Peat my ne es Het ae -- a... + "The rain Is only occasional drops, Preston," Gillian says, impatiently, "and the rain and the wiad will do me good! Give me my furs, please." "But you won't walk far all alone, ma'am?" implores Preston, who waiting- entered a Deane's = tig a is now--to he str --as aiecticuate and Soneiderate aa the faithful Susan -Nipper ever was to gentle Florence Dom legs "You won't go out in them lonel 7 woos, or anrr tare far out = ache. will you, ma'an ?" she ges. "Let me come with or een call of you, do, please." "T am not ee beyond. 'the shrub- answers rather you, Miss Deane; The cold wind blows in her face, and one rain patters down now and again from but Gillian feels the sympathy of the storm, with the surging ind beating of the other storm pent within her breast, as she walks to and fro in sheltered shrubbery paths, and wind owls through the bare woodlands beyond, and breaks in a tempest of sound arid the, thick- clothed boughs of the great laurels and hollies, and laurestinas © that ekirt the lawns "He insulted me, cruelly, needlessly insulted me," she says over and over to herself in mournful repetition, trying to persuade herself she is strong in pride ard indignation against him. "My love wags a valueless, worthless -- to him from the first. He never nted it, he aever wanted me. That wretched money tempted him awhile at --he WAS 8O yroor. h, George! | would have given you world, if I. had it, for the least little bit of your love, and ihought noth- ing of the gift! But non» money could tempt him to carry out the decerp- tion. | am glad of that, though I might have married him happy in my delusion. He could have c wee me ly. [I would have t& u glad to be deceived. | might have been his wife a few short happy months or years, and then died. and never known that he never cared for me!" At thig point, the who has come out to nerve herself for cold, proud decision in her future conduct toward the man who has well-nigh broken her heart, fnds hereelf shedding weuk, piteous tears over the fancies of that sweet im- possible future which her words have conjured us am weak, am a foul, lam a mean, poor, cra Bie thing?" Gilllan says, furiously, the hot blush of an- ger and shame drying the tears on her pale cheeks. "{ cannot have one atom of pride and self-respect!" and the tears start once more and blind her as she walks on hurriedly, scarce seeing whither she is going. "He never cared for me! Never! Never! Is not that enough that I menage still i hin and grieve for miserable, craven- ne ein, 'that lam! Oh, (ieorge! Oh, Geor And thon the ¢ 'poor, craven-splrit- ed girl" pauses just by that white gate in the shrubbery where she had parted from him that morning long ago, and looks sown the long \ista : the loncly woodlant road with wistful, hopeless eyes. The winds roar and rage through the trees in billows of dreary sound, the coldand gloom of the storniy eveniug sur- round her like a pall, the elull rain mingles with the tears that wet her sad, fair little face. Alone i the worli--unioved, prized, uncherished, "Ah, what shall | be at fifty Should nature keep me alive, If I find the world so bitter When I am but twenty-five?" sings the poet. 'And alas! and alus! for the wear- isome desert of life, when the rose- ate mirsge of morni«zyg is gone, and all of ita fuir illusions and golden pases =high as heaven-- are vat way before the eyes of "aweet--and--twenty." ube An neanwhte, through the misty, orm) afternoon, George re- terbite from Darragh, along the nar- ; moutitain road that winde past the uplands and the coverts 4nto the Mount Ossory w 8. He has been spending a few hours in the society me his friends-- Cap- tain Patrick Lacy and hie pit he wedded wis in that comfortable home which ao canes love has already created for ; her beloved out of the scant mater- fale at her command. It ils true the TO CURE A COLD IN ONE DAY. Take Laxative Bromo Quisine fets. All cruggiets refund the moage if it falls Lo cure. LE Grove's ag: wature 2 -- ae iy. on The Coming of Gillian A Pretty Irish Romance. the storm-rent clouds, | Rase44552225 FEFSSELEESS | ESSE DEO PEFS + new .married couple are very poor --poorer lL: money than ever Cap- tain Lacy knew himeelf to be in the whole course of his tmpecunious life. They are so very poor that the gallant ex-captain of lancers is grateful and full of wonderment at possessing the simple comforts of lile sd simple dally existence. r Anne's deft fingers and clever hieaiin, her abilities and shrewdness, mental and physical resources, are all ut the utmost strain of their capa- citles "to love and to cherish" hiin tuken pntil death Ft, sparsely-furnished rooms of the oid cxustie are pbeautified, and uot revolutionized, as a vulgar taste would make them; they are adorned with Anne'a few dainty belongings, and Anne's faultless taste, and Anne's artistic ideas, and the result is that Captain Lacy's homd is one no man need be ashamed that friends or ac- quaiitatoos should see, in which no gentleman should sigh with regret to gee his wife installed ; and a wife like Anne no man on earth could feel ashamed to own. Anne is a. gentle- woman In every inetinet of dress and deportment : Aune is comely, grace- ful, and well-bred; Anne ie growing handeomer, fairer, brighter, more gracious and winning in manner siuce she married the man she adores. That Anne is clever in management h Anne is u brilllant housewlfe, "a woman behing a faculty," ae Amer- icans say, may be -ensily guessed, That wank an. wife is a treasure of trensures to a very poor, very [as- tidioug gentlemun, may be easily guess™] Iikewiee, So that George, sitting down with his friends to their simple early din- ner, is scarcely surprised, however much he muy admire Mrs. Lacy"s sur- roundings. She presides at the daintily tnid table like a duchess--- except that duchesses are not often girl . £0 graceful, s Wel bred, an:l so happy --and looks Ike a woman in a picture in her well-made black velveteen gown, her frezhiy-folded white lace searf, with a cluster of pale golden crocuses in her brooch. And that simple early dinner of 'roast mutton and vegetabies, and a morsel of succulent entree and a dainty pudding, and a tottle of cheap nnd good claret, is a feast in its ap- petizing perfection. dinner that, on my honor, didn't cost five shillings, wine and all!' Lacy tells George im- pressively afterwards. "By Jove, I think sometimes Anne's a witch," he vontinues, with the uxorious pleasure which admiring husbands take in brngging of their wives to chosen friends. "I don't know how it's done, Fo don't ask me, George; but on my honor, Anne has kept house for us both, and the servant maid, for three weeks on five pounds! Sir Harry gave us seventy-five pounds, my quarter' 8 salary, in advance, when Wwe) were murried, ani of course Igave it to Anne to lay out to the best advan- tage, and 'she divided it into four sums--twenty pounds to. be pald to Mathers, that confounded tailor eliow--he"s been getting awfully troublesome, and ITowe him two hun- dred--twenty pounds latd aside to pay sad | pleas- ; for extras, reut, wine and clothes, and fifteen to me and twenty to her to keep house on for a quarter of a yenr. What do you think of that for flnanelal arrangements, my boy ? Lacy asks, exultingly, '"'Why, with that sort of management, and the money | ehall get--my commutation allowance--lI shall be ont of debt in a few yenre--perhaps three years if we are very careful, Anne says," "You are a jucky fellow," George says, briefly, with a deep sigh. 'Well for you you 'did not find out the mis tnke you were making when it wue too late." "Take warning, then," Lacy eurtly, but laughing. But Anne @ays more than this, and when her hugband has ridden away oft business to a distant farm, she sits beside. George and talka to him long. and kindly, and earnestly, as a sister ; might epenk. U'll do everytuing you Anne," George enya, on *"T owe you more than, that all your years of kindness ta ine in the days when you were my one confidante." "T had this in my mind, too, when I --when my husband and i--wrote that letter to you begging you to come home,', Anne éays, laying nod white hand, with.it# soft, cool meric touch, on his. "TI thought "aot , only. of. your reconcilintion with your er. father, Beosee the poor, erring fa who wronge! you and loved you 'all your life--but I says, tell ime, kly of your reconciliation Atte the dear, gentle little girl who loves you so a and so truly, and who never wronged you in deed ot word." " But dai pL fa pda " ed and = hair. Abo the up to the Fagg nh Ps falr face. * I don't sce how. ee ee eee ° friend and : { thought, too, BN. get over the I épcatint her last. night, re me all the wel- without one you wonder re that ?" Anhe questions, with a smile and a sigh. | Is only women, then, who feel '* Love is not love Which alters wien it alteration finds, Or bends with the removal to re- move; Oh, no! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; « It is aod eed to every wandering barq whee worth' 5 unknown, nithough his height be taken George laughs and flushes -- #6 men do when they confess honest emotion of Sentarhioen: "No, indeed, Anne:' he says, wely, bat talking huskly, and and fingering his hat' terv- "Other people beside you, Gilllan and Wiil about the mark,' and the guiding ; I 'assure you they- do, Mre. Lacy. "IT am giad of that, and I quite be- Neve it," Mre. Lacy answers softly. "Are you going back to Mount Os- sory now, George'? Good-bye, -then, and ¥ t wishes go with you. And, George, you will remember what you promised me" Gillian has a great deal to forgive, and you your- self have heaped up the difficulties in the way. Remember, George !" "Oh, yes, I will remember," George says, smiling and grasping Anne's hand fervently.; " romise every- thing, Anne. Patience and 'tender- ness and huinllity. ll eat humble pie lavishly, Anne, [ yow, and never wince at it, I deserve to have it to t? With which cheerfui assurance, and looking very brave, and bright, and honest, George bids his friend good- bye, and sets out to walk back to Mount Ossory in the stormy, murky afternoon, with the light of a true and tender purpose in his blue eyes, and the warinth of a tender, re- morseful love in his heart. "I will do allI can to make amends; I have offended her deepiy, I know," George says to himself, contritely, as he strides along. * a 1 favor fore I apvlogized to behavior last night. unkind, and ungentlemanly, in to be honest. I'll apologize my knees if she likes, to my dear little girl--my dear, insult- ed little girl!--if I can only get the chance." H» instinctively hurries breathing quicker at the "She may have left since been at Mount Ossory ; but she wouldn't have been in time for the steamer to-day, I know, and if she las gone I'll go after her to Bally- ford," he core. "I may see her in that room where I met her first--my gentle little darling. There was love or me in her sweet eyes from the first moment we met. I have been a fool, and I have blundered, and I have done wrong, but I'll try and amends to her at least as man can!" George says, faster, with bent head against blast, in vain to retard him. be patient and gentle as I promised Anne, even if Gillian is A RAILWAY MAN. Extraordinary Unpleasant Symp- toms of Kidney Trouble in This Case. I was rude, Tortured by alt Kinds of Paius and Aches He Tries Everything, but Fails to Find Reliet Tilla Krieud Advises Him to Use Dodd's Kidney ePlls--UThey have Made «a Weil Man of Him and He Is Grateful. Ottawa, Ont., Mareh 31.--(Specia!) --Frank Chartrand, a railway man, whose whome iv at No. 130 Little Chaudiere street, has acknowledged that Dodd's Kidney Pills have done more for him than anything else in the world ever done. He says: "| suffered with backache, and was always drowsy and had a very heavy feeling in my limbs. "I had frequent severe headaches and more times very siiarp pains in the top of my head, which gave me much ee, iu my work. "My lingers would cramp and J would have an uneasiness in my legs and occasional pains in the loins. "[ was dizzy in spelis and short of breath. If 1 ate a heariy meal I would have a pain in my left side. My appetite would 'sometimes be very good and sometimes | couldn't eat anything. , 7 "| had a constant soreness and tenderness over the spine and tired feeling in the region of my kidneys. "1! suffered quite a Little with drag gt: ig, heavy feeling across the loins. "Dodd's Kidney Pills were recom- mended to me by a friend of mine who had been cured, and I began to use them. "Almost from the start I began to feel the wonderful improvement. which continued as the treatment proceeded, till the unpleasant symp- toms had 'one by one entirely disap Kidney Pills have worked a wonderful cure in my case and cannot meek too highly of this great _-- good remedy hat Dodd' 8 Kidney Pus have done tar Mr. Chartrand they have done for thousands of others, and theyll do the rege for you if you give them a chanc There 'are many 'railway men in Canada to-day who find Pold's Kid- ney Pills in b<pue 'dey ar' ay railway man's surest and best mtant vibrationfen trains A ee Peas hard on the tan Pitts pote tet er fn de tters Gearee, etn. ie bronze 4 tawny me oer well and able to ¥ very morntal: and bas harden her tender heart very st a PH bog patient Aranterte sire oses to me. T'll speak bum- a left the Ballyford this fery evening, and--"' He is within three or four yards o the white cate leading into tie sheab- bery, and there, leaning against the Lyin figure in manti>, cte eep bank and its growth of rho- dodendrones just before ler. and quite unconectous in the noises of the howling wind and rostling foll- age of his approaching footsteps. And thie is how George "humbly asks her forgiveness. He gete over a pa ctndd beg space between them long atrides, and is close poutde fe fh three sec- onde of time. And then the dark, startled eyes meet hie in a half-terrified flash of recognition. There ts a pause for per- hape two-or three rapid heart-beats, and then---- "The spirits rushed together the touching of the Ii George claps his little sweetheart in his arms with quite ferocious sud- denness, and reproaches or apol- ogies, ail words of rebuke or contri- lon, any lx be indeed even thought of by either, are stifled out of existence by a score of mutual kisses. wRS 3 at and So that when ehe is at last. re- oar she has no breath to speak ew moments, and when she can pane, Gillian puts up her hands to her face, fair and roey flushed as a wild apple blossom, and utters her words of cold, dignified repulsion to the lover who has offended her pride so deeply. . "Dearest Beoege." sne says, smiling and trembling, and looking up at him with radiant eyes, "I didn't think it was you; I never heard you coming, my darling." It is just as well, periaps, that love should laugh at lovers' broken vows 28, sometime CHAPTER XLIX. What matter lowerlng skies, and moaning winds, and drifting rains, when it 1s summer in one's heart and ull the birds are singing and all the roses of Iife are blooming? When one's path stretches on through a fair, Imaginary land--a narrow, flow- er-bordered way, fragrant, warm and 'cua where only two can walk side b The "nights is closing in, dark and wet and tempestuous, when Gillian and her lover quit the rain-drenched shrubberies and the damp avenues, and 'sveddened lawns, through which they have been wandering for the last two hours, unheeding wind and weather, wrapped up in each other's society and conversation--vague and very disconnected, and very cgotis- 'tical, as that conversation certainly would sound to unprejudiced .ears-- glad and gay, and warm with the vital warmth of happy pulses in spite of the chill northwest wind and the dropping rain It is half- -pust six when they fin- aliy return to the house, with Gil-' lian's sealskin and George's ulster in a rather soaked condition; with muddy boots and rain-drops on Gil- lian's short curls and George's big moustache, but with gay voices, und radiant eyes. and warm, flush- ed faces. Oh, life in life's early sum- mer! Oh, youth! Oh, love Ten minytes' hurried sufficient, however, to make iant eyes, and smiling lips. and deli- cate, rose-flushed complexion look all the lovelier in a handsome gown of rich black silk, with black lace ruffles and jet stars, and then Gil- lian comes downstairs softly and shyly. and comes -into the dining- roony, a very shy. fair maiden, con- scious through ail her glad throb- bing pulses of presence--her Jlord and master--with his keen blue eyes fixed on her with a hidden wreiie. George has made himself neediess- iy beautiful and fascinating In a well-cut black coat, and dark gray trousers, in place of bis. rough ul- ster and muddy legging His bright hair is ccimiy golden and shining, his handsome mous- tache, his splendidly-sha hea and throat. are quite sufficient em award him the palm for good Icoks even among good-louvking big men, withont even the addition of his symmetrical limbs, and his bold, bright face. But there is even more than that, this evening, for those shy, brown eyes to admire and delight in. The few months of travel and mingling with social equals and su- periors have brushed off rustic shy- ness, and given him more self-pos- session, and a. better tone and bear- ing; and, beside this--since last year George has learned the tenderest, as well as the fiercest. pasbions of the heart--has learned, by bitter expe- rience, what love, and hate, trief, and despair mean, and this teaches a man more ina year than he could learn in a lifetime without his graduating in that bitter, school. And now, since Inst night, though he will pot acknowledge it fully, even to himself or the friends who re- joige with him, a gallin load, ernel weight bas been lifted off his heart. and he holds his head higher, and his smile is brighter, and his yoies gayer, and his thoughts kinder, nnd his words mors gentle a RH the world aronnd him. (To be Cconthiandy Stops the Cough and Works Off the Cold. Laxative Bromo-Quinine Tablets cure nw cold in ene day. No Cure, No Pay. Priee 25 cents. One negated miy "Ot make a sum- mer, but a a Ry Sehopoar can make a apring. and , People Feel Weak, Easily Tired and Out of Sorts, You Must Assist Nature in Overcom= ing This Feeling Before the Hot Weather Months Arrive. It is important that youshouldbe -- healthy in the pepe The hot sum- -- mer is com and you pass strength, vigor aes vitality to re- si-t it. The feeli of weakness, pression and feebleness which you su'ler from in spring is debilitating and dangerous. You have been in- doors a good deal through t win- ter months, haven't taken the usuat mount of exercise perhaps, your blood issluggishand impureand you need a thorough renovation of the en- tire system. In other words you need a thorough course of Dr. Wil- liams' Pink Pills. If re try them you 'will be surprised to note how vigorous you begin to feel, how the du:il lassitude disappears, your step ecomes elastic, the eye brightens and a feeling of new strength takes the place of all *previcus {feelings Thousands have proved the truth of these words and found renewed health througti* the 3 use of these pills ig spring time. Oné of the many is Cassie Way, of Picton, Ont. says: "A few years ago I was cured of @ very severe an rolonged at- tack of dyspepsia through the use of Dr, Williams' Pink Pills, after all other medicines. I had tried falfled. Since that time I have used the pHis in the spring as a tonic and blood builder and find them the best medi- cine I know Of for this purpose. Peo- ple who feel run down at this time of the year will make no nilstake using Dr. Williams' Pink PLls." These pills are not. a_purgative medicine and do not weeny ag oct purgatives do. They are a tonic their nature and strengthen from frat dose to4ast. They are the best medi- cine in. the world for rheumatism, eclatica, nervous troubles, neuraigta, ind fon, anaemia, heart troubles, sertofuia and humors in the blood, etc. The genuine pe sold on 'ln boxes, the wrapper .around bears the full name eDr. Williame' Pink Pills for Pale People." Soliby all dealers in medicine or sent post paid at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50 by addressing the Dr. Wil- liams' Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. A CURE FOR AGUE, A Curlous Spell Used by People of Lincolnyhire. who A correspondent recently sent to Mr. Andrew Lang the following scrap of folk-lore, from Tennyson s county. I rather think, says Mr. Lang, that the Folk-lore- society have published the rhyme, received from the same authority. But it was new to my- self, poo doubtless will be to many: r if you have 'ever seen the tallomring charm for ague, which I believe I may claim to have res cued from the midden of the past my- self. "lam a North Lincolnshire man by birth and upbringing, suv, thanks to my dear, mother, we keep oper eyes and ears for fol "We u to have 9 tot about when I was a lad, ar mother dosed the village 'folk with quinine. She sent me one day with a bottle to the house of an old grand- ame, whose grandson was down with 'the shivers.' "But when I produced it, she said: "'Naay, lad, | knaws tew a soight better cure than yom mucky stuff, * And with that sha took me round to the foot of his bed, an old four- post. There on the bottom board were fixed three horseshoes, points upwards (of course), with a hammer laid 'sloshways' over them. Taking it in a hand, she said: | Fey er, Son, an' Holy Ghost, Nal t' owd divvel tew this post; Thro stroikes with holy crock, With this mell 1 throice du knock, One for G 'An' one for 'Wod, An' one for Lok. "Ig not it an extraordinary in- stance of a minglemangle of old Norse paganism aac Christianity ? Thor's Mell and Christ's Cross. The Christian Trinity, and Thor, Woden, and Loki." That Thor, Woden and Loki should be remembered, even in a population partly of Norse or , le so unex- pected that I have tried to explain it away: Thor is not named, though oe hammer is; '"Wod" might be a marking" sermons and Bible basic: the Lincolnshire people must have. His Faith Rewarded. | Sabstantial answers to prayer are chilihood's fondest. expectations. Rob wanted a ee and asked his mother to get hlm His mother cheered that If he |} would be a good boy for Gays and pray to God wey it, He probably. would g.ve him on nd ue B hn think He woukl, poner ; aske< - eee FT think. He wouk." "Well, then, Ill be Food for threes days and then Ill ask Him ; He kept his promise, and his mother purchased a drum to reward his faith. On the evening of the third day Rob prayed earnestly, and wound up with "And pow, do please send. that drum." His mother beard him. While he tlept she placed the drum upon by i "When he awakened In the mory' lhe gazed at it in agtonishment~ pialmed. "Where in the dick'