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change not only possible but satisfac-
tory; and so far GATHERINGS expectations
had been amply fulfilled.
On an upper floor of the Manor House
she was sitting at breakfast with Willie
and Fred Mowbray. The pretty parlor,
which formed part Of the suite appropri-
ated to the children and their governesS,
faced the sunrising; and the lattices were
open to the spring airs, from fell and gar
den. Flowery chintzes, lovely pictures,
and round table on which was spread
a generous and well-served meal, gave
to the room an air of charming comfort.
Catherine was beautiful and happy. The
boys were chattering merriiy Of their
lessons and their rabbit hutches, when
the door opened and Mr.. and Mrs. Now
bray entered together. Mr.. Mowbray
had been from home since GATHERINGS
arrival week previously and she glanc-
ed at him for Il moment. He was large
man, with fresh, open-air look, and he
was dressed for riding: yood-na tured
man also, for he kissed the boys aud ask
ed after their rabbits and ferrets, and
promised them each pony. Then with
his hand on his wife's shoulder, he stood
watching the two women as they talked
together In five minutes more the in
terview was over, but Catherine was left
with letter in her hand, which Mr..
Mowbray had given her. 1t was from
her father, and it was the first letter she
had ever received. She went into her
room to read it, and tears Of tenderness
came into her eyes, and she kissed the
words so full of love and wisdom. To
her they seemed to shine
Only one new thing had happened in
Market -Sorby; Lord Morpeth had been
canvassing the place for the Tory gov
ernment, and he had called on her father
to secure his vote and influence. The
minister seemed to have been much
pleased with the nobleman; he thought
him "a truly accomplished gentleman"
and said they chad talked together on
many subjects"
Lord Morpeth?" said Catherine, soft
ly. Il wonder who he may be-" And
all the day long the name haunted her,
and set itself to her dreams and fancies,
and would seem familiar, whether she
faced it or put it away.
The promise Of these early days was
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LOS ANGELES HERALD: SUNDAY MORNING JANUARY &c.
81 am Catherine Raeburn."

81 am Catherine Raeburn."
Then she smiled and stopped her head
TO the dahlias, as she passed him. And
he thought she was an angel.
He went TO his room and walked rap
idly up and down. He had received a
shock. delightful shock. Every nerve
tingled with a new-found joy.
"Catherine Catherine! Catherinew
he whispered. 80, how sweet she Isl!
How lovely! She is like sunshine. She
is like music. 1t is heaven to stand and
look at her."
Catherine was equally affected. She
fastened to the drawing room and sat
down. A sweet, soft tumult filled her
heart; involuntarily she clasped her
hands above it, and the dahlias fell to
the floor. Their scattered beauty re-
called her to duty; she had been sent to
place them in certain vases, and she
compelled herself to do so. All the time
she was wondering and specializing. Was
he going to stay at Otterby? Would she
see him again? Would she see him that
night? When the family were alone, or
customary for the boys and their gov
erness to dine with Mr.. and Mrs. Now
bray; but when there were important
visitors, or large party, they were not
included. Usually Catherine was pleas
ed to be ignored; she enjoyed the solitude
of her evenings, for when the boys were
asleep she could write long letter to
her father, or make herself a new gar
ment.
But this night she wished to be asked
downstairs. She prepared the boys for
such an event, and she considered her
own dress with some anxiety. Shortly
before the dinner hour, however many
carriages began to arrive, and she felt
that her desire was hopeless. Never had
she been so disappointed. The chill
dren's animal enjoyment of special dain-
ties irritated her; their plans and inter-
ests, for the first time, were tiresome
She was glad when they said Good
night" and she could sit quiet and recall
that most delicious interview. Nothing
of it had escaped her. Morpeth's mo-
mentary look of amazement and admira-
ton; his love-darting glance; his eager
voice; his manner so eloquent with an
uncomfortable impulse! oh, there was
so much said in that short passage on the
stairway. No stranger had ever before
been in moment so familiar with her,
and to her. Was he stranger?
At this question a look of intense in
quiry came into her face. She drew her
brows together, and sent Memory back,
and back, through all her childhood.
Shadows Of pain and doubt followed the
effort. She rose and went to the window
and looked into the garden, flooded with
moonshine. SIT is the same scene," she
whispered, in soft, awe-strck voice.
"and he is the lover that have dreamed
about ever since was a little girl. Yon-
der is the twin-tree, and the hazel maze,
and the sun dial. have seen this place
in my dreams many time, and he was
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/, always there. Now that he has come.
remember the place. 1t is my fate. He
will love me. I already love him. And
if l had only stayed at home, 1 should
have met him months ago. / have spent
all the spring and summer here. teaching
for little money, and / have missed lust
so much of my life and love-"
The moonlight faded, the company
left, the fire died down, and then with
soul on tiptoe, she went to sleep. In the
morning. the first words Willie said
were: "Papa and Lord Morpeth have
gone shooting;" and they We're like cold
water thrown on the whole day. But
it's routine had to be gone through. and
part of it was an afternoon walk in the
park. Here there was a great tree with
q rustic seat round it, and she sat there
while the boys made traps and traced
a mole's winding way. At sunset she
rose and called them, and at the same
moment Mr.. Mowbray and Lord Nor
peth appeared. Freddie took his fathers
hand, and Lord Morpeth walked with
Willie and Catherine. AS he came to
her side, wondrous beauty flashed
into her face. If he had not already felt
her charm he must have caught love
from her there and then. For love ra-
dated from her glowing cheeks, her
starry eyes, her soft speech, her laugh
like music, her little movements and
expressions of unspeakable grace and
living emotions. And he knew that he
alone called forth all this lovliness. AS
bee sips honey he drank it in. He was
intoxicated with it. He caught her
glances half way. He caught her speech
on his smiles. The sway Of her clothing
made him languid with delicious feel
ing; the touch of her hand thrilled him
like a new sense.
They were under the same roof, and
for two hearts so enthralled, love found
many sweet opportunities. That they
were stolen ones, made them all the
sweeter. Love enjoys the idea of contra
dictions. Love does not really want it's
course to run smooth. Catherine felt
sure Mrs. Mowbray was vexed if Lord
Morpeth paid her any attention. If
he sat by her side, or took her for a
walk, or made an excuse to 60 with
Willie to the schoolroom, she took care
to interfere. Morpeth complained that
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habit of sitting to famous
portrait painters in New York
and then forgetting to pay
their bills. Some of the artists have
despaired of ever getting their money,
and have been told that the fame and
prestige they acquired through their
sitters should be ample compensation.
These remarks are attributed to two
men, one of whom has held very high
office indeed. and another of whom as
pires to it. So the artists have held a
meeting and solemnly vowed to charge
eminent men Il good round fee in ad-
vance before beginning to paint them.
The grievance of the knights of the
brush is shared by many in New York
hotel proprietors and tradesmen. Ce-
lebrities who visit New York are no.
toriously slow in paying their bills.
Members Of the United States
Senate are specially remiss in
this respect. The consequence is
tendency to fight shy of
celebrities, for they have achieved a
very bad name in the Metropolis. They
cannot be very well dunned, and
to sue them brings down the
condemnation of all other "slow
pay" celebrities. The great men are
setting bad example.
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person will not be twenty until next
year, but he wants an American wife
and he wants her rich. We shall have
the duke among us next summer. The
competition to bag" him will be in
tense, but only our richest plutocrats
need enter the race. His mother. it will
be remembered, was Miss Yznaga, of
New York, and his full name is Will
liam Angus Droge Montagu. There
seems to be no doubt that he will en-
gage himself to an American heiress
before returning to England, and New
York society is on the qui vive. The
liveliest terror is expressed that he may
escape to Chicago and be "bagged" by
an heiress there. The duke resembles
his mother greatly. That lady intro
duced the japanese craze into New
York, and the famous Japanese picture
of herself which she presented to the
then Mrs. w. X. Vanderbilt still adorns
the Vanderbilt gallery. She always op-
posed her sons American friendships.
and would never let the duke come over
here. He is by no means rich, and his
bride must be worth $3,000,0OO, at
least, in order to get him. Were it not
for US, the British dukes would have to
go to the aims house.
DAVID WECHSLER. |
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not belied by the future. 1t was the
time of cherry blossoms when Catherine
first came to Otterby, and many pleas
ant week had passed since that time,
giving no tremor or hint of the stormy
life beyond. She lived with the two lit
tie lads. They studied, and they wan
dered in the woods and by the trout
streams, where the clouds cast shadows
and the willows dipped. On wet days
they read, and Catherine joyed in the
story book; as much as any child, for
she had never read any romance, and
the wonder tales that filled the boys
library opened new world to her. In
July and August they almost lived out of
doors; they We're in the hayfields and the
wheattields, and as happy as the days
were long, for no one interfered with
their JOY. Mr. and Mrs. Mowbray were
at races and regattas,-or they were off
to Switzerland for month, or else on
board some great mans yacht, among
the North Sea Islands.
With September, however, there was a
change, for the shooting at Otterby was
famous. and many guests were coming.
Rooms shut up all summer were opened,
and dressed for company. An air Of eX-
pectancy filled the house, and Catherine
could not help catching the excitement.
One afternoon she was going down.
stairs with message for Mrs. Mowbray,
Her arms were filled with dahlias, and
she stepped carefully, but with an easy
grace that was delightful to look at.
Now, little way from the foot Of the
stairs there was broad landing, and as
she reached it, young man, who was
running upstairs, reached it also. They
both stood still. Their eyes met. Cath
crimes heart trembled within her. The
stranger started; he was astonished at
her beauty, and for a moment was
speechless. Something had happened to
both Of them. In another Catherine
went forward, and he cried In an eager
voice:
pardon! Stay! Have we met before
l am Almund Morpeth. Will you tell
me your nameT'
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Icopyright1so6, by Bachellci, johnson Bacheller)
PART I.


Not many years ago the Rev. John
Raeburn was the Independent minis
ter of Market-Sorby. He was man Of
unaffected piety and of great scholar
ship in certain directions; but fortune
had served him with a niggard hand.
For the congregation of Olivet Chapel
was neither a rich nor n generous one,
and Poverty had always been the fa-
miliar of the pious, studious, patient
minster--that respectable poverty
which hides itself beneath a garment
and bears it's sufferings without q mur-
mur. His wife had found in death a
refuge from her i'll fate ten years be-
fore my story begins; and his only son,
after much contradictions folly and dis
obedience had disappeared in the vague
home of fortune seekers-the Far West.
Only his daughter Catherine remained
to him, and she was beginning to re-
alize their unhappy condition.
For Catherine Raeburn was beauty,
and a beauty without advantages of
any kind is like queen without a
kingdom. 1t was not alone that her
face was nodded to perfection, her eyes
divinely soft and bright, her complexion
of the loveliest tints of youth and health !;
that her nut brown hair was a crown
to her, and that the exquisite undula-
tions of her fine form made in her every
movement silent music-these things
were only fieshly charms.and Catherine
Raeburn possessed far nobler ones. She
had a soul like q rose without a thorn
nature pure and childlike; a frankness
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the Venezuelan affair." That is, he seems
able to do nothing to create pro-Britlsh
sentiment in the United States. 1t Is
very odd, according to European diplo-
mats, that Sir Julian does nothing to
make his country popular in America.
Our own Bayard is always saying sweet
things to the English and keeping them
in n good humor But when diplomat
ic tangle arises, loi all America jumps
on John Bull The Spectator of London
has been pitching into Sir Julian as the
'stewed cat of diplomacy mewing weak
ly at the moon," with no voice that his
American cousins will hear. According
ly it is proposed to replace him by bril-
liant member of the British diplomatic
establishment man who can talk like
Chauncey NJ. Depew and be generally
effective. Sir Julian is no talker, and
he has not succeeded in doing anything
in particular except negotiate one or two
advanta geous treaties. He is no society
man. either; he is in short, blank. Much
interest is expressed in the personality
of the man who replaces him. Sir Juli-
an. however, does not want to go and
will do his best to remain. But he will
have to spruce up bit.
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his position was still harder His uncle
had chosen wife for him and he was
determined to marry no one but Cath
crime. They made much of such hind
RANGES to their meeting as really exist
ed; they were quite disposed to imagine
others that did not exist. They believed
themselves to be more in love than any
human creatures had ever before been.
They took a certain joy in concluding
that not only humanity, but destiny
was disposed to cross their happiness.
Morpeth did this consciously. for it put
Catherine more and more under his in
fuence; Catherine was sincere in her
self-deception: she knew nothing of life.
and was at this time as incapable Of
wisely guiding herself as she would
have been of plotting a ship across the
Atlantic.
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THE OPEN FIREPLACE IN THH
SOUTH.

The open fireplace has been particu-
claimed about six victims In Virginia.
The death Of Miss Florence Booker. at
Lynchburg, day two ago Is ex-
tremely sad. She was very lovely
and charming young lady. While sit.
ting in front Of an open fireplace her
dress caught fire, from coal that drop
ped from the CRATE, and she was burned
in terrible manner. The open flreplaca
is constant menace, and there ia
nothing to be said in it's praise. II
does not throw out as much heat as =
stove, nor is it half SO clean or ornas
notwithstanding Sva.l Indsx-Ap-
peal --4----- -. a =, - :
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son. Catherine was left with plenary
powers in her own department, and she
was happy in the prospect of a few
weeks of quiet independence. Every
morning brought her a long passionate
letter from her lover, and all her leis-
ure was spent in answering these let
ters, and in tender, langurous dreaming
of the man who had taken possession
not only Of her feelings but of her mag
ination.
About the beginning of February
there was tone of trouble in Almund's
correspondence. His uncle was Sc
riously ill. He feared he would have
to go to the south of France with him.
lie had heard also that the Mowbrays
would bring back with them many
guests, and a certain Captain Forres-
ter was to be one of them, and he was
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to prove their falsity. Before the Bel
monts went abroad, the brothers dined
with her en- famille. 1t is very important
to the Belmonts to have no discussion
in the family at the present time, be-
cause Perry Belmont is anxious to make
the run for governor of New York and
he will need all the influence he can mus
ter. Perry Belmont presented to his
sister-in-law the famous medallion of the
Dey of Algiers given to his immortal
grandfather by that potentate himself.
August has placed his racing stable at
the couples disposal. and they will often
be at his stud when the European tour
is over. While abroad the Belmonts will
be for n time the guests of Ambassador
Bayard. 1t was a peculiar piece of gau-
cherie. however. TO announce that Mrs.
Belmont. as mother of the Duchess of
Marlborough. will be presented to Queen
Victoria. Under no circumstances can
divorced women be presented to Her
Majesty. 1t is announced that the Fifth
avenue palace, to be built by o. H. +.
Belmont. will cost fully million dollars.
This fact shows how greatly his wealth
has increased during the past ten years.
pAUNCEFOTE IN TROUBLE,
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DELINQUENT CELEBRITIES.

L II G great
portrait paint
erS of New
Y o r k have
found it neces-
sary to enter
into an agree
menit that re-
fleets very Sc
riously upon
some celebri-
ties of nation
al eminence in
this country.
1t seems that
not a few great
men have n
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ANOTHER DUKE.

New York So
ciety is prepar-
ing to receive
another duke,
soon to arrive
among us with
an object SINH
lar to that of
his aristocratic
brother of
NJ a + thorough.
This new ariS-
tOcfaL is none
other than the
young and sim
gle duke Of
NJ a n C hester.
rb;c -o-%l f,,u
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The e L e a t
financiers Of
Wall street
have got hold
of a piece Of
informa t i on
concerning Sir
Julian Paunce-
fote, the Bril-
tish ambassa-
dor, that is inn-
portant, If true.
1t seems that
he has given
dissatisfaction
to the British
foreign office
in q way that
was made con-
.:.,1,,c Iyvr;pp
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The GOSSIP OF GOTHAM.
The Belmonts and Their New Sister,
in-Law.
NEW DUKE COMES TO WED.
Celebrities Who Will Not Pay Their
Bills.

No nisunder-
standing could
be greater than
the one prevail
ing to the effect
that the Bel
monts are in
censed at their
kinsnan for
having married
the lady who
was Mrs. Van
derbilt. The
Belmont broth
ers are so an
noyed by the
circulation of
these stories
they go out
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WHY SHE WAS MAD.

Mother (suspiciously)-'What makes
your lips so red? Has that young
man."
Sweet Girl-"No, he hasn't. If my
lips are red, it's because I've been bit
ing them. 1 was mad"
Mad because he tried to kiss your"
mo. Because he didn't"-Waverley
Magazine.
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The small boy dotes on apples green;
No pain his passion brings.
And yet 'twould mean for you and me
A halo and some wings.
-Washington Star.
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TO CURE A COLD IN ONE DAY.

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An Historic Ring.

Mr.. Jim Rigby, proprietor of the
Veramendi saloon, on Soledad
street, has curious relic of former
days in Texas in the shape Of an
old copper finger ring, with curl
Gus ruby or imitation ruby setting.
The ring is roughly chased and
looks like it was MADE in some
MeXIca silversmith's shop on an
imperative order, probably for
an engagement ring for some Texas
hero, or Mexican swain. The ring
was dug up from a depth Of about
three feet by workmen who were
excavating for q drain yesterday.
The Veramendi building was
formerly the palace OF the govern
or Of the province OF Texas, and 1t
was also the scene of a very hot
battle between Texas and Mexican
troops in the old provincial days.
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Beggars Numerous,

Although the police have been
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peals and quick sallies."-BOston
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DR.. r. c. Flowers lecture in
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noon, for real elOquence, beauty
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keen sarcasm, irresistible wit. in
grace of person and ease of de-
livery, was the finest platform
effort ever made in this city. The
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Wants His Dinner.

Although Herman Frssch won a
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tion he has not yet issued invita-.
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spotted, and is becoming very
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