again the certainty that I am right, that one great love unto death can alone give the soul peace and strength, and give to man and the world happiness."
He bent forward quickly.
"But if he were dead you might love me?"
"Not as I love him."
"He is dead a thousand times to you and your life," he cried, bitterly. "He is your wilful murderer. You will see this by and by, and I will win you. I will be content with such love as you can give me. Mine will be so full, so tender, so warm it will be resistless."
She shook his hand kindly and bade him good-by.
"I will send a carriage for you and the children to-morrow. You will go to the capital with me in my private car."
"I'd rather not, Morris, but I have promised you, and it shall be so." ······· The ceremony of the inauguration was the most elaborate seen at Albany in years.
Tammany came to the capital thirty thousand strong, and thirty thousand strong they marched through the streets, with their shining silk hats glistening in the sun and their lusty throats shouting for their leader. They had voted the ticket faithfully, and sometimes too often the same day, unkind critics had said, in the years of the past, but for the first time in generations they had placed a full-fledged Grand Sachem of their own Great
