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The Minister's Wife By MRS. HENRY WOOD CHAPTER XIV.— (Continued.) The guests departed at the sober hour of 11, and Lady Grace immediately pre pared to go to her dressing room. The dean had been making up his mind to tell her all. "Grace, don't go up just yet. night, Gertrude ; run on, my dear," he said. "Ryle !" uttered Lady Grace, as the door closed ; "you are not well. I am sure of it. Something must be wrong. What were you doing when you were out of the room so long to-night?" "Yes, Grace, something is wrong. It seems," he added, with a ghastly face, "as if I should almost die in telling you Oh, my wife, how shall I tell you that I have been an embarrasesd man for years, and that now the blow bas fall en." Good of it. "What is the blow?" "I am arrested. I must go to prison to-morrow morning." So little was Lady Grace familiar with "arrests" and "prisons," that she could cot at once comprehend him ; and when she did so, the popular belief seemed to be in her mind that a dean, so enshrined in divinity and dignity, could never be made an inmate of emotion passed, they sat down close to gether on the sofa, and Grace poured forth question upon question. 'Ityle !" she suddenly exclaimed, "you had an advance from the bankers a day or two ago. two hundred and twenty pounds—-don't you remember? I came in writing it. "It was the last check they cashed— the last they would cash, not for myself." "For whom, then?" "Well, I had to give that check to Cy ras to get rid of a little trouble, not much, Grace ; as a drop of water to the ocean." a prison. The first I saw you draw a check for as you were Is that all gone?" The money was It was Whether ns a drop, or a bucket, It seemed to freeze Lady Grace. "Cyras !" she ejaculated, scornfully. "What right have you to help him when you cannot afford to do it? I shall tell Cyras what I think of his despicable conduct. "Don't do that, Grace. The trouble was not Cyras'. He has not had a shilling from me. He got the check to extricate another.' "Another?" echoed Lady Grace, look ing at him. "It was not—Oh, Ityle! it 6urely was not Charles?" "l'es, !t was," said the dean, in a low sad tone. "He got into debt, and Cyras took my check to Oxford to release him. No one can lie more repentant than Charles is; I do not think it will happen again. was drawn into it by others. I had the nicest possible lettpr from him this iug; he says it will be a life's lesson to him. I believe it will, leave Charles' affairs for mine, ever It was not his fault : he inorn There—let us Grace. this blow will kill me." "If you went to prison it would be quite enough to kill you ; but that cannot be thought of. As a last resource, money, I sny, must be raised on my property." "My dear, I thought you knew better than that. It is yours for life only, and then it descends to your children. The lord chancellor himself could not raise shilling on ir." Lady Grace started up. "Why, where are you going?" he ex claimed. a "To my brother. A cab will take me there in safety. lie must manage this. Now, don't attempt to stop me, Ryle; what harm could I come to? If you are afraid it might do so. come with mo." "I wish I could. I am a prisoner." "A prisoner !" she ejaculated. "Here, In your own house?" "I may not quit it, except to exchange It for a prison. Rut, my dear, listen to reason. You are not likely to find your brother at this hour of the night ; perhaps he is not even back from the races." "I shall go and find him now," she persisted. "Ryle, how much are you ar rested for?" "The sum that I am arrested for is about four hundred pounds, that this crisis has come, I shall not es cape without making arrangements to pay all I owe," added the dean. But now 'And how much is it in the whole?" "Close upon five thousand pounds." Grace looked upon him; he was sit ting back in the large chair, as it seemed to her, gasping for breath, much the confession had shaken She saw how him. Running across the room, she kissed him fondly. "Don't distress yourself, my husband. Henry will see that all comes right. I'll make him do so." So Lady Grace went alone to the earl's residence in Piccadilly. He was not at home. Ilis valet thought he might be at the club. Away to the club went Lady Grace. Tlie enrl was there. Lady Grace sent a message, which the porter took in and delivered. "Why. Grace, what's up now?" cried Lord Avon, as he approached the cab. "Is Berkeley Square on fire? Baumgarten made primate of all Eng land?" "Come Inside, Henry, for a minute; I want to speak to you. The dean's arrest ed for five thousand pounds." "Where's he taken to?" "He is at home. They have gone out of their usual way," she said, 'and allowed him to be at home to-night ; a man is there, and will take him away in the morning. Henry, it must not be ; you must come to his aid. Will you go home with me now, and talk things over with him?" "No," said the earl; "I can't to-night. Or is V hat with the day s racing and the din ner.after it, I am tired to death; fit for nothing. I'll be in Berkeley Square the first thing in the morning, and I 11 get j Baumgarten out of the mess If I can, for I like him. Good-night. | I.ad,\ ttrace returned home. She was entering the drawing room when the but 1er, Moore, came suddenly out of it to meet her, and closed the door in her face. ; Ilia usually florid complexion had turned yellow, and he spoke in a flurry. Oh, my lady -not in there, please. 3 he dean is taken ill, that s the truth. I thought your ladyship had best not see him. She waved him aside in her willful manner. But at that moment Cyras came out. lie had just got back from Oxford, and it was his arrival which had brought about the discovery that something was anjiss with the dean. "I am going for a doctor, mamma." said Cyras, and leaped away. Lady Grace went in, and Moore followed her. Loaning back in a low easy chair,al most at full length, his head resting on the back of it, lay the dean. His face was white, his mouth was open, but his eyes were closed, as if in a calm sleep. Nevertheless, there was that in his face which struck terror to the heart of his wife. She touched the faithful old ser vant on the arm and cried aloud. "Yes, my lady," he whispered, believ ing that she saw as well as he, "I fear it is death." Lady Grace knelt down, and clasped her hands round her husband. In that moment of distress, what cared she who was present? She called him by endear ing names, she kissed his face, she be sought him to speak to her. But there was no nnswering response, and convic tion told her that there never would be again. Never in this world. Cyras came back with a doctor; curiously enough, it was Sir William Chant. A small mercy this, •for Sir William was able to testify to the cause of death, thereby avoiding an in quest. The dean had died from disease of the heart, brought on by the evening's excite ment. And the world, next day, was busy with the news that the Very Rev. Ryle Baumgarten had been gathered to his fathers, and that the rich deanery of Denham, richer in those days than in these, was in the clerical market. CHAPTER XV. It was not an ordinary match ; It was something quite out of the common way ; but Mary Dynevor was a girl out of the common way also. Not, however, as re garded beauty; in that respect she could not compete with her sister, Grace, or with her brilliant friend. Gertrude Baum garten. She was a ladylike girl, with a pale, serene face, very much like that of her sister, Cyrilla, whose love had been blighted ; her hair was of a rich brown, her eyes were violet blue ; she was quiet in manner and calm in speech. That was the best that could be said of her, and .vet it was certain that some unusual charm did attach itself to Mary Dynevor. In the past year, when abroad with Lady Grace Bnumgarten, Mary had made the acquaintance of Everard Wilmot, an attache to one of the Continental em bassies. and the son of Sir John Wilmot. Exceedingly to her own surprise, ho had asked her to become his wife. On the impulse of the moment she went, letter in hand—for he had made the offer in writ ing—to Ludy Grace. "What am I to do?" she asked. "One word, Mary. I)o you dislike Mr. Wilmot?" "I like him very much, and I esteem him greatly." "And yet you come to me and demure ly say, 'What am I to do?' Go away with you. you shy, foolish girl." So Mary accepted Mr. Wilmot. Never theless, she felt half conscious that if she had had the courage to search out the hidden secrets of her heart it might have told her that her love was given to Charles Baumgarten. Some few years had elapsed since the sudden death of the Dean of Denham. It was a terrible shock, that, to his wife and children. Ills affairs were arranged by the help of Lord Avon, Cyras and Charles both doing also something toward it. A small sum of monej\ left to the hoys by a relative, but of which the (lean had enjoyed a life interest, they had at onee sacrificed. Cyras had returned to New Zealand. lie was still in the same shipping house there, Brice & Jansen's, and held a good position in it now. He had not visited England a second time, hut wrote occasionally. Sometimes his letters would contain a pretty-looking lit tle check for Charles or for Gertrude. Charles had done well at Oxford ; had taken honors and gained his fellowship, lie was called to the bar, and lived at his chambers in Plump Court for econ omy's sake ; now and then staying for a few days with Ills mother in Berkeley Square, Lady Grace's residence. It was February by the calendar. Judg ing by the wind, one might have called it March, for dust whirled in the streets and windows rattled. But Miss Dynevor's drawing room in Eaton Place was cheer ful with its fire and wax lights. Dr. Dynevor was rather in the habit of call ing it "my town house" when speaking of It, hut it was his sister's and not his. His name was really Maude-Dynevor, though he was rarely called by it. Some people dropped the one name and some dropped the other. His wife's family name was Maude, and when he married her he had had to take it in addition to his own. Whan Dr. Baumgarten was made dean I of Denham Dr. Maude- Dyne vor was out of the prebendaries of the same cathe dral. The word "prebend," or "prebend -ary," was then almost universally used for the higher dignitaries, "canon" rarely. Two or three years later Dr. Dynevor was made prebendary of [ When Lady Grace Baumgarten return-1 ed from her visit to the Continent and resigned his daughter Mary into Dr. Dynevor s charge and laid before him Mr. Wilmot's very handsome proposals, Dinner was over and all were In the drawing room except the subdean. On one of the large old-fashioned sofas sat Jtj ss Dynevor in her flaxen wig; her head had drooped on to the qofa pillow and she wa3 fa8t nslw , p . On another sofa sat the three K , rls , n R half-circle; and. perched on one of its arms was their brother Richard ; on the other arm sat the young man who had dined with them, This was Charles Baumgarten. Near ]y sjx-and-twenty years of age, not very txxl 1, but stately and handsome, he was the very image of what his father had been as a young man. Richard Dynevor was little and insignificant. "Isn't it a shame !" suddenly exclaimed Regina Dynevor in the subdued tone they had adopted for their conversation. "She says her limbs are getting bad again, and that she can't chaperon us to-morrow night !" "Regina," interposed Grace, in a tone | of sharp reproof ; although Regina was the eldest, and she was the youngest. "I declare that she said it," returned Regina, the whole party having imper ceptibly glanced at the opposite sofa. "We were In her dressing room just be fore dinner. 'My limbs are getting bad again ;' those were the very words she used." cathedral Oldchurch, and quitted Denham. the subdean was intensely gratified, and was anxious to see his future son-in-law. "Very possibly ; but there was no ne cessity for you to repeat them, not alone." "We are," said Regina. "Who's Char ley Baumgarten? Nobody." "Nobody, Charles. We are 1 ! I ful of strangers present. She says any thing that comes uppermost in her mind." , "Like papa," carelessly spoke Regina. | "Yes, but what is proper for papa is unladylike for you." returned Grace, who laughed Richard ; What else did as you say, interposed "Regina's tongue will be the bane of her life," cried Grace. "Of course we are used to Charley, but it would have been all the same had there been a room liked to set the world to rights. "Go on, Grade," "Keep them in order. Aunt Ann say?" "Nothing. I hope it's not true, though, ! that she is going to be ill. kept prisoners, as we were last season." "I'd rather run away then put up with it," protested Regina, fiercely. "It's not rheumatism but temper from which 1 she Is suffering." Charles Baumgarten laughed. "It is quite true. Charley ; even you don't know her yet. 1 protest that it was half and half last year; a little rheuma We shall be ! tism, and a great deal of cross-grained fractiousness. If she does have this at-1 tack, mind, I shall have brought it on. Little Archdeacon Duck called this morn mg "Archdeacon Duck—who is he?" inter rupted Charles Baumgarten. ''It's the girls' name for him ; she means Archdeacon Drake," explained Richard. "Let her go on, Charley." "Well," said Regina, "you all know how Aunt Ann has been setting her cap at him, thinking, perhaps, he might con vert her into Mrs. Duck the second. The little archdeacon was beginning with his foolishly complimentary speeches, and brought in something about aunt's 'locks, of which the weather, windy or wet, never disturbed the beauty.' 'Or if it does,' I put in, 'Aunt Esther can send them to the hairdresser's to be renewed ; she is more fortunate than we poor damsels.' " "Regina! You never said it!" "Indod I did. She looked daggers, and the archdeacon looked foolish. There's nothing she hates so much, either, as being called Aunt Esther. I was de termined to pay her off." vowed Regina. "She had driven me wild all the morning with her aggravations. And now I ex pect she intends to pay us off by having an attack of rheumatism." "A blessed thing for you girls if you were married and away," said Richard, cynically ; "but you'll never find another Aunt Ann. I don't know where I should be for pocket money without her. I say, girls, I think Wilmot has landed." "Then, if so. he'll be here to-night," said Regina, "and Mary is as cool over it as a cucumber ! One would think-" The subdean entered. Regina cut short her speech, and Charles Baumgarten slip ped off his perch on the sofa and took his seat decently in a chair. In the presence of Mr. Dynevor his family put on their best behavior. Whether they felt who it might be can not he told. The silence of expectation was on all, and their eyes turned to the door as it was thrown open. "Sir Everard Wilmot." Dr. Dynevor and his buckles bustled forward with his right hand stretched out. A warm greeting to the subdean, a quiet greeting to Mary, holding her hand for a moment only, an introduction to the rest of the party, including Charles Baum garten, and then Sir Everard sat down. "Look at Mary," whispered Richard to his sister Regina. "Is she fainting?" Regina started up and turned to her. Mary's whole frame was shivering, and her face had turned of a death-like white ness. But she was not fainting. "It will be over in a moment," she murmured to Regina. "Don't notice me, for the love of heaven! Talk to them —do anything—stand before me—draw attention from me." And soon the color j ' by j I . enme back into her face again. (To be continued.) Rhubarb should not be eaten "gouty' or rheumatic people. I r ?! -Theaters in Spokan J [ reserved for any of the following at tractions by writing Charles M*ehl maBi manager of the Spokan* theater, semi ' lBB remittance as a guarantee, Price8 e from B# centa to $1.60. 1 | Visitors to Spokane can have seats New Shows Coming t* Spokane. March 12—"Buster Brew*." March 13-14—Murray & Mack. March !•« —"Uncle Tom's Cabi*." March 18—Rosenthal (pianist). March 19—Florence Gale. March 2*—Black Patti. March 21-22—Blanche Waise in "The Straight Road." March 23-24—George Primrose Min strels. March 2525—"Forty-five Minutes From Broadway." March 28—Creston Clarke in "A Ragged Messenger." March 30-31—"My Wife's Family " Buster Brown. The attraction for next Tuesday and Wednesday and Wednesday mati nee at the Spokane theater is Buster Brown. This will be welcome news for the little ones and the big ones as well. The current edition of this musical comedy, which is said to be almost entirely new, will show the ap parently innocent and guileless Bust er in a number of new pranks. Tige, the dog, still continues to be an im portant factor in the fun making. Uncle Tom is Coming. "Uncle Tom's Cabin" is to be pre rented by the Stetsons at the Spokane theater on March 16. The management claims to have thè only real expçn 1 sive cabin on the road at the present time. The advance sheets state that ! the cabin and the rest of the produc tion cost $35,000. I The management also claims to have improved a great deal on the ^.ginal production, adding many new , ldCJas aml giving it an air of novelty. | plished. but it is possible that dear old Uncle Tom of "foh de wah" variety has been remodeled into the up to elate colored gentleman of the city. No change is announced in little Eva. It is not staved how this is accom ! 1 0 - < ' 'b e year, sale at seme of the music stores to Rosenthal, Great Pianist. Rosenthal, the great Russian pian ist, will come to the Spokane theater Sunday night, March 18. under the di rection of Miss Ella Greene. Rosenthal paid a very successful visit, to Spo kane eight years ago. New York crit ! ics say that he is playing better this year than ever before, and that his ap pearance was one of the musical treats Tickets will be put on morrow. This will be the last of the musical attractions offered by Miss Greene this season. The first glass factory in the United States was built in 1780. Grenoble, France, probably factures more ladies' kid gloves than any other place in the world. Paris, Chaumont and Milau are also largely engaged in this industry, Percussion arms were used in the United States army in 1830. Blanche Walsh. Planche Walsh is making a success in Clyde Fitch's newest play, "The Straight Road," in which she will be seen at the Spokane theater March 21 22 She comes directly from her long run at Astor theatre, New York, for a brief tour. Wherever she has appeared the reception of the play has been equal to that given on Broadway. "The Straight Road" interests, but preaches no sermon. While it is largely a story of low life, it yet. has scenes placed among the higher classes, and there is practically an even division of atmos phere in this respect. It is vital with goodness. "Jolly American Tramp." The happy go lucky tramp will ap pear on the stage when Manager U. D. Newell presents E. E. Kidder's com edy drama, "A Jolly American Tramp," at the Columbia theater this week, be ginning Sunday. At the Columbia. A breezy and up to date vaudeville entertainment is promised for the com ing week at the Washington. Each act on the bill is said to smack of novelty, and the comedy portion pro nounced in its refinement and genuine mirth producing effects. The bill will also show another dog act. "Herbert's dogs are for the first time making a tour of the circuit, and for skill and remarkable training they are said to have few equals," states the management. "There are 20 dogs in the troupe and each one has his work to do. The one that will perhaps be admired most for his cleverness is a little fox ter rier that successfully loops the loop. He is the only known dog that can per form this difllcult feat." Rev. Charles Hart Is Dead. St. Louis.—The Rev. Charles Hart, age 87 years, one of the oldest retired Presbyterian ministers in the country, died at his home in Webster Grove Sunday. C. manu SPOKANE. Who!e8ale Prbduce Prices. Vegetables—Cabbage, $2 cwt; cran berries $12 bbl; potatoes, $1@1.10 turnips, $1.26 cwt; onions, $2 celery, lettuce, 65c; parsnips, $1.25 cwt; cwt; carrots, 75c@$l cwt; 75(g) 85c doz; hothouse rutabagas, $1 cwt; cwt; sweet potatoes, $3.75 cwt. Apples—Cooking, $1®J.25 box; Jon athan, $1.50; Rome Beauties, $1.5(1; Baldwins, $1@1.50 per box; pears, $1.20@1.50 per box. Nuts—English walnuts. 17<3>17%c lb almonds, 22c lb; pecans, 25c lb; chest nuts, 20c lb; black walnuts, 10c lb; hickory nuts, 12%c lb; soft shell hick ory nuts, 15c lb. Grapes—Malagas, $8@8.50. Oranges—$3<g>3.50 box; lemons, fancy, $4.76@5 case; dried figs, 80@ 90c to lb box; figs in bulk, 7c lb; black figs, 10 lb package, 90c; Fard dates, 9@10c lb; golden dates, 8<g>9c lb; bananas, $2.75@3.26 bunch; raisins fancy, 12@13c; raisins, bulk, 10c lb; currants, 12^c lb. Honey—In comb, $3.50; strained honey, 9%c lb. Sugar—$5.55 per 100 lbs; beet, $5.35. Coffee—Common package goods, $17.40 per 100 lbs. Seed—Alfalfa, $15.50 cwt; red clover, $15; Kentucky bluegrass, $16.50@1S cwt; timothy, $5.50@6 cwt, white clover, $16.50@18 cwt. Butter and Eggs—Local eggs, $18 case; eastern eggs, $17; best creamery ter, 37c lb; cheese, twins, 17c; Wis consin loaf Swiss, 15c lb; limburger twins, 17c lb; Tillamook, 16%c lb. Wholesale Meat Prices. Beef—Steers, dressed, 7(£@Sc lb; cows, dressed, 6@6 1 / £c lb; mutton, dressed, 12c lb; pork, lO^c lb; hams, 16c lb; bacon, 17c lb; lard, 13c lb; dry salt extras, $12.25 cwt; dry salt backs, $12@12.60 cwt; veal, fancy small, 8@ 10c lb; veal, fancy large, 5%@6c lb; smoked salmon, 8c lb. Wholesale Feed Prices. Bran—$17 ton; bran and shorts, $18 ton; white shorts, $21 ton; corn, $1.30 <®1.40 cwt; cracked corn, $1.40 cwt; timothy hay, $22 ton; alfalfa, $18 ton; rolled barley, $1.20@1.25 cwt; new oats, $1.45 cwt; chopped oats, $1.60 cwt; wheat, $l@l.lo cwt; red shorts, $19@20 ton; grain hay, $18 ton. Prices Paid to Producers. Live Stock—Steers, $4@4.25 cwt; cows, $2.60@3 cwt; sheep, $3.50@4 cwt; hogs, $7.50@8 cwt; mutton, 8c lb; veal, 4@6c lb; veal, fancy small, No. 1, 7@8c lb; fancy large, 5@6c lb; pork, 8%@9c lb. Poultry and Eggs—Live hens, 13c lb; live spring chickens, 15@16c; live roosters, 10c; dressed hens, 15c; ducks, live, 14c dressed, 16c; turkeys, live, l»c; dressed, 20c; fresh ranch eggs, $10 case. H-ides—Green, 8c lb; salted, lc high er; dry hides, 17@18c; calfskins, green, 10c lb; kip, 8c lb; sheepskins, 50@$1.25. Creamery Produce, f. o. b. Spokane —First grade creamery butter fat, 36%c. Feed—Timothy hay, $20@>21 ton; alfalfa hay, $16 ton; oats, $1.30@1.32% cwt; grain hay, $16 ton; whole bar ley, 95c<g>$1.05 cwt; wheat, 95c@$l cwt. Vegetables—Apples, 76 c < 3>$1 beets, 75@$1 cwt; onions, $1 cwt. box. Wheat Report. Wash.—Bluestem, Tacoma, club, 69c; red, 68c. Portland, Ore—Bluestem, 71<g>72c; valley, TOc; club, 69@70c; red, 67@ 71c; HOl RAM'S HORN BLASTS. Warn ln« Notea («111 to Repentance fe the Wicked The man who re ally wants to do something for the Lord will not lack for a chance. Some give ae cording tg their means, and others cording to their meanness. j* ifl The love that Is blind is generally cross-eyed. Going back generally begins by look ing back. The man who would lead must be first to start. It don't make a sin any whiter to call tue a mistake. It is bard to find the line between bragging and lying. The man who commts his Lord will never find it hedged' Finding fuult with others is only a roundabout way of bragging on self. You can't tell who is iu the hearse by the length of the funeral procession. There are good sermons in stones, but it takes hard picking to get them out way to the up. It is a dishonor to be able to do a good work that ought to be done, and not do It Every man has something to do with making public sentiment, and public sentiment is the power that gives law Its life. The first iron steamship was built in 1830. The first steel plate was made la 1830 .