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Fare from Butte to Helena, $5 00 Round trip tickets 8 (X) Only twenty-two miles of staring over the beet equipped line In Montana W. S. TJWNSHEND, Supt. J. E. BAXII1 4.. Agent c ay. J. C. DITY.r..b. Agent, Calvin. 14Eg§ TA YL 0 R , Carpenter&Builder All kinds of Doors, Window Frames, Sash, Counters, Etc. made.to Order. Plans, Specifications and 1 . 1catimates prepare. BOULDER, Mont. CHARLES . INalittn, PIAAOTICAT, Boot and Shoemaker, BOULDER, MONTANA. Mr. Englund has permanently located among us, and those lyiaiiIng anything in his Win will clo well to tali. rif Repairing Neatly Done..Ati Boots and Shoes made to order. SAtlafac- ctoR rtukranteki. NORTHERN GROWN PL • AND SEEDS scirsowladim: th• hest, being healer, inGt• prodactiva and yield. better crops. TM/ ILLUSTRATED CATALOGER Closisialimg eat, lb* bost rari.U•s, Malted trims es wipti- eaitam. MUTE FOS IT. •3X T. FtowasTs moo eittaisean, tIT. PAUL, M MOTANA DETECTIVE AGENCY. 1. 0.130X 872, HELENA, M. T. Incorporated June IS, 1887. Capital Stock, $10.000. All classes of Issrithilide defective wort en- trusted to us will receive prompt attention. Cor- respondence solicited. No charge for consulta- tion. All business stricils confklenUal. We have a g ents in all parts of the UnItecilSta•es. Call at room. No• 3 and 4. Hameln% block. over poetoglire, or Cato. Val. itealtaw, Chief. KINDRED SPIRITS. BY THE AUTHOR OF \SOCIETY'S 'VERDICT.\ \My wife will take care of you, Trefusis, if you don't care to come with me.\ \Many thanks! I am no fisherman, you know, Lovel; and, if I am not in Lady Lovers way. I shall enjoy smoking a cigar in tite garden.\ \Al! right, my dear fellow; please yourself. Look after Trefusis, Blanche.\ If Lady Lovel and Captain Tre- fusis glance quickly at each other, Sir John does not notice it. \Shall you be back in time to go to the Abbey, John ?\ asks her lady- ship. Sir John's honest homely face is clouded at once. \Couldn't you go without me, Blanche? Trefusis will take you.\ \Oh of course, I could go!\ re- plied Lady hovel, shrugging her shoulders. \But I wish you would come, John.\ \I will if I can, but you know I hate garden parties—promenading up and down in the sun, talking to a lot of people whom you don't want to meet, when all the time the river is paved with salmon. Go without me, Blanche, like a good child! Tre- fusis likes that sort of thing, and I don't;\ aed Sir John strides away, followed by a man carrying his fish- ing paraphernalia. Vi ith a plaintive quivering of the lips Lady Lovel looks after' the tall broad figure of her husband disap- pearing in the sunshine. \He will never go anywhere with me,\ she murmurs, raising her lashes to coutemple the sympathetic face of Captain lrefusis. \Awful shame!\ he responds. \Fancy any one preferring to go hauling and dragging at a salmon when he might be with you!\ Oh, husbands are different!\ says Lady Lovel with a light laugh. \When you marry, Captain 'Ire - fuels, you will be just like the rest of them.\ \I shall never marry,\ he returns emphatically; and the look that ac- companies the words says, as plainly as look can say, \since I can't marry you, I won't marry at* One else.\ \Lady Lovers foolish heart beat very fast for a few moments, and she thinks that her husband is most un- kind, that he does not half appreci- ate her. She is very pretty, with a childlike prettiness; and it has all at once dawned upon her, under the able tuition of Captain Trefusis, that her husband does not understand her, and there is not that sympathy between them which Captain Tre- fusis never has any difficulty in cre- ating where a pretty women is con- cerned. He talks of kindred spirits and bonds of union, defers to her opinion in everything, arid seems to find no pleasure except in her soci- ety, so it is not -surprising that Lady Lovel's silly little head is completely el turned by this, to her l lieY amuse- merit at playing at the dangerous game of love making. She enacts the part of a neglected, misunder- stood wife to perfection. \I am always alone,\ she silys sor- rowfully; \always by myself,\ rais- ing a pair of sapphira-like es to ._ the nt and sympathetic Cap- tain's face. 1i ie r i st is It is all friendship, of course k 21 'the 1ol str g ange o aAinity souls, a but Captain Trefusis' female friends are all married women, and pretty married women, too; apparently he thinks that ugly ones need no kindred spirit. If Sir John Lovel chooses to neglect his wife, and she forms a dan- gerotis friendship in ociesequeece, why, it is Sir Johe's fault—that is all! Lady Lovel is exquisitely beautiful, too. Such a soft chiidish little face, with hair like, a dead gold halo, and such bewildering blue eyes! She looks more charming than ever in morning gown of white satin and lace; and Trefusis wonders bow her husband can go wading about a river for salmon with such a woman to look at. The kindred spirits adjourn to the garden. where the gentleman per- forms the arduous task of smoking the green -fly og the roses, and the ladylariguidly cuts the rich beauties and lays them in a basket. \Mamma mamma!\ cries a strong lusty young voice. A lovely boy of five, spring* sud- denly upon Lady Lovel, and the basket and the roses and scissors are sent down on the grass. \Oh Dick, niy darling. what a naughty boy!\ cries Lady Loyal, laughing and kissing the fresh -col- ored little face. \Pick up my roses, sir, and put them into the basket!\ The child obeys and then clings to his mother lovingly, saying: \May 1 stay with you, mamma?\ \Oh yoti inusent worry your mother, young man!\ interposes Cap- tain Trefusis, looking from the moth- er to the flushed upturned face of the child; and Lady Lovel, meeting a glance that fully expresses the sym- pathy of a kindred soul, diseegeges the hot clinging little fingers from her dress. \Run away and play, Dick; we are busy.\ Great tears rise up to the blue eyes so like her own, and the child's lips quiver as he murmnrs sorrow- fully: \llrou are always busy now, mam- ma.\ The disenthroned idol creeps away disconsolate, tears rolling down his cheeks, all the sunshine gone out of his little life. There had been a time when he had always held mamma's basket while she cut the roses; but that was before Captain Trefusis came. \Fancy your being the mother of that great boy!\ remarks the Cap- tain, as the child retreats with a bowed head. \Yes isn't he a fine little fellow?\ returns Lady Lovel proudly, adding with a sigh, \I was married at seven- teen.\ \Yes before you had time to know your own says the Captain. \I was only just out of the school room; and oh, I felt so terribly afraid of Sir John! But ••mamma said I must marry him, add so I did.\ How pretty she looks SS she speaks, with her large hat shading her eyes and hands demurely hold- ing the basket of roses! The green fly has matters all its own way for a few moments, and little Dick sits and cries in another part of the garden, and wonders whether mamma will come and comfort him. Two hours later Lady Loyal is sit- ting under a spreading, tree, the pic- ture of luxurious idleness, and at her feet is Captain Trefusis, reading aloud snatches of poetry. The sym- pathy of souls is in full swing. Out in the open air the Julie sun shines down upon June roses and green grass; but in the shade of the fine old tree it is delightrully 000l, \And you are always alone like this?\ asks the Captain in one of the pauses of the reading. \I am accustomed to it. My hus- band and I have no idea in common; he goes his way lind I go mine,\ Lady Lovel answers tremulously, forgetting all the kind indulgenee of a fond husband, the absolute faith he has in her, the unbounded trust that could harbor no thought against her. She is his wife, the mother of his boy. Sir John's honest, simple mind looks upon Om two facts as sacred. There is no suspicion in his nature; tie loves Ida with and he loves his boy; and he is honestly glad that she has Captain Trefusis to amuse her. \Lovel is a ninny!\ The speaker is a stout old gentle- man with white hair and a very red face, He hee come suddenly upon the kindred spirits and disturbs the reading. • \Good morning, uncle Nicholas,\ says Lady Lovell, -trying to be civil. The Lovel's have great expecta- tions from uncle Nicholas; and he is little Dick's god -father, and his money is all in stocks and shares safe as the Bank of England. \Not a penny in Irish land!\ he is wont to exclaim triumphantly, His nephew, Sir John' havoi, vital a heavily en- cninbered Irish property, is very dif- ferently, circumstanced; and all things considered, it behooves Sir John and his wife to be very civil to Uncle Nicholas, who has an unpleas- ant knack of turning up at the most inconvenient moments. Captain Trefusis retains his re- cumbent position on the g . res id looks at the icitr•udez reAsiettelly, keeping his linger OD ' his Place in the book. \I am so sorry John is out!\ adds Lady Lovel. has gone fishing.\ \You don't look very sorry. any- how,\ grunted her uncle. \And why aren't you fishing, Trefusis.\ \I don't fish,\ drawls the Captain. \You will stay to lencheoe, un- cle?\ inquires Laidy Level in a very half-hearted manner, \With pleasure, Blanche. How is the boy?\ \Quite well; he is playing about somewhere. Uncle Nicholas seats himself be- side Lady Loyal. Captain Trefusis puts his arms wider his head and stares up st the network of green boughs and leaves above him, think- ing what an insufferable old bore this is, and wondering why L . ady Love! asked bile to stay to luncheon. The insufferable old bore however will not see that he is not wanted; and Captain Trefusis contents him- self with contemplating Lady Lovel's very charming face, and con- soles himself with the idea that he will have her all to himself in the afternoon. * Luncheon is over, and the phteton and ponies are at the door. Lady Love!, looking more exquisitely beautiful than usual, stands upon the steps saying good-bye to uncle Nicholas, wlio has announced his in- tention of following Sir John to the river. \You can't miss him if you go straight through the park. I of- ten walk down with his luncheon when he is out all day.\ \You were otherwise employed to- day,\ her relative reminds her. \John said he would be home for lunchon,\ remarks T.ady Lovel, blushing vividly; \he half promised to take me to the Abbey.\ \1 didn't think John was such a dunce as to leave you to go without him!\ This was really too much for the pretty lady; her blue eyes sparkle defiantly as she retorts; \Captain Trefusis will take care of me. \I am sure of that; but I advise you to take care of yourself, Blanche;\ and the old man walks off just as Trefusis emerges from the house, handsome and radient, with a white rose -bud in his button hole. \John is a donkey! I wonder he doesn't punch that conceited puppy's head!\ thinks uncle Nicholas. Lady Lovel steps into the pony carriage and gathers her dainty dress around her. She carries a lace par- asol and has on a most bewitching hat, beneath the brim of vOiich her childlike face looks like the heart of a wild rose in its loveliness. \At last I have you to myself!\ whispers a dangerously seductive voice in her ear, which brings the warm blood to her cheeks. \Poor uncle Nicholas is rather a bore!\ she says nerv )usly, looking straight at her ponies' heads, appar- ently giving her whole mind to the task of steering them straight down the drive. Captain Trefusis looks at her pret- ty profile, the sweet grave mouth and rounded chin, the long dark lashes that contrast so well with her golden hair. \What a sweet little being to be thrown away upon a stupid fool like Sir John?\ he thinks. Then he says aloud, \Don't drive so fast \ She slackens pace, and they pro- ceed slowly through the quiet coun- try lanes, with June's green leaves arching overhead. Captain Trefusis holds the lace peraeol so that no suebtlain can veld) the cheek of LadyjLovel; and she feels a little pleased and a good deal frightened and wo,rders if John would be angry if he could hear some of the things Captain Trefusis is saying this after- noon. The Captain takes good care of Lady Lovel at the garden party; indeed he does not once leave her side. Together they promenade through the gardens, admire the roses, partake of ices and strawber- ries, i i g e s h , t ful hours, spendand a couple of Very de - Lady Lovel is quite unconscious that public opinion is . a little attinst this pleasant friendship, and the first whisper of a scandal is breathed abroad. It is only a whisper; but people are beginning to say what a pity it is that Sir John leaves his wife 5o much alone; and dowagers nod their heads and look meaningly at each other as Lady Lovel and Captain Trefusis saunter away down a secluded path. Somebody says by way of extenuation, \Oh he is a great friend of the husband's!\ and somebody else remarks drily: \A great friend of the wife's, you e.houra say.\ A river clear, cool and brown, with dimpling circles here and there and the June breeze just rippling the surface. Sir John Lovel is a keen sports- man, and is perfectly happy when fishing for salmon. Two silvery mon- sters lie in the boat, and Sir John stands erect, throwing „his line with a practised hand, It is past lun,c,heon-time ; - \the prom- ising sate of the river is too tempt- ing to permit him to dream of leav- ing yet; besides, Trefusis can take her ladyship to the party. It will be all right; Blanche will be amused; and Sir John feels genuinely pleased that Triefusis is at hand to escort her. The baronet feels at peace with all men, be is perfectly happy and con- tent, little thinking that the serpent is already crawling into his paradise. His fly falls lightly, and daintily where the water curls and foams; one moment it rests on the stream, the next it is suddenly dragged beneath, and the line goes flying out. From the bank uncle ; Nicholas watches, enjoying the scene. The fish is a beauty, and gives Sir John five and twenty minutes hard work. He shows on the surface now and then like a flesb ef light, and with many an angry dart and wild plunge he is drawn up to the boat, yard by yard, while the man waits, gaff in hand, to strike the final blow. \Shall I strike, Sir John ?\ he gasps exaitedlY. \Hold on a minute, Barney!\ cries Sir J3lin, reeling up with a skillful hand. \He is hardly near enough yet. Steady now! There, you have him!\ Then as the gaff is descending, he shouts, \Hold hard, man! Gaff him near the toil; you'll spoil the middle cut.\ . Slowly the prize is hauled in again; Sir John is purple with excitement, but he manages not to \lose his head.\ \Now then, Barney!\ he cries, as once more the silver beauty appears within arm's length. \Strike in the tail, confound you.\ Just as John, for the fourth time, hauls in his prize, the captive gives one convulsive leap, the hook loosens, and away he goes. \Gone!\ exclaims Sir t Ioka. \Yes I sr,\ i49 , s Barney sorrowfully; ilou'Ye lost -him now, middle cut (kirld Sir John has no more luck, and presently joins uncle Nicholas on the bank, presenting him with one of the salmon, with a minute history of its capture and the length of time it played. He also recounts the various weights of several fish he has hooked and missed, all of which interesting intelligence uncle Nicholas rece:ves with a grunt. He has come down to the river determined to open his nephew's eyes, and so commen -es operations at once. \Who is thafpuppy galivanting af- ter your wife?\ i.jaohkagildlow \Gallivanting after my wife! I don't understand you, las.\ \Evidently you don't. I mean who is that fellow stopping with you?\ \Oh Trefusis; a very old friend of mine; a capital fellowl\ \Humph! And he looks after your wife?\ \Really I don't know anything about that. Trefusis doesn't fish and Blanche said she would amuse him.\ \And be seems to be amusing him- self uncommonly well. I'd punch his bead for him if I had a pretty wife and caught a fellow making love to her.\ • \What do you mean?\ All the healthy color seemed to have died out of Sir John's face, leaving it very white. \I mean, my dear boy, that you had better look after your wife a bit. She is a deal too thick with that fel- low Trefusis.\ \He is a great friend,\ begins Sir John, with a vague look of trouble in his eyes. \A great friend! Great fiddle- sticks! A married woman doesn't want e great friend beyond her hus- band.\ Sir John turns to him suddenly, and says with a tremulous voice: \Uncle Nicholas, you mean well, I. suppose; but I have unmeasured faith in Blanche.\ \Fleaven help you if you do then! My dear boy, I am an old man and know the world better than you do; and believe, when a man lies at time feet. of as pretty a woman as your wife, and she blushes vi bee he speaks to her, and when they read poetry and don't want any one to interrupt then), there is something more thaii friendship, at the bottom of it.\ Uuole Nicholas tramples ruthlessly upon the_chilellik_e faith whizh ue. _to this time has Sir John's married life such a happy one. Poor Sir John; his notions are very old fashioned; he believes so blindly in the sanctity of marriage vows! \For better. for worse,\ death us do part,\ are pledges as true and real to him now as they were six years ago; and at once uncle Nicholas has shatte. ed his simple edifice of truth. \You don't mean—\ he begins, his eyes dark with anger and the words forced out between his teeth. Sir John does not often look and speak so. \Don't take it like that, man.\ Uncle Nicholas is half afraid he has gone too far. \I don't say there is any harm done yet. Your wife is a dunce; I thought so the day you mar- ried her, and I think so still; but you are a still greater dunce to throw tem- tation in her way.\ \But what could I do?'cries Sir John helplessly. I love Blanche as well as any man loved his wife. She has everything she wants; I never though she was unhappy.\ John, it is an old saying that Satan always finds plenty of mischief for idle hands, I don't say Blanche is unhappy, and far be it from we to say she means any harm; but I will give you a bit of advice—don't ne- glect your wife. \I never neglect her; I never was unkind to her in my life,\ : \I dare say not. You have never ill-treated her; but you leave her too much: to herself; she is moped to death,\ \She has the boy—our little Dick.\ Sir John's voice quivers; this sudden shattering of his domestic peace hurts him sorely. Uncle Nicholas however has not half finished his lecture yet. \She has the boy,\ the old gentle- man says mockingly; \that's where you make the mistake, John. Dick is a splendid little fellow; but a child won't content a woman all day. He is mostly with his maid, and you leave Blanche to amuse herself as best she may. Do you ever go anywhere with her? Does she enjoy your society as she did when you were first married? Does she, I say? Come, John, I know you are fond of her; but how often do you tell her so now; yet you leave another man to tell her so. My dear boy, women like all those little at- tentions; that's why I never married; I knew I could never keep it up. Blanche is like all thereat of her sex; she thinks you neglect her, and so t tirade in she contents herself with the admira- tiosniorf John listens eone t else.\ o he Si- lence. \And I thoug l at she was so happy; I had such sith in hen\ he te at a l rs ast e tt ct s i uch s tit a wi r e iti N fu i l cho to la n s e . sa th Y at s eyes, vtie.rhaps I' am an old fool to med- dle between husband and wife,\ he says testily; \but take my advice, John; kick irreftssis out of the house and. give Bin mwhe a talking to.\ ,t en leat page.)
