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her afternoon cap several times, as she would have done had she expected a visitor she had picked faded buds from some late roses, bad examined tho base of one of the piazza posts to be sure that the old wistaria vine was uot dragging it from its place, and had picked tome bits of paper from the littl» grass plot in front of the house but each time she wont from one duty to another she shodod her eyes and looked down the roivd over which her husband would return. She had eyes for everything outside the houses—an indication of rot at an end of one of the window sills, a daring cocoon between two slats of a window blind, a missing screw of the door knob—all trifles that had been as they were for weeks, but had failed to attract her attention until expectation had sharpened her eyesight.

As time wore on she went into the house for her spectacles generally she preferred to have letters read to her by her hunband, but her absent sou's writing she must two with her own eyes. Then she polished tho glasses again and again, trying them each time by gazing down tho road for the bearer of the expected letter. Calmness, in its outward manifestation, was noticeable ouly after her hopo had again been deferred.

As for the old niau, who was quite as disappointed as his wife, he studied a partly loosened vest button as if it had been an object of extreme value then ho sat down on tho stops of the veranda, studied all visible sections of the sky for a minute or two, and finally ventured tho opinion that a middling lively shower inightcomeduoabout midnight Then he told his wife of having met the minister, who had notsaid anything in particular, and of a coming auction sale of which he had heard, and how eggs for shipment to tho city had "looked up" three cents per dozen. Then ho sharpened his pocket knife on his boot leg, handling It as delicately and trying its edge as cautiously as If it were an instrument of which great things wero expected. Then both joined til bstinirtUng th* probable cost of raising the youngest calf on tho farm to Its full bovino estate.

Finally, both having thoroughly repressed and denied and repulsed themselves, merely because they had been taught in youth that uncomfortable restraint was a precious privilege and sacred duty, Mrs. Hayn broke tho silonco by exclaiming "it does beat all." "What does!" asked tier husband, as solicitously as if ho had not tho .slightest idea of what was absorbiug his wife's thoughts. "Why, thnt I'hil don't write. Here's ev-. erybody in town tormentln' me to know when he's coiuin' back, an' if he's got the thlugs they asked him to buy for 'em, an' not a solitary word can I say we don't even know how to send a letter to him to stir him up an' remind him that lie's got ixircnts.'' "Well, tiler's sure to be a letter somewhere* ou the way, 1 don't doubt, tellin' us all wo want to know," said the old man, going through the motions of budding an althea bush, in the angle of the step, from a scion of its own stock. "Watched pots never bile,' you know, an' Hain't often one gets a letter till he stops lookin' for it." "But 'tain't a bit like Phil," said the old lady. "Why, he's been away more'u a week. 1 thought he'd at least let us know which of the big preachers he'd heerd on Sunday, an' what he thought of Vm. Hoar in' them big guns of tho pulpit was always one of tho things he wanted to go to the city for. Than there's tho bread pan I've I*vn want in' for ten vears—one that"* got tin enough to it not to rust through every time there comes a spell of damp weather ho might at least rest my mind for me by lottin' mo know he'd cot it.'* "All in good time, old lady let's be patient an' we'll hear all we're waititt* for, worry'# more weary in' thou work, Rome wasn't built in a day, you know.1* "For mercy's sake, Reuben, what's Rom* got to do with our Phil I dont we that Rome's got anythin' to do with the case, onlea itV somethin' Uke New York, where our boy Is." "Well, Rome was built an' rebuilt a good many times, ycr see, 'fore it got to be all that was "*xpect«d of It an' our Phil Si goto through the same operation, mebbe, A manV got to be either a stupid savage or a finished off mint to be suddenly pitched from fields and woods into a great big town without beU»' dasod. When 1 first went down to York my eyes was kept so wide open that 1 coukint scarcely open my mouth for a few days, much less take my pen in hand, as folks my in letters. I hardly knowed which foot I was Ktmxiin' on, an* sometimes I felt as if the ground was gone from under me. Vet New York ground is banter than an on believer's heart."

Mru. Hayn seamed to accept the simile of Rome's building as applied to borson, for she made no further objection to it she ooti tinned, however, to polish her glasses, In anticipation of what she still fc»gwl to do with them. Her husband o&ntinued to make tiny slit* and cross cots in the althea% bark, and to insert buds «*t booghs.

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COUNTRY- LI)©14

By JOHN HABBERTON,

Author of "Helen's Babies," Etc.

Capyrightod by the J. B. Uppincot* Company, Publishers, Philadelphia, and Publinhed, by Permission, through the American Press Association.

CHAPTER LX. SEWS, TXT XO SKW&. NY lettcrsF "Not a letter." "Shor

Parmer Hayn and his wife would bare made good actors, if tested by their ability to clothe a few words with pantomime of much variety and duration. From almost the time that her buxband started to the post office, Mrs Hayn had been going out on the veranda to look for him returning. She had readjusted

bo remarked, as carekwly as if talk­

ing about the weather: «Soi Mantling* toor*e* backf •^ciowr^ciaimed Mix Hayn aiat you told me so Moref 8oi* wen PWS, •tat he! \\T»tdoesb©«syt Of OtWUTftB* ysnsi dJdn* com* boe» n.n "Of «mr» I dktot. Ye*, Sol's wen Pfcfl -**n him tfe*day «ught the tide an'came too-Hitoa* took J®*® if he'd b««a born an* raised in ork. I toil

Ijoo Ana, it doot take tba1^ tim« to catch on whatever* goi go to it* Why, Sol -J. IS"?* head to foot TUAt "*7? UcrsthooM man bent into la»gfcS*r,

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he had great difficult in suppressing after long effort, however, he continued: "Sol says be carries a cane—a cane not much thicker than a ramrod. Just imagine our Phil swingin* a cane if youcanl" And the old

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free course. "Mercy sakesP said the old lady "I hope tie didn't take it to church with him. An* 1 hope he won't bring it back here. WhatH the other members of the Young People's Bible class say to see such goin's on by one that's always been so properf "Why, let htm bring it what's a cane got to do with Bible classes! 1 don't doubt some of the 'poatles carried canes: I think I've seed em in pictures in tho Illustrated Family tiibla I s'poso down in Judee ther' was inn if us on' dogs that a m%u had to take a clip it with a stick, once in while, same as in »ther countries." "What else did Sol say Tasked the mother: "Well, hedidnt bring no special news. He mid Phil didn't know he was leavin' so soon, slse like enough he'd have sent some word. He said Phil wai lookin' well, an' bad a walk on him likoasojerin a picture. I'm glad the boy's got a chance to get the plow handle itoop out,of his shoulders for a few days. Sez you wouldn't know his face, though, 'cause his hair's cut so short got a new watch chain, too I'm glad to hear that, 'cause I was particular to tell him to do It.'* "Well, I half wish Sol Mantrlng's sloop had stayed down to York, If that's all the news it sould bring," said Mrs. Hayn, replacing her spectacles in their tin case, which she closed with a decided snap "Such a little speck of news is only aggravating that's what 'tis." "Small favors thankfully received, old lady, as the advertisements sometimes say. Oh, there was one thing more Sol said twas that be reckoned Phil was dead gone on that Tramlay gal."

Mrs. Hayn received this information in gilenco her husband began to throw his open knife at a leaf ou one of the veranda steps. "1 don't see how Sol Mantring was to know anything like that," said Mrs. Hayn, eifter a short silence. "He isn't the kind that our Phil would go an' unbosom to, if ho had'any such thing to tell, which it ain't certain he had." "Young men dont always have to tell such things, to make 'em known," suggested the farmer. "Pooty much everybody knowed when 1 was fust gone on you, though 1 didn't say nothin' to nobody, not even to the gal herself." "If it's so," said Mrs. Hayn, after another short pause, "mebbe it explains why he hain't writ. He'd want to tell us 'fore anybody else, an' he feels kind o' bashful like." "You'vo got a good inem'ry, Lou Ann," said the old fanner, rising, and pinching his wife's ear. "What do you mean, Reubenf '•Oh, nofhlu', 'xcept that ^you hain't forgot, tli* symptoms, that's all." "Hhol" exclaimed tho old lady, giving her husband a push, though not so far but that she was leaning on his shoulder a moment later. "'Twould bo kind o' funny if that thing wns to work, though, wouldn't it?" she continued "that is, if Sol's right." "Well," replied her husband, with a sudden accession of earnestness in his voiee, "if Sol's right, 'twon't be a bit funny if it don't work. I hope tho blessed boy's got as much good stuff in him as I've alw*n\ counted on. The bigger the heart, the wuss it hurts when it gets hit an' there's a mighty big heart in any child of you an' me. though I say it as mebbe I shouldn't" "That boy nin't never goiu' to havo no heartaches, not on account o' gals," said the mother, whose voice also showed a sudden Increase of earnestness. "I don't b'lieve the gal was ever mado that could say no to a splendid young feller like that—a young feller that's han'some an' g*xxl an' bright an' full o' fun, an' that can tell more with his eyes in a minute than a hull sittin' room full of ordinary young men can say with their tongues in a week." "No," said the old man, soberly, "not If tho gal stayed true to tho pattern she was made on—like you did, for Instnncc. But gals is only human—thef' wouldn't be no way of kecpin* 'em on earth if they wasn't, you know—on' sometimes they don't do 'xnctly what might expected of 'em." "That Tramlay gal won't givo him the mitten, anyhow," persisted Mrs. Hayn. "Mebbe she ain't as smart ns some, but that family, through an' through, has got sense enough to know what's worth bavin' when they see it She needn't ever expect to come back hereto board for the summer, if she cuts up any such foolish dido as that." "Lou Ann." said tho farmer, solemnly, "do you recly think it over an' above likely that •he'd want to come back. In such case made an* pervidedr

Then both old people laughed, and went into tho house, and talked of all sorts of things that bore no relation whatever to youth or love or New York. They retired early, after the manner of farm people in general, after a prayer containing a formal and somewhat indefinite potitkm for the absent one. The old lady lay awake for hours, it seamed to her, her bead as full of rosy dreams as if it were not covered with snow yet when at last she was dropping asleep she was startled by hearing her husband whisper: "Father in heaven. havx pity cm my poor boy."

CHAPTER X.

AOjncs nnfojrts PAimr. iHROUOR several Lay* spent listlessly jswpt when dolefully, nnd through several restless nights, Philip Bays was assisted by one hope that changed only to brighten it was that naarer and nokrer came the night of the party to which Mm

Agnes Dinaa had invited him—the party at which be «a*sare he would

a^iin meet Locfat. Exwpt for U» bUwful in* cfeieetrftbettm«teddri*eoo«heav«mee,l» h*d|not seen her itaco tin evening when he had 'nM.lNr haw* iWs 8p«. tte tbo^hiof that motDwii sent the Wood imping to his own linger tips* He h*d boasted the avenue entry aft«nBoew, os* daring to

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As quiet as a flash that day his eye, trained in country fashion to first identify approaching riders by their horses, had scanned the •mmwtc that drew the carriage, so that he might know, them when next he saw them. But "gai" and was he disappointed, for spans on which he would have staked his reputation as being the same were drawing carriages that did not contain the face he sought He might have been spared many heart sinkings, as well as doubts of his horse lore, had be known that the Tramlays did not keep a turn out, but had recourse to a livery stable when they wanted to drive.

He had even sought Lucia at church. He hn/t known, since the family's summer at Haynt on, the name of the church which they n±«»nrffld, and thither-be wended his way Sunday morning but their pew was apparently farther back than the seat to which he was shown, for uot one member of the Tramlay family could he see in front or to either side of him, and when the service ended and he reached the sidewalk as rapidly as possible be soon learned that the custom of rural young men to stand in front of churches to see the worshipers emerge was not followed at fashionable temples in the city

Another comforting hope, which was sooner lost in full fruition, was in theearly arrival of his drea* suit Fully arrayed, be spent many hours before the mirror in his room at the hotel, endeavoring to look like some of the gentlemen whom he bad seen at the Tramlay' reception. Little though he admired Marge on general principles, he did not hesitate to conform himself as nearly as possible to that gentleman's splendid composure. Strolling Into a theatre one evening on a "general admission" ticket, which entitled hi to the privilege of leaning against a wall, be saw quite a number of men in evening dress, and lie improved the opportunity to study the comparative effects of different styles of collars and shirt fronts. Finally be ventured to appear at the theatre in evening dross himself, and from the lack of special attention he justly flattered himself that he did not carry himself tmHlra other men. He also made the importaut discovery that Jud&e Dickman^# custom of buttoning his swallow tailed coot at the waist, and displaying a yellow silk handkerchief in the fullness thereof, had,been abandoned in the metropolis.

At last the long hoped for evening arrived, and Phil was fully dressed and uncomfortable before sunset. He had already learned, by observation, that well dressed men kept their faces closely shaved, and he had experimented, not without an inward groan at his extravagance, in what to him were the mysteries of hair dressing. He ventured into the streets as noon as darkness had fairly fallen, made bis way to the vicinity of the Dinon residence, and from a safe distance recounoitered the house with the purpose, quite as common in the country as in town, of not being among the earliest arrivals. So long did he watch without seeing even a single person or carriage approach the door that there came to him the horrible tear that perhaps for some reason the affair bad been postponed. About 9 o'clock, however, "his gaze was rewarded by a single carriage another folioww I xhortly, and several others came in rapid succession, so a quarter of an hour later he made his own entry On this occasion he wus uot unable to translate .the instructions, as to the locality of thf gentlemen's dressing room, imparted by the servant at the door but. hriving reached the general receptacle of coats, bats anfl sticks, he was greatly puzzled to know why a number of gentlemen wera standing about doing nothing.

By tho time he learned that mostfcf them wera merely waiting for their respective .feminine charges to descend with th^m,& clodf in the room struck ten, and is Phil counted the strokes and remembered how often he bad been half roused from his first doze beneath bis bed clothes at home by just thnt number, he yawned by force of habit and half wished be nevor had left Haynton.

But suddenly drowsiness, melancholy and everything else uncomfortable disnpjwared in an instant, and heaven—Phil's own, newest heaven—enveloped the earth, for as ho followed two or three bachelors who were going down stairs he heard a well known voice exclaimiug-. "Oh, Phil 1 Isn't this nice? Just as if you'd been waiting for mel I haven't any escort to-night, so you'll havo to take me down. Papa will drop in later, after he's tired of the club."

Oh, the music in the rustle of her dress as it trailed down the stair! Oh, the gold of her hair, the flush of her cheek, the expect ancy in her eyes and her parted lips! A®d only twenty steps In which to have It all' to himself! Would they had been twenty.thousand!

At the foot of the stair Lucia'took Phil's arm, and together they saluted their hostess, Phil felt that he was being looked at by some one besides Miss Dinon, and indeed be was, for handsome young strangers are quite as rare in New York as anywhere else in the world. Nevertheless his, consciousness was not allowed to make him uncomfortable, for between long trained cur tesy and intelligent admiration Miss Dinon was enabled to greet him so cordially that he was made to feel entirely at ease. Other guests came down In a moment, and Lucia led Phil away, presenting him to some of her acquaintances and keenly enjoying the surprise of those who recoguheed In him the awkward country boy of a week before Then one gentleman after another engaged Lucia in conversation and begged dances other ladies with whom he was chatting were similarly taken from him and Phil finally found himself alone on a sofa. In a position from which he could closely observe the hostess.

Mist Agnes Dinon was very well worth lookiug at. Mrs, Tramlay may not have beat far from right in fixing her years at thirtysix, but titers were scores of girls who would gladly have accepted some of her years if they might have taken with them her superb physique and some of the tact and wit that ber years had brought her. Gladly, too, would they have shared Miss Dinon's superfluous age could they have divided with her the fortune she had in her own right Nobody knew exactly bow much it was, and fancies on the subject differed widely but what did that matter! The leading and interesting fact was that it was large enough to have attracted a pleasing variety oif suitors, so that there had not been a time sinos she "cama out** when Miss Dinon might not bava set her wedding day bad she liked. Whatdetrh»entfii ^HC«laag»toagirl who can afford to choose instead of being cboceot not the full blown rose more satisfactory, to many eyes, than the bod And bow much mors charming the rose whose Washing petals lack not tbegiint of gold!

PhU had about reached the condadoa that Hbw Dinon was a woman whom to believed it would do his mother good to look at, when hit deliberations snare brought toaa eod by the lady hMwIf, who approached Ida, and •aid: "At tsst I can tafca time to present yoo «o*ne of my friends. Mr. HaytL May I have ytMranaf"

Ptnl at ooce && «Btire|jr at eass. it was ucniy a return an old aad CamiHar sensation, ror he had alw*y« been highly esteemed by the more mates* maidens of Haynton, and gtwKRilly fooad them far more tmpiriag company than their yuongersisberi PhS informed hinaKtt, in the interval* of tntrodooti^ that l^ Oiimi was not

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a single particular, but she certainly was a magnificent creature. Ho* features, though rather large, were perfect, and her eye was full of soul, especially when he looked down Into it, at from his height be was obliged to, and the pose of her head, upon shoulders displayed according to the prevailing custom of evening dress, was simply superb.

She found opportunities to chat a great deal, too. as they made the tour of the par lors, and all she *aid implied that ber hearer was a man of sense, who did not require to be fed alternately upon the uusks and froth of polite conversation. Phu & wit was quite equal to that of his fair entertainer, and a* ber face reflected her feelings the guests began to tie conscious that their boston and the stranger 'made a remarkably fine looking couple.

Impossible though be would have imagined it half an hour before. Phil's thoughts had tieeu entirely destitute of Lucia for a few moments, suddenly, however, they recovered iss-r, fur looking across the head of a little rusebud to whom he had just lieen intro ::i**i, Phil beheld Lucia looking at him with an expression that startled him. He never before had seen ber look that way—very wlier. half blank, half angry What could il mean' Could she be offended? But wby Was he not for the moment in charge of histiostess, who, according to Haynton custom, and probably custom everywhere else, had supreme right whett she chose to exercise »t

Could it be—the thought came to him a* cuddeniy as an unexpected blow—could it be that she was jealous of his attention to Muw Oinon, ano of his itrobably apparent mjoy ment of that lady's society» Oh, horrible, delicious thought! Jealousy was not an uu known quality at Haynton be had observed its development often and often. Bet to toe jealous a girl must b» very fond of a man, or at least dearomof his regard. Could be that Lucia regarded bkvashe did he if Did she really esteem him a» more thaw a mere acquaintancer If uot why that strange look^pS

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The pretty maiden with the fan had looked to see what had affected the handsome young man so unpleasantly "Oh," she whispered, "he is dreadfully awkward. 1 positively shiver whenever ho asks me for a dance "Awkward, ^ndeed!" exclaimed PhiL A very young man with a solemn countenance came over just then to remind the maiden with the fan that the next quadrille would be his so she floated away, bestowing upon Phil a parting smile far too sweet to be utterly wasted, as it was. "You seem unhappy, Mr. Hayn," said Miss Dinon, rejoining PhiL "I really believe it's because you don't dance. Confess, now." "You ought to be asoothsayer. Miss Dinon, you are so shrewd at guessing," said Phil, forcing a smile and then mentally rebuking himself for lying. "Won't you attempt at least a quadrille Tho next one will be very easy." "Phil 1" exclaimed Lucia, coming up to hian with an odd, defiant look, part of which was given to Miss Dinon, "you're too mean for anything. You haven't asked mo for a single dance."

Phil's smile was of the sweetest and eths spriest as bo replied: "Wouldn't it be meaner to ask for what I wouldn't know how to accept 75V country people don't know bow to douce." "But any one can go through a quadrille, it's as easy as walking." "You couldn't have a better opportunity tfr»n the next danoe, Mr. Hayn," said Miss Dinon, "nor a more graceful partner and instructor than Miss Tramlay."

Lucia looked grateful and penitent then' she took Phil's arm, and whispered rapidly, "Well take aside all you need do will bo to watch the head couples carefully, aod do exactly as they do, when our torn comes." "But if 1 blunder" ••Then I'll forgive you. What more can you askf "Nothing," said Phil, his heart warming, and his face reflecting the smile that accompanied Lucia's promise. The quadrille was really «s easy as had been promised indeed, FhO found it almost identical, except In lack of grace, with an alleged calisthenic exercise which a pious teacher had onoe introduced in Hayn ton's school.

The motion of swinging a partner back to pasttioo by an encircling arm pooled him somewhat as he contemplated it, but Lucia kindly came to his asristance, and 'twas done almost before be knew It—dous altogether too quickly, in fact And although he honwtly endeavored to analyze the wickedness of it, and to feel horrified and remorseful, bit mind utterly refused to obey him. -There!" exclaimed Lochias the quadrille and, leaning on Phil's arm, she moved lowardaseafc "You didnii seem to find that difficult" -Anything would be easy, with yoo far a teacher,* Phil replied. "Thanks,1®said Loefa, with a protty nod o# bar head. -And Pm ever so much efeligedto Wm ttixtaa for urging me to try," continued PhiL "Agnes Dinon It a dear old thing," said Loda, fanning beneif vigoroosiy. «Oldr echoed Phfl. "A woman like ICst Diaoa can never bs old. {Acts* ten rtopf*" gBatt^jesfent look cams tato faer£soe^asd Aesald: imagine yoa had been smitten br

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If really jealous. Lucia soot* had ample revenge, for music, began, and Miss Dfomu said: "Have yon a partner for the quadrille, Mr. Hayn' If not, you must let me find* you oue." "1—no, 1 dont dance," he stammered. •'How unfortunate—for a dozen or uw»rf girls this evening!" murmured Miss- Dinon. "You wjll kindly excuse me, that may see if the sets are full/"

Phil bowed and edged his way to'a corner, where in solitude and wretchedness he beheld Lucia go through a quadrille, bestowing smiles in rapid succession upon her partner, who was to Phil's eyes too utterly iusignifr cant to deserve a single glance from those fairest eyes in the world. His lips hardened as he saw Lucia occasionally whirled to ber place by the arm of her partner boldly encircling her waist Ho had always thought dancing was wrong now he knew it At Haynton the young people occasionally went through a dance called "Sir Roger de Coverley," but there was no bugging in that. And Lucia did not seem at all displeased by her partner's familiarity—confound itl

He had to unbend and forget his anger when the quadrille ended, for a pretty maiden to whom he had been introduced accosted him and said some cheerful nothings, fluttermg suggestively a miniature fan on which were penciled some engagements to dance. But soon the music of a waltz arose, and Phil's eye flashed, to a degree that frightened the maiden before him, for directly in front of him, with a man's arm permanently about ber slender waist and her head almost pillowed on her partner's shoulder, was Lucia. More dreadful still, she seemed not oiily to accept the situation, but to enjoy It there was on her face a look of dreamy content that Phil remembered having seen when she swung hi a hammock at Haynton. He remembered that thep he had thought it angelic, but—then there was no arm about her waist

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history without being misunderstood F* "Forgive me," said Lucia, prettily "I forgot that you were always interested in the deepest and most far away side of everything. Here comes that stupid little Laybrough, who has my next waltz. Pm going to depend upon yoo to take me down to supper. By by."

A minute later, and Phil sobered again, for again Lucia was floating about the room with a man's arm around her waist Phil took refuge in philosophy, and wondered whether force of habit was sufficient to explain why it lot of modest girls, as all in Miss Dinon's parlors undoubtedly were, could appear entirely at ease during so immodest a diversion. During the waltx he leaned against a door casing evidently some one was occupying a similar position on the other side in the hall, for Phil distinctly heard a low voice saying: "Wouldn't it be great if our charming hostess were* to set her cap for that young fellow from the country f' "Nonsense!" was the reply "she's too much the older to think of such a thing." "Not a bit of it She'll ootlive any young girl in the room. Besides, where money calls, youth is uever slow in responding." "They say he's as good as engaged to Miss Tramlay," said the first speaker. "Indeed? Umph! Mot a bad match. Has be got any money? I don't believe Tramlay is more than holding his own."

Phil felt his face flush as heaaoved away. He wanted to resent the remarks about his hostess, ma implication that hi* friend Tramlay waa other than rich, and, still more, iliat any young man oould ber led to the aiarriage altar merely by money. If people were faiiHng about Mm in such fashion he wished he might be out of sight He would return at once to his hotel, had he- not promsIsed to take Lucia down to supper. He could at least hide himself, for a little while, in the gentlemen's room up stairs. Thither he went, hoping to be alone, but ho found Marge, who had just oome in, and1 who- lost his self possession for an instant when he recognized the well dressed young man' hetore him. "Anybody heref' drawled Marge. "Lucia is—I mean Miss Tramlay," said Phil, in absent minded fashion—"and lots- of other people, of. oourse."

Marge looked1 curiously at Phil's avertedfiace and went down stairs, Phil remained long enough, to- find that his-mindi was iu-an utter muddlb and that apparently nothing wonldcotnpose it but another glimpse of. Lu cia. As supper was served soon- after he went down, his wish was speedily gratified Prom that time forward' his eye sought her continually, although he trioditospeak again to every one to- whom he hadi been introduced. How be envied* Lucia's father, who was to escort the little-witch' homel How he wished that in.the aity, as at Haynton* people walked home from parties, and. stood, a long time at the gate, whe^ maid and man fwere pleasantly acquainted.)

He saw Luoiago up- stairs' when the ebiripany began, leave- talking he stood at the foot of the stair that he might hawe one more glance at her As-she came down she was an entirely uew picture, though none- the less charming, in her wraps. Andi—ohv bliss-!— sho saw him andsaid:

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find papa for me." How tenderly he handed her down the carpeted stone stepsl He had seen, pictures-of! such scenes, and tried to conform' his poses with those he recalled. He opened) the cat* riage door. Lucia stepped in, but her train could not follow of its own volition, so Phil had the joy of. lifting the rustling mass that had the honor of fallowing the feot of divinity. Then he closed the carriage door regretfully, but a little hand kindly stole through the window as Lucia said: "Gpod night Don't forget to- send papa, out"

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"I won't," said Phil. Then be-looked, hack quickly: the door of the house was closed, so ho raised the little hand to his lips and kissed) it several times in rapid succession. True, the band, was-. gloved^ .but Phil's-imaginatieni was not [To be Continued Next Week.]

The peculiar enervating effect of summer weather is driven off by Hood'sSarsaparilla, which "makes the weak strong."

How to. Sell Carpet {^weeper*. A man who-sells carpet sweepers was asked how it was that in ninety-nine cases-out of a hundred he never failed to make a, sale. "Easy enough," ho replied. "You see this sample sweeper here We!J', it's fult of dust I approach the-l&dy of the house with it, and while she is saying she doesn't want anything of the Jdnd I just run over the carpet several times. This done, I open the sweep? and show her that, although she may think they havo,. the servants' brooms have not done their work properly. See! "You can imagine her surpriss when she thinks that her dear Brussels* swept only that morning, still contains- bushels of dust. And I do it so gently. A push, no noise, and lot lots of dust Who. would be without one? Worth their weight in gold, sir! "Cut rv» got to be lively or get caught Some women will stop yon at the door and attempt to examine the sweeper before you have a chance to run it over the carpet Don't allow "em to. Push in, and while yoc are praising tho machine set it moving briskly."—Boston Globe.

A Pueblo Belle's Toilet.

A fotmg Pueblo girl's toilet for a July evening is the same that slid would make in December. Her limbs from the knees to the ankle nrv wound with not less than ten thicknesses of deer skin. The costly black native blanket is carefully adjusted with a brilliant woven girdle at the waist. A scarlet kerchief hangs backward from the shoulders and over all this is the shawl draped fraua th* h.-'id. Fill a jar with water that #c*her. from & ivc-k a full mile from her adobe home, ptaw it upon her head, start her off under a fervid sun and contriVc to meet her at the other end of the line aad yon will find her as placid and undisturbed as the limpid water within the jar upon her beaL—Washing ton Star.

The French Woman fa liaiinm The French' woman is the power in France in the business as wellss in the social world in the middle classes »bc really directs how the money shall be invested, she looks after the in and outgoing of the francs, and she is always deferentially treated by all tb* in husband's employ. In the higher cSrsscs she hears the seems of the bourse or vt the ministry* and she knows whose influ­

ence is worth gaining to assist Her husband In bib schemes. She usually obtains what •he wishes, In the literary world *l«s is queen, and differing in this trma the English woman of the sam* rvfv *hc i# well dressed and prides herself 3- s« hostess.—Paris Letts®

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