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A JOURNAL OF INSTRUCTIVE AND ENTERTAINING LITERATURE.
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Vol. LI. {Sree VaNDAWATER SURE
NEW YORE, DECEMBER 10, 1892.
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CHAPTER I.
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OTHERS 17 PROVES A CURS!
(ed made the tich and Ho mae the poor,
Yer never can quite understand’ Po”
Why the path of ope He seed with Comer,
‘Aud the path of the other with sand.
“* Why init that to some He gives
while Be Bihers live from day to day
ita ito that is fled with care?
+ For some this world fsa paradise,
nd they Ileana long, sweet ioe
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—oR—
THE ROMANCE OF THAT SAUCY JESSIE BAIN.
The Latest’ and Most Thrilling Story fresh from the Pen of the People’s Favorite Author,
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StRvGoLE ror a Heart,” “Beaurtrun one’s
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Loven,”, Erc.,
[THIS STORY WILL NOT BE PUBLISHED IN BOOK FORM]
“ Why is it that tired, aching hearts,
‘Tired of this world of woe and strife
Should be given the gift they wish for jeast—
‘The unwelcome gift of—I
Ir was a magnificent evening, in balmy
tho farefamed St, Lawrence. “the golden stead
,| stars burned like tapers in the blne-arched heave
bint arrowy light reflected in the laughing, ‘dim
Tas waves which lapped the thousand picturesque
el los that looked like great green emeralds in
iting and the soft, bright light of a fair
ye cane
Lawrence” was making her
ight excursion down ie bay, lad-
en to her utmost capacity.
ie passengers were all summer tourists, light of
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heart and gay sami Bl save one, a young and
andsome man, dressed the ihe _
handsome man, dressed f the height of fashion,
ing carelessly against the fatale aioe rae on "the
Water and exchanging an eecasional word with one
the crew.
‘yifjan unkind fate had tot destined that Hubert
arrick ehonld have taken this search-light sail on
this fatal night, our story never would have been
ten, a tragedy ‘would ve been averted, and a
Fenne girl's life would not have been wreck
jut whatever ‘alr at in
the book ot fate hota ready mapped 01
8 tert aire tals a 1 part i
romance, he = must be bed” nelpal part in onr
jemas about iveandtwenty years of age,
of medium height, slendee elegant, dad ractul ot |b
figure. His features were finely chi Heeled; bis dae
iF as cat close to & vel: sha
He had a high, proud forehead: straight, fine nose;
a firm, resolute Froath, shaded by a curling, silky
mustache; soft, brown, splendid eyes whose gaze
wonid have hatinted ou.
ia greatest charm Wasa fascinating manner,
that’ ‘rer people to him, ofttimes: even against thoi
Detter judgments
16 Beene upon which be wi
hy wan wall worth lo took a ae gazing wo curious
The search-light ws Wonder, even to Varrick,
who had traveled the wide earth over. The steamer,
gilding through the dark waters, makiog its way
in and out of the thousand green isles, the great
light fom the. ae “house suddenly throwing a
bro: flash frst on this and then on
flood of radiance over objects as far
© could Teach, gliding the pretty erate
sander, slivéary rs shining in the blind-
Ine gli, thelr occupants seeming more fairy-like
he Tight swept across land and water from
point to point, Varn lightly laughed aloud at fhe
ludicrous incidents, such ag the sudden dashing
the light’s piercing rays on so rere eng of
frro souls indulging in but one thon rote ruth:
sssly awakened {rom sweet seclusion to the
flare "pully, and at ma any a norel sight, Tie
ing that at every tum of ponderous
wheel he. van nearing a is destiny.
” he ingiuited, carelessly,
turning to one of the deckchanils e tanding ‘neat
him.
“ At Fisher's Landing, tir,’ returned the man,
‘The words had scarcely left his lips ere a radiant
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flood of electric light swept over the jutting bit of
mainland,
In that instantaneous white glare Varrick saw a
sight that was indelibly engraved upon his mem-
ony, le fe las
fo dock was deserted by all save on
young mitt, who stood In toe fallgiow of the bright
Jight, waving her band toward the steamer,
beautiful as a poet is dren
She wore a dress of some white, feecy material,
her, golden hair fying in the wind and fappiag
agalnst her baro shoulders and halt-bated white
The light laugh died on the stranger's lips.
eat heavens! who is thatt” he cried. And
what itean angel, aid, or & human
belng®” aio hand falliog heavily ou the man's arm
arpa as ho strained his eyes eagerly toward the
beautiful pctare, whict every one else on the boat
miring as well as himeelf, the scene was
sudo wrapped in darkness, aud the steamer
cde
ss Who was tbat, and what place was itt" he
asked again, breathlessly,
“Tt was Fisher's Landing, I said,” rejoined the
other. “The girl is ‘Sauey’ Jessie “Bain,” as they
call hor hereabonts, She's Captain Carr's niece,
and the pride of fall ho kuow i
4 lovert” suddenly asived Varric
ie eamnestues question Sinwed, the
Yard bless you, sir! ho answered, «there's
scarcely a single man for miles around tat isn’t in
Jove with Jessie Bain; bat sho will have none of
oie young man breathed freer. Somehow, he
at to hear that this pretty girl was heart-whole
fancy
‘theres ™ tle story about Jessie Bain.
F hereabouts, aod not likely to feel
Lor speak of 1 to others, I'l tell 1¢ to you,
aineo you aduilre the girl
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But ‘the story, was not destined. to become
kno’ Yarrick, for his cotmpaion was called
arey at that moment, and he was left to conjecture
booming of the sig 8, the red lights,
ani the flaming rockets ae reted the coming of
the majestic steamer had no Sharm for
He could think of nothing else, see nothing but
the, face, of the girl he had seen on tho dock at
Fisher's Landing,
‘This was particularly unfortunate, for at that
moment Hubert Varrick was on his way to be mar-
tied on the the beautiful Miss Northrup.
She was'a famous beauty and belle, and varrick
had been madly in love with her, doing everything
in his power to outwit the rivals who persistently
crossed his path.
wile mas very proud of her. dt yas not every man
0 had the good fortune to win such & golden
rest for, in ‘addhtion to her bean » Miss Northrup
‘Was Worth three millions of dollars.
soft since he bad seen the face of Jessie Ba! in be
@ strange alt doth ined regret that he
Found to ansther, Ho was not overimpation. to
arrive at his destination, aithongh be knew that
Gerelda Northrup an bevy of her girl friends
ta ane be at the dock to welcome
im,
to be the case, and @ moment later,
ost aa from the gang-plank, he caught sight
of the fall, stately beanty, who swe] pt forward to
meet im With outstretchéd jeweled hands and @
glad neleome ‘on her prow
‘Lam so delighted that, you ou have come at las
t,” she murmured in a silvery, aristocratic
it she drew back abashed as he attempted to
wise vie fand this action chilled bim to the very
vol os
Ben tras quickly presented to Gerelda’s fasbion-
able girl friends, aud then the purty made their
‘way up to the Crossmon Hotel, which was only
Tew yards distant, Varrick and Sliss "Northrup,
arm in arm, lagging a little behind the rest.
“T hope you have been enjoving your onting this
seasoD, My datling,” said Vatrick ts 8 low tone,
Even in the dim, ‘aceertain ‘ihoonlight he taought
he saw the girl’s face Dusk hotly.
“Thave had the most delightful time of my life,”
she declared
K frowned. It was not 0 pleasant for him
to ear ‘that she conld enjoy
Jealousy was deeply rooted in his nature.
sprung Up into his heart now like a fierce whirl-
wind,
“Ig there
make it so pleasant
“Yes. Captain Frazier is here.”
Tho frown on his face deepen.
* Hav mi been flirting with him, Gereldat” he
asked,
“the ait taoghed a little silvery Tough,
«Don’t be jealous, Hubert,
ro any special one who has helped to
asant?”” he asked.
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