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Show r I asked ao long ago, lorle; under the light of your heavens, under the tender light of you r start ere you left me for your new life end possible forgetfulness. &he met his eyes gravely and squarely, though the new light of ten Jerness was still in them as she said, slowly, with almost her old slowness; "The happiness of a mans life does not altogether depend on the love of a woman, Charlie." To a great extent, darling." "But even If I should tell yon no.' you would be happy after a while, Charlie. Time heals everything." Not everything, Lorle." "Yes. everything," she eald, decidTou know that time heals evedly. erything, Charlie even the old pain of unforgiveness. Hush! he said, swiftly, and hie hands on both her arms as he held her facing him, were trembling with the wish to hold her free from pain. You are never to say such things again, dearest. Let those things past. You have suffered enough for them, and God will lay His great tenderness over them." She was silent a moment, as though reading his inmost thought, the lifted eyes grave and searching and tender. Then she turned from the gruesome chasm burled at her feet In its treach- - shell forg:ta!t About her trouble. question THAT GIRL of JOHNSON S JEA.fi HATE LVSLVf, Axtkm At Eattnd Accordin m to Act of Contra la Ik Otic of lb Ulnn (a of CHAPTER XXII Continued. "Tos, be eald, gently, "1 know be Is dead. Dolores, but after death all tilings are made straight.' He knows now better than he ever could have known from your telling, and I know he has forgotten us." There were sweetness and solemnity in the young mans voice as he bent above the beautiful cold face that caused Dora to catch her breath in sudden comprehending of the depth of the kindly heart, as he slowly repeated, the touch on the girl's hands very tender, the light In the loving eyes entering into her very soul: " Thera no death. What seems so la 1 transition: This Ufa of mortal breath la but a suburb of the life elyslea. Whose portal we call death.' CHAPTER XXIIL . "That Girl of Johnson's." Dora was standing at the well at Dolores old home with her husband, waiting for Dolores and Charlie Green, who had gobt at the girls request to the opposite mountain. It was a Strange freak of Dolores', but with the nsual simple acquiescence in any wish of hers they had gone, and here Dora and her husband were waiting for their return at the girls old home. But it was not the home of the girl's remembrance. The garden was In fine order and the fence well built; no longer did the gate swing on Its rusty, rickety hinges. The enterprising chickens were scratching among the shrubs at the back of the house, but not a chicken dared show its face at the front of the neat little house Where Jim Lodle and Clnthy lived the two young pepole who had always had a kindly thought for Its former mistress. Dora was standing at the well watching her husband as he swung the bucket down among the cool shadows, her sweet face, grown more womanly and holding a deeper meaning In every delicate line. She stood n tiptoe to look down and follow the flight of the bucket, but even standing so she scarcely reached to his shoulder. She turned ier pretty head on one side as a bird might do, and said, with an air that convulsed her husband, though there was a deeper and more tender meaning to her words that be would not let her know he understood. The course of true love never did run smooth and look at that poor bucket. HaL Tou are fairly beating the life out of It against the sides of the well." Poor thing!" said the big fellow. In a tone that implied scant sympathy for the luckless bucket Tou had better say that Charlie Is eating his heart cut because your cousin will not love him. Dot Is she never going to be good to him for his faithfulness, dear? He deserves a good life and a good woman, Dora; even your cousin cannot deny that" Don't talk of Lorle as though she were heartless, Harry," Dora said, eolftly, with one of her swift wistful glances up to hi; face. Lorle is not - - . yb &X. Yrai 1M0 far Straot A Saltk. u W hint ton. D. C Contra, ye aint so welcome ter this tava as ye were An ye ken take et aa ye will. Thets all Ive got ter speak, an now my minds better's when I sot hyar listnln ter yer'men talk." A flush-cameven through the tan of rough Sadlers face, andJ3mlth shuffled his feet upon the gravel and knocked the ashes from his pipe as he said slowly: Thanke ee, Jones. Wes been frlens nigh onter foty year, an fer my part I aint ter low sech triflin words ter kem atween we. Hyars my hand on L I aint mebby so onfrienl tord Dlores es ye pear ter thenk. Wes all say thengs t wes dont mean, an mebby thets ther way of us. Eh, Sadler Sadler nodder his grisly head slowHe wasnt so frank spoken as ly. unSmith nor perhaps so der his rough speech. Smith said many rough things, but he would have done much also. And young Green, holding Dolores warm hand closely in his to assist her up the rough, seldom trodden path under the bending boughs and ghastly mists, was thinking of the many years she had lived there in the stolid settlement with not one friend in all the world save. It might be, the rough, unspoken kindliness of Jim Lodle and Clnthy. And with his kindly eyes upon the grave, beautiful face he could but wonder how such a life could yield such a marvel of womanliness and e r kind-hearte- d like other girls." The other two having passed .down out of the settlement followed by the half sooraful eyes of the men at the tavern, crossed the rotten bridge over the river and ascended the opposite mountain slowly among the bent hushes and mysterious mists that held In their hiding the snares of death and the pitfalls that lay la wait- . Ctrl', klrra Thar goes thet gal o Johnslng's, Toss Smith eald, with a rough break of laughter In hie deep voice What ( ea ther world shes gain over yander Isr beats me holler." Oola ter say her prayers over her " farther's grave, X reckon," Joined la Hiram Sadler; coarsely, but the answering laughter on Smith's Ups never passed them as Jonee turned his Indignant eyes upon them, removing his pipe from his Ups to make reply. "Et 'pears to me," he said slowly, with an emphasis that hushed their 'mirth, thet ye might hev gained a - mite if rupee an kindly feelin arfter all these years senes Johns lug died. f tenderness. It was a strange freak of hers, no doubt, this wish to once again stand upon the brink of her father's death, but how could he, loving her, dissuade her from a desire so Intense, as this was shown by the pleading of the dark eyes? And ho they had come, and, standing In the very place where she stood years before, with the misty, mysterious gulf at her feet and the broken of blue heaven glimpses through the floating mist, a touch of grief and pleading .and tenderness came over the pure pale face that caused this man, loving her, to bow his head as one Involuntarily bows the head before the chancel with the touch of aa indescribable holiness brooding above. And he removed his hat. standing bo, ,wlth his hand upon her round arm as she stood immovable searching the terrible death below her, ar though for the solving of the bitterness of her life, as though for the eolving of her own harsh- - heartlessness fit, accusing her father when none other save the man at her side end others with wicked Intent, charged him with crime. And there was an agony dawning over the pallid face and wide eyes that hushed all other thought for the time In the heart of her friend all thought save an Intense desire and longing to take her Into hie arms and soothe this agony of bitterness and shield her all her . life long from any tonch of palir, any touch of lifes harshness. But hp waited silently with bent head, his hand upon her arm, while she fought and won perhaps a struggle that few are called upon to light, that few would conquer. Then the eyes, widened with agony, were lifted from the depths of horror and mystery seeking the broken bits of bine heaven through the mist of the tangled pines upon the height, and an Indescribable grandeur and beauty gradually grew upon the lifted face and in the depths of the grave eyes as though the peace sought had been won, and the bitterness of years was burled never again to be resurrected In all the life before her, never again to shadow, as It had done, the love and life of this friend beside her. And he, guessing in put the thoughts in her heart, bands no movement save a more tender hold upon the steady arm he held. And he waited tor her to speak.' All her life passed her in review ns she stood there conscious even .though the bitterness of this warm, kindly friend at her side all the bitterness and pain and humiliation und struggle of her life, ell the thoughts and sorrows and struggles, and when at last she turned facing this friend, the change upon her faoe was as though an angel had touched her' standing there, and lifes suffering had pasted from her, lifes straggles and pain, and left only the tonch of heavenly fingers upon the eyes and month. One of her slow, radiant smilee broke the sadness of her face as she laid her hand upon the hand on her arm aa she eald softly, a nsw Intonation even In the low voice: v Tou mustnt be so good to me, Charlie; I ought to suffer alone sometimes. Ton cannot realise how much I deserve It." He laid his other hand warmly over this sett hand on his arm, n new light on his face, and In his eyes - that caused n sudden drooping of the face . la the light of the sunset. Ton deserve to suffer! there was an Intensity In his voice bora from watching the suffering on her face, and from the suffering In hie own souL "Ton deserve to suffer, Dolores Johnson! If there Is need for your suffering how much more should I suffsr who was equal with yon In thinking the nnklnd thoughts? Come away from this terrible place, Dolores leave all these old bitter memorise here In the. weird shadows and mists only fit for them, and give your life to my keeping, tell me yon love me aa I lore you give me the answer to the - . 1 "Leris Is not like ether glrifc" Et do peer ter me t ye might keep for mouth shet ef ye ken only say Bech spiteful thengs. Isa only got these ter say ter ye, Sadler, an ter ye. too. Smith ef ye kyant say kind thengs o' the gal o Johnslng's arfter aU shes done ea s still doin fer us ; 0 "I am sure I want you. eroua shroud of mist, and said, softly, with a tenderness that touched him deeply; God Is very good, Charlie. I cannot doubt his tenderness. All my Ilfs I will leave In his hands as you say-- all my life, past as well as future." Then presently she added: us go, harlie. I leave here buried In the heart of His mountains the bitterness that has shadowed not only my life but the lives of those who love me. The mountains are His and my life Is His. , But ss they paused for an Instant on the rotten bridge with the waters sobbing at their feet, black with the slime and smoke of the town, she laid her hand earnestly upon his arm, and lifting her grave face to his, flushing with its new tenderness, she added, It softly: . You have been so good to me always, Char lip! Are you sure sure you do want nobody but that girl of Johnson's? I come with empty hands, you know." He smiled Into the quivering face and wide, searching eyes and he answered her, taking her two hands la his closely as though he would never again let them go froin him: I am sure, sure that I want you, Dolores Johnson, more than any woman la Gods beautiful world. Tour handa may be empty hands, but they ere beautiful la the work they do sad have done for others, for evea these cruel people here who would have ruined your sweet life, sad the women who, now your unele's wife, would have etalned her handa forever for the darkening of jrour heart And what could she eayf "And the lights of the sunset were very tender over them as they crossed the bridge and passed np along the road through the settlement, where the changes of her working bed given an sty of neatness and home life and widening of view, .with Ha school and church and kindly touch of aelghborllness; and as they passed the tavern where Jonee end, his comrades still sat with thslr pipes In lazy enjoyment, the men gave greetlnff with a new tonch of kindliness that went to the heart of the girl who had lived her twenty years among them nncared for and unloved. And the eyes of her lover were brilliant with the depth of hie thought for her. and hie arm was strong to guide and guard her through any pig the future might bring, and never again could this pale, beautiful girl of Johnsons suffer alone or , bear her lifes hardens outside of the pale of . teaderest love. , , JJThe End.) ; Possibilities of Radium. Mr. Hammer, wbo was formerly a coadjutor of Edison, has produced with radium a partial paralysis of the fish known as the electric ray, ao that It could give no further shocks. He has, with the radium, paralyzed small fish so .that they have bees drowned, or at least dle&- -n talking of this experiment, Mr. Hammer celled attention to the experiments of Prof. Curls end others recently In Paris, In which guinea pigs, mice and rabbits were paralyzed end later killed by placing radium sear the spinal column. It is perfectly reasonable to suppose," said Mr. Hammer, that peoples brains might be paralyzed by putting powerful radium near their heads, say on n pillow at night, or near the spinal oord. and thus produce paralysis ss In toe esse of toe animals." -- Come on you fellers, we've got ter go ter Fronteras ter git some supper betides, my little .Greaser gal Is anxious ter see me.' FReet up the drinks first Im dry this damned sand. Where's the old womkn? .Oh, damfino. Gone back to fhetttvs, 1 reckon. Come on." Song Time. a' hn the robin call good morning And th thrush's not I heard In th distant, dewy woodland. Like th spirit of a bird; j When th world Is lust awaking To th beauty of lira day Then, O love, 'my heart make In a lovers roundelay. W m BEE HUNTING 'null There Is a Fascinating Charm Aboqt When tha golden son has vanished And the swallows settle low, When the daylight seems returning In the flushing afterglow: , When the flretUea light their lanterns nd th mist Is on the dell Then. O love, my heart make muslo In a lover's vlllaneit. -- William Wallace Wfcltelock. In Nsw York Herald. 'MIEN LOVE ISB8NE (Copyright, 1901, fhe looked across a shimmering wafts of barren sand and withered hnfzlo grass, from whlrh the heat-watt- s radiated until the distance was hixf with them. A few distorted cactus plants reared their weird forma In the beat, and here and there a dead and parched mpsqulte bush helped to break the monotony of the scenery. Afitr off, to the southwest, the tops of th mountains in Old Mexico could he sedn faintly, miles and miles away She liked to speculate op how pleas-an- t It was beneath the trees on their slopes where the cool waters flowed, the wild flowers blossomed and the birds Bang. She wu tired and utterly weary of the whole business. Four long years she bad lived here she married Jphn Hawklna back In the states, and came out to tha El Dorado ranch, where he was going to make his fortune raising cattle. Ha wu only foreman and she was cook tor the cowboys. The worst of It was, she was regarded by him as scarcely more than a cook. He would some home late at night, gulp down an enormona supper, tumble in bed and snors like s grampus until daylight, when ha would bolt hla breakfast and start out on the range again. Not a word of sympathy, of fellowship; not a hit of tenderness, no sentiment, only work, work left to herself, her lonely thoughts and tbs gloomy contemplation of the dreary waste without. Sometimes he was away at night and she had heard him Joking with some of the cowboys about Rita and then ne would watch her covertly out of the corner of hla eyes to see If ahe hear!, or understood. But she did pot bccrt herself, and they went on of eirr vw Sere th mescal talking music and pulque, and women drovfmen mad. That waa where Rita Rita was, perhaps pretty toy! an! dainty. Well, maybe Rita did not ban to cook cook, all the time for a lot of men, and wash dishes and iwetp Up and prepare for another meal when one waa finished. That would take the good look away from -- It hmc by Dally Story Publishing Co.) its She liked the mighty hot here. Mexican. He was always tha quintessence of pollteneu to her anticipating her every wish, and treating her with the deference of a prlnceu. He was the only one of all the men who seemed to remember that she was a woman, and waa hungry for sym pathy and attention that she was more than a cook. Something Impel! ed her to turn and look at him. He was fanning him self with hla som brero, and looking at her with a glance that was unmistakable. He sprang to. his feet and took one of her hands, wet w 1th the, greasy dish water "Senora Helen I lofe yo dam my soul, hut I lofe yo', ah, so'mucliv Yo1 ao good, en so kind, en sweet, en so hard worked, en yo Senor Awklns, he doan lofe yo no mo he lofe dat fandango senortta down at Fronte-ras.- " , kie he to-d- ..'rtinmiWM 1.'. As eSswewMw'www The Iron may enter In and pierce thy soul. But cannot kill the tov within the burning: The tears of misery, thy bitter dole. Can never quvnih thy true hearts eerapb yearning For better things; nor crush thy ard- our trust. That Error from the mind shall be uprooted. flowers spring That Truths shell dawn from the duet. And Love be cherished where Hats wu u ombrutedl , Hop on, bop vwr. 1 Hop on, hope ever! efttr dsrkwt night. Come, full of loving life, tho huighlng' morning; flushed Hop on, hope ever I Spring-tidwith llgnt. Winter crown old her with rich' Aye, adorning. evert on. shall' yet th time Hop 'hop Asd e, com. When man to man Shan be brother; a friend and And this old world shall bo a happy home. And all Earths family love ana eaI ' sther Cher leo Mackey. -- i genora, I left ye, her now, and with to other hand he smoothed th damp hair back from ' her forehead tenderly. "No ao, Rafael, that would never do. But ar yon anra that yon would love me always, and not make me cook and not be mean to ms, and not make me stay at hom all to time and work and yon would not lova any fandango girls?" "No no I hop da good Oawd aan mo to hell wen I do not lofe yo. 1 lof yo always always, .an I treat bes I kin. Come on I eaten a yo pony for yo en w get way, way down In Durango to my home, ea Awklns Senora!" She tuned about from the pile et be never find ns. W get der In week. now, flirty, pwasjr dishes, and wiped the Come Helen coma les go now,cool down dere da mountains ars so en I lofs yo so!" She listened to him. Aa h spoke h thought of the purple mountain to th distance of tha shimmering bln Pacific waters of a llfstunas dreams nnsttalned. Eh wu not old and when ah had a rest and som new clothes sha would ha better looking. Insensibly, she knew that her heart had already turned daring th toil marked months to this Greaser" this Mexican gentleman. -- At last ah bowed her head. Sha thought of all she had lacked, and from th withered wastes of a heart from which love had faded, there blossom ad anew th flower of hope. "I will go with you, Rafael." ah said, aimply. As ths sun went down that evening Its ruddy rays gilded a man and a woman on horseback loping steadily, swiftly, toward the mountains la ths on purple distance. There wu a llgnt each ones face brighter than that of oC a great lova. CrcM th shimmering' waste. th . sun the light perspiration from her red face and frowiy brow. "Well, I reckon ahes vamosed for "Ob It you. Rafael? Sit down. toe state. It was pretty tough on a la this Aw- - gal ter keep her out her ft me to tell yo he goner denied shack, cookin all th time. Fronteras on cr business he not Oh, wall, shs can have her fling, and coma hack for day or so. some of these days HI go hack after Rafael. Make yourself her and dress her np line and be nice aomfcrUbl a yo cafl. taowB to her to make up tor It all Then or Some bright young women who spent last summer In a weslern Tase , achusetta town, tired of hunting birds which never sat still, turned bee hunt-er- a Discovering a veteran bee hunter and overcoming a feminine distrust of the little Insect who so sharply resents Interference with her affaire, they were Initiated to th art of lining bees, and thereafter every tramp afleld waa with an object to view. Bee hunting possesses a charm peculiarly It own and It can be practiced wherever flowers grow, even -within the limits of a town. The necessary outfit consists of a box three Inches square and aa many deep. This la divided into an upper and lower story by means of a slide. The cover la fitted with a glass window. In-tlower compartment to placed a piece of comb filled with a ayrap of sugar and water. The slide la pushed to place and the nearest flower bed or clover patch Is sought. , With tha box in one hand and the cover in tha other, it is an easy matter to trap a honey bee busy robbing a flower of lti sweets. Watching her through tha glass window, the moment she quiets down the slide is gently drawn. It does not take tha bee long to discover the syrup, and she at once begins to load up with this treasure. The box la now placed on' a post and a sharp watch maintained. Presently tht) bee Is sated, and, circling for her bearlngs, starts straight for the hive or tree. When she comes back, for she will surely return, sha will bring another bee with her, and to turn this one will bring a third, and so on until a line Is established. Then, while one or more All with tha ayrap, tha cover Is reduced and tha box carried forward along the Una of flight. From the stopping point a new line will be established as before. Thus to time will tha bees lead straight to their home. atop, you mustnt talk that way," Her head spun a little. It was the heat. "Senora, I lofe yo. I lofe yo free year. I not make yo cook, en cook, dam de cookin', come en go vamoa, wl me, Ill mek de pwsns do de rook In. I got blc dobe way town In Durango, cool, nice dobs bowse wla what you call him squirt water up In On, Hope Ever. the patio or de ferns. En de orange, Hop or.Hope be hope aver; though en de feeg, en da rose tree aU bout dark, set Tho sunburst mar smile on ths de house It so cool, en shady. 1 got land, heap land, en cattle. I only stay Tho thou art lonely, there an r will tnerk roun hyar cause I lofe yo. Yo come lonelinee and guerdon all thy sorThrrow I en l get de padre to marry u de muet toll Jmong cold and sorTho thou padre way down In Durango he did men, know no deeference If Senor 'Awklns With none to echo back thy thought, thee. be live. Ef yo say so 1 go keel Sen Cheeror lovepoor heart I thou drat not beet up. or Awklns?" He had hla arm about In vain. over For God U all and Heaven above the- e' "Rafael, anybody. when John bad talked of coming vest, she had dreamed of cool edobt house with splashing fountain! in tin patio of o rungs and lemon tree In blossom of great scarlet geranium trees and vines and flow-er- a an Indolent, easy manana sort of existence. But thlq. Instead. Bhe looked about tha rough plank house to utter disgust and weariness. Whit waa th nse of It aU? What did it amount to? What wu there to look forward to, except a continuation of the drudgery? And day by day her youth, her good looks were slipping from her, ground Into nothlng-nes- s by loll of an nnremltttog sort What wu there left for her, now that he had found, out tha hue clay of her John now that lova wu dead? ghe remembered a llttla Yana aha had read somewhere, la her more impressionable days, and ther wu la refrain running through it at to fnd of each stance: -a-nd th light of a whole Ufa dies, When kv is don."' r ringing fg her eiux. Just tout much of it Eh could not rocall I the rest of th line. A PASTIME. u , This Bath Good Far Insomnia. la a simpi and available bath for to nervoua-lworn and those who cannot sleep o' nights. It wu to prescription of aa old physician. Taka of aan salt four ounces, spirits of ammonia two ounces, spirits of camphor two ounces, of pur alcohol eight ounces, and sufficient hot water to make a full quart of to liquid. Dissolve tha sea salt in to hot water and let stand until cool Pour Into to alcohol tha aptrltg of ammonia and camphor .Add. to alt water, shake, well and bottle for nse.' With a soft sponge dipped In tola mixture wet over th surface of th whole body. Hub vigorously until the skin glows. When nervous or bine or wakeful do not omit tots' bath. The rest and refreshing that follow win amply repay toe effort re ' ) qulrad to prepare It Her al y A Faareom Monster. A Texas steer fell overboard from a eoutwls steamer tha other day and swam for miles before succumbing to old Neptune. He wu observed through to glus of a Jersey hotel proprietor, who straightway notified toe prase of sighting a mysterious, horrid sen serpent of a dun hn and with th tall of a lion, which wallowed frantically amid to waves, pouting columns of water from Its mouth Ilk a whale. The season lx aid to have opened auspiciously for that ingenious bonlface. . A Chilly Mule TI(C with the Tibet A correspondent mission tells a mule story: Mol, apparently, do not die from any causa, and this mission hu again proved toe extreme hardihood of these anlmala. When the mission first crossed th Jelapsta, a mule slipped In the dusk and fell Into th lake at th bottom of It wu thought to be the pus. Next morning a convoy drowned. found it with Its nos just abov the ice, the rest of Its body literally fro? leg In. Pickaxes were brought and to animal wu dug out. It la nowi working ss usuaL" . , |