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lights; but she measured all men by the
idol Of her girlhood, and though she knew

that he never cared for her, and that a
last his memory was Indifferent to her, yet
strangely, all men fell short of her stand
ard, and eight years after she was twenty
five, and still Agnes Carol.
Two days after, when Mr.. Percy Bel
came to tell Agnes that his sister Fam,
had come, she told him the story of tn,
stranger she had found at the gate, ane
added that he was now dangerously i'll O
a fever; told him also to beg Fanny t.
waive formalities and come and see her
There was nothing on the strangers per
son to give the slightest clue to his lden.
tity, and his chances of life were meagre
indeed. Would Percy Bell like to see
him?
| No, Percy did not care to see him
Very likely he was some wandering
scamp, much beneath the notice Of re-
spectacle people. Percy Bell said this
in very nice language and in polite
tone, emphasized by the pleasant smile
in the light gray eyes; and he wondered
very much why Miss Carroll was so very
naughty Immediately after and never
offered him her hand at parting. He did
not know that Agnes Carroll had been
on the watch to measure the soul of her
admirer, and that again her ideal lifted
itself to an unappreachable height above
him. He did not know, he never knew,
that after that speech his star set from
the heaven of Agnes Carroll's vision.
Perhaps it would be we'll for her to
hunt up some beggar, and bestow her
hand and fortune on him! Anything to
get rid of her senseless folly about Harry
Morton, who had probably never thought
Of her once since their paths had divcrg-
ed SO widely; and Agnes strove to put
her troublesome thoughts to flight by
taking her work to the sick mans room
and sitting down by the window, sewed
or read by turns, or talked to the nurse
who was there. until the shades of night
came on and the dinner-bell summoned
her down stairs That night the doctor
pronounced his patient out Of danger,
and Agnes went no more to the sick-room
but resumed her old round Of duties and
in her busy life nearly forgot him, until
her uncle introduced the subject
"My dear,' he said, II have been talk
ing to the stranger invalid, and I find
that he is quite gentleman. He has
studied law, and don't know but that
shall take him into the office. Besides
he is from Ashville.''
Ashville!" repeated Agnes, with a
sudden interest. 81 should like to know
about some Of my friends in Ashvillve.
wish you would ask him down to din
ner, uncle, if he has anything to wear
Such wretched looking object as he was!
am anxious to see how much good bed
op1 DOW or1 FOOD have lo,,o e., /, r.
was certainly strange plight for a gentle
man. Has he told you his story?"
ono; he only said that he came from
Ashville, and was in search OF employ
ment He was robbed On the way, and
says that he should doubtless have died
had we not found him as we did. I be-
lieve will ask him to dinner"
Accordingly, when Agnes came to the
parlor before dinner, she found the
stranger there; her uncle was with him,
and as Agnes entered he said:
''My dear, permit me to present Mr..
-. Upon my word," he CALCULATED,
II never asked your nameH'
lit is Harry Morton. It may be that
your niece remembers me-"
Agnes looked into his face, and laid her
cold hand in his. She did not remember
him, for the young beard and unkept
locks were gone; but, oh, how changed
Thin and pale he had always been, but he
was ghostly nova mere shadow of the
olden man.
Agnes had never, in her widest mag
inings, dreamed that her first love would
be cast helpless and broken down at her
feet; she always pictured him as rising
power in the world, as esteemed and hon
ored for his goodness and talent; and now
he stood before her a failure, his life-work
yet untouched. She drew her hand away
and, coldly kind, she sat down to enter
tain him.
She went to dinner in sort of dream,
and listened to the story he told in a
dazed way. 1t was certainly pitiful
tale; and Mr.. Carroll promised to help
him; and he did so by taking him into
his office as managing clerk, and letting
him sit at his table, and converse in his
parlor.
And Mr.. Morton was gentlemanly, and
kept his place, never presuming on his
old acquaintance with Agnes never seek
ing to build the old acquaintance between
them.
! Percy Bell and Fanny came to SEE
Agnes often and Agnes returned theil
visits. She was quite as friendly to Per
cy Bell now as before the entarnce of Har
| ly Morton upon the scene; and that gen
tleman's hopes were again in the ascend
ant, and he certainly made an agreeable
contrast to the ghostly, hollow-eyed clerl
whom Agnes barely recognized. So af
fairs went on until Harry Morton had re-
gained all his original good-looks, an6
had made himself indispensable to hi
employer.
One night Agnes gave large party
1t was her twenty sixth birthday, and sht
laughingly told her friends that it wa
the inaugural ball of her old-maidhood
and she meant it to be success. And ,
success it was. Fanny and Percy wer,
there, and SO was Harry Morton.
| Just before supper Agnes came across
some gentleman in the shadows of the de
serted drawing-room, and, tapping him o,
the shoulder, she playfully said: s.Ant
whom do find playing the wall flowers?
| She started back ere the words wer
finished, tor the gentleman turned fac,
of unutterable agony towards her, ant
she saw that it was Harry Morton.
| t.MisS Carroll - he cried itT love a laa,