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pensittes one knew absolutely nothing2
MOI Ne Would not hear 10 ~ To the
Founding Asylum, at Mayfeld, the lit
tic waif must 90.
Towards evening Of the last day OF,
her probation, Abigail Drew began to
gather together certain little treasures
OF her own--helriooms. Her mothers
Bible, the laces. left her by Aunt Judith;
an old fashioned! watch and chain; six
silver spoons. worn thin as paper-these.
and d few other things, abe wrapped Ina
bundlesandl then, taking baby and bum
dle2in her arms, she went out, closing
the kitchen door revercntly and softly
behind her Down the road. throughsthe
hnae tofSthe lat eafternoon, she walked,
as otie In q dream, 1cnying behind her
all that she had ever known and loved
hitherto,
From the distant meadow came the
sound OF milestone on Bcythe-blade-
whatla clear, CHEEKY ring! How could
Nathan beat such music, with banish-'
mentl for the babe-for both OF them,
did he but know it!-ln his heart?
beyond the bridge. Abigail turned into
the woods. and followed the stream
westward: for the road ran too near the
meadow where Nathan and his men
were haylng. The child fell 10 crying,
but she nestled It and kept on. Just
before sunset she. came out Of the woods
upon aDotheraroad. and followed Il
southwark. The summer dusk began to
deepen. yet she met no traveller and
passed no house. Whatla lonely coun-
try II was, that New Hampshire noun.
tain! valley! The great hills looked
down over the woods like stern.faced
giants. The night air smelled of
swarnps, and tpinys glens, and deep
buried solltudes, The voices We're all
thosN OF wild creatures. mysterious and
hidden, How the weary. heart.sick wo-
man lqnged for the sight of a roof, a
chimney. an open door--especially for
the face Of one OF her own sex. Only
the heart OF a woman understands a
.womhn's heart!
Al last, when the flreales began to.
drift across her path like sparks from,
the frumbllng embers OF, the sunset,
Abigail, turning q bend in the road,
came suddenly upon the welcome glow
Of q farmhouse window. She FASTENED
forward, and, turning into the little
path between the lilac bushes, approach
ed the, open door. "A man eat upon the
doorstep smoking; and as he saw the ZAP
~proaehing figure, he rose and called HE
wife,
NA buxom, sweet-faced, woman came
bustling to the door, skewer In hand.
The moment Ablgairs eyes rested upon
her3face, she cried:
.%Iluclnda Jones!"
The tskewer fell Offering upon the
foot and the two women rushed to-
igetHer. like amicable battering-rams,
the hrms OF the larger embracing friend
and child in their expansive embrace.
"fblgail Drew! Be3you still living In.
these parts? I heard, away out in New
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e.-tFI-t HfEE4NtH srEHseE-gl g4TyrSa
YORK state, where we Just moved from.
% you and your brother had gone
west twenty years ago. My! and you've
Deen married and got a baby! Come
in-come IN! Lorenzo, fetch the rocker
u OF setin'-roorn. How glad I am
70 see you again. Abigail. Thought you
anu me was parted for ever"
How straight love had led her wan
def!ng feet! Abigail sank down in the
cusnionedSrocker. and marvelled at the
cheertuls fre-llght laying OF the face OF
the sleeping babe. Welcome-refuge-
sympathy! All! she had not obeyed the
inward voice in vain.
six weeks was Nathan Drew a.search-
Ing or,ihe, treasure he had Iost.He drove
east west. north and south, stopping at
every mountain farmhouse to seek
news OF his sister. Nobody had seen
her going or cunning. The yawnins
earth could not have swallowed her
more completely.
~ at last he found her. She was sit
TN. with her baby. on a low chair, under
me lil1c-bushes. and he spied her before
me had reached the house. She saw
MIN at the same moment; and, springing
Up like hunted creature, made as ~
she would have fed But he! stopped
her With a pleading jesture,and a look on
nis face such as she had not seen since
tney were children together.
You don'tknow how I've missed you,
ABIGAIL he said. simply. dra wing rein
IN front Of the lilac-bushes. The man
looked haggard and worn, and there was
"a pathetic tone in his voice.
can't go home with you, Nathan
eaid Abigail, firmly:fand she pressed the
rosy child closer to her bosom. Yet
there was a. yearnIng look In her eycs,
that her brother was not slow to Inter.
pret.
I've thought II all over sence you left,
Abigail.'i he said; 'and It's ben borne in
upon me that. per'aps. 1 was wrong
aDon. the child. Come home, and you
shall keep X as long as you live. I won't
say another word. It's the only love af-
falr you ever he'd, Abigail, and i amt
a-goln; to,stand any longer between you
and yoursheart."
The tears wellcd TO AhIgalrs eyes. as
y eicamc out Into the road with her
child. Put your hand on her head, Ma
Than" she said, "aDd swear to me that
you VIII never part US. Then Evil 90
home with you" /
Nathan Drew hesitated a moment,
Then he touched the child's head with
the tipsLof his horny fingers, and said:
i swear It., Abigail" esIf
sosthey two and the child went home
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too1So&oe

| Frenchmhn. DAT man Iiingllshman,
good family. but not yer'g strong for
work. Los hecz health, I'M 'bliged Tor
take to dc woods, No money--no
heaith-big family. All guess ah'li do
about the same ting as him, bah gosh,
II ah get too. much bebbyl'
Don't doubt Il, Alphonse," rejolned
the farmer. That's Jest the sort OF a
%crltter, YOU be, and yer hull Cnnuck
tribe"
Alphonse grlnned approximately, and
took no orensc, Then silence fell upon
the three men Until the last crumb and
drop OF their MONDAY lunch had d!sap-
peared. TFtf
Abigail tcnderly laid the,baby down In
Inc grass. while she gathered together
me dishes and napkins and repacked
them In the basket. Her bruther ftood
over her, watching. He was a spare
hard-faced, iron-gray man, who showed.
by every line and feature the absence Of
sentiment in his make-up. The woman's
hands trcmbled as she worked. She
knew he wIis about to say. something
concerning che child. Presently he
spoke:
You kin keep that young manjest$two
Gays, Abigail Then, it there don't no
body come 10 clalmlIt. 1 am goin' to take
It to the Founding Hospital Having.
thus delivered himself. he shouldered his.
%pltchfork and walked determlnedly
away.
Tears obscured the honieward path OF
the little woman as she struggled,
through the ~shlmmerlngf sunlight with.
the infant on her arm. She knew that
her brother would be turned from his.
purpose neither by argument nor by en-
treaty. He had spoken. andCthah was.
an end OF ,ft-the innexfbleE ultim9tnm
of that old Purltan-bred tyranny that
survives In so many heads OF New Eng
l6nd households.
But though the path was blurred, It
took her home, the only homethat she had
ever known, the roof under which, she
had been born and reared, and which,
had descended to her elder brother
when their parents died. Fastening.
to the pantry, she took milk and
warned 1t for the baby half stupehed
by starvation. Then, clumslly, vet
with a woman's instinct, she sparinglw
fed the child with a spoon a few drops
alta time. As life came back 10 the
little body with nourishment, the baby
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Its Own Reward.

Chicago Tribune: Here, mlster!"
The freckle- faced hoy in the elevated
railway car ran after the passenger
who had dropped a package and caught
him just as he got! out on the platform.
"Is this yours?" he asked.
Eyes. Thank you ever SO much" re-
piled the grateful owner, taking It and
putting 1t under his nrm. you are on
honest boy he added las the train
moved off.
"That's all i git fur 1t, Is III" yelled
thu. lad, leaning out over the gate and
shaking his fist at him. II won't be so
blamed honest with the next thing I
find. doc-uonc vel" EEl
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4gR-r AZ #alrZsE1 IsaF MI A. HFFFEssE ssNgTnaTE
went on reading the sure-thing tips on
the races.
The sensation began when the long
tunnel was reached a few minutes after
the train left the station. Then, from
the seat.occupied by the young couple
proceeded the sound OF cooling, followed
by male protestations, something like
this:
Does 90? And IL 90 does, how
muchy? Does 90 love him forty-nlne
cents worth mumsy wurnsy? 5tMutual
gurgle). And how much does him
lub hin: angel birdie2i Sixteen billion
dollars?f (Mo:e gurgle). And would
him twetnes miss him Il he had to go
and join the great big soje.s?? Mum
mm-pm-uh-m-m-st-um! ;Gand plenty
more similar gurgllng.) And would her
come and nurse him, and get her pity
title self all shot up with cannon
ezes. etc, &c.
There was no light In the car while
the train went through the tunnel. but
brutal men know how TO laugh without
Illumination. The litter thatShad greet
ed the beginning Of the cooling soon de-
veloped into Ghowls. and there were
calls for time" and demands for
a breakaway. and all that sort OF,
thing.
When the train emerged into the light
the couple looked as mad as hornets.
The bride sat straight p In her seat.
and regarded the water color at the
front OF the car with stony hatred.
The husband was red-faced, and plain
ly on the war-path. Returned about
in his seat and faced the two young
men who sat directly behind, The were
still smiling, but readingStheir racing
tips.
=, want to know, and I want to know
right now" said the angry young hus-
band, In a quiet tone, but with
clenched teeth. (which OF you two fell
lows has been making a damphool of
himself. at my eXpense?"
With one voice. and with every ap-
pearance OF sincerity, both OF the young
men idisclaimed responsibility, and pos
lively denied that they had opened
their heads. except to laugh while the
train wasSin the tunnel. They succeed
ed In convincing the irate young Bene-.
dict, who resumed his seat, still unap-
peased, however, when his wife tugged
at his coat sleeves.
""I'd like to have hold OF the c%onfound-
ed rufian that did 1t. all the same,"h he
said, savagely.
Then the beady-eyed. shriyeled-up
little vertriloquist who performed alta
local variety theatre last week, arose
from his seat In the rear OF the, coach,
stretched himself and went into the
car behind, probably to engage In fur
ther deviltry.-
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NINETEENTH CINIURY BRAVERY.
In More Than One Respect London is Like
New York.

y 7Ela b. view iOihs
From Punch, and by a war correspond
ent not required at the front: 1t was a
magnificent moment. The very pick of
English chlvalry, stood ready to make
the charge. The Intervening space be-
tween them and the object of attack
was filled with cavalry. The. horses
dashed past with the sound Of thunder.
The bravest of all those gallant people
started In advance OF his companions.
Some trembled, some prayed, all won
dered! But he was not tn be kept back.
He steadily advanced under the hoofs
of the horses, scorning the wheels Of .he
wagons. His object was to reach the
other, side, and what mattered it to him
whether the riders and drivers swore?
He opposed the thrung with determina-
tion. Z,
For a moment there was a pause. For
a second he was driven back. The carts
came past like 4 whirlwind. He could
hear the hoarse. cries Of those In CONT
mand. But he kept on. He would not
be beaten. He remembered the dUings
OF his Plantagenet ancestors, and went
his way.
At length his pluck, his energy, were
rewarded. Passing through countless
dangers. within sight Of the very jaws
OF death. he reached the other side. Then.
there was a shout OF welcome. Then.
arose a chorus OF congratulation. And
should rot he receive q recognition OF
his courage? Does he not deserve the
Victoria Cross?
And what was the Incident? Was it.a
battle? Was 1t n siege?
No; the incident was far more inter-
esting.
a mar had passed a;London crossing
and. marvellous to relate, had not been
killed. No; nor even wounded.
And yet some advance there isino dar-
Ing and no pluck left in the nineteenth
century!
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outside stairs"
The aged banker turned pale.
I'll remember. ..5he stammered.
Yes said the young man, II thought
you would recall IT.. had asked you
for your daughters hand. You harsh
ly repulsed me. You called me a de-
signing pauper. You jumped on me
and flung me out. Do you remember
those pleasant details?"
Yes, yes" groaned the banker as he
looked at the card the youth had just
handed him. ,r.
..of course you do" said the young
man. pr;You areGnot as senile as you
look. / see you recognize the name on
the card. You knowgit as that Of the
smartestS operator on the street. Yes,
sir, the pauper target for your boot Is
now a treble millionaire. In. this little
valise I have securities to the value of
SlO0, 900. By the way, is the rumor true
that your bank Is gt%opplingi?"
SIT is too strue,"sgroaned the banker.
"Andi would $4,000 help you
Yes, yes" cried the aged man..
land how Is your lovely daughter"
."She Is WE'LL" shouted the banker.
.And unmarried"
\ Still unmarried" shrIeked the old.
nan
Then" said tho youth, as he calmly
picked up his handbag, give her my
compliments and tell her to expect
cards of: invitation for my approaching
marriage with the Harlem heIress. Miss
Van Damn. That's all. old boy. Good
day. No, you needn't Show me out-I,
ha. ha, know the way!"
He was gone with the handbag, and
the banker fell back on the velvet fan
teuIl and cursed his unfortunate quick
ness OF foot.
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DEALING GOALS OF FIRE.
Rejected 0nce With seorn, lie Re.
turned Well Able 10 Goat.

Cleveland Plain Dealer The natty
young man looked at the aged banker.
I'm afraid you do not remember
me" he said with a smile.
The banker squlrmed uncaslly. Old
%recollections were tugging at his mem
orylstrings!
y am sorry 10 say thatiI do not fully
,recall! you" he hesltatlngly replied.
Let me refresh your memory" said
young man. "on the seventh day
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in the back. The fronts are cut in one
with two broad tabs buttoning dag.
onally across the vest with small ivory
buttons a distinctive feature. A touch OF
bright color is given by the geranlum-
red vest or under-bodice, from which
rolls gracefully a broad sailor collar
bordered with a pique tailor braid. The
braid also decorates the tabs and the
pointed cuffs OF the small gigot sleeves.
The proper cut Of the gown can be only
obtained from the cut-paper: patterns
published by Harper's Bazaar, where It
appears. Quantity OF materlal-9 yards
OF piQue.
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A feature Of the summer gown pro-
misses to be the plque costume in light.
medium, and dark colors, as well as In
a variety OF fancy patterns In plnlds
and stripes. In greater demand than
any Of the others, however, Is the white
pique tailor gown.
A simple model for this fabric has a
close-flttlng skirt, cut In five gores,S
measuring at the hem three yards and
a halt. 1t has close gathers ut the back
and IS severely plain. The waist, with
an easy fulness in1front. Is made plain
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Of September. 1885, you Kicked me
through! that doorway and down the
outside stairs &
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The tongues of the hired men were
loosed as their anxiety dlsappeared,and
n OF them, Q smart little Canadian,
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We'll, come or here. boys. Hitch. up
here, and have something 10 ea,!'s cried
the farmer. I'VE can't bother about a
baby all day. There's work 20 be
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ter reading The exchange Of
Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1898-09-08

49," he added, 'if we are not all shot
down first they'll be glad to be pack
ing in the schooner. It's always ship,
and they can get to buccaneering
again, l suppose"
First ship that everlost," said Capt.
Smollett.
l was dead tired, as you may fancy;
and when got to sleep, which was not
til after a great deal of tossing, l slept
like log of wood.
The rest had long been up, and had
already breakfasteu and increased the
pile of firewood by about half as much
again, when l was awakened by a
hustle and the sound of voices.
Flag of truce!" heard some one
say: and then Immediately after, with
a cry of surprise: "Silver himself"
And at that l jumped up, and, rub
bing my eyes, ran to L'ophole in the
wall.
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CHAPTER XX.
SILVER'S EMBASSK.

Sure enough, there were TWO men
waving white cloth; the othes, no less
a person than Silver himself, ssanding
placidly by.
II was still quite early and the cold
est morning that / think l ever was
abroad in; a chill that pierced into the
marrow. The sky was bright and cloud
less overhead, and the tops of the trees
shone rosily in the sun. But where Sill
yer stood with his lieutenant all was
still in shadow, and they waded Anee
deep in a low white vapor, that had
crawled during the night out of the
morass. The chill and vapor taken to-
gether told poor tale of the island 1t
was plainly damp, feverish, unhealthy
spot.
Keep indoors, men," said the cay
tain. Ten to one this is a trick"
Then he hailed the buccaneer
"Who goes? Stand or we fire."
Flag of truce" cried Silver.
The captain was in the porch, keep
ing himself carefully out of the way of
a treacherous shot should any be in
tended. He turned and spoke to us.
Doctors watch on the lookout. DR..
Livesey, take the north side, if you
please; Jim, the east, Gray the west.
The watch below, all hands to load mus
kets. Lively, men, and careful"
And then he turned again to the mu-
tineers.
And what do you want with your
flag of truce?' he cried.
This time it was the other man who
replied.
"Cap'n Silver, sir, to come on board
and make terms" he shouted.
"Cap'n Silver! Don't know him.
Who's he?" cried the captain. And we
could hear him adding to himself:
"Cap'n, is it? My heart, and here's
promotion!"
Long John answered for himself
me, sir. These poor lads have
chosen me cap'n, after your desertion,
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"Why, Silver" said the captain, 'if
you had pleased to be an honest man
you might have been sitting in your
galley. It's your own doing. You're
either my ships cook-and then you
were treated handsome-or Cap'n Sill
YER, common mutineer and pirate.
and then you can go hang!"
We'll, well, capn," returned the sea-
cook, sitting down as he was hidden on
the sand, you'll have to give me hand
up again, that's all. A sweet, pretty
place you have of it here. All, there's
jim. The top of the morning to you,
Jim. Doctor, here's my service. Why.
there you all are together like happy
family, in manner of speaking"
IF you have anything to say, my
man, better say it," said the captain.
Right you are, Cap'n Smollett," re-
piled Silver "Dooty is dooty, to be
sure. Well, now, you look here, that
was a good lay of yours last night. 1
don't deny it was a good lay. Some of
you pretty handy with a hand-spike
end. And I'll not deny either, but what
some of my people was shook-maybe
dll was SllOOh, may Dc was SlOOh my
self; maybe that's why I'm here for
terms. But you mark me, cap'n, it
won't do twice, by thunder! Wen have
to do sentry go, and ease off a point or
so on the rum. Maybe you think we
were all a sheet in the winds eye. But
I'll tell you l was sober; l was on'y dog
tired; and if I'd awoke a second sooner
I'd a caught you at the act, l would.
He wasn't dead when l got round to
him. not he
"Wcll?" says Capt. Smollett, as cool
as can be.
All that Silver said was a riddle to
him, but you would never have guessed
it from his tone. AS for me, began to
have an inkling. Ben Gums last words
came back to my mind. l began tc
suppose that he had paid the buccan-
GERS a visit while they all lay drunk
together around their fire, and 1 recl
o1ed up with glee that we had only
IA enemies to deal with.
ITO BE Continued
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ALMOST SECOND NATURE.
Cyclists UnconsciousIy Follow Rules
of the Road When Walking.

You can tell a bicycle rider by his
walk. Not because of a peculiarity of
gait but for the reason that he uncon-
sciously follows the rules OF the road
that he has learned while riding a BIZ
cycle.
On the sidewalks of the crowded
streets of New York and Brooklyn
gentleman whose acquaintance among
bicycle riders is quite extensive has,
as matter of curiosity watched his
cycling friends walking to and from
business. Almost without exception
they pass to the right when meeting
other pedestrians, and to the left when
passing them from behind. When
turning corner the pedestrian who has
learned to cycle hugs the wall closely
if going to the right, and is almost
sure to make a long turn if bound to
the left.
If all pedestrians would observe the
rules of the ROAD on the sidewalks as
well as the experienced cyclists observe
them on the highways there would be
fewer toes trampled upon and fewer
persons nudged in the ribs by protrud-
ing and sharp elbows.
There is nothing more annoying to
the participants and nothing more
laughable to the spectator than to see
two persons dancing up and down and
taking series of side steps because
both started to pass each other in the
wrong direction.
The bicycle is unconsciously teaching
people how best to keep out of each
think the result is sure to be beneficial
ought to attempt to stem a crowd
coming from a theater or crossing the
bridge at rush hours. There will be
no polish left on the rash individuals
shoes, there will be mud stains on his
garments, and a feeling of deep, bit
ter resentment against all mankind in
his bosom.-N. Y. Journal.
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DON MANUEL MACIAS,
lSpanlsh Governor and Captain General
of Puerto Rico)

Biscaya, one of the oldest regiments
and most honorable in the service OF
Spain.
who the devil is this fellow Macias2'
swore Capt. Gen. Concha, the honorary
colonel of the Cazadores de Biscaya,
"and who recommended him for pro-
motion?" The old courtier to whom
this was addressed did not answer. He
looked his friend in the eyas and slow
ly winked. There was more eloquence
in the sign than in a dozen orations
by Emilio CASTELAR,.
In six months Nacias was full
colonel. His merit was extra ordi-
nary" her majesty explained to Con-
cha. Macias made no enemies. He
studied to improve himself. He had
masters in all branches of culture and
became one of the first scholars in the
army and the first swordsman of Mad
rid. He went up, step by step, until
he was captain general of Madrid, the
youngest to hold the honor.
The story infiltrated itself through
the society of all the European courts
Offenhach, the composer, heard it. 1t
delighted his cynical soul. He has en-
baImed Macias for Immortality as Gen.
Boum, in La Grande Duchesse de
Geraistein The grand duchesse pro-
notes Boum in Is minutes from private
soldier to general. This opera made
Otfenbach's fortune. All Europe rec
ognized the characters as being very
historical indeed.
90 loo ha oh iaf l.
tary command in Puerto Rico. He has
been a good executive officer for man
of the Spanish court. His rule is
charged with no scandals. Capt. Gen.
Concha returned from Cuba after four
years of rule with 2O,000,000 Spanish
pesetas.
Munoz, the governor general, is the
son of great house. AS he is illegiti-
mate, he does not bear his fathers
name. These are the two personages
whom Gen. Miles had to fight when he
conquered Puerto Rico.