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r- |POT9CtCgHP BY BPEmAL '¡DARBY AND:, JOAN I, BY "EITA," Author of "My Lord Conceit," "Damo Purden," "I Coriuna," etc., eoo. (Continued.) UHAPTER XVII. FOR BETTER — FOR WORSE. So I put my romance aside and looked upon my future as settled. Two days after I had agreed to marry Sir Ralph, he left us in charge of father, and went back to England. He declared that Moorlands must not be sold. There were a hundred ways by which that might be averted. He talked and argued with fatner, until in sheer desperation he bade him please him- self, and do what he liked. I was lamentably igaiorant of all business matters, and quite ready to believe Sir Ralph when he told me my father had exaggerated atfairs; that they only wanted" managelllont." Accordingly he went off to give them that mysterious remedy, and we remained quietly on at the villa. As soon as Sir Ralph came back we were to be married. The I ceremony over, father was to return to Moorlands, and I and Sir Ralph to wander about Switzerland and the Rhine until such time as we felt disposed to settle down at the Hall. Darby was to be with us, at his suggestion- another proof of unselfishness, for I suppose few bridegrooms care for a third party attendant on their honeymoon; but the child's grief at the first hint of my leaving her had at once resulted in this decision, and I was only too glad to acquiesce in it. I had grown strangely calm and content. It seemed sometimes as if years and years had passed over my head since that morning of the storm. I made my quiet preparations for the forthcoming event. A French modiste came to the house, and she and my maid concocted wonderful garments on patterns sent from Paris. Other magniticent articles arrived direct from there, sent by my generous lover, and Darby was not forgotten either. So the weeks glided on, and my wedding-day approached, and I was looking forward to the arrival of the boys, all of whom were to be present. Sir arri Ralph and they were to arrive, and I must say I began to feel horribly nervous at the idea of receiv- ing him in their presence under such changed auspices. But I need not have been. His unfailing tact and goodness covered any embarrassment. He quietly stood aside till their effusive demonstrations were over, and then, as they turned to Darby, he simply laid his hands on my sluulders and kissed me quietly and tenderly on the brow. Then I marched off to show them their rooms, leaving the child with Sir Ralph. 0 Once we were aione, the whole four turned and faced me with a general smile of intense amusa- inent. Well," they cried simultaneously, so you've been and done it!" "Yes," I said, growing crimson at the scrutiny of those critical glances. You see, I took your advice, after all." And—and how do you feel?" asked Ted. Feel! I answered, my cheeks growing hotter every moment. "Why, how should I feel? Just the same, of course." "You have grown belter looking, I think," Eughie said candidly. "I say, Jo." dropping his voice into an awestruck whisper, does he—does he spoon ? I I Good gracious—no!" I cried, growing scarlet to the roots of my hair; never-never He would not do such an idiotic thing." I should," said Ted with a grin. "But perhaps he's too old." He's not old at all!" I exclaimed indignantly. "And he's the very best and kindest man in the world." Bravo said Alfred, who had been surveying me critically. And you're fond of him, of course. I wonder how it feels to be in love. You might de- scribe the sensation, Jo." Wait till your turn comes," I answered lightly. An now you've heard enough about me, tell me tlb.oi i i',)urselves. What sort of Christmas did you havel Was it very dull? Didn't it seem strauge not 1 11-, home *e "j<> :>tly," said Teddy laconically. No matter, it's over now. Next year I suppose you'll have iall at your place. By Jove! Fancy talking ot' Monk's Hail as your place Doesn't it seem fanny ? And how we used to joke about the Rover, and to think you're going to marry him, after all! There's many a thing sa.id in jest,' etc., etc. quoted Alfred. "I say, Jo," going over to the window, what a jolly place this is And what a view! It's done the child no end of good being here. I never saw any one so much improved." Are you going to leave her with us while you're honevniooniiiir r inouired Ted. No," I answered as coolly as I could; she's coming with us." By Jove the Rover is certainly not one of the spoony ones of earth," cried Hughie. Fancy taking a sister-in-law as well as a wife with you on Such an occasion!" It's only his goodness," I said warmly. "He knows very well that the child has never left me, that she would fret and be unhappy, and so he Decided she should come with us." "You know he's having some alterations in me Ball? interrogated Alird. "A boudoir or some- thing arranged. Men down from London, and DO end of fuss. Is he very fond of you, Jo ? Fancy an old chap like that falling in love! Does he think you're pretty ? He never said so," I answered laughing so I don't suppose he does. As for being fond of me, well, he wouldn't want to marry me if he wasn't." I suppose not," said Alfy dubiously. You've no fortune, have you ? Fortune I gasped then I sat down on the nearest chair and SLLI-VCI) t(I them all. Do you mean to say you haven't heard—that he hasn't told you? Heard what ? Why, you look like a tragedy- queen. What's up ? they all cried. So I told them there and then the story of my future husband's generous conduct, and the merry boyish faces grew grave and quiet as my own. By Jove he in a brick I" said Alfy, when I ceased at last. And I don't wonder you're fond of him," added Toddy. And we'll never tease you about his age any more," joined in the others. "Though," Ted added, as an afier-tnought, H they'll certainly take you and Darby for his two little girls, when you're on that honeymoon trip. But perhaps that will be all the better it won't be so embarrassing Faster and faster the days fly by. We ride, and drive, and boat, and walk. We go to Monte Carlo; we show the boys the sights of the Riviera, and explore Nice and Monaco, and drive on the famous Promenade des Anglais which is half deserted now that the winter is over. Father is amiable beyond all previous experience of him. Darby is happy, and merry, and strong, the boys in the best and wildest of spirits, and Sir Ralph uniformly genial and kind to us all. I am swept along in the whirl. I have little time to think. I tell myself again and again that I too, am happy-more than happy and cheat myself into believing it. But one thought is always in my heart—one question trembles unasked upon my lips and till that thought and question are answered, I fed my peace is insecure. I long to ask Sir Ralph if there is any news of his nephew, and yet, try as I may, I have not courage to do so. Yet it seems to me that he must have informed Yorke of his intended marriage—Yorke, who is his only living relative. It comes to the last day of my maiden life at last. The last evening, after dinner, Sir Ralph asks me to "walk with him in the garden for a few moments. We have not been alone for a single instant the whole day but now everything is ready—all the arrange- ments are complete, and I rise and take my lover's proffered arm, and together we pace the soft green- sward, and I listen to his voice explaining some details of our journey. Ö You are sure," I say at last, remembering the boys' words, "you are sure, Sir Ralph, that yon don't mind Darby coming with us ?" I mind nothing that pleases you, my dear," he says in his gentle, tender way. I should not like my first marital action to be one that would part you from your little charge. Besides, I am quite sure you won't neglect me altogether, even for Darby's sake." Oh no I exclaim eagerly. Then a momen- tary feeling of compunction sweeps over me. I hope," I say, looking up at him in the moonlight, "I do hope you have not thought me neglectful sipce the boys have been here ? You know they will never have me to themselves again—they are always telling me that; but you-" But I! What about me ?" he asks, as I hesi- tate. You will have me-always," I say, with a little break in my voice. I am afraid you will get tired Of me, in fact. I don't think I am at all good com- pany, you know—indeed, I have often wondered and so have the boys, what on earth could have made you fall in love with me iii He laughs pleasantly. It is very wonderful, no doubt," he says, clasp- ing my hand a little closer. But the fact remains tkat I did and, having done so, I must make the best df it-oh. Joan 1 hope," 1 say earnestly, j. do nope you mil not repent. Sometimes I think I am too foolish and ignorant to be your wife. You are so wise and so good." "Perhaps," he interrupts, colouring like a girl, that is why I like foolishness and ignorance." "Well," I say, laughing, "you will have to put up with them; and then I try for the hundredth time to nerve myself to ask that question, and for the hundredth time I fail. We pace to and fro in silence. The boys troop out with Darby, and go down one of the shady alleys. I make no attempt to join them, though this is our last night. Sir Ralph watches the slight young figures, and half sighs. "I was thinking of Yorke," he says to me suddenly. For the life of me I cannot repress a start. I feel the blood fly in a hot wave to my face, and then as suddenly recede. Yes," I stammer, looking down at the ground in momentary dread. "He is still away," he goes on. "I find he draws his allowance quarterly, as I directed, but 1 can't discover his present address. The bankers say he was at Paris when they last heard." I seem to grow faint and sick. I have told myself all is over- again and again I have said it, but still the mention of his name can affect me as no other can, and I tremble as I think that chance might Iriiag him across my path before I have acquired self-comman(I-before I have schooled myself into the indifference I have sworn. I have left a letter with them to bo forwarded to him," Sir Ralph goes on. Of course he ought to know of my marriage. I am afraid it will not please him, though," he goes oA, looking down at me with a little tender smile. "Why?" I ask huskily. Because it will make a grave difference to his prospects," he answered a little diffidently. "If I remain as I am, he would be my heir, and at my death Monk's Hall would go to him." "But it can go to him just the same," I cried eagerly. "Surely I cannot make any difference. Oh, don't let me make any difference," I go on passionately. "It seems wrong—unjust— fov a stranger to step between him and his rights. "W I had known that was what it came to I would neve#1 have agreed to many you. I—I could never have a happy hour if I thought 1 was defrauding him-- wronging him." My dearest Joan," cries Sir Ralph, looking at me in amazement, "you are talking downrighi nonsense. Yorke must take his chance, as others have done before him. No man is bound to sacrifice his own happiness and comfort for the sake of an heir-presumptive. I-I hope I am not a selfish man but it seems a little hard that I should not marry and have a home, and wife, and children of my own simply because my nephew does not wish it. He has youth, and health, and strength, and ability. He must carve out his own fortune r: himself. No one can say 1 have not been generous to him, but you surely don't expect me to strip myself of everything—even love-for the sake of one who cares little enough for me." I was silent and abashed. I knew he was right —quite right but I knew, too, that from the hour I became Sir Ralph Ferrers's wife I became also the enemy of his nephew-the deadly foe of the very man to whom I had given the iirst passionate If.ve of my youth-the iirst fair fruits of heart and life. I shuddered as I thought of it. We had parted last in love and bitter sorrow, but how would we meet-ah, how would we meet? Sir Ralph's voice broke across -the troubled cur- rent of my thoughts. I hope you did not mean what you said-that you would not have promise 1 to marry me if you had known. I-I thought you cared for me more than that." So I do-so I do I" I cry with momentary c)mpunction. I spoke heedlessly. But it seemed very terrible to me to place myself in the position of an enemy to your only living relation." Yoll, must think of me, and not of my rela- tive," he says playfully. Perhaps, in time, you may be able to soften his present humour towards me. You were very good friends once—were you not ?" "Oh, very good! I say bitterly and then wonder if I ought to tell. But I have not courage. I cannot rake up those painful memories. I cannot expose his perfidy, and my shame and sorrow, so I let the opportunity slip by. "And now, enough of other people," Sir Ralph says suddenly. You never seem to think of your- self, Joan. Tell me, are you happy?" "Yes," I say, driving back the treacherous tears, and looking full up into the earnest, pleading face above me of course I am happy. You would make any one that, Sir Ralph." He takes my face between his hands, and looks down into my eyes. "This time to-inorrow," he says in a low pas- sionate whisper this time to-morrow, and you will be mine—my very own—my wife You must not call me Sir Ralph any more." "Oh no," I say briskly "I shall say, 'My nusband' then, of course. I was not prepared for the effect of that riisl,) admission. Despite the fact that the windows look out upon our halting-place, that the boys are in ilAT1û'P1'Ol1l¡ nrn-vimifv. Sir Ralnh fol s me in his -0" r-J' -c-- arms, and for the first time since I have promised to be his wife, kisses me rapturously on the lips. I hear an ominous rustle in the bushes. I seem to catch a faint chuckle, a smothered burst of dis- tant laughter, and I tear myself from my lover's arms, scarlet with sudden shame. A few n inutes afterwards I meet the boys as I go in search of Darby, in order to take her to bed. They place themselves in various attitudes, and cover their faces bashfully. "Oh," says Ted, "who said we never spoonedr On no—never "Permit me to suggest an umbrella on the next occasion," says Alfy politely. Or a timely warning, and we will then play at being ostriches," chimes in Hugh. I pass them in dignitied silence, my head very high, but my cheeks most uncomfortably hot. After all, brothers are a great nuisance. CHAPTER XVIII. LOVE AND DUTY. "I never saw any thing so lovely in the whole course of my life You have made that remark a good many times, my dear," says my husband's voicf. But I pardon its repetition here. This place is an earthly paradise." I am standing, or rather we are both standing, on the platform of the railway- station at Salzburg. There is a pile of baggage beside us; there are polite officials suggesting the various excellences of their respective hotels there is my particular maid a little distance off, and there is Darby, with meek and wondering face, listening to my raptures. And they arc raptures, for, as I ftand there, looking up at the great snowy heights, it seems as if I need only stretch out my hand to touch the moun- tains. Yet here, at their feet, the warm sun pours out lavish beams, and in the west the clouds lie piled like a bank of roses, flushed and warm as the cheeks of a young child. We leave the station presently, and then I catch a glimpse of the river-its rapid waters turned to hues of gold and violet in this magic sunset, and then the quaint old-world town and lovely valley steal upon me as fresh surprises, and everywhere in that rarified air those wonderful mountains seem to stand out close, and distinct, and touchable and soft winds float by, scattering blossoms from chest- nut and fruit trees at our feet, and I draw my breath in a sort of ecstasy, and almost wonder if I am awake. Presently we are at an hotel, and I am shown into a room all white lace, and dainty furniture, and with a balcony beyond the window, from which I behold a perfect panorama of loveliness. The sun is just sinking behind the highest of the mountain- peaks—it is the Gaisberg, I learn afterwards. The rich, soft air seems like a breath of purer life, and as I stand and gaze, the river and valley fade intc pakr tints, and the trees stand black as shadows against the rose hues of the sky. I hear the sound of rushing water where the river runs beside the chestnut-walks, and under the old stone bridges; and against the rocky back- ground, I see the old, old houses in grim and rugged strength, while forest trees crown the crags above, and hold them safe in leafy shelter. How long I stand there, and gaze, and gaze, and gaze as if my eyes would never weary How long c! I stand, forgetful even of the quiet little figure by my side, who waits as usual for my lips to paint the colours, and the scenes she may never behold for herself. One is glad of life at such a time," I say at last, and I draw the child closer to my side, and tell her in low, hushed tones of those wonderful heights with their crowns of snow that reach far, far up to heaven, of how the clear stars leap into the violet dusk of the sky, of the waters that grow so dark a the spell of night creeps onward, and how one by one the distant lamps gleam out through trees and avenues, and shine down into the shining river, "l can see it all," says the child, as I cease speaking. How beautiful it must be, Jo I can hear the river quite distinctly as I stand here." It seems the only thing that has life or motion," I answer dreamily. There is such a sense of still- ness and restfulness about the whole place." Hpw accurately you have described it," says a voice close at hand-a voice that makes me start as if, indeed, the dead had found me here in this faint dusk, a voice remembered as only pain remembers; and cold, and sick, and trembling I turn, and beside me, on the adjoining balcony, I see Yorke Ferrers. For a moment I do not speak. No worcl-not even the commonest form of greeting Trill my lips frame. I only stand as it turned to stone, ana gaze at tne race oetore me with eyes that must surely speak the terror of my heart. He bends a little nearer. I have some dim, con- fused idea that he puts out his hand, but I do not touch it. I draw further and further away-a sort of horror seizes me. I feel as if I hated him—hated him because he stands there, calm, smiling, com- posed and I—what agony has me in its grip as I lean against the cold stone balustrade, tongue-tied, paralysed, by the shock of this strange meeting! Darby's voice rouses me. Darby it is who runs forward and clasps the hands that to me are as the hands of a murderer. "It is Yorke," she cries gladly. "It is really Yorke, and here too How funny Did you know we were here ? No," he says I did not know." Why don't you speak to him, Joan? the child goes on. "Are you not glad to see him? You were so fond of him once. Was she not, Yorke ? Yes," he says, in an odd, cold voice "I think she was fond of me once. But that was a long time ago, Darby—a long time ago Then something gives me strength, and I stand up calm and straight though pain seems draining the very life-blood from my heart. i was too surprises to HpeaJr to you," i say in a voice that is no more like my own Mian these falling evening shadows are like the radiant sunset I have watched. How-how did you come here ? By train from Vienna," he answers. May I ask the same question of you ? or, shall I wave ceremony, and say at once, why have you never answered my letters ?'' Your letters ?" I gasp. What letters ?" Those I wrote before leaving London, and again from Boulogne," he says. I grew sick of it at last. Aone-sidod correspondence has few charms at the best of times. It certainly possessed none for me." Your—letters ?" I repeat. Why, I never had one after last July. Never, though I wrote to you again and again, though I begged and prayed for one word to say you had not forgotten." "I never forget," he says in the same hard, strange way—"never. It is my misfortune to have a fatal memory. There is something odd about this. I can't understand it." "But I can," I cry with a sudden passion of wrath and indignation. You are not telling me the truth-you can't be. Why did you go away with that woman ? If-if you had loved me, as you said, you could never have done tliat-nover And as for letters, I have none. And all these months I have waited and waited in vain Oh," I cry in sudden despair as I wring my hands together, what does it all mean?" Earth, sky, the veiy stare and moon are whirling madly about me. With a last effort at self-com- mand I seized Darby. Go in, child," I cry hurriedly; go in and wait. I will be there in a moment." I forget Sir Ralph. I forget everything. I only remember that I am here face to face with my false and perjured lover, and that I will have the truth from him at any cost. Darby obeys. I go close to the little stone bar that separates the two balconies. "Now," I say, looking at the face that is white as my own, tel* mewhyyou have deceived mo so ?" His eyes met mine. Oh, the sweetness and the misery of that remembered look The hands of time go back. We are boy and girl once more—lovers, loving and beloved. We are in the school-room at home. My heart leaps in mad and fierce defiance of the present and the future, claiming once again the old rapture and the old belief. Then I hear his voice, and grow calm, as with the icy chill of death. I never deceived you," he says, and his face does not blanch nor his eyes sink, There is no guilt or shame in the eyes that meet my own, but they arc stormy with sudden anger, and that very anger seems to claim kinship with all my memories of him. A woman has always the right to insult a man if she chooses," he says; "I thought the right to reproach lay on my side. Heaven knows I have raged at you, stormed at you, hated vou at times but-" "But she?" I persist. "Where is —that woman who stole you from me-that woiu„_i who stands between us ? Be silent! he cries in a sullen, stormy way. "Don't take her name on your lips. How you have heard of her passes my comprehension. It is a short story enough if you care to hear. Yon know where i lodged ? THerc were only 1 ancf another follow in tho house, and tlie-lidy- who kept it represented herself as a widow. I told you that long ago, when I first went there—did I not?" "Yes," I say stonily. She-slit) was only an adventuress." ho goes on, A sudden streak of crimson showing itself on his check, and she took a—a sort of fancy to me. It became a nuisance at last, and I left. Then she followed me to Boulogne. That is uU-the plaiu facts as they stand. Of course you'll say I m not blameless; a fellow never is blameless when a woman throws herself at his head but I give you my word of honour I never encouraged her-in fact. I disliked her rather than otherwise." And have you—married her ?" I ask abruptly. Married her Groat Heavens—no Do you take me for a fool, J 0an r" Then I turn sick and dizzy; I see before me ship- wreck, sorrow, desolation—only these; and a few moments before life had looked so fair and full of peace. A few moments Why, it seemed as if years had passed since I had stepped out on that balcony and gazed with raptured vision on the white snows and gleaming waters. So that is-all," I say brokenly, finding voice at last. Then she must have stopped your letters and mine. She took you from me, whether with your will or not. Absence is a hard test. I thought it too hard for you. I-oh, Yorke-Yorke, what you have cost me Do not say that!" he cries with the old passion in his voice. Remember I, too, havo suffered thinking you changed, for—oh, Joan, how can I explain to you ?—a folly like that does not change a man's heart—nay, rather it sickens and disgusts him, and makes him turn with deeper longing to the pure love of a pure woman. And so I turned to you and prayed to you, and you gave me only silence. But now Fate'has been kind—kinder than 1 deserve. For you look at me with remembering eyes, and I —I think I never loved you so well as now. Dear, look at me as you used to look—say you forgive me —say Oh, hush—hush?" I cry bitterly. "Ia it possible you don't know that you have not heard-" Heard what? he says, and his lips grow white, his face changes back to the wrathful, storm-lit face I know so well. That I am-married." He does not speak. He does not even move. He simply stands there and looks at me with a look I cannot bear-a look that makes me shudder and cower back in very terror, and long to hide myself from sight of men-from every sound and sign of human life. There comes a step on the bare waxed floor of the inner room-a step, and a cheery voice that rings out in frank and kindly accents C, Why, Joan-Joan, my dear—where are you ? Star-gazing still? Don't you know dinner is waiting ? My hands drop I look up at Yorke's face I see the lurid flush that leaps into his eyes, and a worse terror seized me than ever thrilled my heart in all the pangs and fears of its beating life. N So it is my uncle he says in a voice low and deep as thunder. Curse him I" Then stars and moon faded suddenly from my sight, and amidst an awful darkness I felt myself falling—falling—falling—whither, I neither knew nor cared. (To be continued.)
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THIS HOUSE TO LET." <* Yes," said old Mrs. Pounce, nodding her orang^-eoloured cap strings, they put me in—the House Agency did—to take care of the house, with a bright-painted TO LET stuck up in front of the area windows, and coal and house rent free. Which I don't deny, my dear, is an object to a lone female like me, with neither chick nor child and my own Way to make in the world, with fine laundressing out of-the question with rheumatism in the finger joints." "You seem like a respectable person, Mrs. Pounce, that has seen better days," was what the house, agent said, when be handed over the keys, and," says he, "I think we may trust you to take good care of our. doorsteps and windows, show applicants over the house and answer all questions." And the board hadn't been up twenty-four hours before there was a rush to look at the house. But the rent was put up tolerably high and most of 'em dropped off after I'd named the sum. 4c"er mind, Mrs. Pounce—never mind," says Mr. Eagle, rubbing his hands. It's a house that there'll be no difficulty in letting without any reduc- tion of rent. JuSt wait," says he, "until the spring sets in." But one day in trots an old gentleman with gold spectacles and a smooth-shaven face, and "business" writ in every wrinkle on his fore- head. Thishouse to lot, ma'am ? "says he. Yes, sir," says I. Can I look at it ? says he. "Certainly, sir," says 1. I began, as smooth a oil, about the marbled-floored bath room, and Minton tiles, when, all of a sudden, he put up two hands in a warning sort of way. "That'll do ma'am," says he, that'll do. I've eyes and lean see for myself." "Certainly, sir," says I. Any ghosts about the place, ma'am ? says he « Sir ? says I. Ghosts," says he, out loud and sharp. Mys- terious footsteps—lurking shadows—clanking chains at midnight? Mercy, no, sir," says I, beginning to feel my flesh creep all over. "Rats ? says he. "Certainly not," say3 I, "with solid cemented cellar floors and sealed both-ds." Beetles ? says he.. Look for yourself, sir," says I, bridling up a little. I like the house," says he, after he had gone pniffing about the drain pipes and peered into the coal celler and wine vault and sounded the copper boiler with his knuckles, just for the world as if he was in the plumbing business. You may tell the agent I'll take it, if he and I can come to some term" about the rent. When shall you see him ?'' Most likely this afternoon, sir," says I. I'll drop in at the office to-morrow, at nine," says he. I'm goijig to be married," says ho, as composed as if he were saying that he was going to take a blue-pill. And tlis house will suit my wife's ideas. She thinks we're going to board," says he, with an odd sort of chuckle in his throat, and she's not a bit pleased with the idea, It'll be a pleasant surprise for her," says he. Well, no sooner had he gone than in comes a stout, middle-aged lady, in a black siik dress, rows of curls on either side of her iace, and cheeks as red as any cabbage rose. I've just come from Ur. Eagle's office," says she. He has given me tao refusal of this house, in case it suits me." I don't know, ma'am,' says I, but what it's let already." Let already ? says sh., with a sort of scream. But that's impossible 1 Don't I tell you I've the refusal of it Show me the premises at once." Well, I was in a pretty puzzle, as you may believe but I went all ever the house with the curly lady, and she declared that it met her fancy exactly. Possession on the first of May, I suppose? says she. she. Yes, ma'am," says I, f "There's no in the question," says she, "You may take down the To Let,' my good woman." I courtesies very low, butl says to myself Not if I know it, ma'am, without orders from the agent himself." Away went the lady, amdI was just putting on my hat to run round to the house agency when in comes Mr. Eagle himself, al smiles. Well, Mrs. Pounce," sid he, so the house ia let?" "To my thinking, sir," said I, "its let twice over." And I up and told him al about my old gentleman. "Dear me," says he, 'this is very perplexing. At what time was this personage here? The clock struck twdw, six," says I, just as he went away. Mr. Eagle hit himseBablow over the forehead like a play-actor. Confusion worse coafounded says he. It was twelve, precisely, when my customer left the office. We can't split the house in two, can we ? says he. Well, we must tell your old gentlemau just how it happened. I daresay he'll be reason- able about it." But he wasn't reasonable, Mr. Eagle told me afterwards he never saw anyone before in such a rage. I've taken the louse," says he, and I'll have it. cost what it may." Well, we supposed—me and Mr. Eagle—as that was the end of the matter. But not a bit of it. The lady came that sane afternoon with an upholsterer and a tape measure to see about the carpets. "Two hundred and fifty pounds, indeed!" says she, with a toss of her curls. It will take more than a paltry two hundred and fifty pounds to un- settle my plans. I'll give three hundred sooner than loose the house When my old gentleman hears this he grinds his teeth in a manner as was fearful to hear. It's my house," says he, and I will have it! Three hundred and fifty pounds, Eagle "Come," says Mr. Eagle, "matters are getting lively. Real estate is looking up in the market says he. 1 But you should have heard what a whistle he gave when I told him, the very next day, that the curly lady had authorised me to ofier four hundred. I'll not stand this any longer," says Mr. Eagle, jumping up and sending the papers flying all over the office table. I've a conscience, if Fate has made a real estate agent of me. Tell her to come round this afternoon and sign the lease. Four hun- dred pounds is twice what we asked, and we asked all the property was worth to begin with." So the curly lady had her own way, after all. The bald-headed gentleman, stumped about in a pretty rage when he heard as the house was let. "I'll see the agency," says he. "I'll have the house if it costs me all i'm worth." Oh, hush, sir, hush! says I, all in a tremble. Here comes Miss Wix now I says he. "Miss Wix," says L "The lady as has taken the house. And I got behind the door, fully expecting a scene after all that had come and gone. But to my surprise she gave a little shriek and flew into his amis. Dear Josiah! says she. "Dearest Barbara says he. How on earth came you here ? says she. 1 was looking for a desirable residence for you, my angel," says he. You duck! says she. And I thought this would exactly suit you," says he. Oh! says she, it does. And I've taken it at four hundred pounds a year. It seems a good deal of money to pay, but I've been driven to it by a horrid old cormorant icho was determined to have the house at any price However-" Barbara," says the old gentleman with a little gasping sound in h\s throat, as if he was swallow* ing a lump, that cormorant was I!" You don't mean-" says she. "That we've been bidding against each other," eaysthe old gentleman. Yes, we have." "And I was going to give you a pleasant BUT* prise," says she, pulling out her handkerchief. It is a surprise," says he. So that settled the matter, my dear," said old Mrs. Pounce. They were married in a month, and they came there to live. And of ail my experience in house-letting this boats everythmg-and so every- V-ljr says, my dear, as hears the story."
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DUTY. There's a pathway through life with a stern- sounding name, And some tread it bravely to honour and fame, And some tread it bravely wherever it goes, Unmindful of thorns, in the hope of a rose. And sometimes this path through the wilderness leads, Where the foot of the wayfarer winces and bleeds, And sometimes it climbs to the summits of snow, While sunshine lies warm in tha valleys below. But this tiling is certain who follows the track, That Duty has marked for him, ne'er looking back. Who takes to it, sticks to it. sunshine or shade, Shall never regret him the choice he has made. For, though it be stony and though it be steep, It groweth a flower whoso findetli may keep, And all who along it will faithfully wend. Shall light on this tlower ere they come to the end. its name is True Happiness blest is the lot Of him who fares on till he comes to the spot Where, blushing, it greets him; his effort is crowned With a flower that shall bloom for him aR the year round. MARK EVERSLEY.
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-====::) HUNGARIAN CORRUFION. VIENNA. A serious case of political corruption has been discovered at Budapest. Baron Banffy, the Hun- garian Premier, recently wrote to.-the Minister of Commerce asking him to dismiss a distinguished permanent official because he was continually fra- ternising with the Opposition leaders. This lettej was by some mysterious means opened and copied during its transmission by the messenger. It was published in an Opposition journal, and caused b great commotion. Hostile demonstrations took place before Baron Banffy's residence, and the crowd would have stormed and looted the building but for military protection. It is believed that this will lead to revelations of extensive eorruption in Parliament. the Civii Service, and Hungarian public liff generally.
THE FRENCH IN AFRICA.
THE FRENCH IN AFRICA. &ESLIN. The French Sahara column is said to have Started on the 7th inst. from Biskra, where 700 tirailleurs, train, ambulance, and telegraph men were gathered under Colonel Lugan. The desti- nation of the expedition is said to be to occupy all the Tuat Oases. This is inferred at least from the report that its object is to liberate Colonel Flatters and Captain Masson, who are said to be prisoners of the Shambas in Figuig.
I .THE SPANISH THRONE.
THE SPANISH THRONE. PARIS. The latest news from the land of the olive and fine is not reassuring. The present Prime Minis- ter, who would willin.glv save the Monarchy alono, is on the eve of losing his hold on the Govern- ment. In all probability the next Minis^-y will be semi-military, its pillars being the Queen's cham- pion, General Polavisja and Senor Silvela. But they are waiting for peace to be signed definitely before taking over the reins of power. The Car- lists are also waiting for peace with America be- fore proclaiming war against the dynasty, while General Weyler and his friends are believd to be also waiting to see what course domestic events will take when foreign pressure is withdrawn be- fore striking out their own policy.
MUTINY IN CUBA.
MUTINY IN CUBA. NEW YORK. According to a telegram from Key West, private Advices having been received there from Puerto Principe and Nue Vatas, Cuba, reports the mutiny of 7,000 Spanish regulars, who demanded their arrears of pay before embarking for Spain. They were eventually pacified by a promise that payment would be made. The situation is very grave in view of the fact that the troops have been appeased by the report that thclmoneyto pay them is coming. Canon have now been placed at the entrance to the main street.
EXECUTION OF A MURDERER.
EXECUTION OF A MURDERER. John Ryan, who murdered a police-constable m Kingsland Road, London, on October 2nd, has been hanged within Newgate Gaol. He had never entertained any hope of a reprieve, and had shown a most sullen disposition towards the gaol officials, to whom he had scarcely spoken. He had expressed a wish that no one should visit him, and no relatives or friends at- tended to bid him farewell. He rose shortly after seven o'clock in the morn- ing. Breakfast was brought in shortly after- wards, but remained almost untouched. The unhappy man bore up fairly well. The gaol chaplain remained with him in prayer until the last minute. The convict passively sub- mitted to being pinioned, and walked with a firm step to the scaffold. He was pale, but showed no signs of fear. A drop of between six and seven feet was allowed, and death was stated to have been instantaneous. Billington was the executioner. On the night of the murder Constables Doughty and Baldwin were called to quell a disturbance in which Ryan was concerned, and on reaching the scene Ryan attacked Baldwin and stabbed him with a pocket kni'fe in four places. The officer succumbed soon after ad- mission to the hospital, but he identified Ryan as his assailant at the station.
WARSHIPS IN COLLISION.
WARSHIPS IN COLLISION. On Tuesday afternoon the newly commis- sioned torpedo-boat destroyer Snapper, belong- ing to the Medway destroyer flotilla, collided with her Majesty's ship Wildfire, flagship of Vice-Admiral Sir Charles Hotham, Commander- in-Chief at the Nore. The Snapper, which had arrived from Chatham a few hOllrs previously, was taking up her buoy, when the strong tide caught her, and carried her on to the Wildfire's bows. The Willi fire had to slip her moorings before the vessels parted. It was then found that the port side of the Snapper was damaged, necessitating her return to Chatham for repairs. The Wildfire sustained slight injuries to her bows.
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At Oak Park, Chicago, a Methodist congre- gation, too poor to build a chapel, have utilised a disused railway station for their services. The Salvation Army Building Association is in liquidation, and the first instalment of Is. in the pound has been returned to the share- holders. The magistrates of Glasgow have agreed to petition Parliament, asking it to consider the question of the reckless and furious riding of cyclists, with a view to legislating on the matter.
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jTarmer (showing summer boarder over the place): We've put » rope down this well about half a mile, an' W&vq come to the conclusion it hain't got no bottom!" Summer Boarder: How very absurd, Mr. Perkins. If the well has no bottom, how does the water stay in ? She: "George, you ought to be ashamed of yourself to complain of these biscuits. Of course, I don't pretend to be able to bake like your mother could, but think hov glad some of those poor soldiers would be to get them." He They wouldn't be very glad if they happened to get them in the neck, 111 bet." One night, after the curtain was rung up at a theatre, where the Standing Room Only" was not needed, a small boy was discovered sob- bing in front of the pay-office. What is the matter?" asked the money-taker. I want my money back!" sobbed the boy. I'm afraid to sit up in the gallery alone!" Mrs. Mifshaw: You praise yourself too much, my dear. People would appreciate you more, and would tell you so, if you were to cultivate a little modest reticence." Mr. Mishaw: "That's whore you are mistaken. ;1 did that for years, gjid nobody took any notice of me but
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i THE ISLE OF WIGHT MURDER.
THE ISLE OF WIGHT MURDER. A MIS-SHAPEN HEAD. e's At Winchester Assizes, on Tuesday, Maurico Wolbrook (42), labourer, was ordered to be de- tained during her Majesty's pleasure for the murder of Percy Hnyter, aged nine, at Newport. Isle of Wight. The prisoner gave himself up. stating that he had cut a boy's throat, and a boy's mutilated body was subsequently discov- ered. The medical evidence showed that the deceased's head had an extraordinary malforma- tion, and that the man suffered from delusions.
BRAWLING IN CHURCH.
BRAWLING IN CHURCH. The Bristol magistrates on Tuesday convicted a man named Rred of indecent behaviour at St. Simon's Church by shouting at the conclusion of the service on Protestant Sunday, "I protost. in the name of God, against this idolatry. Ritualistic practices were admitted bv wit- nesses, one of whom candidly told the defend- ing solicitor that the church in question was no place for Protestant Churchmen. The mag- istrate fined the defendant 40s. and costs. Notice of appeal was given.
1 A DUEL IN IRELAND.
A DUEL IN IRELAND. FATHER AGAINST DAUGHTER. Colonel Tynte, resident magistrate, at Bun- crana, Co. Donegal, has investigated a remark- able charge arising out of an actual duel be- tween father and daughter. It seems that Duncan Magpcgor is a clerk in charge of the extensive fortifications being built by the Gov- ernment on the shores of Lough Swillv. His daughter Lily, aged 15, and Corporal French, of the Royal Artillery, were sweethearts. Magrcgor disapproved of this, aud one day, while the three were about driving from one fort to another, he order the girl off French's side of the car. Subsequently about midnight words passed be- tween father and daughter, with the result, as alleged, that, seeing her father put his hand on his belt containing his revolver, the girl said, '• If there is to be shooting I am in it," and took down a rifle. Both fired simultaneously, and each received scratch wounds. The police charged both with shooting, and Magregor with cruelty in keeping his daughter out in the cold all night.—Evidence was given at length, and the girl displayed great ability in cross-ex- amining the witnesses called against her.- Colonel Tynte returned both for trial on a charge of shooting.—The charge of cruelty against the father was adjourned.
DISASTROUS BALLOON TRIP.
DISASTROUS BALLOON TRIP. A FALL OF FORTY FEET. The t-London Evening News chartered a balloon which left London on Tuesday with the view of crossing the Channel and getting, if possible, to Paris. When it reached Lalaning, a village near Worthing, a tear developed, and the occupants endeavoured to alight. The Iteronaut, :\1 r. Arthur Williams, accomplished this without injury, though he was dragged through a hedge, but the Evening News cor- respondent fell a height of 40 feet, and received injuries to his side and hip. He received medi- cal treatment, and was then removed to Brigh- ton. The balloon escaped seawerds.
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The village of Kisehlah, Central Asia, having been attacked by plague, only 125 souls out of a population of 350 survive. Two brothers, Ben Burton (17), and Charles Burton (7), have died in Leicester Infirmary from injuries caused by the explosion of a paraffin lamp. Divers have recovered most of the gun fittings and other Government property surreptitously thrown overboard from H.M.S. Majestic, but the authors of the mischief have not up to the present been discovered. At the monthly conference of the Lancashire and Cheshire Miners' Federation, at Wigan, it was reported that Derbyshire and other counties besides Lancashire had decided that an application be made for 7t per cent. advance 2 in wages, and the question would be considered at the National Federation conference in Edinburgh ia January. The Crewe Co-operative Society have re- ported to the Cheshire police that some persons had entered one of the fields, where there were a number of sheep, and stole the carcases of two of them. They appear to have cut the heads clean off, carrying away the bodies and skin whole. The heads were found in the field, and there was much blood about. Mr. John Burns, lecturing on Labour and Empire" the other night at the Battersea Public Baths, said he would like-next year, perhaps —to visit India, which he styled the weakest link in our colonial chain." He believed that every M.P. should be familiar with all our colonial possessions, and our policy in India, as in Egypt, should be one of no abandonment. A birth took place the other day under pecu- liar circumstances in Sheffield. A woman named Martha Hargreaves, of no home, called at a house in Arundel Street, and while the occupier was upstairs she gave birth to a still- born child. The woman was afterwards taken to the workhouse, and the body of the child to the mortuary. A pathetic feature in the suicide of William Slaughter, a master carrier, living in Hill Street, Peckham, who hanged himself in his stables owing to monetary difficulties, was the fact that two hours after the discovery of his body a large order from a North London firm, which would have put the deceased's affairs on a sound basis, but which was accidentally delayed, came to hand. The action of Stone v. Brewis came before the London Sheriffs' Court, the other day. The defendant, Edward Brewis, a retired stock and share dealer, had persistently libelled the plain- tiff, illiam Henry Elphinstone Stone, a solici- tor who had acted for him in a divorce case. The defendant apologised and agreed to a ver- dict for £200. damages. c The Acton District Council are taking steps to acquire land for dust-destructor and electric- lighting works. The Metropolitan Electric Supply Company, who have new works at lfil- lesden, are also seeking powers to supply the Acton district with electricity, so that a clash between a public body and a private company is shortly expected. A Jewish girl has told the Manchester police a strange story. According to her account she was desirous of becoming a Roman Catholic, and left her home to come to England. Here i was received into that Church on October 23, and was subsequently assaulted, rendered half unconscious, and thrust into a cellar in her aunt's house, where she was kept five days in olose confinement. This was done by two Jews. who were annoyed at her change of faith.— Pciliee Court proceedings are likely to follow. I
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MR. JUSTICE DAY AND CRIMES OF i VIOLENCE. < ——— j HEAVY SENTENCES. At Glamorganshire Assizes on Tuesday Mr. Justice Day sentenced a number of prisoners previously found guilty of robbery with violence. George Attwell received four months' imprisonment, with forty laches in two instalments. Robert Leary was similarly sentenced, as also was Thomas Lewis, one of two collicl's. His fellow-prisoner, Thomas Roes, was sent to penal ser\ilude for years, Tbomas Hackett, son of a licensed victuiwler, f of Barry, made a piteous appeal to the judge for mercy. On being scnteiu-ed to ctven %,( penal -crviti.de he uliouted, OL, my and left the dock shouting, "My God; seven years." Two female accomplices were ordered t" be imprisoned for lo and 1C men Iks respec- tively.
THE NEW VACCINATION ACT. --
THE NEW VACCINATION ACT. COLONEL MELLOIl, M.P., AND THE OJIALLFUA DAjsGilii. In granting 100 vaccina;i.-n certificates at Radehu'e. other' Colonel ileJlor. M.P., •aid the j.;e".ieral;.i-;i uid t what Miiaiipox was. hili tin "e who )¡\ pe. hap" 1U or :21' years kiiiger would see it. Tho outbreaks at Gloucester, tfe., created a panic, and people I evel.. get vaccina;ed. It wcnlcl be fiHirv.l those were llea-bite* to what the vi-itaticui would I: in the UieUine at ail events of some wiio are now livi;-g CATHCAET.
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'.L..r¡l_ 111'1J Ji. 1.1.. SENTENCES ON THE PRISONERS. I L.I. L. -oJ ll J. OJ. I Edmund 1 bead ore Ilatcliffe, 51, solicitor, and ('liaS. George Perry, 2G; no occupation, who were eonvieted :t the last Sessions, of conspir- acy to defraud Mr.\ Cathcnrt, were on Tuesday hn:light up at the Old Bailey for sentence. The Recorder said Mrs. Catheart proved to be a willing victim. She was fond of litigation, with lit. ie knowledge of law. in which she revelled. The oilenee. however, was a most serious one. He sentenced KatelilTe to 12 months, and Perry to three mo t i' imprisonment.
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SHOCKING NEGLECT OF AN IMBECILE. A GIRL OF 16 WEIGHS 33LBS. On Tuesday at the Wednesbury County Police Court, the South Staffordshire Stipen- dllLry (Mr. Neville) heard a shocking case. in which Thomas Hughes, puddler, High Street, Mexley, near Darlaston, and his wife Elizabeth were charged with gross cruelty to their daugh- ter, Hannah, aged 16 years.-Mr. Barrows, who prosecuted, stated the case was the worst that had ever been brought into a Court.— Police-constable Horton said he found the girl on a broken-down bed and her body covered with a piece of sacking. Both defendants were in the habit of drinking excessively, and he visited their house in consequence of complaints having been made. —Dr. Sydney Partridge, of Darlaston, staved that on the iird inst. be examined the defend- ant's daughter, who is a cripple and an idiot, and found her in a v ry emaciated state. The head was covered with sores, and the liliz. with vermin. Her body was dirty, and covered with insect marks. There was a large sore on the outer part of the left hip about the size of a hali-cl and a suij'or one on the right knee. Her clothing was very scanty and dirty. Tae bedroom and the bed cloth- ing were also filthy dirty. The child had been very grossly and cruelly neglected, and in hl, opinion had had insufficient food. Inspector Cook said the girl was insured, the defendant* paying twopence a week for her. Ou ¡ November 4th he removed the girl to the in- firmary at the Walsall Workhouse, aid she only woighed 3:Jlh. The defendants expressed regret iliai the girl bad been neglected, and hoped the magistrate would deal leniently with them.— The Stipendiary said it was a most shocking case, and but ("I' the fact that both defendants had hitherto borne good characters he should have committed them for trial. They were two brutes, and they would each be sentenced to six months' imprisonment with hard labour.
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in the Khondda Valley a young man named Andrew Breese, residing at lYeorky. while dancing at a class, suddenly fell, and died ten minutes after. He was appare.ioly iu jxcellent health, and was only thirty years of age. The Scarborough Board of Guardians have in- creased the salaries of the workhouse master and matron from £ 60. and £ 10. to £ 70. and £ 50 respectively. It was stated that the salaries I had stood at the same figures for at least thirty years. The ceremony of unveiling the monument erected to the memory of Vice-Admiral Nachi- moff, who, on the same day in 1853, destroyed a portion of the Turkish fleet at the Battle 01 I Sinope, will take place at Sebastopol on the 30th inst. The Duke of Leeds and Lord and Lady Yar- borough have generously given upwards of twc acres ¡:, of land as a burial ground for Wales parish. The new ground will be open for in- terment as soon as the present churchyard is filled.
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