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shall look to you, Cousin Stuart,"
,Miss Cbarterie observed, as she fastened
Iter groves again, "to initiate me into
the mysteries .of country life. I intend
to dabble• in farming, milk the cow,
toss the bay; pienie in the fields, and
get quite burned and brown.."
Stuart laughed a little constrainedly.
Ile was thinking of his picnic for next
Wednesday, and wondering whether he
could induce his cousin to be kind to
Margery. His mother, for some un-
accountable reason, 'did not appear to
like the girl.
"We must get a native of Hurstley
to act as cicerone," he responded, break-
ing off a leaf from sheer wantonness.
"I have been away, so long, I have al-
most forgotten eny home."
"What are you going to do, now you
are back?"
"Nothing -that is, nothing definite.
Yon see, my father is very shaky, and
I
must relieve him of .some of his du -
thee My mother has a strong wish
that T should stand for Chesterham."
"A parliamentary earreer?" question-
ed i ane. "How would you like that?"
"Not at all," Stuart answered, frank-
ly. "Legislation is not my forte. I
am. if anything, a sportsman."
"English to the backbone! Cousin
Stuart. I am disposed to like you."
"IP that truer" Stuart asked, gravely.
Vene turned and met his gaze, then
laugh ed softly.
"True.? Of course it is; are we not
cousins? Tho liking, however, must not
be altogether on my side."
"have no fear," the young man began,
but at that moment the dinner gong
sounded,•and this sentence remained un -
fin iseed.
Vane Was led by her cousin, and they
were even yet mere amicable during
the•tnoal, to Mrs. Crosbie's intense sat-
iafaction. She made no effort to inter-
rupt the merry conversation of the
,young people, and contented herself
with now and then joining in the flow of
remirlseenses in which her husband and
Lady Charteris were indulging.
Squire Crosbie was a tall, thin man
with a worn, almost haggard face. Lte
pret ailing expression •was kindly, but
week. and he turned instinctively to his
wife: for moral support and assistance.
Stuart dearly loved his father. The gen-
tle student disposition certainly was not
in harmony with his own nature; but he
had never received aught but tender-
ness and love from his father, and grew
to think of him as s, feeble plant that
• required warmth, and affection to nour-
• ish it. His feeling for his mother was en-
tirely different. He inherited his strong
spirit from her, the blood of an old
sporting family flowed in her veins. She
was a powerful demineeriug woman, and
Stuart had been taught to give her
obedience• rather tlhan love. Had he been
permitted to remain always with his
mother, bis nature, although in the ab-
stract as strong as hers, might by force
of habit have become weakened and al-
tered; but, as soon as he had attained
]ds majority, he had expressed a deter-
mination to travel, and in this was see-
onded for once most doggedly by his
father. Those two years abroad did him
CM infinite amount of gond; but to Mrs.
Crosabie they did not bring unalloyed de-
• light. •I•Ier son had gone from her a
child obedient to her will, he returned a
man and -submissive only to his own.
Ladye Charteris resembled her brother
the squire; but the iutellectnal light
that gleamed in his eyes was altogether
wanting in leers. Her mind was evidently
fixed on her child, for even in the thick
of a} conversation her gaze wonld wan-
der to Vane and rest on her. She was
heartily pleased now at her daughter's
brightness, and whispered many hopes to
Mrs, Crosbie that this visit might bene-
fit the delicate nerves and healtih.
Mrs, Crosbie nodded ;amenity to theta
remarks. She was occupied with her own
thoughts. Stuart must marry; and whom
could ho find better, search where he
aright; than Vane Charteris for his wife?
Beautiful, proud, a wonau wlao had
reigned as a social queen ---•in every way
she was fitted to become the mistress of
Crosbie Castle. She watched her son
eagerly, she saw the interest and auimir-
ation in his face, and her heart grew
glad. Of all things Mrs. Crosbie bad
dreaded during those two years' ale
settee, the fear of an attraction or en-
tanglement had been most frequent, and
not until she saw hien so wrapped up in
this cousin Vane did she realize indeed
that her fears had been groundless.
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CHAPTER V.
"Get on your bonnet, child, and trot
away! I shall be content till you corse
.back."
"Mother, I don't like to leave you to-
day, you seem se weak. Miss Lawson
will not mind -let me stay with you."
Mrs, Morris put out her weak hand
and caressed the soft silky hair.
"No, no, child, shepersisted, gently.
"You must go to yer lessons. Reuben
will be 'ome directly; he'll make me a
cup of tea; don't you worrit yourself.
It's yer day of German, too, and I want
you to be well got on by the time her
ladyship comes home."
Margery rose slowly .from her knees,
"Well, I will go," she said, regret-
fully; "but let me make you comfort-
able. There is your book -why, you are
getting on quite fast, mother! -and here
are the grapes Mr. Stuart sent, close to
your thttnd."
"Heaven bless him for a kind, true -
hearted gentleman! Ah, there are few
like him, Margery, .my lass!"
"Ile is good, indeed," replied the girl,
a. soft spot of color appearing In her
cheeks. "Now, I will go; but first of all
I will run into Mrs. Carter's and asic her
to come and sit with you."
She bent and kissed the transparent
cheek, tied on her sun -bonnet, took tp,
her books, and, with a parting smile,
watt out of t'he door -way.
tier message delivered at Mrs. Car-
ter's cottage, Margery went slowly up
the hill, past the wall inclosing the wood
on vast the gate leading to the Weald,
Sir Hubert Coningham's country -house,
on and on, till she reached the village.
The rectory stood a little way beyond
the school -house, close to the church,
end, by Hite time she reached the side -
gate, Margery had learned her lesson
by heart: The heat was quite as great
as it was on the afternoon she walked.
to Farmer Bright's, now four days ago;
and she Iooked round anxiously at the
sky, dreading a cloud until Wednesday
was gone and the picnic with Mr- Stuart
a thing of the past.
Somehow Margery found her lesson
not so delightful to -day; her attention
would wander, and Miss Lawson had to
repeat it question three times in one of
three moments before she got a re-
sponse. The governess put down the
girl's absence of mind and general lint
less manner to the heat, and very kind-
ly brought the lesson early to a close
and dismissed her pupil.
Margery for the first time gave vent
to a sigh of relief when she received
permission to go horse, and she saunter-
ed. through -the- village • almost. wearily-
She was gazing on the ground, ignorant
of what was going on about her, when
the sound of ponies' feet and the noise
of wheels behind her caused her to turn,
and, lodking up, she saw Mrs. Crosbie,
seated in her small carriage, close at
hand,
"Good afternoon, Margery," Mrs. Cros-
bie said, in her haughty, cold manner,
am glad to have met you. How is your
rnother t"'
"Good afternoon, madame, replied
the girl, calling Mrs. Crosbie by the
mune the village always used, and bend-
ing her head gracefully. "Thank you
very much, but 1 ani afraid mother is
very bad to -day; 1 did not want to
leave her, but she insisted. She grows
very weak."
"Has Dr. Metcalfe seen her to -day?"
"Yes, madame, but he said nothing to,
me -he looked very grave."
"1 was going to send her down some
beef tea and jelly, hut as 1 have met
you, it will save the servant a journey.
(:let in beside Thomas; 1 will drive you
to the castle, and you can take the
things to your mother."
Mrs. Crosbie pointed to a scat beside
the groom. She was for seine reason al-
ways annoyed when she came in contact
with tilts girl. In the first place, Mar-
gery spoke and moved ae her equal; she
never dropped the customary enurtesy.
nor appeared to grasp for an instant the
the magnitude of the castle dignity. Mre.
('rosbie was wont to declare chat the
girl was being ruined; that Catherine
Coningliatn had behaved like an idiot;
that, because the child had worn deli-
cate clothes and the dead woman had
seemed in every way a lady, Margery
should be brought up and eclueated as
such was preposterous. it was all ab-
surd, Mrs, Crosbie affirmed, a mere sha-
dow of romance. The letter in the moth-
er's packet had pininly stated her posi-
tion ---sloe was a maid, and nothing else,
and alt speculation as to an honorable
connection was ridiculous and far-fetch-
ed. Mrs. Crosbie did not quae'nel with
Lady C'oningliani for rescuing the baby
from the work -bailee -charity she up-
held in every way -but she maintained
that Margery should have been pieced
with the other children in the village
she should. have learned her A, 13, C
with Mrs. Morris as her child, and that
school, and that the story of the rail-
way accident and her mother's death
should have been carefully withheld
front the child, Now, the girl's head was
fatll of nothing but herself. The mistress
of a lady, forbore even to expresa this.
fit for no station, and consequently
would come to no good.
Margery was ignorant of all this; lett
she was never entirely comfortable in
Mrs. Crosbte'a presence.. The well had
within her the germ of pride every whit
as great and strong as that possessed
by Stuart's mother. Hitherto she had
had no reason to intreneh .herself in this
natura/ fortress, for tell tlee village loved
her; the simple-rninded folk tooked upon
her as'being .above theta; the very fae.t
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eyes. So the girl had received kindness,
in many eases respect;,'and she was as
happy as the lark,. save. when a wave of
mournful thought, bioiught back the
memory of her mother•.
Mrs. Crosbie wronged, her. Margery
had not a spice of arrogance In her come
position -site and only 'the innate feel-
ing that she was not of'.the village class,
and, with the true deliea•ey and instlnct
of Crosbie Castle opined that she was
There was plenty of sabre on the front
seat, but Mrs. Chrosble ewoulcL not have
dreamed of bidding the'girl to sit there
--she relegated her to.tivhat she consid-
ered her proper ptaeeamong the ser-
vants. Margery's face?flushed alittle.
"If you will allow Md," she said, with
her natural grace, "1 twill walk up to
the castle, thank you 'very much."
"Do as 1 tell yottee pommancleci Mrs.
Crosbie, quietly. "ittolttas, make room
for Margery Daw.", ,
Margery bit her lip and hesitated a
moment, then the ,rneinaiy of the poor
airs; woman at home ciente to her. if
she offended inaclevee':=other would
have no more delicaefes, t o, without an-
other word, she stepped;ixt mud;+was driv-
en_.brfekly eeltatetajekeetetaaetteout She sat
veryquiet beside letatNergroom, arid,
opening her bectitheeimeeellect04 01
short German stories; e,aoo11 lost leer
vexation in their drihigitts,
Mrs. Crosbie weenie -tidy pleased with
herself for bringing 't is girl to her level,
and she was deterrmineet to lose no op-
portunity of eontineing it in the. future.
As they stopped at'•tita.lodge gates she
turned to Margery: •
"Get down and go along that path
to the back part of the House. and wait
in the kitchen ti11.4 amid for you."
*Margery obediently descended, and
turned down the sidcpath as the poniee
started off along the eiveeping avenue to
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the'eastle entrance. Why wasllaclaune
so stern ane['llr. Stuart so kind? 5.far-
gery pondered as elm walked on. lead
elm doue anything wrong? leer mind
accused her of no fault; she could there-
fore arrive at no solution of the mys-
tery,
The path she was following was one
used by the gardeners, and she seen ar-
rived at a small gate which, on opening,
led her to the paddock and kitehen-gar-
dens. Margery toiled through the heat
ate to the court -yard, and, after crossing
this, entered a large door standing `wide
open.
The cook and her handmaidens were
indulging in five o'clock tea, and the
nsist'ress of the kitchen rose with genial
hospitality to press Iter visitor to par-
take .of some, too.
"Now do!" she urged, as Margery
shook her head, "lr: ou look fair fagged
out."
"No, .thank you, Mrs. Drew," Margery
said, simply; uneonseiously ,!te recoiled
from accepting anything that came trout
Mrs, Crosbie. "1 am not really tired.
Madame has driven me here from the
village. 1 alts to take some tbbhgs back
to mother. 11 you don't mind, I will
trait outside -it is rather lint in here." -
"Ay, do, child," the enol: answered;
and she handed out a lnrge stool. 'Tut
this just in the doorway, and you'll
catch a little draught."
1A'ith a snide Margery took the stool,
and. placing it in a steady corner, sat
down and began to read. The court-
yard stretched along a quadrangle lead-
ing to the stables, and, looking up now
and then from her book, Margery caught
glimpses of the castle horses lazily
switching their. tails in elm comfortable
()bathe. The pony -carriage was driven in
while she waited, and she watched with
much interest the small, sturdy pontes
being unharnessed and led astray. it, was
a quaint, picturesque spot•• -tete low -
roofed stables, tihe larger roach-hi,use, ,a
lourtion of the gray -.stone eaetle jutting
out its the distance, with a background
wf branches and faintly -moving leaven.
Margery ehut her book and let her eyes
wander to this clear blue sky seen in
pttches through tete trees. She felt
cool in her little nook, and enjoyed the
rest. 'i be groom had discarded hi:; smart
livery, and, in emnpnny with siuother lad,
was bss,aily employed in elctening the
pony -carriage, the hissing eonsnd with
which he accompanied `nit movements
not sounding unmusical front a (detente;
and Margery found ltereelf smiling at his
exertions and the confidence that hail
sueeeedee his bashfulness. Suddenly,
while she was watching therm, site saw
the groom and his weeniest:me draw
themselves up and salute some one; and
then the next moment a figure cause
round the corner —21. figure in while ten•
nis costume, tvitlt a white silk shirt and
large, flapping hat. Margery felt her
cheek,; grow warm, then they es quickly
cooled. Another figure stood beside the
toll
one of the roan, n dainty, delicate,
lovely form in a dress; of ethereal blue,
holding a large sunshade of the same
color' above her ibeaue1f s) h+rade
Unconsciously Margery felt her heart
t,ink."Never lied she teen so fair a vision
before; alai the sight of those two fig-
ures, aso well matched and so close to-
gether, brought a strange, vague pain to
her, the natures of whirls ;he could not
guess. She dropped her eyes to her book
again, and shrunk back into her corner,
hoping to escape notice. She was too
far ;may to hear what was said, and site
began to breathe freely again near a few
minutes, when the fa,nt sound of it mus-
ical laugh was borne on the air anal the
tear's of a deep, elate v011'' she knew
well came nearer and meteor. She pulled
bc'r sunbonnet well over her eyes anti
bent still lower over her beak as the
voems drew closer.
"If you are 11! atter this, Cousin
Vane." she heard Stuart say, "I shall
never forgive. myself. The heat is ter-
rific. you know. are you quite sure you
can manage it t"
"Quite,," answered the woman's voice.
el" want to see this poor e1.t;,+gig; beeides,
you tell me it is just as far bade again
:1' tuned this way,,'
,`,lest as tar. Weil, here we are! Poor
hair ('!tyles, 1 hope the old fellow is bet-
ter."
The two figures came into sight; they
avers' about six yards from Margery, and
were waking slowly. aim could sec the
deiicete blue drapery, the sies:cler gaunt-
1etrd hand, though she did not rain, her
eyesc; and she drew back into her corner
with a nervous dread such ars she had
never felt hitherto.
his, (.'rosbie led iris eonsin to a small
outhouse immediately faring the kitchen
door, anti was about to open the door,
when, looking round, he saw Margery.
Hie face flushed for an instant; then,
before his cousin could perceive it, his
etubarvassment me gone.
"'There, Vane," len said ensily, open-
ing the door and pointing to a hsrge
Golly lying on a heap of dean straw.
"Don't be afraid; he won't hurt von.
Poor Sir Charms- poor old fellow!"He
stooped and tool: up a bandaged paw.
"T shall here you about in a day or
two. He wants some fresh water. Mar-
gery" --he left his consin's side a little,
and looked straight at the girl sitting
up its the corner --"Margery, will you
kindly ask one of the maids to bring me
some warier for air Charles?"
Margery put down her book without
n word. went indoors, brought a jug,
then walked to the well a little to the
gest, and, 9saviug Ailed ethe jug, ap-
proaebed hint.
"Thank you. Why did you trouble,
Margery'?" said Stuart courteously.
"How is your Mother to -day?"
",Sha is no better, Mr. Stuart, thank
you," returned Margery, in her clear
refined voice. "I and waiting for some
things madame is kindly going to send
hex."
Vane Charteris had tanned at f;he•firet
lolled of the girl's ynice, anti she was
•alinoet alarmed at the beauty of the
• time .before her, lteeide the golden
glory of that heir, the depthe ref path-
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transparency of that skin, her own
prettiness simply faded away. She not-
ed the grace and ease with which Mar-
gery moved, and immediately conceived
et violent dislike to this village girl.
"Vane, let me present to you one of
my old playfellowsMargery law. You
were wanting some one to point out all
the beauties of Hurstley- I am sire no
one romuld do that half so well as Mar-
gery"
Mate Charteris bent Iter head and smil-
ed et her cocain.
"Many thanks, Stuart; bet you for-
get 'we have planned to discover tihe
mysteries of the country together with-
out any assistance -a spice of adven-
ture is always charming"
Margery turned away, with a bow to
Stuart -she diad not speak, or look at
his companion -and she overheard Miss
Charteris say, with a scornful laugh, as
she walked back to bur seat:
"Dear Cousin Stuart, you shntrld be
more merciful; that girl's hair is so
uainfully reel, it makes me quite uncom-
fortable in this heat."
Margery did not (sear the 1'eply-her
lips were quivering and her hands trem-
bling with mortification -and, when idle.
looked up again, the hensekeeper was
handing her a basket, and the coueine
were gorse.
"Methane sends your mother some
beef tea. as bottle of brandy; and some
fruit a.nd jelly," said the bousekeeper,
closing the brisket lice. "It is rather
heavy; and minae you carry it carefully;
Can yon manage it?"
"Yes," said Margery steadily. •'1'hattic •
yon; T ant much obliged."
She turned with her heavy lend and
walked across the court yard, her heart
no lighter than her basket.
That lovely looking stranger had made
fun of hen -fen -and to ?ser. Stuart?
Perhaps he had lausghed too. 'The
thought was too painful. And was she
not a sight? Look at her old pink
gown, well washed and mended, her
clumsy boots, her sunburned hands. The
memory of that dainty figure looking
like a fairy in her delicate garments
rose to her mind, and her head drooped.
Yes, she was a common village girl-
maclame treated her as such; and new
Mr. Stuart would turn too. Olt, why
could she not tear aside the veil of :nye-
tory and know what she really was?
Could that fare treasured in her locket
be only the face of a maid, or did her
heart speak truly' wizen :it called that
mother ntadame's equal?
(To be Contiuued.l
,Auer making a most careful
study of the platter, U. S. Govern-
ment scientists state definitely
that the common house fly is the
principal means of distributing
typhoid fever, diphtheria an
smallpox, Wilson's Fly Pads Id'II
the flies and the disease germs,
too.
WHERE THERE IS LITTLE NIGHT
(American Magazine.)
Summer nitride In lildsnonton give only
about two hours and ati half of actual
darkness, One can easily read tine print
by daylight at 10,30, Ball games begin
aC 1.00, The longest (lay gives ea hour*
of sunwittne, and i never saw such bril-
liant, entdventngg sunehine anywhere else.
Canadians can ,hes :Pr0vinc .'Sunny
• berta. " and they are righalleitinuneer or
winter as• cloud !n the sits is rare enough
to attract attention.