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PI‘IN \Cl “ Yell, as I have n the awfulncss you are I cannot promise one x Come, on with it, my going to te.).’ "You lett Farley. ana "That’s ' T61 ._u 0“? ha “If I were a boy of twelve 1 5110 neither listen nor repeat kitchen :2 sip Of course}? he added, look very grave, “no doubt wi‘cked pan used to exi‘st. because there “has 0‘ a kind of monster. I think his 11:: "we (“hichix'ache He only lived 'h a boy‘s last. “" an self-same trons tu‘ning aganost and panting. “Shut .129 (101 piece of pauer lininsr. “YJL’u'e and I can dis under my chin He read out the doggerel in a draw]- ing monotone. “What rot." the boy said; “what does she m<an?” “She!" be repeated sharply: "how do you know a ‘s’ne’ wrote it?" “I know her spider writing. She wrote once and asked me to her limo- boy's birthday party." "Put a name to the 'she’. Tom.” “Oh, you know it. Mr. Farley!" “Are the initials R. W.?” “Yes. Rowena Wycherly. She must be a rotten ” "Huch! So Mrs. \Vycherly has a little boy ?” "Not how. He used to have dreid- t'ul fits. so two doctors went and took him away She’s a bad woman sheâ€"" "Hist! Thomas Hargrave! That’s a sweeping assertion!” “I heard James tell cook that Bee? '9 hub and Jezebel rolled into one \wre nothing to her." good women. and CO Q ‘._- well, so on. ("gt-ere, my friend!" at: said, lawns: aside the brush and smil- at his 1‘3llesse, “you look spruce, ell-groomed, and in good Condition. w all that remains for you to do is to, pull yourself together andâ€"be a h a Greek grammar m in: I know that declenm...z.’ Sure?” Yes. sir.” 'You’ re not playing the 01 d He either fears his fate too much. (Jr his deserts are small. That dares nqt pu_t n__to the Much O( Nip d 11 € on ny thix Y” min or los'e it all he door.” he said. drawin paver from a brrak in Yn’u'e seen it befor . 'l‘« :n (135 1701130 v 1m VOLI‘ i; entere (1 the dining your h: n tuznb s airs st inmudiate pi: .-:<:d DOQLI‘)’ ead ’er gone l'E gazing down a 101 me 1 mart in the ha d of: the 1 U111 it result was one: his f0 .1 f m h ilis'd {-rcom J.-.C . [1.1). 2 said id. nu $0110 I] 311 ivv‘fi‘EII fine of a quiet, lonely spot. {where I can talk to you undisturbed.” 'he said, bending his dark head down 'to hers, and touching her wineglass significantly. ‘ ‘ A, 1-2.. Sir 1‘17"" : more compertable 11] his mind. :' ti consequently happier than he 3...: L 2;: for weeks. gave-vent to his ea arty guffaws. He told stories whi'ii (aused Miss Patricia Primrose to 'can back in her chair, the tears in ..:I' yes, and shake with sup- pressed latggiiter. Lady Hargrave, looking between the palm lcaxes at her hushz‘nt' s jovial face, was corres- pondingly tamed. She poked fun at Miss Patty. :tnd alluded to a certain middle-aged barrister, Whose arriva? they antioipr‘ed in the near future, in her sweet, :.1atron1y way. generating mirth without embarrassment. Once durirg the meal, when the convers :- t.on and laughter became {gen-"rel. Paul found an opportunity to- wlhsgtr to Agnes. A n C ‘ >__‘_ vâ€"râ€"vâ€"â€"_--__ She shook her head in answer to his action. “There is an old unused thatched summer-house in our shrub- bery,” she said, after a moment’s de- liberation. “Can’t I see you there to-morrow niglit?” “\fhat time?” she murmured. meet In? Judith Hargrave’s jealous cy:.es “it must be after dark; say eight.‘ She smiled and stooped t) pick up her serviette. . “i shall not come into the drawingâ€" room this evening,” he said, as the ladies rose from the table; “I am go- lng to post a letter at Last Weyberne.” “There won’t be a moon to-night.” “Never mind, it’s only a little over three miles, and I know every inch of the way.” - Hevléf? Sir Thomas and Anthony Pelham over a bottle of old Madeira, and found James airing himself at the hall door. “.Going'out, sir?” he asked, stepping into an ante-room and bringing forth Luvv W“ “”vv â€" a light overcoatâ€"5nd a checfied_ tweed cap. “To East Weyberne. It will be pretty dark when I get back.” “The evenings are drawing in, sir, but it’s market day yonder, so as likely as not you’ll- have company home. Look here, sir,” he added, with a detaining touch on his arm, “don’t you go all round by the main avenue, out straight across to that haha fence; you’ll see a little iron gate leading into a private road, which’ll take you on to the turnpike.” He followed the man's directions, and in an incredible short space of time was on the main road. It was time was on the main road. It was chilly after the rain, and he walked quickly with an easy swinging gait, and examining his watch later by the mm light. of the station lamp, he knew that he had made the journey in less than fifty minutes. 1 1!--11 The little country town seemed full of farmers and farm laborers. The streets were badly lighted ,and coarse, drunken drovers loafed about the nar- row pavements in front of the public- houses 1.5ng obscene language, or roag'ing out snatches of ribald songs. A half-tipsy ruffian rolling out from 1-1.. ““0- ~-r a tavern, â€"singing at the top of his voice, knocked against. him as he passed. fi“ “Hallo!” he exclaimed, in idiotic amazement; “Why, you’re the bloke from Lunnun as sold me that theer broken-winded mare! I allus said I’d break your head whinever I see yer.” Several of the man’s Comrades gath- ered round and strenuously advised him to 581 about redressing his wrongs without delay. “Take that, yer bloomin man said, doubling his fis straight out frnm the elb A sharp cry of pain a cheer hac DO‘ Knlcne tone. “Is that you, De drunken rascal?” said. a free irn. Wit more comportable in cansequemly happie? an for weeks. gave-vent rty guffaws. He told caused Miss Patricia 3.;APTER IV. 3.5»)! Makes a Friend "»;"iI.g placed Paul"s arm [HE in; across the street to red, comfortable-looking 5 put up at the ‘Popin- 2:1 1g waiting 11; {he )i' 'Iazed, my man,” he in DURHAM CHIN ows dOi ire Fleming :st him 0’ t as 110\‘ aI on back 1'0 1‘ and hit E. - Ad 03' ”177?, \4 ALL‘ YO don’t touch i warm water “Thank you," he continued, relieva ing the landlady of a basin and towel; “Now, Mrs. itadley, if you could oblige me with an old soft handkerchief, inn stead of this huckaback towel, a small piece of lint, and some plaster, I shouldn’t need to give you further trouble.” - “No trouble at all,,sir,” she said, briskly. “I have some lint left. of the piece you gave my husband when he cut his wrist a week or two since, and plaster, too.” “Capital! We are in luck’s way.” _ “You are Sir Thomas Hargrave’s secretary, 1 take it,” the Squire re: sumed, uncorking the soda water; “My sister is dining at the Hall this evening.” _ 5‘1 hid the pleasure of sitting next to her at dinner,” Paul answered, mus; ing himself with an effgrt. “Dry that gently, Mr. Farley,” he said, placing the brandy and soda at' the young man’s elbow, and catching his wrist. in a firm clasp as he spoke. Paul lookad up at the sunburnt face bending our him. He noted the square jaw. and the bronze mous- tache and the keen, steady eyes now smiling kim‘afr into his. He saw, too, that the broad forehead was blue- veined and almost white, where the hat had protected and sheltered it from the summer’s sun. The man's Whole personality expressed powerful energy of mind, a welding together of severity and tenderness, and an open honest fearlessncss. bred and fostered,- perchance by the simplicity of his pas- toral life. 1 “Why, you are as tremulous as the leaves of a tree,” he said, with some concern, “drink that stuff and let me plaster the wound, and you’ll begin to feel yourself again.” ' “I ought to be extremely grateful to .you, Mr. Fleming,” the patient said, gwith quivering lips, taking another ’glance at the face, which began to have a strange fascination for him. | “Why, for not leaving you to Den-‘ ham to pound to a jelly?” “Oh, Mrs. Radler,” the Squire ex- claimed apologetically, as the good. creature again appeared. “I am afraid I shall run you off your legs, but I really must have a pair of sharp scissors.” “I’ve brought a pair, sir ” she said with a breathless laugh, “I knew you’d want them for the plaster “You’re a treasur-e, Mrs. Radler! I suppose a leash of partridges won’t come amiss?” , Mrs. Radler vanished smiling and curtscy m g. “‘v‘Yesfand for the trouble YOU are taking now.” ‘ "_. “Virtue brings its own reward, Mr. Farley, and one handsome brown eye has amply rewarded me, I assure you. I am congratulating myself upon not being a ‘weak woman,’ otherwise that wanton orb might entangle itself in the mechanism of my heart and cause a deal of mischief. Keep still. Don’t move for an instant, and I shall have fixed you up very presentably. There! Now lie down while I go and see what has become of my trap.” -â€"~ vv'v _._.__ As the door closed upon the Squire’s stalwart form Paul lifted the lamp and walked unsteadily to the old-fashioned mirror. The left cheek immediately below the eye was neatly strapped with fine strips of pale yellow plaster. The eyelid was swollen and discolored, and an unbecoming puffiness thick- ened one side of the nose. He set the lamp back on the table, and finished his brandy, and felt in his waistcoat pocket for his eye-glasses.- Coming along. the humid atmosphere had blurred the glass, and he remembered taking them off and slipping them in along with his watch, a fortunate Circumstance when seen in the light of after events. He was endeavoring lO replace them, trying'to find a spot where they would sit with the least discomfort. and to fix the rims ac- cordingly. when the Squire returned. “Plow do you feel now, Mr. Farley?" he asked, drawing on his (let-skin "Don’t wear those 01 so ” he said, as t geLher and climbed ‘the3 might worry 3 tation. Better let t side with first inter girl.” he added, sh: sky ( abov 81153 amm be 11 Carlo, and several other places, and have only ju‘s tarrived home.” “Miss Fleming is going to keep .â€"..‘. months. it \"as Hiie nus. \ m, m has been at 73:33:31 ‘ r ' came horn/2 i333 Jul-3'. and I {1151‘ he ' Harwich. with the idea- of giving her a taste of gaiety before she sealed (lax-:21 to prosy housekeeping duties. How- ever, We found London rather-'dull. All the fashionable folk- seemed to have nown, so I said to my sister one night at table d’hote, ‘Agnes, toâ€"mor- row we’ll dine in Paris.’ Well, frcm Paris we went to the Riviera, Mamet. IlO north-west lear nsense, turned up the light am: on the edge of the table '; it"s~ the’fin‘lf ‘l‘e'é'péé'ta‘blé’ ‘he place. Just come-into the ior and let’s see what mis- brute has done.” Mrs. Radler,” he said to the .“Qlc‘ijr the my encountwed in cc? ‘22assag ,. “just king :1 ta” 1 and a bowl of warm xis scentleman has me: wiLh eel quite equal to he said, stroking his us to W'eyb C 1‘ It was Ii That ’s an' ugly cut,” 'he ;' the hand pressed over eye; “That scoundrel’s be made of flint to lay Q in that manner. No, bathe it gently with the own on the horsehair sick and giddy. Squire . Farley!” she cried in my. Well I won’t be great g )ad am ear 118 § Matthews Latimerg. v ‘W M ”.'»v «e: (P x.- O , cOOOOOOO”O”OOOOOOOQOOO” WWW 9 068... sodium-mm oouoownm hOIISé" for 3'7“. “Yes. It’s been pretty lonesome for me waiting for Agnes to grow up. Now, however, I hope to have some lite and merriment about the old Manor.” “I presume Miss Fleming is several years your junior?” “Fifteen. Agnes is my half-sister. Have you been there, Mr. Farley?” he asked, pointing with his whip to an oblong grey stone house nestiing among a clump of trees. “It’s the Larches?” “Yes, the ornate home of the Widow Wycherly.” “She has a beautiful face, has she not, sir?” “Very: it’s a beautiful mask to a hideous soul.” “You don’t like her.” "‘I don’t know of anything in her to like. I admire her gowns, though.” g Feed 585d 3 Frc~ 3': Grucm‘ies 5‘ ~ 3‘ , _ a; Ngu I'TU! and Nuts if Chunk: Cunfectioner) S Pu c :Spicm and Vinegars ; No.1 ! aim!) and Pure Folarimba' : iuurs g Fine Sait. S3“"mers Produae \Vdnted Woommoommwuum “What is wrong with her boy? Tom Hargrave told me he had fits, and was sent away for medical treatment? “Poor little Guy! Some of the more imaginative folk about the vil- lage say he is under lock and key at The Larches. That the little fellow is an inmate of a private lunatic asy- lum is the more feasible and general- ly accredited version of his disap- pearance.” “What caused the brain trouble?” “Fright, whether excited intention- ally or not I must leave.” “How? By whom?” “His mct:.cr." “Oh, Mr. Fleming! Do you think a lovely, childish. shrinking little wo- man like Mrs; Wycheriy could be capable of such superhuman vile- 'a‘itacks of crozzp. watch for ihe Pfifirs: symptom, hoarseness. Give "Chamberlain’s Cough Remedy as soon as the child becomes.hoarse - and the attack may be warded off. For sale by all dealers. 11988 ? “What 1 know and have seen of the woman I dislike immensely; therefore, pernaps, 1 judge her harshly. How- ever, 1’11 give you my experience, and you can form your own opinion. “My old Pilgrim, w She used tc two or thr tea with h the habit < lo came visits GODS most mO-I‘fi W01 vor hirr it, and out ant rang the Whr; If your_ children For every Four Dollars and Fifty Cems s: 1-1.1 111 .1 .1- 51111-9 1.1.11“ em now and Christan-as we give One Pound of mar Best Tea Free of charge. As wealvxavs carrv the runs, line of gm \ and 5141 as Phi”? 11¢ t! 13 1:111“ 1pc. -L this 15 .111 11x01 Hem pl 411 fux m «w hnuwln 1 1H 1” My in- 1151111111} 01' 1.11:1.151-1111.‘ 1) fur m (11:11”: 1110119“ )9111. S. SCOT“? SOMETHENG GOOD HER ChRE'ifi’iAS Scst ‘Quuiity of Christmas Fruits and Groceries Always in Stock O7” I but I do know this much : when we buy goods abroad, we get the goods and the foreigner gets, the money, when we buy goods made at home, we get both the goods and the money.” supp!) (It onunued 206 Paunds of Tea Giver. 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