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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1911-06-16, Page 7• S eet t r, argery shall look to you, Cousin Stuart," ,Miss Cbarterie observed, as she fastened Iter groves again, "to initiate me into the mysteries .of country life. I intend to dabble• in farming, milk the cow, toss the bay; pienie in the fields, and get quite burned and brown.." Stuart laughed a little constrainedly. Ile was thinking of his picnic for next Wednesday, and wondering whether he could induce his cousin to be kind to Margery. His mother, for some un- accountable reason, 'did not appear to like the girl. "We must get a native of Hurstley to act as cicerone," he responded, break- ing off a leaf from sheer wantonness. "I have been away, so long, I have al- most forgotten eny home." "What are you going to do, now you are back?" "Nothing -that is, nothing definite. Yon see, my father is very shaky, and I must relieve him of .some of his du - thee My mother has a strong wish that T should stand for Chesterham." "A parliamentary earreer?" question- ed i ane. "How would you like that?" "Not at all," Stuart answered, frank- ly. "Legislation is not my forte. I am. if anything, a sportsman." "English to the backbone! Cousin Stuart. I am disposed to like you." "IP that truer" Stuart asked, gravely. Vene turned and met his gaze, then laugh ed softly. "True.? Of course it is; are we not cousins? Tho liking, however, must not be altogether on my side." "have no fear," the young man began, but at that moment the dinner gong sounded,•and this sentence remained un - fin iseed. Vane Was led by her cousin, and they were even yet mere amicable during the•tnoal, to Mrs. Crosbie's intense sat- iafaction. She made no effort to inter- rupt the merry conversation of the ,young people, and contented herself with now and then joining in the flow of remirlseenses in which her husband and Lady Charteris were indulging. Squire Crosbie was a tall, thin man with a worn, almost haggard face. Lte pret ailing expression •was kindly, but week. and he turned instinctively to his wife: for moral support and assistance. Stuart dearly loved his father. The gen- tle student disposition certainly was not in harmony with his own nature; but he had never received aught but tender- ness and love from his father, and grew to think of him as s, feeble plant that • required warmth, and affection to nour- • ish it. His feeling for his mother was en- tirely different. He inherited his strong spirit from her, the blood of an old sporting family flowed in her veins. She was a powerful demineeriug woman, and Stuart had been taught to give her obedience• rather tlhan love. Had he been permitted to remain always with his mother, bis nature, although in the ab- stract as strong as hers, might by force of habit have become weakened and al- tered; but, as soon as he had attained ]ds majority, he had expressed a deter- mination to travel, and in this was see- onded for once most doggedly by his father. Those two years abroad did him CM infinite amount of gond; but to Mrs. Crosabie they did not bring unalloyed de- • light. •I•Ier son had gone from her a child obedient to her will, he returned a man and -submissive only to his own. Ladye Charteris resembled her brother the squire; but the iutellectnal light that gleamed in his eyes was altogether wanting in leers. Her mind was evidently fixed on her child, for even in the thick of a} conversation her gaze wonld wan- der to Vane and rest on her. She was heartily pleased now at her daughter's brightness, and whispered many hopes to Mrs, Crosbie that this visit might bene- fit the delicate nerves and healtih. Mrs, Crosbie nodded ;amenity to theta remarks. She was occupied with her own thoughts. Stuart must marry; and whom could ho find better, search where he aright; than Vane Charteris for his wife? Beautiful, proud, a wonau wlao had reigned as a social queen ---•in every way she was fitted to become the mistress of Crosbie Castle. She watched her son eagerly, she saw the interest and auimir- ation in his face, and her heart grew glad. Of all things Mrs. Crosbie bad dreaded during those two years' ale settee, the fear of an attraction or en- tanglement had been most frequent, and not until she saw hien so wrapped up in this cousin Vane did she realize indeed that her fears had been groundless. „_.,•11.11, _,,...m1111...,1111.. NAVE YOU RAD SORE P If so, remember these :facts --Zam- ]ink is by far the most widely used. Bain in Canada! Why has it become so popular? Because it heals sores, cures akin diseases, and does what is olaimed for it. Why pot let It heal your eore? Remember that Zarn-Buk is altogether different to the ordinary ointments. Most of these consist of animal fats. ,Zarn-Back contains' no trace of any ani- mal fat, or any mineral matter. It is skeaplutely: herbal. Itemennbee that • Zaanneal; is at the same time healing, soothing, and antid- septie. gills poison instantly, and all herinfttl germs. It la suitable alike for reoettt injttrles acid dieeaaes, and for Ameli c cores, ulcers, etc. 'Peet how dif- • ferent' end superior Zam-Bak really is. Alf druggists and wto'es at 5O0, box, tTse also Zion-leulc Soap. Relieves pun. lawn and prevents frec•l lee. Beet for *mitre bath. ego. tablet: CHAPTER V. "Get on your bonnet, child, and trot away! I shall be content till you corse .back." "Mother, I don't like to leave you to- day, you seem se weak. Miss Lawson will not mind -let me stay with you." Mrs, Morris put out her weak hand and caressed the soft silky hair. "No, no, child, shepersisted, gently. "You must go to yer lessons. Reuben will be 'ome directly; he'll make me a cup of tea; don't you worrit yourself. It's yer day of German, too, and I want you to be well got on by the time her ladyship comes home." Margery rose slowly .from her knees, "Well, I will go," she said, regret- fully; "but let me make you comfort- able. There is your book -why, you are getting on quite fast, mother! -and here are the grapes Mr. Stuart sent, close to your thttnd." "Heaven bless him for a kind, true - hearted gentleman! Ah, there are few like him, Margery, .my lass!" "Ile is good, indeed," replied the girl, a. soft spot of color appearing In her cheeks. "Now, I will go; but first of all I will run into Mrs. Carter's and asic her to come and sit with you." She bent and kissed the transparent cheek, tied on her sun -bonnet, took tp, her books, and, with a parting smile, watt out of t'he door -way. tier message delivered at Mrs. Car- ter's cottage, Margery went slowly up the hill, past the wall inclosing the wood on vast the gate leading to the Weald, Sir Hubert Coningham's country -house, on and on, till she reached the village. The rectory stood a little way beyond the school -house, close to the church, end, by Hite time she reached the side - gate, Margery had learned her lesson by heart: The heat was quite as great as it was on the afternoon she walked. to Farmer Bright's, now four days ago; and she Iooked round anxiously at the sky, dreading a cloud until Wednesday was gone and the picnic with Mr- Stuart a thing of the past. Somehow Margery found her lesson not so delightful to -day; her attention would wander, and Miss Lawson had to repeat it question three times in one of three moments before she got a re- sponse. The governess put down the girl's absence of mind and general lint less manner to the heat, and very kind- ly brought the lesson early to a close and dismissed her pupil. Margery for the first time gave vent to a sigh of relief when she received permission to go horse, and she saunter- ed. through -the- village • almost. wearily- She was gazing on the ground, ignorant of what was going on about her, when the sound of ponies' feet and the noise of wheels behind her caused her to turn, and, lodking up, she saw Mrs. Crosbie, seated in her small carriage, close at hand, "Good afternoon, Margery," Mrs. Cros- bie said, in her haughty, cold manner, am glad to have met you. How is your rnother t"' "Good afternoon, madame, replied the girl, calling Mrs. Crosbie by the mune the village always used, and bend- ing her head gracefully. "Thank you very much, but 1 ani afraid mother is very bad to -day; 1 did not want to leave her, but she insisted. She grows very weak." "Has Dr. Metcalfe seen her to -day?" "Yes, madame, but he said nothing to, me -he looked very grave." "1 was going to send her down some beef tea and jelly, hut as 1 have met you, it will save the servant a journey. (:let in beside Thomas; 1 will drive you to the castle, and you can take the things to your mother." Mrs. Crosbie pointed to a scat beside the groom. She was for seine reason al- ways annoyed when she came in contact with tilts girl. In the first place, Mar- gery spoke and moved ae her equal; she never dropped the customary enurtesy. nor appeared to grasp for an instant the the magnitude of the castle dignity. Mre. ('rosbie was wont to declare chat the girl was being ruined; that Catherine Coningliatn had behaved like an idiot; that, because the child had worn deli- cate clothes and the dead woman had seemed in every way a lady, Margery should be brought up and eclueated as such was preposterous. it was all ab- surd, Mrs, Crosbie affirmed, a mere sha- dow of romance. The letter in the moth- er's packet had pininly stated her posi- tion ---sloe was a maid, and nothing else, and alt speculation as to an honorable connection was ridiculous and far-fetch- ed. Mrs. Crosbie did not quae'nel with Lady C'oningliani for rescuing the baby from the work -bailee -charity she up- held in every way -but she maintained that Margery should have been pieced with the other children in the village she should. have learned her A, 13, C with Mrs. Morris as her child, and that school, and that the story of the rail- way accident and her mother's death should have been carefully withheld front the child, Now, the girl's head was fatll of nothing but herself. The mistress of a lady, forbore even to expresa this. fit for no station, and consequently would come to no good. Margery was ignorant of all this; lett she was never entirely comfortable in Mrs. Crosbte'a presence.. The well had within her the germ of pride every whit as great and strong as that possessed by Stuart's mother. Hitherto she had had no reason to intreneh .herself in this natura/ fortress, for tell tlee village loved her; the simple-rninded folk tooked upon her as'being .above theta; the very fae.t FISHERMAN TELLS INTERESTING STORY Dodd's Kidney Pills cured his Rheumatism and Lumbago. Strain and exposure brought on troubles that caused five years suf- fering, 'but Dodd's Kidney Pills fixed him up. Clans Bank Cove, Bay St. George, Nfld., June 12.-(Special)-eAmong the fishermen here Dodd's kidney Pills are making a name for themselves as a rem- edy for those ills tltat'the cold acid ex- posure bring to these hardy people. The kidneys are always ••iret to feel the ef- fects of continued straps on the body, anis as Dodd's Kidney Pills always cure the kidneys, they are gaining a wonder- ful popularity.:An example is the case of Mr. J. C. Greene, , "My trouble," Mr. Green states, "was caused by strain and cold. For five years 1 suffered from ];rheumatism and Lumbago. 1 was always tired and ner- vous. My sleep was broken and tture- freshing and the pains of neuralgia add- ed to my distress. "I was in very bad Shape indeed when I started, to use Docld's Kidney fills, but I am thankful to say that they gave me relief. It is because` I found in them a euro that I recommend Dodd's litdney. Pills to my friends." ()there bere give 'the same experience. They were racked with pain and feeling that life generally was' a burden. Dodd's Kidney Pills made new men and women of them. that Lady Coningharn hadadop� ted and educated her raised ;Surgery in their eyes. So the girl had received kindness, in many eases respect;,'and she was as happy as the lark,. save. when a wave of mournful thought, bioiught back the memory of her mother•. Mrs. Crosbie wronged, her. Margery had not a spice of arrogance In her come position -site and only 'the innate feel- ing that she was not of'.the village class, and, with the true deliea•ey and instlnct of Crosbie Castle opined that she was There was plenty of sabre on the front seat, but Mrs. Chrosble ewoulcL not have dreamed of bidding the'girl to sit there --she relegated her to.tivhat she consid- ered her proper ptaeeamong the ser- vants. Margery's face?flushed alittle. "If you will allow Md," she said, with her natural grace, "1 twill walk up to the castle, thank you 'very much." "Do as 1 tell yottee pommancleci Mrs. Crosbie, quietly. "ittolttas, make room for Margery Daw.", , Margery bit her lip and hesitated a moment, then the ,rneinaiy of the poor airs; woman at home ciente to her. if she offended inaclevee':=other would have no more delicaefes, t o, without an- other word, she stepped;ixt mud;+was driv- en_.brfekly eeltatetajekeetetaaetteout She sat veryquiet beside letatNergroom, arid, opening her bectitheeimeeellect04 01 short German stories; e,aoo11 lost leer vexation in their drihigitts, Mrs. Crosbie weenie -tidy pleased with herself for bringing 't is girl to her level, and she was deterrmineet to lose no op- portunity of eontineing it in the. future. As they stopped at'•tita.lodge gates she turned to Margery: • "Get down and go along that path to the back part of the House. and wait in the kitchen ti11.4 amid for you." *Margery obediently descended, and turned down the sidcpath as the poniee started off along the eiveeping avenue to DC P� By Lydia E.flk a 's Vegetable Compound Toronto.—I gladly give you my testimonial in favor of your wonderful medicines. Last October I wrote to you for advice as X was completely run down, had bearing down sensation in the lower part of , : ' bowels, backache, and pain in the side. I also suf- fered terribly from gas. After receiving yodr directions, I followed them closely and am now entirely free from pain in back and bowels, and am stronger in every way. I also took Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound before my baby was born, and I recommend it highly to all pregnant women.—Mas. L. WANDBY, 92 LoYanAve,;.Toronto, Ont. Another et; Woman Cured Maple Creek, Sask.-4 have used Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com- pound and Blood Purifier, and I am now in perfect health.. I was, troubled with pains every month,' I know other women who suffer as I did and I will lathy recommend your. medicine to them. You may publish this if you think it will help others. --MBs. F. E. Coos, Maple Creek Sask. If you belong to that countless army of women who gutter from some form . of female ills, dont ,hesitate to try ILydiu E. Pinkharn Vegetable Cola- Yughd, tztde frotat roots and herbe., the'eastle entrance. Why wasllaclaune so stern ane['llr. Stuart so kind? 5.far- gery pondered as elm walked on. lead elm doue anything wrong? leer mind accused her of no fault; she could there- fore arrive at no solution of the mys- tery, The path she was following was one used by the gardeners, and she seen ar- rived at a small gate which, on opening, led her to the paddock and kitehen-gar- dens. Margery toiled through the heat ate to the court -yard, and, after crossing this, entered a large door standing `wide open. The cook and her handmaidens were indulging in five o'clock tea, and the nsist'ress of the kitchen rose with genial hospitality to press Iter visitor to par- take .of some, too. "Now do!" she urged, as Margery shook her head, "lr: ou look fair fagged out." "No, .thank you, Mrs. Drew," Margery said, simply; uneonseiously ,!te recoiled from accepting anything that came trout Mrs, Crosbie. "1 am not really tired. Madame has driven me here from the village. 1 alts to take some tbbhgs back to mother. 11 you don't mind, I will trait outside -it is rather lint in here." - "Ay, do, child," the enol: answered; and she handed out a lnrge stool. 'Tut this just in the doorway, and you'll catch a little draught." 1A'ith a snide Margery took the stool, and. placing it in a steady corner, sat down and began to read. The court- yard stretched along a quadrangle lead- ing to the stables, and, looking up now and then from her book, Margery caught glimpses of the castle horses lazily switching their. tails in elm comfortable ()bathe. The pony -carriage was driven in while she waited, and she watched with much interest the small, sturdy pontes being unharnessed and led astray. it, was a quaint, picturesque spot•• -tete low - roofed stables, tihe larger roach-hi,use, ,a lourtion of the gray -.stone eaetle jutting out its the distance, with a background wf branches and faintly -moving leaven. Margery ehut her book and let her eyes wander to this clear blue sky seen in pttches through tete trees. She felt cool in her little nook, and enjoyed the rest. 'i be groom had discarded hi:; smart livery, and, in emnpnny with siuother lad, was bss,aily employed in elctening the pony -carriage, the hissing eonsnd with which he accompanied `nit movements not sounding unmusical front a (detente; and Margery found ltereelf smiling at his exertions and the confidence that hail sueeeedee his bashfulness. Suddenly, while she was watching therm, site saw the groom and his weeniest:me draw themselves up and salute some one; and then the next moment a figure cause round the corner —21. figure in while ten• nis costume, tvitlt a white silk shirt and large, flapping hat. Margery felt her cheek,; grow warm, then they es quickly cooled. Another figure stood beside the toll one of the roan, n dainty, delicate, lovely form in a dress; of ethereal blue, holding a large sunshade of the same color' above her ibeaue1f s) h+rade Unconsciously Margery felt her heart t,ink."Never lied she teen so fair a vision before; alai the sight of those two fig- ures, aso well matched and so close to- gether, brought a strange, vague pain to her, the natures of whirls ;he could not guess. She dropped her eyes to her book again, and shrunk back into her corner, hoping to escape notice. She was too far ;may to hear what was said, and site began to breathe freely again near a few minutes, when the fa,nt sound of it mus- ical laugh was borne on the air anal the tear's of a deep, elate v011'' she knew well came nearer and meteor. She pulled bc'r sunbonnet well over her eyes anti bent still lower over her beak as the voems drew closer. "If you are 11! atter this, Cousin Vane." she heard Stuart say, "I shall never forgive. myself. The heat is ter- rific. you know. are you quite sure you can manage it t" "Quite,," answered the woman's voice. el" want to see this poor e1.t;,+gig; beeides, you tell me it is just as far bade again :1' tuned this way,,' ,`,lest as tar. Weil, here we are! Poor hair ('!tyles, 1 hope the old fellow is bet- ter." The two figures came into sight; they avers' about six yards from Margery, and were waking slowly. aim could sec the deiicete blue drapery, the sies:cler gaunt- 1etrd hand, though she did not rain, her eyesc; and she drew back into her corner with a nervous dread such ars she had never felt hitherto. his, (.'rosbie led iris eonsin to a small outhouse immediately faring the kitchen door, anti was about to open the door, when, looking round, he saw Margery. Hie face flushed for an instant; then, before his cousin could perceive it, his etubarvassment me gone. "'There, Vane," len said ensily, open- ing the door and pointing to a hsrge Golly lying on a heap of dean straw. "Don't be afraid; he won't hurt von. Poor Sir Charms- poor old fellow!"He stooped and tool: up a bandaged paw. "T shall here you about in a day or two. He wants some fresh water. Mar- gery" --he left his consin's side a little, and looked straight at the girl sitting up its the corner --"Margery, will you kindly ask one of the maids to bring me some warier for air Charles?" Margery put down her book without n word. went indoors, brought a jug, then walked to the well a little to the gest, and, 9saviug Ailed ethe jug, ap- proaebed hint. "Thank you. Why did you trouble, Margery'?" said Stuart courteously. "How is your Mother to -day?" ",Sha is no better, Mr. Stuart, thank you," returned Margery, in her clear refined voice. "I and waiting for some things madame is kindly going to send hex." Vane Charteris had tanned at f;he•firet lolled of the girl's ynice, anti she was •alinoet alarmed at the beauty of the • time .before her, lteeide the golden glory of that heir, the depthe ref path- •e,tie• splendor in tensa !'yes: filth pule FADIN6 AT THIRTY When Woman Should be in the Prime of Charm and deality. At thirty to thirty-five a wows; should bein the prime of charm and beauty; and yet many women begin to fade before then. Wrinkles appear and the complexion grows sallow, Dark rings surround the eyes, and. headaches follow, with backaches and low spirits. The cause of this Is sim- ply. need of blood, nourishmoent. Good, pure blood is the life of a wo- man's beauty and health. 11 is good blood that brings the glow of health to the cheek, brightness to tite eye, and elasticity to the step, and the general happiness of good health. When woman feels jaded and, worn out her blood supply needs atten- tion, ttertion, and the one unrivalled and euro remedy is Dr, Wiliianis' Pink Pills, which supply the rich, red blood that repairs the waste, dispel, disease and restores the brightness and charm of womanly health. Mrs, H. (3. Hart, Winnipeg, Man., is one of the thousands of sufferers who owes her present health to Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. She says: "I had suffered tor a Jong time, not knowing what the trouble wits, I 11.841 doctored tvitlt several doctors, but' only seemed to be growing worse. The last doctor I had told rue the trouble was anaemia, that my blood was turned to water and that my condition w'as ser- ious. But his treatment, like the rest, did me no good. I gut so bad that if I excited myself, or went upstairs, I was completely out of breath and felt as if T was going to snff.iettte• *1y begat would palpitate violently, and at theles' T world sniffer with terrible pains from it. T had a yellow complexion, my lips had lost their color, and I had no' ap- petitite and could not eat. I grew so • weak T could hardly drag myself along, and my feet seemed to have weight» on them. 1 was so coznpletely run down tient T thought T was going into con- sumption. At this time a friendrg"l me to take Dr. Williams' Pink Nile;Af• tet' taking a few boxes T foaand my health improving, and after taking the Pills for a couple of months I was en- tirely well and have since enjoyed 'the hest of health, and I feel that I 'can never eer enough in praise of Dr. Wil- liams' Pink fills," These Pills are sold by all dealers in medierine or sent by mail at 110 emits :t box or six butes for $2.51) from The Dr. Williams' Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. transparency of that skin, her own prettiness simply faded away. She not- ed the grace and ease with which Mar- gery moved, and immediately conceived et violent dislike to this village girl. "Vane, let me present to you one of my old playfellowsMargery law. You were wanting some one to point out all the beauties of Hurstley- I am sire no one romuld do that half so well as Mar- gery" Mate Charteris bent Iter head and smil- ed et her cocain. "Many thanks, Stuart; bet you for- get 'we have planned to discover tihe mysteries of the country together with- out any assistance -a spice of adven- ture is always charming" Margery turned away, with a bow to Stuart -she diad not speak, or look at his companion -and she overheard Miss Charteris say, with a scornful laugh, as she walked back to bur seat: "Dear Cousin Stuart, you shntrld be more merciful; that girl's hair is so uainfully reel, it makes me quite uncom- fortable in this heat." Margery did not (sear the 1'eply-her lips were quivering and her hands trem- bling with mortification -and, when idle. looked up again, the hensekeeper was handing her a basket, and the coueine were gorse. "Methane sends your mother some beef tea. as bottle of brandy; and some fruit a.nd jelly," said the bousekeeper, closing the brisket lice. "It is rather heavy; and minae you carry it carefully; Can yon manage it?" "Yes," said Margery steadily. •'1'hattic • yon; T ant much obliged." She turned with her heavy lend and walked across the court yard, her heart no lighter than her basket. That lovely looking stranger had made fun of hen -fen -and to ?ser. Stuart? Perhaps he had lausghed too. 'The thought was too painful. And was she not a sight? Look at her old pink gown, well washed and mended, her clumsy boots, her sunburned hands. The memory of that dainty figure looking like a fairy in her delicate garments rose to her mind, and her head drooped. Yes, she was a common village girl- maclame treated her as such; and new Mr. Stuart would turn too. Olt, why could she not tear aside the veil of :nye- tory and know what she really was? Could that fare treasured in her locket be only the face of a maid, or did her heart speak truly' wizen :it called that mother ntadame's equal? (To be Contiuued.l ,Auer making a most careful study of the platter, U. S. Govern- ment scientists state definitely that the common house fly is the principal means of distributing typhoid fever, diphtheria an smallpox, Wilson's Fly Pads Id'II the flies and the disease germs, too. WHERE THERE IS LITTLE NIGHT (American Magazine.) Summer nitride In lildsnonton give only about two hours and ati half of actual darkness, One can easily read tine print by daylight at 10,30, Ball games begin aC 1.00, The longest (lay gives ea hour* of sunwittne, and i never saw such bril- liant, entdventngg sunehine anywhere else. Canadians can ,hes :Pr0vinc .'Sunny • berta. " and they are righalleitinuneer or winter as• cloud !n the sits is rare enough to attract attention.