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{'6 ‘M In particularâ€"" one failed to suppress an excla- Had this beautiful witch di- “Mm that secret too? ”Her name,” she paused to bury her a“ in the cat’s fur, “isâ€"Yvonneâ€" “We she repented, “of the Spot- bluhies!’ "77mm!” he laughed heartily. "Ye! Yvonne. Sometimes there u ”'9 in a peasant girl to tempt and filth“ in a Comtesse aes Forges, or 3mm " it was her turn to laugh. 'the Vicomte is a. salient and W833 lover. He thinks as the no- Hesse think, that women are neces- :31" to him. But it is not so. It is he ecessary to them.” Elna dn‘our fee for the advice. mis- nears life; as in the 'years that were M so in the years to come. Let the “gate de Nerac be on his guard W a)! womenâ€"and against one “[1119 in particularâ€"” huh the only laughed over the cat's hum seeking it softly with her chin my. gun echoed through the room. '1' In“ cub, Illa I'll ‘0“ I'll Tanisha!) tell me." Andre and in:- Y “What is it?” he asked. for the had his hand with a. faint sigh. ill at staring mysteriously at some- urhway. 'I an forbidden to speak,” ghe :n- , m, netting her eyes. and she fled up her cat, and walked away. ! m» the brain. An'd how enchanuni m that ditmond cross rising 3nd fall- 383 that dazzling breast. that dainty head almost toucmig him; f‘utyosjike her perfume ascending “But Monsieur will permit me," she laid gently, and before he could refuse the had taken his hand, “I will not wed: unless he wishes." While she studied it he studied her. m 3 subtle pathos seemed to lie in the hlue eyes. those saunas ups. was, harass,” 11:33.16, “I V711] “No, I thank you,” Andre answered. “1am satisfied, and so was she.” ”Monsieur is not as Madame,” the ms said, fixing a penetrating gaze on him, “he fears his fate.” “Oh, no,” was the quick reply. “My sate lies in my sword and my head. I m ready to face it without fear or re- am. when and as it. «Imam-1- will not know beforehand, not even for a crown reversed.” ‘ P", a brief second her eyes rested on him with approval, and indeed he looked very handsome and noble at that moment. “It is the turn of Monsieur 1e Vl- mte," she remarked pleasantly. “It is unity I did not ask the lady to stay udhear.” a! in her Sosom and ’took awa'y the mean. “I: thanks, Madame.” She ran; the had-bell. and Madame was uncere- moniously ushered out. The sorceress n: reflecting and then placed the crys- "51:6." ; she had wheeied aha-plan aercfless freezing vengeance glisten- ed in her eyes and steeled her voice. “1 1111 have you burned for an insolent vim]. I promisernot to gogget.” “And will Madame remember the use woman." the sorcereee pleeded in her soft voice. “if the crystal be found to speak the with?" _ The visitor placed the pieces on the able. replaced her veil, and walked ”was the door. "Adieu!” she said over her shoulder, but Andre could see .39 snapped as one intoxicated by a sublime vision. - _ ”313 ladame pleases? unto the m- ,uemt answef freq the ooh. , knA-A, ,_ Ax- .vl‘aflamrâ€"she curts‘ie'd as "W, no, . :39 a queenâ€""not your woman but the mats] and yourself." he other threw up her head in- ulously. “If you reve ,” she said , , “that I have visited youâ€"" "I never reveal who my visitors are, m the quiet answer, “they always re- 1221 themselves." She sat dm In- many. but there was almost insole!“ woe-(ion in the simple grace of the nonmem- magma d'Etiolles turned away. am your pay?” she demanded sharp- ” for the advice, ml:- GT, LINDSAY. FRIDAY. "AUGUST 16th"; "’ " "w i In December the Duchesse de Cha- answered. teauroux, the maitressa en titre of the hey ‘ King of. France, had died, some said of ame,” the i poison, some or a broken heart at her enetrating ‘ treatment at Metz when she had he." been driven by her enemies from eply. “My , the sick King’s bedside and from ,y head. 1; the Court, a few because she had fear or re- ; caught a chill and even maitresses es. But I; mam Would Louis se- teven fort lect another lady to take her place? f Who would she be? That was the ques- 'es rested tion. France was at warâ€"that dreary lndeed he: War called in the books the “War of noble at ‘ the Austrian Succession”â€"and this 'springâ€"1745-under the Marechal de me," she , Saxe, (the son or a king and Aurora 11d refuse. von Konissmarck, himself the idol of will not i women of quality as he had been the idol of Adrienne Lecouvreur) great ei- [died her. torts were to be made to drive from L to lie in . the Low Countries the red-coated Ens- [ng ups, , lish and white-coated Austrians, to-win hm; mm' for the Fleurs-de-Lis the boundaries mending that, since the days of Henri IV., God, .chgnung nature, and French genius had des; :and fall-' tincd to be French. Was not Louis, Le ; Bien Aime, himself going to the can:- 'she had pain with the flower. or his nobility int sigh, and with his son and heir? Yes. surely at some- ;reat things would be accomplished be- ! tore the September winds shook the ’ she an- ‘ apples on the trees in the orchards ot ind she Normandy or they trod the wine-vats d away. I on the sun-clad slopes or Gascony. said im-: Paris was in a fever of excitement: ! the Court was still en fete for the mar- the cat's ‘ tinge of Monsieur le Dauphin to a Sax- her chin on princess. But would there be a suc- e room. I cessor to the hapless Duchesse de , “I will Chateauroux? That was the only ques- g zion about which the Paris that count- ’icomte.” , ed really cared. ‘ "I have won the wager,” Andre in- terposed, ‘fand I will undertake to win another. I will bet that it‘ will not be a. De Nesles, but a bourgeoise that the King will select." “Impossible!” both St. Benoit and Madame cried', genuinely shocked. ‘A bourgeoise at Versailles! It would be a scandal, unheard of, monstrous, not to be tolerated." “L can see you, Madame," he am swered, “giving. t1_1e lady he:- tootstool.” He kneeled mockmgly at her feet. “G M bless my soul! you might as well ex. pect me to kiss the hand of your fine de chambre. Andre was joking; he know.“ the Kin: Awerey to hm hm “Well,” said the Comtesse, “if you will go to-night, my dear De Nerac, to the ball at the Hotel-de-Ville you will learn whether I am not right.” And after Andre had taken his leave she turned to St. Benoit, with genuine con- cern. “England,” she said, “has de- moralized our dear friend. The English have made him incredibly vulgar, As 11 the King of France would so far for- get himself or be so impertinent to us as to introduce into our Versailles a bourgeoise. There would be a revolt» tion.” ,4 , But Andre only smiled, ana press him as they might he refused to say more. Whereat Madame lutéd her heavy- lldded eyes, of which sheA was so proud, and said contemptuonsly, "Pooh!" “I don’t .believe i ” St. Benoit re; torted. “The King 1 be a. devot for one day in the week and a. lover for the other six, as all kings of France and their subjects, too, ought to be. Naturally he does not wish to shock Madame la. Dauphine, but wait till the campaign is over; Mars will give way to Venus, and then we shall have one otflthe De Neale: back again.” “The Kinghas already chosen," Ma- dame remarked, fanning-herself placid- ly. “But Monselgneur the Archbishop and the royal ‘confessor are still able to work on his remorse, so for the present His Majesty elects to play at being a. devot.” Andre of course went to tell St. Benoit how he had won his bet, and he found him gossiping in the salon of the_(}om£esse des Forges. And as he rode through-the woods it. was little contort to remember-that he had won his wager with Henri. Com- te de St. Benoit. And here he was alone with the shifty-eyed fills do chambre, who pinin- ly gave him an invitation to mistake her for Yvonne. "Confound you. what do you wait tor?" Andre said ltfltlhly. “Fetch thn borne at once it you don‘t want to paste a rogue’. tare with your mistress “The horse of Monsieur le Vlcomte," she commanded quickly to the girl who had sppeared as it by magic. “Good day. air. You an my the tee toâ€" Yvonne.” She put her hand to her diamond crossâ€"they looked at each otherâ€"the woman melted into n defiant reverence. “You 311;]! have it"‘he blurted=ont with husky petulance. “I understand.” she. added with a contemptuous shrug of her' shoulders, “though I am not a. marquise or a. com- tease." The hall or the Chateau de Beau Se- jour swept in a vision before him. Dieu Le Vengeur seemed to be written in a scroll or fire round the cat’s rut. She hung the hire gold pieces or Ma- dame d'Etiolles into a drawer. “Ma- dame has paid for both,” she said. “But it the Vicomte de Nerac will ofler something of his own, I will acceptâ€"e. kiss," and she looked him daringly in the face. CHAPTER VII. ”n,- V- v_- -___ ~-_ . uuc Dam WW“ Oatment to flu! m'c skin. he1nd Cancun (orinmciormotChocola mmmmd h B gififgwm ”M" 6m? $325“ mmwm‘" Earmmx'n'iunooxmmmmnm Com mm: 'and Internal for Every pilleteumor or Inmnts. Chlldmn. MW“- ngaswsmemz vagemene amazem- ‘E , Cuticura Ointment, the great Skin Cure. wxll afl'ord immediate relief, permit nest and slee , point to a. s y cure of the most disam- . ling forms of torturing. dIsfl , humors, eczema, tenets, rashes,itc ings.andirritationsofinfants. childnenmnd adults when all cubs-reme- dies and even physicians fail. . - “I feel it my duty to parents of other :- sun'erin babies to tell you what ticura has one for mmttle daughter. She broke out all over body with I humor, and we used everything recom- mended, but without results. I called in three doctors, they all claigned they could help her. but she contmued to snow worse. Her bod was a. mass of sores. and her little ace was bei eaten away, Her ears looked as they won a drop 01!. Neighbors advised me to Cuticura Soap and Ointment. and beoreIhaduscdhalIofthecckcof Son and box of Ointment the some had all ealed.-and my little one’s face and body were as 3:] as a new-born babe's. ’1 would not be ithout it again if it cost five dollars, instead of seventy-five cents, which is all it cost us to cure our baby, after spending many dollars on doctors and medic-inns without an benefit whatever. Mrs. George I Steese, 701 Cobum St., Akron, Ohio, Aug. 30, 1905." Yes, it was indeed the wise woman from “The Cock with the Spurs 0! Gold." wearing her diamond cross and dressed in adorably pale blue satin. just such a color as her eyes covered by the pale blue mask. Strangest of all. Andre felt at that moment.there was CUTICURA CURES IN TWO WEEKS AT COST OF 75c. “I, Monsieur le Vlcomte," was the se- rene reply. “This is more fun than spelling the truth from a crystal," and she laughed wickedly. Awful Humor Was Eating Away Face and Earsâ€"Body Mass of Sores -â€"Three Doctors Tried to Help Little Sufi‘erer But She Grew Worse-Afler Spending Many Dollars 0n Doctors and Medicine, “You, Madame!” he ejaculated, checking his astonishment, for Denise was watching him. For a few minutes he stood gazing at the brilliant spectacle presented by the moving throng.â€"-one vast arena of l human beings in which the uniforms.l the stars and ribbons, the jewels, the bright eyes. and the fair shoulders were blended into a magic and inspir- ing panorama. over which floated the tender music of harp, violin, and flute. And as he .moved slowly forward kiss- ing noble hands, receiving gentle con- i gratulations, or looking into eyes tel which in past days he had whispered’ devotion in the Cell de Boeuf or be- neath the balmy fragrance of a fete champetre at Rambouillet his ambi- tion soared still higher. But dance he would not; he had come to watch. to teach, and to learn. The Chevalier to his joy was not here; he had been de- spatched, Andre discovered with grim satisfaction, on special business of the‘ King. But yonder was Denise, holding a I miniature court. As Andre edged his; way towards her, her glance fell on' the familiar uniform, and it plainly‘ said: “Here at least let us forget the pastâ€"I have forgiven youâ€"come let us i be friends as we were before." And Andre replied to her graceful rever- ence with his stiffest bow, as he had deliberately come to do, and then moved slowly off, but not before he had marked with a lover’s joy the painful surprise'in Denise's eyes, the angry flush that colored her cheek. But the lesson must be completed. A partner must be found and at once. I-ie pausedâ€"looked about himâ€"started. l i i 1 ( 9 BABY'S FACE IN TERRIBLE STATE ITCHING TGRTURES Speedi!y Cured by Cuticura A warm bath with Cuticura Soap and a single appjication 9t nor cue purpose of dancing, the court of the Hotel-de-Ville had been converted into a ballroom, superbly ‘ festooned and illuminated. and the crowd that had gathered was immense. Nobles of the realm, great. ladies, peers, peeresses, and the Court here jostled in the wildest confusion with .the gentlemen of the robe, with alder- men, shopkeepers, and even flower girls and the danseuses of the royal ballet. The company was supposed to be masked, but many had already dis- carded the flimsy covering; and for all who still wore it the disguise was the merest afl'ectation. Most of the ladies of the middle class had donned fancy attire, but the noblesse for the most part showed their quality by refusing to imitate the canaille. Andre of course was content with his uniform of the Chevauâ€"legers de la Garde, that beauti- ful and famous livery of scarlet with white facings, silver buttons, spurs of gold, and hat with white plumes which in itself conferred an en le dis- tinction, d about his nec more proudly ll. he carried that Croix de St. Louis. whose possession suiliced to make any soldier happy. But Andre, who had heard thecsys- tars story had his good reasons. A} reach fertile schemes weretermenting lam brain: his mhithmtoo, was daily soaring upwards, and he dimly gness~ "edthatipinthis strength-cling otFor~ tnne' 8 wheel the opportunity for which he thirsted would at last come. And so like the rest of the gay world he went ~that night to the grand ball given by the municipality of. Paris at the Hotel- deâ€"Ville in honor of the marriage of “the Dauphin; for the King had prom- ised to be present, and it was to be 'one'of those rare occasions when the noblesse had consented to rub shoul- ders with the middle class in doing honor to the royal bride and bride. groom: Coming events were in the air. Andre felt, though why he could not say, that toâ€"uight would somehow prove a decisive turning-point in the history of himself and of France. . Wm snewa‘a‘m tb‘t stay tweet.â€" ' ' “A week!“ manna threw up her no- tle head. “Not twenty-tour hm'r But that was not her reason, for to reach the pillar they must pus near the King. Clearly Madame d’Etlolles WWW-Willa nine “Conduct me to yonder pillar," she said greatly, “we- can talk better Andre kissed her hand, looking into her eyes, imperial eyes in which slum- berbd imperial ambitions, such wonder- ful eyes, now blue. now grey, now soft- ly ‘dnrk as the violet, now glittering with the lightest mockery. "Un mor- ceau de mi,” he' muttered. “Yes, by God! a. morceau de mi!" She had divined his mind again. To speak with the fair hnntress was the resolve that had mastered him. And to his satisfaction Madame no sooner recognized him than she beckoned with her fan, smiling a shy and intoxicating welcome. “My friend," she said, “go you and salute Madame d'Etlolles. Perhaps you will see something later on to amuse you," and as if to assist him ahegllded from him and was lost in the crowd. It was not the truth and Andre knew it. A woman’s jealousy, he thoughtâ€" but that. too, he knew it was not. “I love him.” she answered."‘as all we women do. But I was thinking of the day when I am to be burnt for a witch." “You do not like the King?" Andre asked quickly. for he had caught be- hind the pale blue mask a swift sluice which sent a. shiver down his spine. trance and then fell backâ€"on all sides the lowliest reverences. The King. the master or France, had entered and was facing the crowd. And a truly royal figure he made in his splendid dress. for Louis XV. knew how to present himself as a worthy grandsoh of the Sun God who had created Versailles and made monarchy in Europe sub- lime: the pose of his handsome head. the dignity of his carriage. the match- less air of command that conveyed an air of majesty such as could only be. long to one whose wish since boyhood was law, whose words were orders. whose will was the inspiration of a na- tion. And when you marked that faint mysterious smile, those blue eyes dell- cately dull. was he not just like his grandfather, indefinahle and impene. trable? What was the real man con-1 cealed behind that regal presence? What were the real thoughts masked by that gaze, slightly bored yet cares- sing and sweet? | Men and women pressed to the en- "See." the néfcereu whispered. “the King has unwed." The plan or you: were IV In; through Andre's own. Whut 1 the «yumâ€"the thought was cut short by u stately nourish at trumpets ad the long hum of appluuse. "She has e mind." his companion wee saying. “es well as Incomparable beauty. That Abbe et her elbow is Monsieur de Bernie. e povertyoetriclb en poet who writes her love-letters for her, whom ehe will meke greet some day, perhepl. end it Monsieur-fie Vol- teire cered as much for hells es for the muses. he. too, would he enerling hie honeyed venom in her eer. She on not end deuce end sins. She will not elweye be Medeme d'ntiollee." Andre watched her with absorbing interest. Fate had ordained that this woman's ambluons should be bound up with his. But how? how? _ “$5" she replied to his invitation. “I 1 not disgrace you by dancingâ€" you the Vicomte dc Nerac and 1â€"” she lsmiled. “Besides you have seen me dance in the only kind of dancing that I care about. Butaee.” she added. drop- ping her voice, ”do you not recognize a friend. perhaps a partner? Is she not charmingâ€"conquering and to con- quer?” “Name cl a dog!” he ejaculated. Away at the other end of the ball- ; room was a raised dais on which was gathered a bevy of the fairest of the bourgeoisie. One of them, escorted by thme or four gentlemen. was descendâ€" ing the stairs into the throngâ€"a wom- imintheguiseotDianacladinthe 3 airiest. gauaiest, purest white, with a ‘ silver bow in her hand and a quiver on her shoulder and a jewelled half-moon in her powdered hair. It wasâ€"yes, it wuâ€"the fair huntresa of the woods of Versailles, to-night a matchless spec- tacle of majestic beauty which rippled over into the gayest, most provocative coquetry imaginableâ€"Juno and Venus and Diana in One and defying you to say which was the more divine. And that cunningly arranged robe ot glittering white. with its artful jewels to suggest every curve and line, was just. what witchery would have chosen to be the foil to the laughter of her eyes and the subtle sheen of her skin. What other woman could have worn it? But for the one who dared, it was the homage of a woman’s art to the triumph of na~ ture’s womanhood. ' Andre'nstened with n puzzled de- light. It was not the perfumeâ€"It was the mystery that enveloped her which kept him silent. Something in her voice, her manner, reminded him in the most tantalizing way of somebody else and for the life of him he could not thinkyho that eomehody wee. "No. But why are you in Paris?" “Women like. myself,” she answered cynically, “are always dying of ennui, and I was born a Parisienne. Can a Parisienne live without Paris? Well. I cannot. London, men Dieu! Those suf- focating English! They make love as they eat beef and drink beer. Their wo- men are prudes, their men heavy as bull-dogs made of lead. London is a ville de provinceâ€"no wit, no ideas. no life. Here,” she pointed with her fan. “it is far diflerent. Where will you find the like or that for ty of heart. and sparkle of the soul“ It is the city of breeding, of philosophers, of poets. of chivalry, and of lovers. Why, that gri- sette over there can be more epirituelle than an Englishman of genius. And when even the lovers who make love with ardour and in couplets that sing ‘ of themselves become annoying I go elsewhere." “Certainly. The name, only a m. disguised; In London I was dark, in Paris I am fair, because," she shrugged her shoulders, "I love change and I hate being recognized unless I choose. You will not betray my secret, will you “What?" He stopped in sheer amaze meat. “You are thatâ€"{hat woman?" “Surely it In very simple," ehe pro- ceeded. Bean. 1: you please. a supper party In Londonâ€"the perfume was there thenâ€"now it is here. That is all.” And Andre mud awn at. her un- enhpdlvimflon. “The ‘Vicomte looks tonight as the Vlcomto do Now: should.” she re- marked quietly. “But 18 it my presence here or u it my perfume that perplex- 03 you?” can-led hetoelt with more of the true air of the noblesse than did this young screams, who plied a. charlamn’e trade for hire. not a woman 'm an this throng who Carter’ 3 Little Liver Pills ABSOLUTE SEBUBITY; She promptly, took St. Benoit's arm to mark her anger at. the part Andre had played. But he My shrugged his shoulders 1n infinite mmmem‘ .A “And y'o'u believe," said the Com- tesse. “that we will permit her to be greed on us. You as u and us the “Ah. no." Andre answered: "at! when you can travel in a royal car. ruse. You will see what you will see when the campaign ls over. frhe bour- geolse before long will have the heel of her supper on all our neckg.” _ "It is Infamous." replied the (‘o - tesse. with fierce indication. "mum- ous! But thet grisette he: not won yet; the road from the Hotel-devnle to Ver- sailles is long had dlfllcult!" “Ah. no." Andre answered: "net rAndre went over to Hume are; Forge: and 8t. Benoit. "You have lost rain." he said. “and you will conius t now." “The Klng has thrown the hnndker- chief” etlll mg round the crowded room. But where was the dancer? She was goneâ€"yen. actually gone without weltlnx to follow up her victory. And of the expectant. excited throng Andre alone reeoxnlned how unerrlnx wns her tact. The huntreu hnd nocomplleh- ed her object. Henceforwnrd lt would not be she who must hunt. for deduce to roynl hunters on he more trlnxn- phnnt than obedlenee. I Madame caught the royal gift and melted into an enchanting reverence. One alluring side-glance under demure eyelashes. a glance of challenge and or submission. and she had taken,”- dre's arm and glided "may hack to the dale. A pent-up cry arose, hands were clap- ped. “The King has thrown the hand- kerchief, the King has thrown the handkerchief," was the dnging’ sen- tenceonthelipsotall. Gentlemen and ladies. nobles uni bourgeois alike, drew a. deep breath. Ah! the King had picked up the hand- kerchiefâ€"a neoond’s pm, the ”use in which a nation’s destiny may be decidedâ€"and then' the .King smilingly threw the handkerchief back, fair and true, at the audacious dancer. What would the King do? Would he recent or accept the challenge? A flush that into Louie’s face: Ma- dame colored over neck and uhoulders. she dropped her eyes. After one swift glance at His Mujeoty. Silence. ave for the dying lullehy of the music. Andre’- heart beat fast, but not so fast surely as was beating that ambitious heart of the huntress prisoned in its jewels and white satin. But it m not intended to reach him. The hnntreu had cslculated are. fully and the handkerchief lightly hit dioxins. "A forfeit, Vicomte," she said loud enough for ell to hesr, “I give you tit for at." end she pressed her own to her lips. and tossed It heck to him. Completely puzzled Andre obeyed n ln ; dram. His partner caught the handkerchief dexterously on her tun um was revudod by a ripple of de- llghud ltuxhter from the specuton. “Throw your handkerchief," came the not: commud. Imperceptibly Madame d'Etiolles in her minuet drew nearer and nearer to the King, who began to observe them closely. A gleam of animation crept into his face and the courtiers parted a little to permit His Majesty a better view of this dainty dancer. Covert whispers. knowing looks. eommenmd to run through the group. Yes, the King was distinctly interested. But the fair Diana paid no heed. She had only eyes for the superb oillcer in the scar lot and white of the Chevau-legers de la Garde, who was dancing as he had never danced bei’ore. “Rely on me‘ ed. The sorceress was right. Madame d'Etlolles danced divinely. She had been taught by the best masters, but it was only art that she owed to their science. The rest was her own. 7 “You did that to perfection," his partner whispered by the pillar. “You are a. man who understands women. end they are so rare. And now we will danee It you please." 7 “Mon Dion! what a figure! Who the devil ll she?” Andre hand one at the gentlemen of the Chamber mutter. 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We wish to inform you that we carry a full line of Pub- lic and High School Books a nd Supplies. We give special attention to this line of our business, and we respectfully solicit a share of your patronage. Runnyachamd '11:: caused by mam flleEY BROS. Kylle's 01d Stand ..GITY.. 1’. I. "run, Principu A Woman’s Back We ere prepered to make long on an and term property tron: either print. persons or Inning cempuies. a: any to desired, and in am to suite borrowers, with special privileges. You my pt, h instalments without increase in me 01 interest. Interest and mum pp- eble st our oflee. ~List¢n to “21" “It ha been said that a want ndvertisement h- : them-Ind eyes" It you are look. in; tor myone or anything. is it not better to “ploy a thomi cyt- than the await which you on. An an. in ' Daily Post Duh ‘ L... l -' A HONEY T0 LOAN AT mm CURRENT RATES ’Tho only upon-dots We all Omit. Works in the County. Intact “Ila lowest prices and best work. Coll see thopnoumtic tools at work. Got 0- prioo‘ botoro buying elsewhere. LINDSAY MARBLE WORKS 7: a. cmszns, Prop. Lindsay P.O. ' Auctioneer FOR rm: cocxnr OF Vlcroxn. Money to Loan on Real Estuo. l. J. momma, K.c., A. a. ram. I a. James A. nu. McLAUGHLIN. PEEL and FULTON. Seed lat-chant and M II . mug-u Implomeltl. 05!ng ' “umâ€"G‘m‘flnoum': w. rum. 1 n... -8 lo fin! It u 51003: a: .ucxsox. Man. a. ‘0». m 10" {h Mal M- Barristers. (Summers tn McSweyn 8: Smith}: Have private funds to loan at lowest possibfe ra‘tes. OFFICES-fippouite Pym Hotel: Kat-It. Lindsay. L Barrister. Solicitor. Noun Public, Real Estate Agent to. Representing Waterloo [11:29.1va 1:- mranee Company of Waterloo, the Fed- oral Life Insurance Company of Hon!!- ton, and the Dominion or Canada Gunm- tee and Accident Company of Toronto. once of Weldon 5.â€" Knight, Milne Block, Lindsay. Barristers. Solicitors ma Notaries. OFFICE: Comer [out Ind Willa-m. (Over Dominion Bunk, Linda”) FIE?“ asm, 0. L. s: CivflEngimmlhil I Dentist - Lindsay Member Rays! College Dental Surg. Ont. d All modern 1:031:63 in tin diluent epuhnonts o ntistry accent-l, pmticed. mu: OI REIT-OT. a mm. in: Don Nmm gunned. Craw- -’ Bridge“: alpucidty. Splendid fit I. mama. Nah-mm Di.- â€"A‘-â€"A‘- DR. NEELANDS raving, DENTISTS. JOSEPH .MEEHAN, was», n.......- ”a; was}. of Children. NOWuLOCATED AT JANETVILLB I. D. noon. um um. JAMES KEITH McDIARMID WEEKS Ereâ€"H, 3' -K‘NIGET: STEWART O’CONNOR, vâ€"vvvâ€"v-Iu' -. v.' v. 1 Formerly o2 Black-tack, Ont. canon: 0' Gum's mum-n $pocigrsttontion 7111 b: H.__ QOPKINS. Burl-um '5 mmcflk cl tho “SCREWED“ BARRISTBBS. Etc (Successor to Dr. Humid: Dms'r. nudge, 7:08pm. M ”M“ 31mm Hm AUCTIONEEBS DEN TISTBY PHYSICIANS 3mm. Linda