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BY CHARLES GARVICE
!tVerdict
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AuthortAuthorof The. VercfilMt'of the, I ear.t, A I-er•tae
of 1-iaie "' "Nevi, of Shorne, Mills," "Paid
For" it A Modern Juliet," Etc,
!that smells so?°, t of him, I e's the" only relative I
Julian 4hore lifted a steel pet or
know, anti
m
'li be the next earl,
• kettle fr rnslowly-burningthe fire. L shall never
marry.: I'll make a.
""Oh, only an experiment," he said,
Be ledthe way back to the Rifting -
!teem. ""A you fond of music?" he
t°
asked Ina casual way, "I'm no per-
former, but I'm a splendid listener.
You play, or sing? Let's hear you!"
Julian pus' ed a cigar cabinet to
.Vann, then, 'with a gesture of apology
and self depreciation, • weent to the
piano anti struck a prelude of chords
is tt .
altlsng
Vane -listened with rapt attention
and admiration.
"tty clear fellow, you're' elmost.
good enough for grand. opera!" .he
said, "You've got a devil of a
voice!"
sang
well, el , neve
"My moaner t 1, 1 h ,
said Julian, modestly,
Vane, who was as' *sensitive to
Music as a' cobra: heaved a sigh; for
the soft, dulcet strain had brought
back the island to Ilam. "I must be
going, My friends, the Letchfords—•t
I'm staying . with them -will wonder
a of e
become
devil has bm. °
'what the e.s, 1
Well, it's fixed; you and I go down
to Lesborough to -morrow. What'►
;thetrA, fn do you .know?
Julian knew, lead he not looked i t
air in 13radshaw when he thought he
,should be the next earl? '
"Pen -fifty," he said, "from Water.
leo."
'Vane held out his hand anti `grip -
,pod the soft, white one warmly.
"Bight, We'll go down, together."
Julian accompanied • him to the
,door and stood there watching the
:stalwart figure as it strode away.
Then he mountedto the sitting -room.
Tho old woman was clearing the
luncheon things, and she stopped and
:looked at her master questioliingly.
But he mentioned to her to go, and
esinl }og pito a chair leaned his hand-
esonte head on his hand.
1 , Presently his thin, crimson lips
unoved, and he murmured:
"Only him between me and an
earldom, between me and wealth—
wealth! And he is not married. A
Young man like myself. Only him!
..If anything were to happened to.
thins— But it won't. He'll live to be
rninety. It's just like my luck, to be
•within an ace of a peerage. and miss
it. I feel like cursing him for all his
;good-natured offer of friendship. But
cursing wouldn't kill hila. If it
'•'would-"
There came a hissing soung from
ethe laboratory, as if something were
boiling over, and he sprang to. his
-feet and ran eagerly into the next
room, as if he had forgotten Vane
,and the lost earldom.
friend of hiiu:' treat hien as the heir,"
• The reflection sent hint .off on the
old track, and as ho strode along he
thought of Nina. 'I`holtgll he was
convinced that she bad been lost, he
had; for swots after his arrival in
1 onion, sought amongst the ship-
ping ctnnpenies for tidings of a cast -
atter, but, a niiring to miss the
owners of the Island Queen, nn ciid
g:
el
hot hear of the picl.iag up of the t,.t•1
tied to a portion of a raft. Yes, she
we's (lead, _anti he had been spared
that he aright spend the ' 'lnainder of
his life In futile remorse. and regret.
(tette heedless of the direction in
which he was going, he sauntered on,
and presently, awaking from his re -
i Piccadilly,
elf rc
n hams in Y
yc1•ie, he fou d ,
ht the entrance to Hyde Park. He
turned in 'absently and strolled to-
wards the Row. .It was the fashion-
able hour of the day and the place
was crowded, -and Vane lit another of
Julian's cigars and, leaning on the
rail, surveyed the riders as they
passed
him. The walk
was throngedroege
d
with promenaders; and little groups
of friends and acquaintances were
chatting
and laughing ng together, ma
t-
ung a pleasant little hum and buzz
which, pleasant as it was, made
Vane feel very lonely.
Some of the voices were so distinct
that they reached his ear. He list-
ened mechanically and heard a man
who was talking with some ladies
say: '
"Yee, she's just gone past. Looke
wonderfully well and fit, doesn't
she?"
"It's the first time she has put in
an appearance since his death, isn't.
it? What a terrible biose and—dis-
appointment 'it must have been to
her! Think of missing being a mar-
chioness! And' so narrowly! Most
girls would have been utterly crush
ed,"
•"But .not she," drawled the man.
"She's a good plucked one. Yes,
she's missed the marquis, but I
shouldn't wonder if she goes for a
duke next time. 'There she is again."
• "Yes, there she is," said the lady,
"I suppose, that black habit is for
mourning?"
Vane was turning away when his
eye fell on a lady who was riding
slowly towards frim. It would have
been diffictult for him not to have
noticed her, for she was an extremely
beautiful woman, and she was riding
a superb horse which she sat with a
perfect ease that the restless move-
ments of the high-spirited animal did
not in the' least appear to disturb.
By her side were riding two or three
men; and as she pulled up close to
the railing just above Where Vane
was standing,other men pressed up
to the spot, snatching oil their hats
and evidently eager to attract leer
attention and exchange_ a word or
two with her, while every one who
rode or walked past .her, whether
they knew her or not, regarded her
intently and with evident interest.
After all, and with a due' regard
to the claims of other nationalities,
is there anything in the wide world
more moving and heart stirring than
a beautiful young English girl? And
this was ono of the loveliest of the
type. ,She sat erect op her thorough=
bred, with het face full in the sun-
light that lit up the exquisite color
She bent her *head and her lips
moved, but at first with no sound,
then she said in a low, still voles:
"Vane!"
"Now do you do, Lady Marling -
ford?" he said in just the ordinary
tone of polite greeting, •
I3<er white tenth closed on her lip
for moment, thenen she bent her
head.
The "Lady Marlingford" was
like. a blow to her from the roan
who had been wont to breathe
"'Judith" as if it were a psalm of
We, a sonnet of love.
'1--X did not know you were—
back," sho said. "And why do you
call me Lady Marlingtord?" she add-
ed, her blows drawn as it with pain.
Ile ought to have been startled.bY
the question, but it :would have tak-
en very little less than an earthquake
to startle poor Vane at this period
of his existence.,
"'How clo I err?" he asked, not
bitterly, but with a placidity which
cut her more deeply than any bitter-
ness would have done. "You were
just on the point of marrying Lord
Marlingford when I left England—if
you romeirtber."
She raised her head and looked at
him. The group to which he had
been absently listening was quite
close and within hearing, and she
made a slight gesture with her
hand.
' "Will you comp a little farther up
the" ride?" she said in a very low
voice.
Vane hesitated for an instant. He
had loved this girl with; a love
had ho
which thought heternal,had
a d o4gt
'well nigh lost his reason when she
had betrayed and deserted hien, but
now he had not the least desire to
talk with her, HIs love for Nina—
how in its purity and truth it sham-
ed his old passion for Judith Orme!
—had wiped out all thought 'of and
desire for any
other w man
,eve forr
thi,s exquisitely beautiful one. But
he could scarcely refuse her request
and with aod he moved beside
n 0 0
her to avcan space. She vacant sl a e. took her
Mese close to the rail and bent
down, so that she could , whisper to
him; he was still sensible of the
grace of her movements, , but only
sensible of it as ono is conscious of
the grace of a particularly beautiful
statue or a singularly charming pic-
ture.'
"I}on't you, know? Have you not
heard?" she said with the faintest
tremor In her voice, the voice which
used to thrill hien,
"Heard what?" he said, almost
bluntly:
She regarded hint with a . chasten-
ed air.
"Poor Lord Marlingford died just.
—just before our—our wedding day,"
oho said brokenly.
Vane's eyelids did not even flicker,
and he looked at her steadily.
"Poor beggar!' ho said. "I'ne
sorry. "I'm sorry for him." • And
he was genuinely sorry, for he re-
membered what the 'loss of her had
been to himself. "I hadn't heard—"
She drew a long breath. "No?
When did you conte back to Eng-
land? We heard that you were lost.
And 1—I was—sorry. I felt—when
did you come back'?"
"Some time since," he replied.
"And so Lord Marlingford died!
Accept ley most sincere condolences,
Miss Orme.
The sapphire eyes rested on hiss
with sweet reproach.
"Miss Orme! •Ah, Vane, you can-
not forgive! You did not under-
stand. You do not understand, even
now—"
Vane's lips began to 'curl. •
"I beg your pardon," he said with
polite interest, nothing more.
She sighed again as• she curbed the
impatience and, restlessness of the
Arab.
u—this
"'I want to tell yo but is no
place. But I must congratulate you,
Vane. e •
"On my succession to the title?" he
said. "Thanks!"
Iler eyes swept over his seedy serge
suit, and, as if in response, he said:
"I only heard it last night, I came
CHAPTER XIL
,.sr ..M -
,ii •r'I:idIIC•f
Vane, as he, walked away from
:Julian's house, was in a peculiar
state of mind. He felt drawn to -
shards his cousin; blood is thicker
than water; and Vane had been
touched by the way- in which Julian
had accepted his disappointment and
had proffered his friendship to the
man who had crushed his hOpes of a
peerage. But there was something
bout Julian -his weird place of
abode, his taste for chemistry, and
indifference to the awful odor arising
, from his experiments—which jarred
upon Vane, something in the expres-
sion of his dark eyes, the sudden
'drooping of the lids, which militated
against the favorable impression .
created by the handsome face and
graceful form. •
Vane shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm a fanciful beast; and my ner-
'ves are rags," he sakt to himself.
-"Anyway. I've got to slake the beat
Diarrhoea
Dysentery
r:
-.
S
rn
yner.
Coinpiaint
and all
Bowel' Troubles
,Are Curable by the Use of
ISR. FOWLER
Extract c
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Wild '
1
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aw
berr
.... ....:.
THIS STERLING REMEDY RAS BEER
ON THE MARE= POR OVER 6S
YEARS AND HAS YET TO PAIL
TO DO WHAT WE CLAIM FOR IT,
If an unscrupulous druggist ar dealer
"sayer
"This is just as good or better," lust
'may . " Give me 'Dr. row'er's,' I know
what I want when I ask for it, tend nitre
me what I ask for."
The prise is 35 cents per bottle.
l
urn Co.,14fit b
fn The Tx
'that the none,
lLlnflted, Toronto, Ont., appears on the
table as we are the manufactuir•iel rtld
Sole proprietor's of this remedy,
she nurnttirtd. "When? 'ro-rnorrow?".
"Not to -morrow," he said, me-
chanically. "I am,,engaged. I am go"
hag to Leshorough. When I come
hack,."
She drooped over her saddle and
held out her long, thin hand, so per
feetly gloved that the kid seemed an -
outer skin, Vane took it --how often
had his lips kissed the white hand
that. glove covered!-.-pl'ossed it with
Ow -proper amount of ,pressure,
"When you colic heel.—directly yen
Conte back,". she said, and turned ho_r
horse,
Judith Orme rode toward queen
Anne's (late, with her beautiful eyes
fixed on her horse's ear's, and, though
she bowed and sullied in response to
the many greetings .she received, she
was scarcely conscious of then!.
Shu pulled up at One of the small
houses in .St, Margaret's Place, whielt
are as fashionable as they are small
and inconvenient, and. having alight-
ed with the aid of her discreet and
well -mounted groom, entered the
house and went up to the drawing -
vomit. '
The ten -table was set by the win-
dow overlooking the park, ler
after tinging tht• bell for the
urn, sank into an easy+chair and let
her beautiful face fall into the warm,
o h
white hands from .Which vlis she hod
stripped her gloves, with a restless,
feverish haste.
As the uloid was placipg the urn on
the table a step, light but unsteady,
fres heard on the stairs, iota present -
4v there entered a seemingly middle-
aged,
iddleaged, if not quite ;young, 'man. He
i ,• t built, with
was sural! and slightly bu4 i
features almost as cle lieateiy mould-
ed as a woman's. Ills hair--it'was a
r Bally admirable wig, a perfect work
of art—sett, with a line incitation of
nature, on a req! 'painted anti enam-
elled so artfully that it might have
belonged to a young titan of five -and -
twenty, The • figure, ,slight .and
de
-
bonait, ras clothed with asalt sartorial
skill and cueniflq to which i3arille
!low alone could aspire; and it was
t bleared and
•(s a lett! bl a a 1
only the eyes, a
prominent, which aroused the sus-
picion of the keen obscrl:er—a very
ken observer—and tet out the secret
of Sir Chandos Ornut's age.
Judith's hands fell from her eyes.
as her father entered the room, with
his jaunty, would-be juvenile air, and
the, expression of her lovely fact;
grew hard and matter-of-fact.
"You're home early, father," she
saki, curtly.
"Yes; yes, I am," he said. Ile had
lunched at his club, lunched unwisely
and too well, and the natural flush
on his • face strove, with praise-
worthy but futile energy, to - pierce
the coat of enamel and paint. "But
I came home because I have some
news for you. Vane Mannering is here
—here in London!"
Ile Sank into a chair and smiled at
her with a significance which was
somewhat drowned by the effects of
the bottle and n half of champagne
he had taken with his lunch.
"He's back," he continued. "01.3
1eanworthy saw him—trust old Fan -
worthy for spotting a mart!—and, as
you know, MammeriLIg is now • the Earl
of Lesborough."
"I know," said Judith, quietly.
"And but for you I should he engag-
ed to Vane Mannernng, should be his
wife."
"No, no, my dear Judith!" broke
in Sir Chandos, "It was your own
doing."
• "ltty own doing!" said Judith, bit-
terly. "It was you, you, who stepperi
in between us, who persuaded rare to
throw Vane over and accept. Lord
Marlingford. You know it, father."
Sir Chandos waved his white hands
—they were still famous, thoueh they
had boon waving for considerably
more than half a -century.
"My dear Judith, do rue justice !
Vane. Mannering was, at that time,
ever so far removed from the peer-
age."
"And so yOU• sacrificed me," she
said, bitterly. "Persuaded, compelled
roe to throw him over and accept
Lord Marlingford—"
"Who most—most inconsiderately
died," put in Sir Chandos. "But
when you say I compelled, I suggest,
of her thick hair of bronze and gold,
which the gentle breeze had blown in
soft tinge over her forehead. Her
eyes shone lie sapphires in the clear
ivory of her face, and her lips, as
perfectly formed as those of a Gre-
cian statue, were curved with a pen-
sive smile. When she was alone the
sapphire eyes were apt to grow cold
and a trifle hard—one hesitates to
'write "calculating"—and the lips,
P
s
,
without their smile, narrowed and
;lost their exquisite curve—but in pub-
lic both the well-trained eyes and
lips were on duty, so to speak, and
took upon them any and every ex-
pression which their owner willed.
As Vane looked at her his heart
gave one bound, then seemed tcy fall
into an almost unnatural calm, a
calm which made him marvel at hint -
self; for not so long - since the sight
of this face, the sound of this girl's
voice had never • failed to send the
blood racing through his veins.
Quite unreflectingly he remained
Where he was, ]eanitik on the rail
watching her with moody cycle which
expressed the dead aim and indif-
ference which had fallen on him; and
when, after a moment or two, she
nedded her adieux to the group --the
members of which had all the atti-
tude and manners of Courtiers. -and,
touching her horse moved towa0de
him, he still leaned over the rails
and waited for her. She was almost
abreast of him before she saw . ltim,
for Biro wee; bowing, with the pensive
Emile, to some friends on the other
Side of the ride, but it would have
been well high impossible for any
one to "have passed his stalwart fig-
ure and handsome faee, with their in-
definable air of distinction, without
noticing him, and presently her
glance felt on him.
The sapphire eyes - contracted and
closed for a moment, the ivory of
her face went a dead white, the smile
fled from her lips and her hand in -
Voluntarily closed so tightly on the
rein that the horse stopped and toss-
ed his head impatiently.
She was so close to Vane that he
could see the quiver of the lips, the
Sicker. of the lids which had drop-
ped over the brilliant ryes. Ile stood
upright and, regarding her with tho
calmness which still vaguely surpris-
ed Ytir .e %Urf"a"r Wm L-
r.'You. haven, i seen hint since So
came back. He is much changed. Ilse
—he was quite cool, cold to -day. Not
angry—worse, indifferent."
Sir Chandos laughed softly, the
kind .of chuckle which Is bora of a
knowledge of the world and an inca-
pacity for shame. -
"I have every confidence in you,
my dear Judith," he said. "livery
confidence. I—I think I will just drop
in at the club on the chance of a
rubber. Every confidence!"
CHAPTER; XIII.
When he left the I'ark Vane—rre-
nielnhering the state of his attire—
went to Shadbolt's, the Lesboroughs'
tailor, in a quiet street off Bowl
estreet.
The shorthy tradesman received hint
with outspoken joy, but was shocked
by the sight, of the seedy serge suit,
and still more shocked when he learnt.
that it was Vane's best. For - the
first time iu his life Mr. Shadbolt
procured a ready-made suit—which
Vine indifferently donned there and
then—and measured his noble client
for a variety of others: shooting
suits, frock suits, dress suits, riding
coats, and so on.
It was a triflingincident, but it.
Vane. Mr. Shad -
effect on a e.
had its
bolt's obsequiousness and the pre-
sence of the roll •of notes in Vane's
pocket were indicative of the change
that had conte over his fortunes. It
was nearly dinner time when he re-
turns(! to the Letchfords'; and they
received him with open arms and al
i relief.
obvious at of . rc
"Thought ;you'd disappeared attain,
dice indeed, old limn!" said Letch-
ford, while Lady Letchford smiled in
iynlpathy with her husband.
"And you saw Tressider?"
"'Yes; and I ant going down to
Lesborough to -morrow," said Vane,
"I am going down with a cousin of
mine—.1 `�
ulian Shore." „
Latchford shook his head. "Never
heard of him."
"Nor I till this morning," said
i g
Vane. "Seems a very decent fallow;
very good-looking chap. Ile, would
have been the heir, if I hadn't un -
lucidly for him, turned up, I've taken
rather a fancy to hint—though lora
rather peculiar."
"As how?" asked Letehford.
Vane shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh—I don't know. Coes in for
chemistry and—and looks half a
Spaniard; mother belongs that way."
"I'm so glad you are going to the
Court. Lord Lesborough, ' said Lady
Letchford. "You will feel se—so sure,
you will realize the change; and there
will be so much to.,do to occupy your
mind."
"Yes, old fellow, you'll have to
wake up and fill the hill,you know,"
cut in Letchford, cheerfully.
Vane suppressed a sigh.
"Yes, I suppose so," he said, rath-
er wearily, "Will your lend me a
dress -suit, Letehford? I'd like to sit
down to dinner with Lady, Letchford
looking rather more like an ordinary
human being than I did last night."
The husband and wife exchanged
glances—they were stillanxious ones
—behind Vane's back, What was the
nature of the cloud that rested upon
the spirit of the new earl.
'Phe next tnoraing Vance called in a
hansom for his cousin, and Julian
himself came down to the door as if
ho had been waiting. - Tho, deaf and
dumb woman stood at the door and
booked at Vane fixedly. Julian wore
a dark tweed suit and looked ex-
tremely well, almost too graceful, in
n1..
"Ready?" asked Vane without
alighting. "Come on, then."
']'hey got into a smoking -carriage
of the express and chatted. bt a friend-
ly way or read their Papers. A svell-
af,pointed carriage Was waiting for
there at Lesborough Station, and a
footman came forward and, touching
hili hut, odch'essed .Tinian•
"Thu cat•ringe is outside, my 10111.
Air. Holland sent it on the chance of
yon( coming by this train.•'
.1ulf011 Colored slightly. '•'Phis is
Lord 1 vshorouvh,., he said, indiCat-
int!• \80t'.
' 4.11, alright; thanks," said Vane.
back from—I Was la London, hard
up, and, well, I suppose looking for .
something to do, when I heard the
news. Sir Charles Latchford happened
to spot me—' t•
She. tossed her beautiful- head
slightly.
`The Letchfords? Yes. They used to
be friends of mine, but Blanche has
Cut me lately, since—she did not un-
derstand, as you do not understand,
that I was the
victim of
circum-
stances. You know what my father is
—what hey life has been-'-"
Vane regarded her calmly. There
was a net° of appeal in her musical
voice which would have reached his
!!cart and elicited a quick .response
some months ago; but it did not
move hien now.
"I—I can't tell you all now," she
said. "Will you not come to see
me?"
Vane hesitated a nlotnOttt. If the
woman who hesitates is lost, how
much more so, is the man!
,"Thanks, I ellen be very pleased,"
l,o said.
Ilcr lips parted with a smile,' a
smile that was almost one of humble
gratitude.
'Yost will? Ah, that is good of
youl. And I want to hear all that has
happened to you. You will tell me,
won't you?"
Vane, thinking that he certainly
would not, replied, as in duty bound:
"Certainly."
"Yoe—you are not looking Well,"
she murmured, the sapphire eyes
sweeping over his face and the seedy
serge suit,
"I`ve been down on my luck," said
Vane, in response to the, glance,
"and I heard of the ehange in my
fortunes to recently that I haven't
had time to pull myself together."
"And l ant changed also; don't you
notice it?" slue said, sadly.
"Can't Arty I do," replied Vane.
"'fon seem to me as—a8 charming
as ever, Judith," Ile had intended
to say "Miss Orme;. but the familiar
name escaped hitt.
ller eyes lit up for a Moment, but
AM Veiled thein instantly,
"Ile you think so? 'Oh, I am chang-
ed; very much so. An you will conte?
The old address." '"Yee ceirtaittl
Phnttks he said y
I will come."
"'ihtank voce• it is creed of voul'.
T merely sig :est that you were eas-
ily persuaded—compelled; and right-
ly.'
"And now—now Vane has come
back to England?"" said Judith.
"And is—"
Sir Chandos shuffled in his chair
and toyed with the sup of tea which
he 'did not want.
"The Earl of Lesborough," he said.
"You will, of course, my dear Ju-
dith—"
h—
"
She rose, almost upsetting the fra-
gile table with its dainty Worcester
China,
'"You expect me, you want me Co—
to—Alt, it is too shameful, too
base!"
Sir Chandos eyed her rather nerv-
ously.
-"My dear Judith, my dear chile!!"
he murmured, between his artistteal-
ly dyed moustache. "Circumstances
alter cases." -
She turned her face from him, rout
it may be hoped that the recording
angel will, give her credit for the
tears that shone in the sapphire eyes.
"You knew that—that I cared for
him; yes, loved irltn. I love him ,now.
Yes, I love hint note."..
Tier voice faltered and broke sud-
denly.
Sir Chandos eyed her with a faint
and murky surprise,
"Really? Is that so? 'lion my word.
my dear ,Tuclith. Well, well! !Tiff, tut!
But this windfall is lucky for ust"
She dried her eyes and regn.rcie'l
him with a hitter, defiant expres-
sion.
"What do you mean?" she demand-
ed. "Why is it lucky?"
Sir Chanties at last put down the
CUP that cheers, but which he abhor-
red, and blinked his bleared eyes at
her,
"Oh, T only meant to say that 1f
you still rare for him, if you want
to be the Countess of Leshorough;
well -well, we are all right. My dear
,]udit1"—he leant forward and point-
ed a forefinger at her—"you know as
well 111 1 do that no man can resist
you; and that if you 2Mea11 going for
Vane ;Kiannea'ing—I beg his pardon. I
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pictures ase particularly fine, they
nun all over the hall and the galler-
ies and the rooms generally; and
there's a famous library, and a col-
lection of armor and gems, and that
Mud of thing, Oh, yes,' I suppose it
ought to be open to the public as it
used to be. Why not?"
"What magnificent trees!" remark-
ed Julian; "and this is the terrace—I
picture it crowded with ladies and.
gallants in silks and satins—.'
"Like a fancy dress ball," said
Vane, listlessly. "Yes, a shooting -
suit and a briar pipe, to say nothing
of swallow -tails, and tailor-made
gowns don't seem very appropriate,
do they? Good- lord, we're evidently
going to have a reception," he broke
off with dismay, as he '.caught a
glimpse of a' row of servants Stand-
ing in the hall.
A short, wiry little man came
hurrying down the steps, his bowler
hat in his hand, his face rea with
excitement.,
"That's Holland," said Vane.
"Seems a bit fussy." -
Mr. Holland put the footman aside
and opened the carriage door.
"clooci morning, my lord! Wel-
conlr,—cr—w'elcome to the Court, wel-
come home! I -got Mr, Tressidor's
telegram yesterday, ander—have
done the best I could on such short
notice—"
Vane shook the steward's hand
and introduced Julian.
"Mr, Shure, my cousin, Mr, Hol-
land,'". he said. "He's been good
enough to come down with rue."
The steward was, rather taken
aback --he had expected the earl
would be, thane—!tut he shook hands
with Julian and extended the wel-
toMe to him.
"Glad to see you, Mr. Shore; of
course I. know who you are, though
1 have not had the pleasurt•--"
He escorted the two ftp the broad
Stone steps flanked 1>y the heraldric
Monsters which figured on the Man-
net'ing arias, and cast a swift and
critical glance at the row of servants
who drew themselves up and, as
Vane and Julian passed between
murmured:
"Welcome home, my lord; 'Welcome
home."
Vane, who detested fuss, nodded
and grunted an inarticulate response,
but Julian, his eyes brilliant with
the appreciation of the scenic effect,
moiled on either side of him in a
fashion that went straight home to-
the
othe hearts of the female: servants,
who, in their neat dresses of black
merino with white
callars
and cuffs,
Iook(d like the servants in one
of
the modern musical farces whereof
we all wot so well.
Prance, the stately butler—"Mr."
Prance, es he was called it1 the ser-
vants' hall—came forward with a
how that would have clone credit to
a bishop.
"Luncheon is ready, my loth, 'and
gmetly• '"Get in, Julian; thoughtful
of Sir. Holland; though for my part
I'd rather have walked; it's no great
distance."
Julian leant back, but looked out
of the window with veiled keenness
and eagerness. The road from the
station to the Court goes through
some beautiful scenery, and the road
is trim and neat, as befits the road
to so great a place. The people they
passed in the road stopped atsight
of the carriage and touched their
hats or curtseyed, and women and
children ran • out to the gates _in
front of the cottages and stared with
a mixture of awe and curiosity after
the Court landau and the servants
with their powdered heads and ex-
pensive mourning liveries.
Presently the carriage turned in at
the south lodge gates, and into the
avenue of magnificent trees which
wound in graceful curves to the front
entrance.
As the Court came in sight an ex-
clamation escaped Julian; and Vane.
who had been gazing vacantly at
nothing, awoke and looked up, shall be served -
"Fine pias', isn't it?" he said in "Ah, how cl'y do, Prance, said
a matter` -of -fact way as he let his Vane, holding out his hand. " I'tn
sere wander alone t,hr tsidr.-stretch- glad to see you here."
ing 'Sront of titre -stained stone half "And I'm glad to be here to re -
"Itby y.era
"It is magnificent," said Julian, calve your lordship, podded
"I had no ides—" Prance with a mixture. of defence
"I ought to inflict the history of and dignity which was almost awe -
it on you; I've heard it ,liten inspring.
enough," said Vane. "It's one of "And is that Mrs. Field?" said
the oldest houses in } ngland. It Vane, as the hoose -keeper moven
used to be a show place, but n v from the line. "Glad to pee you,
unci—our uncle, liardnnl--shut it up too, Mrs. Field." (''leis lordship's
and kept visitors tut bay. Ile rvus a true Maiimring," Mrs Field re -
not one of the hest tempered of men :narked to .tin appreciative 041(11ence
--hitt we mustn't speak ill of the in the servtu1ts' hail after "tile re -
deed, poor old chap!" i'eption.'' "He shook halide with
"h. I can urtrlerstand," said nu' and 31i', Trance; not merely bow-
.1ulinn under his hrenth. "If this ed, you uoliced, 1)01 shook hands.
were mine f should not like to have And any. one could see', that he was
Tont, Dick anti Harry, to say notlt- a nablsnmit by the way he did it;
ing of theft' berottgings, trtll'0pitlg not haughty and rul:l-lilae, but as if
about it. '110( niece is tt poem! we were really lire( „ li. Ilis lord -
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THE DUTY OF THE HOUR.
By a Loyal Canadian.
Yoemen of•Canada hear you the call
That your lova country extends to your
all;
Seldom, if ever, a duty more clear
Loom'd on your pathway your course
for to steer •
Safe from the perils that seem to pre-
vail—
False friends intriguing with foes who
assail
What , o'er all breakers sheds light
through the gloom,
That beacon of safety, "Sir Wilfrid''s
white plume;"
Long has he served you with wisdoms
and zeal;
Dear to his heart are your welfare and.
weal;
White though his locks are and lessened
by years; -
Bright his escutcheon, no stain • there
appears; "
Led by a statesman so fam'd far and
wide,
Yours be(the honor, the pleasure, the -
pride,
Routing all foes from without and
•
within,
Nigh coming battle to wage well and
win.
Great are the blessings that hinge on
this fray;
Fail not to .grasp them ere they fly
away; our
Strike off the shackles that fettery
trade
Forg'd from the furnace monopolists
have made;
Long have you toll paid on what your
own toil
Brought forth from fisheries, forests.
and soil,
Markets for these, free, unrivall'd, no
boast,
Lie at your doors now from coast unto
coast. -
"[ oil •'eAt• NO." eSSMl Tt flue, ln•-
or oras mutt--ttl' (i dozen for that
See that who won them be nobly sus
tained—
Chances once lost are but seldom re-
gained-
List not to lip -loyal jingoes whose cry
Sounds the last dirge of vain hopes
doomed to die;
Prosperous people denied not their needs
Loyal and true are, whatever their
creeds,
high 1
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Trusts and combines with h gh tariff-
framed laws
Breed discontent and become its chief
cause.
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a dark stain remains, rinse in a weak
solution of chloride of liter,
When You
Feel Cross
And are worried rand irritated you can
get the liver right by using Ore,,
'Chases Kidney -Liver Pills.
Life is too short to be cross and
grouchy. You not only make your -
soli miserable, but also those About.
you. Don't blame others, Blaine your-
self for not keeping the liver right.
There is nothing in the 1s'(rld which
will more promptly afford 'ycu relief
than Dr. Cruise's Kidney trtl(1 LLiverPills. Thi,. Sta"e1n(rtt ix• tine.'
A triat
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Air. Theo. 1Ktiatd, 1.410 ta11X i • later.
Pertnl'itf l'e,tr:tty, Qual., w'r:it's,-""l
have found Dr. Chase's I+.dn•'y-Liver
Pill' tits' best trieitrttt•11t obtairttble for
indig,tion end iutl'urc! b",40(1. They
enrol me of intlige:tien, {:i•Y,i rvlti hi
1 suffered for fair yours.
"This eertifitent.e i:; giv'`it wit.itoirii
solicitation. eco that ,othre",'" may not
wtt8.t• their money bay:1l ' tett•!:cines
of no 'vents W11("l they 4','11 etit Pr.
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