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confecsh'ner, general post orfis, an' tele- doings. She decided, therefore, to ask graft ! Will that do? It won't be open her brother, the one who was fondest of afore 'arf-past seven, though.”

her, for a sum of money sufficient to tide Yes, that will do. Now you had her over this crisis ; and, at the same better wash

your

face and lie down for an time, she would write to him for particuhour or two, and I will watch. Is there lars of the present attitude of Julian Gray's a vacant room near this ?''

people toward him. 'Melia nodded.

“ One nex' door. People lef? only the Weeks glided on, in a sad, monotonous day before yes’day. Got nothin' in it but routine of sick nursing ; and it seemed to a 'eap of shavin's.

Never inind. I'll Katherine Villiers as though her life had tyke a blanket, and lie on the shavin's till begun and ended in that dark, sordid room you call me-if-if you're quite sure as in Mulcaster's Rents. At first it did not he won't miss me.

appear probable that Julian Gray would “I will tell you if he asks for you,” ever recover ; but good nursing, combined replied Captain Kitty, coldly.

with an originally tough constitution, The girl turned her big, vacant blue pulled him through. eyes on the other, as the tone struck her During this period she was of course with astonishment ; but the Salvationist thrown very much into the company of waved her away imperiously.

Melia ; and, without wishing or questionThe next few hours were like years, as ing on her part, heard all the girl's pitiful, the woman watched by the side of her miserable story. How " he 'ad been so Jong-lost love.

very kind to 'er, an' give 'er a meal, oh ! It all came about as the doctor predict- ever so of'en, when 'er old granny, wot ed. When the stupor passed away, it was she lived with, got blazin' drunk an' followed by wild delirium and cerebral ex- turned 'er out of doors, after a-beatin' of citement, terrible to witness. Neverthe- 'er till she was black and blue ; an' 'ow, less, Captain Kitty did not find it neces- after granny died, an' she was lef' alone, sary to ask for assistance. Those strong she crep' up 'ere one night an' asked 'im white arms of hers proved as efficacious as might she live along with 'im ; an' he . bonds, as she wound them around him and larfed, an' called her a little fool for 'er held him down by main force, when the pains ; but still he was down in the mouth frenzy seized him.

But there was some- an' seemed afraid of bein' alone, don't thing also in the very presence of the yer know, and so she stayed. An'--an' stronger nature that acted upon him like a that was all !-on'y she was orful fond of spell ; even though he did not know her him, an’ if he was to die, there was nothin the least, and kept on calling for Cap- in' for 'er but to make a hole in the tain Kitty to come and drive the Devil water !" away, and give a fellow a chance for his

At length came a day when he was prolife.

nounced out of danger ; and after that a During these ravings she learned how long, lingering convalescence. her memory had been woven into all these When he could manage to sit up in a wretched, miserable years of his ; how, big, comfortable arm-chair by the fire, the amid all his sin and degradation, he had room was so transformed that he could never forgotten her. At length the opiate scarce believe it to be the same. Curtains took effect, and he slept the sleep of ex- covered the smoke-grimed windows, flowhaustion.

ers bloomed in pots—an air of refinement, Then she had time to think and to if not of luxury, reigned there altogether. mature her plans. It would be easy On a seat by the window sat 'Melia, enough to get leave of absence until he clothed and in her right mind-if one was out of danger. But the things that might judge from the way in which she were necessary for his comfort and health diligently pursued her task of needlework. —she could scarcely ask for those from He looked away from this pleasant picheadquarters ? Her own money she had ture very quickly, however, and up at simply given up to the cause, leaving her. Captain Kitiy instead, who stood carelessself penniless.

ly Jeaning against the chimney-piece opBut she was not friendless, although her posite to him. own kindred did not approve of her “ You have done it all," he said feebly.

“ How am I to thank you for saving my "Do not-do not be so severe, Kathlife ? Not that it is worth much, any erine,” he remonstrated, in a broken voice. way !" he added, as a bitter after-thought. “I did not mean to despise her ; God She looked at him thoughtfully,

knows how far more despicable I am my“Not to you, perhaps," she replied, in self ! But—but—for you to ask me to a slow, dreamy tone ; “ but God knows marry her !-it is that seems so strange !" better than you the real value of your life." “ Nevertheless, you will do it for my

How can it ever be anything now but sake, and for your own, will you not, my a broken, worthless thing? But that is friend ? It is the last request I shall ever not the question. I owe it to you, such make to you, Julian ! Surely you will not as it is not to God : you have saved it. refuse it ?" What must I do with it?"

Once again she knelt by his chair, and “Give it to Him! If, as you say, it looked up into his face. is mine to do what I will with, I here call You ask me- -ask me to marry an. God to witness that I give it into His other woman ?” he repeated, hoarsely. hand, to deal with as He

may

think best. Their eyes met, and seemed to cling toJulian, I prayed for this—for years I gether as though drawn by some irresistprayed for this, and it has come at last. ible power. You will not disappoint me now, dear “ I do,” she answered in a faint tone, Julian ?"

yet firmly. Her voice crept up to his ears, in those “Then, Kitty, I-I will obey--if you exquisite, thrilling modulations that were will kiss me-kiss me-only this once !" wont to draw tears from the most hardened Their faces were close together. The eyes ; and those of

poor
Julian were very

same attraction drew them nearer. Withsoft and weak just then.

out another spoken word their lips met in What do you wish me to do ?” he a long, lingering kiss. asked, in a hoarse whisper.

Then she turned away, and hid her face She knelt beside him, and took his fee. in her hands, for a moinent. ble hand in hers.

“ The last time—the last time," she “I want you to give up drinking, gam- said, at length ; and her voice was like bling, all sorts of wickedness ; I want you music, broken and jangled. to lead a new, healthy, and happy life, Then she rose and went over to the winwith the light of teaven shining into it; I dow. 'Melia was watching her in sullen want you to go home to your own people; silence. and—and I want you to marry 'Melia.” “Come with me,” said Captain Kitty, " You ask that?"

imperiously, and the girl obeyed. When I do! She loves you. She has given they got outside, however, 'Melia turned herself to you, and you are all she has on savagely upon her commander.

Why do you go for to kiss 'im before But you forget? She is uneducated, my face ?”' she cried, in jealous anger. vulgar, with no moral sense—a wretched "If I've got to lose 'im, there ain't any little gutter-brat ! Katherine, you are not call for that, any ways." serious ?"

“You're not to lose him, 'Melia ! He Katherine rose and stood over him, like has promised me to marry you, and that's. an avenging angel.

what I want to talk to you about." And what are you, Julian Gray, that To marry me? That's a good un !. you should dare to disdain an immortal What right have you to go a kissin' of soul ? Have you made so grand a career 'im, then ?” for yourself, with all your education and Captain Kitty Aushed.

For just one ability? If she has no moral sense, so moment original sin got the better of re. much the less is she to blame for any sins generation ; and she would fain have reshe may have committed. And if she has torted. done wrong, she has the one supreme grace “I bought him for you by just that of loving—loving grandly and unselfishly. kiss "—that is wbat she would fain bave Bat you ! —what is there in you to justify said, but the evil impulse passed, and the you in despising her ?”

words remained unspoken. The sick man cowered down among his Do not let that trouble you, child,' pillows, and put his hands before his face. she said ; "he will never, never kiss me

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again! I have said good-bye to him for- she fell to praying against the temptation ever. You can nurse him yourself now, to dwell upon its bitter sweetness. and his mother is coming to help you.” My prayer is answered, God be

It was true. His elder brother had died thanked for that !” she said to herself, in of fever in India, and Julian was now the an ecstasy of passionate joy and grief winonly hope of the family : who were there- gled. “And I have made him promise to fore prepared to receive him with open be good. But I wish that I did not feel arms, Whether they would equally ap- so tired—so very tired! The work is too preciate 'Melia as a daughter-in-law re- hard for me, I'fear. But it will not be mained to be seen. But he would keep his for long. I shall not last much longerword : Captain Kitty was sure of that. so that doctor said if I do not take care.

It was long before the remembrance of So much the better ! I am tired--tiredthat last kiss faded from Captain Kitty's tired! God will certainly give me rest mind, At nigbt she felt her cheeks flame soon !”—Gentleman's Magazine, in the dark, as she thought of it. Then

SOULS AND FACES.

A DIALOGUE.

BY NORAH GRIBBLE.

“This is the only carriage in which world calls distinction, and she presented there is room, madam.”

the impression to the superficial observer Very well, this will do. Be quick, of a delicate harmony of faint and fashAline, or you will be left behind,” and ionable colors. slipping a shilling into the hand of the By and by, however, she was conscious guard, and at the same time hastening her of a voice addressing her, which had in it maid, laden with rug and dressing case, to a certain note of diffidence, and which reseek another part of the train, a tall, grace- minded her of a former meeting in a cer. ful women stepped into a London and tain country-house, the name of which was North-Western Railway carriage, and pre- lost in the noise of the train ; but the fact pared to settle herself comfortably in the of the meeting and the name of the speakcorner next the window. She leaned her er at once returned to her mind. After chin on her hand, and was soon gazing at the formalities of recalling bimself to her the Aeeting visions of country through memory and the conventional civility of which she was swiftly passing.

She her recognition were over, thought at first the guard bad secured her “ If I had not happened to have met an empty compartment, but at a second you once before,” he said, “I might have glance, in the course of her revery, she sat opposite to you forever, and never have became conscious of another occupant-a ventured to address you. How absurd man at the farther end of the seat opposite that such a situation should ever be neces. to her own. She had a momentary rense of half-recognition with the impression 'I don't think that generally the situathat she received of his fair paleness and tion need be absurd at all," she said, a length of limb cramped and out of propor. trifle dryly. People are like books : tion in his present surroundings; but vague here and there may be one you would like impressions and half-recognitions are not to open and read ; but in the case of the reliable

sources of information, and Violet majority, nothing would induce you to do Hutchinson became once more entirely wrapt in her own thoughts and reflections, lle seemed to consider the proposition. the nature of which, perhaps, would hardly His expression was grave and retlective. have been guessed by that large class of In spite of his height and his broad shoul. persons among whom plain dressing and ders, the face of this man-Hugh Vivian high thinking are indissolubly associated ; by name-was more remarkable for its refor her appearance was full of what the finement than its strength or originality.

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“But generally, I think," she went on, will not go unrewarded—who, while he “the outside of both books and people stores his energies, at the same time makes give me thoughts and suggest others to the best possible use of them by making me that I find more interesting tban any them run in the widest channels ? And facts they might tell me themselves. I of these, can you not distinguish, on the like weaving my own story—the real one one hand, the disappointed but still determight be so different.

mined man who bides his time-embitSupposing your instinct told you the tered but resolute—whose faith in himself, truth,” he replied, “ and you were obliged once haring led him to believe he could suddenly to speak to a person about whom remove mountains, is now perhaps the you had formed your own conclusions, only thing left in a despised world that would you know what to say! You could still forbids bim to despair ? And on the not brutally and openly show the man or other hand, the man who, having built his woman that you had pierced to the ivmost hopes only upon the strictly possible, is thought of either him or her ?"

satisfied, cheerful, and patient, and, reNo, but if you really have done so, joicing in the sense of successful effort and the most ordinary phrase that convention deserved good-fortune, is at the same time ality obliges you to use will yet strike the both self-dependent and not ungrateful ? right note and bring back the answering In young men,” she said, “ all this is ring of truth."

merely interesting, but in old men it is Then yon do really believe a man's often very pathetic." character and temperament are written • But do you not,” he asked, find down in his ontward appearance, and yourself sometimes confronted by some that you can read it ?”

fearful crux, in the course of your

observa“ Yes,” she said, “ I believe men, even tions, in the person of somebody you more than women, reveal in their faces would think it worth while to understand much that it would never occur to them if you could, but to whose nature you canto express in words ; for if they do speak, not at first find the clew ?!! it is their own impression of themselves, Ah, yes," she replied, “I have inor the one they would like you to have of deed felt that. For those who are always them, that they try to convey ; and this taking in and giving out their spiritual life may tend to destroy the impression you are comparatively transparent to sympaalready have of them and which really is thetic eyes, whether they consciously exthe only ore you care about elaborating. press themselves or not. But there is also The stories their faces tell me are the true the man who, though he is intellectual, is stories, and the ones I care most to read, without the aspirations which for they speak, not of events, but of wings of the intellect, who has no unfulthoughts and feelings, of the force of filled ambitions, who has lived perhaps, will, of the struggles of the human spirit but has found life valueless, and who to attain its destiny-spite of the slings drags out his existence and arrows of outrageous fortune.' Can

Forgetting or never regretting its roses, you not tell," she said, quietly, banishing

Its old agitation of myrtles and roses''from her voice the feeling that was on the point of betraying itself by a gentle tremor the man to whom there is nothing in the

can you not tell, almost at a glance, future worthy of the past, and nothing in the man whose ambition still slumbers, the past worthy of the future, who realwho sees vaguely and dreamily the possi- izes how dull it is to rust unburnished, but bility of some day becoming great, who is has no particular desire to shine in irse. just sufficiently conscious of his latent He therefore requires something outside powers to make him careless of the day of himself as a stimulns to action, and if he small things, but who is still too dreamy has it, he can do anything-without it, for exact comparisons and still less bas at- nothing." tempted actually to study ways and “ But how are you to recognize this means? And the man, alert and bright- passive and unexpressive temperament ?" eyed, who is engaged in practically carry. “ It is very, very difficult,” she said, ing out his aims, who sees and judges of laughing at seeing herself in the position the precise means to his end, who knows of a professor of thought reading, “but exactly to which tiresome detail attention you may know it in the uninterested

are the

" Then,

» said Hugh

glance, sicklied o'er with the pale cast I see—you look upon woman as an of thought,' dissatisfied, but hoping, ex- artistic creation and upon man as a workpecting, fearing nothing—something the ing commodity. look of a boy who goes to school only be- Yes," she said, “I think I do. A cause it will be rather the worse for him if woman pleases as music or a poem pleases. he stops at home.”

She appeals to countless different percep“That's a dismal sort of spirit to raise tions at once ; and though every one can - let us lay it again,” said Hugh Vivian, feel the charm, there is not one man in a with an amused, half-pitying laugh. “I thousand who is capable of analyzing it.'' don't think he sounds highly attractive." "I suppose, as you set a thief to catch

“No, but there is one you men do find a thief, it would take an artist to underattractive and who is far less so to me- stand a woman ?” the cheery, well-disposed, well-to-do ego. “Yes, for a wonian has this in common ist, who has lived down every belief and with art, that she embodies in humanity sentiment of his youth, and having made the element that is higher than reason. up his mind that this is the worst of all She, too, represents inspiration.' possible worlds, yet, for want of any be

Vivian, “ if a lief in a better, gayly proceeds to get his woman's life is, or ought to be, the result money's worth

out of it—a practical of inspiration, her role must be to inspire ; materialist who satisfies his appetite with and in that Shakespeare and Ruskin would the ‘ husks the swine do eat,' and professes agree with you. But how about women's therewith a superficial contentment—a rights,' and the last ideas of to-day? smiling fatalist who, knowing of sorrow fancy those who preach the higher evoluand refusing to be touched by it, no longer tion of woman would be annoyed with believes or cares to believe in the possi- you.” bility of making any human being on earth “I think not,” she replied. “I greatone bit less miserable than he is now. The ly sympathize with their motive. Fundaman is quite as difficult to read, and, from mentally they are anxious to prove only my point of view, even less responsive this—that a woman has a right to her own than the other, for the stream of his spir- soul : and that is the only right I care itual life lies very deep down in a dark about." narrow channel, and if it has not long ago “But surely," he protested, smiling, quite dried up, it has been frozen over for “no one denies her that, always supposmany, many years. It would take a ing the supply to be equal to the demand. miracle almost,” she said, with a sigh, And how would her claim to such an arti" to make it a living stream once inore. cle be affected by allowing her to the And remember," she added, her sigh choice of a profession, for instance ?” changing into a smile, " that is the sort “In our class of life, conventionality of man that you men would always call a always, and circumstances very often, deny really good fellow." Then, after a mo- it to her,” she replied, answering the first ment's pause-“ People,” she went on, part of his question—" and when a profes“ who are the mere crystallizations of sion is a necessity, if there is none other habit may be very amusing to watch, if open to her, she must, in a professional you are not near enough to feel the pity marriage, pay for her body at the price of of it.' But you can only take a real in- her soul. 1,” she added, am one of terest in those who have souls.''

the unreasonable people who think that is “ Our conversation has so far been only at far too great an expense.

It is not about men, Do you find they are more worth while, in order to keep your proper interesting as studies of character than complement of limbs, to risk being cast women ?” asked Hugh Vivian.

into hell-fire !" you take out of the word “in- “ I see, and accordingly you would enteresting' all you put into it when you franchise women, so that in reality and apply it to a woman. Men are only more not only in theory their choice would be interesting in the sense of their being more practically free! And it is, no doubt, necessary to the mere business of life ; as true that a woman's instinct is invariably the man who builds the house might be right and her calculation as invariably said to be more interesting than the one wrong ; and that being the case, “it is a who lives in it."

dangerous thing to play with souls,' as

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