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A light, a beautiful light, shone in his eyes, and she made a step forward. Then suddenly she stopâ€" ped and shuddered. “No!th cried, hoarser; “not yet. Go? by Heaven, you shall not go! Floris! Floris! My darâ€" ling, my long Inst darling!” and he stretched out his hands. “I_ am hereâ€"«earning ‘my living,” she said, simpiy. “I came here to be away from England, to learn to forget, toâ€"to~I mubb go now ~â€" Lord Nprman. Good-by.” She saw the sweat standing in great drops upon his brow, andhis hands clinch on the gate until they were white as his face. “Great and merciful Heaven; Florisâ€"â€"Floris!” he cried in a voice of despair, “is this true? Oh, how blind, blind I have been; how mad! Floris, forgive me! Forgive ~01], my poor darling! Why are you here? Why did you not) write tn me? Whyâ€"my brain is reeling. Have pity on me, Floris, and tell me all; this hideous mystery holds me in a net!” “A telegram?” she repeated. "Ah! From him? No, from’home. I; was to say that my mother’was dyingâ€"” . T‘Youw'ou received a. televram . D from 111m !” He glared at her-white,’ breath- less. ’ “What mad story you have heard I know not. The truth is {gll I know or care for. Lord Clifforde met me by accident at Ballyfloe station, he accompanied me to London, “and then, having done all that a brother could do to comfort and console the under my heavy trouble, he left me. Since that hour I have neither seen nor heard from himl There is my answer to the foul lie you heard and. believed l” “I deny! No! It is true, I came with Lord Clifiorde from Ballyâ€" floeâ€"â€"” - ‘ He made a despairing gesture. “Why should we handy words? Good~by, Floris, good-by! Tell him he is safe from me, tell him thatâ€"” he turned us her voice rung out, ole/3r and commanding: {(Stop I77 > 7 He stood stock-still and wated. ,“Lord NOx'lnan, you have cruelly alarndered Incâ€"'ay, more, an absent man! One s0 honorable and good that‘s his name should not; pass your stained and dishonored lips! You accuse me of flyingâ€"flying eâ€"- with Lord Cliffordel” , _ ' She laughed~a terrible, piteous laugh. ' lips. . ‘ He clutched the gate. “No! Then, d0 you ‘tell rueâ€"bub no, he would not be So base and vile as that. Then where is he [You fled with him; you left Ballyfioe to- gether! Will youdeny that?” *Eloris came nearer. Truth alone in her face the dignity of injured innocence beamed from her dark eyes. “We will not handy words,” he said. grimly; “I will not detain you many HIOEY'IGHCS longer. I want to say this. and then waill go. When I heard of your treacheryâ€" and hisâ€"I swore that wherever I met him. let it be when and where it might. I would kill him. But I have repented of that rash oath; I should have remembered that your love made him sacred to me. Tell him that he need hide no lonâ€" ger~thzit he need not fear me.~ For your sake he shall go unpunished f0] as block a piece of treachery as: the world has seen since Judas l” Floris put out her hand to l1im.l “What are you saying? What} are these wild words? Whom am 1‘ to tell? Oh, am I dreaming 'Z” “\Vhom? Thelma?! who stole you- from mewBertie Clifforde,” he saidl white to the lips and unnaturallyl calm. Floris put herhands to her brow. “Bertie Cliffordeâ€"the man~â€"I Oh, Heaven. what does this mean ‘4” He looked‘at her, a wild ma doubt rising in his mind. “Yes, Bertie Cliff nwglel Are you not married to him?” 7 He cont‘rollAed himsqelf as if by a mighty effort, and drew a. long breath. She shrank back from his blaz- ing eyes and wild, wicked words. “I did you wrong,” she said, ‘sad- 1y, her lips quivering. “No,’.’ came from her parched CHAPTER XXX.-â€"(Cont’d) OR. LADY BLANCEHE’S BITTER PUNISHMENT . x v ..~, "The day I left Ballyfloe l” he reâ€" peated, disregarding her entreaty. “You say I came back to Ballyfloe “that I saw Blanche? It is a lie! Do you hear? It is a, lie! Who- ever told youâ€"but you' sawme, you saf’! Floris, let me look at you. Is this my Floris who stands here and tells me this? Am I madâ€"are ‘we both mad? 4 Merciful v Heaven. what does it mean? Listen to me 1” and he drew her closer to him by her arm, so close that his hot breath fanned her cheek. “Listen‘ to me as if the words I am going tol speak were, those of a dying manH Floris, you could not have seen mel on that dayâ€"-â€"you did not see me, as you describe it, on. any day, at that time; but on that day !â€"I tell you solemnly, here face to face, with :.Hea,ven above us to»hear me, “The day you left Ballyfloe for Scarfross. Ah! have you no pity on‘ 31403, no mercy ’Z” “You sawâ€"you heard!” he said, his face close to hers. “Great Heaven! am I going mad! When was this 2” ' “Bruce, I saw you at her feet. I heard you implrore her to fly with you. I heard you tell her that you had never lo’vedâ€"lovedâ€"any other than .her! I heard you say that I 40h, I cannot go pn! Spare me l” She opened her lips once, £Wige; the scene came back in all its force shqgk her very soul. “klle wv ILAU ; .uuun all “JV, .1. say: She raised her eyes to his fear- lessly, though there was something awfp} in the expression of his face. “Now tell mé, slowly, carefully, what you mean ; what you think you “A-re yéu mad?!” he cried, almost inalldibly. “Floris, look \at me! Look at me! Look at me,@ say!” There was silence for a moment, silence broken by an awful oath. She started and turned to him. He, had flung the gate open and She started and turned to him. Heflhad flung the gate open and stood before her, his eyes blazing into hers, his lips set. “Saw for yourself! Sawmhat ?” he demanded. She turned her head away. “Bruce, I~I was in the‘ green- house on the afternoon you came back from Scarfross to meet Lady‘ Blanche, and saw and heard all that passed between you! Oh, ’Jruce, Heaven forgive you aS~â€"Iâ€"â€" I have done I” and the tears welled to her eyes. “Never mind Blanche,” he said, hoarsely, “tell me what you meant by my being false to you. ' Vtht 1139.5 have they told you? Great Heaven, What is this mystery which has wrecked and ruined both 0111‘ lives? What have they told you ‘3” Shg came nearer. “Bruce,” mournfually, “What- they tcld me would have mattered lib Ms, but~I saw for myself!” “Ah, not yet. but going‘to be. Is it not so. Bruce?” ‘ He hung his head, then he looked up. “Why do you force me to Speak?” she said, in a 10w voice. “What can it matter now? All is past be- tween us. You are inerl‘iedâ€"~-â€"” “No 1’? he 1hundered. She panted, then her quick eyes read the truth. “I left you !” she said, in a low, intense tone. “You had lost me! Oh, Bruce, Bruce. you were false to me before I left Ballyfloe. You think I do not know ” He started. “1 false to you beforeâ€"I false to you! Floris, what is this? For Heaven’s Sake, speak plainly! Speak out at once! I‘ am almost frenzied with this torture! I false to you! Am I dreaming?” I She looked at him, h'uér eyes full My 3301 fireproa‘ch and despair. â€" . “No! No!” she wailed. “You forgetâ€"you have forgotten Lady Blanche4” She moaned and hid her face, the}; >shAe lookgd up suddenly. “Blanche!” he echoed, huskily. heat Heaven! He to be mar- ried to her in a'few days, married tnher; "and‘Flnris She put out; her hand to him. “0h, Bruce, Bruce, how could you have been so wicked 2‘” He hung his head. “Be just!” he murmured. “You left me. I was 310116 in the world! I had lost youâ€"what did it matter‘ whom I married ” ‘ -He started and a cold chill fell upon his passion. ' l ,l Anothe-r love affair is the best » cnment for a. broken heart. Teacherâ€"‘ ‘How many million, Johnny 'l” He caught- her hand to his lips and kissed it. passionately, his hot lips burning it, and~with a. cry of mingled pain and joy that he should so kiss her, she drew her hand away, and vanished. “Ah, yes,” she breathed, the tears running down her sweet; face; “I love you still; but it is beCause of that we must part. Stand firm by your honor, Bruce; do not play Lady Blanche false asâ€"-asâ€"â€"I once thought you hadlplay-ed me. Goodâ€" “ ‘Goodâ€"by 2’ ” he cried, hoarsely. “Do you think I am going to let you go like this? No! Floris you are mineâ€"you love me stillâ€"~” “Why should she suffer? For ‘ us Bruce, all is lost save honor. You ‘must still keep that! There has been some dark mystery; I do not know what it is, no, not even yet; but we have met again too late. Goodâ€"by, Bruceâ€"good~by. In time, far in the future, we may meetâ€"” her voice broke,»and with a groan he took a step toward her, but she drew still further backâ€"~“in time you and I will meet as friends ml dear, true friendsâ€"but no more, Bruce. Goodâ€"by!” ‘ She put out hér hand as she spoke and he seized it and held it. His_hands fell to his sidel he turned big fag-g away. “Too late; it is too late!” she milrmured, gently. “We cannot bring back the past. It is too late! Think of Blanche, Bruce! She has done no wrong. Youâ€"you are to be married to he'râ€"--” She drew back from him. deathly r pale, and her lips parted slowly, sadly. Av; u wAL Llihlln, ualn DU 111‘}. “But there shall be light!” he exclaimed. “Blanche is here in Florence. She shall’tell me the truth; the girl Josine, I-will wring the truth from her! 011, my dar- ling! Oh, Floris, my Floris { thank Heavgn it-is not too late l” angl he put out his arms. Johnnyâ€"“Nth many. ’ ’ “Do. you mea'h fio say thatâ€"” he could not go on for a, moment â€"â€" “that Blanche lied, and purposely deceived wellâ€"deceived both of us?” he said, hoarsely. She shook her head wearily. “I do not know! I cannot say! It_is all dark, dark to 11161” A coldvshfiddey ran through her, an‘cllvller head (heaped, that it is, Heaven only knows; but I will learn. The girl Josine. you sayâ€"where is she? and Blancheâ€"” [ITYY who told you that I had fled with Lord Clifforde 2‘” asked Floris, quickly. ' “Josine!” he muttered. "Josine told me that I should do 30; led me to the place; stood be- side me. If you’ speak of proofâ€"â€" ask her, 011, Bruce! and yet~â€"and Eyet__7)‘ He laughed grimly, savagely. “And yet you‘ think I speak the truth. My poor Floris! My braifi is rqelingl There is some dcvflish wvstery .at the bottom of this! “Who was it? I saw youâ€"heard you speak to her. The girl Joâ€" sineâ€" ” He looked at her scared: fright ened face. “And if it was not you~who was it T” m ad “‘Ins! At first I was senseless Em days; unable to write for weeks. When I was able, they told me that you had~had fled with Bertie! Now do you understand that you cannot have seen me with Blapche, as you P): suppose 9 She uttered a. cry of despair. “Bruce, I saw you ” “Great Heaven! I shall go In' “Themâ€"then, that is why you did not write’zi’ she gasped, an awful sensg of'mystgry enwrapping her. “Was struck down by a. stag, and kept at Scarfross for weeks conâ€" fined to my bedâ€"to my room. All this can (be proved! Are you list- ening? Why do you stare at me “Ah 17’ she breathed, her breath coming in qujck_ ga‘sgs. 1that; I did not come back to Bally- floe than day !” She panted, and drew back her head to gaze at him. - “Bruce l” “I did not come back,” he reâ€" peated, in a frenziedi voice. “I went straight to Scarfross! Great Heaven 2â€"do you' doubt me! - A d zen witnesses can prove it. There were men whose side I never left, Lord Harryâ€"-Donald. Go back!â€"â€"- why I did not go back for weeks; 1 was nearly killed the following morningâ€"â€"” “Blénche!” he returned, quick- ONLY A FEW OF US. u: (To he continued.) Nothing will thaw the frigid heart of a. may as quickly as a pretty woâ€" man’s tears. When Gerund replied, it was in a subdued, almost hopeless tone, but with absolute conviction. “D-do you‘ know,\my d-dear, that the clock is st-tâ€"tuttering again ‘2” four I” “Fâ€"four o’c-clock I” echoed Geâ€" ;und in @‘ggntly gurprised and hurt tone. “Why; it’é j~j-jus’flrdné o’clock.” ’ “Sir,” came the frigid voice from abovg,‘ “the clock has just struck _ “What 30 you mean, sir?” vthun- dered his wife, “by coming home at four o’clock '1” “Y-y-yes, m’dear, that’s/ih-rflé l” delightedly answered Gerund. “Is‘ that you, John 2” accused Mrs. Gerund‘f‘rom the landing. 1 11v Gerund, who stuttered badly, re- turned home at four mm. in a, bliss- ful‘mood from an “evening” at the club. On entering the house, he wag greeted from above ‘by Mrs. Ge- rund, and» the following dialogue ensued: ‘ Major Badenâ€"Powell has written several articles on aeronautics, 111-, eluding ‘Ballooning as a Sport.” He invented a. man-lifting kite in 1894 and made frequent ascents by ‘kites in following years. He re- ‘founded the Aeronautic Society and act-ed as its honorary secretary for some yea-rs, after which‘she was elected president. He joined the“ Scots Guards in 1882 and has seen much actual service. He served with his regiment and on staff throughout thefiSouth African war. loommunications, could carry Ides- patches and communicate with any ibesie-ged place; in savage. warfare 1they would have great moral effect by dropping bombs to spread panic among the ignorant enemy; as, a lookout; unsurpassed as a, coign of vantage for the commander-in-chief during an action; advantages of the airship as compared to the marine 'vessel, great-er speed, wider View, ability to rise to a sufficient “height to avoid projectiles and to get‘verâ€" tically above an enemy. All evoked tremendous enthusiasm. ~ He specifically pointed out that they could be utflizred as follows: ‘Reconnoissance, obtaining complete and reliable information of the enemy’s position, movements 0‘ -armaments and numbers; transnor tation of troops by the employment 20f th‘usands of a‘eroplanas capable {of carrying three or four men each; discharge explosive with much (iamâ€" age by hovering over the enemy’s joountry and dropping bombs on powder magazines, stores, brxdges and 1‘ailways;raids, by carrying ismall parties of troops for DASHING FORAYS ; “I am anxious that the country wake up to the necesity of 401m; jits utmost to perfect these craft. We €stil1 are strangely'apathetic. The *future dirigibles and aeroplanes will be as far ahead of those of to-day ‘as the present locomtives are aheafl ‘of the first locomotive built.” Major Baden Powell said. â€"â€" “There is no doubt that the ma, chines of to-day, both dirigibles and aeroplanes, (are . capable of the greatest use'in case of war. Let- us not forget that they could come» without warning from the contin- ent and wreak great damago. W; must- make preparations to defend ourselves against such possible agâ€" grebsion.” to. adopt themselves t9 aerial m2»â€" chmes. “We have ben contented 'tE) 'vait and benefit by the experience of others,’ said Lord Roberts. ‘ “We cannot afford to be behindâ€"hand We must make our machines, have trials and have a staff of men The assertion that aeroplanes will displace horseain future war- fare, and form‘mvounts for dashing squadronssof aerial cavalry signal ized an address by Major Baden- Powell, before the Royal Unite] Service Institution, London, re- cently, While Lord Roberts uttered a stirring demand that England wake up and prepare for the utiliz- ation of aerial craft and prosecute systematically the development of the airship and aeroplane. A large audience of military and naval men and aerrmautical experts signified their enthusiastic assent. Major Baden-Powell Says British Nation Dare Not Fail Behind; AEROPLANES WILL DISPLACE HORSES IN WARS. AIR FLEET FOR ENGLAND THAT CLOCK AGAIN. TRAINED AND READY â€"â€" s... «.5'.._â€"â€"â€".’-. TEARFUL. lbe definitely laid out, preferably in groups, so arranged for rotations that the number of fields in each group equals the number of years the rotation runs; that them may be the same acreage devoted to each of the three great classes of rota- tion crops and of the permanently 1seeded. crops each year, viz., the grains, the grass crops, and the cwltivated crops; The live stock and other means of reducing the crops to more finished form's, bringâ€" ing higher prices per acre, must also be managed in a, more systeâ€" matic manner, so that the general results in their relatibne to each crop can be recorded and compar-_ ed, that the unprofitable enterprises may thus be‘ reduced and more at- tention devoted to those which give, the best profits. ‘To keep accounts which give ‘re- §ults comparable from year to year, the farm must be arranged accord~ ing to a. gyspapn. The fields must There are good cows and poor icows in all breeds. Whatever breed [you may choose you will find it !necessary to employ the service of the scales and the BILbGOCl-i _test,. and be governed by their verdict, ri‘oo much bother“; Well, perhaps so but. if you are not willing to use your brains as well as your hands, and to look carefullyflalfter all the details of the business, better left the cows alone entirely, for the probabilities are you were not born in the right time of the moon to make a successful dairymen‘ any« way. If you cannot find pleasure and satisfaction in looking after the details of the business, noting the improvements and failures, study: ing into the reasons for the success or failure, either there is something locking in your early education or} else you have mistaken your calling and had better continue raising wheat to sell as long as the farm will produce paying crops, then sell the farm and go to town to live. 01'. what would be better still, seek some other employment than farm-5 ing at once, ‘Life is largely what we make it, and a young manl should carefully study his own inâ€"‘ clination and capabilities in choosJ ing an occupation for life. If‘ he has no natural liking for domes-- tie animals and takes no interest in animal life, better choose some“ other occupation than farming, for; the raising of animals of some kind is a. necessary adjunct tot-he best 2 development of the farm. ‘ BRAINS AS WELL AS HANDS. During the process of. ripening, the cream should be stirred occa- ionally to obtain best results. Just what is the result of stirring is not entirely known or why it is neces- sary, but it is known that cream when fmquently stirred ripens with a more uniform and finer flavor than crehm which is ripened Without stirring. ' ‘ ' During the last few hours of rip- ening there should be taken into consideration the temperature at which the cream must be churned. When it is completely rips or has reached that point where the flavor is fine and the aroma good, it should be quickly brofight to the temperature necessary for churn- ing if not already at that temperaâ€" ‘ture. If it has to be lowered sever- al degrees, it should stand at the churning temperature for a period of three or four hours before churning. This becomes necessary because the butterâ€"fat is a. poor; “conductor of heat and takes longer; to change in temperature than the milk serum. Every one is familiar with the fact. that oils and fats cool very slowly. When cream from several separa- tions is collected, the churning should not be made fof a number of hours after the addition of the last batch of cream. Unless this time is given the fresh cream addâ€" :ed will not have soured throughout the mass of sour cream; and if in this condition much butter fat will be lost in the buttermilk. Time must be given for complete and thorough blending of the various lots so that they are practically one, the acid being developed in all alike. This may be done very niceâ€" ly by taking the previous night’s separation as the last and churnâ€" ing the next day: thus giving ample time for the proper ripening of the last cream added. wwwwmofia PREPARING FOR THE CHURN- Wow“ SYSTEMATIC FARMING. 0n the Farm