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The Wingham Times, 1898-07-08, Page 7W .LN U l..A..r1 'ELVES, ES, JULY 8, 059s, tea ,0" st'earaaassa" • ger W"tARCHMONT DA LOhY(ti Cr.T Ise eY tea AVYNole AuTMore- OF . te "enema TtOADLCY.33ams. 'THE MYSTERY pfrelgIrlp2t MAK 'DV WHOSE 1'iAND'P..0 0 'TKE OLD POLL MYSTERY t;cT cu. O 4 w v Site broke the Feel til the letter and aeneci it and almost instantly sbrauk gether, while a look Of intense pain read over her strained face, which irnecl as white as salt. "What is the matter? Is ho dead?" led Sir Jaffray, alarmed and think - g of Mr, Leycester. "Beryl shouldn't end news like that so suddenly. The hock's enough to make auy cue ill," By an effort Lola fought down some f her distress. "No, he is—not dead," she answered ery slowly, as though the words rained her. "It was not—not that. I mnot well, dear." She smiledfaiutly and weakly, as if to reassure him. "I ad a—a pain in any heart; that's all. t's not dear Beryl's letter or—news. Chere's nothing—nothing about death n it, only to say—she can't get hero rgain for a day or two and—would ike mo—to go to—her; that's all." She folded the letter and put it away in leer pocket, where it lay against that which she had had from Pierre. It.naight well cause Noe pain, short hough it was. It ran thus: ,\ DnA11EST LOr.A—Come to 1110. I jtUow the dreadful load you are bearing, and my, heart s wrung for you. I know you t.re strong' and rave, but the trial ahead of you would te`St. he strongest and bravest. It 'breaks me down o think that it is to mo that this has cone to bo known. Conte to me and help me to shape, the course ahead. When I think of you in that desperate man's power, I shrink with fear.' Como to me. Your friend always, BERYL. : Tiro end was closer than ever. There was no mistaking either Beryl's rpeauing or the kindness with which She wished to temper the blow which • she knew her letter must strike. But the blow had to be struck. "Como to me and help me to shape• the course ahead." Lola knew well enough the only meaning which those' words could have. The truth had to be made known and that at once. Sho turned cold and shivered at the' thought, and, seeing her shiver Sir Jaf- fray, who had no clew to the mental, suffering which she was enduring, set it (town to illness. "You are ill. Lcla," he said very gently and soothingly. "I shall send for Dr. Braithwaite.", And he turned .to leave tho room. "Don't go," She pleaded. "Don't leave me for a minute. Take me to your arms once more, Jaffray." '('Duce more?' What do you mean, sweetheart?" he asked in astonishment. • "(Rod forbid that iny arms should ever be closed to you!" "Aye, God forbid itt" she cried. "Now pet me and soothe me as you used to wish to do in the days when I wouldn't let yon." He tock her in his arms, and then. sittiug down in the. long, low easy chair where she had been lie drew her' ou to his lap and held her there like a' tired child, holding her head to his heart and smoothing her fnce and her: hair, kissing her and murmuring soft, caressing words to her. "You're not often like this to me," she murmured, opening her lovely eyes and glancing up into his and smiling faintly. "Your touch is like what the -wave of a mesmerist's hand }Oust be when ho wafts away pain." For answer he kissed her again. "Have I nada you happy, Jaffrey?" she asked after a long pause: By way of answer this time he bum- . med the snatch of a song, "If this be 'vanity, vanity let it be," au old, teas- ing trick of his u hen she had scented to look for a compliment from him. "Yes, I am vanity today, but an- swer," tae urged. "My darling wife, I have never known since I was a child and felt the presence of my riother's Iove such hap- piness as yon have brought lute my life. That from iny soul," he said earnestly, kissing her. She kissed him in reepouse and lay for a moment quite still in his arms. Then suddenly she asked : "If I were to die, Jaffray, Would it break your Heart?" "Don't, Lolaa—don't even think such a thing." "But I mean it. Would it?" "It would close it against ever hold- ing such a lova in any life again," he answered, and • his voice Was like that of one in pain. "1 am selfish, but I am glad of that. 1 event no one ever to take my place, even to blot out the memory of this time, whatever happens." "You are talking very strangely, child. 'Whatever happens'--wli.at can that mean?" "I am feeling very strange, Jaffray," she answered, taking his hand and rub- bing her oft cheek against it and kiss- ing it. "You laugh. at my presenti- ' menta, but you do not laugh me out of thein, I ln'lieve that if the could lift the few 'Veil m. us the next telt hides fro tiny:+ no t 1•ou,ld see a trouble that might make t.,; a,.,tliWish we were dead rather than Have .to face it. ,, Nae legume," she said, puttiltg her hand on his lips when. he was going to. break iu and in- terrupt her. "It is this which is fright- euing me, and it makes me anxious to get a pledge front you of your love. Don't blame rile and don't laugh at me; but, whatever happens, remember today and remember our love." "Are yon fearing anything that etln Happen, child?" he asked earnestly. Her words seemed more than a mere presentiment. For a moment the issue to tell or not to tell hung in the balance, and she al- most nerved herself to Clare all and opeu out her confession while be was in this he ordered out a saddle horse and rode verge or the letter true evidence of a to Leycester Court, suying nothing to twart battling with au overwhelming any one of his intcutiou, sorrow and driveu in twill itself for When he came betel:, his face was lack of the helping counsel of womanly very stern and pule. sympathy. "Has Ludy Walcott returned?" be Tho reading of the letter left her asked instantly, and the servant told completely battled and bewildered. him she lied not and lauded him a let- "What eau it mean, Jaffray? Whet ter. Glancing at it, be recognized Lola's *eau the poor girl mean? Have you no hundwritirg, and he caught his breath sort of clew, nothing of any laud to as if in pain. . guide you? What does she mean?•— "When diel this come and bow?" he 'Would to God that I could still put aekccl shortly. ',husband!'" You don't—•you've no "A messenger brought it about an Pewit to doubt her?" hour ago, Sir Jaffray,." enseveted the "Nous," answered Sir Jaffray stem - man. ('tie said lie had bceu paid to ly. "I would answer for her against bring it over on horseback," the world. She has been driven to this "Front where? Do you know the lust desperate act by something—heaven man?" knows what—from which I could not "He olid not say where he came from, shield her. Why did she not tell rno?" sir, and he'ste stranger to me." '(What could there be to tell?" "You should have asked hint," re- "How can I even guess, mother?" plied the baronet angrily. "Can we look to the past for a clew, He held the letter in his grasp, and it do you think? Has she ever told you seemed to barn his laud. the history of the years with her Holding himself in restraint, he event futher?" quietly to the library, and, having shut "Never a syllable that would throw the door care fully behind him, tore open II a gleam of light on such a mystery as the (nvelope with fingers that shook. 1 this. Of course not. I tell you it is in - The tir^,t words were enough. explicable, absolutely a mystery. But Ile went to the door hurriedly tom now there is no time for mere talk. 1 mood, But he spoke and broke the spell. "I sometimes think, as I have told you, that there is something." And the tone in which he spoke drove back the impulse and mode her silent. She teemed to read in it an unwillingness to forgive, a sternness that sho knew was in his character, uud it chilled the words even as they rose to her lips. So the moment passed, and nothing teas said save that she turned the ques- tion with au evasion. "1 am fearing something," she said, "and if only I could guess what it was Rncl 'whit shape it would take and what it woulcl'l do I should be batter again. As it is yeet Oust not scold me, but love me, Jaffray,- always love me, always, and ]:ear with me when I am like this, but always think of me with love." Then she was silent, and after a time, when he had soothed her and petted her, she fell asleep in his arms, b.er last thought of him being that which a kiss suggested. Ho held her while she dept—it was not long—and thought of all she had said and won- dered whether it had any hidden moan- ing, and, if so, what. .And he looked at her as she slept and was pleased when a smile flickered over her face, and he kissed it before it was gone, and kissing her he woke her, and she smiled still more broadly and sweetly. "That is the sweetest sleep I have ever had in my life, Jaffrey," she said —"in your strong, safe arms, kissed to locked it to prevent any one surprising him in his hour of agony Rud humilia- tion and (tisgracs. Lolu's letter told him in plain words that she bad fled froin home, never to return, • CHAPTER, XVIII. A mew. The letter which Lola had sent back to her husband to explain her flight was to him quite unintelligible, and the more he read it the less could he understand her motives iu writing it: must act. I roust be doing something, or. I shall go mad." Lady Walcote paused a moment and 'watched Sir Jaffray as ho walked rap- idly from.one end of the room to the other, grasping the letter in one hand, his stern, gloomy face bent forward. "There are two people who may know something that may help you -- Mrs. Villyers and that Frenchman, M. 'Ionian. You bad better sea there both," said Lady Walcote deliberately. "If you eau get u glimpse of her reason for leaving here, Willey help you to nIY DsAREsr—Would to God that I couldguess where she would be likely to go,. still put "husband!" But, my dearest ever and always and everywhere, what will you say, what will you think, when you read. this and know' that we are never more to Ineot on this •earth? As I write you ]cavo just left nie. Yot1r kisses are still 'burning on any lips, your love warming my desolate heart, your touch lingering on my face and lay hair, your truth keeping me e i n • strongin resolve to right you, your words of love singing in my ears. But that was our last caress. Now our love to nothing but a memory, and -this act of mine may even blot out yours. You will never see mo again, Jaffray, and I platy you. never tc. seek Inc.. Between tut there is a bar that noth- ing can break clolvn, and, though I ant not al- together guilty toward you, I and not altogetlr or innocent. I would sooner have died than 4:we done this, It would have been so easy ju to die in your alms, but I could not take n (nue away 'with me, and I think I have done ]what alone can, euro some port of the evil that I have wrought. I cannot tell you what it is. I pray you may never know. Ty - day p•day when I lay in your arms I nearly told you all, nearly opened tho flood gates of all' the mut. "What was at about? Lola? sorrow and the pain and the distractimetrow We, and just let •it all conte out, bet some- thing happened, a word you said. or a tono 1 "Yes,"answered Sir Jaffrey after a thought I heard, and I stopped, and all was moment's heeitatiou. "I found the beg - blackness and gloom again. T1 (re is noway gar actually trying to hurt Lola. I be - but this and no end for inc b t death, though Neve he meant mischief, too, and I thatt U et On Ling I ask—try "TVhcnt thiel this come and ltomel" he aslccd shortly. sleep and kissed to wakening. It makes me strong for 'whatever may come." With that she rose, and, with a langh and A last kiss that his recollection of her might bo all of love and bright- ness, she scut him down stairs happy and loving. In all the time of stress and pain that followed that last look of her haunted his memory always, and bo learned to blame himself sorely for hav- ing been 20 dull and blind as not to have seen before him the stormeloncl of trial and tronble and suffering that was about to burst. As it was he thought chiefly of her love for him and only speculated in a vague and general way as to the cause of the moodincssinwhich he had found her. .At dinner time Loin, diel not appear, but a message canto from her that elle had felt uneasy about Beryl and had determined to go over and see her. "How odd Lola isl" exclaimed Mrs. De Witt when she Beard this. "Why, this afternoon she got mo to go over to Beryl, and then when I got back I couldn't flncl her anywhere to give Beryl's zuessage." "She is aanxionS about Beryl; that's all," said Sir Jaffray, and so the sub- ject passed, but the dinner without Lola was very constrained, and Sir Jaffray was more disturbed than he cared to show. As soon as it was finished and he was alone he told the butler to find tut what time the carriage was ordered' to bring Lola back. The reply was that the ear - ]thou t any k v been ,sent back t y had ' e rrag, d that Lola was to return in of the Leycester our carriages. 'rill,; surprised, him Very much. And rielf reproaele 0.e. glue rend between -.e and so to trace her. You mean to look for her, of course?" "I will never rest till I find her and bring her back," be cried passionately, "if I spend the rest of my life in the search! But I at absolutely at a loss even to guess where she would be like- ly to go, and it drives me mad." had, after all, gone there or 'whether "There are people Whose business it she could help him in deciding in what „ search. Erect ion to begin in his tell a search. a g ]:est is to mat "Yes, I shall have down the best, When he reached the Court, however, man I can hear of, but I want to be he found the place in darkness as com- doirig something myseit" plete as that at Mrs. Villyers', save "Then you had better see Mrs. Vill- only for a light from the windows of yen and M. Turriau." the sick man's room, and, feeling that "I had a row with the Frenchman he could do no good by rousing Beryl today and kicked him out of the place. merely to put a question to her and to I can't go to Mini." receive an answer which lie knew only "Yon did what?" cried his mother, too well would be that Lola had not turtling quickly to him in her astonish- been near the place, Sir Jaffray turned his horse's bead again and rode straight for the manor. leo ria: co�rzmuen.] .ts•q'ne'`went be tooiz up the train of thought which his mother's words had suggested and lairs. De Witt had en- forced. Was there any connection be. twee» that scene sat the Morning and Lola's flight? Had that villainous cow- ard anything to do with forcing them apart? By heaven, if be had—and un. der his breath Sir Jaffray swore a deep, strong oath --he should pay dearly for it. But how could it possibly' be so? If the signs of a true and deep love were ever shown for a man, Lola had shown them for him that day both by word and act. Not for a moment world he distrust iter --no, not if all the world were against her to swear away her faith and truth and love for him. He would ]incl her and bring her back. That he vowed to himself, and the thought that he could do it com- forted and cheered him and lifted him in a measure above the choking flood of misery and regret. He would hold to that resolve—to that and to bis un- dimmed love for her. When he reached Mrs. Villyers' house, all was in darkness. It `vas late, and the household bad gone to bed. Till that moment ho bad had a faint, flickering hope that he should find Lola there. But the darkened house quenched the hope. If she had been there, there would have been some signs of an un- usual stir iu the place instead of the unpromising darkness. He roused the household, and when the servants came shivering and irrita- ble to know who it was and what was wanted he learned that Mrs. Villyers was from home and hacl been away for two or three weeks. Asked whore she was, they gave him an address in North Devonshire, and that WAS all the in- formation he gained by the long night ride. Then ho turned his horse's head homeward, choosing the road which would take him past Leycester Court ou bis way. He was half minded to go and rouse Beryl and find out whether Lola Danger m Win Cans. Open a cath of peaehes, apricots, cherries or other fruit---i'or alt fruit Is acidulous—let it stand for soma time, and the fruit acids and the tins are ready to do their 'vol lr of poison- ing. A chemical knowledge that tells just how t lie dangerous com— pound is created is unnecessary to an avoidance of the peril. The Pule to follow is' never to tn,tite lelno*lade or other acidulous dt inks In•a tin hula - et nor allow them to stand in a vessel of tin, and in the wase of canned fruits or fish immediately upon open- ing the can, turn the contents out upon an earthenware plate or into a dish that is Trade of earthenware or glass. Fruits in hermetically sealed cane, if properly prepared, generate no poison. As soon as opened the sotiort of the acid on the atmosphere begins, and in a short time the result is a. deadly poison, This brief treat- ment of the question should be re- membered by every one, and its instructions followed. The general press also should aid in disseminating this simple knowledge. --Popular Science News. may 110 e y not to thiol: 311 of me. Nu'vcr believe I have horsewhipped him and turned him out." not loved you with myy,'ttholo heart. Never "You frighten me, Jaffray," ex - doubt that in • any wild stories which may claimed his mother, turning pale and ever reach you eitlier'as to tho past or the fm taro. If I ani driven to what may look like grasping the arms of her chair. "Can evil and.wronk,,�0id crime, remenlberit is only there be any connection between that for your salip•'and because there is no other and this?" way. And�now goodby, goodby 1 I can hard -5 "I never thought of that,,, he an- ly writ cylor the tears which scald 11y eyes• Alt, utfl The last word I shall over say to y moored in a voice low and anxiOUS. your Think, Jaffrey, tho last word: My heart "I'll find him and drag out of him is as broken ;ts my life. But I must say it— every syllable he knows." goodbyl Lot A. "Be cautious, Jaffray. Ho may be a The writing of the Ian few lines of Jan erOAS mflll." the letter was bleared and blotted and "He has more need to be afraid of me irregular where Lola had not been able than I of him," he answered, and soon to keep her tears from running on to after he left his mother and went away the paper or to hold her hand steady as to make his preparations. she had.. penned the words. Remembering that Mrs. De Witt was Sir Jaffray's eyes were dim enough as he read the letter and tried to find some reason for what had been done. What coulel it wean? The letter was the plaint of a broken n heart, and every word and syllable cf it spoke to the love with which Lola loved hit. And yet she had left him. Ho sat alone battling with the prob- lem for a time and trying to think what was best to do, and when he could see no gleam of light ho went out to go to his r�iother's room, carrying the letter in his hand. As he was crossing the hall it oc- curred to him that he must give some reason to the servants for Lola's absence, and, ringing for her maid, Ito said that she had been detained at Leycester Court and would not be home. Then Mrs. Do Witt, hearing him, came out of the drawing room. "Do you know I'm all alone, Magog?" she said in a bantering voice, and then, changing her tone at sight of his face,. in the drawing room alone, and that he Living on Faith. Pointed Paragraphs. No man ever sees his faults through a magnifying glass. It is always surprising how much deeper a hole after one gets into it. Too many of our coming mere seem to be handicapped from the start. About the only thirga man wants after Le gets al: the money he needs is more. Lying *ill never become a lost art until all the men and women, have been buried. Speculating. sounds more refined than gambling, but a fellow loses equally as much. Doctors used a lance to bleed their patients iu olden times. Other methods are now employed. Any.fool can distinguish between, vices and virtues, bat it takes a wise, inan to act according to his under- standing. It is well enough to put your trust in Providence, but it's unwise to go around looking for Providence to pull you out of.—Chicago News. There is a fatherly appearing old gentleman on Warren avenue whose age has not alienated his love for the world and the ways thereof'. He has lived welt for years upon generous contributions from. rich relatives and is as :ice from care as the proverbial lily. The other day this venerable citi- zen was accosted by an advocate of the faith cure who told of the wide credence that it was gaining among the people and of the wunderful healing powers is had developed "Di you believe in it, sir? "Indeed I do. In fact, I'm a liv- had promised to go back to her, he turned ing, breathing example of that same neas he passed the door. o was sitting by the fire and got up healing power." "You delight inc. What has your es hce.entered. She looked very serious experience been ?" and distressed and spoke 'without any per Well, sir," chuckled the sip old afi'.ectation, as though the consciousness that he was in trouble bad frightened geiltleinan, "there is not a stroke of her into being natural. work to my credit for the last `l5 "You are in real trouble, I can see. If years. Daring that period I have I can help you, say so. You can trust bad faith in any relatives and have me, and a woman's wit is sometimes been well heeled alt the time.—De- worth having." I troit;Free Press. "I will tell you tomorrow, he said. "Meanwhile"— "There is no need to put off the news. Lola has gone away. I ban see that— and .you are blind. Where is that Tur- rian?" He started at her words and looked earnestly at her for a moment. "I will tell you_ tomorrow," ho re- peated. "Meanwhile you must excuse me for this eveuiug, and tomorrow—I am sorry, but I must ask you to bring your visit to a close, lily wife Will not she asked: "What is the matter? What be well enough, I fear, to get back, and has happened?" I myself shall be away." "Nothing is the matter in which yon "Why don't you trust meY" she asked can help, th£Ink you," lie answered dFt- a little warmly and with a suggestion liberately. "I am soxry yon are alone, of reproach and defiance in her looks. but Lola has been kept at Leycester .,It is not a case of trustteir distrust, Court and will not be home tonight. I but tonight there is nothiufi to tell." Q ,(shrug - Will retorted, c elf.r to to sshe g row will," e , am probably going over the y As you �\ > Will you wait for a few minutes in the drawing room and I will see you pres- ently?" There was something in his manner which shook all the frivolity out of Mrs. De Witt, and withont a word she went back into the room, feeling grave and troubled. Then Sir Jaffray went on to his mother's room. "Mother, there is trouble. Help me what to think and what to do. Lola seems to have been driven by soma cause which 1 cannot in the least understand to take the desperate stop of leaving the Manor. Listen to this." And he read the letter. orders, all la Sho sat and listened in the deepest oneCourt ri tiger pain and not without steno twinges of ging her shoulders. "Still you can have iny advice even if you, won't give me your confidence. Find, the Frenchman." He made lie answer, but turned and left the roomand "went to the library. Taking an old London directory, he searched among the private inquiry agents until ha found a name which he remembered -•Gifford of Southampton row, London. He wrote out a telegram asking hint to come down at once on All 'argent matter, and this ho sent by a mourited messenger to be dispatched from a town ton guiles •away where the 0ftice was open all night. 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