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But the Reverend Sandy's atten-
tions were only piss-m.10ka of annoy-
ance in Pen's life. She was o'rowing
to think that the baelonaa and ev-
erything belonging to it were per-
fect. She took the greatest interest
in the crops, and even began to talk
about the points of horses. She saw
that Mr. Ferguson's hat and whip
were always ready to his hand, and
that his gloves were in the proper
place. Jose got a scolding 1f the
mater's boots haul not the right a-
mount of polish; and once Miss Fer-
guson carte upon Pen brushing the
mud from a pair of gaiters 211r. Fer-
guson had worn the previous day.
"These servants are so lazy!" she
said, blushing she knew not why.
Miss Ferguson passed on without
answering.
Pen did not feel even a quickened
beating of the heart when she saw
Arthur's hand -writing upon an en-
velope addressed to 11'13•. Ferguson.
Arthur :had completely passed out of
her life. She owned to herself that
she must he a very changeable per-
son, Here there 'ver(' but three mon-
ths pawed. and he eared little more
for hint than if he had never exis-
ted.
"Your cou'.,in has written to me on
business 1i," llr. Ferguson to her.
"He ch.sires to be remembered to
you, and wishes to know whether
you think of r,'t:urning to England."
";Not unless you are tired of ate,"
said Pen smiling.
"We will bundle you off when
that happen:," said Miss Ferguson,
patting her 'hand; but we do not
meat to let you go,"
She gave li i' brother a kno wi"g
look, but he would not see R. Miss
Ferguson 811111,'(1,
"I think you ought to marry,"
she said to him a week later.
"I! Sarah!'
"Why not you 111 well as any other
man?"
\Ir. Fcrgu> of shrugged his shoul-
ders.
"We shall he very dull when Pen
is g0115."
"Gone! Where ki she going??"
"When she is (tarried, T me011. (11,
coulee sho will be closet to us, but it
will be clifJ'erent, We shall miss a
young lady about the: place. You are
nearly forty, Patrick, It is quite
time you married, Go to ltinglanel
and find to nice girl, a young thing i
like Pen, and lot us have some one
youthful about the place."
"Has she accepted il'Iacphersot?"
"Not yet; but he means to ask
her, and 1 think she will accept. Ev-
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cry woman should marry and hava at
home and ch!•Idren. But it will be
dull for us. Patrick." •
"You have done your best to make
the match, and now you grumble,"
said her brother. "You women are
•beyond understanding!"
A few clay's later his sister attack-
ed him again.
"Why should you not marry Pen
yourself?"
"Are you going daft, Sarah,"
"I have been thinking that you and
she are just suited to one another.
You ought to have a wife and child-
ren, Patrick. Old bachelors are not
enviable beings. Pen would mince
you a sweet little wife, and
she is content with the life here. You
have always said that you would nev-
er return to Europe, and I do not
want you to marry a Spaniard from
Lima with mixed blood in her veins.
Now, here is a wile to your hand,"
"You may put such ideas out of
your head."
"Then it will have to be Mr. Mac-
pherson," said Miss Ferguson, sigh-
ing. "Pen ought to have a better -
looking husband. Still, he is a gond
Haut," she added briskly.
Pen was in blissful ignorance of
Miss Ferguson's efforts to find her
a husband, She wished that 21'Iv
Macpherson would not talk to her
or stare at .her so much. She triol
to escape from !tint when he cants
by resolutely talking to Mr. Fergus-
on or takien. refuge a her root(,
But from theta- hiss P[,t_t sen would
call her to cone `8 see e the Reverend
Sandy when he paid bis frequent
v;sits.
Mr. Ferguson had Itever chilled
Pen by his silence. She could always
chatter to him, and her voice would
run on like the twitter of a bird, IIe
seldom answered her. It seemed to
her that somehow the answer 11(1141
from his 4:;1,11(',. He would gran,»
at her sometimes, and she would re-
ply as though lie had asked a gues-
.tionwith his lips. It was to hint that
that she went, leaving Mr. Macpher-
son and Misi Ferguson to follow,
It was in the ev:ming that 211r.
Macpherson Usually paid his visits,
when I'etrirk Ferguson had gone to
his study; hut latterly he haat
started his. evening strolls
up and down in front of the house
befoe hie customary !tour, Ha
would give a nod to Mr. Macpherson
ass he passed--Chere was nothing in
common between the two men -and
would walk up and clown with head
bowed and hands clasped behind his
back.
"Let us walk too," Miss Ferguson
would say, "2 must keep down 111y
stoutness."
Patrick Ferguson would step and
speak to then', and Pen would boldly
go to his side.
"You do not miner?" she said one
dlay. "I walk with you because Ml'.
Macpherson
"A bore?" said Mr. Ferguson.
"Yes, I am afraid that I find him
that," said Pen guiltily,
A 8n1118 twisted the corners of
P8111814 Ferguson's mouth, and he
'gave her a curious glance:
"He is a good man," he said,
"Perhaps -I mean I am sure that
he is."
Pen was not interested in the Rev-
erend (Sandy..She began to talk of
something else,
"Mr. Macpherson has spoken to nlc
about the child!" said Miss Ferguson
triumphantly, bursting into her bro-
ther's •8811 a week later. "He has
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11 11.•11 my eons,'l1t." l watchilw: 11,•r nibbleand1•raelt
"31. would be more to 111,• point if
he asked t, t:-.''
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that it is to her 11(1801,1',''' 1•,
041118 11;111. Site is a girl. sea is
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to -1 ,• 'that fse,'
1;•11 , .:1111 lluepli••r,1,1, unless p'0'
;lank do„' or Pedro-...._
"Toe my word Seenh, you women
11, send belief! Why do you
4•.•:•111, )1 ;trra'i,"• du, ,411111' chile!?"
.,.1, rill r! 7'11 fi„d h• r a 11'410,1
411:,11111(3! Patrick, •he ,4;101.1 five will
be ;f 1 kern her with mei 111111 I die,
031,1 she has to t[('1( 1,141 nn the world
/1140/11 old." - Mios ,sent 40(4 1•111)),'
to her broihcr ami put her !WW1 03'-
!J-; .';1•-•11.(1..r. Patrick, why do you
not starry:' Here is wife to sent`
1114111- a good girl, a Icharmin,•11!21,
a 1)1•11ut;ful girl. 1 know that you
h'ik tlp[l you ought not to 1(111 a
1811,411 to take your name, :41y clean'
brother, that is all non:sense'. Y1(,;
need mean. dig up that old stars-. It
is all past and clone with, whatever
it may be. You never told me what
it Was."
"I could not," he muttered.
"You have said that you tt•nul(1
would never live in Europe, that you
hoped never to see old friends and
old associations again. Let it be so;
but make a new home here, and mike
a wife who will be content to remain
herr always. Pen ;s dearer to lir;
than a sister could have been. You
owe something to me, Patrick, for
leaving the old home and followims
you to this end of the world,"
"I know that."
"I want to see you with wife and
1111i1rdcn before I die."
"You are not ill, Sarah?"
"I run quite well, but T ami twenty
years older than you, and , in the
nature of things, I shall die first. I
do not want to. leave you alone to
grow more silent and morbid as the
years pass, until you are an old man
with only these servants to tend you
and nurse. y00."
"A lively picture!"
"At least you might ask Pen to
marry you. T dare say she would re -
[use you, but you might ask, It
wolud make me very happy, Patrick."
"You think that I a111 better than
Maceherson?"
Miss Sarah laughed.
"You litink me a1 match -malting
old 1,vonen,'• she said; "but 1t is all
1'01' your happiness, Patrick!"
I think that I ant a fool!" said
1111 brother bitterly.
"No: more than other sten,"
said 'Mss Ferguson, with a chuckle.
1411wrote a long letter to M1.
Macpherson, tvhilch cast the hopes 0f
that gooci man to the ground.
"As though that poor Sandy should
u said
little like P< n s(
_have a Itt e„ gem t t
ss elm sealed it, "She shall have
Patrick, and when a sister says that
her brniher is worth the hest of wives
he must be good indeed," Miss Sar-
ah chuckled and laughed until ,h0
coughed. "You are going to be hap-
py in spite of yourself, my good
Patrick!"
She went to Pen's room and chose
the pr,ttliest frock for her to weal'
at Blamer.
Chapter XVIII.
Pon observed nothing strange at
dinner. She was anxiously concern-
ed in the cooking of the mead, which
had been clone by Carita, the lazy
nigger of Carola's having tui'ned et
length and reduced Carola to tears
old launentetioI e which prevented
her from doing any work. But the
(linnet. was all right, and Pen sighted
in relief when the desert was brought
on, and :prepared to enjoy herself.
She told the tale of Carola's husband
and how he had been so :frightened
at what he had clone that he had :fled
:from' the scene, !tow the children had
howled, and !tow the other servants
had laughed.
She was peeling a banana as she
spoke, and did not look up until sit-
once instead of laughter greeted her
little story. It was then that she
observed that 14Ir. Ferguson and his
sister were abstrasted. They had
not listened. Mr. Ferguson was
staring at the tablecloth and tapping
one finger against the glass; his sis-
ter was looking at him.
.Have you finished, child?" she
asked. Pen hurriedly dipped her
fingers in water and dried them.
Site liked to loiter over her dessert,
and Miss Ferguson and her brother
would look on and tempt her with
the finest fruit and sweetest nuts,
1 ut 1.0.1,1ehlfol -our,• reassui 411•'
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t'aet.. :old what 141%lleol•','
they hail 3>,•,,, doing,
"1 hope nor purr I'.,!r'11 ae:'c;a,
Ate .aid to 11.'4., 'lt, for 1 "i ,'o 11:, 1 , f-
ly 1(11:13 b:vrh in tro.0.1...
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811 ih'• p8(1111ke s1eel ell ut'
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'l'h(•re 181,0 so 1111,11, but tilt' (•1 (r
ia111t1„r1( (138113 made the tr"'43 arid
11.,tnllt hills plain. '1'11, terrier was
Licking a paw alt his ittastees feet,
".
111 Ferguson uou 181(3 nu' that you
wanted 1(t" -surd Pen.
"Did she? Ah, yes, I hav;• :1
(me: bion to ash( you:"
"1' it poor Peep,""
"•Pedro? No. Witat made you
think of Pedro? Shall we, wall: up
and down? The grass is dry enough
even for white shoes."
"1Tiss Ferguson said that l must
wean' them."
"Come, then, if you are not a-
fraid!"
-
fraid!"
They walked up and down in sil-
ence, Pon hall become conscious that
there was some unusual constraint in
the air; there was to be something
important said or done. 'Was it that
they had determined to send her
away? Her heart sank. She must
hear the worst -she could not wait,
"What is it?" she asked in a nus -
Icy voice.
He disci not answer.
"What is it, please?"
"T an going to astonish you. Pen,.
child, will you marry me?"
He had turned and taken her
hands. She .tared at him, her lips
apart with astonishment, such hon-
est wonder and amazement in her
eyes and face that he gave a sorry
laugh.
"You must not feel forced to ac-
cept me. We will go on exactly the
same way if you refuse me. It will
not make the faintest difference.
But -but, if you could take me and
stay here as the mistress, I shall be
happy -if .you could be happy too,
child?"
"I think T could bo happy," said
Pon.
She was looking up into his face
with grave dark eyes. ,. S1te remr'nh'-
Mired him taking iter into the dining -
room at the Tendon hotel, when she
had felt lonely and ill at 'ease; she
remembered his 48111111 to her
res-
cue ie snail (tatters a 311005tuul Limo:
AO remembered !tint during the time
of the shipwreck, the help and com-
fort of all; site remembered how
much at !tome she felt with hint, !tow
•.1(d he s:dent as
she could chatter d
she would have clone to her fate..,',':
she remembered him doing a thous-
and kindnesses, and never one un-
kind action. Yes, she could be hap-.
py with this man. She felt nal', with
him. He would care for her and
protect her, and she would have a
niche of her own i11 the world.
These thoughts passed like lightning
through her brain as she stood and
looker} into his :face with her hands
between his.
"I am sure that I should be hap-
py," said Pon softly.
He bowed itis head and kissed her
hand., letting tllent go,
"I shall do my best to (take you a
good .husband; .1 w;11 try to slake up
for the things ,you will lose in (tarry-
ing 1(0."
"What shall T lose?" asked Pen.
"Have you not understood? This
is my home, T shall 111.118• go back
to Europe agate. If you harry me
you will spend the root of your life
here at Cuticles with occasional trips
to Lima," He laughed. 1813 is not
a cheerful prospect for a girl."
"But this is lovely! 1: do not want
to go to England; there is no one
there who wants- me. I am Happy
here."
"If you are sure that ,you eau be
happy with me---" he said slowly
"But ,you shall have plenty of time.
We will not hurry. You need not
answer me to -night,
"I know that I should be happy -
quite happy!" said Pen, with the dir-
ectness of a child. She met his vase.
Her head suddenly drooped. "We
will wait," she muttered confusedly;
"I was not thinking."
"We will not wait if you aro sure,
that you will be happy with me.
Come, we will go 'to Sarah and tell
heti"
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child?"
"Mee:1 too v,.1!:" said Pen with 11
smile.
H., heft then, together. Mfrs. F„r-
gn,On ,11111'x(',11 Pen for the first
time. She did not approve of kis-
sing, but tonight was an exception
she said. -
Patrick Ferguson did not appear
again, Pen, peeping from her window
saw hint walking upend down, rind
site smiled happily. That step, tms-
sing and repassing like a sentry's
made her feel safe.
For the f!•rst tint: that night she
remembered Arthur. It was strange,
She had forgotten that Arthur m-
ooted, She was ashantea nut it WV.
true. And only four months ae'a
she had been engaged to him and
adored him, and not a moment pas •
-
sed but he was in her thoughts. To- '
night she bad become engaged -was
she engaged? -to another, and the
memory of Arthur had not crossed
her mind. But it was all so different
she whispered smiling happily. With
Arthur it had been feverish excite-
n1Ont and pleasure that was almost 1
palm With Arthur site had nevelt
felt safe and at rest as she did with
this man. She tried to find wh(r,•'
the difference lay, but her thoughts
wouuld not stay with Arthur, She
came bac}(' to the present and the
man walking up and down out,ide.
Sarah Ferguson, in her room, was
saying triumphantly to herself-
" Knew you loved hum, my little
Pen!"
T,!•fe at the hacienda went on as
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,lie. t,i. -.1(0,',•, ,111[3 t !cry
:'.•ad .Lend 1(t til, ,ie",• netil ll
ou of ::icl'rt. Soul+•ti.+., h,' Urn,.!
1,'1 1183:;,• hi.; 11111. at 111� 111-1 hru•l:
U14(' 1111....., he lweuld not. I'a'n x1118(3•
her 11(11,1. She wools! turn
!'roll n": door :mil go to h!= room and
examine the rows of boots on tales'
Os es le .see whether they were pro-
perly pouislr d. She rubbed up his
u c Iice until be could see 1)11 face
in it, and made Carols- cook such ,rl-
abora'e meals that Miss Ferguson
said that her wages should be raised.
Pen is spoiling yeti," she said .at
dinner to her brother;
He looked up with a smile.
"Pen ls spoiling us both.
"No it is all you; I ant nobody!
Do you know what I found her doing
No. No 1" said Pen hurriedly, and
her face became crimson. "No, no,
1,11.13,, Sarah:"
3Iiss Ferguson had insisted that
She was to call her "Sarah."
"She was polishing your spurs,"
"Have you finished, child?" she
said Miss Ferguson ruthlessly. "She
said that Jose did not keep them
bright enough. I told her she was
spoiling her hands, but she would not
stop."
Patrick Ferguson laughed with
his sister, but he looked away from
Pen's scarlet face.
She often walked with him after
dinner, talking to him of the day's
doings with the open manner of a •
child. To-n!'sht he had to call her
before she Came.
"I have written to your cousin,"
he said when she was walkiak in .sil-
ence beside him. I thought that he
ought to know we were engaged. Is
"No one. I have written to Mies
Jones and some of my other friend
at hone; but there is no one else. I
have only one other near relative and
I quarreled with her.-"
(Continued Next Week.)
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For Brussels and vicinity Phone 6;
JAMES M' FADZEAN
Agent Newick Mutual Fire Insurance Campann
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Hartford Windstorm and Tornado Insurance
Phone 42 Box 1 Tarnberrr Street Brussel
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T. T. M' RAE
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M. O. H., Village of Brussels.
Physiolan, Surgeon, Acoonohe0i•
Officeat residence, opposite Dinh the Chnrot,.
William street.
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BARRISTER, SOLICITOR,
CONVEYANCER, NOTARY PUBLIC
LECKIE BLOCK - BRUSSELS
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Just one of the trews items which are appearing in papers
quite too often these days throughout the Dominion. And
what is the reason? Thor, is only one, and that is lack of
loyalty to hone institutions and the' lure of the flashing
Publicity of the large city establishments. Many citizens,
while earning their wages and salaries in one place, never-
theless send a large proportion of this money out of the
eonununity for questionable bargains, thus depriving such
community of that much necessary working capital.
Business filen
o the Same
They have local firms who are able and ready to supply
them with all their requirements, yet for the most trivial
reason or excuse they will consent to extend this patronage
to outside firms, thus helping to build up distaet cities at
the expense of their home town. They 20801 to forget that
this money so sent out might otherwise have boon largely
returned to them by those with whom they should have left
this business. Therefore, when in need of printed matter of
any kind, whether farmer, business man or professional man,
always extend first consideration to
The Post
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