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OSTEEN, T^??* Publisher BEAUTY'S SECRET By ALAff H??IB, Author, of "Vanity Bardwar*;* "Goldm Girls" Ste. BOOK FOUR. LADT BEAUTY'S CHOICE. CHAPTER IL "HOKOR YOUR PARENT" AND "SEEVE T-O?K - - SELF." Mrs. Barbara Temple was in her glory. For a less complicated or a more immediately hopeful undertaking she -would scarcely have cared. Sophia, she well knew, .-was not an easy woman to turn, and still less was she aasy to beguile. Percival Brent had really taken the girl's fancy. He was more pre poweesing, with his youth and his generous ways, than this grave, serious stranger, verg? ing on middle life. And the mother had found >.by experience that affection with Sophia was not mere whim or fancy, much 'less self-interest or passion. Its roots struck deep. For Mrs. Temple's present purpose the mere vulgar bribes of wealth and ease were cot enough; all kinds of motives must be en? gaged, auxiliaries from innumerable quarters must be united; the campaign must be care? fully planned, the advance made neither too early nor too late, just at the moment of fate; and then the kingdom of Sophia's heart irvouldbe^won. But all tins only kindled Mrs. Barbara Temple into excitement Mar? rying Car and Sibyl had been child's play; here was a game for a mistress. She felt the same exultation which a chess player feels who, long used to engage with adversaries to whom he can give a castle and win easily, ats at last facing an enemy who would win if he got a pawn or a move. "Everything must be done at the right time," she said. "Everything must bo done in the right way. "Whom can I trust for mat? Whom? Nobody except myself !" First of all she talked to Prendergast her? self. Mingling a certain deference for his opinion with unconcealed reliance on her own, she told him that for the present he had bet? ter not make any advances to Sophia. "Rather the opposite," she said. "Seem to retreat. Sophia has already noticed your Heftig for her. Now, if you withdraw for a while, you will puzzle her. She will say, 'Did ne admire me after all, or not? Has he, 30? coming to know me better, found me less attractive?' You wi? excite her 'curiosity, which, let me tell you, is a great thing for a lover to do. Besides, although Sophia may cot care for you, having once secured your ?dni-r?tion, she will not like to lose it No woman wishes that a man who once admired her should cease to admire her. She may not care for hiT-she may even have an aversion to him-but she likes bim to care ?orher. And, I say, if Sophia finds that you %row cooler, she will wonder, question with herself, feel a little piqued; and then, if you turn round again and confess her power -well-well-she w?l be rather more dis? posed to give you some slight encouragement. Am I letting you into too many of our lecrets, Mr. Prendergast?" "With your knowledge of the heart," he answered, "I could have vanquished Cleo? patra." J {She bowed, but scarcely took time to taste the Havor of the compliment No sooner was luncheon over than, making some excuse for dropping Sophia at a friend's house at one end of the town, she drove out to see Sybil, the first ally whose co-operation she meant to secure. Sibyl was alone in her drawing room, and certainly all around were abundant signs of the magnitude of the price she had fetched in the matrimonial exchange. She looked very handsome, quite superb, Mrs. Temple thought, as she rose to meet her mother. But there was discontent in her face. "Sibyl, dear," the mother said, "your taste is nothing short of perfect. This drawing room grows lovelier everyday. Where did you pick up that little picture?" "In Bond street," she answered, listlessly. "You paid a price for it, I can guess?" "I know nothing about prices," Sibyl an? swered haughtily. ~And never need," replied her mother, quickly. "Happy girl!" Sibyl made no answer. "I hVTQ come, dear," her mother now said, "to &s? your assistance in a very delicate matter. Prendergast wants to marry So? phia." "Sophia w?l not marry at present," Sibyl remarked. "Not unless we are very judicious. But with management she wilL Prendergast is a man after her own heart, just the sort of man she would have fallen in love with if this ridiculous affair with Mr. Brent's son did not stop tho way. Now Sophia must not pass this offer by. I am determined she shftfi not Prendergast is very rich, and ho is will? ing, to settle d her organs of speech. "Sophia is a serious girl, and will think of that." "But, Mrs. Temple," Goldmoro replied, "I hardly like to use such an argument with So? phia. From what I have seen of her, I should not for a moment doubt that her con? scientiousness is much greater than my own; anO. it seems rather hypocritical, and even op? pressive, to urge upon the girl art obligation for which, as a matter of fact, she has a greater regard than I should have bad my? self. Besides, if she really loves this young fellow-" "A lad without a sixpence, and without a prospect! O, Archibald, you axe not giving your mad to the sabjectt Tell me now"-the little woman faced him like some warrior of argument-"ought not both men and women to regulate their lives with an eye to prudence, common sense and the main chance?77 Poor Gfoldmore! Prudence, common sense, and an eye to the main chance had been ?ns laws of life; prudence, common sense, and an eye to the main chance had made him a two hundred and fifty thousand pound man. His own deities were before him, and he must do them reverence. "You are a wise woman," he said; "I will do as you desire. I w?l talk over the matter with Sophia.77 "Now," Mrs. Barbara Temple said, as her trim little chestnuts whisked her along to the residence of Egerton Doolittle, "I have se? cured Sibyl and her husband." She checked off two fingers. "I want three more. I shall get them; and then, Sophy, dear, I think your future will be safe; and in years to come you will thank your poor old worldly mother I" CHAPTER HX EGERTON DOOLITTLE GIVES HIS VOICE FOR SEVERE MEASURES. When Mrs. Barbara Temple was ushered into Caroline's drawing room, she caught sight of the young husband and wife sitting side by side on a sofa. Her coming was evi? dently unexpected, and Egerton, ejaculating I "My gracious 1" dashed out into a conserva? tory adjoining the drawing room, while Caroline, composing herself, met her mother with just the smallest signs of momentary con? fusion. The tittie woman glanced at two love birds perched side by side In a cage which hung over the conservatory threshold, and then she recalled Sibyl, sitting in her lonely splendor. "For some things," our little Pilpay re? marked privately, "for some tilings a young fool is better than an old sage. But these are only the etceteras of life; Sibyl has secured the grand thing, after all, and more of it than Car. Life is pretty equal." "Caroline, my dear girl," she said after a few casual words, "I have come this morning to consult you on a matter of the greatest im? portance. I know your good sense, and the energy with which you can act when you have decided what is right to be done. If it was not for yon, Caroline, and your tact and judgment I should be in despair." With this insinuating preface she told the story of Prendergast s proposal; and after expanding in the most g lowing style in praises of bis person, character and estate, she turned to the dismal topic of Sophia's infatuation for that penniless Australian boy. "For this whim, this caprice, this Idea, whick is not worthy to be called an idea, she will actually sacrifice a man who is not only a man of family and fortune, but whose char? acter is of the very pattern she most professes to admire. I protest, Caroline, it w?l drive me wild." "It certainly is unfortunate,'7 Car said. "And unless you co-operate with me, work with me, and work hard and wisely, too, Sophia will lose the best chance in life she ever can have. I can do nothing without your assistance, dear." "I shall do all in my power, mamma," Car? oline replied; "but you must teU me what you wish." "It was on my tongue, dear giri. You must have a conversation with Sophia-let it seem accidental-and say you have heatd about Prendergast. Praise him a little; but that is not your particular point Bet before Sophy my delight at the idea of the mar? riage; the happiness it w?l give me; how miserable I shall be if it goes off. Sophia is an affectionate giri, and I believe would do a very great deal simply to show her love to me. Now, you nmst put before her strongly my feelings and hopes; for; indeed, dear, ii Prendergast does net marry her I shall die of vexation. Now go over and over this matter with Sophia You know, Car, she is not like you-clear-headed, of sound judgment, seeing what is right at a glance, and firm to carry out her ideas. She is soft, yielding, tender-hearted, If I were you I should coax her a little, kiss hejj be tender with her; all that w?l tell with Sophia. Now I know, my love, I have given you a difficult task to perform, and nothing but my knowl? edge of your tact would have encouraged mo to ask you to undertake . it. But you w?l do it, and do it well Sophia will marry Pren? dergast, and the praise of the affair will be yours." The little mother had not said one syllable . about Cars cleverness which was unmerited: but however astute that young lady might be, she was like an osier wand in the skilled hands of her mother. With wonderful enthu? siasm Car took up tho scheme, and not less wonderful was the simple obedience wTth which she resolvedix> follow out the directions that were given her. Independent and In? ventive as she was in herself, she yet learned her mother s words by heart as faithfully as if she had been getting up a scene in a play. She did not Insert a word of .her own; and the more she showed her readiness to fohow her mother's instructions implicitly, the more did that unrivaled student of human nature laud her quickness, her.resource, her capacity for maneuver and benevolent stratagem. Presently Egerton looked in from the con? servatory giggling and blushing. "I have heard all you have been saying to Carryhe said. *Twasn't listening, I hope. Couldn't help it if it was, the other door being locked. O, Mrs. Temple, do you know I really think you must be a clever woman; I really think you must be. You seem .to know everything- and to mariage everybody I quite agree with you about instilling things into Sophia's mind. Impress upon her" here Egerton teapotted himself and with out? stretched hand began to spout fluently-"im? press upon her the tremendous importance of marriage Tell her that marriage is tho sort of thing that must be done, you know. You can assure- her from me that it LS tre? mendously important Azi'l you can tell her that my experience is that it isn't so much mat? ter whom you marry as the thing itselt Do that, and the rest "?ill follow. Of course ? was not speaking ofmyself quite, you know, not altogether: for Carry is such a tremen? dously nice giri that I don't hardly know that I could have "ound another wife who would have made mo so napp}'-at least, not with? out a great deal of trouble, you know. But I mean you are to impress on Sophia that, in a general way, lt does not much matter whom you marry. And then, if she won't seo it well, I scarcely know what to advise." Tho stream now became intermittent, and Egerton be^an to show symptoms of wandering in his mind. "I was reading some book latelj' about a girl that would not morry somebody: and what ber parents did was, the}' shut her up in some tower somewhere, and kept her on bread and water. But you see you have no tower at the Beeches. St?l, you might try the bread and water. It is wonderful what diet does." OJT flew our elderly little Venus once more, chariot?! hither and thither on the errands and the mischief of love. Soc knitted her j brows, she made her little glovo finger tips meet, she set a reflective mouth, and thus she conned over tho state of her plans. "Sibyl is to place before her the comforts and tho advantages of wealth; Sibyl will do it well. Archibald Goldmore is to press duty upon her, and take ber on the ground of tho fifth commandment. I can see him now slow, solemn, parsonic. O, if I had time to laugh over it, I should And Caroline will work on her feelings; that will como best from Car, who has not much feeling of her own, because Sophia will reason: 'Well, if Car thinks so, there must be something in it.' Interest, obedience, affertion. Yet-, it is not bad. And there is mon: to come. Sophia, Sophia, I shall marry you, without a tower, < r bread and water, eitherl Simply by tact, j dear-by tact." CHAPTER TV. THE RECTOR Ai;KEES W?TIT MRS. TEMPLE. j Her flying wheels next censed their swift | revolutions at tho door of the rectory, and j the little woman alighted with the step of five-and-twenty. She shook her bead as she marked bow the OTK-C brilliant flower beds lay neglected, and the stone steps, once white as porcelain, were turning green with neglect j Dead leaves strewed the path; the blind of ? the dining room window hung awry; what- j ever she saw told her that the enchanter Gold had wandered off with ht?? wand to other db- 1 mains, and that his successor, Poverty, had already marked all things for his own. "I should just like Sophia to see this piaf e.* i our moralist said. "It would be a lesson for j her." She spoke as solemnly as if she had been the pensive and didactic Mr. Hervey walking among bis tombs. "A few months ago everything waa trim and shining with money; now-and this is poverty, pions pov? erty!" she said, with inexpressible scorn in her face. "I hate poverty." The door opened, and instead of the man servant of other days, well clad, well brushed and obsequious, there stood before her an ill dressed girl, whose skirts, tucked up on one side and loose on the other, told of work hastily left Mrs. Barbara Temple noted the red bare arra and the dirty finger nails-, she lost sight of nothing, and all she saw turned into a moral lesson. ! "I like to live," she thought; "but better be dead than poor." As she was going into the library a whiff from the kitchen tickled her nostrils, but not gratefully. "Soup, I suppose," she murmured again. "Well, I have not to eat it, so I need say noth? ing!" The. part she had here assigned herself was none of the easiest, and she felt she must be discreet and guard her lips. Mr. Brent ad? vanced to meet her, and tried to put on his old cheery smile, but the conspicuous failure made the attempt more dismal than a plain, honest sigh. Mrs. Barbara conversed with her usual spirit and gaye ty for a few minutes, until the question came naturally: "Have you any news of jour son!" "None since the vessel was last heard of," he answered. "At that time he was tolerably well." "I liked that young man," she said. "I never regretted anything in my life more sin? cerely than having to abandon the hope of calling him a relation." "Has your daughter abandoned iti" Mr. Brent asked, with a faint smile. ''How k?n? of you!" she thought; "you have said Just the word I wanted." '.That question," she answered, "is one which I cannot reply to as readily as I sbocki Wish. "We know what young people are; there is always a great deal of sentimentality about them It amounts to nothing. In time it wears off. While i\ lasts, however, it makes their management difficult. Of course, yon ore cf my opinion, feat the keeping up cf this engagement, even in the remotest way, would be injurious both to your son and to my daughter. Ko good can ever come of it, and the sooner it is finally settled the better for both of them. Don't you think so?" "I do," the poor clergyman replied. He hod no spirit left Never a man cf in? dependent will, he was now reduced to a mere animated machine, worked in matters of this-sort from the outside. "My daughter has a wild romantic attach? ment to your son," Mrs. Temple continued. "Now you can help me to put an end to trna affair. You only can pet an enid to it, but you can do so." "I can, can I?" he replied. "Yes; tell Sophia that you do not approve of it, and that you consider it ?k?ly t? be in? jurious to Percival, which it surely w3l be. Say with'perfect truth also-yon can-thal you are tolerably certain that even if she re? mained constant to him he would not remain constant to ber.. Just fancy, Mr. Brent) a young man at the mest impulsive' period af life, thousands of miles away, and with nc hopo of seeing her for years! Constant, in? deed: Why, in a fairy tale it would be too absurd to bo true!" He sat before her, passive and receptive, agreeing to everything, promising every? thing. But indeed, if the proud Sibyl,- and the inflexible Goldmore, and the intellectual Caroline had bent to her will, little wonder if our poor rector bent, too, broken as his nerves and will were by the one terrible storm of fate. Whenever she asked him, "Do you think so?" he answered^ "I think so." Whenever abe said, "Will yon say so to Sophia?" he replied, "I will say so." And thus she faced him, energetic, full of plot and will, talking fast, and with frequent action driving her meaning home. An onlooker might have thought the scene a private mes? meric experiment, and Mrs. Barbara Temple the strong and resistless operator, and poor Mr. Anthony Brent the helpless subject around whose volition and reason another mind was coiling itself in swift and powerful folds. "So," said our little mother, when this task was done, "you are to set bofore Sophia the facts of the case, and its probabilities. You are to tell Sophia that Percival ought not to marry her if he could, and that, in time, he would not marry her even if he ought In? terest, duty, affection, probability^ Sophia, I shall hem you in, and force you to yield!" CHAPTER V. MRS. TEMPLE PLATS THE PART OF MRS. SOBER. Prendergast remained to be molded, and our strategist took care to have an interview with him before the great event of his pro? posal come off. For this dialogue she as? sumed a specially grave, not to say pious, air, as she now rally understood Prendergast^ habit of mind. "It is a serious matter," she said, in the voice and face of her new character of Mrs. Sober. ''Yes, marriage is a serious matter." To this sentiment, of which the force, like that of many a popular sermon, lay rather in the delivery than in the matter, Prendergast assented, and business began. "You are going to propose to Sophia!" she said, in confidential tones; for, indeed, they had chatted the affair over several times. MI am, with your permission." "Very well. Are you above taking a binti" -ehe parsed here, for the most engaging smile made up of self-confidence, self-depreciation, and a coquettish consciousness that all the charms of her sex had not yet forsaken her "are you above taking a hint from a withered old woman f "You must be going to take me to consult some elderly friend of yours?" he answered, with successful raillery. "Capital, capital!" she cried, forgetting Mrs. Sober, and clapping her hands. "Oh, Prendergast, I do wish you would be more like that all the day round! It becomes you vastly! 0,1 should make something of you, too-in time!" Grave Prendergast could stand this no longer. He burst into a laugh, which our little mother merrily echoed, until she again remembered that seriousness was her part to-day. Turning as solemn as a Quakeress, she asked: "But, seriously, will you take a hint?" "Seriously, from you I will take as many hints as I get" "Well, then, remember this: Sophia is a girl whose bead is full of the idea of useful? ness and activity, and being elevated, and elevating others, and-you can finish tho sentence better than I, for you hear more of that sort of talk. I am not saying anything against all that In its way, and at proper times, it is very well; but I maintain, and al? ways have done, that it is not the thing, a woman should live for. ?Tuet fancy, my dear Prendergast, what a whole world full of serious people would bo! Serions people, and nobody else! Really, I tiplieve you serious people would want a few of us sinners back to tickle you a little I But this is not my business. We must take Sophia as she is. She has not grown up in the way I expected, but she is n go*.e said, and this only for explanation, is that she contrived without any suspicious coincidences to bring each of her subordin? ates into contact with Sophia between morning and evening of one day, and that tho day when-still by her arrangement Prendergast was to make his proposal. If I were to follow oil the windings of this day, tho shirtings of some from p?rico tb place, it would be very tedious ; and after nil, what is my object? First, to declare tho foresight and contrivance of our little mother; and secondly, to show how poor Sophia was en? vironed with motives all impelling her to break faith with Percival Brent. These ends can be fufty attained by thy simple record of certain fragments of dialogue which bore" upon the great event of that memorable day. I. SIBYL AND SOPHIA-MONEY VS. LOVE." "Beliove mc. Sophy, marriage fe a lottery; I don't think after a mouth is orer love makes much difference." Sibjd said this after the mention of young Brents name. She was reclining on a sofa, looking very beautiful, but cold, proud and with plain tokens of disappomtment amidst aU her disdain. "I cant believe that," Sophia replied. "You did not always think so yourself.'' "I wo? hot married then," Sibyl answered; "I am new." It was on the tip of Sophia's tongue to say: "If a girl of twenty-two marries a man of fifty-three, is her view of marriage to- be taken ns the true one?" Sophia did not mean, you may be sure, to ask this home-thrusting question in any taunt? ing way, but quietly and reasonably. She' felt, however, that such a question must be' hurtful to her sisters feelings, and said noth? ing at aft. This led Sibyl to believe that her argument was taking effect "Sophia," she said, in a stern way alto? gether her own, "marry Prendergast He is wealthy, good looking, and his tastes are like yours. Now ask yourself, are you not mora likely to be happy with such a m^rj, more likely to have your own way and please your? self, than with young Percival? Percival may forget you. If he remembers you, he may be unable to marry you. If he marries you, he may disappoint you as a husband. Jost consider the number of chances which have all to come right before you have any certainty with him! And here is a m***? ol whom every one of your friends approves, and whom you admit you respect yourself, making you an offer which I call a Bp'endid one. Oh, Sophy, you can't refuse bimi If you did," Sibyl said, growing more, and more convinced even by her own argument, "you would be silly beyond expression. You won't disappoint us ali, Sophy; you can't-I knoH you can'tl" a ARCHIBALD ??OXDMORE A?n> SOPHIA, PRUDEI?C? Vt LO VS "My dear Sophia," Goldmore said, tairai her hand and speaking to ber In a grave, fatherly way, and with intentions that were unmistakably kind, "I wish to say a few words to you about my friend Prendergast" Poor Sophia turned red and pale almost ia the same instant A lecture from Sibyl was a trifle compared to this. / ARCHIBALD OOLD5?CTO1 "I have known bim more or less intimately for years," the* elephantine magnat** contin? ued. He talked as If he was dictating a testi? monial. "Amore upright, honorable man does not breathe. He is charitable and humane to a fault Believe me, Sophia, I would not open my Hps to you on the subject if I did not in ray soul believe that Prendergast will make you truly a happy woman, and that he is worthy ot you. I con say nothing more in his praise." Sophia began to cry, not knowing whfcre to turn, and Goldmore, taking upon himself al? most unconsciously the paternal relation, gentry p?tted her on the shoulder. Indeed, it seemed ag if affairs hod only to be pushed a little further for him to bestow upon her a paternal kiss. "MaAy Prendergast, Sophia." G-o?dmore continued, repeating miawares his wife's con? cise counsel. "Yon are of course free from all engagement to young Percival Brent Remember, I have not a word to say of that young fellow but praise. Under the aus? picious circumstances of your original en? gagement I considered it a ?appy event And even when he left England, I thought perhaps things might turn out well for you both. Snfca then I have"-hero he reflected on the interview with Mrs. Temple and her charges to him-"since then I have thought things over, Sophia, and I feel you ought to be-prudent" "Prudent!" "prudent!" It was the word that bad been rung in the poor girl's ears until she was ready to scream at the sound of it "And besides, Sophia," Goldmore con? tinued, "your mother wishes it I am far from saying that any girl is bound; to con? sider even he? parents in a matter so nearly concerning -her personal happiness; but Sophia, when the mac is so very desirable, and when a parent's will is so very strongly expressed, I think a dutiful character like yours w?l^-wi? weigh tba matter; Sophia!" Sophia was really broken down now and sobbing piteously; and Goldmore, who would not have wounded her without cause on any consideration, judged that these tears were shed over the final wrench from Percival Brent. "You are naturally agitated, dear girl," h* went on, in his three-syllable stylo of speech. "You are a sympathetic nature, and you regret your ?ato engagement You are one of those women who are always delicate in your dealings with our sex-more delicate perhaps than most of us deserve. But, now that the thing is done, every hour your sor? row will tffrrifhish and your future will grow brighter. Don't cry any more. Sophia; you are acting prudently, and yon have obeyed your parent" 1H. CAROLINE ?i??D SOPHIi4>=T,0>F TR ?OV? "Mind, Sophy," Car said, "if Prendergast was an elderly man, like Goldmore,-1 >ould not have bad yon marry him, not if he could have heeled your boots with diamonds. Dont you see how dull Sibyl is? It is nothing in the world but that she is tired of that old fel? low. Kow you may not think Egerton very clever or witty, but I assure y?if h? is a capi? tal husband, and I have grown fonder of hun than I could have believed. I would not see you so moped as Sibyl, not if mamma were to go on ter knees to us. But really, Sophia, Prendergast is more than parable; he is very agreeable*." "Well, but being agreeable does not malte you love a man," Sophia ventured t? say. "No." Car answered readily; "but when a mans character is such as you approve, and when his position and prospoets aro good, and when he is agreeable ia addition, yen are safer in marrying htm-safer, do you hear, Sophy?-than "you would bo in marrying af? ter the most romantic of courtships." Sophia was silent before Cars reasonable assertion. , "Besides, Sophy"-now she came to her special appeal-"mamma is quite in terror lest you should refuse Prendergast. Sha has taken such a f aucy to him. With his serious ways one would hardly have erpected that; but so it is. Prendergast will bo making mamma a saint one of these days if he enters the family-he has such an influence over her. It was not altogether fair to Car to hold out such a motive to her sister. She well knew how Sophia bewailed her mother's in? fatuated worldliness; and how, fe her gentle, daughterlike way, she was always trying to make her mother less of a pagan and a mocker. This one sentence of , Car's told more with Sophia than all that had boen said to her before. She was in that melan? choly mood wheu women, and men, too, often make lifo-long sacrifices at tho bidding of religion What if Prendergast did really make her mother in her lart day* ? botter and a wiser woman! She sighed, and looked up at Car receptively. "-To doubt of it,*' Car said, in a- kind of re? ply to her sister's glane*?. -'Mamma will be the happiest woman in Krv?r."w?d if you marry bim. And she has been a kind mother to us> and we ought to please her ff we can. And, besides, as I said, he may really bo useful to mamma, she thinks so much of him." Divided was Soph ia's heart, and her loyaf will was shaken whsn sho left her sister. WhO could stand such a succession of argument and appeal? or, if we choosy to bring in a new metaphor, what citadel cof?ld resist such a number of battering rams, mai>aged by that eminent pagan military engineer, Mrs. Bar? bara Temple? Yes; ?Sophia was feeding tho weakness of ber sex: UJfaint,77 yield.'1 IV. EGERTON AND SOPHIA-IDiOC-Y VS. LOVE. As ^itb sad st^ps she was walking down the avenue, she was startled by the appari? tion of Egerton, who suddenly appeared, peeping over tho top of a bolly bush: Ho glanced apprehensively round, Hke a paid assassin in a tragedy, and then, coming round} the hoHy bash with long secret Tarquin strides, he advanced to Sophia's side. "Como here," he said, in an ewful whisper. And he returned behind the holly btfch as ho came forth. Sophia did? not know what to thiitk;btit, waiving his manner in ber esti? mate of the position, she came'to the concliK sion that ho had got a hedgehog, or some' other natural curiosity which he wished her to inspect; so she followed him. No sooner waa she at his side than, with thro or fou* more? furtive gisnoe?, he stooped to bet lr, and, in a whisper of the profoundest caution, mid: "Sophi**" take my advice, and go and gel married It's an awfully nice thing. Toa may take tt from me that it is not so mach? matter wham you marry a? the thing it? Mit Do that, -and-' iB fha re*: wffl follow. Dont let out to aay ono that I told you." And thea, with an air of secrecy which was frightfully suggestive, a sd the same long and ghostly strides, he made for the > house, leaving her to resume her path aa best she might V. TH* BIT. ACTEKMfY 3tSt?ttf AKD SOPHIA -DESFOSTDENCY VS. LOVE. "Miss Temple," the clergyman' said, .with a melancholy air, not the least feigned, a> though, by casting a gloom over his conver? sation, it greatly furthered Hrs. Barbara ?*empW? *adir "times have changed, .changed indeed. I had a letter from my ?on two days aga" Few that good little heart leaped to hear Jti Percival ! he seemed near her once again, and she would be strengthened now, "How ia Percivair she asked gently; .Pretty well," th? rector replied; "tolerably weil, I may say. But be writes in bad spirits. Little wonder; his prospects are very uncer? tain. I dont think he will ever return to England." "He meant to come 'back wlen he left," poor Sophia said, turning eiak at heart after her ?ttle gush of pleasure "That I know,." the rector answered, in the same downcast tone. "But bis intention wfij charge, if it has not changed already. Per? cival has to mee a life of struggle. I was very glad to find that you and he had quite broken off from each other." "We wanted to act prudently," the poor girl ? ?ld. 0, how delighted she would have been had the rector, in the remotest way, rec? ognised that aa understanding existed be? tween them! "It was prudent,? he continued, "To you such a thing could only have meant bondage and disappointment; and to him--well, Sophia, greatly as I like you, I dont really think Percival would have been so likely to prosper had he been still engaged to you," "I could not bear the thought of injuring lum," the poor thing said. Sile was on the edge of a flt of crying, but Mr. Brent, never a man of observation, and now quite occu? pied with bis own cares, did not notice her agitation. . . "I toa sure of that," he replied "Of course that is why you so wholly detached yourself from him. It is better for both of you. Per? ci val, as you know, has returned to the man with whom he resided when his health was delicate This man-Warren-is getting ad? vanced in life, and wanta a helper m bis buri' ness. Percival, I have no doubt, wfll get that iappointment, for they are very fond of him-that is, I mean Warren and his daugh? ter are very fond of hun," "Mr. Warren he? a daughter, then V Sophia | asked. "Yes, he ls a widower, and she is his oar/ child. I think-indeed, ? know-that she was rather soft on Percy when he lived there. In fact, one or two rather unnecessary letters j followed him to England. I laughed then; j ; now 1 cairne* but think that if Percival man? ages the business well, and gets into the old mans good books, and-and marries little Bessie, as he used to call her-" "He called her little Bessie, did her Sophia inquired "Little Bessie-that was her name," the rec? tor answered. "He always called her that j It meant nothing, of coursa Yon see, they were a great deal together, and Percival says that in the colonies people are not so stiff as we are in England. ' He used to say he liked colonial manners. Well, to return-if he marries Bessie it might be a nit? thing for him. Indeed, lt will be his solitary chance ia life." . It was a sore, an aching heart that lay in Sophitis gentle breast as she and her mother drove home, The poor girl had not the smallest suspicion that her mother had ar? ranged all these nice little thunderclaps; but even had she known it, the knowledge could not hare brunted the dreadful edge of the rector's communication. However power? ful her own friends hod argued, they could not have affected ber as Mr. Brent had done; It seemed as if the father spoke for his son. It sounded like a message from the lover him? self, saying "Let us part" And in the mists of her fears and doubts the figure of Bessie Warren rose before her, at Percys side, see \ lng him day by day, at the head of the house? hold of which he was to be a member, wealthy, and fond of Percy-known to him by a pet familiar name; What chance had she agednst thin fatal Bessie Warren? Little Mia Barbara Temple was no tyrant, and would not have inflicted any useless pain on her daughter. She saw Sophia ont of the side of her eyes as they drove home, and marked her misery, and felt really sorry for her,- but it was sorrow such as a humane sur? geon feste for the shrinking patient on whom he is about to operate; it was all for Soph ."? s good. These tears would flow and then be gone, aid after the dread and the operation, and the shrinking and the crying, there would be the world-the bright, prosperous world, wealth, fashion, ease, respect-all that station can secure and money can buy. O, no doubt of it I she was acting the part of a wise moth? er; and JO, quenching her last misgiving, Mrs. Barham Temple made ready, for the final, the winning stroke in her grand matrimonial gama {TO 2E CONTINUED.] sr- .'.-i,:_;_j What ?ur Editors Say* Wilmington Star. The Chadstone Ministry was defeated by thirty majority oh tbs second read? ing of tie Home K??e billi It bad been clearly foreshadowed that this would be the result. The illustrious Prime Min? ister was slaughtered in the bouse of his supposed friends. We would be glad to see him resign and thus throw all of the difficulties of governing upon the Tories and traitorous Liberals. He may however prefer to have Parliament dissolved and appeal to th? country in a new election. We are glad to cee him standing and falling by his grand measure of justice and right. He rode to hie death, but he went tige a fought of old with steady lance and undaunted j heart. ~= Spartar&?rg Herald, ' The great Free Trade Club of South Carolina held.a meeting in Columbia on June 2nd. It is this organization, al? leged to be seventy strong, which pro? posed to enlighten the State and whip congressmen into submission to their views. At their summer meeting there were nine members present. The Greenville News suggests tb*fc as the club, as a Free Trade Club, does not seem to be an effective body, and as it has the proper number, it had best re? organize for base ball purposes. The ridiculous insignificance of this move? ment proves that absolute Free Trade is an exploded theory of the past, even in South Carolina. If Tariff Reform had been their slogan cry they would have rallied nure support and eseited fess ridicule. We don't want Free Trade, it would ?nrfag us absolute bankruptcy. We stand squarely on thc Democratic platform. We want a Tariff for reve? nue sufficient to support a government economically acm 'mistered, and so ad? justed aa to promote industries which need encouragement. Absolute pro? tection is robbery ; absolute Free Trade insanity. - We Take it all Back? Edprfield Advertiser. The Columbia Register thinks we did it injustice ra classing it with free trader?, and says that it stands exactly whefc Senator Butler does on the ques? tion. We certainly were of the ?im? pression that both the Register and the Ntrcs and Courter were advocating free : trade, bat we are glad fbat we were mis tukeo, and that we still retain oar good ? friends of the Register in the sheepfold; of Democracy- sad common sense. We . are all for a tariff for revenue only j: bat as a tariff for revenue only always protects something, we call it tariff for:' revenue only, with incidental protection.. 'Absolute free trade,* as is so tersely ex? pressed by another, is 'absolute insanity.'" The Approaching Campaign, Pee Dee Index. It is to be regretted that the time -is* near at band' for another political carn* paign. That the frequency of popular' elections is a national evil, can no longer be questioned. No right thinks ing citizen contemplates- &e approach of the. compaigo without unpleasant an? ticipations. The animosities, enmities, prejudices and slanders which are co gendered or get a S?st in the heat of po? litical feeliDg are drstrscting to basrcesa* confidence^aod demoralizing to society. Much of tb? might and should bo avoided. It is humilfet-iag to observe hoir com-, pletely political bias estranges persona!' friends, and very frequently transforms them into bitter enemies* The philos? ophy of this is that they allow their passions to get the better cf their judge? ment Honest differences should never cause men to fall out, and ordinarily they do not, except in porkies. By taking thought along this line now, st' the very threshold of the campaign, may not passions, be bridled and much un pleasantness avoided? Let issues be discussed calmly and dispassionately, and let men be nominated and elected whose arguments appeal to and convince our judgment. He who tries to cursy.' favor by pandering popular prejudices to the sacrifice of principles, is a dem? agogue, and is unSt to represent an in? telligent people. The Theological Seminary. . Columbia Record. Columbians naturally feel an interest" in the question whether the Theological Seminary here will actually be closed in? consequence of of the action taken by the Presbyterian General Assembly. That the discussion of the scientific qu.stion of evolution should have this result would be a matter of general re? gret, on account of the interest wbioh all the people of this city feel in that in? stitution, to say nothing of the unplea? sant appearance of an intention to "rule' or ruin" on the part of. those who pro? pose such action. The origin of Adam's body is a sub-* j?ct in which all human beings ba ve? an equal interest-an interest which-, they plainly manifest whenever the subject is mentioned. There? fore, and because it was taken ap? ia connection with that other equally in- J teresting and more important subjectT revealed religion, the publie have taken a constant interest in the discussion over the Woodrow theory of evolution, and have looked anxiously for the result. It was pleasant to many to know tha* Dr. Woodrow had suggested-a way of reconciling what seemed to be a con? tradiction between science and Scripture,, and that way was simply to acknow? ledge that we may have been mistaken in our interpretation of the latter. \ Of coarse every one would not for willing at ence to make this acknow? ledgment, especially among the dottors and professors of theology, and there--^~ fore some controversy was to be expect? ed. But we confess to some surprise at the course taken by the General Assem? bly in condemning and seetereefng Dr. Woodrow pending his trial, and in lend? ing the weight of its influence io favor of closing the. Columbi? Seminar/ where be is professor. Effects of No Licen?tf. Picken* Sentinel. A most thoughtful and earefal obger-* ver, a citizen of ?conee Ccnsty says that Pickens Conn ty certa?sly is th er best example in the United States of the good effects of no Usense systemv He koew so many men ic this county' that had quit the use of whiskey entire? ly, since its sale had been forbidden by law, and however great may have been the trial to them as individuals they no* doubt rejoiced in the changer; We urd not eo well prepared to speak' in regard to the other towns in this county, but under the license law, the? streets of this town used to echo with profanity from the lips of men who call' themselves gentlemen ; but now if there is one such, it is said to his credit, that he is heartily ashamed every timer, he make? thc mistake. Those in the country who are stiff obliged, from habit, to use a little whiskey, gracefully submit to the incon? venience and trouble necessary to pro? cure it, for the sake .of having snares' and pitfalls removed from the youthrur and the unwary. Viewed in a social, morai, political or religfows light, how infinitely preferable is this, to what We' were wont to endure. Greenville News. The Free Trade Club had a very small meeting in Columbia on Wednes? day bot there was dissension. An in? fluential element wanted to change the name of thc organization to the 4'Tariff Reform" association, and Presideat J. J. Dargan opposed it vigorously. Col. Dargan rs right. Men an? Clubs should show their colors and teli what and who they are z?? what they are trying to do. If free trade is their purpose they should say so, whether .they intend to achieve that purpose im? mediately OT by gradsai approaches i Tariff reformers who fa Vor stopping tariff reform anywhere short of Free Trade have no business in a Free Trade Club. They ought to come out of it and join the Democratic party, the spirit of which is for the tariff for revenue doctrine of Thomas Jefferson. As the Free Trade Club is sp??s, ?S . ought to divide. We have already indi? cated the proper course for the fariff re? form part of it. The Free Trade sec? tion can continue to amuse itself by clinging to the tail of the Democratic elephant and persevering in the^attempfc to dr*w him through a rat. hole. - There h no back down in Dargan He believes he is right, and while ho* so believes he will hold bis ground andi fight if he has to do it alone. Bight or Wrong he is a man, every inch of nita~ straightout and straightforward-game to the backbone and true as steel. Her v fights and loves with his whole heart* -iW?g.