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Social Problems And Their Peaceful Solution.
heads as well as hands ; in Avhich work he best fulfils his destiny here who , according to his station and opportunities , conduces most to the service of his God in forwarding the prosperity of his country andthe amelioration of his fellow-men . ( To be continued . )
An Italian Count.
AN ITALIAN COUNT .
BY MARY A . DENNISON . ( From Api ) leton ' s Journal . ) PART T . MISS LOUWINaged twenty-sevenpretty
, , ancl not at all passe , sat in her cosy boudoir one morning busily engaged in Avriting , when her maid brought in a card . " SIIOAV him into the drawing-room at once , " said the mistress , " of course T m at home to him—one of my oldest friends . The letter can Avait . '
BroAvn disappeared . Miss Louwin moved quickly to the mirror and smoothed her bright locks daintily back , then went down-stairs . A tall , handsome young man came fonvard as she entered the room . " So delighted ! " exclaimed the lad y , her
face a mirror of genuine welcome , as she met him Avith outstretched hand . " What an age since I have seen you ; and what experiences we have both gone through ! You have been among the Indians , I hear ? ' ' " And you among the brigands of Italy , "
he responded , as they shook hands heartil y . " Upon my Avord , " he added , "you are groAving younger , When we last met ' The little woman held up a finger warn- ' ingly . "No flattery , " she said , laughing .
" Don ' t you know that I have silver'threads among the golden 1 But come , sit down , and tell me the news . I will pin " for luncheon , which we can have just here , " she added , rolling tAvo easy chairs near the ample bay Avindow . " NOAV let us be
cozy . In the first place , you have been home longer than I have . " " By three months , " he ' quietlyresponded , laying aside his cane . "I came home on the sick list . " " Yes , yes ; I ' ve heard all about
thathonourably Avounded ! AVhich was it , the right arm or the left ? " she asked anxiously . " The left—shot near the shoulder ; and but for Dean—you knoAV Dean , our Major —I should have been scalped , for the shock of the wound made me faint . But he dragged me to the fort under steady
fire ; and so—here I am . " " 0 , Jack , Avhat a mercy ! " said the little lady , an unwonted moisture making her broAvn eyes brighter . " I suppose you were Miss Fanny ' s hero then ?" " Miss Fanny Avas visiting at Chicago at
the time , " said Jack , a sudden and remarkable change visible in his handsome features , his lips working , and a frown disfiguring the smoothness of his forehead .
" But she came right on , of course ? " She came on—about two months ago , " he said , in a constrained tones . "Miss Louwin , we Avon't talk about her just noAv . " " But indeed Ave will , " was the astonishing reply . " I insist upon the privileges of an old friendand I want to know
; Avhat it means . Fanny Regis and you were certainly engaged to be married before I went aAvay . " " Oh , yes ; that Avas ages ago . " " Ages ! Just two years—do you call that ages ? . Why , Jack , Avhat is the
meaning of this ?" ' The young man turned his head aAvay so that only the outlines of the fine profile could be seen , but the quick eyes of the lady opposite took note that the lips quivered again under the golden-brown mustache and she said to herself : " What can
possibly have happened to part two such devoted lovers ?" " The meaning , Miss Louwin , is this , " said Jack , after a brief silence . " Fanny and I are no longer friends , and she is at present engaged to be married . " " Gracious Heavens" exclaimed the lad
, y , lifting up both hands , and then letting them fall upon the gray , silken folds of her dress . " Whom to , pray ?" " An Italian count . " Miss Louwin shuddered . Her cheeks lost their soft bright colouring .
" I have almost learned to hate the very name of an Italian , " she said , her voice falling . " Of course , my adventures have not escaped your hearing . A pretty figure I have cut in the provincial and Continental neAvspapers ! Just imagine , if
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Social Problems And Their Peaceful Solution.
heads as well as hands ; in Avhich work he best fulfils his destiny here who , according to his station and opportunities , conduces most to the service of his God in forwarding the prosperity of his country andthe amelioration of his fellow-men . ( To be continued . )
An Italian Count.
AN ITALIAN COUNT .
BY MARY A . DENNISON . ( From Api ) leton ' s Journal . ) PART T . MISS LOUWINaged twenty-sevenpretty
, , ancl not at all passe , sat in her cosy boudoir one morning busily engaged in Avriting , when her maid brought in a card . " SIIOAV him into the drawing-room at once , " said the mistress , " of course T m at home to him—one of my oldest friends . The letter can Avait . '
BroAvn disappeared . Miss Louwin moved quickly to the mirror and smoothed her bright locks daintily back , then went down-stairs . A tall , handsome young man came fonvard as she entered the room . " So delighted ! " exclaimed the lad y , her
face a mirror of genuine welcome , as she met him Avith outstretched hand . " What an age since I have seen you ; and what experiences we have both gone through ! You have been among the Indians , I hear ? ' ' " And you among the brigands of Italy , "
he responded , as they shook hands heartil y . " Upon my Avord , " he added , "you are groAving younger , When we last met ' The little woman held up a finger warn- ' ingly . "No flattery , " she said , laughing .
" Don ' t you know that I have silver'threads among the golden 1 But come , sit down , and tell me the news . I will pin " for luncheon , which we can have just here , " she added , rolling tAvo easy chairs near the ample bay Avindow . " NOAV let us be
cozy . In the first place , you have been home longer than I have . " " By three months , " he ' quietlyresponded , laying aside his cane . "I came home on the sick list . " " Yes , yes ; I ' ve heard all about
thathonourably Avounded ! AVhich was it , the right arm or the left ? " she asked anxiously . " The left—shot near the shoulder ; and but for Dean—you knoAV Dean , our Major —I should have been scalped , for the shock of the wound made me faint . But he dragged me to the fort under steady
fire ; and so—here I am . " " 0 , Jack , Avhat a mercy ! " said the little lady , an unwonted moisture making her broAvn eyes brighter . " I suppose you were Miss Fanny ' s hero then ?" " Miss Fanny Avas visiting at Chicago at
the time , " said Jack , a sudden and remarkable change visible in his handsome features , his lips working , and a frown disfiguring the smoothness of his forehead .
" But she came right on , of course ? " She came on—about two months ago , " he said , in a constrained tones . "Miss Louwin , we Avon't talk about her just noAv . " " But indeed Ave will , " was the astonishing reply . " I insist upon the privileges of an old friendand I want to know
; Avhat it means . Fanny Regis and you were certainly engaged to be married before I went aAvay . " " Oh , yes ; that Avas ages ago . " " Ages ! Just two years—do you call that ages ? . Why , Jack , Avhat is the
meaning of this ?" ' The young man turned his head aAvay so that only the outlines of the fine profile could be seen , but the quick eyes of the lady opposite took note that the lips quivered again under the golden-brown mustache and she said to herself : " What can
possibly have happened to part two such devoted lovers ?" " The meaning , Miss Louwin , is this , " said Jack , after a brief silence . " Fanny and I are no longer friends , and she is at present engaged to be married . " " Gracious Heavens" exclaimed the lad
, y , lifting up both hands , and then letting them fall upon the gray , silken folds of her dress . " Whom to , pray ?" " An Italian count . " Miss Louwin shuddered . Her cheeks lost their soft bright colouring .
" I have almost learned to hate the very name of an Italian , " she said , her voice falling . " Of course , my adventures have not escaped your hearing . A pretty figure I have cut in the provincial and Continental neAvspapers ! Just imagine , if