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AN INTERESTING STORY. €37 his throat, but drew, her gently to him and kissed her fair fore- head, feeling that she was the only gleam of sunshine which his life contained. Now, as he stood by and heard her praises sung, and knew that she would have the fame that belonged to her, he exulted over it; and when, a little later, she came to him and slipped an envelope into his hand, saying: ‘‘It is another check, Uncle Jacob, which Mr. Appleton has just given to me. Please take care of it, for you are my banker, you know; and, ’ a tear start- ing to her glorious eyes, ‘‘I believe I never expected to be so happy again as I am to-night,” he thought his own cup of joy was nearly as full as hers. She was, indeed, a star after that all through the evening, and held a right royal little court, receiving and making the acquaintance of the admirers of ‘‘Chatsworth’s Pride,” until she became so weary that she longed to get home to quiet and rest. | As soon as she could find an opportunity to do so, she drew Mr. Rosevelt to President Hunter and made her adieu. Just as she was turning away, some one touched her on the arm. ‘* Miss Gladstone, allow me to present my brother, Mr. Ralph Meredith.” It was Miss Meredith—Grace Meredith she had told Star she ‘vas called—who spoke, and looking up, she found a pair of - brillant dark eyes looking into hers, a handsome face smiling down upon her, while a musical voice acknowledged the intro- duction with evident pleasure. | ‘‘Y expect you are ¢he ‘star’ whom I have been wishing to know for a long time,” he said, significantly, as he took the hand she held out to him, and mong ht he had never seen a lovelier face in his life. ; Star thanked him with a charming smile for his interest in her, and introduced him to Mr. Rosevelt; then turned to Miss Gomichooks. Go