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He went back then to the Court, and con- scienlicusly devoted himseli to the task of amusing Lady de Walden and her son. It was a. talk ihat should not have been diffi- cult, for the house was old, filled with curi- ous legendary treasures, with histcric tapes tries, and ancestral portraits; and Frank, who was a thorough master of his subject, had very pretty natural gifts as a. raconteur. But sometow he felt himselfa. failure to- day. Anita made a. gallant effort to seem interested in all he 101d her ; but her nerves had been overwrought, and she was sufler- ing from a terrible depression now. She felt a stranger among strangersI as she wandered through the great gloomy gal- leries,1iste ning abstractedly to an unfamiliar tongue. They were all friends and kin to her companion, th( as dead and gone De VVal- dens who lined the walls in rufl‘ and ftrth’ngale, in armour and buff coat ; but it seemed to her that, one and all alike, the large-eyed ladies, the solemn Cavaliers, even her husband’s mother, in a short-waisted, low necked dress, with mittens on her plump arrrs and a s'raw hat tied down over her cherry cheeks and bright brown curls, seemed to frown darkly at her as an intrudtr and an alien in that sacred place “You are not well, Lady de Walden?” Frank cried at last, struck by her long “I have already writttn, arking Mr. Verner to receive me between one and two 0 clmk: so the only thing that is to be said on the subject is 1hat I must start by the next train.” Sir GEL rge answered decisively. "Frans, you must act as Cicerone in my ab- Ience, for Anita is still a stranger in her home.” "P:rhaps Lady de Walden would rather I went. with you.” Frank persisted. thinking the girl might shrink with shy dietaste from the tak of entertaining or being entertained by a strangc r ; but Su- Ge( rge, who had no wish that his nephew should assist at the coming int rview with Mr. Verner. waved the proposal peremptcrily aside. and Anita said. with eviaent sincerityâ€" ‘ Oh, no; I would much' rather have you stay If’ Frank saw that the girl made a. strong eifort not to show the dismay she felt at this proposal ; and, anxicus to spare her pain, he put in (agerlvâ€" Frat-k smiled and shook his head. fa] ng that it did not (1) to challenge Fate by hoping tzo much, and yet neaxly as sanguine as the other in his heart. “There is really no reason why you should take this jLumey. air. I can explain all to Mr. Verner, 0“. fIr that matter, you could wrife ” So he gave up the point as cheerfully as he cmld, saw his uncle off, and made up his mind for a. lcng day’s eutpense. “I shall be bank befr re ten, Frank,” S r George cried as they parted at the little rustic xtatiou ; “ and 1 hope to bring newa that will make amends for all. Who knows ? Mr. Verner may let us have your Essie here upon a. visit. Anlta. will be charmed to make an Englivh friend." "A‘yaid of what 2" her husband asked, with a. little amused con tempt,thor.gh Frank thought the young 51 rangers nervous te rrors Very natural and putty. ‘ Of the servan‘s, or the De Walden tenantry ? There are no brigands in the VVestshile nvl's. and nothing worse than :mugglera along the Westshire crast; so you may make your mind easy, though I do mean to run away and leave you: _ _ “Toleave me l" the girl cried,with widen iug Eyes._ Twas, but for the day only. I shall be back by the last 1min, and I shall leave Frfluk in cha rgg." “I am so strmge here,” Anita explained, resting h‘r large eyes (11 the young man's face. “Wt en we are at home, and Georgie has his governess and Hi kswns. it will not be so ; but now I am afxaid.” Lady de VValdtn smiled, 'and Sir George aaidfiddlyâ€" "Don‘t be impatient. Frank: you will have rather too much of that young man before your visit is over. Anita rarely lets him our. of her sight." “Wm re is 1:56 éon and heir? Dom be not pay a morning and evening visit 3” beasked, half at random, to cover his confusion, and half because he really Wished to renew his: acquaintanw with the preity child. She was even more beautiful in the full morning light, 1:] her pretty cotton gown, with its delicate crisp pulls and frillings than she had been in the mlken sheen of her full dress and in the softened lustre of the lamps. Frank looked with half dazzled eyes at the bright hair, the pure p- rfect face, the warm white skin, ard serious shin'ng eyes, and. as he lroked, he murmured beneath his buath the line in which Tennyson has sum- marized all female beautyâ€" " ‘A sight to make an old man young 1‘ " “What is that, Frank '.'" Sir George asked looking sharply up from his [aper ; and Frank laughed guilbily, remembering how little complimentary to one side of the house his involuntary quotation had betn. Buoyed up with this ccnvici ion, and honestly sharing the poet's fancy that what- ever is is best, Frank appeared at the break fast tahle with quite a radiant face, and laughed and chatted so pleasanth that a heavy weight Vim lifted from Sir George (13 Walden’s mind, and Anita’s large l‘quid eyes turned to him mt re than once with a scrim-1y grateful look. “What can it matter to him whether Essie is Lady de Walden or not? Nay, she shall be Larly de \Valden too before she dies. They knight merely success'ul lawyers, and 1 will mount the woolsnck {or her take. and put 9. coronet upon her pretty head if she cares to wear it. Oh. I will fear nothing. regret nothing 1 Mr. Verner must listen to reason, and Essie will be true.” The sun shone b‘rightly into the pretty room. and the dewy sweetness of the sum- mer (awn seemed to breathe fresh hopei His naturally elastic spirits use, his disyuai- tion to make the best of evarything served him in good stead now. He rrca‘led the discussion of the previous night, Sir George’s proposal to make him for the present a gen- erous allowance. Sir Gen-go’s practical sug- gestion that he himself should see Mr. Vu‘uer and lay before him the true state of affairs. I t was long before Frank de Walden fell asleep that night, for his thoughts were all confused, and his nerves jarred with the shock they had received; but. much to his surprise, when he did doza ofl atlaat, his sleep “as deep and dreamless, and when he awoke in the morning it Was in a. much calmer and more hopeful frama of mind. His Uncle’s Heir. CHAPTER IV. “Tomorrow 1” Frank repeated the word a. little dxeamily, wondering what for him that morrow would br'ng forth. “Yea, sure)y, Georgie, to-morrowehau be as pleas- ant ft :- ycu and me as to-day." Little Georgie was fully content with thxs promise. and went in the highest spirits to his meal of bread-and-milk ; but the rest of But. as he returned him to the nurse's care, Frank felt the fat lrttle arms clasp themselves about his throat, saw the pretty face, with its flushed cheeks and sparkl'ng blue eyes, uplift; itself to his, and heard the soft voice whispu- coaxinglyâ€" “I‘o-mgnow, cousin Frank â€"again to- The sutlight filtered through the green leave- and fell 1m ingly on the bright head and hunk handsome lace. The little lad ran to greet him, and clung lo the strong brown haul of his new .fr‘ead with childish trust, the puppy leaped up about his knees. claiming with large loose paws and an im- becilely open mouth some share of his notice too. The love and trust of the inho- cent young creatures pleased and touched Frank de Walden ; he pulled the dog’s ears and patted his little cousin’s golden curls, as he turned to the nurse, and said in his pleasbnt cordial wayâ€"- Meanwhile, with Georgie clinging to his hand and ironing on those sturdy little legs beside him, with the puppy jumping and txisking about his heels, Frank went off to visit the water-fowl in the big lake, to feed the peacocks on the terrace, and the chick- ens and the dUClen! in the farm yard. Never had litile Georgie in his brief inno- cent life known so happy it day or a. fritnvl (0 much to his mind. His delight with all he saw was iireuistible and infectious. Hes chatted like u litile magpie, and h s Ehrlll sweet litlle laugh rang out p'l'pS’Ually as at me {nah miracle of fltu LGJULY met. his enragtured eyes. “Come, (Vhorgie must go btck now," FIR-11k said, consult ng his watch at: last. though the child showed no eymtom of fatigue; he knew that for a mite lxke that enou h of exercise and excitement had been crow ed into one day; and, with a. longing look back. the obedient little fellow cam as once to Frank’s side. m0! l‘OW "Pahawâ€"wbat an idiotic fancy I" he cried, as he slepped cut into the sunshine. “if anyone should anticipzte evil, it is {â€"1 who may lose my love to-night; but I will not court sorrow; it will be hard enough to endure her crabbed presence when she comes.” _ I‘I will take Mister Georgie for a walk. nuysa; he must learn to trust me, you know.” The nurse made her prim little courtesy, thinking what a good-beamed and nice spoken young gentleman this was, tl‘ough not long afterwards she recmlled thcsu in- nocent-sounding words with a horrified thxill ; but she at least was troubled with no presentimeuta, and want back to the house to enjoy her unexpected holiday hour with whole-hearted con: nt. A Chlld’fl laugh, fresh ringing. and silver sweet, elicited by some more than usually eccentric gambol uprn the puppy's pant, fell upon the ycung man’s ear and cut his morbid musings short. His face brightened, and he drew himself up with a. vigorous shake, as though ridding himself of scma inoumbrance. ‘ There is some oppressive influence in the atmosphere,” he thought. as he twisted and stroked his blonde moustache, and stared thoughtfully: down: thcloug avanue in which little Georgie, with his fair hair floating on the soft Irena. was playing with a gln‘le colley puppy, while his nurse sat and work. ed sedately under a shadow of a. big beech- tree. “ Who knows? She may be warned hy some strange instinct of calamity at hand.” She left bun then, whether to follow his adwce or not he did not of course know; and, though he had so decidedly pooh- poohed her terrors, he found himsalf con- sidering them with grave attention as 5031') as her luck was turned. “I was wrong in one thing, at least." she said. as she was leaving him. ‘ Sir George told me that he had “Std you badly, and I thought you were to be our foe." “I'llope all your foes and troubch ton may prove just such scarecrow phantoms.” Frank said cordially." Take a little rest, Lady de \Valden, and, believe me, all your fem-s wxll vanish in tbm air." Fm! k was not superstitious ; but, as has bren sn’d before, he was highly imaginative. There was a. terrible reality of conViction in ht 1‘ tone. and the fixed, frightened eyes which seemed to gaze on something hidden from his view impressed the young man dis- sgreealily. He made a vigorous elfort to shake ofl” the anmuformble feeling and answer in a practical common-strum tone ; but the effort was not attended with any marked success. Anita smn conquued her nervous fears, and thanked him With her glnfile graceful smile ; but it was evident still that the haunting ipectre was not ex excised. though she resolutely thrust it out of sight. ‘ O‘l‘ themand of tomethinzelae l" The girl paused with a. strong shiver, and turned hu‘ golden head awayâ€"then, as though chang- ing her purpose. looked round again and up at the kind troubled face: above her with pitifx lly shining sye=. “Mr. de Walden. do you bel'eve in [res ntments 2” she m!de below her breath. “Because I have one to- (ayâ€"I have had it all the way home. There is a shadow, a terror all around me ; it comes nearer and newer. I In ow it mean. harm to those I love «or to me." Frank stared, a little surprised ; but the surmise soon turned to sympathy. Tue girl‘s eyes were rather wild and the soft: con- tralco voice had a tragic ring; but her emo- tion was perfectly genuine. There Vtle nothing in the least theatrical or atlected about her, and he was quite imaginative encug'a to understand the effeit such a. scene might hm e upm a. sensitive nature. “I wan very wrong to tune you, and keep you in that dull old place so long,” he said, with honest compunction ; "but my tmgue runs away with me thu I get among these old fellows and begin in tell their stories. I forget that I am boring people to death." silence; and then, turning to 10)k at her. he saw that she had grown very pale, and and that the vltlet eyes were painfully di- latedâ€"they looked almost black in be: white face. w 71%;1 ‘5m oven,” the g"rl answered. with a. little nhiwr. "But 1 am rob welcome hera. How should I be? I think I wxll go from am‘ ng these people who look so coldly at me." ‘V'Yrou did not bore m3.” A'uita said seri oualy ; “and I am not tired. I am frighten ed, that is all.’_‘ “Frightened of your husband’s, of GeoggAiegs, aucqstqrs T" __ _ _ “But sun 1y he does rot; accuse Frank of any treaehery 7" Anita. cried, with an em- phasis that brought the colour to her hus- band’s face. He spoke almost queruloualyfand Anita. shook her fair head. “Taken Georgie!” her hushand echoed, opening his eyes widely, as thou x the in- formation astonished him, "\Vc , that is good natured I must my 1” "Yes. they had a. long walk togather yes- terday, and nurse says GuO)‘ is could tslk of nothing but the chickens an swans Ind his cousin all last night He exacted the prom- ise of another scroll to-day, snd roused her at daybreak to preface for it." The man left ihe room, and, the moment he had gone, 3?: George put down hi4 payer an‘d 'c'huckled gomplaoen’g y.A ‘ He cannot be 86 very bi‘okenhearfe 1 if he can remambey a. baby’s Yvish. Pcfbapg it is a. mere fizsh-in-the-pau fancy, and hel is not really in love with Miss Vemer at all. I hope so with all mv heart, for the father is a. hard unyielding m m, made hardaz‘ still by the H ought that he 11 1.8 been tricked into a prprgise." "Well. he has been deceived of course,” he szid reluctantly, smoothing lhu broad sheet of the Times out with rather a tremb~ ling hand. “And though Heaven knows poor Frank was innoc: nt in the matter, the man naturally thought him a. much more eligible suitor than he is.” “Can you do nothing lor him, George 1" "I cm and I will,” Sir George said em- plutically. “I told Mr. Verner very plain~ ly that I felt that I had been to blame, and had incurred a moral responsibility in the matter of my nephew's career; but he ab- sulutely declined to discuss the matter, and hinted pretty plainly that he considered the lad an impostor." “And the girl :9" Anita asked anxiously. Sir George shrugzed his shoulders. “I should say Mr. Verner’s domestic d's cipline was pretty strict. The is an air of assured authority about him. But do not be distressed, my pet ; Frank is made of sterling slufi‘, and a love-affair will not crush him, ’ “I do not think so. He is so generous, so kind ; and he is not ill, for nurse tells me berhiasfiakern Georgia for a walk." "Little tyrant 1" Sir G urge said with a proud laugh. “Frank might hnve kept his promise. and eat( 11hia breakfast too. though.’ Then, turning to the servant, he addedâ€" ‘ See tlmt the 030k keeps something hot for M: De Walden, Fletcher." “Thank goodncss for an hour’s peace 1” she cried devc‘utly. “I do think Mr. Frank de Walden is the kindest gentleman and the greatest bleasing that ever came into a house.” ‘ It is strange thzt Frank does not make his appearance," said Sir George de \Valden. commg back from the window out of which he had been gszing with absent eyes, and taking his place at the well-spread breakfast- table. “1 mth be is not taking this matter tco much to heartâ€"m t resenting it to us.” The nurse euppas‘ed so too. and, busy with her own affairs, thought no more about the matter. Ht 1- window overlooked the veran- hah in Which the child sat, and, asshe bust- tled about, she heard the little voice ring out with the welcoming cry ofâ€"“Cousin Fwank. cousin Fwank i” and the hurrying patter of the little feet as they ran round the side of the house. “That child wili wear me into my gnve!” she cried pzttishly to a. house maid she met in the hall. “I never saw any one worry for anything as he has done for his cousin since yesterday. ” "Well, he will be happy now,” the girl answered with a laugh, "for Mr. de Walden has juit gone out. to get the walk over be- fore breakfazt, I suppose.” ' Grown up gentlefolks are net like little boys," she said peremptoriiy. She was fond of her charge 11) doubt ; but Georgie. in his impatience to renew the delight: of yesterday. was txxcting and iiriiable. and hu‘ patience had been sorely tried. So she gave gave the child a. little shake and deposited him on his hassock «n the verandah, with strict injunctions not to stir until his cousin came, and then Went in to add a freshming touch or two to her own to lette for the day. “I have haul brextus‘," said the child, with an argumentative air ; but the nurse shook hu- head. “Stand still, Master Georgie l” the nurse said. with a. des airing sigh, as she vainly tried to settle t e smart scarlet cap upon the silky curls that shone like pale gold in the morning sunshine, and keep the little dancing figure still. "You shall have your little stool, and sit on the terrace with Carlo presently ; but you must not expect your cousin yet for a. long, long time. He has not had breakfast yet.” “Ycu bad a rigfi} to cnnaider yourself." Frank said, in the same dull tone; and Sir Rome finished the aeutence with genuine self'reproach. "To' consider myself l Yes; but; not to make a. dupe of you. I am regretting the long cmmMment, not the marriage, Frank.” But Lorbed the day hung rather weanly on Frank’s hands, and It was with something like rapture that he hailed the approach of his uncle‘s train. He had driven over to the station to meet him; and when he saw the familiar figure step out upon the platform. he felt his hear; stand still. In another momtnt he should know his {ateâ€"nay, he knew it already, for as the flickeriuglight of the oil-lamp fell upon Sir George de Wal- den's face, he saw that it was full of angry disamointmeut and pain. Tfié conviction was an assured one fr m the 6 st, and Sir Get rge‘a stern siler ce strengthened it. It was not until they were bomlmg smoonhfy akng the moonlit road, between the tm‘l gorse clad hills. that. Frank found strength or self-control to speak. Then he said. in an uncertain Wiccâ€" "You have seener. Varner ?‘ “Yes; I have faded in my embassy. Mr. Vermr says that he promised his daughter to my heir, that he uttrly tefbsefi to give be r to a. poor and struggfin‘g man.” He sfioke with harJ dlstinctnesa, and Frank listened in a sttny cxlm. It seemed to him now that he had known from the very first how it would be. wlat message his uncle woul~l bring. “And Essie f" he began, but Sir Gerrge out the question t-hort: “I dici not see Miss Verner ; but her father seemed assured of her obedience. Frank my dear. dear boy. I have never felt. hew much I wronged you unt_il to-dny."_‘ Frank did not answer; he was ab in miserabIe thoughts. CHAPTER V. h hirJ distinctnesa, and asttnycxlm. It seemed he had known from the would be. wlat message Lady de \Valden raised her lavely eyes with t more comprehending look, as her lips closed. and her small hands were clasped couvultely, as Sir George went on burned- lyâ€" "This is terrible 1" Sir George cried below his breath ; and the handsome stately gentleman seemed to grow old, decrepit, and helpless in the sudden atreaa of strong emotions. “Anita, tor Georgia's sake, be calm And strong. Ifâ€"ifâ€"there in any oanger, remember there is work to do.” ’ "I will drive over to the station. Do you have the grounds thoroughly searched. How we shall laugh at all this {use and terror when Flank brings our darléng ban-k l” ‘ \Vhen l" Anita. echoed with dreary bitterness ; but; she had in a measure regain- ed her self-control. and promised to obey all directions so Meadily that her husband lcft her with one fear the less in his heart. "Then he is safe,” he said decisively ; “he mum be safe in his cousin's care. Anita. my darling"â€"â€"caklng the death-cold hands in his, and looking anti-eatinng at the drawn tragic faceâ€"“Frank has not gone; he has lost his train. He will bring back our dar- ling I But Ani’a neither heard nor comprehend- ed him. Staring straight before her. with the dull. fixed gaze of a. somnambulist, she saidkwith dry atifl‘ lipsâ€" “Hum to {ne or th'os: I love i I knewâ€"I knew it. I told him that yesterday. Oh, my boy, my little Georgie ! Oh that it had been me I” According to George G. Andre, the sys- tem of explodimz a. number of shots simul- taneously in rock hladiug is making it way slowly into {commOu use. It is surprising thst a system offering so many alvantagcs should need so much advocacy. Some por- tion of the prejudice against it is LO doubt due to the pasu failures. But the obvious certainty obtained by using powerful cur- rents, uud the ease with which such cur- rents may be applied when the works are lighted by electricity. should be sufficient tn induce the disappoxnted to try again. A good examgle of the DpiilchthD of the lighting current to the ignition of blasts, and, I believe, the first of its kind, has just come under my notice in Germany. The mine is a colliery. and the surface works are lighted by air lamps. Underground, 3. stone drift is driven, and this drill: is lighted by incandescent lamps. In the face, from twenty to twenty~f0ur|shots are placed, and A- ALALJ :, an eleétrio fuse in each is joined‘up in par- allel circuit by means of bare iron wire and connected with lighting cables in such a way that the current can be shunted from the iamps into the fuses. Tne result is in the highest degree s.tisfectu'y. Misfires are unknown, and the effect is wonderfully good. It is estimated that fxom twenty- eight; to thirty-two shots would be needed if fired in the usual manner in succession ; so that the saving of labor is in this case ccnsiderable, exceedirg 25 per cent.. both for the labor of boring and the quantity of explosive required. * "’1: "I “Yes, sir; Mr. de \Vddénfitzade the en- gagement over night. and came to fetch the darlinw in the morning." Sir George drew 3. Rm, 1: 11g breath, and brushed the gray hlil' back from his fore- head. The girl heaitatzd for the fzactinn of a second only, divided between the desire to te'l the absoluta truth and the nectssity of shielding herself from blame ; then there came comfortingly to her ears the echo of that gleeful bzbv cry, "Cmsin mek, cous- in F‘wank I" and rhe answered proKmp‘Jyâ€" care “Heme, air. it was Mr. De Walden I” the girl cried. with a cuntsev 3114 a. stifling nob, {or the news that Mr. De \Valden had taken train to hwn had spread quickly through the house, and hit the M:th lxd'fl fate in» w lved in mystery to tn setvanbs’ mind. “He cried to go with his cousin; and how c )uld I refuse the preciouu darling that ?" “And you left: him in Mr. De ‘Valden‘s "Master Gsorgie is not yet back '2" ha re- peated sternly. “How came yLu to loose sigh‘trof him for so long '2” But, lhtllgh he spake so calmly, he was by no means any in his mind ; and, when the none at last appeared, with. a pale face and tear-reddened frightened eyes, his fears were almmt (qual to these that tore poor Anita’s heart in two. He took up the paper again as the man Ins-entered the room, this tame bearing a. note on a._ama.ll tray. “It was found in Mr. De “Blden’S roomI air," he said. with what almost looked liken faint flmh of iu'erest m his ordinarily im- passive face. A d“ pushed back her chair and‘game quickly over to her husband’s aide. "Calm yourself for Heaven 5 sake. Anita, and I will ring for nurse,” he said, more attrnly than he had me‘ sp km: to his wife yet. "Gecrgie is no doubt with her by now,- )our a'arm Is childish ani absurd." “From Funk'x What can it be 7" she cried, with nervous impatience ot tha slow fashion m which he turned the misaxve over. “0h. cipeu it, George, atd see l" S r Gearge'obeyea.'and read the few lines the letter contained in a very qustuloua tone. "My dear Uncle,â€"Neither you nor Lidy rle Walden must think me ungracioua or un- kind, but the news you gave me last night was a. terrible shock, and has upset me more than I quite like to show. I cannot rest till I have heal‘J her father‘s verdict confilmed by Either‘a ovm lips, and so I have gone: to her. Do not trouble about me ; all will end well one way or another. If she Will wail: for me, I will be the happiest of men; if notâ€"well, ‘Men have died from tima 121 time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love’â€"a.nd my wound will can like the rest. S) I am off by the eally train." A shrill scream broke hon Lndy do VVal- den‘s lip:, and, but for the desperate strength with which she clutched the va‘l chair-back, she must have fallen. SIerorge looked up his lace was merely cross and puzzled : but one glance at that drawn, blanched face, them eyes of utter ageny. and he sprang quitkly 1;) his feet, flung one arm around his wife's waist, and tried to draw her to a. chair; but. ghastly as she looked. she broke from him with despente strength and hurried to- wards the d0! 1-, all the maulsh and taxror of her heart Ending vem m the hoarse cryâ€" "My boyâ€"Georgie l Oh, let me go 1" B11; Sir George drew her forcibly back. He too had grown rerceptibly paler, and had a. very startled lcok ; but he h4d still calm- ness enough to feel that her hysterlcal ex- citement was misplaced. The Simultaneous Firing of Shots. o!” (TO BE CONTINUED. To commonplace people the extraordinary appears poasible only after it has been exe~ outed. Not another Pill shall go down my throat. Again, said a citizen, “ when I can get such a prompt and leumt cure for my Bilious Attacks, such as Dr. Carson 3 Stem. nch Bitters. 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Nerviline )8 a. “ onder- ful xemedy, pleasant to take, even by the yourgest child, yet so [owerfully far reach- ing in its work, that the mist agonsz'ng in- ternal or extemul pain yields as If by magic. Negltct no longer to try Numline. Buy today a. ten cunt trial bottle and be relicved from all pain. J. Wilson, drug-gist, Goda- i'ic‘n, writes : " Nerviline gives good : atisfac- tion.” Sold by druggfsts and country dead- A.._ n-,____La.u trom all pain. rich, writes : “ tion.” Sold by era everyWhere. ing In its work? ternal or extema Negltct no long to-day a ten can! from all pain. rich, wntes ; “ l‘ “A... 7) “AL: L_ . “There she is,” he said as he paid for it. “There's robbery, meanness. arson, stealing, ounding, sentiment, profanity, and bratheb y love all nrowded into the one thing, and you bet your life Ben will catch-on. I'lI now go out and get in jail and wait for his answer.” They Compromisedfiw’ A man of ulout 35 years of age 2 \ed than n the stone steps lla‘iing to the \ n Uulvn Telegraph owa gestelday, am rush- ed air. the rrceiviug clerk wnth the inquiry: gram 2" "DJ you mean that you l'ka profane lan- guag_e g” “Now I‘ve been robbed of my coat and $20 in cash, and I've got to sweat by bele- graph or bust I Hung my coat on a. tele- griph pole while I was trying to outjurup a fello_w and same one gobbled it I" “A: I told you before, we 'lon‘t transmit any prafaue language," replied the clerk. "You can notify your brother that you have bad bad luck." The ckrk couldn t aim! the man Siid he would do his swearing by letter. and make it heavy enough for doubla pistago. It wasn't: half an hour, however, mine he re- appeared, and this time he couldn't stand Still till he shout:d out: "I've got to do it I Hadn't been out of here ten minutes when a. chap in a shooting gal- lery mapped me all over the floor ! Rubbed â€"â€"11ckedâ€"moppedl SLy, lemme smar by te‘egraph. I've got a dollar left, and I'll give it to you to send ten words to Bay Cnty A!" “You {night get around the rule by send. in; a. cxpner desfatch,” suggested the clerk. .“Bulle I tumble! 1’11 fix it in just a minute I" And he wrote and handed in : "Robbed l ' " ' â€" it lâ€"â€" it! Send me $20 ' l l I I " "We can’t send anything of that sort. There are no] t ms in the Morass alphabet to stand {0" swear words." “Well, then, I'll have to let it go, but I wanted to telegraph to my brother that I‘d heen robbed. I put my satchel do am to fight with a. hackman, and some one stole it," “And not express my feelings 1 Never 1 He wouan’t belleve it was mu. Make an cxceptiqn for me! _can'n you ?r’ V “VI do! I want to use some of the ta‘lest kind of it I" He went away growling and muttering, but in about an hour he returned in still hot- ter haste, and exclaimed : 1 expres; my fading in 8167c- Licked ! I l isa