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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1903-07-23, Page 7THE WINGUAll JI LY 23, 1933 :iiE��slt���2f:�#;��E�)is�3K�r'i;*�'c�ilEw�ii�31E1'IN3Y:�`�31►��iK� • PRevenge r, eit •.7F: BY LAURA JEAN LIBBIY Author of "A Broken. Betrothal," "Parted at tbc. Altar," ` �/may/ y� �,I�[� ,�/ �y ��� �I �/�lj_ �(���[��' The Heiress of Cameron Ha11," Etc., Etc. •the eloquent pleading in the horror= stricken, upraised blue eyee would have melted a heart of stone. No tears came to her burning eyes ---she was past all that. The story •of her folly was written upon her . Upturned face but too clearly,. emir-- , ering luiv-,tiring like a bruised and brokenilow er east at his feet. "Tell me," whispered Raymond .Leslie, "are this Man's words true ? ally God! :why don't you speak, Rose- bud? Your silence is driving me rn►ad. Were you ever this man's wife be- forelnvou met ine? Your honor and mine demand you should speak," he cried, hoarsely, his grand face ashy pale, and his lips trembling, as only to strong roan's trembles when he is .iii mortal' pain—yet bravely bearing •it. She attempted to draw herself up to the shelter of his arms, but he held her off at arm's-length, his burning glance seeking ono trace of innocence in the fatally beautiful .young face raised up to his. "I com- mand you to speak, Rosebud," he •.said, and the hoarse sternness of his voice frightened her sorely. Like a young fawn brought to i)ay by the cruel hunters who have tracked it down to its doom, Little Rosebud tottered to her feet and lac - .ed there. "Aro you not Rosebud Fielding — xny wife?" cried Percy Fielding, •tauntingly, stepping forward. Then with the most pitiful quiver- ing voice tliat ever was heard— so hollow and so mournful—she answer - ,.ed. slowly: "No! I am not your wife,", the words dying away on her lips in a moan. Raymond Leslie would have sprung forward and clasped the terrified, miserablerab1o little creature urei t1isstr strong pjotecting arms, but Percy Fielding Stepped between them. "It is natural she should take re- fuge in a cool denial," pursued Field- ing, coolly. "You will permit me to afro proofs to substantiate my :side of the story." Raymond Leslie's arms fell to his sides and he leaned back heavily against tho marble mantel. The trial was so hard and cruel that ° great drops fell `from Ids brow, and his .limbs trembled. Little Rosebud's flower -face quiver - .•ed an instant with the keenest pain. The lovely pansy -blue eyes drooped in deadly despair, but they were quickly lifted again and met the cold,: smiling, exultant gaze of Percy Fielding uuf:iuiehingly. "I will die hard," she told herself, reek - "My heart is turned to stone." Her head drooped low on her breast. She was waiting to hear her Gloom. Percy Fielding stepped to an ad- • joining room and summoned his wit- nesses, who had all banded together, . aroused from their slumbers by the unusual commotion in the hotel. The magistrate glided into the • room first—sleek, smooth, and oily— rubbing his palms expectantly toge- "ther, his keen, beady, black, gilt- - tering eyes taking in the scene in a sidelong glance, in a single instant. His wife followed hitt, with a slow hesitating step, a high nervous flush •on her face, and her fingers twitch- ing the handkerchief she held in her .hand with spasmodic jerks, quite in contrast to her liege lord's suave ..and easy manner. Next. came Paul Howard, bis glit- tering eyes fairly glowing with tri- •znnph, as he made a low mock bow .to Raymond Leslie. It was Its much as Raymond Leslie. •could do to restrain himself from . springing forward and bodily thrust- ing his foo front the room. Yet he set his teeth all the harder and re- solved to bear it 'manfully. "There is one more witness," said Fielding, impatiently. "Where is ..your daughter, sir?" he asked, ad- dressing the husband. The nervous wife gave a frightened, timid glance toward her husband. Sleek Mr.' Sharp was equal to the .emergency, however. "I am sorry to say my daughter refuses to be mixed up in this ef- fete," he explained; "and to avoid . it she has given us the slip—as we of More than half the battle in cleaning greasy dishes is in the soap you use. If it's Sunlight Soap it's the best; 011 the law per, It. She disappeared ' better!" Near the door -way stood Ilowarcl, his evil face fairly glowing with tii- unit h. As Raymond Leslie passed hint, he hissed venomously in his ear: "T told you my turn would cone next! My revenge is glorious! Now who will protect the honor of the fragrant Rosebud? When Fielding tires of leis pretty wife, perhaps, es a last resort, she may wed ane. I—" Raymond Leslie drew back with a terrible cry. In an instant he would have felted the miserable wretch to the floor, but a strong hand instant, ly separated then., and a tall, mus- cular young man seized }toward with one hand, hastily closing the door with tho other. Ono glance, then the happiest cry that ever issued from human lips smote the air, "It is Joe!" cried the poor girl, darting forward. "Joe Hart!" "Yes, I am Joseph Iltu't," answer- ed the young neat, two great, hon- est tears. welling to his eyes, "and I am here to befriend you, my poor, tortured little girl!" he cried pat- ting the flaxen curls of her bowed bead, as he had so often patted thein when she was a merry, romping lit- tle child. "No one shall leave this, room until I have had a say in this aflair," he said, calmly disengaging hinlsolf from Rosebud's clinging em- brace, that he aright be ready for action if occasion required it, "I shall beg you all to be seated," ho said, grimly, He placed his hand in his breast - pocket, and the unmistakable click of a weapon was audible. The magistrate, quaking with fear. dropped into the nearest scat. Field- ing and IIoward gazed into each look that said r' � with a o other's ec Ys plainer than words, ,, Sellss— Use- less, the game is up." Howard's cringing face, now that the tables' seemed to be turning, was pitiful to see with guilt and fear. Raymond Leslie alone stood wond- eringly calm, something like the goad inspiration of hope springing into his noble, sorely tried heart. Fielding stood leaning against the chair in which Rosebud had lately sat, doggedly defiant. "Go on, man, for God's sake! if you have anything to say," cried Raymond Leslie, in intense anxiety. "I can hear anything better than the suspense of deferred hope." In all her fair young beauty Little Rosebud clung to Joe. though ' her downcast drooping eyes were turned toward Raynnond. "I am just in time, I see," con- tinued Joe, grimly, "to frustrate the wickedest plot that ever was set on foot. Rosebud never was that vil- lain's wife," he cried, pointing to Fielding. "1 ant here to prove what I say." P'ielding's face was white as death, f t roti this hotel two days ago or note. Young girls are so timid= -it's heir nature, my good sir. Her evi- teuce, although an. additional wit - ors,. is of little consequence. There are enough of us here without leer," Percy Fielding crushed an oath be- tween his tenth. "It will not signify, as you say, Mr. Sharp," he answered. "You know why I have called you here, Mr, ?Sharp," he continued. "Please step forward, and tell if you know this lady," he said, pointing to Rosebud, who stood pale as death before them, never lifting her ang- uished eyes. Mr. Sharp glided forward and peer- ed fn her faee.. "Certainly; this is Rosebud Field- ing," he answered, promptly, "She is the late Judge Arden's daughter, of Charleston, South Carolina. I.. myself performed the marriage cere- mony between this young lady and Mr. Percy Fielding •on the :1st of September, 18—" iter pale lips quivered, but no words fell from them. "You sea she does not deny it," cried the magistrate, blandly; "she could not.' "You recognize this young lady, do you not, any dear?" he said, turning with a great show of tenderness to- ward his confused wife, who was now turning from pale to red by turns, "Yon saw the ceremony per- formed, did you not, Mrs. Sharp?" Mrs. Sharp rose slowly from her seat and came forward, evidently avoiding the meaning glance of her husband's eyes. "Is this not the young girl whom you knew as Rosebud Arden?" asked the magistrate, in a thin, peculiar voice. "Yes," she answered, brokenly, "I would have known that bonny, mer- ry face of hers anywhere, framed in those flaxen curls, for she is like none other. She is Rosebud; Judge Arden's daughter." "You saw me perform the cere- mony I speak of?" asked the magis- trate, carefully picking his words 'lest she should refuse at the last min- ute to answer. "I saw you perform the cere- mony," she answered, confusedly. 1\'itlt a cry that was terrible to hear, poor Little Rosebud threw her- self at Ilaynnond Leslie's feet. "Oh, must I go with him, Ray- mond?" she cried, wildly. "Oh, I can not, my love, I can not! Kill me—strike me dead at your feet here, and now, with your dear hand, and I will bless you for it. Oh, must I go with him, Raymond?" "Certainly," replied Fielding, "What a question! What need to answer it. A wife's place is by her husband's side." She did not heed him. "Raymond, my darling, are you certain that I must go away from you?" she wailed. "I aux certain, whether he is or not," put in .Fielding. Raymond Leslie's face had grown haggard in a single moment; he ; pickling"s gui3k r face, "::with the could not bear the pathos of her ' f h voice and the to beauty 01a prince, and the treacher- oiteface. anguish ous heart of a fiend, met this young of her upturned death -white , girl when sho was but a young "Are you satisfied, Mr. Leslie? asked Fielding, again stopping be- tween then.. "1 can only add,' we had a certificate. Rosebud will tell you what became of it." Raymond Leslie lifted his white set face and looked at the bride who was never more to rest in his arras, with a world of ruined, hopeless love in his eyes. He saw her white lips part with a great, tearless sob, She forgot she had denied all of Percy Fielding's accusations, and flinging her white arms up toward Raymond, she cried out in a great, passionate moan: • "I—I destroyed the certificate that night!" Her own thoughtless Words had convicted her at last. She was tortured beyond all en- durance by her terrible woe, arid she had betrayed herself. Then Raymond .Leslie knew he had ]loped vainly against hope The cere- mony had been performed, and Rose- bud had been given the certificate, which sho admitted she had destroy- ed. She had cruelly deceived him., and she loved her so! She was Fielding's 'wife. Good God, what a mockery of fate! She had never been his, fie turned from her out- stretched elands and staggered blind- ly ly toward the door. "Raymond," cried poor Rosebud, "take Me in your arms just 'once, ]oval Kiss my face and say good- bye.- to arc. I have sinned past all forgiveness. Kiss my face once, Raymond, then, perhaps, God in His mercy Will have pity on me and lot me diel" Was too Nervous . or Sleep Rest 0 S to All run down in health—][ad uplittang Headaches—Dr. Chase's Nerve ood. When your nerves are all on edge, when you cannot rest or sleep, when you are nervous, irritable, despondent and discouraged, reeked with headache, neuralgic and sciatic pains, you can turn to Dr. Chase's Nerve Food. knowing that with each dose new blood is being formed, the nerves revitalized and health and strength restored. Mos. S. TnotersON, 24o Munro St., Toronto, Ont., states t—"I was very much run down in health, and whenever 1 exerted myself more than usual I had severe attacks of splitting headache, and was very nervous, so Much so that I could not rest well at nights. After Mrs. Thompson using Dr. Chase's Nerve, Food I found that my nerves were steadier, 1 could rest and sleep better than I have for a long time, tend was entirely free of headaches. X tan speak eery highly adds preparation for nervous trottble," ' at Onti the r trait against felt t protect you1� and sinstturc f ler. A. W. Chase, the fannies receipt book author, are on Every box, Atoll dealers, or Editn+attson, Bites and Co., Toronto. and the face of the magistrate was fairly livid as he gazed wildly about him, as if seeking some means of es- cape. • '"This man," he cried, never taking his indignant, blazing eyes from CHAPTER XXXIX. No, said Yielding, following up his ctch'antago; "how dare you ask such a thing? It would be an insult to me! Do you hitaginte I 'could stand tamely by and see the matt Who has worn your love from me dare to press your lips'?" "Just this once!" cried Little toselin e', with a. great passionate sob, "Itemeanber, my love is leaving Me, going out of my lite forever, and X loved hint sol Ah, we were too happy. X knew it Could not last! You will not refuse any last pray et?" she gasped, brokenly, "Just let onto. You 1 le does hint kiss! ole isnot quite bate xtle. One last parting kiss: would seal his forgiveness, then y'Grs cesuld kill me—the sooner the a hi" of Jorge denomination Irene I "These three leen tiave conspired l;f pocket, which he threw on the I together to wain, my innocent thus t.:'if you will perfO it the cove ling s;> foully that I can not find it u),>►ry for Rosebud, Arden and any- i in eery heart, to show them. loamy. S:,1f•lt1e,' (, Smell crimes es they contemplated "'Is this Jltdgc Arden's dough- should bo paid the penalty for on t(1'?' asked the magistrate, a terrible the gallows." glance of concentrated fury gleaming "Have mercy," pleaded Paul Ilow- frurn his eyes. And with one ac- ard, trembling in every limb, and cold both answered 'Yes,' cloaking with fear, and the magis- '"Then 1 will marry you!' cried tt;tite echoers his words, "have mete the magistrate and below his breath cy," Percy Fielding's lips were he uttered a deep curse against the dumb. child of Judge Arden, which was "Let me take lay revenge into ray plainly audit.le to the str'anger's own hands, my husband," said hose- etas• bud, quietly, its she gazed up loving - "Once again the magistrate's dao- ly into Mayr:iond's beaming face. '•'I ghter And his wife made one last mew have been the one most cruelly peal. It was useless—useless. The wronged; let inc take vengeance up - terrible iuockc'ry of a ceremony went on thou in any own way," she on, and they were falsely --1 say pleaded. falsely—pronounced man and wife." "No, no!" cried Paul Howard, his "It's a lie!" shouted the nnagis- eyes riveted upon her face in terror. trate. '"1—" "Anything but that: she would take "Silence!" thundered the honest a terrible revenge upon us. Ah, wo- young secretary, sternly. "I say it men shote no mercy to the heel that was falsely pronounced, and that 80- has trodden upon their. Let a man called marriage is null and void, be- judge us, not her. No, we have cause that cowering guilty roan yore- wronged her too deeply." der had no power to iiiavty then., IIe "You will give me my own way in :was no longer a magistrate, for his this, won't you, Raymond darling?" term of office expired. on Thursday, she coaxed, prettily, the 20th day of September, at Her adoring young husband clasp - twelve o'clock, midnight,. and this ed her more closely in his arms, mock ceremony was performed by putting the long, fair flaxen curls the spurious magistrate on friday back front her winsome, flower-like morning, at two o'clock, September face, and rattly Blushing like a 21'st. 1 was the stranger who fol- schoolboy under the gaze of those lowed and witnessed the whole al- wondrous pansy -blue eyes looking in - fair. On their return hone, a white to his. hand threw a shower of piper from: c'I can not refuse you anything you their coach. I gathered it together ask, my dnrlitnr." he replied. stuilinf; from the road -side, and here are the fondly upon her. "1 wee- fear you fragments — a marriage certificate, wiit not he 5'vtr'e enough in your signed by the spurious magistrate on punishment of these feel, who crone Friday, September 21st—a document so near blasting bout our lives_ Yes, for which leo will have to answer Ileal with them: as best pleases you, het e►tftpr." my dal ling.," "it is a base fabrication!" cried She put her husband's' :Treeing both the magistrate and Fielding. arms from about her and stepped out. "T have another witness," said .Toe into the centro of the room. Stone dear., and tell them if I have spoken one had looped the heavy curtains Hart, calmly, "Come forward, my hack, and rt flood of ea: l' nlort,ing truly." suushine poured into the room, sham - Immediately the attendant, whom ing the f.i9:eiing gas -light like a nobody had noticed, glided hesita.t- pale sti r before, tie sun. 1t touched ingly forward. The cap felt front her 'Rosebud's swweet face, light ing it up head and the blue goggles from her :with a lovtly spi:iUua radiance, and eyes, and the magistrate's daughter, toneheel the long, fair sliiiiug flaxen pale but wonderfully calm, stood re- curl.i lire a trotwn: her little hands veiled before the astonished parents were clasped eagerly toge•her, and and": foiled :.totters. when at last she spoke leer vr•ire had "It is true," replied the girl. "My a glad, meshed chime about it that father performed the ceremony on those who he,u'd it uc\oc' forgot. the 21st, and his ter•lu of office ex- "You have 11ronged me most ter- pirect on the ,> _0th. The marriage uihly, .he said, to the three cower - was not legal; he was no magistrate; ing wretches• "but I rum so happy in but money and revenge, or some fan- Raymond's love my ht art is ov- Cfoi hatred against the Ardcus, flowing. n with thankfulness and io\ tempted my poor father, and he and 1 forgive you alt fully and freely fell," cried the girl. "lint through under the coto'itions 1 now mune : ITe'aven's niorcy, no actnnl bion. is 'I'ltnt entent to God the. hewt way you you, Percy Fielding, makedone. I pray you let plat go his way—forgive hien. Ask them to for- give hirer, another," 'Seeded the girl tearfully, and the poor mother, with tears in her eyes, corroborated her daughter's story, and tugged them to forgive the cower ing wretch Who i:tood so humbly before them. "I meant to tell :Rosebud all," pursued Joe; "but she hurriedly left Charleston, and 1 never could find trace of her again until I read her {Death -notice. I was not satisfied. I visited her grave, and while there the old grave -digger confessed all; and had it not been for the plead- ings of Dora Gray to spare that wretch of a doctor, who hunted poor Rosebud down to the very verge of madness, '1 would have taken sum- mary vengeance upon hint then and there. So you see, my Cdear sir, as the ceremony Rosebud went through at first was but a mockery, her mar- riage with you is therefore perfectly Iegal; she is your lawful wife. Those three men know it well," he cried: I'fpr the last three clays I have heard romping child, rebelling against a step -mothers' petty tyranny; he play- ed' upon her pride, her childish de- sire for revenge, duped her, persuad- ed her into 'a. secret marriage when she was too young to comprehend the step she was taking, or how sol- emn a thing marriage was. Under the' impulse of the moment, and with the glamour of `romance hanging ov- er the affair, she consented to a se- cret nutir►tiage with that villain. Base and cunning at intrigue though he was, he intended to make the tie binding enough, but }leaven interfer- ed, it seems." A great cry rose to Raymond's lips,, "Do not interrupt me." continued Joe, hurriedly. "Ile took her from her father's house at night, but fate was against him. No minister could be found to perform the ceremony. This was on the night of 'Thursday, September 20th, 18—. Tho last minister's house was reached with no better luck, and a pitying house- maid suggested they had better try an adjacent justice of the peace. Fielding was delighted with the sug- gestion, and paid the plaid well for the lucky thought; and as he turned from the door the village clock r struck one, bringing the time to Friday morning, September 21st. A horseman followed them closely, who refrained from interfering, simply be- cause he had no right; it would not have stopped Matters." Percy Fielding crushed a great oath between his tightly clinched teeth. But never heeding lain., Joe Hart event on rapidly: "Ivy the time the magistrate's of- fice Was reached, it was nearly two o'clock on Friday morning, Fielding made known his errand, but the xnag- istrato promptly refused, His wife and daughter Were present. The room, was dimly' lighted, and the stranger who followed quietly slipped from his horse, stealing into the moan among the dark shadows quite unnoticed. He saw the daughter turn her Mee to her father, and whisper: 'You could not do it, father you could not.' And the wife, when t X now sea present here, echoed her daughter's significant words, 'Husband, you could not.' "'If it is )1O age you object to,' ti sho is in >C Said assureou y Feld g, quite xteen. Money will be 110 object to nue,' he went on, drawing. can for your wasted, reckless life," she said, turning to hire first, "and newer let me sec your face again, and perhaps as :well as to forgive 1 may l.e able to fofgtt the horrible sword which I believed you held above my head in the terrible past, which seems like a fearful dream as I look back to nw" 'l'litiu'nosh,e turned to iToward, as a royal queen might have turned to a groveling subject: "I forgive you, too," she Said, "for the sake of the service Dora Gray once (1ic1 for net, in assisting ole to eec•apc from you; for her sake I for - Rive you, and you may go free if you will go hack and marry Dora Gray, for she loves you," sho said, ear'nCst ly. "1 \will do it!" cried the guilty man, humbly. "Let me go free of Inc.law for the misery I have done you, and I will go back and marry Dora Gray." Then she turned to the magistrate: "1 have no words strong enough in thein secretly lay their plans, which which to censure you for the horrible were, by hook or crook, to secure , criuro you \coald have perpetrated the magnificent fortune Rosebud in- against nee, :with a smile on your Merits in her own name, which Ray- lips as you read over in cruel mock- inond Leslie thoughtlessly made over cry God's holy. words, 'which were to her before her marriage with him. but blasphemy from your lips! Yet, In searching up the proofs of Rose- for your daughter's sake, because bud's marriage with him, Fielding Joe loves her, and site has consented discovered the truth and the ulagis-! to be his wife, 1 will spare you. trate, to save himself front exposure, (lo.Ashe added, simply; "1 have had kits forced to swear to a base, cruel my revenge." fa?schood." "Forgi\e are!" cried Fielding, fall - As he ceased speaking, Raymond ing on his knees before her. "Your Leslie', heedless of the presence of his revenge is worthy of the angel that foes, turned to his young wife, with you are, Rosebud—I beg your par- agopassionate cry that told but don --Iters. Leslie," he said, humbly. too plainly his great, undying love ''My whole life shall atone for niy —more eloquently than words could sin. May you and your husband Le have done—and there was a light on happy.'• his httndsoiue, noble face that was 'I'his was the lust time they ever cruel torture for his baffled foes to looked upon Percy hielc:ing's face. he forced to behold. Silently the three men glided from "My love, my- sweet little love, can the presence of the lovely young girl you ever forgive the for doubting they had so cruelly wronged. you? Every instinct of youe purr ?tars, Sharp, at Rosebud's request, young heart told you to turn to me. remained with her daughter. and that pure little heart could never r.1'hen Rosebud turned to Raymond, uphold a wrong!" he cried, opening 1 and coyly whispered: out his arras to her. "Shalt We not return home now, And with the happiest little cry, that was a musical poem in itself, Little Rosebud crossed the room to where he stood, and the next me - meet she steas in his arms, pressed close to his throbbing heart. ' CIIAl'TIiI1, XL. "Then I have not committed a she in marrying you, Raymond?" ques- tioned teS-honed Little Rosebud, falteringly, while her two little arms stole round his neck in her sweet caressing childish fashion. "No, my darling," answered Ray- mond aymond Leslie, proudly, "You have committed no sin. An angel in heaven could not be more free from all guilt than you are, my pre- cious one." "How can I ever thank you!" he cried, turning to Joseph Hart, with tears in tits brave eyes. "I tun amply repaid if you make Little Rosebud Happy," replied Jos- eph Hart, smilingly; admitting stain meringly, "1 myself loved Little llosebud onee, but :into consoled ole, and now I love this young girl -at my side, Who has consented to mar- ' ry me for two reasons. First, be- cause she loves ono, and last, but not least, she thinks a son-in-law would plead with you for the magis- trate's pardon, thus paying with in- terest any debt Of gratitude you may feel that You owe me for reuniting " 'Two souls with but a single though, Twq hearts that beat lira 'oto.' nnuwml ssitneuuuunl: siwiti ieantnnr 1,,11.1• d,4 y iaRrixs JIVegetablePrcparatiani'orAe- similating 4ReFaodandReguta- ting the Stomachs ani tlowcis es Promotes Digestion,Cheerful- ness artdRest.Contains neither Opfuni,Morpttitle nor Nlitlerta. NOT II,A - C OTXC. 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Page wire is tempered to regulate its own tension summer and winter. 00,000 miles of Page wire fence in use now. YT. S aIP.O.,d St John 13 Montreal, P. Ont. ffi , ' e 2. The Page Wire Fence Co. Limited Walkervill , P E , laid siege to my heart, and fully Physical Culture. Don't's. contemplated becoming Mrs• Leslie, Don't exercise for at least au hour after before I proposed to my Little Rose- bud, the fairest flower in all the wide, wide world for me?" "No, indeed; she does not say that, you vain fellow!" cried Rosebud, puckering up her cherry -ripe lips saucily. "She writes that she is soon to be remarried to a real french count, and is coming in magnificent style, 'as befits her rank,' to pay us a lengthy visit." "When is the infliction to com- mence?" omnmence?" questions Raymond, laugh - dear? I think I have changed illy mind about going away. 1 had ra- ther stay at home," "You nowt come home with us," cried: Raymond, :warmly grasping Joe's honest, lutuil• hand. •'Anel if your pretty fiancee there agrees, we will have a grand wedding out on the lawn this very night—such a wed- ding as has never been sten before on this Pacific Coast. Itoseleted," he w closely clasping his turns more c1os y about his bride, "you must use your influence with your old friend Joe; for we joust have a wedding to -night as a fitting finale to this great dra- ma in real life," And Joe, after bashfully con- sulting the .wide to be and the mother-in-law, as a natter ei course agreed to the wedding. And, as Raymond Leslie had pre- dicted, no grander affair ever ryas wltnlesSed. Tho following week Rosebud receiv- ed a long letter full of afTectien from Ida Waldron, the repentant aunt who had used the millionaire's young wife so cruelly tvhile she was a poor,, de- pendent orphan tinder her roof. The last page of the letter interested her most. "Cone here, Raymond, darling,,. She called, tsoftfy; "here is news for you.,' Ina inoment, With his old, light, careless, debonair stele her handsome young husband had crossed the room, And stood loaning fonndly against the hack of lies chair. "Does the lair Ida epnfess she had heals. Don't forget that a bath should follow exercise. Dou't use iron dumb bells, but wooden outs. The former chill the blood. Dou't use too much force If exercise is to vigorous you will be exhausted be- fore you can complete it. Don't exercise one part of the body too much and another part not at all. Let intely. the developement be symetrical. And she says there is to be Don't feto inhale elowly and deep - another wedding—a sort of mesalli- rret:, ance in high life. The wealthy, ares- ly when performing any exercise. This tocratic young do01or, Paul Howard, will make the chest deep and full. is to wed, next week, Dora Gray, all Don't exercise beyond the ability of unknown luaidea of humble, obscure the heart to keep tics withyou. Palpie parentage. ° And last, but not least, p p• pi- Mata. Arden, the wealthy heiress of Cation is a certain indicatiou of excess. The Willows, has married a commonDom't have intermittent attacks of ex - forger, Percy Fielding,"ercisiugyourmuscles. In order to receive All's well that ends well, " any benefit you should devote some time t quoted Raymond Leslie, imprisoning t fingers that were daily to athletics. Don't protrude the hip and abdomens or rest the weight unevenly upon the amus, while he murmured fondly over feet. No exercise is of auy benefit what - and over again, Pressing her rosy over unless the correct standing position. lips to his: o I is taken every time. "'If heaven's on earth, 'tis surely BABY'S VITALITY. in th is, A long. pure, inspiring, passionate -- kiss.' , The vitality of infants and young, Rosebud's fair, flaxen curls half obildren is at its lowest point dnriug the shaded her rosy, blushing facet from hot weather. Mora children die in som- ber young husband's ardent, ac or iug mer than at any other season. This is gaze, as she murmured softly: because the little ones suffer more from "There never shall be a shad.oty be- bowel troubles, are nervous, weak, tween us again, love; and I shall al- ,leepless and irritable. Prompt action ways advise young girls to never often saves a valnable little life, and rush lu'ed]essly h:to rho arms of fol- troubles of this kind can be promptly ly tet escape soma fattcie(1 ill; and, meet and cured by giving the little ones shove all things, never to marry Baby's Own Tablets, which should be without, lour, far love is the sunshine kept iu every home ready for emergen- of life, and every heart in this world cies. These Tablets speedily relieve, has a mate, which Heaven intends and promptly cure all stomach, bowel for each other, and they shall choose and other hot weather uihnents, and' each other from the whole world, give sound refreshing sleep. Mrs. P. sooner or later; for love is fate, love Ferguson,105.Mansileld street, Montreal, is heycmcl price." says: "My baby was attacked with dys- Raymond had led her out into the entry* and was hot and feverish. I gave soft, radiant starlight. As site spoke, him Baby's Own Tablets and they' he bent down and kissed her trembl- promptly cured him. Before this he had ing lids, raising the blushing, down- cast, drool lug face with all a lov- er's rapture. `Then the sweet, subtle perfulue of the lilies from an adjacent fountain stole of er them: and the soft, frag- rant, coquettish breeze toying with Rosebud's soft, fair, flaxen cutis h it • musical, mystical • m echo seemed to 3 er words, "Lege is priceless." The night air seemed to thrill With passion, ns the young husband and his fair little child-wif•' stood, with clasped anus and heart to heart, out in the gleaming starlight, reunited so strangely after testing passed through such a cruel trial. I No sword hangs suspended by a the little flutter it g fi a pushing him coyly and coquettishly away front her, drawing her firmly into the embrace of his sheltering slender thread over that bright head now resting so lovingly on Raymond Leslie's breast, and no deep, Moult- ing shadow lies in the depths of those childish, lovely, pansy -blue eyes. "This is the true happiness that lives,,, he inu1•nuars fondly, r'aressillg her fair, curling hair. "And for evermore in the garden of my heart. X shalt cherish ane beautiful flower above all others- uiiy 1-eeriess, my owit Little llosebud," And the odorous, flower -freighted breeze seems to take op the name the tont: young husband murnitm's sri lovingly, and echoes to the nodding }lowers and murmuring' waters of the distant ocean the beloved name, Lit- tle Rosebud. b T1111mtty been rah( r delicate, but since using the Tablets he has been stronger in every way." These Tablets can be given with an absolute certaiuty that they will do good to all children from a new born upwards. They contain no opiate or poisonous "seethitig" stnff. Sold by medicine dealers or mailed at 25c a hex by writing direct to Dr. Williams �d nc ine Co., Brockville, Ont. Oti the United States army this year ;130;030,000 will be spent; on the navy, $.85,000,000. The civil e.atablishl)ient Will cost $120,000,000. • To the Indians Will be given $13,000,000, The interest on the public debt will be $21,000,004. thlr. Humphries, a jeweller, of the vil- lage of Arthur, has abandoned his suit nga;nst the municipality to restrain the taking of.aa new census, which has been ordered by the councli, with it view to Boeing how many licenses cotildbe grant- ed in the village. Humphries feared that the returns would be padded so off to give tho village more hotels than the law should allow. the number of license's being dependent on the population. Ther council has agreed to have the census taken under proper supervision so that lthe plaintiff need tear no such padding'. understanding the snit Itr►dr and oil this been tvithdravint.