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Show t' -tv, '' ,: V sr ; -U I A SWCBT IMSTffljEr "lWTAHMAGE ia the saving of a 1Y1 J'unfl: n"n," said my Aunt Tatliitha, sententiously. I assented, for I find it pays to give a ready acquiescence to abstract propositions. proposi-tions. "You must marry," continued my aunt. 1 hesitated, for the assent to the concrete con-crete is more dangerous. "I am still very young," I said, meek- My aunt turned to my mother. "Whom shall Alfred marry ?" My mother nhook her head. "Somebody nice," she volunteered. "Wliat do you say to Letitia Brown-Jow?" Brown-Jow?" asked my aunt. "I would prefer to say nothing to Letitia lirownlow," I interposed, hastily- "Or Amelia Stafforth?" "Is she not rather" my mother waved one hand "and Alfred is so elim." "I think she has a very fine figure," responded my aunt. "Or there is Gertrude Ger-trude Williams; she will have a fortune, if she outlives her sisters." "There are only five of them," I said, hopefully. "Or Mabel Gordon?" "She has taken a course of cooking lessons," observed my mother. "No, none of these! " I cried, decisively- My aunt looked offended, "Very well, then, choose for yourself," your-self," she said, tartly. I thought for a moment. "What do you say to Winifred Fra-ser?" Fra-ser?" "That minx?" cried my aunt. "Oh, Alfred!" echoed my mother. "Why noi?" I asked. "Such a dreadful family!" said my mother. "So fast!" interjected my aunt. "Hut have you never noticed the sun on her hair?" I asked, innocently. My aunt drew lierseh" up. "We have not noticed the sun on her hair," she said, with much dignity, "nor do we wish to observe the sun on her hair." I was justly annoyed. "I really think it must be Winifred Fraser," I said. "She is very fond of me " "How can you be so cruel to me!" cried my mother. "Have you noticed how gray my hair is getting? You will not have me long." She drew out 1 handkerchief. "You will come to a bad end," said my aunt. "I always thought you were depraved. If you marry that painted hussy you must not expect my countenance." counte-nance." "I'ndcr the circumstances I will not marry Winifred Fraser," I said, with preat magnanimity, for I did not particularly par-ticularly want my aunt's countenance. My aunt sniffed. "You had better not." "I merely joked," I said, soothingly, remembering she had not made her will. "Indeed!" "The truth is" I dropped my voice "I am in love with some one else." "And you never told me!" said my mother, reproachfully. "The girl I love ia not free." "Married," cried my aunt. "Not married but engaged." "Who U it?" asked my mother, gently- I was silent for a moment, and then I sighed. "It i:; Constance Burleigh." There was a momentary silence, broken by my aunt. "I did not know Constance was engaged. en-gaged. " "It is a secret; you must not repeat what I have told you." "I don't like these secret engagements," engage-ments," said my aunt, brusquely. "Who told you?" "She told me herself." "Who is the man?" "I do not think I should repeat his name." "I hope Constance is not throwing herself away." I shook my head doubtfully "You know the man?" I nodded. : "Is he quite quite ' Again I shook my head doubtfully. "What have you heard?" my aunt asked, eagerly. "I don't think I ought to repeat these things." "You can surely trust your mother," murmured my mother. "And my discretion," said my aunt. "Well," I said, "I have been told he is cruel to his mother." "Keally," cried the two ladies, in a breath. "His mother told me ao herself." "How sad," said my mother. "Another relation of his. told me he was depraved." "i'ooi, poor Constance," whispered my mother. "And would probably end badly." "I expect he drinks," said my aunt, yrimly. "Does Constance know thia?" asked my mother. "I don't think so." "You did not tell her?" "Of course not." "I consider it your duty to.'1 "I really cannot." "Then I will," said my aunt, resolutely. resolute-ly. "What I have said has been in confidence." con-fidence." "I do not care." "I beg you not to do so "It Is my duty. I am too fond of Constance to allow her to throw her-self her-self away on this worthless man." I rhrugged my shoulders. "Do ns you pleare, but don't mention my name. 15 v the way, Constance anid she ' probably call thia afternoon." At that moment the bell rang. "That may be she." said my aunt, flying fly-ing to the window. "It 1"." yt ' 1 S' up slowly andsauntered into the consertory, which adjoins the drawing-room. From behind a friendly palm I could see without being seen, I saw my aunt look toward my mother. "If we open her eyes," I heard her whisper, "it may pave the way for Alfred." My mother said nothing, but I saw the same hope shine from her eyes. The door opened and the servant announced an-nounced Constance. She came forward with a little eager rush, then stopped snori, cmtiarnvised by the want of ! reciprocity. "We are glad to see you," said my mother, and kissed her. My aunt came forward. "We were just speaking of you," she said', solemnly- "Sit down." Constance looked' a little erusJiedi "1 thought Alfred would have told you," the murmured. "We have heard" began my aunt. "Hush," interposed my mother. "Come nearer me, Constance. Won't you take off your hat?" Constar.co came and eat by her side. "I was anxious to come and tell you that that " "If you are alluding to your engagement," engage-ment," said my aunt, somewhut evere-ly, evere-ly, "we have already heard: of it." "You have heard?" criedi Constance. "With the deepest sorrow." Constance drew herself up. "You do not approve?" she asked, proudly. "We love you too much," said my mother, gently. Constance looked bewildered. "You are too good for the wretch," cried my aunt. "What ! Oh, what do you mean ?" exclaimed ex-claimed Constance. "If you marry this man," continued my aunt, vigorously, "you will regrd it." My mother took her hand. "My sis ter should not tell you this o suddenly." sud-denly." "It is my duty to speak, and I will," cried my aunt. "I will not let Constance unite herself to this man with her eyes closed." "What have you against him?" demanded de-manded Constance, a red. spot beginning begin-ning to burn in each cheek. "He drinks," answered my aunt, almost al-most triumphantly. Constance sank back in the cushions. "I don't believe it," she said, faintly. "He ill-treats his mother beats her, I believe," continued my aunt. "This cannot be true," cried Constance. Con-stance. "Mrs. Granville, tell me." My mother nodoVd sadly. "Alas! I cannot deny it." Consta.nce arose. "This is awful!" she said, holding on to the back of the sofa. "I could never have believed it." She put her hand to her forehead. "It is like a bad dream." "My poor, dear Constance," mur mured my mother, rising and putting her arms round her. My aunt brought up her artillery. "He is thoroughly depraved; and will come to a bad end. Tlis relations ore a one on this- point." Constance buried her face in my mother's bosom. "Oh, dear! oh, dear! and I loved him so! " she sobbed. In the adjoining room I was becoming becom-ing uncomfortable. "We thought it rigM to tell you." said my aunt, moved by her tears, "though Alfred begged and implored us not to." "I could never, never have believed it," sobbed Constance. "Poor, poor Mrs. Granville!" My mother soothed her. "How diftcult you must have felt it to tell me this!" exclaimed Constance, drying her tears. "It was so good of you. I will not give him tmotlicr thought. To treat his mother so cruelly cruel-ly I Oh, Mrs. Granville, I am so sorrv for you!" "It is I who am sorry for you," said my mother, dhubtfully. "And no one would have dreamed it. We always thought you were so fond f him and spoiled him utterly. And all the time you were hiding your sorrow. sor-row. How noble of you!" My mother looked at Aunt Tabitha. who returned her stare. "Whoever is it?" said Aunt Tabitha, whispering. "Find out." "Where did you meet him, dearest?" whispered my mother. "Meet him? Why, here, of course," said Constance, with opening eyes. "Yes, yes, of course," said my mother, mystified. "I thought you would be pleased and I hurried neross to tell you." "Can Alfred have made a mistake?" muttered my aunt, hoarsely. The two elder ladies stood still in the utmost embarrassment, "I shall never be happy again," said Constance, mournfully. "Don't say that," implored my mother. "Perhaps there is a mistake." "How can there be a mistake?" asked Constance, raising her head. "There can be no mistake," jsaid my aunt, hastily. "How could he be cruel la you?" Crieu V. uulaLL', Ulo&lij" Ujj I..Ulubl'. "Cruel to me?" cried my mother. "You said he was cruel to you." "Of whom are you speaking?" cried both ladies. "Of Alfred, of course." The two elder ladiea sat down suddenly. sud-denly. "You ar not engaged to Alfred!" they gasped, simultaneously. "To whom else?" said Constance, in amazement. ; "There is some misunderstanding," I observed, amoothly, coming la at the moment. The three fell upon me together. It took at least an hour to explain. Yet I said nothing which was not strictly strict-ly true, "You will not allow these practical jokea when you are married, will you, Conny?" said my mother, fondly. "I will not!" replied Constance, tightening tight-ening ber lip. "Marriage is tbe eaviog of a young man," repeated my aunt, grimly. Chambers' Journal. HOW POLLY PROPOSED. (Concluded) Punctually at live o'clock I donned my sprucest attire, and with a smart flower in my button-hole gay dog that I was slipped over the fence. Mis Ilaohelwas there, looking as fresh as u spring cabbage with the dew on it. which I cousider a very pretty simile, and she bade me welcome with one of her beaming smilea. There, too, was the unlucky parrot in it cage, and standing just outside the summer-house. summer-house. I had noticed that it had been set out to sun itself us usual on all fn o days, and as far as I could see nothing had transpired to make me think the.y had any cause to suspect my imposition. I purposely sat with my buck to it. and avoided taking notice of it in any way whatever. Tea went off all right; my old friend was very cheery and Miss Rachel showed me great attention. I could hear Polly rubbing her beak up and down the wires of the cage, and swinging swing-ing backwards and forwards in the metal ring. After the meal Capt. Travers went indoors to get his supply of necessaries for the evening, and, turning to mc, Miss Travers commenved: "By-the-by, Capt. Mnnley, how is your parrot ? I have not seen it out in the garden lately." 1 felt my. heart beating a bit faster, but with every semblance of outward calm, I said: "No the fact is. it's not been at all well; in fact, it's dead." "Dead!" she exclaimed. "Well, 1 never. What did it die of?" "I really don't know," I replied. "It died quite suddenly about a week ago." "I hope our Tolly isn't going to follow fol-low suit." she continued. "She has bcei: very dull and quiet the last few days, but seems a bit. more lively this evening. even-ing. I don't think she ha.s spoken a word all the week." "Thank goodncsn!"! inwardly ejaculated. ejacu-lated. Things were beginning to look aoit awkward, and I cast about for something some-thing to change the course of conversation. conversa-tion. I am not. a quick thinker, however, how-ever, and before I could collect my wits. Miss Travers continued: "Dcar,dear,to think your poor Polly's dead! Well, I am sorry! Isould be sorry to lose yuu, Polly dear," she said, addressing ad-dressing the parrot. "But really, Capt. Manley," looking me straight in th'-face, th'-face, "I can't make, our Pollyout. Sometimes I could almost believe she was a different bird. She hasn't onci' seemed pleased to see ine all t he week." I felt the blood rapidly rising to my cheeks r.nd forehead, but I trusted to my tanned complexion for it not tr show. I feebly replied: "Perhaps she's; moulting." It was an unlucky slip. "Well, now I come to think," said Miss Travers, "I noticed that itF tail looked much paler after its bath the other morning, and the water was quite red. Is that u sign of moulting?" "'es, I often used to notice it about my own parrot." "But T thought your bird had no red about it," she pursued. "Confound the woman's persistence," I thought, but I stammered: "I mean that is to say you see I've noticed it in all red parrots I have ever come across. They shouldn't be bathed r.i all, it injures their constitution." "Oh! I thought you recommended it," she said. So I hatl, dozens of times. "Only for the gray ones,"I said, forming a convenient con-venient distinction on the spur of the moment. Mrs-s Travers did not seem inclined to pursue the subject further, much to my satisfaction, nud then there was a dead pause. During the whole of our conversation conversa-tion the subject of it had not ceased-to ceased-to continue its antics in the wire cage. Whether it was the sound of my voice that caused it to be thus excited I do not know, but at thia opportunity it burst in with "Hi, hi!" I was getting desperate, and could think of nothing to change the subject : and yet if I didn't say something I was terribly afraid the parrot would. A bicycle bell Bounded down the road. "Are you thinking of getting a bicycle, bi-cycle, Miss Travers?" I said. "Xo, certainly not," she replied: "how can you ask such a question?" Another awful pause, during which I mopped the perspiration from my brow. "Ra. Ra Rachel, I love you!" came In clear tones from behind my back. The wretched bird hod caught the exact ex-act tone of my voice. "Capt. Manley! Sir!" said Miss Travers, Trav-ers, raising herself to her full five feet one and oie-balf incheo. "Did you address ad-dress that remark to me, sir?" 1 had, however, utterly collapsed, and burying my head in my hands, I leaned down on the little round table. Whether Wheth-er the sight of the poor old ship in distress dis-tress touched her tender heart I don't know, but she added, in softer tone: "This is very unexpected, Capt. Man-ley." Man-ley." I could hold out no longer. "Miss Rachel," I cried, "I'm a thundering thun-dering old hpyoerite. My parrot isn't dead at all; there it is in that cage; it'n youra that'a dead; I ahol it. I didu't mean to. Can you forgive me for all the lies I told you?" "All right! All right!" said the solemn sol-emn voice of the parrot behind me, "It was Polly that made that remark just now, not I; but, believe me, she speaks the truth, if I don't. Rachel, I do really love you." I ventured to look up. Tears were standing in her eyea, and the expression on her face made me hope that I did not look quite such a big booby ia her eye as I felt 1 did In my own. Moving nearer, I claaped her hand, end as it was not withdrawn, I put one arm gently round her ample waint. "Now we shan't be long," said the gray parrot. Tit-Bits. Through Tourist Sleeper. Effective January 30th an1 each following Sunday the Rio Grande Western Railway will have a through tourist sleeper for Portland on train No. 1. This car will lay over at Salt Lake City until train No. 3, Sunday nights, deliveries being made to O. S. L. by this train atOgdeu. Eastlound the saute car will be carried from Ogclen to Salt Lake City on train No. 2,every Thursday niorning.laying over at Salt Lake City for train No. 4 Thursday evenings. This weekly service ser-vice wili be operated between Portland Port-land and Boston via O. R. & N O. S. L.. U. G. W.. C. & R. G.. II. I. L. S. & M. S.. N. V. C. and B.& A. U'ys. F. A. Wadleioh, G. P. A. Residence For Sale. I will sell my residence, consisting con-sisting of a seven-room htU9e with hull, bath room ami cellar, with water piped through the house; nice yards and convenient conven-ient out-building8, cheap. A snap for someone. Best situation situa-tion in the cily. Cull on or write me for terms. Wm. M. Roylance, Springville, Utah. Xotlce to Creditors. In the Matter ut the Estate of Ann I). RrtiiKliui'nt. di'rfKd. Creditor will present claims with vouchers to ilie unrtcrkliiiiet) at Sprinpvllle. I tali county. Mute of I'mh, on or before the 26th day of May. A..1). JWJS. John I Bbinghcrst, Administrator the Estate of Ann D. Krlngliurst. deceased. LEGAL SiOTIOE. IN the District Court of the Fourth .Imllrliil District iu and for Utah County. Main of Utah : In the matter of the estate of Nelson I). Crandall. deceased. The petition of John 8. Boyer for letters of art in I nlhi ration Iium been set for hearing, at 10 o'clock a. m.. Saturday, May 7ih.lnwi.iU the ceurt house In l'rovo City, Utah county, State of Utah. Geo. TUvEitCiMP, By A. V. Robison, i, Deputy. Clerk. JiotlceTo Creditors. In pursuance of the provisions of section ninety of the Revised btatutes of Utah IHSts, notice is herehriven tn all wruin. huvinir claims aiii.lnst i". C. Boyer and J. K. Brinit- nursi, lately uoiiir ousiness at prlnitvme, I tali county. State of Utah, under the firm iinme of Boyer & Brlnghurst, to prosentthe same, with the voucheJs ihen-of duly verified, to the underpinned, who lias been duly appointed assignee of said firm of Boyer & Brinirhurst, for the benefit of their creditors, at his oflice, at the store heretofore occupied by said firm in SprlntrvMle, Utah, on or before the 31st day of May WM. Dated Sprlugville, Utah. February 21st. 1H9S. MABCO I). BOYKK Assignee. JOHN W. HOOVER, Jr.. MANAGER Springville Roller Mills Manufacturer of and Dealer la Flour and Feed. Custom Grinding a Specialty. Cash Paid for Wheat. Mill Noutii or Si-kinovillb. TIME TABLiBJ EOlt SfUJXOVlLLE. UTAH. GOING WEST No 1. Pacific mall Lv. 11:03 a. m. To Salt Lake, Ogden and the Coast. No. !. I'assenver to Salt Lake.. .Lv. ::H p. in. No. ft. Passenger Uv. 6:30 p. m. No. 2d, Leave 5:55 a. m. imlxedidally except Sunday. Eureka and all Tlntlc points. No. 3. Pacific limited Lv. 7:44 p.m. to Salt Lake, Ogden and the Coast, No. 7, Leave 8;15. in.. Salt Lake City. GOING EAST. No.S, Atlantic Express Lv. 9:Ma.m. to P. V. Junction and Colorado points. No. fl. Pass, and mall Lv. B:40 a. in From Salt Lake to all San Pete points. No. 4, Chicago limited Lv. :00 p. ra. D.O.DODGE. General Manager, 8. II . BABCOCK. V. A. WADLEIGH, Traffic Manager, Cen' Passenger Agt WJH. JH. ROYMJIGE, SpFingville, Utah. "The Produce Merchant." IS HEADQUARTERS FOR :::::: , The Monarch, Defiance, Crescent, and Sterlin Bicycles- And tells all kinds of BICYCLE money if you buy your Peat Tobaeeo Spit u4 Barak Voir 1.1ft Awsy. 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Don't Spend a Dollar Medicine until you have tried ((fDOLMDCS) You can buy them in the paper 5-cent cartons Ten Tabules for Five Cents. Mi art put M akmply to gntltr Mm aalTCnal nrt Hii (or a tow ftm If you don't find this sort of Ripans Tabules At the Druggist's Send Fir Centi to Thx Ritans Chkmioai. Compact, No. io Spruce St., New York, and they will be tent to you by mail; or ia carton will be mailed for 48 centi. The chancei are ten te one that Ripans TabeJe are the rery medicine you need. SUPPLIES. Also repairs wheels and supplies of me. Please call and be convinced. (iWopn nip Uncle Sam's Mails Go east on the Chicago Special the Burlington's new Denver-ChicHgo flyer "the train that brings Chicago a whole day nearer Colorado than it was a year ago". Look at t he time it makes: Leives Denver,. 9;30a. m. Arrives Omaha. .11:55 p. m. same day. Arrives Chicago. 2:15 p. m. next day. Superb equipment. Wide vestibules. Pintsch gas. Tickets at offices of connecting con-necting lines. 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