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Brother and sister looked at each other, and there was fear in their faces. "Do you suppose that means they have quit?" asked the girl. "Who?" her brother wanted to know. "The ones who are out there trying to help us cowboys from our uncle's ranch, I hope." "I hope so, too, and I hope they haven't had to quit," spoke Floyd. "But we've got to go on with what we planned now.

Helen was much distressed, but with infinite presence of mind answered, "My brother heard that my father did not choose to explain before him my uncle's questions; therefore, I am sure, he will not press me to say any thing my father did not wish known. All I can tell you is, that our good grandmother is well, and that she was here lately, but is now gone."

Now he was returning to New York to take up larger affairs. An uncle's death had necessitated his personal supervision of the home office. He had heard that Mary Burton was in Naples and had decided to break his own journey there in the hope of meeting her and perhaps returning on the same steamer. Now he learned that once more he was too late.

Worse still, if Eleanore, with every apparent motive for desiring long life to our uncle, was held in such suspicion because of a few circumstantial evidences against her, what would I not have to fear if these evidences were turned against me, the heiress! The tone and manner of the juryman at the inquest that asked who would be most benefited by my uncle's will showed but too plainly.

"For what?" he asked. "To carry something for Dirk's child," Noll answered, meeting his uncle's stern eyes with his own pleading blue ones. "Pshaw!" exclaimed Trafford, impatiently, "what are these miserable fish-folks to you? I don't want you to care for them!" "But, Uncle Richard " "Well?" "Dirk's child is sick, dying, I'm afraid!" "So are hundreds in this world. There's misery everywhere."

Some of the soldiers came to him, asking him to avenge his uncle's death; but he was too prudent as yet to declare any purpose of revenge. Not long after Cæsar's death Cicero left Rome, and spent the ensuing month travelling about among his different villas. On the 14th of April he writes to Atticus, declaring that whatever evil might befall him he would find comfort in the ides of March.

I was suffering too keenly, and what embittered my thoughts was that there was no remedy. My uncle's last words echoed painfully in my ears: "it's all over!" For in such a fearful state of debility it was madness to think of ever reaching the upper world again. We had above us a league and a half of terrestrial crust. The weight of it seemed to be crushing down upon my shoulders.

The uncle's evil career will be sketched in our series of "Bible Heroes." For the present we content ourselves with the remark that no good could reasonably be expected from such a family. Lot's father was Haran, a son of Terah, and brother to Abraham. He "died before his father Terah in the land of his nativity, in Ur of the Chaldees."

Oh, see how I humble myself! I am on my knees before you. Spurn me from you in the face of the whole world!" Count Esterhazy looked thoughtful. Unhappily, the countess on her knees was more beautiful than ever; so that remembering her uncle's words, he said to himself "Yes-I will humor her-I must feign to yield." He stretched out his hands, saying, "Rise, countess.

Jack Cunningham, co-heir with James of his uncle's estate, was busy in the office he had inherited settling up one of the hundred details that had been left at loose ends by the promoter's sudden death. He looked up at the entrance of Lane. "What do you want?" he asked sharply. "Want a talk with you." "Well, I don't care to talk with you. What are you doing here anyhow.