The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-06-21

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 this good woman eyed him vexy curl ously and snspiciousay.
 It's al FixAs. Frank." said Millicent, turning her smiling face to him. "ws may 20 over the Hall Mir. Tompkinsor is not here al present.
 Please walk in,r said the house. keeper. dropping courtesy.
 Millicent did a. and Frank fcllowed her sulkily. He did not approve of the proceedingx As his wife had forced him to the house he had determined sc send his card up to Mir. Tompkinsoe, trusting that his former connection with the place would excuse the liberty hs was taking. But he did not like this going behind the mans back, and fell sure that M,ilieene had been smoothing the way with bsibe.
 That's the drasing-room-the din. ine-room library -billiard-room,s said the housekeepef. jerking her finger af the doom in succession. "Piease walk through them, and ring when you'd hke to % up stairs and sec the view" Iheresith the woman vanished, aiseT giving Mlhcent knowing look. which Frank felt sure spoke of wholesale bribery.
 "I say, Millioen,," said Frank, @ws can't go walking about . mans house alone in this fashion"
 My dear" said Millicent very seri- ously, 1 pledged my honor we would pocket nothing
 Then she broke into hystericAi little laugh and Frank wondered what had come to his wife.
 Let us go to the drawing room first she said, recovering her gravity, and opening the door pointed ou, by the hossekeeper.
 Frank passed through the doorway and for a momen, could think of nothing but how he should keep himself from quite breaking down. The room looked almost the same as when he last entered 1.-the same as he had known it from his earliest days every chair and table the same, or apparently so. Then he re- membered that the purchaser Of the house had also bought nearly all the household furniture. At the time he vas glad to think the old place would not be dismantled nov he regretted il had not been. The presence of the well remembered Lares and pcnates left the old home unchanged in ail-save that Il was no longer his home. There was the very stool on which as boy he used tc sit a, his mothers feet; there was the wonderful Japanese cabinet, with dozens of little lacquered drawers, which used tc be opened now and again as a grea, treat to him. And here he was standing in the middle of these old household gods by permission of another man, servant. He wished that he had beer firm, and not yielded to Mlliic .nt', whim.
 His heart was too full for NOT Is. He turned away from his wife, who wa. watching him earnestly, turned away, no willing she should sec how much he va. affected. He opened the door of tho eonserv Atory and passed cut among ths flowers. Even the flowers looked the same. The rcd stars of taxonia shons from the green clouds above as of old the large heliotrope against the wall va, in full blossom. The great centre tree palm was still there. The fountain played as of old, and splashed down or the goldfish swimming in the basin How we'll he remembered when his grea delight was to be lifted up to look al those red and white carp. He coulc stand these memories no longer. Le him go away-out of the house te come near it again. He went back ,s the room to find Millioent. The room was untenanted. He supposed his w,ie taking advantage of the accorded per mission, had extended her researches He looked in the dining room. As tn. old family portraits had been bought b, his own people, this room did not appea to him so much. He glanced around Millicent was not there. He walked across the hall and opened the librar) door. He did not notice whether thi. room was changed or not. He had eye. for one thing only, and, perhaps, nor, astonishing sight was never seen by q six days bridegroom. Here was Milli cent-his wife, her hat and mantle thsowr of, absolutely sitting on the knee of | twined around his neck, her cheek rest ing against his, and % ooncealing hi features from her outraged husband, whe no doubt would have rushed to immolate his supposed Tivzl had not Millicent without changing her position, looked q him with eyes % full 0f love, tenderness and triumph that Frank Abbot stoot rooted to the ground, and woadered wh, he should be dreaming in broad daylight Then he grew vesy pale; all sorts oi wild things rushing into his head. He man. aged to take seep or tvo forward and Millicent, jumping of her human perch rushed to meet him, threw her arma around his neck, sobbed and laughed and all the while ejacuiated: "My dar ling-my darling! My own love. To think it should be through me. My owr dear husband!7
 She kissed him and embraced him in so fervenf a manner that his attention could scarcely be given elsewhere bu the impression grew upon him that ovei her shoulder, sitting in the chair from which she had sprung, was his chance acquaintance, Mir. John Jones.