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meet AR G Ou y;, APRIL, 1889. _ THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH. > * Citar LER xX. MRS, JAMIESON PLAYS HER LAST TRUMP. ()N her way home from Ashchurch, after sending her warning telegram to Norah Canter, Vera stopped at the forge to tell Reuben that Mark had gone to Marling, and of the steps she had a ‘en to frustrate his design. _ The blacksmith left his anvil and came outside the forge to speak to his beautiful visitor ; and as he stood bareheaded, with one hand resting on Firefly’s shoulder, they made a group an artist would have longed to paint. Firefly was a pretty creature, and her mistress never looked better than when mounted on her; for Vera’s slim, graceful figure was seen to best advantage on horseback, while the magnificent ‘physique of the blacksmith was an excellent foil to the delicate grace Hjof the girlk His handsome face wore an anxious, puzzled expression Hjas he listened to Vera’s story, and he glanced hastily at his watch— an article almost as large as a small warming-pan—as she finished speaking. “TI think I'll go over to Marling. There is a train at two. There is no telling what mischief Mark mayn’t be up to, if he finds Janet,” he said, thoughtfully. | *“I don’t think he will find her, though; and if he does not, to see you there would only make him surer than ever that Janet Ss there. He only suspects it at present; he can’t know it,” re- ‘urned Vera. _*That’s true, Miss Vera; and Norah is a match for two Mark browns, Perhaps I’d better do nothing. She would be sure to send or me if I were wanted. I feel very anxious about Janet, though. Owever, I must just trust in the Lord; He can watch over her etter than I. Thank you kindly, Miss Verd, for telegraphing.” “Never mind that. I shall have a letter from Norah in the Morning, and I will come and tell you what she says.” | VOL, XLVIL R | ; CoOnniclbooks (CO) im