.

Mr. Porchester bit his lips to suppress bis rage. He tried to speak once or twice, but could not command his voice sufficiently to utter more than indistinct sounds. •Good night, sir,' said Stephen/abtptly opening the room door. And, before his father could find his speech, the other had disappeared, and was eat of hearing.

CHAPTER VL

AN TNRSXNTCTBD WIXDFAIX. On tbe fallowing morning Stephen rose early. He wished to be down rtairs when the post arrived. He fslt

that the next few hoars would be nam-, bered among the mart important hours of his life consequently be was very anxious. man knocked, his,father together entered the breakgreeted him with but Mr. Porcheeter took no notice whatever of his son, and received his letters In gloomy silence.

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Among the many missives spread beMif the itoenbabt. Stephen notfed one whlch presented an outward appearance very, different from JUe rest. It was a large, square packet, secured with a huge patch of red sealing wax, which Aame patch of red sealing wax bore iome itnpretsibn, either a crest or motto from where he stood, Stephen could not discover which.

Mr. Porchester examined several totten before he even seemed to perceive the strsnge looking document. When his eyes fell npon it, he took it up, turned it ronnd and round in his fingers without attempting to break it open. He looked at the seal then he glanced from that to the four postage stamps In the- corner then st the superscription, which appeared to be in a feminine band. 'Humph! the 14th of February!' muttered the merchant. 'I suppose this packet is for you,' he added, addressing his son, and tossing it to him. 'Some woman's, tomfoolery, in the shape of a valentine', I reckon. I Wish people Would learn to address their communications as they ought to!'

Stephen, in his turn now examined the. packet. He suspected that it came from their next door neighbor. Presently he tore open the' cover and dieclosing several bank notes. Without bestowing another look at the contents of the parcel, he handed it back to his father. 'It is not intended for me, sir,' besaid, avoiding the other's eye. 'It is money, sir!' •Money, and for me?' 'Yes, bank notes, sir!" 'Bank notes!' repeated Stephen's fath er and mother together. •Pshaw! I'm not exactly a fool!' the merchant contemptuously cried. 'Here, Mary, pray amuse yourself With it!' he continued. And with that he pushed tbe mysterious packet, with all its contents, across the table to her.

The lady touched the pieces of isrisp paper with tender fingers, While her face expressed the utmost amazement. •They must be real—they are real!' she excitedly'exclaimed, 'Great heaven!' she added, after hurriedly .counting the notes. 'A hundred thousand pounds!' 'Ahundred thousand pounds!' cried: the merchant, thrusting the hair off his templee, and shaking from head to foot. 'I can't believe it is possible! There is some mistake!'

And here is some writing,' Mrs. Porchester added, showing a slip of pink papcir. 'May I read It!'

Her husband returned an assenting nod, at which,ehe read the following words: 'A hundred thousand pounds presented by a friend, who feels deeply interested in the safety of tbe firm of Porchester & Son!'

Pembroke opened wide bis eyes. 'A hundred thousand pounds!' he gasped out. 'There must be some mistake! Who sent it?' 'There is no name appended to tbe writing,' his wite answered. 'No name! A hundred thousand pounds!' her husband cried. 'I can't credit my senses I must be dreaming!' fit is all true enough, dear Pembroke,' Mary rejoined, rising and coming to his side. "See, and be convinced!' she continued, placing the bank notes and tbe writing all before him. •Yes, yes they're all genuine enough,' the merchant said, after be had closely examined one note, and then another and another. 'Who on earth sent me this large sum of money?? he went on, glancing first at: his son, who was standing a mule watcher or the scene, and next at his wife. 'Stephen, know you anything of this?' he asked, suspiciously.

Tbe young man colored deeply, and shook his head. 'What do you mean, sir,' demanded bis father. 'Have you not a tongue I ask you again, do you know anything of these?1 he added snatching up the notes and shaking them high in the air. •N—o, sir,' was tbe faltered reply.

Mr. Porchester fixed a penetrating gase upon bis-son for some few seconds. 'It could not have been the act of Zotterland,' he said", half to himself. •No, he knows nothing about my present difficulties. I gave him no hint that our house was likely to fall to pieces. It could not have been his act, I am certain.' 'It is a most astonishing incident,' the merchant's wife observed. *1 cannot understand it at all. I never met with anything half so mysterious. A hundred thousand pounds is no mean sum.' •It is just the sum that will save us all from ruin,' Mr. Porchester replied. 'Whosoever sent it must have had some idea of my trouble, and of what would help to lighten that trouble. I never was so puzzled in all my days boforoi'

And once more tbe father fixed bis gaze upon his son. •Yeu dined last evening with those people next door he suddenly added. •Yes, sir,'answered 8cephen, in confusion. •Did you, while with them, talk at all about our affairs?' *1—1 real 1 j- don't remember, sir,' tbe son rejoined, his confusion increasing. •You don't remember? You must remember, sir,' he sternly added. •I—I don't think, sir, that I should be likely to talk on the subject of our business affairs in tbe presence of a lady,' Stephen evasively returned. •Such, I feel sure, would not have been an interesting topic to Miss Chester, who hardly knews what the word business means. You do not understand what our new neighbors are like, father. Miss Chester is a gentlewoman in the true sense of the word* and her fsther is—' •That will do—that will do I do not wish to hear anything in their praise from your lips,' interrupted the merchant, angrily. *1 hate the people with such an intense hatred that if I thought thi« money came from them—though beggary stared me in the face the following moment—I would thrust it into that fire and watch it burn to aahea. I will not accept any act of friendship from them they are upstarts, come from nobody knows where, who want to make the acquaintance of those who an is a higher social position than themselves! understand than better th«i you do This Chester wants to catch a husband for hia daughter, and, nereeivioB that you am one who oan be Solly imposed upon, be baa selected you as his victim. Ab, you are silent,' pursued Mr. Porchester with a aturn, sneering laugh. *You feel that I have fathomed these nobodies, and you havs now nothing to say about them.'

Father, you area moat unjust man,' ben broke forth, rather warmly ust and cruel, both. You are fUll of udice against two persons who have never entertained ope ungentle thought

against yo« consequently, you are, as I ba#B already aaid, both unjust and cruel to tkpm.' •Stephen, say no more, formysskeP interposed hls tnother, laying her band upon the young man's arm. •Oh, pray let nlm slone I like to hear myself abused by my own son! Pray let him apeak hia own mind!' aaid the merchant, With bitter sarcasm. 'But I willnot touch one .penny of this anonymous gift I will not owe the preservation of Our house to this unknown friend. Here, Mary."—throwing the notes across the table toward his wife—"keep them until we discover who sent them, and can render them back again.' 'But, my dear Pembroke——' 'Not a word more. Put them away under lode and key, and let us think no more about them for the present.'

Mary regarded her husband with eyeB of esger inquiry. She did not dare to reply to him. She permitted the notes to lie before her undisturbed, unwilling to take charge of them. She could not form the faintest idea of whence they came, but she felt assured that the hand that Sent them was one belonging to a more than ordinary friend* A nundred thousand. pounds, come from whomsoever it might, was no trifling gift, and out of common gratitude it oUgnt to be made use of Mary argued within herself.

No one had spoken for several minutes, when suddenly Mrs. Porchester's feminine voice was heard. She addressed her husband, who was iitting with bi« elbows resting on the table, his face covered with his hsnds. Stephen still retained his Old position by the fireplace. •My dear' Pembroke,' commenced Mary, in healtating accents, 'may I be allowed to offer you a little advice?' 'Advice!—from you? What about? he asked, looking up, and speaking to her in his most abrupt tones. 'Pray do not be angry with me,' she pleaded^'

want you to make use of

this money. It is yours—honestly yours and it is intended to' benefit you. Do— do reflect calmly, and ao£ with that same excellent judgment which I have always so admired and appreciated in you.'

The merchant leaned back inhis chair, and seemed, to meditate and encouraged by her son's approving nods, Mary pursued her theme. •You would shudder—I am sure you would—to see yo"ur honorable name appended to a list of bankrupts in tbe •Times your handsome home rendered a waste, and meager scant around us. We

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have been'too long accustomed to com-, fort and Iuxutfto be able to endure the ills which poverty would bring to our hearth. You have servants to obey your beok now you have carriages and horses a well covered tablet and plenty all round you think what it would be to lose all those, and'to have to do without them for the rest of your days! Men brought down from opulence to penury are ever objects of pity in the world.'

Pembroke made no reply. He only moved uneasily in his chair, and drew his breath in a labored manner. •I'm not thinking of myself, Pembroke,' pursued she 'and, believe me, no selfish motive urges me to advise you as I do.'

And once again she paused, in hopes of receiving an answer. But none came. Pembroke Porchester owned a most stubborn spirit, and hated to follow tbe counsel of anyone. He shrank at the bare thought of losing his present position in the world. It was stiff-necked obstinacy, all for, notwithstanding what he bad just said, Pembroke's fingers were itching to obtain once more possession of those bank notes.

Reading his thoughts and wishes, his Wife at once placed them before him then, before he could sdy a word she sat down in her usual place at the table, and began to pour out tbe coffee into the cupe in front of her. ,.

Stephen had obeyed a meaning look secretly given bim by bis mother, and had fallen into his accustomed seat near her, and the morning meal was commenced. More than once Mrs. Porchester endeavored to draw her husband out into the conversation but he only answered her in monosyllables and when her words compelled him to reply.

At length the merchant rose to leave the boose. He had already picked up and pocketed the parcel of bank notes. At tills moment Stephen announced that he had a violent headache, and wished to remain at home for a few hours. •You appeared to be well enough half an hour ago,' his father observed, in a somewhat unkind manner. 'The attack is sudden—is it not?'

Stephen replied that the pain had come en suddenly. 'And may as suddenly depart,'returned the merchant. •It may do so I cannot say.' 'Of course you cannot. It is Convenient sometimes to have these besdaches.' And with those words be dashed out of tbe spartment, and next out of tbe bouse itself, without deigning to say a single word more to anyone.

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of re closed upon his" father. 'Have you really a bad headache, my boy?' his mother inquired, with anxious solicitude. 'I have what is far worse, dear mother I have the heartache,' he answered, with a heavy sigh. •The heartache, Stephen?' *Aj, mother!' •I dont comprehend you, ray son.' 'Probably not but don't heed me, mother.'

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Porchester regarded her son foir

soma moments before she again spoke to him. 'Stephen,' she began, 'Stephen, dear, eometblng is disturbing your mind.' •You are right,' he answered frankly.

Thanks I am pleased to find I have not lost vour confidence.' He remained silent, and the motber took his band. •Stephen,'she continued, 'you know whence those bank notes came?' •I suspect who wnt them. Yet tbe sum is such a large one that I cannot tiring myself to credit that it came from 'From bim!' Of whom do you speak, Stephen?* •Of our next door neighbor.' •Mr. Chester?' •Mr. Chester.' 'Why, be Is a stranger to us! He would never be likely to send us a hundred thousand pounds.' 'I cannot make it out. mother. This Mr. Chester evidently takes a more than ooromon interest in us and our affairs. He is enormously rich—be told me as much, not in a boasting manner and I have an Impression that he is our Mend that to hia generous hand we owe the means of preserving ourselves from utter ruin.' 'I can not believe it, Stephen,' Mrs. PorchesterKjolned, with agrave«bake of bar bead. •Oh, it is beyond belief! •Mother, I am right in my suppoat tion,' tbe son said *1 bave my own good reaaona for feeling right in it.' 'Is it possible, Stephen?' •It is true, dears*.' •Ob, let not your father know any-

thing of this let him not even suspect who has been our friend •Leave all to me, and fear not for my prudence.' •Your headache seems better Stephen/ his mother significantly observed. 'Ana tbe heartache is not so bad as it was, is it?' 'Well, dearest, I was wholly miserable until I had made you my confidant.' •And you feigned illness in order to remain at home and Have a confidential talk with me?' "•Precisely and lb Order, also, that I might have an opportunity of seeking Mr. Chester^ with whom I must have an immediateinterview.' 'No more fear of the subject of a marriage with Bella Zotterland being again mentioned, I trust 'Ah, mothei-jvou have never had a good look at Caroline Chester—she's perfectly angelfe!? Stephen exclaimed, rising. •An, my son!—take care—take care!' 'Too late, mother—your warning cornea too late. I am more than ever in love with Caroline Chester.' [TO BK CONTINUED

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