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The Herald, 1910-09-09, Page 7, t �.From a�1,, „- "Yes—a good deal Lashed in the cel- those on the stairs; wliil•tt two fellows, in ti dr ulik with nnaceuetomed wine, laret. "Quick then !Have we time to carry the decanters into the drawing room?" she said. 'They will stop to drink, fight over the spoil, get half drunk, lose time." "Women's wits, by Jove! Come, it's soon done!" He quickly unlocked the. dining -room dooropposite, then tb.e cellaret, and they soon carried the decanters of 'wine into the other room, which resounded now with the onslaught outaide. Reck- less Palo laughed aloud as they came out again, he looking the door loading into the hall. "It will amuse them a few more min- utes to get through this; after the wine- bibbing," he said, lighting a silver lamp that steed on the hall -table. "Colne, wife, this way to my rooms, and I'll arm you, too." "Do; i know how to use fire -arms; and, at least, I can load for you in readiness." "You are a brave girl, my Christine; but, oh! I would to Heaven you had not come into this danger to -night to save nay worthless life!" he said pas- sionately. "Vasil, husband! What would life be worth to the if you were murdered? Ah, hear that!" A crash below as if a shutter had par- tially rifted—a yell of triumph—then renewed attacks. St. Maur thew open a door. on the left in the corrtdor above, and entered a large, handsomely furnished dressing - room with an open inner door to the sleeping -chamber beyond. "My rooms," he said, locking the door; '`and who henceforth shall dare challenge your right to be here? Strange irony of fate indeed!" Then he dragged a huge wardrobe slowly against the door as a barricade, and going into the bedroom, also bar- ricaded the outer door of that with a heavy old bureau, and a bedstead against that again. Then he brought his wife a pretty lit- tle six -chambered revolver, loaded, and, like his own, on the half-cock. "You may not need it, sweetheart," he said, as she hid it in the bosom of her dress, "but it is to hand if you do. Alt, by Heaven! they are in now 1" For, with a crash, the shutters below gave way, and, with a shout and rush like a stampede of wild beasts, the rioters burst into the elegant room; then the two above could hear the wan- ton work of wrecking begun; the. Brash of glass, as decanters were fought for, emptied, and hurled away, mingling with yells, hoarse laughter, and shouts from several half -tipsy fellows; while others, furious at finding anotherdoor to keep them from their prey, pell-mell attacked it tooth and nail. "Not one of those blackguards shall ever work for Will Orde again!" Fal- coner said, between his teeth. Would the rescue never come? Would the soldiers never come, or come too late? "What—oh, what if some accident has happened to Rahmnee?" said Christine at last, with the first outward sign of agitation or fear she had yet shown. "That made canaille below will be up here soon!" ' St. Maur turned to her and took her close into his arms, laying his lips to hers, as a man might do who knows that it may be the last embrace of the woman he loves. -My first—last love!" he "My wife—my all!" Another crash, the drawing -room door was down, and they heard the besiegers, like a pack of wolves after their prey, come rushing, jostling, fighting, all the worse for wine, up the stair -way, and Joe Smith's half -drunken voice shout- ing: This 'ere door, mates. Hearn him a - worth' c' somethink." ]?aleoner loosed his wife add drew his revolver at once. "Whoever first shows at that door," "is a dead man." For oue moment there was a pause. "I don't believe any but Smith has a pistol at all," said St. Maur, "and J. guess Joe's too many sheets ins the wind to aim steady at all. There's a pick - .axe." Richt against the door—two at least —whilst others on the stairs surged, and --- Dutch eournge ;magi thereby, hurled, themselves against the broken door and wardrobe, sending the upper part of -the latter down with a roar, and themselves half rushing, half staggering toward St. • Quiet as thooglit he Stepped 'back, half throwing iris wife behind him, and fired again twice, in such rapid sueces- sinn that it seemed almost one report, but. each shot bit its man; one caught blindly at the door, the other turned and fled, yelling, and in that moment, as Falconer still stood covering the wid- ened ingress with his weapon, a cry rant,' up the stairway: "Mates, come back! —cut for it!- -they're down on us!—the soldiers!" "Saved!—saved! Oh, thank heaven! saved!" broke front the wife's lips; and in the sudden revulsion of feeling site hid her face en her husband's bosons with one deep sob, conscious only that he was safe, that his strong arm was round her. were now; the, thre.e':bucl;os, a! o, were taken to an euthOoem and the horsee-a- it was a caiali•y troop--a'tabied and fes, in the midst of whi"ell the servants re; turned from thea hall, Their eensternea tion may be inlaghted, but certainly none Ow less could the score of troopers com- plain of the hospitality they stet with in the servants' hall; ,sad after supper the butler, by Falton tete: adder told them oft by fonts into cwpty bedrooms to camp down and sleep. Meanwhile, the dining -room, which was undamaged, wass used fol' the refreeh- nent of their officers. and guests, host and hostess. They wove` standing in a group talking, whilst e the invaivahle Ralunnce was .planing elaz'et and lemon- ade on the table; and St, Maur had just said he would go up and see how his uncle was now, when the door opened, and Mr. Orde walked quietly la, very pale certainly, and looking rather hag- gard, but like one resolved on his course, and perhaps neither Colones Darnley, nor his subaltern, nor Addison, was so utterly surprised as were Falconer and his young wife at that"course. "Gentlemen," he. said, coming forward, "I hope you will pardon my having till now relegated my duty as host to lay adopted son. My exeuse must be that I am not young, and the physical fatigue of our long ride -to me so terribly anx- ious a time—and the great shock :which the announcement you heard was to me, quite overcame hie; but my own feel ego however justifiable. moat not make me guilty of base ingratitie to a lady who has this terrible night perilled life and repute to save my nephew's life; nor must i"—and now, with a grave, touch- ing courtesy, he took Christine's hand into his own—'`put the slightest shadow of indignity or lack of due honor on my nephew's wife. My dear, permit me— gentlemen, be seated." And he placed Christine on his right stand at the table opposite Colonel Darn- ley. • No one spoke; no one could have spok- en for minutes after that, and then it was the colonel who broke the ,ileitce by asking the reason of these fellows' enmity to St. Maur. And while Mr. Ord': explained, the sub- altern seated next Mrs. $t. Maur began telling her of Rahmnce's startling news, of their hasty mount, and how the col- onel had sent off his orderly at once to Mrs. Addison to explant her husband's non-appearance. And then Addison took the opportunity to ask his friend in an undertone: "Fate, then of course it was you whom your wife met in my park that night ?" CHAPTER XL. • it was a mad soave qui pent now for the rioters, for the troop of soldiers had burst upon thorn in absolute sur- prise; and in fact that cry of alarm only reached the shouting, struggling, storm- ing party above, when the militaey were nlready practically masters of the situa- tion below—a point gained nearly at once. The three shots, fierce shrieks of the wounded, and wild struggle to stam- pede of the rest, at once told where the besieged were. "Take all the prisoners you can, and guard. them," commanded Colonel Darn- ley. "Keep back a minute, Orde keep by Allison!' "My boy! my boy!" was all the elder man said; and Frank grasped his arm as he, Rahmnee, and Darnley, with a few men, forced their way up the stairway against the 'downward rush of the riot- ers. But the slight, supple Indian, crouch- ing, gliding, creeping between obstacles, was the first to reach the corridor and doorway outside which lay Joe Smith's laxly; and with a cry of transport that broke through all his 'Eastern stoicism, the Hindo lad rushed into the room and flung himself at his beloved master's feet. "Sahib! sahib! Oh, mein -sahib! all safe!' was the cry of joy that reached the door as the others gained it. "rale! Good heavens!—and Mrs. Er- rington!" exclaimed Frank Addison, as lfr. Orde also rushed past and grasped his nephew's- hands, hardly seeing in that moment the beautiful woman who had shrunk back a step, flushing pain- fully. "My boy! my own boy! Are you un- hurt?" "Dear Uncle Will, yes; thanks to a woman's noble courage and--" whispered - terwreck to body and soul. I have been a gambler all my life, till she, evdtn br t woman's matchless love, crushed ode the hideous vice," "You, my boy, my son, in all but blood., a gambler!" repeated the old man, putting his band to his head. "Don't tell me that, rale—don't tell me that !" 'It is the bitter truth. I was a rock- less gambler till lately ,then the last battle against the miserable sin was won, for her sake, my darling, whose heart I had almost broken." "Husband, hush—it is all pees!" came under her breath, her hand out- stretched to him, He stooped and kissed it as if it were the hand of a saint. Was it not so to him ? "Tell me the whole story, Falconer," said William Orde, a litle unsteadily, his hands gripping the arms of his chair, his fine face growing an ashen gray—"the whole truth. There —there has been deep wrong and a terrible mis- take somewhere. I want to find whether the fault has been all yours, or—or part mine. Tell me all the story of your two lives." ,And, oh! what a sorrowful story it was—of undisciplined passions, of sin, and misery, and mistake, and yet, through all, and in all, with what pas- sionate intensity there ran the richest chord of heaven's music—a man's and a woman's love—hers never once dimmed or wavering—his, if once for a brief time shadowed by a mad infatuation of the senses, if rivaled by a hideous vice, still at the heart's core the master -pas- sion of his life. "Mrs. Errington!"'broke in Mr. Orde. excitedly, "It is you—you, then, who were the messenger Rahmnee meant— who have saved my boy's life!" "Not Mrs. Errington," said St. Maur. his dark, glowing eyes glancing from face to face, as he clasped Christine's trem- bling- hazed, "but the one woman you banned to me,. Uncle Will—my wedded wife these nine years!" "Your---wife!—your wife!" repeated William Ord,', like one dozed, and sought blindly at Frank Addison's arm. "Yes. I will explain 0.11 presently, but now—" "Try heaven! it's the best new, I've heard for year's!" exclaimed Frank, strongly, "Those behind cried 'Forward,' .And those before cried 'Back.'" A wild scene of fury and drunken orgy --blow after blow fell on the door—the lock crashed, but the bolt still held; then a crash again, the top hinge had given, as Christine's straining gaze saw —then—hal the heavy wardrobe sway- ed as the door was burst back against it. "Cuss the chapt he's stuck up a large chest!" shouted Joe, furiously. "Give us the hatchet, Bill; I ain't afeared." A blow—a rain of blows—a bare, brawny arm projected, Pale's bright eyes watching—the wardrobe swayed again. "Yell I'm through, and—why! if there ain't a gal! Now then you!" A rough coarse head and shoulders in view, struggling, moaning to shove the 'barricade, pushed on from behind. "I warned you, Joe Smoth," said Fal- .,toner, taking aim. A sharp report, a savage howl of mor- tal agony, end Joe Smith fell back, .down, a huddled -up mass of humanity. Instantly there was a scene of wild ,confusion almost beyond description— The prisoners, under h!s guidance, were .,cries of rage, a surging to and fro of soon removed, and, crowd enough they "Thank you, Frank," said 1t. Maur, gratefully; "and you, Uncle Will, rest here quietly a little ;whilst we three at- tend to our kind rescuers after their hard ride. Christine, w:ll you carry this lamp for usY Rahmnee see if the ser- vants have returno(i yet. Oolonei Daz'n ley, if you will kindly Iet your glen h.'re clear the door -way of the debris, inaani. have not yet met to adopt cand!de tes, to the housing of your inert and horses" Christine had given _lir. Orde a wist- ful, half -pleading glance as bale plaeed hiin 'on the emelt; but she silently took the lame and obeyed her husband, fol- lowing them out. He knew best, and after the shock the old man had received it wee better to leave him quite still a while. Ibis, too, was no time or place to speak of a family secret or trouble. She was acknowledged openly in his eery house, and that was enough; the neces- tildes of others,. the commonplaces of life, called for immediate attention and hospitality. "1 think two need not trouble Mrs. St. Maur," said the colonel, after he had given his men orders to remove Smith's corpse, "She has gone through so Much to -night." "I had rather be doing scree- thing, thank you, colonel," she said, quickly. "Rahninee and 1 must -wait on you ail, you see." In the hall below a couneil was held as to a temporary prison for the captured rioters; for though many had succeeded in flight for the aresent, all the ringlead- ers and worst—quite a score—were in custody of the troopers. Joe Smith and the other two men were dead ,and lay now in the wrecked drawing -room Where the prisoners were. SL Maur soon settled that point. There were large empty stables and coach -houses with strong doors, and only a sentinel would be needed till early -mottling, when the rioters could be hand- ed over to the police. "Yes,," HOW 011 LYIYtf`l R[GAINW iltALTh Utterly Helpless and Friends Did Not Expect Her to Get Better. The man never faltered in his 'story, never spared himself one thing; touched on no excuse or palliation, not even that his father before him had been a gambler, and passed lightly over the hard injustice of his uncle's stern, ob- stinate fiat, which had, in truth, been in so much the sunken rock upon which two young lives had been wrecked, as the money -lender had seen at once, as the conscience-stricken listener saw now with every detail of the simply -told tale of error and wrong that fell on his ear, and he bowed his gray head with a "great and exceeding bitter cry." "Oh, sister—oh, sister! how have I done . by your motherless boy ! 1 have driven him into sin by my wicked sel. fishness. I have dared to part those Heaven bath joined, and I am pun- ished—I am punished in lay children's years of misery. My son—lily son!" He broke quite ,down; but someone knelt at his feet, the gray head was drawn tenderly on to a woman's breast, a woman's loving lips kissed *sway the bitter tears. and the 'oft tones that had. The great fame of .Dr. Williams' Pink Pilin is due to the fact that they have restored to active 'health and strength hundreds of people when all other treat- ment had failed to cure, and who had come to believe themselves hopeless, chronic invalids. The case of Mrs. Henry Britton, 1,284 Alexander avenue, Winnipeg, Man., adds another striking proof to the truth of this assertion. 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The tonics and medicine would relieve iter for a time, and then she would slip back once more into the old state—but worse if anything. Then we began giv- ing her advertised remedies, but all seemed of no avail. One evening while reading a newspaper I lieppen' d to see en advertisement of Dr. Wiiiams Pink Pills. It told the cage of a young we - man who had been a great sufferer fr»:n anaemia, and who testified to having been cured through the use of these Pills, The ease seemed to describe very closely the symptoms of my wife, and although I had pretty nearly lost all hope of her ever being well again, I decided to get a supply of the Pills and urged her to use them. My wife was thoroughly dis- heartened, and said she sxpected it was only another case of money thrown away. However, she began taking the Pi11s, and I thank God she did, for after she had used them for a time, she felt they were helping her. h'ra'r that time on her appetite came back, her color began to return, and she who had been looked upon as a helpless invalid began to take a new 'interest in life. She con- tinued taking the fills, and through them her health continued to ir: o"ove, until at Iast we were able to heartile eon- gratulate her upon her complete Task "t - tion to health. Some three year., have sines passed, and in that time she has never been bothered in the eliglitest de- gree with the old trouble. Iles' cure has astonished everyone who knew how ill she had been, and we acknowledge with heartfelt thanks our gratitude to Dr. Williams' fink Pills, which literally brought bar back to health from the brink of the grave." Dr. Williams' Pink Pills cure such cases as this in just one way ---.they actu- ally make new blood, which fills the de- pleted veins and brine new strength to ' every nerve and every organ :n the body. Nearly all the everyday ei]meuts of life come from poor or watery land, and it is because Dr. Williams' Pink Pills make new blood that they cure anaemia, indi- gestion, headaches, sideaehcg and back- aches, rheumatism, neural:ria, general weakness and the ailments that ,growing girls and women do not like to talk about, even to their doctors. If you are weak, sick or ailing, no other medicine will cure you so quickly to Dr. Wil- liama' Pink Pills. Sold by all 'medicine .Ic:alers or by mail at 53 cent„ a box nr six boxes int- $ .50 from the Dr. Wil- liains Medicine Co.. Brockville, Ont. "You both kept your secret well, by .long ago whispered forgiveness for a Jove! said the other, in the same low husband's sin, soothed now the old man's tone. "And she, pour girl, At' a cost of remorseful grief --a ministering angel in which I verily believe she has kept you in ignorance—unless you are a greater scamp than I ever dreamed of !" "What do you mean, Frank?" The haughty blood leaped to his bronzed cheek, the dark eyes met Ad- dison's straight. "No—you don't 4tni r;'.thought not. Well, when she left Mainers" (he told Nell himself) "she let izim believe, as she did us, that she ' had been cruelly wronged—she refused to answer any question—said she had no certificate to show—" "Death'. I never knew this!" said Falconer, with such a passionate start that Frank touched him. "I have the lines! My poor darling! why, why did she not say, at least, that she Was wed- ded wife? You would have believed her.' "We should have believed—as eve d,d —anything except that had done wrong," was the auswer. "Jove! you are a lucky man to have won such a woman as that!" Who knew that better than the man who loved her, and owed her every- thing. It was quite three o'clock when the little party broke up for a few hours' rest; St. Maur showing the guests to rooms hastily made, in some sort, ready by the housekeeper. Then he went back to the dining -room. What a night it had been! What more was to come—the sentence of disin- heritance? His wife was still sitting• in a low seat; his uncle in his armchair by the fireless hearth. "Come here, Falconer," said the eld- er man. He came to the mautel-piece, and stood leaning lightly against • it. "You know what I told you when you came of age?" very truth—woman's noblest most Hea- ven-sent mission! CHAPTER :LI. There was so much to be done and thought of that day, that there was little room for individual joy or troubles. "To provide bread atone for such a young garrison unexpectedly was no joke," Fele said, laughing, as he and hie wife left their. room before eight. But Mrs. Cook rose to the occasion with true greatness of soul, for she had packed off the groom with the wagon- ette to the town to requisition bakers' and such other necessaries as she need- ed, and she had no lark of help, for soldiers and sailors are always ready, handy, and gond-natured !n emergency; and before nine plenty of breakfast was on board. upstairs and down. the pris- oners, thirty in number, being supplied with bread and milk. The next thing was to send informa- tion to the police, and handl over the rioters to the majesty of the law. St. .Maur himself rade over to ledge infor- mation, as being the principal party and witness concerned. "Then just order my horse too, please, Falconer," said Addison. "for I'll take train at once to Nest Bill, to relieve my :Cell's anxiety; so I'll hear you com- pany to the station." "Do; and ask Helen to kindly send on my wife's traps. for 1 can't spar,' her again," dropping his hazed on her shoul- der as she stood beside them outside the npan window. "Clive my adoration to Helen, and --" (To be continued.) "And scarcely two years later you dis- obeyed the only one command I have ever laid upon you? "Yes," he said again. "And I am ready to accept the penalty. I had the right of every man, to live and wed— you have the right over your own pro- perty. But, at least, when you know all that she is to me --all she has done for one so utterly undeserving you may perhaps, forgive her for being—her mo- ther's child!" "AB. she has done—you inean to- night? No ! I shall never forget that!" 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