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U will not be a true lots -eater
u are in Norway Mule More," said
,.glaDoingat him. For his dreamy'
ntout voragi, gone, and a wistfulness
eti,,she olnito understood, hodtaken
lace, : Om/ you think, now that
so tittreregt.,, YOU might perhaps
the/ next eumnaer?" she added.
No,' he replied, •"you, must ,not
pt nu J wiI net go back till lam
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thaface. The'prOspect of being freest,'
. ,•,:MtUda SeonerlhanI had expected Ought
be enough to Oisiti047-Die. Suppose we
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When at last these debts are cleared,
let• -us all go to 'Norway together. • X
know Mr Boniface wbuld ho enchanted
"th it, and you, $ion, you. did net see near;
y all that you should have seen. You
;mist Pee the Ilemsdal and.the Geiran.,
0444 .We '2Olifft slum you Oldoren,
hereVe 09 Often spent the Simmer
Olidey„,a
' ..:190,delightfully it would bei" said
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"Don't say ," would,' say will," he
I shell net thoroughly enjoy
itunlessWe all go together, a huge
,
par -
"1 think we should be rather in the
ay," she sax& "Yolt would have so
Many old friends out there, and would
Ant to get rid of us. Don't you re.
wail*: the Olcl lady who was so out-
" Oken at 13411101M when we tried to be
'endly and net to let her feel lonely
and out of it P"
Frithiof laughed at the recollection.
"Yes,",he said; "she liked to be a-
Ohel'and preferred to walk on quickly
MI keep • out of the ruck,' as She ex-
pressed it. We were the ruck.' And
OW We laughed at her opinion of us."
"Well, of course you wouldn't exact-
ly put it in that way, but all the same,
ink' you would want to be alone
OD you go back."
, shook his head.
`f ; you are quite mistaken. Now,
Promise that if Mr. Boniface agrees,
, you will all come too."
"Very well," she said, smiling) "1
ionise."
" Where are you going to ?" he ex-
_Clain:met glancing into the inner room
?Where Roy was wrapping a thick sofa
:blanket about Sigrid's shoulders.
" Out Into the garden to hear the
hells, I'dare say," she replied. "We ge-
nerally go out if it is fine."
."Let us come too,"he said; anethey
left the bright room and went out into
the dusky veranda, pacing silently to
'and fro, al3sorbed in their own thoughts
while the Christmas bells rang.
"Peace and good -will, good -will and
. peace,
-Peace and good -will to mankind."
But the other two, down in a shel-
tered path at the end of the garhen,
were not silent, nor did they listen very
Much to the bells.
:"Sigrid,"said.Roy, "have you forgot-
; len that you made me a promise last
uner'
."No," she said., her voice trembling a
flittle, "I have not forgotten."
" You promised that when Frithjof
was Ieed I might ask you for your
-answer."She raised her face to his in the dim
- starlight. „
"Yes, I did-prornise.?
• "And the ansWer is—"
"1 love you:"
The soft Nerse words were spoken
•hardly aboveher breath; yet Royknesy
• that they. would ring in his heart all
his life long.
"My dar ing !" he said, taking her in
his arms. "h, if you knew What the
waiting has been to me! But it was
my own fault—all my own fault. I
ught to have trusted your instinct be -
ore nay, ownreason."
'"Xo, no," she said, clinging to him;
think I was hard and bitter that
day ;you must forgive for I was so
ery unhappy. Don't let us speak of it
ny more. .1 hate to think of it even.S,
"And nothing can evercome between
s again," he said, still keepinghis arm
ound her as they walked on.
"No; never again," she repeated ;
never again. I know I am too proud
nd independent, and suppose it is to
rush down my pride that I have to
orcie to you like this, robbed of posi.
ion and money, and—"
"How can you speak of such things,"
e said, reproachfully. "You know
hey are nothing to me—you know that
can never feel worthy of you."
"Such things do seem very little
hen one really loves," she said, gent -
y. I have thought it over, and it
erns te me like this—the proof of your
ove to me is that you take me poor,
n exile, more or less burdened with
he past; the proof of my love to yell is
hat I kill my pride—and yield. It
otild have seemed impossible to me
nce ; but now—Oh, Roy 1 how I love
ou—how I love you!"
"And aboutPrithiof ?" said Roy, i3re-
ntly. "You will explain all to him,
nd make him understand that I would
ot for the world break up his home."
"Yes," she replied, "I will tell him;
at I think not to -night.. Just tilf to-
orrow let it be only for ourselves.
ark! the clocks are striking twelve!
et us go in And wish the others a, hap -
y Christmas."
But Rey kept the first of the good
shes for himself; then, at length re-
asing her, -walked beside her toward
house, happy beyond all power of
pression.
.44.1id now once more outer things be-
n to appeal to him ; he became con -
ions of the Christmas bells ringing
yly in the stillness of the night, of
e stars shining down gloriously thro'
e clear, frosty air, of the cheerful
impse of home to be seen through the
curtained window of the drawingon
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Cecil and Frithjof had left the veran-
da and returned to the piano; they
'were singing a carol, the German airof
Which was well known in Norway.
Sigrid. did not know the English words,
but she listened to them now intently,
and they helped to reconcile her to the
One than in -her perfect happiness—the
*thought that these other two were shut
etut frOrti the bliss which she enjoyed.
Qiiietly she stole into the room and
etbod watching them as they sang the
;quaint old hint :
" GONIChriStian meu rejoice,
In heart end sOul and vcdce ;
• No* 'ye hes+ of .ericliesO blias
p d'44x '1 10,1
.T.ea et *at. 'etan both fee, this 1
"the hdai6itly-dboit,
blitirtnin COY f4iff
And Man is blessed evornlbre I d Ui
TN .CLI
e am
q te the coltrary, no
TO NEW liA.
Christ was born for cular, But t beg yoiz won't wrunt
Oecils Mt at her wlfen the carol the meat Is done to
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dreamy leek eaufelnto her eisier,, PreOk'
oft?, zel cithiect liatuisothi4061kealitlf vlicr Al
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fur OtirryviSe'We StIOUld all be feeling
' vepy flat, I knew,'" •
roytiAornade,wHeatedif,salall bra ,orn4oariur Tortea.,'Itebwo '
minutes in her busy preparations ; a
Wel eyes,' and OW let ,her head rest
ag,ainst the side of the bed.
,nlaLlrerae`t'ineaglni idgelf"euventlfiw;s is"a4111Preeat
t4ht4T,n1.14ehjealt4 W3aUkalt Imagining it
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sMoyo s: ntfu 13u I:Twin:vett": t.4107sotis Waltz at
the acacletnY---if was always such, a
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to the outer room she reGilVOCuk bearing
hthacie isoevzletir wedding bouquet ;Which I'loY
“1.41iesaof the valley 1" exclaimed Sig,
rid. *4 Oh, how exalusite 1 And in yrtie
and encharist lilies-eit is the most beau- .
tiful bouquet I ever saw"
"Don't you think it is tirae you were
dresSing?" said Cecil. "Come, sit down
you
leention3yeydeouryorowhearair.pfor you while
th`i`oRkuitt isSweluaintehifildn'robpeadc.k,ing —.1 don't
"Never mind, I will come back this
afternoon with her and finish every-
thing,justforyoonneme.us” t let us help you a little
And then, as she brushed out the
long, golden hair, she thought how few
brides showed Sigrid's *wonderful un-
selfishness and care for others, and
somehow wished that Roy, could have
seen her just as she was,in her working.
day apron, too full of household ,ar-
rangemeuts to spend much time over
her own toilet.
rtt.
le, 0
'9"40 Pucledp ree41, secret 44 her hikr*, " Never .raind the dinner," repilei lqr
elawtna. &cc. She rest; frtnu her Itoruer captiously. have other
1404Ant thInil tin tliguk• of thOP oyerdone pints,
right 49'4%14 the loWer path. and you "'Wha 01%1 hie wife, "not now
can't think/IOW inc be)10 soUP4,"' that all this affair is cleared up, and
said Sigrid. you have apologized Se handSomely to
Then, with fresh stab of pain at, her 'mpg Valek?"
heart, Ale thought FrithloVa 0xe ;, perfectly disvoceftti,” solo,
ing_to ber, VE40 sorry to have misjudged hifo, and
was he AnYer kr19* anYtt, even MOO T3onitace that I had
-mere satisfyinttluoi-therace. of bein -seeken 114stUn
Trj,10!"."07,Mirfrir
• ".A • luippY •01410tums you,* .she nap ool mirage has taken -me at my
4.04,d, Mom* her on, beth .cheeks., , word, and actually. doesn'ti.ritend to re,
" We Ilft'ire tiep,u out ln the garden,: th p,"
life ; shelooked wistfully ae_roSs a ND. /Ames H 110 orner, looking ''ke an angry,
conscious that her love for Roy haq, turkey -cock be paced, vc, and fro, 41
ly deepened her love for these belong- shook hands with Ralck and told him, I
freed from the. eavy lea of susrclonreconsider the ;natter. e
Was he gaily tolin the o love? ti;t only gives me the sack hut he
Al) her first desire to keep or secret to takes in my plane that SeheMitng Nor,
herself died away as she looked at him, vvegian.°
and in another minute herhand was on But the fellow has no capital,"
his arm. cried Mrs, florner„ in great agitation.
"Dear old boy," she Said to him in "Ile iS as poor Ma, rook 1 He haSn't, a
Norse. "won't Yell cOMe out into the single penny teput into the concern. '
garden with me for a few minutes?" "-Precisely. But Boniface is such a
SO they went out together into the fool that he overlooks that and does no -
starlight, and wandered down to .the thing but talk of his great business ca -
sheltered path where she and Roy had pacities, his industry, his good address,
paced to and fro. so long. and a lot of other rubbish of that sort.
"What a happy Christmas it has been Why without namey a fellow is worth
Jar us all I" she said, thoughtfully. nothing—absolutely nothing."
Very ; and how little we expected "'From the first I detested him," said
it," said,. Frithjof. Mrs Horner. "1 knew that the Boni-
" Do you think," she began faltering.- faces were deceived in him. It's my
ly, " db you think, Frithiof, it would belief that although hie, (ammeter is
make you less happy if I told you of a cleared as to this five -pound note busi.
new happiness that has come to me ?" nese, yet he is really a mere 'adventur-
Her tone as much as the actual words er. Depend upon it hell manage to get
suddenly enlightened him, everything into, his own 'hands; and
"Whatever makes for your howl- will be ousting Roy One of these days."
ness makes for mine," he said, trying "Well, he's -hardly likelk to do that,
to read her face. for it seems the sister has been keepiug
v" Are you sure of that," she said, the her eyes open and that idiot of a Roy
tears rushing to her eyes. " Qh, if I is going to naarry her."
could quite believe you, Frithjof, how "To marry Sigrid Feick r' exclaimed
happyi should be 1" Mrs Horner, starting to her feet, " Ac-
" Why should you doubt me ?" he tually to bring into the fatally a girl
asked. "Come, I have guessed your who plays at dancing -classes and par -
secret, you are going to tell me that—" ties—a girl who sweeps her own house
"That Roy will :some day be your and cooks her own dinner."
brother as well as your friend," she "1 don't know that she is any the
said, finishing his sentence for him. worse for doing that," said James Hor-
He caught her hand in his and held it ner. ," It is not the girl herself that I
fast. object to, for she's pretty and pleasant
" I wish you joy, Sigrid, '!with all my enough, but the connection, the being
heart. Ilus puts the finishing touch to related by marriage to that odious
our Christmas happiness." Feick, who has treated me so insuffer-
" And Roy has been making such ably, who looks down on me and is as
plans," said Sigrid, brushing away her stand-oftlsh as if he were an emperor."
tears,;"he says that just over the wall " If there is one thing I do detest,"
i
there s a charming little house back to said Mrs. Horner, "-it is pushing peo-
backt you know, with this one, and it ple— a sure sign of vulgarity, But it's
will Just hold us all, for of course he partly Loveday's fault. If I had had to
will never allow us to be separated. He deal with the Feick's they would have
told me that long ago, when he first been taught their proper place, and all
asked me." this would not n
have happeed."
"Long ago ?" said Frithiof; "why. At this ruoment dinner Was announ-
what do you mean Sigrid? I thought eed. The overdone meat did not im-
it was only to.niglit." prove Mr. Horner's temper, and when
"It was only to -night that I gave the servarits had left the room he broke
him his answer," said Sigrid. " It was out into fresh invectives against the
when we were at sea last June that he ,Doeieaces.
first spoke to me, and then—afterward "- When is the wedding to be ?" asked
—perhaps I was wrong, but I would his wife.
not hear anything rnore about it till "Some time in February, I believe.
your cloud had passed away. I knew They are house -furnishing already."
some day that your name must be Mrs. Horner gave an ejaculation of
cleared, and I was angry ,with Roy for annoyance.
not believing in you, I dare say I was "Well, the sooner we leave London
wrong to expect it, but somehovv, I did the better," she said. "I'm not going
expect it, andit disappointed rae dread- to be mixed up with all this ; we'll avoid
fully. He says himself now that he any open breach with the family of
ought to have trusted—" course, but for goodness' sake do let
"It was a wonder that you didn't the house and let us settle down else -
make him hate me forever," said Frith- where. There's that house at Croydon
iof. "Why did you not tell me about
it before P" I was very partial to, and you could go
up and down easy enough from there."
"How could I ?" said Sigrid. "It "We'll think of it said Mr. Horner,
would only have made you more an- reflectively. "And, by -the -by, we must,
happy. It was -far better to wait." I suppose, get them some sort of wed-
" But what a terrible_ autumn for ding present"-
you!" exclaimed Frithjof. " And to " By good luck," said Mar. Horner,
think that all this should have sprung "1 won a sofa -cushion last week in a
from that wretched five -.pound note raffle at the bazaar for the cha 1 organ
( Our stories have been curiotisly woven
together, Sigrid."
As she thought of the 'contrast be-
tween the two stories her tears broke
forth afresh; she walked on silently
hoping that he would not notice them,
but a drop fell right on to his wrist; he
stopped suddenly, took her face be-
tween his hands and looked hill into
her eyes.
"You dear little goose," he said,
" what makes you cry! Was it because
I said our stories had been woven to-
gether ?"
"It's because I wish they could have
been alike," she solibed.
"Bat it wasn't to be," he said quietly.
"It is an odd thing to say to you to-
night, when your new life is beginning,
but to -night I also am happy, because
now at last my struggle is over—now
at last the fire is burned out. I don't
want anything but just the ,p.eace of
being free to the end of my life. Be-
lieve me, I am content."
Her throat seemed to have closed up,
she could not say a word just be9iuse
she felt for him so intensely. She gave
him a little mute caress, and once more
they paced along the garden path. But
her whole soul revolted against this
notion of content. She understood it
as little as the soldier marching to his
first battle understands the- cahn indif-
ference of the comrade who lies in hos,
pital. Surely Frithiof was to have some-
thing better in his life than this miser-
able parody of love? This passion,
which had been almost all pain, could
surely not be the only glimpse vouch.
safed.13.im of the bliss which had trans-
figured the whole world for her? There
came back to her the thought of the old
study at Bergen, and she seemed to
hear her father's voice saying—
"1 should like an early marriage for
Frithjof, but I will not say too much
about you, Sigrid, for I don't know
how I should ever sdare you."
And she sighed as she remembered
how his plans had been crossed and his
business ruined and his heart broker:—
how both for him and for Frithiof fail-
ure had been decreed.
Yet the Christmas bells rang on in
this world of strangely mingled joy
and sorrow, and they brought her much
the same message that had been
brought to her by the silence on I/jer-
kin oo—
" here is a better plan which can't
go wrong," she said to herself.
CHAPTER X XXVII.
"1 have some news for you," said Mr
Horner to his wife a few dayrs after this
as one evening he entered the drawing.
room. The huge gold clock with the
little white face pointed 0 the hbur of
eight, the golden pigs still climbed the
golden hill-, the golden swineherd still
leaned meditatively on his golden staff.
Mrs. Horner arrayed in peacock.blue
satin, glanced from her husband bathe
clock and back again to her husband.
"Neuter she said hi a distinctly dis-
codraging tone. "Is it that which
nialseS you so late P IloweVeri its Otte
eatneiPteneetgXne4. Ole dier
ostorts6;
fund. It's quite good enough Ir them,
I'm sure. I did half think of sending it
to the youngest Miss Smith, who is to
be married on New Year's Day, but they
are such rich people that I suppose I
must send them something a little more
showyand expensive. This will do very
well for Sigrid. Feick."
Luckily the opinion of outsiders did
not at all mar the happiness of the two
lovers. They were charmed to hear
that the Horner's were leaving London,
and when in due course the sofa -cush-
ion arrived, surmounted by Mrs. Hor-
ner's card, Sigrid, who had been in the
blessed cOnclition of expecting nothing,
was able to write a charming little note
of thanks, which, by its straightfor-
ward simplicity, made the donor blush
with an uncomfortable sense of guilt.
" .And'after all," remarked Sigrid to
Cecil, "we really owe a !great deal to
Mrs. Horner, for if she had not asked
me to that children's fancy ball I ehould
rieyer have met Mrs. Lechertier, and
how could we ever have lived all toge-
ther if it had not been for that ?"
"In those da,ys I think Mrs. Horner
rather liked you, but somehow you
have offended her."
"Why, of course, it was by earning
my living and setting up in model lodg-
ings; I utterly shocked all her ideas of
propriety, and, when once you do that,
good -by to all hopes of remaining in
Mrs. Horner's good books. It would
have grieved me to have displeased any
of yourrelations if you yourselves cared
for them, but the Horner's—well, I can-
not pretend to care the least about
thenn."
The two girls were in the little sit-
ting -room of the model lodgings,put-
ting the finishing touches to the Visite
cashmere wedding -dress which Sigrid
had cut but and made for herself dur-
ing the quiet days they had spent at
Rowan Tree House. Every one enter-
ed most heartily into all the busy pre-
parations, and Sigrid could not help
thinking to herself that the best proof
that trouble had not spoiled or soured
the lives either of Cecil or Frithjof lay
in their keen enjoyment of other peo-
ple's happiness.
The wedding was to be extremely
quiet. Early in the morning, when
Cecil went to see if she could be of any
use, she found the bride -elect hi her
usual black dress and her house -keep-
ing ation of brown holland, busily
packing Frithiof 's portmanteau.
"Oh, let me do it for you," she said.
"The idea of your toiling away to -day
just as if you were not going to be mar-
ried?'
Sigrid laughed merrily.
"Must brides sit and do nothing un-
til the ceremony ?" she asked. "If so,
I am sorry for them; I couldn't sit still
if I were to try. How very. glad I am
to thitik Frithiof and SWanhild will be
at Rowan Tree House while we are
away 1 I should never had a moment's
peace if I had left theid here, for Swan-
hild is, after all, only a child. It is so
good of Mrs. 13oniface to have asked
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Swanhild• , already dressed in her
white cashmere and pretty white bea-
ver hat, danced ia and out of the room
fetching and carrying, and before long
the brid.e, jaio, was dressed, and wit
her long tir e veil owr the dainty lit-
tle wreath of real orange blossoms from
Madame Lechertier's greenhouse, and
the horneena,de dress which fitted ad-
mirably, she walked into the little sit-
ting -room to show harself to Frithjof.
"I shall hold up your train, Sigrid,
In case the floor is at all dusty," said
Swanhild, much enjoyingthe excite-
ment of the first wedding in the fami-
ly, and determind not to think of the
parting till it actually came.
Frithjof made an, involuntary excla
tion as she entered the room.
"You look like Ingeborg," he said,
'when she came into thee_a.pew temple
of Balder."
Followed by many a fair attendant
. maiden,
As shines the moon amid surround-
ing stars,'"
quoted Swanhild in Norse from the old
saga, looking rouguishly up at her tall
brother. Sigrid laughed and turned to
"She says that I am the moon and
shine with a borrowed and that
you are the stars with light of your
own. By -the -by, where is my other
little bridesmaid ?"
"Gwen is to meet us at the church,"
explained Cecil. "Do you know I think'
the carriage must be waiting! for I see
the eldest little Hallifield tearing across
the court -yard."
"Then I must say good -by to every
one," said Sigrid; and with one last
look round the little house which had
grown so dear to them, she took Frith-
jof 'e arm ancl went out into the long
stone pasgage, where a group of the
neighbors stood waiting to see the last
of her, and to give her their hearty
• good wishes. She had a word and -a --
smile for every one, and they all fol-
lowed her down the stairs and across
the court -yard and stood waving their
hands as the carriage drove off.
That chapter of her life was ended,
and the busy hive of workers would no
longer count her as queen -bee of the es-
tablishment. The cares and troubles
and wearing economies were things of
the past, but she would take with her
and keep forever many- happy memo-
ries ; and many friendships would still
last and give her an excuse for visiting
afterwards the scene of her first home
in London.
She was quite silent as she drove
through the busy streets, her eyes had
again that sweet dreamy look in them
that Cecil had noticed earlier in the
morning ; she did not seem to see out-,
ward thmgs, until after a while hereyes
met Frithiof's and then her face, which
had been rather grave, broke into sud-
den brightness, and she said a few
words to him in Norse, which he replied
to with a look so full of loving pride
and contentment that it carried the
sunshine straight into Cecil's heart.
"This marriage is a capital thing for
him," she thought to herself. " He will
be happy in her happiness."
By this time they had reached the
church; Lance, in the dress he had
worn at Mrs Horner's fancy ball, stood
ready to hold the bride's train, and
Gwen came runnireg up eager to take
her place in the little procession.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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and although •svo only have among our
medical supplies what is known as regular
products, yet we are free to confess, that, the
merits of Castoria bas won u.s to look with
favor upon it,"
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