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to the floor.
His eyes open.

Meg And then there is a silence more draws further into the shadow. How eloquent than words. And one star thin his face-how thin—but sun comes out and twinkles down upon tanned and healthy-looking also. She them, and a little breeze gets up, and can see the blue veins in his hands, the rose nods its pretty head in a they are so white. As he stretches one friendly way at them as if well pleasout towards the vase and selects one ed, and the old black cat blinks at of the largest daisies—a faint, sad them but they seem oblivious to all smile flits over his face.

but the fact that they are together The breeze seems to have died away. once more. It is very still everywhere, except for “ Dear heart, my Marguerite, you a voice in the distance singing rather are happy and content ? ” asks John, out of tune, “When the Kye come for the fiftieth time. And Meg looks Hame.”

up at him with a smile and a tear, say"A little, passionately ; not at all,” ing, “I, Meg Carnegie, do swear by says John. “A little, passionately; not this little turquoise ring and by yonat all. A little, passionately

der moon that I am truly happy and “Always, always and forever. John, content forever in the love of John John! My own true love ! It is I, Anderson, my Jo'." Meg, your Meg, and all my heart is yours.




ERE, where the sunbeams steep the meadows wide

Of quaint Grand Pré, I stand where he did stand,
Watching the ancient dykes that keep the tide

From creeping stealthily upon the land,
Watching the willows, all so gnarled and old,

Watching the shimm’ring light that loves to play
On Minas Basin-and the mists that fold

About old Blomidoo, so gaunt and grey.
Acadia, you owe a debt to him

Who sings of you, in notes so sweet and strong
That hearts must thrill, and eyes grow soft and dim,

The while rings through the world that wondrous song.

What though upon

his grave


grass is green ? He cannot die who wrote Evangeline.


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THE whole unfortunate business be pleased if I asked her at the table.

was brought about by the abomin- How should it be done? I stared able behaviour of Mrs. VanSawder’s abstractedly at the Man Opposite, lost electric lights.

in thought. Suduenly I became aware We were all sitting at dessert, very that the Man Opposite was smiling at fashionable, very well behaved and Bridget. I turned fiercely; she was very dull. The anxiety of Mrs. Van- poising a morsel of peach on the end Sawder about her dinners invariably of her fork, and listening with largeinfected her guests, and we were, I eyed, innocent sympathy, to some think, unfeignedly relieved that the thing the Other Fellow was saying. footman had steered clear of disas Suddenly the lights went outtrous breakers, and the cook safely abruptly, completely, without even a navigated us to our present port. preliminary flicker. Somebody gasp

On one side of me sat Miss Sperring ed, someone else's fruit-knife dropped -a mere shadow in the prevailing with a clatter, and there was a slight gloom; but on the other was Bridget. clink of glass. Then dead silence and Bridget is—well, just Bridget, and I thick, velvety darkness. should have been more than content I seized my opportunity. I do not with my geographical position at the attempt to excuse myself; any man table, if it had not been that the Other with Bridget next him would have Fellow sat on her left hand. Bridget done the same thing. was charming to us both; she has just I leaned slightly toward the left; that fascinatingly shy manner which my moustache brushed a cheek not a can only be successfully assumed by hundred miles away from my own; I persons of irreproachable breeding, kissed it; I whispered “Darling," and who have been through two seasons the lights flashed up again. at least.

I did not dare to look at her; I I had made up my mind to propose; occupied myself in soothing Miss Sperso, I felt convinced, had the Other ring's maiden fears. When I did steal Fellow. There was not a moment to a side glance in the other direction be lost; still, I fancied she would not Bridget was leaning back in her chair,

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scarlet from brow to chin ; her shoul- only happened when the lights went ders were heaving under their satin out." band. The Other Fellow had nearly I looked at Bridget and smiled. She turned his back on her.

returned an uncomprehending stare. How would she take it? Suddenly The Other Fellow looked at her and she turned to me and smiled shyly. smiled, and she stared at him. My heart leaped.

“Bridget!” I cried,“ tell him to go “You got it?" I said rather inco- away; you know I have a right to-" herently.

“Bridget,” interrupted the Other Yes,” she murmured. “I am so Fellow, "didn't you give me aglad; but it was rather embarrassing!” “ Bridget, where were you when

“Suppose the lights had not gone “ Bridget, didn't you call me a out!” I said.

dar"I should have got it afterwards," Our voices were attracting attenshe answered, with a little bewitch- tion; the Man Opposite strolled up. ing tilt of her chin; “Shouldn't I ?” “What's all this?” he said curi

“I should have taken care of that,” ously. I said.

" Ask her what happened when the Then the Other Fellow struck in, lights went out,” I said angrily. “Ask and I fell into a blissful silence. Pres- her where she was.” ently Mrs. VanSawder "picked up All looked at Bridget. She was the eyes," and the ladies drifted on crimson. billows of silk out of the room.

“I haven't the faintest idea what When we followed them, the Other this extraordinary conduct means, Fellow got to the drawing-room first, she said deliberately. “As for my and marched—confound his cheek ! whereabouts—if you must know-I straight to the cushioned window seat was under the tuble !where Bridget was waiting for Me. • Under the table !” we all echoed

“My dear fellow," I said, tapping in stupefaction. him on the shoulder, just as he was Bridget looked down. “I have a about to gather up his coat tails, “I stupid fashion of kicking off my slipknow you will forgive me if I ask you per at dinner; to-night I couldn't find to leave Bridget and me to a little tête- it, and when the lights went out it a-tête. I have something very special seemed such a good opportunity that to say to her.”

I slipped down “Well, upon my word, I like that," I turned to the Other Fellow. He he cried wrathfully; " suppose I have was almost white. I felt pale. something very special to say my We both laughed a little, and it was self ?”

the Man Opposite who sat down in the “There, there," I replied soothingly, window seat. “of course you don't understand. It

Kathleen F. M. Sullivan.

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