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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 one medicine that Cal positively cure: your indigestion for good. To any ono with indigestion a half dozen boxes 'of Dr. Williams' Pittk PilLe are worth all the purgatives and mixtgees in the country. After all these things have failed i)r. Williams' Pink Pills have cur- ed the worst Cases of indigestion by go- ing straight to the root of the trouble in, the blood. You can take_ a purgative to tear through your bowels and make a clean sweep of your food, whether it is digested or not. You can take stomach bitters to create a false appetite—if you don't care what happens after you swallow yogr rheal. You can drug your stomach evith tablets and syrups to di- gest your food fol• you—if you don't care how soon you ruin your system al- together; You can do all these things— but don't call it "curing your indiges- tion." There is onia- one way to cure indigestion, and that is to give• your 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 cure indigestion—they actually make new blood,. Here is the proof. Mr. R. Me- Corkell, St. Thomas, Out., says: "About a year ago my system became generally wrecked. My stomach was always in a state of nausea. The sight of any kind of food often turned i et stomach and I would arise from the table without eating. Doctors advised different medi eines which I took without benefit, Fin- ally I became so run down that I had to build thyself up with the aid of doe- • 'tors, but as time went on and my con- dition did nort improve I became much 'discouraged: Then a friend told me he thought Dr. Williams' Pink Pills would help me, and I began their use. In three weeks 'tinig'I was 4o improved that I went- lack to my work, but I continued using the pills until I had taken twelve boxes, • and flow my stomach is strong, &and I' ani'ready for a good meal three times'a• day, and life now really seems worth living." It is because Dr. Williams' Pink Pills make new, red blood that they cure such common aliments as anaemia, with all its headaches and backaches, rheu- enatism,• neuralgia, St. Vitus dance, par - ,tial. para}ysis • and the secret ailments from which, women and young girls suf- fer ,so much. You can get the pills from any medicine dealer or by mail at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50 from; the Dr. •Williams' Medicine Co., Brock- ville, Ont. •.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 �. AAA'AAA.. tAAAJ w.� 1W-+ w i.+.4% I 11 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."