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Sl.SOPer Year A Talm . An&lp-Indian Sl?r**S*'vicm YOUNG MISTLE Y 5ttew.^t Msdemk CHAPTER XXXII.' It Continued. "By the bye," he Mid, suddenly* M If recollecting himself, "I will leave this cross with you. It Is the thing ?kryl bought from Win at Klmil Arret. It Is no good my taking It out there again. . I will fasten it to your watchchaln. Allow me? no one is looking. It is all right!" He made a movement as If to join the others. It was a silent suggestion that she should do the same; but ehe remained motionless, . and for some reason he did not carry out his pur* pose. "Charlie,** she said, looking past him into the deserted street, "do you remember one night long ago ? it was the first time that we danced so much together ? the first time we found out how well we got on with each other?" "Yes," he replied, with a peculiar dull look upon his face. "Yes, I re- ' member." "You look now just as you looked then," she continued vaguely. "There Is no change in your appearance; you are as big and strong and ? and relia ble as ever. Your manner is appar ently the same. But there is a change j somewhere ? there is a change in you I or in me: What Is it ? where is it ? ? how Is it, Charlie? Is it In you, or is It In me?" | "I expect," he suggested, restless ly, "that it is in both. We are getting older, you see. People cannot grow older without changing a little and It is generally supposed to be a chango for the better." "But ? but this is not for the bet-, ter." "I believe," he said, lightly, "thst the whole thing is a creation of your own imagination. You admit that I am the same; I know that you are unaltered; where can the change be?" "Yet you must admit that there Is a difference. Things are not as they used to be." "It is the way of the world," he replied, with a mirthless laugh. "Things never are as they used to be. No, Lena, I admit nothing. There is an old gentleman opening the piano preparatory to asking ypu to sing. I must go and help him." "1 am not going to sing the 'Fare well' to-night/* she said, as he moved away. "No," he replied, gravely. "Please don't!" CHAPTER XXXIII. Safe at Last. So Charles Mlstley truuqullly be gan his simple arrangements for a journey he was destined never to take. Suspense, like all mortal things, must have an end; and for the watch ers in Seymour street the end was drawing near. It came at last, on the Thursday morning, just twenty four hours before tho time fixed by Charlie for his departure. Lena was still In her room, al though the punctual breakfast bell had been rung some minutes before. She was In the act of fixing a little brooch at her throat, when there was. a hurried knock at the door, and the sound of the colonel's voice, vibrating with emotion, followed Instantane* eusly. "Lena! Lena!" "Yes, pat/a," she answered, quietly enough. Then she stood motionless, with her back to the window, watch ing the door. "May I come in, Lena?" "Yes!" She know that there was news at last. Then the door opened. For a mo ment Lena experienced a strong de sire to laugh aloud. The colonel en tered the room hastily; in one hand he flourished a submarine telegraph form. In the other Was the bread knife, with little scraps of brown paper adhering to its edge. "Mistley is at Vienna!" he gasped. "He is at Vienna! Thank Ood for this!" He threw tho breadknlfe upon the bed, and presently went there and rashly sat down upon it. "Yes," said Lena, quietly. She was ?till engaged with her brooeh, and aow she turned to look into the glass. "Lena!" exclaimed her father. "Do you hear me? Do you under stand? He in at Vienna! He is safe! Here is the telegram. They have Just brought it!" He held the paper toward her. She ?aw the action, md noted, mechan ically ibe slim blue raJ??L pasted on to the white telegraph form. Sh* rsmemhe:VjJ wishing with oil hci Strength to step forward and take that paper; then thero came a sudden blank, a sense of utter, boundless vacuity, and she found her motheVs comforting arms around her. At breakfast the telegram was dis sussed word by word. It wss not en tirely satisfactory upon closer inrsstl fatton. "Ms, but quits knockod up. Can m?9M ft* ?st TsM malar aad BIHMmh wfni1 flT - - 'Can you came to me?' " repeated Colonel Wright, with a fierce look In his eyes as he swallowed a hasty* breakfast. "Can t go to hlmt That is like Mistley. As if the fellow did not know ? as If he didn't know! And yet he pats it like that; It. Is Mistley all through. Yon cannot tell whether the fellow means to be funny or pathetic, and somehow It is both." Mrs. Wright made no reply. 8he merely langhed a low. gentle laugh, and behind the friendly covert of a large fern which steod upon the table, a tear fell unseen upon a piece o*f fried bacdh. * Presently Lena droYe off to Bed ford place with the news. The morn ing was fresh and Invigorating, with Just a suspicion of autamnal sharp ness in the clesr atmosphere. Never had London appeared so fair to Lena; never had the world appeared sc bright. The very drudges dusting the steps and black-leading the scrapers were not ordinary house maids that morning. For them even life seemed to have its pleasures, its Joys, and its consolation. The dust they caused to fly from overworked door mats actually scintillated with gold. The patient hansom cab horse, with his Hoping, nerveless ears, was worthy ot all human sympathy ? the very ordinary hansom flew through tin rosy air with the speed of the sungod's chariot. Mrs. Mistley was standing with her back to the window, the Times in her hand, when Lena entered the room. The remains ot breakfast up on the table showed that Charley had already left the house. Mrs. Mistley turned her graceful white head somewhat sharply toward the door when the servant opened It. For a moment she looked at Lena with a sudden gleam of emotion In her calm grey eyes; then she laid aside the newspaper and advanced toward her. "You have news!" she said In her pretty, tainted English. "Lena, you have news. I cm see it In your eyes." "Yes," she replied. "I have news. Papa has sent me to say that Win yard is all right. He is in Vienna. Here is a copy of the telegram." Mrs. Mistley received the news cheerfully. She evinced no surprise, and was by no means demonstrative hi her Joy; in fact, it was hard to re* slice that she had c/er felt a mo ment's anxiety. Lena expressed some surprise that Winyard should have telegraphed to her father Instead of his own mother; but Mrs. Mistley thought nothing ot it, explaining that Win knew her wandering ways. "Charlie is out," she added, "buy ing a saddle or something. He has also gone to see the doctor to show his arm, which is as strong as the other now. I will leave a note for him in case he should come in when I am out." An hour after the receipt of Win yard's telegram Colonel Wright was at Charing Cross Station. Shortly before the departure of his train Mrs. Mistley and Lena arrived, accom panied by Adonis, who had quite as sumed the repose of manner charac terising a town dog. It was arranged that if Winyard was seriously ill he should be taken to Seymour street, which was quiet and more convenient for an invalid | than Bedford Place. After a few days' rest the move to Broomhaugh co a Id aaslly be accomplished. All this was rapidly settled, and there was still three or four minutes I to spare. They proceeded to walk up and down the broad platform somewhat restlessly amid the restless throng. To Colonel Wright this com fortable Journey was nothing; he had secured a good seat, and thero was no crowd, yet he was not at his ease. He felt compelled to breafc the si lence, which was in reality by no means irksome to Che ladles. "There are," he hazarded, "many different sorts of courage. There is that of the soldier, which is emotion* 6l and strongly dependent on emula tion; there Ts that or tue suitor, which t? perhaps of a higher order, thougn it is purely defensive; he repels dan gers and fights for his life. But highest of all there is the courage that needs no emulation, asks for none to sharo Its dangers, faces soli tude and continuous risk with steady Intrepidity. 8urely this is the no blest courage." They turned and walked toward the engine again, Adonis meokly fol lowing with his left ear slightly ele vated and his face expressive of dig nified attention, for he loved the sound of the colonel's voice. ''Ah! continued the old soldier, with ? glance downward at the silent Women on ?lthei' side ot him, bofty trim and straight and graclons, though, one head was clad In soft, dry Whits hair ? "*Yid there Is t&e wonderfnl courage of women who itay behind and wait; but that is dif ferent. I think It comes to theto di rest from hs*T*n." J Seymour ttrnt later In th? morning, bo wta told that Colonel Wright had ndtalj loft holne, bat that the Isdlss were In. Tho ftrat parson that ho nv on entering tho room woo his mother eomfortably established with tome needle-work In her hands, ss It she wore one of the family. Some wom en hare this plsesant way with them, knowing how tosettle into any house hold ? be It in Joy or be it In sorrow ? in a Jtew mlnntes. Mrs. Wright and Lena were stand ing near the window studying Bred shaw's "Railway Guide." As soon ss Mrs. Mistlsy caught sight of hsr son she roes, and ad yandng toward him, took his hand, apparently forgetting that shs had: seen him only a few hoars beforeJ The action placed her rather cleverly between him and the two ladles, so that they oould not well see his faeoi "Charlie," shs said, quickly, "we .hare news of Win. I left a note for yon at Bedford Place. The colonel has gone to Vienna to bring him home, as he is not at all well;" The yonng sailor nodded his head gravely. Then he advanced toward Mrs. Wright, and shook hands silent ly with her and Lena. Hi waa un usually awkward that morning, and looked very large and ont of place in the dainty, womanly room. He. stroked his chin with his strong brown hand almost nervously. "I am glad," he said at length. "I am glad!" Then he looked round the room rather helplessly. The chairs were ridiculously small and frail compared to his huge frame, and he made no attexnpt to alt down. "1 hare juat bought a very good aaddle," he aald, auddenly, and with out any aequence of thought. "The man ia altering it for me. 1 auppoae 1 can countermand it now." He smiled a little, and the ladlea amlled aympathetlcally. The two elder women took an ardent interest in that aaddle juat as they would have taken an interest in digestive bread or the death of Alclblades, if Charlie had brought the subject un der their notice. Then they talked of Vienna and the Journey there, pralalng the gifted Mr. Bradshaw, and abuaing the Ger man railways, until Charlea Mlstley took his temporary leave. He wandered down Seymour street In an absent-minded manner. Pres ently he came upon a little black-and tan terrier alttlng upon a doorstep, with Its quivering spine pressed against the immovable door. He stopped before it, and the dog raised one paw aa if to beg him to ring the bell, setting back ita head, and look ing up at him with pretty canine coquetry. Without thinking much of what he was doing, the sailor raised his hand and rang the bell; then he strode on. "I am glad," he murmured. "Yes, I am glad! By George!" he ex claimed ? "by George! I am la time for the alternative yet." And calling a cab he drove rapidly to the Ad miralty. CHAPTER XXXIV The Return. TYe t^ree ladies were again sitting in the drawing room in Seymour street together. It was the Monday morn* Ing. Colonel Wright had telegraphed several times from Vienna and other towm on the homeward journey. The most Important item in those mes sages had been that, despite medical advice, Wlnyard Mistley insisted up on coming home at once, and they might be expected at 11 o'clock on the Monday morning. It was after 11 now. The ladles were working with a calmness which was perhaps slightly overdone. Adon is slept peacefully beside Mrs. Mist ley's chair, upon a corner of her dress. "These Continental trains are in variably late," observed Mrs. Wright, glancing at the clock upon the man telpiece. "Yes," was Mrs. Mistley's cheerful reply; "we can hardly expect them yet. Colonel Wright did wisely, I think, in suggesting that none of us should go to the station. There will be noise and fuss enough without my being there to agltats Win, and mjkeJilm pretqpd tfcgLfce. Is tiropgqr than he really is. It is much better that Charlie should meet them. 7 "Where Charlie is," suggested Mrs, Wright, In a low tone, "there will be no fuss. He possesses a happy facul ty of doing the right thing at the right moment, without appearing to know that he is doing it." "Yes," said Charley's mother vaguely. She was about to say some thing more, but checked herself sud denly; and spreading her work out before her sho proceeded to smooth it out with deft fingers, patting it here and there, and tugging it cornerwise. While thus occupied, she spoko again, without looking up, in a light con versational tone. "Do you know," she said, "I can not quite realize that Win Is 111. What aliments he has had have always tome when he was away from me. 1 cannot picture to myself how he will take it; ho has always been so well and hearty." "According to papa's telegram, he Is hearty still," said Lena, gayly, as S he carefully selectod a thread of silk from a partl-colored tangle. "He telegraphed 'Spirits high,' which sounds like a meteorological report." "I think Win's spirits are proof against a good deal," replied Mrs. Mistley, with a glance toward Lena. U Was a mete pisgjng peep, but the little lady saw enough to coovlocs her that the needle stood a rery poor chanco of being threaded Just then. At this moment the sound of ap< proaohlng^sh^^^i^k^upon^th^a ths jfo r, ml Adonis looked of Bbarpiy. Lrn was still itrlrUki ta gK til silk aoMvkKt near tte eya of tM DMdle. Mr*. Mlstley laid aside her work. She triad to do it u calmly and quietly as the eould. bat there was something dramatic even In her In tense self-p c? sssloa. She drew In a Ions, uneven breath, and roee from her eeat, looking toward the door. Already there were fbotatepe oowa ?tain la the hall. Thea came a little laugh of one voice only, and Adonla literally shrieked at the sound of It. Like a battering ram he op runs at the door, endeavoring to seise the handle In his strong teeth. He fell back and threw himself against the door again. Thea Mrs. Mlatley opened the door. On the threehold stood Wlnyard. The colonel's arm was round him, and he had one hand oa the old tra^? eler's shoulder, for he could not stand alone. Mrs. Mtstley stood on tiptoe with an almost girlish grace, and Wl? yard's free arm went round her. No one spoke a word. ? | Then Mrs. Wright came forward and assisted him to a chair. As he sunk Into It she stooped and kissed him. "Do not be- too kind to me," he said, smiling. "I am rather weak, and klndnees has been known to kill people, I believe." v He looked up to shake hands with Lena, and she saw that there were tears in his eyes. Adonis was stand lng on his hind tegs, with his fore paws resting on the arm of the low chair. His faithful eves were lumin ous with love, tikd he whined con tinually with his square chin up raised. At this moment Charlie entered the room. He was lad on with sundry wraps and packages, which he set down rather absently upon a polished table. "The return of the prodigal," he said, cheerfully. "1 do wish I liked cold veal!" This brought Mrs. Wright's thoughts back. to practical matters. "Beef tea!" she exclaimed. "You must have some beet tea." Wlnyard pointed solemnly at ths colonel. - "Ask htm," he said. "I know nothing about It. The affair has lost all Interest for me. He has taken charge of the matter. I am not al lowed to say what I like or what I dislike ? in fact, I am the bane of my own life." . "Beef tea," saiti Colonel Wright, severely, as he drew off his gloves. "Yes, beef tea." This was eoon brought out, and ths whole party stood around tho sick man to see that ho consumed it. 'And have you doue all you wanted to do. Win?" asked Mrs. Mlstley presently. "Oh, yes/ replied he, breathlessly, between the sips. "Won't you let me off the rest? I am going downlo ths sediment now." But Colonel Wright was not con tent with this laconic account of his pupil's exploits. "He has done that, and more!" he said exultlngly. "He has done what no man living l.as dono botore him, or could hope to do again. He has been right through to Peahawur and back. He has mapped out every fea sible route, and noted the position of every well, and obtained ovcry Im aginable Item of information that the olllcer commanding a division could require. And that quite outside hlf own diplomatic work, which has been carried out to the letter." Such was the home coming of Win yard Mistley. It was only by degrees that they extracted from him the details of his perilous Journey. How he escaped S election "by ftie readings o! IffiTwIfc How, encompassed by danger, treachery and fanaticism on overy side, he came through it all by sheer self-reliance and intrepidity. How he lay for months 111 in a Turcoman1 tent, nursed and tended by the sim ple nomads. How, time after time, the combination seemed too strong for him to fight against, and how hla good fortune attended him to the very end. But all this had to be guossed at by his loving llstonera* Tho story of that unique and wonder ful Journey was never fully told. Partly by aid of their own Imagina tion, partly by persistent questioning, they succeeded in putting together a more or less connected narrative; but Winyard's own account was de cidedly unsatisfactory, as well might fyave been expected. A man cannot tell his own story advantageously. There was no one else to tell the tale of Wlnyard Mistley's achieve ment, and so it was never told. Faf away on tho sands of the Khivalan desert, out of tho caravan route, In a trackless wasto untrodden by tho feet of man for years together, a few whitened bones picked clean and scattered by the quarreling vultures, lay beneath tho ^learning nun, wait ing the end of all things. This, and nothing more, was what remained of tho young Englluhninn's daring com panion during tho greater part of his wonderful Journey, and the story of it lay silent with those bonea^ (To bo continued.) A Moving Man. A. B. Klnner. who came back to f-' rod on I a from Niagara Tolls some months aco, moved his family back to the Foils yestorday. Tho moving Is of Interest, Inasmuch as it Is the fifty-fifth time thut Klnner has changed his rofldcnco. ? KredoqJ* Correspondence Buffalo Times. For 'TIs the Mlml. Ill qualities are contagious as well ss disease, and the mind Is at loast at much liable to Infection aa the body. THE S. C._LEGISLATURE Third Beading Bills and Enrolled Acta. The following bills pawed ttitti reading in the house and were order* ed sent to tho senate: Mr. ?. Q. Briee ? A bill to amend section 2165 of the code of laws re lating to passenger rates on railroads. Mr. Brantley ? A resolution paying to Dr. L. J. Mann $149.90 for services rendered State board of health. Mr. Harris ? Authorising Lee coun ty commissioners to condemn certain trees. Mr. Ballentine ? Relating to road tax in Berkeley. Mr. Youmans ? Amending the dis pensary law regarding Hampton county. Mr. Harris ? Provding for a county government for Lee county. Williamsburg Delegation ? Provid ing for a county delegation for their oounty. Mr. 8eje? Relating to road work in York. Mr. Vender Horst ? Relating to Charleston school laws. Mr. Gary ? Exempting Due West railway for taxation for ten years. Newberry Delegation ? Providing for a sinking fund comission for1" school township. Leo Delegation ? Relating to the court house In Leo county. i Richland Delegation ? Providing for I eircuit courts in Richland. Mr. Spivey ? Relating to Bur- j roughs school district in Horry. Mr. Brantley ? Providing for nd- i ditional commissioner in new county surveys. Judiciary Committee ? Authorizing a bond issue for Chester. Lexington Delegation ? Providing for road work in Lexington. The following senate bills wero or dered for enrollment : Senator Carlisle ? For township commissioners of Spartanburg coun ty. Senatpr Sinkler? Relating to levy tor executions. Senator Bivena? Relating to e tax levy. Senator Toole ? Abolishing the rounty supervisor of Aikes. Happily work is plentiful and wages good, rejolcoa the Meriden Journal, lor there never was a time when men had to hustle so lively to keop abreast of the prices of living. t .I,. Tfce Aliunta ocuruu? ku.v:? Hie most popular business man la always tbo man who min<l4 hli: own business. PRO V I N KXT 1 ?KO V LK. IS. TT. TTaTlman Is b?MrtIng a |4, 000,000 hoaso In New York. The Peruvian OovornTnt. onlorpil ?hat tti* honors d"?? to n VW- Admiral bo paid to "Rear-.* dmlrf \ r'van*. Nathaniel A*p*?b . th** r.'lebrjited Now Knr'v,'l r1n,a**v. ?n,-,v?r, nf. on-* time kept. tho Htx"\an ordinary, or tavern. Professor ITtt" T^n'rCpld Oshorn was ohospp r'ps'j^n* nf tbe \mprlcan Mii?p?ni of TTI?t?ry, to suc ceed th?Jlat<? jTo-!'^ K. .Tcsun. Melville W?sto*i Fu'it. . CMpf Jus tics or the TTpttnf1 ^tat-v* S'l'-romo Court, was horn fn Au"t?***a. Kenne bec County. Mr.. February It. 1SH3. Theodore Sntro told a Concres slonal committee tl?r? t ?s many mur ders were committed th"oueh mince pies and Ico water as through strong drink. John C. Crockett. Clonic r.f the Su preme Court ^1 Town, wV l;as Just been rhospn Trading Clerk of tho United States Senate. was for a num ber of years an actor. The Senator froni Maryland wishes his name priced or written In all Instances: WJ.'liani Pinkrey Wlivte or W. PinVney "Whvte, an d not W Ill lam P. or Win. P. Wliyte. The Rev. Thomas Snurceon. pastor of the Metrooo'itan Tabernacle, I/on dnn. has made f.pflnite his resignation of tho pastorate, which wai postponed from March last year. His health is still poor. i Mr. Charles J. Carter pives his na tionality as seven-flxteenths Chicka saw and Cherokee Indian, nine-six teenth Scotch-Irish. lie is a man of generous disposition and jovial to a marked degree. Ex-Senator Chandler, of New Hampshire, who lias been In public i life for almost fifty years, has kept a series of diaries covering that entire period, and has set down much of the secrct political history of the country. Indian Tradition. At the government house in Poona, fndla, every cat which may happen to pass out of the front door after dark is saluted by the seutry, who pre sents arms to pussy. Tradtllon re lates that In 183S Sir Robert (Jrant, governor of Bombay, died In the gov ernment house*. On the evening of the day of his death a cat was seen to leave the house by the front door and walk up and down a particular path, where the lato governor had been In the habit of strollirg after Bunset. A Hindoo sentry observed this and to'.d a priest, who declared .that In the cat was Governor Grant's sou], and it should be saluted. A* the particular cat could not be Iden tified by the sentry. It was decided to present arms to all the cats. ? New York Tribune. 1' KM I NINE KKWS NOTK8. Phoebe Cousins denounces prohibi tion as "a fraud and a (allure." English husband.* are entitled to their wives' savings by a recent de cision. A petition iu favor of female suf frage 1,1 franco had Leeu signed by i't'elicuwuiuvti. Queen Amaliu of i'orlugal Las one of ine largest bcicntllle libraries lu tiuiope. Her favoiue study is medi cine. Ai i*8. Rosa FoliU.v. aged tixiy-flve years, of CUicago, regally u-luiited Mrs. Julia A. Hoi*. i:vn, married aud iged forty-live. As soon as he. lu-Mth permits. Dowager Queen Miuia I'm oi i'orlu gal will visit bur s.^u-r, i'rinccss Cio tilde, at Turin, Ita Chancellor Hay, o i Syracuse Uni versity, wrote a i?l.^ ij tne womeu learners of *\o>v i ?'.j ni>ho!t'iii& the equal pay proper. i:o;i. Resolutions driinuu'.iiig laws ior the rebuicuon ui wvislvujii \nuo uiiuptcd l?y tne .Sc./ lorn Cny l\-d oration of \\otueu~ C.'uns. At a meeting u !::?? 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