Evening star., 1901-11-09

sang, she began something so familiar that
Owen turned to her in surprise.
DO you know what you are singing?'
he asked.
Elena stopped, ran over the last few bars
and then colored.
"That?" she said in confusion "Oh, yes.
That was the tune you were always hum
ming in your delirium. You sang it so
much 1T has run in my head ever since"
Yes, but do you know the name of it?''
persisted the young man.
mo. What is it?''
It's 'Garryowen- It's What the fellows
at college always signHled me by, and it
comes so near being my own name I've
had to live by that song
1T sounds Scotch, but I never heard 1t
until you sang it. Tits beautiful song,
1 think" she added, shyly.
Owen flushed with pleasure
Hush! Here is my brother Remember,
you are to call him Alexis, but he is really
Josef"
stopped. bowling.
Come my dear brother, and meet our
German. And then, as the tall man ap-
preached. she gave him an anxious glance
and hurried away.
My poor friend" cried the count, speak
Ing in German. "can you ever forgive us?'
My fever always increases under apolo-
gies,' said Owen, smiling eff you proceed
TENTS recovery put back by month"
The count lifted his head and flung out
laugh which taxed the capacity Of his
great chest.
Besides" added Owen, edo Won think ma
so unappreciattye that 1 would not will
rngly have broken bone or two for the
pleasure OF knowing your sister-and-and
your mother? he added hastily, as he
saw the counts keen eyes bent suddenly
upon him.
MY sister, repeated the count, still
with his penetrating gaze upon owens
pale, high-bred face
Owen turned cold for fear he had been
preclpltate in mentioning the young girls
name, but he was SO eager to know if any
traditions or family prejudice would pre-
vent his marriage with her. provided he
could win her love. that he pfnnged ahead
Count Alexis" he said, was I too ab-
rupt In speaking of your sister,"
DO you love her?' cried the count,
| eagerly
With all my soul!' answered Owen. fer
ventiy. Il would dare anything for her
sake Prove me! Suggest something diff
And dangerous?" demanded Josef
AND dangerous!" cried Owen, with flash
ing eye. ''''i'
Good! 1 trust you! suspected a love
anatl nat rom my sisters manner. but my
mother suspects nothing. Elena has
dashed her hopes too often"
Dashed her hopes" repeated Owen
Does your mother desire her daughter 5
marriage?
Does she not?' cried Josef. Therein lies
the whole of the dispute. Elena has a
will of iron, and she has fatty refused to
oe haWKea about the country as she
terms 1t. My mother and all my aunts 90
every year to Berlin, Paris and Rome to
| secure husbands for their daughters. but
Elena the youngest, the baby. would
but will devote all her life to charity. This
enrages my mother so much that the only
time she has been induced to set her foot
| inside this little pavilion is since you have
| been our guest
DO you think-has your sister sai5-r
Stammered Owen.
| Have you not spoken to her?" asked tbe
| count Ihen l will not arouse any false
hopes. | will only say that 1 see a grea :
| change in her manner-she was ALWAYS too
! coia-and l attribute it to YOU"
| Inen II L could win her would I have
| leSsly.
Stopt' said the Pole, coming to the bed
sue @ anu speaking In low tone "If YOU
VIII enter our family by sharing its dan
| upon the whole family But INV sister
must know nothing of the affair. Promise
that You viii not reveal one word without
! my, my SANCTION s Ell IA and l L will even now salute
| Il promse!" said Owen, solemnly.
me tan Pole stopped and kissed the
American on both cheeks. '1e
/ III.
Three days later the Countess Syszkiewicz
surrounded by her family, had Just been
summoned to dinner. when Henryk. the
| driver of the troika which had rescued
Garret Owen. entered. and, bowing low.
approached and whispered few words IN
| the countess ear.
instantly she turned SO pale that the 9TH
ers knew that something terrible had han
pened. They crowded around her. and her
| her hand
What is 1t. Henryk? What is 1t, dear
mamma?" cried Elena
The American. our friend. our guest has
been arrested by the Russian secret police
and taken away. God knows where.5 said
the countess in French
! Arrested. cried her son. This is the