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Her reflections were suddenly broken are a rum sort of a girl, Mona. I alw
in upon by a familiar vote•° exclaiming—
"By Jove! it is Mona! Mona Josselyn!"
and she found her further progress bar-
red by Bertie Bverard, Sir ]Robert's only
son, who was studying law, having no
military proclivities, and thinking legal
knowledge would he useful in managing
the family estate, which was by no
means flourishing under his father's mu-
nificent rule.
"Bertie! I 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
imnossible.
"Nor did 1. I thought you had emi-
grated, or been sent to a penitentiary, or
some such thing. You see, when any one
drops out of sight in London, it is such
a drop in the ocean, that he or she leaves
no trace behind. I am quite glad to see
you. Come, tell me all about yourself.
Evy has wept gallons over you. She
wanted to write, and the Lord knows
what, but my mother strictly forbade
her. You are an awful black sheep, you
know—a lost mutton."
"Of course I am," said Mona, smiling.
She understood her cousin's dry blunt-
ness. "But you must acknowledge I have
kept out of sight and not troubled you."
"Yes; it is quite true. Now I have
met you, I am amazed to find you still
exist. How have you managed it, Mo-
na?"
"Why trouble about details? I exist,
and want nothing—that is enough."
"Wonderful woman! Where are you
going 1"
"Home."
"Home? Is it far?" ! s
"Not very."
• "Let me come with you?"
"If you like. • I am: glad to have a
chance of hearing about you all."
This brief colloquy took pia8e on the
Broad Walk, Kensington Gardens. Mona
was crossing from a house in Queen's
Gate, where her last lesson had been
given.
Bertie Everard, a tall, thin, bony
young man, most accurately got up, and
as unlike father or mother as could be
imagined, turned and accompanied her
toward the Bayswater Road.
"Do you know, you are looking fairly
well? Cheeks not quite so round, eyes
a trifle more sombre than they were lass;
year, but you aro a pretty—no, a hand-
some girl still, Mona."
"I suppose one does not grow old in
five or six months."
"No; but the tradition in our family is
that you have been eating the bread. of
misery, and precious little of that, be-
dewed with the water of affliction, and
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"Andou were all content that I
should, tough we were such good friends
and enjoyed so many happy days to-,
gether."
"It was your own fault, you know.
You took your own course. I dare say,
if you had asked her, my mother would
have helped you; but she wasn't bound
to look you up. Sentimental generosity
is out of date altogether."
"I do not suppose it would have been
a weakness of yours, at any rate. How-
ever, you need not fear for me, I get
bread enough. and to spare, and very
pleasant bread, too. Now, tell me some
news. How is your dear mother? She
was always so good."
"Site is exceedingly ,flourishing and
busy, for Evelyn is going to be married
—very good match—to Lord Finistouu.
He is a pleasant, easy-going fellow ---ra-
ther an ass, but that wilt suit Evy. She
hasn't much brains herself."
"She has sense enough. not to think
she has all the brains of the family, as
you do, Bertie"
"Yes, I do, and I am no great things
after all. Your troubles have not taken
the sharp edge off your tongue, Miss
Josselyn," he said, laughing.
"There is no Miss Joseelyn now. I
have resumed my poor father's name. It
is more suited to my fortunes and
f "By Jove! .And what is it? Craig?
Um! It was a queer notion of Mrs.
Newburgh's to etlppress it. Nobody cares
or. thinks about names now, except for
what' they are worth on paper. I sup-
pode you haven't heard or seen anything
of Waring?"
"No; of course, not."
"Nor any one else, either! Can't think
what's become of him. Some one did
say he was training it colt for the Derby.
I dare say he is glad enough now that
iyou have broke with him. Can't under-
stand why men marry!—must be an wa-
in', bore."
"I have no doubt he is obliged to me."
"And you are deucedly sorry you gave
him the chance, eta?"
"You would not believe me if I denied'
it"
"Well, no; I would not; though you
liked. you. You say what you think, a
you held your own with that grandniot
er of yours, who was as big a tyrant
I have met. You are a fool, too, hi ma
ways ---ready to cut your own throat
an idea; but there's something taki
about you. I never thought St. Jo
Lisle would lose his head as he did
your account, ]]c kept it very quiet, b
I saw through hirer. I see through
good many things"
"I never credited you with such po
ers of imagination before, Bertie"
"Oh, don't try that tone with me.
know what I am talking about,
course he would .only marry a worm
with lots of money, as I think you h:
wit enough to know. He is enjoyi
himself in India. 1 had a letter fr
him some time ago—asked why he h
not seen your marriage announced—as
eel it in a postscript—always a bad si
of womanish weakness. Where do y
live, for heaven's sake? We must
approaching the far west"
Do not come any further, Bertie-
you will die of fatigue."
" N o. I will not, but you will, if it's
few miles further out; let nue secure
cab, before we leave the haunts of cis
lization behind. us."
"I think ten minutes more will grit
us to our destination; but, to copyyoe
own amiable candor, I would rather y
did not come. You will only satisfy yo
curiosity", and carry away materials f
a ridiculous description, to make E
and Geraldine laugh."
"Why should you begrudge us our
nocent mirth? It is an absurd prejudi
to feel injured by being what is call
`turned into ridicule.' You have only
show a stolidly indifferent front., a
you rob ridicule of its whole power."
`I wonder Trow you would like belt
laughed at yourself, Bertie."
"Should Prot mind—but I am not ru
eulous—I am too natural, and alwa
say what 1 think."
"I often—I mean I used often—
wonder if you are as hard and heart]
as you seem."
'1 believe I am; but come on, I
determined to see your lair, and I do
dice till eight, so 1 have plenty of tim
"I cannot prevent you, but I do r
want you." They walked a few paces
silence, then Mona asked: "And is E
lyn happy? Does she seem happy?"
"Happy as a child with a new to
she and 1 inistoun make idiots of the
selves in the most approved milnner.
will be a great piece of news for her, t
reneontre with you."
"Does she still care for me?"
"She seemed to do so the last time
mentioned you."
"That was not recently?" smiling.
"No, not very."'
"I live here," said Mona, after a sh
silence, pausing before Mnie. Debrisa
abode.
"Ab! queer little box."
"We," said Mona, gravely, "consider
a splendid residence; pray walk in,
you will come."
"You are horribly inhospitable," se
Everard, laughing, and he followed h
into the house.
On opening the door, Mme. Debris
was discovered resting in an arm-cha
beside a table set for tea. Her bonn
lay on the floor beside her, and her thi
and undeniably disordered black ha
was uncovered.
"This is Bertie Everard;" said Mon
quietly; "Evelyn's brother,"
"Very pleased to see him, I'm sure
said madame, rising bravely to face tl
intruder, and not deigning to pick
her bonnet. "Your sister was one of
most charming pupils."
She fancied the visit was a free svi
offering of friendship to ]lona, and s
was highly delighted with the visitor.
"Oh, indeed?" returned Everard.
should not have thought it,"
"And you find sesur sweet cousin loo
ing well? I have done my best to tal
care of her."
"My cousin?" elevating his eyebro
"Can you tell me the exact degree, Mor
—first, second, twenty-fifth?"
"Oh! a cousin removed to the vanis
ing point of relationship. I have n
the faintest wish to claim you, Berti
"Really, Mona, my dear, that is n
the retort courteous."
"If you knew Mr. Everard better, de
Madame Debrisay, yon would know th
he despises courtesy in himself and of
ers."
"I only Hate shams," said Bert
frankly.
"Let me •offer you a cup of tea,"
Mme. Debrisay, rather scandalized.
"Thank you, I shall be glad of it, of
our long, dusty walk. Really, it's not
bad, now we have got here," looki
round with visible examination. "I
a better room than mine in the Temple
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]]line. Debrisay agreed to "save up," and
not to dissipate any of their little store
in a seaside trip this somewhat wet sea -
Son.
Uf course Bertie Everard forgot all
about the orders; nor did Evelyn pay the
visit Mona looked for so eagerly; but
the announcement of her marriage; --with
a long list of wedding presents. inelucl-
ing "an Indian shawl from Her Majesty"
—at the end of March, and her departure
for a prolonged tour on the Continent,
explained her non-appearance.
London is a great world. In no other
place can any one be so successfully
hidden: and though Mona moved about
everywhere, with a. freedom that was
new and delightful to her, she never en-
eeuntered her aristocratic relatives but
once, when she saw lady Mary and her
second daughter driving down Piccadilly.
She was, however, lost in the humble pe-
destrian crowd]. and passed unnoticed.
A very hot July had driven away all
Mme. Dehrisay's pupil., save two or
three. The ranks of Mona's were also
thinned. and both were planning a eourse
of needle -work and reading during the
preaching time of rest.
e dog clays bad compelled their fel-
ow to muzzle the objectionable
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cap slightly awry, endeavoring to drag
a lace shawl from the fangs of Dandle,
who snarling and yelping, held on like
grim death, stretching the shawl to its
fullest length, and dancing backward,
while she struck at hien ineffectually
with it small hearth -brush.
"Diable de bete!" she exclaimed. "Keep
away from him, Mona. I believe he is
going mad."
"I believe he is only frightened and
angry. Let it go, and probably he will
too."
Thus diverting Mae. Debrisay's at-
tention, she relaxed her grasp. The dog
gave a vigorous pull, and trotted triutn-
phantly, with the lace in his mouth --head
and tail erect—into the hall, where he
proceeded to tear it vehemently.
"Just look at that! The only decent
thing I have to' put on my shoulders
when I go out. Get away with you, you
ehimoff, Jane!"—another thrust—"Take that"ar!"—a thrust of the brush—"Cull
—throwing the brush at him finally.
This routed the foe. Ile jumped back,
and Mona quickly snatched up the shawl.
"My beautiful Chantilly shawl," al-
most wept Mame. Debrisay. "I got it.at a
sale the last year you were with us in
Paris. Thirty-five francs seventy, and
it's worth two hundred! It was as good
as new. I will not live in the house with
such a brute! He will be tearing our
eyes out next! I felt a little hotter after
that cup of tea you brought me, so I did
up my hair, and came in. Who should
I see but my gentleman perched on the
table where I had laid my shawl after
folding it up, scratching himself—no less
—in the middle of me beautiful lace. I
made one dash at it, and tumbled the
brute off. Instead of running away, he
turned round with real bourgeois impu-
dence—like his master's ---fastened his
ugly teeth in one corner, and would not
let `go"
"I am sure, ma'am," said the landlady,
coming in, "I ant that sorry—I don't
know how to express it. I don't know
what's in the dog. He is always trying
to run up here, as if he knew it worried
yon."
"I have no doubt he does," returned
Mme. Debrisay, examining her lace.
"Look here! There's a tear for you!
Iiere's another! It's just ruined."
(To be ecntinued.)
STURDY BABIES.
In every home where Baby's Own
Tablets are used you will find rosy,
sturdy, good-natured babies because
these tablets cleanse the stomach
and bowels, aid digestion, and thus
bring perfect health. Ask any moth-
er who has used the Tablets .and she
will tell you there is no gather medi-
cine • so good. Mrs. Janes Hall,
Beach Hill, N. S., says: "My baby
was troubled with indigestion, was
cross nand peevish and rapidly losing
flesh. I got Baby's Own 'l'ablets and
less than a box cured him and he
has ever since enjoyed good health
and is growing splendidly." Mothers
should remember that, this medicine
is absolutely safe and can be given to
the weakest, tenderest baby, or to
the sturdy, well -grown boy or girl
with equally good efect. Sold by all
medicine dealers or by mail at 25
scute a box from The Dr. Williams'
Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont.
Circulars, Posters and Newspapers.
In Prance, as in t;anada, the super-
iority of the newspaper over all other
advertising mediums is recognized by ex-
pert opinion. A French writer, comparing
the newspaper with the "prospectus" or
circular, says of the Iatter: "One suc-
cumbs under such an avalanche of tbe.,e
that he no longer even tears off the
wrapper, and without even being read it
finds its way, as a miserable ned, into
the wastebasket" And of the poster:
"One passes it by often without reading
it. Besides, it has scarcely been posted
up before the characters become torn,
and sometimes disappear in the thick
layers of paste, even if they are not peen
re-covered by more or less other multi-
colored posters. * * * But the
journal remains. It is this which is able
to carry the name of the house into the
most unknown corners."
The Union Laws of Caste.
At Jaipur I visited. a British official.
His house, in the "foreign quarter," was
of a size which in NOW York would need
two servants. But in his Jaipur house
that official had forty servants; for the
east system decrees one occupation for
each. caste. The sweep may only sweep;
the water -hearers may bear water, noth-
ing more; the man who pulls the over-
head fan (punkah -wallah) may perform
no labor save that of fanning, and so on
through the forty different castes from
which the servants of my official friend
were recruited. Thus in India the crowd
invades your very hearthstone; and
that's what makes a home in Kipling -
land so very interesting.—Prom ."Kipl-
ingland " by Gilson Willets, in Pour -
Track News for April.
PALE, LISTLESS GIRLS
Can Only Obtain Health Through
New, Rich Pure Blood Made by
Dr. Williams' Pinta Pills.
Growing girls—girls in their teens—
must have rich, pure blood. Healthy
womanhood depends upon the vital
change from girlhood to maturity.
Every woman should most carefully
watch her daughter's health at this
critical period. If a girl at this per-
iod has headache, if she is pale,
thin and languid, it shows that her
slender food supply is being over-
taxed. She will aways be ailing and
may slip into a hopeless decline or
consumption if her blood. is not built
up at once with Dr. Williams' Pink
Pills. The rich, red blood which
these pills make bring, health and
strength to every organ, and make
dull, listless, languid girls, bright,
rosy-eheeked, active and strong, Miss
Maggie Donohue, Erinsville, Ont.,
says: "Before I began the use of Dr.
Williams' Pink Pills I was badly run
down, and it seemed as though my
blood. had turned to water. I was
very pale, suffered from headaches
and palpitation of the heart. and of-
ten I would pass sleepless nights. I
found 'nothing to help me until I be-
gan the use of Dr. Williams' Pink
Pills, and these have fully restored
me and I can truthfully say I never
enjoyed better health than I am now
doing."
When Dr. Williams' Pink Pills re-
place bad. blood with good blood
they strike straight at the root of all
common ailments like anaemia, de-
cline, indigestion, kidney and liver
troubles, skin eruptions, erysipelas,
neuralgia, St. Vitus dance, paralysis.
rheumatism and the special ailments
of growing girls and women. Be sure
you get the genuine pills with the
full name, "Dr. Williams' Pink Pills
for Pale People," printed on the
wrappe raround each box. Sold by
medicine dealers or sent by mail at
50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50
by writing The Dr. Williams' Medicine
Co., Brockville, Ont.
SUNDAY LAWS IN VIRGINIA.
Difficult to Get a Drink if One Does Not
Know the Ropes.
"Down in the quaint old seaport of
Norfolk a few days ago I saw a beauti-
ful example of the workings of a etriet
Sunday law," said W. L. Rodgers, of
Baltimore at the Raleigh.
"It was not possible to get any liquid
refreshments in the hotels and the sal-
oons were hermetically sealed.
"Strolling along one of the principal
streets, my attention was atraeted to a
crowd of nien who swarmed in and out
of a. place as if it possessed a magnet.
enough it did, as I found by joining the
crowd. The place was dingy and unat-
tractive, but it had a bar in full blast
and the man behind the counter couldn't
dish out the liquor fast enough. I called
for a drink, too, but the bartender, in-
stead of waiting on pie asked me for
my ticket. I told him I had none and he
proceeded to explain:
"This is a clubroom and we don't serve
drinks to any except members. However,
there is the secretary and you might ask
him."
"At this the person pointed out as sec-
retary came up and repeated what the
other had told me.
" `We have to comply -with the Virginia
law,' said he, 'or risk going to jail. But
you look all right and I. can make you it
member of the club. The fee is 20 cents.'
"I paid it without a murmur aiid
thought it a pretty cute mode of selling
a drink for 35 cents."—Washington Post,