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Avâ€"n»-..<..~..l . . ..r:.....<,..e. mummam QQQQQO D CHAPTER ‘VI. Cont. “Nothing easier. I thought I told you he still professes the greatest affection for the prisoner, and the most intense desire to save him. He volunteered his evidence to my so- licitor. The Crown had to extort it from him. We knew of his having seen his master at Laburnham Lodge a fortnight before they did. His statement to us is more damning far than his evidence in court was. He has kept back several things that tell against the prisoner. In fact, my main terror in cross-examining him is that he may blurt them out, if he is pressed.” "1 can understand that. It’s damnany clever of him, if I am right in my suspicion. Have you had any talk with him yourself?” "Twice. He professed himself specially anxious to see me; to help me, if he could, in the defence. He seemed quite friendly and frank, and answered every question freely. I R E A RANSOMED LIFE Rqsawwm you must confess, for you have proved it, that there is a life after death, that the soul can live severed from the body.” “No, Trevor; there is no thought, memory, or consciousness outside the body, In the interval I have spoken of life is suspended. It is a not hearsay merely: I have tested it by self-hypnotism. There can be no thought, or motion, or sensation ex- cent through the mechanism pro- vided by brain or senses. The disâ€" embodied spirit that can think without brain tissue, see .without eyes, and hear without cars, is a myth. But I am not so sure that the transference of life, the grafting of an old life on a young body, is impossible.” Trevor could only stare at him with questioning eyes. . “Life,” he went on, "is like the flame of this candle." He took a long wax candle in his hand as he spoke. "It can have no existence I | Ipause of blank oblivion. This is tried, in anticipation, every device of cross-examination, but could not shake his evidence in the least.” "I wish I could get a chance," Ar- del said. He spoke halfâ€"unconsciously, but the earnestness and confidence with which he spoke nettled Trevor, a little, for Trevor was reputed to be one of the keenest crossâ€"examiners at the inner Bar. “I did my best, and failed,” he said shortly. “You can have your chance, if you like.” Ardel ignored the first half of the sentence in the eagerness with which ‘he caught at the other half. ."Do you really mean that? How and when can I see the man?” "I cannot be quite sure, of course. But I believe that the fellow would come at once if he were sent for. He still keeps up the pretenceâ€"if it is a prentenceâ€"of friendliness to the prisâ€" oner.” "That’s a lie, anyway. He hates the prisoner. Twice to-day I saw hatred smouldering in his eyes when he glanced toward the dock.” “That may be; but he sticks dogâ€" gedly to the pretence. Even_ the prosecution, I am certain, believe it. His last word to our solicitor was, that he would come to us wherever and whenever he was sent for, and truthfully answer any questions we wished to ask him.” “Send for him at once, Trevor. I hope to keep him to his promise in a way he hardly anticipated when he gave it.” “Certainly, if you wish it. But, pardon my professional vanity, Arâ€" del, I cannot feel quite certain that your cross-examination will succeed when mine has so signally failed.” "Crossâ€"examinationl.” cried Ardel in surprise. “I don’t purpose emâ€" ploying any crossâ€"examination. II Will pluck the truth from his heart by a much quicker and more certain processâ€"a process that cannot fail.” "You mean hypnotism, Ardel?” “I do mean hypnotism. I will make the man lay his very soul naked before us, with whatever lies and plottings may be hidden there.” I "But can you do this thing? Are1 you quite sure?” “Sure as a long unfailing experi- ence can make me. I never yet met man, woman, or child whom I couldl not constrain to unquestioning obediâ€"l ence. I can force the very soul, as on would call it, from the body. I ave done it for a brief space, leav- ing the husk pulseless and lifeless.” Trevor half forgot his case, fascin- ited by the intense earnestness of! the other’s face and voice. "If this be true, Acclel, then surely ___.__._.'._. .__.___.__.â€"_.._â€"â€"-__..___.___ ,._._..... She dissed the sicâ€"if so desire apart from the wick and the wax. I may quench or shelter it, as I choose. But at best it can only burn its allotted time, and then flame and wickâ€"like body and soul â€"â€"will flicker out together into dark- ness. But the flame may be shifted. The taper just kindled may take its light from the taper that has burn- ed to a glimmer, and so I believe it ' is in the power of hypnotism to swop bodies, the old for the young; and so alone the flame of life may be'made to burn beyond its normal and allotted span.” . He broke off abruptly with a shiver, almost, it seemed, of horror, at his own thoughts. “You are to blame, Trevor. You have started me on my hobby, and I have galloped straight away from the urgent business in hand. When can I see this man Weevil?” “What place and hour would suit you best?” “Any placeâ€"any hour: the sooner the better; here, to-night, if pos- sible.” “I think it is possible. But”â€"afâ€" ter a long pauseâ€"“do you think it is quite fair, Ardel?” “Is what quite fair?” “Is it quite fair to bring this man here on false pretences, to make be- lieve to trust him, then to take ad- vantage of his confidence to subject him to a power which will lay his very soul bare?” "Why not?” “Well, if you don’t feel it yourâ€" self, I cannot explain.” “Then ‘I don’t feel it. It does not hurt my sense of honor in the least.” “It does mine. It rasps my conâ€" selence.” “Yes, your lawyer’s conscience, Trevor; your artificial conscience. ,It is contrary to professional etiquette; it’s out of the regular routine: there is no precedent for it; so your lawâ€" yer conscience is in trouble. But we cannot allow forms and preced- ents to stand between this young man and his right to live. Look the thing squarely in the face. Judge it, as you lawyers say, in substance and in fact. We do this fellow Weeâ€" vil no wrong either way. If he is truthful, we vindicate his truth; if he is, as I believe him to be, a mali- gnant perjurer, We detect the per- jury and save his victim.” Trevor could find no answer to this curt reasoning, though he still felt squamish about the task set him. Lawyers have so get into the habit of playing the game according to the rules, they persuade them- selves it is better to lose by rule than win without it, no matter how high the stakes. ed tier health {or Months Mrs. Myles fay a Helpless Sufierer From lie'rvous Prestration and Gradually Mrs. John Myles, Sea, of South Woodslee, Essex 00., On-t., is well known throughout the surrounding :ountry because of her wonk among the sick and suffering and it was on Locount of over exertion in this re- rard that her health broke down ind she lay weak and helpless, a victim of nervous prosth‘a’tion. Doc-. mrs could not help her and‘ she re- solved to tryDr. Chase’s Nerve Flood. As a reuult she has been thoroughly restored and by recom- mending this treatment to others has been the means of bringing back health and happiness to many. a roa'ltencki and discoui'agml' sufferer Rim diseases of the 1ii51‘ves. Mrs. Myles, writes :-â€"“When I be-- n the use of Dr. Chase’s Nerve God I was confined to my bed with what the doctors said was nonvo'us WUJtiralion. ' My stomach was very weak and I could not Sleep at all hr any length of time. Nervous llulls anid trembling would come ~p=fÂ¥r me at times and I seemed toE De golfing weaker and weaker» all fine time. Thom were also pain-s m top of the head which caused me Mich suffering and anxiety ' 'kftcr using half a dozen boxes of drew Washer and Weaker. Dr. Chase's Nerve Food I. began 't'c gain in \z'eigh-t and to feel stronger Since then I have been gradually re- stored to health mud in looking back can say that the improvemenf has been something wonderful. 1 used in all forty boxes of this pro paration and feel it a duty as wel? ias a privilege to recommend it tc all who are suffering from nonvous disorders. Several persons lt‘ lwho-m I have described my case haw used it and been. cured and I an sure that I owe my present goof health, if not life itself to Dr Chase’s Nerve Food.” ' Ncmvous prostration and exhaus- tion, headaches, dyspepsia, dlzm arid fainting spells, paralysis, loco- motor ataxia, feelings of weakness. ideprei-sfon, any} despopdeurcy arc overcome by this treatment, wor- ing, as it does, hand in page witl mature. Though gradual, Elie re {sults are all the more certjaln ' lasting; and by noting y'dur innreafil in weight, you can prone to you; Excitinfaction that new, finm fles‘l 3anld tissue is being a'd‘de'd. Fifth icents a box, J‘s-ix boxes for $2.50 l At all dealers, or Edmans‘on; datu- Not without a halfâ€"conscious hope that he would not come, John Tre- vor wrote a brief note to Robert Weevil, which was delivered by A'r- del’s private hansom. But he came. In an hour the hansom was back with the man in- side. When he was ushered onto the smoking-room, where the two friends sat, he looked, if possible, more stol- id and composed than he had looked in the witness-box. While he and Trevor spoke toâ€" gether for a moment or two, Ardel sat. back in the shade, watching in- tently. His face was pale to the lips with suppressed excitement, and his eyes glowed like a cat’s out of the gloom, as if fire were kindled behind them.‘ “This is a bad business, Mr. Weeâ€" vil," Trevor began, a little nervousâ€" 1y. "A very bad business, sir,” the other answered, with~a side glance at Ardel; “a heartâ€"breaking business, Mr. Trevor. I was in his service nine years, man and boy, and in his father’s before him. It is cruel hard on both of us that he must die by the word of my mouth. All be- cause the hot temper that was al- Ways in the family get the better of him once too often.” "Can nothing be done?” "Do you mean by my denying the facts, Mr. Trevor?” There was not a trace of resentment in his voice, only solid determination. “I’m afraid not, sir. I daren’t do it. I’d not be believed if I did. Besides, as you know, I have only told what was dragged out of me. I know a lot I haven’t told.” “I believe that,” said Ardel abruptly, moving so that the light fell full on his face. Weevil was startled by his sudden words. Instinctively his eyes met Ardel’s burning gaze. and were caught and held by it. Their wills wrestled. In Weevil’s face there was surprise at first, which slowly changed to fear as the spell worked upon him. Fear in its turn faded away to unconsciousness. I'Iis eye- lids droopcd over the eyeballs, as though to shield them from the glare. - Ardel touched his forehead lightly with his finger-tips “Sleep,” he said, in a low voice, and the man lay back in his chair in a profound sleep. The silent struggle had lasted only for a moment, but it was fierce while it lasted. Ardel rose up the victor, but drops of sweat stood out on his forehead. Trevor watched the scene with an interest painfully intense, the Queen’s counsel in him still revolt- ing against this “grossly irregular proceeding.” “Is he asleep?” he whispered soft- ly, as if fearing to waken him. "So fast.” Afrdel answered, "that a cannon shot beside his car would not trouble him now. His will and selfâ€"consciousness are asleep, and every other faculty of his mind and body is my slave.” . “Is it fair? is it fair, Ardel?” ask- ed Trevor, still doubtingly. “Fair or unfair,” retorted the other sternly, “I shall use my pow- er to the uttcrmost to extort the truth and save the innocent. Can you hear me?” he went on, turn- ing to the man that lay motionless in the chair, his face shining white in the electric light. The expression of stolid dullness had fallen like a mask. Ie wore a look sinster and cunning. "Can you hear me?” The clear voice reached his brain, where reaâ€" son and selfâ€"consciousness no longer stood on guard. Slowly the answer came back: “I’m listening. What do you want of me?” ' , “I want to ask you about the trialâ€"about Edgar Wickham.” “Yes, yes; Edgar Wickham who murdered poor Bessie Blythewood, poor Bessie! But I’ll take care he’ll swing for it.” The voice was full of malignity, but it had the unmistak- able ring of truth. “lifurdered poor llessie Blytheâ€" wood!” Ardel and Trevor looked at each other in blank dismay; here was truth with a vengeance. But the )assions of the sleeping man were stirred, though his will slept, and his thoughts showod themselves in words without further questioning. “Yes, I call it mur- der,” the voice went on; “just as much murder as if he put the pistol to the poor girl's head and pulled the trigger. He drove her to her own death, and it’s God's justice he should die for"it. He broke her heart by his treachery; a girl that was a thousand times too good for the insolent, cold-blooded puppy.” "How he hates him!” said Ardel to Trevor; “‘I told you so.” He loved the girl Bessie Blythewood himself. That is his secret.- There is the devilish rage of jealousy in his voice.” ‘ Then in the sleeping man’s ear he said, “Whose hand fired the shot?” “How do I know? what do I care? Her own, I dare say. But Wickham, curse him! drove her to it, and Wickham shall hang for it.” ' “You have perjured yourself to hang him?” A low, malignant chuckle, broke fro" the lips of the sleeper. “It -.§w011 done. Judge and jury swallowed it sweetly. Who could doubt the word of the simple, faithâ€" ful servant who was so sorry to hurt his young master?'â€"-his sweet young master, who broke the heart of the best girl that ever drew breath, 'and afruck the faithful old servant across an'd 00-. Tome“? ' llze face when he dared to speak of i I. - ‘1 ,, new a at last.” “Get the facts, Ardel, from him,” whispered Trevor eagerly, the lawâ€" yer’s instincts now keenly alive in him and his scruples gone. “When you climbed into ,the winâ€" dow at Laburnham Lodge, what did you really see?” queried Ardel. “What I swore I sawâ€"poor Bessie Blythewood lying dead on.the car- pet, her golden curls all dabbled \ft I think I’ve come even with him with blood.” The voice faltered, the lips twitch- ed; plainly the ghastly sight was again before him. “What else did you see?” “A revolver lying on the floor be-‘ side her.” "I-I'is revolver?” "No; hers.” A quick glance passed between Ar- del and Trevor, who had seated himâ€" self at a writing-table. “Hers? do you mean Miss Blythe- wood’s?” . "Of course. A pretty little thing with an ivory stock chased in silver. I had seen her play with it a hunâ€" dred times. She used to shoot with it on the lawn; it made scarcely any report.” "Go onâ€"what did you see or do more?” “I took up the revolver; one of the barrels had just been discharged.’- “Was it warm, as you swore?” "No; not warm, but fouled. A small table had been overturned by the girl’s fall; there was a paper lyâ€" ing on the carpet. It was an unfin- ished letter in her writing. I just glanced at it, and then I knew ‘ in one moment how her death came.” “How?” “By her own hand, my poor girl! by her own hand; .but he drove her to it.” “What was in the letter? can you remember?”. Trevor was writing furiously. "I can remember every word. It was very short:â€"-’My Sweetheart, I forgive you; goodâ€"bye. Life is not worth living without your love. I’m horribly afraid of death, but it is better than this misery.’ That was all, it was enough. At that mo- ment my rage mastered me, and I swore he should die, and he shall. The whole thing came to me like a flash. I had my master’s revolver in my pocket. I had stolen it and practiSed with it. I meant to use it if he struck me again. But the rope will do my work safer and sur- er.” “What did you do next?" The question was sharp and stern. The answer came obediently,â€"â€" “I dropped his revolver on the floor, 'slipped hers and the letter be- hind a row of books on the cabinet, and was back at the window in a moment.” “Was he body still bleeding when you _entered the room?” "I did not notice.” "You swore it was." “I thought of that afterwards.” (To be continued.) -â€"â€"â€"â€"_§â€"_â€".â€"â€"â€" UNPREJUDICED REMARKS. People most careful of not stepping on other people’s toes oftenest have their own trampled upon. _ It is a trite saying that the rollâ€" ing stone gathers no mess. It is equally tru‘b that the one which is always stationary gathers little else. Laughter is good medicine, but some people so overdo the matter of following the prescription that he who hears them has no doubt as to the truth of the old adage. Some men who wrap themselves in the cloak of selfâ€"righteousness have scanty covering. He who hugs a sorrow to his heart crowds out of his life just so much of God’s light and cheer. Don’t waste too much time in be- wailing the sins of others until you are sure you are rid of your own worst faults. 4 We have seen some shaggy dogs that were awfully ugly, but they were friendly and we liked them. The most beautiful people in this world are not always the most companionâ€" ablo and pleasant. Men who wait for some tide of popularity to carry them into pub- lic favor usually make shipwreck of their lives before they reach any comfortable haven. . â€"â€"~â€"~â€"+â€"â€"â€"â€" VI-IAT COLOR EYES ARE YOURS? A Russian savant lays claim to a discovery for detecting criminals. Ac- cording to M. Karloff, the scientist in question. you can tell a criminal by the color of his eyes. Murderers and thieves have maroon or reddishâ€" brown eyes, tramps light blue, and so forth. M. Karloff has classified eyes into families, and has drawn up rules which he declares to be inâ€" fallible. Honest folk have dark grey or blue eyes. +â€"â€".â€"... , FLYING FROGS. H The flying frog is found in Borneo. It uses an expansive membrane on each of his feet in sailing from tree to tree. The webs enable him to do this in the same way as the wings of the modern flying machines enable their inventors to remain for a time in the air. +â€" 'To prove to you that Dr. I . Chase's Ointment is acortain as and absolute cure for each , ' and every ‘orm of itching, bleedingand protrudin piles, the manufacturers have guaranteed it. so tes- timonials in the daily press and ask your neigh‘ born what they think o'it. You. can use it and get your money back if not cured. 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'I‘o L'I‘erportm' of the Sun he freely ave the particulars of his case: “I avc yuffelred frOm kidney trouble for Lbout two years," said Mr. Hloll'and, “Sometimes the backache which so- ;o-!nparried the trouble Would be so Sever that I would be unable to w-o'nk, and I have often suffered sev- urely for; wool-x5 at a time. I tried a. number of medicines said to be a pure for kidney trouble, but I found nothing to help me until on the ad- vice of a friend I began the use of Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. These pills soc‘n began to make their good‘ work felt, and after using them for. about a month every 'vestige of the trouble had disappeared, and I have not since had a single symptom of the disease. Dr. Williams’ Pink.’ Pills have proved a great blessing to me and I am alivays glad to say a. good word in their favor." We a curative medicine Dr. (Wil- liams’ Pink Pills have never yet been equalled. They build up the. blood and nanves, give new strength arid enable the body to resist dis-t ease. Among the complaints cured by these pills are rheumatism, ner- vous disorders, paralysis, St". Vitus’ dance, indigestion, anaemia. lung tron-bios and the troubles that make the lives of so many women miser- mblle. Sold by all medicine dealers, or sent post paid at 500 per box. or six boxes for $2.50, by writing ddmact to the Dr. Williams’ Medicine; '60., Broclwllle, On‘t. Don't flake a.{‘ substitute at any priceâ€"«only the mouth. villa can culre. -â€"-â€"f AND NOW IT IS WALL PAPER. “Wall papers are unhealthy,” says a physician. "They destroy the per- ousness of walls. If I had my way nothing but whitewash would be used all over the world. 'Wall paper closes our walls’ pores, and thus, to a certain extent, does us harm. Wlalls. you see, should be porous, like our clothes, like our skin. Clog up the pores of our skin and we die. Close up the pores of our clothes and we would soon discard them, for they would be insufferable. But we are used to the clogging of our walls’ pores, and therefore we no longer’notice the inconvenience of it. Some people argue that wall papers are porous. My answer is that they may be porous when they are new, but as soon as they get damp the pores fill up, and oncu filled there is no way to open them again. Have porous walls, I say, and, to have them, substitute for wall paper whitewash.” z...,__..+ _ BABY’ S SE COND SUMMER. Why it is a Dangerous Time For The Little Ones. ‘- Baby’s second summer is cnnsidl med a dangerous time in the life of every infant because of the disturb ance to the digestive functions caus‘ ed by cutting teeth during the hot weather. In slightly less degree every summer is a time of danger for babies as is shown by the in- osoased doabh rate among them durâ€" ing the heated ICllnl. 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In White County,- 0a., there is :1 mountain stream which runs up hill, at a steep incline, for almost half a mile. It is supposed to be the con- tinuation of a siphon, which has its source in a spring at a higher eleva- tion, at. the opposite side of 'the mountain. uyv.