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the shortness, vastness and solidity of the
great tower; and the location Of the latter
Immediately over the choir, instead of over
the space approaching it, as in most other
cathedrala
Rich, Massive and Simple.
The cathedral is the richest in chantries
and chapels of any have ever seen. Their
great number and marvellous richness Of
ornamentation are accentuated from the
massiveness and simplicity of their struct-
ural surroundings. Historically no sacred
edifce in England can boast such wealth of
treasure, if it may be so regarded, in the
mortuary remains of ancient kings and prel-
ates. The tomb of William Rufus is in the
center of the choir. Upon the top of the
huge sanctuary screens are six mortuary
chests. In one lies the bones of Kynegils
and Adulphua In another rest Kings Eg-
bert and Kenulph. A third holds the bones
of Rufus, Canute, Queen Emma, who trod
the nine heated ploughshares unscathed, and
of Bishops Wilma and Alwyn. A fourth is
a ''promiscuous" collection of what was left
of the remains of kings, princes and prel-
ates after the sacrilegious barbar-
ism of the year 1642. In a fifth re-
poses King Edmund and in the sixth lies
Edred, "who admirably governed the
country of the Britons." Hosts more there
are of later greatness and glory. But amid
all these splendid chantries, cenotaphs and
tombs there is just one spot in Winchester
Cathedral where love to sit and muse and
dream. That is in Prior Silkstede's chapel
There the southern sunlight, fltering
through the tiny colored panes Of the an
cient windows, seems to leave q glow and
blessing upon the slab that covers the grave
of gentle Isaac Walton.
EDGAR l. WAKEMAN.
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Concluded From Yesterday.
CHAPTER III.

Weeks passed away. 1t was q bleak,
gusty night. / had settled at Wakering-
had, in fact, become the village doctor, if
practitioner without patients may claim the
title. 1 was seated in my arm chair, smok-
ing an after-dinner pipe, but in no very
cheerful frame of mind. l had caught a
chill, having been constantly on the river,
in spite of adverse weather, the last few
weeks, and as 1 sat in my study in feverish
and depressed condition, all sorts of dark
thoughts filtered through my brain. In the
midst of my somber broodings the sound
of wheels on the high road caught my
ear. Presently there was a pause at the
gate. i rose quickly and looked out 1t was
Colonel Hethersett's carriage. A strong in
clination seized me to go out and answer the
gate bell But had the prudence, though
conscious of quickened pulse, to restrain
my ardor threw myself back in my chair,
took up book and merely glanced around
sbstractedly when my man came in and
handed me note. broke the seal without
haste-for my servants eye was still upon
me-and read as follows:
Come at once SYBIL HETHERsETT.
found her standing on the hearthrug be-
fore the fire She was alone. She came
forward when the door was closed behind
me, with evident agitation. Her hand
trembled as took it in mine. She looked
searchingly into my face. ''You are ill. He
told me you were. How thoughtless of me
TO have sent for you! You ought never to
have ventured out on night like this I
might have come to you"
1 was ill / felt that the fever had in
creased, as well it might, since had quit
ted my freside. But L did my best to hide
it. She took my hot hand in hers and led
me to the sofa beside the hearth. I think L
should have fallen but for her aid. / sank
down, and again asked her, "What has hap
pened?"
But although, as / could see, there was
great anxiety to speak with me expressed in
her face, she took no heed of my question
until she had placed some tea on q little Ia
BILE beside me and had handed me the cup.
"And now," said Sybil, 'T will answer
your question. My father assured me that
he should return in good time this evening.
1t is past 8 o'clock; the last train went by
an hour ago. If he had come by it, he must
have reached home before now. 1t is
scarcely 20 minutes walk from Wakering
station"
"would he walk?" I could not help
thinking of the lonely road that led BY the
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you learned it now! When drew up here
a minute ago and asked you to hold my
horse you refused, I am going to give you
one chance MORE" he added. 'You say
you didn't call out to me to stop. Some
one did; and am going to satisfy myself
instantly on this point. I am going to make
a search along the road. You've lantern,
1 suppose? Lend it to me-"
Still no reply; no movement on Ken
rick's part.
"Haye you q lantern or not?''
"Yes, one or two, reckon"
'Lend me one" repeated Colonel Heth-
ersett
Kenrick hesitated still, but it was only
for a moment. There was something in
Colonel Hethersett's whole attitude that
appeared to bring the man suddenly to .
better sense of the situation. He crossed
over to the hut, went IN and slammed the
door angrily behind him. The Colonel
paced slowly up and down, always within
the light of the fire, always with his look
directed toward the hut. Presently the
little round window frightened, as if re- re-
turning his glance, and moment after
ward Kenrick came out lantern in hand.
"Thank you," said the Colonel "Aud
now, Kenrick," he added, "look after the
horse"
He took the lantern and turned away;
and for the first time since this meeting be-
tween them Colonel Hethersett relaxed his
watch upon the man. He stepped across
the road, and soon caught sight of me lying
helpless by the stile. He lifted me ten
derlv in his strong arms as he would have
done a child. "Sherwin, my dear boy J
Why, how came you here?"
I can recollect seeing Kenrick leading the
horse toward the spot. 1 have dim recol-
lection OF being in the dogcart with one of
Colonel Hethersett's arms clasping me Sc
curely, and 1 have a DINNER recollection
still OF the limekiln fire suddenly going out,
as though an extinguisher had been put
upon it. remember no more.
And then there came semi-consciousness
of distracting dreams that REQUIRED thou
sand times during night that never had an
end. 1t fell dimly upon my senses that /
was lying within the limekiln fire with
heaps of redhot coal on everv side threaten
ing to consume me, and all the while Ken
rick was looking at me with stolid eyes as
he smoked his pipe and tacitly refused to
drag me out At other times the telegraph
wires at Wakering Junction were passing
through me, with the central station in my
head, which became overcrowded with mes
sages
These feverish "imaginings'' and hun
dred others at last passed away, and less
startled ones fell into their place. Once
more found myself in the heart of GER
tain wood, where stream was flowing be-
tween high banks into large river beyond
1 was lying in boat and looking down into
this stream, and face was looking up into
mine. Yet there was no blue sky-no clus-
ter of leaves, only the face; and this face
gradually took the shape Of SYPHILIS face in
my brain. But there was no look of laugh
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ter. The eyes were filled with tears, and
the checks were pallid and thin.
"Sybilp'
The sound of a sweet voice touched my
senses "Hushl I will go and tell my
father"
"No. Tell mel Am I awake or dream
ing?" lifted my heavy eyelids like one
coming out of a deep sleep and stared per-
ple1edly about me.
"He brought you here"
'Last night?"
"No. It will be three weeks tomorrow"
could not speak. A mist seemed to be
gathering between her face and mine. She
held cup to my lips I drank refreshing
draught and then sank back upon my pill
lows in dreamless sleep.
When i awoke it was night The window
curtains were closely drawn, and L neard
wind whispering in the park outside. There
was no light in the room except from the
fire. In an armchair drawn up in front OF
the hearth sat Colonel Hethersett
Knowing this mans character as did
now, his manliness and tender nature, l
felt that to express in words my sense Of
gratitude would be to lower myself in his
esteem. It had been my privilege ten years
ago to save his life. He had now saved
mine.
II seemed to me as though was walking
=
contentedly watching the changing lights
and shadows upon the walls and listening to
the red-hot cinders falling with q soft
metallic ring. And if was reminded of
the limeklin fire and the terrors it had
reused in my mind there was no sense OF
dread awakened now. For read in Colonel
Hethersett's face as he sat pondering there
AS Sibyl had doubtless read, too-that all
fear of danger might be dismissed from our
minds
Happening to pass the limekiln one night
a month or two after my recovery,
noticed strange watchman standing there.
"Where is Kenrick?" said L
sOverseer at the hall"
"On Colonel Hethersett's property"
eyes"
Twas not surprised at this news; for, ai-
though the Colonel managed everyone with
an iron will, never knew . more generous
master. And Kenrick proved an excellent
servant. So long as they lived, he and the
Colonel never exchanged another angry
word
The autumn again came round. One sui
try afternoon-an afternoon never to DO
torgotten-I was walking with Sybil In
Watering Park and by the river side.
II. It only R.nsi., sHe "ss sors: SAYING =. =
"a year to-day"
She made no reply.
"SybiI,"I went on, sT know you love
me. But tell me so here, where We first
metz"
Still gazing down into the stream, she
whispered il. Then she added: Sand
thought that afternoon, only Q year ago,
that ! should never see you again. "-CA@s-
br's Journal
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A Noble Fleet.

The four steamers of the Providence and
Stonington Steamship Company, now plying
the waters OF Long Island Sound, are we'll
described rs marvels of marine mechanism
and magnif1cence as they are unrivaled in
elegance, and present such superior and per-
feet service that it is impossible to surpass
them. The famous Connecticut and Massa-
line between New York and Providence,
and the new steel steamers Maine and New
Hampshire on the Stonington line between
New York and Stonfngton. The manage
ment of this popular steamship company
are receiving plaudits on every side for the
manner they have been conducting their
line this season. They have earned the lau-
rel for good, honest, faithful endeavors for
the comfort, convenience and safety of
passengers. That their efforts are appreci-
ated is shown by their largely increased
passenger travel during the present season.
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brings the trap to standstilL But I now
begin bitterly to repent having raised my
voice. For see the reflected light of the
limekiln fire right ahead in the night; and
I know that my shouting will have reached
Kenrick's sharp ear He will see the dog
cart; for Colonel Hethersett is stopping at
the limekiln. They will meet face to face.
have no distinct recollection of how,
either running, walking or stumbling, I
gained the highway. But I did gain it, and
in an amazingly short space of time; for as
I sank down exhausted at the stile, which
nearly faced the limekiln, saw Colonel
Hethersett pulling in rein just within the
path of light that always streamed across
the road; at the same moment I saw Ken
rick start up from the ground within reach
of the dogcart, raise his arms and straighten
his back, as if nerving himself for spring
"Hoid my horse" said the Colonel, in q
firm voice, as he flung the reins across the
animals back. "Don't stand staring there.
My name is Hethersett-"
ISIS it?" interrupted the man. 'eDo you
think don't know you?"
"I'lI not dispute it. Hold my horse"
"Do what?" said Kenrick; and, glancing
savagely about him, he selected stone the
size of his great fist, and hurled it at Col
onel Hethersett. The stone, flying within
an inch OF the Colonel's head, dropped into
the hedge below.
From the point where I had sunk down
against the stile the whole scene was visible
to me in the light of the limekiln fire. The
iron door was wide open, as 7 had seen it an
hour ago, and the heat and glare struck
upon Kenrick's threatening figure as though
stimulating his awakened passion. Colonel
Hethersett had risen from his seat in the
trap and was stepping down. From first to
last his eyes were fixed upon the man. face
No movement escaped him.
"Why did you cry out?" said the Colonel,
sternly.
"When?"
ga moment ago. You cried out STOP"
"Never!' Kenrick answered sullenly.
"No? And yet the voice came from this
quarter" said the Colonel. ''You heard it,
didn't you?"
"What if did?"
I could see both their faces distinctly
now. l could see that Kenrick was quiv-
ering with suppressed rage and fear. But
Colonel Hethersett's look was cool and
determined.
'Kenrick," said the Colonel in q quick
tone, "the time has come for settlement
between us. 1t is now 13 years All! you
have not forgotten, know that. For twice
since then you have made an attempt on
my life; in smithfeld ten years ago and
again tonight"
Kenrick made no reply; but could see
that the Col0nePs dauntless manner, his
stern voice and penetrating look, were be-
ginning to assert their influence over the
man.
"Now, listen to me. You brought upon
yourself the punishment gave you," said
the Colonel, 'by disobeying my order. If
you did not learn lesson then, 1t IL time
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and telegraph to friend in London and
await his reply-s friend who knew Colonel
Hethersett, and the most likely man to fur
nish news of him if still in town.
found the telegraph clerk busy at the
wires When had written out my mes
sage and handed it to him, expressed my
intention to wait for an answer. He looked
at me through his little square window with
half-glance OF recognition. "Won't you
step inside, sir?'' said he. 'There amt
much of fire" he added, apologetically;
''but the waiting room is locked up, and it s
cold and windy enough out there to cut
one to pieces. You'll find the door on your
right"
Tick-iick-tick. He was busy again
working at the wires.
I sat down by the fire in the telegraph
Office and tried to take more hopeful view
of the situation. began to imagine that
the answer was on its way and that the
lengthy pauses which now took place ex-
pressed a suspended power of volition-
that the telegraph clerk was too terror
stricken to complete the message on &C.
count of its tragic Specification. became
intensely excited. I watched the clerk
with feverish sense of certitude that by
studying his face I could interpret these
electric sounds. was on the point of ask
ing him to confirm or dissipate my impress
sions when he began to write, with de-
liberation that almost drove me mad, upon
telegraph form. This paper he at last
handed to me. The words ran as follows:
'.Hethersett left London in dogcart at 8.
glanced at the clock; it was on the
stroke of TO- It would take little more than
an hour for an expert driver like Colonel
Hethersett to reach Wakering Hall.
Once more started across the fields. The
way was dark, so dark that to attempt run
ming was out of the question, for there was
a deep ditch on either side OF the narrow
path. And as I walked along, tapping my
stick in front of me, like q blind man.
kept my eyes open, my ears, too, for the
dogcart along the high road. More than
once stopped to listen and to look out
ahead for the slightest glimpse Of gig-lamps
in the distance.
Stayl What light is that? And surely I
can distinguish the sound of wheels upon
the road. 1t must be the dogcart; no one
but Colonel Hethersett would drive at thai
reckless pace along country high road on
so dark night, with no light for miles, on
so dark . night, with no lights for miles,
except the ghost of one at the crossroads
on Wakering Green. Yes; can see the
lamps plainly now, and they look like great
blinking orbs flashing out and in, as the
trap spins along, passing by trees and
black screens between U.S. And there is
still broad field to cross before can
reach the highway; and before can ever
run over the ground the dogcart will have
passed the stile that leads out upon the
road.
shout in q loud, distracted voice,
NStopP have attracted his attention; he
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WITH IRON WILL.

fields to Wakering Hall. "Did not the car
riage 60 to meet him?"
''No. He was not sure by which train he
should come And he gave strict orders
and you know what that means-that the
carriage should not be sent. He has an odd
preference for walking home at night"
L was seriously alarmed, but made a
strenuous effort to hide my growing sus-
picion from her. "Have you" said I, with
out any show ofeagerness, ''any special rea-
son for being anxious"
"You know" she answered, with her eyes
now earnestly raised to mine" you know
that danger threatens him; you know that
what had happened ten wears ago-when
your skill and devotion saved his life-may
happen again. He never speaks to me of
this I dare not speak to him. But I am
convinced as if my father had spoken-that
Kenrick still overshadows his life.''
'Kenrick?" said I, unable to suppress
my surprise. "That mans name, then,
Miss Hethersett, is known to you?"
She answered in a quiet tone: 81 was at
Cawnpore, and in the house, when my father
gave way to his passion. I recollect every
detail of the affair. was 9 years old at the
time. And when three years later" she
added, f'that dreadful attempt was made on
his life, everything was plain to me. was
at school in France; and when was told
about it-and told what a mysterious affair
it was-I said nothing. 1t was no mystery
to me. knew who had struck the blow; 1
knew it as certainly as if had witnessed
the scene"
Sybi's manner was still self-possessed;
and as looked into her face 1 thought I
recognized something of her fathers un-
daunted nature reflected there.
I now rose, though still showing no sign
of haste; for would not needlessly alarm
her; though the feeling was growing strong
within me that might be losing precious
moments She now left her chair, and COM
ing quickly to my side, placed her hand
upon my arm. ''Stay a moment longer" I"
she said. ~ have something to tell YOU
something about this man." Again she
paused, expecting no reply. But it was only
momentarily. She went on in quicker
tone. "My fathers face tells me everything;
nothing escapes me, believe, that passes
through his mind. And his face now tells
me that no power can prevent meeting; it
tells me that the day is not far distant. Z"
Her look and voice expressed the confidence
she felt in every word she now spoke. 'It
is inevitable" she resumed 'T read in his
face that no one-neither you nor lean
turn my father from his purpose. Not that
he has moved a finger, during these ten
years, to find the man. BE would never do
that. But Kenrick is creeping near, with
the hopes of taking my father unawares.
Ny father knows this and is on his guard;
and in his strange, fearless style feels . Ger.
tain pleasure In the situation. I am sure,
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SUITS AGAINST RAILROADS.

G. j. Maichler Wants $4,000 for Being Put
O6a Train After He Had Paid His Fare
Tho Pleasant Valley Asked for S35, 900
Court News.
G. j. Maichler yesterday entered suit
against the Pittsburg, Cincinnati, Chicago
and St. Louis Railroad Company for $1,000
damages. He states that on August 10 he
bought round-trip ticket, good from Nc
Donald to Birmingham and return. On his
way back to Mcdonald the return coupon
was lifted by the conductor. Afterward the
conductor again demanded fare, and denied
that Maichler had given him any ticket. He
would not believe the protestations of
Maichler, and finally stopped the train and
put him off between Willow Grove and
Mcdonald. For the humiliation and ILL
treatment he received Maichler wants
1000.
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at least, that he would never step out of his
way to avoid meeting"
Her words confirmed my worst sus-
picions The encounter between these two
men must sooner or later come. could no
longer hide my impatience to take my
leave and go in search of SYPHILIS father.
Sybil moved toward the window, raised
the curtain and looked out. ga few nights
ago." she said, almost in a whisper, as
though there were fears of being overheard,
II passed this limekiln in the carriage with
my father. I saw q man standing there
with the light upon him. could not see
his face, but I read in my fathers face who
that man was"
I did not stay a minute longer now. I
told her that I would return within the
hour, if all that I proposed to do could be
done in an hours time. I went out into
the night.
1t was not unil was we'll on the road
leading to the limekiln that I thoroughly
realized how ill I was. While seated in
the drawing room at Wakering Hall SYM
pathizing with Sybil in her distress, was
less mindful of myself. But when the cold
wind swept gustily about me and beat
against my hot cheeks, I began to shiver
from head to foot, though sensible all the
time of burning fever within me.
I was approaching the imekiln fire. The
light was thrown across the road with q
the night upon which I first passed this
way. stopped for moment; I tried to
collect my thoughts; tried to put away the
swarm of odd fancies that crowded upon me
threatening to conquer my better judg-
ment If anything in nv manner or speech
should rouse Kenrick's suspicion-for I had
thoughts of confronting this man-if look
of dread escaped me, as I feared 1t might
the object I had in view might be de-
tected.
crept toward the limekiln fire, keeping
out of the path of light until the heat
scorched my face. then knelt down, and
leaning cautiously forward, looked about
me, while shading my eyes with my hand
from the intense glare. The great furnace
door stood wide open. The kiln being built
the dark background above looked darker,
with the blue transparent flames appear
ing and disappearing at the aperture or
chimney, with the grim unearthliness OF
a. witches bonfire. Down below in
the quarried space in front of the
furnace sat Kenrick. / was bending down
quite near him, SO near that by stretching
out my hand could have touched his arm.
He was smoking short clay pipe, resting
his elbows on his knees, and looking in
tently into the dull quivering glow. What
could he SEQ to gaze at SO f1edly in that
red-hot, gigantic pile of wood and coals7
There was weird, hunted look in his face
"a look that brought a new terror to nv
thoughts.
There was only one thing to be done.
Wakering station could be reached in few
minutes; there was . short cut across the
fields OF onos determined to 70 there
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KNIGHTS ON THE RIVER
They Visit Homestead and Then Sail Down
to tho Dam.

They Visit Homestead and Then Sail Down
to tho Dam.
The steamer City of Pittsburg was char
tered yesterday by the Knights of Pythias
for an excursion to entertain tina visiting
Knights After the meeting of the
Grand Lodge had adjourned the men,
bers were met by the Iroquois
Band, which escorted them to the Monon-
gahela wharf, where the steamer was
lying with everything ready to start About
1000 visiting knights embarked on the
boat on which was an orchestra and brass
band to furnish music for the occasion.
The boat first made for Homestead.
Several brothers thought it would be
policy TO doff their badges as they neared
the little town by the river for
fear the men up there might take them for