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f- solitaire. PalieuceV Vo», thtitu ttiv wuuiAa'9 gam*', Tbe dull di^li»;t)t of Hulilude. Where rauk on rank ah" tritts to (raiuH. And miecth auii lau^jhtor ue'tT iutnid'*. NiKht aftvr lUjjht. heside the ttrc. Whfii eviMiiiigHlouitly lamp iâ„¢ lit. Oppri'Hstnl with thiHi^htH that vt-x and tire, Amou^tbe rardb her tliiKers tilt. The woiiianh ;;aini' ! On Hoine pout kiiih: The aoi|ui-iu-u of hiT play i% built . Ttiti uufen cuiiifii uftttr, haph>Ha tiling! Auu nt'Xt thf kimve with Kriunlni^ i;uitt Then all hnr in-aMirfb, uue hy unt*. Arit thruwii awiiv to hwcII tiu< pili< ; At lattt and U'atit ; wht-n that itt dun«. I)h({1u a^ain , the l]i^ht beijuile. A woiitaii's tjHitif ; tu sit and wait ; Hriild and rfhuild. thoUKh fatf de<itrL>v. RhutUe the i-tirds, for Hoon or late There cuiiit>A an und tu ^riuf and joy. A man may h(jht. or aow or reap, Divide the Keas, or traverse tlie earth ; She can hut drudKe, or pray or weep. What ih her life or 1 ving worth '.' Hhe 0itH there when the day ia dead. I>i>nely and UstletiH. Do you daru D( uy. when all is done ana said. That wuuiau'a ^ame is bolitaire '.' ** Paatontl Poetry." A minister may love his wife, Frono every ill protect her : But love her an he may, alaa ! At la'+t he s only lU-etor. And though »he may cpiite rapid bo, No race h<ir!M' tfoiiig faster. She'll and. however wild and free. That lie is iilwtt>h PaHtur. They Htiidied ^raiiinicr in the bchfiol Tujitfther «mt in l'ar»on. \nd alter they w»re Iwth matte out- She found hfni ^lill a Pantun. Ytftikerh tStaU'f>maft. And thouj,jb he hoatith lie ft«eU an vouiiij As whfM be tirnt btdield her. HiN eouf<re|{ation all asM-rt That he lit vi-t the Kldrr. THE CHOICE OF Till {EE A NOVEL. "Oh, no. lioiit pity uif. KviM)boil\ has hU troublex tliiu is iiiiiii-." "0 Kriii'Kt, but you have been uiifortu iiate, and now your Hi({ht haa ;{om' ; but porliaps ('ritchett or Cou|)cr will be able to do HomethiM;.; for that." " All tlie Critchets and ('ou|xts hi the world will never do anythin({ for it, rn\ dear. Uut you mmt rcuiemUr that. where I only lost my Might, man) others lost their lives, and it is sui:,x>sed to he better to lose your sight than your life. Hesidi'S, blindness has its advantages ; it Hives you .so iiiiich more time to think, and It humbles you so. Vou can have no idea what It is like, Doll. Intense, everlasting blackness liedjjini} you in like a wall, one long, lon(4 night, even when the sunlight is beating on your face ; and out of the night, voices and the touchings of hands, like the voices and touoliings nt tlic '"-parted spirits. Your ohy.,i. al b <iy is as heliiless and as much at the mercy of the world as your spiritual body is in the hands of the .\lniighty. And tliingN >?.«»• dim to >om too; >'iu begin to wonder what faiiiiiuc faces and sigMts are like. As ytsw wonder about the exact ap[M*aitiiice of those who died many years ago, or of places you have not seen for years. .\ll of which, mv diar Ooll, is very favorable to thought. When next you lie awake for live or ki.y hours in the night, try to reckon all the things which occupy your brain, then imagine .Hiich wakefulness and its accompanying thoughts e,\t«iided over tlie ^H•riod of your natural life, and you will get some idea of the depth and breadth and height of total blindness," His words struck her, and she did not know what to answer, so she only pressed his hands in token of her mute sympathy. llu understood her meaning ; the facul- ties of the blind are very ijuick. " Uo you know, Doll," he said, "coming back to you and to your gentle kindness, is like cooling into the |ieace and (|uiet of a shdternd harl>or after bearing the full bruDt of the storm?" Just then a cloud which had obscured the sun passed away, and its full light struck U|x)n his face. •• There," he went on, " it is like that. It is like emerging into the sweet sunshine after riding for miles through the rain and mist. You bring peace with you, my dear. I have not felt such iieace for years as I feel hold- ing your liana to-day." " I am very glad, dear Krnest," she answered ; and they walked on in silence. At that moiiicnt, a little girl, who was trundling a licsip down the gravel-path, stop|)ed her huop to liH>k at the pair. She was very pretty, with large dark eyes, but Dorothy noticeil that shu hud a curious mark U|>on her forelieail. Presently Dorothy saw her run back toward an extremely tall and grai;eful woman, who was sauntering along, followed nt some dis- tance by a nurse with a baby in her arms, and turning occasionally to look at the beds of spring llowers, hyacinths and tulips which bordered the path. " O mother," she heard her call out in the clear .oioe of childhood, " there is such a nice blind man ! He isn't old anil ugly, and he hasn't a dog, und he doesn't ask for pennies. Why is he blind if he hasn't a dog and doesn't ask for pennies?" Blindness, according to this little lady's ideas, evidently sprang from the presence of a cur ana an unsatistied hunger for copper coin. Sometimes it does. Ihe tall, graceful lady looked up carelessly, saying, "Hush, dear!" She was (juite close to them now, for they were walking toward each other, and Dorothy gave a great gasp, for before her stood Eva I'lowdcn I 'i'licre was no doubt about it. She was paler and haughtier-looking than ,)f yore ; but it was she. No one who had once seen her could mistake that r|ucenly beauty. Certainly Dorothy oould not mis- take it. " What is the matter, Doll?" said Ernest, carelessly. He was thinking of other things. '•Nothing-, I hurt myself." They were (juite close now. And Kva, too, looked at them, and she, too, saw the face she had never thought to see again. With all her eyes, and with her lips parted as though to cry out, she ga/ed at the sight before herâ€"slowly, slowly, taking in all it meant. They were nearly level now. Tbeii there leaped up into her eyes and faceâ€" the eyes and face which a second ' before had been so calm and statue-like, a wild light of love, and intensity of passion- ate aud jealous desire, such as is not often to be seen on the faces of women. " Krnest there, and Krnest blind, and b«'ing led by the hand of Dorothv, and looking happy with her!" How dared she touch her love ? How dared he look hapv with her? Those were the thoughts which Hashed through her troubled mind. She made a step toward them as though to address him, and the blind eyes fell UfKin her lovely face and wandered over it. It made her mad. His eyes were on her face, anil yet he could not see her. O Uod ! Dorothy saw the motion and moved by ai. overmastering instinct threw herself between them in an attitude of protection not unmixed with defiance. And so, for a second, their eyes flashing and their bosoms heaving with emotion, the two women stood face to face, and the blind pathetic eyes wandered uneasily over both, feeling a presence they were unable to define. It was a tragic, almost a dreadful scene. The passions it revealed were too intense for words, as no brush can justly paint a landBca|)e made vivid by the unnatural tierceiiess of the lightning. " Well, Doll, why do you stop ?" he said, impatiently. His voice broke the spell. Eva withdrew her arm, which was half-outstretched, and touched her lips with her finger as though to enjoin silence. Then a deep misery spread itself over her flushed face ; her head sank low. and she passed thence with rapid steps. I'resently the nurse »itlithe baby followed her, and Dorothy noticed vaguely that the child had also a mark ii{)on his forehead. The whole thing had not taken forty seconds. ' Doll, " said, with a wild voice, and com- mencing to tremble, "who was that passed us ?" ' A lady," was the answer. "A ladN ; ves, I know that - what lady ?" • I don't know a laily with children." It was a fib, but she could not tell him then : an instinct warned her not to do so. " Uh ! It is strange, Doll, strange ; but| do you know, I felt just now as though Kva were verv near me ? Come, let us go home ! " Just then the cloud got over the sun again, and they walked home in the shadow, .\ppareiitly, too, all their talka- tiveness had gone the way of the sun. They had nothing to say. (HAl'TEK XS.XIX. I.\riiiisi'Ki:TIvi:. i K%a I'lowden could scarcely be said to be a happy woman. A refined woman who has deliberately married one man when she loves another is not as a rule happy after- ward, unless indeed she is blesse<l or cursed with a singularly callous nature. Hut there are degrees and degrees of iinhappiness. Such a fate as Kva's would have killed Dorothy, and would have driven Florence, bad as she might otherwise be, to suicide or madness, liut with Kva herself it was not so; sne was not sutliciently fine strung to sulTci thus. Hers was not a very happy life, and that was all about it. She had been most miserable ; but when the first burst of hir misery hurl passed, like the raving storm that sometimes uslieis in a *•» li«ujeiijl>« day., she had mo^w *>r less I reconciled hrmelf like a sensible woma'ri to her iwsition. The day was always rather wet, it is true, but still the sun iieejH'd out now and again, and if life was nut exactly a joyous thing, it was at least endurable. And yet with it all she loved Krnest in her heart as much as ever; his memory was inexpressibly dear to her, and her regrets were sometimes very bitter. <,)n thff whole, however, she had got over it wonder- fully, better than anybody, who could have witnessed her agony some years before, when Klorence told her the whole truth immediately after the wedding would have thought possible. The Sabine women, we are told, offered every reasonable resist ance to their outrage by the Homuim, but before long gave the Htnuigest proof of reconciliation to their lot. Ther>' was souiething of the Sabine woman about Kva. Indeed, the contrast between her state of mind as regarded Kriu-st, and Ernest's state of mind as regarded her, would make a curious study. They each lovtnl the other, and Net how different had the results of that love bi'en on the two natures 'â-  To Eva it had been and was a sorrow, some times a very real one; to Krnest, the des triiction of all that made life worth living. The contrast, indeed, was almost pitiable, it was so striking ; so wide a gulf was fixed between the two. The passion of the one was a wretched thing compared to the other. Itut both were real ; it was nieriij a diffeiinie of ilegree. If Kva s atTectimi was weak when ineasured by Ernest's, it was because the soil in which it grew was (Kwrer. She gave all she had to give. As for Mr. I'lowden, he could not but feel that on the whole Ins inatrimunial speculation had answered very well. He was honestly fond of his wife, and us lie hud a right lo be, very proiul of her .\t times she was cold and capricious and at times she was sarcastic ; but, tuke it altogether, she made him a good ami serviceable wife, and lifted liiin mi iiiRiiy prgh ill the social scule. I'eople saw that though I'lowden was not a geiitlemnn. he hud managed to marry n lady, and a verv lovely lady too; and ho was tolerated indeed to a certain extent courted, for the sake of his wife. It was principally to attain this end that he had married her, so he hail every reason to be satisfied with his bargain, anil he was. besides, proud to be Ihu legal owner of so handsome a creature. Kva often thought of her old Uner, though, except in the vagueal way, she had heard nothing of him for years. Indeed, she was, as it happened, thinking of him tenderly enough that very morning when her little girl had called her attention to the " nice blind man." .-Vnd when she at last, in a way which seemed to her, little short of miraculous, sot eyes again uiioii his face, all her smoldering passion broke into dame, and she felt that she still loved him with all her strength, such as it was. At that moment indeed she realized how great, how bitter, how complete was the mistake she had made, and what a beauti- ful thing life might have boon for her, it things had gone differently. But, reuiem- boring how things were, she bowed her head and passed on, for the tims completely crushed. Presently, however, two points became clear in the confusion of her mind, taking shape and form as distinct and indes- piitable mental facta, and these wereâ€" first. that she was wildly jealous of Dorothy ; second, that it was her fixed determination to see Ernest. She regretted now that she had been too overcome to go up and speak to him, for see him she must and would; indee<l, her sick longing to look upon his face and hear his voice filled her with alarm. Eva reached her home, after the meeting on the Hoe, just before luncheon-time. Her husband was now acting as locum tenenx for the rector of one of the Plymouth parishes. They had moved thus from place to place for years waiting for the Kestorwick living to fall vacant, and Kva liked the roving life well enough â€"it diverted her thoughts. I'resently she heard her husband enter, bringing somebody else with him, and summoned up the sweet smile for which she was remarkable to greet him. In another instant he was in the room, followed by a fresh faced subaltern, whose .ppearance reminded her of the pictures of cherubs. Mr. Plowden had changed but little since we saw him last, with the exception that his hair was now streaked with gray, and the whole face rather stouter. Otherwise the cold gray eyes were as cold as ever, and the countenance of PluwdetTwas what the coimtenance of Plowden had always been â€" powerful, intel- ligent and coikrse-looking. " Let me introduce my friend Lieutenant Jasper to you. my dear," he said in his full, strong v^ii^, which was yet unpleasant to the ear. "\Ve met at Captain Johnstone's, and, as it is a long way to go to the barracks for lunch, I asked him to come and take [lot-luck with us." The cherubic Jas|)er had screwed an eye- glass into his round eye, and through it was contemplating Kva with astonished ecstasy ; but like most beautifid women, she was used to that sort of thing, and it only amused her faintly. Mr. Plowden, too, was used to it, and took it as a (lersonal complimeiit. " I am delighted. ' she murmured, and held out her hand. The chi'riib, suddenly awaking to the fact, dropped his eyeglass, and, plunging at it, seized it as a pike does a tittle fish, and shook it with enthusiasm. Eva smiled again. " Shall we go to lunch ?" she said, sweetly ; and they went to lunch, she sail- ing down ill front of them with the grace of a swan. At lunci) itself the conversation flaggeil rather; that is, Mr. Plowden tulkeii with all the facility of an extern [xirary preacher ; the cherub gazed at this pale, dark eyed angel ; and Kva, fully occupii-d with her own thoughts, contributed a few apprecia- tive smiles, and a few random remarks. Just as they were, to her intense relief, Hearing the conclusion of the meal, a messenger arrived to summon Mr. Plowden to christen a dying baby. He got rp at once, for he was punctilious in the perform- ance of his duties, and, making excuses to his guest, departed on his errand, thus forcing Eva to carry on the conversation. •' Have you been in Plymouth long, Mr. Jasjwr?" she asked. The eye glass dropped spasmodically. •• Plymouth ? oh, dear, no, I only lauded this morning." "Landed.' Indeed! Where from? I did not know tiiat any boat was in except the Conwav Castle. ' " WeUJakkiu||abv '.her. fnmi the /ii>a w*t. ^i^^^mo^V^ 't wma xntvntten o«.mi«* for fever ' The cherub suddenly became intensely interesting to Kva, fur it had struck her that Ernest must have come from there. " IndtMjd ! I hoi>e you had a pleasant passage. It deiteiids so much on your fellow passengers, docs it not ? " " Oh, yes, we had a very nice lot of men on board, wounded offict'rs mostly. There were a couple of very decent civilians, too, a giant of a fellow calle<l Jones, and a hiind baronet. Sir Ernest Kershaw." E\a's bosom hea\e<l. " I once knew a Mr. Ernest Kershaw ; I wonder if it is the same ? He was tall, and hud dark eyes. " " That's the uiuii ; he only got his title a month or two ago. K melancholy sort of a chap, 1 thought ; but then hecan't seeiiow. That Jones i« a wonderful fellow, though could pull two heavy men up at once, as easily as you would lift a puppy dog. Saw him do it myself. I knew them both out there." " Oh ! Where did you meet them ?" " Well, it was rather curious. I supimse you heard of the great disaster at that place with an awful name Well, I was at a be«»tly hole called Help Makaar, when a fellow came riding like anything from Koike's Drift, telling us what liadhapiK'iie<i, and thai the /.iilns were coming. So we all set to and worked like mad, and just us we hail got the place a little fit for them, soiiu'buil) shoute I that liesaw them coming. That was just as it was getting dark. 1 ran to the wall to look, uiid saw, not the XiiltiH, but a groat big fellow carrying a dead fellow in his arms, followed h\ a Kttfu leuding three horses. At leust 1 thiiiiglit the fellow was dead, but he wasn't III' hud been struck by lightning. We let him ill , and such a sight us there were you never saw, all simked with blood from top to toe !'' " Ah ! And how did the\ come like that ? ' " T'liey were the only survivors of a volunteer corps called .Mston's Horse. They killed all the Zulus that were attacking them, when the Zulus had killed every body except them. Then they came away, and the blind follow, that is. Sir Ernest, got struck in a storm -follows often do out there. " Kva put further i|UC8tions, and listened with breathless interest to the story of Krnest's and Jeremy's wonderful escaiie, so far as the details were known to Mr. Jasper, ijuite regardless of the pitiless fire that young gentleman was keeping on her- self through his eyeglass. .\t last, reliict- aiitlv enough, he rose to go. " 1 must be oft' now, Mrs. Plowdtui j I want to go and call on Sir Ernest at the hotel, lie lent me a Derringer pistol to practice at a bottle with, and I forgot to give it back." Kva turned the full battery of her beniitifiil eyes u[ion him. She saw that the young gentleman was struck, and determined to make use of him. Women are unscrupulous when they have an end in view. " I am so sorry you must go, but I hope you will come and see me again, and tell me some more about the war and the battles "" ''''hink it necessary to idd that ' the luck to see a shot fired " Rv (.vshoiild he? Ernest, i-'f P" *â„¢ «°J'.'*^ -â-  he had if j: himself. hiuk you could Strom me? I have i to be overheard.' re say I can. bthing all be pnvate ml for not wii "Oh, v( would gi^e - ^„^^ ,^^,„re .. ")^°""«€ood." Another lance •Will you te| jj^^j y ^.j^i, heWould takeaflyanij, »ee me? IQ all thisaftet.Vr A pang of I ghot throui the cherubic bosoia,,,-; eomforted Wnself with the reflectio ^^ ^ fine womai like that could not c«v,^ ^ .. blind febw." "Oh, certainly. m,.. " Thank you," | ^jje extended her hand. Me took it, am,toxicated by iose superb eyes, venturt, press it tendrly. A mild wonder too^oggeggion of fta's mind, that anybody i^.g^y young ctiM have developed such ^tonishing am«nt of impudence, but 8hii<j not resent Jie pressure. What did stjre about hatig her hand 8<iueezed whei ^jg a ques^n of seeing Ernest ? Pooi^eluded cheri ! CHAPTER;l. AKTKR UANV V». Within an hour after t departure 'f Lieut. Jasper, Eva heard i\y draw up t the door. Then came an iorval and v^ sound of two people walkin,up the stes one of whom stu.Tibled a gooideBl ; theii ring you know. \s a cru-.hed flower amed,i sweet, so all chat U most beautiful aod aspiring in himian nature is called into Ufa when Godlayi His heavy hand upon ua. Heaven is soriow's sola ambition. No, Bv», I do not know why I believe it, certainly you have giver uie no g-ouuda tor faith, but I do believe it, aiul it comforts me. By - the- way, how (id you know I was here.'" " I passed yoi on the Hoe this mornini> walking with Dirothy." Ernest startd. • I felt jou paas." ha said, " and asled Dorothy who it was. Sha said she did not know." " She knew, lut I made a sign to her not to say." -Oh!' " Ernest, wi! you promise me some- thing ?" asked Iva, wildly. â- â€¢ What is it ?• "Nothing. I lave changed my mind â€" nothing at all." , . .. , The promise tat she was about to ask was that Ue wuld "Ot marry Dorothy, but her better nature rose iu rebeUion against it. Thn they talked awhile of Ernest's life abrad. " Well," said Euest. rising after a pause, " good-by, Eva." "It is a ver) cruel word, mured. , ,., Yes, it is crue but not more cnieJ than the rest. " " It has been happiness to see you, Ernest." . ,, u He shrugged his shoulders as ba answered ; " Ha. it ? For myself I am if it has )eea a happmess or » she mor- not sure i " Is Mrs. Plowdtn at home t said a cle, misery. 1 must hre a -V«" °^ «7° °' '''"f ' voice, the well -remembered totes of whi< darkness to think oyer before I ma^^P '""â- â- â-  ui- 1 I" O Kniest, von re blind urcelv knowing wit she said. He laughed a hii little laugh la. I am as blind ow as you the bell she cried, Yes, have beeu aud led sent the blood to her head and ilien backl^my mind. U lU y\ tmd'y r">S her heart with a rush tfor the servant to .ke me away . " Yes, sir." \ Half unconscioay she obeyed hiin, and "Oh! Wait here, Ivman. Now, mjlhen she came andook his hand and looked good girl, I must ask vot to give me vouAith all her eyes al all her soul into Uu hand, for I am not iii a 'ondition to'fiiulWe. It was fortiute that he could not my way alxnit strange plac>s." Another pau.se, and the drawing loem door opened, and the maid catie in leading Krnest. who wore a curious, drawn look upon his face. "How do joudo '" she said, in a low- voice, coming and taking him by the hand. " That will do. Jane." He aid not sfieuk till the door closed ; he only looked at her with those searching blind eyes. Thus they met again after many years. She led him to a sofa and he sat down. " Do not leave go of my hand, " he said, quickly ; " I have not yet got used to talk- ing to people in the dark." She sat down on the sofa beside him feeling frightened and yet happy. For a while they remained silent; apparently they could find nothing to say, and after all silence seemed most fitting. She had never thought to sit hand in hand with him again. She looked at him ; there was no need for her to keep a guard over her loving glances, for he was blind. .-Vt length she broke the silence. " Were you surprised to get my mes- sage?" she asked, gently. " Yes ; it was like getting a message from the dead. I never expected to see you again ; I thought that you had quite [lassed out of my life." " So you had forgotten me ?" " Why do you say such a thing to me ? You must know, Eva, that it ia impossible for me to forget you ; I almost wish th%t {wssed out of my outward life, for out of my mind you can never i>ass. " Eva hung her head and was silent, and yet his words sent a thrill of happiness through her. So she had not quite lost him after it all. " Listen, Eva," Ernest went on, gather- ing himself together, and speaking sternly enough now, and with a suppressed energy that frightened her. " How you came to do what you have done you best know." " It is done ; do not let us speak of it. I was nut altogether to blame," she broke in. " 1 was not going to speak of it. But I was going to say this, now while I have the chance, because time is short, and I think it right that \ou should know the truth. I was going to tell you first that for what you have done I freely forgive you. " " Ernest I" " It is," he went on, not heeding her, "a question that you can settle with your conscience and vour (!od. But I wish to i , „ i « t , , . ... ,^\. t tell you what it^ is that vou have done. You f '^"^ f I'^t *"''i ^- ^,"*^' ^^'u have wrecktHl niv life", and made it an , J';"«V'!f "' "f ^"'*"** '^.""'j' *' "'"'"'l unhappv thing; v'ou have taken that from i .''"' '""er gentleman praused to repor me which I can never have to give again ; ''^""b'-V " Ml Hickson n the prop6-od you have embittered my mind, and driven ^^te"»'o» f'O"' Tara or Abndale to Owen me tu sins of which I should not otherwise, ",," ', ,.1 ,- . have dreamed. I loved you, and you gave ' ,/^ "'â- '', *'" ^'^ 'oinmencet immediately on me proofs which I could not doubt tlmt I tli«, '"'" «a.v fron W mnip-g to the inter had won vonr love. You let me love you, ""*'':'"*' !^""\r' »rrang.ment8 for con and then when the hour of trial came vou "f ! '"'! ""'', ''"''^""hern Pacific Railway leserted and morally d-atrojed uie, ind 'V'll^l':'":'.!*"...'*',"'^ *'"»^y I^H °»*^'': the great and holy aiTection that should have been the blessing of my life has IxHonie its curse. " ' Ernesthow can I live with seeinj; you ? 1 ve you 1" and she fsil his arms- kissed her, ti then somehow, b3 r knew how. foii the strength to put rom him. I'erfc)b it was because ha 1 the servant coing- xt moment the -vaut came wav , , ,, sooii a-< he was ae Eva flung herself on le sofa and ^.obbtas though her heart woi^ break- \V\en Dorothv sa-i fresh-faced young oflic* who had con up to see Eraerft, mvstlriouslv lead hitfcside, and whmper someliiiig in his ear. lich caused him to turn ^-st red and then-hite, she, being a shrewl observer, thoat it curious. Bat when truest asked heo ring the bell and then ordered a fly to I brought round at once, tie idea of Eva once flashed into her mild. She and I other must be at the bottom of this myiry. Presently the fly was aiinomiced, A Ernest went off without a word, leaviaier to the tender mercies of the cherulwho was coutem plating her with his rod eye as he had contemplated Eva, at finding her also charming. It must be nembered that ha had but just returne-l hn South Atrio», ,•- ' vjoi iirmvvred W-'' 'V'-''' '** ^*'' '" love \...,. an apple- w(,»ti. How mucb more then wouKlhe=.ucoib to the charm t of the stately Eva al the extremely fascinating Dorothy It was soma time before the lattetould get rid of him and his eye-glass.On an ordinary occasion she would havoeen glad enough to entertain him. for l)othy liked a littlu male society, and the urub, though hu did look so painfully you>. was not half a bad fello*, and after all s whole soul w»j in his eyeglass, and his $ring was meant to be complimentary. bt just now sha had a purpose m her littl head, and waj heartily glad when he dtarted to redect ove"- the rival attractr.s of the two charmers. (To be coutiajd.) l-at*} Kuilwayiews. A couferenoe wa.s heU on Tuesday at Owen Sound between tb Town Council 10 va covered her face with her hands and sat silent. • Yon do not answer me, Eva," he said, presently with a little laugh. " Perhaps uni find what I have to say difficult to answer, or [lerhaps yon think 1 am taking a liberty." " You are very hard." she said in a low voice. " Had you not bi'tter wait till I have uoiie before \ou call me hard ? If 1 wished to be hard, I should tell you that 1 no longer cared for you, that my prevailing feeling toward you was one of contempt. It would perhaps mortify you to think that I hud shaken otl such heavy chai An absolute ddiial i.s givun at Winnijwg to the reported negotiation for the sale of the Manitoba A Jorthwestcru Koad to tba Oruiid Trunk. , The pay cur « the Canadian PacifiJ Uuilway. which i^inow out n\ the Western division, was ditclbd near Medicine Hat on Tuesday and was (uith damaged. Mr. Piigsley. Pr»sid"ent of the Kegina A Long Luke Kailwij, , who arrived at Wir. iiipeg from the Eist yesterday, said ooti struction operationi would be comnienoeJ as soon as the weather permits, and that the line will be b»i!t to the South Sad katchewun before tit snow comes next full. Conipromisiut With the Day. No. Bobby. " said his mother. you It's Sunday, you such heavy cnaiiis But it cannot go skating to-ijav is not the truth, Eva. I love you now, know. " passionately as ever, as I always have " Well, ma," persiited Bobby, " can't I loved you, as 1 always shall love you. I go if I'll just skate straight "ahead and lioi)e for hothiiig, 1 ask for nothing; in this aot try to do any fancy work ?" Vuck. business it has always been my part to give, not to receive. I despise myself for it, but so it is." She laid her hand upon his shoulder. " Spare me, Ernest," she whispered. | " I have very little more to say, only this: I believe all this I hove given you has not been given uselessly. I believe that the love of the flesh will die with the flesh. But my love for you has been something more and higher than that, or how has it lived without hope, md, in spite of its dis- honor, through so many years? It is of Life In I'tah. Mormon wife (to husband) out, dear ? Mormon husbandâ€" Yes engagement with Miss 3righam givo me her answer to night Are you going I have an She is to The ancient their beads. Peruvians used to flatten In an old valise belon|{iug to O. O. Put ., ney, a uiiuer who w»s killed by ar the spirit, and 1 believe its life will be like avalanche at Bay Horse, Idaho, were that of the spirit, unending, aud that when this hateful life is done with I shall in some strange way reop its fruits with you." " Why do you believe that, Ernest ?" " Why do I believe it? I can not tell you. Perhaps it is nothing but the phantasy of a mind broken down with found some faded love letters, a few bones, and a note saying, " I wish these bones buried with mo! " A Dubuque, Prohibition Iowa, under- taker recently ordered stock from a Michi gan coffin manufactory, and added thij postscript to the order ; " Put in one of 1 , 1°? .*''^ ^*7 "^m' "® stammered; brooding on its grief . In trouble we grow the caskets a gallon of Old Crow whisky '" 1 shall be delighted. toward the light Uke a plant in the dark. »,wl hill .a o,«k»iâ„¢in« fluid." light Uke a plant in the dark, aud bill as embaltniog fluid."