n ‘52 . “3‘“? L. namkgg i’mm“sm‘“ 0:0 Dentistry 3 spenialty. Charges mimic. Phone 337. ofï¬ce and residence comer Russell and Home graduate of the Ontario Yeler‘my College. Post Gradu- Keof the Royal V eterinary Col leee: alsoof the London School of VETERINARY SURGEON nun NEW PREMISES é 1;“), BIT. S'udems ofthis sxtions worth from are in p0 . Ywmswo a month. \Vnte for i5'9 Enter now. Superior wave :mczion m «411 Departments. 'mpiml Med‘cine. DEM night, calls promptly at- *an’s Female Pins DR, J. M. RICE WIRE-ST. , [INDSAY x THIRTY YEARS $728 a Year ELLEOTT‘ dependent. A t t end FRIDAY NOVEMBER 17. Oll SHAW, Principal Business Collm mining in an)! SZlVi TORONTO 11'!) for a Bunk-keep- .s unequalled. $5 from Start ‘tvudenc keeps 1mm! Banks mses. Enter x1 instruction 10W. s have been flax-y of 'Mlss qhmined her in our school. vings' account ._ promotions. :u earn $14 a nut catalogue th he past 30 trainers in Mt connec- “’P do het- : than any mav study v at home umda to m :Xt‘ï¬l the prULenavl may... .v-.r,, ï¬st came down on tth arm of his own with new than tpggegt â€The name at no man." he thunder- ed. interruptin". “can protect ms rep- utation When he ls caught peepmg from a curtain! Ida. my dear sun 1 know what you think: You think: 'He is a nice. hue man. that old pro- fessorâ€"oh, very once. only he hides behind the curtams sometimes. Very ï¬ne manâ€"oh. yes. only he is a spy!’ Eh? Ha. ha!†“Not at all.†I laughed. â€i thought you might tear that I was a spy." “Eh '3†He became serious. “I supposed you might he writing a book which you Wished to Keep trom the public for a time and that possibly you might imagine that i was a re- porter." clalâ€"nzed Keredec. “He is as sane as anybodyin the whole world! 38. he is now much more sane. for his mind is not yet confused and becobwebbed with the useless things you and I put into ours. A few months moreâ€"ha. at the gneatest a year from now-and he will not be dlfl'erent any longer. He will be like the nest of us, onlyâ€â€"tho professor leaned forward. and his big ‘ “-- --m 1" his “Oliver San'reh." The benevolent gaze continued to rest upon me. but a shadow like a faint anxiety Gnrkened the Homeric brow. Finally he said abruptly. "It is about him that i have come to talk to you." “I shall be very glad." “Ha. my dear sir." he cried. "but you are a man or feeling! it was the way you have received my poor young gen- tleman’s est-uses when he was so rude which makes me wish to tall: with you on such a subject. lt is why I would not have you believe Mr. Saflren and me two very suspected mdn‘iduals who hide here like two bad criminals!" “No, no!" I protested nasmy. "The name 01: Professor neredec"â€" "Sn; And :hst 15:121." he returned. with evident rem-I. "No. my dear .slt', 1 was the spy; It IS the truth. 1 con- fess my shame. I wish very much to know what kind or a man you are. And so 1 have watched you.†“Why?†I asked. “The explanation is so simple; it was necessary." "Because otâ€"ot Mr. Saï¬'ren?†I said slowly and with some trepidation. “Precoisely.†The professor exhaled a cloud of smoke. “Because 1 am sensitive for him and 1 am his guard- ian, but I am not his guardian by the law." "I had not supposed that you were.f' I sgaid. "because. though 1 do not un- dersmnd hisâ€"ms case. so to speak. 1 have not for a moment thought him in- sane.†. “Ea. my dear sir. ygn are right!" ex- spectacles and turned them upon me with serene benevolence. “he is in good condition. all pure" like little children. and so it I smoke near him he chokes and has water at [he eyes. though he does not complain. Just now 1 cake a vacation. It is his hour for study. but I think he looks more out o! the front window than at his bookâ€"yes. very much since the pass: ing of that charming young may some days ago." “You say your young friend's name is Safl'ren?’ “Mr. Safl‘ren has no vices.†Profess- )t Keredec reviewed his silver rimmed "It Is wicked lor the insides. but it is good for the soul." the kind workmen use. and. ï¬tting it With a red stem. he tilled it with a Ian; and sinister tobacco from a pouch. "Always my pipe for me." he said and applied a match. inhaling the smoke as other men mania the, light smoke or cizawnus. "an. lt is good! It is wicked tor the insides. but it is 200d for the soul. When i am alone 1 am a chimney with no hebdomadary repose. I smoke forever. it is on ac- aount or my young friend I am tem- perate now.†“He has never smoked. your young friend?†I asked. glancing at my vis- itor rather curiously. 1 rear. come IO‘ @0000! e wun you, 'f 9, it; me GUEST or QUESNAY ‘ “' VI"- NW. unl- â€WWW! clay bowl 0: By Booth Tarkington. II you auow pandemonium. She kept straight on. Then suddenly, while I waited In siz- zling shame. a clear voice rang out from a distance in an answering yodel to mine. There was a ï¬nal can. clear and loud as a hugxe. auo she turned to the direction whence it came. Then Oliver Saflren came ruuumg lightly round the turn or the path. tie stop- ped short. . , 3 s Efï¬e Liveio Pins. I grew so furiously red that it burn- ed me. 1 was plainly a lunatic. whoop- mg the lonely peace or the woods {mo 1 yooeleo none. 1 yoaeleu long. am) my best performance was not unsug- gestive of calamity in the poultry yard. And when my mouth was at its wid- est in the production or these shock- ing ulla hootings the person approach- ing came round a turn in the path and within full sight of me. To my hor~ ror it was Mme. d'Armand. ABMLUTE I heard the light snapping ot a twig and a swish or branches from the direction In which i faced. Evidently some one was approaching the glade. though concealed from me for the mo- ment by the winding 01 the path. Tak- ing it for Saflnen as a matter of courseâ€"tor we had arranged to meet at that time and placeâ€"i raised my voice in what 1 intended for a merry wade! of greeting. CHAPTER V. Y ankle had taken its wontod time to recover. l was on my feet again and into the woods. Juiy came. and one afternoon I sat In the mnnth of the path just where I had play I the bounding harleqtgn for the beneï¬t of the lovely visitor at Queanay. “Yes. monsinur." said Amadee com- placently. "it is an American lady who has married a French nobleman." “Mme. d'Armand." Safl'ren repeated the name slowly. "Her name Is Mme. d'Annand?" “That Indy. monsieur?" he gaspéd. gazing after the trap. "That is Mme. d'Armand." ***** run “mm“. ran mzzmzss. p.111; run aluousassa 1 . FUR warm um. 1 run commnou m uuow sm. ; m m: mammal J’g‘. MVJKW Amadee awoke with a frantic start and launched himself at the archway. Vmsmananduew Ramsesngar. I Before answering be cast a sidelong glance at the arrangement of things . outside the door. The screen of honey- suckle ran partly across the. front of the little porch. about half of which it concealed from the garden and conse- quently from the road beyond the arch- way. I saw that he took note of this before he pointed to that corner of the veranda most closely screened by the vines and said: "May the table he placed yonder?†“Certainly." “Ha. that is good:" he exclaimed. Suddenly we heard the rapid hoot beats of a mettled horse. He crossed our vision and the open archwayâ€"a high stepping hackney going well. driven by a lady in a light trap which was half full of wild flowers. I had not the least difï¬culty in recognizing her. At the same instant the startled pigeons fluttered up from the garden ; path. betaking themselves to flight. and i “that other nmnsieur" came leaping 1 across the courtyard and into the road. “Look quickly!†he called. “Who is that lady?" Her hand DreSSe-d :uminst her side. “You will join me at the table on' veranda. won't you?" “Ha! I wish you to know my young man." Keredec went on. “You will like himâ€"no man of feeling could keep himself from liking himâ€"and he is your fellow countryman. I hope you will be his friend. He should make friends. for he needs them. You will dine. with us tonight?" he suggested. Acqulescing cheerfully, I added. of us! But it strange people were to see him now." he continued. “it would not do. 'J'here are so many who judge quickly. If they should see him now they might think he is not just right in his brain. and then. as it could hap- pen so easily. those same people might meet him again after awhile. ‘Ha,’ they would say. ‘there was a time when that young man was insane. I knew him!’ And so he might 80 through his life with those clouds over him. museum Ejust Bear Signature of See Fae-53min Vlmppcr below. Genuine W â€â€˜7". Ema?“ FOR HEADAWE FOR DIZZINESS. FOR BIUOUSHESS‘ FUR TGRPID LIVER. FOR 6038‘! IPA‘I'IOI 170! WOW SKII. FOR THE BOWLEXWI "I don't believe she was distressed." he mt on. Then 'm mm H9 paused. wiping from his brow a heavy dew. not of the heat. but like that on the forehead of a man in cru- (-ial pain, 1 made nervous haste to seize the opportunity and said gently. almost timidly: ‘ “But if it should distress the lady ?" “Yesâ€"then 1 could keep away. But I must know that " “I think you might know it by her running awayâ€"mud by her look." I said mildly. “Didn’t you?" “No!†And his eyes flashed an added emphasis. “Words!“ He swept the feeble protest away. drowned m a wmrung veno mence. “And what does it matter? You can‘t understand. When you want to know what to do you look back into your life and it tells you. and I look ln-n-l<--:t!if" {In vriw! nut. lilit‘l‘ini‘.’ rt, '94:! t'liitxuwl. i!t;'-v::"i‘l*lll sullilrita “I look back and it's all blind! All these things you can do and can’t donall these inï¬nite little things! You know, and Keredec knows. and Glouglou knows. and every mortal soul on earth kDOWS. but 1 don‘t know: Your life has taught you. and you know. but I don’t know. I haven't had my life. It's gone! All I have is words that Keredec has said to me. I would burn my hand from my arm and my arm from my body rather than trouble her or frighten her. but I couldn’t help speaking to her any more than I can help wanting to see her again." "You think I mid a â€91" he- cried. "You think I lied when 1 mid I could not help speaking to lwr!“ I stared at him helplossly. n07could I ï¬nd words ,m answvr vr (-nmrnl the passion that my inth He scolding had onked. "No. no." I said earnestly. "I didn‘t 119211â€â€" “I wouldn’t have frightened her for the world." be ï¬nally said. and his voice and his body shook with :1 strange violence. "I wouldn‘t have frightened her to please the angels in heaven!" I set about packing my traps. grum- bling various saroasms. the last mut- terings of a departed storm. for al- ready I realized that I had taken out my own mortiï¬catinn upon him. and l was stricken with remorse. “No. no. no! She said only that and then"â€" “Then she turned and ran away from you!" “Yes," he said. swallowing painfully. “That pleased you." I stormed. “to frighten a woman in the woods!" “But she did say something to you, didn't she?" I asked ï¬nally. "She-said. ‘Not now!’ That was all." "I suppose that was all she bad breath for! It was just the inconse- qUem and meaningless thing a fright- onod woman wnuld saw!" “Meaningless?" be repeated and looked up wonderingly. went?" I “I should think not!" I shouted and burst out at him with satirical laugh- ter. He stood patiently enduring it. his lowered eyes following the aimless movements of his bands. which were twisting and unrwlsting his flexible straw hat. "Well. well." I said. “let's be on our mand.’ †â€You said more than that!" "I asked her if she would let me see her again." “What else '9" “Nothing." he answered humbly. “And then sheâ€"then for a moment it seemedâ€"for a moment she didn't seem to be able to speakâ€â€" “I knowâ€"l know. Itâ€"it was wrong,†he stammered. “I knew I shouldn’t- and I couldn’t help it." "You expect me to believe that?" “It’s the truth. I couldn’t!†I laughed skeptically. “I don’t un- derstand. It was all beyond me.†he added busklly. “What was it you said to her?†“I spoke her nameâ€"Mme. d’Ar- “You spoke to that lady!†And my voice sounded unexpectedly harsh and sharp to my own ears. for 1 had meant to speak quietly. She held that startled attitude a mo- ment longer. then turned and crossed tbv glade so hnrriPdly that it was al- most as it she ran away from him. She did not seem to see me. Her dark eyes stared widely straight ahead. her lips were parted. and she looked white and frightened. l slemmd out to meet him. indignant upon several counts, most of all upon his own. Be lifted his nut and spoke to her. and I thought she made some quick reply in a low voiCe. though I could not be sure. "Did you take it for an appoint- THE LINDSAY POST roared. stared widely straight It was early dusk. From the court- yard 0: the inn came the sounds of laughter and chattering voices. Be- fore the entrance stood a couple of open touring cars. the chaufl‘eurs en- gaged in cooling the rear tires with buckets of water brought by a person- age ordinarily known as Glouglou. whose look and manner as he perform- ed this otï¬ce for the leathern digni- (To be continued.) "Very well." be sald quickly. “Will you tell me then 1'" “Yesâ€"it you will let it go at that." "Thank you.†be said and. with an impulse which was but too plainly one or gratitude. ofl'ered me his hand. 1 took it. and my soul was dlsquieted within me. for it was no purpose or mine to set inquiries on root 1!) re- gard to the afl'airs of Mme. d’Armaud. son that 1 had added a ï¬nal blunder to the long list of the afternoonâ€""that is." 1 added. “it my gum is right" "ls be alive?†he cried sharply. “I don’t know!" I returned emphatlo ally. “Probably 1 am entirely mistaken in thinking that I know anything of her whatever. I'd rather not say any more until I do know." "I. think it was her husband." I said. with a lack of discretion for which i was instantly sorry. fearing with rea- “What is It that you guess?" be de- manded abruptly. “Who made her sutrer?" "I do not." I interrupted in turn. "I have only a vague guess. 1 may be altogether mistaken." “You know something about her!" be exclaimed. “You knowâ€â€" “But 11' you were wrong," I said. “it it did trouble her. and it it happened that she has already had too much that was distressing In her life"â€" There was something so glad and different in his look that. like any oth- or dried up old blunderer in my place. I felt an instant tendency to laugh. It was that heathenish possession. the old insanity of the risibles. which makes a man think it a humorous thing that his friend should be discovered In love. but it wasn’t trouble. We looked straight at each other. I saw her eyes plainly. and it was"-â€"he paused and sighed. a sudden. brilliant smile upon his lipsâ€"“it was veryâ€"1t was very strange!" Sold under a guarantee thatassures the return ofthe’pricc of the first bottle if it fails to benefit. At all Druggists. MILES MEDICAL 00.. Toronto, Can. Suï¬erers from rheumatism seldom fail to ï¬nd relief in the use of Dr. Miles’ Nervine, with salicylate of soda. boughta bottle and began to get better from the start, and for the past six months I have had scarcely any pain and am able to walk as well as ever.†J.H. SANDERS, P. 0. box 5, Rockaway, N. J. Few medicines are of any beneï¬t for rheumatism, but Mr. Sanders tells plainly what Dr. Miles’ Re- stor;tl‘;e Nervine did for it. One ounce of salicylate of soda added to one bottle of Nervine makes an ex- cellent remedy for rheumatism, which is now known to be a nerv- ous disease and therefore subject to the influence of a medicine that acts through the nerves, as does “I was Crippled, could hardly walk and had to Crawl down stairs at times on my hands and knees. My doctor told me I had an acute attack of inflammatory rheumatism. I was in the hospital for weeks, but was scarcely able to walk when I left it. I read about ?' Which is Your Choice ? Dr. Miles’ Nervine Contrast with this the durability, cleanliness and well-ordered appearance of Concrete. The best of wood cannot withstand, for long, constant dampness and soaking. Its tendency to rapid decay soon shows itself in leaks and stagnant pools of water around trough. ’. Miles’ Nervine They are short-lived and require ireâ€" placing every few years-â€"â€"not to mention Canada Cement C0- continual patching to keep them in repair. Linked Sloppy, leaky wooden troughs, or clean, durable Concrete ? Wooden drinking troughs are about as reliable as the weather. C.N.R. The piles for the new freight sheds in that town are being driven now. a - â€"â€"â€"-'â€"U V“ wayâ€" The Post has been informed that, urday one of the gravel trains got 9!! {notwithstanding the bad weather the the rails south of Ancona, and smash- ;line will be ready to hand over beâ€" ed a number of the ties delaying the tween the let and 15th of December. regular noon train. Many ties on the Contractor Martin, of Smith’s road bed are being removed, although Falls, who has the contract for the it is only Eight years since the road stations, tanks, etc., is losing no was constructed. time in rushing his portion of the "‘ work. The brick work on the hand- JOHN JACKSONâ€"lg- some new station at Orillia will start next week, while work on the station ‘ RETURNWG OFFICER at Bethany started a day or two ago. ; It will not take long to build these; "* ' structures, which are all frame ones= Mr. John J ack80n has been appoint with the exception of 01-11113. This isged returning oï¬cer for West Victoria a Union station for the C.P.R. and for the T’i‘ovincial Campaign. The When the line is formally taken ov- er, no time will be lost in starting the trains moving, because the C.P.R authorities are anxious to get the Western grain hauled to the seaboard with 9.11 possible speed. As an illustration of the importance 0: this line, as well as the desire a! the Company to have it completed as speedily as possible, it might be men- tioned that one th'ou'iaml men are em- ployed on the work. and unless it clears up the line will side of th not be completed by the ï¬rst of the ‘month, as [was expected by some the ofï¬cials. a river between the bridge across the river and the C.P.R. sta- of tion of 4 degrees, but the grade is fencountered going to Victoria Harbor Since the ballast work commenced 15° that it would no“ be a hindrance splendid progress was made while the to hauling heavy loads. One of th" weather was favorable, and those steepest grades .on the line 13 a few, who have been over the ï¬nished por- miles west 0‘ town, thegrade b81113 tion of the road state that it is a. one per cent, which is encountered b! 111er road-bed. trains on the way to the seaboard The ballasting is being pushed with Em: erg? mite mg pull the utmost vigor Tbétween Lindsay , y and about twenty miles west, had ' The Bobcaygeon Independent saysâ€"- the work will likely start on the Work at the Humphries gravel-bed is stretch through Lindsay next week. being vigorously pudred. and the Ballasting operations on the Geor- gian Bay Seaboard RaiIWay have been great‘y hindered during the past few weeks owing to the unfavor- able weather conditions prevailisg, and unless it clears up the line will not be completed by the ï¬rst of the month, as was expected by some of the ofï¬cials. RAIN HINDERS WGRK 0N GRAIN LINE WILI. BE FINISHED EARLY IN DECEMBER Montreal, Que., Nov. 9.â€"A cable-} gram received by Canadian Paciï¬c} ‘ RaiIWay ofl‘lcials yesterday announces the launching of their new boat, the “Princess Sophia." at the yards of E the Bowmalachlan 00., of Paisley, ' Scotland. This boat. while not as big as the "Princess†steamships that have recently been built by the Cana- dian Paciï¬c Railway, is of the best construction and is well ï¬tted for the Paciï¬c coast service of the Company, in which it will beentered. It is 245 feet long. 44 feet beam, and with 18 feet depth. It is equipped with 'coal or oil fuel. The new Princess will probably be ready for its long trip round Cape Horn to Vancouver in eight or ten weeks. The Canadian Pa.- ciï¬c already have one steamer making this trip, the steamship “Princess Alice,’ which was reported to have arriVed at Montevideo a week or two a-go. The Princess Alice is also a new steamship. C. P. R. LAUNCHES A NEW STEAMSHIP ADVERTISE IN THE POST 51-60 National Bank Building. Montreal Barns Cisterns Dairies Dipping Tanks Foundations Fence Posts Feeding Floors Gutters lies west, bud ' The Bobcaygeon Independent says-â€" start on the Work at the Humphries gravel-bed is lsay next week. being vigoroulsly pudredér and the trains of nge are being awn awa ’1 the “WW†to the new C.P.R.A line as fast as th: as the desire a! steam shovel can load them. The bed a it completed as , . it mightbemen- 13 a leVel held about twelve feet above Band men are em- the lake level, and starting from the edge of aswamp. the field is being scooped Oil. Most of the Evobcaygeon line was ballasted from this bed. and the section of the new line from Lind- say to Peterboro is now being ballast- ed from this pit. The whereabouts of 3- to the seaboard this gravel bed was given to the en- ed. gineer by Mr. J. T. Robinson. On Sat- informed that. urday one of the gravel trains got 0!! bad weather the the rails south of Ancona. and smash- .‘mally taken ov- lost in starting ecause the C.P.R us to get the C oncreie,"â€"F reeâ€"if you'll ask for it. It tells the many uses of Concrete in plain, simple lanouageâ€"tells how to make We'd be glad to send a copy of our book, “What the Farmer Can Do With is your choiceâ€"expense-producing W‘ or money-savmg Concrete? You can impair a wooden trough with comparatively little use; but it takes a powerful explosive to put a Concrete water tank out of business. The dampness which destroys lumber only intensiï¬es the strength and hardness of Concrete. the Geor- The Georgian Bay Seaboard Rail- Hens’ Nests Hitchlng Posts Horse Blocks Houses Poultry Houses Root Cellars Sllos Shelter Walls Which Mr. John Jackson has been appoint ed returning oflicer for West Victoria for the T’i‘ovincial Campaign. The writs will 13? issued on Nov. 17th. one per cent, which is encountered by trains on the way to the seaboard. which would necessitate a strong pull it an engine was heavi’y loaded. way is almost a dead level line. This is necessary as the Company willbo hauling heavy loads of grain over the road. There is a grade on the east ADVERTISE IN THE POST bani proiiil iii-Raï¬ bustier «um and skin disuse.†0 A: a mount on own It to your fan! 0 n It a trial! It on spa n and It hauls! 50cboacde‘uggidJéSta’ra. “Ink. I! aid“! Sta blea Stairs Stalls Steps Tanks Troughs Walks Well Curbs PAGE 11