1 M31" to a, dark brown. The features were strong, stern and prominent, yet you could see ‘at a. glance that the face h;«.d'once been a. handsome one. Now, however, thin, haggard and flesh- less, with the high, prominent cheek- boneS; the gloomy, overhanging brows, the stern, set, unyielding mouth: the rigid, corrugated brow; the ï¬erce, devouring maniac, black eyustâ€"it looked positively hideous. Such eyeslâ€"such burning, blazing orLs of ï¬re, never were seen in hum- an head before! They glowed like two live coals in a bleached skull. There Was utter misery, there was deSpair unspeakable, mingled with ï¬erce determination, in those lurid, flaming eyes. And that. dark, stern, terriï¬c face was- stamped with the unmistakable impress of a. 'chDised. degraded race. The woman was a gipsy. It needed not her peculiar .drzwss the costume of her tribe, to tell this, though that Was signiï¬cant enough. Her thick, coarse, jetâ€"black hair, streaked with threads of gray, Was pushed impatiently of! her face; and her only head covering was a handkerchief of crimson and black silk, knotted under her chin. A cloak, of coarse, red, woolen stun- "COVered her shoulders, and a dress of the same materials, but in ' color blue, reached hardly to her ankles. The brilliant head-dress, and unique, ï¬ery costume, suited well the dark. ï¬erce, passionate face of the wearer. , For an instant she paused, as if to let the carriage pass; then, as if -even the delay of an instant was maddening, she started wildly up, and keeping her hungry, devouring :gaze ï¬xed on the vision of the still unseen city, she sped on more rapid- .ly than before. The vehicle that the gipsy ' had twrd approaching was a light. wagon ï¬raWn by two swift horses. It had 1W0 seats capable of holding (our Persons, though the front seat alone Was now occupied. The ï¬rst of these (for his age Shims the precedence) Was a Ihort, Stout, burly, thickâ€"set little man. buttoned up in a. huge greatâ€"coat. Inï¬ering under a severe eruption 0‘ apes and pockets. An immense fur 989. that, by its antediluvian looks. might have been worn by Noah! grandfather, adorned his head. and 3.38 pulled so far down on his face that nothing was visible but a round. mpectableâ€"lookjng bottle-nose, and a. Pair of small, twinkling gray eyeli-~ This individual, who Was also the driver, rejoiced in the cognomen of Mr. Bill Harkins and made . it his business to take belated wayfaxers to London (either by land or water) “hm arriving too late for the 1’98“? I?" conveyances. 0n the pruent ocea- 31011 his sole freight consisted of .3 Mug gentleman with a brilliant- “ “ed Carpet bag. glowing with straw- x 23132-61! roses arid dark mu Ink- $3 E CHAPTER 1.. .3“ rhead, the storm-clouds were ing wildly across the sky, until mm», was one dense pall of im- rable gloom. A chill, penetrat- Lin was falling, and the wind sweeping in long, fltful gusts-â€" na'lv cold; for it was a night. in doo: CHAPTER II. WATCHMANâ€" «mm. pncmmmg mu. 1m A citizen of Trenton, Ont†who suffered agony with his back and kidneys, tells of.his rapid and complete restoration to health by the use of Dr._Pitcher’s Backache Kidney Tablets. BACK PAINED ' SO... BAD COULDN’T TURN IN BED. utuï¬ighï¬sâ€"ï¬uzkueï¬eï¬kâ€"iduey Tablets could so guicï¬ly cure a case so severe as that. of Mr. Douglas is a spice id tribute to _ their mpidacting, thorough-going curative qualities. MRCDOUGLAS‘TELLS HIS STORY. ‘ “I had been a very healthy man until a few months ego. ‘ ""-' whenlwastakenwithuverysevere ' mthesmnlloftho back. Aslhndaslightoold,lattributmdthepsinto mdoommenceduning liniments, which I found gave me no relief. â€" - - - .. 17 u ,1) - llL._L-_ “Aim-n “kn ht. nfll‘ .4 ‘ F j, " l MRS. DOUGLAS CONFIRMS IT. - w‘v‘l liave been troubled foursome time with sick headache. wear m won me.- lugs, and generally run down. I ha used the Tablets only for a short time, but foelsovery umbh better already that you may be monsoon as I have takenanother bottle or two of the Tablets, you will hear from me. “I tell all my friends that Dr. Pitcher’e We Kidney Tablets have done splendidly for us, and both Mr. Do be and myself have no hesitation in allowing you to use our names in endorsation such a. reliable remedy.†(Signed) Mas. Taco. Doom the employ of the Gillman Co. “He is a hard-working and 1 endorsing the statement he gives , _ - __ n AAAAA L1 rising from a background resembling London smoke. The young gentleman was a. very respectable young gentleâ€" man indeed. He was exceedingly tall and thin, with legs like a. couple of pipe stems, and a neck so long and slender that reminded you of a gas:- der’s, and made you tremble for the safety of the head balanced on such a. frail support. His hair and com. plexion were both of that indeï¬nite color known to the initiated as "whity brownâ€â€"the latter being profoundly sprinkled with large, yel- low freckles, and the former as straight and sleek as bear’s grease could make it. He might have been eighteen years old. as far as years went; but his worldly wisdom was by no means equal ’to his years. 7â€"~â€" A k'nfl."' WV ounluvl v. vuv u_â€"'â€"â€".â€"~ ‘ , , “ He is a hardworking and W citizen, an endorsing the stamement he gives of his cm by Dr. Tablets, as it. was from my store the Tablets were punch: tion he was in prior to taking them, and that he '3 now, on working hard every day without any trace of his fauna-(t; 0 Dr. Pitcher’s Backache Kidney Tablets m 50¢. a I druggists or by mail. The Dr. Zim Pitcher Co.,_Toronto, "uï¬y jingo! that. 'ere said Mr. Harkins- Kill“ All; . M,...-- “Yes, it. does blow. but I don’t mind itâ€"I'm very much obliged to you,†said the pale young man. hold- ing his carpet-bag in his arm, as if it were a. baby. ' “Mr. Toosypegs." interrupted Mr. Harkins, with a sudden burst of fee!- ing, “give us yer hand; yer a trump. You’re one o’ the right sort; oughter be :1. lord, by jingo! Get up, hold lazy bones,†said Mr. Harkina. touching the near.whecler daiatily with his whip. Av v‘\.v ‘- â€".... “Who said you did?" growled Bill Harkins. “You’ll be safe in Lunnoa in half an ’our, while I'll be a driv- in’ back through this 'ere win’ and rain. If you don’t mind it, I does. Mr. Toosypegs.†7 crownsâ€"" “Mr. Hal-kins, it’s very good of you to say so, and I’m very much obliged to you, I’m sure,†said Mr. Toosypegs, gratefully; “but, at the same time, if you'll please to recol- lect that I’m a American, and con- sequently couldn't be a lord. It’s real kind of you to wish it, though, and I’m much obliged to you," added Mr. 'l‘oosypegs, with emotion. â€Hamerica must. be a. bod sorter place," said Mr. Harkins, reflective- ly. I’ve heern tell that your kingâ€"" “He isn’t a. king, he's only the President," broke in Mr. Toosypegs. with energy. A - -- II 2;! IC- "-‘JMâ€"x-r'ï¬irï¬ns." said Mr. Toosy- pegs, “I’m very sorry to put you to so much trouble, but if two extra. ‘I J \rll v.- ..w - “Well, President then," said Mr. Harkins, adopting the amendment with a. look of disgust, “I've heern they call him ‘mister,’ jest like hany bother man." “So they do; and he glories in the triumphant titleâ€"" said Mr. Toosy- pegs, enthusiastically, while he re- peated the sentence he had read out of a. late novel: “ ‘It is a title for Which emperors might lay down their sceptrwâ€"for which potentutes might dot! the royal purpleâ€"for which the great ones of the earth mightâ€"a. â€" might.’ †Mr. Toosypegs patina. knit his brows, having evidently lost his cue. â€5w vâ€"vâ€" “Kick the bucket!" suggested Barking. “I'm very much obliged to you; but that Wasn’t exactly the word," said Mr. Toosypegs, politely. †‘Might'â€"â€"oh, .yes!-â€"‘might resign name and fame. and dwell under the shadow of the American eagle. whose glorious wings extend to the four quarters of the earth, and before whose soul piercing eye the nations of the world must blush forever-more? " And Mr. Toosypegs, carried away by national enthusiasm, gave his arm-such a. flourish that it came in contact with the head of Mr. Har- kins, and set more stars dancing be- fore his eyes than there would have been had the night been ever so ï¬ne. UCCLI. lulu. unc “‘5"V "V-.. V.-- -v The outraged Mr. Harkins indig- nantly sprang round, and collared Mr. Toosypegs, whose complexion had turned from whity-brown to gray, with terror, and whoseruteeth chattel-ea with mingled "grime {and fcar’. ‘ ‘You himpertanent wagabon ! ' ' shouted Mr. Harkins), "to go for to strike a. hunnofendmg man like that. Blessed! if I hain’t a. good mind to chuck yer ’ead fust hunt the wagâ€" "I (Signed) Mas. Tam. I] SO DOES MR. SHURIE. DRUGGST. acqgainted with‘l‘hoa. Doughsofthistomvhoiaa my store the Inmew were yumâ€, m... - ....-.. .. - -_ Lking them, and that. he is now, to the best of my knéwledéo. without. any trace of his foam tumble.†blast!" gwn 6.... â€Mr. Hawâ€"Harâ€"Harkins," stam- mered the half strangled advocate of the “American eagle." "I didn't. mean to do it. I’m very much oblig- ed to you! I do assure you, Mr. Hat'- kins, I hadn't. the faintest idea. of hitting you; and if moneyâ€"" “How much?" demanded Mr. Har- kins ï¬ercely. looking bayonet: at his trembling victim. "Mr. Hat-kins it ï¬ve or even ten dollarsâ€" ..499 A- ‘ ‘Which it mantiul the Harkinï¬ . bum-1.. hou'w I’ig' over the? 3ot.'.'" kins'. "Then: ï¬nest “Well, anyhow, you won many 'otcls to beat that 'ere. o’ ’commodaiion â€" but. I to] that hafore." “Where in it located?" asked Toosypegs. ‘ "“ - , A _._I.... J'Mr. Toosypegs Wasn't sure. 1 very likely he had. but, owing bad memory, he had forgotten. uv' K'DW~ “St. Gila-’5. You know where that is, in conneâ€"heverybody does. The nicest 'otel in Lunnonâ€"best 0' 'com- modations. But I told you that ha.- fore. My hold frien' Bruisin Bill keeps it. You’ll like it, I know." “Yes. Mr. Hal-king. I dare say I will. I'm very much obliged to you.†will. I'm very much obligeu to you. said Mr. Toosypegs, in a, somewhat dubiouc tone. “That "ere man's the greatest. cove a. goln’." said Mr. Hakim. getting enthusiastic. “Been married ten times if he’s been married once. One wife died; one Jeft his breadâ€"board. and run hot! with a. hotï¬cer dragoou; one was lagged for stealin’ wipes, an he’s got three livin' at this present writin’. Great. fellar is Bob.†"I hawn’t the slightest .doubt o! it, Mr. Harkins," said the proprietor of the freckles, politely; “and 1 antiâ€" cipate a great. deal of pleasure in 3's: the Blue Pig, one of the hotels in Lumon, with the ' ’commodations for man and Yuu‘w been! 0' the ‘Bluc '_,A :d I have no hesitation in Pitcher-’3 Bnckache Kidney med. and I know the copdi- how many pound ." de somewhat. molliï¬ed Mr. said Mr. Har- I told you won't ï¬nd ' Toosypigs. poiï¬unc. In In†prise. to thtfom of the ï¬lly: she dared! Iwiftly 1."! {tom cottage. - ' “Won. what 0 that? Some tamp- er u goin' to Manon." “id ‘5 Harman, grumy. A wâ€".â€"-. 9' â€"â€"a . “But; Mr. Hawkins. a walnut out in such a atom at this‘ hour of the night. Why. it ain't right." aid Hr. Toosypcga, tting excited. Mr. Hat ns picked up. his hot. turned. down the collar of his mt. faced abruptly round. and looked Mr. Team straight in the eyes. “Do call to her to get in. Mr. Hurâ€" kins. There’s plenty of†room (or her on the back seat," said Mr. Tooxy- pegs, unhceding Mr. Harkine' eo- toun'ded look in his philanthropy. "A woman traveling on foot in such a storm! Why, it ain't right!" ro- pcated Hr. Toosym‘. getting still more excited. “.Mr Toosypegs. Hornet-icons don't never be a. little bout their mind. do they?" said Mr. Hakim, blandly. "Hot. Khan. Hr. Hal-kins, I'm very much obliged to you." said Mr. Too- sypegn, with his customary polite "Because it they did, you know.†said 11:, Han-kins, in the same blund tone. “I should any you wasn't quit. right. yourself. you know!" “Goo'd gracious! Mr. Hakim. whu do you mean?†uclaimed Hr. Too-y- nezs. “You 'don't think I'm m. w Jvâ€"- ‘1 Ir. Toosypogs, I don't like to be pot-sons]; so I'll only say it's my private opinion you're g brick!" said Mr. â€Hm-kins mildly. "I thought you was quite sensible a little vile ago. when you (in me them two poun'." “I'm very much obllgod to you {or your good opinion," said Mr. Toosy- pegs, blushing. “And if you'll only call to that. woman to get. in the wagon. I'll be still more so." "And have your pocko picked?" said Mr. Hawkins sharply. “I shan't do no such thing." "Mr. Harkins!" said Mr. Toosy- mu- warmly. “she's ; womanâ€"ain't. she?" ' “Well, wot it she be?" said llr. Has-kins. sullcnly. - u: .- lMâ€"- __ _____ "Why, that. no woman should be Walking at this hour when men are riding; more particularly when there is a. back seat with nobody in it. Why. it ain‘t right." said Mr. Toosy- N‘" "Well. I don’t. m!" said Mr. Har- kins. “Do you s'pose I have nothing to do but buy waggins to kcrry sick lumLcr as that. 'cre. Likely as not 5119': nothin’ but a. zipsy. or some- thing as bad. This ’ere Waggin ain’t goin' to be per-lubed with no sick trash." u I.â€- “Mr. Harkins," said Mr. Toosy- pegs, briskly, “what will you take and bring her to _Lond<_m?" “Hey! ‘A tool and his money-â€" hum! What'll you giv’?†"There's g crown.†“Done!" said Mr. Bax-kins. closing his digits on the coin! "Hello. you, woman!" he shouted. raising his voice. The gipsy, who. though but]. yard or so ahead. was indistinguish- nhle in the darkness. sped on with- out paying the slightest attention to his call. “Hallo, there! Hallo!" again called Mr. Hakim, while Mr. 'i‘oosypegs followed with: “Stop a moment. it you please. madam." ' D A..- uvu " The dark, stern face. with its ï¬erce, black eyes and wildly streaming hair, was turned, and a hard. deep voice asked What. he wanted. “A gipsy! I knew it!" muttered Mr. Hawkins. shrinking tron her glances. “Ugh! What a face!†Thu aloud: “Get in. ma'am, and I'll take ye to town." “Go play your jokes on some one else." said the woman. curtly wruâ€" ing away. ~ - -- . I,I_. ‘qu Ohm n' ".5 3...... “I ain't a. jokln'. Nioe time 0 night this to stop and play jokesâ€"â€" oin’t it?" said Mr. Harkins. "This ’ere young man, which is 1; Humor!â€" can from the New Kuighted States. ‘has paid yer (are to Lunnon. So jump in. and don't keep me waitiu'." “Is what he says true?" said the dark woman, turning the sharp light 0‘ her stillettoâ€"like can! on Mr- Tom Backachc may strike you at any time. Comes when you last ex- pect it. Comes as a warning from the kidneys A â€â€˜40. {M 8 II“. we The Kid-018‘“... It al. DOAN’S KIDNEY PILLS. There is not a Kidney Trouble, from Backxhc to Bright’s Discase that Doan’s Kidney Pills will not relieve promptly and cure more quickly than any other kidney remedy. ’ ‘ me. pal-box «'8 for 81.25. All dad!!! or Tan Dun Emu! Yul-00.. Tatum. A WARNING To 3.4chan .surrznms. , warmly. 9" "J "m" it “Yes. m'un. I'm hm *0 ‘7 Is," an Ir. Too-arm “Mb" I†to Hand you In?†an his cast: but Dobbin at that mo- ment. gave the 'sgon u malicious jerk. end dumped our petriotic Am- erican bask in his seat. Baton: he could recoyer his breath. the gipsy had entered the Wagon unassisted. "I know that. tramper." said Mr. Usrkins to Mr. Toosypegs. "It’s the gipsy queen. Ketura. from thholm: most wonderful woman that ever was, 'eept. Deborah, the woman the Bible tells about, you know. Heard a. minister take her {or his tex' once. Our cow’s name's Deborah. too." said Mr. Bax-kins. absently. â€And she’s a gipsy queen? Lord bless us!" exclaimed Hr. Toosypegi. turning round in some alarm. “Does she tell lot-tuna?" _ "Yes; but. you'd better not ask her to-night. Her son's in prison for robbin' the plate of the Hearl De Conroy. He's goin' 011 with a. lot of bothers airly toâ€"mm'row mornin'. Now, don't go exclaimin' that way," said Mr. Hat-kins. as he gave his companion a dig in the side. "Poor thing!" said Mr. 'I‘oosv- peas. “Why it's really too bad; ‘it “Surved him right. it's my opin- ion," said Mr. Hakim. “Wot busi- nm had he to go for to rob Hear! De Courcy? His mother sot him up for a. gmelmn, and m wot's Come ho! it. She. a hold gipsy queen. goin' and sendin' her son to Eaton. and mkin' believe he was eomedlin' above the common. And now see Wot her ï¬ne genolmen's come to. Wonder wot. she'll think of herself. w'en she sees him takin' a sea voyage for the good 0! his 'ealth at. the 'spcnse o' the Government to-morrow?†"Poor thing! poor think!" said Mr. Toosypegs. - o-.. 9) ’roimy u.’ a- "v, ._--v, “Poor hold thing. hindeed!" said Mr. Hukins. contemptuously. “Sax-v- e-d 'im right. I say ag'n. That. 'ere son 0' hen: wns the most stuck bup chap I ever clapt my heya on. Ba!- ter he left Heton, 1 seed 'im, one day. in tho streets. hand guess who with? W'y, with nobody 1m than young Lord Williers, honly son of the Haul De Courcy, as he has gone and robbed. There's hingrutiâ€" tude for you! I didn't. know 'im then. but I 'cognized him hatter-ward in the court room hat. 'is trial." "How could he aflord to go to Etonâ€"he. a. sipsy?" said Mr. Toosyâ€" “Dunno! Hold woman sent 'im. I s‘pomâ€"‘owevet she got the mom. He was a ï¬ne looking fellow. too. I say. thOugh myths tamuy but 'andsome as Lord Williers himself. Hold Ketun. was 'nndsome once. too, though you mightn’t, think it now. Time changes folks." said Mr. Harkins. in a moralizing tone. “What. made him steal, it his mo- ther was so rich?" said Mr. 'l‘ooSIv" "What. m the: was so "His mother Wasn't rich no more'n I be. 'Spoae she made enough telliu’ fortunes. poachin', and stealin' to pay (or 'im at school, hand than when be ground hup. and his cash gave out, he took hand stole the hearl’s phte. He denied it hull hat 'is trial; but. then, they hall do that. "Nu no go, though; hand hover the water he goes toâ€"morrow." “Poor fellow! I'm sorry for him â€"â€" I really am," said Mr. Tooseypegi. in a tone of real sincerity. llr. Barking burst out into a, grufl laugh. “Well. hit this ain't good! Wot tool- lolks is! Sorry for a cove yer never saw! Wonder hi! hall Hamâ€" ericans in as green as you_be?" After this sentence Mr. Hui-kins re- lapmd into silence and the collar of his great-coat, and began whistling “The DeVil Among the Tailors," in a voice mas. frog with the influenza. I‘ll-- But she sprang out unassisted, and without one word or look of (banks, turned and ï¬tted away in the chill night-wind; _ -- .n‘ A __A--I4I L‘-" "Thea-o1} mowed-that woum be all the thanks ye'd get.†said Mr. Har- kins. “Hod she goes. and you'll nev- erseoherngaln." H “Well, that don't matter any. I didn't. want thanks, I'm sure. Good- bye. llr. But-kins. Give my respects to Mrs. Hawkins." “Good-night. hol'd mm," said Mr. Hawkins. “You're a. brick! Bow I'd like to come laacross one like you hem night. Go right to Bob's. sign 3‘ (h; 'Biiae Pig.’ St. Giles's, beat 0 'eommodnflon. tor m and. beast Ihere Is Better 1017 00013114†05’ Solid Silver Me 833p. Bringdong your Watch and .eweflery ‘5‘. W‘querof luring boon-e- :\ 31 L‘ilu- to [mohase anything in the Jewellry line than at 0. Hnghans. We are showing an elegant line of Brooch- es and Gem Rings which you should see. Prices away down. We will alao cell a. limited number of W Gold Filled Waltham Watch for the exceedingly . H ughan. “You're very good, Mr. w ['11 certainly an Mr. Bob so via. I see him." “it! Mr. Toosypegl. V“ a never. twingc of conscieaco at “U deception he Ielt himself to b0 u: Tell Bob I sent you: tail and see yo in a. low daylj' «ma I'll bc very chi! m whenever you can." Whiio the solitary wa‘og u†MP in: through wind and rain, dong tho lowly north road. a. far dim none was paSSing in another qm of: the city. At that same hour, a; team mansion of Hugh Satanâ€"ï¬r! do' Conny - was :11 ablau with lights. music. and mirth. W drawing room, dazzling with nun- berless jets of lights from the pd- ant chandeliers, odorous with an perfume of exotics, the air quivering with softest music, were thrown open and were ï¬lled with the highâ€"bans, the beautiful of London. Peer: u‘ peer-asses, pliant nobles and ladies bright, moved through the glitteri‘ rooms. and in laughing. thud-‘7 flirting, dancing, the night was wasâ€" ing space. I 9“ 9‘ ‘g I an.†â€"râ€"‘ - _ TWO young men stood within tho deep shadow of a bay window, in the» music room, watching a group m- bled round a. young lady at the pi- ano. and conversing in low to... One of these Wu decidedly the hand- Iomest mu: present that night. In stature he was tall. somewhnt \ahove the common height, and faultless in form and ï¬gure. with a certain oi of distingue about him that stamped him as one of noble birth. Eh cle-r. fair complexion, his curling. die-tâ€" nut hair, and large, blue eyes. he- trayed his Saxon blood. His (an might have seemed slightly ate: but no one in looking at flit high, kingly brow, the dork. flashing G305. and ï¬rmâ€"set mouth, vault! have thought: that long. '3 dark moustache shaded his I;- per lip, and a strange. namele- benuty lit up and softened hishsn‘v some {ace whenever he smiled. Adorâ€" ed by the ladies. envied bythe a... Lord Ernest Villiers, only son d Earl De Courcy. seemed to haw .0- thing left to wish for. And yet. st times, over that intellectual W n dark shadow would nit; from the depths of those dark eyes the brick light of e happy hart would pm. the mouth would grow stern, and s look of troubled care darken his face. 4 His companion, a good-loom young man. with a. certain all-M him as it he were somebody and knew it, with a listless look, fl most desirable curling whiskersgm no other than Captain Geome ynghm o! the f3“. - -# AL: "Tm a; wonderfhl unit this not Germaine'sâ€"ch, Villiers 1" said Cup- tain Jernynghmn._ “ J ust 11k. s "I cannot tell ! the when m mob-ed in mystery.†"You and he were pretty inti: -were you not, my lord ?" “YeS, I took a fancy to Gen! from the ï¬rst; and I don't bel yet. he 1} gilt}! of the cnme. "You don't. eh?" "How ure you to 82*- dencc ?" "It was only circumS‘ “Granted: but it was sive. There is nbt a m: has the slightest doubt but yourself." CHAPTER III. (To be continued) (on: the whole M b PAGE FIVE you: I“ I’ll olhjsg'nilt.