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ST. CLOUD, MINNESOTA.
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ST. CLOUD, MINNESOTA.
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MOORE & KERR,
ATORNEYS AT LAW,
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8T.PAUL MINN.
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tion to the business of former oliaaU ia
Stearas and adjoining oouaties. ap 10.
DR. V. FELL,
Homeopathic Physician,
AND DENTIST,
Clearwater,
Minnesota.
Vl5n20-72
E. K. JAQUES,
SURGEON DENTIST.
RaMaberger Block.
HAINT CLOUD. MINNESOTA-
D. H. SELBY.
—AQBsrr—
Singer Sewing Machines.
Nwdles, Oil, Tuckers, Bafflers and other
findings constantly on hand.
Offlce in B. Honey's book-store.
ST, CLOUD MINN.
C. SCHULTEN,
DRUGGIST
and
PHARMACEUTIST,
References—
I nil
Iter Prescriptions carefully eompound
ed day or niaht.
CHAS. S. WEBER, M.D.,
HOMEOPATHIC PHYSICIAN,
8T CLOUD, MINN
Office on St. Germainstreet, 8d door east
of Catholic Chureh.
ST. CLOUD
Homeopathic Pharmacy.
MlDlCIIl OASIS 1HD BOOKS,
in thefamily and for thetreatment
of
HORSES, CATTLB
and otherdomestio animals
C. S. WBBBB.
LeROY GROUT,
I I I E N I N E E
AND SURVEYOR,
AT. CLOUD, nUHIIKSUTA.
Tazw of non-ruidenls attended to
promptly.
Special attention given to Land examina
tion.
P.L.GBEG0B1 St. Cloud.
B. C. BCRBANK, do.
J. C. BDRBANK, St. Paol.
B. TBOTT, 8T. P, *. B. B. do.
Onfop With P. L. Gregory, Washington
avewue. aprfiif
P. MEYST & SON,
MERCHANT TAILORS
Shop opposite the Belly House,
WASHINGTON AVSNTJB,
ST. CLOUD,
MINN.
n«0-l7
W. HENDERSON.
DealerIannd Manufacturer of
Boots, Shoes and Rubbers
J8W* Custom work done in the beststyle
Repalrlngneatly endpromptly done.
Waehiagtn avenue, nest door te Mettr
oths Clothing stere n4
O. E. GARRISON,
Civil Engineer & Aiohitect,
ST. CLOUD, MINN.
Hwlnghad twenty-two yoorV expert,
eace—twelve in Government survejing—i
hope to gtvo satisfaction in »U branehes of
Engineering.
Pine and other Lands entered and tazw
paidforBoa-residents, and full descrip
tion given from personal examination
Offioe and residence near the Epiaconal
Chureh. oBvpn*
Maps of Stearns County for sale.
BST NOTARY PUBLIC.
O. O. HINES,
Shop on Washington Aveaue,
ST. CLOUD, MINNESOTA.
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VOL. XVI.
BANK O SAINT CLOUD
D*W A
General Baaklag, Bxehaage, and leal
•state Business.
JA».
A. Bnu,
President.
la
Hotlta ofdeath [almple annoanoement] SBseats}
efcitnery notleaa, Scents par Una marriage notices
•Oeenta.
5. Specialplace and trouble columnadTertiaementa
ba loaertadat rater agreed upon.
8. Tearlyadvertise- ito pay quarterly.
J.O. Sunn,
Cashier.
BANKING HOUSE
—OP—
THOS. 0. MoCLURE,
SAINT 0L0OD. .'. MINNESOTA.
GENERAL BANKING BUSINESS DONE.
JUST PUBLISHED!
STRAUSS' WALTZES
arranged as
I O I N SOLOS
A ale or E it
Paper Copy sent, pest-paid, for 91.50 ia
hoards, 02
Address,
J. L. PETERS,
599 Broadway, N. T.
SANGER-FEST.
(The Singing Feetival.)
A CollectIOM at CMeee, Senega, Cfco
rmees, ate Vase .,
MALE VOICES.
Sample oopiee mailed, post-paid, fstr 1.S0
$15 per dosen. A ,':&,
Addreas, J. L. PBTIM,
699Brto4vnl,N.T.
FAIRY VOICES.
A Hew Mule Book for Bny SciooU.
Send 60 cents, and we will mail sample
copy, April 1st,
Address, J. L. PETERS,
69» Bmdway, N. T.
F. E TOZIEB,
PAINTER & GLAZIER,
ST. CLOUD, MINN.
0BBIBS BESrBCTiTLLT S0LIGITBB.
Satisfaction given, er no charge.
T. J. BONHAM,
Practleel Tlanaith Jeslep 1B
Parties in need of Guttering, Speotine,
any kind of Job Work will find it te
their advantage to give me oall as I
make this woork a specialty. n48
M. BECKEB.
BOO AND SHOEMAKER,
Boots, Shoes and Gaiters
Made In the leteststyls andef the boat
atoek. Goad fits warranted. Quality of
work guaranteed.
EASTERN WORK always on hand for
•ale oheap.
AL8 0 LEATHER ABB FINDINGS
|IShopen8t.Germainstroet,nextdoorte
Book Store.
St. Cloud. April2,1868.
If YOU WANT 80MB OF
THU
BEST LANDS
STEARNS COUNTY,
AT
CHEAP RATES,
Address
a IT.
Poet Offioe Box 8284,
vl5-n Nnw Tons
E O O A N
BILLIARD HALL!
Having leased aad fitted up la first-daw
style this popular and conveniently located
Billiard Hall, would ask a cell from his
friends and the public He has the moat
approved
BILLIARD TABLES
in nee. They are of the "Brunswick"
make, and give the best satisfaction te
players. His bar supplied with the
choicest ,,.)
WIIIS, LIQUORS AM CIOABS.
Corner of Washington aveaue and St.
Germain street, opposite the Central House,
ST. CLOUD, MINN.
*16nl
Powel
Dealer* in aBkinda of
SHELF /mi^WErWY
Iron, Nails, Class,
BLACKSMITH TOOLS,
Agricultural Implements,
GENUINE
O I MOWS.1
TIN, COPPER BHEBT.IB0H WARS.
Barbaak Powell's Block, St. Germain
street.
vl4-n»6
ntlTlOaaTO CainlDiTOKg.
In the matter of the estate ot Kaaey W. Allen
tig •Bawl
Notice is hereby SJIVM that the Judge of the Pro
bau Court of SCettsnortoty hae flxeofnpon tha Srat
Moadav of aaeh asst every Saeath fcr the next six
•aonthe.and tha Proeasa oaV» in said eonaty, aa the
time* and place when aad where he win recelre,
hear, and adjust alt daises of alt persons sgaiaet
3 ftgy' •»d that six months aars been Umlt
^TL*.4* V,??Ltor "wdttors to present their claims
agaiaat aald eatata.
the 80th day of Jane. UTS.
J**"*4* ljl.AIWOW,l»*wtor.
...
MINNEAPOLIS.
TaeaameaglTfatathlseolnmn are those or the
largest and at*** honaaa la their IST
araUiass of eesiaces la MlaeeepoUs.
Miniieapolis Bag
A O
W A
sneosssoa TO
BULLARD & MILLER,
Manufacturers of and Dealers in
Cotton and Paper Flour
Sacks, Burlaps,
—AND—
G:ROQ"EER,TT B-AC3-S.
36 Wasningtom Areaae,
MINNEAPOLIS, MINN.
I N N E A O I S
MARBLE WORKS,
G. W. HERRICK,
Dealer ia
4
AMIBICAN 1KB IORIIGN MABRLI,
HEAD STONES AND
MANTLES.
NlcwUet St., Betwee 3d 41h.
MINNEAPOLIS, MINN.
Werk iet pp la St. Cloud and vicinity
without t^tm charge.
BARNARD & CLARK,
Furniture Manufacturers
M1BNBAPOLIS, MINN. S -A
Tko saaaeribere bogJonv* announoe to
they are prepared tofiUall orders for
Hist Class Fnrsirtrf!
PROMPTLY a AT LOW PRICES.
A new price list will be issued to the trad*
about the first of July, and special efforts
will bo made to. make their establishment
Headquarter* for the Dealers throughout
the Northwest.
CUSTOM WOBI DONE TO OBDIB.
BARNARD a CLARK.
Factory 4th Street, East side. Warerooms
6 Centre Block. v!4n48
BOND'S RESTAURANT
AND
EUROPEAN HOTEL
I S N O W O E N
no. is waiaiifGToii AVRIVUE,
MINNEAPOLIS, MINN.
M. GASFARD'S
A O E E A
Tha undersigned has taken the Hall an
St. Germain street, near the' corner Of
Jefferson avenue, and has fitted it up ia
first-class style. His friends will always
find the best qualities of
Wines, Liquors and Cigars.
fresh Beer Constantly on Tap.
BSrGive him a call.
M, GASPABD.
St. Cloud. May 1,1872.
J. W. METZROTH
Has removed his
Clothing Store,
'orroann THIOIBTKAL aonan.
Stat* MEZBOTR'S IS THB PLACB.
A large sleek of th eflnest
CAS8IMERES,
BROADCLOTHS.
and all kinds
Gent's Furnishing Goods
always on hand.
nijr METZBOTHRTS THE PLACB 1
QEKTLEMEN' S SU1T&
made at
MBTZHOTH*S
ia the latest
•EW TOM* LMOOl AID PARIS STTiES
PIONEER WAGON SHOP
Monttfaeturtr of
PABM AND FREIGHT WAGONS,
LIGHT WAGONS, BUGGIES
CUTTEBS, SLEDS, ftoj
All work made from the very best mate
rial, and fully warranted. Prices reason
able. Parties needing anythingin myline
will do well to give me a call.
Special attention paid to REPAIRING
W. WEARY
Lake Street rear of Montgomery A West'
E A A E 5
GOETTEN & TROSSEN
Offer to the public, at Beepner's old stand,.
on St. Germain street, everything in the
Una of MBAT, lnoluding,
BVeaHn a
dfc a
laaon, tBanaatye a
O A?o,»u
at as reasonable rates aa any atand in ths
'oUf.! ii^ja
Give them a call and sea for yourselves.
81. Cloud. Feb. 4th, 1878. vl5n
PURE LAKE ICEI
We are prepared to supply families, ho
tels, saloons, etc., with pure
A E I E
in any desired quantity. Ice will bo de
livered every day at your door. Leave or
ders with
n47-tf DOBB A MAB8HALL.
Cheap Carpet Hall of the
State.
l*a*a Stock Constantly en Head.
:-. J. MATBIBS
»8trs«t, Psil, MJnaeMU
3Js&siiit. ^.w-vtVh.:. _v:
ST. PAUL.
thaaasMS gtvan In tabaolnnia era thoaa of the
l»*S08t and aaaet reliable aeniss te their
Nveralilaas of batlnamlnfitJaal.
a is ~'.
DAIRY GOODS OF ALL KINDS.
Send for Illustrated Catalogue.
MERRELL RYDER,
Manufacturer and Wholesale aad Retail.
Dealer in Fancy' Pure,-
E S A N O A S
Commission Dealer
For the sale and parohase of.
FURS, ROBBS, SKIN8, BIDES, GAME,
Ac, fte.
Ra. 53 Jacauaom street, St. Fani.
v!5nl9tf
A E A
STRONG &ANDERSON
Manufacturers and Dealersin
Carpets,Oil-Cloths, Mattings, CurtainMa,
erials, Upholstery Goods, Wall Paper
Bedding, Window Shades, Feathers, &o
Hoe San amd S»A Third Street.
ST PAUL...'.:-• MINNESOTA
QUINBY & HALL
a a
62, 64, 65 and Robert Street,
ST. PAUL, MINNESOTA.
Vl4n47-ly
Importeraof
CBOCKEBT ANB FBENCH CHINA.
a a Wmite in a
•. Detoratad in a
Sold Insets or eeparatoly.
Fine Qlattware, Table Cutlery $ Plated Ware.
109 Thir Street, St. Pawl
maySO-lr
ST. CLOUD
MARBLE_WORKS
JOSEPH HERSCHBACH.
BKAtKB IH
Monuments & Gravestones
Aleo, Contractor for all hinds ofx
Stone Cutting to Order.
St. Germain street—two doors east of the
Catholic church. n27
C. BRIDGMAN,
Dealer in
I XT IsJI E IR/ S
at th* Mills. Lower St. Cloud
St. Cloud Quadrille Band
The undersigned will furnish first-class
music for Balls. Special attention given^to
supplying private parties, with from two to
five pieces, as may be desired.
Charges reasonable.
GEO. E. FULLEB.
St. Cloud, Sept. 7thi 1871.
N orXhlsjsolvjLtlon.
Notion ia hereby given that the copart
nership existing between the undersigned
under thefirmname of "J. F. Bell A Co.,"
is this day dissolved by mutual consent.
J. O. Mcuonnell is alone authorised to re
ceive money due the late firm, and to re
ceipt for the same.
JAMES F. BELL.
JOHN 0. MoCONNBLL.
Dated 8t. Cloud, Minn., July 6,1878
UKITIB
STATIS DISTRICT COURT
—DISTRICT OF MINNESOTA—ss.
The undersigned hereby gives notion of
his appointment as Assignee of Charles H.
Eauffmann, of St. Cloud, in the County of
Stearns aad State of Minnesota, within
said District, who has been adjudged a
bankrupt upon petition of creditors, by the
District Court of said District.
All persona indebted to said bankrupt by
note, account or otherwise, are requested
to make immedfate payment.
NATHAN F. BABNES,
of St. Cload, Assignee
July 7th, 1878. 8w
N O I E
Notice ia hereby given that the under*
signed has been designated as Assignee of
Peter J. Limperieh, who has assigned for
the benefit of his creditors.
AB persona indebted to said Limperieh
are notified to make immediate payment
to N.F.BARNES,
ST. CLOUI). MINNESOTA. THURSDAY, JULY 24, 1873.
Assignee.
Dated, St. Cloud, Minn., July 6,1878.
julyl0-8w
E 8 A
STBA7BfD
from MainePrairie, about the
first May, a BSD 8TBEB, three Tears
old, urge, white spotted, with large horns:
A liberal reward will be paid for the return
of the animal to F. Kimball, at Maine
Prairie, or te the undersigned at St. Cloud.
JOHN RILEY.
St. Cloud, May 26,1878. may29-tf
FOR SALE.
-A. QOOID JFAtt%fi:
five miles this side of New Munioh. For
sale cheap and on easy terms. Inquire of
JOHN VANDER8LUIS,
jun26.2m St. Cloud, Minn.
ALL
ORDERS FOrt
JOB PRINTING
PROMPTLY FILLED
AT THIS OFFICE.
DPW1BD.
Pp from tha sToaasr WartA,
TaatinK thy toMan viag.
There where the snwks whirled.
There whorethe Brisk are swirled.
Mount thou, mj soel, aad Sing.
Where, for thy comenay,
Strain of a thonaand rills
ltlaa, from snnllt lea,
niaes from sn-kisMdfeea,
Blaea from thonaapd hllla.
Odors offlower*,this day
Steeped In the morning dew,
Speed with the winds away.
There with the windstostay,
Olad in the upper blue.
Mount thou, my thought, and sing
Hiffuintheaaara. There
Biien, shslt find each thine
Lilted on golden wins
Borne on the blithesome atr.
Birds are there, and the bright
Mnnnnrous life ofthe wood
Burnished gold and the white
8tarry glitter of light
riaahfromthe "sltrer brood."
Thither all songs aua cent
Sang the wide world around
Lore on sweet instroment,
All of life's merriment
That may be winged with sound.
Bweet thought, be thus uplift—
Up through the greaser air,
Therewith the clouds that shift
Hither end thither, drift
free from this lower care.
—CSrittutn VMm.
MT STeRY.
BT OHBI8TIAN BKID.
I
CBAFTER IV.
"Go back, Sylvy 1" I said, catching
her arm. "Go back Ton are too late.
Uncle Kendall is dying!"
"Djin* or not, Miss Beryl, I*m com.
in' to him!" nho answered, sternly.
"Ton nor nobody else shall keep me
back when I've got to speak for her
that's gone, and the helpless orpbio
she let'. It's no thanks to you heard
about him," bbe added, fiercely, "an'
it's not ypn shall keep me away now."
"But be is dying'—he is speechless.
What good can it do
"SpeechleBS or not, be shall bear ole
Syivyl" said she. "You might as well
stand out o'my patch, Miss Bervl—
I'm oomin' in The Lord has sent me
to speak for them that has nobody else
to speak 'or 'em—and I am goin' to do
it!" ..'' ',
"No, yon are not going to do it!"
said I, between my set teeth. We were
•tending face to face in the door*way
—I tell and strong! she small and frail
—and, as I snW those words, I put a
hand on each of her shoulders, and bore
her back. It was so suddenly sad
swiftly done, that she had not time to
resist or protest. She gave way like a
reed, and I whirled her—how, I hare
not an idea'—through the anteroom in
which she stood clear across the pas
sage, and into sort of nondescript
house-keeper's room, where Aunt Ken
dall mostly sat. There I deposited her
in a chair.
"You shall not go in there to disturb
dying man and make a family scandal
before all those strangers!" I said then
—slightly breathless myself. "The wo
man is dead—you know that—and the
child shall be cared foi better than he
would ever have done. That ought to
satisfy you!"
"But it don't satisfy me I" cried she.
as soon as she could find her voice. "It
don't satisfy me—an' it neyer will sat
isfy me 1 Every thing ought to belong
to him—the blessed chile—an' not to
yon nor that sweet-heart of yours neith
er. It's sin an' shame to see him 'at
has aright to be here, turned- oat-for
them 'at has no right—an' so I'll say,
as long as the Lord gives me breath
"Yon area most unreasonable old:
woman!" said I. "Did I make Unole
[Kendall leave his fortune away from
his grandchild? He knew, he had a
grandchild, didn't he He hasn't, left
it to me, if that will,gratify yon."
"Then he's left it to one with lets
rigbt than TOO," said she, sullenly.
This I did not choose to notice. "Go
back to your boose," I said. "Yon are
talking folly. The child shall be eared
for, I promise yon that!"
"I should Bke for him 'at has aright
to promise, to tell me that," she said.
"You shall not go near him I" I
cried but as I spoke the door opened,
and Ross walked in.
At the first sight of him I felt my
heart die within me. Somehow I knew
what was coming then. If I had had
my senses about me, I should have
gone forward at once to meet him and
draw him from the room I should
have told him the story first myself at
any cost but, at the moment of emer
gency, my self-possession deserted me
—as self-possession mostly does when
it is needed—end I stood pale and si
lent, while he crossed the floor sod
came up to me.
"My darling," he said, taking my
hands, "it ia all over. Be is dead 1"
"Lrte •aloTI, with a gasp. Fool
as I was and horrible as it may sound
to those who discreetly bury in sflenoe
the involuntary emotions of theirIhearts
this news came to me with thrill of
relief. I do not remember that I even
tried tope sorry that I even gave one
thought to the oheerless life that had
ended—to the sinful soul that had
gone. I only thought of Ross. What
ever I had done, the result was gained.
He was master of Kendall now. None
could gainsay that last will and testa
ment signed and witnessed scarce an
hour before.
"So he is dead 1" said I, shuddering
a little. Then I drew my hands from yon,"
the kind clasp which held them, nnd
walked over to where Sylvy stood.
"Yon hear that I" I said, ion low
tone. "Now go 1 Afters while I will
speak to Mr. Kendsll, and every thing
•hall be done that is right but yon
mast go
I could not help a certain Imploring
ring in my voice despite its tone of au
thority and this she caught.- She gave
mo a quick glance of mingled surprise
and defiance out of her keen black
eyes..'.
"I'm much obliged to yon, Miss
Boryl,V she crid, dryly "but I'll speak
to the new master myself, since I didn't
git louve toj speak to the ole one."
"Sylvy!" oried I, griping her dress
as she strove to pas* me.
But she bioko away and walked up
to Ross, who was standing on tlje
hearth-rog, look too surprised at (his
scene.
"I ax your pardon, master," said
she, dropping her old-fashion ed courte
sy, "but Miss Beryl's bin a tellin? me
that ole Mass Kendall's left all his
property to you and I thought I'd
make bold to come an' tell yon that
bis daughter's a lyin' dead in my cabin,
an' that his grandchile's there too, with
nobody to see after him but an ole nig
ger like me."
i'Wbat said Ross. It was leant
wonder that he was startled. Such
news at snob a time would have been,
likely to startle any man. .'
"Are yon madV' he asked, when the
statement had been repeated. "What
is' the meaning of suoh a story as this
Has she been telling it to you.
Beryl?" he went on, turning to me.
"If so, what does she mean?"
"I means what I say," answered
Sylvy for my tongue clove to the roof
of my month. "Go to my house an'
look for yourself, if yon don't believe
me, or ax Miss Beryl here. She ean
tell yon, nr she seen Mass Kendall's
daughter efore she died."
"Beryl I" said Ross. There are no
words in whioh 1 oan express the ming
led amazement, incredulity, and ap
peal of his tone. Then, after a min
ute's long silence, "Beryl, what does
she mean? What falsehood or absur
dity is this? Your uncle's daughter
died long ago."
3
"She died this evenin'!" cried Syl
vy, with energy, before I eould speak.
"Them that said she died long ago was
har3,that wanted whatshould a bin hers.
She's a lyin* in my cabin dead this min
ute. Send old Mis' Kendall, send Mr.
Collins, send Dr. Barton. They nil
knowed her when she was young. Let
them say if it ain't true, and if I'm a
liar!"
Her passionate, vehement voice car
ried conviction with it I saw that in
his face even before I heard it to his
voice, when, alter a sbort pause, ne
said, sharply
"If this is—if this can possibly be
true, why did you not come and tell it
before your master died
"An' how wsa te know that he
was a dyio' ?—how was I even to know
that be bad got baek home she ask
ed. "Nobody was goin' to come an'
tell ole Sylvy. Miss Beryl, she know
ed who was in my cabin, but instead of
sayin' a word fur 'em, she turned me
back from the door when I come to tell
ole master myself."
"Beryl!" said Ross again. This time
it was a hoarse ory, and, turning sharp
ly away from the woman before him, he
came up to me.
/'Beryl!" be said, taking my hands
and gazing at me with passionate, wist
eyes, whiob seemed to pierce my soul
"for God's sake, tell me—is this true
What could I Bay I do not think I
would have hesitated to lie, if lying
would have served any purpose but,
even through the mist of my reckless
folly, I had sense enough to know that
facts were too strong against me for
that resource. I had instinot enough
to feel that ill wished to make «tter over and that ia one of them.
shipwreck of Ross's love,and respect,
had only to add deliberate falsehood to
criminal silence. Therefore, I eould'
only look at him—at the faoe I loved
so dearly growing white and stern be
fore my gase—with piteous, imploring
eyes, oonaoions the while that my heart
was rising into my thioat—so young a
heart, 0 Ross, and so untaught, that I
sometimes think yon might have been
more patient, even with its deceit!
I saw that he read my answer in my
face, and that be would ask no other
then. He dropped my hands sudden
ly, and, turning away, walked back to
Sylvy.
"Come I" he said to her in a hard,
cold voice. "Let me go and prove this
story of yours I"
She followed him readily enough,
and they passed out of the room togeth
er—leaving me alone. For a moment
I stood bewildered, Had Ross left me
like that Ross!—for whom I had
done every thing Then I rushed af
ter him—overtaking him in the passage
"Ross," I cried, catching his arm
imploringly, "what are you going to
do ?—why should you care so much for
this pews? The will is sate. Every
thing is yours!"
He turned and looked at me. I
think sometimes that in my grave I
shall remember that look. Then he
shook off my hand.
"Go baek, Beryl," he said, in a
strange sort of voice. "I will come
to you after a while—bnt go b«ck
BOW."
"Roes, I—I should like to go with
"It is no place for yon," he said.
Then lie led me—gently, but alas! not
tenderly—back to the room I had left,
closed the door, and went his way.
For a minute I was stunned. Then
-i-well, I do not remember much after
that until I seened to rouse out of a
wild passion of sobs to find Aunt Ken.
dall steading oVer me, a glass of cor
dial in her band, and an awed, fright
ened look on her meek, commonplace
faoe.
Of what she said I have little more
recollection than if her words had been
water and my mind a sievo. I only
remember that she had been sent by
"Mr. Kendall" to look after me, to pot
me to bed, and to see that I rested—
and that I refused absolutely to be
looked after, to go to bed, or to rest. I
demanded to know where Ross was
but when I heard that he was superin
tending the removal of the dead body
from Sylvy'a cabin to the manor, I ask
ed no more. I only turned with a look
that hushed even the garrulous com
ments on her lips.
"I oan hear none of that now," I
said. "Go to bed. I shall wait here
till Ross comes. He cannot be long."
But he was long—wearily, terribly
long. Shall I ever forget the watches
sf that terrible night I did not dare
to seek him again after the repulse I
had received so could do nothing
but wait—paoing the floor moat of the
time in fevered restlessness, and listen
ing with heart-siok expectation toevery
step whioh. souuded in the passage, to
every one of the sounds with whioh the
old house seemed full, the strange tide
of life whioh Death always brings in
his. train. It must have been very
near daylight when, overoome by ex
haustion and weariness, 1 fell asleep in
a large chair before the fire and, when
I waked with a start, Ross was stand
ing before me.
He looked pale, haggard, and very
grave, I thought, as the morning light
streamed over his tace but his first
words were full of concern for me.
"Beryl," he said, "is it possible that
you have been here all night
"Yes," answered I, looking at him
blankly, numbly, as it were. I remem
bered every thing perfectly—as per
fectly as if I had not slept—but some
bow my passionate emotion had all
died away, and a great apathy had come
over me instead,
^Bot why did you do such a tiling?"
asked he, bringing a shawl from an
other part of the room and wrapping it
around my unresisting figure. "It is
enough to. make you ill. I thought yon
had gone to bed long ago."
"Aunt Kendall came for me," I said,
"but I did not choose to go. Yon said
yon were coming book, and I—I
thought I would wait."
"But did you think 1 meant you to
wait for me all night?" he asked.
"How could you be so foolish It will
surely make you ill."
"Oh, I am strong," said I, with a
little weary shiver. And God knows
this was true enough, else I should
have died long since of sheer pain and
hopelessness.
Then for a minute there was silence.
Ross stood and looked at me. I est
and looked at the dying fire. The cold,
gray day-light streamed in through the
unshuttered windows, a cock was orow
ing in the yard without I even re
member that somebody walked across
the floor of the room overhead, and I
speculated vaguely concerning who it
was. Then:
"I did not expect to find you here,"
Ross said, abruptly. "I came in for a
little quiet—for a little time to think—
bnt perhaps it is as well that we should
understand each other at once. I have
something to ask you. Beryl"
"Well!" said I, faintly I knew
what was coming, but I scarcely
shrunk. Only—it is a good thing to
think that there are some minutes of
1 life which we shall never have to live
"Well," he eohoed, after a second—
and his very lips seemed to grow, pale
with the effort of Speaking—"I want to
ask if it is true, this horrible story,
that, yon knew—you, Beryl—of the
dying daughter who had come to seek
her father's protection for her child,
and that,, standing by that father's
death-bed, seeing him bequeath bis for
tune to a stranger, yon uttered not one
word to him of the heir who was
so near—of the grandchild whom he
was wronging so deeply by suoh a
will?"
"Haveyon not Sylvy's word for it?"
asked I, gathering myself together in
the ohair, and gazing steadfastly at the
embers on the hearth.
"Sylvyawordl" he repeated. "What
is Sylvy's word to me What is the
word of anybody in the world in com
parison with, or arrayed sgainst yours
Beryl"—he came suddenly forward
and took my.passive hands into his ea
ger clasp—*'say something to a ITell
me it is not so I Tell me that it is a
lie or a mistake tell me that it is any
thing sooner than true, and God knows
I love you so well that I shall believe
yon in the face of every proof against
you i"
Even yet I hear the thrill of implor
ing passion in his voice. Even yet
my tears fall heavily to realise how
much he must have loved the woman
to whom he spoke like that. Poor
Ross! It was hard on him when my
dull, mechanical answer came—spoken
as if I eared so little for the pleading
his pain.
1or
"But I cannot tell you any thug
except that it is tree—quite true. I
•..
NO. 2.
knew the whole story, and I said noth
ing!"
"Bnt why Why did you not speak
even to me?"
I shrugged my shoulders a little.
Suoh question seemed so foolish.
"Beoauae I wanted the will signed," I
answered.
Then be let go my hsnda—suffered
them to drop out of his clasp as if he
had no longer need or care to hold
them.
"You acknowledge that 1" he said.
"You—such a mere child—to love
money BO Tou to plot it in such a
manner as this!"
This charge, from the very bitter
ness of its injustice, stung me out of
my apathetic calm.
"I thought of you!" I cried out—
"of you only, of yon all the time! I
wanted the fortune tor you, Koss. How
can you think I wanted it for myself?"
"How can I think otherwise?" be
asked, coldly and hardly. "It is true
you secured the fortune to me, but
was it not because you could in no
other way secure it to yourself Do
you fancy I do not understand now
why you only consented to marry me
when yon heard that the will depended
on your doing so, and that, without a
will, the property would go to the heir
at-law I was fool enough to think
yon eared for me then. I did not un
derstand who the heir-at-law was, you
see, or how your only hope of gaining
the estate was to sacrifice yourself to
me. I have thought it all over until
it has almost maddened me!" he went
on, turning away, and beginning to
pace the floor with a quick, restless mo
tion. "It seems so impossible—and
yet it is so plain! Such a ehi'd—and
with the very faoe of an angel—to hive
learned the lesson of her sex so soon
and so well I And 7, who should have
known better, to be so entrapped," he
added, with a low, nnmirtbful laugh—
"2, who had known my mother, and
that other woman who looked at me
with eyes almost as frank as yours, and
jilted me to marry another man when
she fouod that I was poor. Unhappi
ly, you cannot do that!" he said, stop
ping again before mo.
"Ross!"said I, hoarsely. My lips
seemed dry and parched. It was like
a horrible nightmare. Roes to believe
that I only married him to secure the
fortune! 1 could almost have laughed
at the grotesque absurdity of the
thought.
"How yon shrunk from me," he went
on, "when I first spoke of our immedi
ate marriage! I cannot forget that
gesture—it was full of greater signifi
cance than a hundred words. Then—
afterward—how you forced yourself to
the sacrifice because it wss your only
road to wealth And now, with all
your youth and all your beauty, you
are tied to a poor man I"
"Ross," I cried, "arc yon mad
what do you mean The will!—you
said the will could not be set aside 1"
"Hxcept by the legatee," he answer
ed, coldly "but I have already in
structed your uncle's lawyer to draw up
the necessary papers for making over
the estate to its rightful heir."
"Ross!"
"You are shooked, no doubt," be
said, still more coldly. "But even for
your sake—though I pity you from my
heart!—I cannot aocept a bequest
which is so palpably unjust!','
Shocked I I was stricken dumb and
motionless, rather. Such a thought as
this had never occurred to me for one
moment. I had fancied the will to be
final and unalterable, and now—for
Ross to talk of giving up all that I had
secured to him! I could not speak—I
ooold scarcely think! My very heart
seemed to stand still.
"Set your mind at rest about your
own condition," he said,after a minute,
in a kinder tone—pitying, perhaps,
my white, stunned face—"I will secure
a sufficient portion out of the estate to
make you independent—-suoh a portion
as your unole would no doubt have left
yon—and settle it on yourself. That
mnoh, at least, I can do for yon."
For me 1 As if I oared for myself—
as if I had thought of myself in what I
had done!
"Ross," I cried out, "do you know
that you are killing mo by suoh cruel
words as these! What oan I say to
make yon believe that I—I thought on
ly of yon I don't pretend to excuse
what I did. Perhaps it was very
wicked but I was never taught any
better. I did not thick there was any
harm in being ailent but, if there had
been harm, I should have done it for
you."
"I do not doubt it," he said,' bitter
ly, "since, in doing it for me, you did
it for yourself. Nay"—almost fiercely
—"do not try to make me believe any
thing else! Yon have duped and
fooled as long enough with your lovely
face and you wistful eyes. My God,
are women always false 1" he oried oot,
passionately. "Is there not one of
them true Is there not one of them
who will aot make a plaything and a
tool of a man's love I It one could
have hopod for truth in any, would it
not have been in yon, Beryl and yet
how false and mercenary your own acts
prove that you are
I gated at him dry-eyed and mute.
What eould I say to suoh words as
these? Looking into his white, pasv
sionate faoe, I felt that all was over
with.me—that no protestations could
ever build up again his shattered trust
In his eyes, I had schemed not to en
rich him, but to enrich myself and
had used his passionate love only as the
mesne to such an end.
I see you will not believe »e," I
said, piteously, after a while, "but I
did not think of gaining the fortune for
myself. I thought only of securing it
to you—that yon might not be forced to
go baek to China."
"You were very kind," he said, bit
terly. "It is hard on you that I shall
need to go back to China, after all."
He spoke with a sarcasm which I
should have been quick enough to feel,
only in theterrorof his words it passed
ae by unheeded. All my lethargy fled
then. I sprang to my feet, and, going
up to him, caught his arm.
"Ross," 1 gasped, "how osn you
frighten me so horribly 7 Bow can you
say such a terrible thing You are
not in earnest—yon cannot mean thslt
you are going back to Chios 1"
"Do you care he asked, suddenly
takiog me into his arms. 0 Beryl, if
I could but believe that you did! O
lovely face, why are you not true 7 O
Hweet lips, why must I fear that your
very sweetness is tricking me?"
"Roes, Ross, stay 1" 1 cried, clinging
to him passionately. "O Ross, my
darling, say what you please to me, be
lieve what you please of me —only
stay!"
"But I am a poor man, Beryl," he
eaid, more gently than he had spoken
yet. "How can I stay
Then the devil prompted me to cry
"But the fortune O Ross, the fortune
If you keep that you need not go. And
it waa left to you—Uncle Kendall left
it to you! He never meant for you to
give it up I"
Fool and thrice fool that I was!
Looking back now, I think that, in an
other moment, my tearful eyes, my
clinging arms, would have prevailed
over his resolution to go, and that he
might have consented to stay if those
words had not uodone all. He drew
back as if they had stung him un
twisting my arms, and putting me
from him with a faint, scornful laugh.
"See how easily I am duped!" he
said. "See how wrong your uncle was
in saying that my poor father, was
weaker than 1! A few tears, a few
glances, and I was ready to believe in
you again, Beryl, till yen show me that
you are thinking of the fortune—not of
me! Till you prove that you are only
intent on tempting me to dishonor, I
see I must go," he said, after a minute.
"I am not so strong as thought—I
cannot trust myself with you. At least,
net until all is done that must be
done."
Then, not willingly, but as one who
yields to a temptation too great to be
resisted, he took me in his arms and
kissed me many times—ah, Ross, did
you suspect, though I never, that it
was for the last time ?—then, putting
me into the chair where he had found
me, turned, before I could utter a word,
and left the room.
Left the room, do I say? Rather,
passed from my life—passed so utterly
that,from that hour to theone in which
I write, I have never looked upon his
face again.
Later in the day, he left Kendall, to
accompany the lawyer to Exford, where
he found a telegram from his employ
ers summoning him on urgent business.
After signing the necessary papers for
resigning the estate, he obeyed the
summons at once. A week later, he
sailed for China. Before me lies a let
ter which he wrote me on the eve of his
departure. It is cold and full of busi
ness detail—though breaking toward
the end into a tenderness beyond his
power to restrain—but, if you glance
at its worn and yellowed pages, you will
see that they ore stained with the signs
of my tears, salt as the sea and bitter
as grief. Such as it is, I do well to
prize it, better yet to weep over it, for
it is my sole token of the love of one
who sailed away thinking that he left
behind only a woman who had deceiv
ed him, and who never reached the dis
tant Chinese port where her passionate
letters—poor letters! I have them, too
—waited for him through many a long
day.
And so my story ends. At least in
all save my moments of madness, I
think that so it ends. But the fate of
the ship in which Ross sailed was nev
er known, and I—sometimes I am still
weak enough to hope, to dream, I
know not what, of wild, improbable
things. Not long ago I read a poem
which seemed the voice of my own
heart. It is called "Returned—Mis
sing," and is by Miss Procter, I think.
One stanza I cannot forget:
"Not that I dream or Ciney,
Ten know all that is past
Xarth has no hope to gire me,
And jet—Time flies so tut
Thatallbut the impottible
Might btbrcmoht back at tatt."
MANGEL. WTJRZKL,.
Mr. Dey of Wisconsin recently said:
"The mangel wnrzel beet I think the
best of all roots. It will take nearly
four pounds of seed to sow an aore in
drills, and there oan be raised on an
acre from 600 to 800 bushels. I plant
in rows or drills two feet apart' and
cultivate with a horse. Last year I
planted one-half of an acre and raised
300 bushels. I think I would have
had more if I had not ridged my
ground. I am done ridging for root
crops. 1 planted three kinds, the yel
low globe, white sugar, and yellow
vooid. I think the white sugar and
yellow globe the best. I think there
is no root that eqaals the beet for feed,
especially for milch cows. They cause
a great flow of milk and there is no
bad flavor to the milk. They are ex
cellent for sheep that have lambs be
fore the grass starts in the spring and
to any farmer who has 80 acres of land
I would recommend him to plant at
least 2 acres with roots whioh will cost
but little more than the same amount
of corn and yield double the profit.
—To prevent a cow holding up her
milk, it is claimed that all that is nsed
fnl is to give the cow something else
to think of—feed bran, roots, or some
other palateblo food, while milking. In
Holland the practice is said to be to
lay a cold, wet cloth over the animal's
bank.