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It was a magnificent day for the Sport they had in view, though de- cidedly cold and bitter for all those no' imbued with a passion for out- door amusements. Having ascertain- eu from the keeper accompanying him the nearest way to the desired ren- dezvous. they walked on smartly for about a quarter of a mile, when Sir Mark suddenly discovered that he was without fuses or anything else where- with to light his “pipe. r'l‘his was in- deed a ser?ous consideration, especially as Craven confessed himself in the same plight, and the keeper had evi- dently been depending upon the other two both for light and tobacco. during his stay at the Hall, Craven saw but li-Ltle of Lady \Varrenne,.h0 md Sir Mark going shooting, or being atherwise engaged out of doors the en- :ire day until dinner time, after which Katherine avoided, with heedfulness that almost amounted to nervous hor- ror, anything resembling a tete-a- tete. Nor, to tell the truth, was Blzmkwood by any means desrrous to ”Wain one. \ From thefirst moment when Kath- erine’s beautiful idolized face had some before him again in the boudorr, he had never ceased regretting the step that had brought him) once more under her influence, and longed earn- estly for the hour that should see him aack in London again, or with his regi- ment, or anywhere, so that he might get beyond the gaze of her large, un- happy eyes. At last the mental tor- ture he was enduring became so un- bearable that be determined to end it one way or anorher, and, after pass- ing a sleepless nigh-t, came to the conclusion that the next dayâ€"his fifth -â€"shoald be the last of his residence at “'arrenne Hall. Having made up his mind to this, he determined to say nothing of his intention until the morning of~his de- parture, when he would find some ex- cause in his letters to leave by the early train. which started about an hour af- ter the usual breakfast tiime. Feeling happier in his mind now that he had arranged his private affairs so satisfamprily, he started with Sir Mark about eleven to go through his 1891: day’s ~ shooting at the Hall. “I will run hick,” said Craven, “Tell me where to find some, and I wxll overtake you in less than no time; or else I will go by the lower field and pick you up further on.” “Just step into the library by the French window,” directed Sir Mark, "and 3011 will find some on the table 11 hich I left there last night, in a lit- tle silver affair.’ Thus instructed, Blackwood betook himself back once more to the Hall, where, entering the library by the French window, he suddenly came up- on Lady \Varrenne, seated reading in a large arnrhair. It was the first time they had been alone since that last eventful day when he had bid- den her what had been intended to be a final farewell. so that now, finding himself in her presence in this totally "Tim" since his arrival, nor even Kath- erine, confining himself to her titleâ€" “but \Varrenne to‘zd meâ€"I came back for some vesuvi‘ans of his lying on the table.” Lady \Varrenne rose gracefully. “Are these what you are looking for 'I" she asked, lifting the ‘little sil- ver matchbox and holding it out to him. Meanwhile Craven had taken the little fingers that lay like a snowflake on the coarse cloth of his shooting jacket and spread them out silently on. his own brown palm, but not a shadow of forgiveness crossed his face. 2-3;: 0 did so, their eyes met, and a wild unconquerable desire possessed Katherine to be friends with him at all hazards. .- wi I tell Mark eversthing this evéning, and perhaps some dav I shall be happy} “Yes thank you, ” he answered, cold- 1y coming across the room to receive them from her hand. “.Blackwood, forgive me!" she Whis- pered, gently, laying her hand upon his arm. “If he does,” she thought, her heart beating rapidlyâ€"“if he puts me now at_ peace with my conscienceâ€"I unexpected manner his (ourage and 200‘. 11953 deserted him to some extent. “I beg: your pardon.‘ Lady ’Warren- me.” he began, pausing a moment be- t'_or_e enteringâ€"he had never called her “Look here,” he said, “so long as I can remember that this hand belongs to another man, let him be whoâ€"fit; may dead or alive, so long I will not orgive you.” uuu’uu Join.- 'v c_, )5 his soeiety even for a few days? old him I would complain of his con- luct to you, and throw him on the lender mercies of a woman’s tongue. But,” he broke off somewhat anxious- .y, “are you feeling quite strong to- night, my dearest? Your lave lost all the bright color they dined in Italy. Did you go for your {rive this afternoon 2’” “Yes, I wem to see. Harry,” KaLh- |ane answered, ignoring the begin- ning of his speech, “but the day was bleak, and I felt coldâ€"so cold”â€"tight- ming her hands nervously. “I think I will bid you good-night now, and go :o my room. as it is rather lateâ€"” rising as she concluded, and holding Int. her hand to Craven. “Good-night, Blackwood," she said, quite calmly, out without raising her eyes to meet his, and, having pressed her lips to Sir Marks forehead, she went quietly tway. » "It would have been lonely enough: fiithout Craven,” Sir Mark told her, 'although I can scarcely cry him: up 15 we jollies: com,21nion in all the world, considering that he never Open-. 1 1d his lips the entire way. Andâ€"3 would you believe it, Katherine? -â€"it§ C BAP’IER VI.â€"-Cominued. {‘Meaning ‘Never 2’” she asxep, quietly, growing deadly pale. " Ieaning Never,” Blackwood Cra- ven answered, just as quietly, loosen- ing her hand unrelentingly. “You are very hard on me,” she said, presently, seeing that he either could DOL or would not speak. “Hard on you!” he repeated, with the concentrated bitterness of months in his voice. "How like a woman that is -â€" first employing every artifice to gain a man’s honest affec- tionâ€"waiting until she discovers that his very soul is scarce his ownâ€"and then flinging him over for the first good match she can find, and, having succeeded in imbittering his whole ex- istence, thinking it ‘hard’ that he does 0 September, and I hardly find myself sufficiently moral to appreciate the benefits to be received by kissing the proverbial ‘rod.’ ” " ‘ “um“.-.ma «q “I hOpe in reality you; are,” he ans- wered, savagely. .“VVhat! Did not your riches, after all, then, bring you the return you anticipated? A just retribution, and one. hardly to be ex- pected in this world, where the unde- serving mostly come by their own! This is the last conversation in all probability, I shall ever hold with you on earth, as I go away' to-morrow morning early, and embark for India in anorher month or six weeks; so I will waste no more hard words, having let you know, once for all, the esteem in which I hold you.” As he finished speaking, he walked toward the window by which he had entered. As she saw him moving away from her forever, as it appearedâ€"this man, so cruelly unkind, so deeply loved, so in eparably wrongedâ€"Lady \\ ar- renne’s heart; sank within her; she burst into a storm of sobs, passionate, despairing and made one last effort to obtain the pardon she, in her loneli- ness, so eagerly craved. "Blackwood,” she cried, “oh, wait for one moment more, only one! If you would but hear meâ€"if you only knew allâ€"you would not think me so base as you think me now. Have I not suf- fered also? Have you had all the pain? Ah, surely, surely you will not go away forever without saying one kind word to me, whom once you loved?” She held out her small hands to him} beseechingly, sobbing with painfulj vehemence. Her beautiful face was“ wet with sad repentant: tears, and Blacknood, looking on, saw, as in some well- remembered dream, the same; form, Ihe same hands held out to him‘ as in the old oak- parlor at the Manor} so many months since. 3 PIUVCL Ulal Avu “Oh, Blackwood,” she murmured, “I think, you would be a little more merciful if you only know how I have longed for your forgiveness, and how miserable I am without it.” ’Ihe sight of her bitter grief roused within him all the better feelings of his manhood; his stubborn will grew “eaker, his heart relented. Striding across the room to her side, he accept- ed the proffered hands. His'accenfs were broken with emo- tion. “You have conquered,” he said, hoarsely. “I leave you my full and free forgiveness; take it and be happy in your new life. But, for all that, it is indeed farewell between us two. I shall never again enter your pres- ence, or listen to your voice, or look on your beloved face; so bid me. good-by! now, andâ€"and may Heaven bless and keep you, my one glove 1” Katherine, her prayer granted, the dear wish of her heart fulfilled, never- theless could not speak the last sad word that should part them forever in this world. She could only stOOp, and between her sobs press a timid humble little caress upon his clasping hand; after which she turned away despair- ingly, and he passed out into the raw cold air to meet the fate that awaited him. \Vhen he was gone, Lady \Varrenne went up to her own room, and dressed herself hurriedly to go out into the leafless woodsâ€"anywhere from the stifling atmosphere of the houseâ€"and endeavor to shake off the terrible de- pression that weighed her down as though determined to crush her to the ground. Perhaps it. was the know- ledge of Blackwood’s departure, per- haps it was the sense of coming evil; who shall say? But there it lay, the laden weight, cold and heavy on her heart, pursuing her through the sighing woods and into the clearing beyond, like a dark, ill-omened thing. that never left her until. having gained a small copse on her right hand, she saw BlackWood Craven walking before her, gun in hand. She had seen him‘ for barely an instantâ€"nay, afterward it almost seemed as though there was not a sec- ond’s interval-When the report of a gun rang through the air, followed by a sharp, agonized cry that told L(__. J.-- vnuv LULU her too surely of death’s victory, and Blackwood, with ’a dull, crashing, life- less sound, fell to the sodden earth. Lady ~Warrenne sprang forward and knelt down by his side, just as Sir Mark, from an opposite direction, came hurrying up, having also heard both the gun’s report and its attendant cry. Katherine had Blackwood’s head on her knees, and was pushing back the hair from his forehead, in a half-con- scious, dazed manner, when he reached her. Sir Mark felt his face growing cold. his limbs trembling. It was too av;- ful, too horrible to contemplate: he could not believe it. Only half an hour since, Craven had been in such life and spiritse-‘it appeared to Sir Mark nau‘ lrom his forehead. in a half~con- scious, dazed manner, when he reached her. “ Katherine!” he exclaimed, " what has happened?” stooping down and tearing open the young man’s coat, only to lay his head upon a heart that but too Surely had ceased to beat. a re,” he ans- “ Do you not see that he is dead 2” she Said in an awful whisper,â€"“dead! Go away and do not disturb him. He is mine now, you know, my own; you cannot grudge him to me any longer” â€"placing, as she spoke, her small fin- gers over the dead eyes lovingly. “Katherine!” Sir Mark exclaimed, half fearing that the horror of the scene had stolen away her senses, and half fearing something else that sent the blood rushing wildly to his heart. “Do not speak like that, my darling. Give him. to me and tell me how it hap- Pened if you can.” “ His gun went off and shot him. I saw it all quite distinctly.” Kath- erine explained, methodically. “He gave a cryâ€"oh, such a cry !â€"and then he fell Do not change his position, Mark; it is useless; and he- is lying just where he would have chosen to 118, could he but know it.” Then her tone of horrbile calmness suddenly changing to one of the wildest despair, she exclaimed passionately, wringing her hands, “ Oh, Blackwood, speak to me, Speak to me! I will not believe that you are dead. Mark, save him! do something f.or him! Do you wish him to die, that you stand there so COldly, without an attempt of any kind to save him? Oh, my love, why cannot I lie there. instead of you, so peaceful- ly at rest?” HOW that he had never seen him in such 800d spirits as that morning-- and nowâ€"now” Katherine, too; how did she come there: It was no place for her, poor, delicate darling. She must be; got home in some way‘ or oth- er. He stepped forward, and tried to raise the lifeless head from her Supt- DOrting arms. She pushed him from her. Her eyes were dry and tearless, bUt hOpeless misery was written on every lineament of her expressive face and She seemed to take no notice what- ever of Sir Mark, who stood beside her in silence too stricken for consolation or speech of any kind, but waking slowly to the consciousness that his Wifeâ€"whom for all these past month-s he had been cherishing in the fond hOpe that one day she would love him as he loved herâ€"had long years ago gWen all the priceless treasure of her heart to another man. And Blackwoodâ€"now for the first time he understood his evident reluc- tance to visit \Varrenne Hall, a reluc- tance that ‘at the moment had seemed to Sir“ Mark so singular. Poor Craven! â€"though it appeared to \Varrenne Just then, standing there full of life and health above the dead man, that. if Blackwood had been carrying so sore a heart in his bosom, that he himself was carrying now, his lot was by far the happier of the two. At this point in his meditations the keeper appeared at some little distance among the trees, ind Sir Mark went hurriedly to meet 1m. “ Mr. Craven has shot himself.” he explained briefly. "Run to the huose or one of the nearest cottages, and bring something to carry him home upon.” After what seemed to the silent E watchers an interminable. delay the. man returned, bringing with him some! farming men, and arude imp‘romptui litter, on which, with gentle, kind: hands, they laid poor Craven and bore’ him, in solemn, awe-struck speechless: 11953 to the Hall. ’ Here they were met by Archibald Blount, shocked out of all his indolent selfishness as he gazed with uneasy conscience at his nephew’s corpse, and remembered, with deep remorse, for the first time, how fatal all that past scene in the Manor library had been to the happiness of the poor boy now lying dead before his eyes. They carried Blackwood up stairs, and laid him upon his bed, after which doctors were sent for, as amatter of duty, though in this case there was not the faintest ray of hope to sustain the mourners with fond, delusive dreams until the final fiat should be uttered. When all was done that tenderness and love could do, Lady Warrenne went down stairs, p'ailid and heart- broken, to where Sir Mark was sit- ting in his private room, his face buried in his hands. He rose, placed a chair for her, with a weariness in his manner that at any other time must surely have touched her, and then motioned her to proceed. She told him her whole story, from be- ginning to end. Glossing over nothing, making nothing worse, and waited when her 'sad histony was finished, to hear what he would say, to receive all the hard words and harder reproache-s which she felt she deserved at his handsâ€"to reap the fruit of her fath- er’s sowing. ' “I have come to tell you all abbut it.” she said, going over to him and laying her hand lightly on his shoul- der. (art 9 Scale of‘ English 3516.9 unfit-33‘ 6:79.323” THE WAR CLOUD LIES. Warrenne got up and came over to her in the gathering twilight, paus- ing beside her chair. “ My poor darling,” he said gently, “ my poor little girl!” And that was all. Simple words they were in them- selves, but' surely heaven born in their tender pity. Those few loving tux-ms coming from the quarter when»: she had least right to expect them, did more for her certainly than all the harsh measures that could have been used. She bowed her fair sorrowing head upon her hands, and burst into bitter, albeit, soothing tears. “ Oh, as for me,” Sir Mark replied,§ endeavouring to speak cheerfully. by; turning awaly his face that she might; not see’ what havoc the last few hours had Wrought upon it, “I shall go' abroad and return once more to my old wandering habits! Do not trou- ble yourself about my welfare; I shall do very well, I dare say. But in your new home, Katherine, you must' learn to be happier than you have ever been in this, 'my poor love; yet I‘ meant to make your life a pleasant; one, no matter how dismally I failed! You' will learn to forget all these late} griefs and sorrows in time, when you have no one near to remind you of them, notl even me, las I promise faithâ€" fully you shall not “see me. again until , you wish for me. A nonsensical speech,” he added, with a little wish; ful smile, “ that only proves to myself; how long my banishment will be I” ; AS A DAY OF REST, Each day of the week has served as a day of rest somewhereâ€"Sunday am- ong Christians, Monday with the Greeks, Tuesday with the Persians, \Vednesday with the Assyrians, Thurs- day with the Egyptians, Friday with the Turks, and Saturday with the. He~ brews. “Do not cry, my dear,” said Sir Mark; ” perhaps it is better as it is. Poor Blackwood lâ€"his was a hard life, and a harder fate, but yet, Kaiherine, there is another. who, ‘to know that he was loved? by you as he was loved would gladly change places with Black- wood this moment. Oh, darling, I think of the two my portion is the harder to bear! But tell me now what you would wish me to do for you, and I will do it.” “ I only want to go awayâ€"to be any- where by myself to be alone,” Kath- eine sobb’pd faintly, without raising her head. “So you shall," VVarranne answer- ed, bravely, although a sharp spasm of agony shot across and disfigured his handsome Saxon face for an in- stant. “ You shall go away by your- self, but not anywhere. I have anoth- er estate in \Varwickshire, a pretty, secluded place enough, that shall be your own exclusively, if you will have MOTH AND THE FLAME. Moths fly against the candle flame because their eyes can bear only a small amount of light. When, there fore, they come within the light of a candle, their sight is overpowered and their vision confused, and as they‘ can- not distinguish objects, they pursue the light itself and fly against the flame. Motherâ€"That is a; hands-arm? piece of bronze you have salecne-d for Miss Bangups wedding present; but why (Loi‘yc-zu leave on the price-mark? vvw' Weil, thmnodérzvifitiént! exclaimed the gross man, aln’t that the main reason why "you have been able to sell your rhymes? “ And you ?” his wife asked, looking up at' ‘him anxiously for the first time. Daughterâ€"The bronnze is very heavy and I do not want the dear girl to injure herself carrying it around to the stores to find out what it cost. Yell. then, j'on’ll have to let the cook go. No man can serve two mas- ters! Not exactly, but we held about six primary meetings every week. Inhave always been misunderstood “1‘84 ”#9 sePSitiYe poet. ‘YY ‘1 .Mother is coming next week for a little visit, dear. 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It will not take him long” is slime discover whence proceeds th '3 at every comer. peculiar erection, iii-<8 as a g glut c tumult“, V. m v-hofi w -~ *\~-‘ l- ' a u 1r” ' htcn is be). shtpeu. 11" l. ofwood. sides pretrutie several b‘m". neared '1 he turn5tile arrangemem lb Edam . ‘OCL 1L " Praying Infill of Mung: ' ; f or wooden box in the _ 3‘5 Sometimes t0 OVeriiowzng, “ q 5 ers written on all sorts o; matemé‘m passer-by, w.sh mg for something iii)" . if In.) has the dbl?!“ praying 111.?l1 of Mungvlld or woobden box in Lb sometimes to overfiovi . ers wriuen 111 1111 sorts 01 maiem‘bod’ passer-11y, w s writes a praye1 b n for 50111813 3 ' é191 he has 1911 3mm in the DOS. fl and then puts ii of we handles"t WhiCh he SB! /CS one solemnly the machine and walks 11:5 s 5189 ng W l ‘ 1103 round, the idea 1191 b of grinding is necesSJU r destina' Prayer can reach its prv‘Pe tion. . " ruI-me 1158” ...;!l5. Blv”. 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I may add that for a long time before I used the pills and when I began their use, Iwasthe victim of the most distressing atlaCks of sick headache, the sensation of sea- sickness in extreme violence, being not a whit" more distressing. These attacks came on once. or twice a week. After taking the pills, the attacks became less frequent and less troublesome and finally ceased almost entirely. Myson who lived at a distance took the re- maining six boxes and stated tone that they did him much good. ThsI do know, that he looked much fresher and appeared in better spirits after their use. Believing as Ido that an over-ruling power suggests to nor- tals all the wise and. beneficial thoughts and inventions which Operate to improve our race. and alley and cure our suffering I say fit-ram {hall thank the Lord and Dr. Williams Pink sithrenthen the nerves, thus drmng disease from the syswm. Avoid imi- tations by insisting Ihat rfi'cry b“ you purchase is enclosed in :1 wrapper bearing the fu’l trad) mark, Dr. Wil- liams’ Pink Pills for Pale People. If your dealer does nor. keep them the! will balsent pm: paid at 51') cemea km or six boxes for $2.50 by addressing ”3° Dr. \Villiams’ Medicine. Co., Brock- Some Qu or (mtam of 5 art of (‘il ina From the Enterprise, Brid Solomon Meldrum, Esq, of Branch, Lunenburg Co VZS. Lpper tlemian of Scot, known throucrhout t1}: :5 My advanced age, being 119, old, made a cure look almost impog. sible, humanly considered, in a case of such long standing. But. thanks to the Lord and Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills, I am here toâ€"day in excellent health with scarcely an ill feeling to remind me of past sufferings. Somethingover bills. for my prolonged life and present good health. Dr. \Villiams’ Pink Pills cure by going to the root of the disease. They renew and bulld up Lhe blood, and Strenthen the norves, thus driving disease from the system. Avoid imi- intinns b‘: insisting Ihat '9‘?ch b“ ville, Om PRAYING MILLS. I bought .L, uSed them strictly as \Vith the Lord’s blessino Mi . 7‘ .uexand are descenxlvd ”m the LOSt Tribes. There is liL_t1e had Jews of all tkge 333%1‘. Thnn.to reillrn home dld “The expression of deep thoughtful- . '1‘ne lids of some pvr- aons fall so low that the pupil of the aye itself is the same. If the medita- :ionisover a subject that worries the ihinkei' the expression is again quit»). fifferent. The eyelids contract and the eyebrows are lowered and drawn togesher. This is true of a reflective moo . “As to emotional moods, there is :he messmn of anger, for instance. The ‘ ayes, mstead of closing, are Open wid- fer than they are normally, but the; L“h_9§pfessing sadness the entire 1m- 5 ' ' Ira 5?! Were Not Lost, Rut Merely Absorbed! \‘vi b! Other Nations. ‘ Kir After the death of Solomon the J c“- ; “Kingdom 118was split into two, that “Observe the face of one who laughs You will see that the lower eyelid has no muscle of its own, and it is only by the contraction of the adjac-cnt muscles in smiling or laughing ahat i1, lsmade to move. That is Why there are many wrinkles about the eyes of merry persons. “The expression of dean thmmhrrnt 3r eyelid cozfié: QUEER i: .“d. the folds of the skin {mg the lid a thick, 1 Ian ” in interruption is continued the EM may be raised even a little more, and in fact, the whole of ;the forehead, in- eluding the eyebrows, is raised and wrinkled. But the eye remains the same. “When a person is excited, much the same emotions are gone through," 0 .n- tinned the doctor. “His eyes are open wide, in cases of intense excitement. totheir greatest extent, but the fore; head is not wrinkled. and the ball of the eye is as expressive as a bit of glass. No more. the elevation of the lid will be buzâ€" momentary. If file surprise caused bf , ’3 ”end That Does the Business g B. 8318 .1. English Ocnllsi. , The“ are no expressrve eyes. The W of the eye is really in the 55- file eye itself, independent of its windings: has no more eXpression w a glass marble. "' A prominent English list makes this daring ‘ and he defends his posi- ith 811313113515 “The 6568 have. no amx-essiOB whatever,” he 533'8- “How do you explain the fact that the eyes atone person are more eXpreSSi‘.'e than those of another?” I am asked. They are not. The difference consists ih certain nervous contractions of the lids peculiar to the individual. «observe for yourself, and you M11 seethat I am right. KVe will see lilat 1am greatly interested in somelhing. and my attention is suddenly Called; from it by an unexpected interrup- tion. My upper eyelid raises itself just a little but the eye proper GOES not change an iota in appearance. 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