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, The month of Valerie’s absence was . the moat peaceful Vivien had known" since her father's marriage. It seem- ed to her that all her old friends took the opportunity of calling at Lance- woodâ€"people who had not kept up any n great intimacy since the marriageâ€" people who, understanding the dif- ficulties of Miss Neslie's positionI ud- mired the brave, patient. resigned apiritiin which she met them. "It would be a. work of years to ef- fect any real good. I have studied the child wellâ€"he mighL by stern (lis- cipline develop into a good man. but he will never be one without it." How Gerald Dorman valued these hours only he himself knew. He saw more of Miss Neslie now than he had ever seen before. Her wonderful beauty,_ her proud grace, her striking talent, the womanly tenderness that seemed to struggle with her innate prlde, all enchanted him. To Gerald Donnan it. was a golden interval. Every hour and day was walked in golden letters on the tablets of his memory. The plan which she herself had arranged for keeping the child almost continually “ith them, brought them into hourly contact, Mr. Dorman had his own rooms in the western wing of the Abbey. but to give Oswald his lessons he used the library. When Vivien knew the child was busy with his lessons, she would go to see .whut progress he had made. Then when he was sent [.0 his nurses, she would consult anxiously with Gerald as to whether he thought there was any improvement. Gerald was not oversanguine. “I do not think I could love her more," he would say Lo himself at times, yet each day his love increased. The hours he passed in her presence were to him bouts of. bliss. To his in~ tense and passionate delight he found that she was learning to rely upon him, that she turned Lo him in her difficulties, that she sought his advice and followed it. V "1 E10 not think I more,“ he would say Urges, _yet any!) day his 0n the day she expected her Vivien walked slowly up and down the broad path in the garden. Purple and golden crocuses were springing, snowâ€"drops raised their meek heads, violets perâ€" fumed the cold clear air, there was a faint thrill of new life in the tall trees. "My beautiful home,“ :1 id the girl, with proud, passionate loveâ€"“Heaven grant that no evil may befall it, no wrong-doing dishonor these ancient walls I" This state of things was so delight- ful to him that he was 1cureful not to disturb it. He guarded his every look, word, action. 01‘. his devotion" to her and her interests he spoke most fullyâ€"of ' his passionate love, never. With one word of that he knew that their pleasant friendly intercourse would end at once. Vivien received his'devotion with calm, serene grace. It seemed right and natural to her that the man whom her father had liked and trusted should be devoted to her. Hzid she dreamed that he loved her, she would have equal anger and surprise. The happy interval was drawing toa close at last. At the end: uf February Valerie and her maid were to return. It was well for “m-iladi" that she did not hear the comments of the servâ€" ants; they all wished she would remain where she was. During her absence there were peace, content, order, method, kind, firm rule and regular- ityâ€"~all things that “milull” herself disliked. Herreturn was looked for- Ward to with dreadâ€"by the nurses especially. There was a. marked im. provement in the boy; but, as they 'said, it would all disappear when her ladyship returned. Her heart grew warm within her as she louknd around; it “as something to be the upholdet of the honor of' her race; all her hopes, her prayers, her aspirations were fixed on the boy who was to inherit the Abbey. Some good had been done by patience and forbear- ance; more might yet be done. She saw Gerald Dorman crossing the lawn, and she went to him. "Will you walk a few steps with me 9" she said. "I want to talk to Under the clear, cold, blue sky they walked together where the crocuses grew, and Vivien, turning to him, held out her hand. “I wish to thank you,” she said, "for all that you. have done for me; you havo been patient and hopeful; in my father’s name and my own, I thank you." It was almost the first time that her beautiful white hand had touched his; the' noble face had a clear light in it, the dark eyes looked. with grate. ful earnestness into his. “l! we can persevere," she said, "and try to train the\boy wellI he may make a good master for Lancewoud; we can render no greater service to the Nes- lies than that." "I know it." acknowledged Gerald. "The task has been easy, so far,” she said; “but when Lady Neslie returns, It will be more difficult. l meant to ask you if you will be patient and persevere in spite of all difficulties, in spite even of rudeness and insultâ€"“ill ou persevere, for my sake, for the honor of the Neslies?" "I promise," replied Gerald. "Thank you," she said simply; you Are a faithful friend.” And those few words more than repaid him for all that he had done. It was in the gray light of a Febru- ary afternoon that Valerie returned. She looked worn and slightly haggard, as though she had known but little rest either by night or by day. When she entered the house she aeemd to bring confusion and disorder with her. yuu.’ "\Vell, Vivien," was hen greeting to Kiss Naslle, "have you enjoyed your nonth's rule? You are hardly leased 0 see me. I suppose? You are ooking '01? well. I am dreadfully tired; N Through Storm and Sunshine ‘ CHAPTER XXVI. them. was a golden and day 7 was there is no thus for reg: in the whirl of Paris." Vivien was struck by an indefinable something about her, she could hardly tell what. Lady Neslie seemed to have deterioraLedâ€"she had the air and manner of one who hag been in common sooiety. and a tinge of vul- garity particularly noticeable when she was off her guard. “ And how is tune boy," she asked quicklyâ€"" my little Sir Oswald 9" ‘ Vivien answered kindly. "I have brought him all kinds of Wee-ems," Said Lady Neslie. "‘but I have not bought anything for you, Vivien; I did not know what to buy- you have everything." "Yes," she replied. cheerfully. "I have everything that I want." She felt pleased that Valerie had thought of her. She was present when Valerie and hm‘ son met. “Miladi‘s” quick eyes seemed to read him. " He looks well ” she said. "Have you missed me much, Oswald T" " Yes,” he answered. " But, mamma,‘ he continued, pointing to Vivien. "she is not wickedâ€"she does not want Lancewood; she says she hopes [shall have it if I am a good man." a fashion of walking from one room to another, of taking up books and putting them down, of going to the [piano and leaving it, of sitting wth [knitted brows, as though trying to solve a problem. Evidently there was some new interest excited within her. Vivien wondered much what it was. " Yofi [re a7 gbod Boy," said Valarie The child shook his head. "No, I am not. I know the differ- ence now between good and bad. She is good "â€"he nodded at Vivienâ€""and so is Mr. Dormrm; but law not, and, mlammu," he added fearlessly. "I do not think you are." Lady Neslie was not angry; she merely laughed‘ "Why am I not good ?” she asked. "You never say your p‘nayers and you laugh at things." "My dear child, to complete a11.you should have your hair cut close, and a broad rimmed bat : you are quite a Puritan." _ Tilwsgly prayers," he continued with an air 0‘ patronage; "and I do not tell liesâ€"Mr. Dorman says they are cowardlyi" i’bH‘do not seem inclined to hide your Ugh! under: a IguShgl,‘fԤ:_)id "mi- She had been at home two or three days before she found out about the lessons, and during that lime they 13¢qu a great difference in her. She was Pestless, uneasy, having always an air otf subdued excitement. She held long conferences with her maid; she fiell into long, deep revaries. She had 0n the fourth day after her return one 01 her restless fits, led her to the library, and there she found the boy with a flushed face bending over a book. Mr. Dm‘man was seated at the table with him. and Vivien, evidently greatly interested, was watching them. " You are making him very ill," she said. " See how flushed his face is! He will have brain diseaseâ€"brain fever. Put that book down, Oswald." Gerald remembered his promise about patience, perseverance and en- diuu‘ance. He looked at Vivian‘s noble beautiful face before he replied, and file sight of it seemed to encourage m. But'Lady Neslie did not .‘ook wen pleased. "And prrny," inquired Lady Neslie. recovering her good humor, " who made you my son's tutor. Mr. Dor- mnni" Ludi," wi'h another laugh. " You have been learning at a fine rate." Vivien almost trembled for the re- sull, but Lady Neslie seemed more amused than anything else. " Try again," Mr. Dorman was sayâ€" ing as "miladi," enteredâ€"" try again. Ybu will learn it perfectly in Lime." Lady Valerie entered quietly. “ \Vhat a domestic scene!" she said. “ Pray, Mr. Dorman, what are you do- ingfiwith Sir Oswald?" - ‘71 am trying to teach him to read and to spell, Lady Neslie," he repli- ed. " I assure you, Lady Neslie," he said, " that I am very careful of him. He has no headache; his face is only flush- ed with his e.:geruess to master his 1986071," " The fact that he will hold sq hign a position," observed Mr. Dormuan. " explains of itself the. need for high education." Vivien had purposely refrained from speaking, knowing that, if she did the matter would probably assume an un- pleasant aspect. “VVho mafia you myâ€" son‘s tutor?" Lady Neslie repealed. He answeredâ€" “1 found lhut 1 had some little time â€"â€"sp:\re timeâ€"on my hands, Lady Nes- lie. 1 thoughtâ€"may pardon me if I am wrongâ€"I could not better serve your interest Hum by devoting ihem to the. child." “Perharps noi." said "miluli" vare- "I do not see why the boy need be troubled with so much learning,” she said. "He ml] be master of Lance- wnod; he need not study like one who has to work for a living." 7“Perharps non" said "miluli" vare- lessly. "Do you Lhiuk it would be ad- visable [01' lbs boyrto havera tutor_‘?" "Certainly," replied Gerald â€"- “the sooner the better. He has a great capacity for learning; and one thing is quite certain, Lady Neslieâ€"if he is not employed, he will always be in mischief." “I! you will permit me," be con- tinued. "I shall be happy to continue to devote some hours each day to him." “No. that will not do, Mr. Dorman. You have your own affairs to attend to. II It be really desirable to on- g e a tutor. I will engage one." "- uoh will depend on the kind at She laughed with a certain ness oi good humor lhis time. V "Miladl’a‘ eyes shone with a pecu- llag_lighfi. V readi- she “I hope, Valerie." she said, "that you are not annoyed. It was I who suggested that Oswald should learn." Lady Neslie turned a. laughing face to Vivien. “Annoyed 9" she repeated. “No, I am not. You have solved a problem for me." "I should try to get an Oxford man," said Vivien, "if possible." "I shall engage a Frenchman," an- nounced her ladyshi‘p, laughing. “I am not English. Oxford scholarship may be all very wellâ€"it has no great charm for me. I should like my child to, have}; French training." 1 There was but one person she could ’consult, only one to whom she could go in her distress for counsel and comfort. To Gerald Dorman aha told all that Lady Neslie had said. tutor you engage. If he is high-prin- cip_l_ed he )xfill makefhe boy the samef’ "1 consider myself quité competent. Mr. Dorman, to find a preper person," said Lady Neslie, still good humored- 1y. V Then she withdrew, and Vivien, true to her idea. of peace and conciliation, followed her. More than once that day "miludi smiled as she said to hersalfâ€" "It is the very thing. I only won- der I did not think of it before-" “Vivian.” said Lady Neslie, “I have been thinking over what Mr. Dorman said, and I quite agree with him; it iailil‘igrh iimg Oswald? had artntor.“ "I have resolve-d." ladyship, "upon seemg at once." "I. me: a cousin of my own in Paris," continued Valerie. "I say "cousin,' but he is really a distant relative-â€" ninth cousin, I should imagineâ€"Henri de Novuclhet-and he asked me if Inew of any engagement of the kind that was open. As I had never thought of a tutor for Oswald, I said 'pr but now the idea occurs to me that he would be the very man.” 7 Vivâ€"ien’s beautiful (ace brightened as though some real kindness had been done to herself. Miss Neslie did not like to object; it was certainly better to have a French tutor than none. She would have preferred an English gentleman, bu! then the matter was in “miladi's” own hands. "Is he compet'ent P" asked Vivien. anxiously. But Vivien would not take offense; she had too much at stake to give way to vexations; all small personal feelings must be set aside; she had a heavy inlerest at stakeâ€"the honor of the Neslies. "Dear Valerie.” she said, calmly, "I mean nothing unkind. A man might be all that‘s good and clever, yet not qualified to teach; that requires pe- culiar capabilities." "I shall please myself," announced “miladi.” “Henri do Nouchet shall be my son’s iuLor, or he shall have none and I shall write to-day and ask him if he will accept the post, He may refuseâ€"it is a poor position for a U6 Nouchet; but he shall be hand- somely paid, and treated as one of the family if he comes." s “That would not be very pleasant," thought Vivienâ€""still anything for the boy’s sake.’ Then "miladi" continuedâ€"â€" "L want to talk to you about some- thing,r else, Vivien. It will soon be quite a year since your Sir Arthur died. Of course I am very sorry and all that kind of thing; but 1 really think we might have something to en- liven usâ€"a. quiet dinner-party or a dance. You might leave off those de- pressing black dresses, and let us be a little brighter. If Monsieur de No'uchet does come, he will think it is a prison." "My rélalions are not all ignorant, though you fancy me so," said "mi- ladi," pmpudly. "You have .full power in your own house,” replied Vivien. “I. should not dream of yuxtiug aside my mourning unlii the year is over; nor should I appear at any dance or entertainment. IL would be disrespectful to my fathâ€" er’s memory." "You can» please yourself," observ- ed “miladi,” “and Ishull do the same." “He will lell you that when he comes," laughed Lady Neslle. "I shall write to him to-day. I only hoye he will accept. \Ve shall have life a little brighter than it it." "Valerie," said Miss Neslie, "do not be angry if I say another thing. If this gentleman comes to undertake the education of your son, he will not surely expect to have all kinds of gayely offered to him ‘I” little brighter than it it." And Vivien heard with considerable misgiving. She had a foreboding about the coming of this Henri de Nouohet which she would have been ashamed to confess, and could hardly explain in words. The old doubts and suspicions she had entertained of Lady Neslie returned to her. She was ill at easeâ€"for the honor or the house was in her hands. “I cannot explain my foreboding to you,” she said. “I had just such a feeling of depression and coming evil on the night you came in Search of me when my father was taken ill. I cannot account for it, but it seems to me that if this stranger enters the doors evil will come with him, as it came with Lady Neslie." “\Vould it be of any use for me to make inquiries in Paris ?" he said. “At least then We should know who this Henri rle Nouohet really is." "And when would it avail us. Mr. Dormun? Suppose even that we found him 10 be utterly unfitted, mor- ally and mentally. for the post, we could not prevent ‘miladi' from en- gaging him. She has all the power. I can see now one mistake that my poor father made as to his will. He ought to have left some gentleman of note and position as Oswald's guar- dian, some one who would have had the power to interfere if he saw mat- ters going wrong." "Yes. it was an oversight," said Dir. Batman. "The only thing we can do 'm to hope for the best. Lady Neslie He underslobd, but to help her. CHAPTER XXVII. continued her to the matter was powerless will have some regard for public opin- ion if not for you. I do not think she would risk her credit by bringing any really unworthy person into the housi‘e. LE she does, we mustâ€" Then he pauSed. PROFITABLE MILLINERY. By a recent decision of the tribunal of the Seine a Paris milliner got judg- ment against one of her customers for 74,000 francs. It was all for hats and bonnets, and the bill had been ac- cumulating since 1894. In other words, the Parisian fine lady in ques- tion had spent for headgear nlonein the course of five years the tidy lit- tle sum of something like $14,800. This was considered a pretty fair allow- ance even in Paris, and the milliner and her bill and her lavish customer were discussed for a few days. In fact, attention was only turned from them by still another milliner‘s lawsuit. And this last appeal to the courts had the specially interesting feature that the defendant in the case is the wife of a member of the Chamber of Deputies. The bit“ was only 10,000 francsâ€"$2,000 â€"-but neither the purchaser nor her husband had enough money to meet it. So the mrilllnor got judgment, and then proceeded to garnishee the hus- band’s salary as a Deputy, the court awanding $10 every month until the score is wiped out. ‘ [But in spite of bad debts and othâ€" er losses, the fortunes made by the Paris milliners are in many cases daz- zling. There is one iashionable shop there whose proprietor is a woman and her annual net profits are up- ward ot 400,000 francsâ€"$80,000. She began at the foot of the ladder and the recollection of her own early struggles makes her generous to those under her. She has seventy emle-oyes, all Olf them girls and women. Among these she divides half her profits. Slam-e 0d the women get as much as $3,000, $4,000 and $5,000 a year. Good taste and original ideas in the crea- tion olf styles of women‘s headwear are the essentials to success in the millinery line. Eor the girl who has these grirfts the doors to wealth are thrown wide open. The success of the woman in question is an illustration Olf this. Having been left an orphan, and having to earn her own living, she entered a milliner's shop, and show- ed sudh skill that soon she was in business for hereslf. She lived back of her shop, did her own cooking, her own washing and her own scrubbing. She did this when she was resting from her regular twelve or fourteen ho-urs’ Labor at her business. Finally the customers began coming. Through all her success, as through all her adâ€" versity, she never once lost her head or forgot that there were those about her struggling upward just as she her- self had had to struggle. The happy family atmosphere of her great es- tablishment, the tranquil lines of contentment and security that Show in the faces of all her employees, is one of the marked characteristics of the place. The place is thus des- cribed by a visitor who was permitted to penetrate into its mysteriesg “Around the long tables of the workshop, where the bright rays of the electric light are concentrated on their green oversheens, are seated elbow to elbow, here the ‘little hands' at $10 a month, and with them the first beginners, there the ordinary decorators and the ‘ creators‘ at $100 a month. Under the nimble fingers of these last the shapeless things of tulle or cardboard, which look like cloth bugs or pastry moulds or smashed bon- bon boxes, gradually take on, with a soft touch here, and a soft squeeze there, the forms of hats. And while these graceful oibjects come thus from their hands the fresh young creatures laugh as they labor and their gay chatter makes what one must be very sour and crabbed not to consider as very agreeable music. Their toil seems to be a mere amusement for them. At all events, they appear to love it; that is clear. And proud, in- deed, are they when they see one of ‘their’ hats pass in the street on a head that is worthy of it. Easily Fixed. "Awful affair at our hotel this after- noon. Cook got angry and cut the end of a walter's nose oft with a carving knife. But one of the guests fixed 1t up all right." “How?” “He gave the waiter another tip." Every man is his own ancestor, and every man Is his own helr. He de- vises his own future, and he Inherit- his own pastâ€"H. F. Hedge. 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They renew and, build up the blood, and strengthen the nerves, thus driving disease from the system. Avoid imi- tations by insisting that every box you purchase is enclosed in a wrap- per bearmg the full trade mark, Dr. \Villiams’ Pink Pills for Pale People. WOMEN AND ASTRONOMY. Aglaonice, a Greek of Thessaly, was the first woman in historical times noted for her astronomical know- ledge, and the first who was able to predict eclipses, .which last fact. It a not surprising to learn, earned for her the reputation of a sorceress. ‘But astronomy in the early ages had also a martyr, and this was when the let- ters and sciences were flourishing In Greece and Egypt. The beautiful Hypatm, daughter of Theon of Alex- andria, had studied in the schools at Athens, and‘ on her return to her native town this distinguished wo- man becamel the object of much ad- miration. In the Alexandrian schools she lectured on geometry, algebra, as- tronomy and philosophy to throngs of peopley attracted by the smgular beauty of the woman, whose talent 1n elocution was equal to her know- ledge. As for the east, the advent 01 Mo- hummed and the trilumph of the Ore- scent made it worse for women of In- telltgent caliber than even in medieval Europe, for, it the members of the council of. Trent were ungallanl: enough to urgue serloustâ€"qalbeih with an affirmative resultâ€"whether or non woman has a soul, the follow- ers of the prophet relegated their wo- men to the slnct privacy of harem hie, whlch.‘ effectually precludes the study of any selence. Moreover, Mo- hnmmed asstgns a very Inferior place to women in the other wotrld. And so we find a great gap from the day when Hypntin was martyred by the rubble of Alex:1nd.riaâ€"-a gap extend- mg through the centuries of the mid- dle agesâ€"«mull we read of aParLsum woman , Jeanne Dumee, 1680, Wt”.an learnedly and clearly on the system of Copernmus with regard to the motion of the earthâ€"a system of wlnch It has been truly said: "It took the thinking world as long to understand as it] took Copernicus to discover." History tells us of the tragedy Whlch ensued when Cyril, the proud and headstrong bishop of Alexandria. came immconflict winh the prefect o! the city, who was devoted both to philosophy and astronomy. One day of Lent,in the year 415a savage crowd composed of the adherents of Cyrrl, met Hyputia riding in her charlot. The: mob tore her from her seat, and, dragging her._to the high altar of Ihe imperial church, stripped her and scraped her to death' with oyster shells, Her death: did not even satisfy the fanatics. for they out the body Into pieces and paraded Lhe streets with the fragments of the beautiful martyr to Christian bigotry I want to show you some of our new renovators. said the insinuating stranger, It’s the stt thing for the hairâ€"â€" I don't want it, snapped the bald- headedr groper. And it' will make last year's maple sugar cakes look just like new. 7 §3ut me downvtax: £ dozen boxes. Bald the grocer. Heart Palpitation. IT CAUGHT HIM.