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'Loved that the girl before2 her had
.stiddenlY gorics inSene or had inclul-
ge,? in wine; surely Something of that
kind.
She turned angrily toward the
bell -rope, but Neva divined her' in-
tentions, and sprung between her gad
it, crying:
"1 beseech you, lady, to listen to
,niel Hear me, and judge for yourself
if I am wrong in coming to yen with
any stOrY. Do not turn from me!"
. Olive drew the lkirts of her dress
haughtilY back from the trembling,
clutching hands stretched out to her,
her eyes fairly black with anger, her
bosom heaving convulsively with in.
tense excitement.
"C e I leave this house 1" she cried,
•-stormuy. ' 'I do not believe one word
that you have- uttered! If an angel
from heaven Streeld cry out trumpet -
tongued to me that my lover was
fate°, 1 should not believe it Go, 1
saY!"
Neva rose slowly from her knees,
and her cleath-white face, as Olive
saw it then, she never forgot in all
the after years of her life, it made
- so deep an impression on her mind.
"May Heaven linci pardon for you
-when you stand at the judgmegt
bar!" she moaned in a dying voici
that would have touched a heart of
-stone; continuing: "I wonder that
'Heaven does not strike every wo-
:man dead -who willfully takes away
another woman's lciVer from her. It
is the one crime which cries out to
the great White Throne for vengeance
swift and sharp, and the angels put
• a, long, dark mark in their record
book against the name of the wo.
-Alan who commits such a sin, that
eGod may see it and deal with her
:.sooner or later, as He deems best. X
•go, Miss Kneeland; but, hark you!.
.the day will come when youwill re#
member this, and repent that you
•took my lever from me! He is all]
have in this great cold world. Yon
;have wrecked my life. I wonder that
Heaven does not strike you dead for
-.taking my lover from me!"
Before Olive could answer, her
-father, who had been an astounded
listener to the last few sentences, on
the threshold, where he had stood for
• .0, moment or so quite unobservedi,
1 • came quickly forward.
"What is it you are saying to my,
-'daughter?" he asked, hoarsely. "Yea
:must repeat it to Inc."
"It is false, a slander, papa!" cried
.Olive, springing forward. "It is ...a
'base calumny got by Roger's enetnieS
to thrn us ,from him; but we will
ecoay no heed to them; we will be—"
"Hush, ,Olive!" commanded the
!judge, sternly. "I request that you
retire from the room while I listen to
this young girl's story."
But Olive would not go. She
glided across the room to her father
And clung about his neck.
• "I shall stay here to defend my
betrothed husband against all you
May say' to my father," she said,
• addressing Nein, scornfully, her 'red
lips curling. "I do not believe you,
and my father will not."
The judge raised his hand with a
gesture of silence, motioning Neva to
proceed. And again she told her piti-
ful story falteringly, but with a ring
iof truth in it that -carried conviction
to the judge's unwilling ears as ho
sistened fairly speechless. 1 He had
been called 'even, during the many
years he had been ori the bench, to
decide many difficult cases, but never
in his life had he been go torn with
Caught Cold
By Working
In Water.
A Distressing, Tickling Sensa-
tion In The Throat. .
eram=hii
Mr. Albert MaePhee, Chignecto Mines,
writese—"In Oct., 1908, I datight
,eold by working in water, and had
very bad cough and that distressing,
tickling sonsatioit in my throat so
could not' sleep at night, end my lungs
were so very sore I had to give up work.
Our doctor gave me medicine lent it did
me n� good so I got a bottle of Dr. Wood's
Norway Pine Syrup and by the time I
hadused two bottles I .was entirely
citred, I am always recotninending it tie
my friends.'".
Dr, Wood's Norway Pine Syrup coni -
Mixes -the potent healing virtues 0! the
Norway pine tide with other absorbeitt,
eXpeetorant and Soothing MeilkilleS of
Meognized Worth, Mid la absolutely barite
leste prompt and safe for the mire of
Coughs, Colds, Bronchitis, Croim, Bore
Throat , Pain or Tightness hi the Chest,
and ell Thema and Litt% l'intiblee.
Beware of imitations of bt Wood's
Norway Pine Syr*. Ask for it and
isit oregettingvihat you ask for, It is
out * in s *ea* Xti,Ppeti, three pies
treed the trade Mark, snd the pries 2/
coma.
Matiulactured only by 'M• O Ty Milbuti
Co.tnItod Tarot°, Out
Of:Inflicting doubts and fears as in this,
matter which concerned the vital hap-
piness and the future Of his own loved daughter.
"Let Roger Glendenning be sent for
ett once to face this young girl, and
prove true or false the charge she
makes against him," he said, reach,
ing for the boll -rope,
"X am expecting him every moment,
papa," returned' Olive, huskily; and.
even QS she spoke there was a'quielc,
impatient stop on the graveled walk
outside, and Olivebreathed, faintly;
"That is his step, papa. There is
Roger now," •
The judge hastily summoned a ser.?
vant.
"Show Mr. Glendenning into tho
library 'at once," he said, harshly,
and awaited with folded arms hie ap-
Roger came in happy and smiling,
his face dropping Into one of puzzled
wonder and curiosity as he beheld the
trio before him; the judge standing
in the centre of the great, dark, mas-
sive library, with Olive clinging' to
his neck, het face nuried on his
shoulder, and the strange young wo-
man with the lovely, white, childish
face kneeling, supplicatingly at his
feet,
"I beg your parden for intruding
upon what seems to be a private af-
fair, but I understood the servant to
say I was to coine in here. I—"
The judge motioned him to miter,
and Roger saw by the look on his
stern, rugged face, as he advanced in-
to the library, that something out of
the usual order of events. had tran-
spired.
"This is your adair," said the
judge, in a harsh voice; adding: "I
wish you to look well at this young
woman, Roger Glendenning, and tell'
me Who ,she is."
Roger looked at her wonderingly,
and answered promptly:
"I have -ever seen this young lady
before, that I can recollect. She is,
an entire stranger to me, sir."
Neva sprung from her knees and
faced him.
"May God pardon you for perjur-
ing yourself in that fashion!" she
sobbed, wildly. "I could not, I
would not have believed it! Would
to Heaven 1 ould have died, Roger,
ere I had lived to know your treach-
ery!"
His amazement was growing deep-
er.. He looked from her to the others
with the greatest astonislunent.
"There is eVidently some great mis-
take here, madaane," he returned
quickly but courteously. "You ap-
pear to mistake 'ine for some one else.
lify mune iS Glendenninge-Roger
Glendenning. 1 have no idea who
you are.''' •
All the bitterness in Nova's nature
was aroused by this.
"I wonder the words do riot choke
you!" she cried. "You know, de-
spite your cool bravado, that you
are standing face to face with the
girl who loved and trusted you, and
whom you wedded and deserted!"
"I think," Said Roger Glendenning,
turning to the judge, "that this poor
• young lady isout of her Mind. I
earnestly assure you I never saw her
in all my life before."
"I have proof of what say!" cried
the girl. "I have my marriage certi-
ficate with me,- alSo my husband's
picture, .1 can bring all the people
from the farm, and those in the vil-
lage beyond, to .testify that this is
Roger Glendenning, and that he mar-
ried me and cruelly deserted me!"
"I am certainly Roger Glendon-
eing," he responded, gravely; "but,
my dear young lady, I solemnly aver
that 1 never saw you before."
Slabbing hysterically, the girl drew
from her pocket the certifieate and
the picture of his brother Roger,
Nvhich Oscar , Glendenning had given
her, claiming it to be his own pic-
ture, the two brothers being so fatal-
ly alike,
"You see the picture, and the mune
signed to it," sobbed Neva, hysteri-
cally; "and tow," poititieg to the
young milli,. "look at hint and tell
me Whether or not 1 have.spoken
truly, Is it not his picture?"
The judet fade was growing purple
In ?mote; his eyes looked darkly gray.
Hie hauls trembled as he teek them,
while Olive Was sobbing, shivering
'like a leaf, and clinging to him.
One long, 'steady gage of deep &vet-
iny, his eyes slowly traveling oVer the
certificate, then testing on the pic-
tured face, beneath which was writ -
ton in Glendenning's own handwrit-
ing, which was certainly familiar
eriough to hint, the name Roger
Glendenning,
The Ang man turned pale as
death,
"That is Certainly my pietore," he
Mid, "X do net Make any attempt
te deity it, Mut that is also my name
in my (Oen 'terabit; beneath it; but,
as God hates me, I say to you I do
net know how it dame, hit° this
youbeelady's possession. X know
nothing- of the eertificate—oothing
whatever! ';
"It will take 'something mots
tangible than Words to convince ine,"
returned the judge, • sharply and
harshly. •
Suddenly athooght come to hire,
and again be glanced over the eorti-
dente, then turned. to Olendeiming:
"Where did you say you were Mir,
Mg your absence from NeW
A.ft &AA In tint southeln tart of
WAiltitiA4 TIMM. rEBRUAliir 1,4 IOU
woo Up To Die
,No. Peet George St., Sorel, Quebec',
suffered frout womb disene for seven
years, witli. dreadful pains over the front.
of the body, over the back and down
the lege. I had Indigestion and chronic
Congtpation and the constipation was.
.so 4dithat 1 went sometimes for ten to.
Afteen 400 without any action of .the
bowels, X was ill in bed for one whole
year. At tene.tinte X was se low that
everyone theeght I was going to die,
and the last Rites of the Church were
administered to me. X. Was treatedby
six different doctors without enybenefit,
geep.e.eceeeeeeeem,
MADAME JOSEPH LISETTE
Then got a sample of "Itruit-a-tives,“
but I had 110 faith in them at all, and I
vvouid not have taken them only my
husband begged so hard for me to try
them. ' As soon .as I began to "take
"Fruit-a-tives" I grew better, the
bloating was relieved, the sleeplessness
was cured; my stomach acted, and the
bowels were naoved, but above all the
fearful womb pains were made easier.
have 'taken eighteen boxes in all
aud. I am, now perfectly well again,"
(Signed) 1VIADAmd joszpHuRETTA
50, box -6 for $2.so—or trial box zec.
—at dealers or from Pruit-a-tives
Limited, Ottawa..
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Louisiana—almost in the swamps,"
he returned. .
"You were there on or about the
eighteenth of the month?" interrogat-
ed the judge, slowly.
"I was indeed," returned Roger,
eagerly, thinking this conclusive proof
that he was far away from the vici-
nity of this young girl's abode at
the particular date mentioned in the
certificate.. "I can prove that I was
.down there by my friend Jack
Murray, who was my companion dur-
ing the—the—sojoutn, if I can but find
him."
"And your proofs that this is the
right party," -questioned Judge Knee-
land of the girl, "where are they?"
"Are not niy marriage certificate
and the picture of my—my, husband,
together with my word, sufficieht,
sir?" sobbed Neva.
"It would be -ell to ,submit every
particle of proof within your power.,'
said the judge, huskily.
"I am. quite willing—nay, I am
anxious • that she shouldi'l returned
Glendenning, distressedly; "for I am
innocent of the charge she brings
against Inc. and I must clear myeelf
in your eyes and those of My dear
Olive without a moment's delay."
Neva turned her white, tear -stain-
ed face piteously to the old judge. '
"He adds insult to injury by call-
ing another girl 'dear' in my very
presence!" she moaned. "He could
have spared me that."
,Tha judge turned and led Olive
from the moth, and after he had
closed • the door upon her, he turned
to Glendenning:
"In my own mind I feel convinced
of the truth of this young girl's -
story, that you are married to her,
and that she is your lawful wife.
Now; listen to what I say to you:
You have come within an ace of
wrecking My daughter's future. It
is well that I have foiand you out in
the very nick of time to save Olive.
I say tie you, if you would escape
my just wrath, take your young wife
away. Go quickly, quietly with her,
and provide for her. I will Spare you
for her sake, thopgh I can scarcely
control, the mad dinpulse to shoot
you down at my feet for your atrac-
lone, calculating villainy!"
CHAPTER. XXII.
Roger Glendenning's fair: handicene
face grew white With anger,
"3 liege Kneeland!" he cried,
hoarsely, "there ought to- be no bet-
ter authority than myself as to Ithe-
thet t am ft married man or not. I
say most vehemently that, notwith-
standieg this young girl's peoofs, I
have never met her before, so help
me God! I swear it by all that is
holy! Give me one dey, two days,
in which to telegraph and advertise
for ley friend Jack AIlteray, and he
will assure you of the truth of my
Words, Will hot that be as fait for
you as for me?"
"Oh, Rego', Roger!" moaned the
sinking on het' knees at his feet,
do coine away with met. I Will
be to tovifig, ho kind! X will for-
give all Only cf.re for me once
Mote, fele X love you still. 1will
forget all your eettelty, end never re-
proach you with it, •'Only eotne
annty with me, Roger! Cowie with
the Wife you married tied whom you
said you loved. and we Will forget
this dark day as we would forgot
dark and horrible deemul
"You will drive tue mad, tria-
denier Wed Glendermilffi, hoarsely.
"I have heard -Of Miley a Strange
thitig, Mit never before have X heard
�f a hunt beteg elaimed as a married
Mae, and the attempt pereisted itt to
force Min into it, you look like ati
innocent girl, but you knoiv, tutd
know, that you are acting a part.
What object you tan have lit this,
Ifeavett oidy knows -4 toeless X do
not. I am triyatitled, 1 do not like
to lideln harsh to a lady, hut I say
'to VIM X will' not brook this An in-
stant longer, Despite my reluc-,,
tango to de NO,1 Will OaUgie your ar-
rest in five minutes' time if you do
no tear up that certificatebearing
say name surreptitiously pieced up-
on it, and make a clean breest of
why, yo' selected ene for a. victim.
The rest of the sentence was never
finished.. Tbe girl threw up her
hands with a bitter, Wailing cry
414°4114 boar°ut: no more, Roger! Oh
kill me! kill 11101 here and now, and
end it all for noel"
And with theme werds On her lipa
she fell down at his feet iti it dead
faint,
• "You will hear from me to -more
• row. At this houg I will be here
and bring my friend with me to
prove my innocence to you and to
olive, or I*shall die in the at.
tempt.," he said, turning to leave the
reom. But on the threshold he was
confronted by an officer and an old
mai, dressed like a fermer, who was
following in the rear,
Glendenning would have passed
them by, but the otlicer laid a heavy
hand on his shoulder, and, turning
to his companion, asked, hurriedly:
"I this your man?"
"Ay, ay, sir," exelaimed the coun-
tryman, excitedly. "The minit
passed him I said to myself, "Ah,
Duncan Gray, you've caught yer
Marl at easti roller him, an'
ye'll find your lost daughter, my
little Neva, that he enticed away
from us.' Hold on to hint, officer,
an' choke it out o' him re I ken
find my little girl: oh, God!"
His breath came in a short •gasp;
he had just Caught sight of the pros-
trate figure lying on the velvet car-
pet, by whom the judge was kneel-
ing, striving in vain to bring back
consciousness.
• "That's She nowt Oh, hey
come too late! She's dead—she's
Ndeeavda, t•llHe has killed mylittle
•And with a cry that those .
ose who
heard it never forgot, he made a
desperate plunge at Glendenning. In
an instant he seemed quite forgetful
of his child.; his only desire was to
slay the man whom he believed re-
sponsible for wrecking her life.
The Judge and the officer stepped
between them just in time. Roger
Glendenning looked at the old 1 ariner
with amiteement.
"God help me! Am I going mad,
or tici I dream all this?" he muteer-
ed. "Has everyone in this world
gone suddenly daft?"
"Are you positive this is the man
”you 'are looking for?" asked the
judge, to make assurance doubly
sure, pointing to Glendenning.
The farmer turned to him with
great sorroav on his rugged, honest
face and pathetic dignity in his
demeanor. ' ,
"I would know him ef I had Met
him in heaven or Hades, or any
part of the earth far or wide. Ile
has ruined' my home, broken my
wife's heart, Jan' 'Wrecked my little
Neva. I have walked the great city
over, footsore, to find him, • an' X
sed to myself that 'When We once
stood face to face I should kill him
or he should.kill me—an' I'll keep
my word here an' howl"
"Not here, my good man," ex-
claimed the judge, severely—"not in
my home. I, too, have bitter cause
for reverige against this man, for on
the morrow he was to have wedded
my young daughter Olive."
Atry .of rage broke from the
frothy jips of Farmer Gray.
• "It is I who naust mete out his
punishment to him," he said; "my
sorrow is greater than yours.,"
• "That I grant you, acquiesced
the judge; "but take my advice, do
not be rash; let the law take its
coarse with him; do not fly in the
face of the jaw,"
During this colloquy Roger Glen-
denning had been standing, fairly
stricken dumb With amazement at
the 'predieament in which he found
.himself—claimed as it husband by -a
girl to whom he was an entire
stranger!. He could not believe the
evidenee of his own senSes at what
,he was seeing and hearing; his mind
was all chaos, and his brain bewil-
derehdel
Tofficer tapped him hairriedly on
tho shoulder, saying:
"Come—you must come with me at
once," .
• "Upen What charge?" asked Glen-
• denning, almost stupefied.
• "On the grounds of desertion," an-
swered the man, iinpatieritly, think-
ing it quite superficial to be asked,
or have to answer, such a miestion.
Glendenning broke away from his
detaining barid, and turned to the
judge, his eyed inoist With unshed
• te,t1se.
t me see Olive just • one mo-
ment," he pleaded, hoarsely; "let
nti look into- dear eyeS, clasp
her loving hands just once niore, as-
stu•ing her that I am innocent; then
t nut quite willing to be taken
away and await the hour whim my
"1:11111(18g0entICI libeeelain)td.°'r Ce grew dark
and storinY.
"No, not one word with Olive,"
• he returned, sharply. "1 shall take
her away this very clay. You 81)0.1
heVee see her again, and I will make
• It the 'hnsiness of my life to fetich
her to forget you. Save all your
words and your soft speeches for
the gill. whom you have wedded and
etserted. 111 you ever dere cross
live's path again, Will show you
no mercy. Take hint away!" this
;er the °Meer.
The officers arm fell from Glen,
lenning's elioulder, and he looked to
e'aelnee Gray for °Here.
"You eatt go, 1 suppoee," hcistdcl,
euekily, allied, "but," he tvMspeeed
ogler hie breath,
and so low that
.0 one but tho
e ffieer •heard and en-
leeetood, "be rteoutid the eoener to
tike him when he leaves this
110Tuelel0,)iloati nodded and withdtett,
"Roger," Intirmul`ed Neva, "1
,ould not hear to Ates them take you
to prison; it would kill me, dear,"
She held Out, her elite to him
with a patient, 'Wistful sidile.-‘-oh. So
wan aati sadl the great tears fait -
big from her dierk eyes.
"Eine me just Mite, Roger," Ale
plettded, "tied 1 wilt let you go your
way, thotogli tever look upon your
deer nee: agalit."
Roger Glendenning stood, white
and stern, leaning Raab* the frainee
work of the door, looking at the
girl With, steady eyqs, making, of
• emirs°, no glier to de her bidding.
Bet he could not, he Would not
• hiss any one save Oline-eue, net Sor
g king's ransom, At that moment
there Was a peel at the bell,•
-
• Roger turned to take. hie leaveeend
at that instant run directly into the
arms of his friend Jaele Murray.
"1. thought X ehoeld And You ben),
zny deer boy. Jest got yeilr letter;
It has fellgived me for a month or
more from post to pillar, and I've
traveled night and day in Order ta
reach here to be present at to -mon,
row's great event, Let me • erne,
orratulate you, Glendenning, that
• YoUr troubles are all over. Your
ease but proves the old saying, that
'true loves never does run smooth."
He would have rattled on in this
way for en indefinite period, had he
not eanght sight of his friend's
white, set' face, and his glance wan-
dered over Roger's' shoulder to the
group within, whose angry faces
were turned toward blin,
"What's till, Glendenning?" he ask,
ed, abruptly. "Am I intruding,
•
"Your coming here has been the
work of [leaven!" cried Roger, husk-
ily. "I have been praying to And
you, and surely it is God who 'has
mit you in answer to my prayer in
this moment whea my honor, my
happiness, my ell is at stake, Please
step in this tvey, Murray; it is you
upon whom I am depending to free
MO from the darkest cloud that ever
;Tethered over an innocent man's
head. You know when you and I
started down South; and • where we
went. You were in my company
e"ery hour of that time, comiug
most of the way hOme with me; then
• We parted. Now, • this young lady
claims that during the time / was
in Louisiana 1 wooed and married
bar, and then deserted her. She
comes and tells this outrageous
story to my 'Olive, whom I was to
wod to -morrow.. She has it mar -
:logo certificate to prove her elaira
to me, also my picture with my -
Immo in my own handwriting sign -
Ltd to it, Now, Murray, for -the
love of God, set me straight! Ma.IIY
it man has been convicted before on
eireinnstantial evidence, but never
was the web of fate more closely
drawn around a man than it has
been drawn around me. I want you
to prove to them, Murray, that
did not meet this young lady while
we were in Louisiana, nor did
woo or marry her.'''
Jack- Murray's face, which had
been so mystified whet Glendenning
commenced speaking, suddenly clear.
ed. He turned to the excited group*
with a smile on his lips and a light
in his kindly blue eyes, saying:
• 'Tlmnk God 1 am here, and just in
time. I can clear up this raysteryl,".
CHAPTER XXIII.
"I wonder that the solution of
this seeming mystery did not occur
to you all before," began dick Mur-
ray, eagerly. "Now, the truth of
the matter is, this young lady"
(pointing to Neva) "married my
friend's younger brother bscar,whom
I have lately learned was masquer-
ading down in Louisiana, at the
very same time that we were there,
under his • brother's panic, calling
himself Roger, instead of his true
name, Oscar. After I received my
congo from the firm I was with
when I parted from Roger, I drifted
back down South again, finding my-
self at a little paradise' of a place
called New Yeddo. There I soon
learned of a yourg man calling him-
•sele Roger Glendenning, who had
been in the village a short time be-
fore, and who had made ar
rangements at the hotel for the
coming of a bride; but the bride nev-
er came. They told me how axiously
he had haunted the depot at the
coining in of each train from the
little Louisiana hamlet scarcely six-
ty miles below. I knew that Rog-
er Glendenning had not been at New
Yeddo; so I asked for a minute de-
scription of the man, and when it
was given me 1 recognised from it
that the handsome stranger was Os-
car Glendenning, Roger's reckless
younger brother,' who was fatally
like him. No one who saW the two
together could hardly tell one from
• the other, Oscar, however, had a
small red birth-rnark on his left
hand, At the depot one day some
'ono noticed it, remarking that one
• of the swamp bisects had stung
him, to which he replied that it
was it birthmark, not an inSect's
poisoned sting. I knew theit that
it was Oscar.
"He was like a mali mad, wild,
desperate, they said,• whee the Neva,
whom he watched for did not come,
Ire left for Philadelphia, asking them
to telegraph hint at mice if sho did
come on, The address he left On
the deed at the hotel -office read: 'R.
Glendenning, Continental HotelPhibe
adelphiae but there was quite a
blur on the card, made by his hav-
ing 'written seine other initial, then
eroesing i Out and Writing 'Roger'
over it, I saw clearly enoUgh that
It was an '0' that had been crossed
out. At the end of that, fatal rail-
way journey lie met leis death, only
living .long enough to send a mes-
sage to his brother Roger; but the
toed of life snapped ere he coiled
tell them the story of his marriage,
whieh was even then oti his lips,
You'can not be blamed so much,
gentlemen, for your mistake, 'which
Caine so near proving disastrous, ow-
ing to the fatal tesemlilanee between
Roger and hie youttger brother, for
even the young Wiid herself has been
deceived, / earl give you sufficient
proof of all I say within tteentye
four hours. This yourig girl fe your
sister-M.4,w, Rogers," he said, "and
because of that do not feel had
egeittst her." -
Neva had crept up -to iloger with. IL
Whittor,eniwoone.libiefra
e birth -mark on MY
—ray 'mimed's heed," she sobbed,
"teriti-etted it is root on yours—no,
you nee not lie. Will you tey and fote
give me, brother—Rogere 1-4 loved
him to, and veil—You nee So like hint
—111:0 Vet: xl.,;te, tr‘avi(1,111,,e,11s1 . Ftt: xi, to, wits,
LO gathered the reel to Itle hetet
VIA kissed ter, for •Oscar's sake, then
placed bei' hor father
Judo Kneeland, came up to bine
IneetilY, tied bold oUt his hand.
"Vorgive me fer my doubts.," he
said, huskilY. "I /AM aOrry for what
Ihvaitshobeecre7d, Go. tato the eeneervee
tvry and, ilnd Olive and Make it up
Re needed no second' bidding. Re
Saw her stending among the ferns
and the, drooping roses, and im heard
tbe great Nan/ that Welled mp Irtnn
her heart ta her lips AS he entered
the room. Ile went up to ITO" quiet -
Anne Stole about her, awl• he
.whispered just one were;
.;;Ir eltir7uelt from Mm with ft low
cry, but he hold her fast, and in a•
few hurried words told her all, and
that it was with her father's Con-
sent that is VMS there,
The few memento that Roger spent
In that Conservatory were the happi-
est be had ever known, The Cc/re-
plete reconciliation of two hearts
that love each other, ane who have
been estranged, is so sweet. It is
God's sweetest boon to lovers, some
poet has said, Twice fate had al-
most sent their barks adrift upon the
• turbulent waters of life's ocean: Tru-
ly, ix their case, the course of tree
love had run anything but Smooth.
It Seemed strange to both Roger
• and Olive that the th,onglit of Oscar
:.(n:d
01. he. is remarkable resemblance to
his brotpr did not occur to them at
once, and belp them solve the myfie
tery which closed be ate darkly about
'Roger Glendenning only a short tinie
"Poor girl!" said Olive, softly, "1
alinos5 hated her it little while since,
when I thought she bad come between
You and MS, Roger. Now I feel only
profound pity for her. Her grief at
finding that Oscar is dead must be
more cruel tand more hard to bear
than e'en the thought that hehad,
eserted and disowned her, for while
Lere was life she still had the hope
.winning him back to her side
again. ,Now that hop(1 is dead, she
must be quite prostrated with gricq.
It is my duty to exi back to tiro
drawing -room and try to comfort
her."
You are an angel, Olive," ans-
wered Roger, huskily.
When they entered the drawing -
room, they found Jack MerraY, Far-
mer Gray; and Neva. still there.
"Our Widnes have all promised to
remain as our honored guesis until
after to -morrow's ceremony is over."
Neva crossed over to Olive and
threw her Allem impulsively around
her, sobbing out: •
"Oh, Miss 'Kneeland, can you ever
forgive me for what I have done? 1,
—I would give my life to undo this
last hour's. work."
"It has been forgiveri from the
very moment 1 realized the true sec -
eat ion of affairs," laughed Olive
through ber tears; adding: 4.`2,Lnd it
has taught me something else, too:
and that is, I. never kneW how dear
Roger was to me until I believed he
was lost to me forever—that he was
the •husband of another. Oh. little
Neva, the pain- was more' than I
could bear! but 1 QM so ineNpressib-
ly happy now. for nothing can pre-
vent my marriage to Roger on the
morrow. We have been 1 .111tirig it
all over in the conserv -tory, and
Roger and I both want ..ou, Nova.
to be Ibride-maid, and Mr. Murray
best man to -morrow; it is short no-
tice, but do pleaso. consent, both 01
you."
And they did. Never was there a
more brilliant wedding than that
which fellowed at high 110011 the
next clay, and never was there a
more beautiful bride than the olcl
judge's daughter, fair Olive Mary
Kneeland, or it prouder axidegrocna
than handsome, grave, stately Rog-
er Glendenning.
Neva was very pale during the cer-
emony, and as she kissed the lovely
bride's lips on the deck of the steam-
er and turned away, Jack Murray
saw the tears gathering in her love-
ly eyes, and he led her quickly
away to make room for the old
ju'llee. three watched the steamer
glide slowly out into the bay until
the happy faces of the bride and
groom faded, and the golden sun-
light, stretching afar out over the
water, swallowed them. Than they
turned away,
The judge would not hear of Far-
mer Gray leaving, with Neva so
soon, and he urged them so fee's:et-
ently to stay lor ade.• that they mild
not well refuse. Jack Murray frit
very glad to hear them coneent.
profoundly pitied the beautiful, sad,
dark -eyed Neva, and said to himeelf
that he should like to calf at tie,
judge's often and have it talk . wifh
her, and try to 001111015 her,tad
make her for;aet the dark past, or
think of it only as a dream.
Must have succeeded, for, a yne
later, one bright morniug,, in sunny
Spain, Roger and Olive received the
following terse telegeam from their
friend Jack:
"Neva and t a.re to be marvied on
the 20th -et aline. Come o jvc:tio•k,nid
witm
ness the cereony.
They dame, and there wag a joyful
temiion, arid Olive and Roger wore
the happiest pair a the wedding of
ack arid pretty Neva, While the
judge jocosely retharked to <Me of ,
his friends, that getting 'married
seemed to make eVery one se happy
that he had it great notion to try
marrying agate, himself. Why note
He felt as young and gay as any
one of the boys, need, itecorditfg to
the obi Raw, Man is no oldet
than he feels."
"Woeld you mind having 5 step-
mother very much, my dem'?" he
atked, Wenn* to Oliere.
"Not if it would promote your
'tepidness, father, to merry again;
Id' I fully rettlize hot' lonely you
But the :judge .never took advan-
tage of the pereeissioft.
*nt have had My day and 'topple
nese in tity time," he said; *.now the
memory of then Will -Suttee. X am
Content itt Widening the happittese of'
Olive and Iteger. their% is truly
happy Martiege; they are "tWo
:souls with Ma ,a single thought, two
besets that beat as mie 't
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