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It has meant success in thousands of young envy Bleached Sheeting. ‘2 yds. wide at We per yard. people who wrote for mu‘ Catalague as th» firststep toward a good snlnried position. Take the step to-day. Ad- dress Central Business Udalcge. 3953 Yonge St... Toruntn. “1H. SHAW. fie Sells Cheap .. Hepburn, M .P .,WiS unani- Zt‘ ELLI OTT Engiish Crepes. white and fancy 1.3;: per van-d Wide at 250 per yard 8164 '1 he Harnessm ake UL'RTAINH President Vzu'ds “And ye’ve gone about here tryin' to help them. toe. haven't ye?" “I could do very little." “Well, the spirit is thereâ€"and the heart is there. If they hadn't liked you it’s the sorry tune maybe your brother would have.” He paused again. looking at her In- nently, while his fingers clutched the coverlet con‘vnlsively as it to stifle a y... “Angela." be repeated. “Angela! It's well named ye are. It's the min- isterln’ angel ye’ve been down here- to the peepleâ€"and-to me.” “Don't talk any more now. Best.” “Rest. is it, with all the throuble In the wnrrld beatin' in me brain and throbbin' In me heart?” "iii-3' to sleep until the doctor comes tonight.” He lay back and closed his eyes. Angela sat perfectly still. In a few minutes he opened them again. There was a new light in his eyes and a smile on his lips. “Ye heard me speak, did ye?” “Yes." “Where were ye?" “Above youpbebind a bank of trees." A playful smile played around his lips as he said. “It was a good spew-h, wasn’t It '3" “I thought it wonderful." Angela an swered. “Aid what wore yet feelin's listen in' to a man urgm' the [worse against yer own (-ountry - . . - “I felt I wanted to stand sumac you and who (-wrythtnc you «an " “Did you?" And his v} m: Hand and his voice ruse. “You spoke as some prawn-1 speak. mg in a wilderness of sorrow trying to bring them comfort." He smiled \vbimsic-any as be said in a weary voice: "I tried to bring them comfort, and I got them broken heads and buckshot." "It’s only through suffering every great cause triumphs." said Angela. “Then the Irish should triumph some day. They've suffered enough, God knows." "They will.” said Angela eagerly. "Oh. how I wish I‘d been born a man to throw in my lot with the weak, to bring comfort to sorrow. freedom to the oppressed. joy to wretchedness! That is your mission. How I envy you! I glory In what the future has In store for you. Live for it! Live for it!" “I will!" cried O‘Connell. “Some day the ‘yoke will be lifted from us. God grant that mine will be the hand to help do it. God grant 1 am alive to see it done. That day’ll be worth livin' forâ€"to wring recognition from our ene- mies, toâ€"toâ€"to”- He sank hack weak- ly on the pillow, his voice falling to a whisper. Angela brought him some water and helped him up while he drank it. She smoothed back the shining hair-red. shot through goldâ€"from his forehead. He thanked her with a look. Suddenly he burst into tears. The strain of the day had snapped his self contro! at last. The floodgates were opened. He sobbed and sobbed like some~tired, hurt child. Angela tried to comfort him. In a moment she was crying .too. He tack her hand and kissed it repeat. O’Connell Had Endured Months of Torture. Gre'at Play of the Same Titleâ€"Illustrations Prom Photographs of the Play u-vâ€" ' v ." she a'aia. atmost in a whis- Copyfldhto 1913. by Dodd. Mead 0 Company mac you By J. Hartley Manners ealy. me tears {mung on it as he (no 50. "God bless ye! God bless ye!” he cried. In that moment of self revelation their hearts went out to each other. Neither had known happiness nor love nor faith in mankind. in that one enlightening moment of emotion their hearts were laid bare to each other. The great comedy of life between man and woman had begun. Three days afterward O'Connell was able to dress and move about his room. He was went; from toss of blood and the‘ confinement that an active man re- sents. But his brain was clear and vivid. They had been three wonderful days. Angcm had made them the most amazing in his life. The memory of those hours spent with her he would carry to his grave. Sh'e road {0 him and talked to him and lectured him and cumfurtcd him. Am] in a llttle while he must leave It all. He must stand his trial under the ‘fcrimes act" for speaking at a “pro- claimed" meeting. Well, whatever his torture. he knew he would come out better equipped for the struggle. He had learned some- thing of himself he had so for never dreamed of in his bitter strug'de with the handicap of his life. He had something to live for now besides the can or his country-the can of the heartâ€"the cry or beauty and truth and reverence. Angela inspired him with all these. In the three days she ministered to him she had opened up a vista he had hitherto never known. And now he had to leave it and face his accusers and be hectored and jeered at in the mockery they called 'Htrials"1‘rom the courthouse he “0an go to the pris on, and thence he would be sent back into the world with the brand or the prison cell upon him. _ And back of it all the yearning that at the end she would be waiting and watching for his return to the conflict for the great “cause" w which he had dedicated his life. 0n the morning of the third day Mr. Roche. the resident magistrate, was sent for by Nathaniel Kingsnorth. Mr. Roche found him firm and determined, his back to the fireplace, in which a bright fire was burntng. although the month was me. "I‘ve smut f6:- yon to remove this man 0'(_‘mmo!l." added Nathaniel aft- 01 a pause. "'Vory won. I‘ll drive him down to mu (-uurtmmse. 'I‘Ue murt is sitting nuw,‘ said Roche, rising. '(‘crtainly-if ho is well enough to m' moved.“ "The duomr. l undorstand. says that he ls." CHAPTER IV. Angela In Distress. INGSNORTII went on: "The at- fitude of the Peopkg tbeh' K views, xheir conduct. is deplor- ableâ€"hopeless. 1 came here to see what I could do for them. I even thought of spending a certain portion of each year here. But from what I've heard it would be a waste of time and money. "It is discouraging at first sight, but we’ll have a better state of affairs pres- ently. We must first stamp out the agitator. He is the most potent bandl- cap." "Could it be done?" “It would take tinny-every big move- ment takes time." Roche paused. look- ed shrewdly at Kingsnortb and asked him: “What do you intend doing with this estate ?” ‘1 am in a quandary. I'm almost de~ termined to put it in the marketâ€"sell it. be rid of it. It has always been a source of annoyance to our family. However. I'll settle nothing until I re- turn to London. I‘ll go in a few days --much sooner than I intended. This man being brought into my house has annoyed and upset me.” “I‘m sorry.” said the magistrate. "Miss Kingsnorth was so insistent. and the fellow seemed in a bad way; otherwise 1 would never have allowed it." A servant came in response to Kings- north‘s ring and was sent with a mes- sage to have the man O‘Connell ready to accompany the magistrate as quick- ly as possible. Over a glass of sherry arid a cigar the two men resumed their discussion about the estate. “I wouldn‘t decide too hastily about disposing of the land. Although there’s always a good deal of discontent, there is really very little trouble here. In fact. until agitators like O'Connell came among us we had everythfng pretty peaceful. We'll dispose of him in short order.” . “Do. Do. Make an example 01' him by all means." “Trust us to do that,” said Roche. After a moment he added: “To refer (main to selling the estate. you .wtmld m DURHAM CHRONICLE. :et very “file for it. It can‘t deprécxate much more, and there is always the chance it may improve. Some of the people are quite willing to Work”- ' litre they? They've not shown any willingness to me.” . “Oh. no. They wouldn't.” "What? Not to their landlord?” “You'd be the last they’d show it to. They're strange people in many ways until you get to know them. Now there are many natural resources that might be developed it some capital were put into them." “My new steward discouraged me about doing that. He said it might be ten years before i got a penny out of the property." “Your new steward?” “Andrew McPherson. the prominent lawyer.” "He’s a hard man, sir.” ”The estate needs one.” “Burke understands the nature of the people." “He sympathizes with them. I don't want a man like that working for me. i want loyalty to my interests. The? makeshift policy of Burke during my father’s lifetime helped to bring about this pretty state of things. We’ll see what firmness will doâ€"new broom. sweep the place clean, rid of slovenly, ungrateful tenants, clear away the tap- room orators. l have a definite plan in my mind. It l decide not to sell I’ll perfect my plan in London and begin operations as soon as l'm satisfied it is feasible and can be put upon a proper business basis. There’s too much sen. timent in lreland. That’s been their ruin. 1 am going to bring a little com- mon sense into play.” Kingsnorth walked restlessly around the room as he spoke. He stopped- by the windows and beckoned the magistrate. “There’s your man on the drive. See?” And he pointed to where O‘Connell, with a soldier each side of him. was slowly movmg down the long avenue. The door of the room opened. and Angela came in hurriedly and went straight to where the two men stood. There was the catch of a sob in her voice as she spoke to the magistrate. ”Are you taking that poor wounded man to prison?" “The doctor says he is well enough to be moved." replied Roche. “You've not seen the doctor. I’ve just questioned him. He told me you had not asked his opinion and that it you move him it will be without his sathonJ' Kingsnortb interrupted angrily. "Please don’t interfere." “Don‘t do this, I entrcat youâ€"don't do it.” Angela turned on him, “So. it’s you who are sending him to prison?” “I am.” Angela appealed strongiy to the mag- Estrate. “But I have no choice. Miss Kings- north.” “The man can scarcely walk,” she pioaded. “He will receive every attention. he licve me. Miss [{ingsnorth,” Roche re plied. Angela faced her brother again. “If 'you let that wounded man go from this house today you will regret it to the end of your life." Her face was dead white. Her breath was com- ing thickly. Her eyes were fastened in hatred on her brother’s face. “mndly try to contra! yourself. Angela,” Kingsnortb said stemly. “You should consider my position a little more”â€" "Your position? And what is his? You with everything you want in life-â€" that man with nothing. He is being; bounded to prison for what? Pleading for his country! Is that a crime? He was shot down by soldiersâ€"for what? For showing something we English are always boasting of feeling our- selves and resent any other nation feeling itâ€"patriotism!“ “Stop!” commanded Kingsnorth. “If you take that sick, wretched man out: of this house it will be a crime”-â€"- began Angela. Kingcnortb stopped her. He turned to the magistrate, "Kindly take the man away.” Roche moved to the Mudow. Angela’s hemt sunk. All her plead- ing was in vain. Her voice faltered and broke: “Very well. then. take him. Sen- tence him for doing something his own countrymen will one day build a monument to him for doing. The mo- ment the prison door closes behind him a thousand voices will cry ‘Shame!’ on you and your government and a thou- sand new patriots will be enrolled. And when he comes out from his tor- ture he’ll carry on the work of hatred and vengeance against his tyrants. He will fight you to the last ditch. You may torture his body. but you cannot break his heart or wither his spirit. They’re beyond you. They‘reâ€"~they’re” â€"sbe stopped suddenly as her voice rose to the breaking point and left the room. The magistrate went down the drive. In a few moments O’Connell was on his way to the courthouse, a closely guarded prisoner." Angela. from her window. watched the men disappear. She buried -her face in her hands and moaned as she had not done since her mother left her just a few years before. The girlhood in her was dead. She was a woman. The one great note had come to her, transforming her whole natureâ€"love. And the man she loved was being carried away to the misery and degr - dation of a convict. :radually the moans died. away. The convulsive heaving of her breast subsided. A little later, when her sister, Moni- ca, came in search of her, she found Angela in a dead faint. _ Continued on page 7 fi’é I pied {a galley here, .the other day, Before the zbloomin’ paper went to press; I picked the measly thing up right (away, And put it bzick together inst by guess. The make-up man he chucked it in, the form; The thing " went through. Oh. golly, what a storm! “John Smith will sell at 20 Prospect street. At the bride’s home, on Wednesday ‘at high noon, An only daughter, beautiful .and sweet-â€" “’ith spotted :feet, and coming two .next J mm". So help me, that’s the way the darn thing road. I saw it, and I nearly fell down dead. That ain’t the worst. The thing went on to say: “Mike Dola-n died last night at half-past right; No :fire insurance carried, so they say, Loss, total, but the value was not .gne-at.”~. . Youjzl ought to heard the widow tear and rave-â€" It makes me sick the way some skirts behave! 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