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.v . 'U-v‘v â€"--__ v The broad and winding Dere gleaming in 'the morning sun between its wooded banks, ‘the great trees drooping over its waters, and dipping their boughs into its glittering 'wnvclete. Then aboveâ€"standing out against the bright blue skyâ€"the grey cathedral '«towere, and the grey, time-worn, ivy-cover- ‘ed walls which surrounded it ; and further :nway the green woods on the hill-aides, and the ancient town lying beyond. it was like a picture â€"eo still, so calm, so beautiful, and yet so full of life and variety. Here the cloieterâ€"there the townâ€" the quiet con- templetive life on .one side, and the busy noisy one on the other, and between them the rippling river gliding on in its unrufiled go. It was a beautiful morning in the early I ring~time, and after We had used under 0 ancient atone arch-we , w ich Gerard Yorke spoke of, we sudden y came upon the loveliest scene in the yorlé ‘ Author of “ Tm: Bur‘n Mr. Yorke and Gerard were in the breakfmtraom when We went down stairs. Gerard luuked even haudsomer than the night. before, and he presently proposed that we should all go over my poor uncle's house in daylight, and see if we could find anyone hidden in the cupboards. We did this. Aunt Sarah, Mrs. Yorke, and Gerard Yorke and myself went that morning from room to room, and from land- ing _to landing: I} was a large house, and, A _-..A -‘nnnba nnnnnk Ill" \.e.â€"â€".. -â€" rv“ Come into the garden, Maud," he said, “ or rather come and have a peep at the Dore, Mien Denby? At the heck of these house: there is an old archway which opens into the woods by the side of the river, and this morning it will, I am sure, look charm- in . ifollowed him, 031x too well pleased to w W nus-use; - a u w- .â€" _ ‘8 Gerard nfd, there were closets enough In it to contain 3 dozen skeletons. But we found nothing mysterious, and nothing that we could find fault with. It was, indeed. scrupulously clean, and Well kept. Mabel Neel was a. good house- keeper at all events, and I began to think it was foolish to part with her. But while my aunt and Mrs. Yorke Were discussing this point. Gerard touched my arm. - ,. - - -| , “H‘s... urn”: u I... ....:A we. . Iydid not speak at first. It seemed so beautiful to me that I could not speak, for conventional words are too cold and tame to express any strong feeling, and somehow this picture by the river filled me with deep emotion. Then, when I glanced at Gerard Yorke, I saw he was watching my “ \Vhat ! not one word of admiration," he said, “ for our show View? I expected you to go into ecstacies, Miss Denbyâ€"all young ladies do. " .â€" -v vw‘._-_- "v" Country girl; mus-t b'e v'ery charming then." said Gerard. still with his eyes fixed u n my face. “ Do you know many more 0 fine sax_n6_type_a§ yonrsglf, Miss Daub): ‘3” “Then I can‘t be n regulation young lady,” I answered smiling. “I am only a. country girl, you know, and do not know how to express_1nyself properly." some man. “ Which of our authorsis it, who says that the smell of the hedge rose is sweet 2” continued Gerard. “I agree with our Author; I refer a country-bred girl too convention one.” Yet the happy feeling in my heart re- mained. I caught myself singing aloud that afternoon on I went from room to room in my poor uncle‘s house; arranging and rearranging the old, handsome furniture to my test. Guru-d Yorke had prc mined to come in about eight in the evening to see how we were getting on, end I had almost forgotten nhout the mysterious letter of warning now: " Wil’y Alice, how bright you look I” said Aunt Sarah, regarding me in her usual afi'ectionete way. “ Surel the air of Dere- hnm must agree with you ear, and yet I’ve always heard it was very depressing, from lying so near the river. ” I laughed. “ It's so lovely,” I said, “ I could never feel dull in Del-chum. I think? nees a't feeiti seemed to thrirl 'throug 1113; being, and to fill my whole heart with gla noes. Yet what had he said? Nothing, I told myself after thatlha‘fpy walk by the a river was over, and we er to Mr. Yorke’a house to lunch. » returned togeth- - D'xd the sun shine bxig hter after I heard these words, and the air seem lighter, and the sky _more blue. ’ A signage“ new joyoua~ V I laughéd'afxid’ mashed ;' a. foollsh girl, pleased with a compliment from a hand- Then I went out and gathered some of the old-fashioned epring flowers which grew in the garden at the back of the house. Wall- flower: and great beds of lily-in-the-valley abounded here. When I was pulling the lilies, my late uncle’s housekeeper came down one of the narrow rden walks and address- ed me in tones, thought, of euppreued anger and iei. “ Min,’ she said, “ I meent to out these lilies, to lay on your uncle‘s graveâ€"hut eve one seems to have forgotten him now." “ looked up hurt at the woman’s words. " Iâ€"Iâ€"did not know you wanted them for that pu one, Mabel," I said, "or, of course, I won! not have touched them. I donot wish to do anything disrespectful ol‘ $0.13!: mempry.” “ Sometimel," she answered, “ and to my mind he walks here still. " " What do you mean 1" I said. “ The dead are not as far away from us an we think, " she re plied, and then, with- out another word, she turned away, leaving me feeling certainly very uncomfortable. But when Gerard Yorke came, eve . thing seemed to grow bright again, \ 9 had ten in the breakfast-room, but as we eat and chatted, some book was mentioned that Gerard Yorke wished to refer to, and. M he said he knew it was in the library, we went together to seek it: “A"firc i}; lhrthe grate. for'my aunt. had ordered fires to be lit in all the sitting- rooms and the library fire was burning brightly as we went ln. DARKNESS. CHAPTER III. ll " “ Qvn‘z Tums, 5w. ‘ Govuwum ” “ Foe-nature It! runs 859w, View s . , BY DORA RUSSELL» [ALL Blown Rmuvw.) and chatted, I knew not how long. But howaverlongit weaiteeemed too short! The bright tire burnt low before we had ended our pleasant talk, for suddenly Ger. ard bent down .end drew out his wetqh to see the time by 'the dying embers. ’ u “M“! L-...,...n I" ha suit! H (In um: Ilnnw “ Good heaJens I" he sZid. “ do you know what time it is! Half-past ten o’clock ; we must have been here more than an hour, Miss Denby.” ' ' " ‘ “ Indeed l" I answered with a little laugh. “ Yes, indeed,” echoed Gerard. “ And what is more,” he added, “ Ihavo never spent such a pleasant hour belore. You have given a new charm to Derehem, Miss Denby, for I confess I was about weary of itbeforeyou comet” u .o-In 1' 9‘ “How oomIorteblo this room in 1" ex- claimed Gerard: end after we had found the book he‘wanted, we stood by the fire and chatted, I knew not [10w long. ” And yet is in so beautiful, " I said soft1.) “ Yes, it is pretty; but a young man needs something more than green lanes and winding rivers. and grey old walls. to amuse his fancy. These are 31 very enjoyable and beautiful when one has a charming girl for a ooqipanion, but they gnow dul‘l‘ enough to ‘I' _AAAA ;ne, I Emmi}, Mien I'in‘ilono Butâ€"I‘may walk with you sometimes, and see you some- timss: way} 909-. Mi?“ 1)wa 3". “ Yes, " I half- whispered, and my head fell low. Then he took my hund' in his and pressed it. " Thank you, " he said, “ I shall see new beauties in yDerehmn nowâ€"but good- night. I will not disturb your aunt, so you must say geod bye for me be her. Good night again. ” And once more be pressed my hand. I followed him to the door of the room and then turned back. I had never felt so happy before. My heart was beating fast, and my checks were burning. I went u and leaned against the shelves of the boo case, which extended completely across one side of the room. I leaned there thinkin of Gerard Yorke. I sighed and smiled, an passed one hand over 111 face, and then .01: my arm fall carelegs g (_l_own by_lpy side; As it fell some'thifi'g cold and vice-like grasped my hand as in a grasp of iron ! I gave a cryâ€"[ saw nothing-but I heard one singlg word. __ .fi’ Beware I" was hissed into my ears as if from the book-case. and dragging my hand away, with a shriek I ran trembling and pagting from thg rpom. n o - ‘ But? had sufficient presence of mind not to rush into the hreakfast~room where Aunt Sarah was sitting. I ran instead into the housekeeper’s~room which was on the same floor, and there I found Mabel Neal appar- entlg_reat_iing: "'Mnbel !”VI said breathlessly, “some one is in the library! I have had a. terrible frightâ€"isomething‘grgggd Ipy ‘llagdz” ‘ “ Of course I am dreadfully afraid,” I am swered. “ Who can it be? Someone must get into the house! We must send for a poliqougahâ€"and yr. Yorke?" ‘v frightâ€"something grasped 111 band." "And you are afraid?" sai Mabel slowly, and she came towards me. K “ Neither a. policeman not Mr. Yorke can frighten the deed, Miss Denby,” said Mabel in a dee solemn tone. “ An you thinkâ€" 2" I said growing pale. “ That the old man cannot rest in his grsge," answered Mabel taming away her “ This is nousense, folly,” I said, but still her words had a weird and painful of. feet upon my mind. My uncle had died in the libraryâ€"had been called away in a mo- mentâ€"his lest wishes undeclared, his will unmade I Could his s irit still linger about the familiar scene! f asked myself, and I shivered and turned cold at the very thought. thou ht. “ hall I go for a policeman, or Mr. Yorke 7" a. moment or two later asked Mabel.” I hesitatedâ€"I felt ashamed again to send for Mr. Yorke, and if I send for a policeman what would Aunt Sarah say? I felt con- vinced indeed that she would leave the houseâ€"would probably leave Dereham al- together if. she had another fright so_ soon. “I will do that,” anawered Mabel, and she went with me across the hall, and in the breakfast room. which was all alight, with a glowing fire and the gas lit, we found Aunt Sarah sitting comfortably. 1nd to leave Dereham now E' I thou ht of Gerald Yorke at that moment, and t is recollection ve me cont 0. u ”A“... “"862. mn ” I --::8‘n “ Come with me," I snidvto Mabel, “and let us search the library." But Mabel refused. “I dare not go, Min," she said. “It’s an awful thing walking. about and meeting those we cannot see I No, I dare not go.” “Come with me to the breakfastroom door at least, then,” I said, but do not frighten Aunt Sm .” u 1’ up!" An ‘k-b ” nan-manna ‘Inkal nun! " My dear child,” she said, addressing me u I entered the room. “ whntever have you beendoing '!I heard MnYorkegoawa some ime ago. Have you been talking to 'abel. Mabel," she continued, speaking to Mabel Neal, “ the three new servants that Mrs. Yorke has engaged for us are coming to- morr_o_w eyening.‘ Djd yo_u knownthat? ’ “ Mia. Yorke thinks we shall want three in this large hgpse,_”.pygceegled Agni} Sarah. “ There's nofllinq buichanges,” answered MabeL almost} undgrA her brorathr. In [HID lilac IIUUBU, ueucu nuuo ODIDII. “ Does she I" said I’Mmbel, and then she left the room. CHAPTER IV. I spent 3 ve miserable ni ht. At least, I felt dreadful y nervous an afraid, and constantly kept hold of Aunt Serah‘a'hand, for we slept together on this first night in our new home. But I heard or new nothing. The sun- ehine came streaming into the windows in the early morning, and with its light my fears seemed to y away, and other and sweeter thoughte took their place. Then the rooka be an to caw in the old trees be- hind the eatledral walls, and l fancied al- most that I heard the rip 1e of the river. I did hear it later in the ay, for I met Gen ard Yorke in the street, and again we went through the ancient archway at the back of ‘Eélgi'u: pin'y 1:6 tin; in?” of the Doro o t 1 L- ",ll --â€"â€"â€".â€"v vâ€" v . [did not tell him of the {right which! had received ‘ho nigh before. 1 begun to think my own nervoumeu had deceived am; that Uunrd Would laugh It; in (wt. am. it was better to ny pouring ghout it. 3nd to wait. ad m if Anything more gay-urba- - .uA-lâ€"h And nothing did. Weeke ed in . end we felt elmoet settled at rehnln. \ 0 were well received by the eooiet there, end ell my poor nnole‘e friends. on all the Yorke’e friends celled upon us, and Aunt Sarah beam to find out the poor people of the piece. and give ewe her little income in her mun! genetone Ina ion. And in these weeks Derehnm became to me an earthly Paradise. Every duy seemed hrighjepnnd happier then the last, foll- every u\v ....... dey I ha yittf‘huud Yorke, and every dey hie Illanner gmw tenderer, and hit atv teutiona more marked. At last came a day when he asked-me to give hing the love that was already his. It as on e merry night; I remember, end. we had all gone down to the river aide to see some fireworks which were dis leyed on the opposite bank. I stood by ererd’s side during the display of fireworks, and near us were Aunt Serah and Mrs. Yorke end Mr. Stephen Yorke. the you”! 3 again; stood mgl‘ytt‘ghgd tho H 'Tixgii when (lie fireworks were nearly over Gerard took my [mud and drew me away from our party ywith a whispered word or two. “Come with me, Alice,” he said, and I went with him, and in a moment or two we were in one of the quiet- walks of the still dark woods. What did he say 2 Few women could an- swer this question, I think, when the man they love fiat speaks of that love. . he ex~ citement, the new joy, the deep emotion which stirs the tendereet feelings of the heart, is usually not called forth by many words, nor by words that it is easy to repeat Half-spoken sentences, and tender hand~ clasps, make I: most of the love scenes in the world. en do not go down on their knees now-n-dsys, or use high-sounding phrases to declare their passion. A few Words, 3 look, a kiss, and the destinies of two souls are sealed. It was so at least with Gerard Yorke and myself amid the still, dark woods of Derehsm on that momentous night._ , u . I W n n‘_ 1' or write. And I was happyâ€"too happy! For I feel sure that great happiness; great over- flooding joy in existence, is not intended to be our state here, and that it never con- tinnes. We forget indeed that we are mortal in these golden moments, for the human soul is capable of an intense feeling of bliss. But not hereâ€"though perhaps in the eternal life beyondâ€"do these moments last. Perchance they are glimpses of Heavenâ€"revs falling earth~wards, too soon to be lost amid the mists and clouds by which we changing creatures of time are ever surrounded. My golden moments lasted many days. No mist nor cloud seemed to come near me in the first bright hours after Gerard Yorke had declared his love. “fe were engaged, and when this was announced no one made any objecgion; -- . m. n ‘v o “fiber-thinly Mr. Yorkeâ€"Stephen Yorkeâ€" did say something which rather surprised “ \Vell, I hope he may prove worthy of you, Alice,” he said to kme, and he looked at me earnest] as he spo Mrs. Yor e was delig khted when she heard the news. She ran into our house, and clasped me in her arms. "i em, indeed, glad !" she exclaimed. "All Genrd wanted we: a good, sweet wife, and I am sure he has won one, Alice, when he has won you. Let. me kiss you again, my new deugherâ€"I have, indeed, two children now.” ~ , _ So no one made any objection, and Gerard was all love and devotion. These were mid- summer dais, ,sunny, shinm mi hours, s mostly on t e still waters of t e Dere,w the dip of Gerard' s oats, and the twittere of the birds were often the only sounds which broke the elumberous silence yaround. - "AthHSSIV'Kh shed a few tears in her gentle my». 9nd. kin-“.91? WWW: - .I‘I, “ M y duling,” she said, “ nEmmy that he may make you very hepgy I arriege is a sad lottery as you know, at if there are any pri_zee to be had.2 I hope‘xou’ye got (an: I” - J Present‘y it became known all over the town thaty we were engage d, and, of course, as these things will, the new; crept into our household. 7 In the meanwhile we had as yet made no change mung the servants. Mabel Neel was still the housekeeper, and she was a good manager, though her sullen and dis~ obliging manner was not very pleasant. But shortly after my en ment to Gerard. he spoke to me nbont th women, and asked me to t rid of her. " There have n some strmge stories about her, you know," he aid. " I advise you. my little Alice, forthwith to give her notioe.’ His wishes were low to me in those days, end the next time I new Mnbel Neel, I told her that I wished her to leave. Her hoe chenged, end she knit her dork brown when die hard my words. _ 80011 "“811; E39; {but at‘nlhge little laugh waln, ind then, without a word of apology, left I felt very angry. I had tried to be kind to her, for I had pitied her for the loss of her old master, and the chan on which his sudden death had caused ; an I had often talked of the provision that I intended to make for her when she left us. But her manner had been so rude to me that I could not help noticing it, and when Gerard came in during the afternoon I told him of it. “ Â¥ little gin-17’ he said, " don’t you vex yourse f about trifles. Try to look our rettiest to night, for I went all the ol fel~ ows to envy me.” And with a. fond kiss upon my cheek he went eway. The reason that he wished me to look my rettiest that night was because Mrs. Yorke ad a dinner party in the evening, to which she had invited all the friends whom she thought most highly of. \ "â€"SVIVI‘SVQM 6111‘on Woman, and she chose her friends chiefly for their altion. She loved the world, and the war! ‘0 good name, But he only ylmqhed H Mu ”MIA ail-l ’ ha nnd Iho held her bud high unonglt those who oomidorod them-elven “ the but. people in Derohnm." "or dinner puty wu n grant ouccou. The Deon wu chore. nnd several of the onion: and their wives, and o Sir John Tro~ inwny, and one or two of the country lumi- “0. around. Mu. Yorke introduced me with n pinned smile to all her friends. nnd hugged me _with the grout?“ himinou: V The evening wu indeed n um. triumph to me, And Gerard cnmo more thm once sud whispered a fond word or two in-my 09y, “ {am so proud of you, my little Ally,” he said. “ Do you know the Dem bu just been tellin me the you are the sweetest looking gil’ he bassoon for years 2 He says I am a lucky fellow, ehd so I am.” I felt. naturally elated. The Dean was a haughty, elderly man, not much given to paying compliments. pad I was a happy young girl, very enily plemd. Then I was uked be sing, and my simple ballud was praised, and another was asked for. " Everybody is admiriu r you," whlapered Mu. Yorlfqg- and when 21 went near'dear ;|_- ,.__:I-,l -1. ._.. -..A “mum”! “I remember glancing once at my reflection in the less, end what did I see? A bright, happy ookin , rosy girl, with the flush of joy on her 0 eeke, end the light of love shining in her eyes. “ She looks very happy," I heard Mr. Stephen Yorke say to some one as I passed him, in his quiet way, and I felt truly, per- fectly hsppr At last t at bright evening came to an end. One after another the guests left, and Aunt Sarah end myself were the last to go. Gerard sceom snied us home, and he and I went into the ihrery to have a little quire conversation to ourselves. Mu. Yo‘kq {arid when I 'wexit near-dear Aunt Sarah, she smiled at me and préssed mx hand. _ , u 4!, “ Well, my darling." he said, “ and so you've really enjoi'led vourself I I never saw you look so we I I think I am going to marry a beauty as well u a young lady of means.” And he laughed hsypily and drew me to his breast. We were to be married in a mouth from that day, and all our future lives seemed to lie fair and pleasant before us. We loved each other, we were rich, and now Gerard told me I was fair! I was quite happy I thought as I looked up in his face and smiled, and he also seemed full of blissful content. “ And you have forgotten all about the rude housekeeper now 3" he asked, smiling. “Yes," I answered, “ but she was very rude. wag she not)" _ _ “ She doesn’t like being kicked out of her snug berth, I auppeee,” said Gerard. “ She's a stupid, silly woman," I said, “ to be rude to me. But why do we speak of her? I want to forget everything dis- Abé°§°'i“ “31’ mm "uses tuland‘ ble," nausea: gene, .. affirm? 2" ‘ I ‘1‘ “ Yes,” I said, and lau hed also, and then we began to talk of sonnet ing else. Gerard stayed more than an hour after this, and at last we parted unwillingly. Parted with fond words, and lingerin hand- clasps, and a tender kiss. I romaine in the room a moment behind him, for I was too excited to sleep. and I went up to the book- shelves to reach down one of Tennyson’s poenls, t9 take up to my bedroom with“ ‘me. ‘ I heard Germ-(I close the hall door, while I was looking for the volume I wanted. I saw it high up in the book-case, and I stretched out my hand to get it down. Sud- dgnIy as I did this, a load 9xp19§jop aound~ ed in my ears, 3 great flash of light passed before my eyes, and the next moment a burning terrible sensation of pain seemed to seize my head and face, and then to envelope my whole bein . ‘ I gave a ten-fine cry, and fell backward. Then the room seemed to swim around me, 3ndkthe fiery pain grew dim, and all grew er . When I recovered my consciousness all was dark still. The fiery pain was still burning in my face and eyes, and when I tried to open them I could not. Then Iput up my hands and felt that they were hand. aged: sad. when I felt this... I cried sljoud. A___L “ My duling, my darling 1” said. Aunt Sarah's voice in my ears “are you better now? Oh, my poor darling 1” ~ “ Allow me, Mine Warburton,” said a grave and a atran e voice (which I after wards learned west edoctor’a). "Remem- ber," continued this voice, and I felt some one feeling my pulse, “ that Miss Denby must not be excitedâ€"must be kept perfectly quiet.” . ' v-u- on a."'l,,4l__ _"L'I’ _____ “ An accident has happened,” answered the doctor's grave voice while I heard a supfipresaed aoh from Aunt Sarah. “ A elig t explosion from some cause or other has occurred, Mien Denh , and you are in- jured about the face an eyes. This is the reason they are bandaged, and this is the reason that you must keep perfect] quiet." “ Andâ€"andâ€"my eight 2’ I ask , almost below my breath. “You muat not be uneae about that,” said the doctor. “ For e present, of course, on must not be allowed to use your eyes. on must try to sleep and compose yourself." “ And Gerard 2” I said. “ Aunt Sarah, doee Gerard know of this? Has anyone told Gerard ?” AaI asked this, Gerard himself took my hand and kissed it. “ Alice, my darling" he murmured, “ I am here. Do not be afraidâ€"try to sleep.” “Bat Gerard, how did it happen 2” I said. clinging to his hand, and drawing it it closer to me. " We had just parted. What caused the explosion? Something must have caused it." " lint where :m I I" I said. “ What has happened! Aunt Sanh, tell me what has hagpgned."_ _ . u u ‘n ,,,,,,A__A3 “Yea, dull â€"â€"but dont talk of it just now," answe Gerard. “Dr. Richards any. you must be kept perfectly quietâ€"try to sleep." Thin was what every one said, “ try to nice ," but how could I elee ? I was in te lo Kainâ€"m eyes seeme to be bum. ing in t eir soc 9t}, and my head} fiefy mass. Turn which way I would the pain was still there, and I groaned aloud in my torture. I was conscious that several p16 were in the room aswellas Goran-mud Aunt Sarah. I am almost sure Mr. Stephen Yorke was there rt of the night. and I heard Mrs. Yor e’s low whisper more than once. The doctor never seemed to go away. Again and a sin he felt my pulse, and again and age n insisted on me swallowing some restoration. This seemed to soothe my pain a little; at least it seemed todull my senses, and yet I Was alwa a conscious that something terrible had appened to Kt last the morning came, and I heard "Wm in u Aunt!" I aid, for Aunt Sunk had nqvor lefl_my_bed_gldp. “ A new doctor. darling,” she answered. “ 1):. Richard. wishes mother doctor to see ouâ€"do not be efreid.” T on the other doctor came into the room, end presently they unbendlged my eyes. ° “ Do on not see In!" aid the new doc h noâ€"do not try -â€"I think we cu: anther to one the pains little, Dr. Rich .l'l'.’ in the house. phq rqoh «wing, md flung. toot-hp. “ Yea,” answered Dr. Rlchuds, sad the put wmethln op tint wu soft and 000 , and than bugged my head ugdnnmd ull thgough the day‘it wu the 331110 thigg. __ . I was not allowed to see Guard. The slig hteat exciwmtut was bad for me, Dr. Richard: and Aunt, Sarah mkl me, and I W01! sca_§'60_1y allgwed to speak. So all through the first: day of dar knees I lay almost in uilence. I tried to think sometimes, but m mind was not clear, and often vagueand antaetic thoughts passed through my brain. I slept a little too. and in the awning when the new doctor called again I overheard him an to Dr. Richard: that I was betterâ€" that was recovering wonderinll from the shock. “ And w en will you let me see again I" I asked. - There was a moment’s silence in the room â€"-juat a moment's, and then Dr. Richarde' voice aneweredin a_ Acheerful tone, " You mustn't talk about seeing for u few days yet. You are recovering from the shock, and we must kee you perfectly quiet, and your eyes ban aged. By and bye wo_will tulle the haudugea 011:." ‘ I laid it against my bandaged face, and then reused it to my heart. All ni he I lkept; 1t there, and in the morning w en I awoke, Gerard Yorke's faded rose was still clasped inmy hand. "‘And Won't you tell mo‘how it happen. ed !” I said. “Not tonight,” said Dr. Richards. “ Come you are doing wellâ€"try to sleep.” “And Guard, Aunt Sarah!” I whispered “ Has he called Y" “Every hour, darling, " she answered. “But Dr. Richard: and Dr. Bell both m in laying up} you‘muafi got {on ' . He, aeKt his tenderoat love to you, and has brought such flowers and aplen~ did fruit. He said the last time he was here that I was to give you this rose." And Aunt Sarah put a flower into my hand as_aho fppke. - Mrs. Peters bed ills. Mrs. Peters hed chills Mrs. Peters nae euro she wee goin to die t They dosed her with pi! 9. With powders and squille With remedies wet, end with remedies dry. “my medicines lured her. But none of them cured her, Thei: names and their number nobody could tell; And she soon might have died, But some “ Pellets" were tried, The: acted like megic,\nd then she got well. The magic “ Pellets" were Dr. Pierce' 3 Pleasant gPur tive Pellets (the original Little Liver P539.) They cured Mrs. Peters and now she wouldn’t be ywithout; them. Over two hundred million cans of ve eta- hie: are used by families in America an the cans thiown away. No wonder the goats of the country are so fat. Don’t Hawk, Spit, Cough, sufl'er dizziness, indigestion, inflammation of the eyes, headache, lassitnde, inability to perform mental work and indisposition for bodily labor, and annoy and disgust your friends and acquaintances with your nasal twang and ofl'ensive breath and con- stant efi‘orts to clean your nose and throat, when Dr. .Ssge‘s " Catarrh Remedy ” will yromptly relieve yon of discomfort and suf- ering, and your friends of the disgusting and needless infliction: of your loathsome A Square Statement by a Carpen- ter. “ For years I have had a. chest trouble amounting to nothin short of consum tion. 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Detachable collars and cufl‘e of velvet and velveteen are Worn with wash frocks. Two sets of velvot collars and cuffs on be worn with any number of weak frocks. Pooplo who no cubism to bud bunk, foul outed ham, or my disorder of the 8.0mm an a one. be relieved by using Dr. (known m Butt". the old Ind tried umody. Ask your mum. The immense variety in perm]: in one of the prettiest features of this season a fash- ions. A LADIE” 7 \7 themselvealocing Streng‘h; who are pale deflate and olckly In uppentnco. culturing {tom {he many oomplnlnu Illu- to womenâ€"and {or and read II. V. UBQN’S mung l‘n 3091.10”! on the from ofiiérvition on m I t one. In sump. UIIIALID gm A Adam, _II._I. more. 41 Wellington 8:. White dress fabrics ofall kinda, butan- pecially white wash goods, are in dtmand Just now. 10030 Ill enacting [tom “to elect of en 1 evil beblte, unreal. oi lgnonnee end folly. who flu! ‘Mmeehee week. nervoue and exheumd ; eleo In». BLIoAOID and 01.» III who we broken down hem the sum of ubuee or over-work, end In Advanced lite feel the co uenoee oi Mlexeeu. lend tor end nun l. V. Ln 'e 'l'ree on Dleeeeee of Men. The book will be eon: eeeled to to Address on noel Q of two 80. stamps. Add". I. . LUBON. 41 We lug. Ion 8.. E. Toronto On. -w-... â€". -w--. Diseases of Wuner . Hula] suicd md iocun from observation on M lpt one, In Mpglnxgulgn East. Toronto; on. Whenever our stomach or Howell get one or or- der ceasing lllousne we, or Indigestion, emf their decadent e up“: at once I done of D1 Cenon’e Stomach Bmeln. Bed lemlly medicine, AanerM 600011.. The favorite pin end brooch of the Paris- ian Woman is ornamented with one or nev- enl doge’ heads. Whenever your Stomuhj! 30$." KO! 0,2“ 0101‘- The Experience of Mrs. Peters. 140m Who pro Wegk. germ!!! mdfixhflu _; [b91091 [To an communism]