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of sugar plums. If it Is be She ended abruptly after a heavy

dash of her pen:

"Tour modern, Beatrice Cencl Field." 'And Gregory Benson hurst understood that if ever the opportunity came for Beatrice Field to be kind to John Wlnthrop. she would remember what Alecia had suffered through him. So far. however, nothing special occurred save Marlon's engagement n wealthy New Yorker who had lowed them to Europe and had wey her there; and Kathryn Franklin's engagement and Innumerable quarrels and reconciliations with an American artist In Rome, who often neglected bis studies to be with the charming

woman of his diolce. mornfcg Beatrice and Mrs.

An Industrial arbitration law, modeled on the New Zealand plan, has just been placed upon the statute books of the commonwealth of Australia. It recognises only registered Industrial unions of both employers and employees. The president of the court must be ajudge of Yfce supreme 'court. Every care has bee^ taken to unite the court an Independent, and dignified tribunal. Its powers are very large and no appeal lies from its decision. The compulsory provisions of the New Zealand law are of course retained.

That the world In general is advancing toward temperance Is the belief of John G. Woolley, a prohibition leader, who lust has returned to his . home In Chicago from a seven month'.! trip around the globe. His expedition was taken for the purpose of studying the condition of the liquor traffic In foreign lands. He addressed more than 90 temperance meetings, speaking against rum in Australia, whiskey in Scotland and kava In Honolulu. Mr.

Woolley says that

greater nations I feel sure that Ameri-

ca Is st present the farthest advanced

in the struggle for prohibition.'

JOJUN WINTHgOP’S DEFEAT.

to sav Ucloui Uy ha gllmpa

• faint—that an American fam-

bad it to

But o

G lender

but

Beat

the beauties they

paus< panic tlon.

[trice was cbattli

Ion’s arm v

ttlng delightedly < had seen, when si grasping her cob i a stifled cxclama-

An elderly woman, who left the gay shop just ahead of them, bad been vainly striving to attract the attention of her coachman, who, engaged in flirtation with a pretty nursery maid, seemed quite to have forgotten his duty. He bad driven up and down,

and had

opposite side of the street. Finding her effort in vain, the woman attempted to cross the street, regardless of the passing carriiges, and Stumbling, would have fallen under the hoofs of an approaching team, had not Beatrice sprung forward and pulled her .away and back upon the

pavement.

An officer close at hand started to rescue her. hjjt Beatrice had waited for no assistance. The coachman, now aware of the neglect of his duty, was at hand, and the girl assisted the trembling woman into the carriage, pausing & moment to learn if she were comfortable ere she left her. Then, as Beatrice was turning away, the lady In the carriage said, very softly and sweetly, leaning forward,

ntle hand .upon the light

door.

age she used sounding strangely on

!bc gay street:

"Does thee mind giving

It will be

fingers

carriage door, the quaint Inn-

range

me

good to rave One

my brave

when I think of her.”

Beatrice smiled, her eyes bright with the swift touch of tears at <onnd of this sweet home tongue. She bent her bead With half-shy grace, like a child.

>11 ““ Beatrice Field.” she said, softamong 1?, leaning nearer her new acquaint-

ance, forgetting, In the excitement of the moment, that Mrs. Glcndennlng still waited, "from New York. V>u start for home to-morrow. Yon are inlte comfortable now, madam? I may

leave yoof’

answering smile on the sweet

The supreme court of North Caroli-. ^

na in a-recent decUlon held that ax answering smile on tbs sweet » trolley cmr cannot go around a ve- 0 ld face was like a ray of home love

'hide, a wagon must turn out for a and truth In that brilliant street,

car whether going In the same or opper “I comfortable; yea, thank - —— ^ s'ffisrs&.'s given for the superior rights of the ! America, if thee* would give me thy car is that the public demands it shall' address, my son John will wish to

travel at a greater speed than an or- thank thee for Aby kindness —u..,. A. ' mother. John isAa la

Inary vehicle. At crossings, bow-1

- ’ork tt_

ever, the rights while not equal are ( But Beatrice was suddenly Vltbgreatcr In the case of the wagon ; drawn from her frank cordiality. Bethan they are bbtween corners, ^he moving her hand from the carriage r* ,or T"“- r “ u. C.mu, ot r—m-*M. c.r. to ^ M ^ , b , tock cross the track at any point that la | upon the pavement, a scornful curVe

convenient.

a lawyer In

w to h thy N«j

The temporary weakness of the authorized legal authorities, when opposed to reckless lawlessness, was curiously Illustrated recently Ok Pentonvllle prison, in England. A convlqt who managed to elude the warders, established himself on the root of the prison, and for thirty hours baffled all attempts to dislodge him.

sympathy for what was In the end the under dog by giving him a timely warning ot the movements of his would-be captors.. Ladder* .placed against tbe w^lls were promptly thrown down by the deenpant of th# .roof. He collected a large,pile ol slates and hurled them at the 'heads of the officers who attempted to (scale the ladders. The lame and Impotent

conclusion wse that he surrender#d j morning.

lor . rf powe. Hant— ar j .L? 1 ’’'' ! w

■*»* <*« a. 1 ,i : 'srSL2S3r ,! tires of organised society wen able to^ upon her, qt

ent, a s

on her lips, a world of anger In the

hasel eyes.

~I beg your pardod, madam,” ah# said, coldly; "but If you will tell your son for me that, had she known whom she was saving. Beatrice Field,- Alecia Graham's sister, would not fiavc lifted herband for you. I scarcely think that ho will care to thank me. I bid you good morning, madamc.” And like a priestess of vengeance she turned away. CHAPTER XII. "IT WAS XOX SHX!” CT SAID.

mother, somewhat aternly; for Beatrice was sometimes too childishly Impulsive. her mother said. "If you have been to Dplphl, surely you bavc gained

Dplphl, surely you ba'

. little wisdom, my dear!"

••Not an atom of

JEAN KATE 1,ODEUM,, IGomioaT. Bout Bosxxx'i Sow, MM. J

CHAPTER XI

(Continued.)

lot yet

Mr. Wlnthrop,” sbe wrote one day toward tbe end of tbe second winter. "You say his mother and Miss Gray are still here, although tbe ogre himself is back at bis grinding of hearts! Had wo met him—or them—I assure you It-would haYe soured every drop of the sweetness In Parisian sugar plums! He would turn even the Sweetwater River of our Rockies Into the bitterness of Marab! It would be a wintry day when we met Though he were dying, I would not lift my hand

him! There Is a rumor—de-

wlsdom!” said

Beatrice, shutting her red Ups though she crushed down some fury o feeling. “Only proof of an old aaj

say-

f. mamma!''

What bid saying. Bee? You must learn to be more definite In expression, and have more self-control. I did hope that this trip would benefit yon

In that way,

"And it nasn tr oay the truth rl

s trip child.'

oay the truth right

out, mamma—I don't mind!" replied the girl, though a vivid red spot burned in each smooth cheek, and a flame was In her eyes, as though the Olymphlan goddess had touched her there with fire. "Bui the old saying that I specially meant, mamma, Is of the •mills of the gods' that grind so slowly! The splder-Uke wheels of their machinery made a revolution to-day

under my hands!”

Mrs. Field sighed over this Incorrigible girl; Cora laughed; Marion shrugged her shoulders disdainfully and rinsed her eyebrows; Kathryn affd Aitnea ana Frances waited ex-

pectantly.

Alecia reached out her hand to her

sister.

“You dramatic child! Come here at

once and explain.” she said. Beatrice shook her head.

“I haven't much to say." she replied, steadily. "I prefer standing here

where I can easily esi ror seize yon. I have some extent this morn!

bam. I saved the life of some one at

the 'Belle Jar**-*^* ”

"You, Bee

It?”

In place of quie

Even Mrs. Field forgotAer a

heedless Rks.

ive avenged yon to ornlng, Alecia Gra-

e of i

Whose life was

e girl's ist do

you mean, Beatrice?”

tense anger or

"What

••Gness!”

"I'm a Yankee, but I can’t." said Kathryn, laughing. "Tell -us. Bee, like

a good child.”

“Guess!” repeated Beatrice, with that alow, stem shutting of the Ups

that came only with

excitement.

Perhaps the one name was la the minds of all, suggested by tbe giri’s face; but only Althea Dunraven had tbe hardihood to utter It In her soft,

pretty voice.

“John Wlnthrop. Bee?” Beatrice shook her head. Her lips were cruel now. She turned her eyes upon Althea like a flash of blazing

anger.

“Not jfohn Wlnthrop. No, Althea;

but next best—his mother!"

Utter, dead silence for a moment. Then Alecia asked, a sweet light upon

her face:

"Brave little Bee! How old you do it, dear?'' - - Beatrice made a swift, fierce gesture with her hands, as though she were pushing down some rising enemy. The stern Ups would not soften even before the Ught In her sister's face. The flame In the hazel eyes deepened them to black. Her voice was like steel when she spoke—not the bright

i It, Alecia? Yon ask

I mi not t) band he w

not. I told you long ago that man—her son! This w<

But first 1 must tell you You shaU not think that ! would

! for.

mst teU hall not t

hare Uftcd my band

me?

truth. ed my

dreamed who s

told you

ve died, tram] ot the horses, for

that '

her had I

•for I would

i how I hate roman should

under the hoofs

ad 1 to:

iplcd

t all me, hag I known

she was his mother! Such cruel

natures have no right in this world. No! I did not know until—afterward.” again—a throbbing, alive it seemed filled with beating hearts trembling before the truth-V

rt. If yron&

waiting to there Were.

“But;

"How did you do It, Bee, dear?" "tthe was crossing the street." said Beatrice, pulling her head away from Alccla's Ught fingers that were remov-

ing her bonuet

more fluffy

head, “and she stumbled. It wasn't anything really, only I wouldn’t have

‘ 1 tell

loned Ale-

done It—1 It—had I

ht fingers that were rernovnuct and veil, and making the soft hair oh her forc-

nbled. _r l w<

m, Alecia. I will finish

i who she i

i Annette?” quest

known who she was."

“Where Is Annette?” questloi

cla. "Hbe was with you. Bee. She wUl tell us connectedly of the acci-

dent."

"8hc has gone home.” repUcd Beatrice, frowning. “I didn't want her to come In. I knew that yon would question her. and I will not have that! This Is my affair. Alecia!" “What Is she like, Bee?" asked Cora, presently. "Is she real horrid—a sort of ogress, you know?" “How could she fall to be horrid,” said Beatrice, coldly, "being his moth-

er, Cora?"

. “But what does she look

fisted Cora. “Is she tall and big v • hard voice and cold eyes and that,

you know?"

"And did she thank you In a way that made you wish you hadn’t saved her." queried Kathryn, saucily, "as some people do. Bee?" “No. she didn't,” said Beatrice, crossly. The truth would not be at aU pleasant for her to tell to these girls— It was bad enough for her to have to acknowledge even to herself. ''Then, what did she say?" asked Althea. "Of course, she said something.

Bee Field r’

"How can you expect me to remember what she said?” retorted Beatrice.

leave the room, fcar-

t like?"' period big with

she sa

irritably, rising to le

lest she be toe

you would,

disappointedly! yet not daring ther question this willful sli

For. 11

i Beatr

lerably forget.

when Beatrice looked os she did that moment. Cora was considers!

of her. "Yon never

“Yes," said Beatrice, coldly, flashing her eyes upon Corn. "In that you

ora-J never do forget!"

before you

learn what this man's m<

afraid Beer’

idly, that

right. Cora-J never do forget “But. before you go," Jol:

Morion, coolly, “we shall lie glad to learn what this man's mother dots Jgolk. like, Beatrice. It should be a gRmnranon to you to describe her II the is such a disagreeable person." “I did not say that 'she is disagreeable, MarionT’ Beatrice pansed In the

doorway.

“Oh, Indeed! But you certainly In slnnated it. Bee. You said that ‘she could not fall to be horrid, being his mother.’ What else were we led to

expect Y’

“Well, of course, she Is horrid!" declared Beatrice, desperately. “But sbe doesn't look so, Marion! Her face is very sweet in expression—mild, you know—and her eyes are blue, like bluebells—like Alccla’s—end her hair is the loveliest white. She's a Quaker.

s just i ot help

e girl uttere

being ho

The girl vanished t

bear the worst l

you did save her?" said Alecia, then, going over to her sister. "Being egy-tnie. brave Bee. you could have

done nothing else, darling.”

shed

1 aside Alccla's

Beatrice pus

lie hands and stepped back from

her - '

her flashing eyes holding a spirit ot evil within them, though a streak cS alternate red and white fell across her

face as though evil and good were having equal battle In her heart. “Don’t touch me. Alecia I” she cried.

don't rcalI tell you' I

trice paused upon the threshold or Aidcia’s room, where her tooukt and sisters and their friends were assembled. Beatrice was dressed still In her street cqstume. as she stood before them, but this was not the Beatrice who left the house not loos

before.

• Ll«en to me! I hare been standing on tbe heights of Olympus'this

I have breathed at '

e of -

bow wicked I am!

as much a murderer as though killed that woman! • Have I not

would not have known thet she was

just

I bad killed that ' told you that I touched her had I Job! “ - *

Still Alecia did not recoil from her la horror ns Beatrice seemed to cxpect; only the smile died from her lips os she followed Beatrice, drawing her forcibly over to the low couch among the others and pressing her down tenderly among the cushions. “You threaten like a tragedy queen of the stage.” she said, quietly. "Now put away theatricals. Bee, and teU us the truth. You saved Mrs. Wlnthrop’s lifer "But I tellsj-ou. Alecia.” protested. Beatrice, restlessly—“that I wouldn't have done It bad 1 known ” **I tjon’t wish you to tell me that,” said Alecia, steadily, and sternly, her violet eyes upon her sister's flu* face. -Ton saved Mrs. Wlnthn life. Bee Field r "Yes.” rather snllenlr from Beati

as horrid, of course! She

horrid, as I said!”

the last word

uttered, as though it were sorely hitter for her to be obliged to yield even this much to the mother of John Wlnthrop. and silence for a moment

fell -upon the room.

“Well!” exclaimed Cora at lost, in

extreme astonishment.

“Well," repeated Kathryn and Althea. lost for any new expression In the extremity of their curprise. “Beatrice has a way of making such mountains out of mole hills!” afld Marlon, scornfully. “We might have known what to believe. It would be well for her to break herself of that habit, among others, mamma." “It Is because she lives and thinks and ffcels so Intensely, 1'think, Marion,” sold Frances, quietly. “She doesn’t dissect, what comes to her, as a naturalist would do, but takes It and lives It and feels it herself as only inch natures Can. It Isn’t a sin. in

Bee."

"No," added Alccls. very softly, very sweetly. "She Is doing this for me. Marion. Because ” And tbeg silence fell between them, eloquent with memory. At that same hour, John Wlnthrop, just returned to Paris to accompany his mother and ward back to America < the following wee*, after their ah-' sencc of two years, was sitting with them qt luncheon, discussing the event of the morning. He was very palef hut It was the pallor of strong passion, and hi* eyes were flashing with a fire equal to that of Beatrice Field stand-Tng-ih the -doorway of her sister’s

room.

Jessica Gray, his ward, faced him at the table. She was tall and graceful, willowy (a figure and movement, with a subtWJitheness about her that suggested The nature of . an Indolent leopard. Her eyes showed this possibility also In their opal calmness, and *.Ue thin, rose-leaf lips were Just now curled In 'scorn.

ong the irdlan’s

and

brlL

lansbe alls

Bee/’ queried her

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