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"You know that is not the truth, Rut ledge," she said. "I cared to dance wity you, but I had given my promise. I was obliged to keep it, you know. in pot be angry with wo, Rutledge." "I could not help it." he answered tiushing hotly. "You must forgive me Nerlie. I hate myself for being surh a jealous simpleton. But, ah, I love you so well, Yerlie; and somehow, I am troubled with the harrowing thought tmat grows into a foreboding, almost that I may lose you. I shall never told absolutely sure ot you until we stand at the altar together. I have felt so wretch ed this past hour," Jue whispered, "I felt like killing myself, or doing something nite as desperate and reckless. I guild never.endure such an evening tr' He turned hastily at the sound of the sweet voice, as though he was astonished to tindSer there so near him: but. man- like, he had intended to turn around and walk straight back to her and take " seat by her side it she did not call him When he passed. He raised his eyes in apparent surprise. _ "Did you speak, Miss TerlieT' he asked, stiMy. _ "Yes, Rutledge," responded Terlie shyly. "\\ out you come more? 1-1 would like to talk to you." "1 thought you preferred talking Captain Lansing,” he answered. "‘ certainly seem to prefer dancing u him. I fear I may be de trop again, , erlie wished with all her heart that she could hare declined, just to 3310.19 Rutledge; but us she had no reasonablt excuse to offer, she placed her whit, hand on his arm and permitted him to Band her away. This encourage Captain Lansing won dertul'ly, and his hopes, which had beer. considerably below zero, commenced tr rise rapidly. She gave Rutledge a pleading look that said as plainly as two»; can speak: "You see I cannot help it." N, But Rutledge turned away, and wouh not understand that silent message; an/ to make matters worse, in his jealousy of his handsome rival he avoided Verlh for the next hour. Yet his gloomy eye: haunted her wherever she went. "It he is really to be as jealous a: this, what am I to do?" thought Ve1lie in dismay. "So much the better," declared Rut- ledge; but his satisfaction was mean into, for, raising his eyes. he saw ths captain, hurriedly approaching, his tact 'quite as calm as though nothing out ol the order of events had transpired. 'He frowned and bit his lip angrily upon seeing Rutledge Chester beside her He glanced at the lovely face aflanr, with color, and wondered what Rutledge had been saying to her that brought tln beautiful blushes to her dimpled cheeks and the brightness to her blue eyes. Am Yerlie, to hide her confusion, begun talk ing hastily to the young captain. "Then the sweet music bells of Scotland" waltz them. Verne gave one timid glance at Rut- ledire's face from under her golden lashes, and saw that it had grown som- bre, and the eyes that met hers wort gleaming with the jealousy he had pre dicted. She hesitated, and the captain asked, reproaehrully: e "tydivilshes to show me that she pre fers my society to my rival's," hc thought, deiightedly. _ “This is our waltz, Miss Sefton,' cried the captain, eagerly. "It was tht remembrance of this waltz which Tot had promised me that brought me back,' lie said, in a' low undertone. wJI-riiavé not refused,” she answered "It I make a promise, I am quite will ing to 'k'etit/' -- _ Twiqe she was quite alone, and tshs certainly thought Rutledge would sum the opportunity of coming to her; bu he did not. She would have given th world to have gone up to him and said Yet, when he passed by whore she sat without so much as glancing in he: direction, she co'uld not resist caning out, softly: "Why should I leave the field so com pletelg to my foe?” he asked himself fiercely. Still, "faint heart never yet won fair lady." He remembered Verlir had promised to waltz with him. Why not claim it in spite of till? With the impulsive captain, to think was to act. He turned on his heel and sauntered back into the grounds agrin searching eagerly amongr the merry chattering throng for Yerlie. At last he beheld her standing under a blossom ing magnolia tree. “You need not fear. Rutledge, my love I glo not care for the captain. I lovt youéonly you, dear. I have loved ym longm: and better than you ever line“ from {110 first moment we met." He had tied from the grounds in hot haste; but as he reached the urciust' gateway he experienced quite a revulsior of "fcelings. - "‘Hivei done aVnythi-ng, Yerlie--Mis t3ettpur-to cause you to refuse?" - "it you smile upon any one saw- my self I shall feel Lire taking you mm) from him instantly." he said. "I could not bear to see that kind of thing going on. I should long to rake your hand before them all, and say: 'she is mirry Flatter, woo, covet as much as you wiIl she is mine; you have, not the least chance of winning her.' I have tt spoon aversion' toward Captain Lansing. It you wish to‘please mo, Vorlio, do nut dance with him again to-night." "I think I may safely promise that for he left me in anger, as you came up you know. I am quite sure he has left the villa." "I am jealous, my darling, f cumrn help it," he declared, frankly. ".lml ousy runs in my blood. It is the cursc of the Clusters. It has always been a matter of life and death with them It caused duels bitter and fierce. 11:1 more, I must not frighten you, my darling." "You must trust me, Rutledge," 1'0 tumed Nerl'o, earnestly, "beetiltsit I mu betrothed to you. I cannot he rude ts others, now. can I?" It was his place to come to her. " uuld not go to him. l I ,. CHAPTER XVIII. TRF, RIVAL LH'I-1Rs. "The desire ot my heart is granted. vTrerlie," said Rutledge Chester, tenderly. "You have promised to be my bride. biti there.is one promise I must exact of you, and that is, that you will, from this time forth, discourage the attentions of Captain Lansing,” "You must not commence by being jealous of me," said Verne, with an ir tesistible pout of her l'oselmd lips. "l-. could not endure a jealous loveg." “Rutledge! an; , Mme m 9.iog £136.}! yyl preferred talking to he answered. "You prefer dancing with of the "Blue floated on; It My. magnum sari A moment later and the fall it a light tootstep, that .stiem.ed strangely familiar Here she could have a full view of the grounds and the merry revelers. She knew it was hazardous, daring to ven- ture here, Jest some one should see her and recognize her; but her intense long- ing to see Rutledge, remaining the while unseen herself, had overcomé prudence. Uldene was not near enough to dis- tiguish many of the faces. A great longing came to her to enter the grounds. She remembered there was a small wicket in the rear of the house; toward this she made her way, entered the grounds, and stole up the lilac walk to the rustic bench, quite hidden by the drooping branches and the dense sha- dows. “She would follow Rutledge there,' she told herself, "creep into the ground of the villa unobserved, and watch him: through the window." upon the earth, bathing the trees, the fhowers, and the white, winding: road in its silvery light. How tht golden stars glowed in tho, blue sky. The birds 11nd folded thoir Wings and sought their nests among the leafy branches; the flowers had folded tht dew-drops close to their hearts with the” tender petals, and were rockec: to sleep by the gentle night winds. Could she be the same croatm'o, changed so completely? The beautiful bride, Uldene, whom every one potted, worshipped and spoiled, and who was fairly idolized for her beauty and pretty, wilful ways? Now dead to the world-- a living lie--ffring like one accursed from him whom she loved better than life itself, lest the family doom should fall upon him whom she loved so well. At last an abrupt curve in the road brought her in sight ot the villa, and then she saw by the brilliantly illumin- ated grounds, the merry throngs, and the music, that a lawn fete was in pro- gross, which would, no doubt, end in a grand ball. Rutledge had come to the lawn futo. It hurt her heart a little-the thought that he could mingle in gay festivities while he believed her lying cold in death in the lonely graveyard. No doubt he came there to drown his sad thoughts for a btiet hour. Ah, yes! that must be it. She could not withstand the temptil tion. Uldeno passed slowly along the well remembered road, tears falling like ruin from her dark eyes. Ah! how often she had cantered ovor the same road, riding by Rutledge Chostor's side. How my and mseufe the world had looked to her than! No one saw the white, wistful tace peering in through the scroll-work ot the tall iron fence. She stood quite motionless, gnzinr with tedr-blindod oyOs after the rapidly disappearing conch. Poor Flame! in he? pitiful love for him, she could have kilo] down and kissed the cold pnvomout on») which his dear feet had passed. CHAPTER XXIX. t ”BE-MY BRIDE, “mun.” It was quite two miles to Ronwlcl; Villa. Uhlene, knew the road wen. SIN wouli have no couveyancq and under took the journey on foot. She had read that her husband wa', stopping at Willard's Hotel. and thither she bent her stops. Just as she Wli; abreast. of the entrance, two gentlmnm hurriedly passed her and entered l coach in waiting. One of thorn she re cognized in that fleeting glimpse as Rut ledge-her Rutledge. She did not cry out or utter any moan but her joy was so great at beholdin; hiT_that it made hor faint and dizzy. 1n the darkest .hour of Uldeno's lite those words came back to lutr--wlwn she found horsolf alone, tn0ndless nnd pcnniless, thrown upon her own re sources in'a cold. hard, pitiloss world. It was no easy task securing pupils with all her skill, and many a time Ill- dene was reduced to positive wtrnt---ehr had known every luxury, every pleasure When Uldenc picked up the morninp paper one any. and mad among the per sonals the return of Rutledge Chester and that he would spend a few week in Washington, she raised her face to tho smiling. sunlit heavens. crying out "To the Renwick Villa. A-iii/i/u, Number --," she hoard him say. In hard work alone she sought tr chwn the yearning cry of her soul for Rutledge. Oh, it she could but look upon him just once more, she could gt away forever, her heart at peace. How often she thought, of the pitiful litre; that seemed almost to have been writtm especially for "her: " cannot be so nour him without look ing on his face just once-Puls once Then I will go quietly away again. and live my lonely life out. My starved heart will be satisfied." Ah, yes! she remembered 7 ide plact well. 7 um...“ ()n this croutful evening a slim figure wearing a long dark traveling cloak, he] face concealed by tt thick veil, had step pm] off the southern express that ha sgemnod into the guy capital. It was beautiful, hapless UNI-no. “I um mad to come here," she mu: murod, brokouly, under her sobbing breath. "Hut I must we him! I mud look upon his face again. or die!" "It is two yours since that fatal rail way um‘idunt occurred in which he be hmwl I had lost any lrlisvruhle life. Ah would to Heaven that I had! "While he, my young husband, has been traveling abroad. sucking in mil to look calmly 1lp011 life without me how has it farvd with inc? "How I used to laugh in madnme. face at boarding-school when she “SOL _to say, 'It you are ever milled upon t battle with the world, Uldono, you ti) earn your bread by giving music Ics sons. Ah, child! you are a genius i Jug: The lovely blue eyes were raised WY p10achfully to Rutledgu‘s flushed, hand some face. Ah! it he only know what little cause he had for jealousy! He would never realize how dearly she lo'v:d him. He was to her what the sud i, to the flowers, the light of day to the earth. With him her life would be pur feet. Without him it would be a pitifui blank. music.' " "Only to see his face again, full of bounty and of gnu-v: One little prayer-His all I aslc-ouly b see Ihis face." twins me to see you kind to Captain Lan sing, why will you porsit in it, my darl ing?" - -. __.‘,..,‘ un;ul_\l‘ 1m How, brightly the moon shone dow1 hos mil "r WOULD FLND REST IN my: DArtswATErts," SHE MURMURED. Uldene crouched motionless among the swaying roses, like one tttrm ed to stone, looking and listening. In that moment the great, yearning love in its; tLeait £62.. slam; Its W33 WE The words fell like drops of molten load upon the breaking heart so near them. The swa.virur"figvno had sunk down among the sharp thorns and brambles, but she did not even feel the pain of them. The earth and sky seemed to meet above her; the leaves-ot the trees seemed to moan in the nightmund; the moon hid her sorrowful face in the white clouds. “Remember, Yerlie," Rutledge went on, pitilessly, "I have told you the exact truth as to how I happened to wed Ul- dene-uot but what I loved her well after she became my bride-but you, Verlio, were my first as well as my last love; but for that strange death- bed prayer, it is you whom I should have asked to become my bride." lt the hand of God had stricken beautiful, hapless Uldene dead, the wlnte face, upturned to the night skies, could not have been whiter. Rutledge believed himself quite alone with Verliephe could speak his thoughts freely now. "You avoid me purposely, Verlie, that I may not tell you what is in my heart. You must have read what I Wanted to say in my eyes, you cruel dear.” "0h, Rutledge!" breathed Verlie, shuddering, "I-I-r-ot bear to hour any more to-m'ght. It almost seems as though the spirit of Uldene comes bc- tween us. I almost think I ought not to listen to you. You belonged to her living-it almost seems that you belong to her even though she is dead.” "Veelie," he answered, gravely, "I arree with you. I belonged to Uldene while she lived, but the love of mortals blends into tender, devoted memory when one ortho other, whom God joined together in holy wedlock. dies. Heaven knows I did my duty, my whole duty, by my beautiful Ifldene. I gave her cilry thought of my J1csart-ury whole love. I have worn my lite out in griev- ing over her untimely fate. Now, be- cuuse Heaven has sent a balm to my sorely wounded heart, do, not seek to hurl it back into bitter despair again. It is our duty to forget a dark, sorrowful past, and try to live in, the brightness of-a future. I shall always love and reverence the memory of Uldene; but, because ot that, do not I implore you withhold your love from me, Veurlie; it would be unjust." She saw Verlie's fair, sweet face flush hotly in the bright white moonlight. She looked up at Rutledge with a smile, drawing in girlish, bashful contusion away from his outstretched arms, an- swering, confusedly: T, These' were {be human heart! Clearly, through the solemn stillnv‘ss of the summer night, the words fell from Rutledge Chester's lips upon the heart of the beautiful, solitary figure crouched among the tlowering shrubs. "Am I mad, or do I dream?" sobbed the wretched girl who watched these two, who wore so utterly oblivious of her Presence. have been searching everywhere for you. I am sure you ran away to avoid me." The girl crouching behind the fiowins irrg shrubs, which separated. her from these two, listened in wonder. His voice had never sounded like that when he addressed her. There was an under- current in it that puzzled her. His reply was like the shock of doom to the beautiful, hapless creature listen- ing to them bot? so intently. "You did not know that I wanted your, Oh, Vex-lie, what nonsense! ‘Is there a moment in my life that I do not want you. my darling?" What Verlie's answer was she never knew. She saw Rutledge clasp the little white hands he held fondly-bend his lla'ndsome head over them, and raise them to his lips tenderly. Before Uldeue could speak ogain, an- other step can)? swiftly down the gravel- 9d walk. With a quick motion Uldene drew back Hmong the dense shadows of the trees until he should pass. Ah, Heavens'. it was Rutledge Chestu; FL. was almost abreast of her now. She never knew how she restrained the mad impulse to cry out to him: “Rutledge! Rutledge! weep tor me no more. Mourn for me no longer, my lover. ‘1 nm here!" Oh, how her soul wont out to him! He had btrltshed the drooping branches of the trees carelessly aside with his hand as he passed them. He would nex'or know of the lonely figure that stood under them, passionately kissing the groom leaves his hand had touched. "I did not know ‘that you were search- ing for me-that you wanted me, But- ledge." She saw him join Karlie, but instead of passing on with a nod and a smile, or some gay word, he quietly drew the little white hand within his arm, ox- claiming in a glad voice: "Here you are, Verlie, darling. I The girl paused in startled, solemn wonder. "It must be only fancy," she 1nurm11r- e. halt aloud. "On this night,"0f all nights, the memory of Uldono haunts mc. Even the winds signing among the trees seem to whisper to mo with Ul- de's voice. Heaven grant it that it is Do sin to love him, oven though he be longed to Uldime first." A great longing swopt ovor her lone- ly, yearning heart to creep after Vomit). to fall on her knees before her, din: to the little white hands, and sob out to Verlie all her pitiful story-surely the saddest that was over locked in a young girl's breast. Uldene was silent for a moment. A bird tlew from its nest in the neaswst tree; a rabbit rustle-(l in the brushwoml; tho wind stirred some fallen loaves; the sound of the dance music in the distance died away in a low wail. She knew, too, how erlip must have grieved over her supposed death, retas- ing to be comforted. Oh, how Yer-lie would gather her in her. arms and weep over her as she told her pitcous story.' She would readily agree with her that Rutledge must be 1 cm her dead, although it was cruel, oh, so cruel, to break two hearts by keeping them asunder. "Verl'ey' cttlled Uldeno, softly. I ' 1 .vnic dul not hear the low vnico, so engrossed was she in her own tum 11- ous thoughts. How calm and placid Yorlie's sword face, crowned in its sheen of golden hair. looked in the white bright 111003" light. "Life would have beon so difrtrtvnt with both of us ot I had not cheated her out of her lover." thought Uldencv. with n sob. Still she know Vorlio lured 1wr so dearly she would have given her lover up to her, even at the cost ot breerliing her own heart. Ah, yes! Ul- dene knew that well. Poor, hapless Uldene--always a cron- lure of impulse-stole after Veylie as she passed the tlower-beds, the lilac and magnolia walks. Both. had crossed 1119 Mal-lighted park, and wow nearing the shadows of the trees but a few feet apart. “Verne!" she called again, more softly than before. "Am T mad, or do I dream?" she mur- mured, aghast. "It is-Velo., What can she be doing. more? I did not kurm' she knew Mrs. Ronwick!" CHAPTER XXX. words that broke a licate and dainty it was-like those of fortuno's favorites, who "neither toil nor spin." "I have a great horror of seeing a Young girl stand where you did, with such a. look on her faee," con- tinued Emily, "tor not very long ago I stood in the self-same place, eagerly watching my opportunity to plunge be am; 1tettr,,?,.r,t,rit,ih tall, Laws 393. gtt.thl _ “Thén come ivith me," said Emily, drawing the little white hand within her own. She was surprised to see how de- "You are very kind," said Uldene, gratefully. "I will go with you gladly. I was wondering a few moments before where I should find a lodging place, my Emily Lennox did not quite like the wild, despairing light in the dark eyes of the beautiful, sobbing you-11g girl she had found gazing breathlessly down into the smiling waters ot the deep flowing river. More than one young giarl this good angel (as those who knew her called her) had snatched {rem an untimely tate. She had expected she would have to persuade Uldene to accompany her, from this alluring spot; but to her surprise the young girl consented readily enough. -i21y means are so limitell,”wshe aided, fiutpiry painfully. Like a shadow Uldene flitted down the white moonlit road, never pausing until she found 'herself on the wharf that overlooked the river. "You say you were thin-king of where you could go for the night," said the gentle stranger. "Will you not come home with me? I am one of the bread- winners. My lodging is of the plainest, yet: I will share it, such as it is, with you tonight." It was no bitter sorrow to him that matters had turned out as they had, for it left him free to woo and win his first lore. The words of an old poem, even in that moment of acute sorrow, re- curred to her: " There was nothing-to do now but co out of his life quietly. It mattered little enough where She went. ' Silently she turned her beautiful face from all she had loved best on earth, and crept slowly out of the grounds and away trom the villa, without ousting one glance behind. How the sound of the light, gay dance music and the rippling laughter of merry, girlish voices tortured her! Would they laugh so gayly it they knew a heart so nem- them had broken to- night? she wondered vaguely. "Good-bye, lost love, whom I have leved so well!" she sobbed. "Good-bye, {ctr face, that has won him from awn my memory! I' shall never look on either of you again." "I am glad to hear it," returned her companion, "tor many a young girl with whom the world has gone wrong comes here for that purpoSe and no other." "Have you no home-ao mother?" asked the gentle stranger. Uldene burst into tears. "My mother died when I was a babe," she sobbed, "and my one cry to Heaven by night and by day since is---) did not God take me, too, when my young mother died? Life has been a cruel curse to me." Ah, no, she had never dreamed that his heart, having once been hers, would return to Verlio, his first love. Her future rnnttetid little enough to her now. she would go quietly away. Rutledge and Yorlio should never know she lived. He had not grieved for her untimely fate. _ As "the magnet, when not withheld by force," Rutledge Chester's heart had returned to Vex-lie again. "Down there I could find rostl" she murmured, piteously, clawing her tremb- ling hands close together, and gazing down into the limpid water like one fascinated by a subtle thought. "Whatever your sorrows may be, my poor child, do not contemplate that!" Uldene started back with a cry of dismay, and saw standing before her a young girl, neatly but poorly dressed, with an earnest, pale face, and large, dark, sad eyes. "I was not thinking of drowning my self," said Uldene, with a shudder. "I would not have such a sin on my soul as that-bitterly as I may have been tempted to do so." .“I was wondering, ’ns I stood here, where I had better go," said Uldene, wearily. The girl lay among the crushed golden- rods, with wide-open, horror-stricken eyes, looking the future full in the face. "How strange it was thotthe thought had never occurred to me of the pos- silyility of Rutledge ro-marrying, believ- ing himself tree," she moaned out, pitcously. _ A step among the bruslhwood startled her. _W!rat it some one passing that Why should happen to find her! What a terrible expose there would be. "Compulsion may a white detain The magnet from its accustomed course; But when not withheld by force It travels to the north again." 7 Ahl how peaceful it looked, reflecting the myriads of silver stars in its clear depths". Suddenly a hand was laid on her arm and R gentle voice murmured softly in her startled ear: "Oh, broken dream ot lovel-oh, dark future, without one gleam ot light!--. how was it "to ond? How cruelly Heaven hm] punished her for taking him from Verlie in that dark post. on, the pity of it! the pity of it! They must not find Ultlono there when they reached that spot again. Liko a hunted hare, Uhlone sprang: to her feet, hurrying through the pleasure grounds, through the arbor, and into the limirt of the grove that lay beyond. No human being: was near; but the birds were soon startled by the passion.- uto erios of a broken heart; cries that fell firmly and clearly orLthe soft, sweet air, and seemed to pierce the heavens; batter, passionate cries that took with them the burden of a most mrhappy scul. After In time they died awitt--the moans and sobs ended. "I was intensely sorry tor Ifldeno," he wont on, h11skily, "and through pity that marriage was consummated. In the after days I saw the folly of giving the hand whore the heart could never go. picture such grief as hers. It would have been a thousand times more merci- ful it Heaven, in its infiinite mercy, had let her die that night in the awful col- lision, then let her live to face this. The moon in all its rounds, looking down in its pure white light upon sin, suffering, pain and all .human Woes, never looked upon a sadder sight. “In my thoughts I go over the past time and time again,'" continued Rut- ledge Chester, slowly. "In the moment you and Uldene stood before me, my heart went out to you. Bountiful as L'ldone was, she was not the mate my heart craved. Imagine my intrnse sur- prise, Verlie, upon making the (lismvory, in an unexpoeted manner, that Tldene loved me. I was amazed. bewildered at the worshipful love a human heart had lavished upon one who had not sought it. "hlinee Heaven has severed the bonds that united me to Uldene, and I have again met you. I have begun to vealize that the sweet possibilities of life are not yet over for 1110. The happiest hour of my life will be the mcIment in which I call you mine, Yerlie, darling." They IlllFSPd on, arm in am). through the lilac grove, over the moonlit lawn, making a tdur of the circular path. The Widow’s Opinion. In one of the suburban towns near the capital lives a widow well endowed with worldly goods, whose husband, with a sort of posthumous jealousy, has guarded against her re-mapriage by ', providing that she shall lose all her property if ever she takes another hus- -\band. She has been receiving attentions .for several years from an elderly Grand iArmy of the Republic veteran. She has ( been very good to him too. Once when ihe'wanted to parade with his comrades she bought him an expensive blue suit , with brass buttons on it. He wanted to ,marry her, but the will of the selfish "lead man stood between. So after a I time he married somebody else. The f widow was broken hearted. She recalled 'the suit with the brass buttons. She recalled a hundred kindnesses shown {the old soldier. She btswailet1hhs peril. ldy to her friends As Emily listened she realized that the beautiful gill before her had a tragic love-story, as pitiful, perhaps, as her own which she had related; and Emily determined to bring this young girl and her lover together again, it it lay with- in human power, little dreaming fate it- self had set its soul of defiance against this. _ ' "Ohl hour I pity you!" Sohhod Uldene. "There is no pain in this world so great as the Turin the heart endures when one finds tho one whom we love has given his heart to another. Oh, poor girl! I can understand what you have suffered but too well. Death would have been welcome rather than face life after that with such a sword ranking in the heart." "I should like to hear. if the memory of it is not too painful," assented Ul- dene. readily. "Love drove me to it." replied Em'ly. t'alml.v-"love, that brings with it either a blessing or a curse to the hearts of wnnvn who indulge in its golden dreams. But, to the story: There was one whom I loved better than life itself. n fniv- haired. handsome los er, who had placed the letiothal ring on my finger, and m med the day I should be his bride. "One (lay a girl friend came to pay me a visit. She was as gay and hand- some as I was quiet and plain. I was not inclined to be jealous by nature, but when I introduced my lover to my lovely friend a pang like the bitterness of death smote through my heart as I saw with keen eyes the gaze of rapt admira- tion he bent on her. I saw all that hap- pened after as in a glass, darkly. You can guess the result. My friend won my lover from me, and on the eve they were wedded I crept out here to die, and end my woe. I thtng myself into the waterr with a bitter cry. Oh! I love] him better than life! I was saved, and I knew then my time had not yet come. God intended me to live and endure. I. was needed in this world. Slowly the thought came to me what duty Heaven had assigned to me. I afterwards re" alized it was to save young girls from the fate that had so nearly been mine. I passed this way from my work at night, and many a young girl I rescue from a suicides tate." " Why, tt said one of them, "what did you expect? He wanted a wife to make a home for him. You cou1dn't marry him. So why do you complain?" The widow wiped her eyes. " know I oouldn't marry him, " she said. "I didn't really want to marry him anyway, but, you see, it was such 3 heap of comfort to have . “and: The future dramatist _'7,iij:ifrFftrtiifiii7ii,i,t" to his dwelling-a. 111'attte,1i'l3rt1e-1iefiJ,il:si' attic in the poorest o1avteiyjEuthy town: Upon the table lay scattered: heaps of mam1soriptti-cirean's incursions in the realms of poetry'when the more prosaic duties of the day were over. Looking through them, his friend was astounded at their quality. "Why do you carry trunks and blacken boots when you can do work like this?" he asked. Richepin had never given the matter a thought; he had never deemed these products of idle hours worthy of publication. Pub- lished they were, however, in a very few weeks and created an immense sensation. From that moment Jean Richepin has never looked back. ---West. minister Gazette. For a brief moment Uldene forgot her own intense sorrow in listening to her companion. "Woudd you like to _ me to sueh rush full swing who had uttr pmrion's attention. bq we walk home." "r should like to he of it is not too pain done. warmly. which had naprowtd down to a grave for me." An interval of deep thought on the part of all followed, after which they went in silently to tmpper.-Brooklyn Citizen. "Why, nine, of course," replied, some one else. "There are nine muses, you know, and you talk of a nine days' wonder. Then you bowl at nine pins and a eat has nine lives" "Nonsenys," broke in another. “Seven is the magic number; seventh heaven, don't you know, and all that; seven colorsin the rainbow; seven days in the week; seventh son of th seventh tion-great fellow, and"-. A hard featured individual, who had been listening to the conversation hith- erto unmoved, here remarked in a harsh voice: “The magic number is No. 1 in this world, and it you want to succeed never forget it. " Jenn Biehepin's Career. The story of how he came to adopt a literary career is sufficiently picturesque. For some time he had picked up a pre- carious livelihood by doing "odd jobs," including such prosaic occupations as that of bootblack and casual porter on the Quai Marseilles One day he was engaged by a gentleman to carry to the railway station a. heavy trunk. Arrived at the station, there was an instant mutual recognition. They were old col. lege chants. "What are you doing here?" asked his friend. "Carrying your trunk, I believe, " said Jean. “Why do you do this?" “Because I must." " Where do you live?" “Come and see, tt replied RW1H9,ursaa,scsr-vcgssra,,z-s,, Fs, Rel! Magic Number. "I often hear of the magic number, " said some one. tt What number is it?" “Tusb, tash," remarked a. third. "1i1ivts's'the number, you mean. A man has five fingers on his hand and five toes on his foot, and he has tive senses, and"-- "Three is undoubtedly the magic number," interrupted another, "be, cause people give three cheers and Jonah was inside a whale three days and three nights, and if at first you don't succeed, try, try again---three times, you seel" This was received with _some con- tempt by the company, and a soulful youth gushed out: "Two, oh, two is the magic number. Oneself. and one other-the adored one! Just 115 two!” 1'ee.eEelgar,titag-'saIs old you like to hear what tempted snoh rush folly?" asked Emily, who had attracted hor com- S attention. "1 can tell Toll as (To Be Cortinued) L. D. 5. Royal College of Dental Surgeons. D. D. S. Toronto University '. I '. ' t I All branches of dentistry practised omce in Janzen’s Block, Berlin, over Smylh Bros'. More. Entrance between Fehrenbach’s saddlery and Stuebing'is grocery I ', : I 4 '. W. R. WILKINSON, Dentist. L D.S., Toronto, '92. D.D.S.. Philadelphia, 91. SPECIALTY I Preservation of natural teeth including mounting trrtifieial crowns on sound roots, and the insertion of gold bridges to sup- ly the place of missing te 9th withou} a. plate WERE; Camila: mach Rama. Emma ttt J. A. Hilliard J t a---,.-.)') DR. G. T. NEQKER, MEDALLIST 01" TO RONTO University, Licentiate of the Cot lege of Physicians, Surgeons and Accoucheu at Ontario. oii1ee--New residence, Albert street. Water? Mo. " short distance north of the late Dp Women's residence. N. B.-Mr. Reade will reside in] W aterloo and be in charge of the oitiiae Homeopathic Physician, - Barrister. Solicitor, Notary Public. Con veyancer. etc. u BABRISTERS AT LAW Solicitors in all the courts, Notaries and Conveyancers. Money to lend on Mortgages atlowea rates. offiee-ucoart House Beri COLQUHOUN & MCBRIDE, , Barriistmrsaolicitoins, Notaries, &c. Lttflee-Corner, King and Erb Streets, Water. loo, over old Post (mice. gMoney to loan at lowest rates of interest). and hammer: Comuaorm. A. B. 11(0an ALEX. MILLAR. 0.0. HARVEY J. Mars, B.C.L. Barristers. Solicitors, Notaries, etc. offlee: ,Upstairs Economical Block. King St., West. Berlin. DES. D. S. & a. II BOWLBY, PHYSICIANS, SURGEONS, ETC. Dr. D. S. Bowlby. Coroner for the Count Dr a, H. Bowlby treats diseases of the nee, throat and ear. PROFESSIONAL . . .CARDS. Toronto and wiiTGiG'"""""' WM w. M. READE, B. A. J. A, FERGUSON, B.A oiflceis ( 31 King street west, Toronto. Over Bl. Devitt'is store, Waterlo (MONEY TO LOAN,) "My wife was suffering from ‘fdrgadfnl cough We did not expect that she would long survive, but Mr. R. V. Royal,”deputy surveyor, happened to be stopping with us over night, amFhaving a bottle of. Ayer’s Cherry Pectoral with him, induced my wife to try this remedy. The result was .10 beueiitsial that she kept on taking it till she was cured.” R. S. HUMPHRIES, Salussy, Ga. " My little daughter was taken with a dis- tressing cough, which for three years defied all the remedies I tried. At length, on the urgent recommendation of a friend, I began to give her Ayer's Cherry Pectoral. After n§ing one bottle I found to my great sur- prise_that she was improving. Three bottle! completely cared her." J. A. GRAY, Trev. Saiesmn Wrought Iron Range thu St. Louis, He. (ltr/ri Fem are pot distinguished by any mark or sign from coughs that fail to be fatal. Any cough, neglected, may sap the strength and undermine the health until recovery is impossible. All coughs lead fo_h1ng trouble, if not stopped. 3 Ayers Cherry Fedora! "ttres Coughs. coughs f That MI Telephone communication AM» AW, sthtii,?tgt,tst 139m rate. ress ' on parallel pd J, o, Am co. bunks- I II. WEBB M D., . Coroner County of Waterloo. thtioe-At his residence on Erb street. Telephone ttNnmuniastion. (Money to loan.) oiriaw Killer’s Block, Wawroo Ont, E. P. CLEMENT. ’AMES C. HAIG HT IERGUSON & READE Barristers, iio1icitors, Notaries ma---“ ___, onnyeyancers, etc. OWLBY & CLEMENT DISEASES or EYE AND EAR TREATED. L. W. L. HILLIARD . . Licentiate ot the College of Physicians, Surgeons and A ccoucheurg of Ontario. {Residence and ofritse on King Street. Opposite Woolen Mills - Phone 210 105 King Street West, Berlin, Ont. W. H. Bowman M.A. LL.B., Q.C., County (51' awn Attorney K'R- _----,----, and Clerk of the Peso Bl VANS, L. R. C. P,, Ireland; M. D., C M. Trin Univ.; M. C. P. S. o. Licentiate of _Meiical Council, Great Britain. tspecialty-Diseases of Wo- men and Surgery. Calls day or night promp§ly tspswitreA. - - DR. McLEAN, Ayers tidtfwiaitishN Efock, Conestogo. Off1tx, and Residertee-John street MEDICAL. DENTAL. LEGAL. Such as Oil Painting, Paper Hangin , Kalsomining, Tint ng, em, news 1y executes. Church Decorating a specialty. Address care of B. Niergarth. Water!“ unexnhmu. First-class rigs and good reliable horses. Two and three seabed carnage: always“: readiness. All calla proxgiptlly attended to and charge moderate. 0 cc and Livery in rear of o Zimmerman House. Entrnnce on King street. next to Fischer'l butcher Show. us Who are about to leave sell/roll,, Public or High School, show not ovurlook the great advantage ot Practical Course of instruction at the 6th. Write or can it yoq are interested. Circulars Will visit Elmira Dunxe’s Block. the second Thursday and Friday and fourth Thuudny ml- 3:1de or r"* month (Thursday 1 pm. to 1111 Y .D-m. ODONTUNDER. For the painless Extraction of teeth The ofmye will he closed every Friday after- noon trom May lat to November lat, Waterloo Erb Street, opposite Market, WATERLOO EMIL F. BRAUN . DECORATOR. House and Sign Painter. And Shomhand Initial“ Fall Session will commence Tuesday. Sept. Kindly favor us with a. can and we shall he “eased to show you specimens and designs in onumentgs, Headstones ohm. and quote you figures for any style of work either in Guam or marble. Fins olassjwork guaranteed. L GEO. 80mm. Proprietor. All kinds ot conveyances oonstanhly on hand. Charges moderate. Stables in rear of the Com mercml Hotel. n Land Surveyor, Clvl Engineer and Draughtsman, Graduate of the Ontario School of Practical Science, and late assistant) to the York T'p Engineer on the construction ot Pub. ie Works, an the sub-alvision ot land: In the nburba of Toronto. 0tBee--Court House. Berlin. TD:R1ChirtrspT5.. Office in the Oddfellow’s Block. Waterloo. Ont. BUCKBERROUGH & co. Fire Accident and Life Insurance agents. representing the beat Stock and Mum Com- panies doing business in this Province. WATEBLoo Granite and Marble Works. ”Fancy Bread, Buns, Rolls, and Fancy Cakes always on hand. llousa and Sign Painter Fred G. Hughes D.D.S N IMON SNYDER b 'iiiiGr o Man-15%: Licenses. oftlee-At his Drug Store. Wu rloo. Geiger Vehicle Oiler Pat. '96. It's giving good satisfaction. BRESLAU CARR IAGE WORKS Sanderson's Bakery. P you have lost slaved one and desire to erect a. Ite1t tribute of emotion to the memory ot the spotted one. Brealau, . Ont. Waterloo, IIello There f T _ Opposite the Market square. An easy shave, a. stylish hair out a not. earn, an tsxhilirating shampoos ' wand tdldren a hair cum I -__‘ - "IBEuB’rvot'Ma" triage Licensee. offlmr-Potrt 05160. St: Juoobs. Ont, Cheap Harness John Straws, on}: L WIDEMAJSL IVERY AND EXCHANGE BTA,BLA'rtr Livery, Sale and Exchange Stables. DOEHLMAN'S BARBER SHOP. Charles N. Rockel R. J. W. HAGEY ERBERT 9. BOWMAN, Pgovmcm Brrcrcmiaraomtr_r, Guelph Business Gollege SHAEFEB BROS. w. A. KUMPF, VETERINARY SURGEUZ tttfits over J Uffelmann‘s Store ,erloo - Ontario. WELL! L. D. s. aw Wm, D. D. B., MISCELLAN EOUS DENTIST NowlIs THE Tum Iron king St. Waterloo. LIVERIES. in, MA RAND GEO. A. BRUCE JW ATERLOO Dmmms, WAnnnoo. and Paper Hanger - Ontario J. Sharp. walnut th"