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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1911-08-05, Page 3FOR MMAP 8NG;SOAP,. SOFTENING WATER, REMOVING PAI 1 T1 ®1SiNa EC;TI11G SINKS. CLOSETS ,DR .,1 MSa ETC. SOLD E.VE.RYWP1ERs'. REFUSE SUBSTITUTES She leaned bade languidly in her chair and .somehow the 'thought struck Mar- gery that she hail never seen the little room lock so small end shabby 'before. The delicate gleam of Vane's white gar- ments contrasted strongly with.her own dingy, deet -stained black dress, the pia.;id beauty of Mss Charteris' face brought -back the thrill of pain to her Iteurt, flow rtifferent they were! Who was she, to compete with aueh a woman. ehe 'rcuntvi herself from her thoughts as she met l'ane's colt. dear eyes watch- ing her. -'t beg your pardon," she said quick - 1y, yet with unspeakable, grace. ''You have heel n long drive; may I give you a cup of tea.—or perhaps you would - prefer some milk?" She moved toward an inner room; but Vane stopped her. ` Neirther,,thank you," she replied cold- ly—She was growing more and more annoyed every moment. She vas being treated with every courtesy, with all re- gard for etiquette, as though her host- ess were n Iwhess instead of acommon village girl! It was insupportable; she hunt hasten to break down that ealm ex- terior which irritated her beyond mea- sure. "Neither. thank you," she repeated, "I shall not stay long, It is, as you say, a tedious drive; but my cousin, Stuart Crosbie. wished me to see you." ;lie bent her hsad to look at her flounce, but not before she had seen the girl's' slight frame wines and her cheeks row paler. •tllae.t 7hcit Sven home)".she,told her- - Margery stood unmovable, her hand, ttill'grasping the chair. A few moments before, she had thought it impossible to • stater greater mental pain than she lied endured; new she was experiencing pa.ng;s still greater. for. her wound was being probed. Weak, faint from want of food es she was, she determined to be l,raye, to stand. firm before this woman - her i'ivnL "I scarcely know how to begin," eon- tinnea Vane, with well -assumed kindness sed cometh. "It is a delicate subject; yet 1 ,.cud not well refuse Stuart." She h eitated fi,r an instant, then held ont lien well -gloved hitnd. "Miss Daw," she said impuielraly, "will you forgive me if anything 1 niar say' in the course of our conversation should vox you? I would net indeed willingly cause you any pain." Margery's eyes were -fixed on the golden tintel trees beyond the -gardens she did not notice the outstretched. hand, "\Vii' khould von cause me pain?" she no other eaur go,; and soon,. away at once,: nese cover het nen to her --she must if she could • but rush d let the veil of clerk tsni!iationt But whither and to whom ck>lld she go? Reuben could not take her, h .him. Mrs Bright would weleomca , er for awhile; but she could nob times obert--poor Robert! Lilce a flash;,jx 'light in darkness estrum the reenerbrance of Miss Lawson, and the letter froth her sister. Would it be too. late? It was not aweek ago. This must be her shame. She Tose hurriedly, her limbs trembling, and. ivied on her bonnet. She would go to Miss Lawson at once; the place .might still be vaeant; she might start perbape in the morning! The thought lent her strength. .She forced herself to eat some food, though every nerve in her body was quivering from excitement. , The simple vi??,nds, the glass of mine, seemed to put new life into her; she left a message for Reuben at the next cottage, and started in feverlah haste for the rectory, losing all thought of fatigue in the rush of eager desire and hope that burned within her. . Miss Lawson was seated at her win- dow, writing, when her eyes fell on Margery's, figure coining rapidly up the path.The goeetrrese noted the girl's pale cheeks, her worn look of pain, and her heart t!tr,lleeie kith sympathy. "4'4 ell. child?""sie said, as the girl came in. " .• "Mise Lawson began Margery, and then her rapid *elk told on her, and she held reeled to a• �elsair. The governess rose, untied her bon- net, and held a, glass of water to her lips. She saw at a glance that some- titiu„ was wrong; but she asked no questions. • "You have walked too quickly, as usual, Margery," was all she observed as she turned away with the glass. "I wanted to ` see you," murmured Margery, then. after a brief pause, she added slowly, "You remember what you said, Miss Lawson, that evening vee parted—you would help me? I have name to claim that promise. 1 want—" "Tell me what you want." "1 want what Is°rtefused that night— tc leave Hurstley-ego away altogether. f.; it too late—oh, alieseLawson, is it too late to go to that young lady?" Mies Lawson 1nolted at her keenly. "No," she replied,. "s"it is not too late. Strangely enough. 1 have heard from my sister again, Urging me to persuade you. This letter I inns:writing to her. I can tear it np." Margery felt the first thrill of pleas- ure elle had experienced during during the long dreary day-.• "And soon—f may go soon?" she ask- ed. "The sooner the-. better—in fact, to- morrow, if yen can be .ready". "I could be ready to -night," Margery answered, with a 'weary smile, pushing 'etside her curls. 1 "Ten I will telegraph to my sister in the morning, whem you start. I will go with you to 414csterha.nt and see you into the tree*e teleg lcegon had; better4 yet •S on :,.,; 6 it nr'twd"'thtings when there Y you tie:hempen axe out of • your,, first quarter's',salary"• Margery- neat ner lips to Miss Law - son's hand. "I can never thank Ifou sufficiently," she whispered; "you are 'too good to rue," Miss Lawson .mulled away ter hand with a jerk; but hos` face bore,** trace of anger. "!-lave you spoken ,to l Reube ?" she "Then I will wish you good -after- noon,"' "Stayi, cried Margery and'' Vane Margery; turned toward her. "You have forgot- ten your packet," Margery added, point- ing to the table. Vanetook it up without se wore. Then o. thought seemed to• strike her, and ehe turned the money round and round in her hand, hurriedly. 'Perhaps you will write to Stuart cr to his .nother?" Margery's eyes met 1 ane's in an un- flinching rate. "Write!" she repeated. with unutter- tal,le scorn and pride in the word. 'There. is indesl little in common between us. Suck a question deseives no answer." Vane's hrowe contracted. She ':rrnecl and walked quickly to the carriage, and enteritis; it, arose swiftly away. Her musings were rot altogether pleasant during the Prat mile or so of her re - torn journ tv, See had succeeded and su:- ceeded so well that she need never fear Margery Daw again; yet her spirit tans vexed even at her victory, for, though she had forever separate,l Stuart and this girl, she lead not lowered her rival. to the dust, as she lied intended. This thought rankled. for some time; then her anind wandered to the more im-` portant .natter of dealing with Stuart. She had no settled plan; but, as he was still so unwell, there would be a day or tevo yet in which to arrange platters. For' the present she must satisfy him with loving inessages and, etplaiti that Margery was too" clistreeserl by ,her grief to accotnpany her bacfc''to the crsstleefeete must :see her aunt immediately, and. get her to use her influence in some way to have the girl sent from the village. It would never do to risk a meeting ting h be- tween Stuart and Margery, though she judged the girl to be so honest to say inuch, if indeed her pride would al- low her to notice him at all, there would be sufficient to fire Stuart's anger and determination to learn the truth; and then— Vane's race flushed at the thought of the humiliation she would undergo in in such a ease; and she registered a vow that she would never permit it to hap- pen, Margery must go and at once. hittrgery remained standing at the door as 'Irene walked down the path. She did not move as, in a dime way, she saw Miss Charteris settle herself in the dain- ty carriage, nor did she stir as the pon- ies started briskly from the gate. But as the sound of their hoofs died away in the distance, she woke with a shuddering sigh to the grossness of the insults that Mmt.J.41s eleweend entreaa Ate eke, t: ' uses^'' AS" c r2 Years e have been treated by doctors for twenty -live yam for a bad case of cozens on ray leg. They did their best, but failed, to euro it. My own .doctor had 'I said I ed e to have my lea cut off, uld try the GutleurO Remedien first. He said, "try them if you like but dtofs time my not think they will do any ." leg was peeled froth. the knee down, m foot was like A piece of raw flesh and I ut Cuticura Soap aCbox of Cuticura a cake Oint- ment and a bottle of Cuticura' Resolvent. After the first two treatments the swelling went down and in two Cuticura Remedies my le; was cured and the new in grown on. The not believe hls„owz oyes when she saoctow could t Cuticura had cured me and said that he would use Cuticura for his own patients. But for the Cuticura Remedies I might have lost any life. , I am.t*Iy grateful for the wonderful enr'e that Cuticura wrought. I have many grandchildren and they are frequent veers of Cuticura and I always recommend it attest highly as a sure and economical cure for skin troubles. (Signed) 7Marg.entana St.. Montreal. a ked, `in reply. "There is nothing rn had been offered her. Suddenly her romtnnn between you and rhe. f strength failed, and, with a groan, she Valle let her hand drop to Iter side; denpale, end her whole frame shake this girl's control? ':I ant gilts you judge me rightly," she responded, "for I am and have been mucic clittressed by my errand. Stuart has a'.i eft nue, Miss Daw to express to you his stineere sympathy in the loss you have sustained by the death of Mrs. Morrie. Le hams me to tell you that he • trusts you will apply at the castle now that ycla are left without a guardian. He has enlisted his mother's good -will on your behalf, and he sends you this small mon :o assist toward anything you tray re:' `ht held, out a small packet aft she finishe•t, egad had the satisfaction of see- ing alai ;cry's lips twitch as with slid - den pain. and her whole frame shake with passion beneath the insult.. els was his intention to write Co you u,e fri back as last Thursday," went on Vane, "Bet he had the misfortune to break his right arm, and writing was impossible; therefore, as he though yon would require some explanation from lint he meted me to conic" i tinsel( you," fell from Margery's Bila in t:oicl st.i'ained tones. • }chen I niay leave this?" Vane said interrogatively, rising and placing the ele>c l , i; on the table. "And you Will pro - mese to apply at the castle with respect tt, anything concerning yqur future,,? 1 i,elieve, butt. 1 am not sure, that Mrs. Crosbie has alreadtr written to some hely about ii• situation for you as maid." Margery made ire answer, • and Use Q!herteris waited a few moments; 'and Elton moved to the door, feeling strange- ly uneomfortable, and by no means torioun, t'hc, looked hack as she stood at the door, sunk back on her chair, burying her face in her hands. The thought of her loneliness had been bitter, her lover's false vows had rankled in her breast; but the „weight of Vane's humiliating words crushed her. It was almost great- er than she could bear. She tried to banish all tender recollec- tion of Stuart front her, to think of him only as the one man who had darkened the glory of life for her, as the man who had plucked the sweet blossom of her love only to trample it under foot; ; but she count not succeed. Her mind wotuld go back to those happy walks, • those brief moments of gladness when they met, till it wandered to •that day in Weald Wood, when, with her hand clasp- ed in his, she had sworn to love high al- ways, no matter what came between diem. Yes, she loved him —would love hien to the end; though he had deceived and injured her, though he.had treated her with such scant courtesy and de- graded her shamefully, her love was still, the same, She shook back her wealtit of red -.;old curls and rose to her feet; she was grow- ing calmer. She reflected that she hacl yet to .plan her future. She pushed the chair to the door -way and sunk into it. The sun was sinking behind the woods; the ttir was soft and balmy—its torch seemed like a kiss upon her cheek. The musical note' of a bird twittering its 'good -night" amid the leaves, the bah - leo of the distant brook, soothed her. She leaned her weary head against the door, and began to think. One idea stood out clearly — she must leave Hurstley. She dared not even pic- ture' to herself it future in the village where her eyes,wmtld rest on Stuart mil ing on that cold, cruel woman—Where she must sit down Beneath a repetition "Voir hove no reply?" she asked. asked "No; but I will wk's otre.e. Hr leaves }Xurstley hiinself ate t?*e end -waif the week." i3 ' "Well, I am h a;tijy'gled, child, you have decided en this, L think you will • be happy " "T shall bo.away from here, and that will bit enough," was Wargery's mut- tered thou.:ht. "I wilt speak to Mrs. Carr to -night. She will spare me to -morrow, I know," continued Miss Lawson. "You must be ready about eight in. the morning, Mar- gery. Your luggage 'will not be much; perhaps you can arrange with Reuben to take it for you to the corner of the lane, grid ''1 svill meet:you there with the village fly." :}a ur i Soap and Ointment afford the or,cotiieot and moat economical treat. meat for affections of the akin and scalp 4. mingle tablet el Cuticura Soap and box or Cuti- cura Ointment aro often au ,lent. Sold throughout the world. Potter 1 ea Chem. Corn., Sots Cuticura nook on treatment oPII., Boston. f akin efor free e disease. "She must be. The eottage i,x shut up, the key has been sent to the Weald, and. the neighbors tell she they saw both the' t man andthegirl. leave early this auq r 'n~ ing.n "Could Mrs. Bright give yon no clue' as to where her son has gore or intent -le to so?" • ,i. one. She gave me his note.to Tead, , ite which he merely says he Ah;tll ,leave England for a while, This girl hits be- ' A e'•A marriage with 'him would have 'been the best she could- ex- pect—indeed, remelt too gti°od for her," remarked :Mfrs. Cronb1e, coldly, . ' What do you propose to do now, Vane?" she added, xising. "Nothing. I have finished. Aunt Con- stance, the game is ours. Do you not see that this youngman has gone ,to Australia with tltemf" Mrs. Crosbie removed her driving gloves el.owly, "I scarcely think that, Vane," she re- plied, ',`for Margery Daw has refused to become his wife. His mother is highly incensed and greatly troubled, poor creature, about it. No, Lea/mot think teat, Vane." "It will ,prove to be the truth, never- theless," Miss Charteris said, quietly; adding, "and, as sued., it is welcome: as a full and complete solution to a difficult and disagreeable question. Poor Stuart -I ant sorry for hrrnl" Mrs, Crosbie glanced 'at her niece, leaning languidly against the open win- dows almost frail -looking in her delicate white gown, and could seareely reconcile the strong, cold, relentless spirit with so lovely an exterior. For an instant a feeling of disgust at this girl's calm trickery" and deceit, and at her own share in the matter, passed over her. Then her pride carne to the rescue, and she consoled herself with the thought that Stuart had •been saved from dishonor and trouble, and that Vane had done veil. She bent and kisse,l her nicoe's delicate cheek. "Yes, you are right." she said, thought- fully. "The problem is solved, and you have done it. I can not thank you en- ough, Vane." "Do not thank me at all," the girl whispered. "You know why Idi.d it it was my love for Stuart that prompted me. Some day he will thank me, perhaps. Yet for the present 1 fear,he will suf- fer." "With you near, Vane, that will net last," and with an affectionate gesnc , Mrs. Crosbie left the room. The next duty carne, and Stuart still lived in his blissful dreams. Then with a rough hand they were ruthlessly shat- tered. Vane was reading in the colon- nade that afternon, when she heard hur- ried steps aproaching, and, on looking up, saw Stuart, his face aswhite as his tenis-cont, beside her - "Whitt is it, Stuart?" she asked hug riedly. "Vane, something has happened so strange and yet so absurd that, were 1 not so confoundedly weak. 1 should laugh at it. My magi Andrews has.just told me that Morris has left Hurstley—' left early yesterday horning -sefor l;iue- 'tralia, and Margery has :gone with him. He declares it is tris ." ; e 'True!" repeated Vane. "It is too ab- surd to credit for one instant. Stuart, how can you believe: it?" "The man is so positive," Stuart went on, with a sigh, resting his left hand on a chair for -support, "that it quite stag- gered me. Of course there is some mis- take; but it haunts me, nevertheless. Vane, will you drive me to the village?" he asked abruptly. `-1 must snake in- quiries," "Willingly;" and 'e ane at once put down her book. "How good you are!" exclaimed Stuart trying to force a smile. "Yon are in- deed a friend." ao lea Conti/come'1 How to Cure Toothache. Any aching tooth can be relieved in- stoutly with 1 crviline. Fill the cavity with batting dipped in Nier'viline and rub the gums with Nerviline also. If this fats is swollen and sore bath; the pain- ful Barts with Nerviline and cover with a, flannel. Thla can't faie because ?cervi• line kills the pain outright and prevents '1 31l2skyl light of the room that had seen her so often in her young, fresh content, that she would be satisfied if her name could be forgotten by Hurstley forever, if, with her departure, the veil .of mystery; that hung over her birth might envelop her in its folds, and she might be lost. Miss. LawsOit,, turning from her writ Y big desk, saw the plaintilookon the errs fterc .,. , » "What is it, Margery?" she asked, abruptly. • Margery bloke from her thoughts. "I wet wishing," she began, then hesi- tated., rose suddenly, and went and stood beside her governess, putting one ii,ttle hand on the elder woman's. "You are se kind, so thoughtful," she said, gently. "You ask me no questions, do not examine ane as to why 1 have come to -night. 1 must leave ''Hurstley, and at once; there is a reason, but I cannot tell you yet. Still, you will believe me and trust hie, will you not? Yes, yes, I know you will 1 have only you to help me now in the whole world, and you will not fail me." "You wish nee to do something snore?" "I want to be lost to Hurstley. I want no ore' but you to know evhere I have gone. i want you to keep any sec- ret." Miss Lawson drew the girl into the fa•et-fading light, and scrutinized her face earnestly, almost sternly. The weary sadness in the beautiful oyes:, the trembling lips, the wistful expression, told their tale. Mies Lawson was satis- fied • "Thank you." said- Margery again. All was settled, afld a feeling of peace stole into her breast. She would dis- appear—leave behind her everything that recalled her brief dream of bliss, her agony of griefs': Stuart would he troubled no more with the sight of her sad face to dint his: happinesa, I•Ie had regarded her as , a poor village girl, without heart, mind or pride --a toy with•which to while away the long, dull hours; and, as as he had forgotten her --as she had gone from his memory— she would creep away in deed and rn truth, She fait, as she sat in the twi- fatal Catarrh® t Cause the Weak to Die Young and invariably Leads to hn curable Consumption. nn fortanete t"..atarria has at least cured by"Catarrh- fairtnre--it can be "Catarrh - own')." In every case this remedy gives instant relief. Never was it luxown to fail 'Uncaring thoroughly. T Mr. Archibald Bass; of New harbor, .crnites; .' Caterrhozone proved a remark- able remedy in my case. I sufferbd ter- ribly from catarrh in the throat and nose, and was so stuffed op every morn- ing I could barely draw my breath. The mucous drooped back into my stomach, upset my digeettion, and kept me sick all the time, Oatarrbozone relieved in it short time, and cured •perfectly!' Surely your case isn't worse than this. Gat- errhozone will cure if you give it the chane,e, The complete outfit lasts two months and costs $1; this size is guar - "Mr, Crosbie's explanation : requires elute(' ain4nev answered, tall in the of almostttoamalnes No, there ;was dealers. Get Cat rrhozene to-daytize 25c., at a queried Miss Charteris. sa�tne roltl, ever. tones,• "Yes," she prowfiled, "I will do as you wish—your eeereeeshait be safe." CIIA'1 ''FJ1t- 'KIIi. Immediately on her return to the eas- tie, Vane Charteris sought her aunt, and whispered to her the 811000se of her mis- sion. Mrs. Crosbie willingly agreed to drive over early the nest morning, and see 'what. could be done with respect to despatching Margery from the village; and Vane went up to her roor,both sat' istied and triumphant: Stnnr'tes eager-. rtee4 • was fell .by fictitious tender mes- sargesfront Margery, which Vette uttered glibly and without the slightest ef fort; and•so •the first part of her plot proved most successful. She learned from her aunt that the ,mother hind sora had met, and that Mrs. Oroshie had ,tarried out Iter part to the letter, thereby causing Stuart no little surprise and pleasure. The news of l eroery's dis'appearsenee came like a thunder -clap to Vane. She had never contemplated this denoue- ment, and was a little pn.zled bow next to net, until Mrs. Crosbie, is re.•onnting the occur'rence's of her morning's drive, ineideatally mentioned that she had mot Mrs. Bright, who was i,t great distres,3 about her son. "What "has happened to him, Aunt Constance?" asked Vane, with assumed indifference. hat h,, was in levo "I thought I said t with this girt—'wished to marry her, in fact—•arid is so troubled a; her refusal that he has determined to leave leng- th t1." "Ahl" ejeculttted Vane; looking up suddenly, her cold blue eyes resitting like stars. "Reuben lliorris has gone to Aus- tralia, you say?" "He eleerts at the end of the week; he left Hurstley for toulen this morning." "Anil this girl is with him t" next it frons returning. Stronger, quieker, more satisfactory than any other lini- ment, es erviliue hes been the largest sel- ler for nearly ffitt eyears; try it your- self. 26c p STREET MEETINGS. (Montreal Witness) We must .nave in Montreal one law for every forms of religion and if the Sews want to' hold it • religious meeting they have as much right to as arny"other body, and must be protected in that right with the utmost power of the civic authority. The acting Mayr draws a distinction— a very reasonable one—aetween preach- ers reach-ers like those of the Salvation Army, who never attack anybody. and those se titan denunciation, for is notheasy, how ever, to act upon this distinction. Even if the addresses were always in language familiar to the police, the people would not be prepared to make police officers the judges of what may or may not be eptken. Nor can the judgment of neigh- bors be accounted_ a s fe court of appeal. Wilson's Fly Pads are sold by practically all druggists, grocer aid general stores throughout Canada. They kill many times mdse flies than any other article. ALMOST AN ANGEL. (Washington Star) George Acle was tacking ata June wed din in Chicar;o about matrimony. Matrimony is perhaps a tittle too mueli idealized," ho said- these June brides radiant under their white veils in a gut- ter of Stine sunshine, seem capable of changing earth Into heaven, but as a mat ter of fact they are not capable of any- thhiR of the sort."" in f ani in tnearty sypathy with old Br„wn, tri whore young Black said at a reading: '1. good wife can make a veritable angel of a, rriai1, t'" des, thas aro: ofd. Brown agree') 'Nit a vette firstebatch. nutmeg. ald4 ghnute " me ,