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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.
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"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,