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Knox place, sod on Saturdays tbe Engine and Mill caa be sees ia motion. AH in repair. JAMES D. BL AN DING, June 36. 3 Sumter, S. C. (Copyright by J B. Upplncott Company. Phfla oelpbla. Pa., and published by special arrango menl through th? American Press Association.] ICOXTIXUED.I CHAPTER XVL N the meantime the work of un earthing the murderer of Rose Effington was be? coming more in tere sting. Tho man Johnson had , come in from the lxwest, and was sharing tho vigils of Rush and Mar? tin. The journal? ist and the de? tect! ve antici? pated an early denouement They were assured of one thing, which was that the apartment of Mme, Fanny, Countess de Paris, was tho place where they would be most likely to capture Costello. Mar? tin had worked up a number of clews, and he was thoroughly satisfied that I Costello would be caught under Mme. j Fanny's roof. He learned that he had ? been a Jover of Mme. Fanny, and that, ! although he had lost his taste for her, she was still enamored of him, and for the sake of seeing him occasionally and being in his confidence she was even willing to help him in his affairs with Other women. What most surprised Rush about this establishment of Mme. Fanny's was that apparently respectable women vis? ited it They usually came closely veiled, and there was one whom he had seen as she passed his door whose figure haunted liim. Ho certainly had met that woman somewhere, but where he could not tell Ho thought of putting himself in her way some day, to see if she recognized Mm, but then ho remem? bered that he did not want to bo recog? nized, so he avoided meeting her, though his curiosity was aroused to the highest pitch. This mysterious lady was dressed in mourning and wore a long thick crepe veil, and he noticed that sho came in a hired coupe which waited for her a few doors away. While awaiting developments in the Costello case Rush had plenty of timo to think. He would have had time to read, too, if he had wanted to, but he couldn't bring his mind lo it. As a usual thing he could lind diversion in "Henry Es? mond." but somehow or other he could not keep his mind on the page Ho could read no name but that of Helen Knowl? ton in the lines before him, so ho set the book aside and thought He thought of the woman's wonderful fascinations her beauty of face and figure, the set of lier head upon lier neck, the round white? ness of her arms and their exquisite texture, for once by an accident Iiis hand had touched her arm, and ho had never forgotten tho sensation ho experienced. lt was as though l?> had touched a dam? ask rose just picked from some cool gar? den spot He thought of all her little ways; of her tru? womanliness, with its strange comb ination of childlikeness; of her posi? tion in the world; of the men who, if there was anything in gossip, were mad lv in levo with her; of West Hastings ia jxirticular and his probablo relations to her. Could it bo possible that she really loved this cold, selfish man of the world, whose only attractions were his wealth anda certain polish that long contact with society had given him? She was worthy of a better man. And then ho wondered at his own conceit Wherein was he more worthy than West Hast? ings? He might not be quite as selfish, certainly he was not as cold, but ho had neither the polish nor the wealth of Iiis rival. "The polish be hanged!** he said to himself ; "but the wealth PH have or perish in the winning. Perhaps not so much; but if I can't earn enough money to keep my wife in the manner she has been accustomed to and take her off the stage, I'll try some other business." Then he would weigh his chances in case the field was clear, and in tho morn? ings, when ho felt brigni and tho world looked easy to conquer, he would feel greatly encouraged. Other days ho would feel so blue and despondent that if he had not been young and healthy lie would have ended his doubts and misery by jumping off the dock. But for some reason or other these dark days were few, and asa rule he looked upon his success with Helen Knowlton as merely a matter of time. He had heard Aunt Rebecca say that Helen was in no hurry to marry, and that she would not entertain the sub? ject seriously until after sho had "made her career." Just what Aunt Rebecca meant by this phrase ho did not know, but it seemed to make hi3 chances better, and he thought of it every time ono of bis despondent moods came on. Still, his chances did 6cem to be pretty poor compared with those of West Hastings, and when he thought of Helen's ap? proaching trip to Europe with Hastings as a passenger on the same ship, his heart sank within him. . Archie Tillinghast, too, was in despair over the affairs of his heart Bessie Archer seemed to got farther away from him every day. Her interests were not bis interests, and sho was thorning moro and moro intimate with O'Hara and Mrs. Pryor-a pair for whom Archie had tho most violent contempt What could pos? sess a clever, refined girl like Bessie, that she should associate so intimately with these two? Ho put it down to disease a disease of tho brain, induced by misdi? rected mental activity. Sho craved in? tellectual excitement, and, as there was little to be got in tho ordinary course of her life, sho sought it in unnatural chan? nels. Bessie Archer was a girl of strong i character, but her strength had never | been properly developed. As Archie said, 1 "sho had a morbid hankering after the, | great Why?' and tho lesser 'Why Not?' j and between the two sho fell to tho i?oor. " j Helen was too much absorbed in her j profession to give any limo to occult j philosophies, so she and Bessie had not been much together of late. II' len had not only something else to think about, but her mind was too well balanced to have any leaning towards these follies of idle brains. Sho tried to tuko an interest in them for Bessie's sake, but tho more sho saw tho less she cared for them. "Didnl it ever occur to you, Bessie,'' she said to her friend, "that if there was as much in these 'isms' as you think there te, a different class of people would be interested in thenrf that scientists rather than scatterbrains would bo their investigators?" But Bessie replied that some of the most intellectual people sho had ever met were believers in tho un? seen. Helen saw that argument would be useless; all sho could do was to wait votil Bessie's mind should take a new tum. Owing to his love for Bessie, Archie could not possess Iiis soul in pati' ce. He wanted to strangle O'Hara, uow Mrs. Pryor out of tho window, and figh a duel with Rusli. On this last point h had som ^doubts, for he couldn't es actly make out a case against his friend He had an idea that Bessie was mor than partial to him, yet he had to a< knowledge that he had never seen Rus playing the role of lover. With thes thoughts rankling in his breast ho ran; his uncle Archer's bell ono morning, dc termined to "have it out with Bessie, as he expressed it, and learn whether i was because she cared for some one els that sho didn't caro for him. James, th Archer factotum, answered tho bell, an< told him that Miss Bessie was out; but seeing an expression of disappointmen pass over Archie's face, bo added, .* don't know, though, but you might fin< her, sir; I heard her order Williair U drive to No. - East Fourth street." "No. - East Fourth street! Aro yoi sure you heard aright, James?** t "Yes, sir, perfectly; and if you'll ex cuse me savin' so, sir, I remember i partickler because I was surprised tba Miss Bessie should be goin* to such j neighborhood." "It's all right, no doubt, James; sh? must be going to visit some poor people you know Miss Archer is very charita ble." "Indeed she be, sir; a moro charitable] young lady I never know'd." So Archie ran down tho steps, anc James shut tho door. "This is some of Mrs. Pryor's work,' said Archie to himself. "She has draggec Bessie off to some of her mediums. A nice business, by Jove!-tho daughter ol Tillinghast Archer visiting a den ir. East Fourth streetl It's outrageous! Ill stand out in front of tho damned place and be ready in case of troubla" And be turned his aristocratic feet towards that unaristocratic quarter of the town. Rush, Martin tho detective, and tho man Johnson were in a state of great excitement this morning. They had heard Mme. Fanny, Countess de Paris, telling one of her confederates that she expected Costello there that very morn ing; that he was going to bring a young lady with him, "a great swell," whom he wanted to marry; that her father was a man of wealth, but that both ho and tho mother were prejudiced against Costello, although they knew nothing to his discredit. Costello, on tho other hand, was determined to marry her. She had given him sufficient encouragement to make him believe that ho could get her; and she was too great a prizo to let slip through his fingers, "I am to give her the benefit of a trance, in which I am to tell her that it is written in the stars thai sho is to marry a certain man; and then ni describe Cos. She will be overcome by the coincidence, while I will take no notice of it, but go on and tell of the great things that will come of this union foreordained by heaven." And Mme. Fanny broke into a harsh, vulgar laugh. "And where do you como in? What do you get for this job?" asked her con? federate. "Oh, just you leave mo alone for that. Cos has promised me a good slice out of tho dot. "Cos' promises arc not selling above par nowadays, and deo't you forget it." "You needn't abus? Cos to me. Ile pays up when he cnn, but living with the swells is an expensive luxury and takes almost all he can earn." Tho other gave a grunt of contempt which showed that she did not share Mme. Fanny's good opinion of Costello. Rush's indignation waxed high at this conversation, and ho said to Martin that if he could get hold cf that poor girl ho would warn her in time. "You would get no thanks," replied the detective. "Women have to lind those things out for themselves." They talked awhile on general sub? jects and smoked a cigar apiece. When they had finished they heard footsteps on the stairs and a peculiar rap on Mme. Fanny's door, which was quick? ly opened. A whispered conversation ensued, carried on in very low tones. This was followed by one voice speaking. The men in the back room could hear nothing that was said, but they had como to know tho front room sounds pretty well, and they recognized Mme. Fanny's trance voice For a moment Mme Fanny ceased speaking and they heard a man's low tones. Johnson sprang to his feet. "By heaven, that's Costello's voice! I would know it in hades!" Martin put his hand over Johnson's mouth nnd whispered to him to keep still or he would spoil everything. Rush, too, became very much excited, for tb? voice sounded very familiar to bim, though ho could not placo it. In a mo? ment Mme. Fanny went on with her trance, and then for a few minutes there was a pause. Tho three men stood by tho door. Martin was to givo tho signal to Rush to burst it open, and Johnson was to stand by Mme. Fanny's liall door to prevent Costello's escape. Tho three men were screwed up to a high pitch of excitement as they stood silently waiting the word of command. Suddenly they heard a sharp, quick cry from a woman's voice: "Don't touch mc! Help! help!" Rush recognized tho voice in a second, nnd his blood ran cold in his veins. Without waiting for Martin's signal he put tho edgo of his jimmy in tho crack of tho door and gave it a lierco wrench. It rolled quickly back on its hinges, and the occupants of tho darkened room stood before him. Rush forgot all alx>ut tho man ho was looking for and sprang to tho woman's side. "In God's name, Miss Archer, what arc you doing hore?" ho exclaimed, in horror. Piilo and trembling, Bessio clasped his arm, too nervous and frightened to speak. But Costello, who was nono other than O'Hara, stepped forward, and in hid low, elly tones said: "Tliis lady is in my care, Mr. Hurl- j stone: I will seo that sho gets home in j safety." And ho put out Iiis hand as though to take her with him. "You infernal scoundrel,*' said Rush, flinging him across tho room with ono \ hand, for Bessio was clinging to his other J aim, "lay your linger on this lady andi I'll dash your brains out against tho wall!" O'Hara smiled a smiiu of forgiveness, as one who felt sorry to seo an amiable ; young gentleman possessed of so violent a temper. "I'll tako charge of this gentleman," said Martin, stepping up to O'Hara and j displaying lus badge. "Dennis Costello, j I arrest you for tho murder of Roso | Effington!" . Costello's face becanio livid, and he j crouched against tho wail, but soon found ! voico to speak. "Y<.:;i have mistaken your man, my good sir. My naino is Dionysius O'Hara, and I no vcr beforo heard tho name of tho lady you mention. If you will ex? cuso mc, I will bid you good morning. I am an artist, and I have a distinguished sitter waiting at my studio." And he mado a step towards tho door. Martin had no thought of letting him go, but he didn't mind playing with him a moment. "Your_name is not Dennis Costello, you say?" "No, sir, my name Is not Dennis Cos telle; and with your permission I wu* take my leave." As ho advanced toward; the door Rush made a movement as though to stop him, but Martin winkec at him and at the door, tho knob o: which Costello hastily turned. As th< door opened the giant form of Johnsor appeared in the hall "At last!" exclaimed Johnson, whosi face was almost black with rage. "At lastl Dennis Costello, murderer of Ros< Efiington, I have got youl" Martin sprang forward and releasec Costello's throat from Johnson's grasp, for he didn't want justice to be out witted in this way. Costello saw thal there was no use in denying his identity any longer. Johnson knew him and he knew Johnson. Ile stepped back out of his assailant's reach and gently touched his throat with his fingers as though to sec i if any harm had been done. "Your friend is a brute, my dear sir," said he, turning to Martin. "I thank you for your assistance." "Don't you talk about brutes, Dennis Costello', a man who could murder an inoffensive woman is too vile a brute to live. I have traced this story to its end, and I have found you the murderer of Rose Effington." And Johnson looked very much as though he was going to fly at Costello's throat again. "Of^the two of us," said Costello, quietly, "I think that our violent friend here looks thc most like a murderer. His accusation is false 1 will not deny an acquaintance with tho lamented Miss Effington, but I deny that I had any hand in her untimely taking off. It was a clear case of suicide, poor girl." "You will have a chance to prove this in the courts if you can; in tho mean time I must ask you to come with me, and I am afraid you will have to wear these," said Martin, taking a pair of handcuffs from his pocket "I will go with you if it is any accom? modation,*' replied Costello, "but don't ask me to wear those. I can't bear to see a man with bangles on his wrists; it is really too effeminate. Besides, I ehould like to smoke a cigarette, with your per? mission.*7 And, taking a Honradez from a Iittlo case in his pocket, he rerolled and lighted it "Now, sir, if you are ready, I am. Before I go, however, I should li ko to have one word alono with this lady," motioning with his cigarette to? wards Bessie, who only clung thc tighter to Rush's arm. "You scoundrel," said Rush, "don't you dare even to turn your eyes in this direction." "As you will," said Costello. "I am sorry to have offended you. Miss Archer. I think I could have explained away this mystery if you had allowed mo; but I never force my society upon a lady. Good morning and good-by." And ho made a courtly bow as he reached the door. Then, turning suddenly, ho said, "How rudo of me! I had forgotten Fanny. Fanny, my dear, where are you? aro you going to let your Cos go without saying good by?" This was too much for Mme. Fanny, who had hid behind a curtain when tho trouble began. She loved Costello in her way, and sho knew enough about tho Efiington affair to know that 6he would never see him again. With the tears streaming down her painted cheeks and her hair awry, sho came out from behind tho curtain and was in the act of throw ing herself upon his bosom when ho held her gently back. "Don't bo so demonstrative, Fanny; it's vulgar, my dear." Taking her hand, "Good-by; you have been a faithful friend." And putting his ann through Martin's he left tho room, followed by Johnson, who did not intend that Cos? tello should escape him this timo. Mme Fanny threw herself upon tho rickety sofa and Rush hurried Bessie out of tho room, saying: "This is no place for you; you must get homo as soon as possible. I will take you, of course," "The carriage ls waiting for mo a few doors below," said Bessio in a trembling voice, speaking for tiie first time. They soon found it, and Bessio and Rush got in and dro?*o off. But not unseen. . Besides tho ragged urchins who stood along the curb gazing at thc unusual sight of a fine carriago and a lady and gentleman in East Fourth street, there was a man standing in the shadow of the house across tho way who watched them and ground his teeth. This was Archie Tillinghast, who had been haunt? ing this ncighborhootl for tho last half hour. He had kept bis evo on No. - and on tho carriage. He had not seen Bessio go in, but had seen her come out, and with Rush. Ho saw that she was palo and agitated, and that she clung tightly to Rush's arm. What did it mean? Had Rush Hurlstone, his friend, whom ho had always supposed to be an honorable gentleman,taken Bessie Archer to a low fortune teller's rooms? It looked very much like it. Tho world had in? deed gone wrong. Whom could one trust after this? Grieved to tho heart, miserablo and unhappy, Archie went down to thc of?iee of his paper, got a leavo of absence, and took passage on a steamer sailing for Iiermuda that afternoon, no would at least have a change of scene for a few days; ho might feel better when ho got back. When Bessie found herself alone in the carriage with Rush, sho put her hands over her eyes and sobbed passionately, lie said nothing, because ho did not know what to say. Ile thought of fifty different things, but they did not wem quite adequate to tho occasion and ht: left them unsaid. Bessio waa tho first to speak. "I don't know what to say. Mr. Hurl? stone, how to explain my presenco at that place, nor how to thank you for rescuing me." "Neither explanation nor thanks are necessary. Miss Archer; it is enough for mo to know that I have been of service to you." . "But I feel that I owe you both, and I will not be satisfied until I have at locust made un effort to pay tho debt." Tho eyes she tu niel upor. Rush were filled wi'^i tears,and their usual "I-can tako - care - vi - myself" expression was gone. "1 believed Mr. O'Hara, or whatever his name may be, to bo a clever man, whom men disliked l>ecause women liked him. That beseemed to beso thoroughly ?Kjjted in occult seieivces interested me. I am an idle girl, Mr. Hurlstone; I have no outside interests to occupy my time or mind; and when he talked to me of things I knew nothing about I was fas? cinated and wanted to know more. Ho told nie of a wonderful Mme. Fanny who could tell strange truths while in a trance, and bogot my curiosity so aroused that I promised 1 would go with him to seo her. Ho didn't urge mc, but he played upon my curiosity and finally a day was named. Mrs, Pryor was to chaperon us, but just beforo wo readied tho medium's i house sho remembered something that she had to attend to, and said that if we wouldjgo on she would rejoin us before we had timo to miss lier. ? now belier that she had no intention of rejoining u From tho moment 1 crossed Mm? Fanny's threshold I began to feel uncon fortablo, I had never been in such place before, and it frightened rae. M O'Hara was very reassuring, howevei He said it was a pretty hard lookin place, but that we should only be there short time, and he thought I would I repaid for my venture. The very loo of Mme. Fanny was enough to disguf one before she spoke a word, and whe her assumed trance commenced I wishe myself anywhere but there. She bega by dealing in glittering generalities, an then she became personal, saying tba there was a man waiting to marr me, that we were much alike and ver sympathetic-Bahl 1 cannot think of i without a shudder I Finally O'Hara cam across the room and took hold of m hand and asked mo if I could any longe doubt that he was the man whom fat had selected for my husband. The roon wan almost dark, but I could see his cat like eyes shining close to my face, screamed for help; you came, and I tva paved." She sank shuddering among th cushions. "I mako no excuse for myself I acted the part of a fool and I was pun ished for my folly, but I tremble to thinl what might have been th 3 cons?quence/ if you had not been there." Rush told her how he hud been search ing for weeks for the murderer of Ros< Ellington, but that ho never dreamec that O'Hara and Costello were ono anc the same, and ho could nDt help rejoic ing that tho man was to be dealt wit! according to his deserts. For taking t young lady into a vfle den, however, he could not be punished. Rush might have horsewhipped him, but that would onh have led to a public scandal Rush re gretted that Bessie should have had sud an experience, but ho felt that ir. had no1 been lost, as it would end her longing for the "occult." When they arrived al Gramercy park Rush left her at hei door. To her father and mother she mado a full confession of what had hap pened, but, except Rush, no one else knew of the adventure in East Fourth street until some years later, when she made a clean breast of it to Archie. After leaving Bessio Rush went down to tho Tombs, where he found Johnson and Martin with Costello. Hie lattei was committed to await trial, and Rush, brimming over with the excitement of the day, hurried to tho office of Thc Dawn, whero he told the city editor of his success and sat down to write out his story. He wrote steadily until he had turned out enough copy to fill half a page of thc paper, including, of course, a quarter of a column "display head" which tho city editor put over thc story. It was a capital story. Ho rehearsed thc career of tho popular actress, telling how sho disappeared from tho public gaze and remained unheard of until tho fact of her death became known. It was said that she died in a miserable tene? ment in Newark, N. J. How sho got thero no ono knew, nor what caused her death. Some thought it was from mal? practice; others, that she had taken lier own life; others, again, that she had been murdered. Then Rush told tho romantic story of the man now in jail accused of her murder; how under an assumed name ho had lived a double life, and at the time of his arrest was the most popular painter in New York city, with half the young women of wealth and fashion waiting to sit to him for their portraits. Rush was wrought up to a high pitch of excitement, and his pen flew across the paper. He threw in just the right amount of light and shade, and made a story that was copied far and wide. Bessio Archer's connection with thc af? fair he, of course, never mentioned, nor did he even hint that there was a lady in tho murderer's company when ho was arrested. As it was, tho articlo mode a profound sensation. If it had been known that Tillinghast Archer's daugh? ter was with Costello in Mme. Fanny's den, society would have had a still choicer morsel to discuss. When a copy of tho paper containing this story reached tho proprietor of Thc Dawn, in London, the Duke of Bellefort was breakfasting with him in his gor? geous house in Park lane. "What do you think of that?" said Piummett, hand? ing him the paper. Tho duke had known Roso Ef?ington well, and ho glanced care? fully over tho article. "It's a damned good story, and damned well told." : After breakfast Piummett cabled to the managing editor to givo Mr. Rush Hurl? stone a check for five hundred dollars and mako him foreign editor on a salary of seventy-five dollars a week. Rush was delighted that his work had pleased his chief, was thankful for tho five hun? dred dollars (which, by tho way, John borrowed and forgot to return), but ho was rather staggered by his appointment to the foreign editorship, and so ex? pressed himself. "A Dawn man is supposed to bo equal to any situation," said tho managing editor. "Tho fact that you are not par? ticularly well posted on foreign matters JOCJ not prevent your becoming so. You will bo good enough to report for duty at tho foreign desk on Monday. Tins is Wednesday. You have an intervening time to enjoy yourself in." Rush wa.s too anxious to do himself credit in hi:* new position todevoto these few days to enjoyment; so he sjK'iit most of tho timo in reading tho files of tho foreign exchanges; for during tho ivist few weeks his attention hud been devoted to local rather than to foreign matters. CHAPTER XVII. jp ITII?ll hid \**$&*%&&sL earnest: C^^^p?gr Hurl stone. 1 Ie ; post to reach, and the whole bent of j his energies was \ in that direction. Whatever ho did in : the line of his profession he did with en- \ thusiasm. not only because it was tho profession of his choice, but because sue- j ces-; meant Helen, anel Helen meant all in j lifo that was worth having. Ho knew that ; his chances of winning her as a success- j ful man were better than his chances as an unsuccessful man; and then he had no patience with men who tiki not get along in tho world Some of his friends thought this indicated a slight touch of 1 hardness in his nature, but it did noth? ing of thc sort. He believed that a man with health and strength and a fair amount of intelligence ought to !>o able ; to make Ids way as well as the next. ? With such an ingrained belief as this 1 bo waa pretty certain t) get along; for, ' a?> I heard a wise old fellow once expr?s.? 1 it, "your cock-sure niau is hound to J succeed." If it liad not been for th'^r^ trait in his disposition Rush would |??ve 6 retired from thc contest for Helen ( * KflowjtohVhancl before V- ha ' entered upon it Be waa not such a fool as to think that lie only had to tell his love to Helen to have her confess a reciprocal passion. Ho knew that if he was to suc? ceed in his pursuit of her lt would bo after a long siege. He knew his youth to be a serious ob? stacle in his patti Ho was at least five years younger than Helen, though to the casual observer he seemed quite as old as she did, for sho liad boen kept very young, and he had always seemed older than ho was. On thi3 point of disparity of years he had been gathering statistics of late, and he was surprised to find how many mar? riages were made where tho husband was younger than the wife, and he was delighted to find that tho great majority of such marriages were happy. His grandfather Hurlstone was ten years younger than his grandmother, and to tho end of their days they were a loving couple. At 75 slio appeared quite es young as he did at C5, and, although she died first, he did not survivo ber many months. Rush intended to use this il? lustration with fine effect when .the time cam6? but just now be was busy preparing himself for his new depart? ment He entered upon his duties as foreign editor with zeal, and, as the for? eign department of the paper was tho ono in which its proprietor felt the greatest interest, his work was brought conspicuously to that great man's atten? tion. Rush knew enough French to read tho French popers, and he could make out fairly well witli the Italian ex? changes. "Why don't you study GermanV" said Helen, when Rush told her of hi9 new position and his plans. "You will find it a great help in your profession.** Rush, delighted to think that she took enough interest in his affairs to make a practical suggestion, secured a German teacher tho very next day and went to work with a will. Some of the older men on The Dawn smiled nt his enthu? siasm. "Why, my dear fellow, you may be put at police reporting to-morrow-you can't tell from ono day to the next what your position will be on this paper-and then what good will your languages do your" "Quite as much good as at tho foreign desk," replied Rush, with a smile; "for you know the mixed nationalities of our criminal classes. But, seriously, 1 do not consider that tho study of languages is overthrown away; and, again, as* long as I hold a position on Tho Dawn I want to learn all that appertains to it" So ho went on with his German and Italian, which, if not absolutely necessary to his position, were of very great assist? ance. Helen highly approved of 1?3 thoroughness, and was genuinely pleased at Ins promotion. Aunt Rebecca, for her part, said that sho was "prouder of him than of any of her boys." Rush would have been in a very happy frame of mind if it had not been for Helen's impending departure. The evening beforo ?he sailed he spent at lier house, and, while it was always an ecstatic delight to him to bo in the same room with her, he would have enjoyed it more if there had not been ?o largo a party-Bessie Archer, Archie Tillinghast, Uncle Lightfoot Myers, Mary Dick Griswold, West Hast? ings, and half a dozen moro whom Rush did not know as weih He saw very little of Helen; she was monopolized first by one and then by tl>o other, so that he had no chance of seeing her alone. West Hastings was very devoted; and Uncle Lightfoot told him it was "deuced selfish" of him when he was going to cross over in the steamer with Helen, while tho rest of them were going no farther than tho gang plank; so Hastings retired from tho field with a smile which said as plainly as words could say it, "You see I could lia ve her all tho evening if 1 would, but I won't be too hard on tho rest of you." From Helen he turned with the easy grace of a society man to Bessie Archer, who, though she did not caro much for that style of man, found this particular speci? men rather amusing. This last evening at Helen's New York home was a very pleasant one, for Helen was a charming hostess. As it drew to a closo they had some music, and Helen insisted upon Rush singing a song. He refused so fiat ly at first as to appear almost rude, but Helen knew this to be embarrassment She wanted her guests to hear what a fine barytone voice he had; so she sat down at the piano and began playing the accompaniment of one of Rubinstein's songs. "You will not refuse mo the last re? quest I shall mako of you for months possibly tho last 1 shall ever make, for the ocean is very wide, end even tho largest ships are frail." Sho said this with a smile, but moro seriously than she intended, and Rush turned a shade paler at tho thought "1 never sang to a roomful of people, and I will not do so now; I will sing to you," "Thank you very much," said Helen, pretending not to notice tho meaning of his words. "1 thought you could not re? fuse me." And she begun playing tho accompaniment again. She played it beautifully, lier accompaniments were an inspiration lo a singer. Uush stood by the side of the piano where he could look at her anil not face the room, though ho did not turn iiis back to the guests. Ho had learned enough German to be able to sing the words in that language, and ho felt freer in singing a sentimental song in a foreign tongue. On the first two or three notes his voice trembled slightly, but the words and Helen's pres? ence warmed him, anti he sang as he had never sung before, giving every word its full meaning, and looking st might into her eyes as tile rieh tones poured from his lips. Ile sang as he felt, and ho threw such an intensity into some ot' the words that Uncle Lightfoot Myers, who knew a little German, looked at Aunt liebceca and winked, as though to say, "Another victim." When Rush finished singing every ono in tho ? oom except West Hastings came up and complimented him on his voice. "You never wing for me. Mr. Hurl? stone," said Bessie, rather reproachfully. "Why, Rush, old man. how you have im ??roved!" exclaimed Archie. "I re? member yon used to sin.; eui I go songs, but 1 never heard you sing them Ince ?hat." .'When; did you ?rot t!.!-; iVautifut j roice you have Lsvn lum:..; under a ! bushel, :m<l who-ls your teae'ier?" ::sk?fp j Mary Dick, laking his hand and shaking ? it enthusiastiealiy. "The voice, such as it is." said Rush, ?lightly embarrassed, "I suppose I came > oj naturally, but my knowledge of music lowe to the best of ?'teachers, for Miss ! I t t \ J Knowlton luis been kind enough to give ! ? ne most valuable instructions." "Nonsense.'" said Helen. "I heard him Hug a little song one night, and I saw that he i'uid a musical ear and a very ;\vept quality of voice; so I made him l^i?g his music around here, and gavo lira a few hints, which fell upon good oil, for they have borne fruit a hundred old." Rush s singing liad certainly made a sensation, and they would not let him off j until ho had sung another song, into ' which he threw even more passion than he did into tho first, for it was "Bid Me to Live." "If Dick Griswold had ever sung to me like that," remarked the vivacious Mary Dick to Uncle Lightfoot, "I wouldn't have kept him waiting so long for an '. answer as I did." West Hasting didn't enjoy this part of j the performance at all. and remarked to Bessio Archer, with an emphasis that j made her smilo in spite of herself, tliat j ho despised a singing man and thought German a beastly language. If he could not sing to Helen he was determined that slie should sing to him. and when she sat down at the piano again he put thc music, a pretty French love^song, on the rack, and stood immediately in front of her as she sang it Now, as ali singers like to have some one at whom they can look when singing, Hastings turned the pages and caught tho glances he coveted and was content. When tho evening broke up, as the pleasantest evenings will, Aunt Rebecca called Rush aside and said site wanted to say a few words to him after the other guests had gone. His heart beat high in expectation, for the thought crossed his mind, "Perhaps she has discovered that i adoro her niece, and is going to tell me that she will be my friend." Helen stayed in the drawing room after her guests had gono only long enough to thank Rush again for his songs and say th.it she should expect to seo him at the steamer. "So now addio," she said, giv? ing him her liand. Ho took it and raised, it reverentially to his lips. She thought nothing of this, for they were very good friends, and then sho had lived a good deal among foreigners. "Now, Mr. Hurlstone," said Aunt Re? becca, taking him by the arm and lead? ing him to the sofa, "I think I under? stand you pretty weil" (Rush blushed to thc roots of his hair), "and I feel that I can speak to you plainly, and noe waste tune in beating about tlie bush." "You can certainly depend on mo. Miss Sandford. I am proud to l>e your confidant," answered Rush, in a steady voice, though he thought it was going to tremble. "Well, then, to the point. I see that you aro fond of Helen" "1 a-" Rush was going to say, "I adore her," but Aunt Rebecca, who was thinking her own thoughts, went on as though he had not made an attempt to speak: "And I believe that her interests will be safe in your hands. You are the foreign editor of The Dawn, I believe," "I have that honor." "Well, then, if our agent sends you an occasi^al cablegram from London about Helen's success will you put ii in your paper? You know Tho Dawn is the most important paper to a public singer. What do you say?" "I shall 1)0 delighted," answered Rush, though his hopes had been suddenly dashed to the ground "Anything your agent sends mo about Miss Knowlton shall be double leaded and have a dis? play hoad" "Thank you very much. I shall not take advantage of your kindness, bat I am glad to have a friend at court-ono who will see that the truth gets into pi int. Pm sorry to havo kept you so long, but business is business, and I might not get so good a chance to? morrow, when everything will bo hurry and bustle. By the way, why can't you go down with us? There'll be plenty of roora in the carriage. Good ideal I'm 6ure Helen will be pleased You need not hesitate; you can make yourself use? ful as well as ornamental; so we si all expect you to be hero at half past 11 sharp. The steamer sails at L Good night; I'll seo you in the morning." ! Rush shook hands good night, and promised to bo punctual; and he was. The drive to the dock was not particu? larly gay. Helen felt homesick at leav? ing all lier friends and her beloved New York for a strange city and a strange people. When they arrived at the steamer, however, there were a number of friends to see them oil-tho guests of the night before, and some others who were strangers to Rush-and there waa a great deal of laughing, ami the usual amount of small talk and frolic that are part of such an occasion. Helen's state? room was lilied with Howers, and there was a brilliant horticultural display on ono of tho tahlee of the dining room Telegrams poured in upon her from every direction, and there was also quite a collection of letters from friends who could not get to tl>e steamer, but who wished to say l>on voyage. Tlio most gorgeous flowers she received Iwre West hastings' card. Rusli knew that he could not compete with her wealthy admirers, and that it would !>o foolish for him to m ike t!?e rit? ten? pt. so he had bought a curious ( *htr?ese vase covered with dolphins arni little fishes and filled it with growing forget me-nots. Helen was more pleased with this than with anything else she received: "for," said slie, "it will give me some? thing to take care of during the voyage, and every time I water it or break off the dead leaves I will think of you, and 1 will wonder how you are getting along in vour new position. You must write j and tell me all about it. I will not prom- j iso to answer your letters, but Aunt Re? becca will, and you will get a much m;*e entertaining letter from her than I could write." Ru^h fully realized that Helen was go? ing away. The active preparations for departure gave him the most melancholy feelings, which it required all leis man? hood io keep him from betraying. When j tho bell rang and the order "All ashore!" : ?vas shouted ho had serious thoughts of ?toying alioard and taking his cilancos, nit the impulse was only momentary. [Ie was the last of I telen'? friends to say jcod-by to her. and when ho t<x>k her Kind her eyes were filled with te^Ho. ; rears did not disfigure Helen's <w#s; on he contrary, they heightened their \ .harm. How he longed toj&ke her irv ii * arms ami kiss them a^?y! What ho lid do \v;?s to give her--hand a formai hake, and smile mechanically as he bade ter good-by. Then lie ran along the dock md ont to tho ""bow of a ship moored here, so th^fc he had the lase sight of her. nul wivnjm turn the last friend she saw a America. She threw him a rose as he passed and it fell in the water. In a uomer.t he had pulled ol? his coat and pi ung into the river, where lie picked i?> the flower ami waved it to Helen as 'ie steamer passed out of sight. Ile saw he frightened expression on l??r faco vhen he dived and he was repaid. A nan in a rowboat picked him up, the .rowd on the dock cheered, andho carried he rose homo in triumph. [TO BB C0N7HK2E& j ---.? ? - - -? WK CAN ASI) fcK> iinir.mtee AekerV Blood Elixir for ir h?s Won illy demonstrated lo the people of rhrs e?uie ry that it is suprior to all other preparations ;r blood disease*. It i? ti positive euro for" yphilitic poisoning. Ulcer*. Erup?wns and Tinples. ly purifies tlio wtndo. Cysten? and e.ro:j^!iK' bii'Ids tip tho' coWritutioo. ??old ; y \y&. W. UvWriac. 1 Tb? Professor Ww Too Stow. Assistant District Attorney Harry Mat xl ona tells a story about a fight for copy between a newspaper editor and a scientist Thc occasion was the last solar eclipse and tho office in which it occurred was under the management of Maurice M?nton. Tcle^rapic com? munication was established at various points, but returns came in slowly. A noted professor of astronomy had charge. The time for going to pres? was approaching, and from the sanc? tum in which the astronomer was in? stalled no copy was forthcoming. Fi? nally Mr. Minion came in and con? templated the professor, seated amid tomes of scientific data, hard at work on some abstruse calculation, "Any copy yet, professor ?-it's get? ting late." "My dear sir, I have not been able to justify this calculation** "Bu t, interru pied I ii nton, "we gio to press pretty soon and must have some copy." No answer. The professor was deep in his calculation. In fifteen minutes the editor bounced in again. There was no copy. Sev? eral unopened telegrams lay by the hand of the professor, who ?aad not yet "iustified" his calculation. Gradu? ally the paper was filled up save the space for the eclipse stuff. There wa? no more time to wait "Have you any copy, professor?* fairly yelled Minion. "My dear sir, really, F- Minion could stand no more. With a bound he seized the telegrams and as fastas1 thc envelopes dropped to tho noora reporter grabbed the contents and put them into shape. Justas the profes? sor awoke from his scientific reverie ho heard Minton yell, "send out that stud head for the eclipse." Before the scientist liad justified that astounding order there was ft steady roar downstairs and the paper' had gone to press. Some time after thc paper was on thc street the specta? cled professor laid & pile of scientific data ujx>n Hinton's desk. The editor bowed but tho copy didn't move. The professor s opportunity was lost-Nev/' York Graphic. That Was DuTercnt. Sometimes amusing mistakes are mado by actors in regard to their lefr tera. Horace Weston, the champion banjo pla ver of tho United States, is* food of killing an ancadoto in point. Mr. Weston is a colored gentleman o? distinguished manners and appear? ance. "When I was in England with Jar? ret and Palmer," Mr. Weston says, "I was constantly in receipt of letters* from women praising my performance and requesting interviews. I always* took these to Mr. Jarrett, who would advise me to pay no attention.to them and would throw them into tho waste basket "Ono day a strange looking letter' reached me, which I glanced at hasti? ly, saw that it was a request from ap lady and laid down again. Some days later I handed it over with a lot of others to Mr. Jarrett "Soon I was startled byan excla? mation from that gentleman. I looked up. His eyes seemed to be bulging' from his head. "'Where-where did yougetthbf he gasped, holding out the strange letter. "Oh, it*s only one of those blame fool mash letters,* I answered. " 'One of those blame fool mash let* tors?' cried Mr. Jarrett, in great excite? ment *For heaven's sak^manl it'e an invitation to appear before the queen Y _ "And so in fact it was. H. E. H. Victoria Regina, through her secre? tary, requested my presence at Wind* sor castle at a orfcain date. "Luckily the date was not thoo passed, and wo succeeded in patching: up the matter without any internar tional complications."-New York Herald. __ How Kentucky Mutton Is Raised. A few years ago a party of British noblemen escaped from their caffes and blew over here. It was, if the recollection is correct, when tho Duke of Sutherland was in America for the first time with Mrs. Blair. Anyway, when they got to Washington some kind heart steered them ap against Col. Dick Wintersmith, who did his* very best to entertain them, and brought out some of his oldest and rarest stories. Thc Englishmen warmed and did their best, and, as al i Englishmen dev came down to Southdown mutton. 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