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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1905-03-23, Page 7•� iM.pyYNMrtr,,.'w",4..,..aM+.P7GN,4.�La...i1.I:;J,MAY.M+.Ti.,+,�f+i,+F,M.+K�hrir..raJ ui�+luW. 01011,&i4 Y+,.4.,66,c4 The fellow Holly Y R GUS �� tiYJ f Author of "The Mystery of n Hannan Cob," rte. ..t .rt core-re/he 1003, by G. W. Aillingltam Company .I 1.0,B .,I hIIIN J,, � .f YIIq,ItIi I,J11,116 i, lop "You don't understand, Leonard, 1 mean that if X become Lord, Derring» ton when the old man dies bars. Ward CCill consent.,, Train sat down helplessly and stared. F'I don't understand," he said. "I'II put the thing in a nutshell," ex- plained Brendon. "Lord Darrington is Illy grandfather." "Your—but be never lived here?" "No, The grandfather who lived Mere and with whom I stayed was my mother's father, He was called Loek- wood. Derrington is my father's fa, they. Now no you understand?" "Not quite! Ilow can you become Lora Derrington when he has a grand- son—that young•rip Walter Vane?" "'Walter Vane is the son of my fa - titer's brother, and my father was the eider and the heir to the title." "Then, if Lord Derrington dies you .become"--- "Exactly. become"—"Exactly. But the difficulty is that X have to establish my birth." Leonard jumped up and clutched bis hair. "Here's a mystery," he said, staring at his friend. "What does it .. all mean?" "Sit down and I'll tell you." Leonard resumed his seat and glane- • led at the clock. "We have a quarter "Beres a mystery." rot an hour," be said, "but I think we'll defy Mrs. Jersey and sit up this night." "No," said Brendon 1y, " ' e may as well do what she wants. I wish to conciliate her. She is the only person who can help to prove my mother's marriage." "Humph! I thought there was some- thing queer about her. Who was she?" "1►Iy mother's midi But I had•bet- >ter teff you from the beginning." Train sat down and produced a cigarette. "Go on," he said, "No, wait! want to know before you begin why Mrs. Jersey was so struck with that yellow- holly?" This time it was Brendon who looked 0'07.91(0 "I esn't say. Leonar"r " —"Do you think she connected it with - some disaster?" asked Train. "Prom her looks, when she set eyes en it, I should think so." "Does Miss Ward know lairs. Jer- •ea?„ "No. She knows nothing about her," "And it was Miss Ward who gave • jd'ou the yellow holly?" "Yes. When I was at afternoon tea." "Then X can't see wby Mrs, Jersey Should. have made such a spectacle of herself," said Leonard, fighting his scigarette. "Tell your Story," "I'll do so as concisely as possible," said Brendon, staring into the fire. "My mother was the daughter of An- thony Lockwood, who was a teacher est singing and lived here. She was erery beautiful and also beeame fa- mous as a singer it Concerts. The son hof Lord DerriNton, Percy Vane, saw her and ,loved hee lie subsequently • ✓eloped with .her. She died in Parte two -years later, shortly After I was born." "And you cause to live here?" "Not immediately. I was but an in- fant In arms, but my father would not part with me. Ile kept Mrs, Jersey— alae was my mother's maid, remember --a5 my nurse, and we !vent to Monte • .Carlo. I am afraid my poor father was a bit of a scamp. IIe was, at all events, • tti gambler and lost all his money at the tales. He becttine poor and life Mather, Lord Derrington, refused to help him," ', a was angry- at the marriage, 1 EU +pose." r mar- . as re >7 •a "hat's thef t Ze . riege? But to make things clear X had better es en as I started. Sfy'father went to San Remo, and front that place he )sent slut home to my grandfather 'L' ockwaot1 '"13y that time Mrs. Jersey bad left. X had another nurse, and it Was she Who took Me to this house. Ary grand - /either was delighted to have me, as insisted teat there was a .liealways marriage. I grew ep here and went to school, AfterwArd to college, Sly grandfather died, but there Was just • enough motley to finish my education. .The house Was deld, and by a curious • • ebineidence tars. Jersey 'took It AS a boarding establishment. Wliere age got the Money 1 dpn't know, lint 1 flossed' out of her life as tt mere in, fent, And 1 don't suppose she thought • anything txtore about int. Perhaps slte reeognized me tonight hate slay like- �4 int d1 lYi„ u l ,.ln d . I Ibi II r•� ., dl yl l ig,u;a. dd or, ness to my father, as She mentioned that she had seen my face before. But 1 can't say," • "What became of your father?" "That is the tragic part of the story. He was murdered at a masked bail at San Remo, The assassin was never discovered, but he was supposed to be some passionate Italian lover. My grandfather Lockwood was so angry at the way in which bis daughter h been treated that he never stood u for my rights, I would not do so eithe but that I love Miss Ward. Now, 1 is my intention to see Airs. Jersey to Morrow and get the truth out of her" "What does she know?" "She knows wbere the marriage was oelelrated and can prove that any birth is legitimate, That is why I came here, Leonard." "Why did you not apealt to bey to- night?" "I think it is better she should be in a quieter frame of mind," said Bren- don, "She has never seen nae since I was a small child, and my name of Brendan is quite unknown to her." "Why do you call yourself Bren don?" asked Train. George began to pace up and down the room. "Pride made me' do that," he declar- ed. "When my father was murdered at San Remo, Lord Derrington denied the marriage and refused to do any- thing for me. My grandfather Lock - Wood gave me his own name, and I was called George Lockwood for many a long day. At the age of fifteen Mr. Lockwood died, and then a note came to zny guardian saying that Lord Der- rington proposed to allow me a small income." "For what reason?" "I can't say. Perhaps it was re- morse." Train shook his head. "I have met Lord Deriington, and if such an old tartar feels remorse, then there is a chance that pigs may fly," "That's an elegant illustration, Leon- ard," observed George, with a smile; "but to continue (as I see it is nearly 11), even as a boy I felt the indignity put upon me. I refused, withethe per- mission of my guardian, the offered sum and continued at school. When 1 lett to go to college I changed my name so that Lord Derrington should not have the chance of insulting me further or of knowing who I was. My guardian suggested B •e z Brendon, so as that was as • good a name as another, I took it. Hence Airs. Jersey canit pos- sibly know me or ruby I came to see her. She will i be wiser inthemorn- ing," i oxn» in added de Brendon don rintl . s S y "But she evidently saw in you some likeness to your father." "Evidently. From all I have beard Mrs. Jersey was in love with my fa- ther, even though she was only a lady's maid. But I know very little about ber. My business here is to learn." "But why has she kept silent all these years?" Brendon shrugged his shoulders. "She has had no inducement to speak out," he said. "That is why I wish you to fend me £300, Leonard. She will re- quire a bribe." "And a larger one than that, George. A woman like Mrs, Jersey would not part with such a secret for so small a sunt." "Oh, I can pay her what sho demands when In possessiop of the estates. But at present she Will want to see the color of my money." Train stared into the fire, meditat- ing on this queer story, which was quite a romance. Then he saw,an obi stecle. "George," he said, "even if ems nrnre that s-ou are the heir, you won't get any money. Lord Derring- ton erring ton is still living," "Yes, es, and from all accounts he means to go on Iiving, like the truculent old tyrant he is. But the estates are en- tailed and must come to me when be dies, and of course the title Is mine, too, when he is done with it. If Mrs. Jersey learns these Mets she will come to terms on a promise of money when I inherit." "Then you will speak to her in the morning?" "Yes. She is the only person who can right nie. But I mean to be the husband of Dorothy Ward, and my only chance to get round the mother ill to prove my legitimacy." "I don't thiel! Miss Ward cares Much for her mother." "Whocould'?" }Arendt* ui ou a. askckl c CC y aUy. "She Is a, worthless little canary bird, 'But t tell you, Leonard, that, frivolous as Mgrs. Ward appears to be, she is 'a most deterniined Women, With an iron will. She will make her daugh- ter do lie she is bid and wiii Sell her to the highest bidder. As Lord netting - ton's grandson and acknowledged heir 1 have a good 'Chance. As George Brendon"—he stopped as the eloclt &truck 11—"as George Breeden X tun going to bed, " Train rose to light the candles winch Steed en a side table, yawning as lie did so. lie was much interested 13rendee's story, but the telling of it bed tired hien. "I shall sleek iIke s top tonight." "Weil,' get to bad. I'll put out the lamp,"" said George, and did no. "No," sand Obilardt, Ill tllig it galtdltt- *ticb tit tither band. "l'll See Yen to TIME Indigestion and Sleeplessness Are symptorms of nervous ex. haustiotni which. Olisappoar with the use of Dr. Ghaso'g Nerve Food. Plenty of people who have a horror of nervous• prostration and paralysis, suffer from indigestion, sleeplessness, and other symptoms of nervoue exhaustion not realizing the danger they are in, ! Nervous disease develops slowly and by restoring vigor to the wasted nerve cells by the use of Pr,, Chase's Nerve Food you can prevent serious results, Mx. MATniliw Wmra, a retired farmer, living at !11 Elgin Si., St. Thomas, Ont., states:-- " For some years 1 have suffered more or less from indigestion and nervous dyspepla, and as a result I have been subject to dizzy spells and discomfort after eating. I used Dr: Chase's Nerve Food, and found it improved my digestion, steadied my nerves, and made me rest and sleep very much bet. ter. I can truthfully re- ad to anyone ssuuflers from the above ailments. P Dr. Chasiq*s Nerve .rood Soc. it box, r ' To protect you against imitations the portrait t and signature of Dr. A. W. Chase, the fatt;oue reaeiptbook author, are on every box. your couch," and be preeeded bins foto the bedroom. It was a quaint apartment, with . heavy mahogany furniture and a Tur- key carpet. Pntering from the sitting room, George saw that the bed was di - redly opposite the door. "It's been moved since my time." "What," cried Leonard, setting down the candles, "Is the furniture the same your grandfather had`!." ""Yes. Mrs. Jersey bought the house and its contents. They are old fash- ioned enough in all consclence, It's years and years since I slept fn my old bed," said Brendon, taking off his coat, "I should dream the dreams of child- hood now that I am back again. But you needn't'say anything of this, Leon- ard." "Of course not," replied the other, "And you need not smash your yellow holly by leaving it in your coat all night. Put it in water." "No." George stopped the too ofii- Clous Leonard. "Dorothy put it into my coat and there it shall remain. The berries are firm and won't fall. I'll see to that. Bush!" "What's the matter?" asked Traits, startled, For answer Brendon quickly extin- guished both candles and pointed to the door of the sitting room, which stood half open. "Not a word," be mur- mured to Train, grasping his wrist to enforce attention. "I peard a foot- step." The two men stood in the darkness, silent and with beating hearts. A. glim- mer of light came from the fire and struck acrossfuto the bedroom, Leon- ard listened with all his ears. He dis- tinctly heard stealthy footsteps cow - lug along the passage. The footsteps paused at the sitting room door. They b y heard this open, and scarcely dared to itreathe. Some one entered the room and waited for a. moment or so, evi- dently listening. Then the door was 3 b openedandclose again an thefoot- steps ddf steps died away. Even theu Brendon stopped Leonard from lighting the can- dies. "Go to bed to the dark," he said soft- ly. '"Was it Mrs. Jersey?" attired Leon- ard. "Of course it was. She came to sea if you were in bed." "But why should she?" "I can't say. Tbereee something queer about that old woman. Get to bed, Leonard, You can light your can- dle in your own room. I shall not light mine" Train was bursting with indigna- tion. "But it's absurd to be treated like a couple of schoolboys," he said, takingesis eandlestick. "There's mere in it than that," said .. o -..- MILS t * � 'RNfit 'S Heart and Nerve Pills. • Are a epeciic for alt heart end heti. troubles. here are some of the sytnp4 toms. Any one of there should be a warning for you to attend to it ins-, mediately. Don't delay. 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Wo can !Alii, in the morning." Traits, darted across the sitting room andetired Brendan e r X to don dl sed his door softly and listened again. There was its return of the footsteps, so he slipped into bed without relighting the candle. The ck in site, sitting Loamc h#tned a quarter past 11. CUAPTJR III. JIB kitchen in the basement of Mrs. Jersey's house was a largo stone apartment and even on the brightest of days not very well lighted. On- this partic- ular morning the gas was burning and was likely to coutinue alight during the day, as the fog was as thick as ever. The servants collected round the table were having an early cup of tea,. To assist the progress of digestion they talked of their mistress and of the boarders, Miss Bull in particular seem- ed to be disliked. "She's a sly cat, with that white face of hers," said the cook. "Twice she said the soup was burnt. X never liked ]ter." "Madame don't, either," said Jarvey, the errand boy, ruining Lis short hair. "They've been quarreling awful. I Shouldn't wonder if madame gave her notice." , "Ah, Miss Margery will have some- thing to say to that," chlrhed in the housemaid; "she likes Miss Bull." "'Cause Miss • Bull makes muck of her and no one else does," said Jnrvey. "Well, for my part," said the cook, "I'm always civil to Miss Bull, though she is a cat. If the mistress died, Miss Margery would govern the house, and Miss Buil governs her. I don't want to lose no good situation through bad manners. Here's madAme's tea, Take it to her sitting room, She's sure to be up and waiting;" Jnrvey went grumbling up the stairs. Mrs. Jersey was an early riser and usually !tate a cup of tea in her sitting room at 7 o'clock, After this refresher she gave audience to the cook, looked over her tradesmen's books and com- plained generally that the servants 'were not doing their duty. Madame was not at her best in the morning, and Jarvey went up most unwillingly. When the boy went the.servants con - tinned chatting and eating. It was just on 7, and they were reluctantly rising to begin their duties when a crash was heard and then a clatter of boots. "There," cried the cook, "that brat's been and smashed the tray. Won't madame give it to him? Mercy, mercy"—her voice leaped an octave —"he's math!" This was becatfse Jarvey, with bis hair on end and his face perfectly white, tore into the kitchen. IIe raced round and round the table, his eyes starting from his head. The servants huddled together in fear, and the cook seized the toasting fork. They all agreed with her that the page Was mad. Suddenly Jnrvey tumbled in a beep and began to moan, with his face on the floor, "Oh, the blood—the e blood!" "What's he saying about blood?" asked the scared cook. Jarvey leaped to his feet "She's dead! Shes murdered!" ete d.„ be shrieked. "I see her all e covered with r blood. of . Ub, mother—oh, I want my mother!” And clown he dropped on the floor again, kicking and screaming. Tbe boy was scared out of lois life, and the other servants, beaded by the valiant cook, ran up the stairs and burst into mndame's sitting room, which was on the ground floor and no great distance from the front door. The next moment they were,out again, all shrieking murder and calling loudly for the police. The sleeping boarders took the alarm and in the lightest of attire appeared on the stairs with Zia L140 a IMO Only a Trifling Cold nes been the Lullaby Song n a Ytm to tear Last Wig Sleep, A cough should be loosened as speedily as possible, and all irrita-. tzoo allayed before it settles in the lungs. s. Onceet le there Bron_ chitfssudConsumptio ayflow. DR. WOOD'S NORWAY PINE SYRUP isust the remedy you require. 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"I know absolutely nothing," she said in her monotonous voice, "Last night we bed our ustutl weep. tion, but it broke tip at 10 o'clock. Madame dismissed the guests at that hour And stood in the doorway to do so. I retired to toy bedroom with madame's niece, and after it game of 'patience.' I went to bed." "Does Mrs. Jersey's niece sleep with you?" "Margery? No, she sleeps in a room above, it was a few minutes to 11 when she left sue. I was in bed short- ly- after the clock struck the hour. I am sure Margery bad nothing to do • with it. She was quite devoted to her aunt. and as the poor girl has sure money I don't know how she will live now that madame is dead." "Tice room is not far from the front - door," mused Inspector Quex. "Could any one have entered?" "Nu, I an sure of that," put in Miss Bull emphatically. '•Madame always boc•kc.i the front door every night her- self and kept the key. it could not be opened in the morning until she chose." '•1t'he'' opened it this morning?" 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It was :Hiss Bull Who first ventured into the sitting room Where f tnadanie, huddled up in n chair drawn to the table, lay trice downward ih smelt a position as to reveaf a gaping wound its her neck, and it was bliss Buil who sent the servants back to the kitchen, who (nosed the door of the' death chamber and who told Jarrey to letch the nearest policemans, Come- t/Singly it was Miss Bull Whole the hispe'ctor eddreissed, as she stetted to be the sole person lin authority, yt'he little old maid from being at nonentity become at person of' first elaes tenet. She displayed perfect tact Pied *elf timed in dealing with the terrified Oa MD and Women, and ark sae *mild )ix' 0,01 Astir er{dit ttr Sieli tenet). 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It was of no great sire, with one win- dow, which looked, out on to the square, This was locked, and, even if it had not been, no :one could have climbed in, as <,luox saw that the urea was below, "Andhim. madame endued the area gate every night with her own hands," ex- plained lifiss Bull, who was watelting The inspector turned suddenly to- ward her. "It seems to lee that the deceased was overcautious. Was she afraid?" "1 think she was," admitted Miss BulI.. "She had a habit of looking over her shoulder and, ns I bare stated, was particular as to bolts and bars. But see was a secretive woman and never said anything to ase about her fears, if sho hatl any." Madame was ern in the black silk dress which she wore on the previous night. Seated at the round center ta- ble, she had evidently been struck from behind and killed before she had tint to cry out. Her arms were on the to ble anti her bead had fallen forward The furniture of the room was not i disorder; the red tablecloth was no even ruffled, The murder had bee committed without haste or noise, a Quex pointed out to Miss Bulk. "Whosoever murdered her must hav been a friend," said he. "It doesn't seem a friendly act to kil a defenseless woman," said Miss Bull looking coldly ou the limp figure. "You don't quite understand. Wh, I mean is that Mrs. Jersey knew tit person who killed her." Miss Bull shook ber bead. "I don' agree with you," slse observed, an Quex was astonished that slse shout dare to contradict. "She was struck from behind before she bad time t turn her head." "Quite so. But the assassin mus have entered the room, and unless tit deceased was deaf"— "liadame bad particularly sharp ears." "Then that makes it all the more ccr tain• Had any one unexpected entered she would have been on the alert; there would have been a struggle. Now, we see that the furniture is not disturbed therefore we can argue from this that Sirs. Jersey was in friendly converse tion with the assassin. She was seated at the table and the assassin was at her back, which shows a certain amount of trust. In fact, Miss Bull, the person who committed this murder was the fast person Mrs. Jersey expected to hurt her in any way." "I understand. But I don't fancy that madame bad any friends. She was a ►woman who kept very much to he self." "s " Do you knowanything of her ass ? P "Absolutely notlt4:ug. She took this house some fourteen or fifteen years ago, I believe. 1 have been here ten and was very comfortat�lc, save that madame and Idisagreed n o tunny y points, She was always rude to me, and I don't think she was a lady." Miss Bull drew herself up. "My father was a general," she declared proudly. But Quex was too busy examining the room to attend to Miss Bu1I's fam- ily history. He searched for the weap- on with which tate crime had been com- mitted, but could find none. There was no blood on the furniture, although some had trickled down from the wound on to the tablecloth. The blow Hurst have been struck strongly and surely and with the pourer of a deadly hatred. It was at this moment that the doctor arrived, and, turning tete body over to him, Quox conducted bliss Bull back to the drawing room, where he examined all who were in the house. The first witness examined was 'Mar- gery, and site refused to open her mouth unless she sat by Miss Bull, Tho old maid held 3iargery's hand and coaxed her into answering when she proved recalcitrant. Quex could not but admire the rvny in which Miss Bull managed the lumpish creature. "You beft the drawing room with this lady?. be asked, indicating Miss Bull and speaking in a persuasive tone. "Yes. We played 'patience' in Miss Ball's bedroom." "At What time dict you leave?" "About II—just before it" "Did the clodk strike the hour when 7 out this morning till lkfiso Buil let m out." "Margery usually brings me my cups of ten, explained Miss Pull, "and sats she slid. not come this ruernfng as usisal 1 was anxious. When the alarm came I went to. Joh for Margery in ter 'Tee I h4l.e wast the . e door ybut the o • .dot was loei.td. I relettsedl, Mar- gery." "Cole the key ryas in the (loot;" mused: Quex, "It would seem, then, that the deceased simply turned the key as left it. Iluzxtpel I wonder' why she locked the girt In?" Miss hull shrugged berr thin shout dere. "It was spite on her part," site saki, "Madame never cared to see Margery with ate," While Quex was thus eitnntiuing the witnesses 'Train and Brendon were seated in the sitting room of the former discussing the crime. Brendon was gloomy, for ii the unexpected: death or Mrs. Jersey he saw the downfall of his hopes of proving bis legitimacy, "There's no chance of any rearrying Dorothy now," be said, with a sigh. "I'II remain plain George Brendon to the end of my days, and a bachelor at that." "It's awful!" gasped Leonard, who was white and haggard. "I never ex - e pected that my search for types would - lead me into the neighborhood of a. . tragedy. Who could have killed 'ter?" n "I can't say." t "I wonder if her death has anything n to do with your affairs?" s Brendan looked up suddenly and with a stern, flushed face, "Train," ire said o sharply, ""whatever you do, say noth- ing about what I told you last night" 1 ."Yes. But what you. told tee Wright , lead to the discovery of the ascnssln." "I don't care if it does," said D'rendon it angrily and rising to his feet to em - e phasize his determination; "yqn are to keep my confidence." t "Oh, I shan't say anything. But do d you think" -- d "I think. nothing. But I am sure that my affairs have nothing to do with this o death. I carne to see etrs, Jersey, and this morning I should have had the t truth out of her. But she is dead, and e • so all my projects go to the four winds. But I don't want them spoken of," "'You can depend upon me," said Leonard, dominated by the strong '!vitt of his friend. 'But who could have" --- "I tell you I don't know, cried George restlessly. "flow you do harp on that subject!" ; "It is the subject of the hour," re- torted Traits. "And a most unpleasant one. Here I shall have to remain until that police officer questions ate." "What story will you tell?" "Any story but the ono I told you," retorted Brendon. + "'Well," said Leonard, after n pause, ! "you can rely upon Inc. I shall not say anything to get you into trouble." Brendon laughed, but not pleasantly. r- "My good fellow, I have done uotblug wrong. Even if my tale were told r 'could not be o accusal f having e to b do anything with this murder. "Olt, I didn't mean that for one mo- ment," protested Train uneasily. "I know you didn't. Nevertheless if this police insnector knew what T told you he might get it into Ms stupid head that--well"—Brendon broke off abrupt- ly --`1 don't know what he mightn't think. However, I shalt answer his questions as to my visit here and then go away ," "I'Il go Also," said Tralin, with a shud- der. "I can't stop here after what has occurred, It's terrible. To think of that poorit•omen murdered! Hots lucky I locked my door last night!" Brendon stopped in his walk and looked sharply at the young man. "Why Diel you tock your door?" be asked. surprised. "Well, you see, after Mrs. Jersey game into the sitting room I didn't like to think of her prowling about. One is so helpless ween one is asleep," and I Train shuddered. I "Did you expect her to Murder you?" 1 asked Brendan derisively. "I didn't expect anything," retorted Leonard, rather nettled. "But I didn't want her to come into my rooms, so I got out of bed and locked the sitting room door," 1"Not your bedroom door?" "No, the sitting room door. So both you and I were quite safe from her pryin' Brengdon Iooked steadily at Train and gave a short laugh. "res. An you locked the sitting room door she could I as littke enter as you or I Could go out. Leonard"—he paused and pincbed his you were in your own bedroom?" "No," said Margery, trying to eollect her wits, "when I was in tho passage." "What were you doing in the pas- sage? It would only take you a few minutes to get to your room, would it not?" "Yea" put in .Mss Bull. "My bed- room is on the second floor, and Mar- gcry's is.on the fourth, right above my head. loci could easily have got your room before the clock struck, b•Ir a er g y. "I (11th try to," Admitted the girl, "but lay aunt kept me talking," Quex sat up. "Ind you speak to your aunt at that hour?" "Yes. She sant me walking up to my roam null scolded me for being out oe bed at tits! bout•. I toed I had been With .Miss Bull, and my aunt said that every one was hi belt but inc. end that she would not have it, The Clock Struck 11, and she called inc names. She then took inc by the aria and pushed me int a my room and locked the boor, Ie:, sho did," nodded. :tlar- gery vindictively.; "she locked the door." "Why dirt etre do theta" asked Quex, !starin. "I dgon't hfiow. Il wasn`t doing any- thing." grumbled Nfargel'y, "but eh* { said She rvouhin't have me wandering about the bonse zit all bears of the tilgbt and loeketi me in. I couldn't get (To be contieuecr,) A WARNING NOTE PROM TBE BACK. Peoetlt often say, "Nolo oei' are rue to know when the kidneys are out t , oforder Thelocnt ii' ;tette P, locate:hi 't kidneys, close to the :�tnail *Vibe back, renders the detection., -.of kidney trouble a simple matter. The note of warning comes from the back, iti the shapeof bacltache. 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