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HOLT, L. D. S. FURNITURE J AMIESOX. Durham. SAVINGS BANK. Durham Agency. [load (mice, Toronto. Furniture DURHAM DOUNDRYMAN D”! I“ H, - GMT G. LEFROY McCAUL. Medical Directory. AT THE BRICK FOUNDR I; egal Dzrectory. JACOB KRESS. J. P. TELFORD. healer In all kinds of Prices Cut; Embalming z. specialty. intscellanemzs . . DENTIST. -- WE MAKE -- and Cross-but Saws Manager. .w -vâ€"â€" Lady St. Just had never been in the street before. She looked anxiously for the number which Gerald Dorman had given, and when the cab stopped, she looked even more anxiously at the house. It was a large house, with green balconies and a small garden in frontâ€"the very ideal of respectability. A few sad-looking flowers grew in the little garden; the windows all had green venetian: and white curtains. “Shall I go in with you, my lady 8” “No,” said Lady St. Just. “And no matter how long I am, remain here till I return.” In answer to the summons at the door a servant-maid appeared, and she looked wonderingly at Lady St. Just. Vivien had dressed herself as plainly as possible, but she could not hide the magnificence of her figure or the grand, noble beauty of her face. The __‘.l asked Joan, as the cab stepped. girl stared at the finusual vision, and Lady St. Just asked if she could see Mr. Barman. “I don’t know. They say he is dying,” replied the girl. ‘ Lady St. Just recoiled at the words. Poor Gerald, to lie dying there! "Shall I fetch my mistress or the nurse 2” asked the girl. “The nurse," replied Vivien; and in a few minutes the maid returned with her,a kindly, clever-looking woman, who courtesied profoundly. “You are the lady, I think,” 'she said, “whom Mr. Dorman wishes to see?" “YeS,” answered Vivien; “I will go to him at once, if you please. 13 be any better 2" "No,” replied the nurse; “I am sorry to say Mr. Dorman will never be any better in this world, madam. I do not think he has many hours to live; but he told me this morning that he could not die until he had seen you.” not die until he had seen you.” Again the words struck her with all the force of a blow. What: did they mean? She saw the white face, wan, haggard, with a. gray shade on it; she saw two large, wistful, almost despairing eyes, glazed and terrible, that fastened on her face with a bun. gry look; she saw the white hands, so thin and trembling, stretched out to greet her, and she knelt down by his bedside unable to resist her tears. “Will you follow me, madam ?” ask- ed the nurse, who, like the servant, was struck by the wonderful grace and magnificent beauty of the visitor. She followed the nurse up the stairs into a large, well lighted, wellvfur- nished room. A bedstead with crimson hangings occupied the middle; on it lay Gerald. “Vivien,” he whisperedâ€"and in all her life Lady St. Just had never heard anything so terrible as that voiceâ€" “have you come at lastâ€"at last 9” and the dying eyes seemed to drink in every feature of her beautiful face. “At last -- at last! and I have waited ,such long hoursudark, dreary hours; land deathâ€"see, death stands here by my side, but he would not lay his hand upon me until you had beenâ€"you, my queen, my darling, my only love!” She raised her head with a warning gesture. “Yes, I know,” he said, “you are an- other man’s wife, but none the less my darling, none the less my love, none the less my idol. though you have never loved me I” "My poor Gerald," she said gentiY: “you were such a faithful friend to me â€"so good and so true.” "Yes, and 1am dying because I love you so. I have tried my best; Ihave tried to live without you, to fill my life with other cares. I could not, so I lie here.” “Rich Gerald,” be corrected. “I have lived for you, my beautiful, proud, stately love-'-lived, sinned, suffered. I also die for you. You will remember that, and not think hardly of. me. I know,” he said faintly, “that the love of you constituted my life; but Idid not think I should miss you so greatly, eo terribly. Vivien, may I hold your hand in mine just once! 1 am a dying jman. dear, dying for you.” “M? poor Gerald!” she said, with weepmg eyes. She took the worn white hand in her own, and held it in her warm clasp. “Vivien.” he said, “I am thirsting to hear something - tell me, have you been happy since you married? Do not imagine that there is any foolish jealously in my heartâ€"but I want to know. I want to know it you have v His eyes were fixed on liar face with flThrough Storm and Sunshine CHAPTER XLI. such desperate earnestnessâ€"with such almost fierce craving for her answer. “I have been .so happy that the world has been like Paradise to me. I love my husband dearly, Gerald; he is noble and generous, he is devoted to me, and spends his dite in making me happy. Then I have two beautiful children. 0h, Gerald, how I wish you had come to our house instead of lying all alone here! I would have nursed you and cared for you as though I were your own sister." “Tell me,” he saia, "have you been happy ? Tell me all.” “Yes,” she replied; “I have been' “Never mind about me.” he said, faintly ; “tell me more about your hapâ€" “It is so great.” she replied, "that it is perfect. 1 am beloved and happy, Gerald; the days are all bright. What more can I any i” 7 A-éfidden, almost beautiful light came over his face. She saw how the words delighted him, and she continuu- "You tell me that for these past few years you who have suffered so much have been perfectly happy 8” he said. "Yes," she replied, "perfectly.” “And, tell me, Vivienâ€"clasp my hand more tightly. dear, it is so coldâ€" if you had never been married you would never have been happy i" "No,” she replied, "never.” “Then I am content,” he said. “And, Vivien, you would never have married had you not known that Oswald was dead 3” happy.” “Never” she replied, “I would never have married with that awful secret on my soul. But, Gerald, that is all past, do not speak at it. I have re- pented; I have prayed for pardon through long days and long nights; I have been kind to every child for the sake of that one. Do not speak of it.” 'z “You. may hate me when I tell you ‘ --you may almost curse my name; but :1 loved you so I was determined that you should be happy, no matter what :it cost me, no matter what Isuf- Ihe ed, or how I sinnead I would have 1 died over and over again to make you happy-" She saw a gray, terrible look come over his face. “'t is true. I swear it before Heu- gvenZ” he said faintly, and then for some minutes there was silence be- tween themâ€"an awful silence, more gterx ble than the quietness of death. “You have been quite happy, dear, for the past few years 2” he repeat-s ed. “Yea,” Gerald," she answered; "but why do you; ask 8” “But, Gerald," she asked, the same terrible sickening fear overpowering her, “what is itâ€"what have you done 2’” “Do not hate me, Vivien. Stoop down lower that I may whisper. Love -â€"-my loveâ€"Oswald is not dead, but living I” She threw up her arms with a. ter- rible cryâ€"a cry like that of one drowningâ€"a cry so shrill in its agony and despair that the dying man was alarmed at it. “it cannot be true," she gasped rather than spoke; “it is too cruel, it cannot be true i” The face raised to him then was in that short space of time quite chang- ed; the rich coloring, the happy light, the proud, serene calmness were gone, never to return. 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'9 And if they are diseased use the World’s Greatest Kidney Cure, dearly; and I saw that you would be wretched all your life away from that “Not half so wretched as I am now,” she returned. “It was cruel of you, Gerald." “I did not mean it to be so," he: said, faintly. “I saw that you werei unhappy, and that you would never; marry while this secret lay between you and the man you loved. You! know Vivien, that I would have died 1 for you. When I saw you so miser-l able, I asked myself what I could doi to make you happy; and I knew from what you had said that you could never be happy while the boy lived.” He lay quite still for some moments, and then he continuedâ€" “May Heaven pardon me, Vivien. but I loved you so well that I could almost have destroyed him to render you happy. Another idea came to me â€"tto make you believe he was dead. It was for that I went to America. I could not see any other way. I was very kind to the boy; he loved me very muchâ€"he loves me now. I took him away from my brotherâ€"he traveled with me; and then I deceived my bro- ther as much as you, for I made him believe the boy was dead." “How could you? How! could you? she sobbed. All her strength, all her courage, had given way at last, and she was weeping like a. child. “It was easy to deceive my brother. He is a bookworm, a scholar; a good man; but he takes no interest in the world or what goes on in it. Noth- ing ever surprises him; he is never] sorry, never glad. Years ago, when I took the boy to him, he said, ‘Is he your son, Gerald?’ and when I bade him ask no questions, he asked none. He is unlike every one else. It was easy to deceive him. I; told him that his charge was ended, that the boy was dead, and that he could return home. He asked no question, he made no commentâ€"he returned, and I re- maimed. Vivien, I meant to bring the boy up as my own, and never to tell you; but I found that I could not live. I worked hard to keep him and myself. I spent all my annuity on him. I brought him back: to England when I found that I could not live, and he is here; but. Vivien. listen.” She ceased her passionate weeping and looked at him. “Listen, beloved," he said. “He has changed so completely; he is not the boy he wasâ€"cunning, false. un- disciplined; our training has done him some good. He is not perfectâ€"far from itâ€"but he is a better boy than he was.” "Where is he 2” she asked. "I placed him in the best school I could find-«Dr. Lester's, of Hammer- smith. He is there as Henry Dorman. He has wanted for nothing, Vivien-â€" you believe that ?" "Yes,” she replied, “I am sure of it. But it was a cruel deceptionâ€"a cruel kindnessâ€"a. cruel deed. I would rather have died yesterday than have heard this to-day." “Still you have been happy. my be- loved 2" “Yes, but all my happiness is over now," she replied, with‘ a bitter cry- “all over. I can never be happy again.” "I did it because I loved you. andl‘ could not endure to see you suffer. I} meant only kindnessâ€"only love. I; knew that if you believed the boyi dead and buried your last scruple: would be removed, and you would be? happy. I knew that while you be-! lieved him living you would never; know one moment's peace. Oh. par-‘ don me, my beloved!” He held out his white, worn hands. “See how I have suffered," he said, sadly, “I was a strong. man once, and a good man. See to what my love for you has led me. I have stained my soul by sin, andl my strength has left me. I have loved you so that I am dying for you. Now I know what it. is to waste one’s heartâ€"to garner: the whole strength of a soul, and lav- ’ish it in vain. Now I say to myself, [with contrite tears, that I ought to have thought of Heaven as I have thought of you." “My poor Gerald," she said. “that! is a terrible love." l “I lnnow iztâ€"it has killed me. I have never had any hope in it. You were proud, stately, beautifulâ€"I wasE only a poor dependent. I never dreamed of any return; but just as a flower gives its perfume to the sun, gives its all, gives it freely, asking no return, so I was willing to live and to die for you. I wanted no return. I laid my honor, my truth, my honesty, 1 my very manhood, under your feet. I I would have sinned even more deeply to fmake you happy. I loved you better ! than myself." “But, Gerald," she said. gently, “why have you told me your secret? I was so happy in my ignorance. \Vhy have you not kept your secret to the end?” “Because I could not die with it un- told. I have lingered on in the agony. of death and could not die. You can- not see ‘what I see, beloved. Here by my side stands the grim king, sword in hand. It would not fall until I had told youâ€"until justice was done. I could live in sinâ€"I dared not die in The sad dying eyes seemed to fill with a sudden light. “Still, I cannot see why you should have told me.” sh: emoaned, “I was so happy, Gerald." “Listen, beloved,” he said again. "Justice must be done; the boy must go back to Lancewood.” “Never," she cried hastilyâ€"“never! All our sin and suffering shall not have been in vain.” “Buxt I say it must be done, Vivien. You must do justice; you must restore the inheritance to the boy." A sharp spasm of pain passed over his livid face. Lady St. Just laid his head down on the pillow, she smoothed back his hair from his brow; his face grew more calm again. “Vivien,” he whispered, faintly, “once, long ago, when I was going away from you, you kissed me, and the memory of that moment has never left me. Beloved, kiss me again, for I am dying for you.” She laid her fresh warm lips on his, already growfing cold and chill. She saw a strange change come over his face, and she rose hastily and called the nurse. “I am afraid Mr. Dorman is worse," she said. The nurse looked at him. “He is dying, madam,” she told her. He opened his eyes, which were fillâ€" ed with a strange, deep shadow, and fixed them on Vivien's face. She saw his lips move, and bent over him. “The boy must go back to Lance- wood." he said, with labored breath. “Promise me.” She made no answer. “Promise, me,” he repeated, and be- fore her answer came Gerald Dor- man was dead. Hoaxâ€"I understand the doctor said festerday that there was very Little hope in your rich uncle’s case. J oaxâ€" It’s even worse to-day. He’s very much better. What do you suppose makes your baby sister cry 30? asked a. visitor of small Johnny. Iguess It must be ’cauee she is hatchin’ her teeth, re- plied the youthful observer. What makes you think he is a~man of little tact? He joined a Don’t Worry Club the second day after he was married, and didn’t know enough to keep it a secret. Well, dad, cried the prodigal son flippantly, wouldn’t you better go out and kill the fatted calf now? Yes, I guess I would, returned the old man slowly. One cuhlf is enough to keep at a time. Fuddyâ€"They have adeal to say about the brotherhood of. man. and yet wars and rumors of wars con yet wars and rumors of wars con- tinue. Buddyâ€"That’s all right. There always has been more or less tight- ing in families. My boy, said the first proud papa, has a bad habit of interrupting me when I’m talking. Your boy isn’t old enough for that yet. No, replied the other, my boy contents himself with interrupting me when I’m sleeping. Tessâ€"So she’s to marry the son of the wealthy Mr. IMillyunc. How on earth did she manage to land jhim,. I wonder! J assâ€"She’s musical, you know, and so it’s no trouble at allfor her to catch an heir. The trembling Boxer knelt before Li Hung Chang and; strove to explain matters. .I must have lost my head. I see no other reason why I engaged in the uprising, 0h, Son of the Blue Sky, he waw. You are a trifle oft in your grammar, interposed Li. You should say; I will have lost my head. And the executioner stepped forward at the proper signal. Georgy, an the warmthâ€"Say, Ed- dy, did Harry hit you? Eddyâ€"No. Georgy-Did iJmmy hit you! Eddy- nga Geargfirâ€"Wéu, it ziobody hasn’t hat you, I will. I’ve got to lick some Why don’t you economize? asked the pedestrian indignantly. I have econoâ€" mized, answered Meandering Mike. I right on to it. SUMMER SMILES. To Be Continued. it’ nothin’ an’ I’ve halt Dlost ’amous (‘omummlers Are Always Moderate szd 35cm “ Little and wise.” The above three words convey afapt that requires evidently some explana- tion. For it cannot be denied by any one well acquainted with history that by far the greater proportion of. the most renowned leaders of armies, both ancient and modern, have been men whose statue was below rather than above the average. It might Well be supposed that, in fighting, the man who had a gigantic and most striking person would, other things being equal, be the one most likely to leave the greatest impression as a solâ€" dier of note in his own day. But this has ever been far from the truth and Just as much so in olden tunes, when the struggles were more hand to hand as now when‘wa'r has become a sci- ence of tactics and fiveâ€"mile guns. All through the ages downward the 1 men who have left their names to the 1 world as the greatest Generals of var- it ious generations, have been, almost uniformly, little men. Toâ€"day our chief leaders in this country are ROBERTS AND WOLSELEY. Both these celebrated Generals, are. men whose height, reckoned in inches, ‘ is well below the ordinary man, and much below what is considered a fine soldierly height. But this, which sonic soldierly height. But this, which some people would consider a great disadvantage, has not proved so in their cases. It is difficult, on looking 1 i at the wiry frame of Lord Roberts, to believe that that quiet-looking, thin. : ’little gentleman in morning dress is 1 the same man who has done such fine . work upon fields of battle in so many icountries. And when one stands by {Lord Wolseley, and notices that he, too, is far from being of the regula- tion army height, one again sees that it is not “greatness” measured by inches that makes the General. French too, who has been the most consist- .ently successful of all leaders, in the lpresent war, below the two chiefs, is only 5 feet 6 inches in height. 1 I Barking further back in the history of our land, we cannot forget, though it is a fact not so well known, that the finest soldier this country, and probably any other, has ever seen, the Duke of Wellingtonâ€"the Great Duke -was a man whose height, considered by ordinary measurement, was almost insignificant. Arthur, Duke of Wel- lington, was a man who, as far as tallness went, would never have oeen noticed in any everyday assembly. And had he been thus noticed, it is-cer- tain that one regarding him would have set him down as of little account viewed from the point of view of what a soldier should be. But the “ mind’s the standard of the man.” and his small stature did not interfere with the wonderful military qualities of VICTOR 0F WATERLOO. Here we may notice also that his great rival, Napoleon himself, was a man very far below the average height, and was, indeed, universally known among his officers for many years as “ Le Petit Caporal,” being thus nicknamed owing to his luck of inches. Napoleon may justly claim to own a place among the six greatest soldiers this world has ever seen; at least such is the verdict of authorities. Yet this great leader of fighting men N., G. J. MCKECH THE SIZE OF GENERALS. We beg to inform our customers and the public generally that we have adopted the Cash System, which means Cash or its Equiv- alent, and that our motto will be “Large Sales and Small Profits” We take this opportunity of thanking our customers for past patronage, and we are convinced that the new system will merit a continuance or the same. 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