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didn't thank Howard for the ofier; no thanks were necessary. "The thing is (:0 sudden that I have not made any plans. I suppose there's something I can do to earn mv living. I‘ve no brains, but I'm pretty strong. I might drive a hansom all) or an omnibus; better men than I have done worse. Leave me aflone, old man. to have a, pipe and think of it." Howard lingered for an hour or two, for he felt that though Stafford had dis- missed him. he had need of him; and when he had gone Stafford took his hat and wen-t out. He did not can] a hansom. but walked on regardless of his route. and lost in thought. Something of the weight that head crushed him had been lifted from his heart: he was pennileea. the future stretched darkly before hlm with a darkness through which there ap- peared no road or sign of light; but he was free. He would not be compelled to go to the altar. there to perjure him-self with an oa-th to love and cherish one wo- man while he loved another. I am afraid he did not feel much pity for Maude, sim- pfiy because he did not realize how much she cared for him. Stafford passed brow; and a smile his lips. "I don'tknow." ' 's‘mfibla Tvfiiféd, his pale r‘ statue'a. ‘ there is no need for any precipitate ac- tion. Iâ€"er-the fact is. Staff, I have_ a sum of money lying at the bank which absolute-1y annoys me by its uselessness. The bank manager has been bothering me about it for some lime past, and it was such a, nuisance that I thought of tossing him whether he showld take it or I. It isn't muchâ€"a man doesn't, amass a (large fortune by writing leaders for the new;- paners and articles for reviewsâ€"but of course you wouldn’t, be so mean as 10 re. fuse to borrow what there is. I‘m very much afraid that you'll sufier by this .ab- surdly quixotic action of yours, which. mind you! though I admire it, as I and- mire the siege of Troy. or the battle of Waterloo, is a iece of darned foolish- Hess. However. et that go! What do you mean -to do?" "1 don‘t, know yet," said Stafl’ord. He didn't, thank Howard for the ofier; no thanks were necessary. “The thing is $0 sudden that I have not made any plans. I suppose pherc's something I can do to earn mv living. I‘ve no brains, but I'm Dret-ty strong. I might drive a hansom "I don'¢.knoxv." he s was theirs, not mine." -"Stufl' and rubbish!" "You thought, only of fathers good name. I ' you than. Maudeâ€"â€"â€"” V Ackmérmomeutâ€"Howm‘d came om had almost. fought; his way from crowded room. . - “I know." said Stnfi‘or sidered. Let us go 110mg “0f counse now we have to go into a committee of ways and means, my dear smfi. you won't» mind my asking you what you're going to do? 1 need not say that there is no need for any precipitate ac- tion. Iâ€"er-the fact is. Staff. I have_ a sum of money lying at the bank which absolute-1y annoys me by its uselessness. The bank manager has been bothqring me â€"-‘Thut. Maudeâ€"wall. you don't, 0 her to consider the engagement, bi: afterâ€"after this?" The blood rushed to St-afford's inc “I understand." he said. “Miss F: er is free. I resigfl all claim to he Stafford!" he cried. "It is not 100181.!!! You can take it back! They are friendly!" Stafford smifled. . "I've nothing to take back!" he said. Howard linked his arm in his friend's. "Good gracious! But. it was Spiendld! But all the same~Stn-fi‘0rd. have you con- sidered? It. will leave you practically Deninilessrfl They went to Stafford's room. Howard was hot with the enthusiasm of admira- hon. and wim the effort to suppress it: for nowadays men do not, vtolerate praxse even from their dearest friend. It seem- ed to Howard as if Staflord's act; of r_e- nunciatvion 1nd brought ‘him a certam sense of relief. as if some portion of the lfieavg weight had been lifted from 1116 93.12. He walked on for some time and at last found himself somewhere down by the Minoriee, in that mysterious East End. of which we hear so much and of which we know so little. A little farther on he came upon the river and he swod for a moment-or two watching some sheep and cattle being driven on board an ocean tramp. The sight of them recalled He- rondaile and Ida; and he was turning away, with a. sigh, when a burly man with a large slouch hat stuck on the back of his head came lurching out of one of the little wooden offices on the quay. He was apparently the owner of the sheep. or in some way concerned with them. for he harangued the drovers in a flow of language whlch. though rich in profanity was poured forth in a pleasant and jovial voice. He had been drinking unwraer and too well, and as he wobbled richly about the small quay me happened to lurch against Stafford. who was attempt.- ing to meld him. He begged Stafiord's pardon profusely and with such good- nntured penitence that Stafford. in addi- tion to granting him the forgivean he requested, asked him where the sheep and cattle were going. "To my little place. Salisbury Plain." Seeing the astonishment which Stafford could not keep out. of his face, the man laughed {and explained. ‘Not. vour Salis- bury Plum. not the place here in Eng- land. but in the Burraâ€"Burra. country. Austrnlia." he pointed with his fat hand downwards. “Right underneath. They‘re prize rams and bulls. I like to have the best. and I paid a long price for them; but. I've got enough left for a drink if you'll come and have one." Stafford declined; but the man clung on to his arm. and thinking it the easiest way of getting rid of him. and. to evoxd a scene. Stafford accompanied him to the clean and inviting little public at the cor- ncr of the quay. and permitted the man to order :1- glass of ale for him: the bill'- maid. without receiving any intimation. placed a. large joruin of rum before the man. who remarked. after raising: his a scene. Stafford accompanie( clean and inviting little puin ner of the quay. and nermitl to order a. glass of ale for h maid. without receiving any placed a. large jorum of run man. who remarked. afiel- glass to Staffer-(1's health: "Yes, sir. and I'm going boasts. I've no‘hing to say England. so long as You don live here. I've been here six FREE T GEBLS and A mush Young Man: m. CHAPTER XXXIII.~ 57 cards in each set- . d 113 your name an we WED and you aids to sell. When sold sen us the w and we will send you the locket chain. Address. H0 MERrWABREN C0 ., 49 - - Toronto, Ont. Cards at Stafford Or, the Belle of the Season. his your need and across hi; 111 5111110. curved Continued said Locket and Ghah1 don't expect =ment binding >rd'_s face. "Mlss Falcon ace set, like a d Falconer. 5611', of Your scarcely tell ‘I have con- The money kme to those 01d there's only one thing that I fe_el I wan-t and can’t, gehâ€"no. miss. it, mn't rum. there's plenty of tlhmt‘il's air, air. Lapp- pose the City [rents are used ‘to llvmg wnhout, it, though some of you look Dale enough. You don't look quite the dung youreelf. sir; rather white about- the gllls. and not. enough mom, on you. Ah! I'd sopn wlter that, if I had you at Salisbury Plan. I should like to take out a whole shlp- load of you; and. mind. I could do thh a few, and pay you better wages (than you get in the Oihy of London. And the Me! Why. you'd ¢hink yourselves kings, thl} “Maude!” he exclaimed, startled out of his self-possession. Then it, flashed up- on him that she should not, be there. in his rooms, alone; and he looked at her gravely. “Why have you come. Maude?" he said. “Wait but one moment and I will call a cab-go home with you." “No,” she said. present/1y. “Did you think I should not, come, Stafford? I have been here for hours." She drew nearelj to him. her eyes, so cold to others, burmyg like sapphires as they were raised to bus. - ‘ - \ . v Ln: “my”! what When Stafford left the little public house. he held the envelope in his hand and was arboht to tear it, up. when he checked himself and mechanically put it into his pocket. The incident, if it. had not actually amused him, had diverted his mind in a wholesome manner for a short space; but he had almost, forgotlten it when he reached his moms. The time had slipped by him and it. was now tw1- light. and as he was crossing the room in the dusk to ring the bell for a light, :1 woman rose from his chair and came to- ward him with outstretched hands and his name on her lips. Falconer ieli you?" She laughed and threw back her head with a defiant geswx‘e. "Yesâ€"as if it mattered! As if anyone â€"even heâ€"coufld separate us! Beanies, what, he said was in a. fit of temper. he was annoyed by your surrendering the money. And he could not speak for meâ€" could not control me." “Let me get a light," said Stafford. “No matter," she said. as if she could not bear him to leave her side, even for a. moment. “Stafford, dearest, you will not, think of. you will forget, when he said! It, was spoken in a moment of irritamon. Oh. my dearest, let me look at you~it is so long since I saw you. so long. so long! How pale you are, and how weary look- ingl” , .. W, ...M. -mma his: mask and “A cigar? Right you are," the settler replied. promptly. He took 0111, an envel- ope, intending to screw it, uu for a. llght, but, suddenly caught sight of the address. and with genial gravity handed the en- velope to Stafford. “There's my nameâ€"â€" Henex‘y Jofi‘ler, and there‘s my address. and anybody at Melbourne will tell you the best. way of getting therel Come when you like, winter or summer. and. you'll find Henry Joffler ready «,0 rec-ewe you with a welcome. Now I will have a drink.‘ he remarked, as if he had not partake!) of one for a, calendar month. nKe 539011“?! um um: "V‘v .m...‘ H "Dld you think when I had heard what you had done that I should keep away? No! Ivâ€"I am proud of youâ€"can you not gueu’s how nroudFâ€"my heart is aching with 1t. An, but it was like you. Staf- ford!" As she put h_e.r buy} on his shoulder _ “.31” AP “ruin a horse to ride and plenty to eat. and plenty. of fun. But, 'there! you can't tell yvhat It‘s like unless you’ve seen it, and If ever you should have a fancy to see ‘t. ypu come out, to Salisbury Plain. to my lltflle Name on the Burra-Burra: for I like the look of you, voung man: you're a gentleman. though I‘ve an idea. you're down on your luckâ€"I ain't so drunk that I can‘t see through a man's eyes, and phere’s trouble in yours, Been out-run- lng the constable. eh? And you're not We proud to take a drink with an honest manâ€"honest, though mug-l1, maybe." “Not at all.“ said Stafford, “and now you willl take a drink with me, or shall We make it a. cigar?" for he did not. Want to lend the man any further on {be road of inebriety. I am sorrY_Â¥0u and a nd fore She laughed. “How proud you a you for it! You um sert, you. as most we laqghgad again "If y "'fiér other a she would 11: her lin‘s._b\lt; 5113 laugueu. "Haw proud you am! Yes. and I love you for it! You think chat I shouid de- sert. you. as most. women would do!" She laughed again “If you were a pauperâ€"" “It. is when your father called me.” he said. gravely. She smiled up int-o his gloomy eyee de- flanrbly. teniptinglyi . “What deee it matter? I'am richâ€"my father is richâ€"~" Stafiord winced and his face flamed. but she had turned aside (01' a. moment. and did not see the efi‘ect of her words. “And you have more than wean-ch." she laughed. "I reminded him of mat. and it eobered him. 011, believe me! for all his nretended stoiciam. my fa. ther values a title as keenly as most men and at. heart is anxious to see his daugh- ter a buroness." Stafiord hit. his lip. “I will take you home now." he said. Somekhing in his voice told her that, she had made a, wrong step. that. ahehad fail- ed. With a. cry _she clung to hLm more highly. and drmvmg back her head, scan- ned his face. “Stafford! Youâ€"you don't mean to leave mejtonyhr‘ow me off! Say 1tâ€"-pro- ,._\.,.,z Munopinqnv a nd (N1 MAB Ill-aw. "Stafford! Youâ€"you don't mean to leave meâ€"to throw me off! Say itâ€"proâ€" misc me!" She laughed hysterical-1y and would have sli ped to her knees at his feet; but. he had her firmly. "See, dear- est. 1 wouldjlead to you. pray to you! I tunâ€"so airmd. But yqu Won't do thatâ€" you won't leg auyl-hmg separate us? Hush! there is my father._ Stafford. you will! listen. you W111 agree!" As Falconer knocked at the door, :he released Stafford, but stood near him, with her hand resting on hi arm. Fal- vouer came in apclqregarded Lhem from fihfiér his "I migh Been t and \V ens“; Y'o-J'éhbu-ld not W \éé have gement-.’ ' arm went round his neck, and have drawn his face down to It Stafford checked her. u-ld not be here." he summer- In her :aid harshly game to him re. “Why E Le thing that I ~no. miss, it 3f thatâ€"it‘s n-‘u‘ [rents are us( thing else.” he said. "But came. Maude. Didn't Mr. used ‘to living f you look Dale nine the thing about. the gills- )11. Ah! I'd fiopn and "W or shall not, want {he road “In everything. in every wa-y. but this.’ he said. with the same ominous quietude‘ “If you are content to drop the title. to share the life of a near and an ordinary workingâ€"manâ€"zs I hope to bew" He held out. his hand. and she would 'have taken it. clung to it. but her father strode between them. and with :1. harsh laugh. exclaimed: ‘ “You fool! Don't you see hhat, he is wanting to get rid of you. that he is only too glad of the excuse. Have you no touch of Womanlinesfl in you. no sense of shameâ€"" Under "fifeâ€":75 i1 hue?" she asked hoarsely. “Tell me! Is what he says true? Thatâ€" Ixhat rather than marry 1119 you would 20 ouQ, into the wmfld nenmlem. to earn your divingnyou? Answer! Doâ€"do you love me?" E‘s eyes dropped, his teeth clenched. and the moment of silence hung heavy m the room. She turned from him. her hand going to her brow with a gesture of wean- nese and despair. "Let us go,” she said to her father. “He does not love meâ€"he never did. I thought thgit perhaps rip timeâ€"in t1meâ€"" The'sighfl 6f her humiliation than Stafford could bear. He her and laid his hand on hens. the love 1 offer you?" When her father had led her mway, Stafford sank into a chair and hid his face in his hands. He was no longer free. the shackles were still upon him. And he was practically pennifless. What should he do? He got his pipe and felt in his pecket for his matches. As he did so he came upon Mr. "Henery” Jofiler'e en- veflope. He Hooked at it, vacant-1y for a. moment or two: then he laughed, a. laugh that was not altogether one of derision or amusement. Ida had found her life at Laburnum Villa hard enough in all conscience be- fore (the night. of the concert. but it he- came rstill harder after Mr. Joseph’s con< descending avowwl of love to her and her inevitably scorn‘ful refusal. She avoided him as much as possible. but she was forced to meet him at the family break fast. a meal of a cold and dismafl charac- ter, generally partakeu of by the almlable family in a. moose and gloomy silence or 10 an accompzn 'ment of irritable and nagging personal criticism. Mr. Heron. who sufiered from indigestion. was always at his worst at breakfast time; Mrs. He- ron invariably appeared meaner and more lachrymose; Isabel more irritable and dissatisfied; and Joseph. whose blood- shot, eyes and swo‘hlen lips testified to the arduous character of his “late work at the office," went through the pretence'of a. meal with a sullen doggedness whiclh evinced itself by something like a. snarl if anyone Aaddressed him. “Stafford swung on 1 to himâ€"to will yieldâ€" torteul Falconer, brutal]; to my daughter's marry “A pauper is one who Stafl'crd. his face whitr have not ye; begged~â€"' “Waitâ€"Maude.” he said. hoareely. "I must Jaymhe tit-Io aside: I cannot. accept ynur father‘s money. I must work. an! other and better men have done, are do- ing, If you will wait until I have a. home to ofier youâ€"" I She turned to him. her face glowmg. her Gym flashing. “I willll go with you now, nowâ€"-t.his mo ment‘. to povertyâ€"to peril, anywhere. 0h. Smfiord, can't. you see, can‘t, you value Smfiord the love She went h‘m and advancinrt in into his eyes. Hitherto 'he had, of course. been particu- larly, not. to say unpleasantly, civi'l to Ida, but after his renulse his manner he- came marked by a cavert insolence which was intended to remind her of her depend- ent position. and the fact that, her most dvirect_means of escape from it. was by accepting him as her lover. This man- ner of his. offensive as it was intended to be. Ida coqud have borne with more or rless equanimity; for to her. alas! Joseph Heron seemed of very u‘ittle more account. than one of the tradesmen's boys she saw occaswnaUy coming up to the house; but. after treating her to it for a. day or two in the hope of breaking her spirit, as he would have expressed it, his manner changed to one of insinuating familiarity. He addressed her in a low voice. almost a. whisner. so that his sister and mother could nm hear. and he smiled and nodded at her in would-be mysterious manner, as if they \ re sharing some secret. Though Idi, did not know it, it. was meanp to rouse Mrs. Heron's suspicions; and it succeeded admirably. Her thin, narrow face would flush angrily and she wowld look across at Isabel significantly. and Isabel would snigger and toss her head. as if she quite understood. Ida often weni, to her own room before over an L1 en t. )cto‘b e‘r CHAPTER XXXIV father malike Com. Horton she sank the HeLa. 7 sank a, destroyer. Torpedoels aside with a gesture stafio‘rd. looked straighi Submarine 19“ M aude ‘Why thi and one day as ow, nowâ€"-this ml) il, anywhere. 0h. can‘t, you value as Then she do you speak Stafiord, you If pauper~â€"” ' said Door marble. "I was more strode to clenched. heavy m her hand of Weari- conecn Mama: she The New York Evening Post, in comment on the celebration of the 25th anniversary of the opening of the Johns Hopkins Hospital, de clares that the whole country did not contain in 1889, outside of the ho‘Spi-tail‘s, more't‘han a, few hundred trained nurses. Now they exceed 100,000 in number. The standard of their qualifications is steadily rising. In the encouragement of this new profession the Johns Hop- kins Hospital contributed powerâ€" fully. It opened a, training school for nurses simultaneously with the hospital itself: The world wants all the trained nurses for its sufferers on beds of sickness that it can afford. We do not need wars, and conflagrations, and earthquakes, and vices, in or- dér to “make work.” In supply- ing the legitimate and wholesale needs of the worch such as the proper care of the» si-ck, we have a. volume of work awaiting perform- ance which will tax the resources of every civilized land for genera- tions to come. rIlhere could hardly be a bent/er; illustration of the way the modern world has created new calllings, in proportion to its ability to sustain them, than in the rise of the train- ed nurse. In the old days the sick man was taken care of by his fam- ily by day and by “watchers” from the neighborhood by night. These were the village blacksmith or painter, perhaps a fraternity asso- citve mate. But he was inexperi- enced and poorly equipped for the work. To drnft, him for it was no small imposition. But, of course, the system was economical and still prevails where the trained nurse seems an extravagance. toiled slowly hémo from she almost felt inclined lust, refuge of the desti‘ one of the advertisemen helu: anything would be an on living: the Xife in ( her lot at Laburnum \'i As she approached the that, the RM was m in It As she approached the house. she saw 11131, the 29.5 was ht, in the drawing-room, and the sound of voices. in which a strange one mingled. penetrated throu h the thin door {LS ehe net-seed thruugh t a hall (0 her room. While she was taking off her hat. there came a hurried knock. and Isabel entered in her best, dress. $119 was flushed and in a flutter or eXCitc‘ ment. RISE OF THE TRAINEE!) NURSE. When the doctor called to see the baby its’mother informed him that the medicine left for the infant the day before was all gone. “Impos» sible !” declared the surprised physician. “I told you to give him a teaspoonful once an hour.” a teaspoonful once an hour.” “ers, but John and mother and I and the nurse have each had to take a teaspoonful, too, in order to get baby to take it.” The old gentleman’s wife was getting into a- carriage, and he neg< lected to assist her. “You are not so gallant, John, as when I was a gal,” she exclaimed, in gentle re- buke. “No,” was his ready re- snonse. “and you are not so buoy- spouse, “and y< ant as when I xx mamg gig; on September 13 are her Weapons o be continued :Ul Gone. “'85 untry and on than ich FREE T9 EMS Mechanical Train & Tracks Husbandâ€"Dr, B. said an alcohol sponge would do me good. Wife-â€" To which of your cronies did he re- “I don't want to ‘brag about my- self. I’ve done many foolish things in my time, but I’ve been wise in one way.” “What’s that?” “I never had the idea that I could paper a bedroom myself.” Including locomotive. tender. two 1389‘ senger coaches, track making large oval. Locomotive has strong clockwork mech- an-ism and coaches are of metal. htho- graphed in colors. Send us your name and address and we will send you 40 sets of Xmas and onhonj postcards to sell at 10 cents a. set (six beautiful cards in each set). When sdld send us the money. and we win send you the prize. all charges prepaid. Addreas fer Homer-Warren Co. DEPT. 47. TORONTO. Wise.