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Show "Yoa say you don't believe in fate," you fellows," said young Fred Julian-, as he entertained a party. of boon companions com-panions in his. bachelor rooms. "Well, that's because, at present, you haven't had an opportunity of judging from personal experience." , "Wel and --have ypu?" asked, d chorus of voices. "Rather! It was a little' incident that occurred about six months ago; interesting to me, at least and' if. yon like I'll tell you all about It." "Do," said his friends, and tffe young, man lounged-back in : his chair and,, me,' if I were you,' I said soothingly. 'It's' disappointing, but they will be Nable to'fix it up all right witaout you.' '-'The blushes- deepened and the girl hung, her head. . " "I'm afraid they I fnehn, I ' .,, She1 bqoke off . la. confusion, and the qld lady bent, toward- her.-: her.-: 'I quite understand, my. dear,'' she said., 'It, wouldn't be, a, wedding without with-out tie. brjde.. I'm sorry, for you, ,b'J-l; you. m'iisn't fret., . .It' cat . he , helped now, and you must send a wire di "'recti; we" get to York ' .' ."; "' ' ' 1 "This seemed to raise "the girl's spir- its. 'and. she began to laugh, a little hysterically perhaps at first. Then she thanked me prettily for doing nothing, and begged me to smoke, and declared she really didn't mind the smell at all, but rather liked it.,i-Wben the train rushed through , Peterborough she laughed more merrily still, and was so charming and unaffected that long before we reached York we were chatting chat-ting together like old friend3. We found out then that we had mutual acquaintances; ac-quaintances; that pur respective homes were situated but a few .miles from each other, and many other interesting facts. " ' ' When the train drew up, I proposed J to assist her In finding out the telegraph tele-graph office, and thither, therefore, we went. " 'I don't think I'll send a wire after wun ,nis-. eyes on mo im-his im-his narrative without more ado. "It was one lovely day in the July of last year," site began, "and I was starting start-ing jubilautly off for a month's holiday holi-day at Scarborough: Knowing my luxurious habits as yon do, my friends, you will not be surprised to hear that' when I reached King's Cross 1 selected a corner seat of a first-class smoker, and provided myself with plenty of cigars, and magazines. To complete my anticipation of a .pleasant journey, -just as I had settled myself comfortably comfort-ably and the guard gave his whistle, the door opened and- a pretty, exciteA young lady came bustling in. She seemed relieved at having caught the train and sat down in a state of breathless breath-less and smiling exhaustion. "I looked over at her from my corner, cor-ner, so did a loudly dressed, bounder- all,' she said hesitatingly, as we found the place. " 'Why not?' I said, in some surprise. sur-prise. " 'Because because I think 111 go straight home.' " 'But think of the anxiety of the poor chap,' I said feelingly.. 'WThy, he may be thinking all kinds of dreadful things have happened to you.' " 'She stood irresolute for a moment; then she picked up a form and wrote, and, for the life of me, I could not re-i re-i , i-,- an thfit- cTip said lsh looking young man from his, for Bhe was an "extremely pretty girl, with brown curly hair, small features, and the daintiest little figure in the world. I frowned at the loudly dressed young man, and he frowned at me. and just then the girl looked up and caught my glance of admiration. She stiffened, and then her eyes fell upon my cigar, which t had left smoldering in my hand, and a lcrtik of severe displeasure came into her face. " 'Are you aware, sir,' she said, aus- SLUL 1W4I11S uvci. was: " 'I have changed my mind. Phyllis. Phyl-lis. " 'Of all the cool cheek, that Is tie coolest," I thought. "But I stepped back and pretended to be much interested in the company's time-table. ' Now we must find out the next train back,' I said, as she turned again to me; 'and then we will have some tea. You must want some badly.' " 'But your train you will surely lose it,' she murmured. " 'York is my destination,' I said untruthfully. un-truthfully. "After that I found out there was no train for half an hour, and we took our way to the tearoom, where my pretty companion made me her willing and sympathetic confidant. She was terely 'that this is not a smoking carriage?" car-riage?" "'Isn't it?' I answered,' looking up at the window. "Why. goodness me, they must have forgotten to take the label down!' "The girl followed- my glance, and it the sight- of the partially obliterated letters, half concealed by the blind, her face crimsoned with mortification.and, biting her lip, she took tip a paper hurriedly hur-riedly to. hide her confusion. " 'I have made the same mistake, my dear,' said a kindly-matron on her riB-ht 'It doesn't matter much;' a lit- unhappy, very unhappy, at home, ari., ,in an ill-guarded moment, had agreed to a runaway match without the ! knowledge of her parents. Now she was thankful, very thankful, that she had been prevented. It seemed like fate.' That1 was the summary of her remarks. "There now, you fellows," broke off the narrator abruptly. "I needn't tell you much more; only that we each exchanged cards, agreed to see one another an-other in London, and that we part6d cheerfully at York." , "And did you fulfill those promises?" said one of the listeners, with interest "0, yes! We have seen some little of each other since then." "And her name?" "Will soon be Julian," said the young man gromptly. Penny Pictorial Magazine. , tie smoke won't hurt us, will it?' "'No;-1 must change at the next station,' she returned sweetly. . " 'Excuse me," I broke in, 'but this is ! an express train.' " 'Do. you mean to say it doesn't stop at Peterborough?' . -'' " 'It doesn't stop at t said, 'until 'un-til we get to York.' " 'I'm so- sorry.' I murmured, turning turn-ing to the girl. 'Can I assist you in any way? If it is a case of necessity, you know, we can communicate with the guard.' . " 'O, no that is I mean I don t think it would be considered so,' she stammered, her face suddenly suffused with blushes. 'You see, I was going to a wedding.' "The elderly matron smiled. I had all I could do to repress my amusement, amuse-ment, while the loudly dressed young man in the corner sniggered audibly. " 'O, well, I shouldn't let that worry |