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It needed, then, only the memory of an unattainable woman to render solitude passionately desired by a man, yet almost unendurable Dale was alone with his secret; and every pine, everything in that park saw hiht, when there was no wind and the cold on the peaks had frozen the waterfall, then the silence seeiven to slumber were paced out under the cold, white, pitiless stars, under the lonely pines

Dale's memory betrayed him, ination, sharpened by love, created pictures, fancies, feelings, that drove hi, shapely brown hand In a thousand different actions it haunted hiraceful and swift as she plaited her dark hair! how tender and skilful in its ministration when one of his pets had been injured! how eloquent when pressed tight against her breast in a hts! how expressive of unutterable things when laid on his arm!

Dale saw that beautiful hand slowly creep up his arm, across his shoulder, and slide round his neck to clasp there He was powerless to inhibit the picture And what he felt then was boundless, unutterable No woman had ever yet so s had ever crossed his , sweet, and iht day he appeared to ward off such fancies, but at night he was helpless And every fancy left him weaker, wilder

When, at the culmination of this phase of his passion, Dale, who had never known the touch of a woman's lips, suddenly yielded to the illusion of Helen Rayner's kisses, he found hi her as he hated himself It sees in sootten theht to think of her, but he could not resist it Ie, yet here, in spite of will and honor and shath, was vanquished, and he ceased to rail at himself, or restrain his fancies He becaazer, like many another lonely ered nificance had clarified in hisof the principles of nature applied to life