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s n and lYour Ring... IS IT FROM GEO. W. BEALL THE JEWELLER? T HEN YOU CAN DEPEND ON IT M “ Florabel's Lover,” CHAPTER I. THE BEAUTIFUL. MYSTERIOUS STRANGER. "1 Wonder if it is true that coming events cast their dark. grim shadows on before? I have had such a strange fore- boding of impending evil all day long, and as night draws neare-r, my heart grows heavier and heavier.” - A slight, girlish figure springs up from the white sands as she utters the words and turns away from the sea with a shudder, walking hurriedly up the steep, narrow, irregular path that leads to the arched entrance of Black-Tor Light‘ House. The warm September afternoon is drawing to a close. The lurid rays of the setting sun glint with a touch of gold. the picturesque Florida coast. the motionless sea, and the light-house that rises like a towering monument in gray stone out of the curling waves which surround it. and the narrow strip of fertile island, dotted with dense thickets of palm and wind-blasted orange trees, on which it stands. The heat, for this season of the year, has been almost intolerable. and night is crniing on in sullen sultriness. For hours no breath of air has stirred the leaves of the trees, or broken the calm of the purple sea. , It is the dead calm which, in tropical lands. precedes the hurricane of the September tempest. The slim figure, flitting up the path. 1 have a nice assorted stock in Chewing Smoking Tobacco Imported 6: Domestic Cigars Cigarettes of many kinds Briar Pipes in Cases Nice Silver Mounted Pipes (Both straight and bent) Tobacco Pouches . . In mm sinks down on the worn door-sill of the “allilllg canes stylesy light-house, anxiously watching the dark. warning clouds that creep over the sky in advance of {the on-comin. night. ”The storm will break before Mark returns from Rocky Point," she mur- murs. “What can detain him? He should have been here by noon." Even as she spoke, a few rain-drops splashed upon her UDIUI‘Ih-(l face. “It's coming," she cried, in affright, straining her eyes toward the distant line of shore. “The terrible storm! God watch over Mark, and speed his boat safe home!" As she gazed, the gloaming deepened into inky darkness, and the storm be- gun. The slender palms bent to and fro like reeds before the wind. Lightning flasued luridly, and terrific crashes of thunder mingled with the torrent-of rain. lashing the angry sea into turbulent waves that rose mountain high, heating with wild, mud fury and mighty roar against the impregnable rocks of the old 1; ay l‘ght- house. Mark Sefton. the keeper of the light. had gone to Rocky Point early that morning, and all the way the parting words of his pretty young wife haunted him, try as hard as he would it) forget them. "Don‘t. go. Mark," she had pleaded, earnestly. “I feel sure something will happen before you return. I have a pre- Icntment~" "Nonsense." A large stock to choose from. me . RIGGS, Kent-st. Lindsay M W guess! 0 ' sons. .. BRYANS . . W'nlcsalc and Retail Dealers in q 1..:..;..;. o 6 he had cut in. with s hearty. cheery laugh. "Don't be foolish and whimsical. Nella. Nothing is going.r to happen. Nothing could happen. _ I shall be back before the storm se;s in, and in time to light up." Darkness had crept on. the storm had burst. but where was Mark? I Suddenly Sella remembered the light. She had quite forgotten it. (ircat liva- ven! what if any ship was out in that gulf of blackness without that beacon light to guide her'.’ With winged feet Nella sped up the spiral stairway that led to the summit of the great tower. A moment more and a broad glare of light shot out 2' om the great lamp. sending a ruddy glow over the vortex of seething waters that lashed the walls of the old light-house till it trembled and rocked on its foun- dation. . "Heaven grant that no vessel is out breasting the fearful stormâ€"to have iii-ed of the signal in the tower to warn her off the dangerous reefs." ”:1er what was it that sounded over Glazed Sewer Piped, All sizes and connections. Field Tile and FreshLime The best Portland ‘9 Lament and Fire Brick "lo'lv-I‘-l-l~l-°l-=i-l"l~l~l~l"r +-t~t-i«-t-i-i.~i»-i-l-t~to+~i«i-i-i«i-i-i-i~i»i-i. .iul-v' '- 0 0 R. Bryans 6: Co. Office and Yard -â€"No. 9, Victoria§Ave. ’Phone 66 vs; . cccccc w . 6 n.9,... o. 6. GT. R. 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Portions Mixed‘fr'deortEopo......â€"â€"- :gg: Sella Seffini, clinging to the railsnof 3"”“0 “Hmmpm't 309° """ “ ...-... 8 02 pan the spiral stairway. watches the horrible :42“an Efirmhom me...'â€"â€"‘ 8 58"“ scene from the tower. as the blinding ”2253‘!!! .....--o-n-â€"¢-' wfl.~. 4 . - , '. ' - Behe'ri'dc Mxixed ...... ...........â€"--~“m ‘0 p": flashes of lightning rem“ it l0 her “‘9’ The 11.33 mail for Port. HOPO do.“ “the P' 0' ‘ in terror too great for “'Ordb 13.2.. 3' m' loses st. 8 40 in: 3.55 ll t r Toronto 0 . . The iroonhtauogoing north connects with the I. B. ‘t' 0. RV. I‘ae 2.40 p.111. north train carries no ML â€"_..â€"â€"â€".‘â€"â€""â€"â€"_ i. B. a o. RAILWAY. a. r. 8. annual- In the meteoric light she sets the great ship strike the fatal rock. and dark forms casting themselves into the seeth- ing whirlpool. Then darkr‘sss reigns. "Mark." she moans, "bod save you from being on the sea tonight. Another flash. and she sees a dark ob- ' ‘ "-10 5° ”n ' taut high on the mad waves. inesveLi ................--......-u. ect one ms is . Laure Ju‘iidcqtldn.....- -----"""""""" l g 3?: 1then hurled beneath them. It be will“ Atria-3331. B. 50. Jmmn.....-o..uu 5 15 pJn “'ifh a dark figure 01111311}: to It. 8 Arrive srmy_...... ....... ,,.__..-. white face was turned to her for one I. 8.8.0.8ERVICI- 11 oogm awful instant: and the wildest cry that {Leeave JBanroft.....u o.................... 2 ”pm ever I?” from human lips blil‘St from 37+) o-onosuoooooosolosonoo-Idl. ' ‘ ‘ . - an... iffififlwonm, :35: 3-9113 Sutton 5. She had seen and re Axfi't’fl St W“ go‘sâ€"- --""'. “‘“.. cogllliZedâ€"‘Blal'k- But in this appalling moment her dar- dld not forsake her. In that in! courazcnaa realized his pen]. and only means pf saving him _.death in t “.3“. dreaded so much! but, ah! she . : of think of that now. mix“; the spiral stairway Nella flow like a storm-driven swallow, out of 'the light-house, and out .on the sands. Ihe flving spray dashed in her face. and the fierce tempest almost hurled her from ROBT. CHAMBERS of my 9M1 0'" with nouns!!!” “4 3“" WMflmsflmd-dm her feet, but she scarcely heeded the hurricane. _ labia hols Tops, WuhToP-l‘ln‘lmm A moment more, that seemed the WW- of! Mid no hi length of eternity, and she had unfurled «Was : mm! mm "will! also- the great coil of rope which was made 'M" sud m 11W fast at one end of the iron ring emb rh- bed in the solid rock. And over the wild fury of the storm, me man winging to the plank heard her W0kKi.-!n tho not a the Mat on 0‘ at. opposite the packing twine- » ___â€"_.__.._â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€"-â€" "’ ‘ vrâ€" »-â€" ~--. ,â€" -. ,..- . v'â€" . ~ ,-- V WM» ‘ «HWW-Wam . . __A$E_-_'A"I\"HA‘ â€"â€"-â€"' " Parted by Fate By LAURA JEAN LIBBEY Author of “Parted at the Altar,” L I ‘~ id be to fling him «the life-rope. Ll aIble wnlks “ I: he were to miss it, that meant death the horrible sea she had 31- . “Lovely Maiden," “ lone,” Etc, Etc. 7“".‘T. "The rope, Mark! Catch the rope!" ()nce, twice it eluded his frantic grasll. Again .it was hurled out over the monk. tain waves. Oh. lod! would he reach it. or miss it? Nella could only fall on her knobs and pray. A breathless mo- ment of horrible suspense. (iod had answered Nella‘s prayer. Mark had seized the life-rope in his strong right hand. 'Jfierror lent strength to Nella's slender arms. Bracing herself firmly against lh? lll‘OjOCtiIlg rock, :o'ie succeeded in drawing Mark to the. shore. As his feet touched the sand and he clambored up on it with her aid. she discovered it was not a plank to which he clung, but. the body of a “'(‘lllll'IL A moment more and he had staggered. panting and exhausted, into the livin: room. followed by Nella. and had lain his dripping burden Jpwn upon the old chintz-covered settee. "Never mind me. Do what vou can for them. .\'ella." he said. "'I‘hcine’s two of ‘em. I picked them up in the water, just before my boat struck the rocks. and threw us into the waves.” As she spoke, he throw back the dark cloak which etchlo-ped the unconscio'.s figure, and Nella saw a tiny infant. which the woman held clutched tightly in her arms. dint it was not the sight: of the chi! l, pitiful as the scene was. that brought that startled cry to Neila Sefloii's iips. ' It was a face as gloriously beautiful hand saved at the perilous risk of losing his own. tl was a face as gloriously beautiful as a poet's dream, or artist's ideal: pallid as m-arble. framed in a mass of dark curling hair, lying,r in short clusters over her brow, from which the water dripped in tiny pools; eye-brows dark and per- fectly arched: and lashes loin.r and silken. curling like fringes over the perfect rounded clieeks*r' dimpied chin. and lips that seemed too delicately curvi-d and beauteons to have ever been in- vested with the breath of life. A strange. subtle. henna jealous pang shot through Nella's heart as she gaZed. The rapt admiration in Mark's eyes pain- cd her~slie could not tell why. Illut there was no time to waste pre~ cious moments. standing there idly. gaz- ing at *.‘ie helpless creatures. lleedlcss that she herself was drench- ed. Nella sent Mark from the room. and set about restoring the waits. in a trice she had divested them of their clothing, wrapiwd them in sift woolen blankets. and. with Mark's hep, bore them to her own chamber, where her own slumbering. fair-liained baby-~- little \‘erlieâ€"lity. And there. a few moments later. i‘ndf‘r the influence of the powerful s'imulziiits which had been administcredâ€"~-the beati- tiful young stranger opened her great. dark, velvety eyes: and they flared woiidci'iiigly not into .\'e!l:i's. but up into Mark's face. “Where am 1. and she murmured. faintly. "Here is the little one; you at" both safe and sound. and in good hands," to- sponded Mark. cherrily. as he placed the little one in her arms. At that instant memory surged back again to her own overwrought brain. "Uh. l rciiie:nlmr-â€"l remember all}. she cried. with a wailing shriek. "The Voyage on Shipboard. the storm. the fatal rocks. the struggling: in the \\ ilrl sea with baby. \Vliy did you save n10." she cried out. sliziiply. "when I wanlc so much to die?â€"-only to di- and "till it :ill. Heaven knows it. Would have been best for baby. too. it We had died together in the waves.” One small hand caressed the baby‘s fine. while passionate sobs shook her frame. A beautiful. white. shape y hand it was. on which a wedding ring: shone. "Do not talk like that. dear lady." pried Sella. aghast. "'l'hanl; God that you and your baby were rescued, and are safe." "The world narrowed down to a grave. baby." she moaned. paying no heed to .\cll:i‘s Words. "Life is too hard and cruel. I should not begrudge you y'ru'.‘ poor. hapless existence: but, oh. it world have been better for both you and me if we had died." "She is delirious, poor thing." sziizl Mark: "we must get the doctor from Rocky Point to-inorrow.” The beautiful stranger turned her face to the wall. and during all the long hours of that terrible night, while the l where is baby 1’" hurricane raged outside, she never Spokeâ€"never movedâ€"the great. dark, burning eyes never left the small pic- ture of the “Saviour on the cross" hai g- . in: there. l “Would the baby live through the ter- rible ordeal?" Nella wondered. taking ., the little mite, pityingly, from the ’ mother's unresisting arms. Ah, it s ‘cm- ‘ ed not; fills little life hung on such a slender thread. It was chilled and half drowned from the terrible exposure. But a glad morn was born of this darksome night. The gale had subsiihd. The waves lay smiling, dimpled. calm, under the golden rays of the rising sun. without a sign to mark the spot wher; such a few short hours before, so many 1 souls had been hurled ruthlessly Iiito eternity. { As morning broke the beautiful sti am:- i er grew rapidly worse. and Mark Sefion set out h'u'riiiedly to Rocky Point for a doctor. "It will be useless! useless!" she mur- mured, clinging to Nella’s hand. and turning those strangely burning. lumin- ous eyes upon. her face. “I shall die within the hour. Something in my heart tells me so.” A terrible convulsion shook her frame as she spoke. which was rapidly f allow- ed by a second and a third. And looking at the white, stark face, Nella saw that the shadow of death .was indeed crccp- in: over it. Oh, if the flickering flame 08.1f- might but last until the doctor‘s arrzvou! But it was not to be. . The stranger git-cw worse so rapidly that Nella’s alarm increased with each pass'nct moment. “My life is ebbing out!" she gasped, ‘ S‘l‘fitking with dificdlty. “But, oh! ll cannot die with the dark, horrible story I have to tell, untold. I conjure you, for the love of Heaven, to listen (losly to what I have to say. It is the strang- est, mos-t pitiful confession that was ever forced from' human lips.” .\'ella started back with a low cry, a Wild, ltangible thought shaping itself in 1101' mind. \\'as this beautiful young creature a fugitive from justice? Ah. no! It could not be that this lovely, girlish face could ever have been darkened by the shadow of a crime. , Then instinctively Nellas’ eyes wan- dered from the baby's face to the wed- ding film; the stranger wore. fit is not that," murmured the stricken lady. her dark, burning eyes following the other's gaze and i‘n'tcrp-retiig her thoughts aright. “What I have to tell you my husband, who is dead, never knew. \Vould that my baby might never know 1" she walled out sharply. “It may be kept from her for long years; but on her eighteenth birthdayâ€"hark youlrâ€"on that fatal day it will burst forth upon the shocked and startled world like a skeleton stalking forth from the charnel house. And then -o.li, God, help my little baby with such a horrible sword hanging over her imiocent. unconscious headâ€"l dare not think what will happen the“. ' “And yet I could not rest in my grive â€"â€"I dare not-with this secret weighing down my soul. I dare not! Yet it is more bitter than death to rev :1! it. ‘ ’.ut promise me first," she went on, huskflaly. “that you will take my little babe and care for it as your own. Then I will tell you all. "Promise me!" she walled out. in an agony of oiitreaty. “I cannot leave lzaby all alone in the bitter world. I am dying! My moments are fleeting! For the lore of Heaven. speak quickly!" .It was all so sudden Nel-la could scar- cely realize what was transpiring. llow could she refuse so vital a. request, with those entreatin-g, burning eyes search‘nz her very soul"! it: seemed to Nella, when she looked back to that weird scene in the long, bitter years which followed, that SlIC had been in a strange dream. “I promise you. lady," she answered, slowly: and no warning came to her of all that would come from this fatal pro mf-se. "if you die I will keep your little child, and rear it with my own and care for it as my own. And as I deal by her, so may Heaven deal by me." she added, Soleninly. “God bless you! You have made death easier to bear. Never forget your promise. Remember the listening angels have heard it, and recorded it up there! "Be kind to her, she is so little. so feeble, so helpless! Tell her about me when. she grows up. and how youth.' 1 was to die. but that death would have bcen welcome to me if it had not been for her. because I dreaded leaving her here. Tell her how I, loved her and held her close in my arms. until my heart grew cold and her face faded from my dying eyes. You will not forget?" ".\o." said Sella. breaking down com. pletely’, though she had struggled hard to keep her tears through this pil"fiilly pathetic scene: "I shall not forget." The hapless young mother kissed the eyes. anguish of love shining lit'l' dying ”Let me hold my baby close in my arms while 1 tell you all." she Whispered, in faintly. “Lock the door. and come closer. - it is the most pitiful story that ever darkened a. human use, and made me wonder if there is peace to be found on the wide earth, and justice in Heaven. \ou will see by this confession that this balo- must never love. for she must ncier marry." As this start-ling sentence fell from her lips a violent spasm shook her frame, again. and her features grew rigid. Sis.- started up from the couch with a look of frenzy on her ghastly facc. as her eyes vainly and .mutcly sought Nella's. llow she tried to heat back the wave of death for one brief iiiomc'nt. Ilow her fluttering sou-l clung to its tenement of clay. to do the bidding of her will. one terrible inst-aim; but. alas! the words on her stiffening lips in a bitter wail: the dark wave of death closed over her. The vital secret which was to brim.r a world of woe to so many hives was destined to remain uiii'evealed until the fatal day She had foretold. She had fallen bar-k upon her pillowâ€"â€" deadâ€"with the poor, frail babe claspt'd . close to her pulscless heart. With a sobbing cry Nella tzok the child from those stiffening arms. placing ' it in! a little crib in an adjoinitu.r room. close to her own sleeping babe. \veuplng lea-rs over it as only tender-heartei‘l wo- man can weep. “l’oor. desolate little baby!" she sob- bcd. “)‘ou sleep all unconscious of the bitter bereavoment that has fal'czi over you. loll have lost the best friend the wide world held for youâ€"your fair young another!" As she laid the two baibcs side by side chc fair one, the other darkâ€"they opened their eyes wide with Wonder, and gazed at each other. (ind help poor Sella! How little she dreamed how bitlterly the paths if these. two were to cross in the after yca rs. lf she could have read the future. her ow], heart would have broken then and there- C H A PIER II. THE FAIR YOUNG GIRL 'l‘O \VFIUM LOVE MUST BE A SEALED 1300K. llr. ’l‘horndykc‘s presence was of little avail when he reached the light-house with Mali-k Sefton an hour later. ‘lie strange lady is «past all aid. 3%," said Nella, leading the way into the liv- ing room; “but I should like you to look at the child. if you will." Both babes lay side by side. Nella plyingly raised the dark-eyed babe and placed it in the doctor's arms. "It's so fragile; do you think it will live, sir?" ")‘es," he said. slowly. “with proper nursingf’ adding under his breath. as he studied the wee little pink hand intent- ly he held in his own; "perhaps it w on“ be better for her if she did not." i\'ella's quick car had caught words. “What do you see in the baby’s hand that should make you thank that?" she cried, with a shudder. lie pointed to two lines like the veins of a roseleaf in the tiny palm. "Those are uncommon.” he answered, thoughtfully. “Not one child in ten thousand has them. they should.” "Why?" asked Nella, turning pale. the ”They portend a strange destiny. I do not like to prophesy, but I tell you that the child lying here will have an ex- traordinary iifha wonderful destiny. I railed man has that powerâ€"rind this is no met-g. cginggs the remedy am no seer to peer into the mysteries of the futureâ€"no tiny. rose‘xbud face. all the passion and, -_v‘ Heaven forbid that ; “'I‘hiity days :is my limit in any SChO')l: of imaginatioxi’; it is reading aright the lines of true science as litind them here. A great genius carries the stamp of it on his face. No careful reader of hit- man nature fails to detract the ideal face of artist and poet when out» meets them, or the noble brow of a great soldier. As some people make :1 study of human faces, so I have made a study of human hands, and I find plainly enough just what I have told you writ- ten upon tliiis one. Yes, hanging over this little head is a black shadow. Hea- ven grant that it may not obscure the sunshine of her life.” Mark Sefton listened in wonder to the strange story Nella told him after the doctor took his depii'btiiie; nor (111 he (leniur when she informed him of the vow she had made the dying mother to rear the child as her own. A pul‘lt‘lllOlln-lllt‘, containing a litilc more than a thousand dollars, was found upon the dead woman‘s person. This .\clla solemnly declared. should go for the education of the child she had .‘eftâ€" every cent. The marriage ring she had worn had the name Uldcne engraved in it: and by tlzis name the child was christened-â€" L'ld‘ciie Sutton. And both Mark and .\ella grew to love the little waif quite as fondly as they loved their owu little Il:l.\'-("ll-ll:l'll'0(l Yerlie. Sixteen years pass-ed by, bringing little change to the inhabitants of the i:.~ola‘cd island of Black-Tor Light-House. save to expand the two (infants intto wondr- ously beautiful young girls. Verl'ie was fair of face. with tender, deep, blue eyes. and hair like golden sul' shine. And I'ldeneâ€"ah, how shall I find words to dcscuibe the dark. wondr' our, glowing beauty of peerless U.dcne? the young girl whose life held so tragic a story! Her face was dark, piquam; u.‘d rumpled, with rounded cheeks um curred lips as crimson as the heart. of a glowing wild rose: great dai k. velvety, Ui'fcii'tal eyes, shaded by the longest and darkest of lashes; a low broad brow, crowned with rings of curling love-locks, darker than a 'rave'n's plume, and a saucy, smiling mouth. that seemed med. only mr- rippling laughter. Yer‘lie was of a quiet, retiring tem- perament, sweet and good. Illdeneâ€"gay, restless, piquant L'idenre, wvas full of faults: at once the torment and darling of the light-house. No human being could hold in subjection the fiery. mi- tamed spiilit of the wilful little beauty, and her moods were as r‘hangezul us April storms and sunshine. She had been sent to boarding-schools without number. but she never succzcl- ed in staying a. month at any one of them. Mark Sefton was always sent for in urgent basic, and was always met with the words: “We are sorry, sir, but: we cannot kcep the young lady here: she revolu- tic-iiizes the whole school. and incitcs the icsl of the scholars to mischief and re- bellion." Mark was in despair, yet how could he scold her. with those soft. white arms clinging to his neck, and the girl's merry, pealing laughter ringing in his ears. and her mischievous faCe trying to look peni- tcntly up into his? "1 have no trouble whatever with Verne." he declared: “but you. Fidel-e- what in Heaven's name am I to do with y« 11'!" “Take me away from school; I know enough altrudy." she declared. “and let me throw those old stupid books into the sea. I‘d rather read Shakespeare. with such sweet romances as Romeo and Juliet .iu it, or thrilling adventures, like the Arabian Nights. andâ€"” “flush! hush!" cut in Mark, with a shudder. “You should think more of entering a. convent, than hungering after the light pleasures of this world." Ile had remembered suddenly the fatal sentence, that had not occurred to him for long years: “She anus: tieve‘: love, for she must never marry." IIe trmi to speak, but the words riled away or his lips. "A conveii'l. indeed! Ha, ha, ha! This is really too much!" A little hand. while as a. lily leaf. had come down suddenly over his mouth. and a saucy, gay youngr voice ti'llled out slirilly in his car: “Oh! I can't be a nun: I won‘t boa nun; l in too fond of pleasures; I (Oii‘ld never be a nun.” "'l‘hcre‘s no use of talking. Para Set- ton." declared l'lilene. “I shal not go to school any more. I warn you. and promise you. 1 shall run away at the first nmmrtunity. You might as well think of shutting up a skylark in the four walls of a cage as to shut me up in the four walls of a schorl-zooni.” “What will your mother say to bring- ing: you home in disgrace. i'lilciin'i” he said. abiupt‘ly. "Remember this is the i'.\'t~.‘:ilt‘ll1 time; and now you have (-1- bzii‘stcd every boai‘ding'school iii the state." "Itest assured she has been («peeling inc." (leclared I'ldciie. ccmplacently. and as for being in disgrace, that's nrth- in; new. Just think m the old cat order- in; us up to our doriiiitozy at. eight o‘clock, sharp. and every light to be out, and us sung in our beds before the rum quarter hour struck. and on All-Hallow Eve at that. a sleeping potion in niadanie's tea. that at midnight every girl in the s ma on the boat terms “d we interest. We donotuond on notssor mam ci'cpi: out to the moonlit lawn. 031! had a rousing time. so what does it mat.- Successfully Charges o'er Gregory's store, x | l I I “Drug oomor out and the Simpson Hm, Llndssy. granary W. H. GROSS DENTIST. - uunsn: for Good Dentistryâ€"34. - DR SUTTON, DENTIST - urns" Honor grsduste of Toronto University sud Boy- Oollego of Dental Surgeons. All the latest w methods sdopted and prices moderate. Ofico over Anderson 8 N h oteLâ€"ze. “8°11“. Opposite V“ DR. E. A. TOTTEN runsr, â€"-' nuns“ Graduation! Toronto Unlversit ' d Boys! Gong of Dental Surgeons. y_sn Every department of dentistry done in a pmfia and scientific mane: at moderate prices. 08a over Morgan's Drug Stormâ€"17. DR. F. A. WALTERS DENTIST. - llllDSA’ Honor Graduate of Toronto Universityfisndfim College of Dents! Surgeons. All the latest snd improved branches'ot death performed. moderate m DR. NEELANDS DENTIST, . . LINDSAY lxtnctstoeth without pain by Gasman-silk sdmlnlstorodbyhlmforuyesrswtthgrestm He studied the§gss under Dr. Cotton, of New Yak theodginstorofgsslorem'seflngtooth. Dam wrltes Dr. Neelsnds thstho has given the 90" 186,417porsonswithontsnsccident. Dam anesthobest locsl psinobtnnders. Bountiful-I- ncisltoethlnsortodstmoderstoprioos. mung-j. spoutslcsrdbefore coming. Office M30” -23 DR. ARTHUR DAY DENTIST successor to nu: LITE as. usn lumber of Toronto Dental College and M Unlmflty. Also mm or m n“ 0011080. HouHodomDentlsu-ypncflsdintho“ scientific manor. menmdBrldreWornwy. Ohsrgesmodafls. OFFICEâ€"94 lost 8m fihpzicim DR. A. E. VROOMANâ€"omw and residence north-east corner Pool “ Cambridge-m. Telephone 51. 4 DR G. s. RYERSON, so COLLECT-153T" TORONTO EYE, EAR, NOSE AID THROAT snout!!! DR. JEFFERS. Office hours 9to11un.'2to c .m.;7t08 .n. B‘â€" dmmwanngaon’m.proinphm 0.». R. WHITE, GRADUATE 0? of Toronto University Medical M , “v gndusto of Trinity University, Toronto, and gfigogoogoth of Physicians and Surgeons. Ont-hr u out corner Linda and Telephone 107.â€"23-1y. y M M DR. A. GILLESPIE, C.A. A101: 8.0. Ofice and roddnoce Corner of Link, and Russell streets. Licentiate of Boys! 0‘ Physicians and Surgeons, Edinburgh. 06 Midwifery, Edinburgh. Special attention m to gidvgery and diseases of wometholephgino lo- DR. SIMPSON, PHYSICIAN Office and residence. Basel-sh, Linda), sas- ond door west of York-st. 0500 1: ° nu, 9.00 s... s lti.30s.m.;1.30p.m. to3p.m., and? to 8 .13}. DD J. SIMPSON, graduate of Univ. of 01. Toronto Medics] College of Physicians and Sing Out. Late of ROckwood Asylum, Kingston. Trunk Surgeon, Lindsay District.,;_Llndusy, M sry. 4th. 1891. garristzrz, 43cc. ONALD R. ANDE R 5 ON, Barrister, Solicitor. c. Office immodhfidy opposite the Daily Hones, Kent-st... Lindsa . D. B ANDERSON. 5' G H. HOPKINS, Barrister Solicitor for thé Ontario Bonk. Money to Losnat Lowest. Rates. 011109 No. 6 William 860‘ south. G. H. HOPKINS. STEWART O’CONNOR.â€" Barrlatera. Notaries, etc. Money to Lou I. very lowest current rates on best terms. 030st Corner Kent and York-Sta. M y. T. STEWART. L. V. O’CONNOR. BA MOORE JACKSON-"Ban riders, etc. Solicitors for the County 0 Victoris slid the Bank of Kontresl. Honey to” on mortgagee st lowest current rates. Olsoâ€" Wlllism-st., Lindssy. I". D. MOORE. ALEX . JACK” MCLAUGHLIN MCDIARâ€" MID, Barristers, Solicitors, he. Linn" I’m not sorry that. I [fit sud Fenelon Wis. Lindssy omen. Boxers M and Kent-st. We are loaning money on real m M in sums lsrgeisnd small, tosnltborrowsu st the very lowest rot-cl me E. J. McLAUGHLIN F. A. HCDIARIID “91 if I “”1 5”“ home in disgrace for â€"â€"_______â€"-â€"__-=_â€"â€"-__â€"_â€"â€"â€"â€"'â€"â€"â€"== planning it our and carrying it through?” "But. the rules of the institutinn should be respected andâ€"” “l“iddlesticks!" broke in the incorrigi- le. wilful beauty. "\Vlien one has to live by rule it is time to die. Ah. no: give me fneedoniâ€"gayctyâ€"lifez" and she as though she would fain fly away. “What am I to do with this beautiful puzzled bewildeiiirent too great words. _ _ Mrs. Sefton was quite ~as'1‘lsâ€"‘rv‘wzl when Ulriene was sent home in u s: with her now 2‘ Mrs. Chester. in Washington? friend of, the Softens, -. J_ __ (Continued next week) ________â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"-â€"-â€"- cam Laxative Bromo- thatcumneoldln ends, stretched out her beautiful white arms wild bird?” honest Mark thought, in for and bewildered as her husband li. d u, . (‘9‘ from the last school to “illlfill‘thcy c . ...3 possibly send her. \\'hat should be dons All at once her woman’s wit came. to her rescue. “'hy not send both the girls to spend Christmas with her old friend, Mrs. Chester was a senator’s wife; but for all that the lady was a staunch, tru- ~.... gardening PETER BROWN, Auctioneer OnMOw-Fm stock .6 other sales prom nod- erste. Sales can “AN om. THOMAS SWAI 1, 5R, Ano- Ontsrlo. â€" H.- ..monrn to 110m -4% Per Cent. The adasigned' mprepsrcdtolosnm inhrgosmonntsonecod Fannor'l'own petty-14% percent-WWW 8-9 losnsstslightly' inure-sedans. McSWEYN WELDOK This signature is on every bag of the genuine Solicitors, etc” new! Data in,“ I)“ ane mm Lindsay- sl'ln One-e: «as Hon r.-37.