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LET US GO TO SARATOGA. "7 “Thave sometimes thought that perhaps she grew tired of life,” mused Dora. . “No, there were no indications of such a thing,” replied Manuel; “she loved that fellow who deserted her too well,” he added with unusual bitterness. : “ And Manuel, I have just thought,” said little Dora, with an air of importance and a very solemn face; “how can we tell but Senor Velasquez has spirited her off and perhaps mar- ried her himself.” Manuel paused suddenly in his walk, struck by her words. “TI never thought of it, and he is so finished a villain, too. I wish I was certain of her fate,” he continued, traversing the floor again. “At any rate, My conscience is clear. I have tried every method I know of in vain; she has baffled me,” he sighed heavily. s “PH tell you what to do, Manuel. “Well, what ?” “ Go to Saratoga.” “Yes, to show you off, he half 1 “T have a fancy to see the general, and oh! if that magni- ficent Don Carlos Aas come, about whom I have heard so much—what would I not give to have a look at him? But that is not all,” she hurried aughed, half sneered. to say—“ the step will disarm them of suspicion—they certainly could not believe that you would leave such 4 woman in New York, alone.” “There is something in that,” said her brother. “Then again, it may be that Miss Minerva stole quietly to Cuba, repenting of her misdeeds, and for reward, they have brought her to Sara “Your imagination is fertile,” was his reply. “ Still, you can not say that it might not be. Women have changed their minds from time immemorial. I should like to sce her. I never met with any one who interested me so much offsome accounts. If I were you, I'd meet this rich Cuban more than half way, or else he may demand an expla- nation, and with your sentiments, that may make you appear rather foolishly.” ; ' Manuel looked at his sister in astonishment. He had never known her to be so voluble on any subject but dress, and now her arguments seemed to carry @ weight with them that was = commicloooks.corn