The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1891-03-29

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he clambered into tho boat. took up the
oars and set himself energetically to the
! putting Of as much space as possible be-
tween himself and his inexplicable
| brothers-in-law.
Janet succeeded in unobsarvedly re-
entering the house and changing her wei
clothing for dry long before her father
and brothers came in. Indeed she had
retired to her OWN room and was pre-
pairing for bed when she heard them en-
ter, but at tho sound OF their steps came
! out again to see that they got the sup
per left standing in the kitchen for them,
and TO lightly chide them for their I'M
wonted neglect Of the evening meal.
They looked at her sharply, but there
was nothing in her manner to betray
that sha knew aught of tho contemplated
tragedy or had any share in the frustra-
ton of their plans
ssWell," she said. having taken up the
food before the fire and placed it on the
kitchen table, everything is either cold
or dried up now, but you viii have to
make out with it as you best can.
Mother went to bed an hour ago. When
you are done throw this cloth over the
table. will clear up the dishes in the
morning.
She letired again to her roon
ssShe had nothing to do with 1t, af-
frned Donald in a low bat positive tone,
as if in answer to previously offered
suggestion.
Hadn't we better tell her?" asked An
! drew in q whisper.
NO" replied his father. "You can
never know beforehand how women will
take things; never be sure when they
cease to love. I'm afraid the poor girl
thinks too much of him even yet. Be-
sides, we've made poor fist of this
nights job, and there's no call to talk
about it now or any other time. We
had him in our hands and let him get
away. The more shame TO usr'
He may have been dazed when he
got himself loose and foundered into
the surf, suggested Andrew.
There's some little hope of that" as
scented the old man, 'ssince he is not on
the beach, and we are pretty sure Of
that. But if he should still be alive, and
we get another chance to lay hands on
him. there must be no second failure to
hill him"
( Within week they had another
chance. TWAS on a hot afternoon, when
the whole King family We're gathered in
the shade before the house. Mrs. King
sat on the door step knitting; the old
man, perched on one end of a water
butt, smoked and watched his sons
mending a seine that had been torn
by a shark; while Janet, standing beside
her mother, seemed lost in reverie, her
gaze fixed dreanily upon the oceans
lazily heaving waves of green and gold.
A broad wheeled beach wagon, drawn
by a couple of tough, shaggy little
ponies, came creaking from the highway,
rounded the corner of tho house, and as
it drew up before the family group
Janets husband sprang down from be-
side the driver. At the same moment,
from the back seat Of the vehicle, leaped
. duplicate Selden Rangely- tall, well
built, frank faced, faxen haired and
blue eyed as the original-who aided in
her descent to the ground plump little
lady with child in her arms, Mrs.
Rangely and Edith.
ooh, you poor dearl' exclaimed the
impulsive Englishwoman. precipitating
herself and baby into Janet's. arms.
What lot Of trouble / have inno-
Gently caused you'll But how was / to
suppose that Sci had a cousin in this
country when they did not themselves
know it? How was to know that there
was any other Sci in the world but my
Sell"
Janets husband took up the burden of
explanation.
II think you will listen to me now,
Janet" he said, with merry twinkle in
his eyes. cat all events, you cannot get
away from me by diving this time
David King and his sons looked sig
nifcantly at each other, and Donald
uttered half suppressed "Goshr' for
those few words made them understand
Janet's share in that mysterious escape.
''When went to the city found my
father very i'll. He was hard, austere
man, who had planned my life for me
in the way he wanted it, and not I, SO
WO uilA not t5Sb eAiol49 fctJ well LOgebQef.
But SO long as he did not know of my
marrying without his consent he soften
ed great deal toward the last and took
me into favor again completely before
he died. When he passed away came
back here for my wife, and at her sug-
gestion went to look up any possible
Mrs. Rangelys Philadelphia might har-
Dor. You see have found one. her hus-
band, too; and in SO doing discovered a
cousin never dreamed of having. 1t
appears that my father and his brother
quarreled in boyhood, and thereafter
ignored each others existence all their
lives But each having son, gave to
him, as it happened, the same old name
Of Selden, which is historic in our fam
lily, and do not think any one, looking
at the resemblance between us, can
question our relationship. Now, Janet,
my own dear wife, what is my desert:~
my love and unquestioning trust for
eyermore," she replied, yielding to his
fond embrace.
The Flowery Alchemist.
Hist, oh, hist,