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Show r WON BY ART. When Jack Ashley, the gifted but '.struggling young New England artist, went south for his heslth be did not expect to fall in love. But he did. The first time he saw pretty Alice Holley, with her soft, deep, dreamy eyes, sweet fsce and modest, Simula ways, he admired her and told his friend, Ned Moorland, so. Moorland introduced the pair, and the admiration seemed mutual. Jack asked Miss (Holleys permission to call upon her and she readily granted his request. 'Ashley felt elated. Dont you think I've made a good impression on her, Ned?" he asked that evening as they sat smoking in their .looginga. Moorland smiled. He had known BeMiss Holley from her girlhood. sides, he was ten yesrs older than Ash- I I ! ley. Well, you two do seem to be getting acqnainted rather easily, he replied, with a slight laugh, as he blew the smoke-wreatInto the air and gazed almost tauntingly at the earnest face ;of his handsome friend. "I thought jyou didn't like southern girls," he added. .' Don't be a crab, Ned, waa AshWise men, you know, leys reply. change their minds when sufficient evidence is produced." Is the evidence conclusive In this , case, then?" asked the triumphant Moorland. You are posing as the Judge, not .I.' said Ashley. The two relapsed into silence, giving their minds to more serious thoughts. Moorland, the southerner, was reflecting upon the happy days he had spent on his fathers old plantation, a part of which comprised the little village in which he now lived, in the good old days before the war. Ashley, on the other hand, was intently planning out schemes for success in his profession, mapping out possible roads by which he hoped to travel through the present trials to future triumph. To be sure, he had $300 a year in rentals from a small Boston property left him by a deceased aunt and the Interest on a few hundred dollars left him by his father. Besides, he was something of a writer and earned an odd penny now and then os a newspaper correspondent. Then occasionally he sold one of his pictures. But the thing for which his heart really yearned, the one ambition of his life, deny it as he would, was success and fame as an artist; success which would bring him financial independence; success that would set him free from the monotonous grind of newspaper toll; fame that would make his name remembered among men. He wanted to cotown a pretty little, dove-whitage, nestled upon some sunny hillside, with the birds singing around and the vines climbing over the porch and the flowers shedding their delicious fragrance everywhere. Then, too, he added to this mental picture for jack was nearing 82 a charming woman, heretofore a creature of his own imagination, who should preside over the home with dignity and grace. Now, however, despite all Jack's efforts to the contrary, this fascinating fairy was undeniably transforming herself into a remarkable resemblance to dainty Alice Holley. I say. Jack," said Moorland, awakening from his trance, why don't you try for that. $5,000 prize at the interstate art exhibit this year? I am thinking of doing so. Ashley replied, ss the awful thought of the cold cash which stood between him and the realization of his dreams dawned I was thinking of it, he upon him. repeated, but I cant decide upon a proper subject. Induce Miss Holley to alt for you, suggested Moorland, smiling, and call hs te hie visit as long ss possible. He even announced his intention of returning to the north. Ills health, he felt, was fully restored. Meanwhile, however, he had not been idle, lie had written Innumerable newspaper articles, done all sorts of artistic back-wor- k and had secretly sent to the Interstate Exhibit what he considered the picture of his life." It was called "The Happy American Peasant." It represented a twilight scene in the famous Pedmont district" of North Carolina. The sun had set behind the hills, the skies were purple and gold and the very hills themselves were shadow outlines of dusk and gold. A little while town lay dreaming among the hills and at their feet ran a shallow stream, beyond which, on either side of a broad road that sloped away and vanished to the southward were visible here and there distant farm bouses. Down the road a team of oxen wandered slowly at their own sweet will," and upon the dilapidated cart which they drew a lazy, happy-go-iucnegro sat singing and playing the banjo to his hearts content. There was not a light to be seen In the picture. Neither sun. moon nor stars were shown, but, despite the jen- eral duskiness of the scene everything j was distinctly shown and every feature of the negro's face could be plainly j seen. When the "Interstate Exhibit" critics examined Ashley's masterful picture they awarded him the first prize $5,000 a' id one of the committeemen made him a hundsome offer for something from his brush. All this Jack told his friend Moorland, but demanded that he keep strict silence in the matter. Three days before his contemplated return to the north Ashley visited Miss Holley. He found her entertaining and modest and perfectly natural in her manner. Ashley was Interested. He suddenly discovered that Miss Holley was an exceedingly handsome and cultured young woman. He had not appreciated her beauty and yet it was so strangely fascinating. He had never before seen a face so dainty and sweet and yet so He expressive of noble character. doubted if he would ever again find another face like it. Of course this enthusiasm waa purely from the artists standpoint, as Ashley assured himself. Business was business. He would postpone his northern trip and call on the morrow, show her some of his pictures and persuade her. if possible, to sit for her portrait for him. Moorland had been right about her being a good subject. Jack told Moorland of his change of mind." The latter laughed and exI should call it a change of claimed: heart. " Ashley called upon Miss Holley the next day, secured her consent to his plan, and the portrait was begun. For two weeks Jack worked Industriously, with voice and smile as well as with brush. He fancied he was making admirable progress with the portrait and told Moorland so. Ned laughed and remarked that the new cottage on the hillside was nearly completed. Jack gave hla friend a reproachful look, but he was helpless. Meanwhile his prize money had arrived from the north and with It a letter summoning him to Philadelphia ou important business. Jack saw that he must work hard or hla picture could not be finished. I shall miss you so much, Mr. Ashley, aaid Alice when Jack informed her that he was soon to return to his northern home; "but your southern friends are proud of your success and then one must attend to business." She looked beautiful as she stood in the little vine-cla- d bidding him good-b- y doorway, the tempting lips, the eyes so deep with love, her dainty poae ail held him in their magic power. Jack trembled with emotion. Must he speak? Hie heart decided for him and like an honest man he told her that he loved her could not live without ner and found her tender heart too kind for homicide. Their wedding tour extended to Philadelphia. I will finish my picture when we return," said Jack to Moorland, as be and his pretty bride boarded the northbound train. And hang it in the little cottage, aaid Moorland, with a laugh. Ilpprovin Duke Charles of of the late Emperor William, and granduncle therefore of the young Kaiser, is entirely at variance with the latter on the subject of dueling, an institution of which he disapproves in the most pronounced manner. The other day, when dining at the mess of the Prussian ravalry regiment that hears his name, and of which he hi the honorary chief, his attention was attracted to an officer whose face was covered with scars of sword cuts. IIow many times have you been on the field?" inquired the aged grand Sixteen times," was ihc reduke. sponse of the captain, and it was given with a certain amount of swagger. What a much tauter use you might have made of your time," retorted the prince, and with th exclamation of Wliat a fooH" he turned his hark upon the officer, who renuiirnd literalwith uetonishnieut. ly brother-in-la- TOLD HER THAT IIE LOVED HER. your picture The South. That wilt give you a pretext for visiting the lady often. Couple love and business, you know. Old. man Holley is worth a cool $50,000, ami Alice is his only heir, he added, with a suianic chuckle. said Moorland, you've seen that pretty little cottage hes building over yonder on the hill old man Holley told me that was for his And Moorland laughed outright. The exasperated Ashley terminated the conversation abrulitly by disrobing, plunging into bed and sinking unceremoniously to sleep. Jack did not see Miss Holley for several days. He even tried to avoid his jovial roommate as much aa possible. Ho had made up his mind to show his southern friends that he was no fortune-hunter. However, now that he had asked Miss Holley's permission to visit her in her home, common eourt-ea- v demanded Hif ue n'-- at least ono t ike. He put off tall he- bis v ." - Saxe-Weim- w open-mouth- . CAMTUNC A DAINTY AND EXQUISITE LIATLC TOY DWELLINGS Dm for .4 Wrigliltor. Tha ( In.rui r Ilia A of I'lrfrrt I'lm-- ltalruuic. I J. 5i 'iJk l .trrmllit Mijajlmu is an i -- doll-hous- es c, se s, A MitpIriiMi. I wonder why so many telephone are women?" said the man whr rulHvates nn Idle curiosity. 1 dont l.now." iiplicd i lie "imbi-- its because the occupation puts them In n position to ha the lust word every time." Washington Hixr. opr'-aior- Next year Is the rcuirnnlnl of the stovepipe hat. wlri'h first came Into v. Simon use In Paris. t? to-da- e $3t!,-iiih- chose. The firelight would dance on her hair and bring out the soft color in her face, and she wuulil laugh and smile in the old Joyous way. What u fool he hud been - how cowardly and unreasonable, to doubt hia innocent dulling even for one moment. It was 2 o'clock nnd Amber ought to have been home un hour ago. What was it made John start and tremble aud pale as ho glanced ut the clock? Were his fears confirmed? Had hla doubts become truths? Hark! Was not that the sound of a curriuge pausing at the rurbing? What occasioned this unusual confusion In the hall below? John Sarles seized his crutch and limped a few paces toward the door, but stopped aa it waa llung open and the figure of an old serving man on the threshold. "Master he began. John Sarles Ups moved, but no sound passed them. ' Master, I have come with sad news for you. There has been an accident the horses ran away and Miss Amber He caught John as he reeled and fell, and answering the mule, awful appeal of those agonized eyes, he concluded Is hurt seriously, but not fatally.. The have just brought ber home. Three mouths afterward, when buntgrass ing buds and freshly-sproutin- g proclaimed that spring waa at hand. Amber was carried into ber husband's study and propped up by pillows and cushions on the sofa there. Her face had lost its roundness and its dainty color and the beautiful brown-gol- d hair was cut close tb her head. There was a great bunch of yellow roses on the table at her side and alie wheels. touched them lovingly, knowing that You'll do. the young man said, as John was watching her and that he he rapidly drove away. New York had placed them there. Herald. Presently he came and sat down on the edge of the sofa all their differences hnd long since been made up Ills Skin Transparent. and look her hands in bis and held The worst affilction I ever knew them tenderly against his month. R. Annorc, of anyone to have, said C. were tears in his eyes, though There Duluth, is that of a young man in my were clear enough. Ambers In become dead His skin has city. You dear old John," she said, smilsome way, and all the coloring matter ing. I believe you feel worse about IL is gone, leaving the cuticle perfectly thau I do." The result is that all transparent. He sobbed. the veins and arteries are plainly visiWell, you needn't, you silly buy." ble and he looks like an animated anaShe was silent a moment, and then sh The case baffles all PROPPED UP BY PILLOWS, tomical chart. said, musingly: Do you know, I ta- the conservatory blosmmed with rare Hove Im half glud physicians, and the only remedy would seem to be to graft new skin over the plants and a grand piano lit up a dark Oh, my darling, to be lame all your boy's entire body, which, of course, recess of the library with its polished life! would lie impracticable, if not Imposivory and rosewood. Yes, for dont you see, we shall aym- -; By and by tbe little girl became a path ire with ouc nnoilier more than sible. His skin was unusually clear and transparent when he waa a baby, and. maiden to whom every door waa open we ever hove? And, uh, John "Yes. Amber." Instead of growing thicker and having and whose smile waa a favor which 1 never realized before how p..ient precious, more color as he grew older, what color men considered as well-nig- h it possessed left il, and by the time he and all the time that Amber waa growand dear you were until I was hurt. was twelve years old he appeared at a ing winsome and sweet and graceful 1 think 1 love yon lietier than evpr, if ' distance as though all the akin had John Sarles was growing old and wrin- that can be. und 1 am mire quite, quits his But was n heart kled and gray. been removed. Washington Star. sure, that this lias been a young as ever and he loved Amber for both of us, aren't you?" with all the pcnl-u- p force of his nature And John, in Lis newer and clearer KuMihI Nearly Two Yrar and be suffered agonies because of that wisdom, dared not deny it. Dr. Tanners famoua fast of forty love, feeling that she could never, never . days la thrown into the background aa be his. lljsli'iilr Writing 1'npt-ra starvation feat by the performance One day a handsome loy of good fam. laii-st tliii.g.-- in stationAmong Hie of Hie big anaconda at the Philadelphia ily came to ask him for Ambers hand. is a writing paper which is spezoological gardens, which waa only rePoor John! lie gave his consent and ery miiniibirtureil fur tlie prevention cently tempted to eat a nice fat rabbit hla bleasing as well. What elae could cially of the spreading by letters uf various after going hungry for twrnty-month- a. he do, not knowing hut that Am lie r discuses. Everyone It may have even longer, hut the loved him? And while Hie buy waa forms of infectious from j is aware tiiai in receiving letters in sat his John study ' diaeuse-b'ricpleading his cans'; keepers have no record of the crean places, at Inline or tures doings previous to its captivity, with as bitter n heartache us ever man abroad, tiny run a ceil a in ninmiiu of and so can't t!l. It Is not very un-- ! had. risk. This stniiouery is said in ho ren- but he door the opened, Presently usual fur a snake to alsdain from fond The paper is u came sweet, dered rnntagion-pnia- f. didn't look up. And then f ir several 'Months .at the end of whlrh Hie pressure of two iso impregnated with an: and plica that vi'c sobbing lime death generally results; but the soft arms ulsini his neck from behind. all deleterious org.'inNm adhering to iiuaeonda's ease different distinctly Oh, guard' . guardj, are you tired of it are rendered im;r, even though from any o' her. Its fast lasted morn ki ti pei-ame fevi aritp or touch that you iy to gel rid of mo so? ilian t wire as lung as any in the his- He was sufiocaiui.t "i'ii surprise anil Hie letter. lory of Hie no. nnd during the wltnlo joy and terror. Im. lie in.niuged to draw of its continuance there was no cvl- her around a iiti lie emilil see her fare, Tn l.nriile a Iumluri. deuce of III health. The apel now which was rosy with blushes and perTlie inei ii.nl oi ioeuting ,t euriuii'.ary to be entirely broken. a:i(l th sistently u tiled. is to immerse tlie de puncture Me) anaconda eai's regularly for lta meals. Amber!" he 'red. Tired of you! wlieil in a till) of and wherever "'Her, Want to get rid "f ou. Amber! Hic bubbles sl.'aw there will be found And then.1 r assured by his tune, she Him I.hnI Affirpimlnn n ( a. inns, however. a puiictuie. : burst out passional ly Is nut suiFu-ien- t Joseph Kile, of Adrian, Mich., went nir to the "Yes, you must is. (I.. you'd never create bubbles. lit such eases smear up In a liallofin from IllennerhussKt l.: i 'o me, when you know have rni Island, near Parkersburg, W. Va. He I halo him l:a;e Hum ail but you!" some thin soap IuHiit over Hie lire end ro::u over Ike jejgi lost his grip ntnl was hurled aa soot: He drew lor ib',.,i mi ins knee at a noun '"ibhle will Hiereaf'er tie was consistent with that and held her cl.isc in bis treui- - lure, no matter lmw small it is. d et e. ap-pea- red self-impos- ed r" long-unus- se at tea-hou- se lie Smirk It Wnmg. When Tommy was uhout ten years old ho waa tak n to see hla grandfather, who was very rich, Inn Hue day the parsimonious. old gcriiieman asked Tommy if he had piieketliook. Krteiving a nega'ivc answer, li said: "That's ton 1st. I. If you had a pocket bunk 1 would give you a quarter to put in it." The next lime Tommy went to sie his grand'atlier lie took eara to huvr the pocket Isiok. Ar before, he was asked if lie possessed the nrticle mention! d, and he hasiily ante answered nfilrmatively at tin Mueli to his chatime producing it. Wei!, n.iw! grin. tile old miser fvi Id: And so you have a piickeMnink, have you? I was just going to g:vc jcu a quarter to I jy one." liir-jdiie- s ." ut cunl'-ring- om-e-h- slow-goin- af doll-hou- - gold-brow- n gold-brow- fC.TWMTvJ doll-hou- i:j.l Tr. arm-chai- Iso- - inhabited by prie-lBnl ,uI,,rh,r folks. and the fair ravine holds the Morniji (or Maple Leaf) tea hou-- e be-most j witching cluster of in the most piriiuvsqtie setting ever found In Japan, says the Century. There is the usual large living room or office of the landlord uitd a general food preparing" room for the establishment opening on the roadway, but within the gates one finds a deep, green glen, an awful chasm some fifteen feet deep and twice ns wide, ail filled with delicate airy branches o! cut-leA terrible torrent maples. some two feet wide dashes madly down the mountain side, spreads out lino a lake the size of a large dinner-tabiwith a wooden sauce-bomoored h! one aide. Each vantage spot on tliu steep bank holds a one, two or three roomed such exquisite little toy dwellings, with such fairy such spotless screen and toft, shining mats that one hesitates to desecrate them with the clumsy, defiling, destructive appurtenunecs of the simplest fon ign living; and as for himself fitting into one of these midget mansions It is (Jul liver alive, among the Lilliputians. Our life in that glen of maple leaves was full of Interest, from the moment of slipping back Up screens In the morning with some anxiety lost the mite of u glen and its midget lake were not there or real rolled up over night, and smne other charming Japanese drop curtain put in ita place to the last hanging of the amados or wooden outer screens at The deer were friends and night. neighbors from the moment of our arrival, coming to drink from the musical founiain-je- t in our three-fesquare court of entranre and then to the edge of our poreh to hob their heads in These appi :1s for deer-cakpretty beggars, with tlieir lovely eyes, their sharp muzzles and delicate feet, seemed to know the value of their charms, and having no fear of man, had only to pose a few momenta to move the stoniest and most indolent heart to wait on them. It was even more Idyllic in the early morning to find some antlered friend, or an equally fearless doe and her tiny fawn, waiting by the lakeside to share our breakfast. After Miyajima one may well boarft of having lived In Arcadia, and each day, more Idyllic than tbe other, puts one In the better apirlt of enjoying th rare Japanese charm of it all. The peace of the island la aa perfect as lta piety and few sounds but the gentle fashing stream and the flutter of maple leaves disturbed our enchanted tittle glen. One spoke softly, as befitted a place of such perfect beauty. Neighbors came to the across the chasm, but only the rat-tof their piitra on the bamboo cups of he tobacco trays was evidence of their presence there. In that simple. Intimate life there waB no mysteries, not even of the menu. All the villagers who passed might stop and watch our cook ftiake his highly colored curry for our midday meal; and peddlers who came to tempt the maids with gay Mmono patterns watched hla strange concoctions and sought pretexts to watch our further play with tbe knife and fork, aa we sat at feast on our little veranda over the lake. The small boy of the tea house added the comic element, and pis morning pursuit of our dinner chicken was always a feature. He would rhase the angry hen around and around the Inkp, and when It fled cackling up the bank, a swift movement of bis palm across the lake would spurt such showers of water on the milled fowl aa might soun empty the whole vast deep and rob the ravin-- ! of Its choicest landscape ornament. staff had combine I When the would ngnlnst the hen, our major-dom- o bring thp captive to ns in his arms and display the fine "stew chicken." Titer was a solidity and an adamantine fiber to thp Miyajima fowls that resis'cil ordinary rooking, and wp commanded one day that the bird should lie divide I at every joint, the body quartered, and all kept stew ing of three hours during whleh we expected to lip gone on an excursion. Summoned to see if it wa.i all right, we found the pallid, chicken dismembered to the last joint; but the whole puzzle had licet! neatly put together again, and the bird wound over and over with the closest network of fine spool cofun -- a strange travesty on that Gulliver to whom we were always rnmparing ourselves. In I. - aristocratic quarter of the vll-- ! luge in the ravine' behind the temple.. I rpiu..r r rim ? Toward the it .. cew: t' t ecu :h century t! of t',i sti .mg.vt uf At the sound of a football In tbe corun ut l e popular folliix t.ok p.i l:.nd-...:j- .. d ridor he laid down his pen and leaned and usually r. Dutch. A, that p ii.id Hollii.d 'l.il wearily back In his big Presently a hand tbruat back the grown Iren small beginuin' Imij riches and Iuxur. With a taste for curtain from the doorway and hla wife entered. She was gowned for the evenvivid colors, the hut. haul:, of lla.irlcm in her favorite color dull yellow. began to center ti.i ir ad.iiirati.m u; oil ing There were diamonds at her throat and Gurdt new w'i ii re laid tulips. out, In her n hair. She looked varieties sought, e.iiulatloii became rife radiant with pleasure, and a mania epiY.ul over the people. Shall I do?" she naked, coming forNew forms, t hades or combinations ward were Introduced into the market an I her and leaning upon the desk with hands, palms downward. fortunes were made and spent on these He inspected her deliberately critilowly flowers. Bulbs reached fabubm.i cally, she thought. prices, and the only similar craze la Too will do very well, he said at more recent limes reema to have been last. "What is it Amber? Hie sale of the funiou peach-blovase Faust. 1 am going with tbe Kenin New York city at the Morgan sal.. dalls. Lawrence " This latter, however, was confined to a He took up hla pen with a slight few connoisseurs, while the tulip craze gesture of impatience that effectually swept an entire practical silenced her. Half the Joy died out Dutch coniniiiiiit . one bulb of rhoic of her face, She stood a moment watchvariety was equivalent to a coinpe'cnce ing him as he wrote; then she went for an cn'ire family, whereas in Haarround and laid her hand timidly on bis lem living was cheap, in a contiguous shoulder. VJohn city for one plant was given two e:irj wistfully. Weil? of grain, four cuis of barley. iV.tr Sbe hesitated, hoping he would look oxen, twelve slue), two eanlat of wine, four casks of liecr, a thousand pounds up or say something more; but he did neither. of cheese, a complete suit of flue clothI- -1 am going now. Good-ba uiul silver let. Another bulb got. ing Good-bywas sold for 13.IHUI florins, or about It was the tone, not the words, that $j,"uti of our money. Ouee there was in brought a sudden dimness into her Haarlem left only two bulbs of a cereyes. She lingered still with her hand tain prized variety. For one was ofon bis shoulder. Then she slowly refered nnd refused the equivalent ill oil1' moved ft and stole out of the room. currency of $l.Sd). besides a splendid As the rurlnin ceased swaying behind coach and pair with their trappings. her tbe pen dropped Hnd John Sarles Another refusal was of twelve acres of covered his face with his hands, lie On the register of anvaluable land. heard a can he seen the record and tbe carriage stop at the curbing other city y front door close with a bang. of the sale of 12D tulips for the lienefit He heard a man's voice and a mans of an orphanage, which brought in the gay laugh both Lawrein-Kendall's; i. amazing sum of in our country then there was a rumble of wheels and The spread of this craze is a he lifted hla head with a jerk. Somestudy in psychology. Finally, when thing like a sob eseupi-- him. gambling in tulips began, when brokshe bad said. It had ers bought and sold "long" and come to that, then! Lawrence! John short," the government decreed that Sarles knew him well knew how his debts thus contracted should lie handsome face Hnd winning smile enBoon exacted in the usual manner. deared him to the hearts of women thereafter prices suddenly fell, and the how he waa sought after, petted, admania died a natural death. Ihfladtd-phl- a mired. Times. Ah. well, U was something, after all, to be born with a handsome face and straight, strong limbs. John Sarlei SILENCED THE "MASHER. looked bitterly at the crutch leaning i rwfeil IIow a Kew Woman a (llilily against the chair and thought that because of it life bad withheld much of Youth's I'nireleoiiie Attention. its sweetness for him. Wealth and He had a smile as bright as hla even a powerful Intellect which put as he rode up alongtrap side a denture young woman, who was him in touch with the brightest thinkers f the failed to make up to him walking in Central Park, the other for that day morning, uitn one of the asphalt paths. He had been on the point of sinking She heard the rattle of wheels at her Into the Isolation of a side, yet she turned neither to the proud, morose nature when Amber right nor to the left. came Amber, tbe little daughter of Good morning," said the handaoir.e his only intimate friend, wbo, dying, young man as he raised his straw had intrusted her to his care. hat with the dizzy bond, "wouldn't you Soon tbe music of her laughter had like to take a ride with me thla morn-Irg- ? chased away the ghostly echoes from tbs lonely old house and the light of or her happy eyes The girl didnt say Slr-r-brightened every room. She Her books strewed tbe tables, her flowWhat means this intrusion?" slowly turned around and looked tbe ers filled tbe vases, her young man over from bead to foot. gowns made bits of color against the He bore her gaze without flinching, and dsrk walls as she flitted up stairs and started to get down from his seat as if down. to assist her into the trap. Gradually all became changed beThe girl looked at him and then at cause of her. New furniture replaced the poc.ketbook which she held in her the old, new carpets covered tbe floors. hand. I don't know, she said, half aloud. I don't know. I'm sure. How much would you charge to take me to the Art Museum?" Thera was a whirl of yellow trap, of bright red hat band and flying I'raw fairy HERE luted, t',- - ij I I A il Ki-u- Klrngr tiling r.rms. Ills fa re was near hen, but be diJ m: ki-- s her. lie could only look at the mint, ,. eyes, and childlike mouth, tin- rort'd. roft check, and l.glr, . doubting, could not bava hoping ull at told which the moat of the three. That was two years i.go -- two blessed years of such that they seemed to him like a long delightful dnani. Amber loved him and Amber was his wife. But of late a shadow had fallen between them -- the shadow of Lawrence K'ndall. The fear that liud numbed John's heart alien ho first beheld the young mans udmiriug gaze upon ihla wife lutd ripened into fierce jealousy. He had grown cold and austere in bis manner, earn ing AuiU-- r many tears aud much worriment. Once he had been positively harsh toward her. What elsa hud he been And all tbe time his proud, sensitive nature waa suffering to its utmost capacity. Dear lit He Amber! lie could feel tha tears in her eyes and the quiver of ber mouth though lie could nut see them. The wistful pleading in her voice baJ touched him to the quick. How he longed to snatch her in hla arum -- crumpling the dull yellow silk, if he must, and rrditin;; tbe shiny hair, for she used never to complain and kiss her over and over and tell her how much he loved her, and how aorry he was to hurl her by word or look. But no-- his pride, his indomitable pride, restrained him, and he had let her go with her whole evening spoiled because of it. Ah, just wait till she came in, tired and cold and sleepy! Then he would make it all right. She would forgive him nf course she would, the darling! Ami they would be happy again aa they hud not been fur weeks, sitting by the lire together, she in the big crimson chair and he un an ottoman at her side, just when- - he could touch her hand or check aud kiss her when he TJ (Vfil II r ed I tea-hou- se nf Purling. Old Grand POETIC LIFE IX JAlAX f lcs-so- i in-i- a , -n lim-nHoii- . prcj-siir- c I |