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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1912-10-31, Page 7TBE WINGTIi.M TIMES, OCTOBER 31 t912 (4:424)5(iiqi4Aii),?ic544,2,4**)4:1. 1* Purffied BY H9 ��t• :�� MARY J. t • f �T Suffering HOLMES, • 4 4-6 r,r CHAPTER X, Uncle Ephraim Marlow was an old- ashioned man, clinging to the old- ime customs of his fathers, and looking with but little toleration up - n what he termed the •'new-fangled otions" of the present generation, Born and reared amid the rocks and hills of the Bay State, his nature liartook largely of the nature of his surroundings, and ho grew into man- hood with many a rough point ad- hering to his character, which, nev- ertheless, taken as a whole, was, like tho wild New England scenery, beautiful and grand. None knew Uncle Ephraim Barlow but to respect him, fid at the church in which be was a deacon, few would have been missed more than the tall, muscular man, with the long white hair, who, Sun-. day after Sunday, walked slowly up the middle aisle to his accustomed seat before the altar, and who regu- larly passed the contribution box, Bowing involuntarily in token of ap- probation when a neighbor's gift was larger than its wont, and gravely -dropping in his own ten cents—never more, never less, always ten cents— :his weekly offering, which he knew amounted in a year to just five • doI- lars and twenty cents. And still 'Uncle Ephraim was not stingy, as the Silverton poor could testify, for many a load of wood and bag of areal found entrance to the doors where cold and hunger would have •otherwise been, while to his minister he was literally a holder up of the weary hands, and a comforter in the time of trouble. I:dis helpmeet, Aunt Hannah, like that virtuous woman mentioned in the T3ible, was one "who seekoth wool and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands, who riseth while yet it is night, and giveth meat to her 'household," while Miss Betsy Bar- low, the deacon's maiden sister, was a character in her way, and bore no resemblance to those frit olous fe- males to whom the Apostle Paul had reference whcu he condemned' the plaiting of hair and the wearing of gold and Jewels. Quaint, queer and simple -headed, she had but little idea of any world this side of heav- en, except the one bounded by the "huckleberry" hills and the crystal waters of Fairy fond, which from the back door of the farm -house were plainly seen, both in the summer sun- shine and when the intervening fields were covered with the white snow. The home of such a trio, was, like themselves, ancient and unpretenti- .ous, nearly ono hundred years having ,elapsed Since the solid foundation was laid to a portion of the build- ing. Unquestionably it was the old- est house in Silverton, for on the heavy oaken door of what was call- ed the back room was still to be seen the mark of a bullet, left there by some marauders who, during the Revolution, had encamped in that 'neighborhood. George Washington, it was said, had spent a night be- neath its roof, the deacon's tnother pouring for him her Bohea tea itnd breaking her home-made brea•1. Mince that time several attempts had teen made to modernize the house. Lath and plaster had been put upon the rafters and paper upon the wails, wooden latches had gjven place to iron, While in the parlor, where Wash- ington had slept, there WAS the ex- travagance of a porcelain knob, such as Uncle Ephraim said W,Ia only fit for gentry who could afford to be grand. For himself he was content to live as his father did; lout young folks, he supposed, must in some things have their way, and so when NIxE TO CONSUMPTION tYEAE ARE 101E DEANS From PNEUMONIA Than Any Other Lyng Trouble. Pneumonia is nothing more or lees than what used to be called "inflammation of the Lungs.' , Consumption may be contracted from .others, but as a rule .pneumonia is caused by exposure to cold and wet, and U the ,sold is not attended to immediately ser• tots results are liable to follow. There ie only one way to prevent pneumonia and that is to cure the cold on its first appearance. 1 Dr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup will :do this for you if you will only take it in time. Dr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup con. •tains all the essence and lung healing powers of the famous Norway Pine tree. Mt. Hugh McLeod, Esterh1Isy, Sack.; writes: --"My little boy took a very severe cold, and it developed into pneu• monia. The doctor eeid he could nett live. 1 got some of your Dr. Wood's Itorriay Pint Syrup, and be begasl to improve. No* he is a 'trona With, child, And chow no ergo Gilt sver coning back: It The price of this remedy is 25 and 60 cents per bottle. It is put tip in a yellow wrapper; 3 pine trees the trade marls; . and ie Manufactured only by The *T . Milburn Co.; Limited, Toronto; OtiI. 4 his pretty neice, who had lived with him from childhood to the day of her marriage, carne back to him a widow, bringing her two fatherless children and a host of new ideas, he good- humoredly suffered her to tear down some of his household idols and re- place them with her own. And thus it was that the farm -house gradually changed its appearance, for yours womanhood which has had ono glimpse of the outer world will not settle down quietly aurid fashions a century old. Lucy Lennox, when sho returned to the farm -house, was not quite the same as when she went' away, Indeed, Aunt Betsy in her guileless heart feared that she had actually fallen from grace, imputing the fall wholly to Lttcy's predilection for a certain little book on whose back was written "Common Pray- er," and at which Aunt Betsy scarce- ly Glared to look, lest she should be guilty of the enormities practiced by the Romanis is themselves. Clearer headed than his sister, the deacon read the black -bound book, finding therein much that was good, but wondering "why, when folks promis- ed to renounce the pomps and van- ities, they did not do so, instead of acting more stuck up than over." Inconsistency was the underlying strata of the whole Elpiscopal Church he said, and as Lucy had declared" her perference for that church, he too, in a measure, charged her pro- pensity for repairs to the same source with Aunt Betsy; but, as he could see no sin in what she did, he suffer- ed her in most things to have her way. But when she contemplated an attack upon tho huge chimney occu- pying the centre of the building, he interfered; for there was nothing he liked better than the bright fire on the hearth when the evenings grow chilly and.long, and the autumn rain was falling upon the roof. The chimney should stand, he said; and as no amount of coaxing could pre- vail on hirn to revoke his decision, the chimney stood, and with it the three fire -places, where, in the fall and spring, were burned the twisted knots too bulky for the kitchen stove. This was fourteen years ago, and ill that lapse of time Lucy L.en- nox had gradually fallen In with the family ways of living, and ceased to talk of her cottage in western New York, where her husband had died and who e were i,o:u her daughters, 01,1. of \them :-he was expecting Neat) on the warm .11ily day \then our story opens. Katy Lennox had been for a year an inmate of Canandaigua Seminary, whither she was sent at the expense of a distant relative to whom her fa- ther had been . guardian, and who. during her infancy, had had a home with Uncle Ephraim, Mrs. Lennox having brought him with her when she returned to Silverton. Dr. !'or- ris Grant he was now, and he had just come home from a three years' sojourn in Paris, and was living in his own handsome dwelling across the fields toward Silverton village, and half a mile or more from Uncle Ephraim's farm -house. He had writ- , ten from Paris, offering to send his cousins, Helen and 'Kate, to any school their mother might select, and as Canandaigua was her choice, they had gone thither the year before, but Helen, the eldest, had fallen sick within three months, end returned to Silverton, satisfied that the New Eng- land schools were good enough for her. This was Helen; but Katy was different. Katy was snore susceptible of polthh and refinemeht—so the mother thought; and as ehe arrang- ed and re -arranged the little parlor, lingering longest by the piano, Dr. Morris's gift, she drew bright pic- tures iatures of her favorite child, wondering how the farm --house and itis inmates would seem to her after all she must have seen during her Weekes of travel since the close of the Bummer term, And then She wondered why cousin Morris was so annoyed. when told that Katy had accepted an invita- tion to Accompany Mrs, Woodhull and her party on a trip to Montreal and Lake George, taking Boston on her homeward route. Katy's move- ments were nothing to him, unless— and the little ambitious mother struck at random a few notes of the soft -toned piano as she thought how possible it was that the interest el. ways manifested by staid, quint Mor- ris Grant for her light-hearted Kate was more than a brotherly interest, such as he Would naturally feel for the daughter of one who had been to hint a second father. But Katy was so much a child when he went away to Paris that it could not be. She would sooner think of Helen, u•ho was more like him. "ft's Helen, if anybody," she said aloud, just as a voice near the win- dow called out: "Please, Cousin Lucy relieve me of these flowers. I brought them aver in honor of Katy's return. Blushing guiltily, Mrs. Lennox ad- vanced to meet a tall, dark; looking man with a grave, pleasant face, which, when he smiled, was strange- ly attractive, from the sudden light- ing up of the h}tzel eyes and the glit- ter of the white, even teeth so fully to view. "Oh, thank you, Morris 1 Katy will like them, I am cure," Mrs. Len- nox said, taking front his hand a bouquet of the choice flowers whieh grew only in the hothouse at Lin- wood. "Come in for a moment, please." "No, thank you," the doctor re- plied. "There he a case of rheums- titan just over the hill, and I must not be idle if I would retain the pram• tics given to mc. Not that I fresh* anything but good will as yet, for only the Silverton poor dare trust their lives in my inexperienced hands, llut I can afford to wait," and with another hash of the hazel eyes Mor- ris walked away a pace or two: then, as if struck with some sudden thought, turned back, and fanning his heated face with his leghorn hat, said, hesitatingly: "By the way, 'Uncle Ephraim's last payment on the old mill falls due to -morrow. Tell him it he says anything in your pres- ence, not to mind unless it is per- fectly convenient. Ho must bo some- what straightened just now, as Katy's trip cannot have cost him a small sunt." The clear, penetrating eyes were looking full at Airs. Lennox, who for a moment felt slightly piqued that Morris Grant should take so much oversight of her uncle's affairs. "Uncle Ephraim did not pay the bills," Mrs. Lennox faltered oat last. "Mfrs. Woodhull wrote that the ex- pense should be nothing to me, end as she Is fully able and snakes so much of Maty, I did not think it wrong." "Lucy Lennox, I am astouishedt" was all Morris could say, as the tinge of wounded pride dyed his elects. Kato was a connection—a distant, it is trite; but his blood was in her veins, and his inborn pride shrank from receiving so much from strang- ers, while he wondered at her moth- er, feeling more and more convinced that what he had so long suspected was literally true: Mrs. Lennox was weak, Airs. Lennox was ambitious, and for the sake of associating her daughter with people whom the world had placed above her, sho would stoop to accept that upon which she had no claim, "Mrs. Woodhull was so urgent and so fond of Katy; and then I thought it well to give her the advantage of being with such people as compose that party, the very first in Canan- daigua, . besides some from New York," Mfrs. Lennox began in self- defence, but Morris did not stop to hatter more, and hurried off a second time, while Mfrs. Lennox looked af- ter him, wondering at the feeling which she could not understand. A call from Uncle Ephraim roused her, and going out into the square entry she tied his linen cravat, and then handing him the blue umbrella, an appendage he took with him in sunshine and in storm, she watched him as he stepped into his one-horse wagon and drove briskly away in the direction of the depot, where he was to meet his neice. "I wish Cousin Morris had offered his carriage," she thought, as the corn -colored wagon disappeared from view. "The train stops five minutes at West Silverton, and some of those grand people will be likely to see the turnout," and with a sigh as she 'doubted whether it were not a dis- grace as well as an inconvenience to be poor, sho repaired to the kitchen, where sundry savory smells betoken- ed a plentiful dinner. Bending over the sink, with her cap strings tucked back, her sleeves rolled up, and her short purple cali- co shielded from harm by her broad check apron, Aunt Betsy stood clean- ing the silvery onions, and occasion- ally wiping her dim old eyes, as the odor proved too strong for her. At another table stood Aunt Hannah, deep in the mysteries • et the light white crust which war to cover the tender chicken boiling in, the pot, while in the oven bubbled and baked the custard pie, remembered as Katy's favorite, and prepared for her coming by Helen herself—plain-spelt- en, dark -eyed Helen—now out in the strawberry beds, picking the few lu- scious berries which almost by a miracle had been coaxed to wait for Katy, who loved them so dearly. "It's better, too, now than when I came home," Helen thought, as with her rich scarlet fruit she went slowly to the house. "Morris is here, and the. neW church, and if she likes she can teach in Sunday school, though may- be she will prefer going. with TJncle Ephraim. IIo will be pleased if she does," and pausing by the door, hid - en looked across Fairy Pond in the direction of Silverton village, where the top of a slender spire was just visible—the spire of St. John's, built within the hear, and mostly at the Morris Grant,who,a Dr.Mo l 1 expense of zealous churchman himself, had lab- ored successfully to instill into Hel- en's mind some of his own peculiar views, as well as to &Waken in Mrs. Lennox's heart the profession* which had lain 'dormant for as long a time as the little black bound book had lain on the cupboard shelf, forgotten and unread. How the doctor's views were re- garded by the Deacon's family we shall'see by and by. At present our story has to do with Helen,, holding her howl of berries by the rear door and looking across the distant fields. Witli one last glance at the object o1 her thoughts, she re-entered the house where her mother was arranging the square table for dinner, bringing out the white etohe china. instead of the Mulberry bet kept for everyday use. "We ought to have some silver forks," she said despondingly, as she laid by each plate the three -tined forks of steel, to pay for which IIel- en and Katy had picked huckleber- ries on the hills and 'dried apples from the orchard. "Never mind, mother," Helen an- swered cheerily; "if Katy is as she used to be, she will care more for us than for silver, and I guess she is, for I imagine it would take a great deal to make her anything but a warm-hearted, merry little creature." This was sensible Iielen's trtbtite of affection to the little gay, chattering butterfly, at that fetanient ax occu- pant Of uncle Ephraim's cornscolored wagon, and riding with that Worthy toward home, throwing kisses to every barefoot boy and girl she met, atld eereaming with delight as the old familiar waymafks met her view'. "There is Aunt Betsy, With her dress pinned up us usual," she cried, when at lest the wagon stepped be- fore • the door, and the four women came hurriedly out to tweet her, al- most smothering her with caresses, and Then holding her od to see it she had changed. ' ,ghe was very stylish in her pretty traveling dress of gray, made under Mrs. Wooditull's supervision, and no- thing could be more becoming than her jaunty hat, tied with ribbons of blue, while the dainty kids, bought to match the dress, fitted her fat hands charmingly, and the little high -heeled boots of soft prunella were faultless in their style, She was very attractive in her personal appearance and the mental verdict of the four females regarding her intent- ly was something as follows: Mrs. Lennox detected unmistakable narks 01 the grand society she had been lningli I'i in, and was pleased accord., ingly: hunt Hannah pronounced her "the prettiest creeter she had ever seen"; Aunt Betsy decided that her hoops were too big and her clothes too fine fora Marlow; while Helen, who looked beyond dress, or style, or manner, straight into her sister's soft blue eyes, brimming with love and tears, ctecided that Katy was not changed for the worse. Nor was •she. Truthful, loving, simple -heart- ed and full of playful life slue had gone from home, and sho carne back the sante, never once thinking of the ciitTerence between the farm -house and Mrs. 1Voodhull's palace, or if she did, giving the preference to the form - 0E. w 'It was perfectly splendid to get !mine,A' she said, handing her gloves to Men, her sunshade to her moth- s •, ha satchel to Aunt Iiannah, and tossing her bonnet in the vicinity of the. water. pail, from which it was saved by Aunt Betsy, who put it carefully in the press, examining it closely first and wondering how much it cost, Deciding that " it was a good thtunpin' price," she returned to the kitchen. where Katy, dancing and curvetting in circles, scarcely stood .till long enough for them to see that •0 spite of boarding -school fare, of which she had complained so bitter- •, her cheeks were rounder, her eyes 1ri•ghter, and her figure fuller than of ltd. She had improved, but she did .tot appear to know it, or to guess hew beautiful she was in the fresh t,lcoru of seventeen, with her golden hair waving around her childish fore- head, and her deep blue eyes laugh- ing so expressively with each change of her constantly varying face. Everything animate and inanimate pertaining to the old house, came in for its share of notice. She kissed the kitten, squeezed the cat, hugged the dog, and hugged the little goat tied to his post in the .clover yard and trying so hard to get free. The horse, to whom she fed handfuls of grass, hard been already hugged. She did that the first thing after strangl- ing Uncle Ephraim as she alighted front the train, and some from the car window saw it, smiling at what they termed the charming simplicity of an enthusiastic school -girl. Bless- ed youth! blessed early girlhood, sur- rounded by a halo of rare beauty I It was Katy's shield and buckler, warding ori many a cold criticism which might otherwise have been passed upon her. They were sitting down to dinner now, and the deacon's voice trembl- ed as, with the blessing invoked, he thanked God for bringing back the little girl whose head was for a mo- ment bent reverently, but quickly lifted itself up as its owner, in the same breath with that in which the deacon uttered his amen, declared how hungry she was, and went into rhapsodies over the nicely cooked vi- ands which loaded the table, The best bits were hers that day, and she refused nothing until it came to Aunt Betsy's onions, once her special de- light, but now declined, greatly to the distress of the old lady, who hav- ing been on the watch for "quirks," as she styled any departure from long established customs, now knew she had found one, and with an injured expression, withdrew the offered bowl, saying sadly: "You used to eat 'ent raw, Catherine; what's got into you?" It was the first time Aunt Betsy had called at name 'so obnoxious to Kato, especially when•, as in the pre- sent case, great emphasis was laid upon tho rine, and from past experi- ence Katy knew that her good aunt was displeased. Her first impulse was to accept the dish refused; but when she remembered her reason for refusing, she said, laughingly: "Ex- cuse use, Aunt Betsy, I love them siillbut—but—well, the fact is, am going by and by to run over and see Cousin Morris, inasmuch as he was not polite enough to come here, and you know it might not be so I.leasant." "The land!" and Aunty Betsy brightened. "If that's all, eat 'em. 'Tainh no ways likely you'll get near enough to hint to make any dif- ference—only turn your head when you shake hands." But Katy remained incorrigible, while Helen, who guessed that her impulsive sister was contemplating a warner greeting of the doctor than a mere shaking of his hands, kindly turned the conversation by telling .how Morris was improved by his tour abroad, and how much the poor people thought of !him, ••He is very fine looking, too," she said, whereupon lCaty involuntarily exclaimed: "1 Wender if he is as handsome as Wilford Cameron? Oh, I never wrote about him, did I ?" end the little maiden began to blush as she stirred het tea industriously. '•Who is Wilford Cameron?" asked Mrs. Lennox. "Oh, he's Wilford Cameron, that's all; lives on Fifth Avenue as a Taw-, ,ver—is very rich—a friend of Mrs. Woodhull, and was with us in . our travels," !Cate answered rapidly, the' rod burning on her cheeks so brightly that Aunt Betsy innocently passed her a big feather fan, saying •' she looked mighty hot," And Katy was Warm, but whether from talking of Wilford Canton or not none could tell. She said no more of him, tint went 0n to speak of Morris, asking If it were true, as she had heard, that he Milt the new church in Silverton. "Yes, and runs it, too," Aunt Bet- sy answered energetically, proceeding to tell "What goin's on they had, with the minister *hiftiu' his clothes now and ag'hu, and the folks aill talkin' together. Morris got nue in once." 'she said, " and 1 thought meetin' was let out half a detest times, so much h'istin' round as there was. I'd as soon go to a show if it was a good one, and I told Morris so, Xie laughed and said I'd feel different when 1 knew 'em bet- ter; but needn't tell me that Prayers made up is as good as them as isn't, though Morris, I do believe, will get to heaven a long ways ahead of lne, if he is a 'Piscopal." To this there was 110 response, and being launched on her favorite topic, Aunt Betsy continued: "If you'll believe it, Helen here is one of '010, and has got a sight of 'Piscopal cleirks into her head. Why, she and Morris sing that talkin'-like singin' Sundays when the folks get up and Ilelen plays the accordeon." "Melodeon, aunty, melodeon," and Helen laughed merrily at her aunt's mistake, turning the conversation again, and this time to Canandatgun, where she had some acquaintances. But Katy was so much afraid of Canandaigua, and what talking of it might lead to, that she kept to Cou- sin Morris, asking innumerable ques- tions about his house and grounds, and whether there were as many flow- ers there now as there used to be in the days when she and Helen went to say their lessons at Linwood, as they had done before Morris sailed for Europe. "I think it right mean in him not to be here to see me," she said,. poutingly, "and I am: going over as; quick as I eat my dinner." But against this all exclaimed at once. She was too tired, the moth- er said, she must lie down and rest, while Helen suggested that she had not told them about her trip, and Uncle Ephraim remarked that she would not find Morris at home, as he was going that afternoon to Spencer. "Are you glad to have me home again, Uncle Eph?" she asked when once sho caught him regarding her with a peculiar look. "Yes, Katy -did, very glad," he an- swered; "I've missed you every day, though you do nothing much but bother me." "Why did. you 16ok so funny at me just now?" Kate continued, and the deacon replied:"I was thinl.ing how hard it would be for such a highty- tighty thing as you to meet the crosses and disappointments which lie all along the road which you must travel. I should hate to see your young life crushed out of you, as young lives sometimes arc?" "Oh, never fear 'for me. I ani go- ing to be happy all my life long. Wilford Cameron said I ought to be." "I don't know who Wilford Camer- on is, but there's no ought about it," the deacon rejoined. "God marks out the path for us to walk in, and when he says it's best, we know it is, though some are straight and pleasant and others crooked and hard." "I'll choose the straight and pleas- ant then—why shouldn't I?" Katy asked. "Can't tell what path you'll take," the deacon answered. "God knows whether you'll easy through the world, or whets...• he'll send you suf- fering to purify and snake you -bet- ter." "Purified' by suffering," Baty said aloud, while a shadow involuntarily crept for an instant over her gay spirits. It was supper time ere long, and after that was over Kate announced her intention of going to Linwood whether Morris was there or not. "I can see the housekeeper and the birds and flowers," she said, as she swung her straw hat by the string and started from the door. "Ain't Helen going with you 9" Aunt Iiannah asked, while Helen her- mit looked a little surprised. But Katy would rather go alone. She had a heap to tell Cousin Mor- ris, and Helen could go next time. ".lust as you like," Helen answer- ed good-nattw'edly, and so Katy went alone to call on Morris Grant. CHAPTER II. Morris had returned from Spencer, and in his dressing gown and slip- pers wtts sitting by the window of his library, looking out upon the pur- ple sunshine flooding the western sky, anti thinking of the little girl com- ing so rapidly up the grassy lane in the rear of the house. He was going tvrtoseeher c byand by,h said e and he pictured to himself how she must look by this time, hoping that he phould not find her greatly chang- ed, for Morris Grant's memories were very precious of the play -child who used to tease and worry him so much with her lessons poorly learned, and the never-ending jokes played off up- on her teacher. Ilow then was he amazed when, just as the 801) WAR going down and he was watching its lest rays Itngcring on the brow of the hill suet,s the pond, the library (11)0teas 0Prllyd \vide 521(1 the room Su(1d1-e111y filed with lift and joy, av a graceful figure, ui,11 reddish gold- en hair, bounded across the fluor, and winding its nems around his neck gave him the hearty kiss which Baty had in, her mind when she de- clined Aunt Betsy's favorite vege- tnhie, :Morro~ (:rout WAS not at,rse 111 to ing 1.°s rel, and 3 et the fn• t t het Katy Lennox had issed him in ...ash a wily at,vo!.e a c1111 o1 11i .01,110,1, ;- mem, for it said that to her he "was the te.u•laer still, the elder 1).01L••.", wbont, 0.1 a c!1ild, ehe had 'nailed with caresses. "(lh, ('0114111 Morii.;1" s''e ex e.i, -why ilatn't you route tare. •+r noon, you naughty boy! 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NEW YORK CITY. sit by her side on the sofa, \there she could see him distinctly, the poured forth a volley of talk, telling hien, among other things, how 11111011 afraid of him some of his letters made her—they were so serious and so like a sermon. "You wrote me once that you thought of being a minister," t -he added, "Why 'did you cifnnge your mind? It must be splendid, I think, to be a young clergyman --invited to ,to many tea-drixkings-•and hating all the girls in the parish after you, as they always are after umnarricd ministers." "I did not decide rashly," he said, "butt after weeks of anxious thought end prayer for guidance I cam! to the conclusion that in the practi'w of medicine, I could find perhaps n broad a field for good as la the church, and so I decided to 'go on with my profession—to be a Phys-- clan of the poor and differing, speak- ing to them of Him who came to save, and in this way T shall no: labor in vain. Many would seek an- other place than Silvertou and 11 s vicinity, but something told me that my work was here, and so I ant con- tent to stay, feeling thankful that my means admit of my waiting for patients, if need be, and at the same time ministering to the wants of those who are needy." Gradually, as he talked, there came into his face a light, born on- ly from the peace which passot.h un- derstanding and the awe-struck Katy crept closer to his side and ;rasping his hand in hers, said soft- ..•: 'Dear cousin, what a good man you are, and how silly I must seems to you, thinking you cared for tea- rh•iekings, or even girls, when, of course, you do not." "Perhaps I do," the doctor re- plied, o-plied, slightly pressing the warm, fart hand holding his so fast. "A minister's or a doctor's life would be very dreary indeed if there was no one to share it, and I have had my dreams of the girls, or girl, who was some day to brighten my home." tie looked fully at Katy now, but site was thinking of something else, and her anberxutp remark was to aslt him rather "Twenty-six It how old he was?" "'i'wenty-six last May," he ans- wered, while Katy continued: "You are not old enough to be married yet. Wilford Cameron is thirty." "Where did you meet Wilford Cam- eron?" Morris asked, in some sur- prise, and then the story which Katy had not told, even to her sise ter, came out in full, and Norris tried to listen patiently while Katy explained how, on the very first day of the examination, Mrs. Woodhull had come in, and with her the grandest, proudest looking man, who the girls said was Mr, Wilford am• eron, from New York, a fastidious bachelor, whose family were noted for, their wealth arid exclusiveness, keeping six servants and living in the 1lnest style; that Mrs. Woodhull, who all through the year had been very kind to Katy, came to her after school and invited her home to tea; that she had gone and Met Mr. Cameron; that she was very much afraid of him at first, and was not sure that she was quite over it now, although he was so polite to her all through the journey, taking so much pains to have her see the finest sights and laughing at her enthusiasm, "Wilford Cameron with you in your trip?" Morris asked, a nest idea dawning on his mind. "Yes, let me tell you," and Katy spoke rapidly. "I sate him that night, and then -- well, I redo *lone With him once down by the lake, end he talked to me just as it he was not a grand man and I a school -girl. And when the tern% closed, S Staid at Mrs. WoodhulNd and he Was there. Ile liked My playing and liked my singing, ard3 guess he liked me—that is, you know —yes. he liked me some," and Katy twisted t1se, fringe of her shawl, while (To he (!bftifn0d,; .1 Suffered With ALame Back` COULD MOT STEMGHTEN UP. I Many people fail to understand the significance of alame, weak, sore or aching back. When the back aches or becomes weak it is a warning that the kidneys are affected in some way. Heed the warning, cure the back and dispose of any chances of serious kidney trouble following. Mr. C. Grace, Hamilton, Ont., writes: —"I was suffering with a lame back, and for two weeks was not able to straighten up to walk, and hardly able to sit down for the pains in my back, hips, and legs.' I had used different kinds of pills, plas- ters, liniments and medicines, without any relief. One day I read about Doan's Kidney Pills and decided to try them. , Before I had half a box used I felt a great deal better, and by the time I had used ! two boxes, I was cured. I have no hesita-' tion in recommending Doan's Kidney Pills." Price, 50 cents per box or 3 boxes for , 81.25, at all dealers, or mailed direct or. receipt of price by The 'I'. Milburn Co,, i Limited, Toronto, Ont. When ordering specify "Doan's" Canada's Frig Mistake. V_ " (Guelph Mercury.) A grocery traveller presented from among his samples to a Guelph mer- chant a pound tin of fancy red sock -eye salmon, put up in the United States. This, he said, was to him a proof in. concrete form of the advantage which Canada would have derived from the adoption of the reciprocity agreement. After paying a duty of 50c. per dozen, too, the Guelph merchant was able to buy these United States goods for 15 cents per dozen less than he can buy Canadian products, which, he says, are no better, and perhaps not quite so good: in fact, he prefers the imported d good:\. The Cancadi:an salmon wholesales . at $2.65 per doyen; the American at $2.51, including the duty of 50c. If the duty were removed, as it would have been by the trade ngreement, thewhole• sale price to-dey would have been $2, and the c•'unumer could have bought his goads just that much cheaper. "I have teen a lifelong Tory," said the traveller, "but I want to make a con- fession: The people of Canada made the mistake of their lives when they turned down the reciprocity agree- ment," HIS BLADDER WAS TERRY INFLAMED 0 BIN PILLS Brought Mid Larder bake, Ont., March Stith, "I had been suffering for some time With my Kidneys and Urine. I was constantly passing water, whieh was very scanty, sometimes as many as tit ;sty tincts a day. Each tine tate pain \\•:9 s0me1:aiaug awful, and no rest at m ght. I heard of your GIN 1'II,T,S and decided to giro them a triol at once. I sent my clew •t t1_+ miles to get thein acid I ant J!'c.t••c4 to inform you that in less than s: e hour., I f( It relief. Itt two c:c: the pain !tad left inc entirely. 11•.,c.k abntat half a box and today I fool rr \'call as ever and my khineys aro actin,: quite natural again." SID CASTI,I:MAN. GIN PIT,I,,, sy.the the irritated rttadder—heal the sick, weak, painful k (Misys—n1..t,tr'r.;;ilte:i both these vital h•,M' may back if they fail. a. b•.. 6 for $'.so. Sair,ple free if run write ` ational Drug and Chemical :v., of Canada, Limited, Toronto. 139