Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 37, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 10 March 1883 — Page 2

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PFOPLE.

TERRE HAUTE, MARCH 10,1883

"WE ONLY!"

Come, wife, dear woman, and sit by me, For the toilsome day is done, And many thoughts in my heart are born

With the setting of thesnn. Ay. give me your band, my patient love, That my own may clasp It tight Not dearer it was in the year* agone,

Dear wife, than it is to-night.

Old and wrinkled it may be, dear, But look you, wife, at the shine Of the ring that has clung to your flngure there 81nce the day that I made you mine. Twas a long, long march from our youth to age,

But lime, be he ne'er so gray, Can never tarnish the lustre, dear.

Of the pledge of our wedding day.

E'en so the truth of a faithful love, Born far in the auld lang syne. In our steadfast hearts, through woc«

You are thinking, dear, I know, How strange It is that as shadows fall We only are left beflow—

We only, to

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at the old hearthstone

In the twilight, dear, of life, While our children wait at the gates above: When shall we meet them, wife Nay, dry those tears, and be glad with me

That the day is almost done, And father, mother, and children all May meet—with the set of the sun. —[Harpers' Weekly.

Mrs. H. F. Griffin, in Boston Home Journal.

In His Own Coin.

"There's the bouse, sir that's the Widder Briggses." "Ah, so that is the house, is it? What pretty place.

And Hei

erbert Stanley thew away his

cigar as they approached the cottage designated by the loquacious stage driver.

He had enjoyed the ride immensely from the station. Being the only passenger on the outside of the coach the driver had entertained him with bits of information regarding the nearest trout brooks, the summer sojourners, and lastly the climate. "Merwerton was a nice place in summer alius a breeze blowin' in Merwei ton.,K

In a few moments they arrive at the door of the pretty cottage, on which the man's eyes dwell approvingly. nstead of the glaring white paint and

anda ran around the front and sides of the bouse, with long, low windows opening on to it.

Mrs. Briggs. a motherly-looking woman with a kind, pleasant face, appears in the doorway to welcome her new boarder. .. "Mr. Stanley, I suppose?" said the widow, giving nim a band in welcome. "Yes, and I have the pleasure of addressing Mrs. Briggs, I presume," says Ntanley, raising bis hat and smiling. "Walk rightTn to the parlor, plea.se, and I'll show you your room in a minute. Mr. Lewis," turning to the driver, "jest wait a minute or two and I'll call Abram to help you with that trunk."

Just then, however, Abram appears on the scene, having beard the stage's approach, and knowing he would be needed.

Mr. Stanley is now shown to bis room, with which he is at once delighted, commanding as it does such a lovely country view from one window, and of a charming lake from the other. "Am glad yon like it, I'm sure," said the widow, briskly. "My niece thought at first sheM take this room this summer, and then she thought she'd feel more at home in the one she always has, across the kail." "Have you many boarders at present?" inquired Stanley, who had concluded from the extreme quiet that she bad not. "No, not yet. It's early, you know, and then I never have but a few. There's no one here now, but my niece from the city, and a deaf old gentleman. I was expectin' a ladv to-aay with her three children, but a letter came yesterday, saying that one was suddenlj* taken sick, so I don't know when they'll be here. So I guess you'll find it quiet enough, aud I believe that's what you wanted," smiles from the widow. "But excuse me for talk in' so much. Tea will lie ready at six."

And with a bow she bustled away. "H'm, heres a pretty go," sitting astride a chair man-fashion, and leaning his arms on the back, as hq gazes at the landscape before him. "A pretty go a vouug ladv—probably she's young, though come to think of it, she didn't say. She may be a lean spinster, which heaven forbid!—and a deaf old man. Well, don't know as I atn obliged to make love to the young lady, or try to converse with the old gent. But, ah, this is perfect and he pushed np higher the window, and breatued in the sweet, hav-scented air. He could see Abram moving about in the barn, and presently be came toward the bouse with two foaming pails of milk.

Just then there is a rustling in the hall, and he hears alight running down stairs, and a clear voice calling: "Aunty Briggs, where are you? Has the stage come? And are there any letiers?"

Then a door opens and closes, and he bears no more. "Aunty Briggs" is found down stairs, busily making preparations for supper. She parses the very charming apparition iu white, who appears with two letters, and says: "Why, Rue,how pretty you do look, to be sure. Von was asleep when the stage came, wasnt you, and didn't the new boirder "Yes, I had a delightful nap. And so he has come? Well, what is he like, this Mr. by the way, what is bis name? I don't know as you have told me." "Mr. Stanley, my dear, and a very nice appearing young man." "Stanlevi" sava Roe, quickly. "From where, and what is bis first name?" "From the citv, from New York, my dear. Why, do* yon think you know him? IM me see, yes, here's bis letter with bis name, Herbert N. Stanley,"

Rue dropped into a cba«r. "How strange that be should come here! Know bitn, aunty? No, bat of

good di barm,

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And dropping a kiss on the widow's cheek, she stepped out on to the veranda to read her letters.

She had just finished them when the tea bell rang. She waited until she heard her aunt enter the dining room, with whom she knew was the late arrival, then rising slowly she stepped through the window into the room. Before she had seated herself at the table, Mrs Briggs had introduced them. "Mr. Stanley, this is my niece, Mis' Franklin."

Bows were exchanged, and the gentleman's eyes expressed open and rather surprised admiration, as they rested on the altogether charming face and figure of "my niece."

Rue noticed that the new comer was tall, rather dark, and was, in fact, what one would call a "fine-looking fellow."

Stanley soon found that the deaf old gentleman, who shortly appears, will not be a source of discomfort, for not a

duty

weal and

Never has ceased to shine. There are tears in your eyes, my wife, tonight

food. As the young man now steals a glance at bis vis-a-vis, be is rather glad on the whole that fate has brought him here Here is the quiet that he came in search of, and a pretty young lady to relieve the monotony.

Conversation is general during the meal (excepting, of course, the ola gentleman, who makes upineating what he lacks in hearing), but as they are leaving the table Mr. Stanley addresses Rue with: "I am delighted with the country around here I presume, though, it is quite an old friend of yours, Mis? Franklin?"

As he uttered ber name, she half started, and a queer little look came into her eyes then she answered, composedly enough:

Yes, I generally spend a few weeks of my summer here." And after a short conversation on the beauties of the scenery, etc., she goes to her room.

She come down presently with alight shawl thrown over her shoulders, and going out of aside door, walked leisurely down the garden path. Mrs. Briggs espied her from the kitchen window, aud said to Jane, her maid of all work: "There goes Rue, as usual, up to the hill to see the sunset. Sech a girl for sunsets I never see!"

Yes,. Rue was watching the glorious many colored clouds from ber favorite place on the hill top. As the red ball at which she was gazing sank lower and lower in the western sky, her thoughts seemed to be wandering from the magnificent sight before her. After a while she arose with a determined air and walked quickly back to the house. A shy smile was playing arouud her mouth, and as she hastened up the path leading to the door she nodded her head emphatically, and murmured uun "Yes, I will do it."

On entering, she found ber aunt in the kitchen, giving parting injunctions to Jane regarding breakfast. "Aunty,"said Rue, "I want to see you for a little while in the parlor. Oh, where is Mr. Stanley?" "He has been on the piazza smokin', but I just saw him go down the road, for a walk, probably." "That fortunate. Now come with me, that's a good aunty, and let nte tell vou of an idea I have."

Smiling, Mrs. Briggs follows her eager niece into the parlor, and seating herself in a comfortable rocker, inquires: "Well, Rue, what is it "It is this. Did yon notice that when Mr. Staaiey spoke to me to-night, it was iViu Franklin "LOT—no, my dear, did he Well, what of it "Well, auntie, it made an idea enter my head of a little plan, which 1 shall need your help in carrying out. It is that 1 don't want him enlightened regarding bis mistake. In fact, I wish him to still think me Miss Franklin." "But why, my dear?" asks Mrs. Briggs, somewhat disturbed. "Listen, and I will tell yon. From what I know of him, I imagine he would need only a very little eno*uragement from me to enter into quite a little flirtation and not to speak conceitedly at all, I think I am quite able to sustain my if all goes well, 1 shall

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I hope," says the widow. TOW!

"I am sore Mr. Towne, who recommended him. said he was a very nice

young man." "Oh, no, no barm, er lady, rather sharply hi a great 'lady killer, a flirt—tint most of beln

laughs the young"'Only that be

lgs, a male flirt and a

dewpkabto ol more now, aunty.' 111 tell yon about It some other time, and not prejudice you acaiust your new boarder so soon after ilia arrival."

year ago I believe hated him. But no

lady

What

would Arthur say And what has he ever done to you Thoroughly excited is the good soul now. "What has he ever done to me—nothing but to dear little Mabel, everything! Aunt Mary, he nearly broke that cbildYs heart last summer." ••Your sister Mabel How? Why, do explain, my dear. Are you sure he is the same one?" "Yes. for

have seen his photograph.

This is how it was. You know last summer Aunt Lll invited Matel to the seashore with her. Aunt Lll, as you know, is sort of an invalid, and she thought Mab's company would make it more cheerful for her Mab was such a bright little thing, you know then, too, she knew Mabel "would enjoy it. So they went to Newport. As they left the steamer, and entered the carriage from the hotel, awaiting them, a gentleman also steps in, evidently en route for the same hotel. He was quite polite to Aunt Lil. assisting her with her shawls, etc. and that evening, after their arrival, he obtained an introduction to them. Well, you know how quickly people become acquainted at such places, meeting so often necessarily so it was not long before the gentleman (whom I suppose you know was Mr. Stanley) was on the best terms with Aunt Lil, and a frequent escort of Mab's. He invited her to walk, to ride, and in fact soon became her very shadow. Aunt Lil sort of laughed at it, teasing Mab on her conquest but further than that did not give it a thought. This she confessed to me afterwards regretfully. Well, things went on in this way for over two weeks. Mr, Stanley had only run down for a few days, but found it so pleasant, it was hard to tear himself away and this to poor Mab, looking into ber eyes all the while. To Mab, but eighteen, and so little used to society, this meant everything. With his attentions, his persistent seeking her society, how could she think otherwise than that he meant all he looked One afternoon they were sitting on the verandah together, rather apart from the others, when there drove up a number of new arrivals. Two young men who were among them were about enter the hotel, when one of them espied Mr, Stanley, and called: "'Hello, Bert, bow's this? Thought £ou were at Saratoga with Miss Dun-

Bert's face flash** and be an­

swers crossly, 'You see yon wen mistaken.' And with a decidedly cool greeting to his friend*, be excuses himself to Mab, and enters the house.* "Mabel saw his friends exchange glances and bears one say In a low tone. 'Up to bis old tricks again, I fancy.* Mab sits still, wondering what it all means who Is Miss Dunbar aad what did be mean by up to bis old tricks She hadnl long to wonder, for in a few moments Mr. Stanley appears with an open letter in band, ana going directly up to Mabel, be says:

TEKRE HAUTE SATTJRDAY'-EV^NING MAIL.

'Miss Reynolds,I am very sorry, but I shall have to bid you good-bye. 1 have a letter here that calls me immediately back to the.city.' "•Butyon will return?' asks Mabel, faintly. *No, probably npt in fact I am quite certain, aa I join friends next week at Saratoga. I nave a letter also from—a

there who reminds me rSthr forcibly, that I war to have joined her there some days ago.' «»«A—a lady?' poor Mabei cannot help inquiring. "He is standing and not looking at her as he answers: 'Yes, Miss Dunbar, to—to whom I am engaged. I don't know as I told you.—Ah,' looking at his watch, 'I have just enough time to throw my belongings into my trunk before the carriage goes so good-bye, good-bye, Please give my adieux to your aunt/ "Poor child! poor child! what did she do?" asks interested Mrs. Briggs. "She sat there perfectly stunned, actually uuable to move, until ebe heard the carriage coming, and knowing that all eyes would be upon her when he left, she dragged herself upstairs. Once in her own room, she locked the door, and throwing herself on the bed, sobbed as though her heart would break. When Auntie came to her room later, poor Mabel said she had a headache but she had to let Aunt Lil in, and of course she saw that Mab had been crying. It hurt the poor child's pride, but she told Aunt Lil part of the stoiy, and Aunty guessed the rest.—Mab tola me all this you see, afterwards. Of course, as soon as they got home, we all saw the change in her, and for along time she was so quiet and dull, so awfully unlike her old self, that we were really worried and anxious about her but she is much bettef now, and before I came away was more like her dear bright self of a year ago." "Well, well, who would ha' thought it But, dear, do you think he knew she was beginning tomjre for him "That is just it, be should hate known the difference between the society girls he was in the habit of flirting with, who took all of his looks and attention for what they were worth, and Mabel. I do not suppose he fully realized how far it had gone until those friends arrived that day, and the letter came from his lady love.—He had been drifting along unthinkinglv, and that is what I blame him for." "Ob, no their engagement was broken that autumn. She was quite an heiress, and from what I have heard,I should judge there wasn't much love on' either side. Why it was broken I don't really know but I suspect she had heard of his propensity for flirting, and she was not the kind of woman to allow any such weakness in her lover. But, ah, there he comes," as a dim figure with a cigar light was seen approaching. "Good night now, auntv I don't want to meet him to-night. Remember to be careful about my little secret, and 111 do the rest."

And with a hasty kiss she went to ber room. Next morning she entered the dining room a little late, but with such a very cordial "Good morning" to Mr. Stanley, good Mrs. Briggs was much puzzled, as she herself found it rather hard to show no difference in her manner toward bint, after last night's disclosures. After breakfwst Rue ties on fftnost becoming garden hat, and taking a small basket and scissors, is leaving the room, when Stanley inquires: "Are you going out for some flowers, Miss Franklin Can't I go w.th you, and help you cut them, or .bold your basket?" "Certainly, if jiou choose,™ she answers gayly. "This basket is so heavy," laughing."

So they go out together, and presently Mrs. Briggs hears them talaing and laughing, "like old friends," she thinks. The good soul was rather troubled hi mind she could not clearly understand her niece's plan, "but after.all," she comforted herself with, "Rue is a j?ood

n't

sensible girl, and I guess she wou do anything wrong." So she went tentedly about her morning duties, glancing now and then out at the two young people in the garden.

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So she went con-

They came in presently, and Rue came into the kitchen for some fresh water for her flowers. How pretty she did look, thought Aunt Mary, with her fresh

'oung color and ber bright eyes, with a spark of excitement in them—for so far her plan was working admirably As she returns to the parlor she is joined by Stanely, who insists that as be helped

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ick the flowers be might be a? lowed to arrange them. Rue shakes her head in refusal. "You have no idea what an art it is," she laughs "but you can look on if you like, and then perhaps if you watch me very closely,"—she is all the time carefuliy selecting and putting around the edge of a shallow glass dish bits of flue green leaves and grasses—"you may some day he able to help a littie." "Some day! Ah, then can I watch you every morning, so as to learn as quickly as possible?" asked this would be student. "Perhaps," answers Rue. And so the morning passes, aud they are rapidly "getting acquainted."

But Rue is shrewd, and after dinner, instead of going out on the veranda, as his «yes very pit CU868 herself, as she has letters to write before ber afternoon nap.

It is quite late in the afternoon when a dainty figure, with hat and parasol, merges from her room, and goes lightly down stairs seemingly she Is going for a walk, but in reality to meet tbe stage. She knows that Stanley is in his room, so she won't be in danger of meeting him as she goes out. She has gone but a short distance when tbe stage appears. Mr. Lewis always brings their mail, so upon seeing her be steps and calls: "Here Mis' Franklin, I've got a letter fur you, and a paper fur that chap that come yesterday." "Thanks." said Rue, catching them "Oh, Mr. Lewis, I want to ask you if you will please deliver all of niy letters io me personally or to Mrs. Briggs, hereafter "Certingly, if you say so," be answers, obligingly and cracking his whip over his horses tbe stage rumbles on.

On ber return to tbe house she sees Stanley on the front veranda, who inquires if she has been for a walk. "A short one," she replies," and I met the stage on the way," and she hands him his paper. "Thanks thing better tbe broken envelope "Yes a letter from home, with a mes-

u, I judge, bad somea paper," glancing at pe in ber band.

sage for aunty, whom I must find."

aunty, passu)] of tbe vi

length'

ng him she walked tbe the veranda to the back of tbe

house. Tbe next morning, while at breaksast, Rue sees Abram, moving in a businesslike manner about tbe barn. "Is Abram going anywhere?" she inquires. "Yes," answers tbe widow, "he's going In tbe little village on an errand. "Can't I go in for von?" asks Rue. It*s a lovely morning for a drive." "Certainly, if you would Ske to, my dear and Id be pleased to have you, too, as I have a number of chores for Abram to do."

So Rue calls out to the barn, to have the pony harnessed into her little phateton, ana goes to prepare for her drive.

She shortly appears on the veranda, where Stanley, tilted back in a chair, is lazily looking over yesterday's paper. As Abram thrives up he looks rather, wistfully at the little turnout and says: "I'm sorry you haven't a footman's seat on your little carriage, so I could offer up services." "If I thought you wouldn't criticise my driving, I would offer you this seat beside me, she says, laughing. "Oh, thanks I was only waiting for an invitation. I wont criticise, for I know you drive beautifully."

He seats himself by her side, and with a bow and a good-bye to Aunty Briggs they are off.

The morning is a perfect one there is a light breeze blowing, and as they bowl along Rue feels a sudden twinge of conscience and asks herself if she is doing right and then, as a thought of Mab came to her she silenced her scruples, determining to carry out what she baa begun. While this was passing through her mind, Stanley had been watching her, enjoying the brief silence thinking how charming she was, and what a lucky dog he was to have drifted to this particular place, where he had feared the quiet prescribed would savor strongly of ennui,

Just then they see an old-fashioned chaise approaching, and Rue trembles as she sees it contains old Aunt Nancy, as she is called by everyone one of the greatest gossips for miles around. She is one of the few people in tbe village that Rue is acquainted with, and she knows that if she stops—as will be expected of her—she will be plied with questions regarding them all at home, separately and individually, and then, gcod-bve to her nicely working scheme.

Sure'enough, Aunt Nancy pulls up her mare abruptly, fixing her eyes on Stanley, Rue, really obliged to make some pretense at stopping, draws in her pony, allowing him to walk slowly however. "Good mornin'," begins Aunt Nancy. "How de do Goin' fur?'' all the time looking curiously at Rue's companion. "Good morning," returns Rue. "Only to a village on an errand, and as I am in a hurry, I shall have to drive on good morning."

And Rue pulls the reins, and they continue their way to the villiage. Stanley, to whom her impatience has been quite evident, says, laughingly "You weren't inclined to come to a full stop there, only sort of a semi-colon." "No," returns Rue, with asmile "she is one of tbe greatest talkers, as you may have conjectured from her looks, and would have enjoyed staying there half the morning but I had no idea of doing it besides, 1 could see she was dying to knovr who you were, and I do enjoy defeating such as she."

They do the errand, and then start for borne. Now," says Rue, lightly touching the pony with the whip, "we must hurry back."

Ob no," says Stanley, laying a detaining band on hers with tbe reins. "Need wf. hurry "You Know what I told Aunt Nancy," answers the girl mischievously.

I know," says Stanley, laughing "but I don't believe Mrs. Briggs is in any great hurry for this," toucking with his foot a package at the bottom of tbe carriage "and then you see, I don't know wben you'll take mets ride again," dolefully.

So she allows the pony to tell into an easy trot but even then they reach home alltdo so««, so'thinksthe young mian.

In the afternoon Rue is about to sp up stairs for her customary nap, wben Stanley interposes with: "Oh, now, Miss Franklin, don't sleep this lovely day away. I was just thinking"—with a glance at tbe lake—"how enjoj able a row would be don't you agree with me?"

Rue hesitates a moment, and then agrees it would be pleasant so they spend the afternoon on the pretty lake.

So pass the days, in rowing, driving and moonlight strolls, until the time is approaching for Stanley's return home, and for the arrival of Mrs. Briggs' expected guests. It is now Thursday. The city people are to arrive to-morrow, and Saturday Stanley is to bid good-bye to Merwerton.

They start to-night, after tea, as has been their custom, to view the sunset from the bill. As they slowly walk along Rue is suddenly conscious of th$ unusual quietness of her companion, and looking up quickly, finds his eyes bent on her with a look in them she had never seen before,

She feels what is coming, and ber first thought is of escape: they cannot go to see the sunset now, out must keep nearer home, so dropping into a friendly seat she faltered: "it was so warm, and febe was rather tired had they better not turn back?" "Not yet, not yet!" exclaims Stanley: "I may not have another chance to speak to you after those people came to-mor-row, and—O, Miss Franklin—Rue—you must know what I want to say to you Darling* I 1—" "OA, RTOP and before ho can detain ber she has quickly risen, and fled toward tbe house.

She locks herself in her room, and running to the mantel she takes up a picture and covers it with kisses. "Ob, you dear, darling Arthur, how glad I am you're coming to-morrow. How dare he say such things to me, when I am your very own? But, oh dear, oh dear! haven't I been trying to make him like me? only I didn't think he'd go so far, and be so in earnest. I thought he was too shallow for that. Oh I probably that you did but I'm glad to-morrow ends it all."

And so, half crying, half laughing, runs on this most inconsistent of women. .Down the garden path stands a soli tary figure. Surprised, hurt, angry is be with Rue. What can sbe mean by acting so? He will see ber, yes be will see ber now, and have it explained, and vexedly biting his lips be hurries after her.

No Rue to be seen, of course well, he'll send for ber, for see here be mart, to-night so tearing a leaf from his note book be wrote: "Do come down for a moment. I must see you."

And rightly conjecturing that sbe Is in ber room, be sends it up by Jane. He hears ber door open, and then Jane returns with tbe message that "sbe really cannot come down again to night." He says nothing, being considerably cooled by this time, and smiles to himself for bis rage. Why should he be so angry with ber for running away, be thinks, as be paces tbe veranda. "Perhaps It was rat ber sudden and unex pected to ber, after all. Well, by Jove! so It was to roe, as for that matter. It's something new for me, going so far but I'm in earnest this tune, and no mistake."

And lighting a cigar he continued his walk, until be beard good Mrs. Briggs fastening windows and doom for toe night.

Rue did not appear at breakfast this

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is an unlooked-for disappointment. He will surely see her at dinner but no, ehe still kept ber room. Mrs. Briggs said her niece was not feeling very well, and thought if if she kept quiet during the, dsy sbe would feel better towards night.

He wonders if she is really ill, or is trying to avoid him. Well, all he could do was to wait her pleasure so he passed the time as best he could, reading, smoking, and in a solitary row on the lake.

He came back to tbe house just as the stage was heard rumbling over tbe bridge down the road. As he neared the piazza he saw Rue standing in the doorway with her arm around Mrs. Briggs, evidently watching for tbe stage. He was so pleased to see her again, he foigot everything, and offered nis band with the hope that she was feeling better. She rather avoided his eyes, and then as the coach was coming nearer, they all directed" their attention toward it. On the outside was a fine-looking gentleman, whom Stanley inwardly hoped was not one of tbe expected but yes, as they come nearer he smiles and waves bis hat to them. Stanley looks toward Rue. Yes, sbe knows him but what a bappy light the girl has in her ej*es. What does it mean? In a moment more they drive up to the door. Rue runs out to meet them tbe gentleman jumps down from his elevated seat, and— heavens! what means this! for she has thrown her arms around his neck, and the stranger is actually kissing her. Just then a feminine voice calls from tbe coach window: "There, Rue, won't that do for Arthur? I do believe you have forgotten all about me and the children." "Oh, Susie." laughs Rue, running to her and kissing her warmly, "1 did nearly forget you."

Ana she takes out the chlildren, two lovely little girls, and turns to goin. Stanley was still standing an interested spectator, and as they passed him (the gentleman called Arthur is having some little conversation with the driver), Rue introduced the lady as "My sister, Mrs. Bradbury, and my two little nieces." There were also two other arrivals, strangers,whom Mrs. Briggs now shows into the narlor with Mrs. Bradbury. Rue then turned back, and meeting the gentleman whom sbe had welcomed so warmly, she passes her band through his arm, and turning to Stanley, says "Mr. Stanley, let me introduce my husband, Mr. Franklin."

And without looking to see tbe effect of her wo-ds, she dropped her husband's arm and stepped through the window into the parlor.

Mr. Frankliu pleasantly put out his hand, and Stanley, like one in a dream, took it. The surprise, the shock was so great, he was. for the first time in his life, at a loss for words. The other gentleman made a few remarks on the "uncommonly fine weather they were having." etc., then joined tbe others in the parlor.

For an instant Stanley sat down to recover himself, and then went to his room. He looked out of the window, and wondered how he ever thought the scene before him beautiful then be began throwing things into his trunk, when it occurred to nim that there was no train until morning. Well, he can't stay in the house, that's certain so barigipg the ftp of his trunk, he snatches up his hat and goes down stairs and out of the house. Ugh how stifled the air is. As he passes the window he, hears them talking and laughing, and unconsciously quickens bis strides. A good pull at the oars will calm him a little. Suddenly he hears children's Voices, and 1ft. a moment sees Rue, directly in bis jpstbV makink small nosegays for her nieces. It would never do for him to turn back be will pass her, however, with a cool bow but as be draws nearer he does, what perhaps In a cooler moment he would not have done he stops, and then goes directly up to ber, and says: "Miss—Mrs. Franklin, perhaps you will be so kind as to explain your motive —for motive you must have bad—for leading me on as you have, allowing me to think you unmarried." "Motive. Mr. Stanley and sbe looks him directly in tbe eyes. "Yes. I had a motive which perhaps you will understand wben I tell you I was Miss Reynolds before my marriage, and that I have a sister Mabel."

He turned deathly white, realizing in a moment all that she meant. "Whatl" you a sister to Mabel Rey nolds?"

He stared at ber a moment, all and everything that bad happened duriug the past few weeks coming to him clearly, and with a smothered groan would have left her, but she detained him. "Stop, let me explain, and perhapsexcuse myself a little. I bad never forgiveu you for your thoughtlessness last summer. You know how you looked love, acted love, all but declared love to that dear child, when you were all the time engaged to another. You can imagine bow surprised 1 was wben you came here, ana, and—all that bas happened since came from Aunt Mary's introduction tbat first night—who, like so many country people, pronounces Mrs. as Miss—andVour accepting it so readily I did not intend it should go so far. I—well—I did not know you

ly but truly I did not go so far. 1—well—I did not know ever were in earnest: and if I have done wrong I hope you will forgive me for seeing his white face her woman's heart misgives ber.

He says nothing for a moment,-and then "Mrs. Franklin, I hope I have learned ft lesson.*'

And lifting his bat, be left her The next morning be returned to tbe city.

Tbe ensuing winter his name was casually mentioned in Mrs. Franklin's presence during-a call at a friend's, and sbe inquired "if he was as gay as ever "Well, yes, he goes into society a great deal," answers toe lady "but do you know, tbey say be has lost bis taste for flirting doesn't make love to every prettv girl as he used but I suppose he's growing old be must be considerably over thirty."

And there tbe subject dropped.

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xA StaiUlag IHiesvery. Physicians are often startled by remarkable discoveries. Tbe fact that Dr. King's New Discovery for Consumption and all Throat and Long diseases is daily curing patients that tbey have given opto die. is starting them to realise their sense of doty, and examine into the merits of this wonder-

Cook ABeltti Drag Stores. Regular size 91. (4

B*ek Casdy Cesgl Cure. Warranted to Oure or moneyrefunded. Coughs, Colds, Hoaiseness, Throat and Long troubles, (also mod for children.) Rock Candy Cough Cure contains tbe healing properties of pure white Rock Candy with Extracts of Roots and Herbs. Only 25c. Large bottles 91.00 cheapest to by. For sale by Gulick A Co!

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Our Reporter's Vacation *otos. DrRixc. his rambles this season, our Mr. M. lias taken upon himself the task of wuisfviiig our numerous reiwiers tliat whatever goods are manufactured in our goodly city of Roger Williams, are of as high a grade, anil as fine in quality as cau be produced iu JUIV spot on the globe. Especially is this so•when the skilled pharmacistof iuiy years' experience resolves to extract from the finest botanical specimens of the vegetable world the most potent cure for some special disease. In proof of his assertion that Providence, R.I., affords the best, he relates an interview with an acquaintance, given liiru while sojourning temporarily at her residence. says, About a year 1 suffered severely from rheumatism in my limbs, and neuralgia i:i the head, which 1 endured two or tl»iv months with as much patience as ossibl\ being under the treatment of an ixccl)c..t doctor, and trying many kinds of lueuki.: without any marked effect. At last a nic.1.c&l friend advised me to try Hunt's Kemcily, because he attributed my severe sull'ering to the bad condition of my kidneys, wLicli were not performing their proper functions, UVAI I commenced taking it, and In a few dnys the neuralgia had departed, my litada•~ls« had entirely disappeared, the swelling in my limbs and joints had gone, and 1 have not had a touch of it since. More recently 1 as troubled with impurity of the blood, wl:i. showed itself in severe eruptions on my in -. I again resorted to Hunt's Remedy, and after taking it a short time was completely eu.v.l of that complaint. Hunt's Remedy has prewd very beneficial to me in attacks of sick headache, which it always alleviates, and I not the improvement as soon ns 1 take the Remedy. This Remedy has strengthening el ments, for it has made me feel niucli strouge:-, and has been very beneficial to my general health. I most heartily recommend it to ail sufferers like myself. Mrs. L. G. TANNLU, No. 136 Pearl Street."

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ALBERT G. MANN, of Cottage Home, II!.. says: I have been prostrated for three or more years with kidney disease at times I was not able to put on my boots my wife often pulled them on for me. I WAS not so bad as that all the time, but 1 never knew what it was to be without pain in my back until I eoinmeiNjed using llunfs Remedy. Since 1 began to take Hunt's Remedy I have .been free from all pain, and take pleasure in saying that it is the best medicine that 1 ever knew for kidney and liver diseases."

H«p Bitters are the Purest and Beat Bitters Ever Hade. They are compounded from Hops, Malt, Buchu, Mandrake and Dandelion —tbe oldest, best, and most valuale medicines in the land contain all tbe best and most curable properties of all other remedies, being the greatest Blood Purifier. Liver Regulator, and Life and Health Restoring Agent. No disease or ill health can possible long exist where these Bitters are used, so varied and perfect are their operations.

Tbey give new life and vigor to the aged and iniirm. To all who*e emoloyments cause Irregularity of tbe bowels or urinary organs, or who require an Apetize, Tonic and mild Stimulant, Hop Bitters are invaluable, being highly curative, tonic and stimulating, without intoxicating.

No matter what your feelings or sym-

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what the disease or ailment

use Hop Bitters. Don't wait until you are sick, but if you feel bad or miserable, use Hop Bitters at once. It may save your life. Hundreds have been, savedoy so doing. $500 will be paid for a case that it will not cure or help.

Do not suffer or let your friends suffer but use and urge tbem to use Hop Bitters,

Remember, Hop Bitters is no vile, drugged, drunken nostrum, but tbe Purest and Best Medicine ever made the "Invalid's Friend and Hope," and no person or family should be without them. Try the Bitters to-day.

Positive Cure! KLT'N Crean Balm,

FOR

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Catarrh and Hay Fever. Agreeable to Use.

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CNfCQULLKD TOR COLD in HEAD Headache and

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Deafness,

or any kind of mucous membranal irritation, inflamed and rough surfaces. A prepnration of undoubted merit. I Annlv bv the lit­

is a V. BBUBII He finger into the Pj A IEYEUnostrils. It will be absorbed, effectually denning the nnsal passages of catarrhal virus, cawing healthy secretions. It allays inflninallon, protect* the meinbranal linings of the lieiul from additional cold, completely heals the sores and restores the sense of taste and smell. Keneflcial results are realized by a few npp ica-

A thorough Treatment will Cure

Cream Balm has gained an enviable reputation wherever known displacing all other preparations. Hend for circulars containing full information and reliable testimonials. Bv mail, prepaid,fjOc. a package-stamps received. 8okl by all wholesale and retail druggists.

ELV8 CREAM BALM CO. Owego, N. Y.

A WBKK, IU dayathomeMrflymsdo. Cosfly 9/& outfit free. Address Tuvt & Co., Augusta, Mc

The Great

Consumption Remedy-

BROWN'S

EXPECTORANT

Bas been i'ltod hundred* of cases, and «t«Mr fatted to arrest and cure COJtaVMPTiOV. if taken in time.

It Cures Cough*. It Cures Anthma* it Cures Bronchiil*.

Cures Hoarneness. It Cures Tightness of the Chest• It Cures Difficulty of Breathing

BROWN'S ExpEcjo^H, Is Specially Keeommended for

WasoPtxe Govern.

It will shorten the duration of the disease id mttewiate the paroxysm of

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to enable the child to pose through without teeming any seriene consequences.

PRICE, 60c and $1.00.

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