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A R~ovnancs rue: 1110 stfr l wjr: / . ia U 4, SYNOPSIS. Enid Maitland, a frank, free and un apoiled young Philadelphia girl, Is taken to the Colorado mountains by her uncle. Robert Maitland. James Armstrong. Kaltland's protege, falls in love with her. Weersistent wooing thrills the girl, but she dtates. and Armstrung goes east on business without a definite answer. Ild hears the story of a mining engi neer. Newbold. whose wife fell off a cliff and was so seriously hurt that he was oompelled to shoot herg prevent her be I eaten by wolves pmile he went for help. Kirkby the old guide who tells the story. gives antd pe ot letters which he says were f41]hd on the dead woman's body. She readg the letters and at Kirkby's request keeps them. While bathing 14 mountain stream Enid is at tacked by a bear, which is mysteriously shot. A storm adds to the girl's terror. A sudden deluge transform brook into iging torrenat, which sweeps Enid Into gorge where she is rescued by a moun taan hermit after a thrilling experience. Campers In great confusion: upon discov Ing nid's absence when the storm breaks. Maitland and Old Kirkby go In search of the girl. Enid discovers that her ankle Is sprained and that she is un able to walk. Her mysterious rescuer earries her to his camp. Enid goes to sleep Ia the strange man's bunk. Miner caoks besaktat for Enid, after which they so on tour of inspection. The her mait tells Sid of his unsuccessful attempt to finad the Maitland campers. He admits that he is also from Philadelphia. The hermit fall in love with Enid. CHAPTER XIV. (Continued). HaviRg little else to do, she studied I the ma, and she studied him with a i warm desire and an enthusiastic pr. I dispesition to find the best in him. 1 She would not have been a human girl 11t be had not been thrilled to t the very heart of her by what the I man bad deme for her. She recognised I that whether he asserted it or snot, he I had established an everlasting and I indisputable elaim nupon her. The, circumsntaces of their first meeting, which, as the days passed t did not seem quite so horrible to her, i and yet a thought of which would I brfg the blood to her cheek still on the Instant, had In some way turned I her over to him. His consideration of her, his gltcious tenderness to- t ward her, his absolute abnegatlon, his evident overwhelming desire to pleasq I her, to make the anomalous situation I In which they stood to each other I bearable in spite of their lonely and I onobserved Intimacy, by an absolute I lack of presumption on his part--ell those things touched her profoundly. Although she did not recognise the fact then perhaps, she loved him from the moment her eyes had opened in the mist and ratn after that awful battle in the tornrt to see him bend lag over her. No sight that had ever met Enid Maitland's eyes was so glorious, so awe Inspiring, so uplifting and mag aifleast as the view from the verge of the clif to the sunlight of some bright winter morning. Few women had ever enjoyed such privileges as hers. She did not know whether she Iked the winter crowned range best that' way, or whether she preferred the snowy world, glittering cold in the moonlight; or even whether it was more attractivre when it was dark and the peaks and drifts were only light ed by the stars which shone never so . brightly as juset above her head. When he allowed her she loved to stand sometimes in the full fury of the gale with the wind shrieking and sobbing like lost souls in some toy Inferno through the hills and over the pines, the snow beatin upon her, the sleet cutting her face I she dared to turn toward the storm. Generally he left her aloao in the quieter moments, but In the tempest he stood watchful, on guard by her side, buttressing her, proteting her, sheltering her. Indeed his preseces then was necessary, withoet him she could scarce have maitained a fotting. rhe force of the,wlnd might have hurled her down the mountain but for his strong arm. When the cold grew too great he led her back carefully to the but sad the warm fr. Ab, yes, life and the world were both beautiful to her then, in natgt. in day. by seualight, by moonlight, In calm and storm. Yet it made no di. tfreae what was spread before the wmean's eyes, what glortous picture wa eKhlblted to her gase, she conld not look at it more than a moment without thitingy of the man. With the most fuelaastln panorama that the earth's surface could spread be fore bumea vision to engage her at. tetion, she looked into her own heart and sw there this man' OhQ she had fought agni, , t s rt, but lately she had ! d d Ia t. She loved him, bshe ki,. ::,! g And why pot? What Is it that wo.m- i ean lovw i meal Strength of body? ti She could remember yet bow be had ti carried her over the mountains in the h sdst of thetorma, how she had been a so bravely apborne by his arms to his a heakrt. bShe renlsed later what a task a that had been, what a feat of strength. a The uprootintg of that sapling and the h overturniag of that huge Ortnly were ehlM's play to the long portage up the almost Impueable roaon and a moataln side wbich had brught hoer a to thw dear haven. b was tt strengath of character she r saes hrt. remslutk. determinato? a - This ma ed deliberately withdrawn p beat the wrtd. brled himsel in thi g setas, sad had stayed there deaf a to Ute alrsleg call of man or wroma; d bhe had bedt the eournatge to do that. Wau It rengtr h of mind she ad mtrid? tid Mattland was no mean I ju~g ao the mental powers of her d eqmsetansee be was just a fIol of | e ade rtlE at thejo o then uas a av pa L(wuaa shld be, but she | **t betntrt1ed by ad throws li tk t ia ·t m t wethae h "u , issy w m ad at nce .: n 1 Of amso the iD cpid jsi ''~"~~u~~~wrL1~-l· i him by, and of such he knew nothing. but he could talk intelligently, inter estingly, entertainingly upon the great classics. Keats and Shakespeare were his nost thumbed volumes. He had graduated from Harvard as a civil engineer with the highest honors of his class and school and the youngest man to get his sheepskin! Enid Malt land herself was a woman of broad culture and wide reading and she de liberately set herself to fathom this man's capabilities. Not infrequently, much to her surprise, sometimes to her dismay, but generally to her sat Isfaction, she found that she had no plummet with which to sound his greater depths. Did she seek in him that fine flow er of good breeding, gentleness and consideration? Where could she find these qualities tetter displayed? She was absolutely alone with this man, entirely in his power, shut off from the world and its interference as ef fectually as if they had both been abandoned in an ice floe at the North Pole or cast away on some lonely is land In the South Seas, yet she felt as safe as if she had been in her own house, or her uncle's, with every pro tection that human power could give. He had never presumed upon the sit nation in the least degree, he never once referred to the circumstances of their meeting in the remotest way, he never even discussed her rescue from the flood, he never told her how he had borne her through the rain to the lonely shelter of the hills, and in no way did be say anything that the most keenly scrutiniing mind would torture into an allusion to the pool and the bear and the woman. The fineaes of his breding was never so well exhibited as in this reticence. More often than not it Is what he does not rather than what be does that indicates the man. It would he folly to deny that he never thought of these things. Had he forgotten them there would he no merit in his silence; but to remem ber them and to keep still-eye, that showed the manl He would close his eyes in that little room on the other 4U -ý 1 .. i.., ,A,. S v S t l o e 4 She Lovedl to Stand In the Full Fury of the Gakls. side of the door and see again the i dark pool, her white shoulders, her I graceful arms, the lovely face with :ts crown of sunny hair risinz above the rushing water. He had listened to the roar of the wind through the long nights, when she thought him asleep If she thought of him at all. and heard again the scream of the I storm that had brought her to his I arms. No snow drop that touched his cheek when he was abroad but I reminded him of that night in the I cold rain when he had held her close and carried her on. He could not sit I and mend her boot without remem- i bering that white foot before which 4 he would faln have prostrated him self and upon which he would have pressed passionate kisses if he had I gives way to his desires. But be kept I all these things in his bert pon dered them and made no sign. Did she ask beauty in her lover? .h, there at last hbe failed. Accord- a lng to the enacus of perfection he i did not measure up to the standard. I His features were trregular, his chin a trtle to square, his mouth a t thought too Ira, his brew wrinkled a a little: but he was good to look at for 1 he looked strong, he lookedt cean and I he looked true. The. was about a him, too. that slap; t ractkesl - cdme7sy that mea who en do tilass always have. You led at hes and i -ag lt sure that what he miatoek [. that he would accomplish, that de r- cision and capability were incarnate it in him. * But after all the things are said d love goes where it is sent, and i1 I, at least, am not the sender. This woman loved this man neith It er because nor in spite of these t qualities. That they were might d account for her affection, but if they had not been, it may be that that af fection, that that passion, would have 4 *. Inhabitated her heart still. No one I o can say, no one can tell how or why I t those things are. She had loved him O while she raged against him and hat ed him. She did neither the one nor the other of those two last things, r- now, and she loved him the more. d Mystery is a great mover; there is d nothing so attractive as a problem we e cannot solve. The very situation of i. the man, how he came there, what n he did there, why he remained there, f- questions to which shb had yet no n answer.. stimulated her profoundly. h Because she did not know she ques . thned in secret; interest was aroused It and the transition to love was easy. a Propinquity, too, is responsible for > many an affection. "The Ivy clings s. to the first met tree." Given a man t- and woman heart free and throw r them together and let there be decent a kindness on both sides, and it is al r, most inevitable that each shall love a the other. Isolate them from the r world, let them see no other compan. o ions but the one man and the one a woman, and the result becomes more s Inevitable. I Yes, this woman loved this man. I She said in her heart-end I am s not one to dispute her conclusions- that she would have loved him had . he been one among millions to stand a before her, and it was true. He was s the complement of her nature. They differed in temperament as much as s in complexion, and yet in those dif I ferences as must always be to make Sperfect love and perfect union, there - were striking resemblances, necessary t points of contact. I There was no reason whatever why r Enid Maitland should not love this man. The only possible check upon her feelings would have been her rather anomalous relation to Arm-i strong, but she reflected that abe had d promised him definitely nothing. When she had met him she had been heart whole, he had made some Im pression upon her fancy and might have made more with greater opportun Ity, but unfortunately for him, luckily for her, he had not enjoyed that priv liege. She scarcely thought of him ' longer. I She would not have been human it her mind had not dwelt upon the world beyond the sky-line on the oth er side of the range. She knew how those who loved her must be suffering on account of her disappearance, but t knowing hereolf safe and realizing that within a short time, when the j spring oashe again, she would go back to them and that their mourning would be turned into joy by her ar rtval, she could not concern herself very greatly over their present feel ings and emotions; and besides. what would be the use of worrying over those things? There was metald more atractive for her thoghts close at t hMad. And she was too Mretully happy to entertain for more thea a mome t any sorrow. C She platured .ea te r A atesw aa ser b asa .me W she t0trket Solar kto derllw3sa . alm P e rea s luved weal be hr Le i, a the church's blessing would make them one. To do her Justice, in the simplicity and purity of her thoughts she never once thought of what the world might say about that long win ter sojourn alone with this man. She was so conscious of her own Inno. cence and of his delicate forbearance, she never once thought how humanity would raise its eyes and fairly cry upon her from the house tops. She did not realise that were she ever so pure and so innocent she could not now or ever reach the high position which Caesar, who was none too rep utable himself, would fain have his wife enjoy! CHAPTER XV. The Man's Heart. Now, love produoes both happiness and unhappiness, but on the whole I think the happiness predominates, for love itself if it be true and high is 1 The Dark Face of His Wife Rose S*for. Him. Its own reward. Love may feel ittef unworthy and may shrink even from the unlatching of the shoe lace of the beloved, yet It joys In its own ezls enos nevertheles. Of course its greatest satisfaction It in the retua, but there is a sweetness even in the despair of the truly loving. Enid Maitland, however, did noet have to endure indifference, or fight against a passion which met with no response, for this man loved her with a love that was greater eves than her own. The moons In the trite apbor ism, looks on many brooks, the brook sees no moon but the one above him in the heavens. In one sense his merit in winning her afectioa for him self from the hundreds of men sbe knew, was the greater; in many years he had only seen this one woman. Naturally she should be everything to him. She represented to him not only the woman but womanknlad. He had been a boy practically when he had buried himself in those mountains, and in all that time he had seem no body lIke Enld Maltland. Every ar gument which had been exploited to show why she should love him could be turned about to account for his passion for her. They are not nesess ary, they are all supererogatoryb. dle words. To him also love had been born in an hour. It had flashed ainto existence as it from the Sat of the Divine. Oh. he had fought against it. Liki the cremites of old he had been scoarged into the desert by remorse d and another pasnlol. but time had done its work. The woman he irst loved had ministered not to the spir Itual side of the man. or if she had so ministered In any degree it was be cause he had looked at her with a glamour of inexperience and youth. t During those five years of solitude, of study and of reflection,. the truth had gradually unrolled itself before him. Conclusions vastly at varianud with e what he had ever believed possible as to the woman upon whom he bad first bestowed his bhert, had got into his being and were in soltion there; t this present woman was the preelpitant Swhich brought them to life. He knew now what the old appeal of his wie had been. He knew now what the new appeal of this woman was a In humanity two thlgs In lMe are inextricably Interminged, bedy and soul. Where the hefunction of one be 1 glns and the function of the ether r ends no one is able to eay. In .3 human passions a5e iam m. Sthe earth earthy. W e hors tho oesa of old- Adam s , wo are res the sees of the 1ew. Pasargs r complex As it bahqet te a tares erow together atil. the f i rmFafeainmr aee n d & i m i i i wi i l i i wno mos "With my body I thee worship," and with every lbre of his physical beiag he loved this woman. It would be idle to deny that, im possible to disguise the facts, but in the melting pot of peasulo the ore p6aderant Ingredient was mental and spiritual; and just because higher sad holler things predominated, he bld her in his heart a sacred thing. Love is like a rose: the material part Is the beautiftul blossom; the spiritual factor is the fragrance which abies In the rose Jar even after every leaf has tad ed away, or which may be enpressed from the soft petals by the hard ar cumstances of pain and sorrow until there is left nothingl but th9 lingering perfume of the fower. k His body trembled if a)o laid a hand upon him. his soul t.lrsted for her; present or absent he conjured before his tortured brain the sweet ness that Inhabited her breast. B had been clearsighted enoagh In an. flsIng the pat he was neither clesr m sighted nor ooberent in, thinking of ' the present. e worshiped her, e could have thtwna himself upen his Shases to her; It It would baye added I to her happiaes. she oomld have I killed him, smiling at her. Rode she i the Tuggranat car oat the aelest t Idol, with his body, weld be h ave an t hesitatngly pared the war mad have a been glad of the privilege He longed Sto ompass her with sweet obsse Servancee. The world revenged tselt I upon him for his long negleot, it had Ssummed up I this one woman all tos I charm, its beauty, Its romanSe, and Shad thrust her Ito his very arms. His was one of those great passions I---------- How Bethlehem Was Named Prty Utory r sue unpOn or - d Pemsylvanla City, New In. dustrial Cemter. It was not unattilg that Bethle the center of missoary esterprise Iand odl service should have the name of the birthplace of the Chrit But the name was givesn t under doebly fittng aspices. In Dseember. 1741, Count Slsadorf, the friend and protector of the Moraslans tn lato, came to visit them. The ortiginal log dwelling sheltered both the people and the cattle. It was in this bose that they were slttiag on Christmas eve suddenly cb t taonendtrf arose and led the way put the partu tloa to the part where the attle were stabled, and there armnd the mangers they sang Christmas songs. After that they. could think of no name quite so ittng as Bethlehem. SBut t spite at church Institutions j Bethlehem Is so longer a religious community. It is industrial. With the c co of ndustry have eome eonad. Stons do wtich Dvid Nltsehmana. f isnder of Bethlehe, never dreamed. SIt wasn't as mple at the lid ; brotherhod when. 190*. Afve mn t were discharged bense they had r nigd a petitim t tthe manaoment I of the Betlehem Steel eorporat Sasking for the eliaitdos of Smaday l t was't an eample do broth s rboed when in i another m wasu , I disebarged Or avedlas 4aday work. r ad eaYenmittie that prtete an then age dmarge-cJeba A. lPtch, in The svei. I eTa sU w mas ar 'eb ete. 1 a ias a e stele estate sa OW s 1 I which Illuminate the records of the . past Paolo had fat loved Fancesa more Oh. yes, the woman knew h loved * hor. It was not lt the power of sme tal msa no matter how Iron his re straint, how absolute the Imposition of his will, to keep his heart hidden, his passion undlclosed. No one could keep such things secret, his love for Sher cried aloud t1 a thousan ways. even his look whea be dared it tlra his eyes upon her was eloquent of his feollang Heo over saol a word hw ever, he bel his ps at least fettered and bound for hM beollwed that homer and Iti obligaties weighed down the I lance upon the contrary side to whie.h ih tncllunatls lay. He was not worthy of this woman. In the lrnt place all he had to of ter her was a blood stained hand. That miht have been overcome I his mtnd; but pride In his self p Ishment, his resolution to withdraw htmaself from man ad woman satu such ttime as ed completed his a platIoe aad slSed his M oeptan- e ef the penitet by taking away his lif, held his inezorahly. The dark face of his wife rse be fore him. He forced himef e to tnk upo her, she had loved hi, she had given hi al that she eould. He r muberethow sho had pleaded with hm that e take her that last and most dangerous of Journeys, he deo tien to him had been so areat she omm anot et i go out ot her sight a moment, he thought fatuousrly And he killed her. In the oueer turmea of his bratan he bleed himself for evrap thing. Heo ould not be tbla to his purpose, faslo to her memory. a worthy of the passion In whichb e be lteved she had bed him aad whidh he beleved he had iaspired. It he had Woe s t In the world, atar her death he mnt have forgot ten most at theo things, be might have lived them dows. laser dene or views would have coe io bo m. tIa morbid sef reproese and self oon iclousess would have been chaaged. But he had lived with them alone for eve years and aow there was ano pu. fa them ases. one ar u pmds le on tMaps that mary seesrssrll agt asanst lovera onareos him. pe emold not give way. Io wasted o. ever time bo was In her presnseo he lenged to aoa e her is b Moat se cru. her hism mars sd end her head back and po lips of ar hd upis. But Mhe am prea heml him bar. now loe thed eaontiue t an erese dodon ever himt Weuldm the time come wheo his palsan rise lag like a seN weId thunder upon these artitelal embkmakaents o his soul, beat them down and sweep them away? At urst the disparity between halMr situctioms, not so much upon soeueat of family or of prpety-tihe tree ures at the moustalb hidden orae creation be had disovered and let be -but because of the youth ad poa tm of tei wmen" eampered io is owd ifature years his deoperse a -pirea sand his seoa witrdrawrl I had ruenorcesd his determnults to live and love without a asi. But he had tok samce got be ed thde. d he boee free he woul have tpkns her like a vikia u ol, if he ha to pluck her from amid a thoamad swords and carry her to a begar's hut which love would have traedto balaea Iad she would have einm with lam on the same eadltons. (to as OOTIrnrs) with hLs wiff, a aia et Paul I. stackh who ana the ds tmde iseYr It "Thle whem he diafted the oep stitatims sad by-lwss at the Mealm Help smetatles, retails the New TYrk t Sue It mestlasbg the tswldest. .wverybod bustges bet my owa." was th motto at the msodsets. Um. dr the bad, "Deomraties at Pup ~s" appeared this pasrmaph: "The wmmbrs at tis , S·*s. r reosalsht that ther are realms ladeddelo sam rrueblutoe d~a lt fs r t the staspt mai to grasp, peMetra sa tully expla , have isored as sodatioa for the speale purpose at t the ladividual members may base the advantae or ever oty eth- er e*s o opinteo em arll otvable es tions affectin his or her persooal vwe. are, btllevirt that bt so dolsng they wtl add the variety which Is the spies t ilta" Cenmen le New Vbrk. The rtagr It NOw York uwas sta t tied b the clsags a sa mbeIeams bell. The asabllae s steppe at the dsu door a s eha and theattemi t ato hurriedly etred the building with ther sther. Bat there was a as ow, as oes la. a "What's the emtsnntr" the sram- t w asked & math v a "Thiers as eglsemI." the latter t rspl/Ui. "A sant lady has shot as slthy dgsalemme. That's alL" f and he hadresd aless.--asrebad Mae leawve U m 4 mat brewght h le tlre asset It lesetnr Me., m a *hre aet rseer, whre saled by the Juige to I,-e s maio oadi "a l e o s , Baes" the fder reted his . bv "ew bare as te agIrV he atm. *etms" wM uw ile. "Aol '-in am stw t .ý ta OLD ENSLIS QUAINT , DURHAMtt DATES SACK TO Merrington Kirk, * tiquity, Is Intereslt let Through a Grueeom HN London, nglanod. and interesting oh dating beck to aisog Merrlngton, a strong crowns a hill to the rltnton in Durham old, straight-backed it contains, as well and elves, carved upon r root beams, just n Swhich look down uap some with protrading with a hideous aindows and the g tiquity, all tend to tht strueture that curtainC which infallibly marks of bygone Merrinton Kirk is another respect. for It ' the tomb of the man gibbeted and the County of Durham. as follows: re are Ie th. John, is" snd Pue S wh were mu JaU ir Andrew Ms, their F or wbich ae wa chasinn IL Reader, remember, e ehlwn And sldoeep tin w w "Whose shedeth man 5 lhalI blabtoeb. "t he t ds waest tea toward the etas teem" setury red 'odilgig method of empldyed we reprlnt count of the traged the tim of the murder, S "A aed ruael tetd y a boy about t$ . age, mare rarryhm las Thersdmy might. by report, when the of dotes a youes the house, and two 'ki i by this boy with knck'd tyin in ye heal, their thrats, ose yt Sre bed about 10 or 11 Sother daughter was to Candtmas After he s dalhter, being about a lbtt, lat, bher sht it of 11 years, beilag drafd her out of beas SalIms. This same t Mile.y, auaged L bett mere Parry bill r a I. a tler into tthe hoe a l1 twafe. Malze M or to tne sk or h --d aatw , sense ofer b.er tubea Stoes blt the oL tilgd. Mildtio, ,.r eue to en old.t wa i prr aa tIts a.sdt hanged aod for ward, utr a ballt wbae the peage ate It *UOVIES" III e Y k Pletree WIII be UIee to Teseh nlaayv N York.-The about to be iatrodesel rooms at New York sehoels. During the pWs e bly halls of severald The principals have buee Uslwastc. The motho able to reader the In geography sad hl *. leon has perfected bht Stag placture machine, able for the home and Wie's l'lood Sat Baltimor.--Harry H. ball player, has the s wite, Mrs. Margaret A a of Johns Hopkins I to thank for his lifae I hide oa the operating s artery attached to his arm, her blood Sewed i the dass with whoa she sa bear trnsfusiMo atgara Pails. N. 1 pmI boy. her twm Bwas born the oler day was sixteen, sad i her of triplets. LI Ughbththe two