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CHAPTER XXXVI—Continued. Little by little in their walks and talks he gleaned the story of the past few years. She did not tell him ev- erything, but he was able to read be- tween the lines. He saw as clearly as though it were laid out in a book the different phases through which she had passed—the early enchant- ment and glamor, the thrill of con- quest, the delight of being petted and flattered, and then then the slow and steady disillusionment, the growing weariness and ennui, the reassertion of her true self, the revolt against shams and shadows, the longing for simplicity and reality, the soul’s ap- peal for life in its truest sense. And while he carefully gleaned all this and treasured it up in his heart, he unconsciously revealed himself to her. She had less difficulty in reading between the lines, for once he had opened his heart to her and confessed his love. Did he regret it? In all their walks and talks he made no allusion to those days. Was his love for her but a passing fancy? Did he regret the weakness that betrayed him into speech? He had his ideal still, she knew. That was hinted at constantly in his speech. He had been redeemed from a life of indolence and usefulness by an absorbing passion for something outside himself. She had been his first inspiration. He had left her in no doubt about that when he confessed his love. But what now? Had she been only a stepping stone to something more worthy? Had he found in some oth- er woman his heart’s desire? She felt a pang of jealousy shoot through her heart—the first she had ever known. What right had any woman to come and steal away his allegiance from her? Of all the \con- quests she had made, he was the only one whose love she wanted to keep. Before her first season came to an end she understood why it was she bad remained unmoved. Men had flattered her, fawned upon her, made love to her, and yet her heart had remained untouched. She might not know what love was. She only knew that of all the men she had met Clement Mawgan stood head and shoulders above them all. The man who could touch her heart must reach his standard or pass it. In those sweet bracing days, when they climbed the cliffs together and rambled side by side across the porths of yellow sand, she felt that he was a far greater man than when she knew him first. Then he was only great in promise; now the prom- ise was fulfilled. He had fought his battle bravely, and in the fighting had won his crown. Struggle and conflict had brought into play all that was best in his nature. The indolent cynic had become a man whom any woman could trust and reverence. Was it love that possessed her at last? Was this admiration for his character, this desire to be in his company, this fluttering of the heart when she heard his footstep, this un- wonted thrill that ran through her at the touch of his fingers, evidence of the mighty passion that ruled the world? She was afraid to confess even to herself that she loved him. She had a fear that her pride was to be pun- ished—that an inflexible order had decreed that she should receive meas- ure for measure. Once he had of- fered her the treasure of his love and she had refused it. Now, when she desired it above every other thing, he made no sign. She made no attempt to conquer him, used no woman’s wiles, never obtruded herself on his presence. If he wanted her company she was ready to go with him. If he pre- ferred to go alone she gave no sign that she was disappointed. The days sped away very rapidly, and they grew quite unconsciously more and more into each other’s life. Esther smiled to herself frequently, but she made no remark. She had a simple and unshaken faith in what she called the leadings of Providence. She believed, moreover, that these two people were made for each oth- er, and that in spite of difficulties and misunderstandings they would come together sooner or later in the holiest of all unions. Clement lingered day after day, loath to return to town, The inter- lude was so sweet that he had not the courage to bring it to an end. Never again could he hope for a time of such rare enchantment. He felt like a desert traveler who had found a great oasis where he _ rested be- neath the palms and bathed himself | in cold and living waters, and shrank from facing the hot and sandy wastes beyond. Duty called him back to. town, and still he lingered. “The weather was so.tempting,” he told his mother, and she encouraged him to stay. Marion said nothing. She intend- ed remaining herself a couple of months at least, but she would not BY = ‘' SILAS K. HOCKING. ~' -|en and a new earth, a new hea’ i and pain and tears had fled away. - encourage him to linger a moment longer than was necessary. No word of love had passed be- tween them. They talked freely about themselves—about their hopes and disappointments and misgivings; they discussed subjects in which they were both interested with perfect eandor; they were excellent com- rades, with an almost perfect under- standing of each other’s likes and dislikes; they were both conscious of poignant sense of loss when the other was out of the way; and yet between them there was a shadow still that neither would attempt to lift. If she had only been poor, he would not have hesitated a single moment; but rank and riches formed a com- bination that he had not the courage to face.The very suggestion of being a fortune hunter was like vitriol on a wound. Besides, she had rejected him once, and she gave him no sign that she cared more for him now than then. So the days passed on. Marion would not stoop to a single wile; but she had read her heart aright at last. If she ever married she knew Clem- ent Mawgan would be her husband. If he refused to speak, then she would remain unmarried. She was not compelled. by circumstances to sell herself for a home. She could not degrade her womanhood by mar- rying where she did not love. Toget a husband was surely not the be-all and end-all of a woman’s existence. She could live her life usefully and even happily, and though the su- preme joy of all might be denied her, she felt sure that no true life cguld be lived without having its reward of blessedness ang peace and no de- parture from the moral order could be taken without its consequent har- vests of sorrow and suffering. The day was fixed for Clement's re- turn to London. He was quite re- stored in health again. Indeed, he had not looked better for years. He was buoying himself up with the thought that he had done a brave and heroic thing. He had put a bridle on his tongue, and hidden beneath .a mask of outward calm a raging fire of love—this, he thought, was some- thing to be a little proud of. He knew he would suffer horribly when he got back to town—that the wound in his heart, instead of healing, would fester more and more; but there was compensation in every- thing. He would be able to flatter himself—as his mother had done in another way—that he had not low- ered his flag. The family pride re- mained untouched and unstained. They had gone out for a last ram- ble on the cliffs and along the beach. It was rather a trying time to both. The pleasant interlude in their life was drawing swiftly to its close. They had come very close to each other—hands had touched and almost hearts; now, in all probability, they would drift insensibly apart from each other, and two lives that might have been one would ‘pursue _ their different ways. She knew _ well enough that a word from her would bring him to her feet, but she had not the courage to speak it. It was not her place to woo, A woman’s prerogative was to be won. They were climbing the spur of cliff that divided St. Chloe Bay from Penry Porth. It was a momentary happening and apparently of no great importance. A loose stone gave way beneath her foot. There was a sud- den cry, followed by a sharp spasm of pain. He sprang to her rescue, and they fell together. He was scarcely hurt at all, she was rendered unconscious for several moments. When she came to herself she was lying in his arms, his face close to hers, his lips raining passionate kiss- es on her eyes and brow. She looked up at him and smiled. “My darling, you are alive,” he cried out in rapture. “Of course I’m alive,” and she smiled still more bewitchingly. He felt as though his heart had stopped. He had kissed her and called her his darling, and she was looking up into his eyes and smiling. “You don’t mind?” he said, awk- wardly and hurriedly. “That is, you are not angry with me. I have loved you from the first, you know. You are all the world to me.” “T know I am.” “And you are not displeased with me? I really could not—could not help -myself. You understand, don’t you?” “Yes, I think I do,” and the tears came into her eyes and gave beauty to her smile. “May I kiss you again?” And without waiting for an answer he kissed her on the lips, and in that kiss the last shadow melted and van- ished, and they knew that for ever and for ever they two were one. An hour later they walked slowly homewara through the quiet lanes. They were both bruised a little— more, perhaps, than they knew; but they were conscious of no physical pain or discomfort. The rapture of . Clement and Marion have been mar- ried a year, but Esther is waiting still. She has had several offers, but she remains true to her ideal. Her mother has been angry with her again and again, “You are not engaged,’ is her stock argument; “then what reason on earth can you have for refusing?” It is in vain that she pleads that marriage is a sacrament—not a mere business transaction; but her mother either cannot or will-not understand. Esther, however, remains quite un- ruffied and quite happy. No doubts disturb her serenity. She believes as firmly in the constancy of Grayton’s love as in her own. She wears no ring. There is no engagement in the usual acceptation of that term. There is something deeper—something more sacred. In the little time they were together in Liverpool they promised each other in the most sacred way that they would be true to each other till death. That was their betrothal, and it is as sacred to both as a marriage tie. Grayton. often wonders whether he will ever be in a position to claim his bride, and often his heart turns longingly towards St. Chloe, but he wears a cheerful face in spite of pov- erty and hard work, and has always a cheery word for the suffering and. poor of his flock. Sir Anthony Treleven chuckles to himself sometimes when he sees Es- ther in the village or in the church. The living of St..Chloe is in Sir An- thony’s gift, and he intends it for Grayton when the vicar takes his long-delayed departure, By latest accounts that departure is close at hand, the doctors haying abandoned all hope. Esther knows nothing of what is in Sir Anthony’s mind. She is quite content to leave her future in the hands of God. People say she looks younger than when she was. only nineteen, and she herself declares she feels no older. In the judgment of many of her friends she has sacrificed a great deal, and they talk of her still as being de- ficient in worldly wisdom. But she herself feels that she has sacrificed nothing, but that, on the contrary, she has gained immeasurably by be- ing true to her highest self. The fleshly and sensuous see only the things of flesh and sense. But she has reached a higher plane, and discovered, to her abiding peace, the truth to flesh and sense un- known; That life is ever lord of death, And love can never lose its own. (The end.) LABRADOR MOSQUITOES. Terrible Pest to Travelers and Na- tives in Northland. No account of travel in Labrador can be complete without some men- tion of the terrible pest of mosquitoes. These were always present in im- mense swarms from the beginning of our trip to the end, and sometimes they made life almost unbearable. Nothing could be heard but their buzzing. Whenever we attempted to eat they were down our throats and in our eyes and faces, and in spite of our head nets and fly dope we were always badly bitten. The natives seemed to mind them almost as much as we did, their remedy being rancid seal oil. I am satified that were one so unfortunate as to be caught out at night without protection he would be either crazy or dead by morning. Our tents were provided with a fine mesh bobbinet inner tent, but some would always find their way inside or come up from the ground. At times our light so attracted them we went outside to see if it were not raining, for the constant tapping of the mos- quitoes against the canvas sounded so exactly like rain that it was impossi- ble to tell the difference. On many nights I hag to bive up the observation of stars for latitude and longitude because a candle could not be kept lit long enougn to adjust the artificial horizon. We unfortu- nately had no chimney and the mos- quitoes swarmed so thickly that with- out this protection the flame was quickly smothered. There were but few nights cool enough to afford us any relief; we found that it required a temperature within a few degrees of actual freezing to subdue them. __ ee eenee Semen emacs | The Precise Scientist. Goy. Stuart, at a dinner in Phila- delphia during the opening of the op- era season, said of a noted Philadel- phia scientist: “He is the most exact man I ever met. He believes in nothing but proven fagts. Continually he pins you down, “One day I said to him: ““Cannibalism—what an abomina- tion! To eat of human flesh; Brrrr!’ “The old scientist frowned. ; “Pardon me, but have you ever eaten of human flesh? he said, se- verely. “No, said I. “Well, then,’ he demanded, ‘why do you speak of things that you know nothing at all about?’” Something New in Bugs. Little Joe’s knowledge of natural history -had been acquired mostly in- doors, and when in one of his earliest excursions to the outdoors he discov- ered a small box tortoise he exultingly made a capture. “Mamma, mamma!” he “lookee here; bug!” cried, ’s found a wooden BTA Usually There Are Other Troubles to Prove It, Pain in. the back is pain in the kid neys, in most cases, and it points to 4 the need of a spe- cial remedy to re- lieve and cure the . congestion or in- flammation of the kidneys that is in- terfering with their work and causing that pain that makes you say: “Oh, my back.” Thompson Wat- kins, professional nurse, 420 N. 23d St., Parsons, Kans., says: “For some time I was an- noyed with sharp twinges across the small of my back and irregular pas- sages of the kidney secretions. Since using Doan’s Kidney Pills I am free from these troubles.” Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. Awful. Sunday School Teacher—What was Adam’s punishment for eating the for- pidden fruit, Johnnie? Johnnie (confidently)—He had to marry Eve. RREVENTING PAINT TROUBLES. It’s easy enough to recognize the symptoms of poor paint, after it has been on awhile—after its inherent tendency to crack and peel and scale and blister, etc., has developed into trouble. You know these paint “dis- eases” usually indicate adulteration or substitution in the paint materials. And you know the only remedy is re- painting. A little knowledge of paint and painting requirements, and how to made sure of the purity and quality of materials, would prevent all trou- ble, and save the big extra expense of re-painting; just as a proper knowl- edge of simple health-laws, and ob- servance of them, prevents sickness, A complete painting guide, includ- ing a book of color schemes, specifi- cations for all kinds of painting work, and an instrument for detecting adul- teration in paint materials, with di- rections for using it, can be had free by writing National Lead Co., 1902 Trinity Bldg., New York, and asking for Houseowner’s Painting Outfit No. 49. A very simple guide in the pur chase of white lead (the only sure and safe paint material) is the fa mous “Dutch Boy Painter” trademark; that trademark is an absolute guaran- tee of purity and quality. “Poverty is no disgrace,” said Un- cle Eben, “but dar ain’ no sense in sittin’ at yoh ease on de front step waitin’ foh folks to come along an’ congratulate you on it.” COVERED WITH HIVES. Child a Mass of Dreadful Sore, Itch. ing, Irritating Humor for 2 Months —Little Sufferer in Terrible Plight. Disease Cured by Cuticura. “My six year old daughter had the dreadful disease called hives for twa months. She became affected by play- ing with children who had it. By scratching she caused large sores which were irritating. Her body was a complete sore but. it was worse on her arms and back. We employed a physician who left medicine but it did not help her and I tried several reme- dies but without avail. Seeing the Cuticura Remedies advertised, I thought I would try them. I gave her a hot bath daily with Cuticura Soap and anointed her body with Cuticura Ointment. The first treatment re- lieved the itching and in a short time the disease disappeared. Mrs. George L. Fridhoff, Warren, Mich., June 30 and July 13, 1908.” Potter Drug & Chem. Corp., Sole Props., Boston. The improved quality of living now- adays may be worth the additional cost, but that is poor consblation te the man who hasn’t the price. Cure That Cold To-Day. Nearly all druggists and dealers now have in stock Lane’s Pleasant Tablets (lax- ative), for Colds and Grip, and they will break up a cold quicker than any other remedy. A trial will convince Phew as it has thousands of others. Avoid suffering and save doctors’ bills by ordering to-day. 25 cents a_box. Sample free. Address Orator F. Woodward, Roy, N. Y. Even a self-made man may look like a suit of clothes on a dummy, at a distance. 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Self-esteem never lets up until it reaches the jumping-off place. lyet’s have some Canada Sap and pancakes. How Lovesi ick Introduction to Charmer. Washington Youth Got Not so very long ago when a certain musical comedy company was in town a well known youth of the city was in a very hard way. No one ex- actly knew the cause of the soulful looks that he emitted on occasion, but he kept it no secret that he went to the theater as much as every night in the week to see the same show. Of course no one on earth could keep a secret forever, especially a lovelorn youth. And accordingly, with great air of mystery, he took some- body into his confidence. But all the same he told it as though he were proud of it. Yes, the great secret was out. He was desperately infatuated with one of the leading sopranos of the musical comedy company. So far so well. But the worst was yet to come. He hadn’t met the object of his adoration yet. No. To be sure, he couldn’t think of waiting at the stage door with the rest of the John- nies and ask her to take supper with him. No, indeed. That couldn’t be thought of. But he had been so bold as to send her several bunches of American Beauties at ten bucks a throw with little notes inclosed. But, worse luck, she hadn’t seen fit to an- swer the notes. So, coming to the point of his long preamble, could his friend do anything for him? Why certainly, that was what friends were for. He would introduce him to her that very night. Lifted on the wave of ecstasy, the lovesick swain took his friend to din- ner and afterward to the theater. Then after the show they waited in front of the stage entrance until the divinity should appear. It seemed hours, but at last they saw her coming down the alleyway. The lovesick one’s heart nearly stopped beating and then he saw his friend step up to the fair one. “Miss X——,” he heard him say. “I would like to have you meet my friend Mr. A- ig “I am very glad to meet you, Mr. A——,” she said, giving him her hand. It was done now and still he wasn’t too paralyzed to murmur some appro- priate greeting, when—what was that she was saying as his friend had start- ed away? “But who is going to introduce you?” “Oh,” said the accommodating friend, “Bobby is the one who wanted to meet you; I don’t.’—Washington Star. HISTORIC NAMES AT CAPITAL. Washington Contains Many Descend- ants of Famous Men. Washington fairly buzzes with great historic names, and one might think that time had turned backward to hear the solemn announcements at the official levees. There is one bearer of a great name in Washington who has been so modest that only latterly have people begun to realize exactly who he is. This is Baron Germain de Stael-Holstein, great-grandson of the famous Mme. Anna Louise Necker de Stael, author, patriot and philosopher. The baron is second secretary of the Russian embassy, and lives the quiet life of a student. He is almost mid- die aged, but it still a bachelor. Though he has inherited all the men- tal brilliancy which distinguished his great ancestress he has none of her social talents. Baron de StaelHol- stein mingles in the gay throng just enough to fulfill his obligations, and the remainder of his days is passed in reading and enjoying music. He is fair and of medium height and not un- like the most famous woman of mod- ern times in appearance. The children of Mme. de Stael by her first un- happy marriage were early separated from her, and the father of the pres- ent Russian diplomat left Sweden and joined his fate and fortune with the Muscovite empire. He became high in councils of state, as no doubt will his son. For Russian diplomacy moves in grades, like the military life of this country. White House Renovated. When William Howard Taft steps into the White House at noon on the 4th of March as the new president of the United States of America, he will find a model home equipped with every modern convenience; that is what other presidents have never en- joyed. Before the election of Presi- dent Roosevelt few changes had been made in the White House since the days of John Quincy Adams, when it was rebuilt after being fired by the marauding British troops, only the walls being left standing. The executive mansion, as it was called before the advent of Mr. Roose- velt—he dubbed it officially “The White House”—was the first public building erected at the seat of govern- ment. The architect was James Ho. ban, who drew his plans closely after those of the seat of the duke of Lein- ster, near Dublin, Ireland. George Washington, himself, selected the site, laid the corner stone on October 13, 1792, and lived to see the building completed. John Adams, however, was the first president to occupy it, which he did in 1800—From “New Home of Mr. Taft,” in Technical World Magazine. No License Gaining in Ohio. Of the 62 Ohio counties which have so far voted on the liquor license ques- tion, 55 have gone “dry.” These 55 counties cover about two-thirds of the state’s area, and include nearly one half of the population, but few of them have any large cities. Twenty- six counties are yet to vote under the new county option law. For your own = Peele see that it is on the side of every keg of white lead you NATIONAL LEAD 1902 Trinity Buin. New Tor It’s a good thing to tell the truth oecasionally just to keep in practice. Say, mother, buy a can of Gee Whiz Syrup. Popularity sometimes costs more than it is worth. Use Allen's Foot-Ease Cures tired, aching, sweating feet. 25c. Trial package | free. A. 8. 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