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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1907-10-18, Page 3rnnttiMIMEMSOZMIZE MAXIM ir_s9 1`�1�t,1�261(5.td'`W1'US'1''17Nf:1Of.4'WNrI ltl'N CHAPTER VIII. The governor and his family were set- tled in the executive palace. Daniel Hueter had instructed' his wife' to invite ier her abode en thep lacetlaw for the period: to take up f their own residence there. It had Ifgen a very de- lightful task for the merry girls to range from room to room, through the spaci- ous suites of elegantly furnished sham hers, and chose their owne apartments— and much ohattering, changing, and dis- puting ensued before they could be ex- actly fksuited. Every one admired Mrs. Hunter, but it was with a deep, hushed enthusiasrh of admiration, as of sone being far remov- ed above their sphere of thought and sympathy. And, indeed, Augusta was too much absorbed in the deep joy of her domestic life to be familiar with her social circle. Her life was a worship of unclouded joy. But the centre of all the interest in that mansion was the infant, Masud. She seemed absolutely to be the first and last, the prevailing thought of parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles and servants. She was the heiress of her fa- ther and mother, of course, but she was also declared to be the heiress of a wealthy relative in England, who had re - wetly sent out to the infant costly christening; presents, and as gold or gold- en presents have a sort of cohesive at- traction about them, no sooner was little Maud's future English inheritance heard of than her father's two elder bachelor brothers, John and Joseph hunter; the wealthy hardware merchants of Balti- more, bad made their will, leaving their immense property solely to Maud Perci- val, only daughter of Daniel and Augus- ta Hunter. And so the little lady was destined to be probably the richest heir- ess in America. And what was strange, no jealousy was felt by her young un- married aunts and uncles—they seemed to think no offering too rich to be laid on the shrine of the little goddess, and only felt themselves the want of fortune in having none to bequeath to her. And the devotion shown to this child was not only worship, but superstitious idolatry. Even Daniel Hunter was not free from it. Inordinate affection for his only daughter was the one sole weak- ness of his mighty nature. His first visit in the morning and his last at night was to her crib. No matter how urgent and harassing the State 'business, or how pleasant and long -protracted the festive scene, he was never too weary with buss. ness or with pleasure to go and stand ' and gaze upon his sleeping child, until anxiety and weariness and time itself were fora'otten in the faseivating spell. The fashionable season in town was over at last. The balls and concerts all forgotten, the theatres and public balls and "palatial" residences' all closed, and the gay world dispersed to the mount- ains and the seaside and to fashionable watering places. Official business kept the governor late in the summer at the eexeutive mansion, and Daniel Hunter kept his family there with him. An ex- cursion was, however, planned to allevi- ate the heat and tedium of the July days. This was a steamboat trip down the bay as far as Witoh Island, and a picnic party there. The members of the governor's council, with their families, remitted in town, and these formed a very pleasant select party of the right stamp for the occasion. The dray appointed for the excursion was the 15th of July, and: the steamer chartered for the use of the party was the beautiful little Sea Mew. member of Daniel Hunter's numerous family connection, from grand -uncles to the infant, were to be of the party. There was but one ohild on board—little Maud 'Hunter --and excited• as all the wearied city party were with the pres- peet of the wild sea trip, the greatest in- terest was shown in her. She was tak- en from the arms of Stella, her pretty nurse, and passed from one to another of both ladies and gentlemen, and admired to excess. Ann, in truth, little Maud looked very beautiful; and it seemed no exaggeration at all to call her a little seraph, She seemed one without the wings. While they were caressing the beauti- ful child, the steamboat cast loose from the wharf, turned, and took its course down the bay. The city gradually re- ceded, and the bay, or, rather, that arm of the hay, miscalled S n 'River, widened before there. • But few could leave the lovely child to look upon the lovely scene. • The boat was well out to sea in three hours' run—that is to say, by 9 o'clock —soul by 10 o'clock they reached Witch "Oh! my God!" eried Augusta, sink - Islands a wild,, desolate, sandy isle of ing down upon the deek. air r0 xxxxzzczomain u "When,A.ugusta1 Clood lioavens, Aug. reseeseporreavatieseveserewevasiweess "Drowned.! drowned! My shad has fal- len out of the window a. and, is drowned!" cried fell ve en her face with those who loved her migl. be her last. CHAPTER Loathing the sunight, -i and blaspheming Heaven Norah had fled from the g ful sight still glaring or awful sound still rrnga —the vision of her son as the fatal drop—a living in a shroud --and the Inst of the spring, the fall the rushing whirr of tb Is wes glaring on her Me ing in her ears, it was brain as she fled away, ;A pall of On and misery and death seemed to lower dark and stifing over the City, With ber hand pressed 'upon her ears and eyes, as if to shut out sight and sound, she fled through the city, and be- yond it into the green field, and past them into the darkest depths of the for- est. On the fourteenth of July she heard of the governor's projected trip down the river and bay. and a keen desire for re- venge surged in the woman's breast. With •-the surpassing subtlety of in- sanity, Norah managed on the fifteenth of July to coneeal herself on board the boat. She accompanied the party down the bay. To make away with `Sweet Maud" was her purpose, but there seemed no oppor- tunity of carriny out 'her fell design till the little party were on the return journey. Ever on the alert, she had heard two persons, the mother and the nurse, en- ter the deserted cabin.,: She heard the gentle voce of the another directing the nurse to put out the lights. She heard her also dismiss the nurse. And then fol- lowed darkness and silence, softly brok- en at last by the mother's low, melodi- ous voice as she sang and rocked the babe to sleep. Next She heard the en- trance of another--Letty—and she lis- tened to the conversation that ensued. Lastly she heard the ; mother and the young anut open the stateroom door adjoining her own and lay the babe to rest. She laughed at the careful, eying colloquy between them as they took one precaution after the other against any chance harm or inconvenience to their darling. She laughed when she heard them talk about the window, and each ask and assure each other that the win- dow was perfectly safe. And she laughed more when she heard them go out and leave the babe alone. But soon she heard the voice of the nurse as she came and drew a chair near the baby's state- room door. And then Norah looked out about a hundred acres, covered with warm, reedy grass, and a grove of gi- gantic pine trees—hence sometimes call- ed Pine Island—it lay some thirty miles south of the mouth of 8 u River, and within a mile of the shore. The shore for many leagues up and down was sandy and desolate, and covered with a growth of pine trees, hence this section of the State was called the Pine Bar- rens. The shore and the fele were both uncultivated, uninhabited, and unfre- quented. They had never been the resort or ,picnic or excursion parties. And it was upon these accounts that the isle had been selected by our party, and it was this set of cireumetances that lent to the excursion something of the novel- ty and adventurous aspect of an explor- ing expedition. Everybody enjoyed the outing, and it was with regret that the trippers got aboard the gay little steamer and put off from the isle. Augusta remained in the cabin, engag- ed in a much more interesting occupation than that of gazing upon the fairest scene than ever nature spread out be- fore the eye of man. She was seated in a low rocking chair, nursing her child to sleep, pressing the babe to her bosom, and singing in a low, sweet voice, as she gently rocked to and fro. At last the deep sleep of the baby war- ranted its being laid down, and the leo- ther softly arose and went on deck, fol- lowed bt Letty. They were approaching very near the city now, and very soon the steamboat touched the wharf. Carriages were seen waiting there, according to order, to car- ry the company home. In a moment all on the steamboat was in a gay bustle; ladies looking for their bonnets, scarfs and parasols, etc.; gentlemen hunting. up hats, gloves and umbrellas, or assisting their ladies with their light shawls and mantles. Augusta left her husband's arm, and went down below to attend to little Maud. There was no one in the cabin, except Letty, who was standing before a glass, tying on her bonnet, and Stella, who stood near her, with a large lace shawl and an infant's cloak hanging ov her. arm. "We have not taken .Maud up• yet said Letty, "we did not wish to destu the darling Till th:e last moment" "It is time now, however; -,the stea boat is at the tabarf" said Augusta, aa she•opeaed tha'saliitat atim door io. we But the window was open and tl babe was gone! Paralyzed by the sight, the moth stood—yet -she did not believe the worn' She thought grandmother, or one of t young aunties, had taken her up a thrown the window open for more ligl —only that open window above the w ter—it gave her such a shock! She hoe ened out, still trembling, and asked, a faltering voice: "Letty, why did you take the ba up without telling me?" and It taantingegiven snob-- a leaned against the door. "I! I haven't taken the child u Didn't I tell you just now I thought wouldn't disturb her till the last ,. ar anent?""Somebodyed els as, in s then. pOh t '1 wino they would not do things withoua let- ting me know. 1 am SO nervous where my baby is concerned. Mother! Harriet! Elizabeth! Where are you, girls? Bring Maud here directly, please!" exclaimed Augusta, hurrying from the cabin to the deck. "What is the matter, what � has happened? od Heaven, Augusta! You look so deadly pale and faint!" said. Daniel Hunter, meeting her. "Nothing nothing at all Has happen- ed, only my excessive foolishness again. I want my child! Lucy! Luey" Daniel Hunter frowned. "You are realy getting to be a very absurd woman, Mrs.. Bunter!" "Ohl I know it! I know it! but I want my baby!! Elizabeth! Lucy!" ex- claimed Augusta, hurrying past him. Old Mrs. Hunter and her daughters were standing on the forward deck, ready to go on shore, when Augursta rushed among them—and afraid to give .verbal utterance to the feaars that her reason, told her were absurd- while her every act and looke betrayed them, she asked, in fainting tones: "Where is my child? Ia she wrapped up well? Give her to ins 1" "What do you mean, Augueta? We have not go her! We left Letty and Stel- la to take her up and dress her. They have gat her. Why, what's the matter?" the water, ugusta, and hriek which Sall hope to xmeg earth, hie wretched we, One aw- r eyes, one n her ears s stood upon Ian enveloped taneous click Ghe trap and falling body. it was ring,. addening her 'ANTED A: good Cools for farnlly of two. Highest wades paid. References required. Write MRS. JOHN 111, EASTWOOD, (l Box 97, Hamilton, Ont. undergone during the day, foil asleep again. CH AFTER X. 'then that awful day --that day of the darkest doom --was over, when the last sorrowful offices of love and the last solemn rites of religion had been per- formed for the dead., and when all efforts to recover the living and the lost r had failed and been abandoned, and when the youthful widow could remain no longer absent from her ill 'and orphaned boy—then Father Goodrich placed his parish for a week under the sole charge of his colleague, and harnessed. up the little donkey -cart to take Ellen and her child home. To the poor young widow this was a very sorrowful journey, full of harrowing recollections and associa- tions. In passing every familiar scene ho had loved so well, her heart bled afresh --Mand on reaching the chosen spot of which he had spoken so hopefully on the last dark day of his life, her grief burst forth with passionate violence. And nothing could have sustained her through this last trial but the presence, the prayers and the religious consola- tions offered by the good priest. It was late in the evening when they reached Deep Dingle, the forest home of Ellen. It was a gray rock cottage, overgrown with moss and creeping vines, and overshadowed by high, wooded hills. There was no cultivated ground near it, except a small garden, with a few fruit trees inclosed by a low stone wall, moss grown and covered with creepers, like the cottage. As the little old donkey - cart wound slowly and carefully down the rocky hill, old Abishag, the nurse, stood watching at the cottage gate. And when it drew up and stopped, and Ellen got out, the old servant came forward to meet her, and the young widow burst into a flood of tears, and threw herself, weeping, into the arms of the faithful and affectionate creature. That told the tale! Ellen almost instantly disengaged herself, ana, mating how the sick boy was, without waiting for the answer, rushed into the house to ascertain for herself. "And where is the old mistress?" ask- ed Abishag, as she received the young baby from the arms of Father Good- rich. "We do not know—she has been miss- ing since the day of the execution. When I return to the city, I shall prose- cute the search for her. And. now, Abis- hag. you must not inflict your young mistress with any questions or com- ments upon anything that has occurred in. the city. 'You must not even give her the least encouragement to talk about those tIJKit,{,y os ad to do eon ill... X117 R" �1j'h rp 6 ` off, and interest -her en ire !i of; t a housekeeping and the children. How is the sick child?" "A good deal • wors e r sir," r"r at these Abishag, heaving 1 g accumulated troubles. The priest hastened into the house, there he found Ellen in the extremity of anxiety by the bedside of her boy, who was rolling about lit the delirium of fever, and piteously 'tallier; for the mother, who, unrecognized, bent over him. The imminent dangn of thin child was of the greatest benefit to Ellen. It aroused her from the deep despair that night else have been fatee. Tt taught her, by the fear of losing then., how great the blessings were that yet re- mained to bind her to life ---to excite her to action. The extreme illness of her boy lasted several days, and when the crisis of life and death was safely passed, and the child lived, Ellen exper- ienced what she never thought to feel again—joy, gratitude to (rod, hope for the future! She was enabled to listen to the practical advice of Father Good- rich, who had' remained with her during this danger. The priest advised her to write to her wealthy relatives—who had, indeed, disowned Ellen ever since her love marriage with poor 'William O'- Leary, but who, if they bad hearts of flesh, must pity and succor her in her heavy misfortunes. Ellen was not com- posed enough to write, but she permit- ted Father Goodrich to write for her. And the priest still deferred his depar- ture until an answer should be re- ceived. It came—a hard, unchristian letter, the pith of which was a coarse and vul- gar proverb: "As Ellen had made her bed she lutist lie upon it,"and this last disgrace of her husband's death on the gallows forever precluded the possibility of a recognition of her by her family. It was a letter to which there could be no possible answer. (To be continued.) No, Mande, dear, you can't send shoes through the mail. by simply stamp- ing your feet. BADLY RUN DOWN Through Overwork—Dr. Williams Pink Pills Restored Health and Strength. Badly run down Is the condition•' of thousands throughout Canada — haps you ere one of them. You find+ 1 work a burden. You are weak easi- ly tired; out of sorts; pale and+ than. Your sleep is restless, your a' " =tlte poor and you suffer from hea' < <h All this suffering os caused. by bad! blood and nothing can make ye well but good blood. — nothing can mdse this good blood so quickly as s Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale I People. These pills never fail to make riots, red, health -giving blo Mr. H. R. Reed, Quebec city, sage "About twelve months ago I was all run down as the result of over work. My doctor ordered me to take a came plete rest, but this did not help me. , I had no appetite, my nerves were unstrung and I was so weak I meld scarcely move. Nothing the doctor did helped me and I began to thick my ease was ineurable. While Bola fined to my room friends came to see me, and one of them advised me . to try Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. I did so, and soon my appetite improv- ed, my color came back, and in less than a month I was able to leave my room. I continued the pills for another month, and • they completely cured me. I ams now in the best of health and able to do niy work without fatigue. I feel sure that all who are weak will find renewed health and strength in Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. -11rey certainly saved me from a life of misery." 'When Dr. Williams' Pink Pills make new blood they go right to the root of and cure anaemia, rheumatism, St. Vitus dance, kidney trouble, indigestion, head- ache and backache, and those seeret ail- ments which maks the lives of tie many women and growing girls miserable. Sold by all medicine dealers or by mail. at. 50c. a box or six boxes for $2.50 from The Dr. Williams' Medicine Co., Brock- ville, Ont. ,® Dawn on the Prairies. While he ate the eastern sky lighten, ed. The mountains under the dawn look- ed like silhouettes out from slate -colored paper; those in the west showed faintly luminous. Objects about us became dimly visible. We could make out the windmill, and the adobe of the ranch houses, and the corrals. The cowboys arose one by one, dropped their plates into the dish pan, and began to hunt out their ropes. Everything was ob- scure and mysterious in the faint gray light. I watched Windy Bill near his tarpaulin. He stooped to throw over the canvas. 'Wen he bent, it was be- fore daylight: when he straightened hie beck, daylight had come. It was just like that, as though some one had reached out his hand to turn on the fT- luminataons of the world.—From Round- up Days, by Stewart Edward White, in The Outing Magazine for October. 44 0000 t ; ' 00 4)E Scoff's Emulsion strengthens enfeebled st>iarshig mothers by increasing their flesh and nerve force. It provides baby with the 1laecessaay fat and mineral food for healthy growth. ALL DRUGGISTS; BOo. AND $31.00. ou , as 1 1 snap peen arag- ed there by a falling body. Then she softly raised the child in her arms and gathered it close to her bosom. Little Maud, accustomed only to love and care, and knowing when awake and dreaming when asleep of nothing else, half smiled as she was lifted up, and mur- muring "Minnie," put her arms around the neck of her terrible foe and, with a sigh of tired infancy, resigned herself to rest again. Norah wore a large shawl.Laying the babe flatly as possible against her breast, and folding the shawl closely over ber, Norah :stole from the cabin, and creeping along under the shadows, reached the lower forward deck, which was also in deep gloom. ' The boat had now reached the wharf. A crowd of men wthrowingsomeout curing her to the p'1Pr, some the plonk, some bringing forward bas- kets, casks and hampers that were to go on shove. And everybody was too much en- gaged to notice a new -comer, who, be- sides, kept out of the range of observa- tion. Then Norah heard a sodden running to and fro up in the cabin and she knew they had mussed the child. Seizing a ham- per as: att excure she mingled with the crowd. (;creeping along under the shadows she gained the city streets, and swiftly and stealthily passing through them, she at 'last reached the opposite suburb, ran acmes the green fields and gained the forest the scene of her agony after be- reavement. Here she sat down in the trepidation, in the breathless delight of an accomplished vengeance.' She knew else hearts of those she had left behind were was very sweet. She laughed (tloud. Her wrung with agony as hers was once. It laughter rang through the silent forest. The child moved restlessly in 'her sours. She did not uotice it. she Tops palpitat- ing with joy at the fruition of her ven- geance. Site needed not to see the itBut t uleb of her adversary. She the strong little child moved vigorously un- der her +shawl and heaved itself over, and threw out one of its fat, 'pearly arms. Then elle opened its shawl and fanned its robe to .give it air. And then little Maud, wearied to exbaustioia by the play- ing and tossing and caressing she hid a,...OIP.. ..4...10...1„-..-,_......,... » AN IMPRESSION. "Ab, I have an lnmvossion!" exclaimed Dr. McCosh, the president of Princeton College, to the mental philosophy °lass, according to Judge. "Now, young gentlemen," continued the doctor, as he touched his head with his fozefinger, "can yoU tell me what an im- pression is 7" No answer. hat: no one knows 7 No one can tell me what an impression is 7" exclaimed the doctor. looking up and down the class. "I know," said Mr. Arthur. "An impres- sion is a dent in a soft dace." "Young gentleman," said the doctor, re- moving his hand from his forehead and growing red in the face, "you are exeueed for the day." BABY AND MOTHER. 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Ten feet below the surface, embedded in rock sand, a live crab is stated to have bean discovered under the following airman - stances: A workman employed by Mr. W. Ever- ard, a builder, was excavating the foun- dations of a building in Haydn street, when, on breaking off a huge lump of rock with a crowbar, he saw something move. A :closer examination showed that ; the moving thing was a live crab. Its shell measured three inches by two , inches. In thiekness the crab measured one and a quarter inches. It has eight' legs and two feelers, and is exactly like ! an ordinary sea crab, except that its shell has sharp, ragged edges. The suggestion is made that the crab must be three or four thousand years old. 4.. So it seems that the Japanese bane - oo ed, dant d- Don'tlikebeing hectBalt . more Sun.