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CHAPTER IX.
Tim iNTi.i:i-Ki:Ti:it.
To Mary's surpri-e the table was only
laid for two peison-. It wui essentially
;i man's: talile; it wn -mall and was
spread with a nice clean cloth and ser
viettes; it dominant note was a crnet
stand.
"Take that eat,:' said Alan Stacey,
with a gcstnie to a chair. "It will lie
:t simple lunch. I warn yon. If I eat a
big jneal now, lam no good for the re4t i
of the day. Some people like a regnlar '
dinner at midday. I lielieve it mean
apoplexy if yon "only eat enough and j
sleep soon enough afterward: What ,
iiave yon today, John!" ;
"An omelet, Mr," said John, "and
cold beef and salad." . !
A luncheon for a king, if the nine- I
let and salad are propel ly made. Don't ,
yon think so. Mr.-. Conway V said
Alan Stacey.
"I do." said Mary, wondering
whether she ought to be hone-t and say'
that a di-lt of s-crambled egg's was the
nearest apiro,tch to an omelet that alie
had ever tasted in her life
"I'liave a little Frenchwoman who
make both topeifection," he went jm.
"Some people like to make a salad at
table. I don't I know several deligbt
fnl hon-ed where it i- the task of the
yonug ladies to tire.1- the salad, and
they do it with a diffidence which re
sults in lnathline--!. Tell Maltide that
this omelet is eieellcnt, John."
"Very good, ;dr."
Mary ate 1ier portion and allowed
herself to be persuaded into taking a
little more, lint he refn-ed wine and
peisisted in taking only water. "I must
keeji my head clear. " she said firmly.
"I want to do your work and myself
justice this afternoon."
Alan Stacey tried hard to overrule
her. because, as he said, thev ought to
nave a wiiu ceieurauon 01 ineir nr-t ,
day's work and their fir-t meal togeth- ,
er. It is trne that he liked and respect-
ed her the better that she held firmly to i
her point.
"When the book is fini-hed, Mr.
Stacey," she said, "if you then think
my work worth celebrating, I will do
&
Ami tin nlivetn t biinjin,ll l hm-'l noih.
it witli pleasure. As yet ou don't
know win tlnr I have not made the
mo-t fearful lia-h of your w'ork or
who'.hrr 1 may no turn out to be ten
times more aggravating than either
Mi-s Blank or the good- gentleman who
tlid not mind waiting."
"I don't think so," he said in a tone
cf conviction.
His in-tinct proved to be correct, as
the instinct of r. man who has given his
life up to the stndx of character u-nal-ly
is. After a delightful luxurious half
hour of chat Mary went back to the
fctndy and began to work, and by o
o'clock had finished her tian-eription of
the morning's woik. Alan iStacy, who
was a- keenly iuteie-ted in the le-ult
of the experiment as --lie wa-. came in
tlom the gaideli and lead over the fair
typewritten page-.. He did not speak
till he had read io the end.
"Mis. Conway." he -,iid then, "von
are a perfect treasilie. Can you keep it
np"
"HowV"
"Yon have taken me down literally,
word for word, point for point. Yon
have caught the exact spirit of my inea.
Mrs. Conway, if jon can keep it np we
shall get on splendidh."
She had fin-hed up scarlet in her ex
citement and su-pen-e,and Alan Htacey,
looking at her, said to hiiuir that
A Young Girl's Experience.
My daughter's nerves Mere terribly out oi
miler. Mio wastliiiiundwcak; tlieliistnole
Htni tied Iter, mid she na wakeful nt ni'jlil.
Hfores'ic hud taken one tMckugetir ''elery
ICIns tlie clmnge In her was so cre:it tlmt she
tsmlil li.irdly Iietnken rortliowiiiieplrl. She
israplillv grow Ins m ell nnd rtrong, tier rain
plexio'i Is perfect, iiud she sleep well v cry
nlcht. Mrs. I.iiryMcNutt, Brush Valley, I'ju
Celery Klncfortlie Nerve", sjtomncli, l.ivcr
and KldnevBissoldln2)C. and 3k: pnekasts
li-dniKCl-ts and dealers. ;
"
fssapjjjsapT' vwyft j f g ' a
C HAMILTON'S
A ROA&NCE. A
S6)J -John v&J?
- WINTER. J
-. - -?fe-s'-o
surely hi. -tar had Iweii in the ascendant
when such a ilaiiitx creature had -inl-denly
fallen fr..m the -kit-, in lien of
the bulldog featnit- and stating goggle
i e- of the patient individual who had
Imt jn-t Mt him.
"I am so glad, ' she -Jicl with her
pretty, .-hy air. '- proud to be able to
help you. I ll tiy haid never to be any
thing but yonr interpreter."
He laughed aloud and held ont hi
hand. "That's a guiil name for you,
Mr-. CVuway,' he -aid. "1 can nevtr
say niy typi-t dor- thi-' or 'niy-tenog
raplier dot- that.' You"renor my sec
retary and it would sound pretentions
to call Jon -o. But 'interpreter' that's
a -plendid name for you. I -hall always
ell j on by it."
And -o he did. She went that very
evening and looked at variuii- rooms ill
the neighborhood, fixing on -ome ill H
quaint out of the world nook which
they call l'ar-on'.- Cirt-eii. I don't mean
all that intricate bewilderment of small,
featuteles. mean little streets which
lie between Fnlhnni palace and the
cemetery, but a corner on the other -hie
of the railway line, a corner which then
wa- still rejoicing in tall old trees and
t-prfc,iiili wide flouted hoii-es -uch a
kept an air or dignity aliont them
which came a- a surpri-e to the stranger
wandering thningh tlie neighboihood.
And then btgnji a long -pell of hard
work, yet work that wa- inten-ely en
jovable in character. It is almost im-
! po. ible adequately to describe the
effect which tin- way of eaining her
living had njioii Mary Conway. She
was .-till quite young, little more than
a girl, and during all her eaily years,
romance and the joy of life had never
had any chance f growing and flourish
ing within her.
Theie i- nothing of romance about
the life of nboatd -chool mi-tre , mole
especially when under the continual in
fluence of a mother who nexer forgot
her gentility or that her daughter was
the child ot a gentleman. The board
school mi-tiess who can love and be
loved again by a onng man whose
spheie is the same as hei own, a yonng
man who-e aims and ambitions are on
a level with her own, can revel in ro
mance a entirely at the hero of a novel
or the lord of the manor. A young girl
may spend her life in the .stuffy class
room of the state schools and yet invest
her lover with all the(tender and idyllic
romance of -a knight of old, bnt if hho
is cnt off "y c!a-s giade from inter-conr-e
with those men among whom
she is thrown by circumstances all the
romance which may be in her heurt is
of necessity bottled np fo:
of an outlet.
cheer want
Mary Conway, frail and delicate of
being it fhe was, gentlewoman to her
finger tips, a girl in whom all the signs
of good breeding weie present to a very
maiked degree, was of a natnre in
which romance was indigenous, and un
til the time when she became associated
in woik with Alan Stacey, the novelist,
no' soit of outlet had afforded itself,
and all the natural love in her heart
had lweu pent np until it wa- filled i
nigh to bursting and was ready to over
flow at the first kind wold from a sym
pathetic sonl, at the first touch of a
kind hand, at tiie lust glance ot a pair
of magnetic eye-.
iu Alan Stacev. Marv found not an
employer, but an idol. From the first
day she worshiped him. I know that it I
is not a commonly accepted idea that
a woman should love a man at first
sight. In a -en-e she did not do so. and
yet she idolized him. The possibility
-that one day she might be something
more to Alan Stacey than his interpreter
never for a moment entered her head.
Bnt she loved him with a dim, fareff,
almo-t a religion-,, feeling. He was so
brilliantly clever lxith in his work for
whele weie snch vivid, brilliant, haunt
ing human luniks to be found as those
which liore hi- name? and in hinibelf.
There were time.- when he worked at
fever heat untiringly, restle ly, almost
pa'-siouately; times, when the tit was on
him, when he almo-t woie her out call
ing on her to come eaily aud to stay
late; times when they -Hatched their
meal- and when she went home to her
bed dog tired and biain vfeary.
Yet always with the same charm and
sweetness of way: "Mr-. Conway, I
must jfet on with this while the idea is '
alive in lae You'll help me through j
it, wou t your or ".Need you go?
I
Know it s time, nut .-ltmot we taKe a
little holiday when it's done? Surely ,
it .- best to make hay while the sun i
1 shines."
At -uch times Mary Conway would
willingly lather have died than have
j failed hiui. At otheis ho would laze
through the days, letting his work slip
I into brilliant, ea-y go ip, telling her
, his idea-, his hopes, his aspirations
i making her look over his great collec
tion of stamps, help to ariangeJiis an
togiaphs, disciis-ing furniture or the
ue.t smait little tea party that he
meant to give, and aniiareutlv whollv i
uncon-cious that she took any more intere-t
in him than the man who waited
had done.
"What wa- your father:" ho asked
her suddenly between the, pauses of his
woik one day when (. hri-tmas was
drawing near.
"A clergyman. He was curate of
Elphinstowe," slm replied.
"All. jou weie oung when he died t"
"Yes, unite a child."
"Aud your mother?" j
"She died alter I was married." j
"I'ste. Foigive me for a-king. But
weie you long married 7 Well, of course i
you couldn't have been, you aie still so I
j young. Unt did you lo-e
1 "I lo-t my husband only a few
j months after our marriage, " Mary -aid,
ri-ing suddenly, trom her place at the
little table where -he winked and going
to the fire, wheie -he -tood nervon-ly
1 holding her hand ont to the warmth and
keeping her face half turned away trom '
him.
''He was he wii- I menu was he
was he"
"He waa a -ailor. captain of one of
the lied River line ot -teaimr.-." said
Mary almost curtly. "He wa-drowned "
Theie was a moment's silence. "It
must lne been a great -hock to yon. '
, he -aid at last. He wa- Im-ily occupied
wun a paper Kinie anil a .-lip ot note
paper and sjiokein a -tndion-ly indilTei
ent tone its if they weiedi-cu ing -nine
question absolutely impersonal to both
of them.
"It killed my mother," said Mary,
still warming her hands.
"And you?" He rapped out tlieijrce
tion iu a .strange, lireathle-j ta-himi
Mary li oked a-ide at him. "Y hy do
you usk me this, Mr. Stacuvr" s'
afKeil tirnsquely. "I was beginning to
bo happy, to forget all the limtid pa-t.
I'll tell you, and then never. I entieat
yon, speak of it again. I told myself I
because uiy mother was ill and because
she yearned to le well off. I was honest
with him, and he professed so lunch. I
told him I did not love him, and he
took me. Onr marriage was a failure,
a mo-t dismal failure. I was wretched.
I hated and despised him. He was bit
ter and mean aud vindictive toward
me. My poor little mother was the only
one who got any sort of satisfaction
out of the bargain, and she did not have
it.long. poor sonl, for the news of the
lo-s of the Arikhaum killed her, and it
wa- -as well, for he left every penny '
away friin me. As fcr me, I won't pre-1
tend to be better than I am. I won't
sham. I'll tell yon the trnth. I thanked,
Mod when 1 found that" he gone.
"T Inrt my hui-liml only u few )iofi
mU r ittr iimrriwji ."
Yes, I did, fcr I would have pnt myself
in the liver before I would have lived1
with him awiin."
"He wa- older than yoni"
"Many yeais. He is dead, and they
say we shonld never speak ill of the
dpad. I can't help it. He wns a brnte.
Only n few week.- after we were mar
ried he strnck me. Oil! AVliy did you
a-k me thee ques-tiuns? I had almost
forgotten, at least 1 did not always
think of it a- I did at first. Why did
you ask me!"
With two strides Alan Stacey was by
her side. "My dear, my dear, shall I
tell yon why 1 a-ked you?" he cried.
"Becan-elhad a vital inteie-t in want
ing to know. I've always had a -ort of
feeling that -you belonged to that dead
hn-band of youi-; that he stood he-
i tween us, keeping us moie widely apart
than if all the woild stood between us.
Can't you understand that I wanted to
know that I oh. Mary, child don't
yon nuder-tand that I love yon and I
cannot live without yoni"
CHAPTER X.
A -N'EW AltRAN'UKMKXT.
When Alan Stacey had once broken
the ice siifiieiehtly to have told his love
to Marv Cunwav, he did not, by any
means, let the grass grow nnder his
feet. Mary drew back a little, partly
because the pleasure of being betrothed
to" tim man of her heart, the man of her
brightest and mo-t feivent admiration,
was very great. It was natural enough.
Her fir-t engagement had been a dry as
dust businc-s, an arrangement which
was altogether in the light of a bar- i
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ir'iiii t iiii-u ivjv mi ii - l ii mrirouii i
and unspoken bargain of trust and
affection, mingled with the re-pect and '
trltiTiriitimi wlileli flu. ,1114. li.irl fiv tlm 1
other. There was no ijue-tion between
them as to whether he would give her
a dre-s allowance or a- to what house
keeping money she would have to spend ;
' there was no onestion as to whether
she would lis able to do her duty by i
him. Xo; they loved each other, and
that was enough for both. '
"I3nt," he urged, "there is no reason '
why we shonld wait. We have nothing '
To wait for. You have no relative-, and
mine do not inteifeie with me. As to
your vague and indefinite -ngge-tion
a lion t clothe' well, I don't know much
about ladies,' dies-es, but it seem to
1 me that yon can get a couple of new
j trocks in a week and that when we
! come home again von can bnv as manv
firmeuts as jou find you will want.
Don t. when wr have Imth been lonely
and wietehed apart -don't let onr hap-
nr naii-i
pine- wait for anything -o paltry as
ricthe-. Jici u-be mameil at ome.
t
"I'nl it stems so soon." said Maiy.
Xot at all. We cannot po ibly pull
it oil under a fortnight, and up know
each otliT so well Then- is nuthing
like woi king together ior getting to
know sonieboih."
"ijnt the story V" she uiged. "We
1 inn-t iini-h the story."
Alan Stacey looked grave for the fiist
time. "Ye-, 1 had forgotten the stow.
Little woman, what a bn-diie-s head
"" have: i pionn-eil it lor the end of
! month, didn't I?"
"Yes, yon did."
"Ves, I -liould like to fini-h thestory,
bnt peihap-," cheerfully, "if we were
to pn.-li cm, we might be able to manage
it."
Theie is atill half of it to do.'"
"Ami 1 shall wait you. I can't let
yon -pen 1 all your days at thj old type
writer now. I wonder if I could work
with anybody el-e?"
' "You are not going to try." said
Maiy, speaking in decided tones for the
first time.
"Is there no way in which one could
ease von a little':"
I "Oh, yes! Let me have a good typi-t
in the afternoon, and I can dictate the
work off very much moie quickly than
' lean do it myself. Bnt I don't see why
I can't work just as u-nal. What differ-
1 ence is there T The fact that I know yon
loe me need not tnru me lazy all at
once."
"Xo; nothing conld do that! But I
shall want you more with me. Yon for-
' get that tip to now I have done my
uioining's woik and have been hee for
the re of the day, and Jou, pour little
soul, have sat hue fagging your heart
ont.-a's I don't mean to let yon' do when
we are married. Of cour-e I would rath
er woik with you. becau-e jou are you,
and jou know in v thoughts almost as
1 thev-coiue. You iuteiput me to perfec
tion. But at the -ame time I shall want
more of jour societj-than I have had fn
the past."
"I see no wiry," -aid Maij-, "except
ing, as I sugge-ted, a typist who will
work at mj- dictation "
Eventually she gavo way and con
sented to be fiiiirried as soon as tho
pioper arrangements could be made. It
was all -o different from her last mar
riage. Then, eveiything had been ar
ranged for her; now, every thing was
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arianged so as to fall in with her slight-
est wish. Her fir-t hn-b,iiid had had
very little to offer her, when pnt in
compari-on with Alan Stacey. Captain
Conway hail been elderly, rough, plain
and only comparatively well off. He
had demanded imiio-sihlis things, and
wh-ii he di-ioM'led that his desires
were impii" lblecf gratification his love
for the gill whom he had sworn to pro
tect and cheii-h had been curiously in
termingled with an ab-olntc hatred.
Hi- wa- the kind of natnui which to
begin v. ith say-. I will teach you to
leve me," and afterwaid, "If I cannot
leach 3-ou to love-me. I will kill yon!"
His was the rind or natnre wlncli says
If I cannot beuil, I will bleak;" the
nature winch looks at every situation
of life fivm its own standpoint and
judges all the world entirely by its own
doings. It is always this kind of na
ture which i- inherently dominant and
e-sentially domineeiiiig. And how dif
ferent was Alan Stacey! He. gifted, in
tellectual and biilliant, was content to.
lay everything at the feet of the woman
he loved all the fame he had won, the
position lie had made, the wealth he
had amas-cd. Hi- desire was not to he
his wife's master, but her knight; not
to feci that he was confeiring honor
and status upon her. but to assume al
ways that in giving hei-elf to him she
was laying him under an everlasting
and delightfnl obligation.
It was bat natural that Mary was
not only filled with love but with a
boundless and unbounded admiration.
'I nu w-tic rid limit sir ulin.u fuat clia
This was the man
it whose feet she
to sit for the
rest of her life, not daring to lift her
eves higher than his knees. This was
1 uer juiik among men, guieiianu oiesseu
, with the right royal inheritance of
genius. This man who a-ked so little,
who gave so much, was not one who
. had power only over a handful of men.
2io, the name with which lie was en
dowed was one which was known and
known appiovingly throughout .the
world; known wHeiever the Engli-h
Ijngnage was spoken; nay, more than
known, for it was loved.
1 do not wish to portray the charac
ter of Alan Stacey as that of a perfect
being. Indetd I inn-t own, what Mary
i had found out very early in her knowl
j edge nt him, that his be-etting sin was
i idleness, which i- the besetting sin of
I mo-t spinners of stoiies. He was beset,
j too. with idleness of two kinds, the
' genuine and ordinary sort and the idle-
ne which atllirt- the brain worker. It
. , , ,. ,. , ,
. . . ": - """"'" ""...-
illllil-'liiliu.l ill .III. Vlirrtfc nllJIMS IS
alwajs subject to what it tinallj calls
"idleness"- in other words, to brain
fag. Toniymind the mo-t pathetic rec
ord that we have of George Eliot is
whcie she c onvcys in a letter toa friend
that she has no natural de-ire for work
and has to flog her brain uiiitinnnlly so
that she maj gel her promi-ed task
completed in time. She, too. speaks of
it as idlene-s. And with that same kind
of idlene-s Alan Stacey was continnallv
aniicted, as he was with a real love of
doing nothing.
In times gone by he had many a day
bat down to work in the morning, say
ing: "Xow, Mis. Conway, I have got
to work todaj-; I have got to work hard.
Now, j"ou keep me up to it." And no
sooner had Man- inscribed half a dozen
Hues 'in her no'ibook than he wonld get
up and sa ' Bj Joe theie's another
robin building its ne-t iu that holly
bu-h !" ors.-nne such lemark, which was
int.'ie-tiug enough in itself, lint which
did not help upon its wft.v the ,-torj- then
in hand. And often and often Mary had
had all her woik cut out to keep him
chained to his ta-fc. and alter they had
come to an understanding with one an
other it seemed to tier a- it lie never
meant to worl: again, as if he could not
keep his mind otr their plan- for the
fntnie, and as if any and i:eij" snbject
wa- inure intere-ting to him than the
ecvscsjcsjsssae-sssrssicvjrsjn
2 Does Coffee
Agree with
You?
If not.driuk irmi-0 mndo fmm
pmo grain. A l.idy writis: "Tho
lirst time I luatlu (iMiiu-O-I did not
liko it but atttr uiug it for one
week nothing would indiii nio to
I
I
go l).uk to eolKe. ' Jt nourishes
2 and feeds the msIciii. 'J !io iliil'iren
e.iu drink it fieeh- Willi giitit lienc-
m lit. It is the Mrvnglheuiiig .sub- m
sUmee of puro giains. (let idpnck.
!'- to-dav flow vi.ur irro-.r follow U
the direetioimn ni.iKing it mid j-ou
will h.io a delii-i hi-, --ml luultMui
t.dilo bevir.igi) lor old .md joiiug
J fc. and -5c.
! nht l h.it itnre.mii r;;iu-i luiillKMX-O
Actqil no imititloii.
ejroz-sjevvssvj)t-sv2cssJCNS(S'
VL&m:
the one that relievos
is it 1
Allcoek'j
, fascinating romance upon which they
were then at work,
"Yes, we will go to Monte Carlo."
she said at last one day, "Lnt we will
j not go to Monte Carlo, or to Paris or
' to church, or anywheie else nn til yon
have fini-hed this story. Cbme, now I
am waiting to hear what yon are going
to do with Evangeline now."
"I think I shall chuck it up," wai
his reply. ,
'
To that I resolutely decline
"Xo, no.
to be a
party. I am not coming into
your life to ruin 'von. Yon have to fin
isli that story .l-'fore we van dream of
being married Come, pull yonr-elf to
gether. Think! Evangeline is standing
iat the top of the staircase wondering
what is going to happen next. "
Well, in due course the story was
finished, and when the Inst words had
been taken down he asked her eagerly
what she thought of it.
"Give me yonr candid opinion,'
Iie
said.
i "I think," said Mary, "that it is iiy
j far the greate-t book that yon have ever
done." '
I And then they were married,. going
I quietly to church one morning, attend
j id onlj' by a great friend of Alan
i Stacey's and the girl through whom
indiiectly the mairiage laid come about
the girl who had first given Marj'th"
idea of taking up t.vpewriting as a seii
I ons profc 'ion. Then they went back to
the Sycamores and had a dainty little
I lnllch ,'t wllich thpy'iiimle'inliiatTin
e(J,le, drank K,ch othel..s hcM
I ... .
c
iilth
tuid were us nierrv as if the p.irtj- had
been one and fortj- instead of but fonr
persons. Then at the hist moment, jn-t
before the-rn-e from the table, the best
man thought of toiiictbing.
"Mj- dear chap, "said he to the bride
groom, "there is one thing about
which you have given me no instruction-.
What about the announcements
to the papei-?"
"Need it be announced t" asked Mary.
"My dear Mr--. Stacey," replied tho
be-t man, "it is ab-olntrly essential.
( Bohemian as Stacey is- -has always
I been he is yet at the same time a per
sona grata in societj", and unless yonr
I marriage isannoiinc.d formallj-and im
mediately I am atiaid that it will not
be so pleasant for yon when yon come
home again. Here, give mo a bit of pa
per, Stacey. Tell me how jon wi-h the
announcement ti be winded, and I will
see that it is in all tomorrow's papers."
Alan Stacey got np and fetched a
sheet of paper and a pen and ink from
the writing table in tho window.
"Give it to me." said .Mary. "This
is mj- idea what to sa.v. " She took the
sheet of paper from his hand and wrote
cleailyand (irmly: "Oi: the 10th. at l
tho parish church. Fulhani, by the Rev
1'. 1). Johiisou-Uiowii, Alan Staecj-,
onlj- son of the late Colonel John
Stacey, Bengal staff corps, to Maij
Conway, daughter of the late Rev.
George Hamilton. ''
She handed the paper across the table
to her husband, and he, knowing her
well, lealb.ed in-tantly that her horror
and- detestation of her first marriage
had remained with her to such tin ex
tent that she wonld not, even in the
formal announcement, identify herself
with the man who had commanded the
Arikhama, the man who had bought
her with a price, the man who had
given her the only blow that she had
ever received in the whole course of her
life.
CHAPTER XI.
OX TMK TOP Ol' 1I1K TIDE.
One of the rules of Alan Stacey's life
was that-wheii ho took a holiday it
shonld be a real holiday. He was not
one of those persons who combine busi
ness with pleasure and make themselves
an annoyniico to their friends by keep
ing the lxigy of work ever present .with
them.
SirtfSfSr
A Wroiig lotion:
i It is a mistake
tosjjppo3ethat
' baby must
T
i come with
great pain and
suffering. An
i expectant
m
mother need
' only use the
i wonderful lini
ment called
MOTHER'S
FRIEHD
to escape the
i dread, danger,
pain, distress
K
' and nervousness. Druggists Sell this
i liniment for .$ 1 a bottle, wives are in
vited to fend for our Jrce illustrated boon,
i It will tell them thincs they ought to know.
THE ERADHEU) REGULATOR CO., AtluU, GtK j
They left London immediately after
the wedding, going by slow and easy
stages to Italy, and for three long, de
! licions months they reveled in Insu
rious happiness. Alan Stacey made
traveling so eay. He was content to
I travel for pleasure ; he detested people
who made it a business.
"No, my dear sir," he said oue day
I to an enthusiastic American who was
i badgering him to go nnd.see an Etrus-
' can tomb, "I have not gone, and I do
not mean to go."
"But, my dear sir, it is your duty to
' go; you ought to go; yon ought to ini-
j prove your mind ; yon ought to see all
that there is to be been. This is a won-
57ic tool; the thect of jxiptT fiom his I
imJ icrote clearly mid firmly.
dertul specimen, a real old Etruscan
tomb. Yon may never have another op-
I portunity of seeing one so perfect and
interesting."
"I don't care, ""said Alan Stacey dog-
gedly. "I came here to enjoy myself
' with my wife. My wife doesn't care
' about tomb-, and I don't- care about
tombs. All this Etruscan tombs in the
world will not be the smallest nso to
me. They do not intere-t me. and they
' do not please me, and I refuse to be
badgered into meditations which only
1 irritate and annoy me. Do you go and
look at "the tomb and stay there. I shall
not complain. I shall never gnimblo at
your choice of a habitation."
"Pour thing! He means well," said
, Marv when the energetic sightseer had
departed.
I dare say he doe-,"
cUan replied,
with a langh, "bnt I wish he d go and
mean well somewhere el-e. Let ns move
on. Yon said j-esterdaj- that yon would
like to go to Bella Yillin. Let ns go to
Bella Villia and lose him."
Thej- worked their way home from
Italy at last, returning by way of the
Riviera, and the middle of May saw
I Mrs. Alan Stacey settled in the beanti-
i fnl old house at Fulhani, with what
was practically the world at her feet."
How happy she was! She had been
i used to think that, no matter what fate
awaited her in the fnture, the horror,
i the sickening dread, the terror, the re
I pnguance, the shuddering misery, of the
' past wonld always be with her. But it
was not so. Time, the wonderful phy
i sician. taught her to forget, and bj- the
1 time she, found herself in-tailed in the
I Fulhani hone she might. s0 tar as her
I feelings went, have been Mrs. Alan
I Stacej- for ten years instead of little
J more than as many weeks.
I On tho very first morning after their
j ai rival home she sent for thehousekeep
."ho" had been left in charge of the
Tiiiorcs at the time of their mar-
"I sent for J'on," said Mrs. Stacey
gentlj-, "because it is better that 'tfo
should begn with a clear understand
ing of hov-"c mean to go on. Yon will
quite nndeif land that as I shall con
tinue to hel;. Mr. Stacey with his work
I shall have no time for housekeep
ing. You understand Mr. Stacey's
ways, his likes and di-likes. He has
been admirably satisfied with "j on in
the past, and I wonld like you to know
now that I desire to make no change.
Ur HffluBjs ;
SkfeSi. V S k 'tis
'4jtl'jnSl?sWi , Krf fir 'IB-
So long as j-ou continue to satisfy yoni i year a year of wholly unalloyed hap
master yon will satisfy me. Yon will piness Alan Stacey wonld as soon have
please continue exactly as yon have
done heretofore yonr accounts, jour
menus, everything just as before. c-
casionally I may make a -nggej-tioii to
j you if theio is tome dish that I should
lileo to have, or if we are having visit
ors I may ike to make some little al
terations iu the menu, but as a general
rnle I do not wish to be troubled with
any housekeeping arrangements."
Tins housekeeper, who was a Freneh-
woman and thoroughly knew the value
j of a good place, thanked her mistress
and assuied her cf -her iidelity and de
votion. Then Mary rang tho bell, and when
.Tohn came in answer to the summons
she told him to shut the dcor; that she
wished to speak to him.
"John," she said, "I have just been
tnlking to Mme. Boniface and telling
her that I wish your master's marriage
to make no difference in the domestic
arrangements. Yon have satisfied him
for many years, and I hope j'on will
continue to satisfj- him for mtiuy j-ears
longer. I may have to give j-on a few
order--, bnt on the whole I wish yon to
continue precisely as j'on have always
dene."
"Yon wonld liko to have the key of
the cellar, ma am! said John politely.
He had no more intention of giving up
the key of the cellar than he had of
giving np the nse of his senses, but to
make the offer was the highest compli
ment he conld paj- to hii new mistress.
Mtiry laughed outright. "Xo, John, '
she said; "I do not think the key of tho
cellar wonld be of very much use to me.
I am frightened of cellars, to tell j-ou
Jhe truth, and I shouldn't know one
bottle of wine from another. No, John ;
yon understand Mr. Stacey's ways, and
yon will please just do for him as j-on
have been accustomed to do. I don't
think that his marriage onr marriage
will make him more dirlicnlt to
please. I hope quite the cuutrarj. But,
thank you, John, for offering me the
key of the cellar.. I am snre it is a very
great compliment, nnd I appreciate it
highlj-."
And then she smilinglj- dismissed
him, and John went nwaj- feeling that.
after all, his master had done the very
best possible thing for himself.
Then she and Alan settled down to
real haul grinding work. He declared
many times that never in the whole
coui'se of his e.xistenco had he been
kept to work so liithlessly and so per
sistently ns by his new task mistress.
"Bj- Jove, if I had thought that yon
were going to goad mo on liko this, I
should havo thought twice before I
asked j'on to coinn hern for good uni
all."
Til g I zM-VdlMi:;! Hlgjj
Good Spirits Revived.
7
A girl or woman, suffering with the disease! which afflict
her sex is pretty sure to have the blues. She will be dull, list
less and easily irrigated a burden to herself and those around
her. Sometimes she will sit or lie for hours, staring into va-
cancy, utterly unable to see anything but despair ahead. This
sad condition is easily corrected, although many women refuse
to think so. They wrongly suppose their troubles are incurable
because their sufferings are so great. To these women Wine of
Cardui will prove a real bless-
ing. It will restore the dis
tinctly feminine organs to
health and strength. It will
crush out the blues and re
vive the spirits. Its good effects are widespread. No matter
what be a woman's ailment, if menstruation is in any way af
fected, Wine of Cardui b the proper, natural remedy.
Druggists Sell Large 'Bottles fur SI.OO.
"Oh, no, j-on wouldn't!" said Mary.
"It is very good for j-oit, and yon know
yon are perfectly happy, so don't pre
tend anything else."
And it wa true enough. She cer
tainly managed him and his work ad
mirablj', for bj- keeping him np to the
mark for certain hours she was able to
he free herself at a fixed time every day.
And there was never an idle minute for
either of them, for, as I said awhile"
ago, Alan Stacey had always been a
persona grata in societj", and his many
"friends all seemed bnt too anxious to
receive his wife with open arms.
It was a brilliant life. All that was
best and brightest in the great world of
art flocked to Alan Stacey's house now
that it boasted of so charming a mis
tress. Mrs. Alan Stacey went every
wheie and was noted wherever bhe
went. Almost every day, in the col
umns, devoted to the doings of well
known people, theicwas mention of the
brilliant novelist and his wife. Her
dress, her receptions, her tastes, were
continually chronicled, and for his sake
for Marj- was singularly far-eeiug in
everything that crncerned her husband
she put herself to immense pains in
order that she shonld always create as
favorable an impression as possible. She
was essentiallj" the very wife for such a
man. She never attempted in any way
to shine him down. Rather, on the con-trarj-,
did she draw him ont and show
him at his best, tihe ruled his house
hold with a diguitj- and simplicity that
went to make her a favorite with all
classes of his friends. Her great hold
over him Ijj- in the fact that, although
she was possesMMl of no artistic gift he'
self, she was never dnll, wa- not in the
least degree narrow in mind or judg
ment, that she was. po-ses-ed of tU5f "
scrupulous politene-'s.whieh demands a- '
well as gives attention. At the end of a
thought of striking his wife as of omit
ting to pay her any of those small at-t
tentions which are as oil to the wheel
of the matrimonial chariot. Itwaswon-
derfnl that it was so, because he had be-
. . ,, - , Tr . .
stowed everything npou her. He had
changed her life from one of toil, of
.comparative penury, of dullness, of
loneliness, to a brilliant existence, the
light of which Mic had never known, and
which, had she known, she would never
have dared to think ccnld pos.sjbJy one
daj' bo hers.
And as their happiness grew im
flirove anncft so did Alnn St:ieevj stmt
of fame grow more and more brilliant.
There had been at the time of his iirst
great success croakers who had foretold
that the starot Alan Stacey's brilliancy
would wane in a little time, bnt these
prognostications had proved to be
wrong. With every book that had come
out his genins was seen to be more in
tense and more brilliant. He had the
magic touch, the subtle, insight, the
grace, the freshness, the romance and
tho poetij- which are needed to make a
really great and lasting snecess. To
some of ns to most of ns, I should
have said the refining fires of sorrow
are necessary, but now and again there
shines upon the world a great mind
which feeds on the sunlight. Alan
Stacey was one nf these, and the more
the happiness of his life increased the
more brilliant did his -work become.
The untold satisfaction of his daily life,
so far from cramping or stultifying
him, seemed as if it but fed the fires of
his genius, mid it was a common thing
in the set iu which Alan Stacej" moved
for their union to be cited as an excuse, j
a reason, n justification, of the great
and old fashioned institution of mar
riage. TO BE CONTINUED.
I'lifiirtmintr Simile.
Theieare times when a lawyer re
grets the use of an illustration which a
moment before has appeared especially
felicitous.
"The argument of my learned and
brilliant brother," said the counsel for
the plaintiff in a suit for damages from
a street cur corporation, "is liko tho
snow now falling outside it is scat
tered here, there and everywhere."
"All I can s.ij-," remarked the op
posing counsel when his opportunity
came, "is. that I think the gentleman
who likened my argument to the snow
now falling outside ninybiivo neglected
to observe one little point to which 1
ilal Icr myself the similarity extends it
has covered all tho gronnd in a very
short time." Youth's Companion.
Cecil, Ala., Dec. 2S.
I had faintini; spells, heart failure,
weak ejes, scanty .menses, and womb dis
ease. I am IS years old, hut 1 found my
self unable to study in that condition. I
took Wine of Cardui and Black-Draught,
and they brought me around all right
With the relief, good spirits and happiness
returned.
MbS CAKKlh HARRIS.
UOiES' ADVISORY DEPARTMENT. ,
For dnce In cases requiring pdb. i
cialdlreclloD3,ftddres?,ciY!n symp-
terns, ixuztrf Aantorv unrinirnty
The Chattanooga Medicine Co.
Cbatunooga, Tenn.
I5T5I1
A Resolution
Providing for filling the vacancy in
the sprinkliiifr board of East Mar
ket .street, between Franklin and
Arch streets.
Kesolveil. bv the city i-iiiint-II of the elty
of Akron, tlmt tlie!icnnj,-ylntliespriiiklln;i
bonnl of Jlnrket street, between Krnnklln
and An-Ii streets, enlists! by the removal of
Harry K. LooiiiU from siiiil street, shall ls
filled by the appointment of Henry IVrkln-.
fussed April 21. ls9-.
Olins. H.Isliell. K. T. siprijile.
City Olork. Vres. City Council.
Approved by the Hoard of City Commis
sioners. Chns. II. IsIhjII.
Apr "ii Jin n
Clerk.
Providing for tilling- the vacancy in
the sprinkling board of Exchange
htrcct. between Main street and
Hrontlwnj-.
ltesoled. by thu City Council of the eil
of Akron, that tiie:u-!iney in thespriiiklinir
iHMird of Exeluinge stoeet. between .Main
street unit Ilroailwny. eaiis.il by the Clin tme
of resilience of William l'iuk. shall belilled
b- the appointment of Charles L'nrisette.
llisieil April SI, lsi.
Chns.II. Isbell. K. l'.Sprtjili-.
City Clerk. PresT City Council.
Appro cd hy t he Hoard of City Commis
sioners. Chas. If. I shell. Clerk.
April ii May i"
TO CONTRACTORS.
Hoard of City Commissioners" tulu-e.
Akron, Ohio. April Si. lsyi.
M'nled pruKsnls wilt be received nt the
ollieeofCity Commissioners until 12 o'clock
noon. Saturday. May 13th. Is1.'), for the eon
st ruction of neuhert oer the Utile t'uyii
lin river, on Cook street. In accordance
with the plans, prolilu aiidspecitlentioii:oit
lile in the olllce or the City Civil Kngineer.
where plans, profile and spoi-Iricntious m:i
be seen, mid biddlns blanks obtained.
Kneh bidder, in addition to the amount ft
ball riiniirnl in prnnisnl. muse deposit witii
the Clerk of Commissioners at tlie time of
lllln". Iifs bid. a certificate of deposit.:! eer
tilleil cheek on some bank iloins business in
' Akron, or "cash to theitmount of oiielmii-
idml dollars ($luo.n.)
I Knch i.rono-al must contain the full name
! of the person or persons milking the sum,.
Thecitv resenes
the riRht toncc-ept nny
or reieet nil bids.
By order of theKonrd id City Commis
sioners. Charles II. Ibell, Clerk.
April 2i May 6
AnOrdinance
! To repeal section 144 A of the Revised
, Ordinances of tho City of Akron.
Section!. He it ordained by the council
of the city of Akron. Ohio, tlmt section 141
A of the nevised Ordinances of the city
of Akron, lie repealed.
Sec. 2. This ordinance shall take effect
and Ihi In force from and lifter its passage
nnd Iegnl publication.
Passed 3Iay 1. 1SD9.
Chns. II. label!. K. V. Sprigle,
City Clerk. 1'rest City Council.
Approed by the Hoard of City Commis
sioners. Chns. H. Isbell, Clerk.
May 5
Assignee's Sale.
On Jtondny. May aith. MM, from 1 to 2
R. in..I will sell n house nnd lot nnd 32 pood
uildinc lots to highest bidders, on premises,
on South ilnln street, nt Knlor's Crossing."
South Akron. You will not hnve such n
chance again soon to get n good building lot
at your prices. This Is the II. S. Fnlor allot
ment "Surrouuded by busy shops. Only one
third cash nt snle. A. K. KUJ0.
Assingee of II. S. Fnlor.
April - May tW13-a-S7 "
fViASCP .'cRFECT MEN
S0 AOT IESI.AXa X Uonotsur
for Longer! T&s Joy and ambition o
life can ba restored to joa. Thr er
worst cases or .N err ou Ileblllty art
alolutcir cumi by PJ2KFl.CTf
TAltUBTS. GlTe prompt relief U A
C?ninta. taiUncmcmorrand tnewat
nnd drain of vital powers. Incurred t
indiscretions or excesses of early je r
laiDaTtTifforandtJctecctoeTerjfBn
lion. Qrace np tno system. Ulro gKk im to t
cheeks and lustre to tho eje otfcfTvunsoTt
OneSOc box renew Titl enerj.rllis boxc t
( in. aAmnliiAmi4intHl pur VTTtTVoF ElODCT TT-
I funded. Can b carried In reet pocket sold
1 Tcrjfcere.or mailed in plain rrPr onrwipi ol
I price bj TIIE riXCTVfO TO.. Cait BMc CHf t.
For sale in Akrou by E. Steinbncher
& Co.
& Co.
, E. Market St.. and I.amparter
1S3 Howard st.
WHEN IN DOUBT. TRY
' S7 n
Tl
itoodt&etntolrcn.
and hsve cured thousand of
cur of Nervout Diseases, such
as Debility. Dullness. Sleepless
ness and Varicocele, Atrophy.&c
Theydearlha brain. strencthea
the circulation, make dlcestion
perfect, and Impart a healthy
vigor to the whole belnc. All
dram and losses are checked
C'rivur Atrafl ttmantntty. Unless patients
CdQiljJ Agalil. are properly cured, their condi
tion often worries them Into Insanity, Consump-
t or or Death. Mailed sealed. Price ( t per boa:
C coxe, ilh !rcn-e!ad legal guarantee to cure or
fitn.l the ninney. $5 oo. Send for free bcok.
Address,
k. Warner, druggist, SOS K. Market.
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