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Ul0(AlIzHANlSS1E
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fattered myself, soften the blow to
Miss Branscombe. or at least | might
give her an explanation which should
mitigate her anger against myself, and
account for what | dreaded she would
regard as a breach OF trust.
But Miss Branscombe remained In
visible. Her cousin reported that she
was quite overcome By her grief, and
would not as yet hear of consolation.
The day. which had been bril!i ntly
fine in the early part, clouded over
toward the afternoon. and sain-a gen
tie, balmy summer raiu--iell softly,
but without intermlssion. The change
was more in unison with the spirit Of
the momen and the hushed silence of
the darkened house: and as I sat In the
library. busted with some writing for
Miss Elmslie. the musical rythm OF the
raindrops, pattering softly down on the
laurel and berheris leaves outside the
open window, seemed to me like tears
shed for a good mans loss.
Miss Elmslie came in and out with a
hushcd tread, and gave me instructions
in a subdued voice. sometimes staying
to talk of the dead man upstairs-of
his virtues and consistent life, his
trials and disappointments-and. at
last, in natural sequence. OF Charlie,
the scapegrace. and of Mona, the
child of Col. Branscombe's youngest
brother.
Poor Charlie!" she said, shaking
her head. 'He was always the one
bitter drop in Harold Branscombe's
cup. He idolized the %boy-such a beau
tiful angelic-looking creature-he was
so like the sister poor Harold loved
and never forgot-and he spared
neither trouble moi expense in his edu-
cation. Charlie was to be the heir. to
carry on the old name. And Mona
well, he had his hopes and dreams for
the dear girl. But Charlie ruined all:
he nearly broke poor Harold's heart
and upset all his plans. Nothing could
mend the boy; there seems to be a sor,
Of mad fever in his blood don,
know where he gets 1t. He's as will
to-day as he was six years ago. Only
Nona-in her youth and inexperience
dear child!-clings to the hope of hi:
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THE DAISIES KNEW.

One afternoon we sat on the little
farmhouse yeranda. looking down the
road. rs city boarders will. as though
expecting something to come along and
relieve Its monotouy, when something
did come. Over the hill in the late
sunshine OF s o'clock came Pink and
Harry. walking and talking. he hatless
and smiling, she grave: both desperate
ly interested. Pink held n daisy in her
hand.
Within ten yards OF the house they
seated themselves upon u rock, Pink
still twirling the daisy.
| saw that Pink was milling n Ia
pieces, n that Harry's face grew by
turns hopeful and sad. Not" | heard
him exclaim once. then he reached out
and got another flower. which Pink
pulled to pieces. NOT again, he
echoed. as Pink parted her pretty lips
n shook her head. 1T Is all non.
sense, anyway" he added. But
could see by Pink's face that she did
not agree with him.
I'll leave It to a mutual friend"
said Harry at last. as Pink continued
to shake her head. Come down" call
Ing to me. "and settle the dispute-and
my fate" I heard him add.
On a big rock sat Pink with Harry
beside her, the daisy petals scattered
around her. There was an awkward
pause as | stood ut the rock. Pink
looked at Harry pleadingly, but found
no mercy. ITS this way, you see,
said Harry, neryously. Il know II
isnt--well-you see-the fact Is tha,
have asked Miss Pink to marry MT
and she has"
ASKED the daisies" put in Pink
softly.
And they said" ventured /.
THAT he loved me not" almost
whispered Pink.
And then the whole plot dawnet
upon me. These two silly young per
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ever being better. All the rest OF us
have long since given him up
Miss Branscombe Is attached to her
cousin?" | ventured.
They have been Ike brother and
sister, you know" Miss ElnslIe re-
piled quietly. mona cannot give him
up. But there is the dinner bell" She
seemed glad to change the converse
ton, l thought.
Miss Branscombe did not appear at
the dinner table. The evening was
still wet. but close and sultry. Miss
Elmslie and l took tea together In the
large drawing room, which looked so
empty and desolate now; and, while
the gentle old lady babbled on OF the
stories OF the house. | sat Just behind
the lace curtains at the open window,
looking out over the lawn toward the
encircling belt OF s%hrubbery. 1t was a
dark moonless summer night, and late
enough now for the shrubs to show
blackly against the pale skyline.
had quite lost the thread of Miss
FINISHES somewhat monotonous talk
dreaming as l was of many things.
with a %pervading sense OF vague main
and unrest new to my experience, and
due perhaps to the melancholy scenes
In which had just taken part.
Suddenly 1t seemed to me h A a
white shadow fitted across the bottom
OF the lawn toward the trees, and was
lost in the darkness. Was IT. fancy?
wondered, looking intentIy toward
the spot where the figure had disap-
peared. was not subject to fancies
OF this kind, and | at once made I'm
my mind to Investigate the phenom-
enon.
With an excuse to Miss Elmslie. I
went to the hell for my overcoat, and,
letting myself out by a side door, I
made my way cautiously over the
grass to the spot where | had seen-or
fancied / had seen-the white form
appear and disappear,
There was nothing but the shadows
and the trees and the patter of the soft
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sons had been trusting their future
happiness to the petals OF a daisy.
Il picked them off, one by one" said
Pink, gathering courage, land / said
He loves me, he loves me not, and 1t
came out, He loves me not"
"Try again." ventured.
81 did try-three times" said Pink.
And SO she has refused me-" said
Harry. lifting an injured face from the
rock on which he was leaning.
There was nothing more to be said,
for before ! could put In a word Pink
sprang up and "a toward the house
as fast as she could go and we did not
see her again until evening. Then she
appeared In a long pink cloak, des-
perately becoming to her. and walked
the veranda for half an hour alone.
Harry spoke to her once, but she
hung her head and did not answer him.
and there were tears on her lashes.
or curse that sort of thing could not
be endured long, SO next day Harry,
after vainly watching and waiting for
Pink to put In an appcarance-she
breakfasted In her room-sauntered
down to the rock and seated himself
behind 1t. Soon there was a rustic, and
to the self-same place came Pink.
flushed as from crying. aud not seeing
him at all.
Nevertheless. II was to the same
rock hat they both called me later to
hear a new chapter in the daisy story.
Harry held the bunch. and l noticed
that he carefully selected a daisy, run
ming over the petals with his fingers.
See how this one comes out" said &c;
and as he spoke / thought | saw him
pull out one OF the petals.
TRY this one" said he.
Pink took 1t. Harry looking on, but |
thought he seemed less nervous about
results.
Carefully Pink's pretty fingers trav-
eled over the petals, pulling them out
as she said: HE loves me; he loves
me not
"IVeal." said Harry.
He loves me-" announced Pink,
what did tell your" said Harry.
"But--yesterday!"
mo matter" insisted Harry; "the
daisies knOw-today."
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"I have not forgotten" l answered
as ] left her.
It was soon over. The Colonel had
reached a further stage In the darn
Journey, and the clergyman who sat by
his side guided the hand which afixed
a tremulous signature to the deed
had drawn up in the morning. 1t was
the Rector and a young footman who
witnessed the signature. and then the
Colonel spoke-this time in a whisper
"Now-send her to me. Stand by her
all OF you-she ~will-need It,"
There were old friends-old servants
there, but It was on my arm that Miss
Branscombe leaned as she went to that
solemn parting scene-I remembered It
afterwards. 1t was a brief and agoniz-
ding farewell, for the sands of life were
almost run out, and then the new mis-
tress of Forest Lea was borne insensi-
bIe from the chamber where all that re-
NAMED Of the brave old Colonel was
oply the mortal dust-ths immortal
spirit had fed.
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CHAPTER V.

The first stage Of my work was ac-
~oomplished, and l might have returned
10 town at once, but l did not-I lin
gercd at Forest Lea through the next
day. There were seals to affix L all
the dead coloneps cabinets and draw
ers; there were interviews with vari-
Gus p%ersonages, and commissions for
Miss Elmslie, which filled up my time
and gave me an excuse for ~postponing
my departure. The truth was that |
could not tear myself away, had a
confession to make to Miss Branscombe
which l could not force upon her in the
first hours of her sorrow, and which
nevertheless must be made 1t was not
likely that the secret OF Col. Brans-
combe's last will would be kept until
the legitimate moment for its revela-
ton; the executor. the rector, must act
upon his Instructions. one OF which was
TO exclude Mr., Charles B%ranscombe
from the house. might perhaps. I
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ANIMALS THAT COUNT.
wonderful Russian Horse That Knows
Up to Twenty-Five"


DIR. Timovieff, a distinguished Rms
sian physician, has computed that
crows can count ten. parrots four. dogs
twenty-four and cats six. DIR. Tim
ovieff found one horse belonging To n
peasant that, when ploughing, always
stopped to rest at the twentieth fur
row, no more and no less. He also
drove after one horse that had been
trained to stop for a feed after every
twenty-five versts. On a familiar road
this made uniform feeding places.
once. however, on a road this horse
had never before Travelled, II stopped
for food after travelling only twenty
two versts. The doctor watched care
fully In returning over the same road.
and saw how the horse had made its
mistake. In the course of the twenty
two versts, which were all carefully
marked by the telegraph company.
were three other stones similar to the
verst signs. These the horse had seen
and counted, being, OF course. unable
to distinguish them from the others.
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CONCERNING WOMEN.

Probably nc woman In England
knows so much about women convicts
as Adellne. duchess OF Bedford. Her
grace holds permission from the home
secretary to visit prisons in which
women are lncarcerated for periods OF
over two years, and she has made ex-
cellent use OF the great trust imposed
In her. She and her colleague, Lady
Battersea, do their utmost to give pris.
oners on their discharge a fair chance
OF becoming useful and respected mem
beers OF society. The duchess OF Bed
ford Is a handsome woman in the
prime of life, and when speaking from
the platform the resemblance in voice
to her sister, Lady Henry Somerset, IL
very striking. ,,.,.-
Here are five golden rules which
should be observed by those who often
arrange flowers: Put your flowers in
very lightly. Use artistic glasses. Do
not use more than two, or at the most
three, different kinds OF flowers I'm one
decoration. Arrange your colors to
form a bold contrast. or, better still, a
soft harmony. The aim OF the decora-
tor should be to show of the flowers
not the vases that contain them;
therefore the simpler ones are far
preferable to even the most elaborate.
Glasses for a dinner table should be
either white. a delicate shade OF green.
brown or rose color, according to the
flowers arranged In them.
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DOG
Graphic Description of the Mongreli
That Throng Constantinople.

ernphic prescription OF the MOngreh
That Throng Co~nstsntinopie.
never saw so much mud, such I'M
speakable filthy streets and so many
dogs as Constantinople can boast, but
nowhere have l seen them described
In a satisfactory way-so that you
knew what to expect, I mean, says
the Woman's Home Companion. In
the first place. they hardly look like
dogs. They have woolly tails like
sheep. Their eyes are dull, sleepy and
utterly devoid Of expression. Con-
stantlnople dogs have neither masters
nor brains. No brains because no mas
ters. Perhaps no masters because no
brains. Nobody wants to adopt an
idiot. They are, OF course. mongrels
of the most hopeless type. They are
yellowish. with thick. short, woolly
coats and much fatter than you ex-
pect to find them. They walk like a
funeral procession. Never have l seen
n frisk or even wag his tail. Every
body turns out for them. They sleep.
from twelve to twenty OF them. on a
single pile Of garbage, and never no.
tice either men or each other unless .
dog which lives In the next street tres
passes. Then they eat him up. for
they are jackals as we'll as dogs. and
they are no more epicures than os-
triches. They never show interest in
anything. They are blase. saw
some mother dogs asleep. with tiny
puppies swarming over them like lit
tie fat rats, but the mothers paid no
attention to them. Children seem to
bore them quite as successfully al II
they were women of fashion.
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CHAPTER Iv.-tContinued.)

ShhTt III tCOullu Ntu.V
as that all?" Miss Branscombe's
pok seemed to say. and her color came
back and the frightened look faded out
Of her eyes. | wondered what she had
dreaded.
Another gravely-eaten dinner was
scarcely over when my came.
Miss Branscombe started to her feet
with a suppressed cry. and passed
swiftly from the room before me.
only Mr.. Fort, | was to say" The
butler hesitated, looking ~anxlously at
Miss Elmslie. Il beg your pardon,
, ma'am, but the message was partic-
llar."
Poor dear child.' murmured Miss
Elmslie, rising and looking helplessly
at me. What can l do lit is too
late, I am afraid
Wi you leave 1t to me?" | said
gently. Perhaps | can persuade Miss
Branscombe."
Eyes, yes" she exclaimed, laying her
trembling hand on my arm-'you
!, will persuade her"
Those hours of anxious watching and
enforced confidence had thrown down
the barriers of Internationally. and
made us more intimate than months OF
ordinary intercourse would have done.
Both the elder and the younger lady
turned to me in their loneliness and
their sorrow; already | had taken my
place as a friend with them.
In the corridor outside the sick
room Miss Branscombe was standing
In the recess Of a window ~wringing her
hands and sobbing pitifully.
"Mr. Fort" she exclaimed, "they will
not let me see him! Tell him that ]
an he%re-surely they will not be SC
cruel as to let him die without a word
to me at the last. And l was like his
own child. l must-oh, | must see him
again before" Sobs choked hel
voice.
l placed her gently on the window.
seat.
III you will wait patiently for ter
{ minutes, Miss Branscombe," I said, 81
will come back for you"
And Charlie, my cousin" she said
-"you will not forget?"
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Beau Door.

Buffalo Commercial: In old New
England farmhouses. In addition to the
regular front entrance, It was the GUS
tom to have a second outside door
opening directly into the front parlor.
A knock on this door usually meant
that a bashful young man was outside.
who wanted to call on the daughter of
the family. Now that there are no
more bashful young men, a sofa or a
chair Is usually rolled against the beau
door. and callers run the gauntlet Of
the family entrance.
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falling raIndrops or the green leaves.
So my eyes, keen and sure as I had
always considered them, had played
me false. | turned back toward the
house, taking this time one OF two or
three narrow winding paths within the
wood. My footsteps made no sound on
the damp grass-grown ground. All at
once the perfume OF a cigar was waited
toward me. Then l was not alone In
the darkness; somebody else had a
fancy for an evening airing-one or
the gardeners or %workmen. no doubt.
on his way from some errand at the
Hall. But the strawberries lay In the
front of the house, while the servants
Offices were all, as | knew. at the back.
And. besides. my educated senses told
me hat that cigar vas OF the finest
quality. not likely to be smoked by
any but a connoisseur The rector was
q nou-smoker, and no other neighbor
would, I knew, have the entree to the
%shrubbery.
My curiosity was thoroughly reused,
and the instinct of my profession en-
listed In the discovery Of the little
mystery.
Presently the sound Of subdued
voices-a mans and a woman's-
reached my ears. Then | had not been
fancy-tricked-some designation OF a
tender nature had lured the fitting
figure hitherward maid-seryant
from the house. no doubt. But the
fine Havana? Well. that was no affair
OF mine; | would not at all events play
the eavesdropper.
1t was in carrying out this laudable
resolve that | turned into another path
"a shorter cut to the house. as l be-
lieved, in my slight knowledge Of the
place. 1t must however have brought
me nearer to the lovers. for now the
manly voice was SO raised that the
subject Of what appeared to be an an
cry discussion only just missed meet
ing my ears, and sobs from the female
were distinctly audible. The course OF
true love was not running smoothly
| concluded, as l retraced my steps,
At this moment the sobs ceased and
a feminine voice took up the response,
pleading. remonstrant. and was con-
sclous of a sudden shock which
brought me to a standstill. The sweet
low tones were familiar to me-they
were those of Mona Branscombe.
Mona Branscombe, my ideal Of limo
cence and womanly purity, my imper'
sonatlon Of Una, keeping a clandest!nt
appointment at night-with her IN
cle's corpse hardly yet cold, too; hood
winking her chaperon with a pretens,
Of illness and overwhelming grief! oh
the shame and the pity Of 1t! Oh, thu
shame and the pity!
l did not stop to ask myself why tn,
blow should be such a crushing one Il
newly a doubt of the innocence ant
goodness Of Mona Branscombe shoulC
seem to make the world stand still, ant
plunge my whole outlook into dark
ness; ! hurried blindly back to TIT
house, losing myself half a dozen times
among the tortuous s%hrubbery path
and shaking the raindrops from tn
laden branches in heavy showers as
went. l had reached the terrace OIL
which the side door by which | hat
quilted the house opened, my hand wa!
on the lock. when another applicant
for admittance gl!ded out of the shad'
ows and stood by my side.
(To be continued)
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MALTA FEVER.

Malta fever takes it, name from ths
fact that It WAS first studied among
the British troops In the Island OF NAL
"a. II occurs along the shores aud
among the islands OF the entire Medit-
erranean sea. In this country II has
become Of interest from the fact that
among the troops returning from Cuba
last autumn several cases were found
OF n disease which closely resembled
It. Indeed. It is now believed that NAL
"a fever prevails In the Mediterranean
OF the western hemisphere as well a.
In that Of the eastern. II occurs I'm
Hongkong, and doubtless also In the
Philippine Islands.
Malta fever prevails all the year
round, but by far the greatest number
OF cases occur in summer II Ia not
believed to be contagious; the specific
microbe. as In the case OF typhoid few
err, Is supposed to be conveyed In
water.
The carly symptoms are like those
w w. Wv i'N'ls hhhi'ly ""N''"'
ness and headache, a large and flabby
tongue covered with a thin yellowish
fur, loss OF appetite. and sometimes
nausea. or even vomiting. There Is a
slight cough. and every night. toward
morning. the patient suffers from a
p~rofuse pcrsplration.
Aflar aIa.N /. u.,I - thauA ovvNn-
toms, the fever. which has till now
been very slight. begins to rise. II rises
a few degrees above the normal. sell
dom to a dangerous height, and then
goes On and on. sometimes for months.
until the patience Of everybody Is ex'
hausted.
The patient does not seem to be very
sick: Indeed. he often feels fairly well.
but the wretched fever continues, now
up, now down. and the sufferer loses
flesh and strength. and takes on a
dirty, sallOw look. Occasionally he has
rheumatic symptoms. which resemble
very closely those Of real infiammatory
rheumatism. One OF the larger Joints
will suddenly become painful. red and
swollen, remain 10 for a day or two.
and then get suddenly well, while an
other joint begins to suffer In the same
way. This may go on indefinitely from
Joint to joint. till the patient Is IA
weary OF the rheumatism as he Is OF
the fever ~... -
Malta fever may last only a few
weeks, or 1t may continue with inter-
walls OF apparent freedom for a year.
or even two years. Very few people
die OF the disease. So far as doctors
have yet discovered, there is no mcdi.
cine that will cure or shorten the dis
ease; all that can be done is to nurse
the patient and keep up his strength
until the fever dies ont. Quinine Is use
less. We shall probably hear more of
this tiresome affection during the pres.
ent summer
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Couldn't He Happy IT lie Did.

she-Do you think. dear, we shall he
really and truly happy in our married
life? He-pow can we help 1t, dar-
ling, when ! shall try SO hard to be
good to you? Why. 1t was only yes
terday that ! insured my life for $4,000
In your favor. Isn't that the best evil
dence that ! am going to make Won
happy? She (doubtfully)-But suppose
you should live?-Spare Moments.
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d II.

Hicks-It's all right indulging In a
little hyperbole when you are max
ing love to a woman; but there's such
a thing as OVERRIDING 1t. Wicks-As for
example? Hicks-Why, Dubleupp. He
has been married three times. and he
told Miss Kwarry the other evening
that she was the first woman he ever
loved.-Boston Transcript.
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Judge; Mother-"Dear me, Bobby,
your teacher tells me you stood at the
foot OF your class this MONTH" Bob
by ,(blubbering)-"Well, that Amt my
fault. They've taken Tommy Tuffnutt
put and tent him to the reform school +"
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A COmplIment.

Little Johnny-Mrs. Talkemdown
paid a big compliment TO me today.
Mother--Md she really? Well. there'r
no denying that woman has ssnsA
What did she say? Little Johnny
She said abe didn't see how you m
to have such a nice little boy e. I
was.-Tft-Bits.
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"Oh, that horrid cat!" exclaimed the
fearful young woman. she has killed
my beautiful canary! But the wings
don't seem to be injured a bit. They
will look swell on my hat. won't they.
though ?"-Chicago Tribune.
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Natures Influence on Man.

From the Chicago News: Mature
exercises a wonderful and mysteriou.
influence over men. Certain plants are
poisonous to some folks and medicine
to Others" yes. and my husband Ia
always troubled with rheumatism when
the grass begins to get tall upon our
lawn"
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And from their happy faces, when I
saw them walking together In the even
ing on the veranda, | knew that Pink
thought so. too.-New York Evening
World.