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r2N '; She stopped abruptly, for with a .w' little cry her mother had suddenly" f buried her face in her hands. / 's "Mamma-" began Gertrude. _'l "Go on, my dear," said a faint, ..'" low voice that she hardly recognized. T, T ' " 'You ha.we---y6u 'have indeed,' she’said. 'You have Karl Allanmore',s r'ii. face. What is your name? Harry, "I Come here.’ 'My name is Gertrude s_r', Cliefden,' I said. 'Cliefdenl' she rev peated. ‘Oh, Harry, we have found l _ them at last!’ The young Englishman ',_,-.', came up and stood looking with the ", jgtmost bewilderment at us. 'Harry,' I' jhe cried, 'is it not marvelous? I have foimd them! Is it possible that you 2; do not recognize them?‘ Mamma, lis., "_', ten. He went up to Kathleen and look- _ ed at her--a long, steady gaze; then 5 'he said, 'I believe this is my old _friend and playfellow, Kathleen Rhys- c' 'worth.' Kathleen shook her head. 'I l am Kathleen Cliofden,' she replied--- Th‘not Rhysworth.' He looked with a "wpuz'zled air at the lady, and then l again at my sister. 'You are certain- j Jy my little playfellow Kathleen,‘ he ..- (tsaid. ‘I remember your'face. Your T eyes were always sad, and you had l', dark cums on vour forehead.' 'A /c17ihysssrorth face,' said the lady-She .,’,.and said, ‘Is it possible that this"can jije'a baby Gertrude?' Imagine-baby Gertrude! I tried to show him that I was no baby, and to look over his cc, head; but I could not. He is much I taller than I am. Then we both be- , gen to laugh. ‘I am not baby Ger- ;rtru‘de now,' I said. Yet, mamma, the 7 words had such a sweet homely ring 3 -I loved them. _ ' p. l'I have not told you all yet," Ger- -g<_trude continued. "Lady Fielden bade - me deliver this message to you. She r wished me to tell you that she thank- . 'ed Heaven for having found you; that l she longed with her whole heart and I' soul to see you, but that she respect- "_, ed your seclusion so entirely that she T would do as you wished about it. She will come here to-morrow at noon, and then, if it be still your wish not to met her, she will go away content. Oh, mamma, do see her! If you could __ have seen her tears, if you had but 7 known how she loved you! She said that she hoped there was no impru- deuce in revealing what she did, but that there was a story in our lives ._ which we should have to know at I, some time. Tell it to us now, mamma. We are g":OWiup girls, Kathleen and J. ,We are old enough to be trusted; and we would much rather hear the 'story from you. Do tell it to us your- ' self, mamma." ‘Tjaiways had it. You know, Harry, /t1fts dear lady gave up everything, ev- en her name. Cliefden was her maid- en named Then she seemed to think that perhaps she had spoken impru- _ dently, for she looked at me with her quick eyes. 'It -may be,' she said, 'that you know nothing of your own or LIGHT mother's history.' 'I know noth- "jing whatever,' I replied, ‘except that ”my mother is living and my father ,,is dead.' She repeated the word at- zgv'ter me. ‘Dead! Oh, then he is really idem, is he?' she asked. 'Yes,' I said. The moon was shining on the Arno otrhea1 the two girls returned; all the towers and cupolas of the city had caught the silver light, the river was like a silver stream, the nightingales began to sing in the olive grove'. It was a night full of rest and peace. The bells ot many a tall church spire were ringing, for it was a testa day, and the music came chiming softly over the water; but to the beautiful, fair-haired Woman, whose tears fell when the grass, it Seemed as though allpeace, all hope, all tranquility were V “I must think, my dear children," said Dolores, with an expression of anXYety 10tt her fair face; “I must re- tlect, You have almost become wo- men, while I am still thinking of you as children. There is a story in our lives which concerns all three of us, and I have thought lately that I should have" to tell it to you at some time. You could not always live in this fashion. Kathleen has her own estate at Deerhnrst; and it is quite time she saw the place. But, my chil- dren, I have dredged to revert to the past. From time to time'I have put off all disclosure, and now I cannot decide." She raised her hands and placed them on her temples, as if to steady her thoughts. "I will see you again later on," she said. “Tell Bets vita, to prepare some tea tor you, and then come down here to me in an hour. By that time I shall have de- cided what to do." Somewhat awed, the girls stole away softly, and Dolores knelt down in the violet studded grass, and prayed tit Heaven to help her. She had no friends' on earth to consult, no one to advise her or guide her; but she had a childlike trust and faith in One who had never yet failed her. “She caught me by both hands, and cried out, 'Child, who are you, Who are you? She was a beautiful _lady, mamma-quite old, with a fine face like yours - and white haid. When she held me and looked at me, her eyes flashed. 'Who are you?' she cried. 'What is your name eyou with Karl Allanmore's face? That was the name,-t am sure, mam- ma-Karl Allanmore." .'cr,ttute, been dead ever since I remem- ber. My mother is a widow.' 'I understand,’ she said, with a deep sigh. Then the young Englishman game round tag me. He has such clear honest eyes. I liked his face so much. He held out his hand to me “I did pick it up; and as a. matter of.course, handed it to the owner. My face flushed,' and I-felt very un- comfortable. I knew that she was English, and that you had forbidden us to speak in such a case. 'Madam,' I said, 'I think this is yours.' They Were very simple words, but the ef- Sect upon her was something marvel- lous. She Sprung tip and caught me by both hands with a cry that rang through the great saloon. But, ma- ma, you arergrowing paler and paler!” “Go on, my dear," said Dolores-- “never mind me." "No, my dear," said Dolores, gent- Ir-"certainly not." She had always taught her children to be attentive to the aged. had grown tired, for she sat down in one of the great chairs and sighed. 4 few minutes afterward she drop- ped her purse, and it slid along the polished floor until it came to my" tet, Now, mamma, in common po- liteness, could I help picking it up?" CHAPTER XXIV (To be continued) 5 i2tE?tiirtfWSi; lttE?tiWNttiE?t mm "trtrrtsirtYii . inir?rtrrsterNrtS 7': .17“. 'i2iWWLtgiTitftatt5iiattitat5it3 1 ._ FfTtte-r, _ “j "I will tell you," said Dolores, "why I hate roses. When I was quite young I had a friend. I be- lieved her to be a friend, but I found her to be a, rival and a foe. She" was very beautiful, graceful, accomplish- ed, but not good, I fear. She thought chiefly of gayety, _of balls and fetes and picnics and parties; she thought the only thing in life to be lived for was the making-oh, children, I hate to say the words to you!-) making of a good match. That gives you but a faint idea of her. she was unlike other girls; she impressed every one with her own vitality. No one ever forgot her who had once seen her. She was beautiful, after the fashion of Titian’s women-with a splendid color, richly fringed, dark eyes, white eyelids, masses or rich, dark hair. Some one named us the 'rival "roses’. She was the red rose, I was the white. We knew our friends and admirers by the color of the roses that they wore at' the different balls which we at- tended; we had the red rose quad- rille and the white rose quadrille. It was only friendly, pleasant harmony then, friendly rivalry, and our 'war of the roses' caused great amusement. It is sixteen years since her name has crossed my lips, but I do not think she has ever been one moment oat of my mind. Her name was Lola de Ferras, and she lived with her mother at a place called _ Beaulieu, near our home. They were French exiles, and madame was very highly connected. I want to make my story short. I married Lord Rhysworth -" the girls both, started, and Kathleen looked with piteous eyes into her mother’s face-N, nobleman who was greatly esteemed in the county, and we lived at a beautiful mansion called Deeping Hurst. You were born there, Kathleen, and your kins- man, the present Lord Rhysworth, lives there now. My father, Squire Cliefden, lived at a pretty, old tash- ioned house called White Cliffe." She would not tell why she married Lord Rhysworth; there was no need to do so. “We were very happy tor some time, until your good and dear father, Kathleen, took _cold and his illness ended fatally. You must understand quite clearly, children, that at his death, Lord Rhysworth left me an ample fortune. He left Deerhurst Manor to you, Kathleen; and, ot course, Deeping Hurst, with all its revenues, went to his heir, the present Lord Rhysworth. Gertrude looked up. "Was he not my father, mamma?" trhuaskedr.,yyickly. _ . 3 "You will hear all in time, my Ger- trude," answered Dolores. “When Lord Rhysworth had bEen dead two years I married Sir Karl Allanmore, your father, Gertrude. I had been acquainted with him before my first marriage. He loved me very much indeed, and I loved him. Now comes the part of my story," 'Dolores con- tinued, "that I do not care to tell. Lola de Ferras loved Sir Karl, and always hoped that one day she‘would become Lady Allanmore; but Sir Karl had never thought of her in that way. She was very angry about my mar- riage. She came to see me, and she insulted me very cruelly; she said that I had stolen her lover, and that, it I had not come between them, he would have married her. It was a most unpleasant scene, and at its ter- mination she made a terrible vow that she would have her revenge, even if she waited years for it. Ah, my children, she had it. No home was ever happier than ours; no wife was ever so blessed, so beloved! You, my Gertrude, were born; and I do not think the sun ever shone on such a. household. I could never tell you what Sir Karl was to me. He loved you both so dearly; he never made the least difference between you. It is Sir Karl whom you remember, Kathleen, not your father. Our home was an' earthly paradise; my father spent the greater part of his time with us. I always had a strange dread that our happiness was too great to last. I told Sir Karl so, but he laughed my tears away. I must in- form you that in the meantime Lola had gone away. After awhile news came that madame was dead, and at- ter that her very name seemed to be forgotten in the neighborhood. One mornirur--oh, my children, just as the serpent entered Eden.r--a letter came from Lola de Ferras to Sir Karl. ?I was seated at table with my husband, my father, and you, my two children, Her delicate features quivered with emotion, While Kathleen sat perfect- ly still, her fair face bent over her folded hands. _ 7 "f remember, mprnma," said Ger- trude. "I have a story to tell you, chil- dren," she began, "and it pleases me to tell it TO you out here in the sweet air under the light of heaven. But, before I begin, I want you to remem- ber that we know only the shalt of people's lives; wt judge of what we see, while there is due to whom all thinks are known. You said the oth- er day, Gertrude, that you had never seen me angry but once, and then A was because, knowing how I hate roses, you brought me some. Do you remember when you gave. them to me I flung them into the river, and that my action made you cry?" "I must be close to you where I can kiss you every time that you want comfort," she said; and a fair smile crossed the pale face of Dolores. Gertrude's loving, coaxing ways were very sweet, yet they always gave her pain-they were so like the ways of her lost Karl. They seated themselves on the bamboo chairs in the vine-shaded walk. But_Gertrude found it impos- sible to rest on a chair, and she slipped upon her knees among the violets at her mother's feet, her arms clasped round her graceful figure, her head on her breast. of the past. She who had been sailing on a smooth sea was now be- ing tossed upon a stormy ocean; the terrible tragedy of her life was be- ginning again after all these years of rest' and sweet repose, She trembled at the prospect; she turned coward and would fain have died. With the song of the nightingale and the music of the bells around her she turned from the river to her daughters who were standing beside her-Kathleen, with her sweet, sad eyes fixed anxiously on her mother's face, Gertrude with every nerve quivering. "Come away from the river," said Dolores; “there is something I do not like about it to-night." "Mamma," said the girl, with a grave solemnity, that startled Do- lores. "I do not believe it--l will not believe it} If my father was the good and honorable man you describe him, would one hour's interview with a person for whom you say he had little affection or respect make him false to his whole- lite-false to you and to us? A thousand times nor. If the whole world swore to me that my fa- ther was guilty, I would maintain his innocence as I would maintain the truth of Heaven. He is innocent, mam- ma," continued Gertrude. "as sure- ly as the stars shine in the sky above us. Oh, how could you who loved him have believed him otherwise?" She turned and pointed to the river. "You might as well say that suddenly and without cause that water could become as black as ink. Oh, mamma. how could you believe that my father was false?" "What else could I do, Gertrude, my child ?" _ _ "1Jur, mamma, that argu1r.ent cuts both ways. It you parted on such loving terms, so much the less reason is there for deserting you in such a fashion." “I mnst believe it, Gertrude. Sure- ly, if be had been' anywhere in the wide woild but with her, he would have written home. SVhy should he not? We parted' oa the most. loving terms.” _ 0' rrftmEBftttENfNmfmEr5ittfiEN ETISTHTM grttmtttmtN5EtstN5aiE5iEEN,%iEiEti%M5iit8iitS "Thank ydu. And during these years you have not heard one word of the man who loved you and his children so dearly?" , "No-mot one, Gertrude." Gertrude lowered her childlike face Lo her mother. 'tAnd you believe, mamma,Jhat for sixteen years he has been with-with this rival ot yours?" Dolores looked in bewilderment at the, child; she had never viewed the matter in that light before. ISV,. ._. 2:3: SzUgSESaMEggSESapSgSggSggSaEaEaSgEaM& iaMEgEMgaSgS?grmS2gSaS2gSggSzSmS2ESgIEgEaSIMlM2gEZU, sagaEaMMMMMMa ' “I will. I have your father's por- trait, too. I have not looked at it for sixteen years; but I will show it to you." Then Sir Karl’s daughter rose from her mother's side and stood erect in the white moonilght. She raised her clear, delicate face to the sky. She had been a child when she knelt in the long grass two hours before; she was a woman now, with the light of a high resolve on her face. "Mamma," she said, "have you the two letters written by this-wo- man?" Will you show them to me?" "It falls and rests on us just the shme," she replied. "A deserted Wife! Ah, children, when you know more of the world, you will understand all that that means! A deserted wife is branded even by the pity and com- passion she excites." him so!" And her fair head dropped on her child's, the child who was so inexpressibly dear to her because she had'her father's face. "The sunlight has never appeared so bright, the flowers have lacked their perfume; everything has seemed changed to me sinte that day," she said, with a bitter long drawn sigh. "But, mamma," said Kathleen, "we have no cause for shame; we had nothing to do with what happened." happy-ah, Heaven, who so happy as I? I have never been happy since, and I never shall be again. Some- times," added Dolores, "I am wicked enough to think that unless Sir Karl is with me in heaven I shall never be happy even there. Oh, my child- ren, what am I saying? But I loved "When my father died," she con- tinued, "I could bear the disgrace no longer. I gave up Scarsdale, my home, my friends, even my name, and came hither, where I hoped to be able to forget my sorrow and live in peace --dorget the shame that in England was ever present with me. You will find that shame and sorrow follow you as itpiid me, and that people will re- gard you with kindly pity. Ah, give anything rather than that." HARLEY E. HENDERSON THE TIMES AND GUIDE, VVESTO‘N, WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 21, 1917 "Do? Trust him! I am only his child, and I_.do not remember one line of his dear face, but I would, scorn to believe him guilty on the word ot such a woman as that." 1 The depths of her soul were stirred; it was as though an angel stood be- fore her and spoke for the long-lost man. From the hour in which she had received Lola's letter she had ac- cepted her husband’s guilt as a matter of course." "But, Gertrude," she said piteously, "do you not see that is the only pos- sible, explanation of his absence? If he is elsewhere, why has he not writ.. ten to me? He must have known that, loving him as I did, every hour of his absence would be torture to me; and, it he is not under baneful influence, I repeat, why has he not written to me?" "I do not know. You will say, mam- ma, that reason or judgment does not enter into my counsels. I go by my "Oh, child," said Dolores, faintly, 'you have a golden heart!" This Loan is authorized under Act of the Parliament of Canada, and both principal and interest are a charge upon the Consolidated Revenue Fund. The amount of this Issue is $150,000,000, exclusive of the amount (if any), paid by the surrender of bonds of previous issues. The Minister 01mm however, names the right to allot the whole or any part of the amount subscribed in excess of $150.000.000. _ . . 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If the falling of a sparrow be a matter of moment, of how much greater im- portance is the character of a man? "It the whole world," she cried, "had told me that my father was guilty, I would have disputed the statement. Put the letters back again, mamma. They are like venomous snakes. I could fancSr that even the paper was full of poison. Put them away; perhaps some day I may ask for them again. Now, mamma dear- est, show me my father's portrait." "Do not let me see it," she said. "I think it would kill me to look at his face again." With reverent fingers Dolores plac- ed it in the girl's hand. . But Gertrude studied it eagerly: and"HEathieen, coming to her side, looked over her shoulder. "That is the face I remember!" she cried. "Oh, mamma, it comes back to me so vividly". He had a soft, kind voice too. I thought he was' my papa. I should know him in a moment if I saw him. What a ha. tr. some face it is, and how like $x trude's! Why, mamma, any trtcs" would. know that Gertrude was Sir Karl’s daughter!" "Manama," she said at' last, "a man with a face like that could not have done what you think papa has done. How could you doubt him? Those eyes are clear, true and honest. They have never drooped with shame.' What a noble face! Every line of it is full of goodness and honor. I pray Heaven that I may see him! Oh, mam ma, if I might but hope some day to But (Continued from last week) Gertrude gazed on in silence, Bit'? tgri2 l s Tea, tttie, FE