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 ^^K?S*Syftl^^BS T'^i^"" [Now Vnn PuauiHD.1 [AuBi3BX8. n m ^ti m LIKE mT UN rr. By M. E. BBADDON. AvTSuat or" La»t Auii*i'8?«cBit. WTixAHD'a Wmbd, Bra.Erd .jf. CHAPTER XXXIX.â€" (CoHmnTKD.) « Yos nmst go »w»y, VaI bat yoa miut do nothiBg hnmedly. Mri. Freemantle waa talking aSaat yon to my mother tkis after- noon, Mying tiiat yoa looked iU and mojrfth, and needea ohange. My mother admitted the fact, and it waa agreed that yon ahonld faepermdedtotraTeL Yonr departnre will therefoTeaeem perfectly natural to all thia little world of Ghadf ord. There will be no appearance of flight. All yon have to think of, therefore, ia the place to which yon would like to goâ€" all yon have to do ia to follow the bent of yonr own inclination." "IwfllgotoAfrica, There ia better ^rt there than in A natraliaâ€" and a freer life." "If yon dedde upon Africa, Melnotte may be of nae to yon." "I don't like Melnotte, and I don't believe in hia African experiences. I atrongly sus- pect that the man is an impoater. He ia too glib." "But hia atoriea of adventure have a vivid air, aa if be had lived among the aoenea and people he deacribea." "The fellow ia a good actor, that ia alL Some rowdy adventurer whom the Colonel haa picked up in a gambling den. Melnotte may have been to the Cape, perhapa. Hia experiencea in the interior I rank aa sheer fiction." Thia idea agreed ourioualy with Adrian'a own vague auapiciona aa to Mr. Melnotte's truthf^esa. Thoae African atori of hia were rather too good and too picta ..dque to have happened to one traveller. The average man'a experiencea are dull enough. They ring the chuigea upon famine, fever and aport. But Melnotte aeemed to have paaaed from hairbreadth eaoape to romantic aituation, from dramatic encounter to picturesque reacne, with an .electrical brilliancy. He had alain hia liona by the horde, and ahot hia gemabockain hecatomba. There waa exaggeration, no doubt; but wheiher the man were an actual impoator remained to be proved. "I don't want any body'a advice " aaid Valentine deolaively. " If I can once brace myaelf up to leave thia place, I ahall go to London, get the kind of outfit I think neceaaary, and then aailforthe Cape. Once there I can pick up all the information I want about the interior, and I ahall plan my route from there." "I shall go to London by an early train to-morrow â€" and to the cape by the fir at good ateamar that can carry me there." " To-morrow That'a aoon." "Why should I dela^? I have been ataying here face to face with a spectre â€" like a man in a nightmare dream, who facOa aome great horror and cannot mov% hand or foot. The aooner I go, the better." " Let me go to London with you, Yal. I ahonld like to aee you off." " No, no. I am not fit company for my fellow- men yet awhile. Perhapa after ten years in Africa I may be better. Let me suffer my purgation, Adrian. Let me wrestle with the memory of sin as Jacob wrestled with the angel â€" and then per- haps- aome dayâ€"" with a atified aob, " I ahall be better worthy of your unselfish love â€" and of my mother." " God help yon to pardon and forgetfnl- nesa, Yal. But let me go to London with you." "No, bo with her. »*«ft*^*L Ki- -ri--. it one to whom he ooald cOBfay„ Mr cri oip. if aelf •â- JwMii*!'** "^â- â- *' ******* " *»^ the landMtpe ew«y fidd, and ooppe, and hilL and carving â- tream.fMnaiaeJo him at all Bea«»n% a e Me tfa ae ia Mwle- vaonity. JAmU viaill « oap of And my mouth I want to be alone there. I have something to do. I will wire to you before I sail, and then, if there were time, and yon would like to ccme and shake hands at parting â€" " " Be sure I will come, if you give me the chance. It will comfort the mother to hear of you at the last moment of leaving. She wjpuld like to be there heraelf, dear aool, if y6u would let her." " Dear soul, poor soul." murmured Val- entine, with a remorseful tenderness which waa atrange to hia rough nature, " She haa given me honey, and I have given her gall. I ha e been a fountain of bitterness to you both. But it ia past. You are strong in love and in mercy. Good night, and (good- bye, till I saiL I ahall be off early to-mor- row morning. "But you will bid your mother good- bye." " Must 1 That will be hard. I should like to slip away without any leave-taking. I would like to write to bsr from London." "She would be heartbroken if yon left her like that." " Perhaps you are right. It ia the weak- neES of her character to be fond of me. I'll see her in the morning before I start. She will be happier when I am gone â€" Eafe and happy â€" with you. You ought to marry, Adrian. You owe as much to ny mother aa well as to yourself. There is Lucy Free- mantle, who has been in love witti you for the last five years.' " Valentine." " It's a true bill. I've ecen the growing passion from the time she Isf t off short frocks and loFg ha'r. You have been her ideal from the day she left the nursery-^ perhapa before. I daresay she was often thinking of yon over Finnock or Lingard. Marry her, Adrian. She has not one of the at- tributes ci the typical girl, and She will make yon a true and honest wife." " I will wait till my time ccmea, VaJ," anawered Adrian, with a aad amile. " It haa not come yet." Lady Belfield was always an early riser. She waa in the garden next momfaig, look- ing at the firat dustera of snowdr^, white against the whiteness of the boat froat, when Valentine joined her, dad tor a'jcnr- ney, in a fur-lined overcoat and deer atalk.- er cap. " Mother " he began abruptly, " Adoa^ and I had a long brotherly talk laat lUf^t, and he advised me to try ohange of aoeae aa a cure for Mtter memoriea. I |ii£. jofa^^ abroad for » apdL" "'j " ' "Yea, dear. Yea, it wfll lis i^ |(Md thing, I am aure," anawered hia mothw, paling anddenly at the mere^ possible partiiw, "bat yow^aift^ ing joat yet. Yon wUl tak^ time to aboutit.' 5 20512 i "Tame, hackneyed, intolerably The hoUday sronnd of aelf opiniohated xm^«m and personally conducted Cockney* No, if chauire of scene U to do me any good, if 1 am to get ont of myaelf, I muat get face to face with rature. Africa ia the plaoe for me. Don't be afraid, dear mother. The Uarfc Continent ia aaaafe a aoUtnde aa Heme Bay. " And yon are goingâ€" thia morning T " At once. The dogcart is waiting for me. Goodbye." He clasped hia mother in hia arma, kiaaed heraa he had not kissed h«r f or yearaâ€" hardly since ho waa a schoolboy. Hia own eyea were not innocent of teara ac he tnahed away, leaving her -to aob out heraorrow n the quiet ahmbbery walk which her foot- ateps had so often trodden. Never had she felt more deaolate than in thia parting with the wayward and beloved son, and yet ahe told henelf that it waa well he were gone. Anything muat be done rather than to aee him aa he had been aince last August. The South- Western Railway conveyed Mr. Belfield to Exeter, but in the jnnoticn atation there, he had a choice of traina, and the Great Weatem suited him beat on thia occaaion. He croaaed from one platform to the other, took hia ticket for Paddington, and came out upon the departure platform of the Great Weatem, under the big clock. The platform waa not ao crowded aa usual, and the train waa not due for five minutea. Aa he walked slowly towards the end of the station, Valentine passed a man whose face flashed upon him with a sudden sickening of the heart and weakening of the limbs, like the sight of a rhost in high noon. The wintry sun shone upon the pale and high-bred features. He saw the face looking at him, half in hatred, half in scorn, and he could not give back scorn for scorn, hate for hate. He who had never feared hia fellow- men, aickened at the sight of thia man, and passed on with quickened step, and eyea looking ateadily forward, pretending not to aee that familiar face, the face of the man who had atolen hia witt's heart St. Auatell stopped and locked back at him. " As I am alive, that was the face of a felon," he said to himself, "and the mystery of Helen's fate ia darker than any of us dream of. That man dared not meet my eye â€" although it waa hia place to hector and mine to quail. There was guilt in that look." He waa on hia way westward. Since that meeting at the Badminton, he had been much oistTirbed in his mind about his lost love. Fickle aa the previona experience of his life had proved him, he bad not yet for- gotten Helen. The year which Mr. Baddeley had allowed for the duration of his pas- sion was not yet ended, and it may be that the disappointment and mischance which had attended this particular intrigue, had intensified his fe lings. He would have for- feited ten years of his life to have found Helen, and won her for his own, but there was that in her husband's conntenarce which chilled his souL He had half a mind to follow Valentioe Belfield, and tax him then and there with foul play. He had no evid- ence except the mysterious circumstances of the wife's diFappeaiance, and that guilty look in the husband's face â€" but the two to- gether brought conviction to St. Anstell'a mind. CHAPTER XL.â€" The Foblobn Hope. Valentine Belfield walked to the furthest end of the platform and stood there, cold and sick, like a man in an ague fit, till his train came in from Plymouth, and then he had to run after the train aa it ateamed into the atatioD, and acramble into a first claaa compartment, panting and breathlesa, and white to the lips. " You oughtn't to run things ao cloae aa that, air, you doo't look the kind of man who could stand it," aaid an elderly paraon, one of thcfis amiable bnay-bodiea who are idwaya interestcid in other people affaira. Valentine acowled at him wby ay of an- swer, aa he threw hia deer-ata'ker into the rack, and mopped hia forehead and hair, damp with icy sweat. " A churlish personage," thought the West Country rector, "something wrone with the heart, and a very irritable temper," and the good man tried to fntfreet hmMelf in hia newspaper, glandng ovef ^|« tip of it every now and then to see if therf) were any hope of conversation. Valentine put on his cap i«aia, pulled it over his forehead, and coiled himself in a comer of the carriage in an atti^^e that meant total isolation. He waa tiding tore- cover his nerve after that sudden apparition Of St Auatell. .. " By I waa afraid of the man," he said to himself. " For the firat time in my life I have known what it ia to fear the face of a man. If a brace of conataMea came to- arreat me, warrant and handtiD^'^itaqpleto, I wouldn't flinch butliia fsoa -.jomselTOd me. He loved her. He wefild aak~ me, 'What have yon done with, ^ur. Wife What have yon done witit^thatfHdiifahc, lovely girl whose heart waa iiu|i|»?' Tea, hia, Amâ€" not mine. It waa Ats love I mur- dered. It ia to him I am uiiWtHw'Ue; It waa his life I spoiled. She had ceaaed to belong to me â€" she waa openly, avowedly hia. And I quailed before him, turned aiok witii fear at eight of the villain who wrong- ed me." For an hour and more he ai^ia,hia,ooraert living over that brief moment of meetingâ€" aeeing that pa saing vision |i^ it* waalignant faoe, tailing himauf agiAi atad Aatw in the Utterest mockwy that it waa JL- Auatell who had loat by that fatal blow, ^t laat, and witii a tremendoaa effort, " thii difirk thin cl tiwnght^ racarred to Onp of iha tnlqecir to Londoo. Evojr nnoe that laat gsaf' " I am goi never g^hmi rftkindl^ at SOD*- Xoa IrnaoTatioo.' moat tSnga, for good or evil, on the apar of J fif I^ daaSl lovB for the momoit. I am o£F by thi«aK Hl^t!^*^"^!^^^!'^^ portmanteanx have gone down to the yard. I ahall atayaday or and theft mik for the Cape. "For ilM Gape 1 That b lofMr, Vt t go to Italy cr Spain." him, billed vpder ^e_ fpnA ranet^By-lnnMBfelw wilb Madge je«» in lit, of a Wtbi !^^ _. if warmth «». â- ftteAckad gmm eold. far 4* aoMd if h» ba nd. Ho oowiort or hoao forUmaaji^flreiq^ttiiwlih, it wooia aometimea impatience. At laat the train ateamed faito Faddlngt^. Station oa the edgo ol dnak. Tho aonart slowed darkly red ithwart the London fog, ia the train piaaed Harrow and HaaweO. The neat vaulted roof of the termiaaa look- ed gbtfdy and Mpolohral in the ohillj Ihchfe of eleotrio lampa. ^. ___x Valeatine told port* to take Up por^ manteanx to the Great Weatem Hotel, and then left tiie atation on foot. He waa^goiqg to Uaaon Qrevn tc look for the Bef age f onnd- ed by Madge Dawley. ,. The long tiioronsrhfare of the Grove waa light with lamplit ahopa, and full of traffic. Valentine enquired *m one of the ahopa, and waa direciied to a aide atreet, a dwaal lookiog atreet of ahabbv, dilapidated houses, «Sich might have had aome pretenaion to re^pecti^ty half a century ago, bat which had fallen to about the loweat atage in th« hiatory of bricka and mortar. They were houaea of a oniaiderable aise, however, and offered acoommodation to a oonaiderable population, aa appeared by the varioiu light- ed windowa, auggeating mwoy domicilea un- der one roof. .^.-L. t Aoroaa the front of one of theae houaea, of aaomewhat better aapeot ihan ita neigh- boura, appeared a long black board on wmch the worda, "The Toriorn Hope," were painted in large white kttera. In front of the fanligkt there waa a lamp with the words " Refuge for Women and Girla," in black lettera, on the glaaa. There waa no possible mistake aa to the motive and char- actar of thia inatittition. The door awung open at Valentine'a touch, and aa he croaaed the threahold, a woman in a black gown and a white cap came out of the parlor next the ttreet, and met him in thepaasags. It «aa Madge Dawley. The ahepberdeaa waa alwaya ready to receive the loot aheep. The fold waa humble and unattractive, but it meant what it offered â€" Shelter. She atarted at right of a tall man in a fur bordered coatâ€" ttarted agahi on recognizing Valentine. " Mr. Belfield 1" ahe exclaimed. " Yea. I told you I ahonld come to you some day, Madge, and yon promiaed not to shut your door in my faoe." " I am not likely to do that bat I don't think you will want to stay very long in thia house." She led the way into the parlour, a plain- ly furnished room, lighted by a cheap para- ffin lamp, under a green shade. A tall preaa made of pitch pine occupied either aide of the fireplace. The table waa of vamuhed deal, the walla were whits- waahed, the floor was uncarpeted, and half- a-dozen rnah-bottouMd chaira completed the furniture of the room but all waa acrapu- lously neat and dean. A fire burned cheer- ily in the Bhining grate, and an open-work brass fender made one point of brigutnesa in the picture. A large iron kettle was ainging on the old-fashioned hob. ' Pray sit down," aaid Madge, pointing to a chair opposite her own. ** You have an idle hour to spare, I suppose, and you have come to see our R^ugeâ€" to find out for youraelf whether we are doing good work- in order tbat yon may help us.' She spoke gravely, faltering a little, more deeply moved by his presence in that place than she would have cared to own to herself. The lesson of her life for nearly four years had been the lesson of forgetf al- nesa but it waa not yet learned. His voice, his face, had still the power to awaken a strange, unreasoning gladness, to give life a new color. " No, Madge I have come on no anch philanthropic errand. I confess to caring very little whether your work of mercy thrives or faila. i am here from pure ael- fishnesa. I am eaten up by n^ own carea my own burden ia too heavy for me, and of late, night and day, I am devoured by one thought, CM hopeâ€" â€" " He atopped anddenly, looking at her with eyas that ahone feveriahly bright in hia paie and haggard faoe, with one atrong hand olenched upon the table between them. " The Forlorn Hope, Madge," be aaid in a low voice, after a few momenta' silence, " the hope that yon will pity me when no one else m thia world, except my brother, can pity me, knowins all. Yea, that you, knowing my sin, might atill pity me â€" ^might atiU love me." He fluuE himself on hia kneea at her feet. He aeized her hand and covered it with kiaaea, deapairing kisaea, which moved her more than hia wudeat paaaion of daya gone by had ever moved her, fondly aa ahe had loved the tempter. She anatched her hand from him indig- nantly, looking at him in angry aurpriae. " I thought you knew Ine better than to talk to me in that atrain," she aaid. "I thought I had shown you that I am not the kind of woman to be tempted by a fine gen- tieman lover â€" to be tempted now, after I have given my life to the saving of weaker women. Do you think that I am likely to forget that you are anothor woman'a huaband â€" and that when yen^ were a JMt^m^a^jovi i^efuaed to^mata^ me f ' M i waa a fooI, Madge, a proud; aelf opin- Sonatcd idiot. I did not know that yon were the one woman upon thia earth wn j oonld have made my life hwpyâ€" who,^i^ht have influenced me for goocC I waa hismmed in and bound round bj petty prejudioes, by bigoted bdief in hirth and poaition. What are birth and position when, wdghed againat the nobility of audi a natare aa youra t I aaw in yon a beantifnl peaaaat, whom it waa niy burinaaa, aa a gentlexna, tor aedooe. And when: I adnr thiat yoar'rariafeaatewaa real and eameat, I loat my teaipw, aad f ended myadf in love witii anotlwr woman. It waa piqae that m%6» me Hden'.Deyarill'a lovar." He ahoddered aa he proaooaoed hia wife's name. "Thatisall.paat and diaao wiA;" aaid Madge, gravdy. "I un veiypanj that year marriaoe endAd anaai^T^; bat tiiete ia • long life before jtA "j/h^x han», aad there moat bo BomohiWgf5r ytH' woo ia it. And now I anut laa.amr 'tty farJaata. It 'ia tea-tiBM. Shall I aialn^aaai^p of tea r Sbewei^tooaaof aa ' opid water firomjfanr â- U pardied aad taU of daat after my jonr- wuf. Think of ma aa tha w^/nA ot yoar ^paManta. Hatayon many,J;i the hoaaef " Every bed ii fall exo^tfai. There ia a girl of uiimteaB in the niext^^i^m, dying. If yon oonld hear her atwy yon wonld know what miaeiy meaaa." ;^ She waa moviag to and fro Between the preaa and Hiefir^laoe, filling her Uttle tea pota from thO Mg iim kettla aa. aho talked to him. "I need not wait for that, I know the meaning of ndaery." " Ah, bnt not of aoch miaery aa ahe haa auffered, a girUiood that haa been one long degradatitm. Think of what ife.waa for that g^ to awaken to the firat oonadonaneaa of Ufe in the rnUai of auoh foal anrronndinga aa decent lipa dare not name r to have been ao reared aa not to know the meaning of ain till ahe waa ateeped in it, bUokened by it, dying of it. That ia her hlatoiy." " She ia what yoa oall an intereating caae, lanppoae." "She ia one among many. Old and young oome hero every day, pleading for a comer to die in. That ia about all we can give yet awhile." „, " Yon have done a good deal, I think. In eatabliahing anch a refuge." "People are ao kind. The poor have hdped me aa muoh aa the ridi. Thoae who have had no money to give have brought me littie preaents out of their household gooda, at a aaorifioe. This iron kettle waa bronght by a widow who goea ont_ charing. It waa a legaoy from a bntohw'a wife whom ahe had aerved for yeara. 'It ia too good for me, aiater,' ahe aaid. An littie tin tea kettio will do to make my ctfjp of tea.' She kiaaed the kettle before ahe handed it me, for love of her dead miatreaa." She aet one of the tea traya before him, with a littie pUte of bread and butter, anch aa ahe had leen cutting for her patienta. She rang a bell, and a woman of abont forty came into the room, dreaaed in a gray merino gown and a white eap and apron. She looked like a lady, bat ahe waa very thin and gaunt, with a pale pinched faoe and a aad amile. She looked anrpriaed at finding a atranger aeated by the hearth. "Sister Angela, Mr. Belfield.^' aaid Madge, by way of introduction. " Mr. Belfield ia good enough to be intereated in our work, Siater. " Angela bowed, but made no reply. The two women took half a dozen of the Uttle traya between them, and went away to attend to their patienta, leaving Valen tine to stare into the fire and brood over hia paat nib. He thought of thoae careleaa daya on the river, with boat, and dog, and gun the aheer idlen^aa of fancy which had led him to Madge Dawley'a cottage the hold her beauty had taken of him, and hia acomf ul diabelief in her virtue. And he now came to thia woman in hia agony, aa the woman who could give him help and comfort, whoae atrong brave aonl cculd inaidre him with courage to begin life anew. And having come mto thia house of pain, he fdt aa if it would be beat of all to atay here for ever, to be her clerk, her ally, her drudge, only CO have the privilege of being near her. He almost forgot his scheme of distant travel, he waa ready to grovel at her feet and plead to be allowed to atay with her. She waa abaent for more than an hour. He enptied the tea pot,|and looked at his watch a dozen timea before ahe came back. "Are you anrpriaed to aee me here atiU," he asked. " Yes, I thought you would have gone back to yonr hoteL This ia not a place for you." " I anppoae not, yet you told me if I were in great distress I might come to you for shelter. I hoped to find the name ot yonr house was not altogether a delusion â€" The Forlorn Hope. I have no other hope, Madge." " That cannot be true. You have your mother, who adores you." " My mother cannot help me to bear my burden. It would blaat hit declining yeara. bring her i-i anguish to the grave, to know the nature -of my misery. I want aome atrong boaom to lean upon I want aome heroic aonl to inspire me with courage. Madge, I have come to you â€" to you, aa the only woman who can abed a ray of light upon thia darkened aplrit. I am a viler ainner than any of your loat sheep. Have pity upon me if yon can, Madge, for I am tiie kind of afnner whom no one pftiee. I am a muiderer I" He olaaped her hand in both hia own and, drew her nearer to him, lookiog up at her with despairing eyea, aa ahe atood lookiag down "I "Oh "I had the oenfesaion of her falaehood in my hand, her dWn dMiberate dedaratioo that ahe had ceaaed to love me, and that ahe waa piadonatoly.In love with another man â€" that ahe waa leaving me to ie hia miatreaa. A pleaaant letter for a hndiaad to read, Madge. The Ink was wot upon the Kpsr, aad ahe atood there looking at "«io^ autifiilâ€" falae to the oore^ I atmolt her to the groiud. It waa only one blow, bat it killed her. ' Between the reading of that letter and her death, there Waa' bnt an in- terval of hatf-a-dozen aeconda. /Hie ink waa wet atill, and ahe waa lying at my feet look- ing up at moâ€" dead." "It waa horrible," gained' Ifadge, "an awful, irreparable oalunilyu-4^t not mur- der. You did not mean to kiU her. " " I willaot aay aa much.aa that. I think I wanted to kiU herâ€" aa I wdold have killed bar aedooar had he bepn 4eroâ€" but I waa aorry thy jnatyt aho.iraa 4W^ The agony of remociebegia before thatma waa d^^. " " YotfduMd hlbv«^oon|paa«d the trath; yoa ahootdlilkra-lfrawid alPmbiaqaenoea. " I ahonld. I wa« a oowMijftnd a fool a oravea, 'lio dnli^ from tm'Sonacqaenoea of my wratl^ IJud a rig^it to le aagry. I forgot how fndl a thing aho jtim. She feU like aUly-HMtaU white ^il^^ppwl in a atohn. Onto iMHtaent, myKirini had yaat- 6d ftsdf. aaid •h#wair diJFT^ And thoa ha want «a tddNoribe tiiat ghad^baifaI«fltiiedMd.ial£ean«MM of theBonma^iiiri*. Hadwdtoa aywy da- taO. ahow^imi^ir vividly ovary olnmm- â- taiioeof tUkidltaialaoMia had paintad it- â- df on Ida fMaory. TUlfihallail thasa '^^ "^eP^' â- Â«"'»» P^» bad dream wUUf^liM drfiftragaln and away from Englaad-'4nm uia reaoh of poranit, U thu Saapidon oaoe aroused, deStt? P^ eaay. and then having* ffl** "STC you m^t aeem a dSl^JJ" K*^ ^^ atead of tiie victim of You muat aail by oarryyo " maif-4f morrow morning." " I am in ao hurry." " But if yonr aecret were muat aall 1^ the tSTZ'^Ni â- t^Kat yoti, GotoLiverpSiA^rJ â- ^SSS, 4fUverpoolUaieT«5*t'yS â- Â«Â»Â£ '^-^At to leave England then woddlSkSfPSH and only confirm suspicioa. iv!«« BigC^ while you are free to go " ** S " I have half a mind "to stsy »..;., chanoe,"_he anawered thâ„¢*^« ••^rj; yon would be kind to iS""ffi"*y- '"" would let me spend an hoofb'" sometimes, hear the sound of watch yon coming in and goiniJT'T rather stay in London thWS tS V '«'4 look for diamonds and shoot hi^^^^** am not the man I vu kat'^.K*""' t Madge. When-when i^**tniJ deed, my first thought was toL, "« -to hiiie my crinfe Zit "'tT"** thought life would be the umf I beeni-the hunting field-thlllll' l" the battue-all tiilaame. Ia,S?^ forget. But when thr;eaiS^^*«M again, and tiie old BportsTttKh^i!:!? -my God, ^hat a changkAW^ went abont Qospairmg eyea, aa ane atooa iook upon him, apeechlesa with horror, kuled my wife^" )h, God r flavour waa gone. I „.„, ,^„ waa m a dream, only haU coni"'ii own exiatonce or the life rZwi " Wherever I went, the "amr W thoughta went with me, andTrtr^ atronger than I-brawr, nobler. S S Jjou^can, as the strong ,hould.pi?S "I do pity yon, poor sod, with aU „, heart;." she answered softly. She benToJ him, and kused his burning forehead P the first time in their lives, her lip. tonchri him in love, freely given. "God bless you, Madge, for that kin' he faltered. " It shows me that you^ pity me. Oh, my love, don't basuh w Let me stay near youâ€" always. Let ns serve you as a slave serves his master. 1*1 me get a suit, fustian and corduroy, in L* sm Grove, and carry coals and clean wh dowa for youâ€" until yon have tried nub? years of faithful service, if yon like, G«d knows I will be patient in considenitienol the wreteh I am, and then when yon hut found that there is some good in me, letw be your huaband, and let us gcr away to- gether to the other end of the world. If there ia happiness for me upon this earth, it must be found with yon." " That h all a dream, Mr. Belfield, • feverish dream of yonr poor sick sonL I have my duty here, which I shall nent leave and you have your duty to yonrieU, and to yonr mother and brother. Thnk how their lives would be darkened by grit! and shame if you were bronght to anivo for your crime, and made to appear that which you were not â€" a deliberate mnrdenr, For their sake yon ought to get away vhfle the coast is clear. Begin a new life in » new country. Find new duties, aa I isood mine when my life was most desolate and in doing our duty and saving the sonU A sinners, you may fiad a full atonement for your own sin. And then the shadows will be lifted, the burden will be lessened, Ae light will come." " I cannot live without you, Madge, I have yearned for you in my misery. That kiss has sealed me as your own for ever." " If you persist in saying these tbiiuB, I will never see you ajram, Mr. Belfield, I have done with love, and all thon^btso! love. I have plannwl out my path in life, and mean to keep to it. And now I mut wish you go6d-night, and ask yoa to lean this house. I have a great deal to do be- fore bedtime." " Cannot other people do it for yon Can- not you give one evening in your lite to m; despairâ€" you who do so mnch for othen!" " I am the head of our little organiiatiiiiL and have to see thai; all is done rightlf. There are three and twenty sickorsilag girls and women in the hoose, and oily three sisters besides myself toseetoth^a, We are a sisteahood of twenty-two. Iw the only permanent resident. Tl«.'^!' twenty-one each give one day and night to every weak to the work, they come »t eight one evening, and go away at eight on the following evening. It is one day ta« from ih-i week of worldly bnaineis fori work of mercy. We find the plan wo* better than many rAident aatMboods, â-  sisters axe more cheerful, better tempeWV and in bettw health. Their Uvea are ntf monotonous. There is no wearmea, » pining for escape into the outer worW They always bring a certain amonnto freahneaa w their work and it Mk-f" happy to know that however »""' "f pmVJi tho.r live, may be, onedayoatoJ the seven is spent ia domg jpod, ^^^^ " The plan is your invention, 1 Buppow "Yea, it is nine," whrdldl "Cleir brain strong heart 1 WhFMi not know_yo_ur^value [onrj^^i^^j, Mftdge, you have received kinine* and) I won't impose upon yo^f '";^, Good-night. I shall come agam to-morn. •""TSnkbetterofit,andgotoL-v.rpo.i by the night mail." .--..orinsher "Good night," he repeated, ipom question. "Goodnight." „„tod Soarofr They clasped hands and V"^:. ,h«B ly had the o^r door shut upon \m,J^^ mtjert. J Thara la a *4MMpddE aa^ l«Vfall aa hMor is she covered her face with her burst into tears. •.„ " ihe "Oh, my love, my smatained love murmu'red; "I"^^^'l^^f^^yonjl abasement than I ever cared for y J^ ^^ would give my life to !««» you ^^^ ^^ b, piness, if I had any hope yw J" „„ yonr Eappy. But the curse of btooa^ ^^ 80ui; and what hope can there w on tUs dde of the gr*«^V„_., (TO BE o oimypg'J^ StreetH»iBtiqtiette-^„. A handsomely dreaaed y'«"»,oBg.wh^; tared a crowded •twetc" »^^ M ered old feUow. we«ruig • ^-ot u^J^ and a anit of homeapuu dotli*g;.,IookM '^-^-..'ssSdiSi^r ^litoneaj" The n without thani **10am "XVlov^Ildt got mora PO»t«'rt"„^° thi'oia ««£ £*^owB wittiont tJ*" dtfc • *dS aaid the old *eU?* "^^ on «^ IlStmypook.t-Jj**^rg ,.i^.Wiflyoapleaaei!etig,i^^;jt 4rf womfefgotnp. pe«W*i" rva got a laeljle more ha««ganfl«Bion,but. aia'IflotBighaemndi â- ad IbM Wcnderftil Diso ivjth jttif Idok Teleacope. tlio lidc tdeacope has failec the ongiina of the so called ^^j, ot to oaat any importani ^%^^^/imt phoiomena beyond con 2^ol of tlwir eziatence it haa mad *T., |j.hi|y diaooveriea in the nebul fSVrf tiio nniverae. But for Prof B *Si« noe to tiie contrary we mivht, elx^to liiink that the mighty iiMmt flMPll ton, like Lord Rosse' I at Parsonatown, would pro TI^H n obaervattona leqairing accura i^Sqb^ that in those which demanc !^!gatbering capacity. We recen ^iffl Trof Holdon'a discoveries 'jyTted Bing Nebula in the const( '^r vhere he found a marvtlous st! o^centrib ellipees. composed alte itaiB and nebulous stuffâ€" in sb gashed oreation, where, it wouh thiAnataaiuunithii still forging tb ^ibht Since then Prof. Holdi ^ndly e^t na phocogaphs shewii ^L|^anoe of two other nebula as ^tbe giaat tdeacope. Oae of th( jj ufca. muat be regarded aa the first i*^^ve of a new class ot nebule, in ^lliiebuloaa atuff b arranged " in ti a helix or aorew, just as if the nebn Ma farmed by one brilliant particle around the central star and lei jiant train, while the central sta vas rapidly moving through space. " Kot since William Herschel surprii world with his accounts of the wond ^ed for the first time to human c ]ji telescopes, has any news been r from the celestial spaces of such ab interest aa t^ese announcements fn ^(•otor of the Lick observatory. !1 bala in question is one of thosn co: in Hersoael's catalogues, and is situi the constellation of Draco, in the nort .garter of the heavena. The phot jiows a central point, or star, surr by two superposed nebulous spirals, Htrance of which certainly jastifisi .iolden'a ancrgeation that they may frajn of luminous matter left by a I orb iit ita spiral path around a movi Itie. The reader can obtain a clear con oi this by oonaidering the case of th 1 the ann. The earth makes a c irney around the sum once a yea .he lun meanwhile ia not standing st {it moving forward on an apparently i onrse towards the constellation ti it a rate which, though undetermi Nrtainly not leaa than two or three I lillion miles in a year. If the eartl ^onmeying left a luminous wake in its path would appear in the forin of liral, resembling that actually seen ibnla in Draco. So far from this ae object. Prof. Holdensays that ither nebulae examined show evident form, amd he expects to c er examples, perhapa still more the same claisa of phenomena. It is difficult to suggest a satisfaci tlanation of such a structure in a the well-known "spiral nebul ive long had examples of nebuloui ade up of flat concentric rings oi mt these aeemed naturally to su '\eness to the imagined conditio:i liar system when it was in the jes of its formation from a e IS that had been 8haxed by rotal indensation into a central aggregat mnded by rings. But the helis ibula in Draco is something very d 'here, if the nebulous spirals really form of the thread of a screw, t of which they are composad mu in left behind the moving bod; bich it was cast off, and the difiicu leretand exactiy how that ecu red unless some mediam is sup, in the space through which tbc moving. It is evident that these discover itty certainly lead to new aad itr ws not only of the contents of ep the laws that prevail throughout inded'domains, and govern the b wth and destiny of its couatl "ously varied creatlocs. The Bishop's False Teeth. ^^y a good atory has been told a " rnation and dismay produced of the Soottiah bagpipes on tl 1 ears. They are said to hav t foes for whom a bayonet char^ w no terrora. But the story p Taylor in Ashhnry church oi _^ about the effect his moveable te "UMd among the blacks in Africa i ||it all the other yarns of this kind "M«. Somehow hia black brethn °know that the good Bishop had f al *4one of them, gently and tren •okethe aubject to him in conversa J2r Not wishing to be suspected c •«, the Uahop told the children ^y aouth that in big America v Ul^'efrom, when a mam lost a leg 1 *M pet a new one made. And f«r off he could buy a fresh «a » with the teeth, when they 5«or were pulled they could be r ^gj," aaid the bishop, " I drew y^falt white, clean porcelain i ?^ they aaw that, you ought to h ^•e darkiea run and scream and ges *^ ***a»an declared she had seen t ef the world and was now contei «Pe«)e." A Frank Gntioism. ^J^j^do you think of my poein iL** *â- â-  aremarkable piece of wor fcS^' it I thought was pari *;J»*WMthatr' *nat the OtaetU ever published w ' " â- ' ' .^ A Difference of Opinion. (to. mountain house land of tills bill is entii Cop laqie Just fan **" I and get another 'ring monnta 1^ Oaze a Oom. oiaoroallad cure aa ooma. ki 'iuc oarea. witiH 5rf â- v* -^H--^ ^4=/' a^.li f.sa