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"THAT LITTLE D
"Whosoever sheddeth man'* blood by
tn.iu ?hall hlH blood be abed," aaid Elder
Ross solemnly. "God hr?H ho ordained it.
The nvenKera uC blood arc now upon his
track."
"And Is there no cliy of refuge?" .said
Borrow fully tin* beautiful woman who
walked be '.d<* him. that brlyht daK In
Julie, down the country road, drinking
In,Sybarite as she was, the tcetil of the
half-dried June grass that the mow.rs
were topping about; hearing the vihra
tions from the strings of nature's enchanted
harp; harmonies?fulling unattended
upon the dull ?*ars of the. man
beside? her, '.vho was too much wrapped
up.in the morbid contemplation of <he
grief, the .shame, the sorrow, :itid the
loss that one night had brought to ills
peaceful homes union? these hill.".
"So city of vefuge?" the said again,
softly.'"Oh. elder, you are too hard. His
ow.ii father, too?and Ills mother Is
dead."
"Dead, yes?and,her death was his
Jirst murder. Fie broke her hcr.rt. Nothere
Is no city of refuge?and I am
Klad of Jt," sternly. "TJK-re was never i?
> more cruel, mop* deliberate, more dastardly
crime than this?his second."
"And the hahy on It's mother's breast,
pitiful baby. What have they done with
It, elder'.'"
' It is in safe hands?but?it will f"llow
Its mother. It was never strong.
!\'ot a leaf left on this bare old trunk?"
' And what will you do about him? litis
your son?your only son."
,;1 have no son. 1 disown hhn. lie
was ever a prodigal, running after
strange idols. Lewd women?money?
wlhn XV.. I ?.?? ? o.-... *...1 . .. \t..
Seabury, when do you return to tho
city V"
"To-morrow. I have Riven up my pretty
cottage. I sent my new coaehman
down this morning. My'guests are all
'folding up their tents' and nolselesslf"
stealing away. I w^uld not Induce them
? this event so sudden?and he was
with us, you know, la.c't < renin-* "
"I shall miss you intensely, God
know 6."
"}3ut not my 'compagnois de voyagi*?'
1 urn afraid, elder, our. boisterous animal
spirits were too mUch for our staid
neighbors?
The older waved his hand deprecatlngly.
"I may perhaps have wished it
otherwise, 4)ut?I never arrogate to myself
the right to make sumptuary laws
for my neighbors. 1 regret that this terrible
occurrence should liave spoiled
l\>ur'holiday in this happy valley. I had
hoped to hold a nearer and dearer relation
to you," his pale, worn face Hushing.
"It could never bp, older. I thank you
LJ$#$ '-.^rngmssi
. m^w, i
IK I
i A ? 1
1/ A |
f jyi
One of th^ most thrilling scenes
outskirts of -Manila. The house \va
.the Filipinos wan great, and the b
for the honor. But T shall never marry
attain, mi* heart is with?the sleeper."
"It Is but one cross more to carry,"
humbly. "So beautiful?so perfect a
creature is not for me. Korglve the
madness that prompted It."
"Elder." softly? holding out her beautiful
hand,'over which he bent as fondly
as n young lover?"I ad miry?I rcspi-ri
you above any man?but love?it is not
mine to give. My heart is dead .Mid
dumb. No living voice can waken it."
The elder's face was drawn and whit?
?with suffering of soul and body. On?
by one in his age his dreams had departed.
lie hod plodded on in the midst
of humble duty, until he met this "Hirer,
of the Silver Voice." who beguiled hi?
dried oid heart and niadf - lt bloom
pt;ain. and then .".he flung it carelessly
In the dust at her f-et.
Standing under the ancient elm Inside
his doorway, he watched her o;:i
?>f sight and wrung Ids hands. "M>
God, how c;u) 1 bear so many and sucl
heavy crosses?" And she. too. ha?
paused In the road and looked bad: u'
.he house and ;it what th" roof !? ? " >'
the old farm house hid ; and :it the pan
orama of >) ; past life, .spread li'r:'- a
s.-roll. written in letters of ?h>. Shi
jdld not wring h?*r jeweled wl;lte hard.*,
but the ang-l ot memory wrung h??i
ean.
"Ati oucast and a murderer, they ray
Oh. my lovi?for >yhoni l \* ould aii<
have periled my soi:i: Will he slay ii
hiding or?horrible possibility?*-will h?
like J^azanis, - one- forth and bravo hi
trial.and fa?-e th" world','"
"No clow," sai'l tll<- r.r .1.
};C\v. Had the earth mvalloued lil?r. up
.rNo; clew/* Bald the private ?l$\cctlvj
whom madarno had put mi ilu* tra<k
after as many falne yfutements :-h
eonsldpred neeeHKary In th- Sh
ha'l gained very little* Htrength of in? !:
from h'-r pojourn In the pretty villas
In Vermont. She tfrew thin anil pal
ami moody. Her nlRlux wer?*
lb-r days were JoyleH*. although !>
thousand and one friends eaine ai;
v.i-iu lllc Up; ?teaSoni<, :.nd h*-r Jow-j
wi K'tlll legion. ami the nh;ht r?-v?*I
wer< oven more nohy than before. l*o
madam- drunk to drown eare, and h'.1
maJ"Kty'r. eourlier* udi*ro\v>-d tin* <pi<'
llf" In their own. l'lay ran hl?h, "f?i
wax'-il fnnt arid furlou:*."
"So ' l'-w." Hald niadaim*. sorrowful!
aloud. "Ilo Ih far away In exile," sdi
thought; "poor fallow, and I muni g
to hlrn."
"JJut one, a mrre trifle, perhapH, al
moat a thread ol K'jtmmicr."
ROP OF BLOOD."
"And v/hnt, if I may bo told?" *
"A clew to the :\al murderer," said
th? detective.
"The real?" she almost gasped-~"then
you think?you Itnagipe someone else?"
"I think your friend was Innocent and
that we shall prove it so."
"And what in this clew?" smiling.
"Oh, if It can be proven."
I cannot t'*ll you now," courteously.
"It may delude you with false hopes.
Uut 1 am alinoj-L willing to wager the
Reward that I ;11n right."
She pressed :i hill into his hand. "Oh,
spare no effort to bring the real culprit
to Justice."
"Inth-.d I will not, ma'am. Thank
you." ll<' bow?*d himself out.'
She pressed her hand to her heart
that beat almost t<> sulTffocatlon with
the rush of emotions. "Oh, my God, if
he is innocent?then?then?they will
ibid tin? guilty one. Ilave I not urged
them?bribed them?"
She lauglied hysterically and threw
herself on her knees beside the bed;
clutching wildly at the air. Uut 1 have
sent lilm away. Every hour puts miles
between us." H|r maid, entering, saw
hi v on her knees. Mary coughed to
| draw attention to herself.
; "What Is It, Mary?" rising and steadying
herself with an effort.
"That pretty feller, the new butler ye
slut oft* whin ye came home, and the
ould one ye tuk back, ma'am, they're
both in the kitchen havin' a tiff, an* the
cook bade me tell ye. ma'am, they're
that bloodthirsty they'll bo allli' alch
other up like cannibals."
"The new butler?" said madame, "I
surely gave him no leave to return.
! Send them both to me"?but when Mary
' elosed tin* ilnor :;he wrunc her hands
in an ecstacy of fear. "Uack again;
I then lie Is lost?Imbecile, he Is lost."
I Muty ushered In the 1 ?vo malefactors.
One bald-headed?lrnir and whiskers of
tlery led to match, setting off his choleric
face. Ponderous, pompous- and
breathing like a porpoise. The other
tall, stately, trim built, a haughty, uristorratie
face, out of all keeping with
hi.; position; with curling brown hair
j ami full, Mowing beard.
"What is this altercation?" demanded
j Mrs. Seahuvy, haughtily, scanning the
twain. "MelJuInncss, explain yourself."
".Sure mum. this felly kltn Intll me
| room us sassy as? ye plur.e and bould as
. a lion, a filler some ?>' his thraps, he said
j he left behliit him. l?ut. mu'um. there's
r.othin' ther barrln* me own possessI
Ions. I tould him in a jdntlemanly way,
I and forbid him the room. So what does
; he do. ma'am, but tip und knock me
Hat as a flounder; hs's a thafe and a
thresspasses, an' I'll have him pulled
for salt and battery, ma'am, wld four
lave or widout it, ma'am, if I may be so
. bould."
"Ar.d you," she said, with just a little
; falter in her vokv. turning* to the
; haughty and silently scornful listener.
"lie has told you the facts of the
' case.''
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kJSii . til
M Mi-,
will is,
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TAICIXG A BLOCKHOUSE,
In the battle of thr? Filipinos was the takln
s well guarded, and our soldiers took it aftc
0 .. u . almost entirely destroyed.
"Vou may Z". Mcfluinnes.*. I will at- !
tend to thi.--t.iis y.iunjr man."
Ida*. with u tiiu.ar>; ?rin, passed 1
out. wnitic.; u:: sid?* to catch I
a /word !! ' . and th?*r.. but the tones
wop: subdii'/d. "Site's bavin* confidences
with ha:-".'growled. "He's a
Kiutletnan tiiafe. that he l?, the bla'rcRJt'd,
an' I'll kape me o:ir cocked an' ine
iv-a:l. ?-ytr Optra." shaking his* 11.41
wit!; all tiie ferocity of his ancient
1 blood and Unease.
i " A': y did yot; tome back?" In an ag,
H7..-I ivbi.-'per. "Oh, why? the risk li?
I terrible. ti'l why du you look at nte yo
! , Howard?"
' j "! . -turned?for?-for her picture and
1 ' the baby's. 1 left It in the coat I threw
! off. But it had been removed. Where Is
i It?"
i "Oh. oh. foil have put your neeW In!
:*!?! :'.l- .M.-.iter." moaning, "and 11 was
. i r.o . see m<-?" pleading, love, desire, I
( , ill in her voice, and coming toward |
, , hltn. 1
, . iii' put out h!s hand?cob!?repellant.
. '".) > not?do not "
"1A"hv. mo lioloved?/lon'f Inrtlr nt mo
\V) it coinc ovi.-r you. What have
. . I <! :*? V" studying his face. "Are we not j
I'!'.- lc-I to t-iieh other forever and for;
Iyou not .swear it after?after
>>'ii had?Oh," burying her face In her
:r..r.d<, "could I iiave accepted another
j w hands wore stained with blood?"
.nl" hoarr-'iy. "Imn't recall to me
that damnable vjtnon. I hove Rcen noth^
i'liii: that sir.r the hour I U??d. If you
wi< i : ? know why J returned, it wan to
. vou ? you once ajjaln in your beauty,
? (h ?.;tr?*nx?th, before it had wanted
,. ..:; wron Itself out in a prison cell."
" W:; 11, Howard, are you Buying <o
to- ; ,vi.u are cru/.cd - to me?to me?
"I am all too .vane. 7^1 st?*n, Circe.
I l?-ft you in Yaleviile, I cam??
1;_ii Mrifi my-IT mid waited ?
uf i v I to i'. You wrote iii<* to take
. f.>! Ilut'ipf as your brother.
I . Wh-ii | left my room I went t?? yours,
n ' > Hhm'tttoJi?tf-?/i souvenir, Any i
' (bin# you had v "rn t'jat I might In ahr
i ???- ?. wear It xt the heart that bent
r j f?ir you -o tn.ulI v. Vou, whom soul ami
ii . i. <Jy ed uiore than llf"; more than
n jir, or in- ;it nr drinl ; more than Ood?
t turned my Im'. him Ionic afro."
y* r "Yen. my Jove?my love," .the whiflper
j ed. ' louehlm? at Ii'm feet.
) ; "I turned ov r four Jc Aelp?your del
I' it- I,?< < :: and mouc hoir--your sloven?
- i I found ' ii: If-- drew forth from Ills
I treurA a tin cauntlet jtlove of White kid.
Breathing Thrc
Xat tire provides the proper i
to the lungs. ? Dr. Hart ma
rival for forty years as a cure for all cat
Catarrh is weakening. Every inflau
catarrh. There may be catarrh in any c
lined with mucous membrane.
Mr. J. Reiincrs, Osage, la., writes the :
"For many years I suffered with cat
Jeast change in the weather bringing1
headache. Also for the last six or se\
weakness. Nothing did me any good \
four bottles in all, and I am as well as I
it,also for coughs and colds. 1 keep
regard it as a pleasure to recommend it
01 my iuv auu,navc oniy rc-ru-nu iu u?
Pe-ru-na conquers every phase of catt
Dr. Ilartinun gives personal atteution
su ITerers.
Mr. C. K. Harden,. Evansville, Wis., w
for fifteen years, of which the Pe-ru-na
troubled with the choking which Oie c
well. lVru-na also cured my son of sc
rliagcs entirely. He is now well and lm
She tried to snatch it from him. lie
thrust It back Into his breast, and stood
over her?cold, stern, relentless ns fate.
"There Js blood 011 Jt. her blood. What
were fou doing* In that chamber of horrors
after I lied? "Tell me!"
She had risen to her feet. putting out
her hands with a mute entreaty, lie
grasped them and fored her again to
her knees.
"I want to see "
"Yes, to see if I had performed my
dastardly deed well; to see. oh, fiercer
than the Thane's wife?to finish what I
hud left undone. To see If Othello had
smothered his Desdemona. I had; but I
never shed her blood. It was you, devil,
for whom I have bartered my soul! You
were watching. She must have stirred.
You saw it. and stabbed her to the
heart." He flung away her hands. "Oh,
whereas T wns once blind?I now see.
? of a blockhouse by our men, 011 the
r a desperate nklrmlsh. The loss to
You?Borpia, much as I once loved you
? ?o now 5 hate!"
"Mu.-h! you hav* it In your heart to
. jy '-ven iio\\?that you wounded your
hand."
"But in tor dead fingers they found a
pansy crushed. You wore them that
ninht when I danced with vou, that 1
F\venr. 1 paw none wiien sue uirew up
Iit white hands?while I held her down
?iIII they sank nerveless beside her.
Those hands ho gentle, my loving ser\<uits
ever. Can I ever forget them?
T.i-y will haunt me through nil eternity,
for there is an existence eternal for
t'.?- damned, as for the bloHBed. You
maddened me with your beauty and
your wiles. You crept Into our little
home. Iik<- the serpent Lillth that you
are. You roused the tiger of Jealousy In
mo?you seduced my hnrt. 1 was only
a boy?had you no nobler name? I am ;i
m'tn bio wed down with remorse?with
shame, with crime. I am your handiwork.
Oh. may elernal Justice give you
?/<-ur deserts! You shall no more live to
sing f our honeyed songs In th^ ears of
men, making them forget honor, duty,
Jcve. wife untl ehildren."
".And what will you do?"
"'Jive myself up. Oou?*i Investigation."
"And with yourself?me?" with a chilly
mocking laugh. "No. you did not
slay her?y?.u are safe?your body and
your soul. Yes. I ha tod her. She won
yuil Hum riltf? jiauj, am; uuii. 4 ? uiliied
the deed. I .saw here move. Could I
lo.se you? I merely finished what you
had begun. Vou nre as guilty before God
as 1 am. Only partners In crime, are
we." '
"I dissolve the partnership. I would
rather run my chance with halter and
prison rell than live a hunted criminal?
.seeing hi?r?waking or sleeping; not a
spirit of dr-Md?but sweet and loving?
with anus outstretched to me, calling?
she the pire. the true. <#od will mete
out to ?ne my hell?remorse!"
"IM its g 1 away." she said tenderly?
touching h.s hand with her Hps. lie
drew It awuy and pushed her from him
with lonthli.g In his glance.
"You loved me onee."
"Perish the memory! Once?woe to
me I did Indeed "
"And again,after that separation. And
you said i\? were made for each other.
Married and mated in heaven by Clod
himself."
"Did I so blaspheme?" gloomily.
.Sorcerer have done?can you not understand?
Ho.v can I love what disgusts
me, tills 111- with loathing? 1 fear you
>udi the Nose. cJ
yurse for the passage of air
n helps keep the way open. tc
IEAWINGi
w!i\ KtJ
ilia the breath through the nose is
Iwffl a.vitally import-ant thing. Ca- u,
I KM tarrh atops up the nasul passages c!<
/rata anil makes nose breathing prac- dl
W tieally impossible. Continued
vlfflj breathing through the mouth is
w/ almost certain to affeet the lungs: rn
y Dr. Hartmun explains all about di
this in his book on chronic 'catarrh, J**
mailed free, on application, by the
ru-na Medicine Co., Columbus, 0.
Permanent nose breathing cannot bo co
ablished by any local treatment; the
imbranes must be mudc healthy. The
rwrl v which 2ic/il.i thrt incmhrnncs nnrl ?.
J . J 111
rrh ia Dr. Hartman'sgreat prescription, ]
which has stood without a successful
arrhal trouble. All druggists sell it. * j
jmation of the mucous inembrane is
>rgan of the body, for all the organs are wl
th
following strong letter to Dr. Hartman: ^
arrli of the head, nose and throat; the fjo
on ? bad cold, followed by pain and
. en years I was troubled with general w'
intil 1 bejjfan to take Pe-ru-na. 1 took 1?
ever was iu my life. I can recommend
Pe-ru-na in the house all the time, and aj,
, to all. I am enjoying the best health
ink for it."- t Sj,
irrh und builds up the general health.
to "correspondence from all catarrhal 1J0'
> 2
rites; " T was troubled with catarrh jjj,'
has entirely cured me. i am no more j
atarrli produced und am able to sleep po
/ere lung trouble, stopping the hcinor- in
ird at work." la:
as I would,the cobra!" he tore off his to
false hair and whiskers. "1 am-done
with disguise, with subterfuges and is
hiding. Adieu! Say. that i.? too tender, go
too holy a word. Au re voir; we shall
meet again, fear it not. in our place, the no
place of him who betrayed the Innocent
Rlonil?tliP r?lar<? n? Jiu!n? " I r??
She stood where he had left her. so
mute. paralyzed almost, with fear und in
per, thinking?thinking of what she Hi
should do next. What way to turn? ca
where to go. Should she, the criminal, ?
fly?or should she remain to be hooted
at by the vulgar crowd, to be pictured
in the Journals, to be dragged into a ar
cell with the vile of earth, or?should pi
she?oh, blessed relief, take one tiny th
drop of the elixir that would give her xh
rest eternal?joy immortal hereafter? th
Yes, there must be on*. She was not
afraid to face it. Surely it would be no lo
more dreadful to her, than for the mill- 01
ions whow ere hurried to Jt year after dc
year. But sho was so full of life, so th
young, so beautiful. This heartache f?
would wear off?surely: this mad love m
would die for want of fuel. Life was it
sweet, and there wer other lovers, and ar
scores sighed fcr htr favors. In
No," Hinging the tiny vial into the *n
grate. She was rich. Money would buy >'<
a Jury.
Marie came in hurriedly and on tip- ar
toe. linger on Up. her face pale with "a
fright. "Sure, ma'am, there's u man in th
the hall below and he says he has or- is
ders to let no one lave the house, and fa
It's trouble for us. ma'am. There's two rii
of thim In the backyard, ma'am, and sh
two forninst the front door, and it's a f"
murdherer they say Just wlnt out and
perhaps there's more 'uv thlin In the Kl
house." "I
"Pshaw, Mary. If a murderer, as you nl
say, went out, he surely will be trapped
and cannot harm us."
So Molke sez to me, that's him, th
ma'am, in the front hall, and he says lei
no one is to lave the house till the chafe
comes." da
"Tell Mike?he's your sweetheart, is ta
he not?that I wish to speak to him."
Mary hung over the banisters. "Molke. lo?
dear, Mrs. Seabury wants to sphake till
ye."
"Sure, alanna, I can't lave me post, In
tell the leddy," In a gruff voice. "Sure 1
I'd be docked or packed. Ax her would
she pluze be afther stepping to the Hi
banisbters." Ib
"Had cess to ye, 3Iolke. She can't be !
after thrapsin for the like o'ye." sh
"Cudn't she sphake over the banish- ar
ters?" -walking: to the foot of the stairs
and winking his eye at Mary. T<
"Sure, Molke." angrily,. "stop yer on
fulin'. The lady's clane frightened out of
o' her wits." th
"Well, Molly, upon me soul, I'd like to Hi
oblige her. Walt a bit, I'll sphake to Hi
wan o' the boys outside." m;
In a .moment he came heavily up the ar
stairs and into Mrs. Saabury's pretty ce
room. He blushed and bowed awkward- m
ly, for the glamor of her smile confused gr
and charmed him. qi
"Mary tells me," archly, "that I am
Imprisoned, Mr. Moran, In my own
house. That I cannot take my morn- re
Ing ride, and "why? This Is all very pr
strange and sudden," seriously, "can m
you explain to me?"
"Sure, ma'am, all I know, ma'am. Is ?*?c
tney arresicu a man ior muruer ana he j
kim out of this house. ma'am, av course or
unbeknownst to yerself. ma'am. Ye un- he
After tlx- ? ?'\)f
Klltah'u ll,'i..?lv" ?"?? tUe 8ll0lU
tcr)' ul Monllu..
irathahd. it's evidence they're aft her,
id it's only a little Unlay, ma'am; the
lafe '11 make It all rolght noon for ye."
e scraped and coughed and went back
> his :>ost.
"Mary,-do you love me?" said her
Istress, softly. .
"Sur<f, ma'am, yei'e ;the most beauful
and generoustest leddy Iver I
irved.", ' '
"Well,. Maty, I have business of life
id death almost. I must see that man
ey have arrested. Jlere Is a thousand
illars. I give It to you for your wedng
portion, if yon have any power
:er Mike get. hi ill to consent to my
QvJng lhe house."
Mary beganiher' Weeping again. "Oh,
a'am.i Molke; Is that stubborn?If the
lafe tnjd him to cut off his liead he'd
afther doing that same. Sure, he's
it lolke an ould donkey, ainj there are
e others, ma'am,"
"It was very silly of me, Mary. Of
urge, I can wait, but go down and tell
Ike to come up again, and do you
lard the door. I wish to give him some
formation that perhaps will change
Ings."
Mary went below to harangue Mike.
Tin that mad and ashamed wki you,
uike Moran?I'll nlver marry ye, that
ivon't."
'Nlver, Mary, that's h long time, and
ly? Would ye be nfllier having me a
raltor?"
'No, ye Idjot, but ye cud make a
ousand dollars If ye'd let the leddy
out just for a rolde."
'It's coddJn' me ye are, Mary, and
ly should she pay a thousand dollars
go out? When the chafe comes he'll
afther letting' her go. Ah, that
unds bad. Mollle. 111? gurl. Don't be
Lher repatln' It?if yere wise."
'Well, Molke, alanna. go up an* j
hake to her again and I'll watch the
re. Ye may take the kay in yer poean*
don't be afther cuttln' off yer
se and spollin* yer face."
dike, with a darkened and suspicious
ow, pondered the matter, locked the
or and lumbered up the stairs.
Mrs. Seabury had in the meantime
urcd her Jewels, many and beautiful
a heap on her stand, beside which
/ a roll of bills.
'Well, ma'am," glancing from her
i-e to the jewels and then back again
her.
'All these are yours," sdie said. "There
a thousand dollars In money and
ms worth ten times thut."
And for what, ma'am?" I've done ye
sarvice."
But you will. Mr. Moran?listen, you
e a man," clasping her hands beechlngly;
"that man who left here Is
y husband. He is falsely accused,
i? did not murder. It was I?I?but?I
.nnot die?see I ofTer you all this?for
my life. 1 want to escape. To go far
vay. To repent and forget."
Moran's face was red with excitement
id anger and disgust, and yet full of
ly lor me ueauuim wreicn wno inaue
Is confession, for conviction was cared
home to him that she was telling
e truth.
"Ma'am. I'm an honest man, yore a
tldv If ye are a criminal. I'd run ye
it If 1 could without'yer money. I've
me It many a time In the ould couniry,
hut. ma'am. I couldn't. There's
Ive of us. There's no bribing 'em no
ore than myself, ma'am. Ye see how
Is. I'm that sorry I could cut off me
rum fur ye. I'll not be afther sphak'
of this?not even In confession. Ye
ay thrust me fur that?God bless
>u."
"I see It Is hopeless." she said, pale
id quiet?with a desperate calmness,
ind I appreciate your good will. Give
Is to Mary on her wedding day. She
a good girl, and will make you a
lthful wife." Pile held out a glittering
rig. lie hesitated. "Tr ix no bribe"
e said. "I give It to Mary, my falthl
maid."
Moran took it. with a half-frightened
ance, and studied her face closely.
)on't do it, ma'am?that ye are planng."
"What?"
"Klllin' yerself. There's no jury In
e world would convict so beautiful a
ddy as yerself."
"Thank you." wearily, "and now good
iv. I am only?Mr. Moran?going to
ke a rest?I am going to sleep."
He went out shaking his head. She
eked and bolted the door after him.
Mary tapped for admission.
"Don't dlstrub me, Mary. I am writg
letters."
The girl sobbed pitifully.
"One heart feels tenderly toward me.
ow long will she grieve when the truth
known?"
She aat down beside her desk, drew a
eet of paper toward her mechanically
id wrote:
"This is my last will and testament.
) Mary Blake, my maid, I bequeath
ie thousand dollars. To the Sisterhood
the Sacred Heart all my Jewels for
e decking of their altur. To Howard
dss this little slipper. To his father,
ev. John Ross, of Yaleville, Vt., all
y* real estate, all my money, my horses
td carriages, my wardrobe, the proeds
of which are to be applied to the
nlntenance and education of his
andchild, Pansy Ross. I further beleath
to Howard Itoss my undying
isurance that, if from the Land of
iuIs the damned can return, I will
turn to him to haunt him with my
esence and my caresses, until he
eets me In that place.
"To the world I bequeath the fact that
tuutcd for love of me and a jealousy
his wife, which was ill founded?he,
i the night of June 10th, smothered
r with a pillow. I watched and saw
^ i
t.
?y. I-Vbruury r?. our men hud out upo
were fulling were luul upon llio kiuuju
her stir. r (hereupon slew her?for
which 1 feel no regret.
"HOItTENSE SEABURY.'
"Murderess and Suicide."
Here the ofllcers found her an how
later. The pen still in one stiffened
hand, the other holding a vial, crushed
and exhaling a strange, sickening perfume.
Upon the "last will and testament"
rested a little white satin slippei
spattered with a drop?(of blood, perchance)
and inside?a cluster of faded
and withered pansies. There was a
mocking smile on the face. The eyes
were wide open and fixed upon the
picture of a man?who looked down benignly,
sorrowfully upon it all?the face
of De Vinci's Christ.-?The Owl.
Hie International Sunday School Lesson,
February l-i 1809. .lolin V : 17-27.
Clirisf* Divine Authority.
The clash between Christ anil the
Pharisees was inevitable. They stood
for a venerable ecclesiastical establishment,
buttressed by tradition and
authority. It sheltered them and by its
craft they had their living. Not that
all had sordid moives, but the situation
was one to stunt the mind and spirit.
They were naturally alert against innovations,
suspicious and bigoted. They
could not understand, they were afraid
of the young reforming rabbi of Nazareth.
And in their judgment it would
he far better that he should be put to
death than that the whole fabric of eccleslastieism
should be brought down
about their ears.
The incident of carrying a bod on the
Sabbath provoked the impending clash.
The dialectic, skill of the Pharisees had
been especially busy in framing the
casuistry of the Sabbath. It had reached
such a refinement as tills: to wear
a ribbon (not sewed upon the dress)
would be to carry a burden and was
therefore unlawful. A man actually
toting his mat through the street on the
Sabbatli was the bravest innovation
ever witnessed. That it was done at
.Testis' command was equivalent to his
having raised a /lag of revolt against
eeeleslastielstn. It was Impossible to
ignore it.
In the deadly assault which followed.
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A SNUG CRADLE FOR AGUIXALDO.
Jesus bore himself with superb dignity
and calmness. He did not enter into
a defense as upon former occasions. He
did not justify His action on the ground
of humanity, not from inferences which
i might be drawn from the exceptional
I provisions allowed by the Lcvitical law.
Instead of this He lifted the curtain
upon His true character and mission.
He lifted the curtain fully, once and
forever. lie stood out before these hos!
tile and carping ecclesiastics as the son
of God. The source, extent and nature [
of His authority were cast in high and !
. clear-cut relief.
It is as if He had said: In the sev- !
. enth day, the long period stretching {
! from the creation to the present, my j
Father has not ceased working: His j
upholding of nature is a continuous ,
, creation. But I and my Father are j
i One. His exemption from the law of j
! the Sabbath is mine. too. That he was j
j not. mJ.smidprstood 'Js-evident_from the !
{ fact that His enemies attempted to put
Him to death for blasphemy.
i .lesus in a sense takes Himself out of j
the category of men He says: "Mv ;
; Father workoth and I work." Hut H>*
: confesses to the limitation of His hu- '
; man lif?* when He says: "The Son can !
! do nothing of Himself." Yet these lim- j
. | itatlons are in turn offset by the Lntl- i
i mate relations between the Father ami j
j the Son. 'The Father loveth and .
J.sltowoth the Son."
I Jesus now outlines the most Important I
| of His functions as tliVSon -if God. It j
j is as if He had said: You marvel at the
i healing of an impotent man. But great- !
(c-r marvels will scon greet your eyes, j
j. You shall witness the orent spiritual i
f quickening of the day.of Pentecost. And i
fin tli?> last day shall lie the physical j
quickening:,- the insurrection- ol! the !'
dead. Then shall be the general judg- !
m'-'nt. Each of these it is the function ,
of the Son of Clo<! to..perforin.. He}
quickens I ho soul de.Yd in cln.. The dead
(physically) shall hear the, Voice' of the
Son of God. He has^ authority also to
execute the judgments or the great assize.
;
The tables are turned.- Instead of Jesus
being" the defendant, ihe Pharisees
must shrive themselves of guilt. In
dishonoring the Son they have dishon->
ored the Father.
The Teacher's Lantern.
(1.) This is declared to be the most
remarkable' passage of 1 he New Testa
mvliiB how soon lb.- attack would boirln ni
*;?i. After the buttle they were burled wit
'<C?r*
merit from a ChrlstologJcal point e!
view. * * It contains the Chri?c!cn
of Jesus Christ in His own word?.
A discourse the. theme of which is til
character, mission, authority, credectials
of the Son of God.
(-.) Jesus demanded of tiie Pharisees;
He demands of all men. n right attitude
toward Himself. Such an attitude
toward Him is the essence ot religion.
To hear and love the Son is ta
honor the Father, also.
(3.) There is a working which isr.o!
Inconsistent with test. God rested from
creative work I'hat He mi^ht W active
in beneficence nnd love. * Thereto
no Warrant for secular work in the ex* S
ample of Jesus. ? - The Sabbath I
is not a day of sanctified sloth.
(<.) "Heareth my word": the child 5
may hear the parent perfectly, but if jj
<he heart does not throb with iove. ari j
the will resolve to do the thing reques;- y
ed, the child has not heard at nil in the
best sense of the word. How solicitos'
Jesus was that people should have care
to hear.
(.">.) How opposite ar^ '.he effect? of J
Jesus' disclosure of His Sonshlp. H?
revealed it to the Woman of Samaria,
nnd she said persuasively to her totrripeople:
"I? not this the Christ?" H*
declared It to the Pharisees. nnil tn?r
persecuted and sought the more to kill
Him.
Contrary to an Injunction.
Judge: Hufus (who has visited *
neighbor's hen roost with his father tie |
nievht before)!!''specks pa's los' his ":c* j
ion, mammy, fo' sure.
.Mrs. Snowdrop (quickly)?What f*' j
you say dat, chile?
. ;
Hufus?Kase las' night, when he $
dat chlckln, he jes' hide his lantern u:*
der a buslj'l; Oafs what he done.
His Mean Way.
Chicago Tribune: "Henry asked ?oo
If you had made that cake, did he? Well ?
what was there in that to wound your y
feelings, child?"
"It was the?the way he ?ai<3 'j &
mamma. He?:he didn't ask m-tne if] j rl
made it.. He?he said, Dorling'. d-all '
you perpetrate this cake?' " _ jfi
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tamii
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Win!' Two heroes wlio J^lL'1
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