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The Wingham Times, 1905-02-16, Page 7•** *******:*********040, •*+r•••••••••.••!•••...,rs•s 11,01111r41000•1111114111110111 46.44.41.1040 S`. ltf' �t+� The Girl of the Orchard Copyright. 1901, by Charles W. Hooke; a i want your advice. The girl is a ]niece of Mrs. Witherspoon, without means and something of a drudge here, I'm afraid, in a polite way. Trask has persuaded her to sit for him and Sibyl ,while they were sketching and has ]kept her a good deal in his company, I should judge. I have no suspicion • that he has ever deliberately entered into a flirtation with her, but you know his way." "Yes," said my father, "I know it" What would he say if I should tell him of the scene that I had witnessed between Trask and SIbyl? Better not mention it until I should be more sure of my ground. "Poor little Lucy Ann Witherspoon," said I, "is likely to suffer bitterly. I wish we could do something for her. She oiight to go away. She is an edu- cated girl and fit for better things than to be a slave to her aunt. If Sibyl could come to know her well"— "Does she know her at all?" he ask- ed, foreseeing what I would have sug- gested. "Why, of course," said I. "Did I not say that Sibyl and Trask made a model • of her?" "I don't think you ever saw Sibyl :and Trask together," he rejoined. "I ,understood that no man"— Ile paused. "That no man went down to the or- •ohard," said I, completing his sentence. "However, 1 know very well that -Sibyl comes to the house." "You are mistaken," said be. "Wait!" I cried, rummaging in my -desk for the print that I had brougbt 'with me from our house. "Who is that?" Where did you get this thing?" he exclaimed. "You haven't the other half of it? Well, well. This is ex • - trnordinary. I really ought not to tell ' you"— "It is not necessary," said I. "As you have spoken of the other half of it , of course I can't help knowing that it was originally a portrait of two girls. The other was Sibyl. This is Miss Jones." "I may as well admit that it is," said my father. "This young lady I have seen," said' rI, "and for many reasons I have be- lieved her to be Sibyl." "She isn't," he rejoined. "Make your mind easy on that point." "Tben Sibyl has stuck to the or - .chard?" "To the best of my knowledge and belief she has,' said he. "At any rate, if she has come up to the house you haven't seen her here. But I'm telling ,everything. It is just what might have been expected of me. Really, you mustn't cross question me any more." I laughed. "We will return to Miss Wither- spoon," said I. "She is a great little girl, and it's a shame that she should suffer. What can we do?" "If I had only seen her"— he began. "I wonder that you didn't " said L "She usually attends to the feeding of ;the prisoners in the orchard." "You don't mean the girl that brought down the luncheon?" he exclaimed. And then he flushed to the line of his silver hair. "So you lunched with Sibyl today?" said I. "Well, I knew it before, or, at least, I knew that you were there. So don't worry about the revelation." "What did you say her name was?" he asked. "Lucy Ann? That's the girl. 1 remember"— "Hearing Sibyl speak the name?" "Yes," said be. "You drag everything • out of me. She was a very neat and nice appearing girl, and I must say that she seemed cheerful enough. You are sure you're not pitying her need- lessly?" I convinced him that I was not de- - ceived, e--ceived, and we spent considerable time devising plans to help this poor child bear her burden. There was nothing else for us to do. If the Bliss Jones whom I knew was not Sibyl, my rea- son for summoning my father to a con- ference had vanished, but I was very glad that he had come, not only be - Badly Crippled with Lame Back Was almost used up with kidney disease, but curs came with the use of Dr. Chassis Kidney. Liver Pills. Ivllt. 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'*ilt+l*lll 4 • cause of the pleasure it gave me to see him, but on Lucy Ann's .account. If she were not the better for his sym- pathy, she would be the first that ever saw it fail. Ele could be with me only for a night. We had an early breakfast next morning, and then he rode with Jimmy to St. Jo. During the forenoon I -bad a little chat with Lucy &nn in the main porch. Her own affairs did not become the subject of our talk, but she touched closely upon mine at one point. It may have been the sight of Jimmy driving back from town that brought the mat- ter to her mind. "Ills sister's coming in a day or two," said she. "I think you said that you'd met her." "Coming here?" I exclaimed. She stared at me with her pretty gray eyes opened very wide. • , . "Why not?" she asked. Naturally I could give no explana- tion. "She's been here before," said Lucy Ann, finding that I did not intend to speak. "We shall all be glad to see her, all, including my aunt and uncle, the north tree, the big east tree, the lit- tle east tree—and you." "Why do you think I shall be particu- larly pleased?" I Inquired. "Because it has been so dull for you here," she replied. "You've been so much alone. I have tried to cheer you up, and Jimmy has done his best"— "Yes," 'said I; "Jimmy has done his best. I am deeply indebted to him. But you can't have known that." "I know you don't like him," said she, and at that moment her aunt called to her from within the house. CHAPTER XIV. wIIAT I RIGHT IIA.VE GIIESSED. TURNING to my room, I met Derringer in the hall, and it struck me that be would like to hear my news, since he had known the young lady in New York. "Lucy Ann tells me that Miss La- moine is coming," said I. He was taken by surprise, but he re- covered in a moment. "Coming?" he echoed. "She's here." I had just opened my door. Ile pass- ed me and entered the room. "Here?" I exclaimed. "Why, it wasn't two minutes ago that Lucy Ann told me"— "Never mind what Lucy Ann told you," said he. "She and your friend Jimmy are merely two wheels in the machinery. Listen to me, and you will learn that Miss Lamoine was here be- fore you or I came." I looked closely at him to make sure that he was not the victim of a half digested idea. His manner was com- pletely satisfying. "It is inconceivable to me," said he, "that you should not have recognized her." "I haven't seen her." "You have not met her face to face," he rejoined, "but you have seen her. I was on the point of telling you the other day when you were writing to your father, but for certain reasons I thought best to wait. In one particular I was not quite sure of my ground." "Derringer," said I, walking up to him and laying a hand upon his arm, "you don't mean to tell me that Miss Lamoine is the girl in the orchard?" "How can you doubt it?" ho return- ed. "I recognized her almost imme- diately." "I can't believe it. Why, the girl is ,a blond." "How do you know? Did you ever see her head? I mean, have you seen it here? Doesn't she always hide be- hind an umbrella?" "It's her clothes," I protested. "She wears colors befitting the blond com- plexion. I'm an ignoramus in such mat- ters, but there are a few little hints that a fellow can't help getting. Still, • you know her better than I do. I never saw her except in New York." "Nor I," answered he. "My acquaint- ance is only a few days longer than yours. But it mattered more, perhaps." "Derringer," said 1, "this thing has tomo to a point where we must speak straight out. Sentimental confidences between men are painful absurdities, as a rule, but we seem to have acquir- ed the habit. Is it possible that Miss Lamoine is the girl you mentioned to me when we first met here?" "I will answer yes," he replied, "though the main fact of the whole matter remains still to be stated. From the moment wheel 'I met the young lady, at Cushing's house, I had but one wish or hope in the world. Such things do happen, you know." "I am the last man to express a doubt of it" said L "Yet I think I was not hurt so badly as you were." "I wasn't hurt," he replied. "Do you Imagine that I regret it? No, sir. 'I ani twice the man 1 was before, for any useful purpose in this world. Do you think 1 have come out here to pine away and diel Far from it, my friend. I came to get a bit of a grip on myself, and I've got it, and nOW I'm going back among the• workers to show what I can do for the love of a woman who is 'Worth it." �'"i►fr dear fellow,' said I, "why go back so soon? Upon my word, you »mare me. It f ever Saw a man who didn't ICDA like 'a 'quittct,' a-oU're the tudividuat'. IT9W cab pit give up ilke THE WINGIIAM TIMES FEBRUARY 16, 1905 ! this? 41s I understand it, you haven't given the lady half a cliauce. You have had no refusal." "She needs no question," said he sad- ly. "You have met her. Tell me, is it necessary to speak a word to her? Does not she sen, straight into your heart as easily as I look out of that open whi- tlow?" "I used to think so," said I, "but now, to be frank with you, I have my doubts. She has an innocent delight in mystification. It pleases her to play pretty tricks. Have you observed her brother?" Derringer smiled a strange, sad • smile. "She hasn't any brother," he said. 1 was pacing the floor and had pass- ed him. Turning quickly at this speech of his, 1 looked beyond him through the window, and there stood Jimmy Lamoine on the, driveway. Without replying in words I pointed to the boy. Derringer's eyes rested for a. moment upon James and then met mine. "Ile is not her brother," be said, "D4) you see any resemblance between thein? No; and there isn't any. I re- member your telling me that Lucy Anu mentioned to you how much the boy Ino]ced 111te ds sLnter,_.Perhans,he does. You and I have never seen Miss La- moine." "Derringer," said I, "you are becom. Ing hysterical. What is this nonsense supposed to mean?" "The simplest thing in the world," he replied. "Let ale review the matter. I met the young lady whom we have known as Miss Lamoine in New York a few days before your arrival. The effect upon me I have described to you. It is the rankest folly to say that she saw anything in me worth loving, and yet I can't help believing it. Heaven forgive me. Then you came, and what- ever impression I had made was utter- ly effaced." "Oh, see here, Derringer," said I, "she never cared a penny for me. Don't disturb your mind with wild hallucinations." "\Iy friend, I have her own word for it." He spoke with convincing earnest- ness, and I was staggered. My mind was still confused by Ills previous per- plexing statements, and this upon the top of them was too much for me. "Let me try to get this straight," said I. "Do I understand that you asked her to marry you and she said something which led you to believe that I stood in your way?" "I did not commit that absurdity," he /*plied. "She rend my heart. She knew that she need only lift her finger to bring me to my knees before her meta- phorically or literally, confound it, any way she wanted! And instead what did she do? She told me a very pretty sto- ry about a girl who was an orphan and had been brought up under the care of one who had been her father's friend. As soon as she opened her lips I knew that she was speaking of herself. This guardian of hers was the finest man in the world. She would die to please hint." "She?" I cried. "Miss Lamoine?" "It pleased the lady to omit names," he replied. "She was telling me the story of a friend. It appeared that the guardian bad a son who bad been much away from home, abroad during the last few years. He was returning, and it was his father's best wish, his dearest hope, that ther`?r should be a wedding," The perspiration from my forehead ran down into my eyes, and it was cold. "He was a dutiful son, by all ac- count," continued Derringer, "and would undoubtedly rnarry to please his father even if it broke his own heart and the girl's. happily, however, there would be no such double catastrophe, for the girl loved him." "She loved me?" I exclaimed. "-Sibyl loved me? The thing isn't possible. Why, man, I was a brute to her. Tbo only shadow of kindness I ever showed her was to sing sad songs to make her cry." "The girl loved him," said Derringer firmly. "She couldn't remember a time when she hadn't, and, being the right sort of girl at heart, she was afraid he would pretend to love her in order to please his father. The idea became a nightmare with her—a night and day mare. So she bit upon a plan in the midst of her desperation. It seems that her looks had undergone a remarkable change since girth*od, so that she felt quite sure the young man would not recognize her. 1Ie had never paid any attention to her when she was a child, and, besideo, there's a sort of family pecuiiarity—I didn't quite understand about It—deficiency of vision or some - Nerve Racked Mesa and Women will find Balm for their Terrible Sufferings in MILBURN'S HEART AND NERVE PILLS. They tone up and strengthen the nerves, build up the muscles of the heart, and purify and enrich the blood. They put the nervous system in perfect working order, • and restore health and vigor to i both body and brain. • Miss Edythe Lindsay, Strom- ness, Ont., writes: -- "It affords me great pleasure to say that I have experienced great relief from your Heart and Iferve Fills. For over two years 1 infrared from violent palpitation of the heart; was very nervous and easilystartled. 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"I think the young lady endeavored to express some such idea," said Der- ringer. "You may readily believe that I was In no condition to grasp a com- plicated subject however, be the ex- planation what a. . .,7, the young lady • was perfectly convinced that the gen- tleman in question would not know her. She had resolved to play a strange comedy with flim, Well, she played it in New York and was not satisfied with the result. At least that is the , rational inference. So we have bad the second act, with a changed scene, and the romance has come to a perfect conclusion." "It has?" I cried. "Why, man, I haven't spoken a word to bor. I have not been within a hundred yards of her." He shook his head and smiled sadly. "I have no right to pry into your af- fairs," said he, "but I should be insane and blind if 1 did not perceive how completely you have come under her spell. Otherwise it is obvious that I could not have told thls story to you. Yet because I ani the loser and am going away, I really wished to speak one frank word to you. I believe that you are a fine fellow in every way. I know that you will do as near right as any man can. and you have my best wishes, my most earnest congratula- tions"— HIs voice was unsteady with emo- tion. "Derringer," said I, "you've gone completely oil' your head. You're right as to Miss Lamoine, of course. 1 was a fool not to have seen It before, and if we had had this conversation•in New York I'm afraid you would have seen me dance a jig in the presence of your grief. But that's all changed now. That imp of a brother"— "Lunatic," be cried, "he isn't Iter brother! Don't you see that she baa merely taken Miss Lamoine's name? She borrowed her friend's personality with the connivance of the Cushings, but she was and is Sibyl Wayne. The Miss Lamoine whom you and I have met is no more a sister to Jimmy than to the man in the moon." I shook my head, holding it at the same time in my hands. "It doesn't make any difference," I insisted. "She'll always be his sister so far as I am concerned. Jimmy bas set- tled me. I knew the boy was an emis- sary devil y of the as soon as I saw him. And he has done his work well. You wouldn't believe that such a trifle could turn the scale of a man's destiny, but hearts are queer things. If Miss La- moine a-moine is Sibyl Wayne, I'm going back to South Africa." "This is no subject for a jest," said he. "Jest," I groaned. "I am worse than serious. Derringer, I'm speaking to you from the Innermost depths of my soul. Go in and win. Don't think that my father's wishes will defeat you. He • doesn't make any/ difference," I in- sisted. will be the first to take your band. As for me, a change has comp over my heart. I say that Jimmy caused it be- cause I can think of no better explana- tion. But this is certain—whatever has Happened to me, it has taken me out of your way." "But I thought"— "That I was singing with her by the lake, that I had fallen wholly under the spell of that glorious voice, that we might have spoken to each other across a little expanse of water. I would have said myself that it must be but a ques- tion of a few days 'when 1 sbotild be beyond rescue." "I read it in your face," said he, "in every word you uttered. I have seen you look toward her as she walked down through the orchard of an after- noon." "She Is a. splendid girl, Derringer," said 1, "worthy of all your love, all my admiration, all my father's praise. Ot course it is plain enough now that she ran away from New York because she loved you and considered me in the light ot a duty. There can be but one result of such a situation. I shall be mighty glad to have you in the fam- ily," Ills face was flushed with excite- ment. "Ilut 'what did she mean by telling me that she had loved you long ago i" be demanded. I•••••••••••••••••••••••••• •• CONSTIPATION. 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Muslims Co., LIMITED • o Toronto, Ont. • o•••••••••e••••••••••e•e•s "It was the easy way to say you nay, my boy," I replied. "I lied to her in precisely the same way. Don't ask me to explain. I did it, idiot that I am. And now let'S consider the facts of this Situation. Why did Lucy Ann tell the that Miss Lamoine was coming here?" "Slip is probably coining out of her seclusion," said Derringer. "Shall I stay to meet her? Terry, I was never s coward before. I swear to you that it isn't in my nature to be afraid. But if I lose her again"— "Answer me this," said L "Why did she wear the pond lilies?" "Trask's? I don't know." "Numskull! She thought they were yours. She had seen you and Trask go out with Jimmy, and she drew a natu- ral inference." Ile seemed greatly encouraged and presently went away in very good spir- its. But when he had gone I thought of the rose that had fallen from the rock and of the voice that had found its way to my soul. These had been sweet, sweeter than I had known, but some- how the spirit had fled from them. 1 thought of thein a long while, gnawing my lips and wondering what a man's heart could be like that he should love a woman. and then so very soon should desperately wish to love her for the sake of a voice•and a rose, yet be una- ble to do it. M CIIAPTEIt XV. TIEE BLIND MAN. Y conversation with Derringer had cleared all mysteries ex- cept the conduct of Mr. Sco- vel. Whatever change had taken place in my view of the young lady whom I had known as Anna La- moine I could not conceive that any man should run away from her because of her looks. There is vast variety of individual taste in such matters and yet not enough to satisfy the conditions of the problem. Either Scovel had seen somebody else or the young lady had assumed a form of disguise, perhaps upon a warning. It was not improbable that Jimmy bad guessed the lawyer's intention, seeing him go out for a walk equipped with his fieldglasses, and bad promptly con- veyed his information to the apple tree lodge. I was considering this matter as I walked in the north grove after lunch- eon and was really very near the truth about it when I came somewhat unex- pectedly into a path that led me to the familiar scene of Mr. Trask's artistic endeavors. My first clear view down the path showed me Lucy Ann, and (To be continued.) Obstinate Coughs and Colds. The Kind That Stick. The Kind That Turn To Bronchitis. The Kind That End In Con- sumption. Consumption is, in thousands of cases, nothing more or less than the final result of a neglected cold. Don's give this terrible plague a chance to get a foot -hold on your system. - ,If you do, nothing will save you. take hold of a cough Or cold immediately by using DR. WOOD'S NORWAY PINE SYRUP. The first dose will convince you that it will cure you. 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