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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1906-09-07, Page 7CEYLON J 6 A"li"(URAL CREE,:.'. TEA once and you wall never return to the adulterated teas of .again, LEAD PACKETS ONLY doe, 50e, GOe per lb. at all Grocers see! b Gs gee were ED "3"- La u'tea, a 9 co e. "What, and leave your fair side all unguarded, lady." "Oh, my fair side is accustomed to take care of itself very successfully." "Then may I confess to a low minded hope that your uncle may ask nae to dinner ?—though, by the way, I am scarcely fit to present myself." is so very ubiquitous. She was the first person that I recognized when 1 reached Bombay, and one of the first when I reached Kirktoun. I wonder Lady Finistoun lets her make even a temporary settlement at the Lodge." A few more unimportant sentences "A hope I must nip in the bud. We brought them to the house, where they have dined." found Uncle Sandy enjoying forty winks "Great powers. Well, I need not lose while waiting till the darkness had deep - "Great ened sufficiently to render the lamp necessary. Mary was seated on the steps leading to the garden, reading by the fast-fadinglight. "Eh! What's wrens?" cried Uncle Sandy, rousing up confusedly. "Sir St. Join Lisle has come to see you, uncle" "What's his wull?" in an irritated tone. "I am very sorry to disturb you; but I did not like to pass your house without calling to say that I have had no answer as yet to my letter, so we will keep well this side of the supposed. boundary, and get into no trouble, till the matter is d.ecided." "SWeel, it canna be helpit." "No, certainly not. May I lave you a couple of brace of grouse, Mr. Craig? They are good plump birds." "I am much obliged to you. They are fine and digestible good. Where are they?" "The gillie is just outside with my bag." "Mona, ea' Phemie to tak' them!" "Then I will not trespass on you any longer. Pray, young ladies, do you not feel disposed to punt me on my way? this precious chance of speaking to yo. t I suppose I shall never see you except through a haze of Highland relations." "No; it is not very likely." "If you knew how anxious I ane to ask you a variety of questions, you would give me some opportunity of a tete-a-tete," "You can ask as many as you like. I have no secrets" "What, does your uncle know you re- fused Waring." "How do you know I did?" "Oh. I know how desperately in love he was, and it is currently reported that you did, and that he went to the bad is consequence." "Nonsense," returned Mona, a grave, hard expression replacing the smile which had played round on her lips. "You and I, Sir St. John Lisle, have seen en- ough of the world we live in to know that women seldom have sufficient in- fluence to make or mar any man's life." "I am not so sure. I fancy if any wo- men ever had, you would be one of them." He looked sharply at her as he spoke. She laughed naturally and merrily. The moon is rising, and the walk back "Consideringetko score of womatt who ! would be charming?" are most influential, I do not think your Mary rooked at Mona, evidently ready to return` her good offices if necesary, but the other laughed, and said they could enjoy the view from the window without the trouble of walking. Lisle reproached both for refusing his request, and bidding them a gay good -night, de- parted on his homeward road. "Aweel, 1 didna want to hear he had nae letter," murmured Uncle Sandy. "I'd rather have my bit doze than a' his birdies!" and settled to his nap again. "Ah!" whispered Mary Black, "it's not the letter than brought him here. I am afraid but you are a hard-hearted lassie, Mona. He is a handsome, grand -looking gentleman." "He is not nearly as good-looking as Kenneth," said Mona, laughing at Mary's evident delight in the discovery she thought she had made. Meanwhile Lisle walked rapidly down hill in the direction of the hotel wh'ere he and his friend put up, and thinking very earnestly of the interview he had just had. In the new scenes and occupations of his life in India, be had lost much of the impression which the little episode of his had left upon him. Her breaking with Waring, after hav- ing accepced him, had been a mystery he could not fathom. As she seemed indif- ferent to himself, why clid she not marry a rich, easy-going fellow, who would do anything for her? Had she fallen in love with any other man? Had she a fruit is more heavenly sweet than even secret history, which might account for the blossom." her 'eccentric conduct? "Yet, I imagine that anticipation is "However that may be, she was fond always better than fruition," said Mona, quite urnnoved by the implied compli- ment. They walked a few steps in silence, then Lisle exclaimed.— "What banishment it unlet be for you to live here with these very excellent people." charming figure she has. Her eyes too, On the'contrary, I feel quite at home. they are darker and softer—but steady! $ am fond of my uncle, because he is There is a curious look of resolution in fond of me, and I find life quite endur- , ., the meet imine, If I were able. "Do, you always love those who love you?" "Yes, always." "Except in poor Waring's case." "That was the exception which proves the rule. Probably I should have been wiser had I conformed to your sound ad- vice," turning to hire with a frank, sweet smile, 'but I cannot say I repent my rejection of it." 'I fear," said Lisle, gravely, 'that you no longer consider me a friend, as you used." "On the contrary, 1 am very pleased to weloome such a friend, after his long absence." "Thank you," and Lisle walked beside her in silence for a few minutes. "I see Lady Finistoun has. not been long. in finding you out," he resumed. " I met her just before I overtook you; she was accompanied by that fearful female, Miss Morton; have you ever met her be - tore.' " "Never.,, "4 'Wonder that you have not. She opinion_ flattering." "Why, do you not think good. women ,influence us?" "Not often, I fancy." "You hays grown woildly-wise since we met, Mono?" "Does an absence of nearly four years make you more familiar with my name than you used to be," she asked coldly. "Yes," he returned, looking down in- to her eyes, "because I have thought of you so often, and called you Mona in my heart since we parted.." Mona met his eyes very steadily, while OM amused expression crept • into her own. "Call me what you like in the inner region you term heart, but pray let your lips conform to the usages of this mun- dane society in which we live and hove and have our being," she said, careless- lyLisle was silent for a. moment. "I accept your rebuke," he said, 'and will net again offend.." "Oh, I did not mean to rebuke," said Mona, good-humoredly—"only to re- mind." "You have changed enormously," re- sumed Lisle. "You seem years older" "Thank you. That is a rare compli- ment." "'I will not be chaffed into retracting it, I meant that you seem more mature; and 1 find, as I always do, that the of me once, in a proud, shy, reluctant way," he thought. "I was certain of it till that day when she took my advice about Waring so differently from what 1 expected. By Jove! I am rtight, too! I have felt her tremble when I put my arm around her in a waltz, and it nearly glade me make a fool of myself. 'What a plain it away? No, I dare net approach the subject. Well, 1 know women pretty well—give nee 'tune, and ',think 1 shall win this puzzling girl. No one ever took suele a hold on my heart --no, my, fancy, before," CHAPTER, XX. It was, on the whole, a bright egg, at Crai,;darroch. Mona found Mary a very pleasant companion—a quiet, kindly, sen- sible girl, whose hearty admiration and profound faith was a gratifying tribute to her new friend. Uncle Sandys uneasy pride had perhaps never before been so satisfactorily fed, and, like all things thus satiated, was lulled to sleep for the present. If at any time the currents of his temper flowed from the east, it was against Kenneth They eliafed; and lieu. neth was more inflexible than formerly. It was a great relief to Mona to have a partner in her readings and writings and general care of Uncle Sandy. More- over, Mary had. learned to play chess with her father, the schoolmaster, and al- lowed herself to be beaten with much tact—occasionally winning to keep up the illusion. Amid this temporary tranquility and comfort, Mona often though of her dear, kind. Deb; not that Deb would care for a life of inactivity and seclusion—busy days, occasional theatres, concerts and soirees, where slie might display a dainty and becoming cap, this was the existence which suited her. Isut by her own heart Moira knew what a blank her absence left in thcf warm-hearted, bright -spirited woman's life. She was therefore a most steady and satisfactory correspondent, giving a weekly picture of her days, and descriptions of her readings and musing. She made, However, very slight mention of Lisle; but slight as it was, it sufficed to set Mme. Debrisay off. "Your letter, as usual, reached me on Saturday. I can't tell you how I look forward to it; and it's like you, dear, to be so faithful in writing. You seem to have far better weather than we have in London; it is warm and clamp, and the streets as greasy as if all the tallow - chandlers in town had poured grease over them. People are coming back, and my days are getting filled up, .so 1 feel less lonely than I did at first. Is it not a queer turn, your meeting that nice, ele- gant Captain Lisle away .there in the wilds? I always thought, and always will think, that he was a great admirer of yours; and if be nad not been sent off to India just when your poor grand- mother died, there's no knowing what might have happened: I hope, dear, you will not turn up your nose at him as you generally do—Lady Lisle would look well and suit you well. How does your uncle put up with a such a thorough -gale g aristocrat? I hope you are keeping him (Uncle Sandy) well in hand; you must always remember the old lines, 'Tender- hearted stroke the nettle," etc., etc.; and a Scotch thistle requires a firmer grip than anything else! I am not sure I like all you tell me about your new friend Miss Back. Don't let her, or Kenneth, either, get too strong a hold on the old gentleman. The Scotch are deep and deceitful, I have always heard. Now for some of my own news. I have some new pupils—two daughters of a Mrs. Rivers, who has lately colic from India, and is giving these girls finishing lessons before taking them back with her. Lady Hayter recommended hie. One of them (Miss Rivers, I mean) has as much ear apd as much voice as a crow. I told her mother it was robbery to take her money, for I could clo her no good, and she was not pleased, The other girl has a sweet little pipe enough, so I go on with both of them, This, however, is a twist in the stream of my narrative. A few days ago, I had stayed over, nay time and Mrs. Rivers asked me to come into luncheon. 1 was starving ---talking and singing make one fearfully hungry ---so 1 went in. They were very pleasant and had a nice curry. "Presently • a General something was announced; and a very grand old war- rior marched in. "A great tall, thin man—a bag of bones you might say—with big black eyebrows, and anei•y-looking eyes; but his hair was. white and his face brown, and he- had an empty sleeve. He was named to me and gave. me -a stare, as much as to say, 'Who the deuce are you?' Then he began to talk in short sentences, and with what we might term a 'staccato fortissimo' manner. Some- how his eyes and voice seemed familiar to ine, only I. could not find a clear place for him in my memory. When he had eaten some eurry—and abused it—and taken a glass of hock and seltzer, he said, loolcinrr at nip es if be was going to ac- cuse me of murder: •"11 hat did yuu say this lady's name is?' "Madame Debrisay,' said Mrs. Riv- ers. '• `Iluniph!' said he; 'are you a French- woman?' No,' said 1; 'but I am next door to one—I am Irish !' "'From what part of that unfortunate country, may I ask?' more politely. "'Froin hallykillruddery.' "'Ali, 1 thought so!' "And he was silent for a bit; then he said, with a pleasanter senile than I thought his grim face could put on: "'I see you have no recollection of me.' "'Your voiee and face are not strange to me,' I said, my heart beginning to beat, 'but I cannot recall your name' "'have you quite forgotten a gunner called Fielden—Mark Fielder—who won the cup at the Ballyk:llruddery bunt races in '53, more than thirty years ago?' "'Do I not? And I helped to do up my cousin Rose Nugent'; hair with rib- bons of me colors fur the rare ball! I know you now, and I must shake hands with you!' So we shook hands and his brown face softened and glowed while he talk- ed to Rose. He was desperately in love with her, and they were engaged. He went off to India; she stayed at home got a wetting out boating, took cold, and went off in a. decline. He married, and lost his wife, and now he is wand- ering about in indifferent health. I should net have mentioned all this if it had not been for a bit that will interest you. In the course of conversation, it turned out that the general is some re- lation of poor Mr. Waring's, and he is awfully vexed with him. It seems he has got through a heap of money, and has gone to America. A friend of the gener- al's saw him breaking horses last spring in California. I said 1 had met him, and what good fellow I thought him. Then the general said he was an ass, and had had let himself be knocked out of the running because be could not get a girl lie wanted to marry him,' Of course I did not let on that I knew anything about it, and the subject dropped. Then my old general asked for my address, and said he would come and see me some Sunday ---which, I told him was my only free day—but I don't fancy he will. "Now, my darling, I have mused long enough, and 1 must stop. When shall I see you again. Can't you persuade your uncle to conte up to town for a little more physic, You make him too happy and comfortable. I was going to write, 'Don't refuse Sir St. John Lisle with- out thinking twice,' but I will not. Mat- rimony is a tremendous experiment, and I'll not venture to recommend it. God bless you, my own dear. My best res- pects to your uncle. Ever your loving friend, "Geraldine Debrisay." The remembrance of his pained ex- pression and quivering lips when he left her—after she had broken with him— haunted her for some time, as it always did, after it bad been roused by any allusion to her rejected lover. But her housekeeping cares, the demands of Uncle Sandy, the pleasure of a ramble with Mary, helped to banish these un- pleasant thoughts, The Thursday on which Mona was to have a peep once more at the world she felt she had quitted forever, rose fresh and clear after yesterday of storm and rain. Lady Finistoun had offered to drive over after luncheon and fetch her, so Mona—relieved from the necessity of taking out Uncle Sandy's ramshackle conveyance, dressed, and having put up a carefully arranged dinner dress and change of raiment, waited quietly for her ladyship's appearance. Uncle Sandy had driven away early with Kenneth to the sale of Highland cattle at Kirktoun. and Mary had gone to carry some jelly to the shepherd's mother, who was old and weak. Mona was reading a review sent her by Mine. Debrisay, when the heard the sound of a carriage driving up, "Slee is earlier than I expected," was her mental comment as she glanced at the clock. "It is barely half past three." Voices were heard speaking in the hall and Mons, rose, intending to go out and meet her friend, when the door opened, and Lisle entered unannounced, his -drat in his hand, looking bright and brown. Mona colored in spite of herself. "Good. morning,'he cried, cheerily. "I hope you will forgive a change of plans. Lady Finistoun finds she must drive in to Kirktoun to meet Major and Mrs. Menteith— Finistoun's sister, you know —so I offered myself and my dogcart to convey you to the Lodge. I hope you will forgive the change." Mona was silent for an instant, while she took a rapid view of the situation: That she was annoyed at being caught in such a trap, need not.be said. She did not, however, see nay wee, mai: of it. and her first tare was to hide any symptom of anneyance from the gay cavalier wile What is a Backache? IT IS NATURE'S WARNING TO WOMEN Diseases of Woman's Organism Cared and Cosseqvnt Iain Stepped by Lydia E. Pink. barn's Vegetable Compound. " It seems as though my back would oreak." Women utter these words over and over again, but continue to drag along and suffer with aches in the small of the back, pain low down in the side "bearing -down" pains, nervousness and no ambition for any task. me 1 ane IooIts taorougnered, fever a woman did 1 There is a sort of conscious power about her smile that stings a fel low's pride. I wonder if she is thinking of me? or of that other possible loved whose existence would explain much? wonder if that word of oounsel I ven- tured to offer still rankles? Dare 1 es - r' sr/4,A ,y, so'' e"J „ /`; d'8' Mom? +sr.^, seer:F=A :G=1=.' They do not realize that the back is the mainspring of woman's organism, and quickly indicates by aching a dis- eased condition of the female organs or idneys,. and that the aches and pains will continue until the cause is removed. Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com- .ound has been for many years the one nd only effective remedy 111 such eases. [t speedily cures female organs and kid - ley disorders and restores the female rgans to a healthy condition. • ear Mrs. Pinkham :— " I suffered a long time with female rouble having intense pains in the back nd abdomen and very sick headaches every onth. 1 was tired and nervous all the me and life looked very rlreniy to me and had no desire to live until I began to take Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound sand to get some relief. My recovery was slow but it was sure, and I never regretted the money spent for the Compound as it brought me back to good health. "It seems to be a medicine especially adapted to the ills of our sex and I amlad to say a good word for it."—sirs, Albert 'Mann, 154 Gore Vale Ave., Toronto, Ont. ,No other person can .give such helpful advise to women who are sick as can Mrs, Pinkham, daughter-in-law of Lydia E. Pinkham. Her address le Lynn, Mass., and her advice free. stood awaiting her commands, . "Oh, I have nothing to forgave," she said, smiling. "If you do not mind tak- ing ane and my dress basket, I am ready to start." "Well, said," cried. Lisle, exultingly. "As it is a fine clear afternoon, and we have plenty of time, I will take you round by Balmuir; the views are splen- did 'nearly all the way." (To be Contmued.1 4oa A 'MOTHER'S STORY. She Tells How Dr. Williams' Pink Pills Saved Her Daughter. Anaemia is the doctors' mania for bloodlessness. It is an ailmeitit that affects almost every girl in her teens. Womanhood makes new demands upon her blood supply that she cannot meet. Month after month her strength, her very very life, are being drained. away. No food and no care can do her. any good. No common medicine can save her. She needs new blood. New blood is the one thing the only thing -that can make a healthy woman of her. Dr. Wil- liams' Pink Pills actually make neve( blood. That is why they never fail to cure anaemia. That is how they save from an early grave scores of young girls whose health and strength depend upon their blood supply. Mrs. Anson Clark, .Arden, Ont., says: "Dr. Williams' Pink Pills have been a great blessing in my family, as two of my daughters have used them, with marked success. When. my eldest daughter was about seventeen she began to fail in health. Her blood seemed to have turned to water. She was troubled with headaches and dizzi- ness; the least exertion would cause her heart to palpitate violently and she could not walk up stairs without stopping to rest. She doctored for upwards of a year, and the doctor said she did not have as much blood in her body as an or- dinarily healthy person would have in one arm. The doctor's treatment did not do her a particle of good. She seemed slowly fading away. Then she became afflicted with salt rheum, and her bands were almost raw. About this time a neighbor advised the use of Dr. Williams' Pink Pills, and she began taking them. After using the pills for a few weeks WO could see an improvement, her appe- tite began to improve and a trace of color came to her cheeks. She continued taking thepills until she had used thir- teen boxes, when she was as -well and strong its even, every trace of both the anaemia and salt rheum had disap- peared and she has since enjoyed the best of health. Later on my youngest daugh- ter, aged fifteen, began to lose her health, but thanks to our experience with Dr. Williams' Pink Pills we knew where to look for a cure and after using lout boxes of pills she was all right again. I have also used the pills myself for ner- vous troubles, with complete success" Rich, red blood is the secret of health —Dr. Williams' Pink Pills is the secret of rich, red blood. They actually make rich, red blood, that is why they pure anaemia, headaches and backaches, indi- gestion, nervous prostration, heart palpi- tation, neuralgia, rheumatism, sciatica, St, Vitus dance and the ailments that make the lives of so many women and growing girls miserable. Sold by all meds icine dealers or by mail at 50 cenks a box or six boxes for $2.50 from The Dr. Williams' Medicine Co.. Brockville, Ont. ao4. The Age to Marry. And, you will say, at what age should a man marry? Well, at all events. never before he is quite prepared to provide for a wife, whatever her position may, be. When this indispenseble condition is satisfied, I shall say never, or seldom, be- fore 1 everthirty. try matrimony as an experiment —that is to say, never before you are ab- solutely certain you will prefer it to all the rest. I heard the other day a very good piece of advice, whish I should like to repeat.here. as I endorse it thorough- ly: A man should marry a woman half his age, plus seven. Try it at whatever age you like, and you will find it works very well, taking for granted all the while that, after all, a man as well as a woman is the age that he looks and feels.—The late Max O'Rell. ' 9 4 Evening Newspapers and Success. (Washington Evening Star.) Tho evening newspaper Is unmistakably the paper of progress of success. Its de- velopment in point of circulation and ad- vertising patronage during the past two decades is the mast strilcing fact in all the record of American journalism. The people of this country, 1n truth, have awakened to the fact that in the evening newspaper they find the type of themselves and their times, and they have supported and enoouraged it accordingly, until it Is now the dominat- Ing factor in the newspaper world of this eoi:tineu:. Time to Feel Grateful. Nervous Johnny—I love the smell of motor ears. Hostess—Really? What an extraordin- ary taste! Why do you like it? N. J.—Because when you smell it you know the danger's past.