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IN ITS NATIVE PU3!TY. r. P. L. Campbell, of Fortune Bridge, P. 15.1., a great sufferer from pain in the back. MILLS gqmynnq AMERICAN, TH E PERFECT TEA 381 Brndfiui. KEV-vi EDITOR Axp‘l nnpmma. DURHA M A warm day in the southern part of West Virginia was fast drawing to a close; the heat during the day had been almost intolerable under the rays of the piercing sun, and the night was coming on in sullen sultriness. No breath 'of cooling air stirred the leafy branches of the trees; the‘ still- ness was broken only by the chirping of the crickets, and the fire-flies twinkled for (moment, and were ‘_ The curtains of Whi-testone Hall were looped hack, and a cheerful flood of light shone out on the waving cotton fields that stretched out as far as the eye could reach, like a field. of snow. The last touches had: been given to the pillars or roses that fill- On one of the most prosperous plan- tations in that section of the coun- try there was a great stir of excite- ment; the master, Basil Hurlhurst, was momentarily expected home with his bride. The negroesa in their groups here and there, watching eagerly for the first. approach of their master’s carriage on the white pebbled road. r? ‘1 ed every available nook and corner, making the summer air redolent with their o-dorous perfumes. Mrs. Cor- liss, Who had maintained the position of housekeeper for a score of years or more, stood at the window twist- ing the telegram she held in her hand with illâ€"concealed impatience. The announcement of this home-com- ing had been as unexpected as the news of his marriage had been quite a year before. “Let there be no guests assembled â€"my reasons will be made apparent to you later on," so read the telegram, which puzzled the housekeeper more than she cared to admit to the in- quisitive maid, who stood near her, curiously watching her thoughtful face. Both stood gazing intently out in- to the darkness. The storm had now commenced in earnest. The great tp‘ees bent to and fro like reeds‘be- fore the wind; the lightning flashed, and the terrific crash of roaring thunder mingled with the torrent of rain that beat furiously against the casement. It seemed as if the very flood-gates of heaven were flung open wide on this memorable night of the master’s return. "It is a fearful night. Ah! happy is the bride upon whose home-coming the sunlight falls,” muttered Mrs. Corliss under her breath. “’Pears to me it will rain afore they get here, Hagar," she said, ner- vously, and, as if in confirmation of her words, a few ruin-drops splashed against the windowâ€"pane. Hagar had caught the low-spoken words, and in a voice that sounded strange and weird like a warning. she answered; How little they knew, as they stood there, of the terrible tragedy -â€"the cruelee-t ever enactedâ€"those grim, silent walls of \Vhitestone Hall were soon to witness, in fulfill- ment of the strange prophecy. Hagar, the maid, had scarcely ceased speak- ing ere the door was flung violently 1y open, and a child of. some five sum- mers mshed into the room, her face livid with passion, and her dark, gleaming eyes shining like baneful stars, before which the two women involuntarily quaile-d. "Yes. and unhappy is the bride upon whose home-coming rain-drops fall.” “What is this I hear ’4” she cried, with wild energy, glancing fiercely from the one to the other. "Is it true what they tell meâ€"my father is. bringing home his bride ?" “Don't Pluma me I” retorted the s‘hild, clutching the deep crimson pas- sion roses frame vase at her side, and tramp'mg them ruthlessly beneath her feet. “Answer me at once, I sayâ€"has he dared do it 2" "Pluma, my ohil ," remonstrated Mrs. Corliss, feebly, “I-â€"â€"â€"” "P-l-u-m-a!” Mrs. Corliss advances toward her, but the child turns her darkly beautiful, willful face to- ward her with an imperious gesture. “Do not come a step nan-er," cried the child, bitterly, “or I shall fling myself from the window down on to the rock below. I shall never wel- come my father’s m'Ie here; and mark me, both of you. I hate her 1” she cried, vehemently. “She shall rue the day that she was born!” Mrs. Corliss knew but too well the child would keep her word. No pow- er, save God, could stay the turbulent current of the ungovernable self- will which would drag her on: to her doom. No human being could. hold' in subjection the fierce, untamed will of the beautiful, youthful tyrant. . There had been strange rumors of the unhappiness of Basil Hurlhurst's former marriage. No one remember- ed having seen her but once, quite five years before. A beautihxl woman with a babe had suddenly appeared at Whitestone Hall, announcing herself as Basil Hurlhnrst's wife. There had been a fierce, stormy interview, and on that very night Basil Hurl- burst took his write and child abroad; CHAPTER I. Heiress and Wife. The master of Whitestone Hall was young; those who knew his story.were not surprbed that he should marry- he could not go through life alone; still they felt a. nameless pity for the young wife who was to be brought to the home m which dwelt the child of his former wife. those who had once seen the dark; glorious. scornful beauty of the wo- man's face never forgot it. Two years later the master had returned alone with the little child, heavily draped in widower's weeds. _, At that instant, through the rag- ing of the fierce elements, the sound of carriage wheels emote upon their ears as the vehicle dashed rapidly‘ up the long avenue of the porch; while, in another instant, the young master. half carrying the slight, delicate figure that clung timidly to his} arm, hurriedly entered the spacious par-n lor. There was a short consultation with the housekeeper, and Basil Hurl- burst, tenderly lifting the slight burden in his strong, powerful arms, quickly bore his wife to the beauti- ful apartments that had been pre- pared for her. There would be bitter war to the end between them. No one could tell on which side the scales of mercy and justice would be balanced. In the excitement of the moment Plume was quite forgotten; for an instant only she glanced bitterly at the sweet, fair face resting against her father’s shoulder, framed in a mass of golden hair. The child clinched her small hands until she a]- most cried aloud with the intense pain, never once deigning a glance at her father’s face. In that one inâ€" stant the evil seeds of a life-time were sown strong as life and more bitter than death. Turning hastily aside she sprung hurriedly down the long corridor, and out into the darkness and the storm, never stopping to gain breath until she had quite reached the huge pon- derous gate that shut in the garden from the dense thicket that skirted the southern portion of the planta- tion. She laughed a hard, mocking laugh that sounded unnatural from childish iips, and she saw a white hand hurriedly loop back the silken curtains of her father’s window, and saw him bend tenderly over the gold- en-haired figure in the arm-chair. Suddenly the sound of her own name fell upon her ear. “Plume," whispered a low, can- tious voice, and in the quick flashes of lightning she saw a white, hag- gard woman's face pressed close against the grating, and two white hands were steadily forcing the rusty lock. There was no fear in the fiery, rebellious heart of the dauntlese child. “Go away, you miserable beggar- woman," she cried, “or I shall set the bounds on you at once. Do you hear me, I say 3" : Rev. 8. A. Dupran, Methodist minis- tar, fhnsecon, Prince Edward County; g0nt.. states;-â€" "I was troubled with Eitchi ng and bleeding piles for year: end they ultimately attained to a very violent form. Large lumps or ‘ abcesses formed so that it ~was: with great difficulty and considerable pain that I was able to stool. At 'this severe crisis I purchased a box of Dr. Chase’s Ointment but I had little or no 'teithi m it! as I had tried ' various remedies before and to no NIPPON- "Who are you: °” questioned the wo- man. in the same low- "’uurded voice. The child threw her head back proudly, her voice rising s'hrilly above the wild warring of the elements, as She answered; “Know, than, I am Pluma, the heir- ess of Whitestone Hall." The child formed a strange pic- tureâ€"her dark, wild face, so s‘range-z 13* like the mystarious woman's own, standing vividly out against the crimson lightning flashes, her dark curls blown about hear gypsy-like face. the red lips curling scornfully, her. dark eyes gleaming. “How dare you, a beggar-woman, call me E" cried the child, furiously. ”Pluma.-â€"comeâ€"-hereâ€"instantly!" There was a subtle something in the stranger's voice that throbbed “Flu-ma,” called the woman, soft- 1y, "come here.” Is it any wonder that physicians and druggists are unanimous in re- commending Dr. Chase’s Ointment as the. only actual cure for piles? Is it any wonder that ministers and prom- inent business and professional men willingly testify to the merits of a preparation which really cures piles and puts an end to the torturing, ex- asperating itching? Operations with the accompanying risk; expense: and pain are no longer necessary. Dr. Chase's Ointment positively cure! every form of piles. whether itching, bleeding or protruding. - purpose. . i fDr. Chase‘s Ointment, 60 cents a box, “Now, imagine how great and joyous ut all dealers or Edmunlon. Rb! was my cumin to 1mg thit Just ti. 9.. Intent“ ' . With Its Dangers, Pain and Expense and Thor~ oughly Cured of Torturing Itching Piies by SAVE] FRfiM Mi OPERATWN soul, like the mesmeric influence. a serpent exerts over a fascinated dove. Slowly, hesitatmgly, this child, whose fiery will had never bowed before hu- man power, came timidly forward, step by step, close to the iron gate against which the woman's face was pressed. She ’stretched out” her hand, and it rested for a. moment in the child's dark curls. through the. child's pulse like leap- ixng {ireâ€"a strange, mysterious in- fluence that bound her, heart and “Pluma, the gate is locked," she said. “Do you klnow where the keys are?” “No." answered the chi-1d. “They used to hang behind- the pantry doorâ€"a' greet-bunch of them. Don’t they hang there now ?” 5‘1 thought so,” muttered the wo- man, triumphantly. “Now, listen, Pluma; I want you to do exactly as I bid you. I want you to go quickly and quietly, and bring me the long- est and thinnest one. You are not mi breathe one word 'of this to any liv- ing soul. Do you undexstand, Plurna -I command you to do it. " "Yes." ans'wered the‘ child, dubi- ously. f‘Stay !" she called, as the child was about to turn from her. ”Why is the house lighted up “co-night ?" Again the reckless spirit of the child flashed forth. “My father has brought home his bride," she said. “Don’t you see him bending over her, toward the third Window y'onder 2’” Was it a curse the woman mutter- ed as she watched the fair, golden- haire-d young girl-Wife’s head resting against Basil Hurlhurst's breast, his arms clasped lovingly about her? The woman's eyes quickly followed in the direction indicated. Quickly and cautiously the opild sped on her fatal errand throughi the storm and the darkness. A' moment later she had returned with the key Which was to‘unlock a world of mi:- ery to so many lives. “‘Go, Pluma!” she commanded, bit- terly. “Promise me, Plume, heiress of Whitestone Hall, never to tell what you have done or seen or heard 10-3 nig t. You must never dare breathe it while you live. Say you will never tell. Plume." “No,” cried the chid, "I shall never tell. They might kill me, but I would never tell them.” ' The next moment she was alone. Stunned and bewlldered. she turned her face slowly toward the house. The storm did not abate in its fury; night" birds flapped their wings through the storm, overhead; owls Shrleked in the distance from the swaying tree-topS;‘ yet the child walked slowly home knowing no fear. ln the house lights were moving to and fro while serâ€" vants, with bated breath and light footfalls, hurried through the long corridors toward her father’s room. No one seemed to notice Plume, in along by their side, toward her own It was quite midnight when her fa- tthter sent for her. Pluma suffered him to kiss her. giving back no ans- wering caress. ‘ her dripping robe, creeping slowly little chamber. "I have brought some one eise to you, my darling," he said. "See. Plumeâ€"a new mammal And see who elseâ€"a wee, dimpled little sister. with golden hair like mamma’s, and great blue eyes. Little Evalia is your sister, dear. Pluma must love her new mamma and sister for papa’s sake.” The dank frown on the child's face never relaxed, and, with an impati- ent Gesture, her father ordered her taken at once from the room. Suddenly the great bells of \Vh~'ztv-~ stone Hall ceased pealing for tho joyous birth of Basil Hurlhur‘st’s daughter, and bitter cries of a strong: man in mortal anguish rent the air. No one had noticed how or when the sweet, goldenâ€"haired young wife had died. With a smile on her lips, sh” one box cured me, so that the lumps disappeared and also the external swelling. I feel like adifferent man today and have not the least doubt that Dr. Chase's Ointment saved me from avery dangerous and painful operation and many years of suffer- ing. It‘ is with the greatest pleasure and with a thankful .hea rt that I give this testimonial, knowing that Dr. Chase’s Ointment has done so much for me. You are. at perfect. liberty to use this testimonial as you see fit .for the benefit of others similarly afflicted," Rev. J. A; Baldwin, Baptist minister, Athena, Ont., writes :â€" “For over twenty, years I was a. great sufferer from itching and pro- truding piles. I used many remedies and :underwent three very painful s'urgical operations, all without obtain- ing. any- permanent ' benefit. When about to give up in; despair I was told to use Dr. Chase’s , Ointment and did so, finding relief at once. I used three banks, and am almost entirely cured; The itching is all gone; I have :1de others to use it, believing it would cure them as it has me.” wne dead. with her tiny little darling pressed close to her pulseleess heart. But sorrow even as pitiful as death but rarely trayels singly, Dear Heaven ! how could they tell the brok- enâ€"hearted man, who wept in such agony beside the wife he had loved so well, of another mighty sorrow that had fallen upon him? Who was there that could break the news to him? The tiny, fair-haired ‘infant had been stolen from their midst. They would have thanked God if it had been lying cold in death upon its mother's bosom. Slowly throughout the long night- that terrible night that was never to be forgottenâ€"the solemn bells pealed forth from the turrets of Whitestone Hall, echoing in their sound; ‘Un- happy is the brbde the rain! falls on. ” Most truly had been the fulfillment of the fearful prophecy! "Merciful God i" cried _Mrs. Corliss, “how shall I break the new: to my master? The sweet little babe is gone!" For answer Hagar 'bent quickly over her, and breathed a few words in her ear that caused her to cry out in horror and amaze. “No one will ever know." whispered Hagar; "it is .the wisest course. The truth will lie buried in our own hearts, and die with us." Six weeks from the night. his gold- en-«haired wife had died Basil Hurl- hurst awoke to consciousness from the ravages of brain-feverâ€"-awoke to a life not worth the living. Quickly Mrs. Corliss, the housekeeper, was sent for, who soon entered the room, leaning upon Hagar’s arm. “My wife 13â€"" He could not say more. “Buried, sir, beneath yonder wil- low." "And the babe 1” he cried. eagerly. “Dead." answered Hagar, softly. "Both are buried in one grave." Basil Hurlhurst turned his face to the wall, with a bitter groan. Heaven forgive themâ€"the seeds of the bitterest of tragedies were irre- vocably sown. Rugllsh Admlral Found Way Barred b! l One of Ills linden-Hugs. l l Admiral Sir Michael Culme Seymour the naval commander in chief at Portsmouth. England, who retired from active service at the end of last month, is the subject of many good stories. Perhaps one of the best is of an amusing adventure which befell him soon after he took over the Ports- mouth command. Sir Michael is a splendid athlete. Tall and spare, he could even now give many [an young' er men than he a fair start and a beating in a hundred yard sprint. Some three years back he was swing- ing along in front of the Royal Ma- rine artillery barracks at Eastnefi when oaentry stopped him. “YOU can't go any further, the road is closed toâ€"day,” said the man, “Do you know who I am ?" queried the aston- ished admiral, who was not accustom- ed to having marine sentries exercise authority over him, The man replied that he didn’t know and didn't care. “But I am your commander- inâ€"chief," expostulated the admiral. For a minute the man stared at him, zhen turned away, jerking his thumb .;-)verhisshoulder, and exclaiming in sarcastic tones, “Chuck it! Chuck it!" And Sir Michael might have had to turn inch in discomfiture had not an officer who saw the occurrence come to his aid. The sentry’s too :igid performance of his duty result- :1 in his being marched off to the zuard-roomâ€"rather hard upon a man who could not be expected to associ- ate the tweed-clad gentleman before ,him with the awful majesty of the ', port admiral. “Stand back!" roared a policeman. mm, forcing him back into thr- c:'0 wd again. "Stand back!" shouted the man; 'zmd see a lively creature perish be- am my eyes 1” To his disgust, the crowd gazed on .n apathy “VVretches!” he shrieked, pointing o the poor lady at the! window, “are you blind g” And with a mad rush he had dash- ~t1 up the stairs and seized the lady ound the waist, and had borne her to be outer air in a few seconds. His agitation and the heat caused aim to nearly faint, but he had just- .mough strength to place her m the arms of a policeman amid the shouts of the crowd. Hey-glanced at the lady he had res- cued from a fiery fate, and the rea- son of their mirth was at once apâ€" gar-ant. an}. ami-d the laughter of the But, good gracious! What was that? V Did his ears deceive him? In- stead of a great cheer for him, a {tremendous roar of laughter greei’ ed t‘h‘e heroic act! iiThe room. was on fire. and at the xgin-dow stood a fair and lovely crea- -ure. Frantic with horror, he push- 'fd through the people and called upon ~he firemen to save her. nrent. and amid the laughter of the tnsympathetic crowd he fled. ’ He had rescued. the mfll'mer'a dum- STOPPED BY A SENTRY (To 39 Continued.) TO THE RESCUE Watches Will Nov-- Ham on Ball BQ'RI'II“ Almost everything that runs at all nowadays runs on 'balLbearings- The latest piece of mechanism, to use this form of friction-saving is a watch ex- hibited at the Paris Exposition by 9- French firm. It is a. great success. and bids fair to supersede watches made om the old‘ plan, at least when veg fine and durable work is de- Bired. The bicycle has shown us that axles' and pivots that roll on their bearings are better than those that simply rub. It was only natural that watch- makers should seek to profit by these same advantages in their own in- duetry, where, more than in any other business. regularity is absolutely ne- oessary, and where the motive force, Whether due to a weight or to a spring, is always relatively feeble. Thus. several years ago. M. Chateau made tower-clocks, with ball-bearings, which allowed a considerable economy of weight. With‘ the watch, the problem was more complex, for here we have to do only with pivots whose diameter is measured by the tenth of a millime- ter, 1-250 inch. M. Leon Gruet has solved the problem. and did it so suc- cessfully, that the first ballvbearing watch figured at the Exposition. af- ter taking a bulletin of the first class at the Observatory of Began- This watch is a man’s Watch of the ordinary size. All its pivots roll on balls of one-half and one-quarter millimeter, 1-50 and 1-100 inch, in di- ameter, of hard tempered steel, well rounded and polished. Only the mov- able parts of the eecapement, which receive only an extremely feeble moâ€" tive impulse, are without them. It would be superfluous to dwell on the skill and patience which M. Gruet must have devoted to the production of such a masterpiece. The execution of the balls alone constituted a con- chanism, where the least irregularity might destroy all the advantages in- herent in their use. Besides the general advantages re- sulting directly from the use of ball- bearings, there are others more spe- cial ones which are not less import-’ ant. It is asserted with reason that the thinness of the pivots is an im- portant factor of precision and con- siderably lessens the absorption of en; ergy, which must be carefully look- ed out for in a watch. The result is that at the base of the ordinary cy- lindrical pivot, which is much weaker than the axle whose end it forms, is a point of danger. and this often determines the fracture of the pivot. With ball-bearings, the cylindrical form may be replaced with the coni- cal. This shape enables us to place circular rows of balls with diameter 1as small as desired. and avoids com- pletely all danger of breakage at the base of the pivot. In closing it may be noted that existence, as they present no advan- tages over tempered steel. The result is ‘a reduction in the necessary labor of manufacture and in the price. M. Gruet believes that the balls should be as small as possible. He has taken great pains to make balls of the uniform size of one-quarter mil- limeter, 1-100 inch. in diameter, and he hopes that the expense may be con- siderably reduced. It wiil probably be with these miniature balls as it has been with the'tiny screws used in watches. These can now be bought at 10 centimes, two cents, a dozen,. with diameter of one-quarter millime. ter. microscOpic pitch, and regularly made head with slit in the middle. To sum up the ball-bearing watch has made its trial trip. Theory and practice agree that it is an advance over its predecessors. and doubtless the public will confirm this judg- ment. A lieutenant of engineers at Tien 'l‘sin, with three sappers, crept pp in the dark an dplaced a charge of. gun- cotton at the huge gate. 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