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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1892-11-3, Page 2LADY CAR AWN Or Married Where Her Station, *A. "Six weeks," elle said mueiugly ; "I elven be eighteen in four weeks from to- day." "I wish," he remarked, "that I could be eighteen over again." " Would you be the better for it?" she asked curiously. "I should at least be wiser," he an- swered; and she made no comment. "You will speak then to Mr, Rename ?" he continued, after moodily reflecting upon all he had lost. "I speak to my father ?" exclaimed Efddred. " No ; I am ignorant enough of the world, but surely that should be done by you." She went away then under the pretext of seeing something, leaving Lord Calm -en alone. "She had a little more spirit than I thought she had," he said to himself, thou, When re had the opportunity, he told Arley Ransom that he had been tudertu- nate in his mterview with his dm, Men Mr. Itansorne quickly made ever e thing smooth -the wedding day was to be ea, the 3rd of August. "Something may happen before dten," thought the Earl; "if not, I have I wart one resource --always one haven. Mue • may happen before the 3rd of August." While Hildred Ransom° said to hraelf thet, if she liked her future husbe e.1 no better in six weeks' time than she did now,. it would he but a sorry wedding day. CHAPTER V. Mildred Rausome did not feel p bleu- larly pleased when she came to think about her iaterview with Load Caraven. She was to be married on the third of August. There was not much time to spend in preparations. Her father had said no expense was to be spared. He took her himself to the Court milliner and left the troveaenn tutirely in that lady's hands. Mired was frightened as order after order was given without the least thought of ex- pense. One day Arley Ransom showed her a paragraph in the Fashionable Chronicle. It stated that a marriage was on the tapis between the Right Honorable the Earl of Caraven and Mies Ransoms, only daughter and heiress of Arley Ransoms, Esq. The girl laughed as she read it -a sweet, happy laugh. The Earl was attentive. He seldom went to the Hollies ; but he sent tickets for the opera, for the theatres -he sent bouquets of flowers, books, above all, jewels. Arley Rensome said and thou Wit that flowers were very well in their way, but that jewels meant more. The Earl appeared but rarely himself. When he did go it was to dine, and Mr. • Ransorne was careful always to find another guest on whom the burden of conversation should fall, so that the visite were not very dull ones. • One morning a parcel reached the Hollies from Lord Ceram n, and when Hildred un- fastened it it was found to contain a suiteof jewels -pure, pale pearls. Mr. Ransoms cried out in admiration that they were the most beautiful he had ever seen. Mildred sighed as she laidthem down in the soft velvet cases. "Sighing, with nuoh a gift as that In your hands, Mildred ?" he said. picture more touching than this of the lonely "Papa, I cannot help wishing," she re- girl with the flowers in her hand. She had plied, "that Lord Caraven would give me turned to them as she would have turned to fewer jewels, bat come oftener to see me. I a living creature; her lover, who on the am to be married in ten days from now, and, morrow was to be her husband, had not do you know, he seems like a stranger to been near, but he had sent the flowers, and me." in her forlorn fashion, she had fancied she The words touched him a little. He had should get some comfort from them. not much heart, this ambitions man; he But they revealed nothing to her. The grime could not tell, The,properatiourt for ke Mareiege were complete, '1;here was a alight dispute between the Earl and the littrYoro Lord Caraven wished to have the ceremony performed quietly and away from London -Arley Ransoms insisted that the marriage should take place at St. George's, Hanover Square. '"And so, my 'owl," he said, "lot us dis- tinctly understand eachother. Myclaughter is bringing you a fortune that might be the dower of a princess, and she must be treated with due respect, I will not have one detail omitted. The marriage must be eon - ducted, as though you were espousing a lady of your own rank..." Lord Caraven laughed; he knew that there was no opposing such a decree -it must be complied with. He made the best of it He invited his half -cousin, the Lady Franoes Rialto, a superannuated coquette, who still believed herself yorteg and charming, to be bridesmaid. Lord St, Mauro was "best man." A small but select party of guests were invited. Nodiing was omitted, For many days past the great world had been on the qui vice about the marriage. The wedding -dress had been shown as the court milliner's, the jewels could be seen at Messrs. But -ford's. All fashionable London discussed the union, and all fashionable London knew what the girl herself diet not know -that she was being married for her money, that her marriage was as much a matter of sale and barter as though she had stood in a slave market with an auctioneer by her side. The day before Hildrecl's wedding day the Hollies had been one scene of exeite- ment and confusion; them had been so many visitors, the number of presents was so great. Late in the evening a nowiniticent bridal bouquet arrived from Lord Caravan. The wedding breakfast was all prepared; the trunks containing all that was needed of the grand trousseau were packed and corded -the labels were already addressed, "Lady earaven, passenger to Paris," for the Earl had decided on spending the en. called honeymoon there; every detail of the morrow's ceremony was arranged, and late at night Mildred Rruasome stood with the Earl's bouquet in her hand. It was a sweet, sad girlish face; a motherly Woman looking at it would have drawn the girl's head down on her breast, and have soothed her with loving words. The morrow would be her wedding day; the tired servants were all sleeping, her attentive little maid had done to rest, her father had rettred quite early to his room. The morrow would be her wedding day, and they had told her that she could live with- out love. Her wedding day! No laughing young sisters came to talk over the great event with her; no gentle, loving mother folded her in her arms and prayed heaven to b'ess her in her new life; no laughing, bright, fond school friends were there as companions ; she was quite alone, her heart aching and burning with a new sense of desolation and loneliness. Her wedding day ! /ler toilet table was laden with jewels; her fiance had been lavish in his presents; no duchess had more elegant or costly surroundings -yet she would have given all, she thought, for some one to love and comfort her. Her wedding day ! Yet he had not been; he had sent no note with the flowers, only hie card with his compliments ; there was no pro- mise of the love that was to come after marriage, not one kindly word to allay her doubts or her fears. There could be no • would have sacrificed everything he had for his own social advancement; he loved his daughter after his own toahion-she was a • stepping stone to gratify his am- bition; but he would have broken her heart over and over again to accomplish his wishes. Stilt the words touched him, and on the day following, when he met Lord Caraven for the signing of business papers, he said to him, "My daughter would be pleased to see you. She thinks it • strange that you do not call oftener." • They were mild words, but the Earl knew he was under the harrow -he must go. He went the next day and found Mildred at home and alone. He hesitated when he heard that she was alone ; he had • not wished for a tete-a-tete. • What was he • to say to her? He could not feign love- making ; he did not like her. He had always admired fair women with golden hair ; this .girl had heir as dark as night • and a Spanish lace. He was compelled to • marry her, but he had not an idea as to what he should say to her. He was shown into the pretty drawing - room where Mildred was reading Goethe. She looked up when he was announced, and placed her book on the table. She bowed • coldly, not knowing what to say. She had had wished him to co.11, but she felt, now that Ile was really there uncertain how to entertain him. Had he been an ordinary friend of her father's,she would have sought for and found some topic of conversation that would interest him. She looked into the Earl's handsome face, and, remembering that in ten days she was to become his wife, she was silent. Looking at her, he remem- • bered the same, and turned away with & sigh of despair. "I have not interrupted you, I hope, • Miss BanSOnle," he said. "You were read- ing -may 1 ask what ?" She held the book out for him to see. "German I" he cried, "Do you read German ?" "Yea, and speak it. I like it," she re- • plied ; I like German literature, after • English, better than any." • He remained talking to her for half an hour. They were to be married in ten days, yet he said no word of love. Re did not mention their marriage or even allude to it ever so distantly. He might have been the merest stranger, the most, uncon- cerned of guests. He took his leave, and -even then he did not offer to touch the • hand that she half held out to him. A book was lying on the drawing -room table, one amongst many others that Arley Ransoms had sent home, She opened it mechanically. The first line she read struck her. It was only a simple poem, written by a great master of poesy, but to her it seemed instinct with sorrow and love - Then I took a pensli and wrote On the mossy stone as I lay- • "Ileee lies the body of Ellen Adair, And the heart Of lildWard Gray." • Over and over again she read the words, • so sweet and simple and sad. Of course they were lovers, and they had quarrelled; his heart lay buried with her, That Was love. e After all, there was some strange, sweet, ad witchery ift this love. She was going to e St Countess; she Was to have jewels and been b grave o loved the te be a Countess. Who cared for het as his lovjet Edseard gray eared for his dead to e ? The ten cti had come to an end. HOW time had passed so quickly Mildred Ran - money, pleasure and fame; yet is Con - cable upon her that it would have ter to be Ellen Adair, to sleep it a the windy hill and be se dearly costly blossoms lay cold, fragrant, without meaning. As she stood holding them there came into her mind a story she had read of a young girl on her wedding -eve -a girl who had stolen out in the sweet, soft starlight to meet her lover by the garden gate. She remembered that the story told how the gallant young lover had kissed his bride - kissed her lips aud her hands, calling her by every sweet manie a lover could invent - how they had stood under the starlight amongst the trees and tb.e flowers, hew full of hope and happiness the young lover went away, and was never seen again. CHAPTER VI. Mildred Ransoms did not seem to under- stand either the day or the event until she stood baler the altar in Se. George's Church. Then with a cold shock and a cold dull pain, full realization of it all came to her. It was her wedding day, and she was about to marry the handsome, indifferent Earl who stood by her side. All that had passed before seemed like a dream. The sunshine had awakened her. There came a contused vision of maids in waiting, of silk and lace, jewels and flowers. She hadheard her own maid Arnim:, say - It seemed to her that she passed through a sea of faces, that people crowded round her as she went down the church. She saw the long lite of carriages, the profusion of wedding favors. She made no attempt to speak; if she had done so, she would have lost herself in a passion of tears. At home again, her father took her in his arms and kissed her face, whispering: " My daughter, the Countess of Car- aven." - Lady Riche had attempted a very mild caress. "It went off very well," the said, "Lord Caraven looked tired. I had no idea that we should have so many people there. I hope my Aloe was all right. There were some yeey handsome dresses." "A very pretty wedding," put in Lord St. Mauro. "I feel that I have been busy to -day in a good cause." But the man who had married Mildred Ransoms spoke never a word. Then came the wedding -breakfast. Arley Ransoms made a speech, described the clay as the proudest of his life, passed a magni- ficent eulogium on his son-in-law, and then sat down. There was deep silence when the newly -made husband stood up to make hie speech. No one quite knew why, but an uncomfortable sensation came over all. He had but little to say. If he had put into word a the thoughts Mutt surged through his brain, he would have said, Ladies and gentlemen. I have been a spend -thrift and prodigal ; I have wasted my substance ; have spent a large fortune -but I home com- mitted the shabbiest, wickedest act of my life to -day. I have Marled a young mei for her money, and I do not oven like her; what is still worse, I never shall." That was what he thought. What he said was an indistinct murmur ; an attentive listener coald distinguish only the Words "honor" "pleasure" and "future." The Earl sat down again without once having looked at the face of wife. Then the earriage drove up to the door, and the bride went to change her dress. Lady giallo went with her; the girl's for- lorn manner end wistful face had touched even that worldly heart. "I hope you Will be happy, Lady Cara- ven," she said. "When they read the itceetnit Of your wedding, every. wenimi in London will envy you. "Envy me," She re-echoed-," I, who have neither mother nor eistora I" l‘dy dear Lady Oaraven, you hare a husband and a father, whieb, I think better. Wet me give you one little bit of ttelviee. You are going to face the great cold world; have nothing to do with Sentiment, and as for as possible care more for . yourself than any one else." Lord Caraven bade his adieux; he shook hands with ,Arley Rensonle, cutting short a gushing speech that the lawyer bad care- fully prepared. Then Arley Ransoms was touched again. Some one said that Lady Gateman was in the morning -room waiting to say geocl•bye to him there alone. The tender arms were clinging around him, the dark eyes looking into his -a sad, Weias rhis w tf aoee,n of pathetic enquiry, was n " Papa," she whispered, and there was an agony of entreaty in her voice, you are mute sure that you have not de. oeivert me -you are quite sure that I can be happy without love." He laughed. " You will find. that the Countess of Caraven has more to think about than a trifle like love Mildred.' , Her arms fell from him ; she raised her sad, sweet girlish face from his breast. "I will believe you, papa," she said; I will trust you to the very end." Then she went away, and Arley Ransome would have spent a far happier day if those word had not lingered with him. * a, * * Mildred was alone with her husband at last. Now surely he would say something to her-apeak to her of that love he must feel for her ; he would not keep up the same indifferent° now be was his wife. The words that she thirsted for, that she longed to hear, he would surely utter ; sureleethe would bend over her and say soinetiung, were it only the two words-‘ My wife.' "Do you like being on the sea at night ?" he enquired after a long pause. "I hardly know my own likes or dislikes yet," she replied. "Why do you ask ?" "Because the boat leaves Dover for Calais about eleven, and I thoughtwevvould take it." "As you please," she replied. Her Moe was quite pale, her lips were white and pressed firmly together. In her heart was a sense of desolation that words could not describe. He wondered at her silence, her gravity. It was the height of the season at Dover, and the band was playing on the pier. He sat with his wife in the dining -room of the "Lord War- den," when he saw her suddenly start as though she were frightened. She covered her face with her hands, and when she looked ked up again her eyes were dim with t It was all because the band "Love's Young Dream.' ClIAPTER VII. Night on the sea ! Innumerable stars shone in the sky, lambent bright, and were reflected in the waves. A western wind, sweet as the Wreath of spring, had swept over the land and sea, stirring the blue waves and °resting them with foam. But now the stillness of the sea- was something marvellous and beautiful; it was as though the great dark shadow of night brooded over the waters -a stillness broken only by the rushing of the water through the paddle- wheels of the steamer. Slowly the line of lights round the coast disappeared, and at last was out of sight; there was nothing visible but the heaving silvery waters and the sky above. Lady Caravan eat on the deck; the stewardess had advised her to go to the ladies' cabin, but she declined Why seek the close, warm cabin while the stars were shining on the sea? The captain had brought a comfortable seat for her ; she had, a warm shawl. A faint hope stirred the young wife's heart; perhaps when Lord baraven saw her there alone, his might come and talk to her. She saw him once or twice. Once he had asked her if she enjoyed the beauty of the night, and her answer was " Yes '; then, as though he bad fulfilled a duty, with an air of relief he walked away. She was left to her thoughts -and they were strange ones. This was her wedding day. Her husband was the tall, proud, handsome man who avoided that part of the boat where she sate They were husband and wife yet they had hardly exchanged three words ; it was so strange that there were times when she fancied it must be a dream. Was this any., thing like love? The wind kissed the waves ; the stars shone reflected in the water ; and with sharp, keen'swift memory there came to her words she had. read only a few short days before- " I bare gone mad --I love you -let me titer; -the words Elaine spoke when her heart first opened to the knowledge of her love. Was the time for such love as this gone by ? Had the current of men's lives been so completely changed that love had become a contract -a business arrangement? If so, she wished that she had lived in Elaine's days. Would to Heaven that some faint breath of that old-world love bad been here some faint breath,of that mighty passion that had worked so much evil and so much good I She looked across the deck ; her husband -how strangely the word •eounded-was leaning over the rails, talking to some stranger. The moon shone full on his handsome face, on the fair clustering hair. Surely no knight of old was ever more comely. Did he love her? He must have loved her, or he would never have married her. It was a fair, troubled, wistful face that was bent ever the star -lit water -a face sad with thoughts that should have had no place on her wedding day. The Earl had seen her rise, and came to her. "Are you tired?" he asked. "We shall not be very long now; I can see the lights on the French coast. The night is very fine. Are you tired?" "No, I never tire of the sea," she re- " Indeed, I should like to live near it. " Ravensinere is near the sea," he told her. "You can see it from the Castle towers." "I had forgotten that I was to live at Ravenamere, or I should not have said that," she remarked quickly. "I did not know that it was near the sea." "Your father has two maps of the estate. Have you not seen them ?" he asked, She looked at him wonderingly, " Why should I see them?" she asked. "Certainly not." "You do not inherit your father's bush MSS talents then," he (laid. "I always stay at the Hotel Meurice, near the Teileriee," he said; "but if you prefer any other part—" No. She had been to Paris only once - that for her holidays. She knew nothing of the city. And then the young husband looked over the blue water& He had shown her due politeness sad attention. Ile was ill at ease, and longing to be away again. He did not notice how wistful was the fair young face turned to him. He bowed politely and went away. She clenched her little hand ; she tried to still the beating of her heart. Her 'hus- band -married that day -yet had he no more to say than this ? The lights en the 'French coast was aloe at hand; she could even in the sileime hear the waves breaking en the shore, Amine stood near, with a was playing large carriage wrap in her hands, Lady Oaraven wondered if her hueband would eome to her, or if he would allow her to laud with the help of servante. e ap• proaohed hurriedly, w We have time for refreshments," he said ; "the,train will not start for twenty minutes." They went into the refreshment -room, where he ordered soup and wine. He was solicitous for her comfort, he was attentive to her wants, but she noticed that he spoke to her only when civility dictated that he should speak, and that when he did address her he never looked at her. He took his seat by her side in the rail- way -carriage. They travelled through the fresh dewy night, the pleasant air coming in at the open windows. He had carefally pro- vided her with books and newspapers -with railway literature. "It is quite evident," he thought, "that he intend.* me to read -he has no desire to talk to me." They did not exchange many words, Sometunes when the wind blew he asked her if she was chilly. He offered to close the window, but she would not allow him - it Woa some relief to her to watch the sky and the fair eerth. This was such it strange wedding -trip. She wondered if the time would ever come that he and she would laugh over it -would wonder why they had both been so silent, so reserved. She won- dered a thousand things. Would her hus- band ever laugh and talk gaily, brightly to her, as he bad done to the gentleman on deck?'Would he in time lay aside his re- serve, his coldness? Would he ever look pleated or bright? "Paris at last I" said Lord Caraven. "What a long journey it has been I I am elweys longing for some motive power greater than steam -I should like to travel more quickly." But she had no laughing answer. It had struck her that no husband ought to find his first journey with his wife long or tire- some. Again the sweet wild words of Elaine came to her: "I have gone mad -I lord you -let me die!' There was neither love nor madness here. Paris at last -Paris in the gay morning sunlight. They drove straight to the hotel; and then, for the first time, it seemed to her, he spoke kindly. He said: "You look very tired -I should advise you to get someorest. I always find a cigar and the morning air air most refreshing after a long journey." Half an hour afterwards she stood alone in her room. She looked at herself in the tall mirror. It was a pale face with wistful shadowed eyes that she saw therein. She was fatigued in body and in mind, yet the could not sleep. • if she only under- stood, if she only knew the meaning of this silent love of her husband's that had never yet been expressed in words I CHAPTER VIII. A weak had passed since Lady Caraven reached Paris -a strange week. She had seen but little of her husband. He never took breakfast with her ; they met at din - der, and twice he had taken her to the opera. He never interfered in the least with any of her affairs. He sent up her letters unopened, and never even inquired from whom they came. Be sent every morning to aelt if she had any particular wish for that day -if there was any place she desired to see. At first she said "Yes," and went to the different places of note. He accompanied her, but she could. not avoid thinking that 11 was slightly bored by these excursions. The next time he sent she declined, and he did not remonstrate; he made no remark, and she felt almost sure that he was relieved by her refusal. When they ,went to the opera, they were never alone -he always secured some companion. It seemed to Mildred. that he was quite as much a stranger as on the first day he entered the Hollies. "Shall I ever be part of his life ? " the thought. "Shall I grow to be heart of his heart, soul of his soul'! Shall I ever know what be thinks, what he likes, what he loves?" At first he was considerably surprised in his wife. He thought to himself that the daughter of a man like Lawyer Rensome, sharp, shrewd, cunning, must inherit some of his propensities -that she would occuy herself with small intrigues and manmuvres of all kinds. She did nothing of the sort; she was quiet and grave, calm, self- possessed. She did not even dream of the unstirred depths of passion and tenderness in her girlish heart. One evening he was rather startled by Mildred. There was a favorite singer at the opera, and they went to hear her. She was • very fair, and the gentlemen were busily engaged in discussing her: With Lord and Lady Caraven was a Frenchman, the Comte de Quesue, a great admirer of fair women. The conversation, kept up chiefly between the two gentlemen, was about the charming actress. "She is of the real English type," said • the Comte, "and the English ladies are so fair -they are adorable I' "I thine myself," remarked the Earl, "that a fair-haired English girl is certainly the fairest object in creation. ' The Comte laughed. "You prefer the blondes to the brunettes then?" he said. "Certainly," replied Lord Caraven, "I do not see how a woman can be beautiful unless she be fair." He had entirely forgotten his young girl - wife with the dark eyes and the Spanish face. He would not have wantonly pained her, but he had fergotten her presence. She heard the words. At the time she made no remark, although they burned into her heart like fire. The Comte went home with them, and they were joined by another friend '• but she found an opportunity of speaking to her husband when the other gentlemen were busy with ecarte, and 'Lord Caraven had withdrawn to look over some letters that had just arrived. She summoned up cour- age and went up to him. "Lord Caraven," sge said, "would you mind telling me one thing ?" He looked up in wonder -it was so seldom that she voluntarily addressed him. As he looked he was slightly impressed with her appearance; the tall slender figure was draped in eat shining silk, the girlish face was flushed with the effort of speaking to him, the dark eyes were bright and star- like, filled with unutterable thoughts. He could not help owning to himself that there was some beauty in the thick coils of dark hair, in the tall, slim, graceful figure, in the perfect grace and harmony. 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Central Business College, Stratford, Out. Largess and. best west of Toronto. Handsome catalogues free. Men- tion this paper. slum If Elliott, principals. Disk Harrows'025 to $51; Disk Drills, $59 to $45 ; Steel CINLend Hollers, $14 to e M. 300 agents now employed; 300 ORB more wanted. Write for Mr - (Mien and terms to J. S. CORBIN, Prescott, Out. x.rreJmn. To any sufferer from Nervous Debility, Lost Manhood and allied complaints I will send free a means of cure. / have nothing to sell or give, but can furnish information regarding a simple. Inexpensive means of cute that will be of great value to the &filleted. This is no humbug and costs nothing to investigate. Write Mr parte- Mars. Enclose Stamp for reply. COmminii- cetions sacredly confittential. Address. GEO. VOR PLATZ, 256 Belluirst SW et, Toronto, Ont. I 0 E FI''St Valuable treatise and bottle of medicine sent Ilree to any Sulferatt. Give Etiqress and 'Post Office addrcsa. G. ROOT; M. CON West Adelaide Street, Toronto, Ont TO IOTOODUCEasvsirv, ,4 frhot'llst4tottnt-6t4italltiliien6ntal.k tang addretiii on riiehipt of 15 carats In paittigti Minima; and Will itlea frOti oat ideamout Getaltigte Of Wataiatia, Jefifilry. *ith !tiloolfsl taring end inducements to agenta, ThialtingAllef fob', Ilba nieditY, Warranted to fef OfAii4 held' tat; and is only Offered at 15 Cada 10ftt lftte Ft 16 till,ee:Criao Odd& Oait imriiadlittiO bials 11.irrt for 16 Coctit gag. MOWRY AND COat TORONTO$ OAN ...4,9$U.E. NO 44. .18;:-. loidertt lute frepOlitole ,So owls do" elionm, dit`rt)Pg4)000'414, tZfOlnallf oalegttiest6IsietkvaskIr Are a. =LAMB kJ; CI PRO and 'SEBUM; They seppIy in condensed town law the sub. stances needed to enrich the Blood and to rebuild the Nerves,thusreaking them a certain and Speedy cure for all diseases arising from impovenshed blood, and shattered nerves, such as par. alysis, spinal 19.1s. eases, rhewaiatism„ soiatnea,loss °Emma. ory, erysipelas, pal- mtatiou of theheart, serofala,chlorosis or green sickness, that tired feeling that streets eo many, etc. They have a specific action on the eexuaI system of both in?n and women, restoring lost vigor. • • E FE, (young and old), suffering from mental worm overwork, insomnia, excesses, or self-abuse, should take these FELLS. They will restore, lost energies, both physical and mental. SUFFE Ileva E afflicted with the WeaktleSSOS peculiar to their sex, such as suppression of the peziods, bearing down pains, weak back, ulcerations, etcorill find these pills an unfailing cure. PALE AGO SALLOW GIRLS should take these Pills. They enrich the blood, restore health's roses to the cheeks and cor- rect all irregularities. BzwArtn or litrraTrons. These Pills are sold by all dealers only in boxes bearing our, trade mark or will be sent by mail, post paid. on receipt of price -50 cents a box or 6 for $2.5D. THE DR. WILLIAMS MED. CO., Brockville, Out., or Morristown, N.Y. Is KARAT GOLD - COSTS NOTHING to exams Ineend$5.851suysteiscin. gant 18 karat gold plated linutingease watch gents or lacliesSize, andlf yonsellt or cause the sale of $ix tre will give yen one ewe. Cut this out no semi with your order and we wilishiptho math Wyatt - by express, 0.0.1X, telt charges paidby M sattsbustory,after ex- amination. PaY the 'rant S5.05 /alone le yours. After yea, , have ordered antif paid for giS we will send you one Free. When cash amens - puniest the Saler, vto solid a heavy gold plated clinin artaS charm free. Sand te the CANADIAN TRICK & NOVELTY Co., Toronto. ealT. CONSJ Valuable treatise and two battles of medicine seat Free to any Sufferer. Give Express and Post Office address. ea A. SLOCUM & CO..1a5 West Adelaide Street, Totanto.Out 1 0 0 NESendV. Ia f . i a .i't lel aMnEaSh ayol:rWANED. aAmTe Oi t iM LE only AGE iTS' Directory in Csned 0 STAR CARD IVORKS, Woodstock.Ontarlo ASK YOUR DRUQC,IST F,;0 Palatable as cream. No oilw taste like others. In big bottler; 50e. and $1.00. CEiNITS (sliver) pay, orx trial, and your address is our " A OZNTSDUISO- TOlti," which goes whirling an over the Unite& States to firma who wish to mail FILER, sample papers, magaziaes'Paolo, pictures, cards, etc., with terms, and our patron s receive hushels of mall. Great- est bercolo In Americo. Try it; von will be Pleased, T. D. CAMPBELL, Bee, Itoylcston, THRILLIC1C Detective Storlesas Come I pletu lotto Wads ad Hp1 Popular Songs enA Po, _0 I cents (silver), Zed. Nov. Doploston. La& • 10.000 Acres of good Farm IHIANO? Lauds,tPotMCGrehganCetal,gigit Atena Sc Loon Lake Railroads • LANDS atchurches,prices,schools,ranginge Yoh: $5 per acre. These lands are close to enterinising new towns, . and wil be sold onrnostfavorable terms Apply to It, M. PIEROB, West Bey City, or to J W. Whitmore Mich. Please mention this paper when writing. FOR SALE. $500 NET PROFIT THIS LAST JULY on three acres of grapes. • Vinci planted less than three years. $225,00 net profit per no a ehis las' June on Blackberries grown on. the sand hills of North Carolina -the coin lug fruit centre of the United States. Only, honrefrom New York; laud verycheap. Pare air -and water; noted aa a, health resort. For full par irniare send 5 cents (silver) for 3 copies of ()UR SOUTHERN HOME'," a 40 -page Msgazine. A ddres, M. FL Pride, Immigration Agent. Box 50, Hamlet, North Carolina. FARMS AND FARMING LANDS: ACRES -0.5 ACRES CLEARED; OV frame house and barn, 24 miles from county -seat of GLadwin County, Mich., for sale at 61,400- • 160 acres -65 acres under cultivation -2 miles from county -seat, $2,700. 10,000 acres at $6 per acre. Address, EUGENE FOSTER,, Gladiola. Melt. ft ttrAtmcimAchrtivEs •c. EZZAIANEROS.fif Y:GE OPG4 T OW N, ON T. !BE DOLLAR', MAKER, ASKYOlanEWINGMACIIINEAGENTI FOR IT- OR SEND A3 CENT: STAMP FOR PARTICULARSA PRICE LIST,SAMPLES, COTTOM YARN&c OF OLIR THE CHATHAM FANNING MILL, With Bagging attachment, la the Beet M inede in ()anima to -day. .30.0001 PSI za. 117 41, • N. Send for a Circular and Price List PRIMO Aderees, IviaNsoN CAMPBELL,' Chatham. Ont. '517,fittailETCA, trrl • • CORM ALL 1:15F, FAI • test. Ltoostio-t. TC6104 COM:. 13 -se • IPSOPFT,IVFD Ip„ybko, rtrtniglars • " AK. • • IrS.