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Lorry had it on his tongue's end a dozen times during the next day or so after the count's narrative to question her about the condition of affairs as they appeared to her. The Countess Dagmar, when not monopolized by the very progressive or aggressive Anguish, unfolded to Lorry certain pages in the personal history of the princess, and he, of course, en ouraged her confidential humor, al though there was nothing encouraging in it for him. Down by the great fountain, while the soldiers were on parade, the fair but volatile countess unfolded to Lorry a story that wrenched his heart so savagely that anger, resentment, help lessness and love oozed forth and en veloped him in a multitude of emotions that would not disperse. "She will not mind my telling you, because she considers you the very best of men, Mr. Lorry," said the count ess, who had learned her English un der the Princess Tetive's tutor. It seems, according to the very truth ful account given by the lady, that the princess had it in her power to save Graustark from disgrace and practical destruction. The Prince of Axphain's son, Lorenz, was deeply enamored of her, infatuated by her marvelous beau ty and accomplishments. He had per suaded his father to consider a matri monial alliance with her to be one of great value to Axphain. The old prince, therefore, some months before the arrival of the Americans in Grau stark sent to the princess a substitute ultimatum, couched in terms so polite and conciliatory that there could be no mistaking his sincerity. He agreed to give Graustark a aew lease of life, as t were, by extending the fifteen years r, in other words, to grant the con :uered an additional ten years in which to pay off the obligations im posed by the treaty. He furthermore ffered a considerable reduction in the ate of interest for the next ten years. But he had a condition attached to this ood and gracious proposition--the mar iage of Graustark's sovereign. His mbassador set forth the advantages f such an alliance, and departed with a message that the matter should have ost serious consideration. The old prince's. proposition was a low to the princess, who was placed n a trying position. By sacrificing erself she could save her country, but n so doing her life was to be plunged Into interminable darkness. She did ot love nor did she respect Lorenz, who was not favorably supplied with i.ilized intelligence. The proposition was laid before the abinet and the nobility by the princess "Cannot thc loan be extendcd a few years?" herself, who said that she would be guided by any decision they might reach. The counselors to a man re fused to sacrifice their girlish ruler, and the people vociferously ratified the res olution. But the princess would not al low them to send an answer to Ax phain until she could see a way clear to save her people in some other man nei. An embassy was sent to the Prince of Dawsbergen. His domain touched Graustark on the south, and he ruled a wild, turbulent class of mountaineers and herdsmen. This emibassy sought to secure an indorsemient of thle loan from Prince Gabriel sumlicient to meet the comi1ng crisis. Gabriel, himself smitten by the charms of the princess, at once offered himself in marriage, agreeing to advance, in case she ac cepted him, 20.000,000 gavvos at a rath er high rate of interest for fifteen years. His love for her was so great that he would pawn the eutire principality for an answer that would make him the happiest man on earth. Now, the trou bled princess abhorred Gabriel. Of the two, Lorenz was much to be preferred. Gabriel flew into a rage upon the re ceIpt of this rebuff and openly avowed his intention to make her suffer. His Infatuation became a mania, and up to the very day on which the countess told the story he persisted in his ap peals to the rness. in person he had gone to her to plead his guilt on his knees, grovelin;; at her feet. Ie went so far as to exclaim madly In the pres ence of the alarmed but relentless ob ject of his love that hie would win her or turn the whole earth into evthing un~leasant. So it was that the Princess of Grau stark, erstwhile Miss G uggensilocker, was being dragged through the most unhappy affairs that ever beset a soy erein. Wthina moth _he ws - .By RR McCUTCHEON ,sigd'away-two -thiras~omrcmm transforming multitudes of her beloved and loving people into subjects of the hated Axphain or to sell herself, body and soul, to a loathsome bidder in the guise of a suitor, and, with all this con fronting her. she had come to the real ization of a truth so sad and distract ing that it was breaking her tortured heart. She was in love, but with no royal prince: Of this, however, the countess knew nothing, so Lorry had one great secret to cherish alone. *ilas she chosen the course she will ursue?" asked Lorry as the countess concluded her story. His face was turned away. "She cannot decide. We have wept together over this dreadful, this horri ble thing. You do not know what it means to all of us, Mr. Lorry. We love her, and there is not one in our land who would sacrifice her to save this territory. As for Gabriel, Gran stark would kill her before she should go to him. Still she cannot let herself sacrifice those northern subjects when by a single act she can save them. You see, the princess has not forgotten that her father brought this war upon the people, and she feels it her duty to pay the penalty of his error, whatever the cost." "Is there no other to whom she can turn-no other course" asked Lorry. "There is none who would assist us, bankrupt as we are. There is a ques tion I want to ask, Mr. Lorry. Please look at ine. Do not stare at the foun tain all the time. Why have you come to Edelweiss?" She asked the ques tion so boldly that his startled embar rassment was an unspoken confession. He calmed himself and hesitated long before answering, weighing his reply. She sat close beside him, her clear gray eyes reading him like a book. "I came to see a Miss Guggenslock er," he answered at last. "For what purpose? There must have been an urgent cause to bring you so far. You are not an American bankp.:" "I had intended to ask her to be my wife," ha said, knowing that secrecy was useless and seeing a faint hope. "You did not find Miss Guggenslock er?'" "No; I have not found her." "And are you going home disappoint ed, Mr. Lorry, because she is not here?" "I leave the answer to your tender imagination." There was a long pause. "May I ask when you expect to leave Graustark?" she asked somewhat tim idly. - "Why do you wish to know?" he asked in turn. "Because I know how hopeless your quest has been. You have found Miss Guggenslocker, but she is held behind a wall so strong and impregnable that you catnnot reach her with the question you came to ask. You have come to that wall, and now you must turn back. I have asked how soon?" "Not until your princess bids pne take up my load and go. You see, my lady, I love to sit beneath the shadow of the wall you describe. It will require a royal edict to compel me to abandon my position." "You cannot expect the princess to drive you from her country, you who have done so much for her. You must go, Mr. Lorry, without her bidding." "I must?" "Yes, for your presence oatside that wall may make the imprisonment all the more unendurable for the one your love cannot reach. Do you understand me?" "Has the one behind the wall in structed you to say this to me?" he asked miserably. "She has not. I do not know her heart, but I am a woman and have a woman's foresight. If you wish to be kind and good to her, go." "I cannot:" he exclaimed, his pent feelings bursting forth. "I cannot go:"' "You will not be so selfish and so cruel as to increase the horror of the wreck that is sure to come," she said, drawing back. "You know, countess, of the life sav ing crews who draw from the wrecks of ships lives that were hopelessly lost. There is to0 be a wreck here. Is there to be a life saver? When the night is darkest, the sea wildest, when hope is gone, is not that the time when rescue is most precious? Tell me, you who know all there is of-this approaching disaster.'' "I cannot command you to leave Edeiweiss. I can only tell you that you will have something to answer for if you stay," said the countess. I"Will you help me If I show to you that I can reach the wreck and save the one who clings to it despairingly?" he asked, smiling, suddenly calm and confident "Willingly, for I love the one who is going down in the sea. I have spoken to you seriously, though, and I trust you will iot misunderstand me. i like, you, and I like Mr. Anguish. You could stay here forever so far as I am con cerned." Hie thought long and intently over what she had said as he smoked his ci gar on the great balcony that night Hie saw in one moment the vast chasm between the man and the princess; in the next lhe laughed at the puny space. Down oni the promenade he could see Ithe figures of men and women stroll ing in the moonlight. To his ears came the occasionial laugh of a man. the sil ver gugl of a woman. 'The royal mlitairy banud was piring in the stand ner the edge of' thec gre~at circle. There were- gayety, comforit. charm and seu r "y bout everythinu that came to his eyes and ears. Whe're was she? I~e hd seen h'er in the afternoon andi had talked wih her, had walked with her. Their conversation hasd been bright, but of the commonplace king.. She had said nothing to indiente that she re membered the hour spent beside his couch a day or so before; he laid ut tered none of tile words that struggled to rush from his lips-the cluestions, the pleadings, the vows. Where was she now? Not in that gay crowd below, for he had scanned ev-ery tigure with the hawk's eye; closeted again, no doubt, with her ministers, wearymng her tired brain, her brave heart into fatgue without rest. Iher court still trembled with the ex ctemenft of the daring attempt of the abductors and their swift punishment. Functionaries tioecked to Edelweiss to inquire after the welfare of the pri est- pitch: Tlere -weri* thiories mnua merable as :o the identity of the arch conspirator. Baron Dangloss was at sea completely. He cursed himself and everybody else for the hasty and ill timed execution of the hirelings. It was quite *evident that the buzzing wonder and intense feeling of the peo ple had for the moment driven out all thought of the coming day of judg ment and its bitter atonement for all Graustark. Today the castle was full of the nobility, drawn to its walls by the news ttat had startled them be yond all exiression. The police were at work, the military trembled with rage, the people clamored for the ap prehension (.f the man who had been the instigator of this audacity. The general belief was that some brigand chief from the south had planned the great theft for the purpose of securing a fabulous ransom. Grenfall Lorry had an astonishing theory in his mind, and the more he thought it over the more firmly it was imbedded. The warm, blue coils from the cigar wafted away into the night, carrying with them a myriad of tangled thoughts --of her, of Axphain, of the abductor, of himself, of everything. A light step on the stone floor of the shadowy bal cony attracted his attention. He turn ed his head and saw the Princess Ye tive. She was walking slowly toward the balustrade, not aware of his pres ence. There was no covering for the dark hair, no wrap about the white shouliders. She wore an exquisite gown of white, shimmering v:ith the reflec tions from the moon that scaled the mountain top. She stood at the balus trade, her hands clasping a bouquet of red roses, her chin lifted, her eyes gaz ing toward the mountain's crest, the prettiest picture he had ever seen. The strange dizziness of love overpowered him. How long he reveled in the glory of the picture he knew not, for it was as if he looked from a dream. At last he saw her look down upon the roses, lift them slowly and drop them over the rail. They fell to the ground be low. He thought he understood-the gift of a prince despised. They were not twenty feet apart. He advanced to her side, his hat In one hand, his stick-the one that felled the Viennese-trembling In the other. "I did not know you were here," she exclaimed in half frightened amaze ment. "I left my ladies inside." He was standing besid6 her, looking down into the eyes. "And I am richer because of your ig norance," he said softly. "I have seen a picture that shall never leave my memory-never! Its beauty enthralled, enraptured. Then I saw the drama of the roses. Ah, your highness, the crown is not always a mask." "The roses were-were of no conse quence," she faltered. "I have heard how you stand be tween two suitors and that wretched treaty. My heart has ached to tell you how I pity you." "It is not pity I need, but courage. Pity will not aid. me in my duty, Mr. Lorry. It stands plainly before me, this duty, but I have not the courage to take it up and place It about my neck forever." "You do not, cannot love this Lo renz?" he asked. "Love him!" she cried. "Ach, I for get! You do not know him. Yet I shall doubtless be his wife." There was an eternity of despair in that low, steady voice. "You shall not! I swear you shall "Oh,-he is a prince! I must accept the offer that means salvation to Grau stark. Why do you make it harder with torture which you think Is kind ness? Listen to me. Next week I am to give my answer. He will be here in this castle. My father brought this calamity upon Graustark; I must lift It from the people. What has my hap piness to do with It?" Her sudden strength silenced him, crushed him ,with the real awakening of helplessness. He- stood beside her, looking up at the cold monastery, strangely conmcious that she was gaz ing toward th-3 same dizzy height "It looks so peaceful up there," she said at last "But so cold and cheerless," he add ed drearily. There was another long silence in which two hearts communed through the medium of that faraway sentinel. "They have not discovered a clew to the chief abductor, have they?" he asked in cEn effort to return to his propek sphere. "Baron Dangioss believes he has a clew-a meager and unsatisfactory one, he admits-and today sent officers to. Ganlook to inrestigate the actions of a strange man who was there last week, a man who styvled himself the Count of Arabazon and who chaimed to be of Vi enna. 'Some Austrians had been hunt ings stags and bears in the north, how ever, and it is possible he is one of them." She spoke slowly, her eyes still bent on the homne of the monks. "Your highness, I have a theory, a bold and perho ps a criminal theory, but you will allow me to tell you why I am possessed of it. I am aware that there is a Prince Gabriel. It is my opinion that no Viennese is guilty, nor are the brigands to be accused of this master piece in crime. Have you thought how ar a man may go to obtai'a his heart's desire?" She looked at him instantly, her eyes wide with growing comprehension, the solution to the mystery darting into her mind like a flash. "You mean"- - she began, stopping as if afraid to voice the suspicion.. "That Prince Gabriel is the man who bought your guards and hired Geddos and Ostromn to carry you to the place where he could own you, whether you would or no," said Lorry. "But he could never have forced me to marry him, and I should sooner or He knw tat.. ol enuc i "Idt aonot-ppreciate my estimate of that gentleman." "What is to become of me?" she al most sobbed in an anguish of fear. "I see now-I see plainly! It was Gabriel, and he would have done as you say." A shudder ran through her figure, and he tenderly whispered in her ear: "The danger is past. He can do no more, your highness. Were I positive that he is the man-and I believe he Is -I would hunt him down this night" Her eyes closed happily under his gaze, her hand dropped timidly from his arm, and a sweet sense of security filled her soul. "I am not afraid," she murmured. "Because I am here?" he asked, bend ing nearer. "Because God can bless with the same hand that punishes," she answer ed enigmatically, lifting her lashes again and looking into his eyes with a love at last unmasked. "He gives me a man to love and denies me happiness. He makes of me a woman, but he does not unmake me a princess. Through you he thwarts a villain-; through you he crushes the innocent. -More than ever, I thank you for coming into my life. You, and you alone, guided by the God who loves and despises me, saved me from Gabriel." "I only ask"- he began eagerly, but she interrupted. "You should not ask anything, for I have said I cannot pay. I owe to you all I have, but cannot pay the debt." "I shall not again forget," be mur mured. "Tomorrow, if you like, I will take you over the castle and let you see the squalor in which I exist-my throne room, my chapel, my banquet hall, my ballroom, my conservatory, my sepul cher. You may say it is wealth, but I shall call it poverty," she said. "Tomorrow, if you will be so kind." "Perhaps I may be poorer after I have saved Graustark," she said. "I would to God I could save you from that?" he said. "I would to God you could," she said. Her manner changed suddenly. She laughed gayly, turning a light face to his. "I hear your friend's laugh out there in the darkness. It is delightful ly Infectious." CHAPTER XIV. THE EPISODE OF THE THEONEROOM. " HIS is the throneroom. Allode!" The Princess Yetive paused before two massive doors. It was the next afternoon, and she had already shown him the palace of a queen, the hovel of a pauper! Through the afternoon not one word other than those which might have passed between good friends escaped the lips of either. He was all inter est, she all graciousness. Allode, the sturdy guard, swung open the doors, drew the curtain and stood aside for them to pass. Into the quiet hall she led him, a princess in a gown of gray, a courtier in tweeds. Inside the doors he paused. "And I thought you were Miss Gug genslocker," he said. She laughed with the glee of a child who has charmed and delighted through surprise. "Am I not a feeble mite to sit on that throne and rule all that comes within its reach?" She directed his attention to the throne at the opposite end of the hall. "From its seat I calm ly instruct gray haired statesmen, weigh their wisdom and pass upon iti as if I were Demosthenes, challenge the evils that may drive monarchs mad and wonder if my crown Is on straight." "Let me be ambassador from the United States and kneel at the throne, your highness." "I could not engage in a jest with the crown my ancestors wore, Mr. Lorry. It is sacred, thou thoughtless Amer Lean. Come, we will draw rearer that you may see the beauty of the workd manship in that great old chair." They stood at the base of the low, velveted stage on which stood the chair, with its high back, its massive arms. and legs a-shimmer in the light from the lofty windows. It was of gold, in laid with precious stone'J-diamonds, rubies, emeralds, sapphires and other wondrous jewels-a relic of ancient Graustark. "I never sit in the center. Always at one side or the other, usually leaning' my elbow on the arm. You see, the discussions are generally so long and dreary that I become fatigued. One time-I am ashamed to confess it-I went to sleep on the throne. That was long ago. I manage to keep awake very well of late. Do you like my throneroom?2" "And to think that it is yours!'' - I is this room that gives me the right to be hailed with 'Long live the princess!' Not with campaign, yells and 'Hurrah for Yetive!' How does that sound? 'Hurrah for Yetive!' " She was laughing merrily. "Don't say it! It sounds sacrilegious, revolting!" "For over three years-since I was eighteen-I have been supreme in that chair. During the years of my reign prior to that time I sat there with my Uncle Caspar standing beside me. How often I begged him to sit down with me! There was so much room, and he certainly must have grown tired of standing. One time I e: (I because he frowned at me when I pa ~ssted in the presence of a great assemblage of no bles from Dawsbergen. It seems that it was a most important audience that I was granting, but I thought more of my uncle's tired old legs. I remember saying through my sobs of mortifica tion that I would have him beheaded. You are to guess whether that startling threat created consternation or mirth." "What a whimsical little princess you must have been, weeping and pout ing and going to sleep!" he laughed. "And how sedate and wise you have become!" "Thank you. Hlow very nice you are. I have felt all along that some one would discern my effort to be dig nified and sedate. They say I am wise and good and gracious, but that is to be expected. They said that of sover eigns as fac back as the deluge, I've heard. Would you really like to see me in that old chair?" she asked. "Ah, you are still a woman," he said, smiling at her pretty vanity. "Noth ing could impress me more pleasantly." She stepped carelessly and impulsive-1 ly upon the royal platform, leaned against the arm of the throne, and with the charming blush of consciousness turned to him with the Quickness of a guilty conscience, eager to hear his praise, but feni rful lest he secretly con demned her conceit. IHis eyes .were burning with the admiration that knows no defining, and his breath cae quick and sharp through parted lips. He involuntarily placed a foot upon the bottom step, as if to spring to her side. "You must not come up here!" she cried, shrinking back, her hands er tended in fluttering remonstrance. "I cannot permit that at all!" "I beg your pardon," he cried. "That is all the humble plebeian can say. That I may be more completely under this fairy spell, pray cast about your self the robe of rank and take up the scepte. Pe,.ha I may fall upon my "And hurt your head all over again," she said, laughing nervously. She hes itated for a moment, a perplexed frown crossing her brow. Then she jerked a rich robe from the back of the throne and placed it about her shoulders as only a woman can. Taking up the scepter, she stood before the great chair and, with a smile on her lips, held it above his head, saying softly: "Graustark welcomes the American prince." He sank to his knee before the real princess, kissed the hem of her robe and arose with face pallid. The chasm was now endless in its immensity. The princess gingerly seited herself on the throne, placed her elbow on the broad arm, her white chin in her hand, and tranquilly surveyed the voiceless Amer ica'n prince. "You have not said 'Thank you,'" she said finally, her eyes wavering be neath his steady gaze. "I am only thinking how easy it would be to cross the gulf that lies be tween us. With two movements of my. body I can place it before you, with a third I can be sitting at your side. It is not so difficult after all," he said, hungrily eying the broad chair. "No man, unless -a prince, ever sat upon this throne," she said. "You have called me a prince." "Oh, I jested," she cried quickly, com prehending his intention. "I forbid you!" Her command came too late, for he was beside her on the throne of Grau stark! She sat perfectly rigid for a moment, intense fear in her eyes. "Do you know what you have done?" she whispered miserably. "Usurped the throne," he replied, as suming an ease and complacence he did not feel. Truly he was guilty of un precedented presumption. "You have desecrated-desecrated! Do you hear?" she went on, paying no attention to his remark. "Peccavi. Ah, your highness, I de light in my sin! For once I am a pow er. I speak from the throne. You will not have me abdicate in the zenith of my glory? Be kind, most gracious one. Besides, did you not once cry be cause your uncle refused to sit with you? Had he been the possessor of a dangerous wound, as I am, and had he found himself so weak that he could stand no longer, I am sure he would have done as I have-sat down in pref erence to falling limp at your feet You do not know how badly I am wound ed," he pleaded, with the subtlest ou ble meaning. "Why should you wound me?" she asked plaintively. "You have no right to treat the throne I occupy as a sub ject for pranks and indignities. I did not believe you could be so-forgetful." rhere was a proud and pitiful resent ment in her voice that brought him to is senses at once. He had defiled her throne. In shame and humiliation he eried; "I am a fool, an ingrate! You have been too gentle with me. For this [espicable act of mine I cannot ask pardon, and it would be beneath you to grant it I have hurt you, and I can never atone. I forgot how sacred is your throne. Let me depart in dis grace." He stood erect as if to forsake the throne he had stained, but she, swayed by a complete reversai of feel ing, timidly, pleadingly touched his arm. "Stay! It is my throne, after all. I shall divide It, as well as the sin, with you. Sit down again, I beg of you. For a brief spell I would rule beside a man 'who is fit to be a king, but who is a desecrator. There can be no harm, and no one shall be the wiser for this sentmental departure from royal cus tom. We are children anyhow, mere cildren." With an exclamation of delight he re sumed his position beside her. His i "A Rodc!" she cricd in frantic terror band trembled as he took up hers to arry It to his lips. "We are children 3layng with fire," he murmured, this ngrate, this fool! She allowed her hand to lie limply in is, her head sinking to the back of the hair. When her hand was near his leverish lips, cool and white and trust ng, he checked the upward progress. lowly he raised his eyes to study her race, finding that hers were closed, the semblance of a smile t'ouching her lips is if they were in a happy dream. The lips! The lips! The lips! The madness of love rushed into his heart; the expectant hand was forgotten; his every hope and every desire measured tself against his discretion as he look d upon the tempting face. Could he dss those lips but once his life would be complete. With a start she opened her eyes, oubtless at the command of the mas erful ones above. The eyes of blue et the eyes of gray in a short, sharp struggle, and the blue went down In surrender. is lips triumphed slowly, 1awing closer and closer as if restrain d and Impelled by the same emotion irrogant love. "Open your eyes, darling," he whis ered, and she obeyed. Then their lips net-her first kiss of love! She trembled from head to foot, per ectly powerless beneath the spell. Again he kissed a princess on her throne. At this second kiss her eyes rew wide with terror, and she sprang ~rom his side, standing before him like yne bereft of reason. "Oh, my God! What have you done?" she wailed. He staggered to his feet, lizzy with joy. "Ha!" cried a gruff voice from the loorway, and the guilty ones whirled o look upon the witness to their bliss Eul crime. Inside the curtains, with carbine leveled at the head of the A~terican, stood Aliode, the guard, his ace distorted with rage. -The princessI screamed and leaped between Lorry rnd the Threatening carbine. "Allode!" she cried in frantic terror. He angrily crIed out something in his ative tongue and she breathlessly, mploringly replied. Lorry did not un erstand their words, but he knew that she had saved him from death at thel jannr of haren1a -arring. annrit~ - lode lowered his gun, bowed low and turned his back upon the throne. "He-he would have killed you," she said tremulously, her face the picture of combined agony and relief. She re membered the blighting kisses and then the averted disaster. "You-what did you say to him?" he asked. "I-I-oh, I will not tell you!" she cried. "I beg of you!" "I told him that he was to-was to put down his gun." "I know that, but why?" he persist ed. "I-ach. to save you, stupid!" "How did you explain the-the"- He hesitated generously. "I told him that I had not been-that I had not been" "Say it!" "That I had not been-offended!" she gasped, standing stiff and straight, with eyes glued upon the obedient guard. "You were not?" he rapturously cried. "I said it only to save your life!" she cried, turning fiercely upon him. "I shall never forgive you-never! You must go-you must leave here at once! Do you hear? I cannot have you near me now; I cannot see you again. What have I given you the right to say of me?" "Stop! It is as sacred as" "Yes, yes; I understand! I trust you, but you must go! Find some excuse to give your friend and go today! Go now!" she cried intensely, first putting her hands to her temples, then to her eyes. Without waiting to hear his remon strance, if indeed he had the power to utter one, she glided swiftly toward the curtains, allowing him to follow at his will. Dazed and crushed at the sudden end to everything, he dragged his footsteps after. At the door she spoke in low, imperative tones to the motionless Allode, who dropped to his knees and muttered a reverential re sponse. As Lorry passed beneath the hand that held the curtain aside he glanced at the face of the man who had been witness to their weakness. He was looking straight ahead, and from his expression it could not have been detected that he knew there was a man on earth save himself. In the hall she turned to him, her face cold and pale. "I have faithful -guards about me now. Allode has said he did not see you in the throneroom. He will die before he will say otherwise," she said, her lips trembling with shame. "By your command?" "By my request. - do not command my men to lie." Side by side they passed down the quiet hall,-silent, thoughtful, the strain of death upon their hearts. "I shall obey the only command you have given, then. This day I leave the castle. You will-let me come again-to see you? There can be no harm" "No! You must leave Graustark at once!" she interrupted, the tones low. "I refuse to go! I shall remain in Edelweiss, near you, just so long as I feel that I may be of service to you." "I cannot drive you out as I would a thief," she said pointedly. At the top of the broad staircase he held out his hand and murmured: "Goodhy, your highness." "Goodby," she said simply, placing her hand in his after a moment's hesi tation. Then she left him. An hour later the two Americans, one strangely subdued, the other curi ous, excited and impatient, stood be fore the castle waiting for the carriage. Count-Halfont was with them, begging them to remain, as he could see no rea son for the sudden leavetaking. Lorry assured him that they had trespassed long enough on the court's hospitality and that he would feel much more com fortable at the hotel. Anguish looked narrodwly at his friend's face, but said nothing. He was beginning to under stand.4 "Let us walk to the gates. The count will oblige us by instructing the coach man to follow," said Lorry, eager to be off. "Allow me to join you~ in the walk, gentlemen," said Count Caspar, imme diately instructing a lackey to send the carriage after them. He and Lorry walked on together, Anguish lingering behind, having caught sight 'of the Countess Dagmar. That charming and unconventional piece of nobility promptly followed the prime minister's example and escorted the remaining guest to the gate. Far down the walk Lorry turned for a last glance at the castle from which love had banished him. Yetive was standing on the balcony, looking not at the monastery, but at the exile. She remained there long after the carriage had passed her gates bearing the Americans swiftly over the white Castle avenue, and there were tears in her eyes. [TO BE CONTINUTED.] Copper Came Fromn Cyprus. The word copper is generally admit ted to be deprived from Cyprus, as it was from that Island that the ancient Romans nrst procured their supplies. In those remote days Cyprus and Rhodes were the great copper districts, and even In our own day new discov ries of copper ore, especially the beau tiful blue and green ores, from which the metal Is so much more easily ob taned than from the copper pyrites and other sulphureted ores of Corn wall, are made nearly every year in the islands of the Mediterranean. Chambers' Journal. Real Enjoyment. "I suppose." said Mrs. Oldcastle, "that you have arranged to attend the grand opera?" "Oh, yes," replied her hostess. "Jo siah says there's nothin' like grand opera to show real culture, so he's bought a box for every night, and we're goin' to take Daisy's German teacher with us to explain what they're sayin"-Chicago Record-Herald. A Natural Conclusion. Teacher-Tommy Brown, tell me the shape of the earth. Tommy-Round. Teacher-How do you know? Tommy Brown-You told me. Teacher-Well, how do you suppose I know? Tommy Brown-Oh, I s'pose some body told you. Sure to win. "You have had some experience with the fair sex," said the inexperienced youth who had been jilted. "How is the best way to get arounda girl?" "With your arms," tersely replied the old timer.-Chlcago News. An Exception. Faelding-I thought you didn't object to a man who talked shop? Quiggler-But that fellow is an un dertaker.-flrooklyn Life. Striking resemblance has been point ed out between the remarkable ancient ruins at Zimbabwe, in Rhodesia, and ntnnuitis in Cornwall, Englnd. INSPIRED BY A SKELETON The Story of How Chopin Composed His Funeral March. Late one summer's afternoon, said Ziem, Chopin and I sat talking in my studio. In one corner of the room stood a piano and in another the complete skeleton of a man with a large white cloth thrown, ghostlike, about it. I noticed that now and again Chopin's gaze would wander, and from my knowledge of the man I knew that his thoughts were far away from me and" his surroundings. More than that- - knew that he was composing. Presently he rose from his seat with out a word, walked overdo the skele ton and removed the clfi. He th'e'n carried it to the piano and, seating himself, took the hideous object upon ais knees-a strange picture of life and leath. Then, drawing the white cloth round himself and the skeleton, he laidthie latter's fingers over his own andb gan to play. There was no hesitatien in the slow, measured flow of sound which he and the skeleton conjured up. As the music swelled In a louder strain I closed my eyes, for there was something weird in that picture of man and skeleton seated at the piano, with the shadows of evening deepening around them and the ever swelling and ever softening music filling the air with mystery. And I knew I was 1s tening to a composition which would - live forever. The music ceased, and when I looked up the piano chair was empty, and on the floor lay Chopin's unconscious form, and beside him, smashed- all to pieces, was the skeleton Irzed so much. The great composer had -swoon' d, but his march was found.-New - ork World. A TRICK WITH CARDS. ne of the Curious CombinatiOns -That May Be Effected. Of the many curious- things which nay be done with a pack of fifty-two ards perhaps the most interesting I the "spelling out" of an entire suit. ro do this take the thirteen cards of , any suit, place them face up and ar range them in this, manner: Nine, 6, ack, 10, 5, 7, 2, king, 8, 1, 4, queen. When they are thus placed, they Z race up, with the 9 on top and queen on the bottom. Now turn them over so that they are face down with the queen on top. the -top card and place it underne the pack and say "0." Place the e card underneath the pack in the .. way and say "N," and the next cag turn face.up on the table, saying "E', ne. Leaving "E" face up, placel aext top card undrnea the pack mayIng "T;" the next the sying "W," and the next, lay n the table, saying O" ;o on through the suit Remember, when you come to' Last letter of a' card to lay that e face up on the table, leaving It theL When you have laid out the 10 spo ou continue by spelling out and q-u-e-e-n. Of course, after you have laid lack out you have only two cards but continue as before and the'u' will come out, leaving only the kin your hand, which, of course, yo o the others, compelling the suit. Could Not Wait- . . Some years back there was an old~, Lustice ofthe peace in Lancaster county~ hose thirsty temperament causediim : have little patience with the lengthy . ials it which he occasionally rd. 1. One day there was a suit brought ---~ yefore him in which two young lawyersa ut lately admitted to the bar were pit ted against each other. The lte nindful of thie prestige -which aNeio~ Er either side would mean, were ex--" imining the witnesses at great lnt md consuming, it~is true, a great deal ? >f unnecessary time. Finally th'e testf nony of the last witness was conclud-~ ad, and-the one attorney began to argue cis side of the case. Just as ho was4 ariing upt the squire finished the cal, :ulation he-had been making on a sall1 lece of paper and, getting up from Te aench, said coolly: "Young men, you can go right on. vith your arguments. I'll be back pret y soon. The judgment is $50"-Phila eiephia Ledger. Origin of "Budget." It is difficult to realize that the term budget," now so often in every one's mouth, is a term less than 200 years ld, the earliest mention of the word ating iio further back than 1733. We borrowed It from the old French Ian Iage-bougette, meaning a small bag, En which In former times it was the ustom to put the estiates of receipts and expenditures when presented to arliament; hence the chancellor of the schequer, in makiling -his annual state nent, was formerly said to open his udget. In time the term passed from the receptacle to the contents, and, :uriously, this new signification was eturned from this countrdo France, where it was first used In an official manner in the early part of the nine eenth century.-London Chronicle. Seeds and Skins of Smal1 Fruits. There are many people who cannot at small fruits on account of .the eeds and skins, because they prove so .rritatng to the stomach. In all such cases the fruit should be thoroughly ipe; then press it through a small ire sieve or strain through a thin. loth; then you get all there is of use he liquid. Blue and other berries with :ough skins may be cooked a little to - start the juice, then strain and get rid >f seeds and skins. Never put waste . - to a delicate stomach when possible o avoid it. Cherry stones and grape eeds are a menace to health,*and chil ren should be taught how to neatly ~eject them.-Physical Culture. Throwing the Dart. Throwing the dart is a picturesqje ustom which is observed in Cork, Ie and. Every third year the chief mag strate proceeds to the mouth of Cork tarbor in Cull state. Following im memorial custom, he throws a dart in o the sea-a dart with a -head of gold md a shaft of mahogany-saying, "I cast this javelin into the sea and de are that as far around as it falls ex :end the right and dominion of the orporation of Cork to and over the aarbor as well as the rivers, creeks and ays within the same." Knew All About It. Teacher-What is the mening of 'parvenu?" Johnny-An upstart. Teacher-Give a sentence in which -he word is used. -Johnny-When a man sits down on a >ent pin, he gives a violent parvenu. Dhicago Tribune. Advertising. Editor-Does it pay to advertise In my paper? Well, I should say it does. Look at Smith, the grocer, for instance. [Ie advertised for a boy last week, and the very next day Mrs. Smith had