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Show t ( INTERNATIONAL j com-'ma- I There was a brad rift in tae above of leaves canopy idark monarch a mighty where them, had been stircken 'of the wood from bis place by a lightning stroke, and the starlight and pale radiance of ithe waxing moon shone down, dissipating a little of the darkness. They could see the trunk of the trees, the Iblack shadows cast on the ground by dbe huge limbs above, and it was very evident there was no longer present the Stall figure of the mysterious guide they had followed thus far. The countess stood motionless, pet-- i Her rifled with astonished dismay. whether to feel knew scarcely daughter relieved, or more deeply terrified. What can it mean? whispered the I countess; this seems incredible. t . , PRE3S ASSOCIATION. CHAPTER V. (CoSTiscin.) Summon up your fortitude, my love, I beseech you, for I am deeply interested in the accomplishment of our purpose. I have an uneasy consciousness of a brewing tempest, and if it be possible I wish to ascertain in what Quarter to mistrust treachery. If you remain undaunted I shall be cure to keep my courage. Go then, my love, to prepare a warm mantle, and we will take our dinner upstairs, and, the moment the tray is removed we will slip away unperceived into the garden, from which it will be easy to steal across the lawn, since none of the servants venture out after sunset. As they had arranged, the. countess , and her daughter slipped through an unfrequented corridor and reached the balcony,. from which a long flight of steps descended to the garden, and W'hile the whole household believed them sitting quietly in the little boudoir, as was ther custom after dinner, they were speeding along across the park, holding each other by the band, while the evening shadows gathered quickly around their pathway. Mamma, whispered Lady Felicie, as soon as she found breath, M. Pierre may have seen us as we crossed the terrace. "No, my love, answered the countess triumphantly. From my retreat in the rear I saw him emerge from that long unused door under the portico; he locked it carefully behind him, and stole along through the shrubbery like a guilty .creature. He had something under his arm, too; he h.s half an hour at least the advantage over us, but I hope to discover something concerning his movements before we return. And you are not afraid? queried Lady Felicie in a trembling voice. Ah, my child, does not love for her young make the tigress fight desperately against fearful odds? Will not the gentlest and most timid of the bru e creation dare anything to protect their I offspring from menacing danger? have an instinctive fear that peril Is at hand; for myself I should be little alarmed; for your sake, my Felicie, I am ready to brave anything. Lady Felicie pressed her hand warmly, but she still trembled. I am not sure that I am more afraid of M. Pierre if he discovers ue than of the ghostliest ghost that was ever seen. He is the more dangerous person, certainly; but we will not be seen. You said Jeannot put you into a place completely screened with vines. Can you find it again? Oh, yes; keep hold of my hand, mamma, and I will lead you thither. They passed on the rest of the way in silence, walked very swdftly till they reached the low underbrush, and keeping as much as possible In the shade of the trees. Felicie drew her breath more quiver-mgl- y as they gained the woods, but went on steadily to the same retreat into w'hich Jeannot had introduced her. They were scarcely settled there before the crackling boughs announced an approach. The two watchers held their breath, and peered forward. The same dark figure with the shovel, the slow pace and weird accompanying light this time it was passing into the wood. The countess, holding her daughters hand firmly, stepped out from her hiding place as soon as it had passed a short distance beyond them, j Lady Felicie hung back a moment, obeying the somewhat impatient of the countees, who whispered 'cautiously: j Do not spoil all, Felicie; come with me, or I shall follow alone. j suppose It turns Oh, mamma, around and sees us? returned Felicie, in the same suppressed voice. "I cannot helpr it; I will know who and what it is; but the shade on this side will prevent our detection if we 'step cautiously. I .And the heroic countees trod lightly on the mossy bank, taking care to avoid the drier and more rustling pathway, and left her daughter to follow behind her. j The luminous circle in which the dark figure walked was their guide, for 'as they advanced the gloomy darkness was deepened. It paused at length and seconds. few a for stationary The countess, holding her pistol w'ith on to the 'desperate firmness, passed utter horror of Lady Felicie, who dared 'not, however, remain behind. Nearer and nearer to the mysterious Lady 'figure advanced the two ladies. Felicies heart beat suffocatingly, but jthe countess compelled herself to be sternly calm, when just as they seemed to reach it lo! light, figure and all had ivanished. r saw him so plainly just here by this huge tree, and as if by magic he has vanished entirely. He certainly could not have paseed on that is impossible; and he is not here that is equally certain. Oh, mamma, if it were really a ghost! I do not believe in ghosts, Felicie, was the dry response. And still the countess looked around her anxiously. Suddenly Felicie, half dead with fear, seized her arm. She turned hastily, and behold! some distance down the path was the same figure retracing his steps; it seemed like some spectre watchman on his rounds. Even the stout heart of the countess was appalled. But another involuntary exclamation from Felicie gave her renewed courage. Behold! from the opposite direction came another figure, dark cloaked, spade equipped, likewise attended by the floating circle of light. What! thought the countess, two ghosts, possibly- three, and at this early hour? Now am I certain that this has a deeper significance than ever. Mamma, mamma! implored Felicie, what will become of us? We must secrete ourselves somewhere. Dont tremble so, my precious one, there is time for us to retreat. The words died off from her lips as a strange voice suddenly exclaimed: Trust yourselves with me there Is not a moment to lose. From whence did it come, the ground or the 6kies? Poor Felicie was beyond shrieking; her heart stood still, and she felt a cold chill creeping over her whole frame. for But the countess, struggling calmness, though her voice shook, answered: Who are you and where? A friend; one whom you need never fear to trust. Come! As if by magic, the great tree trunk against which the countess leaned, yawned, and there stood the dark figure who had so strangely disappeared. Come in hither quickly and you are safe. Still, though the other apparitions were rapidly nearing, the countess hes- itated. Who are you? repeated she again. He reached forward, and whispered a name In her ear. Come, Felicie! exclaimed the lady, and the daughter was strangely thrilled by the blended relief and sadness of her voles. They stepped, both of them. Into what seemed a circular closet, and weird, brownie doorway closed after them. Their unseen companion pointed out several holes in the gnarled trunk, whispering: "There are convenient windows; you may still watch your friends, if it Is for that you ventured here. le CHAPTER VI. HE space allowed only close quarters, and Felicie could hear her mother breathing heavily. Mamma, whis- pered she, you are ill? and gaining courage herself at the seeming prostration of her mother, she added cheerfully, "I am certain we may trust this gentleman, whoever he is, and the moment they are gone we can return to the chateau. No, my child, I am not ill, nor in the least frightened. I rest secure and confident. Is that quite true? whispered the stranger. "Entirely, was the low response. Thank you. I hope the darkness does not trouble you, nor the closeness of the dir. I might give you light, but it would betray our retreat. But, hush! they are apprqaching. The rendezvous i3 at the other tree. The countess bent her eye to the little aperture, and plainly discerned three figures, all alike, so that one might be readily taken for the other. They sat down, not two yards from the tree which Loitered their unsuspected watchers. Well, Jaques, what news tonight? said M. Pierre's dry, rasping voice; how goes on the cause? Gloriously, comrade! Paris is all in a ferment, and the fever is spreading through the country. What think you a great company of them went out to that tyrant Louis' palace, and compelled him to consent to some of A few the Assemblys requirements. more such riots, and the whole thing is done, so say a host of the leaders. Then hurrah for a republic! We will make our proud masters drink of the cup they would have given to us. You are quite sure it is true? quesThere tioned M. Pierre, cautiously. will be no mistake about it? Not a bit of it. Jaques came direct from Paris to Frejus. Why. they have killed half a dozen of the aristocratic upholders already; they are expecting a general rise every night; the king himself suspects it, for he attempted to escape, but they brought him back in triumph. Then our plans may safely go on? To be sure. Make certain of all the treasure you can; it won't be long before the whole peasantry will come forward to take their share. What harm In looking out for ours ahead? The three laughed coarsely. We havit got a very mean fortune stowed away already, observed I tell you what, comrade Jaques. Pierre, you have managed the thing famously. You ought to go to Paris and take a hand there. Perhaps I shall, when the outbreak comes; to tell the truth, the peasants of the Languedoc lands owe me a littio grudge, and I shouldnt care to remain They here when they obtain control. dont consider that the count compels me to be harsh with them. I shouldnt like to stand in his shoes in that day, laughed the other man. I dont doubt but they will tear him limb from limb. You will look out for the girl. If I shouldnt be around? shes my prize, jou know, said M. Pierre. What, the daughter? she's a comely wench, they say. Yes, and as haughty as a queen to me. Its out of revenge that I mean to take possession of her, after her parents are killed, replied M. Pierre, in a fierce tone. Felicie reached forward and grasped her mother's icy cold fingers; their unseen companion clenched his hand w rathfuliy. M. Pierre went on: Ive brought some more of the plate tonight. The counts keeping away is a store of luck for us. They don't think of using the richest service at all, and no or.e looks after it. It was a bright Idea, playing the ghost. They are all afraid of their own shadow, and dont think of attending to half their duty. The moment the sun sets not a soul of them ventures out of the chateau, and I doubt if the peasants leave their cottages. The field is left clear to us. It is cleverly managed, comrade, 1 I have brought grant you that. some more pikes. We must bury these, too. But I reckon they wont lie long If the signs dont fail, in the ground. it w'ont be a month before we are masters here. Do you know what the signal will be? to trust. must wait for the tide to set In All whom we dared tve Lt from Big dinners are so common nowadpys such as Mr. ana Mrs. Jameson James will give dinner of 2i0 covers, followed by a dance at their Newport cottage, passes without special notice. A few years ago the entertainment of such a number at a private house would have been out of the question. It was not long startled ago that the Bradlev-Martin- s society by building a new room over in New York, especialtheir back-yar- d ly for the accommodation of the supper arrangements at a ball. Today New York set none of the ultra-smawould consider for an Instant a house which did not have rooms large enough Twenty-fiv- e for all purposes. years ago few houses were large enough e'en for dances, and only Mrs. Astor and M- -s August Belmont had picture pallet ies which could be converted into ballrooms in case of necessity. That made the popularity of the Patriarchs and such organizations, but such a state is now rapidly passing away, as there are twenty piivate ballrooms in New York today where there was one fifteen years ago. This is true also at all the big and fashionable eastern watering places. FOU WOMAN AND HOME that an announcement ITEMS OF INTEREST TO MAIDS AND MATRONS. Some Current Note of th Modes Trobleins for tt later Slyler tnrUio Matters of Interest to th Fair Set tautty Fair. Love Lire On. TOOK from their hiding place last rt nteht e 1 1 e r , Your swietheart. ami 1 real, Ami their passion the waning light. Though 1 sal love is M in thrilP-- . dead But tears camei back to my worl worn eyes a golden June As I thought of And lo ers who sang. AN Love never dies inle boats Unit under the moon." For white wings come and white tails go IUiftmg out Into the dawn. But memory comes with retlueut flow, Ani its true as ever it was, 1 know, That love lives on and on. dressmakers. Now the dainty summer dress must be cast aside for the morn substantial materials and elegance of winter outfit. What shall I wear? Is the question that confronts every woman the monnut she arrives in town, and the summer vaiation rapidly becomes an indistinct memory of relief, comfort and unappreciated joy as the trying problem itself and the work of refurnishing her entire wardrobe goes on. The most definite mode which meets her eye just at the moment is tha blouse in every possible variation of fulness and decoration which fashion can devise. To be sure, it is not altogether new, for it was tentatively introduced in the spring, when it was well received, but it is here now with emphatic dedaration, and a blouse of some sort scents to be a fashionable necessity for all the women who are slender enough to wear it with grace. Stout women are advised by one au- as.-er- ts Cooking Thermometer. Cooking themometers ate rather exhand. pensive those of American manufacOr the glance of a strangers eve. ture cost $3.50, and imported thermomOr a kindly act in a foreign land. Or the gleam of a starry sky. eters $5 but the sale of them is inOr a drifting boat on a silver lake. creasing. They are made of porcelain Or a lily you touch w 1th your oar. Or the sound of the winds and waves that and of iron, the standard supporting the tube containing the mercury Inclinbreak In melody on the shore. ing backward at an angle from the so that the marking can he easily as But long as wh'te wings come and go Ivse, read. The scale is marked up to 400 Or drift in the rosy dawn. Vhile memory comes with refluent flow. degrees and over, and the several propIt Is true as ever it was, I know. er cooking temperatures are set forth That love lives on and on. Emma Blayton Stabury In New Eng- on the taermometers as follows: Correct heat for roasts in ovens: Pork, land Magazine, 320; veal, 320; beef, 310; mutton, 300. Correct heat for baking: Puff pastry, ITetty Ueslgu. 340; bread, 340; pastry, 320; meat pies, 290. Cooking thermometers are sold for household use and for hotels and It comes with the touch or the clasp of a restaurants. Kent the Kalftaman. From the St. Louis Republic: A week ago two flnancees, with several huu-die- d other young women from the country, reached St. Louis to make their fall purchases from the wholesale houses. Financee No. 2 went to one large millinery house to buy goods, and the other young lady to another large establishment. If they had been men It would never have happened, but, being women, each young lady wished to see just as much without paying for it as she possibly could. So Financee No. 2 set out on a tour of the other trimming rooms and with poetic justice at her elbow she stepped unconsciously into the trimming room of the establishment where Financee No. 1 was doing her buying. The one young lady had gone in just ahead of the other. and in carelessly opening her had dropped a letter. Financee Vault y Fair. No. 2 picked up the letter. She knew Lawn parties are a new society ex that handwriting among a thousand periment. Invitations recently sent out and just from force of habit she retired from a Long Island country house read to a corner and read it through. It told Mrs. S as follows: requests the the story plainly enough. Now, every pleasure of your company to drink a milliner knows that It is impossible for A Widow Nyndtrate Paris. There are hundreds ready to spread the spirit through the country when the scheme is ripe. I have spoken for a fishing smack said to wait for me off St. Thomas, M. Pierre, at length. What is that for? To take the treasure to safety, and maybe I shall go too. That is queer. I should think you would stay to see the fun out. Maybe; but I shall want to take Lady Felicie away. Phell have to leave off the lady precious soon, Im thinking. But come, if we are to bury the pikes and the silver, its time to attend to the digging. Jolly ghosts are we! It was rare sport for me to throw my brimstone around when that old demented Jeannot was coming toward me. We must thank him for the idea; I should never have thought of It but for I believe you wont be able to him. turn the old dotard; hell stand up for that proud woman and her daughter to the last minute; I can swear to that. Then he will get knocked over himself, thats all, was the brutal rejoiner. And taking up their shovels the three worthies went forward a little distance, and they in the tree could hear the rapid shoveling and careless talk for a half hour at least. Then 6lowly one by one they dispersed, and all was silent in the forest. When the coast was once more clear the countess exclaimed fervently: Thank Heaven that I was prompted to come. I shall at least know where to look for my enemy. Oh, why does the count linger In Paris? Because he could not leave. An edict ha3 gone forth from the Assembly prohibiting any one from leaving Paris. It will not hinder him long, however. I left means for their escape, and you ent now. may expect them any You are so kind, faltered the countess. It is all I live for, except to see poor France cleared from a weight of tyrand I learnreply. ny," was the ed of this conspiracy through a comrade of Jaques, in Paris, and have cautiously watched their movements. A blessed accident revealed to me the hollow trunk of this huge tree. I went to work cautiously and sawed out the door, fitting it with secret hinges. I have excavated a lateral passage below. See, this board can be lifted. There will be a comfortable and safe retreat under ground just below that huge rock, in two days more. I shall store food there. It is for you and your daughter, if the terrible days come I dread come before you are able to escape from these chores. Innocent and noble hearted' as you are, you will be sacrificed because of your connection cup of coffee and hear the song of the 5 with Count Languedoc, unless I save lark on Saturday morning at oclock. N. B. Dancing in the dew. The postyou. seems to indicate that the party Heaven bless you! ejaculated Lady script was merged into a Kneipp-cur- e affair. Felicie. are making remarks The countess struggled a moment about the difference in traveling parawith herself, and then said, firmly: phernalia of today from that of a few You must save the count, likewise, years back. The average summer travor I shall not stir a step from the eler in the 80s managed to get along chateau! d with a carpetbag and a I will do my receptacle hardly large enough to conIf it be possible. tain one puffed sleeve. Even in hoop-skibest, was the grave reply. Now I can exclaim aVo Heaven days things seemed to accommobless you, Emile! sobbed the countess. datingly fold up into a small SDace, but Emile! exclaimed Lady Felicie, today when there Is no crinoline and wear simple shirt waists and plain oh, mamma, is it Emile? Hov I wish girls skirts, they require enough trunks to it were not dark! stock a store. Even the men are obligTO ) i OVTiNnia. ed to have bags galore, bicycle trunks, golf-baand Saratogas and old people The Gaelic Tongue. n travel with medicine bags, a The number of persons in the United befilled with shawlstraps wraps Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland sides their trunks. That all this amazwho use Gaelic as their native laning mass of bags, trunks and boxes Is guage is much larger than is commonso swiftly and safely handled by the Irely supposed; It includes 660,000 in baggage-smashea subject land, 350,000 la Wales and 230,000 it of wonder. Scotland. ret-ieu- le thority on fashion to avoid it as they would the plague;" but a slight pouched effect In the front of a bodice is often becoming to generously pro- portioned figures. Tlie latest winter blouse has a basque formed of either square tabs or a scant frill, the former being the favorite model, as it adds less to the size of the hips. The effect of a long waist is essential to the good style of a blouse, and the narrow jeweled belt is anBut this is other important feature. rather expensive, and a very satisfactory belt can lie made of black satin ribbon wide enough to wrinkle a little on a white or colored satin lining, and buckle. fastened with an oval The Russian biouse is properly a street garment, worn over a fancy bodice of silk or lace, and fastens up the front or not, as you choose, being sometimes turned back two inches on either side to show a pretty colored satin lining or velvet facing. It is decorated elaborately with braid and beaded trimmings and edged with handsome fur, and is altogether charming on the right If you are very slight, the woman. blouse is cut loose, to fall a little over the belt all the way around, and If not, it may be plain and close in the back, cut-ste- sad-tone- Old-time- rs cloth-covere- rt EO.ME OF THE LATEST DESIGNS. two women to own the same bonnet; and also that no woman wishes to own a bonnet after it has been worn by another woman. Consequently it was a very easy matter for the two financees to agree, when they formed each other's acquaintance that evening in the hotel, that they were both done with the young man. He was expected to c ill that evening early upon fiancee No. 1. But they both met him in fiancee No. 2s drawing room, where they said, AVe thought wed save you trouble, and give you only one pang instead of two, for weve both decided to And now the break our engagements. young man has added a new word to Sam Wellers warning, and he says, Bevare of viildeis, and also of milliners. cut in one piece, loose in front, with the square tabs below the belt, made long or short as they are most becoming. Very pretty effects for house dresses made with the blouse waist are produced with black vplvet either an inch and a half or two inches wide. This is sewn in stripes up and down, the width of the velvet apart, on white satin which forms the bodice. Quite Kilrint Lamb I dont understand how a man can afford to take public offices when it costs more than the salary comes to to get elected. Wolf It is evident you were not cut out for a statesman. Boston Transcript. gs half-doze- ed rs Fht Shall She Wear? The first revolution in the season's wheel of fahion has come like a thief In the night to disturb the peace of the last days of a restful summer, which brought no thought of how to fashion eur garments, no tiresome visits to th riimcatt. Fair Visitor "I suppose, Mr. Palette, that true art is very difficult to understand? Mr. Palette "About as difficult to derstand. madam, as it is to sell. troit Free Precs. unDe- |