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adn't ge y0111' little book that you al- tinnous y, afraid to face bec QWD HEW° latille ' said Roy gaiety. "It
ways ta e, and besides didn't was cert
kuow ainly a very rage an stnmost
Lly Emile LYALI., which office you went to, So I worried
about it all the next day, which was
Sunday, andin the evening at chPrell
it suddenly came into my head Ufa
would put it with your other money
inside • your waistcoat pocket." Roy
made an involuntary movement, Sig-
frid drew a little nearer, but Frithjof
never stirred. Swanhild continued "So the next morning, when I went
into your bedroom to wake you up, I
slipped the note into your pocket, and
then I thought, just supposing you
were to lose it, it seemed so light and
so thin, and I pinned it to the lining to
make it quite bafe. You were sleeping
very soundly, and were quite hard to
wake up. At first I felt pretty happy
about it, and I thought if you asked me
if 1 had put it there when you found it
out I should be able to say 'yes' and yet
to keep Blanche's secret. But you nev-
er said a word about it, and I was sure
something had troubled you very much,
and I was afraid it must be that, yet
dared not speak about it, and I tried to
find out from Sigrid, but she only said
that you had many troubles which I
was too young to understand. It often
made me very unhappy, but I never
quite understood that I had done wrong
till the night you found me reading the
paper, and then I thought that I ought
not to have made the promise to Lady
Romiaux. This is the note which Mr
Osmond brought me from her."
Frithiof toot the little crumpled
sheet and read it
Ceppaga.aelffIMI•00
CONTINUED
"TOU are no longer a stranger," he
replied. "And you must not refuse me
this. You shall see no one at all if you
prefer it. Ours is a busy house, but in
some ways it is the quietest house in
London. llly son and his wife live with
us. They, too, will be so glad if we can
be of any use to you. Come; I cannot
leave you here in this loneliness."
"Do you mean that I am to come
now ?" she said starting up.
"Yes, if you will," he replied. "Bat
I will go and call a hansom; and Bina,
I am rather in a hurry, perhaps you
will let your, maid follow with your
things later on in the evening."
So in a few minutes they were driv-
ing together to Guilford Square, and
Blanche was transplanted from the mi-
serable loneliness to the heart of one of
the happiest homes in the country.—
Leaving her in the study, Charles Os-
mond went in search of Swanhild.
"It is all right," he said, handing her
a littlenote in Blanche's writing; and
while the child eagerly read it he turn-
ed to his daughter-in-law.
"Will you tell them to get the spare
room ready, Erica, dear?' he said. "1
have persuaded Lady,Romiaux to stay
with us a little while. '
Swaphild caught the words, and long-
ed to ask to see Blanche, but she re-
membered that Sigrid would not like it;
and then, with a sudden recollection
that the afternoon was almost over,
ii.nd that she must go home, she thank-
ed Charles Osinond, reluctantly parted
with the baby., kissed old Mrs. Osmond
and Erica, who made her promise to
come and see them again, and hurried
back to the model lodgings.
Her happiness and relief, and the
pleasurable excitement of having learn-
ed to know a new and delightful fami-
ly, were slightly clouded by the uncom-
fortable thought of the confession that
lay befdre her. What would Sigrid and
Frithjof say to her? And how should
she put into words the story of what
she more and more feltto have been a
wrong and foolish, and very childish
scheme of help.
"0h, how I wish it were over!" she
thought to herself, as she marched on
her disagreeable work like a little Tro-
jan. Big Ben was striking five as she
crossed the court -yard. She had been
away from home more than two hours.
She hurried on to the porter's office,
. and asked breathlessly for the key.
. "Mr. Falck took it ten minutes ago,"
said the man. And Swanhild turned
away with a sigh And a little shiver,
i . and began very slowly to mount the
stone stairs.
" Oh 1 what will he say to Inc !'' she
. thought, as she clasped amc e
fast in her little cold hand.
•
"DEAR SWANHILD,—You are quite
free to speak about that five -pound
note. I never oughFio have made you
promise secrecy, and, indeed, gave the
money just by a sudden impulse. It
was a foolish thing to do, as I see now,
but I meant it well. I hope you will all
forgive me. Yours affectionately,
"BLANCHE."
thoughts, yet all the time conscious of
such happiness as she had not known
or many months.
Before long Frithiof returned.
"I don't think you can do it," he
said. "Owen tells me there is a train
from Paddington at 9.50 this evening,
but it isn't a Olivet one, and you won't
get to Plymouth till 9.28 to morrow
morning. A most unconscionable
time, you see."
"Why not write to Darnell?" sug-
gested Sigrid. -
"No, no, he would get out of it in
some mean way. I intend to pounce
on him unexpectedly and in that way
to get at the truth," replied Roy,
"This train will do very well. I shall
sleep on the way, but I must just go
to Regent Street 'and get the fellow's
address."
This, however, Frithjof was able to
tell him, and they lingered long over
the tea table, till at length Roy remem-
bered that it might be as well to see
his father and let him know what had
happened, before starting for Devon-
shire. Very reluctantly he left the
little parlor, but he took away with
him the geptle pressure of Sigrid's
hand, the sweet, bright glance of her
blue eyes, and the echo of her last
words, spoken softly and sweetly in
her native language.
"Farvel! Ta -k skal De have." (Fare-
well Thanks you shall have.) Why
had she spoken to him in Norse? Was
it, perhaps, because she wished him to
feel that he was no foreigner, but one
of uhemselves? Whatever her reason,
it 'touched him and pleased him that
she had spoken just in that way, and it
was with a very light heart that he
made his way to Rowan Tree House.
The lamp was not lighted in the
drawing room, but there was a blazing
fire, and on the hearth rug sat Cecil
with Lance nestled close to her, listen-
ing with all his ears to one of the hero
stories which she always told him on
Sunday evenings.
"Has father gone to chapel?". asked
Roy.
"-Y es, some time ago," replied Cecil.
"Is anything the matter?"
Something told her that Roy's unex-
pected appearance was connected with
Frithjof, and. accustomed always to
fear for him, her heart almost stood
still.
"Don't look so frightened," said Roy,
as the fire light showed him her dilated
eyes. "Nothing is the matter—I have
brought home some very good news.
Frithjof is cleared, and that wretched
business of the live -pound note fully
explained."
"At last 1" she exclaimed. "What a ' through the afternoon, sir, and then,
relief! But. how? Do tell me all." I presently, all was quiet, and only Mr.
141,1ck with inc in the shop, and I was
just wondering how to get rid of him,
when Mr. Horner opened the door of
Mr. Boniface's swim arid called to me.
Then I said, Do go, Mr. Falck, for I
have an order to write to catch the
post.' And he went for me, and I hur-
ried across to his counter While he was
gone, and took the note out of the till
and put it inside my boot ;and when he
came back he found me writing at my
desk just as he had left me. He came
up looking a little putr out, as if Mr.
Horner had rubbed him the wrongway,
and he says to me, 'It's no use; you
must go yourself, after all.' So I went
to Mr. Horner, leaving Mr. Falck alone
in the shop.
Vere you not afraid lest he should
open the till and find out that the note
was gone ?" •
"Yes, I was very much afraid. But
gsll went well, and I intened to go out
quickly at tea-time—it was close upon
it then—and do what I could to get it
straight again. I thought I could in-
-vent an excuse for neltreturning to the.
shop that night; say I'd been taken
suddenly ill, or something of that sort.
It was Mr. Falck's turn to go fiist ; and
while he was out, as ill -luck would have
it, Mr. Horner cam d to take change
from the till, and then all the row be-
gan. I made sure I was ruined, and no
one was more surprised than myself at
the turn that affairs took."
"But," exclaimed Roy, "when you
were once more out of debt, how was it
that you did not confess, and do what
you could to make up for your shame-
ful conduct ?"
"Well, sir, I hadn't the courage.—
Sometimes I thought I would; and
then, again, I couldn't make up my
mind to; and I got to hate Mr. Feick,
and I hated him more because he be-
haved well about it; and I got into the
way of spiting him and making the
place disagreeable to him ' • and I hoped
that he would leave. Buthe stuck to
his post through it all; and I began to
-think that it would be safer that I
should leave, for I felt afraid of him
somehow. So at Michaelmas I took
this sitnation, And oh sir, for my
wife's sake don't ruin me; don't expose
all this to my employer 1"
TO BE CONTINUED.
Then Roy and Sigrid read the note
together, and Roy grasped Frithiof's
hand.
"Will you ever forgive me?" he said.
"Cecil was right, and I ought to have
known that this miserable affair would
one day be explained."
Frithjof still looked half stunned; he
could not realize that the cloud had at
last dispersed, he was so taken up with
the thought of the extraordinary ex-
planation Ofthe mystery of the childish,
silly little plan that had brought about
such strange results.
"Oh, Swanhild!" cried Sigrid, "if only
you had spoken sooner how much pain
might have been saved!"
"Don't say that, "said Frithiof, rousing
himself; "she has chosen the right time,
depend upon it. I can hardly believe it
all yet. But, oh! to having one's honor
once more unstained—and this death
in life over!"
"What do you mean? What do you
mean'?" sobbed noor little Swanhild,
's note utterly pex'p1exe1 by the way in which
her confession had been received.
"Tell her," said Sigrid, glancing at
Roy.
So he told her exactly what had hap-
pened in the shop on that Monday in
June.
"We kept it from you," said Frithiof,
"because I liked to feel that there was
at any rate one person unharmed
by ,my disgrace, and because you seem-
ed so young to be troubled with such
things."
"But how can it have happened?"
Said Swanhild; "who took the note
really from the till?"
"It must have been Darnell," said
Roy. "He was present when Sardoni
got the change; he saw Janies Horner
put away the note; he Must have man-
aged -daring the time that yot , two
were alone in the shop to take it out,
and no doubt if be had been searched
first the other five -pound note would
have been found on him. What a
blackguard the man must be to have
let you suffer for himl I'll have the
truth out of him before I'm a day
older,"
"Oh! Frithiof! Frithjof! I'm so dread-
fully sorry" sobbed poor Swanhild. "I
thought it would have helped you, and
it has done nothing but harm."
But Frithiof stooped down and si-
lenced her with a kiss. "You see the
harm it has done," he said, "but you
don't see the good. Come, stop crying,
and let us have tea, for your news has
given nie an appetite, and I'm sure you
are tired and hungry after all this."
"But could it ever have entered any
one's head that such an improbable
thing shouid actually happen?" said
Roy, as he mused over the story. "To
think that Sardoni should get change
for his note, and Darnell steal it on the
very day that Swanhild had given yon
that unlucky contribution to the debt -
fund 1"
"It is just one of those extraordina-
ry coincidences which do happen in
life," said Sigrid. " I believe it every
one could be induced to tell all the
strange things of the kind that has hap-
pened we should see that they are after
all pretty common things."
" I wonder if there is 'a train to Ply-
mouth to -night ?" said Roy. " I shall
not rest till I have seen Darnell. For
nothing less than his confession signed
and sealed will satisfy James Horner.
Do you happen to have a Bradshaw ?"
"No, but, we,have something better,"
said Sigrid, smiling; "on the next
landing there is Owen, one of the Great
Western guards. I know be is at home,
It happene( inst after we had conicfor I passed him just now on the stairs,
back from the sea last, June. I was
• and he will tell you about the trains."
CHAPTER XXXIV.
Although she had climbed the stairs
so slowly, poor Swanhild was still out
of breath when she reached the door
leading into the little parlor ; she paus-
ed a moment to recover herself, and,
hearing voices within, became a degree
more miserable, for she had counted
upon finding Frithjof alone. Clearly
Sigfrid must also have returned, and,
in eed, things were even worse than
that, for as she Tried the door and
• emerged round the Japanese screen she
saw Roy standing by the fire; for this
she had been utterly unprepared, and,
;•
.indeed4, .it was woes _seldom tba,p _he
! came now to the model lodgings. .
"At last 1" exclaimed Frithiof, "why,
Swanhild, where on earth have you
been to? We were just thinking of
ving you cried."
i " We . were preparing an • advertise-
nt.mto appear in all the pabers to-
morrow morning," said Roy, laughing,
"and were just trying to agree as to
the description; you'll hardly believe
mei.but your guardian hadn't the least
notion what color your eyes are."
Frithiof drew her toward him, smil-
ing.
"Let me see now in case she is ever
lost again," he said, but noticing a sus
icious moisture in the blue eves he no
Fonger teased her, but made her sit
down on his knee and drew off her
gloves.
"What is the matter, dear ?" he said,
"you look cold and tired; where have
you been to ?"
"I have been to see Mr, Osmond,"
said Swanhild, "yon know we Often go
to his church, Sigfrid and I, and there
• was something I wanted to ask him
about. Last smniner I made a promise
which I think was wrong, and I want-
ed to know whether I might break it."
"What did he say?" asked Frithjof,
while Sigfrid and Roy listened in silent
astonishment.
"He said that a wi eaig promise ought
to be broken, and he managed to get
me leave to speak from the person to
whom I made the promise. And now
11111 going to tell you about it."
Frithjof could feel how the poor little
thing was trembling.
" Don't be frightened, darling," he
said, " just tell us everything and no
• one shall iriterrupt
She gave his hand a grateful little
squeeze and went on.
extraordinary coincidence that Mr.
Falk should, unki iown to himselfohave
had another five -pound note in his poe-
ket that day last June, but it has been
fully explitined. Now I want your ex-
planation."
"Sir 1" gasped Darnefl ; "1 don't un-
derstand you; I—I an at ik 10g15—"
"Come, don't tell any more lies about
it," said Roy impatiently. "We know
that you must have taken it, for no one
else was present. Only confess the truth
and you shall not be prosecuted; you
shall not lose your situation here.
What iuduced you to do it ?"
"Don't be hard on me, sir,"stammer-
ed the man. "1 assure you I've bitter-
ly regretted it many a time."
"Then why did you not make a clean
breast of it to my father?" said Roy.
"You might have known that he would
never be hard on you."
"1 wish I had," said Darnell, in great
distress; "1 wish to God I had, sir, for
it's been a miserable business from first
to last. But I was in debt, and there
was nothing but ruin before me, and I
thought of my wife who was ill, and I
knew that the disgrace would kill her."
"So you went and disgraced yourself
still more," said Roy hotly. "You tried
to ruin another man instead of your-
self."
"But he wasn't turned off," said Dar-
nell; "and they put it all on his illness,
and it seemed as if, after all, it would
not hurt him so much. It was a great
temptation, and when I had once given
way- to it there seemed no turning
back."
"Tell me just how you took it," said
Roy, getting rather more calm and ju-
dicial in his manner.
"1 saw Mr. Horner give Signor Sar-
doni the change, sir, and 1 saw him put
the note in the till; and I was just des-
perate with being in debt and not know-
ing how to get straight ain."
"But wait a minute—how had you
got into such difficulties ? ' interrupted
Roy. "Arid how could a five -pound
note help you out again ?"
"Well, sir, I had been unlucky in a
betting transaction, but I thought I
could right myself if only I could get
something to try again with; but there
wasn't a soul I could borrow from. I
thought I should get straight again at
once if only I had five pounds in hand,
and so I did, sir ; I was on my feet
again the very next day."
I might have known that it was
betting that had ruined you,"said Roy.
"Now go back and tell me when you
took the note."
"1 kept on thinking and planning
He repeated Swanhild's story, an(
then, hoping to (each his father in the
vestry before the service began., he
hurried off, leaVing Cecil to the only
companionship she could have borne
in her great happiness—that of little
Lance.
But. Roy found himself too late to
catch his father, there was nothing for
it but to wait, and, anxious to spea,k to
him- at the earliest opportunity, he
made his way into the chapel, that he
might get hold of him when the service
was over, for otherwise there was no
saving how long he might not huger
talking with the other deacons, who
invariably wanted to ask his advice
about a hundred and one things.
He was at this moment giving out
the hymn, and Roy liked to hear him
do this once more; it carried him back
to his boyhood—to the times when
there had been no difference of opinion
between them. He sighed just a little,
for there is a sadness in all division
because it reminds us that we are still
in the days of school time, that life is
as yet imperfect, and that by differ-
ent ways, not as we should wish all
in the same way, we are being trained
and fitted for a perfect unity elsewhere.
Mr Boniface was one of those men
who are everywhere the same, he car-
ried his own atmosphere about with.
him, and .sitting now in the deacon's
seat beneath the pulpit he looked pre-
cisely as he did in his home or in hiS
shop. It was the same quiet dignity
that was noticeable in him, the same
kindly spirit: the same delightful fiee-
'dom from all self-importance. One
could hardly look at him without re-
membering the fine old sXying, "A
Christian is God Ahnighty's gentle-
man."
When by and by he listened to Roy's
stoi•y, told graphically enongh as they
walked home together, his regret for
having misjudged Frithjof was un -
hounded. He was as impatient to get
hold of Darnell as his son was.
"Still," he observed, "you will not
gain much by going to -night; why not
start to -morrow by the first train?"
"If I go now," said Roy, "1 shall be
home quite early to -morrow evening,
and Tuesday is Christmas eve — a
wretched day for travelling. Besides,
I can't wait."
Both father and mother knew well
enough that, it was the thought of Sig-
rid that had lent him wings, and Mr.
„Boldface said no more, only stipulating
that he should be just and generous to
the offender.
"Don't visit your own annoyance on,
him, and don't speak too hotly," he
said. " Promise him that he shall not
be prosecuted or robbed of his charac-
ter if only he will inake full, confession,
and see what it was that led him to do
such a, thing, I can't at all understand
it. Be always seenied to me a most
steady, respectable man." °
Roy being young arid having suffered
severely. 'himself through Darnell's
wrongsloing,, felt. amyl hing but judicial
as he travelled westward on that cold
December night ; he vowed that horse-
whipping would be too good for such a
scoundrel. and rehearsed int erviews in
which his attack was hrilliant and Dar-
nell's defence most, feeble. Then he
dozed a little, dreamed of Sigrid, woke
cold and depressed n find that he musl.
change carriages at, Bi•istol, fuel finally
after many vicissitudes was landed at
Plymout h at. half -past nine on a damp
and cheerless winter morning.
Now that. lie was actually there he
began to dislike the thought, of the
work before him, and to doubt whether
aft er all his attack would be MS brilliant
in reallity as in imagination. Rather
diFIllally lie Made a hasty breakfast and
then set off thceugh the wet, dingy
streets to the shr,n where Darnell was
at present employed. To his relief he
found that it was not a very large one,
and, on entering, discovered the man
he sought, behind the counter and
quite alone. As be approached him he
watched his face keenly ; Darnell was a
rather good-looking'. man, dark, pale,
eminently respectabN ; looked up
civilly at the supposed ustemer, then,
catching sight of Rey, be turned a
shade paler and gave ini-eluntary
AM AK 'Mr'
coining home from 8(110(11 on saturday
morning when, just. out -side the court-
yard I met. Lady Romeo's. Just for a
moment I did not know her, but she
knew me directly, :mil stopped me and
said how she had inet yeu and Sigfrid
at it party and had ever since been so
miserable to think that we were so
poor. and 8011301111W 8111' 11:1d found out
our a.dd ress, and Nvn nt ed to k now all
about us, only when she act milly got to
the doer she did net like to come in.
And she said she W0,8 80 glad to see ine,
and asked all sort s of questions, and
when she heard thatyou meant to pay
off the debt s she looked se sad, and she
said that the bankruptcy was all her
fault, and she asked how much I
thought you had got, toward it, and
seemed quite horrified to think what, a
little it NVI1S, and what, years the w‘nik
would take. And then she said to me
that she wanted to help, too, just, a lit-
* tle, only that you must never know,
and she thugit I could easily pay in a
five -pound note to your account at the
bank, she said, without your knowing
anything about it. She made me pro-
mise to do it secreta, and never tell
that it was from her. You can't think
how kindly she said it all, and how"
dreadfully sad he looked; I don't think
I could possibl have said no' to her.
But afterwar. I began to see that I
" What, a thing it is to live in model
lodgings!" said Roy, smiling. "Yon
seem to me to keep all the professions
on the premises. Como, Frit hiof, do go
and interview this guard and ask him
how soon I can get down to Plymouth
and back again."
Frithjof went nut. there was still a
strange look of abstraction in his face.
" I 'scarcely realized before 110W 1111101
he bad 'felt this," said Roy. " What a
fool I was to he so posit iv(' that my own
vies: of the ease was right. ! Looking
at, it from my own point of view
emildn't realize how humiliating it
must all have been to hint --how ex-
asperating to know that you were in
the right yet not to he able to con-
vince any one."
"It has been like a great weight on
him all through the autumn," said
Sigrid, "and yet I know what he
meant when lie told Swanhild that it,
had done him good as well as harm.
Don't you remend er how at, one time
he cared for nothing letS clearing off
the debts? Well, now, though he
works hard at that, yet h cares for
other peeple's troubles too—
Ion ei 1is one idea."
And hen because she kner that
Roy ws thinking of the hope that
this eltange had brought int(j their
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filled with finest PERFUME. Cb,11 and see the fine display.,
Prices within the reach of all.
RUMBALL'S
We have selected two or
Croup, three lines from letters
freshly received from pa-
rents who have given German Syrup
to their children in the emergencies
of Croup. You will credit these,
because they come from good, sub-
stantial people, happy in finding
what so many families lack—a med-
icine containing no evil drug, which
mother can administer with con-
fidence to the little one in their
most critical hours, safe and sure
that it will cnrry them through.
ED. L. WILLITS, of Mrs. JA.s.W. KIRK,
Alma, Neb. I give it Daughters' College,
to my children when liarrodsburg, Ky. I
troubled with Croup have depended upon
and never saw any it in attacks of Croup
preparation act like with my little daugh.
it. It is simply mi. ter, and find it an in.
raculous. valuable remedy;
Fully one-half of our custoniers
are mothers who use Boschee's per -
man Syrup among their chile,ren.
A medicine to be successful wi h the
t..1
little folks must be a treatme t for
the sudden and terriblefoes of el1 ild-
hood, whooOrtgcough, eroup,10iph-
theria and tlie dangerous inflatn ma-
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Carriage Pao
I-Itiron Street5 401inton
Do you want a first-class COVERED or OPEN BUGGY, got up withi
very best material and finished in a workmanlike naanner; or do you wrtrate
daisy, easy riding ROAD CART; or even an excellent, well-built LIMBS
WAGGON or DEMOCRAT; because if you do, come and see the subscriber,
who will supply your wants on very reasonable terms. We do not allow an
slouch work, or poor material to be used, so that people may rely on gettu
a* ertiole just as it is represented to be. FINE BUGGIES our spernalt
REPAIRING of all kinds promptly attended to. .
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COMPETITOR
ThoGrandPenipsu
Woo") Coo
Admitted by all to be the finest in design, best it
most perfect cooking stove in the market Ca
We have the exclusive sale of them in Cli
No. 9 Cooking Stoves with full set Fd
from $18 upwards.
-Try our Rock Oil and Flint Chimneys,.
HARLA_ND B
Dealers in HOT AIR VA
litor k HARDWARE, 100,103 itatn
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