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Show T i I THAT GIRL of JOHNSONS TSy JEA.fi X.ATE LWDEVM. Anther f Ctrl' ! Mmy." At Ate. Eumd Aecordinc la Act of Contra in tho Voir IMO by Street A Smith. In fb Ottico of lb Libruian of Coueraa, at WoUdiiio, D. C. CHAPTER XXI. Continued. Dolores' heart was no alck, everything waa ao dark for the moment abe could not nee or think clearly, but ahe remembered with stinging distinct-nea- a. What shall I do?" she cried, "what If he should die if he should die before I have asked him to forgive me I cannot live I could nut live, I tell you, and lot him die believ- ehall I do? ing that" "We will be in time, dear," he said, quietly, and ahe did not question it, scarcely heard the more kindly name, though the horror somehow fell away from her heart and a silence and full despair mingled with an indefinite hope rested upon her. Not another word was uttered until they were standing at the door of the hospital. Dolores asked brokenly as ahe clung to his arm, unable to stand alone for the moment: "You are sure sure we are In timer "Yes, said the young man gravely, and with steady assurance in his voice. i r i I i t J ! I I 1 i I t j i J 4 d "Yes, Dolores. Be brave as you always are, and all will be well. And as Dr. Dunwlddle held her hand for a moment, putting new strength Into her fingers from his steady clasp, he said, cheerily: "1 am glad you are here, Miss JohnCHAPTER XXII. son. We will need you In the mornBut Life Went On. ing, but you can do nothing tow and Her father waa dead; she knew it; would only tire yourself to no use. We will call you when it is neces- she accepted it in silence after the first wild return to the realisation of sary." "But I cannot sleep I cannot rest what had come upon her. Only once, until I have seen my father. Dr. Dun- when she was alone with young Green, wlddle. May 1 not at least speak to while they were making preparations to convey the body home, did she fclmr No. I must say no. Miss Johnson. show any sign of emotion. She was Your father Is quiet and in a half standing at the little window in their dose; should you see him now he parlor looking out upon the busy would be too weak to talk to you, and street Dora, who had come to her upon receiving the telegram of her It would be worse than useless." Dolores did not think of resting or uncle's death, was in the inner room sleeping with the great weight of her with Mrs. Allen and the doctors and Injustice to her father upon her mind, one or two of the attendants. Her father was dead dead. Never but the woman who entered with them at the orders of tne doctor to before had she seen death. She knew see that the girl should rest quietly, absolutely nothing about any other removed her things and induced her life, about anything beyond the days to lie down for a moment any way, that passed much alike to her or had and she slept until a light tapping on passed much alike to her until these friends came into her life. Heaven her door awoke her. She answered the rap, a tremor in was where the stars were; her astroher voice, her thoughts confused und nomy told her of God, an infinite Beanable at first to comprehend where ing, all powerful, all merciful; the she waa or why she was there, until Creator of all things, but farther than the voice on the other side of the door that she knew nothing. told her to go to room 17 as soon as Thought crowded upon thought, yet she was ready, and she realised what with a distinctness mingled with - those strange half 'had' come." Intelligible ' words When ahe entered No. 87. Dr. Dun- of the past, that was Intense suffering to her. She was in a half stupor, with wlddle turned to her, as she approachher brain so active that it was ed with a quiet greeting. "We think he wishes to see you, wearing away her very life. Dr. DunHiss Johnson," he said. "Speak to wlddle said that she must be aroused; she must be brought out of this state; him, please." She leaned over the bed with won- she must bo moved to tears, or to derful the hollow face some utterance of her grief. She among the pillows was pallid with the could not go on like this. For a year dews of death upon it; the coarse, now she had been in this strained scant hair, strayed on the pillow. In- state of feeling. He turned to Dora stinctively she touched it half timidly in this time of need. She was not the with her fingers, speaking faintly to pale girl who arrived at the mountain him. a year before; her face had filled out; "Father," she said. "Father!" her cheeks no longer bore the hectic He muttered something unlntelllg- - flush, but held the soft color of advancing health, while her eyes had lost their strained look of suffering. Dr. Dunwlddle called her over to him by the window that morning and she went to him obediently. "Something must be done for your cousin," he said, gravely. "She is in such a state of half consciousness, her senses dulled by too much strain upon them that she is in danger of losing her mind. Go to her. You are a woman, and will know what to da" "But I don't know what to do, she said as gravely as he bad spoken. "Dr. Dunwlddle, Lorie is so different Irora other girls, I don't know what to say when ahe is like that" "It sounds cruel," he said. "Miss Dora, but It is the only thing that can be done, and is true kindness. "You are always kind," she said softly, and the soft eyes lifted to his were womanly eyes, and the tender, drooping face was a sweet face to him. "We will take her away from here as soon as all is over. We return to New York next week. Dr. Dunwlddle. Fatherl Father!" fble without opening his eyes, her There is so much there to take her voice seeming to reach him even in mind from these things; the change his stupor. Then suddenly he started will be good better than anything up and opened wide his eye brilliant else, will it not?" "You are going so soon?" he said, they were with a swift, false light and looked past the girl and those at and the grave voice proved the Inward the bedside, to where young Green control of the tumult In his heart was standing near the window away "Dora Dora, will you leave me with no promise, no word of kindness, no from the others. "Ded ye get ther water?" he whis- hope that I may see you again, have "Were ther gal you love you? You are very kind to pered, hoarsely. thar? Then he sank back muttering: every one, Dora Johnson, out of the DTorew DTores? Why, she's jest pure sweetness of your neart be kind to me and tell me of some kindly DTores that's all. Then, his voice rising above the thought" They had forgotten for the moment hoarse, weak whisper, he called clearDora's ly with a new tone in it the name Do- the girl in the other room. lores had never before heard from hands were close in his. Dora's tender face was lifted up to his with a half him the name of her mother. Tm a rough ole feller. Mary," the shy sweetness upon it. Dora's lips weak, broken voice muttered faintly. were whispering something, he scarce"I dedn't mean ter make ye cry. I ly knew what, only knew that Dora told ye I warn't good 'nnugh fer ye." was giving to him the tender, swast. Dr. Dunwlddle was standing beside womanly heart with its purity and Dolores, and unconsciously his eyes truth giving this Into his keeping to were fastened upon her face, spell- be held, thank God. through all their bound, as were the tender eyes of her lives as the sacred thing it was a friend at the window as were the womans tender heart Then, by and by only a minute it eyes of every one for the time in the room. might be, yet with a life's change to "Eti a gal!" he muttered, weakly, them Dora drew away her soft, his voice falling. "I sed most likely warm hands, and a new expression et'd be a gal. Jest my luck. Kf't bed was on the swpet face, lifted with its been a boy, now. But ef ever thet tearful eyes to the face above her. self-contro-l; i l young feller kerns around hyar notions inter her bead yea, she's purty 'nough, Mary, an' I don't blame ye, so don't cry; only et's my cursed luel; thet she wa'n't a boy " The muttering ceased; the weak voice sank into silence; a faint gasp stirred the white lips, and the hollow eyes opened for an instant, all the light gone from them, and rested on the face above him; then a strange, half-livipallor spread over his face and Dr. Dunwlddle drew the girl gently from the bedside over to the open window. He poured nut some wine from a glass on a stand near, and pressed it to her Ups. "Drink it," be said sternly, and she obeyed him mechanically. Young Green came and stood at the back of her chair, as though to shield her from any more of life's strain, any more of the sadness that had followed her, nay, even to death. Ills friend, seeing the expression of his face, laid his hand gently on his arm in sudden But Dolores' hands lay comforting. in her lap like two hands of ice. She herself seemed turning into ice with no power of feeling or thought or wish. She seemed to herself in a strange half sense to have died when her father died. "I I must go to Lori Harry. she whispered, and there waa a tremor in her low voice born of her great happiness. I must not forget Lorie even-e- ven now." "Always my thoughtful, tender girl," he said, and the low spoken words brought the deeper color to the smooth cheeks and a gleam of happy light in the lifted gray eyes. She drew away from him and eras ed the room to the door of the inner room, her heart beatipg rapturously in spite of the sadness that would come at thought of the sadness of the nobler girl in that still, empty room But in the doorway she beyond. paused and every thought left her thought save of the girl she had come to comfort, the brave, noble, true girl who had suffered so much and so long alone. Young Green had just entered the room from the hall. There had been something In his manner lately that won Dora's deepest respect The lightness that had made him such a The Two Captains By W. CLARK RUSSELL. Copyricht. 1W. Copyright, IWT, by Dodd. Hood ft Co. Chapter XX Continued. the whole this mall booty was not disappointing. Dope kept the newspapers to read; there was no literature lu the little ship, and he believed these West Indian journals would interest Miss Crystal. When the bags had been thoroughly sacked, every letter and parcel opened and flung away, Pope read out the figures he had entered and told the men how much more they were worth in solid money since eight bells bad been On jolly comrade had given place to a quiet humor that made him a charmShe had guessed, ing companion. watching him. Interested In him, loving Dolores as she loved her she guessed of the thought he had for her, and she honored him loving such a girl as this grave cousin of hers, this girl so slightingly spoken of among her own neighbors because of her utter height above them, this girl whom her father had hated with hla narrow hatred, this girl the personification of womanliness and truth and purity. Dolorea turned from the window at his approach, and a sudden sharp sense of everytnmg that had gone, everything that must come in the future, struck her like a knlfa Sht turned to him with a bitter cry, holding out her hands as though for help: "He is dead!" she cried, and the watching girl in the doorway fdt tha hot tears rush to her eyes atmqund or the agonizing voice and tbewgaony on the lifted pallid face. He is dead, and he does not know I am sorry he can never know now. He took her hands in his, and held them close and warm in his strong clasp; his eyes were only full of a great tenderness and love and longing to comfort her; nis voice was tender as a woman's when he spoke. I think he does know, Dolorea. 1 believe he does know. To whom much is given much shall be required.' Therefore, to wjiom less is given less shall be required. I believe he does know and has forgiven you and me." "How can he know?" she cried, and Doras hand went out to the strong hand near her for strength, watching the lifted icy face before her, never thinking of her eavesdropping, forgetting everything but the agony of the girl. "How can he know when he Is dead? When he died before I could tell him before he could forgive me? Don't you know that my father la dead? (To be continued.) The Kaiser and Art. The Kaiser's latest role is that of champion of the painters whose have been rejected by the management of the annual German art exhibition. Out of S.Uuv pictures offered only 600 have been accepted, and it is alleged that the selections are due to favoritism and improper influences. It is stated that the modern impressionist school is favored at the expense of the other styles. The painters of the 2.400 rejected pictures laid their grievances before the Emperor, and it appears that their protest has been successful. A high official in the Ministry of Education, plo-ture- hr P. F. Colliar. s Privy Councilor Mueller, who is chiefly responsible for the management of the art exhibition, has quitted his post It is understood the change is due directly to the Emperor's initiative. It is probable that next year the Emperor Intends to participate personally in the selection of pictures, when the impressionists, whom he abhors, will secure less prominence. 8he Could Have Her Way. James Lane Allen tells the story of an old bachelor living In Kentucky, who, having determined to get married. sought the advice of a married friend on this serious step. He spoke of his farm and money and the material advantages of a union with the sentiment lady of his choice, but seemed to have no place In his consideration. After listening carefully to what he had to say on the subject, the married friend asked: "What if your tastes differed greatly? Suppose, for Instance, that she liked Tennyson, and you didn't? Well," responded the bachelor, "under those circumstances, I suppose she could go there. New York Times. struck. Are yoe satisfied? be said. Yes, they were all satisfied. Mark now, my hearts, he exclaimed, "that this is only the beginning; this cruise isnt up until Im worth ten thousand pounds, and ye'll all be rich men when thats been brought about. You can fill your cans md drink success; this is a good days work. Going aft. Capt Pope met Laura ascending the companion way from her sabln. He stopped at once, with his usual low bow and flourish. "Have you searched the mails? she asked. "Yea," he answered, leaning opposite to her against a bulkhead and laughing, and adoring her. "What did you find?" "Certain things proper to enrich us, be replied. "How can you have the heart to steal. Captain Pope? Because, besides my hand, I must possess an estate to lay at your feet This waa put in a rather Irish way, and unconsciously there was a touch of the brogue in his delivery. His accent amused her and she smiled, and then looked up at Crystal, a lib tie piece of whom she could Just catch a sight of as he sat on the edge of the skylight. "If you had been the owner of the Thetis, I should not find you an advocate for piracy," said Miss Laura who semed disposed to linger, as her eyes, full of spirit and temper, upon Crystal's rugBays Laura, fastening face. ged, I know my duty as your relation," he answered, and I know what Pope's duty is as a gentleman. Ill do mine, so help me the gods; and hell have to do hla," he answered, stepping so as to oblige her to walk with him. But he is doing his duty as a gentleman! exclaimed the girl, with a He's kind to me, mounting color. and courteous. It is you who are bruIf tal. He looked sternly at her. father and mother were both on board this ship, they would find nothing in the behavior of Captain Pope to object to, however much they might abominate his and your trade." In a moment Pope returned to the deck. He was smoking a cigar. He went .to the wheel and looked at the brig's course. Then with his seaward-l- y blue eyes he narrowly circled the horizon. Crystal leaned against the bulwark rail, and Laura a little at a loss took up the papers upon the skylight, and seemed to read their addresses. Pope called down the companion hatch, and the man who was preparing the table for that last early meal, which at sea is called supper, brought up a chair which the captain placed against the skylight In the shadow of the trysail. Miss Laura seated herself, Captain Dope pulled out a penknife, find cut open three or four newspapers, one of which he handed to the young lady, himself retaining another. Crystal," sings out Pope on a sudden, what d'ye say to this?" The square man came leisurely forward with his newspaper in one hand and his pipe in the other. Here surely seems something In the shape of booty, said Pope, with a little excitement What's the date of this sheet?" He looked at it and Bo! By George, Jonread it aloud. athan, we ought to fall in with her!" and he read out of the body of the atorm-turrowe- d "Certain things proper to enrich us. though she enjoyed a conversation paper full particulars of a large West with the heroic Irishman, while her Indlaman of seven hundred tons, which waa to sail from Kingston on cousin sucked hla old pipe above. I dare not argue with you," said a date that made it four or five days Pope. "Your eyes drive the logic out after that of the issue of the paper Miss Crystal Miss he held. She was a far richer ship of my head. Laura Laura, he cried, with a sud- than the Thetis. 8he was to carry den passion which anybody might see twelve thousand pounds In specie; he could not control, you will be my several valuable consignments were mentioned. wife?" He put down his paper, went below The piece of Crystal that was showing In the skylight disappeared; his and returned in a few minutes with newspaper fluttered and vanished like a large chart of the Atlantic. He put this chart down upon the deck close a butterfly. It Is ridiculous!" she answered, beside Laura and knelt upon It, and with nothing but a faint tremble of Crystal likewise knelt l. A weeks ambling should bring us voice to mark loss of We are strangers we are scarcely abreast said Pope rising, and Crystal also rose, and the wiry chart known to each other. You could not be better known to colled itself up like a thing of life. If we can take her, she should sufme," he exclaimed, approaching her and seising her hand, which she al- fice. There will be another fight, said lowed him to retain, had we sailed Laura, folding and unfolding her paround the world together. How dreadful! Both of you Just as he said this Captain Crystal per. lose may your lives, and all for a litcame down the companion steps. "Are you coming on deck, Laura T" tle money which will not do either of you good, because It will not be honsays he, pausing. estly come by. this to young "Why do you object When I get my fortune ashore, lady being in my company?" said with at says looked Pope, smiling at her, I will have he Crystal and Pope, it blessed, and then the money will dangerous eyes. My wish is that my cousin should be as sweet and chaste as though be left along by you while she's earned by that sort of sweat which Is aboard this brig, replied Crystal, in as holy as prayer." a harsh and savage voice. CHAPTER XXI. Pope, without unfolding his arms, with the same dangerous expression The Slaver. burning in hla blue eyes, eyed him The dusk glowed out of the east critically for a moment or two, as though hesiUtlng to decide whether and overwhelmed the west; it was he was drunk or mad. He then said, loaded with stars and some clouds pointing with a rapid, menacing ges- hovered over the edge of the sea. Crystal," said Pope, speaking as ture to the companion hatch: Go on deck, sir. and look after the though the unpleasant passage between them that afternoon had clean ship! "Come you with me, called, out gone out of his mind, what dye say Crystal to I aura, and the girl, with to heaving the brig to every nightfall a single glance of entreaty and fear for the night? She's not to give us in the dark, John. at Captain Pope, at once arose and the go-bI wouldn't heave to yet if I was went up the steps after her cousin. we han't Pope stood for some moments lost you,'' answered Crystal, la thought leaning with hla hand upon closed her by leagues. We must fall in with her at all the table. "I who murdered, ran his costs, of says Tope; for I want to see at the risk "I my who, thought. an end to this jaunt. Miss Crystal, lifow plundered the old woman, not less in his interests than in my own. will you permit me to conduct you to he continued to muse. then, the plain supper table of a pirate? But With some ceremony he elapsed her pondering deeply, he stepped into his hand. Crystal walked away to the cabin. "I hope you have not asked me to wheel and took out the binnacle lamp come on deck to quarrel with me," to light his pipe, and replaced It, but self-contro- -- y contrived in so doing to throw the sheen of the flame over the halm-man- 's face. You're one of the Thetis's men, ain't you? said he. Yes, sir. was the answer. How dye like this life?" said Cry tal. Why, I ain't seen enough of It yet to make up my mind," replied the man. There's a bit of the swag below a coming to my share, and if the skipper was to knock off now it isn't me as would be the first to sing out Crystal sucked a moment or two at his pipe in silence. I'm beginning to think, be said, with an affected yawn, that this lifes out and away to risky for a man who values his neck and reputation. And though my friend Captain Pope makes light of the difficulty, cuss me if I can understand how we're going to dispose of the booty, and not get nabed, every mother's son of us, and strung up. I suppose. said the fellow at the helm, if any of us men want to go clear of this Job the captn would be willin' to transship us." I Ay, by sending ye adrift. That ud be bleeding hard, said No capfn's got a the helmsman. right to force a man into being a pirate without his consent. Sound some of the men forward, your own shipmates particularly," says Crystal, with a note of careles ness in his voice. You neednt mention this conversation of ours. Report to me privately. If more than half the ship's company are willing to abandon the cruise, then I may induce the captain to give it up, and make for safety while our necks are our own. Saying this he moved away, and stood beside the skylight, and, looked down. He witnessed a love scene, and Involuntarily clenched his hands. Pope had murdered a blockader, he had barbarously plundered an aunt Jjk And had killed, robbed and Crystal quite understood that the handsome dog, unless he cheated the law by his own band, or was collared by disease and walked off, must be hanged. He was enraged and mortified also by Laura's indifference to his views and wishes. She was allowing Pope to make love to her, and Jonathan ground his teeth. Laura, who clearly listened with interest, often with a light of pleasure in her beautiful face, and sometimes she would flash a look at her worshiper. Doubtless she knew that her cousin was on deck, but the Infrequent glance she would shoot through the skylight sank into the dusk past the face glimerlng to the skylight Crystal took off bis hat and wiped his brow. The meteoric dust was very plentiful over the mastheads, and the horizon opened northeast against a gentle play of violet lightning. The square man was thirsty, he was also hungry, and Grlndal being too drunk to relieve him his Irritability Increased because he observed that the couple in the cabin made no signs of coming on deck. Quitting the skylight he walked slowly forward. The gloom was deep betwixt the rails, and all about the neighborhood of the caboose, owing to the inky dye cast into it by the shadowing of the sails, and the dusk was spangled with the glowing bowls of smokers, who, finding the temper ture of the tween-deck- s oppressive, had cast themselves upon the deck and lay in groups (To Be Continued.) Charles Dickens Settlement. Rev. W. H. Longsdon, vicar of 8t Michaels borough, London, is looking for a founder" for his proposed Charles Dickens Settlement, In that parish. The qualification is a gift of Lent street, in which the $26,000. Church of St Michael is situated, is where a back attic was taken for little Charles during his "blacking days, and where years afterward Bob Sawyer lodged. Mr. Longsdon has recently, with the aid of some friends secured the freehold of a block and stables, with a large warehouse behind. The houses have been turned into a mission house, boys club, vicarage, eta, and it is the warehouse which Mr. Longsdon proposes to utilize for the "Charles Dickens SetIf the vicar could secure tlement the $26,000 required to start the set- tlement, he would be able to divide ths warehouse into rooms for class teaching, clubs, gymnasium, entertainment hall and reading rooms, etc., tor both sexes, while the top floor could be used r ir bedrooms for young students and others who would come down to tho settlement as helpers. Esther's Experiment. Little Esther, aged 4, noticed the other day at dinner the rest of the family helping themselves to mustard. Nobody offering her any, she waited till somebody drew away the attention of the others, when she lifted the mustard spoon, liberally daubed a piece of bread with the fiery condiment, and took a substantial bite. Her hand Immediately went up to her mouth: but bravely suppressing an outcry, she put the bread away from her, remarking: I think I'll wait till that Jelly gats cold. Chicago Little Chronicle. What They Do. "Do you think the manly art, as exemplified by prize fighting, is of any real benefit?" Certainly. Prize fights serve to stimulate What?" Betting. Strictly Nautical. What will the cup seekers be that follow Shamrock III.?" be ef Theyll course." ' 1 |