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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1906-06-22, Page 3THE PUREST! THE of *ST HEALTHFUL !"ilr ST DELICIOUS! CEYLON GREEN TEA The Tea that outclasses all Japans. Lean Packets only; 400, 5oc, At all Grocers. Highest Award St. Louis, xes4. 6oc per Ib. "That will do fine. Give me my book an' the ink. I canna afford to lose time." With many a muttered, inarticulate self-addressed compliment, and a more distinct complaint in his dim eyes, his unsteady hand, his general debility and rapid decline, he managed to fill two sides of note -paper, which he put in an envelope and carefully fastened up, re- questing Mona to address it to her cou- sin. Then he sat silently watching her. "Ye'll send it safe and sure to the post?" "Certainly. I will go myself. The ser- vant is out, and so is Madame Debrisay. The post -pillar is within a hundred yards." "Ay, do—that's a kind lassie; and you'll come back to me? I am varra weary the nicht! Eh, but I am worn wi' poor health mair than wi' years." Mona returned immediately, but was received with silence. The old man seem- ed wrapped hi thought. Mona took up the paper and began to read a criticism on the last batch of novels. "Ay, he is a brow laddie," said. Uncle Sandy, suddenly, as if out of his thoughts, "and I am glad. you like him so weel." "I suppose you mean Kenneth? Yes, I like him very much, and I am sorry he is obliged to be in an office. I am sure he is not happy." "]loots! What does he want, then? To be an idle, fine gentleman, and make the grand tower, maybe? He must just earn his bread by the sweat of his brow like us re." "But he might do so more happily be- hind the plough. Ile is not suited to a city office. Could you not find work for him on your land, or even in the colo- nies?" "I didn't think I'd ever hear you hav- ering that fashion. I thought you had mair sense." "I am afraid I am weak enough to shrink so from doing what I do not like myself—that I sympathize too much with Kenneth" "Sympathize, eh? Well, sympathy is a fine feelhe." After this he lapsed into silence, from which he only aroused himself to go to stronger accent than usual, "Uncle San- dy wants me to marry you, and I cannot, Mona! I cannot., indeed! I have pledged my troth to another young lady, and could not break my word." Mona stopped short in utter amaze- ment, and looked straight at her com- panion. "How very unkind of you!" she ex- claimed. "I did not think you would re- ject me." "Eh? That's what my- uncle says. He believes you are very fond o' me, but I cannot see it; and, oh! Mona, he swears he will leave all his money away from both of us if we don't marry; and I will never call any woman wife by my sweet Mary—little Mary Black—tha school- master's daughter!" A kindly, amused smile slowly dim. - pled round Mona's mouth. "Did you tell him so?" "Well, I daren't, you see. I have had hopes that he (Uncle Sandy) would help me—I mean us—for I think he meant me to be his heir before he met you." "Believe me, Keniieth, I will not inter- fere with you. Now, I'll help you to the best of my ability; but first—please to propose to nue in. due form." "You understand 1 am pledged to Mary." "Do not mention her at present" "`Snell, then; will you marry me, Mona?" "No, Kenneth. I feel honored by your offer, but I decidedly decline. There now, the blame of disobedience rests with me. You can tell Uncle Sandy that I refused you." "You are a clever dell, Mona, and hind; but this is not versa honest." • "Not, it is not; but my uncle ought not to be so foolish as to turn Match- maker. Now he will attack me, and I can take care of myself. You can keep quiet, and by and by—when I have ut- terly refused you—then propose to mar- ry `your ain true love,' and my uncle will yield." "I ain not sure! Ye see, his idea is that I should marry, and live with him at Craigdarroch—that I should mind the farm, and you the house, and then come in for everything after. He'll be dread- fully disappointed, for he is awful fond the very first."Is he the man to say: `here's a fifty- "Then I roust begin at the beginning pound nfite, my darlin, to buy a frock— of my life, for Mary is, just bound up though nothing could .ever pay tor the with it." dight of your ike swaeetChfaceistian:beside nue'; that "Go On said. Mona, looking up in his would be lr' lace, with a sunny smile, and Kenneth "The wildest dreams of fancy ecoid "went on" considerably, . not depict Uncle Sandy tusking su'h a Mona was sincerely interested. It was speech; and, Deb, though he may be able but a homely tale,• yet it was glorified to live with a certain degree of comfort, by gleams of true feeling, of tenderness it does not follow he is rich." almost womanly in its delicacy, of warm- "Oh! he could not live without heap - est desire to shield the dear ono from ing up riches." trouble or roughness. And then the set- "Come along and be reasonable." ting of the picture among gray rocks and It was an agreeable surprise to find purple heather, gleaming lochs, and clear Uncle Sandy not cross, only a little mel - brown rushing streams, soft mist, and ancholy. He was low about himeelf, and driving storm, was suggested by his commissioned Kenneth to interview the secretary of the funeral company and ascertain what would be the cost of re- moving a "corp" to the "auld kirkvard at Strathairlie." Finally he made Mme. Debrisay feel unhappily prophetic, by telling him to seek out the minister of Balmuir, whom Kenneth had met in Cheapside a few days before, and re- quest him to call on a former parish- ioner. incidental descriptions. 'There was a day when a "spat" was' on the river, and he helped Mary over the stepping stones; another when he landed a big salmon, while she looked on; a third, when he rowed her and her mother across' the loch; and yet a fourth, when he coaxed her to wander away with him to a rent in the mountain side, called the Devil's Dike, and a storm overtook them. Mona listened with a curious mixed sense of sympathy and envy. Would any human being ever love her with the same CHAPTER XIII. Kenneth Macalister lost no deep yearning affection? How old her giving Mona the result of his experiences made her feel beside this interview with Uncle Sandy. free unselfish love. How much more true He was not, Kenneth said, so vexed as manhood there was in this unstinted,might have been expecetd. He told his eagerness to share all good with the, nephew not to edwrfed like, bthat est beloved, than in the cold, hard,', his offer was, perhaps, n ex pee worldly wisdom that prompted Lisle • and be could not suppose a lassie—a to hand over the woman he bad tried' very superior. young lady—would jump to win to another at the first chill I at the first word—that he (Kenneth) breath of coining trouble„ I must persevere, and come often to the Kenneth felt a new creature when • house — perseverance could accomplish he was thus enabled to unbosom him- I much. Uncle Sandy had set his pertina- self. Thoughts uttered seem so inucli i cions mind on. the marriage. All, how - stronger than they do while lurking in ever, might go well, if only no breath the shadowy recesses of the heart. of the project reached Mary's ears. 33y the time they reaehed Westbourne "1 am exceedingly glad I niay go and Villas, he had talked himself into a con- see you often," concluded Kenneth, "for vietion that his wedding was not so far this great, stony wilderness of a town off sifter all. But at the garden gate has seemed a good deal more home -like terrible reality grasped him and looked since I knew you. him in the face. Within those walls Things then went on in much the usual routine for some months. Mr. Craig Uncle Sandy awaited him. "He will be awful angry, Mona,"grew stronger, and able to hobble to and fro at different whispered Kenneth,. pausing before he atf;rstdatende kirks from rater tatVbeich rang the bell, known to his brother clerico of Balmuir, "I dare say he well"—(it was not who, by the way, never made his appear - y to name the object of their ante at Westbourne Villas. .A. letter in- dread)—"but )—"but you must throw all the traducing 'Uncle Sandy was forwarded to blame on me—remember, Kenneth, it is the former, so the two Scotsmen enjoyed quite true. If there was no Mary in the an occasional "crack" together. which ease, I could not marry you." " sometimes ended in a somewhat acri- "There will be somebody else then, m dispute. he said, with innocent conceit. time in dreaded WHAT WOMEN SUFFER, At EUI Ages They Need the Rloh, Red Blocd That Dr. .Williams' Fink Pills Actually Make. A woman needs medicine more than a man. Her organism is more complex, her system more delieate. }ler health •is disturbed. regularly in the course of nature. If anything happens to interfere with that natural course she goes through unspeakable suffering. In fact, the health of every funetion and the health of every moment in a woman's life depend upon the richness and regularity of her blood supply. That is the simple scientific reason why Dr. Williams' Pink Pills are worth their weight in gold to women of all ages from early girlho•oct up—they actually make the rich, red blood all women need. Mrs. Edwin Ward, Brook^sdale, Ont., says: "For year I suffered -from those ailments that make the lives of so many of my sex miserable. I would take weak spells and become so nervous that 1 bed of you, Mona, and I am not surprised; The next evening, and the next, Ken- you area real brow lassie. You've a lad neth was closeted with his uncle. After J o' your own somewhere awe, Ill be these interviews, he stayed but a very short time with Mine. Debrisay and Mona—nor did they seem to exercise an enlivening effect on the young Scot; in- deed, Mme. Debrisay remarked upon his depression, and surmised that he was in debt, and afraid to ask his uncle for help. "And no wonder," added the kindly Irishwoman. "I'm sure I'd rather go into a den of raging lions, than face your uncle if I wanted money from him. I am sorry to say it, but it's wicked to grab money as tight as he does; and I like the young man, though I don't like to see him come between his uncle and yourself. 'I do not fancy Kenneth has a debt or a money dififculty in the world; but he does seem to have something on his mind." * * * * * The following Sunday was fine and crisp, though still and grey. Christmas was close at Band once more, and Mona was thankful to find that the year had been peaceful, and free from any fresh misfortunes. Kenneth came immediately after the early dinner, and asked Mona to take a m lied readilycomplied, walk with him. She p and they were soon on their way to their favorite recreation grounds, Kensingtdn Gardens. Kenneth was unusually silent. He an- swered Mona's remarks as briefly as pos- sible, seeming embarrassed and preoccu- pied. At length, having skirted the round pond, they slackened their pace as they got under the shelter of the trees, and walked down the wide glade toward the Serpentine. "What is the matter, Kenneth?" asked Mona. "I fancy you have something on your mind. I think you might tell me. You know I take an interest in you, and sympathize with you." ",algal that's just what my uncle says." This with a profound sigh. "Yes, I have something very particular to say, only 3 cannot say it.' "That is very unfortunate, as I want to hearst. Do you want me to break anything to Uncle Sandy?" "No; he knows—that is, he is at the bottom of it all." ",Axe you in any trouble, Kenneth?" "Well, indeed and I am," "Gould I help you?" "Maybe you might; but its' hard to tail:.• "Try, Kenneth—this is getting serious —try to tell me," "Weal!" said Kenneth, thus urged, grousing very red, and speaking with a bound, a lassie like you could not want a lover." "The place is vacant at present, Ken- neth, and you see you are unfortunately bespoken," she said, laughing. "Eh, but you have made my heart light!" he exclaimed. "I did not think you would have me; but Uncle Sandy was that positive, I gave in to him. May be if I had not left my heart behind me and taken to you, our uncle's wish might have been fulfilled." "Just so, Kenneth. As it is, we will manage our affairs as best we can." "What can We say when we go in?" "The position is rather strained, as pol- iticians say. You must. go and confess first. Then I suppose I shall be sent for and I shall trust to the inspiration of the moment." "It's awful trying," said Kenneth, who was greatly disturbed. "It will be years and years before Uncle Sandy comes round—ho is so obstinate and self-opin- ionated. And hard as it is to wait, I could stand that; but Mr. Black is in a very weak state, and should he die, Mary and her mother will be homeless. For Jamie the eldest brother's a ne'er-do- weel, and Robbie's on the sea." "We must try and coax Uncle Sandy to do the right thing. He would be very Happy at Oraigdarroch, with you and Mary to take care of bine "Yon are too kind," said Kenneth, his dark eyes growing moist. "The good God has sent you to nue for a true friend and sister." "Ahl there spoke your gratitude to me for rejecting you. cried Mona, hold- ing out her hand to him. "There, let us swear friendship and fidelity, and deter- mination to guide Uncle Sandy in the way he should go." "You are a ferry clever young woman. 1 do not know if there is a cleverer whatever. And you really will bear inc' no enmity because I cannot marry you?" "I think, Kenneth, by much persever- ance and `wrestling in prayer,' as Uncle Sandy says, I may overcome the bitter- ness of the moment. "Ah, Mona, you are making a mock at me. You would not, if you just kne* how ml' heart sinks when I think what a longwearywaiting lies between me and 'There was profound yadness in his Voice. "But I do not mock you, Kenneth," cried Mona, touched by his tone. "1 feel With and for you, and I will do my best to -help you. We will manage Thiele Sandy. Now. for the rest of our walk, rj'� ibesll tell me all about Mary from "Never mind about that, Kenneth. Think so, if you like; but do not be too positive with Uncle Sanely. If he chooses to hope a little, let him." When they went in Mena retired to take off her cloak and hat, and Kenneth with, slow, reluctant steps, went up to face Uncle Sandy. "Oh, Deb," cried Mona, throwing her- self into a chair beside that good lady, who, on the door being opened, hastily hid the stocking she had been darning under the table. "Oh, Deb, support me. I have been cruelly and'herrtlessly re- jected by Kenneth Macariset" "Why! Grand Dieu. iVlrat'do you mean?" esked—lime. Debi ly, intphtient ly, while she hunted vibii 'sully for her needle. "Ah here it is. . w dont talk riddles and conundrums." Whereupon " Mona repeated the sub- stance of her conversation -with Kenneth. "Why, what has come to that cantank- erous cripple, your uncle, that he should think of such a marriage for you? That long-legged Highlander is't fit to wipe your shoes—a creature that has only ex- changed his native wilds for a den of thieves in the city. Why he isn't fit to sit in the same room with you. You know I have always stood up for your uncle, even when there was no denying he is a naygnr"—(Irish for mean miser) "but I wash my hands of him now." "You are too indignant," began Mona; but madame did not heed her. "I would like him to see you as I have in the most distinguished society of Lon- don, with the most distinguished men in it at your feet" "He would need an enormously miter power of perception if he ever be- held such a sight as that, said Mona, laughing. "Nor will I allow you to speak contemptuously of Kenneth. He is a fine fellow and a true gentleman—far truer than the distinguished individuals you fancy you saw at my feet. Ile is deeply attached to a Highl:eri'tl Mary,of his own, throws the grass into the street or alley. and we have agreed to bring round ! The woman who is neat and tidy at Uncle Sandy to agree to the match. I home, but who drops theatre programmes, Poor Uncle Sandy had evidently intend- l candyboxes and equally offensive ed to make Kenneth his Heir. Now he things on the st has met me he wants to make all straight by uniting our rival claims and ourselves" "Claims indeed. 'Why you are his nearest kin, and ought to have all he has except, perhaps a legacy to buy a plow or a fishing -rod for his cateran of a nephew. Not that I dislike the boy. el - •c disposed fel- low.is a good looking, �� 11 d p low. But this notion of your uncle's dreadful dilemma. It is quite possible he will take offence at you both, and may be leave everything lie possesses to the kirk—kirk or church, they are all alike for grabbing gold. I hate priests of every denomination," concluded the good natured Heathen, recommencing her darning with such fierce energy that she pricked her finger, wherat she in- dulged in some very strong French ex- pressions. `"There is Uncle Sandy's bell. Do come with nue, Deb. Yon will be a shield both to Kenneth and myself." "Ab, can't you let me finish my stock- ings in peace. Le sieut Tartufe would faint at sight of needle and thread on the Sabbath, and I haven't a minute to myself other days. I dare say if he could make sixpence -halfpenny by skinning a flint on the `Sawbath,' he'd find it was to the interests of true releegion to do so." "Come, come, Deb. Uncle Sandy has plenty of faults and crochets, but you shall not paint him blacker than he is. Why have you turned against him?" 'He hasn't a spark of true generosity, You gave up time and teaching for him, and what did he do for you?" 'Ile offered to pay my losses," could not go about. My stomach was out of order, and I frequently vomited the food I took. Headaches and 'back- aches afflicted me nearly all the dance. Then I took a severe cold which settled on my lungs, and I went to an hospiba.1 for treatment. I had the best of care, but the doctors gave me little hope of recovery. My face and limbs 'became swollen and eny system racked with a Harsh, dry cough. As the doctors did not look hopefully upon any ease 1 decid- ed to try Dr. Williams.' Pink Pills. By the time I had taken half a dozen boxes there was a great change for the better. I still continued to take the pills until I had used thirteen boxes, and I am now enjoying ;perfect health. I have no hesi- tation in saying that I believe Dr, Wil- liams"' Pink Pills saved my life." Dr. Williams' Pink Pills cured Mrs. Ward by actually malting the new blood her system needed. That is all Dr. Williams' Pink Pills do, but they do it well. They don't act on the bowels. They don't bother with mere symptoms. They go straight to Uwe root of the trouble in the blood. That is why they cure all blood and nerve trou- bies like anaemia, female irregularities, indigestion, rheumatism, headaches, and backaches, sciatica, nervous prostration and St. Vitus' •donee. Substitutes and onions cspu e. urging medicines iimtations won't cure, p a o Mr. Craig, as the busy season advane only make you worse, therefore you ed, complained a good deal of his lonely nvitat get the genuine ,pills with the days; but Dime. Debrisay, who rose in full name, "Dr. Williams' Pink iPlds his estimation as she grew more self- Lout Pale People," on the wrapper asserting and less complaisant, explained around every box. Sold by all media to him that, with the strong necessity of eine de everera or by mail at 50 cents a earning her bread and forming a ellen box or six boxes for $2.50 from The tele, Mona was bound to take as many pupils as she could getDr. Ont. Williams' Medicine Co,. Brockville, On this Mr. Craig f. ell into a brown a �,i study, and in the evening, when Mona ` went to read to him ,expressed regret 1 �. r NTIETH CENTURY MUSINGS. : that he had left Craigdarroch for so long a time, adding: The sails of •economy Should be trim - "I might as well be there as here, for med. to suit every wind that Kowa; then, all the company I get." whether the fair breezes of prosperity "At least I can read to you in the or the gales of adversity surround thee, evenings, Uncle St's no thy bark will rid with ease. "Ay, 1 know itis not your fault. Do teh day a ther up the loose thread''•, • you think you would like to live at of thy life, that if thou die without Craigdarroch?" i warning the ends may not ravel. "Certainly, in the summer. A am not When the clerical shepherd slips on so sure about the winter -time. Unfor- the path of rectitude the sheep bleat tunately, there are no pupils to be found and the wolves howl. there." Although the world is full of Iove it "If you had a good husband, you is so ,precious that money cannot pur- wonld not need thein. chase it nor begging obtain it. "But, as you would say, uncle, a hos- Refrain from parading thy virtues lest band nowadays is ill to seek." thy neighbor parade thy faults. "You might have a brave one for the Grosstiness, however bedecked, is gross - taking," said Uncle Sandy, looking keen- nese sll. ly at r. When a man goes to sleep under an This hewas the first approach he had apple tree trusting that apples may fall ever made to the dreaded subject, and into his mouth it as an evidence of faith Mona, though by no means deficient in that makes industry marvel. courage, shrank from it. Earn thy loaf honestly by day, that (To be continued.) thy conscience may sleep at night. . d • The field of knowledge covers the uni- SHOULD BE SUPPRESSED, verse, and the grass is always long for The porter or janitor who sweeps re- thouse who would browse therein. fuss into the street. If thou wilt record the acts of eaoh The teamster who drives through the any there will be at least one from streets with dirt sifting through cracks edwa eh thou wilt desire to clip the rough in his wagon or falling from the running The life song of many is riches, of gear, where it was left after dumping. others pleasure, power or learning, hut The smoker who throws cigar or cigar- the truest notes ever sounded are the ette stubs, cigarete boxes, tobacco sacks grand chords of justice. or burned matches to the pavement. Be direct. If asked the way to Rome The roan who mows his lawn and do not point to the moon. If thou prepare for a storm in dry weather it will save thee much discom- fort and thou rnayest also enjoy the storm. Solitary indeed 98 he who has no one to think about but himself. . To predict the future consult the Pres - 9eet. The man who reads a letter, tears it up and throws the pieces on the pave- ment. The fruit vendor who throws tissue paper wrappers, banana stems and refuse into the gutter in front of his stand. The ice cream merchant who places freezers on the eurb and lets briny water run into the gutter, leaving a sediment of salt. The conduit . digger who never pre- tends to clean the street after tearing up the pavement. The store clerk who does his sweeping out after the streets have been cleaned. The man who repairs buildings and throws thelefuse in the sweet. Drivers of meat wagons who litter the streets with brown paper. The man wlio gathers garbage from residences and restaurants and scatters it about. The billboards, which are constantly discarding slabs of old posters. The foregoing are some of the 'enemies of a clean Kansas City. If the ordin- ances were enforced the people who do the thing% mentioned would be subject to arrest and fine. Until these practices are stopped clean streets will be impos- sible.—Kansas City The dove of peace paused to regard her soiled wings. "If this thing keepe on," she remarked, "I will have to be measured for a suit of khaki." "The American snob," remarked the Money won't save a man's soul, and it begins to look as though it won't even "All what was a paltry three pounds',5ye his reputation, eat.—Clay Burbridge. • New Blood in Oklahoma. An Oklahoma historian raises the question whether inen of the European races saw that country before John Smith landed at Jamestown. Doubtless they did not, since De Soto did not go so far west and Coronado hardly so far east. 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