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was the rather commonplace reply,
I'VE will investigate and see"
Well. they both approached, opent d
the cover of my case, and Inez reached
in for me. Much 10 her surprise l
seemed caught in corner of the box,
and she had to pull gently to loose
inc. Little did she think, my brown
eyed darling, that clung on purpose.
The ease was old, one that had de-
sccudcd in the family with the, and as
she pulled the bottom came up with
me and revealed to her astonishcd gaze
cavity packed with papers, ycllowed
with age. some covered with writing.
Oscar vas quick To pounce upon them.
And what do YOU think they were?
bonds, dear reader, bonds; together
with Bank of England notes and other
documents representing solid values.
They were counted up and amounted TO
nearly $4,000. With them was IL docu-
mcnt, written 10y the grrat-grandfather
of lncz, willing all these to his only
daughter. the grdndmoI her who had
lived and died in poverty before these
things came to view. They belonged to
Incl, of course, aud made her quite an
hcircss. You should have seer the hap
pincss in those two young peoples
eyes. What do you know of joy WIN
never plInSrd suddenly out of tine
a.com of poverty into the light Of what
laS by comparison uumcasured
wealth? Heaven that evening had
dingy walls aud bare floors. and Just
/ two angels inhabited it as monarchs
/ of all they surveyed. And the golden
harps" mad been transmitted into al
| tique violins. liut assure you golden
harps never made happier music.
All this happened two years ago or
! more. The poor lover became Prof.
| Oscar liammersten, and year ago
lucz became his wife. They were mar
RED on New Years eve. and happi-
ness rcigned supreme. Better still. il
was made SO warmly welcome that
il has remained with them to this day.
| At that wedding there was sweet mu-
Sic in abundance. and was chief mu-
J sician among the violins. laughed and
| the world laughed with me. as IL is
prone TO do with the prosperous and
! Independent. Aud mingiing with the
/ New Years chimes which, from many
a tall steeple, rang out the old ard in
/ the new, was the angelic voice of my
mistress made vibrant and vital with
unspeakablc joy. Unspeakable in mere
words, of course, but capable of inter
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CHAPTER IN.-CoNTINUED.
Nevertheless me dreaded 10 hear him
tpeak again of her. And the fear was
realized in a question.
Docs she know YOU are here?'
"Nho?" said Brant, curtly.
"Your wife. That isl reckon she's
your wife still, ch?'
Il do not know that she knows" re-
turned Brant quietly. lie had regained
his self-composure.
''Susy-Mrs. Senator Boompointer.
that is"-he seemed TO feel certain
dignity in his late wife's new title.
ALLOWED that she'd gone abroad on n
secret mission from the southern con-
federacy to them crowned heads over
there. She was good at ropin' men in.
you know. Anyhow, Susy-afore she
was Mrs. .Boompointer-wasd dead set on
fiEdin' out where she was-but never
could. She seemed TO drop out of sight
a year ago. Some said one thing and
some said another. But you can bet
your bottom dollar that Mrs. Senator
noompointer,who knows how to pull all
Wv ANs III haShiAtr tous WIZ hhoN u
arsD0c does"
llg' is Mrs. Boompointer really dis
l. .at,a and soSthern sympathizer'
ssil Brant, ''or is il only caprice or
fasr.on While speaking he had risen
with a half distracted face and had
gone to the window, where lie stood in
a lettering attitude. Presently he
opened the window and stepped out
side. Hooker wonderingly followed
him. One or two officers had already
stepped out of their rooms. and were
standing upon the veranda, another
had halted an the path. Then one quick
ly reenterriIne house, Teappeared with
HIS cap and sword in his hand and ran
lightly toward the guard house. A
slight cracking noise seemed 10 come
from beyond the garden wall.
What's up?" said Hooker. with stcr-
ing eyes.
picket firing"
The cracking suddenly became n long
rattle. Brant reentered the room, aud
picked mp his hat.
You'll excuse me for a few mo-
ments?"
A hollow sound shook the house
What's that?" gasped Hooker.
Cannon"
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CHAPTER Y.

1nancthcr instant bugles were ringing
through the camp. with the hurrying
mass of uounted officers and the tramp
ing OF forming men. The house itself
was almost deserted. Although that
single cannon shot had been created to
prove that it was not mere skirmishing
Of pickets. Brant still did not believe in
any serious attack of the enemy. His
position, as in the previous engagement,
had no strategic Importance to them.
They were no doubt only making feint
against his position to conceal some adj
vance upon the center of the army a
mic or two away. Satisfied that he was
in easy supporting distance of the di-
vision commander, he extended his lines
along the ridge ready to fall back in
that direction while retarding the ad-
vance and masking the movements of
his CHEF. He gave few orders neces-
sary 20 the probable Abandonment Of
she house, and then returned to il. Shot
and shell were already dropping in the
field below. \ thin ridge of blue haze
shcathed TIE line of skirInish fire. A
small conical white cloud, like burst
ing cotton pod. revealed an opened ba:-
i.ry in the willow-friDged meadow. Yet
the pastoral peaccfnlness of the house
was unchanged. The afternoon sun lay
softly on its deep rerandas; the pot
pourri incense of fallen rose leaves
haunted it still
lie entered his room through the
Trench window ia the veranda, when
the door leading from the passage was
suddenly flung open, and Miss Faulk-
ner swept quickly inside, closed the
door behind her and leaned back heav-
lily against it-panting and breathless.
Clarence was startled, and for a mo-
mcnt shalned. He suddenly realized
that in the excitement he had entirely
forgotten her and the dangers to which
she might be exposed. She had prob
ably heard the firing, her womanly
fears had been awakened; she had come
10 him for protection. But as he turned
toward her with a reassuring smile, he
was shocked TO see that her agitation
and paiior were far beyond any physic-
ai fear. She motioned him desperately
20 shut the window by which he had
entered. and said with white lips:
Il must speak with you alone!"
Certainly. But there is no immedi-
ate danger to you even here-and / can
soon put you beyond the reach of any
possible harm"
''IIarm me. God! If it were only
that"
he stared at her uneasily.
Listen" she said. gasping. "listen
10 me! Then hate, despise me-kill me
IL you will. For you are betrayed and
ruined-cut of and surrounded 1t has
been helped on by me, but swear 10
You the blow did not come from my
-Handl would have saved you. God
knows how it happeEed-it was fate!"
In an instant Brant saw its truth in
stinctirely and clearly. But with the
revelation came that wonderful calm
ness and perfect self-possession which
never yet had failed him in any emer-
gercy. With the soand of the increas-
the egunouade and its shifting position
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CHAPTER VI.

Vet all along that fateful ridge, now
nlscured and confused with thin cross
ing smoke drifts from file firing, like
partly rubbed out slate pencil marks,
or else, when cleared of those drifts,
penetrating only an indistinguishable
map of zig-zag lines of struggling wag-
ons and horses, unintelligible to any
eye but his, the singular magnetism OF
the chief was sfelteverywhere. Whether
il was shown in the quick closing in OF
resistance TO some sharper onset of the
action under fire, his power was al
ways dominant. A word or two of
comprehensive direction, sent through
an aid-de-camp, or the sudden relief OF
his dark, watchful, composed face, up
lifted above line of bayonets, never
failed in their magic. Like all born
leaders, he seemed, in these emergen.
cies, TO hold charmed life, injecting his
followers with like disbelief in death
Men dropped to right and left of him
with serene assurance in their CHASTITY
faces or q cry of life and confidence In
their last gasp. Stragglers fell in and
closed up under his passing glance; y
hopeless ineNtricable wrangle around IN
overturned caisson, at a turn of the
road, resolved itself into an orderly,
quiet. deliberate clearing away of the
inpediment, before the significant wait
ing of that dark. silent horseman.
Yet under this imperturbable mask
he was keenly conscious of everything;
in that apparent concentration there
was sharpening of all his senses and
his impressibility; he saw the first
trace of doubt or alarm in the face of
a subaltern to whom he was giving an
order; the first touch of sluggishness
in n reforming line; the more sig
nificant clumsiness of living evolution
that he knew was clogged by the dcaG
bodies of comrades; the ominous 81
lence of breastwork; the awful merits
of some rigidly kneeling files beyond.
which still kept their form but never
would move again; the melting away
of skirmish points; the sudden gaps
here and there; the sickening incurv-
ing of what a moment before had beer.
straight line-all these he saw ir
all their fatal significance. But eveE
at this moment, coming upon a hasty
barricade of overset commissary wag-
ons, he stopped to glance at a familiar
figure he had seen but an hour ago,
who now seemed to be commanding
a group of collected stragglers and
camp followers. Mounted on a wheel
with a revolver in each hand and
bowie knife between his teeth-the-
atrical even in this paroxysm of ur-
doubted courage-glared Jim Hooker.
And Clarence Brant, with the whole RI.
sponsibility of the field on his Shout
ders, even at that desperate moment,
found himself recalling a vivid picture
of the actor Hooker personating ths
character of Red Dick" in "Rosalis,
the Prairie Flower" as he had seen
him in a California theater five years
before!
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here. His strength, his position Was IL.
scent TO the enemy-there was nothing
TO gain from him. She must have been.
like the trembling, eager woman before
him, a mere tool of others.
did this woman live here? 2" he said.
NO" she said. "She lived with the
Manlys, hut had friends whom she
visited at your generals headquarters" +"
With difficulty Brant suppressed a
start. II was clear TO him now. The
information had been obtained at the
division headquarters and passed
through his camp as being nearest the
confederate lines. But what was the
information, and what movement had
he precipitated? 1t was clear that this
woman did not know. He looked at
her keenly. 4 sudden explosion shook
the house, a drift of smoke passed the
window-a shell had burst in the gar
den.
She had been gazing at him despair
ingly, wistfully, but she did not blanch
or start.
An idea too possession of him. He
approached her and took her cold hand.
A half smile parted her pale lips.
"You have courage-you have deyo-
tion," he said, gravely. u believe you
regret the step you have taken. Ifyou
could undo what you have done, even at
peril TO yourself, dare You do it?"
"Yes," she said, breathlessly.
"You are known TO the enemy. II I
am surrounded you could pass through
the confederate lines unquestioned."
YES" she said, eagerly.
"a note from me would pass you
again through the pickets of our head
quarters. But you would bear a note
TO the general that no eyes but his must
see. 1t would not implicate you or
yours-itwould be only word of warn
ing"
"And you," she said, quickly, "would
lie saved! They would come to your
assistance! You would not then be
taken?"
lie smiled gently. "Perhaps-who
knows?"
He sat down and wrote hurriedly.
"This," he said, handing her a slip of
paper, ''is a pass. You will use il be-
yond your own lines. This note" he
continued, handing her a sealed envel-
cpe, 'is for the general. No one else
must see it, or know of it-not even
your lover-should you meet him!"
MY lover!" she said, Indignantly,
with a Hash of her old savagery, "what
do you mean? have no lover!"
Brant glanced at her flushed face.
IL thought" he said, quietly, that
there was some one you cared for in
yonder lines-some one you wrote to;
it would have been an excuse"
lie stopped as her face paled again,
and her hands dropped heavily at her
side. Good God! you thought that,
too. You thought that | would sacri-
fee you for another ,nan?"
pardon me-" said Brant, quickly,
II was foolish. But whether your
lover is n man or a cause, you have
shown n woman's devotion. And in re-
pairing your fault you are showing
more than a woman's courage now"
To his surprise the color had again
mounted TO her pretty cheeks, and even
fash of mischief shone in her blue
eyes. ut would have been an excuse
---ycs--to save n man, surely. Well, I
will go. am ready"
'one moment" he said, grasely. al
though this pass and an escort insures
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UNpRESS PARADE,


or dress parsde" YOU all have heard,
And. doubtless, you have seen
The trampling lines Of solid blue
Wheel grandly on the green
But I've an army which, I'm sure,
Though you look far and near.
Though you hunt north, south. east ami
west.
Has not TODAY a peer
And every night. AT eiCht O'Clock.
Its line of march is made,
And the noise Of drums tells me Il comes
To give Undress Parade"
A prouder general than
Ne'er issued a command.
A proudcr army than my own
Exists not in the land.
Two drummers always lead the way.
Then come the rank and illc.'
With heads erect, and faces front.
They march. then halt. the while
make inspection of them all,
or uniforms and guns;
Ana then call: Attention ALL
Now, march, Ey twos' by ones"
Al last. when I am satisfied
That everything is right.
That curls are brushed. and faces clean.
And uniforms ale white.
] cry out: Company. break ranks
The sound each one alarms:
For straIehtway. on the double quick"
They run into my arms.
The drums are dropped, and muskets, too
Each hides his curly head.
And hugs me tight. and says: Good
night""
Then scampers OF TO bed.
Francis " illisms. in y. \. Independent.
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y Il a. And ha,eyou brougr
us golden gifts
Beneath Vour shining wing?
q. viii your skies hr always fair.
N"ur Sra~uus always gay.
WITH NOT - single cloud To mar
The brightness ot the day?
and VIII yen tell the sprinGtime
li,r fu,uTS We bcspcak.
when NJ In sylvan rladcs and Glcns
Tier earliest trophies seek?
VIII March forlCar Ia ilout VA
with clustering iihcs aud iccrs.
And April show her sunricst smiles
In place Of frowus and tears?
WIN summer hrinr her roses
To deck the Woodland bowers.
With not a single cruel thorn
Concealed among her ilowcrs7
and viii she cuyly IiuCrr
When harvest songs 80 round.
7ill all the cleaning swaths are cut
Aud golden shtaNcs are bound2
O. tell us. happy New Year.
VIII all our friends hc true.
And will each cup u',Ttiuw with Joy
UnmiNrd with taste OF rue?
VII every heart Ice joyful.
And every eye he bright.
NiIh not a single tear To dim
The lusier Of their siEht7
"Ah. no." the New Year answered,
such gifts ! promise not.
For Joy and sorrow mingled
Must be each mortals lot
But IL you heed them rightly
LIES clouds and thorns and tears
Then not a single vain regret
WIN mar your future years.
Helen ". CLARK, I'm y \. Ledger.
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Scores of Times.

They We're talking about the various
methods of celebrating the passing of
the old year and the coming of the
new.
Did you ever dance the old year out
and the new year IMP he asked.
"Yes. indeed, scores of times" was
the reply. And then she was sorry shs
spoke.--London Tit-Bits.
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Miss Frances Power Cobbe was the
first woman to do regular office work
on the editorial staff of Il London daily.
When the Echo was started she at
tended every other day to write leaders
and notes, generally on social sUbjects
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Iro BE ccSTISUEp.l
How They Love One Another.

Miss Oldun (playfully)-I'm muci
older than you think ! am.
Miss Caustique-I doubt it.-Amus-
ing Journal.
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WnH ganism lays them liable to
a thousand exquisite tortures which q
coarsor nature can never experience or
comprehend
The least arrangement or disorder of the
delicate special organism of their ser over
whelms the whole physical and mental be-
ing with weakness and wretchedness
But IL IS a mistake to suffer these troubles
in silence. They may be cured in the per-
feet privacy of home, without the repugnant
ordeal of examinations and local treat
nent, " which the family doctor is sure to
insist upon.
No physician in the world has had wider
oz more successful experience in the treat
ment of woman's diseases than Dr. r v.
Pierce, chief consulting physician to the
Invalids' Hotel and Surgical Institute, of
Buffalo, ". Y. His Favorite Prescription "
IS a positive cure for the most obstinate and
complicated N;ninine difficulties.
1t is the only medicine of its kind pre-
pared by an educated, skilled physician, =
Mr.. ]. r. Sneed Of Omen, Texas writes Ny
wife was badly afflicted with female weakness.
We tried three OF the best physicians in the
country without benefit but at great expense.
MY wife grew worse and we gave up in de-
spair. She could not get in End out Of doors
long at a time corriasasSof Of dragging down
pains in abdomen Nothing but untimely
death seemed awaiting her, when - happy
thought the name Of DR.. Pierce came to my
mind wrote to DR.. Pierce received his advice,
followed it, my wife improved pcrceptiby from
the first two weeks treatment continued the
treatment six months. and pronounced the
oompktc, at a cost of less than months treat
ment by the last physician We employed before
consulting DR.. Pierce. She used Or. Pierce's Fa-
vorite Prescription and the lotions recommended
by him. II has been two years since, md the
good effect IS permanent"
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A Padlocked Heart.

How many
" ON en- lock
their troubles
and sufenngs
in their own
hearts and 81
lently endure
N j 5 cry and
pain W hich
would cause
strong men to
cry out in
agony.
The suffer-
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PERn,fs NOR, good .r.ght be accom-
plisheu nv riugius i curfew for grown
people.-N. j fIess.
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We say that the good die yonng. As IA
matter Of fact il is the young that DIE good.
Boston Transcript.
Owingsville outlook., 1896-12-31

DELL. gnawing pain-neuralgia- Prompt,
sooth ng cure--St. Jacobs Oil.
Owingsville outlook., 1896-12-31

DoUpLED up and bent with pain-Lumbar
go. Use st. Jacobs Oil and straighten up.
A FOUND ov perswashun Is better than a
ton ov compulshun Truth.
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o
1oLp2BYrHEV Violin
e,G 5Za5E@ YsAR;s $685..

AN one of the an
clients. an antique
of sober hue and
homely n p pea +.
ance. Shnpcll
enough, for was
not formed bN
| Amati, the master
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ings OF women are more
than half unknown and un-
appreciated. The refined
sensitiveness of their or
---..--- -. IT, N.-Lr-
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CHAPTER IN.-CoNTINUED.
Nevertheless me dreaded 20 hear him
tpeak again of her. And the fear was
realized in question.
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PARTITIONS.

Teaeher-"How old are you, Willie?"
WILHELM 5 at home, at school, and
A in the cars. "-Washington Times.
In Philadelphia.-Her F'riend-"And
when are you to be married." She
''In three years. Charles, you know, is
so impatient.'-Pu
Paw" said Tommy Tucker, Jam |
descended from the monkey 2" mot on
my side of the house, replied Mr..
Bits
Mamma" Johnny, / fear you We're
not at school yesterday" Johnny
HIN. I'll bet the teacher told you.
A woman never can keep a secret
Boston Transcript
Bacon-"In Venezuela they have trees
which look exactly like umbrellas. y
Egbert-'I should think, they'd be
afraid to leave them out all night
hen."-Yonkers Statesman.
mo, darling" said a mother to a
sick child, "the doctor says I mustn't
read to you" Then, mamma" begged
the little one, won't you please read
W youIoeil oul louu - l. I'LL DIS.
During the -Bobbie-"Papa
do green apples always give a boy a
pain?" Bingo-"I believe so. Why"
II was wondering If this was going to
be an exception to the rule"--Brooklyn
Life.
Needy Poet-"Can you use poem on
the bicycle?"
Editor-"Not unless it is strapped to
the handle bars. Much as can do to
use my feet and hands. Boston Tran
script.
I've got a great mind" said the
young man, ito go West and grow UP
with the country" But you don't
know anything about agriculture" 81
know that But there are one or two
sections where there seems to be sc
many politicians that I believe an en-
ergetic man could come pretty near
getting a monopoly of the farming
Washington Star.
you want as much for this Their
mometer," said the woman who had ar
rived before the store opened so as tc
be the first at the bargain counter, "as
you did for those you showed me last
August" "Of course" the salesman
answered. cts the same thermomet-
er." mo it isn't. There ought to be q
reduction in the price Those others
had nearly twice as much mercury In
them as these have. "-Washingtor
Star
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Where have the people been whose duty
and privilege 1t is to preserve the sa-
cred grass of the Green from desecra-
ton? Why have they slept while the
tare as that music coop? Why have
they not groaned and protested and
kicked? Why have not Clown Born"
"Veritas," PRO Bono Publico" and
zone Who Knows" written to the Jour
nal and Courier about the matter?
Does the appearance of the band stand
and Bryan on the Green mark the end
of the Green age? If it does not we
warn those whose business it is to take
care of the Green to begin to do it. If
they don't there will be more things
than Bryan and the band stand on it.
for it stands to reason that if that band
stand can stay there little else can be
fairly or consistently kept off. Why
unless something is done there may
vet be a canopy at the corner of the
Green to protect thousands of people
daily and nightly Just as the music
coop in the middle of the Green pro-
tects twenty-five or SO for several
nights in the summer.
There ought to be meeting or some
thing about the music coop. If there
isn't somebody who goes across the
Green late at night may become aware
Of a weird meeting in the coop held by
ghosts who have been moved to come
out of the Center church crypt by what
has happened to their cow-pasture. 1t
will be simple poetic justice if the
man who sees that fearsome meeting
happens to be the designer of the coop,
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A TALK ABOUT TREES

When the world learns to go to the
chambers of the earth for knowledge,
and conforms to the demands of natu-
raj law, we shall know that philoso-
piers greater than Socrates have come
to abide with US. Instead of envying
the gorgeous millionaire, the farmer
can sit down beneath his trees and
comfort himself with the thought that
at the doors of death he can claim as
much as his Weather brother The
most scrupulous honor and unfaging
industry will give a man nothing bet
ter than peace. He will never feel the
ignoble envying, the gnawing of dis
content at his heart for the magnifi-
cence of the rich, for all men are kings
who own fifty acres of land and under
stand eultivating them according to
natural law.
The rich are not always happy
They are sometimes made miserable
when awakened from their beautiful
dreams of riches by their actual pos
session they find themselves Olsen
chant i at the first hour they expe-