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HOLMES,
indulged, selected from the basket
the very coarsest, ugliest sock she
could find, stretching out the huge
fracture at the heel to its utmost
.extent, and attacking it with a
right good will, while Mark, with a
comical look on his face, sat watch -
ug her, and her checks wee° growing
very red, while her hatred of him
limas increasing, when he said, abrupt-
ly: "You follow my mother's custom,
I see. She used to mend my socks
gin 'Tuesday nights."
"Your mother mend socks!" and
.Helen started so suddenly as to run
;the point of her darning -needle a
!long way into her thumb, the wound
' bringing a stream of blood which she
tried to wipe away with her handker-
•chief.
Bind it tightly round. Let me
show you, please," Mark said, and
ore she was aware of what she was
,doing, Helen was quietly permitting
the young man to wind her hand-
kerchief around her thumb which he
held in his hand, pressing it until
the blood ceased flowing, and the
?sharp pain had abated.
Perhaps Mark Hay liked holding
that small, warn hand, even though
it were not as white and soft as
Juno's; at all events he slid hold it
lentil Helen drew it from. him with a
'quick, sudden motion, telling him it
would do very well, and she would
'not trouble him. Mark did not look
as if he had been troubled, but went
back to his seat and took up the
cohversolion just where the needle
had stopped it,
"Aly mother did not always mend
herself, but she caused it to be done,
and sometimes helped. I remember
she used to say a woman should
know how to do everything pertain-
ing to a household, and she carried
•out her theory in the education of
my sister."
"Have you it. sister?" Helen asked,
now really interested, and listening
intently while Mark told her of his
'only sister Julia, now Mrs. Ernst,
whose home was in New Orleans,
though she at present was in Paris,
.and his mother was there with her.
"After Julia's marriage, nine years
ago, mother went to live with her,"
he said, "but latterly, as the little
Ernsts increase so fast, she wished
for a more quiet home, and this win-
ter she is coming to New 'York to
keep house for ate."
Helen thought she might like
Mark's mother, who, he told her, had
been twice married, and was now
Mrs. Banker, and a widow. She
must be different from Mrs. Camer-
on; and Helen let herself down to an-
other degree of toleration for the
man whose mother taught her daugh-
ter to mend the family socks. Still
there was about her a reserve, which
Mark wondered at, for it was not
thus that ladies were. accustomed to
receive his advances. He did not
?guess that WIlford Cameron stood
between him and Helen's good opin-
ion; but when, after the family came
in, the conversation turned upon
Katy and her life in New York, the
secret came out in the sharp, caustic
manner with which she spoke of New
York and its people.
"It's Will and the Camerons,"
Mark thought, blaming Helen less
than he would have done, .if he, too,
had not known something of the
'Cameron pride.
It was a novel position in which
Mark found himself that night, an
inmate o1' a humble farmhouse,
where he could almost touch the
Ceiling with his hand, and where his
surroundings were so different from
what he had been accustomed to;
but, ratlike Wilford Cameron, he (hid
not wish himself away, nor feel in-
dignant at Aunt Betsy's old -fashion
ed ways, or Uncle I' phraim's gram
liar. He noticed Aunt Betsy's odd
!ties, it. is trite, and noticed Unel
Ephrailn's grammar; but the sight o
Helen sitting there, with so muc
dignity and self-respect, made hi
look beyond all else, straight int
her open face and clear brown eyes
where there was nothing obnoxiou
or distasteful. iter language wa
correct, her Seamiers saving a littl
stiffness, lady -like and refined; an
Tdnrk .enjoyed his situation as ser
invited guest, making himself s
agreeable that. Uncle Ephraim forgo
his hour of retiring, nor discovers
his mistake until, with, a loud yawn
Aunt Betsy told him that it wa
half -past nine, and she was "despu
sleepy."
Owing to Helen's influence titer
had been a change of the olden cus
tom, and instead of the long chap-
ter, through which Uncle Ephraim
used to plod so wearily, there wer
now read all theEvening ening Psalms, Aunt
Betsy herself joined in the reading
which she mentally classed with tit
"quirks," but confessed to hersel
that it "was most as good as the
Bible."
As there were only Prayer Books
enough for the family, Helen, in dis-
tributing them, purposely passed
'Miu'k by, thinking he might not care
to join them. But when the verse
came rot,nd to Helen he quickly drew
his chair near to hers, and taking
one side of her book, performed Ms
part, while Helen's face grew as red
as the blossoms in her hair, and her
hand, so near to Mark's, trembled
visibly.
"A right nice chap, and not an
atom stuck up," was Aunt Betsy's
mental comment, and then, as he
often will do, Satan followed the
saintly woman even to her knees,
making her wonder if "Mr. Bay
hadn't some notion after Helen."
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Morris should have Helen, "though
if 'twos to be it was, and she should
not go aght it;" and while Aunt
Betsy thus settled the case, Uncle
Jiphrcauht's prayer ended, and the
conscience -smitten woman torose from
her knees with the conviction that
"the evil one had got the better of
her once," mentally asking pardon
for her wandering thoughts and pro-
mising to do better.
Mark was in no haste to retire,
and when 'Uncle Ephraim offered to
conduct him to his room, he frankly
answered that he was . not sleepy,
adding, as he turned ' to Ilelen :
"Please let me stay until Miss Len-
nox finishes her socks. There are
several pairs yet unde rlied. I will
not detain you, though," he continu-
ed, bowing to Uncle Ephraim, who,
a little uncertain what to do, finally
departed, as slid Aunt Hannah and
his sister, leaving Helen and her
mother to entertain Mark Ray. It
had been Mrs. Lennox's first inten-
tion to retire also, but a look from
Helen kept her, and she sat down by
that basket of socks, while Mark
wished her away. Awhile they talk-
ed of Katy and New York, Mark
laboring to convince Helen that its
people were not all -heartless and
fickle, and at last citing his mother
as an instance.
"You would like mother, Miss Len-
nox. I hope you will know her some
time," he said, and then they talked
of books, Helen forgetting that Mark
was city -bred in the interest with
which she listened to him, while
Mark forgot that the girl who ap-
preciated and understood his views
almost before they were expressed,
was country born, and. clad in home-
ly garb, with no ornaments save
those of her line mind and the sparkl-
ing face turned so fully towards
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A CO him.
"Mark Ray is not like Wilford
C,atneron, Helen said to herself when
as the cloak was striking eleven she
However Slight bade rohiomm , goaondd-noigphetninagnd hwrenwindow
she leaned her hot cheek against the
wet casement and looked out upon
the night, now so beautiful and clear, I
for the rain was over, and up in the
heavens the bright stars were shin -
ng, each one bearing some resembi-
Ince to Mark's eyes as they kindled
mad grew bright with his excitement, '
•esting always kindly on her—on Ilel-
'a, who leaning thus from the Win -
low, felt. stealing over her that feel- I
ng which, once born, can never be
lune forgotten.
Iichen did not recognize the feeling,
or it was a strange one . to her.
he was only conscious of a sensa-
ion half pleasurable, half sad, of
which Mark Ilay had been the cause,
and which she tried in vain to put
undo. And then there swept over
ler at feeling of desolation such ; tts
tihe had never experienced before, a
priming from living all her life in
ilverton, as she fully expected to
lo, and laying her head upon the
ittle stand, she cried passionately. '
"'Phis is weak, this is folly," oho
nddenly exclaimed, as sire became
onscious of acting as Helen Lennox
vas not wont to act, and with a
trop effort she dried her tears and
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rept quietly to bed just as Mark
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vats falling into his first sleep and
reaming of smothering.
MAY TURN INTO
BRONCHITIS.
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g cold,
ever slight. If you do not treat it in time t
it will, in aU possibility, develop into :
bronchitis, pneumonia, asthma, or some i
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other serious throat or lung trouble. r
On the first sign of a cold or cough it is f
•advisable to cure it at once, and not let S
it run on for an indefinite period. t
For this purpose there is nothing to
.equal Dr. Wood's Norway Fine Syrup, ,
ei remedy that has been universally used 1
for the past twenty-five years.
You do not experiment when you get it. ss
Mrs. Louis Lalonde, Penetanguishene, t
;,Ont., writes; --;"When my little boy was , I
two years old he caught a cold which
turned into bronchitis. I tried 'every- c
,thing to core him, even to doctor's medi- ' I
Cine, but it did him no'good. One: day sc
'•'it was advisedto '
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`•Pine Syrup a trial,: and before he had half (1
n bottle used, he.was cured. i would ad -
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'.vise all mothers to try it, as good results P
t illfoow. y' home is never without b llMj it
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See that you get "Dr. Wood's," as
, there' are numerous imitations. It is
. put up in a yellow wrapper, a pins trees
-the trade mark; 'the price, 28 and 60
Junta. Manufactured only by The T.
Helen would not have acknowledg-
truth notto
yet it was a tl
d it, and
e denied, that she staid next morn -
mg a much longer tittle than usual
efore her glass, arranging her hair,
which was worn more becomingly
than on the previous night, and
which softened the somewhat too in- '
teilectual expression of her face, and
made her seem more womanly and
modest, Once she thought to Wear
to light buff gown in which She
oked so well, but the thought Was t
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repudiated as soon as formed, a d
donning the scone dark calico sh
would have worn if Mark had no
beenthere,she ,
finished her Hirllpl
toilet and went down stairs, just as
Mark came in at the side door, his
heads full of water lilies, and hi
boots hearing marks of what ho had
been through to get them,
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"Early country
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air x healthful,'
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he said, "and as Ido not often have
a chance to try it, I thought I would
improve the present opportunity. So
I have been down by the pond, and
spying these lilies I persevered until
I reached them, in spite of mud and
mire. There is no blossom I like so
well. Were I a young girl I would
always wear one in my hair, as you
sister slid one night at Newport, an
I never saw her look better. Jus
let rue try the effect on you;" an
selecting a half -opened bud, Mar
placed it among Helen's braids a
skillfully as if hair -dressing were on
of his accomplishments. "The effe
is good," he continued, turning her
blushing face to the glass and asking
if it were not.
"Yes," Helen stammered, seeing
more the saucy eyes looking over her
head than the lily in her hair. "Yes,
good enough, but hardly in keeping
with this old dress," and vanity
whispered the wish that the butt had
really been w ern,
"Your dress is suitable for morn-
ing, I ant surd." Mark replied, turn-
ing a little mere to the right the
lily, and noticing as he did so how
very white and pretty was the neck
and throat seen above the collar.
Marl;! liked a pretty neck, and :,e
was glad to know that Helen hod
one,though th glh why ho should care was
a puzzle. He could hardly have an-
alyzed his feelings then, or told what
ho did think of Helen. He only knew
that by her efforts to repel him she
attracted him the mere, she was so
different from any young ladies he
had known—so different from Juno,
into whose hair he had never twined
a water lily. It would not become
her as it did Helen, he thought, as
he sat opposite her at the table, ad-
miring his handiwork, which even
Aunt Betsy observed, remarking that
"Helen Was mightily spruced up for
morning," a compliment which Helen
acknowledged with a painful blush,
while Mark began a disquisition up-
on the nature of the lilies generally,
which lasted until breakfast was
ended,
It was arranged that Mark should
ride to the cars with Uncle Ephraim
when ho went for Katy, and as this
gave him a good two hours of leisure,
be spoke of Dr. Grant, asking Helen
n are spryer than I. Co through In
e cars and find her."
t ± Mark know there was plenty 0
e ,made
i11( and ar •
i t an . o h he tour t t r of th
cars, but found, alas, no Katy.
'".She's not there," was the repay
s carried to the poor old man, wh
tremblingly repeated the words: "No
there, not coupe!" while over his ag
! fahe there broke look h of u
a l cw touch
big sadness, which Stark never for
got, remembering it always Inst a
he remembered the big tear drop
which front his seat by the window
he saw the old man wit e away with
his coat -sloe c, as whispering softly
to Whitey of hie, disappointment he
unhitched the horse and drove away
a !one.
"May be she's writ. I'll go and
see," he said, and driving to their
regular of:ice lie found a letter direct-
ed by Wilford Cameron, but written
• waiting for the train, "I hope for
the hest, but it may be Natty will
I die. If you think so, tell her, nh,
• it'll her, of the hotter world, and tusk
if she is prepared? I cannot lose her
t in heaven,,,
• And this was all the message Moe.
1 cis Sett, though his heart avid pray -
•s urs went after the rapid train which
• bore Hetet safely. onward. until Hart-
ford was reached, where there was a
tl long detention, so that the dark
wintry s y night had closed over thc
city ere Helen reached it, timid, anx-
ious, ious, and wondering what site should
do if Wilford was not there to meet
her. •'Ile will he, of course." she
kept. repeating to herself, looking
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s by Katy; but he could not read it
e t hen, and thrusting it into his pocket
ct he went slowly back to the home
u here the tempting dinner was pre•
pared and the family waiting so eag
erly for him. Even before he reach-
ed them they knew of the c'isappoint•
hent, for from. the garret window
Helen had watched the road by which
be would cone, and when the buggy
appeared in sight she saw he was
alone.
There was a mistake; Katy had
missed the train, she said to her
Soother and aunts, who hoped she
might be right. But Katy had not
missed the Pain, as was indicated by
the letter which Chicle Ephraim with-
out a word put into Helen's hand,
locating on old Whitey's neck while
she rend aloud the attempt at an
p•• t do whichK• hurried-
lylana n Baty had ht rh ied-
ly written, a stain on the paper
There a tear had fallen, attesting
l:,.distress at. the bitter disappoint -
1 -Wilford did not i now of the other
letter," she said, "and had made ar-
r•tngtnhents for her to go back with
hien to New York, inasmuch as the
house was already opened and the
servants there wanting a ihvad; be -
s les that. Wilford hitch been absent
se• lung that he could not possibly
si 'p at Silverton himself, and as he
w add not think of leaving without
Ins., even for a few days, there was
no alternative but for her to go with
him on the boat directly to New
York. I am sorry, oh, so sorry, but
,uctecd I am not to blame," she add-
ed in conclusion, and this was the
nearest approach there was to an
admission that anybody was to
blame for this disappointment which
rut so cruelly, making Uncle Ephra-
im cry, as out in the barn he hung
away the mended harness and cover-
ed the new buggy, which had been
bought for naught.
".1 might ha a had the overcoat,
for Katy will never conic home
again, never. God grant that, it's
the Cameron pride, not hers that
kept her front us," the old man said,
as on the hay he knelt down and
prayed that Katy had not learned to
despise the home where she was so
beloved.
Katy will never come to us
again," seemed the prevailing opin-
ion at Silverton, where more than
Uncle Ephraim felt a chilling doubt
at times as to whether she really
wished to conte or not. If she did,
it seemed easy of accomplishment to
those who knew not how perfect and
complete were the fetters thrown
around her, and how unbending the
will which governed hers. Could
they have seen the look in Katy's
face when she first understood that
she was not going to Silverton, their
hearts would have bled for tho
thwarted creature who fled up the
stairs to her own room, where Est-
her found her twenty minutes later,
cold and fainting upon the bed, her
face as white as ashes, and her hands
clenched so tightly that the nails left
marks upon the palms.
"It was not strange that the poor
child should faint—indeed, it was on •
-
ly natural that nature should give
way after so many weeks of gaiety,
and she very far front being strong,"
Mrs. Cameron said to Wilford, who
was beginning to repent of his deci-
sion, and who but for that remark
perhaps might have revoked it.
Indeed, he made an attempt to do
so when, as consciousness came back,
Katy lay so pale and still before
him; but Katy did not understand
hire, or guess that he wished her to
meet hint more than half the way,
and so the verdict was unchanged,
and in a kind of bewilderment, Katy
wrote the hurried letter, feeling less
actual pain than did its readers, for
the disappointment had stunned her
for a time, and all she could remem- •
her of the passage home on that same
night when 'Mark Ray sat with Helen
in the sitting room at Silverton, was
I hat. there was a fearful storm of
rain mingled with lightning flashes
and thunder peals, which terrified the
other ladies, but brought to her no
other sensation save that it would
not, be so very hard to perish in the
dark waters dashing so madly about
the vessel's side.
CTIAPPEIt Xi%I
New York, Ilecember 16, 18—.
if she did not suppose he would call
round. lichen thought it possible,
and then remembering how many
things were to be done that morning,
she excused herself from the parlor,
and repairing to the platform out by
the back door, where it was shady
and cool, she tied on a broad check
apron, and rolling her sleeves above
her elbows, was just bringing the
churn -dasher to bear vigorously upon
the thick cream she was turning into
butter, when, having finished his
cigar, Mark went out into the yard,
and following the winding path carne
suddenly upon her. Helen's first im-
pulse was to stop, but with a strong
nerving of herself she kept on while
Mark, coming as near as he dared,
said to her: "Why do you do that?
is there no one else?"
"No," Helen answered; "that is,
we keep no servant, and my young
amps are stronger than the others.','
"And mine are stronger still,"
Mark laughingly rejoined, as he put
Helen aside and plied the dasher him-
self, in spite of her protestations
that he would ruin his clothes.
"Tie that apron round me, then,"
he said, with the utmost nonchal-
ance, and Helen obeyed, tying her
check apron around the young man's
neck, who felt her hands as they
touched his hair, and knew they were
brushing queer fancies into his brain
—fancies which made him wonder
what his mother would think of Hel-
en, . or what she would say if she
knew just how he was occupied that
morning, absolutely churning cream
until It turned to butter, for Mark
persisted until the task was done,
standing by while IIelen gathered up
the golden lumps, and admiring her
plump, round arms quite as much as
he had her neck.
She would he a hello like her sis-
ter, though of a different stamp, he
thought, as he again bent down his
head while she removed the apron
and disclosed more than one big spot
upon his broadcloth. Mark assured
her that it did not matter; his coat
was nearly worn out, and any way
he never should regret that he had
churned once in his life, or forget it
either; and then he asked if Helen
would be in New York the coming
winter, talking of the pleasure it
would
be to meet her there, until
r
lichen began to feel what she never
before had felt, in desire to visit Katy.
in her own home.
"Remember if you come that I am
your debtor for numerous hospital-
ities," lie said, when he at last bade
her good-bye and sprang into the
covered buggy, which Uncle Ephraim
had brought out in honor of Katy's
arrival,
Old Whitey was hitched at a safe
distance from all possible harm.
Uncle Ephraim had returned from the
store near by, laden with the six
pounds of crush sugar and the two
pounds :of teal old Java he had been
commissioned to purchase with a
view to ICaty's taste, and now upon
the platform at West Milverton he
stood, with Mark Itay, waiting for
the arrival of the train just appear-
ing in view across' the level plain.
"ft's fifteen months since she went
away, he said, end' Mark saw that
the old man's form trembled with
the excitement of meeting her again,
while his eyes scanned eagerly every
window and door of the ears now
slowly stopping before hint. "There,
there!" and he laid his hand nerv-
ously on Mark's shoulder, as a white,
jaunty feather .appeared in viavr; but
that was not Katy, and the dim
eyes ran again along the whale line
of the cars, front which so many Were
alighting.
But Katy did not come, and with
e long breath of wonder and disap-
pointment the deacon said: "Can it
13 she it aeiee„I►?_ • :'LAigi inane you
To Miss Helen Lonuox, Silverton,
Mass.:
Your sister is very ill. Come at
soon as possible.
W. Cameron.
This Was the purport of a telegram
received at the farm -house toward
the close of a chill December day, and
Helen's heart almost stopped its
beating as she read it aloud, and
than looked in the white, seared faces
of those around her. Katy was very
ill dying, perhaps—or Wilford had
never telegraphed. What could it I
be? What was the matter
Had i1 (
b
nen somewhat later, they would
have known; but, now all was conjec-
Lure, and in a half -distracted state, t
Helen made her hasty preparations
for the journey of the morrow, one
Hum sent for Morris, hoping he might
offer some advice or suggestion, tot
her to carry to that sick room in
New York,
"Perhaps you Will go with ne,'.
Tielen said. "You know Katy's cote
stitution, You might save her life,"
Tint Mortis shook his head. if 114
was needed t hey alight send and he
would come, but not without; and
so next day lie ecu'ried Helen to the
cars, saying to her as they teens
tlroutut iii dismay, as passenger after
passenger loft., seeking in stages and
street ears al. swifter passage to their
homes.
"1 shall soon be all alone," she
said, feeling some relief as the car
in which she was stated began at
last to move, and she knew she was
being taken whither the others had
gone, wherever that might be,
"Is Miss IIelen Lennox here?"
sounded cheerily in her ears us she
stopped before the depot, and Helen
uttered a city of joy, for she recog-
,tised the voice. of Mark Ray, who
was soon grasping her hand, and try-
ing to reassure her, as ho saw how
she shrank from the noise and clam-
or of New York, heard now for the
first time. "Our carriage is here,"
be rtai(i, and in a moment she found
I.nrself in a close -covered vehicle,
w:th Mark sitting opposite, tucking
the warm blanket around her, asking
if she were cold, and paying those
memberless little attentions so grati-
fying to one always accustomed to
act and tltilik for herself.
Helen could not see Mark's face dis.
tinc'tly; but full of fear for Katy,
she fancied there wits a, sad tone in
his voice, as if he were keeping back
something lie dreaded to tell her
and then, as it suddenly occurred to
her that Wilford should have met her,
not Mark, her great fear found utter-
ance in words, and leaning forward
so that her face almost touched
Mark's she said, ."Tell me Mr. Ray,
is Katy dead?"
"Not dead, oh no, nor very dang-
erous, my mother hopes; but she
kept asking for you, Lind so my—
that is, Mr. Cameron sent the tele-
gram."
There was an ejaculatory prayer of
thankfulness, and then IIelen con-
tinued, "Is it long since she was
taken sick?"
"Tier little daughter will be a week
old to -morrow," Mark replied; while
ilelep,- with an exchtmatiott, of sur -
?rise she could not repress, sank back
into the corner, faint and giddy with
the excitement of this fact, which in-
vested little Kitty with a new dig-
nity, and drew her so notch nearer
to the sister who could scarcely wait
for the carriage to stop, so anxious
was she to be where Katy we::, to
kiss her detmt• face once more, and
whisper the words of Iove she knew
she must have longed to hear.
Atte-struck, bewildered and half
terrified, Helen 100110(1 up at time huge
brown structure, which Mark desig-
tlattt'(1 as "the place." It was so
loft}, so grand, so like the Camer-
ons, and so unlike the farm -house
far away, that Helen trembled as she
followed Mark into the rooms flood-
ed with light, and seeming to her
liar fairy land. They were so differ-
ent from anything she had imagined,
so match handsomer than even Katy's
o seri; tions had implied, that for
the moment the sight took her breath
away, and she sank passively into
the choir Mark brought for her, him-
ssif to .fug hr'• muff and tippet, and
t:ot!r,g, us he diel so, that. they were
bot. mink, m r vet. Russian sable, but
well-worn, heli -kept titch, such as
Juno would la .gb at and criticise.
l:ut TIelen's dross Ives a matter of
smell moment to Hark, and he
thought more of the look in her dark
eyes than of all the furs in Rroad-
wee% es she stud 10 biers. "You are
Ivry I' iud, lir. Maty. I cannot thank
you enough." This remark had been
w rung from IIelen by the feeling of
he,u'•sickee.s w1tkh swept over her,
a • s'm thought how really alone she
should be (here, iii her sister's house.
on this first night. of her arrival, if
it wore 1,01 for Murk, thus virtuuliy
taking the place of the brother -in -
le w•, who should helve been there to
greet. hr•r.
"Ili w•as with Mu's. Cameron," the
srrtuni said, and taking (mitt a card
,tltu4< wrote down a few words, and
handing it to the seism nut who had
bout looking c •riously at Helen, he
vote limed standing until a step was on the stales and 11'i:ford ennui
(,i htl3 in.
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poet how Helen's blood boiled as she
detected the omission and imputed it
to hilten(10(1 slight, feeling glad when
he excused himself, saying he must
go back to Katy, but would send his
mother down to see her. His moth-
er, 'Then she was there, the one
whom IIelen dreaded most of all,
whom she had invested with every
possible terror, hoping now that sa-e
would not be in haste to come down.
She might have spared het:s'hf anxi-
ety to meet a person who, could she
have had her way, would not have
been there at. all.
From the first moment of c•on-
seiouseess after the long hours of
suffering Katy bad asked for Helen.
"Sind for Ilelen: I nm so tired,
and she could always rest me." was
•her reply, wheu asked by Wilford
what lie could do for her. "Send for
Helen; 1 wtutt her so much," she haul
said to •11rs. Cameron, when she
'carte. repeating the wish until a con-
sultation was held between the moth-
er and son, touching the propriety of
sending for Ilelen. "She would be
of nu use whatever, and might excite
our Katy. Quiet is highly important
just now," Mrs. Cameron had said,
thus veiling under pretended concern
sse Katy her aversion to the girl
whose independence in declining her
dee. s-utuitker had never been forgiven,
and whom she had set down in her
'•lied as ruche and ignorant.
f her coming would do Katy harm
(..'e one*ht• not: to come," Wilford
thought. while ICaty in her darkened
re.iin tweeted on--
`4ei: I Sc,' sister Helen; please send
1'01 sista.). Helen."
At l,act• on the fourth day, Mrs.
pinker, M(u•k Ray's mother, cane to
time house, and in consideration of
the strong liking she had evinced for
Katy over since her arrival in New
York, and the great respect felt for
her by Mrs. Cameron, she was ad-
mitted to the chamber and heard the
plaintive pleadings, ':Send for sister
Ifelen," until her motherly heart
was touched, and as she sat with her
son at dinner she spoke of the young
girl -mother moaning so for 'Helen.
Whether was et t it I a. 'H'ark's great pity
for hety, or whether he was prompt-
ed by some more selfish motive, we
do not profess to say, but that he
was gr(•(l.tls excited was vary evident
Pala his manner es he exclaimed:
"Why not send for Ilelen, then
She is at splendid girl, and they idol-
ize each other. 'Palk of bey injuring
Kitts, that's all a humbug. She is
just. fitted for a nurse. llmost the
sight of her would cure one of nerv-
ousness. 8.1NSS„ she is so t calm 1111 alld quiet.”
'1'14y was what 'Shirk said. and the
next Scorning Mrs. Banker's carriage
stood at the door of No. -- Madison
Square, p
while B
its. I
anker herself
was tnlkIng
to Wilford in the lahrary,
and urging that Ilelen he sent for as
once,
"it may save her life. Site is more
feverish to -day than yesterday, and
this constant asl'ing for her sister
will 'rear her out so fast." she add-
ed, and that last argument prevail-
ed,
Hehen was sent for, and now sat
waiting in the parlor for the coming
of Mrs. Cameron. Wilford did not
mean Katy to hear hint as he whis-
pered to his mother that Helen was
below; but she did, and her blue eyes
flashed brightly as she started from
her pillow, exclaiming:
"T ant so glad, so glad! ICiss me.
Wilford, lorl
because cc s
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she know?
Have you told her •?
Wasn't she Surprised, and will she
come up quick?"
They could not quiet iter tit once,
and only the assurance that unless
she vtere more composed, Iielen
should not see her thas night, had
any effect upon her; lilt when they
told her that, she Iay back' upon her
pillow submissively, and Wilford saw
the great tears dropping from her
hot cheeks, while the pallid lips kept
softly Whispering "Helen." "then the
aistw' love took another channel, and
she said:
;She has not been to supper, and
Phillips is aiaa;:s cross itt eatrae.
Will somebody see to it. Send Est-
her to hoe, please. Esther knows
and is good-natured• "
"Brother will do all that is neves-
sage. She is going down," Wilford
said; but Katy had quite as much
fear of leaving Helen to "mother" as
to Phillips, and insisted upon Esther
until the latter came, receiving num-
erous injunctions its to the jaun, the
suveetne:ets, the peaches, and the cold •
ham Helen must have each one being •
rementl,ered as her favorite. e
Wholly unselfish, Kitty thought no="
thing of herself or the effort it cost .
her to care for Helen; but when it ,
was over and Esther was gone, she t
seemed so utterly exhausted that
Mrs. Cameron did not leave her, but
staid at her bedside, until the ex •
-
treme paleness was gone, and her
eyes were more natural. Meanwhile '
the supper, which as Nasty feared had
made Phillips cross, had been ar-
ranged by Esther, who conducted
IIelen io the dining room, herself
stanching by and waiting upon her s
because the one whose ditty it was
had gone out for the evening, and
Phillips had declined the "honor,"
as she styled it.
There was a homesick feeling tug-
ging ate:Helen's heart when she tried :
to eat, and only the certainty that
Katy was not far away kept her
tears back. To her the very grand-
eur of the house made it desolate,
and she was so glad it was Katy
who lived there and not herself as
she went up the soft carpeted stair-
way, which gave hack no sound, and
through the marble hall to the par -
lots where, by the table on which her
' cloak's and furs were lying, a lady
stood, as dignified and unconscious '
as if she had not been inspecting the
self -same fur which Mark Ray had
observed, but not, like him, thinking
it did not matter, for it did matter ,
very materially with her, mmdl a smile '
of contempt had curled her lip as
she turned over the tippet which
Phillips would not have worn.
"I wonder how long she means to
stay, and if Wilford
will hate to
take her nut," she was thinking, just
as appeared Helen 1
1 p in the door and
advanl•ed into the room.
Th- herself. it was easy to slight
Helen I.,'nnox, lout in her presence ,
Mrs. Cameron found it very hard to
appear :IN cold and distant as site
hod neseit to do, for there was
something about Helen whieb com-
manded her respect, and she went
Herten• d to meet her, of'erir:; her
her hated and saying cordiallc;
"SI s Lennox, I presets' --my
dun'' r ' r p
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Veleu lied not eepected this, and
tete wa:ai slush which came to her
c::et'..s ,,nine her vele handsome. as
site returned Mrs. ('aun'ron'a greet -
t •, andi then tusked re
u t • nla
r-
ly for Katy than she had set done.
l'Or a while ihec talked together,
hire. Cameron not fug carefelle every
item of Helen's attire, as well as the
purity of her language and her per-
fect repose of manner after the first
stiffness had passed away.
•'Nutntmtlly a lade as well as Katy;
there must he geed blond some-
where, probable On the Leltlnx side,"
was Mrs. Cameron's private opinion,
while Tielen, after u few moments,
began to feel far more at ease with
fits. Cameron than she had done in
the dining room with Rsther waiting
ul her, and the cross Phillipe stalk-
i'or, nitre through the room for no
n t 'ms;ihle purpose eseept to get a
si'rh
t(of
her.
Helen wondered at hereat, end
l`is. l'ameran wonlered ton, trying
to decide whether It were ignorance,
i-onc,•rt, obtuseness, or what which
made her so self-, assessed when n she
rias etpected to appear so different.
"Strung -minded,,' was her final de-
, inion, as ape said 51 last, "no pro-
mised Katy she should see you to-
me,rht. Will you go notes,"
Then the color Ieft'Helen's face and
lips and her Baths shook perceptibly,
for tae knot,ing Rhe wan soon to
meet her sister minerted her: but by
the tilde the door of iCctt,''e room
soneiseeti,s
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