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I K - SYNOPSIS. I Mrs. Keziah Coffin, supposed widow. Is I arranging to move from Trumet to Bos--1 ton, following the death of her brother, for whom she had kept house. Kyan Pepper, widower, offers marriage, ana Is | Indignantlv refused. Capt. Elkanah Dan- ! :els. leader of the Regular church, offers. Keziah a place as housekeeper for the I new minister, and she decides to remain I tn Trumet. Keziah takes charge of Rev. I John Ellery, the new minister, and gives i him advice as to ids conduct toward i members of the parish. Ellery causes a i sensation by attending a “Come-outer I meeting. Ellery’s presence is bitterly re- ■ tented by Eben Hammond, leader of the ' meeting. Grace apologizes for her , guardian and Ellery escorts her home in the rain. Capt. Nat •Hammond. Eben s son. becomes a hero by bringing the packet into port safely through fog and ■ storm. Ellery finds Keziah writing a let- . ter to some one. inclpsing money in response to a demand.: She is curiously ’ startled when informed of the arrival of Nat. Nat calls on Keziah, and it develops that they have; been lovers since ; youth. Daniels remonstrates with E..ery for attending “Come-outer” meeting. Ellery is caught by the': tide and is rescued I by" Nat. They become friends. Ellery meets Grace while walking in the fields. i and learns that she [Walks there every ■ Bunday. The clergyman takes dinner Sundays with the Daniels. Annabel, the captain's daughter, exerts hersel- to : make ah impression' on him. She no- | tices with vexation his desire to get sway every Sunday at a I certain time. She I watches him through a spy glass. Nat again importunes Keziah to marry him. He savs he has had a quarrel with his i father.' who Wants b|m to marry Grace. Ellery asks Grace to marry him. She confesses that she loves him, but sa V® she fears to displease her, guardian. Elke.nah Daniels tells Eben about the tueetings between Ellery and Grace. Eben declares he will make Grace choose between him and the preacher. Grace finds him in a faint, following the excitement of Elkanah’s visit. Uust before he dies Eben exacts a promise from Nat ana Grace that they will many. Keziah breaks the news to Ellery and later he received a note from Grace saying sne Is to marry Nat. and asking him not to try to see her again. Keziah tells the story of her own marriage with a man wno turned out to be a good-for-nothing, and who was reported t.o have been lost at sea. and of her love for Nat, whom she cannot marry because the husband is alive. Captain Nat sails for Manila to be gone two years. He says he and Grace have decided not to marry, until he returns. Nat Is overdue, and it is feared that he has been lost at se *- Keziah gets a letter from her husband saying he Is coming back. Grace goes on a visit to relatives of the Hammonds. - A vessel living distress signals Is discovered off the coast. Ellery goes with party to board the vessel. A man is found suffering from smallpox, the rest of the crew having deserted. 'He is taken to an abandoned shack on shore and Ellery helps nurse him. Before he dies It Is discovered that he is Kezlah’s husband. Ellery. left alone in quarantine. Is found wandering in a delirious condition by Grace. She takes him back to the shanty and sands f'ji* help. Keziah Grace nurse Ellery, who is suffering brain fever. The doctor and Keziah spread a report that Grace and Ellery aye engaged. News eqmes that Nat has arrived safely in Boston. The story of the wreck of Nat’s vessel comes out and • home-coming is arranged. Nat falls to appear. Keziah intercepts Nat on his homeward journey ana tells him of Grace’s love for Ellery. Ho releases Gra.ee from her promise to him. ' CHAPTER XlX.—(Continued.) “What’s the matter?" asked the oaptain. Ellery did not answer. He read the note through and then, without a word, handed It to his friend. The note was as follows: “Dear John: “I am going away, as I told you I would if he came. He is coming. Tuesday I got a letter from him. It was written at Kingston, Jamaica, almost three months ago. I can’t think why I haven’t got it sooner, but suppose it was given to some one to mail and forgotten. In It he said he was tired of going to sea and was coming home to me. I had money, he •aid, and we could get along. He had shipped aboard a brig bound for Savannah, and from there he was going to try for a berth on a Boston-bound vessel. So I am going away and not coming back. I could not stand the disgrace and I could not se© him. You and Grace won’t need me any more now. Don’t worry about me. I cafi always earn a living while I have my strength. Please don’t worry. If he comes tell him I have gone you do not know where. That will be true, for you don’t. I hope you will be very happy. I do hope so. Oh, John, you don’t know how I hato to do this, but I must. Don’t tell Nat. He would do something terrible to him if he came, and Nat knew. Just say I have been called away and may be back some time. Perhaps I may. Love to all. Good-by. Yours truly, , “KEZIAH COFFIN.” The captain stared at the note. Then he threw It to the floor and started for the door. Th© minister sprang from his chair und called to him. “Nat,” he cried. “Nat! Stop! where •re you going?” “Goin’?” he growled. “Goin 1 ? I’m goin’ to find her, first of all. Then I’m cornin’ back to wait for him.” “But you won’t have to wait. He’ll never come, lie’s dead.” j “Dead? Dead? By ch© everlastin’! this has been too much for you, I ought to have known it. Fll send the doctor here right off. I can’t stay myself. I’ve get go. But ” ! “Listen! listen io me! Ansel Coffin Is dead, I tell you. I know it. I kn?w all about it. That was what I wanted to see you about. Did Keziah teU you of the San Joso and th© sailor who died of smpllpox in this very building? In that room there?” “Yes' John, you ” “I’m not raving. It’s the truth. That sailor was Ansel Coffin. I watched with him and an© night, th© night before he died, he spoke Kezlah’s name. He spoke of New Bedford and of Trumet and of her, over and over again. ' I was ejtre who he was then, bat I called in Ebenezer Capen, who uvod to know Coffin In New Bedford. And he him. Nat, as sure u you and I ane here this minute, An~el Coffisi, Aunt Kezlah’s husband, la buried it. tlte Trumet cemetery.” > CHAPTER XX. tn Which Kr. Stone Washes His Hands. Mr. Abrtoe Stone, of Stone & Bark|r. marine Butfitters and ship chan-

dlers, with a place of Business on Commercial street in Boston, and a bank account which commanded respect throughout the city, was feeling rather irritable and out of sorts. •Poor relations are always a nuisance. Mr. Stone had “washed his hands” of his cousin, Keziah Coffin, or thought he had. After her brother Solomon died she had written to him, asking him to find her a position of Some kind in Boston. “I don't want money, f don’t want charity,” wrote Keziah. “What I want is work. Can you get it for me, Abner? I write because father used to tell of what you said to him about gratitude and how you would never rest until you had done something in return for what he did for you.” Captain Ben Hall’s kindness was th© one thing Mr. Stone forgot when he said no one had ever helped him. He disliked to be reminded of it. It was a long while ago and the captain was dead. However, being reminded, he • had called upon a friend in the tailor- ; ing line and had obtained for Keziah the place of sewing woman. She decided to become housekeeper at the Trumet parsonage and so notified him. Then he washed his hands of her. ' i But now he was compelled to soil them again. Keziah had appeared at his office, without warning, and demanded ihat he find her a position. “Demanded” was the proper word. Certainly she had not begged. She seemed to feel that her demand was right and proper, and his acceding to it the least he could do. “What a fine place you’ve got here, Abner!” she said, inspecting the office and store. “I declare it’s finer than the one you had when you first went into business, afore you failed. I wish father could have lived to see It. He’d have realized that his judgment was good, even though his Investment wasn’t.” Captain Hall had in that first business, the one which failed. Mr. Stone changed the subject. Later in the day he again sought his friend,, the tailor, and Keziah was Installed in :he loft of the latter’s Washington street shop, beside the other women and girls who sewed and sewed from seven in the morning until’ six at night. Mr. Stone had left her there and come away, feeling that an unpleasant matter was disposed of. He had made some Inquiries as to where she intended staying, even added a half-hearted invitation to dinner that evening at hl» home. But she declined. “No, thank you, Abner,” she said, “I’m goin’ to find a boardin’ place and I’d just as soon nobody knew where I was for the present. And there’s one thing I want to ask you: don’t tell a soul lam here. Not a soul. If anyone should come askin’ for me, don’t give 'em any satisfaction. I’ll tell you why some day, perhaps. I can’t now.” This was what troubled Mr. Stoat as he sat in his office. Why should this woman wish to have her whereabouts kept a secret? There was a reason for this, of course. Was it a respectable reason, or the other'kind? If the latter, his own name might be associated with the scandal. He wished, for the fiftieth time, that there were no poor relations. A boy came into the office. “There is some one here to see you, Mr. Stone.” he said.“Who is it?” “I don’t know, sir. Looks like a seafaring man, a sea captain, I should say—but be won’t give his name. Says it’s important and nobody but you’ll do.” “Humph! All right. Tell him to wait. I’ll be out iff a minute.” Sea captains and ship owners were Stone & Barker’s best customers. The senior partner emerged from the of- ■ fice with a smile on his face. “Ah!" he said, extending his hand. “Glad to see you, Captaln-±er ” • “Hammond,” replied the visitor. “Same to you, Mr. Stone.” “Fin© weather for this time of year.” “Fine enough, Mr. Stone.” “Well, Captain Hammond, what can we do for you? Going to sail soon?” “Not right away. Just made port, lesa’n a week ago. Home looks good tp me, for a spell, anyhow.” “So? Yes, I have no doubt. Let me see—where is your home, captain? I should remember, of course, but “Don’t know why you should. This is my first trip in your latitude, I guess. My home’s at Trumet.” “Trumet?” Mr. Stone’s tone changed. “Yes. Trunjet, down on the Cape. Ever been there? Wo think it’s about as good a place as there is.” “Hu-u-m! Trumet? Well, Captain Hammond, you wished to see me, I understand.” “Yes. Fact is, Mr. Stone, I want to ask you where I can find Mrs. Keziah Coffin. She’s a relation of yours, I b’lieve, and she's come to -Boston lately. Only yesterday or the day afore. Can you tell me where she is?” “Why do you wish to see her?” “Oh, for reasons, personal ones. She’s a friend of mine." “I see. No, captain, I can’t tell you where she is. Good morning.” Captain Nat was greatly disappointed. “Hold on there, just a minute,” he begged. “This is important, you un« derstar.d, Mr. Stone. I’m mighty anxious to find Kezi —Mrs. Coffin. We thought, some of her friends and I, that most likely you’d know 'where •he was. Can’t you give us any help at alt? Hasn’t she been here?”

“Good morning, Captain Hammond. Tou must excuse me, I’m busy.” He went into the office and closed the door. Captain Nat rubbed his forehead desperately. He had been almost sure that Abner Stone would put him on Keziah’s track. Graefe'had thought so, too. She remembered what the housekeeper had told concerning her Boston cousin and how the latter had found employment for her when she contemplated leaving Trumet, after her brother’s death. Grace believed that Keziah would go to him at once. Nat walked to the door and stood there, trying to think what to do next. A smart young person, wearing a conspicuous suit of clothes, aided and abetted by a vivid waistcoat and a pair of youthful but promising side whiskers, camo briskly along the sidewalk and stopped in front of him. “Well, sir?” observed this person, with cheerful condescension. “Anything I can do for you?” t Captain Nat turned his gaze upon the side whiskers and the waistcoat. •'Hey?” he queried. “I say, is there anything I can do for you?” The ■ captain shook his head. “No-oo,” he drawled dryly, “I’m afraid not, son. 1 admit that don't seem scarcely possible, but I am afraid it’s so.” “Looking for something in our line, was you?” “Well, I don’t know. What might be on jour line —clothes?” The bewhiskered one drew himself up. “I am connected with Stone & Barker,” he said sharply. “And, seeing you standing in our doorway, I thought possibly ” “Yes, yes. Beg your pardon. I'm sure. No, I don't want to buy anything. I come to see Mr. Stone on a personal matter.” “He's bffgy, I suppose.’* “So he says.” The young man smiled with serene satisfaction. “Ilm not surprised.” he observed complacently. “We are a busy house, Mr. —er ” “Hammond's my name. Are you Mr. Barker?” “No-o, my naeo L* Prince.” "So? Silent partner Bi the firm, hey?” “No-o, not exactly.” Mr. Prince was slightly embarrassed. “No, I am a—a salesman —at present. Was the matter you wished to see Mr. Stone about a very private one?” “Middlin’.” “Well, I asked because Mr. Stone is a busy man and we like to save him all the —the ——” “Trouble you can, hey? That’s nlc© of you, you must save him a lot, Mr —er —King, was it?” “No. Prince.” “Sure and sartln’, Prince, of course. I knew ’twas connected with the royal family. Well, Mr. Prince. I’m afraid even you can’t help me nor him out this time. I’m lookin’ up a friend of mine, a widow lady from down the Cape. She’s a relation of Mr. Stone’s, and she’s come to Boston during the last day or so. I thought likely he might know where she was, that’s all. That would be a little out of your latitude, hey?” “I don’t know. Her m » wasn’t Coffin, was it?” Captain Nat started. “It certainly was,” he answered eagerly. “How’d you know that?” Mr. Prince’s complacence was superb. "Oh,” he answered with condescension, “Mr. Stone trusts me with a good many of his personal affairs.” "I should think likely he would. But about Mrs. Coffin? You was goin’ to say?*’ “She is with James Hallett & Co., the tailors, on Washington street. Mr. Btone found a place for her there, I believe. I—er —er—superintended the carrying of her valise and— What?” “Nothin’, nothin’. Hum! Hallett A an SB '1 rr bhß MWKwW jMfIA TOyfj ray 7 X L | / “Listen! Listen to Me! Ansel Coffin Is Dead.” Co., tailors? What number Washln’ton street did you say?” Mr. Prine© gave th© number. “Thank you a lot,” said Captain Nat, with fervor. “Good-by, Mr. Prince. Hope the next time I come you’ll b© in the firm Good day, sir.” "Good day. Nothing else I can do? And you won’t wait for Mr. Stone? Very good. Is there anj* message for him that you would like to leave?” “Hey?” Nat had started to go, but now h© paused and turned. There was a grim twinkle in his' eye. “Message?” he repeated. “Why, ye-es, I don’t know but there is. You just give Mr. Stone Cap’n Hammond’s compliments and tell him I’m lookin’ forward to interviewin’ him some time. Just tell him' that, will you?” "I’ll tell him. Glad to have met you. Captain Hammond.” In the workshop of Hallet & Co., Keziah sat sewing busily. The window near her was closed, stuck fast, and through the dingy panes she could see only roofs and chimneys. The other women and girls near her chatted and laughed, but she was sident. She did not feel like talking, certainly not like laughing. The garment she was at work ob was a coat, a wedding coat, so the foreman had told her, with a smile; she must be very particular. The narrow stairway leading up.to the workshop ended in a little boxed-in room where the finished garments were hung to •wait the final pressing. From be-

hind the closed door of this room, came the sound of voices, apparently in heated argument. One of these voices was that of Larry, the errand boy. Larry was speaking shrilly and with emphasis. The other voice was lower in kej' and the words were inaudible. “No, sir, you "an’t,” declared Larry. “You can't, I tell you. The boss don’t let nobodj’ in ther.e and— Hold on! Hold on!” The other voice made a short but evidently earnest answer. Larry again expostulated. The workers looked up from their sewing. The door opened and Larrj- appeared, flushed and ex- ; cited. Where’s Mr. Upham?” he' demand- I ed. “Mr. Upham!” Upham was the foreman of the i workroom. At the moment he was I downstairs in conversation with the i head of the house. A half dozen gave : this information. "What’s the matter? Who is it” j asked several. “I don’t know who ’tls. It’s a man and he’s crazy, I think. I told him • he couldn’t come in here, but he just keeps a’comin’. He wants to see somebody named Coffin and there ain’t no . Coffins here.” Keziah’s nearest neighbor leaned j toward her. ‘‘l guess it’s somebodj’ to see you,” j she said. “Your name is Coffin, ain’t it?” “No, no. That is, it can't be anybod>’ to see me. I .don’t want to see | anybody. Te}l him so, whoever it is . I can't see anybody. I —Nat!” “Keziah,” be said, “come here. I : want you. I’ll tell you why in a minute. Come!” (TO BE CONTINUED.) riEED OF CARPETS FOR ROADS ■ English Expert Recommends Use of j an “Elastic Skin” on the Highways. A lecture was recently delivered by | a member of the board before the j Royal Institute of London on "Th© Road—Past, Present and Future,” ac ■ cording to Consular and Trade Reporta. The lecturer said the problem ; was to find the best mode by which a road should be constructed so that its surface be broken by traffic, so that the transit might be easier for both passengers and goods, a road which would form neither . pv.ddl® holes nor exude mud from vehicles and create no dust when the weather • was dry. One thing was universally recog- ‘ nized, that the road of the future . should be a truly bound road in which, whatever kind of stone was used, the stone should be held together so that it would form a crust. The lecturer suggested that what he called a carpet or an elastic skin should be adopted as the covering. The carpet, he thought, should be made of bituminous material mixed with sand and placed on the roads in various thicknesses, according to the nature of the traffic. It should go on in liquid form, solidifying quickly, but always remaining resilient and compressible, and so integrating with the crust of the surface below. The advantage of such a carpet, it was said, would be to permanently protect the crust, and, just as a carpet on the floor softens the step, so would this carpet for the roads silence the noise and reduce the shock of rolling vehicles. It was admitted that the original cost of a road so laid would be more than that of a mud bound road, but spreading the cost over a series of years it would p'robablj' not be so great, since the crust of the road itself would not have to be renewed. Sadly Disillusioned. A certain young man of tender heart has lost his faith in mankind. Some years ago he did a favor for a friend, who, to show his appreciation, presented him with a pipe of meerschaum persuasion, wonderfully and marvelously wrought and bearing date of a hundred years before. The young man treasured this pipe, which was to him a masterpiece. And whenever the blue smoke, curled upward from its bowl his heart swelled with the thought of th© generosity and goodness of the human race, for he had been told when the pipe was handed to him that a pawnbroker would advanes three dollars on it, thus proving it to be worth at least a ten-spot. Doing favors, he thought, surely furnished recompense. And then one day he broke the stem. He took it to a tobacconlat with whom he was well acquainted and asked to hav© it mended, “it’s such a treasure,” he explained. “Notice the work on it and the date.” The tobacconist smiled. “My boy,” he re- ■ marked, “they turn these out by the barrel and sell them for ten cents. Nawab Sultan Jahan 3egam. Ho, ye women suffragists! Did you , ever hear of Bhopal, Bhopal in the land of the Hindus? Bhopal Is a native province of India, ruled by its own princely family. It is one of the most flourishing and most enlightened of all the native states. Time was when its inhabitants, who were warlike, bad little time for anything but fighting the Marathas and other fierce tribes by whom they were surround e: Then came old Nawab Eikander Begam—a woman ruler-r-and everything was changed. The arts of war made way for the arts of peace. She was succeeded on the throne by a daughter and she in turn by the woman whose emphonious name heads this editorial. The influence of these three women rulers has been beyond estimate. Bhopal has been at peace. Her people have dev loped their and their arts. They have flourished and poverty has been decreased. Hurrah for Jahan Begum! Long may she reign!—Albany Times-Union. Polish WornSn Barrister. Mlle. Miropolsky is the best known of th© women barristers of France. She is of Polish origin, but was born in Paris. She took her degree in philosophy at the age of 16, was admitted to the bar five years ago, and won her first case before she wa» twenty-one. Children’s courts and the divorce court she considers as suitable fields for the woman advocate, and she has specialized in cases affecting women,

I MISTAKE BY GEN. STONEMAN Failed to Follow Instructions From Gen. Sherman Regarding Release of Andersonville Prisoners. i Some time since some one asked I ■ the question why Gen. sKerman. aft- i er he captured Atlanta, did not send a i force and release the prisoners at : I Macon and Andersonville. Your an- ' i swer was that Hood's army was be- ! i tween Atlanta and Macon. A very. . i potent reason. About the Ist of Aug- i ' ust, 1864, the prisoners at those two j ■ places could have been released had . i specific and mandatory orders been j obeyed, writes Alexander Esckel of • ’ Knoxville, Tenn., in the National 1 Tribune. In July, 1864, Gen. Sherman plan- i i ned two expeditions, which, had they i i been bsxpted out acording to the orig- ; Inal plan, would have accomplished [ that much desired object. He dli rected Gen. Stoneman to take about i 7,000 cavalry and move from Deca- : tur on the left of Atlanta, his objec- ' j live tieing Lovejoy Station, on the ■ Georgia Central railroad. At the : i same time he directed Gen. McCook : to take his division of caiavry and I Col. Harrison's brigade and move t ! from Palmette, a station on the At- ; lanta & West Point railroad, his obi jective also being Lovejoy, where he i I was to meet Gon. Stoneman. His i force numbered about 3,500 cavalry. Col. Harrison’s cavalry was to be : • taken as a reserve, as he had just re- i ! turned from a very successful raid j i into Alabama under Gen. Rousseau. ' i where they had destroyed about 35 . | miles of the Montgomery. & West ' i Point railroad. I ; Gen. Sherman had called both < I Gens. Stoneman and McCook to his . I headquarters, and had given them • personal instructions what he expected of each of them. .Before leaving ' th© headquarters Gen. Stoneman re- j quested of Gen. Sherman the privi- ’ lege of going to Macon and Andersonvills and releasing the prisoners. Re- • luctantly he had granted his request. i but it was with the express understanding and instructions that he was j first to form a junction with Gen. MoI Cook at Lovejoy; then, if the thought i it advisable, he could make the attempt. Both moved simultaneous!)’ from the points designated on July 27. On the morning of the 28th Gen. McCook reached Lovejoy, where he found a considerable force of Wheeler’s cavalrj- interposed between him and the direction in which he was to expect Gen. Stoneman. He proceeded to destroy the railroad and telegraph wires as directed. alternately fighting Wheeler and doing his work of destruction. Here h© fought, worked and waited until about three o’clock. Gen. Stoneman, instead of going to Lovejoy, marched straight for Macon, and did not go within 20 miles of Lovejoy, and left Gen. t McCook to take care of himself. He succeeded in getting within a few miles of Macon, w here he met a superior force and was forced to surrender. Part of his force seeing th© futility of his movement refused to go further, and turned back and fought their way through, but with: considerable loss. Gen. McCook, deeming it unwise to wait any longer for Gen. Stoneman, started to return to his position In the line of investment of Atlanta, as directed. He succeeded in reaching his lines after a loss of about 500 of his men. Had Stoneman joined McCook as ordered, their combined forces would have amounted to about 10,000 veteran cavalry, and Gen. Stoneman, ranking officer, would jjave been in command. With this force he could have overwhelmed Wheeler and swept Jown both railroads and taken both Macon and Andersonville and released the prisoners. Had he done this, he would have saved thousands of brave men from untimely graves. The Recall. An old Irishwoman selling pies on the outskirts of the camp back of Alexandria, Va., saw a prospective purchaser approaching, and, seeing him put his hand in his pocket, said: “May th’ blessln’-of God follow ye.” But when the soldier pulled out his jack-knife and began to whittle she i Immediately % added, “an’ niver overtake ye.” That Was an Easy One. “Air yez good at ’rithmetic, Moike?" asked Paddj’ one day at the camp of the 64th N. Y. at Fredericksburg. “I am,” said Mike. "Well, if th’ paymaster kem aroun’ an’ ye had tin dollars and Oi axed ye to lind me th’ loan av foive, how much would yez have left?” “Tin dollars,” said Mike with emphasis. Why He Did It. A recruit was once brought up for breaking Into camp; that is, sneaking through the picket line. “But, Murphy,” said the officer, “though you were late, you should tiave come to' the picket and given th© countersign and entered' like a solIler.” “Please, your honor,” said Murphy, •I was afraid of waking the sintry.” It, Also, Talks. Hush money is sure to blab, soon- - er or later. Her Thought. Patience—l see a patent has been granted for an appliance to attach to a hammock to prevent a woman from falling out Patience —Wonder if it looks anything like a man’s arm? 4 Something Unusual. First Scout —Great Scott -whoever cooked this meal?” Camp Scout —Why, what’s the matter with It? First Scout—Nothing—that's why Fxa asking. 4- '

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