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WON FOR A WAGER.

CHAPTER I.

•I THJIWAGRR. It was a warm afternoon in June as two well-dressed gentlemen were walking down the shady side of Piccadilly.

The elder of the two coald not have been mistaken for anything but a soldier. It was not only his bronzed complexion, luxuriant moustache, and his erect bearing, but there is a je sais quoi about a nilitary man that always betrays bira to he careful observer. $'ft

As a matter of fact, Harry St. Albans pas in the Guards, and was generally actnowledged to be one of the handsomest of that regiment of Adonises.

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companion was Horace Austen, who in order to .avoid the stigma of being called an idle man, had chosen diplomacy as a profession.

No doubt he would have been an honor to it, and have left a well-known name behind him, but, unfortunately, when his father died he had been left sole possessor of about fifteen thousand a year, together with the patrimonial acres in Leicestershire.

Of course there was no necessity for him to work tinder the circumstances, and accordingly be enjoyed life after his own fashion. ^li

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There was a great difference between these two men, and it was probably the total dissimilarity of their natures and characters that made them such staunch friends.

St. Albans was firm and determined, but seldom lost his temper. He was studious —for a soldier, and cared but little for the empty chit-chat of society

He was very proud, and somewhat sensitive, and would rather suffer anything than it should be imagined that he feared to embark in any enterprise, however hazardous, or that he considered anything impossible.

It was a favorite aphorism of his that there was ho such word as "cannot" in the English language.

Horace Austen, on the contrary, was weak and vacillating, hasty and irritable, and would as soon have thought of running a mile as of reading for even an hour. He was as big a gossip as the proverbial "old woman," and was never happier than wjien detailing the^latest on

With all this he was good-hearted and generous to a fault his defects arose chiefly from want of thought, and were rather those of omission than commission. "She is certainly a most beautiful girl," observed Austen, curling the tips of his rather weakly little black moustache. replied St. Albans, rather abBenny f-xVi "But awfully proud," continued Auiten "I didn't think so," answered the guardsman. "Why, my dear fellow," exclaimed the little diplomatist, "to my certain knowledge she declined to dance with between twenty and thirty of the best partis in the room last night, and kept her card half empty. And when I said, 'My dear Miss Carlton, may I take the liberty of en* quiring why you have refused so many dances she turned her big eyes full upon me—you know the way she has, as though she were piercing you through and through—and replied: •You may take the liberty, Mr. Austen, but I don't think I should, if I were you.'

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Miss Carlton?' I asked. Because it will be so much more pleasant for both of us if you will mind your own business."

A low laugh escaped from St. Albans as his friend concluded, and he observed: "That was awfully good! You must have felt rather sat upon?" "Good, do you call it?" cried Austen with mock indignation. "By Jove, I did not think so, and I know if she hadn't been such a deuced pretty girl I should have said something rude." "You'd only have been sorry afterwards," remarked St. Albans. "I suppose I should," replied Austen. "Besides, Isabel Carlton has something about her that seems to keep a fellow within bounds, you know.'' "Has she, indeed?" observed St. Albans with languid interest. "I must pay more attention to her. I was only introduced to her last night, you know." "And didn't you think she was charming "I only noticed that she was a remarkably pretty girl, and waltzed better than any one I have danced with this year," answered the guardsman. "Bat you know, old man, I am not so impressible as you are, and don't go into raptures over every pink and white complexion I come across." *You area cold-he&rted wretch, Harry," laughed Austen. "Here are half the loveliest girls in town sighing for you, and you don't care a bit." "To tell you the truth," replied St. Albans, "although it may sound conceited, I strongly object to being run after. I like a woman to be perfectly feminine, and directly she begins to set her cap at, or encourages a pan, she loses her chief charm." "You needn't be afraid of her doing that!*' exclaimed Austen. "She's a very different sort of girl to that." "Indeed!" $ "Don't you think so?" asked Austen, '*&•!$ "I haven't thought much on the subject." replied the guardsman carelessly. "But honestly, old man," said his friend earnestly, "what is your opinion of her?" "Oh, I think she is very much like the rest of her sex," answered St. Albans "easily won if a man only goes the right way to work." "You are wronc. Harry," cried Austen.

am persuadea you nave made a mistake this time. Of course I knew the experience you have had among the ladies, but Isabel Carlton is very different to the majority of girls." "All right, Horace, if yoa like to think so," replied St. Albans "bat when yoa know as much about them as I do, you will agree with me that they are all alike. Some are a little better, same a little worse but

All at once somebody paused just in front of them, and a voice they both knew exclaimed: "How are you, dear boys

What may

be the subject of conversationt It must be wonderfully interesting, for yoa have cut about half-a-dozen people who have bowed and nodded to you, knocked down four or five old women and children, cannoned against any amount of male pedestrians, and were finally about to pass me without recognition!"

The speaker was a friend of Austen's and an acquaintance of St. Albans. .' His name was Barbsly, he had traveled a good deal, and seemed to have brought home the vices of the different countries he had visited.

He was a handsome man of the Machia a a Dark, with pointed black moustache, large black eyes, low forehead, and thin lips with an habitual sneer ever upon them. ,.

Horace Austen shook hands with him, and replied: "We were arguing about a young lady we saw at -e Countess of Argand's last night St. Albans is such a lady-killer that he seems to imagine he has only to look at a girl, and she is immediately won. I was maintaining that this young lady would prove an exception to the rule." "Perhaps Captain St. Albans argues from experience," observed Barbsly with his usual satirical smile. "But may I enquire who the young lady in question is?" "Miss Carlton," replied Ansten "one of the finest girls in London."

A Blight change passed across Barbsly's countenance, but he regained his composure so rapidly that neither of his companions noticed it. "I am acquainted with' the young lady you have been speaking about," said he quickly, "and I am of your opinion, Austen, that in spite of his well known successes among the fair sex, he is boasting of what he would find beyond his strength." CV "I was not boasting at all*" remarked St. Albans quietly, "I merely observed that I thought Miss Carlton was constituted very much like other young ladies." "In what respect "In that any decent-looking man, who chose to take the trouble, could win her," answered St. Albans. '& "You are wrong, St. Albans," exclaimed Barbsly, who had turned round and was now Walking with the two friends '*you are wrong, I can assure you. I have known Miss Carlton for some time, and she iB utterly without heart." "Do you think so?" asked the guardsman negligently. "I am sure of it," replied Barbsly, in for him a somewhat excited manner "and, what is more, I will back my opinion for five hundred—a thousand—any sum you like." "It is scarcely a thing I care for betting about," answered St. Albans. "What, have you changed your mind?" cried Barbsly. "I thought so!" "I have not altered my opinion in the least," answered St. Albans "but when I was at Eton it was not considered good form to bet about women perhaps they have different ideas where you have been traveling. Where is it—Africa, South America, or Japan 1"

For a moment Barbsly clenched his teeth, and a lurid light shone in his eyes, but by a violent effort he succeeded in dismissing his emotion, and replied with a low mocking laugh: "That's a very good excuse, St. Albans, but it won't hold water. You can't pretend to think that anything that occurred between us in confidence would ever be divulged. Whenever a man contradicts or differs from me, I always like him to back his opinion, unless, indeed, he has conscientious scruples but you are not a Quaker, Captain St. Albans, are you "Ha, ha, ha!" laughed Austen. "Take his bet, Harry. It is only a bit of fun, of course, and will never be known beyond ourselves." "I don't like it," said St. Albansi^U "Will you retract your opinion then!" "No, I'll be hanged if I do," replied the guardsman. "I'll take your wager. How much shall it bet" "Whatever you like." "Say five hundred pounds, then." "All right," agreed Barbsly, pulling out a little betting-book, and making a note. ••And what length of time will you take to bring this haughty young lady down to her bearings "Shall we say three months?" "Oh, you had better take until Christmas," answered the other "it will give you more chance and you will require all that time—and a year or two longer." "Just as you like," said St. Albans careleasly. "Then it Btands as follows," exclaimed Barbsly, looking at his book: "Captain 8t. Albans bets Marcus Barbsly five hundred rounds that he will win Isabel Carlton within the space of six months dated the 13th of June, 18—" "That will do," replied the guardsman listlessly then turning round he added: "We are going down St.

James's-street

which way are you traveling?" This hint was too plain to be resisted. Barbsly colored deeply, and was about to make a mark, but controlling himself he remarked: 3- (T "I am going straight on." Bye-bye." "Why did you get rid of Barbsly like that enqu^ ,4Mten

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were alone. 4 &'H "Because the fellow is such a consummate cad," answered St. Albans. "I never could bear the man. but after this after-'

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noon's business, 1 dislike him more than, *ver." "What has he doner asked Austen. ^Why, your own common sense ought to tell you.^Vesponded the guardsman, who was inopS pat oat than his friend had* ever seen him.

the first place he had

no right, as a gentleman—which he is supposed to be—to offer to bet about Isabel Carlton and then seeing that I did not care about It, it was a most ill-bred thing far him to force the wager npan me in the manner in which he didf* "But if yoa didn't like it," inquired Aasten, "why did you accept it!"

Because I'm a fool,** answered eyes, and golden hair, her little nose bans curtly. "No, Harry, you are not a fool," observed Austen but "Look here, old man," interrupted his friend, "let us drop the subject please. I am sick of it, and for two pins I'd send the fellow his money and scratch the bet.'' v„

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After this Austen held his peace, and they continued to walk on in silence. They had just arrived at the end of the street, and were about to cross over, when a sudden exclamation from his friend drew St. Albans attention to an old' gentleman who was standing nearly in the centre of the roadway.

Owing to a levee that was being held at

Then catching sight of Austen, whom he had not noticed before, owing to his excitement, he exclaimed: "Ah, Austen, my young friend, I am glad to see you. Doubly glad because you can do me the favor of introducing me to this gentleman." "With pleasure, general," replied Austen. "Allow me to introduce you: General Carlton, Captain St. Albans—Captain c. Albans. General Carlton." "More than pleased, sir, to make your acquaintance," cried the general, "and a very lucky acquaintance for me. And now what are you young gentlemen going to do this evening? If you are not engaged, must come and dine with me." •Only too happy," answered St. Albans. "Very good. Then I shall depend upon you," said the old gentleman. "Seven sharp! You can show your friend the way, Austen. Until then good-bye."

A hearty shake of the hand and they parted the old general gr tg in one direction, and the two frien in the other. "What a carious coincidence," exclaimed St. Albans. "I might have waited for' five years if I had tried for such a thing." "Deuced strange," said Ansten. "Bye-the-bye, you never told me you were on familiar terms with the family," continued the guardsman, "or even that you knew the old gentleman." "You didn't give me an opportunity," replied Austen, coloring slightly "you shut a fellow up so that he has no chance to say half he wants to." "I say, old man," said St. Albans in a low deep voice, and looking searcliingly

The motion was agreed to, and carried. After which came a game of billiards, and then they adjourned to their chambers in order to dress for dinner.

It was about a quarter to seven as they alighted from their hansom at the general's door, and as they were going up the steps the general himself drove up.

They entered together, and Carlton

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said: •Gome upstairs, m* boy, and let me introduce my daughter to the man who saved my life."

the palace, St. James's-street was crowded for half a minute, and then I saw a cab with vehicles of all descriptions from the charging down upon me, as bai-d as the humble hansom to the dashing drag. man could drive I couldn't get out of

In the midst of this crowd of carriages the way, and I gave myBelf up for lo the old gentleman was standing, leaning Suddenly Captain St. Albans dashed upon a stick. among the vehicles, laid bold of

He had succeeded in crossing half over, horse, forced him back, and got me saf and then, hemmed in on every side, he

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was unable either to advance or retreat. manage that, St. Albans? Upon "By heavens!" exclaimed Austen, "he

will be knocked down and run over.*' mind, here I am, safe and sound, and As he spoke the old gentleman was

standing erect, eyeing the approaching Uhe gentleman who fay^d .your poor vehicles defiantly. father's life." ,, At this moment a handsom cab dashed The general quitted the room, and I round the corner at full speed, the driver whipping up his animal to renewed speed.

In an instant St. Albans took in the scene. Before a warning could possibly be given or understood, the cab would have passed over the prostrate body of the old man.

Without the slightest hesitation St, Albans sprang into the road. Pushing past the horses' heads, dodging some and bending under others, he threw himself in front of the helpless old man.

The next moment the hansom was upon them. With a grasp of iron St. Albans seized the horse's reins close by the bit.

Then exerting his immense strength, he forced, ^he^ animal back upon his haunches. ••!-.•

The cabman now commenced to be abusive, but, fortunately, a policeman made his appearance, and St. Albans was enabled to land the old gentleman with safety upon the pavement. "My dear sir," he exclaimed, holdibg out both his hands, "you have saved my life! What more can I say I I was all through the Crimean campaign, and witnessed some gallant actions, but I never saw anything to beat your pluck and promptitude of action!" I "My dear sir, pray don't mention it," replied St. Albans, "I only stopped a horse." "And lucky for me you were there to stop it, or I shouldn't be standing here now," answered the old man.

They entered the drawing-room where iwo yoong ladies were seated. Isabel Carlton and her con sin, Luey Meredith.

Isabel Carlton was a magnificent brunette, with very large eyes, gorgeous hair, and a dear pale complexion.

Her form was most voluptuously moulded, and her features were as regular and as perfect as though tbey bad been cut from marble. Lucy Meredith, on the contrary, was a blonde, petite, with blae

trifle "tip-tilted," as the Poet Laureate expresses it, and innocent mischief lurking in every dimple. There was nothing regular in her countenance, and yet the tout ensemble made a charming face. "Oh, papa," cried Isabel, rising as her father came in, "what has made yoa so late? We were getting quite anxious!" "You may well have felt anxious, my dear," replied the general. "For if it had not been for this gentleman I should never have returned alive." "What do you mearif papa?" gashed Isabel, looking from one to the other as though to ascertain the signification of her father's words. "I don't understand." "Why, my dear, I was in the middle of St. James's-street, crossing over, tfben my gouty foot gave me a reminder. I waited

the pavement. By-the-bye, how

believe you carried me. Ne

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run away and dress, while you tha

bel advanced toward our hero. Fixing her beautiful eyes upon and placing her handB in his, she claimed: "Captain 6t. Albans, it is impossible thank you adequately for the service have rendered me! But believe feel it deeply, and shall never forget it long as I live. I am very grateful, grateful in fact than though you saved my life. For if I had gone it woi not have mattered, if poor dear papa

Here she broke down, and with a stil sob burst into tears, and hastily left apartment.

Meanwhile Austen bad been speak to Miss Meredith, and when the guar man was left alene, he exclaimed: "Come here, Harry, and allow me to troduce you to Miss Lucy Meredith. & Meredith, this is Captain 8t. Albans, hero of the evening, and——" "Horace," interrupted St. Albans, shall have to break your neck for "Pray don't do that," answered Aus' "for if you do, there will be nobody to talk to Miss Meredith." "For Miss Meredith's sake, then, I'll you off this time," said the. captain, don't do it again." "Upon my woi-d, Captain St. Albans, you seem determined to put us all under obligations," said Lucy Meredith with a merry smile "not content with saving uncle's life, and overcoming Bella with gratitude, you allow Mr. Austen to live for my sake, thus making me your debtor also." "I would do far more than that to make you my debtor, Miss Meredith," replied St. Albans, bowing low and in this strain the conversation was carried on for some minutes.

At the end of this time the general and Isabel re-entered the room together, shortly after which dinner was announced. "If you'll take Bella, St. Albans," said the general, "and you march with Lucy, Austen, I'll bring up the rear." "I am sorry I was the cause of discomposing you so," remarked the captain as they were going dowpstairs. "Don't mention it, Captain St. Albans," answered Isabel "on the contrary, ought to apologize to you for the unceremonious manner in which I left you. But my tears were tears of gladness, not sorrow, and this I can assure you is day I shall not forget for very many years to come, if I ever do."

They now entered the dining-room, St Albans being seated on the general's right hand, and opposite to Isabel.

As soon as the fish had been, served, the general observed:

at him as he spoke "there's nothing be- general. "I cannot understand how fel-

tween you and this girl, is there? If so, for Heaven's sake, speak out. and Barbsly and his bet may all go to the deuce together for what I care!" "No, indeed, Harry," answered Ansten. "She cares no more for me than she does for you. I admire her, of course, as anyone would who had the slightest perception of the beautiful, but she certainly does not return my admiration." "That is all right then," remarked St. Albans. "Now let us go in and have a brandy-and-soda."

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"Excuse me asking, St. Albans, bat what regiment do you belong tor j.... "The Guards, sir," replied our hero. "Humph! Then I suppoee you have not yet seen any service t" "Not yet, general," answered St. Albans, "but I hope to." "That's right, my boy! That's right!" "I am getting very tired of this bumdrum round of amusements, mingled with a little mounting guard and an occasional field-day and sham-fight." "I should think you were," cried the

lows, who wish to be considered men, put up with it year after year." "Simply because they have nothing manly in their nature," replied Isabel, the color rising to her cheeks as she spoke. "I really think that the most detestable sight in the world is what we call a feather-bed soldier. All that is manly about him is his moustache, and all that is soldierly is his sword." "Oh, come, my dear," cried her frther, "I think you area little too hard on the poor fellows. Remember that some of these same 'feather-bed soldiers', as yoa term them, have proved themselves men, and good men too, more than once" "Never mind, uncle," said Lucy Meredith. "That is Isabel's sole point, you know. I do believe, if she had her way, she would make all the men go out and fight, as some of those horrid savage tribes do abroad." 7? —...sdi

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"And what would you do, Lucy," inquired Isabel, "keep them all at home to assist in winding wool?"

There wsis evidently a hiddfeib allusion in thi% for Lucy colored np to the roots of her hair, and the subject of- conversation waschaaged.A 4PT

The gentlemen did not sit long after the ladies bad left them. One bottle of particular wine that the general only permitted to b» drank on high days and holidays, a Trichinopoly cheroot, and they adjourned to the draw-ing-room. "Now, girls, let us have some music," cried the old gentleman. "Yoa don't know what an aviary of singing birds I have," he continued, turning to St. Albans. "I call Isabel my canary, and Lucy my linnet, and when their voices are combined in a duet, I would not give a snap of the fingers to hear any prima donna in the world."

Lucy commenced with a sweet pathetic ballad, well suited to her soft voice, and St. Albans took the opportunity of seating himself beside Isabel.

hope, Miss Carlton," he observed in a low voice, "that the remarks yoa made at the dinner-table respecting military men serving at home were not aimed particularly at me?" "At you, Captain St. Albans!" cried Isabel with a pained look. "Far from it, and I hope you have not thought so for an instant." "I am very glad to bear that," answered the captain, "because I aspire to a Bomewhat higher position in your estimation than that of a feather-bed soldier." "Dear Captain St. Albans," cried Isabel earnestly, "pray do not mention that again. You were far from my thoughts, I can assure you, when I made that remark. Besides, have you not shown us to-day what your are made of?" "Pray do not allude to that," said Captain St. Albans, half petulantly. "I must say," went on Isabel, not noticing the interruption, "that for your own sake I wish you had a better opportunity of showing what you really are, than you are ever likely to have in your present regiment." "I cannot say how grateful I am, Miss Carlton," replied St. Albans, "for the interest you exhibit, and perhaps the day may come, and before long, when it wilt bear fruit."

Isabel was now requested by her father to sing a favorite song of his, and then the cousins sang a duet. j!

The gentlemen now rose to take their leave. "Remember this, my boy," said the' general as he shook St. Albans by the hand, "you will be welcome here at any time. Bat wait a minute, that 'is a general invitation, which they say is none at all. Now I always insist upon one quiet night a week, and the girls have chosen Thursday, and if you like to come again, you will always find your napkin laid for you and a hearty welcome behind it." "Good-night, Miss Carlton." I |r "Good-night, Captain St. Albans, and if

It is necessary, allow me to second papa's invitation. We shall always be glad to '~aee the one who saved his life." [The continuation of this story will be found in the succeeding issues of the

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