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the WASimsrGTcra times, Sunday, octobeb 21, is
Br Maeios Hni.
"Do you think I could do that?" asked a
Her voice scorned to como out or the clear
' y. Theodore looked around and up. She
.as on lle bridge above him, and was
-xnng down into his boat and upon his occu
: ation -with absorbing interest, for ho was
candling a crab nt most dexterously. He
iviic w her by sight as a sort of gonteel poor
-elation of a Mrs. Biker, who lived in the
e. isliborbood. She also know him by sight
a, a working partner of old Sam Hurlbut,
ffh ) a ted as middleman between theShrevvs
l urv Biver erab beds and a fish stall in a
third-rate Xew York market.
"Do you want to come down and try?"
"Yerj mush indeed."
"I don't really see how I can run the boat
up ciose enough to the bank; the tide is so
low." continued Theodore.
"Just run hr ashore as high as you can,"
sr-esaid. a trifle imperiously," ana Til get
ab ard somehow."
Mic disappeared from his iew and began
to waik aciose the bridge.
Theodore discontentedly laid ;aown his net,
an J. scorning to pickup the oar, ho lazily
moM1 1 himself and boat along by pushing
a -"iin-jt the ool, wet piles of the bridge.
Ai iicnerer an extra incautious sho e sent the
riO I hie boat in among the piles he wel
c med the diversion of extricating himseif.
f-r he was in no desperate hurry to have his
uay interfered with by a strange joung
She was ready waiting by the time he
neared the shore, and when be took the pole
end of his net and pushed the boat well uu
into the oose she stopped in oasiiy without
anj blp. Even before seating herself she
1 i ked up one of the oars and with two or
uree igorous digs sent the boat well out
into the rher.
"This is the coolest proceeding I've seen
for months," thought the joung man wrnth
fulh.aud plying hie pole" he painstakingly
punned the boat back into shore again. She
looked at him in amazement.
"More crabs close in," he paid, laconically.
"But you ere in the middle of the rher
when 1 spoke to jou," she said.
"And I was served just right for it, too,"
he said, "that is, I hardly got a crab."
The girl said nothing. Theodore looked at
her with an arttstir appreciation of color.
While looking he made the comforting dis
cover that the gir was pretty, and with the
discover he lost all his chagrin and began to
devote himseif to her.
"Now you sit still for a while and watch
me, ' he said with a radiant tcnile. Tms
business looks mighty easj , but there's a
knack to it all the same, ioe that big follow?
Swash1 I've got him'"
With an athletic swoop be brought up the
dripping net full of wildly-flghung seaweed,
and dumped the moss into the bottom of the
boat. Out of the moss scuttled an immense
erab which made straight for a shelter under
the oung woman s dress. She screamed.
"ihat ail nght! He won't hurt jou!"
"OL oh! what a vicious looking beast!"
Tim crab bad brought himself, after the
'aaLion of his kind, into a condition of petn-
1 quiescence, and was looking fixedly nnd
wi"k dly at her.
' I never can stay in this boat; please lot mo
out. implored the girl.
"I beg of you to take mj word." said Theo
dore ou can sit in a boat full of cralw and
2 jU will never get touched. Only you muetn t
ut 5 our hand near them."
bho sat down again only half condoled, but
fvrgot her prejudices in the next excitement.
&woor ' Another crab.
"This is a soft-shell one. and perfectly
harmkiss. lou can pick him out with your
ngeri, ' said Theodore, m-vitiugly holding
for h the not.
-"Ob. dear, no' Take him out yourself!"
sa. 1 sue, shuddering.
lor the next few moments Theodore
w rked quick) and successfully, inspired
wi'h the knowledge that hie audience of one
was watching him with admiration. Standing
traight, with his eves fixed on the water, he
tisc j his pole to propel the boat larilv along,
rndjet every minute be made a triumphant
s s-r to the right or the left and added a
I crr.afd crab to his store. Through all his
MCi int action he was wondering bow on
c .rth he was to address his companion. He
Lnew jicrfectlj well that she was called Het
tli ili for he had often heard Mrs. Itiker
call d :wn the lane after hor, but he did not
kn :w whether Ma-v was a surname or part of
tho f untian name, and he cert a nly did not
dare rail her Hettie In the m:dst of this
rcvenf she amazed and angered him by call
ing out in terror
"Oh. Theodore' poke that crab awav, it is
coming straight toward me'" She called him
In name as she would have addressed a
He did as she requested, but made an ex
pen mental reply
"1 ou needn't'be frightened, Hettie May, I
toid on befor? that they wouldn't hurt j ou
if you let them alone."
hho gave him a frozen glance, under the in
nocent indtgaation of whicn he felt a twinge
of c nscience, but he said nonchalantly
"3 hat is jour name, isn't it'"
"Oh es. that is my name, certainly, but I
was not aware that jou knew it."
"Is r did I know that j'ou knew my name
was Theodore." he replied.
Sho appeared to be struggling with herself
for a 5Pcond or so, at the end of which she
exr a nei good-temperedly:
"I never dreamed of annoying you by call
ing uu Theodore, but I have heard Mr. Hurl
but r rer to you so often by vour first name
that I used it unawares. But call me Hettio
Mav by all means."
"Indeed. I beg your pardon," he said in
vague apology, "and by way or entreating
you to call me just Theodore I will painstak
ingly keep mj surname from you."
But to his indefinable disappointment she
seemed perfectly indifferent, and merely
"May I take the net now and trj?"
'( ertainly," he said, relinquishing it at
once and staring moodily at her timid man
agement of It.
In friendij flirtations he was an adept and
it set him back when lie was not met at 'least
half wa. No disinterested spectator would
have wondered at his chagrin, oitr, for he
was as undeniably attraeth e as he wis a suc
cess! ui crabber.
"lou will have to oomo over here in my
rlace." he announced, still gloomily. "Steady
now give me jour hand." Alter a deal of
unnoeessarv wobbling and band-clutching
the change was affected, and the joung girl
ew uusu aaiiy in tne prow, wniie Theodore
sat himself opposite and pokod some fight
Into the crabs.
After an Interval of slow, uneven'ul pas
sage through the shallow water Theodore
"Where ar jour crabs?"
"I cau t e any." she reined, with eves
glued to the stream.
"lou have passed some of the flnost ones in
the river." was his next remark.
"I really did not see any'" she said pite
OU6H. The fresh breeze bad loosened short locks
of her hair, and was now blowing her drees
affectionately close to her form. To keep her
bat on she had ducked her head to the wind
and was keeping one eye tight shut Alto
gether she looked so unaffected, so pretty, so
301.ag.so everything that softens the heart of
irau that Theodore same instantly out of his
dis intent and became helpful.
'I k at that mat of sea cabbage." ho said.
"Ea.Mi the boat nearer to it and Til poko a
era out for jon. There! See that? Now
wat '1 closely for Yourself. Don't vou see
the-n Hnng in all the little hoh3 in the river
bott ai' Just look'"
' 'Ii, I see, I see'" cried Hettie Mav, enthu
6lati"allv. "Give me the not. Watch mo
get tht big one." There followed a lurch of
the boat, a violent splash, a fine take of slime
and seaweed, and bitter disappointment.
Mv goodness' how did it get awav?"
"Nevermind. Try another."
Another lurch, more mud, and nothing else.
T' is programme was followed for an hour
ornc at theondof which time sho gate
Tip ' v pelesslv.
"I Lave not caught a single one," was her
"V -vou come out to-morrow noon at high
tide 1 11 warrant you a flno catch!" he prom
A wonderful blush swept over her faoo at
the fanoiod riuicala-
"You are making fun of mo. No ono over
goes crabbing at high tide."
"Not with a net, no, of courso not; but wo
will fish for them, will you come?"
"Oh, yes, if I inny. It Aunt Emma has
nothing'for mo to do."
"I'll wait for 3 ou at Mrs. Riker's landing.
I'll bo there at 12. Now change places with
me again, for it's a long row back."
He took off his coat to make her a bettor
seat nud then bent his back to the oars. In
stead of the jerky Jersey dip ho pulled a long,
strong sweontbnt sent the little boat shudder
ing through" the water like n creature of life.
The sun had gone down unmissed In the bold
twilight, and the breezy stillness of evening
was settling down over the rising river. The
scene was a study in green. Tho only varia
tion was some white daisies, still awake, a
few lagging clusters ot locust, and once a rare
mats of real mountain laurel that, perfectly at
home, bent its sticky white disks almost into
the salt water. Both man nnd girl looked at
it with an instant appreciation of its pres
ence. "Do you want it?" he asked.
"Oh,no;leao it whero it is," she answered.
They were the only words spoken during
the long row home. Over tho two had fallen
a silencing realization of their somewhat pe
culiar position. At last Locust Point landing
was reached, and Hettie May -volunteered to
"This is where you stop," sho said. "I can
"If jou will allow mo I'll row up to Mrs.
Hiker's," said Theodore, pulling with a steady
vigor thnt needed no permission.
Most of the Locust Point homesteads bor
dered upon tho rher, but the descent to tho
water was so wooded and steep that all tho
houses were hidden from sight, so thnt,
although -voices came now and then to the
cars of the two in tho boat, no sight of unn
miablo human beings marred tho perfection
of tho scene. An exception must be mnde in
favor of Mrs. Hiker, who was found to be
watching their approach from tho top of her
"There's Aunt Emma," said Hattio May,
gmltilj "l'e been crabbing. Aunt Emma!"
Aunt Emmn nrosen ed a stony silence that
remained unbroken even whon Theodore
slighth raised his hat in recognition of her
indisputable presence. Ho ran tho boat w ell
to land, and Hettio May stepped ashore.
"Good evening," said Theodore, pushing
himself reluctimtlj- from shore, as she tped up
the bank before ho could remind her of their
next daj's engagement.
But on the morrow he found that sho had
not forgotten it. On tho contrary, sho was at
the lauding before him. Sho had on tho snmo
calico dros nnd straw hr.t of j csterday, but
to his pleased ejes she looked -vastly prettier,
and ho felt a mot unwarrantable thrill of
pleasuro in seeing her.
"o Aunt Emma?' " ho hazarded.
"No 'Aunt Emma,' " she responded gajly,
bnt in un undertone. "Sho was wild last
night at my e-capado, but I got up at 5 this
morning and weeded all the straw berrks, so
she is resignea to lot mo waste a few hours
"Vhv. I was up at 5 this morning, too'" ho
cried, with a blissful sonso of companionship.
"I should think jou would be up at that
hour every morning," Ehe said.
"Whj.J" asked Theodore blankly.
"Does not your occupation call for it?"
"Oh. jes, of course, ho answered.
He had wanted her to ak the reason of
his early rising in order that he might ox
plaiu that he had risen betimes to clean the
boat for her greater comfort. Now ho would
eTplain nothing, so ho rowed silently clown
toward the bridge. Tho heat was blistering,
the water was warm oil, and the wind llko
lire, and neither party felt talkative.
"Do you think we can stand -very much of
this-'" she askel.
"Wait till we reaeh the bridge; it will bo
cooler there," he said.
"Oh, if we could only stay under it'"
"That's just what we" are going to do."
"Are we coing to fish under there?"
He cave a backward glance to gauge his
distane1. and alter one more strong sweep
he gathered in tho oars and the boat shot
iteU into the cool, seaweedy shade of tho
bridge piles, Here h moored bj mans of
slack ropes fore and aft. so that the current
mere! struck the boat with cool-sounding
smashes and was powerless to carry them out
into the mereiles sunlight.
"I ve brought my own tackle nlong," de
clared Hettie Maj, drawing some hooks and
a lino out of her pocket.
What for?" demanded Theodore, sur
prised. "Didn't j ou say wo were going td fish for
crab?" she asked, with her delicious and
"Wo are indeed," he responded, "but we
don t uce hooks; wo ue this."
He produced two unsavory hunks of raw
"It's bad," sho said.
"That is its special recommendation," ho
"Oh, is it better that wa?"
"Much. You take it like this, you see. nnd
round it into a tigut ball, and then you fasten
it to the end of this string as firmly as jou
know how. Next j ou tie on a small stone for
a sinker, nnd tho trick is done. Would you
like to fix your own, or would j ou rather I
"I'd far rather you did it," she rejoined.
"All jou do is to throw tho bait out. feel
when ittoucbes bottom, and then draw it up
about a foot and wait till jou feel a quiet tug.
Then tell me."
They both lowered their bait and fell into a
period of breathless waiting. Soon Theodora
oast a glance of smiling intelligence at his
companion and began to pull his line inch by
inch. To his anxious companion his crawling
cautiousness was fovensh exdtingh. When tho
lump of meat appeared in dim outline to thoir
sight Hettie May perceived that a huge crab
was hugging it.
"Please hand me the not," whispered Theo
dore. She tendered him the short-handled net,
and he soon dumped tho unwary prey into tho
boat, with tho hollow, rattling eound that had
grown so familiar to tho girl's ears.
"Don't ho clash his legs horrlblj?" 6ho
He tested her neglected line. ''There's a
crab on it." he declared. "Draw it up very
quietly or you'll frighten him loose. That's
"Isn't ho a beautiful big one" she breathed
delightedly as she watched it through tho
water tugging ct the meat.
"Don't experiment any longer; tnko tho
net," adised Theodore,
"Oh, I can haul him into tho boat without
auy net." sho protested. Theodore set his
tetth together nnd let her try it The crub
let go immediately ho felt air.
"Thej' alwajs do that," he observed. "It's
onlyoncom fifty times that jou can jerk
them into the boat." As ho spoke he was
hauling in ono of his own, then another and
another. At last Hettie May felt tho mantle
of success fall upon Ltr, and she, too, began
to land crabs without number. Theodore
put his into one wet sack, and hers into an
other. "In 6uch hot weather they would all die if
they were left exposed," he explained.
Ihus two hours sped away until Hettie
May, sated with 4aPturo, began to grow
"I must go home now. Plcaso let me off
at tho end of the bridge or up at Aunt Emma's,
whichever is most convenient for jou "
He decided that Aunt Emma's was by far
the most convenient for him. and began to
unmoor the boat. All the while he was rack
ing his brain for some excu3o to make an
other engagement with her. Was there noth
ing else he could teach her?
"Can you row?" he asked.
"Oh, yes indepd," was her glad response.
"Will jou let mo?"
That did not chime in with his Idea at all,
so he rofusod.
"It is entirely too hot for you to row to-day.
But any afternoon jou wish ono of my boats is
at your service."
"Thank j ou very much, but Mr. Biker has
any number of boats, which I can uso at any
Theodore consigned Mr. Biker and his
boats to torment, and proceeded with his
"On tho whole, how do you enjoy crab
bing?" "Oh, very much indeed, except when the
crabs rattle across tho boat, though I am not
so much afraid of them now."
"No, indeed," he replied warmly. "Ono
gels used to anything. Look at eels, now.
lhj', they thrash around a boat like all 'got
out, and you don't mind them at all. al
though it's night and thoy feel like fifty thou
sand snake3." .
Her eyes dilated with terror. "Oh, please
don't!" she begged.
"It's true," ho protestad, "Haven't you
ever been eel flEhlng at night?"
"Never?" ho cried in delight. "Well, como
with mo somo night."
"I wouldn't go for a million dollars," sho
"There's nothing horrible about eels." ho
"Whoro do you go eol fishing?" she nskod.
"Hero on tho Shrewsbury, of courso; thoro
nro loads of thorn in tho mudholes aud in tho
Sho jerked hor hand out of tho water.
"Oh. thoy don't lloat up on top in tho dnj'
time, they only do thntatnlght nnd ut certain
Beasons. Why, somo dark nights when tho
water is highly phosphorescent you can traco
them by tho sinuous glowing track they
"How I should liko to boo that!" sho ex
"Como out to-night then." ho said faith
lessly, knowing perfectly well that there would
bo a moon and tho promised exhibition there
fore impossible. "Will jou bo ablo to come
out to-night at about half-oast eight?"
"Yes, I think so. Aunt Emma will Do ablo
to come, too."
"That's good," he said, hypocritically.
"Ell be hero at half-past eight sharp."
Tho boat's noso grounded in the mud, and
ho jumped ashore to help his pretty companion
"Don't forgot jour crabs," ho reminded
her, tendering tho bag.
"Indeed. I do not want them," sho insisted.
"I was only crabbing for amusemont, and if
you will allow mo to add mj catch to jours I
will feol thnt I havo not waned jour time."
"All right," ho said gruflh, nnd shot away
down the stream. But his heart was leaping
at tho thought that sho had really conseutod
to go with him on n plonsuro row, Avithout
any business-like projoct of fishing behind it.
Whnn ho was in the mlddlo of the stream ho
suddcnlj' opened the mouh of Hettio May's
sack and emptied its contents into tho water.
"I wouldn't hao hei first catch boiled
nlho. It would bo sacrilege," ho muttered.
"I'd like to bet a gold pleco that she doesn't
know they're cooked alive."
When he rowed up to Hikor's in tho even
ing's dusk his spirit sank at distinguishing
but ono faint figure. He rqwod near, experimentally.
"It is I Hettio Mav," said her voice
Theodore bumped tho boat jojfullj' on tho
"Aunt not coming?" was his brisk querj'.
"I asked hor to como. and sho snid sho
said, if jou're not big enough now to
get along without mo tngging aftor jou, I'd
like to know when jou will be. "
"SLo's perfectly right," agreed Theodore.
"So I'o como to toll jou I won't go," said
"What'" said Theodore, in leaden wrath.
"Oh. no, I'vo left her nlouo all day and I
can't lcao her to-night."
"I'll tell ou what," said Theodore, "stc-p
in, nnd I'll row jou bo quickly down to the
bridge and back that sho 11 never knovvl'o
been at nil."
Just w hore thi" proposition differed from
the proposed row it would bo difficult to
toll, but Hettio Mnj considered it a harm
less compromise and stepped in with alacrity.
"Whoro is tho phosphorous?" she de
manded. FortuDntelj for tho joung man, tho moon
had not jet risen, and tho oars mrdo a milkj
ripplo. He called her attention to it.
"Let your hand trail in the water and watch
the track It makes "
"And run tho risk of patting an col on tho
head? Oh, no!" she answered.
Ho drow in tho oars and rested on thorn.
"I beliee this current will carry us down to
tho bridge us quick as I could make it," ho
said conteutrdlj. shamolos liar that ho was,
for tho boat barolv moved. and if it drifted at
all, drifted sidowajs Jn tho onuhanted si
lence Iheodoro got it into his drc.imilj con
fused hoad that his soul was strung like an
jEolian harp, and thnt ove.-y tuno ho breathed
it swept its music through him That he was
in loo with tho girl opposite him ho would
never lmo admitted, hho was singing t-oftlj
to herself nn nir that was at ouro familiar to
him. and nt the amo time exasporatingly un
familiar. If it was nn thing it vvns the
soj rnno of Wagner's "Chorus of Pilgrims."
SYhntlsthat jou nro singing?" he n3ked
in a hushed -voice.
"Ihnenttho sign of an Idea," sho said
loudlv and unsemlmcutiill).
"It's tln.o we got back. ' said Theodore Im
mediately, and commfneed rowing -violently
By tho tlmo ho hnd mado tho now dark
landing he hnd softened lioDeleslj again. At
nil hazards he was bound to prevent her from
sneodinc un the bink to the house Tho
nijrind of fireflies Hashed around them, I
actually lighting up tho leaves and flowers
noarpst to thom. Ho moored his boat bug- i
gestively to Bikers post, nnd stepped out I
with Hettio May. Ho first planted himself f
cloverlj boforc her in the narrow path, so j
mat sno couia not get nonie witiiout walking
deliberate into him This maneuer cheered
his soul into conversation.
"Did jou ever put fireflies into j'our hair?"
he nsked, Insanelj'.
"No. and I don't want to."
"Did jou otr hold one, then?"
"In mj hands?"
Ho caught ono and camo audaciously uear
her. "Hold out your hand," he said.
Men whosaj, "Do this. ' "Do that," instead
of "Will jou dothls" "Will jou do that?"
meet with extraordinary obudionco. Hettie
May held out her hand. He lincoringlj' put
thebnllinnt little insoet into it.
"Did j ou over hear the legend of the fire
fly?" he nsked, musically.
Sho shook her head. "Tell me."
"Oh, it s no story, nothing to toll, onlv the
Indians lohee that fireflies arc tho souls of
dead Boldicrs wno hao fallen in battle and
never known burial. Is not that a poetical
"Ycrj horrlblj' poetical, and exactly like an
Indian," sho added. "Now I must sny good
"Oh, certainly, I was only waiting to know
whether jou wcro coming crabbing for soft
shells and shedders to-morrow at low tide.
You haven't caught any in thnt way, you
know, but Inm sure I could teach jou, if jou
will let me."
"Are jou so sure of thnt'"
"Quito sure. Confess now, you would llko
to bo able, wouldn't you?"
" 'We should Join hands in frantic sympathy,
If once you taught mo tho uutcachable,' "
sho quoted glibly.
He pondered in scholarly amazo, and then
"Aren't jou somewhat of n well-read young
woman to be quoting Browning?"
Sho laughed, and ran up the path. Then
sho stopped and said in sudden surprise:
"Aren't jou somewhat of a well-read joung
man to recognize it as a quotation from
Ho reddened uuporceived in tho darkness,
but urged nnxiously.
"I am coming around to-morrow at low
tide, may I?"
Her response was non-committal: "You
won't bo ablo to reach this landing at low
tido; you will ba-vo to go to the house below
"All right1" he cried cheerfully.
On tho next day and on mnny succeeding
days he worked hard to prevent Hettie May
from netting a single crab. Ho ory soon left
off asking whethor ho might call for her. be
cause it came to bo so settled a thing that sho
was to bo his companion. At tho closo of ono
lazy, contented afternoon sho spoiled tho rest
of the dav by announcing her intention of
going to the city for a fow dnjs.
"When aro jou going?" he uskod,
"But at what time?"
"I am going to take tho 4:20 train from tho
"It is a long walk over," ho suggested.
"Very," sho assented.
His heart rose. So she was going to wnlk.
At least ho would manage to intercept hor
and walk with hor.
He set out on tho morrow in excellent time.
But look as he might ho failed to see the one
figure he looked for. During tho period of
nis closest scrutiny of tho by-paths a carriage
passed him. In tho carrlago was a -very
beautiful woman, superbly drossed, and of
undeniable fashion nnd position. Sho caught
sight of Theodore and shrank back in her
Beat to hide from his gazo herself and her
miserable crimson blush. It was Hettio May,
but Theodore missed her.
He walked back again to Locust Point in a
disappointment that orgcd on insanity. He
no longer was ignorant of tho sentiment ho
had for tho girl. Ho loved her. Ho loved
her for tho sensitiveness that spoko in her
coming and going color. Ho worshiped hor
vivid beauty a beauty of outline as well as
of tint, a beauty thnt wind, sun, and dirt
could not destroy. Without her tho thrco
dajs dragged miserably. On tho fourth ho
went down to meet every train and boat that
enr-o in. Of course she did not arrive On
tho fifth dny ho wandered disconsolately
around tho -various snots associated most
closely with hor. Ho "finally throw himsolf
nbldingly down by tho mountain laurel thoy
had seen on tholr first row, nnd began to
count up tho period of tholr acquaintance
ship. Into his rov orio, nt this stugo, there in
truded a f lint dip ot ours. What more likely
than that Hettio May should bo rowing down
tho river? Ho leaped to his feet, and looked
across a few feo- of water into hor ojeb.
"Hettio!" ho cried rapturously.
"Hollo," she answered domuroly.
"Bow in to shore," ho said.
Very slowly and with rapidly-deepening
color sho guided tho boat to shore. Her heart
was beating excitedly, for tho rapturo in his
bright young face was too pronounced for hor
to ignoro. Ho hola out his hand to help hor;
sho put her's in his, and nt thnt touch re
sorvo ilew to tho v inds, and thoy wore in
each other's arms.
"I want you, Hottio," ho whispered, and
bont to kiss her. Sho broke away and looked
at him almost with fear.
"I love you. and you know it."
"Yo3 1 do know it, and I lovo you, but it is
"That is a word that canuot pass unox
plained," he said.
"Oh, jou know, joumuBt know thotorriblo
difference in our stations."
"How did jou find out that It existed?" de
"I'md what out?" nsked sho, blankly:
"That thcro is adiircrcnco in our stations?
I thought that jou still considered me a sort
of nondescript fisherman in tho omplov of
"Aud what are you if jou aronot?" nskod
Hettie, turning a deeper rod.
"Well, I'll toll jou, ho said, reddening In
his turn. "I never tried to mislead jou,
Hettio on my honor, I no or did. but your
mistake amused mo at first, and I did not
think it worth whilo to correct it. Then I
learned oh, so quickly to lovo jou, and I
dared not f 'II jou tho truth about" mjsulf, for
fear j'our pride would muko ou send mo
back into my own world my heartless world
of fashion and folly. Por it is a more sum
mer's amusement that calls mo down hero,
and it is a mere whim that leads mo to crab
frantically, and to turn my haul over to Sam
Hurlbut. He reaps tho benefit, not I. Oh,
don t turn from mo, Hettio!"
"Who nro you then?" sho nsked.
"My name is Thoodoro Tyndnll, and my
father is Barry Tjndall, tho banker.
"lou Ho in Now York?"
"On what street?"
"Madison a-veuue "
"Is your number 3258?"
"Yes." ho admitted. "Don't worry, Hettio
Mnj. My father may show mo tho door if ho
wishes. and ho probably will, but I would
rather btio jou than all tho wenlth in tho
w orld. Look up, darling, and say j ou bo
"Oh. I believe yon," sno snid, "and ranvbo
jour tulhnr won't show jou tuo door after all.
for 1 am Hester Mnj Mortimer, and 1 Iivo in
the hou&e not to -vours'"
"N'o!" shouted Theodore.
"But 'Aunt Emma'' "
"Oh. Mrs Kiker is a dear, stern old nurse
of mine who, whtn sho heard that the doctor
had proscribed for mo outdoor occupation,
brought iio down here, whero she has carried
out tne doctor s advice. Wo all cull hor 'Aunt'
because sho is such a loving old soul."
"You cau't hvonetdoorto us." said Theo
dora dogmatically, "or wo should havo met
"Como to Now York now and ' provo it,"
sho said teaslnglj.
"Mnj Mortimer," he said, still aghast.
Sho nodded with intense enjoj aient
"Win. we will have to begin nil over again,"
'ot nil ocr again," sho falterod, auda
ciously, "ots begin from the time I stopped
off that boat."
He did so, promptlj'. Ladies' Homo Jour
nal. Unavoidably Prevented.
Cnpt. Bnss was. like all seamen a strict
discipliuanan, and his crow respected him
bejond measure. Not ono of them would
bue dreamed of Interoreting a command
ot'.erwl'o than according to tho strict Iettor
of tho law, things must bo done "shipshape"
under his rulo.
One da whilo tho ship was in a certain
small rort tho captain gave a dinner to some
town acqu ilutuuces, and as the resource- of
tho ship were not great, somo of the sailors
woro deputed to wait on tin table to re
inforce tho insufficient number of stewards.
A these men were not ued to such work
each ono was told exactly what service would
fall to his share.
Tho hour came and tho dmnnrwontmernlj'
on. Prccntij, however, ono of tho ladles
wanted n piece of bread. Thoro was none
cry near her. nnd tho finely d'soiplined
stewards seemed to be quite oblivious to her
need. She turned her head nud spoko erv
softlj to the man at her olbow.
"Bread, please." sho said.
Ho looked rogrotfullj at the bread nnd
then at her. It was evident that ho woul fain
hao helped her if it had been in his power.
Ho saluted in fine naval style.
"Can't do it, ma am." said he. "I'm told
off for 'tater3!" louth's Companion.
The Little King of cpnul
ir his dashing, prancing Ghoorka warriors
mado a perpetual circus for our little King, so
nlso his forests and jungles and rhors af
forded him n tremendous and -vnrlod me
nagerie, compared with which our "greatest
show on earth" was but a dime museum: for
horo wero bear ana wolf and leopard, tigor,
hjena, nnd jackal, elephant, rhinoceros nnd
wild buffalo, wild goats, vultures, and fal
cons and eagles, golden pheasants and jungle
From his palaco perch in tho cold senon,
he could spy the Bhootljan herdsmen lend
ing in great llocks of sheep and goatJ over
mountains from Thlbot,eery httlo creature
carrjlngits pack of smnll sacks filled with
borax, salt, and saltpeter, and behind the
came trains of sturdy, pluckj' ponies, and
fierce, shaggy dogs from tho northern high
lands. Sometimes ho could seo great troops
or long trains of carriers coming into the
city, bringing tea and musk, paper plant and
jnk's tails, honey nnd wax, beads, precious
stones, and coral, spico aud betel nuts, indigo
and ormilion. St Nicholas.
Where the Injury Came In.
Tho elevator boy In tho hotel was a great
friend of Jack's and gavo him a ride every
timo Jack wanted it, but a timo came when
thoy censed to loo each other.
"What's tho matter with you and tho ele
vator boj', Jack?" asked his father. "Don't
you speak any more?"
"No," snid Jack. "He put mo out of tho
elevator last night." v
"Becauso I punched him."
"Well, wasn t ho right to do it?"
"Certainly he was," said Jack, "but ho
needn't have put mo out on tho tenth iloor
nnd mado mo walk down." Harper's Young
Pattio Poploy I hato widows! That hor
rid Mrs. Weeds is tho most selfish woman I
ever saw. Sho is always looking out for Num.
Salho Slydig I don't think so. Sho soems
to mo to bo always looking out for Number
Two. Now York Herald.
A PRAYER TO OSIRIS.
On a Sarcophagus at Edinburgh.
"Guide thou my bark." So run tho piteous words,
So and with faith, upon this coffin-stone
With the still wlnps of Egypt's mj stlc birds
And strango bright crooping creatures over
grown Lord ot a kingdom's soul and flocks and herds!
You started on tho lonoly voyago alouel
Would no dusk daughter of your languorous
No palm tree's sistor with tho desort's grace,
Leave for your sake hor warm world's sun and
And take beside you lust a woman's place?
Or did you shako away tho clinging hand
And shut your blind eyes on tho wistful face?
You thought to land somowhere,In golden dow,
Whore tho whito souls of Nilo's dead lilies
What dark whim of your pilot-god drove you,
Oh, most forlorn! spite of tho prnj or you wrote.
To this gray islo of rock and heath, .wheroto
The Scotch mist clings, dumb in your dead
rail Mall Budgot.
Golf and Girls,
Copyright, 1801, by 31adgoBobortson.
Thoro is a brilliant rocoid by a woman on
golf links which would of Itself sllonco for
ever all remarks reflecting upon tho inability
of the femlulno mind to fathom the mjstories
of golf sticks. According to tho jolumo in
tho Badminton Library, Lady Margaret Scott,
after performing B0cral other brilliant feats,
"defeated Mr. A. H. Dolcman on tho ladles'
courso at Ljtham, St. Anno's in a local match
by I up and 3 to play, establishing a rec
ord (femininely speaking) for tho links a
rocord of 80, which would have been Beeral
loss but for an unfortunate bunker resulting
in nn 8 at tho Inst hole." Tho joung lady's
style of play also shattered tho feeblo objec
tion that golf was not a graceful pastime for
women. Hors is tho style of a golf player
from inmncy, charmingly easj', as nearly per
fect as posslblo, with a full swing that la raro
enough even among men.
La'dy Margaret w on the first ladles' cham
pionship at Ljtham in 1893 a chnmplonshlp
similar in all conditions to thnt for men. Sto
has also competed in Cotswold Club at How-ou-tho-Wold.
at tho Cheltenham links at
Cllvo nill, and has holed tho lull cuurso at
tho famous Westward Ho in nfncty-ix
strokes. In the tournament of tho Bath La
dies' Golf Club a most exciting contest
sho won tho open scratch medal with a rec
ord score of sov ent y, being fourteen below
tho nest scoro returned.
Miss Pearson, Lady Margaret's rhal, is a
romarkablj good plajer, careful and effec
tive. Sho shows what nerve and steadiness
w'll do for a girl golfer. Mrs. Cameron's
play this j ear is delighting plavers on tho
other sido of tho Atlnntic, and indeed thero
are now hundreds of good plaj era among
Golf Is prettj- well known on this continent,
and one meets links oven in tho far West
Thoro aro seoral good courses down the Pa
clflo coast. But as jet it has notwithu3
made the same huoc among tennis player3
that It has In England Tennis is here still
the gnmi par excollence for girl", and proba
bl j bj' tho timo golf has run its course and
retired into obscuntj so far as women nro
concerned for another couplo of decades,
tennis will bo taking a fresh lease of life. In
England, however, the dovoteerf of tennis nro
forsaking their crstwhllo idol and l;ilng trib
utes at the links. Miss Dodd, to whose skill
ful ollevlng 4ind back lino piny the tennis
championship has been over and over again
adjudged, is now makmg a record at golf.
Hor tennis training has btood her In good
stead, and sho shows exceptional ta'ent.
Tho SI tch gives nn accounf of a recent
match between Miss Dodd nnd Mrs. Cameron.
They wero plnving for the iHdies champion
ship, and Miss Dodd finished even at the
eighteenth holo, but unfoi'unatoly got
"bunkered in," and was then beaten in pla
mg oil the dociding hole.
If this stealing of us votaries keeps on, and
if it is true that tho height of English girls is
duo to this stretchitig after balls in tennis,
will the rneo of tall girls die out'9 Will the
next generaMou be short' Will they Lae
long arms extended from the swinging of golf
sticks? 3Iqre pernicious still, will the bad
temper, which is pirt of a golf game, since no
human being ean remain amiable throughout
its ordeal', bo transirittel, and a nation of
shrews mhaoit the Butish is esJ And will
Anglo-maniftclsm copy that also? Thero aro
plenty of possibilities "to consider.
It is usually conceded nowadajs that golf
has a hold on male plajera. not kss absorb
ing but lesj widespread than carliug. al
though as jet. perhaps, no "Littlo Minister
has beta shocked b tJie spe'taelo of a match
boivveen two church members for a nant
eldership. Au Oxford proresior. after a trial
of tho game in which he' wan presumably
badlj "bunkered in" and beaten, disagree
ably donned golf a. "a game which consists
in putting little bails, into httlo holes with in
strument erv ill a mpted for the purpose."
It is not surprising that even an r ru lite gen
tleman snould bo hopo'esly bewildered at
the outset bj the choee and ariet of clu
given him. There are ten of them at lent
notess.irj to offoetive piav. and thev are dis
tinguished bj a nomenclature at once diver
sified and significant. I romember plajing
in i ladies game onto where it Titi mutu
mora a contest between putting tho right
names nnd u&es to tho different sticks than
tho few strokes one conlJ u-,3.
Brougit down to a Uno point the gamo of
golf consists in this Tho player's object Is to
put the ball in tho hols in fewer strokes than
his or her opponent. Iho course contain, usu
ally . n u-? holes, although eighteen hoies are as
frequent in Scotland and England. Each of
tho holes is ditant on an average, as at West
ward Ho, 320 arils from tho next. Tho dis
tance, of course, -varies with tho length of tho
courso. and tho latter is determined bj tho
available space, a mile and a half for nine
holes being a good ordinarj- course. Tho
pin,- would bo quiet enough if it wero plajed
upon a lawn, but when ono remembers that
it is plned over stretches of unbroken coan
trj', in tho sandhills and bushes and bracken
nnd stone pits not to mention a hundred
other excrescences or chasms in which the
ball is certain to drop, nnd that each timo
jou touch the ball with a stick and you aro
not allowed to touch it anj' other way
counts a stroko against jou, no matter how
long jou aro getting it out of the "horard"
(the genono name grven to ull obstacles) It
will be quito en?j to understand how much
excitement and skill can bo put in tho game.
A girls' match is gieat fun. Thoso who aro
dilettanti, or embrjo golfer", often play on
smooth bowling greons or long stretches of
lawn, which plnjing is as much golf as a
gentle trot in tho park is hunting. I played
with n girl on tho Victoria links tho other
daj. Wo were neither of us, as tho boy who
carried our sticks observed casually, "dabs"
at it. Wo woro fortunnto enough to have
along with us some good sticks. I know their
names and tho other girl knew thoir uses.
Tho boj know both, and llko Mr. Morns'
"caddie" mado highly objectionable re
marks. His way of wnistling when we missed
hitting tho balfat all. as wo did -very occasionally-
of course, lest old golfers smite us
with scorn, was a thing wo shall never forgive.
Wo stsrted in to do somo pretty driving.
Wo had been informed that "tho sensation of
swooping tho bnll off tho too, neither topping
it nor scraping tho ground, nnd of watching
it cleao through the air until it drops be
jond tho happy striker's ken. jet In tho exact
direction of tho point aimed at. is a thing of
art, and is so delightful that tho natural exul
tation caused by missing a holo sinks into in
signlflcanco." This mny bo so. But wo aro
neither of us in a position to vonch for it.
Tho boy placed tho ball for the girl sho is
young Fergusson's siter, and heneo (in golf
matters) of distinguished familj' and she
got ready to drno.
Thero "aro several things to think of. In
deed, ono cnroful golfer, now in a lunatio
asjlum, affirmed that there woretlnrty-sixbo-f
oro ono begins this stroko. Tho girl had prac
ticed it long before a pier glass, and mado
many attempts at it on tho courso. Sho
gripped with her left hand, kept her eye so
stcndily on tho ball that sho saw spots on tfco
sun for dajs afterward, made the maxim,
"bit tho ball clean!" ring through her head
until sho felt as if thcro was nothing oKo in
it, and then let tho club swing casilj back ns
far as it would go, Keeping hor arms 'extended
at full length from hor body so far, no golfer
could do better. What is disappointing is
that the ball did not sail grncofully through
tho nir to a distance of 200 yards, and wait
thero on n nlco, pmooth, grassy 6lope until
Bho camo up to it. She hit tho ground unfor
tunately, and jumped tho ball off a few yards
into a clump of bracken.
"It's in a 'hazard' already," I remarked
cheerfully. I regret to say that 3Iisd Fergus
son got in a temper o or thnt simple remark.
Sho lost three strokes getting her bnll out,
partlj' becauso she forqot to change sticks,
dnd partlj- bcenuse she was in a rage That i3
tho wor3t of golf. People are drl en to frenzy
over it. I had mueh uetter luck .and son t
the ball so mueh farther than I haJanv right
to expect that the boy ceaed making himself
objectionablo for fully five minutes. How
ever, my next stroke landed mo 80 cffecttvcly
i:. A 8TOE BCXEEB.
In a "stono bunker" thnt I sat down and
wept. Of eonrse, tho wretched Httlo sphero
got itself wedged in between two rocks. I
had to "lift." and lost, consequently, two
strokes. Wo were both rather cross when it
camo tho girl's turn for tho "approach ' shot;
that is, to send her ball to within a fow feet
of a hole. We could seo the littie fluttering
flag which denotes a hole somo twenty yards
away, and we both knew that the "lotting"
stroke, that is plajed with the loiting iron or
mashj , wn3 tho correct way of approaching.
It is a most complicated affair; "tho ball, in
stead of being in line with your left foot, will
now bo in n lino with jour right lour left
leg will bo ud'.aneed. and you will stand
nenrlj- facing tho bali." Tue idea is to lift
tho ball high in tho air, so that wnen it drop3
it will not shoot or bound along the ground.
"I don't think I can do that distance with
a lob ball," observed Miss Feruson, whose
tennis nomenclature clings to her. critically
eyeing th flag.
The boy threw in a grac ous suggestion
thnt the length of her back swing regulated
the length of her throw. Alas' a feeble five
jards resulted in carefully placing her ball in
a patch of aand. 2satnraily she slashed and
banged at the sand, got it into her eyes, and
I won the hoie. et one, however, my
glorj- paled. W e both got within a few feet
of th hole, more by gajly bouuding our balls
along and good Iuck in escaping hazards
than bj play. 2s ow comes the shot called
"putting," namely from a short oistance on
the putiing-gren, which is a ma!l circular
smooth lawn with a hole in the center, to pat
the ball m the hole. It looks as easy as
"tlddlowinks," but it is not. You an miss
the hole with the greatest ease in life an
ant-heap on the ground, or a shake in your
arm. or a too hard or, a- I hit, a too gentle
stroke. I so struct w ith my putter that I
merely rolled my ball half way to the hole
nnd in front of my opponent . Tne boy
whistled, and the girl observed that it was
only part of the general imb xniiiy of the
game we were plaj lug. She spose emphatic
ally. Her taek was now almost impossible. The
stroke can be maJe by "lofting ' her ball over
mii e, but it is rarely accomplished. It is
called ''stimie lofting. ' Mr. .Morris has
written that this "is tho only occasion oc
which vou ought to o express yourself it a.,
in emphatic adjectives), thougu yon oan
hardly piaj a ronnd without being tempted
again and again into roit nt and unseemly
language.' Naturally. Miss, k trgusaoa missed
tho hole, bo did I. I do nt core to mention
how o'ten we mUsed holes that day. 'or do
I care to recall the gites of tnat whistling
boj. The girl got some good drives in, one,
especially, having a beautiful swing. And I
shall alwaj- remember with dep and. I
trut, humble gratiacation that 1 won the
match by the last .-hot at tne last note. But
with even more delight do I remember the
drive I made when te boy was carrying
st'eks for Mi33Fergsson.as a result of which
the ball hit the boy gleefully and quite hurt
fuhj ou the leg.
A word as to the joys of golf for girls.
There is alw.iv the open air and sunshine
and an adJed breeziacss over tennis and town
games since thcro I aye to be stretches of
country ft r the linki(. Our links are near
to the seashore, and we gt t its life-giving
breath in our faces and STiell the pungency
of the banks whereon the wild thyme blows.
Tnero is a largeness and freshness and wild
ness about a golf course which goes to the
heart of town-bred plaiers. It fa not too
violent an evcrcise. Tlu re is no running,
no grdat need or mnscunr devloi ment.sineo
not strength but skill and practice is re
quired, no strain, unless that of keeping tho
temper, and golf players have a srveial dis
pensation. It is unquetiv-nablj' healthy.
Tho long walk in the eruntry air. relieved
from monotony by nrious excitements,
the oxorei-e with tho club the long dnve
swing being partieular relaxing the joys of
the sport iteir. the training of eye and judg
mentall those are direct results for good.
The gamo is not an exp-n-ie one The
clubs are to be bought in a good outfit for
$10, and one can enjoy one 3 self almost as
mueh witn a couple of dollars' worth.
Ono If one .s of the ex that wears skirts
mnt wear short ones and have a loose
enough waist on to be ablo to swing one 5
arms about. Scarlet is, of course, the well
known gob color, aud if that boy had worn
scarlet I should have had no excuse. So does
a irtuous ga-ne beget mu'fcmtv ! Examine
Into the cuaracter of tho ooy w hom you take
to carry jour sticks, girls, and if there was
anj-teiidencj-to fmontyon the part of his
great-grandmother, don t take him. So shall
golf be more peaceable. So be it.
The Cholera Germ Again.
Tho reported discovery of the plaguo bacil
lus by Profs Eitsalto and Aoyama. of Tokio
Univorsity, who went to Hong Kong to study
tho epidemic, has attracted so much interest
that it may be well to note somo particulars
wiueh havo just reached this country.
The fatal microbe i' described as having
the form of a verj' slender, straight filament
of short length. It appears m the blood on
and aftor the second day of the outbreak of
the disease, and may possiblv be it ought,
at all events, to be idontical with the plague
baeillns imperfectly described during tho
Astrachnn epiuemic a few j ears ago.
Animals inoculated with it invariably show
choleric sjmptom3 or die within two days.
As there is no alternative but that either tho
patient or tho bacilli must be killed, the
Japanese physicians nro investigating tho
question of how best to scotch tho virulence
of the plaguo germ, nnd aro in hopes that
before long thoir researches will be crowned
Meantime, tho plaguo being epidemic in
Yunnan, and having established several fresh
centers, thovdo not believe that the insanitary
hnoits of the Chinese will ever admit of its
being exterminated from an ompire which it
has scourged again and again. London
Efllo Do jou think my papa will goto
heaven, Mls3 Hart?
Sunday-school teacher Oh, yos. indeed,
Efflo Well, if ho doesn't havo his own way
there ho won't stay long. Judge.
AN ULUCkY rELLOW".
I'm tho most unlucky follow that a mortal ever
I never wanted sunJdno but it up an' rained or
An' of a band of music was a playin' full an'
The horns ud stop tharo tootin' long aforo they
tot to me!
A 'Ioction novor happened but what I's alvray3
An had to do my tradin' with a stingy candi
date While other loafln' follows got their dollar to my
For tar win in a ballot not one nit better'n
I novor wont a-fishin' yet and got a single bite.
Although 1'vo watched a noddin pole from early
morn till nito;
An' I'm Just so blamed unlucky I bcllovo that
Would mish mo as I entered nnlucky to be
late. Atlanta Constitution.
Maflame lode and Her Fes
Written Exclusively forTnz WAsihsgtok Tnsa.
Of all tho winter things fashioned for her
comfort nnd adorning, nothing is mora dear
to the feminine heart than the new furs.
"Furs softer than sleep," a3 Theoentua pnt3
it, she know3 to be more than friendly to
either blonde or brunette types.
And besides and strongest of every other
recommendation to women essentially tha
cosy muiHings of luxnry and elegance, they
are endowed with an almost sentimental
value in tho charm of distant and difficult
This touching appreciation Is especially
evident whero tho raro furs ore concerned,,
the priceless Bussian sables with thelrvelvety
linings, the snowy ermines, bine fox, and
feather-like chinchillas; all of which ara
worth mora even than thoir weight In gold,
one feels inclined to think, and are as beauti
ful 03 things dreamed of In dreams. Crowned
heads or fabulous wealth alone may own
them, but since even a cat may look at a king
a visit may bo made on reverent toes to their
First and foremost, In tho great plate gla33
show case, guardod by n polar bear and a
black panther, yoa will observe a splendid
street and carriage mantle of Bussian sable.
It has a high collar that mounts far beyond
the ears, and it is made to bang full, though,
not too full, and in length it just touenes the
knees. Around tho neck, and hanging in
long scarf points in front scarf ends so
soft and pliable that they might be knotted
into a huge bow as easily aa ailk 13 a deep,
slightly full lower collar of the saWo. Tha
lining of thi3, E3 well as of tho entire gar
ment, is of baby ermine.
A discreetly subtle hint ot violets dis
tinguishes it besides; each one of those poor
baby ermine having been lured in such a way
as to rob It of any disagreeable animal sug
gestion and make" it a flower instead.
To conclude, the price of this very stylish
cape and now, ladies, as the polite showman
said at the initial performance, please don t
be frightened the price of this royal mantle
is only $7,500!
In the ease next this empress of cap3 there
Is a dainty French exile that to many tastes
will call for even mote admiration. It is a
long, double cape of ermine, full and high
eollared, and lined with an exquisite figured
moire, in colors hours des pois. These pea
blossom moires, by the way, seem to be ex
clusively used for ermine linings. Delight
fully delicate in tone, they reproduce nil tho
tints of the natural flower, and have some
times a large outlined etover leal against a
changeable background, or may again show
with this only the silvery moire ware.
Another charming lining for evening- fnrs,
and especially ermine, is Marie Antoinette
brocade, which is patterned in the dainty tied
wreaths and garlands ef the Watteau period.
But to retu-n to the French exile at whose
adorable feet there rests something that at
first glance looks like a good-sized grayish
dorf. It is indeed next door to one. being in
fact a blue fox or perhaps half a dozen biua
foxes, the roll fa so big fashioned into a
But no mufX traditions here, if yon please.
It is entirely without stiffening, no more than
a huge fur bag with an enchanting Marie An
toinette lining, and, when under caressing
fingers, it stretches itself out like a slink and
grateful pussy cat, it is just twenty-five inches
It is only a fad, however, one of Madame
Mode's eccentrie pleasantries.
And now away to that part of New York,
whero furs are within the bounds of common
mortal possioilitios, are astonishingly reas
onable indeed, and not bad furs, either.
Here we discover, if only through their
ranty, that ermine and chinchilla are to be
simpler novelties in the world of fashion.
The more wearable Persian lamb and
Alaska sable take their place for eapes, and
for coats both Persian and seal are much
used. As to the shape of jackets, tee doublo
brtfajled front with flat Prince Albert skirt
back, which lies In two heavy in-tnrnlng
pleats, seems to be the favorite model.
Many have the full frilly back ot lost sea
son, however, and in length they are all tho
way from thirty to tnirty-eight inches.
In this wandering about one get3 valuable
hints as to ombinations. We find short seal
capes, frilled like skirts, and narrowly bor
dered with pale yellow, hairy fur. that seems
to be making its debut as a trimming.
At an unpretentious furriers we get Idea as
to the possibilities of any scrap of good furi
and are shown a marvelous Persian eape that
hangs from smooth shoulders in a full flounce
to the waist and tnat began its career five
years ago as a mere acorn.
Then it was a tiny 9houlder capo, but win
ter by winter the little furrier has pieced it
out for his customer until now it fa the fash
ionable achievement described.
One comes across bargains, too. in this pok
ing around; and ehief among them maybe
noticed a full rare of wool seal, that comes
just below the waist, and baa a high collar
and border edge of black marten.
Wool seal has a eoarse, hairy surface, and
is not "elegant," we are told, bot nevei&C
less it makes a very effective garment.
Dldn't Expect Anything Different.
"Was tho prizo that Charlie got at coUegq
for brain or brawn?'
"Well, Charlie alway3 T73 eccratrfo." ,