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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1913-10-24, Page 6There's nothing like a delicious cup of Tea as a delightfully refresihing stimulant and hlr ala soother ,. [fes•' ._. 110.10.04.1 e CE rI_.ON TEA ds the 1 or1d. Sealed Lead Packets Only. ]3oward of Substitutes. Ole er Great Lov Or, A Struggle For a Heart CHAPTER AXIV.--(Continued). she shrunk back from him as if he had ett•uck her. "Your -wife?" Phe 'words were scarcely audible, and yet te him they seemed to ring through the room. He Mill gazed at the face. How had it coma there? What juggling fiend had conjured the thing up to confront him with itat title moment --the moment of bis life? Your wife?" Decima repeated, and she shrank a step further away from him. "My wife!" he said, hoarsely, still star- ing at it. Then he lifted his eyes heavily, elowly, and honked at her, looked and realized that he had etpokeu aloud, that be had told her. With an oath he flung the portrait. into the ihre•plaee. It fell with a crash as the glass and frame were shattered on the tiles; ;hen he stretched out his hands to- wards her. Yes, my wife, Decima, you know now why I can not marry you. I am married already." No -no!" she put up her hands to her ears as if to shut out the words. "It is true!" he said, hoarsely. with a calm more terrible than any violence. "I am '.married to -that woman whose por- trait lies there. That- is why I can not marry you. Listen --for God's sake, don't shrink from me!" for as be had taken a Step toward her she hats drawn back with a gesture of denial. "Your wife! Then --then it is not I you love --you can not! It is she!" "Love her?" He laughed with fierce bit- terness. "You don't know what you say. Love? I hate, I loathe hers" A cry broke from her lips. But she ie your wife." He made a• gesture of despair. How o.xittcouldbe tell her, make her understand? • "'Decima, sbe is my wife, but I hate Iter! No man with a spark of manhood could do' otherwise. Child, - 3ieten-don't shrink fritit 'me Don't..ale "t look se, or lt ";`,1I. She is a batt,worthless ,,it, a left her. x have not seen her ears. She is nothing to me, nothing othing. Don't you understand, .;c'But tbat she is my -wife I should have told you of my love long, long ago. Ali, that yon understand. Come to me. Child, have pity!" He knelt to her, and drew her kande from her face. She yielded, or rather, she did not resist, but her eyes were fixed va- cantly above his head, as if she were try- ing to understand --and to bear --'the truth Decima, now that you know, you will not turn from me?" "Your wife!" She drew one hand from his grasp and pressed it against her fore- head with a piteous litt'e gesture of help- lessness and despair. "Oh, why -why did you not tell me? Yonr wife!" "Don't -don't repeat it!" he cried. "Try ---try and forget it, Dceima, you -you will not desert me; you will not draw back? I can not live without you! If you turn from me--" Ire rose and caught her in his arms, for sbe had swayed to and fro, as if site were about to fall. But hie touch seemed to give her strength to resist him, and after a moment ---a moment during which he looked into her eyes --she recovered from the terrible faintness and drew herself from his arms. Let ]et me go! ah, let me go!" she panted. "I will go! I want to go! Your wife!" "You shall not. go until you have heard me!" he said, fiercely. "Child, yon don't • undorstan& or you would not torture me. Sit dwn!" "No, no!" Na-Drn-Co Laxatives are different in that they do not gripe, purge nor cause nausea, nor does continued use lessen their effectiveness. You can always depend on then. 25c. a box at your Druggist's. in National 'Drug' and Chemical Co. of Canada, l.1mtted. is a HOOVIE ANYONE can use LA l � •� by The Guaranteed"ONE DYE for All Kinds of Cloth. IT ►n Send tot FreChen Color Curd a end Dooktetx The Johnson-Richard/ion Co. Limited, Montreal "Ah, but you must! You must listen. Decima--" She stood, her hands clasped tightly, her face upraised, her eyes fixed on va 4 anoy; and her despair almost drove him read. "Decima.;" he began again; then sud- denly he stopped. There was a sound in the corridor. A voice, a woman's, voice, said in clear, metallic tones: "Thanks; don't trouble. I know the way. I will go in and wait until he comes in. At the sound of the voice Gaunt started and looked over his shoulder, as if his senase were playing some fiendish trick on him. Decima heard the voice, the words, but she did not move. "0h! it is she!" broke from Itis white lips. He caught Decima's arm, but stood as if paralyzed for a moment; then he said in a hoarse whisper: "Go --that room!" and dashing open the door, half led, half dragged her into the adjoinifie room. Then he closed the door and stood with his back to it, and -waited! CHAPTER XXV. It• was the long arm of Ooiueidence- guided by Morgan Thorpe's cunning - which )tad led Laura to Prince'e Mansions that night of all nights. Three days •before there had been a lit- tle dinner at Cardigan 'Terrace. It was like all the other dinners, perfect of menu and cozy of character, and, as usual, Tre- vor and Bobby were the only guests; Now Bobby had come back from Leaf - more with a good resolution. He would see no more of Morgan Thorpe and Laura -for, alas! it was as "Laura" he had hab- itually thought of her, and not seldom addressed her, go far had noor Bobby gone. Bobby made this resolve fitm1y- surely, that. grins road to the infernal regions, which ie 'constructed of good re- solutions, must be. the most. endurable ever. imagined,more endurable than stone, more slippery than asphalt) -and he meant to stick to it. But the . morning after his resolve, behold) Mr. Morgan Thorpe, arrayed in faultlees attire, enter- ed Gaunt's rooms, and greeted Bobby as if be were a longdost brother suddenly returned. My dear boy," he exclaimed, "where have you been? I called the other night, and was filled with alarm when they told me that you had left London. I feared that you had fled from us for good." Which, though be did not intend, was a particularly accurate way of putting it. 'I was quite cut up, I assure you. and as to Laura- He paused and smiled at Bobby. "Well, perhaps I'd better not say how any news affected her. Mustn't tell tales out of school, eh, Deane?" He leaned forward and touched Bobby on tate knee, and Bobby grew red and hot. "I -I had a wire from home, and had to run down suddenly." Morgan Thorpe glanced at him sharply. "No bad news, i trust?" he said. "N -o," replied Bobby, after a moment's hesitation. "At least --well, something had gone wrong --some business; but it's all right now." "I'm glad to hear it. I was afraid one of your people was ill," said Mr. Morgan Thorpe, with charming sympathy. "And I'm glad you aro back. We missed you, my dear Deane, though you were away for so short a time. Trevor came and dined with us, but -well, Trevor is a deuced good fellow, but he didn't compensate us for your absence. I never saw Laura so triste and dull. You really must Dome round soon. What do you say to dining with as to -morrow night?" Bobby's good resolution rose and looked at him sternly, and, still more red and uncomfortable, he stammered an excuse. "Engaged! I'm sorry, and I'm sure Laura will be. Well, we'll hope for an- other night. What are you going to do this afternoon? Drop iu at the club and have a quiet shell out with Trevor and me." What could Bobby say? It would have been extremely difficult for him to remark; "Look here, Thorpe, I've made a mental vow to cut you, therefore -get out!" What Young pian of Bobby's age and tempera- ment could have done that? Oh, parents and guardians, 'when you are inclined to be hated on your erring soma and 'wards, I pray you remember your own youth and the temptations thereof! "All right," he said; but there was an- other pause of hesitation, which, be sure, did not escape the wily tempter's notice. "Half a. moment," said Bobby, as hie visitor rose to leave. 'I'll I'll take up those I.O.U.'s, Thorpe. I've got some oof." He went to the bureau of inlaid satinwood and took out his check -book; but Morgan Thorpe waved his hand with delightful indifference. "No need to bother about that just now, my dear Deane," be said. "Besides, I haven't the I.O.U.'s with me." They were in his pocket at that moment, of coureo. "Aad dashed if I remember what I did with them. They're at home somewhere, I dare say. Bring the check next time -roll come and dine with us." Again, what could Bobby do? He could scarcely force the check upon Mr. Thorpe. "All right," he said again. "But -but, Thorpe, I wanted to tell you-" He color- ed again, but the old Bobby asserted It- self, and he looked Thorpe in the face squarely, and as he did so, there was an expression in his face which was singular- ly like that, of Decima's. "What is it, my dear boy?" "Oh, only this; that I've made up •my mind to cut cards for the future. The fact is -well, my governor has lost some money, and I can't afford—' Morgan Thorpe seised his hand. "My dear Deane, I'm delighted to )tear you say that -not that your father hes lost money, but that you are going to crit cards. It's strange, but I was just going to ask you if you'd mind my giving yott a word of advice, of warning, I was go- ing to ask yott. if you'd drop gambling, I was iudeedl It was en the tip of my tongue. 'io tell you the truth, Laura and fI have been -now, you, won't anixnd, you won't think us intrusive and itapertinent, I hope, Deane--" "No. no," Bald Bobby. "Go on,' -"Well, we've bean thinking about you -she is always ready, to talk about you, you know. You suet know that she -well, takee a great interest in you, and she begged me to ask you not to, play." Bobby felt so grateful, so touched by the beautiful woman's gooduess arid oars for him that- he •oouid not s eek. "And I promised. titer.. that I would. If I had not done eo, she would have apokeu to you. herself. I'm eonvinoed elm. would. Ala, I asslare you, the dear girl hap plenty of pluck when she has resolved upioia do- ing the right thing, when he is convinced that a duty lies before her." 'I -I am very grateful; it 11 very good of Mrs. Dalton to think of • mei to care," stammered Bobby. • "Site does caro, I assure you; cares very much," Mr. Morgan Thorpe nodded grave- ly, almost solomuly. "Site takes a great interest in you. As a rule, Laura is very chary of making friends. She has guffer- eel a great deal, poor girii and suffering hardens us -hardens ue, my clear Deane. And I have never known, her to come out of her shell, so to speak, as she has done with you. But about the dards, , nay ;dear fellow. You aro not offended?"'' "Not a bit," said Bobby. cheerfully. "The fact is, I ought not to have gone in for play, and -well I'm going to out It now. I can't tell you how delighted ',Den to bear you say so," said Mi'.'Morgan Thorpe again. "I'm a bad hand at preaching, and I don't set up for a Puritan or a mo- ralist--" Bobby grinned. -"But I don't mind tolling you,. Beane, that if I had my time to come over again, I'd never touch a card or put a penny on ajhorse. They talk of the evils of drink. By the Lord Harry! I've seen more young fellows go under through cards and bet- ting than ever were 'downed' by liquor. Why, I could give you instances by the score. And take my own case. In eon. fidence, my dear Deane, I may tell you that Morgata 'Thorpe" would have beef in a very different position from the lowly one which he now occupies if he'hail made the resolution which you have 'just now so nobly made -and etuok to it." • "Why don't you chuck 'em now?", asked Bobby, with all the verdant innocence of youth: Mr. Morgan Thorpe did not smile-whieh proves under what perfect control he held his facial expression, "Ah, my dear boy, it is too late for me, alas! Some of ue are born gamblea•s.'It's in my blood, iu my blood, my dear Deane, And poor Trevor's got the taint, too, Talte the cards away from him and ma and we should go hang ourselves. It's too late for both of us. That's why I am so glad and relieved to hear that you are go- ing to drop it. And Laura --well, at will be the best news I can take her. You'll come and see her, dine with us ' goon, Doane?" said Bobby, stifling a sigh as his good resolution went up the chimney with a moan of reproach and farewell. "That's all right. So long!" Mr. Morgan Thorpe paused at the 'door and looked round. "Delightful rooms.. these of yours. Al-' ways strike me whenever I come into them. Lord -what is hie name -still at that place in the country?" "No," said Bobby. "He has gone."' Morgan Thorpe stopped, with- his hand on the handle of the door. "Gone, eh? Whore? Gone for good?" Bobby shook his bead rather smelly "1 don't know. Ile left Leafmore 'sud- denly, and no one knows his whereabouts. I'm half inclined to think that he has 'gone to Africa." "To Africa?" A. faint exprestsion of e: lief shot for' a moment - int-:; -- l 't lin Thorpe's frank' blue eyes. '`Really? Wei, he might go to a worse place. Heil escape the coining winter," With another nod and smile he took his dep arture. - The expression of relief grew more open ae he walked away. Por Mr. Margitn Thorpe had had an anxious time of it, while in London. He had bargained with, Gaunt to keep his wife out of England, but Morgan Thorpe, while making the bargain, had forgotten that his Meter Pos- sessed that extremely inconvenient thing, a will of her own. And the divine Laura had not only de dined to remain at Vevey, or remove to Paris, but had insisted upon going to Lou- don. He had not dared to oppose her, for the would have grown suspicious.; and when the divine Laura was auspicious -- well, Morgan Thorpe's life was not • an easy one. - So he had been obliged to let her come, and had spent some part of his days in fear and trembling lest he should run up against Gaunt, and so, in a moment, lose his annuity. But chance had favored him, hitherto, and Geuut had not seen Laura. "Gone to Africa?" he mused, as he walk- ed club -ward, with a pleasant smile on his pleasant open face, ae he smoked a choice: Havana. "Well, he mar have done so, and y mluck may (4111 be with me; but, on the other hand, he may not, and may turn up at any moment. My dear Laura, you. will have to clear out. Yes, I shall have to move you. But how?" He pondered for a time, then he emiled. "If we are going, we may as well make a little coup • You cannot afford brain -befogging headaches. NA4PRU CO Headache wafers -flop ,111Afn is quick time and clear your head. They 4 not coii,tatn either phenacetin, scats/11H, morphine, opium or any ether dangerous drug. 25o,. a box at your Druggist's/ 121 NsviejsA4 b,wg AND eursue'a. Co. OF CANADA, ftstmer.. before we start, A sort of spoiling• the Bgy tiaras. I'll talk it over with hes. Tier brain's better than mind at that kind of thing," In whioh Ur. Morgan Thorpe scarcely did himself justice, for it would have boon. difficult to end a sharper or more astute scoundrel than himself, even in Loudon, where sharp and astute sepundrels abound and f!ouriela. Three days afterward Bobby received a dainty little note --emitting the peouliar seentr-from Mrs. Dalton, Why did he not come to see her? Had she offended him? If so, why did he not tell her what she had said or done amiss? And would he come to dinner on Monday and give her an opportunity of explaining and begging his pardon? So ran the note, prettily worded, and written in a thin Italian] hand. There was only one anewer possible. Bobby wrote and said that he would come and tell her that in no way had she of- fended him, and that she had always been all that was kind and gracious. And he went. She was alone when he entered the drawing -room, and she receiv- ed him With a half -sad, half -reproachful air. She was beautifully dreased, had "made up" a little pale, her black oyes, which. as she had heard hie voice outside, had shone with contempt and boredom, now beamed upon him softly, almost ten- derly. I thought you were never coming, that I -we -should never see you again," she murmured. "Como and sit beside me and tell me What le the matter," She touched a chair near the fire and beside her own, and Bobby dropped into it, feeling as if he had been the cruelest and most hard- hearted of young men. "Morgan has told me that yon are go- ing to give up card's. I am so glad!" site said, after Bobby had assured her that there was nothing the matter and that he had not been able to come because he had been "busy." "Oh, pray, pray, keep to that! I have seen so much misery through gambling, and I do hate it so! Besides," sha added, with an air of inno- cence which would have done credit to a first-class actress, "you will be able to sit and talk to me while they are playing, for, of course, Morgan and Mr. Trevor will play." And in this way she talked to him, sing- ing Conscience to rest, and the beautiful, bewitching face blotted out all romem' brance of hie resolve not to sea her again. ' Then Trevor came in. ' He scowled at Bobby as he nodded to him. "Thought you'd gene into the country or abroad," he said, sullenly. 'Deuced cold." He gave a little shudder as he drew nearer the Are. Hie face was pale -it had the •pallor of the red-headed man -and his cyelide were swollen and inflamed, It struck Bobby that Trevor had been drink- ing heavily, and Laura shot a glance at him as he stood geeing moodily at the fire. Presently% Morgan Thorpe came in. "My dear Deane, Trevor, forgive me! I am late," he said, 'with hie charming smile. "Trevor, how well and fit yon look!" Trevor glowered at him sullenly, ChtVre _NeedSugg' Pure sugar is necessary to the heal#b, of young or'old: (rlood home-made candy, anger 'on porridge, fruit or bread• -•not only pleases but stimulates. Buy St, Lawrence%;stra Granulated in bags and be sure of the finest pure cane sugar, untouched byhand from factory to your kitchen. Bags faollm, 251bs., zo abs., Cartons globe., s PULL WEIGHT GUARANTEED. Sold Sy brit dealers. 1 Se Lawrence aurar Works, halted, Meeirut, "Do I? Then may looks belie me, for I feel anything but fit. It's this beastly cold weather coming in so suddenly." 'Your dinner will put you right.," said Morgan Thorpe, brightly; "and there's the bell." As Laura rose, Trevor bent over her. "Let that cub go foist to -night," he said. "I'11 stay after him; I want to speak to you." She made a motion of assent, and smil- ed up at him, sweetly, confidingly. Thorpe was in the best and brightest of humors, and once or twice Bobby thought what that resolution would have cost him if he had stuck to it. They were tub pleasant people, the Thorpcs; and Laura -wee an angel. (To be continued.) NAm10 ce" TastelessCod Preparation of liver Prevents Sickness Are you one of those thousands who, though apparently well, catch cold ensile and often ? It's a dangerous condition to tolerate, and one which yet: can easily prevent by taking two or three bottles of Na-Dru-Co Tasteless Preparation of Cod Liver 011 at once --this Fall. 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There are many things that co mend dairying to athe farms among which may be named a, ce tainty of obtaining good prices f the products of the farm and ' tl elimination of the speculative el ment which surrounds growing a marketing other products. To conduct a, dairy farm at a prl fit we must feed ;good cows. Th should -be good individuals and s leoted from the breed which is be adapted to the particular branch dairying that is being made of specialty and -Lo the conditions our farms. No one breed or type is adapt to all conditions, else there wou be little need of eo much diversi of size, conformation and quail of product. For the economical pr duction of hater or cream (or very rich milk that is suitable f a fancy trade), it is best to ke Jerseys or Guernseys, that is, pr viding, of course, that we will gi them care and treatment they a accustomed to in their native lan Jersey and Guernsey cows pr duce less milk solids other than f thus enabling them to turn larg proportions of their food and e ergy. into the production of the d sired product, than cows of bree which yield a larger quantity milk deficient in butter fat. On certain farms where the pa ture is scant or where the land rough and rolling, and where su mer dairying is practiced the co that is capable of doing the bee work under such conditions woul be the best adapted to the econom of the dairy, For such a farm the man woul best select the Ayrshire, or his grades of that breed. .They ho been bred and developed ` u similar environment until they become accustomed to. that treatment more tl and ' more del` breeds of dairy Ott the other lr has rich and luxuriant pi st keeps his herd up to very near full capacity .at all times of the", and who is producing milk for general market, faces a, diffe proposition and will find that Holstein breed, or high grades that breed, the best adapted to h dairy needs. Is is useless for me to control to present evidence in favor e keeping better cows. -But ori' thing worthy of note is the facttin the man who has built up a pro able herd is at all times alert secure Atter cows to increase income. On the other hand the man wi the unprofitable herd has but lit ambition to inform himself in r gard to his business or improve t quality of his cows. He doesn't b lieve in dairy literature or th, other cows might do better - on h farm than his own. This class man is doing more t0 discourage .t. dairy business than any other. One of the most severe losses co fleeted with the dairy business the loss that comes from discardi unprofitable 'flows, The man w depends upon buying cows to to the place of those he finds unprofi able is up against ons of the kno ties -Land perplexing problems eo nested with the management of t dairy—that of going out and tau, ing good cows to take the place the ones sold from his herd. In the production of milk for t city trade, I have found that tl purchase of cows is attended risk and disappointment, even men who are qualified to make s lections. Cows are sold for sore reason, and I have found to m sorrow that among these are lac of constitution and vigor, lack capacity as feeders, bad . habit such as holding tip their milk, d fective udders, hard milking, abo tion and other disorders, .and whe we stop to think that the Iarg number of ,these cows are sold amen who are dairying theniselve it is little wonder tha,t:ii , is a har matter. to get out and. .buy goo cows. that are free from all defec and had habits. Some men buy of dealers, but th is worse than buying, direct dairymen themselves, ,for` the data ers have bought them •of dsiryme and in the end we get' the same go eral olass of cow, Either way must buy the culls of their her for use in our herds. We must n be slow to recognize the fact th the best herds ate not gotten t gether by purchase