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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Blyth Standard, 1902-12-04, Page 314,14 71,YAqz 0IPSY'S MARRIA0E Gladys colors uneasily' ; mho IN won- dering what her mother and Flora aro thinking of tete news. "MIN Dermot Is very pretty," sin says, "and nice, too, Jim, don't you think ?" " Talk of an angel, et cetera l Here site oome81" he whtnpers. "Yee, mite 11e q very lovely little thing." Gipsy, palming with her partner, a vapid youth, whose moustanhe is as large as hie keine are few, smiles at Gladys; and her face, with its dark beauty, framed by bluok Spaniel' lace, knotted at one side of her 'bloat with a bunch of yellow r0e3e, looks even more beautiful than usual. The vapid youth, seeking ideas by haw -hewing a good deal, and look - Ing for an Inspiration by gently caressing the point of his long nose, has been trying to flirt With this grave -eyed little madden. Gipsy has been answering him With meet, unconscious elmpll- olty ; end now, peeing Gladys, she tIuohos with pleasure and Joins' her. "I thought we were—haw—going tax the conoervatory," the youth re- marks to Grapey, with what ho tllnke is a killing glance of adoration. Gipsy looks at him gravely, then answers: "It 1. very cold In there, and I do not think there are any flowers to face," Quite right, Arles Dermot," Captain Lefroy laughs ---"there are no flowers; but I hope soon to mend all that"— with a fond glance down at Gladys; and Gipsy, becoming aware of having made a mistake, colors rosy rod, I ought not to have said that," KIDNEY TROUBLE A Disease That Often Ter- minates Fatally Mr. 1.. Leaner, of Sorel, Tells How He Overcame the Trouble Atter Repeated Failures. There Is no troubio more danger- ous to life than disease of the kid- neys, for the reason that before any special symptoms have made them- eslves maadfeet the disclaim hail as - fumed a formidable character. The symptoms that first manifest them- selves are usually weakness in the small of the back, pains In the re- glon of the 10108. The urine is some- time highly colored, while In other ca8e8 it is extremely pale, frequent- ly depositing a sediment. As the trouble progresses these symptoms grow more severe, and frequently terminate In dropsy, Bright's 'Ils- ease or diabetes. Dr. Williams' Pink Pelle are a specific for all kidney troubles, and have ourtd many cased after all other medicines have failed, Mr. L. Luster, a well-known nave- , gator, of Sorel, Que., giros Ids ex- perlenoe for the benefit of other aur-' fermi. He says: For several years' I suffered very much from kidney trouble. The 'symptoms usually made themselves manifest by severe pales ill the back and kidneys, and some- times they would be 8o bad that I would be confined to my bed for KW - oral days at a time. I tried a num- ber Of different medicines, recom- mended for the trouble, but got no relief, and finally became so discouraged that I thought a Dura was Impossible, and stop- ped taking medicine. Shortly af- ter thea I read in our local paper of a pace of kidney trouble cured by the use of Dr. Williams' Pink Pills, and this Induced ane to try this medicine. I soon felt that those pills were not like the other mmllcinoe I had been taking, for in the course of a few weeks I began to experience great relief. I continued taking the pills for a couple of months, by which time all symptoms of the trouble hal disappeared, and I1'avo not dance hail the slightest re- turn of ti.o disease. These pule also etrongthened me In other ways and I believe them to be the best of ail yn'elcincs.f' Dr. Williams' Pink Plies perish and noels*t tho blood and strengthen the nerves, It Is thus that they cure much troubles 118 dyspepsia, kfdaey ailments, rheumatism, pnrtlal par- alyeIs, heart trouble's, St. Vitus' dance and the ailments that snake the lives of so many women a source of 'Mis- ery. Do not take any Mlle without tiro full name, "Dr. Williams' Pink Pelle for Pale People,' ontim wrap- per around the box. Sold by all medicine dealers or sent post paid at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.30 by addremsing the Dr. Williams' Medi - eine Co., Brockville. Ont. whet 811;,'1, 10 tones or distress. Glaoys comes to her its ietance with her gentle anile, saying: "You e wand only an excuse not to go eo the conservatory, and I think you 1100 qu'to right --It 10 horribly add to there." "Some of them don't seem to mind tho cold," laughs Captain Lefroy; "and they don't seem to miss the flowers, either. Come—don't let us waste the music !" Ami Gladys is whisked away. The vapuf youth, wondering if his partner is affecting this air of !reap innocence, encircles Gipsy with itis arm, and they disappear in tiro crowd. Sir Maurirt 1c ills techo! to night Im- mure lie cannot meet Miss Blake in the same pleasant, friendly way In which he met lier yesterday, and every day before thin. The evening is well advanced before he comes to ask her fur a dance, and he Ie con- scious of a certain stiffness and awk- wardness In his manner when be does so, Miss Blake, calm and self-possessed, looks over her programme. "I think I have one," sere says, carelessly, "but 11 is very near the end ; and very likely we nlnll be gone before that. It is 11 nice bail, le it riot 1" ' Very !" lie returns, wondering all the time. If site flat hear.) of him en- gagement, Hie doubts aro soon set at rest. There is no smile On her face when elle vpeak's, artd her eyes gleam as they look 'straight into Ills. "I believe I have to congratulate you." "Thank you," he mutters, and says something about having intended to tell her himself. 'Taming the savage was dangeraus work, then'," she mays, laughing—a laugh that .avers Iter inward pain. "Does she eat with ber knife yet, Maurice ? Swiftly and sternly he answers tete Mendel, mocking voice: "You 'seem to forget that yet are speaking of my future wife." "1 only encroach," mate laughs again, "on the privilege of a long friend- ship, and say unpleasant truths" Then for a 'second site raise@ her (lead, and her eyes look full into hts, and she has bidden good -by to hint forever, Lady Dermot, with her sweetest society smile, has taken the bull by the home, and, with a manner sue - sesames the deepest confidence, has herself told Mrs. Blake of her solea engagement; and No frankly does elle Impart the intelligence that Mrs. Blake feels a sensation of astonish- ment rising even !above her deep mor- tification and disappointment, It 8eeme only yesterday that Lady Dermot was throwing out hints of a poesible alliance between the liousee of Dermot and Blake, and letting Mrs. Blake eel how pleased she would feel at such an alliance. And now she conies calmly with the announcement that Sir Maurice is going to be married, and tells Has though there had never been a thought of a certain little scheme which was to cul in Flora Blake's becoming Ladv Dermot: Mre. Blake, who, unluckily for her- self, dorm not poesems a countenance capable of hiding her feelings, crim- 80118 all over, and then turn% white. Tho blow has been a suddden One; but her first feeling is one of intense pity for her daughter, who, site well know., has never oared for any 000 except Sir. Maurice. II Lady Dermot smiles on placidly, murmuring something about "rouren- tin match," "dear, eteady Maurice in love at duet'!' et cetera. 'You must be terribly disappointed,' remarks' Mrs. Blake, bluntly. iLndy Dermot raises iter eyebrawe. " Disappointed 1" who repeats. "Oh, dear no! My boy will have a charm- ing wife, and he has pleased himself. WIat more ears be destred 7" Up comes Mrs. Bryan, looking even more malicl:nis than usual, and loins the two Mlles on the sofa. " Dear me, Mrs. Blake, you aren't looking well, my clear! Take niy advice, and don't enll any man your son-in-law till the ring Is on : and, I above all, don't let any one see your dleappoln tenon t." Mrs. Blake, toning with 111diml:111l, turns on the ill-natured old lady. "I do not understand you, firs. Bryne. Such remarks are very un- called for." " Oh, dear, not at nil, not at all ! Lady' Dermot, I am glad to see you aro making the best of your 800'8 engagement. The young lady Is charming, and the women are nil jealous, every one of them. It has created n great sensation." Mrs. Blake cannot stand any more, and, rising, moves away, " Poor woman, site le drondfull cut up," Mrd, Bryan chuckles; "and the fair Flora feels 1t toot My dour, look at Miss O'Hagan ! Is Nlto an aetverilstmint, worth so much? Are those real sovereigns, I wonder ? And Mr. O'Hagan, arrayed as a gerttle- man 1 Quite a fancy dress for him, I should ihlnk ! Alt, here come your (011 and }its fiance! They are making ep flee etorlee about the poor child." Lally Dermot enrage her white shoulders and miles: " Mtes Dernot's character is' more than a sufficient answer to the mnl- lcioue slanderer"; and then, as (leafy comes up, she smiles nt her gracious- ly. " Are }oft enjoying yourvelf, dear?"—and Mrs. Itrytties keen eyes detect the Ralf-rclucttutt look in tilpey's face as she, answers: Yes, Aunt Katherine," How her face changes as Sir Mau- rice speaks to her—rt look of ouch perfect trent an 1 happhn'se In the br1e1, nwcrt (mile! Verily no one but himself known how very beautiful she tree be! The great Hunt ball at Klerk kbbey roomed to rut end, all balls must. 5 ante Lave enjoyed It, and some ba vo lot ; the rmrriages roll away, the IJg•htf etre pet out, and the mad merriment of the night is over. 31r. Ker, remembering Gladys' weal, trete onett more to dissuade import!' Lefroy from riding on Otte morrow. "Yon art not fit to ride, .Tim," be urges, looking at his 11o8t'e flushed fart. replete Lefroy laughs loudly. "Not fit to ride. 1'11 bet you that I win the hunters Mace tomorrow." Mr. Ker shakes his head gravely. "1t le not much to give up for her, Jim." "I am going to ride, and win, too"; and John Kete 5e08 that it to of 110 use to try to!provent stn. "Will you go to bed now, Jim? You will want a steady hand and a good nerve to-morepw." "Nonsense1 Some of these fellows want a smoke. What a oroaker you are, John." And till dawn is turned to day Mr. Ker can hear the 8onn0N of hilarity, hurttte of laughter and song; and air tiro sunshine {Dries In at the win- dows he can hear the man who Is to be Gladys baebend coming un- steadily up the otairt. Ifo' team reit down his face when he; thhtks of haw hopeless her love is, end how uttctly powerlees he le to bringr her hn$pinoss. "And en, darling, you enjoyed the build ?" N Maurice asks, holding Gipsy's hand et a eminent, waiting till the )apt f Id of his mother's drese will have d1 ppeared up tiro etalr- oaeo. Toa," she mowers, looking up at him a little , iouely. "I got on all right, I title ; Didn't I, Maurice?" "My own :'' vitt' a fond smile—"yob were the (tell of the ball, Gipsy; no ono could lot eke you, my little gesey queen ! Good -night ' the whispers, shyly, with one bre .mile, and so rusts away up the eteircasi", "(iol blees you!" he sa.ye, aloud. and then turns away with another sort of bleeping on his lips at the nntselees nplwoaoh ill the butler to put out the lamps. 'Did yen openk to me, Sir 3lnurict?" —and Sir Maurice) takes up 1110 needle and goes to bed, thinking that eervante are a great nuisance, lie tening about when they aro not wanted. IILIPTER XV. The day W the ILmt Race breaks calla and gray, with no hind and little sun. A capital day, everyone stye; and by 12 o'clock the road I's the course resettle a fairly crowded appearance. Carriages and ears of every description, (rum Cap- tain Lefroy'. lour -In -hand that pursues its reekloes way to the im- tulnent danger of everyone else down to the modest haunting oar, and still more modest donkey -cart, filled with farmers' dnughtere, etre mak- ing their way,to tite course. Every- body- who wasiat the ball last night ham turned oil to honor the races to -day. Lad;' Dermot drives in an open carriage, with Mrs. Bray beside her and the Misses Bray opposite. Sly Maurice has lacked the rest of his mother's guess into another car- riage, and hat managed to secure Gipsy as ltls own companion ; ands perched up be lee him to a high, old- faehtoncei mai: phaeton, she seem8 to be enjoying h race very much. The lerrsee are frt Ill and restive, but ler Maurice keep a tight hold on the rein, and tete' go along gayly. "We shall always drive In this," Sir Maurine say's noticing how pleased she looks. 'it le much nicer being here with me }}pan stuffed away with all those people in the carriage, lent it, tiipsy 1" "Oh, yes!" `she answers, raising her Lace to bee "And you will win the race well's jou, Maurice 1" "If I can, he answer's, laughing. "But I fancy Lefroy will win. It will be a Fuad race. Hon—there are the Illdket 1 no shall Nee everyb,rty di- rectly." Mise Blake looks Up ae the mall phaeton and the grrty horw's trot by. leer cold Theo is immovable, but how she biter, that little figure sitting up by Mr 3faurlce—no longer the shy, awkward, childish-looklug thing in the whorl frock, lout cu meet wtnaome little being, wrapptxi up In furs, and with the halide that had once worn cotton gloves now lying on her lap decried in neat dogsklne1 Sir Maurice take% off his hat ; Gipsy smiles. Mies Blake bow a eold- ly; Mee. Make look's the other way and Glad's alone returns Gipsy's mine. flora Blake finds hereelf wliddng that 801110 Ill rang befall Sir Muurieo Dermot before the day closes. "It's nn awful 0011rse; there etre sure to be plenty of falls," she re. nutrks. Anil Gladys enswere, quickly: "Oh, I hope not." 1he umlabin Flora laughs, "Jin Lefroy LN Kure to menet to grief. Ile was fur iromt sober last night." And Gladys, with a sinking heart, looks away at the farretchitg fields lying ao still beneath the grey sky, and wishes the ruses were over. 1311e docs not enjoy them, but ie getting horribly nee• voile net the time approaches for the Hunters' Race, and more than once her eyes wander sadly toward Cap• Lain 'Lefroy'N drag, on the top of which a constant luncheon somas to be going on, to judge by the pop• ping of champagne corks and the appearance of sundry hampers, Mr. Ker, almost as anxious as she Is, comes over and stands beside her. "Sir Maurice wants you to come and join Mime Dermot in the mail phae• tem, It le very high, and you can eel a great deal of the course. Will you comer "Yee," Gladys says, and goes with him. "Is Jim all right?" She asks, wietfully. "I saw him only for a mo- ment; "1 think ho right enough," Jelin Iter answers, evasively; "and, you Pee, 1 don't think his horse is likely to fall at anything It will have to meet ; so you must not be frightened about • him." But Gladys cannot banish her fears, and she watches with a fearful fas- cination Captain Lefroy's horst be- ing led up and down. "That is Jim's horse, Wild Irish- mtun.' Mr. Ker tells her. "And that Is Maurice's!" cries Gip- sy, }ookutg at Sir Mnurlce's big bay taunter. Maurice thinks Captain Le - trey will win." Gladys does not care a bit who wins; she wishes him only to get palely over the course. Burets of noley laughter proceed from the people on the top of the drag. Gladys tune polo as Captain Lefroy comes up to w11000 site Is. WI 111 Ind eyes, ehe looks at Linn ue ht 1118 Me ehe will never so behold him regain_ in the strength and glory of hitt manhood, standing beside her, hie face upturned to here, "We are going to start directly. Have you backed me, Gludye 7" he oaks. And the girl tures yet whiter 118 she gives one doepairing look luno lots eyes. "Oh, Jim, don't rider whispers Gladys, In au agony, bending her head down close to the reekleee, larelsome lace, as he stands on the Keep of the carriage beside her. "For my sake!" slle whiepers y et lower; bat he only laughs. "Don't be silly, dear!" And then something in her face steadies him for a second." And if I broke 517' nark, It would be a good job." "Oh, Jim, Jim!" And, with her voice in lila caro, be moves away with a emdlo and a light-hearted good-bye. Why does he turn back? He hardly knows himself ; yet all her life she will remember hie words and feel the pres- sure of that strong handclasp. "Don't fret, darling. It will he all right." Ho 18 gone, rind Algy Illake, who came In second 111 the precious race, and etlll wears the bird.-eye-aod- cherry cap, Captain Lefroy's colors, hurries up to Gladys. "I say—can't you stop Jim ? He Is not fit to ride; he has been drink- ing branders-and-No(1am all the morn- ing, Gladys, can't you try '1 He will never bo able to keep its tent to- day," I have tried," she answers, turn- ing away her white, weary face, and looking through tin crotvd toward where be etesnde, tail and straight, Tho' Ike 811 high Maisel' pito tlte sad- dle. She sees Sir Maurice "'Ming peat, std, mulling at Glpey, 11 110103 face ie aglow with excitement. Then there's a shout—"They're off !"—n clatter and thunder of hoofs, a !Iamb of colored jackets. and they have gone by. Gladys sees no one—only Jim ; and slat sees he Is first and foremost to the wild rush, going like the wind. Tho first obettucle is a atone wall; elle nine horses clear it In safety and stream away over the fields, and to a minute are out of eight. (To be C011tbn11v1.) AMONG'` THE POETS. fere s Throbbing' loom. brace 1'e,•k Lam Olernt.) Weaving, weaving, weaving, Time Is the warp, I'ulsng and throbbing, life's loom ISotes Spinning, spinning, spinnhtg, Moon's cleats the woof, Quickly and busily the abutter. he throws. The little child takes up the task As eoolt tie oonecfousnest begins, the tiny handsuncertain act As merrily he hediees epine. wl The youth, with pride and confidence, Loud vaunts the deeds he will achieve. The future big with great events In Mating light 1de nano will Weave. Hard pressed, besot, the man tolls on, Spend by tiro days, the months, the yodrm Aghast and desperate leo stands, t So small lila greatest work ap. pears. AMA palsied hand old ago hu oomo. Slow goes the loom. Fate outs the thread ; Wide yawne the grave; the web le spun, A ettrotd Is woven for the dead. 'Tie thus through life; mac spins and weaves Until of time and demist complete This mystic robe, hle very ea, Becomee for him hid winding -sheet. Weaving, weaving, weaving, , Timo la the warp, Pulsing and throbbing, lifo's loom goes; Spinning, spinning, spinning, Mao's deeht the woof, Ever and ever the shuttle he throws. %%hen the 1'rest 1e en the l'unklus When. the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the /hock, And you hoar the kyouck and gob- ble of tiro heruttin' turkey -cock, And the elackin' of tho guineye, and the cluckin' of the hens, And the rooeter'a hallolooyer as he tiptoes of the fence, Oh, It's 'hen's the time a feller to a feelin' at hie best, With the Hein' sun 10 greet Mtn from a night of gracious reytt, As he leaves the house bareheaded and goes out to feat the stock, When the frost is on the punkin and the fokler's is the shock, There's eomefin kind o' hearty -like about the atmosphere, When the heat of summer's over and the coolie' fall is hero, Of courts wo Was tho flowers, and bloasome on the trees, And the mumble of tiro hummin'- birde and tho burin' of the been; But thic appctisin', end the landtcapo through the haze Of a crimp and sunny morning of the early autumn days Iv a picture that no painter Inas the colourin' to mock, When the frost is on the punkin and rho fodder's la the shock, TJte husky, rusty rustle of tiro tas- eele of tho corn, And the reepin' of the tangle] leaves as golden an the morn; Tho stubble In the furrlee—kind o'' Immure like, but stili A preachtn' sermons to us of the barns they growed to fill; Tito 'straw stack In the modder, and the reaper In the shed, The 'losses In their stalls below, the clover overhead— Oh, It seta my heart a Mickel' like the tloktn' of a clock, When the frost Is on the punkin and the fodder's in tho ahoek, —Ja.mes Whitcomb Riley. • Lady (engaging a maid)—Was your daft mi(treeN sntio(ied 11;111 yon? 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