Pittston Gazette

              KSTA lil.lsli HI* ' vol.. \ 1DV. *«». I Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. PITTSTON, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY, AUGUST 10, 1804. A Weekly Local and Family Journal. ifl.BO PER ANNUM I IN ADVANCE tne Spaniard to a small wayside tree as best I was able. may prove strong enough to keop a woman from a marriage for which her heart pleads. Perhaps also it should have been strong enough to hold me back from the telling of my love." iic was very tali ana noDic loosing, dressed in rich garments of velvet adorned by a gold chain that hung about his neck, and, as I judged, about 40 years of age. But it was his face which chiefly caught my eye, for that moment there was something terrible about it. It was long, thin and deeply carved. The eyes were large and gleamed like gold In sunlight; the mouth wus small and well shaped, but it wore a devilish and cruel sneer; the forehead lofty, Indicating a man of mind, and marked with a slight scar. For the rust the cavalier was dark and southern looking; his curling hair, like my own, was black, and ho wore a peaked chestnut colored beard. nnd now of tho sorrow or our parting ann of her father's wrath, and my eyes fell upon footprints in tho wet sand of tho path. One of them was my mother's. I could have sworn to it among a thousand, for no other woman in theso parts had so delicate a foot. Close to it, as though following after, was another that at first I thought must also have been made by a woman—It was so narrow. Hut presently I saw that this could scarcely lie, because of its length, and, moreover, that the lioot which left It was like none that I knew, being cut very high at the Instep and very pointed at the too. indeed there were few dry eyes in all that church, fur my mother, notwithstanding her foreign birth, was much loved because of her gentle ways and the goodness of her heart. But it came to an end, and the noble Spanish lady and English wife was left to her long sleep in the ancient church, where sho shall rest 011 when her tragic story and her very name are forgotten among men. Indeed this is likely to lie soon, for I am the last of the Wingfields alive in these parts, though my sister Mary lias left descendants of another name, to whom my lauds and fortune go except for certain /xifts to tho poor of Bungay and of Ilitchingham. stood, weak and wondering, outside the gates, not knowing where to fly, and as I stood a woman glided up to ino wrapped in a dark cloak, who whispered 'Comej.' That woman was your mother. She had learned of my fate from the lxDasting of Do Garcia and net herself to save me. Thrice her plans failed, but at length, through the help of some cunning agent, gold won what was denied to justice and to miTcy, and my life and liberty were bought with a very great sum. 'b • w- ■ r -1—C V VEjjr  - y ■f D C Cf r YHIG HT. 1893. BY THE AVTHOR.. I "Now, here you stay," I said, ' till I am ready to fetch you,'' and I turned to go. HE BLEW. But as I went a great doubt took me, and onoe more I remembered my mother's fear, and how my father had ridden in haste to Yarmouth on business altout a Spaniard. Now today a Spaniard had wandered to Ditchlngham, and when he learned my name had fallen upon me, madly trying to kill mo. Was not this the man whom my mother feared, and was it right that I should leave him thus that I might go Maying with my dear? I knew in my breast that It was not right, but I was so set upon my desire and so strongly did my heartstrings pull me toward her whose white robe now fluttered 011 the ■lope of the Park hill that I never heeded tho warning. And He Wu Anxious to Know What Con- ''No, Lily; the love Itself u much, and though it should bring no fruit, still it Is something to have won It forever and a day." sternation It Caused. "Feel anything of the cyclone up here?" asked a strapping young man who came in from Dearborn the other day on the train and took a street car up Jefferson avenue. "You are very young to talk thus, Thomas. I am also young, I know, but wo women ripen quicker. Perhaps all this is but a boy's fancy, to pass with boy- D hood." "When was it?" asked the conductor as he worked off five pennies on the man in making change. "That same night we were married and flC*l for Cadiz, your mother and I, but not he* mother, who was bedridden with a f:'Kness. For my sake, your beloved mother abandoned her people, what remained to her of her fortune after paying the price of my life, and her country, so strong is the love of woman. All had been made ready, for at Cadiz lay an English ship—the Mary of Bristol—in which pas sage was taken for us. But the. Mary was delayed in port by a contrary wind, which blew so strongly that, notwithstanding his dissire to save us, her master dared not take t lie sea. Two days and a night we lay in the liarlxDr, fearing all things, sot without cause, and yet most happy in eaob other's love. Now, those who had charge of me in the dungeon had given out that I had escaped by the help of my master the devil, und I Was searched for throughout the countryside. De (iarcia also, finding that his cousin and affianced wife was missing, guefjj*xl that we two were not far apart. It was his cunning, sharpened by jealousy and hate, that dogged us down step by step till at length he found us. / ' It will never pass, Lily. They say that our first loves are tho longest, and that I which is sown in youth will flourish In our age. Listen, Lily. I have my place to make In the world, and it may take a time In the making, and I ask one promise of you, though perhapB it Is a selfish thing to ■eek. 1 ask of you that you will be faith- I Then of a sudden it camo upon me that tho Spanish stranger wore such boots, for I had noted them while I talk'Kl with him, and that his feet were following those of my mother, for they had trodden 011 her track, and in some places his alone had stamped their Impress on the sand, blotting out her footprints. "Just about noon today. I didn't know but what I'd find a dozen buildings blowed down." When it was over, I went back home My father was sitting in tlx* front room well nigh Invade himself with grief, and by him was my brother. Presently he began to assail me with bitter words lDecauso I had let the murderer go when God gave him into my hand. By the time that i had finished these observations my feet had brought me almost to the striuiger's side, and for the lirst time he caught sight of me. Instantly his face clianged, the sneer left it, and it lDecamc kindly and pleasant looking. Lifting his bonnet with much courtesy, he stammered something in broken English of which all I could catch was the word Yarmouth. Then, perocivlng that I did not understand him, he cursed the English tongue, and all those who spoke it, aloud and in good Castilian. "Hasn't been any wind here today to speak of. Where are you from?" "Kiss me beiore you ro, Tiiomas," she said. "You must woiulcr what till this may mean. One day your father will tell THE STO rir \ Well had it been for me if I had dono 60 and well for some who were yet unborn. Then they had never known death, nor I the land of exile, the taste of slavery and the altar of sacrifice. "Dearborn, and that's where she started from and was headed this way at last accounts. Probably struck a snag somewhere and was dodged off. I started it myself." i Ditch inglmi Tin ■inns W i burn )] ful to me, and, come fair weather or foul, will wed no other man till you know me dead." Ilere they were mixed one with another, as though the two hiul stood clow; toother, moving now this way and now that In struggle. I looked up the path, but there were none. Then I cast round alxmt like a beagle, first along the river side, then up tlio bank. Hero they were again, and inado by feet that flew and feet that followed. Up the bank they went GO yards and more, now lost where tho turf was sound, now seen In sand or loam, till they led to tho bolo of a big oak and were onco more mixed together, for here the pursuer had como up with tho pursued. Despairingly as one who dreams, for now I guessed all and grew mad with fear, I looked this way and that till at length I found more footsteps—those of tho Spanlard. These were deep marked, as of a man who carried some heavy burden. I followed them. First they went down thi hill toward tho river, then turned aside to a spot where the brushwood was thick. In the deepest of tho clump the boughs, now bursting Into leaf, were bent downward as t hough to hide something beneath. I wrenched them aside, and there, gleaming whitely In tho gathering twilight, was tl»e dead face of my motlierl '•You forget, father," sneered Geoffrey. "Thomas wooes a maid, and it was more to him to hold her in his arms than to keep his mother's murderer safely. But by this it seems ho has killed two birds with one stone-—he has suffered the Spanish devil to escape when he knew our another feared the coming of a Spaniard, and he has mado enmity between us and Squire Bozanl, our good neighbor, who, strangely enough, does not favor his wooing." room whore the farn _. .. I write todiv; Uy of thw Wi "It is something to promise, Thomas, for with time come changes. Still I am so sure of myself that I promise—nay, I swear It. Of you I cannot bo sure, but things are so with us women that we must risk all upon a throw, and If we lose goodby to happiness." in .SufTulk, tf hours on CHAPTER III "How could you start a cyclone?" asked the conductor as he stopped the car and pulled a fat woman up the steps. "Feller come along this forenoon with one o' them lung teeters. Five cents a blow, and the more yon can blow the healthier your lungs are I was a mil® out of town, but the boys sent for When the feller saw me, he offered me half a dollar not to blow." "Why didn't he want you to blow?" "He suspected what would happen. I wouldn't let him off, though. When he raised his offer to $1, I says to him: 'No use. You are travelin around to ketch the blowin public and must take chances on a calamity. Give me that nozzle and stand clear!' " horsnluick frC D111 t ther was a than asquirv, though )iis birth was gentle llo it was who Txnight this place with the lands round it and gathered np some fortune, mostly I.v can-!'ully marrying and living, for though ho h.'ul lDnt ono son ho was twice married, and also lDy trading in s pi mdfa Having mado the Spaniard as fast as I could, his arms being liound to the tree behind him, and taking his sword with me, I began to run hard after Lily and eaught her not too soon, for in one nioro minute she would have turned along the lu«d that ri.no.to the watering and over the bridge by the Park hill path to the hall. TIIOMAS TKLLS HIS LOVE. u yeoman ''If the senor will graciously express his wish in Sixinish," I said, speaking in that Language, ''it may be in my power to help him." Then we talked on, and I cannot remember what we said, though these words I have written down remain l«V»y mind, partly 1 *v.auso of their own weight and in part lxt-ause of all that came about in tho ufter years. "What, you s(Deak Spanish, young sir!" ho said, starting, "and yet you are not a (Spaniard, though by your faco you well might be. Caramba, but it is strange I" and lie eyed me curiously. "It is so," said my father. "Thomas, your mother's blood is 011 your hands," I listened and could beur this goading Injustice no longer. Now, my grandfather was godly minded even to superstition, and, strange as it catth Hearing my footsteps, she faced about to ''It is false," I said. "I say it even to my father. The man had killed,my mother before I met him riding to seek his ship at Yarmouth and having lost his way. How then is her blood u]Don my hands? As for my wooing of Lily Bozard, that is my matter, brother, and not yours, though pej-haps you wish that it was yours and not mine. Why, father, did you not tell me what you feared of this Spaniard? I heard some loose talk only and gave little thought to it, my mind being full of other things. And now I will say something. You called down God's curse upon me, father, till sueh time as I should find this murderer and finish what 1 had begun. So be "it! Let God's curse rest upon me till I do find htm. I am young, but I am quick and strong, and so soon as may be I start for Spain to hunt him there till I shall run him down or know him to be dead If you will give mo money to help mo on so 1h; it—if not, I go without. I swear ln-fore God and by my mother's spirit that I will neither rest nor stay till, with tho very sword that slew her, I have avenged her blood upon her murderer or know him dead, and if I suffer myself to l)o led astray from tho purpose of this oath by aught that is, then may a worso end than hers overtako me, may my soul bo rejected in heaven, and my name bo shameful forever upon the earth!" Tiius I swore in my rage and anguish, holding up my hand to heaven that I called ujMDn to witness tho oath. may seem, hi ving only one son, nothing "It maybe strange, sir," I answered, "but I am in haste. Be pleased to ask your question and let me go." And at last I knew that I must go, though we were sad enough at parting. "On the morning of tho third day, the gale having abated, the anchor of tho Mary was got home, and she swung out into the tideway. As she came round and while the seamen were making ready to hoist the sails a boat carrying some 20 soldiers and followed by two other boats shot alongside and summoned the captain to heave to, that his ship might be boarded and searched under a warrant from the holy oflice. It chanced that I was on deck at the time, and suddenly, as I prepared to hide myself below, a man, in whom I knew De Garcia himself, stood up and called out that I was the escaped heretic whom they sought. Feaning lest his ship should be boarded and he himself thrown into prison with the rest of his crew, the captain would then have surrendered me. But I, desperate with fear, tore my clothes from my body and showed the cruel scars that marked it. would satisfy him but that the boy should lx! made a priest. But my father had Jittie leaning toward tho priesthood and life In a monastery, though at all seasons my grandfather strove to reason it into him, sotnet Imes with words and examples, at others with his thick cudgel of holly that still lianas over tin- ingle In the smaljer sitting room. The end of it was that the lad was sent to the priory here in Bungay, where his conduct wits of such nature that within a year the prior prayed his parents to take him hack and set him in sow®way of secular life. Not only, said the prior, did my f.U her cause scandal by his actions, breaking out of the priory at. night and visiting drinking houses and other places, but such was the sum of his wickedness He did not scruple to question and mako mock of tho very doctrines of the church, So I took her in my arms and kissed her so closely thut some blood from my wound ran down her white attire. But as we chanced to look up and saw a sight that frightened me enough, for there, not five pjiecs from us, stood Squire Bozard, Lily's father, watching all, Mid his face wore no smile. *'Ah," lie said, "perhaps I can guess the reason (if jour hurry. I saw a white robe down by the streamlet yonder, "and he nodded toward the park. ''Take tho advice of an older man, young sir, an4 bo careful. Make what sport you will with such, but never beliove them and never marry them—lest you should live to desire to kill them!" 'Kiss me before yon go, Thomas," she "Why, you don't look like a great blower," said the conductor as he sized him up He had been riding by a bridle path to tlio watering ford', and seeing a couple trespassing Ivneath the oaks dismounted froii) his horse to hunt them away. Hot till he was quite near did he know whom he came to hunt, and then he stood still In astonishment, He was a short, stout nian, with u red face and stern, gray eyes that seemed to lie starting from his head with anger. For awhile he could not speak, but when he began at length the words came fast enough. All that he said I forget, but the upshot of It was that he desired to know what my business was with his daughter. I waited till he was out of breath, then answered him that Lily and I loved each other well and were plighting our troth. Sit til "No, and that's where most of 'em get left. I got hold of that nozzle, drawed a long breath and let her flicker, and ruin follered. Say, that hull blamed machine jest exploded like a biler and went flyin over tho country." "You don't say so!" you. It lias to do with a shadow which lias liang over my life for many years, but that is, 1 trust, gone forever." llero I made as though I would pass pp, but 111) spoke again: "Pardon jny words; they were well meant, and jx'rhaps you may come to learn their truth. 1 will detain you fiq more Will you graciously direct ine op piy road to Yarmouth, for J am not sure of it, jiav lug ridden by another way, and D'ou|r Jing lisb country is »o full of trees that * man cannot see a mile)'" CHAPTER IV. THOMAS SWEARS AN OATTI, "If it liea man who flings it, he had best, keep out of reach of this," I said, laughing and shaking my thick stick. For awhile I stood amazed with horror, storing down at the dead face of my beloved mother. Then I stooped to lift her and saw that she had been stablied, and through the breust—stablied with the sword which I carried in my hand. Now I understood. This was the work of that Spanish stranger whom I had met as he hurried from the place of murder, who, because of the wickedness of his heart "It isn man," she answered, "but one to lie dealt with otherwise than by blows, Thomas, should you ever chance to meet him." "Knocked three men down, broke off a hitchin post and ripped the shingles off a house. Breath couldn't get away fast enough and so formed a cyclone. I had my mouth pinted toward Detroit, and that cyclone was jest a-tearin up grass and playin with fence rails when she went out o' sight Didn't  hero, eh?" ~ ' 4 [Uleging even that there was nothing sa- ''May 1x5, mother, but might is tho best argument at the last, for the most cunning have a life to lost;." I walked a dozen paces down the bridle path that joined the road at this place and pointed out the way that he should go, past Ditchlngham church. As 1 did so I noticed that while I spoke tho stranger was watching my face keenly, and it seemed to me with an inward fear which he strove to master and could not. When 1 had finished, ho lalscd his bonnet and thanked me, *aD in..: greet me, or rather as though to see who Ft was that followed her. There she stood In the evening light, a bough of hawthorn bloom In her hand, and my heart beat yet raoru wildly at the sight of her. Never had she seemed fairer than as she stood thus In her white robe, a look of amaze upon her face and in her gray eyes that was half real, half feigned, and with the sunlight shifting on her auburn' hair that showed beneath her little bonnet. Lily was no round cheeked country maid, with few beauties save those of health and youth, but a tall aiAl shapely lady, who had ripened early to her full grace and sweetness, and sa It came about that, though we were almost of an age, yet in her presence I felt always as though I were the younger. Thus in my lovo for her was mingled some touch of revcrence. *'Pb, it Is you, Thomas," she said, blush Ing os #h(3 *po)c£. "J thought you were crod in the image of the Virgin Mary which st-oixl in t he chancel, and shut his CByos in prayer lieforn all the congregation when the priest elevated the host. "Therefore," said the prior, "I pray you to take buck your son and let'htm find some other road to the stake than that which runs " 'You are an Englishman,' I cried to the sailor, -and will you deliver me to those foreign devils who am of your blood? Look at their handiwork.' And I pointed to the half healed scars left by the redhot pinchers. 'If you givo me up, you send me back to more of tills torment and to death by burning. Pity my wife if you will not pity mo, or if you will pity neither then lend mo a sword that by death I may save myself from torture.' "You are too ready to use your strength, sou," she said, smiling and kissing me. ■'ItemeinlxT the old Spanish proverb, 'He strikes hardest who strikes last.' " •'Is this so, daughter'" he asked. "It is so, my father," she answered boldly. "And remember the other proverb, mother, 'Strike before thou art stricken,' " I answered and went. "I don't think so—at least I haven't geen anything of it" through the gates of Bungay priory." It Was Ix-lievcd Ixttli by my grandfather and the prior that the true cause of my father's contumacy was a passion which he had conceived for a girl of humble birth, a miller's fair daughter who dwelt at \Vaingford Mills. So the end of it was that be went to foreign parts in the care of a party of Spanish monks, who had journeyed here to Norfolk on a pilgrimage to the shrine of Our Lady of Walsinghum. I never saw her again till she was dead. Then he broke out swearing. "You light minx," he said, "you shall be whipped and kept cool on bread and water in your chamber. And for you, my half bred Spanish cockerel, know once and for all that this maid Is for your betters. How dare you come wooing my daughter, you empty pillbox, who liavo not two silver pennies to rattle in your pouchl Go win fortuno and a name (jefqre you dare to look pp to such as she!" "Probably switched off over Into Canady. And the morn in papers will have a full account of the loss of life and destruction of property. You may lemme off at the next street No, I don't look much like a blower, bnt don't you make any bets that I'm short on wind power. Qoin to see a feller np hero who owes me $2. If he pays, all right; if he don't, I draw a long breath, hump my back and let her go, and down comes the varmint's shanty on top the fam'ly."—Detroit Free Press. "Will you lx. r-t D racious as to tell me your name, young CHAPTER II. THE COMINU or TH£ SI'ANIAKD. "What is uiy name to youf" I answered roughly, for I disliked this man. "You have not told me yours." "Then one of the seamen, a South wold man who had known my father, called out: 'By God, I for ono will stand by you, Thomas Wingfleldi If they want you and your sweet lady, they must kill me first. ' And seizing a bow from the rack he drew it out of its caso and strung H, and setting an arrow on the string he pointed it at the Spaniards In the boat. "Then the others broke Into shouts of: And now I must go buck and speak of my own matters. As 1 have told, it was my father's wish that I should be a physician. and since I came hack from my schCx*ling at Norwich—that was when I had entered on my sixteenth year—I had studied medicine under the doctor who practiced his art in tlie neighborhood of Bungay. He was a very learned man and an honest, Grimstone by name, and as I had some liking for the business I made good progress under him. My father looked at me keenly. "If that is your mind, son Thomas, you shall no* lack for money. I would go myself, blood must bo wiped out with blood, but I mn too broken in my health; also I am known in Spain, and the holy office would claim mo there. (Jo, and my blessing go with you. It Is right that you should go, for it is through your folly that our enemy has escaped us." "No, indeed; I am traveling incognito. Perhaps I also have met a lady in these parts,'' and he smiled strangely. "I only wished to know tho Rome of one who hod done me a courtesy, but who, ft seems, is pot so courteous as} deemed." An4 faf shook his horse's reins. Thus It chance*! that when lie had sailed from Yarmouth a year and six months there came a letter from the abbot of the monastery in Seville to his brother, the prior of St. Mary's at Bungay, saying that my father had fled from the monastery. "That is my desire, J will do It, sir," I answered. "I am not ashamed of my name," I said. ' It lias txien an honest ono so far, and if you wish to know it it is Thomas Wingfleld." "So, you apothecary's drudge, you will win name and plooj, fvll) youf Well, long Ixjforo that deed Is done the maid shall be safely wedded to one who has them and who Is not unknown to yon. Daughter, say now that you have finished with him." " 'If von mint anv man from unnnv na eome ab*rd and take him, you torturing devils,' and the like. "Yea,it is right that he should go," said Geoffrey. Two more years passed away, and then came other news—namely, that my father had been captured; that lie hud been handed over to the power of the holy office, as the accursed inquisition was then named, and tortured to death at Seville. When "Seeing where tho heart of his crew lay, the captain found courago in his turn. He made no answer to the Spaniards, but bade half of tho men hoist the sails with all speed and tho rest make roady to keep off tho soldiers should they seek to board us. Medicine was not the only thing that I studied in those days, however. Squire Bo/aril of bitGhingham, tho same who told my father of the coming of the Spanish ship, had two living children, a son and a daughter, though his wife had borne him many more who died in infancy. The daughter was naropd Lily and of my own age, having Ixjen bom three weeks after me in the same year. "I thought it," he cried, and as he spoke his face grew like the face of a fiend. Then before 1 could find time even to wonder he had sprung from his hone and stood within three paces of me. "You say that because you wish to be rid of me, Geoffrey," I answered hotly, ' and you would bo rid of me because you Jesiro to tako my place at tho sido of a certain maid Follow your nature and do as you wlU, but If you would outwit an ahsom man no good shall cume to you of It." Mistress—Hopkins, I saw a nursemaid Positive About It. For awhile I ttood amazed wtth horror, or for some socrct reason, had 6trlvcn to ilay mo also when ho learned that I was my mother's son. And I had held this devil In my power, and that I might meet my May I had suffered him to escape my vengeonoo, whereas had I known the truth I would h^To dealt with him as the priests at AnahuaD deal with the victims of their gods. I understood and shed tears of pity, rage and shame. Then I turned and fled homeward like one mad. '•I cannot say that, father," she replied, plucking at her robe. "If It la not your will that I should niarry Thomas here) my duty is plain, and I may not wed hint. But 1 am my own, and no duty can make me marry whero I YfW While Thomas lives I tun sworn to him and to no other }nan." "At the least you have courage, hussy," said her father, "but listen now. Either you will marry and when I wish Of tramp it for your bread. Ungrateful girl, did I breed you to flaunt mo to my face? Now for you, pillbox! I will teach you to come kissing honest men's daughters without their leave,'' and with a curse he rushed at me, stick aloft, to thrash me. my grandfather heard this, he wept. Still he did not believe that my father was dead in truth, since on the last day of his own life, that ended two years later, ho spoke of him as a living man and left, messages to him as to the management of the lands A'hich were now his. "A lucky day I Now we will see what truth there is in prophecies," he said, drawing his silver mounted sword "A name for a name; Juan ft) (iwcia gives you greeting, Thomas Wingflolfi." Now, strange as ft may spent,' it was at this moment only that there flashed across my mind the thought of oli that I had "By now tho other two boats had con* up and fastened onto us with their hooks One man climbed into the chains anC thence to the deck, and I knew him for t priest of tho holy office, one of those whC had stood by while I was tormented. Thet I grew mad at the thought of all that 1 had suffered, while that devil watched, bidding them lay on for the love of God. Snatching the bow from the hand of the Bouthwold seaman, I drew the arrow to its head and'loosod. It did not miss its mark, for like you, Thomas, I was skilled with the use of the bow, and he dived back Into tho sea with an English yard 6haft in his heart. *'Tho girl la to him who can win her," ho snid, From our earliest days we children, Bozards and Wlngflelds, lived almost as brothers and sisters, for day by day we met find played together in the snow or in the flowers. Thus it would lie hard for mo to say when 1 began to love Lily or when 6he Ix'gan to lovo me, but I know that when 1 lirst went to school at Norwich I grieved more at losing sight of her than because I must part from my mother and the rest. In all our games she was ever my partner, and I would search the country round for days to find such flowers as she chanced to love. When I came back from school, it was the same, though by degrees Lily grew shier, and I also grew suddenly shy, perceiving that from a child she had become a woman. Still we met often, and, though neither said anything of it, it was sweet to us to meet. "Tho girl's heart ,s won already, Geoffrey. You may buy her from her father, but you can never win her heart, and without a heart 6he will be but a poor prize." ''Peace! Now Is no time for such talk of love and maids," said my father, "and listen. This is the tale of tho Spanish murderer and your mother. I have said nothing of it heretofore, but now It must out: When I was a lad, it happened that I also went to Spain because my father willed It. And in th» end it became cJear that this 'ellef was not ill founded, for One day, -iuve years - -mi's titwtii, there landed at the port of Yarmouth none oth or than my father, who hjfd been at went some eight years in all. Nor djd he come alone, for with him he brought a wife, a young and very lovely lady, who afterward heard About the Spanish stranger, the mport of whose coming to Yarmouth had stirred my father and mother so deeply. At uny other time I should have remem - tiered it soon enough, but on this day J was so set upon my tryst with Lily and what I should say to her that nothing else could hold a place in my thoughts. At the doorway I met my father and my brother (tottfTrey riding up from Bungay market, and there was that written on my faco which caused them to ask as with one voice: v. as my mother noble familv, havlr teen born at. Seville a a Spaniard of Then fur tho second time that day my quick blCKKi boiled in mo, and snatching up the Spaniards fiword that lay upon the grass beside me I held it at the point, for the gamo was changed, and 1 who had fought with cudgel against sword must now fight with sword against cudgel. And had it not been that Lily, with a quick cry of fear, struck my arm from beneath, causing the point of the sword to pass over }ils shoulder, J believe truly that I should then and there have pierced her father through and ended my days early with a noose about my neck. "What evil thing has happened?" "I went to a monastery at Seville, but 1 hail no liking for monks and their ways, and I broko put from tho monastery. For 4 year or more I niado my living as best 1 might, for I feared to return to England as a runaway. Still I made a living, and not a bod one, now in this way and now in that, but, though I am ashamed to say it, mostly by gaming, at which I had great luck. One night I mot this man Juan de Garcia—for in his hate ho gave you his true namo when he would have stabbed you—at play. Even then he luul an evil fame, though he was scarcely more than a lad, but he was handsome in person, set high in birth and of a pleasing manner. It cnancca mat ne won or me at tno a:ce, ana being in a good humor he took me to visit at the house of his aunt, his uncle's widow, a lftd£ of Seville. This aunt had one child, a daughter, and that daughter was your mother. Now, your mother, Luisa de Garcia, was affianced to her cousin, J uan de JjaaUo, not with her own will indeed, forf^jwntract had been signed when she was onlwS years old. Still it was binding —more Binding indeed than in this country, being a marriage in nil except in fact. But those women who arc thus Ixiund for tho most part bear no wifo's love in their hearts, and so it was with your mother. Indeed she both hated and feared her cousin Juan, though I think that he loved her more ihan anything on earth, and by on* pretest and another she contrived to bring him to an agreement that no marriage should be celebrated till she was full 20 years of age. But the colder she was to him tho moro was he inflamed with desire to win her and also her possessions, which were not small, for like all Spaniards he was passionate and like most gamesters and men of evil life much in want of money. "After that they tried to board us no more, though they shot at us with arrows, wounding one man. Tho captain called to us to lay down our bows and take cover behind the bulwarks, for by now tho sails began to draw. Then Do Garcia stood up in the lxDat and cursed mo and my wife. Mid her nuiidon name was Donna Luisu di Garcia •'Tiiis must be tho man," I said to myself, und then I said no more, for he was on me, sword up. I saw the keen point flash toward me and sprang to one side, having a desire to fly, as, being unarmed pxcept for my stick, I might have done without shame, But spring as I would I could not avoid thu thrust altogether. It was aimed at my heart, and it utetotxl thwsleeve of my left arm, passing through thu flesh—no more. Yet at tho pain of that cut all thought of flight left me, and instead jf it a cold anger filled me, causing me to Wish to kill this man who had attacked me thus und unprovoked. In my hand was my stout oaken staff, which I had cut myself on the bunks of Hollow hill, and if I would fight I must make such play with this us I might. It seems a poor weapon indeed to mutch against a Toledo blade irj the hands of one who could handle it well, and yet there are virtues In a cudgel, for when a man sees himself threatened with it ho Is likely to forget that ho holds In his hand a more deadly weapon, and to take to the guarding of his own head in place of running his adversary through the lx)dy. Thrice I looked nt my father liefore I could speak, for I feared lest the blow should kill him. Brit speak I must at last, though I chose that it should be to Geoffrey, my brother. ''Our mother lies murdered yonder on the Vineyard hill. A Spanish man has done the deed Juan de Garcia by niune." When my father heard these words, his face became livid as though with pain of the heart, his jaw fell, and a low moan issued from his o\Den mouth. Presently he rested his hand upon the pommel of the saddle, and lifting his ghastly face he said: Mldivn—r.i-nf- ftvv, in v older 1 1'lnTe v If and xny his [is year ray junior, ,hor, mv of U: ter Mary, wC Having made t)tc S/mniurd as/tut as 1 tin' Hwoofe-st child that, I havo over known happy children, ami our t the m \VY Wit beautiful very could. ifT was tho not—I mean that I am going home, as It grows late. Hut, say, why do you run so fast, and what hus hapiDeiicd to you, Thomas, that your arm is bloody and you carry a sword in your hand?" " 'I will find you yet,' he screamed, with many Spanish oaths and foul words. 'II I wait for 20 years, I will bc-avenged upon you and all you love. Bo assured of this, Luisa de Garcia, hido where you will, I shall find you, and when we meet you shall 3ome with mo for so long as I will keep you, or that will lxD the hour jf your death.' pride of our fatl ul the J was the darkest I niCDt Thus thing!) went on till this, jay of my mother's death. But before I go further I must tell that Squire Bozard looked with no favor ou the friendship between his daughter and myself, and this not because lie disliked flic, but rather because he would have seen Lily wedded to my elder brother, Geoffrey, my father's heir, and not to a younger son. So hard did he grow in the park this morning allowing a policeman to kiss the baby. Now, I hope you will remember that I have tl£ strongest objection  of the throe envy of other parent _ Ci t.o swarthinesn, nit. in Ma., Spanish nhovvd only in li. r riC . cyt-s nf velvet hue, and in thi! glow upoii her chock that was like the IjInsli on a ripe fruit. darl ■ tho 4 I have no breath to speak yet," I answered. "Come liock to the hawthorns, and I will tell you." ''Are you mad?" she cried, "and do you think to win mo by slaying my father? Throw down that sword, Thomas." Hopkins—Oh, ma'am, I'm sure no policeman would ever kiss baby when I was there!—Pall Mall Budget. •'Where is this Spaniard? killed him?" ITavo you "Then we sailed away for England, and the boats fell astern. My naother used to call ino her little Spaniard U-cn'ix'iif my swarthiness—that is, when my father w;v. not near, for such nanirs angered him. She never learned to Speak English very well, hut he would suffer her to talk iu no other tongue liefore hiyi. Still when he wiis not there she spoke in Spanish, of which language, how ever, I atone of the family became a mas ter, and that was more liecause of certain Volumes of old Spanish romances which she had by her than for any other reason. From my earliest chilCfhCxxl I was fond of sueh tales, and It was by bribing lue with t lie promise that I should read them that she persuaded mo to learn Sjianish, for my mother's heart still yearnedtoward her old sunny home, and often she would talk of it with us children, more especially in the winter season, which she hated as 1 do. Once 1 asked her if she wished to go hack to Spain. She shivered and answered no, for there dwelt one who was her enemy and would kill her; also her heart was with us children and our father. " No; 1 must bo wending homeward. I have been among the trees for more than an hour, ami there is littlo bloom upon them." "As for winningyou, it seems that there is small chance of it," I answered hotly, "'but I tell you this—not for the sake of all the maids upon the earth will I stand to be beaten with a stick like a scullion." "No, father. Ho chanced upon me in Grubs well, and when he learned my name he would hove murdered me. But 1 played quarter staff with him and beat him to a pulp, taking his sword." •'My sons, this is the story of my youth and how I came to wed your mother whon I have buried today. J uan de Garcia hakept his word." A Close Calculator. »! out the matter at last that we two 1: • rht scarcely meet except by seeming ac ciueiit, whereas my brother was ever welcome at the hall. And on this account some bitterness arose between ustwo brothers, as is apt to be the case when a woman comes between friends, however close, for it must be known that my brother Geoffrey also loved Lily, as all men would have loved her, and with a better right perhaps than I had, for he was my elder by three years and born to possessions. *'I could not come before, Lily. I was kept and in a strange manner; also I saw bloom as I ran. ' Wife—Why are you in such a rush to get the great Americo-European encyclopedia as soon as it comes out? "And there I do not blame you, lad," said her father, more kindly. "I see that you also havo courage, which may serve you in good stead, and It was unworthy of mo to call you 'pillbox' in my anger. Still, as I havo said, the girl is not for you, so begone and forget her as best you may, and if you value your life never let me find you two kissing again. And know that tomorrow I will havo a word with your father on this matter." "Aye, and then?" '"Yet it seems 6trange," said my broth it, "that after all these years he sliouh havo murdered her thus whom you say h; loved. Surely even the cvilest of men ha*, shrunk from such a deed." "Indeed 1 never thought that you would como, Thomas," she answered, looking down, "who have other things to do than to go out Maying like a girl. Ilut 1 wish to hear your story, If it is short, and I will walk a little way with you." "And then I let him go, knowing nothing of the deed ho had already wrought upon our mother. Afterward I will tell you all." Husband—I want to stick it up in plain view in my office, so that the subscription agents will see it when they come to sell me ona It will save $60 worth of time.—New York Weekly. * \ "You lot him go. son? You let Jean do Garcia go! Then, Thjmas, may the curse of God rest upon you till you find him and finish that Which you began today.'' "Spare to curso mo, father, who am ooauraed by re v own conscience. Turn tout horses rather and ride for \ armoutn, for there his ship lies, and thither he has gone with two hours' start. Perhaps you may ■till trap him before he sets sail." "Then- is little that isstrango about it,' answered my father. ' • How can we know what words were spoken between them before he stabbed her? Doubtless ho told some of them when he cried to Thom.it that now they would see what truth theri was in prophecies. What did Do Garcii. swear years since?—that she should conx with him or hewo.uld killlior. Your moth or was still beautiful, Geoffrey, and hi may havo given her her choice betweer. flight and death. Seek to know no more son"—and suddenly my father hid hi: face in his hands and broko into sobs that were dreadful to hew. So we turned and walked sldo by side toward the groat pollard oaks, and by the time that wo reached them I had told her the tale of the Spaniard, and how ho strove to kill me, and how I had beaten him with my staff. Now, Lily listened eagerly enough and sighed with fear when she learned how close 1 had been to death. And that was what chanced in this cose, though how it came about exactly I cannot tell. Tho Spaniard was a fine swordsman, and had I beeq armed as he was would doubtless have overmatched me, who at tliat age had no practice in the art, which was almost unknown in England. But when he saw the big stick flourished over him he forgot his own advantage and raised his anil to ward away the blow. Down it came upon the back of his hand, and his sword fell from it to the grass. But 1 did not spare him because of that, for my blood was up. The next stroke took him on the lips, knocking out a tooth and sending him backward. Then I caught him by the leg and beat him unmercifully, not upon the head indeed, for now that I was victor 1 did not wish to kill one whom I thought a madman, as I would that 1 had done, but 0)4 evepy other part of him. Method In It. Boy—Half a pound of steak, but let it be very tough. Now, when I had at tained 1 It years I was SxT&,?nfB,,&frsa&,i shame, a very handsome youth to Ixjot. I was not ovcrtall indeed, measuring but 6 feet !t'/£ inches in height, but my limbs were well made, and I was both deep and brood in the chest. In color I was, and, inD white liuir notwithstanding, am still, extraordinarily dark lined; my eyes also were large and dark, and my hair, which was wavy, was coal black. In my deportment I was reserved and grave to sudness; iu speech I was slow and temperate and more apt at listening than in talking. I weighed matters well liefore I made up my mind ujton them, but licing made up nothing could turn me from that mind short of death itself, whether it were set on good or evil, on folly or wisdom. Iq those days also I hod little religion, since partly because of my father's secret teaching and partly through the workings of my own reason I learned to doubt the doctrines of the church as they used to lie set "1 will go, since l must go,- * answered, "but, sir, I still hope to live to call your daughter wlfo. Lily, farewell till these storms are overpast." Butcher—Tough? What's that for, any lad? Boy—'Cause if it's tender daddy'll eat it all himself.—Unsere Gesellschaft "But you are wounded, Thomas!" she broke In. "See, the blood runs fast from your arm. Is the thrust deep?" '■Farewell, Thomas," she said, weeping. "Forget me not, and I will never forget my oath to you." Without another word my father and brother wheeled their horses round and departed at full gallop into the gloom of the gathering night. A Record. "I have not looked to see. 1 have had no time to look." Then, taking Lily by the arm, her father led her away. "How are you getting along with your new servant girl?" asked the caller. Now, when I was 18'J years old, on a ccrtain evening in the month of May, it happened that a friend of my father's, Squire liozard, late of the hall in this par ish, called nt the lodge on his road from Yarmouth, and in the course of his talk let it fall that a Spanish ship was at an chor in the roads laden with merchandise. My father pricked up Ids ears at t his and asked who her captain might Ik*. Squire Bozard answered that he did not know liis name, but that he had seen him iu the market place, a tall and stately man, richly dressed, with a handsome face and a scar upon ills temple. They rode so fiercely that, their horses being good, they came to the gates of Yarmouth In littlo more than 1 % hours, and that Is fast riding. But tho bird was Sown. They tracked him to the quay and found that ho had shipped awhile before (n a boat which was In waiting for him cMld passed to his vessel, which lay in the foads at anchor, but with the most of her oanvas set. Instantly she sailed and now Was lost In tho night. Then my father caused notice to lie given that he would pay a reward of 200 picci* In gold to any phlp that would capture tho Spaniard, and $wo started on the quest, but they did wot uuu tier ujftb ueiore luoriimg yyon uu uu her way acruss tho sea. "Our new servant girll" repeated the hostess, with some indignation in her voice. "Why, she has been with us for four days!"—Washington Star. "Take off your coat, Thomas, that 1 may dress tho wound. Nay, I will have it so." I also went away—sad, but not altogether 111 pleased, for now I knew that if I had won the father's anger I had also won the daughter's unalterable love, and love lasts longer than wrath, and here or hereafter will win its way at length. When I had gone a little distance, I remembered tho Spaniard, who had been clean forgotten by me in all this love and war, and 1 turned to seek him and drag him to tho stocks, which I should have done with joy and been glad to find some one on whom to wreak my wrongs. But when I came to the spot where I had loft him I found that fate had befriended him by tho hand of a fool, for there was no Spaniard, but only the village Idiot, Billy Minus by name, who stood staring first at the tree to whloh the foreigner had been made fast and then at a piece of silver In his hand. "Would that you had told us this tali before, father," 1 said so soon as I coult. speak. "Then there would have lived f •levil less in the world today, and I shoulc havo lDeen spared a long journey." "Now, to be brief, from the first moment that your mother and I set eyes on each other we loved one another, and it was our one desire to meet as often as might !x\ and in this wo had no great difficulty, for her mother also feared and hated Juan de Garcia, her nephew by marriage, and would have seen her daughter clear of liim if possible. The end of it was that I told my love, and a plot was made between us that wo should fly to England. But nil this had not escaped the ears of Juan, who had spies in the household and wajealous and revengeful as only a Simian; jan bo. First he tried to Ixs rid of mo by •hallenging me to a duel, but wo wen parted before we could draw swords. Tfier he lihf 1 bravos to murder me as I walked the sweets at night, but I wore a chain shirt beneath my doublet, and their dap gers broke upon it, and in place of bein{. slain I slew one of them. Twice baflled Do Garcia was not defeated. Fight anC": murder had failed, but another and surci means remained. \ know not how, bu: he had won munc clew to the history o' my life and of how I had broken out fron tho monastery. It was left to him, there fore, to denounce mo to tho holy otlieo as i renegade and an inflcV'i, and this he diC ino night. It \vas tho night before the da: when wD should havo taken ship. I wu sitting with your mother and her mothei !u their houso at Seville when six cowleC men entered and seized mo without a word VVhf!n I prayed to know thely purpose, they gavo no other than to hold a cru cifix before my eyetf. Then I kne\y why 1 was taken, and tho women ceased cling lng to me nnd fell back sobbing. Secretly and silently I was hurried away to tin dungeons of the holy office, but of all that befell me thepu I will not stop to tell. So I drew off the garment, not without pain, and rolled up the shirt lieneath, and there was tho hurt—a clean thrust through the fleshy Jtart of the lower arm. Lily washed it with water from tho brook and bound It with her kerchief, murmuring words of pity {ill the yvhlle. To say truth, I would have suffered a worso harm gladly if only I could find her to tend it. Indeed her gentle care broke down tho fence of my doubts and gave me a courage that otherwise might have failed ine In her presence. At first indeed I could find no words, but as she bound my wound I bent down and kissed her ministering hand. She flushed red as the evening sky, the flood of crimson losing itself at last lieneath her auburn hair, but it burned deepest upon the white hand which I had kissed.Little did I know how long that journey nrnnlH lwtl Jamie's Bufety Assured. Distracted Mother—Oh, John, John I Come quick 1 Jamie's fallen in the well [TO BE CONT1NUKD.] From Twelve to Twenty. Farmer Tightphist—Great Scott 1 I'll get him out It's the only good well od the place I—Chicago Tribune. Indeed I thrashed him till my arms were weary, and then 1 fell to kicking him, and all the while he writhed liku a wounded snake and cursed horribly, though he never cried out or asked for mercy. At last I oeased and looked at him, and he was no pretty sight to see. Indeed what with his cuts and bruises and the mire of the roadway it would have been hard to know him for the gallant cavalier whom f had met not live minutes liefore. But uglier than all his hurts was the look in his wicked eyes us he lay there on his back in the pathway find glared up at me. ■'Now, friend I said, ''yet} have learned a lesson, anc} what }s there tq hinder me from treating you as you would have dealt with me who had never harmed you)'" And I took up his sword and held it to his throat. Boys from 12 to 20 are the most important factors of society and should receive the best thought and care of home, state and church, whereas thoy do not receive even *u average amount. Infant years, on the other hand, have been greatly overestimated in regard to their influence upon the mental and moral life of man. Under the age of 10, the physically, men tally and morally, is inTae germ. During the first 12 months of life the babe is com ing into consciousness of its own life, learning how to recognize its mother; how to use its eyes for seeing, ears for iiearing. hands for feeling, voice for laughing and speaking, feet for walking. In a like man ner the first 12 years of childllfe are used in coming into a knowledge of the great iverld about him. They are years in whiob he learns to use words, books and tools; learns to distinguish form, size, number md eolor of objects; learns liis way abput the village, town and neighboring cily; learns, in shTirt, his relation to the surrounding world. They are years of awak eniug, constant surprises, lie has no taste or ability for matureor continued thought. During these early years you con no more establish the mental, moral or religious life of the child than you determine what shall be the first 10 words the hab« shall speak or ou what day or hour it shall tak« Its first step.—Rev. A. E. Wiusliip. A Onward. On this sad day of which I write I knew that Lily, whom I loved, would be walking alone beneath the greut pollard oaks in the park at Dltchingham hall. Here, in Grubuwell, as tho spot is called, grew, Indeed still grow, certain hawthorn trees that, are tho earliest tCD blow of any in these parts, and when we had met at tho church door on the Sunday Lily said that there would be bloom upon them by the Wodne* day, mid on that afternoon she should go to cut it. It may well he that she spoke thus with design, for love will breed cunning ill the heart of the most guileless and truthful maid. Then and there I vowed to myself that I also would be gathering hawthorn bloom it} this same place, and on that Wednesday afternoon—yes, even if I must pluy truant and lcavu all the sick of Bungay to nature's nursing. Moreover, I was determined on one thing—that if I could find L\ly alone I would delay no longer, but tell her all that was in my heart, no gj-eat secret indeod, for though no word of love had ever passed bctweeq us as yet each knew the other's hidden out. Hospital Nurso—These new patent Are escapes are great blessings. At this news my mot her turned polo lie ncath heroliveskin and muttered in Span lsh: Hospital Doctor—Indeed they are. It is much easier to cure fracture than burns.—New York Weekly. At length the morning camo, and witlD It my father and brother, who returned from Yarmouth on hired horses, for their own were spent. In tho afternoon also news followed them that tho ships which had put to scia on the track of tho Spanlard had been driven back by biid weather, having seen nothing pf him. '"Holy Mother, grant that ifbe not he! My father also looked frightened and questioned the squire closely as to the man's appearance; but without learning anything more. Then he bade him ndieu with little ceremony, and taking horse A Superb Display. ''Where Id tho man who was tied here, Billy 1"' I aske.d. Talk about energy! Has any one more -han the woman who works the beefiteak pounder that wakes you up in the morning?—Atchison Globe. rode aw for V "Why did you do that, Thomas?" she •aid ip a }ow voice Then I spoke. ''I did it because I love you, Lily, and do not know how to begin the telling of my love. I love you, dear, and have always loved, as I always shall love you." "I know not. Master Thomas," he answered In his Norfolk talk, which I will not set down. '"Half way to wheresoever he was going, I should say, measured by the paco at which he left when once I had sat him upon his horse. Lawks, but he was glad to bo gone) Jluw he did gallop!" That night n: r never slept, but Now I told; all tho story of my dealings with tho murderer of my mother, keeping nothing back, and 1 must bear my father's bitter anger because, knowing that my mother was in dread of a Spaniard, I had luffered my reason to bo li-d astray by my desire to win speech with my lovo. Nor did I meet with any comfort from my brother UoolTrey, who was fierce against me because ho learned that I had not pleaded In vain with the maid whom he deslrod for himself. But hp said nothing of this reason; also that no drop might be lacking lm my eup, Squiro Bozard, who came with many other neighbors to viev. the corpse and offer sympathy with my fa ther In his loss, told him at the same time that ho took it ill that 1 should woo lib daughter aguilnst his wist, and that if i continued in thla eourso it would strain thetc ancient*friendship. Thus I was hit on every side, by sorrow for my mother whom I had loved tenderly, by longing for my dear Whom I might, not poo, by self reproach hraAuJio I had let tho Spaniard go WhbU 1 held (ilia fast, and by tho anger of my father and my brother. Indeed those days wero so dark and bitter, for J was at tho ago when shame anCi j/yefuYr etlng their sharpest, that J wished that I were dead mother. One comfort reached jne indeed, a message from Lily, sent by a servant girl Whom she trusted, gu Ing me her dear love and bidding motol*Dof good ' wsngiju caino one uay oi uuriai, ana my mother, wrapped in fair whito robps, W*s laid to rest In the chancel pf the church at DUahlngham, where my father lias long bee a set beside her, hard by the trass effigies that mark the burying place «f Lily's forefather, his wifo ana many of their ohildreii. This funeral was tho saddest of slghtii, for tho bitterness of my father's grief broke from him in sobs, and my sister Mary swooned away In my arms. A sat. all through il 111 her nursing chair, brooding over I know not what. As I left her when I went to i ■when I came from it By the Nature of Things. I nil so I found hot "We are discovered," exclaimed the hairpin. n I can rc act moe gnntmerin; of the May lnornir eyes fixed upon tho in in ''.Strike home, you accursed whelpI" he answered in a broken voice. fiJt U petter tp die tii,in Ji vi) to feinCwbcf such Blaine as this." "Are you so sure pf that, Thomas!1" she ■aid again. is nothing elso in the world of wfiich t am so sure, Lily. What I wish to be as sure of is that you lovo mo as 1 love you." Jfor a moment she stood quiet, her head rank almost to her breast. Then sho lifted Jt, and fjer pyeq slwue as 1 naa never seen them shine before. "Can you doubt it, Thomas?" she said. "Now, you are a bigger fool even than I thought you, Billy Minns," I said In anger. ''That man would have murdered me. 1 overcame him and made htm fast, and you have let him go." "Impossible," insisted the collar button.—Detroit Tribune hC-r iarfif 'You have risen early, mother, 1 Raid Sure to See Specks. "I liavo never laid down, Thomas," phi answered. "No," I said; ''I am no foreign murderer to kill a defenceless man. You shall away to the justice to answer for yourself. The hangman has a rope for such as you." "Then von must flow n»e thither." he groaned and shut ids eyes as th£D}igh with "They say it's a sign of Brlght'a disease for a man to see specks," said Hicks. •'He would hayo murdered you,"master, und you mudo him rust! Well, he's gone, and this alone is left of lilm." And he spun tho pieco into tho air. Why not? What do you fear?" I four tho past :1 the futnr "Heaven help the man who marries t Boston women, then," said Dawson.— rjfa Would t your fat were back niv son Now, seeing that there was reason in Billy's talk, for the fapH vw mine, I turned away without more words, not straight homeward, (or I wished to think alone awhile on all that, had come about between me and Lily and her father, but down the way which runs across tho lano to the crest of the Vineyard These hills are with underwood. In which Jarge oaks grow to within some £00 yards of this house where I write, and this underwood is pierced by paths that my mother luld out, for she loved tq walk hero. One of these puth* runs along the bottom of the hill by the edge pf the pleasant river Wavonoy and the other a hundred feet or more above and near the crest o{ the slope, or, to speak nioro plainly, there is but one path, shaped like the letter O, placed longitudinally, {he curved ends of tho letter marking how the path turns upon tho hillside! About 10 o'clock of that morning, as I was making ready to walk into Bungay to the house of the physician under whom I was learning the art of healing, my father rode up. My mother, who was watching at the lattice, ran out to meet him. thoughts. faintness, and doubtless iie was somewhat faint. Now, H chanced that on this afternoon I was bard put to it to to my tryst, for my master, the physician, was ailing and sent me to visit the h)cH fop hiu», carrying them their medicines. At tho last, however, between 4 and 5 o'clock, I fled, miking no leave. Taking the Norwich road, I ran for a mile and more till I had passed tho Manor House and the church turn and drew near to Ditchingham park. Then { dropped my jwu-e to a walk, for I did not wisn to come before Lily heated and disordered, but rather looking my best, to which end I had put on my Sunday garments. Now, as 1 went down the little hill in the road that runs past tho park I saw a man on horseiiaek who looked lirst at tho bl'idie path that at this spot turns off to the right, then back across the common lands toward tho Vineyard hills and the Waveney, and then And now I took her in my arms and kissed her on the lips, and tho memory of that kiss hus gone pio through my long life tmd is with me yet, when, old and withered, I stand upon tho borders of the grave. It wus the greatest joy that has been given to mo in all my days. Too soon, alas! it was done, that first pure kiss of youthful love, and I spoke again, somewhat aimlessly: Not What He Meant. Now, as I pondered on what should be done with the villain, ft chanced that I looked up through a gap jn the fence, anq them, among thu Gruliswell oaks HOOyarda or more away, I caught signtof the flutter of a white robe that I knew well, and It seemed to me that the wearer of that robe was moving toward the bridge of the "watering," as though she were weary of wait ing for one who did not pome. She—Ceaso your flattery, dr, or I shall put my hands over my ears. Ho (wishing to pay her a compliment} —Impossible 1 Your hands ore too am a 1 'or that —Tit-Bits. An Ingenious Theft. Springing from his horse*, he embraced her, saying: ''Be of good cheer, sweet; it cannot be he. This man has another "Twice I was racked, once I was seareC' with hot Irons, thrive I was flogged wltli wire wiips, and all this while 1 was fed on food such as wo should scarcely offer it dog here In England. At length, my of fcnse of having escaped from a monaster} and sundry blasphemies, so called, beinf. proved against me, 1 was condemned U death by fire. In Paris the other day a young and good 'ooking woman stopped a cab on the bouleard and ordered to be driven to the Rue *t. Martin. Before entering the cab the woman asked the coachman to give her for a 5 frano piece, which the lattel iid. As the cab begau to move Bhe made a •ign to a man standing on the pavement, ,vho began to rim alongside one of the winlows. An instant later the passersby od ■he boulevard were surprised to aee the oachman spring from his seat, wrench ipen the door and demand his purse, which be declared his fare had stolen. It appeared that as soon as she had entered the cab she had let down the front window and abstracted the coachman's purse. The change for 5 francs had only been asked for in ordei bo see In what pocket he kept his money. As soon as she got possession of the purse she had thrown it to the man running alongside. This the coaohman had observed and at once became aware of the loss which he had sustained. The woman was at one* arrest*** name." "But did you see "No; he was out night, and 1 htirri knowing your fears. he asked A Regular Part of Mont Shows* t at I "It seems, then, that you do love me who love you so well?" "So you were at the theater, too, last light Whose acting did yoa think jest?" le to tell you Then I thought to piyself I staid to drag this man fio the vy locks or some other safe place the? oiud be an end of meeting with my love that day, and I did not know whei) J might flui} another chance. Now, I would not have misaed that hour's talk with Lily to bring a score of murderous minded foreigners to their de- I thrashed him till my arms were weary. sorts. And, moreover, this one had earned "It were surer if you 1 band. He may well ha name." seen him, hustaken another "If you dofcbtod it before, can you doubt It now?" she unswerecj very softly. ,-But listen, T||iiiu(ui. ]t is well'that we should love w»cn other, for we wero born to it and have uo help in the matter, even if we wished to find It. Still, though love be sweet and holy, it is not all, for there is duty to bo thought of, and what will my father say to this, Thomas?" "My sister's. She sat in a box."— Chicago Record. "Then ftt las*, when after along year ol torment. and of horror 1 hail abandonee hope and resigned myself to die, help came Upon tho eve of the day upon which I w:t-to 1hD cwnsumed by flame the chief of ruj tormentors entered tho dungeon where 1 lay on st raw, and embracing me bade me bo of good cheer, for tho church had taken pity on my youth and given mo my freedom. At first 1 laughed wildly, for 1 thought that this was but another torment, and not till I was freed of my fetters, clothed in decent garments and set at midnight without the prison gates would 1 believe th:.t fo »■ j tl a thing had *'I never thonght of that, sweet," my father answered, "but have no fear. Should it bo lie, and should he darn to set foot in the parish of Dltchingham, there are those who will know how to deal with him. But I am sure that it is not he." "Didn't the ladies who called leave* cards?" Family Pride* Bridget—They wanted ten ma'am, bat I told them yon had plenty of your own, tnd better too. —Chicago1 Inter Ooean. "I do not know, Lily, and yet I can guess. I am sure, sweet, that he wishes you to take my brother Goe'ffrey and leave me on ono side.'' Now, I struck the path at the end that is farthest from this house and followed that half pf It which runs down by tho river bank, having tho \vater on one side of It and the brushwood upon the other. Along this lower path I wandered, my ryes fixed upon the ground, thinking deep !y ns I went, now of tho joy of Lily's lovo "Thanks be to .Fesu then!" she said, and they liegan talking in a low voire. along the road, fis though he did not know which way to turn. I was quick' to notice things, though at this moment my mind was not at its swiftest, being set on other matters and chiefly as to how I should tell my tale to Lily, and I saw at onco that this man was not of our country. gCjod payment for his behavior. Surely, thought 1, he might wait aWhile till I had done my lovemaklng, and If he Would not wait I could And a means fo pake him do so. Sot 20 paces from us the horse stood cropping the grass. J went to blm and undid his bridle rein, and with It fastened Now, seeing that I was not wanted. I took my cudgel and started down tho bridge path toward the common footbridge, when suddenly my mother called lri« hnetr But Worse. No; It was not the railway wreck. "Then his wishes are not mine, Thomas; also, though duty he strong, it is not strong enough to force a woman to a marriaeo for which she has no likiii". Yet it. That made him blind and lame. He lost his eyen. his leg and nose Iu a collide uoibull tcame. —Cleveland Pre** Cod. I