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been revolving in my mind how TO
mark it and what memorial Of it to
give to you a pledge Of peace es-
tablished, misunderstanding done
away. l have been turning over my
desk as well as my mind, and have
found what is suitable. My uncle won
this at a shooting match. He was a
frst-rate shot
And the prize sald casper, ess
ALLEN into hands that make very
bad shots
What do you mean?' OH Barbara
laughed and colored. You led me In
to that mistake about yourself
This is the bad shot I mean,' said
Jasper: you have brought Miss Eve
here to me, and neither does Eve want
me, nor l her
Barbara opened her eyes very wide.
Have you quarrelledT she inquired,
turning to see the faces of Jasper and
her sister. Both were smiling a maIic-
iOus bumor.
Not at all. We are excellent
friends
You do not love Eve!
like Eve, I love somebody else
The color rushed into Barbara's
face, and then as suddenly deserted
1t. What did he mean? A sensa-
ton Of vast happine overspread her
and then ebbed away. Perhaps he
loved someone at BuckfastIeigh. She
plain downright Barbara-what was
she for such a man as Jasper had aD-
proved himself? She quickly re
covered her ELF and said, We were
talking about the pipe
Quite So answered Jasper. Let US
return to the pipe. You give it to me
your uncle's prize pipe?'
Yes, heartily. have kept it in my
desk unused, as it has been pre-
served since my uncle's death; but
you must use it; and I hope the to-
Dacco will taste nice through it.
Miss Jordan, said Jasper, you have
shown me such high honor that
feel bound to honor the gift in a
special manner. | can only worthfly
do so by promising to smoke out of
no other pipe long as this remains
entire, and should an accident befall
it, to smoke out Of no other not re-
placed by your kind self
Eve clapped her hands.
A rash PROMISE said Barbara 'Yuu
are at liberty to recall it. If were to
die, and the pipe were broken, you
would be bound to abjure smoking
If you were to die, dear Miss Jor-
/ W. h,,,
grave, and something far more pre-
cious than that
.What?;
Can you ask He looked her in the
eyes, and again her color come, deep
as the carnations that had strewed
her head.
There, there!' he said, we will not
talk Of graves, and broken pipes, and
buried hearts; we will get the pipe
to work at once, if the ladies do not
object
I will run for the Undertook said
Eve eagerly.
l have my amadou and steel with
me, and tobacco, Jasper observed:
and mind, Miss Barbara is to conse-
out Of it the first Whit of smoke
Barbara laughed She would do
that. Her heart was wonderfully
light, and clear of clouds as that
sweet, still evening sky.
The pipe was loaded; Eve ran off to
the kitchen to fetch a stick out of the
fire with glowing end, because, she
laid, she did not like the smell of the
burning amadou.'
Jasper handed the pipe TO Barbara
who, with an effort to be demure. took
it.
Are you ready: asked Jasper, who
was whirling the stick, making
fiery ring in the air.
Barbara had put the pipe between
her lips, precisely the middle of her
mouth.
No that will not do said the
young man; put the pipe in the side
Of your mouth. Where It is now I can
not light it without burning the tip of
your no e.
Barbara put her little finger into
the bowl to assure herself that it was
full. Eve was on her knees at her
sisters feet her elbows on her lap,
looking up amused and delighted
Barbara kept her neck and back
erect and her chin high in the air. A
smile was on her face, but no tremu
in her lip. Eve burst into a fit of
laughter. oh, Bah, you look so I'M
speakably droll!' But Barbara did not
laugh and let go the pipe Her hands
were down on the bench, one on each
side of her. She might have been sit
ting III a dentists chair TO have a
tooth drawn. She was a little afraid
Of the consequences, nevertheless
she had undertaken to smoke, and
smoke she would-one Whit, no more.
Ready? asked Jasper.
She could not answ because her
lips grasped the pipe with all the
muscular force of which they were
capable. She replied by gravely and
slowly bowling her head
This is our calumet of peace. is it
not. Miss Jordan? A lasting peace
never to be broken-never?
And she replied again only by a
serious bow, head and pipe going
down and coming up again.
Ready Jasper brought the red
hot coal in contact with the tobacco
in the bowl. The glow kindled Bar
bara's face. She drew a long, con-
scientiously long, breath. Then her
brows went up in query.
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