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Dunn Hay Forks Machine Oil, Harness Oil, Axle Grease and H001 Ointment, go to That is sure to phase can always be purchased hem. Also a Firat'Class Hanrsp nlways in connection. Em- balming a speciaity. (McKinnon’s old Stand) T33 SAVINGS BARK. d. KELLY, Agent. We have a fine assortment of the best GROCERIES which we are prepored to sell at right prices. These are not cheap good: which are dear at any price, but the very been that money can buy. They include For the Millons. S. SCOTT Any quantity of APPLES, mostly Spies and A1 fruit. in: READY MADES and SUITINGS. :5 cheap as the chupest. ‘ ALWAYS 0N HAND FOR SALE. The Harnessmaker ONTARIO. DURHAM, ONT. ONTARIO. Don’t wait 'until you can’t deceive yourself any longer. Begin wrth the first thought to take Scott’s Emulsion. If it isn’t really consumption so much the better; you will soon forget it and be better for the treatment. If it is consump- tion you can’t expect to be cured at once. but if you will begin in time and will be rigidly regular in your treat- ment you will win. Scott’s Emulsion, fresh air, rest all you can, eat all you can, that’s the treatment and that’s the best treatment. HERE was a line of light in the eastern sky. The camp was very still. Cecil stood *‘ tranquil beside the coma with- in which his broken limbs and shot pierced corpse would so soon be laid forever. There was a deep sadness on his face, but it was perfectly serene. To the words of the priest who ap- proached him he listened with respect, though he gently declined the services of the church. “Maj: l spo‘nk with him an instant? I Lm- !wnnl it ”10!!th that he is of my (WV-'HU'F and M' a rank above his standing in lnis'reginwnt here.” “You may address him, M. le Due, but hp brie: Time uresses " Over the slope of brown and barren earth that screened the camp from View there came at the very moment that the ramrods were drawn out with a shrill. sharp ring from the carbine har- rvls a single figure. tall, stalwart. lithe, with the spring of the deer stalker in his mph! step and the sinew of the nnrtlu-ru raves in its mold. The m-wconwr went straight to the mlimnm in command and addressed ?:':t.: with brief preface. hurriedly and The time to treat consump- tion is when you begin tryin to hide it from yourselE Others see it, you won’t. When they came near to bind the covering over his eyes. he motioned them away, taking the bandage from their hands and (casting It far from him. “Did I ever fear to look down the depths of my enemies’ muSkots?" It was the single outbreak. the single reproach, that escaped from him. the single utterance by which he ever quot- ed his services to France. Not one who heard him dared again to force on him that indignity which would have blind- ed his light as though he had ever dreaded to meet death. ' That one protest having escaped him. he was once more still and calm, as though the vacant grave yawning at his feet had been but a couch of down to rest his tired limbs. “It is best thus,” he thought, “it only she never knows”â€" N Dl'im'o The best lung fertilizer is Scott’s Emulsion. Salt pork is good too, but it is very hard to digest. Strengthen the lungs as you would weak land and the weeds will disappear. Consumption is a human weed flourishing best in weak lungs. Like other weeds it’s easily destroyed while young; when old sometimes im- possible. . C1 ‘ O .011 0‘1 I n... .0 cola. cocoa? kw?” r... a '0. 00. 00.0 00. 00' flaw... 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His Hand .‘nnk as munch the lmllots hm! :Jxeml} pic'l'q'ml his fireast. and the 1mm wlm bui nfml him 'lnnd stuod mum: at him. paralyzed Willi horrnr. “My friend. do not plead to? me. For the sake of our common country and our old love. let us both meet this'witb silence and with courage.” The words stung his bearer well nigh to madness. He turned on the soldiers with all the fury of his race that slumbered so long, but when it awoke was like the lion’s rage. In- vectlve. entreaty. conjuradon. com- Where the guards held him Cecil saw and heard. His voice rose with all its old strength and directness: Lyonuesse flung of! the detaining hand of the guard and swung round so that his agonized eyes gazed close into the adjutant’s immovable face. which before that gaze lost it's cold- ness and its rigor. “An hour’s reprieveâ€"for mercy’s sake. grant that!” “I have said it is impossible.” “He is an English noble, I tell you”â€" “He is a soldier who has broken the law. That suffices. I must obey my orders. i regret you should have this pain. but if you do not cease to inter- fere my soldiers must make you.” “As 1 live. you shall not fire! I for- bid you! I swear by my honor and the honor of England that he shall not die like a dog. He is of my country: he ls of my order. 1 will appeal to your emperor.~ He will accord me his life the instant 1 ask lt. Give me only an hour’s reprieveâ€"a few moments’ space to speak to your chiefsâ€"to seek out your general”- The Seraph started and flung himself round with the grand challenge of a lion struck by a puny spear. His face flushed crimson; his words were chok- ed in his throbbing throat. “It is impossible, monselgneur. Sub- mit to the execution of the law. or 1 must arrest you." They were the words that his sister had spoken. Cecil’s white lips quiv- ered as he heard them. His voice was scarcely audible as it panted through them: “I was accused”- “Aye! But by whom? Not by me! Never by me!” “Hush! Justice must take its course. One thing onlyâ€"has she heard ?” “Nothing. She has left Africa. But you can be saved. You shall be saved! They do not know What they do.” “Yes; they but follow the sentence of the law. Do not regret it. It is best thusâ€"best because a lie I could never “ Wait, in the name of France!” speak to you and the truth I can never tell to you. Do not let her know. It might give her pain. 1 have loved her. That is useless, like all the rest. Give me your hand once more, and then- let them do their duty. Turn your head away. It will soon be over!” ”You live still! Oh, thank Godâ€" thank God! You perishing here! If they send their shots through you. they shall reach me first in their passage. Oh. heaven! Why have you lived like this? Why have you been lost to me if you were dead to all the world be- Cecil’s eyes filled with slow, blinding tearsâ€"{ears sweet as a woman’s in her joy. bitter as a man’s in his agony. “I can die at peace then. You know me guiltless”â€" “Great God! Death shall not .touch you! As I stand here, not a hair of your head shall be harmed”- The clear voice of the otficer in com- mand rang shrilly through the stillness: “Monseigneur. make your farewell. I can wait no longer.” side?” “God reward you!” he murmured. “You have never doubted ?” “Doubted? Was your honor not as my own?” For a moment there was an awful silence. Then’ the Seraph’s volce ran: out with a terror in it that thrilled through the careless. callous hearts 01 the watching soldiery. OUIDA ” and ungovern- the band. and elje he saw them a down soldiers were round him. his arms JCecll's eyes strained on him with one last longing look. Then he raised nla hand and gave the signal for his own defith snot. The leveled carbines t-overed him. He stood erect with his tat-e full to- ward the sun. Ere they could tire. n shrill ery pierced the air: “Wait in the name of France!" Dismounted. breathless. staggering. with her arms flung upward and her fave bloodless with feat. Cigarette ap- pen red upon the ridge ut‘ rising ground. The cry of command vealed out upon the silence in the voice that the army of Africa loved as the valve or their little one. And the cry vame too late. The volley was fired. the crash of sound thrilled across the words that bade them pause. the'heavy smoke rolled out upon the alr. the death that was doomed was dealt. But beyond the smoke cloud be stag- cered slightly and then stood erect still. almost unharmed. grazed only by some few of the balls. The flash of tire was not so fleet as the swiftncss of her love, and on his breast she threw her- self and flung her arms about him and turned her head backward with her old dauntless, sunlit smile as the balls pierced her bosom and broke her limbs and were turned away by that shield of warm young life from him. ‘ Her arms were gliding from about his neck and her shot limbs were sink- ing to the earth as he caught her up Where she had dropped to his feet. “0 God! M aild. they have killed He sufl’ered more as the cry broke from him than if the bullets had brought him that death which he saw at one glance had stricken'flown for- ever all the glory of her childhood. all the gladness of her youth. She laughed. all the clear. imperious arch laughter of her sunniest hours unchanged. “Chut! It is the powder and ball of \ France! That does not hurt. If it was an Arbieo’s bullet. now! But wait! Here is the marshal‘s order. He sus- § pends your sentence. I have told him all. You are safeâ€"do you hearâ€"you are safe! How he looks! Is he grieved to live? Here Is the order. The gener- al must have it. No; not out of my hand till the general sees it. Fetch him, some of youâ€"fetch him to me.” you 1' The words broke from him in an ag- ony as he held her upward against his heart, himself so blind. so stunned, with the sudden recall from death to life and with the sacrifice whereby life was thus brought to him that he could scarce see her face, scarce hear her voice, but only dimly. incredulously, terribly, knew in some vague sense that she was dying and dying thus for him. She smiled up In his eyes. While even in that moment, when her life was bro- ken down like a wounded bird's and the shots had pierced through from her shoulder to her bosom. a hot. scarlet flush (ame over her cheeks as she felt his toueh and rested on his heart. “Great heaven, you have given your life for mine!” “A life! What is it th give? We hold it in our hands every hour. we soldiers, and toss it in change for a draft of wine. Lay me down on the groundâ€"at your feetâ€"so! I shall live longest that way. and l have so much to tell. How they crowd around me! They are sor- ry they fired. That is foolish. They were only doing their duty, and they could not hear me in time.” “Oh. my child. my child!” he moaned as the full might and meaning of this devotion which had saved him at such cost rushed on him. “What am 1 worth that you should perish for me? Better 3 thousand times have left me to my fate! Such nobility. such sacrifice. The hot color flushed her face once more. She was strong to the last to conceal that passion for which she was still content to perish in her youth. “You will be happy. That is well. Look you. it is nothing that 1 did. I would have done it for any one of my soldiers. And for this"â€" She touched the blood flowing from her side with the old bright. brave smile. “it was an accident. They must not grieve for it. My men are good to me. They will feel such regret and remorse. but do not let them. I am glad to die. If the shots had not come to me. they would have gone to him. and he has been on- happy so long and borne wrong so pa- tiently he hast earned the right to live and enjoy. Now, 1-! have been happy all my days, like a bird. llko a kitten, like a foul, Just from being young and taking no thought. I should have had. to safe: It 1 had to live. It In much best as it Il"- ' Her voice failed m then she had slam the heroic woman. {aunt blood 8110 “Chut! We are comrades. and you are a brave man. i would do the same for any of my spams. Look you. i never heard of your arrest till I heard. too. of your sentence. They will tell you how i did itâ€"l have not time. The marshal gave his word you shall be saved. There is no fear. That ls your friend who bends over me here; ls it not? A fair face, a brave face! You will go back to your land. you will live among your own people, and sheâ€"she will love you now-now she knows you are of her order!” Something of the old thrill of jealous dread and hate quivered through the words. but the purer. nobler nature vanquished it. She smiled up in his eyes. heed-less of the tumult round them. lle. laying her down with unspeaka- ble gentleness as she had hidden him. hung Over her, leaning her head against his arm and watching in paralyzed horror the helplessness of the quiver- ing limbs. the slow_ flowing of the blood beneath the cross that shone where'that young, heroic heart so soon would heat no more. 11 love!” n9 was fast draining all strength from her. and she quivvrmt in a 10¢!!er she could not wtmily cum-mu Ha tnr whom slw perished hung over her :2: an agony “All! 0 God. how I have wronged you! My darling! Mydarlingi What have I done to be worthy of such love?" he murmured. while the tears fell from his blinded Mes and his head droopeci until his lips met hers. At the first utterance of that word be- tween them. at the um-onsciom tender. ness of his kisses that had the anguish of a farewell in them. the color sud- denly flushed all over her blanched face. She trembled in his arms. and a 'great shivering sigh ran through her. It came too late, this warmth of love. “Hush!" she answered, with a lock that pierced his soul. “Keep those kisses for miladi. She will have the right to love you. She is of your aris- tocracy, she is not ‘unsexed.’ As for me, I am only a little trooper, who has saved my comrade! My soldiers, come round me one instant. I shall not long find words.” greater far than twrs. It 890mm! a hideous dream to him that this child lay dying in his sto-mt “Can nothing Rave nor?" he cried alond "0 God. that you had tired one moment somwr!" She heard and looked up at him with a look In which all the passmtmtv. bopvlm. lmperishahle love she tum r9- slsted and concealed so long spoke with an Intensity she never dreamed. Her eyes closed as she spoke. A deadly falntness and coldness passed over her. anti she gasped for breath. A moment. and the resolute cour- age in her conquered. Her eyes open- ed and rested on the war worn faces of her “children”-â€"rested in a long lost look of unspeakable wistfulness and tenderness. "She Is c-mntont.” she whispered soft. ly. ”You did not undo-rstund her fight. Iy: that was an." “I cannot speak as I would,” she said at length, while her voice grew very faint. “But I have loved you. All is said 1” She stretched her arms out with a gesture of infinite longing, like a lost child that vainly seeks its mother. All was uttered in those four brief words. She had loved them. It was the last word upon her utter- ance. Her eyes met Cecil's in one fleet- ing upward glance of unutterahle ten- derness: then with her hands still stretched out westward to thre her country was and with the dauntless heroism of her smile upon her face like light she gave a tired sigh as oi‘a child that sinks to sleep, and in the midst of her army of Africa the little one lay dead. In the shadow of his tent at midnight he whom she had rescued stood look- ing down at a bowed, stricken form be- fore him with an‘exceeding yearning pity in his gaze. The words had at length beex‘ spoken that had lifted from him the burden of another’s guilt; the hour at last, had come in which his eyes had met the eyes of his friend without a hidden thought between them. The sacrifice was ended. the martyrdom was over. And in this hour of release the stron- gest feeling in him was the sadness of an infinite compassion, and where his brother was stretched prostrate in shame before him Cecil stooped and raised him tenderly, “1! I could only see France once more! Emilee”â€" “Say no more.” be murmured. “It has been well for me that I have sut- fered these things. For yourself. it you do indeed repent and feel that you owe me any deht. atone for it and pay it by letting your own life be strong in truth and fair in honor." CHAPTER XXIV. NDER the green springtide leafage of English woodlands an old horse stood at pasture. Sleeping. with the sun on his gray silken skin and the flies (lrivcn off with a dreamy switch of his tailâ€"- sleeping. yet not so surely but at one voice he started and raised his head with all the eager grace of his youth and gave a murmuring noise of wel- come and delight. He had known that voice in an instant. though for so many years his ear had never thrilled to it. Forest King had never forgotten. Now scarce a day passed but what it spoke to him some word of greeting or of aflection. With his arm over the horse’s neck the exile. who had returned to his birthright, stood silent awhile, gazing out over the land on which his eyes never wearied of resting. Then his glance came back and dwelt upon the face beside him. the proud and splen- did woman’s face that had learned its softness and its passion trom him alone. She. looking upward at him with those deep. lustrous, imperial eyes that had first met his own in the glare of “It was worth banishment to re- turn,” he murmured to her. “It was worth the trials that l bore to learn the love that I have known"- Poor man! He can’t help-it. He gets bilious. He needs a cod liver pillâ€"Ayer’s Pills. hey act directly on the liver, cure biliousness. Lmz'm Ol' the Africa noon. passed her hand over his lips with a gesture of tenderness tu- more eloquent from her than from women less proud and less prone to weakness. “Ah. hnah! When I think of what her love was. how worthless looks my own. how llttle worthy of the fate lt finds! What have I done that every Joy should become mlne when she"â€" Her mouth trembled. and the phrase died unfinished. Strong as her own love had grown. it looked to her an- proved and without desert beside that which had chosen to perish for his sake. The memories of both went back to a place in a desert land where the folds of the tricolor drooped over one little grave turned westward to- ward the shores of Franceâ€"a grave made where the beat of the drum and the sound of moving sqnmimm and the ring of the trumpet call and he noise of the assembling initiations sould he heard by night and day. a {rave where the. troops as they paswd t by saluted and lowered their arms in .ender reverence. in faithful. unwind iomage, because beneath the flag they ionored there was carved in the white stone one name that spoke to every neart within the army she had loved. one name on which the Arab sun streamed as with a martyr’s glory: A Story of Beck and Evans. Senator Evarts once unwittingly gave deep offense to hlnil' Sena or Beck. lie was discussing the latte1' s bill forbidding memhels of congress to m act1ce before the supreme court. and having occasion to reter to lawyers whose practice was limited to special- ties and who never had occasion to ap~ pear before the hkghest judicial tribu- nal in the land, he called them “unilat- eral" lawyers. The professional dignity of Senator Beck was wounded. He had been fair- ly successful at the bar in Kentucky. but he had early laid aside the law for politics. and there were even some of his colleagues who did not know he was a lawyer. Daniel O’Connell‘s war of epithets with the flsherwoman in which he finally triumphed by calling her a “contumclious parallelopipcdon" was nothing to the Scotch epithets which Senator Beck began hurling at Senator Evarts. He finally satisfied his wounded amour propre by assuring the senate that a unilateral lawyer in Kentucky was more respected than a quadrilateral pettifogger in New York. Senator Evarts had not boon in the senate long enough then to understand Senator Beck’s peculiarities. but he finally succeeded in pacifying the sturdy Kentuckian. and their relatlonl became quite kindly. The New Man and lil- Pipe. One of Cleveland's leading businesl concerns hired a new man the-other day and a little later, when the super- intendent passed by, he noticed that the new man was smoking a pipe. The rule against smokin’g on the premises is a rigid one. “See here. my man,” cried the om- clal. “you can’t smoke here." The new man looked up and nodded and the superintendent passed along. A half hour later he was back again and. lo. the new man was still enjoy- ing his pipe! Uncleâ€"Indeed? So you believe to her. eh? Tommy-Sure! Her an' me think: alike. She says Sunday school aon’t do menogood. Ill- ldea Exactly. Uncleâ€"How do you like your Sunday Ichool teacher? Lucky [Inuit-attain Young Bride (looking over the new homey-Why, Herbert. do you all this little pigeonhole a shoe closet! “Say.” the omciai cried, “didn’t I tell you that smoking was not permitted here?" . “You did." replied the new man. “Didn't you understand me?” “I did.” “See here. perhaps you don't know who i am?" “That's a true word." “Well. i’m the superintendent.” The new man looked up at the on- cinl with an expression of deep inter- Tommyâ€"Ob, she's got good IenIe. She’s smarter than mom is. Young Husband-My love. that will hold a hundred pair of shoes of the tin “Are you. sure?” he cried. “Superin- tendent. eh? Well. it's a fine Jobâ€"uh care of it.” And be calmly neturned to his watt. â€"Cleveland Plain Dealer. “It was worth banishment to return." CIGARET'IE. cmw or mm mm. sown: mm THE END. SOLDIER 0' tween m m CW7 I 1i mnsmc ,5 nus. tad- Wvfi... 99. 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