de to old ways, but the change has come. Never again, here or elsewhere, will we be the same. Jennie, pondering after the subtle emotional turn which her evening's sympathetic expe

nder, uncertainty; and at the same time she experienced a genuine feeling of quiet happiness. Brander was a good man; now he was closer to her than ever. He loved her. Because of this new relationshi

say nothing at all. Caution your brother, if it isn't too late. Keep your own counsel, and I will marry you and take you away. I can't do it right now. I don't want to do it here. But I'm going to Washington, and I'

ced her

existence. Of course he would marry her. Think of it! She would go to Washington - that far-off place. And her father and mother - they would not

the door. It was open. She paused a moment to indicate to her lover that she was safe, and entered. All was silent within. She slipped to her own room and heard

es

have yo

pered. "Have you s

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know I had

not to ask after you.

e Senator Bra

They didn't say wh

. "I don't want any one to know.

ator thought, what he had done, and how she had appealed to him.

" she wh

e wen

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," she replied. "I thou

you stay

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ked at her ner

aid you were asleep. He locked the front door, but I opened it again. When Ba

ed wistfully a

ingly. "I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.

aybe they just let him go beca

nd lovingly on her

bed," s

and act. She felt as though she must

his next trip to Washington, that he had given her a hundred dollars and intended to give her more, but of that other matter - the one all-important thing, she could not bring herself to speak. It was too sacred. The balance of the money that he had promised her arrived by messenger the fol

or her. There was the mirage of a distant country and wondrous scenes looming up in her mind. She had a little fortune in the bank, more than she had ever dreamed of, with which to help her mother. There were natural, girlish anticipations of good sti

over, and after you have put away the wonder and tenderness of youth what is there left? The few sprigs of green that sometimes invade the barrenness of your materialism, the few glimpses of summer which flash past the eye of the wintry soul, the half hours off during the long tedium of burrowing, these reveal to the hardened earth-seeker the universe which the youthful min

of which was in every task. Sometimes she would wonder that no letter came, but at the same time she would re

. He felt a little irritated that he should be laid up just at this time, but never suspected that there was anything serious in his indisposition. Then the doctor discovered that he was suffering from a virulent form of typhoid, the ravages of which took away his senses for a time and left him very weak. He was thought to be co

" he said excitedly

the first column of which was

EX-SENATO

of Ohio's Dis

rt Failure at t

hin

was thought to be recovering, proves fat

in blank amazement.

that of one who is imparting a very interesting piece of n