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anxious to change the conversation. "Yes, ther are," Helen replied "they are talking over my London engagement." "Are you going to London?" asked Rush, with undisguised surprise. "Yes it is all settled except a few proliminarK'3. I am to sing at Drury Lane the corning season, and Uncle Lightfoot, whogivfyu.j mo touch good advice in business matters,!.*arranging the details with Aunt licbecca. I don't want to have anvthnr^ to do with the business. If I hav any of that on my mind I can't sing, a: .] 1 di ,!ii»o it anyway. Fortunately Au-'t IVuucca likes it."

This gavo Ila.-h time to recover, for ho had been quite stunned by the blow. London seemed to him to boat tho end of the wi."M. How lie wished that he was aM .ri'y Oristo, that he might say, "What do you expcct to make by your trip?" aiiu if she should reply,"A hundred thousand dollars" ho would say, "Stay at home, .ncl here is two hundred thousand." iiut, alas! two hundred dollars would !x- almost more than ho could comnui:."!. Oh, why

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The Story of a Young Journalist's Experiences in Neto York.

Special Arrangement through the American Press Association.

CHAPTER XI.—Continued. tone "he seems quite an' amiable young Your aunt ana 31r. Myers seem to be A reporter or something of that discussing a very weighty subject," said sort, isn't he?" .. "Well, yes, something of that sort," said Helen, taking up the cudgels rather against Hastings* tone than his words. "All journalists, no matter how great they mar become, begin at the bottom

was

the

and why did .sho look so beautiful on tl

in London tho last of

May," said Hastings. "Well, I am a lucky fellow—I shall bo there just at that time and you must depend on me to shenv you the sights. Loudon is an old story to me but to visit the old scenes in such delightful company will make them fresh again." "What's that, you young rascal?" asked Undo Lightfoot from tho other side of tho room "going to tie in Ixndon with Helen? Going to witness anew American victory over the British? Well, you are a lucky dog. When do you sail?" "On tho 0d in tho Germanic," was tho reply. "Well, upon ray wort!! Is this a prearranged affair?" exclaimed Uncle Lightfoot. winking at Aunt Rebecca. "That is our day and steamer," said Helen, "flow fortunate wo are!" "I am tho fortunate one," replied Hasiiugs. "I begin to think that 1 must havo been born under a lucky star."

Rush ground his teeth so fiercely that it is a wonder tho company did not hear him. Going to cross in tho steamer with her! If ho wasn't engaged to her now ho would be by the time they reached Liverpool for the man who cannot make an ocean voyage tho turning point in his courtship does not know how to visa his opiwtunines. What was the use of working against fate? Tho way was made clear for West Hastings while ho had nothing on Ins side but a lovo which he believed was the fondest man ever had for woman, but which ho knew it would Ik fatal to betray. He felt dtvjvrate, and it is no wonder that he looked so. "Yon haven't spoken a word in tho last ten minutes, Mr, Hurlstone. Why 1 Cella apart ment. All the family were at are you so silent?" ssaid Helen, in a lialf ^,omG

to my desk. Such a thought was enough

to make me silent and sad,, lie replied in the same tone, at the same tittle rising to leave the room. He bade them all good night and left the house with a heavy heart. "I am m&lly very fond vf that boy,** said Helen, as she heard the front door close. "He honost and enthusiastic —quite different from the usual society men one is ivast&ntly meeting." "Yes," c-sid lit? ifi* in a vilrtxiisins:

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of tin* ladder and learn all the branches of their work. Mr. Hurlstone is devoted to liis profession. He will be editor of Tho Dawn some day, you mark my word "Indeed he will, if industry and ability go for anything," chimed in Aunt Rebecca. "Mr. Hurlstone's success would not surprise me," said Hastings, with a slight sneer in his voice. "A mail who can make such devoted friends of the ladies is bound to succeed. Women rule the world, say what you will." "The truth well spoken," said Uncle Lightfoot. "Tlii3 young Hurlstone, however, strikes me as a go ahead, sensible young fellow, and I hope that Helen's predictions will prove true." "I echo your sentiments. Undo Lightfoot, and should be pleased to see virtue rewi Jk replied Hastings.

K?lt like saying something sharp jbut, as Hastings was her guest, (lined. Besides, she thought it

(rhaps

night a i-iio announced her depot ure? his speech, and she was lie u. afraid he would betray himself ^a. woman not to forgivo sarcasm but he know before she put tho sew*. 2. between them whether she was engaged to West Hastings. If she was, ho would retire from tho field and wait. lie wcaddn't give up even then. If she was not, he would stay in tho field and, bide his time. Should he ask her? No that would be too bold a step, and it might make her angry. While ho was debating in his miid the bell rang, and the servant announced Mr. Hastings. Rush knitted Jus brows and cursed his luck, and Helen looked smilingly towards the door aa West Hastings entered. If there was ono thing above another that West Hastings could do well it was to enter a drawing room, and Rush could not but envy his elegant ease. Ilis bow was courtliness itself, and thi.i ho bestowed on the inmates) of the room collectively. With Helen he .shook hands, and seated himself beside he on tho sofa. Rush thought his manner with her insufferable, but that .i his prejudice. West Hastings was exceedingly deferential to Indies, and particularly so to Helen—so much so. in fact, that she felt, it to bo an outside polish rather llian any thing that e:\mc from the heart. "Confound his familiarity!" wiid to himself. What right, shoul- iCl# to know, ins he to sit there and ini.. to her in an undertone, as if he owned her? Can it. lie possible that they are en-

it'll.?' the u«.£. summon,

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a tinge of jealousy that too

from such a source. She ho conversation around to trip, and Rush Hurlstone tions were forgotten in pleasant plans for tho

Poor A 5

ould not so soon turn thoughts. Ho began ho had never been ght— lava loved and lost

by wishing born but, ho 'Tia better.

Than never to havo loved at alL Ho felt that ho had lost, and ho walked from Twentieth 6treet to Printing House square thinking over his desperate case. Tho eight of Tho Dawn office recalled him to himself, and, having no occasion to enter tho building that night, ho turned around and walked back to his lodgings. Ills case was certainly a hard one. He, a penniless boy, loved with all tho impetuosity of youth tho most popular singer of tho day—a woman any man would bo proud to call his wife, whom all men loved, but to whose hand few jispired, owing to Iter position and the careful manner it» which Bhe was guarded. Tho wealthiest young bachelor in New York was acknowledged to bo her slave. Sho could marry him if she would, so every ono said, but sho would probably marry a Russian prince or an English cluke.

It was already said that two such eligible suitors visiting this country had

gaged?" Ho looked carefully at her .... hands, to ,ee if there was a tell tale ring expre«*cl thoir willingness to share tho iirmifi riciniift ft dnraittt: nnrl ii#v T?nfth there but her fingers were without ornament. This was something to bo thankful for. Although West Hastings spoko in low tones, Helen did not. Sho tried to draw Rush into the conversation, but ho was too 1 uiftv with thoughts of her departure to notice that any of tho conversation was addressed to himself. She was going away, arul that was all that he could think about. "You will

prima donna's ducats and yet he, Rush Hurlstone, a young country boy with his famo and fortune still to make, dared to lovo her! As he stood at his window that night, looking out at tho moon, which seemed to be shining with espfecie.! brilliancy over tho spot where her house stood, ho registered a vow that he would not give himself up to repining, but would bide his times, "I cannot believe that I was put in the world merely to bo tho shuttlecock of fate. I'll be my own battledoor," said he aloud, "and knock myself into a position by her side."

CHAPTER XII.

HY DON'T you loarn Italian?" Helen asked Rush, one day. "It

would be a good thing for you in your profession. I should think, and you know Latin so well it would not be hard to learn. 1

might often waut to say soiuethiug to you. too, that 1 didn't want every one elso to understand," sho added, smilingly.

Rush thought the idea a good one, and tho last part of the argument carried conviction with it. He determined to learn at once, and in thinking about a teacher, he remembered Leoni and her family. There was tho ex-cannon ball tosser—not an unintelligent man—with time hanging heavy on his (hands. He would make a capital teacher. At any rate, he could go over to the little apartment and mako the suggestion. He owed the Cellas a visit. They had been very kind to liim when he was alone in New York, and now that he had found other friends he had quite neglected them.

So on his way up town at about 0 o'clock one afternoon lie stopped at the Coila apartment.

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bantering tone. never looked prettier. She was dressed "I was just thinking of a Sot of unfin-1in day attire, and so was the little fshed work, and thai I must tear myself w®® which she lived. The curtains from this delightful company and hurry

*n the best of spirits. Leoni

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^ith gay ribbons, and

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flowers stood in all sorts of receptacles about the apartment The table was set for dinner and looked very attractive. The cloth was snow white, and the best China was on It* with two or three bits of silver that had been brought from Italy and were polished tdl they shone like mirrors* in the light of the lamp. The bottle of Chianti had a ribbon tied around ita ueck, and there wan altogether an appearance of festivity about the plaoe which the savory odor of a choice mines-

tra waited from the little kitchen did nothing to dispeL Rush noticed that tho table was laid for four, and he pictured in his mind the raven locks and large Mack eyea of the favored son of Italy who was probably soon to make his appearance as the guest of the evening. "Leoni's color and the unusual brightness of her eyes tell tales that need no words," said Rush to himself. "Well, somo silver voiced tenor is going to win a prizo. Leoni is an exceptionally nice girl, and she is very beautifuL"

Leoni seemed a little embarrassed and the parents a little mysterious so between the two Rush thought it best to state his business and get away before the arrival of the lover. Ho mado known his errand to the ex-cannon ball tosser, who was delighted with the idea of so pleasant a pupil, and time and terms were agreed upon at once. Rush arose to go, but before he had mado his adieus the door bell rang, and Leoni disappeared in the hall. It seemed as though she would never coma back. Rush did not want to go out and disturb her, nor did he want to stand in the middle of the floor and twirl his hat until she returned. "Ah, these young people!" said Signora Cella, with an amused shako of tho head.

Some whispering was heard in the hall, and Leoni entered, followed by a man. Sho was just about to introduce tho gentlemen, when they both stepped forward and stared at each other in amazement. "Why. John, you here!" "Hello, Rush, old man! glad to see you." And John shook his brother affectionately by the hand. Rush was so astonished that he had nothing to say, but John was perfectly at his ease, Rush remembered the vehemence with which John had denied any acquaint ance with Leoni, and his heart misgave him—not for John's sake, but for Leoni's and for that of Amy Bayliss.

So you know Mr. Stone?" said Leoni. "How very nice! I am so glad you are friends."

Rush saw that thero was a mystery about this acquaintanceship, but this was not tho timo or tho place to unravel it: so ho bade them good evening, and took his leave. What did it mean? John was evidently on terms of intimacy in the Cella household.

John was an attractive fellow,and Leoni was, to say the least, very much interested in him. Thero would be no harm in this if John were not engaged to Amy Bayliss. Poor little Amy! Rush thought of her big bluo eyes and baby face. He would like to thrash John, if he was going to throw the confiding little thing over after winning her affections

Now, Rush, on the contrary, was not at all attracted by the professional life of tho oman ho loved. He couldn't bear tin idea of lier being 'a "public character"—one whom every one felt at liberty to speak of with perfect freedom, and whoso photograph any man could buy. If he could have afforded it, ho would have bought every photograph of Helen that had been taken, and have hidden it away where no one but he could see it. He could hardly keep his hands off a man he met in a Nassau street shop one day. The man was making a collection of stage favorites, and he had a lot of Helen's photographsspread out on the counter before him. These he picked up and criticised in turn. He didn't mean to say anything out of tho way, but Rush wondered, when he thought it over, why he had not strangled him on the spot. Instead of that, he hurried out of tho shop, after shooting glances at the man that must have left him with the impression that his vis-a-vis was a lunatic. But John enjoyed seeing Leoni's photographs in the shop windows. She was the favorite dancer of New York why shouldn't her picture be for sale? The oftener he saw it the better he was pleased. He was affectionate, but there was nothing sentimental about Mm,

Rush tried to see his brother the day after the meeting at the Cellos', but he couldn't find him. It must have been a fortnight before he met him, and in the mean time he bad taken his first Italian lesson from tho ex-cannon ball tosser. Leoni was not at home. She was attending a rehearsal at the Academy of Music, and Signora Cella was out in Third avenue, marketing. Rash tried to find out, without prying too de into his brother's affairs, just what Juan's position in the household was. He did not tell Signer Cella that Mr. Stone, as he called him, was his brother, but he said that ho knew him, and he soon found ihat hewas answering Celk's questions tather than Cella his. The old man seemed very anxious to learn all he could about "Mr. Stoop He had been introduced to Signer €. lit and Leoni by *€oi Mortimer, whom the ballet master at the Aca.' -ny vouched for as being a "perfect g^.Jem&n."

No sooner had Mr Stone met Loom than lie fell in love with her. Leoni was used to love at first sight, and she knew

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oughly. And Leoni—what would she say if sho knew of John's engagement? But perhaps, after all, Rush was magnifying the affair.

Perhaps if Rush had seen Amy Bayliss sho might have told him that thero was no falling off in John's attentions. His letters were frequent, but short, and his flowers came regularly. Amy felt quite happy, for John had named their wedding day in ono of his early letters. To bo sure, ho had mado no allusion to it lately, but tho thing once settled, why harp upon it?

John had not faltered in his affection for Amy, but a new affection had sprung up in his heart, and he was madly in lovo with Leoni Cella. Ho was ono of those men who are so constituted that they can lovo two women at tho same time, but not alike. John was more in love, perhaps I should say more wildly in love, with Leoni than he waa with Amy. Her dark Italian eyes fascinated him, and thero was something in his nature that enjoyed loving a woman who was before the public. He liked to sit in the theatre and say to lumsolf as she came tripping down the stage, "That is the girl I love you may clap your hands and shout yourselves hoarse, gentlemen, but sho doesn't caro a button for ono of you. I am the man of her choice!"

Gnus it usually pasaetl away as suddenly as it came. But in the case of John Hurlstone (or Mr. Stone, as she believed him to be) it was different He had not the familiar assured-of-success manner of the men she had been in the habit of meeting behind the scenes. He was gentle and deferential, and he showed her as much respect as he would have shown any lady in her drawing room. His manner to her mother completely captivated that excellent woman and one rainy night, when he took her and her daughter home in his carriage, she invited him in to get warm, and he accepted the invitation with alacrity, A few days later he called to see if they had suffered any inconvenience from the rain, and from that time on he had been a regular visitor at the Cellas', where he won nil heart3 by his amiability and gentleness.

He was more desperately in love with Leoni than he had ever been with any other woman but I will not say that he could not have changed his affections with a change of scene. Ho saw before lie had talked with her many times that she was as good a girl as had ever lived, and that if he wanted to be her friend ho must treat her with proper respect She was a ballet dancer, to be sure, but she had been well brought up. Although she was deeply in love with him, she gave luin to understand, as Juliet assured Romeo, that he need pay no court to her unless the bent of his love was honorable and his purpose marriage. John accepted the position of lover on these terms, forgetting for the time being Amy Bayliss and the wedding day that was not far off.

He had fixed it for the 1st of June but after awhile he wrote her the tenderest letter a man ever wrote to a woman, postponing it till tho fall. Amy was perfectly satisfied with the reasons, and loved him more than ever for them. She did wish that ho could get back to Farmsted, if only for a day but dear John was working so hard, and all for her! In the fall they would bo married, and then she would go with him to New York. They would live at his rooms the first winter, and take their meals anywhere they chose. That was the way many young married couples did. It was very Bohemian and very jolly, and Amy, who had spent all her days in a country rectory, looked forward to it with the keenest anticipation. "Poor little Amy!" John said to him self, as he sat in his private room at tho Mutual Dividend Mining company's offices, smoking its best cigars and sipping its special brand of cognac. "Poor little girl! She loves me so, and I lovo her but I love Leoni more." And ho shut his eyes and gave himself up to droams of Leoni. Such beauty, such grace, and depth of lovo for him that Amy could not know. "I believe sho would kill any one who came between us. I can see her soft eyes grow hard and flash fire if she heard of a rival. Women are strange creatures they never blame the man but Heaven help tho woman if they get hold of her! 'Sho led him off,' they say. Ah, if they only knew how willing ho was to be led!"

John's reveries wero brought to an end by the entrance of Col. Mortimer, who came in with some certificates of stock for him to sign as secretary of tho company* Ho had just got hold of a guileless merchant from a distant New England town, and was going to give Mm ten beautifully engraved certificates of stock in the Mutual Divident Mining company for ten one-thousand-dollar bills. John felt a slight twinge of conscience as he signed tho certificates but a man must have money to live! "You will get twenty per cent, on this investment in six months, Mr. Gorham, and twenty in six months more," John could hear Col. Mortimer tell his victim as he bowed him to tho front door. "Forty per cent, is better than letting your money lio idle. You may consider yourself fortunate in having got any of this stock. I don't like to seo it going out of my own hands but I have o, very friendly feeling towards you, and am glad, after all, that you have those certificates." "And I these greenbacks," he might have .added, as the door swung to on its well oiled hinges.

Col. Mortimer returned to his desk, and, taking nine of the bills, rolled them up and placed them side by side in his capacious wallet. The tenth he took in and handed to John. "There, you lucky dog, that is your share of the day's receipts. I take as much myself tho rest goes for office expenses." John was fool enough to believe him for, with all his worldly mindedness, he was very credulous. He thanked Mortimer, folded the bill neatly and put it in his waistcoat pocket There it began burning a hole at once. "How long before you're going up town, colonel?" he asked. "Not for some time yet I have some matters of importance to look over before I go." "Then I won't wait for you. I have an errand or two on my way up. I'll see von at the club this evening."

Closing his desk and throwing a light spring topcoat over his arm, he put his hat rakisblv on his head and stepped lightly out of the office and down the stairs into the street There he hailed a -ingcaband springing in gave the order "To Tiffany's," and settled himself back on the seat to think what he should buy. He mu!d get something for Leoni Cor lo\. e, and something for Amy for the faak of pity. Poor Amy! He would get li- something very nice. The cab drvw up at the famous jeweler's and lt 3 entered the place with the air of a b&u& resident He went direct to the diam counter and asked the obliging salesman to let him see some solitaire rings. After looking over

dozens of

them, of all sfcses and all prices, be se-

eted a small white stone

paid

mffr.

for

which he

three htaadred doILirs, throwing his housand dcliar bill card—ly on the mnter. Tlis was for bat she nttst not tell who gave it to her yet awhile. How they

would

enjoy the

cret together: "Can I show- you anything else?" asked the "Yes, if ye** will be so kind. I want to seas! a present to a ted? in the coaster

—some little trifle. 1 don't know ladies' tastes very well. What would you suggest?" "Really, sir, I can hardly say you have shown such excellent taste in the selection of that ring that I think the lady will fare very well at your hands. But, as you ask me, what do you say to a fan? —a handsome hand painted fan? We have some beauties selling at a great sacrifice." "Capital!" said John. "The summer is coming on, and a lady is never without a fan."

So they walked over to the fan counter and John bought a pearl handled, feather trimmed, hand painted absurdity for §200 (it was one of the great "sacrifices") and sent it off with the most affectionate little note to Amy.

It was her wedding present, every one in Farmsted said for they knew that a wedding day had been named, and John certainly could not send her anything handsomer. Amy knew better but she was delighted with the gift, and, kissing the featlier tips, sho put it back in its satin box and laid it away in her bureau drawer with the tortoise shell boxes and other expensive knickknacks that Johr^ had sent her.

After John had sent the fan to Amy. ho sat down at his writing desk and wrote most impassioned letter to Leoni, telling her how hp loved her, and that he sent the ring in proof of his intentions "but, my darling," he wrote, "wear this where it won't be seen for the present Cruel circumstances prevent my coming out boldly and claiming you as my love beforo all tho world but have faith in me, darling, as I havo in you. Don't even tell your good father and mother too much though you may assure them of my honorable intentions. Oh, Leoni, you do not know what it is to be a creature of fate! I must wait quietly for a while, but I can go on loving you and trusting in your love for me, unworthy as I am and you may believe that, come what may, I am and always will be your own John."

This and the ring he dispatched by his trusty valet. The letter puzzled Leoni a little, but tho symbol of the ring delighted her, and, as she was an Italian, and mystery in love affairs is not altogether unknown in Italy, she quietly sewed the ring on tho inside of a bit of velvet sho wore around her neck. Thero it lay concealed, but her heart beat higl with joy whenever the sharp stone scratched her delicate throat.

John dined as usual at the club that night with Mortimer and two or three other gamblers. After dinner they went to tho gaming table, where John lost his remaining $300. When he went to bed that night he cursed the expense of liv ing in New York, and determined to make the colonel raise his salary. [TO BK CONTINUED. 1

Artless.

Little May—Little girls ought to try to make themselves agreeable to gentlemen, oughtn't they, Uncle George?

Uncle George—Of course, my dear. Little May—Especially when they are very rich and very old, like you—at least that's what mamma told me.—Munsey's Weekly.

Tlio Woman Was Ri(*ht There. Tramp (smiling)—Good morning, madam. I wanted to 9sk—but excuse me, perhaps your husband is at home?

Woman—No, he's not. Tramp—Or your son? Woman—I have none. Tramp (smiling a little more)—And I think I met the hired man driving out as I came in. As I was saying, I wanted to ask (and he leaned somewhat heavily in on the door)

Woman (interrupting)—If it's an3*thing about rifles or revolvers you wanted to ask I'll do as well as the men folks. I traveled eight years with a show as the champion female wing shot, and I keep up practice steady.

Tramp (getting off the door)—Thanks. I'm a little pressed for time, and I merely wanted to ask how far it is to the nearest village. Three miles? Thank you. Good morning.—Munsey's Weekly.

Why Ton Miss a Favorite Joke.

Have you noticed that the perennial joke about the alleged deadly effects of the green cucumber isn't circulating as much this season as formerly? This is not because the green cucumber has reformed, for it is still doing business at the old stand, But because even the funny men are finding out the truth about the cucumber. There may be potential possibilities of death in it, as there are even in mush and milk but when eaten in the proper way and at the proper time.it is a royal dish, and instead of being deleterious Is one of the most healthful vegetables known.— New York Tribune

An Unwarranted Intrusion.

Sammy had been told that if he would be good he might go into the next room and take a look at his new baby brother.

Sammy promised and admitted. He stood for some moments 1 kjung in silence at the diminnti ve morsel of humanity and then he freed his mind. "I don't know what they're going to call yon, bub," he said, "but know I had everything fixed, fqr goln" fishin' today, bait dug an' everything, and now you've oome along an' spoiled the whole programme. I call it a dog-on small piece of business. That's what I call it"—Chicago Tribune.

The Wit of Dude.

"I fear varwy much," said WHUe Wlshington, "that I am growing w^-ntfnL" "Why?" was the interrogat '*1 am getting so that I answer1 with a quickness that amounts aim- to asperity. Miss Belle Peppertcm rnahked to me yestebday that itse impossible fob me to get anything tuivugii my head at times." "What did yoa say*" *1 told beh that if such were the case I would certainly have stahved to death long ago."—Washington PrsLr"~

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