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CHAPTER Xn. , One fine evening In September, towards 0 o'clock, a man might have been seen pacing slowly up and' down Boyleton street, Boston. He seemed to be waiting for some one, for he looked closely and cautiously at every foot passenger, and even peered right into the faces of some of them. Aftor one hour’s walking he halted at the market and retreated to a dark corner. He hnd not much longer to wait, for presently a muscular man, clad In a suit of gray, turned the corner, walked a few paces and then halted. The first figure emerged from his place of. concealment and, advancing to the man In gray, grasp* ed the latter by the hand, saying: “Barney Hughes, how are you?” . “Very well, De Watts, my boy, re plied the man addressed as Barney: “I see your word is good as ever," whis pered De Watts as they linked arms. “How long have you been in the city ?r> - “About twenty-four hours. But this li a poor place to talk, so let's move up the street a bit.” But De Watts proposed a better scheme. “Let’s go out to my room, where there are no poliQemen to order us on, and no one to listen to what we say. Besides, I have comfortable quarters, which perhnpt you won't mind sharing with me during your sojourn among our blue-blooded people of ‘culchaw’?" “You are very good,” replied Barney. "1 guess I’ll accept your kind Invitation. J want to have an understanding with yotf. So let us be moving on.” Both men hastened along, and a feet moments later were seated In a street cal' bound for Dorchester. De Watts was oud of your well-educated and ultra-clevos scoundrels with whom the atmosphere of Boston agrees remarkably well. He was a brilliant talker, a fino musl^aq, could have carried himself with grace even in a European court, and had a knack of mak ing friends with the most distant and reserved people. He could appear as a lady's gallant now, and ten minutes later, pose as a low criminal. . It was by exercising tMse remarkable powers that the fellow had secured the friendship of John Satterthwaite, and so been enabled to spend Max Brett's money as soon us It was entrusted to his care. Barney Hughes will be remembered as fhe treacherous engineer of the Pacific Mail, during the strike on the Great Ooci- dental ltallroad. Barney loved whisky, ^ ul(ul and was now willing to stoop pretty low, - man8R er?" to procure It.. He had Jptterly led a very .. Such , g lndeed my nllme nnd record.” reckless life, and had seen the inside ot ”Von are Interested in a man named more than one prisdn since the night when g pencer j think?” he had attempted to desert his engine and j .. NOi you are m |itaken.” had so signally failed- “Guess not, Mr. Handford. I mean During one of his plundering tour* jj arr y Spencer, reported dead in Sun Hughes bad met De Watts. Acquaint, Francisco.'' ance ripened Into confidence, and confi- repent I am not, and never was, in- dence into business association. Each t erei ted in Spencer. Besides, if he Is seemed to perfectly understand the others dead _ what more Is there to say of him! tactics, and they were not long in discern- j f t j, a t u all, good evening." Ing that many of their aims and plots , « Not so fast,” said the man. "How dc were directed against tha same people. rou know that Spencer is dead? Now, fot It was to make final arrangements to fur- „ consideration I will bring yon proof ol ther their mutual ends that Hughes had j, ig death inside of a week. I don't say just traveled all the way from Now Or- whether the proof exists at this moment leans to Boston. . or not—understand? Oh, certainly, be- Eleven o clock found_the two .men In f ore you me n ny orders, I can show Dorchester, sitting in Do Watts room. fou j, ow you are interested, and how I The apartment was poorly furnished and know a „ abont dimly lighted by one oil lamp. But an These last words were hissed, rather abundance of books, periodicals and news- than apot(en| [nt0 Handford’s ear, and papers were strewn about the Boor, for then tboman waited for a reply. De Watts' deprav ty never prevented n wa , rea dy for him. him from posting himself upon topics of j ,. Come t0 me onc ho|tr _ Here , ( my current interest. address”—and Handford tossed a card to “I learn," said De Watts, “that my thg (e]1(>w young fricnd. Brett ha, ^n over to se. reader , nppole for . mo . his uncle. That being the «»,1 may m Handford, during nny fraction ^ nn eni” »* that hour, entertained the proposition and with the oldman, too are at an end. #( the man he haJ mgt on h|g ‘ va J bome> * e *’ ? He only desired time, so that be might if the uncle believes his smart nevvy and „ ’ d , comprehend how set. the doga-of the law oq to you-then ^ or bow m „ e the fe)low * C0H , d polil . W t<tri,n ,i„ „„„ „„„ «. ! hly know, and how far that knowledge He 11 not do that ln any ease Be- Mieh ^ hurt himself or Emily Batter- sides. John Satterthwnite will never be- u,walte. At the end of the hour his mind lleve Byett when it Is meraiy * question ^ when the ,^ n arriT . of veracity as brtwjwjfc .AU Ji re got be WBg gbown , Dt<J H andford’s sitting sSeneer^Has Kieh^S" f upon hi* rotary chair and, with a Spencer, alias R eh. . hand in close proximity to the pistol, eyed Eight ytm are, »aid Barney. And |,f s caller. Again he thought he had eeen I have my hands pretty well filled with ^ fe n ow before, and again be was Handford apd Richards. If we are both. foi)ed In Wa attempt* to place him. successful in our present, plana, Dc Watts, we shall bp well fixed for several years to come. I think sunny Spain will suit me gain. Shat, up, half and half, don't we?" “Agned,” replied De Watts. CHAPTER XHI. Edward Handford returned to Chicago and resumed his usual duties. Picking up a New York newspaper one day, almost the first object which met his eye was a paragraph that read as follows: “Death in a 'Frisco Opium Don.—Harry Spencer, formerly well known in New York society, was found dead on the 27Mi ult. in n Chinese opium den at Son Francisco. Deceased married, souia font years since, the daughter of Mr. John Satterthwaite, but long ago broke away from his friends, and has been steadily pursuing the downward path for yenrs. The Immediate cause of death was doubt less opium, his system hnving been thor oughly impregnated with the deadly drug.” After reading this a whole train of memories rushed pell-mell through Hand- ford’s brain: He called to mind how he hnd heard, years before and from John Satterthwaite himself, thnt it was arrang ed for Emily to marry young Spencer, a son of one of the Great Occidental direc tors. Handford had thought nothing about It at the time, being totally unac quainted with Mr. Satterthwnite's fam ily. Now it all came back to him. If he remembered rightly there had been some trouble on the wedding day, and the youug couple had never lived together—and now Spencer was dpad! Now, too, Handford recollected the overcoat at the Chesden tun, and the letters, one of them addressed to Harry Spencer. Doubtless Spencer had gone over there to seek an Interview with Emily, aa interview which had prob ably been denied by her father. Had he been a detective, Handford might have festered a professional desire to learn all •that could be learned of the marriage and final,-fate of tbe unfortunate young man. “But, after all,” he reflected, “I had better stick to every-day work and forget all this romancing.” One evening, some weeks later, Edward Handford was wending bis way to his bachelor quarters In one of the suburbs of'the city, when he was confronted by a man. At the first glance Handford thought ho knew the fellow—at least he felt tolerably certain that he had looked upon the man’s face before. Still, ho could not be sure. The stranger, who had an uncanny appearance, spoke first. “Your nnmo is Hansford—president of the Great Occidental—formerly general when we poll through.” “Well, we may as well trnrel together," replied He Watts. “Did you say ibat you “Do not sit down, my friend,” said Handford. “I have come to tbe conclu sion that yon are a scoundrel, attempting blackmail or something very like it. Some how or other rou have learned a little.of jog, pft MOD «.be auntt, , f fac , on m drswied De Watts is his path, fer if I ever.bear of any violence ^ “ 7 * * future do not meddle with tbe affairs ol not btinicH w wr» .j „..»» • "All fight, them, the bargain'! a bar- ,t 5* r F ej P**- The man turned a crestfallen look at Handford's broad shoulders, and also at the cocked revolver, and then slunk out of the room, muttering—“You'll hear from me again.’’ But days and weeks slipped along and Handford neither saw nor heard nny more of his blackmailing friend. The railroad magnate applied hlmsell diligently to his work in the attempt tc forget Emily. The first part of bis pro gram was easy enough to put into effect, but the second part wns more difficult. All the time there arose before Handford that one picture of a void, beautiful.girl, who bad uever been kinder to him than would have seemed absolutely necessary while be was her father’s guest. Winter passed, and spring came, follow ed by summer. Soon it would be time foi his usual vacation. He resolved to make one wore attempt to win the love of Em ily Satterthwaite. Like the rest of us— the more difficult the attainment of the prixe, tbe more Intent was be on making the attempt to secure it. Ho would write to her mid try to get the least little encouragement to pay an other visit to Chesden. So he penned a short hut delicately worded letter, ir which he referred gently to tbe fact-that be knew of her husband’s death, and re quested permission to renew a suit for merly pressed? in total Ignorance of the then existing state of affairs. He waited six weeks, and then, as no reply came, he gave up the idea of visiting old England and, fan his> vacation, started on n trip through the hills and valleys of New England. CHAPTER XIV. The well-known steamer, “Chuuucey Vibbard,” is making Its way up t) e ma jestic Hudson, and 'hue reached that point where the stream widens into wlint Is known as the Tappnri £ee. It is the latter cud of September, aml^although a lovely nutumn day, the breeze blows down from tho Highlands ai)d across the broad ex panse of water with remarkable fresh ness. So much so, that a tall man, with a handsome bronzed face, who is pacing the hurricane deck, begins to think about his overcoat. i ' . He dives down<.intQ the checkroom and, after procuring' his'- coat, resumes his walk. The boat Is by this time plowing Its way out of Havcrstraw Bay into the Highlands, and aloft powers the massive form of old Donderberg. Edward Hand ford, for he It is, is thoroughly enjoying the grandly romnittib scenery and, for a time, his thoughts ate all centered upon tho river and the hills which enclose It. In a casual way he. drops his hands Into the pockets of his coat. One of them touches a piece of paper, and, not having worn the coat for some weeks, he tries for a few seconds before looking at it to remember what It may be. At last, giving up this self-imposed conundrum, he draws the document forth and finds It to be a small scaled envelope, bearing a foreign postage stamp and addressed to himself. The envelope is n daintily cut and tinted onc, and retains jiist a suggestion of sweet perfumery, whilt) the superscription be trays the work of a woman’s band. Yes, this is certainly unique among the many missives which for year* past have con stituted the bulk of Mr. Handford's mas sive correspondence. He tries to imagine how that month- old letter came into his pocket unopened, but gives up ,the speculation—leaving the responsibility to such carelessness divided between himself nud his secretary. Final ly ho opens the envelope and, Inscribed upon a sheet of paper bearing the well- remembered heading, “Chesden Hall, Bucks,” he reads: “Dear Mr. Handford—Papa and I are going to spend tbe summer in the Cataklll Mountains. Wo shall stay at the Over took House, and wo both hope that you will come and see us there. ' “Very sincerely, “EMILY SATTERTHWAITE.” That is all—but It can have only one meaning. Certainly it Is enough for Hand ford, who reads and re-reads the note al most twenty times before raising his eyes. When he does look up, the bout is at Tarrytown. Handford is off in one in stant, leaving his baggage to shift for Itself. A ferryboat take! him to Sauger- ties, where, at the landing, seated behind a pair of smart little ponies, U—Miss Sat terthwaite! One hour before Handford hnd been entirely devoid of hope. Within that last hour he has read the encouraging band writing and gazed upon the face of the only woman for whom he cares. “Good afternoon, Mr. Handford,” says the girlish widow—coolly, as though they had parted only on the previous day and under ordinary circumstances, and not a year or moro before, when matters were, to say the least, a little awkward. “I came down to meet papa, but one of pany—« promotion which was, la fact, a long stride toward admission into the firm. Max was now considered their most confidential and trustworthy man. Ho watched the fluctuations of the market, and bought and sold as be deemed wisest and best. Despite ’ the predictions of friends and foes, it really did look us if Max Brett had settled down to a steady- going business life. But his love for Annette Spencer never cooled. His business successes only serv ed to sharpen the ambition of his love and to definitely shape hls course for the future. He hnd never uttered one word of what happened in England, nor did he propose to do so until ho had fouud. Harry Spencer. Previous to his trans-Atlantic trip Max had promised to do all in bis power to find Annette's brother. He bad been compelled twice to stop for lack of means, but he now set to work once morq. He engaged the services of a celebrated detective and started him off with all the information obtainable—even to the pho tograph. After weeks of traveling and hunting the detective gave up the senrch'. He had been East and West, North and South, and In every out-of-the-way cor ner, but could not unearth the slightest clue that would lead him to discover Spen cer’s whereabouts. -Max Informed An nette of the methods he had pursued to discover her brother's, hiding place, and of the result. He felt certain thnt fur ther steps would, prove equally fruitless, and was not long in convincing her that for tho time being she must wait patient ly. Max guessed too truly that the finan cial resources of Mrs. Spencer and her daughter were well-ulgh exhausted, and vigorously urged his suit with Annette. That young woman did not attempt to conceal the faet that she looked upon fain; as more than a valued friend—fer In her heart she really loved Brett. But, like some other individuals of the gender fem inine, she rather enjoyed testing '.the strength of her lover’s affection by keep ing him in suspense, and would vouch safe no positive answer to his repeated requests. Now, as the reader M already aware, Max Brett, while a shrewd business man and experienced man of the world, was. the veriest page in knight-errantry, and a mere novice lu the brotherhood of love sick swains. He gradually grew discon solate, and Us a Inst resource sought the advico of his old friend and landlady, Mrs. Dupont. “Simpleton 1” she cried, as she laughed at Brett's tale of woe. “You would be'a nice young man to start out to win a wife If there were four or five suitors in your Way all tho time! Here you have the field nil to yourself—yon are a elevet young fellow, and yet cannot bring matters to a climax—for shame! Let me tell you one or two things thnt may prove benefi cial to you. Miss Spencer undoubtedly— well, I’m not going to turn your bead. Sho would make you just the very beat wife In the world, but she is not the girl to yield very readily, and especially so If you act faint-heartedly. See, all you have to do Is to. make her a trifle jealous, and in two weeks yon will know the exact date of the wedding!” T “How will I do all this?” aske'd Max, somewhat astonished at his landlady’s strange advice. “It would look rather shabby and mean for me to even pretend to be fnithlees, and Annette might not .like It.” “Not like It? No, of course not! Nq girl likes It, but It nevertheless brings them to time. Don’t yon knew yet that, When the arernge woman Is In love. It is .necessary for her to feel the pangs of jeal ousy before she can learn to be anxious? Now, go and think it over, and if you can not map out for yourself the plan of cam paign, you nro not tho man I take you : for.” So saying, Mrs. Dupont hurried off to her room, there to enjoy a hearty laugh, while Max, left to tho solitude ot his own apartments, like a lone conspirator, set to work to hatch a plot. It was tbe com mencement of his first and last attempt to make a woman jealous. The following day Mrs. Dupont Was surprised to eeo an express wagon stop at tho door, from wbioh the driver alighted to carry a picture up stairs. She hasten ed to meet him, when tbe man Informed her that it was for Mr. Brett. It was a portrait In crayon of a beautiful young lady, and just as tbe expressman stood It against tbe wall, Annette passed by. Of course, Mrs. Dupont lost no time in in forming her that it was tho property of Max. “I wonder who she is?” said Annette to herself as she ran upstairs. That night Max and his exacting lady love together went to theater. On the way the conversation turned entirely upon the muddy streets and tl|« various build- that lined thorn. ThB trip homeward the boat people has justfaandod me a note I " rn * taken up chiefly in a prolonged dis- to say thnt ho wlU nonreturn until to- j «u»*lon ns to the merits of the play, and morrow. I hope I have not had my drivo ! ,he conversation that wns usually carried on before parting at night was studiously omitted. Brett complained of n pain or ache of some character abd bade Annette “good-by” in a rather abrupt manner. (To be continued.) HOMES IN THE STREETS. for nothing—I may take you up, may 1 not?” Handford was not in a frame of mind to require a second invitation, and soon they were on their way up tbe mountain sides. It is unnecessary to peer into all thnt . took place at that pleasant mountain re- i sort during the next few dnys. Suffice it Cosy Homes and Clnb Honses In De- to say that after a week of well-nigh per- j roilot Street Cars, fectlon—when tbe weather was perfeet. | There is a curious community In this Emily was perfeet and Edward Hand- ; clt _ the members of which ere very *>«r. i well sheltered and manage to retain during which thecourae of true loTe ga?e ; . - ... the direct lie to the adage which asserts home In the that it never runs smoothly—a small and • *treets. These citizens live in homes ■elect party, which Included Mr. John ' which cannot boast of nny foundation, 8attertbwalte, left the Catskills. Wbat j and ore liable at nny lime to bo moved matters it how Handford once again told about from one neighborhood to anoth- hls love, or how Emily made answer? Be i er. These homes, Which are, for the sore it was the answer that Handford . most part, exceedingly cozy, are retired desired—else why the quiet wedding in the , „ treet ond ra | tr0 ad cars, that arc al- old city of Albany, following which the sqaire journeyed alone to Chesden, while a happy couple went on to Chicago? CHAPTER XV. lowed to stand On little-used sidetracks or which, liave been drawn from the tracks altogether and stand upon some of the least traversed of New York's thoroughfares. There arc morq than a Dame Fortune began fo smile opon ' fiozeq of these scattered about the city. usage be j Most of these establishments biv,e * w.m’s 8 h \o d L^B.r h«d“he JMt thelf Identity. TMhrcbltCots wild and Mr. De Witts. s>o sooner ond ne . . . . .' . . . ... reteroed from England than he was pro- ^ remodeled them have token liber- motod in the house of Rose and Cum- with the old orthodox arrange- ' meats of windows and doors. The first step in remodeling such a structure Ik to board up most of tbe windows and convert what remains Into a few some what wider apertures. One aspiring architect In tbe vicinity of 11th avenno and 30th stret has gone so far as to add a hay window. It is quite a common practice to de rail a defunct street car at tbe terminus of a street enr line to be used os a sort of club house for car drivers and con ductors. There Is a club house of this sort In successful operation at the ex treme end of the cable road' on Am sterdam avenue, fitted up in n more or less luxurious style. It stands about 100th street, surrounded by lonely woods and some fine farming land. A superannuated freight car on HtU avenue above 28th street has done ser- ,yIcg for some time as a sort of receiv ing station and railroad office for that section of the city. The blank sides of the car have been riddled on all sides with doors and windows, and a sky light bas been added to the roof. A variety of office furniture has been moved In, serthat the Interior of the old car very closely resembles a modern Broadway business office.—New York World. , Another Great Electrical Power. Mariposa County, California, is to have the third largest electrical power de veloping and distributing plant In the United States. The largest Is at Niag ara, the next Is at Folsom, In Califor nia, and tbe third Is to.be constructed at tbe Horseshoe Bend, on the Merced River. The location is near the center of a mining district, having at least 100 mines that are sufficiently prospect ed to use cheap power. At the driest season of the year tbe power company (Calculated upon 1,800 horse-power, and during eight months in (he year they expect water enough to generate 8,500 horse-power. The price the company proposes to charge Hb customers Is $5 per horse-power a month. A girl who Is truthful about every thing else will He about tbe number ot her admirers. LYXCH MAKi S .STATEMENT. • i xplnlns Ills Presence With the Boers in South Africa. ' Colonel Arthur Lynch, the national ist member ot parliament, who 1s ac- cusedtof high treason during the Boer war, was taken to Bow street court. In London Friday. Before the court committed him for' trial, Lynch made a long statement, in which he said that he had gone to South Africa under contract with Tho Paris Journal, and that he had not ex pected to stay more than two months. He also arranged to serve several American publications. AN KXBtZZLf.MJ LAWYER. Admits He Made Way With Eatqtj Entrusted to Him. By his own admission, Willard C. Vanderllp. a Boston lawyer, who haa had for years the care of several es tates, Is guilty of embexslement, and the estate ot tbe late George Emerson has been dissipated In ways of which Vanderllp Is unable to give account. Vanderllp was arrested at his home Friday afternoon. He was arraigned on the charge of larceny of bonds val ued at |4,000 from John Lowell, a rela tive of Mr. Emerson, pleaded not guil ty, and was held in $8,000 bond. THE NATIONAL CAME. Wallace Is playing a great game for tbe St Louis Americans. Rochester bas signed Pitcher Harry Thlelmau, late of Newark. Foster, of Providence, Is still leading the Eastern League In bome run bits. Outfielder Swander, of Manchester, Is being talked of as a Lajole bats man. Tenney, Carney and Cooley nre tbo only Boston National blitters In tbe 300 class. Tbo Boston Nationals have a team fielding average of .003, an extraordi nary showing. Lave Cross to date has made moro safe bits than any other American League player. Leach, of Pittsburg, Is putting up the best third base work In the coun try, none barred. Waddell will surely have tbe strike out record in' the American League. He bas n huge start up to date. The American League has made good every declaration It bas made, even to suppressing rowdyism at any coat. ’ The New England League directors have Indefinitely suspended. Barry, of Lawrence, for throwing'a bat ot an umpire. Umpire Connelly says that Wilson has a most deceptive break In bis ball nnd Is tbe coolest pitcher fora young ster be ever saw. Manager Dwyer, of the Detroit' Ajner. lean League 1 , mas signed LdulS Lepluc, of Woonsocket, lL I. Lopine is a first baseman and a heavy hitter. Lajole lias the most remarkable field- ing record ever known imhaseball up to d$te this season.. In thirty-three games be has made 'inly throe errors •jut of 100 chances. ■ ' *• Two big leagues Vohtlng In harmony most!be the outcome of the struggle now on, and tbe sooner the National League becomes reconciled to that tho better for the National League.