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LovcGiveS Itself
THE STORY OF A BLOOD FEUD
Blt ANNIkE S. SWAN.
"Love gives itself and is not boaght"--Longfellow.
CHAPTER IX.--(Cont'd.)
For the moment Alan Rankine, look-
ing into the depths of his sister's
troubled heart, forgot Carlotta. He
came to her side and looked down at
her with deep tenderness mingled with
a sort of wistful appeal.
"Father never spoke a truer word
than when he said a woman would
save Stair, and 1 beg you to help me;
if you go back on me I'm done!"
Instantly Judy's brief and righteous dear—let it for a terin of years to
anger melted as mist before the sun. the highest. bidder. For myself, I1 little forlorn smile.
A very woman , the appeal was one would not care—wiry should I? buts "I *have the confidence of a despe
r -
she could not possibly resist. Nay, it for you, Judy! Believe rue, 1 could go ate man, Judy. Iva never lived t211
stirred in her all the qualities of the down en my knees to you." now! I shall make good—there is no-
m. then -hear never happier' than "There is no need to do irhat," said tiring surer—or will perish in the at -
o t,tempt."
when ministering to the need of Judy, quite quietly, for when the worst, ,� p v„
is known, strength invariably conies And Car ott said Judy with a
little wistf al note in her voice.
"Carlotta understands. But go and
see her, Judy."
"I will. Perhaps 1 shall go to-
morrow:"
Very late that night, after she had
gone upstairs to her room, but not to
sleep, Judy was disturbed by,the sound
of %otsteps: on the gravel beneath her
window. Looking down, she discerned
kind to .her among ail these carping'
women at the i•4he$rsza:s" Promise me Nit
you will go?" ..:.�
"I will go. I must, Alert, if you be-
long . to one, anotlice, for I will never
lose you my deal', nor tairyt1wig you*"
love."
She spoke the words almost as a l
VOW relight have been spoken; and Ran-
kine, mighti y proved; stuolied to hiss
her.
"Now we must get to the sordid
side of things;"
"Don't tail it sordid, Alan!" pleaded.
Judy. "It is going to be a big thing
for us all, please God; the biggest in
the world!"
"VTell, the details,. then. Richard-
son suggested that, while Claud has to
be still at Cambridge, you should go
there and take a little house into which
you could. put a few personal things
you could take out of the house here..
Qlaud would: like to have you there,
and, though X. don't suppose..he will
care to live out of his college, he will
spen& most of his spare time with
you."' ,
"1 'should like that," said Judy,
doubtfully. ;Bt}t will there be money
enough'{"
"There ,:will be money for. that,
Judy; for we shall not let the place
unless they, are prepared to pay :Cor it.
And it will have to be soon, for Rich-
ardson says this .is the time people
"He has suggested a plata., and Pres- make inquiries about country places,
sure must be }nought to heaven ever) i and take them so 'thatthey may have
quarter. He suggests the sale of aon1e• the best of the summer and the shoot -
of the outlying farms; find he thinks' ing later."
he can raise the rest of the money "But it . would not be merely a
elsewhere.",
The tension of .Judy's face relaxed;
but, seeing no lightening of the gloom
on Alan's, she waited for• what was.
undoubtedly coming.
"We shall have to leave Stair, my
shooting tenancy, Alan?"
"No. It must be fora term of five
years, at least. I reckon it will take
that time for me to make good."
"You are very confident, my dear,
though not even sure of what port
you • will make!" said Judy, with a
others.
She reached up her arms, took his
face in her hands, and drew it down
to hers.
"Oh, Alan, boy, Ws been so miser-
able! You can't shut Judy out, you
musn't! Don't you remember you said
that day you casae hone we should
have to sink or swim together. Don't
let her put me out altogether, though
I am not going to be horrid to her.
I'll do my best. Now sit down and let
us talk it all over again from the very
beginning!"
Alandrew in his chair, conscious of
his own mighty relief.
And yet, how could he tell her that
which lay on him like a burden too
great to be borne? ---the coming parti-
tion of Stair.
"Judy,in life it looks as if some-
times
ometimes human beings were swept on
the bosom of a resistless flood. I can't
believe that this one thing that has
happened to me—the meeting with
Carlotta—should have been able to
work such a havoc! Peter will never
forgive me—I know that! But I did
not think, even when I' saw his blaz-
ing eyes last Sunday at the march..
dyke, that he would set himself out
deliberately to destroy Stair!"
"Has he done that?" asked Judy, in
a voice of curious quiet.
"He has. I've been to Richardson
to -day, and I saw the letter from his
lawyers, setting forth his instructions• : nothing to offer Miss Canyon. She
They are implacable."would have been better to stick to
"What are they?," _ peter."
"II had better tell you in blacl� an-
She laughed as she said that—the
white, Judy, for apparently you cant hollow, mirthless laughter which can
have known. Peter practically holds fall from lips the most distraught.
"Looked at from that standpoint,
she would. I' shall simply wait to see
that you and Claud are settled some-
where --Cambridge, be
eperhaps,w
tivhere—Ca
mbrid
g
,
best," he added, watching his sister
narrowly to see the effect of ,.his
words, "then I shall go abroad."
with that knowledge. "I should have
had to leave Stair, anyhow, before you
brought a wife to it. But what Hap-
pens to her, and to you? You have no
home to offer her, and where are you
going to live? What are you going
to do?"
A profound sense of the disaster
which had descended on her brother's
life swept everything else ' out of
Judy's practical mind. Thirty-two.
years of age,, without occupation, or
visible means of subsistence, having
just taken new vows upon ,himself, yet
without resources to meet them. Could
there be a sorrier spectacle, a tragedy
more acute?
"I must find a way out, July. There
isno occasion to trouble about erre."
But Judy was troubling.. Her mind,
alert and quick where practical details
were :concerned, imniiediately busied
itseif with the fresh problem:' What
could Alan do? She ran over in her
mind the ,possible .occupations open to
one who had ' had no training, who
possessed no technical knowledge
which would command'''s price in the
market -place of the world. Secretary-
ships—a factor's place—a subordinate
post in some commercial house which
the influence of his name might pro-
cure him—such was the meagre list.
"Alan, this is quite awful!" she
said, wringing her bands. "You have
Stair in the hollow of his hand. He
can take it from us at any moment,
because we owe him so much money
that we shall never be able to pay it."
"How much?"
"We didn't go into the absolute fig-
ures, though Richardson is to make
out the -full and exact statement and
"But not back to Bombay, surely?"
post it to -night. It may be anything she said helplessly.
between twenty and thirty thousand "God forbid. It will have to be.
pounds." somewhere where a man's strong arm
Judy, like one stricken, looked him is needed. The Far West, Judy. If
other men have made good there, why
not I?"
"You will leave us all, Alan? - You
would take her with you, and cut
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made pause, and stood looking towards, same day as received.
the spur.. of Barassie Hill. -
Then quite slowly ,h'e raised his arm,
as a man might do 'to .emphasize a
vow. As he- turned, and the moon-
light fell full upon his faee,••Jiidy's-
momentary horror was stilled; for it
was no vow . of vengeance he had
taken, vengeance to be- wreaked upon
The Lees,'but merely thevow a man
takes upon himself -. when . all the
pulses of his- being are stirred, and
he -mows that his manhood is a
Leaven -sent , heritage given for the
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CHAPTER X.
THE MELTING POT.
Next morning, at the breakfast-
table at the Clock ,Rouse, Carlotta
opened a letter addressed to her in
a handwriting she did not know. It
was enclosed in - a large square en-
velope, with a narrow black edge, but
had no crest or lettering on the flap.
When, however, she . saw the words
"Stair Castle, Ayrshire," her color
swiftly rose.
"Who's your letter from, Carlotta?"
her mother asked, watching her nar-
rowly.
Carlotta was quite - conscious .dur-
ing theedays da s of much "close scrutiny
on her mothers part, and, though she
in - the face.
"Twenty or thirty thousand
pounds!" she repeated in a low, hol-
low voice. "And he—and he—"
"He means i hts, tclose o pute passout of Yourself off from Stair for ever!"
serf his r
to as ,
„ ' gRankine sprang up as if he had
the plane' been stun Judysat forward half
"Oh, Alan, is there no way out? g'. which
Can't Mr. Richardson suggest any in affright, half in admiration,
thin thrilled at the sight of the mighty de
g - termination on his face. i
e. "No. And that will never happen,
Judy, that a Rankine would turn his
' ' back on Stair! I will o so that I
�'��� �„�"'���8�` iia g ,
ester - may save Stair, and come back to
�� ' `•- atone for the desolation I have
slip a praehme lit wrought. "You' speak as if I was in as
your poet wen much haste as Peter to be wed, but the
you o honkie to,* thing that has happened to Carlotta
niq,Ine and to me is as different from the t
Civcthe ya>Arr siei ordinary love affair's as cou'd well he
g,'
imagined. It is so different that 1
.oestrus sweet- for could never hope to explain it to you.1
pleasure iid•bene#• , We may never be able to. marry. She;
knows that we shalt have to wait for 4
years" But we seem to be lifted clean •
above all that• It is enough that wed
have met, and that we shall belong to
one another forever, even if wecan
never be rlan and wife."
Judy perceived that something had
happened which was not only rare,
hut which had lifted all this sordid.
tragedy clean out of the common run
oi' such tragedies' which work have,,
in the Bete of men and women.
"She knows, and she is willing to
wait! But isn't she most !rightfully
sad about it all? She must be,if it is
kis you say."
"Judy, you will go back to the Clock
House;' There is nothing hi the world
Carlotta wants so nitlek tis to see you
and talk with you. '•:She has put you in
a sort of shrine :ever situ you were
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did not altogether resent it, -yet it
troubled her. It was not so much that
she had something to hide, as that she
had many things • to think of, of which
it• was,impossib seaspeak: }Ion often
she blessed the coniplete.absorption of
her father in his own concerns, though
his sympathy would have -•flown to her
quickly.had. any appeal been :made
to it.
Carlotta turned the page. -
"My letter appears to be from Miss
Rankine at Stair, Is your coffee
right,• papa, or would yofi like some
more sugar?"
"It - is certainly right, my dear,
though t haven't tasted it yet: Stair,
did you say? Most interesting old
fancily history that, and it seems there
is a perfect labyrinth of underground
passages,. - one of them leading right
through. Barassie Hill to The Lees. I
have every intention of asking Mr.
Rankine to let me make -some explora-
tion there. It must be very.in.terest-
ing to live in a horse so reminiscent
of the past."
"What does Miss Rankine want?
She made herself -mostagreeable yes-
terday. ;Didn't I tell you that, Car-
lotta.?"
ar-
_
lotoa .,r
her mother asked.
"You did, mamma," said Carlotta,
an Ravin by this time run her eyes
He's turning and twisting and curving,
And weaving his way in and out;
I3is stunts , are breathtaking, unnerv-
ing,, -
And no one knows what lie's about!
Oneyou;
minute he's trailing behind ag •
The, next, he is darting ahead,
And kicking up dust clouds that blind
you, -
And knocking the speed limit dead!
He -toots and he • squawks and he
screeches, - -
To make others let him get by;
He cares not a hoot, so he reaches
The place he is bound for, on high.
a g
rapidly .over.. Judys note, she added,
"She wants me' -to go up to lunch to-
day at o'clock.'". -
"And will you -go?" asked Mrs" Car-
Lyon eagerly. "I suppose you had
better. It is very civil of her. She
easily have been nasty! I must hot temper.
Some day he'll be heading for heaven,
And then -he will step on the gas,
Intent cu -his share of the leaven And all of his brothers he'll pass; ,
And when he arrives • there. St. Peter
Will point to the regions below,
And he will reverse his speed-eater—
And head for Gehenna on low!
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15ldclhael Mooney— A motfern .o e o'
these frames wid: `God Bless Our
Horne' in ut." I
Nothing cools love so rapidly as a
THE HAI IMOCK,
FALLACY .
•'It le in' the sumnier'rihoriths, says a
writer in. Punch, .that the cult of the
himmieck fIourislies, Hanhrnacke .lhi-
•berii,ato; it is one of their few 'really
attractive attributes. the' popu-
larity of the hammock in summer is
largely the fault c the beo-haunted
gamier% school ,of story writers,. No
bee -haunted garden 1e.complete withe
put one.' In the cool shade oY the syca-
more the heroine reclines. gr,icefully
ie her biammock, keeping that school-
girl courplexion and waiting . for Sir
Reginald.
At the cottage we barrel a;bee.Iraunt-
ed garden, and at the first hint of sum-
mer Angela insisted upon completing
the picture. "We, must get a .ram
nock," she said. •
I looked up with my kind, tired smile
and gave her a tolerant ear. "Why?"
I asked.
"Gh, bocause it's summer and every-
body has one; and it's just the 'thing
for the garden; and they look so jolly
in tee pictures, and the Horrockshes
have got one;,,
"Then I suppose I must take tee
risk, I said, sighing. The-aHorrockses
are*Angela's dearest . friends, but it is •
unthinkable that they -should be a'1-•
lowed to remain a hammock ahead of
her.
"That's just the place for it, An -
gala„" I said more entbuwsdasticaliy
when we had "adjourned' to the garden.
"Between, the raspberry canes'and the
rhubarb. Or we might hitch one end
of it to that flowering lettuce and—"
"We really. -need some trees," said.;
Angela.
"Ah, yes' r Let usgiveour minds to
the' problem. I thunk sycamores are
the- beet for slinging hammocks,"
Angela looked a little dazed. But
we haven't any sycamores," sne sold.
"Not yet. But if we were to get a
hammock and lay it out fiat on the
ground and plant a sycamore seed at
each end and then wait a bit we should
one day have a beautiful pair of syca-'
more trees, just•the right distance
apart" You , see, Angela,—"
But Angela .had gone.
The hammock' arrived three days
later: Even as we went about the
task of assembling it there was .a sort
of ominous foreboding at the back of
my mind. aThe things fromwhich it
was to hang in default of trees remind- -
ed 'me too vividly of the tripod affair
over the witches' cauldron in .Macbeth.
Angela liaci no intention of allowing .
grass to grew : under her hammock
onto it was. in .position.. She arranged
a pile, of cheerful -looking cushions in
the bows, picked up the Japanese para-
sol and climbed. .enthusiastically on
board: I stood by ready to save the
women and children first.
-Perhaps she overdid the enthusiasm.
Whatever the reason, there was avio-
lent roll •to s'tarboard,. a convulsive
jerk, a faint scream, and the hammock
turned itself inside out and swung
idle and empty under,a pitiless sky:
"Was - anybody looking?" inquired
Angela. •-
"Fortunately only your husband," I
said.
"How did it happen?" -
"I suppose you tried_to mount from
the wrong side. A. hammock is prob-
ably.Iike a horse; it gets restive if
you try to get up on the - starboard
side. Try the part side whilst. I hold
its head." •
Angela advanced 'gamely to the at-
tack and repeated the performance the
other way round. The s'clfool•girl com-
plexion suffered most owing to the
loamy nature of the soil.
Bathing in Their .Clothes.
information
The interesting item of i
that thie Tibetan. Lamas now visiting
England indulge in but one wash a
year suggests a state of primeval sav-
agery to our Western ideas of what is
right and proper. ,Bat in various parts
of the world strange customs prevail
which, to the practical British mind
would be classed as sheer madness.
It Is probably news to many that
high -caste Hindus take their daily hath
with their clothes on! And yet it Is
a fact. Their rel
i ion
compels
them
to liave"a bath .daily.—They will neither
touch nor eat anything before heaving
their bath. It is consdclered indecent
to bath'e.nakee, even within their' own
houses, enad, a rich zeminnar er a pdor
Burman obeys the exams rule.
Men, women and -children are geein-
ally seen bathing in omen wells,tanks,
on sea,.Trores with dhoties on. A iheoty
is a piece' of white cloth a,bcut six to.
eight yards long, Wrapped round the
bode. After the •bath they ileet.wrap
a dry dlioty round them and let the
wet one slip from ,underneath, ,•:0: that "
they neither expose their body not let
tlio dry cloth let wet. rere,e when tra-
veling they, nanage;te have their. dai%Y.
hath at stet lone w'her'e. Inc' trains halt
tor about twenty minutes
Most of. the railway comean,.es have
wells near such stations • speci•aliiy for
th.!,e purpose, and'tbo spectr c1e of thin
strange religious lite being carried
tett' whir unfaiihng regularity le one.
which causes torn t5 to marvelat
5ue17, real.
Dominance Artiong Animals.
Ths irYeighb r--"W1iy don't you gc't
rid of drat •meanly" hou-n-d of yours.?
Ito's' Drily tt mongrel aiid nothing but
a Yittiiitli'0'e,1' -
Mr, Meekanmilee e"I wouldn't part
with him for any ,rid nay, Nuisance he
may be, Mongrel he is, But WS -the
carry haom.ber of riiv itoi,Rs,'ihol.d tl�lct re
ejieet�s aiid obCys "lick.'" `
Pio Shpglcin That.... ,.
Miss Young --"And you are not
smocked to - hear the Eskimos often
trade wives?" - -
Mrs. Gotleft—"Why should .I be,
when 'American wives are so often
sold?"
About the best cure for a swelled
head is a dose of common-sense.
•
say I think you have got off very
easi?y, every time. .Mrs:.Garvock and -1
her daughter behaved quite well too."
It was a tactless speech, but Car-
lotta
,
lotta was used to her mother's habits,
and did not permit it to disturb 1:er.
"A long walk,; isn't it? How wi1T.j '
you get there? -, She ;doesn't offer to;
send a -carriage for you." -
"No! Possibly they don't possess'
ode," answered Car otta, and her eyes.
were abstracted- as she folded the.
note and thrust it in her be"1;
(To be continued.)
Ideas Can Reveal Person's
Real Age.
The average man eanlr,ot grasp a
• new -idea after the thirtieth. birthday
' accorditrg to the siirpriyrn•g eleleteset
made in an address liere hm Alexan•
flet Wil an' head of the Choniical
Society, . lte
O4tr principal aiai is to get ieo r 1
to think and to appreciate the work
constantly being done by' chem!ste and
scientists toward the advan cement of
civil teatime' eaid .Willi ani,s.
"Butt we are forced to go back 1.0 tits
childrenin the schools to ancouiplinlr
this burro e, for we brave found that
it le practically intpcssible to get .a
new"idea,into a mans head after he is
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