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The Herald, 1910-07-08, Page 5• Saved From the Sea "She doesn't like cards, though," said Addison; "but she said, I remember, that she had to learn when she was travelling so much with those foreign ladies; some of whom, we know, are rare hands at le jeu." "H'm! yes, indeed! like Madame Ra - conies. Fate laughed, and told Mrs. Errington that she was an adept." "And he is a very good judge," said Addison, with a laugh. "I never knew .any fellow more expert.- No onecould teach him anything, by Jove! Practice makes perfect; but I should be very sorry to play as high, or as much, as he does; he is so awfully reckless. By the bye, I wonder which of the Ascot crit- ters he has backed?" "None, I think, Prank, for Mrs. Er- rington asked him last night if he was going to Ascot, and he laughed and said, `No,; and he hadn't even backed a single horse for it'" "Glad to hear it," said Addision, tak- ing out his pocketbook and tossing a paper to his wife. "There's your flimsy, Nell; pay Fate, and take care it doesn't happen again. It isn't the money nor St, Maur I mind, but—well, you see, dear, when one gets excited, and stakes run high, it's very like gambling." Helen came over to him with tears in her bright eyes, and putting her arms round his shoulders, kissed him. "You are just the dearest old Frank!" she whispered. "I'll never be so stupidly tempted again, if you'll forgive this time." Frank drew her down, and fondly kissed the tears away. "Kiss and forgive, eh, darling?" said he, smiling. "Flirt with handsome Fate St. Maur as much as you please, but don't let him teach you to play high." "It wasn't he, the dear fellow, though he only laughed; it was Madame Ra - center and Darnley; and the moment Mrs. Errington checked- the pla.y (as only such a woman could) Fate backed her suggestion that the stakes were too night. Oh, no, Frank, don't blame poor Fate." "All right, dear. I'll warrant his own sins are enough for his shoulders, Iike the rest of us. Now, what about guests for Nest Hill, Nelly? We ought to be securing the favorites ' even now, I think." "Yes. Well, of course, St. Maur?" "Certainly. Only he musk not spoil the brats too much—Effie especially." "I'll take him in hand," laughed Helen. "Archer, then, Captain . Darnley, and I do hope the Cliffords-perhaps a few more later." "Very well, dear. Then ask these ;a asoon as you like." "I'll call in Hyde Park Gardens to' day with Falconer St. Maur. I shall see hi mon the Row—told him to meet me about four." "Upon my word—an assignation!" laughed Addison. "You're coming on, you two. I'm afraid it'll end in `pistols for two, coffee for one.' There; now, let me read my paper in peace, instead of telling me to my face of shocking assignations with handsome young men. "That's better than not telling you, isn't it?" retorted his wife, merrily, quite happy again. "Go and pick the dead leaves of your flowers," said Frank. contentedly. CHAPTER XX. Helen Addison's account of the party at Madame Raconier's was perfectly correct. Tlie hostess had, some three weeks before, met Mrs. Errington at Monte Carlo, while the latter was trav- elIing-companion to a Neapolitan prin- cess—remarkable, even for a Neapolitan, for her inveterate gambling wherever she went, Meeting Christine one day at Mrs. Addison's, the French lady had delightedly claimed acquaintance, and invited to her evening "at home." Chris- tine accepted, bees -use she knew her hus- band went to the 'Raconier house, and once or twice, when she could be spared, had dropped in. But Helen had seen but the surface of the deep waters. She heard the careless question. "And which horse have you baekea for the necot cup, Mr. ,`;t. Maur?" and the answer, with laugh as nonchalant, "None, my dear Mrs. Erring- ton. I aide not going to honor Ascot at all"; but Helen had not seen the covert look exchanged, the anxious pleading in the .wife's eyes, the tender smil in the man's that answred it; "For your sake &elft Yeast th; World Sold and Used Everywhere E. W. GUlett Co., !..td Toronto, Ont. I have trodden under the temptation, this time, at least." Still, each knew that the turf was not his greatest temptation. Gambling, in the more usual acceptance of the grim word, was the form in which the passion held him in its strongest, most subtle and insidious grasp, and it was there the battle would be the hardest to fight out, there where there must be, many a time, one step forward and two backward be- fore a firm foothold was gained. At the possibility, of final defeat the gambler's wife refused to look. Years ago her attempt had failed, but then, what a difference in the weapons! His love for her had been, perhaps, less deep and strong than now; and she, girl -wife of sixteen, had, in her youth and utter inexperience, made a great mistake, not in the least realizing—how should she 7 the evil forces arrayed against her feeble hands. She had learned to play, her- self—of him—and had card parties at home, to bring the attractions there, not out, hoping thus, where she was their companion, to be. some check on his and his wild companions' gambling. She stooped to his level, instead of forc- ing him to step up to hers; uncertain of her !hold, shrinlcng in terror from los- ing it, perhaps, and only by bitter --ah, what- bitter experience!—learned her mistake and the equivocal position she heldto outward seeming, in their Bo- hemia, She was scarcely likely to repeat the mistake of sixteen at four- or five-ana- twenty. She had for the time waived her claim to be acknowledged, but she knew that Falconer's secret heart stilt refused to recognize fully lier refusal to accept his terms. His reason, his better self, yielded; but the heart passionately yearned for her, unconvinced, and the old, evil Adam took its part, not yet giving up its will at times—for the "Man convinced against his will Is of the same opinion still," About four o'clock of that same June day Mrs. Addison drove to the park, and strolling quietly near the Prince's Gate was Falconer St. Maur, just within the park. He turned at the sound of wheels, held up a hand, and the coachman pulled up by theonath. "How do? no fear of your being late at a rerideztous," said Helen, gayly, as she shook hands. "Frank says it's quite too awful to be making assignations with such a wicked scamp as you. Step • in, and we'll get a cup of tea at the Cliffords', I want to ask you something, toot' - •He atepend-:iirio tbetanaaviage, and it •dro*e on through the park, Mrs. ,Addison quietly put a. sealed envelope into Falconer's hand, saying: "Thanks so much for being my bank- er. I do hate to leave a card -table in debt, and I didn't think the play would go so high. I knew Frank wouldn't like it, and I was coward enough," said she, half Iaughing, "to try and escape saying what the note was for, but he would know," "You' should have told him it was all my fault," acid Falconer, coolly. "The ideal" cried Helen, "when it was madame hexself and Darnley who got it up—not you: and I =old Frank so.' "Ah! then he did lay the blame to me naturally," said St. Maur, with a laugh. "You need not have asked him; I told you not to return the loan till Dooms- day; but I don't suppose he was very terrible in his wrath --who could be to you?" "Dear old Frank; no, he wasn't cross for long, and of course didn't mind your helping me. Now tell me what are your autumn engagements?" 'I haven't made any yet, Helen; it's early for that." Mrs. Addison clapped her hands. "Gloriat! then 1 have you safe! Yon must come to us at Nest Hill, and we'll have jolly fun. Don't say no, now." "My lips wouldn't form that ugly little word. to you," was the gallant reply. "I shall be too happy to accept the invita- tion. For when?" "Well, we want a nice party for a month, you know—just after Goodwood —of course you'll go there?" Falconer shrugged his shoulders. "Can't say; I may, but I'm not at all sure about it." "Oh!" thought Ilelen, "is that Blanche at the bottom of this?" Than aloud: "I'm going now to ask the Cliffords to come," His eyes flashed. A whole month un- der the same reef as Christine! "1 don't think they have any plans let, either," he said; "for I asked Mrs. Er- rington last night, and she said the doc- tor hadn't spoken of it at all as yet. Here we are, so you will soon know." "Oh, pll take no refusal!" declared Helen. as the carriage stopped and St. Maur handed her out. The inevitable 5 o'clock tea had .'just been brought into the drawing room, where they found themselves, for a won- der, the only visitors at present; so, After greetings and a little chat, Helen opened fire direct on the doctor as lie took his cup from Mrs. Errington, who was doing the honors, while Blanche chattered to cat. Maur. "We shall have a small but select par- ty, doctor," laughed Mfrs. Addison, "and planty of fun and gayety, I hope, So do sry yes." "My de'tr firs, Addison, personally I need no further inducement than your fair presence," said the doctor, bowing; "and if my three girls are agreeable, I taxionly say I shall be delighted, to ae- Capt your hospitality," "1 am sure I may speak for us, then," AN ORGAN FOR 25 GENTS A WEEK Wo have on hand thirty-five organs, xchann 1'Ieintznian s U, pianos, in whichewege muost sell regardless ofo loss, to make room iii our store. Every instrument has Deers thoroughly over- hauled, and. is guaranteed for five years, and full amount will be allowed on ex- change. The prices run from $10 to $35, for such well-known makes as Phomas, Dominion, Kann, Uxbridge, Groderiee ane Bell, This is your chance to save money, A poet card will bring full particulars.— Heintzman ee Co., 71 Bing street east, Hamilton, said Christine's soft, low tones, "for I see `agreeable' in their faces; so you may eonsider,it settled on our side." "Thanks so much!" returned Mfrs. Ad- dison, with whom Christine was an es- pecial favorite. "Puts my mind at ease now I have secured you people and Mr. St. Maur. Jolly people get snapped up so,ou. know. Well, we'll say the thir- ty-first of .July, then, Dr. Clifford, please. And, by the bye, if you like to bring down your own riding horses, pray do. Every one prefers his or her own, and we've no end of stable room, and good mou.nts, too; so please yourselves. Nest Hill is Liberty Hall," said she, ris- ing to take leave; and Falconer departed with her, to Blanche's chagrin. , "Mrs. Addison will, get herself talked about," she remarked, when her uncle had left the drawing room. "I wonder the major allows her to flirt so with such a—well, fast sort of a man as Mr. St. Maur." "My dear," said Falconer's wife, with a contemptuous smile, "whatever Mr. St. Maur may, or may not be, I think that both Major and Mrs. Addison know the world and their friends, and how to take care of themselves, very much better than Miss Leroy can know for them. Men who have no intention of marrying prefer devoting themselves to married women. It's safer when they have no serious meaning." Blanche reddened with anger as she retorted: "It's quite your own assumption that Mr. St. Maur has nv intention of marry- ing at some time. T suppose you're not exactly in his secrets?" "Jealous of me, are you?" thought the wife, smiling. "Are you, then, Blai.rhe? Let me warn you to guard your tongue outside, at least, if you do net at home, or Mrs. Addison may retort to suit innuendoes by saying that Miss Leroy is a jealous, scandal -mongering flirt." Blanche got up angrily and flounced out of the room; but tin home -thrust frightened her, and -re lving to reserve her powers for use in the country, when .under•the .same r s with St. Maur she ,leas more ca.ref, i->,• she met him in oeiety.. rlt � .:;s. Spit e ie'ie'` gee cs 'peed (:y, and Fat- coner St. Maur. ouickly missed from Ascot, and ehaffc•I thereat, was, in the weeks that followed, missed sometimes for nights together from the Fawley or other such haunts of reckless play. Then he would "turn up" again, sometimes gambling as wildly as Ever, with vary- ing fortune, when the 'demon, resisted for days, seized him ,with redoubled force. Sometimes, whether he:were'winner or loser, he would leave the gaming tables an hour earlier than his wont, declar- ing he had had enough, and either look on or go off, utterly regardless of chaff or sneers. For the first lie had always some wit- ty repartee, for the second a laugh, or cutting sarcasm. What it cost hint to gain eve nso little --to put even so slight and evanescent a curb on the indulged vice of years—he best knew, Then he was tortured by remorse, de- spair --be was a hopeless gambler—it was no use; the old jealousy of Clifford, because, to a great extent, he held the jewel that was Falconer's; and he grew yet more chafed and restive under the separation—together, yet apart—forced upon. him. In this temper the tide of passion swept over him and drove him back— back at the last.. In this temper the thirty-first of July came; and he and Rahmee, with his four -footed Arab fav- orite in the horse box, left London for Nest Hill, in -shire, and perforce for the time left gambling and loss be- hind—and he had lost lately rather heav- ily. Ile had not seen ha wife for a fort- night before leaving town, .but he had not gone to Goodwood. CHAPTER XXI. Nest Hill House was a Pirie old coun- try mansion, standing in a good sized park, and having immediately about it beautiful gardens and lawns. The coun- try in shire was pretty, with two or three places of sufficient interest for rides, picnics and so firth. In the park there was a shooting - range at the end of a picturesque glen, only three-quarters of a ,Dile from the house, and there was good shooting in the various seasons for those who were sportsmen; so, with the addition of a de- lightful host and hostess, a mouth at Nest Hill bid fair to be a very enjoyable time. St. Maur was the last arrival, reach- ing in time to dress at ones for dinner You will find relief in Zalri-.Buie, Et eases the burning, stinging pain, stops Weeding and.brings Case. Perseverance, with Zamm auk„ means cure. Wily lint prove this ? 411 .Drtaggilsl,t oat Stores.—, O boo box. tp. and join the party in the drawing -room, where, besides the Cliffords, Archer Northooto, and Captain. Darnley, he "found a daughter of Sir Arthur Chan- ning, and two young 'men, named Tre- lawney and Fitzroy, both racing men, known to St. Maur and the Addison.. Falconer was received with the great- est cordiality, But how his heart leaped and his blood quickened,, as, last but not least, he could turn to his wife! And who could know, save herself, how close was the elasp of his hand, or how hes eyes looked into hers, as his soft tones greeted her with words under which she alone could read a deeper language! Then came dinner, when he was placed between Miss Channing and Blanche Le- roy, which materially increased the lat- ter's enjoyment, although she found it quite Impossible to monopolize her handsome neighbor. St. Maur was far too thorough -bred a gentleman to neglect one lady for an- other, where courtesy gave each an equal claim on his attentions, and far too thoroughly a man of the world to be drawn into an overt flirtation one step beyond his own choosing. He had no mind to set Dr. Clifford thinking about asking him "his intentions," or making inconveniently close inquiries, which would possibly result in that kind of coolness which politely shuts paternal d'oors against a marriageable, but dan- gerous man. In the drawing room, again, there was very soon an instinctive exodus through the temptingly wide-open French windows on to the broad, low terrace and lawn bewond. "A positive sin to be in -doors such an evening," said Falconer, leading the van. "Mrs. Errington, do come and look what it glorious sunset." It was about eight o'clock. The sun itself had just sunk behind the hills to the west, flooding the heavens in crim- son and golden hues of gorgeous beauty that no hand of mortal artist ever ap- proached by the thousandth part, glow- ing with the light from Him who had once said, "Let there be light!" and had seen that it was good—marvelous hues that changed every minute into count- less shades, that melted into the dusky gray of the far cast as the evening shad- ows stealthily crept up to meet it. It tipped the ridge of hills and waving 'tops of nearer woods with red -gold glory and deepened the lengthened shadows of the trees, and in that mysterious, sor- rowful hush of nature, which falls at eventide, it seemed as if Time itself stood still before its solemn beauty to worship. "It fades—it fades so fast into night," Falconer said, at last, still gazing up, "like our human lives!" "But the night passes, and the sun rises on a new day," Christine answered, under her breath. His eyes dropped on hers. "There is no sun for me where you are not," he said, in a passionate under- tone. "I want you so, and he has you, while 1—" "Falc—.Mrs. Errington," called Addi- son, "come here; we want to try some al fresco part -singing with your help." Both of course turned at once to give their musical aseistance, and for some time the party amused themselves by singing various trios, quartettes, and part songs, unaccompanied, which are perhaps more in their place so than in a concert -room. It was some time after dark before they went in, and then music in good earnest and of a vary different stamp was inaugurated by Helen asking Mrs. Errington to gave them one or two of Chopin's lovely nacturi;es. "Now for a real treat," said St. Maur, sinking into a seat beide Blanche. "What a touch Mts. Errington has: how she brings out the rich tone of that grand !" "Yes; she likes Broadwood's best," said Bianche, not relishing praises of the woman of whom she was fast get- ting jealous, but happy to find Falconer at her side, "I should know that by the tone, if I were blind," St. Maur said. "Could you= 1 w:rh I were as clever as you !" she whi: pored, coquettishly. Ile lifted a finger, and 13lanehe Stared not chatter, lest he should move away. His "Thant.- you. Mrs. Errington," was a thousand times more to the pian- ist than all the applause of the others. "By the way, St. Maur," said Dr. CIifford, turning to him, "have you heard any more from Mr. Orde about his threatened bother with the miners?" "Well, doctor, so far I have heard from him, only last week, that matters were getting 'all worser and no bet- ter,' as the nigger said to his wife. There have been some little semi- secret, unoffiitni meeting nem, ann. tno uncle and manager are (laity expecting some absurd demand to be made." "Oh, dear, !tow dreadful!" cried Blanche. "\Vliet will be do?" "Refuse them, of course," said Fal- coner. "But these people get violent, don't they? and sli•,ot their masters, don't they, these miners?" "They may if we give them tete ehance." "Oh, you, won't go, I hope, Mr. St. 'dram?" Ile laughed, "1 shall he the very one to go directly, you may be. sure, Miss Leroy; it will be my simple duty, and certainly my wish, too." "You think, then," remarked MUM ti, "that there will be a strike?" "Unquestionably. and soon. If, as ex- pected, they demand an :Avarice of eight per cent„ they will be flatly refused; then they may strike,' "Perhaps Mir. Orde may a,'fer a com- promise?" suggested the doctor, "II'm! he may." Falconer looked doubtful, "But they won't accept it, I expect." "It seems," said Clifford, "that this place is not more than twenty miles PANGS AND TORTURES OF A WEAK STOMACH Prompt Relief and Cure Can be Obtained Through Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. 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A priest who was interested m me advised me to try Dr. Williams' Pin Pills, and I followed his advice. It was not long before they began to bring sae back to health, and in the .;out se of a couple of menthe my staniaeli was as sound as ever; my nervous system strong and vigorous, and 1 have since enjoyed the Crest of health. I owe all this to Dr. Williams' Pink Pills, for which I shall always feel grateful." Sold by all medicine dialers or by mail at 50 cents a box or ,six boxes for $2.50 fro.rn The Dr. Williams' Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. from Mr. Oi'de's neighborhood, so Addi- son says." "Quite right, doctor; that is about the distance from Grass -Bowdon.' Up came Helen. "Now, then, please, my first tenor, you are wanted. Please to sing; Mrs, Errington will kindly accompany you" "1 am torn between two pleasures,' said St. :Baur. "Miss Leroy, "'From spot to spot they) hrry me— Ar.d think that I forget.' ' Pardon my flight to the pith ." (To be continued} • .t A West Indian "Wife -Catcher," As is customary with Indians the world over, the Caribs are expert basket weavers, and many strong and handsome baskets are to be bought in Roseau at reasonable prices, if one finds the right slicpe. A peculiar instrument, made of basket straw and woven closet, together so as to form a hollow tube endi;'g in a throng of twisted ends, and comntimly dubbed. a "wife-eatclier," is also made and sold by the Caribs. By slipping the hollow end over a man's finger above the joint and pulling on the twisted enc., the catcher will tighten around the finger, and the captive will be unable - to release his hand. It is c:aimed that the Indians formerly employed this de- vice as a handcuff for prisoners, using• several for each hand, and leading the captives by the fingers. Few tourists are• permitted to leave Roseau without a wife -catcher, for which a sixpence is willingly exchanged.—Leslie's Weel,ly. 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