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By IV: rs. Ylnry J. in olmcn, author of"1‘ompest and Sunshine,” " Ethelyn’s Mistake," " Forrest House," etc. “ I dare say she did pick berries for almost. every girl born in Merrivale does so at some periofi of hgr life”. . ‘ A 7“ Then she was born here, and you have seen her, and there is no mistake, and these peggle they ayeâ€"theypre my grandmother?” ‘ This wag the secofid timekéinette had put her questions in this form, and this time Mr. Berg§ford‘1aughed 110arti1y,_ as hp replied: “ Yes, theyEre your graflamother d'ecldedly; but, ” he added more quietly “it is strange your fathel never told you. " ' ' a “Not strange at all if you knew him,” Reinette said, resolved that no blame should attach to her father. “But tell me," she went on, “ tell me all about icâ€"the marriage, I mean, and who are the Fergusons ?â€"nice people, of course. or my mother would not have been one. Who are they, Mr. Bares- ford ‘3” ‘ “ Yes,” she said at last. “there are papers â€"many of themâ€"in. & tin box, and What; you For an instant Beinette looked 51f» him fix- :aflly, while the remembrance of her father’s «words came back to her: “ If letters come to me from abroad, or anywhere, burn them un- opened. Paaomise,Reinette." She proxmsed, and she would keep hear word, and. with the instincts of a. women who scents danger {{om atar. there flashed into her mind the thought that if there were let- ters no one must read, there might be papers «which noeye but here must see. She would flook them over first before intrusting them to the care of any one, and if there were a secret in her father’s past life, only she. his child, would know it. The lawyer could not‘ look that proud. high-bred girl in the face and tell her of Peggy Ferguson’s beer shop under the elms, of the Martins, prize-fighters of the town. or of the wonder and surprise when Fred Hether- ton made Margaret Ferguson his wife. But he dwelt upon the honesty and respectability of John Ferguson. and the great beauty of his daughter Margaret, WhCSC lovelmese had at- tracted the’heir of the Hethertons. She smiled up at him very brightly, while he bowed his acceptance, thinking to himself that he might sometimes find it hard to deal with this spoiled girl who warned him so pret- tily, and yet so determinedly, that she must have her way. “ I will serve you to the best of my ability,” he mid; “ and if I am to look after your in- tores’m: it is necessary that; I fully understand how much your father died possessed of. and where it is invested. I know, of course, about afiairs in this country, but he must have had money, and perhaps lands. abroad. Do you know? Did he have {my box where he kept his papers; and will you; Jet me have that box as soon as possible; not today, of course, but soon 7” "Mr. Beresford, you are keeping things from me and I will not bear it. If there is anything wrong about the Fergusous I wish to know it Not that I shall tum against them,” she said, with a flash in hei eyes which made her visitor wince. “They are mother’s people, and if they are thieves and robbers then I am a thief and robber, too. I see by your face that there is something- that you don‘t fancy these people of mine, but 1 tell you I do. If they are mine they are mine, and I won’t hear a word against them l" Reinette saw he was evading her questions, and with an impatient stamp of her little high-rimmed slipper, she said :. “Thank you, Mr. Beresford; that is all I care to ask {on now. You will, of course, con- tinue to loo after me as you did after papa until I am of age, and then I shall look after myself. Until then I wish you to see to every- thing, only stipulating that you let me have all the money I want. and I give you warning that I shall ask for a. great deal. I mean to make this place the loveliest spot in the world. You accept, of course? You will be my agent, or guardian, or Whatever you choose to call it, but you must let me do exactly as I please, or you will find me troublesome.” What a strange, contradictory creature she was, one moment insisting that he must tell her something, if there was anything to tell, and the next warning him that she would not listen to a. word. What could he do but stare wonderingly at. her, as, dropping the napkin into the bowl of water. she leaned hack in her chair and holding him with her bright eyes, said, imperiously: Reinette was growing tired, and as there was no necessity to prolong the interview long- at than was necessary for her pleasure, she gave 11 little wave of her hand toward the door. and said : ‘71 am' waiting; go Em ; father made a, me:- unique, I supppse.” No, Phil was not a Ferguson, and Mr. Beresford launched at once into praise of Phil, and the Roaaiters generally,dwelling at length upon the handsome house and ground at the Knoll, the high position they held in both éown and country, the accomplishments of the young ladies, Ethel and Grace, the sweet- ness and dignity of Mrs. Rossiter, and, lastly, Phil himself, the best-hearted, most popular fellow in the world, with the most exquisite taste in everything, as was shown in what he had done to make Hetherton Place attrac. five. “ And this young man, this Cousin Philip. will call on me soonâ€"today, I hope. I am an anxious to see him. It is so nice to have 1L Deal flesh and blood cousin, to whom I can talk more freely even than to you. Tellhim, please, how I want to see him," she said ; and againa pang like the cut of a kniie thril- led Mr. Beresford’s nerves, as he felt that his kingdom was slipping away. ' “No.1didn’t," she replied. “I thought nothing made a difference in America, if you behaved yourself. But go on. How poor were they ? Did they work? What did they do 1’” “Yéu; grandfather built; chimneys and laid cellar walls.” Reinctté drew a-quick, gasping breath, put the wet napkin again on her head without wriggingjt at all, an_d said i It was strange how Reinette’s whole atti- tude and expression changed as she listened. The Bossiters were more to her liking than the Fergusons. and she became as soft and gentle as a purring kitten. forgetting in her interest to wipe the drops of water from her face as the napkin made frequent journeys to Mm bowl and back. Mr. Beresford felt that he deserved a great deal of credit for thus extolling Phil, feeling. as he did, a horrible pang of jealousy when he saw the bright eager face flush, and the dark eyes light up with pleasure and expec- taucy. “Yes, that‘s about the {act of the case,” Mr. Beresford replied, feeling compelled to speak out. ”Your mother’s family did not stand as high socially as your father’s. They were poor. While Mr. Hetherton, your grand- father, was rich, and that makes a difference, you know.” The look in her eyes brought the answer progptly : “Well, that’s dirty, sticky, nasty work, but no disgraceâ€"people must have chimneys and cellar walls, and I’ve no doubt he built them well. What did she (loâ€"grandmother, I mean ? Was she a. bar-maid ? “My dear Miss Hetherton," 4 Mr. Beresford began, puzzled to know how to treat this ”capricious creature, “what can you mean ? I \do not despise them.” "Yes, you do,” she answered ; “I see it in your face. I. saw it there yesterday when they claimed Inc. But I won‘t have it ; they are mine. Who was that young 1mm with them ‘2 Why don’t you tell me about him, and not of (ham all the time .7 He is not a Ferguson, sure ,9" “She sold gingerbread and beer ; kept a kind of baskgr shop."‘ , “Yes,I seeâ€"I understand. They were un- fortunate enough to be born poor ; they did what they could to get their living ; but that is nothing against. them ; that’s no reason why you should despise them. They are mine, and I won’t have it, I say.” She had almost hit it, but not. quite, and Mr. Beresford rreplired : 7 QUEENIE HETHERTON. come again I will give them to you. Father had houses in Paris, and Avignon, too, I think. Pierre knows more of that than I do. Ask him anything you please. But hush! Isn’t that a carriage driving up to the door? It may be cousin Philip. 1 hope so. I’m quite sure of it ; and now go, please, and send Mrs. Jerry or Susan to me. I must do something with all this hair, or he’ll think me a. guy , ” and gathoiiug hel long, heavy hair 1n a mass she twisted in into a. large flat lcoil, which she fastened at the back of her head with a gold arrow taken from her morn- ing jacket. It was not very complimentary to MLBeres- ford to know that while she was Willing to re- ceive him endishabille, as if he had been a. block, the moment Phil came she was at once alive to all properties of her personal appear- ance. Nor was it very gratifying to be thus summarily dismissed to make way for another and that other the fascinating, good-for-noth- ing Phil whom every woman worshipped; but there was no help for it, and bidding good- morning to the little lady who was standing before the mirror with her back to him, fixing her hair, he went out into the hell to meetâ€" not Phil,but Grandma Ferguson and Anna, with the long scarf andwide‘awake hat. They had entered without ringing,and as Mr.Beres- ford opened the door ofthe library grandma caught ,e‘ight of Reinette, and entered, unan- nounced into her presence. “Of course not. Why should‘they? Aren’t they big bugs, Colonel Rossiter‘u daughters ‘1‘ Don’t they go to Seratoga, and Newport, and Florida, and the sea-side, and have a maid, and drive their carriage. and live in a big house? Such people pan never understand why girls like me‘feel as _Ido, Ethel and “ Reinette, you will know some time how I live, and so I’ll tell you myself, and let you judge whether my life is a happy one, You know of course that we are poor. I don‘t mean that we have not enough to eat and wear, and a roof to shelter us. but we work for our living, and that in republican Ameri- ca makes quite as much difi'trenee us it does in monarchical Europe. Father keeps a small grocery. and mother is a dressmaker, with a sign in her window, and, talk as you please of the nobility of labor, and that ‘a man’s a. man for a’ that,” the man must have money, and the women, too -; and there are lots of girls in town no better than i am, with not half as good an education. and if you’ll e};- cuse me for saying it, not half as good-lookâ€" ing, or half as stylish, who look down upon me because my mother makes their dresses, and I help, and sometimes carry them home, for I have done that ; but you don’t catch me new carrying parcels through the streets like a common drudge. I wouldn’t take one to the queen, You ask what I did when I first came from solmol, I’ll tell you. Mother was very busy, for there was n grand wedding in progress to which I was not hiddm, butI had to work on the dresses, and take some of , them home, and when I rang the front door“ bell at Sue Granger’s, I was told by an impu- dent house-maid to step round to the Slde door. as her lady had visitors in the parlor, , and it was no place to receive parcels. I tell ‘yo;:. I was mad, and pi’ve never carried a budget since, and never will .; and I shall be so glad if we ever get out of'the business, for, I hue it, and I em just as good as Sue} Granger, whose mother'they say once worked‘ in a cotton mill. Thank goodness I am not; as low as that. There’s good blood in my; veins, too, if I am poor. The Biees (mother’ was a Rice) are highly connected with some of the best families in the State. (:‘rovernor Rice is a distant relative of mine, and the Ferguson: are well enough.” H-ére Anna. paused tovtuke breath, and Rei- lwtte, who had lispfgned to her \vonderingly sa’id : “And do your cousins, Lupe; um} Grace shquyour opinionsim THESE PEOPLE. Wim a little start of surprise and disap- pointment, Reinette recognized her visitors, and for an instant her annoyance showed it- self upon her face, and then she recovered herself, and went fcrward to meet them wifll far more cordiality in her manner than she had evinced toward them the previous day. “Good-morning, Kennel; l” - grandma be- gun. “I meant to have come earlier, so as to have a. good long visit before 110011, for Isha‘nt stay to dinner to- day We a1e going to have g1een peas from my own gar,deu and they d spile if kept till to- mono“ Oh my sakes, how hot I am. ' ' and settling herself in the chair Reinetble had vacated,tl1e good Indy untied her bonnetâ€"strings, took off her purple gloves, and fanned herself rapidly With the huge palm-loaf she canied ; “Please open one of them blinds,” she continued ; “it’s darker than a pocket here. and I want to see Margzuu ct‘s girl by daylight." Reiuette complied “nth her request, and then for the first time Mrs. Ferguson noticed the bowl of water, and the dark rings about Reinette‘s eyes. “Why, what's the matter ‘1" she asked. “Got the headache ? Oh, I’m so sorry. You take it from your mother. She never could go nowhere, to camp-meetiu’, nor picnics, nor cattle-show, nor dances of any kind, with. out comin’ vomitin’ home with sick headache. ’Twas her bile that was out of kilter, though she was as (air as a lily, But you look bilioua. Better take some blue mass, or else sulphur and molasses, and drink horehound tea. That’ll cleanse your blood.” Beinotte had no particular object in asking so many questions ; she only wished to make talk, and £110 had no suspicion of the effect her words had upon Anna, who turned Qcarlet, and hesitated a moment, then thmk- ing to herself, “It don”: mower; I may as well spit it out,” she said ; As she listened, Reinette begun to grow rebellious again, or, as she afterwards con- fessed to Phil, her evil spirit took possession of her, and she could have screamed with disgust at what she knew was well meant, but what seemed to her the height of vulgar- ity. Sinking into a chair, with her back to the window, and her visitors in front where she could see them distinctly. she scanned them closely. Grandma in her “ sprigged muslin” and “lummy shawl,” with lavender ribbons in her helmet, which made her look redder and coarser than had the crepe worn on the previous day, and Anna, with her yellow plume and banged hair, sitting stifi and straight, with her hands folded on her lap. She had heard that this was the proper manner for a well-bredledy to assume when sitting, and was surprised to see Remette lean wearily back in her chair. and cross her little feet upon a. footstool, while one hand hung listlessly at her side, and the other supported her head. Mrs. Ferguson went out at once, and, left to themselves, the two girls began to talk. Reinette asking numberless questions by way of drawing, her cousin out and judging what she was. It did not take long for her to learn that Anna had been for three quarters to a young ladies’ seminary in Womester. after graduating at. the High School in Merri- vale ; that she had studied algebra, geometry, astronomy, chemistry, philosophy, physiology. botany, rhetoric, zoology, Enghsh literature, German and French ; she had dabbled a little in water colors, had taken lessons on the piano, and sometimes played the melodeon in Sunday school. ' “ She evidently cares nothing for us," Anna. thought, and she was beginning to feel angry and resentful, when Mrs. Jerry looked in, and seeing Mrs. Ferguson, ex- claimed: ' “Just the one I wanted. I’m making some curmnt jam, and wish you’d come to the kitchen a minute.” “Dear me," said Reinette, drawing a long breath, and changing the position of her fem;I “how learned you must be. I have never studied half those things. Iliate mathematics, and rhetoric, and geology, and literature, and you are posted in them all. But tell me, now you are through school, what do you do? How do you pass your time ? Merrivale is a small place; there cannot be much to occupy one outside. What do you do all day, when it rains, for instancelud you can’t go out? and when you first came from school, time must have hung heavily then ‘2“ CHAPTER XIII “ Hush, grandma! I will not hear my father blamed for anything. He may have acted hastily and foolishly .when he was Grace argue with me by the hour, and say I am just us good as they are and so I am, though the world don’ t think so Their mother, my AuntMary, used to close shoes for the shop when a girl, and sell gingerbread across the counter sometimes, just as your mother did. You know, perhaps, that Grandma Ferguson kepta. kind of baker’s shop.” “Yegx, I know, but I supposedâ€"I thought one’a n" spectability depended upon himself“â€" his conduct. I mean, rather than What he does for ulivingâ€"if the business is honest andrjpstifiuble." “ No. I did not know who my mother was {fiber never told me.” "L" "’1" 92.1.13 smart, just like him.” grandma interposed; bu; Danette stopped hel short and said: Reinette flushed to the roots of her hair as sherrreplied : “There’s where you are grandly mistaken,” said Anna. “One’s posilion depends upon how much money he has, or how many influential friends. Is my Aunt Mary any better than when she closed shoes and sold gingerbread? Of course not. She’s John Ferguson’s dauglh ter just the some ; but she's rich now. She is Mrs. Colonel Rossiter, and looked up to. and admired, and run after by the whole town, while me and I are just tolerated be- cause of our relationship to her. ‘Who is that stylish-looking girl ?’ [ heard 21 stranger say once to Sue Granger, who replied: ‘That’s Anna Ferguson ; her mother is a dressmaker,’ and that settled it. The strangerâ€"a stuck- up piece from Bostonâ€"wanted nothing of a girl whose mother made dresses for a living. Sometimes I get so mad I hate everything and everybody." It was a, digrect question and hurt Reinette cruelly. suffering 13.5 she WW bofih menyally and physically. The wet napkin was again applied to her throbbing temples, and then, in a. voice full of anguishand with something defiant in its tone, she said rapidly, like one who wishes to havea disagreeable task ended : " Reason ? No,"grzmdm11 returned. “ There was a. nice, big, best room hack of the shop, and if it was good enough for 1311111 Rossiter to be mauled 111,1111d for your father to spark yom 111011191 111,213 he did many a time, it was good efiough £01 him to be mmried in. But no; he was afeu1d,mabby,t11athe should have to notice some of us, who he thought no more 011 than so much dirt, and so he run 011 with her to New Yoxk and got married, and then stalted for Europe. and 1’ ve never seen her sence. But surely, Bennet, you must have known something about it, than ghAnny here, and Phil too -â€"thut s Miss hossiter‘ a sonâ€"Will have it that you neve1 heard of us till yester- day and so never knew w1,10 your mother was. Is that so -_?" Hero Anna. stopped a moment. and Kai none, to whom she had twice spoken of her style and good looks, scanned her very closely from her hend to her feet, deciding, mentally, that in spite of her banged hair and flashy dress she was good-looking, and had about her a certain style which strangers would naturally remark, even though it. was rather fast than refined. But she was not a lady, either by nature or education, and Reinette, who, in some things, was far-seeing for her years. saw readily the difficulty undcr which her cousin labored. She was “ Turned out of doors ! For what, and by whom ‘1" Reinette asked, in astonishment, and grandma replied : not naturally refined, but, on the contrary, vulgar and suspicious, and jealous of those “110 occupied a position above her, and while she took pains with her person, and affected a. certain haughtiness of manner, herlanguage was decidedly second-class. and frequently interlaid with slang and harsh denunciations of ‘the very people whose favor she wished to gain, , “ It’s nothing," she said, faintly, “‘ only the pain which was gone has come- back again. What you told me was so dreadfulâ€"my mother mn ofi' with my father I What for ‘3 Why ‘2 Were they not married at home? Was there any reason ‘2” V While Reinctte was thinking all this Anna began again : w '3 Turned out by your Granther Hetherton, because I came ever to tell him his son Fred had run off with yQ‘ur mother. Why. Rennet, child, what’s the matter? Xou we white as a sheet,” she continued, as with a long gasp for breath Bejnetto clasped both hands to her forehead and leaned helpleasly back in her chair. “If mother would Bellow: and take that odious Sign from our front; window, we can live without dressmaking, but I’ve given it‘ up, She had a chance a few weeks ago. A French woman from Martha’sVineyard wrote, asking her terms, which she put so high that Miss La Rue declined, and so that fell through." “ I didn t mean to be gone more‘ 11 a min- it,” she ,said “but Mrs. Jerry offered to show me 1111 over the house, and I kinda wanted to see 11,, as if, a my [ust chance. The last. and I 1:11:15 say the ’only 111119 I was ever here, I was turned out 0’ docr aiore I could look about: me.” “ I shall take steps at once to ascertain if this Mrs. La fine you speak of is my Margery, and if she is, and it is merely a. matter of money which keeps her from accepting your mother's offer, I think I can make two peo- ple happy ; you first, if taking that sign from your window will do it, and myself, by bring- ing her here where I can see her every day, if I Wish to.” Before Anna. could reply, Grandma guson came in, puffing with exercise, apolggigiug for her lopg absence. “What did you call the woman-wMiss who ‘2” Reinezte asked. rousing up suddenly from her reclining posture and looking ear; nestly at Anna. who replied : Yes‘ she was my friendâ€"the demest I ever hadâ€"and the only one I may say. except papa; and she .18 beautiful too; she has the lovliest face I over sawâ€"sweet and spirituelle as one of Murillo? Madonnas, wigh lustrous blue eyes and sunny hair, Wh , Anna.” she added, as if impregsed wilh a sudden idea, “her hair is just the color of yours, and she has your complexion, too." “Miss La Rueâ€"Margery La Rue, from Martha‘s Vineyard. She has done some work, I believe, for my cousins, who think highly of her, and suggested her buying out ma’s business. Why, how ex- cited you seem! Do you know her?” she asked, as Reinette sprang up quickly. her cheeks flushing, her eyes sparkling, and her whole appearance inflicative of pleasurable surprise. “Margaret La Rue,” she repeated. “The name is the name, and she’s French, too,you say, but it cannot be my Margery, for the last I heard from her she was in Nice, and talked of going to Rome, but it is singular that there should be two dressmakers of the same name \Vhat do you know of. he: I Is she old or young. 9” “I knew nothing except the name,” Anna replied. astonished at her cousin’s interest in and evident; liking for a mere iressmaker. “Is your Miss La Rue young, and was she your friend?” she asked, and Reinette reâ€" plied ; Anna colored, pleased with the compliment to her complexion and her hair. the latter of which she afiected to dislike, although it was the then fashionable color. “Maybe She has some Ferguson blood in her." she said, laughingly. "As Phil says. we all have skim-milk faces, and tow or yellow hair, but how came you so intimate with Miss La Rue; and she only a dressmnker?” -“ It is too long a stmy to tell you now,” Reinatte leplicd. .‘fl’ve known hel since I was a. child. I naver thought anything about her being a dxessmaimr. She is educated and1ef'1ned, and good, and true, with not 21 smgla low1nst1nctmhe1 nature and that, I think, is what constitutes a lady rather than money or What one does for a living.” Anna smugged her shouldem incredulous- 152111 her' gwn estimation she was re- fined and educated, and yet she was not re- cognized asa Indy by those to whose noticp she aspired; but she made no reply and Rain- ette continued: Fer- and “Poor little Reinette, I am sorry for for I know how you have suffered ; and have the headache, too, grandmother Phil did not quite know whether he felt complimented or not to be thus likened to her father, but to say that he was taken aback faintly portrays his state of mind at the novel position in which he found himself. Although warni~hearted and affectionate he was not naturally very demonstrative, or if he were, that part of his nature had never been called into action except by his grandmother. His sisters were very fond and ' proud of him, but they never caressed or petted him as some only brothers are petted. and only kissed him when parting with him or after a long absence. As to the other girls of his acquaintance, his lips had never touched theirs since the days of his boyhood when he played the old-time games in the‘schoolâ€"house on the common, nor had he held a‘girl’s hand in his except in 1the dance, and when assisting her to the ear- riage or 'her herse ; and here was this stranger, this French girl, whom till yester- day he had never seen, sobbing ‘ in his arms, with his hands clasped in' hers as‘her face bent over them so that he could feel the touch of her burning cheek. and the great tears as they wet his impfiSOned fingers. And with that queer perversity of man‘s nature Phil liked it, and drew her closer to him, and felt his own eyes moisten, and his voice tremble as he said gently and pityingly, as women are wont to speak : young, but he was the, dearest and best of fathers to me‘ He did not talk much ever, and never of his private affairs ; and since I know‘thatâ€" thatâ€"he ran away with my mother, I am not surprised that he did not tell me who she was or anything about her early life. He knew it would pain me and so he let me think her an English woman. as I always didâ€"â€"” “ Yes, but. when you started for America. a body’d s'pose he would have to see us then and know," grandma said, and Reinette rc- plied : “ Yes, and he meant to tell me when we reached New York. He had a habit of put- ting off things and he put that off, and when he was dying on the ship he tried to tell me so hard. I know now what he meant when he said: ‘When it comes to you forgive me and love me just the same ;’ and I doâ€"I will â€"and I’ll stand by father through every- thing ;” and Reinette’s eyes, where the great tears were standing, fairly blazed as she de- fended her dead father ; and grandma cried, too, a little, but her animosity toward the Hethertons was so great and this silence of her son-in-law seemed so like a fresh insult, that she was ready to fire up in an instant, and when Reinette said to her, “It’s very painful for me to hear it, and still I wish you to tell me all I ought to know of mother and father both. Why did you say they ran away ‘2” she began as far back as the first time her daughter Margaret handed Fred “Hetherton a glass of beer across the counter, and in her own peculiar way told the story of the courtship and marriage, ending with a graphic description of her callon Gen. Hether- ton, who turned her from hishouse, and bade her never enter it again. - ‘th, Philip, 9h, cgusin I m so glqd you have come at last -” she said ‘fWhy didn t you come sooner. come first of all. beforeâ€" thoseâ€"before myâ€" . 011,1 am 59 glad to lee you_a.nd find you lust like _my father!” ” And I never have till‘to-day,” she said. “when I wouldn’t wonder if he’d stir in his coffin if he know I was here, seein’ he felt so much above me. If I’d been 21 man, Ib’lieve I’d horsewhipped him, for there’s fight in my make-up. My two brothers, Jim and Will Martin, were the prize-fighters of the town, and could lick any two men single- hzmded. They are dead now, both on ’emâ€" died in the war, fightin’ for than country, and I s’pose it’s better so than if they’d lived to do wus.” REINE’I’TE AND PHIL. He was gotten up after the most approved manner of a young man oielegant leisure and taste. From his short, cutaway coat to the tip of his boots everything was faultless, and his fair, handsome face impressed you with the idea that he was fresh from a perfumed bath, as,"\vith his soft but under his arm, he stood leaning on the mantel and looking curiously about the room. She, in pink and white dishabille, a good deal tumbled and mussed, her hair just ready to fall down her back, her cheeks flushed and her eyelids swollen and red, showed plainly the wear and tear of the hunter? days. And still there was a great eagerness in her face, and her eyes were yery bright as she stood an instant on the threshold looking intently at Phil, as if deciding what manner of man' he was. That something in the expression of his fade which won all hearts to trust him won her as well, and when he stepped forward to meet her, holding out his hand, she went swiftly to him, and laying her head upon his bosom as naturally as if he had been her brother, sobbed like a child. 1 “ Yes, oh, yes.” Reiuette said faintly, neither knowing what she said or what she meant,kuowing only that every nerve was quivering with excnement and pain, and that she felt half wand and stunned with all she heard of the father and mot-her she had held so high. Nothing had been omitted, and she knew all about the beer and the gingerbread her grandmother sold, the shoes her mother closed, the berries she had picked to help to buy the blue chintz gownâ€" tho pride of the Hethertons, and the inexcus- able silence of her father with regard to her mother’s death and her own exist- ence. There was nothing more to tell and Reinette could nothave heard it if there had been. Proud and high-spirited as she was, she felt completely crushed and humiliated, and as if she could neverface the world again. And yet in what she had heard there was nothing derogatory to her mother‘s character, or her father‘s either for that matter. Only it was so different from what she had believed. By and by. when she could reason more calmly she would feel difl‘erently and see it from a. different standpoint, but now she felt as if she should scream outright if her visitors staid another minute, and she was glad when reminded by the twelve o‘clock whistle of her green peas cooking at home, grandma rose to go. She had had no intention of wounding Reinette, but she had no sensitiveness her- self, no delicacy of feeling, no refinement, and could not understand how crushed, degraded, heart-broken Reinette felt as she fled up the stairs to go to her own room, and throwing herself upon the bed sobbed and moaned in a paroxysm of grief and despair. “ And these people are mine,” she said; “ they belong to me, who was once so proud of my blood. Prize fighters, and brewers, and bakers, and mercy knows what. in place of the dukes and duch- eases I had pictured to myself 1 Why did father bring me here, when he lmd kept the knowledge of them from me so long, or at least why did he not tell me of them. It is dreadful, dreadful, and I hope I may never see one of them again.” Gathering it up in masses at the back of her head and letting a few tresses {all upon her neck she wrapped her pink aacque a little more closely around her, and went hurriedly down to the library where Phil was wining for her. Just then her ear caught. the sound of horse’s feet galloping into the yard, and start- ing up from her crouching position among the pillows end pushing beclé‘lier heavy hair from her forehead Reinette listened intently, feeling intuitively that she knew who the rider was, and experiencing a thrill of joy when, a few moments later, Pierre brought her a card with the name of "Phil Roseiter” engraved upon it. Taking the bit of paste- board in her hand she examined it critically, and pronouncing it aufait in every respect. announced her intention of going down to meet her cousin. " But, mudemoiselle, your dress.your hair ; mogsipur is a gentleman,” Pierre said ; but Reiuette cared no;hi'ng for her dress thenâ€"- noxhing for her hair, which had again fallen over her shoulders. ' ’ QI’lAI’TEB XIV- you told you “No," 'Phil answexed, reluctantly; then. thinking she would rather hear the truth “ What {"7 and Reinette looked up quickly. “Aren’t we own cousins, and isn't your mo$1_1_er 313197“ aunt ‘3”7 ”Not at 1111, ” said Phil. “ Uncle Tomâ€"â€" that‘sher fatherâ€"is a good, honest hard- working man odd as Dick’s hat band, and 139111ethmg qt 1;. codger, who wean; le’ather Strings in his shoes, and never gays 1118 3qu 131118 own In the pregehce of his W116 and daughter 15111. he'1s perfecfoly JQspebtahle, though he doesn‘t go to church much on Sun- days. and always calls my mather, ‘Miss Ros- siter,’ though she’s his half-sister." “I am ashamed of myself,” she said, “and I am going to reformâ€"going to cultivate the Fergusons, though I don t believe I can ever do much with An11a..What ails he1 Phil to be so bitter against everybody ? Are they so very poor. 9." There was perfect harmony between them now, and for an hour or more they talked to- gether. and Reinette told Phil everything she could think of with regard to her past life, and asked him numberless questions con- cerning his own family and the Fergusons generally. And so they made it up, these cousins who had quarreled on tho occasion gt their first interview ; and I‘h'l'pieked' 111'; the bits of broken china and t e napkin. ‘and wiped up the water with his handkerchief, and told her he could cure her headache by rubbing, just as he often cured his mother’s. And Queenie, as he called her,'grew as soft and gentle as a kitten, nd, leaning her head upon the back 9 here 'aii‘, submitted to the rubbing and manipulations gf her forehead until the pain actually ceased, for there was a wonderful mesmexio power in Phil's hands, and he threw his whole soul into the task. and worked like aprofeasional, talking learnedly of negative and positive conditions, and feeling sorry when his cousin decided the pain gone, and asked him to throw open the blinds and let in the light, and then sit down Where she could look at him. , “Queenie, then, it isâ€"for by Jove, I do love you; and you must call me Phil, if you love me, and so we seal the compact,” the young man said. touching again the sweet, girlish lips. which this time kissed him back with- out the least hesitancy or token of conscious- ness. “Then don’t call me Beine‘te,” she said. "Father always called me Queenie and so did Margery. and they are the only people I ever loved, or who ever loved me. Oallme Queenie, if you love me. Philip.” “Everything I am sure, or if there is any- thing more I never wish to hear it. I know about the chimneys and the cellar walls, the gingerbread and the beer, and closing shoes, though what. that is I can’t even guess, and the runaway match worse than all the rest un- less it be those dreadful men who fought. each other like beasts. What were their names? 1 cannot remember.” “ You surprise me, Reinette. by taking so strange a View of the matter. (Jan you not understand that in America. where we boast of our democracy, there is no such commodity as blood, or it there is, it is so diluted and mixed that the original element is hard to find. It does not matter so much who you are, or who your parents were, as it does what you are yourself.” " ‘Iionor and shame from no condition rise, ‘. u well your part, there all tho honor lies.’ “ That used to be written for me in my copy-book at school, and I puzzled my brain over it to know what he meant, understand- ing at last that it was another version of that part of the church catechism which tells us vto do our duty in that state of- life to which God has called us.” “Pléase forgive me, Beinette," he said. “and let us be friends, for I assure you I like you.” me. She was here this morning. she and Anna. 1 hope you liked her, Beiuette. She is the kindest-hearted woman in the world.” “Yes.” came faintly from the neighborhood of his hands, Where Reinette’s face was hid- den for a brief instant longer ; then, freeing herself from him and stepping backward, she looked at him fixedly, until all the tears and grief left her eyes, which twinkled mischiev- ously as she burst into a merry laugh, and said: “No, I’ll be honest with you, Philip, and let you know just how bad and wicked I am. I didn’t like her ! Oh, I know you are horrified and hate me, and think me awful," she continued, as she sank into an easy-chair, and plunging the napkin into the bowl of water still standing there spread it upon her head. “But you can’t understand how sudden it all is to me, who never knew I had a. rela- tive in America, unless it were some distant one on father’s side, and who, had I been told that I was first cousin to Queen Victoria, would not have been surprised. but rather have thought her majesty honored bythe con- nection, so proud was I of my fancied blood. And to be told all theseâ€"” “What have you been told ?" Phil asked and glue replied; “ You mean Uncle Tim and Uncle Will Martin,” Phil said, calling the men uncle for the first time in his life. although there was not a drop of their blood in his veins. ” You mean Uncle Tim and Uncle Will. grandmother’s brothers ;, they were only great. uncles, and had the good taste to get killed in the war. They can’t hurt you.” “ I know that, but something hurts me cm- elly,” Reinette replied, clenching her hands together. “ And you don’t know how much I hate it allâ€"hate everybodyâ€"and want to fight and tear somebody’s hair; that would .relieve me, but it would not rid me of these dreadful peoplg.” ” I never shall,” Reinette replied, f‘never can get used to these people, You know I don’t mean you. for you are not like them, although I do think it very mean in you to stand there lecturing me so, when I wanted you to come to me so badly. and thought you would comfort me and smooth the trouble away, and instead of that you’ve done noth- ing but scold me ever since you’ve been here, and nobody ever dared do that before but father. and you know how awfully my head is aching. and you’ve made in ten times worse. I’m disappointed in you, Philip Rossiter ; yes, I am; and I meant to like you so much. But you don’t like me, I see it in your lace, and you are a Ferguson, too, and I hate youâ€"there l" As she talked Reinette half rose from her chair, and in her excitement upset the bowl of water, which ’went splashing over the floor. Then, sinking beek into her seat, she began to cry piteously as Phil had never heard a girl ery before. Crossing swiftly to her side he knelt down before her, and taking hertlushed, tear-stained face between both his hands, kissed her upon her forehead and lips, while he tried to comfort her. assuring her that he was not scolding her, he was only defending his friends, thathe was sorry for her, andfidid like her, and begging to know what he could do to prove it." But tug-would not tell her so, or hint that he was not as much a Martin as herself. She looked- like a little fury as she beat her hands in the air, 'and forgetting than they were strangers} Phil saidrto her: ” I meant that you should look on the brighter side and not hate us all because we chance to be your relatives, and not rebel so hotly and want to fight and tear somebody’s hair because, instead of being the grand- daughter ofâ€"of a Ferguson,” “ Yes, 1 know all that ; grandma, is pecu- liar and old-fashioned, but she does not hurt. you, as Reinette Hotherton, one whit. She never had a. chance to learn ; circumstances have been against her. She had to work all her early life, and she did it well, and is one of the kindest old ladies in the world, and some day you will appreciate her and think yourself fortunate to have so good 9. grand- mother, and you’ll get used to us all.” “I’m sure I don’ t know what you mean by talking poetry and catechism to me,” Rein- etta gaid, tardy. and Phil replied: â€" Phil smiled a. little. for the purple gloves, into which grandma. Ferguson persisted in sqeezing her coarse red hands, shocked his fastidious taste sorely, but he was bent upon defending her, and he replied : “ Who calls me Rennet, and talks such dreadful grammar, and wears purple gloves ?" interrrupted Reinette, with a. half-laugh in her eyes, where the great tears was shining. In Illinozs the returns show that the sup- ply of hogs will probably not exceed that Of last year, though in most sections the re- turns indicate a good crop, Thereis consider able old corn in the hands of farmers in this State. In lows. the reports indicate that the crop of hogs will be larger than that of last year, and the Assessors’ returns confirm them, by showing an increase of about 5 per cent. In Missouri the returns are meagre, and exclusively from counties in the northern part of the State, and indicate that the crop will barely be an average one. The returns from Nebraska are more encouraging, and show that in the greater portion and the ,more densely populated part of the State the ‘supply of hogs will be good, with plenty of feed. In Kansas the lookout is . about as favorable as that of Nebraska. The increasing demand of the pscly ers at Kansas City and Atchison has estab- lished a regular market for hogs in that section, and farmers are more inclined to raise them and take advantage of a. home market. In Minnesota the business of rais- ing hogs is confined mainly to the southern and south-eastern counties, where the matur: ing of wheat has been Somewhat uncertain within the past three or four years, which has encouraged farmers to give com a little more attention, and consequently an increased hog crop followS.‘ The ‘returns from this State may he regarded as favorable, the poor out ook coming from that section of the State where few hogs are raised. In Wiscon- sin the reports are about'the same as reported from Minnesota, though the crop is a larger one in the aggregate. The supply in that State has been drawn upon quite heavily to meet the wants of packers during the summer months, and the probabilities are that the The Chiuago, Daily Commercial Bulletin publishes a summary of advices receiveu from 251 counties in the Northwest relative to the hog sqpply fux wintgm packing, the substance of which 1s :19 follows 1â€" Ellen of Ourny’u Dearthâ€"Au Audience with the Axent~0llrnym Successor. VVASHINGTON. Sept. 3.â€"Col. Meacham, one of the Ute Commissioners. in a letter dated Los Pines, Aug. 26.. states: When the In. disn courier brought the news of Ouray’s death this morning, Indians were seen run- ning from camp to campbearing the sad story. About noon one of the most ambitious oan- didates for high honors came to the Agency and did not hesitate to announce his candi- dacy, nor to say “ Ouray dead, that is all right. Some time all good men die.” A few minutes later seven other prominent men arrived and demanded a “ talk" with Agent Berry. The Agent invited them to his room and talk was begun by Peace Man Indian asking the Agent if he would be their friend and stand between them and the white men as Ouray had done. This question tells the whole story, and indicates the condition of matters here. It shows clearly that the Utes have no intention of going to war. Upon Major Berry’s giving assurance that he would protect them with all the power of the Government, if necessary, the Indians were evidently relieved from apprehension. Then they spoke of Oursy’s widow in terms that ‘ would have melted the heardest heart, one of Ithem saying, “.Peor Chip-Pe‘Ts, who will take care of her now ‘2 ” The agent, deeply 1moved by this appeal. replied. " The Governv ment will take care of Chip-Pe-Ts as long as she lives. Oumy’s widow shall never come to want." For a few minutes every eye in the room was filled with tears. “ Who will be our chief? " asked a warrior who was him- self a candidate. It was a moment of time thatoomos but once; an opportune moment for action ; a moment to seal the fate of the people forever. But the right man was in the right place. Had Major Berry faltered or evaded the great question, no prophet can foretell what might have transpired in the Rocky Mountains in the next ninety days. Without hesitation the agent replied, “ You have but one man that is able to receive the position of Ouray, and that man is Sahovov- nari." The head of the ambitious young chief bent forward. His hopes were nipped. The work was done, and wevwill all sleep soundly tho-night. There are rumors that a dark horse is coming up from the Southern Ute Agency, but he is too late. " I ' - Phil could not tell. He had intended going at once. but since coming to Hetherton Place he had changed his mind,for there was some- thing in this wilful, capricious, sparkling girl which attracted him more than all the gaieties of the Sea. View House, and he said it was uncertain when he should go the Vineyard â€" probably not for two weeks or more. One taste of those lips had intoxicated him as wine intoxicates the di'unkard; but there was a womanly dignity now in Reinettc’s manner which kept him at a distance, while she went on to tell him of her good inten- tions. She was going to cultivate the Pet- gusons, especially her grandmother, and she should commence by calling there that very afternoon. but Phil must go with her. She would order an early dinner, at halirpnst four, to which Phil should stay, and then they would take a gallop together into town. [To BE CONTINUED.] " Oh, I'm sofiorry," Beinotte said,frankly, “for I do want to know about Margery ; but then,” she added, with equal frankness, “it’s real nice to have you here, where I can see you every day. We must be great, friends, Phil, and you must like me in all my moods; like me when I want; to tear your eyes out just the same as when I would tear mine out to serve you ; like me as well asyou do Anna, whom you have known always. Will you promise, Phil?” "Oh.no,she is genuine French of the blonde type. She was born in Paris. and I’ve been in the very 100m I‘ve known her since we were little girls at school 0g other It was a private English school, where I was a board- er, and she a day scholar at half rate,because they were poor. I never saw Mrs La Rue but once or twice, and she impressed me dis- agreeably as quite a common woman, and not at all like Margery. She had been a hair- dlesser at one time, I think. OhI if this Miss La Rue should prove to be my friend ‘2 When will you see her ? When are you going to the Vineyard ‘2” ” Yes," was his reply, as he took in his the little hand she offered him. feeling strongly tempted to touch again the red, girlish lips. which pouted so prettily as she loeked up at him. from him than from any one else, he told her of his grandfather’s two wives, one of whom was hisigranrdmother and 01137 hers, “ But I feel sometimes as if I could; that must be the Martin of one." Reinette sand. laughinglyuand then she spoke of Anna again, who Phil said was too sensitive. and jealous, and ready to suspect a slight where none was intended. “ 011, if it only were my Margery. I should be so happy. You don’t know how I love her ; she is so sweet. and good,and beautilul, with such lovely blue eyes, and hair, and complexion. Why, Phil, as I live, there is 31001: in your eyes like hers, and Anna reminded me of her, too. Funny, isn’t 1t .9” “ Maybe she’s a. Ferguson, or a Martin,” Philigaid, apd‘his cousinirephf-d : This allusion to dressmaking reminded Reinette of what Anna had said with regard to the Miss La Rue who had proposed buying her mother’s business, and she questioned Phil of her, but he knew nothing, and Rein- ette continued : “And so the Martins and the prize-fighters me not one bit yours; they are all mine.’ Reinette said, the 1101; team rushing to her eyes again “ Nonsense, Queenie; that doesn't matter a bit. Remember what I told you ; blood does not count in this country. Nobody will think less of you because of those fighters, or fancy you want to knock him down.” “ But once give her a chance." he added, “and she'd ride over everybody’s head. and snub working people worse than she thinks she is snubbed because her mother makes dresses.” Illa. A'I‘Ed Hoe} 030?. THE UTE INDIANS. Afiei’ali, the most natural beauty in the world is honesty and moral trutlm’or all truth is beauty. True features make the beauty of the face. and true proportions the beauty of architecture, as true measures that of har- mony and music.â€"â€"Shaftesbury. Truth can hardly be expected to adapt her- self to the crooked policy and wily sinuoaity of worldly aflairs, for truth. like light, travels only in straight: lines.â€"â€"Colton. Gefiéral abstract. truth is the mosz précious of allblessings; without it a man is blind; it is the eye 05‘ reason.â€"â€"Rousseau. Tiuth will he uppermost om; time or other like cork, though kept down in the water.â€" Si1:“\V.-’l‘emp_le. He that finds truth without loving her is like a but. which though it have eyes to dis- cern that there is, a sun, yet hath so evil eyes, that it cannot delight in the sumâ€"Sir l’hilig Sidney. One of the sublimest things, in the world in; plain truth.â€"- Bulwor. Truth Whether in or out chifrfasrlirigg, is time, measure of knowledge, and the business of the unfiersyanding.â€" Locke. He then put the, motion, voted on it himself declared it carried‘ and, to give no opportu- nity for an appeal from the. chair, at once led the way to the restaurant. There he intro- duced himself to his intended auditors. and spent several hours in their company, richly compensating them for their disuppomtment in the matter of the lecture by the wit and hu- mor of the stories and anecdotes without num- ber that he tcld. And that is how Artemus Ward lectured in Pottsville. _ Truth is thg fofiniifition of all knowledge, and the oefngpt of_ all society. f Qassnubon. “IV move that we do nut have any lecture here this evening, and I propose instead that we adjourn to the restaurant beneath and huge argoad time.” “Please come .p closer and be sociable; I want to speak to you about a little matter I haze thought of. ” Having iacceeded in getting his audience to move up near to the stage,the humorist said: He found waiting for him only five men, who had defied the storm. Advancing to the front of the stage, and beakoning with the finger as if to a single individual, Altemus said, in an ordinary conversational tone : “Come up closer.” Not knowing precisely what to do, the audience of five oomprom. ised with their embanrasamané by doing nothn ing. Arteinus changed his tone to that used hy one who winh‘es to coax, and said : flow Arlemnn “’nrd Leann-Al to a Small Pollnvllle Audience. (From the Cleveland Plain Dealer) There are yet living in Pottsville, Pm, neveml gentlemen who never hear the name 0‘ Artemus Ward without a smiling recollec- tion of 9. pleasant night spent with that droll genius. In the winter of one of the earlier years of the war Artemus Ward was adver- tised to deliver his famous lecture on the Mormons in the Town Hall at Pottsville. Much curiosity was excited by the announce- ment of his coming, and there was every rea- son to expect that the hell would be crowded on the evening of the lecture. But one of the fiercest snowstorms that ever visited the town raged without intermiseion all day, and the night was wildly stormy when the lee- turer was driven to the hall. Speeches of a complimentary and con- gratulatory character were delivered by Mr. George Hay, President of the High School Board, Revs. D. M. Gordon. Pollard, Wood, Cameron and Hooker. and also by Mr. Rieley. Inspector of Separate Schools. Principal Thorburn of the Collegiate Institute, J. Roch- ester, M. l’., P. Baskerville, M. P. I’.. Geo. May, and W. H. Waller. After the inspection, Dr. Hodgins, referring to the discussion respecting “cramming" pupils which had taken place at the Canada Medical Association Convention. mentioned that the evil complained of had been con- sidered in connection with the establishment of this school, and he believed that a plan had been adopted which would be satisfac- tory, if not to the children, at least to all reasonable parents. The evils of cramming would be reduced to a minimum. Some pupils took an interest in particular subjects, such as mechanics. natural history, botany, etc., which were different from those ordinarily obtained in the school. For this eason they frequently found boys uncon- sciously neglecting and giving less attention to ordinary lessons than they would other- wise do. He thought that the best system to be adopted was one which prevailed in other countries. He referred to the practice of devoting a portion of the afternoon to the customary exercises of the school, and he thought that the difficulties arising from home cramming might be obviated by the teachers devoting a few minutes before dismissal each afternoon to explaining the next day’s lesson, and in- structing the pupils how to proceed to learn it. those present were Messrs. Currier and Roch- ester, M..’P s, P. Baskerville, M...,PP Prin- cipal MacCabe, of the Normal School, Dr. Sweetluud, Revs. H. Pollard, A. A. Cameron, W... .4... u, Am A... AuxluLu, n. u. unwcluu , W? F. Farries L. R. Hooker. D. M. Gordon, J. Wood, Mr. Wallel, County Registrar, and others. Dr. Hodgins in opening the proceedings gave a. few explanations respecting the mode of Raining t9 be udpptegi in the school. ' Dr. llodglnu Open. the New School at (lllnwn. OTTAWA, Sept. 3.â€"â€"The Provincial Model School at Ottawa in connection with the Not- mal School was formally declared open this afternoon by Dr. Hodgins, the Deputy Miui3< ter of Education. ’A “'omnu Murdered nun! Ihe Body Burned lo Conceal Illa Crime. HALIFAX, September 2.â€"A horrible murder has just come to light near Annapolis. About six o’clock yesterday morning some teamsters en the Liverpool road, some miles from An- napolis, were passed by a young man and young women in a single wagon, going in the direction of the Barrens, outside of the town. The teamsters an hour or so later stopped to rest the oxen and breakfast, .when the wagon passed them returning, but the man was alone. and as he came near drove faster, averted his face, and pulled his but over his eyes, evidently not desiring to be known. The men wondered what had become of the woman, as there is only one small house on the road within several miles, ‘but did not learn till the evening, when they found that the same man had been seen by .two men named Munro, who lived on the ‘ Liverpool road, near the Barrens. to get into the wagon on the road at the Barrens and ldrive off about 7 a. m Immediately after they saw a fire on the Barrens close by where they wagon had been, and a closer examination showed that the woman’s body was burned in a pile of dried bushes. Munro obtained assis- tance and extinguished the fire and removed the body, which turned out to be that of the young woman. The members were charred and nearly burned off, but the face was still easily recognizable, but that of a stranger to all in that district. The sheliff and constables got on the track of the young man, seen by teamsters driving with the woman, who turned out to be John Hill, of Davenport, Hunts County. He was arrested this afternoon on the train at St. Lawrencetown, Annapolis County. A photograph of the murdered wo- mam was found in his pocket, among several others. He answered no questions referring to the woman. hogvrsisiug sections of that State will not fur- nish more than the usual number of hogs during the winter months. In the Territories few hogs are raised and there exclusively to supply home wants. The reports generally show the hogs to be in an unusually healthy conditionâ€"very little cholera. llUJlUB 0N ’l‘llE PIA" FORM. NE‘V XVIIIDEI. MUEIOOL HORRIBLE TRAGEDY TRUTH.