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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1905-10-05, Page 71 TIEg WINGIEA.& TIES OCTOBER 5, 19O5 A Wicked Girl. #t#MM.SA BY MARY CECIL HAY, $4,1 t�l Author of `" Righted At Last," "Carried Away" 44 Batik to the Old - otue," Etc, Etc. was done to the horses, or the chilli, keen al1•a to drive away. Still, even or ate, or anything, Steven" (looking , her timed dyes it you in Leopard's cottage?" sta•itenect upon his, "Is Ella hurt?" "Yes; I only recognized yon Just '"She has found—what she meant in tiute to get out of sight." for you," "I spoke of you to the old min as "Stettin!" his soft, Oh, Steven, you surely---" It was only the fierce look upon his ",have not been there ever since? face, not any meaning she had et- Oil, no. I only came down here tos fetched to his words, which brought day about my thlugs from home, and 'that cry front her lips. because, like the fool; I longed ter "1 mean," he said, his whole ex- one glimpse of you.' ,pression changing at that cry, and ""It was I.eppard's son who told us he knelt bareheaded beside the girl of—seeing you in the sea," t.iie loved, and looked down upon the ""It was Leppard's son who face at which she gazed so piteously, brought his boat and a suit of kis for he had read the- truth •and, knew' clothes and took ire up and off. she had not, "that for whatever bard ,)own, arranged it all the day before. I .thoughts I have had of her, I beg knew I could truse hint; for he is a forgiveness of the sister who loved faithful fellow. Once, just at first I !her." And as he spoke, he took evas tempted to really do what I • with reverence the living hand, and seemed to have done, but I thank the dead one that it clasped, and God I had not fallen quite so low ;lifted both to his Ups. as that. I lived"—she did not seen! 'She has fainted. How could she to know, but she remembered after- 1:have been hurt?" Derry asked, 1 ward how tightly her hand was held • watching the still, pale face and the in his while he spoke --•."and if my , mute Iips. whole life had been a rnisery to me I "I think," he answered very quiet- have to -day been recompensed." ly, "that she could not measure dis- tance f "Even yet." said Derry, her lovely while the ponies started, and , that she fell with her head against desolate eyes still on his, "I have :a stone. But perhaps it was not eves! _ never thanked you." that. Perhaps it is natural that in 'Spare me that. Oliver can thank such an instant her heart --I trust me, he whispered, his harsh tone ;get help, There is a man with the showing what the news of her en - ponies, and I told the child to wait gagement had been to hint. "Do you there too," remember"—he was making a brave "But you," she said, looking at the attempt to speak lightly, seeing the tint/miner dress, "do not wish to be pain in her face—"how little you ap- :seen. You had conte this wily be- predated the beautiful hue of my ••cause nobody seemed to bo here —tfirst morning at • and I do not wonder! Could 'not. the little girl go? You do not wish to .b known; o no n and i— I cannot leave ea Ella. She must not Wake to con- sciousness and I not be near her." "1 don't care who sees me," he . said, rising to his feet, but still look- ing down mpott her. "I shall be quickest—unless you don't like to be left. Do not think of my safety." "You could not be really unsafe," .she said; and while she spoke—the grave, sad woman looking up into the face of the grave, worn matt — one of those strange flashes of mem- ory recalled their jesting each other like boy and girl under the old bea- con. And was the time between to be counted only by weeks? :'You know that no discovery of the truth could ever hurt you," "Then you know?" His voice was .stirred by deep emotion, yet very quiet, "That was what I feared." • "You know?" "Yes,': "You knew before you—" snow it was only id, hntaruy again at the unsuitable dress), "was "iiteven," she said "Oh; Steven, that was what I have Ifeared." Ile smiled as if her words had not • been serious, and then he was gone: . and she had only to sit and stroke her sister's hair and whisper loving unanswered words in the solemn loneliness of the hill -side. , Presently the little child, white and sick with terror, crept to her side . and tried to put ono little bony hand between the fingers that clasped El - s la's. I said I sawr 'ire," she 'whispered, ' "and I did sawr 'im, didn't I?" Derry answered only by a kind vtouch upon the thin fingers, for though she tried, she could not smile; . and then strickenly she bent to kiss , the face against. her breast. Though she thought it a .long hour,' it was in reality not many minutes before two men carate running • up with a light hurdle and a• mattress. They • arranged the carriage rug upon it, • then Steven himself laid their burden there, and Derry, unstrapping Ella's light water -proof from the carriage. wrapped it round her and stood with ' the unresponding hand in hers, ready , to walk beside her sister home. "No! Let ' the filen go alone. and .ever so slowly, wilt you?" entreated ,Steven, "It will be far better that yon should be at hone first, for then' is notch you can do before they come. I luckily found Corfe's groom, and I .can trust him to take yott, if you .will let hint drive the ponies home. T have sent for Mrs. Martin's doctor 1 o go at once to the Pines. Oh. my. -- ,if I might but help you myself!" "You have," she answered, sim- ply. "Po not look so sad, Steven. I.11a otten has fainted: and no harut `Prolonged Torture of Piles you. I asked you if you knew, but you needn't answer oven that, for I'm Sure yon know. I have +teen it in your face. Was it long ago you Sound it out? ()r was it that day you played to nte? I feared you !night have known on that morning when Miss Ella's parrot carne to you --for safety. When, I walked here in search of it. she cume too after me. She fount it -- and killed It. Don't, please. Sit still, and look out: of the window as s'ntt were when I carne in. I trust tell you. It is a sort- .of justice, and it will be over soots. 1 hase no one to shield. now. Oh, my pool', poor child! She tried once to kill Vito.. You surely saw how the dog shunned her, yet I've seen her ellen and often kind to him, and coaxing and feeding him, She tried to hill hint, because Mr. Miles loved him. Every one Miss Ella loved was to Powe het' only—as I slid; as Mrs. Mare tin did. '!'hen it was all well. it was only if any one Came between --- It is hard to understand, only I sup- pose jetilousy always is. Jealousy cov- er can be understood. Ilut, Miss Der- ry, it w•as more than that in her. It was so strange, bemuse but for that site was goad, and kind, and patient, wasn't she?" --eagerly, but without waiting for a reply. "And it came so seldom. It was from her chIld- hood -- her motherless childhood, and no ane ever understood; no one ever saw it but the. I always want- ed a, doctor asked, but how could I ' aro? et t dIone when tliou h't la could uelevert t doctor to—some lady. r earned it, sr:d or from thee 'him. elt). either that moment moment her k she l; g perhaps better front that day I trieJ not to 1+>acu glanced at him and smiled. might have known her, %V you dune, i was terribly whether her brain was different, and "whatever grief are has, She tries he alight have helped her --- or us, afrni+l at first that you had a sus- to defy," he nutrmured, bending his but I never could propose it, because plc ion. 1 Pound you hadn't, and af- dreamy face to his work again. it would have been so dreadful to let ter that 1 was afraid you would Could she be repenting that she Iter father have such fears as I have ltnd out. Lately, Miss Derry, I've refused her uncle Joseph's offer to always had. 5o I could only stay kno\rrt what you sull'ervd. I Ln,t:v make her his heir if she would give with her -- always with her, whet! I why you rescued her from that tun!- up her profession) or his proposal to could. You told me once I was nev- rima, but then I feared still more, pay both their expenses if her father er fond of you as I was of Miss Ella, )terause you had cable between her would bring her out to America to and I said if fond was the right word, and \1r. Oliver, 1 `knew your only visit him, on the understanding that I'd no need to be. You couldn't un- 111°tivr, and, Miss Derry, T just trans sho would consider this? If it were derstand, of course, Even as children to tell you there was one reparation that, why, it was not too late, per - you were so dilTerent. She never — I could make, and I have made it. haps, to change her mind, and he iliiss Derry, I Seel as sure as of my Lo'n.b ago I wrote all this doi\n, I would undertake to make all smooth own life, that she never thought she was afraid Hoath tiiiglt't prevent me. with Joseph. True, he was very committed any awful sin. It was no I e\ rote it all, and it has been ltid- much occupied just then, and un - more to her than a blow is to many den ever since. Now, 1 have sent it very much occupied just then, and un - a person. I read once of some awful to Mr. Oliver, and I have told hint usually anxious to work now while green coo on your rs m r t torpor people have --- very, very wil:' you have accepted ltim, for I , he might, as who could tell whether n', thank Heavens—and--anti the didn't know, I guessed, that notlt_ insLlnet this threatening of his sight .vete not Hayrack's? I positively. thought then. to kill, a sort of in else would have made you, for more serious than he was permitted that I ..Quid rather appear ignoutini- madness few, , and I think sho had I saw by your face you were tui,cr- to believe? Still everything must ously attired before almost anybody it. ]et, except for that, able --as he might have peen. Tt give way for Derry's sake, But then than you, yet hero you see me, h sees what would slio imagine if he re - “Is hatedto give, or even to sec ..3 bare justice to do that, and— g Is it airways to be trifling between Lain. She has nursed Mrs. Marr!.. and there's no need to heel' my ,e., vetted now to Joseph's offer, merely you and me?” she asked, in passion- nuttily, untiringly; and ine. Put trot now. She's at rest, She's•— to urge its acceptance, after his un-• ate quietness. "Where shall you be? then we Loved her hest. Arid so did who knows, Miss Derry? .1. have concealed delight in her rejection of When shall you--" Mr. Miles for a time. Then some Beard her pray, Oh! I have hear:! it! It might even make her think "Never! Nowhere!" he answered,. or,e—not here, • no one Miss Ella her pray often and often, though perhaps that he detected she was not rapidly. "I still going out of your keen' or even saw—came between uocer praise. I used to think it odd. happy! As she knew how terribly ho life now, not to trouble it again. 1's thrus. butshould miss her, how was he to not it strange that only this very Khat. one it wasn't. Perhaps to make her quite sure he wished her to afternoon --when now I know that de. first she scented gentle and evas that awful emptiness in .he oto Uncle Joseph. She could read Porbcarinf; over it; but --I feared. brain that she could not help. We g your wheels must have been closed And 'then there came—that night. don't understand, do we? She looks hint like a book, and knew that the behind rue—I was thinking what a studio would be desolate to' him short time it is, after all?" lie was to have been at the Pine in at rest. When I look at her now 1 without her. How could he hide all "Alto strange," she asked wistful- the afternoon, and he was net. end cannot believe it all, but then often this? ly, "that it houid be just thea you --at meta she went. I follutved I. and often 1•eoutd not before. I mar "You've no right to indulge such —fearing 1 ' overtook her on par- camas to tell you this, Miss Derry. f; my presence, Pat. thought of death? I often do." Nee don't try to speak to me, est_ long thoughts in "Oh, 1 don't know" (avoiding eft- _ and begged her to go bed< It is not polite." glance at the quiescent form borne with me, but she would not. the pecinlly if you feel kind. I can't ""Never mind my thoughts Derry," was quite gentle and kind with au+, beer a kind word to -night. I'll see from them), "any more than I know •re �rettin I had cone out 'In the yen again.' • Ne, please, Miss Derr,'. whyou should, as you say you do, dark -ut least, it was dark but fm. Oh, I'm all right. 1 shall stay with often think of • death, in your a little moonlight—but she firmly Mrs, Martin," perfect health, and with your future ordered uie to go back, while she The light of the shaded lamp in happily shaped before you—and to 'weer on, and s 1 could eat force the old oak library at the Tower felt be happily shared. It is not for ,i.. self .upon her further. Ilttt 1 wOtrtei on Oliver Basset's bent head as he you. No, only for me" (speaking is p sat writing.His sister, sitting a quirt, passionate despair, while not go back. I waited just •crFinS op - a Pend • lay still in his close par:- tie l'stre, and it was rue she 1111111 posits^, had just dropped into her lap ink clasp. and• tho eyes she used to saw' w•hu calm from irelan'i to tell, a sheet of paper closely covered, and 1 .knmw what he had to say, and I was now looking across at her Iwo - think ro fierce as fool as mdanci11. I should have been tried if Mr. Steven then, with a real pride as well as hell hers); "to feel how true it i s that 'Ml of life's cry, just of weed- : 1eeset hadn't— Oh, Miss Perry! 1 tenderness in her eyes. never, never shall understand his ""lott have read it, Primrose?" ho ness and woe, love.' " asked, glancing upas if he had be - And with that last word uttered , say'n:, that, g •'ac) one saw her. She was so come conscious of her gaze. "It is lingerii:gly, but not sorrowfully, he 1 light, and fleet, and—always deer. a Titifui narrative, isnot it?" turned away. CURES Ilasset;s, who, in a fit of intoxica- pltlnsintheStomaob,Cboleri.Cholers tion, httd acted as if he were guilty? Jsorbus. Choler& Intantntnr Se& Wk. Had not the Bassets expressed thent- iieSB Summer Complaint, doll �� selves satisfed rwitlt the unpublished confession, and had not t}to flintily Fluxes of the Dowels. name been cleared of all suspicion? ORS been in we tor nearly SO oil'' h"o' it could not be any lneawry of that murder which had left on his end has never WWI to give relief. daughter's face suclt deep gravity. He looked across at her again. In her gammon 1I. e core th Te► her own -especial n r Of long studio, Derry Umar was plying lter'ehisel diligently, the October sen- shino falling upon her, while her father's end of the room 'was in shadow, Yet, though his windows were shaded•, and he was hard at work, he glanced constantly And an- ntousiy across at Ids naught er, lr,n.% every now and then had to force back front Itis lips the questions which " rose front., itis tender Iwurt. Mutt could it be, he wondered in his si- lence, which had changed her, and yet left her in se) many ways uncluanged? Ile had known all About the motive which had taken her to Dewring in the opening of the year, and which had kept her there, but that Mys- tery could not vex her now, for did not the Homo Secretary hold the con- fession of the unknown murderer—he himself having died soon after the Grse!ntery>r Di1r+t'rhoei, Crflmps, Coley crime had been laid to one of the sunny corner sho worked engrossedly, pale, but not really sad; thoughtful. but never really abstracted (her fa - Wes discouraged by Bse teles' suffering—Never expeetod tes be Well ag'/Iinr Meas. W. RoMvMSS, North Street, St. Melte •.arinses, and those husband has been caretaket .•afthe Central SchoolfarMotes years, steteet P14,1411 h to add My teatimes/ his -Dr. Oehler •Ointment. Yor thirty yews 1i was seventy .-all ioted with Woo*, hick eaves m*qf}e P. .1osgerl torture o s did, fol ingest smote be wall ataiti. lino* bee triiatal by Arai- elvers/ha hos gam +k rrejrcit.thetraattei t . mediesasvvolisut'eb- t 14ia she came from the Tower I !u:n• "Oliver"—Itis sister had come up 1 ed her, and she said, just in lice• aid to him, and fallen to her knees, PART VIII. CHAPTER I. roti'. kind and yet cold: I fel y.itt looking up with sw•inuning eyes— ! w:titea, then, :arab?' and I felt tit "Oliver, I lust tell you. I shall ei,,, : hate thyself till I also confess. I "Tial afterward, when 1 knew evl.t►t have Lad--sometimes—such a terri- m when fear.t nn tile, terriblet iblcI h• d been down at i he Tower ret: h>; "\o, Mrs. Eales, I don't V'liewa • that dagger Mr, !Shies nsrcl cis . tried to dissect it, ;vet there; making you can sem her, and what's more, ! ate most miserable: Dear, do you 1 don't think It's natural you should le -knife, I Loo l: care to be the remember that night? Do you re- exe.wet • it. , Her, sister , lying dead : lint to tell her, and I said: 'He just member that I sore You—out ;n the there, down at the Pines, and .tlrtt ! sat as usual, Miss Ella, so it :oust pal.''`' just„ after his—death? Do you cruel and baiNtasted Mrs, Martin I he a been same one he never sus- 1' Petted.' Yes,' slie said, quietly, .'I remember—seizing his hated, and not letting her stop there, though 1 know. Some one came between us, laying it against her lips and ctietk I'd never have abased myself to etsl: l \o elle eau sono between us row, "that you ani Miles had quArrel- it• if I'd been her. 1 'opo she won't ix,,, t speak of it any More, Snrt;h." ed, and yet that you told hie to Cor - see at.ybod3• out of those ungrateful et found in her pocket, crushed up, get it from that night? And that he !br- eve -01s, that's what I do. It's as un- a half -written letter from Mr. Miles must take his turn to sutler? Oliv- naturat as—as atwo-'ended calf or er. to tell you this is a bitter putt- ee -ant thing. I'm sick with crying tshment for the wrong I did you---" now, and Antos, too, and if we are, •-•-n-- Eat •• g-�j-- - -- -- -• "My dear," said Oliver, bending why, what she'd be herself I tun Can I]11 t�e11��{{ o� _ to 1:iss her, "tell me no more. It is fol dimness of his eyes. Ile would just Afriad to think. And alw'tt s Z+ not unraturaI, for it was most sharp her longing, too, and a con - kind and cheery to everybody, and ii77 strange that I should have liven stint, undying longing was very Nosing that good-for-nothing; little fh•r+ tact then I had been with hard to bear. She looked up again, nR,mml P IMC C1Ille Uutl11POPP,11 Iin111gHHl,0,, 90ODitO's AllegetablePrcparationfor.As- s1uiIaUi the 'oodetalBeguta- tu gtheStolltachs(ttl Mime's of Promotes Digesit'on,CheeTful- nessand Rest,Contains neither Opluln,Morplihle nor IvNifleral. NOT N, lc °TIC. <✓ara1trt.,llry Jl q dix d/x.Ju,rxr Jlodeego Saks -. "LlaSod • AppOrdN+ tcfudmr /gnx gel r iSd Aijai - Aperfcct Remedy for Constipa- tion, Sour Stotnach.Diarrhoea, Worms,Convutsions,Feverish- nessa:ndLOSS O* SLEEP. IncSitnite Signature of Giixla. NEW YORK. U'I11: 1 • ,. cry 35D`O EXACT !COPY OF WRAPPER. CAS 7 a, Fox Infants and Children. The Kind You Nave Always Bought Bears the Signature of la Use For Over Thirty Years CASTOR ' ' , r OCN7Al1N COMPANY. NCW YORK Cll.,. BEWARE QF SUMMER GER Will Cause Sickness Uuless Stomach is Strengthened! With Mi-o-na. One tablet of Mi•o•na taken before each meal during the summer months, whenever the stomach is out of order, or the digestion weak, will do more than any other treatment to prevent the diseases ceased by germy at this season If the stomach is weak so. that food said her father, almost cheerily, ae- does not readily digest in it. the food repting a kiss on his bald forehead. will become a sour, slimy. fermenting "You have plenty of your own to mass in the digestive organs, the ideal to. But if you must condition for germs to cause bowel attend attend" trouble, diarrhoea, or other summer ill - know "Ah, yes! it always has to pop out Hess' Mi'o-na will soothe and heal the irri- tinder my glittering eye," inter- ed tated moons membrane of the stomach polat"I was thinking how nice it would digestive tract, stimulate the solar be if you could take a. holiday for 'a plexus, and strengthen the whole nervous time. If Joseph would come over and fetch you," "I will go nowhere without you." "My dear, I ought to stick to my work now, for fear that my eyes --- Bless the child!" stopping abruptly with a lame attempt at having meant ' something totally different from what she had been about to imagine --"I have so much in hand that I could not be spared yet. I mean not just yet. But you've done too much lately. Why, bless me, I never saw any one advance as yott do, my dear. You deserve a holiday." "And you don't." said the girl. tenderly. "You have such need to improve, haven't you? You don't deserve a holiday, do you? And you haven't already done a very credit- able life's work, have you, Pat?" "I suppose"—after a pause—"it is nothing you could tell me, dear?" For an instant the girl's eyes fell, as she pondered. If her father shar- ed her knowledge— No; then he must share her trouble, too, and he bad his own to bear, especially the piti- iuip just to lose her own sister. No. I declare I won't go and ask her to see you. not likely, with your long fade, ar.c1 when site wouldn't be per- suaded down to sec stir. Oliver Pas - set that worships the ground that's under her, nor Miss Primrose that was always thoughtful of her when your painted missis-- Olt, don't took at met You haven't cried, 1'11 warrant, till you don't know what you say." "No." said Sarah, quietly; "I haven't cried* -,vet. Where sbatt I 111111 Miss hope?" incl her? Nowhere. She wouldn't be upstairs sitting in the dark if she wanted folk to find her. I don't s'pose she'd have had me refuse her to 11fr. Basset and his sis- ter, •arid Mr. Corte, and everybody if sit.. meant to see yott; and—" Ilett Sarah tales had not stopped to hear even so far. She knew w%ltidt Was Miss Ilope's bedroom, and did not even wait for an anstver to Per quiet rap upon the door. before she ()pined it and, went in, closing it nee hind her, and turning the key. "Miss Derry," she said then, in her quiet way, but without the old nto- erttotonv, "I'tn• cen►e.'• lief. 'Ideal deal v taieti*#_>M i Derry *as sitting at her unshaded o .msr thei�ecrerSee ev. ... • looking out, and she did not oh sulkier than turn. it was one of those soft gray sus "ere. !lean X ver. "nosily I. was feffW nights when the Mewl, yet it. week tusotetstought 0I 5 from it* full age, seenie to allow tio aeries •1)r. Chase's shadows. Oi*fit5,oat, Mad . Itis r ""MISS perry, just this once Y want t i)eN flew "'Z''' #t7 ro speak to you about it. it shall Mel** Bfaiod hitters. *tam tate test \ .4ia1 fryikfittot prem, I may sityto, i sr rt. , n. rid am nowfeellh afro& mid tveli a aril. , ` eft tybul os be of for less Breit ioreeu• , Do you-•••knts'ty, Mils Doerr?ut can eat ate Heil! he* imtbaut soy ill ,se:tt$charyrbox, Iwould net bewithout it." Mon% loot: at me in that sky. t t Dr. Chste'sOintment isp toiitivelt4goer• i not cruel to her—I don't think any after-effects, It gives Me great plesour* asteed cure for every Sociis of Imes, Itis safer, one could ever have said ''or thought•to recofnsneihd Y3urdockitlood Bitters, 'del titfYleif asttai.3elie a'a t!i,lltt "41101 ktitsik ! that of ine. I'm apt '6Vtt>' cruel ' to iiO cls. *bet, +st al dealers. •1 hetit weave bey life."' - - - - .._. . How many Dyspeptics can say that ? Or perhaps you are dyspeptiC and don't know it.. Have you any of these symptoms ? Variable appetite, a faint gnawing Leel. fag at the pit of the stomach, uttsaiis6ccd banger, a loathing of food, rising and souring of food, a painful load at the pit 01 the stomach, constipation, or art you 'gloomy tad miserable? Then you are a dyspeptic. the curt' is careful diet; !void stimulants and narcotics, do not drink at r#tekls, keep regular habits, and regulate the stomach and bowels with BURDOCK t'BLOOD BITTERS. 1.latare's specific for Dyspepsia. Miss Laura Chicoine, Belle Arise, Oue., Steve. Let us forget it all, for after- smiting bravely• rime!—•when i knew what had been g "I hate lots of thins to tell you c an<t y •t al! eras fn mystery—I Pat, when we aro less busy." remembered u i s h such a fearful pain, . "My dear, I can not help seeing hew you had said— What on earth something I can not understand. 'Why was I going ill 1 ell you?" the young did you go down to Harrack's llea- nmun cried. breuking off suddenly. con more than once this summer, for the words stung hint as he utter- when you must needs so hate the ed then.: to her, and suspicion could place, and when you only had an trot. take term in her gentle presence, hour or two there? And it is a lit- tle it," she asked, an5cionsly. tle odd to see you searching every "any thing I could have told yott ' magazine, always apparently to be about poor Steven? Oh! if he had I disappointed. And you have a only not died! But his name will • satire/1ng a xray of looking about among be chewed, won't it, Oliver? That facts wherever we arc, and --and parer will go to some in authority, you start at every sound." r\ reit it? Oii, poor Derry!" "If I start," said Derry, sadly, "do "I'rsmtose, go back, dear, now. you wonder, dad?" I'm writing to her. I must tell her "So, my darling," relieved instant- thpt 1 know her motive for that 13•, for here was the grip of a tangt- cliane•= which always puzzled t_ie, hie motive. "I do not wonder, since T'sss• iter eteceit'tattee of my hand at the terrible shock of Ella's death. ter her rejection of it. I must re. My poor little girl! Derry, do you 1e:s)s" her now." remember how prettily she used to "Von will tell her you will wait•'" watch us at work, and • amuse us by r\I:isl'ered Primrose, us proud of him telling us what she would do if she as sho \ens distressed for him,•.... were ,rich, and what splendid pees - eyes; I will give her heti' Awn eats site would give us? She was net thee. I will not trouble her--;'t•t. one for poverty, was she? While you NOM* you and I must do something." were ut\wnys-" he added, kindly (for it would not "Etisy as an old ohne, you used to says, f•'tseendetfnl curative powers'-� • 1 t and the depths of his train say. Don't forget the ancient meta - a s•o t c 1) •1 an ?hors. if yon please, Yes, I renter's - festwinter !,wits very thin, and was • disr,ni)ohstnient just yet, and in his t fast losing flesh *Wing to the run-down sister's watchful presence). "Should tier," 'tate of my system. Y suffered from t y'O�1 like us to go abroad together? Ile had gone back to his -work 7,ortf ago yon hied to say Quo ,•f cheerfully, while she idled near Mm; iyspepeia;toss of appetite#lid bad blood • ycur dreams Was to travel with so she waited, softly tliseussitig It, br X tried etierything t could get, but to tyle." wltttllin„+ to a syttipat)tctie aflente the tke purpose ; diets finally started to tie "Olt. what happiness!” she st;h- likeltthe ul itte der,heart}tenot ver blundered ed. to her own tasks until one. of her Abet that night, for the first titan ° lea g atA#di#g a►m• not ba main. There is no .teed of WI. ROM* • plafatttlepartdd,:aied,x' ! tlsiilii!tit}iodellfelet Ol`tifesftetiibilt+l, •e rev vw. I have no) one now to y since 'hat JAnuury sSvening arbor 1 father's patrons entered, and then tee o mites •tilts murdered, she tack her I were engrossed with their contersa- v violin from ifl4 ease. Not that otic tion. Then Idle 'dipped back to her :lul nt i' note, hute. held it in her corner, and tried to make up for tlost time, until a Ietter vvas brought 1 Irving han. and 011e.g.aln touch- her Seeing it 'was front Trn' twk'e 1:t1 it ldsit r l�tit iKcg 00 lips. . - •.... miller. le atom, she opened it with trembling system. This remrrkable renaedp will make the whole digestive system sot, healthy clean and sweet that fa id pea - not ferment, and any die•tase Ronne which may eater the stomach will be de- stroyed. Jost one small table oat of a 5+' most bon of Mi•o•na before eating, and yowl will have no headaches, backache, poor appetite, distress after eating, heartburn. furred tongue, sleeplessness, or generaY debility. It will tone ap the 11igestive• system and give perfect health anti strength. Take Mi•o•n'i now, and Walton Mo- Itibbon will guarantee to refund the, money if it does not cure. The risk iss, all his. haste. for only there was it known that Steven Basset Iived, and that she longed for news of him. Unlike htr discourses, Mrs. Frayd's letters were limited, and the sheet • Derry - opened was not half covered. Yet how much it seemed to contain: "Dear Miss,—a cousin of my dear departed frayd's" (the mistress of tiarrack's had become Mrs. Pickett now, but Derry never thought of her but as Mrs. Frayd) "is home from auierica and evas here this morning one day in new york her mistress took her to carry some soup and things to a sick dressmaker at the top of a tail house and left her out- side on the landing and as the next door was open slie looked in and saw my fotograf upon the chimnee and i know it is mr basset's I had only that one frame done so hand- some as she saw it of coarse dear antes it might have been left there or he might have given it away or it Haight be he is there the worse Is Asir late dear husbands cousin dont known the house a. bit but you Might gee. to know her mistress is mars emeatr living in cork house 9 avena amos do, sires duty penkus is kept in every day your respectful amelia picketer late fray d." Derry looked down the studio Witte darkened shining eyes. Her father was alone now, making a feint of not having observed that she was el: e grossed by a letter. "Dad"—she was at kis side before she had allowed herself time to filtapa any thought distinctly --"wilt yots take me to America?" ".ley—dear!" The sentence was rather short b need to be broken by a gasp. "There is somebody -- • X think there's somebody there." (To be continued.) SYCHI HAS TRIUMPHED OVER A N D VANQUISHED CONSUMPTION Had Galloping Consumption ' Twelve Years Aga—Lives To -day Throaith Using Psyahine. "It is twelve years ago since Psychin° cured chef of galloping eonsurnption. I caught the cold ,wode*, in'ff tlrif !Mian on the C.P.12. The'doctors saht Cher* view/in ltope'for ine: T had Night Sweats, Chills aoJ Fever, ard frequently toughed pieces of my lungs., I was fast sinking away. Was advised to try Psychists ;• and two months treatment put me right on my fee* agate. Have had no return of lung trouble s1nfie Psychine saved Me. Toelay I work on my faint near here. 1 am six feat tali and weigh over t i 5 pound% Use my testimouiet and photo if you so desire," Aug. nth,'04. A, n, MessVeRts. OSIYCHINB is pronounced t1+01 IEE3pf«� - Por sale by all drugaiete at $t.00'per bottle. VW" further advice or information lvrite or calf at Dr. 'I`. A. Slocum, timtttd, 1791{ing St. West, Toronto, Canaria. ITItiAL BOTTLE FREE.