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THE 3IORNING1 TIMES, -STJArs: SEPTEMBER 22, 1895.
I A Hv
iutlior of the "Luck, of Roaring Camp,'
"Two Men ot Bandy Bar," &c
(Copyright, 18J5.by Brctllartc.)
CHATTER VII. (Condi-dcd.)
They ulood looking at cacli other.
Collinson was already himself again.
man otslmplcdlrcctnessand no Imagination
saw only his wife before him a little breath
less, .-UHtle Hurried, a lilllcdishcvelled from
rapid riding, as he had sometimes seen her
before, bat otberwlseuncbanged. Nor had he
changed; he took her up where he had left
her years ago. Ills era vc face only broad
ened Into a smile as he held both her hands
"Yes ,U's me Lordy! Why, I was comin'
only to-morrow to find ye, Sadie!"
She glanced hurriedly around her "To
to find me?" she said Incredulously.
"Sartln! That ex I was goin' to ask about
ye goin to ask about ye at tho convent."
"At theeonvent?" she echoed with a fright
"Yes, why, Lordy, Sadie don't you sec?
You thought I was dead, and I thought you
was dead, that's what's the matter. But I
never reckons! you'd think mc dead until
Chlvers allowed that it must be so."
Herfacc whitened in themoonlight. "Chlv
ers?" she said uiankiy.
"In course, but nat'rally you don't know
him, honey. He only saw you onc't. But It
was along o' that, Sadie, that he told mc he
reckoned you wasn't dead, and told me how
to find you. He was mighty kind and con
sarned about It and he even allowed I'd bet
tcrsllp orr to you this very night."
"Chlvers;" she repeated, gazing athcr hus
band with bloodless lips.
"Yes, an awful purl-spoken man. Ye'H
have to get to know him, Sadie. lie's here
with some of his folks, az hez got inter
trouble I'm furgeltln' to tell ye. You
"Yes, yes, yes!" she interrupted hysteri
callv: "and this is the mill?"
I "Yes, lovey, the mill my mm your
mill the home I built lor you dear. I'd
show it to you now, but you tee, Sadie.I'ni
out here standiii" guard."
"Are you one of them?" the said, clutch
ing his hand desperately.
"No, dear," be raid soothingly, "no, only
you see, I giv' my word to 'em as I glv" my
house to-night and I'm bound to protect
tbcru and tee them through. Why, Lordy,
Sadie, you'd have done the same for
"Yes, yes," she taid, beating her hands
together strangely, "of course. He was
so kind to bring me back to you. And you,
might have never found me but for him."
She burst into an hysterical laugh, which
the cjnipie-niiuded man might have over
looked hut for the tears that coursed down
her bloodless face.
"What's gone ye, Sadie?" he said in
a sudden fear, grasping her hands. "That
laugh ain't our"n that Voice ain't jour'n.
You're the old Sadie, ain't ye? He stopped.
For a moment his face blanched as he
glanced toward the mill, from which the
faint sound of bacchanalian voices came
to his quick ear. "Sadie, dear, ye ain't
thinkin' any thins agin' me? Ye ain't
allowiu' I'm keeping anythin' back frcm
Her face stiffened Into rigidly; she dashed
the tears from her eyes. "No," she said
quickly. Then after a moment the -added
with a faint laugh: "You tee we haven't
seen each other for so long it's all to sud
"But you kem here just now calkilatin'
"Yes, yes," she taid quickly, still grasp
ing both his hands, but wllhhcrhcadslightly
turned in thedlreclionot themilL
"But who told ye where to find the mill?"
he said, with gentle patience.
"A friend," she s.ild, hurriedly. "Per
haps." she added with a singular trnllc, "a
friend of the friend who told you."
"I tee." said Collinsun with a relieved
face and a broadening tmile. "it's a sort of
fairy story. I'll bet, now, it was that old
Barker woniau that Chivers knows."
Her teeth gleamed rigidly together in the
moonlight like a death's head. "Yes," she
taid dryly, "it was that old Barker woman.
Say, Scth," the continued, moistening
her lips slowly, "yuu're guarding this
"That's another fellow up the trail a
try but don't you bo u feared, he can't
hear us. Sadie."
"Yes. Why. Lord love ye, Eadle, t'other
tide o' the mill it drops down si might to the
valley; nobody comes that way hut poor
low-down emigrants. And it's miles
round to come by the valley from the
"You didn't hear your friend Chlvers say
that the sheriff was out with his posse to
night hunting llieni?"
"NST Did you?"
-"I think I heaid something of that kind
at Skinner's, but it may have been only a
warning to me, traveling alone."
"That's so," eald Collinson, with a tender
solicitude, "hut none of these yer road
agents would have teched a woman. And
this yer Chlvers ain't the man to insult
laugh. Bji It was overlooked by Collinson,
who was taking bis gun from beside the tree
where he had placed It. "Where are J ou gu
lag?" she said suddenly.
"I reckon them fellows ought to be warned
of what you heard. I'll be back in a mlnit."
"And you're golnjr to leave me when
when we've only Just met after these years,"
the said, with a faint attempt at a emlle,
which, however, did not reach the cold glit
ter of her eyes.
"Just for a little, honey. Besides, don't
you see, I've got to get excused, or we'll
have to go off to Skinner's or somewhere,
Sadie, for we can't stay in lhar along o'
"So you and your wife arc turned outfit
your home to please Chlvers," she said,
"Thai's whar you slip up, Sadie," said
Collinson, with a troubled face, "for he's
'that kind of a man thet if I Jest as much
as hinted you was here he'd turn 'em allnut
o' the house for a lady. Thct's why I don't
propose to let on anything about you till
"To-morrow will do," she said, still
6mlllng, but with a singular abstraction in
her face. "Pray don't disturb them now.
He Is enough warn them of any approach
from the tralL I'm tired and ill very 111!
Sit by me here, Seth, and wait! We can
walthere together we have walled so long,
Beth and the end has come now." .
She suddenly lapsed against the tree, and
slipped in a sitting posture to the ground.
Collinson cast himself at her side, and put
bis arm around her.
"Wot'sgonoo'ye.Sade? You'recold and
sick. Listen. Your boss is Just over thai
feedin". I'll put you back on him, run In
and tell 'em I'm off, and be with ye In a
Jiffy, and take ye lack to Skinner's."
"Wait," she said softly. "Wait."
"Or to the Silver Hollow it's notso far."
She had caught his hands again, her rigid
face close to his.- "WhatHollow? Speak!"
Che said breathlessly.
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silver. He'll take yur in."
Her head sank against hisshoulder. "Let
me etay here," she answered, "and wait."
Ho supiiortcd her tenderly, Reeling the
gentle brushing of her Hair against his cheek
as In the old days. He was content to wait,
holding herthus. They were very silent;her
eyes half closed , as if In cxhaustlou, yet with
the strange suggestion, of listening in the
"Ye ain't liearin' anythin', deary?" he Eald
with a troubled face.
"No; but everything iaso deathly still," she
said In a frightened whisper.
It certainly was very still. A singular
hush seemed to have slidover the landscape;
there was no longer any sound from t lie mill;
there was an ominous rest in the woodland,
so perfect that the tiny rustle of an uneasy
wing in the tree above them had
made them start; even the moonlight
seemed to haug suspended In the air,
"It's like the lull before the storm," she
said, with her strange laugh.
But the nou-imaginatlve Collinson was
more practical. "It's mighty like that
earthquake weather before the big shake
that dried, up the river and stopped the
mill. That was Just the time I got the
newso your'beln" dead with yellow fever.
LordUbuney,. 1 alius, allowed to myself
thet suthln' was happeniii' to ye then."
She did notTepiy, but he. holding her
figure closer to him, felt it trembling
witli nervous cxpeeatiun. Suddenly the
threw him oft and rte to her feet with a
cry. "ThereJ' she screamed frantically,
"they've come! they've come!"
A rabbit irad run out Into the moonlight
before them, a gray fox had dashed from
the thicket into thewood, but nothing
"Whose come?" said Collinson, staring
at her. "
"The -sheriff- and his poise! They're
surrounding them now. . Don't you hear?"
she gasped. -
Thpic, was a, strange rattling In the
direction ot the mill, a dull rumble, with
wild Shouts and outcries, and the tramp
ling uf feet on its wooden platform. Col
linson staggered to Ills feet, but at the
same moment he was thrown violently
against his wife, and they both clung help
lessly to the tree, with their eyes turned
'toward the ledge. There was a dense cloud
of dust and haze hanging over it.
She uttered another cry, and ran swiftly
"IT WAS THE REAL SEP.APIIINA
toward the rocky grade. Collinson ran
quickly after her, but as she reached the
grade lie suddenly shouted, with an awful
revelation in his voice: "Come back! Stop,
Sadie, for God's sake!" But it was too
late. She had already disappeared, and
as he reached the rock on which Olivers
had leaped he felt It give way beneath
But there was no sound, only a rush of
wind from the valley below. Everything
lapsed again into its awful stillness. As
the cloud lifted from where the mill had
stood, tin- moon shone on empty space;
There was a singular murmurlrg and
whispering from the woods beyond that
Increased In sound, and an hour later the
dry bed of the old mill stream was filled
with a rushing nver.
Treble Key returned to his hotel from
the convent, it is to be feared, with very
little of that righteous tatisfaction which
is eupposed to follow ihc preforniarce of a
good deed. He was by 1 o ruears certain
that what lie had done was Lest for the
yoang girt. He had only rhown himself to
ber as a worldly monitor of dargcrs of
. which her innocence was providentially
unconscious. In his feverisli haste 10 avert
a scandal he lud no chance lo cxp'ain his
real feelings; he had. perhaps, even exposed
her thwarted Impulses to equally naive hpt
more dangerous expression which he might
not have the opportunity lo check. He
tossed wakcfully thaPiOght upon his pillow,
tormented wiibalternate visions of her
adorable presence at the hold, and her
bowed renunclatlng figure as Fhe re
entered the convent gate. He waited ex
pectantly the next day for the message she
had promired and w liich he believed, she
would find tome way to tend. But no mes
sage was forthcoming. The day passed
and he became alarmed. The fear that
her'escapade had been discovered again
seized him. If she were in clcse restraint
she could neither send to him, nor could he
convey lo her the solicitude and sympathy
that filled Ills heart. In l.pr childish, frank
ness she might have confessed the whole
truth, and this would only chut the doors
of the convent against him, under his former
pretext, but compromite her still more if
he boldly called. He waylaid the after
noon procession; she "was not among them.
Utterly despairing, the wildest plans, for
seeing her passed through his brain plans
that recalled his hot-headed youth, and
a few moments later made him smile at his
extravagance, even while it half frightened
blmatlhcrealityofhlspasslon. He reached
the hotel heartsick acd desperate. The
porter met him on the steps. It was with
a thrill that cent the bleed leaping to his
checks that he heard the man say:
"Sister Bcraphina is waiting for you in
There was no thought of discovery or
scandal in Preble Key's mind now; no doubt
pr hesitation as to what he would do, as
he sprang up the staircase. He only suew
that he bad found her again, and was happy.
He burst Into the 000m, but this time he
remembered to shut the door behind him,
ITelooked eagerly toward the window where
she had been seated, and the missile slit
had been reading rolled from her lap to the
floor. Be ran toward her topiek It up.
Her name the name she bad told him t
call her was passionately trembling on
his' lips, when she slowly put her veil
aside, nnd displayed a pale, kindly, middle
aged face, slightly marked by old scars
of smallpox. It was not Alice; it was tho
real Sister Beraphina who stood before
His first revulsion of bitter disappoint
ment was so quickly followed by a rcallzai
Hon that all had been discovered, and his
sacrifice of yesterday had gono for naught,
that he had stood before her, stammering,
butwithontthepowertosaya word. Luckllyj
for him, his utter embarrasment seemed to
missuro her, and to calm that timidity
which his brusque, man-Ilfco irruption might
well produco in the inexperienced, con
templative mind of tlie recluse. Her voice
was very sweet, altielt sad, as she said
"I am afraid I have taken you by sur
prise; but there was no time to arrange
for a meeting,, and the lady Superior
thought that I. who knew all the factsz had
letter sec you confidentially. Father
Clpriano gave us your address."
Amazed and wondcring.Key bowed her to
"You will remember," the went on,
softly, "that the lady superior failed to get
any information from you regarding the
brother of one ot our dear children whom
he committed to our charge through a a
companion or acquaintance a Mrs.Bar
kcr. As she was armed with hl authority'
by letter we accepted the dtar child through
her, permitted her as his representative
to have free ai cess to his tister, and even
allowed her, as an unattended woman, to
pass the night at the foment. We are,
therefore, surprited this morning to
receive a letter from him absolutely for
bidding any further Intercourse, currc
tpoudeuce ur association of his Bister with
this companion, Mrs. Barker. It was neces
sary to inform the dear child of this at
once, as she was on the point of writing to
tills woman, but we were pained andshocked
nt her reception of tier brother's wishes. I
ought to tay. In Justice to the dear child,
that while she fs usually docile, intelli
gent and tractable to discipline, and a
devotee in her religious feelings, she is sin
gularly Impulsive. But we were not pre
paredfor the rash and sudden step she)
had taken. At noun to-day sheescaped from
Key, who had been following her with
relief, arans to his feet at this unexpected
"Escaped!" he said. "Impossible! I
mean," he added, hurriedly, recalling him;
self, "your rules, your discipline, your
attendants are so perfect."
"The poor. Impulsive creature has added
sacrilege to her madness a sacrilege we
arc willing to believe she did not understand
for she escaped in a religious habit my
WHO STOOD BETORE niM.'
"But this would sufficiently Identify
her," he said, controlling himself with an
"Ala,notso! There are many ot us who
nnd they are made a II alike, so as to divert
rallicrthanattractatteutlon to any Individu
ality. Wo have sent private messengers lo
all direetjons, and sought her everywhere,
but without success. You will understand
that we wish toavoldscand.il which a nwre
public inquiry would create."
"And you come to me," said Key, with a
return of his first suspicion, in spite of his
eagerness to cut short tho interview and be
freetoact "to me, almost a stranger?"
"Not a stranger, Mr. Key," returned the
rcllgieuse, gently, "but toa well-known man
a man of affairs in the country where this
unhappy child's brother lives a friend who
scents to be sent by Heaven to rind out this
come to the old pupil of Father Cipriano, a
friend of the Holy Church: to the kindly gen
tleman wlioknows whatitistohavedearre
lations of his own, and who only yesterday
was seeking the convent to "
"Enough!" interrupted Key, hurriedly,
wlthaslightcolor. "I will go at once. Ido
not know this man, but I willdomybcstto
find him. Andthis this yoiinggirnyousay
you have no trace of her. May she not still
be here? I should havesome clueby which
to seek her I mean that I could give to her
"Alas! wofear8helsalready faraway from
here. If she went at once to Ban Luis, she
could have easily taken a train to SanFran
Cisco before we discovered her f lightC We
believe that It was the poor child's Intent
to Join her brother so as to intercede forhsr
friend or, perhaps, alas! to seek her."
"And this friend left yesterday morning?"
he said quickly, yet conccallng-a feeling of
"Well, you may depend on me! And now,
as there Is no time to be lost, I will make
my arrangements to lake the next train."
He held out his hand, paused, and said In
!'oA speed. Sister Sernphlna!"
"May the Holy "Virgin aid you," she said
n gralcrul smile, a characteristic reaction
came over Key. His romantic belief In the
Interposition of Providence was not without
a tendency to apply the ordinary rules of hu
man evidence lo such phenomena. Sister
Seraphlna's application to him seemed
little short of miraculous Interference, but
what If it were only a trick to get rid cf
him; while the girl, whose escapade had
been discovered, was cither under restraint
In the convent or hiding In Santa Lu!s&?
Yel this did not prevent him from me
chanically continuing his arrangements
for bis departure. When they were com
pleted and he bad barely time to get to tlie
station at San Luis, he again lingered (a
vague expectation of some detenninuis-
The appearance of a servant with a tele
graphic message at this moment seemed to
be an answer lo this instinctive feeling. Be
tore It open hastily. Butitwasonly&slnzU j
line from his foreman ai-the roloe.-whlch had
MceinSanFranclsco. I", read, "Come at once
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uw cuuciuueu. 1
I mct"BDlp" wn't first came tb"NeW
York. He was an evening newsboy wh
haunted Park Rowland he had such a queer
voice and was so queer In bis looks that he"
attracted attention, above another, boys,
One evening I tookbira over into City Hall
Park and asked: j -. -. 1
"Bnlp, how old are your ,
"Doing on ten, sir."
"Do you live at home?"
"No, sir; I have no home. Father and
mother are both dead," and I have no
brothers or sisters,"
"Where do you put up?"
"With Aunt Ma'ry.'do'wrion'Pearl street;"
"Can you read or write?"
"No.slr: butl can tell money and change
We took a liking to each other from the
start. I wanted him to go to school, but be
was a born iJmln.;T olrered to buy him a
suit ofclolbrs, but by preferred to pick up a
garment here nnd there whlcb had seen Its
best days. He did -accept and wear an
overcoat, but I dnnj, think he ever felt
exactly comfortable In It at least nut mi
ll! It became dirty and greaBy and the boys
could no longer taunt him with being an
aristocrats Sometimes I "had Snip wash
his face and comb his halrand-go Usluncb
with me, but It hurt lite feelings and he
went and er' compulsion. He preferred to
have me go down n Frnnkfortstreet with
him, where we sat on a bench at a rude
table and got two ancient sandwiches and
a .gjass of watered milk for a nickel.
Knives and forks and napkins put him out
and made him reel llred.
When Snip got dead broke he knew where
to find me. When he got licked by a big
ger boyhe came' to mc -for consolation.
On several occasions when "The Gang"
tried" to drive him, off the street becauso
he was "a-gettln" ' to be Vanderbilt,"
I went down and got the police to tee
him through; and twice when'hc was ar
rested with others, for disturbing tho
peace I "went to the Tombs and begged
. W got. to be "pards" Snip and I. I
liked him for a dozen reasons, but prln
clpally because he was a genuine type of
the New York wait whyuwaii ftghtlng his
way. His self-reliance and energy were
something any man might envy. Nothing
could down him, and It was rarely that
he gave way to discouragement. Early
In the "battle I went down and gave
Aunt Mary the tip not to turn him out
when he failed to square up, 'but the boy
didn't know ot tills. At Iocg intervals
he would come to me for a "stake," but
he had prtde In trying to take care of
himself. 1 wanted Bnlp to grow up some
thing better than a,gamin, and that was
the only point n c differed on. He had it
In his blood and couldn't make a change.
He wasn't vicious, but he was a street
Arab In the fullesl sense. He knew New
York from the Baltery to Harlem, and
nothing pleased hlinlTso well as n night
out. We walked-tlii" Iiowery atmldnight
together we descended into the dives and
rum holes and dafe houses. Once or
twice during the first year ot our ac
quaintance I got Sni-i'into a barbershop
and had his hair tiltl but he felt so bad
about it tliat I ceilsed'to experiment arter
awhile. He managiiUto look reasonably
clean on Sundays: but my ntl--mpt to
slick him up on weekdays was n failure.
A month ago I,jHwn'hat Suip was fall
ing In health, ijp.had always been as
hard as nails, but th'e'rough life was be
glunlng to tell oii-yni'.' He made light
of his ailment. biit'Tlie'ilay came when I
had to go down -and have a talk with
Aunt Mary about hfm. Bhe advited the
ho-pital, and after much coaxlug I got
him to go there. 'He said It was too
stylish for him, and that sleeping on a regu
lar lied and eating chicken soup would
mako a bcoby ouUof him, but at length
I got him to go. The doctors said that
It was a case of quick consumption, and
that he-could not hold out long-,-and after
a bit the boy suspected Uietrue stale of
affairs. 'IlcVcut to'his deatifilke a man,
however.- --NoU once didhe -whimper or
complain. Ou the contrary, be hoped
against hope. He would say to me as I
sat. beside hU cot- .. -
"I'm bound to git np, pard bound to do
It. Ile'u you has gut lots of things to
do. this summer, and I di.nXwunt you to
go panls with any other boy. I'm squarei
you are square, an' we jestrwanrilkeep
on bcln'pards." ,. ..,,
One night, when no one believed that his
end was-so near. Snip realized that the
band ot death was upon him. He knew
they could not scad for 1110 at that hour,
and so he saM to the nurse:
"Git a pencil and paper and write sun-
thin fur me. Tve got a knife, a pair of
-dappers, a harmonlcan, and 'leven cents
n money. Wrl te it down that I leave every
thing to my ole pard, nnd that I thought of
him last of all!"
And next day whea.1 called to see him I
found that penciled message and him lying
dead. They had him In a pauper's coffin,
ready for burial In a pauper's gnve. I
vould not have It so. He sleeps In grave
In another field, and I hope It Is well with
bis Immortal spirit. Other boys havecomo
to me and would call me"partuer," but I
can't do It. Snip was my earliest nd last.
While he lay dying and yet h-jiilug, he
asked me to be loyal to our f.-ieia'.blp,
and thougli he sleeps his last sleep I will
wait. Detroit Free Press.
A rooullixr AY 111.
Tho Neue Wiener Tag blatt prints at length
the amazing last will and testament of a
wealthy old eccentric who died lately a;
Haderedrof am Kemp': "I bequeath the
whole of my property, movableand Immova
ble," says be, "to my six nephews and my
six nieces, but under the sole condition that
every one of my ccphewB marries a woman
.named Antonie, and that every one of my
nicces marries a majaismed Anton." The
twelve are further ji-aulrcd to give the
Christian name Anone or Anton to each
first-born child, accorpln; as It turns out to
and niece isalso to bg celebrated ononeot the
St. Anthony's daysCjillifr January 17, May
10 or June 13. Eacli Isfurther required to
bo married before bf end of July, 1S9C.
nephew or niece rematnhig unmarried to an
Antunie or an Anton afjtgr tbatdaleforfeits
bait ot blsorhcrshareqtjthe property."
- Not n renfect, Musician.
Rubinstein was undoubtedly inaccurate at
long programmes could easily flu.l that out.
He not only embroidered even Beethoven, but
b would Invent Bach. What he invented
was probably quite as good as what he hap
pened to forget, and always extremely In
teresting. Still, It was not note for note,
and that is what the dullards gloated over.
Bulow was morp accurate, but even Bulqw
forgot or manufactured a bar or two oc
casionally. But these. If spots, were spots
in the eun, and certainly all Rubinstein did or
left undone serve but-to accentuate his in
dividuality a nd display his genius In new and
Yttnkco Notions In Japan.
As Japan has no law or. treaty with this
country, whereby American patents secure
theprotection afforded them by nearly every
unlimited advantage of Yankee ingenuity.
Consequently, there arc to be found In that
country, thousands of useful 'Yankee no
tions," 'manufactured without fca:ot la
tringement suits by the inventors.
Widow Grant's brave fight to bring up
her orphaned grandchildren bad won the
silent respect of tho Olen, and when It was
reported that Lily bad obtained a place
In London and would leave in three weeks
the fathers gave themselves up to consid
erations of the Incident on all Its sides.
"Nac wumman In the palrlsb hes dune he;
duty better than Janet Grant," said Drum
sheugh, with authority. "She's been an
example tae every man o's. It's nuch
teen year lalst Martinmas sin her docther's
man ran aff and his puir wife came hame
toe ilce, leavln her mother the chalrge c-f.
sax young bairns.
" 'Ye canna dae't wlthoot help, Janet,'
says I tae her; 'y c 'ill need a bit alooa ncef raa
the pairish, an a'll get it forjriuext boord.
A shilling a week Ilka balra '111 sang a Ling
wy in,ylr hands.'
"'Thank ye, Drumeheugh.' She wes
standing at her gate and drew herself up
clralcht. 'An' a' the neeburs hcv been
freendly; but there's never been nne o' ma
bluid on the palrlsb, an' there never wull tv
sae lang as the Almicbty leaves me ma rea
son an' twr. airms.
" 'Mary had a puir life o't, an' she deed
o' the dlfgracc her man pit on her. A'm
cacin' awa,' she said tae me, 'an' 'ave Julst
ae thing tae ask, inither. Diuua lat the
bairns gac on the pairish; bring 'era up lae
wark an" tae rePiieck themeels. A gied
her ma word, an' a'll keep it. Bhe lookit
graund, fouks." wound up Drumshcugb.
'She's rael Drumtochty, Is Janet, re-
. marked Jamle Soutar;"for doonrlcht pride
au, ltlraunnesg ye ., no get u,. raaa m
Scotland. What for did she no tak the
alnoancc? Bhe wud hae been a gude few
notes the better a' thac years; mony an
'oor's wark she mlcht hae spared bersel.
"Noo gin Janet bed lieen a wumman wi
a proper speerll o' humility and kent her
place she wud hae gruppll a" she cud get.an'
beggil frae the neeburs, an' gotten on better
than ever. But If she dldna sit up at nlclU
makln' the bairns' clalthes, and wark in"
the fields a' day tae earn their schullng,
an' a lae keep her Independence, as they
ca'l. A've seen Janet come intae kirk wi'
the sax bairns afore her, an' she cudna hae
calrried her head higher hed she been the
Cooutess o' Kllspindle.
"A'm Judgln' this kind o' speerit's in tho
verra air o' the Glen, for there's Julst twa
auld weemen on the -pairish; ane o' them's
blind, the liber's had a stroke; nalther o'
4'em hes a frcend. an' balth o" them murn
every day they canna wark."
"Janet's an able wumman," broke in
Hillocks, who was much given to practical
I detail; "a've seen ber hens layin' in the
I dead o' winter, and the lied a Cuo, a' mind,
'at gied half as muckte milk again as any
too In oor toon. As for plannin", the got
ma Sunday blacks wtien they were gev
tar through wl't, nn gin she dldna first
rnak a Jacket for Chairlie "at did hiniior ten
year, an' a'm dootln' she hes tae pay for him
yet, he's no the help he micht hae been as
far as a can mak out; eh. Drums heugh?"
"Gin It wesna for him dacin" naethin'
and llvln" on his family. Hillocks, Lily
mlcht stay wl' hergrannle, and keep Janet
comfortable in her auld age. But they
aye cover bim, baith his grannie and his
Bister, till ye wud think there wes never
a better-daein' lad gied out o' the Glen.
Whatever they say among thcmscls, they'll
no say a word ootside."
What they did sny In Janet Grant's cot
tage that evening was sad enough.
"Weel, weel, lassie, there wes tax tae
begin wl', an" twa died o the dipthery eh,
but Doctor MacLure wes kind that time
nd twa mnlrried and gied awa, an Chair
lie in Amcrlky, an' there's Julst
yerscl left, and I wes trustln ye wud stay
wl ylr auld grannie an close her ccn."
"Dlnna speak that foolish wy, gran
nie," but Lily's voice had to break in
It. "Ye're lokin fresher than mony a
young wummen, and' ye ken a'm tae
get hame at a time, maybe Ilka three
"It's a lang road, Lily, tae Lunnor,
an ill tae tralvel; a may be dead and
buried afore ye come back, an a'll be
terrible lonely, Julst like a bird when
the young anes are taken awa."
"Gin ye say anlther word a'll fling up
ma place, an' never gang intae service
ava; It's no ma wusli tae leave the Glen
an' gang sa tar frae hame. But we
maun pay the man In Muirtown what
Chairlie borrowed, else oor name 'HI be
"It's disgraced encuch already with sic
a useless fellow; he's his father over
again a fair face, a well-dressed back,
t cunning tongue, an' a faulse heart.
There's no drop o' Grant bluid In him,
lassie; there's times I wish he was dead,"
and Janet's voice trembled with passion
"WIsht, wlsht, grannie, he's mithcr's
only son, an' she wes prood o' him, a've
heard ye say, an' he '111 maybe mend;
div ye ken a wes Julst imagluin' tliat
he set tae work and githcrod a lot o
siller, anr paid back a ye hae dune
"Ye '111 no be angry, but a' telt Margct
Hoo ae day aboot oor tribble an' ma
houp o' Charlie for ye canna look at
Marget an' no want tae unbunlcn yer
sel an' she said, 'Dinna be ashamed o'
ylr dreams, Lily; they 'ill a' come true
some day. for we canna think better
than God wull dae.' "
jjarget 1100 is nearer the heart o'
things than ony body in the Glen, an
a'm prayin' she may be richt. Get the
bukes; its time fcr oor rcadin." And
Janet asked tliat "the heart o' him that
wes far awa micht be a kiud brother
to bis sister."
No girl has gone to service In London
before, and the Glen took a general in
terest in Lily's- outfit. The wrlcht made
her kist of sound, well-seasoned wood, and
the Glen, looking In from time to time,
highly approved of its strength and se
curity. Sandie was particularly proud of
n Inner compartment which he had con
trived with much ingenuity, and which
was secu red by a padlock whose key defied
"Noo, you see. If ony ill-conditioned
wrateh got intae the kist, he mieht get
a goon or a Jalckct, but he wudna be
able to titcb her siller. Na, na, what she
wins she keeps; ma certes, that boxlu 'ill
"Ye ken what ye're aboot, wricht,"
said Hillocks, whiNfelt that no one going
to distant parts could take too many pre
cautions, "an' ye've turned oot a wise
like kist: sail, Lily 'ill dae weel gin she
Concerning the filling long and anxious
consultations were held In Janet's kitchen,
and Elspe'th Macfadycn was called In as
a specialist, because she, had been once
In service herself, and because her sister
was cook in the Imuse of the Provost of
"We manna gang a saxpence Intae
debt." and Janet laid down nreliminarv
I, conditions, "an" a'thlng sud be genuine, In
an oot nae show on the back and poverty
ablow; that's puir cleidin' (clothing) fur
"Lily's favlt"auchT"pundTaE"the lodge,
an a' can spare twa .or three. How
mony dresses and sic-like 'HI she need tae
begin rcspiictable""for(fiebHjse an the
kirk. w."1!.. 1 h" 1 M
"Lily, 'ill need twa printsfor certain,
an' ae black dress for iheliousc, an an
ithcr dress for acln po.tUae kirk or tae
see her friends. She wud lie better o a
third print an' a""second ootslde goon
tor a bit change, ye ken. Then she maun
hae abonnct for Sabbath an' a hat tae
sae oot a message- In forby. Tlie Ither
things 'ill hae already," for. Elspeth
had been going ovetTtiie matter carefully
for weeks, "ye 'HI bo-gled to gie yennyhelp
In ma poor."
Three hours did tbcy"spen3 next Friday
In tlie Muirtown shop, cxaminiu;;, selecting,
calculating, until Lily's humble outfit,
was complete and" ECpctn's ruft'llst" over
taken save tlie third printandainerino gown
on which Janet had set her heart.
"We haena the means," 'and "Janet went
over the figures, again, on her lingers,
"an sae ye maim juist wait. Gin -the
price o butter keeps" op", ye 'ill'hde them
afore the New Ycar,,an a'll scnObem up
In a bit parcel. Havers what
what sud a' stairve masel lor? nai' fear o'
that; but keep's, a what's Drumsbeugh
"Hon are ye a' th-day?"-iiaid the great
man, fresh from a victory over a horse
dealer, in which he had wrested a price
beyond the highest expectation ot Drum
tochty; "can ye gle me a hand wl twa or
three bit trokes, Ispeth?" and the two dis
appeared in the recesses of the shop.
"A heard ye were here, an a' wes won
derin' boo the slllcr'wes hauilln iiot; nae
body daur offer balf-a-cmon tae Janet;
but she mlchtna mind Lily gettln' a bit
present frae a neebcr, jubt tae bandselher
new kit, ye ken." and Dramsheugh pressed
two notes Into Elspeth"s hands, and escaped
from the stranger by a side door. When the
parcel was opened that evening, for the joy
of going over Its contents, Janet turned on
Elspeth In fierce wrath-,
"What did ye dae this for. Elspeth
Macfaydcn? an' behind" ran baefci- Tie ken
a' dldna pay forj.thac twa.indjthat a'll
no tak an ounce o tea let alone two goon
wlthoot paymcntrPlt-ttie gons"up, Lily,
an a'll gie them back, thejuqtnln', though
a' hae tae walk the bale twal mile tae
Muirtown." ..- - -
"Dinna be so hasty, Janet Elspeth
was provoklngly calm. Yo needna be fear
ed that Drurasheugh didna pay for his order,
and It he wanted tae gie the lassie a fairin',
a see nae use in flinging it back in his
face; but yc mau una lat on tae blmsel for the
warld or tell a llvln' soul."
When Lily's box was rckcd on Thursday
evening ber grandmother would have slip
ped in all ibe household treasures that could
bo Introduced between layers of soft goods,
and sent the eight-day clock had It been a
suitable equipment for a younu woman en
tering service In London. The 'box was
taken down to Klldrummic station In one of
Drumaheugh's carls, padded round with
straw lest the paint be scrauhed, but Hill
ocks came with his do; cart and drpve Lily
down In slate, carrying in her right hand
a bunch ot flowers from Jamie Soutar's
garden, and in the other a basket contain
lng n comb of honey left by Posty, without
remark; a dozen eggs from Burnbrae, and
two pounds of perfect butter from Janet's
These were Intended as a friendly offer-
lug from the Glen tu Lily's new household,
that she might not appear empty-handed,
but the peppermint-; that filled her pocket
were for herself, and the white milk scones
ou the top of the bag. with a Lottie of
milk, were to sustain Lily on the lung jour
uey. Janet shook hands with Lily twice,
once at the cottage door and again after
he had taken her place beside Hillocks,
"Jut Janet did not kiss Lily, for whom
whom she would have died, and whom she
did not expect to sec again in this life;
nor were their farewell words affecting.
"See that ye hae ylr box richt HLelied.
Lily, an' je '11 need tae watch It at
the junctions; keep thclasket wl' the eggs
In yir bands, for fear-sornebody sits on't,
an', Lily, wumman, for ony sake baud
yir goon aff the wheel wheu je'regetlln'
donn at Ktldrummlo. Ist'-comln lae a
"A wudna say" but there mlcht be a
scowic afore nichu.lt 'II freshen the
aeeps fine." And so Lily departed.
It was a curious coincidence that Jamie
Soutar had some "troke" in, Muirtown
tha,t day, and traveled In the same car
riage with Lily, beguiling her from tor
row with quaint stories and Indirect
shrewd advice. As he was rather early
for his business he had nothing better to
do than see Lily off by the London ex
press, adding to her commissariat a pack
ago of sweets from the refreshment room
and an lllustra ted paper from the bookstall.
He shambled along beside her carriage
to the extreme edge ot tlie platrorm, and
the last thing Lily Grant saw as she went
forth into a strange land was Jamie wav
ing his hand. It showed that the old
man's memory was beginning to fall
tliat. Instead of going down to the town,
he went back by the midday train to
Kildrummle, giving Janet a cry In the even
ing, and assuring her that Lily was so far
on her Journey in "graund heart."
It was covenanted between them that
Lily should send Janet a "sera lie o' tlie pen"
on arrival, as an assurance that she was
safe, and the eggs, and should write In a
while at full length, when she had.set.tled
down to her'work ami found a kirk. Tlie
Glen waited for this' letter, with expecta
tion and regarded it as a common prop
erty, so that when Tosty delivered It to
Janet he eat dowmrithout'Irmtatloii, and
indicated that he was ready to receiveany
tit-bits she might offer for his use.
"Lily's keepin her -health, but she's no
awfa' ta'cn up wl the climate o' London;
The Lonely Fireside
wad ye believe it, they hae the gas Ilcntit
by 2 o'clock In the alfternoon, an' the fog's
cneuch tae smoor ye; H'a no veecious cauld,
"There's waur things than cauld," said
Poity, who had started that morning in
twenty "degrees of frost; "Is she wearylnT
"Whiles a'm dootln', puir lassie; when
sbe hes half an 'oor tae herself, she gacs
up tae her room and takes not a pokle
(bag) o rose leaves we dried In the sim
mer. The smell o them brings up oor bit
galrdcn and me stannln. as plain as day,
at tbe door. Fouk tak notions, a've heard,
when they're farfrom name," added Janet,
by way of apology.
"Ave, aye," and Posty looked steadily
"It's eatln' an' drlnkln' frae mornln
till nicbt, Lily says; an the verra ser
vants hae meat three times a day, wl'
beer tae their dinner An the wysto
cowes a: she says Elspeth Macfayden wud
get her livin frae amang their feet"
"A dlnna think muckle o" beer," ob
served Posty; "there's nae fusion ln't?
nalther heat for the stamacb nor shalrp
nesa for the Intelleck."
"A set o extravagant hlzzles," coDtin-.
ucd Janet: "fur on their Jaickets, like led
dles.nn'no a penny In thebank. Tbeymec
nut get their wages, aft tae spend them on
rinery. Ane o them borrowed five shil
lings frae Lily tae get her boots soled."
"Lord's sake, that's no cannie," and
Posty awoke to tlie dangers that beset
a young girl's path In the great Baby
lon, "till Lily, whatever she dis, tae
keep a baud o' her siller."
"Ye're richt there, Posty. Lily's Juist
ower saft-liearted, and she hes a cey lot
o trimmles tae deal wl.' Wud yc credit it,
ilk ane o' them hes 'Miss' on ber letters,
an gin freends come tae see them they
maun ask for Miss this an' that; a'
pit 'Lily Grant, Hooscmald, on ma let
ters." "Ye're wrang there, Janet," interrupted
Fosty- "what for sud ye ca' doon yir aln,
an' her sic a fine lassie? Ma opeenlon Is
that a Drumtochty wumman hes as gudu
a richt tae Miss as her neeburs. Sail, gin
a catch ye" sesdln" aff anlther LUy,' a'll
wbup in the Miss masel; bat Is there nae
word nlioot the kirks?" for Posty felt
that these trifling details were keeping
tbem from the heart ot the matter.
"A'm comin tae that, an' it's worth
heariu'. for tbe Ignorance o' thae London
fouk Is by ordinar. When she askit the.
near road tae the kirk, naebody in the
hoosc cud tell her whether It wes east or
Posty wagged hla head In pity.
"So she gied not an' fell in wl' a
pollsman. an' as luck would hae It, he wes
a Scotchman. 'Come awa, lassie," he said,
a' see where ye're frae; It's a mercy ye
dldna fa intae tbe hands o' some of ma
an they wud hae gien ye a I richt wl'
crylu' Hallelujah.' "
"A graund body," Interpolated Posty,
" 'Yondcr's tbe place.' says he, 'an' ye
pit yir collection in a plate at the door;
there's nae ladles, but there's a couthle
wumman keeps the door In the gallery, an'
she '111 gle ye a seat.'
"She kent It wes her aln place when she
saw a properly ordained minister in tha
pulpit, wi' his goon and bounie white bands;
and when they started the Hundredth
Psalm, her heart cam intae ber month, an'
she cudna sing a word."
"Wes there an organ?" demanded Tosty.
with the manner of one that has a duty to
perform, and was on his guard against
"A'll no tell ye a lee, Posty, there wes,
an' of coose Lily didna like it, but she
wes terrible pleased wl' the sermon.
As for the organ. It juist boorailled awa
an'she never let on she heard it."
"Dis she gie the texts an' deveesions?"
and Posty smacked bis lips.
"It's no likely she wud forget that,
alfter gaein' ower them Ilka Sabbath
nicbt here sin sbe wes a wee balxnie.
'Faith without works is dead,' James,
"Aye, aye," cried Potsy, Impatiently; "a
testln' text; ye cudna hae a better tae
Jidge a man by; hoo wes't handled?"
"Three heads. First, 'True religioD Is
a principle In thesoul Posty nodded, 'that's
faith. Second, "It Is a practice In the hf e'
'warks,' murmured Posty. Third, 'With
out a principle in the soul there can't be a
practice in the life." "
"A see naethin' wrang there, Janet: It's
maybe no verra orcegina I, but tha t's nacther
here nor there; gin yc stand on yir head
ye can see a new glen; It wis soond an In
structive. Did he tich on Paul and James?
he wud be sure to be reconcllin' them."
"That's a' she writes on the sermon, but
sho gied intae the Vestry wl her lines, an'
the minister wes real kind tae her when
he heard her tongue.
"His English shppit aff in a rcccnut, an"
oot cam the auld toi-gue; he's a Perthshire
man himsel, though frae the sooth eLd,ar
his wife's second cousin is merried fae the
minister o Kildrummie's brother, so yo
micht say he wes conncckit wi' Drum
tochty "He telt her tae coont liim a frcend noo
that the wes amang strangers, an' tae send
for him In jrlbble, nn' Lily declares that
she gacd liack that moniin wi her heart
fa of Comfort an gledness. So ye may tell
the neeburs that Lily's daen' weel in London.
She sends her respects tae Drumsheugh,
and ye "ill say tae Jamie Soutar that Lily
was askin" for him "
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Janet Cnme Intne "Kirk Wl' the Sax
BainiH Afore Her.
When Tosty departed, Janet read tho
last part of Lily slettcr slowly to her
"The minister's prayer took In a kind o'
fouk, nn ae pcteetion, a' thocbt, wes forus,
grannie" 'Remember any one about whom
his friends arc anxious,' and he slopped for
bait a meennt Ye cud hae heard a preen
(pin) fall, an' a' said lae masse!, 'Chairlie '
"Dlnna be ower cast doon abot him nor
gle up houp. He's young nnMhochtlessan'
he '111 maybe tak a turn mra,
"A've savll five pund aff ma wages an
a'm scndln't in a note for a' didn want the
fouk at the postofficc tae ken ooratfulrs.
"Noo, gin yc be wrltln' Chairlie, wull ye
slip in a pund Julst as a hit reminder o' bis
sister nn.' the Ither fower 'ill help tae pae
the Muirtown debt. "
"Dlnna think a'm Bcrlmpln' masel or
daeln onything mean. Alfter n've spent
ear pound a year on clalthes and little
trokes. an' three on ma kirk, a'lljhae aucht
ower for the debt.
When the laist penny's paid o Chan-lie's
debt a'll buy the best black silk In London
for ye, an' gin n'm spared lae come hame
tae the summer sacrament, we '111 gang the
gither tae the table."
"Twa silly weemen," said Janet to hcr
Eelf, "for he's jnlst a ne'er-dae-weel
. . . an' yit, gin he came In noo, a' wud
gie him tlie clalthes aff ma back, an' sae
wud Lily. For tho look In his 'ecn an the
Eoun o' bis voice."
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