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JULY 23, 1904 THE SUNNY SOUTH FIFTH <PAGE Kind Hearts (&L Coronets By Florence Warden BI.il* mamma, kind heart* are more than coronets, aren't they?” ‘‘More what than coro- • nets? I know the quo tation, of course, hut X can't say that I ever un derstood it. A coronet is one sort of thing, and a kind heart is another. And T don’t see why, if it com?s to thatt, the possessor of a coronet shouldn’t be the possessor of a kind heart as well.” And Mrs. Erne sat back in her deck chair with an air of having: finished the discussion. Site was on her way back home to England with her daughter, whom she had taken out to Tndia on a visit to Colonel Erne, whose military du ties kept him out there, away from liis wife and his pretty daughter. Mrs. Erne, like many other wives of military men, had imbibed from her hus band a tone anil habit of authority, which she used upon the pretty Hildred un sparingly. and more than ever at this r.-rticular juncture, when the beautiful, blue-eved girl was showing the strongest inclination to commit an act which her mother termed “throwing herself away.” Mrs. Eitij was ambitious, and the ex ceeding beauty of her young daughter had filled her with hopes, which seemed perfectly reasonable, that Hildred would make a brilliant maniage. Indeed, it was to use of a man who is as much an Englishman as 'you are by breeding and education though he is Italian by de scent.” > “Well, don't put me oft and evade the Question. It seems very hard that you, who know how fond I am of Hildred Erne, and who used to profess to sympathize with me about it. should now go about cracking up to the skies the very man whom j*»u know -to be my rival with her!” “I don’t know what you mean ty cracking tip—’• Y es y°u do. I’ve heard you sing ing his praises to Mrs. Erne, and good ness knows she doesn’t want any induce ment to make her think better of a man with a title an< a fortune than she does of me!” “Now look here, my young friend, you’re perfectly unreasonable ” “I dare say ’’ “Listen to me. Didn't I tell you at the outset, when you firw mentioned your attachment, that you had no chance?” “But ” “Didn't i tell you that Mrs. Erne wouldn't let her handsome daughter think about a man like you, with only a few hundreds a year, and that you would get the cold shoulder directly a man a little better off turned up?” “Yes, I know you did. And I admitted that my chance was a poor one. But still it was a chance, and with Hildred to back me up, I was not without hopes. Of course, I don't say you haven’t a i perfect right to advise Mrs. Erne to snub what everybody expected of a girl who , „„, . , . _ I’.'t.j been the undoubted beauty of her to encourage the prince. Bul l , do say jt isn t the sort of thing people one London season But now this wrong-headed young per son. who looked so gentle and innocent that it was difficult to believe her capa ble of anything so definite as an original impulse, had threatened her own pros pects and her mother's ambitions by be stowing a great deal too much of her thoughts and of her smiles upon a certain Captain Tarring, whom she had met in London and again in India, and who had boon 011(1 of her most devoted admirers during her stay in the hills. It hod come as a great shock upon Mrs. Erne to find Captain Tarring among the passengers on board the bout which was to bring herself and her daughter back to England; hut on finding that another ■ f the passengers was a certain Prince Lagonegro. a man who united the at tractions of good looks, good manners, fortune and a title and who was, more over, evidently much attracted by the beautiful Mildred, Mrs. Erne's'annoyance barl considerably inertased. For Mildred quietly but obstinately de clined to take her mother's view of the relative attractions of these two men. “It’s very difficult to know the truth about any man's Heart, mamma, isn t it? she persisted, in her soft, lisping little v dee, when Mrs. Erne had sat back and folded h°r bands, to end the matter. “ >ne can only judge by what one feels about it.” "Do you mean that you ‘feel’ that Cap tain Tarring i = full of heart, while Prince Lagonegro has none?” asked her mother, sharply. "No. no. mamma, of course not. But I like Captain Tarring better than I do the Prince.” “Now. of what possible value can the Pamela's Impersonation thing people would have expected you to do, and it's hurt as much as it’s surprised me.” The young man w r as too much agitated to speak in a very e\'en tone, and it was clear that even tough old major was moved by his emotion. He got up from his chair, walked up and down the smoking room a few times and then stopped short, holding on by the chair of the younger man, though his sea legs were steady enough. ”1 suppose it does seem odd to you, my boy, but I tell you it's all for your own good, as well as little Miss Erne’s. Of course, you don't believe me—nobody ‘ 8at Back in Her Deck Chair with an Air of Having Finished the Discussion ever believes in anything that’s done , for his good. But you'll find it out some I . , . ~ day, \ hope, and, in. the meantime, if you me at aM ’ sald he - hurt d offendcd can’t forgive me for going my own way, her silence. why—I can’t help it.” j The tears came to her blue eyes. Captain Tarring said nothing. There ' kncw you'd say that,” she murmur- was so much feeling in the major’s voice, ed - “But it isn t true. I do lo\e jou, gruff as it was, that he felt bound to re- as I’ve told you a hundred times. And , discomfiture. J°P spect the opinion expressed by him. But, until the major took sides against > ou I . • *Rifirlit, si I s v said he. “We’ve been at the same lime, he felt very sore about was always hoping—’' looking f or ices s gentleman for some it, and this sensation was considerably ! “Ah!’* *he burst out with an explosion j time. Com^rm.iw, and he^ turned per- increased by something which happened J of rage. “I knew it was he who had done j Shively * C^the. P^e.^the later jn the day. this. I knew your mother would never | q U j e t]y > ,,3 y Two of the passengers were getting- up hax-e been so insolent to me as she has The piss. > came rapidly to the same a party for whist that evening, and it been the. last day or two—” conclusir With a hasty bow to the fell to Captain Tarring to have to ask “Oh! don't! don't talk about It. I know | ladies, suring them that he would Prince Lagonegro to take a hand. Not it's true, and it breaks my heart to hear j led a 4o // tender h whUe Mrs" only, however, did the prince refuse, ^hert’’ 1 Erne, whiter than he was, turned ter- saying somewhat curtly that he made j “Then do you really mean to let them Tor-stricken to the Major and asked It a rule never to play cards on hoard (arrange your life for you, and marry you '"’hat was the matter. ship, but he repeated the incident to ! to[ t jiis fellow you don't care two straws tnat tho ‘P rincP ’ is a well known -- J?™' I*--’ . O r - stay ^er^rrps, you do o-»re ; £”$^£5. hand upon the shoulder of the pale prince. “What do you mean? Who are you? How dare you lay hands on me? - ' asked the nobleman. Indignantly. The man nodded" at the major, without taking any r-* 1 e of his companions the major, who expressed his opinion, | about him afte r aH*.’ Perhaps you are all ren ely. very warmly, that the prince was quite 1 the (jme only flirting with me. just to i “And you never told me. You—you let r *Sht. Head the other man on? Perhaps—’’ him—let us—” Mrs. Erne could not speak By the time Hildred, who was present j “Perhaps you’re a jealous goose. Gerard. ; ^ 0 , r t r ra f?S' when her mother and the major talked t no t only don't like the prince, but I .* A', 1 ' • anw ■ T ho , ,le ^!** this over, related it to Gerald, the inci- j positively dislike him. if I were shut up j only> / lt llthe detectives mT/i^Tat °my dent had assumed the complexion of a jj n a prison until I married him. I should request.’’ remain in prison all my life. I don’t ( Captain Tarring was near enough to part to induce the prince to gamble, and (think I can stay anything stronger than hoar this, and he at once came toward to an honorable refusal on the part of that’’ , , K r °up. the latter to be led away into such! ”Do you mean that?” ; Erne,” 1 s^d^he^rrn^pale^dyv'fin^he courses. j “indeed—indeed r do.” way of looking* after voij.i ‘’’i gage or Captain Tarring was furious. 1 “B Ut why? He’s good looking—much anything. I shall be most.'1, “One would tl$ink,” lie said to Hildred, better looking than 1 am.” “Oh, you’re vj ry good. . shall ter off, one couldn’t marry ! “thnt I was a gambler, if not a swind- “i juow he- is- end- he a mucti netter ’ ’ r;r s~-li.. y.-— • 1 blood for that. n<*w could.; Ier! While as a M Jr of facC I’ve 'mannered than you are. 1 realty think, j bee ‘ n ° £ ™ ^utfes ago*” whispered the old I never had the leest inclination that way, j And 1 am sure he’s cleverer, and can I - ------ • peleu lne 0,0 not. of course not. It’s no while they do say that the prince used j talk more languages, and all that.” imaginary liking of a girl like you be? It is a more matter ofprejudice. Isn't the j deliberate attempt on Captain Tarring’s ' Prince handsomer than Captain Tarring? Wittier? More distinguished looking? Be sides the important fact that he is bet ter off?” - Vos, I suppose he is handsomer, but T don't like his""face so well. And as for question of marrying anybody—yet. I only wish you to put a little brain into your consideration of your acquaintances. You've been talking to this Captain Tar ring lately to the exclusion of everybody j major, n.s she turned away. “There vou silly fellow, see what I've done for’you! to play very high indeed out in India.” | “y es> and he’s given up gambling to 1 Now she's encouraged that scamp so “Did he really?" asked Hildred. “He please you, I suppose, which is quite opejlly, there’s nothing for her to do but talks as if he'd never touched a card at touching, of course," burst out Gerard, all. And mamma said It was quite de- angrily. lightful to meet a man with so much ' “Has he? I didn't know it. I was go- e'se- and quite apart from any consider- I sense.” Ing to say that what he is and what he ation of money—I hope I’m not a merce- | “Nonsense!” cried Captain Tarring, does ma k e no difference. Although I riry woman—quite apart from that. I 1 sharply. “Ask the major whether bis don't know w?ry, I dislike him. almost ra*-. I think you're making a mistake in | friend used not to gamble and for heavy as much Gerard, as I like you.” rating him as highly as you do. And ; stak ^ s ’ *°°’ you know Major Stanway thinks as I do.” j O. he wouldn t a< fell This was a sore ‘‘I can t understan. There was some comfort in this assur- admit it,” said Hildred. j a „ ce ari( j w i t h that and a surreptitious Mildred's face fell. This was a sore j ’ I can t understand why it is but he kiss Captain* Tarring had to be con- pom, with her that Major Stanway. an j always talks about the prince to ">am- n( riend of theirs, and a person whom ; ™ a as jf he were the very p k of P But if anything, things grew worse as r 'J r> "', _ the davs went on, and the prince de- Cap ^ in Z e p mustache d himself SQ assiduously t0 Mrs. Erne nn <Tr r °wn .< . , , and her daughter that the rumor grew ‘Yes; for some reason he takes his *h» h„nH. old fri everybody liked and everybody trusted, had indeed “gone over to the enemy," as Captain Tarring expressed it. and join ed in singing the praises of <he Pr '"° e - j p ar t through thick and thin.” Indeed, at the very momen “Perhaps/* suggested Hildred. ladies were discussing this matter, joung | knows the prince used to plav high, and Captain Tarring was tawing Mapor Stan-’ ires hIm for glvlnff jt up.” way to task in the smok ng . « j seemed a very possible explana- hLs attitude in the affa r. ,, tion and Captain Tarring had to admit “Do you think it's quite tair, b an i that it might be the truth. If the prince had been a gambler and had “sworn oft” to please his friend the major, it would that Hildred was engaged to the hand- bel s °me young nobleman. And Captain Tar ring. gating his neart out in rage and disgust, withdrew into the background, wondering whether Hildred was true at heart after all. said the young man, who was a pleasant faced Englishman of a type happily com mon “to take up the stand you do in regard to Miss Eme and this wretched foreigner?” “Wretched foreigner, eh? If you mean Prince Lagonegro, it seems an odd term WlSISW- REFRIGERATORS, AT $5.18 •city to »C6.95 for a maf.slv<- hot"l size, refrigerator, we aell thybest refrigerators bulit f or , ab / Jl bftlf the prices other dealers ask. Ar m buys this new Imp rev- $5.18 ed ••fiatruetlijn .oild a.1, high grade re, r lter ^ ,*' Vi Inehes lUgh. 23 Inches jrtde, IS Inches dee pi Ice capaolty, •» to fal! hack on you. and be grateful Now take back your hard words, you dog and remember you owe your prettv wife to me.” He was right. That evening at the ho tel, Gerard Tarring was formally accent- A d „Jwi Ml « K . rnP as h ” r future ®on in law. And the first person who was invited to stay with The young couple after the hon eymoon was the artful major. HOSPITALITY IN THE HILLS. (From Youth's Companion.) In the hill country of northern Virginia a tourist who was making a long trio on horseback halted one noon before a log house winch he at first took to be a stable. An old man was seated on a log near the door. An emaciated mule stood with its head half way inside the window. Xo smoke issued from the tumbledown chimney. account for the extraordinary interest the latter nppeared to show in the young no- “Then. of course.” said the captain, j design that Captain 1 arring found him- with a. shrug of the shoulders, “he be- ! se,f in the vicinity of Mrs. Erne, er comes at once a hero in your eyes. We all daughter, the major and Prince igone know how dearly a woman loves a re formed rake, or spendthrift, or anything of that sort." “It's very unfair of you to say that ' 1 I"* 16 tourist made inquiry concerning Before the end of the voyage Captain | the mountaia roads and was on the point Tarring had withdrawn himself so com- : of asking if he could get a meal for hiin- pletely from the Ernes that there was no | self and his horse when the owner of question but that Prince Ixigonegrc had ; t' 1 ? shanty- said; “Stranger, I'd like ousted him from the affections of th e / Reckon''/wouh/t' e ^ dinner, but beauty. It was by chance rather than by j LkTand £>™,\ ldn 1 re,lsh *oId hoe- Gerard,” said Hildred warmly, ‘‘and I don't deserve it. Have I ever made any gTO, when the ship last cast anchor. Hildred tried In vain to get near enough to Gerard and far enough from her moth er to exchange a few words of remon strance or of farewell. Prince Lago negro, tender of manner and flowery of Ke mok, •„.! |.r. : vl S U.n 8l>^ e bronze trimmings, thenoo kind retell dealers sell J* 8I0.M- $9.46 burs the same style refng erator. Size, Inches high, Inches wide, 19 Inches deep. M’jji poundsioecapacityiweltkh _ r _ ^ th|( ,. tett m,. | “j don't think I am,” she said, “but 1 protence of liking anybody as well as I ispeeoh, stood steadily in the way, with his do you?” | faithful friend and compan’on. Major “Then why don't you tell your mother ; Stanway. close behind him. The major boldly, point-blank, that it’s of no use slipped his arm within that of the young trying to prevent your marrying me? Why nobleman, however, and asked lilm Wheth- ! don’t you take a bold stand. Hildred? You're a coward at heart, I believe!” The girl shook her head slowly, with a troubled look in her eyes. er iie.rsgs not glad to be home again. “Indeed I am.” cried the prince, les9 fervently, however, than might have been expected. His attention was fixed upon two keen-eyed men advancing toward him. invited by a' wave of the major's $9.80 ^""BtKWxW^nehe 1 * lee know so well just What would happen if - nand SgSr» ' I took what you call a bold stand. In th*. The keen-eyed men came straight up pouncin'; combining la '' 8 ®.S? 1 P rt < <lor I first place, of course, mamma would have j to the group, and the prince, more un- Kthantell_«oor9p9je. with door (Mst piace, ! easy than ever, made another attempt 's hand. nway ?” ime up an<1 *00mpio^cueycri*ption wrfor ! of iny having to stand about and meet 1 to him. .. .. c . anaep. p„_._ in this hole-and- “Yes. sir,” said the first our Free Refrigerator Catalogue. Am ic Buy. thl. decent SIT.15 double door tc- .rigerater. cspectally edepted f 1.* hotels, bonrdiug bo «» •nd largo tamlllea. Slz-,61* JCxSO inches; Ice capaci y, 1-* oouuds; weight, 19o pounds, i rosmir-r *36.00 refngera- tor. “ This style and every other style of cake and $reens. i he rider was about to sav anything would be acceptable, when the old man continued: "I’d like to feed that horse o’ vourn but my old mule there's got to browse mighty fineito keep on her legs this fall." The straiger explained that lie would lie glad to pay for anything that could be obtained " ’Tain’t fiat,” returned the other re proachfully "Ye don't think that I’d take anythig from a guest? But—well fact is, weuin’t been gettin' on as well as we migit lately. The old woman's dowi with Aeumatiz, and Sal, she's over the ridge fo- a spell and things ain't just ready for ctmpany, as ye might say.” It was only to see that his- pride was putting the best possible face upon a pinching pojerty. The rider gathered up his reinr/aw. making light of his needs tendered a $gar. 'That touclfcd the old man. He turned the gift _ov*- and over, looked up and down the 4ad, from the rider to the house and 4en back to the rider again. Then he sized the man's bootleg and exclaimed: “Stranger.3’m poor and way down, I’ll own up! I'can’t feed ye nor warm ye $12.95 ODOR you under the companion in this hole-and corner fashion.” “Well, but listen. Then mamma would never leave off running you down, not openly, you know, but by implication, in a hundred little pin-pricking arays. On. you don’t know What raamiri can do in that way.” “And do you mean to say you woula let yourself be persuaded into thinking the less of me for her pin-pricks?” "No, but it wouldn't be very pleasant —now, would it? Weil, then, there’s an other thing she’d do. She would never leave you alone. Do you think you could be always amiable and courteous, as well wise and discreet, while mamma was man, his eyes nor gin ye h much as a swiff o’ smoke, : major to his ; but if ye dil't git down often that horse traveling at once from the major ,., a . companion. “This is the gentleman you ; and come Ber to the spring and have wished us to meet. I think?" 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This generous offer may be withdrawn at ly time, so you should write today for the “free Supreme Ele ic Beit.” IT ‘OTXXaXs OTJRB Tt 71 By CLO GRAVES. HO has 'not waited at Cla- cha.. Junction, where trains are shuffled and dealt to the four “airdhs" as a skil ful whist player deals his cards? In winter, when the biting blasts bowl dowv ! the icy mountain gorges, ; and the snow ploughs are I kept In readiness day ar-O, night. In spring, when lower crags begin t bare and nakedly-, sti^* of their white garments j the encroaching rains, and prone forests of deal rod boxes and piles of water proofed gear and tackle holders marked, i“With Care,” betoken the northward flight ; of the angler. Or at the red hot end i of July, when the baked air tastes of cin ders, and gun cases and cartridge bags are piled m the carriage roof nettings to the utter disregard of the printed warning that these supports are only cal culated for the retention of the lighter ar ticles of baggage, and valuable setters die of asphyxia in the black hole to which ' traveling dogs are consigned by a humane ; legislature. Who ha.s not waited at Clachnn Junction? It was the last day of July, and Lady Pamela Viart was upon her way from the fostering wi»g of a married sister whose, steapi yacht lay anchored in the Firth of Clyde to the fostering wing of married cousin, whose husband had a grouse moor in Inverness'hire. Pamela's naturally joy ous disposition, heightened by ozone, be trayed itself in the pleased smiles that played about her large but pretty mouth, in the alert brightness of her glances, and the vivacious restlessness that kept her big plait of blonde hair continually in pendujum-like motion, and reduced her maid, exhausted ’by following the foot steps of her yAtathful mistress from end to end of the .scorching platform, piled with the impedimenta of invisible way- i farers. to the verge of tears. Having visited and supplied with water some re trievers, half suffocated in their stifling ' traveling kennels, having looked into the lamp room and retreated from the smells, having bought papers and dropped pen nies into the slots of the automatic cho- . coiate suppliers, Pame.-,i began to feel bored. She had examined everything there was to examine in her immediate neighborhood, it appeared to her. Nothing was left which could yield any harvest to her keen-edged desire for information. Sitting upon a lamp trolley, she whistled an air from “The Toreador,” at first entg- ly, then loudly as any rollicking black bird. This distressed Goodenough, her ■ maid, who adored the proprieties, and j preferred to attend upon elderly spinsters | for that reason. ! “Oh, my Lady, pray!” she protected, in a. tone o£ mild distress. Pamela ignored | the protest because she resented it as a liberty taken by an inferior. But, rather [ than distress the inferior, she ceased to ! whistle, and looked at the maid, at first indifferently, then with interest. She saw ! in Goodenough a fair complexioned, high- nosed, slim young person of 25, attired in black silk with bugles, hatted with be- ! coming propriety, and correctly gloved, j The dust of t”e journey, that lay thick upon Pai^ -ig'r ,>. eyelashes, and pow dered upor* t .-t/'-u of her impertinent i little \ d.yCo^e, and rested upon the cur , r - upper Up, did not appear on ; Goo(i«-noTigli. Between her blnbk kid gloves, which fitted so tightly that It j made Pamela hot to look at them, she ’ held a clean white handkerchief which ; savored of cologne, and when she moved she crackled as though the laundress had 1 been prodigal o-f starch. |. “How respectable you are. Goodenough!” Observed Pamela, after a period of con- : templative silence. ! “I hope so, my Lady!” said Goodenough. i with an almost imperceptible toss of her j neat chin. "Were you always like it." asked Pame la. with deep interest, “or did you grow so by degrees?” She stuck her bare litumbs into the sil- j ver-buckled strap belt of tan leather that .loosely girdled the slim waist of 18. In her simple white silk blouse, serge skirt, and rough straw hat, a quill thrust trans versely through its crown, she might have ! been anything, Goodenough thought. And she reflected, as she had done manj times before, that, if She had been born the daughter of a marquis, she would have looked and dressed like “somebody.'’ l She gave a sigh to Pamela’s wasted op- ( portunities as she answered primly; j “My family lias always been respectable, I my Lady.” ! Pamela persisted with her questions. I She wanted to know whether Goodenough | was fcgppy in her subordinate station. ; “though, if you mind answering, please ! say so,” she considerately' added. “Thank you, my Lady,” said Good- enough, with a prim cough. J “People who are obliged to serve in a menial capacity are seldom consulted as to their likings. They must put up with rough or smooth, as it happens to come ” “But,” cried Pamela, with rounded eyes, “you are a great deal more hard to please than I am! I’m sure your cabin on board the Puffin was as comfortable as mine, and not a bit nearer to the engines, and yet you grumbled till you got another. And when we stayed* at the Sales', in Worcestershire, you were miserable because your bed room was separated only by a lath-and-plaster par tition from the one next to it, and the toilet glass didn’t stand in a good light. Now. my toilet glass ^ r as green and had bubbles in it,_ so you saw your eye reflected beside your face, as if if bad popped out in a fright. And my partition was only wood, painted over; and the peo- 1 pie who slept on the other side, that old Indian colonel and his wife—the woman with cat’s eyes—snored awfully, like grampuses when they come up close to the ship's side on a hot. quiet night at sea. ... And, when they were awake, they quarreled. And. I remember, yoii complained that no dessert was allowed at the servants’ hall dinner. . . . g„ .. ended Pamela, triumphantly, “you can’t say candidly that yon put up with rough and smooth, can you?” Goodenough. thus pressed on all points, performed a right-about-face, and stated her opinion, crystallized by experience, that, if a young person in service did not look out for herself in a manner, she was pretty sure to be put upon. It was not like a young lady in her lady ship’s position, who might expect, under all and any circumstances, to receive her due. . . .Thus Goodenough. “My position!” repeated Lady Pamela, crossing her slim feet, neat and trim in their silken hose and brown leather shoes. She wrinkled her brows, silvery blonde like her hair, and pursed her lips con temptuously, as she regarded Good- enough. “Suppose you were in my posi tion—how then?” she added. “What would you do? Do tell me, because I want to know!" Goodenough developed pinkness about the cheek bones and coughed in a hesi tating way. brightening up. ,“Thi s i s not a reserved carriage.” “My governor is in a first-class, three carriages back,” said the young man, with a careless jerk of his thumb, “and I've to keep my eye on him in case he wants anything. That's our life, Isn’t it. Miss? To run about and fetch things for able-bodied people as have got legs and arms of their own.” He put his bowler hat carefully up in the rack and sat down opposite Pamela. “You are a servant, I presume?" she said, coldly. “Rather!" said the young man. “Why, “Dear me! Why should your ladyship ask the question?" she said. "But if your ladyship really wishes to be answered—” ”1 really wish to,” said Lady Pamela. “Some social man suggested—In a speech or In a magazine ,'»r something—that everybody ought to change places, cora- pulsorlly, once in so many years; so that a peer would change places with a dustman when the date came round, a !• s op would with a Hyde Park ’hpugh. you don't know what Hggv is—a judge would be the ' bar and criminal the u — - pal would be a private and i ain't you?” a general, and the stoker of “HoW dare you—!” command while the captain sW •- The same with the women, of course. I should be you. and you would be me. once every yeaF—or so. And so I want to know what you would do if you were me?” “I should try. mv lady, to live up to your ladyship's position.” said G°°d- j enough Her pale eye had an inward glow: it was not unfamiliar with the i vision of its owner transformed from a person into a personage. "1 wouldn t he ' haughty, but I would never condescend io encourage my inferiors to take lib- | ert'es . . . by talking to fishermen j and sailers or railway porters, as though ! they was of the same flesh and blood. And 1 would drive in my carriage—like I a lady—whether 1 was in town or coun try. instead of tramping in thick hoots ] or riding a machine. . . . And T would t never court freckles and sunburn by gn- ! lne without a sunshade or even a veil, or spoil my hands with fishing rods and golf clubs and them barbarous things. And T would he elegant in my language, scorning to use school-boy slang or coster street talk. And—” “And. to put it plumply. you wouldn't do one of the tliirrrs that we—that T do,” said T*adv Pamela, “if you wished to live up to your idea of a lady. T see. That's the common or garden English of what you’ve said—that your Idea, of a lady and my idea of a lady are as wide apart as the poles. That is. they would he. if T ever thought about being ‘a lady Lady Pamela was beginning. Then she remembered and tried to nod and smile cheerfully. “Of couse. I am!” she said; “hut how did you know It?” “Go on with you!” said the man. “As though ‘lady's-maid’ wasn’t wrote on you in large letters! Once a valet, al ways a valet.” he said, and winked at the indignant Pamela. “Once a lady's-- maid, always a lady’s-maid. Where ars you a-taking your old girl?” rwe are going to Kirriemuir Castle.” said Pamela, stiffly, pulling her hat down over her blazing eyes. “Lord Lochan's box. I know!” said her vis-a-vis. “Twenty-four miles from Hempwick. Why, that’s where me and my governor are bound. Have you seen- PeephoTes for the week? Here you are!” And he handed her an illustrated paper. "Who is—your governor?” asked Pa mela. fanning her scorching cheeks with the green-covered abomination. "Marquis of Normandown—and not a bad sort either,” answered the man, sfnTply. “He would be delighted if he could hear you say so. I feel sure,” said Pa mela, beating a tattoo with her brown shoes upon the dusty floor. “Can you tell me how long it will be before this train stops again?" “About three-quaTters of an hour, my dear,” said the vafet, glibly. “You will oblige me by not addressing me as ‘your dear,' ” observed Pamela, masking acute distress with glacial com posure. ..... . --- , “You don't mean it?" said the rebuffed at all.” She raised her blond brows and one “Why, I never Tcnew a young per- tinped her hat buck a little with her j son j n your position take offense at being slim hare hand. “One doesn’t, don’t you P p 0 ken to pleasant before! And, con- know? It's a thing one never thinks s { dcr j n g that we're a-going to stop in about." she said. “There are certain | same house—” things one does—and others that one j “Oh, no!” cried Lady Tamela, in crim- doesn't do. And there are people who sor distress are well-bred and good form, and people j “But it's 'Oh yes!’ ” said the Mar- wlio are bounders and ends. And the g U j s ' valet. “And you'll be as dull as bounders are very often rich, and some- j ditch-water, my dear, if you don't mak s * „ . But I’m ('yourself pleasant and friendly. Socia- flmes awfullv amusing. • 1 » ,.4.. „ „,v,o4 t vmd at the tip of my bility among servants--that s what oils forgetting what T had »ttn xp „ f t shall tongue. T'm not a soc; lalist like the man lik the wheels of domestic life; and I shall expect to see a good deal of you at the who wants to make the niiddle ! Castle when the house party are all away and down again. . But I do feel that classes, the people who carry u to he carried, now and then change. Look here! Tf to twelve, a ml we shan t f?et on the shoot.” He came over and riemuir until nine tonight. Till then. , the seat be vou shall be me. and I'll he you. Ladv ; be a pal of Pamela jumped oft the lamp-truck and , enjoyment? And you 11 come? I clapped her hands. “Jolly!” she cried. | you a pair of gloves you 11 come! country dance—up change nnd so on. the lower beside her. "How should you like me ought to take you driving in a 'igh dog cart, for a my love?" he added. “Say the word ten minutes I and I’ll square it with Lochan's coach man. And there'll be a hamper under the seat, because the butler happens to mine. What price that for ^ het Tolly! jTwUl make the beastly railway jour- He put his hateful tweed arm round rev miite lively Give me the dressing Pamela's shrinking waist. Only for a hae and remember vou are to call me ! second, before she wrenched herself •Goodenough ’ I shall address you as j away and dealt him a hearty slap upon •Mv Lady' or ‘Y'nur Ladyship.’ Do you | the face. Long practice with the golf- hear’ Where are my gloves? A maid : club and tennis-racquet had not hay. alwavs wears gloves. And I must pin , dened Pamela’s muscles for nothing. Th~ up my plait, because It will make me | close-shaven cheek of the presumptuous I look more grown-up.” Pamela rapidly offender bore the flaming print of every suited the ai-t’on to l he word. 'Tetl j finger of her strong young hand, me,” she went on, “do I look very smut- ! “i am sorry I struck you," she said, ty and elndery—for a young person who ! panting. “I forgot myself, but if you can do hair and dress-make, and isn't ; touch me again you know what to ex- sick at sea, and came with a character peet. I am not a servant at all. I was and recommendations from a Marchion- j only pretending—” ess ?” ' “And you pretended very badly. Lady It was useless for Goodenough to pro- Pamela.” said Lord Normandown. "I test; her imperious young mistress had made a much better hand of it." He set her mind upon tasting the bitterness , smiled whimsically as the smart of his of menial servitude. When t “ Inver- ; cheek pointed the last words. “At least, ness train came seething and fuming in one way.” he added. “But it is only fair to tell you that 1 knew who you were all the time.” “Did you? Ho w ? Then . . . ?" Pamela choked. “You see.” Lord Normandown ex plained, “my mother and I were in the carriage when you put iri your maid. And I remembered Goodenough quite well; in fact, she was my mother's maid before she went to Lady Viart. And my mother .-:new her, too, and dropped on her like bricks and ragged her for letting you have your own way. Bur. from what I have seen of you, I should think you generally took it.” He laughed, and. in spite of herself. Pamela laughed too. “Shall we go hack to my mothc r .“ asked the voung man, as the train slowed for the next stoppage, “or stav where we are?” “I should prefer.” returned Pamela, “to join your mother!” She rose with dignity, and Lord Normandown opened the door. “You aren’t angry, arc you?” as. rejecting bis offered hand, jumped lightly to the ground. “1, shin be.” said Pamela. ’I." There were tears in her blue <>: “I won’t tell.” said Lord Normandown. “Honor?” queried Pamela. “Honor! But promise me—" "Oho! A condition." Pamela said, tiUing, her nose. “Well, what is it?” “It isn't a condition. But you'll come for a drivq, in that dog cart T spoke of?” “With a hamper?” asked Pamela, whose 18-year-old soul never failed to thrill at the barest possibility of a picnic. “With a dozen hampers, if veu like!” ‘‘One will do,” said Pamela.' “if it !s She extended / i in, therefore, a genteel personage in black silk and bugles was assisted into a first- class compartment by a young, blonde and zealous attendant, who selected a corner seat, ramparted her mistress round with monogrammed and coroneted dressing cases and traveling bags, and apologized profusely to the two other occupants of the carriage upon whose toes she danced in the execution of these duties. “Your Ladyship has the bags and the. j tea basket and the hold-all? Sure? All ' right!’’ said this remarkable maid, bright- j ly. “You're 'O IC,’ and I shall dodge off 1 to my lair. Your Ladyship need not be i alarmed; it is only three carriages in | front. I shall look in at the stopping ! places to know whether your Ladyship ! requires anything.” j And ’he maid jumped nimbly down and ; disapA x -d as a gaunt lady in black I hopsaclcing and a mushroom-shaped straw hat of the early Victorian era sat upright in the opposite corner of the carriage, and said, addressing the genteel personage in black silk and bugles, “Goodenough. what extraordinary mas querade is this? Surely that is one of j the younger Ladies Viart?" The lady's | tone was icily severe; her gray eye, sharp as a steel bodkin, pierced to the j fluttering conscience of the alarmed maid and impaled it like a cockchafer. “Oh. your Ladyship!” Goodenough | turned from pink to pale violet, and back again, for it was the very Marchioness whose recommendation had been quoted ; by her young mistress. “It is. the very | youngest. Lady Pamela. And she is that wilful there Is no opposing her, and noth- j ing would suit her but she must take big enough. Done!" my place as. maid for the rest of the , ungloved hand, journey, just to try what it felt like. Oh. oh!” Goodenough soMfred in her neat handkerchief while the elderly lady ex changed a few brief sentences with her companion, a tall, bright-eyed, curly- haired young fellow of twenty-five, bronzed and soldierly and dressed in a plain suit of rough gray tweed. “You are plainly attired, and she is too young to recognize a Bond street cut.” said the Marchioness. “And if she did. what then? My valet wears my clothes." said the young man. “Change your traveling cap for a bow ler hat,” advised the Marchioness. “Of course! Servants cling to the bowler, and, fortunately for the success of your plot, I don't wear a moustache.” The young man stroked his handsome, square chin. “And it will be fun—teach ing that pretty little romp a lesson!” His hazel eye gleamed; his smile was mis- chievoxis. '“Within bounds, Fernie—within due bounds!” protested his slightly alarmed mother, as the train began to slow up and the signal-posts and brick platform of a raw little country station slid into view. “All right, mother! Three carriages down, I think she said” . . . And the young man was gone. A moment later, a clean-shaved traveler in rought gray tweeds and a bowler hat entered the spe- ond-class carriage where Pamela sat a'sjne, rather lonely without her bags and papers and rather bored by solitude. "Excuse me. Miss,” the newcomer re marked; “I hope I don't Intrude!” He spoke with a slight Cockney twang and touched his hat respectfully. “Oh, do, not at all!” said Pamela, he said. the girl “if 'And done!" said Lord Normandown. taking it. A Sreat Discovery DROPSY CURED with veg etable remedies; ei, tlrely harmless; »*•_ moves all symptom* of dropsy in S to 10 days; 30 to 60 .lays effects permanent cure. Trial treat ment furnished, fee*. every sufferer; noth ing fairer. 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