'We have not yet met that hateful Ml , 'Win throp,' she wrote one day toward the end of the second winter. ' You his mother and Miss Gray are still here, although the ogro himself is bacK at his grinding of hearts! Had w<; in; t him —or them—l assure you it would have soured every drop of tho sweetness of Parisian sugarplums! Ho would turn even tho Sweet water River of our Rockies to the bitterness < Marah ! It would be a wintry day when v, c met. Though ho were dying, [ would not lifl my hand to save him ! There i 3 a rumour—del 1 cioiisly faint—that an American i'arnily ha arrived in Paris for a flying glimpse of sugar plums! If it ia he ' She ended abruptly, after a heavy dash of iier pen : • Your modern Beatrice Ccxci Field. , And Gregory Bensonhurst understood that if ever the opportunity came for Bea trice Field to be kind to John Winthrof she would remember what Alecia had sui fered through him. So far, however, nothing special had occurred save Marion's engagement to a wealthy New Yorker who had followed them to Europe and had won her there and Kabhryn Franklin's engagement and innumerable quarrels and reconciliation with an American artist in Rome, who often neglected his studies to be with the charm ing woman of his choice. Bub one morning Beatrice and Mrs Glen denning were shopping. They had but just left the 'Belle Jardiniere.' Beatric was chatting delightedly of the beautk they had seen, when she paused suddenl}, grasping her companion's arm with a stiflei exclamation. An elderly woman, who left the gray shop just ahead of them, had been vainly striving bo atbracb tho abtention of her coachman, who, engaged in flirtation with a pretty nursery maid, seemed quite to have for gotten his duty. He had driven up and down, waiting for his mistress, and had paused on the opposite side of the street. Finding hor effort in vain, the woman at tempted to cross the street, regardless of the passing carriages, and stumbling, would have fallen under the hoofs of an approaching team had not Beatrice sprung forward and pulled her away and back upon the pavement. An officer close at hand started-to rescue her, but Beatrice had waited for no assist ance. 