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Sir Owen did nothing to alarm
her. He talked to hirs. Hayes
while 'h'o Inerely looked at
43otet. He was wonderfully
solicitous that she should
be • comfortable, and there
was but ono drawback to Violet's
pigasazre, tho memory of the pain on
her lover's face.
"'How I wish Felix had a car-
riage f" she said to herself. " But
that will never be."
Sire enjoyed her father's surprise
yI the horses stopped at The
es, and She wondered what her
ander meant when she said:
"alf Thad a chance of keeping such
ati earriage as that, I should not
Ugh* throw it away."
CHAPTER XIV.
It was a bright die- in June, the
lilies and roses were all in flower,
the laburnums were in the full per-
fection of tl),eir golden glory, and
aga'n the sun of noonday found Sir
Owen at Tlie Limes. He had discov-
eed Violet In the garden, dreaming
icley among the roses. It was a pic-
tcresque, old-fashioned garden, with
quaint -looking seats under the trees
and a pretty arbor of trade work
in the background. Sir Owen pro-
fessed, himself so charmed with it
that he would not go into the house,
and M. and bars, Haye went out to
meet him there.
After 'the first greetings were over
he turned to Violet.
'ldlIlse Haye," ho said, "nave come
on puarpose to see you. Do you re-
xneneleer our conversation about a
fete, lo the park ? You said thiat
You thought it would be very plea -
suet"
Violet looked up with animation.
"Yee. I remember," she replied.
"I had forgotten it."
"'I have come to say that if it
pleases you I will give orders for
everything to be prepared for it,
;What do you eay ?"
She looked at him with a curious
expression on her face, Hvhile her
falter and mother glauced at each
other.
"What do I say ?" she echoed. "1
hal:6 nothing to say, Sir Owen, but
tlmt I have no doubt it will be
Telly pleasant."
Sir' Owen looked disconcerted. Af-
ter pause he added:
"But you do not understand. If
I sire the fete at all it will be 3ai
your honor and to please you.
Everything in it shallbe as you
wlryli—•you shall choose your own
amusements—indeed, you shall be
the queen of it. Now, what do you
say 1"
Mfrs. Hose frowned ar,t her daugh-
ter.
"You rnust really shote some little
interest in it, Violet," she said,
" sh ce Sir Owen is so good as to con-
suit sou."
'Consult'—th'at is just the right
Avoid, Mrs. Haye—thank you. That
reminds me," he added, with a smile,
"Lady Rolfe told me to consult her
wlteaa I found mysuelf in any, diffi- I
cu Mae"
Violet looked up with an air of
great relief.
"1 wish you would," she said. "She
k-nows far mare about such matters
th'a,'n' I do" I 1 1
"But nem see, ii; is your opinion I
'want not hers," said Sir Owen. "I
thought of t1 —a. fete lei the park,
and, to wind up with a grand ball in
the ,bou,se. We could have Pearson's
Qu,aadrilie Band from London ; and 1
thought of pending to Gunter for the
supfsc',r. What do you think off it?"
Her !beautiful face paled a little
and then /Clashed. 1 I ;
"I think it w;ouid bo most de-
lightful," sh'o replied.
wIlliougl Mr. Hayti is an invalid,
stilt ho 'would like to see every-
thing going on," continued Sir
Owen. "Perhaps he, Mrs. Hoye, and
yourself would come to the Hall
oaa the clay before the fete and
stay until the day after."
"I should like it very mucin'," de -
elated Mr. IT,aye. "I have not had
such a troat for years."
"iN',pr• have I," sold his wife. "X
can not imagine anything that I
should like hotter."
After 'that Violet could raise no
objections.
"ub you must grant me one fav-
or," continued Sir Owen-- "you
must promise to open the ball with
Again the girl's beautiful face
flushed and paled; but her mother
looked impatiently at her.
"Why do you hesitate, Violet ?"
she said. '"It is an honor of which
any lady in the country might be
proud."
"You consent, then ?" pursued
Sir Owen.
"Yes, 1 am willing," she replied,
Inwardly dreading all that Felix
would say about it, yet half de-
' lighted with. the idea.
"And I have your sanction for all
that I do. Is there anything you
wish to suggest in the way of im-
provements
m-pro`ements 2"
"No, I 'think not," sho replied,
more than half frightened.
" What do you say to Tues=
day week ?" lee asked. " Th'en
r can drive over berg, and take you
all to Gatewood on the Monday..
Lady Rolfe will ,stay, two days ; we
,shall be quite a pleasant little party'.
I may rely upon you?"
"Yes," agreed Violet, still some -
What ,nervous ; then, looking up at
him quite suddenly: "Why do you
apt .store by my opinion and gone -
tion ?" she asked. "I do not know
anything of these matters. I do
not understand why you consult me."
Sir Owen laughed a loud, hearty
laugh tbat wa.s music to the ears
of Francis Iraye and his 'wife.
"I have a reason: he retailed, "and
avery serious one ; I will speak to
You about it later on."
She could not imagine to what lie
alluded and Mrs., Haye listened in
Silence.
Sir Owen showed her a. list of
names.
"I :thought of ,sending invitations
to these people," he said. "If there
are any among them you do not like,
strike them out ; if there aro any
you wish to ask, add then."
She read the long list of names,
and then produced her little pencil -
case ; she added two more—thiose of
Evelyn Lester and Felix Lonsdale.
"That is her lover," thought Sir
Owen, as he looked reflectively at
them. "Well, he may come; it will
save 'trouble. When he sees all
that he will see, he will be taught
a lesson."
Violet was more pleased and con-
tented when he smiled. She eid not
know why Site felt so greatly re-
lieved.
Then Sir Owen rose td take his
leave; the was going to London that
evening, he said, and it would be
some days before he would see
them again. 'Ile asked Violet to go
with him to the garden grs£a; and
again, when Mrs. Haye saw the
peculiar expression on her hus-
band's face, site whispered :
"Not ono word, Francis Haye—
not ono word, on ,vola will spoil it
all"; and he obediently held his
peace.
They saw a look of perplexity on
Violet's beautiful face all that
day, and she had lost her anima-
tiou. Site fell into long fits of
musing; site was unlike herself ;
but no word from father or moth-
er helped her in her difficulty, or
solved her doubts.
Felix .had been quite pleased
about his invitetion ; He smil-
ed and thought to liiniself
how foolish' he had been.
Wha.t could be more natural than
that Sir Owen alionll admire itis
beautiful Violet ? He could not help
it ; he told himself that he had been
unreasonably jea.lcne that here was
a, proof of It. It Sir Owen had enter-
tained any false, dishonorable notion
of supplanting ham In Violet's af-
fections, here Wae a proof that he
had changed his mind. Another and
more generous idea still came to
slam—namely, that Sir Owen had not
known at fir'e'L that Violet was on -
gaged, and Irenoe had admired her ;
but that, now that he ditd know it, he
had changed iiia ideas.
"Someone Iecto tolel him," thought
generous Felix„ "and that is why
110 invites me."
This noble -hearted man could not
imagine a fellonv-man holding out one
hand with a Mune, while he clutched
a dagger in the other. He was sorry
for having miejticdged him, and
thought to himself that on the clan
of the fete he would aseek out Sir
Owen and shake hands with him. So,
to Violet's great relief, there was
no cloud on leis face when
he told her that he would bo pleased
to attend the Seto.
But he looked very thoughtful
When Violet told him of the invita.
tion.
" I do not want to go," elle said—
"I da not like Lady Rolfe ; besides,
I de not see the use of making friends
with all thew: great people—it can-
not Lars."
" You really do not care to go
there, Violet ?" he asked.
" No, not to the hall. I shall en-
joy the fete, but I shall not enjoy
the visit."
Felix drew near to her.
Viol.et," he whispered, "you will
not think me jealous or disagree-
able ?" ,
" No," she replied.
" I want you to do something for
me. I am puzzled. Sometimes I think
Sir Owen must know that we aro
engaged sometimes I fancy he does
not ; yet he must know."
" I should imagine that he does
know—every one round bore knows;
he would be sura to hear it spoken
of."
"Mast probably, But, Violet, let us
make sure of it—toll him yourself,
sweet. Ile will be quite sure to talk
to you, and it will be so easy ; just
a few little words, and then al Imy
suspense will be ended—indeed, I
have not felt at all anxious about
It, since' I received this invitation.
No man could be so false as to in-
vite another to his hawse If he in-
tended doing him any harm. 1 am
quite easy about it, Violet."
And he meant what Ii said ; ho
judged other by and le his
nobleness of heart had no notion
what meanness was.
There was a groat surprise in
store for Violet, She had talked to
her mother about her dregs, and Mfrs.
Mayo had said that he must have
something 'Very tic', but something
"very nice" wontbd be costly„ and
Francis Haye was hard to manage
on rsnithh points.
Mother and claseglhtcr 'were dis-
cussing what was to be done under
the circumstances, when a large
box from London was brought by
the carrier's cart to their door ; it
Warns' for Miss Haye—there was no mis-
take as to the address—and with
some curiosity they hastened to
open it.
"It is directed in a lady's hand,"
said Violet. "What can it be,
mamma ?"
"We shall see, ae,y dear,"' replied
Miss. Hayo.
When it was opened both ladles
were speechless with surprise. It con-
tained three complete costumes ; one
for a garden party, 0 most charming
combination of blue and white, with
a tasteful Parisian bonnet, gloves,
Films, and everything to match—a
dress that Mrs. Haye declared made
her heart beat to think of the money
it must have cost ; then an evening
dress of white silk, with a train of
blue velvet and blue velvet trimmings;
lastly, a full and most exquisite
costume for the ball, of white silk,
trimmed with ether fringe and :diver
leaves.
Mrs. Hays was amazed when she
saw it. With it were white satin
shoes, a fan, white feathers mounted
In silver, a silver bouquet -holder,
gloves, and a marvellous handker-
chief of dainty lac:. Vithet looked at
the treasures in wonder.
" Who can have bent these, mam-
ma?' she asked. "I da not like to
taken them. Have you ever seen any-
-thing so beautiful?"
' If I believed in fairies," said Mrs.
Hoye, "I should think that a fairy
had sent them."
In her own mind she felt quite sure
that the donor was Sir Owen, but
she would not say so. Violet had no
suspicion—not even the faintest. She
never thought of 'Sir Owen.
"It must be a lady who has sent
them," said Violet. "No man, would
have understood what was wanted.
Mamma, should you think that it
was Lady Rolfe ?"
"I am really puzzled," replie'l Mrs.
Hoye. "etre will call your father"
Francis Haye canto to the rescue.
Violet wearied herself in trying to
guess, but she could not divine who
was her benefactor. When she had
carried the ball -dress away the hus-
band and wife Booked at each other.
"It is just as I said, Francis ; but,
mind, not One word! Ono carelcse
word may spoil it all."
And neither of then breathed a
pecsoundt to Violet of what they sus -
CHAPTER XV.
Mrs. flnye declared that it was
fortunate rain fell two days before
the fete; it clearerl the air, it fresh-
ened the grass, it washed the dust
from the treee and hedges, and it
;rude the whole face of nature so
sweet, so fresh, and fair that it was
a pleasure to breathe. The air was
odorous with the scent of flowers
and of greets leaves.
Sir Owen alp areal to tim' ; his
iumetua. s;l: appoint,1 carriage, with
ilia n1. geteteent roans, drove up to
The Lime-. Nothing could have ex -
O e:.cal hl : kindnees—he was so atte.a-
tivc to Frar;ei ; Haya, so kiwi to :lire.
Hari, ,so deferential to 'Violet. Again
ch : felt lio.e- I le; a.c:t IL was. 'eh? saw
thee). sn.tisfantion on her father's
r..0•, great f ri 0 a.1 her mother's. elle
woe; young ate:. 11 .ochee u, an 1 on su_in
a,n Csqui Ile June day how could elm
h l;: fecli.lg bright net happy ? More-
over, ,she lu:i : something in her hard
which. gladdened her. heart. Just as
she was starting, while Sir Owen
stood hat in hand waiting for her,
a messenger came with a note from
Felix—only a few short lines bur-
rixlly written, bat which went
ttraigh t to her heart
f'My Darling Violet,—I send a few
words to gr et you as you are etart-
ing, and to wish yo.i e. very, llcoeent,
happy stilt You. will not forget m",
sweet ? Yoe will say to yourself over
and over again that you are pledged
to me. I trust you implicitly. You
love me, and I ala content. I kiss
your ,sweet bands, and leave my
heart in them."
Ilow he loved her 1 She repeated
it again and again. fiowi ho loved
her The little note pleased her.
She drove away, with Slr Owen whis-
pering all kinds of compliments to
leer; but her Dover's face was be-
fore her eyes, and his words were
in her heart. They drove through
the magnificent park with Its herds
of antlered deer, through the superb
grounds, to the grand entrance, and
then Violet looked up in wonder.
The afternoon sen fell full upon
the grand old building, showing the
towers and turrets, the deep oriel
windows, the Venetian balconies,
bringing but the picturesque out-
lines of the noble edifice. There
wlas a flight of broad marble steps,
and then the great door opened into
an entrance hall, the first glimpse
of which bewildered Violet. She
hardly knew that such treasures ex-
isted—that such splendor could be;
unconsciously she crushed Iter lover's
little note in her hands as she be-
held the treaSnros on the walls.
She passed through long broad
corridors, where white marble sta-
tues gleamed from among pyramids
of choice flowers; she gazed on glor-
ious pictures incl picturesque foun-
tains; and all the time Sir Owen by
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her side whispered gay, pretty
compliments. They came to the
drawing -room at last—a large, lofty
room with an exquislte'y painted
ceiling, and i)r:ght with f1'awers and
trio b. In the midst of al: the maeg-
nifie.:;nco ata:o 1 Leidy It<.i:e, with a
1+mil.e on ?ler thee, waiting to receive
th'on.
That was r;:markable in itself ; hat
that .iniei shoal" lei SO gracious anis
so amiable was more remarkable
still. She welcomed them with court -
IT, kindly 'vorde, and in all she said
r:1>,e was seconded by her daughter
Lavinia. Sir Owen, she said, had
asked her to assist him, and she had
for a 'time undertaken the duties of
hostess.
Then elle sent them to their rar-
iou,s rooms. Before Violet had been
many minutes in hers, a pretty Par-
isian eaulerette entered, who ane
minced hermit es Lady Rol e's maid.
"kler ladyship," see continued,
"thought that, as you had not
brought a mail, I might be of soma
s'as'vice to you."
For hall a moment Violet felt a
sensation of shame that she had
bre ught lie m 1:1, ton of wonder as
to what al.". 11h0011 de With one. She
aceepte:i the proffered help, and the
little Parisian, Aimee by name, boon
had everything ready for her..
Violet had never worn a. fashion-
able evenin' dress before ,and she
looked in real wonder at the marvel -
one. whiteness of her fair neck and
arms, and at her rounded shoulders,
that were perfect as a masterpiece
of sculpture, while the white silk
rltowetl off her graceful figure. The
train of blue velvet gave her the
look of a princess. In her hair Aimee
placed a beautiful white camellia and
another lay, like a white star, in
the bodice of her dress.
To Aimee It was a labor of love to
dress Miss Haye. She did wonders
with the shining, golden hair; and
when Violet was ready to go down
stair', she stood before the great
mirror in woncirr. Was that exquis-
itely radiant girl herself ? She
longed for Felix to see her. There
was no pleasure without him. How
he would admire her !
What a never -to -be forgotten even-
ing it was! Her greatest difficulty
Was !n keeping !remelt' front ex-
pressing her wonder. She went down
to tate drawing room and found two
or three other nannies with Lady Rolfe.
Site had an uneasy consciousness that
they were all talking about her as
she entered, for they stopped sud-
denly and looked at her curiously.
But Lady Rolfe introduced her, and
they were so startled by, her
striking beauty that they were
more than civil to her. Sir Owen al-
most followed her into the room.
How Ills eyes brightened as he saw
her !
"For a girl like that to marry a
country' solicitor, to hide such heautyi
as hers in a 'phew like Linford, is sim-
ply madness,' he said to himself.
'She will thank me in after years
for ,saving her from such a fate"
I
Then he went n,p to her, and
Iscarcely left tier all the evening. It
was against the. laws of etiquette
for him to take her down to dinner;
brit Lady Rolfe accepted his apology
with a smile. The aetute lady had
explained 'the motives of her police;
to Lavinia.
"1 nndersta.nd Sir Owen," she said.
"If any one opposes barn 11e will lose
his reason over the girl. Place no
I obstacle in the way of his admire-.
tion and he will ,soon tiro of her. He
cannot marry net. for she is engage
.
ed to Felix Lonsdale"
Silo be Continued.)
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THE FUTURE OF LABOR.
My idea is that the working day will
continually grow shorter, while wages
will continually go up.—Samuel Gem-
pers.
(flee whiz!
What a snap that ie—
What a perfect ideal
Of the only Real
Thing on earth
That is worth
Counting in the returns "
Of what a man earns
By the labor of his hands.
In all lands.
1.et us pause in our flight to consider
What will come to a later age
With the labor forever decreasing,
And forever increasing the wage;
Each day will the hours be shorter,
Each day will the wages be more;
Each day will the labor be lighter,
Each day will they add to their store,
Till at last there will be no more labor;
They will loaf and will rest all the day,
With never a strike on, and nothing
To do but to draw their pay,
Increased to a sum so mighty
That all will be millionaires,
With nobody working and no one
I'o look after labor affairs.
The world will have gone to money,
And Labor will be so rare
That the rich will be frying to buy it
With the money they've got to spare;
And the world will come to a standstill
And live on its past supply,
Fur the pian with no work and all
wages
Can't find anything to buy.
Oh, say!
Won't it be gay
When it gets that. way?
—William -T. Lampton.
•
•
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WHY THE UNITED STATES FOUGHT
CANADA IN xSxa.
The war of 1512 was very unpopular
in certain sections of the united States
and with certain parts of the commun-
ity. By these. particular fault was
found with the invasion of Canada. "You'
have declared war, it was said, for two
principal alleged reasons: one, the gen-
eral policy of the British Government,
formulated by the successive orders in
Council, to the unjustifiable injury and
violation of American commerce; the
other, the impressment of seamen from
American merchant ships. What have
Canada and the Canadians to do with
either? If war you must, carry on
your war upon the ocean, the scene of
your avowed 'wrongs, and the seat of
your adversary's prosperity, and do not
embroil these innocent regions and peo-
ple in the common ruin, which, with-
out adequate rause, you are bringing
upon your own comitrymen and upon
the only nation that now upholds the
freedom of mankind against that op-
pressor of our race, the incarnation of
all despotism—Natpoleon" So, not with-
out some alloy of self-interest, the ques-
tion presented itself to New England,
and so New England presented it to
the Government and the southern part
of the Union; partly as a matter of
honest conviction, partly as an incident
of the factiousness inherent in all pol-
itical opposition, which snakes a point
whenever it can and then magnifies the
point to the uttermost possible, often
until the point itself disappears under
its incrustations.
Logically, there may at first appear
some reason in these arguments, We
are bound to believe so, for we cannot
entirely impeach the candor of our an-
cestor, who doubtless advanced them
with some degree of conviction. The
answer, of course, is that when two
nations go to war, all the citizens of
one become internationally the enemies
of the other. This is the accepted prin-
ciple of international la.w,the residuum
of the concentrated 'wisdom of many
generations of international legists.
When war takes the place of peace, it
annihilates all natural and conventional
rights, all treaties and compacts, except
those that appertain to the state of
war itself."—From "The War of 1312,"
by Capt. A, T. Mahan, U. S. N., in thst
February Scribner's.