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He carefully wed so that he might face it, and if a swift rush were necessary not have me table between him and the road to fire are the papers,” She said 1,, ask a woman to do such a thing?” her passionless more}. iShteh hadfltlaken from a cup n e w _ will: betrayed no eagerness. but his l ”he said, “if you. 811'. will do me the fingers trembled and his heart thump- ed wildly as he looked them through by the dim light of the lantern. one i eye all the time watching the masked silo guessed the truth or was this dia- girl, who quietly kneeled damn by the tire with her back to him and began to blow on the embers with a bellows. “They are what you want. are they not?” she remarked over ‘her shoul- ier. “I believe so,” he answered as care- C on 9 w ' - 'f'o outw- .w a- v Q o {'41 0.- ' if ‘s i"‘ . . a"; I e? 74 - tuna Youcatchcoldeosilyorhecomerum. downhecausoofthoaftereffoctsofmslnfio. , Strengthen yourself with Scott': Emulsion. It builds new blood and tones up your nervous gytm ALL DRU‘OGISTS: 80c. AND CLOO. \ IV WYHOND ehntv. Copyright (nos) by G. P. Putnam’s Sons. mmxif it had not been for France he would have dung them at her and then strangled her on the spot. ’ “Before I wish you good-night,” he said after a pause, “will you do me the honor to remove your mask?” “Why?” She wheeled slowly, still on her knees. “Why does even an English officer She rose and umeclose to him. “I will take off my mask with pleasure," . honor to take off your cloak and share ; my supper.” ~ Andre could not check a start. Had helical coquetry? ' "Permit me,” she said softly, and be- fore he could move a finger she had ' wrenched his cloak asunder. “Ah!” she i cried. ”I thought so. A hero in the uni- form of a Chevau-leger do la Garde with a naked sword and 1â€"1:. womanâ€"- defenceless, alone. You an English oili- .â€" noois stain in: out the dead woman’s face as shexlay where he had left her-â€" a ride as of devil-tormented goblins through the pains of hellâ€"that was Andre’s recollection of his return until he dropped fainting within his. own Tfio flickering candles danced in his eyes as he opened them. “Bravo!” whispered a caressing yoico. “Bravo!" He was lying in a little vivandiere was him. , “Bravo!" she reapted. ."and now drink-drink!" She forced brandy. glorious and hot. down his throat. _ , “Ah!” He sat up. The horror was slowly‘ fading away. though‘ho could still see floating between her fhco'ano his that black cabin roaring red, and that outcast woman's face crushed into pulp beneath the iron of his horse's shoe. "The papers-the plans." he mut- tered. long chair and the kneeling beside “They are here," she waved them‘ softly, they were stained with blood. “Yes. we 'are savedâ€"France and the army and the King are saved and you . â€"-you have saved us." Andre smiled. letting his head drov- He was supremely happy. Denise would , hear of thisâ€"Deniseâ€"ah! “Come, my friend,” whispered, “look at yourself. It is too droll.”. He took the mirror from her and laughedâ€"laughed loud and long. Here was. indeed, a picture of a rufllan with a uniform torn and singed, the paint smeared over his cheeks, one sleeve cut away, and his left arm bandaged! Pah! that was where Statham had stabbed him. He would pay for it _to-l marrowâ€"no, to-dayâ€"to-day. “I found the papers when you faint- ed." said. the vivandlero. “I wept when I found them, for l was sick with fear that you had failed, and now. mon ami. I take them to Monseigneur lo Mare chill.” “Yes. Mademoiselle, they are yours.” Then Andre told his story while she listened eagerly. But he did not tell her all, for instinctively he felt some things he had discovered that night had better be locked as a secret in his own heart until he knew more. “I do not think that was ‘No. l01.”' she remarked thoughtfully. "But it is a pity you did not seeher face. Some day hereafter 'it might be useful to be able to recognize that woman.” “Perhaps so,” he assented; and he [.Iiolro heated at his feet, the autumn trees rustled a D0110“ pleasantness hand peace, and Denise standing be- ; noath the carve"I mantelpiece with -“DioulAVengei" inascroll ofgold above her-had him in her forgiving "RS! What was that? Hearse voices and. cries. the rush of feet, of horses. of wagons. and of guns, the rattle of the drums and the challenge of trumpets. Andre leaped . hung the window wide open. dawn was here. and bark. bark! Those are the silver trum- pets of the C suoleters do is Gal-do . do in liaison u Roi. The trumpets of the Guard calling as they called at Steinkirk. To horse! to box-he! And what is that away yonder through the pearly mist c" the morning out more in the enclosures and coo pices dripping in the dew of May? An. swering calls and tho feverish thud of drums. They are comingâ€"the white- coated Austrian hounds and the red- coated English dogs! They are coming! To horse! to horse! For today we must fight for the honor of Franceâ€" flght that we may have the play prom- ised to the army by the actresses of the Theatre Francais when Monselg- neur the Marechal de Ssxe has won yet another victory for His Majesty. l the vivandierc , Well Beloved. Ah. they shall see. those English dogs ,what lies in the hearts and swords of the nobles of the Guard. Fontenoy! Neither they nor we will ever forget Fontenoy. CHAPTER X. The dull boom of a gun away on the l i right greeted Andre as he hung him- self into the saddle, and the trumpets were echoing all along the line from the citadel of Anthoin over the slopes on which the brigaded army lay right up to the forest of Barry which cover- ed the French left. A plumed officer galloped up to him. It was the Cheval- ier do St. Amant. “The Dutch and the Austrians," he ' cried, "are concentrating opposite us on our right, but the centre of the at- tack will he"â€"â€"he waved his sword northwards 'of Fmtenoyâ€"“the English form the enemy’s right flank" “And the Maison du Roi?” . “Will make the third line of the cavalry behind the carbinee‘rs and the foot guards yonder. But you are wound- ed, Vicomte?" “A scratchâ€"nothing at all," Andre ' replied brusquely. The Chevalier looked at him, smiled. honors today. We shall not be wanted at all.” “Do not be too sure," Andre said quietly. And the Chevalier nodded in agreement before he spurred on. to carry a message to the lung, who with Monsieur lo Dauphin is watching the fight near the Hermitage of Notre Dame dos Bois. Boom! boom! on our front at last. Those are the English iield~pieces be- ginning to reply to the salute we have been lavishly doling out. They lire well. those English artillerymon, and their shots eomo‘plumping into the en- trenchmonts and crashing into the for- llist. The men begin to drop in the first no. “book at that fool De Grammont.‘ Andre muttered, pointing with his sword. An officer on a white charger was galloping to and fro in front of his regiment of guards, encouraging them in this gallant madcap fashion to keep steady under the ever-increasing ilre. "By God! he's down." he exclaimed as he saw the white horse stumble and fall. struck by a six-poundor; and friendly arms are carrying his shatter- ed rider dying to the rear. “Poor De Grammont!" said St. Ben‘ oit. wiping away a tear, “never again will his hot-headed chivalry lead us into a devil’s trap as at Dettingen." ' And he was right. De Grammont. who had mined a French army on the Maine. had fought his last fight that morning. for a cannon-ball had smash- ed his thigh. "Drums! English drums!" Andre cried excitedly. "They are advancingâ€" can’t you hear 'em‘.’ We may he need. ellâ€"thank God! we may be needed "0'." Below and across the roar of the guns, through the dirty smoke blended with the last wisps of the pearly mist, throbs in a glorious challenge the solemn tuck of English drums and the marching call of English trumpets. They are coming on now. Can we not see the flutter of English colors and the flash of light on epaulet and sword? “A noble sight that!" muttered St. Benoit with a catch in his throat. “They are fit for gentlemen to cross swords with." said the generous An- dre. ”i hope they'll last till we can meet them as they deserve." Through the smoke they could both make out how the cavalry had fallen to the rear and the infantry was calmly advancing across the plain in two long lines with the Hanoverians stepping Women Who Wear Well. 'rnrsncnns It is astonishing how great a change a . .__._. " few years of married life often make in the appearance and disposition of many women. The freshness. the charm, brilliance vanish like the bloom from a pooch which is rudely handled. The matron is only a dim shadow. a faint echo of the charming maiden. There are two reasons for this change. ignorance and neglect. Few young women appreciate the shock to the system through the change which comes with marriage and motherhood. 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Should he run her through at once or strangle her for an execra- tie traitress? The woman betrayed neither fear nor interest. She seemed to have forgotten his presence. ‘Are you ‘No. 101'?" he asked at last “Oh, no." She was laughing softly. “I an only herâ€"agent.” ",Then the traitâ€"then she is a wom- an." "'Yes." She stood up and shook some Cinders from her cloak. “Yes. she is a man." And Andre knew she was ly- kg The fingers on his sword relaxed. Kill her he could not-yet. Depart he could notâ€"yet. For he was in the grip of a weird fascinationâ€"of a secret “use mystery numbed his senses. .. “It is marvellous," he muttered, “but Vignglish army thanks ‘No. 101’ and "'Yes.” she answered indifferently, it IS marvellous, but the English army 3 nothing to her nor to me. For my- 181 I detest the English officers, but lire you, sir, I simply do as I am bid. Give me the gold and I will wish you good-night.” Thesoldz English gold! Pest on it! The vxvandiere and he had thought of ”withing but that. The perspiration "filled on to his forehead. He grasp- ed his sword and took a step towards the doorway, Iwas given no gold," he said brus- W? and waited with drawn breath. 7‘0?" She shrugged her shoulders tomshed him by kneeling down and faking up the bellows. “It is like 15h officers to buy secrets and not 137 for them.” “Yam are unjust i. the English.".he the madness that intoxicates the heart and ennobles the soul. Dutch and Aus- trians have twice faced this hellish fire and twice recoiled, but these English will come on; they said they would storm the entrenchments on the left, and get to them they will. for a prom- ' ise is a promise. and they have Eng- lish gentlemen to lead them. For a time they are lost in the smoke and the roar and the gentle folds of the slope. “They are broken," cried St. Benoit. "Well. they did their best, but it's a pityâ€"n “Broken! by God!" burst out 'Andre. "look thereâ€"they've done itâ€"done it findâ€"0| A cry has risen from the French ranks. a cry of rage and dismay and ‘ c” I ' ' “$23330“ had suddenly lifted, cut C A RBI A. G E WORKS. asunder by the flashes of the guns. and it revealed a superb spectacle. Not a First class Buggies and Wag. gens kept in stock. or of France and the King.” She half-carried him to the bed. The Whole front and there “'35 3° time 10 flame-red pictures of the night keptll waste. shooting through a blackness of pain ' With the Chevau-legers de la. Garde ' . ' ' St. Be oit. in his eyes. How tired and weak he Andre found ll .. was. From far away a trumpet note! “Where the devil have you been? rang. a drum throbbed, a snatch ofE his friend demanded. "We looked for revelling song bubbled mockingilr up: i is: 332%);9: #3:; 215133;; cmnftte “Two assignations," Andre laughed. .Oflice cf Weldon Knight, Milne Block Lindsay. ' BARRISTEIS. Etc. uniform and himself. “You will not escape,” he said with set teeth, "and I have the papers.” “Pooh!" she flicked her cloak in his face. A loud rapping on the outer door. “Enter." she called. “Enter, Captain Statham, the door is not bolted." Captain Statham! They had met again and not in the salon of a wom- an of pleasure. Andre laughed aloud. The latch was being lifted. It was now or never. Twisting his cloak round his left arm as the Spaniard does in a duel with knives, in a trice Andre, sword in hand, was over the table with the spring of a cat. When he had punished the traitress he would deal with Captain Statham. But the wom- an was too quick for him. The legs of the table met him in the stomach and sent him staggering back. Through the sickeningpain he could hear her soft laugh of victorious contempt. A crash. She had hurled the lamp to the floor and was past him, missing his sword point by just half an inch. The blade quivered in the woodwork. Half-mad. he grabbed at her maskâ€"it came oilâ€"but she was gene. “We shall meet again,” she called, "your business and mine I hope does not end here." A spurt of flame shot into his eyes. The oil of the exploded lamp had set the dry, rotten timbers ablaze and the kitchen was alight. Quick as thought Andre hurled himself after the girl. She had doubled to the rightâ€"there was another door as be guessed leading to the backâ€"she was through it and he after hbi‘, snatching ‘ at her figure in the pitchy darkness. ‘For two seconds he held her cloakâ€" she twisted out of itâ€"and he fell back with a curse against the wall. She had escaped. ; And now the flame from the kitchen revealed Captain Statham standing in the front doorway, stupefied, his eyes glaring like a madman’s. With a cry he flung himself on Andre. A cold pain in his left armâ€"Andre was stabbedâ€".-but this was no moment for vengeance, only for flight, for on his escape hung the safety and honor of France. He fluted. Ah! that surely was a stroke rushed into the open at the back. To s. a find his horseâ€"to find his horse! whozotiiem, the English.” she said i: "I have 88;? her,” 'he gear-d Straitharlr; 'm‘m ng roun . cry as he w pped roun e ca 11. M silence broken only by the would be a race across the clearing he" MS of the bellows. Pity, fear, now, for Statham’s companion must be “Matisse: bargains “.332? sewage: sleet: . r ' red m1 flesh and blood or a devil day "in this grisly thicket. What if his “manuffiml, b k"” be horse were not there? Two to one then. Wed. want the papers ac - Bah! should he turn to meet them as . "Th e . it was? No, the papersâ€"the papers ‘0 y are not mlne to 85k. I was tald firstâ€"vengeance wouldflnow later_ e- them to you; keep them." For one second Andre crouched be- ”he or Contemnt‘in be: voice. stone 5 hind the hut. Ah! there was his horse :â€"’there was the other officer twenty paces off. Could he do it? He must. “Jesu!” came the words in the voice of George Onslow as Andre doubled round the corner. “it is the Vicomte. , Statham; we are betrayed. This way P ‘ ' ' for God’s sakeâ€"ha!” N. NGLE Crack went Onslow’s pistol. Anglre ; had leaped across the clearing. He ad guarante‘e,d j missed, but 'the flash almost smged Andre’s hair. One slash of his sword and his horse was free. “Good-night, gentlemen," he shouted ' ori us bravado. “We shall meet tggocgrow? Mes saluts et en revoxr!” In went.th_e spurs and his maddened horse was bursting through the wood. ’ 195‘" yn 6 . ’ . o the vivandiere was right. The CGP‘YOUâ€"You- . - added to himself, 'I shall see it before and galloped away. ' v: ”is was a complete p1“ of the She had slipped from his Side. Th 1 die. It is written in the stars.” For ,It was past seven o'clock. Andre 33: gfid‘fivgm‘mfin‘; “deg: t , ch encampment. marking accur- . . the curious thought haunted his mind paused to cast a hasty eye out towards . - EXOI‘CI” 390 h‘ m the pesitions of each battalion agnwtllgmme smoking lantern was be. that if he had seen that woman’s face Msuhray and .Veyon. whence the £06 3i"! " “and" to Should” Mt ‘ k.’ and Civil " 01:3 ‘ ’ ‘ each battery and in the corner ; .. ' - .. he would never have returned. Yet Can must come. Around him stair oilicers ‘9'» 30‘ ‘ We. the W M Slat... Pencils, m . . :o :4 19d drawn in blood a curious signâ€" i PlonSiemhle Vâ€"‘comte de Nemc’kShe tain Stath'am had seen it: suddenly centered this way and that; hoarse or- ”In!“ in “'0 1°"! ”“3 00m“ on “3 P PW ‘mndfid to- Box 7 ' y we crossed daggers with 101 inserted Emerge“ "man m ”’3 e a his cry. his lock in that narrow pas ders were being shouted. regiments the music of its drums; today these Erasers. etc. :9 ' in the gaps: Andrgslammed the door behind him sage, rose before him. ‘Was it what he were falling in, deploying, lining the English 6°83 will achieve the, impos- q p v “Traitress” he swore "Your last hour had seen which had shot Such awful entrenchments. one. two, three. deep. sible if they am But can they. Surely b s O has come": ' . fear and horror into his eyes? Could Everywhere the strenuous confusion not. From Fontenoy 51"le "39 can- * "‘ She .ed at him calmly “Listen .. it be that the girl in the mask wasâ€" and fierce excitement of an army hur- 3038. from Eu roar our Sims. taking STATIONERY, '4 9 she 33.53.715.35. Monsieur sp'y Tomor- ah! he must wait before the question riedly preparing for battle. Over the them in dank “4 in front, there are 9 row on will bé shot by the Englishâ€" was answered. ‘Ana the answer would plain hung a soft grey mist gently roll- gaps in the filesâ€"they 010813. 8 hideous SOUVENIR GC ODS , a‘ "‘ and {h papers”â€"she laughedâ€"“will certainly come. That too was written ing up as the day grew, but dimly in rentâ€"it ‘8 Medial)» like 3 great 810“- ' LEIGH R. KNIGHT, " ~ still heIp towards the ruin of France.” in the stars. the distance. past the enclosures and letuvzlaventhey 1'12;th males to marre- always new and Barrister. Solicitor, Km ' ' ‘ And e halted shar 1 What was tha‘ “And now sleep, Vlcomte,” his com- . the copplces in the midst of which the S 5 e S 9303- 0 “K can 3 09 em, ”We. Real Esme Agent to. :3. outside? Horse hoof: In the clearingâ€": panion whispered. “In 10‘" hours the' wrecked hamlet of 3°"me still not all 0;: guns in Eugfiflm‘fn‘. up-to-date. Representing Waterloo Mutual Fire‘ Ir ‘ V ' 3 two horses! The English ofllcers were dawn will be here. A battle is at hand. 5 5310““ sullenly in the raw 811'. troops 2:5,;3md383' Tfrgight‘ lacuna finance Company of Waterloo, the Fed- ‘ .3 it sent an icy shiver through him, this here and he was trapped, trapped, as fall: 3351:: 01:10:! I? gisrtnr‘gs fifggtégr 112:9 s Egggyeneggtgygg ”5:13:25 threats; of our artillery and the muzzles ' 2;! flfihlfgfifiofo?my Of Hell!- God lived, by a woman who flouted his ) . It was to be an mesault along the of our muskets. madâ€"msdâ€"mad. but "[ley BROS tee’an d Accident Com P31 fanatic“? 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Hullo! nothingâ€"nothingâ€"l will not do for you What's that?" if I can serve you, for I am gratefulâ€" The, guas from the citadel and the more grateful than a woman can say." redoubts on the slopes had begun in A cushion was slipped under his neck. real earnest; answered as yet feebly Two soft arms enfolded him for a brief from the enemy's left. St- BGDOIt and second. "The lips, Vicomte;” came the Andre trotted forward to make. the posi- caressing chantâ€"“the lips that a king ' glen out. , has kissed salute you." His head rested, “Mark you there!” cried St. Benoit. on 'her breast. “Adieu!" She had van “Those are English cavalry forming up ished and his numbed senses ebbed ' ”and seeâ€"see! There come the Nd- sway into an‘enchauted oblivion. Th9. coated ’blackguards behind 'em. By SEALY soils is + “m â€" - ' B'GMNNIS "Do imagine, th will da t march {gages thejplainei’n the toes: of Covered Whole Head and Neck After an Attack of Measlesâ€"Hair All . our artillery?” Andre asked. 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I consider myself cured. » 1 will see for himself, and as he is car- may be turned, and here he holds the We are cure, in themajority tie of muskets crackled up from the leftâ€"the skirmishers. the Pandours and Grassins are out. and every min- ute it is hotter and hotter work; the I smoke drifts up, and through it they ‘ Down rolls the smoke waftin .. - . , g in sullen 1,93,34ng ggféjgegg‘fgflgsfifh‘gfl; I clouds, shrouding the slope and the en- goreg about 83 large as a penny. They l Closures, only brOken by flulfl pulls of were just as thick as they comd be. My ’ air or torn by red dashes and the dull hair all came out. I let the trouble run 5 plunge of the round shot. Yet this is a used one bottle ofCu icu " - one box of CuticuraOitntmrgnmgé ' ried along he “CR“ 8. leaden bullet for cakes of Cuticurafioap.‘ I think its" mm his 1‘5““ thirst. The fire of splendid medicine, and 1 mm it , battle glows .in . those eyes which whenever I can. Mrs. Henry Pm. E Adrienne Locouvreur and so many women have adored, and it inspires Maisonrhdu Roi lan}? his reserves in or cases, to - leash. ose Eng is are such stubborn disfiguringrtfgfig devils when they are in the stomach and other human for a tussle at hand grips. We must be 01' mmnts- Children. ready even for miracles. and adults when passed. The “WANTEDâ€"T HIDES AND“ BARK n. a. m. can Leather Co., of Lindsay, will pay HIGHEST CASH PRICE f or HIDES, “It lookalike 13.”.St. .B'enoit replied smiling. “And so much the better." can catch glimpses of red-coated in- fantry falling in. company on company. battalion upon battalion, in the rear of Had Nofffectâ€"Sufi‘ered 5Months the covering squadrons or horse. Ha! our guns up here have chimed in now, and already there are empty saddles in CURED IN 3 WEEKS BY the dragoons so placidly arrayed amongst the lanes and enclosures, but ‘ those stoliddslanders mind it as little liq-us. takin the doctor's blood rem- :mere relude u here. thou h on our ““5 and "4%me °3 5‘1". b“ it did i right the engagelinent has reaglly begun. not seem to get any better. It stayed “Mon i d 11'" his that way for about six months; than I sesneur. - poor 9' ' 'u ' got a set of the (5mm 3mm pered St. Benoit, but what a spirit. and in about a. week I noticed ' big Yes. that is Monseigneur lo Mare- diil'erence, and in weeks it m‘ can! de we, carried in a wicker litter, well entirely and I have not had the for he cannot sit his horse. He is dy- "OUble any more. and as this was seven, ing of dropsy is Monsoigneur, but he Neb.. Aug. 25, 1906." ever“);l man_ondwhom h‘isagllance hfalls. ' 'sof ofconneuoean mis eas FACIAL HUBIORS I he issues his orders, serene, majestic, A E l and watchful. No troopts in itihe world cne Clem ° g“; rm ' can ever force this en renc ed camp 5’ d'l 28R“! 0 , he is thinking, and before death takes pee I y Ude by 5 him he will win another great victory Cuticura. i for his master, King Louis. Northwards W b h ‘73. , , of Fontenoy is where he mostly prefers “gar? aatus tith Cologne Soap, and to stay. for this is the critical place ' W ca 10“ 1g engf‘g‘fi': 89:31:10; where by a miracle the French position Skin Cure. speedily An hourâ€"another Chevalier emerges from the drifting smoke with welcome news. ' t d , “The finstrians and Dutch are re- GOSWGQ.” sospeedil' ed'ectivef, tiring.“ e as . “ an on not hear Another pistol-shot and they were after Presenting. Purifying. mil Wyinor their drums be’asting to rzdorm? Dowu him, but he had a good start and he ‘he “he “‘9- ’mr» and mile-"J th he handled themsoroughly knew that no beast alive could over- as 50ml! the urpooesofthembath. $3369 h? t cover huddled haul the beautiful blood mare he had » an e? '9 ”“8“ . behind Bourgeon. Their horse is bought in England. A roar of flame be- hind himâ€"the crack of the woodâ€"two pistol bullets singing through the swirl- ing raw airâ€"a ghastly vision of that half-naked man and woman in the her- ror, of the clotted zrass.-his home’s 'broken and tumbled up. and the plain is littered .with their dead. They won't trouble as much more.” ' _ “ltwinbothessme here. wom - luck.” St. Benoit grumbled. “Those . cursed willie-2mm Mara all the ‘ Bridger-6m. ing for anyone or anythin . is i not better to employ a thousaid eye: than the mere pair which you own! An advt. in The Daily Post meets the cyst“ at least coon readers ever. u . . - ' HEEEPSKINS, LAMBSKINS, TALLOW and BARK.- Oflicc and warehouse at Wellington-at