likely,” she was going on, when her own tea-bell 
sounded distinctly, The repast for the body and 
the repast for the mind (she had not so ranch as 
opened her budget of gossip yets) divided her mo¬ 
mentarily. Bnt sharp winter days make one esteem 
the hot rolls and butter, and goodly accompanying 
beverage, so Miss Gimberlank gathered up her 
stocking, and deprived the sisters any further pleas¬ 
ant intercourse with her, by obeying the summons. 
“ Begot,” began Gka<e in a tone slightly shaded 
with reproof. 
‘‘Gra.ce,” broke out Peggt in a plaintive way 
peculiar to Ler, “now that we are alone at last., 
don’t light the lamp, but come and sit by me a little 
while, wout you ?” 
This meant very plainly that Peggt wanted to be 
petted. 
“ But, Gbetchen, remembgr my sewing, and the 
poem we were to have to-night.” 
Nevertheless she went to the sofa, and Peggt 
crept np by her. She took the child closely and 
tenderly in her arms, and searched with thrilled 
fingers through the mystery and abundance of the 
hair that she let down from its confinement around 
the dainty head. How Grace Hodge loved her 
sister! I have said her nature had a tinge of the 
masculine. She not only loved, bnt she protected 
and cherished. This sister was the only being she 
had ever been permitted to wind her nature about. 
She thought irad uttered with child-iike gladness : 
“ We are happy, aren’t we, little one!” 
The little one heaved a profound sigh, and con¬ 
sidered this subject for some time without replying, 
bnt finally made answer: 
“ Grace, don’t you think we have dreadfully dull 
times?” 
“Why, no; on the contrary, the days 6eem to 
pass very rapidly, and often leave me with my work 
unfinished.” 
“ Yon always treat me just like a baby,” said 
Peggt, indignantly. 
“ You are my baby, my child Cosette.” 
“Oh, what a contradiction. Yon exclaim how 
happy we are, and then go on to say that we are * Us 
miserable* /’ ” 
Grace laughed, softly, and Peggt continued her 
pettish insinuation: 
“ You are a princess and ought to wear a crown, 
and wield a scepter, instead of those old paint 
brushes.” 
“And you are a fairy, and ought to wear gossamer 
instead of cheap delaine, eh?” laughed Grace. But 
3he was inwardly pained; and pain ran like a nerve 
through the tone in which she next spoke. “ While 
I was going to market this morniDg, I heard a man 
denied the work he begged for, and wonder where 
the children’s next meal would come from; I saw a 
desolate baby weeping; and I met a painted woman 
who leered at every passer-by. That was out in the 
weld. 1 came home and found my vocation, that 
always feeds us, and a glad sense of being not neg¬ 
lected, and my little Bister as pure as the whiteness 
of snow.” 
Peggt was rebuked, and impetuously exclaimed: 
“Grachs darling, I am dreadfully wicked, but 1 
love you with all my heart, and am thankful to live 
any where with yon.” 
Grace said no more, but sat thinking a long time 
about her life and aims, all of which were sweeping 
on with Peggy for a center. Naturally enough 
when she came up to the present and the picture 
she had that day sold, her mind wandered aside on 
Us subject. The old man robbed of his only treas¬ 
ure was vividly real to her. She felt all bit* solici¬ 
tude and shuddered at his despair. Would the time 
ever come when her sister would desert her? In 
the natural order of things this change must be ex¬ 
pected. For an instant selfish pain overcame her. 
But Peggt 6lept on her shoulder, and she thanked 
God for having her there. 
In a few days Dr. Bligh called at the studio, and 
with him a lady. Peggy answered their rap, while 
Gracb was putting aside her palette and brushes. 
He was courteous, without condescension, which, 
indeed, only a boor would have shown toward the 
cultured artist and her sister. The lady did not 
look like a boor. She was a charming blonde, and 
elegantly clad. But the moment her foot touched 
the worn carpet, 6he was like Persephone entering 
Pluto’s regions, and regarded all she saw with 
stony indifierence. That Dr. Bligh should bring 
her into this poor |place, and call it a studio; and 
introduce her to its inmates, calling one an artist, 
was very humiliating to Miss Harley, so she froze 
and floated like an iceberg through contaminating 
sea water. She looked at the pictures supercilious¬ 
ly, examined Peggt’s rounded dignity with curious 
eyes, and said nothing at all. 
“ This is the picture I wished you to see, cousin 
Eva,” said Dr. Bligh, calling her attention to the 
little child surrounded by tempest. 
“Urn I” was the expressive comment,—nothing 
more. He flushed hotly, and turned at once to 
Grace. “ 1 had not intended taking my purchase 
with me this morning, Miss Hodge, and have ex¬ 
hausted my puree; but if you will trust to my hon¬ 
esty for a few days, and allow me to remove the 
picture, I will carry it home now.” 
Mis6 Harley looked with haughty indignation at 
the man who proposed making a porter of himself 
while attending her; bnt he innocently continued 
talking with this poverty-smitten artist some min¬ 
utes, and finally bowed himself out with the utmost 
courtesy, and a picture under one arm! 
Peggt was in a white heat, but the sight of 
Grace’s patient face cooled her to tears. “ Sister,” 
she cried, “ I hate Dr. Bligh and his ‘ shoddy ’ rela¬ 
tives, and I wish he may never come again! ” 
However, the doctor was unaware of this wish, 
and it possibly would not have deterred him any¬ 
how. He!called the very next day to apologize for 
his cousin's behavior, and to pay for the picture 
he bad-bought; and endeavored so earnestly to 
erase all unpleasant remembrances that Peggy’s 
plastic heart quite yielded them up. 
If Dr. Bligh was interested in Miss Hodge, and 
determined to waken her to a corresponding inter¬ 
est in himself, he made the most of every oppor¬ 
tunity. He was a most attractive man, and Grace 
enjoyed his occasional conversations more than she 
knew, while Peggy’s wide open eyes testified her 
interest, despite her being treated as usual, "just 
like a baby. Being the only break in their monot¬ 
onous lives, his calls were ail the more welcome. 
And he, acknowledging the gentle breeding that 
shone through all their poverty, did not scruple to 
woo. 
So the weeks Tan on and on. Mr. Haddington’s 
business errande were more frequent, the demand 
for Grace’s pictures increasing. And no marvel; 
for her hand had found a touch that was miraculous 
with energy and beauty. She worked through the 
lengthening days like a being of exhaustless re¬ 
sources, and the haze upon her dark eyes had the 
brightness of those clouds around visions. i)he was 
just conscious of being glad,—the world was a 
searching tongue had not long since enlightened 
her respecting her state of mind, was simply that 
the aforementioned lady lay languishing in her 
chamber with rheumatism, and while attending to 
pains in her limbs, forgot to inquire whether there 
] was a possibility of pain menacing other people’s 
! hearts. 
Late one February afternoan, Dr. Bligh rapped at 
the studio door, and found Grace alone. Peggy had 
gone to solace Miss G mbeklank’s aches, which she 
declarcd ran through every bone in her body except 
her upper teeth, and they were protected by a silver 
plate. The doctor seemed relieved to find the 
younger sister absent, yet a silence fell upon Grace 
and him such as had never happened before. To 
steady the strange trembling that seized her she 
continued working at her easel. 
“Miss Grace,” said he suddenly, "will you leave 
your painting a moment, and hear the plea I have 
to present? It is a most important subject to me, 
and 1 beg for your whole attention.” 
She came slowly, and allowed him to seat her on 
the sofa, while he placed himself opposite. 
“Miss Grace. 1 will be brief. I wish to marry. 
My income i6 about five thousand a year; my social 
standing must be known to you. I have had the 
entree of the best circles, yet have never found such 
grace, beauty and modesty in any fashionable belle 
as I have found in your sister. I have tried to win 
your confidence and esteem. You are her rightful 
guardian, and of you I request permission to ad¬ 
dress her.” 
He turned an expectant face to Grace’s pale one. 
She saw his meaning. He had not acted dishonor¬ 
ably, but only too honorably. Whom could she 
blame ? Herself? Was she to blame for loving the 
only man that had made her taste life's richness? 
But— 
“Peggt—I think you said yon loved my little 
sister?” 
“ I know how dear sh« is to you,” he hurried on, 
piercing through her bewilderment of pain, “ 1 
know bow you have reared and cherished her. God 
do so to me, and more also, if 1 ever wound the 
dove you give me.” 
Grace could not endure his beseeching eyes. She 
passed her hand across her forehead. 
“Your suit has my sanction. 1 believe yon wor¬ 
thy. Be very careful of my little sister! ” 
He extended his frank hand to take hers in a fra¬ 
ternal clasp. It required an effort, but she met it, 
and thrilled through with suffering from his ex¬ 
clamation ; 
“ 1 will try to be your brother, indeed, Grace ! ” 
Peggt came in soon after, and a flush crept np to 
her eyelids at thus unexpectedly meeting Dr. Bligh. 
“Miss Peggt,” he pleaded courteously, “I have 
had a tedious time to-day,"going my rounds, and in 
order to obliterate it from memory, I want to beg 
your sister and you to take a little ride with me into 
the suburbs. The sleighing is fine 1 can assure you.” 
Peggy turned her wide, delighted eyes on Grace, 
who replied, while quietly arranging something at 
her easel, “I am very busy, and must request the 
doctor to excuse me. But you, my dear, look as if 
you needed fresh air. You had better accept hiB 
kind invitation.” » 
So Peggy thanked him," and disappeared, to re- 
tnrn in plain wrappings, looking all the prettier by 
contrast. They were scarcely gone when Grace 
was startled by a knock which heralded Mr. Had¬ 
dington. The self-command she had exercised was 
yet here. :*;r. Haddington evidently came on im¬ 
portant burpees. and was nii\kras to state it. But. 
he went through all the gymnastic performances to 
which he was addicted, besides several extra ones 
of which Pegg r bad not supposed him capable, be¬ 
fore either Grace or himself was relieved. 
“ Miss^ODGE, hi ’ope you are hin good ’calth to¬ 
day. Ili’m grieved to find you looking rather hill.” 
“ Thank you, Mr. Haddington, I am quite well. 
Did you call to inquire when 1 shall have this fin¬ 
ished?” 
" Not bexactly. Miss Odgb.” 
Grace’s previous experience had sharpened her 
eyes; she looked at the man, and a sickening fear 
went over her. She had to endure, however, while 
he made his proposals, confessed his admiration, 
esteem, and somewhat pompously laid his figurative 
hand and heart at her feet. She replied in a very 
low, firm voice, through which disgust did not once 
find vent, that her resolution .was already taken 
never to marry,—that she appreciated his kindness, 
and his regard for her, but must decline the prof¬ 
fered honor. With English pertinacity, he was pre¬ 
paring for a seige, when she 6wept a white, light¬ 
ning glance across his eyes, and said, “ This subject 
must be dropped forever!” And Mr. Haddington, 
somewhat dazzled and quite confounded, retired 
from before the walls. 
Grace waited till his feet had left the stair, then 
she got up and walked the floor with the eiy, “ Too 
much! too much! ” She tried to ascertain her 
position, and to search hereelf. Reason 6eemed 
numb, but sensibility was madly alive. Sbe had 
loved,—had been set aside by the beauty of her sis¬ 
ter,—and had finally been mocked with an ashen 
apple. She looked into her heart. It was like a 
prairie with a single tree sprung from it, an oak 
grown out of some chance-dropped acorn. Under 
that tree she had sheltered her sister through all 
the years of their lives, while the sun of affliction 
was drying and scorching that prairie’s tall growth 
of grass. Love had dropped a single spark, care¬ 
lessly—a6 carelessly as a coxcomb drops ashes from 
his cigar, she thought bitterly—now, lo! the con¬ 
flagration. Should her sweet child’s shelter be 
destroyed,—the oak that had lived through storms ? 
This fire was a fleeting element, and should go out. 
With her own hands she would bum a preserving 
circle around that solid trunk. And she could do 
no more. God would make the ashes a fertilizer 
hereafter, and the waste prairie might yet bloom 
like a garden. 
She had looked without, she had looked within, 
and now she looked up. It is a blessed thing to 
have one's wings of faith grown, and ready for any 
emergency. Little pinions are pretty enough to 
spread like diminutive peacock-tails in the sun, and 
to wear to church, but it takes great and strong 
feathers, every shaft of which came forth by prayer 
and holy meditation, to lift one above the earth, 
that he may shake its dirt from his feet, and float¬ 
ing over, take in the magnitude and aim of life. 
Grace was huddled up at one end of the sofa, all 
in darkness, when Peggt came back. She heard 
the doctor murmur as he left his betrothed at the 
door, “Good night, my pearl Marguerite ! ” and 
for an instant she hated them both, fiercely. But 
Peggy, groping with irresolute, frighted hands into 
the silent room, cried piteously, “Gracie, where 
are you ? ’’ and Grace’s heart and arms sought her 
at once, with unspeakable tenderness. Alas ! it was 
no longer her little sister. The child had changed 
to a woman, who in her new relations seemed to 
forget the old. 
“ The doctor says,” she went on gravely, after 
her secret was disclosed, “ that our home shall be 
yours, and that we shall never be annoyed by Miss 
Harley, whom I believe he dislikes as much as I 
do. And you shall go to Italy if you wish.” 
Grace considered silently with what kind decision 
6he would waive these plans for depriving her of 
her independence. Peggt should have been her 
child, but she would not take an indefinite position 
in Peggy’ 3 house. 
Dr. Bligh urged an early day for the nuptials. 
And Miss Gimrerlank. recovering the use of her 
limbs, rejuvenated by the news of a wedding, came 
down to superintend. When one’s life Is broadly 
social, a busybody is not as annoying as when that 
life is pent between namow confines . a fly in a par¬ 
lor is scarcely noticed, but let him get into a bottle 
and what a buzzing he makes! 
The bridegroom brought costly gifts for his 
queenly young bride, but Grace begged that, these 
might he laid aside till after the marriage, and that 
6he might robe her sister simply, and from her own 
puree,—was it not for the last time?—and that the 
wedding might take place in their own little studio- 
home. How she disciplined hereelf to speak to, to 
think of, Dr. Bligh as her brother! 
It was granted as she wished; so one bright 
spring day the bridal party descended from the 
humble lodgings, and were whirled away to Dr. 
Bltgh’s residence. It wa6 her little Peggy’s cor¬ 
onation. Grace tried to be glad. She was kind to 
those who sought her in admiration of her talents, 
bnt relieved when all was over and she could hasten 
back to her lodgings. Inside the deserted room, 
she bolted the door and leaned against it, faint with 
departure of her courage. 
It was no more Grace Hodge and her sister, but 
Grace Hodge and her pain. She was doubly be¬ 
reft, sbe was stripped and bleeding. In the night 
she would waken and reach out for her little sister! 
In the day she would look up ready to address some 
thought to the man who had unconsciously won 
her love! The jewel casket in every woman’s 
breast contains only one diamond, and alas for her 
if it slips from her fingers without being asked for! 
Peggy would come at first perhaps almost daily; 
then, as she became more engaged with society, 
weekly; after awhile, perhaps only once a month. 
Then, sister Grace, not belonging to her house¬ 
hold, would cease to be counted as hers. It was an 
agouiziug time, but human will, and the God that 
makes it, would bring her up from this Gethse- 
tnane. Grace then and there mapped out her life 
anew. Its center was gone, its freshness wasted; 
but she would have a new center and an eternal 
freshness. Such women as this one are led through 
the fire and come out with their faces sanctified. 
I have told of Grace Hodge and her sister; the 
future will tell of Grace Uodge aud her glory. 
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In every angel-flower 
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“Grace,” said Peggt, eager to talk, “what a 
greatprice yon set on ‘Jean Valjean,’ Who is that 
gentleman ?" 
“Did I ask too much for it?” wondered Grace, 
looking again |t her happily-wrought piece. “ It 
was not because 1 thought it valuable or well done, 
I am sure. But one naturally sets a high estimate 
on what one loves.” 
“ Mr. Haddington bore away on his countenance 
a ray from the lamp of genius that sits before his 
household gods,” rattled on Peggy, who wanted 
her last question answered, “ He is just like a fig¬ 
ure on wires, and has stated movements; he smiles, 
waltzes about the object of his interest, pulls his 
mustache, raises his hat and bows, — five distinct 
motions, These are all I ever saw him wound up 
to. The strange gentleman appeared more diverse 
in his accomplishments. What did you say his 
name is?" 
“Dr. Bligh.” 
“ Wonder if he’s descended from that astonishing 
Nellt Bly, who shut her eye when she went to 
sleep? Don’t be so dignified about a little non¬ 
sense, Miss Hodge. I have been quiet for a whole 
solemn hour.” 
“ Tap, tap, tap,” gave the Hoot again from a 
lighter touch than Mr. Haddington’s, who always 
sent such sturdy "rap, rap, rap's” through the 
small rooms, and a tall woman immediately fol¬ 
lowed her intimation that she wished to make her¬ 
self at home in this part of her own mansion. 
“ Good evening. Miss Gimberlank, ” Baid Peggy, 
demurely, und Grace followed with, “Good eve¬ 
ning; will you take this seat by the stove, Miss 
Gimberlank?” 
The spinster sat down, knitting furiously. She 
was mistress of this house in which Grace Hodge 
and her sister had taken lodging, and which she 
made boast was conducted on the " European sys¬ 
tem.” However this may be, it truly was conducted 
on another system, aud that was the inquisitorial. 
Miss^GimiERiJiNK wee not such a heathen as to let 
her “ inmates ” live in isolation, if they had no ac¬ 
quaintances ; and if they had, it was to the interest 
of her establishment that she make investigations 
regarding the same. Two gentlemen had just left 
Grace Hodge’s studio. No gentleman had ever 
been there before but Mr. Haddington, who was a 
partner in the firm that disposed of her pictures for 
her. Full of benevolent anxiety, Miss Gimberlank 
appeared on the scene. 
“ Who was that other man in here to-day, 
Grace ?” she inquired, setting up her long feet to 
toast before the lire. 
“ It was a gentleman who came with Mr. Had¬ 
dington,” answered Grace, bringing the little lamp- 
stand forward. "We had better have a light now, 
hadn’t we, Peggy dear?” 
“ Oh, no,” said Peggy dear; let’s sit awhile in the 
twilight, sis; it will do you good to rest your hands.” 
“ Now, Grace,” continued Miss Gimberlank, 
“ you needn’t try to get around me that way. I 
know he came with Mr. Haddington as well as you 
do. But who was he?” 
“ He was just who he is now, if he continues to 
exist. His name is Dr. Bligh.” 
“ When is he coming again ? Is he going to set 
for his likeness ?” 
“ 1 made no inquiries as to his future intentions,” 
6aid Grace, seating herself in a straight-backed 
chair by the stove, with some dignity, “and I have 
never painted portraits. ” 
“ If he sets, Miss Gimberlank, 
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put in Peggy, 
“ we will have his likeness already in certain barn¬ 
yard fowls.” 
“Peggy,” answered Miss Gimberlank, "you 
ought to have 6ome respect for age.” 
This was her favorite way of meeting Peggy’s 
impertinent little tilts. Not that she considered 
herself other than a youthful damsel, but that by 
such reply you always rob your antagonist of his 
sharpest weapon. 
" He had black curiy hair and black eyes, didn’t 
be, Grace? He wont do for you; you’re dark 
yourself, so don't you go to tumbling in love with 
him. Peggy with her red hair would be a better 
match.” 
Miss Peggy chewed this cud intently and medi¬ 
tated vengeance. 
“La!” exclaimed their visitor, dipping into the 
past like an epicure of snuff into his favorite brand, 
“I used to see so much company when I was the 
age lot yon girls. I wasn’t more than sixteen 
when 1 was engaged the first time. He was the 
nicest, fellow. We thought a heap of each other, 
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descriptive Circulars free. Address 
050-131 JAMES C. KAN U & CO., Bltldeford, Me. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma:—A smooth sea never 
made a skillful mariner. 
Answer to Charade:—Moore’s Rural New Yorker. 
Answer to Anagram: 
Merrily, merrily down the hill, 
Danced and sang a little rill; 
Merrily evei along the way 
It flung in glee Its shining spray, 
That neath the wings of the happy hours 
Kissed the lips of the laughing flowers. 
Answer tolllustrated Rebus:—3Ian. shun deceit in all 
you do, he honest, kind, but careful too. 
IGLE BRICK MACHINE. — The Cheapest, 
simplest, and most durable Brick Machine in use, made 
sold by FREY. SHECKLEP. * CO., 
l-2t Bncyrus, Crawford Co., Ohio. 
NO. 1 PERUVIAN, (A Pure Article.) 
SOLUBLE PHOSPHO—PERUVIAN, 
AMMONEATED SOLUBLE PACIFIC. 
Also, PHOSP11ATIC GUANOS, of the highest grades— 
genuine. _ 
These Guanos are all excellent Standard fertilisers, and 
the best adapted to all soils and crops. W. U. STARR, Agt., 
150 Fulton St.. J. B. SAUDY, 58 South St., New York. 
ij-T For full particulars send tor Pamphlet. 
NEW ADVERTISEMENTS 
C URL YOUR HAIR! 
SAMPLES SENT FREE! 
A SAMPLE of PKuF, ROBB’S MAGNETIC CURLIQUK 
sent Fkkk. It coi ls straight hair (without injury) In soft, 
luxuriant, beautiful flowing curls, on this first applica¬ 
tion. Address, with stanra, 
948-lt I' eof. B. H. ROBB, Parkman, Ohio. 
T he eureka mower. 
THE GREAT DIRECT DRAFT MACHINE. 
IT HAS LESS DRAFT. IT MOWS FASTER. 
* DOES NEA TER AND BETTER WORK. 
Ie handled easier, and is in every way superior to side draft 
machines. Manufactured by 
WILBER. STEVENS A CO.. Poughkeepsie, N. Y. 
B3T Send for Illustrated Circular. 
I T O THE LADIES. 
FOR ONLY ONE DOLLAR, 
We are selling Silks, Shawls, Df.t and Fancy Goods of 
every description : also, Silveb Wake, Fubnitpkb, Ac. 
Valuable Pkksbntb, from f8 to *500, sent free of charge to 
agents sending dubs of teD and upwards. Circulars sent 
free to any address. WYETH <& CO., (Successors to Meb- 
sengek & Co.,) P. O. Box, 3,931.12 Hanover St.,Boston, Mass 
