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The Wingham Times, 1911-10-12, Page 7• 1 THE WINGTIA.M. TIMES, OCIODER 12 1911 • ++++++ +4+4++++ y +++++++ +++4+444++ Linked by Fa CHARLES GARVICE Author of The Verdict of the lieirt,"." A Heritage of linte," "Nell of Shortie Mills," "Paid "A Mociern, Juliet," Etc. , you can't be blind -to one coma a,, - to the fact that Julien Shore is-er -very much in love with you my I'kat' Judith." _ "Wear phe edid again and in ex-, actly the same tone. • "Well! Dices my sold, yott don't want nee to point out that you Ought to shift your objective. If yoli can't get the present king il! the castle, why not -nut make for the next?" She taunted wearily, "You telk as if Vane were an old man, on the braik of the grave." . "No, he's not an old men,. but - well, accidents are always occur- tring," retorted Sir Chandos. "Look :at the way Providence shot him into the title, and -and -well, I've a !fancy Vane won't make old bones. lie looks to Inc like a Man who has reeased to take an interest in life, :and by gad, when that's the cape, llife soon ceases to take an interest tin.the man! Then -then he is a reek - loss devil; you saw him riding that horse of his yesterday/ It was a marvel he Wasn't thrown. Mark my. •worcls, he'll break his neck some Hee face went -white in the dark- ness and her hands clenched each oth- .01, "Until he does-" he began, then Istopped, "So what I say is," resumml Sir . Chanties with I he . reatindan,:a and ..einphasis of a hall tipsy man, "keep the two strings to your bow, my .."" odear girl. Vol' instance, there's no 'need to trent ! hem so caveller13, He's a deeent ebet , he's ;'ord of ;s.mi, and, it's nay (minim( 1 set I 1+11 come into this sooner' 00 later-" lie swept his hand across the view comprehen- • steely. "At any rate, I'm dead cer- tain that you're making no head- way with Vane. Of course with your 'beauty -by gad, I'm as proud of it :as you arel-you might marry any - 'body; but, well, you've got into the ;pace here and- Now, take my ad - ••vice and think the raatter over." She laughed again. "If I do not marry Vane,. if I have ;lost him,", she said, almost to her- + self, "it does not 'matter-" '"That's what I say," her precious father caught her up, with an eager : hiccough. "It's been my motto all my life -and a very prosperous life • it's been -that, if you can't get the 'moon, good cream cheese is an ad- . mirable substitute. Now do be a sensible girl, my dear Judith!" He stretched out a wavering hand .:to lay it upoii her shoulder,• but she ...Shrank slightly but perceptibly, and Sir Chandos. carrying his hand to , this moustache and murmuring, "I'll just go and ;got a drink. Too much ,salt in that Jost savoury," Idled , . janntily bem beck to the soking-r na. 'Julian. With a pale face and a throbbing heart, was stealing avray then he heard another step, .on the terrace, and he waited. It was Vane's.: Judith also heard it, and yrith a smothered sigh turned towards. him. ' "Who is it?" said Vane. "Ah, it's you!" as she moved .into the light .from the window. "Have you seen 5 Julian? They want him for bridge." I "No," she said in the soft, low and deliciously inimical note which i always came into her voice when she spoke to him. He left the drawing - room some time ago." "Gone into that den of his,,I sera pose. If go, it's useless .to attempt tO draw him. What a good fellow he iss isn't he?" "Yes?" she said, half Interroga- tively, ae if she knew he had a. pur- pose in his praise. "Such a -a likeable chap," said . 'ane with the awkWardness with which a man approaches a delicate sebject. "And he's' clever too. The sort of Men mho would mike hie meek in the world if -if lie had an object." lie lit a cigarette, tossing the mateli almost on to Julien, and Silloked feriouslY for a moment or two. "YOtt-take a great interest in. hint," she sa id 111 so low a voice that Juliet. hud to strain bis Pare. "thither! ' itssented Vent., "and rm. turally, Peeing that he will folloW mo “w1tl--401.1oW you?" she repeated, ltIiS'I)O 0110111. Vane nodded. "Yes. X shall pever marry." She moved out of the light and leant agaiest the rairieg in her old attitude. "I'm .one of those fel- Wee who aro better stogie." "Ah, X understand!" she breathed with a long -drawn sigh. Vane frowned 'incl set his teeth. "See here, Judith," he said in the tone of a man Who has resolved to SPeak his mind and to spare neither himself not his hearer, "I don't think you do. Of .course I know you are thinking of the past and -and our old engagement. You don't inirid my speaking of it? Why ehoulcl you?" "Why should I?" she said in a, still voice. "Quite so. That's 'all past, and X doret want you to think yon havb anything to reproach yourself with. We -well we made a mistake, that's • all; and it was precious ' lucky for 1 you that you discovered it befere it was too late!" •. "Was it I only who discovered it?" she asked. • Vane hesitated for' a moment.' It is never easy to tell a woinan that you have ceased to love her. "Let us say that you were • the first to make the discovery,", hasaad, gently. "We won't discuss it." "Ne; it isn't necessary," she said in a strange voice, as if taus were holding herself under control.. "You have told me enough. I -jilted you, Vane; but -you found consolation. There is another woman!" Vane did not start, but he set his teeth and his brows as if he had struck him. For a moment he was silent, than, looking Straight before him, he said grimly: "You are right, there is -there was another woutan." • .Her hand stole to her bosom and cItitch&I, the lace there. She had hop- ed against hope for a swift, denial; the conflemation of her dread was alniost more than she could bear. Scarcely breathiag she stole a little, clOser to him. "Tell -tell me about her," she whispered. ' He shrank again; but after a pause, during which she thought he must - hear the wild beating of her heart, he said: • "I don't think I can. There are sonic things- No, no, just let it rest at that." ' ' "Is she -is she anyone X know?" "No," he replied almost curtly. "She is, of course, very beautiful? T -I ean't imagine you caring for a plain woman." He drew his hand across his brow. "She- Let it rest," he said, hoarsely. "I did not want to speak of myself, but -Julian.". She stood motionless, as if She. bad not heard hint, then as if she had suddenly become 'conscious of his worda, she said, in a voice absolute- ly emotionless: "Mr. Julian Shore?" "Yes. Judith, he -has fallen in love with von." "And you -you have cometo plead his cause!" she said .swiftly through her closed teeth. •. "I have come to plead his cause," he assented, resolutely'. "It's like my impudence, you think? But, consider, Judith! He is of my kith and'kin; I She MOW* 0144den1y, as it oho were losing the control over hereon which she had . Maintained by an almoSt seper-hurnan effort, XI Vane MOM* ing had Ought for a mode of elieng• MIS himeelf ler her treatment Cot ItIM. he .CoUld not have found a More deadly, a. Mere Creel one, For it mement or two her lipe treMbled with the rage -and, yes, hatee-whieh POWWOW) her; but she pressed her haousnrdtboacher lips and forced the hot w, "You -mean well," be said; at ,larsoL•fut "iYooy9urCue.,110.,itt shcalld be very g 4, 'Vim -then YOu .are not offended? „You'll think it over*, and -and be"0, little kinder to Julian?" he Reid, gravely, earnestly. , "I will think it over, and Mr. Shore shall have no cause to MA.. Plain of In, unkindness." she paid. Then suddenly she laughed, not load- ly, but so strangely that Vane ptart- . ed and ' looked at her with question- ing surprise; for as he had ceasild to love her, as MO heart was huriod there on the Fairy Isle, he had no suspicioa that she still cared foF hirn; had she not aeft, him of her own free will?. "What, -what is. the matter?" he asked with all the denseness of the straightferward man. . "Nothing,.': she replied, the -laugh , dying suddenly and her voice once more impassive and emotionless, "I was only thinking bow welt you had performed your task; that -that if had known the truth I might have inint in the roof %%hell cou spared, mysell,sionle, as it proves, opened a lc -starter et an inch or 1 quite :unnecesSarY remorse. But the thrown wide so that the. fumes from past, our past, is past, as you the crucibles and chemical retorts . ule escape in a few moments.. 'The walls -Were covered with a composi- tion which, resisted the cerrosive ef- fects of the noxious fumes, on which Vane so often animadverted. A draught, even a breath of air, is of- ten fatal to st,,, chemical experiment, tio Julian had contrived . that the room should be rendered kieheolutely hermetically Sealed by the atosing of the ventilator, which was worked, On the simplest principle, by a cOuple of ropes, passing over a pulley, wbich he could .control tiy a lever fixed en- der his writing table. . As he entered he saw, bY the light. front the furnace, the bent figure of Deborah. Shewas moving about the room in her noiseless way, a tortoise- shell rat, which had attached itself to Me, following her as noiselessly aad rubbing against her. A silver tea equipage stood on a small table near the furnace, and as Julian en- tered she pointed to it. J Wino nodded and sank into the- eapy-chair near the table, and De- botah stood quite motionless anti as waiting for his • commands,„ her full grey eyes fixed on his as a dog's is fixed upon his master. Juicen wiped the sweat from his . brow Mad poured himself out a cup of tea, as if unconscious of her pre- sence; then he looked at her and said, on bis fingers: "Deborah, keep away from the front of the house. Sir Chanties Orme has seen you -and spoken to Inc." "Yes, Mr. Julian," she replied with a swift movement of her thin (la- gers. "Is there anything else?'" "No, no, nothing," he signed. "You can go now." She turned, then paused and look- ed as him. . • "Are you surethere is nothing el.e.e? You are not .looking well; yott are looking as it you were ill. Is there nothing Deborah can do? You Would trust me, sir?" . "yes, yes," he said, impatiently. "What should there be? 1 ant quite well. Have you made up the fire?" "Yes, Mr. Julian." "Well, then, you may O. Here - take this cat with you." ' She went for the cat, but it eluded her and crept closer to Julian. "Oh, never mind, then," he said, impatiently, "Let it be. Now hot the room is! It is the fire, I sup- pose. Open the ventilator, please." She went to the lever ' and opened with difficulty the window in the top' of the wall. "It wants a new rope," she signed. Julian nodded irritably. "Yes, yes, I'll sea to it." She glanced - at him, with the de- votion, of the spaniel, waited a mom- ent to see if there were any other orders, then bit the room, earefully closing the berinetically sealed door alter her. jolian leant back and sipped hie tea. His heart was beatans fieecely, his brain was in a whirl. The tileio- dramatic scene in which he had play- ed a principal part danced before him. His lips had touched hers, ...Judith's! She had pi•oinised to be his wifel His wife! lie closed his 'eyes Mut .a, smite curved Wis lips. But the condition! That he should reign as master at Lesborough. He had accepted it in the niontent of i HAS usED- 1DR. 'FOWLER'S Extract of Wild Strawberry mit The Lett 1/1fteen Vetere • Mrs. tuntien MtiRte, 82, 8th $t. NM% 'Brandon'Man„ mtieh Pleasurefbr me to say that I have ueu IDr. roller% Extract Of Wild Strawberrij n tny home, every Summer, for tbe lest fifteen yeam. , "I have six obildren and have wait „Ion every one of them. I "X use it Myself and so does tny unhand. Last summer my baby, seven onths old, was taken very sick' with Mutter Complaint,' and we thought he would die. We got a bottle of Dr. owler'e Extratt Of Wm Strawberry and ttarted giving it to him in' entail &Sea land in three days he got quite well, so Iwo kept on with the medicine for about !st week or more and he became as well M ever. "My little girl, two years old, was taken very bad with the slime trouble, find 1 used two doses of tie smite 'medicine "Myself kid my htlaband think there watit him to be -happy.. And, y ,OW.,nx. land she was completely cured. s no other medieine so good for an George, Julian will never be happy acc0pt, your conditions," he 'bowel tonaphrints. until he has won yout" , he Still hold her. "You made it in said, hoarsely, fAhe shrank back, but . "If anyone wishes to kik& What an "or you have won I111 for him?' jest, in Mockery -a) He looked at her quietly,. "1.11017"wsaht:11;ttnteldn,t t'l°3:11Yet* excellent remedy Dr. Folder's gitteet said. of wild strawberty is, inn wifibecto " ' it -it is you who lest, who trifle." lle smiled tunl, for a. moment, his self-possession left him. ',Coward! 'The word stings! Yell shelf flee! X accept the conditions. Give mc -give tartreSt 'of your worldly xv..8 _ i dont. had said, ane ""You're 111111(.41u of constutletWeS PrOnelS02". She shrank from blin as he drew her closer to him; bnt. suddenly she, lifted her face, White and set. "Take it t" she Whispered. He bent his head elowly end kisS- ed her on the lips. With a low cry she broke from Ulm end sped up the steps; but On the terrerat she turned aid 100ked down on him with a strenge expre4Siti7l in her eyes, an eapression in which •fear and hate and the longing. for Menge fought for predominance. ' jelian stood looking lip at her, at the spot on whiett she had stood, with glowing eyeS, while one Mild Mint twenty; then be went softly round the house, ardoeked. a door in and posing 'through the Mall .yard -it had once bet% a ladies,' gar- den, but was note moss .and Weed - grown -on, which the laboratory looked-ualocked the inboratory doge With hie chub-keY and entered 0001n. There was an .air of -coinfort about the • apartment. The wane. - Were colored. a dark maroon, the wood,. work was of Waluut, beattifelly pol- ished, there were pictures on was, and a baby grand pieno; but its schettilic purpose •had not been forgotten. Vane, with the generosity. .chneaeterized, him at all times, but never more thanin hia dealinge" with Jallan, had Win carte- blaache,. and Julianhad tranaformed the Witehes' room: into' a model lab, tiratOry, The reein was man* and air -proof, end ventilatee .by -Olio- ' wet igh . ed in the heating field; I " be ' kill he eareleffte shot in the -- He wiped the e-Weat from hie lore - 'heed again and looked rettral the room. Ills eyes fell upon the erueible on the Spirit furnace,. and the IOW gaVe plaGe, for the Menient, to the ecientist. HO r0.00 end Went tei the fitreece. The liquid in the pot Woe emitting a bluish ilatne, a Strange and Pungent odor, o depae and Pen- etrating that, as 'hp hent oVer it, it caught his breath and Made it dine, cult, loeleed Velma the Mom. The "elitiletter was hell eloSed; his hand I went to the lever WhiCh admitted or elosed the air; but he shut the venti- lator, .end. titood ler a Moment as if 1 considering deeply, Then he Went to a' cupboard, took out a length of Muslin, and, after soaking It in A liquid which he prepared in a 'bowl, wrapped it round his mouth and note- trils. With deliberate moVenteats be lock- ed the door, saw that the Ventilator was tightly closed, then lifted the iron cover AVM the pot on the fur - Mice. A subtle, penetrating fume aroSe and filled the Sombre room; the air became thick and palpable. Protected as he was by the muslin soaked in the antidoting soletion he was conScious of a heavy pressure on the lungs, and heart, pressure that seemed almost jai:hers:Ole, But he displayed no fear or dismay; indeed, a smile of triumph shone in his eyes, "It is the Borgia fume!" he mum- bled behind his muslin mask, tie the atinesphere grew thiCkor, More detive; e cry •pierced the silence, it was a moan, a piteous moan, from the cat which had sprung upon the table and was crouching there looking at Jul- ian entreatingly. • ''Puss, poor puss!" he murmured, a cruel, pitiless light, in his eyes. "You don't feel well, ph? No wond- er! You can't breathe in this at- mosphere? not surprised. But it is going to be Worse!" Protected by the muslin bandage, he went to her and stroked heryand the wretched animal dropped on its side and sailed.to him imploringly. "Nearly gone, eh?" he said. "Let us see what a,stronger dose will do." 1To glided to the furnace and stirred the compound; the fumes grew thick- er, .denser, and the cat, with a spas - Motile jerk of all her limbs, fell.prono on the table, her clews extended, her mouth wide open. QJ Wien went to her and turned her over. "Dead!" he said. "Dead, quite dead. It was a pity you stayed, pussy! But it would have killed a man, to raly nothing of a cat-" Hq stopped suddenly with his eyes fixed on the enfortunate cat. "It would have killed a titan, unless he were protected as I am. Itilled a man!" He tack bp the cat and examined. it closely. It was rigid with death, its -eyes staringly open; its teeth showing, ' . "No ono could withstand it," he muttered. "A .cat has nine lives, so they say, a nutm only one. Poor puss!" ' Suddenly he started. There had come' a knock at tha door. Ire stood 'staringabove his bandage from ;the cat to the door. Then he caught ap the dead animal, tossed it uncere- moniously into a cupboard, opened the ventilator to i.ts widest, removed the protective 3uus1in from his face atter watching the fumes dis- appear through the ventilator, open- ed the door. "Oh, it's you, Vane," he said. casually. "Come in." "Phew!" Said Vane. "What an in- fernal stink! What on earth have you been doing?" "Only an experiment, quite an or- dinary experiment," answered Julian. "Come ill." say - "Quite, quite/. he said, gentlY. "Shall we go in now? The air is chilly," ''Thanks, no; I should like to re- main out a little longer, should, na- turally, like to be alone to think of -1Wr. Julian Vane regarded her with a vagueam- easiness then having nothing to say, 'Said nothing, but with a slight nod of aequieseence, weat into • the house, • She stood for a moment or two as he had left her, then, supporting her- self by the rail, Inoved slowly to tie end of the terrace; there, out from the light of the windows, she flung up her hands to her face and choked totek• the moan of wounded pride, of outraged love, of the worst humilia- tion which a woman can suffer; the avowed indifference of the man she loves. Loves! There was 'not one ember of love left in the fire which smouldered in her heart, but in tee place a hate as savage as death! , Half unconscious of what she was doing, where she was going, she paced beck as far as the steps, and, drawn by the stillnese and darkness,' Went down to the garden -and skim the,.figure standing against the ter- race wall. She held her breath for a moment, then glided forward and laid her hand on Julian's arm. He tarned and she saw his face.' • "You ,have been listening!" 'she panted. "Cowardt I will call to them --tell them!" She swung round towards this house, but he caught her ann. His face was white, his oyes glowing; but, just as he had restrained him- self when he found that he Was dis- possessed, so now MI: mastered hilt self -command. "Wait," he said, quietly. "Do not move, do not speak! Waitl" She stood' still, stood niotionless, rendered speechless by his unnatural calmness, and peered at him breath- lessly. "Yes, have listened," he said as quietly as before. "And it is true. I love you -ah, do not speak -yet! I love you. Is it a crime to do so? Then I ani the greatest of criminals, and X throw myself+ at yOur mercy. But you know I love you, you have known it since the day we first met. Do you suppoee I am going to 'ask you if you care for me? X alit not so great a fool! I know that Vane stands between us- • No, 'not yet! Wait, I beg you to wait until X ha.ve said what have to say. It is him you care for. am -well, just the dirt beneath your feet. But he -ah, well, I have listened; there 15 no need to remind you. Vane does not count. Y ou are lase than noth- ing to him." She put up her hands as if, indeed, she. were about to strike him, but he did not move, and his dark eyes did not mien before the lightning in hers, line I -God, how I love you! You are.. just, my whole life end "You love me?" slie Said. gliding closer to him. "Prove it! Prove it!" "'Pelt me how--'' ""Phrash him! Thrash him within an inch of his life!" she hissed, like him, X am fond of him; and I don't like to see him suffer. The poor fellow has got thin and worn -oh, but you know, you must know! X know what yon` are going .to say: that he might speak for himself. But Julian is tho last man to do that in sack a case. He is poor, I stand between hitn and the title, the es- tate. He thinks, and rightly, that you are far above him, And he is just that sensitive, high-minded kind of fellow who would suffer in silence -and you treat him, well, not too , gently." Her liteath was " comiftg fast; and she Moved a little away from him that he Might not see the passionate heaving of her bosom. • "So let nee plead his. cause," Vane went on, warming to his advocacy, and deaf and "blind to the passioti which was rending her. "I'm con- vinced that he. would make yon-" "A good husband," she finished, quite calmly. ”Well, it sounds pretty banal; but that's what I was going to ,sity," he admitted. "And that he levee you with allahle heart and soul, I've seen -and you must have seen -for Amite time past. know the siges," in a low vela+, but without bitterness. "And, mind, ant not altogether die - interested." "Noe" she said, keeping tho surg- ,ing mockery from her voice, "No. I Want to seo the Mati who will ColliO itfter Itte Make a better: thing of his life than have done. X Ilitti11111111111t111:11111111111111110111H1.11,11(ilii111101114Sitisillits anztt 10 JI nntuiutinmniumunimuunumnmuntantmnut He (alined, and the smile 'wits filar a douche of ice on her fury. "No," he *said as if in response to quite ari ol•dinary, evetiyality., pro- pOsition. "That would be a• cheap kind of melodrama: and I should be the 'ono Who would be thrashed; Vane is stronger inan-" :shragged his shoulders. "YOU are a coWard!" she said, her bosom heaving, her lips twitchieg, ."You prate of love like -like an ive- tor, and a bad one; but you stand by and see the wonian you say you love insulted. But you want my an- swer to your kind propoSalu-your tousin'a kind proposal, eowardi Take A d excitement, of passionate ecstame. as he would have accepted it if it had been the advent of the Millenitnn. Was there any condition, any stipu- latioe, which he would riot have ae- Npted? His! ' That bealitiful weman he lov- ed with a passion that absorbed his %thole being. Her kiss, cold and fleece ate it had been, burnt on his lips and still thrilled him. His! Judith, the loveliest woman on earth, the one woman to be desired of all others, His passion left tio eoom. for thought of Vette, Who had pleaded his, .1 cattSe. Sonar natures are incapable of gratitude, It thenl I Win merry YO and Jelian's was one ol them, e YOU reigh here as master instead of nut Vtoe's advocacy asfdt'.,,ae if it depenant, the hanger (;,t, you are,o •had not ocetwred. All his thoughts, his heart, Were bent on .1.11dith. lie caught lier by both wrists arid leant forwerd, his breath dewing as Alid he would call her his when 15 he fast as hers, hot 05.05 sinkitig into her. "igned ea Master at I.esborough! did hot occur to him to doubt her promise, for that promise had been tlietated by jeolouse mid hate, and they are Stronger and more binding then love. When he wits master!' That meant whet% Vane was 41eitil, Mel he, Julian, reigned ht his stead. mit Vane was aliVe, was but a li5. tie the elder of Julian. No matter, Ile had her promise; there WAIS hope for him. Ali sortS aucielents might happen, an Sir Chatichai, with hill II=114 Vege(nbleYreparationfor.A.5-': slgdla ng iheToodanditegtila- ow I INFANTS Promotes'Digestiou,Cheerrul- ness and riestkontalns neither coutrixorphine nor lawal. Now NAB. °Tic. tor Decti;eafetelikSOMParlial orea- 1We:we • Rodgell.Sfre- ifttie.rea reudingtre. flions,e411- faerl.,:prwArn Aperfec Remedy for Constipa- tion, Sour Stomach,Diarrhoea. Worros,Convuisions,Feverish, neUs andLoss or SLEEP. TacSimae Signature of e4W4-7-2rosx. NEW 'YORIC. =At t,i#00,0s`.0 tt, is(Dosts'-;.35,ct*Ts, raiacT COPY WHAPPma. A CASIO I For Infants arta Childreu. The Kind You Han Always Bought Bears the Signature of 111 Use For Overi Thirty Years CASTORIt THE GENT^ COMPA 4Y 44 YOR I fancy. Polly," 'said Nina; Mit she knew there was sound sense in the suggestion, and she went out more frequently. There are wets° places in the early autumn than the London parks -one sometimes wonders whether London-, ers are as intiruate With those parks as they ought to be -and Nina found, In this, the dead season, that they were almost as lonely as a country lane. There is one part of Hyde Park -which wild horses shall not induce me to indicate -where one could wander to and fro for hours without meeting. a fellow human being; and It was here she found the plot of her new play and worked out its characters and scenes, coming home In the afternoon to pat the thing on 1.0140r. During these hours she was almost happy; it was at night, aa she tried to 'sleep, end in the early hours of the morning when she lay awake counting them as they were boomed by Big I3en, who hath no pity upon the sick and the sleepless who lie within hearing of his loud :and insistent tongue„ that her unsat- isfied heart cried, "I am Malingered; give me food!" Now and again she stole. to her seat at the back of the upper circle at the Momus and looked at her little play, and of course she saw its many faultr more plainly each voirsioti,wasi:d learned the lesson -which can only be learned by these faults Soinetimes she stayed to the (41(1 of the musical piece and went round to the stage door to wait for Polly: and one night she had ;what Polly would have called an adventure. She WaS Stand 111 the pasenee near the doori%centes dee, the piece Wits just over ani some or the nu% PIA leavimr the the- atre. As a rule they were all too titsel or too much engaged in talking and Ittlighing among themselves to notice her as she stood in a corner, but to -night a super, who had been drinking, caught sight of her and, stopping, eyed her with a tipsy smile. "Waiting for me, miss?" he asked. Nina glanced towards the glass box, but the man had gone away for moment. She turned her head away as if she had 1105 heard, but the fatuous young fellow approached her with what lie considered an. ingratia- ing smile and offered hie arm. "Come along with me, ' he said. "Come Outside where we can talk, Intlit"re he could say another word. or tome' her, there came a light, firm etep along the passage, and a gentleman herried down it. Ile was a youeg Man, with 0 handsome and pleasant facv, in which a pair of freak and boyish blue eyes were the CHATTED. XVII. Suecess is sweet, we are told, but the sw(+et was embittered to Nina by the sight of Judith at the theatre, though she tried to be grateful to the Providence whieh had rescued her: from poverty, given her so g.00d at .riond as Polly, and, ah, best of all,. pt.ovided work for her. Dives:al The cam which we have dimmed into a blessing; and not more blessed to ally man than the artist, whose one prayer, after he him finished orie task, is, "Clive me strength for the next!" Nina sprang at Mr, Itareourt's sug- gestion that she Should write a, long play, and she set to work at it at once • with feverish energy; for she knew that only by brain toil, the toil the artist might in, could she escape from brooding °vol. the past and the fate that had linked her to it mart who was in love with the beautiful creature she had Seen in the box nt the theatre. nut if Nina's joy was damned, Pot - bee shone brightly. "X can see your leture as plainly as one of those fortune-telling people ie Deed Street," she declared sol- emnly to Nina. "You are going to. be a famottS authorese .and play writ- er like-"' $he mentioned two or three of the ladies who have 800red euccess as dramatists end so brobett the .spoll which ham so long rested Upon, womee Writek for the stage, "You are .going to be animus, Decl- ine. Why, you are famous, alreadyl Haven't you had most Womlerfei notices; and aren't the stalls almost full when the 111'st piece begins, thing unheard of till "lhe Petroth- ed,' And woulde't you like to hove ped and raised his hat. better rooms, and haVe maid. of "I'm afraid the man was milking your own, like Man Tracey?" himself a nuisence," ht. said, and his 'Voice was as frank end pleasent But is.iina shook her head and hie eyes. "Non -:toil hate not been "You are offended, ladtmum 'said. "1' la sorry, X beg yoor par - dos. Judith, beg it most humbly! ' d r n afraid rye done Julian 'ten theth what it has clone for Me. ASK FOB Ai BR. BOWLUIV8 0 AND 11s1st ON otrrinG Viva YOU ASIt Manufactured ouly bY frho I. Milburn 1 more harm with you than good, But X -well, X presumed on • oar old. - FOIL to..- Linalted, Tomtit°, Otti friendship...#..0. Al- . ...-.., THE BORROWING HABIT. The farmers who have not been ask- ed to loan some implement or tool are few and far between. "I want to bor- row your corn planter to -day, mine is out of order; or similar requests are often heard. It is hard to refuse to help a man who is in trouble; but when you know that he is too careless to keep his own planter in repair, you do not feel like loaning yours to be broken also. It is a different spirit with which you hear the news that a neighbor's team was killed by lightning in the midst of the haying season and that he has no • other team. You tell your man to take your team and go over and do what- ever the neighbor wants him to do. Some folks never have anything; 'they are chronic borrowers. And it is safe to say they are thorns In the flesh of the neighborhood. If a tool is nec- essary then own it, or own a share of it so as to be entitled to its use. Do not be a borrower of common things. Your neighbor will like you better if you never come to borrow. If /feces- sary to use something you have not and a neighbor has, then go and say, 'Neighbor Blank', I'd like to rent your manure spreader a few days, if you. can spare it. Your neighbor may say, 'That's all right, take it along I don't want pay for it.' Here is your chance is make a friend by refusing to take it, telling your neighbor that he can't afford to buy such things for others to use. In some places, a, certain rent rate is established. No one ever loans a tool they rent it. That stops care- lessness in a neighborhood. It tends toward friendship rather than discord. Borrowing is a pernicious habit --habit, that's all it is. Take good care of the farm machinery and borrowing will be almost unneccessary. most tioticeable feature-. They were quick, as well as good-looking , e :es and he saw, in a moment, what was going on. Without a word his hand fell on the triall'S ShOlthive and he swung him round towards the door- way as if he were a skittle, and not a heavy one at that. The man look- ed round with an angry oath, but it died on his lips, and with a stilton "All right, my lord!" he wt•nt un- steadily on his wily. The young felloW wee about to folloW when, hesitatingly, he stop - laughed. "No, no, Polly. Let no go on eti Aye are. Who kno.,ve? Thie next PitlY may be a feilttre, 511011"'111(41we ellotdd have to go back to the bus:amps." 'Not yoll! You've even the lizSt of nonnot,builditig!'" retort( Al 1 con- ethaniy, "DM, oll. 1 do hope you wou'l be so 141 alla %ticked its to merwork oaraelf. 1.'olt tire looking pale and thin-mr, it's no (Ise pun. tlenvinir 11; I can izve quite plainly. Von falai: la! e )4 (3')' i•verelso“, 1-41.1.10tre meet it. 1' 14' leen! sta.:(... 1 Lark 4,„a•i'thio 11,,,„ up..? %viler+. that Ineeitia (I+ ( it• '1,0 • "No, thanke," i1.1 !Nina. "I am spoil nearly ii1) their tittle in tile alr " ('I'0 conituad.) i gh ten ed , I 11(11 t?'' "Not in thevery least," Nina re- plied. "Ho had only spoken a few Worde before you came up. Telt a am very much obliged to you for send- ing him aWa,y.' She did not color, or min 0 whit embarrassed, but met his gaze. of •h•ank but quite respectful interest with the -conventional ease which ie the lady's birthrieht. "I ant I'M,' 11., said, in the tone in which one addresees au equal. "Ar. volt 101111 10r 11. euNari.:? Goderich's tax rate for 1911 will be 263i mills. This decision was arriv- ed at at the special meeting of the town council. This rate is one and a half mills higher than that of many years previous. The chief reason for the raise is attributel to the fact that a consi derable amount, has been expen- ded on educational institutions a new school and salaries for a greater num- ber of teachers 4•Iomms.444.1,00.4.4*•••4 WAS TROUBLED WITH NEADACHE FOR OVER TERI YEARS Dr. told him to try Barad Blood Bitters far. Ilenry.Sirot, Dumas, Sask., avritest "For over teia -years 1 have been troubled . with- headaches every morning, accom- panied by an aridity or bitter taste in the mouth. Thinking the ,eause of it was the too great 1155 01 smoking tobateo, I have quit the pipe for two months, but it was always the same, I went te the doctor and be told me to try Some of your Burdock 13lood Bitters. I got - a bottle and found quite a reliti before I had done with it. I then bought another one and used it all. Now 1 can say that I am perfeedy cured. I teled to be without appetite emeriallv in the morning and now X feel as pod ee n era. men. I eannot tee highle• teem...mend nutdoek Mood Baler0 la eat t+tasteas 1.;et:ei1ng from heatiaeliee to: too atoniaelt." IBurdock Blood Bitter.s i.-.; volAufftetnmi only 133' The T. Nilotaill Toronto, Ont.