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counter resolves, as l thought that each
step brought me nearer to the home
of her who had caused me to travel
30 many miles. What folly is all de-
ception. and most Of all that which
ID designed to deceive ones self!
had told my father that had aban-
doned all hope or thought Of Constance
Marsh, and at the moment the words
were uttered I had honestly believed
them to be true; but now that was
within a mile or SO Of her home. and
with nothing but my own will to re-
strain me from calling there. their
unreality became inore and more ap
parent Should I call there? / had
had no quarrel with my uncle. On the
contrary. I had champloned bis cause
against my own father; and that with
what pain none but myself can ever
know. for no words Of mine can ade-
quately describe It. No; / would not
call there at least not to-day. But
there could be no harm in looking at
my uncle's house. ! would be careful
not to be observed. and would not
snSer any sudden impulse to induce
me to break my resolve; II l went there
at all, 1t should be after mafurer de-
liberation. Full Of these thoughts l
quickened my pace and soon found
myself at Union Square.where / exam.
ined the few monuments and rested
myself on q seat ut the foot Of the
Lafayette statue. I did not remain
there for long. but soon struck into
East Fourteenth street, and thence into
Fifth avenue. continuing along that
fine thoroughfare Of palaces until l
reached East Thirty fourth street. Into
which, with much trepidation. l
turned. No. -, q large house built
of brown stone, was only few doors
OF Fifth avenue. looked at IT for
moment from the opposite side OF the
street. and noticing that canvas
shade projected from every window
to protect the rooms from the sun.
crossed over and observed 1t more
particularly. To do so did not engage
me more than couple Of minutes. and
returned to Fifth avenue and contin-
ued my walk up town until reached
Central Park, passing on my way the
palaces Of many celebrated
millionaires which I had not yet
learned to distinguish.
After spending nearly four hours
In wandering over Central Park be-
gan to tire. The park is admirably
planned and well kept, and few stran-
gers will willingly quit 1t before they
have seen 1t all. A geological collec
ton, to which part Of the park ID
assigned. the deep golden tint of the
declining foliage, the nursemaids with
their infant charges, and the numerous
languages one constantly hears spoken
among the people, were sights and
sounds quite new to me. and interested
nee greatly. Though there remained
much which I would gladly have
noted. I wisely resolved to return to
my hotel and get to bed quite early;
but whether on the following day l
would visit my uncle or leave New
York for Chicago could not yet de-
termlne. Making my way into the
main road. l began to retrace my steps.
1t was now nearly o'clock, and the
roadway was fairly well filed with
carriages occupied by that section OF
society which had already returned
from mountain. lake or spring-for the
exodus Of wealthy New Workers from
their city In summer Is very complete.
l was walking brlykly along when a
sight met my eyes which set my brain
in whirl. and in an instant threw me
into all the pangs Of jealousy. An ele-
CANT open landau. drawn by q pair OF
grays, In which. seated side by side.
was the Rev. Mr.. Price and Miss
Marsh, passed swiftly by and disap
peared down the road.
Oh, the miserable weakness Of man!
Or can 1t be that am different from
other men-that am q feeble embodi.
ment Of sentiment and impulse. with
no well-defned object nationally and
perseveringly pursued? 1t must be
SO, or human society could not endure.
Yet am / powerless to help myself. !
am as am. and know nothing In my
self for which ! should reproach my
self.
To be Continued.