The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-08-11

carried her out into the air they saw that she was the Baroness Danglars.
 Nillefort arose from his chair and, staggering to his robing room. called for his carriage and hurried home dazed. He found his house in wild commotion In the room of Madame Villefort that unhappy lady lay dead. with her boy dead in her arms. She had left a note for her husband, say ing. So good a mother could not de- part without her son
 From contemplation of this horri- hle sight Vilefort rushed to the gar den, and, seizing spade. began to dig wildly, laughing and crying out It is here somewherei IL is here, l buried 1t here!" He was ravlng maniac.
 After the burial of Valentine Monte Cristo sought Morel and found that de- spalring youth. as he feared he would. preparing to take his own life.
 sir" said Morel coldly, mo doubt you did your best. but you must admit that you have deceived me with false hopes"
 .'Maximillian," replied the Count. your father was a father to me. and 1 will be a father to you. Promise mo that for one year you will live-and hope"
 'IIopew exclaimed Morel I now but promise. If q year from this day you will present yourself before me and are still of the same mind you are now. I will not only not prevent you from suicide, but will assist you in if. Meantime, l say to you. hope. And so they struck the bargain.
 The Count had one interview wsn Mercedes and her son. They had turn ee over all the fortune left by Gernand the proceeds of hls treachery to Ali, to works of charity.
 q have enlisted In the army for service in Algiers,1 said Albert. "I have taken my mothers name, which l will try to make respected If not famous The gov. l ernor offered me Il commission, but 1 l only asked that he should watch my ca 1 reer and promote me as | deserved" Mercedes" said Monte Cristo, "in tho l garden of the house in which my father 1 died Ut Marsellles. q house which now be- l longs to me. Is buried sum of money 1 which I was Intending for yotir dowry | In those days when l was Ednlo 1d Dantes. 1 have caused you much suffer- ing. l beg that yon will accept the house and the buried money"
 Mercedes thought q moment and then said simply. "f will accept" And sha who had once been the brilliant and bea1- tiful Countess de Morcerf lived and died in that house. living frugally upon that buried dowry and the help her Son gave ncr. The count uHfe oleitd HUI q ihi 5tt income, but she refused.
 year from the time when Monte Cristo made his compact with M2rei he met that young man by appointment at Marseiles, and taking him on bohrd yacht conveyed him to the island of Monte Crsto. When they were seated VI the mysterious cave. tho count sald "Maximilian, are you stil lof the same mind?"
 ''I am," replied the young man. Time has not assuaged my grief. l desire and am resolved to die"
 q have tested your fortitude undsr suffering" said the count You have been calm. 1 have tested your fidelity. | bade you hope. You shall realize your hopes'
 ne curtain hiding the inner cave was drawn aside and Haidee advanced, lead ing Valentine by the hand. I he dahshter of Vnlefort had not been dead She had been in trance. and as soon as she nad been placed In the tomb Monte cristo had taken her from it and revived her
 ', hen the raptures of the lovers at their reunion were over, the Count said:
 "Maxlmilian. all that Is in this case, III. houses in Paris and this island itself. are yours. l make you my heir. l haVs formally placed them in your possession. As for me, l have at last succeeded m getting from the Turkish government the fortune belonging 10 the father of Hal dee and r have reserved from all my wealth barely enough for my support. I now go forth alone and a wanderer as l have been all my life. I have tried to play the averaging angel of the Lord but God alone knows if 1 was not fnis- taken. l doubt sometimes l doubt. that l have greatly sinned In assuming So much 10 myself"
 Where my lord goes, I will go and when my lord dies l will die" said Hal dee, simply.
 Edmond Dantes looked at her He saw that Tn her eyes which told him that. perhaps, there might be happiness for him on earth yet.
 The next morning q servant informed Valentine and Morel that felucca an- ehored in tho harbor was at their 1is posal When they inquired for Haldee and Monte cristo, the servant pointed to a sail on the horion. speeding eastward.
 Next Sundays one-page classic will be Henry Esmond.' by William Makepeace Tnackeray.