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shame i‘hcment always to the arrival of 'velei's. at much attention is bestowed on th ‘ . a couple of unbré‘tending ap- pélfllng women, evidently not pe ' of quillty, as the meek little calfskin $91 is their scle belonging. Comifig ujs f6 London, too, Without even one mam servant bespeaks lint little consiQera- m in the throng of ladies of fashâ€" ion. gallants over their cettee, courtiens pping in for the news, s‘parks intent n ogling a pretty face 01‘ noting at ankle that much o’ercroW‘ded the ard, ordinary an?! parlo‘r of the King. Ju‘St here once tor a instant Lady 2833’s brave ”(1% fled her; mosi}, Who}: s'he cspi at the door, just et- $11: into fir he}: E‘urtained aha as: so young ai‘a beautiful, an 111? ‘1“. so spick and an, With such .oh- fflul patehoa :1 Such snow? EM locks, inch sparkling (yes, bgfemmed g glistening throfigh at: mm, a} gwit tggce that my fig‘n} Feston Was ind. “All h'up tor the London muted the coachman ngelfrily. E, into the inn yard, where even now we great coach with its four bays waited the, signal to stant. Quarter mile to go.” And on they went, Peggy with a measured tread, Chockey plodding aft- -..Aâ€" “A“ Arms. And Lady Peggy: and her woman, neatly sandchhed between a fat, 5535' Wage: and a swearing, tearih old gentleman who together absorb the most of the vehicle and all the atteni den of their fellow passengers, found Mselves on the road to town. hen not. fit? Peggy. min: ant! plucking fix) to I irfis. "pliant," saga every season! Lad!" A her. run, Md in a puddle to take breath. “I wonder if we’ll ever pass master at tho inn. And yet I’m sure landlord or lame or hostler 'd never thinkot me.” ‘16”. madam,” returns' Chockey, “for do not forget the coach mm at B on the stroke, and we’ve still the 311e, “b'eckin m. a boy {from yogÂ¥r group. ng re the 13%]: t6 the Co _ 'r at Holywéll ad gnd r1; lane; Older 4 organ‘s'. Mrs. Beyer advises women to use Lydia E. Pink- ham’s Vegetable Compound. “Bum Mas. Wzâ€"I sufiered with stomach complaint for years... I got so bad that I could not carty‘xny children bnt'five months, then would have a; miscarriage. The last time I became t, my husband got me to take ydia E. Pinkham’s Vege- tableCompound. After taking the first bottle I was relieved of the sick- mofstanmhandbegantofeel bet- ter in every way. I continued its use udwu enabled to carry mybabyto mturit e I now have a nice baby girl. can work better than I ever couldhefore. Iamlikeanew woman.” â€"-st. Fnulx Burns; 22 S.Seeond St, HaidenJ‘Jm -¢soaoafdt or! ‘ Many women are denied the‘ of children through derangement of _the genegagixe m1; MEDICAL ADVICE T0 ’h WestOn Was named “in th 1" 3th tanned a bit, indeed sank n on the box, which Chockey had sci m a anner of the yard, and for a briét mo 3': both mistres; and maid bédewe'd eii‘ masking tans flith a few splash- fem. Then mm W; gem; 3181.98 9‘! (Continued from last ween) '33. upon a”, m 'V?“ 1"” waiting woman now is a lady 6! mittenâ€"to wit, myseliâ€"and vell lied to jdurneys up to town in coaches m mson! Lad!" ‘ Herc Peggy in: with hinting? He;- artifice {mam}. the dms s yn lass. Ho woman ever n3 regre mun-fits. haunt! she has . WOMAN. Don’t Inmate to write to Mrs. W. She will understand mm WWI. an}! will it?“ EPIC-F FOUR u“ “I A con"fi“‘p l,.'n b" last week) TIE BOWENâ€"MERRILL COMPANY mail I” Ies, indeed, here his lordship lodged and ate. Was his lordship at ’ome? Nay, that was he not, but surely might be before cock crow tomorrow. His lordship’s sister! Lawk! Would her Iadyship and her ladyship’s woman condescend to come in ahd mount? What a beautiful surprise for ’is young lordship when he did get ’ome, to be sure! No, he ’adn’t gone out aione; a gay spark, a gentleman of the first quality, ’ad come, as often ’15 did, and fetched h’off ’is lordship with ’im last night. '15 name? Was it Sir Robin McTart peradventur‘e? No, no, that was a name she ’ad never ’eard! ’Twas .no duke nor earl neither, but aâ€"Sir, Sirâ€" on the box, spread their fingers to the reluctant warmth and are silent, while the clock ticks on the mantelshelr, while the slit of blue that peers in at the window guys, while the noises that are an new to these two come rasping, roaring. 'shouting up to them through the broken paneâ€"tho dizzying. multitudinous, incoherent surge of Lon- don town as it first unites ears not yet wanted to its fascination or its meaning â€"-merely lonely. forlorn, displrited new- comers who have not yet learned the passion and the melody that lie hidden in its Babel. Thewaitingwoman ll the first to move. With the homely. excellent Instincts of .3- d-nn the when “abate: i slow At double knock came babbling the charwomafi,16ath to be disturbed at her twilight pipe, but brisking at sight of Lady Peggy’s now uncovered face and shilling between fingers. mm shoulder tn; no; and rent; me any. Speak with a Wagfier, Chock. Knock the drops out or your lashes with a‘ laugh, girl! Let '31: think we’re old he“! at the to“ and used to being waited upon!” Lady Peggy straight- enea herselfein her grimy shoes and gave the Levantine a twitch which ihe hoped was quite the mode. Meantime Chockey did er mistress’ bidding, and in less time t an it taken to set it down the two were folloWing the lad in and out of such a net and mazework of streets and lanes as set their heads a-whirling. Now they wheeled around this bend, now across that alley, foul smelling as a ditch or a dirty dog; anqn up a broader way where knockers shone and chairs wait- ed at the curb, then a cut down here, and at last this was Holywell road and yonder the opening of Lark lane. Well, te he sure, ’twas a sorry spot. As Lady Peggy paid the boy and stood on the m she ruefully surveyed the environment. The wigmaker’s oppo- site, with a wig in tie window, she half laughingly noted, the very yellow counterpart of Sir Bobin Mc’l‘art’s round pate; :1 din chocolate house at t’other end of th rdw of dark, tim- bered, nodding houses, and this one of the stretch, taller, grimier even than its forlorn neighbors, was where poor scribbling Kennaston hunted that jade called Fame! “Lawk, your lsdyship, ’ow should I know? But hie lordship’s own gentle- man, my lady, what ’olds ’im up and steadies‘ his lordship in '13 cups. do say"â€"the old ohamoman, whisking the dust of ages from a wooden chair, to it for Lady Peggy and bends to t: the hearth and gather together the few shingles and ragots strewn about. an appearing place as ever mortal and intrepid lady set two tired feet within. But Lady Peggy for the nonce was only eager on one point. . And back again slide Kennaston’s chambers into their original depravity of dirt and dreariness, and down goes the charwoman to her pipe, and Lady Peggy on the wooden chair, Ghochey . ~7v "\ ‘5. ~.. can sfiéar‘ s6 beautiml‘fihén' ’e’s ead drunk. These is ’is lordship’s your brother’s chambers, my lady,” throwin open the door and ushering Peggy and her servitor into as dingy, dirti, empty, sad, bare and unkempt “brimâ€"k, say you, dame? And where- fore should so generous a young yen- tleman b0 a-gallopin’ that silly road, “ ‘Say’ what?” urges Peggy, with ea- ger eyes and a sixpence shining in her handâ€"another shnllng’s more than she dare hazard of her slender store. “Do say, my ladyâ€"God bless your ladyshlp’s sweet facelâ€"as it’s hall on account of a‘young lady 1” Lady Peggy’s eyes sparkle, and all at once the smoky room seems cheer- tul, and the tardy blaze in the fire- place glows and thaws her chilled bones and blood. “Ah,” she says, smiling. “Yes, my lady, a splendid young lady of fashion, an heiress, a beauty, with half London a-danglin’ after ’er, and 'er that ’aughty as if she was of the royal family and ’im a-killin’ ’lmselt for ’er sake.” And as the old woman and Chockey, carrying the calfskin box between them, reached the last landing and set their burden down in thankfulness, Lady Peggy, feeling the way, said: “Stir P'e'râ€"cy de Bohun, perchance? Methinks my brother has a companion by some such title} “Aye, that’s ’in‘xt A), my lady, as splendid a gentleman as ever sang ‘God Save the Kinfii’ Free with ’is sovereigns, my mag. trees is with their nuts, and to at 1! ’im for oaths â€"â€"there’ 5 not tint Mae of the blood {50 d1» . the llttpr of books and papers. 19 and hem tad finally went ai'peerlng into the cupboard:â€" A grimy cofloepot and 5 well matching kettle you fishod out and rubbed. the kettle filled with_ water from the fubful on thé landing and Itralzhtway hung upon the crane, plate- and cups 3nd cancers and spoons brou (firth, a paper or 63:“, a jug o; k and bottle of sjzgu allocated, and presen y Chockey. England by migtress a cup of “earning mocha and nédcatly poured one for LL .- .â€"~ -v _, 07, “God ha’ 33 rcy on ’em! I tell you what, Chock, I ll tarry a little, have a word with Kenneeten; then we’ll back, girl, whence we eeme, nick. I’ll send word to Sir 19m llc art, and then let weddlyg Hells riu as soon as ever lie sees fit. Nu m3?! at love for me, hock. 1’]: do e wlth it forever In his world. I’ take marriage in- é'tead E" Gh‘eckey shake. her head metal]; as ei- fiis'fi‘ ,- more emphasize her . test reg}: ‘e tlfan tr an‘y et‘he'r mo- tive flin 6 Wide ebei e cracked doors of {be c em‘fl'fires‘e next the chimney- piece and gives a ten estuous shake out to the fanned“ a- angin: en the pegs. 0%1113 in the ceiling. ‘ p there, I dare be sworn! Ludl I: this ’tis to be an author,” floats Peg- ? AA]! _A.. 5' “Lud! Look! Kennaston’e suit of gray Velvet), not much the worse for wear! Small need has the poor lad for fine clothes, I warrant ye. Most like a-keeplng of ’eth for pawnshop use and bread afid butter! Chock, unlock the bolt ‘9‘: d get out the waistcoat I broid- cred 'or my twin at much eXpense of temper against hit birthday. So! smooth it out. It’s bfave,eh, Chock. Fit for emu-t. I should fancy, and, that’s right, the laced Cfevatl Poor duck! I do“ 1111stth me if he's seen a trill on his wrist since quitting home! There!” Lady Peggy surveys the gifts she’s brought as Chockey takes them out. “LaWk, madam, ’twore better. were’t not, I bundle all your ladyship’s duds and mine up yonder against his lord- ship’s comin’?” “Bight, Chock. Up with ’em, and I’ll steady the road While you climb,” suiting action to word as Chockey. bearing the «11st _hox, cautiously mounts the rickety ridden “What’s it like, aback?” “No{hil’ I eVO'rr M afore, my lady; dark, stufly, a $1 n-sprawlin’ on the bare boa g pair 0: tom quilt: gm! 3 p at in Wet“: my fist; that’s 3“.” “Enough, Chocl. 1nd I can Ileep our one night i ndon them as s. o. un. «11122141331319.2311! W 4911' Burdock Blood Bitters , , (“D KEEP Will.“ Don‘t be sick, Weak, tired, worn and weary. ' It purifies and enriches the blood. Acts on the Kidneys, Liver, Stomach and Bowels. Cleanses and invigorates the entire system from the crown of the headto the soles of the feet. ‘éisllfis‘r'c‘ohld ‘o‘n do‘ivai-‘Wl‘x‘t Thy mother’s best lsmb’s wool! Come down, Chock, by the fire, and, list, to- morrow at first crow we’ll back to Ken- naston. We’ll have been up to town, Chock, and, saving my twin, never will Lady Peggy look again on face of any man who now treads London street. I swear!” “Hark, madam!” Chockey jumps from the ladder, eyes a-popplng, while the hobbit; h the street below cuts short her treu' valiant speech. Such a hulls aloo! Such a shouting, echoing from one end or the precinct to father as speeds mis- BURDOCK BLOOD BITTERS. As 1 spring medicine it has no eqnnL THIS SPRING TAKE FAITH NAIL YOUR FAITH prise I found speedy . not he without it if it out $100 a bot? no, and I an recommend it to “you bathe“ with u cough «foam. Prioo 25 Canto. Duns Coughs. Bows, Its-ohms. liars-sass. Group. Asa-s. his or tightness In tho chest. Its. tress no mam now to an M, a-craning their necks far 0 ' x u sands the chamomn from her ‘ t un- der ground a-hobblinx fip the steep tour HROUGH the tut gathering mist, through the emote that's London’s own, the tWo women, leaning, behold a gay company of gallant: rounding the tar'eomer, 200 feet a'Wa'y, linked arms, Words a-touch- ing, heels a-clattering; one voice high and young uplifted in lilt like t Lady Petgy had hea that voice be- fore: “In years to come when gallant: sin: In praise of ladies fair, #3 will allow. I pledge you square, at brighter eyes ne’e} ed care Than those that‘bade us 0 and 2". When George the Third was Kit: 1 Let root and rafter chime and rini: Let echo shout it back; we e The merr§ days, my lords an. airs, When George the Third was King!" And at the chorus a bravetaun more of pairs or lusty lungs to ‘e it up and urge it on with flashing raptors, knocking points. in the flare ot the lights from the coffee house at h ad, and good twelve of plumgd hat! a- A ing in the air and catch again. ad laughter loud and long, {th " 3 down as that‘rresh sweet voloo bogi‘ its second verse, and fiat a the g chamoman knoéhs h'ti at the door, calling in Lady Poms head and Chockey’a' tram the ape} . nights. “An I know not how to phy at being Sir Robin, Lady Peggy’s chosen sweet. heart, boldly 1nd with a loud voice: know not how to wear and prance and pick a potty quarrel. crying ‘Matob me you; Lady Diana with my Pretty Peg- arthenneverdldldmflmgstor sport‘don my «713’. breaches and coat 1nd We. a bun; that "out ma nu! 8:! I h" BIB I! ‘Haskin"‘ your laayflip’a para-'3,” says she, “but I thoh ht it no more’n 15y duty to acquaint u: lady-hip, as can’t see from this ’eiiht. that your ladyship' a brother Lord Ienaa'tonhf 's a-cOmin’ ’ome an a-tp [in’ with' ’is comradea, amo“ ’3 Sir fez-01?; Bohun, 5nd mayhp ’cr ladyahi) 'd like best”- -now a drooling Choc'ker. as Lady Peg pa do‘loor in a too evie t agi {ion-y“. k‘o ebeat,” Itin- u adame, “go ’1 (”:3 go, the;6ble gentlemb ,iall at ,m, g am this minute sent for to fl wn into the country immediate, w ere, God help all, my tenth daughtuj, what’s ma __ed to her second husbafid, lies at death’s door." V, wvl'vu-v .vâ€"wvâ€"'â€", _..."_ __ I "- W18 inkin’, bein’ sum-at 'r’gised wine, my ’umble hit of u pluce his hat ’er ladyship’s service :6: th'b yight or as long as ’er lidyshlp see- £3, for I ‘And all the while the old charwen- an is speelfln: between her bite of broken teeth Peggy hears that other voice uplifted. ringing, gay, led, one free, as it seems to her etral ed ears. up and down the darkening little street, tapping at the wndew pence. tapping at er heart etrlnge and stretching them to such e tenjlon of anger, outraged pride e d weugde'd election ee never lady eu ered before. She thanke the old women and h e- tlly djsmleeee her; then, feel]: aka! $03!: the windom whence ehe h e 96} letedeec the merry p e I a rush int e cotee he ee. e} ’le‘ ' - ship, sell by a sudden mid fipulie, says to he: woman: “Chock. take my puree, tunble as fast as your two loge can down, out, across teXe wt we laughed at when ee ' me the yellow wit, 0 och, ‘ the frangandce en . ' en you love me, hoék. 1! $01. promise 'mere’n there - here.” ck- tng the purse 1n the ekaqded tem- nn’e hand, “but get me wt; that Is the very double of left SH Robin's own sweet pate." She pushes Chockey out on the land ing with an import!) that seids her well on her errand, ihd than, ahhtting and buttoning the door,La y Peggy ets herself out of ho'r 1,“sz and getticoats, her Eton, her 66, her collar, brooch, korchief, pocket, hoop and hairpins and into her brother‘ 3 suit or gran, thp new waistcoat and cravat she’s brought him for a 31ft; press; sh. ogles herself in the six inch mirror; she swaggem, swings. struts. and, says she, dipping her anger in the soot of the old chimney and marking out two black beetlinz brows over her own slender onesz' she tips the cofleepet and washes her face and pretty throat and hands in the blown liquid; she plait: her long hair and winds it close end tight about her head; she buckles on Kennaston’ s court rapier; she tetchu his 3111 plumed hat with its paste buckle from the CHAPTER IV. 3%”??3‘: new “Tut“; and present to In! ' t to bump thc door impetuonll’ umoc “3193‘ a” "7 Wynn}; ey . "n: I». (VI-Mb. woma: “E! u' -Vvaw â€"â€" .â€" “Split me, Escombe, you’re there it you can go no farther. Egad, sirsi" cries the young host, “an I never reach to pinnacle of tame’s ladder, at the least do I lodge as high as I could get, a roof that suits my empty purse.” “Nay, Kennaston.” Peggy, in her man’s gear, trembles at sound of that tone, for ’tis Percy who speaks now. whiles they all push pellmell into her twin’s chambers, strike lights, pull out candles from cupboard, stir the fire. “Nay, Kennaston,” says this one, “while De Bohun lives there’s ever a (ull purse, lad, t’ exchange for thy empty one, and Well thou knowst it.” “Tut, tut,” answers the young man et letters, adding as he glances about, " ’pon my soul, gentlemen, my Hebe has been outdoing herself. law we ever before in this room stools lacking dust, floor riflrafl, walls their testoons. hearth its ashes, cofleepot its rust and, by my life, the kettle filled and steam- lug?” ‘ 'â€" â€"lâ€".L1A A peal or mirth greets this nimble sally as the host pulls from the table drawer a pack of cards and his guests from their pockets a dozen bottles. “Dead broke am I, my lords and gen- tlemen,” says be, “but here's the whole court and the deuce," flinging the pack in the midst of his guests. “Play away A burst of applause follows this, plumed hats are tossed add wrist trills upturned. His grace of m is shuffling the pack. Sir Percy stand with his back to the fire, coat 8 held from the cheerful man he’s ma Stools are drawn up. The host takes his silk kerchier from his throat and polishes the mugs. Chockey has her eye glued to a chink in the cover that divides her loft from the scene of rev- elry below. when a bold knock sounds at the door. and the master with a cheery “Come along!" throws wide the portal. - I AI, ‘. an ye’ve a shilling left amongst ye. Let it be commerce or hazard. I’ll hold the counters. fill the glasses as long as there's a drop to pour. Keep a lookout for sharpers," laughing. “and than): God I’ve even a gadget wherein to wel- come men ot vogue like yourtelvu." ' Thorflno gentleman who stand. be- toro him make: a profound bow. to whiéh ho responds v‘vlth one not less magnificent #51110“ me, Lord Ionnuton of Ken- naston, since 1t 1:, I am persuaded. the brother of Lady Peggy Burgoyne whom I have‘the pleasure of address. infâ€"and at her name Sir Percy lets his brocaded skirts top and starts for- ward .azexflyâ€"“ot «dressing to pre- mt to you this not. in the handwrit- int 01 your lordshlp’s adorable sitter, than which she ave me. wherewlth to Pet-ups yoy likc_yqp_r ‘ALISS flanrfimw '1‘!- VW WAR-DER. JULY 141b, 1904 I our Vhilr; then keep it. 111’: air Renewcr always r 41*»: Uyâ€"“‘ lamp; hair, duo. . NV! this, to" t we | "mm be! :y stand} ha: nae at ads? 9’: ma to‘t pie-en t and continent! m e t.‘ Another alum given and ten while Kenmton with grace usheum' m‘gcquaintance in, sets him “I. a an the while eye quick perusing :23; Peggy’- scram. “Gentlemen," says their host, «amt me to Introduce to you. and. sir, the... gentlemen to you, Sir Robin McTart- of Robinswolq. Kent, his grace of E; combo, Sir Percy do Bohun. the Hon. Jack Chalmers. Sir Wyatt Lovell,” etc. The which ceremony being concluded unld many bows and all due forms of mm delight, the newcomer was car- My invited to take a hand in the game. ' Now. as true 'twu that Lady peg“ had never been in a coach until thé liming to wliich this was evening, .0 true was it that her ladyship had not “A: I live, sir, now’s my chance. I’ll pick a quarrel with this jackanapeu thtt'l dared to oust me from Peggy. hurt. Aye, will I. the sooner the bet- ter! Blood '11 spill, Kennaston, or ever that puppet 1nd 1 are thirty minutes older! Mark me, your sister shall know and hear In: willing to die for he: sake or to kill!" a laugh ntly disguising her voice, said she, mm herself with her legs Well under the tableâ€"fer at Lhis particular juncture her ladyship, looking down, had beheld with dismay the womanish and forgotten fashion of her shoes: Peggy meantime in this second got her courage well screwed up, and, with ‘ “Gentlemen, your humble servant’s fresh from Will’s, where, ’pon my life, such an apt company of wits and beaux encountered I as swept my pockets clean and left me not the jingle or a shining wherewith to bless myself. Xour grace, my lords, sirs and gentle- men," quoth Peggy with :1 fine inclu- sive wave of her hand, “will, I’m sure, thus excuse me from the game to- night." “Fie, no, Sir Robin! Are we high- waymen. fi'icksters? Honor us by using our sovereigns as they were your own. lb, S Percy, have we not the right or in matter?” asked Jack Chalmers; tubing to the tall young man, who, having crossed the room ag ain, now, stood leaning moodily against the claim: loco, frowning, tapping hearth wi heel in too evident impatience oi the subject or discussion. “I biy ask your paxdon, Mr. Chal- gggt,’ he replies, “both for differing “I My ask your pardon, Mr. Chal- g} ' he replies, “both for differing wit you all and for exm'essing the F S To my way of thinking,” adds e , with deliberation ill match- by '0 flash of his eyes as they take e acornful measure or the supposed Sir 80 “to my way or thinking, any. gun eman who carries his company into any other gentleman's chambers without the means of a paltry game of 100 or ecarto in ’5 pocket: ’5 not quite such a proper young man ’5 he might be!” And with this Sir Percy laid his hand upon his sword hilt, and Ken- naston laid his upon that, attempting to stay the torrent. _ ..,‘ V‘Tq't, iutl” cried this one and that. “His lordship’s dead drunk with Cu- pid. Sir Robin, mind him not,” whis- another. “ Bohun breaks a Joke," exclaims n igigdtauft once. â€"- __.. -_-5 (den [In _ 7 , 7 , And in th same moment also I! 3911083 3 ady Peggy, hand on bill and I the loudly, same time at 9 rest. .. “A 9“th on you for n liholcr, Sic Pa.” ‘0 ohtfii. Mayhnp it's the 01‘- and your lordshlp’s up in town a-pur- gum hath turned your lordship’s “in?" Her. Lady Peggy laughs in derision and stands full lwight uno drawn upon her girl's rod hm'ls. “Curse me. but you are importincntv “1‘!” rec ndl Percy. taking :2 stop for- ward. h anger rising us he beholdl hll Purl” “Hoping to the goal of its QUICR tn llment. “What then, an N 919“. ’0“. 1| my ‘errund up in town? “a“ you 04‘. thus familiar “fill my, wm. Tell '43:!) at, $1: Robin McTart I 3‘" 7011 leave!" ". -‘- VA 8‘ .. {3‘9 atfer or you; suit near inns. eston’s a jegér and J'ESt 0 t flavor, for 'twé‘fe easy seen ' 1! of her duality, sir, a not be- “7” her time on you.” “$111" cries Sir Percy, now thorough" l, “mm “(1 far more in earnest than "er I" in at the beginning, “you lie! #9 my lords. 811‘s and gentlemen. £1. you cannot stop my MW his rapier. Pegs, " rding tram But she had counted without either host or guests, for all of those save Sir Percy de Bohun on the instant pulled purses out and tendered them, crying as with a single voice: “With your leave or Without 15‘ cries Pew in a voice that causes “0°39! to lift the loft cover an inch hither, tad ' kneeling with nose flat- tend awn floor, to behold her ms- 3", at? and splendid show of valor. a h“ ’99 110813 811‘, that to gorsons . . ‘ ' u A «no? 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