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The Herald, 1906-08-24, Page 7LEWISE and have a Class of ICE • CEYLON TEA When you feel warm a small piece le onlwall add to the flays'a'. Leant Packets Only. 40c, SOc and ®DGio par Ib. At All Grocers. f eededeseedede 9 She could not read; her uncle's words and sent her thoughts back to that first vivid season of her real life, when she had drunk so deeply of pleasure and of, pain. St. John Lisle was within a few miles, She might possibly meet him in her rambles or her drives with her uncle, and how should she feel if they stood face to face ? Her heart answered, `Slightly curious, but quite unmoved." Yet, to her infinite satisfaction; "she telt a profound conviction that Lithe could never again stir in her emotion `.'.f any bind. She might even be amused with kis cool, crisp talk, if he deigned to bestow any of it on her; she had even forgiven herself her weak credulity, and could smile at her youthful folly in ac• eepting Lisle's veiled attentions and ar- dent though indefinite expressions of ad - aeration, as meaning anything real. It was all so completely past—though little pore than three years had elapsed since they had met and parted—that she felt as if she could meet exactly as though they had never met before. The man she had loved so shyly and warmly had vanished, with the actual St. John Lisle she was barely acquainted. Then the scenes which preceded Mrs. vewburgh's death arrayed themselves distinctly before her. How glad she was that her poor grandmother had had the comforting conviction that her beloved Vona would be provided for by a happy marriage; yet to procure that assurance poor aWring had been lapped in elysium For a few short weeks, and then thrown reside when no longer needed. "I almost wish I could have loved. him" she nturniured; "he was, and no doubt is, a, really good. fella*. But it was im- possible, eevn if he had had the sort of manner and bearing that'were so impos- ing in Captain Lisle. I could not have Loved him then. Why is it that 'attract- ive outward seeming is so seldom a sign of inward and spiritual grace Y There Is no use in asking such questions, and t am losing a chance of reading." She applied herself diligently to her book. In truth she had but little time to herself. When Uncle Sandy was in the house he kept her constantly with him, reading aloud or writing the tew letters he required to indite, or, worst of all, going over his accounts, for al- though he "couldna be fashed wi' hoose accounts," he kept his affairs rigidly in order, his proudest achievement and deepest delight being to effect large sav- ings out of the sum he permittea. him- self to spend annually—that was so much clear gain. Then there was the direction of the small household—the providing for its needs. Her greatest relaxation was a ramble alone, or with Kenneth, which latter was a rare indulgence; her truest enjoyment writing and hearing from Mme. Debrisay. The delight of Kenneth when he heard of the success which had attended Mona's sudden inspiration suggesting the invi- tation to Mary Black can not be easily described. His dark eyes were aglow with pleasure from the time he heard of it. His gratitude to his benefacress was unbounded. He was indefatigable in his efforts to oblige every one. Hu' managed to secure the services of a wan- dering tuner—he drove a wonderfully successful bargain in the purchase of some sheep—and otherwise distinguished himself. At length the happy day ar- rived when he was to go to Kirktoun to meet the expected visitor, who was to reach there at half past one. Mona had made all due preparation for her guest, and sat down to read the Times to Uncle Sandy in the drawing room. They had not long been thus employ- ed when the sound of wheels upon the gravel attracted their attention. "It canna be Kenneth, yet," said Uncle Sandy, glancing at the clock. "No, he has hardly reached Kirktoun yet," returned Mona. "There is a gentleman wants to speak wi' you," said the little help, coming into the room in the neat cap Mona in- sisted on her wearing. ".A.weel, put him in the museum," re- plied her master•, "Eh, but he's just behind me," cried' the girl stepping back, whereupon a • gentlerrran in shooting dress walked in, his cap in his hand—a distinguished, looking man, with an ombrowned face, rather light eyes and thick moustache. "You will, I hope, excuse—" he was beginning in the clear haughty voice Mona remembered so well, when his eyes hers and he stopped, growing suddenly silent with surprise, Mona laid aside her paper and rising, advdneed quietly, saying, as she did so— "How do you do, Captain .Lisle?" "Mies Joscelyn. This is quite an un- expected pleasure," he exclaimed, taking the hand she offered, and evidently more mdved than she was. Lisle?" cried Mr. Craig. "I used to know Captain Lisle," re- turned Mona, smiling and looking steadi- ly at him. "I had the pleasure of meeting Miss Joscelyn in London some years ago." "There's no Miss Joscelyn here," inter- rupted Unelo Sandy, impatiently. "This is my neice—my puir brother's daughter —Miss Craig." "Hoo's this? Do you know Sir St. John • "Oh, indeed, forgive the mistake." He paused, and for a few short seconds seemed less self-possessed than Mona could have imagined possible. "I suppose," he resumed in his natur- al tone and manner, "you are spending the autumn in this beautiful spot. Real- ly, M. Craig, you have a superb view— the finest I have yet seen since I came up here," and he advanced to the window Ms eyes glancing quickly from the view he praised to Mona's face, which he scanned with a curious, questioning glance. `It`s weel enough," said Uncle Sandy, swelling with pride in his possessions, "and I'm glad you are pleased with it; and noo, what's yer wull?" "Oh—oh---i brought you a letter from Mr. Macfarlane's agent. You will see what he says about your rights of fish- ing, and how far they extend. It seems M'Gregor has let his fishing to Lord Finistoun, and I am now on my way to Strathairlie to see what we can do in the way of mutual accommodation. Have you seen Lady ;Finistoun yet? You used to be great chums, I remember," address- ing, Mona. I did not know she had arrived." "They came last Saturday," said Lisle, handing the letter he had spoken of to Mr. Craig, who put on his. glasses and proceeded to read it with great de- liberation. "Does she know you are in this part of the world?" continued Lisle, letting his eyes rest on Mona with the peculiar lingering gaze that used to disturb her —even now it cost her an effort to meet them with a smiling, unembarrassed look, but she succeeded os she answered, "No; I rarely hold any communication with her; when we meet, she is as nice and sweet as ever." "Perennial charm and sweetness seem to be the peculiarity of your race," he returned, with a caressing smile. Mona slightly raised hen_ eyebrows, and observed— "Bertie, is not exactly fascinating." "Bertie, no, of course—" "Pm thinking there is a contradiction somewhere," interrupted Mr. Craig, look- ing up from the letter he had been read- ing. `I will just look for the letter I had free Bahnurr himself. I have it some- where," and taking his seek he walked away into the library. . "'What an extraordinary delightful surprise to find you here," exclaimed Lisle, rising and coming over to the window, where Mont sat, and leaning his shoulder against the frame. "I never was more surprised than when my eyes fell upon you. Is this old—gentleman really your uncle." "Really and truly my father's, elder brother. You see, I have reverted to my natural .grade." "I feel all at sea," said Lisle, slowly, his eyes still dwelling on her. "Do know I watched the papers for the announce- ment of your marriage for months, then I wrote to Bertie Everard, and heard from him that you had thrown over the poor devil I had been envying, and dis- appeared in the deepest disgrace with every one." "How very good of you to take so much interest in a person you were not likely to see again," said Mona, looking up in his face with a half smile. "I always hoped to see you again." "Really?" archly, "You knew I did!" returned( Lisle, quickly: "I know nothing about you, except that you were an amusing partner, and waltzed remarkably wells -almost as well as you thought you did." Lisle did not answer immediately; he pulled his moustache, and looked thoughtfully out of the window. "And. did you discover your uncle soon after you left the Chase?" "Not far a considerable tune." "And how did you nianage1-1 am dying to hear your history. You will tell nae everything, won't you? We were always sworn alies;" "Oh- I have no story to tell. 1 have been extremely fortunate, and I have no claim to anyone's compassion" A scornful smile curved her haughty month. "No, I suspect you would{ very quick- ly throw it back in the heft of the idiot who presumed to offer itl But 1 shall see you again; I hear your interesting relative approaching, 1 !lust see you again." "There b no reason why you should not," returned )Bona, with such com- posure. As she spoke, Mr, Craig came in, the letter he had gone to seek for in his band. "I am right," be exclaimed, exultingly, as he tumbled into a chair, rather than sat down. "Ralmuir himself. writes to me on the 25th of June, 1S32, that he be- ; lieves my rights extend as far as the cairn of Kilnethan; and: here"—striking the letter Lisle had brought -with irri- tation—"his factor says canna feesh below the gray steno dyke at the lower pool. Just rend for yourself," Lisle took both letters, and read them with an air of profound interest. "There is a distinct contradiction," he said, when lie had finished, "Suppose 1 take both up to Balnlir, and talk the matter over with bin, and let you know the result. I do not wish to give you more trouble than I can help," he added, courteously. • "You're verra polite. - It would save me a good ,bit o' trouble. I'm a puir frail body, as you see; and"noo, we'll be having dinner in a quarter of an hour, stay and talc' a bite. The boy shall put up your horse. You'll .be, late for lunch at the Lodge." "Thank you," said Lisle, frankly and graciously. "I shall be most happy," his eyes seeking Mona's with a laughing glance. "Just rin oot, dearie,"said her uncle "and tell .Jamie to put the horse in the stable. The gig can bide in the yard." "Pray, Miss—Miss ,Craig,allow me. I could not think of allowing you to bo sent to—" "You had better let me go. Probably Jamie would not attend to your orders," interrupted Mona. She went away to deliver the message, and Lisle followed her. "Is Donald at the stables?" she added. "Make hint attend to the horse. I ani afraid of trusting your smart turnout in Jamie's rude hands," she said to Lisle. "He cannot do much. What a trump your uncle is to ask me to stay." "And how very much bored you will be before the midday meal is over." "I am ready to risk that." Bona turned to. re•enter'the drawing. room. - "Are there not gardens or ferneries or something to Iook at?" asked Lisle, in- sinuatingly. "Yes, we have very good gardens. Would you like to see them?" "Certainly; above all things." "Very well. Uncle Sandy," she said, opening the door, "Captain—I mean Sir St. John Lisle would like to see the gar- dens," "Varna weel. I'll be proud. to show them"; and Uncle Sandy leaned over the arm of his chair to pick up his stick, which as usual had fallen on the carpet. "I will stay to receive' Mise Black, who must soon, be here;" said Mona, gently, as+,she•-,400x, up, hC n' rl%,. resumed her seat by the winnow. Lisle cast a backward glance at her as he left the rootn—a glance She did not pretend to see. .As soon as she was alone her hands dropped into her lap— a grave, almost sad expression crept over her speaking face, which had worn so bright and amused an aspect, while she remembered the sharp pain, the corrod- ing mortification that had eaten into her soul, and for which she had to thank the pleasant -mannered; distinguished - looking man who had just left her. "All's well that ends well," she mur- mured, rousing herself. "It's all past now, and not even left a scar,. I, did not think his presence would have moved me so little. I will never avoid him, or seem unfriendly, but I defy him to flirt with me if I do not choose. I hope he is enjoying his ramble with Uncle Sandy." Here the sound. of wheels upon the gravel drew her to the entrance in time to see the phaeton drive up, wherein sat Kenneth triumphant, and Mary Black beside him. Mona welcomed .her cordially. It was refreshing to meet the honest eyes, to hear the frank, unsophisticated voice of the simple, natural kirghland lassie. "I am so glad to see you. Uncle Sandy has gone out round the garden with a gentleman, so I will show you 'your room at once. She is looking blooming, Ken- neth—better than when we met in Glas- gow." "I am so glad to see you a bit alone be- fore I meet Mr. Craig," said Mary, as she followed Mona down the long passage to her room; "I am very frightened of him." "But you must not be so," said her young hostess. "My uncle likes those least who fear him most." "It was so good of you to ask Inc. Ken. neth told ne all about it, and mother bid me present her best compliments to you." Then they had a little cheerful talk about the most becoming mode of dress- ing the hair, with a few words on the prevailing fashion of morning frocks; af- ter which it was time to go to the draw- ing room, which they hardly reached be- fore the bell rang. Mona could hardly repress , a se when Uncle Sandy appeared, followed his guest. Lisle Iooked rather grave, Mr. Craig had an air of self-satis£act which spoke volumes as to the amount boring his victim had induced., "And this is Miss Black? I am w pleased to welcome her to Craigdarrc Any friend of Miss Craig's, my niece welcome to me, especially a bonnie la like you. Sit ye doon, sat ye bon." 25 he proceeded to ask a blessing of port tous length. The midday meal proceeded very cessfully. To Mona's surprise, Lisle n himself very pleasant, listening to Uncle Sandy said with interest, and j 'enough difference of opinion to stimul the old man to triumphant r;rguanent. seemed to enjoy the very simple food before hien, and discussed fishing Kenneth, inviting him to spend a day the river's side, occasionally seedin half -admiring, half -defiant glance Mona, which seemed to say that he not to be easily shaken ofil. Seeing it made Mary blush painfully to be ticed, he kindly left her alone, Directly to Mona he said very little, but he in- quired if she had seen this or that period - lea' or quarterly, and offered to sisnd them up to her, .Finally, he was, he said, reluctantly obliged to take leave, and the whole party went out to see him start. "I suppose I may give your love to Lady Finistoun, Miss Craig, She will be here to -morrow, I dare say, when she knows who is in her neighborhood. Many thanks for your hospitality, Mr. Craig. I will conte up again as soon as I have seen McGregor. Adieu." A wave of the hand, an uplifting of his hat, he touched his spirited horse with the while, and in another moment he was out of sight round the curve of the drive. "What style there was about him," Mona could not ' help saying to herself. "What cool self-possession and certainty of his own position. Strength is always attractive in a man. I almost wish I had never found him out," she thought. "A varra reasonable, wise -like young mon, for ane in his position, and willing to hear truth from the lips of a thought- ful body. But he has his tempers, I'll be bound.. He was just anther sort o' man the day 'I went to meet him—shqrt- spoken and scornful -like. But I daursay he sune saw that Sandy Craig could hold his ain with a'body. Aha, lad, he's changed his tune the day! Come along, my bonnie bairn! Kenneth and me are going to our books, so Mona will take you round the gardens and the grounds, forbye the dairy." CHAPTER XIX. Mona felt younger and more like her old self after this meeting with Lisle than she had done since her grandmoth- er's death. The encounter had proved to her how completely she had cast off the old feeling of regret and pain at her dis- enchantment, and showed her that she was stronger than of old. Still Lisle in a way interested her. His manners, when he chose,were attractive, though Mona fancied she could preceive thebaser metal of selfishness underlying the sil- ver-plating of his effective exterior. 1l'ith all his radicalism, Uncle Sandy was deeply gratified by the readiness of this fine gentleman to cultivate his ac- quaintance. He was remarkably amiable and serene during the whole afternoon and evening after Lisle's visit, although he held forth at some length on the folly and ev-il effect of titles on their possess- ors, as well as on society at large. His placidity so soothed Mary Black's nerves that she was able to sing some Jacobite ballads without much trepida- tion, and in a voice so sweet and true that the absence of training was not per- ceived. Uncle Sandy was highly pleased. "Eh!" he said—a prolonged "Eh!"— "there's a Scotch song for you, Mona, and a Scotch voice! All the German and Italian growling and screeching couldna equal that! Even yourself, noo—you have a pretty pipe of your own, but you canna give me a lilt like that." "No, indeed, Uncle," said Mona, cheer- fully. "One must be Scotch to sing Scotch as Mary does." "Can you sing Bonnie Mary Hay, my lassie?" ,"Oh,e yes, that 1 can"—with a delighted Ik is_ ja sst father's favorite. , .. And Uncle Sandy insisted on an en sore, Then Mona added her share to the con- cert, and Mary hung in genuine pleasure and admiration over the piano. ",Eli," she cried, "but you make the notes speak." So Mona proposed to give her a few lessons in piano plating, and all went well and happily. (To be Continued./ . Why Thunder Sours Milk. To many persons the curdling of milk in a thturderatorm is a mysterious and unintelligible phenomenon. Yet the whole process really is simple and nat- ural. Milk, like most other substances, con- tains millions of bacteria. The milk bacteria that in a day or twee under nat- ural conditions, would cause the fluid to sour are peculiarly susceptible to elec- tricity. Electricity inspirits and invig•' orates them, affecting them as alcohol, cocaine or strong tea affects men. Un- der the current's influence they fall to work with amazing energy and instead of taking a couple of clays to sour the milk they aceomlpish the task complete- ly in half an hour. It is not the thunder .in a storm that sours milk; it is the electricity in the air that does it, With an electric battery it is easy, on the same principle, to sour tih,e :freshest milk, A strong current ex- oites the microbes to supermicr•obic ex- ertions and in a few minutes they do a job that under ordinary conditions would take th•eni a couple of days.— New Orleans Times -Democrat. 0 An Emigrant From Greece. "Stranger," we are told, comes from the Greek "ex," or "out of" "Ex" means out, from, or away, the same word as the .Latin "ex," whence comes "extra." Then comes the Latin "extraneus," which means outside. The old French ",a aims." nvsans ati e 1, WHY GIRLS ARE PALE They Need the Rich Red Blood Dr.Wil. liams' Pink Phis Actually Make. Three years, ago Miss Ellen Roberts, who bolds the position of saleslady ine one of the leading stores in Halifax, N. S., was se pale, delicate looking young woman, who then lived ad home with her parents at Amherst, N. S. She complain- ed of general weakness•and loss of appe- tite.. Her bloods was thin and watery and she grew thinner day by day un- til she looked almost a shadow. Her cheeks were sunken, all trace of color had left her face, and her friends fear- ed she was going into a, deeldne. "1 hied no energy,' says Miss Roberts, "and suffered so much from the head- aches and dizziness and other symptonras of anaemia that I felt I did not care whether I lived or died. One day, how- ever, when reading our local paper I read a testimonial given by a young girl in favor of Dr. Williams" Pink Pilus, ancL as her symptoms were almost identical with my own I determined to try this medicine. Before I had used the sec- ond box I began to find benefit, and 1 continued; taking the pills until 1 had used seven er eight boxes, by which time I was fully restored, to health," To -day Miss Roberts looks as though she had never been ill a day in. her life, and she has no hesitation in say- ing she owes her present energy and Health to Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. Bad blood is the cause of all com- mon, diseases like anaemia, headaches„ paleness, general weakness, heart palpi- tation, neuralgia, indigestion, and the special ailments that only womenfolk ).now. Dr. Williams' Pink Pilus cure these common ailments, because they make rich, red, health -giving blood, brac- ing the jangled nerves and giving strength to every organ in the body, - Do not take any pills without the full name, "Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People," on the wrapper around each box. Sold by all medicine dealers or by mail at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50 from the Dr. Williams' Medi- cine Co., Brockville, Ont. THIS DUMY CAN FIGHT. Mechnical Prize Fighter Keeps a Live Boxer Busy. A !mechanical prize fighter, designed to serve as boxing partner for the pro- fesisonal pugilist, has been invented by a New Britain, Conn., man, accord- ing to the Scientific American, this machine is really a formidable fighter, and bas already gained quiet an envi- able reputation in the many encounters it has had with local talent. Not only! does it deliver straight leads and coup teig, but it varies these with an ocea- sianal upper cut and its blows are rained with a speed and power that are the envy -sof the pros eses onaa boxer. The machine does not' "teIegdaph," that is, it does not give a warning o? a coming blow by a preliminary backward jerk, which is ea common to all but the esst of• boxers. Nor can the opponent ea*, cape these blows by side stepping, be- cause the automaton will follow him from one side to the other. At each side of the opponent is a trap door, connect- ed with the base of the machine in sucih; a way that when he steps on ease or other of these doors the machine will swing around toward. him. The arms. of the mechanical boxer are fitted With spring plungers which are connected with crank handles turned by inaebinery. Sep -1 arate crankshafts are used for the right acrd left arms, and they carry pulleys between which an idle pulley is mounted. These pulleys are connected with the main driving pulley by a belt which is Shifteel from side to side, bringing first one and then the ether of the boxing arms into action. The belt -shifter is op- erated by an irregular cam at the bot- tom of •the machine ,and gives no' ink- ling as bo which fist is about to strike. Aside from this, the body of the boxer is arraeaged to swing backward or for- ward under the control of an irregulaar cam, so that the blows will land in dif- ferent planes on the opponent. For in- stance, a backward swing of the body twill deliver an uppercut. The machine is driven by an electric motor, and can be made to rain blows as rapidly as the, best boxer can receive them, or it may bo operated slowly for the instruction of the novice: As the machine is fitted' with spring arms and gloves, an agile' opponent can ward oft the blooms and thus protect himself. Hugging Barred in Waltz. (United profesional masters of dancing deoese squeezing must stop.) A waltz without a hum --egad! "Tis "Hamlet" without hamlet; F,•nough to make a fellow :mad And breathe a gentle damniet. And what of her, sweet Mazie, fair, Who loves to be the htaggee? There's something in the troubled air That echoes: "They aro buggee." A ktssless love, a scentless rose Are things within all reason A waltz without a hug, suppose -- Such supposition's treason. What, never do the graceful wheel Eimbrazing .gentle lMazie? Plow would the tender maiden feel? She'd simply dem me crazy. I must give up the fasainato Ing dervith-sort df dancing, If I'm deni"�itid the blissful, great, Sweet, better part entrancing. So tare thee well, no more for me-•- 'Tlfe bitter truth I'm facing•• - One might as well dance with a tree .As waltz without embra.ting. —New York Herald. Hunt for Chorus Girls. (Boston Herald,) The annual bunt is now being carried mal in Now York and Philadbiphla for chor girls. There seams to be quite an unto Madshortage in the supply and search is ad among stenographers, church singers, want• curlets and bookkeepers. Nothing IS satO about the old ladies' homes but they gee nrabahly enestled first, -