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this proud girl who. now cast his friend
ship aside with such contempt.
I - "Well," he said slowly, ''I suppose
this tho end Am sorry or the re-
I verseS, =, ! -
I ,Ahl could he have .pepetrated the fu
ture, he. would have had little doubt OF
4 that subject Z y a =
The next day Guy Travers left Glen
more for his city home. He endeavoret
too see Madge, but she always succeeded
in avoiding him; he was piqued and
angry and mentally he called her g;
little fool' more than once.
After lie had departed Rhoda, the Lit.
TIC Waiting maid, gave Madge letter
"what Marse Guy, dun lef' for her.,
and in the seclusion of her own room
she opened it and read al follows: -
My DARLINa: Why have you kept
yourself out Of my sight all this day
| never giving me g0Odby kiss or wi;h-
ing me bon voyagep Is it that you are
still angry with, me2 Silly child, you
! must forget that little scene Of yester
uay--iorget. that you ever loved inc
other! than "a chance Efriend-your
mothers boarder--and be again, your
own dear little self. Some day you will
thank me for what you now view in the
light OF u grievous wrong. 3, Meantime,
should you everneed q sincere friend
faithful and affectionate--you will find
ERS." -
= AN hour later Mrs Heathcote found
her daughter, white and senseless, pros
trate on the floor, with this cruel mis-
sive at her feet.
That night and for many others
Madge Heathcote tossed in a raging
fever---brain fever as the doctors pro-
noqnced it, and gave 81 hall, hopes of her
Erecovery. Mrs. Heatlicote, Sitting by
her daughters bedside, learned from
her deirious rawlings all that her child
had suffered in silence '"
Six weeks did Madge Heathcote
struggle against death, and finally came
out victorious. ABntsas She began the
slow approach to Health, her mother,
worn ont with anxiety, gradually weak
ened, and in three months from the
day Guy Travers had left them, Madge
was an orphan alone in the world. -,.I .
And for all this," she said bitterly,
~ have to thank Guy. Trayers." ga"
Then, with the few dollars remaining
after all debts were settled, and her first
love letter in the purse, she left her ma
tive village forever. The yillagers
shook their heads and looked grave
whenever Madge Heathcote was men
Weak and weary Madge IIeathcote
arrived in New York, after journey
of sixteen hours. The next morning
after a 'scanty breakfast, she started to
find her old music teacher, in the hope
that he would be able to aid her in OBJ
tanning pupils; but her heart sank when,
arriving at her destination, she was told
that Professor Schwartz had been dead
more than a year, ,...'.. .y,s.5
What was she to do now2 She went
from place to place, but without any
success whatever. She was stranger,
alone and friendloss, and in all that
great, grand city there was no place for
her. ...--..-... 49,, ...r.
<HI will make one more effort" she
said. "I will 60 to the great Signor
de LAMA and ask him to aid me, and if
I fail again can but return to my poor
lodging and make a fresh start to-mor-
row. -.
Asking the first policeman to direct
her to the residence of the professor,
she started thither Signor dc LAMA
Listened attentiyely while she. had told
him the sad history of her poverty and
utter ifriendlessnesss and her. anxiety to
earn al honest living.
When she had finished he requested
her to. let him, hear her play, and seat
ing herself at the piano she played a
brilliant, fantasia, which:he pronounced
"well done" ..
"Wcll," she said. "Let me sing
something for you; L want to know if
you think l could earn my living with
my voice."
Then, after few preliminary chords
she sang, with great expression,
"IIome, Sweet Home" The professor l.
listened breathlessly. She began the
second verse-,;lnd as the recollection of
her dearold home and the mother she had
lost came back to her, she burst into
tears, and her head sank upon the key
board. DE LAMA was deeply moved.
lie went over to her, and placing his
land kindly on the bowed head, said
earnestly: .
"Signoriha, you are fricndless; Jet me
be your friend; come and make your
home with us. | have young daugh-
ter who will be delighted to have a
companion about hcr own age, and
Signorina, listen--in FIVE years you can
make your fortune with that magnif-
cent voice. You have one of the finest
voices | have ever heard in. America. -
"You can make my fortune in five
yearsl'' she repeated. cara you sure2''
Gas sure as that you and ale in this
room; that is, of course if you will put
yourself entirely under my manage.
ment. he answered.