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THE HISTORY QF AN OPAL RING.
The house where the ball was to be
given was beautifully situated on the
brow of the hill. The windows com
manded a fine view; the gardens and
pleasure-grounds were extensive. There
had been some talk of decorating the
gardens with colored lamps, but It was
lute in the season for evening wander
ing out of doors, though summer
seemed almost to have returned for a
few davs; moreover, the moon was at
its brightest, affording light enough to
any who chose to escape for a while
from the thick of the throng; so the
idea was given up, and all resources
were drawn upon to create a brilliant
scene within doors.
Mrs. Dalton had been desirous that a
card of invitation should be sent to Mr.
"I am sure Mrs. Newcombe would be
proud to receive him," she said.
But Lena gave a decided negative to
the proposal. She was not anxious to
appear with her fiancee in her train; on
the contrary, she was always thankful
to escape for a while from Mr. Fan
court's presence, and had a strong feel
ing that being obliged to receive his at
tentions in public would be unbearably
"He is too much a man of the world
to dance attendance upon me when I
am his wife," she said to Bertha "at
ail events, I would not allow it and I
will not undergo the boredom of having
- him hanging about now, when I can
"Oh, Lena!" was the reproachful re
sponse; but Lena only turned away
when Bertha began to expostulate, or
to express her fears for the future. She
would not listen, would not be warned.
She hud a wonderful stubbornness of
nature under that soft exterior of hers
firmness it would have been termed,
if in a better cause.
As usual, the sisters were very di
versely attired for the ball. Lena wore
a w hite silk, trimmed with rare old
lace that had formed part of the bridal
paraphernalia of Captain Dalton's
great -grandmother. She had also
adorned herself with the set of tur
quoises Mr. Fancourt had given her;
nor did she decline to accept a rare
bouquet for the occasion, though she
(had avoided having his company, and
could well have dispensed with the kiss
that accompanied the gift.
Both St. Lawrence and Douglas had
been invited to this party handsome,
lively young men were always a wel
come addition on such occasions and
Douglas's defection had been a subject
of regret. St. Lawrence, however, ar
rived in good time. Mrs. Xewcombe
had appointed him one of the stewards,
to assist her son in keeping the ball go
ing, in token whereof he had a crimson
ribbon fastened to his button-hole; a
decoration which caused more than one
of the guests to ask, 'Who is that very
distinguished-looking man wearing the
Legion or Honor.'
St. Lawrence and Tiertha spoke but
little during their first dance. It was
happiness enough to be together. As
their hands met, as they stood side by
Bide, as she felt his eyes bent upon her,
and listened to the tones of his voice in
the few words he spoke, the joyful con
viction forced itself on Bertha's mind
that she was beloved, and in the softly
flushed cheeks, the downcast eyes, the
tremor of the little fingers in his' clasp,
St. Lawrence fancied be read signs that
bade him hope.
"You will give me the next waltz,
will you not?" he asked, bending over
her, as at her request, he led her to a
"I think not the next," replied Ber
tha, smiling, at the same time glancing
toward her mother, who she perceived
was watching them.
"Constituted authorities might ob
ject, you mean," said St. Lawrence, fol
lowing the direction of her eyes. "Save
a round dance for me later on then.
You will not refuse me that?" he plead
'ed, taking her tablet, and writing his
name against a waltz.
, Bertha smiled assent.
"Xow you must go," she announced.
"You must not forget that you are on
"Tell me one thing," he said, in a
tone of anxietv, as he still lingered
near her. "Is Fancourt to be here to
night? I fancied he might be coming
"No," Bertha replied; "he is not
She had it on her lips to say that
Lena had not been anxious for his at
tendance, but checked herself. St.
Lawrence seemed, however, to read by
intuition what was in her mind.
"You will think that I speak in rid
dles," he observed, in a low tone, "if I
tell you that I am glad your sister's af
fections are not bound up in tliis mar
riage." ''You frighten me!" Bertha returned,
in the same low voice, looking alarmed.
"1 am Borry to have to do that," St.
Lawrence declared; "and the worst of
it is, I cannot as yet explain myself.
Would you be grieved personally if
anything occurred to break off this
"Personally, no," Bertha replied,
more and more alarmed. "I don't mind
telling you that 1 have never got over
my first dislike to Mr. Fancourt and
you know how strong that was. Now
you really must go. There's Mrs. New
combo looking for you."
St. Lawrence asked Lena to dance
once, but her card was already full a
notification he received with provoking
tranquility. Bertha danced several
times, and sat out other dances once or
twice. This she preferred doing. She
could not go on dancing square dances
aud round in endless succession with
out fatigue, as Lena seemed able to do.
At last St. Lawrence came to claim
the promised waltz. He saw the trou
bled expression of her face, and whis
pered, as lie placed his arm round her
with a gentle pressure
, "Take couiuge-all will be or the
best, 1 hope aud trust.
There were several German waltzes
played that night which sounded as if
they had been composed expressly for
lovers to dance to. In the midst of the
joyous triplets an under-tone of pathos
made itself felt; deep sentiment seemed
akin to sadness. Such music now re
sounded through the room as St. Law
rence and Bertha floated along together,
the beating of their hearts appearing to
keep time to the pleasant strains. On
they went, scarcely conscious of any
thing but the bliss of the monieut, till
the music stopped with a grand crash.
"Will you not come out for a while?
The gardens are lovely in the moon
light. Are you afraid?'' asked St. Law
rence. "Oh, no I do not easily take cold,"
A few groups were scattered about
the lawn, laughing and chatting. St.
Lawrence drew Bertha onward toward
the shrubbery, where the moonlight fell
in silver showers through the trees.
Here they found themselves alone. The
murmur of voices and strains of music
fell softened on their ears. They spoke
on indifferent subjects as they crossed
the garden, and Bertha talked on, half
afraid of an avowal she yet longed to
"I must tell you such a singular inci
dent that happened to-day," she said.
"We went to Magnus Square; Lord
Alphington wished Lena to give her
opinion about decorating the rooms.
When we went into the library we were
both so startled. There war. a life-sized
portrait on one side of the fireplace
which I should have taken for.-you.
The likeness is something extraordi
nary." "Indeed!- Whose portrait was it?"
"The portrait of his unfortunate son,
Lord Alphington said. I suppose he
meant his youngest son, who went away
to America," Bertha replied.
"No doubt," St. Lawrence assented;
and then there was a pause. It was St.
Lawrence who spoke first.
"You have no doubt heard what took
place between Mrs. Dalton and myself
the last time I called?" he said.
"Something 1 heard," replied Bertha;
"but oh, Mr. St. Lawrence, pray don't
think I could believe anything that was
The tone in which she unconsciously
Bpoke went straight to her companion's
heart. lie stooped, and, taking her two
hands in his, looked down into her face,
lie felt them quiver with emotion; he
could not mistake the expression of
those shy, pleading eves.
"Bertha!" he cried", us. still holding
her hands, he drew them to his breast.
"Mine! Is it so? Am I indeed so
"Yes," said Bertha, softly "yours, if
"Oh, my love my love!'' he exclaim
ed, drawing her to him altogether now,
in rapture, as he caught the murmured
words. "But think well of what you
are doing," he said, after an instant.
"Do you Know that I may never be able
to take the name that rightfully belongs
tome never be able to clear myseif
from suspicion that I may even be ob
liged to go abroad again, hunted down,
though for no fault of mine?"
"Oh, Eustace," Bertha whispered, as
her head rested against his breast,
"what is all that to me?"
"Then let what will come, I care not,"
he exclaimed, as he clasped her close,
and, bending down his head, he pressed
a long and fervent kiss on her lips.
How long they yet lingered neither
could have said, but Bertha began at
length to be aware that time was pass
ing rapidly, t
"We ought to go in," she said; "I am
sure it is getting very late."
Mrs. Dalton had missed her younger
daughter; supper was over and still she
had not appeared.
"Whv, where in the world have you
been?"she asked, as Bertha at last
joined her. "You have been overheat
ing yourself, I am sure you look quite
"Do I, mamma?"' Bertha returned.
"Isn't it almost time to go home?"
"That is just as Lena likes." Mrs.
Dalton replied. "If you don't get part
ners it is no reason why Lena's enjoy
ment should be cut short. You don't
know what congratulations I have had
to-night regarding the marriage she is
about to make. 1 have had a proud
evening, I assure yon."
St. Lawrence found an opportunity to
press Bertha's hand in saying good
night, but he did not baud them down
to the carriage that awaited them, un
willing to draw down any animadver
sions upon Bertha until he had borne
the first brunt bv making confession to
Mrs. Dalton, and begging for a reversal
The day 60 full of excitement for
Lena, so full of happiness for Bertha,
proved a busy day for Fancourt's con
fidential man John. He had told
Perkins he would call at the cottage to
inquire after Mrs. Lemont; and this he
accordingly did after seeing his master
mount his horse.
"I shall not be back till late," an
nounced Fancourt, as John stood at the
door of the inn to see him off.
"Very good, sir." said John; "per
haps, sir, you wouldn't mind my run
ning up to town on a little business of
"Run to the deuce, if you like, only
be here w hen I come back," was Fan
"Very good, sir," said John again,
the habitual smile on his lips undis
turbed. With his hands in his pockets he
presently strolled down to the cottage.
Eliza, the maid-servant, opened the
door at his summons.
"How do you do, mv dear?" inquired
John. "No need to ask, though; you
look as blooming as the pink ribbons on
that pretty cap of yours."
"La, Mr. John' said Eliza, with a
smirk, "what nonsense you do talkl
Won't you step in?"
"Not now, thanks." John replied;
"only just called in to ask how your
mistress is this morning. Mr. Perkins
said she was not very well yesterday."
"No more she was and no more she
is," returned Eliza. "She was took very
faint and ill after breakfast yesterday,
and she ain't no better,"
"Has she seen a doctor?" John in
quired. "No," Eliza answered. "Mr. Fan
court says he don't think it's much."
"Ahr said John. "Is there anything
I can do for you in London? Any
message to your sweetheart, for in
stance?" "La, what a man you are, Mr. John,
to be sure!" Eliza giggled. But wheth
er she had any message did not trans
pire, as the colloquy was cut short by
the appearance of Perkins, when Eliza
retired to her own domain.
Perkins looked mysterious. He came
forward on tip-toe, his finger on his
lips, and winking one eye porten
tuously. "I've got it," he said in a whisper; "it
corned this morning."
"What came this morning?" John
Asked, with a well-assumed air of sur
"Why, a letter from that there Mr.
Pierre," Perkins answered, looking
round as if afraid of being overheard.
"I've got what you wanted. There it
is!" As he spoke he drew out of his
pocket a crumpled piece of paper with
a name scrawled upon it.
"Oh, ah i ves thankee the post
mark, I see," John returned, in a care
less tone as he took the paper. "Yes,
I remember. All right, Mr. Perkins.
Sorry to hear your mistress is no better
this morning. '
"No, she's no better," said Perkins, a
little hurt that his communication had
been received with so much indiffer
ence. "Well, I must be off," said John; "I
have got leave to go up to town. I'll
look in to-morrow ami see how you're
"Do," pressed Perkins. "Mr. Fan
court said he'd come along last thing to
night. He had to go up to town to-day,
"Ah, yes," John rejoined. "Those
societies take up a deal of time. ( iood
morning; take care of yourself. (Jood
folk are scarce in this world."
"Let me alone." Perkins chuckled.
"There's ne'er a one as will come over
me in a hurry," he said, his broad per
son filling up the doorway.
"No, no loo wide awake for that
ch, Mr. Perkins?" said John. "(Jood
dav;" and awav John went, Perkins
whistling softly to himself as he
watched his friend down the path.
John had attended to the sick dog in
the morning, and, as soon as he re
turned to the inn, he wutched his op
portunity, when no one was about, and,
taking Juno in his arms, he proceeded
to the railway station, and took the
train for Iiimon.
Arrived at the Victoria Station, he
called a cab, and,, getting in with his
burden, too ill to do anything but occa
sionally to attempt feebly to lick his
hand, fie drove to a house in Chelsea,
part of which was built over a large
door like a stable entrance, and there
in conspicuous letters might be read
the name of "Cornelius Fergus, Veter
On John's applying his hand to the
bell, the door was opened by the son of
Erin himself, a horsey-looking man,
with a florid face and red whiskers.
From the greeting that ensued it was
evident the two were well acquainted.
Following his friend into a room on the
ground-floor, fitted up as a sort of
study, John made his errand known.
Mr. Fergus examined the dog carefully
and looked grave.
"Seems as though she's had some
thing that doesnt agree with her,
doesn't it?" John inquired.
"The dog has been poisoned," said the
John nodded his head.
"What should you say now, from her
appearance, that she's got hold of?" he
Mr. Fergus again examined the dog.
"It is impossible to say some miner
al poison not arsenic though."
"I want to leave her with you, Fer
gus," said John. "Do you think she'll
"She may," the doctor replied. "It's
a doubtful case."
"If she doesn't," said John, with a
meaning look, "it would be a satisfac
tion to have her opened, you know."
"All right," returned Mr. Fergus,
with a glance of comprehension as his
fingers closed over the tee John left in
his palm. "Anything stirring just
"Nothing particular," John replied.
"You know where to find nie, Fergus.
I'm in a hurry I must be off. (iood
by." 'Ah always plenty of work on hand
so the world goes. You shall hear
from me. Good-by."
The two shook hands and parted.
John had not reached the end of the
road leading from the veterinary sur
geon's premises, when he heard the re
port of a gun.
"Poor Juno! It's a pity she was a
nice dog," he said to himself as he
walked at a brisk pace toward West
minster. It was late in the evening when John
returned to "The Angler's Rest," but
it was later still when Fancourt came
back from his expedition. He had been
drinking, and when he came in he im
mediately called for brandy. Toward
the small hours John had to help him
up to bed, when he fell at once into a
John waited in the room till lie was
assured by his master's stertorous
breathing that he was not likely to be
easily disturbed; and then, taking the
lamp to the dressing-table, he unhooked
a small key that hung at Fancourt's
watch-cham. The next thing he did
was to take up a rosewood box bound
"If it is anywhere, it's here, he mut
tered. Going to his own room he set down
the lamp, and proceeded with the key
he held to open the box. It was divid
ed into various compartments. One of
these contained a considerable amount
of money in notes and gold. There
were also many trinkets of more or less
value, and several paptrs these John
looked over. In another compartment,
beneath miscellaneous articles, he found
what he sought a small packet, labeled.
On the label were the name and address
of a chemist, but they had been blotted
out with ink.
He went down to a closet in the
kitchen where the landlady kept articles
for household use, and finding a jar
marked "Arrowroot," he poured a small
quantity of its contents into a cup and
carried it up-stairs. Emptying the
packet into a paper, he caret nlly folded
and sealed up what it had contained.
He then dipped his handkerchief into
water, and cautiously rubbed the label
till the fresher ink came olf a little,
partially showing the printed letters
iieneath. He could just make out N O
and the length of the name, five or six
letters. He also made out an L, or II,
or B, in the middle. Finding he could
not get more of the ink off without rub
bing through the paper, ho filled the
packet with the arrowroot, replaced
everything as he had found it. locked
the box, conveyed it back to his mas
ter's room, and refastened the key on
His labors were not quite over yet.
He again went down-stairs this ttme
into the coffee-room, where there hap
pened to be a London Postollico Direc
tory. Turning to a list of chemists, ho
ran his linger down to the letter N.
"Nolan that must bo the man," he
said to himself as he took dowu the
address; "humph, we are getting along
He smiled as he mad', this mental ob
servation, and. taking up the lamp, ho
went to his own room anil to bed, seem
ingly perfectly satisfied with his day's
TV bt OontinwxL
A newspaper In Paris has been sued
for damages for printing a portrait ol
a Countess which did not look like
A WcKtci'ii MuIiI'm Drcum.
Jf I could ketch onto the wlnirs nf a bird
I would liylit In Hip lol'ticKt lice.
And twitter a twit tliut ton Id plainly bo
From .linitown clear out to the wk.
I would wiirliln u mile ol Midi terrible, forco
That I hit I'leiui-ntB wildly would oruek,
And the Indian chieftain would fall trom his
And Kplil his i-hirt clear up the back I
If 1 were outlined with c leplimit'a feet,
My terrible trend would resound
Till Mil Hiiiiiml lite would In terror retreat
Ten tlioii-aiid leninics under the jrrnund;
And if I Iih'I Hie voice ol it lion I'd roar
Till the wide universe lost Its wits,
And the bird would fold up their fleet wings
- and keel o'er
And dio in hysterical fits.
If 1 worn a dweller beneath the deep sea
With the flpure and power of h whale,
Every creature around me In torror would
At the fantastic flirt or my tall.
I would Kwiiuip a great vessel or two every
And down In the nrean so blue,
O'er the least I'd sity grace In the usual way
And make a Miuare ineul of the crew.
But since 1 nm only a modest young maid
A wild tender flower of tb West
These lonirlnK desires I am really afraid
Must be downed, as it were, and sup
pressed. Since I cannot raise Hades by such a rank
My flair of desire I must furl.
Ami dream the delectable moments away,
As a sweet, timid, gentle young girl.
AMONG THH KKPSKINS.
'Beef Issue Day" in Sitting-null's
Camp SitiaVN a HuU'hors.
Your correspondent happened to be a
witness of one of the most novel and
interesting scenes a vinitor from the
East can see upon his arrival at an
Indian Agency. 1 allude to "beef-issue
day" at Standing Rock Agency.
Arriving nt the corral, situated on
the plains some two miles distant from
the Hgent's office, a picturesque scene
r resented itself to view. Hundreds of
ndians of all ages, from the papoose
to the withered old Chief hardly able
to totter, had assembled In groups
around the rail fence of the corral, and
on the fenco were as many of them as
tho fenco could hold, waiting to witness
the shooting of tho doomed cattle,
some sixty or more 3-year-old Texan
steers, freshly branded, and that
morning selected from the contractor's
herd for the semi-monthly issue.
Evidently the day was regarded by
the Indians as a gala day. The squaws
were on hand in full force. The older
ones were prepared to do the larger
portion of the work of dressing and
packing the meat. Therefore they were
not rigged up in Indian finery, as
were the younger squaws, the young
"bucks," aud the children of both
sexes. All excepting the very old
Indians were gaudilv painted.
At a given signal the shooting com
menced, and as one after another of
the brutes fell to the ground a general
rush forward was made to see the final
death struggles, while an old buck
chanted the death-song with an energy
showing he was evidently reculliug
past scenes of bloodshed and death,
where far richer Llood was shed and
sculps were carried away as trophies to
add to the warrior's renown. Generally
the first shot proved fatal, but far too
often tho poor creatures were wounded
repeatedly before dropping, often in
their rage and fright charging their
assailant, causing a lively stampede
among the red men within the corral.
As the last steer bit the dust bucks
and squaws, armed with knife and
hatchet, sprang upon their prostrate
forms, ami after first cutting out the
tongue of the dying animal the prize
first to be secured proceeded to finish
the work of death, beginning to re
move Ihe skin ere the breath had left
the body. While the skinning was
done carefully and skillfully, no system
or method seemed to be used in the
dismemberment of the carcass, the
sole idea being to get meat, hones, "and
viscera in the smallest possible com
pass rendv for removal to the Indian
tepees, wliero the feasting would com
mence, and no portion excepting the
horns of tho animal does the Indian
reject for food. Apportioned by the
agent to the dilierent bands of Indians,
the meat is divided up among his band
by the chief and packed off to his
tepee by his squaws, dogs and ponies,
while lie complacently looks on in
In tho centre of a group of Chiefs,
smoking, as they observed their toiling
women, sat Chief Sitting-Bull, aud as
we approached we were greeted with
the usual Indian salutation "How!"
uttered in a deep guttural tone.
Tho sight and smell of blood seemed
to have a most exhilarating effect upon
them all, and the work was entered
into with an evident savage delight.
Ono old Indian, taking advantage of
tho occasion, hailed his people in loud
tones, giving them some information
as the town crier of former years gave
tidings of a lost child.
Those who had no wagons such as
are issued them by the Government
packed their meat on the backs of their
ponies or upon travois, the old Indian
method of transportation, consisting of
twopliant parallel poles strapped across
the back of tho pony like the shafts
of a wagon, training on tho ground
some ten or fifteen feet behind the
animal, connected in their centre by a
platform of wicker-work, upon which
the burden is fastened. Even their
dogs are thus loaded down, often
drugging four or live times their own
weight of meat. Tho work accomplish
ed uy tho small but tough Indian
ponies is surprising. Often tho pony
carries a heavy burden of meat and an
Indian as well, ami very frequently
three full grown Indians are seen
riding one pony. As these animals
are ridden when mere sucking colts
and required to perform herculean
tasks it is no wonder the race has
becomo dwarfed. Cor. New York
At the inquest of tho body of
William Everhart, of Philadelphia, tho
Coroner's physician testified that the
man had been accustomed to eating
this food like a wild beast and that
he had died from strangulation. It
was shown that for twenty-live years
ho had refused to eat either meat or
vegetables except In their raw state.
When a piece of raw meat was
thrown him ho would pounce upon it
liko a hungry wolf and tear it apart
with his teeth.
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