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CHAMBERS is prepared. to furnish .. , ., with ‘0 . sunning oeuntry‘ ll bl e .ndGran # Estimates promptly given on all kind! of cemetery rt etc., Marble hm. rope. Wash rope. Mantle aces. specialty. all should see his 30 matted overhaul. tiling lee fiesiziigzaxid comp" pa“. 9 e Wtigfg'gixs -In the rear of the [met on Cambridge- -C$..'e;t to W iii-$31â€" CHAMBERS THE WATGHMAN-WARDEB: llNDSAV, ONT. _mfll . , â€" ledgeâ€"her Rutledge. .. mpg; . WW By LAURA JEAN LIBBEY Author Of f‘Parted at the Altar," “Lovely Maiden," “ Flora bel’s Lover," 1n ’ " 4 e an my mmpica race, framed in It.» sheen of golden hair, the snow-white blossoms she wore or her breast, and the lovely blue-bells of eyes were swimming .in tears. bhe was trembling so violently h( clasped her little hands still closer an‘ drew her down the rose-bordered path t: the rustic scat beneath the magoulia trce, and seated hcr upon it. 'Iou sent him away, Verlie. “'as 3 because you cared for auv he whispered, clinging firmly to the little white hands struggling like fluttering. birds, to free themselves from his clasp But she did not answer him He could sec a burning flush creep over the girl .3 bcautiful. dimpled face i - strange thrill shot through his was as white as one else?’ but gently that were imprisoned and a . , heart \\ as Heaven to give him the desire of his heart at last? he whispcrcd to unn- Sclf. H“.I.o.ok up into my face and tell me it It is so, dear,” he said, gently, "and that will give me hopc.” Sho attempted to fly pretty, girlish confusion him in ‘ and dismay. She would not look at himâ€"â€"no, that she wculd not for worldsâ€"-for the 'would be sure to road the secret of her love for him in her cycs. "My timid. beautiful Vol-lie!" he cried from , ht bling, the little hands fast. dcspite hcr plcadings that he should release her at out-c, for her guests would miss her. “I shall not rclcuse you until you have auswcrcd my question. dour." he said. his voice thrilling with c-ugcr cxpcctaucy. "Was it because you cared for some one clse-for me?" Only the night winds and the hand- SUIIIG‘. happy lover know her answer; but it must have been satisfactory. for the old, old story was told again, that young bparts always respond to and old hearts remember with me ntorics tenderâ€"tho story of lovc‘s young dxcam. \thn Rutledge purtcd from Vcl‘lie that night he ruiscd her white build to his lips, whispering. tenderly: "llcaven has granted mo the one yearning desire of my life, Ycrlic! You love me! You are to be my bride!” I-low little either of them dreamed what the dark future held in store for them, or .how it; was to cud! Ah! if they had but known. how much misery might have been spared thcm! CHAPTER XVIII. 'I‘IIF. RIVAI. Lovizns. “The dcsire of my heart is granted, \X-rlic." said Rutlcdgc L‘llcstcr. tenderly. "You have promiscd to be my bridc. but tlu-rc is one promise I must cxuct of you. and that is, that you will. from this time forth. discourage the attoution‘s 01 Captain Lansing." "You must not commcncc by being jcu-lous of me." said Vcrlic. with an ir usistibic pout of hcr rosobud lips. “Iâ€" L-ould not cudurc u joulous lchl'.” "I am jealous. my darling. I cannot frankly. “.lml It is the cursc always been with thcm Bu: n-y lit-1p it." he dcclurnd, ousy runs in my blood. of tho (,‘hcstcrs. It has a muttcr of lifc :iud dcuth bittcr and frighten iicrcc. _\'o u, It caused ducls I must nlu l ling." "You must trust mo. Rutlcdge,” re turned Ycrlic, eurncstly. "bccuusc I ::m rude ta llzt l‘c', IlQl. bcti‘othcd to you. I cannot no others. now. can I?" “If you smile upon any one save my self I shall fcc-l like taking you away from him instantly." be said. "I could not bear to scc that kind of thing going on. I should long to take your hand bcforc them all, and say: ‘Shc is mine Flatter, woo, covct as much as you will she is mine; you have not tho least chuucc of winning hcr.‘ I 'huvc a special aVcrs'iou‘ toward Captain Lansing. It you wish to please me, Vcrlic. do not dance with him 'ziguin tonight." "I think I may safcly promise that for he lcft mo in anger, as you came up you know. I am quite sure he has left the villa.” ' "So much the better.” dor-lurcd Rut- ledge; but his satisfaction was prcnm turc, for. raising his cycs, he saw the captain, hurricdly approaching, his face quite as calm as though nothing out of the order of events had transpired. He had fled from the grounds in hot haste; but as -he reached the arched gateway he experienced quite a rcvulsior of feelings. "Why should I leave the field so com plctcly to my foo?" he asked himself fiercely. Still, "faint heart never yet won fair lady.” IIc rcmcmbc'rcd Verlic had promziscd to waltz with him. Why not claim it in spite of all? _ With the impulsive captain. to think was to act. He turned on this heel and sauntercd back into the grounds agim searching eagerly among “the merry chattering throng for Vcrhc. At last he bchcld hor standing under a blossom ' 0 magnolia trcc. . _ mIlc ti‘bwncd azud ’bit his lip angrily upon seeing Rutledge Chcstcr bestde her he glanced at the lovely face atlam with color, and wondered what Rutlcdgd had been saying to her that brought tilt bcautiful blushes to her dmiplcd checks and the brightness to zhcr'bluc cycs. Anf. \ cilic, to hide her contusion, began talk ing hastily to «the young captain. This encourage Captain Ioansmg won dcrful'ly, and his hopes, which had been Consider-ably below zero, commenced tr 'Is - 1 )idl '. ”firth: wig/hes to show me that she pre' fcrs my society to my rival s, be thought, dclightcdly. _ .. Then the sweet mustc of the Blue bells of Scotland” waltz floated on: u tbsil‘Ifiis is our waltz, Miss Sefton,’ cried the captain, eagerly. “It was the remembrance of this waltz which yo: had promised me that brought me back, he said, in a low undertone. \‘erlie gave one timid glance at Rut- Iedgc's face from under her golden! lashes, and saw that it had grown som-i bre, and the eyes that met hers were: gleaming with the jealousy he had pre . asked. renroachfull);;.. . .. _- .,._. d‘icted. She hesitated, and the captalni “ lone,” Etc, Etc. “Have I done anything, verueâ€"Mis: Scftonâ€"to cause you to refuse?" "I have not refused,” she answered “If I make a promise, I am quite will ing to keep it.” Verlie wished with all her heart that she could have declined, just to pleass Rutledge; but as she Iliad no rcasonabk excuse to otfcr, she placed her whits hand on his arm and permitted him to lead her away. She" gave Rutledge a pleading look that said as plainly as eyes can speak: “You see I can-not help it.” But Rutledge turned away, and woulc' not understand that silent message; ant to make matters worse, in his jealousy of his handsome rival he avoided Vex-lit for the next hour. Yet :his gloomy eyc: haunted her wherever she went. “If he is really to be as jealous a: this, what am I to do?" thought Verlie in dismay; Twice she was quite alone, and SM certainly thought Rutledge would seiz< the opportunity of coming to her; bu he did not. She would have given th« world to have gone up to him and said “You need not fear. lutlcdgc, my love I do not care for the captain. I low youâ€"only you, dear. I have loved y01 longer and better than you ever knew from the first moment we met.” It was his place to come to her. Shc could rnot go to hit); Yet, when he passed by where she sat without so much as glancing in he) direction. she could not resist calling out, softly: “Rutledge!” Tl'e turned hastily at the sound of th6 swvct voice, as though hc was astonished to find 1101‘ there so ucur him; but. man- likc, he had intended to turn around and walk straight back to her and take :1 scat by her side if she did not call him when he passed. Ile raised his eyes in appurcut surprise. “Did you speak, asked, stitlly. “l‘cs, Rutlcdge," responded Yerlie shyly. "Hour you come hcl'c'.’ l-l would like to talk to you.” "I thought you prcfcrrcd talking tc Captain Lansing,” hc unswcrcd. "Ton u-rtaiuly sccm to prcfcr dancing with him. 1 fear I may bc dc trop again." ”Ion know that is not thc truth. Rut lcdgc,” shc s: id. “I cared to duncc witl: you, but I had givcn my promisc. I was obliged to keep it, you know. Di not be angry with 115, Rutlcdgc.“ "I Could not help it." he .unsxvcrcd flushing hotly. "You must forgive Die \‘crlic. I hate myself for'bciug such a jealous simpleton. But. ah. I lovc'you so wcll, Ycrlic; and somehow, I am troubled with the harrowing thought that grows into a foreboding. alumst‘ that I may lose you. I shall uchr fccl absolutely surc of you until wc stand :ll the altar together. I have fclt so wrotoh cd this past hour," hc whispcrcd, “I felt like killing mysoll’, or doing somcthin; quite as dcspcratc and reckless. ] could never endurc such an cvcuiu: oi torture again. “Then you know that it pains me to sce you kind to Captain Lun- sing. why will you pcrsit in it, my darl ing?” The lovely blue eyes wcrc ruisml re- ptoacht’ully to Rutlcdgc's flusxhcd, hand some face. Ah! if he only know “'“i'l little causc he had for jCillOUS)‘: 11‘? would ncvcr 1'c:1-1i;'.cbow dearly shc love-c him. 110 was to her what the sun ,3? to the flowcrs, the light of day to 1m earth. \Yith him her life would bc. l‘f‘l" fcct. “’ithout him it would be a pztliu. blank. . . On this eventful cvcuiug a slim 117:1:3'0 wcariug a long dark traveling 0104”“ not face conccalcd by a thick \‘cib had 51"” l Miss Vcrlic '3” he pcd off the southern express that hm steamed into the gay caplt‘fl. It was bcuutiful, hapless L'ldcnc. “I am mud to come here," sho mu: murcd, brokcnly, under hcr brcut‘h. “But I must see him! I must look upon his face again, or die!" ' “It is two yours since that fatal rail wuv accidcut occurred in which he be licvcd I had lost \my misorulrlc life. .Ui would to IIcuvcu- that I had! “While be, my young husband, has been truvcl'ing abroad. seeking in .vuir to look calmly u-pou life without me how has it fared Willh me? . "How I uscd to laugh in madame face at boarding-schrml when she uses to say, ‘lt‘ you are ever called upon t battle with the World, Uldcnc, you cut earn your broad by giving music lcs sons. Ah, child! you are a genius i. usic.”’ mln the darkest .hour of Uldenc‘s flifc those word-s came back to herâ€"when she found hcrsclf alone, f'ricndlcss and pcnnilc-ss. thrown upon her own re sources in a cold, hard, pzitiless world. It. was no easy task securing pupils with all her skill. and many a time Ul- denc was reduced to positive wantâ€"slit had known every luxury, every pleasure In thard Work alone she sought tr drown llhc yearning cry of her soul for Rutledge. Oh, if she could but look upon him just once more, she could its away fo-rcvor, her heart at pcacc. Ito“ often she thought of the pitiful lmo: that sccmod almost to have been writtc; especially for her: “Only to see his face again, full 0: b unity and of grace: One little .praycrâ€"‘tis all I askâ€"only 0 see this face.” When Uldenc picked up the mornim paper one day. and road among the pt‘l‘ sonals the return of Rutledge Chester and that he would spend a few week in “’asihington, she raised her face to the smiling, sunlit heavens, prying ("It “I cannot be so near him without look ing on. his face just ounceâ€"only once Then. I will go quietly away again. :m'c live my lonely life out. My starved 'heart will be satisfied.” She had read that her husband was stopping at \Villard's Hotel, and thither she bent her steps. Just as she we: abreast of the entrance, two gen-demo: hurriedly passed her and entered t coach in waiting. One of them she re maized in that fleeting gums: 38 RM . be it. sobbing She did not cry out or utter any moan but her joy was so great at beholdin: bun that it made her faint and dizzvh ' ‘To the Renwick I'ill-a. A Avenue .\llmbcr M." she !h(‘.‘ll‘ll lhim sav. ~\h v0"! sl ‘ ‘ . . , ,., . 10 Imncmbcrcd the ~‘- WM]. pl.1.. Mic stood quite motionless. gazin' with roar~blindcd eyes after the rapid disappearing Coach. Poor Iildone' ‘ \ pitiful love for him. she could have kuc-l down and kiss-0d the cold pavement ovc‘ which his dear fcct had passed. ‘ in he CHAPTER XXIX. “ “BE MY BRIDE, \‘ERI.IE." It was quite two miles to Ronw’il‘ Villa. I'ldcue kncw the road woll. S‘s. would have no conveyance and under took the jourucy on foot. “She would follow lutlcdge there.’ She told herself, “creep into the ground of the villa unobserved, and watch bill: through the window." She could not withstand the tempta tion. llow brightly the moon shone dowr upon the earth. bathing the trees. the flowers, and the white, winding road in its silvcry l'ght. How the golden. stars glowed in the blue sky. The birds had folded thci-r wings nm‘ sought tbc'ir nests among the leafy \ .. W ‘ I A. mum'lws, the llowcrs lmd foldcd llllt (low-drops closo to thcir hearts will" their I‘uldm' pctuls, and were, rockcc 10 flccp by the goutle night win-(ls. lecuc pusscd slowly along the wcl rmncmborcd road. tc.:rs falling like r..§n from her dark cycs. All! how often she had cuutorcd ovcr the same road, riding by Rutledge Chcstcr‘s side. How gnv and roseatc the world Mid looked to her then! Could she be the some creature. changed so completely? The beautiful bride. _U.ldcne, whom every one potted. worshipped and spoiled, and who was fairly idolized for her beauty and pretty, wilful ways? Now dead to the world~~ a living lieâ€"flying like one accurscd from him whom she loved bettcr than life itself, lcst the family doom should fall upon him whom she loved so well. At last an abrupt curve in the road brought her in sight of the villa. and then she saw by the brilliantly illumin- ated grounds, the merry throngs, and the music, that :a lawn fete was in pro- grcss, which would, no doubt, cud in a grand bull. Rutledge had come to the lawn fctc. It hurt her heart in little the timught that he Could mingle in gay festivitits while he believed hcr lying cold in (loath in the lonely graveyard. No doubt bc come there to drown his sad thoughts for a brief hour. Ah, ycs.’ that must No one saw the white. wistful face pccring in through the Scroll-work of thc lull iron fence. L'ldcnc was not near enough to dis.- liguish many of the faces. A great longing came to- her to enter the grounds. She rcmcmbcred thcrc was a small wicket in the rear of the house; toward this she made her way. cntcrcd tic grounds, and stole up the lilac walk to tho rustic bout-b. quite hiddcu by the drooping branches and the dense sha- dows. Iicre she could have a full view of the grounds and the merry rcvclcrs. She knew it was hazardous. daring to ven- ture here, lest some one should see hor and I'm-ognizc how but her intcnsc long- ing to sec Rutledge. remaining the while unsccu hcrsclt’. had overcome prudence. A momcut lutcr and the fall of :1 light footstcp. that. sccmcd strangely familiar to her. soundcd on her curs. “Am I mad. or do 1 dream?" she I‘l‘t'lI“ murcd. aghast. "It isâ€"\'crlic! \i'imt‘ can she be doing here? I did not know she knew Mrs. chwick!" Ilow calm and placid Verlie's sweet face, crowned in its sheen of golden hair. lookcd in the white bright moon light. "Life would have been so differfnt with both of us of 1 had not chcutcd bur out of her lover." thought Lillie-tic. with 21 Sub. Still she know ‘Vcrlie loved her so dearly she would have given her lover up to her, even at the cost of brcaking her own heart. Ah, ycs! Ul- dcuc know that well. She knew, too, how Verlic must have grieved over her supposcd dcuth, ref-'15- ing to bc comforted. A grout longing swept over her lone- ly. yearning heart to crccp after Vol-lie. to fall on her knees before her, cling to the little white hands. and Bob out to Vcrlie all her pitiful storyvsurvly the ’ saddest that was over lockcd in a young girl's breast. Oh. how Verlie \vould gather her in her arms and wccp ovcr licr as shc told her pitcous story! She would rcadily :tgrcc with hcr that. Rutledge must be» 1 cvc hvr dcud, although it. was cruel, oh, so crucl, to break two hearts by keeping thcm asunder. I’oor, hapless L'ldcncâ€"always a crea- ture of impulseâ€"stole after Ycrlic as she passed the flower-beds, the lilac and magnolia walks. Both [had crossed the stat-lighted park, and were nearing the shadows of the trees but a few feet . apart. “Ycrlic!” culled I’ldcne, softly. But Vorlic did not hear the low voice, so engrossed was she in her own tum il- ous thoughts. L'ldcnc was silent for a moment. A bird flow from its nest in the nearest trcc; :1 rabbit rustlcd in the brushwood; the wind stirred some fallen lcuvcs; the sound of the dance music in the distance died away in a low wail. “Vcrlic!” she called again, more softly than before. The girl paused wonder. ‘ “It. must be only fancy,’ she murmur- e. half aloud. “On this night, of all nights. the memory of Uldcnc haunts me. Even the winds sighinug among the trccs seem to whisper to me with 'UI‘ dene's voice. Heaven grant it that it is no sin to love him. even though he be- longed to Uldenc first.” Before L'ldcne could speak again. an- other stcp came swiftly down the gravel- ed walk. “'ith :1 quick motion Uldcne drew back among the dense shadows of the trees until he should pass. Ah, Heavens! it was Rutledge Chester: lie was almost abreast of her now. She never knew how she restrained the mad impulse to cry out to him: "Rutledge! Rutledge! weep for me no more. Mourn for me no longer, my love! "’ in startled, solemn ! I am here. Uh, how her soul went out to him! He had brushed the drooping branches of the trccs carelessly aside with his hand as he passed them. He would never know of the lonely figure that stood under them, passionately kissing the green leaves his hand {had touched. She saw him join Verlie. but instead or pasmng on with a not! a‘n-d'a, smile, or SolllC guy word, he quietly drew the little white hand within his arm, ox- clasming in a glad voice: ' "llcre you are, \‘crlie. darling. I have been searching everywhere for vo I. I am sure you ran away to avoid the.” . The girl crouching behind the flower- ing shrubs, which separated her from these two, listened in wonder. His . voice had never sounded like that when he addressed hcr. There was an underâ€" current in it that puzzled her. She saw Yerlie's fair, sweet face flush hotly .m the bright white moonlight. the looked up at Rutledge with a smile, diawmg in girlish, bashful confusion away from his outstretched arms, on swermg. confuse ly: “I did not: ‘know that you were searchâ€" ing for meâ€"that you wanted me, But- ledge." llis reply was like the shock of doom lo the beautiful, hapless creature listen- ing to them both so intently. “Ion did not know that I wanted you! Oh, \erlie, what nonsense! Is there a moment an my life that I do not want you. my darling?" ' These were the words that broke a. human heart! Clearly, through the solemn stillness of the summer night, the words fell from Rutledge Chester’s lips upon the hcart of the beautiful, solitary figurc crouched among the flowcring shrubs. Rutledge believed himself quite alone with \ crlic; she could speak his thoughts irccly now. “You avoid me purposely, Vcrlie. that Ivmtay not tell you what is in my heart. lou .must have read what I wanted to say in my eyes, you cruel dear.” “Oh, Rutledge!" breathed Yeriie. shuddering, “Iâ€"Iâ€"can'not bear to hcnr any more to-night. It almost seems as thoughv the spirit of L'ldene comes bc- tween us. I almost think I ought not to listen to you. You belonged to her livingâ€"«it almost; seems that you belong to her even though she is dead.” “Verne.” he answered, gravely, “I agree with you. I belonged to Uldene while she lived, but the love of mortals blends into tender, devoted memory when oncortrhe other. whom God joined together in holy wedlock, dies. Heaven knows I did my duty, rm; whole duty. by my beautiful Uldcne. I gave her every thought of my heartâ€"my whole love. I have worn my life out in griev- ing ovcr her untimely fate. Now, be- cause lIcavcu has scnt a balm to my sorely woundcd thcart, do not sock lo hurl it back into bittcr dcsp-air all-“ain- It is our duty to forget a dark, sorrowful past, and try to live in the brightness ofâ€"a future. I shall always love and reverence the memory of L‘ldcnc; but, because of that, do not I implore .YUU withhbld your love from me, Vorlic; it would be unjust." “Am I mad, or do I dream?" sobbcd the wretched girl who watched those two, who were so utterly oblivious of her presence. \Yhat Yerlic's answer was she never kucw. She saw Rutledge clasp the little whitc hands he llicld fondlyâ€"bend his hrndsomc head over them, and raise lhl-lll to this lips tenderly. “Rcmemibcr, Veriic," lutlcdge went on. pitilcssly. “I have told you the exact truth as to how I happened to wed U1; (loneâ€"not but what I loved her well at'tcr she became my brideâ€"but 3'0“, Vcrlic. wore my first as well as my lost love; but for that strunge death- bcd prayer, it is you whom I should have ask‘éd t0 bccome my bride.” The words fell like drops Olf molten Ira upon the breaking heart so near them. The swaying‘figure had sunk down among the sharp thorns and brambles. but she did not even feel the pain of thom. The earth and sky svemcd to meet above her: the leaves of the trccs sccmcd to moan in the night-Wind: the \lllOOll hid her sorrowful face in the white clouds. If the band of God had stricken beautiful. hapless L’lden‘e dead, the white face, upturncd to the night; skies, could not have been whiter. CHAPTER XXX. "I WOULD FIND REST IN THE DARK WATERS," SHE MURMURED. L'ldene crouched motionless among the swaying roses, like one turn- cd to stone, looking and listening. In that moment the great, yearning love in her Ihcart was slain; no words could pi(llll'e such grief as hers. It would have bcon a thousand times more merci- ful if llcavcn, in its infiin‘ite mercy, had let her die that night in the awful col- l.sion, then let her live to face this. The moon in all its rounds, looking down in its pure white light upon sin, suffering. pain and all human woes, ucvcr looked upon a sadder sight. "In my though-ts I go over the past time and time again," continued Rut- lodge Chester, slowly. “In the moment you and Uldcne stood before me. my heart went out to you. Beautiful as Ijidcne was. she was not the mate my heart craved. Imagine my intense sun prise, Ycrlic, upon making the discovery, in an unexpected manner, that Uldene loved me. I was amazcd, bewildered at the worshipfuil love a human heart h'ud lavished upon one who had not sought it. “I was intenscly sorry for Uldenc,” he went on. huskily, “and through pity that marriage was consummated. In the hand where the heart could never go. "Since lIcavcn has scvcrcd the bonds that united me to Uldenc, and I have again met you, I have begun to realize that the sweet possibilities of life are not yet over for me. The happiest hour 01' my life will be the moment in which I call you mine, Vcrlic, darling.” They passed on, arm in arm. through the lilac grove, over the moonlit lawn, making a tour of the circular path. They must not find Uldcne when they reached that spot again. Like a hunted hare. Uldene sprang I( her feet, hurrying through the pleasure grounds, through the arbor, and into the heart of the grove that lay beyond. No human lemg was near; but the birds were soon startled by the passion- ate cries of a broken heart; cries that fell f-rce'ly and clearly on the soft. sweet air, and seemed to pierce the heavens; bitter, passionate cries that took wibh them the burden of a most unhappy scul. After a time they died awayâ€"the moans and sobs ended. The girl lay among the crushed golden- rods, with wide-open, horrorstricten eyes, looking the future full in the face. “01h, broken dream of lovclâ€"oh, dark future. without one gleam of light!â€" hew was it. to (and? . (Continued next. week) after days I saw the folly of giving the I; there 3 @mtistrp W. H. GROSS DENTIST, - All the latest and Improv“ bl’lnflt - Succeufuny performed. Ohu'geg moderate,“ n I“: so courier-231:. TORONTO EYE, EAR, N08E AND THROAT SPECIAUSI DR. JEFFERS. Office hours 9to11n.m.‘2to4. - Rd. deuce so Wellington, meet. prfiépiiotgesridfia R. WHITE, GRADUATE OF of Toronto University Medical Fee 1 graduate at Trinity University, Toronto, mu 3b}: of College of Physicians and Surgeons. Ontario. Oflice South-east corner Linda; and R TelephOne 1°7-â€"23-1y. y - usell attach, R. SIMPSON, PHYSICIAN Office and residence, Russel-st, Lindsey, sec- ond door west of York-at. omee 11 ° are, 9.00 sun. t l0.30 a.m.; 1.30 p.m. to 3 p.m., and 7 to 8 .111. D8 J. SIMPSON, graduate of Univ. of Trihity 001.. Toronto Medical College of Physicians and Surgeons. Ont. Late of Rockwood Asy Grand l‘runk Surgeon, Llndsar District.” Linden; ' tutâ€"y. 4th. 1891. ) 5” rem-u. gladisttrs, 6m. *â€" Dâ€"ONALD R. ANDERSON, Barrister, Solicitor, o. Ofi.ce Immediately opposite the Daly Houee, Kent-st. Lindse . an DEBSON. ’ y B‘ B G. H. HOPKINS, Barrister. Solicitor for the Ontario Bank. Money to Loan at Lowest Rates. wee No. 6 William Sheet south. G. H. HOPKINS. TEWART O’CONNOR.â€" Earristers. Notaries. etc. Money to Lean at ven- lowest current rates on best terms. Ofloes Corner Kent and York-eta, Lindsey. T. STEWART. L. V. O'CONNOR, RA MOORE JACKSON-33- risters, eto. Solicitors for the County 0 Victoria and the Bank of Montreal. Honey to but on no at lowest current rates. 06o:â€" W11 Ham-8L, Lindsay. F. D. [GORE MCLAUGHLIN MCDIAR- MID, Barristers. Solicitors, to. MW and Fenelon Falls. Unduy once, Baker‘s Bloch may on red M II. ALEX. J ACKSCS mortgage in enm- large ,. in the beat terms and at the very 5 interest. We do notlIend on no’eeor chattel security R. J. McLAUGHLm F. A. UeDIABKID auctioneers PETER BROWN, Auctioneer Onkwood P.0., (interimâ€"M stock and \ther sales prom y attended to. Charges redo arranged for “THE VANE- MONEY TO LOAN. The undersigned are prepared to loan money m Farm, Town and good Village Property. at "he very lowest rates of interest, private or company funds. McSWEYN a WELDON SolicitorS, c , Ontario Bank Building, Kent and William streets, Lindsay In Omemee every Monday. 0“. Money to Loan A large amount of private funds to ion. l 04 and 5 per cent. . . WM. STEERS, Solicitor. .. \mninion Bank Building, warm 5mg. ‘ 'â€"z4-xyr. Undsey.