ABOVE NORMAL,
A TALE OF TWO FEVERS. (Specially written for the “ Hongkong
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BY J. DALZIEL.
**Sixtero ship's in Saurabaya, Nine of them
were Diamond K.' Old Song.
· {Continued from "last" Saturday) That night aptnia MeTurk was drowned. He had spent the evening at the Stevedore's and was entering a native lambangan to cross
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keyhole. Then to his messmates, "We'll shipake him aisy this toime. The ugliest av min sometimes has the tinder heart.". Then uplifting his vice in un astounding wail, "Mishter Male, Mishter Mate, open ver dura for the love of Cad and shpake to us belove we're all dead wid the faver!"
A roar of perfectly inarticulate rage, followed by the sound of breaking glass cate through the door, then the words, "What, are ye sill there? Ye're drunk, ye bloody fenian; ye're drunk, tell ye. Away to yer work, or by all that's Holy I'll shoot ye through the door."
"Howly Mother, bhoys! D'ye think the divil has a gun?" asked Patsy, anxiously.
"No, no, not monch, Its only his way of talking, the 'plue-nose svine!" said a big German.
Thus encouraged, the Irishman turned again to the door, but scarcely had his opening wail af," Mishter Mate" passed his lips, than there was an explosion inside the room, and a bullet crashed through the panel of the door bately six inches from his nise,
the harbour to his ship, when his tant slipped on the granite steps, and be plunged into the water. The boatinen said he never rose to the surface, so it was supposed he must have stun- ned himself against the harbour wall. As is but right are proper when such a misfortune befails merchant sailor, it was considered prove that he was under the influence of drink | at the time.
Alter the first shock, the officers and inen ofgerous neighbourhood, in fact the Irishman The men lost no time in leaving such a dan the Tongnin mourned him hule, although a only stopped running when he gained the competent seaman, he had been a harsh and an shelter of the, foe's'le, "Ow, the baste," he il mon to serve. Besides the scon iad some-panted. "The low, murtherin' baste! 'If me ing else to think about. On Tuesday morning neck had been six inches longer it's a dead two of the A.Bs were unable to turn to 'in corpse Ol'd he this minute. Betwane gitting spite of the very energetic and forcible persus kilt wid the faver and shat wid the Mate, It's sion brought to bear on them by the Second a'swate ship this is for daceht sailor-man Mate and the Bo's'n, they persisted in the belief wid'n hankerin' for a quiet life, and Oi know that they were ailing. The Mate came along: wan that's going to git out of hier whilst he has promptly diagnosed their case ng malinger the chance."- ing, and did his best to break their ribs with "Dat's all right, Patsy; but how can you get his heavy boots. But it was no use; the men away? 1 gh away mincseluf kvick if I can dis were too sick even. to stand. So the unfortun-ship damed! Mine god! Mine, God! Vat ates were allowed to crawl to their bunks; but for we stop here to decried the big German, not before they had been loaded with impreca- the fear of sudden death shaking him like an tions and threatened with every punishment ague known to seamen if they failed to the the mark the filowing me ing. That nightly were both delirious and ten day broke in the felid stifling for's'le, one, a sinart young German,
was dead.
The time rupied by this netburst, short as it was, sufficed, for the Irishman to regain his natural erolness. Again, he was the born schemer, the bereditary fee of all constituted authority. Git the fist of the min inside!" he said,and Oiti vellye my plin."
This brought the Mate to his bearings; he went at once to the Health Officer of the port, when it required all his eloquence to induce that indiguant official to visit the ship. When he arrived he was found in his condemnation of the manner in which the mea lad been neglected; so all bands had their first dose of quiniar! under his watchful eyes and by his directions amenced the Frishman, cot was swung in de shade of the poop awning for the sick that. The Mete, whose sense of the fitness of things was shocked at the idea of berthing a common sailor on the poop, the nautical holy holes, was going-le-remonst rate; but the line Doctor would have note of 1.
Den I tell you, ister Mate, if dat u stop in dat-dat-day-house for pigs-one day move he will die. Most likely he dic, any way, I cat not say but for certain he die if he stop in dat dam bole Mézreff !" and the choleric little Hollander moped his lonely and inflamed features in deep disgust.
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The word was passed round the decks, and the sadly diminished crew of the Tenguin mustered in the foe's'le; even the perty officers merging their dignity and joining the council, so strongly was the common danger felt by all. Now this, boys, it's like this," com- Me and Scheidler, here, thinks it's toine for every man as calls hissilf a man to live this unlucky owld hooker; and if ye're all of wan mind, Oi can put ye in the way" He paused to look his shopmales sharply over there any dishintial voice?" Shpake up! If there is. kindly go outside Ye can't expect me to give my irlee away till Om santain ye're all id me
Again be passed. The old Carpenter looked the "Has'n in the eve; the Bitter nudded slightly; then the bid man neuel and said sadly to the orator. "It's all right, Pasy, anri sorry am to say Here am I, forty years at sea and never left a ship they yer; but there is a pint beyond which nae intin is justified in risking his life, and by my rer oning that p'int is past. Gang on, Patsy man.
The Dieter left, alter giving the Mate full directions how to treat any other cases of malaria that might crear, and with an ordinary amount of care thesisease would probably have been kept Ve know that shtamer up the wharf, under; bat unfortunately, about this time the Weil; she sails for Singapore to-morrow at man to whom the Doctor naturally looked todayleight, and it's mesilf has a frind can put Ree his instructions carried out, the man of all us all in the way of a passage. We'll have to others who should have been figisting the fell hide in the hunkers till she gets away, thin disease with unceasing energy and sleepless, ill be all O. K It's only two day's sail, vigilance, the man in charge, the Mair, de- and innything's better than laving our bones in veloped symptoms of undue fondness for strong this illigant locality." drink, a craving that too evitonly had only been kept in hard by the iron discipline en forced by the late Commander. The Second Mate was only a youngster just out of his time and the Bo's' was an iosant, pinion. ated being, with no knowledge of anything beyond. saturising."
So after a spasmodic burst of activity, the Mate retired to his gin botil, and in a few days things bad relapsed into a state much as at fires. The sick man on the poop kept im proving slowly, and there were no new cases, The sword was indeed suspended above the ill-fated ship, but it did not fall. The fever held its hand, and the sadly scared crew of the wind-jammer regained their usui spirits.
Again Peter ventured to visit his lady-love, and Ching Chow's run-mill seldom wanted customers. From daylight to dark the creak of the hand winches and the rattle of the blocks was with them; and the baskets came slowly up the hatches and went sliding away down the shouts to the wharf, while the weird chantics of the Javanese filled the coal dust Juden air. And every day five inches more off the Tonguin's barnacle-encrusted side rose
above the water.
Then one Saturday morning the sword fell. There had been a heavy squall during the night and much rain bad fallen, and at day break half the crew, nearly all of whom had been sleeping on deck, were down with the fever. The Second Mate was among the number. The Mate pulled himself together sufficiently to send for the Doctor, but the man of pills and powders, when he found how his advice had been ignored. simply washed his hands of the whole business,
"Dese men must go to the hospital Or else dey did. It is no use my talk. All your sick mens to the hospital must go! Such fools I never see. Alister Matc-go--Goodbye." And for the last time the indignant medico marched over the gangway.
A dull glare of dismayed astonishment appeared for un instant on the Mate's drink. sodden features; then he turned abruptly on his heel, passed into his cabin, and slammed and lacked the door.
The men looked at one another doubtfully. "But vare shall e steep in the steamer, Patsy said the Danish sailmaker.
"In the bunkers. didn't i tell ye?"
And what-part of de steamier is dat, Patsy ?" asked Sails in all honesty displaying an ignorance of a steamer's internal arrangements not at all upcominion among old salts.
Where the roat shtops, ye ignoreymus. Did ye think it was the shaloon?" was the scornful reply.
"Anal what shall we eat, Patsy ?" "Atel Ate foals av coorse: Divil the ate ilse is there to ate an a shtamer."
house watching the hawks and vultures wheel ing and swooping against the turquoise sky, and listening to the cbatter and s reech of the feathered tribes in the forest Jess than quarter of a mile distant. As the lovers got bolder Idya would board the ship; and in his love's soft arms, and with the dream, beauty of the Malayan night all about him, and the mellow music of the guard-ship's band wafted to him across the shadowy waters, what wonder that Peter, the over-worked ordinary seaman, concluded that life had nothing more of joy to
offer.
The weeks passed; ships came and ships went; but still the Tonguin'swung to her moor, ings, till the Mate lost all count of the turns in the sadly twisted cables, and the Officers of the passing Netherlands India Packets took to pointing her. out to the passengers as one, of the sights of the port, the ship whose crew were all dead of malaria
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So at length, after many of these paroxysms, and when the night was far gone, he arose and in his eye glowed the unholy light of delirium, and a new strength upheld him, for all his being was possessed by a terrible resolve. Kill the Mate!" cried out the Demon within him. "Kill the Mate-kill him-kill him said the blood-red moon: "Killhi-kill him" mock- ed the staggering, drunken stars. And then, how it came about he knew not, but there there was his enemy sitting before him delivered into his hands asleep. Again the voice within bim cried out for blood; and with frantic energy he drove his knife again and again into the body, till beneath the violence of his blows it surik from the chair and slithered inertly to the floor. He started back; his head upset the banging kerosene lamp; and he would have been in darkness but for a blue name that flickered softly across the floor and fawned about the" ghastly features of the murdered man. Then, One morning the Mate, was about earlier for an instant the knowledge of what he had than usual; and, in the freshness of the dawn, done must have been vouchedsafed to his be surprised Idya sitting with Peter on the foreclouded mind; for, with a cry of horror, he taken aback, the Mate wat in a good humour, bulwarks; and, after a few feeble strokes, sank batch. Luckily for Peter, who was entirely rushed from the saloon; sprang- over the and passed the thing off with a chuckle and a beneath the moon-kissed waters. caarse jest that brought the blood to the face of the young sailor. The Mate then passed away roused the sleeping harbour. A red glow that Half-an-hour later the guard-ship's bugte aft, but not before his practised eye had noted shamed the pale moonlight lay over the outer the Rusky charms of the pretty Javanese; having anchorage; the Tonguin's poop was spouting cultivated, like most merchant seamen, a most flame and sparks; and the cracked bell of the catholic and cosmopolitan taste in beauty; but old brig moored next to her clanged furiously, his departure did not quite remove the feeling Two-boats from the warship pulled leisurly of uneasiness that his rather openly expressed down to the burning craft, and lay on their admiration of the girl had aroused in Peter's cars watching the progress of the conflagration. unsophisticated bosom. So thereafter, Idya, After a time, seeing that the fire showed no while not obtruding herself on notice, came and went at will,
the Mate's signs of spreading, the Dutchmen boarded her.
forward. They found an empty foc's'le, a Such was the state of affairs on the Tom. deserted ship; for the faming poop guarded quin, when one moming Peter awoke feeling a well its secret. Hardly had they left, when the great weight on his chest, his throat parched mizzen mast and yards crashed down into the and furred almost to the point of choking, his flames; a cloud of sparks shot up into the still temples throbbing on his hard pillow, and a air and an hour later, the fire had died out, complete lassitude enslaving his hot, dry limbs. the crimson glow had faded from the sky, and Much troubled be arose and staggered to the the seonlight again held in unrivalled thrall water cask; but after a long drink could only the solema forest and the sleeping sea. drag himself wearily back again to his bunk, knowing that at last the dreaded fever had him in its clutches.
assiduously, fanning his hot face and bringing For the first few days Idya attended him him fruit and strange delicacies of her own making to tempt his appetite. The Mate also looked in betimes, and in a rough and ready fashion exercised what little of the medical art he knew. But still Peter made no progress towards recovery. Mostly he would lie in a trance-like dose, but afflicted by the curse of the fever ridden, a round of strange thoughts chasing one another in his restless, weary brain. Then one day it seemed to him that there was a something of restraint about his attendants; then the Mate's visits became shorter and further apart, and a certain petu lance, where had been but sweet watchfulness and thoughtful attention, manifested itself in fdya. Then the demon of jealousy shot his merciless shafts into Peter's poor, overburd-ned- brain, and a great late drove out all sense of suffering.,
That night the moon, rose early, flooding the empty decks of the Tonguin with a sea of silver light, on which her high bulwarks and homely deck houses and fittings were mapped out as continents and islands and promontories in purple shadow. A slush-lamp flickered and smoked in the foe'sle; and a bright light shone in the saloon, and from the open door came a sound of voices and laughter.
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It was the dull gray hour before the dawn. Beyond a wall of densest undergrowth stretched the coarsely clad figure of a dead man rose and a narrow beach of hard, black sand, on which
The undergrowth parted, and a women of the fell uneasily to the pulse of the incoming tide. land moved swiftly across the beach and stooped she searched his raiment; then she stood up, over the corpse. Forn moment with deft fingers right, and, with a litle laugh, held her hand above her head, and the dawn's first rays found in her hand a silver coin. Then again the bushes parted, and a man joined her on the shore. A muttered word; the coin changed hands: the inan strade off; the woman followed and, with easy swinging stride, the two passed away up the beach, and into the glory of the sunrise,
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IN ROYAL HOLYROOD."
WILL REVIVE.
A OLUE FROM A MANUSCRIPT.
Amy Shipton sat at her editorial desk, with
five minutes past ton, am. Most wrong of letters and manuscripts unopened before her.
"A day dream had taken possession of her at
course. But, somehow, she could not help it mind's eye and kept her dreaming.
And the word "Bernard glowed before her
Was it weak of her.?
She had asked herself that question a hun- dred times in the last month, quite a hundred
times. The answer seldom differed.
It was weak, undoubtedly; she had no guar antee that his character was any better than of
yet she loved him.
old; he had insulted her bitterly, bitterly; and And in a few hours she was to put her hand in his and introduce him to her Aunt Graham -the very demure old lady of Clapham, with whom she now lived-introduce him formally as the bridegroom of her election,
"What! Asleep, my dear young lady
He had looked into the office at ad unusual gess, the proprietor of the Afonday Miscellany," It was only her genial employer, Mr. Bur
affairs. Letters were opened and noted. So hour, and caught her day-dreaming.
For a while Amy worked and forgot her own
set aside to await another opportunity. There were certain of the inanuscripts. Others were
preasingly ridiculous." were so many of them, and some were so de
vigorous all this time. Weak she might be, but The undercurrent of happiness in' her was it was better to be weak and happy than strong and not happy.
So she argued faintly when the thought of her personal affairs again came to the front.
shine in her brown eyes. He met her at the. At one o'clock she left the office, with sun. Fleet Street corner, and drew her arm into his with the confidence that was an unfailing feature in him.
honey, eh?" he said.
Time for the busy bee to gather a little
Yes, dear, I am hungry," said Amy. "And isn't it a terrible thing that we can't be away from this smoky rattletrap of a town, among the greening April meadows ?"
guage; my dear! Stolen from some school-girl "Tenible fiddlesticks, Amy. And what lan: contribution, I hope?"
རྞ
She flinched. Ah it was a pity that at such a moment, on the threshold of the most event ful moments of her life he should allude ever schoolgirl. so casually to the tender simplicity of the mere
quickly
What's the matter, sweet?" he asked
"Nothing, Bemard."
highly-strung modern produc ion, my Amy, "Oh, but I know better.. You're such a Couldn't hide your feelings to save your life." She felt that, too, at any rate. But she did her best to show that she could be a dis- semble when she tried. She laughed, and his doubts fled.
They ate a mayonnaise of salmon together in a corner, and he whispered of the bliss that ANCIENT GLORIES WHICH KING EDWARD VII. would soon be theirs. They were to go to Switzerland in June, and she was to romance. to the top of her bent while he rowed her about blue lakes and jodelled on the white mountains to give her pleasure.
Afterwards they sat together for a quarter of an hour in the Temple Gardens.
The news has Aows from mouth to mouth, The North for ance has lang'd the South; . The de Scotsman's die of drowth-
Carle, now the King's come?
So ran a local affusion when last a King held royal functions within the long-neglected walls The light from the foc's'le was obscured, of Holyrood Palace. That monarch was George and a gaunt figure blocked the doorway and IV, and there are indications that his example stood blinking stupidly at the moon. Then a
is to be fallowed at no distant date by Edward woman's laugh floated out night, and with a muttered curse, the watcher
on the fragrant VII.
staggering to the bulwarks, commenced pulled himself painfully over the doorstep and,
after many pauses, he came to the poop; and resolutely to work his way aft. In time, and climbing wearity up the ladder, crawled to the open skylight.
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The rays of a silver hanging lamp lit up the scene Below. The Mate, already far gone in liquor, was lolling back in a cane chair he had Thus with jibs and cajolery the adroit Irish brought into the saloon for his greater comfort. Inan talked over the doubters, till all were agreed-all but one, and as he kept his thoughts feet, sat Idya, one arm passed about the Mate's On the table by his side, swinging her bare brown to himself, Pat was surely justified in conclud-neck in a half caress, while her other hand ing that there was not "wan dischintint voice." manipulated a row of shining silver ringgits The dissenter was our friend Peter, and him on the polished mahogany. The Mate was the feats of the fever troubled not at all. For taking his first lesson in the numerals, and the the love of a woman bound him to that pesti row, of coins was idya's abacus. lental port, and nothing else mattered. tiga-amp tiima repeated the Mate, solemnly, straining his bemuddled faculties; when, with a peal of merry laughter, his instructress Bung her arms about his neck, buried her soft check
Then the watcher above turned away with a in his ample flaxen beard, and wrapt him round with the midnight glory of her tresses. groan, and found his way instinctively to his bunk, his fever stricken brain seething with hate, and wounded self-love, and dreams of vengeance.
When he
ing their sea-bags and putting their scant be So that evening while the others were pack longings in order for tratisport, Peter slipped the jungle returned in the cool of the early out unobserved, and crossing the wharf, took
path to Idya's dwelling.. morning, the deserted decks assured him before he boarded her, that the men had carried their scheme into effect. So Peter, feeling no sorrow but only, a great relief, went boldly into the galley- proceeding which would cer mainly have cost him a boken head at the cook's hands under ordinary circumstances and lit the fire and made hime If some coffee. Then he went into the foe's'le and did what little he could for the invalids.
The palace, as already announced, is about apartments increased. The past glories of to be renovated and the accommodation of the Holyrood are evidently about to be revived. Holyrood in 1822 was attended by a succession The fortnight that George IV. spent at of brilliant, ceremonies the like of which Scot- land had never before nor has since witnessed. The royal progress from Leith. to the palace was performed with great pomp and circum- stance;
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nard," she said, looking at him with unmistak "I can scarcely believe it is all true, Ber- able affection. "I never hated Lily for taking you from me, but I did grudge you to her." almost sharply. "The dead are dead. We "Don't talk about Lily again, dear," he said others who are alive bave our own game to
her." play. You're a queen to her."
And yet, dear, you threw me over to marry
pucker of contented perplexity on her brow.
She said it smiling though with a little "Yes," said he, "but you forget I was en- gaged to her first of all"
but smiled on, and in a flash the scene of her Was she likely to forget it? She said nothing, introduction to Bernard Lloyd was before ber.
says an elegant writer who saw the procession. Well, who'd have thought it? What luck!" "I have been a seeker of sights all my life," carriage; enter a young man with a joyous Two eager girl students of Oxford in a railway
tains; I bave seen a bombardment at night; Ling Lily explained by saying, "This is my "I have seen an army marching over moun. A surprising embrace followed, which the blush- have seen a whole city startled from its sleep secret, Amy. I'm engaged. Allow me, Bernard, by the news that the enemy was at hand. . Yet above all these-in all but the
to introduce you to Amy Shipton. You re- pain of interest-was, the progress of George his eyes fastened upon her as he said, with member? He seemed to remember, too, for IV. to the palace." 1
feigned, "Humble greetings to the Crumpton reverence that may or may not have been beiress."
when his Majesty reached the palace, he drew Another contemporary chronicler tells how, Lord fynednch to one side and remarked, "1 had often heard that the Scots were a proud appear in be nation of gentlemen. I myself nation, and they have reason to be so, for they am proud of them."
The first Levee at Holyrood was attended by over 2,000 representatives of all that was best and noblest in the country. The King was dressed in Highland costume, and it was notle- customed attire. The King's Drawing Room was an even greater function. Two thousand six hundred persons were present. One of them has recorded that "in several instances the rough but manly Highlanders approached his Majesty with the frank greeting of loyal subjects rather than with the grace of finished courtiers. The King was occasionally amused by the contrast, and would have laughed heartily had he not been a king."
For yet another hour the game in the saloon betimes from the ginbottle. Than the spirited that he occasionally smiled at his unac continued, the Mate helping himself liberally gained the mastery, and he slept.
The light burned low, but still the girl never stirred even to withdraw her arm from beneath the neck of the sleeper; indeed, had it not been for her restless, wide-opened eyes, in whose tathomless depths glowed a baleful light of expectancy, an observer would have conclud. ed that she also slumbered.
That was their meeting. Of the six follow.
Lily Stephena's heart by yielding to the fas The Crumpton heiress came near breaking ing years the less said and thought the better.
graduate of Magdalen. But Lily's heart mend- cinations of this irresponsible, young ander. ed easily by and by The Crumpton inherit- ance proved a bladder. Amy went forth to. battle with the world, trying her hardest to believe that Bernard was not a mere brute when he begged her not to mind if he returned could bear disappointments that would crush to his first love. She (Amy) was strong, and
Lily. And it was his manifest duty besides.
Of course, it was only a detail that Lily, as a wife, would bring £500 a year for the domestic
pot.
gesting that it was anything but the principle "You worry me cursedly, sweetheart, by sug of the thing, and so on, that made me marry her," he added.
"Don't speak like that Bernard." But, confound it!" (he laughed irresistibly) "Well, then, my dear, don't force me to "we're quarrelling like-sparrows."
That day the mate never showed himself; so Peter, for the first time in his existence, had a holiday while an articles. In the forenoon an ambulance party boarded the ship, and by authority of the Port Health Officer, removed the sick men to the military hospital: so that Midnight was at hand when three gentle out of her crew of thirty-wo all told, only the taps from without vibrated through the ship's Male and Peter now remained on the unlucky hull. Still the girl never moved; only a sigh Tonguin
of relief flattered the snowy kalaja on her ceremonies was the procession through the The most impressive of all the fortnights . Next morning the Mute appeared on deck, unwashed and unshaven, and bearing every
bosdin, and a flerting smile parted for a mo- city, though it was marred considerably by symtoms about him of having just arisen from
ment her red lips. Still the sleeper snored on
drenching rain. Subsequently, though the steadily: Then, without a sound to give warn showers still fell, the King stood on the castle a prolonged bebanch. The first man he met ing of his approach, there stood within the wall while the guns thundered out salvoes and was the Stevedore, who soon acquainted him circle fli hea slim, agile Malay, naked except the assembled multitude cheered him to the
They made it up like wise, human beings. with his strange position, shat of a Mate with for his waistcloth, his skin shining like burnish-echo Some solicitude being expressed lest
Amy Shipton went back to the office with joy. out a crew. He hurried forward to see for himself, and found but the lonely figure of the anointed himself, and in
ed copper from the oil with which he had his Majesty should get wet, "Oh, never mind" bells ringing in her heart. People often kiss ordinary seamman consoling himsif with the weapon beloved of his race, the deadly, taking of his hat he waved it repeatedly over last words to her as she turned from him
his hand the ht replied," must cheer the people," and
each other in the Temple Gardens.
"Waterloo at five" were Bernard Lloyd's strains of is leaky melodion on the fac's' le- head. For a moment he gazed in demaysfood
wavybladed kriss. So for a moment be his head, giving the loyal crowd a three radiantly. round the decks, then his jaw fell, and with a bronze. The woman never moved only her Majesty slipped and would have hurt himself his face, and the wrinkles of guilt and anxiety
in the dim light, A statue In times three, White descending the steps his eyes, like those of a faithful, well-trained dog, severaly had not a courtier gallantly flung him re-formed about his eyes. He put on ten hard Then a hungry, even wolfish, look came to shught her master's and from her parted lips self before the King. saloon. The man stooped; there was a flash the word Lekars hissed softly through the
years in ten seconds. of steel, and a great stain on the pyjama jacket that covered the broad breast of the sleeper. The murdered man sprang upwright, but even as he opened his lips to cry out, bis spirit through the heart. passed, and he collapsed on the floor, stabbed
The little crowd round the gangway looked at one another in dumay. God blast the infernal livle square-head cried the Bo's'n,
this is a nice hole he's left us in." "Na, na, Bo's', ma anin; dina curse the Doctor" said the Carpenter, a taciturn, grey haired, old Greenockinn. "Curse yer in fulelahness What man amang yo took the slightest heed of his warning, and it sticks in ma gizz rd he spoke plain enough. I'm sure the carryings on aboard this puir auld shippe since we can to this Gud-forgetten spot dated look on his face he returned to his cabin. hev been enough to bring a judgment on The shock however, did him some good; for the hate ship's company. First the skipper; although he still drank heavily, he only on one and then pair young Hans; and roo the Second occasion again became hopelessly incapable Mate and a gude hill the crew like to gong through liquor. So when the discharging of the same gate. I tell ye what it is. It's a | the cargo was completed, which was on the judgement. Fial, what it is, a judgement." third day from that on which the crew deserted, and the ship, was notified by the Harbour Master to proceed to an anchorage; he was able to make the necessary arrangements and take charge of the operation.
Ach, dray up, Chips, ye owld croaker Ar n't we all down enough the mouth wid's out your prachin' at us. It's a drop of the crathur we need mornin' lind naight to put the hearrt in us. Was n't I talkin' wid a fireman off that tramp shather lyin' astar of us last noight, and he told me they gir their whack o'gin rislar. And if a lot o' dhurty sh-tame boat sailors git it, whoy shouldn't we? And, ho jabers, it's inesilf is goin' shtraight to the Mate to axe for it. And the energetic Irishman, followed by the leading spirits of the crew, marche! straight into the poop and ham-dwelling... mered on the Mate'a door.
of that officer.
Who the devil's that sald, the gruff veice It's me, sor-Patsy McGuire and some of the min as would like to shpake to ye, so replied the self-appointed spokesman- an
Get away from me door Off to yer work the whole lat o' yol if I wasn't sick, I'd come out and kick yer tiba Inge
So the Tonguin was towed clear of the fair way, and came to an anchor in the 'rotten tow of that port, between an ancient mastiess hulk and a brig rigged 'country-wallah that eighty years Iefure had flown the proud ensign of the old East India Company. But what struck Peter was that the ship now lay directly off the mouth of the creek that flowed past Idya's
Then followed a period of what appeared to Peter as perfect days. In consideration of his Mate troubled him not with work beyond the performing the duties of night watchman, the performance of a few memal offices. Every evening when darknes cleaked the still waters within the reef, Idya paddled herself off to the ship in a little dug put and Peter, having seen the Mate settled for the night to his pipe and bis Schiedam,shioned down and joined Every day the sun shone, and all day Peter
Quickly but silently the murderers ransacked the saloon and the adjoining cabins; the small sum of money that the mate had received from the Agents to meet the ship's expenses, and which the unfortunate mas had shown to idya, being to them an ample fortune. Having col lected everything of value, they lifted the dead man from the floor and placed him in a natural position in bis chair, and then slipped noise. lessly away
bado farewell to its royal visitor. The Edin It was with universal regret that Edinburgh burgh of to-day will have to bestir itself if lis reception of Edward VII, is to equal that corded to George IV.
The associations of Holyroad, however, ar not all of a joyous nature. Within its now voiceless balls have been enacted some of the greatest dramas of history. The rooms appro priated to the Hereditary Keeper of the Palace were those in which Queen Mary resided dut. ing the period so fatal to her pozco and fertile in the perpetration of crimes the murder of Rizzio, her secretary, and the more mysterious, though not less certain, slaying of her husband, Darnley.
The Queen's bedroom remains to this day Meanwhile, in his bunk in the suffocating hung with tapestry, half concealed behind which -It was when she occupied it. The walls aro foc's'le, the befooled and forsaken ordinary is a small door leading to a secret stair, used seaman tossed and cursed despitefully. Ten daily by the Queen when going to and from hate supplied the strength he had been robbed stair that the assassins of Rizzio entered the times in an Hourhe would start up in his bunk-prayers in the abbey. It was by this secret of by the fever and, clutching his sheath knife royal apartments while the Queen was at sup convulsively, stagger to his feet crying to per, and, dragging him from Mary's presence, heaven for vengeance. Then the ft would die slabbed him fifty-six times. out, the fever would claim him, again and shaking pitifully from head to foot, and worp into his reeling couch, and seek to bury his ing like a little child, he would tumble again.
"Howly Moses, but the sickness must have takes him suddent Ach, the drunken baste, his love he's at it again, I can hear the glasses fing. lin'" said Patsy, in deep disgust, his ear at the I could fie on his track in the shade of the deck | misery in alumber, Burit Vás dos to beco
tha spot where Ritrio was slaughtered is still full of interest fur the sightseer, and is it must, bave presented before the fatal day kept as near as possible in the condition which that made it historic
praying. But she took it up again, and read it to the end.
Then she gave way altogether. Het sobi were distressing to see, though there was no
after a time. one present to see them.
A feeble glimmer of hope flatbed to her
and--heard the story she murmured, with a "Perhaps she-knew: Lily before she died, great longing to believe it possible.
But that thought; had to be set aside: Was party would write of the meeting in the train it likely that a disinterested third or fourth- so circumstantially? Why, Bernard's words were reproduced. She could "see" him speak-
in though he was merely " Jack Porchester
the story.
than your fingers."
letter burn your frock, Miss Wayward,
rative, and it was a literal echo of Bernard's This was one of his expressions in the nar curious saying on that tremendous day when Lily had dared her to accept a cigarette from him, and she had dropped the lighted thing on her dress.
having loved first Grace Carlyle and then Amy The story ended dismally. Jack Porchester, Wayward ("Amy," mind you), married Grace fur her money, lived with her miserably for five
Grace's fortune, deserted her--and left Grade cars (the precise time since Lily's marriage with Bernard), and then, having spent alt groaning alone.
"It is too much," said. Amy, with a drawn, white face." must see-her, immediately and was soon in a hansom.
She put on her hat with trembling fingers
III.
Eldborough Street, Clerkenwell, was only one degree hetter than a slum.. The houses and otherwise decrepit. were of three storeys, dirty, broken-windowed
At No. 11 Amy asked for Mrs, or Miss De- loraine. The woman knew no such person, but in the attic, a Mrs. Lloyd." there was "a poor young creature with a child
So the blow was not to be escaped.
But Amy pulled herself together now. It was
that she had learned things ere it was ton late! no time for maudlin tears, less still for selfish regrets. Rather how thankful she ought to be
She climbed to the attic, krocked, and enter- od; and in an instant she was playing almost a motherly pa . towards the wan and wasted woman, who was, in deed and in truth, the Lily of Oxford chys.
By-and-by she took little Bernard on her knees, and drew from Lily certain details of her tragedy. The other Bernard had gambled and -but was not the sordid story all told in "Man or die. like Grace Carlyle in the story. or Monsier?" And Lily was left to struggle
"Well, my poor darling, now that I have said Amy at length, "I'm going to take a flat, found you, I'll not let you out of my sight,"" and between us we'll have the loveliest times again."
o'clock, and promised to return afterwards....
She mentioned her engagement at five
self-contained, and confident, ready to convince Bernard met her at Waterloo, handsome, Aunt Graham, or any other fond, foolish aunt, of his complete respectability.
away from him, as if he were really a monster But all Amy said to him was this, standing
and no man----
going to live with me.,
"I have found out that Lily is alive. She is
Then she turned and left him.-A. of India.
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As for the letter, it was commonplace.
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rather touching, but, as a businesslike editor, That was all. The underlined "please! was she could not allow herself to be prejudiced by it
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