The Democrat and Watchman from Wellsford, Kansas • 6

TERSI I ABrS NAME. MATT TO was given the choice of death by hanging Of shooting. He chose the rope, although exhorted by bis rough fiends id select the bullet as the most expedient ani respectable agent of extinction. When reasoned with by Riley, he stated that he preferred to be banged, "for," said ni, "J'va Beec-many a good man shot, and I want to see otus banged." A few daya before the day of fiotf Riky managed to secure an CV- f4-Ji4-iJ fAlw ft Vwfioir 1.4.1 1 stairs with tty habjr iH LOfd Archie standing in the midst of the group of aw-strickeh and bewildered youngsters'. HAspoketb.bhe or hvOpf them; the eldest bojr them; and found that Marcus Orford's little anecdote had bten liberally doctored in the matter of pronunciation and accent, and that he in common with all others, spqke yerr ell indeed, and if not quite up to his own standard, still very much above the average of a better class of children than those living in that part of War-necliffe.

And then Mrs. Arnitt Appeared again, (and said the sick man was very anxious to see his lordship if he would go up. So Lord Archie went up alone, Paul's, but for the very life I couldn't then, and have never been a.ble Bittcte. to put a name to it. And yto 1 almost fancy-and think of it every time I get a fair look at him that I've seen the face with a tuft above it.w "A tuft! you don't mM Xt Orford cried.

'Yes, 14. I get back to a certain point, and then I seem to come to a dead-wall, which blocks me completely." "Oh, you must he wfelaten, or be mixing him up with somebody else," Orford declared. "It couldn't be, you tonow; somebody would be sure to recognize him." "Well, I may by' Lord, Admitted "I may be bttt btill I've had the same impulsion ever since I have been in the regiment. Still, as you eay, I may be mixing him up with somebody else." "Why don't you mk him outright?" "I did hint at it oncfi; One bt trio horses was sick, and wa had a good On. Oneq One hat One i kin nctt diiiiir per i i ei -ca''H mil liiisiu ess I or ar per unli agreed, TTien father took the Bible down.

And in his clear old fashioned hand Cpon its ltccord pages brown lie wrote the name as it should stand. Eut protest came from all the rest At givingsuch a little fairy The dearent, sweetest and the best) That antiquated name to carry. -And aunts and second cousins cry "A name so worn and ordinary Could not be found if one should try As thatanio appellation And and o'er amta they laud Her yellow cur's, nor baby grace, "Oa, call hor or Or for her angel face" "But tlie will change iis golden fleece To match the e3'0 ih dusky splendor; Far better name her 'Imogen, ucrene and tender." "'Oh, name the child for Aunt Louisa, I'orisie, good soul, is well-to-do, 'Thmiompliment is suro to plejvse her, And we can call the darling Most prudent counsel, all too late! 'Twixt Malaclii's and Matthew's pages Appears, unchangeable as fate, The name beloved of all the ages. The Ancient gem, its purity Unspoiled Bhall grace our latest beauty; Sometime on dearor lips to be The synonym of love and duty. And gracious Womanhood adorn, Howeverfor'tune's gift may vary, Till on adp.y jke Easter morn hevs the Master call her "Mary." Columbus Dispatch, A HIDDEN MHO.

J. 8. Winter, in Harper's Bazar. Lord Archie Falconer was keopJng his hunters to the tune of a modest eoupte out of barracks, and was on liis 'way to see them, when he chanced to meet with Marcus Orford. His way lay through a poor and forlorn-looking district, laid out in small sind narrow streets of ugly little featureless houses, built in rows to the cultivation of nothing but a certain air of crushed and melancholy meek neatness, and situated about midway between the barracks and the town of Warnecliffe.

It was peopled chiefly iby such of the Benedicks among the rank and file of the Black Horse as were not on the strength of the regiment. Marcus Orford was laughing asLorf Archie approached him, and ho felt his own face expanding into a broad emiJo instantly. "'What are you lanrfJna at?" he de- t-rty. CS jTOOll COII Geo. A-list i KmiMis hind If you punter.

Mem. county Jarvis OmUli Hour barrel full Blliil.T, I 1 i Handed. Sum. Dutn, r-' Father Crusslicld a fond jf stcrdny," the other an- passuu toiMiigu uiaii jirmti was (town witn 1 Scon count v. 1 severe attack of congestion of the fijiu-sii'1' 'V Jungs a very serious case, his wife tn comsfT told me the doctor had pronounced it.

silitaliiy ftjp JfbltJf wife' aftijl huJ, whir did tffltl hilrV vmlralf ittikd and let that young ruffian Tag ustti'U yOdr f'i'll tell yoii. As kid! Taff fla'tfjg refused to clear out of the way, ant? challenged me yes, actually challenged nie-rto, produce, my proofs against had them safe' and sol told him-; they're in that, bo1 how; I shouldn't have spoken what would have been.the good? It would have broken. myJathers heart, and tarnished our ldhame; ahdithis rirl was dead) had been lyiiig lead among the sedge and bulrushes for hours before we found her. All the ruin that could come upon the Mannersleigh family would not bring her back again, so I determined to keep silence, simply because I could not see the good of speaking, l't haft day sitting withm lbrd, bdt I happeheo id tie the first to find the poor girl, lying face down ih the water, and as I turned her over I tore open the bosom of her gown, in doing it, when there fell out a letter in aff's handwriting, asking her to meet him in that place at 4 in the afternoon. I concealed it instinctively, and seeing her hand clinched upon something, forced it open and took from It a locket which he had worn on his watch chain at liincheoni I knew it, because we had allndticed.lt; There, was) bit of broken chain attached to ity evidently where she had clutched at it in tha last agony of her struggle with him.

I showed the letter and the locket to him that very night, and then, owing to the gossip, of one of of the servants who had seen me take the locket, or, rather, had seen me take something out of her hand, I was put up on the trial as first witness. As soon as I saw in the report that it was known I had the locket, I made up my mind to clear out of the way at once, tor, though I could keep silence, I could hot give false evidence, I could easier bear ruin and social extinction for myself than I could break my father's heart by putting a rope round my brother's neck. So that night I bolted, and then I got over to Ireland and enlisted in the Twenty-fifth. But I didn't know, I never heard, he was dead. When was it?" "About a year ago," Lord Archie replied.

"Ah, I never heard it," sighing; "and you say Taff has turned over a new leaf?" "Presides at philanthropis and religion." meetings, and so forth. I believe lie's quite a shining light among the unco' "Ah, he'll need it all," dryly. "I fear though, there's not much real good in him. lie was always a bad lot, but my father loved him best ot us all. Well, my time is gettingshort, and if you will get ino a lawyer here at once, I'll settle about the trusteeship; the Booner the better, there's no time to lose.

For the rest, it will soon be over. I shall not see to-morrow; of that I am certain. As soon as you hear of it, I want you to go and see Taff, and tell him all I have told you; tell him that you hold my written word that it is all true, that unless he admits my boy's claim, and allows him to take his place without delay, you have my orders to disclose everything everything! But you will have no trouble; and I should like to lie in the old churchyard at homo beside my mother. Yoii'l) do all this for me, Archie?" anxiously. "I'll do it all to tho best of my power," said Lord Archie, with great lump in his throat and a white mist dancing beforchis eyes, so that the sick man and the little mengro room were blotted out from his vision.

"I didn't know that he had gone, or Ishould have done it before. I always meant tq put my children in their own place, but I didn't know the old man was dead. I only kept out of the way for his sake; it was all for his sake." Ixird Archie rose to his feet. "I'll go for a lawyer at once; but Studham, old fellow, enn't you mako an effort and get well? I wish you would." "It's too late now, Archie; but thank you nil the same." "It wems such a pity," regretfully. "It can't be helped, patiently; "and I kept it from him." And that night Private John Arnitt died, and a week later was buried as John George Aimed, tenth Karl of Mannersleigh, when Stephen, his son, reigned in his stoa' A Story Of Arthur Gllmnn.

From the ISoiton Evening Record. A number of architects were talking the other day of the peculiarities of tho bright men of the profession in Boston, nnd they agreed that the lato Arthur Oilman, who designed the City Hall, Arlington Street Oiurch and Horticultural Hall, took the palm for dashing sclfconlidencc. Tho way in which his practical humor cropped out amid seemingly adverse conditions was re-ralled with two good stories. Though he made A good deal of money lie managed to siend a good deal more, and he result waa that ho applied on ft certain ocension to take the poor debtor's oath. To tie able to take this oath a person has to satisfy the mag istrnte that he is not worth $20 in tho world outside certain exempted articles of property.

The question jmt to Mr. Oilman by the counsel for the creditor elicited the fact that he waa boarding at the Trcmont House, then kept by that prince of landlord, Pa-ran Elevens, at the rate of $10 a week. "Is not this a high price for a man who Hasn't got $20 in the asked he lawyer. The architect hesi-tated about answering this trouble-some question, but on being told by tlie judge that he must reply to it, he exclaimed: "Yes, your honor, have often told Mr. St evens that he was charging me a creat deal too much, and I wish your honor would present the matter to him in this liifht." The coolness of his speech convulsed its hearers, and the judge, who knew Oilman well in his social relations, could not fefrs in from joining in the merriment, lhe witty artQitetb WM lowed to tM the oatb, A 0sw Amii 'Z" Who M8n An Eastern jtftifUfli recently pub-liated ani axcoant bt the shoetffig of eight Texans by ifaitt Riley Kansas' Bone years ago.

The article' etoeiuded With the statement that Eiley some" years after1 the trscg'edy described, was attacked with paralysis and; died in the Eastern States. Eiley did not die' ih the East, but, on the contrary, is alive and fieident of San Francisco, where he has lived the greatest portion of the time since his celebrated adventures in Kansas caused a sensation throughout the Southwest. Matt Riley, or Matt Foster the latter being fus right name was at the date of the occurrence; referred to one of the most noted arid desperate of the professional fighters and gambfefS of the West. He was about thirty years old and in physique the counterpart of the redoubtable John L- of Boston. His whole life has been passed in scenes of rough adventure.

When a boy he entered the civil war on the Confederate side, being a native of Arkansas, and finally graduated as a full-fledged bushwhacker. At the burning of Lawrence, he obtained a considerable share of booty, and, growing tired of fighting for his party, concluded to do something for himself; At that time the sparse population and peculiar conditions of life in Kansas offered great inducements to a desperate man, and Riley made the great state his abode. He filled several positions was sheriff of Ellsworth and was deputy marshal at Newton at the time of the sensational adventure with the Texans. McClusky, the marshal of the town, was Riley's partner. Riley had formed McClusky's acquaintance at Laramie, where he met him in company with some of the most desperate characters that ever infested the West.

Subsequently McClusky and Riley met on the Atchison and Topeka road, and they became partners in the preservation of the peace, and the proprietors of a hurdy-gurdy and gambling house at Newton. On the day of McClusky's death Riley had been out hunting a horse thief, and got back in the afternoon. While standing outside the dance house talking to some one he noticed that the place was doing a lively business. There was eight women dancing on the floor and as many more peddling drinks, and the cowboy element was numerous and uproarious. McClusky was sitting on a chair with his back to the wall looking at the proceedings, when of a sudden a party of Texans who had planned to kill him sprang forward from the crowd and began to shoot at him.

McClusky had killed one of their men some time before, but was wholly unsuspicious of an attack, and he was riddled with bullets before he could draw.his pistol. The desperate character of the man asserted it-selt in the death agony, and his last movement was to cock his pistol and point it at his assailants. He had not strength to press the trigger, however, and fell on his face, dead. At the first report of the Texan's pistols, Riley started for the dance house. His quick eye took in the tragic situation of his partner at a glance, and in an instant he had seized the nearest Texan by the neck, and, holding him up before him as a living target, opened a fusillade on the assassins.

When the firing ceased there were nine men lying on the floor dead and wounded. When Riley loosened the grasp of his herculean arm from the neck of his human shield the tenth victim of the terrible encounter drop- Eed lifeless to the boards. He had een dead before the encounter had well begun, but if he had not succumbed to the pistols of his comrades thero was a cartridge in Riley's third pistol at his service. Eight of the dead and wounded men weie of the party of Texans who had murdered McClusky. Tho other two men who had been killed in the affray were railroad hands and on-lookcrs at the tragedy.

It spoke volumes for the closeness of the shooting that only two bullets had flown so wide of the intended marks as to bring down innocent victims in the crowded dance hall. Kiley remained in Newton threedays afterthe sensational affray, and then found it expedient to leave for parts unknown. He subsequently figured in several desperate affairs on the line of the I'nion Pacific railroad, and through Colorado, Utah, New Mexico and Nevada. Orders had been issued on the Union Pacific railroad to allow no monte gamblers to ride on the trains, and in obedience to this command Captain Payne of the Omaha depot police tried to eject Ililey and his partner, Sullivan, while traveling from Council Bluffs to Omaha. He put off Hullivan.

but Riley refused to leave the rain, nnd in he struggle which ensued tho captain was knocked senseless by A blow from the desperado's pistol. After this tha trains of the Union Pacific were uncomfortable for Riley, and he moved his headquarters. Ilia partner, Hullivan, like almost every partner he ever had, met ft tragic death, another gam-bid-, named Duval, shooting him in Chicago. After parting with Sullivan, Ililey formed a partnership with the notorious Jack Wiggins, and oicned a targe saloon in Salt Lake City. On the opening night a Mormon known as Dutch John, who figured an a destroying angel, entered the saloon and intimated to Wiggins, that no Gentile would be Allowed to run such an establishment in the city.

Some hot words following, the destroying angri eifted a bottle and hurled it Ihroueh ttis large mirror behind the bar, shivering the glass, into fragments. Wiggins had his pistol out almost before th destroying angel swung the bottle, and the crash of glass was drowned in the report of a shot that sent Dutch John to eternity. For the inatispv cious incident of the opening night Wiggins waa arrested and sentenced to death. With that lofty consideration which ditinfuihsd Mormon jutice, Wiggw which that worthy improved with The fugitive was concealed for eight days in the cellar under the Walker" House'. Riley had cold his saloon and Btwnt all his money to secure the escape Of Wiggins.

He had hired a notorious character named B'itJ Bean to take the fogative to Evanstofi, Wy. on horseback, as from that ponit be could get East in safety. On the night when Bean waa to have taken Wiggins away the latter asked Riley to give him his pistol.as he had only tw'o of his own, and be wanted another for Bean, whom he expected to fight for him if necessary. Kiley refused at first, as the pistol was an okl friend, but finally yielded to Wiggin's importunities and handed him the weapon. The moment Wigghmgot the pistol be became almost insane with passion, and, seizing Riley, thrust the muzzle of the cocked revolver down the latter's throat till it nearly choked him.

Before Wiggins could carry out his threat to blow the head off his partner Bean and others interfered, and Riley made his escape. He at once went to his lodgings, and, getting another pistol, rushed back to the cellar, but Wiggins had set out on his journey and tragedy was avert-ad. It subsequently transpired that Wiggins was jealous of Riley, whom he suspected of paying attention to his inamorata while he was hiding from the officers ol the law inthe cellar. After escaping from Utah Wiggins could not rest. He soon his whereabouts known by several daring escapades, and was finally arrested and taken back to Salt Lake.

He again escaped, and some years after he was shot in a row in New Mexico. Riley moved to Nevada from Salt? Lake City, and figured in that section as a monte gambler and a hard case generally. Ho finally descended on San Francisco, and, in conjunction with Charles Merion, better known as Boston Charley, a swell mobsman, now serving a term in an Eastern penitentiary, opened the first bunco shop in San Francisco. The establishment was located at tho corner of Sansome and Pino streets, and did a thriving business, the capital being furnished by some business men of the city. While in this avocation Riley, alias Foster, fell desperately in love with a sixteen-year-old girl of Hebrew descent, and finally married her, despite the opposition of her parents, when she was scarcely 16 years of age.

After this exploit he settled down to the comparatively quiet life of a faro dealer, in which profession ho became paralized under remarkably strange circumstances. One night when dealin "a flyer" a gambler won eleven straight bets. Foster, for by that name ho was then known, burst into the wildest pruiuuity, uim viuiuiu mo tion of anger with the wish thaft might be paralyzed if the man worn next bet. The man won, and as faro box dropped from the nervelva hand of the dealer the playeia lookfe 7 1 (n. 1,..

1 T-1 II L' ft 1' 1. .1.1 r( li 1 nf airin Some timeattcr tlie uroKen-aown loncer a stalwart speci men of humanity, but a poor cripple tottering on crutches, was committed to the almshouse, by his wife. It seemed impossible that ho could ever again return to tho world, but the tremendous vitality of the man brought him back from the jaws of death, and lie is again struggling for a living, a cripple, sustained only by the hope that he may somehow regain the affection of his wife, now separated from him by divorce and married again. San Francisco Call. Tho Impending- Crisis.

From tho Detroit Free Tress. i- nt tila titr nf. tha Post office, which he hurriedly read nnd indignantly flung on the floor. On pecond thought he picked it up and placed it in his pocket, but ho was still red in the face when A friend queried: "From your tailor?" 'I "Xo it's blackmail." "How?" "Why, it's from a friend who got married a few years ago. I bad an invite to his wedding, and I bad to take a present costing "Of course." Then his first Anniversary occurred, and it cost me twenty more." "I've been there, old UV "Then he hod a boy born, and oaf set had to whack up on that.

I guess he named that cub after at least thirty of us." "I see." "Then came his birthday. Then hi wife's birthday. Then the second anniversary. Then the cub' birthday." "Exactly. And now?" "Well, his mother-in-law baa coma to live with him, end this is an invitation to come round and tear a $7 rocking chair on her 65th anniversary." "And youU got" Til have to or be ruled ont of onf ect, but I'll have revenge.

There't ser-rn of us in the family, and 111 be hanged if we don't go at it and hold an an-hivenary or something every two weeks for the next ten yean." A correspondent ask: If a man gets 1 cent the find, day of A month, and be is to get it doubled every day for 31 days, bow much will be have coming to him for the thirty-nrrt day?" The amount to be paid for the thirty-first dsv's wii would be over tio.ooo.ooo. The total amount to he paid for the entire tl days would be over $90,000,00 It was a poor little room in which he found himself when he reached the top of the creaking stairwayj but it was clean ahd qhilt the bra was white, if coarse, and there was a pleasant-faced middle-aged nurse in a white cap sitting tie-side the patient, who rose and made her obedience when he entered under the low doorway. Arnitt made a sign to her to leave them, and Lord Archie advanced to the side of the bed. "Why, Arnitt" he said, "I'm; very sorry to find you so 11 1 what fever have you been doing to get like this?" "PvB aboitt borne tij the end the journey," said the sick mail ill a painful undertone, scarcely more tbah a whisper. "Oh! I hotie not, I hope not, put in the1 officer kindly.

"You must keep up your heart. You know, while there's life there's hope.and a man just in his prime, as you are, mustn't think of giving in yet awhile. Besides, there are others to think of, you know, Arnitt there's your wife, and there are your children you must make an effort and do your best to live for their Bakes." "Poor sonis, God help them!" murmured Arnltti. feebly. "I've, never been hiuch good to her, and she's beeii the best and dearest of wives to me; but there'll be a provision for lier and 'or them, never fear; and, Lord Archie it was about that I was ans: Mis to see you when Nellie told mo were down below." "Ought you to i talking so Archie aakfc.Vgen tly interrupting.

He had boticed the change in Arnitt's manner of addressing him a change from "my lbi'd" to "Lord Archie" and it made the i man more familiar than ever. "Oh, yes, yes what will it matter in the end?" impatiently. "Just a few minutes more or less. I must tell you some things, and get you to help my boy into the rights and position which I had to forego and give up. I know you will, when I have told you my story, beginning from the time when you were Archie Falconner, of Paul's, and I was Studham, ot Braze-nose." Lord Archie uttered a sharp cry of recognition and surprise.

"Studham, of BrazenoKe, and the ranks of the Twenty-fifth dragoons! Good heavens! what could have possessed you? You must have been mad mad!" "No, I wasn't mad, not in the least; I was only the victim of circumstances," answered the sick man, with a sad smile; "But, tell me, didn't you know all along?" "I never guessed it. I never suspected it for a moment. I only knew Iliad known you long ago in tha old 'Varsity dnys. Yes; of course you are Stud-ham; but, heavens!" how you are altered." "Fourteen years of thorn nks do make a change in a man, and the Studham you knew was very young and very foolish," the other answered. "Then what can I do for you? Why don't you claim your own, nnd take your own place in the world? It'sab-surd to think of you, Studham nny, but you are not Studham, but Man-iKTslcigli, now, since your father djed dragging out such a life as yours must of necessity be.

It's absurd, nnd we must get you out of this at once." "Xo, no; it's a poor little hole, but I've been happy in it. I'll stay hero to the end of he elm pi cr. We've got to the last pnge, I fancy. Still, my children have rights, and I liavo kept silence long enough." "For Mannersleigh that is, foryour brother Tad." "Y'es, Tall; do you ever hear anything of him? Have you ay idea what kind of a life he is leading?" Iiord Archie laughed. "Oh, he tins turned over a new lent; he 1ms given up the old ways with the old name.

But how came heloproveyourdeath? He must have done it to claim and gain your father's title." "I don't know; I have not heard a word of him for years never since the day when I lust saw him, when I told him I had proof, proof of his guilt for which I have borne the blame a II these fourteen wenry years past. 1 gave him the opportunity of Hyingthe country, which, lie scouted, declaring 1 must be mad, crazy, idiotic to dream of suspect ing him." Of what?" "Murder!" the sick man answered. "He foully and cruelly murdered my mother's niece, our cousin, liecauce lie had made But what am I saying? I nm wandering in my head, that I go babbling out the secret I have kept all hee years to my own hurt and ruin," He looked anxiously at Ixml Archie as he spoke, as if he thought he would rush out of the room and proclaim the whole of his secret to the world at large; but Lord Archie soon set him at rest. "Don't worry yourself. Yon didn't mean to tell me? Well, I shall never disclof it, don't worry yourself about it.

And now tell me what steps I shall have to take tosiTtireyonrson's rights. Have yon made a will, and left your papers in order?" Everything! They are all in that tittle tin box. As to my will, that is tnade, too; but 1 should tike to add omething to it, if yoit will fnsent." Oh, of course; what is it?" "To act as trMee to my children and their mot her. I dare say she will marry agin, and I've provided a suit-ship incon in rase of it." I ll do it, ot course; but, tell me Studham, tell me," revert in instinctively to the old name of their 'Varsity dsys, "why, when you had the power to take tYfrything and provide pronerljf. and uvjuuiu wilu mm; ana one ai-terttttSu I was watching Arnitt put a oandage on, when the conviction that I had known him before came upon me stronger than ever.

'This is not the first time you and I have had to do with a horse together) ArhitV I said to him-. Ik looked tip at me quicklyj a flash of a look as if I might be a detective who had, been tracking him for yearsi and had hunted him down at God's sake, don't my he said, all in a hurry; 'it's ho use pretending that I was once a-' 'An undergrade at I put in; when, poor IwwifRr, lie gave such a cringing Wvbt that I felt sure I'd put my hand on an open wound, and Wished I had let him alone. 'I want to forget all that, my lord; I sunk that life and everything connected with it long he Bald, desperately. 'I wouldn't have joined the Black Horse if I'd ever guessed you Would have been gazetted to '0ht it's all rigtit I'll hot remind you of it again, I told him; for, of course I didn't want to make his burden any heavier for him to carry. I knew his face, bit- Could not remember his and should not try to findoat.

I said' 'I do remember perfectly well that you didn't cajf ine "my lord" in the old Don't talk about the old days-he burst out. 'I forfeited all th.lt made them worth having, and can bear it; but don't remind nig 0f them, if you know what pity So of course I told wouldn't, and no more I did. I Jit-vor tried to find him out, but I've often thought about it, and tried to fix the name I knew belonged to the face, but I never could; it has always eluded my memory just as a dream often does. Yes, there is a queer story at the back of Arnitt's hard life, I know that. It's a strange fate for a man to have been a tuftatBrazenose, and then a private in a marching regiment, with a wifepickedoutof acircus.

And he's fond of her, too; oh, yes, for she is not a bad sort, and was always pretty. Yes, it's a. queer story, very. Well, I must be gett ing along by-by." "By-by," returned Orford, and went on his way, wondering much about the story he had just heard. Meantime Lord Archie went further along the street, and turned in at an archway between two of the little featureless houses, which brought him into the He just cast an eye over the animals, and then inquired of the groom which was Arnitt's house.

The man pointed it out, and Lord Archie crossed the narrow, ill-paved little st reet, and knocked softly on the panel of the door. It was opened by the pretty, fair-haired wife, who look ed worn to death, and had a baby in her arms; two other children, yet little more than infants, clung to her skirts, and the bigger ones stood in the background looking shyly on. "Uood-dny, Mrs. Arnitt. Ilow is your husband?" ho asked.

"Oh, my lord, he's very ill," flie answered with quivering lips and eyes brimming over, not because she had been weeping much, but because the sympathetic tone went straight to her heart, and made it quiver like a barn swept by a strong hand; "he's very ill, indeed; and Ir. lirnnger scarcely gives me nny hope at all." "Who's attending to him? Have you got a nurse or anybody to help you?" Lord Archie inquired. I'Ycs, my lord; Mr. Orford sent one in as soon as ever he heard Arnit waa ill very ill, that is. But he will never got over it, my lord never." And lowering her voice almost to a whixrer.

"He's got something on his mind; 1 know it I'm sure of it." kind of a something?" IOrd Archie asked. "I can't tell that, my lord," she answered; "but something there is, for rertain. Arnitt is a very quiet, close sort of man, and though he's one of the licst husbands" that ever drew breath, and has never given me atross ord since we were married, nnd has never raised his hand to one of the children and they nro trying at times, there's no rimy tug it tie's never told me a word about his post life, never a one. I don't know anything about him, my lord, not even where he wits born, or whether ha has a relation in all the world. But he Isn't like me, my lord; and though he's no lwt tcr now than a common soldier, he's a gentleman, Arnitt is; and sometimes 1 could fancy he was even more than that." Iiord Archie's conscience pricked him a little that he was obliged in honor to kern from this distressed little soul, wit hef pretty fair hair and blue eyes, tlie fact that lie knew the truth of much of what he was snying.

Then A sudden thought came into his mind. "Would he like to see me, do Jrou think?" he asked. "I feH sure tie wou'd, my lord," she answered. "Well, yon might wk him," he said, for he had no desire to disturb what probably were his ex-groom's last hours by recalling painfully to bis mind the incidents ol the pat incidents which lie most likely needed no to remember, and which now be crowding back upon him, as the pst does when we hare nearly done with the present. .1 5 0newern np tii creaung nuK I sent him a basket of things down this morning ice and grapes and jelly nnd so on, you know for, poor devil, it must be hard lines to be'iill in such a hole that" jerking In stick over his shoulder to indicate a row of squalid little houses behind him "and Moore brought back word that he was very bad as bad as he could be.

So 1 thought I'd come round and hear how he is to-day. 'Tis a tidy little place, but terribly bare and comfortless, and I found half a dozen youngsters all squatting about the doorstep.and evidently expecting every minute to hear that the end had come. 'Hollo, my said I to the biggest boy, a lad of 7 or 8, 'are you one of Arnitt's boys?" 'Yes, sir, we're all he piped out. 'Oh, are I said, thinking Arnitt may well look ns hungry as he generally docs. 'And how is your father thin 'Very Lad, Mir mortal bad as bad's he can the youngster piped out in reply.

"An the doctor fays if fattier lives till morning, there'll be some 'open; but if he don't live till morning, he won't have no 'opes at Lord Archie laughed outright, and Marcus Orford continued: "Hut 1 don't believe Arnitt will live till morning, poor chap; and if not. what his wife will do with all those youngsters is rather a hard question. "Yes; decent fellow, Arnitt; Iliad him with my horses for a time. Pity he married without waiting for leave; it's such a drag on a man, unless the wife happen to have some business of her own; and, Arnitt, poor is bo overridden with children, and his wife's line of business not of much use tolier." 'What was it?" jiietly i ft mill C. -I-luv, nml i ry on our Chr.r!:-y.

If you will your clnini. 1 proof, ha' "I lo a EiMicriil Colic in Colic, t'lK'h js (crlain Many birs' and ing four water. Halm: ti i nn.i'ir AVcllsfnrd of Will Hire ou( luviiler i Volin ('Id time lo olitiTprintj -ull mid fi 4 3.. If roil (KaiesM-nt 7J. M.

Hiiiit lltel it willnl of llme the Ills cold ere rritrc; tli? I he very Inkhur ml in l112l rr(iiB Iji ifc H) FTIi) luif fIHl I It M. in 1 "3 'v-i -i A Matter IN'rWHl MiHlCir i dcpi v)n, sne was a circus-riocr, ana a rippinRKmart girl, too. I remember seeing her the year I joined. She had i 1 1 JIICIIJ iih-ik lllW) Hii'l jnvny nine iA ft-'iire too. rum a lot oi light crinkling 1(111 1111 liiuk nc.v I'liuin u.i i i.

lini.i. ncvM- gftw such iollv hair." "She's a pretty little woman now," Marcus Oxford remarked. "Well?" "We were nit mora or loss gone on Lord Archie continued. "The little favorite, we tisedtOCAll her. Her rircu name wn Mademoiselle Favor-ita her own.

Ood knows! However, none of the fellows could make any impression upon her whatever, not the Very smallest, and one afternoon, About 0 o'clock, I met tier gointf down to the circus with Arnitt and then 1 knew why. And, sure enough, very nhortly aftT that she and Arnitt Rot married. 1 he'd put In for leave, and waited till hft got it, which he would have done, they flight have Rnlon Very well, hot trried her straight out ol hand, and thert they have tack ever irtce. Arnitt ought to hnveeoton, for he's a gentleman a 'Varsity man, too; but he's been un lucky, anlw ky all round." "You don't mean it," Orford med, In huge surprise, "that he's a gentleman and a 'Varsity men?" "Oh, but 1 do, thoush an Oxford Iran. I remember his fa distinctly a man of whti I wa at.