teresting family event must necessarily be confined to the members of
the family. In a word, it is my duty and pleasure to announce to you all
the betrothal in marriage of his grace the Duke of Cumbervale and my
granddaughter, Mrs. Corona Rothsay. I propose the health of the
betrothed pair."

Cora put down her glass and turned livid with dismay and indignation.
All the other diners, the duke among them, arose to the occasion and
honored the toast, and then sat down, all except the duke, who remained
standing, and though somewhat embarrassed by this unexpected proceeding
on the part of the Iron King, yet vaguely supposed it might be a local
custom, and at all events was certainly very much pleased with it. Being
in love and being taken by surprise, he could not be expected to speak
sensibly, or even coherently. He said:

"Ladies and gentlemen: This is the happiest day of my life as yet. I
look forward to a happier one in the near future, when I shall call the
lovely lady at my side by the dearest name that man can utter, and I
shall call you not only my dear friends, but my near relatives. I
propose the health of the greatest benefactor of the human race now
living. The man who, by his mighty life's work, has opened up the
resources of nature, compelled the everlasting mountains to give up
their priceless treasures of coal and iron ore; given employment to
thousands of men and women; made this savage wilderness of rock, and
wood, and water 'bloom and blossom as the rose,' and hum with the stir
of industry like a myriad hives of bees. I propose the health of Mr.
Aaron Rockharrt."

All, except Cora, arose and honored this toast.

Mr. Fabian Rockharrt replied on the part of his father.

Then the health of each member of the party was proposed in turn. When
this was over the two ladies withdrew from the table and went into the
drawing room, leaving the gentlemen to their wine.

"Oh, my dear, dear Cora! I am so glad! I wish you joy with my whole,
whole heart!" exclaimed Violet, effusively, but most sincerely and
earnestly, as she clasped Corona to her heart. The next instant she let
her go and gazed at Cora in surprise and dismay.

"Why, what is the matter, Cora? You are as white and as cold as death.
What is the matter?" demanded Violet as she led and half supported
Corona to an easy chair, in which the latter dropped.

"Tell me, Cora. What is it, dear? What can I do for you? Can I get you
anything? Is all this emot