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Exeter, NOT WISELY, BUT T03 WELL WNW 8014•1101•11•111MINIMOINIMINNO )R. 0. H. INGRAM, DENTIST. Succeosnr to 1T. L. Billings. Tato miter of the Royal College of Dental em goons.) Teeth ineertea with or without pea"e, in Gold orRnbher. A safeA.neathoti0 geien for the painless extraetion of teeth. Fine Gold Fillings at, Required. Oface over the Post Oleo. eIEDICAL mm lythe heir who would come atter him in, due ° ATTER 3;V. time, and keep the estates in the family. The body faints sore, But to me -- It is tired in the race. She breaks off abruptly, Do you know Erlebaoh? The faint wind front, the pine woods' Very likely not. You won't find it fu any blows over her head and ruffles the soft map or guide -book. or directions to fashion- dusky elites above her brow. In that dim able spas and watering -places. You won't light, with her pale, beautiful face turned find it by this name either, for its people upwards to the purple sky, she looks so Young, so fair, so sorrowful, that a rush of tears dims Lady Etwynde's eyes as she gazes et her. "I didn't think she would havetakeu her sorrow to heartlitre this. How little one knots s, after all !" she thinks to herself. A week drifts by. Amidst that tran lull pastoral loveliness, amidst the beauty of the woods and streams, in the whole dreamy, simple life they lead, Lauraine rests and rejoices in such quiet, uneestatie fashion as is left to her. Her sorrow seems less hard and cold a thing here; the angel fare of her lost darling comes ask spit on herconfines of theent. It is u.Austriana Tyrol P: a. little village shut in by pine forests wash- ed by silvery waters; quaint, old world, unremarkable, but beautiful exceedingly. In the warm June weather E+ risbaeh is at its. best. So green, and fragrant, and cool, with soft airs blowing from the pine forests, and the gleam of snow on the mountain heights, and the emerald waters of the river shining in vivid brightness where the sun - rays slant amidst the greenness of the boughs. It boasts of but one hotel does ;!.risbaeh, alittle old.fashioned hostelry, with nothing with a more tender grace to her memory. to recommend it save that it le very clean She can talk and even smile with some, and picturesque, and the people are honest thing of the old playful witchery that used us the day. to be hers, There is always something new To 'Krlsbach, and, as a matter of course, to see ; there are no landmarks here as at to the Kaiser Hof, comes oue June evening Falcon's Chase to recall the footsteps of that two ladies aud two maids a courier, and lug- baby life whosejourneying was so shorta one. gage, 80 attendance, Tk'eirarrival isexpeet. She begins to feel a little interest in places ed, their .rooms are taken ; the beat rooms, and things once more, She likes Lady Et with. a balcony overlooking the river, Hud wynde's talk, even when it may be on out - that far-off view of the mountain heights tore and ethics ; she can listen to her when beyond,ewherethe purple light of evening elle reads out, which she does admirably as is melting on the whiteness of eternal snow, well as judiciously. Ou the whole, there is When the bustle of arrival is over, oue of a, decided improvement about the mental thetwo ladies comes out on the balcony and " tone " that delights Lady Etwynde, stands there for long, looking out at the though she never appears to notice it, pretty, peaceful scene. A voice from the Life and worldly cares, and even worldly room within speaks after a time joys, .seemed sometimes to sink into almost " Do you like it, Lauraine ?" ivaignfficance amongst these tnountain soli - The figure moves, turns half round. ""It tudes, They were so grand, so sublime, so is like a poem," She says, softly. "" Loot immovable, Their lessons carne home to it ? One can hardly say that ; one feels Lauraine's aching heart, and soothed and it," comforted ie insensibly to herself. The speaker advances and joins her. She grew less sad, she brooded " Yea ; you are right. I only came here less over w'tat she had lost. She once ;it was years ago, and my heart was had no hope, nothing to look forward heavy with a great sorrow. I left it be- to ; yet still the present so steeped her in hind me, Lauraine ; buried it amid the peace and rest that it seemed to her in after lonely woods and mountaiu ways. Oh, years as if these fragrant forests, this wilt my dear, my dear, if you might do the derness of ferns and Mowers, these foaming same'" waters, and far off gleam of shining gleciere TW. BilOWNINfs AI. D., Al. 0 el • P. $ 13raduate victoria Univers ty; office and residence, nomn3on Lebo e tory . Exeter .• )EI. RYNDAfAN, coroner for Tse County of Enron. Office, opt.stte Carlini:Brea. storo,Exeter. TITS. ROLLI:rS&11iOS. Separate OMeee. Residence same ea former. ly. Atterow gt. Mee: Spackman', buildini , Main st: Dr Rellin3 same alt formerly, north door; D. Amo" same buildingg%� Son th door, 7. A. ROLLINS. M. D., T. A. AMOS, AL D. Exeter, Ont, AUCTIONEERS, hardly expect it. But I do bope you believe I felt for your grief?" " Yes," she answers, simply ; "I always felt sure of that." ""I am glad you say so. When you never wrote I thought you were offended, indif- ferent, perhaps.- It has been a terribly blank time for me," " I think you have no right totell me that," site says, flushing and palint with nervous egitation. " I cannot help you, and it only adds to the sufferings of my own life that yours is also sad." "Sad 1" he eehoes, wearily., "If you only knew how sad. But you are right ; I ought not to speak of that. How strange cities bear such burdens of shame and Be- it seems to meet you here; almost makes. °pair." one believe in Fate ! To think that I rose " You do not know me, if you doubt; this morning and rode off haphazard, not Have I not been true to you since, boy and even guessing you were within a hundred girl, we stood together, mid played at miles of me, and stow, at evening, I em sweethearts in the old Grange garden at sitting by your side 1" Silverthorne? Till I die I shall remember "How is it you have forsaken the London you, and love you, Lorry." season?" questions Lauraine. "Other men have said the same, and "If I told you the real truth you would have forgotten," be angry, and I cannot utter conventional " Other men ! Yes but you surely know lies so you, Lorry." me well enough to believe me." She trembles a little. Her eyes go out to "It is because I believe you that 1 wish the shining river that mirrors the silver to save yon deeper pain. You cannot com- glory of the starlight, At her heart a dull maud your feelings, and I—I must not lis - pain beats, ten to you now It is wrong, shameful." "Your friends, the Americans, where are He moves impatiently, " Your words they ?" she asks evasively. are very cruel. But to me you have always "In Paris, I believe. At least, they may been that. You could not be true to me have left now ; but they were there up to even for a few years." , May. Nan is mad about Paris." She shudders ea if a blow had struck "Nan," be it remarked, is what he al- her. " It is ungenerous to speak of that ways calls Miss Anastasia Jefferson. Lau- stow ; you know the fault was not all mine knows this, aud seniles a dittle. mine," "" You and she are as great friotida as ever, But Keith is in no mood to listen to her. I suppose?" she remarks. His blood is on fire, his heart is hot and "lhe is a jolly little girl," Keith answers, angiy, and he feels that sort of rage within carelessly, " Yes, I suppose we are friends him that longs to spend itself in bitter in a way, We are always quarrelling, and words and unjust reproaches, even on one yet always making it up.", he loves as dearly as he loves Lauraine. "" Why don't you—marry--her?' asks There is a sort of savage satisfaction in Lauraine, abruptly. making her suffer too, and he pours out a He stares at her as if uncertain of what fury of wrath and reproach as she statute he has heard. " Marry Nan 1 Good Lord ! there mute and pale and still. I never dreamt of such a thing !°` " I am not iclike yourself," he soya, £"Other people have," continues Lauraine; in conclusion. "Other wotnen love, and " even the girl herself, I fancy." forget all else for love. You—you are too He laughs a little bitterly. " What fad cold and prudent. I am young, and you have you got into your head ? Nan looks have wrecked my whole life, and given nee upon me as a sort of elder brother. There nothing but misery. I wish 1 bad died a has never been anything of 'that sort be- thousand deaths betore I had seen you !" tween us. As for marrying, well, you A shiver as of intense cold passes over ought to know I am not likely to do that." her. She knows Keith's wild temper of old, •"I think you ought to marry," says but she had not thought it was in him to speak as he hadsppoken to her, She forgets. that a great love borders almost on hate, so intense may be its passions, its longing, its despair. "After all," says Keith, with a mocking laugh that grates terribly on her ear, "why ! should 1 not follow your advice as well as i your example ? Why should I eat my heart i out, and waste my life on an empty love? You have told me to leave you ; that you wish to see me no more. Very well ; this with it," she says coldly. time I will take you at your word. I will " Has it not? \\"411, if I choose to be ' leave you, and let the future prove who faithful to a memory that is my look out. was right or wiecat- I-1 will go away ! 1 His eyes gleam with momentary anger, petulance, pride. " You give me a hard enough task, I hope," he says, passionate - 1Y. And yet your last words hold all the tempting that could, possibly beset a man. Why should I save you from your- self ? 13y heaven, if yon loved nee, if you only knew how I love you, you would not count the cost of anything that stood, be- tween us and our happiness !. " Would it be happin---? answers Lauraine. "I think not ._eith. Is a guilty love ever happy? Does it ever last? If it did the world would not teem with forsaken women, nor the rivers of our great Lauraine. very quietly, "Von see you A. sigh parts the beautiful grave lips of aud craning snows, had possessed some have wealth and position :and yet you ea Lauraine F'avasour • she grows very Magic power that insonsilaty soothed and such a " Itomolass' kind of life. That is th pale.the "" That cannot be," site says, faintly. "" I lulled her heart's long pain. only word tlia • expresses it. And some could never forget easily ; and this, this Late one afternoon she and Lady Et- day surely you will think of settling down; was part of my life—myself. Do not let us . wynde are returning from a drive to a little ' you cannot be always like this." speak of it, Etwynde ; it hurts me still." , village some two miles distant. The sun is You counsel ma to marry, ° he says, " Most people say to talk of their troubles; just setting above the forest heights, there with exceeding bitterness, Have you Tightens thhem." i is alternate light and gloom among the found the experience so pleasant a one?" " I am not like that then. My sorrow is " heavy foliage, those beautiful shades of The crimson colour rushes all over the shut in my heart. 1 cannot bear to profane green and gold that made up so much of proud fair face. " That has nothing to do it with speech." the charm of a wood, Lady Etwynde is ""Bat it makes it so much harder to bear, 1 driving ratter quickly, and the road is nar- Lnuraine," "row. Before themsheseosafigure ofahorso •" Not to me ; nothing on earth, even ; man proceeding leisurelyalong. At the near your sympathy, could lighten it. approach of the ponies' rapid trot he pulls Lady Etwynde is silent. Her thoughts his horse aside to make room. Lauraine go back to that dreary, awful time niton , leaning back in the little low carriage, gives the child's death was yet so now a thing ; a careless glance up as she passes, then all it is nearly nine mouths ago now, and • the pallor of her face Rollo deepest scarlet; Lauraine has been all that time in the great , she starts forward with an exclamation of old gloomy mansion on the Northumbrian : amazement. Lady Etwynde notices it, and shores. The funeral had been long over be- 1 reins in the ponies. fore Sir Franics returned, and then he had f " Mr Athelstouo 1 Is it possible 1" she made but a brief stay, and gone to Scotland q says. with some friends. 1 In astonishment quite as genuine, Keith "` F id d d," he said • draws the bridle, and bends toward the two quietude �of Feloon's Chase, and was only i "' What a strange meeting," he says as ds first with Lauraine rho Fretting EL.IIUY, LIOENSED AUC - L• tieneer for the County of Huron, Charges moderato. Exeter le. 0. 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DYER IIURDON, con ono goo fi urea. 1 1 s t ct,liv and he hated the gloomy ' g he shakes 1 too glad to leave ft. Lady Etwynde stayed tan , >? ! with' Lady Etwynde, wi;thLauraineallthrough that drearywinter; . she could not bear to leave her alone in ! "" I thought you were in London," Lour- hergrief and despair, for the sorrow seemed 1 nine says, quickly. After one wild leap of but to take deeper root in her nature. joy her heart seems to grow still and odd Even all Lad Etwynde's gentle sympathy . with a great dread. What evil fate, she could make no way. She alf-fearedp and 1 wondera has thrown ltfm cross her path only half -comprehended this new phase in now ? her friend's character. For she could not 1 They are all two .genuinely astonished to know that Lauraine felt a terror of herself , be embarrassed, and Keith proceeds to ex- nowt that it seemed to her as if the one plain how he has been mountaineering 'for safeguard she had dun to had been swept ; the last month in the Tyrol district-, haw his from her hold, and she lay anchorless, . headquarters at pi esent are that little vie. shelterless on the great dark sea of life, lage they bad just visited ; and he has beholding no hope or ray of light, turn " ridden over to Erlsbach from idle e .she would, curiosity, to see what the piaceis like. Of The chill of winter passed into the fair, course there remains nothing for it but to sweet month of spring ; but no change came .! invite him to the Kaiser Hof, and an hour o her. Nothing seemed to thaw the ice 'later the trio are sitting .at dinner, the about her heart. A strange chill and silence 1 table drawn close by the open window, and from the outer world rested upon her life as 1 the pine-acented air blowing in cool and it was now. Of all her many friends and 1 soft from the mountains. Keith and Laur. acquaintalcesnone seemed torememberhor, bine talk very little to each other. The or heed her. Keith had written again and 1 brunt of the converaatioa fails on Lady Et - yet again ; she had never answered him wynde, and she in no way objects. Keith once. She dared not. His sympathy, his has always been a favorite of hers, and they presence would have been a comfort too I have many sharp and witty arguments, great not to be dangerous, and the more ahe while that pale, grave figure in the soft longed for them the more rigorously she black draperies listens and smiles, and feels denied them to heraelf. With the spring at once disturbed and restless, yet glad. her husband wrote to know whether she - Sooner or later they would meet. She v rated to conte to town for the season. She diad the letter with a shuddering horror. The season 1 To dance, drive, gossip, kill time in a round of empty pleasures ; sate herself with luxury and extravagance. The thought seemed loathsome to her now. Her youth and all that was best in her seemed to have died with her little child. Her eyes seemed ever to have that look in them that had so frightened and pained her friend ; the look as of tears that could not fall. She was awfully, terribly changed, both in body and mind, and when LadyEtwynde paid her a flying visit, tearing herself from testhetic joys and the glories of the Gros- venor Gallery Exhibition, and endless re- unions among the cultured, she was shock- ed and alarmed at the alteration. had known that always, but had never dreamt of it being so soon, or so strange- ly. Somehow in life the meetings we expect never do take place as we expect them. We may rehearse our little scenes as carefully as we please, we may arrange our looks our words, the very tones of our voices, but when the actual rencontre does occur it is sure to be utterly differentandthecarefully- arranged programme is never earned out. It is so with Lauraine now. She some- times longed, sometimes dreaded to meet him, but always imagined it at some dis- tant time and in some totally different man- ner ; and now Keith is sitting at her table, her own guest, smiling, talking, looking at her to all appearance as unconcerned as if that "garden scene has never been enact- ed. He is a better actor than herself, and he determines to be it. She shows that she is troubled, pained, perplexed. He ignores everything that might lead to that past, is careless, cynical, indifferent as of yore ; but all the time his heart is beating with tumul- tuous pain ; he is thinking how sadly altered she is, how changed from the bright beauti- ful Lauraine of his boyhood, and yet dearer to him in her suffering and sorrow than in any years that are past. It is hard work to deep down the thoughts that are thronging, the love that is leaping, the joy that is thrilling his every sense; but he knows it must be done, and he succeeds in doing it and in deceiving Lauraine. "You must leave here, or you will go melancholy mad 1" she said, imperatively ; and Lauraine, having arrived at that stage wheu she was too spiritless and too indiffer- ent to oppose any vigorous scheme, yielded passively, and was borne off to Erlsbach. Sir Francis, of course, could not come. He liked London, and was not going to give up its thousand and one enjoyments for the sake of an invalid's whim. Her mother offered voluntarily to sacrifice her- self in the matter; but Lauraine would not hear of it, and in the end she and Lady Etwynde, under charge of an experienced courier, set out for Germany and, travel. ing by slow and easy stages, arrived one warm June evening at quaint, pretty Eris- bach. " But, Lauraine," says Lady Etwynde, continuing the. conversation after a long thoughtful pause, "have you ever consider. ed that it is like putting yourself in rebell- im against God to go on like this ? All s -eta of sorrow. are seat for some wise We do not see it, believe it, at • but,later on. , i ;" interrupts Lauraine,. ""that is just las not come to ' later on'with me, ut one thing to. make me happy ; it t. I • gine, Don't expect me to be, consoled n a few months." "But, my dear, you have your husband, Jour duties; Do yon know it seems to me i'til7-MalxagAr• as if you were,in a way, estranging yourself from him ? "' Ffe can find -plenty of amusement io the ✓I am elvre ,. conte,at with what happens world," says Lauraine, coldly. "" Little 1 for God chnosts lhetter than I do, Frank was nothing to him,except just situp - I am not one to forget easily, as I have told you before." "And you don't care for Miss Jefferson?" asks Lauraine, unwisely. He looks at her in silence for a mement, and under the strong magnetism of his glance, her eyes turn from the scene with- out and meet his own. " I think you should know," be says, very softly. There comes the sound of a rustling skirt, a closing door. Lady Etwynde has left the inner room; they are alone. In an instant lie is kneeling by the low chair on which she sits. tier hands are clasped in his. Oh, Lorry, Lorty 1" he cries; ," it is so hard?" The passionate plaint thrills to her very heart. Site lays her hands on either shoulder, and looks down into the pain - filled depths of the blue eyes. "I know it, dear," she rays, very gently. "Is it not hard for me too?" "You are so cold, so different, andthen you have your home, your husband, your Oh, forgive Ino, darling 1 How could I be so thoughtless?" He sees the spasm of pain on the white face, the sudden quiver of the soft red lips. have nothing now !" she groans, despairingly, and her two hands go up to hide her face. A storm of passionate weeping shakes her from head to foot. Keith is alarmed, distressed, but he is wise enough to rise and stand. quietly by, He attempts no consolation. The storm abates at last. Those tears have done Lauraine good. She has been cold and hard in her grief for so long a time. She also rises, a little ashamed, a little confused. " Lot us go out on thebalcony,"she says, and he follows her without a word. It seema like a dream to him ; a dream that will never be forgotten, that will haunt his memory with a vivid thrill at pain whenever he feels the scents of moun- tain air, or sees the gleam of quiet stars. With them, too, he will see the little bal- cony of the quaint old " Hof," and a slen- der figure with draperies of dusky black, and a face white, solemn, inexpresaively sad thatlooks back to his own. " Keith," she says, very gently, " there has come a time when I must be frank with you. You say you do not forget, the tyou cannot. In that ease, if you have any honour at all, you must see that you should. avoid me. Of myself, of my pain, Iwill not speak. What use? Between ns two lies a barrterwe can never cross. When you say snob words to meas you have said to -night, you make the "very question of friendship an impossibility. Is there any thought in our minus that in any way is The cloth is removed. The soft dusk settles on the pretty quiet scene without. Lady Etwynde, who dislikes a glare of. light, blows out .nearly all the illumination of candles in their room, and they sit there by the window watching the stars come out one by one, talking Tess now, but with sometlung grave and earnest in the talk t has lacked before. ' that t At last Lady Etwynde rises, and, saying she has lettersto write, moves away to a little inner room, partitioned off by cur- tains from the one where they have all been sitting. It is solitude, yet not solitude. The sense of, being together, the knowledge that their low tones are unheard, is just restrained by the feeling that another per- son is close at hand. Keit is silent for some moments, then bends „wards Laur- afn""e. Yon never answered my letters ; I could cold enough far that. I doubt it. mind, I say 'ours.' I make no pretence at deceiv- ing you." �„ "You do not deny that you love me?" "Of what use?" she says, mechanically.. "I made a fatal error in my marriage. But error or not, I must keep to it and its con- sequences. Only, Keith, if you hacl any pity, any mercy, you wouldavoid me, leave me to fight out my life alone. At least I owe my husband—fidelity,"' A hundred words rush to his lips. It is. in his mind then to tell her of what her husband really is; of the scandals that are whispered inchebandboudoir, over cigarett- es and Souchong, but something restrains him. • It would be mean, he thinks; aud, after all, would it make any difference to her.? Had she been any other wom- an. . And, after all, she loveshim, not her husband. On that small crumb of comfort he feeds his starved • and aching heart,. beside her, silent troubled, there fighting against every wild and passionate impulse that bids him fling: honour and scruples to the wind, end snatoh at the perilous joy of a sinful happiness., "" ? es," she says, with a heavy sigh. "I must at least give that. The best part of, me and my life is laid in the grave of my little child. Often I think I shall never again,but after to-nightI ) leave feel glad it to you whether you are to make my life harder for me, or help me to struggle against myself." will forget ! "It is well," she says, her voice low and faint. "I deserve all you have said, and mare. I have only brought sorrow to you! Go away, liveyour own 1afc, forget ine, and be happy agate," "" Those are your last words 1" "Yes. My life is hard and sod enough; you would add to it shame and misery and undying movie, and call that a proof of -- love: Forgive me if I cannot see it in the same light as youraelf.' "" Ana I say you do not love me, and never did, or you would know—" " Very well," slie interrupts, "" believe that, It is best that you should." "" And I am to go now?" he says, sorrow- ful and hesitating. "If you send me from you to -night, Lauraine, I will never coma back. Remember that," Both of them are hurt and angry now,. both beset with cruel pain, and waging that terrible conflict with passionate love and wounded pride that is at once so ill-judged, and resentful a thing. Lauraine looks steadily away from the entreating, watchful eyes ; away, away to the far -ell mountain range swept with faint gray clouds, silvered by the clear moonlight and the haze of the shining eters. "If he only knew," she thinks, in the depths of her oohing heart, " if he only, only knew 1" But he does not know, To him she is only odd, calculating, unloving. Rifibt and pure he knows in her mode of loving and thinking ; but whatman who loves as Keith loves can see right and purity as the things they are? I have never asked you to come back," says Lauraine, faint and low, "" and be very sure I never will. I am sorry that you are angry with me. Perhaps tomorrow you will be sorry too. But I know it is best." "Good-bye then 1" She turns, and gives him her hand. 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