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Show HIS SACRIFICE. lint (Selfish Mntlvcx aiay Hrtve IJecn nt tilt' Ilottoin. "Darling," he Bald, locking down tenderly ten-derly into the eyes 'of his bride, -according to the New-Yoik World, "I havo often heard you say that there is no truo love withoutself-sacrillee. You havo taught me this great truth, and now I am going to prove, my love; by giving tip coipcthtng that bar, been very dear to me for years. You know how fond I am of smoking. Well, dearest, I am going to abandon tho:.practloe, even though It be like tearing Out my my" At this point his emotion apparently appar-ently overenxna him, and he looked down at the sweet fate, expecting to sec there appreciation of his noble resolve,, re-solve,, but he saw only a look of blank disappointment. "What is the mattqr? Are yon not glnd that I am following your toaeh-ing?" toaeh-ing?" he asked. i "It is not that," pho answored, nl-inost nl-inost nobbing. "Nuait mind whot it is," and kIio malted 'from the room. The self-eacrilU'it:' hero nulled. He needed no explanation. He hi'd lenrred from Uia wife's aeujrst friend that the had set her henit in bt.hig hltn a half dozen Tioxeji of gars oej;ed with lovely silver paper wrappers, with ploJ turrs in t'u inid'lle. v-i 1 ' ;, -hft tsftve birth to hi noble roajjlntion. t . . , "i? 5 1 4V- |