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Now, John, the district teacher tay, With frown that scarce oan bid* Tl.e ilimnhiiK Mullet, arouti'l her mouth Wbsre Cupid's liou abide. What ban >uu donate Mary Anu That she n crying to " Don'l nay 'iwai nothing don't. I lay : nr Jobu ibat can't be *0. ' For Mary Aon would ui ver crv At u< >IU.DK 1 am -urn, And if you'vu wounded juntioe, Jobu, mi know the only <-ure r i' im-liiiirnt. Ho oome, Htaml up Transgressions uiual abi.le Tbe [MLiu attendant on tbe scheme That make* tt justified." bo John step* (ortb, witb uuuburul lac* 1 hitlr all in u tumble, II .s laughing eye* a contrast to His drooping uioutb, so humble. " Now, Mary, you uiust toll me all ! aee that John will nut - And if he's b*t>u uukiud or rude I'M wbip him on the spot." We We were |ilayiu p-prisouer bate. An b-he la n-imcb a t-tease, An' w-whou 1 w-wasu't Mookin', uia'am, H be kissed lue if you plaaae I " I'pon tbe lacher'ft face the suille* Have trtuuiphed o er Ibe frown. A i>lva*aut thought runs though ber wind, Tbe i tick oomes harmless down. but outraged law mutt be avenged ' Begone, ye smiles, begone! Away, ye little dreams i>f love, Come on. ye frowns, oooie on ! " I tbink I'll bave to wbip you, .lobn ; Such conduct break* the rule . No boy, except a naughty one. Would kite a girl- at school ' Again tbe teacber'i rod ii raited, A Ntmema b ttaudk A premium were put on tio If pGutbbsd by such bandt t Ar when Ibe bee explores tbe roe* We tbe petala trouible, So troiubled Mary's rosebud lips Her heart would not dissemble. 1 wouldn't whip bini vary bard " Tb etiek itope in its fall It watn't right to do it. but It didn't hurt at all!" " What made you cry. then. Kary Ann" To* Mhool noise uiakee a pause And out upon tbe listening air From Mary comee. " Because! " llottuti Tranacilpt. THAT BEAUTIFUL B1VHL CHAPTER III. Out ol the mott uiagmlioeut of til* many palace home* that adorn the glorious Hud oo Kiver belonged to 8l. Leou L,e Roy. It was a beautiful, picturesque structure with graceful tower*, projecting oriel win- down, charming baloomei, and marble tMp* that led down into spacious grounds to beautifully laid oat tba! one uever wearied of the miniature lake*, tbe spark liog fountains, the tplendid thmbbery, the rare flower*, and the ooetly statuary that dotted tbe velvet; green lawni tbat doped down to tbe water'* edge. It WM a min- iature paradise without, and the interior of tbe dwelling waj no lee* beautiful and tattefol. Cultured taste and rare refine- ment had united witb great wealth to make it a complete and perfect ideal of a home. Perhaps tbe tint St. Leon Le Roy, when be had built this beautiful boms and oar- lied hm blooming bride there, bad not been tar wrong when be oalled it " Eden." Whether he bad found il a veritable Eden mattered little to him now. H* bad [acted to bit re*t in " the laud tbat it fairer than day," and his ion reigned m bit iitead, a king b> right of hi* imperiout will, and worthippcd blindly by tbe queen- dowager hi* mother. He WSH tall, dark and stately, and with airi. mt godlike beauty marred somewhat by an expreaiion of oynioitm, coldness and pride, all curiously blended together. He wan put the prime of youth, being about IJTe aod-thirty, and hi* varied experience of men and things had led cold, distrustful line* about bit Arm, muttached lip<, aod a mookiuv light in bin proud dark eyee. An impatient discontent retted on hi* haudiome feature* a* be a( m a beautilul morning-room with hi* mother tbe second day after tbe beginning of thu story. Tbe bandaome, nobly dressed old lady wan reading aloud from a letter tbat had joit been received with the morning'* mail : " M v i i AH MB*. Lr. ROY, I am in a dilemma, and I turn to you, my old friend, although I have not eeeu you in many yearn, believing that yon will aid and abet me in my innoeent tcbeme. My daughter, Beatrix, hae formed a foolith engagement with a young man of email income and no prospects. She i* both beautiful aal accomplished, and a* the *ole heiress of ber father* w*altb I eannot endure to *ee her become the prey of a designing fortune- hunter. My plan i* to separate them by ending Beatrix away from tbe city and getting rid of her lover by some clever eeheme before she return*. If possible, Mr. Gordon will bave him *ent to Europe (I would like to aend tbe wretoh to Kims- chalk* if I could !i oo eome lucrative mil- lion. Both our heart < are deeply eeton thi* plan. Indeed, delicate invalid a* I am, my nervei are *o nnitrnng by thin affair, that I shall periab unlett I can reeone my child from tbi* undesirable entanglement Aod now, dear Mr*. Le Roy, for your share in our little scheme. I know tbat during the abnenoe of your eon in Europe, yon are leading a quiet, retired life, at your beauti- ful home on tbe Hudaon. I wiib to have Beatrix vi*it you for a few months, while - net her obnoxion* lover oat of tbe way l- i<ood. So rare am I of your content, ti -.-. I have pretended to Beatrix that you bave already invited ber, and on the day a' 'it to-morrow I (ball aend ber down to i len in care of her maid. I would aocom- I . ,y her inysplf.ouly that I am a confirmed invalid. My dear friend you moat take the belt care of my treaeure. Bee that *he end* no letter* to any one but her father or me. Allow no stranger to visit ber. I depend hopefully on your oo operati in in thii matter, for my daughter i* a fitting mate for tbe but, and I will not sacrifice her to a pjor man. You will pardon my prolix letter, for the sake of a mother'* anxiety. " Tour*, " IPAHFU.A OOHDON." Bhe closed the letter and looked up at St. Leon, who itood m tbe embrasure of a lace draped window gaziog oareleaely out at the beautiful ground*. A mocking sneer curled hi* thin lipt a* he returned to her. " A (obeming woman of the world," be (aid, lententiouily. " I hop* yon will not lend yourself to ber iniquitous plan." Mrs. Le Roy glanoaa at tbe letter again. " Yon see sbe really gives me no chance for refusing, simply taking my consent for granted," *he said dubiously. " No matter. Write her that yon cannot receive Beatrix. Tell bar I oarne home yesterday, and that I am an ogre who woald frighten her beauty away. Wbat'.U the peaee of my hom*-ooming to be marred by the) oomiug of a rouiantio love iek girl ' be exclaimed. ' I will write ber not to oome. lhei St. Leon but, beaveni, look at tbe date of Una Utter! It has unwarned' bbe should be here to-day '" exolaimed tbe lady, uervoualy. Telegraph her. then anythiDg-ooly keep tbe girl away !" eidlaiined Lt Roy, testily ' I will do so immediately, St. Lwn," exolaaujed bis mother, all in a flutter that WM quits unuBual to her high-bred digtity. But" fate ie. above u* all I" At thie moment a trained, obsequious servant opened the door, and announced reopect- fully : VIM Gordon." CHAPTER IV. Tbe agitated lady and her haughty, haudaomv eon both looked at the door witb an irrepressible start. A 16 year old ijirl was wavering on tbe tnreebold, (taring into tbe elegant room and at the oold, our i ju faoe* of tbe mother and too with parted lip*, and large, ombre, frightened, dark eyes. Over tbe simple, short travelling-dress, of plain, dark-gray material, ber rich, barniabed golden hair fl jwed in billows of brightness beneath tbe wide briuj of her simple ha*. A neat, pretty maid hovered in tbe back- ground, looking f*r more cool aod nelf powesHed than ber lovely young mistress. l. Lson La Roy'* quick eye* oaugbt and held for a moment the gaze of those startled one*. H* saw a pale, pnre face, exquisitely moulded, with perfect features, save, u be said to himself , her uoue was a triflt too short, and her lip* loo fall. But then the defect of ber nose lent oharsoMr u ber fan, and tbe pouting lips showed teuder- nest. " A baby face," be said to himself, disdainfully, noting tbe quiver of tbe "is., thai trembled like a child's about to cry. The girl'* dark eye* turned quickly from that haughty, b*ui*ome faoe as if in tsar, and aoognt oomfori in tbe woman's, bat it wt I cold and haughty, too. Tbere waioo welcome on il save what cald, conventional courtesy required, bhe advanced and gave the newoomer tbe tip* of b*r fingers and the lide of her cheek to kiss. " Welcome to Eden, Mis* Oardoo," the said, chillingly, and then she led ber ap to ber son. " Allow me to present my ou. St. Leon. He only returned from Earope yesterday," she added. They bowed to each other with ohill courtesy, these two, and tbat was all. He was too annoyed at ber ooming to be ordi- narily civil, and she was too frightened at ber grave, starn- looking host to pat out ber little mite of a band to him. " You bave quit* surprised me, Beatrix 1 rappee* I most call yon Itealrix, ' said Mrs. Le Roy, trying to infuse some warmth into her frigid manner. " You see, your mimma'i letter miscarried, and I Lave but just received it, so you mast excuse my not tending the carriage to meet yon." Certainly,' Beatrix murmured, color- ing warmly for a moment, and veiling ber splendid eye* beneath their long fringed lube*, while a sigh of relief escaped her lipt a* her hostess continued : " I dare say yon would like to be shown your room* now, tbat you may remote we du-t of travel. It is vsry unpleasant, taking a pnrney this warm weather." Beatrix agreed with her, tud when ibe had beielf conducted ber asd the maid Clarice to a lovely suite of room*, all silver and v jr-i, Urs. Le Roy returned to ber son. He still itood m tbs embrasure of tbe window, pulling bis dark muttaohe ratLt-r sulkily witb hi* slender brown fingers. " Was there ever luch a contretrmfi!" he t\olaim*d, going DP to him. " \Voat shall we do, St. L,wn ?" " Nothing," he answered, rather shortly. "Nothing?" bbe echoed, helplessly, yet with an accent of relief in bsr voioe. " \S ny, wbat is there to do?" he inquired, impatiently. " She ii here, whether we want her or not. We are not barbarism , we cannot send oar gueel away. Besides, 1 have changed my mind ; Mr*. Gordon was right." " Right !" ibe echoed, gazing op into hir face inquiringly. My lady-mamma, Ii as our guest quite upset your equanimity ?" be inquired smil- ing down at her perturbed faee. " You eclio my word* witb parrot-like pertin- acity!" " If I am disturbed, St. L*on, it i* on your account," sbe replied, with dignity. ' 1 could endure the girl's visit very will myself." "So can I, I think," be returned, mniingly. " Bbe i* not at all wbat my fancy painted her a self- possessed fashion- able beauty, who woald rather camp*! me to dance attendance upon ber. I could tee that the little thing was rather afraid of me ; I dare say she will keep out of my way." " I bave no doubt of it. She wa* positively by and awkward. Not at all like her mother, whom I remember as a brilliant bell* who held ber own witb qaeenly dig- nity," eaid Mri. Le Roy. " I cannot blame Isabel for her oaotion ; Beatrix look* too young i j havt a lover." "' She's o'er young to marry yet,' cer- tainly," assented ber ton. " W* will keep the ewe- lamb safe, mamma, snd woe be to the wolf that oomee prowling round the precious fold." He ipoke so dryly that she could not tell whether be was in jesl or earnest, and bit expression wa* just M inscrutable as bis one. While ib* was pazzling over both, Beatrix returned. Her plain gray travelling-drew had been ei3ba3ged for a pretty, soft, white rob* with delicate laces about it, and she carried a wide son hat in her small, dimpled bands. Tbe big darkeyen did not look quite 10 frightened now. They looked yearningly oat at tbe beautiful grounds. " May I go oat there ?' sb* asked. " I bave never seen such a beautiful spot in my life before I" CHA.PTEK V. St. Leon looked at the girl a* she made ber timid request. Her eyes drooped from bis qoiokly, and the frightened look came into them agsm. Ho was unaccountably vexed, although a moment before be bad been pleased, because be was a/raid of him. " Why should tbe little goose fear m ? I am not an ogre, ' he sail to himself, hortl), turning baok to the window, while Mrs. Ls Roy aniwered politely : C irtainly, child, and I will g witb yon to show you the way." They went out together, and St. Leon watched them from tbe window, appearing and dinappaariog among the winding walks, the girl's white figure bendiuK here and there among tbe gay ftrttrrei of flower*, the morning sunshine lighting her waving trasses int j splendor. Mrs. L* Boy bad given her carte liUnclu as to tbe flowers, and sbe wa* sagsrly filling ber bauds with the scented beauties. Alter a little, be remembered that hi* mother was growing old, ttiid that she must be weary of keeping pace with those light, quick footsteps. Ho heBiiated, and then went out to them. " Cher, mam in, yea must be tired," be said. " Bit d.'n here on this garden-sent and rest, aod I will take your plaou with Mis t Ci >rdon." Beatrix turned with quick compunction. "Are yon Sired?" sue said, looking at Mn. Lttoy with the long, curling lashes lifted from her expressive eye*. " I am so sorry. I forgot that it isn't uw to you as il is to me. Bhall w* go in '" " By no mean*," answered the lady. " I will sil here and reel, and Hi. Lsou (ball be your escort." She flashed him a little glance, quickly withdrawn. " Perhaps you wouldn't like," she said. He laugiied, and walked on by ber tide by way of anrwer, thinking to himself that the was rather piittier than he bad thought at first. Tbs wide sun-hat was tilled carelessly back from Ibe fair brow, with i w obildisb fringe of sanny look*, and he dark eye* with their long curling lasbes, looked darker still by the contrast. A sofi color had oome into her faoe, and shy smile* of pleasure hovered around her lips. She looked like a child, wiih tbs front of ber white over-skirt held up in her bauds and filled with flowers. I>o you like dowers '.'" be asked ber. " I lore them," bhe answered, witb a dis tinot emphasi* on the word*. I love them, and I never taw so many and such lovely flower* as you bave her*." " Then you ought to enjoy your visit to Kian," he aaid, pleated at her plsasur* in bis borne, and little tbiuking bow sbe uuuld enjoy that visit how all tbs joy and sorrow of ber lite would dale from these summer hours. " Yes, I should snjoy it I Inane f*sf only only" *h* *aid, and paused in eon- fusion. ' Only wbat ? Tell me." said St. Leon Le Kiy, thinking suddenly of tbs lover from whom the girl had been torn by ber scheming parents. "Sbe is thinking of tbat fortune bonier that wretched entanglement," he said to himself, wondering wbat her next word* woald be. " Only," the went oo with onildish frank- nets, and giving him on* of ber swift, dark glance*, quickly withdrawn, " I am afraid you are are angry that I have) exne ber* .'" Oh, wondrous perceptions of innocence ! He flushed a little under his hand*om* brown skin, and pulled nervously al his silky mustache. " Wby should you think so ?" bs queried. "I don't know. I-I seemed to feel i I in tbe air," she aaid. vaguely, aod in a little troubled tone. " You a re vexed about it aren't you?" and ibe turned on him fully for the first time tbe full gaz* <.f those Urge wondrou* black eye*, before whose searching gaze even the most accomplished Ananias might have hesitated t j aniwer falsely. " I should be diiocurteoua if 1 answered in tbe affirmative," h* tail. " You need'l mind tbat not the least bit in tbe world," ibe (aid, eagerly. " You see, I didn't know when I name that you were here. I thought tbat there wa* only an old lady your mamma. If yon don't wan'l me here, I mail go back to I can go away," ibe said, growing strangely pal* a* the word* left her lipi. " I'eruape yon would bave been better pleased if I had not been here," be said, ouriouBly, a* they walked on down a wide, gravelled path, leading lo tbe river. " Perhaps so I don't Ilk* men very much," she answered, with innocent frank- ness. "Kidicuhus affectation, when she i* dead in love with a fortune hunting soonn- drel!" though k hs, gnawing bis mustaob* vexedly. Somehow linos Beatrix Gordon had oome to Kden be oboss to take the most contemptible view of ber lover. " Perhaps yon would like me to go away '.'" he said, with fine sarctim. They had oome to the pretty rustic fence tbat bordered tbe lawn. Below it was tbe l>ublio road, beyond tbii tbe wide, beauti- ful river, witb the white sail* ooming and goiag on its glassy breast. Beatrix tunk down on a convenient seat witb a orimiao, dismayed face. Borne of tbe flower* fell from ber ovenkirt in tbe lurprise with which she regared him. "Ob, what have I said? I didn't mean that- never!" she cried, as he stooped to restore her treasures. " I wouldn't have yoa go away from your beautiful home for me, Mr. Ls Roy." " Very well, I will stay. I dare say Eden is wile enough for us to keep out of each other's way," he answered, as h* eat down by ber side. " Yes, tnrely," che cried ; " and if if yon will only tell me how, I won't bather yon I won't oome in your way at all." " Vary well," grimly. " We will both stay tt Eden and compromise that way. We will try and not intrude upon each other. My favorite haant is the library. If yon will keep out of there, yon may bave the right of way in the rest of the house without materially disturbing me." Palpable dismay lowered over tbe lifted faoe tbat looked so lovely in tbe golden sunlight. " Tbe library and the books are all there aren't tbsy ?" she asked with a note of keen yearning in her voice. " Ye* ; do yon like books 7" be asked, curiously. "Hove them," she answered, discarding tbe word " like" as she had done about tbe flowers. There was no half way strain in her nature. Fervent, ardent, impetuous, the word wa* too oold for ber. Thoce things tbat pleeted ber she lord. " Then, perhaps I will lend yon some books sometimes, if you will only keep oat of my sanctum," he said, coolly. " Do you promise?" " Yet, I promise," sbe replied, with a gentle, smothered sigh. Then iudd*aly she lifted her eyes and asked him the last question be would have expected to hear from a girl nurtured ib tbe lap of weallh and luxury. " Mr. Le Roy, if you were a little girl like I am and it you hadn't any parents, nor home, friends nor money nor any practical eduoa'ion wbat would you do to earn ao honest living '.'" There wa* a palpable anxiety in voioa and faoe. Bhe had grown very pale, her dark eye*) were distinctly wistful. " She i* thinking of tbat obnoxious lover. She would even dare poverty for hi* sake." be said to himself in aispUamire. Aloud be antwared carelessly : 1 II is bard to say wbat I should do in such a case, Miss Gordon. I believe tbat I should throw mynell into tbat beautiful river yonder and so end all." In tbe dark after days he remembered those words. CHAPTER VI. Beatrix Gordon looked al the be itiful river with wide, dark eyes. The lommer unsbine gilded the blue wave*, tbe white Bails dotted it* wids *xpaun* like fairy sb*l- lopsglidingtoaodfro. It was grand and daz- zliugly bsaalifol, bat tbs young girl shiv- ered a* sbe though I of the dark depths below, bhe turned from it to look into St. Leon Le Hoy's handsome face with its oold, cynical eyee. " Yon would throw yourself into tbe river and ao end all," she repeated. " Ob, Mr. Le Roy, is il so bard for a poor girl to live tbat suicide is Ibe least oboioe of evH* .'" Her little hauda clasped escb other tightly over tbe mass of glowing flowers in ber lap, and ber red lips trembled with earnestness. H* looked al ber in something like wonder. " I do not see why Mr. Gordon'* daughter bould trouble herself over such a quee tioo," he aaid. " Bui sines you ask ins I must nuswer yes. The world is full of pitfall* for tbe young and beautiful girl who ha* ber own living M earn. Were I in tbe situation you describe, I believe I should speedily eud the struggle witb fate by a leap into tbe river." These hastily spoken words, too. he was fated to recall in an hour of which he dreamed not now. Beatrix did not answer him. Sbe sal very still, looking before ber with,a*lrange, far-away expression on hsr face. A long, deep, uuoousoious *igh, qoivered over her lip*. " You are troubled over what I said why -" hs asked, curiously. Aod the girl answered with a shiver . 11 1 am afraid of life." St. Leon began to feel vaguely interested in this girl whose coming be bad dreaded so moob. Bbe was cot like other young ladies bs bad known not what be bad expected tbe rich Mr. Gordon's daughter to be. Thews was a spice of originality about her. Why should she, the petted child of wealth and luxury, think about these things of. which sbe bad talked Was il because Her lover was poor ? Hs did not like M tbink of tbat lover from whom ber parents wished to separate ber. Sbe wa* a child, be said to himself too young to born ber heart in tbe il ame of love. " I do not tee why yoa should fear life. Il i* likely to prove very fair and bright to you, if you do your duty if you implicitly "i 'y tbe wi*bee ct your parents," be sad. watching ber keenly. Tbe lovely faoe flushed crimson, but sbe made him DO auiwer. Sbe played witb ber nowem nervoudy. Bbe was afraid of Hi. Leon Le Koy's ksen, merciless eyes. " You do not wisb me td lecture yo% upon your duty '.'" be said, after waiting in vain for ber to reply. No. I do not tbink I do," she replied frankly. " Then 1 beg your pardon. Indeed, I am not worthy of lecturing any one upon tbat oald, hard word, duly," be aaid to himself rather than her. " I bave not been a very dutiful son myself," a shadow croeung hi* dark feature*. Beatrix again had no aniwer ready. She went on quietly grouping ber flowen into a large bunch. He watched tbe white bands witb a lazy, u-itbetio pleasure in their beauty a* they gleamed among tbe crimson flowen of which sbe had gathered a larger quantity than of any other oolor. Hs began to talk to ber of tbs city where she lived, of tbe places she bad visited, of people whom ht supposed the Gordon* would know. He was amz*d al b*r igno- rance on subjects where he would have supposed ber M be at bom*. "I bave been to very few places, and I know very few people," she said, bluthmg. " I I haven't been introduced into society yet. I am too young." " Then where did she pick up that lover?' h* asked himself. "Sbe must bave become infatuated witb her dancing- master or her music-master. But that evening when Mrs. Leroy opened the piano and asked her to play. Beatrix begged to be excused. Beiug pressed, sbe declared tbat sbe had never learned tbe piano, she di 1 not care for mneio at least not very much. No one expressed the surprise they felt. St. Leon played an ana for bis mother, then they olosed tbe piano. "So it wan not ber music master who won ber heart. Tbe circle narrows down to tbe professor ol tbe terpsioborean art," ha said to himself. " Mr dear, I have been watching you closely, " said Mn. Le Roy, suddenly. " Yoa do not at all resemble your mother. She had blue eyes, yours are black. Her feature! were quite different from yonre. I bave seen your father, bat I forget bow be looked. I suppose you are like bim." ' Yes, I am like my father," Beatrix aniwered, but her faoe crimsoned, and sbe looked as if she were about to bant into t*%rs. Sbe commanded herself with an i4' irt, and a little later, declaring that ber head ached, abs begged to be excused, and left the room. " Poor girl ! she is very unhappy I" said Mrs. Le Roy. " Isabel Gordon is vsry oare- It M to let that child bave a lover I Sbe baa no buiinei* out of the school room." CHAPTER VII. Beatrix went swiftly to the pretty dress- ing-room, wbere the maid was busy sawing on a dinner-dress of pink nuns' veiling for hsr beautiful young mistress. She rank down upon a chair and looked at Clarice with sombre, miserable eves. " Oh, Ulariee, I shall have to givt it all up," she panted. " They suspect ms I am quite sure they do t" j Clarice looked frightened and disturbed, and even reproachful "Ob, Miss Gordon dodt say tbat, " she exclaimed. " After all tbs drilling you've had. a clever, pretty girl like yon ought M be able to not your part. Bat it's jal as I told you to-day. You're too timid and nervous." " Because I am OOUMIOUI of my guilt answered the girl, sadly. " I should not be timid and nervous in my own proper character, Clarice. But you know ' eon- science makes coward* of u* all.' Beside*. I am ignorant on many lubjeots wbioli Beatrix Gordon ought to know well. The people and place* they ask me about I know nothing of, and they look surprised To-day Mrs. Le Roy asked me to play on the piano. When I ssid I did not know bow, I wish you could have seen their faces !" Thai wh rather bad. Tbe most of young ladies know bow to play oo tbe piano," said Clarice. " But auybew they couldn't make out a oass against you for Ibat. You uiirfbt bave said that you didn't care for music." " So 1 did, but tbe lie almost blistered my lips," said tbs girl, for 1 love music dearly, and when Mr. Le Roy played a beautiful aria 1 was afraid he would see my delight on my faee." " You muHt be careful over tbat. Bttok to your text," warned the maid. " If yoa make them tbink you don't Ilk* music tbsy will not think it strsoge you cannot play Wa* there miyUuii" sls unpleasant?" " Ye* ; Mrs. L K>y told m* I did oat al all resemble my mother. On, I was j frightened when sbs began. My bear'. sprung to my lip* !" " What did you say ?" asked Olarioe attentively. 11 I told them I resembled my father tbat was true at least," answered Beatrix, sighing. " Well, tbs gam* is not lost yet." said Clarice. '> Courage Miss Gordon boid your own Ufively a* you can. Ramsmber all that is loe^l if yoa fail." " I try to Mmemb*r it," sighed the girl " U il were not for her Clarice, I should break down, I know I should. It is terrible to be living a lie. Oh, Clarice, do you think he i* very happy now T" " Happy as a queen, " said Clarice, snlho liastioally ; " and she was so good aod weel sbe deserved it. Oh, yon main'*, regret that you made a little aaonfioe tor ber ! Aod ie it a sacrifice after all ? Look al ttis fraad, beautiful home, all this luxury around you. Where woald you b* if my mistress hadn't sent you hers?" Wbere, indeed ? The false Beatrix GOT don shivered as if witb sgne, ber twee blanched to a palid ho*. Sbe thought ot the homeless ontaasts in the horriblo streets of tbe dark, flawing rivar, of Bt. Leon Le Roy's oarsUee word to her that day: " I would throw mysejf into tbe rivar. and ao end all '" fTo be coutiooed.' t* If yoo an tullering from poor health or ' languiahlDg on a bl of aickneM.lak* cheer. 1 il you are simply ailing, or if yo* ft* ' weak aod dispirited ' without clearly know ' ing wby, Hop HltMri ' will surely our* you. II vou ursa minister, and have overtaxed yourself with your pastoral duties, or a mother, worn out with car* and work, or a uiao of business or lal.i.r. weakoueil l>y ilm itrmn ol youreverydtf dutiea. or a man of letter* tolling over your nililuiubt work. Hup Bitters will most surely Atrengthen you. If yon arc eofcriog fjsom over eating or drinking, any indiscretion or dissipation, or are young and growing too fast, as is often tbe cue, "Or If you are in the workshop, on tba ' farm, at the df-sk, anywhrre? and feet ' ibat your system nvc.ds cleansing, loo ' log. or stimulating, wltboat mlozlcai ing. If you are ok I. Ii loocl thin and iinjian., pulss feeble, urrvett uDntaady. favullirs wailing, Hop Hitters in wbat you need to give you ui'W lit*, btaltb and vigor.' If you art costive, or dvape|*tfc or suffering Ing from tny otber of tn* numerous die eases of tbe stomach or bowels it is your own fault if you are ill. It you are wasting a way with any form of Kidney ditteaee, stop tempting deatb Uiis moment, an, I tarn for a cure to Hop Bitters. If you ars sick with tbat terrible sick new. Nervousness, you will find a " Baliu in Gilead " in Hop Bitters. If you an' H fre<|uenU'r. or a resident of. a mtaamatic ilmtrua. liamoadt your ays- tern against the scourge of all countries Malaria. Rpldtmio, Bilious and Inter - 1 ii it ion k Fevers by tbe use of Hop Hitter* If you bave rough, pimply, or sallow skin, bed breath Hop Hitters will give you fair skin, noli blooil. the sweetest breath aod li.aliu BOO wll I be pHid for a case they will not cure or belp. A I n,i. -. Wleh. "Oh, bow 1 do wish my skin was as clear an i soft at ymirt." said a lady to her friend. "You can easily make It so, ' answered the friend 11 How m<|iilrml tbe rintt lady. ' By using Ho|> Hitters Ibat makes pure, rieb blood and blooming huultb. It did It for m*. at tou observe." IWNone genuine wltboat a bune*i of green HOD* on the whit* label. Hhuu all tbs vile poisouoni stuff with "Hop" or Hops" in their h,.ml,rrllu Mr. Joseph Chamberlain, tbe most radical ot Mr. Gladstone's colleagues, dreaees in tbe height of fashion, wears the oboioesi eiotios in hi* buttonhole, drive* to the House of Commons in a fine carriage drawn by a pair of high mettled horses, and live* in style. You do not have in America any party tbat represents wbat we call the political ditsenton, though such serene Pun tain u you may still count among tbe Liberal people of New England ars of a similar physical type, cold, bard, self possessed, unemotional men, of inflexible will and of narrow views. Chamberlain is of this type, with a touch of generosity and a suggestion of emotion. He i* one of tbote men you woald not care to quarrel with unless you ware prepared to fight to tbe death. Lord Randolph, the Conservative champion, iia bright, clever, plucky man. Short in stature, not strong physically, an aggreraiv* head, steadfast eye*, a large, heavy moustache, a singularly loud, power ful voioa. He hs* all tbe qualifications tbat go to make a Buooessful political chief in opposition. Hs is sloqaent, audacious, atinoal, a trifls reckless, does not alwaya pause to wonder If b* i* telling the truth. and can accept the ugliett repartee and retort with equanimity. He oan imile and mil* and b* a politician. .t