The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-03-31

1 sQ WttH CdtlSfHy sne HaG tHTOW1 UHf- self at Lord Steyne's feet and begged him to loan her the money. He had promised to do so the next morning, when she would fly to the reEsne of her, "cher monstre."
 There was a tone in Becky's note that jarred on Rawdon. His suspi- ciens were aroused He hurriediy wrote a few lines to his brother, Sir Pitt and dispatched 1t by the niessen- ger,
 Sir Pitt being away, this note fell into the hands of his wife and 1t was the gentle Lady Jane who came 10 the rescue of the prodigal. It was 9 o'clock at night when he was released at last and walked home rapidly. When he came opposite his own house he fell trembling against the railing and gasped for breath, The house was blazing with light and there was the sound of music and laughter in the drawing room. Letting himself in with his nightkey, Rawdon found Becky at the piano and Lord Steyne bending over her beating time to her song. A fire was burning on the hearth and neat little supper for two was laid out on table. Ali the servants had apparently been either sent away or to be-.
 Becky was in full toilet and blazing with gems. She gave faint scream when she saw Rawdon's face. Lord steyne, with an attempt at a laugh, said. 'Taow do, Crawiey7"
 There was that in Rawdon's face which caused Becky to fling herself on her knees crying out that she was innocent before God she was innocent. Lord steyne thought a trap had been laid for him. "You innocentT he cried. why, every trinket you have on your body has been paid for by me. have given you thousands of pounds | t~h Ma1 La away, sir, and let me pass"
 Rawdon struck the peer twice and flung him bleeding to the ground He made Becky strip off her jewels and. tearing a diamond brooch from her breast, he threw it at Lord Steyne, Ing a scar which the Marquis wore to his dying day.
 Then, in all her trouble and bitter anger, Becky admired her husband strong, brave and victorius. This was the end of the Crawleys' pleasant little establishment In Cur zon street. Rawdnn wanted to light a duel with Lord Steyne; but the affair was prevented Finally the Colonel accepted an appointment as Governor of Coventry Island He held his tongue and departed for his place of honor. after setting aside portion of his salary as an annuity for Becky
 
 of Lady Jane.
 Though Rawdon held his tongue. the world did not. Poor Becky fled to the Continent, where she led a wandering | life. When she had money she gam hled. and she drank when she had either money or credit.
 While Becky had been flying high in London society on nothing a year, poor Amelia had been living In the greatest penury. After her husbands death she had become mother Ald now, with her little boy and her aged father and mother, she was living in squalid lodgings at Brompton on the proceeds of little fund which Dob bin had made up for her, preteBdin g that it had been left by George. Cdd Osborne refused to bA reconeiled to his sons widow, but offered to take the boy, little George and bring him up. It was a miserable life that Amelia led, but she could not part from George at first. Finally she did so however-''regularly starved out" as old Osborne elesantly put it--and the boy went to the luxuxry of his grandfather's home Dohbin departed for India.
 Before leaving, he offered himself to Amelia; but she looked at the picture of the departed George, wept and re- fused him.
 Jos was also in India He had set- tied comfortable annuity on his fa- ther, but the elder Sedley had imme- diately sold it to get money for some of the many fruitless schemes by which he sought to retrieve luis fallen fortunes
 It was Q long, cruel time for Amelia But after many bitter days her mother died and Jos came pack. Dobbin re- turned soon afterward. Then old Osborne died. leaving half of his
 
 charged with an annuir es f5,00o to Amelia.
 Jos had retired froln the service of | the Honorable East India Company c very wealthy man and so all had as much money as they knew what to do with.
 old MT. sedley dying, Jos and Amelia took young George. now grown a stFapping boy, abroad for tour and, of course, in their train came hon est Dobbin.
 The travellers were sojourninR at the little German town Uf Pumpernickel | when Jos, happening to stroll Into the gambling room of the town hall on a festal night. met there shabby little woman wearing a mask and playing desperately for small stakes at the l roulette table.
 It was the psrsecuted. the exilsd. the mallgned Becky.
 She recognized Jos at once took him aside. revealed 10 him her identity and told him a sad and effective story of her trials and tribulations. If ever there was perseouted virtue in this world 1t was right Il ere, embodied in an exaggerated form in Mrs Rawdon Crawley. And when she told how her little Rawdon had been torn shrieking from her arms by her heartless perse- cutors, not only Jos but Amelia was moved to compassion and the little ad- venturess found a haven of rest which she sadly needed with her dear, dear friends of former days.
 Oobbin objected, but Oobbi1 was not much listened to. So Amelia and he had a little quarrel and he departed for England-for which Becky was not at all sorry.
 Mrs, Crawley at once began to dom mate Amelia's household. For a while she was eminently respectable and rested quietly under the palm trees of this oasis in the desert of her ad- venturous life, But some of the friends of her days of wandering fouAd her out and insisted upon sharing the spells of the captured caravan with ner.
 A strange i1s of people began to .re- quent Alnelia's drawing rooms--nnon of M..