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come. and decided in her own mind mt it was merely a. strong sense of Me. on his part that. had caused him to luv. his money untouched for ill win and child. Then her heart nbollod 0.3th the notion thnt he In living on Lola’s money. It was no man the brave, generous. manly huh-and who had been her her-r 80 to the Villa. Baira. as to u. hav- e. or rest. she came, with her two little children and faithful, old ser- _ t. John Frodsham; and there tor 1: years she lived. But she had never grown accustom- ed to hex- peln. It was as keen now u of old. If she woke 1n the middle 0! the night. her first thought was 8.1- ign thisâ€"why had Karl left her when: he loved for one whom he had not loved? She never grew reconcil- ed to the leesâ€"she never quite under- atood it. One other thing Was a. mystery to her. Sir Karl had never drew- eny money: and she wondered hem whet source he derived his in- not and the happiness to be derived Itom l lovely climate and beautiful ‘ ' (I recall the unhappy put; but . ' could not refuse Fro‘dshem, Io he took' mm with her. She bade no tarewells; she was tired of condol- ences, tired of sympathy, tired even of kindness. She longed to be away. She hare the brandâ€"so shameful to all good and yure womenâ€"o! a de- ported wife. and she loathed it; she wank from the sympathetic looks fie saw on the kindly faces of old blends. If they would but leave her Ilene, let her suffer in silence, let U beat her own griefs undisturwa Ihe longed with an unutterable long- ‘ by to be free, to go Where no one ow her. to take her children where sweet lips should never learn m to pronounce the names that ha been 0! such evil omen to her. Dolores wan living in Perle when he heard that. the Villa. Baira was to let. and it occurred to her that ”arena would be a very suitable Nee. of residence for her. There she would have every opportunity of ed- ucating her daughters, and at the lame time would find a haven of j l i | i z I l l r | The trouble is yourhair does not have life enough. Act promptly. Save your hair. Feed it with Ayer’s Hair Vigor. If the gray hairs are beginning to show, Ayer’s Hair Vigor will restore color every time. “can. nan-n. I”; of course, ashamed to write; he lould have nothing to say to his de- fined wife. A certain hardness and coldness that had been foreign to my Allanmore's nature gradually cept into it. Her father was dead, ”lube made up her mind to go gray from the place where she had uflere'd the most cruel indignity that Could fall to a woman’s lot. Every one in the neighborhood of Scandals how that she had loved Sir Karlâ€" Uvery one knew that he had 'deSerto'd her. and for whom. She would go when none of her old friends would fl able to find her. She would leave madam, never to reâ€"enter it. Sir I would come back. when he was tired wandering. She would not touch one farthlng of his incomeâ€" wu rich without thatâ€"and, fur- ermors, she would renounce his “me. She would drop her title and herself Mrs. Cliefden. lore. had not intended to have ", familiar face near her which “My hair was falling out very fast and l was greatly alarmed. I then tried Ayer’ 3 Hair Vigor and my hair stopped falling at once.”â€" Mrs. G. A. McVay, Alexandria, O. C a. great wickednesg had killed him, olthough she also wondered if it brought back to his memory some tongâ€"past sorrow of his own. From t day. now sixteen years ago, Do- re. became an altered woman. She wpted the fact that her husband he deserted her for Lola. There 'u be other solution of the mys- k'y; no news came from him. He flamed in such excellent health. His laughter always believed that the flock o! finding her husband gyilty The Squire's death had been all the more unexpeCted from the fact flat for some time previously he had .. he" ’Ilowly looked up end Hm Arno, flushing rel! beneath the , “not the sun. Time haddealt with Dolores. Sixteen years passed since her father had died 0 unduly. leaving her alone in CI! world. It had been u terrible fled to her. For many week‘s they fill {wed for her reason a_s well as hf her life. Lady Fielden had come “the rescue; she had gone over to flannel. and, as it were. taken pos- “ion of it. She had sent the two little children, Kathleen and Ger- hde, to her own nursery, and at- in'ded to Dolores with her own kind, motherly hands. .4 i PAGE FOUR. 6 Hair. I (Continued from last week) "Mummy" begun Gertrude, "It is better to tell you the truth. though I an timid a. W dead of mischief in: been done. You know that. Xoth‘loen and 1 how not aka! you on questions than: England; Wo both knew “at it than wag. an!- mnz to an too would an it}: She did not feel slat-med. Her children had not hitherto caused her an nnensiness. Still it In plain that something out of the usual cur- rent of went: [and happened.- Roth- lean has} grown pale. and Gal-truth “It you have a 'long story to tell me.’ 'ujd Dolom. “let us sit down here; these bamboo chairs on quite inviting.” Mother and daughters wdko'd dovm to the Water's edge. 7) “I will tell you at once, mamma, the said, “and you must promise me not to be very angry." They made a striking group, "these th ee fair womenâ€"Dolores in the fair splendor of Womanhood, Ktthleen with hor pathetic beauty, and Gert- rude in the freshest bloom of her girlhood, dainty, delicate, and love- ly. , “She had to drive of! at 01190: e message came to her at the palace. She left every possible apology and compliment for you. mamma. She has been very kind to us. and we have had a happy day. But. oh ! mamma, how am I to tell you what has happened? Kathleen says you will be dreadfully angry. I feel that too, yet I cannot see how we could possibly have avoided it." “My dear Gertrude. you forgot that all the time you are keeping me in suspense,” her mother said, half smiling. “I am quite sure. my darling. that you have done no wrong. But when is the Countess?" Dolores was somewhgt stutled. gnu her face paled a little, but she an- swere'd quietly: ”Darling mamma." she said; "do not kiss us until you haw. heard what we have done.” They hastened to the vine-walk. Dolores' fair face brightened as She saw them, and the sadness died out or her eyes. Gertrude went up to her. “Yes, I am afraid she will be vex- ed. The best way will be to tell her the truth at once. We have done wrong; but how could we help it? I almost dropped when that dear old lady caught hold of me. Why, Kath- leen, it is quite an adventure! Come and let us tell our mother 0.11 about it." “She will be so very angry, Gert- rude. and we have never seriously displeased her beforeâ€"never." But the elder sister drew back, as though reluctant which was some- thing unusual. “Oh, Kathleen, there sfie is, under the vines! I can see the gleam of her golden hair. Come, Kathlm, quickly!” Ah, what a. difference those sweet, fresh. young voices made! She heard them in the distance, and her heart beat at the sound. “My dar- ling!" she said to herself. Presently Gertrude cried-z “Fro‘dsham, where is mamma?" “I saw her by the river, Miss Gert- ru'de, not three minutes ago." She turned from the river with a cry of pain on her lips. She felt more lonely than usual this evening, for her children had asked for a hol- iday, and with a good-natured Ne- apolitan Countess for their escort, had gone to see the famous Pi‘tti pal- ace. Dolores had wished the old but- ler to accompany themâ€"he was in her eyes a. bodyguard in himself; but her daughters had laughed so merrily, and the countess had seemed so amused that she had been compelled to abandon the idea. Frodsham was always on the alert when there were any English about, and Dolores knew that. She was beginning to think that the children were rather late, when she heard the carriage atop. As the goldenâ€"haired lady with the sweet. sad fece stoo’d looking over the Arno, the Waves of which were slowly brimming over until they reached her feet, she thought of all those long years, and wondered if her peaceful rest from sorrow. and shame must, on account of her the:- children, come to an end. They would not always be content here. Everything wee so peaceful and calm. The crimson light was lying now on the river. The some thought recurred to her, which, like a poison- ous snake; had stung her every hOur of her life since her husband had left herâ€"“What is he doing now? Is he standing by Lola’s side, watching with her some scene as fair as this?" lilo. ‘They had received an excellent , education. Masters came every day ; from Florence to instruct them. They could not fail to imbibe every pure, high, and holy principle from Do- lores; and from her they inherited also that highest grace of manner and refinement of taste that made her one of the most charming of women. They moved in the highest society. Dolores made but one stip- ulation. They might make the ac- quaintance of Italians, Austrlnnl, Spaniardsâ€"people of every and my nationality except English; they were forbidden, under the seVereet penal- ties, ever to allow any introductions to the latter. no nutter what their rank or position. xnm us over twat, flow; and Gui-trud- was a beautiful. blooming girl of seventeen. They had not suf- fered by their mother". Voluntary ex- CHAPTER XXIII. tent stoop- ] ;;;ove:'shoc- j ‘1; horses, [I '_' C t t l D g 8 E vrench once ’ n. a while ~om arefrac- a cry horse, : ‘ I ~mding at 311.. ‘ arts of odd " tbs that the vcrage blacksmith docsâ€"any won- :r that in time the strongest man cgins to find his back give out and is kidneys trouble him. ine progress of medical science as produced 'no'thing that is a :reater boon to the blacksmiths I hroughout this country than Dr. .’itcher’s Backaehe Kidney Tablets. they get at the origin of the back- who in the kidneys and make a thorough and radical cure. ‘ Swinging ‘Ieavy ham- m rs, f r c- "I did pick it up; nn'd a; a. matter of course, handed it to the owner. My face flushed, md I felt very uncom- fortable. I know thnt sho Was Eng- lish, and that you hnd forbidden us to speak in such a cue. ‘Madam.’ I said, ‘I vthink this n youro.’ They were very simple words, but tho of- foot upon her Was something marvel- ouo. Sho opt-mg up and cought me by both hands with ., cry thnt runs through the [rent saloon. But, num- mn. you .ro growing polar and pol- countess to see the Pitti polsace, and one room in it delighted us abovs all others. Some of Raphael’s most 1 besutiful Msdonnas are there. and a lovely ‘Dolorosa.’â€"a.h, momma, how like your unmetâ€"by Fro Angelica. Kathleen end I stood before it for s long time. Other people were in the room; and at last I saw e, group thnt I felt sure were English. Pre- sently we heard the sound of their voices. I was right in my surmise. {or they spoke pure, beautiful Eng- lish. The young gentlemen Walked sway to look at s. picture st the other side of the large saloon, so that he Was st some 'distsnes from his mother. I think she had grown tired. for she sat down in one of the ‘reat choirs and highed. A few minâ€" utes siterWard she dropped her purse, end it slid slang the polished floor until. it came to my feet. Now. mm- ma, in common politeness. could I help picking it up?" “No, my dear." all Dolores. gent- lyâ€"“certa.inly not." She had al- ways taught. her children to b. at- tentive to the aged. "Strange”, Gertrude?"â€"ad Dolorea' face was troubled. ”Yes! but. darling momma. never mind what. comes of it. Kothleen ml I are your devoted children; if you oay thtt we are to forget this. and never ask any questions about it, we will do so." "I know that y u are the but children in tho wot! ." midpoloreo; "but what is it you luv. heard, my good tune. But, ‘mamma, tMay. for the first time[ we have heard that there is something strangeâ€"” Refuse Substitutes They're Dangerous. Dr. Fowler’s Extract. of Wild Strawberry is the original Bowel Complaint Cure. It has been used by thousands for nearly sixty yearsâ€"and we have yet to hear a complaint about its action. A few doses have often cured when all other remedies have failed. Its action is Pleasant, Rapid, Reliable and Efl’ectual. Wild Strawberry. Cholera ~ lnfantum, Seasickness, and all kinds of Summer Com- plaint are quickly cured by ”You know we went with the Biacksmitn’ s B? ckache. Dr. Fowler’s â€" --â€"â€"~ 0 (7 0 not decide um placeq 11 to stea. so. youq “Tell Ben for you, a; me in an shall hav. Somewhz away soft] in the 1 prayed He: no friends one to adV Extract of CRAMPS, Pflnmthe she turned from th dnughterl who wen herâ€"Kahlua with c. and anxiously nee. Guts-nil. with «ring. _ â€"vvn.. thfi terrible mm 0! ha. winning Wu uter m u of rest and I'm “PO... 8 led at the prospect; .5. tax {rd and would lain have d1 With the long of the m “ammwcotthcmn. The moon Was shining on the 'Arno when the two girls returned; all the towers and CUpolas of the city had caught the silver light, the river was like a sil'ver stream. the nightingale: were ringing. for it was . test: day, “a the music. come chiming softly over the water; but to the bautixul. «up haired woman, whoa. tau-a fell . I w pence. :11 hope. :11 tranquility were of the putt Sh. who Ind been one to advise her or guide her: but she had a. childlike trust and laith in One who had never yet faile'd her. in the violet-studaénâ€"‘gng prayed Heaven to help her. S no friends on earth to com one to advise her or huide h '26“ t!” than us. and I have thought lately that 1 ehould haVe to tell it to you at eeme time. You could not alWaye live in this fashion. Kathleen hae h. own estate at Deerhuret; and 11: la quite time she saw that place. Btl't. my children, I have dreaded to revert to the past. From time to time I he.” put of! all dhclosure, and now I can- not decide.” She railed her hand- md placed them on her teflplee, ae 11 to steady her thoughte. "I #111 see you again later on." she eald. “Tell Berrita to prepare some tea for you. and then come down: here to me in an hour. By that time I shall have decided what to do." Somewhat awed, the girl. stole away softly. and Dolores knelt down LLâ€" ~ 7.. vâ€"I-vu “I must think. my dear children," ‘ my lipa, but I d0 30‘ think “I. has said Dolores, with an expmsion of , been one moment out of my mind. anxiety on her fair face; "I must. ’ Her “"39 “ L0“ do Ferry, and 8h. reflect. You have almost. becomo wo. ,3 lifod with her mother at a. place men, while I am still thinking o! : called Beam“. neu- our home. Thu: you as children. Thor. in ‘ Itory 1n ; were French exiles. and madam. v-us our lives which concerns .11 three a: “W 11‘8th comma, I want. to us. and 19133:. ‘thpqght 1;:er that 1 j make my story short. I married -L-..I.n I I. We are old enough to be trusted; gn'd we would much rather hon thl story from you. Do tell it to In your-sen, alumna." there wu . story in our lives which we should have to know at some time. Tell it to us now, mmma. _We go grown-up girls, thhleen and seen her tears, if you had but known how she loved you! She said thut she hoped there was no imprudenoe in revealing what. she did. but. that. bade me deliver this mange to you. She wished me to tell you that the thanked Heaven for having found you; that she longed with her whole heart and soul to see you, but thnt she respected your seclusion no on- tlrely that she would do as you wished about it. She will come here to-morrow at noon, and then. it it be still your wish not to meet her, she will go away content. Oh. mun- ma, do see her! If you could but. “I havo not to!!! you :11 yet." Gertrude continued, "Lady Pickles thing whatever,’ I replied, ‘except that my mother ll living and my lather is dead.’ She repeated the word atta- me. 'Dead!’ 0h, then he in really dead. 1e he?’ she asked. ‘Yee,’ I said. 'He has been dead ev- er since I remember. My mother is a widow.’ 'I understand, she laid, with a ‘deep nigh. Then the young Englishman came round to me. He has such clear. honeet eyes. I liked his face to much. He held out hie hand to me and said, 'Is it possible that this can be baby Gertrude? Imaginehbaby Gertrude! I tried to show him that I was no baby, and to look over his head; but I could not. He is much taller than I am. Then we both began to laugh. 'I am not baby Gertrude now,’ I said. Yet, mamma, the word. had such a sweet homely ringâ€"I loved them." dour lady you up everything, even her namo. Cliefden was her maiden name. Then she seemed to thinE that she hgd spoken imprudently, for die looked nt me with her quick eyes. ‘It may be,’ she said, ‘that you know nothing of your own or your mother's history,’ 'I know noa we always ad, and. you Ind darfi curl! on your forehead,’ ‘A Rhys- worth face,’ aid the ladyâ€"'aho 'aJ- ways hat! it. You know, Harry, th. .00. “I K‘ CHAPTER a an church-apt}; mo chiming soluy t Egan pantixul, D fiver tofi h; ' Wing hum. tho the." ”a ‘ rvâ€"niau is Gertrude , ‘Ouddcnl' lb n- m. '0 11.,” found no you: 35'th . the river was 9? nightingale; turned coi. consult, She had Lord Rhysworthâ€"" the girls both sun-turd. and Kathleen looked with [:itvous eyol into her mother's faceâ€" "a. nobleman who was greatly es- ‘teemo-l in the county, md we lived at 0. beautiful mansion culad Deep- ing Hurst. You wen born there, Kathleen. cn'd your kinsman. the prestnt I‘m-d Rhysworth, lives there now. My father. Squire Cliel'den, lived at a. pretty old-fushloned house, called Whit. Clifl‘e." She would not tell been one moment out of my mind. Her nun. in Lola 'do Ferns. and she lived with her mother at a. place cailcd seamen. near our home. Thq â€"._A T}â€" -_ Al "I will tell you," said Dolores. "why I hate tones. When I was quite young. I had a friend, I believed her to be ., friend, but I ieund her to be a. rival and a. toe. She was very ‘ beautiiul, graoeiul, accompliehotl. but . not (God, I fest. She thought. Chief- ly oi guilty. of belle and ietee and picniee and partiee; ehe thought the only thing in liie to be lived for was the makingâ€"oh. children, I hate to say the words to youiâ€"the making 01 a good match. She was “alike other girls; aha impreaed everyone with her own vitality. No one ever‘ iorgot her who had once seen her. She wee beautiful, after the fashion: oi 'I‘itian'e womenâ€"with . eplen’did‘ color, richlyâ€"fringed. dark eyes, whit. eyelids, masses oi rich, dark hair. 1 Some one named us the 'riVal roaee.’ ‘ She was the red rose. I wae the 3 white. We knew our friends and ed:- E miren by the color of the roeee ; that they were at the diflerent hall: 1 which we attended; we had the red-g rose quadrille and the white-rose : guedrille. It was onl friendly, ; pleasant harmony then. iendly riv- airy, and out 'war oi the roeee' ‘ caused gm amusement. It in eix- teen years nee her name has crossod f iny llpe, but I do not think ehe has ‘ Her delicate features quiverod with emotion, while Kathleen sot. perfect- ly still, her hit two but over her folded hands. you “I remember, manna." odd Gert- ru'do. if used a directed will check the prognESs of this and dim end restore the afflictâ€" ed to perfect health. Do not go to Florida, Madam. California, Mexico or the Rocky Mountains. Remain at home with friends children." I!” begun. “and it please: me to tell it to you out here in the meet air under the light of heaven. But, before I begin. I went you to remember that we know only the hall 01 people's lives; we ju'dge of what we see, while there in One to whom all things are known. You laid the other day, Gertrude, thet you had never seen me angry but once, and then it was because, knowing how I hate roses, you brought me some. Do you remember that. when you gave them to me, I flung them into the river, and that my action made natures: "tsere 1s something 1 do not like shout it toâ€"night.” They seated themselves on the ham- boo theirs in the vimhsded walk But Gertrude found it impossible to rest on e. their. end she slipped upon her knees among the violets at her- mother'e ieet. ‘her erms clasped round her greedul figure, her head on her breast. "I must be close to you vh2re I can kiss you every time that you Want commit.” the sold; and e {air smile crossed the pale face 0! Do- lures. Gertrude’ e loving coaxing ny- were very sweet. yet they al- ways gave her painâ€"they were so like the Ways of her 10st Karl. "I have e story to tell you. my [Him she marrie'dibord Rhys; “DC OF PERSONS ARE HASTENINQ 'l'l-lllR cum As A nesuu op DRIAD mans: ""8 0m.“ This, in short, is the story of every ::;.;: 313 with t “S unskiiie” Fin-nave. ' "I. "Sunshine" 1: the only furnace nude .7 . w“ N968 to first floor do notrob “and W floor pipes. . M ”‘1' 00k. and wood equaliy well. w w ‘n ”mdsing dealers. '1'." ‘°' W tun-mud booklet. 11” Reguhgor, that divide the warm air ?“W Ind the pipes which carry to the ”can: register: so arranged. that n, M of heat desired can be {creed 1° “Mt rooms or am of a house. Uniform Heat Writing Emfortably on he thiv 'ATOHKA 31..“an Reading comfortably on the £_T ‘athlng baby flfgrtafly on 2 -"When niy father died." sh! 00" tinned, “I Could beu' tho 4388110930 low.“ I gave up Scandal» fl 1103110, my friends, even my mm. In em. hither, when I hoped t? in ablo to forget my sorrow “4113’. Pemâ€"torget the sham. W “a you. my ' two children. lum- ah, Heaven, who so happy u R 1 htve never been so happy since. u! I never shall be again. Somalia-I'- added Dolores, "I am wicked enoufl to think that unless Slr Ku’! I! With me in heaven, I shell numb! happy even there. Oh, my chum what an I uylng’! But 1 low? him so!” And her mu hegd dropped on her Child's, the child who was” inexpressibly dear to her became!!! had her father's face. ”Th0 5W I!” never appeared so brishh “’3 flowers hnve lacked their pod“: everything has teamed WM" since that d0," she said. With ‘ bitter. long-drawn sigh,_ __ n_ A‘- Edamâ€"ix 'letter cams frdm L01: 6 “Ta: to Sir Kng. I was said“ tapla with my husbaqq. my_ W. strange dread that our up . was too great to last. I tol Sir Earl 80. but he laughed my tam “my, I must inform you that MM meantime Lola had gone away. A!- ter awhile news cam. that W was dead, and after that her M name seemed to be forgotten intb neighborhood. One morningâ€"oh. children, just as the serpent an _ ,1: In that Wty. She was very ghout my marriage. She cum in do. me, and she insulted mg “,3 cruelly; She Said that I had Stab hot lover, and that, if Im not come between them, he Would I“ married her. It was a most unplug. mt scene, and gt its termimj. she made a terrible vow thu in would have her revenge, even i! d: waited years for it. Ah, mydm. dren, she had it. No home was". er happier than ours; no with was ever so blessed, so beloved: You,my Gertrude, were bom; anl I do not think that the sun ever shone onsud; a. household. I could never tell you what Sir Karl Was to me. He 1on you both So dearly; he never m the least dificrcnce between yoult is Sir Karl whom you remember, Kathleen, not your own father. an homo was an earthly paradise; . “the! lpent the greater part “If! time with us. I always 1nd I strange dread that our lapping ‘ Pu‘-MO is inexpen dmggists at $1.00 per; may procure a Sample If your druggist has stock, a sample bottle my address Ind, tlul "venues, wen! to his heir, m “1‘ Lord Rhyswort‘n." Gertrude looked up. ”Was he no' my father, mm. Oh. asked, quickly. "You will hear all in um Wilde.” answered D010res.‘ L911 Rhysworth had been do“ years, I married Sir Karl A] your father, Gertrude. 11m mua‘inted with him befon my mariage. He loved x_ne my in‘deed, and I loved him. Nowm‘ the part of my story." Dolores “I tinned, “that I do not care may Lola. as Perms loved Sir K811. N aways hoped that one an a would become Lady Allanmo ; 1.; Sir Karl hid nchr thought 0! 1. In tint wny. She was very that". my rparrlage. She mm. 1. 8i- p L "‘ that is allâ€"Nature wi‘l‘! (10%“ fi Fifi-MO is inexpensive ° ‘ drug-gusts at $1.00 per 131;.3 W Pal-Mo stands other medicine a 9“?“3'7- Eat i cold, and m. ended fatally. You must ' quit; cleu'ly, Children, a? (lath, Lord Rhysworth left; mph _ fortune. He left n. (Continued on the scccnq ound floor‘ CHA 1 c3264 many MI '7 12¢. B D -------- ‘ . White Como: up! Black CG/Shma W Towclling mi ” ind! 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