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. 0 ' .. ! ... . . . / ISSSXJEID SEMI-WEKKl.^^ L. M. OEisrs soNS, Publishers. I % jfamilg gjcmspper: 4?r the frontotian of the folitical, Social, gflricnltoral, and Comtntijcial gnl^ate of the ftogU. . {TBK,gTO&fl2oAPT,[g^5?' establisheiTi855. YORKVILLE, S. C., SATURDAY, MAY 2, 1903. NO. 35. .. - . j : ? : ? Q D 4U AffrAtTi A A ifi A A A ?t. rtt A . . ? t oA& y " tVTTVTTTVVTTTTTT vVV i XWll - 1GRAU ;:#:: ::^.f GEORGE BAR ? 7*b ? | ^ J Copyright, 1901. by Herbert S. Stt & J*? ?i * CHAPTER I. V * MB. GBKNTALL LOBBY SEEKS ADVENTURE. MR. GRENFALL LORRY boarded the eastbound express at Denver wltfr all the air of a martyr. He had traveled pivtty much all over the world, and he was not without resources, but the prospect of a 2,500 mile journey alone filled him with dismay. The country be Knew; toe scenery uau ioug bujcv lost its attractions for him. And so it * was that he gloomily motioned the porter to his boxes and mounted the steps with weariness. As it happened. Mr. Grenfall Lorry did not have a dull moment after the train started. He stumbled on a figure that leaned toward the window In thq dark passageway. With reluctant civility he apologized. A lady stood up to let him pass, and for an instant in the half ^ light their eyes met, and that is why the miles rushed by with incredible speed. , Mr. Lorry had been dawdling away the months In Mexico and California. For years be bad felt, together with many other people, that a sea voyage was the essential beginning of every journey. He had started round the world soon after leaving Cambridge; he had fished through Norway and hunted in India, and snot everyuung from grouse on the Scottish moors to the rapids above Assouan. He bad run in and out of countless towns and countries on the coast of South America. He bad done Russia and the Rhone valley and Brittany and Damascus. He had seen them all, but not ~ until then did It occur to him that there might be something of Interest nearer home. True, be had thought of joining some Englishmen on a hunting tour in the Rockies, but that bad fallen through. When the idea of Mexico did occur to him, he gave orders to i + pack his things, purchased Interminable green tickets, dined unusually well at his club and was off In no time to the unknown west rrt,A?a moo a fhoAPV In his family that It would have been a decenter thing for hip to stop running about and settle down to work. But his ^ b thoughtful father bad given him a wealthy mother, and as earning a living was not a necessity be failed to see why It was a duty. "Work Is becoming to some men," he once declared, "like whiskers or red ties, but It does not follow that all men can stand It" After that the family found him "hopeless," and the argument dropped. He was just under thirty years, as good looking as most men, with no one dependent upon him and an income that bad withstood both the Malson Doree and a daliabeab on the Nile. He never tired of seeing things and peoples and places. "There's game to ^ be found anywhere," he said, "only It's sometimes out of season. If I had my way ? aud millions ? 1 should run a newspaper. Then all the excitements would come to me. As It is. I'm poor, ---* * * - II a LIU HO I uave LU go Ull U?CI iuc nvtiu after them." Thl9 agreeable theory of Ufe had p worked well. He was a little bored at times, not because be had seen too much, but because there were not more things left to see. He had managed somehow to keep bis enthusiasms through everything, and they made life worth living. He felt, too, a certain elation, like a spirited horse, at ^ turning toward home, but Washington had not much to offer bim, and the l??of U!o Kl rt hoar on/1 11UI11 U1U UUI lUOU laitj UI5 vug UMU bis batbox. pasted over witb foollsb labels from coDtloeotal hotels, were piled Id tbe corner of bis compartment, and be settled back in bis seat witb a pleasurable sense of expectancy. Tbe presence in the next room of a very smart appearing young woman was prominent In bis consciousness. It gave blm an uneasiness wbicb was tbe beginning of delight He bad seen ber for ouly a second in tbe passageway, but that second bad made bim bold himself a little stralgbter. "Why is it" be wondered, "that, some girls make you stand like a footman the moment you see them?" Urenfall bad been in love too many times to think of marriage. His habit of mind was still general, and be classified women broadly. At tbe same time be #ud a feeling that lu this case generalities did not apply well. There was something about tbe girl that made bim hesitate at labeling ber "Class A or B or Z." What It was be did uot know, but unaccountably she filled bim witb an affected formality. He felt like bowing to ber with u grand air and much dignity. ?? And yet be realized that bis successes bad come from confidence. At luncheon be saw ber in tbe dinInc cup Hpr cnninn 11 inns were elderlv persons, presumably her parents. They talked mostly in French, occasionally using a German word or phrase. The old gentleman was stately and austere, with an air of dofereuce to the young woman which Greufall did uot understand. His appearance wus very striking. his face pale and heavily lined, mustache and imperial gray, the eyebrows large and bushy and the jaw and chin square and Arm. The white haired lady carried her bead high with unmistakable gentility. They were all dressed In traveling suits which suggested something foreign, but not Vienna nor Paris; smart, but far from American tastes. Lorry watched the trio with great interest Twice during luncheon the "H"." v -f >.}. .f. .fr {. 4. ! .;. ! .|, 4. f 4, 4.,? STARK :; tR McCUTCHEON o me J \ ?4444HHHHHHHH4W4'? young woman glanced toward him carelessly and left an annoying impression that she had not seen him. As they left the table and paused into the observation car he stared at her with some defiance. But she was smiling, and her dimples showed, and Grenfall was ashamed. For some moments he sat gazing from the car window, forgetting his luncheon, dreaming. When he got back to his compartment, he rang vigorously for the por- j ter. A coin was carelessly displayed in his fingers. "Do you suppose you could find out who has the next compartment, porter?" "I don't know their name, suh, but j they's goin' to New York jis as fas' as they can git tbuh. I ain' ax um no , questions, 'cause thuh's soinethin' 'bout j vm makes me feel 's if I ain' got no light to look at um even." , The porter thought a moment. , "I don' believe it '11 do yuh any good, ( suh, to try to shine up to tha' young j lady. She ain' the sawt. I can tell , yuh that. I done see too many gubls j In ma time"? "What are you talking about? I'm | not tryiug to shine up to ber. 1 only , want to know who she is?just out of | curiosity." Greufall's face was a trifle red. "Beg pabdon, sub; but I kind o' < thought you was like oth* gent'men ( when they see a han'some woman; j alius wants to fin' out soinethin' 'bout j huh. sub. yuh know. 'Scuse me fob | ?? - j _ J ???!? Inrlxr In nilPQ. Ulisjfugiu ;uu, ouu. tu muj ... ?,_v. tion is a foh'ner?she lives across th' ( ocean, 's fub as I ean^ln' out They's , in a hurry to git uome fob some rea- | bod, 'cuuse they nin* goiu' to stop this side o' New York 'cept to change cabs." "Where do tliey change cars?" "St Louis?goiu' by way of Cincinnati an* Washin'too." Grenfall's ticket carried him by way of Chicago. He caught himself wondering if he could exchange his ticket in St Louis. "Traveling with her father and mother, I suppose." "No. sub; they's huh uncle an' aunt I heah huh cull 'em uncle an' aunt Tb' ole gent'man is Uncle Caspar. I don't know what they talk 'bout. It's mostly some fob'eu language. Th' young lady alius speaks Amehican to me. but th' old folks cain't talk it ver* well. They all been to Frisco, an' the hired he'p they's got with 'em say they been to Mexico too. Th' young lady's got good Amehican dollahs, don' care wha' she's been. She alius smiles whan aim n?k mp to do anvthln*. an' I wouldn' care If she nevab tipped me, 's long as she smiles thataway." "Servants with them, you say?" "Yas. suh; man an', woman, nex' section t'other side th' ole folks. Caln't say mor'u fifteen words In Amehican. There was a pretty look ol tear in her eyes. Tb' woman Is bub maid an' tbe man be's tb' gen'ral bustler fer th' bull pabty." "And you don't know ber name?" "No. sub. an' I caln't ver' well fln' out." "In wbat part of Europe does sbe live?" "Australia. I tblnk. sub." "You mean Austria." "Do I? 'Scuse ma Ig'nance. I was jis' guessin' at It anyhow; one place's as good as 'nother ovab tbub. I reckon." "Have you one of those dollars sbe gave you?" . "Yes. sub. Heh's a coin that alu' Amebican. but sbe says It's wutb 70 cents In our money. It's a fob'eu piece. She tell me to keen It till 1 went ovab to liuli country; then I could have a high time with it?that's what she Bays, 'a high time'?an' smiled kind o' knowin' like." "Let me see that coin," said Lorry, eagerly taking the silver piece from the porter's hand. "I never saw one like it before. Greek, it looks to me. but I can't make a thing out of these letters. She gave it to you?" "Yes, stih. las' evenin'. A high time on 70 cents! That's reedicuious, ain't it?" demanded the porter scornfully. "I'll give you a dollar for it You can have a higher time on that." The odd little coin changed owners Immediately, and the new possessor dropped it into his pocket with the inward conviction that he was the silliest fool in existence. After the porter's departure he took the coin from bis pocket, and, with bis back to the door, his fuce to the window, studied Its lettering. At one little station a group of Indian bear hunters created considerable interest among the passengers. Grenfall was down nt the station platform at once, looking over a great stack of game. As be left the car he met Uncle Caspar, who was hurrying toward his niece's section. A few moments later she came down the steps, followed by the dignified old gentleman. Grenfall tingled with a strange delight as she moved quite close to his side in her desire to see. Once he glanced at her face. There was a pretty look of fear In her eyes as she surveyed the mas sive bears and the stark, stiff antelopes. But she laughed as she turned away with her uncle. Grenfall was smoking his cigarette and vigorously jingling the coins in his pocket when the train pulled out Then he swung on the car steps and found himself at her feet She was standing at the top, where she bad lingered a moment There was an expression of anxiety in her eyes as he looked up Into them, followed Instantly by one of relief. Then she passed into the car. Doubtless she would have been as solicitous had he been the porter or the brakeman, he reasoned, but that she had noticed him at all pleased him. At Abilene he bought the Kansas City newspapers. After breakfast he found a seat in the observation car and settled himself to read. Presently some one took a seat behind him. He did not look back, but unconcernedly cast his eyes upon the broad mirror In the opposite car wall. Instantly he forgot his paper. She was sitting within five feet of him, a book in her lap, her gaze bent briefly on the flitting buildings outside. He studied the reflection furtively until she took up the book and began to read. The first page of his paper was fairly alive with fresh and important dispatches, chiefly foreign. At length, after allowing himself to become really Interested in a Paris dispatch of some International consequence, he turned Ll- ?? ?? ' * ?v? I miAD fiVlA TTTO O 1110 tns U^UUI IU lUC UlUlVl. UUC nao leaning slightly forward, holding the open book in her lap, but reading, with Btraining eyes, an article in the paper he held. He calmJy turned to the next page and looked leisurely over it. Another glance, quickly taken, showed to him a disappointed frown on the pretty face and a reluctant resumption of novel reading. A few moments later he turned back to the first page, holding the paper in such a position that she could not see and, full of curiosity, read every line of the foreign newB, wondering what had interested her. Under ordinary circumstances Lorry would have offered her the paper and thought nothing more of it. With her, however, there was an air that made him hesitate. He felt strangely awkward and inexperienced beside her. Precedents did not seem to count. He arose, tossed the paper over the back of the chair, as if casting it aside forever, and strolled to the opposite window and looked out for a few moments, jingling his coins carelessly. The jingle of the pieces suggested something else to him. His paper still hung invitingly upside down, as he had left it, on the chair, and the lady was poring over her novel. As he passed her he drew his right hand from his pocket, and a piece of money dropped to the floor at her feet. Then began an embarrassed search for the c:*n?in the wrong direction, of course. He knew precisely where it had rolled, but purposely looked under the seats on the other side of the car. She drew her skirts aside and assisted in the search. Four different times he saw the little piece of money, but did not pick it up. Finally, laughing awkwardly, he began to search on her side of the car, whereupon she rose and gave him more room. She became interested in the search and bent over to scan the dark corners with eager eyes. Their beads were very close together more than once. At last SDe utterea an exciamauuu, uuu her hand went to the floor In triumph. They arose together, flushed and smiling. She had the coin In her hand. "I have It!" she said gayly, a dellclous foreign tinge to the words. "I thank you"? he began, holding out bis hand as If In a dream of ecstasy, but her eyes had fallen momentarily on the object of their search. "Oh!" she exclaimed, the prettiest surprise in the world coming into her face. It was a coin from her faraway homeland, and she was betrayed into the involuntary exclamation. Instantly, however, she regained her composure and dropped the piece into his outstretched hand, a proud flush mounting to her cheek, a look of cold reserve to her eyes. He had hoped she would offer some comment on what she must have considered a strange coincidence, but he was disappointed. He wondered if she even heard him say: "I am sorry to have troubled you." She had resumed her seat, and to him there seemed a thousand miles between them. Feeling decidedly uncomfortable and not a little abashed, he left her and strode to the door. Again n mirror gave him a thrill. This time It was the glass in the car's end. He had taken but a half dozen steps when the brown head was turned slyly and a pair of interested eyes looked after him. She did not know that he could see her. so he had the satisfaction of observing that pretty, puzzled face plainly until he passed through the /Iaap Grenfall had formed many chance acquaintances during his travels, sometimes taking risks and liberties that were refreshingly bold. He had seldom been repulsed, strange to say, and as he went to his section dizzily be thought of tie good fortune that had been bis in other attempts and asked himself why it had not occurred to him to make the same advances In the present instance. Somehow she was different. There was that strange dignity, that pure beauty, that imperial manner, all combining to forbid the faintest thought of familiarity. He took out the coin and leaned bach In Ills cbair, wondering where it came from. "In any case," he thought, "it Ml make a good pocketpiece, and some day IM1 find some idiot who knows more about geography than I do." Mr. Lorry's own ideas of geography were jumbled and vague, as if he had got them by studying the labels on his hatbox. He knew the places he had been to, and he recognized a new country by the annoyances of the customs house, but beyond this his Ignorance was complete. The coin, so far as he knew, might have come from any one of a hundred small principalities scattered about the continent * i ?- -U - J fli T ceiore iue irtujj icuuukvi ou j_rtjuin he made up his mind to change cars there and go to Washington. It also occurred to him that he might go on to New York if the spell lasted. During the day he telegraphed ahead for accommodations, and when the flier arrived in St. Louis that evening he hurriedly attended to the transferring and rechecklng of his baggage, bought a new ticket and dined. At 8 he was in the station, and at 8:15 he passed her in the -aisle. She was standing in her stateroom door, directing her maid. He saw a look of surprise flit across her face as he passed. He slept soundly that night and dreamed that he was crossing the ocean with her. At breakfast be saw her, but if she saw him it was when he was not looking at her. Once he caught Uncle Caspar staring at him through his monocle, which dropped instantly from his eye in the manner that is always self explanatory. His spirits took a furious bouud with the realization that she had deigned to houor him by recognition, if ouly to call attention to him because he possessed a certain coin. Once the old gentleman asked him the time of day and set his watch according to the reply. In Ohio the man x -i 1% 1? (n servant scuwieu at uiui uctausc w involuntarily stared after his mistress aa she paced the platform while the train waited at a station. Again, In Ohio, they met in the vestibule, and he was compelled to step aside to allow her to pass. He did not feel particularly jubilant over this meeting. She did not even glance at him. Lorry realized tfcat his opportunities were fast disappearing and that he did not seem to be any nearer meeting her than when they started. He had hoped to get Uncle Caspar into a conversation and then use him, but Uncle Caspar was as distant as an iceberg. "If there should be a wreck," Grenfall caught himself thinking, "then my chance would come, but 1 don't see how Providence is going to help me in any other way." Near the close of the day, after they left Cincinnati, the train began to wind through the foothills of the Alleghanle8. Bellaire, Grafton and other tnwna urot'o laft hphind. iind thev were bood whirling up the steep mountain, higher and higher, through tunnel after tunnel, nearer and nearer to Washington every minute. As they were pulling out of a little mining town built on the mountain side a sudden jar stopped the train. There was some little excitement and a scramble for information. Some part of the engine was disabled, and it would be necessary to replace it before the "run" could proceed. Lorry strolled up the crowd of passengers who were watching the engineer and fireman at work. A clear, musical voice, almost in his ear, startled him, for he knew to whom it belonged. She addressed the conductor, who, impatient and annoyed, stood immediately behind him. "How long are we to be delayed?" she asked. Just two minutes before this same conductor had responded most ungraciously to a simple question Lorry had asked and had gone so far as to Instruct another inquisitive traveler to go to a warmer climate because he persisted In asking for information which could not be given except by a clairvoyant. But now he answered in most affable tones: "We'll be here for thirty minutes at least, miss?perhaps longer." She walked away after thanking him, and Grenfall looked at his watch. Off the main street of the town ran little lanes leading to the mines below. They all ended at the edge of a steep declivity. There was a drop of almost 400 feet straight Into the valley below. Along the sides of this valley were the entrances to the mines. Above, on the ledge, was the machinery for lifting the ore to the high ground on atrkswi tho town and railroad rvmcu oww ..? ? yards. Down one of these streets walked the young lady, curiously Interested in all about her. She seemed glad to escape from the train and Its people, and she hurried along, the fresh spring wind blowing her hair from beneath Ler cap. the ends of her long coat fluttering. Lorry stood on the platform watching her; then he lighted a cigarette and followed. He bad a vague feeling that she ought not to be alone with all the workmen. She started to come back before he reached her, however, and he turned again toward the station. Then he heard a sudden whistle, and a minute later from the end of the street he saw the train pulling out. Lorry had rather distinguished himself in college as a runner, and Instinctively he dashed up the street, reaching the tracks Just In time to catch the railing of the Inst coach. But there he stopped and stood with thumping heart while the and smoothlv ud the track. VUUV.U\.g uuu ? ?r _r . leaving him behind. He remembered be was not the only one left, and he panted and smiled. It occurred to him when it was too late that he might have got on the train and pulled the rope or called the conductor, but that was out of the question now. After all, it might not be such a merry game to stay in that filthy little town. It did not follow that she would prove friendly. A few moments later she appeared, wholly unconscious of what had happened. A glance down the track, and her face was the picture of despair. Then she saw him coming toward her with long strides, Hushed and excited. Regardless of appearances, conditions or consequences, she hurried to meet him. "Where Is the train?" she gasped as the distance between them grew short, her blue eyes seeking his beseechingly, her hands clasped. "It has gone." "Gone? And we?we are left?" He nodded, delighted by the word "we." "The conductor said thirty minutes. It has been but twenty!" she cried half tearfully, half angrily, looking at her A-l iirvt- 1- -X -.1 ft * J - Off waxen. ud, wnai anan 1 uur wie went on distractedly. He had enjoyed She saw him coming toward her with long ntrldca. the sweet, despairing tones, but this last wail called for manly and Instant i action. "Can we catch the train? We must! I will give $1,000. I must catch It" ! She had placed her gloved band against , a telegraph pole to steady her trembling, but her face was resolute, imperious, commanding. She was ordering him to obey as hhe would have i commanded a slave. In her voice there was authority, in her eye there was . fear. She could control the one. but not the other. "We cannot catch the flier. 1 want catch It ns much as vou. and"?here ' he straightened himself?"I would add a thousand to yours." He hesitated a moment, thinking. "There is but one , way, and no time to lose." With this he turned and ran rapidly toward the little depot and telegraph office. _ _ _ CHAPTER IL. TWO STRANGERS IN COACH. IORRY wasted very little time. He dashed into the depot and up to f the operator's window. "What's the nearest station east of here?" "P?leisurely answered the agent In some surprise. ? "How far is it?" "Four miles." ' "Telegraph ahead and hold the train that just left here." "The train doesn't stop there." "If s got to stop there or there '11 be J *-1- Al ? ?Aa/1 hoa hoH Q10r6 iroUUIB mau I nm ivau uuo umm since It began business. Tbe conductor pulled out and left two of his passengers?gave out wrong Information? and he'll have to hold his train there or bring her back here. If you don't send that order, I'll report you as well as the conductor." Orenfall's manner was commanding. The agent's Impression was that he was Important that he bad a right to give orders; but he hesitated. "There's no way for you but to get to P anyway," he said while turning the matter over In his mind. "You stop that train! I'll get there Inside of twenty minutes. Now, be quick! Wire them to hold her, or there '11 be an order from Headquarters for some ninety day lay offs." The agent stared at him. then turned to his instrument, and the message went forward. Lorry rushed out On the platform he nearly ran over the hurrying figure in the tan coat "Pardon me. 1*11 explain things in a minute." he gasped and dashed away. Her troubled eyes blinked with astonishment At the end of the platform stood a mountain coach, along the sides of which was printed in yellow letters, "Happy Springs." The driver was climbing up to his seat, and the cumbersome trap was empty. "Want to make $10?" cried Grenfall. "What say?" demanded the driver, half falling to the ground. "Get me to P? inside of twenty minutes, and I'll give you $10. Hurry up! Answer!" "Yes; but you see. I'm hired to"? "Oh, that's all right! You'll never make money easier. Can you get us there In twenty minutes?" "It's four mile, pardner. and not very good road, either. Pile in. and we'll make It er kill old Hip and Jim. Miss the train ?" "Get yourself ready for a race with an express train, and don't ask ques, tions. Kill 'em both if you have to. I'll be back in a second!" ! Back to the station he tore. She was , standing near the door looking up the track miserably. Already night was fa Miner Man wppa Hchtinfir the switch lanterns, and the mountains were turnI lug Into great dark shadows. , "Come quickly. I have a wagon out here." Reslstlessly she was hurried along and fairly shoved through the open door of the odd looking couch. He was beside her on the seat in an Instant, , and her bewildered ears heard him say: "Drive like the very de^ce!" Then the door slammed, the driver clattered up to his seat, and the horses were off with a rush. "Where are we going?" she demanded, sitting very straight and defiant. I "After that train. I'll tell you all about it when I get my breath. This la to be the quickest escape from a dilemma on record, provided It Is an escape." By this time they were bumping along the flinty road at a lively rate, jolting about on the seat In a most disconcerting manner. After a few long, deep breaths he told her how the ride in the Springs hack had been conceived and of the arrangement he had made with the dispatcher. He, furthermore, acquainted her with the cause of his being left when he might have caught the train. "Just as I reached the track, out of breath, but rejoicing, I remembered having seen you on that side street and knew that you would be left It would have been heartless to leave you here without protection, so I felt it my duty to let the train go and help you out of a very ugly predicament" "How can I ever repay you 7" she murmured. "It was so good and so thoughtful of you! Oh, I should have died had I been left here alone! Do you not think my uncle will miss me and have the train sent back?" she went on sagely. "That's bo!" he exclaimed, somewhat disconcerted. "But I don't know, either. He may not miss you for a long time, thinking you Ire in some other car, you know. That could easily happen," triumphantly. "Can this man get us to the next station in time?" she questioned, looking at the black mountains and the dense foliage. It was now quite dark. "If he doesn't bump us to death before we get half way there. He's driving like the wind." "You must let me pay half his bill," she said decidedly from the dark corner in which she Was huddling. He could find no response to this peremptory request "The road la erowinsr roueher. If you will allow me to make a suggestion, I think you will see its wisdom. YOU can escape a great deal of ugly Jostling if you will take hold of my arm and cling to it tightly. I will brace myself with this strap. I am sure it will save you many hard bumps." Without a word she moved to his side and wound her strong little arm about bis big one. "1 had thought of that," she said simply. "Thank you." Then, after a moment while his heart thumped madly, "Had it occurred to you that after you ran so hard you might have climbed aboard the train and ordered the conductor to stop It for me?" "I?I never thought of that!" he cried confusedly. "Please do not think me ungrateful. You have been very good to me, a stranger. One often thinks afterward of things one might have done, don't -vnn knnw ? You did the noblest when you Inconvenienced yourself for me. What trouble I have made for you!" "It has been no trouble," he floundered. "An adventure like this is worth no end of?er?Inconvenience, as you call It I'm sure I must have lost my head completely, and I am ashamed of myself. How much anxiety I could have saved you had I been possessed of an ounce of brains!" "Hush! I will not allow you to say that You would have me appear ungrateful when I certainly am not Ach, how he is driving! Do you think It dangerous?" she cried as the hack gave two or three wild lurches, throwing him into the corner and the girl half upon him. "Not in the least" he gasped, the breath knocked out of his body. Just tue same ne was very mucu amiuicu. It was as dark as pitch outside and In, and he could not help wondering how near the edge of the mountain side they were running. A false move of the flying horses, and they might go rolling to the bottom of the ravine, hundreds of feet below. Still he mast not let her see his apprehension. "This fellow is considered the best driver In the mountains," he prevaricated. "Oh, then we need feel no alarm." she said, reassured. There was such a roaring and clat~ tering that conversation became almost Impossible. When either spoke, It was with the mouth close to the ear of the other. At such times Orenfall could feel her breath ou his cheek. Her sweet voice went tingling to his toes with every word she uttered. He was in a daze, out of which sung the mad wish that he might clasp her in bis arms, kiss her and then go tumbling dowu the mountain. She trembled in the next fierce lurches, but gave forth no complaint He knew that she was in terror, but too brave to murmur. Unable to resist, he released the strap to which he had clung so grimly and placed his strong, firm band encourag-' ingly over the little one that gripped his arm with the clutch of death. It was very dark and very lonely too. "Oh!" she cried as his hand clasped hers. "You must hold to the strap." "It Is broken!" he lied gladly. "There Is no danger. See. my hand does not tremble, does It? Be calm! It cannot be much farther." "Will It not be dreadful If the conductor refuses to stop?" she cried, her hand resting calmly beneath Its protector. He detected a tone of security In her voice. "But he will stop. Your uncle will see to that even If the operator falls." "My uncle will kill him If he does not stop or come back for me," she said complacently. "I was not wrong," thought Grenfall. "He looks like a duelist Who the devil are they, anyhow?" Then aloud: "At this rate we'd be able to beat the train to Washington in a straightaway race. Isn't It a delightfully wild ride?" "I have acquired a great deal of knowledge in America, but this is the first time I have heard your definition of delight. I agree that it is wild." TO BE CONTINUED. X& After going around with a broken skull for fifteen years the Kentucky woman who owned It has Just had it repaired. ptettlfonam* fading. SHARPER EAR8 THAN 0UR3. Bird* and Bea*t* Hear 8ound* ??e Can't Detect?Have a Weather 8en*e Too. Most people suppose a mole to be dumb, but it is not. A mole can give a sound so shrill that it hasn't any effect on the human ear at all, and another sound so low and soft that no human being can hear it Tet a wea sel can hear both these sounds as plainly as you can the report of a gun, and a sound-registering machine, the phonautograph, will show them both, with scoies of other sounds you are deaf to. The usual note of the mole Is a low purr, which it uses a good deal while at work underground, and it can also shout at the top of Its voice, if hurt or alarmed; but though it shouted and purred in your ear you wouldn't hear it. The sound-register, however, with its delicate pencil that marks the volume of sound on a paper, gives the quality, of both sounds. A weasel, too, which is one of the mole's enemies. can hear these' sounds through a couple of inches of earth, and often catches the mole when he throws up his hillocks of earth. The common field mouse, too, has a purr that is altogether beyond you, though you can hear him squeak plainly enough if he is hurt A death's-head moth, too, can squeak, but that is done bi hubblng his wings together,, and is not a voice at all. But the champion of all creatures for good hearing, and one that can near a sound tnai is over a nunarea degrees beyond our own limit, is the common thrush, and you may often amuse yourself by watching him at it He can hear a lobworm moving underground, locate him by the noise and haul him out Often you may see a thrush stantj perfectly still on your lawn, cock his ? ear and listen Intently, then make a couple of steps and haul out a fht lobworm. Even the starling, which is about the size of a thrush, cannot do this, but he knows the thrush can, and being like disreputable persons with no common honesty, he follows the young thrushes about on their worm hunts, and steals the worms from them as soon as they are caught / As for the smells you can't smell, they are more numerous than those you can, and if you want an example, go on your knees in a field where there ^ are partridges and see if you can smell them six or seven yards away?or even a freshly dead one an inch from your nose. . They have no scent to you. But if you own a pointer dog you may watch him canter across a field at full speed and suddenly stop as if shot, tail out streicnea ana Doay rigia, nose m iae air, all because he caught the scent of a covey of birds some yards away wafted to him by the wind. He?and most other dogs?can smell a lark as far as a partridge. But if you choose you can make yourself smell 60 per cent, better by wetting your finger and drawing it under your nose. With damped nostrils?like the dog?you will detect scents that did not reach you before. Coming to the feelings you cannot feel, perhaps it is as well they are so ryimerous. Tou can feel a gnat on your skin, but not a lake midge, nor 60 of them, and you cannot even feel, their bite?though they stick a quiverful of saws and files into you?till the irritation, begins. But watch one of those midges light on a horse's fiank, though they do not weigh the 60,000th of a drachm?and you will see the horse give his whole "1'1? ? win* nAnn<4 ohAllf Tirlioro fKo oxviii a ktt tobf ivuiiu avuuv nuviv %uv midge is, and try to shake it off. Even though he has a shabby coat, he can feel that midge alight Besides these limits to your everyday senses, however, there are several senses which you haven't got at all, but which plenty of other creatures have. One is the sense of weather. You cannot tell by any sense?except newspaper reports?what the weather will be the day after tomorrow, but" animals can, for they carry natural barometers in their brains. When a frost, for instance, has lasted a week or two, and all the meadows are bound up, you will find insect-feeding birds that have gone to the mudbanks of estuaries, moving back in flocks to the fields thirty hours before the first signs of a thaw.?Chicago Record-Herald. Companions In Courtesy.?Warm was the Irish heart and winning the way of the late Lord Dufferln. Shortly before he left Canada, and while he was in residence at Rldeau Hall, he was walking one windy day when he came upon an old Irish laborer who was mending the roadway. As was his wont, the governor geneial stopped to have a chat, and the old laborer stood bareheaded, the wind blowing his thin, white hair roughly about. "Put on your hat," said Lord Dufferin. "Not before your excellency," replied the old man. "Then," said his lordship, taking off his own hat, "if you expose your gray hairs to this wind out of deference for my position I must expose mine to it out of respect for your gray hairs."? Youth's Companion. The Motive.?A party of Negroes * ? ?1am mUrtm nno were nsmng iruni a. pici nwn their number, a boy of about ten, fell Into the water. The lad was unable to swim; but, although the tide was running strong, an elderly Negro leaped Into the water and after an exciting struggle brought him safety to land. When the old man climbed on the pier again, a bystander rushed up and shook him by the hand, exclaiming: "My noble fellow, you have done a deed that puts us all to shame!" "Yes, boss," was the disconcerting reply; "dat boy dere got ail de bait in his pocket' / /, ? .? * r . v z ~V" sjwffi