. h the pretty quaint drawing-room U Whit. Cliï¬'e Squire Clieiden lat doneâ€"an old man whose hair was my and whose face was furrowed m age, whose ï¬gure was bent and Chose hands trembled with weaknesn ~an old man who had not been pleas- - in this world and who knew no cuter. He sat in an easy chair, his had thrown back, his eyes closed. Ml hands folded, his face hopeless in its expression. The Clicidens had once been the fading family in the county, and welden Hall the most. hospitable mnsion in it; but long before the t Squire was born Cliefden k was sold, its name changed. and all that remained of the once mt estates, was a low, rambling, :ctureszlue place called White Cliï¬e. in an awkward matter to be born “th the tastes of a grand duke, a [ova of‘luxury, and a desire for po- ltion, when one possesses very limâ€" lud means. This was what had hapâ€" to Squire William Cliefden. father’s one prayer, one sincere lustre, had been that he should win the old lands back again. He had died with such words on his lips; and they had set his son‘s heart on ï¬re. But it was much easier for him to spend than to save. He went abroad, hoping always that some wonderful chance would enable him to retrieve fl- fallen fortUnes, though it never lame. At that time he was a hand~ some, gallant young man, with no more idea of the value of money than _. child. . He passed some years quick silver- pining in Spain, and then returned Io England, none the richer for his AlterWard he married a fair, placid girl who had a large fortune, and with whom he lived happily enough. Catharine Somcrs loved her hand- Iome, erratic young husband, and In quite content. She never wond- md whether he had had other loves a other interests; she was placidly, flatly happy. .. a -_x .1-..‘ L- nnnn_ ._.v "d __.._ - one day a terrible accident happen- “ to the Squire. He was struck by n falling branch of a. tree, and carried home senseless. Even now he suï¬ered tom the eï¬ects of that, injury which ï¬nd nearly proved fatal at the time he received it. During his delirium one cry was "Dolores, Dolores!" h 3 Voice so full of acute pain and misery that. It brought. tears to the Inn‘â€" we: of those who heard him. “Do- lores. Dolores!" was reiterated by a. sick man all through the dark urs of the night and the early hours 0! morn, while the simple, un- suspecting English wife knelt by his .160 and wondm'cd who Dolores was. Ae he grew better, the Squire ceas- e! to repeat the name; and his wife â€loved the cry to have risen from Dome «rendering of his favored brain. When his little daughter was born. h sold that she must be called “Do- m." and his fair wife smiled as she “id. “That Was the name you re- ted so often when you were ill." the beautiful, golden-haired child Cu called “Dolores.†a name ill- Mted to her bright. blonde loveliness me anything could well be. Whatever the romance or tragedy of the Squire's lilo had been, it Was â€v. discovered. If a. wild, deep, “happy love, it died with him and 9. never told; nor did he ever be- m himself in any way respecting IO. except when his voice took a more Inelcal tone in the utterance of the name “Dolores." .A. A ‘ __A_ L--_ The gentle wif. died and was bur- “. Than the Squire ‘devote'd him- df to the task 0! making a fortune In, Dolores. But in“ Was not kind to him. He liked to m‘eculaté; but no Opeculatitm eves"- turned out W611 fathim: he 110%. ‘31be “iii? ï¬ghï¬iztdé: 1‘1) L‘Ln« “ For 25 yem‘ I but «yet missed akin; Ayet’s Smupmlln m wring. I: clean“: my log. snakes me feel strong, and lot- Ie good in every my. â€"- Jain P. Hodnette, Bmklygfll. m Pure and rich blood carries new life to every part of the .body. You are invigorated, refreshed. You feel anxious to be H ealth â€awn. Alt“- The Squire had received that latter in the morning, and he had hardly stirred since. For many hours he had remained just as he was, trying to realize the utter, abject misery into which he had fallen. His hands folded, his eyes closed. his lilo wreck- ed and ruined, no more piteou-s sight. could be conceived than tho oldman in his sorrow. - "‘ ’ â€"“-‘ -_‘j ‘n.t\ u: DH! EULA v" The door opened slowly, and into the darkened room came a. beautiful, graceful girl, whose face Was full of anxious solicitude. She went up to the drooping ï¬gure and laid her lov- ing arms around the Squire's neck. “Papa,†she said, can you not cheer up? It mught have been worse «death is worse.†“Worse, Dolores?" he questioned sadly. “Ah, no! Death is much more merciful than poverty and ruin. I could face death with a, smile; but I am the last of the Cliefdens, and disgrace is Worse than death." “There is no disgrace for you, pa.- pa. It is not your fault that other men are rogues and swindlers. Tell m- dmr- what. will be the worst I am the last of the disgrace is worse thai "There in no disgm pa. It is not your 1 for us?’ ’ “The worst for mo will be the workhouse or an almshouso in my old age; for you there will be hard work, Dolores!" ' â€In it so bad as that!†she asked, â€"'I .A, wonderingly. Cliflo‘?’ ’ tho; H ‘3'! â€59%: “My V9198 sunk Me 3: murmuï¬ a his mm M! BBB an Emmy. 11 $1 khxwmwh HHS t8 ma gm: w 99 gay-s: mg gram 9919;: has ma 9mm;- , .. R "1a if“ gum: we, 9m 91mg??- 9 . ' ,~. *9 we Mm. my mm," m away: e'd wâ€"l - "I am very sorry.â€- said Lord Rhysworth. The words were simple, but they had a ring 0! sincerity and truth. "I am more sorry than if the same misfortune had happened to my- selt,†he continued. “In there no way out o! it?†“No." answered the Sguire, sgdly. “I must. leave White 01160 and ï¬nd refuge in a workhouse or an ï¬lms- house. and Doloresâ€"oh. Dolores. my darling!-â€"wi‘.l have to work. I am the last of the Clicfdeps, and such is my destiny. Fate has been more than cruel to me!" Again the soft arms stole round his neck. and a sweet voice whiSper- ed to himâ€" h - _ “Papa. what some men call fate others call Providence; and Provi- dence can never be cruel." But the Squire would not listen. "I m an old man,’ 'he murmured; “my eyes are dim. and my hair is gray. I am an old man, and it is mumtmper’ubmd,gnddie :aï¬ht'wo leave Whit. What 1 DBNG Lu cu; .___- _ for life. Squire! I will buy. back White Clme for you. I will settle ' You'shall be loved her since the ï¬rst mome'nt I saw herâ€"a child, you rememberâ€"and she came dancing into the room with little blue shoes on. I have loved her all my life. I would sacriï¬ce much to make her my wife. I love her as no young man could ever love her. She shall be the happiest wo- man in the land. One moment more. I lay my fortune, my title, my heart, my very life at her feet. She shall live in luxury and magniï¬cence. she shall never know one wish uh. gratiï¬ed, one longing unindulged. She shall have all that this worm can glve her, all that love can com- pass for her, if she will marry me." He paused for a. few moments, not for Want. of words. but because hi§ emo- tion was so great. “Hush," he said, againâ€"“you must ‘not give me any answer yet! I could not bear it. Let. _ ,,A_-‘ T “navy" They iorme'd a striking groupâ€"the 5T old Squire, with his gray head raised in Wonder, his face full of pain, sur- prise, and pleasure, all striving for mastery; the young girl by his side, whose faultless face had grown per- fectly colorless, whose hands clung more closely to her father‘s neck; and the eager, nobleâ€"looking man. Twice the Squire had essayed to speak, but each time his voice had . died away; the only sound that had come from his lips had been the whis- . pered name of “Dolores!" Twice he had looked up with an eager. excited gesture, as though he would Iain inâ€" terrupt, but the ï¬re and passion in the other face had stricken him. dumb. Lord Rhysworth bent over him. “You must not think," he said, "that I take an unfair advantage. I speak abruptly now; but the object of my visit has been the dream of my life. I was thirty years of age be- fore I looked with admiring eyes at any woman’s face; and then I saw Dolores. She was only a child, but. oh, how I loved her, and how I have loved her ever since! She was only a child; but I vowed then, that when Ihe grew into womanhood, she and 7 _.:r- T knvn 'MU 55v - .n.. no other should be my wife. I have watched her from year to year. and huve loved her with a deeper and deeper love as time went on. Do- lores," he cried. turning suddenly to the beautiful. wondering girl," have you never guessed how much I loved yomâ€"DD H - ,A___-'j 1-8-61-p ,-... “No." she answered. faintly. "I wonder at that, for girls are quick enough in such matters. 'l‘here hove been times when 1 how gone “my halt mad from you, and have left you, because I could no longer coutrol my love. Dolores, have you never fancied it?†CA .14)! “I have never she answered IMO an» n v- v- "My beautiful love, you are fresh and fair as the morning, your eyes beam with the clear light of youth and innocence. your lips have the bright smile of happy girlhood! It was hardly likely you would think of it. Still I have loved you no! I am not young. Dolores; but. many a. man of half my years has a heart twice as old. My eyes have sought no face save yours. my heart no love but yoursâ€"you have ï¬lled my life. I hgve wanted to tell you this for months past. but I have lacked the courage. It. is your father’s trouble that, force: it from me now. I come of a race that knows no fear; but. I tremble for the Word which has to fell from your lips. and which will mean either life or death for me!" Once more he mused, unable to speak. The Squire Ionized up at the beautiful, Colorless tece._ ‘ O . 7.4:. .‘J wuuhlLUA, L\lt\ll -‘v_. -_.vv~ “What do you 8". 13010118?" mw' ~ ...... 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I do not. wish to press my suit, my dear: but. aIWays remember that your word. will bring me either life or death." He too!" her white. cold hand in his, raised it to his lips, and kissed it. with passionate tenderness. Then ho whispered a. few words to the “Whatever happens, Lord Rhys- worth." observed the Squire. “I shall never forget. your goodness to "Never forget my love for your daughter," was the reply. “Use your Influence for me, Squire, and you shall be the happiest man in the world. Dolores, if your heart. says one word in my faVor. listen to it. I must go now; and when you hnve an answer for me. wimp: you will write?" ' “Yes," [he returned. ninth. "I will.†. grow and rain-d CHAPTER II. Wait until I recover even thought o! it." tizis woï¬d ' a can com- W. uquwp'm a, â€shit!!! W WV" Father and daughter sat for some few minutes after his departure as though they were turned to stone. Then, drawing her to him gently. the old man saga: ALIâ€"1- -0 Id. ‘nrdâ€" “ ’hat do you think of his lord- ehip'e proposal, Dolores? I: it a “For from Heavvn?†"I cannot tell," she replied. “He is very good, very noble; and, oh. child, from my heart I dread poverty and the workhouse! He in generous and wealthy. He said I should be e. rich man. Whet will you do, Dolores! Can you give me some idea. something to rest. my heart upon, something to think 0! ma hope for?" "1' mm nnnsfdel' the proposal. Pt- W o m e n engaged in the mduous‘ w o f k p f, dï¬gsm‘akmg \ ' frequently? have l-mubje 7?. mm Hie,†} . hawk and ma: hygr's‘x: Run- mu aï¬ewma ' , ' um: mus, mgr-m .me media, m m uuwv “Basin; .6 My am, ï¬tmdh yv-au' “uâ€" -_-_- , It Was piteoue to see how old and worn his fans seemed to grow when he Was left. done. He slept. ad in his sleep he went back to the dreams 01 his youth. {or he mUrmured con- ‘iiéiééitiéuééiï¬aélâ€"é‘éiiiis'tï¬iit‘ï¬end“; gam==§mm Mia an the. bank make u wheauzl lwn:_ Na. WWW t-lwf wmneu nt‘mt; and tlwir- health fail, The kidneys get out. of m‘dm', Hm bun}. pains, and the Whole 63.5mm gets full nf poismxs which the sick kidneys are unable to eliminate. No dressumkcr should allow her health to slip away, and backache and kidney troubles keep her in misery, when such case, oomtort. freedom from pain and invigoration of the system can be obtained by using Dr. Pitcher’s Bwkaohe Kid- ney Tablets. ' _. Dréï¬ï¬akï¬â€™s Backacha. 1.2-:u5f} s mufefldm'ggwtswby “.1. Tu: ;..;.ml Pawnee" ‘1. can H t )\‘ Just Oxygen Butgcmm A6180 SPLEIDIDL'. YO‘ mm {2 Water Shoot. skmhher expel-Eamon ,n .39 e Kidney W I5 mm! fmm hack-die cud 3 for song yous, which I t» sitiicvm demand hand- my w-mz. Eha tronblc fl sever». :0 1 my: a bottle That PowleY’8 Ozone always kills the m â€d the resultsuedirectandsurc. The belit physician and the largest hoopitlll now -.._I.... flungâ€"4m! WW gem day. when she. with her mother, was ! sitting on the lawn, and the Squire } come to them, full or eager interest In some new: ho had just heard. 1 Wynchcom‘bo Hal! had been purchas- E ed by n French Indy, n widow. Ma,- ! dune do Forms, Who had been exiled ltrom Frnnco for political reasons. 1 She had pux'Chnsed the Wynchcombo property. and had turned the ï¬n“ , "Benulieu." It. wu reported that : the had one daughter, and was poa- sensed of ample means. 1â€"- (A... “a '- MW"? unuuuy tn. on. nuno that. seemea to 9 by engraved upon his heart. "Do- lores"; while hi: daughter went to her room, knowing that. she held tho ‘ “In. of their lives (a her hands. She had promised to think of Lord Rhys- worth'l proposal, â€to no what IhOv -....m a... but. her reasoning pawn-I1 vorth'l proposal, 'to no what the could do; but her reasoning powm seamed to have left 116' all at once. and she could not collect hat "That will be very mce 101' no- lures." Mrs. Clicfden had said. "I have often wished that. she had s playmate!" and the gentle lady Wu highly delighted with the prospozt. Dolores could remember how, all her parents discussed the new comers, uh. wondered in her childish mind what this playmat- would be like. never dmming that on that day a. new element. would b. brought into I“... In. which would ml' and blight IILD luvâ€"vâ€" ‘7‘..- Lola do Petra. was gifted with un- usual loveliness. She was three year: older than Dolores; and there was every reason to believe that they would be great. friends. Madame de Ferra- wae delighted with her visit- ore; she made friend. at once ' with lair and gentle Mrs. Clief’den. wan most. gmcloue to the Squiro, who was full of admiration for hr, and charmed with Dolom. "Why have they given you no ead a name when you have to bright a face?†ehe asked. " 'Dolom' means eon-ow. Surely life will not beeor- rewful for you?" 1‘. She "called on. day when they went togetherâ€"the Squire, her mo- ther. and herselfâ€"to visit. Madame 'de Ferns. Dolores remembered the stately and handsome matron with her courtly. polished manner. and the sturtlle. vlvid beauty of her daughter oln. Before her duley beauty the complexions of English girls looked pols and delicate; for Lola do Ferns W‘s} gifted with un- â€" ‘Lâ€"â€"A "A-" When oh. uked the Question Ibo looked at the mother; but tho Squire â€"-tho only one who could luv. u:- swered it turned u!†Ill laud. "Como wd mun trim with my daughter Lola," and mums. and Dolores remembnrod low the: went through 1110 open French Win ow to where th aux-mm. flamm- gm Mood. "My dear chndrea. you malt hm each other and 50 Manda.“ we {11119:me in her putty. 85858 Eh;- Q . "6m me We who m â€h 90 $3?- an memes «he wen a mark mm ed human and“ s with: at has! New 8! Hum "A! Wlï¬ m “GHQ “£11363: “09m taeuï¬m ten Mel an “haw Mail in mm 133! an; “T 33“!“ mt thawing“ at me Minsk was 9mm 3G0 Emma we); HM Hw‘ mum W m the mm W! In" m W! “Haw M 5%“ 3mm than $9 summit! m: 9mm Em “mm she ha â€WM warm at the We. Mm at am mm. mm mm m Mva in“ (Inch «um , Than tollowed 0th.: paceâ€! years. during which then wu g constant “clause of visits between the occw- \ of Bwulieu 041d Whit. Cliï¬e. . U14 0; she was. Dolores. with hot IolAlc‘tIK reï¬ned instinct, did not Quito 11k. Lola. _'l'IIQ yoga: French "You English girls on on so fair." sho Vbuld soy, with . contemptuous shrug oi tho shoulden. â€You your- self. Dolores. are liko o snowdropâ€" so whito. I lilo plenty oi color, such on I has myself." Then she would fdrow tho golden hair through her brown ï¬ngers sud biggie? tho color sn'd ï¬neness. ‘ coll this gol'don in Eng- land.†sho would on:‘ "I coll it tho color 0! show." It vssthosuno without-ï¬lling; oho'ouidouposonolaoswhorosho My wu vary van; â€Id than was nothing that I!» Nights! in so much a computing haul! with Do- lot-cl. u'to' which would mu- Germ Diseases Liqulfied Ozone THE WATCEMANâ€" -WARDER, APRIL 3 life Cannot Kill One Full-size 30111;: He? If m not convinced, plan this $901: and_let us mail you ““3: on your druggtgt fora 504;, we“ The ' t ml] charge it to us. W will sen with the order my .‘ evidence of what Ozone hum troubleoenctl liquours. “hm“ in]! directions or usmg it. This remarkable offer is Open to one who â€Ecru from gm, “d mt never tried Ozone. We with“ Vince the doubtful, and to helpthedim aged. Please letus prontoâ€. thst there is new tn tbsoluugyw my to get well. 01am note. gï¬gmgndmn??wom 00., United. 6001mm. St... Tom, rammed with 1 In" ver tried Pow! 0330;,“ but“ you will supply 151:: 5kg, telling Dolores. between the Dolores had her own opinion, did not care enough about the per to express it. llolores ha dreamy, poetical, artistic n ideal and romantic. Lola was tied, worldly, and nmucrâ€"of-{a‘ “I wonder," Lola. would suy,‘ we grow up. which of us will b1 bountifUI or most admired? Sb have many lovers, and which will be married ï¬rst? 1 should I shall; my style is so much than yours. All the girls in land seem to have fair hair or eyes; few are dark like I am." So it went on throngh the “notch of years. The next break was when Lola. dc Form to Germany to school, and (8.1 no In. Cliefden died, quietlg sweetly. a she had lived. Sh may missed and mourned fl her daughter. No one knew wl Squire felt; he must blue reg her. 1'0 she had been a :00 to . Her death made 1 mistress of .White Clin‘o Shl “111 very young. but 11w Saul I!†knew as much as L051. and she could complete hur ed] by reading with him. Y '.\ rl ’A few years km“ from Germany: nn‘ rivalry of life bt'gnn «in-Is: Thev were hr girls. They were hot! loves looked like a. st Lola. like a picture b: Titian. Dolores was 1 English loveliness. 1.0 uriant beau! y. Why don’t you remove thatlwclght at the pit of the Stomach? Do‘orcs rememberet Ing after so many yt was fully occupied. to White Clifl'e to 9r 0d with surprise wh {hm years had «In girl into a most. 10V (harming Woman. F to exchange greetin PMS?!) her‘ opipion. Mobil-31606 Bitters “It acts promptly 8“ permanently cure!3 all dew m of digestion. It cures Dy? poplin and the primary “uses M Why don’t You reg We appetite, and “'0 due-two organs so that be necessary to starve t] to “old distress after 62 initoit. 9 “Dolores." grown up in1 CUT our THIS coupoxi To tbs Weary WSW W0 Ask this 0W“ ..........I.DICOII “bid distress after eating- m.M .mp is to regulamth. wan“ you mane pm»; â€v- v ‘, Tom," six. cried, up into Iomethinl (Continua! (m 1H: Faithis purpose 3600: ad numbei‘. T6wn and Provin'do: To] 0 m hCr whvn 01, and fair: KG? ed, quietly on! lived. She W mourned for by m. knew What“! .vecn the two 1 the 1098 next pea Fem: went H 00"" slim}: “you um like u beau' goo Wit de Dolom She was Snuire sail ost 1390219 -r nducation "no. . of-fact. 5113',“th ill be men cly W ï¬rst. meet- a! 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