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OUVB AND lHCTIABL. IIE old church of Eastmeon, In II a mps hire, stands close under a h ig h preen hill that rises far abore Its spiro. The village lies In a valley, a place littles known to tourists, shut in from the march ' j - of the times by its soft, enfold' ing downs. It is a district of babbling waters, ana ircsli winds that come blowing freely across the far-reaching slopes; a valo of pleasant lights and taint shadows, full of Bwectness and restful calm. There are ttill some people living here who have only seen the sea from their hill-tops, and have never traveled by railway in their lives. The Meon, a a busy little rivulet, goes running briskly all about the villago, winding here and hiding there, reappearing in the most unexpected spots, and mixing ltsell up in all the afTuirs of the place. It turns thirteen mills, and meddles with the concerns of a good many other villages before it pours its restless tide into the Solent at last. The month was April, and the time four o'clock on a Sunday afternoon. A young man and a girl wcro standing side by side, leaning against a gate which opened into a wide field. Be yond tho field rose a softly-rounded hill, half grass and half woodland; and over all there was a delicious rainy blue of the spring sky. ' The pair stood close together with their hands clasped; A TOUNO MAN AND A ODU. WEI1K STAND ING SIDE BY 81DK. ' the mull was talking, and tho girl was watching him while ho talked, and drinking in every word with eager de-UR-nt. She was a lovely girl, and hor loveli ness was of that rare kind which can flourish in any atmosphere without losing its natural refinement. Ilcrs was an oval face with delicately-chiseled features, and a mouth with soft red lips exquisitely cut, lips that were at once passionate and proud, but al ways tender. Her skin had that warm undertone of clear brown which gives a fuller richness to any beauty. Hut, perhaps, it was in the large limpid brown eyes that the chief charm was found; and there was something so true and trustful in their gaze that most men would have forgotten to talk and looked deep Into their brown depths, iothing, however, hod evr Iitii known to tay the tide of jiuh.'.t'l Chase's eloquence when lie had once l'.;,iin to hold forth on his favorite theme his own plans and his admirable pelf He was Olive Win field's acknowledged lover, and she was priv.nl of him. Not only did she love him u truly as ever woman loved man; but she looked up on him as the chicfcbt among ten thou sand men. lie bud toiled night and day to acquire knowledge, and when it was won he hud turned it to a good ac count He hud not studied for the mere love of study: he wus no dreamer, delighting to tarry in a quiet world of boons and thoughts. To him learning was a stepping r-tone, and already it had raised hira to the post of corre sponding clerk in Hutu-ruby's office. And Batfersby's 'arm was a good firm and ranked high even In London. . But his brains would have done little for hlin if they hid not been backed up by his unconquerable pluck and determi nation. lie had said all this a hundred times In his letters, and he was saying it again to-day. Tho pair had only one more hour to spend together, and he was fili ng every precious minute with talk about himself. But n woman will cheerfully tolerate any amount of ego tism In the inun she loves; and Olive drank In every word. In front of them lay the calm field and the hills; soft lights were shining on the green and finding out tho ligllows where the primrose stars had opened; birds weYe singing, and a fresh yet gentle breeze was blowing Into their faces as they stood leaning against the gate. Yet Michael, absorbed in himself, was un conscious of all this sweetness. At last he paused for want of breath, and then Olive seized the opportunity to ask a question. ' ' "Michael, dear, how Is Aaron Fen lake? Von have not said on" -L.br d about him." Her lover's 'ow darketed, ud he answered rather iwrtly: aBftH.B0UDNBY. "If there had been anything to tell about him, Olive, I should have told it But there is nothing. And I didn't care to waste our valuable time in talking of Aaron." "I wanted to hear about him for Jane's sake," she.' said meekly. "No, not for Jane's sake," she added sudden ly, in a firmer voice. "I always liked hira, Michael; nnd when I remember what he has done for you, I am very grateful." "How you exaggerate trifles!" ho cried, irritably. "Let mo put the case clearly before you, and then, perhaps, yon will see it in the right light. Aaron Fenlako is ono, of the foremen in Bat tersby's works. Ho knows that a clerk is wanted who can write fluently in several lungunges, and ho tells mo of the vacancy. I apply, and soon con vince the firm that I am fit for the post Surely, I may be pardoned if I don't go staggering under a heavy load of gratitude to the end of my days. Do you supposo that Aaron's good word would have got me into the office, if I had not been the man that I am?" "Oh, I know that you can do any thing, Michael," said her earnest lips and eyes. "But poor Aaron is devoted to you, and ho is such a good fellow." "Well, Olive, wo can't discuss his ex cellence now," replied Michael, stand ing upright. "It's nearly time for me to start, and you aro going to give me a cup of tea first" "Well, Mrs. Iloopcr will give you the cup of tea," she said, keeping back a sigh. "You will liko her tea better than ours. She is very good to me, and I want you to see my friend, Lucy Cromer." "Lucy Cromer? Oh, ah, yes, that's tho niece who has corao to live with her," ho answered as they moved away from the gate. On tho other sido of the quiet road there were two cottages sheltered under one broad roof of thatch. Their walls were covered with moss and weather-stains, and the little dia-mond-pancd casements wero set in wreaths of creepers. And, although there was as yet no wealth of foliage to dress up tho lowly dwellings with summer beauty, they had tho pictur esque charm that belongs especially to places rustic and decayed. Thero was a large piece of ground, half flower-garden and half kitchen garden, in front of the two cottages; and the only division between tho gar dens was a row of flints showing out white against the dark mold. At one of the doors stood a young woman, with a fresh, modest face, who held out her hand timidly as Michael ap proached. Ho greeted her with an air of friendly patronuge. "How do you do, Jane? Glad to see you Rooking so well," he said, and then stalked In through the other doorway. Tho room which he entered, followed by Olive, was very low, with a heavy licum across the ceiling. A fire was burning brightly in the prira old-fush-ioned littlo iron cage, and between the Around the window i.tood u small sofa covered with faded cliiuU. Propped up with cushions, another young woman was sitting in the corner of the sofa; and she, too, extended her hand to Michael, but her manner was not timid as Jane's had Ix-cu. "I am glad to seo you, Mr. Chase; I have heard a great deul about you," she taid in a faint, sweet voice. Something in the look and air of tho speaker surprised Michael so much that he lost his usual self-assurance. lie stood awkwardly before Lucy Cromer1 for a moment, and there sat down meekly in a chair near her couch. How was it possible that this woman could be tho niece of plain Mrs. Hooper, who had lived in I'astmeon all her days? In her letters Olive bud told him that her friend was pretty, und he hud expected to see a commojiplucc littlo person, pos sessed of ordinary good looks. But no ;oinmonploce girl wus here. Lucy Cromer was a long, slender ivomun, with the kind of figure that iways and bends with a reed-like grace. Her face was long, too; sho had large fray eyes that were now pretornatu rally bright a delicate aquiline nose, ml fair hair which surrounded her head A ith a golden halo. A dark-blue wrap per, of somo soft material, set off tho exceeding fairness of ber complexion; tnd, simple as the robe was, it was node in a stylo that Is seldom seen in Milages or country towns. Your first fiance at Lucy sufficed to tell you her lays were numbered; yonr second con vinced you that she was waiting eagerly, perhaps Impatiently, for the snd. There are souls in whom God accom plishes Ills work quite alone. Neigh bors came sometimes; but Lucy car3 tittle for visits, and the simple country folk were afraid of her. Tbo clergy man called, and was baffled by her gen tle indifference und her curious unfit ness for her humble position. What was her history? Even her aunt seemed to know very little about Lucy's life. The girl had gouo to be maid to an old lady, who bad taken a fancy to her and raised her to the post of companion. And then camo a quarrel and changes; Lucy had left her situation and bad found work in a florist's shop in Iicgcnt street There she had displayed great skill in arranging bouquets and fash ioning wreaths and sprays', and had kept this place until her health failed. This was all that Mrs. Hooper had to tell about her niece. She was. a lonely woman, and Lucy was tho only relative loft to her. She had given the girl a warm welcome and did her utmost to nurse her back to strength; but no power on earth could stay the progress of the disease. Lucy had not come penniless to her aunt's cottage; she was not a burden. Sho repaid Mrs. Hooper's kindness with gratitude and affection, and yet the good woman al ways felt that there was a mysterious barrier between them. Like the neigh bors, she was a littlo afraid of Lucy. There was only one person who had ever stepped over the wall of reserve that Lucy Croincr had built up around her. Olive Winficld was her sole friend. It was to her that Olive had first con fided the delightful news that Michael Chase was coming to spend a Sunday in the village; coming down from Lon don on purpose to see his betrothed. When Lucy pleased she could very soon set people, at their ease. In a few minutes Michael was answering all her questions, and feeling flattered by the interest which Bhe displayed in his affairs. , While she was drawing him on to talk about himself (no difficult task), ho was admiring her more and more, and thinking how she might have helped a man to rlso In the world. With that quiet self-possession and natural grace, what an admirable wife she could have been! He was glad that Olive had found such a companion; and Lucy's affection for Olive was ovidently real and earnest When Mrs. Hooper camo in and busied herself at the tea table, sho did not disturb the harmony of the hour. She was a woman of few words, and although Michael was an Eastmeon boy and she had known him from babyhood, she did not harass him with thoso recollections of old days which he so much disliked. On the whole it was a happy tea drinking, and Michael was in high good humor when he rose to go. Olive went with hira a little way. Ue had to walk fivo miles to Potersfleld railway station; but the evening was fresh and sweet, and every bit of tho old road was well known to him. The lovers stood still in tho pleasant lane between tho budding hedges and said good-by. Ho looked down into the strong brown light of her eyes, and felt that he loved her better than any girl he had ever seen in his life; and he was contented with her Arm belief in him. The wind stirred a few curly brown locks that had escaped from their pins and he smoothed them with a tender hand. She was so lovely and fresh and trustful that he would have given anything, just then, to have car- IIR BTOOIl' AWKWAHDI.T HUFOIIB I.tJCI CROMKR. ried her back to London to brighten his hard-working life thero. "Good-by, dearest Olive," ho said. "I wish there could bo no more parting. But you know I am working for you. Good-by, darling, onco more." This was one of those moment which live on through a life-time. Olive feasted on thut farewell for many a day afterwards. For a few seconds she stood where ho had left her, one then turned homewards, half happy and half sad. Some birds were flying across the sky; there whs a faint tinkle of sheep-bells from tho downs, and ths peace of the Sabbath evening seemed to soothe anil stilt her heart CUAITKK II. "DO TOO LOVK II I M. DKCACRB I 00." "What do you think of lilm?" said Olive, looking up at Lucy Cromer, with a bright eager face. Tho cider girl was lying on the couch, and the younger sat on a stool by her side. They wore ulone together in the little room, and the evening light, shining through the small panes imbedded in lead-work, rested soft ly on Lucy's worn features and Olive's nut-brown heaiL Tho day was ending in golden culm; out-of-doors tho patches of velvet moss still hold the ruln-drop:, and tho red blossoms of tho flowering currant spunkled with mots- ture; but the wind hud died away, and there was a greut peace. Lucy looked down with one of her j faint smiles, and laid her thin lnd on j ncr irieim s shoulder. "I think he is a most fortunate man," she said. But this answer did not please Olive at all. "Oh, Lucy," she began in a disap- j pointed tone "is that all you have to say? Why, everyone else seems to I think that the good fortune is on my ! side." "Do they?" Lucy's delicate lip curled slightly. "Thut is because they have not seen many men. I wish I could touch you to set a higher value on yourself, little one." There was a look of trouble in the clear brown eyes, and then came a pause nnd a nigh. "I don't think much about myself," Olive said, nt lust "Why should I? It is much more intercsing to think about 1 hira." "Tho old story," sighed Lucy, gazing 1 fixedly Into space. j "Mil listen," cried Olive, deeply in eurncHt. "You can hardly realize what j a grucd noble f.llow he is. You don't i belong U Kiistmcon, Lucy, and yon j have not watched his career as m e have. liven If I t'.id not love him I could not ' full to admire hlin. Ouly think, he was -tho son of a lii unken blacksmith, and '' he roso by dint of sheer determination. Our old vicar took hira In hand and helped him. and h ut hlin hooUn. Then he went to be a clerk ot IVtcrsfleld, and and there ho became acquainted with a Gorman who taught him his language. French he had learned already from Mad emoiselle, who lived at the vicarage; in deed, there is scarcely anything too hard for hira; and then camo a letter from Aaron Feuloke, who is a foreman in Battorsby's works In London. Ho told Michael that Battorsby wanted a corresponding clerk, and advised him to try for the post And he did try and got it" "Who is Aaron Fonlako?" Lucy asked. : "Have I not told you about Aaron?" said Olivj, whose eyes and checks were bright with excitement "Ho is the son of old Fenluke at the inn, A quiet slow fellow, but as good as gold and as true as steel, and devoted to Michael. Those two were always friends when they were little boys." "And they are friends still?" , Lucy put the question in a languid voice, but there was something in Olive's answer that aroused her atten tion. "Yes," the girl said, faintly, and with a deepening flush. "Oh! yes, they are friends still." .. Lucy watched her and saw the signs of inward tumult in those delicately cut features. She understood that Olive was determined to defend her lover nt any cost, oven the cost of her own convictions. She was just as cer tain that Michael had given his friend the cold shoulder as if it had been plain ly avowed, and she knew that Olive could not think of his conduct to Aaron without pain. "Ah! I remember that you said some thing about this Aaron and Jane Chal lock," she remarked, after a pause. . "Aaron Is In love with Jane," Olive answered; "but he is too shy to ask her to wait for him. I wish he would speak out for Jane's sake." TO BR CONTINUED. NOT BORED AFTER ALL. Bow an Actor Vu NpareU the Awful In fliction ol n Interview. On a certain steamship which came tip to her dock late one Saturday night was a priest who had been to Rome on a very important mission. Every newspaper was anxious to get a talk with him, and there was quite a host of us gathered on the pier. It so happened that the same steam ship had among its passengers a much advertised English actor, who was new to our shores and whose sur name was very similar to that of the reverend father. For some reason or other, possibly bemuse of a press of news, the city editors did not think it necessary to get an expression of his views, and none of i s were told off to attend to him. As soon as the gang plank was drawn up a dapper little individual in black rushed down and over to our group, and. upon receiving an affirma tive answer to his question as to whether ; we were newspaper men, said: "Of course, you want to - see Mr. ?" The name sounded like the one we .wanted and wo replied in chorus: f -tVe do!" and. followed hlin to tho ship and down to one of the cabins. Ue Aung the door open dra matically and we entered to see a long-haired gentleman silting in a fine pose of abstraction near his berth. He rose wearily to receive us and said, with a delightfully blase intonation: "Oil, dear, I suppose I must submit to the Inevitable inlllction!" Just then ono of our party who knew tho priest exclaimed: "Why, you ore not. Father 1" Tho actor drew himself to his full height, thrust 'his hand in the bosom of his frock coat and replied, haughtily: "No, sir! I am Mr. ." "Oh. well, excuse us, then," said our spokesman; "you aro not the person we whhed to lutcrvicw," and we all Aled ont The expression of astonishment and dismay that camo over the fuceofthe actor when he found that he would not have to submit was the very funniest thing I ever saw, and all during tho in terview with the priest which was a solemn and heavy affair, we had the hardest work imaginable to keep our rlsibles under control N. Y. Herald. The railing of the MoAalo. Twenty years ago ten million buf faloes roamed about the western prai ries. Now not one is to be found, save in menageries and "preserves." There are two hundred nnd fifty in the Yel lowstone national park. A wealthy private land owner in Oklahoma has a herd of about seventy-five. Tho next largest collection la in tho Zoological garden of Philadelphia, and numbers sixteen. Asido from these there are, perhaps, a dozen scattered over the land The Cincinnati zoological gar den has two. The effort has been mule with these few remnants to pre serve the species to America, but It is in peril of failure through the strange fact that all, or nearly alL tho births are males. . Last week In the Philadel phia garden two female calves were born, but both weak and sickly. In the Yellowstone there lias not been a female calf for five yean. It looks as if the buffalo must got Cincinnati En quirer. " The Wlh of a Dollar UUI. In the treasury here one day this week the question came up as to the weight of a dollar bUL Scales of per fect accuracy were brought Into requis ition and tho surprising discovery was made that twenty-seven one-dollar notes weighed exactly as much as a twenty-dollar gold piece. The latter just balances Ave hundred and forty grains. However, the bills weighed were perfectly crisp and new. Trial made with soiled notes, such as come In every day for redemption, showed that twenty-seven of thorn weighed considerably more than tho twenty dollar coin. 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