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The Herald, 1910-11-11, Page 7here'Ware 4 1.1k Al. •t tx. 3 a5 sY )x' i ifiC rub YntkViA 1"£'tu6 it fie '1St 36".;f, ri �In tt, Ftl) (w•f';°' 1.4,01.,„''a 0#COir/xy4,1,, • ; *emote e.r, eureetst, es ea : .A voice at her elbow aroused her. "Have you made up your mind to go no further, Miss Joan?" said Lord Jiars, and he leant against the Indus - :trade, looking not at the hall, but at • her face, with its thoughtful, dreamy lovelinosu. "1--1 beg your pardon!" she said. "Yes, 1 am coming, How beautiful it all is!" "You admire - it?" he said, slowly. "Don't hurry! The rest have found their way into 'my lady's boudoir,' 'and •are going into eestaciee • over the hang- ings and the rosewood. furniture. But this," and be waved his hand downward, "is worth them all" There was a touch fo sudden gravity in his voice that caused Joan to look up at him. "1 was beginninng to think that you didn't care anything at all for it." "Because I didn't wear my heart on my sleeve for Jaws to peck at," he said, just glancing in the direction the others had gone. "Ah I thought you would have read me better," he added, with a gentle reproach. Joan looked down underneath his in- tense gaze. "There is not a room, not a step we have taken that has not touched me," he went on. in a low voice, "I feel tike the prince in the story, the prince who made his way into the palace of the Sleeping Beauty, and expect every mo- ment to find the whole place spring up into life and action" Joan smiled. " ITut the charm Chas to be perforated„ the mystic kiss which aroused the whole from sleep." "Yes," said Joan, innocently; "but you have to find the Sleeping Beauty." He looked at her for a second in si- lenee, then he said: "True! There is no ,Sleeping Beauty there;" :end he laid stress on the "sleep- ing" that would have brought a flush to the face of most women, but Joan moved on all unconscious. ":1 haven't the least idea where they have gone," he said; carelessly, and displaying no eagerness to discover. "1 Will call to them," said Joan. "And wake the echoes of the past!" he said, smiling. "No, let us see if we can find them; they went in this direction," and he went clown the stairs. At the bottom they found themselves opposite a, door leading to a small quad- rangle, in which was a square of velvety - t.urf;, a sun dial stood at one corner and some stone seats. "An old bowling green," he said. "Is it large enough for tennis, I wonder?" • "Oh, ,yes," said Joan. 'aI`hen perhaps. some day we shall see the net across and the balls flying over, \v le knows?" he said. "Let us sit down for a minute Cir two, slhall we?" Joan hesitated. "The 'others- ----" she began. "Axe amusing themselves, no doubt," he finished for her, and led her to one of the seats. As he stood beside her, bending over her, a word of passionate longing trem- bled on his lips, and might have been ut- tered, but just then the rest of the party i appeared ie the doorway. Ile e.traighteneil himself with a sudden start, almost like that of a man starting back from a precipice, and turned to greet them. "You have Found us. then," he said, "Yee, at last," responded Julia, trying to look pleasant. "Where have you been ' We have been all over the house for you!" and her eyes glared upon Joan sharply. "WO found the inspection rather ex- haneting and took a rest," he said. quietly. "But we are refreshed and ready to resume, are we not, Miss Joan?" Ji*n got up, her eyes downeast under the spiteful glances bent upon her, and they re-entered the house. "Now, then, Mr. Craddock. where is this slitter• of rooms you were talking nbont?' ' ",iusl, here, my lord; the windows look Writ upon this greases plot," and he opened a door and ushered theist into a small li- brary. it was dimly lighted, and looked as un - eared for as the rest of the house, but there wan, t he ashes of a fire in the grate, and the table was strewn with books end pieces of torn paper, "Tilte is one of the rooms the late earl occupied when be was here last, my lord," he said; "Lhe dining -room is be- yond, and there are a bedroom and a dressing•roc•m. This way," and he led them through the suite. Lord 'Villiers went to the window and opened it. Ae iia olid so he saw that the dust had been displaced on the table and else- where, and he remelted: "Seine .one has been here lately, it ap- pears." "No, my lord," said the caretaker, dropping ;i eurtsey. "No one has been here since my lord and earl died. Mr. ('raddoele kept the key and forbid us to enter heree----' Mr, Craddock looked up sharply' "(mito right," he said. "I dusted the table as 1 ranee in, my lord, to save the 1adiee' dresses," and he bowed and grin- ned.• "Everything is just as the earl left it." "And here is the• chair he sat in," said the eolonel, lowering his voice. ":Here's the newspaper, and. his pen and ink, just as if it had been used - yesterday, by George!" Joan looked round with' a little thrill, and as she did so noticed that Mr. Crud dock's sharp little elite of 'eyes were wandering here and there as if searching for something furtively. you have the roosts entiredy re- decorated, my lord?" he asked. "N o," said Lord Viliars; "just have them cleaned and some of the old furni- ture •replaced. What is that door there —a cupboard, or another room?" "A cupboard, Iny lord; the earl kept his papers there." ":Have you the key?" Lord. Villiers asked. Mr, Craddock examined the bunch with with a fine air of uncertainty. "I'm sure I don't know, my lord. Prob- ably," he said. "This may be it, Shall I open it?" "Lord Villiers nodded, and the old man tried some of the keys; the party look- ed on with faint interest, and Lord Vil- liers pointed out the view to Joan. "It must be pleasant here on a sum- Iner's day," lte said. "011e can get a view of the sea from this end of the win- dow." Thee, as she went and looked where he pointed, he :.dded in a low voice. "And the terrace! Dou you see where you and I sat the other night, Miss Joan?" Joan blushed, but said nothing, and presently Mr. Craddock's creaky voice broke in upon the chatter of the two girl*. liby cottatckls atctrscoulees. cures colds. heals the throat add hzwisl 23 cents. CHAPTER X. "I've opened it, my lord," he said. Lord Villiars walked to the door. "There does not appear to be anything to repay you for your trouble, Mr. Crad- dock," he remarked. "It is empty, isn't it? Stop, what is that leaning at the end there? Bring it out, please?" Mr. Craddock entered and took out a wooden ease, about a yard square and six inches deep. It was painted black, and was fitted with a lock. "Mysterious, by George!' said the col- onel, surveying it through his eyeglass; the two girls murmured curiously,. and .Toon, from her place in the window, turned round to see what had happened. "Is it locked?" asked Lord Villiers. "Yes, my lord," replied Mr. Craddock. "Perhaps you have the key on there" The old man, off his guard for a mo- ment, shook Itis head, and' then went through the form of searching thebuneh, "No, my lord; but-Icould easily open it; it's a plaything •of n lock." Lord Villiers sent for a chisel, and handing it to Joan, asked her to open. the mysterious box. .Than did us site was slight lock gave way, "Open the doors," he said, "and let us see what we have found." With a momentary hesitation Joan drew the doors back and disclosed the portrait of a young girl. An exclamation of surprise broke from the group, and was instantly followed by a low murmur of admiration. The face was of unusual beauty, al- most a perfect oval, with soft gray eyes and delicate mouth. A loafs of rich chestnut hair fell low in lovely tendrills upon the white forehead and seemed to light up the whole face. Mr. Craddock uttered a croak—it al- most seemed of relief. "It's the portrait of 'my lady, the countess" he said, WAS DP AGAINST A HARD: COMBINATION But Dodd's Kidney Pills Varl- gluishecl •Them All. Sundridge Man Suffering, From Gravel, Diabetes and Dropsy Finds An Easy and °ompiete Cure. Sundridge, Ont, iov. 7.—(especial) -- Gravel, Diabetes and Dropsy ui'e a ter rle eorubinatiolt for onuo av Itibmeans taut hie' 1lS11 ise intast thetograth'c,te. danger, unless like ,George Vanhoueer, :t well-known. resident )f ttmi' plum )le finds the simple ant natural cid., hese is the story of Mr. Vanhooscr teal;, t'i d all his neighbors know every word of it is true: "`I had pains' 1;; my bade an'] a -r .-s the loins, My stomach would sty, ll, I was constipated, and 1 had sharp tatting pains in the bladder, withal made me sure that 1 was suffering from the tzr- rible Gravel. The doctor attended arcs but I kept getting worm; every day. "Others had told the of the great geed Dodd's Kidney Pills had. don.' them 01.1 1 determined to try diem. Six boxes made a new man of me. Gravel. Dropsy and Diabetes are en either Kidney Diretses or are emoted by diseased Kidneys. The easy and , , ; ,ir,l l way to euro thein is to tree I)o1•l'•; meat, ney Pills. Ibay never fail to cu:c ,.r:y form of Kidney Disease. bid, and the , "Wait a momentlie s dd. "YouRACKINGPAINS have not. tteked nm Ings at, the Weld." "I hope you tike them," she as low voice. "Well, yes," he ettid. "Why slid you id in a OF RHEUMATISM not clime to call with the others?„ "1" t)h, 1 eever cull anywhere," she "id. hurriedly. "You can ese Lundy Light tram here." " : `• "1 wee coming no to the 1?1111,4 to itt- claire after you;" lire said, disrngarding h,untiy light Altogether. .roan vias silent. t a t t 11 t that f have hung Can Only Be Cured Through the Blood --Try Dr. Williams' Pinii Pills, Which. Ai d: l3ireetiy On the Blood. in P n e eon i • your portreit in the gallery:" ' try portrait!" "Yee, It ie. "• 111r .-to me .it k time im- aeP of you," he ohe. Every Moment the passion, which he had flattered himself he had been :stamping under fool., teas rising end getting the'better of hint. "I speu,l hours nightly looking at it" •it ie not like me. really," said Joan, •trying to speak lightly. "It is the image of yon." he said; "tete same bealtt;fol eyes and red -golden 1111 :' "My hair is red, certainly." she said, feeing a laugh. "11. is 0 golden red, but. we won't quar- rel over that. It is golden to me -1 3)a l see the gold in it now." She put up her Mance and bruebed the tyilii tendrils from her forehead. "It le getting late," she said. "1 must go back," "We will go ?hen." he t•ep110d, ""Why ere yens in Sell a hurry t•1 get Dome? .13)03),. I 11 711 a:ir:id it is but it joyless home flit you:" She laughed sadly. Some truths are Leo palpable feu. denial. .butt, who ought to have such a lov- it:g Monte," he said, looking at her earn- estle, "who would make smelt a loving horse. :T000, look at rue':", She turned Iter face: to him Jowly, re- luctantly. "1 eau senree•ly see'," les solid. corning nearer; "bet 1 think your feee looks paler tbaul it lila a week ego. ATP they unkind to you there at the Ellet,.," Site bit her lip; and turned her ryes away front hint. "I guessed as 'math." he said, almost fiercely. "They are like tate swine to whom heaven cast the pearl. Joan--" lee paused a moment and drew nearer to eters �hc: noticed the simple ".Joan," and tyoulcl have shrunk front hien. but site seemed. ilt('apabit', e)f movement. "Joan, 1 have been thinking of you dt]ly, hourly, this last week! I have been tryiugg to realize what your life is. 31 must be harder even than I pictured it. It must net 'continue. Yon must not stay there. Joan!" '31 its t --nu t- stay!" she said, wonder - "No," he said, ihs breath coaling and going in short. quick ,jerks. "Not You have borne too much too long already. Joan, 1 love you!" Before she k new it, itis arm was around her, and her Mead Upon his breast. .1.+or aveund she surrendered herself, for a second she yiel led to the paradise that opened to her; then, with an efurt, she drew away front hint. -1 lute you, ,loan!" he said, almost fierecly, "I have loved you sittc'e that sight we ,ll:'t 1tiget her in the moonlight. Juan, tell me. du you love 1110 dors were Cleaned and made preeeata.ble. At the end of the week, melt to the excitement of the people of 1)eeretnnbe, the earl came down front London and took up his abode in the house of his ancestors. Ifs came without anything in the shape of a retinue, unless his valet and n couple of grootus could be so described, and without any fuss. For a day or two he remained within the Wold grounds, sometimes valuate:tf- ing•to see the visitors who poured upon him, but more frequently declaring that he was not at home. Occasionally the stalwart figure of the Earl of Villiers would ba s'e.t lounging down the steep village street;, or stand- ing on the beach watching the fishing boats going out or coming in; but al- though always prompt to return the re- speetful greetings of those who carne across his path, he did not invite con- versation. No one guessed that the great earl was in the throes of a virtuous resolu- tion. And that resolution was one to the effect that he would not see any more of Joan Ormsby. Inch by inch, itnpereeptably at first, she had crept nearer to his heart. So near that once, as he remenibered too vividly, be hull aimoet uttered the :words which would have• hound itim to her for life. and 'Lord 'Mare. did not want to bind himaeit So the week passed. Lord S il]ars nurs- ing his virtuous resolution. while chaf- ing against it; ,roan keeping close to the house, in dread that she ahonh•1 meet him; and elicit, meantime, thinking daily; hourly, of the hoar. On the evening of the eighth tiny .Teem was sitting at the window, looking at the sea. A fresh, temptine breeze blew in eltd the gulls, as they whirled past with their shrill ery. seemed to invite her to juin teas the dreauling'? them in their flight. I For a nonneut the heavy sky seemed With a sudden-resnIutien she got her to part, and a light 11101 "never shone hat and the old frieze cloak, and went on land or sea" shone night into her softly don'ustaire and out of the lumee. moment or two site stood lnok- Lord Villiers stood' looking over in si- Ience for a moment, then he started, and hid; gaze travelled quickly from the picture to Joan's lovely face rapt in dreamy thoughtfulness. As he did so, the sharp little eyes of Mr. Craddock shot in the same direction with a eiirious, puzzled and startled ex- pression. Joan became conscious of their dead gaze and looked up. Lord Villiers smiled gravely. "We have discovered a portrait of the lost countess," he said, "tend that of Hiss ,loan at the sante time." "Joan's!" ecltoeu the two girls, with displeased surprise. `"Why--" then they both stopped short, for, looking from the pictured key to that of the fair liv- ing one opposite, evert they could not deny the resemblance. Joan stood paling and flushing in turn, her eyes fixed on the portrait. "Was it really like her?" she thought; then she was inclined to smile. 'She like that lovely picture!" "It is Miss ,loan's reflection!" said Lord Villiers, with quiet decision. "It is very strange." "I')l put it back, my lord," saki Mr. Craddock, stretclming out his pair of claws. "Yes, put it back and lock the door, Mr. Craddock," said Lord Villiars. "It shall go back into its place in the gal- lery. (sive inc the key of the door, please" "Yes, my lord,"' responded Mr. Crad- dock, and be began to fumble at the ring upon which the keys Were strung. "Presently will do," said Lord Villiers,"Let us go bade into time sunlight. Have these rooms prepared at once, I' shall come down in a week's time."ar 3)0 ae * * When an oarl, possessed of two mil- lions sterling, expresses a wish, it is generally gratified. Within a week the suite of rooms which Lord Villiers had chosen were made fit .for bitnl and, and, n addition, the great hall and the eorri' ltlieltmati,tin will tack you just as twig es there is acid in the blood to cause rhettulatistu, 'That's the whole trouble --- acid in the blood. Oold, damp weather may start the pains going, but it is not the cause. That is rooted i3) the blood and can only be cured through. the blood. years ago whenntedieal seienee . did not Icruw 115 11111011 about time complaint as to -day. thematic sufferers were given something to rub on the swollen tender joints. Some people who do not' know any better still adhere to the old fashioned tray, bat it does not cure their rheumatism-m---and'neveer will, When the acid is driven from the Mluoct the rheumatism is gone -- it's cared. The tiring 15 -to get the light medicine' to drive the acid out, 1)r. \l tlliaut Pink Pills have cured more ('*SPS of rheumatism than' any other disease except anaemia. They do this beeauee they enrieli the blodd supply, time toning .up time system to a point where the rheumatic acid is expelled through the natural chan- nels and the trouble disappears. They were intended to do this and they do it thoroughly, .\Lr. Henry O'Donoghue, Viscount, Sask., sap: "About four years ago 1 cahere re from Seotland for the purpose of taking up land. Even at so recent a date as this the country was quite different from what it is to -day. Then the nearcet shack to ale was ten miles distant. and the nearest town much further away. In those days homestead- ing was not all sunshine, and in the spring of 11.107 1 contraeted a severe cold. I had never been sick in limy life before, and paid no attention to the cold, and almost before 1 realized it I was down with an attack of pleurisy and 119 the pains of this trouble began to leave me those of rheumatism set in, and my sufferings were somewhat terrible. help was sent for, but it did 1me no good, nor did the medicine given me have any effect, and for five months 1. was confined to the house. Then one day 1 had an unexpeeted visit from my brother, who came from Aus- tralia, and whom had not seen for nine years. Wheat he sate my condition he at once urged me to get Dr. Williams' Pink rifts, as he knew a number of cases in which they had made marvellous cures in Australia. The result was he went to town and purchased six boxes, and be- fore I had used the last box 1 was omit working with lay oxen, and am now as healthy as any plan in the province. Ira this 1 must thank the ,Pills and my brother's e.dviee, and 1 strongly recom- mend the Pillu to other rheumatic suf- ferer,." Sold by ell medicine dealers or by mail at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50, frunl The Dr. Williams' Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. well enough to east your lot with Ville?" ( I3:\tI' "i:R NI. "1 Jove you! 1/o you love sae well enough to rant your lot with urine?" lbul he maleutunttlttrt'd tete wordy, or or e ing out at the sea h1'eeking with blind fury against the rocks far away beneath her; then slue sped on to her f•,verite Placa, a wild, eerie nook in the cliffs. She reael,eal the nook, and with a laugh of defiance to the w'n•l, threw back her hood to gat the full benefit of the breeze. when suddenly a stalwart fig- ure rose from the rough-hewn seat and spoke her name. She started, a thrill, of mingled joy and alarm running through her. She knew the voice only too well. It was Lord Villiers. "Miss ,roan," be said, and there was a strange tone of exhilaration and satin- factioo in the word, "is it really you, or only a vision of you, on such a night?" "Yes. What a lovely night! 1 calve up here to get a breath of mini. T ant going heck naw" she said, hurriedly, her heart beating fast. • 3)i tiv;rnrsei.,art+mtc,tNt. ,, ,.t :u•,us.,v'ovN,v Kills . Bone 3pavlti Rich Valley, Alta, May t0th.111100 "I have used your Spavin Cure for a long time and would not be without it. have killed a Bone Spat•iu by its use." 01,1; CARI,SON. That tolls the whole story. And hundreds of thousands Have had the same experience it) the past 40 years. For Spavin, Itl1!1;bene, Curb, Splint, Swellings and ail Lameness, Ir:eudall's Spavin Cure cures the trouble -slakes the host,e sound and well -anti saves motley tor the owner because it retnoves the cause of flat trouble, Beep a bottle always at hand- $1 ore for $4. Good forntatt itad beast, Astc your dealer for free copy of our look "A t'reatlse On The Morse" or write us. Oft. a J. gEND,ti,L CO..Enasbdrg Falk, Vt. ,ng young sous. It was the firer time that .Toon ever heard a than tell her he loved her. It ryas the first time the universal god. shack upon the panel, of the doorway of her heart, and a tvilcl tt'ntult filled her being, a tumult so rapturous that it was aloin to fear. "Joan, I lave you!" he n1111'nllired 0.1031n, so low that his voh'e seetned to be hurtle upon the wings of the wind and straight to her iteat't. "I love your Have you ltuthing to s:ly to me? Have 1 friglitetled you? Forgive tae, dearest; 1 diel not )wean to do so, 1' " Ile paused, for the thought flashed on hum that he lm:ul not meant to speak at all. '•i would rather die than frighten you, Juan! Bat holy rutted T help speaking, meeting you h::' t'1i:. eo solitary, alone, and tIOendle-,s:'" she Nueva. "It )vas pity, thee'" she ,just hreailt„d, so quietly that he had to bend forlt'ar(t eagerly to catch the words, "Pity?" he laughed, "No, Joan; it was love! 1 cru not a schoolboy! 1 know 111V 0•d1 hearal It wee, it is— love! 1 love you Ila dearly, as fondly, as paeeionalely as 0 man can love! Joan, will you tray and love nut in return? Ion will not steal 3)'y heart and keep yours locked fait front me!" His hand tighte,ted ,1n hers, and he drew her closer. " 1,,:•:1, will yon not speak to me? Why ere you e') silent? Why d' you look at the seem:' Leta: et ale, th':)rest---one look, :loan! a'", 1 ,8,1)1 waiting!" She turned her ey s. w::h a sweet, half-doubtfuh expression i3) them, upon - :mu ,'1 t moment, and the glance made the bin:xl leap in ]tis veins. "Well!" 1i eagerly, al.tnost fear- fully. "SVha tt.:I 3011 say to tae, Joel? I say to you, ' I ;ole you :' I ask yott if yea , t n ~ DO 2o111 rc 1110, Joan " 11e persisted, ., , VUie., leaking musk of her mune. Time Saha.leek of trouble came into her cite' ante grew more dietillrt. "I do r"a know," alma breathed, as if communing with herself. • "Yon do not know?'" he said, dratviug a long btk'lh Alt! how can 1 teach you to kuov, n? L.:xitelt to me. Du you know why I know I love you?" "Tell ate,' she whispered, not to him, but - still to the sea. "This way, dearest," he responded, slowly, impressively. "Because when I saw you first that night on the ter- race, when you turned your face up to mine in the moonlight, my heart seemed ti, 'cap within lire; and it was as if I had known you for years, and yet tad been searching the wide world for you 1 Because when you had gone all the beauty of the night seemed to go with you and leave me cold and lonely. Be- cause from that hour your beautiful race haunted me awake or asleep, floated be- side me by day and hovered ovor re at night! Because, Joan, I feel that if you send me from you, T shall have lost all the joy that life can hold, and this life will be no longer worth living. Timis is why 1 know that I love you!" (To be Continued.) ib,, 1' he throat stops Lcouhinds. cures -co123 cents. CJI i E}tlNG 11' Tei l? to )`IDE. ( 'Oa) "Remember, Henry." said the hunter who had tirraugt'd with the guide. "we're not hiring yon ---you're simply one et our party." "What's on your mind:?" in'Inired the guide. 'Well, you see, !n 01 AO anything hap- pens, we don't want to he troubled with this new employers' liability late," ad- mitted the cautious hunter, "Do yon think airships could be used effectively in warfare?" 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