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8 [All Rights Reserved.] Jjfj)§llfs T&oMms'. Ey "M. E. FRANCIS"— cf "In a North Country Village." etc. "/ Synopsis of Installments I to VII.— M-'- Ty O Neill, a pirl of unusual beauty; 13 woflring a3 daiiy governess in Dubln i:i Buppbrt of her aunt (a decayed gentle woman) and hers If. Her existence be comes known to Miss ONeill—the.last rep resentative o£ the O'Neills—the possessor of a lage estate and. handsome revenue, •who-is in search (f a direct h;ir; and Molly is straightway summoned to Castle O'Noili. where she meets her dreaded rel ative, and makes a favorable Impression. Miss O'Neill is immensely proud c£ hr ancestry,, and is devoted to the duties of her high pos tion. Molly accompanies her on her daily Inspection of "kitchens,, gar dens and vil-age, and note 3 the auto cratic supervision to which every house hold on the setate is subjected. She be fom.3 a general favorite in the district. Mrs. Mackenzie is Invited *to the cast c for Christmas, and endeavors to lcam her hostess" plans concerning Molly, but only succeeds in grievously misrepresenting her niece. Molly undoes th.; m'ch c:'. however, by hsr straightforwardness. Sh3 goes back with her nt, but 13 summon ed to the «astle on th 3 occasion ol Miss O'Nt-ili's sericus illnes.-, and is the means of cheering her relative's last hours. Mr. Burke had previously made Miss O'Neill's will, all being left to Molly— certa'n provisions against which the old lawyer in vain protested. After Miss O'NeiTs death. Molly and her aunt take up their abode at the castle. But one morninJc a letter arrives from Mr. Burke Faying that a male descendant of the elder i-'ne his been found. Hu?h O'Xeill turns out to be a delicate, affected young man; he falls in love with his pretty cousin, but as neither aunt nor lawyer can persuade her to look favorably upon her suitor, the" ladies go back to their eld life, Tavi-g --r.>!fb in possession. Molly cbta'ns a sit-" Cauon as compan!oa at the Chateau i© la Pcp'nlere. In Normandy. She tiro's herself in a fine castle, falling into ruins, R.nd decides that its owner, M. I 3 Baron tie Sauvlgny, is cold and forbidding in the txtre-me. CHAPTER XTV. A "VARIETY ENTERTAINMENT." Beforf | Molly was dressed on the fol lewing mornintr, theie cr.mo a tap at her floor, and, on obtaining the reciuisit'i per. mission, a s-hort, round-cecT, middle aged woman entered the room, bearing on a tray a large white cup full of cof fee, and a buttered roll. ''Mademoiselle's breawfast," announced this person, who forthwith Introduced herself as "Justine, maid of Mme. la cometesse," and expressed her willing ness to serve "mademoiselle" whenever the wished it. "When the coffee and bread an,l butter, which proved excellent, had been dis posed of,t Molly canr.e down stairs, won dering: much when she wos to enter on hoi now duties. She provided herself With some s?ewing, and installed herself under a tree in the garden, in full view of the window from which M. de Sau vigny had described her on the preceding day, rightly supposing that he would call her wnen her services were required. In due course she did hear the .sound of rapid pteps, and raising her eyes, beheld him proaching. "My -sister is better this morning." .he said, after a stiff bow, and a few words of greeting, "and would like to see you nov.\" "I am quite ready," answered Molly, jumping up and hastily collecting her working materials. But'the tall, squaie shouldered figure stood stil! in fior.t of her. the- face wearing a curious, doubtful anxious expression that touched her with* a feeling <>i composure. "I><> you want to te?l me anything?" Rh< sild impukively. her usual instinct t»f helpfulness overcoming the awe with which this mnn inspired her;'and then she paused, wondering at her own au daoity. But he. was not angry; cm the contrary, as-lie caught the momentary sympathy in the pretty blue eyes, a sudden iromo thing, akin ib gratitude leaped into his own, speedily lost, however, in their eustomury gloom. ■ •' "You are veiy young," he said" aJraoU querulously.. "I did not expert you to he so young..'? . : r -.;:.■ v g***% s -.-, Molly humbly apologized for the un den«ab!e fact, but added that she hoped she was not too young to do her dulV. '•My sister is very weak and surfers micl),' said;- the baron, aftor a pause, '•*and.st is not always easy to entertain her.' Here he hesitated, gafcing dubi ously at Molly. "You v.'ill require cour age and—great patience, Miss Macken zie." "I have plenty of courage." sh-5 re turnc-.1, "and I. don't think I cuild -be' anything but patient with an hivali<V ."Brave words," commented ■M. de Sauvi:>ny; taut wiuthcr he intended wbV . sarcastic or not the ghi could not dL- cover. Alter another moment's earnest scrutiny of her" face, he turned shavply and led the way to the chateau. .. The countess' room was on the; first floor, and looked cut on the park. Jus tine opened the door on hearing them approach, but closed it wjien th.M? had entered, carefully replacing- tne -jortier.?. The xoDm'waa almost unendurab'.y close, both windows being not only shut, bu' piped around with india rubber; so .as to exclude even a chance breath of air- a small lire burned in the grate, though the morning sunshine was" suliiciently overpowering-. In an alcove in the cor ner stood the bed, curtained round so that Mmo. la comtesse mij;ht slumber .Tree from draughts, while the sofa on which she actually reposed surround edrby screens. A row of medicine bottles stood on the chimney piece, nnd two or thr< c others and a dessert spoon and vuno glass were arranged on the small table by her slde< Mme. de Ti . iil!es was a tall, thin woman, evidently considera n.y older than her brother; her faded lace had once been handsome, her largo eyes oven now possessing a certaic plain tive beauty, but her palid complexion and peevish expression counterbalanced their attractiveness. She wore a loose, and not particularly clean, pe'gnoir or grc-y stuff, but her blond hair, which ap peared unduly abundant, was dressed with some amount of care, not to say elaborateness. M. de Sauvigny introduced Molly, and then withdrew behind his sister's couch whence he surveyed the pair with furtive anxiety. "! have never hafl a companion before " remarked Mine, de Treilles, languidly In French; 'out my brother thinks you may amuse me. Do you think you can amuse me? "1 wili try," said poor Molly, with a sinking hrart. "I am so bored," sighed the countess I urn spleeiiee— splcenee. Oh, la, !a, how bored l am!" /'lt must be very dull lying here all <!•".>. returned Molly, compassionately BUcn lovely weather, too. Do you never manage to get out? It would do you good."' 1 Mademoiselle is right. I ,im sore it wou'd be a good thing," ur^ed a deen voice from the corner. "What dost thou know about it Raou!." cried his sister, irritably. "Thou hast never had a day's sickness in thy life. 1 tell thee it kills me to go out The i;m time I went out, to please thee, I coughed-heavens, how I coughed! Did I noi cough, Justine?" "Certainly, Mme. la comtesse coughed " assented Justine, "she coughed every time she thought of It." "But what can you do to amuse me?' askcl Mine, do Treilles, again turning to Molly. •ghai; T read lo you?' sugge-sced the la<ior. diffidently. "Mo;. Dieu! tliere are no books. I have already finished those from the library, HK» ltd WIXCr. ,5-^ Cut this iulont.st- : .>nU!'.ff which '(EWt'VTTB^.fiM. _Jr' ".t «,. » ggSt ever cutter you wish and we _j lt Yn vd£Sfr ** lfc* D«l!sr y« bought T. M. ROBERTS' SUPFL^ffoi/sE^U^ft.^^ i and the fresh supply does not come till next week." "Would you like to play cards, then, or dominots?"' seeing a'bux'of the latter on the table. "No," said the countess snappishly. "1 dislike cards, aii»l 1 am tii^d-of - domi noes. How many games did we play yesterday, Justine?'' «-* "Seven, Mme. la coirm sse," responded the abigail imperturbable. Molly was at her., wit,'s end,, WJjat oh: earth was she to do with this' woman? The task of -provldi»p«>li<*r-*witl» -enter-' tainment appeared more and more dif ficult, espcially ais la<'R-lrfsTer eyes were now half closed, and the whole face composed into an expression of deadly lassitude ._, » > *,„ At . "Je m" ennuie." murmured Mme. de Treilles, hopelessly. "Je. m', ennuie a. perir." ; "Can you not think or' something to amuse her?". put, in Ka-.u; ini^a.tu-ntly from his corn< r. v - . "I*ll sing to- you," «criail*> MotUi.-, des perately. "Yes, I'll sing—if you don't like it you can tell me to stop.'' In another moment . the sweet, clear voice thrilled out througlTHEhe"" room, a little tremulojus ,ai.. rjttfipming gradually more assured. ; Looking up ifct^tteß* aliMt>iigf diei». ditty, she saw the baron gazing at her withi an expression""* which she could not fathom. ■ . ...__ ... r --.. : ■■;■- ; "Very preftyT* said his sister; "hem,. Raoul? She sings .well. Sing again, if; you please, mademoiselle." " Molly sang again; and again and again,: Mme. dc Treilles' expressions of satis faction bdng more and" more 1 animated.; Finally-she stretched outgone of her pale hands to h<?r brother^ "My dear Raoul," Fiie said, "what a good idea thou hast had' I wonder—" turning to Molly, and examining her. with pleased curiosity, much as a ehil 1 investigates ;i now to): —"I worider what else you can do. "Amid you tell mo anything that would make me laugh?" Molly, strong up- to the last pitch of nervous excitement, and keenly conscious of the dark observant eyes in the cor ner, felt for a jgornent as if such an achievement were Beytmd he? strength. After a pause, however, rallying her courage, she related the first anecdote that came into her head, which, to her great delight had the desired effect. Mine, la comtcsse did actually laugh; and Jus tine, standing with folded arms at the foot of her mistress' couch, cackled long and noisily; but the baron uttered no sound, and Molly did not dare to glance in his direction. "Go on," paid the countess, a faint smile lingering- about her mouth, while her eyes were fixed expectantly on the new acquisition. And Molly went on. her face white, her voice trembling, her little hands pressed tightly together en her lap. Never in all her life had she been through such an ordeal. The heat, the heavy, close atmosphere of the room, the necessity of speaking in a strange tongue, rendering the task of being "funny to order" even more difficult. It speaks well not only for her spirit and courage, but for her cleverness, that she did manage to keep her hearers amused almost half an hour. Personal reminiscences, scraps from her favorite authors, odds and ends of stories that she had picked up she knew not how; she made such use of these now as she could, her natural sense of humor rendering the selections judi cious, and her delivery being, in its quaint simplicity, wholly graceful and charming. Now and then, when the jest particularly tickled her own fancy, she would altogether forget "her shyness; the pretty face would dimple into smiles, the eyes sparkle with fun: once she. laughed outright—young, fresh laughter, very de lightful to hear. But at last she came to a standstill —"I really can't think of anything else just now," she observed deprecating^'. Mme. de Treilles- pouted, and was about to remonstrate, when her brother inter posed. • ■■■:■■■'• "True, Miss Mackenzie must be tired. Remember, Madeleine, she has not yet got over the fatigue of her long j-ourney." "She has been here, since yesterday—" "Yes, only since yesterday; she nfeds rest. She would now like a turn in the fresh air, I daresay." Before Molly had; recovered from her astonishment at this unexpected proof of consideration, M. de Saiivigny rose, cross ed the room, and. opened the .door, gaz ing at her meaningly, as though advis ing her to make her escape forthwith. But Mme. de Treilles caught at her skirts as she passed. "You will make me laugh again to morrow, will you not?" she said, clinging to her with long frail fingers. "Yes," answered the poor child, gently disengaging herself*- and slipping away hastily, lest her trembling lips and tear ful eyes might auger ill/ for the-unexpect ed entertainment. "I really think,'" she said to herself when the cool garden breezes were fan ning her temples, and tho tra'nquility of her surroundings, had sym^yhat .calmed her nerves, "I really think this is the hardest work T could have To play the buffoon for hours at a time, to hold myself in readiness- to' conduct a sort of 'variety entertainment' at any given moment, is~ srather more than I bargained fcr. I think I shall earn my twenty pounds." CHAPTER XV. A PEEP AT "THE LADIES' JEV\'EL." Molly soon found that If in scmo ways her post was no sir.ecure, a great deal ol! time nevertheless hung heavily :on her hands; She rarely saw M. de Sauvigny, who spent most of his time iir. the tur ret room from which he had first e3pi;d her. a sort of office' study, Vfry com fortless and untidy—as sheperceived one day when she passed the open door—lit, terod with papers, and with a .great desk in one of the windows. "When they dii meet, however, he- was invariable civil, and during the tete-a-tete dim.ers,' which she had so' much drea -in ado some effort to entertain her. .... The only eve-nt of. any | importance which took place during the first week of her stay was a flying visit p.\jd to the ehactau by the yt>wigr Count de TreiHes, who -.vas about, as he wrote, to under take "tin petit voyage 7:!!' agrement,'' and dutifully came i'.rpt to take leave of his mother and uncle" "! r:>'1;!". ?. • :'° Mme. la f.;i ..forthwith ": into the wildest stat<_- c-f excitement, and ex tensive preparations- were nrade to re« ceiyc the distinguished yjtslior. One c.t the great dingy salons was thrown open, and the furnjture uncovered an.l pol ished; Mme.'-de'-Ti'tiUes' <veR discarded her dressing gown, and finv«vfd.j.n crack' lin^v silk wandered up and down between the windows and the fire-place oi the above named room, for at least an hour before his arrival. 'l^ook, look. Mademoiselle," she cried as at last the sour>3 oE'v.ho s was'hear-3 and a hired carriage drove up .to the house, "Come to the windcw. and 1.. 0 k at my son. See,-he-is Iwuitisciuc—>s- he not? It is no wonder that he is the idol of Parisian society; 'Le ■-Rijc-n Ylos Darner • as they call him. Ah, 'he. is lookjntr i;p he gees me. BorijouV," G'a'fton'-' bo-iiour' darling." • "' In another minute or two he was in ihe room, and kissing his mother tenderly on both, cheeks, subsequently submitting to bo embraced - and- wept over for about five minutes, while ho surreptitiously took stock of M6!ly- 1 over his '^arent'a shoulder. .-. ; •,,.■.-.',.»,. ... '/■ ,] Though not attbgeifi&r an Adoßh, he THE ST. PAUI, GI,OBB, MONDAY, DECEMBER 17, 1900. was certainly a go id-looking youn;? man; blue-eyed and fair-haired, with a mobile expressive face, and a pleasant smile displaying- exceedingly white teeth. He was of medium height, flight and erect,, and was dressed well, but without fop pishness. After a few minutes Molly made her escape, feeling herself "de trop" in this reunion, and went out to the garden, whither, however, to he.r surprise, M, Gnftoit followed her in about half an hour. "My mother is fatigued," he remarked, "and 1 have peisuaded her to lie down till dinner time. I come to breathe the fresh air—oh, the delightful punty and sweetness of this country air! How it invigorates one! How it calms and re '.'rcsiies one after the heated atmosphere of town." For some time he walked up and down beside her. praising the trees, the sing ing birds, the scent of the flowers, in his delightful Parisian French, which Molly found very pleasant to hear, though, from its apparent redundancy of r's, and the great rapidity with which it was spok en, she missed the gist of a remark, and he obligingly repeated it for her, • with an apology for bei::g unable to talk j in her native tongue. "My uncle speaks English very well, 1 j believe, does he not?" he added. "But | then he was educated in England, and ! for two or three years was attache de J legation in Ijondon." . "Was he?" cried Molly, amazed. "What, did you not know, mademoi selle? My uncle was brought up to be a MORE THAN HE BARGAINED FOR. ■■•*■' • f A W: #■/■■'. % Penelope—l've been abroad so long; tell me, whom did Jack marry? Gladys—He married Maude Jones, her mother, father, a maiden aunt and a Maltese cat. diplomatist, and, had ho persevered, would probably be now ambassador <-x traordinary, or minister plenipotentiary somewhere or another; out circumstances arose—ah, you did not know? 1 am sur prised." "No, I had not heard." "Ter.ez!" said Gaston, whoso quick, glance had been sweeping the frontal pi the house, "there is justement our 61 --plomatist at the window." He wafted an airy kiss from his finger tips to the baron,"who responded with a grave nod, and remained surveying the couple with an intentness which Molly found em barrassing. "Ah, you had not. heard that my uncle had been in diplomacy?" repeated M. de Treilles "and you did not guess, made moiselle? That astonishes me. 1 should have said the fact accuse! itself. Only to lock at him, for example—turning his head on one side and glancing critically at the figure in the window—'cc petit a r vif et eveille qu'il a, and then"—as his relative, with a final frown, "jerked down the window and turned away—"those in sinuating manners." Molly could not help laughing, and yet the speech jarred upon her. At dinner, however, she was obliged to admire the gayety and good humor which M. de Treilles preserved under somewhat try ing circumstances. Never had Molly seen the baron in so unpleasant a mood; his face wore its most "kiU-.ioy"' expres sion, his manner was absolutely bearish, and pave to laugh sardonically to himself, cr to gibe at his nephew, he did not open his lips. Meanwhile the latter prattled and laughed, was affectionate to his mother, entertaining to Molly, imperU'iV ably serene towards Raoul. Molly was both amused and attracted; there was something about this young sprig of no bility; he had a quaint and piquant way of saying things, and his very mirth w;j"s infectious. "So thou art going away?" said Jlrr.o. de .Treilles, all at once, with a little pout that might have been fascinating en less elderly lip?. 'Thou art about to lrave us. naughty boy? And whither art thou going?" "Ah, little mother, my ideas are of tha vaguest. Geography is a study that I never could master. For me the globe is divided into two parts. Pads—and the rest of the world. I quit the on?, and the other is before me." "Perhaps by a little your mem ory may improve,' sneered M. de Sau vigny. "Who knows? You may even recollect the existence of an obscure for eign resort called Homburg.' "Ah, who knows?" repeated G^on, lightly. "Now that you mention it, my uncle, I verily do remember there is such a place." "It is possible that you may revisit it?" "As you say.' returned G:i«ton, bland ly. 'it is quite possible." "Ilomburg is a charming place,'* said Mme. de Treilles, dreamily. "I have been there formerly. It is a place where one amuses oneself well—when one has plenty of money." "It Is easy to amuse oneself an> \vlie;», and under any circumstances, if one sets about, it in the right way," remarked her sen, oracularly. "As to money—that is doubtless a good thing in itself, but one can do Without it." "Dame!" said the baron, ro suddenly, not to say violently, as to make this ex pletive, in itself sufficiently innocent, sound as naughty as its English syno nym. "Oh, I assure you," pursued Gaston. serenely addressing himself to the re doubtable Crouquemitaine. "It is a most mistaken idea to suppose that riches help one to get on In the world. Mm Dieu! so many people are rich now-a-days ea n'a plus de cachet. Poverty is respecta ble—up to a certain point.' "I quite agree with you—up to a cer tain point," returned his uncle, severely "When that limit is passed, not only does one cease to ba respectable, but one loses one's self respect." '.'Well said." cried the young man, ad miringly. "Very prettily said; eh, moth er? Do you not think so, madamoiselle? But he is a Demothenes, my uncle." He gently clapped his hands, still gaz ing at M. de Sauvigny with an expression of innocent satisfaction, while the latter looked for a moment as if it wou'd have afforded him the keenest pleasure to have rapped him on the head. -■ Early on the following day Gaston left the chateau, being obliged, as he said to return to Paris to finish his prepara tions for departure. Mme. de Treilles, after an affectionate and .tearful-farewell—postj^oning- her hys terics, however, till a more convenient moment—betook herself to v:the window, so as to see th^t^t of him. : . % "Ah; mon Dieu," she cried all at once, as the young man emrged on the steps of the portico,' "I forgot to tell him to write to me at once- when he reached his des tination. • What shall I do? Unfortunate woman that I am, l shall die with anxl- i ety." . , "Open the window and call out to him," suggested Molly. - - '•Heavens! do you .want to. kill me,' mademoiselle? No-t-run down to him— there is yet —run quickly, and tell him- I- beseech oif him to write 1- immedi ately." , , . . The girl flew immediately■ down j stairs, hut paused aa she 'reached .the 'portico,; for. M. de Sauvlgny was- there eariiestly. talking to Gaston. ■ - • • — \ "My dear -uncle, you really fecm '«. to' have poor opinioni'of my discretion,*'; the latter was saying, Just as Molly ctinie up. • . . : . --. , "I do not reproach-,you,'.' returned the latter, hurriedly, "and 1 do not appeal to you. 1 know it : would be useless. L?ut I wish to remind you that all things have an end. You 'understand?'.' "Certainly;. I understand perfectly," said the young may calmly: -: "Ah, mademoiselle,' 1 removing his hat and turning to Molly, "do you wish to speak to me?" . ! She gave her m«SSft#e and received the assurance of his obedience; then st.-.nui.ig "beside M. de Sauvigny. watched <Ja ion as he got into the carriage. - : . ■ •■ ri "Good-bye, ch.rished little mother." he cried, waving' his hand to the forlorn, looking figure in the upper window. "Au revoir, mademoiselle.- Uncle, .will you not wish me bon voyage?" : lie turned, t with his : bright, - -engaging smile, and extene«aL f hands to Rapul: v.'ho, to Molly's sur-nrise, "stepped quHrkly up to the carriage, cCaspod ■ them .warmly. y "All good wis'iies go with-. Thee," said huskily. , , This was the first time that Molly had- 1 heard him drop the more formal, "vous^ in sptabing"- -to. his ' nephew, ; and . she glanced up in »me surprisei:: But .he stepped past -her - without «nothor word, and re-entered• th-e house even- be fore the vehicle started. ■■•■-■ --■ •■ ' ; CHAPTER XVI. A LITTLE GARDENING. After its transitory gleam of excitment, the chateau returned to its normal condi tion, and had it not been that . Mine, de Treilles was a -trifle more exacting and her brother more pre- occupied sines Gt.s-J ton's visit, everything seemed exactly" t'r.e same as before. . ' .-•■ ; ■ - Notwithstanding the various avocations which Molly had maiked out for herself,. she was still- often at a loss for employ ment, and therefore--regarded as little short of an inspirat'on the' idea whijTh struck her one day, that she might.devote sonio of her spare time to the improve ment of the garden. Accordingly, the next time she met'M. de Sauvigny, slit; asked him if he would object to her do ing "a little gardening" .now = and then. He looked astonished, arid after a mo ment rather annoyed. :,..; '■ ■-..-•: : . ; "I will tell you candidly," he said, with an impatient sigh, "that I cannot afford to buy plants or to pay for. labor." -. "No," returned Molly, a little t\ke:i aback by the seeming ungraciousn "but you might allow me.to work. 1 could trim the roses and tie up the lilies, and weed some of the borders." ■•' ;■; ■-..' "You are very energetic," he said, with actually a smile. , . : . . ■- "I don't like to be. idle," returned oi ly. "Well"—peeping,- shyly up. at him— "may 1?" "You may do any mortal thing you like inside or outside the house," said Raoul. "I give you cart 2 blanche— hand pome of me. is it not? Seriously, Miss Mackenzie, I only wish I could give.you more substantial aid in carrying out your reforms." ■ - ....- ; • . . A little later he came upon her, peichc.l on a stepladder. hammer in har.d, busily, occupied in nailinir . up. one of the . wild, willful, over-luxuiiant rose trees, .AVhich, with its wealth of blossom, was detached from the house- wall. Her Eaiioc hat lay at her feet, her supply of nails nr.d scraps of cloth being stored inside. 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IS lttti'co/OidIIrS.^MUELPJTUSER J& ALKJamm * \ Mi fM*U«&db- f i&z&\ . I Hi J f&pej ihi Sim -% WimSted - i I ■tien&d Sugar . V I | A perfect Remedy for Constipa- B | | lion. Sour Stoinach.Diarrhoca, iS : Worms .Convulsions.Feverish- :|| % nessaiidl/OSS OF SLEEP* «. | TCc Simile Signature of ''M ■! ■-?• ■: : - H ;■: L If EXACT COPY OF WRAPPER. i'fi U'WWWiy^ imi nil i i i^tfffflß^^ had grown u> tolerate them, but had certainly not thought more highly of her on account of them. Xow, however, as she looked down on him from the top of her ladder, with the bright eyes dancing, and that pretty warm flush on her cheeks; when the little white teeth dashed out. and unexpected dimples were made manifest i.s she laughed, her young loveliness impressed him altogether dif ferently. It struck him, first of all. with a certain tender compassion, that it was a thousand pities for a creature of that mould to he in sm-h a position: and following swiftly upon this unselfish thought, came another, less admirable, but quite natural too—so natural in fact, and so ouman. that Raoul, for many years unused to anything of the kind, was confounded. "Take what you can get." it was suggested to him; "not much comes in A our way. Here is something beautiful that you may look at as much a^ you will; a yqjjng, bright companionship that you may enjoy; a sweet, innocent na ture that, you may admire. This is un expected goou" luck for you; make the mo3t of it."' • For a moment he felt Quite agitated, put bring accustomed to control himself bftrayed the fact by no sign, and pres ently repeated his question in • gentle tones. - ■ "I think," said Molly, considering a! little, .' I can manage this better" by myself; but if you would like to do some weeding; that would be a very good thing." m ■; Ranui promptly went down on his knees ' and began to pull up hnndfuls of ground sel. . rt Molly continued her hammering; I and Ourson, after a pause of astonish l-ment, endeavored Co cio a little garden-" Ing:, on nls own. account, first scratch 11.ST h huge hole In the border, and then lying down in the middle of the lilies. After a time one portion of her task was. finished, and, jumping to the ground she prepared to move her ladder a little further on; but Raoul . rose, and shoul dered it before she could do so. . ■ . ,- ; ."Surely," he said, smiling, "you have•! done enough for one day. You should rest now." . ' '■ "I will rest iust a little,. and then I ir.u=t go on again. There is, such a lot .to do—it will take a long, long time to m;;ke even one border tidy." Raoul put down his, ladder and follow ed Molly to her favorite seat under the j .tree. "What does it matter after ar?" ; he said bitterly. ... "The garden is only in i Keeping with the rest or the place." * ! "But it can be improved," sal« 3 the I girl, energetically. "There is no reason I •why it sriouldn't be. xou'lt =ec how much nicer it will be when I've done with ■ ■ \-Re<ir.y, you are "very "good," remarked M. de Sauvigny, gazing at her curiously. "I don't know why you should take so much trouble."' . . . - "Perhaps I, ani- too officious," she re j turned, her sensitiveness quick to tak°' alarm; "but the fact is 1 cant bear to | see anything going wreng tnat 1 can set ri?ht." , ' ' M. de Sauvi.eny smiled; in all ur.cort ! sciousnet-s Molly's little speech drew at ; tention to her most salient character ! istic. It was her helpfulness which was, more noticeable in her than all else. ~ "One can-but do one's best," she saH, mistaking the meaning of Raoul's smile '.'There- is some satisfaction In trying, even if one doesn't succeed." "" "So 1 used to think once—long ago; but T have failed so often that now I try no more. When everything' goes wrong, when all one's endeavors come to nothing there is no use in struggling— give ( it up." ' ' After a pause she suggested a ttturii I to work. '.No," cried M. de Sauvigny, " have a little pity. When you are so industrious I I a«u forced for very shame to be so too,', and it is pleasant here under the I tree. So "pleasant, indeed, and so peace j ful that i don't believe that the interval under any circumstances could last long— | for me-. So 1 am anxious to make ihe ! most ol it." - Almost as he spoke the sound of slow, I dragging footsteps made them start 1 fvndlouK around, while Ourson uttered I a long-, low growl of warning.. I •"A. pale-faced, sad-locking womtn, dress ! Ed ill rusty biack, was slowly approach : ing. She. paused when she reached ii c ; tree under v.lnch they sat, and stretciied ; out her bauds, gazing pleadingly at I Raqul. but saying nothing. j TLis -face c'ouded over, and he mutLered ■impatiently—"Already!" then turning to I Molly— "I told you it could not last. | Weil." he said shaply to the woman, ; "what do you want?" - "M. le Baron knows me. dons he not? i The widow Valette, from Vauxmoneour. M. le Baron has already been good to me, and so often! he has never forgotten that . I was. born in the village here, that we were even playmates as children. Now,' I have walked all the way from the town to ask M. le Baron to help, me." She paused, looking appealingly at him, but his eyes were bent on the . ground, | and he did not speak. j "M. le Baron, . 1 have had so ir.u?h j trouble; my son has been ill so long—he is even now in the hospital—and limes I are bad. One wants little, hut one must live, and the money that* should have paid for our lodgings, M. le Baron, it is gone—the children have eaten it, and the proprietor will sell our poor bits, of furni ture and put us out in the street, if we cannot pay him tomorrow. ' Our: rent comes to a hundred francs—a big sum, M. le Baron, and 1 am almost penniless." "T am sorry for you," sa:d Raoul, coldly. ■ . , "M.'_ le Baron, will you help me?"' Phe drew a step nearer and clasped her worn hands. "I cannot," he returned irritably. "Where do you expect me to find a hun dred francs at a moment's notice?" "Oh, nay good sir, have pity. Think a little. My son, who is in the hospital, and my helpless children"— "It is useless. I tell you, my poor wom an, I have not got the money." He rose, and made as if he would pass her. but she clung desperately to his coat arid wept bitterly, still entreating him to have mercy, refusing to believe that he could not help her. AH at once Molly saw his hand move Quickly to his waistcoat pocket, but as cjuickly drop ag-aln; and then for the first time noticed that his watch was gone. "I tell you I have nothing for yon — nothing." he repeated. "If I could help It I would mt refuse you. Go—you are The Kind Ton Have Always Bought, ana which has bsea in use for over 30 years, has born© the signature of Sjjf */& '— 9 and iias been mad© tinder his per- C^iz^Jy^^r^A/' 80nal supervision sine© its infancy. * ** *'*><*>g*wk Allow no one to deceive you in this. / All Counterfeits, Imitations and "Just-as-good" are bu* Experiments that trifle with and endanger th© health of - Isrfants. and Experience against Experiment. What is CASTORIA Castoria is a harmless" substitute for Castor Oil, Paro goric, Brops and Soothing Syrups. It is Pleasant. It contains neither Opium, Morphine nor other Narcotic substance. Its age is its guarantee. It destroys Worms and allays Feverishness. It cures Diarrhoea and "Wind ' Colic. It relieves Teething Troubles, cures Constipation, and Flatulency. It assimilates the Food, regulates the Stomach and Bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. The CMldren's Panacea—The Mother's Friend. GENUINE CASTORIA ALWAYS yp Bears the Signature of The Kind You toe Always Bought In Use For Over 30 Years. THE CENT»UH COMPANY. 77 MURRAY STREET. NEW VORR CITY. losing time'here, and it is useless to ask lor what cannot be given." Molly rummaged in her little purse, but could only find a few francs. Thcs?, however, she managed.to press into the poor woman's hand unseen by the baron, who had resolutely turned his back as if to end the discussion. Slowly 1 and sorrowfully the unfortunate creature moved away, with many a I ack ward glance, as though hoping he would call her back, ... At last the 'shuffling' steps were no long er heard, and. Raoul turned around again, gazing long in the direction in which she had disappeared. All at once ho -truck his heel sharply on the ground, and clenched bis hands, , . 'Accursed poverty,". he said. -: ■ .-i -. (To Be Continued.) Copyright in the United States by A. T. Pierce. •••• ■- <••• ■■ ■ : ■', BENT AND CRIPPLED [By Hlioimintisin, Ex-f)n)preit.s En uenie la I^ivinjr in FnjilaiMl. Letter in -Cliicagb'tlet-crd:- " I _The description giv?n of the life of cx i Empress • Eugenic by one who saw ibr 1 lately is pathetic to a degree. Her home, | arnborough, a little village in Surrey, Is j so hidden ajnpn.er ti;ees. that the house is I absolutely invisibfe to ihe passer-by. The mistress of Farnborough, a sad, white , . haired' woman, bent find r crippled with i rneumatism, spends most of her tim« in prayer. She Is too infirm now to sit in j the sanctuary ot the big while church ! near the mausoleum she had built and j under which are two large sarcophagi in red'granite, laden- with %reaths of inn morteues, e.ich wreath bearing- a card on which a royal autograph is se?n She haa ! endowed and entirely supports the mon- I astery. Three black-robed Benedic^ne monks pray .constantly for. the soul-! of Napoleon an4"the." prince; imperial. The anniversary of the' death of ihe.-ycun? i prince imperial isa day of broken-heart ed sorrow to the empress, who in.lecd j mourns her double loss every hour of her ! sad life, tjer face is the s-adde:-t one ca.i | possibly imagine. Always^ even in the i zenith of her power, a clnuitably disposed ; woman, she is now d universal' "banefac i tress to the poor with!n her range. Even i those who cannot be classed iii this cat j egory feel the power, of her intense sym ! pathy when trouble comes near their ; dwellings. The empr^.- drive- i.i the ! plainest of black broughams, her serv i ants being always in deep mouvning, and before her health became so utterly bro ken the carriage was very often seen standing at a cottage door. Christmas and >\ew Years' Exear s!om- Rotes Via >Tlie ''Xorlli-"West ern Line. , .., . Very Jow rates to all points within 2CO miles of Minneapolis, atitl St. >">aul. Tickets on sale December 24-25-'sl. Jan lary lst;"£dod- returnfngJahuary 2nd, and on all the fine, fast trains of lhe North- Western.. Line. **■■< miioo ■• •• ■ City ticket offices: 413 N.leollet Aye.. Minneapolis. ;.Minn.,- 352 -Robert St., St. Paul, Minn. Went Around tke S»»ot. London King-. Before Bismarck reconstructed tho map of Europe and made a unitej Germany, a dozen little principalities used to annoy travelers by stopping them at th?ir front iers until-they had satisfied the custom house demands. A Yankee once had hi carriage stopped ..at the frontier of a pet ty nrince's country. The Herr Ober, con troleur, at the custom, ho.use, cwme for ward, and, much to his inJijnafon, was received in a nonchalant way. The Yan kee was ungentlema'nly , enough not to get out of his carriage or even' to take o'ct his hat. The Herr Ober sharply demand ed the keyof the ..tourist's. trunks, which his subordinate began handling roughly. "Here, hands off," shouted the Yankje. "I didn't come from the United States of America to be controlled by you. Put those trunks back. I'll not 2:0 through you at all. 11l turn back. Tin in no hurry and don't care for losing- a day. You're no .country. ..You're only a spot. I'll go around you." And he did. ... ■ .■ -r~ —.;..,. i —,_ m rr- . Teaeliera and Students' Holiday "\ '" " Rates. ' ' Spend the Holidays at home. Fare and one-third for the round trip to all points on the' Soo Line. Ticket office, 370 fiobei t street. _ Soo Line Holiday Kates to Canadian Points. .One fare for the round trip via the Soo Line to points in Eastern Canada. Ticket office. 379 Robert street. " ' ANNOUNCEMENTS. . * NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN THAT the partnership heretofore existing be tween W. A. Fcnda and Robert Pedcr son, under the firm name of Fonda & Pederson,..was. dissolved by mutual con - sent Dec. 15, 1900. W. A. Fonda assumes and will i pay all the liabilities of said firm and will collect and receipt for all sums.due said firm. . DEATHS P.ICHESON—In St. .Paul, Minn., Dec. IC, 3£Oo, at family residence, No. 691 Dayton ay., Anna. M.. daughter of William and | Anna G. Richeson^ aged thirty years. Notice of funeral hereafter. DRUM—In St. Paul, Saturday., Dec. 15, at late,residence, 510 Topping St.; Cath erine E., aged forty-five years, widow of the late Patrick H. Drum, Funeral at 8:30 a. m, Tuesday, Dec. 18. Services at St. Vincent's church at 9 o'clock. Duluth papers please copy. - GODBOUT—In . St. Pftai, Dec. 15, 1900, at ; his residence, 266 Page St., Agwer God bout, aged" for-ty-dtie years. . Funeral from residence today, Monday, Dec. 17, . at 9:30 -a. m.- Service -at St. Louis church at 10. ; Interment at Calvary . cemetery. ' *,v-^—...■-•—-•-; • SCHORN—Henry, at his home, G93 Ravine - st.;"Sunday-;Pec 16, agid forty- years. Notice of funeral later. Clieap Excursions to Canadian, New England and Eastern Point* For the holidays. Tickets are on salo Dec. 13th to 23rd. Return limit Jan. cth For rates and particulars call at tho Wisconsin Central City Ticket Ollice, 373 Robert street. HERMAN BROWN, ...... Passenger Agent. AMUSEMENTS. HETBOPSLITaa} Lessee & .V.anix;.-. TONIGHT | SJiE*.. 50c Tl/Vl mURF»HY Assisted by the Sol ISmith Russe] Company In. A BACHELOR'S ROMANCE By Fermlssion Jerries Neil!. Evening Prices—2sc, 50c, 75c, $1.00. Thursday. "Shore Acres] 1 Nsxt Week, Chas. Frohman's "The LittleMinisier' 6RAMD nc j s j^ s j]j Company In A Hit that "AN AMERICAN PITI7PN " Rings True MaMne ,^«?«. Thursday and Friday Nights.."A Parisian Romance" Saturday Matinee and Night ■•:.: "Arls;ocracy" Next Week—"A Trip to Chinatov/r>." STAR THEATER '{{*«»«. Da 1 Iv .. ALL \A/EEK. i •• at -2-39 CITY SPORTS BURLESQUERS. We I See the Female Basket Ball Contest.' and Next Week- ■- ■-• ■. '■ i - 4 ■ ' < THE ISni.4 MAIDEXS'' <KLfC FREE LECTURE I WlC§P^k PEOPLE'S CHU2CH %f V F.-es Lecture by Mrs. O. S. Fowler, V ~* "The Unveiling of.he Njw Ccven.nt and the Attributesof Cod In Man. " Dec. 1 7, 8 p. m., to all. Phrenological examinations and health con sultations dti'.y iX Windsor Hotel untii De:. 24. Classes taught to cure disease by electricity begin ningDac. 19. 2:30 ani 7:30 p. m. same day. ' .. THE EMPIRE THEATER, Corner Third and Wabasha. •= ■■■ .' Tha American- European Novs'.ty ccmpany, just from Chicago, as the chief attraction this week. A. WEINHOLZER. Haiazer. !] ' : THE i ' . N. W. LIFE ASS'N Of Minneapolis* This is a Home Institution. I A Minnesota Company, i Me Pay Our Claims Promptly and in Full. I Over $1,200,000.00 to Beneficiaries. ■— ——— ■' - Euslress written to date this year Four > ijndjCij^HdtjJil^s; v i DR. J. F. FORCE. JAMES QLIRK. !' President. Treasurer. (' WALL. CAMPBELL. C. O. FORCE. < Vice President. Secretary. % 322-324 Hennonin Ay. \ . ■ ■: .. ■ ■ ■ . -. . ( BUY THE G^imkE^ ... MAITUFACTURBD BY ... CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP CO. SOTS THE TV ME. NEW \ PRICES REASONABLE.^ |• n • 111 « | /.Cot dstails befors ofjerlng"; i' mAnLt \ Mad* only b7 <! < HAHLE WAGON CO. : (, Delivery ) sth * oiiv« su.. S:. Paul ]• SLEIGHS. IPFe^paWE .——■ , . — AMATEUR PHOTOGRAPHERS. If you use for paper p!ate.s or films Universal Developer and also the 'J.'ten Hypo Fixing Bath lr.ade only by Picture maki! will be .plolrs-,:>rtiirng: and your worfc will l>e coraiJMindetJ. For: .sale in every city of the United Stages. _, BROWN'S WPSULESSp^I^