The Arkansaw traveler., 1888-08-11

HI aStOnlbnmenC, you OO 0OC mean that after all these years you will not forgive and forget2 That you will not let bygones be bygones, even now?"
 "Yearsl Bygonesl" the dean re- peated incredulously, puzzled and con- founded, if his manner might be trusted. "I assure you most seriously that I do not understand you, my dear lady. To the best of my knowledge we have never met. Pray tell me for whom you take me-"
 "For my brother, Fergus Young for the dean of Dromore, of course" !" she replied so positively that Mary was startled. "And 30 that is my niece? Mary, dear girl, you will speak to me? But there, you never knew your Aunt Alice"
 The deans face grew suddenly pur- pie. "The woman is mad !" he gasped. "Stark, staring mad She says she is my sister. have no sister,"
 "You had one, and am that one p
 "I had one, and she died years ago p he answered, not as speaking to her, but to the room.
 "Died? To you, you mean" the woman replied with a grating laugh. "Come, get off your high horse, Fer gus. That is all over twenty years ago. Do not disown me now"
 "Disown you, womanw the dean cried passionately-he was by nature choleric man, and he could stand it no longer-it was too ridiculous. "I never owned you!"
 She eyed him moment with 8 queer smile, while Mary watched them both. Then with kind of dignity the wo- man gathered up her gloves and fan. "Very well," she said placidly, mak- ing as if she would pass them without more words and go out, "be it 20, other"
 "You still say that I am your brother2"
 "I do. You know you are," she replied, calmly.
 The dean choked, recovered himself, choked again, and finally sputtered out: "Then you are an impostor, madaml say you are an impostor And 1 shall expose you without mercy. It is my belief that you are trying to obtain credit in this hotel by the use of my name."
 "Nonsense, Fergus 1" she rejoined in the tone of a maiden aunt reproving an unreasonable schoolboy. "You know that this is not so. I have money and caP pay for everything The waiter will bear me witness that directed him to put my luncheon down to No. 9. That is my number. You will know where to find me should you change your mind, broth er."
 She disappeared. And there could be no doubt with whom lay the hon. ors of the field. If ever cleric longed for layman who might give his feel ings uncanonical expression, it was the dean at that moment.
 "Wellw he exclaimed, dropping into chair. "Wellw getting up again as if he had sat on pin. "I never heard of such impudence! New CT! could scarcely have believed it, if an angel had told me a woman could be SO brazen"
 "But, papa" said Mary, standing by him, perplexed and frightened, "do you think that she is mad?"
 The dean shrugged his shoulders and spread out his hands.
 "Or-or- There can't be two deans of Dromore"
 He shook his head vaguely, walking to and fro, as if he would be responsi. ble for no statement or fact after this There might be two popes of Rome He would not say.
 "Aunt Alice" Mary said musingly "Of course Aunt Alice died twenty years ago."
 The dean stopped in his walk and glared at her.
 "You-you had difference with her, papa, had you notp'
 The dean seemed like to choke again "Let us understand one another" ht said grimly. "Do you suspect me ot denying my own flesh and blood, my girl?"
 "Oh, no, no, papa [" she declared.
 "Then why ask that question? But I will answer it. My sister made ( foolish marriage. I did have quar. rel with her. was reconciled to hel later. was, thank heaven, on gooG terms with her when she died. Now are you satisfied? Perhaps I should add that was at her funeral" "Forgive me, papa" Mary said "But now we know one thing. w, know her to be some one acquainted with Aunt Alice at that time." "Then what is her object?" cried tn, dean desperately. "After what ha passed, the people at the hotel vii not give her credit-on my account a all eventsl What is her object?" Mary shook her head sagely. "Per haps we shall learn presently" sh, , said. And she rang the bell and gay,