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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1904-05-27, Page 2'For some days he did not give way ' to any excess; and in a shamefaced! rind of way he tried' to make up to kis Wife for his recent outburst of rioience—hs always did when he had ,ffended her almost beyond forgive - tees. He lavished new dresses, new ewels, new ornaments of all kinds won her, for in his heart he loved her ]tetter than anything else on earth, :hough he insulted and ill-treated her. Mrs. Haye had gone home, pleased Lt leaving matters a little better :hen she had found them; but Lady Thevenix had vowed to herself that the would not, if possible, be left done with her husband again. She ',mind that the presence of a' third party made Some difference, was tome restraint, some cheek upon nim. She invited Miss Hetheote to spend a few weeks with( her, and that youg lady, who had a girl's adoration for tee beautiful, grace - :ill Lady Chevenix, gladly consented. Marian Hetheote was a bright, pret- ty, clever gill, and her compan'.on,=h!p was very pleasant to the lady of Ga.rswood. They spent the greater part of the time together during the first few days of her stay. Sir Owen was; most gracious to her. Then, as asual with him, familiarity bred con- tempt. Miss Hetheote herself could not endure him. When her father remonstrated with her one day about tier openly expressed dislike of the baronet, she said: "I could never like a man who 'ewears at Itis wife, papa, and Sie Owen very seldom speaks to Lady Chevenix without doing so. A man Who sweats at his wife -will do any-. thing." Her dislike of him was not unjust - tied. She was sitting one morning with Lady Chevenix in her bourdoir, the ,room that was like a shrine for the woman who used it. They were talking gayly and happily enough, Vilien in the distance they heard the voice of Sir Owen speaking in most angry tones. The sound drew nearer and nearer. ".He is coming here," said Marian Hetheote ; and the two ladies looked at each other in distress. The door twas opened with violence, and Sir Owen strode into the room, bis face purple with rage. He did not epeak toMel is Helhoote, but lo eked at iris wife. "Where Is my silver-rnounted riding - whip?" he asked. "I do not know, Owen," she replied. "You do know. You bad it last, and now it is gone ; no one can find it. The grooms say you had it last week." "I do not remember having had it," she replied, !gently. Put the gentle words did not touch hili. His temper was, as he expressed • it, "all ablaze," and when that was the case he spared neither man, woman nor child. lfiss Hetheote shrank back, startled and seared at the insults and abuse he lavished upon his wife. Lady Chevenix stood "t nuc a cairn and still.'ii'hen the angry oaths had ceased, she looked up at him. "I will go and try to find it, Owen," she said. '•I am sorry if I have an- noyed you by misplacing it." She left the room, and the baronet went to the window. He felt rather ashamed of himself, for in his anger , he had quite forgotten Miss Heth- cote's presence. He stood there look- ing out for some minutes in silence. Then he turned to her. "Women are so stupid," lie said. She was young, and loved Lady; Chevenix very dearly; ; she was not; unwilling eo take part in the fray. tabe had not yet learned that all-im- portant lesson, that it is never safe to interfere between a man and his !wife. c , "They are remarkably stupid," she replied, "to tolerate such words as you have just used to Lady, Chevenix. If I were in her place, I know what. 1 should do." "What would you do ?" he asked, sneeringly. "When I did find the silver -mount- ed riding -whip, I know what use I ah•ould snake of it." Ile laughed. The idea of a riding - whip in those delicate little hands ,for the purpose hinted at, amused ,him. "If you were in Lady Chevenix's, place," he said, "you would do just as She does—submit ;.it is a woman's lot." "I should not mind submission ; but my submission would be to a gena, tleman, not to a swearcna, loud - voiced tyrant." ] "You speak pretty frankly," he said. "Do not vex ane, though." , , "I would rather vex than please you." • She was interrupted by the opening of the e;otrr. Lady Chevenix entered With the riding -whip in her hand. "I have found it, Owen," she eaid, :quietly, as though no unkind word had pa,szed his lips. "I am sorry to say that I did mislay it. It was put 'away by mistake with mine." "I must request you for the fu- ture," he returned, "not to touch anything belouging to me. What is mine is mine, and not yours. Do not let me be vexed in this way again." Ile loft the room with. a quick, Is possible that you do not really care ? I thought you would come back broken-hearted." "Care, my dear, for trifles I am so thoroughly used lo ?" questioned Sir Owen's wife. ''Certainly not." "I do not understand how you can bear it. It is wonderful to me. I should run away. I could not live under it" "My dear child, we learn patience as we grow older;" said Lady Chov- enix, gravely. But sweet, impulsive Marian would not be satisfied. "I think it is dreadful. Do not be angry with me, Lady, Chevenix, please. I have never beard such. words before. They have filled zee with horror. I cannot bear •to think that you listen to them daily,, you who ought to hear only' sweet, kind, tender words." "We will forget all about it, Mare Ian," said Lady Chevenix. "It does not matter; everything comes to an• end at last." But Marian's heart had been stirred. "Dear Lady,' Chevenix," she went on, "do not think me 'rude — that which would be rudeness in another is only love in me. I do love you so dearly, and I cannot bear to hear you spoken to in that fashion. If I were in your place I should run away.." Lady Chevenix smiled. ' t "That would not be of much use," she said. "I find as the days pass that 1 can not run away from my; trouble." Marian stood watching her, with a sad look on her ,fair young face. • "I often think about you, Lady Chevenix," she said, "a.nd I wonder why—pray do not be angry with me—you married Sir Owen ; you are sa '.gentle, and he is so much the reverse." "My dear Marian, marriages are made in heaven," she returued, with a slow, sad smile. " :ire they ? Well, dear Lady Cheve- nix—do not think me irreverent—If your marriage was made in heaven, mine (hall be made on earth. I often wonder if I ever shall marry. Do you know that it my short career I have not seen very much happiness in married life ? I am not greatly in love with it, therefore." " It is like' everything else --a lot- tery and a chance," said Lady Cheve- nix. , ' I have quite made up my mind what kind of 'nail I should like to marry,' went on Marian. "Ho must Se good to begin with—clever, dis- tinguished and handsome, gentle, and yet brave—something like—do not Laugh at me, Lady Chevenix—some- thing like \Ii'. Felix Lansdalo; be is nay lioou-ideal of a man." She wondered wny x ady Chevenix turned away, with a little low cry on her pale lips. "You like Mr. Felix Lonsdale then, 1Iarian ?" she said, after a time. It was a pleasure to talk of him, to utter his name and to hear it—a pleasure that she had long been de- prived of. "Yes, I like him better than any of the gentlemen I have met—much better. He seems 'to me a gentleman in every sense of the word. I like ][circ very much,"- she continued, warmly, quite unconscious of the pain site was inflicting on Lady Chevenix. "He would be flattered if he knew how highly you thought of him, Marian" The sweet !girlish laugh rang Out gayly "Would he? I dol s:ot think so. Ile does not seem to caro very much for the society of ladies; he talks. more to Lady Maude than to any one else. Ile is not what most peo- ple call a lady's man." "He has other things to think of," said Lady Chevenix.. "Perliaps so. Mrs. CIayburn told me he had had a great trouble, a great sorrow., in his early life." " Did che tell you • what it was?" asked Lady Chevenix; and Marian Ilethooto did not see the trembling of the white hands. " Yes : he loved Tome one who for- ecok hien ; site married some one else. 'Mrs. C1ae-burn did not tell me much about it, but she said that accounted for his not caring much for the so- ciety of ladies; he had loved this Lady so long and so truly that he had taken it deeply to heart and he had lever recovered from his sorrow." " I do not believe it," said Lady Chevenix, slowly. " Indeed, It is true. I watched him after site had told me, and I saw that whenever his face was In re- pose it was said." Lady Chevenix was quite sad for a few minutes, and then she said: " Did Mr's. Clayburn tell you who the lady was 7" ' No; it was no one near here, I hint:," answered Miss Hetheote. "She did not. say very. much ; but it was just what I thought myself. I said to myself the very first night ;that 1 saw hint, "That man has had some great sorrow In his life.' " "I have noticed nothing In Bine to hake me think that," said Lady hevenix. • "You see sa .many people that it has escaped you. I am quite sure that he has wasted all the love of his noble life on some one quite tindeserv.ing of it. I have an in= tinct flet tells me so,." Lady Chevenix stood alp before tor, all pale and trembling. •• angry bang of the door, Lady Chau en]x quietly took up her point lace and resumed ti,; conversation liar - clan Pleth::ute to okcd at her, wonder.- Lug tears fa her eyes. She went over ;to her, and 'clasped her arms round a 0,,Ixe neck. i "',boar Lady Chevenix," slie said, "le t "My dear Maz•iazt," she said, "never speak to me of this again. Some one else will tell you if I do not. It evfaa I whom Felix Lonsdale Loved; it was I who gave him up to marry Sir Owen. ")lush ! Do not erg for me. I deserve it all; and much' more; but, Marian, never talk ine of Felix ale again. 1'i''o will ,go now, clear. The bell lies rung forto luncheon." CEAI?Ttt:1l SS :LVIiLonsd. "Violet," said Sir Owen to bis Wife, "1 want you to give a gar- den party ; they are much in vague. There could be no more beautiful time for one than during this lovely weather. The grounds IOO'k superb ; we Bayo tree that is not in full leaf.not Benda out your invivtations to -day." "I Will do so with pleasure," re- plied Lady Chevenix ; and Marian Hethoote, who was present, appeared delighted. ""Sou are growing quite amiable, Sir Owen," she said. "If one garden -party makes me amiable, two ought to make me charming." "Perhaps they will clo so," said Miss Hetheote. "Wo will give one worth remember- ing-. I think I can get the military band front Oilstone—I shall try to do so—and We will. send to London for a chef de cuisine. We will have everything of the very best." The invitations were numerous. Lord Arlington decided to accept his. , I do not like the baronet," he said, "and 1' am grieved for his young wife; still we cannot send him to Coventry. We must visit him some- times—and a garden -party is better than a dinner -party. We need not stay so long, and we need not see very match of our host." So Sir Owen was made happy by a polite note from Braznber, saying that the earl and his wife and daugh- ter would be present at the gather- ing. The Lonsdales also promised to be present, and it seemed as though the garden party was to be a success. One day Sir Owen sat with Lady Chevenix and Miss Hethcate after dinner, discussing the coming event. He turned to his wife. " Violet," he said, " I saw a very pretty girl the other day—a girl that quite took my fancy. I met her at Darcy Lousdale's office." " Indeed!" returned tiolet. "Who was it, Owen 7" Let me see now—what did they call her ? Evelyn—Eve Lester—the niece of a'certain strong-minded Miss Lester who lives at Outlands. You must know her—of course you know her !" ' Yes," was the quiet reply, "I know Eve Lester." You ought to like her, too. I quite admire her. I have not seen such a pretty face for some time— yours of course excepted, Miss Heth- cote," he added, laughingly. " Lady Chev,'nix's face excepted, you mean," 'tar.] :lfiss Hetheote; "hers indeed Is a most beautiful face, Sir Owen." ' "There is too much of pride and de- fiance, or rather pride and indiffer- ence," he laughed, "]n my lady's face. Now this girl Eve Lester is as fair and sweet as a dove; she reminded me of a dove, so fair and gentle is rhe." "Very sweet people are apt to be very Inane," said ,Miss Hetheote. "Inane or not, I wish you would Invite her to the ,party, Violet." "I will do so with pleasure; but I do not think she will come." "Why not?" ho asked, impatiently. "Because, though we were friends once. we are not friends now," said Lady Chevenix. "Then yon must bo friends, Vio- Iet. I am determined to have her at the gathering. I liked her sweet, fair face." My dear Owen, I would do any- thing to oblige you or please you, �iut 1 cannot make any overtures of friendship to Eve Lester," "But 1 say you must, Violet." "I am sorry that I cannot. if you are determined that Miss Lester shall come, you must go yourself and in- vite her." ' It is the usual way if I want anything," he said, angrily. "I can have everything except the one thing most desired. I only wish that I had had the sense to xna.ke such a girl as that Lady Chevenix ; there wank' .have been no opposition to my wishes then." " I am quite sure that I wish the same thing" rejoined 'Violet, quietly. " Do you ? I night have expected such a confession' front you," ho ex- claimed, All that was disagreeable seemed' to be forgotten when the day of the fete arrived, The party was likely to be a wonderful success. All the elite of the neighborhood had assembled. The run was bright, tlio trees were in luxuriant leaf. Had there been no other attraction, the beauty of the grounds; alone would have been one. Sir Owen looked proudly around ; it FOR ALL CHILDREN. Baby's Own „Tablets is .medicine good for all children, from the feeblest infant whose life seems to .Mand by a thread, to the sturdy boy !whose digestive apparatus occa- sionally gets out of order. The Tab- lets instantly relieve and promptly cure all stomach and bowel troubles and all the minor ailments of little ones. Thousands of mothers have proved the truth of these state- ments, among them Mrs. Robert Mor- ton, Deer'wiood, lAa.n. who say's; "Baby's Ow.n Tablets have helped my ba.by more than anything I ever gave hind. I can consciously recommend the Tabiets to all mothers." We give you a solemn assurance that the Tablets do not contain one particle of opiate or harmful drug. They go good—they never can do harm, and all children take them as readily he candy. Sold by medicine dealers or sent post paid at 25 gents a box by writing the Dr. +Illlams' Midicine Co., Tlsrockville, Ont. t , ] , 1 pleased him to see such great and noble persons his guests. The one netiona he cared most to honor was Major Rawson, tat) great, Vietorla, Cross ,hero, of whom aft England and even all France had been talk - in alajar Rawson, who was heir to a baronetcy, and ono of the inost poputar nien in England. Sir Owen was very anxious to impress him in every possible way. He was visit- ing at one of the housed in the neighborhood, and was reeelved by Sir Owen with great empressement. "I do not see Lady Chot nix," said the major; "I am unfortunate in ar- riving so late" "We shall find Lady Chevenix sonic - where in the grounds," said Sir Owen ; and he proudly introduced him to the county magnates, Suddenly the 'major touched his arm. "Who is that beautiful woman yon- der ?" he asked in wonder. "Which ?" said Sir Chuen. "The one in blue and white 'there, tacking to that dark, handsome man." Sir Owen's face brightened with pleasure. .'That is my wife, Lady Chevenix," he said. "Come, and I will introduce you," "I had heard that Lady Chevenix Was beautiful," he replied, "but I had not expected to see such perfection. Anal tho gentleman—who is he ? His face is a striking one." "He is my lawyer and agent ; his name is Felix Lonsdale. It is strange that on the first occasion of meet- ing them you should see them to- gether. He was a great admirer of my wife years ago." Major ltawson was 'not surprised to hear it; such "a woman as that might have any number of admir- ers. Be looked from th'e handsome face of the young lawyer to the Clark, evil, dissipated countenance of the baronet by his side, and wondered in silence how any wo- man could (leave chosen between the two men, and .Nave chosen so badly. Later on in 'the afternoon he stood by Lady Maude, and they were both' 'watching Lady Cheve- nix. The brave soldier who had won his croes by ante al valor Worthy of a hero, leas wonderfully impressed by Lady Chevenix. "1 811011 never forget that face; he said, "although I may never see it again. How, beautiful it is! And yet there is a shadow. over it. It is not the face of a happy wo- man, is it, Lady Maude ?" "No, not ;quite; she replied, lies- itati.ngly., "Is Lady Chevenix happy ?" he asked,: fidre looked up at him. "My dear major, what a ques- tion to ask me !" she replied. "Who shall say which of us is happy ? I think Lady Chevenix loves wealth and position better than anything in the 'world—and she has 'both." "Is it well for us to have our heart's desire?" he asked gravely. "I have often wondered about that." "I cannot tell," replied Lady Maude --"I have not mins.". "Nor I," said the major ; "but this beautiful lady. you say, has leers?" He thought Lady Maude singular- ly reticent on the subjeot, the fact being that she never liked to hear Lady Chevenix mentioned. She could not forgive her for all she had made Felix suffer. She could not bear to think of so worthy a young fellow having been made wretched through the caprice of a woman. She never liked to remember the day and the hour in which slie had found hiin etricken like one dead by the treach- ery of a Iaise woman. She saki as little as possible about Lady Chevenix at all times. She was half vexed that Major Rawson should admire her, for, if Lady Maude had in her noble heart one weakness, it was a great admiration for the hero of the Victoria Cross.. She would have liked to think that he was above the weakness of admiring a face merely because it was beautiful; .she svoulcl have felt better pleased if he had praised it for being noble. Lady Maude admired nobility more than beauty, and could not understand any man being a slave to beauty. She liked Major Rawson, and she said to herself nosy, in her , exalt- ed fashion, that he was 'the kind of hero elle approved of. Her no- ble face brightened with happiness wlh'en he was by her side ; she liked to hear him speak; his 'presence was a source of unwonted plea- sure to her. Slie was too proud and stately to say to herself that sh'e cared for him, in any way, tleouglt she llz.cl a great admiration for hint. But the day of the garden party as Garswood was to be one to be remembered with pleasure by both of them, for it was the day on which they first began to un- derstand that each had conceived a friendship for the other. (To be Continued.) j ; Carnegie's $5,000,000 Medal Fund. (Philadelphia Record.) There's a medal for the fellow who is told to fire the cook, When his timid wife succumbs before that domestic's savage look. There's a medal for the hero who gives up his cosy seat To the women in the trolley earwho trample on his feet. There's a, medal for the man who never gives you free advice; There's a medal for the iceman who gives full 'weight in ice. There's a medal for the man who really loves his mother-in-law; There's a medal for the actor who ad- mits he doesn't draw. There's a medal for the poet who re- frains from odes to Spring; There's a medal for the voiceless girl who knows she cannot sing. There's a medal for the father of,his papa's pride and joy, 'd,Vho doesn't stop tis on the street to tell about the boy, In fact, there's a medal free for every hero found, And I don't see how there's going to be enoticch to go around. THE POPE'S MO'. . AN INTEREST1Nti S10ETCt1 OP A FAMOUS CHARACTER. Flow He Differs From His Canadian colleagues —An "example Worthy ; et Being Followed Dr. Lapponi, the famous phy;sician to the .Vatican, who naive has re- cently; Comte sogreatly to the front on account of his unremitting atten- tion to 11']s Holiness, the late Pope, Leo XIII., and the high esteem• with, which he is regarded ny; the p'reseatl Pope, His Holiness, Pius X., Is a1 man of commanding genius. But be is .something more than that. He is more than a. mere man of science; lie le a man of original and inde- pendent mind. He elands out among medical mien of all nations, them- selves the flower of the world's in-. tellect, by reason of his fine inde- pendent personality. He has had, differences with his fellow scientists, But nil ono has ever disputed for an instant t.ie remarkable nature of his. professional attainments or the un-,. flinching integrity, of his personal character. Ile is afraid of no man. But he has a higher courage still. He is not afraid of the bugbear of professional etiquette which fright ens even some of the greatest doe, tors. As an example of this may be mens boned one very; interesting respect in which ho has differed from 'che medical men of this country. 'The latter are trammelled by medical etiquette. Na one disputes their sci- entific skill or their unselfish devo- tion to their work. But ti;,ey are limited in their labors by' one re-, markable scruple. They; will pros crib() and experiment with druge oft all kinds sanctioned by. the Phar- macopoeia or newly. introduced; but where a medical discovery, even] when it is the life -work of a .regular, practising physician, is recommend- ed ecommended to the general public by a manu- facturer, professional etiquette steps in .and frightens them. No matter, how overwhelming the evidence or what such a discovery; when sold as a proprietary medicine, has accom- plished,•they: look coldly upon it and will rarely: admit that they have used It with success. It would be "unprofessional" to do so! Dr. Lap - pont is troubled by' no such scruples. For instance, the numerous remark- able cures which have been proved by] newspa.per reports, Independently, investigated. to have been amain-. Wished by the medicine sold In Can- ada nada under the name of Dr. Williams' Pink 1"ells for Pale People, must be iw.ell known to all Canadian doctors. They have been pubiiehed far and wide. There can Pe no doubt of their accuracy. The names and addresses Of the m'>n and women c'ured Lire freely pub)ished. Their Statements have been investigated by some of the most important newspapers in this country and abroad. No one has Ever attempted to dispute the facts. Brut Canadian doctors have never cared to aclniit iniblieiy, that they have availed ill:'zuselves of this disc. ;very. Dr. Lapponi, ]lows ever, has availed himself of Dr. Williams' discovery, and has, in his on a fearless way, had nil hesitat'on in Making the 'filet publicly known. The following letter, with his signa- ture, freely avows the facts and en- dorses the value of Dr. Williams' Pink Pills with an authority no one• will venture to eotestion. TE iNSLlT1ON. "I certify that I have tried 1)r. Williams' Pink Piils in four cases of tide simple anaemia of development. After a few. weeks of treatment, the result cane fully up to my expecta- tions. For that reason I shall not fail in the future to extend the use of this laudable preparation, not only. in the treatment of other isor- bid forms of the category of anae- mia or clitorosis, but also in cases of neurasthenia and the like. d) I)i'. (rlU'1elap^. Llpponl, Via del Graechi d;S, Rome. The(Signe"simple anaemia of develop- m•ent" referred to by Dr. Lapponi is of !course that tired, languid condi- tion of young girls whose develop- ment to w,cdmanitood 15 tartly, and ;who.se health, at tthe period of that development, is sci often imperilled. His opinion of the value of Dr. Wil- liams' Pink Pills at that time is of the highest sc!entific authzrite, and it confi.rmi the many pubLehed cases in ,which anaemia and other diseases of the blood zus well as the nervous dlsea es referred to by Dr. Lap- poni, liave been cured by these pills,. nabob, It need hardly be mentioned, oave their efficaoy, to their power of m•ak:ng new. 'b'oolean, thus attng directly on the digestive and ner- vous ,system. In all cases of anae- mitt, threatened consumption, de- cline, Indigestion, kidney disease and all affections o;f the nerves, as' St. Vitus' danoe, paralysis and locomo- tor ataxia, they are cotemended ie the confidence of +the public, and Hopi that they have receiver] till enephatie endorsement of so high a psofession'A authority as Dr. Laptponi, the trust- ed physician of the Vatican, they, ;will be accepted by the medical and ,scientific world nt their true value. s014 Some congressmen were talking of queer things seen on tombstones. Mr. Johnson, of South Carolina, saw this in a village graveyard in his State: "Erect- ed to the memory of John Dawson, Who was accidentally shot as a mark of affection by his brother." This reminded Mr. Gregg, of Texas, of an inscription he saw in an Arkansas graveyard: "This stone is sakred to the reemry of Wil - Ham Hardy who comes to his death by fooling with Colt revolver, one of the old kind brass mounted, and of sticb is the Mitercioni of heaven,"