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he e11110t111y In prop01'itl ung is. riot
now, as the 11 mouse truth dawus upon
her that in meaty Audrey tufty hrhlg
herself to wed Sir Cbieksy, she fulls
strango'towards her, and tt little upset
ea to her former calculatluus. She
hesitates; but, as no reply coulee from
Audrey, sonlethiug within ,fur--Hue,e•
tiling pure and true—eotepels her at n 1
hazards to conquer elnWa3111Ht, or !eel of
giving 0 0nte. Ilalsiug Icor lewuroil
eyes, she says iuipu;Hlvely,"lie is not
good enough for yuu."
"I wonder if 1 am good enough for
him, or any other man ?" roburut Au-
drey, with quick bitteruesu. " Do you
think I care whether he be good or bar) ?
1 tell you" -leaning towards her, and
pushing her dark hair in an itlpatioet
manner from her loreifead—" 1 unly
cared to know whether his rent -roll was
really, what be said it was; that 1 ha+u
ascertalued to be the truth, and o uu
hesitation is left to me. tam morveuay ;
I love money; I would, 1 believe, 3(111
my Holl to be rich and gnat lu the
World's eyes."
"11uw can you so delibetabely !ie
about yourself?" says Dolores calmly,
though the other's sul,i,ruese+f oxw
meub has its iutlusuoe upon her.
"'There --you see 1 have shocked you I
Good little girls like you," exclaims Au-
drey, with a rooklose laugh, " who have
never known what poverty means, or
the 81oru society amasses to pour btoad-
^ s3,; mmate My nilly ei141. 1nH !'
She laughs deftly but bitterly. " Don't
say they are not many," the goes en
101o1cly. "Rocolleet, the truth, 7f rude,
18 always salutary." She dmiloe again.
"The fact is, Mr. Vyner dotcste me
nearly as much as I detest him. There
id au antagonism between u that I bo.
Have only life can end."
" Speak of your own repulsion," re -
tune Dolores quietly — " that is, of
conree, bo you understood ; but Mr.
Vyuer's fooliugs aro not to bo Ho lightly
canvassed, I do not think you judge
him aright. You say I am wrong in
thinking be loves yon; I admit my
error in that respect, if indeed it be one;
but that he hates you—no, no 1 He oar•
fainly does not Hato yon. I think he
likes you."
A sudden pa88ioont0 colour flames
and dies in Mfrs Polisonby'e cheeks.
"IIow good that is of him l" she gays,
iu a carefully -modulated voic'O. "Poor
Anthony 1 It must be au everlasting
trouble to him to like me, considering
haw we'.i he knows me. It is indeed too
cast upon those who lack this world s
goods,cauuot understand such natures
se aline. Yet It 1s the very society of
which you are amember that forms such
natures. I thinlc I hate rich people!"
She pauses, and then a revulsion of
fooling comes to her, and she goes on
again quite calmly. "Yon think Sir
Chlcksy is not good enough for nal; nut
you 4100'1 to -morrow, when you dwell on
the knowledge of me that I have gn 013
yon ; and, besides—besides, be can give
dad his books—the claretI cannot give
him—the soul of Franee—life 1" tier
voice fails her ; yet, though she is as
pale as death, and her eyes are heavy
with miserable tears, she loons straight
at Dolores frowningly, as though for-
bidding her to offer any sympathy.
But Dolores is not to be forbidden!
Audrey has put out her hand as though
to bar any approach, yet Dolores creeps
np to the antagonistic hand, which is
in truth but a very frail barricade, and
slips her arm round Audrey's neck.
I always thought I liked you the
beet of my many friends here," she
whispers softly. "Now Iknow it; but,
oh, dear, dear Audrey, why need you
snake this sacrifice? Other people are
doh ; other people love you 1"
"0h, uo, no, no!" cries Audrey,
paling, and shrinking from her.
" There is one," says Dolores, in a
quick Hurried tone, tightening her clasp
--" one to whom you are unkind, to
whom yon show yourself in all your
most unlovable moods. And, as for
him—I cannot always understand him
indeed; but this I know that you are
well beloved by—"
With a passionate exclamation, Miss
Ponsonby, springing to her feet, pushes
the girl back from her, and from an att.9311611 distance gazes at her with erimsou
.Leeks and flashing oyes.
"How dare you speak to me?" silo
says, !u a low pantiug tone, scarcely
a.nlible. "IIow dare you take such It
iiherty? There is no ono that loves
7110; it is an insult—a—"
She turns away abruptly, and walks
in a rapid inconsequent fashion down
the garden path, increasing the distance
between herself and Dolores with all
the speed of which she is capable. Her
every movement is full of suppressed
agitation, born of passionate fear and a
feeling she believes is anger, and a
vague horror of herself.
Dolores, stricken dumb, standsmotiou.
loss upon the mossy sward, with the
boughs of the apple -trues swaying
above her bead, and just a glimpse of
the eternal blue of heaven beyond.
What has she done ? What was it she
said? A pang of terrible self-reproach
shoots through her tender heart as she
watches the tall haughty figure hurrying
away from her towards the garden gate.
When she has disappeared through the
ivied portals, will she ever return ?
Dolores, looking pale as a small ghost,
clasps her hands together and feels as
one might who has just committed a
murderer the most cold-blooded descrip-
tiou.urdererthemostcold-bloodeddescrip-
t,uu. She takes a step forward with
the 'intention of overtaking and com-
pelling that determined figure to believe
her innocent of studied offence, when all
at once Audrey pauses, hesitates, and
finally, turning sharply round, comes
hack to her.
" Forgive me 1" she says abruptly, her
Bloc very white, " I should not have spo-
ken so to you. It was rude, and, besides
that, absurd. There is no real reason
why you should not speak to me of him
its well as of Sir Chicksy." No name
huts been mentioned between them of
this second suitor, yet both seem to
endorstand. "And I should have re-
membered," continues Miss Ponsonby,
Wing even paler, " how impossible it
^ to you in any case to be the
Feat tears rico now and
res, going up to
-esoly round
sic and
much. Bub loo, Dolores—who is that
coining through the arched gateway ?"
" Tea," declares Dolores, in a grate-
fully esphi uatory, if a scarcely gram-
matical, manner—" and Wylde. What
have you there, Wylde?"—addressing
the gl'ay.haired butler who is approach•
nig them, followed by an attendant
satellite.
"Shall bottle of chatiupagee, miss;
thought you'd like it with your straw.
berries. Tea is only just made, so it
can wait a bit."
" 0h, thank you, Wylde I"says Dolores,
looking with tender friendship at the
of l elan who has follower) her fortunes
through the half of Europe. " Do you
know yon have brought us the very
thing for which Miss Ponsonby and I
have been sighing ? And, Wykle"—
calling after hint RS lie beats a smiling
retreat--" b0 sure you let 1(10 know when
all 111(0 returns."
" Stirs to, miss," bows Wylde, with a
dutereutial, if confidential, gesture.
THE BRUSSELS POI3T. 7
CARD OF THANKS.
1 desire to return my thanks to
my numerous customers for their
support in the past and to intimate
that, owing to 111 health, I have
leased illy blacksmith shop to Mr.
D. Ewan for a few years.
• I have a lumber wagon, bob-
sleighs and other articles that I
will sell at a bargain to get fid of
them.
Two or three gentlemen board-
ers can be accommodated.
W. T. Hunter.
THE BEST
-VV. 33 MILL.
W. 111. Morrie,
1]', TC3L810nI1t011 W01(88, - MVTCnELL, 0311
OIIAPTE11 XIV.
At the stuccoed mansion of the Drum-
-muds the fiddles are sounding, and
bright forms aro making the most of the
glad hoar accorded them. Fountains
are dripping, musically ; the air is heavy
with the breath of dying flowers; it is
twelve o'clock, and the ball is at its
height. The music grows softer, sweeter.
One bogies to take to heart the lan-
guorous, numerous meanings of the
floating perfumed fans.
Down far below, in the valley, a girl,
tall, but spirit -broken, is standing in au
c eu window. She is clad in a wide
clinging gown, and is gazing eagerly
with great sad straining eyes at certain
yellow lights that, two miles away, eau
yet be caught through the still haze of
the summer night.
After all, was she s0 wise in refusing
that invitation ? Dolores had said elle
was; but— Life is short 1 Why not
take from it the very meagre enjoyment
it affords to the hungry seekers after
tiidtracbiou ? And yet— How chilly
it grows 1 Hew long it seems since last
she heard the human voice that some
mistaken person once called " divine!"
There—glancing at the pale yellow
lights 80 far away—every one ne doubt
is happy, regardless of everything but
the present moment. Ay, happy i,re•
sent! What more natural than that
they should lose themselves in it? It
she were there, she too doubtless yule
be cruelly regardless of all the outer
world. list then --
The night is still, beyond all imn,0„i-
niugs. The scent of the tall white
lilies outside burdens the air. "Gn.
payilie00d heaven is fair," rich in its
couutl"ss stars,
And through rho dim v:nod 1)hcu threads be,
The girl leaning against the shutters
of the open window Highs a little, awl
her beautiful haughty face takes u
0101110101 droop. Her lips curve dolls•
ward, her eyes grow sad and moist; yet
always the yellow lights gleam in the
cruel distance, and almost the sound of
the fiddles comes to her on the ambient
air. She stirs impatiently and tightens
her fingers, as if unconsciously, upon the
soft crimson rose with which sho has
been toying. It shrinks and dies be-
neath her pressure, and one drop of
moisture, blood -red iu her imagination,
as though distilled from its heart, crawly
over and under and through her white
lingers as though in protestation against
her idle deed.
But to her it is as though the rose
never existed. IIer oyes are ever fixed
upon thelights so far removed from her,
and a sense of desolation overpowerll
her. The tears gather in her eyes and
blot out those vexing, shining lights—
and blot out too thefigure of a man who,
advancing rapidly through the shrub-
bery, enters the second window, and,
crossing the room, is at her side before
she had time to recognise him.
It is Anthony Vyuor, a little heated
from his run, with his hair ruffled and
quite a triumphant light in his eyes.
Audrey, moving backwards involun-
tarily, seizes the curtain with ono hand
and gazes at flim iu speechless amaze-
ment.
"You?" she whispers breathlessly.
"Ill it ?" inquires Mr. Vyner genially.
'Perhaps so 1 No doubt you'd know.
om understand myself, so ,there
thing remarkable in tbs'fect
'1 always know myself 1 1
as at Mol. Drummond e ;
delicate deference 10
1 insist on saying this,
tour .word for in I"
1 here ?" asks Au-
, very white from
shook his tin-
s caused her.
think of it,"
I don'tllnow:
aches. 1101(13.
UEA,
Manufacturer of throe different kinds of
Wlndmille. The elmplost,etrongeot and most
satisfactory Windmills yet made .Por pump-
ing water, sawing wend, obi/piling grain or
driving any light maohlnery they 111Te no
equal. My CELEBRATED rump8 have se-
emed a worldwide reputation, I guarantee
them as beiogeuporlor to many now in the
market, and equal to any ower made. They
will throw water get Scot, or force It a mile on
the loyal. Earners and et001En100 are re.
unaided toBond farparticulate before buying
either a Windmill ora Pump, as I claim that
mine aro the best in the market, Address
W' M MORRIS, Mitchell, Ont
Sign of the Scotch Collar.
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Hero we are with a Splendid
Stock of
ROBES,
8ELLS,
_H'Oh'.SR .BL„ I JV'ICETS,
t�'G•
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Our harness fills the bill every
time. Call and see our stock and
leave your order.
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A. large assortment of Trunks,
Valises & Satchels to choose from.
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Repairing promptly attended to.
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Call in and see our goods. We
don't charge anything for looking.
H. DENNIS.
NEW GOODS AT THE
'Gol�e� Padlock'
The Maiumoth Hardware Store.
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STAN AR
PL ATF ORI SCALES,
900, 1200, and 2000 Pounds.
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Fro,',. ill Scales
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Giey •� titi !J �O fes/ Ei fat
The undersigned having completed the change from the stony to tl;c
Celebrated Hungarian System of Grinding,has now the Mill in
First-C1assik,Running Order,
and will be glad to see all his Old Customers and as many new on<:1
as possible. Chopping done.
For Butter, Groceries, Etc., Etc.
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Cross -Cut Saves: --
"NEW IMPROVED CHAMPION,
"RACER," "LANCE,"
13110., &C., &c.
The `Electric' buck saw.
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CHOPPING AXES,
SPLENDID ASSORTMENT.
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Flour and Food Always on ` Aarhus
HIGHEST PRICE PAID FOR ANY QUANTITY 01' GOOD WHEAT
Cattle Chains
AND ALL THE BEST THAT
MONEY CAN BUY AT
LOW PRICES.
3. 50' W/Yv.' M!4 .s
NATIO AL ROLLER MILLS.
Vanstons & Sons, Proprietors.
We have much pleasure in announcing to the public that our N v.
Roller Mill is in Complete Running Order and is giving the Best Bath•
faction.
SHORTS, MEAL, BRAN & CHOP CONSTANTLY ON RAH.
We also make the following Brands of ]'Tour :
Patent, Jersey Lily, Canadian's Pride and
Snow Storm.
Gristing Attended to with promptness.
ALL KINDS OF LUMBER CUT TO ORDER.
HIGHEST MARKET PRICE PAID FOR ALL KINDS OF GRAIN.
EAST HT RQN
CARRIAGE WORK
JAMES BUYERS
—OIANU1PACTL'RER 011'—
BUGGIEio, CARRIAGES, DEMOCRAT1 ,
WAGONS, EXPRESS WAGONS, &c.. 131..
all made of the Best Material and finished in a workman -thee mala t.)
Repairing and Painting Promptly Attended tc,
Parties intending to buy should call before
purchasing.
REFEIIENCES.—Marsden Smith, B. Laing, James Cutt and 'Wi11ia1Io
McKelvey, Grey township ; WVm. Cameron, Wm. Little, Geo. Prewar,
and David Breckenridge, Morris township ; Thos. To'a-n and William,
Blashill,Brussels; Rev. E. A. Fear, Kirkton., and T. Wright, Turn_
harry township.
REMEMBER THE STAND—SOUTH OF BRIIIOF.
JAMS BTT • •
OREAT REMOVAL FALE.
Having purchased that property presently occupied by JOHN
GREWAR. which I intend moving into in the course of a few weeks,
1 will offer ley whole stock of Groceries, Crockery & Glassware,
amounting to about $8,000 at a great reduction.
Our stock of Groceries comprises everything kept in a first -shill
store. In connection with this department we would call special at-
tention to our large and well assorted stock of Teas and Coffees. We
hold some of the finest imported into this country which will by clear-
ed out at 40c. per lb. Every housekeeper in this district should nb -
fain a package of this rich and fragrant Toa, Wo Mare on band a
large and well assorted stock of Crockery cC Glassware which will be
sold out at prices which cannot fail to insure a speedy clearance
Plates 30c. per doz. below the usual price. Every article remained
in the stock: has bean. bought for cash which enables us to ley rl•ceifl1
inducements before the public.
Terms Cash or Trade.
AOMIT for Fleischmann & CO's, CoMPRESaTiD :1cisr.
Geo. Thomson,