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THAT GIRL of JOHNSON’S
BY JEAN KATE LVDLVM.
Author of "At a Girl's Mercs." Etc.
Entered Acrotdint tn Art of C ongreM in thx Year IKor) by Street & Smith,
in the Office of the Librarian of Congress. at Washington. I). <
CHAPTER Xl.—Continued.
"I hope ho," replied one of the doc
tors gravely. “It Ih a severe case."
“Yea.” young Green said. A fui»-
row of thought appeared on his fore
head. He stood silent a moment, his
blue eyes meeting the black ones of
the doctor, squarely, us though he
would sec down Into bis very soul.
Then he passed from the room, noise
lessly dosing the door behind him.
For a moment ht; stood behind Dolores
poring over the bonks in the fire
light. She neither heard nor saw bltn;
she was tracing out one of the con
donations on the map before her, her
lips were parted ns though site was
smiling. The face of the watcher un
derwent many changes in the shor’
minute he stood there In the flickering
light and darkness behind her chair;
then he turned silently away and pass
cd out or the room without disturb
ing her. He took down his hat and
«oat from one of the nails in the room
and went out Into the storm as though
lto were dazed by some sudden start
ling thought!
By and by, when the nurse came out
of the room. Dolores dosed her book
slowly, as though with regret, and
gathered upsher hair, twisting It about
her graceful head carelessly. The
color and fire died out of her face and
■eyes as sin* arose to prepare supper.
Hut Mrs. Allen Interrupted her.
"Sit still. Miss Johnson," she said,
■cheerily, "and read your book, but not
by this light; I wljl fetch a candle."
She took down a candle front the
shelf and lighted It with a strip of
pine wood from the fire. She pulled
out the dean pine table noiselessly,
and set it; she cut some thin slices of
bread and toasted them before the fire.
When they were done to nn exquisite
turn, she buttered them deftly and
set them on a plate on the hearth
to keep warm. When all was ready
the nurse drew up the table and
placed It beside the fire, placing a
a ehalr for her.
"Come, child.” she said, gently.
The professional tone had left her
voice utterly; the girl felt a sudden
rush of tears that burned her eyelids.
They were the first she had shed in
her life as she remembered.
“It's a-dreary night." the nurse said,
cheerfully, taking no special notice of
the girl apparently. "The Arc bright
ens one like a merry face. I always
have a lire on stormy days If It Is pos
sible. My girl rails me Cinderella; 1
will tell you about my girl; I rail her
my sweetheart., her heart Is so sweet.
She has no mother.
"She Is an invalid," tlie mellow
voice went on; "she has been an In
valid for six years, and I have been
with her during that time. Dora Is
eighteen now. and I wish you could
see her. She is like a picture; some
times I believe I love ber ns a lover
would.”
Dolores knew ‘nothing of love or
lovers, but she listened quietly. Per
haps this woman would tell her what
love was.
"Dora has gray eyes,'-’ the nurse con
tinued. "Her hnlr is golden brown,
soft as silk, and long: arranging it Is
one of my greatest pleasures. She
has a beautiful home in New York, and
everything that heart could wish to
“It’s a dreary night.”
snake her lmppy; her father considers
her his richest possession, und he has
many possessions.
“Hut Dora has consumption, and a
short time ago her physician ordered
lor her a thorough change of air and
rwcommened the mountains. Her
lather lived here when he was a child,
and has a brother living here—or he
supposed he was living here; ho had
not seen or heard of him since he
started out at twelve years old to
make his way in the world, leaving
this brother the homestead, the patch
of garden and the shop. He worked
his way to New York, now at this
thing, now at that. His life is a mar
vel to me, and Dora Is never tired
of listening to him when he tells of
his life. He Is a rich man now with
his word as good ns his bond; hiy
*lrl is proud of her father, as well
she may be.
"As to his brother, he Ims not for
gotten him, but bo lost trace of him;
he leads a busy life with little time
tor hunting anybody's brother. Long
ago, when he began to succoed, he
wrote to his brother offering to help
him along if he cared to join him. b it
the letter was returned unopened. His
brother could neither read nor write,
and had no correspondence, or else
was dead.
"As to Dorn, she has hail all the
teac hers and masters necessary to afl
excellent education; she is an ex
quisite musician; her touch on tne
piano is like magic, and her voice is
soft and sweet, Hut she docs not sing
now. Her singing used to be ber
father's delight.”
A shadow fell over the face of the
nurse, and she was silent for a mo
mem. looking Into the fire with a far
away expression on her face.
The bedroom door opened noiseless
ly!. And she turned calmly in answer
to Ur. Dunwlddle's summons, every
trnce of emotion gone. She left the
room for a few minutes, and when she
returned her voice and manner were
quie'. as usual.
"Dora draws and paints very well,"
she said, resuming her scat and her
story; "she teaches several children
from the mission school. None of her
time’ Is Idled: she has her father's am
bitious spirit, and her life Ih full of
work in spite of the fact that this dis
ease ia slowly eating her life away.
"Each one of the* children loves her;
she sometimes tells me, laughing, that
she has so many blessings she cannot
count them. To hear her talk one
would never imagine the nights I have
held her up in my'arms that she might
breathe v.hlle she coughed her beau
tiful life away."
Dolores leaned forward, with lumin
ous eye; for the time she forgot her
lather, and the* dread awaiting for the
men to come to prove th<* malice pre
pense In the laming of the mare. The
world of willed) the woman told was
outside of her world; It was the world
of her dreams.
Silence reigned in the room for a
few minutes; the nurse arose and
drew the little half curtains across
the windows. When all was arranged
for the night, even to preparing a bed
in the corner on the settee. Mrs. Alien
drew her chair up to the lire again,
and resumed her story.
Dolores’ face* was troubled—her
thoughts had returned to her father, to
young Green and his efforts to save
her father somehow mixed with his
words lately uttered, of love and its
sadness; and of the trial that was to
come ofT as soon as her father was
able to go to prove She started
at sound of the nurse's voice and grew
white to the lips. This did not escape
the watchful eyes of the nurse. There
was little that did escape tier watch
fill eyes. • %
"Dora's father did not know whether
or not his brother was living." she
went on. "That the letter had been
returned uncalled for, went to prove
that he might be dead; but he knew
that his brother had no friends out
side of the settlement and was not In
the habit of receiving letters. That
he could neither read nor write still
left it possible that he was living, and
when Dora made known her wish to
come here, to see her father’s old
home, arrangements were made at
once. We arrived in the town over
the mountain yesterday. They are
stopping at Judge Green’s for the
present aud Dora sent me here at
once when Mr. Charlie wrote for help.
She said It was one of God's provi
dences; that he had arranged things
for us anti were only to obey."
The Interest died out of Dolores'
eyes. She knew nothing About God or
his providences; she had never henrd
either except as a wandering
preacher stopped at the settlement on
his way through the tnoutalus. and
was Jeered at by the men and listened
to by only a handful of women.
I The nurse leuned back so that her
face was in shadow, hut so that the
girl's face was full in her sight.
"Dorn had been in the town but a
1 day. yet she had found out a great deal
I that she* wished to know. Every one
I in the town has heard of your father.
Of you no one knew much excepting
.Mr. Charlie. He told my girl over
and over what he knew about you;
she never tired of bearing and planned
such pleasant things for you and your
father, and knows she will Jove you at
once."
Dolores' face was full of Wonder.
That any one heard of cared to hear
of her strange enough, but that Dora,
the beautiful, golden-haired, gray-eyed
girl from the midst of the marvelous
world of her dreams should love her
or wish to love her was beyond luy
comprehension.
"Do you not wonder, child." the
nurse said, slowly, "why my girl is
so Interested in you? Have you never
thought of this uncle of yours of
whom you have never heard or seen,
or wondered that he never came, or
let your father know he was living?"
Dolores' voice was unmoved, her
eyes still gravely questioning.
“Yes,” she replied. “I think if he
is living he is happy in his life, and
prefers to leave us out."
The nurse made a quick movement
as of indignation. When Hho spoke,
however, her voice was gentle, as
usual.
"Your father is not like his brother.
Dolores. You will not blame hint
when you see lilm. and Dora will win
your heart at once, us you have al
ready won hers. As soon as the storm
Is over they will come. Dora's father
is your uncle. Dolores, and they came
here on purpose to find you."
CHAPTER X5».
It. Effect.
A flush crept Into Dolores' face, then
died out. leaving her deadly white
The room grew dark around her; th*
roar of the storm died away—every
thing died away save the dim horror
in her heart and an ech6 that gr*-w
afltl grew until the air throbbed aid
tilled her ears deafening)}. What
would Dom say and think If *h*-
knew —ai.d of course she knew.
She endeavored to speak, to cry o - it
to struggle with them, but she wa
ns one struck dumb ai;d motionh -
with the dread words thundering la
her ears weirdly their terrible mean
ing:
“Every one has heard of your
father and could tell her of him be
cause of the trial that was to come
off—the trial—trial—your father
trial—"
“Child." the voire of the nurse
sounded leagues away, scarcely dis
tinguishable In the roar of words
around her. # "Ohild, what is the mat
ter? Why do you say nothing? A:-
you not glad to know It?”
"Glad to know It —glad to know It—
father —trial —know It—know It—"
The girl roused against the tcrrot
that was holding her down. She sat
erect, white faced, hut with a qolct
dlgnty that hid the tumult within
She lifted one hand and pushed l>a<-k
the stray soft curls from her fore
head in a dazed fashion.
“Surely you have no hard feeling
toward your uncle because he has not
come to vnur father before. You cun
“Do you not wonder, child?”
not blame him. His is not likte your
father's life. You should be Just. Do
lores—just, and not judge harshly.'
“His life is not like your father'.*
life —Judge harshly—Judge harshly—'
"Your father could have been such
another man as his brother had he so
chosen. You cannot blame your undo
for your lather’s choice any more that,
you can blame your father for youi
uncle’s choice."
“You cannot blame your ancle for
your father's choice—your father's
choice —"
The words rang over and over,
around, above and below, out of which
the half §cornful voice sounded far
away.
"Dora will be so disappointed; who
hns thought and talked of nothing but
plans for you. You will have all <he
advantages a girl could have, and it
will he your own fault If you do not
Improve them. This would be the best
time, too, when your father needs per
feet rest, and few around him. No
doubt he will be glad for this chance
tor you. if you are not for your
self.”
(To be continued.)
BRIGANDAGE IN ITALY’S HILLS.
Standing Rewards for Capture of Ban
dits Seldom Paid by Government.
Brigands are constantly giving
trouble to the Italian government,
which seems rather strange in view of
the lact that rewards are assured
to any persons who a successful
war against these law-breakers. Ac
cording to an edict which dates hack
to the time when the Pope was all;
powerful In Italy, and which is still
in force, anyone who captures a bri
gaud alive and who hands Him over
to justice Is entitled to a reward of
JtfOO; anyone who kills a brigand will
receive a reward of $500; anyone who
captures a brigand chief will get
$1.2 00. and any brigand who betrays
an accomplice will be pardoned for his
past crimes and will receive $1"0 as
an additional reward. This last re
ward has seldom been paid, since
Italian brigands are not accustomed
to betray each other.
High Living Under Charles II.
The following was considered the
"best universal sauce In the world,"
in the days of Charles 11. at least
what was accounted such by the Duko
of York, who was instructed to pre
pare It by the Spanish ambassador.
It consisted of parsley aud a dry
todrt pounded In a mortar, with vine
gar, salt and pepper.
A fashionable or cabinet dinner ol
the same period consisted of a dish
or marrow bones, a leg or mutton, a
dish of fowl, three pullets and a dozen
larks, all in a dish; a groat tart, a
neat's tongue, a dish of anchovies’, u
dish of prawns and cheese."
At the same period u supper dish,
when the king supped with l.adv
Castlemane, was a chine of beef
roasted." n
Pennies Make Dollars.
A church recently dedicated in St
*’»‘l »»<1 l ostlnK 17,(100, wan rul(l for
In Hovon-rent contributions, the nov
elty of the request bringing Knnles
from all over the country.
Han untruthful race
Lying la a Fine Art in Persia
I (SPECIAL. CORRESPONDENCE;)
Lying is in Persia a social accom
pllshment. and the Persians have for
centuries been known as a nation of j
liars. Whatever may he the fair prom- [
ises which a Persian may make to j
one power, there is no telling what !
he may be whispering to another. It j
thus seems to be the instinct of the
descendants of Cyrus to exaggerate j
wherever fiction Is more picturesque !
Old Mosque at Kercht.
than truth. A chief part of their con- |
versation is flattery, and tho higher ;
the rank of a* man the more extrava
gant are the compliments paid him. '
Blackmail Is also a recognized Insti
tution in Persia. Despite the avowed
hostility of the present ruler to the
ancient "mudakhll" or "pickings.” this
species of extortion or ’graft" la still
as essential business principle In Per
sia. Before Muzaffer-ed-Dln came to
the throne in 1890. on the assassina
tion of his father, ’graft" was not only
the basic principle of commerce, but
of government as well, and such it had
been since time Immemorial For ex
ample, the shah sold hi* appointments
of the provincial governorships to the j
highest bidder. The governors sold !
the privilege of farming the taxes for
a certain sum to the "kaiantar" or
tax collector, who exacts a certain
percentage or "mudakhil" from his
underlings.
The taxpayer, too. has his revenge
in obtaining "mudakhil" from those
below him. If he is a merchant he
adds 10 per cent to Ids prices for re
inbursement. if a broker he puts into
his bill to his client the simple Item
"mudakhil." and the item cannot be
stricken out. The judges of the courts
take their "mudakhil" from the ac
cused. and should it lie large enough
the prisoner goes free. The police
have their ’‘mudakhil,” to wink at
yvll, and to fall to arrest. Servants
also have their "mudakhil." As it is
an indication of low birth for n Per
slnn to buy anything In marker him
self, he is compelled to trust his pur
chases to his servants. The cook, who
buys his provisions, adds 10 tier cent
as her "mudakhil.” The groom, who
buys for the stable, pockets his 10 per
cent. Even the laundress has her
“graft.” and buys soap with a fat
"mudakhil” lathered on the bill.
The Peacock Throne.
Should a man of station visit a
friend he is supposed to tip the ser
vant. and should ho forget to do so he
will receive a pointed reminder. An
American who had visited a wealthy
man In Persia gave on his departure
250 kerans, or about SSO, to the head j
servant to distribute among the hair
hundred other employes of the estali j
Ushment. Though the amount was ]
far in excess of the ordinary tip th<-
head servant scowled, as if offended, i
in the hope of still more As the Amcr- :
lean was driving out of the gate a '
donkey boy suddenly ran up ami ;
grabbed the bridle.
"Where is my present?" he demand- j
ed. giving several vicious Jerks at the ,
bit. In his astonishment the Ameri- I
can said he had given the head sor j
vantia sum to be distributed, and that (
the boy would get something. The la«! ;
. grew only the more importunate, and
said the head servant was a thief, and
always took everything himself, lie
even threatened throwing rocks at the
i departing guest unless something was
I coming to assuage his injured dignity.
The American, however. Anally struck
the insolent servant a smart blow
j with his whip and drove on.
The Persian, unlike the Moor, does
| not believe much In prisons. Death is
i a quicker and less expensive method.
When death Is too drastic torture
then affords a hundred varied means
of "satisfying Justice” as well as af
fording a diversion to society. It is
an ordinary sight for a Htranger on
entering a city to see some wretch
standing stock still against a wall.
Sometimes investigation will show
thnf he Ib held there by a nail
through his ear At other times nails
will have been driven through his
hands or feet. An ordinary execution
only attracts a few loungers, who
arc wont, as in this country, to fre
quent parks.
j As the chief industry is the making
I of rugs and shuwis. much wool is
needed, and although some of this is
now imported, the better quality they
grow on the backs of their own sheep,
and manufacturers cleanse it, comb
it. and make it ready for the looms
ns they need it No machinery is
used in this work, for to the wooden
frames and wit*e combs can scarcely
lie given that title. Tho wool carding
is done out of doors, as is most of the
weaving. The carders are usually
found nt work on the principal Htreets
ol' a city, but on the outskirts of a
(own other trades are plied.
Here the butter maker does a flour
ishing business and his work is no
less interesting than that of the wool
comber. No churns are used by these
dairymen. Buttermaking is the trade
usually followed by the nomads, when
the wanderers take to any occupation
whatever, for It permits them to trav
el from place to place. Picturesque
indeed are the butter makers. Oc
casionally they come to town driving
before them a herd of goats, but more
frequently two or more will wander
in. and going straight to the owner of
some flne goats will bargain with him
| for the milk. This procured, he and
his companion will fill their goat
skin, which they lace up tho Bides, un
til it looks an inflated football. This
they proceed to toss hack and forth
to each other with a slow, even move
ment. until the milk begins to curdle.
Then seating themselves one takes
I hold of each end of this peculiar
! churn and they seesaw hack and
forth until the liquid has become a
kneadable mass.
The chunters then untie their skins
■ and refresh themselves with a
draught of the buttermilk. The
creamy mass, which would not he
' very palatable to any but a Persian,
j is shaped iuto pats of aoout one
, pound each. These are placed back
in the skin to keep cool and sold to
j all who wish to buy.
Dr. p. JH- Denney,
Physician and
Surgeon,
Office at Drug Store. RLBERT. COfaO.
Dr. W. FoVler,
dentist
Qae Administered f«*r Kxtrarting
Rooms 1» South Tcjun Street, Between Pike ■
Peak Avenue and Huerfano.
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