Arizona republican., 1899-01-05
Number Six s
 Sister.
BY BERNARD BIGSBY.
Continued From Yesterday.)

Remembering Wanda Arlington's des- cription of just such a person and that she associated her with affectionate "reminiscences, he resolved to be more candid with her than he had been with her husband, who was now in q very excited manner pouring into her ears the story he had just heard from the young American.
 ''Ah," she said with q sigh, 'how you startled me. I thought it was of the lit tie girl you might have heard
 And, perhaps, bring you news of her too, Mrs. Horner," Harry said.
 The color left the woman's face in a moment.
 Of the lady Wanda?" she asked, ''of the sweet, babe we-but, John Horner go down and attend to the customers: it will never do to leave the house un- tended.'
 Honest John was loath to obey her behest, but in this case the gray mare was evidently the better horse, for she peremptorily ordered him to go and he dutifully went.
 Now, sir, we are alone," she said, ''and for heavens sake, keep me no long CT in suspcnse.''
  ing with intercst the strange huctua- tions in the womans expression as the details developed.
 When kc had finished, he handed her Wanda's portrait.
 ''HOw-likc what - her - mother was" Mrs. Horner sobbed, devouring the picture with her eyes.
 Then you arc sure of her identity?'
 hot | ir1 chair. sir
 And, will you help me to prove that identity?"
 Twill I? Oh, sir, 1 thank the good Lord that He has sent you here to give me the chance to do SO"
 Mrs. Horner was trembling violently, and tears were running down her cheeks there was no doubt of her sincerity.
 ''Eh, but 1 have been . wicked wom- an, and dearly have paid for my evil doing," she sObbed.
 ''Pray be calm, my good creature,'' Harry interpOsed. Repentance and restitution"
 Aye" she cried, wildly, ''now for repentance and restitution!'
 My story is Q long and a sorrowful one; will you hear it?-' the worthy land lady asked, controlling her emotion with difficulty.
 Most gladly Harry declared, over whelrned with the turn affairs had taken.
 It seems to me but the other day." Mrs. Horner began, that I went as waiting-maid to the hall, yet it is near ly forty years ago-a pretty young woman I was then, though trouble has wrinl1led my face now-and John Archer, the under-coachn1an, began his attentions to me before 1 was there a week. This was just prior to the death of the first Lady Arlington, and soon after this event, Archer and were mar ried and went into housekeeping at Wilmington. We had one boy, who was the idol of my heart, and his father, too, loved him even more than he did me; but the poor fellow never lived to sec him a man, being killed in a run away accident thirteen years after our when l returned again into my lords service, which my Willie also entered as page-boy. Then the earl married again-this time far below him, the match being violently opposed by his son, Lord Arundel. then just come of age. I was taken as my lady's own woman, and 50 got to know more about the affairs of the family than the other All went well until after the birth of the ncwly-married couples first child. little boy whom they chris tened George Archibald, when they be- gan to quarrel, chiefly over friend of my Iady's who came to live at the hall" ''N1r. Paul Hayter?" Harry asked.
 'Yes. What do you know of him?" Mrs Horncr queried in much surprise. ''But little-pray proceed
 ''Wen, from the day of the coming of this Hayter there was trouble"
 Was the earl jealous?" II think So. Now, in his younger lays Lord Arlington had been very gay man, and it appears that he had contracted disreputablc secret mar
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