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Attorney J. T. Sifford of Camden
was here Monday on legal business.
P. H. Pitts of Monroe spent
Sunday here visiting his sister and
friends.
Mrs. Tom Green arrived home
Monday from a with her sister a;
Lawson.__
Mrs. F. W. Scott is home from
an extended visit with her aunt at
Pine Bluff.
Mrs. D. A. Keasler and childrer
have gone to Ruston, La., for a
month's visit.
Jesse Hollis and wire of Camden
were the guests of T. B. Weaver
and wife the first of the week.
Mrs. E. L. Adams of Camp 1
visited her sister. Mrs. W. H.
Moore, this week.
Mrs. Effie Williams and children
of Cecil. La., visited with relatives
here the first of the week.
L. A. Bodine and wife have gone
to housekeeping in the house for
merly occupied by F. C. Storton.
W. R. Dickerson and wife spent
Sunday with her parents. Mr. and
Mrs. J. E. Taunton, near Strong.
Miss Lucile Bedford entertained
a number of her you"g friends last
Saturday afternoon with an egg
hunt._
Ernest Spencer went to Minden.
La., last Friday to accompany his
family home from a visit at that
place. _
James Zumo has moved to Mon
roe and accepted a position as car
repairer with the Iron Mountain
railway.
Dr. H. C Rushing was at Pres
cott Tuesday where he de'ivered
his lecture “The Man From Arkan
sas” Tuesday night.
Herman Breihn.-formerly planer
foreman here, was in town Tues- [
day night visiting friends. He is!
now located at Stamps.
Misses Mabel Lucas and Clyde!
Pitts who are attending school at
Arkadelphia. were home to spend
Easter with Mabel’s parents.
The new Rock Island depot at:
Junction City has just been com
pleted and occupied The approx-j
imate value of the new structure is i
$8.000._
S W. Lowry, jr., formerly of;
Huttig has accepted a position with ;
the refrigerating department of the ■
Crossett Mercantile Co. Crossett
Observer.
Egg hunts were had at the
homes of D. W Spencer and J. H.
Sdhon west of town Sunday after
noon which were enjoyed by the
old and young alike.
The attendance at the Union
Sunday school last Sunday was
171 and when it reaches 250 the
children have been promised a big
picnic. Parents should attend and
help the children secure it.
T N. Rubottom. Ef! L. Adams,
W. H. Moore. W. H. Wheler, W T.
Terrell and the editor were amo"g
the court visitors at El Dorado as
witnesses Wednesday.
Uriah Jones. Hezekiah Brown j
and John Peter Smith all say that
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Just try a 50c or 25c b -ttle from
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Mrs. F. E. Wood arrived horn
Tu sday from a visit with her par
ents in M s ss" p th'. y h v
gone to hout -k z in the hrur-e
form- rly o. uupied ty J. D. Baw
W. T. Fleming, who was auditor
for the Wisconsin Lumber Go her'
for some time but has been locate<
at Oeering, Mo , for the past yeai
was here Sunday enroute to Pans
ma where he has accepted a posi
tion with the government on th
canal._
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Mrs. Saxe, who has been th
guest of her son, Charlea and hi
family here for several weeks, lef
last Saturday morning for Bale
Knob to visit with another son.
Choice White Orpington eg?'.
$2 per setting, delivered. Selectee
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Red hens and roosters and Whit
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J. W. Thorne. Sadie. La.
W. T. Sehon of Sadie was in
town Saturday and declares that
while we quoted the truth in a re
cent issue about his trading hors1 1
here that he is satisfied with th
transaction if the livery man hai
no kick coming
On account of a local wreck be
tween Felsenthal and Collinstnr
the Monroe passenger train had V
double back through here Tuesday
afternoon instead of going to Mon
roe via Scllinston.
G. S. Prestridge of Shreveport,
vice president of the Union Sav
Mill Co., and A. E. Frost o
Shreveport, president of the Frost
Johnson Lumber Co., were in Hut
tig on business Wednesday of th>
week. _
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Itch, Ringworm. Itching Piles, Ec
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The revival meeting being con
ducted by Rev. W. T. King, is pro
gressing nicely and the attendance
is go^d. If you have not been at
tending you are missing a great
treat, as Rev. King is a forceful
speaker. The meeting will con
tinue through next week at least.
You should make it a point to at
tend. _ __
Emmett Taylor, aged 46 years,
formerly'a resident of this county
but has been away for eleven
years, died of cerebral hemorrhage
at Italy. Texas, on March 8. 191-3
He was a son of Mr. and Mrs. J. F.
Taylor, who knew nothing of his
whereabouts until his father who
is now located at Rosebud, Texas,
received a message that Emmett
was dead at Italy, only seventy-five
miles from Rosebud. His remains
were laid to rest in Travis ceme
tery at Travis. Texas.
Notice.
The Union Saw Mill Company
will pav $50.00 as a reward to anv
one, not in its employ, who will fur
nish information from which any
person shall be convicted of depre
dating or trespassing upon the tim
ber of said Company.
This let. day of February, 1906.
Union Saw M ll Co.
Bv F. W. Scott,
Secy, and Treas
Notice.
All taxes not settled by 19
o’clock p. m.. April 10, 1913, will
be placed on delinquent list with
no exceptions.
J. M. Wallace,
adv Collector.
State of Ohio, city of Toledo. !ss
Lucas County, t
Frank J. Cheney makes oath that he Is
re.'.ii r partner of the firm of F. J. Cheney
& Co., Joins business ia the City of To
ledo, C umy and State aforesaid, and
that said firm will pay the sum of ONE
HUNDRED DOLLARS for each and ev
ery ease of Catarrh that cannot be cured
by the use of HALT/S CATARRH CURE.
FRANK J. CHENEY.
Sworn to before me nnd subserlbed In
p,... p-tse, ee. this Gill day of December,
A. D. 1SSS.
(Leal) A. W. GLEASON.
Notary Public.
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. Author op “the leavenwobth case"
THE FIUOKSE BAIT THE HOUSE CFTUEWlflSf'ERiNG PINES*
ILLUSTRATIONS XW
CHARLES. W. ROSSER
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CH APTKR T -CP . «rtre Anderson an
/iff- see h ronrtruable man <,>*;.** out •
he f’lermont hotel, look around \ rivel
'fish hi*- 1 rinds in the snow and prms o
ommotion attracts them to the Clermont
vhere it is found lha* the b 'aubfui M
’dith Phall^ner has fallen d< id on tl
nezzanine floor.
( IJAPTKK IT—Anderson describes th*
an he saw wash his bands in the snow
he hood manager declares him to b
; l_j_r:Brof hereon,
IT PTPTt TTI 'Physicians flr>d the.
- r’hailnnei was s’, shed anl no: sho*
! !: seems to clear Brothv-rson of sui
PIIAPTPR T\' -Oryce. an acred dete<
iv('. and Sw« •ids assistant, ta''*
■p the ease V»i«-y believe Miss Challone
•tnhy.f>s
e.TT.'T . “ * "—A paper cutter fourv j
ear the seen** of tragedy is b<: ieved l* !
“ the weapon used.
•’HAi'TKH Vf Mr rhalloner tells of e j
'ateh of letters found in hi?: dauirht**r'- (
,fJ*K s'qned with fnhbil.* str to him j
111 are !ovh letters except one which
.hows that the writer was d’sp'eased
CH A FTKTt VTT This letter was stirned
»v Orlando Brotherson. The others bore
p itials which lead to th* conclusion that
Brotherson wrote all of them
< 'HAH KR VIII—-.Anderson ernes wit1
Sweetwater to idmilUv Brotherson. wlv>
s to address a mectfnj? of anarchists
hhe place is raided by thf* police and
’rotberson escapes without being identf i
bd.
('flAPTKR IX Brotherson Is found II''
ing in n tenement under the name of j
r>unn. .He. is an inventor.
CH APT HR X Brotherson tells the cor- !
oner of his acquaintance with Miss Chal
loner and how she repu1*- *d him wit!
^ orn when he offered her h!s love.
CHAPTER XI—Sweetwater reoalls the !
mystery of the murder of a wa jherwom- j
n in which some detans were similar to j
he Challoner affair Brotherson was a
enant of the bunding adjoining the on*
‘n which the wnman died.
CH ApTlTTl T;~ TTiffher comparison of |
.he two cases : purs Oryce and Sweetwa
ter to renewed activity
CHAPTER Xlit Challoner admits his
daughter w i« deeply interested, if not in
love with Brotherson.
CHAPTER XIV Brotherson Rives the
police a plausible explanation of his con
inct. Gryef and Sweetwater are Riven i
permission to pursue their investigations
independently.
CHAPTER XV—Sweetwater plans to
disguise himself as a carpenter and seek
lodgings in the same building with Bruth
erson.
CHAPTER XVI— H- watches the inven
tor at work at night and is detected by j
the latter. The dctect've moves to a j
room adjoining Brotherson’s.
CHAPTER XVII Tie bores a hole tr, i
the wall to spy on Brotherson. He visits !
him and assists the inventor in his work '
CHAPTER XV HI—Repetition of the
tune played by the orchestra the n*ght ot
Miss Challoner'* death arouses the sleep
ing JRrotherson tm uneasy muttering*.
Chapter xtx—a girt sent by Bweet
water with Edith Challoner's letters is
ordered out by Brotherson. He declares
the letters were not written to him.
CHAPTER X X—Sweetwater is un
masked by Brotherson. who declares he
r»" nc-nismd him at once.
CHAPTER XXT Sweetwater gets a
message that Oryee lias made a d ♦•ov
ery which changes the whole situation.
CHAPTER XXII Closer Inspection
•hows that the letters signed “O B ”
w» re writt* n hv two differ*m men. Sweet- |
water gees to I >■ rby in sear* h of the se
ond “(» B..” whom he experts to find
through one Doris Scott, mentioned in
M ss Cha!loner*s letters.
CHAPTER XXIII —Doris is found act
Ing as urns; for Oswald Brotherson. who j
is ■ ritically i 11 from typhoid fever, and i
calls in his delirium the name of Edit!’. !
He is the manager of the local works
and is idolized hv the people.
CHAPTER XXIV Oswald passes the
crisis and the doctor says he will recover
CHAPTER XXV Sweetwater comes
across a peculiar hut in the woods. He
sees a load of boxes marked “O. Broth- 1
arson." taken in*c the hut under the eu
pervislon of Doris S' of*.
CHAPTER XXVI—Sweetwater returns
to New York and reports to Gryee. but
omits mention of the hut in the woods. j
the sole dis* overy of importance.
CHAPTER XXVII—Challoner appears
!p Derby
chapter XXVIII- Doris tells dial- I
loner of seeing in a dream ti* fa- e of
the man who killed Edith, 'file door bell j
rings and she recognizes in the visitor
the man of her dream.
CII \lTKH XXiX Tt is Orlando Broth- I
arson, who requests an interview with his j
brother. It is denied. He seems greatly |
perturbed when Doris tells him the I
boxes have been safely placed in the Hut
CHAPTER XXX Uriando is greatly
agitated at the realization that he has
fallen in love with Dor’s He demands
to he present when Oswald is infoinud of ;
Ed’th’s death.
He recalled the letters read to him
<ts hers in that room of his in Brook
lvn. He had hardly noted them Lhen,
he was so sure of their being for
geries, gotten up by the police to mis
lead him. Could they have been re.nl,
the effusions of her mind, the breath
ings of her heart, directed to an ac
tual O. B„ and that O. B., his brother?
Oswald had been east, Oswald had
even been in the Berk shires before
himself. Oswald— Why it was Os
wald who had suggested that he
should gc there—go where she still
was. Why this second coincidence, if
there were no tie—if the Challoners
and Oswald were as far apart as they
seemed and as conventionalities would
naturally place them. Oswald was a
sentimentalist, but very reserved
about his sentimentalities. If these
suppositions were true, he had had a
sentimentalist’s motive for what he
did. As Orlando realized this, he rose
from his seat, aghast at the possibili
ties confronting him from this line of
thought. Should he contemplate tin in?
Risk his reason by dwelling on a sup
position which might have no founda
tion in feet? No. His brain was too
full—his purposes too important for
any unnecessary strain to be put upon
his faculties. No thinking! investigat
ing first. Mr. Challoner should bo
able to settle this question, lie would
Everybody hos a h^bby do'na
the right kind of job work is our.
I
ec him. Even at t'us late hour h
.•ughi to be aWo to li..d him in one o
he rooms below: and, i. ;i<e force o
ni irresistible demand, lent: a me.
rnent whether he had to do with .
mere chimera of his own overwroaglr
fancy, or with a fact which would cal1
into play all the resources of an tilth
erto unconquered and undaunted ns
ture.
There was a wood fire burning in
he sitting-room that night, and around
it was grouped a number of men with
their papers and pipes. Mr. Brother
son, entering, naturally looked that !
way for the man he was in search of. 1
and was disappointed not to find him :
there; but on casting liis glances else
where, he was relieved to see him j
standing in one of the windows over
looking the street. His back was to
the room and he seemed to be lost in a
tit of abstraction.
Orlando was as T have said, an extra
ordinary specimen of manly vigor in
body and in mind, and his presence in
any company always attracted atten
tion and roused, if it never satisfied,
curiosity. Conversation accordingly .
ceased ns he strode up to Mr. Challon
er's side, so that his words were quite ;
audible as he addressed that gentle
man with a somewhat curt:
"You see me again, Mr. Challoner
May I beg of you a few minutes' i
further conversation? I will not de- j
tain you long."
The gray head turned, and the many
eyes watching showed surprise at the
expression of dislike and repulsion
with which this New York gentleman
met the request thus emphatically
urged. Jiut his answer was courteous
enough. If Air. Brotherson knew a
place where they would be left undis- i
turbed, lie would listen to him if he
would be very brief.
For reply, the other pointed to a
small Yoom quite unoccupied which
opened out of the one in which they
then stood. Mr. Challoner bowed and
in another moment the door closed up
on them, to the infinite disappoint
ment of tin men about the hearth.
“What do you wish to ask?” was
Mr. Challoner’s lmm< diate inquiry
"This, i make no apologies and ex
pect in answer nothing more than an
unequivocal yes or no. You tell me
that you have never met my brother,
fan that be said of the other mem
bers of your family—of your deceased
daughter, in fart?"
“No.” I
“She was acquainted with Oswald
Brotherson.”
“She was?"
“Without your knowledge?”
“Entirely so.”
“Corresponded with him?”
“Not exactly.”
“How, not exactly?”
“He wrote to her—occasionally. She
wrote to him frequently—but she nev
er sent her letters.”
“Ah!”
The exclamation was sharp, short
and conveyed little. Yet with its es
cape, the whole scaffolding of this
man’s hold upon life and his own fate
vent down in indistinguishable chaos.
Mr. Challoner realised a sense of
havoc, though the eves bent upon his
countenance had not wavered, nor the
stalwart figure moved.
"I have read some of those letters,”
th inventor finally acknowledged.
“The police took great pains to place
them under my eve, supposing them
to have been meant for me because of
the initials written on the wrapper,
lint they were meant for Oswald. You
believe that now?”
"I know it.”
"And tliat is why I found you In
the some house with him.”
“It is. Providence 1ms robbed me
of my daughter; if this brother of
yours should prove to be the man I 1
am led to expect, I shall ask him to
take that place in my heart and life
which was once hers."
A quick recoil, a smothered excla
mation on tin- part of the man he ad- !
dressed. A barb had been hidden in
this simple statement which had
reached stnne deeply-hidden hut vul
nerable spot in Brotherson’s breast,
which had never been pierced before.
It was a sight no man could see un
moved. Mr. Challonpr turned sharp
ly away, in dread of the abyss which
the next word he uttered might open
between them.
Put Orlando Profherson possessed
resources of strength of which, pos
hly, he was not aware himself. When
Mr. Challoner. still more affected by
the silence than by the dread 1 have
mentioned, turned to confront him
again, it was to find his features com
posed and his glance clear. He had
conquered all outward manifestation
of the mysterious emotion which for
an instant had laid his proud spirit
low.
"You are considerate of my broth
er,” were the words with which he re
opened this painful conversation. “You
will not find your confidence mis
placed. Oswald is a straightforward
fellow, of few faults."
"1 believe it. No man can be so uni
versally beloved without some very
tiibstuuti^j claims to regard. I anj
glad to see that your opinion, though
given somewhat coldly, coincides with
that of his friends.”
"I am not given to exaggeration,”
was the even reply.
Nothing which had yet passed
showed iliat this man realized the fact
that Oswald had been kept In igno
rance of Miss Challoner's death. If
these brothers were to meet on the
morrow, it must be with the full un
derstanding that this especial topic
was to be completely avoided. Hut in
what words could he urge such a re
quest upon this man? None suggest
ed themselves, yet he had promised
Miss Srott that he would Insure his
silence in tins regard, and it was with
this difficulty and no other he had
hc< i, sitr-ge-.il!* when Mr. Hrotherson
cume ir, - u hint in the other room.
"You have still something to say,”
•uggested the latter, as an oppressive
lienee swallowed up that icy sentence
i have already recorded.
"I have,” returned Mr. Ohalloner. re
gaining his courage under the exigen
cies of the moment. ■‘Miss Scott is
very anxious to have your promise
hat. you will avoid all disagreeable
topics with your brother till the doc
tor pronounces him strong enough to
meet, the trouble which awaits him.”
“You mean—”
“He is not as unhappy as ire. He
krxiws nothing of the affliction which
has befallen him. He was taken ill—”
The rest was almost inaudible.
“Do you think I should be apt to
broach this subject with anyone, let
alone with him, whose connection
with it I shall need days to realize?
I'm not so given to gossip. Besides,
he and I have other topics of interest.
1 have an invention ready with which
F propose to experiment in a place
he has already prepared for me. We
can taik about that.”
The irony, the hardy self-possession
with which this was said struck Mr.
C’halloner to the heart Without a
word he wheeled about towards the
"What Do You Wlah to Ask?"
door. Without a word. Brotberson
stood, watching him go fill he saw' his
hand fall on the knob when he quietly
prevented his exit by saying:
"Unhappy truths cannot be long con
cealed. How soon does the doctor
think my brother can bear these in
evitable revelations?”
"tie said this morning that if Ms
patient were as well tomorrow as his
present condition gives promise of, he
might be told in another week.”
Orlando bowed his appreciation of
this fact, but added quickly:
"Who is to do the telling?”
“Doris,” nobody else could be trust
ed with so delicate a task.”
"I wish to be present.”
Mr. Ohalloner looked up. surprised
at the feeling with which ihis request
was charged.
“As his brother—his only remaining
relative, I have that right. Do you
think that Dor—that Miss Scott, can
be trusted not to forestall that mo
ment h> any previous hint—of what
awaits him?’*
"If she so promises. But will you
exact this from her? It surely cannot
be necessary for me to say that, your
presence will add infinitely to the diffi
culty of her task.”
“Yet it Is a duty T cannot shirk. I
will consult the doctor about it. I will
make him see that I both understand
and shall insist upon my rights in this
matter. Put you may tell Miss Dor
is that I will sit out of eight, and that
1 shall not obtrude myself unless my
name is brought up in an undesirable
way.’
The band on the door-knob made a
sudden movement.
“Mr. Brother-son. I can bear no more
tonight. With your permission, I will
leave this question to be settled by
others.” And with a repetition of his
former bow. the bereaved father with
drew.
Orlando watched him till the door
closed, then lie too dropped his mask
But is whs on again, when in a little
while lie passed through the sitting
room on his way upstairs.
No other day In his whole life had
been like this to the hardy inventor;
for in it both his heart and his con
science had been awakened, and up to
this hour he had not really known
that he possessed either.
CHAPTER XXXI.
I
What Is He Making?
Other boxes addressed to O. Broi.h
crson had been rereived at the sta
tion. and carried to the mysterious
shed in the woods; and r.rw, with
locked door and lifted fop. the elder
brother contemplated his stores and
prepared hiuisclf tor work.
He had been allowed a short Inter
view with Oswald, and he had in
dulged hlmr's'lf in a few words with
Pqrifi. But. he had. left those mein.
orles behind with other an<r more seri
ous matters. Nothing that could un«
I nerve his hand or weaken his Insight
should enter this spot sacred to his
| great hope Here genius reigned.
Here he was himself wholly and with
out flaw—a Titan with his grasp on %
mechanical idea by means of which
he would soon rulp the world.
1 Not so happy were the other char
acters ip this drama. Oswald's
thoughts, disturbed for a short lime
by his brother, had flown eastward
| again, in silent love and longing;
; while Doris, with a double dread now
| in her heart, went about her daily
, tasks, praying for strength to endure
j the horrors of this week, without be
traying the anxieties secretly devour
, lng her.
I And Mr. Challoner? The sight of
; Brotherson, though they never really
met, acted like acid upon a wound,
uiu it was not till six days had passed
nd the dreaded Sunday was at hand,
£liat he alept with any sense of rest <>r
! went his way about the town without
| fb»t halting at the corners which be
| ".rayed his perpetual apprehension of a
most undesirable encounter.
The reason for this change will be
apparent in the short conversation he
held with a man he had come upon
one evening In the small park just be
yond the workmen's dwellings,
i "You see I am here,” was the
! stranger’s low greeting.
“Thank God," was Mr. Challoner'a
I reply. “I could not have faced tomor
row alone and 1 doubt If Miss Scott
ould have found the requisite cour
[ ’ ge. Does she know that you are
i here?”
I "1 stopped at her door."
"W as that sate?”
"1 think ho. Mr. Brothereon—the
Brooklyn one—Is up in his shed. Tie
leeps there now, 1 am told, and
oundly too I’ve no doubt.”
’‘■What is he making?”
"What half the inventors on both
ides of the water are engaged upon
ast now. A monoplane, or a biplane,
r some machine for carrying men
Trough the ulr. I know, for I helped
j im with it. But you’ll find that If he
uccecds in this undertaking, and I be
| ieve he will, nothing short rf fame
waits hint. His invention luts start
ng points. But I’m not going to give
hem away. I'll be true enough to him
or that. As an Inventor he hits my
ympathy; but—well, we will see what
>ve sh,.!l see, tomorrow. You say that
le is bound to be present when Miss
Icott relates her tragic story. He
| .von’t be the only unseen listener. I've
tade my own arrangements with
| Miss Scott. If he feels the ueed of
watching her and his brother Oswald,
I feel the need of watching him.”
‘‘You take a burden of intolerable
weight from my shoulders. Now 1
shall feel easier about that interview.
But I should like to ask you this : I to
■ ou feel justified In this continued
surveillance ot a in?n who has so fre
! iuently, and with such evident sin
I eerily, declared his innocence?”
j ”1 do that. If lie's as guiltless as
j lie says he Is. my watchfulness won’t
j nurt him. If he's not, then, Mr. CTtnl
j loner, I’ve but one duty; to match his
! strength with my patience. That m n
! is the one great mystery of the da v,
' and mysteries cal! for solution. A'
j least, there’s the way a detective looks
at it."
“May heaven help your efforts!"
"1 shall need its assistance,” w—s
the dry rejoinder. Sweetwater w a
by no means blind to the difficulties
awaiting him.
CHAPTER XXXII
Tell Me, Tell It All.
The day was a gray one, the fir.-t
of the kind in weeks. As Doris
topped into the room where Oswald
rat. she felt how much a ray of pun*
! .thine would have encouraged her and
I yet how truly these leaden skies and
•his dismal atmosphere expressed the
! -'loom which soon must fall itjion thin
| hopeful, smiling man.
Advancing slowly, and not answer
ling because she did not. hoar pome
| casual remark of his, site took her
i stand by his side and then slowly and
! with her eyes on his face, sank down
; upon her knees, stjll without speak
| tug, almost without breathing.
“What is the matter, child? So
l warv. eh? Nothing worse than that,
I hope."
“Arc you quite strong this morn
ing? Strong enough to listen to my
I'roubles; strong enough to bear your
own if Clod secs fit to s'-r.d them?"
.ante hesitatingly from her lips as she
| watched the effect of each word, in
i breathless anxiety.
"Troubles? There orn b“ but. ore
trouble for me,” was his unexpected
reply. ”That I do not fear—will,not
. fear in niv hour of happy recovery.
So long as Edith is well—Doris*
i Doris! You alarm me. Edith is not
Jill—not ill?”
The poor child could not answer
rive with her sympathetic look and
bolting. tremulous breath; and the.«»
f.'ffiis. he would not. could not r>sd.
his own words had made such an echo
in his ears.
‘Til! I cannot imagine I'd it It ill. r
;.lw. ys h e her in my thoughts, as I
;• w her on that day of our first met t-‘
lug; a perfect, animated woman with
the joyous look of a glad, harmonious
nature. Nothing has ever eiouded
that vision, if sh> were ill i would
have known it. We are »o truly one
that—Doris, Doris, you do not speak.
You know the depth of my love, tint
terror of mv thoughts. Is Edith i>1 ?**
The eyes gazing wildly into his.,
slowly left his face and raised thmn-1
selves aloft, with a sublime look.
Would he understand? Yes, lie tm-i
t’erstood. and the cry which rang from
his lips stopped for a moment the
b'-atlng of more than one heart in that
little cottage.
To Be Continued Next Week.|