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"That she might ns well confess. I
declared that I had evidence to prove
Afiss Bull's guilt, and that she would
be arrested when she calve buck. I dee
elate, Mr. Vane, I thought the girl
would strike me. She was like a wild -
•cat "
"I wish she had," growled George.
"She said it I arrested Miss Bull she
would kill me. I said, 'As you killed
your aunt,' She up and said: 'Yes, I
did kill her, Miss Bull is innocent, and
, you know she is.' Of course, when she
Admitted the fact, I at once began to
suspect Miss Bull."
"Whydid you do that?"
lAt
!
"Because if Margery had been guilty
she would not have owned up. But if
Miss Bull was guilty, Margery would
• certainly take the guilt on herself.
While Margery was threatening me
.and taking the guilt on herself, Miss
Bull came in. That stupid girl ruu to
her and fell at her feet, crying that I
. knew all, but that she would die for
her dear Miss Bull."
"And what did the woman say?"
"She asked me if I knew. I said I
slid. She demanded how I found out.
I told her that that was my business..
She began to smell a rat and suspected
that I was bluffing. She would have
held her tongue, but Margery was in
such terror for her friend that sbe
came out with the whole story."
terhe girl is half witted. All this may
not be true."
"Oh, yes, it is. When Miss Bull saw
that the game was up she sat down
..and admitted that she had killed Mrs.
Jersey. She also said that she was
glad the truth had come to light."
"She was raving," said George in-
credulously.
"No; she wasn't. She told me the
whole story in the calmest manner,
just as though she were asking me to
.have a cup of ten. Then she asked me
to send for you and sat down to play
;patience. She is desperately anxious to
see you."
George shuddered and followed
Bawdsey down the stairs. It seemed
terrible to him that such a fragile little
'creature as Miss Bull should be sub-
jected to this disgrace. He did not
condone her crime. She had acted
wrongly and must take the conse-
quences. But he could not forget that
she was Dorothy's aunt, and he wished
lie could see some way of rescuing her
from this dreadful position.
'Miss Bull was, as Bawdsey had stat-
ed, playing patience. Seated at the
very table where her victim had sat,
she dealt 'the cards and seemed quite
' interested in the game. Margery was
seated in a chair near at hand, looking
with tearful eyes into the face of her
friend. Beyond the fact that Miss Buil
was whiter than usual she showed no
resigns of emotion.
"You have come, George," she said,
.addressing him by his name. "I am
glad to see you. Mr. Bawdsey, you
may go."
Bawdsey shrugged his shoulders and,
with a glance at George, went out.
.After all, he had heard the story be-
fore and did not particularly care to
hear it again. Besides, Bawdsey was a
.kindly man, and he felt sorry that he
had proceeded to such extremities.
Miss Bull shuffled her pack of cards
.and laid them away in a box. "I shall
play that game no more. I have been
playing patience all my life, but the
end has come, and I am glad it has
‘come. I suppose you were a' tonished
when Mr. Bawdsey told you?" said
:she, looking with piercing eyes at
Brendon.
"I was. I never thought that you—
;you"—
"That I would kill Mrs. Jersey," fin-
ished the woman quletly. "Why not?
She was a bad, wicked creature, and
caused the death of your father. She
boasted of it."
"Where? When?" asked the aston-
ished young matt.
"in this very room,. in my presence.
But to make you understand I had
better tell you all." ,, • ••
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Author of "The Mystery of a
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"One moment, Miss Bull. When you
told the fortunes on that night did you
intend to kill Mrs. Jersey?"
"No. The death curd did turn up.
That was a strange coincidence,
George. When I came down the stairs
I had no more idea than you of killing
the wretched woman."
"What mode you do it?"
"I am telling you," replied Bliss Bull,
folding her hands on her lap. "Wait
and hear. Mrs. Jersey was very rude
to me on that night. I intended to
remonstrate with her. She added in-
sult to injury by locking Margery in
herbedroom, so us
to keep hes' from
me. I heard her scolding Margery in
the passage, and • when all was quiet
and Mrs. Jersey had gone down the
stairs I weut up to Margery's room
and unlocked the door. Mrs. Jersey
had struck the poor child, and she was
sobbing on her bed. I then determined
to go down foe the second time and
see Mrs. Jersey."
"For the second time? Were you
down before?"
"I was," replied Miss Bull calmly.
"I wondered who Mrs. Jersey had
coming to see her, particularly after
she had lost her courage when she saw
a yellow holly in your coat."
-You noticed that?"
"Yes, and I noticed the holly also. I
wondered why you wore it. The sight
of it put into my mind that fatal night
when .he"—Miss Bull brushed aside
her thoughts—"but. no matter. I
thought I would sec if Mrs. Jersey was
seeing any one, and also I wished to
talk about the yellow holly."
"But why should you trouble about
seeing any one?"
Miss Bull looked down and then
looked up abruptly. "Mrs. Jersey
would have sent me back to the asy-
lum if she could, and I was always
afraid lest she should see some one
secretly about the matter. I crept
down the stairs, leaving Margery in my
room playing at patience. Mrs. Jer-
sey's door was closed. I heard the
murmur of voices, and I put my ear to
the keyhole. I heard that dancer—aft-
erward I learned that it was the dan-
cer—I heard her accuse Mrs. Jersey of
having killed Percy Vane."
"On what grounds did Lola base that
accusation?"
"She said her mother told her."
"And what did Mrs. Jersey say?"
asked George.
"She denied it and made some sort
of excuse. I remained to hear no
more. I knew then that Mrs. Jersey
had killed my Percy."
"But she did not. It was an acci-
dent."
"I know. She explained. But she
was the cause. I was right to kill her.
But for her Percy would have been
alive, I would have been his wife, and
you, George, would have been my step.
son"
"What did you do next?"
"I went up to my room and resumed
my game of patience. I intended to
THE W.NGIIAM TIMES JULY 20, 1905
turned away. I softly took this riaggex
and"—
Miss Bull robe. "George, you now
know all. Gel No, do not shake bands.
I have avenged your father, and I ex'
pest Levin be hanged."
Margery burst out into renewed
weeping and Miss Bull soothed her,
talking to George the while. "'fell my
sister," she said, "that the name of
Iloward wilt not be Mentioned. I will
die under my false name. No disgrace
wilt be brought on her. As to Dorothy"
—here :Hiss Bull's eyes grew tender—
"e0 disgrace will befall her. Murry
iter, George; love her, make her a good
husband and take this kiss to bet from
a sorely tried woman."
Before the astonished (George knew
what she was about he felt a pair of
cold lips pressed to bis own. The next
moment she bad pushed bitn out of the
room and had locked the door. That
was the last George saw of bet.
Whether Margery bad agreed to die
with her or whether Miss Bull, know -
lug what a miserable lite the girl
would lead after her death, compelled
her to take the poison will never be
known, but when the door was burst
open the two women were found on
the floor • In one 'another's arms. On
the table was au empty glass, and It
was ascertained
that MiesBull and
Margery had taken prussic acid.
Bawdsey entered the room an hour
after the death, alarmed by the si-
lence. IIe found that his prey had es-
caped. :Mss Bull was buried under
her false name, and Margery was bur-
ied with her. Nothing of Miss Bull's
sad past or,of her killing of Mrs. Jer-
sey came to light,
Six mouths later George Vane was
seated in the library of the mansion
in St. Giles square. It was after din-
ner, and Lord Derrington occupied his
usual chair. The old man looked
brighter and happit r than he had look-
ed for many years. Daily 'George grew
a greater favorite with him, and ou
the morrow George was to be married.
Lord Derriugton had insisted that as
it was his last night as u bachelor
George should dine alone witheem uud.
would not admit even Walter. "It's
the last time I'll have you all to my-
self, George," said the old man pit•
eously. "After tomorrow Dorothy will
possess you."
"Not at all," replied George, "you
will have us both. We will come back
from the honeymoon in a month, and
then we will live here. .A. lady in the
house will make a lot of difference.
You won't know this place when Doe,
othy is flitting about"
"Don't! Her mother is the kind of
woman who flits."
"Oh, I don't think w'e'll be troubled
much with Mrs. Ward. Since the
shock inflicted by her sister's sad death
she has become religious."
"Bah! That's only a phrase. Poor
Miss Bull!" said Derrington. "I like
to think of her under that name. She
had a sad life. I don't wonder she
killed herself. Do you think she was
mad, George?"
"No. But I think the memory of her
wrongs, which were all caused by Mrs.
Jersey, was too much for her. She was
mad for the moment, but she told me
the terrible story in the calmest man-
ner."
"And who came in at the front door
that night?" asked Derrington.
"No one. After the murder Miss
Bull opened it to fly—panic struck, I
expect—but Margery came downstairs
and stopped her. Miss Bull closed the
door and remained to face the worst."
"Well, she is dead and buried, and
the scandal is laid at rest, unless that
Bawdsey revives it"
"Ori, you can trust Bawdsey," said
George, smiling. "He and Lola are
quite happy, and she has almost for-
gotten me. I got a letter from Bawd-
sey the other day. He is acting as bis
wife's agent, and they are making a
lot of money."
"All the better. He won't talk about
that business. By the way, I forgot to
ask you about Ireland's money?"
"The money be left to me? I have
settled that on Dorothy. How sudden.
1y he died," said George reflectively;
Seated at the vary table where her vlettm
had sat.
have a talk with Mrs. jersey the next
morning, but when I found that she
bad struck Margery I came down at
once"—
"That was after 11?"
"About a quarter past. Mrs. Jersey
was in her room. We talked, and I
told her what I had heard, She de-
nied it. I pointed to the stiletto which
was on the table as a proof that the
girl had been here. Mrs. Jersey said
that it was the same stiletto with
which Percy had been killed, as Lola
had received it from her smother. Thal
put the thought into my head that God
intended Mrs. Jersey should be slain
with the same weapon with which my
darling had been stabbed.
"I accused bits, Jersey of having
killed Percy. She gloried in the fact
that it was through her he had died.
She declared that if Ireland bad not
held her hand she would have laid him
dead at her feet. She exulted that the
heeldent had fulfilled her intention and
taunted me with the tact that I revel
became his wife. I was very quiet,
added Mies Bull, her eyes glittering,
"but my blood Was boiling. Mrs, Jeri
eey turned her back on, nae, with au la.
solent Idugh, ttnd sat down. The stilet-
to was On the table. tier Lead War
DO YOU KNOW
THAT BACKACHE
IS THE FIRST
SYMPTOM OF
KIDNEY TROUBLE.
"Just an hour after I left the house."
"Well, flue thousand a year is not to
be despised. Have you settled it all on
Dorothy?"
"Every penny. Don't you approve?"
"Oh, yes, so long as Mrs. Ward
doesn't get it."
"You can depend upon that, sir, But
Dorothy will have it—Dorothy, whom
I shall see tomorrow • crowned with
orange blossoms, and"--
Deeeington laughed, but not unkind-
ly. "Well, well. Better orange blos-
soins than yellow holly."
George nodded. "I hope never to see
yellow holly again," be said, and Der-
rington agreed. So their conversation
ended on the threshold of George's
new lite with that last reference to the
old.
TAE END.
THE GAME OF GOLF.
A Pastime of Kings, With a Record
of Over Four Hundred Years,
A game with a history of more than
400 years must necessarily have some
interesting records. Golf has been
greatly liked by kings. In the time of
James I. it was generally practiced by
all classes. The unfortunate Charles I.
was devoted to golf. While on a visit
in Seotlgnd in 1641, as he was deeply
engaged in a game news was brought
him of the breaking out of a rebellion
in Ireland, and the royal golfer threw
down his club and retired in great agi-
tation to Holyrood House. When be
was imprisoned at Newcastle bis
keeper kindly permitted him to take
recreation on the golfing links with
his train. It is raid that Mary, queen
of Scots. was seen playing golf in the
field beside Seaton a few days after
the murder of her husband. In 1837
a magnificent gold medal was present-
ed to St. Andrew's by William IV., to
be played for annually. One of the
earlier kings forbade the importation
of golf balls from Holland because it
took away "na small quantitie of gold
and silver - out of the - kingdome of
Scotland," and at one time "goife and
futeball and other unprofitable games"
were forbidden in England because
archery, so necessary in the defense
of the nation, was being neglected in
their favor
It is I and you cannot be too
careful about it.
A little back,. •le let run will
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They cure where all others
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MR. GEO. H. SOMERVILLE,
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COWARD ADAM.
The Proneness' of Mau to Lay the
Blame Upon Woman.
"Never kiss and tell" is, I believe,
an "unwritten law of chivalry." This
law, so I understand, Coward Adam
does sometimes manage to obey, albeit
reluctantly. Because he would like to
tell—he would very much like to tell -
11 -11 the story of the kiss did not in -
Volvo himself in the telling! But at
this juncture "the unwritten laws of
chivalry" step In, end he is.saved. .And,
"chivalry is the tree up which he climbs,
chattering to himself the usual formu-
la, "The woman whom thou gayest to
be with me," etc. Alas, poor woman!
She has heard him saying this ever
since she in an unselfish desire to share
her food with hien gave bin the for-
bidden apple. No doubt she offered
him its rosiest and ripest side! She al-
ways does—at first. Not afterward!
As soon as he turns traitor and runs
up a tree she takes to pelting him,
metaphorically speaking, with cocoa-
nuts. Tbis Is quite natural on ger part.
She had thought him a man—and when
he suddenly changes into a monkey she
doesn't understand it. To this cause
may possibly be attributed some of the
ructions which occasionally jar the
harmonious estate of matrimony.—
From Marie Corelli's "Free Opinions."
LOVE OF NATURE.
She More Alas Loses Out .1 Door
Lite the More He Admirer. It,
The more man has become engaged
in the conflicts of eivllization, in Intel-
leetual disappointment, the more be
has felt the -uselessness of knowledge,
the more he has turned to certain ex•
presstons ot; art as an escape. Ile bus
addressed 'poems to nature, bas paint-
ed landscape Cuero and more, has
shown in every way that such an es-
cape was a dream. Art bas existed
from the very beginning, even before
the first man stuttered out his nam-
ing of the animals and expressed their
character by the sound of their name.
The dances of savages, as we call
them—that is to say, of people of earli-
er forms of civilization—invented be-
fore the arts of design, record in a po-
etic way what they do and the sea-
sons of such doing and even the ap-
pearance of nature—the storm, the
rain, the clouds blowing across the sky,
the lashing of the sea against the
shore. In Fiji they have n dance
where the women spread out their
arms like the wave lines of the surf,
and the children, springing up bellied
them, represent the foam of the wave
crests. Frorn these beginnings we
know that tragedy r ad comedy, as
we
call them, have grown. Then, as all
these disappear in fact, they are re-
corded in the art of painting. And as
man more and more leaves behind him
a life of out of doors in so much does
he desire to admire it,—McClure's Mag-
azine.
The Hattie of a Week.
The battle of a week was the great
conflict at Tours, in which Charles
Martel overthrew the Saencens, A. D.
732. The members of the Saracen
army are variously estimated at from
400,000 to 700,000, and the monkish
historians say that 375,000 were killed
on the field. It is suspected that these
figures are a gross exaggeration, but it
is certain that few battles of history
have been either so bloody or so de-
cisive.
Elephants In Uganda.
"Elephants in Uganda have a pecu-
liar aspect that I have not noticed
elsewhere," writes a traveler. "They
cover their bodies, as a protection
against files, with the bright red vol-
canic dust contained in the soil. This
gives them a remarkable appearance,
as, instead of being a slaty gray, as in
the Nile t slley, their color, when thus
covered !th dust, resembles that of a
chestnut 1 wee."
An Idle Phrase.
There is one sentence iu the English
language that has an easy time, and
there is no prospect of its ever being
overworked. It is composed of these
four words, "It was my fault."
THE BUDDHIST HADES.
Eight ""Easy stages" of the Mort Mv-
ful Kinds of Torture.
The place of torment to which all
wicked Buddhists are to be assigned
on the day of final reckoning is a ter-
rible place of punishment. This
Buddhistic hell is divided into eight
"easy stages." In the first the poor
victim is compelled to walk for un-
told ages in his bare feet over hills
'tllfek1y set with redhot needles, points
upward. In the second stage the skin
is all carefully filed or rasped from
the body and irritating mixtures ap-
plied. In the third stage the nails,
hair and eyes are plucked out and the
denuded body sawed and planed into
all sorts of fantastic shapes. The
fourth stage is that of "sorrowful lam-
entations." In the fifth the left side
of the body and the denuded head are
carefully roasted, Yenta, the Buddhis-
tic Satan, superintending the work. In
the sixth stuge the arms are torn from
the body and thrown into an immense
vat among the eyes, nails and hair pre-
viously removed. Then in'plain hear-
ing of the sore footed, blind, maimed,
roasted and bleeding victim the whole
horrid mass is pounded into a jelly.
In the seventh stage, the other side of
the ..victim and his feet are roasted
brown, and then comes the eighth and
last stage, in which the candidate is
thrown into the bottomless pit of per-
dition.
Ills Conclusion.
Iintcker—Jones bas -joined a debating
club. Rocker—No? Whom did he mar-
ry?
He that despairs degrades the Petty.
►-Feltham, ..rte . e. re:pee-eel .
WOMEN WRITERS.
None Among Theist HUN Ever Attain-
ed Real Greatness In Poetry.
Though the quality and range of ger
geuius were deep, generous and wide,
Elizabeth Barrett Browning cannot be
described, if language is to be used ac-
curately, as occupying a place among
the poets justly designated great.
In no tongue hitherto has any female
writer attained to that supreme posi-
tion, and were this the appropriate mo-
ment, which it is not, it would perhaps
be possible to explain why no woman
is likely ever to do so. Not a few fe-
male writers are in effect in the front
rank of novelists. But prose -romance
is one thing and poetry quite another,
and there is a chasm between them;
nor does the circumstance of novels be-
ing in this age more popular than po-
etry affect in any degree the inherent
and immutable difference. Elizabeth
Barrett Browning was, "Aurora Leigh"
notwithstanding, essentially and al-
most exclusively a lyrical poet. It
would be easy to add almost indefinite-
ly to illustrations of her being one of
those who "learn in suffering what
they teach in song," not one of the
greater poets who pass through that
experience but end by getting beyond
it.—Alfred Austin at Unveiling of a
Bust of Mrre Browning.
Rubinstein's Chanty.
Rubinstein probably traveled more
than any other virtuoso. In his time
he made many fortunes and gave them
away to the poor in Russia. During
a famine which raged among the Rus-
sian peasants he journeyed to Vienna,
Moscow and St. Petersburg to play for
charity. The price of seats rose to un-
heard of figures, but every penny of
the money went to the starving farm-
ers. It is said that in the course of
twenty-eight years the sum which he
thus disposed of amounted to $230,000.
Inadvertently Omitted.
"Let me see." said the great man.
"Did 1 nay anything about the crux et
the -pesitioll:?'F• •
"I don't see anything," said Oa sec-
retary, glancing over his notes.
"lien!" murmured the great man.
"I meant to work that phrase oft some-
how."
Late strawberries for preserving and
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"'Silly not?"
"Well, every one of them sang in
Italian."
"Ott the stage, yes; but what does
that amount to? All the gowns In the
boxes were from Paris."
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CANADAS GREAT GROWTH.
In an editorial article in the last issue
of Colliers, the following reference is
made to Canada: "Rightly enough Am-
ericans have been so pre -occupied with
the great problems of their own eighty
millions that they have given little heed
to the six million neighbors north. But
the time has gone by when the growing
importance, commercially and political-
ly of the Dominion can be ignored. Its
nationhood is taking shape so rapidly
that it is by no means unlikely a hun-
dred years will see Canada exceed Eug-
land itself as a power of world import-
ance. Perhaps there is no great country
extant, Argentina and Chili excepted,
of which Americans have been so goner -
ally ignorant. The great expanse that
the States folks have so long looked upon
as a frigid waste is in fact almost certain
to house fifty millions of people iu com-
fort before the night bells ring in the
year 2000. Not only is London farther
north than Winnipeg, but the beet para
of all Europe, including France, Ger-
many, all of the British Isles, and the
bulk of Russia, are north of Ontario's
southern lino. The 20,000 miles of rail-
way in the Dominion to -day may ex-
pand auother cipher in lees than fifty
years."
Sir Wilfrid Lanrier's enthusiastic pre-
diction that if the nineteenth century
was the century of the United States,
the twentieth will be the century of
Canada, may, the writer thinks, be a lit-
tle overdrawn, but he admits that even
ignorance will not be able to ignore Can-
ada's position in the twentieth century
as some intelligent people have ignored
it in the nineteenth. It is pleasant to
g,uiey.
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* entire stook of dross f oede. This *Peet. Clare—What was that? I:Alth-�
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hear all this, of course, but there is no
occasion for idle boasting. On the con-
trary, the greater the possibilities of de-
velopment, the greater the need for ser-
ious thought and earnest work.
The Dizziness of Mrs. Goodiey.
[ Detroit News.]
William Goodley was married three
months ago.
Last week ho joined a secret society
well know all over the world. '
Last night Mrs. William Goodiey
asked bum:
"Dearie, aren't you sure you still love•
me?"
"Yes, love," said William.
"And are yon sure you still love
me?"
"Of course, I do, darling."
"Well, then," said she, "tell me the
password of that society von joined last
night."
"On one condition," said William.
who was in a tight corner, "I will tell
you. Yon must promise never to repeat
tt again."
"I promise," said she, quickly, eager-
ly.
Whereupon William Goodley gravely
remarked.
" Magelliellinellikazenalottaruvistuai-
izabellilliwink amanagalilooerloo."
At last accounts Mrs. Goodiey was.
still dizzy.
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for well and favorably known house of solid
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direct from headquarters. Expenses money
advanced. Position permanent. Address.
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...FOR...
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Morbus, Cholera Infantum,
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and all Looseness of the Bowels fi
Children or Adults.
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Extract of
is an instantaneous cure. It has been
used in thousands of homes for sixty
years, and has never failed to give
satisfaction. Every home should
have a"bottle so as to be ready in
case of emergency.
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"I can recommend Dr. Fowlers Extract of Wild Straw-
berry as the best medicine I have ever used for
Diarrhoea and all summer complaints. I always keep
it in the house and praise it highly to all myfriends."