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ar iery
tl\l.i:• ruau'w.•thanks, Ui•. Stuart, 'end-
heaven
ant'lheaven bless you, oir, East are Very good
to 'me,",.•
Tears rolled down leers. Morris' pale
fare, send. tete. young squire turned away
with :t sudden expression of sorrow. At
the door lie hesitated fur a minute, then
'said hurriedly:
"j. shall .walk a ULtb way along Lin -
ten's Lane, Mrs. illorrie. 1 wantJu ask
Mszrgery ,about Bright's erops."
"Ay,;,•tlo, sixes" replied file sick woman
weeialy; "see will be• rare glad to see
you." :. ,
ear, Qroehieeetrode down the path, and
let the gate se•ing behind him. He
turned to the right,' and walked quickly
along in the glaring heat, 'with his eyes
fixed in an almost eager way on the
long straight road before him. Away
in the .distance appeared an object—a
patch of something pink moving very
slowly toward him. His pace increased,
'rhe distance lessened'bttweee this ob-
Deet and himself, andegiraduiilly the pink
patch melted intotlit•,Seti der form of a
gerle her hent head .covftee(1,with e. flap-
p'sn!;1' white, sun=bonnet, ,a• _email basket
ota her right erns ,andoe 'book between
lideetwitaiLtle brown hands. Stu, came on
tie y.eiowly; apparently the heat had no
r feet ,)n her,. although the sun was
'heating on her with scorching force. Mr.
t`roeb.e slaekened his pace as they
drew nearer, and at last came to a
Stave-etilL • The girl was so deeply ab-
ru'rbed in her book that she was mia-
wnie•"e.f his presence till, looking up sud-
denIy, she saw • hint jnat in frontof her.
The hoar_ efropped, a flush of color
mantled her clear transparent fact, and
re loot; of intense pleasure shone in her
• ;rent oine eyes.
, " hire. , Stuart e Olt, how you startled
• ntr. t ' •
"liid f, \luigery?" returned Stuart,
retuoi:i, ,, lits felt hat and grasping he's
.;hand firmly. "\What areyfa11 wade of:
. °i au nest alie a salamander to live in
?lhisi Beat: yet here you are walking
• along es iL'it were in Iceland; and you
look .s. enol as"—hesitating for a simile
"as et encumber."
"Oh,' 4. dgn't mind a tittle sunshine!"
nand the girl, with a slightly'iontemptu-
s>us earl of hor short upper hp. "in fact,
1 don;et feel it. But where are you go-
ing, 1\°]. Stuart': Have you seen nioth-
er?4' -
"'YPs," replied the young man. turning
• 'tee do her and taking the basket from
her rum. "She told me yon had gone to
Brtgbt't: farm, and 1 ani anxious to
krow slow his crops; are."
"He -s grumbling, of course," Margery
ease; "hut 1 fancy he is on'the
'whole well. satisfied."
Their eyes met, and thuay both burst
into ae merry fit of laugliLer.
"'Yoe don't care at bit about the crops
a ' yertr allow' you don't!" remarked Mar-
e ger S., rwerely, as she tried to banish
the, merriment from the corners of her
n'ie ltj:.
strietly between ourselves, I
;don't.' It is a fearful confession for a
farm -owner to make, but it is the
truth:'
".rele i aur glad you do tell the truth
se.rnefatneai" said the girl. with a bright
gineee trent her glorious eyes.
';s'e.a must he a witch m' some sort of
feiree Stuart det'lared. sudernly, "for
pre'tstr attiou, let: alone untruths always
fails Wimp. 1 meet you."
kir Was .watching her with intense
earneetneese enjoying the tweet witelr-
e'ry dt iter lleauty. 'For she was beauti-
ft:l; tet form Was so slender and lithe;
every emb, from the tiny feet in the
r•>r;ge •nnntry shoes which could not
hid their daintiness, to the small deli -
t, -,1 t ly .•haped bands, browned and tan-
eee as they were, spoke of grace and
1nve!eores. Jler head hrtd a sort - of Ina
p•'no):e menage that made the simple
cotton gown appear a queenly robe, and
the lame beneath the flapping sun -bonnet
wars *bite to inthrel lit sterner man than
etua.rt c roshrc "J'he complexion of pale
resat» white which even the sun could
sant ilea„ to. a Warmer shade, the sweet
rest' • .re out h. tli.ee• gr!'att \condroes eyes
f; h•po! -'with long dark lashes, and the
items; 'a l rudt:y medeti curie that twined
p.n:es the brow and delicate throat
wee.`, 1:et a few of the attractions that
±iergery possessed. One of her greatest
(Moyne was the simplicity and unaffect-
teenees of her manner; perhaps it was
tlree oe yet none had whispered flattery
iso Irer hell -like ear, none had tried to
%weer *sway her girlish frankness and
,vat:* el .lness by adulation and endue
;elm,ion. But 'Margery never seemed
• to. thee:. she possessed beauty, nor even
iiia' -teat beauty,vas such as a queen
neee t sigh for. She found more pleas -
tare reesing the hay, romping with
that +,' .idr'en, or, in quieter moods, div-
i:rg, .1.t„ her books than in posing before
Iter 'mirror; aril she was quite ancon•
scions of . the • exact meaning of Stuart
CSrosbie's eyes, wltie11 filled 'with. a fire
of admiration end ecstasy whenever
they•rested ether, .
:Now," she said lightly, turning her
look round and round in lx,r hands after
they had been eonvertdair for several
minute„ "since I aur a fairy, I shall get
this question answered. • Why did 1fr.
Stuart take such a long walk ie the
'broiling sun which does affect hint if he
does not care a scrap about Farmer
Bright's crops?"
"'Ashy':" echoed the young men. "'tV lty,
to meet •you, Stier/eery!"
"Oh, how kind of you!" she re—tutted
quietly; then, looking up wit!t a -smile,
elle added, "Come. now --I shall 'vigil to
doubt my power. What—"
"Ent that is the real downri;itt limi-
est truth. I told Airs. Morris FL etas
to ask about the crops, but I tell you
the truth"
"And why could you not tell mother
the truth,' she asked quickly—'why
not say you wanted to see me? She
would have been honored at such a
thought." •
Stuart Crosbie bit his tip. Isis 1•rnw
elonded for it second, Bien he nuswt:sed
quietly:
+'Yes, you are quite emits, tMarx,ry,
1 ought to have said so. Wilt, envier
mind --I will nest time. Ave now tell
Me what you have been doing e1! this
ages What is that book:"
•''The Mill on the .Floss' ''l *riling it
out.
"lium! Looks dry --is it?"
"Dry!" exclaimed 'Margery. `'O1+ it
is so beautiful! Have you never read
it?" ,e ,i44 0i4
"L hardly think so," confessed the
young squire. "I will look it out in
the library when 1 get back, anis dig into
it to -night, when 1 am smoking."
"Mie: Lawson doesn't approve of
story books," said Margery; "but I ant
not so stric."
"And how' are you getting on?"
"Olt, all right! 1 aw deep in German
just now. I speak 1h•eech every day
when I go to the rectory. t want to be
perfect by the time her ladyship comes
back. Mother has told me all about her
kindness to me. 1 can scarcely remem-
ber her when she went away, but she
must. be mice."
"Nivel" exelnimed Mr. Crosbie. `She
is a brick --a million times too good
`for ,that old curmudgeon Sir Hubert!"
"Nes one seems to like hint," Margery
remarked thoughtfully ----her face had
grown almost sad; "but, mother is never
tired of telling me all about Lady Con-
ingham--how aha tool:, me when 1 was
a baby, and my poor dear real mother
-was. kilted. and pert nee with mother
Morris. I tun not very old, Mr. Stuart,
but I feel 1 can never repay her lady-
ship all she has done for rue. Sometimes
I seem to have a faint misty reeolleetion
of the days when 1 first earno here, and.
I can see a face that was- oh, so pretty
and kind!"
"My mother always sap C':itherinc
C'0nine•ham was very beautiful," Stuart
FARAH
TELLS
11 STORY
Found a cti.ire for all.: her ills
in Dotids'•Kidney': Pills.
She Was Tired, ertiorn.out • and Ner-
vous, and Suffered From Rheuma-
tism, but Two 'Boxes of •Dood's
Kidney Pills (lured Her.
liawtuurae, oat., June 6.--(Speciale—
Mrs.
.- (Special.)—
Mrs. T. U. Alexander, wife of a well•
renown farxuer living near here, adds her
testimony to that of Lbe tixuusaixde who
have learned from their own experience
tli.at 1)udd's Kidney:•.fills• cure. Kidney
1)ieease,
".l suffered for twelve years" airs.
.ile:iauder says). ":sly back ached, lay
eltep was broken and unr•'efeeehiug. 1
was nervous and tired and I was trou-
bled with heart fluttering*. Rheumatism
(teleloped and adtted to my suffering.
wan hi a very run•dowri, worn-out
euudition when. 1 started to use leteld'e
Kidney .Pills, but .1 am thankful to say
they gave me relief almost from the
first Two boxes tiniest me completely."
• I)odd's Kidney Pills cure the Kidney:'.
Cured Kidneys mean that ell impurities
are strained out of the blood. 'l'ltat
means pure blood alt neer' the body and
the banishment of that tired, heavy feel-
ing and those pains and aches that Mi -
.:ewe blood twinge.
Mete -leer proud eoltlne3•ri was new, and 'OW T'•^' TREAT•
`,herefore, a delightful experience; but �''
alter awhile societ\ grew »'ee'ry•of her
� ,�)
antoinatie ways, The .season jute; ended
had been a lesson to her. Site saw her-
self deserted, and her ponpei' slip from
her; and, as this truth mine home, she
woke, suddenly from her dreams. . and
realized that something more was ex-
peeLed of tits,). if site would still nem;as (jlle:er1,
L ails ('barrens little guessed the
workings of her daughter's mind. She
had grown to eousidar Vitno acs a price d a greasy less jewel which Must be ear trully h ld 't d
wetiched eareft1ty tended and txouctht ten.,.;.." worm because the grease
broug'"ht.'At first: faun wax e, great suo-
Left a clump of smaller wood -growth,
p
touched with every tint of green. From
beneath, the scent of many ae flower was
borne onethe alt send wafted to her,
bringing with lig fragrance a some of
purity and delieaey that was utterly
wanting to the faint odors that hung
round the costly grass bottles her maid
yce, placing on the toilet -table.
S 1 5tnffl1 Uri tor Sore Chest
The mistress of the dainty apartment
was leaning against the open window
deep in thought. She vra4 tall and slight.
with a face of delicate loveliness and
charm, albeit spoilt'rX' little by a sli"tit
expression of `ndifference and discon-
tent. She had hair of .the warm brown
shade peculiar to Englishwomen; her
eyes were large, of a clear but rather
eold blue; her mouth- WIL3 small and well
shaped, disclosing white, even teeth when
her lips parted. There was an easy grace-
ful nonchalance about her carriage; and,
without being a strictly beautiful fig-
ure, Vane Charteris haef an indexes ibnble
air of hauteur in the's;ope of her should-
ers a.nd well -poised head that put to
shame many a rivet better favored by
nature, Her eyes were fixed at this in-
stant on the figure of a young man
walking quickly across the lawn to .the
house, followed b, half,% dozen dog -i. Ile
was by no means eimisetsant to book up-
on; and so thought 'sus cousin, for she
watched him with evident attention and
interest.
"My squire of'Ciosbimpleases me," she
murmured, inov_i ngr langttrdly from the
'window;"for: •0*.tio4,14,mxna.Iltas .shawls
discr•irliitt5ti.:in w t I Weelely , wisdom.
She seated hens It at the glass, and
let her maid unpin ter.tluxuriant tresses
till they fell npon the "folds of her pink
silk wrapper in glorious' profusion. Vann
Miliaria 'hati been out' wo years. 'Wor-
.
'Wor-
shiped from .ice cradle" ley her )veal: Nei -
slowed mother, she led entered society's
world haughty, in,lifferent and selfish.
'Greasy Ointments of No Use—The
'trouble Must be Cured Through
.
the stood.
Jt is not a good thing for 'people
with a tendency to have pimples and,
blotchy complexioxx to *wear them•.
wive with rreas oiutments a.iid
'such things. tri fact t ey oou n o
for. She judged the .gir'l's enure to be 1 cl•)) the pores} of the skin making
one of the highrnM,-.,e,n:l,tning true Char•
teris pride with utter it-Molenee. Paws'itV
the mother had felt a teach of 'le? v.
tion when she saw girl. far below her
child in beauty rued nobly and elle, ),•:t
she love Vane as her life, and regret
was banished in the pleasure of her pre-
sence.
This was the first visit of the bea•.t-
tiful Miss Charteris to Crosbie Casts'.
Hitherto she had contented herself with
meeting her uncle and her aunt
in ' London; but this) year the
030011 seized tier to %twee t. their oft -re•
potted invitation incl spend rt. few weeks
in their country home. :she had heard
much of her Cousin Stuart, but had.
never seen him since her childhood as
during the past two years be had been
travelling, and before that tire: she had
never left the eeetuel:1z of her sclrool-
rt' o m.
Sore with the knowledge of her social
faihtre, dissatisfied with her tuuther,
herself, aucl everybody. Vane had -sunk
into a morbid, depressed state. :she left
town without a sigh ethoug:t, when she
enntrasted this journey with her migra-
tion of the former season, elle might
have given vent to elle, for itaetead of
hearty farewells end expressiuna of ro-
aret, she ws n gl :ted, :lave by her
maid arad her nrfitlltr). atld actually rat
a thrill of geniiale pleasure e.3 she bo\vJ-
ed through the country ten's and drank
in the sweetness, of the air. She stirs
mane. hurried get:tees at her eounin tier-
ing t.be drive ---air. Crosbie lied reaeheit
the station in Lite nick of finis—and
It and Imrself agreeing with the aft-te-
peatett praises her mother shad sung con-
ecrning Wm. '.There was a reanlinees, a
franknese, an absence of sedf•cenaiiond-
neas and conceit atom, Stuart. Crosbie
that pleased her jaded spirit; he wee es
handsome as any of her former admir-
ers, while possessing, many other advan-
tages they (lid peri. tihe listened quite
interestedly to his chatty nceount of his
travels, and visas surprised et the plea-
sure she derived (rout there.
"What will mademoiselle
amid asked, after she. had
\cn reel the: e luxuri tut hair
graeeful head.
Vane woke from ger mu -Binge.
"Oh, anything, elerie; 31 dime not mat-
ter! No; on second thoughts, give me
that plain white silk."
'•tar'ie went to the Wener room, an,l
rettlrne'd wiLh a mac ' o' +sift, riot, eihng-
ing drapery on her arms ,rid .twisted 1ter
mistress to aijust the 'vim in silence.
She was wondering a little why made-
moiselle should have chosen so .pimple a
gown --it was not her usual habit. drat,
when the last Lowe we. -t given, and Vane
etood gazing at her refle'ution in the
mirror, the maid was fain to confess the
choice was good. The tall, :apple form
looked inexpressibly graceful in the long.
soft folds, the delicate makes of lace
brought f!ehu-like across the bust gave
a touch of gnaintnese to the \'hob, and
the purity of the silk gave 3x eofteu.,d,
fresher tools to the pretty ince, far *ace
fi'ee front its diecontt nt. Wane looked
long at herself, then turned to bet maid:
"My gloved and fan. Marie. Thanks.
Ito not trouble to wait for me t0 -night.
Leave my wrapper here; t stili brush any
hair myself. J dare say yea are tired."
"Morel' bien, mademoiselle," Marie
murmured, marvelling still more. She
was unaccustomed to any notice, t.o day
naught of kindly words, from her young
mistress.
Vane drew on her long white gloves,
then went slowly through the corridor
and down the stairs. The sun was de-
clining, the heat of the day nrae dyiug,
and a faint, delicious breeze came in
through the many open windows. Mists
Charteris passed through the great hall,
the tap -tap of her heels sounding dis•
tinetly on the tesselittod frons, and =stood
for one instant at a door that led first
under a ealonnade tied thetu:e to the
grounds which her window+ overlooked,
While she was standing loge her eounin'
sauntered into view; an.t, moving for-
ward with languid grace, ;he went to
meet Bine,
"La dame blanche," he sal.1, to'tsing
away an unfinished eigaretr,. "You
startled :nes Cousin
Vane. -1011 crept
out so quietly and look so like a spirit."
'I ani quite real, I assure you,,' Vette
anewet'ed, '•Ilei why haver you thrown
away your cigarettes"
Stuart laughed as he an•itvered;
"Jt is against niy moth; r'+ rules to
stroke hnmed ately before dinner, brat 1
love m; `ewe.1 and' am ecerc,'ly cr,'nssione
when 1 am s:poking or not. i't"ase for-
gi\'e ries`. 1 iiV 'te0a «i ,:.r t;4'. for ei0
long;, 1 have forg ottell my geed man,
11114."
':ash 1. want all about your
travels and adventated " said Miss Char-
teris. "Have we cello to ,trolt u.> and
down for a.. while : 'fere dimmer?"
'Bet yen will b' sired,- remonsteatel.
Stuart,mindful et s rnother'ei irrjune-
tlone; acrd hi.lnc t•,4 at the s:n'all,
dainty white feet- "1 :,u afraid you wilt
ruin your pretty 'shoes:"
"I am nos 11freiil of either ea.lar:nit.y,"
Pane rcepond•e,l, with a s1:e11e; "h,'vev01,
let n s split the ciif:er: not anti g-> to the
said is tite girl paused. "1 remember. The admiration she received was but a
her as a faded pile woman, very kind,, continuation of tate adoration that had
as you say.
"There is one thing sbe did 1 can
Stever, never forget." Margery went on --
"that was her goodness in burying my
poor mother in such a pretty spelt, and
putting that eros. on her entre. 11
does tee good to go there. efa, Stuart. I
nlmost think my mother knows 1 go.
She most have been sweet, she was so
beautiful! I always wear rr 1t baud et,
you know" --she put up
and
produced a tiny heart of gold --"it is
such a comfort. I wonder who I really
ami".
"I think you are a princess," observ-
ed the young man gravely; `you look
it."
.Margery shook her head.
"We shall never know, 1 suppose,"
she said sadly, "and :f shell always be
the nursery rhyme girl, `Margery Drew,'
as Lady Coninghani christened wet."
"It is the prettiest name in the
world!" cried Stuart warmly. "And ---
and it snits you!"
"So you would say if you caught sight
of me on the village secetiox," said Mar-
gery laughed heartily. '''hen she ala-
-ed. "But we are home: and you have
eara'ied my basket ell the way. It must
be nearly 4 o'clock"
"No!" he exclaimed incredulously.
"By Jove, 1: shall have to tear—e" 'Then
he stopped abruptly and asked. "Mar-
gery, when are we going to have that
picnic we decided on s month ago?"
"Oh, some day!" she answered, going
into the garden and closing the gate.
"But `sonic day' is 50 vague. Shall we
fix it for next Wednesday? That is your
half-lholidey, I know."
His eyes were fixed nn her face with
such earnestness tlutt for the first time
she seemed to feel their power. She
colored faintly and held. out her hand.
"yes, Wednesday, if you like—if ree-
dier is well enough t0 spare inc. Clood-
byel"
"Good-bye," he' answered.
FIe gave one las!; look, and then hur-
ried •up the (hill. He had a good hour's
walk before him, his toilet to make,
and the drive to Ch'esterham to accom-
plish as well. That Lady Charteris and
her daughter Pane would be received
at the station by the young squire 'of
Crosbie Castle seemed very improbable
indeed.
CHAPTER. IV.
ly,lli•n 11, •hurts to draw a luxe, brt'alh,.
and yt,. ('eel as if a knife wave stuck in
pita Blue, you know it's time to draw
d,nt the congestion that Will soon becorne
pneumonia, An ordinary cough •syrup
'ht+cs 110 :attire at all ----yon require a pelt'.
etiritx', pe; ort rating liniment. Pr(>'bahly
uritis ntr t'e. known that pox»esses more
' mnetatl M ettelt eases titan Nen-iline, .Itub
-it llbat telly ' over the sides and ghost--
'i'tiii 11in hard --when the skin is all
agtlo'w,lnut one. 3 erviline porous Plaster,
.take a :tot drink •of Nerviline to enliven
'slay setwi•Ileteon wee tried get bete lied.
been. lavished upon her all through her
life; she had no aims, no hopes, no am-
bitions, bet wss content with hitt• imper-
ious beauty and the power that gift had
The dressing; -gong emended sonorously
through the corridor of Croshie Castle.
itt'One of the many charming rooms sit-
uated in t'he towering wing a young girl
D1oetore Who have watched the s'nece,ss; was. standing, The open
p nlrtindo windows
at-
•e' o? thin treatment ,say nettling is better. looked a sttecep of vo d
11 is tinnple, sate, and oasts but little. tic groups of veteran trees, ami to the
the eouaplaint worse. When there is
art irritating rash .a soothing baraeler
wash may help to allay the pain or,.
itching, but of course it doesn't cure-
•Skin complaints• arise from an impure
condition of the blood and will per-
sist until the blood is purified. Dr.
Williams' fink Wills have cured many
eases of edema and skin disorders
because they make new, richt blood
that drives out the impurities, eleara
the akin and imparts a glow of health.
'Aird, S. L. Peterson, Brandon, Mane.
says: "I suffered for years from ecze-
ma, whirl). hronght with it other trou
bled, such as aa prior appetite, head-
ac)lee and weakness. The portions of
).thy bods- affected by the enema gave
me constant torture from the itching
and heat. t tried several doctors and
all sort, of lotions and ointments, but
did not get the least relief. Finally
1 wait aeivised to try Dr. Williams'
Pink Pills, and deeided to do so. Af-
ter using the fills for some time the
irritation and heat began.to grow leas
and I seemed hi better health other-
wise. I continue,' taking the- Pills for
several months and every ' vestige . of
the trouble disappeared and my skin
le again e.e free from blemish ne in
youth. Given a fair trial Dr. Williams'.
Pink Pi11, will not disappoint those
suffering from skin eruptions or
weaknees of any wort."
Dr, 'Williams' Pink Pills . circ all
those troubles due to poor blood :sim-
piv because they make new, rich; -red .
Mood That is why these p31Is cure
common diseases like anaemia, 'rl%eu-
matism, lumb'go. seiatiea, neuralgia,
headeelie.t, indigestion, St. Vitus dance,' .
and the getteral weekne ss and speoial
ailments that. only women folk know.
Sold by all medicine dealer's or by tn'a 1
tits 5O tents rt box 'ar six boxes for $31.50
from The Dr. Williams' Medicine Co.,
Brockville, Ont.
Cured by Lydia E. Pink
bam'SVeg tableCompound
Caul fton, Ont.—"I had been great
sufferer for five years. One doctor
told me it was ulcers of the uterus,
and another 'told m eit as fibNo r id
mone
knows what I suf-
fered. I would
always he worse
at certain periods,
and never was
regular, and the
bearing -down
pains were terrible.
1 was very ill in
beds and the doctor
tcid sae I would
hive to have au
operation, and
that I might die
during the operab'on. I wrote to my
sister about it at d she advised isle to
take Lydia I . P ukham's Vegetable
Compound. Through personal expe-
rience I have fou id it the best medi-
cine in the world for female troubles,
for 11 has cured me, and I did not have
to have the operation after all. The
Compound also helped me while pass-
ing through Change of Life."—Mrs.
LETITI A Far nett, Cantfton, Ontario.
Lydia E. Pinilbain's Vegetable 00111 -
pound, made from roots and herbs,
has proved to be the most successful
remedy for curing,,thti worst fomes of
female ills, including displacements,
inflammation, yfibro:id tuinairs, irregu-
larities, periodic pains, haelraehe, bear-
ingdown feeling, flatulency, indiges-
tion, and nervous prbstration. It conte
blit a trifle to try it, and the result iota
been worth millions to sufferingwo men.
wear?"
coiled
roam
the
and
the
companion. Ire planed at her drese as
they ataunter•eel slowly along the colon-
nade to the conservatory, mentally de-
claring it to be most charming and sim-
ple. deciding it to be most probably the
work of her own hands, and would have
been thunderstruck had anyone inform-
ed him that the innocent -looking gar-'
anent had cost nearly fifty pounds.
Vaned Charteris saw his cousin's ad-
miration, and her heart thrilled. Onee
more she would taste the joy of power,
she would lie longer be. neglected. A
vision of future triumph filled her mind
at that instant. She would wake from
her indifference. The world should se
her again ea queen, reigning this time
by charm and fascination as well as by
her beauty. The color mounted to her
elleeks, the light flashed in her eyes, at
tate thought, and she turned with ani-
mation and interest to converse with
the man beeide her.
"Yew have a beautiful home. Stuart.:
she observed, after they hail walked
through the heavily scented conserva-
tory to the drawing roont, "( am glad
1 have come."
"And 1 am beau•tily glad to welcome
you. I stave heard so xuueh of gay Cou-
sin Vane, such stories of triumphs and
wonders that f began to despair of ever
receiving leer here."
"You forget," said Vane. softly, wav-
ing her great feather -fan to and from—
"there i5 an attraction here now that
at other tikes Was wanting."
She spoke lightly, almost laughingly,
but her words pleased the man's van-
ity.
an•iL "Can it be that T am that attraction?"
he asked, quickly. Then he added,
"Cousin Vanes t ala indeed honored."
"You jump to hasty conclusions," she
retorted. "but 1 will pardon your ex-
cessive vanity, if you -will give me e
stray of ettephanotis for my dress."
"ls it your favorite flower?" he *ek-
ed, leading the way back to the con-
servatory.
"I love. al! flowers," Vane answered
—"that is," she added, carelessly, "all
hot -house flowers"
"You shall be well supplied in fu-
ture."
"Thanks,"
She drew off her gloves and pinned
the spray of wax -like flower* amid her
laces. Her hands were white and deli-
cate, yet Stuart's mind uneuneciously
flew to two little brown ones he had
seen that afternoon grasping a plainly
leound J)ool:. There was even (more
beauty in them than in his cousin's
--he thought.
(To be Conti/Mae
}losekeep,rs etre strongly ad-
vised to commence the use of Wil-
son's Fly Pads early, because t.
few flies killed in June would
otherwise 'become a host by Aug:.
ust.
A HOT TIME.
Cieutfalo Express.)
Too hot to walk, too shot to ride,
Teo trot for those employed inside,
'.too Ihotto stray. too hot at home;
Too Dot the cellar and the dome!
Too bot for jay, too hot to :\eel>,
conservatory. Too hot to )priapic, or to sleep;
Stuart agreed willing:;!'. fie weed most Lia) trot to fish,
,00 too of tt0row,
e!
fevoranly ittipre''i'tt :)y Itis new 01,11" rfa., .hot to eat, too lint 10 driers,
Bin, She Wt8 Po t.tyi ochondriaettl foo hot to loaf, too 1101 to tnlnk,
erettlure, ;int it yetis benutifn l irk "f'o hot to suite, tri, trot to blot,
gX, owl.
woo OA. 'sou `.not, to.>a, telt hot, too stat,
and 1!kely to prove a most agreeable Ju;:1 s:riitin.•