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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1912-01-12, Page 7EV�RE TRIAL; OR, TL -IF MEMORY OFA BQY WITH DARKEYES. • 01.1APTER Y7[r-(Cont' 1) 'If I loved you, T ought to have been lad to share it, ' I' ought- not to have t you alone to battle with poverty and iuptation. That was 'the .oruel, selash istake I mado—that is what makes me lamemyself now a thousand times more than I blame you." He dons ant know how I might have raised, him up—how high above all want I :might have placed him—how little we might have struggled with the world which has treated him eo badly. "And yet, if 'I lovedyou as I ought," he says wistfully, "I ought to be glad .to see you here—happy among all bright and lovely things, I, wonder," lie addsk with a short cold laugh, "that you even oondeecended to speak to a poorshabby out -at -elbows' wretch like me?" Do you wonder?" I answered a little coldly. 'You . seem to have but ,a poor opinion oe me, Mr. Baxter." "I was so sure you had forgotten me. •You had seemed to care for -me so little always—it was I who had cared for you. I said. to •myself, 'She willdespise me- she will not believe in rale any. more.'. And his coffin carried—those of them who were that made me •roekless—I did not care, old: enough to remember—followed, by the what heoame of anq I do not care now," tears and lamentations of a tenantry Birt I caro; :' "Do you? " ,he 'asks a little curiously, looking down into my face. "How often must I tell, you I love yet}, 'Gerard?" • • But you must hate me, Allie, from this day ,forward, "Did you come horse to tell me this?". "I camp stere because I felt that I, must see: you again. Do you know that it 'is nearly three- months since ' 1 saw your face?" now well I know. it! But I only ..ask gravelyand coldly- "How did you And •me -out?" "I .knew you lived 'he're with your Uncle. You told me he was the clergy - mien of this place." "Where are you staying? At Yatten- denFa At the ins there. I came• down to make some sketches in the neighborhood," he adds, smiling—a very faint tired hag- gard smile. "There are some pretty bits about here—at Woodhay—so they toll inc. „But I•suppose I could not venture to carry my paints and; easel in here without the owner's leave?" "1 van get thatfor you -very easily." "I suppose you know the people who "live here?" I know every ono in the neighbor- hood," "The sketches are not of much moment —it was to see you that I came, I had something to tell you—something I must say to you—" "And I," I interrupt, with a happy thrill 'at my heart—"I have something to say tc yot,, Gerard. But I have a fancy for say- ing it to-morrow—you will know .why .ma terward. If you come here to -morrow, 1 will tell you a—secret." "Idy news will keep till to -morrow," he Bays. with the kind of eagerness with' which a drowning man- will catch , at a straw; and it will be. something .to live for, to think that I Shall see you again." 'If you come to woodhay to -morrow, you will see a village fete.", ' I ate inane. trim;Ior "•fetes," • he .an. overs, bitterly, with a Mance at : his threadbare sleeve. "Oh, there will he all kinds of people hero to -morrow!" 'pnele Tod had just ;returned thanks, in my name, for the congratulatoryspeech which Mr. Praut, the. steward, has • deliv- ered, and the welcome and' good Wishes for my future happiness which he has expressed on behalf of himself and of my tenantry, who have emphasized each carefully 'prepared compliment and lab- ored •pleasantry with 'rattier- indiscrim- inating cheers and laughter. But, if ahoy are amused, I am - satisfied, and only anxious to get it all over as quickly as I can, I am standing with Vole Tod on the low balcony or terrace before the hall- dpor, at the top of the wide shallow !fight of stone steps leading down to the drive: A:crowd of well-dressed people stand be- hind us, Olive nearest to me. Aunt Rosa is in the, open drawing -room window with a whole party of elderly ladies; there are faces at every window of the picturesque old red -brick house, But they are no- thing to the sea of 'faces in front of us; the whole village—and not only the vil- lage, lager but tete country-side—seems to have turned out to •wolcom my father's child to the house from which they had seen "Den beggars like me! Is it a school feast, or what?r. "The owner of the place is coming of age. Did you not notice the triumphal arches they aro putting up all along the. road From the village? "Na. I came across the Holds from the Village. My landlord told me there was a right-of-way, even for such tramps as „ "I am sure wino host of the 'Stag's Head did not say anything so uncivil. What should you have done if you had not met me here to -day?" "Loafed about the vicarage till I did meet yon," he answers, with a bloom of -the old boyish fun in his hollow eyes. Itis manner would. have saddened mb If I did not know how he will laugh at has want of faith in inc to -morrow. I must go," I say - at last; thinking how Olive will wonder what has become of me "but you will be sure to come to- - morrow?" I will come," he promises, looking at me with the sad eyes which trouble. mo. "I shall see you to -morrow. Allie, and 'after that—the Deluge." But ,that is not the programme I ar- range for myself, as I run up the path through the vicarage garden, between the cabbages, and rows of currant and goose•• berry bushes. CHAPTER 'v II. which `idolized hint as, I am afraid, they. will never idolize me, I stand quite quietly at Uncle Tod's elbow, looking at the crowd, while the dear old man, bareheaded, his silver locks glistening.. in the June sunshine, says his few pleasant fatherly words to the people, and rooeives a hearty cheer or two, at which he smiles, ' glancing at me.' Then the crowd scatter away to the various amusements prepared for them, which are to occupy the time before the great dinner in .the .marquees on the lawn. "Come and see the children dance!" Olive says; . and she sada' and half a dozen others -Gus Deane and. young Algy Dufferin and Mr. Lockhart among them —make our way to the old croquet -ground where the children rich and poor, are dancing merrily to the music of the vil- lage brass band. 'What are you looking for?" Gus Deane asks. standing • beside ,me. ""Looking for?" "Allie, you have an amazing power of •adaptability," mitow do you meanP", . "Why, to -day you look as if you had ben acting. the Lady Bountiful all your life." Because, a set of old men and women and school children don't make me nerv- ous?" . "Tint when the band struck up and they began to cheer, I declare 1t nearly made Lae cry! And you were as .0001 as a block of Wenham Lake ice --you never even changed color, while I. was trembling like :a leaf. "Every one is not such a goose as you arc, °lit+e:" "You seem to be searching in the. crowd for some one or something." Oh, I expected a friend to -day!" I an- swered carelessly. "I dare say he le here —somewhere in the crowd." "Will he not come up and speak to you?" Gus questions, surprised. Of Bourse—by-and-by." I stand up, very tall and straight, in the clear space that is left for me, wher- ever I move to -day. The sunshine gilds my'birthdaygloriously—all the woods aro i bathed in t; it dreams on the smooth lawns; it lights no the ,green triumphal arches and the red' and white flags ftut- tering in long festoons against the cloud- less blue of the sky. Olive thinks me very carol and quiet; but she does not know how any heart is beating under my ;cream colored bodice 'slashed with oft sky-blue—not beating because I am the center of attraction hereto -day, not beat- ing at -the sound of the music or the cheering, but because I am watching for an opportunity to steal away to moot, my lover, in the grc gnweed—ley lover, who Is 'malting -arm- for me. . I, love him, ,poor and shabby and hag- •gard and unfortunate I love him as per- haps I should never have loved him if he had been well-dressed and rich and prosperous—as I could never have • loved any of the rich and prosperous young men who are crowding, about me today. Some women love best what - most excites their pity—what is most dependent upon 'them for comfort and care and help. I love this boy because I am everything to him—because, unless I stoop to save him, he is lost. I long to take him by the hand. to say to him, "All mine is thine." Re shall suffer no more poverty, poor lad; he shall not fight hand .to hand with want and disappointment.and discourage- ment any more! I will help him to be famous; he need not sell his beautiful pictures for half their value because he must have bread to eat. So I think tri- umphantly, as I stand looking at the children dancing on the greensward, and wondering impatiently when I shall be able to shake *oft . (fus Deane and escai,e 10 my woodland tryst. Has Gerard any Idea yet that I am the heroine of the day I wonder—that these village festivities have all been organ- ized in honor of me? I hope he has no suspicion of ;t; I want to be the first to tell him—myself. He will wonder at my dress when. he sees me—long gowns of de- licate cream color, slashed with blue sa- tin, great Rubens hats lined with the same skyey hue and plumed with oft ostrich feathers, do not Dome out of quiet country vicarages—even a man would know as much as that! But he will think. I am looking well. Olive has • told me that she never saw me looking so well before as I am looking to -day, I slip away from them all at last, into the garden, down the long, cool, aromatic alley of box and yew, into the gold and emerald mazes of the wood. The path is very steep; but I hurry down it—down into the cool depthsof my shadowy Combe. Be is there waiting for me, lean- ing over a bit of ivied wall, looking down into the river—the noisy rushing water, which drowns the distant music and the hum of the crowd. "Gerard," era joyfully-- "Gerard!" He turns at the sound of my voice. "Why didn't you come and. see us mak- ing merry up at the house?" "I did not care to go;,3 have no heart for merry -making," he says a little sul- DON'T LET THAT COUCH BOB YOU OF SLEEP You probably :know; all too well how it goes.,' Just as you doze off, the tickling'startS in your throat. A'gentle cough, still asleep. A harder cough, and Bien another. ; First thing you know,' yyoou're wide awake, coughing yourheail A few nights of that and you're so 'worn out and weakened that the cough takes a tight grip on you; But why endure it? . Na-Dru-Co.Syrup Of Linseed, Licor- ice and Chlorodyne will soothe that exasperating tickling, loosen the phieAtrt•', and cure the xn floral -nation of the mucous" membrane. • It not only stops the cough. quickly, allowing you to get sound, re-.:' freshing sleep, but it goes :to the root of the trouble and drives out the cold com- pletely. Children willingly take Na Drn-Co Syrup -of Linseed, Licorice and Chlorodyne, because it tastes so good.' Your Druggist has it or can quickly get, it for you in 25c. and 5oc. bottles.. 'The•' National Drug & Chemical Co.. of Canada, :Limited, trs lenly, looking at me. "They were mak- ing such a nolo, shouting and dancing.' And you—I suppose you were in the mid- dle of it all?" 'Yes," I answer, smiling a little—"in the very middle!" You look like it. Why aro you dressed out like that?" Everybody puts on gala attire for Soha'day. as this." "Then it was well I did not venture in among you in my rags!" "Gerard," 3 say, taking'him by the hand quickly, `Dome with me; I want to tell you 'something—something that will make • you 'glad." Nothing could make me glad.'; he re- turns, shaking off my hand as if it stung` him, "except to know that this would he, the last day I had to live." "Gerard, all this aloe is mine; it for me they are making all this noise; which vexes you! woodhay is mine, and I—I am yours, if you will have nae!" He stares at me in bewilderment. "woodhay is mine, Gerard—do yen hear?' "Why did you not tell me?" he ask$' slowly, a greet red Rush rising to his' face, up to his very forehead. Because I thought .you knew, at first;`' and then, because I wanted to try yon— whether you loved me for myself alone.'" 'And I dared to ask you to marry me?" he says, staring at mo in the same be- wildered way. I am not surprised that•" you refused mo, Allie"—with a short cold laugh, "I am not surprised that you de- clined my magnanimous offer that night in Berkeley Street 1 Heavens, how you. must have laaghed at me!' —and he turns away in a sudden passion of anger and resentment. I' did not laugh at you, Gerard. 011, Gerard, you are treating me very bad - 1.v—" "Don't cry," he says, but without look- ing at me—"dont cry, or you will drive me mad.' "You will drive me mad! What have I done that you should beso hard to me --go cruel—" You have done nothing. It is I who have ruined myself." "But you are not ruined. We shall be happy yet; I am very rich. I have Oscar wealth, Gerard, more . than you think.. And it is all yours; I only val}'ee it now beeusd I: Lent.-gito.aVisi "Kuehl" he exclaims,' a look Of j;1tl niutw ate shame and anguish .passing- .der his face. ' `Don't talk like that, child; you can do nothing for me; it is too late,,; I have done for myself." "It is not too late. o matter what You . have done, I love you, Gerard,and I will marry you to -morrow, if you like." Liston to mel" he says, taking me by the wrist with a grasp which absolutely is ended I,know the worst. And, if the bruises my flesh. 'Listen to, inc for a telling' of it has brought an anguish which minute. You know that I dome here to: 'is :almost intolerable to me, it seems to tell you. something, Allie--something which have carried a certain relief with it to it hurts me more to tell tha'Init will hurt You cannot afford brain -befogging headaches. 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Fee, 513 Broadview Ave., Toronto z .. ... 2.50 6 Mrs. J. Sib, Dundas, Ont ........ 2.50. 7 Mrs. John Clyne, 77 Cobourg St., Ottawa, Ont........ 2,50 8 Mrs. Thos. 'Stephenson, Claremont, Ont. , .... 2.50:. 0 Mrs. J. P. Laidlaw, Caledonia, Ont. ... , 2.50 10 Jas. Walter Powis, 140 Elizabeth St., Toronto . 2.50 11 Beatrice Aubrey, , 42 Sophia St., Ottawa , , ... ...... ... 2.50 y 12 M. E. Curry, 776 Dufferin St., Toronto ...... .. ..... 2.50 13 •Mrs. C. M. '`Seiber, 77 Pembroke St., Toronto. , .. 2.50 14 Mrs. Thos. Bennett, Havelock, Ont, . .. 2.50 15 Mrs. W. J. Chambers, 93 Waverley Road, Toronto 2.51) 16 Eileen Margaret Wilson, 344 Sunnyside Ave.,- Toronto . 2.50 17 . Dorothy Hirlehey, Bradford, Ont...... r• • •. ........ 5.00 (Next to last answer.) 15 Mr.'J. E. Newton, 1,213 Danforth Ave., Toronto-; ,.... 10.00 (Last answer received). 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' "Allie, isn't it hard that I who would Iie down and die for you this minute, if I could, must hurt you?" "You have not hurt me much," I anewer, smiling througb some childish tears.. "But I must hurt you., Allie, walk up and down here with me for a few min- utes, while 1 tell you my story—just here' —I shall not detain you very long." We walk up and down, through the sunshine and the shadow, the rushing of the river in our ears. As long as I Iive" I shall remember these minutes—not more than ten are they though they seem a century of pain and sorrow to us, both. 'And so I grew reckless Allis. I di not care what became of me::. The pic- ture that was to have mado my fortune went for half its value, and I—I tried u+ find oblivion where the wretched look fn it so often—tried, and lost what Iitth: self respect remained to me, and with all' hope of ever winning you.' "If you had had patience- "But I had no patience. And it was easy to go down -hill, so much easier thou climbing up! A fortnight after MY 'Picture wont, I was starving anan attic in London, ashamed to show my face iii Carleton Street, as I have been ashamea to show it ever since." The green leaves flicker, the river brawls •among its •mossy,bowlders nos •'. and then a swell of meals comes to us on , the oft breathings of the June air. I d+• not speak --I let him tell his story in bit; own way—and then, when,tie has finished I will tell him mine. "I lodged with a woman named white ' - a wretched quarrelsome woman, the widow of a color sergeant. She said her husband had been a gentleman—a wild medical student who hail got into debt, and enlisted. I lived in .her house, board- ing with her. I owed her money. She, iet her bill run on—if she had not, I tenet havestarved or put an end to myself. I was too shabby .to—to think of trying for any decent employment. I had sold everything for which I could get money —even the locket with my mother's hair. The woman had a daughter—n girl ,whom I had often admired for her pretty face and she took It into her head to fall love with me." a '' He pauses, with. a smile of. angry gnorn and humiliation. T 'say nothing,—not a single word. . "The mother knew I was a gentleman, and encouraged rt. I was faseinate4—bo• witched by thechild's beauty. I was reckless -Z did not ogre what became of Ino. And she was frond of me—I will do her the justice to say that she vats load ' of me, aiserable beggar r that. I wag." "And you loved her!" T say quite quiet• Iv. though my heart is beating low in it peasionate pain. The ";eminent he mentioned the wontan's name White I, remembered the girl 1 had seen in 'London the youngirl with taligled ,cd gold hair. with an exquisite, ' - naod0»,l face, witlii-blue velvety eyes that looked dark as night , under their black!' lashes—a face whose exceeding beauty I , had envied, not dreaming of what .t was,'4t to be to inc, Ile," be x x$woi 5 nuietly enough, "I did` rn'at love any, Allie--ti shall never. love set Wririan but you. 'Ent I married tier.' him—a sense of having dared and en- dured the worst. "You offer me charity?" he says; but he says it humbly. I may hurt him now; he will not retaliate, having hurt me so much already. (To be oontinued.) Few explanations really explain. • H E A LT H t N PURE SUGAR Sugar is one of the best, and most widely used foods. Would you risk your health for the sake of a. few cents on a hundred pounds of sugar Buy only EXTRA GRANULATED SUGAR Its Purity and Quality cannot be questioned. 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"Do you think to • wear cotton next the if all these things were "'wrong," irrespective of vidual ease, if we dared to • attemj gram we should say that the only thing a man n 'coxnmtit., If this is fount oral, • the ageWer is Lha rules must be general in i meet, but individual in't cailon, "Is it right to bate' water I" .'''.Right for wht where, 'how i A' strong 5 looks on the cold morns, as a .life -giver, and oou persuaded to miss it at a The view of ; it is perfect for that person. • It is a and the fact is proved by'. site sensations of increas', that follow it.. Yes,'it is bathe in cold water." Then some anemic per poor blood circulation does Iikewise—with what imperfect reaction. show tering teeth, fatigue, and all the signs of de tality—no, it is wrong t cold water. 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Some women can't b far, and .some men ca lora n. Whenearcousiris mar ac apt •• t arml p be We are always ,morn pent our neighbors'' s own. December is the wheat harvest in 1311:7 Austrili a .