_--~her own love to think about him. He = 'hee Bia soft, clear and sweet, fell THE. SECRET OF THE GRANGE PPP PPP oP Se My doubts were solved at last one afternoon. I took Helena with me to Weir Cotage. Blanche had in- vited us, and we found Mr. Charl- ton tthere. I saw in a moment, from the way in which he looked at her, what his feelings were, his eyes lngerlug upon her beautiful, happy Jace, as though drinking in such pure, sweet beauty, his Volée soft- ening as he spoke to her as I had never heard it before. 'The man's whole heart. seemed bound up in her; it was not the first huppy love of youth--it was u deep, absorbing, tragical pase.ou, and | wond+red how it would end. Blanche never seemed to notice it in the least; too much engrossed--too was laying his heart at her feet; and she walked over it smilingly and unconsciously as she would have done over dead leaves. When she sang his whole face softened and brightened. I thougiit how much I should like him if he wore that expression always. /Uhe gloom faded from his face as his ear--a tender light oe than dark, grave eyes. Charlton was a handsome man when under the Influence of his love. He brought us home, but all that night I could not sleep. I could only think of the danger that hung over Blanche Carew. The next morn. ing I saw Mr. Chariton leave the Grange with a most exquisite bou- quet of rare flowers in his hand-- white rosebuds, white heaths, white lilies and camellias; they were beau- tifully arranged, aud some instinct told me they were for Blanche, and that he had gone that morning to ask ter to be his wife. In vain [ tried to give Helena her usual lessons; my thoughts were at Weir Cottuge. Between the two-- her helpless old father and her wealthy lover, who held her fath- er's liic and happiness in his hands would Blanche do? set a -diffleult chapter of Sehil- translate, and gave myself j my meditations. To my in- surprise they were inter- a knock at the school-! and the visitor proved » Blanche herself. Bright, blush- ing, and happy, she seemed to bring sunshine and eee into that) gloomy old Gran | "T was obliged to come, maman," she cried; "do not be angry if I interrupt you. | was so happy this morning I could not keep my hap- piness to myself.' "Have you seen asked, in surprise. "Mr. Charlton?" she repeated; "no--never mind him. May I[ come } and talk with you? Come out In the' garden: Helena will not mind." Helena, busy with her translation. looked up with a smile, and I went with Blanche inte-the garden. "Sit down here," she said, "under this lilac trce. Ihave such goxd news to teli you. Iecould fancy this bright sunshine sympathizes with me. mam.in, Jum so happy! He ts conning hom Mr. Charlton?" T Mostyn?' Linterrupted. she replied, with a smile belahst and gladdening aos the sun- ahine iteelf, "he has been wounded --nothing much, you know, or I should not smile; but the ductors there say e," * Hugh _BABY'S OWN TABLETS. The Best Medicine in the World for Children of all Ages Babs's Own Tablets are good for children of all ages from the tiniest, weakest baby to the well grown child, and are a certain cure for in- digestion, sour stomach, collc, von- Stipationu, ciarrhova, teething trou- bles and the other minor ailments of children. There is no other medi- cine acts.so speedily, ¢0 safely and so surely ani they CSntain not one poerticls of the op.ates found] in the so-called "soothing" medicines. Mrs. R. M. Ness, Barrie, Ont., says: "I first began using Baby's Own ' Tablets when my baby was teething. o was feverish, sleepless and ver cross, and suffered from iadilabdtion. After using the Tahlets he began to get better almost' at once, and slept better and was no longer cross. thmk the Tablets a'fine medicine for children and keep them on handall the time." The Tablets.are readily taken by all children, and erushed t6é a a on be even to the very youngest baby ith a cer- tainty of Sonefit, Sold. by ali drug- intete or post paid * 25 cents @ box by writing direct to the Dr. Williams' Medicine. Co. kville, Ont, or Schenectady, N. Yr ale he had better return to England, and he says le will not leave me again. Here is the letter--read it yourself." In after days I wished [I had nt read the letter; it made me so sad t remember all the love and hopa it contained. He been wounded {n an exp dition against one of the refractory hill-tribes, and -was coming home to claim her; he had heard of her reverse of fortune, and love 'her so much had not liked to urge n her father before, be- cause he had felt the difference be- tween her weaith and his comparative poverty too keenly; but now that ob- etacle was removed and he concluded by saying how glaa ae was that he could prove the disinterestedness of his love, and how happy thes would make the closing years of her fath- er's life It was a letter no woman could read unmoved; the love. that spoke through it so true and loyal, the heart that dictated it so noble and trusting, that [ could not wonder at the girl's sunny bere. her glad, bright eyes and ant smiles. What wero all the sn 2 of this world heaped together with such a love as this to rest upon ? That scene fastened itself upon my mind--the sunshine, the flowers, the beauty of the summer morning, the fair young face that looked into mine, "Is he not good and true?" she asked, when I had read the letter. "Ought I not tolove him very much, Maman ?' I did not answer; knowing whit I knew, I felt like a traitor to the young girl, so ulterly unconscious of the trial that awaited "Do not look so grave," she said; "smile at me, and let us talk about him. Let me be quite bappy for at least one hour this beautiful morn- Thad not the heart to refuse her. She gave herselfup to the charmot! the love that filled her heart, of. the sunshine that fell around her. Many a long day passed, many a sun rose and set before she spent a happy hour again She could not write to him in reply, she said; he wopld have left India before her letter could reach hi "But ere is no need to she went on. "I shall want nothing more than the thought that ut to see him so soon, Poor child, she was so utterly un- conscious of the coming trial 'that I feared for her. She scolded me, and sald [ was dull and tiresome--that tI did not sympathize with her; but she left me with the same bright smile upon her eon the game gay words lips. afternoon a note was placed In my hands; it was from Mr. Carew, saying that Blanche had gone to Richmond and that he wanted bee speak with me. I knew then that m fears were realized, and I felt that rl wanted me to break the news of Al- lan Charlton's propossi to his daugh- ter, and to urge its acceptance upon her. | foresaw how this girl's heart would be torn, between love' for Hugh .Mostyn and the desire to see her father happy again. I resolved that I would not be the one to speak to her. I would mot dash from the sweet lips the cup of hap- niness that had so latefy brimmed yer; mine should not be the hand snatch the hope from that young e. Mr. Carew was alone when I reach- ed the cottage. He welcomed me warmly, and scemed anxious to de- luy ae tong as possible naming the purpose for which he had requested the interview, "You are my child's tig friend," he began at Jengih; "Miss Wood, you have been almost a mother to her; you will be pleased to hear some very Good news [ have to tell yo '""Indeed I shall," I veniled heart- ily, and then there was an awkward litule pause. "You must see it in the same light as I do, Miss Wood," he continued, rabbing 'his thin ands nervously to- gether. "It is an offer of marriage I have gal for her, und such a good offer "From Sapinla Mostyn, I pose?" T shld, innocently, uy <aainl Blanche -- never cure for <ane ge. No," he. replied, angrily; "that was all childish nonsense, "This is from a rich man. Will you believe me, Miss Wocd, when I teli you that Allan Charlton has atked me for my datigh- ter's hand, and says that if' she will batt marry . = will See ag the Croome estate her wed- ding gift? Only Think oe it, etould go to Croome once. more." | Be, looked £0 wisi fur ly at me, 80 old, so IT could ml Oe hey mee bey Laat for im, aithou will you renulous tones, has any non- | senes about Captain Mostyn in 'her mind, show her all the advantages of 'such a marriage as this? I have not , Miss Wood, but I miss my old comfort so much. Sometimes I feel weak, and would give anything for only one glass of wine such as I had at Croome. Iam growing old, and you know we are very poor--so poor that Ido not ae the support I eed. Oh, my Garling could but see 'the matter rightly, if Imight go Idle!" t as he uttered the last few words. I pitied hinrdeeply, but tomy mind nothing could justi- fy making Blanche unhappy ci tak- ng her from her lover. just going to tell Mr. Carew ajl I thought on the gubject, when the young girl herself most unexpectedly returned. "That is her voice," cried Mr. Ca- rew; "she is -- two hours earlier than I expected her. You must stay tag me while I tel! her, Miss Wood, ised Mr. Charlton I would ght." jooked so imploringly at e, his voice trembled so, his hands shook, amd. he seemed so helpless, that I stayed; yet I would rather have faced any danger for myself than have,sat by while my darling was tortured as saw her' that night Bracche i i gaily when she 6aw us toget "You look," "she erled, brignt smile, "as though two conspirators Just found She little knew, poor chiid, near she was to the truth. father's eyes followed her every- where; and when she nad drunk the ea Susan bad rought A for her, and told us about her shopping adventures at Richond, he called her to him held her two hands ta his, and Rade at her roanly. "And so my darling, who used to wear velvets and silks, is proud of a Fan print dress?" he said. es, papa," she replied; "prouder than Iwas of Genoa velvet at ever 60 many guinens the yard. I call my- self a perfect model of adaptation to circumstances." "But you would like to have the Velvet again, wouldn't you," he con- tinued--"'toi mack omce more at the old Hall watching that grand cedar tree you liked so well? Would you not like some ory to give you back your cld hom "That I shoul," acu replied, warm- ly: "but Iam very happy here, pupa, with you." Then he drew her nearer to him, and broke into a wild passion of tears. "Oh, Blanche," he sobbed ,"if you like, if you are willlng, we can go back to Croome again. Tull her about {t, M Wood ; my heart quakes, my lips tremble; tell her how she can return to the Hall once more." 'What do you mean, papa ?" cried Blanche; "what can I do? You know, darling," she continued, caressing the grey head that lay upon her grag "that Il would give my life to make you happy again, Wf it were of any ava ail. "Not that,' he murmured--"' not that. You would be very happy your- self, and I should live years longer if I could only breathe Croome air STILL THEY WONDER = Physicians and Scientists were ever so Bewildered. with. a you were vut." The Ottawa Miracle Is still being Dis- cussed ut the Regular Meetings of the Doctors of the Capital City. Ottawa, Ont., May 19.--(Special.)-- To say that the miraculous case of George H. Kent, of 309 Uilmore street, had shaken medica! circles to their very foundation, is putting it mildly. The facts of the case have been so thoroughly and satisfactorily estab- lished by Kent's sworu state- ments as to leave uo room for misun- derstanding or mis.ake in the matter. Mr. Kent had Bright's Disease ; he had been in bed for months, gradually getting worse; physicians could do nothing for him. His case had reached that stage ag his body was terribly blotted. 6 so low that he had con- vitae, w --_ were rapidly growlug more frequer u the eearrat between these con- ions em = was almost entirely un- conscic in this. ext emity the physicians at last told his wife one evening that could "not liye until morning. While watshing by his bedside Mra. Kent chanerd to pick up a paper con- taining an advertisement of a cure of Bright's Disease by Dodd's Kiduey Pills. It was then midnight, and i the drug stores were closed, devoted wife determined that even at this extremely late hour she would muke one _--* effort to save her gay ome lif eportiigly she despatched a die wong, woke up the eT Dede' dre gist, procured a-box of I « Kid. ney Pills, which she tht to ad- minister at once. Mr. Kent did uvt die that night, for from the first dose of D 8 Kidne Pilis he commenced to improve. All other treatments and medicines were discarded, and the use of this remedy carefull continued. .. Gradua r. ty yet surely this wonderful pomeaye arrested the progress of the dread t's Disea se. itt ict Dodd's' Kidney Pills' about elx ot seven weeks .to restore. Mr, Kent to godd health. This ie.seven he.has never lost a Crate bhets fithows aoe oer anything 'don 1 pralts she! answered; "only tell the what. it ies \ He ed 6 turned. nt, my hand should not plunge the dagger in that generous, tender young heart. He did not ve = aneo the bright, loving face bent derly over' his own. He clasped those little hands conyulsively, as though +e him, she would ea You" reme pet Blanche," lhecon- tinued, after a few minutes' silence, "that I.told you'before I left home w.I had been obliged to mortgage my estatein order to raise money to pay my debts. It wassolarge oa sum that it takes the whole rental of my estate to pay the interest on it." "TI understand all that, dearest," said -- wonderingly "You t man who advanced that ney holds Croome in his hands, " continued the old man, eager- ly; "it hie called it in to-morrow, the estate would have to be sold to pay it. We are allin his power, Blanche." Ind ed we are; he js a terrible ogre," she said, Hghtiy. and still with the same sm ile. "I never told you before," said her father; "but It was our good neigh- bor, our kind friend, Allan Chariton, who advanced that money. e is very rich and hholds Croome in his hands. ; He loocked.at-her then with fevered, wistful eyes, but she suspected noth- ing. "How range!' she cried--"that quiet Mr. he el I think I must be more respectful to him the next time he comes, papa; I am often very rude, and do not listen to one half he says.' nue laughed gaily as she spoke, and o gras head dropped ag Yes, it is nay Charlton," he con- ean "and oh, Blanche--let me say it quickly, darling--he loves you, he wants you to be his wife. If you will marry him, he will give you Croome --settle it upon you--and I shall live there ogain." She dia not cry out or fnint; slowly tbe beautiful color died frum her face, the rich crimson from her lips, the light from her eyes; 2 pale, startled look of unutterable pain, of hopeless despalr, fell re her, and I turned awa ck at heart I hat wen the w ound oy ey in her gentle 1 could bear no more '"*} cannot marry 'him, papa," she guid, very quietly; "Ll love Hugh Mostyn, and have promised to be his wife." beurt, and "] knew you would not do it!" he cried. *'For the suke of that childish nonsense you will let me dio here in poverty and want. Hugh is very poor --amdl oh, Blanche, Blanche, my dar- ling. let me go back to Croome !" Thank Heaven, I was never tried as was Blanche Carew then Rive trembling, pitiful old : yed like a child that she would let cine 'tie in his old home, tezrs streaming down his withered face. ke a coward, . I went out into the little kitchen and ma ape together. Even there 1 , the father's weak volce pleading w ith words and sobs that he might go bac " to Croome I had been there nearly an hour whee Blanche came to me. | folded her in my arms and wept over her, but she shed no tears. "What have you sald?" I asked her, anxiously. | "Not much," she replied, "I am only half sold, maman; for I have asked | or time to make up my mind." jn I said--*what shall | ?" | w she cried, wringing | her hands. "Was ever anyone tried like me? My poor father will die if f disappoint him. Did your father ever kneel and pray to you? How can I forsake Hugli--give him = up' when I know he loves me, amd I love! him better than al! the world be- | side? My heart is torn in two. I can- not see my duty--I cannot tell what I ought to do." "You have Hugh to consider as' well as yourself," I said, "you might ! be willing to sacrifice your own bap- | piness, but have you any right to | sacrifice his? Having given him your | promise, have you any right to with. ' draw it?" "None," she cried; "and yet I hate ! myself for being so selfish, when I think it Isa in my power to make my | father so happy, and I must _. He is'old and helpless; he is alwa longing for things I cannot get for him. When f think of hig pleasure in gol back to Croomre, I feel that I must give In. It will be my fate. They " ae strong for me. felt it would 'be eo, I tried t oO} adit a few words of comfort to, her, but it was in vain. "Only this morning I was so ha py," she said, "and now, whichever ; _way I decide, my life will be wretch- ed. If I refuse, and my father dies of his disappointment, as I believe he would, even Hugh Mostyn's love could never mike me happy again. If I conmsent--But I cannot--I can- ' not giive up Hugh. Fortune, happi--- ness, life--they may take all from me, but I cannot give up Hugh!" (To be Continued.) De Wolf Hopper Went to Church. "I attended .church once upon a time," saidvebe Wolf Hopper in an up- town edfe the other day, "in a Rhode Islind city, ani heard ae worthy cler- gyman untied Whicher get, tangled | up in hig pulpit lignes tua painful de- | gree, while the heads of his auditors were bowed in the effort to suppress laughter until they looked like row | of tngsseled cornstalks bent by the breeze. : "The Rev. Mr. Witcher was bcom- ing the Sunday school, or, rather, he war chiding the congregation for its lack of interest in that church annex, | a finding that they did not act as! if moved by his admonition, became slightly incensed. {L never,'.he shouted, as he banged pulpit swith. his. Tiet, 'knew a paras, which had eo .many parents | With, ng, chi fdren,' "--New. York Ripe: - But I teivAtaed ee and aus by taco bere. - NATURE'S 'S BLESSING. :. t , if you will, Blanche, Bb be mas- 4 ; otter sok eens Hall o ls Found in Health, Strength and Freedom From Pain ' This Giftis Meant for Ali--On it the Happiness and Usefulness of Life Depends-- Without it Life is an Kxistence Hard to Endure. © Heatth is nature's choicest gift to man and should be carefully guard- ed. TH health is a sure sign that the blood is either insufficient, wat- ery or impure, for most of the dis- eases.that affiict mankind are trace- able to this cause. Every organ of the body requires rich, red blood 4 a needed, and Dr. Williams' Pink Pills have been proved, the world over, to surpass a other medicines in their tonic strengthening and health renewing qualities. From one e the land to the other will be [ound grater people who cheerfully ac- knowledge that they owe their good health to this great medicine. Among these is Mr. Elzear Robidoux, @ pro- minent young man living at St. Jer- ome Que. He says: "For some years I was a great sufferer from dyspep- sia. My appetite became irregular everything TI ate felt like a. weight on my stomach. I tried several re- medies.and was wnder the care of doctors, but to no avail andI grew worse as time went on. [I beca very weak, grew thin, suffered muck from om pains in the stomach and w frequently seized with dizziness. One day a friend told me of the case of a young wr who Paes suffered great- ty from rouble, but who, tosh the use of Dr. Williame® Pink Pills had fully regained 'her health and strength, and strongly advised me to try these pills. I was so eager to find a cure that [ act- ed on his advice and procured a su From the very first my condi- tion improv and after using the pills for a couple of months I was fully restored to health, after hav- ing been a constant sufferer for four This 1 owe to that greatest of all medicines, Dr. Williams' Pink Pills. and 1 shall always have a good word to say on their behall." Through their action on the blood and nerves, these pills cure such dis- eases as rheumatism, sciatica Vitus' dance, indigestion, trouble, partial paralysis, sure that you get the an with the full nmae "Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People" on re box. If your dealer does not keep them they whll be sent post ge at 50 cents @ box or six boxes for $2.50 by addressing the Dr. Williams' Me- dicine Co., Brockville, Ont. \ Legend of the Poplar. The Lombardy poplar is noted for its slender, upward-po'ntlig branches, This peculiarity of the branches is accounted for in this way: An old man was so fortunate as to find a mot of gold at the end of a rain- how, Just at sunset. Being a long y'from home, he decided to hide te brie. morning aud retur he carefully placed it pote oa the limbe of the sleep: ng poplar. Iris missed the pot of gold and sent Mercury, the wind messenger, to look for it. He asked the trees if they had seen it, and the elm, oak and pine pointed straight out to the poplar,. saying: lar knows! poplar "IT know!" exclaimed the !p "Why, how should I know?" ani she held up her limbs in sur- ,P Down fell the pot of gold much to the poplar's astonishment, forit wasavery honest tree. So she ir ase we her limbs high above her head, declaring that she would al- | ways hold them so, that the sun god might gee she had nothing to conceal. _ Of course, th other ie laughed at such an unusual proceeding, but she taught all the little ie trees to stand in the same upright and fear- _less way, and they were ever after- ward lov and respected by all.-- Home and Flowers. Observations, In order to appreciate ation one must first appreciate fact The day* that presents no oppor. tunity to improve oneself or benefit ancther is a black-letter day. The ways of a man with a maid invariabiy depend upon the lead of the _Gemolselle. God give us a thankful heart" should be the prayer of those whom ngchiog pleases. Tim the scribener of Life; re Wa he et gy up a physical to our account Life docks us an i> or more 'a existence. One should be proud of being able to owe debts, for its argues prompt payment hitherto. ys a sort of wit so weighed with wisdom that laughter is hushed in. wonder. Never coax Fortune: she is a spoiled woman, and such are more eno A won by se 'm: ing indifference. orget is easy ; to forgive how hard! 'Unless we love the culprit. Find a woman whb repudiates ad- miration, and you 'see one whose nature has been deéadened by. ill- | trseitemesse. That man has page: = burn Ia odoreudly obvious ; woman aaa hers is often endatiy appar- rien talk for hours upon curreat topics; but before women have un- loosened their bonnet strin t etart personalities, and gath an thelr hobby lerecs.-- phia Revere. t . *