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â€" RMZ CHI ‘ANCY Me in such a dress." She threw back her curly head and laughed. ‘‘I have half a mind to try it on and see, just for fun, how I wWomld look in it," she cried, under her breath. ‘‘What an idea,‘" she said ? hersel!, laughing and blushing ; Of all the fine dresses I have ever 2‘. I m thought of putting one "It would look so much better on me,"" she thought, holdi: 5 the rabe &t arm‘s length from her. and gazing at it in rapt admiration room wi i a little frown. ‘"How mean it is that such a cross hateful old maid as MNiss Kirkwood san wear such lovely dresses, while 1 have to wear calicoes,‘‘ sighed Helâ€" ena. ‘‘Agnes has seen her and says she is very homely. I am so young, and. #o gay, while Miss Kirkwood must be twentyâ€"five if she is a day.‘"‘ To a young _girl of seventcen, . five andâ€"twenty seems old, indeed "It is just my hoifgh(v:v“ she . cried. *"Oh, only fancy me in such a dress.‘" + ClR a 7 4 o . *Thank Sir; 1 would have : :i’. c # ?llm’wuw you," se SR w 3 out of the arms + 1 NE TICIfESS 0 "ae e P ‘ 1 believe you would,"‘ admitted se 'bnmâ€"lln as he noticed 8 * e % her bl and growing confusion. nscfi s ‘‘Your strap causedâ€"itâ€"â€"it has . beâ€" meron come loosened, You will permit me 3k * % to fasten it ?" And while Helena stitched away, she fell to imagining _ the gorgeous scenes amid which this pink silk partyâ€"dress would be worn, and then she look~! around her own attic Et NOe ce css Faster and faster flew the little white finzers among . the glittering erystal pearls and soft billowy laces. The darkness drew on apace, and Helena lighted the lamp, placed it upon the windowâ€"sill, quite forgetâ€" ting to draw down the curtain and sat down to her work again. Helena tripped to the door, fastenâ€" ed it, then resumed her seat. She caught up her pink spool and was sonn stitching busily away again. Faster and faster flew the little white finzers among . the glittering Bobstandictndlok loute CUCE T Agnes kissed â€" the sweet rosebud movuth of her sister, then turned and left the room with a heavy heart, whose dark, dread impressions . she could not shake off. ‘"Oh, fiddlesticks," laughed Helena; ‘‘don‘t worry about me, I shall do very well all alone by myself. I‘ll sew on Miss Kirkwood‘s pink dress until I finjsh it, then creep straight into my bed yonder, and sleep soundâ€" ly until I hear your wellâ€"known tap on the door.‘" CA may be gone until midnight, Helena," she said, ‘it is quite a distance to Harlem and buck, especâ€" iully when you have to walk. . Be sure and lock the door after me and let no one in.‘ _ "What a dear old goose you are, Agnes," â€" laughed Helena., merrily. ‘"Lock the door indeed! One would imagine you were afraid of robbers paying us a visit in the fourth story back room of a New Â¥York tenement. They enter only mansions where jewâ€" els are to be found." *‘You are a jewel, Helena, darling, similed Agnes gravely, ‘"and I should not care to have them steal you ; so be sure and fasten the door as soon as I leave." Agnes smiled. How ridiculors it was to talk about love or marriage to a girl who had never had a lover. "I may be gone until midnight, wÂ¥ Â¥ 200C 1 1 ena, whue 1 aim away," she said, laying her thin white hand on her Simiec‘s curly head, "‘toâ€"day may be t.e turning point in our lives. If I only could get that position as govâ€" erness that is advertised in the ‘Sun,‘ perbaps they might allow me to bring you with me, darling. You are so bright and beautiful, Helena dear,‘" she continued, with a sigh, "if you were where poope could see you, your face would win you a noble lover, you would marry‘ well, and have a home of jour own. It‘s hard for girls to be breadâ€"winners." "Just fancy a rir! of seventcen marâ€" rying," cried ieleua, with a rollickâ€" ing laugh; "why, I wouldn‘t marry a king, no. not T." â€" on t, limena, don t, dear,". said Agnes, turning away with a heavy sigch; "our good luck must be all to coure,"" she added, tying on her modâ€" est little dark hat and looking anxâ€" jously out into the deepening gloamâ€" ing. *Â¥\ ou must not feel donely, Helâ€" eug, while 1 am awar.‘" she said. money . we makes me hare hert olu inaid, dress fine whte sou ‘Mt won‘t be dark for hali an hour yet, Agnes," she said, briskly, and I must sew these sced pearl Howers on Just as fast as I can, or Miss Kirkâ€" wood‘s pertyâ€"dress won‘t be ready for her by toâ€"morrow.‘ "Ard how tesviliy she will scold," repiied Agnes Heathcliit, shuddering and turning pale; "sle said that it must be finisked by toâ€"morrow noon, and Miss Kirkwood is so severe." A brown head running over with short rings oi glossy curls raised itâ€" self from the folus _ of shitnmering pink silk over which it had been bent. Helena Meathciiff tilted back in her chair with a gay little laugh, and looked up at her elder sisier. l ou could see by the waning light that they were both young, and the younger a mere sirl; one glance at their surroundin; and â€" you could We‘l judge that their daily bread deâ€" pended upon their industry. One threcâ€"andâ€"Lweuty and the other seven~ teen. Work, work, work, ‘Till the brain begins to swim, \Work, work, work, _ ‘Till the eyes are heavy and dim. Feam, and gustet, and bandâ€" Band and gusset and seam, Till over the buttons I fall asleep And sew theim on in a dreu:. â€"Hood. ‘‘Helena, darling,"" called a gentle voice ifrom the shadows of an inner room, "put up that dress, dear, do; it‘s gelting too late to sew a moâ€" ment longer, _ you will spoil your preity brown eves.‘" Bhe erosscd the meagerly furnished ropin hurriedly, as she spoke, and l.n_.m:d heavily over hersister‘s chair. was such an innocent pleasureâ€" ®â€"Was the real harm ? and unâ€" her own dress it was soon At her feet in a dark heap, and Helena breathlessl alipped on gilk robe. It I{M her slim, figure exactly. sedate, _ quict Agnes, how would be i#f she know CHAPTER I BY LAURA JEAN LIBBEY *Miss Middieton‘s Lover," "A Forbidden Marriâ€" th dh-mw.'mnfium fowers seemed to whirl around her, she lost her balance and would have lallen with a . crash to 4B6 elippery ‘‘How I am enjoying myself," she thought with a gay little laugh. And at that moment, glancing up, she met the handsome stranger‘s . ayes bent admiringly upon her, and she turned nd‘:y away biushing. At that instant onc nf the strape | â€" She ted a silken scarft over her \ brown curls, and throwing a cloak : over the pink dress slipped noiselessâ€" ly down the rickety stairs and fairly i flew over the pavement. i As mhe reached the entrance gate, | a lady and gentleman who held senâ€" | son tickets for this very aristocratic ; and select affair descended from their | carriage, and Helena followed them | so closely that the ticketâ€"agent â€" alâ€" | lowed her to enter, under the impresâ€" 10 n PR RI. carnival ed, because the other ladies had done se, and that nod of recegmition, a}â€" though he knew it must have been a mistake, he turned to advantage With her Reart throbbing with exulâ€" tation. Helena was soon skimming over the polished floor. A hushed murmur of admiration ran through the vast throng as she swept past them ueder the glow of the lamps. The pink silk dress was tucked up to her bootâ€"topaeâ€"a bewitching, pretâ€" ty skating lengthâ€"and the clustered pearls glimmering over the surface of rose pink like a silvery sheen caught the dazzling light in myriads of sparâ€" kles whichever way she turned. ‘How wondrously beautiful! how lovely!"" was the cry that went up from lip to lip, and in an instant Helena was voted the gueen of the "u abs Sols Semmitt | _ Young girls are always thoughtless ; and act on the inpulse of the moment ‘ alas, who can blame them, and hold | them so strictly accountable for their acts of girlish mischief? | | "*Yes. I will go."" she éried, with a | beating heart, "I will never leok so nice again. I will take half an hour of my lifeâ€"time and enjoy myself. T‘ll | be more than careful of this dress," | she promised herselt. A gentleman, tall and broadâ€"shoulâ€" dered, with a Saxon face, handsome and winning, a thick fair mustache, and short erisp light bair, the same to whom Helena had innocently bowâ€" On this, the opening night of the carnival, the use of the skates was free to the patrons of the rink, and Helena was soon equipped. For a moment she stood looking on quite lost in bewilderment, while a gentleâ€" man standing not five vards distant from her regarded her with an amusâ€" ed smile. exampl oo en t t sion that she had come with them Oh, if there are guardian angels hovering over us, why did not Helâ€" ena‘s plead with her to _ Stay â€" her steps, and there would ‘have been one less broken heart and wrecked young life. ening night of the mid: dress carnival at the fa lerâ€"skating rink on the UTess carnival at the fashionable rolâ€" lerâ€"skating rink on the next block. Helena caught her breath with â€" a cry of delight. "I wish I were going inâ€"just for a few moments to enjoy it too,"" she cried, "to skate among the gay crowd and be happy." Then with a look of disa ppointmentâ€" ‘‘Why shouldn‘t I?" and she burst into a fit of soft laughter. moment, or coul) see me," ilaughed [l'h'cnn. ‘‘"how \she would stare . in { speechless horror. I shall never dare "How I wish people could see me nowâ€"just for one little minute,"" she thought; "‘It can not be very wrong to wish that.‘ Pretty, thoughtless, Helena‘s vanâ€" ity was toucked, and the longing grew; the very spirit of mischief, folly or fate seemed to inspire the longing in her girlisn heart and pave a way to its execution. "How lovely girls are when they are dressedâ€"up," she said regret{fully "and such a positive fright as I am in my checked calico! Oh, my, who would have thought it ." A‘ that moment a bewildering crash of music floated up to Helena from &n adjacert block mingled with gay voices. In a moment she rememberâ€" ed what was going on. ‘The hand~ bills and posters all over the city were ablaze with it. It was the opâ€" ening night of the midsummer fancy P AperenieiiieabeD OOE NO tinbbnttinih s 1CCCZ ®NUTC F0 and iro upon trim and dainty parlor skates. wi she thought, and crossing . which was Helena Heathclifi caught her breath with a long cry as the full force of her perilous position burst upon her bewiidered senses. She arept up the stairs and stood panting beiore the door. It . was partly ajar, and through the slight apening she could plainly see . Miss Kirkwood, _ and beside her stood Mark Forrester, the artist, with a look of impatience on his handsome blonde face. Helena‘s, heart aimost ceased beat~ ing. She dared not enter. Like one dazed, she listened to the words that fell from Miss Kirkwood‘s haughty "% bave been hastily summoned trom _ the city to atteond a friend‘s Then the world would know that, in borrowed plumes, she had purchasâ€" ed a few hours‘ plensure by a terriâ€" ble act of girlish folly. A cry of terror broke from her white lips; the beantiful pink _ silk party dress was literally ruined. Miss Kirkwood‘s rage wonld know no bounds, and Agnesâ€"poor, patient Agnesâ€"would die of grief when she beheld It. Ab, what should she do? Miss Kirkwood could not kill her for what she nad done, but she could do far worseâ€"she could throw her into prison _ before the mornine‘s lieht" A coach stood before the door must have preceded her. Helena Heathcliff stood still in the pouring rain and looked down at the dress by the light of the flickering gasâ€"lamp. A pouring rain had commenced falâ€" ling, yet Helena flew on, her heart beating with fright, and hecdiess that it was Miss Kirkwood‘s pink â€" silk dress she was exposing to the pitiâ€" less storm. Her one thought was to get back before Agnes returned from Harlem. A coach whirled rapidly past her: but she never glanced up. At â€" fast _ she reached her humble ledgings, and found Agnes‘s drooping ferm _ plainly outlined against the wirdew curtain, and she could see another _ figure there gesticulating fercely. Burely _ it must be Miss Kirkwood‘s. With a low cry and a startled, disâ€" mayed face, she tore her white hands from _ Mr. _ Forrester‘s clasp, and dashed wildly out into the darkness of the night, beedless of cloak . or ‘It is a young lady w corted here; she does not name is Miss Kirkwood." Pssn oog e ennttttn at us from amonge the spectatora?‘* asked Helena, innocently, pointing to & haughty blonde who was watching them keenly. T It was now Mark Forrester‘s turn to fush guiltily and confusedly, â€" as he answered evasively, and with a touch _ of bitter annoyance in his ies Ahes Antcain she added, thoughtlessly. ‘‘You came hereâ€"by yourself?‘* he echoed, _ aghast, then suddenly | his blue eves grow more earnest, and he said, hopefully: ‘‘Surely you . will not find it in your heart to send me away from you so soon?" And he clasped the little fluttering hand drawing her among the gay revelere again. The _ fashfonable throng had comâ€" menced thinning out Jong since, but in the enjoyment of the witching lichts and the music ‘‘Too long she stayedâ€"forgive the crime; Unconscious flew the hours. Heedless falle the foot of time Tha: only treads on flowers!** Helena laughed gayly. ‘"I have no one but myself to please," she anâ€" awered, her face dimpling over with blushes, ‘for I came here by myself," she added. thoughtleaslv ‘‘Your _ handkerchief is marked ‘Helena,‘ *‘ he said, still smiling, as he pointed to the little bit of camâ€" bric she held in her hand. "You wil} at least‘admit that,"" he said, and she only smiled coyly up into his face. "If your relatives would not obâ€" ject I should like to go around the rink _ just once more.‘" he pleaded anxiously, loath to lose her. Helena â€" shook her curls roguishly. ""I can not tell you who I am, Mr. Forrester,‘" she said; ‘"please don‘t ask me." ‘‘Won‘t you exchange cards with me?" â€" smiled â€" Forrester, who had had made good use of the few mioâ€" ments they were making the round of the rink. ‘‘Mark Forrester, Artist, No.â€" Broadway.‘* ‘‘Won‘t you give me your address," he pleaded, "I am going to ask your relatives the great favor of allowing you to sit to me for a picture I am painting for the Academy. I have been looking for years for my ideal face and have never found itâ€"until toâ€"night.‘‘ Helena took the card he profiered her and read the name: On some pretext he managed to casually remark that he was an artâ€" ist, and would be pleased to have Heilena visit his studio and look over his paintings. ‘‘Of course you can‘t understand why,‘‘ faltered Helena, blushing unâ€" easily, and looking down confusedly and guiltily at her borrowed plumes. ‘‘She is berwixly some l:i::h'â€"n-mn" daughter,"" he thought, glancing at the pink silk dress. *‘Why?"‘ asked. her'c‘:(;mpanion. I don‘t understand why that should be said Helena shook her head. "I will never be able to come to another carâ€" nival,‘"" she said, ruefully. ‘*No, indeed,‘"‘ declared Helena with truthful frankness; "I have never had on any kind of skates before, but I always thought 1 could manage them If I watched the other girls.‘" ‘"You will learm very soon.‘‘ he again.*‘ ‘"I suppose you are most used to ite skates,‘"" continued her companion for waut of something to say, "rolâ€" ler skating seems a little strange." ~‘*These skates are too large; you ought to have had & size to fit Cinâ€" derelia,‘‘ he sdid, as he arranged the refractory strap. ‘"‘Will you go around the rink with me, just once?‘ . he pleaded; still smiling, ‘1 can tell Ql.nuit"ubuuylomoyyon ber blushing and growing confusion. ‘‘Your strap causedâ€"itâ€"â€"it has . beâ€" come loosened. You wil} permit me “lfi hdf“r' bending his head wan, so near h"l?uh white hands that CHAPTER IJ young lady frowning lady whom I esâ€" form iz his arias. ; 1 would have skate; her It She had searrcly proceeded a dozen btocks ere she came face to face with Mark _ Forrester, her companion at the carnival. * ()nly those who know what ‘"‘disâ€" charged"‘ means can pity poot Helâ€" ena. Only those who have had a page of just such _ aw experience in their own prst lives can understand what Helena sufered, and an anewerâ€" ing chord will thrill in their Kearte For two long years her Argus evcs bad heen on the watch to discover some flaw in Helena‘s work . which would afford her a fitting excuse for discharging her. She was jealous of her deft fingers and pretty ways. and _ was heartily tired of hearing Mme. Hort‘s customer‘s remark, as they stepped in‘n the back room to try on their dresscs: ‘"‘What a lovely young _ girl? Who is she?" nodding toward Helena, ‘"‘What shall 1 do?"" she groaned, pressing her hands acainst her hot, throbbing temples. ‘"‘Discharged, â€" no food at home, and not a dollar to pay the fent that falls due so soon Oh, what shall T do*? How ecan 1 tell poor, _ pationt, waiting Agnes what has happened?" she moaned., the hot, sealding tears fairly blindâ€" ing her. Faisly _ dazed with pain, Helena staggered from the workâ€"room â€" and out into the street. + _ ‘‘There was guilt in your actions last night as you dashed by us. We all remarked it,"" she wont on, heartâ€" lessly. ""And now imy auspicions are coniirmed by your insolent | falsoâ€" hood. _ IIl, indeed! You are . digâ€" charged, Miss Heathcliff," she conâ€" tinued _ abruptly. ‘‘There‘s _ five dollars and sixty cen‘s on your book due you. We shall keep it back unâ€" til Miss Kirkwood‘s pink dress is returned to us. It will take you a week longer . to finish it, I preâ€" sume?"" The forewoman turned away ing. Helena shrunk back with a _ low ery . and a startled, dismaved face. No answer came from the girl‘s white lips. _ The foraivoman turned upon. her with the rapidity of lightning, hor eves fairly blazing with wrath. **You _ lie, girl""" she cried, fairly quivering with rage. "It is falso, I say! You were not ill last night How dare you stand before me and tell me that when 1 saw you myself dashing past ime in the rain at eleven o‘clock last night? ‘Two of the salesladies were with me. We all recognized you.‘"‘ ‘"‘Do you dare aony t‘his, Whl>irss Heathclif?" demanded _ the forewoâ€" cur again.‘" X"I know I am late, madame," said Helena, vainly trying to keep back her tears; "but I trust you will exâ€" She took out her watch and looked at it doliberalelyr. as she spoke: cuse me this time. I was ill all night. My sister Agnes sat up with me. I promise you it will not ocâ€" ‘‘Never _ mind hanging up your things, Miss Heathcliff. Please step this way to the desk with me,"" she said, icily. Helena‘s _ beart sunk within her. She â€" could see, by the grim, relentâ€" less face, that something was amiss. Had anyone who knew her seen her at the carnival, and in the pink silk dross, too? Helena nearly fainted at the thought. She crossed _ the room nervously and proceeded to divest Rerself . of her hat and jersey, and was aboat to hang thein ap in their accustomed place, when the forewoman strode angrily up to Helena and tapped her insolently upon the shoulder. Helena‘s _ beart sunk within her. *‘There was _ such a handsome young gentleman with her,‘" continâ€" ued Agnes. ‘‘Ah!"" she said, drawing back as she saw Helena‘s wide, dark, starâ€" ing eyes fixed upon her. "I ought not to have come in, dear, and awakâ€" ened you. Just as 1 came up â€" the stairs, five minutes ago, I met no less a personage than Miss Kirkwood,. I let myself in with my latchâ€"key, so that you would not have to come to the door in your gown, for there was a gentleman with her. Miss Kirkâ€" wood wants her pink silk altered, beâ€" cause she saw one that looked like it _ somewhere. Of course we will get extra pay for doing it," said Agnes. ‘"You are to take the dress down to Madame Hoyt‘s in the mornâ€" ing and give her that message,"* She wondered why Helena‘s face grew so deadly pale, and when she fAung her arms sp tightly about her with sach a bitter sob. With a heart beating almost to suffocation, Helena drew back among the impenetrabie shadows until they passed her, and, as her sister Agnes preceded ber visitors, lamp in hand, to light them down to the first landing, Helena fairly flew into her room, . unfastened the ruined robe, hid it away, and slipped into bed. But not a moment too soon, . for she had scarcely setticd her head upon the pillow ere Agnes gently opened the door, tipâ€"toeing into her room. ‘‘Never immind about it toâ€"night. J will send the directions to Madame Hoyt, your employer, in the course of a week," responded Miss Kirkâ€" wood. "I will tell her,‘"‘ replied Agnes. Helena heard the rustling of Miss Kirkwood‘s silken skirts as she apâ€" proached the door, followed by the quick, ringing tread of Mr. Forresâ€" "I will bring out the dreas you can tell me what you : changed,"" said Agnes, quictly. Oh, if she could but cry out to nes to slay ber sicps! to make the changes.‘* Her _ sister‘s reply almost took Helena‘s breath eway. ‘*I will bring out the dreas and you _ can loli me what you wish toâ€"night that must have been* 1 # mmuâ€"m-«u@= which I had chosen mine. Bo you must _ tell your employer, Madame Hoyt, she must pot exhibit my bail~ dress until it has hoen completely at [__ 1 mm e mmee. 97 C T alions made it making for me, can bhave a woeok longer loy scowlâ€" days, the q@aint bedstead het rocking chair, had go You _ must pay Four ront before nightfall, or out of this h0use you go, bag and baggage!" The long, beantiful mirror ‘that had _ been Agnes‘s pride in Byâ€"gone Yes, she w ena, her darli less, friendless cles of the bi Two days ena stands ga erly furnished lady _ had ; rafe, her last "°5, she was dead, leaving Helâ€" ena, her darling and her fdol, homeâ€" less, friendless, and alope to the merâ€" cles of the bitter world. ©MTCOr her nevermore, With a Jow, startied ory _ Helena glanced up into the still white face and the glazed ayes that flashed no look of recognition upon her, Then a piercing shrigk ran through the lonely attic room. ‘‘*Oh! Heaven pity me! Agnes is dead}‘* ens‘er her The _ thin, patioat face . w lifted from the toilâ€"worn han which it rested so heavily, an lips _ that | were wont â€" to . | words of consolation were /s ly silent now. No gentle hand was laid car ly on the bowed, curly head; ; der voice answered that piteu peal. Agnes Heathcliff‘s voice collect it. God pit, shall we say to her llnglady V\'ilâ€"h M es en it Helena. Swiftly crossing . the burst _ into a floud of t tlung herself at her sister bing out, brokeniy: "Oh! Agnes, dear, I ha discharged from work. knows what we will a. 20°S What we will d they will not par me v. me on the books: and cemit E9 Eon e en iny "It‘s you, is it, Miss Heathclif?* she said, planting herself directly beâ€" fore her. "‘I‘ve been on the watch for either â€" of you two sisters. _ I knocked at _ the door a dozen times, but there was no apswer: yes, when I looked through the kexâ€"hole, 1 saw your sister‘s hat and shawl on â€" a chair. It‘s a clever way to do, to keep out of sight on ventâ€"day; . but you can‘t | work that game on me. I‘ve been taken in that way before.‘"" "‘Agnes and I quite believed it was not due until _ toâ€"morrow,"" replied Helena, faint at heart, yet with an outward dignity. 71 will speak to iny sister about it, and come down and see you." Helena passed hor hurriedly, _ and tapped nervously upon â€" the door. There was no answer, and, as Helena always carried a 1:.tchâ€"key, she open~ «d the door and entered, when, . to her surprise, she saw her sister sitâ€" ie im e oo ce at o o ue Poor Agnes had been so disappointâ€" ed at not being able to obtain the position of governess at Harlem, and she would be doubly shocked _ wher Heleria told her she had been _ disâ€" charged from work. On the first landing she met their landlady, flushed and angry, and Helâ€" ena noticed | with â€" horror that she held a rent receipt in her hand, e uin Unocuen ing by the window with her esting on her hand, herâ€" gow?i "I ought not to have promised to go," thougli Helena, as she hurried toward her home. "I ought not to waste my time so."‘ f "‘I should be n‘ensed if she will come,"‘ said Miss Prudense, stiy And, to her intense arnoyance, and Mark‘s intense joy, Helena promised to come. ‘‘Prudence," he said, turning _ his eager eyes upon his sister, "‘add your entreaties to mine, and induce Nis Helena to come to me. for the firs sitting this affernoon. Â¥You know } am called away for three weeks, and start toâ€"morrow. I wou‘d be delimhtâ€" ed to muke a commencement before I go." And while Prudonce was planning how she could guard his heart, . the heart in question had slipped out of his keeping, and had gone out to Heâ€" lena with _ a â€" passionate love that frightencd even himselfâ€"a love that ends in a tragedy when the heart‘s idol is shattered and the loveâ€"dream broken; _ and standing there . beiore his pictures, he voived to himself that he would win Helena at whatever cost. tLists, like poets, are creatures of imâ€" pulse; when they see an ideal face, they succumb at once.‘" her sharp eyes noted Mark‘s flushed face and evident confusion. "I used to think that Mark was sensible; now I find that he is like all the rest. But he shall not lose his heart over her, if I can prevent it,"" she told herself, grimly. "I will save him from rushâ€" ing blindly to his ruin. She‘s cerâ€" tainly a workingâ€"girl. Mark must inarry an heiressâ€"it has been the dearest hope of my heart; but arâ€" ‘‘What fools make of selves over a prflm girk* thought, with growing disgust Mpdadies tb dllhads CC NR idly to hers. mE on it t asiasts h candcics. Ad And the experienced woman of the world read danger signals for Mark in the dark, velvety eyes raised timâ€" o _ days after the funeral, Helâ€" stands @gnzing naround the meagâ€" Mhbo(ronmwhhhm __had just left in a towering _her last words ringing in Helâ€" "‘She has a beuatiful face for that picture,"" was Miss Prudence‘s mental comment; ‘‘but just as sure as fate Mark will lose his head over her; he is acting foolishly already .‘ She did Helena shrunk back from the cold, pitiless gray eyes bent so critically upon her, and she almost wished she had not come. 3 iePhedo Butrediinect mubinutt His sympathetit voice touched her. Yes; she would go and sce the picâ€" tures, and, in looking over them, she might forget her misfortunes for a few brief moments. Miss Prudence Forrester, the arâ€" tist‘s sister, a tall, thin, angular woman, was standing thoughtfully before one of her brother‘s paintings when the door suddenly o;ened â€"and he entered the studio with Hclena. *‘I have found my ideal again, Pruâ€" dence,"" he said, his fair face fAlushing as he went through the form of inâ€" troducing themn. it to sit for me. Will you come up to my studio and see the picture?‘ Helena reised her dark eyes to his face, and to his surprise, he saw traces of bitter tears in them. *Â¥ ou have been grieving over someâ€" thing, Miss Helena,‘‘ he said. "Ob, how I wish I might comsole you! Come to my studio. My sister is there; ::. will be delighted to show you my picture. I told her last night that I had seen a face at the carnival that realized my ideal, my dream, and I had asked the owner of Agnes, dear, I have just been ed from work. Heaven only vhat we will do pow, â€" for 1 not par me what is due the books: and I met _ our with the rent reccipt in her She says sho came here to «_ God pity us, Agnes! what not <ot face was not ilâ€" worn hand upon heavily, and the wont to breathe the â€" room, she oi tears as . she sister‘s feet, sobâ€" laid caressing. make of themâ€" ad; no tenâ€" pitcous np d girlk ** she breat he strangeâ€" thought r head ing â€" in W ul 1 is a step toward success. This erâ€" plains why some men become richer *very time they fail. meleorologlea} station on the Zugâ€" spitze, the highest point in the German empire, and runs down the side of the mountain to the bottom of the Ho}â€" lenthal, where there is runping water all the year round. The length of the rod is five and a balf kilometers, mearly three miles and a baif. A Long Lightning Conductor, Bavaria boasts that it has the longest §"‘°" SyYDAR lightning comductor im the world. It At his Drug rises some yards abore the top of the meteorologlea) station on the Zug __‘The dachsbund is the thinnest dachsbund that ever breathed, and he could just squeeze under the bureau." "Well?" "Well, the dachshund reached the collar button and at once swallowed it It stuck balf way down and thickened the dog so that ke couldn‘t pull himself past the lump. So Stimler had to call in the janitor of the fiat, and they liftâ€" ed the bureau off the dog." ‘"What about the button ?" "Stimler said be‘d let the dog keep the buttew. e might need it." ‘"Need It+" ‘Yes, in case somebody collared »t« " "Go on." ‘"The bureau is beary and stands élose to the floor." it." A Dachshuand Tragedy, "Stimler‘s collar button relled under the bureau." A philosopher says that every falture ery one, armed with a spoon, helps himself, When this is consumed, the bowl is borne away, and another great dish takes its place. This time it is a conâ€" glomeration of substantials, all stewed up together, such as mutton, game or poultry. ‘The mess bas been divided by the cook into small portions, which are dipped up with the aid of a #spoon Of with the fAngers of the room, about 18 inches high, and when the family assembles to dine cushions are brought, placed upon the | frame, and on these the members seat themseives, tailor fashion, forming a circle around a large tray which occuâ€" pies the center. The tray is a very large wooden, plated or silver affair, according to the social and financial condition of the family, and thereon is deposited a caâ€" pacious bowl. About it are ranged saucers of sliced cheese, anchories, caâ€" viare and sweetmeats of all sorta Inâ€" terspersed with these are goblets of sherbet, pieces of hot unleavened bread apd a number. of boxwood #poons, . with which to drink the soup. Knives, forks and plates do not figâ€". ure in the service, but each one bas a napkin spread upon his knees, and evâ€" l of = _ _ _ "‘There is only one chance to save J. E. HETT ’your life and that is through an operaâ€" D* Physici n'-hfnrleon-w'"‘o& tion" were the startling words heard t ecante. KlugSt "Kay heagys‘ by Mrs. I. B. Hunt, of Lime Ridge, _ Wis.,from her doctor after he l::l vainâ€" \ ly tried to cure her of a frigh case RS. D. 8. & G. H. BOWLBY of stomach tronble and yéllow jaundice. D'm' domerter in Cns Gall stones had formed and she conâ€" wrammamm‘ stantly grew worse. Then she began | *‘ and Residenceâ€"John to use Electric Bitters ;rflll‘ilug wholly | â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"___ cured her. It‘s a wondei tomach, R. W. L. HILLIARD, Liver and Kidney remedy. Cures Q,'“L“:,“mo".‘. Dyspepsia, Loss of Appetite. Try it. | aence and office on King Btreob Only 50 cts. Guaranteed. For sale | Wooien Mills. Phone 210. ‘"And be ‘sicked‘ bis dachsbund after by S. Suyder. The Turks use no tables in their bomes, and chairs are unknown, says London Answers. Instead there is a hbuge wooden frame built in the middle They Use No Tables, Chatra, Knives, Forks or Plates. Hastily folding the pink silk dress in a small bundle, she flew into the street, and, in her excitement, . diâ€" rectly into the arms of a gentleman who was passing. She recoil . with a white face and a low cry. ‘The gentleman was Mark Forrester. FOR OVER FIFTY YEARS ‘"‘I will take this dress to the misâ€" fit parlor, and dispose of it. *‘ She cried out, bitterly. ‘"I will send the money that it brings to Miss Kirkâ€" wood, _ except enough to take me away somewhere, and I will make up the balance to her before I die.‘"‘ And that desperate, reckless reâ€" solve was the turning point im‘ Helâ€" ena Heathclifi‘s life. Let your own heart plead for her pardonâ€"vou who have followed her through her sorrows and know how sorely she was tempted. For one moment only the dark, curly head was buried among . the shimmering _ satin â€" and gleaming pearls, then she sprang up with | a desperate, sobbing cry: Ah! _ reader, _ you _ who have never known a temptation like this _ which _ crept _ into _ poor Helena‘s . heart, pity, Jo â€" not blame ‘her, for what followed that neverâ€"toâ€"beâ€"forgotten day! _ "Death or no death in the k m-u‘m‘ubnlhfi wood‘s dress done by Saturday night “a“w.“ the silk. brought out pink ® it over the apology for a bed, ‘:: knolt _ down ~before lt.lm. white face in its shimmering K And . at thet moment, the darkest hour in her young life, goaded on to madness by the chains of fate that were closing in saround her, a thought _ born of desperation occurâ€" A WOMAN‘S AWFUL PERIL. HOW TURKS EAT. (To be continued. Dh Sany "‘".’z a stylich hair ou foam, an exhi ng shampoon. Qflfi:‘- hair out. IVERY AND EXCHANGE STABLES Ioanamtnt op ias Ahant ces constan on a ree moderate, stable« in rear -!v f‘m»;w-rvm‘ fi?f' Â¥Y C. W. WELLS, D. D. 8.. Dentists Waterloo,. Will visit Elmira, Zil iax House, the second Thursday and Friday and fourth Thursday and Friday of each monunxgnaum 1 p.m. to Friday 1 p. :'n ODONTU %:n for painless extraction of teeth. The Waterico office will be closed every Friday afternoon from May lst to November 1st. ‘Ar WELLS, L. D. 8. _T â€" C. W. WE Block, Waterloo. W.R. Wilkinson, L. D. S., D. D. $. DENTIST. Jfi. We T ..-!v,:;fiu, POUDZNIUDY t.vI @nzen‘s Block, n, over Smy Store, Entrance between Fehrenbach s e and Stasbiag‘s grocery. OHN L. WIDEMAN Tsuer floeâ€"Post Office, 8t. J . Graduate of Toronto University and of lHRtfl" College of Dental Sl:I of Ontarâ€" to. _ All branches of modern dmm;u-m lnclnd.lnfi crown and bridgework and xtraction. Will visit St, J-nohth'rl'l::.# e gny of each month. Office, Knell‘s block Wing Dental Surgeons, D.D.S. Toronto “u"""‘u-..-.n"'. Al‘hrau>‘> t dentistry practiced. Office in 4J _____ Medallist of Toronto University, Licentiate of the College of Ehysiciane, Sur; ceon-nn:l“AmoqumMOn NnM‘ eye and treated. Officeâ€" Albert Street Waterlo0, Mtdhmm otthohlc_l)r.wdlhn’l:fldlu.. ‘Telephone AJ _ Physici n, Surgeon, ete, Special atâ€" o) tion hald to ‘he noes. inroat wit sproue [|)r o 1. hokckeR _ Coroner‘ County Waterioo. ga residence on Er:gt. Waterlao communication. EHBLMANS BARBER S8BOP (mflh the Marke! SquareWateri0d msy shave, a styliâ€"h hair out, a good se® W aterloo %u:“fn‘.f.' Hiliar Q. C. Harvey J. Simg, Tiprlabe Cepatniis 'fl-%'g."h:‘u%": WlRlAD B-l!bhlr e y mike gi?;“m"?a%'gfi Moury it tfi t2 C mb f J, Un tiens e en > copper A. HiLLIARD Office: Canadian Block, Berlin. R. W. J. SCHMIDT, Dentist __ _ Insuer of M At his Drog goope! Ioteriee Mcenses H. WEBB, M. D and granuilated wt â€" B. McBRIDE MISCELLANEOUS _ Physicians, Surgeous, e . Omffi_}k.gm?n?q?’fi N. ROCKEL Dentlst, L.D.9., Royat Colle;.c or LIVERIES '!-I&dlml“ . St. Jacobs, Ont. MEDICAL DENTAL and Sign Painter and anty. Dr. G, K. (>«‘ ove, Uitosiand . to loan at