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ROXY HASTINGS, 115 “And you have had adventures, too, of some kind,” said Alfred, when he had brought his story to a close. “How is it that you, who, like myself, were nearly desti- tute, have become suddenly almost rich? And what are the figures, Charley ?”’ ‘Those are secrets which, for the present, I must claim the privilege of keeping, even from you, Alf. It is my whim to appear poor. At the same time I intend that you shall share largely of my means. Let this satisfy you for the present. By and by—” _ “Oh, yes,” said the other, laughing; “I should be un- reasonable not to be satisfied. And now, Charles,” he added, more soberly, ‘“‘let me ask what information you can give me about—” Charles knew by his brother’s countenance what he wanted to say, and he supplied the lingering word. “Tucy 9?) “Ves. 9 “Nothing that will please you, Alf. Pray wean yourself from that attachment, for I believe, ere this she is a mar- ried woman.” The lieutenant’s countenance fell, and one might have supposed, for the moment, that he had caught sight of the Richmond ‘‘provo” with a posse at his back. He had never entirely abandoned the hope—what lover ever does ?—that in some way, his charmer was yet to be- come his bride. Her image had cheered him through all the loneliest, dreariest hours of his prison life; and now was he let out again into the free air and sunshine only to learn that the sunlight of his heart was withdrawn from him forever? He would not be ungrateful. He tried to rally and to smile, but it was only the ghost of a smile which played about his pale lips. —**"Who is he?” he asked. A cloud came over the sunny face of the younger brother as he answered : ‘His name is Burr, a millionaire almost, and fifty years old. Think no more of it. There are as good fish in the sea as ever were caught.’ ” “Ah! he has never loved !” thought Aif. “But now,” continued Charles, anxious to divert his brother’s mind from so unpleasant a theme, “let me see your ebony hero; I long to take him by the hand.” “You never pressed an honester. Come! I will introduce ou..” ; They found the negro staring about the works with an EOMIUIG JOO CS) (e(0)