HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1908-06-12, Page 3Jack ! my brother! my brother 1"
That word was the cause of the-
ter-
rible Confusion which brought so much
trouble in the near aftertime. •
Holding up his hand for silence, Lorri-
more raised her head. ' '
"Your brother2" he •said, , "Where is
.4a)
She motioned faintly toward the wood.
• "You mean that you left, him there?"
said Lord Lorrimore.•
;`Yes," she breathed with painful eager,
• nese and anxiety. "Take me to him!
Bring him to,me!"
Lorrimore beckoned two of the sten,
who stood ti looking on 'in respectful
silence.
"Go back and search," he said. "We
will wait here." A pressure of the weak
little hand thanked him, as she dropped
back exhausted by the few wordssine
had spoken.
The two men went back and tom-
s menced their search.. They had no dif-
ficulty in tracking their way through the
ss Vent and crushed undergrowth to the'
spot where Sylvia and Neville had, been
surprised 'and attacked, and' there, lying
dead, they , found the man Neville had
•shot. He was a young fellow of about
Neville's age, and n'ot'unlike him. In-
deed, all diggers, given similarity of age,
are somewhat alike in appearance. While
he had beenu'examining the,bag he bad
put. on Neville's pea -jacket. It was
stained by lust and clay, and the two
• vigilatits at once recognized it as a gen-
uine digger's; jaseleet. They looked ne
farther, though poor Neville at that
very' moment ley hidden in the thick
bush but a few yards from them. •
"This is him," said one of the men;
"this is her brother."
"And dead as ,a herrin'„poor devil',”
said. the, other. "I'm sorry for that poor
r1l� Vet's take the coat; she'll knbw
, if it's his •or not, and .that'll settle the,
, matter."
' They hurried back' to'•where Lorrimore
and the litter were waiting. , •
Thinking Sylvita still unconscious, one
' of the men held up the coat.
"We've found him, sir," he said. "Dead!
Pre's his coat."
'orrinnore put up his hand to stop him,
was too late; Sylvia •had heard
ful words, and recognized the coat.
skier shook her, and a faint cry
til her white lips, then, the hand
as death in Lorrimore's.
I" he said: "You've killed
I3" TERIti'.
dead, but the hand of
cd so near that. Lord Lorrf-
ccl scarcely tell whether she
not.
placed her gently in the cart the.
had sentto meet them, and Lor-
e rode with her, supporting her
ead upon his knee.
In the excitement caused by the news
f' the encounter with the rangers her
arrival at the camp was scarcely noticed.
Fortunately the doctor was a married
man, and she was carried directly to his
tent,, where she received every atten-
tion.
"It's a state of collapse," he said. "Pro-
longed terror, followed by the shock
caused by her news of her brother's
death, has simply stunned her. Poor
girl! Oh, yes, she'll recover; but she will
want careful nursing, and she shall have
it."
He was as good a shis word, and his
wife,' a warm-hearted. American, devoted
herself to the stricken girl as if she •had
been her daughter.
Lorrimore haunted the tent. In his
t' anxiety for Sylvia he almost forgot his
mission, and when it did flash across
him that hunting rangers and rescuing
damsels in distress was hardly searching
for Neville Lynne, he consoled himself
with the reflection that when Sylvia re-
o•overed he could ask her if such a man
as he was looking for was ,in Lorn Hope'
(:amp.
On the second day he learned from the
doctor that Sylvia's condition had im-
• proved. She was not yet, however, fully
conscious; her mind was only clear at
' intervals, and would ;wander off into
shadewiand as if loth to came back to
real life..
"She thinks of nothing but her broth-
er," said Mrs. Langley, the doctor's wife.
"It's pitiable to hear the poor girl call
upon Ins name. and in a voice that
brings the tears to yonr eyes. They must
have been'fond of each other."
Lord Lorrimore wandered about the
camp, watching the diggers, who went
on with their work as if the shooting,of
nine men was a most ordinary occur-
rence, and occasionally taking• his' gull
and getting a bird or two; bat three or
four times a day he was at the doctor's
tent making inquiries. • • •
A week passed in this way, and one
morning the doctor's wife informed him
that she thought Sylvia was well enough
to see him. • -, •,
Lorrimore entered the tent and found
Sylvia lying in an extemporized arm-
chair made out of empty boxes, and his
tender heart was touched by her altered
appearance.,,
Neville himself would scarcely have
recognized in the thin, wan face, with its.,
black -ringed, mournful eyes, the bright
and happy girl who had walked so hap-
pily through the wands with ,him but
seven days ago.
She held out her hand it was white
now, alas! instead of brown, and sleeked
woefully thin and long -and he took it
and sat down beside her.
"I am glad to see you are better," ho
,said, scarcely knowing . what tone to
adopt, for though she looked so young,
her sorrow had given"1icl•r an'ex•pression
which was almost •that of a' mature wo-
ma,n. "You have been very i11, I a.m
afraid.",
she said, emphatically, "I 'sup,:
pose I have."
"But you are better now, and will soon
get strong," he said, with the •aw1oward
ness a man always displays on such oc-
casions. •
Sylvia had learned of 'the part played
by Lorrimore in her :rescue, and she
gratefully thanked hint` for his inestini-
C;ble servnee on her behalf. 'She then pa
tlnetically told her over .story iii' a `way
that deeply affected the young nobleman,
and her constant reference -to ."dear
Jack"• brought a mist aamoisture to -hie
eyes: He 'asked her if she wieied tp re-.
tun • to • Lorn Hope ;ramp, a but she
promptly declined,sayiteg that she could
not 'endure existence .I �_�tt a place Which
w¢u1d • eonstantly rei' indt her of her
faithful Jack.
Lorrimore never for a,,,moment dream--'
ed that she was lamenting the death of.
the very man of whom=he was inquest.
It was agreed, after:. a . convereation
with Dr ,Langley, that as•. the young
riobleman was determined to aid Sylvia
in every way in his power, it would be
best to remove her from the'scenes Where
she h•pd experienced so `ititicli misfortune-'
In 'the doctor's family was a sweet-
facecl young woman, pale. sad and re-
served, whom he had brought with him
from England as companion and attends
ant to Mrs. Langley. This young wo-
man, Mercy Fairfax, -bad served as nurse
to Sylvia during the first days of her ill-
ness, and no one could have been more
kind and attentive to the invalid. Con-
sequently' she had won the highest es-
teem of Salvia.
The subject of Sylvia's removal• to
other scenes was suggested to the latter,
and she was in no way averse to the
prospect.
Lorrimore, ton, was eager to get away
and pursue his search in other quarters,
for he had been informed by Sylvia that
her beloved. Jack was the only refined
gentleman in Lorn Hope Camp, all the
others, in her estimation, being rude,
and therefore undesirable acquaintances.
If this were true, reasoned Lorrimore,
and he had no reason to doubt her'htate-
ment, it would be useless for him to visit
'Lorn Hope, with the expectation of
finding Neville Lynne. Therefore, it
would be a waste of time for Lorrimore
on with their work as. if nothing
The matter of an early flitting was
lengthily discussed by the nobleman and
the bereaved girl, and the former elo-
quently pointed out the advantages of a
Change of scene.
While the two were thus engaged the
doctor and his wife came in, and Lorri-
more turned to greet them.
"Miss Sylvia and I have just been'.
coming to a decision as to her future.
How soon do you think we can start,
doctor?"
Mrs. Langley stooped and kissed Syl-
via,
"My dear, I shall miss you very
much," she whispered. "But it is better
for you to go."
"In a day or two," replied the doctor
"I shall want some one, some woman,
to accompany her," said Lorrimore,
walking toward the door of the tont
with the doctor.
"I've thought of that, and will find
some one. That you want is a steady,
sober person neither too old or too
young—who ' will not only be a watch•
dog'but a companion for her."
• "Exactly," said Lorrimore. "But I'm
Try a Seasonable Diet and Give
Your System a Chance.
Shredded Wheat with strawberries will be found
wholesome, appetizing and much more nutritious
than meat; also with raspberries, peaches and other
fresh fruits.
It `Will Tone lip 'Your Liver and Stomach.
Sold by all grocers, 950
1
afraid you'll •discover it rather difficult
to find such 'a person lit a digger's
caMpea
"Yes,", said tlte• doctor, thoughtfully.
As he. spoke his glance frit ;upon the
figure'.of gore), Fait'fa:t, standing out -
e Site:+tent.}vith sc na needlework in
her hand, He .put his hand upon Lord
Lorrimore's firm. •
"By 'Joliet" he said;. "there'$ the very
woman, if she
' Lorirmore looked 'at the pale, sad face
curiously. a •! •
,r Who is she he itd. "i noticed
her when'I entered thsue tentejust now."
"Sire came out as areompanlon to my
wife," replied the. doctor. 'As to who
she as ---well, I'm, afraid I can't give you
anyt1 ng like fall information. I met
her first at one' of the Londonhospitals.
She was a, nurse anti a 'remarkably good
one, . too. She "attracted my attention
•ley the• peculiar—what shall r call it 2—
quietude of her 'manner. Look at her.
now."
Lorrimore did loolc, and understood
whati'it was the doctor found so diff1-
eult to explain.
"A woman with a history,".^he said, in
a low voice. .
"Just so: But what that history is
no one knows, and I have never asked.
Beyond hearing that she is a widow, I
have learned nothing about her. But
this I can sa ,'; he went on earnestly,.
"that I lielie>ti'e fate better seamen exist.
She was patience and'kindness and de-
votion themselves in the hospital, and
sinee she has :been ..with us oiur respect
for her has increased 'daily: Hy wife
will give .her thq best of characters. If
yeqa ale contellit'td let, her past history
rclnair' a'blanl.; said will take her on our
credentials, our' experience •of her, why,
I'll aiiswer•for it •you will get just the.
• woman• you want I"
While :he had been speaking Mercy
had. withdrawn'to a little distance.
"I'll oke 'her, 'siiid Lorrimore, • "Her
face and manner'imprss me favorably.
Speak to her; doctor,"
She turned and came toward•them 'as
ethos doctor .ca.11ed her, and stood with.
; downcast. eyeq ,app l,jacidly sal face.. ,
"Mercy,"•said, the. doctor, "Lord Lor-
rimore and I:'habe, peen talking about
;you."
She zaieeci deer -eyes. • •
"l'' a no%v •it,: sir. I heard nearly all
you Wel, until I moved away."
"Well, then;; said ,the. doctor, "what
is yow; enswer? Will you go"with Syl-
ve'a tinct take' care "'o hor? • You know
'eve bee sorry enough •to lose you,
.:
butt' " e • t , :•,4 a •
Her lips twitched+far a moment, then
she looked from ono to the otlier.
•Mises, , I will go,'�, she mad; in, her
,sulglued vpiee.'
arid so another linktin the chain of
coi;ncidence eves forged'aind clasped!
it * * * Ye
*'eTv'vo days' after the Bee
rangers: Locl::it and the •S
ing to be steeping in the
woods, came; ,upon
length .under a; bi u •+
"Ballo" exe,:
our fellows has '..7,
`'daah' my eeir ! 'if it ail
',Fancy the young um got
I thought Inc looked ra
bowled over when lie rale.;,
the valley and fdiilid we'd'
secret. And he's 'been on a drunk," he
added, looking -clown at the prone figure
with an expreseionu half admiring and
hail envious.
But the Scuffler, whose experience in
such cases was both varied and exten-
sive; looked grave and shook his head.
"'Pears to hie, he said, as Inc bent
over poor Neville and turned him face
urward; a''pears to me that this ain't
no spree at all. By' Josh, if the young
un ain't dead, ht's pretty near it!"
Carefully they conveyed him to his
own'hut, and the doctor of Lorn Hope
Camp attended him. and in about ten
days brought him rr,nnd. His first co-
herent questions were of Sylvia.
He learned of her rescue from Laver'
ick by a young Englishman, her careful
nursing at Wildfall under the ministra-
tions of Dr. Langley and his wife and
her heart: rending agony on being inform-
ed that her "dear Jack" was dead, for
she had been shown the jacket worn by
the dead ranger, and even now treasured
the contents of the pockets of that gar-
ment 'which •had given plausibility to
such an appalling blunder.
' Yet the news of Sylvia's safety cheered
Neville but he was overoome•with pain
and anxiety when the tidings carie to
hila that, believing him dead, Sylvia had
been persuaded to seek recuperation by
travel, under the guidance of the young
nobleman, who had induced Mercy dr'air-
fax to accompany her as chaperone.
"Alone 1 my God, I'm all alone!" Ne-
ville exclaimed, when the full meaning of
Sylvia's departure dawned upon him.
"God pity me. I have lost her!" he
moaned.
When his strength was well-nigh re-
stored he attempted to banish his sad
reflections by work, and again began his
search for gold. But he could not labor
with his old energy,and his reward was
insignificant. Then he wandered here
valleywhere he had once been fortunate.
Thua month passed, and then he dis-
appeared from Lorn slope camp.
His disappearance caused considerable
speculation among the visitors at Mae-
gregor's .saloon.
Where had lie --a penniless mangy -gone?
with the
,happen -
n of the
e full
ere,
eone
reel
et and
it is in
apped his
CHAPTER XV.
Two years end five months have pass-
ed since the memorable day whop Aud-
rey Hope and Lord. Lorrimore patted,
She had promised him to remain single
for two years; and during all that time
she had not heard from him. Five
months ago, the period expressed in her
promise, had expired, and now she was
free—free to bestow her hand. on any
deserving man whom she could love.
She 'had many suitors, the moat per-
sistant of whom was Sir Jordan Lynne,
whose political advancement had been sp
exepid, that now it was popular gossip.
that he was not unlikely to be selected
for the Premiership. In feet, lie had
aspirations in :that direction himself,
and alreadv his ambitions eves tearing
WAS
into the,not distant future, saw himself
in the chief position in the state, hold-
ing the ,rdins'of gcerernnaent its his•• firm
grasp, shaping the events of a vast em-
pire.
This ambitious man on a certain event-
fat evening was sufficiently confidential
with Audrey Rope to eanfidc to her his
aspirations, thinking thus to dispel the
indifference with which she bad hereto-
fore received his pleadings 'for that love
which was the great longing of his heart.
It was at a grand, party at the Marlow's
mansion in Grosvenor Square, The re-
presentatives of royalty were there, and
Sir Jordan had led Audrey front the
ball -room to a: 'screened balcony, to es-
cape for a time front the warm atmos-
phere of the house
In ardent words, with passionate fer-
vor,devotion but she
he proclaimed his
,
gave no encouragement to him, politely
changed the subject of conversation, and
had impressed hila with the belief that
nature had implanted in her breast a
heart of marble.
He feared that her affections were be-
stowed,,elsewhere--that the very man he
detested, Lord Lorrimore, was the man
whose image found warm. Lodgment in
her bosem., She had not expressed, at
least in his hearing, her preference for
Lord I.orriniore, but his suspicions warn-
ed him that the impetuous young noble-
man was a'rival to be dreaded.
With the ihtention of crushing that
young man, and exhibiting him in a de-
testable light before Audrey, he had sttp-
.plied,,himaelf with. a• clipping from the
Paris Figaro descriptive of a liaison be-
tween Lord Lorrimore and a beautiful
opera singer whose theatrical name was
the Sihver'Star.
She Jardan''preceded the presentation
of this' clipping by keen innuendos
founded on Parisian gossip regarding the
admiration..ef Lot•cl Lorrimore for the
operatic bea ey,..itnd then showed the
newspaper extiegt, to her.
Site read it carefully with distressful
eai•nes'tness, which she strove to conceal.
'from Sir Jordan; `then, thinking of the
knight-t 'Whom she had. dispatched
an "lnfpertant' mission, she mentally
said • . ,i „ •, •, .
"SSoeinuchrrfor modern" chivalry! And
I;.thought•.hiin a'mostedevoted knight —
a moa to be t3ustedr"
Had Sie, J,ordan at .that moment: re-,
Hewed his ,suit it is very probable•.that
he • would have been, successful; bat hie
repulsdehbbut -half an hour before had
teiitp46.°i1y hiibittered"him against•het
and his preselit** ()Meet was to' wound
• tli'e wothan iWfo."he' thought, had been
captivated • by3.Lerrimor.
Later in' the evening, as Sir Jordan
eves an the portico of ,the mansion await-
ing,the anno}anren}ent of the arrival his
cerria e,it, stal,wtrt young man, shab-
bily ecleeseed, stdod •near theentrance,
among a diize" other wayfarers who had
paused there. The vehicle presently drove
up and a'fobttilait shouted:
"Sir Jitrdtai"Lynne's carriage!"
The shabUil'y'lressed young man start-
, ed, loot easeap -end saw the nobleman,
_*w.b nn.aje•stiic,stride,leewing to the.right
,nnnd left _ns cheers' greeted the well-
kiiown statesman. .
He entered the vehicle and admiring
shouts reached his ears as he was driv-
en' off.
The' young man in tattered garb rais-
ed his cap from his brow, wiped the mois-
ture from his forehead and an involun-
tary sigh escaped' hint.
He was Neville Lynne, half Mother
to Sir Jordan, recently arrived from Aus-
tralia—the young un of Lorn Ilope
Camp.
y * Y
INDIGESTION
CAN BE CURED.
Or. Wliiams' Pink Pills Succeed
Alter Other Remedies Fail.
Tiere are twenty drugs' to help your
digestion for a time, but there is only
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You can take_ a purgative to tear
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is digested or not. You can take stomach
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you don't care what happens after you
swallow yogr rheal. You can drug your
stomach evith tablets and syrups to di-
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together; You can do all these things—
but don't call it "curing your indiges-
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system so much • good, pure, red blood
that your stomach and liver will have
strength :enough to do their natural
work in a• healthy and vigorous way.
That is why Dr, Williams' Pink Pills
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Corkell, St. Thomas, Out., says: "About
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It is because Dr. Williams' Pink
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•.o
Chemist Creates Plants,
•
':Artificial plants, as well a. arti-
ficial seaweed developed from arti-
ficial cells, have been developed by
Prol, Leduc of the College of Medi-
cine of Nantes, France.
Theb asis on whihc these were pro-
duced consisted of cane sugar, cop-
per sulphate, and potassium ferraoy-
That night, in his lonely garret rr:om,
in one 'of the least attractive localities
of London, Neville Lynne threw himself
on an humble couch and dreamed of
many things—of his half brother, of
Audrey Hope, of Sylvia Bond, and of
Lorn Hope Camp.
It was two days later when, desiring
to visit the village of Lynne, he set out
for the home of his youth and walked
the entire distance, his purse being
scant. He merely wished to behold once
inore the scenes of his happy boyhood
days. In bis shabby garb he was not
likely to be recognized and he had no
desire to be recognized in his present tat-
tered 'habiliments.
Keeping in the outskirts of the village
until -dusk, be then strolled on until he
arrived at the railing encircling Lynne
Park, Bounding over with the agility of
a trained athlete, he advanced until he
was close to the house. He thought of
the days long past, of his father and
of Audrey Hope.
He was in deep reflection when sud-
denly he found both his elbows grasped
front behind..,
With a sudden twist of his leg he en-
tangled the '.lower limbs of his assailant
and in a moment the latter found him-
self whirled to the ground, where he lay
panting and astounded.
Presently the man arose, gazed in won-
der for a moment at his young adversary
and then e:cclamed:
"Why, good heaven! may I be jig-
gered if it isn't Master Neville!
The speaker was Neville's old friend,
Inspector Trale, who, from a rear view
had mistaken the young man for Jim
Banks, a disreputable character, of whom
he had for a long time been on the watch.
A hurried explanation of the doings
of Jim Banks followed, and the mention
of this personage revived some teoollec
tions of Neville concerning hint.
"Jinn Banks?" said the young roan; "I
certainly recall that name."
"Oh, yes; you Must have known him,"
said Trate, "He lived with his daughter
in a little cottage on the Stoneleigh,
road. He was a tough customer, a regue
lar bad un."
"I think I remember something of her.
What became of the girl?"
(To be continued.)
BRIGHT 'PROSPECTS.
Old Lady --Dols this parrot use any
bad tanguageP
Bird Dealer—No'm; but ]re's a
young bird and easy to teach,
"Ma Ratter u lean!tg• towards the stage?"
"Moen I. ,last saw m, about 1 a. m„ he
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anide.
To create the artificial plants Prof.
Leduc proceeded in this wise: An ar-
tificial seed was made of two parts •
of cane sugar and one part of copper
sulphate. This seed, about one -six-
teenth of an inch in diameter, was
immersed in a solution of potassium
ferrocyanide, sodium chloride, and
gelatin. In a few hours the seed
germinated.
The germination can be regulated
by the professor, however, according
to the temperature he utilizes. He
can prolong it over sevral days ti
he so wishes.
Leluo's artificial paints would defy
many botanists in distinguishing from
certain water plants and other repre•
sentatives of the vegetable kingdom,
although they are not living, ut ars
artificial bodies fiSrmed in the chemi-
cal laboratory.
It is startling to observe how from
an artificial seed a small plant ox
shoot springs up and develops with
apparently the same forms of stems,
leaves. buds and blossoms as the ao.
tual living plant, and all within a few
hours' time.
Marvelous as are the results that
he has attained, Dr. Leduc has little
of the sympahta of other soientifid
men in his work. While the trans,
Mutation of metals and the creation
of artificial' life was a dream of the
alchemist of old, tht modern scientia
has a strong feeling against convert:
ing one element into another or of
putting life into inert matter. An
outward indication of this is the feel
that Prof. Leduc's work has been at•
tacked by Prof. Gaston Bonnier of
the Paris University and Academy
of Sciences.
A Kensington dealer displays a sign,
reading: "Grate Bargains in Coal."