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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1888-11-23, Page 7Nov, 23, 1888, THE BRUSSELS posT 'MONA'S G' OIGE,1 t3Y:1111S. AbleXANDER, _ :ere tette: la.e.t,• I her lips quivering. "Very well. Glee it to ine. Oh, yet; quite right," glancing at the tuldress. • "You Mott keep him informed of your whereabouts. Ws hard times for him, poor fellow, all this delay." The long , drive to Westbourne Villas passed almost in silence on Mona's side, To Mme, Dab. lsay silence was abhorrent, and she poured out much information respecting the changes she had made in her dwelling— the additional pupils promtedd her next tnontb. "I tun glad I have the rest of that one comparatively free. I can give a little time to you, my dear child, And here we •are, thank Cod! You will bo the better 01 11 up 01 toa, Mona was, indeed, thankful to have, so far, accomplished her purpose as to be un- der the repro( her only sympathetic friend; but her heart fainted within her tit the thought of the confession she had to make. If Mine. Debrlsay refused to harbor her, what was she to do? Meantime that busy woman flitted to and fro. Sbe stirred the already glowing fire, made the kettle boil up, infused the tea, and cut brown bread and butter with immense energy. "There now," said madame, placing a small table with a cup of tea and plate of broad and butter beside her young guest, "take that, and get warmed. Then you say your Rao, for I can see your heart is full, .l's like a ghost you are—an uneasy ghost, dear, that heen't contrived to de- liver its message." "I have no dale: of it," returned Mona, with a faint smile. "You describe what I Mel myself to be exactly." • Mme. Debrisay looked at ber with kind compassionating eyes, and stirred her own tea rellectively—romaining silent for an unusual length of time. "Now," she said, when the refection was finishea—"now, come, open your heart to me, dear, for I know you are hi trouble." "There, now, take that and (jet warmed." "I am, indeed," returned Mona, in & voice that faltered And shook in a way far, more touching than the most violent burst of tears "I have determined to break off my engagement!" "And you within a day of being his wife, if your dear sainted grandmother hadn't been swept away in a minute) No, I won't . listen to you. It's mad, and bad, and not like yourself at all! Who'd have thought you'd 10 00 cruel and false? I must say it, dear! Indeed, I knew there was misfor- tune coming, since 111(3(1 your vote. Alli my poor Waring! you deserved better at ..er, hands!" "I knew you would be angry," said Mona sadly, "hut I cannot help it. I cannot marry him, or any one. Life is too hard!" "Alt) then do you think you'll make it softer by keeping single? I know better. Weis cruel to a single woman that's poor, and pretty, and delicately reared, as you are. How do you mean to live? What can you do to earn a crust?" "Not much, certainly; but I have the will, and I ran persevering; and don't speak so cruelly, Deb, for I feel heart- broken." "God forgive me!" gal madame, solemn- ly. "He knows I would share my last loaf with yea, and will, too; but I am angry with you, my darling. You aro flying in the face of Providence, and driving an ex- cellent young inan to an early grave." "I do not think that, Dob. Nay, I sup- pose in a month or two he will be in love with someone else., I do not think he is the sort of man who will destroy himself for an ideal!" "Toll me the truth, Mona, my dear child. Are you in love with another—some poor creature you can't marry?" "No; in troth I am not. There is not a man on the face of the earth at this mo- ment I would willingly marry." "I believe yon, for I never knew yon speak falsely yet; but there is something under it all I can'e make out. Now, listen to me, If yon over cared for your dear, good, genereus grandmother, don't be in a hurry; just say your prayers and think, Believe me, it's awfully hard to pick up a living, especially wheti you haven't any- one to take yon by the hand. Take a day or two to think what you're doing." "X have done it, Deb," stretching outher hantl, and laying it on her friend's plump arm, "You posted the letter to him your- self, just 11011'.") "•Ald that was baso of you—base, to take my hand to deal the blow. I'll never fer- give you, never!" "Yes, you will—you must," rising and kneeling beside her, while she clasped her arms round her 'waist. "I have no one in the world to turn to but you, Deb, and cannot marry this man—I cannot, indeed!" "Don't be too sure of that, Now tellme, have you told Lady Mary?" "Not yet. I thought X would wait till had his answer." "That's right, He'll come and speak his answer hitneelf, or I am much mistaken, aral—ivell, we'll wait and see what it will be." "Ile will not hal me to my word?" "I am not so sure. Any way, I'il talk no more 10 5051 about hini this day. You are jI(8; tired and done for. We'll leave the matter to Heavell; and you must rest, Do 5011 1'0100031101 what you said in 'yollt 1011 .1001(5 letter?" "Yee. r told Mtn 1 was driven by my ceetichnother's position to accept Iran; that I was heartily etherne0 or flaying mattea ; him; that 1 bit it WM only just to tell him that I dld not, and eoilld not, love him es 01 wife ought to bee.; that 1 deeply deplored the pain 'I gave awl humbly begged Ids forgiveness; (hut 1 thanked him for his waxiness, and )(I.(V1 that be would fur - get Mr, and SoOti w. happy with some ege more worthy than myself," "Aid 1 know --the initial sort of thing. It would serve you right if he never re- plied, Ali! Mona, Mona! this is the big- gest mistake ever 50(0 211(140. Still, I'll not tura any back on you, my poor ehlld, and may be—may be your luele won't leave you yet." 5110 Og The change from the loxratous elegance of the Chase to Mme. Debrieay's London lodgings, was about as great no Call be imagined. Yet the house was not mean, The "widow Werner). " Who owned it had a Cer- tain refinement. Indeed of the usuel ex- . tremelV unlaced and unkempt "slayer." she had nn elderly servant of neat and im- , • ` g years, and Who Was rather 0 terror to aftne. Debrisay. The lodger who occupied tho opper tioor was a steady elderly city clerk, of remark- able punctuality and precision. StIll the tone of the homely dwelling was new to Mona, who had been accustomed to the aristocratic, if Barrow, nicety of her grand- mother's home, or the distinction of hor relatives' establiehments. Fatigue made her sleep so profoundly that it took some moments of waking con- sciousnms before she recognized where she wv.s. The sound of someone moving re- minded her that the was sharing Mme. Debristiy's room, mid presently that lady came out fully dressed 11001 10111111(1 a large Japanese screen, which converted one cor- ner into it dressing -closet. "And how (11(1 you sleep, dear?" "011, well; too we'll" exclaimed Mona. "Well, stay where you are. ru bring yon a cup of coffee and a bit of toast, for I have a long, busy day before me." She hurried away, and soon returned with n fragrant cup of cafe au Tait and a slice of buttered toast. "I'm off now, make yourself comfortable deur; there are tame books in the 'next room; with splendid stories in them, they make your hair stand on enol, and forget tho time. Good-bye, dear." Mona dressed slowly, and want into the sitting -room. It was a stormy, wet day. The lire bad been hastily loaded with coal, 0)11(1 1(0(1 succumbed to the loud. The hand- bell evoked a tall, hard -featured woman, with thick, grizzled hair, a spotless cap, and a dark print dress. "Tho fire's gone out?" she repeated, in a high-pitched tone. "I dare say madame thinks ooals '11 light of theirselves; she just pitches them on, whether there is a spark alive or not. I'll fetch a few sticks miss." The fire burning, the bean swept, and a few tidying touches bestowed on the room, made a vast improvement. Mona threw fierself into an arm -chair, and tried to think what was beet to do. The previous evening she had posted a few lines to the Chase, announcing her safe arrival; she might therefore postpone her next letter for twenty-four hours. Sho could hardly expect an answer from Waring till the next day. He was staying —not very far away—with the gentleman who had been his guardian, and for whom be had a great regard. She strove to swallow a morsel or two of the dinner set before her; she tried to gather the sense of an agouizing talo and interest herself in the tremendous perse- cutions of the heroine. All in vain. Time, however, 00315 Telling On; she might soon expeetMine.Debrisay. Four o'elockstruck when she bad gone into the bed -room to Beek for some piece of fancy work, when the sound of the front door -bell, followed by a step in the next room, made her hope that her kind hostess had returned. Going quickly in to greet her, she beheld Jane, the servant, in the act of lighting the gas, while by the window, looking pider—stern- er than she thought he could, stood. Leslie Waring! "Good morning," he said, stiffly, "I thought 1 would find you in." This while Jane pulled down the blind and retired. Then he made a step forward to where Mona stood, motionless—her trembling haxcls looked together, her eyes wide -opened, gazing at him. "Do you seriously mean what you have written here?" he asked, in a thick, Un- steady Voice, as he drew forth and opeued her letter. "Yes," she saitl; "I do," "Then I have a right to ask the reason of this sudden change. What have I done to deeerve it?" "You have deserved nothing bile good and gratitude from me," faltered Mona, sinking into a chair, aS sho felt her limbs unable to support her. "Then why do you desert ree?" "I 014(1 5011 inmy letter—the whole truth. I cannot love 501.1 US a wife ought to love." "We agreed to get over that difficulty. I hoped to win your affection if you were mite free from any other attachment." "And I ant, Mr. Waringl There is not a man in existence whom I would aoaept at this moment 13111"—she was growing calmer under the desperate necessity of explanation—"I also told you—what, in- deed, I blushed to write—that my grend- mother's wish, her Overpowering need, in- duced nie to consent to vhat, otherwise, I should not have accepted." "I understand. Then, Mona,yon have treated mo very badly. You toolt ivlien. I was necessary to yon; you throw me aside when you think you can do without mol And 1 love you sol I thought I was going straight into hen,von when you promised to be my wife I I had faith in yourpromiee to try and love mo; and, after all, you were Only sacrificing yourself to maintain your grandmother—a sacrifice you gladly escape as soon 108 50(1 cant You have broken your contract!" "You aro justly angry. I cannot defend myself. But, do you not think you will be happier with some woman fairer wid bet- ter than 111110, who will love yon heartily, tunl—" "No one will ever be so 13111 0123(1 good. as you 000011 110 11101 and as you reject me, how am I to believe any olio will love Me? You had every meson to love me, yet you could not" "Love cannot; reasen," "Than 5011 know what love itt?" cried Waring, sharply. "Them le something still 110 50111 iteertwhiell yott will not speak Out! Ali, ,Monal Why can /net pima) yen? Why 1010 3000 00 Cruel? You haVe dogrel/6d my lifel There 11010 Ma Passionate despair lo voice emit Ziona Was protollilaty darrrita She felt guilty, culpable, to the last de- gree; and wavering in her resolution—wish- ing, if postale, to do the right, thing, the stammered— "If—if you think it worth aerepting, I will retract that letter, and—and de 1115 best." 'Nol'' Interrupted Waring, with a Mani- ty of which the did not imagine hint cepa- 1)10, "You cannot endure ine! I do not want a victim! I love you too well for that. lint, ali, Mona! it is an agony to think yon will have to Mee the roughness of life! Whether you love me or not— whether you. desert Me or not—I would gladly give half I possess to shield you from all you dare to face. Promise you will let me help you if yon need help— promise, Mona!" "Surely," she cried, greatly touched— "surely Heaven has cursed you with some. thing 01 31 wornan's heart, or you would not feel so tenderly and generously for one who has pained and wounded youl I feel your superiority, and I humbly bog your forgiveness. I will alwaacs think of you as a true gentleman. May you And greater happinese than I could bestow. Here— take this back!" "Pray keep it" be said, as she held out her engagement -ring ot diamonds. "1 cannot, Mr. Waring; you must take ft bacic!" He thrust it on Ills linger. • "Then it is all over between us!" he said, passionately; "all quite over! Per- haps it is better so. It would have broken my heart to try In Vain to Win your love; and, dear as you are, 1)50101(1 not have you without it, Good-bye, Mona! you have taught Me bow unlovable I am; yet I might have made you happy." With a slight despairing gesture of the hand he turned and left her. She did not expect to be so eampletely routed, so ute terly ashamed. He was stronger and no- bler than she thought. Site had broken with ram, and she had lost him. She had offered to retract, and he had rejected her. "He will forget me soon," she told her- self. "To -day his bearing was dignified She laid out hoe enormoment-etag. (111(1 001015000, his feelings were (treaty moved —to -morrow his eye will bo caught by some One of the many charming girls he meets, and he will bo far happier than with ono whose heart is dead, like mine." She sat long quite still, thinking pain- fully, confusedly, Then she nerved her- self to seek her writing materials, and be- gin a letter to Lady Mary. She had not completed her difficult let- thr, {vhen Mine. Debrisay 011010 111. "I am quite done up!" sho cried. "Stich vile weather! I tv111 change my boots, and bo with you in a minute. But I have a new pupil, SO my Wednesdays will be well filled at Kensington. We'll talk over everything at tha." The kindly woman's horror and amaze- ment when felony, disclosed the dreadful fact that Waring had come to answer her letter in person, and had gone away in sor- row and inclig,nation, can be better imagin- ed than cleecribed. She was too deeply affected for speech. She pushed back her chair from the table, andsat a silent imago of grief. "And is there nothing to be done!" she ejaculated. "Dieu des Diewr! Ie was any last hope, that when he came himself and yeti saw pial face to face, drowned in sor- row, you'd have given way. How bad y011 the heart to ranee lsion again?" "I3nt he did not ask me, dear Dob. He very properly said ho did not want a vic- tim. 5 think more highly of him than I over diet before; but I am sure I have done right in toning as I have, aud ho will thank mo yet." For the rest or the evening altne, Debri- say kept ellen c e, 01 0011115 complete silence, Which (1109, of couree, pain au4 grief to her—while Mona finished and dispatched her letter. in (1110 time 10 Was answered, in rather a distracted fashion, by Lady Mary, Sho said she thought dear Mona must be under the influence of temporary insanity; that Sir Robert was going up to Londou to see What was really the matter; and that she prayed I -leaven there might not bo any se- cret mischief at the bottom of this utifor- Minato affair. The idea of facing Sir Robert alone was too much for poor Mona. "He will certainly be here to -morrow. Could you manage to stay at home dear, dear Deb?" she said, imploringly. "Well, and I don't wonder you are fright- ened to see him) He will be like a raging lion—small blame to him! There, don't turn so white. I'll write and put off my early lessots, for you may be sure lie will Come up hot foot the first thing M the morning to row us out of the place." As madame hnd anticipated, Sir Robert came between eleven and twelYe, A glance at his broad, usually good-humored face, showed how great was the wrath Ile had accumulated. He came abruptly into the room, and without a word of greeting, exelaimeil— "What the deuce is the meaning of your extraordinary conduct, Monet Have you mite lost yota senses?" "No, Sir Robert. I have been making up my mind to beak off my engagentent over since my grandmother died," the said, gaining courage when absolutely un- der fire. "By Gomel you ought to be ashamed to confess it. To throw oft a young follow that is a groat deal too good for yet, the 111011101110 pressing necessity was reamed, I never Aetna no linmiliated in my life all when Waring came to :week to mo last ragnt. 1,5 nates to become 01 you, ro ince to know?" "I w111 try 10 take eare 01 1(158(111 and not to trouble anyone." "Take cure of youreelft Why you have acted like a perfeet idiot 1 lraven't pa - llama to listen to you, ancl—and I wash my hands of you. I don't suppose 'Waring would accept any overt ure noiv." "And I shall eerteinly not make any," said Mona, quickly. "Then what la to become of you? You haven't a rap, and my (Worst/hall bo closed against you!" "But mine 010 01)031 to her," cad Mine. Debrisay, with dignity, wocpect, and 1 told Lady Mary so," he continued, without heeding her, "that there is some clandestine love /Moir under all this. You, have inherited your mother's taste for a low -born lona" "If I find as good a husband, I shell be fortunate," cried Mona, with eptrit; "nor should I be marrying beneath me. 1 have no wish to delay my kimi, good father." "Then, why did you drop his Immo?" "I did not; poor grannie mien 010 515017 second baptismal name before I knew what a surname meant; but from this time for- ward I will reatime my father's." "But you are known as n connection of my wit:el. I will not have you disgrace 11(15 (1114 1 win not support you, unless I I know We shall be spared that—" "Disgrace yon, Indeed!" cried Mme. Debrisay. "Who mentions disgrace in the same breath with Montes name? You are forgetting yourself, Sir Robert! You may have a right to be a ngry'perluips, but don't let your anger make you forget you are a 1 gentleman." Sir Robert looked at her amazed, then in a changed tone, and with a gleam of amusement in his eyes, he said— "111 seemed rude, I regret it. Your young friend's unprincipled conduct to a worthy gentleman—who interceded for her, madame, absolutely interceded for her—has irritated me beyond endurance." Mme. Debrisay bowed her forgiveness. "I only wish to stay here, and to be for- gotten," said Mona Sir Robert played with his watch -chain for a minute in silence. "5 believe it would be beet," ho said at last. "I renounce you from this time forth, nor will I allow Lady Mary nor my girls to hold any communication with you. I have a couple of hundred pounds still in my hands of Mrs. Newburgh's money, af- ter paying funeral expenses and other things. I will send you a check for it, and whatever belongs to you at the Chase." "I have already put everything together, antioipating this expulsion," said Mona. Sir Robert made a step or two toward the door, and paused irresolute. "rn give you another chance. Willyon authorize meto make overtures to War- ing? I'll do my best for you, if you vvill." "It is impossible I could consent to such a proposal!" cried Mona. "Then I have no more to Say, nor shall I ever see you again if I can help it" He turned to go. "Though you are so angry, Sir Robert, I am not the less grateful for all your kind- ness," sobbed Mona. "I do love Lady Mary and Evelyn dearly; it is a cruel punishment never to see them again." "I have no patience with sentimental bosh," he returned, harshly. "Your action proves how much of real regard you have for any of us." And seizing his hat he left the room. CTIAPTVII TII.—A NEW LIFE. Mona's boxes arrived in due time from Harrowby Chase, and a formal list of dis- bursements on account of the late Mrs. Newburgh from Sir Robert Everard, an companied by a check for a hundred and fifty-three pounds, thirteen and fourpenee, the balance due to her. "Those, dear Deb, there is my whole for- tune! Wlitit shall I do with it?" "We must take care of it, ma belie -- great care. Let me see. I had better lodge 11 10 my account, and I will give you an ac- knowledgmont that I owe you that amount. I am proud to say nave an account at a bank. Bogen with the Postoffice Savings Bank, clear; but as my connection grew, through your dear grandmother and others, I gathered enough tcarnove a step higher. I make a fair amount for four months of the year—more than I ever hoped to do once—then rather loss for four more—a trifle for two—and two don't count at all. If my health is spared, I hope to provide for my old age." "I know you are a wonderful woman, dearest Deb. But I =mot live upon you. What scheme had you in your head for me the other day?" "I will toll you. Now I am getting a name, people begin to bother MO to teach quite little children, and I believe I have reached that point where a few airs would do me good. So I shall say X' cannot un- dertake children under—al I'll fix an age by and by; but that I should like them to be trained for a year, or whatever time it suits to say, by my pupil and assistant; that I will see what progress they are making occasionally, and that they may be considered as under my tuition, though at half price. It will take, my dear, like wildfire. You are a very fair musician. We'll go into partnership, and make a good thing 01 11.," "What a splendid idea! Do you really think Scan teach?" "Not a doubt of it; but I can tell you it's horrid work, and needs the patience of Job. I begin to believe there is nothingon earth so rare as a good earl You will get on, I am certain, only don't be too anxious, Wasq a 010•1610 sensation Niglio her port legson, and be Mire You give voureall alt's The ovatvaalawseataravroomentaerctauslaavalarnliarF! 7 pUbliels a nettle that stings if it Is 100 ten- derly.tonehed." "Jani not naturally meek, but I Shall certainly feel anxious." "Have faith in yourself, clear; it's the only way to get on. Ilere's a hook ou teaching the piano, 111 German. You study it, and follow it. Practice up a few of your noisiest pieeee. People mem to think you can teach mimic wall. your fin. (0015, instead of your howl. They are ero taken what a few gyeinasties on the key- boar "Yea, Deo,5 will practice diligently. 1 haven't touched the piano since poor gran - time you began. You have a pretty tomb and a fluent anger. As to singing; come, let us try that duel, Signor Boccaricho taught you last winter. What ages 005(15 113(51 wintef seems to have gone!" "Ale! does it not?" said Mona, with a deep sigh, "Where is the book? I will begin my preparations at came. I must do credit to your recomraendation. 1 long to make a start in real life." Reality is a serious thing, yet it has its inspirations. The sense of doing real 010rk --of earning hard money, has a dignity in its laboriousness which scarcely anything else bestows; and Mona would have re- joiced in this now development of energy, had she not been so deeply wounded, Iter sucldeu, complete renunciation by her val- ued friends at Harrowby Chase cut her to the soul, especially as she felt she had in a measure deserved it. Her bitter disup• poratment in Lisle was more regret for the lose of an illusion than sorrow for a per- sonal bereavement, In her shore expert- ence of society, she had no friendships or intimacies save with Sir Hobert laverard's family. It was this abandonment that de- pressed and saddened. her. It was a cureme, trying sensation the giving of her first lesson. If the well- dressed, demure little (braise' to yell= it was administered only knew how awfully afraid her elegaut-looking teacher was of her, all chance of discipline would have been over. But silence, backed by gravity, is a splendid covet for nervousness; and Mona di(1 not utter a word beyond what teaching required, nor dici the ever feel the eame panic again. "She has iseautlful frocks, mamma," was the sentence of the little ten -year-old. "Her black cloth must be tailor-made—it fits like a glove; and she has such beauti- ful jet ear -rings!" Nor did the young lady doubt that a music teacher so attired must be deserving clSalici tha t aw tenstion1. 11e was f ally inaugurated soon after Christmas—that Christmas Which poor Leslie Waring had hoped would be so heavenly bright—which Mme. Deb- risay and Mona quietly and sadly cele, brated together. The former accompanied her young protegee to church, and enjoyed a particularly crisp French novel over the fire for the rest of the day; while Moun sat long at the piano, playing from memory and dreaming over the past She gave few thoughts of the future. So the days and weeks flew past, and Mona, with the bleseeci facility or youth, began to revive. A. simple life, plenty to do, the society of a kindly and amusing companion, are wholesome tonics. Mine. Debrisay was extremely amusing, She had been largely educated by observation. She was at once skeptical and credvlous; her mind was utterly untrained—yet a eer- tain keen mother -wit and largeness of heart made her juclgenent, on the ' whole, clear. She was still quick in temper, though it had been much chastened, and also extremely resentful of small slights. Things bad settled down to a regular routine. The depth of the winter Was over, and Parliament had met, and Mona had nearly as much to do as she could ac- complish without fatigue, though she was quite willing to do more, Madame even talked of making a little excursion to the sea -side at the dead season, if things con- tinued to prosper. Mona was returning late one afternoon, after one of her busiest days, She was weary, but more hopeful, though she was thinking. how this time last year the was looking forward to the mingled joy and terror of being presented. It was a little hard to bo so suddenly dragged down, and carriea away from all the gayeties and. pleasures, the society and distinction, that elle had enjoyed a few mouths ago, and to which she felt she should never return. Yet there WaS nO bitterness M her regret; she felt that she was singularly fortunate in having found such a friend and such a home. Her reflections were suddenly broken in upon by a familiar voice exclaiming—"By Jove! 11 30 Mona! Mona joseelyn I" and she found her further progress barred by Bertie leverard, dir Rabat's only 8011, 01110 WAS studying law, having no military pro- clivities, and thinking legal knowledge would bo useful in managing the family estate, which was by no means flourishing under his father's munificent rule, "Bettie! 1 never dreamed of meeting you," as though the ban which had fallen on her had been "banishment"—that an encounter between two inhabitants of the same town had been thereby rendered im- possible. "Nor 111(1 1. I thought you had emigrat- ed, or been sent to a penitentiary, Or 80000 such thing. You see, when anyone drops mit of sight in London, it is such a drop in the ocean, that he or she leaves no trace behind. lam quite. glad to see you. Come, tell mo all about yourself. Bvy has wept gallons 09201 701.1. She wanted to write, and the Lord knows what, but my mother strictly forbade her. You aro an awful black sheep, you know—a lost mutton." "Of course lam," said Mona, smiling. Sho understood hor cousiu'edrybliintness, • "But you mist acknowledge I have kept 1 out of sight and not troubled you," "Yes, it is mite true. 'Now I have met 'you, Tam amazed to find you still exist. How have yommanaged it, Mona?" • "Why trouble about details? I exist, and want nothing—that is enough. Now, toll I'M mine 110050. HOW is your dear mother? She was always so good!" "She 19 exceedingly fiourielthig andbusy, for Evelyn is going to bo married—very good mateh—to Lord Pinistoun. HO is a ' pleasant, easy-going fellow—rather an ase, but that will suit Ilvy. She hasn't much brains hermit," 80":11:,1:11S sense enough not to think she lute all the brains of tho faintly, 00.700 do, "Yes, I do, raul5 ran no great things af- ter all, Your troubles have not taken the ehavpedge off your, tongue, 111)00 5080013011," he said, laughing. "There is no Mies Joseelyn now, 11(1110 retooled 01550on% cfottstFrxileeun'enurut. It (50 10) 1253 "eta. cT 0 .41 .4; 1 0 2,2 0