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She would have learnt the lesson all women have to learn, that their love must accept the evil of a mau's past as well as the good of his future, giving a simple fidelity that asks no questions, and takes just what -re- mains. But she had not known. Her drowns had been rudely broken ; her faith As rudely shaken. Angered, outraged, shamed, she had bean stung to the fierceness of jealous auger, and her love bad looked debased in her sighs as in his own, because of the false heeds told and credited, Row could she judge of the emptiness and weariness ofa dead passion that he had only longed to forget, that he dared not breathe to her pure young ears? How should she reek of the soulless bondage from which he thought himself free? She had been so proud, that) his excuses looked paltry to hunself-an amorous infidelity that this great, pure, trusting love had shamed and shown as the debasing, selfish thing it was. And she would. hear nothing -nothing; and in his heart he could not blame her. "If she had loved me less she would have forgiven," he had said to himself, " The innocence of youth is cruel, because its ideals are so lofty, its exactions so great. She thought me a hero, and nowt look only a beast !" And he had left her. She would never forgive, he felt sure ; and all his pleas and excuses only humiliated. him, mid never touched her. Desperate, maddened, hating himself and his old folly, whose burden he could never in life shako off, so he had passed from her presence and her knowledge for thirteen long years. And now he stood before her again. and thought of the past. "Da tell, Colonel," says the shriti voice of the Dresden China figure beside him. "Did you ever shoot a tiger out there in India, and is it really so hot, and do the elephants come out at night and knock all the houses down, and is there nothing.but curry and rice to net, and are the ladies all yeliow,and have you brought any 'punkahs' or tigers' claws home with you,and did you know Captain Dasher of the 40th? He went out to Burwell last year." Colonel Carlisle rouses himself, and looks at her bewildered. He does not know how to begin answering her questions. Fortunately ho is saved the trouble. "Why,aun t, there's Keith !"she exelaims, suddenly. "He's come after all, Excuse me, Colonel; that's the young man l,'nt going to marry. Will you tell him I'm Sit, ting here, and he's to come right aloe at l;s once?" Colonel Carlisle bows, and retreats de- Ifghted. CHAPTI,R XXIL 'tR. HYND14MAN, coroner for tie -"; Ootinty of Huron. Oiliest, opp Cariingeres.store, Exeter. DES. ROLLI S & AtIOS. Separate OfficeResidence home as former. 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Money advanced to good farmersoa their own pate with one ar in.nre endorser at 7 per cent. er annum. .. EI:etar Bra>:teh, Oberl eccrylawful cloy ,from 3,0 a. m. to 3 p,te SA'fTJRD3Y9+10 a.m.. to 1p,tn, Current rates of interest allowed on doped N. DYER, iI JRDO1ti', Sub -Manager. as I Can study or understand its great teachings, I like all that elevates and is beautifal to . the senses; so I plunged headlong lute the new school, and it has interested and occupied me Do not suppose 1 consider it perfect by any means ; but it has done much good --it will do more. If you were interested in such things you might remember the glaring col ours, the brilliant mac that mado one's eyes' ache not so very long ago. Look what love- ly shades and tints we have now. Women required to be educated to some sense of. colour and fitness, However plain or insig- nificant we may be, we mag at least make our defects less oppressive by taste and cul- ture." 4' There I quite agree with you," says Colonel Carlisle wondering a little how she manages always to evade personal topics and gtide back to the keynote of their con- versation. " But you lack neither taste nor culture ; your words apply to quite a differ- ent clash of persons. And if mediates teach taste'and appreciation of all that is beano- ful and cultured, why, in lHenven'a name, do these people snake such guys of them- selves ? " //have told you twice already that every creed has its exaggerators." than This creed seems to have more its share then," he says amusedly. " Your rooms are perfection, I allow -your toilette is like a Greek poets dream ; but I confess I see no other like it." " You are very kind to say so," she mur- murs, with an inward congratulation that fate had saved her from the terra•cntta gown which, in a fit of ""exaggeration," she had ordered. "" But I wanted to ask you about yourself. Our conversationseems very one -aided. Have you returned. to Eng- land for good?" "I don't .;now," he says somewhat ern- barrassed. "It will depend on one or two things. I don't know if I am quite fit for civilized life again. It seems to want the air, the freedom, the unconventionality, the long night's spent wader no roof but heaven's, the excitement of sport that may mean death at any moment, the thrillof danger,thehazard of battle -thirteen years of such a life make one rather impa- tient of your effeminate doctrines, don't you think ?" Yes," she says, with a little soft thrill at her Heart at the ring of the manly voice, at the look in the dark, fearless eyes ; " suppose it docs. But there is no need for you to follow the creed. I was only explain- ing it as you asked." "'And I don't seem to have heard half enough about it," he answers seriously. " What, are yea going ?.' I must, she says, rising from her seat, "The recitation is over. What a pity you did not listen. Don't you like Browning?" "I might if I could understand him," says the Colones, rising also and looking somewhat disturbed at the interruptiou to their conversation. " I always sympathise with that unfortunate man in The Golden Butterfly;' do you remember? The Ameri- can who sits up all night to study Browu- ing's.works because he expects him to din - Lady Etwynde laughs. "Yes, poor fellow, and he eat himself such an easy task. He meant to read through the whole collection in the course of one evening. Though Americaixs pride themselves on doing "big things,' I fancy that was rather beyond hien. By -the -way, do yon like Americans ? I will introduce you to a charming girl if you do, and she is not one of the aesthetic school, so you need not be alarmed that she will inflict you with 'art jargon."" "I shall be very happy," murmured the Colonel, " only, really--" " Oh, no excuses," says Lady Etwynde. " There she is, that pretty girl opposite,. You mustn't make love to her, though, for she is engaged. Her fiancee is not here to•nigitt. That is her aunt beside ger ; she is quite a character in her way." Colonel Carlisle feels no ambition to be in- troduced either to the "beauty" or the char- acter, but he does not like to say so, and he is soon bowing before the radiant little figure of "Dresden Chfua." She looks at him with undisguised admiration. The ""big man" has attracted the attention of most feminine eyes to -night --ail the more per- haps because he looks indifferent, so bored, so =admiring. Women are more often interested by a man's indifference than flattered by his homage. The one piques, the other often bores them. There is, after all, very little variation in the " pretty things" men say to pretty women. It is little wonder if the constant repetition becomes monotonous ;. a diet of sweets is of all things the most nauseating; it is quite refreshing to vary ie with acids, or change it for plain food; the plainer the better. Pretty and bewitching as " Dresden China" is, the Colonel seems to feel no in- clination to pay her -compliments. He stands and listens to her chatter with the sort, of amused indulgence he would bestow on any pretty girl. He thinks what a pity the American twang is so strong, and how vulgar is the aunt, and marvels what the like,and whyhe is not nowbe- side is his lady -love. And all the time he side 1 Y cannot keep his restless glance from follow- ing the floating movements of that graceful figure in her creamy draperies of Indian silk. His heart echoes the poet's word un- consciously There is none like her -none! " What would I not give to know if she remembers still ?" he says to himself. " But I am a fool to imagine it possible. Why should. she ? and how could she forgive the old sin now any more than in her young,' passionate, romantic girlhood? Andyet-oh, my darling, if life has taught you wisdom, You must sueely know that love has nothing to do with the soulless follies in which men find beguilement, nor is there one thing on earth they loathe so n4tterly as an unworthy passion, whose pursuit has been base, whose conquestweariedalmost as soon as achieved, whose every memory is a sting that shames them, and from which their better nature recoils even in thought, once the evil gla- mour is over." But he did not know-how shouldhe ?- that it is just of that evil glamour a woman's heart is jealous. When Lady Etwynde had loved him, she had been almost a child -young, fresh, M. nocent, pure. She had abandoned herself to that love without thought or analysis. She had worshipped" him as the nob- lest, truest of God's creatures ; she had thought that to him she was all in all. No cloud had crossed the sky sound disturbed the illusion ; no in o its innocence and depth and peace, her love had been in its way ate perfect as it Was beautiful ; and then suddenly, without'.! sweeps over his soul., and for a moment chains back the impetuous words he faia would utter. " No; I have not -unless a long, faithful memory of --you gives nxeauy right" His voice is very low, his face pate, de spite the bronzing of Indian suns. His eyes rest on her with a great sadness and a great longing illtheir _depths. She is so much to him -this wotnau sitting' there, with the dying daylight on her rich -hued decks, and the fire -;!leans playing over the drooped golden head. So mueh, and be- Oh, toot that he hes been to lose her 1 " I thought man's memories were never faithful," she murmurs, in answer to his last words, "I know you judge then very harshly," he answers, coldly. "' I only trust that the effeminate, long-haired apostles of your new school may prove more virtuous, if less manly, than the old type," She half smiles. " Physidal strength is always impatient of anything weak or imperfect. A man like yanreelf dwarfs most of our modern youth into insignificance. But there aro noble soulssometimesin the feeblest bodies, just as--" ""Thank yon," he says, as she hesitates �` I can quite follow your meaning, and ac- cept it." She (lushes hotly. " Pray do not misunderstand me," he says, hurriedly. " Do not suppose "Oh, no," he anewore, gazing back into her uplifted eyes vaitls the ardour of past years kindling in his own. " I' don't think I ever did that. It was you who misunder- stood me." " I thought -I hoped you .might have forgotten, she says, in confusion. " It is strange that T have not," Ile an - ewers. "Thirteen years of such a life as mine ought to have knocked sontiniont pretty well out of one. But somehow it is not easy to forget what pains one most. ,Joys may be soon crowded out of mind and memory ; sorrows cling to us despite our- selves." She is silent. His words fill her with a stranger trouble. The past comes back again, and she sees her girlhood's hero -is. hero no Imager, but a man, erring, sinful, faulty, as all men and women are and will be in 'this troubled world. And yet now she feels she understands him better than she dial in those days when she had idealis- ed him into something grander, nobler. greater than it lay in any mans power to be. When I left you," he resumes present- ly, gaining churage to epeak on in the ail- encs of the gathering dusk, "" I left all the best part of my life. You were very hard on me, but I will not say that I did not deserve it. Still, your conduct slid not drive mo desperate, did not make me reek less, but rather filled me with shame and sorrow to think of how far I had fallen short of your worth, your love--" hurt you, and I dreaded to wound your enmity and belief. Heaven knows I had suffered thea, ;-and have suffered since, enongh to atone for te far greater mistake Were I to come to you now with cove as great and memory as faithful, would you, knowing what was in the past, be gentler with my folly ? Could yon' --love-mo still ? For all answer she draws her hands from his clasp, and lays them softly round his neck, and -her head sinks on his breast. That ionone that caress, are a new and purer baptism of the love that has borne and suffered so much in the yoare that are. dead -dead as their own pain, and laid at rest for ever now, in a grave than many tears have watered. No one has been more astonished et the news of Keith Athelstouo's engagement than Lady Etwynde. It comes to her in a letter from Lauraine-a cold and strangely written letter, yet one which has caused the writer terrible pangs. When they left Baden they had' gone to Falcon's Chase, and entertained a large house party there. After Christmas Leer - mine was coming to London. She was not strong, and the cold, bleak air of the north tried her severely. All this Lady Etwynde learnt by letters -letters that seemed curt and constrained -that in no way revealed anything of that Muer life, those secret springs of feeling which she had learned to read and gauge in the confidence of that past summer. She is sitting alone in her room that is like a cameo in the soft November dusk of the closing day. It is some three days since her reception and the meeting with Colonel Carlisle. She is thinking she will write and toll Lauraine about it, and then again she thinks she had better not. In this state of indecision she is disturbed by the entrance of one of the aesthetically- olad damsels of her household. " Do you receive, my lady?" she asks, presenting her with a card. Lady Etwynde glances at it, then blushes hotly. "Yes," she says, turning away so that her tell-tale face may not be noticed. She feels half ashamed, half glad. The name on the card is "Colonel Carlisle." She is dressed to -day in olive-green vel vet, with touches of old yellow lace about the throat and wrists ; the golden hair is coiled loosely about her beautifully shaped head, and waves in softly tangled curls and ripples above her brow. She looks very lovely, and her visitor's eyes tell her so as he bows over her slender white hand, and murmurs conventional greeting.. "I am glad to find you at home," he says. "It is not my day," she answers, smiling up at the tall figure. " But perhaps you won't object to that You would have found a crowd. here had it been." " An :esthetic crowd, of course?" "Chiefly; but 1 have other society as well." " And do you live here quite alone?" he asks, curiously. tt n ithouta sheep -dog? Oh, Do you a w D mean P g• yes. Although I don't go in for advanced thought, I fail to see why an unmarried woman can't live by herself instead of being bored with a companion.' "And don't you find it lonely ?" "I never have tine,"she answers, tran- quilly. "My days are always fully occu- pied.". " And you are quite happy and -con- tent ?" nd-content?" " As much as anyone can be, I suppose," she says, a taint colour coming into the proud, delicate face. " I think if one has occupation and: interest one can never be. quite unhappy." "And -affection ?" hequestions, softly. "Oh, that, of course, one does: not, ex- pect," she says, hurriedly. "I think a placid life is, after all, the best. It is like monotones in colour -safe, restful, even if somewhat dull." " It somas rather cheerless," . says Col- onel Carlisle, gravely. "Art cannot satisfy our emotional faculties, or fill our hearts as human love and sympathy can." Tennyson says, 'The feelings are Bang• erous picks,'" she answers, bitterly; "and emotion is apt to make us capricious. As, to sympathy,well .l don't think I have out• lived that "' "But love, you have ?" he interrupts, softly. Ilcr eyes meet his in startled confusion. All their ordinary calm is swept away. "Have you any right to ask such a ques- tion ?" she says coldly. His face changes. A storm of feeling t" " , ainterrupts.o Oh hush," she t A) you think I am so poor and contemptible that I can listen to your wor•'3 and not feel tho sting of my own vanity, my childish ignor- ance, and stubborn pride? Why, I have never thought of my words that day with- out bitter shame ; and yon -you wore too generous even to reproach mo." " I had no right to do that," he says,. very gently. "I acted for the heat, as I thought ;1 wished to spete you. You mis- understood me ; that was all." " And all those years you have -remem- bered mo?" she says, faintly, shyly, not daring to lift her eyes to the grave, noble face. 44' Yes," he says, simply. " Mere is nothing so wonderful in that. You were the real love of my life, though you would not believe it." Her heart throba quickly the colour comes and goes in her face. She is silent for very joy, for very shame. Site feels so unworthy of this great, true, steadfastlovo, thatshe so scorned once, that she had flung back at his feet in the bygone years because auothor had shared, or seemed to share it, before Herself. " Von are not offended, Ihops 2" he says, presently. He cannot see the tears that shine on her lashes ; he only knows she is very quiet and calm, and fears that his words were too hold. "No. Why should I be?" she says tremulously. "You did not believe in me then," he goes on. "Not that I blame you, or in- deed have ever blamed you. When a man loves a woman as I loved you, he loves her with not only admiration for her beauty, but reverence for the richer possibilities of the nature into which he has gained an in- sigbt,Iknew you were proud, and pure, and true, and I knew that in all my life I should think of no other woman as I had thought of you. I was right you see," Again she is silent. lier heart beats so fast; its quick throbs almost frighten her, what does he mean! Can it be -- His voice breaks across the tumult of her thoughts. "You said once you would never forgive me," he says, softly. " I' should nob like you to know how those words troubled me': how again and again they would ring in my ears in some scene of danger, at some mo- ment when Death and I have nearly shaken hands. At such times it seemed to me impossible that I would ever again be in your presence, or voluntarily seek it. Yet, strange to say, I have done both. Fate led nee to you when I knew nothing of where I was going, and I find myself wondering if Time has softened your memory of the wrong I did you once, if ever you could find it in your bout to say thewords I prayed for then, " I forgive.'" The tears sprfug to her eyes. The old remembered music' of his voice seems' to thrill her with joy and pain. "Do you think me so hard, so cold ?" she falters. " Long, long ago, I have forgiven I" "And you knew I was -free?" The warm colour sweeps over her face. Her eyes are hidden from his eager gaze, " Yes," she says, softly. "And the past, is it all over ?" he says, very low, as he leaves his chair and bends ten ards.her, "Do you still think I will- ingly deceived. you?" " It would have been kinder, wiser, .had you bold Inc the truth at first," she says somewhat faintly. In the darkness of that shadowy room, with the sense of his presence, with the rich music of his voice thrilling her heart with the long -vanished gladness of other days, she feels strangely, unutterably happy. ,It makes her almost afraid. "One thing more," he says, and he kneels. at her feet and draws her hands within his own. " Have art and the world and the silence of long' years driven me out of your heart, for neither danger, nor absence have driven you out of mitre ?a "1 told you I bad not forgotten," she says, trembling greatly and growing very pale beneath this strange tumult of feeling that is so full of gladness and yet of fear. "Forgotten --but that is not all. 1)o you remember the hard things you said to ma when we parted? I kept back the error of nay life, not because I wished to deceive you, but because I feared the truth would ' (To BE ware UEA.) MAST IMITATE CANADA. An American Judge Points Out the Way to Restore count -Waco it the Judiciary. Judge Micklor, Richmond, Va., was a guest at the Qneeu's hotel Toronto, the other, day, Speaking to a reporter he said that social order is the United States was in a dreadful condition at present. In nine cases out of ten in the southern and western states where murders wore committed the murderers were lynched. The courts were ignored, and the people, especially during the pact three years, seemed to have taken the law iuth it own hands, One of the greatest b tt' on the history of the United a e wastheOrleans lynching it St t s i it r Affair, Y g t whore the Italians lost their lives. The men had been tried and acquitted leader due proem of law in the courts of the land: They were then shot down like rata in a trap without any chance of defending their livor. The people seem to have lest all coo fidenco not only its the jury ystem, and consequently themselves, bat in the judi• Diary. It wouldsimply come to this that the judges would, have to be APCOINT'8D AS III Santee. before public confidence would be restored.. Many of the judges elected, at one time were the lawyers for large commercial cor- porations, and when these men appeared"'on the bench to try cases in witioh their for- mer clients appeared the people laughed at their decisions. Take the cash of the railway men on atrike. A judge who had at orae time beenattornay for the railway company, delivered a judgment holding that the men committed a ariutinal act in strikiug. The people paid no attention to the decision and went right on striking. Tho police system of the United States was bad, too. Every officer was a politician first and this had a bad effect. " A Real Old Bea .Dog," Captain Mitchell, of the British steam, ship Sehiehailion, bound from Mobilo to Amsterdam with a cargo of deals, which ar rived et Dartmouth on Saturday, has made the following extraordinary statement to the vessel's agants. On. duly 25,when the steamer was in latitude 41.3t N, and long, titudo 54.32 W, light westerly winds ands smooth sea prevailing at the time, eve stop- ped engines in answer to a small boat flying the British.. ensign. On coming' alongside we found she was named the Flying Dutch- man, and was being sailed by Captain Gardiner. She was bound from Shalborne, Neva Scotia,. to Amsterdam. Captain Gardiner reported that be had experienced vary heavy weather, and had been forced to heave to for silt days with his sea -anchor • out, He had an accident with his paraf- fin stove, ;which took fire, burning several of his effects and provisions, while he was s od in good sail. He c d Itis main s t .m reefing s healthandspirits, and was in no way gdis heartened by the long passage he had still before him. He had only come about 020 miles when we spoke to him, I wanted to take him and his cockleshell on board, for his boat was little better than a cockleshell, being only 15ft fiin long, lift 4in in beam, and 22in in depth, with a flat bottom and a centro -board, sloop-rigged, with mainsail and jib. Ho would not bo persuaded to allow us to take hint and the boat on board, saying ho was all right,and would get home to Amsterdam even if he had only just pass- ed the bank of Newfoundland. Ho dreaded falling in with see, as he now had no stove to keep ham warm. I asked him if ho tut up a light at night to prevent him being run down. He said " No ; I trust to the Lord's morose" After supplying his needs with small atoves,and repairing lois rudder, which had got broken, we wished him " Good-bye." He was 45 years of age,and seemed to be a real old sea dog, one of that sort who would never say die while a rope held together, men who are fast disappear- ing from our merchant navy. He gave mo a letter to be posted to his wife, who lives in Amsterdam. Chin ese Pirates. Some 20 years ago the` Chinese servant of a foreign settler put off civilization and, turned pirate, and with a hundred daring comrades occupied the mountainous, wood- ed and auriferous island of Aakola, which stands sentinel over the sea -approach, about 20 miles distant from Vladivostock. The bancl (says a writer in Blackwood's Maga- zine) defiede Russian war vessel, froniwhichi a boat's crew werelanded to arrest the leader, who called on his men with the confidence of a Roderick Dhu. The hun- dred 'sprang from the bush, and, after a struggle, in which their leader was wounded and left for dead, drove the sailors back to their boat. The captain proceeded to cruise round the island, destroyed every floating thing whereby the desperadoes might esea a and then sent for reinforce- ments. , ments. These having to come from Pasiette, there being no garrison as yet at Vladivo- stock, and by sailing -ship, were two weeks on the way. During that interval, and notwithstanding the vigilant patrol, kept up, the Chinese managed to cut trees and construct rafts, on which they all escaped to the mainland before the Russian force arrived. They straightway marched inland, murdering, as was their wont, all the Rus- sians encountered on the way. Before the Cossacks could get after them the outlaws had spread terror everywhere; the resi- dents of Vladivostock were panic-stricken, and the women, and children _placed for safety on board ship-; Tho Chinese band, avoiding the small garrison town of N ikolsk on the way to Lake Hanka, made for the Chinese frontier, but Were overtaken before they could all cross_ the line, and half of their number were killed. Such scenes, of course, can hardly occur now ; but piracies and robberies are still not i-ifrequeat' in the near neigh bourhood of the Russian headguarters,< where no -man ventures abroad unarmed. If time: does evenneverythin , g As we are told the case ie, It has an awful job on hand WWVith'tbose who play the races. The smokes tacks of ocean steamers- are much larger than is generally 'supposed. They range from„four,een to oighteon'feot in diameter.' Those of the Etruria are over the latter figure. Children Cry for Pitcher's Caster!; "Shorter” Pastry d 6 �� r Pr'fz Bills. We aretalhing about a a sltoiten. ling" which will not cause inch.- - ; gestion, Those who el:now a thing tor two" about Cooking, (Marion llleriand among a host of others), t Are using COTTIIIERIE !instead of lard. None but the :purest, healthiest and cleanest insredients go to make, up Cot. ; f tolene, Lard isn't healthy, and is f not always clean. 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