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The Herald, 1904-07-29, Page 3
..leLl.ell1. e. . w,�fG wll: .arm d!G m1Li .wd' e, .att, 3. . . 4 1 ' n1 1Vii't ) 4 y'! v.iw,,vvwv,...VYw+vwwWww.ln,.wy^v+Mn...Vw./ i 'I x.w , "Difficulties are meat and drink to ,diplomat;" ,said Lord Colin Strath - never, to Mies Maisie Fleck, as they; eat together in the Grosser Garten of Dresden. "They are poison to me," replied the young lady. "Let us coperont them 'boldly. my dearest. If the Chief," he alluded to Ills father, the present Duke of $'eImsdale—"knew you, he would love sou. He is susceptible, the Chief: My, poor mother was a' beauty, and the late Duchess, an amazing fine wo- man, although a. Tartar ; and even '.now, old as he is, he —well, we need- j't go -into that. But I mean to say; this; et I cpuld bring you two to- gether without his suspecting that We are engaged, I'd lay odds that we should be married within the year." "If Uncle George had any idea--" "Your Uncle George is not plagued with ideas. We must be careful , not to put any into his bead." "If only papa had not been a.whole- sale grocer--" "Honor your lather," said the Dip- lomat. "Let us always speak of him as a—merchant!" • "He was a Dissenter, too.' ! • "Ahemi—a Nonconformist, my dear loves" The lovers laughed lightly; but their faces soon clouded. The Diplo- mat, a younger on and an attache at Dresd an, was entirely dependent upon his father; Maisie. an orphan and a ward in Chancery,, was equally, at the mercy of her uncle, Colonel Pundle, of the ancient family' of the Pundles, of Pundle Green. The Col- onel was devoted to his niece, but she fully understood that her moth- er had made a mesalliance, and that the bend between two bendlets, gules, on a field, argent, of the Pundles had been dragged in the dust of a grocer's shop! After a pause. Maisie spoke— "I suppose you snow, Colon, that Uncle George is a. sort of kinsman et yours? He would tear his tongue cut rather than brag about it, but his mother, my grandmother, was a third cousin, once removed, of youecrether'e great-uncle, so we—" "A>:, eery near cousins, indeed," tined 'Ufa diplomat, kissing her. "And now, my precious, you must help me. I am maturing a—plan. Your uncle's sense or duty would certain- ly constrain him to write to my Lather in the event of anything seri- ous impending, let us say, above me." "Good gracious, Colin, is anything serious impending above you?" The Diplomat winked. "Matrimony impend.v,"' he eontin- ced glibly. "And if the Chief knew that, he would be here in a jiffy. Why at Vienna, I—" he paused, over- come by asudden attack of cough - bag.. 'What happened at Vienna, Colin? You needn't answer. I see by your face you fell in love. It seems to me that the men o,i your family fall in love very eas'ily.' "A case of calf love," the Diplo- mat hastened to say. "Good Lord! witch I compare that bread-and-but- ter Miss with the best and prettiest and cleverest,r1 in the world 1— well, the Chief had a hint from the ' First Secretary, and I was trans- ferred here. lie told me later that next times s meanie go to Timbuctoo. So we must be very careful, for I •don't want to go to Tim1nictoo un- less you go witt.li me., In short, the C"leaf, who is nothing if not master ful, wants me to marry a wife of his choosing. Now, why shouldn't he choose—you, eh?" "Go on," said Maisie. "Tho Chief is note at )iomburg, and Lie curo is nearly complete, which means that lie is in as mood to be approa clod." 'I'm certainly not going to Hom- burg to approach your father," said Maisie quickly. "Wo reuse lure him here," said the Diplomat. Listen 1 Flo whispered a few words to her. Maisie shook her head. "I couldn't do it, Colin. I really couldn't." The young gentleman insisted. Pre- sently resently the nymph's protestations be- came lose emphatic. "Remember this," said the Dipl,o- twat, "it is absolutely necessary that I should leave Dresden. I shall ask tor three days' leave and spend there at S,ehandau. When the Colonel mentions niy absence to you, ac - wept for it. Tell bim the truth, but not the whole truth. His Ex- cellency himself could give you no sounder advice." II. • During the next two days the Diplomat wase not to be seerl in the club ; and his absence excited a mild curiosity. Colonel Pundle, In par- ticular, missed .an agreeable oppon- ent at cribbage and billiards; who kept bis temper when he lost and was not, unduly elated when he won. Finally, as the Diplomat had fore- seen, he spoke to his niece. "Young Strathriaver has mysteri- ously disappeared," he growled as Maisie held a light to his cigar, "'Pon my soul, the. club seems empty without him. The Lad is a cheery lad, a cheery, lad. None of hist fa- ther's brains, of course, but a good, kind fellow.." "Do you know, Uncle George, to whom he is being kind at this mo, invent?" • The Colonel stared at hie niece. ' "What d'ye mean, my dean'?" "Nothing, uncle. You have always told me., to •mind my own business, You are so wise." A-1m•em ! My. dear, this youneeman Is of kin to—us. God forbid that I i should proclaim this kinship, which I the Duke of Helmsdale has hitherto i i,gnared.. Still, it is a tie—a. bond. If you know anything about Lord Colin which °aneeri s bis welfare, It Is my duty to impart that 'knowledge toe - me.'" . " I can't believe it is true," fal- tered Maisie. • " My child, yy'ost must allow me to Judge of that. Is this young man in trouble ?" . ' He is in love, uncle." "Same thing, egad! In love, Is het with whom ? Tho right sort of a wo- man, I hope." " The duke and you might call her the wrong sort," said Maisie, after a moment's hesitation. "She is young and nice looking, but—" " Go on," groaned the colonel; "you are ,preparing me for the worst, I know." Iter father wits -a tradesman," Paid Maisie. . Merciful Heaven spluttered the colonel. " And the best blood of the kingdom flows in his veins ! A trades- man's daughter. Horrible!" "I am a tradesman's daughter," said Maisie. • "I beg your pardon," h•e said, sur- veying her eharining face and figure. "When I look at you, child, when I see reproduced in you the grace, the breeding, the distinction of—er—the Pundles, I may well be excused for forgetting that you were born a— Flack. You are, as you say, the daughter of a tradesman, and I should be false to every tradition of my family if that fact was not a grievous burden to me. Much as I love you," he took her hand tenderly, "much as I esteem you, worthy as 1 know you are to be of any inan's regard, still you are a—Flack. Do you know this—this adventuress ? Of course, she w:il jump at him. Her name, Maisie ?" "I cannot toll you that," said Maisie, firmly ; "but I b-b-be-lieve she cares for him." "Confound It ! I must write to the Duke to -night." "You will interfere in other peo- ple's business ?" "The man," Colonel Prundle retort- ed, fiercely. "who does not interfere sometimes in other folks' affairs is a coward --a coward ! I shall sug- gest to the Duke the propriety of coming to Dresden at once. That, and no more; but it. will be en- ough." "Somebody was saying only the day before yesterday that the Duke was at Homburg," murmured Mai- sie. Then she slipped from the room and out into the pleasant garden, where a stone bench hard by a fountain, invited her with mute eloquence to rest and refresh herself. Above the babble of tbe fountain, piercing the thick .lade of a lime -tree, came a discoMrdant sound of wood clashing against wood. Tho Colonel had flung back the lid of his desk, and was even now dipping his quill into the ink. "Tho Duke will be here soon," the girl whispered to the fount- ain; "but will he like me ? Oh!, I'm so afraid that its will not like me." In the deepening shadows of 'the evening, a Cupid, perched upon the back of a dolphin, seemed to smile. III. The Duke, in reply to Colonel Pun- dle',e Letter, wired thiat he would wait upon his correspondent at the villa upon the following Wednesday morning. You may bo sure that one person dressed herself in much trepi- dation; and even the Colonel, a hard- ened veteran of a dozen engage - metas, admitted (to himself) that he was not entirely free from flutter - legs. Re, too, dressed carefudiy, and recalled, not without pleasure, that a personage had once seen in ]lim'a striking rcisemblanee to the late Earl of Cardigan. •the Duke, however, dis- played on arrival an ab.:urclly shaeby salt of tweeds, and the shrewd, wea- ther-beaten face of a north -country farmer. When offered a cigar, he Bald that he preferred a pipe, and begged perm,slslon to light a Much -bettered briar. Presently he drank some whis- key and plain •water, refusing soda and seltzer like a true .Scotsman. Then he tackled the matter in hand with the direetneiss and doggedness for which he is famous. "My ,son nett me at th.e station," ho ,said. "I wanted to give the rogue u chance to on,feiss. He held his tongue, the young dog ; and I held mina Do you know, times young wom- an, Colonel?" "1 do not," said the Colonel. "This affair having been conducted on Lord Coen',s part with lamentable secrecy, we mar_ inter--" "The w,orst," snapped the Duke. "I shall run the minx to ent'th, you may depend on that. A scheming baggage, without doubt. Blgsis my soul i Ho rose as Maisie entered the room. The Colo.nel presented his niece, who blursat.d delightfully. The Duke let his eyes linger upon her dimples. Then he said courtetously: "We are of kin, my dear so your uncle tells me ; and if we have not met before, it shall not be my fault if w,e do not meet Often—again." Whereupon Mai sib dropped him the curtsey which for- eign maidens always offer to those of high degree; and the Duke, raising her emelt hand, kissed it, with a gen- ia;l 'appreciation of las rank and its privlleiges. Maier© asked her uncle a question, listened demurely, to his an- ewer, an withdrew. 'A' eltarming girl, won my word," staid the Dolce. One of the Flacks of neck Rall, I anuppose." "filly seater married Joseph Flack, ot—ex'--Brisrtol," replied the Coli anal sltitffly. `W1tat ? .Ioe Flack, of Bristol t A capital fellow: What a business he hada Antl Menses is .an only child hay ? VG1' a line tot,her." "She will have some money when the is 25 or before if elms marries with my consent, Can I offer you luncheon, Duke?" The Duke, confession to an tiita,'siaid that tbe,Calonei wap veryappe- kintd. After luncheon Maisie held a match to -the Duke's cigarette, and you may be sure he noted the fine turn off her wrist and the delicate modelling of the hand beneath. In- deed, he begged her to set beside him, and beamed upon .her paternally be- neath his bushy • red eyebrows. Then` sthe sang a couple of ` Border bal- lade. Later, when the men were alone, 'the Duke asked a question— "Has Colin.. seen much of your niece ?" "Lord Colin," replied the Colonel formally, "used to come to this !hou a to see—me." "Ab," the Duke murmured. "And he might have—um ! Why, when .I was his age I could po more have re- sisted—" He rose and held out his hand. "I am wasting valuable time, Colonel, yours; and ;nine. 1 am deep- ly In your debt, Gear sir. Will, you and your nieee dine with me this evening at my hotel? You will ? Capital! Colin will dine with us, but your, must not let bim suspect any- thing." Passing through the garden, the Duke round Maisie diligently, sewing under a mulberry tree. He gazed at at her with real affection. t "Let me see," said lie, as he took both her hands, "your uncle and I are—second cousins, I believe?" "Are you ?" said Maisie demurely. "That makes us Vied cousins," said the Duke, "and in Scotland third cousins are very dear relations when"—the Duke's small eyes twin- kled—"'when • they are as nice as you are, Maisie." He walked on, leaving Maisie smiling and blushing in the shade of the big mulberry tree. "I really think he does like me," she told the Cupid at the fountain. "How delighted ;Olin well be!" -- IV. The Duke walked briskly to his ho- tel and ordered a petit dinner de gala, including ,some friandises, which, as a rule, do not tempt the appetites of men. He then asked to be directed to a. :florist, where be bought e large bouquet of Niphetos roses at a price which most Scotsmen would have deemed prohibitive. Then he had his hair cut, eyeing the while, some - What ruefully, the red -grey locks which fell from his head on to the White sheet which encompassed his sturdy figure. It is almost certain that be had forgotten for the mo- ment the business•w'hich had brought him from Homburg to Dresden, for When he met the Diplomat later, he stared at that young man, whistled, and ejaculated, "Bless. my, soul!" "Where have you been, Chief," said the son. "I lunched with the Pundles," said the Duke. "Most agreeable man, the Colonel. We must have him at the Skelpic. And now, my, dear boy, I am ready for a walk and talk with you. 13y the bye, our cousins are dining With us to -night:" The Diplomat received this news With a smile, and said blandly, "WhatChief'?' brought you to Dresden, "I wanted to see you," the Duke replied, affectionately. "His excel- lence tells me that he is pleased with you. He says there is a simple directness of speech and action about you which ought to carry you far in the profession you have chosen." Tho Diplomat blushed ; his father continued; "I shall stay here a week or so, Colin. Gad, sir ! I have seen hardly anything of you since you left 'Eton. You must tell me all about yourself." The men walked on together, but the Duke did most of the talking. In the public gardens, they found an unoccupied seat, and sat down. "I am going to bo frank with you, my son," said the Duke, and his small •eyes twinkled furiously. "You and your brother never got on quite as, I wished with the late Duchess. To you I can say truth- fully that I put leer in your poor mother's place from a sense of duty. I thought of you when I married; and when you marry I shall expect a like 'consideration. if you marry to please me I shall double your income." "And what sort of girl pleases you ?" Tho Duke's eyes became pon;sive, - "'You ask what sort of a girl pleases me ? To a Strathnaver high health is of more importance than high' breeding. Give .me a daughter- in-law, my clear Cone, who is a lady, who has a reasonable amount of money, and brains not to squan- der it. Being my son, you will cloub fri,ghttl."ess see that she is hot a "If 1 do marry," replied the Dip- lomat, with emphasis, "I promise that I shall choose just such a wife as you describe. Can I say more ?" " No," • replied the Duke, drily, "you can't." Presently they entered the club, whore the Colonel was reading his Galignani. The Duke led the Colo- nel aside. ' 1 am puzzled," said lie. '"The boy looked moa square in the eyes and told me that he wished just such a wife as I would choose for slim. There has been n blunder_somewhere—a blunder," ills grace courteously added, ' which I for one do not regret, since It has made me acquainted with my kinsman, Colonel Pundle, and his charming niece." The gallant warrior bowed. "I have not sought your acquaintance, Dkue," he said, solemnly, ".but it has been bestowed -upon one wire can appres elate it." • Next 'day and the day after was spent by • the lake In the company of 'Colonel Pundle and his niece, The diplomat head his work and was not 4 Potatoes Should be Sprayed Now •Ia to Prevent Flight and tee SeleMeeeeteleletereleleatteleielelelseeseeeleteleeeeteleleisesTairesteneelellseeleleleeetelefe ot5 Farmers continue to lose liundrede of bushels of potatoes every year from blight and rotwhich may be isaved by spraying the vines with Bordeaux mixture,. The results ob- tained at the Central Eeperiraental Farm and elsewhere . have proved over and over again how well it pays ;to spray, but comparatively few, farmers spray their potatoes for the prevention of rot even ,yet. At Ot- tawa one variety that was spray- ed yielded at the rate of 201 bush- els more per acre than the game var- iety unsprayed, and taking the aver- age of 11 varieties there was an in- crease of 120 bushels per acre. The formula used is 6 lbs. bluestone, 4 lbs. lime and 40 gallons water. If the potato beetle is still active 8 ozs. Paris green may be added to this. If fresh lime cannot be obtained, 734 lbs, washing soda will take its place. There should be about four spray- ings, the firet about the middle of July, the second fromi ten days to two weeks later, the third and fourth at about the same intervals, the ob- ject bring to keep the vines cover- ed etvith the mixture until September. It has been proven by experiment that over half the crop of potatoes will be produced' after August 22, if the vines are kept green, and this is what /spraying will do, as at the Experimental Farm, the vines have been kept green from 18 to 20 days longer ithan where left un- sprayed. The cost of 4 sprayings is about $7. Fuller particulars will be furnished on application to the Central Expere i,mental (Farm, Ottawa. W. T. Ma- coun, Florticulutist, Central Experi- mental Farm, Ottawa, Canada. , invited to join the trio, but hei was happy and content because his Maisie had made such a remarkable im- pression was one not so easy to please. "It's the most natural thing in the world," he said to her, "but so many unnatural things do happen in this queer old curiosity, shop." That evening the Duke dined alone with bis son. During dinner the father was silent, but while they were sipping their coffee he said abruptly ' I may marry again, Colin." " Not Mrs. --?" " Certainly not !" the duke replied hastily. "The lady, whose name need not be mentioned, is very charming, greatly gifted, and—" " A wonderful peeformer at pin„ pong," murmured the diplomat. "And sympathetic, Let not quite— quite—" " Mature enough," suggested the 5011. "Youth," said the duke, thought- fully, "is not a disability with me. Guess again, Colin." " Please don't tell me it's Lady Angela." " It is not," said the duke. It may have been the effect of the rose- colored shades on tbe candles, but the duke's face seemed redder than usual. "I was kind to that young lady—too kind, indeed, but only in —er—a godfatherty sort of way." "I beg your pardon," said the young man humbly. " I ought to have known, Chief, that you would not marry a mere complexion." The duke sighed. "Thio fairest skin in the kingdom," ho murmured. "Well, my boy, I ,shall say so more now, for nothing is set- tled yet. But within a few days I may have isom.othing to tell sone' "T ma.y lave eomothing to tell von," said the Diplomat, grinning. "E h ---what; ?.' 'Nothing is settled yet," said the Diplomat, with ,something of his 11- ltustrious sire's manner ; "but 1 give you my word that I know what I am Lit. A'ncl I feel teat I am jnsti-. tied in adding,. Chief, that ho far as the ,sex is concerned, I have inher- ited from you a certain—flair." The Duke ,smiled. 9fy dear Colin, that is most ne- eeseary—flair. I'm obliged to you for the word." VI. Maisie, meanwhile, was slightiv', perplexed, and, if the truth be told, not quite easy in her mind. Being a girl of sense, as well as sensibil- ity, ,she determined ,10 bring mat - tens to a point when opportunity of- fered. Accordingly, on the following afternoon, when His firma led her, for the eleventh time, to that quaint stone bene!: beneath the ancient lin- den, ,she said, timidly, "Duke—why did you come to Dresden;•' "Do you think," ire replied, mmickly, "that it would have been Leiser for me not to have come ?" Maisie blushed. The Duke took her he n,d. and pressed it. "Are you sorry teat I did come?" "N_ n -no." "Yon are veru young." "Nineteen last April." "I," said the Duke, regretfully, "am' .sixty-three; but do I look. it, my dear child 7" 'Certainly the ,shrewd (face, the s;turdv, well -knit figura. tl',e keen gray eyes justified Miis•i.'s "No." Tee Duke continued; "You lia.ve thought, of course, what girl hate not, of m,arraige?" Msisie sighed. "With your advantages, Mate sir, you might: marry anybody." "1 have thought of marrying some - bode,' elle whispered. ;Concluded Next week.) I , l BABY'S OWN TABLETS. • For Weak, Sickly Children. During the Hot Months. Thousands of infants and children die through the hot weather months, be- cause summer complaints and stomach troubles come suddenly, and mothers do not have the menus at hand to promptly check .and cure them. In homes where Baby's Own Tablets are used, these Iittle lives can be saved, and no home hi the land where there are children should be without the Tablets. They promptly cure all stomach and bowel troubles and give relief to teething children, and the mother bas a guarantee that they con- tain no opiate or harmful drug. You can crush the Tablets to a powder and give them with perfect safety to a new- born baby. Mrs. S. M. Black, St. Peters, N. S., says: "I have used Baby's Own Tablets for most of the troubles from which little ones suffer, and I find them the best medicine I have ever tried." All medicine dealers • sell these `.Tablets or you can get them by mail at 25 cents a box, by writing the Dr. Williams' Medi- cine Coe, Brockville, Ont. ST. VITUS DANCEI MUST BE TREATED THROUGH THE BLOOD AND NERVES One of the Worst Cases on Record Cured Through the Use of Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. St. Vitus dance is a nervous disease chiefly afflicting children. There are a number of signs by which it can be de- tected, such as a twitching of the mus- cles of the face, shaldng hands, or a jerky motion of the arms, a trembling or a dragging of the lege, irritability and restlessness. St. Vitus dance is caused by disordered nerves and blood —that is why it is always cured by Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. The pills fill the veins with pure, rich red blood, which in turn soothes and braces the nerves, making the sufferer well. Mrs. Luff - man, Poucher's Mills, Ont., tells how Dr. Williams' Pink Pills cured her daughter Louise. "I do not think it posible," says Mrs. Luffman, "that anyone could be afflicted with a more severe form of St. Vitus dance than that which attacked my daughter. Her arms and legs would twitch and jerk, her face was drawn and finally her left side became numb as though paralyzed. Her speech became thick and indistinet, and . she could neither stand still nor sit donna. Tee doctors attend her, but gave her no benefit. The last doctor who attended her told me s'Se would never get better. It was at this discouraging time we decided to give her Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. After taking two boxes we could see an improve- ment; she could sleep better and the spasms were less severe. From that on she steadily grew better, and after using eight or ten boxes she was as strong and healthy a girl as you will find anywhere, and she has not had the least symptom of the trouble since.' Dr. Williams' Pink Pills are the surest cure for St. Vitus dance, hysteria, neu- ralgia, nervous exhaustion, paralysis, and all the nervous troubles of men, wo- men and children. But you must get the genuine with the full name, "Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People" on the wrapper around every box. Sold by all medicine dealers, or sent post paid at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50 by writing the Dr. Williams' Medi- cine Co., Brockville, Ont. RIGHT WAY TO PULL CORKS. How the Bartender Opened a Bottle of Champagne. It was in the big room at the Narra- gansett, where six -toed cherubs, resem- bling the extra -membered figure on the Bajnotti fountain, look down from the decorated ceiling on water nymphs swim- ming around the pillars, and where the crowd congregates after the opera house performance. The head bartender gave an exhibition of gumption, that, while in itself a little thing, made a waiter and some of the members of the crowd along the bar look tip in surprise. The waiter had a bottle of champagne with what he called a "dry" cork in it. He had started the cork a little, but had been unable to get it out, and so he brought it out to the bar, remembering vividly that the last time he persisted with s! cork like that it cost him $2 for another bottle. e rou a was caused, as the bartender explained, through the fact that the bot - tie had been standing on end instead of lying on its side, neck down, in the case. The bartender first tried to twist the cork out by hand, but only succeeded in breaking it. off. Then he took a small corkscrew and screwed it in, making only a slight effort to pull the cork. After that he took the small corkscrew out, and then taking the bottle to the patent oorkpuller fastened to the end of the counter, he yanked out the cork with neatness and dispatch by the big auto - made corkscrew. It was done so easily and deftly that no one except the Waiter and the bartender realized that in many cases these "dry"' corks stick so hard that the neck of the bottle is broken -in the 'attempt to pull them, and that if . he had not first opened a hole for the large screw with the point of the small one the cork would probably have been ground to pieces instead, of coming out whole. "I learned that in a machine shop," he remarked, "where they always start a hole with a small drill before using a large one:' It was a good piece of work, and it save - ed that waiter the loss of the bottle 4