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"Take caro of yourself, my child," ice, esus will you tell ate what to
he says, fondly, as, having packed
hor Into the pully -carriage and giv-
en the reins into her hands, he holds
her angora for a second in his warm
olaep, and, with lover -like ebnels-
toncy, is almostangry with
her for
going out without him.
' Wou'id you like me to come, dear?"
She tures a taoe to him dimpling
with smiles. o
"No; you sent me out by myself,
and I mean to go alone." 1
"Very well ; but be very careful
In turning corners and going in at
gates."
"Only one gate," laughs Glpey;
"only your mother'e, by myself."
She gathers up the reins, and the
pontes—her husband's present—trot
swiftly under the archway and
down the avenue.
Lady Dermot, ensconced In the
dower -house of Drumttneen, with
all the epolle from Drumaneen t`ae•
tie gathered around her, is a little
eurprleed when the door is opened
and her daughter -in -haw shown it.
"Where Is Maurice?" ehe ask'r,
holding op a languid cheek for a
salute from Gipsy's ripe -rod lips.
"At home! And you have actually
come over by you/well I am glad,
my dear, you are getting a little
Manse."
"I came to pleaee Maurice," (tipsy
answers; and then It suddenly dawns
upon her that the remark, though
true, was not exactly the correct
one to make. Very frankly the
tlrl rallies her brown eyes to Lady
root's face.
' "Ment Katherine, I want to bo
like other people, to please Maur -
CAUSE FOR ALARM
When You Grow Weak and You
Cheeks Lose Their Colo
Thle Meads Anaemia, and it' N - leete d
Consumption May Follow- Ili•.
Williams' Pink Pills the
Only Certain (lute,
410?
Aunt Katherine smiles faintly.
"Mus you lee do terribly to oaru-
oet, Gipsy? Can you 1101 speak with,
out colorjjng all over, end that Bort
of thing'?"
"1, don't know," tipsy 0:t.y4, sadly.
"Maurice said you would help me."
"So I will, my dear," with a com-
placent smile at the thought of
Maurice founding hie wife to her. "Ido
has found out his mistake' she
thinks, looking at the young taco op-
posite to hey, grown more beautiful
than ever now, with those wonderful
eyes fixing Laxly Dertnot's glance.
"It be a pity Maurlco ever married
you," to all the eeneolulioa the young
wife gets. "I know It would never
answer ; you are utterly uneutted."
Gipsy's eyes blaze with intttguatlon
am she tetras to answer this ureal re-
mark.
"1 am sorry I camp here," she
says, unsteadily ; and then, with
shaking lige, "Muertco would never
Anaemia, or poor or watery
blood, is a trouble from whlelt
most growing girls, and mune'
young boys suffer. It comes at a
critical period of the young per-
son's life, and, unleee prompt (tops
aro taken to enrich the blood end
thusetrengtheu the system, de-
cline, and most likely eonsutnptioa,
will follow. Dr. Williams' Pink Pills
la the only medlcine that actor di-
rectly upon .the blood and the
' nerves, promptly restoring tho ail-
ing one to complete health and
strength. The following statement
from Mrs- Lena M. Ryan, of Wel-
land, whose daughter was a victim
Of anaemia, gives tbo etrongeet
proof of the value of these pills.
4Mrr. Ryan *aye: "About three years
ago the health of my daughter,
Birdie, became so bad that I was
seriously alarmed. She was pale
and almost bloodless; had no ap-
petite. lost flesh and suffered from
severe headaches. I took her to a
doctor, and although his treat -
meat was followed for Nome time,
it did not benefit her. I then tried
sono other remedies, but these also
failed, and ehe had tvasted away
to a mere shadow of her former
dolt. At this stage I was advised
to give her Dr. Williams' Pink Pills
and sho began this treatment. Al-
most from the outset these pills
helped her, and as she continued.
their use, the color came back to
her cheeks, her appetite improved,
the headaches ceased to trouble
her, and by the time she had taken
eight bore* she felt stronger and
better than she had ever done In
her life before. I think Dr. Wd-
Ilams' Pink Pills are unsurpassed
for all ailments of tide kind, and
strongly recommend then to other
moahere,"
Dr, Williams' Pink Pille not only
cure all oases like the above, but
also curo all other troubles aris-
ing from poor blood or weak nerves,
such as rheumatism, partial pnr-
alyels, St. Vitus' dance, indiges-
tion, kidney and liter troubles,
scrofula and eruptions of the skin,
etc. These pills are also a direct
cure for the ailments from width
so many women suffer In silence,
Give the pi Is a fair trial and they
will not disappoint you. The gen-
uine aro solei only In boxes that
hose the full name, "Dr. Williams'
Pink Pills for Pale Peoplis" on the
wrapper around every box. If your
dealer does not have them, send
direct to Dr. WUliama' Medicine Co.
Brockville, Ont., and the pills will
bo sent post paid nt 111G ciente a
box, or els boles for $1.1)0.
The floor to Bang open, and Mre.
Bryan entero,
In a second 11(0 keen old lady takes
in the whole scene—Gipsy's orim-
sou dteeke and tearful eyes, and
Lady Dermot lying back, htnguldly
sarcastic. Tito scene gives her infin-
ite pleasure; but mho has ecarcely
time to enjoy It when Ut)ey darts
past hor area out of the door.
"My dear, what 'ills the child 1"
cries Mrs. Bryan.
The Dowager I,ady Dermot be
MOM to the occasion.
"A lovers' quarrel between the
bride and bridegroom, and the poor
little thing came to mo to set It
right."
Lady Dermot knows pertectly well
that this voluntary confidence of
here, HO frankly given and with
well an air of truth, will e'.factu•
ally throw dust in Nine Bryan's
eyes—nt least she thtnke so. The
old lady chuckles, but is incredulous
all the time. Lady Dermot remarks
that she le sure there is going to
bo a thunderstorm and site hopes
dear Gipsy lute plenty of wraps;
and then, after this prelude, the
two ladles settle down to their al•
ternoon tea, served In old Crown
Derby cups, part of the Drumanedn
Caetlo collection, 111111 a regular
good talk about thelr neighbors.
you home ; it le Net In my way." She! u
lace rtoogutztet Mee. iotas, who 1
was 90 ruccesrfully blaok•balled for Gipsy, with sweet, tender eyes,
the teams ohuU It suo.t time ago. takes the poor, titin hands 11) ber own
Mre. Vivito' hesitates; rue is wet warns, young clasp.
through and slliverdlg in the down- 1 "Macy I come and ecu you again ?"
pour, 01141 the pule, frightened face she asks, s.tnply. "1 should like to."
turned on her deliverer soaks miler-- For answer Mrs. Vivian bursts into
nide 10 It lie ex trine. She is also enough• weak, hysterical tears.
Leg terribly, and Gipsy's heart le fol "Olt, if you would !" she sobs. 'You
of pity. can't lmagfne 11)40 lonely 1 tun day
"0o come,' she perelete; and, with utter day, se ill and miserable, and
a nlul'l1mre1 "tisane you,' AN. Vltlan death coming nearer every hour 1"
etc tete the pony 6 h out' carriage."1 wllcome,"ace," prohulsrn feel.
fe•
"1t to so Med of you." I Ing ready to cry herself. "1 will come
"Oli, not at a11. 1 0111 drive as feet very soon."
um possible, for 1 am sure you are
very wet," Gipsy says, turulnl; her I Sir M((iurloo cornea out Into the hall
owe bright face to tate pahld one at 1 when 1)e hears the carriage. -wheels,
her ride. (tipsy scene quite bright after her
And at dile moment the Urimehaw drive, and, in answer to his solicitous
wugoaotte, one, mase of dripp.ng um• itnpilrit e, ole tells him oho le 1101 a
breha4, drlvee Aust. bit wet.
"Lady Dermot driving with that "And where d0 you think I have
11rs. Mylan, 11t her own pony -cut'- been, Maurine?"
ridge! How awful l" "I can't tell, darling"—leading her
Tiley would have left Mrs. Vivian . Into the drewleg-room by the hand,
Ue poems on the roadside rather , "At my mother's?"
than give her a meat in their car- I "1 was there, too"—with sudden
rage.
Were/tend about the good Hamar- star had attacked her levee, Mies
tan now." Flackman sa•eamtd with terror, call-
ing loudly for help. John Skillings
urged him horse mpeedlly forward,
thrusting oat Ills hand with the In-
tentioi of seizing the reins near the
load of the struggling animal. An-
other long bucker darted upward and
faeten(.d itself on one of the rhtge
of sho bridle b11 10 perhaps against
the 1000 of the horse.
+'An octopus, a devil fish," shout-
ed a dozen voices, as thexle On
horseback crowded to the !emcee
of their companion. Miss Fla:knttt
proves to bo at home in the sad -
(110, or she would have been thrown
from the back of the frenzied horse,
She drew herself up into the sad-
dle and called to ono of her friends
to cone and take her on his horse.
The horses scented danger, and
though the boys were lashing them
with fury 111d driving their spurs
into their fbwke they refused to
approach their struggling comrade.
Only a few seconde ihad passed elite°
the attack Wad made, but the water
teas charnel to foam and colored
CIiAPVII :CSI.
'There Is going to bo limiter or
rain; the sky Is growing dark, and
the clouds aro coming up thicker
and tldekor.
(tipsy whips up her ponies
and hurries on, ller face
atilt burns at the recollection of Lady
Dormers wows, trod she le unhappy,
angry sand miserable, feeling that
she ought not to tell Mau,ice, and
yet longing to do so alt the while.
1e she unsuited 11) him ? Site recalls
all hie fond tenderness, hie devalue,
lits perfect happ,ness with her. Never
even for a mewed has he shown
that he was anything but pleased
with lits Mince, And dose ehe not live
for him? Has not this very drive
be011 taken at his wtslt, to Ovalle
him ?
"Would you wish your cloak on,
my lady ?"
Tito interruption comes from the
groom, who 1s thinking that he wall
be drenahod to the skin presently.
And down the rain comes as from a
shower bath. sudden, coil and in 110i, r
and heavier, and to one minute the
whole sky eeeme severed wah a
dark, portentous pall. The ponies
put down their tteuda In mute pro.
Leet, 11,41 the rain beans In Olpey'a
face so that Nile can hardly sec.
A carriage crams rumbling by. Mre.
111118e it 11,1 Flora are com.ortat,ly
seated in it ; but Gipsy leas hardly
time to no.ico them, 1,N the peeled are
frightentee oy the storm, and 11 takes
all her strength to 11014.1 them in. Tea
roads aro a 0tle4(1 of water in a few
minutes, muddy torrente racing in all
utrc done. The ominous mutterings
and rumoitngs In tate dletatoo prow
al.iim the fury of tho tap000aohinl2;
thnnderotprm; but Gipsy Is not
afrald of thunder. ehe laughs as the
rain dashes In her face lord reduces
her hat and feathers to a species of
pulp.
The ponies are pulled up suddenly ;
the groom, perched up behind, and
holding the umbrella eo that it covers
himself far more than his mistress,
peeps round the shelter, and sees a
tripping figure leaning against the
bn nk and looking wildly about her.
"Go end ask that lady to allow me
to drive her home; Gipsy says over
her shoulder.
"Yea, my lady," replies the faithful
John, with an tuward groan, and pre-
pares to lot the rain do Its worst.
Walking across the road, he delivers
, the message.
"You will be drenched," Gloms
nays, guiding her ponies up b0xide
the Ile(Ige. "Please lot m° take.
gravity at the recollection of the in-
with blood that toes strramin
ploy Sir Maurice, It will be tervlew with her mother-in-law. And g
dreadful for him. Weil, I always she. tulle SIC Mau'too (d the meeting' from the uosn and mouth of the
thought there sus something strange with Mrs. Vivian, and draws a ser- horse. It 1(01041 ae 11 a dozen long,
slimy reptiles were fastened ebamt
WNW 1(1 Itis wife. Wlty, it is oiegraoetul rowful teeter° of tlto lonely Ilfe of
even to look at such a person 1" the outcast of society.
`'('reaneng oat these remarks to Sir Maurice Dermot looks grave.
101 other, the Orimehaw family ' "It was kind and nice of you, Gipsy,
drive on, the rain thundering down to drive her home ; but I am sorry
0n their umbrellas. The Blokes hike- you went 11110 her house."
0010 are much exercised in their "Why ?" sho asks, with such trust -
minds. r lag, hntooeut ey(ts that he feels ho
"Do you eye Mrs. Vivian, leaning hardly knows what to say.
against the bank and oougling ?"
"Yes, poor thing 1" murmurs Flora.
"She looks dying."
Mrs. Blake, who has reached home
warm and dry, feels a hall-twhtge of
remorse tthe recollection of Mra
I m a
\151x1) drenched through and shaking
with cold a mile from her home.
"1 nm almost sorry I did not giro
her a lift," she soya, uneaslly ; "but I
was air^:std elle might have forces). leer
acquaintance on us afterward, and
0110 must bo particular in n neighbor-
hood like this.
Tho beaut(".I Flora laughs.
"1t Is In lye was not with
Ila; elle tv 1 a:., o insisted on your
delving hi. eeme, mamma."
"Yes, Indeed 1"
But all the evening Mrs. Illake can-
not get Mrs. Vivian's hollow uhoeks
and sad eyes cul q1 her mind, as she
stood In the torrents of rain, looking
so piteously at tate narrlago rolling
by.
Mean wh'le, Gipsy, unconscious that
Kite hne tranegreeeed the rules of
eoclety almost past forgiveness,
drives along swiftly 111 the rain to-
ward Laurel Lodge, where Mrs.
Vivian lives. As ehe pulls up at the
hall door, the thunder seems 10 break
right over their heads In one loud
crash. ('Ito ponies pluege and rear
the groom runs rotted to their Leede
and bttolde them tightly.
Mrs. Vivian turtle to Gipsy, and the
red color flushes her thin cheeks,
" Please come in till the rat t is
over ; 1t is not really ante to drive
in such a storm, and the carriage can
go round to the stable."
(11pey agrees readily to the pro -
'e'en!, regardless what the world will
think. And, 011, if some of her ac-
quatntan0ee could see her sitting lit
Mrs. Vivian's drawl Ig -room before a
comfortable flee, In.Jsttig on Dirs.
Vivian's changing her wet tillage at
once, and leaving Iter with u book 1
And then, later on, could they have
soon the two ladles with a dainty
tea -table bctweeu them, and Gipsy
with her hat off, it having gone to
bo dried; and Iter short curie all wot
with the rain, sippi 'g her tea and
talking to tele dreadful Mrs. Vivian,
wlto Indeed looks we if eh had urarli•
done with everything to this world !
"I am afraid you aro ill,'
says, pttingly, looking at tit 1 trans-
parent hands end the thin ft 10 that
even to her tuesperiencrd et'.0 ((111
to have death written 0n them.
" Yee, I have been 111 a long Ville,'
Mrs. Vlvlan anxtvore, sndlr, herbright, feverish eyes looking into
Gipsy's face, " 1 know I nm Ii a
consumption, though the doctor does
not Ike to `elf me" ; and, smiling
pl.ifull-r, site welds, "He docs not know
stow glad 1 nm to bo 111."
" 1 am very sorry," Gipsy whispers,
a great pity shining 1n her 01511 Dyes.
" No, do not be sorry ; you would
noti if you knew all," site snyx, look -
Ing up for a second time at 10 ph010-
graph on iho chimney -piece --aa pho-
tograph of a fat, chubby, laughing
baby.
Olpey's glance totllowe her.
"What a dear little child !"
"Yes, he was," whispered Mrs. Viv-
ien ; and, then, Glpsy kllewe 110 i0
dead.
The rain has cleared, and the pony -
carriage le at the door again. Gipsy
gets up to go, and holds out her hand.
Mrs. Vivian half extend( hers, then
draws It back, while a swift, painful
blush rushee to her forehead.
"Lady Dermot, bit 1)t( thank yon,"
she says, falteringly, "Sou know who
I atm. Other ladles passed me be' 1.0-
day,
o-(ley, and you took m'o In. 1 think I
Sanely, Gipsy, you have heard all
the matelot about this Mrs. Vivlan'e suckers, and emitting an Inky ('laid
running away from her husband and that colored the waters of the sea.
everything? And nobody knows her Itevolvere and guns were quickly
now ; so, dear, I don't want you to brought into action, and the boys
take her up, or anything of that rained lead into the quiver:,ng mass
kind ; and you need never see her of living devilry, which seemed to
again," he winds up, triumphantly. have no further effect than to in -
"Maurice, I promised to go again," cream! Its rage and cause It to
sho says, lit a very Idw votoe, and lash the sen with soma of Its arms,
while eithere were fastened upon
the struggling horse.
Finding that he could not force his
horse close enough to be of service
to Mime Flackman, George Judy, a
valiant young rancher drew hie pock-
etknife and plunged into the men.
Seizing the Imperilled girl about the
waist, ho (crew Iter on Ids shoulders
and wail In tae act of bearing her
away when the floundering horse
turned his head around, dragging the
octopus so near that it lashed
against bile body and Ssalle('d him to
stumble. Ilegaining an attitude of
defence, he found that nn arm of
the persistent devil firth was fast-
ened shout the screaming girl's an-
kle. His knife happened to be a
good one, and a single fureefel blow
sufficed to mover the repulsive mem-
ber of the monster's body. Other
arms, vibrating with rage like the
tongues of mad reptiles, shot above
the convulsed waves, and In the
millet of them appeared the head and
groat eyes of horror within a few
feet of iho rescuer's face. One can
hardly imagine a man In a morn
frightful or perilous position. A11 tho
horrors of a battlo and dtnth be-
neath the waves as the devil fish
slid along tho bottom, with Its vic-
tim In ire grasp, toward spino cav-
ern flashed across the brawn young
utnn's mind, and ho determined to
make a heroic struggle to nave
himself and the girl on his shouldore.
Ills blade flashed, and at every
stroke n tentacle fell, severed, upon
the foaming sea. The monster
Built irm(vl and inched the water, ap-
putrently little affected by tate lose
of several of Its terrible woapone.
When the boat reached the heroic
young man's tilde, he was almost
ready to fall from exhaustion.
The 111)1-140 shook the etiekcr5 leoee
from him nose, and, as MINS Ilaek-
Inn11 and her 'valiant rescuer were
resisted into tbo boat, they saw the
fragments of tho ootopue still qubv-
erieg with combativeness, slowly
sinking about tho hideous head and
body.
the head of the furious animal. The
boys PO tile boat pushed the bony
of their little craft 01000 to the
devil fish, and one of them began
to strike It with an oar, while an-
other made battle with a boat-
hook. The enraged monster sud-
denly rose to the s1); face, 14111ead-
ing out a tangled mase of long
with lowered eyes,
"You pr(tmiswl? My darling, how be
It you always manage to do the
wrong thing?" odes Sir efaurlcq,
more nearly angry with her than he
line ever been in his life.
Gipsy raises two great, sorrowful
eyes to tote.
"How clot I know what is right;
when right seems wrong ?" she asks
passionately. "1t seemed no harm
to drive poor Mrs. Vivian home. Mrs.
Blake and everybody else left her
on the roadside. Olt, Maurice, I never
thought you would be angry 1"
"I am not angry," he answers,
looking at bla wife, and thinking that
this little fit of passion Is very be-
coming. "My dearest, don't cry 1"
For Gipsy's angor has ended
In "a bust of tears, and
ber husband's arms are round her,
"Don't cry, wife darling—don 1, for
my sake I" lin goes 00, soothing her
with every loving epithet in lila vo•
cabutary. tedlug her she may go
to Mrs. Vivian whenever ehe, pleases,
may do anything she nett, if only
she will not sob so pitiably and snake
him unhappy.
Gipsy flo,;s not tell him the real
cause of tier tears. The sting of the
Dowager Lady Dermot's words is
too deep to be lightly forgotten.
e • 0 e 4
A dinner party and a hall are to
bo given at Drurnaneon C'netle. The
Dowager Lady Dermot hen settled
1t nil with Sir Maurice, and has given
lam a good lecture into the bargain
on Gipsy'm indieeeetton In going to
Laurel Lodge.
(1b be Continued.)
CONFLICT WITH
A DEVIL FISH.
• Tem Gin alhrilling Adventure.
(Chicago Tribune.)
Panto young people of Corwin
Christi on the kilt resod of Texas
hart a narrow ewer, front a liert'11110
death recently. A email Island item
about two miles off the coast nrul
at low tide It can be reached by
wading or on horseback. The island
lx 11 beautiful spot and touch Nought
by tourists and plenic parties. The
party in queetI0l had spent the day
on the island. ,Nies Fanny Flackman
excitnnged her meat lit the batt for
the pony of one of the young mete
\Sld'e they were xlowly yxtraeyht
back hilar Fbeckman's horse suddenly
throw up iris head, elatggcring and
enortin1• as if frightened and hurt.
The young woman Jerked the reins
and etruek the animal a sharp blow
with her whip. Jia made a power-
ful lunge forward, bellowing like a
wild nmetang, and as ho made an
attempt to rear up for another
plunge, two long, snaky loolen11 arms
shot tett of the water by the side
of his ho d. ,Realizing that some mon-
Modern l'en(•lupen.
During the war in the Transvaal
several Doer women living near
Johannesburg heard from time to
time that their husbands had been
killed by the British, and, after
mourning for them the specified lime,
they all married again.
No mows. was peace concluded,
however, than most of the husbands
who were supposed to be (lend re-
turned to their homes and speedily)
convinced their former wives ,eat
they were not ghosts, but living
men. The warren were then in a
queer predicament, for each had two
husbands, and neither wan Inclined
to surrender any of his rights in fa-
vor of the other.
No similar cases have ever before
occurred in South Africa, and 1t 1e
expected that some sensational stor-
hee will be told when the matter Is
brought into court.
Paralysis and Locomotor Ataxia.
The Dreadful Results of Neglected Nervous Diseases- Dr. Chase's Nerve Food Prevents
and Chen Paralysis by Restoring tho Wasted and Depleted Nerve Cells.
To underetend eiralysis and its I
causes it is wtelt to remember that 1
every movement of the body or ids 1
members is due to the contraction of
muscle, which can oily take place
under the tntieence of nerve force.
As this all-important nerve force
Lsdreated In the nerve centres of the
Grail' and spinal cord, and conducted
along wiri Ike nerve fibres to the
verioue parts of the body, any de-
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or terve fibres may result in porn-
lysle or lose of the power of move- 1
most. '
Puralyda than, to tete natural re-
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6e5.
u you find yourself nervous and
Irritable, over-sersilivc to light,
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ucuthlee to deep 1)r test, el dowu-
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your blood thin Dal wakes, pet
111101) every reason to fear pai'10
of at leant some part of the body,
and consequent suffering and help-
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Paneralysis can always be prevented
and partial parnlys:* actually cured
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Neeve P110 . The t`Ihe• to begin
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mi. These axe indications of a degen-
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terve force becomes exhaueted psar-
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1140004 to renewed activity, nor a
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wi1ieit forms row, red cor-
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