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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1894-02-23, Page 6TEE WiNGITAM . IMES, F EI3R 'ARY 93i 1$94, O1 N :3» :0a.a c•Y�,t.'4'�4. =so C?UQ4GlOVG7.9 *".uq!.' COPYRIOIT i8 DY -J. LtPP(NW11 OOMPAN`.r.c P1tj1.1511C6 DYSPf:CIAL`•Al s•ANtreMeldf WITtt TilI weak and false --no, . don'tlook angry Let me tell you the truths now and help you if I eau. Aid you write of anything you knew or felt? Aid you lock into your own heartt and write? No, Toni, not even hi this one did you do that. It is: better than the others, but still only to MWerfioial study, Write of life, Tota, dear," she said, and going still nearer to hint clasped her fierce little bands around his ares, ber accents sounding inspired on the silence. "Lifer—it is the watch- word of the new school." "Yon didn't y 't sa this before. Y'ou lot me plan and build like the conceited atilt 1Was," h Tom tu:".s, d away in blind, unreason- ing rage, His kindest critic had gone aver to the enemy, if he had come to her sus`iering from n physical wound and she had struck him in the face, it could net have seemed more awful than this wanton tearing down of his faith in him- self, 1.` "Would it have been better, I wonder? Well, perhaps But as you read me the Piny I saw how you loved it. One dis- couraging sentence spoken tbe51 j nS t 1%ben 3•ou were thinking; of leaving the college ' would hate pined you too much. I . couldn't say it, Tom, I couldn't hurt you so: Besides 1 doubted my judgment , and warted," Size aeused and threw back her head. How fearless, how loyal she looked, as her eyes flashed and her lips smiled! "Now it has failed as I feared. But what of that? 1 know you well --have we been friends so long for nothing?—and I say that when yon have fought harder battles and perhaps failed again, when you have suffered more, the men and women you write ofwill behutnan, Some day you will bo all I expect you to be. I know it. I believe in yon, Tom." He could not see her face now, but the .senso of her nearness touched him with a. swift, evanescent feeling of delight. Something in her voice disturbed his heart again to a dawning hope and a riot of feverish questioning. "1 believe in you, Tom." A forecast of triumph. rang in the words. There was not time for more confi- dences before a light, irregular footstep sounded in the hall, Virginia hurriedly lit the lamp and looked intently at her father as he opened the door, • What she saw there gave a quick, strained anxiety to her expression. irre- sistibly touching. He was a striking figure: His small pink and white face and delicate features told nothing of the insensate excesses in which a fortune had been squandered.. Sixty years of life had whitened thehair falling like floss from a bald crown, but he did not cry quarter to Time. Age had come and found him rebellious, Ilo kept his chin up and never confessed that fierce premonitory tremors passed at nn- looked for moments over his frame. His clothes were youthful and un- usual. A cream colored coat, worn at the seams, but stainless, fitted tightly, foppishly at the waist and fell in a clericn1 , bock to the knees. A long brown cane was folded across his breast after the manner of a shawl He belonged to the past quite as much as the house he lived in. As he swayed uncertainly in the doorway ho seemed to have steppedfrom forgotten cxiYas to be for a si+tgle mo• ' anent eusbodeeti in the lamplight. "Ah, Tom," and he wagged his head unsteadily. "So yon have come over to us? Wolcomel A guest beneath my roof is always welcome. Eh, Virginia? Why don't yon smile and say yes? If we are poor, nay girl, we know what hospitality Means. We know that a crust may be divided among friends and taste the r it. As sure --as sore's In sweeter €o y name is Rufus Kent I'd rather—I'd raather, by heaven, sit down with a JJ friend—mind, with a friend, that's the i J� point—to a dinner of herbs than in soli- tary magnificence before a stalled oa:, :a. My sentiments, young man. As Touch- . 'Stolle says, 'Apoor thing„ but my own." Tom took the proffered hand in its faultless glove and gave it a rough grip. ! "Your guest?" he was thinking. "You , old scamp'. You don't know that nearly every penny off, your beggarly annuity goes to bay your clothes and whisky; that Virginia does copying and painting when yeti are asleep, and wears one gown mouth in and month out that the bills may be paid; that nay weekly pay - Mont for bed and board will be mare than acceptable. You don't know it, andl—no matter what Virginia says--1 �.' think you wouldn't care a hangif yeti did. If you had your deserts, you d have been pitched in the river long ttgo," Somehow his own failure made him txemmeily bitter to ,Ir. tent's sheet- amingn. The world's hard knocks may ey-e ta+tueslly teach resignation, hat who that w'thile the bruise is aching Wei Ines* within nut doea not snarl? Alt the old mate Ittesed Virgiula on 00 forehead, u jna tbetic paternity savoring of the theatrical in the caress, he slid not As he had felt for a'h-rief moment when dream how intensely Tom longed to call he stood by her side in the mysterious him a few hard names in sound Anglo- twilight, so ho felt now, only thestrange- Saxon. nese, the pain, the delight, were intensi- Ho stumbled a little ,and sank into the fled a hundredfold, Re drew his breath most comfortable chair, his murky eyes with a feeling of awe. half closing. 1 After dinner he sat down to read, It "Teat Ab, what is mote grateful to a was useless. His heartbeats were hot tired body than a cup of tea?" This was and thick, A medley of indefinite apeo- a staple remark, always delivered with ' ;nations crept between him ana the gusto by Mr. Kent after a lengthy com- printed !raga, nzn den with mixed drinks. "Tho fra- t He threw himself upon his bed and �raince of it! Tie eereory of hone ism. 1 trial to think what he should do, now haled from a cup of tm. But—I hope, , that he hail forsworn the ministry and my dear, you have something else. A the possibility of snccess as a dramatist chop or a bit of salad," ! had shriveled under that day's blight. Virginia watched him as Iso looked Butthat was useless too. He started to across the tips of his delicate fingers in , hie elbow and looked with excited eyes fuddled meditation and felt her face into the darkness. burn, Her joyous anticipations of the IIo felt he was not alone. It was as i1 first night spent together had been de- a presence stood at his side, a new truth plorably amiss. Tom was discouraged ' upon its lips, a gift within its hand. and silent. half angry with ber and on- ' "Do you not know mer a voice of erya- raged at the world, , Iler father had re- tal sweetness seemed to whisper. "I turned after one of his "bad days," when j come to all hien sooner or Liter! Some find the remembrauce of all he had misused 1 me early and some when youth is gone, and lost stung him to drink and perhaps : I coma by strange ways. I weave strange to find the ghost of his old pleasuresin the spells. The heart that once feels my hazy enchantment offby strong lis- There ios naught naught towithstand me. neverch is again. For Ah, there wile hope for Tom. He 1, I am Love." would forgot this .disappointment. He • CHAPTER III. would join the race again. He had still j . It was close upon 11 when at length a lance to throw. But poor gid dada 1 bepitted the house. The mood of the Perhaps she clid not half guess what night had changed. A light drizzle fillecl thoughts tortured him. She knew his the air. A red vapor rolled across theannuity trickled through his fingers now ' sky, broken in places and giving glimpses in small personal extravagances just as of deeper murkiness beyond, Peg horns the thousands had gone when she was a bellowed from the river. Freight ht trains little child, but ahs could not blame him. ' like dingy serpents crawled past the To dress presentably and drop in upon western boundary of the college campus and friends for'a chat and a glass of port, : and went hissing into the fog.' 1 -lo paused sometimes to ding with them in the club irresolute for a moment after the gate where once he had shone with unequaled ; clanged behind him, then crossed the brilliancy or to pay for an orchestra ; street and entered the college grounds. chair when an old comedy was present- Au unquiet spirit possessed him as ho ed were the surviving boys of his cleea- ' strode along the fainiliar paths. He was dance, His friends did not know in ' only a trespasser asset in this place where what corner of the town he bad hidden hitherto hehad roamed at will, but himself, dict not remember he had a whether he was seen or not was of little daughter. Frequently he forgot that fact consequence He had escaped from his himself. Ansi meanwhile Virginia work - quiet room foto the wet, massy darkness ed and saved, stealing.oply odd moments to r +estion himself. The .vapor that for her reading and music,tact cher gart,ad everytrod in ghostlyrobes, the depressing economies that robbed her light sweep f the wind passing his ear cheeks of color and sometimes gave to ' , her deep eyes an e.'°}aression of fear. ; like a woman's sigh, the peace here and But sue loved the old man. Her pity ' the remainders of life an the river and for what she teemed his misfortunes •market places beyond were all old and dear to him. They had helped him ba- rnacle her tender to his • faults. Not so , Tom, who had watched tho pitiful little I fort was not of his rejected play ho was • tragedy for two years. This exhausted 1 thinking. Somehow the keenness of the spendthrift, this cold materialist with a . sting left- by failure had subsided. In dreamer's ey es9this autocrat with a voice 1 fancy he saw a woinan's face --Virginia's of honey, suave, dainty, well mannered, 1 face. It accrued to float before him, he dish'.::•? as much as his native genial- I sometimes the eyes hidden as with a ity permitted, veil, sometimes the sweet, proud mouth. Tom threw himself on a lounge and 1 He was tilled with this new feeling shading his moody eyes from the lamp- ; that in the twinkling of an eye had light watched Virginia as she went light- I rushed over him. Was it love? Level ly from cupboard to table, noted the ' Oh, the ecstasy ringing in the soft vow - streak of wavering plunk staining her ' elsas he murmured them in a tender cheek, the eagerness with which she luur- j semitone! riecl to anticipate her father's maudlinHitherto he had written of love, had requests. I believed that he understood it. But to - "Ah, Virginia, bow atoieal you arel 1 night ism every fiber he felt the illimita- how steadfast! how tender and passion- ble, untranslatable difference. He had been like a blind man dwelling on the a ? > beauty of the light he had never seen—a kta-- r stay at home describing the marvels of ;t r lands never journeyed through. Hie heart had been sleeping while in his writings he had prated of passion. But this sweeping forgetfulness of self I even in a bitterly critical moment; this ways soup to >a strong muni Zoete* move- meat of Virstiniu's young figure, the sub- dued expression of her proud little mouth, the dauntless pose of her heard appealed to hint, awaking the instinct of protection Until it throbbed ati impor- tunate fire in hie heart. "If I could help her!" bethought, with savagb longing. Wlzilo regarding her more intently than he knew, her eyes, those lovely eyee snore green than brown and tonight mord golden than green, met hie in a questioning, entreatiug fashion, and the laokstirredhinustrangely. A warm flood veered over his heart. His veiszs pulsed heavily with an incomprehensible fever never known before, aald the pain of it was nervous and sweet. i •1 reaching out to and flooding immersion I in the personality of another; this mad - The to/realty of his fair, untempted ;vem t meat Pram sight, and be seoniecl to . loo,+ ;pawn an illuutinated,deptli into the very heart of life. Love and death were there; agony and sin; joy, derision,temp- tation, despair; the curse of the suicide, the laughter of young girls, the sorrow that cricain the night. ItWAS all so ter- ribly clear. It racked him, inundated kiln, l;pitted itself to him alzout her as silo At there, her ohinupotl her open hand, her dilated eyes couched under the. delicate brews, Mirroring the .o that � - passionate n Bret of .late i}a Ilei sowed all hor days. 1$be was not in Tom's confidence now, 1 144;did not share his walks. The gay jfamiliar conapanionship so unutterably dear was ended, He did not know—he nreer must know ---how often she had One after another faces arose, young • I crept to his door late at night to listen to and old; hands seemed ontatretohod, He `the scratch of his itupetueus pen, heard words that contained the gloryand fPerhaps her words had stung him to Are of diamoi ds,,so real they were, sta. , such violent activityhewould. soonleave trenchant. Oh, if he could but write them to fight fortune in a wider field. A them as they thronged into his mind::. if startled breath broke upon her lips. he could tell the wonderful story that I What would, this place be without lam?. unfolded itself before hint like a Boron upon the darkness --might not some stand and listen? Ho shivered and looked around, emerg- ing from his waking drown as from a trance, and almost startled to find him" self alone. What was'this marvelous change? He seemed on the threshold of a secret, the door open to his hand. He was as ono born again under now conditions, with keener faculties for reasoningand feel- ing. A fire had touched hien--a fire of love. It lightened the dark places of°his nature, melted the crust that held the cniments of knowledge imprisoned, and he felt stimulated. to walk victorious where before he hall stumbled. He thought of tho play that but a short while since had been so dear a thing to him. Crude, false and sterile it seemed non•, A.nd yet toventure again --darn he do it? Even while he questioned ho knew he must. His fingers tingled to grasp a pen. The delight of the artist, the creator, quivered through him. It was tempered I ness that shook hint, trailing its seduc- tive sweetness over his soul and .making him light headed; this insistent burning in his blood;this yearning uewly born -- this was love, He fiunghimself into a restful position against a tree and looked over at the win- dows where at times Virginia's shadow 1 touched the shade, Etis faee had grown Ihaggard; his eyes were alight, Oh, he Ioved her! It seemed now be had always loved her. "To tell her—oh, to tell her!" 'was his unuttered cry. "Oh, if 1 had something to offer worth her taking—not my beg- gar's portion, not the ashes of any dreams. "A vela taluses h my roof it arta ays wet- Virginia -•dear, tender, sweet voided, corns,,, strong hearted Virginia. I am not fit to lova you," a g tet" he thought, a deep. Warm pity rush-. And now a state of feeling beyond eir- p ing into his heart, pression or definition assailed him. and And he had been impatient with her held him as in a coil. It was strange, for telling hitn an unpalatable troth, subtle, exquisitely sad, Tho mist and had raged at one more defeat and turned rain were part of it, the blustery dark - from. her in bitternesst He had dared ness, the troubled breath in thetrees, the to do this! /lad he forgotten how often longing and indecision in his soul, the he had sewn her smile irf the face of de- ache of passion, the ambition so limitless Noir?and unavailing, the dull acquiescence of His repentance, like all his moods, Wall the conquered. quick and intense, the desire to make, How merciless destiny seemed itt that amends tormenting, unappeasable. l. -le moment! Ilaw empty the world! Th wanted to tell her what it brute he felt race so long, bo tiring, ending -•even at himself. lie Was conscious of a sudden the best—in what? warns inipelno• to told her in his ar eat Ile was stirred to an ecstatic sadnesrt and t ouzf,rt her. Something vital gtiickened in his coxa The physical helplessness of Woman: eciousness. What at lovable au isfortehejt,tnust at- , 1 What would her life be? Tho clock an- swered with a cynical, knowing tick. A shadowy wave of desolation rushed over her, and the roomngrew dark. Her hands fell down helplessly, The clock ticked louder, like a garrulous crone. foretelling disaster. "Virginia!" fell upon her ears with a soft suddenness that startled her, The panel slipped from her knees, and grasp- ing the arms of the chair she turned her head to find Tom Standing above her, "I have been watching you for a full minute," he said, throwing his hat down and drawing over a low stool, so that he faced her. In the hushed, masterful whisper she recognized something unusual. Sone -- thing unusual in his face too. Repres- sion was thoro, oxoitosnent, joy, "I didn't hear you conn in," Virginia answered, her voice sounding thick and far away in her own ears, 1. she half stooped to draw back the pieoe of satin on which abunch of daisies 1 was. still wet. He caught her hand and with gentle fingers that brooked no re - by a sickening edged of dread, but still it sistauce took the thing away and placed was delight, I it out of her roach. In a IittIe while he was again in his ! "Dear little hand!" and his voice was own room tearing the loaves of the re- 'heavy with love, "dear, faithful little jetted play to pieces. Ho flung thereinto hand! Let it rest awhile hero, Virginia." the grate and touched them with a match. 1 The girl shivered as one does who "Virginia was right," lie said, his voice rushes from a eold vault into the sun - broken, as if ho had run a longway, and Iight. indeed his inner solf had jo noyed to "Look at mei" she heard him saying far, undreamed. of heights that night, • in a half suppressed voice of intense ex - "You aro false. Nota word of you shall citation. "1 ant tho happiest fellow in live." Now York. You told me yon believed in me. You told me that. Oh, Virginia, •�l - ! how those words have staid evith me! ! And you worn right. I hare succeeded. esse,to 11A man whorejected all theMy lasit play wap totlte ' ed and by the A boyish laugh of pure delight loft his lips, and he sank on his knees beside her, "I'd like to Act all the bells in the chapel pealing, call out the fellows and tell them the oxchango was not so bad after all. Not so ba«,, eh, Virginia?" ho asked, thinking how lovely were the velvety deeps of her eyes. , "It is so sudden, 'so strange. But, oh. f o thero is such gladness and light in,my 1 I heart for you, Tom: Tell ing more, tell about s " mno all t. , Ike leaned closer. She felt his hand upon her shoulder, His mouth in its lithe, bo •ish curves,was ver • near her 1 y3 own, "There is somnething else I must tell you first," he said slowly. In that long, sultry look she knew all, Her pulses quickened, a fire grow inher heart. He loved her, then? Oh, he did, he did! Their faces were so close there wasa resistless impulse, a moment of con - limed, delirious joy. and their lips clung in a hies that drew Virginia's heart with it. Tom's lids fell heavily: He was very white. A great sigh came from his lips: heart. Ho seemed to hoar Virginia's ``Virginia"---- • stanch words in their delicate intone- . ' But the door opened. • Tom had scarce - tions: ly time to stand up before herfathercame "I believe in yott(Tom," ' in, followed by a boy with a package. Louder themusic rolled, higher, sweet- 1 The old man was aglow with pleas- er, one keen minornoto trauscendingtho urable excitement. He closed the door heavier veinmo,and crowning it like a after the messenger, crossed tho room. in star. The man's longing oyes brightened bis graeef'I; stately way tuncl shoolchands as ho listened. augmented his strlenth.e s His lovorusheval of d • "I have had a. ipeasant day," he said out to meet it like flood mooting flood. briskly. "Such a delightful coincidence! Virginia seemed playing a paean of sane- , What would life be without the unes- tified victory ft for a crusader who holds peeted? Have you ever thought of that, his standard aloft, though is rankling Tom?" wound pales his lips. "1 amu thinking of it now, sir," and he He would accept her message. ' exchanged a fleeting glance of archmean. Until the last vibration had sunk to a ' ing with Virgiuia. "But I differ with caressing whisper ho stood. entranced, ! you slightly, The unexpected can prove --well, at some moments-�-•an out and . CHAPTER IV. out nuisance." s Tho inspiration did not desert him. All • "When it's of an implement nature, day and far into each night ho wrote yes, of course—tny slippers, Virginia— with V'irg nia-- with felicitous ease. Xis hint of Halm thank you, say dear but when it car - passed his lips to Virginia. , Pride, with ries you back to a pleasant time and sur- a promise of ultimate victory in itswarn- rounds •you with happy memories—alt, ing voice, bade passion wait. then!" �� "You are nothing, yon have nothing ''roll mo about it dad, saidVirginia will. Some da - as she loaned over him. !�f 1J, r M ' }6 "You, ars f*ilse. Not cr word of von shall' Be stood with bowed head watching the papers. They rustled in a swirl of wind and flame, subsicled into spasmodic flckerings, and nothing was left but„ a handful of charred fragments light as thistle down. "God, help met Give mo my dream," ho murmured, his lips scarcely moving. A sustained burst of deep toned sound from -the organ floated to him through the closed doors. It thrilled him to the now, but some day you r Her face was glorified, She looked themay Baro ask her to add lief love -y with naive tenderness straight at `Torn the richest jewel—to a mo agate already as she spoke --looked until her eyes fell full," under: the Are in his, And so the time went by with ane out- " It happened this way," and Mr•. Hent hie - ward seeming of eventful quietude, and : ambled drowsily on, ignorant that the October Cama, splendor of youth and love was oddying Virginia sat along one bright after-, noon. Sho was painting a panel fora in wart. glances around his frosty head. fashionable shop that was pleased to au- I had just cashed my cheek and was ce t her work and pay as little as was walking up Broadway. As 1 came neitr passible for it. go head was bent low, Bond street 1 chanced to look upend saw and a loosened strand of hair swept her an auctioneer S flag guar a dim shop in a cheek. Her figure in its inclined posi- basement. 1 went down. The place was tion tovoalecl a supple strength and come • packed, the bidding was brisk, Pieces of ploto repose. ' quaint pottery wont for n. song, old min - The little maid who helped hor about laturos, sheeviS and rugs. I went nearer. Ilia house had departed, and tho room Ali, how 1 longod for money, money, was quiet, save that a tiny white kitten , nn0i1OY' ,: Purred before the stove and the clock : tie paused,,nnd Vsrginii gave an an- e r a easy glance at the package, ticked upon the mantel, how s "Hut you didta'l buyatiy of those tovei tionk t an tick lite silent room! T nes- 19 useless things?" she interposed in ss tion it; it aazs'vers you. Sit mute, and 1`: it voices. our thou htsVitt Info laid whisper, "You didn't, surely, dad? You Yg ri t ",,,-,.,, hot brush down and listened telt. 'There ! know the +givarter: s rent wits something pathetically childish i ginia. , T'evoYo;'turnindalwaythes will quartersdr,ag reliamlt, thedirs- "Ther a is sornethiw else 1 must telt Abut jtrsc.+, Purely private muatters before our guests," With a delicate impatience he moved to the stove and hold out Isis white hands to the warmth. "Where 'vas I when you interrupted zee? Ah," and he took off his glasses, lightly flicking his oat sleeve with them, "I remember, I controlled my= self. 1 bot: ;ht - nothing until I saw a gem. that almost made me give a cry of recognition. Against the red cloth in the lamplight and dust stood a piece of statuary that x parted with in an evil day long ago," He looked at both his listeners with a dim senile, and his voice became retrospective. "How it recalled the bright spring morning 1 pickedit up in Parisi Ah, dear me! I commenced bidding for it, "At last only one voice was heard competing with me. The owner of it peered at me through the crowd. 1 peered at him." Who was it but the son of a dear old friend! Ah, it was a sight to see him look at ree only half con- vinced. 'Is your name Sent?' 'It is, i and you aro Richard Monklow,' I m- astered, Well, he withdrew, and the - bust boc.tmo mine, 1 spent the rest of tho day with him. Wo lunched at Del- mnonico's, played a g zno of poker in his rooms afterward. Ah, he's a fine fellow, this Lioutenaut Monklow. Mrs's just left the limy to inherit a greiit fortune. Oh, what .a life he has had! Teeming with adventure, with experience. Lucky dogl But open tho packages, Tom, and see 'The hXasker,' It cost me $00 to regain it. What matter? It is worth hunt deeds." In a moment - Tom had the wrappings off, and she bust was placed on a little stand. The head and shoulders of a girl gleamed whitely in marble. Sho was represented laughing with unrestrained. gayety, her eyes half closed from sheer weariness of so much mirth, her curling mouth with its rango of little teeth just showing above the small mask that ons daintily curved hand•had pulled down in a capricious moment, A lovely thing, indeed, but sadly out of place in that poor room. It seemed. strange to Virginia that her father did not recognize tho Angular unfitness. The girl was Iau;hiug at them allt Anel to have spent 8) for it Oli, it was wanton, cruel! "Touch it reverently, Virginia; it be- longs to my past," eizhcclMr. Bent. ".cut, father dear, how ---how could you do it?". she burst out with uncon- trollable reproach. "Sixty dollars, and so many things needed herof"' Tom saw the old inan's oyea flash, as . he straighteucd himself from the waist: "That will do, may dear, I do not see that we lack any of the plain comforts which, alas! are all I crus at present pro- vide --and if I choose to tu+ld ,ti liteuriotts. Mood's Cured After Others Failed Scrofula In the Neck—Bunches All Cone Now. Sangerville, Maine. "c.1. hood &s tee, Lowell, lfass,:. ! "Gentlemen:—/ fool that X gannet say enough !ts favor. of Hood's Sarsaparilla. I'd five years X have heat troubled with Scrofula fn my neck and throat. Severe! kinds of =Moines wrhteh X tiled did not do me any good, and whoa X com- menced to take Ilood's Sarsaparilla there were largo bunches on my heels so sore thatX could 5Sr.5,lla ,(�ioocFsyl� not bear the slightest touch, Whom X pati taken one bottle of this tnedkIne, the soreness had gone, and before/ bad finished the second the bunches had entirely disappeared:' Ill.acorrai ATwooty, Sangervllle, Maine. N. B. If you donde to take Heed's Barsxpt . still ono#lee Induced to bay any other, Hoodsts pillet cure oonbtipatiett by rester: leg thoper1staltfc aCtienof theralitnent&ryoatua, 8 ltE?iEM$I: t IlY WHAT 1 eiliaM DOE, I lip and away like those dew of the morning,1 80 That soars from the earth. to its lton,e in.. they Cute+ fain. �, $o let me tach! away, gently' And lovingly, . 4" Only remembered. by wit I have done, , bus 1 Z It My nan:a incl 1ny place and my tomb all tool ( feet; ott4 t+, The brief t -see "f time well and patiently '1.'1, ' "mi' neri�l So let tug pass atvs,v, pears#ally, silently, i Only remembered by what I have done, ! ";;III I, 'yes, like the fragrance that wander~ in 1 Wb darkt;ess, When the flowers that it came from are : c;ener otosed up and gond, 1 grigd+ So would Ie bei to this worlds weary dwel- Wb lets, gnly remembered by what 1 have done„ :11111 cella there the praise of the love -written record,Thenanieand the epitaph graved on the stone?1!rhe thingsthat we have lived for, let theta ;haourstory; Weourselveshurtrememberedby what,wehaveclone,t and A e i Its aor' 1 need not be missed, if my life has - been mote) bearing!of the (As its summer and autumn more silently am on) Surra The bloom and the fruit and the seeds of , 'its season; I shall still be remembered by - what I I have done, Boy use re need pot be missed, if Another succeed' The me, tidier? Th pn e si 1.'h book Th their Ne teac Bo then 13o is me Bo horr Bo they Bo God' Bo over To reap down those fields which in spring I have sown; Be who plowed and who sowed is not missed by the reaper, He is only remembered by what he has done. 'Not myself, but the truth that in life I have spoken, Not myself, but the seed that in life I have sown, Shall pass on to ages, all about me for- gotten, Save the truth I have spoken, the things I have done. leo let my living be, so be my, dying, So let my name be, unblazoned, unknown; 'Dispraised and uninissed, I shall still bo re- membered, Yes, still remembered by what I have done. All Three Cured. .ir$IL ncaeOasv', win( HIS VMS AHD uOrn?a- 321-LAW, CURED Or CONSsntirIoi BY HOOD'S RIMS'S PILLS --rugs rILLs BIGTTsa Tuts ORDINARY CATHARTICS. - Bo Toronto, Feb. 19.—Nei! Meliechine, . a men 'popular barber of this city, has been a -sufferer from hronie constipation for years. ; He used Dodd's Kidney Pills mad not only T .obtained immediate relief, but a permanent vitt .cure,lois wife and mother -in law were brow •similiarly atIlieted, and used these pills prei• with the same results. Ordinary catber- Pia 'tics give only temporary relief and leave , the patient worse than before using them.; 'While Dodd's Kidney Pills are not oather- tics, their peculiar action on the liver and I kidneys is such that the causes of condi- .fait patio. are permanently removed. These- ha pills are manufactured by Dr. L. A. Smith P & Co,, Toronto, and are sold by all dealers, the or will be mailed on receipt of pride ; fifty 1 w cents ger box, or six boxes for,162.60. ! rim A ,but pre The local hockey club is arranging for not *series of matches with Stratford and an Mount Forest, no ,T.W. Shoe bunanimously - ' Cha elected chaircottman ofeen tlue high Schoolrethe board, He reciprocated by tendering onm the members an oyster supper, a go At the conclusion of the last regular bri monthly meeting of the Public Sohool it Board,Uhairman Brook and Secretary ' al Binning invited the members to partake yo o1' an oyster supper, • la At the last regular monthly meeting an I, of the Listowel council, R. T. of T., the ev following officers were elected for the se present terse: P. C.,'1', Seaman;S.C.,T.H. ' re Willougbby; V. C., C. Wrathall:R. S. , Male; Chaplain, A. Gray; F. S. 't',, G. 1 to W. Bitten; Herald, R. Seaman; Guard, Tc A, Hardman ; Sentinel, W. 11, Binning; s Representative to G. C., T. Male; Alter- I I nate, T. Seaman. tr The town council• of this town has t decided to raise the hotel Itemises flto $30O. This is an increase of 510 over last 3 car.. Lt. Col, D. D, Campbell, of this town: ft has received a commission from the t Grand Lodge A. F. & A. M., of New p South Wales, appointing him their representative to the Grand Lodge of Caniul+z, and conferring upon him the rank of Past Grand Warden in their lodge, The commission is engrossed an parchment and signed by R. W. buff, ► i Grand Master, and Arthur H. T•fray, Grand Secretary, Sidney, Meir South Wales, -r_ LISTOWEL. B.aii,tf in six hours, --Distressing Kid• ney and Bladder diseases relieved in six hours by the "Great South American Ifia- ney Curti. This great remedy is a great surprise and delight to pbybicians on std - count of its exceeding promptness iim roliev beg pain in the bladder, kidneys, back and every part of t'ee urinary passages in male and female. ,.e wiieves retentiofi of setter and pain in parr+ing it almost immediately. If you want c,;uitk relief and ogre this is your remedy. Soli at Chibhelmet drug *tete,