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VETERINARY.
t OEN GRIEVE, V. S., honor graduate of Ontario
-o) Veterinary College. AU dasm of Domestic
Animals treated. Calla promptly attended to irsid
chargos moderate. Vete 'inlay Dentistry a sFiecialtY
Office end residence on Goderioh street, one door -
SANT of Dr. Scott's office. Setiforbh. 1112U
DRANK S. Beattie,V. S., graduate of Ontarie Vet
12 erinary College, Toronto, Member of the Vet
unary Medical Society, eto., treats all diseases of
. 116 Domesticated Animas. All oaf promptly at-
tended to either by day or night. Chances moder-
2Ae. Special attention given to veterinary dentis-
try. Office on Main Street, Seaforth, one door
south of Kidd's hardwere store. 1112
QIIAFORTH HORSE INFIRMARY. --Corner d Jr
vit and Goderioh;3treets, nett door to the Pres.
Imterian Church, Seaforth, Ont. All cliss sea of
Hormel. Cottle, Sboce?, ciikany of the do n stioated
animals, suomestally treated at itinarmarv or
elsewhere, on the shortest note*. „barges meder-
ate. JAMES W. ELDER, Veteninary &argon]. P
S. -A large stock of Veterleary Medicines Kept con
straitly an hand
LEGAL
IWO S. HAYS, Barrister, Solicitor, Conveyancer and
_al Notary Public. Solicitor for the Dominion
Bank. Office-Cardno's block, Main Street, Seaforth.
Money to loan. 1286 ,
it)EAflKEW MORRISON, Walton IIISHISIICO
Agent, Commissioner for Miring affidavits,
Conveyances, &o. Money to loan at the loweir rates.
M. Moaaisos, Walton.
Mothers
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Office -Rooms, five doors north ofeeromercial
notel, ground floor, next door to C. L. Papers
Jewelry store, Main street, Seaforth. Godench
agenta-(ameron, Holt and Cameron. 1215
r4 ARROW & PROUDFOOT, Barristers, Solicitors,
aso.,Gioderich, Ontario. J. T. GA.RROW, Q. O.
PROUDPOOT. 686
CAMERON, HOLT & HOLMES, Barriaten 80-
licitors in Chiumery, aee„Goderich, Ont
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/fANNING & SCOTT, Barristers, Solicitors Con
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Johnston, Tisdale & Gale. Money to los: Offioe-
Eliiott Block, Clinton, Ontario. A. 11. Muneras
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libitor, Conveyancer and Notary. Solicitor for the
Canadian Bank of Commerce. Money to lend Panne
dor sale. Office in Soott's Block, Main Street,
Seater*.
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BARRISTER.
Solicitor of Superior Court, Commissiover for
taking Affidavits in the High Court
of Justice, Conveyancer,
Money to Lend
Can -be consulted after office hours at the Commer-
cial Hotel.
IIENSALL, ONTARI
DENTISTRY.
FW. 'MEDDLE, Dentist, Office over Richardeen
& Melones' Shoe Store, corner Main and Jo.. ,
,
Streets, Seaforth, Ontario. Nitrous Oxide Gas al -
ministered for the painless eXtraction of teeth. llue
• Do AGNEW, Dentist, Clinton, will
visit Efensall at Hodgens' Hotel
every Monday, and at Zurich the
secondThuraday in teen month 1288
TT KINSMAN, Dentin, L. D S.,
1 1 . Exeter, Ont. Will be at Zurieh
. i at the Huron Hotel, ORLY on the
LAST THURSDAY in each month, and
at Murdock's Hotel, Hensall, on the FIRST FRIDAY
ill each month. Teeth extracted with the least
paha possible. All work flrat-class at liberal rates.
971
MONEY TO LOAN.
VrONEY TO LOAN. -Straight kens M 6 pe
with the privilege to borrower o'
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eipply tb F. HOLMESTRD, Barrieter, Seaforth.
MEDICAL.
1-111.CAMPBELL, Honor Graduate of Medical Fa-
culty of Toronto University, Physician, Sur-
geon, etc. Office -Zeller' s Block.; night calls-
Grab's- Hotel, Zurich, Ont. 1387
TIR. ARMSTRONG-, M. B., Toronto, M. D. C. M.,
1.,/ Victoria, M. C. P. S, Ontario'successor to Dr.
Flliott, office lately occupied by Dr. Eliott, Bruce -
fled, Ontario. 1379x52
r),R.MoTAVISH, Physician, Surgeon, &o. Office
corner southwest of Dixon's Hotel, Brucefield.
Night calls et the office. 1323
DRS. SCOTT & MACKAY,
OFFICE, Goderich Street, opposite Idethodiet
Church, Seaforth. RESIDENCE, next Agricultural
Grounds.
J. G. scam M. D. C. M., (Ann Arbor and Vic-
toria) M. C. P. S. 0.
C. MACKAY, M. D. C. M., (Trinity,) F. T. M. C.
M. C. P. S. O.
Ta K. COOPER, M. D., M. B., L. F. P. and S,
jAN, Glasgow, &e., Physician, Surgeon and Ao.
couches, °onetime, Ont. 1121
1D, W. BRUCE SMITH, M. D, 0. X, Member of
_fle the College of Phyalohuis and Surgeons, Ow.,
Seaforth, Ontario. Offiee and residence same as
occupied by Dr. Verooe. 848
A LEX. BLTHUNEt M. D., Fellow of the Royal
„LI, College of Physicians and Surgeone, Kingston.
Successor to Dr. Mankid. Office lately occupied
by Dr. Mackid, Male Street Seaforth. Residence
--Corner of Victoria Square, in house lately occupied
by 1. E. Dewey. • 1127
AUCTIONEERS.
GEORGE TAYLOR, Licensed Auctioneer for the
County of Huron. Sales promptly attended
to in all parts of the County. Satisfaction guaran-
teed. Charges moderate. 'GEO. TAYLOR, Kippen
P. 0. 13574.1
P. TINE, Lioensed Auctioneer for the Conn
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Office will be promptly attended to.
WM. MVLOY,
Auctieneer for the Counties of Huron and Perth,
and Agent at Hensall for the Massey -Harris Manu.
lecturing Company. Sales promptly attended to,
charges moderate and saUseacUon guaranteed.
Orders by mail Mc/reseed to Hansen Poet Office, or
lett at his residence, Lot 2, Concession 11,• Tuck-
ersmith. will receive prompt attention. 129641
McKillop Directory for 1893.
JOHN BENNEWIES, Reeve, Dublin P. 0.
JAMES EVANS, Deputy Reeve, Beachwood.
DANIEL MA.NLEY, Councillor, Beachwood.
WM. lioGAVIN, Councillor, Leadbury.
WILLIAM ABOHIBALD, Couneillor, Leadbury.
JOHN C. MORRISON, Clerk, Winthrop.
SOLOMON J. SHANNON, Treasurer, Winthrop.
WM. EVANS, Assemor, Beachwood.
CHARLES DODDS, Collector, Seaforth.
R10EfARD POLLARD, Sanitary Inspector, Lead.
bury.
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A CHALK -LINE.
BY MARGARET SUTTON BRISCOE.
IN T 0 PARTS. -II.
- Look at ose- leaves, Daphne ; they
keep dropping,all curled up from the trees,
and sailing like little boats over our spring.
That shows the summer's going, does it
not ?"
Yes, and my tadpoles are all frogs now.
I can hear them singing every night."
"How did I first happen to christen you
Daphne?"
was because of this old green gown
of - Mine, wasn't ? Aren't you willing that
I should throw it away now? See my
elbows are almost -through the sleeves !"
" I like it even better so. When your
elbows are quite through you will be cooler.
I first called you Daphne the day you
came here with those dark pine tassels in
the bosom of your gown. I remember I
•thought the green tassel's you had twisted -in
your hair looked like green bodkins threaded
with gold." t
" 'Why didn't you make that pretty
speech to me at the time ?"'
"1 didn't know you well enough."
" How well d.o you knowene now ?"
"Well enough to call you Daphne. How -
much longer shall you need to convince your
father of my harmlessness? If you don't
Inirry matters a little,. I shall be waylaying
him in the road and speaking to him my-
self." e
" If you do, you will spoil all. Why are
yOU so impatient? I have brought father to
confess that there were loose matches in the
house and plenty of mice to nibble them.
After all; I've only been talking to him
about you for two months. Is that so long
to wait ?"
Ellsworth turned quickly. "For what?"
he asked.
" Convincing father, of course," Delia
answered. "What else could I mean ?"
" Nothing ? No, it is not too long fpr
that."
Elliworth was half reclining on the bank
of the spring at Delia's feet. She was sit-
ting a little apart from him on the root of a
tree. His eyes were fastened thoughtfully
on the bursting bubbles of the spring.
When Delia spoke again, he did not see her
laughing face.
"What makes you so thoughtful to -day?
I'm glad I brought something with me to
amuse you. I left it off there on the leaves
in the bushes. Now I'm going to get it,
and you must not not move or turn your
head until I say Now! It's nothing that
will hurt. Will you promise not to look?"
"1 promise he answered.
As Delia had said, his mood was thought-
ful. When her triumphant "Now you may
look !" reached his ears, he almost started,
and as he glanced up what he saw brought
him to his feet.
"Daphne, where did you get that?"
"It's a 'he," Daphne answered, drop-
ping carefully with. her burden into her
rooty seat. "You. said once you had never
seen him, so I borrowed him of the store-
keeper's daughter to show you, though I N
didn't say that, of course. Now, isn't this
a lovely baby? I was so afraid I might put
his eyes out carrying him through the
woods, and so afraid he would cry before I
was ready to surprise you with him. You
were surprised, weren't you? See, he
knows me.
The baby had caught at her fingers,
lutching them in both his tiny hands, and
Delia laughed aloud.
Ellsworth went clown on his knees among
he roots, looking, not at the white bundle,
ut into the glowing face bending above.
"Isn't it lovely !" cooed Delia.
"Oh, Daphne, the loveliest thing on
art -h."
_
"1 knew you'd like him. Now I want
you to answer me honestly : do you think
this dress is too fine for the shopkeeper's
grandbaby ? I made everything it has on,
and father says I'm putting notions in their
heads. But he is so pretty, I can't make
ugly clothes for him. Do you think I ought
to?"
For the first time Ellsworth glanced at
the, baby. .
" Of -course not. It is really a little
beauty, isn't it ?" he admitted. The child
stared at him round -eyed, and he felt the
usual sense ' of flattery as the little thing
laughed` and tucked its chin into its -neck,
after the manner of babies.
" I told you it was a 'he,' " Delia cor-
rected again ; "and you, big as you are,
and every one of those huge men on your
farm, too, were once just as small- as this,
so you needn't be so condescending. I
knitted these socks -would you like to see
his feet ?"
" Above all things."
" Well, you sha'n't, for I don't like your
• tone at all."
" Let me Seeilhis feet, Daphne, ; I will
Children Cry for
take any tone you give me."
• Ellsworth drew nearer to her, and, draw-
ing thetlittle hands away from her, smooth-
ina the little fingers about one of "Is
that better?" he asked.
". Yes, but why couldn't you do that • at
first ?"
' "1 wish I had now. But, yOn see,
you're a woman,and to you this is just a man -
child, while, whenever I see a small bundle
likethis, I look on it more &a an awful pos-
sibility. • Who can tell .what this baby may
be or do? Do you know, I have never yet
Seen 4. man I .would choose to be father
to."
" Really ?-why, I have."
'• Would -you father me, for instance?"
Delia looked at him over the baby's
head. .
" I think," she Said seriously, "that I
should like to be your mother."
Ellsworth dropped the baby's hand quick-
ly. He had ;almost taken Delia's in its I
place when he drew back.
"What would you think if I begged. you
to send me away at once ?" • he said, half-
' smiling, lfalf-earnest. "Tell me e`rou want
to be quiet and alone, Daphne; be rude to •
me -only send me away."
" But I don't want to be quiet, and I
hate being alone."
" Then the dew is falling, and you ought
to go yourself, for the sake of the baby."
She looked at him reproachfully, How
strange you are to -day?. Do you want to
be rid of nte ?"
"Rid Of you? No -yes -I don't know,
Daphne." He rose to. his feet and moved a
step away. "Why does your father ding
to this idea about me ?" he cried. " He
can't still pretend he believes me a criminal,.
and yet allow your seeing me in this way."
"Allow ?-father doesn't knoW I see you.
He would be furious. I have been telling
him he must be mistaken, because I heard
this or that nice thing about you -it wasn't
necessary to tell him I head them' from
you was it? Why, whaVs the matter?
Why do you look at me like that ?"
Ellsworth was staring down at her in a
kind of dismayed horror.
"Your father doesn't know-" he began,
then changed his words into : "Dont look
. so frightened, Daphne : there's_ nothing
wrong."
Delia struggled to her feet with difficulty.
Except as an encumbrance, she seemed to
have forgotten the baby in her arms. t
a
RON EXPOSITOR,.
Her voice -broke: She turned aside.
. EllswOrth drew her bebck to him, lifting
her hand to his arm and holding it there.
" Tell tne all first, he said. " Do you mean
-that your father .has really turned you out
from your home ?"
From half of it. I won't atay in a home
with a 'chalk -mark running down the middle
of the dining -room tent.'
"A chalk -mark !"
"Oh, don't keep repeating everything I
say; and tpeak softly, or we shall be heard.
Can't you understand? I told father
everything at supper -time, and there was
an awful scene -at once. He tried to make
me promise never to speak to you again,
When I wouldn't, he shouted at me, and
talked Scotch, as he always does When he's
angry, and he beat on the table wall' his
'fist, until all the servants were listening
around the dining -tent. At last he said no
one should live in his house and defy him
so he took a piece of Chalk and ran a w
line down the centre boards- of the dining -
tent floor, and moved his -late to the other
side of it. Te -says it's to be a dead -line;
this half of the tent is mine and that side
his. I am to eat on one side of • the table,
he at the other; that I am never to _cross
the line, and he will not until I submit to
-him." Her teeth closed sharply. "Do
you think I will stand that? I am my .
father's daughter. I have a line, too, and
he's crossed it."
Ellsworth looked down in amazement.
In the space of a few hours the girl he had
known at the spring. in the summer days
had leaped into her autumn. His silence
seemed to calm. he. She dragged her hand
away from him, petulantly, dropping -back
into her old manner.
I do believe you are thinking I ought
to stay here. You needn't help me to go
emless you want to; My bag is half packed,
and I only wanted you to drive me -to the
station to meet the night train into town.
I had 'decided to no to my Old nurse for a
time. I think she is at the same place.
Anyway, I can takenare of myself, and I
can easily walk to the station. No, I won't
let you help me now."
- Ellsworth had followed her to the flap of
the tent through which she' was retreating.
He drew his arm about her, detaining
her.
"Daphne," he entreated, "listen to me.
You know you have only to ask -no every-
hing that I have is yours before asking.
m thrusting away what can only be the
earest temptation, when I entreat you - to
wait, dear, wait , just a little, while I go
now to your father, and-"
"Ah !" 'cried looking back into the
tent.
Ellsworth's eyes followed hers, to see Mr.
McEwan standing at the inner entrance.
he candle he was holding raised above his
ead shone down on his white brows, which
he furrows between drew into a straight
inc. His inflamed face showed the more
rimson against -his white hair that curled
p fiercely on either side of his head, like
dews on sodden leaves. The night breeze
shook the pine trees and went its. way laden
with the heavy balsam.
"1 love you," Ellsworth whispered.
"Dearest, I love you too well to take you.
-Daphne, we must turn back."
Through a break in the leafy covering the
light fell in a broad- white patch. Delia
laid her hand on the reins, and the horse
stopped. Her voice quivered with wound-
ed feeling.
"1 shall neither go back to my father nor
another step forward with you. I shall do
what I meant to before you came, and you
cannot keep me; you must let me go !"
She would have left him and sprung to
the road, but his arm held her:
"Never, except to your father. Daphne,
you cannot doubt me? Every breath you
draw is as much a part of my life- as yours.
But hear me one moment. I saw your
father's face as I lifted you from the ground
hite -at his side and again when we left him in
the road -I wish you had seen it, too. We
must go back to him."
Her lips set.
"1 eaw my father's face when he drew a
dead -line between himself and only
child."
" Who crossed it first, Daphne? Do you
think it was anger only that made him. seek
you in your tent to -night? You are his
only child by reason of his sorrows, and -he
is your only father. Can't you consent to
forget and forego that chalk -line ?"
Delia looked up, her lips quivering.
"That line my father drew was made of
chalk, but what it meant was you. Is thart,
what you mean I should forget and forego
With a quick protest Ellsworth caughther
back to him. Since the hour at the spring
he had not touched her, except for .protec-
tion or comfort. Now it seemed to him
that they had , gone back to the woods.
Once more she was in his arms, once more
he bent over her lifted face; now she did
not fly from him, and for the first time he
touched his lips to hers.
"1 will go back," said Delia, softly..
"1 will do Whatever you want," and he
kissed again the words on her lips,
"Do you think I would let you go except
for a time? Dear one, we ca,n afford wait-
ing a little, can't we, when a lifetime to-
gether is to be our reward? After all, we
shall not really part, even for a time."
'No," she answered, thoughtfully, "we
couldn't; for now we are really married,
aren't we? I feel it so."
"1 think sot" he answered, smilingly.
" As truly married as if we had not turned
back." •
"More truly," she asserted ; "ever so
much more truly. Before thin I only
thought I loved you; now -see, there is my
wedding -veil."
She pointed to the patch of moonlight
which seemed to encircle them, and they
talked in whisPers on their way back in the
darkness under the arbor -like trees. It was
Delia who finally decided upon their plan of
return.
"You must take me to the back of my
tent, where we came out, and let me slip in
again. Then, in the morning before any
one is awake, I -will creep into the dining -
tent and. rub the wretched mark out for-
ever.- When father comes in, I shall not
give him time tcrspeak,but be in his arms and
call him my only father, as you said." She
paused. " Suppose father drives me out of
all the tent; he might, as he did out of
half."
"Yes, it is possible he may," Ellsworth
answered. "Can you be brave to face him,
ready anything, Daphne, even that ?"
es," she faltered. "Yes, I will be
brave," she added, more firmly. "Ah-."
he ended with a little cry. As the horse
eared suddenly and swerved to one side,
Ellsworth caught a passing glance of the
ame stony face last seen as he looked back
ver his shoulder. Then it went down in
he road under his horse. Ellswooth need -
d all his force to keep the iron feet turned
aside. , Every muscle, every thought, was.
bsorbed in the effort. When he had con-
uered the frightened beast and* could look
lsewhere, he found the seat beside him
mpty, and he leaped into the road. There,
n the exact spot where they had left him,
ay Delia's father, dragging himself up on
his elbow, staring with the same fixed gaze
nto his daughter's face. Delia was striv-
ing vainly to lift him, entreating him to
peak to her. Ellsworth hung his reins on
is arm, and grasped the old man by the
houlders, lifting him to his feet. He could
tand easily, and seemed unhurt, though
pparently unconscious of the change of
osturee for his eyes were still set on
elia. -
" Ye are married. ? he asked.
In an agony of relief Delia flung herself
pon. her father's breast clinging to him.
"No, no," she cried. "Oh father, don't
ok at me with those eyes. I have come.
ack. Can't you hear me? Father, I have
ome back to you." She shook his should-
rs in her efforts to reach, his understanding.
Father, have I killed you? I tell you
ve come back. It is Delia, your only
liThilde'r'e was a strange. sound at which Ells-
orth set his lips, and the heart in him
ame to his throat. He turned away. De -
a, still clinging about her father's neck,
-oke into a womanly sobbing.. Beside the
nding sobs of a strong man's weeping, it
as as the cornplaining of the little branches
hen oak boughs break in the storm.
Ellsworth crept softly back to his horse.
s he climbed into his buggy there came to
m broken words that it made him flush to
erhear.
"My child, my little dove, here in my
ms God, God, leave me this one !"
Ellsworth urged his horse quietly away.
this sacred hour he knew he had no part.
s the distance grew between him. and those
left, his heart dropped from his throat to
as lead in his bosom, while its strings
gged at him to turn, if for -but one bac
ard look. He would not by so much in-
ude until at the entrance of the woods.
ere, before he plunged into the darkness
end, he faced about quickly, to see in the
oonlight the two figures entwined to-
ther.
Ellsworth drew the reins ;harply, waiting
some sign -why he hardly knew, for
lia's head was on her father's breast,
d his arms were clasped about her as for
rnity.
My little dove !" whispered the father,
er and over. "No hawk shall steal ye
m me again. Never never!"
Delia looked up, gazing about her.
Where is he ?" she cried "Oh, father,
!" Her eyes were on the point of the
d where Ellsworth had turned. "It was
who brought me home toyou," she cried.
all him back to us, father, quickly 1"
'he old man looked beevn the road also, •
dropped his eyes to his own clenched
dd, The locked fingers had not unclosed
ce he left the tent.
I cannot !" he said hoarsely. "1 can-
" Everyt nng is wrong to -day !" she cried,
moving forward. "Everything is wrong -
what is it ?"
Her brow was knit with perplexity, her .
eyes set on Ellsworth's perturbed fume.
• "Take care," he cried stretching out his
hands. The warning came as her heedless
foot struck on a knotted root. airdened
as she was,the jar flung her heavily forward, T
and Ellsworth caught her in his arms. h
There was no one left to cry a further t
warning. The spring gurgled and laughed 1
aloud. The wind whispered, the leaves c
danced, and the very roots were in collusion. u
In the silence all seemed waiting for the
next word.
Delia lifted her head, looking up wonder-
ingly into the face bent above hers.
" Daphne, Daphne, don't you know now
what it is ?"
Her face altered suddenly as the surface,
of the quiet spring when struck by a shift-
ing wind. With a quick cry she broke from
his clasp, and Ellsworth found himself alone
at the spring with only a whimpering little
baby left in his arms.
"Daphne !" The speaker raised his
voice cautiously, as with a careful finger he
scratched on the side of of the canvas tent
by which he stood. There was no response.
He withdrew a little from the shadow cast
by the white wall into the brilliant moon-
light to study some lines traced on the back
of an old envelope.
" She marked her tent with a cross,' he
murmured. "This must be the one."
He lifted his head and glanced about
him. The moonlight beat down cleady on a
circle of tents pitched about a central can-
vas covered court. The encampment, lifted
up as it was in the white light on the brow
Of a grassy hill, fringed at its foot with a
-belt of ,dark trees, seemed to Ellsworth as
the ghost of his ancestral home, whose
blackened ruins lay further down the
slope.
He turned again to the tent, and. this
time, at his soft colt, the little shafts of • yd. -
low light pricking their way ont through
the chinks in the canvas suddenly disap-
peared. The next montent a flap at the
back of the tent lifted, and Delia's face ap-
peared in the Opening.
" Is it you ?" she whispered. " How
could you know d needed you?" There were
traces of tears on her flushed cheeks, and
her eyelashes were wet.
• Ellsworth drew nearer to her. -
Why have you troubled so ?" he whis-
pered. "Did you think I should drown
the baby in the spring? I won't deny I
felt like it. How could you serve me so,
Daphne ?" .
Delia drew a broken breath that.ended in
a hysterical laugh. Ellsworth went on
without waiting frit* her reply:
"It was an awful experience. I never
carried a baby before in my life. I had to
creep along- the side of the road like a
thief. I remembered all you said about the
-branches putting his eyes out, and I kept
him quiet' somehow. I watched for my
chance from behind a tree near the Store,
and slipped the baby in when the old shop-
keeper went out for a minute. He has
found his grandson on a bale of calico by
this time, I suppose. It was ;oo bad of
you, Daphne !' He paused aga ire looking
into Delia's face.
"Don't worry any more, Dam- e ; it's all
right. No one will ever know. '
"How did you. come here ?" asked,
abruptly.
"1 drove over with my buggy, and tied
my horse down there in the road. I had to
wait until it was dark to venture here, or I
'should have told you the baby was safe at
once, and not let you trouble so long."
Delia gave another hysterical laugh,
checking it with her finger on her lip and a
glance over her shoulder into the tent.
"I'm so sorry I gave you such trouble,"
she said. "1 never remembered that ab-
surd baby until this moment, -when you
spoke of him. I suppose I'm glad it's safe,
but it's not the baby that has troubled me."
She raised the- flap furt' er, and stepped
out into the eliadow of the tent. As she
released the canvas, Ellsworth eaught her
failing band, holding it in his.
" *hat is troubling you, dear?" he ask-
ed. "Not that you know I love you ?".
Delia's eyes fell.
" You have never told me that." •
" 1 never meant to, but I did: Daphne,
you can . see that I must sptak to your
fathef now."
She clung to his arrir quivering.
"No, no ! I have spoken to him. He is
angry and terrible and wicked."
"You have spoken to him 1"
" When I got home and thought it over,
I saw you felt I should have told my father
of meeting you, and so I told him."
Ellsworth's grasp on her hand tightened.
He had never seen Mr. McEwan closely but
once ; that was at the auction Where they
had exchanged angry words. He now _ re-
called the old' Scotchman's passionate, me
flamed. face, his vehement gestures.
." What did your father say ?" :le asked.
" Den' t tremble so, Daphne. Are you
afraid ?"
Delia looked up with an expre•sion that
startled him. It was not wholly unlik-e her
father's. Her gray eyes were full of Scotch
fire.
" Pm trembling with anger. Do you
know what my father has done ? He has
turned me out of his house. That7s why I
needed you. I want you to take me away
to -night."
Pitcher's Castoria.
the horns of Moses.
Ellsworth thought involuntarily of the
white leader of his herd in the pasture back
of the spring, as the old man moved for-
ward, his head shaking on his short neck,
his voice muttering hoarsely.
" Miserable child came from between his
teeotnhc.e,
in his pasture, Ellsworth, armed
with a pitchfork, had stepped between a
trembling herdsman and the white bull's
fury. It almost seemed to him that this
scene was being repeated when he pnt Delia
from him and advanced to the -centre of the
tent, meeting the old man half -way -only
this time he had. no weapon but his
tongue.
"Mr. McEwan," he said, sharply, "you
have come just a moment too soona In an-
other hour your miserable child would have
been my wife -happy, if I can. make her
so." •
4 startled cry drew his eyes anxious-
ly back to Delia. She was standing with
her eyes dilated,ancl her white face was as if
terieer-stricken by what she heard. She
tried to speak, her lips moved without
sound. Both men hurried toward her in the
same instant. Ellsworth reached her side
first, and caught her swaying body in his
arms. Her face fell on his breast. As her
father drew nearer, lifting the candle to
scan her features, she roused to misinter-
pret the action, and shivered from his lifted
hand closer into Ellsworth's arms. The
brief anxiety which had softened the old
man's face vanished. A deeper red. suffused
his brow.
" Take her," he cried vehemently.
"Why should my coming interrupt ye?
With her mind 'poisoned, what boots the
body to me? Take her, I say and the
quicker so much the better. Here-" •
He set the candle down to thrust into the
open bag the articles Delia had laid
ready on her bed. When he faced round
again his manner was more quiet. He
looked at Eilswerth, who was bending over
Delia's bowed head, whispering in her ear.
"Aye," the old man said, nodding grim-
ly. "See that that ye keep those promises
-every one of them. I shall know if ye
fail to her, and I'd shoot you like a dog,
with no more mercy or warning than ye
showed me."
He held up his l; silencing hand as , Ells-
worth tried to 'speak.
"Where were you to be taking this ?" he
said, grasping the bag: "1 want but that
• one word from ye? Don't talk to me, man;
and keep behind me With the girl. There's
limits to all things."
"To the road," said Ellsworth, briefly.
The old man strode out from the flap of
the tent into the moonlight.
Ellsworth lifted Delia's head from his
breast and looked i:nto her face. "Come,
dear," he said, tenderly, "come quickly."
The tears rained from her eyes.
"1 never ineant this -never this."
"1 know, but now it is better so. It is
the only way. Trust me, and come."
When they reached the road, _bright as
day in the moonlight, the bag wag already
in the buggy, the horse untied, and the
wheel turned from the step, by which Mr.
McEwan stood like a statute, the reins
gathered in his hand. He neither spoke
nor seemed to look at his daughter or
Ellsworth, but his eyes lowered and his jaws
set rigidly as the latter lifted Delia from
the ground at his side. On the step, as if
voluntarily, she turned back with a choked
ord which ended in a sob, and Ellsworth,
his hand still on her waist, paused also.
The old man looked up. It seems as if the
whole group were held for a moment,poised.
The father spoke at last, quickly :
"Go your way, I tell ye -go !"
He flung the reins into Ellsworth's hands
as he spoke, and turned away. The horse
Plunged forward. The old man was left
alone in the middle of the dusty road, the
white moonlight shining down on his bare
white head.
Ellsworth, in a hasty glance back over
M shoulder, carried the look of a white,
steely, almost terrified face away with him
to where, a little further on, the trees
arched the back of the flying horse, shut-
ting Out the light.
"Lean against me, dear. Rest here in
my arm. Do you remember the day you
wanted to leap the stream below the spring?
You could not until I gave you my hand
from the other side. You said it was no
snpport to you, but you needed to touch
something human. You are taking a wider
leap now. Lean on me, dearest !"
c• But never meant this -never this."
" Don't say that again, Daphne. You
were willing to marry me at some time,
were you not ?"
Perhaps. Yes -oh yes-"
He drew her into his arms and reined in
his horse until the pa.ce slackened. Neither
of them spoke. From the woods on either
side came the dank wild odor of night
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that !"
He answered with reluctant honesty : "I
have been thinking before, I was overhasty
in judgment there. Some day I may tell
him so, but not yet."
'Now, father, now ! He is waiting.
Beckon to hien, or he will go !" She caught
the clenched hand in hers, and with her
soft fingers unlocked it.
"Father, dear, when you drew that line
on the floor it was like searing the mark on
my hears. One little moition or your hand
can rub it out forever/ Beckon on him.,
father !"
"What, beckon yonf hawk back to my
nest ?"
He took her face in his hands, gazing in-
to her eyes. "Bairn after all these years,
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do ye love him best? Would ye humble
your old father to him ?"
"1 love you both. Won't you so much
as lift your hand to make inc happy,
father?" Her face was pressed nearer to
him, her mother's eyes- looked up at him.
The old man suddenly lifted his face to the
heavens, His lips moved before he spoke.
aloud. Then it scarcely seemed that it was
to earthly ears.
"1 cannot go so far as to beckon, my
dear, but ye may take my old arm in your
hands and do wfth it what ye Will. Beckon
your hawk back to my nest, if ye desire."
Delia caught his hand in both hers
With her eager face set down the road
she made the stiff old arm raise and beckon.
"He is coming !" she cried, with a laugh
of happiness. Her father caught her to
him, "Oh, my dearie," he said, "ye must
not leave me, ye must not -or take your
old father's heart with you for the new
nest's lining. For it's very, very soft to ye,
softer than a child can know, maybe -or a
lover either."
• [THE END.]
Seein' Things
FROM MB CHICAGO RECORD.
I ain't afeard uv snakes, or toads, or bugs, or Irene's,
or mice,
An' things at girls are skeered uv I think are awful
nice!
I'm pretty brave, I guess ;, an' yet I hate to go to
bed.
For, when I'm tucked up warm an' snug an when my
prayers are said,
Mother tells ale "Happy dreams !" an' takes away
the light
Ah' leaves me Iyin' all alone an' seein' things at
night!
Sometimes they're in the corner, sometimes they're
by the doer,
Sometimes they're all a standin' in the middle uv the
floor;
Sometimes they are a sittin' down, sometimes they
are walking round
So softly an' so creepylike they never make a
sound!
Sometimes they are as black as ink, an' other times
they're white,
But the color ain't nn„difference when you see things
at night 1 -
Once, when I licked a feller 'at had just moved on.
our street,
An' father sent me up to bed withOut a bit to
eat,
I woke up in the darken' saw things standin' in a
row,
A lookin' at me cross-eyed an' plain' at me -so!
Oh, my 1 I wuz so skeered that time I never slep'
mite-
It's almost alluz when Ian bad that I see things at
night!
Lucky thing I ain't a girl or I'd be skeered to
death !
Bein' I'm a boy. I duck my head an' hold my
breath;
An' I am, oh! so sorry Pm a naughty boy an'
then
1. promise to be better, an' I say my prayers
again !
Gran'ma tells me that's the only way to make t
right,
When a feller has been wicked an' sees things at
night!
An' so, when other naughty boys would coax me into
sin,
I try to skwush the Tempter's voice 'at urges me
within ;
An' when they's pie for supper or cakes 'at's big an'
nice,
I want to -but I do not pass my plate for them
things twice!
No, rather let starvation wipe me slowly out o'
sight
Than I should keep a livin' on an' seein' things at
night!
-EUGENS FIELD.
Being Pleasant.
There is an inherent longing deep' in the
heart of each woinart plodding along this
earth of ours to be attractive. -
She thrives on admiration and grows
plump at the rate of five pounds a week
if a little love should be thrown in her
way.
But the great question of how to gain
this affection, this love and. admiration
which each man has It in his power to give
is sometimes of a very puzzling nature to
girls, estleeially those who have no personal
charms to attract.
In conversation the other day some charm-
ing girls were complaining of their hick of
talent and plain features.
It was suggested to them to make a study
of the art of being pleasant.
"Girls, you don't know what an effect
continued pleasantness has upon a man."
A woman who who makes the man whom
she loves believe she knows not the
meaning of worry, ancl who always has
for him a pleasant smile and a word of
welcome, will find that tender thoughts
of her are creeping down further into
his heart than those of beauty whom she
envies.
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The only way to be pletAant is to make a
study of the art; convert it into a science
and. study it as such.
A pleasant woman in the home is like a
gleam of Heaven's brightest sunshine. Her
very presence soothes, comforts, and cheers
the heart of man.
-"Little Johnnie -e" What does 'sustain
mean, pa !" Pa-" To sustain is to help."
Little Johnnie-" But the paper says a man
sustained an accident. Is'nt an accident
something you can't help?" Pa: "1 think
I hear your mother calling you, Johnnie.
Run along: I'm very busy now."
FOR INVALIDS
whose system needs toning up and whose
appetites are failing-, a quick and pleasant
remedy will be found in
CAMPBELL'S QUININE WINE.
Prepared only by Ie. Cam -MELT. & CO.
Beware orImitations. Mom -ANAL.
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JULY 27, 1894..
What
.INS. 4
You.. ,DIIESS..,
Want
We can supply and our present
prices are sure to suit you. Dress
Goods were never cheaper. We
will be pleased to show you our
stock.
FINE ALL WOOL DRESS COWS
42 inch selling at 25c.
44 inch Selling at .40e.
PATTERN DRESSES
At clearing prices. Every dress
bargain. , They are exclusive
designs and the richest
shown in the trade.
Don't pass our store ,without seeing
these goods.
McCOSH BROS,,
SEAFORTH.
Wellington,
GOING NORTH-.
"Mel. - 1.0
Brumeele..-
Bluevale..
Wingbam-
GOODS SOUTH-
Bluevale _
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Ethel • 444 Mt IF 1/k
Grey and Bruce.
Passenger. Mixed.
8.00?. M. 9.30 rex. 9.00P.X„
3.13 9.43 9,45
8.27 9.57 10.10
3.37 10.07 11.20 .
Paseenger- Mixed.
6.26 ax.11.20 a. UV 74..
6.87 11.35 8.15 -
13.64 11.59 9.00
7.08 12.14 9.30
-London, Huron and Bruce,
Goma NORTH- Paesengen • .
Londen, depart.- -
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Braoefield...
Clinton.... -
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Xippen..
Bengali- . . ....
Sider-
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9.29 -6.00
9.42 _6.15
9.47 9.20
9,55 6.28
10.12 855
10.29 - 7.14
10.88 7.23
10.52 7.87
11.10 8.00
Passenger
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6.50 3.47
7.03 4.01
7.10 4.0/1
7.45 4.28
8.05 4.46
6.113 4,58
8.22 4,58
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THE SUN
LIFE ASSURANCE
COMPANY
OF CANADA.
SUMMARY OF ANNUAL REPORT
FOR 1893.
New Life Applications received during
1893 $ 9,589,155.83 -
Increase over 1892 $ 972,898.73 -
Cash Income for year ending 31st Dec.,
1893 1,240,483.12
Increase over 1892 105,63.5.51
Assets at 81st December, 1893.. ... .. 4,001,776.90
Increase over 1892 . .598,076.02
Reserve for security of Policy -Holders -3,538,264.57
Increase over 1892 - .544,944.29 -
Surplus over all Liabilities.exeept Capital..851,095.65
II 46 45 and Capital •
Stock 288,590.65
Life Assurance in force let Jan., 1894-27,799,756:51
Increese over previous year .. .3,898,709.87
R. MACAULAY,
T. B. MACAULAY, President
Secretary and Actuary.
O . C. WILLSON, Agent, Seaforth.
A. S. MACGREGOR, District Manager, Londou,
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A LITTLE
Conveyancer Collector, Book-keeper and Amount..
ant, Real Eaate, Life and Fire Insurance Agent.
Money to -Loan, Correspondence, etc. Parties re -
guiding services in any of these branches will receive
prompt attention. Office In Whitney's Block, (up,
stairs) Main Street, Seaforth. 188241
JOHN WARD
Manufacturer of and Dealer in all
kinds of
HARNESS,
SADDLE S7
TRUNKS,
AND
VALISES..
HORSE COLLARS
Made to order in the best style, and
everything in stock that can be found
in a first-class harness shop.
Come in and examine stock and get,
prices before buying elsewhere.
JOHN WARD,
Strong's Red Brick Block, next to the
Town Building, eaforth.
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