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t overlooked the beautiful garden where oyes—sermons—but awfully dr , you
[SWORN TO SILENCE } the " tacit th grave.browed master know," she returned, apologetically;
strolled et yTi{}, and =eked iiia 0110109 "blit, after all, you know, I oughtn't to
ens. avanas a}yd switched Of the heads of have thrown them away ; mamma
AIDE IRODNEY'S SECRET. his splendid roses and lilies with his wouldn't like it, Will you please throw
slender ebony cane as if hafting all' the book back to me, Mr. Delaney?"
things beautiful and sweet. He made several attempts to do so,
1st' pYFeti, ALEX. lviovEII4ris nrnrLa �>1r, Many a time and oft Aline had but Aline was not clover at catching. It
nmraon os watched this strange, mysterious un- eluded the white, outstretched hands
known neighbour through a crevice in every time, and fell back into her
.s Latino Vane," "Lady Ones Bride," the white curtain, and speculated curl- neighbor's garden. They both laughed.
eu eq...... ,. va A1me•e Mae room at him
•
etc., ata ouslyp over his history, while, she in- Aline began to think that her neig bor
,vardlyy deprecated the fact that those might not be such an ogre, after all..
splendid Amore belonged to such a "Twice you have let it fall back upon
monster._my bead," ho said, "You are too clumsy
•'1be'oraei wretch 1 To snap oftheir to catch it at all. Come down to the
heads with his ugly stink I I should window in the first story, and I will
like to knock hie bead off l" Aline often hand it up to you."
muttered indignantly to herself, and lc 1 "I.—can't," replied Aline,fiushingvory
now in her eagerness to place the red indeed.
obnoxious book forever beyond her "why not 2" wonderingly.
mother's reach, she had almost nom. "I'm locked into my room," flushing
CHAPTER I. •
"Fair rosea from far countries
Around my portals twine; '
Bright op their radiant faces
Caressing sunbeams shine,
But my neighbor over yonder
Has a fuiror rose than mins.
"I sec her dainty cottage
Beyond my garden horrors,
High o'er it, tall and stately,
My shadowing mansion town eased her wish. She saw the tall,
But my neighbor's Bose of roar pdeeper with shame,
Is sweeter than my Hewers." straight figure real a moment under the "Impossible I Who is your jailer ?"
The family carriage of the Rodneys suddenness of the blow, saw him put inquired the gentleman.
stood before the gate, and Mouse and his white band quicklyto his head,.Mamma• she has looked the door
Kitty, the two sleek gray ponies, where a sharp corner of the book had and gone off, leaving me here to read
champed their bits impatiently, while inadvertently struck it, In her terror those dreary sermons that I threw
theRodneys, t d ll issued and dismay she uttered a little cry of away,.
in la attire.
Max 7, 188fl.
ANI) ISRUOI!i
Loan & Investment Co.
This Company is Loaning Money
on Farm Security at LOWEST RATES
of Interest.
MORTGA(`AS PUBOIJASBD.
SAYINGS RANI{ MUNCH.. t
8', 4 and l per cent. Interest Al-
lowed 00
Deposits, according to
amount and time left.
OFk'ioB.--On corner of Market
Square and North street,Godeieh.
Horace Horton,
o net's, gree an small, alarm and regret. He looked u Dlnxaaitn;
forth ga P quickly T ere is a moment's alienee Aline
They were going to the picnic fn at the sound—so quickly that she could reads palpable surprise on her neigh- iioderish,Ang.Gth,t88fi
Walnut Grove—mamma, papa, Effie, not retreat. P p p g '
and little Max—all but Aline, and she As he looked np be saw the sweetest bor's face. The shame -flush deepens on,
was in disgrace and forbidden to go. girl -face he had ever beheld in 'his life her own. la, Af-ON L+'Y TO LpAN.
en through its frightened Presently, with a laugh, he said : ii
(Nottha sufficient
mdetain her,
bu she-57ye --beautiful
pv g „
been sufloient to detain her, but was pallor—with startled, wide-open blue You most have been a very naughty
locked Into her room,'oin durance vile," eyes, the long black lashes curled up- girl, weren't you ?"
„ didn't moan to
ward, giving them an reesion of I be, but mamma and
keeping.)
left in charge of the cook for safe- g ex p Effie said I was..So the went off to the
p almost mfantine fnuocenoe and purity. y
eAline was usually in disgrace with the The delicate oval of the lovely face was picnic, and locked mein here to punish
family. She had the sweetest face and daintily broken by a deep dimple lathe me," Aline said, growing confidential as
the warmest heart in the world, bat rounded chin, the parted red lips dis. her dread of Mr. Delaney grew less.
with her high spirits and wilful ways closed teeth like pearls, and the dark, "And oh, if they ever find out that I
she had a most lamentable faculty for silken hair, worn in short, babyish rings threw a book and knocked your hat off,
getting into mischief of some sort daily, on the round, white forehead, fell over I shall never bear the last of it. You
1 h ld• ion loose natural won't tell—will you 2" pleadingly.
and it was for some more flagrant of-
fense than usual that mamma had ringlets to the slender, rounded waist.
vetoed the picnic today and locked her
Framed sed fu the small, white -draped win -
vetoed
into her room to meditate t h dew, with a vino of his own rare
"What would they do to you?—lot'
you into yens room again ?"
to a on her
many "Worse than that, perhaps. I dare
and grievous faults. ole naris clamberfug up from his garden say they would devise some new punish.
The culprit, from her upper window, and twining luxuriantly about the case- menu worse that any I have suffered
flattened bar pretty piquant little nose menu, she looked like some beautiful yob," sighing.
the gcruel to you ?"
against the window -pans and gazed picture—a picture that Oran Delaney y
after the departing quartet with great carried in his heart to his dying day, Oh, no, only when I got into scrapes,
: unforgotten in every charm." as they say I am always doing. I am
sparkling tears in the lovely eyes whose
rare and peculiar shade of deep purple- For her, she looked down into the mischievous, they say, but I never mean
blue had been caught from the far-off dark, wondering eyes of her mysterious to be. Tho way I get into trouble is
strain of Trish blood that flowed in her j neighbor, and sat her little teeth and like I did just now, you see, without
veins. ' They were "sweetest eyes were hold her ground bravely, determined not knowing it, she explains, plaintively.
ever seen," at once arch and tender to fly from his wrath. Some confused, "A spoiled, willful child," Oran De-
remorsefuldroad of mamma's and Effie's Laney says to himself, smiling; then,
aloud : "Well, about this book, --bow am
I to return it to yon ?"
"I don't know—and mamma will be
so vexedwitb me," plaintively. "Cannot
you think of a plan ?"
The sweet entreaty in the blue eyes
moved him strangely. He looks around.
"Let me see. There is a step -ladder
hereabouts used by the gardener in
training vines against the wall. I might
climb that."
"Oh, pray do," she clasps her hands
entreatingly, and lie goes away in search
'of the article..
Returning with a light, convenient
step -ladder, he places it against the side
of the house beneath thewindow. Her
voice arrests him as he as abort to
ascend it.
Ah, if you please, Mr. Delaney, I
should like a bunch of your nice roses,"
this rather timidly.
"Should you ?" be says, surprised ;
then he looks around him at his beauti-
ful garden glowing with all the lavish
wealth of July—roses and lilies, and all
the sweet sisterhood of flowers. From
the green bowers and blooming beds of
the garden, he lifts a keen glance to the
upper windows of his stately honed.
The blinds aro tightly closed at every
window, and au air of gloom and de-
sertion pervades the scene. His glance
goes back to that girlish face that is
sweeter than all his flowers.
"You love flowers 2" he says.
"Oh, so much 1" she breathes, clasp-
ing her bands in pretty unconscious
earnestness. "I wish that your garden
were mine I"
"Aro you,e,war0 that you are trans-
gressing tho tenth commandment 2" he
inquires, dryly.
"Am I? I don't care l I can't help
envying you that splendid garden. You
may have your house, and its ghosts,
and welcome, but I do want your
flowers."
"Ghosts," he says, and a slight frown
darkens on his brow.
"Yes, there aro ghosts in that big,
gloomy house, aren't there ? People say
so at least," she answers.
He makes no answer. The half smile
he has worn until now fades from his
fade. He remains lost stn thought a
moment, then abruptly turns the subject.
"Since you. like flowers so well, you
may come down and take all you want."
"How?" she asks, bewildered.
"Down the ladder," he replies, care-
lessly, and Aline catches her breath.
To be permitted to set foot in that
lovely spot, than which it seemed to her .
the garden of Eden had not been lovelier ,
—to fill her bands with 'those exquisite
flowers, and her heart and soul with
their fragrance. It seems too good to
be true. But, down the ladder? Would
that be right? Apremonitory' vision of
mamma's horror darted into hor mind;
She Bet the temptation side byoside with
the scolding and tlw punishment, and
weighed :them, 'and, a trite daughter of
Mother Eve, she let her own willful de.'
sires triumph.
It was so pleasant to think of escaping
from'bhat stifling chamber, and reveling
in green grass and 'tender flowers and
springing fountains. She asked herself
if it could be very wrong to escape from
her prison for a very little while ? As
for descending the ladder, she did not
mind that very much. I am ashamed
to state that my heroine had been re.
knowing dame, and ib was no wonder if Sermons, aren't they 2" inquired Orari proaolfully accused of Tom -boyish pro.
by her relations,
some of them returned to earth in spirit Delaney., lightly, as if talkingto a child, penalties
to bewail the deeds done in the flsth. which, 1n fact, she appears to be, as She looked do n a little wistfully into
The humbler home of the Rodneys, a 8000 at the window. He could not Oran Delaney's dark, proud face,
simple two -storied cottage, stood next judge of the tall, sounded figure as she "Do� eu think it would be ver wrong
the gloomy ra itotpnsa to mansion, and the ( rested en her elbows, and looked down it T oalhe down?" she said.taiy .
and shaded by long, black -fringed lashes
overarched by—
"Slender brows of shining jet.
Limned against the forehead's snow,
Like triumphal arches set,
O'or the conquering syoe below."
The Rodneys entered the carriage,
and Aline flung them one last, despair.
Mg kiss from the tips of her slim white
anger at this new scrape flashed into
her mind momentarily; poor mamma,
who thought that for this one day, at
least, she bad secured her wilful,
thoughtless darling from the oommis-
siou of the smallest bit of mischief—
at}d she determined to make a treaty of
peace with this bete noir of hers, in
fin ars, but no one saw, except, perhaps, 1 order to secure his silence, little dream-
hei little brother, who'looked up re. I ing that with this culminating act of
gretfully and saw the lovely, girlish folly the story of her life would begin.
face smiling at himthrough its sparkling Aline was ordinarily a brave girl, but
tears. Then the carriage door was I she was honestly frightened now,at
closed, Mouse and Kitty broke into j what she had done. bran Delaney was
a sedate trot, and the sweet face retired an ogre in her eyes, and her youthful
from the window and bid itself in a
small square of snowy linen. Aline's
heart was for the moment completely
broken. '
It was 110 small trial to be shut up in
that hot, stiffing little chamber all that
lovely, sunny July day. She thought of
;the beautiful green grove close by.the
shining river, with the light winds
ruffling its cool breast, of the happy
gathering of young people, of the games,
the dancing, the hamper baskets of cold
chicken and sweetmeats, indigestible
pickles and pies and cakes, prepared for
the gay, unceremonious dinner, and hor
heart sunk heavily. She would not
willingly have foregone the delights of
that day for anything she possessed.
Any other punishment she could have
borne with equanimity, but it did seem
as if mamma had been actuated by
malice prepense in fokbidding the pionio
t8 which Aline had looked forward
eagerly for two long weeks.
She wept some bitter tears, distinctly
tinctured with anger, into her snowy
imagination, fire by the descriptions
she had heard of him, recoiled in dis-
may at the ,thought of his wrath. Of
course he would suppose that she had
hurled the book at his head on purpose.
His anger would be something fearful,
she did not doubt. Would be report
her conduct . to her parents ? She re-
solved frantically that, at all odds, he
• should not do that. Sho would nob
endure it.
CHAPTER II.
She tried to summon a smile to her
lips, but they only quivered instead.
Spite of her innocent propensity for
getting into trouble, Aline was very
sensitive. She summoned all her forti-
tude to her aid, and looked down into
the dark, handsome face, waiting to
hear him speak.
But he did not do so. His upraised
oyes stared straight into her own with
a gaze full of wonder and perplexity ;
his dark -mustached lips even smiled
handkerchief, than she wiped her eyes slightly. Be would not speak. He was
and looked about her for some means of evidently waiting for her to take the
initiative.
Seeing this, Aline made a great effort.
She leaned out of the window, and
gasped, rather indistinctly:
"I—I beg ,your pardon, Mr. Delaney.
I didn't mean to thrown the book ont—
that is, I meant to throw it out, but I
didn't mean to hit you l , I didn't know
you were there I"
Having mumbled out this compre-
hensive apology, Aline waited anxiously
for his answer..
She saw a smile creeping around his
lips, as the ludicrous state of the case
dawned on him. The face that looked
so cold and stern, as she watched it
daily under the shadow of his broad -
leafed 'fiat, did not appear so terrible
now, as he stood with uncovered head
gazing up at her. It even had a beauty
of its own, if one. fancied straight, even
features, an olive skin, dark, magnetio
eyes, dark, clustering looks, tossed care.
lesely back from a broad, intellectual
brow, and a smile that, when it curved
the mustached lips, lent the charm of
fascination to his whole face. That
smile, as it' shone on Aline now, inspired
her with unconscious courage. She oon
tinned.pleadingly:
111 Nope you will excuse me, sir, and
—and—if you please, I hope you will
not tell mamma."
He picked up the book, and, turning
the leases, asked, in a deep, musical,
slightly amused voice
"If you did not intend Ilio, missile for
ileo, may Rask why yoti threw the toed
out at all?" -t
"I was mad," said Aline, flushing rat
little at the admission,.
"Mad—with such a good book as this/
passing the tedious time away. Her
mother had brought her np a volume of
sermons, by way of profitable reading.
Aline vented her spite and disappoint-
ment most unjustifiably on the 'un -
offending. volume, by tossing it out of
the little end window into her neigh-
bor's garden, and the innocent missile,
in its rapid descent, hit her neighbor
sharply upon the head.
When she saw what she had done, a
little cry of dismay broke from her lips.
The great gray stone mansion standing
in the beautiful garden nest door to
Mr, Rodney's cottage was known
throughout the little village of Chester
as a haunted house ; and its owner, the
dark, moody -looking man who had just
returned from a protracted sojourn
abroad, was generally considered a very
mysterious man. He was immensely
rich, a bachelor, and handsome in a
dark, corsair -like style that the girls of
Chester considered very fascinating
although it was so inaccessible.
• As for the, gentleman himself, he
neither knew nor cared what the good
villagers thought of. him. He was
among them but not of them. He sought
no society and received no gnats. He
dwelt alone and lonely in the grand old
mansion where several generations of
Iris ancestors had lived and died, and
which popular imagination peopled with
ghosts. Indeed, it was positively as-
serted that at the dread midnight hour
shrinks of woe had "been board to issue
from the deserted house, and lights had
been seen flashing from window. to win-
dow as if waved in phantom hands.
The Delanoye had been a hard, proud,
erne]. race so said Mme Rumor, that
IMOnoyto eau
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PRIVATE AND COMPANY FUNDS
W. B..D.consoo,
Solicitor,
Brussels,. Ont.
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to Loan.
PRITi,4T.E FUNDS.
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Pr,eatel'undslravei ustbeen placed in
myhamlet or Investment '
AT 7 PER CENT.
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The undersigned takes pleasure in in
forming the people of Ethel and surround
ing country that lie bas opened a shop
where he is prepared to attend to the re-
pairing of
Watches, Clocks, Jewelry, Etc.,
In a manner that will give the best ofsatie-
faction.
All work guaranteed to be done in a
satiofactoryplannel or no charge
made: A call solicited.
—Shop opposite Robertsons Hoiel,lltheh—
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CUSTOM TAILORING,
The undersigned bogs leave to intimate
to the public that he has opened a tailor
shop in the Garfield. Rouse block, over
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tend to the wants of the poblio in carting,
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88.8m • G. A. BEER.
COMFORTABLE HOUSE FOR
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street. There is one acre of splendid land,,
well fenced, with young orchard, Ikea. There
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