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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1904-02-19, Page 7Violet Fiddled to be alone ; she ,wanted time to think ; to still the thrilling of her nervus ; but sbo was mistaken in imagieing that she Would find solitude in a boat with a -soli- tary companion. However, no man was ever more completely deceived— ,Violet sat listening to him with a Hush on her face and a smile on her lies. lie thought that he was mak- ing a great impression on her, where - 'as, she was congratulating herself 'tli.at she was not compelled to hear or to answer his compliments. She tried to think, but she could not; the only thing She could re- member was that she might be Lady ph•ew:nix, and mistress of all she saw, if she liked. What would people • say ? They had spoken of Sir Owen `almost as though he were an inhab- !itant of a brighter sphere. She had heard his probable marriage dis- cussed almost as an arrangement of state ; no one under the rank of Lady Rolfe's daugh- ter had over been thought of for him — and now he had asked bier 1 She had beard the future of his wife, erten he should have one, diseuesed many times—low she would ge to court and be one of the high omen of the earth, because of tier husband's great we:Il:,.h—and now this honor had fallen on her 1 ]loin stondorful it seemed ! Of course she must not talk about it ; but before she finally refused him she would like certain -people to know what a brilliant eller had been made to leer—people who had Lot. always treated her as their equal. The boat was touching the shore, and a dozen hands were stretched out to assist leer. It seem- ed to her only a few moments since they lint] started; yet they had bean . ro ins„ tli, 1 k . ,Slee o k c1 up a lilt 'L be'v1Ldei;tu ,n:aie at lien compan- ion as he evoke a few polite words. He seemed to know by instinet tleut this girl had chosen the boat as a kILiel 01refuge. Then Sir Owen came and claimed her. She mast nave 'atom(: refreshments, and he remained by her side until the round red am 'set aid the fete was over. iio watched it sink behind Larch hill, and she„ felt she would never see its crit Fon light again in the sky with- out remembering what had been said there. There 'MIS an hour for rest before tho dressing for the ball began. "If you ane wice," baicl Lavinia Rolfe, "you will try to Bleep for an hour, a:1(1 then have Komi: tea—that will ralstoro you after the fatigue of the day." Violet ,followed her advice—she lay down to rent ; but how could she sleets? Through her heart eevept unccaeingiy the sante refrain, `I could bo Lady Chevenix, mistress of all around, if I chose ; but I hold my lover's fife 'in my hart's." Would it be a great sin, a grievous wrt,.ig, to break such a pronti:se ? Tlia'ii stir roar .ached herself for even entertaining the thought. Of course ' she v en:ii keep her promise to Felix; but In the meantime there could be no harm in thinking of what had it:tf e::nod and Brow, wonderful it all was. She looked exquisitely lovely when she was dressed for the ball. Ad- miring oyes; followed her every move- ment. It 'seats agreed that the beau- tiful girl in white and !elver, with a crown of tsi.ver" leaves, was cer- tainly the belle par excellence. To Violet the ball always remained more of a („ream than a reality. She re- membered her wonder at her own loveliness, the homage that was paid to her, the self -subdued murmur of wonder when Sir Owen of:ental the ball with her, and then tho eignifical.nt glances that said `Wo can all tee what this means," Sits lo 'gel to leas, "P..ore is nothing in it—I am going to marry Felix Lcnid L1e. I am only queen of the fete, au3 my reign ends with i1." But cebe could not, so she played her part giacefu ly ; it woe juet 1111 to end so aco:ln, and then it would s,'eed- ily be forgotten. Sat•c might just as well enjoy herself while sire was thre(rcl. , Site was so brill'ant, so gay, so en - chest ting, that Sir Oxon g ew cv ry .room .ntmere ttoegi1e sly In leve zvi h her. I'eoede coal 1 think what alley liked about Violet, but there was no mistaek as to him—not the least in dee world ; he was quite lost. He Ppw and thought of notht g but V.o- le;t. Everyone agree:l that the ball gal,$$ worthy of tan fete. To Violet it was a long dream of homage ; the most eligible men in the room sur- rounded her ; she was besieged by ee,ouid-be pa,rtners. Sir Owen took Violet down to euf- per—a grand supper s.rved by Gun- ter, In itself a wonder ; and then they danced until the sun in the pastern sky. Sir Owen went to Air. Mee. "I will do myself the pleasure of driving you home this afternoon," he said, `if you will not spend another night here. I have something to say to you before you go." CHAPTER XVII. "If I had been Mephistopheles him! - self Y oould not have managed bet- tor," thiought Sir Owen, as he watch- ed the three visitors who were of melt vital consequence to hint. "See- Ln'g I have bad just what I wanted all my life, it is not likely I shall began to go without it now. After all, what is a promise of ein,rrinrte ? ,Whoa does it mean ? People break them every day, and et'er•,y uay levee' are broken for them. Lose of for- tune, loss of health, a hundred commonplace reasons—loss of fancy —all make a promise of marriage null and void. Such, a man as this Lonsdale had no right to ask .a girl like Violet Haye to sacrifice her- self to him. It is the privilege of a rich man to win for himself such beauty as hers. Sia far from doing a bad action, I ant doing a good one in rescuing this beautiful girl from povority and obscurity. What Ls a broken promise ? She bas Said she will marry_ bim ; she finds that s'he has ma•do a mistake, and alt re her mind. I( anyone is es wr. ng In that, I do not know what wrong ie" These reflections were caused by a sin, LI rein irk made by Captain li 11. iia ila,d said . "Has anyone told you, Sir Owen, that Violet Haye is engaged to. Marry F lir Lan...dale ? ' and the bar- onet's answer hatl been a, muttered mese;. He had believed himself in finch a lofty po 1tiod Lb it ha could do as he 11k4 without comment ; but he founcl it was not so. The girl whom be was so madly pursuing—whom he had sworn to win, come what might— was engaged to another man, and people would make their own com- ments abaat tiLe matter. So he reasoned and argued with birns:.if — and to himself he ideas ec,emei excellent—that ho..or was s'inedy a dead letter ; it did not e -- let; it wars a virtue to be subordin- at.d to oonveniense•-a erom.se zeas nitre em.rty worse wit:i no meaning, and he consoled himself by trying to b „neve that he ware t.oit.g good ra- th -:r then harm. Teat \ inlet would ultimately recuse him he did not for one moment believe. No woman, he argued, could be proof against such tempations as he °tiered. This was the day on which he had promL ed to take Violet and her par- ents back to Tho Limes. Ile was very unwilling to let them go. " They will have have that handsome young Lawyer about the place again, and all the good I have done will be un- done," he said. - But Mrs. Iiaye was even more worldly wise than bimseif3 she de- clined to ,spend another evening them. Ile had ordered 0 dainty; lun- cheon to he prepared for them in a charming little anteroom known as the star room—it bore that name be- cause it was one b1rede of light, through the number o: its mirrors, giran•doles and lustres. When the sun, came through the eastern window and lighted it the effect was some- thing magnificent. If he had Hoped to dazzle them with a fresh exhibi- bitton of his wealth, he he'd most cer- tainly chosen the 'right way. Then luncheon was laid on the table, elaborately' .spread with hand- some plate, rare wine, costly fruit— every luxury that could #,laded ileo heart of man. When ii1r Owen ,Sat down with them Mr. Bayo expre.:,ed his regret at leaving so lti lgni.i- ceatt and hospitable a house. Ills host looked up with a slight laugh —n. keen observer would have seen that he was agitated. I ant gad y o'u like the L la,00," he see a al hay been a. k ng your el :oat- ter u.:lttet' to r:'nttl.i neve. A war;ein..., tou^h from hie w'f: • a Li Froe'ci II .y • that ho eves to r. main it nt. ti,;c loofee1 at and addressed Sir Owe AirLs. enUaeyotheor 11mh0ua,srbFan.nlld,n. "e,iaf"vseyaokiti interfere you. will to me, and (lo not utter a ,single word." d." He ober e', well pleased to have no icisCon•sibility in the matter. He did not like the 1. mt of a broken p'rolate°. Vida heel expected expostulation, reproaches, persuasion. She coon l,tarCly• realize the allence ; then she came to the conclu'.iorl that ber par- ents must have thought Sir Owen was , joking, and her dignity was somewhat wounded at the notion. Later on in the evening Pette some, and she saw that he booked anxious', worn and haggard. Mrs. Haye lead never received him more kindly. Mr. alaye was tirerl,an'd had gone to his own room. litre. H •ye made Felix sit down With them, and began to talk to „aim about itis father, his fampeets.ily, the business and his pros - The simple, noiele-hearted young fellow opened his whole heart to hor ; he told her alt his sorrow and die - trees about hie father—how ire had boon out and had met someone who had spoken to him harshly in re- e~peet of the will ease, and the con- sequence had been a &'averolgirelapse. Th:e fact is, "tit id Felix,' "that my father is ler > s barest heart, Mrs. Haye.' 11 les vereased,' © returned— • "It sad, and very hopeless,. "Yes, it is almost hop::Leas," agreed Felix. "It stems as though the very • spring of his life were gone. I know what would be the only thing to eure him. It woald be if all his fellow- townsmen—all tris old friends—met together and diel something to prove that they had confidence in him. Something of that kind, proving to trim that he was respected and es- team.be the only thing to curentIliim." 1 "And that will never happen, oI course," said Mrs. Diane. "I am afraid not ; but it is the only thing to aave him. Dear Dirs. Haye, you are very good to lieten to mn—I ought not to bring my trou. bles here." Airs. ddia.yo looked kindly at him. i "Of course," she said, "if he gets no butter, t!ee maintenance of the whole family will fall bpaa you, Felix ?" "Yes," he ropled. "it will fall up- on me. I can not desert them. I mast work for my mother and the Little ones." "In that case, my poor boy," she I asked, "what will you do with a wife ?" • Ile knelt down by Violet's side and took her hand in his. Ile kissed it with a. passion that could not be told. • "What shall I do with a wife ?" he cried. "Ask nye rather what I ' ehall do without ono. My wife will be my haves, my rest, my hope, my refuge—will give me courage and hope and fortitude. She will give strength to my mind, my heart, niy brain; my wife will be the whole world to me." "Yes," agreed Mrs. H?ye, gently; "but. Felix, bow are you to keep leer? now is she to live ? You could not take a wife dome to Valli House, to an invalid father, a stepmother, and all thole ci alciren." ` I do rot under 'tand yeti. How route Viol t reni in hese vdthout u 2' • "As mg wif , Mrs. I1 ye. If she wi 1 eons nt, Gni:-wno . rind its mese t: r, tvit 1 all that it contains, ,stall bo Iters." Mas. Hay:- rose slowly and iire•w • her shawl roun•.1 her cllould re. • "Yoe. ar. eery kla;'•, teie Owen," lie nein, dryly, "n id I am uro that Vio- la neat be quite it :there 1 b,y y ur gene.oue offer ; but—she h s Lawn- , ;land, I believe, to marry F..Lx Lona - ;data" " That promise woald not bind her," ice cried, eagorey. "It was won .from her udder false pretenses. It will be a crying shame if yon allow her to keep it." "So I think," said Mrs. Hay%, as she drew on her _loves ; "but I am quite powerless in the matter." Nor 'would she hear another word. She hastened their departure, and Sir Ow -en telt his other .guests to drive them „tome. In this case, as in others, firs. Hayes allowed herself to bo a ,woman of Mose than ordinary intelligence. An average woman would instantly have taken Sir Owen's part—Would have done her utmost to induce her daugh ter to break her promise —would have railed against Felix. Mrs. Haye was far to wise. To take that course would be to confirm Violet in keep- ing her word alts f understood wo- men -,eh° knew that it she opposed „ler Violet would take refuge lit mak- ing herself an Interesting martyr ; whereas, if she and her husband re- mained passive, and allowed her to see just what she might have and what she might lose, Mrs. Haye had no doubt of the result. Sir Owen remained at The Limes vcitb them far an hour or two, and it was Mrs. E1'aye who reminded him that his guests were waiting. "I do not care for tea guests," 110 saki. "1 caro only' for you. If yon will not go beck with me you must let me stop here ;" and she had, great difficulty; in persuading him to go. Not ono ward about Sir Owen was said to Violet after his departure. "No; I si;ouitl nxake a home of my own," be rrplied. ":Ah, yea (10 not know how; I lova aloe!. --' how I eat::ela.1 work—ieeir I ehoulcl toll day and t iglit foe liar. I z;•o :•i keep bulb ilotem.t ." Then heIooktel up into `'io.et'.4 Inc.e"Yon would help int', my darling:, woald you not ? You weeta1 d p- nte: With 111NAIV100 for iL time—Dilly f,ir A tile- : You woul:l be the noire of niy arm, the etre'ngt11 of my .soul. You love. 111,: enough to help ma over •t few troubie.•;o ne yoare, and thee fortune will °mule on me. You Iovt+ nee enough for that, sweet heart ?" t "Yes, I love you," elle whispered. li et. Haye sous:: from her seat and said elle must go to her husband, Site tuft Felix kneeling .at her laugh- , ter's feet. When she w•ns hone ho • hurled his lace in the silken folds of Violet's dress; he kissed them, he kissed her hands, lee called her by every endearing mune. "It has seemed to me like an ' eternity," he said. "Oh, Violet, 1 sweet, you must never go away from me for three clays again 1 Every I hour has soenleci a year long. Let • inn look into your eyes, and see if you love um as you dict when you went." "Yes, just as much," she said. 1 "And all the luxury, the pleasure, ' the admiration, bas not robbed me of one beat of your heart 2" "No, not one," she replied. "Oh, true heart—oh, dearest love, how heaven has blessed neo in giving you' to mo 1 How selfish it seems of nee to have brought my troubles here to you, juett as you have come from each a bright world 1" "I have a right aa bear your trou- bles," she said; but her oyes dropped half sadly before his. She said to herself, "Dear Heaven, how, will it end ?" "You aro all the world to me 1" he cried, passionately. "1 have but you, Violet. It soomae to me all a blank where you are not. I work for oth-' ors, and I love them'; but you, my Wife that isl to be, are nee hopd and my refuge ; you are the sun of my life—without you—" Ste laid her hand gently on his lips. 1 "Wo will not talk of that," she I said; and onoo more, with the deep ' passion of his heart, kissed the silken folds of her dress—the sweet lauds 1 —the tresses of golden hair. i "My love Ls a garment that in- wfolds you, seat;' he said. " The ground on which yon stand is sacred to me ; the breeze that kisses your face is :monad too. Oh, Violet, It Is I almost b. terrible thing for a man to love a woman 'as 1 love you ! Will you tell nee now about the fete 1 Did tit every one envy 'me ? And tell me, my darling, did yon keep I me in your memory '2' Then berme the memory' of Larch Hill and the fiery tettestat1onl ehe head 'battled with there ; but :She ans- wered him : "yes, T rleilnembered 'you the whole time ;" " and ho clasped her in •his arms. CHAPTER, XVIII. "A dreary,, future," Biala .Mrs. Tlaye, "a {dreary; if -attire I cannot tell you !how ►sorry I am for Fella. Violet." For Mrs. Mayo was true to her tactics. She never named Sir Owen at all--sh.o loft ltim quite out of the question; but she talked incessant- ly to Felix, and always in the most kind and pitying manner. She de- plored his fate; she declared 11 was the saddest she had ever -Renown. To think that a auto so young and so gifted should be burdened with the maintenance of so large a, fam- ily ! She feared h'e would not leave the 'strength to manage They were arrranging a ward- robe ono day, and the beautiful dresses so nrystcriously sent for the fete lay within it, "Violet," sold Mrs. Hayti, solemn. Ly, "If I were you I would put those dresses away o'nt of sight. You will never want them again— you 'wi11 never have an opportunity of wearing them:." "Mamma, do yen think I am go- ing to lige in a cloister ?" she asked, "No, my dear, certainly not ; but I know; whore and how you are going to' live. It will bo in a small house on very limited means." "I shall go out at times," said Violet. "Yes, but you will not be invited `to such places as Garswood --it is wet of the question ; poor Felix could neither visit 'tor receive such people. And now that we are ,speaking of it, Via - let, I think it would be just as well if ;you would try to learn a iLttLe of domestic work. You have been ioolisltly brought up, I am afraid." "Why should I learn to work, mam- ma ?" Olin asked, looking at her hands ae white, so delicate. "I am sure Felix' will never like to see me work- ing." "He will not be able to help poor Fellow 1" Mrs. haste said, pity- ingly. "But you mast look your 1u - tulle in the faeo, Violet ; you can- not expend all your life, in waiting for him—waiting until your hair grows gray, and your youth only your dream ; and, if you marry him, it ;must be to help him." "So I will help lam, mamma," site replied. „That is quite right," said Airs. Iinve, ,serenely. "I am glad to hear you say so. I should like yon to un- derstand what helping in this cad mean„s. Felix will have to keep up Vale House and maintain all his step-motholes• family. Ile will not, o oonrs0, have much to spare for him- self ; tierce be will want ,all the care and the economy' pose sib11' in 11111 household. You should learn to cook, to sew, to iron, to manage it house; for you will no noe :ble to. keep more thin one 0.1'..,111, if , c,-1 manage) to do that.” "Mamma 1" cried Violet in dismay, and she raised her prette white lrenl(1 with the pink tapering fin - gees elepr'een't'ii1 tiy, "I ran epee of le, Violet. I know what rnontf le, :eel how for it goes. li'Lth every tn•i 11's hand ' ti1111t hi:11 z -r111 Milne a hard se:rages and the only way in tvhielt you tan heli„ li;1n will be by spent Ilug ,^•11 little mehi;,. air you can." Th ,Tnln wise PiA. It,, left the worts to wok their eff:'•`1. (To be Continued.) t3:s'nnEss AFTER EATING. Can Oniy be Cured by lesnoving the Cease of the Trouble. There is onlet tine way to cure indigestion ; the medicine mut act epee tlea digestive organs — not upon their contents. Mid:eine should note do the stuwacl's week, but should make the seauticl do the work nature intended it should do. Dr. !Williams' fink Pills do this as Rao other medicine can. They tune up the stoniacll, restore the weakened digestive organs and pOotttote nat- ural digestion. There is no doubt about this—it bas boon proved in themeands of Cases that 1)•r, Williams' Pink Pills cure indigestion when all other medicines fail. Mr. Elmer Robidoux, et. Jerome, Quo., offers his 'testimony; t•o substantiate this. He says: "For some years I 'was a great sufferer from indigestion. My; appetite became irregular, and ev- erything I ate felt like a weight en my stornacla. I suffered much from pains in the stomach, and was fre- quently seized initis diz.iness and severe beada:ciies. Nothing I tried dial me a particle of good until I be- gan the use of Dr. Williams Pink Pills, and these, after Laking them for about two months, completely cursed me. It is nearly two years since I discontinued the use of the pills, and I have nck Since had the slightest return lilt the trouble." Dr. Williams' Pink Pills cure not only indigestion, but every trouble duo to poor blood and shattered nerves. 'They' will not 'fail if the treatment is liven a fair trial. Don't take any pink colored substitute— don't take anything but Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Palo People. You will find the full name printed on the wrapper ai.rcund every box. Sold by all medicine dealers or sent by'mail at 510 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50 by writing Tito Dr. Williams lkiedieine Co., Brockville, Ont. Everlastingly at it. The meter has an open face And yet its mind 10 deep; With zeal and unabated place • It labors while you sleep. 1's A' valued lesson you may learn Ais up the gas bilis climb, If fame .or fortune you would earn, 'Keep wprking all the time, , a t A MODIER'S PRAISE.. "From the time my baby IMO; born," "Saye Mrs. Riobt. Price, oC Pomp br•*rmcre, Ont., "he was ala ay$ rlckly, and costive) &tiitil I began giving: 1iltrslj Elaby's Owen Tablets. 1.1101f3 now well,, • etoon•g, and growing nicely, and, I can hardly say howl thankful I am for my; baby's euro." In every home where there are young children this medicine ;shonbd aiwlaye be kept on hand. The; troubles of little ones come When least expected, and a ease of the1 Tablets promptly given' may save 11r' precious little . life. 131aby,e Owes' Tablets cure all the minor ills of lit - tie ones, and an ooeaslonal dose wilt prevent ,sickness. They are guaran- teed to contain na ()pirate or harml'r,' ful drug. Tile Tablets are sold by;- all medicine dealers, or sent post,' plaid, at 25. cents' a box, by writing' Tho Dr. Williams' Medicine Oo., Brock. elite, Ont. " EDWARD TFIE PEACEMAKER. Hall to them, King of •a thousand isles, Lord of an Empire era" Prince of a realm where :the curt ever smiles Chief wore the storm clouds passed.- Father assed:Father of people who love thee well, Nations free and proud, a Edward the Peacemaker, 'this wet tell, And we acclaim thee Ioud. 1 ' Peace upon earth, goodwill to limen This was the aaagels' cry When the great King came from; Heaven, and then e To seek and to save and to die. We are a people brave and strong, We Eagli•sh Christian still, Peace we love, but we brook no wrong; This is the nation's wilh; , Now at this holy Christmas -tide, When all the glad bells ring, Though we join with the young, for the dead have sighed, Yet 'wee lift up our hearts and sing. Our Emperor Kln.g is no recreant knight, We know him as brave and true: .• Therefore we honor bis efforts • aright, And eve pray, "L1et peace ensue." 1 Kings may bluster and rulers rave, Caesars fume and frown, The war clouds gather; the times' are grave, But the Lord of Heaven to iks downs, { tet tate mighty monarchs who rule! the earth Try but to do Hist will ; Now, when we celebrate His birth, Listen, "Peace be still" 1 Emra !Holmes: From the Levant 11 r ld Co -start' tinopin, December 31, 1903. The and : , thor has rec'.eive(1 the thanks of the Queen for tate above verses. Uncle Sam's Fenny Crop. according to the advices from the Treasury Department, the Govern- ment: mill at Philadelphia, will cease • to grind out pennies for a time,. there being Main, a surplusage of i this kind of currency in the comae try. During the past five years; "11U0,100,:313 pennie a have been eliiltpcd from the Philadelphia mina! which 18 the only ono that coins, the one -cent Nieces, •10 various; parte of the country. Between Juiy i let, 1902, and June 1st, i.:.'03 e9,-1 t;tiiAOi)O tents were coined.if this: five-year out;+uv were collected 1D1 11.;•.0p it guild io:tko 'L sizable; settee -mountain at beret. Placed side; ha :rale in a. straight line, 5,000, 000,11110 pennies would snake a rib- r brain 2it,000 miles, long, and we -tad' corse pretty near girdling the; earth. Piled on top of one an- other they would reaoh up toward; the stars for a di tence that would take a good many 'Eiffel towers to e'ptal, for it would be not less than ; 2,400 miles—far out beyond the • point where the force of gravita-' then is supposed to be very (sctive, . Eine, en the ordinary beide of com- putation, there are supposed to be; about 200,000,000 children In the world under ten years of age. tJnole Sam would be able from his present stock of pennies to give each child' on the earth ten copper kecpsakosl• and have enough left over to allj a good-sized savings bank besides-. i So much for the penny crop.—Les- lie's Weekly., How to Sail an Tee Yaobt, An ice yacht is sailed close hauled,Q running free, and on the wind. Our 1 races are started to windward, and we' only keep' a yacht moving at a fair rate of speed on the wind—say 15 milds 1 an hour. This point of sailing is not un<.• lib:e sailing a yacht on the water. If the 1: speed of the yacht is too fast before.) reaching a stake, the velocity should bee killed, and the tiller pushed quickly to starboard, with only to real wind fore-,.' ing rho yacht. Then the yacht is sailed at a right angle to the wind, to make up the 1. greatest speed possible. This speed is used to get to leeward by wearing Ma and at this point I believe a yacht has_ the greatest speed, certainly four times 1' the actual velocity of the wind. Al- 1 though the wind is—say north, as soon as the yacht bears off close hauled, an artificial wind is created that strikes the sail from southwest, or nearly south. '1 The speed of art ice yacht is killed by. , pointing directly towards the wind in I windward sailing, or right before the wind running free. The question of sailing faster than the wind is proved by the by standing directly opposite to the wind, when the yacht is sailing free. What x.1 have written refers to how an ice yacht ,i is sailed with a strong wind and smooth, ' ice. If the ice is soft and the wind light the speed hits to be made up by giving 1 the yacht more wind. This is a matter of judgment with the helmsman, . and this speed is used in going to windward leeward. --John A. Roosevelt and o , in Feb-. ruary Outing. , d