The New Era, 1881-08-25, Page 6okee
4,12gust 25,1881.
'What Is the GoInt
Whet is the erten
If one gnome run a noble race,
Ana at the last, -with weary papa
Win to the gem, end And yeere
Ai:wrest-field of waste met tears,
Of turmoil awl of Derma trust,
Itionwith dead hopes euu bettor (lusts,
Ann strife and sneer and ceasologe pain,
whet a the gain ?
What is tne gain
Wen, bowing rearoheaa euulit beight,
Througli barren syreepe of gloonnnt night,
Hoping to see beyond the crest
Fair land:: of beauty. Auld of reek
There lies before, etrobeetest f 0,,r away
Unto theeoufineo tho day
A desolate and ehedeiess mein,
' What is tho gain?
What is me gain?
The race is wen, we see the Pent,
We conquer where the stornewinds fight ;
We ehew tne way to those tvlio welt
With faint hearte be nie wana of fate;
Our banners euttee tu. rue van
Of battles fougub for thought and man,
And. ignorance ana darkness wane-
. mins isthe gam.
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LOVERS ET.
,
•
(By tho author of "Matiollne'0 Lover.")
"Yon do not look cruel, Kr. Fernely,"
continued. Ldllian. "Year face is good and
true -I would trust you. Release my sie-
ter. She was but a foolish, impetuous
child when she made you that promise. If
she keeps it, all her life will be wretched.
• Be geneteue and release,her." •
"Did she bid you ask Me ?" be interee-
gated.
"Ncanashareplieda, "bn do_you-knaw•-
tivhat the keeping of that promise will cost
her? Lord Beale will never forgive her.
She will have to leave home, sister, friends
-all she loves and values most. judge
whether she.could ever catae for you, if you
brought thia upon her." •
" I cannot help -it," he said glitoniilY.
"She promised to be my wife, Mies Mime.
-heaven knows I ani speaking truthfully
-and Theme lived on. het Words, You do
not know What the true love of a strong
man is. I love her so that, if she chose to.
place her little foot upon me, and trample
the life put of „me, I would not sayher
nay. 1 znuat see her -the hungry, yearn-
ing love that fills my heart must be tattle -
lied," Great tearsshone in hie ogee, and
deep sobs shook his atrong frame.
"1 will not beam her," be said,'" but I
• nivat see her: OW% ,and •once onty, her
beautiful face . ley; on my breast -that
beautiful proud face I No mother ever
yearned tease° her child again more than 1
long to SSG her. Let her come to me: Miss
Lillian; let me kneel at lief feet as I •did
before. If she fiends me from her, there
will be pity in: death; but she cannot.
Thera is not a woman in the world who
could send au& love as mine away 1 •
" You. cannot understand;" he continued.
"It is, more thautwo years since I left
her ; night and day her face has been
before me. I have lived upon my love; it
is my life -my everything. I &mid no
more drive it from my breast than I could
tear my heart from my body and oitill„live
on.". •• . •
Even if.my faster oared for you," said
-Lillian,. gently.,,far omelet:la:to _Words
touched her -aa you must know, that Lord
--Earle, -would never•.allow '-hee-tetkeep such
a proinitie as eha =de, •
"She knew nothing of Lord Earle when
it was made," he replied.t "nor did I.. She
was a beautiful child, pining awaylike a
bright bird. taint up in a cage. I 'itemised
• her freedom and liberty; she promised me
;her , hive. Where. waii Lord Earle, then?
She Wati safe with me. I lovedler ; was
kinder to her than her Own father; Itook
care of hei-he did not" • • •
"It is all'ohanged now," pia Lillian.
"But I- cannea change," -he answered.
"1! fortune had made me. 0. king, Should I
have Dived .your sister leee?* •Is a man's
heart a plaything? Can I !call back 'my
love? It. has caused zee woe enough." '
tillian kneW not what to Say in the pre-
• sence of this mighty love ; her gentle efforts
at modiation'were bootless. She pitied him
.-,-she pitied Beatrice. .
" I, ani sure you ee.nbe generous," she
said, after a, ehert silents°. "Great, true,
noble love is never Beluga . My sister. can
never be happy with you.ithen release her.
If you term her, or try to force her, to
hest) this rashanoraise, think how she will
dislike . you. If ydu are generous, and
release her, thinkhow tihe Will esteeth you.,
"Does she not love me?" he asked; an
his voice was hoarse With pain. •
• replied Lillian, gently : "W is
better for you, to know: the, truth.. She.
does not love you -she never will."
"1 do not believe it I" he cried. "1 will
never believe it from any lips but her own I
• Not :love me. ,Great •beavene ! Po you
• know you are apeaking of the woman who
promised to be my wife? If she tells me
so,•I 'will believe her:" '
"She will tell you," said Lillian, "and
you Must not blame her. Come again
• when she iewell." •. '
"No," -returned Hugb Fernely ; 'I have
waited tong.enough.. I am here to see her,
and Iswear I will not leave until she his
spoken fel me." • • •
•
• He drew a, peneitease from his pocket
• andairrote a few lines on the envelOpe
which Beatrice had sent.
"Give that to your sister," lin said,
-softly; "and, :Miss .Lillian, thank you
for poraing to. me. Yee have a fair, true.
face. Never break a meatas heart for pas.
time, or because the long i:sue yb
'ours \
hang heavy upon your hands.e .
"1 -wish I could say something t COM-
• s
fort you," she seid. Ile held out his kenid,
and he could not refuse hors.
" Good-bye, Bilge Lillian 1 Heaven bless
• yen for your sympathy." •
"Good-bye,"elle retiirned, looking at th
dark bandsothe face she was never more
. to see." •
The moon was bidderi behind a dense
mass - of thick 'clouds. au& Pernely.
Waked einickly demi the path. Lillian,
taking the :folded 'paper, hastened across
the gardetur. But ueither of them saw
a toll, erect Beare; or a pale etrielten
faze; neither of there heard Lionel Deere
utter a low cry as the eitawl fell from Lil-
lian's.golden lead,
He had tried ever the WO, but It did not
' please him ;- he did' not, want music -he
wanteO. Lillian, Beatrice played badly,
too, aft though she did not know what she
was doing. Plainly enough Lord Airlie
wanted. him out of tbe way. '
"'Wherehate yeti going?" aeked Ileataice,
as he placed the Mum on the piano.
• " 'To look for a good tiger," he allied.
"Neither Airlie nor you geed pretend to be
polite, Dee, and Bay you hepo Labial not
legate yoti," ,
He quitted the drawitig-roorn, and wont
to • bis own toore, Where a box of eigarti
awaited bird. He sieleeted one, and went
out into the gatden te enjoy it. Was ,,it
chance that led hire to the path 13y the
shtilbbery? The Wind swayed the tall
branehes,„ but thee° came & hill atia the
murmur '6„f voices, Looking over the
hedge,he trew the tall figure of a roan, and
the slight figure of a young girl shrouded
' in bleak.,
"& Maid and her „aweetheart," goad
• Lionel to hiinself, "low that is nett:lee-
I eisely.thi'ltiud of thiug Lord Earle would
like ; still, it is uo busineas of mine."
But the ntanal voice struck was
full of the dignity a true passion. The
• wondered who he was. He SAW the young
• girl place her heed in hie for •a moment,
and then hasten rapidly away.
* Ire thought himself strIcken meal when
the black shawl fell, end eleowed in the
faint moonlight the feir leo° and golden
• hair of IilIian Earle.
When I4Uiaii re-entered the drawing.
room the pretty ormolu. °look was chiming
half nest 9. The chess and °sad tables
were limb as she bad left them. Beatrioe
and Lord Airlinwere still at the piano.
Lionel was nowhere to be mean. She went
up to Beatrice and smilingly Weed I,or4
Arlie Hite eould spare her sister for five
eninutes,
Ten
it you vatell it," he replied, "but
no longer;,and the two aiaters walked
through the long drawing -room into the
little boudoir,
" Quick, Lillian," cried Beatrice. "Have
you seen laira? What does he say ?"
"I have seen him," she replied; " there
is no time now to tell all he said. He sent
this note ;" and Lillian gave the folded
paper into ' ber sister's hand, and then
claimed bothhands in her own.
"Let we tell you, BeAtrice'darling,
before you read it,' she Said, "that Itried
to often his heart; and I think, if you will
see him yourself, and ask for your free-
d,orn, you will not ask in vain." •
A. tient that was dazzling as sunenine
came into the beautiful face.
"Oh, Lilly," she oried, "can it be true!
Do not rnook me with false hopes; my life
seente to tremble in the balance,"
"Re is not cruel," said Lillian. I am
eorityfor lora. If yen see Mini feel sure
he will release you. See what he says."
Beatrice opened the Jotter; it contemned
but a few penciled lines. She did not give
.theni to Lillian to read. •
"Beentme," wrote Hugh Pernely, "you
•Must tell: nee with your ;awnlips that you:.
-do not love me. Yon raust tell me 'your-
self that every sweet hope you gave me
was a false lie. I will not leave Males -
court again without peeingyon: On Thuts-
day night, at 10 o'clock, I will be at the
same, place--ixteetpno; aud tell me if you
Want your freedom. •
aeon."
"I shall win!" she cried. "Lilly, hold
• my hauds-they tremble with happiness.
See, I cannot hold the paper. Ile tvill
release Me, and T shall not lose my love -
;ray love, who is all the world to me. How,
must I thank you? Tido ie teuesday; how
shall I. live until Thursday? feel as
though a load, n burden, the weight of
• which no words can tell, were Wart from
me. Lilly, I shall be Lord Airlio's wife,
and you will hale) saved me." .
"13eatrice," Kati, Lord Earle, as the sm.
tore, in returningeepessod by the chess-
• table, our game is fimehecla wilt:you give
us a sone"
Never bad' the magnificent voice rung'
out so joyously, never had the beautiful face:
looked so bright. She sang something that
was like tbe air of trinreph-no under cur-
rent of sadness marred:its passionate Sweet-
ness -Lord Airlie • bent over her chair
enraptured.. •
' you sing like one inspired, Beatrice,"
ho said. • e • .
. eI was thinkinie of you," she replied;
andle saw by the dreamy rapt expression
of her face that-shemaeant•whateshe -had,
• Presently. Lord Airlie was summoned to
Lady • Helena's. atisistance in same little
argument over • cards, and Beatrice, while
her fingers strayed mechanically over the
keye, arrived at her decision. Shewould
see Hugh. She couldtaot avert that i and
• Wee meet nieet bin as bravely as she could.
After all, Lillian% had said, he was .not
cruel, and he diel bete her. The proud.lipS
curled in scorfffurtriuMph es she thought
how dearly, he toyed her. She would
appeal to his . love, and beseech him to
release her. ' •She would beseech Won with
.such urgency that he could not refuse:
Who ever refined her? Could she not
move men's hearts as the wind move ti the
leaves? He would be angry at first, per-
haps fierce and paesionate, but in the end
She would prevail.. ' As she sat there,
• dreamy tender melodies stealing,: as. it
• were, from her fingers, she went in fancy
through the whole scene. She know bow'
Silent the sleeping woods would', be -bow
daek and 'still the night... •'She, bould
imi-
gine Trugn's Moe browned by the.sun and '
travel. 'Poor Hugh 1 Ill the overflow of
; her happiness she delt mareleindly toward
She wished him well. He might marry
some nice girl in his oWiastationt, of live,
and be a prosperous, nappy man, and she
would be a' good friend to him if he would
let her. No one would ever know her,
seeret. Lillian would keep it faithfully,
and' down the fair vista of years she saw
herself Lord Airlie's beloved wife, the.erria
, of her youth repaired and eorgotten.
The Mauro was so pleasant that it was
no wonder bee songs grew more triumphant.
Those who listened to the musics that night
never forgot it. • . •
CHAPTEB XXXVIL
Lionel Dame, stood for some '' minntes
stunned with the shock 'and sterprise, He
• could not be mistaken:; unless his senses
played him false, • it was Lillian Earle
whom be had mistaken kr a Maid meeting
her levee. It was the Lillian. he had
believed So purii, a4 guileless who had
stolen from her father's house nuclor the
cover of night's darkness and silence -who
had met in her father's grounds one whom
she dared nett reeet in the light of day. "
• If his deareet friend had sworn this to
Lionel, he would not have believed it. His
own senses he could not doubt. The faint,
feeble moonlight had as surely ' fallen on
the fair face, and golden hair of Lillian
Earle as the sun shone • by day in the sky.
He threw away his diger, ar.d ground his
teeth With rage. 'Had the skies fallen at
his feet, he couldnot have boon more
'startled and atnazed, Then, after all, all
mett were alike.: There was in them no
trtttb, no pollees; the whole -world Were
ditly in her guileless. purityler truth, her
alit. -et he had believed in her SO impli-
freedo from ' every taint of the world.
\
That fn't; spirituel form had"seemod to him
'only ' as beautiful casket hiding It pre:
pious gem Nay, still motorthrough know-
ing and lo big her, he had begun to- care
for oterythrng good and pure that inter-
ested het. Now all WWI fa100 alla hateful.
There was eb truth in tbe World, he said
.to biniself- This girl, whom he had
amonget woman, as but a more Wald
believed to bo 'tV!s fairest and sweetest
little captious, hidi i narrow Moans and
clooiever than the Ir. Ilie mother's
&
straitened cirouresteucerie wore as nothing
conamered with Lilhan'eeleceit.
• And be had loved berSo I Looking into
those tender eyes, he lied believed love and
truth shone there. tho dea face that had
blughed and smiled for hitt kad lopked so
pure and guileless.
Itova tong was it sines he ha held her
little latiuds clasped within his wn, end,
abteelied befote her sweet Moot% ce, had
tail dared to touch her lipta even when she
had promised to love him/ Hove he had
been duped and deeeived l How sho intuit
have laughed at his blind folly I
Who was thiman ? Some one she tenet
We known years befeee, There was "no
gentlemanin Lord Baelteseirole whe wotild
ha,ve Baden into his grounds like a thief
by night. Why had be not followed him,
and thrashed hirn within an inoli of his
life? Why had he let hire ONeape?
The atrong hands were clenched tightly.
It was well for Hugh Fernely that be was
not at that monneut in ',tonere power.
Then the iterce, hot anger died away, and
a, peasant of deopair seized him. A long
low cry oame from his lips, a: bitter sob
ehoole his frame. lie bad lost bis fair,
sweet love, The ideel be had worehipped
lay titricasen ; falsehood ant deceit marred
its fair form.
While the first ereart of pain was 1.ipon
bun, be would not return to the house he
Would Wait until he was calm and geol.
The he wonld see bow she dared to meet
him.
His hands ceased to tremble; the strong,
• attgrY Pulsation of his heart gretv caltnet
He Went back to the drawing -room; Ana,
except that the littndeoute time was pale
even to the hips, "and that a strange angry
light gleamed in the frank, kindly eyes,
there was little difference in Lionel Daore,
She was there, bending over the large
folio he had asked her to show him; the
golden "hear fell upon the leaves. She
looked up as he entered; her fair face
was calm and swine : there was a faint
pink flueh on the cheeks, and a brigbt smile
trembled on•Iter features.
Here aro the drawings," she maid;
"will you look over them?" •
• Re remembered how he bad, asked bee
t4 sing to biro, and elm had refused, looking
confused and uneasy the while. Pk under -
tool now the reason why. •
He took a chair by her side; the folio lay
upon a table pieced in alarge recess, lighted
by a silver lamp.. They were as much
albne there as though they had been in
another room. She took out a drawing,
and laid it before hiin. He neither saw it
nor heard what she rentiarked, •
•a Lillian " he said, Suddenly, " you
Wore asked: whet was the most deadly sin
a woman could commit, wItat ahould you
reply ?" •
"That • is a strange question," sale
answered. "I do • not know,‚ Lionel. I
think I hate all sin alike,"
• "Then I will tell you," he !said bitterly ;
"it is false, Joni deceit -Meek, heartleee
treachery." -
• She • looked up in kmazement at Ms
angry 'tone ; then there was , for some
moments unbroken silence, •
" cannot see the drawings," he said;
"take them away. Lillien Berle, raise your
eyes. to mine; look mei in the face straight,
How long is it since I naked yen to be my
wife?"
•
Her gentle °year/ never wavered; they
were fixed half in wonder on his, but at
:this question the faint flush on her cheek
grew deeper.
" Not leer}, long," silo replied-" a few
days."
You said' you loved me," he (=tined.
• " I do," said she. • •
. " Now:et:levier me again. Have you ever
loved or (sexed for any one else, as you say
you do for nee?" ' -
•.".Never," Was the quiet reply.• • •
"Pray,. pardon the question -lave you
received the attention of any joyer before
receiving Mine ?" • •r
• ‘, Certainly not," she said;wondeting still
• ."' I have . alt your affection, 'yours; .con ,
, .
-dace, Your trust; you Alava never duped
or deceived ; y,oti have been open, truth-
ful and honest with me." 1• .
"You. forget yourself, Lionel,' she said,
with gentle. diguity ; "you sbould not uee
sueh wore to me.' ' '
" Answer !" he returned. "'You nave to
do with a desperate man. • Hese, you
deceived me ?" •
" Never," she replied,'" in thought, word
or deed:" • .•• •
" Mereiful heaven 1" Me -cried.; "That
one..can be ed fair anO 'so fals 1»
There , was nothing but wonder M the
face that was raised to his. • • .
•" Lillian," •he said, "1 have loved you
• as the ideal of all thab•was pure and noble
in Women. in you I loved everything good
and holy. May heaven pardon you that my
faith has died a violent death." .
"1 cannot understand you," she ma
• slowly. Why do you speak to me so ?"
"1• will Use plainer words," he replied-'
" so plain ;that you. cannot mistake thOm.
I, your •betratlied husband,the man you
love and treat, ask you, Lillian Earle, who
was' it you met to -night in your father's
grounds ?."• • •
• He. sztect the question strike her as, light -
ming sometimes strikes a fair tree. The
:color faded from her lips; a eloud came
over the clear dove -like eyes ; she tried to
answer, •but thewerds,died away in a faint
murmur. •• •
n130, you deny that you were there 7" he
asked. teltemember, Isaw you, and L.saw
Do you deny it?" •" ••
"No," she replid, .
• "Who' was it?" he cried; and his eyes
flamed itio angrily upon her that she was
• afraid.' "Tell me who it Was. • I•will fol-
low him to the world's end. Tell me."
• "1 candot, Lionel," she whispered -en 'I
.catnot. For pity's eake • keep my Reoret 1"
•, " You need not be afraid,"' he amid,
kaughtly. "I shall not betray you to Lord
Earle. Let him find • out for himself what
you are, as I have 'done. I could curse
• myself for my own trust. 'Who is he?"
"1 cannottell you," he Stammered ; and
• he Saw. her little white • Mardi wrung
together in agony. "Oh, Lionel, trust me
-do not beangry with me." •
"Yon cannot expect me," hp said, al-
though he was softened by the sight other
sorrow; "to know of :Meta an action and
not to speak of it, Lillian. Ifryou explain
do so. If the man was an old lover of
yoUre, tell me so; in time I may forget
the dereeit, if you aro frank with me now.
If there be any circumstance thee extenu-
ates oiexplains what you did, tell it to ole
now."
"1 cannot," she said : and her fair face
drooped Badly away from him.
• "That I (Mite believe.% lie eontinherie
bitterly. "You cannot and will not. YoU
know the alternative, I six/mese?"
The gentle -eyes wore raised to his mute
"eappeeling sorrow, but she spoke not.
"Toll me now," ho aaid, "wino it was
you stele out of the hot's° tomeartwhy
you met him. Be fear* with me ; and, if
• it was but girlish nonsense, in time I may
pardon you.. If you refuse to toll me, I
shall leave Earleeo,ueteand never look upon
your face -again." • . •
She buried her face in her hands, and
he heard a low moan of sorrow come from
her white lips.
Will you toll me, Lillian ?" he asked
agaiii-emel lib never forgot the deadly
anguish of the face turned toward him.
' cannot," he replied; her voice died
away, and he thought elle was falling from
her chair.
"That is youg final doeitizon; you refuse
to tell me as your accepted lover, I have a
right to know?"
Trnat me, Lionel!" oho implored,
Try, for the love you bear me, to trust
1110 1"
" will never believe in any one again,"
"Take batik your .promise,
tau Lazio ; you have broken a. true and
Ininest heart, you have blighted a Whole
Heaven knows what I ellen -become,
drifted' from you. X care not. You have
deceived me, „Wake back yourying: I Will
may good-bye to you. I shell liet care to
look upon your tale°, fair bat, again,"
"Olt, Lionel, wait!" elm cried, "Give
me time -do not leave me se!"
n Time Owill make little difference " he
ansWered, "It shall not teem° the' Hall
until to-moreow morning; you 004 write
• to rtie if you vvish me to remain."
Ile laid the ring on the table, refueing to
notice the trembling, outetretehed hand.
He could not refrain from looking back at
leer as he quitted the room. Ito saw the
• gentle face, so full of deadly sorrow, with
its white, quivering Ups; and yet he thought
to himself, although ebe looked stricken
with anguish, there was no guilt on the
clear, fear brow.
He turned back from the door and went
straight to Lord Earle,
shall leave Earlesoonrii to -morrow,"
be said, abruptly. "I rausb go, Lord
Earle; do not press tine to stay."
" Come and go as you will, Lionel," aaid
Ronald, surprised at the brusquenesa of his
manner, "we are always pleased to see
you, and sorry to lose you. You will
return soon, perhaps.?"
"1 will Write to you in a few days," be
replied, a must say good-bye to Lady
gen-
eral expression. of eurprise and regret, Ile,
Zerle."
She was astounded. Beatrice and Lord
Airlie came up to him -there was a gen.
unlike himself, was brusque, and almost
haughty,
. Sir,Idarry and Lady Lawrence had gone
home. Beatrice, with a vague fear that
something bad gone wrong, eahl she was
tired; Lord Airlie said good -night; and in
a few minutee Lady Helena and her son
were left alone -
`f Whet hafi_coneeeentere Limed?" Asked
Ronald. • "Why, aiotner, how mistaken I
am 1 'Do you know that I quite believed:
he was falliog ire.love with Lillian 2"
"He cbd that long ago," replied Lady
Helena, •with a smile, Say- nothing
about it. Lionel is very proud and impe-
tuous. Ilnzmy hine mid Lillian have had.
some little dismite. Matters of that kind
• are. best' left alone -interference always
• does harm. He will eoma back in a few
days, and all will be right again. Ronald,
there is onaquestton, I have been wishing
to ask you -do noele angry if I pain you,
my son, Beatrice *ill be married soon -
do you not letend her mother to be present
at the wedding 2" •
Lord Earle tosefrom his (lair, and
• her over, but I do not wish to SW her. I
'" cannot tell what, to do, mother.. It
Dorn began as he always did in time of anxiety
have fought a head fight with my feelings,
but I cannot brittg myeelf to see her." '
to pace tip and down the room,
• Would be a cruel, unmerited slight to pass
said Lady Helene. • •
"I had not forgotten her claim," be .said.
•
" I did," he replied, gently. "Poor
"Yet you. loved her very much once,"
en awfulthing to live et enmity
One," said. Lady Helena -4 but
• •
with olio's own wife l cannot understand
it, Benald."
• "You mistake,', mother," be said,
• eagerly ; "1 ananot at enmity with Dora.
'She Offended me -she hurt my honor -she
pained me in a wayloan never Iorget." .
."You must forgive her 801n13 day," ae.
'OW Itedy.ltarle-eee. why.notmowl!
oeNcieelleetaid, sadly. "1 • know -.myself'
-I know what I can do and what I cannot
• do. I could not tae wife in my arms,
and kale her facee-I could not,live With
her. I shall forgive her, mother, when all
that is human hi dying away from Me. I
shall forgive her in the hOur of death."
• • CHAPTER XXXVIII..
Lillian 'Earle Wag no tragedy queen.
She never talked about sacrifice er. dying,
but there was in her calm, tentle native a
depth of endurance' rarely, equalled. She
• had risev.er owned, even to herself, how
'dearly she lotted Lionel Daere-how com-
pletely evely thought andleopewascenttaed
in Mane Since she had firEit learned to•i3are
for him, she had never looked, her life in
• the fameand imagined •What itwould be
without him. •
Ianever entered her mind to save hergelf
atalte expense of her sister; the secret had
been intrusted to her, ana she could not
conceive the idea, of disclosing it._i _the.
choice heel been Offered her -between death
and betraying Boatels:se, he • would have
&Mogen death, With a :Ample column:item:30e
that she was bub doing het duty'. ' '
So; when Lionel uttered those terrible
worde-when she found that he had seen
her••••,•she never dreamed of freeing hereelf
from blame; and telling •the etery of her
'sister's fault. His • words were bitterly
eruel; they stung her With eharp pain.;
She had never seen contempt ' or scorn
befote on that kindly, hertest face; noeto she
reed both. 'Yet what could:'Ele :Oo?Her-
sister's life lay ineber hands, and elm MI*
guard , :
Therefore She bore the paid- taunts, and
once, when the fear of losing him tortured
ler, (stied out for pity and trust. But he'
Juane trust; he stabbed her gentle boat
with his fierce words, he Stared her with
his hot anger ;she might, at the .expense
of another, have esnithined. all, and stood
higher than' ever in his esteear,' but she
would not do it. ' • ' .
She was almost etunned by the sorrow
thatlad fallen upon ber. She • B&W like,
with haught2, :erect bearing, . quit the
• drawing -room, and she -knew that, unless
Beatrice permitted • her to tell him" the
truth, sheewould never see his !ape again,
She went straight to her sieter's roo;x1, and:
*sited for her. • ' . •
The Pale faeogrew calm and still ; her.
sister could not refuge he request when
• She lead told h6r.all; then she would write
to Lionel, and explain. Re would not leave"
Earleseourt ; he would only love herbetter
fox her standfast troth. ••
"Send Susette away," She whispered to
:Beatrice, when she euterea; ":I must see
youalone et mice." - •
Beatrice.diernissed her maid, Auld then
turned to her sister.
"What is it, 'Lilly?" she asked. "Your
fitee is deathly. pale. What has happened?"
• "Beatrice," said tiillian, "will you lot
mo tell your secret to Litnel Daere ? It
will be quite seered With him!' •
" To Lionel Dacrel " she crieel. " No, &
thousand times over 1 How eauyou ask
me, Lilly? He la Lord Airlie's friend, and
could not keep it from bine. 'Why do you
ask me suqh an extraordinary quotation?"
"He saw neo tonight," She replied; "he.
was out in the ;retinae and .staw entes
speaking to Hugh. Ifernely." •' • ,
• "Rave you told him anything?" ehie
asked; and for a momept Beatrice looked
despairing.
" Not a word," said Lilly; "How could'
I, when yfm truated mo?".
" t.r hat is right," rettitned her sister, a.
look of relief doming over her face; alias
opinion doee not Matter muoli. What dM
he say?"
• Us thought X had boon • to moot genie
one 1 knew," replied Lillien, hor fair taw
growing crimson with -shame,.
"And was dreadfully shocked, nodoubt,"
supplemented Beatrice"Well, never
mind, darling,* I am -sorry it happened,
but it will net inatter. 1 urn to near free:
dora and happiness, cermet grieve over it.
He will not eurely tell? Ile is too honor,
able for that."
taid Lillian, dreamily, 441.03 wilI
not tell."
"Thea do not look so geared, 1411YI '
nothing else matters." ,
"You, forgot What he neturt thiiik of me,"
Bahl Lillian, "Knowing his upright, truth,
ful oberacter, whet must, be think of Me?"
• ,That view of the question bed not Omit
Beatrice. She looked grave and anxious.
It'avais not right for her sister to be rail
.‘StlageL
nli so sorry," she began, but Lilliau
interrupted ber ; she MEM close to her, and
: toweiect her pale face over her eister'aarm:
nekatrice," she said, slowly, " you must
let me tell hiM. He cares for me. Ile
• loves. we; I protniaed tohe his wife, and, 1
• love him -just as you do Lord Airhe."
Under the shook of those worde Beatrice
..Earlo sat silent and motionless.
"1 love him," continued Lillian. "1 did
not eon you. .He said it was not to be
• Mentioned until you were married. 1 16:ve
nim so dearly,. Beatrice -and, when he
asked me who it weal had been to moot, I
(tonal not allSWer bun. Ile was very
angry; he said sharp, cruel words to Me,
and I could not tell him bow false they
were. He will leave Earlescourt ; he will
never look upon, my face again -unless I
tell nine all. 11e has gaid so, and be will
keep his word, Beatrice, ;meet I lose my
love?" ' . .
"It would only be for it tivne;" site re- :
pined. "1 hate myself for being so selfish,
but I dare not trust Lionel Deere, Ile is
so. impetuous, so hasty, he wouldbetray
me without intending to do so; but be
would betray me, es surely as he knew it,
Do you seot remember his saying the other
day that it was well for him, he had no
eecirets, for he could not nmuage . to teeeei
them?" . •- . •
‘o..
"for your tiuSae e
ftiwlda
Ptihlisn'e",-"•
PleatIQa'141'111147
"
"Ile would not," said Beatrice; "and 1
arse so' near freedom, so neer happiness;
Oh, Lilly4yoli have saved me once-eave
me again ja My: dici.linga-ketp• ply seaket
until I am married; then I swear to you I
will. tell: Lionel every word bonorablv
inyselob
f,taieflie in
e will yeu.donbly. Con121
you a
"It is not fair tohi-ho has a eight to
Brooymtcrortell;enee-it .is not lair to myself,
jo•
a " One'of us must be sacrificed," returned
ber sister, "-If myself, the sacrifice Will
last my life; will cause ray death; it you, it
will last, at the -. most, only three or four
weeke. I will write to Lionel on my
wedding -day,"
. "'Why trent hira then and nob now?"
asked Lillian.
"Because, once married to Lord Airlio,
I AO haye to fear. Three or four week;
of happinese aro not so much to give up for
.your own Meter, Lilly, I will say no ,ixtore,-,
I leave it,for you to decide," " : • •
• ".Nay„ ao net do that," said Lillian, in
great distress. "1 could not clear 'myself
at.yOur expense "-a fact which Beatrice
Understood perfeetly. well. . .
"Then let the . molter rest," said her
gator ; " sorne day I.shall be able •th thank
you for all you have done for me -t cannot
now. On • my Wedding -day L. will tell
Lionel Dame that the gal he loVes is the
truest, the' noblest; the dearest . in 'the
world." . •
• "It is agslaSt 'my better judgment;".,
returned Lillian. . ,' • • ' • . •
• • - "It is against my..conecience,..juOginent'e
love, ovraytning,""addedIteatrice i "Mit it.
will save me from cruel ruin and eorrow;
and it shell' not:hurt yen, Lilly -it shall
being, you good, • not herrn. Now try to
foiget it. .. Lionel is easily, inide angry; he,
will soon relent: 'He *ill not knowehoweo
atone to yen for -this; Think of your hap.
piness when be returns." • • .' ' •
: She .drew 'the Olden head down upon
her shoulder, and, With the charm that
-never failed, she talked • and oiliest:led, ler.
Sister•until the had oveecomenll.objectione.
But during the long hours of that night
a fair head tossed weevily to and fro 'on its
pillow, &lair face was. stained 'with bitter'
tears. Lionel Deere lingered, hog hoping
• that even itt the last elle *Mild come •and
. bid hina stay because she wiFilied Olen
• bite ell... '. • • ' ' ••
• But' the 'lest, moment came, and no
antessenget from Mimi brought the longed
,for words. He,passed out .from the hall.
Ile coulO not refrain from looking once at
- the -window -et her room,-buelluriblind was
:closely drawn. He little. knew. or dreamed
• bow and why he would return.
• .ThursOay. morning:, deemed :bright and
. beetail::al, as thengli autumn Wished: AO
surpass the &tine Of auromen: Beatrice
had not tolff Lillian when shlentas going to.
ineet-Hugh,•partly bedause she dreaded her
'sister's anxiety, partly because she. did not
Wieh any one m know:how. long elle 'might
be with hirn ; for Beatrice anticipated a
painful hiterview, although she felt sere of
triumph inthe' end. • • ' '
' Lillian was ill andemelle to rise ; unused
to emotion,, the strain upon her 'mind had
been too great. • • When . Lady Helena lis-
tened to ber Maid's remarksand want up
to. se q her granddaughter, she foreade her
to get up, and Lillian., suffering intensely,
was only too pleased to obey.
The breakfast Tatty: was .a." very, small
one. Lord Earle was absent; Imbed gone
• te Hone. Lady :Helena hurried away to
sit with Lillian. Lord • Airlio had been
smilingevery happily over, it mysterious
little packetthat had 'dome by post. Lk
asked Beatrice if she evioula -go eat with
him --he had something tO show her. • They
went out int() the park, intending to -return
in time for luncheon. • ' • .
The - morning •wap bright. and . Cairn.
Something of the . wartath end , beauty of
sham:nee lingerea Still, although the ground
eves strown.with,fallen leaves..,
' Lord Airlie and Beatrice pat at the foot
Of the grand old eedar tree whence they
could see the distant glimmer of the deep,
. till Mike.- The . birds sang around them,
and the .suneiliono brightly. On the bean.
tiful face of Beatrico Earle hei. lever eeead
nothing.but happluese end love, • •
• '" I haVe sonnething bore 'for' you, Beat -
trice," said Loyd Aitlie, allowing her a
little ..pecket-'" a Surprise. You must
•thank nee by saying that what it conteies
will be more.preomus to you than anything'
filo on earth." • • • • ..
' She opened the pretty' case; within it
thee lay a fine gold. &lain of exquisite
:fin:lion and it lotsket of m.arvidkue -boiluty,
•Sliet uttered a little ory of surprise, and
, glued the present in her hende, ".. .
"Now thenk nee," said Lord. Airlie "121
the way I asked." • '''
Whaklb captains is more 'precious t�
Inc than anythieg on earth," sho seid.
"Yeti know that, IMbeet ; why do , you
Make me repeat it?"
" Because I like to hoar it," be answered,
"1 like to See my proud love. looking Innu-
Me for a few minutes ; I like to know that
I have caged a bright, wild bird that 210
tine else could tune."
"I am nob caged yet," she objecited.
" Beatrice " !laid Lord Airlie, " make me
it prorniee. '.Lcit me fasten this 'MEd
around your neck, and tell nee that you
will not pa t With it night or day for one
=meet 4
ty
11 our weading-day.".
"1 ea oasilY proniise that." she said.
She bon -her beautiful head, and Lord
Aitlie fastened the obein round her throat.
Ile little knew what he had done. When
Lord A irlie fastened that chain around the
nook of the girl he loved, he bound her to
him In life and in death:
"It looks eharraing,' ho said. "Row
everything beautiful becomes you, 13eatriee 1
You were born to be a queent-who am I
• that I shaalld have won. you? Telt me
over again -el never grow tired of hearing
ite-do you, love me ? '
She told him again, her face glowing
• with happinese. Ile bent over her, .194
kiseed the sweet face; be kiesed the httle
white hands, and the tinge of dark hair the
wind blew otirelesely near Mtn,
"When the leaves are green„ and the
feir spring is oorae," he OP44. "01Z Will be
nay wife: Beatrice -Lady Airlie, of Lynn
-
ton. I love my name and title, when I
remember that you will share them. And
you sball be the happiest Lady Airlie that
ever lived -the happiest bride, the hap -
pica& wife the eun ever shone upon. You
will never part with my locket, Beatrice?"
"No," she replied -"never. I will keep
it always."
Theyeat through the long bright hours
• under the shade of.the old cedar tree, while
Lillian lay with head and heart aching,
Wondering in her gentle way why thie
sorrow shOuld have fallen upon her.
She did not know, aft she lay there like
a pale, broken lidy, that years ago her
• father, in the recklese heyday of youth,
• had wilfully deceived his father, and
Married, against his wish and command;
sbe did not know boW that unhappy
marriage bad ended in pride, passion, and ,
sullen, jealous temper -while those who
should have borne and forborne Went each
their own road -the proud, irritated bus -
bend abroad,away from every tie of home
j
or duty, the ernous, angry wife secluding
herself in the bitterness of her boart-both
neglecting the children intrusted to them.
She know how one of those children hpd
gorse wrong; elle .knew the deceit, the
misery, the sorrow' that wroughad entailed.
She was the chief victim, yob the sin had
hot bben here. •
• 9.'here were no fitace, rebellious thoughts
in her gentle heart, no angry wettings with
'the raightt%; Hand that mule grosses and
blessings alike. The flower bent. by the
wind is not more •pliant. • 'Where • her
sorrow and love had east her, she lay, •
PlIently enduring her suffering; wbibe'
Lionel travelled without intermiseion,
wishing only to ilud himself far away from
the young girl he declared he had ceased
to hove,.yet emu not forget.
• To bo continued.
'Why Women are at aroodiantage.
A woman eau hardly do more than one
thiug at a time; and this holde in all
classes of society.' Men aro less resttioted
in their choke. A mau may pursue' both
business and pleasure, may Intve o. profes-
sion arid sooiel enjoYments„virtue and vice,
if he be so Minified, wide experiences and
family life, liberty and paternity. But a
woinv.n-who ee.ls her heart upon any one of
these things Must almost' of necessity •
renounce , the met, and must bo content
with either the business Or the pleasure,
the virtue or tha. tie°, the freedom or the
maternity. If all parentsOf modest Means • •
who cannot expect to leave their citildren
independent would bring up their (laugh-.
tent as well as their sons to some definite
occupation, and • • have them thoroughly
instruoted • in that, women would •
be happier and less helpless, there wont('
belese husband-huuting, .and their whole• • ,
fa01241124 ,304151...44t. be.. ooneentrated, on
:peetyeecenpreiee ex. the effert Cr? appear to
lite better than the familyresources admit
of, And it ;is very (earthen thee no woman
would make 6. 'worse wife or mother for
having gone through snoli mental discipline.
The ye:waxy of *omen's minds, of which
we Mesa so Much, their 'eve of gossip and. •
intereetin insignificant trifles, is nothing :
inherent in their priniitive etructute ; it is
simply a n plural result of the cireumstencee
of their litree,aif their attention being con-
oentreAed on the smallest details of 'listing,
apd their minds being totally undieciplined,:.•
by the thorough ' mastery and intelligent
exeroirie Of .any•regular occupation. It is .
very rough to be doubted if the masculine •
Mind, stiperior in itti ultimate molecular
structure as it is supposed to po, would
escape •degene,ra,tion if expelled to the same •
detereorating inffuences.-etniericari.
Singular Case et Blood Poisoning. ,•
•
•
One of the most singular cases of blood
poisoning *bion has evia been brought
under our notice occurred last week in
Otonebbee. Mr. Edward Braden, brother
of Mr. John.Braden;Principal ot our Pillo-
lio Schools, by some slight accident had •
sustained an abrasion on the baok of the
right hand, about the size of a ten -cent
• piece. Whiloat.dinner on 'Monday bf last
week a common house fiy lit on tho ,sore
and gave hina sufficient anneyance just to •
be remarked.' On Monday the hand was• .
itchy and irritated, but net attention yam
paid to it. On Wednesday it was swollen
to such an extent that a poultieo and
bandage was applied, without tem slightest
thought of anything serious. On Thurs-
day Mr. Braden. started . to gome in to
Poterboro', • but on • reaching Keene
• became so ill • that lie" . had to be
removed to the offtqa of Dr, Harrison,
whence he was eubsetientlY conveyed to .
Ms Menne. The doctor found him' suffering
from made, or blood-poitionnee, and in *
very 'critical condition. With constant and
unrenlitting care and Skill on the part of
5Dr. Harrison, and the best of attention, he
has•now been pronotimed past the taiga of
the malady, but not entirely out of danger.
Under the most favorable conditions it will
• be weeks before he recovers an approximate
to his ordinary health,ana had he not been
a man in full health would doubtless before ,
this have sueetnibed. It is the supposition
that the fly:which lit on the unhealed abra-
sion, had previously been on decomposed
matter of some kind and bad conveyed the
poison by the contaet of its feet.-Petereore
-Review. '
• Ostrich feathers, according ' Co the host
authorities in matters of dress, aro still to
be fashionable, and It may therefore be iti-
tereeting to the wearers of these fluffy '-
glories to know that in the reeently pub-
liehed " Statistical Abstraot of the 13ritisla
Colonial Empire" information as to the
trade in ostrich feathers in South Africa
is gieen whieh ilould put an end to all
fears of a scarcity or of high p.rices. Os-
trich farming is now dovelomug yearly,
while in former times the supply ef lea- •
there was wholly' cloggedent on the wild
birds. In 1865 only &Mut eighteen then -
sand pounds were exported from the Cape
Colony, veined, at about $300,000. Last
year within a fraction of 100,000 pounds
etune from the Cape, valued et about $3,-
000,000. Ontrich farming has increased
the beauty of the leatbere, and therewith
nearly doubled the vaitio of them. Of. imie •
tation oetrieh feathers no atatistics ere et-
tainahle. .
During it fight in it ealoon on Sunday
night, at Menomonee, Wig., 0. Monaski,
with it butcher knif'
e cleared the saloon.
Four mon trying to etlettpo fell into a well,
P. Sullivan and O'Day Werd taken out
dead, and Louie Michael and Another
rescued insensible and mortally 'Wounded.
All had been frightfully,out. Morneki was
ailed, Sotto claim that he pitehed the
men into the well. •
Bev, De. 1.1. W. Themes, bf Chicago,
will be tried by the "lock Itivor Conforbike
on the °barge of denying the inspiration of
the Soriptares and the dot:trine of atone.
reent, D•nd teaching probation after death,
•
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ALAI