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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Signal, 1889-10-4, Page 21 THE HURON SIGNAL, FRIDAY, OCT. 4, 1889 —'411171 "IIIB$81 OBLIPL" mime 1. "8 U I wear it, or agar Heid Delis Omen. She was deeding ie hie domelegasem sed is ber Mad wee a vitae geld basin qa�1 ehist► see ismib rad the. matte •• oiler. "Wye It we Donee toms - Mad the heaselst bed nobs that ber.mg, amass the wooer - one gifts that were emotieg her dressing- takls look rabbet like . stall at • Tracy L1r, "Shen I weer it t' sbe repeated, • little dosbtfelly, .ad then her Up. re- lined Otto a smile. "How eztrsv.g..t it was of hint to buyIt t bet I suppose the malts tempted im. I weeder if he xamsmbmtd the night whoa we were all =that and d he aI both that t I wonder—" e. os Ramis," said Lady Carew, now ones - 1•10 S. her daogkter's room, "arm you sot risky 1 Sir Philip Obishoia has bees hoee near!y leaf an hoer." that at is owl tank; U b. .hoes to some before the time," said Doris, with wu.ewee.bl. logic. She stamped the Deepest on her arm and followed her mother down stain, and oat into the garden, where the fresh- ly -marked teosi•-000rts shone to the at - tampon sty, sod Sir Philip Chisholm, a tall, soldierly man, with iron -gray hair sad a keen browsed face, we walking :ether diseoo.olatey by Lard Carew's tide. Aoothsr man was then also, • young lieutenant, whose face brightened at the eight of Doris, and then relapsed into a gravity born of the foot that his regiment we ender orders for I.dia,aod that this woell be his lad day at Under- cliff. or, indeed, in England. It is permitted to a mar to look sad when be is looking Ins last on "England, home and beauty," std though Wilfrid Lyle wore a baro enough front all day, when at lad he too himself standing by Dora on the verge of the cliff, and gazing down oa the sea that was to bar him sway from her tomorrow, the face the girl sew in the luminous June twilight was very grave and .d. Doris herself was suoaeious of fighting against feelings, but the consciousness only made her anxious not to betray bent. "Every one is going in now," she said, suggestively, looking towards the boon. "Is that any reason why we should r said Mr Lyle quickly. "My last night, Doris ; and if we wait • few momenta the moon will be up. I should like to as. it rise once mon with you." The sea lay full in front of them, the water Iookine dark and still in the even- ing light, and the waves breaking in soft little ripples on the beach below. Over head the sky was palely blue, but almost as be spokb it seemed to widen and brigbten,and a streak of gold gleamed o0 the water's edge. "There it is !" said Doris, under her breath—"Oh, Wilfrid, how lovely it is ! When ons see anything so beautiful as that, doesn't it seem as if all one's life rant be nobler and better for having seen ice• "Yes," assented Mr Lyle, ins tone of deep conviction. But he was looking at Doris, not at the moon and sea. if he had only been rich --rich as Sir Philip Chisholm, for instance, who had come back from India with • lac of rupees and a K. C. B.—what might he not have vectored to my to her Dow 1 But what right had he to *peek of love to this proud young beauty, who could as little mate with • 'Squire's son as if she had been a princess of the retire t There was some distant rnasioship be tween them that gave him the entree of the house sod the right to call her "Doris,' but he had told himself bitter- ly tbat Lord Carew would as soon think of giving Doris to his footman as to hlm. And Doris? This was the question which had been shaping itself on his lips all day, but which it seemed to the penniless Lieutenant honor forbade him to ask of Dori■ tonight, Doris, whose smiles, were like the sunshine, and fell equally on the evil and the good—or, at least, upon Sir Philip Chisholm and himself. ri:,:re was, perhaps, not quits the equality he imagined ; but Wilfrid Lyle was humble in his love, as all men who lose worthily and well. But humble as he was and sternly as he had told hiyu- Chisholm. melt that it would be • base req of "Yes, last week,- answered the boy rHarTtR fel. Lord Carew's hospitality to teak love to readily. "He married • cousin of mine, "Doris'" called Lord Carew ; "Doris, the young beauty, who was des ed for an awfully jolly girl, and eve just come where .reyou !-' There was disturbance so Lylee brilliant ^ma match, Wilfrid heck from the wedding. They met on and • sort f excitement in his tone, and 7 the steamer coming home." thnwo a Voris moved her arm, and the "Wu his name 1Yiifrid i' asked Sir es Peri. opened the door and came into moonlight littered on the brace/et he the elm st c it hall, os. looked at her g gPhilip vary anxiously. o with almost comical rnnstern•tioa. It hades retchher that er that of morning.all /then towear .,les, I think t... But Kate was shy, was the day before her wedding, and and always called him Mr Lyle." Doris bad been writing farewell letters today if:ahe had not liked him • little' 'Yon re not sure about the Wilfrid, all the morning, and Inked tired and Bat that did not alter the fact that he then 1 I should very much lite to know. le. hut Lord Carew was ton pertor bed had no right .0 woo her and was not j_�I fancy he may turn out to be en old w notice his daughter's looks. "The the legend on the bracelet he had cho,eo friend of mine,- said the Colonel motto for her "�o✓.La.r ..1:!..n f" Would she dacitsly. strangest thing has happened ." he said. ever mess all that it meant to him, and Ho looked so anxious and disturbed 'Yeo remember Wilfrid — Wilfrid Lyle 7" ell he was to surrender for It 1 that the young man said be believed he Yessaid Doris, steadying herself He str.od so Moa silent that Doris had line of Lyle's cards in his room, and ageint a marble table, and feeling that planed slyly at him. and then I.x.ksd would hook for it after dinner, and Sir she could not have uttered another word away silent as himself. Something in Philip took care that the promise was to ,ave her life. his face made it impossible for her to kept. "H• has come into • fortnne.it seems she stoodhim with halt averted Before he rode home that night he His father died last yes, and an uncle byShad sten the card, and the name upon it and cousin since, so ttiilfnd has come face. Woking at the smooth summer was "Wtlfrld C. Lyle." in for the Deerberet moms." waters, and listenieg to their splash Sir Philip Chisholm felt that the nb- "yes 1" did Doris in tones that tried uton the beech. "udder.Iy he moved' a Inns little bit of pasteboard was • trump to be indifferent. Why shonhd her little forward, with • 'luick, impatient coni for his, and played it the next time I father tell her of Wilfrid's gond fortune gestLto n9 'Know what I shield a to• he west to t'nderclifl .sen, ; but he knew very 1 or anthat it enfold he of interest to nicht 1t 1 were a rich man or J.r a little of Doris if be expected her to show I her 1 She drew herself up, and her 1 an outward wnand. Just fors moment 1 brews contracted : tat Lord Carew was • ed t' he asked ahroptly, mining aro' bey ?mgr were white, or be fancied Ho; the 1 more embarrassed than herself. \ .luso Go her that their &hadnwa blended color was in them again so 'laiekly he I "Well, he ie • rich man now, and— en the narrow pathway behind thew& could not he sure. To pain Durim wen 1 and the I mg and short of it is, 1),,., Dori• did not answer : .hat answer not his desire+, only to let her know that that it mast have been all mooselrias eei1ld she tab 1 Rh• °toad quite still, the man et whose name she had blushed i •Mat his mwrriasre He mn't he thenolor mounting to her face, and her heart baatiai till she thought he meet haat it as plainly as she did hanstlf. Her fingers planked restlessly et the flowers that lay oosoi,et the slim white fibre At, and be laid his hand on hen. "Don't, be said. "(live me one tn. Mead. le is nil I ark, Dorris ; ell I dare ask before I go." .fi LkasitatInn,, for the flowers we, ee knew well enough, forget- ms..eis, and Doris Carew was not • Kiri who give Souses for it. salting, beast 51 pli lower. $ik. thew Bat a tis, est .be is.i one laid k shyly to.1 it is elle MI* Mt Lyle r wails Net, sad the hog $.gen a semd "It le Wilfrid 0. IL.Is, that is all I on hero brew,• said !Ar ; mod Doris mid There war • Aimee MW seesaw* a a *sib Ib.t w -only • little newt to both, ..d tatty Wilfrid loused us ad sibs shin weal— hoed with a iu.t-draws oil* "Yea; Wilirid Carew. That i. bit •"lhississ hs taiid, tenets. sa I heave." �e whktb the �es knew aura this 1 ee," ht.gb.d jikkgtd soil sad ldgkti, bow ksbsr "Hs a.eer trod w 't)ae.w; bewo rmr , sad I had ke1at s. aA .boat ii." me lie foe l,. sir it le mit e, oca, Lad t►.s the. twt fell ms Oast ..t- flbea� ii mases W .sttse.dsr of all tied Doris !.meal gist 1 bi h. thea eoald shah. W. wobit havisgh rih.t,7.r.he millsit s alta ed the..an I sus set MN yes what I w.sM fooighl, Sir MUM hod bsosrht, tis bessd it •.d Gebsa pf maim dodos. sod the moth* made baa slim, 011her wames hiese we baro shooed is Noblesse oblige." bstr yed Ih.m.nla. M so Amy sod mid deo a shook, but "Notions Wars," sed Davis Q•mw 0.ly mailed is her pais. lir Philip went home walking on air, sad beton Wilfrid Lyle's ba..y.000 bad nn out he bad asked Doris to the his wife, sod Doris had asserted. 1 k.ow I am mot worthy of you," the chivalrous soldier said ; "but if yes mold try to like me, Doris I Could you !sari to like ae—u ties—do you think r "How eat I tell r' said Doris, with • .red Gale senile ; "how an I tell 1" It seemed to Doris that she had done with leve forever. Once she had thought, whispering it shyly to berself among the summer towers, that she loved Wislrid Lyle, but if .be was sure of anything now, it was that this was no longer true. bhe, Doris Carew, love • mon who had trifled with ber,sod wedded another women ! The wild pain that tore her heart at the thought was ladle - nation, contempt, hatred—anything but love. "I cannot tell if 1 shall ever love you," else aid to Sir Philip now. "I only bee. tbst I do not love any other man, and that I shall." "Then I am not afraid," said Sir Phil- ip, and he bent and kissed the fair, proud face, that turned .o pole at his touch. When he looked at her again then was a strange sombre snore in the sweet, dark eyes, but it was for herself, not for him. For in the second in which Philip Chisholm held bar in hie erms,sod pressed his lips to hen, she knew— and hated herself for the koowledge—that she would gladly have given ali the years of her life if it bad been not Philip Chis- holm, but Wilfrid Lyle And so she stood leaning •gaunt the heavily mul- lioned window, curiously agitated and disturbed, and Sir Philip thrilled with • pleasant sense of power. She world not have trembled in hs arms, and been so agitated by his kiss, he told himsea, if abs had not been much neater loving him than she knew. Soddenly Doris lifted her head and spoke. "There is something I ought to tell you," she said, in tones that were low and feint with effort ; "and perhaps you will got care for me when you know." "Perhaps not !" he said, smiling But his smiles died out under Dors' strange looks. "1 did not tell you quite all the truth just now," she whispered, and her eyes much getter it would have been that were so full of pain that he caught her there should have been no greeting at all. hand and held it, as one holds the hand She looked up, toe much shaken and of • friend under the surgeon's knife. agitated to speak, but perhaps her "I—f did care for same one else-- 'donee seemed to both more natural 0000." then speech. In that supreme moment Sir Philip drew a long breath of re- of meeting,neithertboogbtot convent ion - lief. al civilties, neither though: of anything ''Is that all r' he said kindly, with bat the other. Neither of them even the serene acquiescence of age in the in- saw that a gentleman in evening dress eviteble follies of youth. "My dear had come In unannounced, and was Doris, men of my age do not expect to standing just within the door as if turn - be • girl's first love." ed to stone. Doty telt as if ahe had subjected her- "Doris, ' said Wilfrid, "I will not take self to .n unnecessary humiliation. Her your father's tale without a word from face /crimsoned as she answered rather you. Is it true f And is this thing of coldly :- -'Perhaps I need not have told you. But I was advised a good while ago to take 'Noblesse oblige' for my motto, and I have," "Yon have done all that is noble and right," said Sir Philip, "and believe me, 1 appreciate your confidence. But if you can assure me that you ears for no one eta now, it Is all I ask. You do not love this other man—whoever he is-- MAW "Still ?" she flashed out indignantly. 'Still 1 Am I cot Doris Carew '" But when Sir Philip had gone, Doris crept away to the grassy ver„e of the cliff and threw herself on the soft turf in • passion of shame and pain. It might be true, it was true, she told herself vehemently. that she did not love Wilfrid Lyle now,—her marriage would prove that to every o0e, even to him, even to herself ; but not the less was 1 W'as that the dreadful mistake that rob- carth desolate, and heaven far. I bed me of you : Had you forgotten that lest night, and what you gave me then?" She hid her face with a sharp and bitter cry, and the nun who was watch- ing them, hiweelf so ucthuught of and unseen, scowled fiercely, sod clenched hie hands as he looked. "Lid you not care for me when you lows. .. caarrsa IL It M two years later, .d Doris Grew is .owedded still. Lovers have some to her in plenty, men who wooed bin for be mosey, sad mesa who wooed bee for beeeeif, but she has bed the same an- swer for them all. She Jaen not wish to marry, she eye, or at lead not yet. The words might seem to have • loop- hole for hope, bet Do use who bens the shy thrill of Mi. Carew's votes, or sees her eyes when she otters tbem,ever hopes eosin. Tb. go away, nos atter soother, std Doris does not regret them. She is cosiest, wall 000teot, she falls herself on nos of the sweet sumer evenings that always bring Wilfrid to her mind, as she sits on the branch of a gnat tree that grows cooveoieotly bow, and looks straight beton her with eyes that ars wistful rather than rod. And then she smile ever so little, and whispers ague, "Well content—to wait I" fib hes come out to gather Bowen, end the size of her basket ben witosss to the magnitude of her intention ; but the basket is empty and the flowers bloom ung•thered at bet fest. She is lost in thought, in musings that are not without sweetness, but that give a pensiveness to bee fates that was not then three poen ago, and which ends at Int in a long drawn sigh. It is just three yen Blom Wilfrid Lyle went to his man's life of circum- stance and change, with its rare touches of memory and feeling, with its infre- quent touch of cirosmstsom or change, and she has scarcely beard of his.` sines. Sometime she seas his name in the pa - pen. and o.cs or twice her father has bard from him, and that s all. There was a letter yesterday, stiff and formal, as a man's letters are apt to be when the thought that may not be spoken outrun the oonemonplaoe civilities that may. "Remember me to Doris, if she lies not forgotten me," Wilfred bad written, and Lord Carew, reading nothing bet- ween the lines, bad read it out before them all. "No. I have not forgotten h;m," said Doris quickly, but with such a flam- ing blush that Sir Philip Chisholm, who was dining at Undercliff, asked in • startled voles of whom they were speak. tug - "Who ? who did you say r' he stam- mered, looking at the foreign letter in Lord Carew's hand "Wilfrid Lyle, $ sort of nephew of mine, in the Rifleelyou know. Don't you remember, he was down here two or throe ears ago 1" Sir Philip did not remember it, but the Dame fixed itself now i0 his mind forever—the name at which Doris had blushed. It had begun to be patent to everyone that Sir Philip Chisholm was paying his ddres•as to the stately young beauty who had soot away so many younger men,but though he owned, with a sigh, that he had never received any- thing that the most sanguine man could take for encouragement—nothing but those pleasant smiles which Doris ea- corded o- corded total, and which, es Wilfred Lyle had said, fell equally on the evil and good—he always comforted himself by the reflection that if she showed him Do preference, he could certainly poise ee no one more favored than himself. - And now, here was Doris b u.hing like the morn ! Was it wonderful that he felt he should never forget the name of Wilfrid Lyle 1 He did not hear it again at Undercliff, but tome months later he was dining at Parkhurst, and the name smote his ear at mesa There was the clatter of many tongues, and Sir Philip was a little deaf, but he caught Mr Lyles name, end i. seemed to him that it was a wedding they were talking of. Did I understand you that Mr Lyle is married 1" he asked his neighbor, a very unfledged lieutenant, who seemed to have almost lost his normal shyness in speaking of the event that might mean eo much t., Colonel Sir Philip es ala .e..i.i. It's a.kwad W know shoo to de—asd Ubiabola .•roe to diver, too ! 'Pu. ay lite, it's gait. a hitt!. eo..d . " Dais w teed, and her eyes lath' d "Yes,'' she said ; "I cher .y dot is the heat way of L wool be w 'a way, I'm afraid," said bee !other. "de seems des�..l.ly hard bit." flees k. r' said Jerk, with a sartoes lit& sails "He will get orae it. That =Rd thine deem.' k' /he west sway, with the looms flit. *loft Mealy 1. her sodas, a girl shoes "thee soot of thing" bad not bass able to .ley, and her later looked after her is mate perplexity. "Sb takes it coolly," he said, glanc- ing lano- lag again at the letter is his band ; but Wilfrid! I'm amid he'll feel it limy mech. And the post gets in ben so late there's so time to stop kin. I .ball have to break it to him as bast 1 bran, but I'd rather fees a cavalry charge." And, indeed, Lord Carew felt a tight- ening of his throat sod a mistiness of his own eyes, as be told the disappointed suitor he Gad otiose to late. Wilfrid beard him with a dreary penance, bear- ing it es such men bear adverse fate— composed enough to outward seaming, but with a bitterness in his heart that was like the bitterness of death. Lutd Carew seemed, indeed, the more moved of ch. two,but he understood the other's stern self -command, and when Mr Lyle asked to .e Doris, he did not know bow to refuel "It can't hurt you to my a civil word to him," be mud, when Doris shrank back ; "it isn't as if you had cared for bins, you knew." "Nu," said Doris, faiotly. "Theo go to him, my dear. He will my nothing to pain you ; be is too much of a gentleman for that. And, after all, it is not your fault, you know. Yon have ne cause for self-reproach." "Does be know about to -morrow 7" "Of course, of course. I told him everything, and he only wants just to say gond-bye.' You can't refuse him that, poor fellow, if it's any consolation. ' No ; Dcris felt that she could not re- fuse. She went into the drawing -room where Wilfrid was welting, telling her- self proudly that she should, at least, know how to meet him es Philip Chis- holm's bnde—she, Norio Carew But the proudest women sometimes overrate their strength. She bad not realized what it would be to stand face to face with him once more, to feel her band in his, to meet his eyes and hear the voice tor which she had hungered w long in vain. She stood mute sod pals, unable to utter a word. There was • cloud of pain and wonder in Wilfrid's eyes,and his face was almost as white as her own. "D,ris," be card ; "Doris !" There mold be no pretense of commonplace greeting between them, but till she heard has voice she did not ruralize how yuar cwn fres will !' She bent her head si'.ently, and he let her hands fall. "And 1 thought such different things," he muttered. "Do you not know how I loved you' Doris, did you not Meow r "How could I,` she whi•p.rea 1e a toneless voice. "They said—they mid" —Her voice faltered, and trailed off into a despairing *ileacs, but Mr Lela under- 'stuod. "They told you I wes married ? Your father has heard some foolish story about that. 1 suppose there was some confus- ion with my cuusiu Charley, who wu married • little while ago ; but surely you might have known "It was W'ilfrie, she interrupted, "Wilfrid C. Lyle. "Of course—Wilfrid Charles. W'ecall him Charley to distinguish hien from me, but he is always called Wilfrid at home. yes de h. o that as aid eldier shwa b woes is bse%tism y • girl t 1, too, ham • diets w prod. sod flat is e st yes bras. 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FOWLERS .EXT: OF •' •WILD• T�WBERRYj ORES HOLERA lera Morbus Lel C'a:i9�- AMPS IAIRRH(EA YSEHTERY AND AND IT IS :HIL ALL SUMMER COMPLAINTS FLUXES OF THE BOWELS SAFE AND RELIABLE I 0 DREN OR ADULTS. sad raesorra whoa Noe Perem s **ea .r Winn. w Sus awamp01 "'w +....i a,,,, PAee, see saw tees y.. r� .M-..�• y , a i Owll•eels w.,"te r• .raw Oro t. ,ass. 04ar„e•e1. w• p, .aliessessrsse •••• *mini= a a • 1,11,,.•1. �t ce.. �.,a elf. rerQa.d, BI an., NASAL BALM (fez a •.toes, Vizi.* r.u., Oft, May Ilth.1 7. My wife tottered for Ire years with that distressing disease. catarrh. Her rise was one of the worst knova la thea. parts. She tried all of the catarrh reme- dies I ever saw advertise.'• bort they were of no nae. 1 finally prornred a bottle of Nasal halm. fibe has reed only one half ,f R. and now feels like a near person. T fret 11 my duty to say that Nasal Balm -annot be T(N) HIGHLY recorease•dsd for catarrh tenable*, and am pleased to have all anon saererers kanw throaglt it. nee they win reset re instant relief sod �'l%RE CHAR. M(GILL Farmer ed. with ?XPEP1IE\CE, �T,swift cuorictioD"and Dvria, buy IA.sC�PITAIbelsIL AND Shuhdg her "You loved me, then ' ' he cried. ter yca „lie me 1',e A moment Doris hent her ea o clasped hands, and thou the stepped back a pace, and looked at hint, and trembling as she was, her ware neither ahral,k nor wavered. Her face was set end pale, but there woe sficeeth'ng so noble used lofty in tier look that both men held their hro.,th. "Deer, she arid, "this is the last time i dial! ever see yea, end if it is any comfort to you to know that I lave you, take ri ! h'tt even for ycu 1 con- cise go back on me word, or wrong the t gond cad t"oble ientletnan whose wife I shell he toms6rrow. Did you not your. 1 self teach me '.V.JJe.r .,Min r ever- Her tone and look went to Wilfrid . • year ago eeeld he nothing to her now. ! tied, for lie doesn't Orem to have heard heart, and not to his only. Stir Philip And u he Inked a her, he Kogan t I if your efgagwswast, and he writ.. to Chisholm strode sudden! down tete t disk 11 was e11 • mistake, that the blush . ark me tor your hand— he does, upon room, and (rooted thews with • tat which he had so disquieted himself ro honor 1 Pone follow, 1'd .o idea bIds *arrow 1K vest W meant nothing. If it had meant I too(' ewer thought a1 rot hat he ser "Mis�arew said the grey haired all he fancied, could she hare looked se i ho teas for years, .d didn't speak until soldier, whom Deeds had called, not eb.dtd stew 1 ' he had en.Mbtng to offer you " tinfoil I weeder Wilfrid did net tell e." llamas 4M not �k What was then y',• Center, I sad noels o hid 70u sed Geed Carew. "Het 1 have not mho weld say 1 Bat the table . ain.t g„� Gr"vh I hare tome to bat ]o. heard iso. Nen fee a lona time tee.. Ne eye. 1 love yon ten rleo to irons ' which she loathed was hardly mitten that your life M seise. Tes,D.,rM,my A•tltng ' has left of welding, 1 think." the hand that Pursed nn it. I know that Fres were villin "T.," said lis .ife, gispeing a little "The earit.s thein b that he deeen't, that ')a wnel.i have keptr. I hare. i mmeiee*, .i Doris, end t tt bieg a gsiek- suss M Mw steak doubt of his answer,"y your word Had ty a "Am on .n Philip, test meant Lord Mem."He emirs b is seining foe it himself, rand will be with , • done your duty—std 'woken your heart f • ALEX, MUNRO le drag it ! Do row that'll MtI .Ij1 f Draper' and Are the factors employed in the purchase of Goods from the best houses in the trade. The general verdict is that Munro is abreast of the times, and in all departments fully up to the mark. My increasing business is an evidence that my efforts to please the public are appreciated. And while I endeavor to keep almost everything us- ually found in a first-class house, the general public may rely upon getting the correct thing in every department. Notwithstanding the advance on Bilk Goods I will sell Satin and D'Lyonsl Surahs a lad Satin Merveillienz at former prices. 11 f;' SJiccialties jeer the Season. Linen Goody in great variety, Laces and Edgings, Fine Hosiery and Gloves, and all the t items in Smallwaree, from Needles up. All Goods marked in plain figures and strictly one price.