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ore eat ffiâ€" s C he & d t e @ @ 10, ele is ed, tA n y alâ€" he he he ng ‘al he k3 S iny lep. 1@ le ig râ€" it= LO it« nd ry lâ€"= it to tle 18 al 10 10 to i ks re en MONSOON For one thing, she has received from her father by this morning‘s post the most absolutely affectionâ€" ate letter she has ever seen written by the hand of her parent. His previous epistles to her at any time of her existence do not amount, all told, to more than five in number, containing one page and a quarâ€" ter in each. i t The letter scems written in the highest splrits, and Gillian‘s spirits rise proportionately high as _ she reads it, and tries to make believe to hersolf that it is from pure sympathy with "dear papa" and all the dclightful people he seems to have plunged into at Saratoga and This one actually begins "My Aearost daughter"â€"the sug:rlatlve degree does not seem to absoâ€" Ilutely necossary, as Mr. Deane possesses but one "dear daughter" â€"and nearly covers four pages! . It seems the fairest in her life to Gilian, fNlushed aad excited with girlâ€" ish vanity for the first time in her MWie, as she stands anxiously studyâ€" Ing her own appearance in the big ewingâ€"glass in her own room . at Mount Ossory. It is good to be alive in this sweet summer air, with the pleasant, fair workl around one, and "The light that never was on soqy or land," floodling one‘s hsart with radiance. All sorts of happy omens and possiâ€" bilities have come with this happy CHAPTER XXIV. But when the morrow comes, with & lovely, silent August afternoon, one of "August‘s soft, shadowy days," still apd warm, with tender, misty sunlight, and tho ripe breath of flowâ€" erge anmd frwt, Gillian has almost for gotten her grief amd pain, and disâ€" appointment of the evening before. Shbe is going to see him again this evening. That is bliss enough to make all sorrows vanish for a time. She is going to spend) a whole long evenâ€" Ingâ€"fiveo or six hoursâ€"in the sams reom with him, breathing the same air, listening to his voice, watching for his smile; even if the speech and smilo are for othors, thore is delight unspeakable in bcing able to sit in his presence jistening and looking at Everything is full of gladnessâ€"air, earth, s sent, past and futur and unseen. And then he goes., Carrying away one last memory of his girlâ€"love ; the slender, whiteâ€"robed form, standing alone, desolate and solitary, in the gloom of the silent, dusky room. Ailent and sorrowful, with her fair head bowed in weeping by his unkindâ€" ness. "I had better say goodâ€"bye now, and go, though L am leaviog her in this way," Gcorge thinks again, striving to make himself believe he is acting very prudently and properiy. And once more he kisses the soft lace, the tearâ€"wet eyes, the quivering mouth, which does not dare to kiss him back again. & wax doll, makes me feel as if 1 shonld cry twenty times a day! Say goodâ€"bye, please, and go. Itâ€"it is rather too much for me. Iam not quite strong, you seeâ€"" *"*No, nonsense," she interrupts, sharply and feverishly. "It is nothing. The idea of noticing a girl crying! Why, very little, the _ merest trifle _ makes me cry _ someâ€" times when Iam not very well ! Shut up for a week without being able to walk about, and Lady Damer kecping those rooms like a furnace, and keepâ€" Ing me wrapped up like a mummy, or ‘The trembiag voice breaks down piteousiy, and the trembling hand tries hurriedly to wipe away the }.ears that pour down th» averted ace. #« west....__" _ °6 275 HCE CCaP sdkC. Forgive me, my darling," he says, penitently. " Â¥y dear little girl who loves me so! J deserve nothing at io‘" hands, Gillian, and you are eaping kindness, and love, and favors on (;w §* ‘"Oh, stop, please," sh> says, faintly; in tones of entreaty. "I know what a foolish, bold, unmaidenly girl I have been. Please say no more, and please try not to think badly of me, and go away." * "‘TIry not to think badlly of me, try to forgive me, my generous darling," George urg.s, begimnning to determine that bo will give up all for her, and make her happy. *"*Yes, yes," â€" she says hurriedly, shrinking away still from him. "And please go now. It will be best, as you sabi. Youâ€"we hive had quite a long teteâ€"aâ€"tete, haven‘t we?" This with & miserable little effort at sprightliâ€" ness, while the tears are *iropping down on the window gill, and the keen, burning pain in her breast is | making her faint and dizzy. "I will watch you down the hilt," she says, with her face presseod close to the glass. "I can see almost down to the village, even now, from th> window." "ULlve me & kiss, and say you forâ€" give me, Gillian," tl» unreasonable man urges. "Why, you are crying. I bave made you cry. Gllian, dearest, I ‘ will atone for it. I will do whatever the old window seat with her poor litt resting on the ledg hand covering her fa ment she has almo. 0ne moment he ain 1 8085 on the ledge and her other hand covering her face. For one moâ€" ment she has almost prevailled, for one moment he aimost resoives to ‘iver up everything for her dear sake. +# nwesulies . :s I %\ RebeHHLR¢88480004+44 & § The Comin A Pretty | V_Sho creeps ‘Close into thao rommes . MONSOON is the orig Bbe on the market when exquisite flavor of MONS The Coming of Gillian: Stops the Cough and Works Of the Cold. ‘0MMWMW< A Pretty Irish Romance. ; mflmm“.om s ‘close into the recess of elsewhere. "And I trust you are enâ€" dow seat as if for refuge, | JoYying yourself, my dear child, in the poor little helpless arm | De@lthful and pleasant retarement B of your cousin Lady Damer‘s Irish the ledge and her other residence," writes Mr. Deane, grandâ€" ag her face. For one moâ€" iloquently. e when others are forgotten. No of MONsOoN. brightness and ky ; things preâ€" e; things seen original packet It delights her to talk of herself and "The Castle" thus familiarly ; as ol a dear old home where she had lived for years. "Yes. I know," Gillian says, lingâ€" eringly, and half whispering as if her voico fails her. And then she looks down at the cluster of blossoms and green leaves, and looks up at Anne with lovely carmine cheeks, and parted lips, and eyes dark with sudâ€" den longing and shy delight. "Andâ€"he is coming here this evenâ€" liog to dinner, Anneâ€"andâ€"â€"" "I must certainly use another clusâ€" ter of geranlums better than these," Anne interrupts suddenly, in tones of Â¥exration. "I thought I had done A soit, happy flush tinges the girl‘s lilyâ€"pale cheeks as sho looks _ at the _ reflection of the stately, slender young figâ€" ure, with its long, trailing skirts of ivoryâ€"hued silk, lying on the crimâ€" son carpet. "And _ talking of the Castle," Anne gocs on smoothly her black brows elevated as she pins in a cluster o‘ red gernaiums amongst the soft laces to juadge of the effect. "Geqrge Archer always says he loves to see a woman wearing flowâ€" ers or with a spot of vivid color about her. He is rather artistic in bhist tasteo." B NCP Jips. ~l1 neard nim say so.‘ "Oh, yesf I know !" Gillian says, impatiently, and slightingly. _ "I heard him say so too the other day, ;vlhen ho called on me at the Casgâ€" e.ll "There now, Miss Deane, that drapâ€" Ing is quite right now, and _ your dress is charming." The sarcasm in the clear, cold voice is broadly enough expressed rnow, and the flush on the listener‘s cheeks deepens like the heart of a rose. ‘"Captain Lacy says vou look best when you are clad like a lily," Anne adds deliberately, with a set smile on her lips. "I heard him say so." "No, indeed ; you look very pretty; and with that loose sleeve and the deep lace pleatings, your wounded arm only adds to the interest _ of your appearance," Anne O‘Neil reâ€" plies, with that sort of halfâ€"sarâ€" casm, â€" halfâ€"sincerity in her voice which puzzles (Gillian so often. "You made that pretty sleove for me, Anne," she says, putting up her hand with a childish caress on Anne‘s cheek. _ "It is so kind of you to take such trouble about me." ‘Olh, I am a goodâ€"natured sort of & perseos at times." Anne rejoins, coolly, but drawing away quickly from thegentle touch of the littie white hand, and going down _ on her knees to arrange the train of Gillian‘s dress. "It looks very well," Gillian adâ€" mits, but faltering a little over her words, her lips trembling into tenâ€" der, suppressed smiles. "Only rather white, and I ought to have some colots, ougchtn‘t I?" There are gleams of rich, ivoryâ€" hued brocade here and there, and plaitings of soft, creamy laces drape and cloud it everywhere; from the dainty bodice and sleeves where colotrs, oughtn‘t I?" "It looks rather like a bride‘s dress, certainly," Anne rejoins, dryâ€" ly ; "but Lady Damer said thoe style suited you. You can have scarlet goraniums in your corsage, if you dislike the suggestiveness of _ a white dress." "For I don‘t think I look much the worse for my illness, except for my arm being bandaged up in this horrid way," Gillian says, anxiousâ€" ly‘ studying her appesrance. i the deep falling lace half covers the white, silken sling, to the edges of the silken flounces, where filmy laces peer out and trail softly with thg‘trailing drapery. 4 And the new dress is one of the prettiest (Gillian has ever seen or worn ; and the little heart _ under _ the laced _ silken bodice beats fast and heavily with the rapture of the thought _ of whose eyes will look on her in her beautiful â€" new. dress, and _ perâ€" haps love her better than ever. Then a new dress has come also this morning, ordered from London for her by Lady Damer, who keeps close to the latest Bond street fashâ€" ions, for all her exile in the country she hates. That her forefathers have drawn rank and wealth from its land for three hundred years, does not make her hate it less. "For you must never forget, my dear child," writes Gillian‘s loving parent, somewhat irrelevantly, as it appears, "that I always consider above all things your welfare and health and happiness, and desire to promote them by every means in my power." Which mysterious and hitherto unexampled statement reads so gratefully to (Gillian, that _ the sellâ€"deceiver _ reads between the lines of prophecy in letters of gold. He had taken good care to adâ€" dress his daughter‘s letter " in care of Lady Damer," very largely and plainly written; and indeed has made considerable capital out of the visit of his daughter to " the splendid old place in Ireland," and to "her cousin, Lady Damer, secâ€" ond daughter of the Right Honorâ€" able Lord Annersley, Earl of Ferâ€" rard," with which fact such of his republican friends as "dearly love a lord" have been made thoroughly acquainted. tea of Canada, and will doubtless tea possesses the a full minute; and then she draws her laceâ€"flounced mantle around her with the air of one assuming an offiâ€" clal robe of judicial dignity, ard she Take hnandnt;om-g Qun‘l‘n:. ml.‘z:. All refun © on hfl. oure, EW. Omo'ldnmh.:lcuhbc. tie, But he recovers his equanimity much sooner than her ladyship either wishes or expects. He puts his pipe down, and puts on his coat coolly erough, even beneath the contemptuâ€" ous glance of Lady Damer‘s haughty eyes. "I can guess, Lady Damer," George says, as coolly as ever ; ‘"but I would rather you would kindly tell me the object of your visit." A flash of the steelâ€"colored eyes, as if to wither him for his presumption, is all the reply her ladyship deigns for "I suppose you can guess why I have come?" she says, briefly. That Gceorge is startled and trouâ€" bled by the totally unlookedâ€"for honâ€" or of a private visit from her ladyâ€" ship is true enough; for hss fhas scarcely had a glimpso of her, and her stately figure, and lher cold, imperious smile, than he has a sudâ€" den prevision of something of what is coming. Haughty displeasurs, haughty reproaches, icy pride, and imperious commands, he forescees,and, up in a passionate claim of the fond, faithful heart he has won, on in the same instant, his hesrt leaps the tender loyalty to which he knows ho can trust. "Sho shall not separate my darlâ€" ing and me, whatever she says or does !" he thinks with fastâ€"throbâ€" bing pulses. i "I will considerately save my numpâ€" kin gentleman that troubis," my lady mutters, â€" halfâ€"audibly, whilst she smiles graciously on poor Neliy ushcering her into _ the sittingâ€" room, where George is sitting in his shirtâ€"sleeves smoking and thinking in a deep, pleasant reverie. So deep, so pleasant, that he starts up like a man out of a dream, starâ€" tled beyond measure at this unexâ€" pected visit. "Pray sit down. Pray do not let mo disturb you so much," she says, with cold condescension, glad to see that he is at a disadvantage in his embarrassment and surprise. "I have only come for a few minues‘ priâ€" vate andâ€"seriousâ€"conversation with you, Mr. Archer." fuse you ! And now, my dearest child," her ladyship says, with her tone of motherly pathos, "you must faithâ€" fully promise me that you will lie down and rest until it is quite time to dress for dinner, and Anne will stay with you and read to you, or bring you your tea, or chat to you â€"won‘t you, Anno ?â€"whilst I am out. You are getting well â€" again, darling, but you _ aro not quite well, you know," she adds, with effusive tenderness, kissing the fair, happy young face. And never once remembers the cruel kiss of the traitor Judas. shure!" Nelly Hagarty says, amazâ€" ed, but courtesying and smiling a respectful welcome. "Will yeh step in, me lady? I think the masther is goin‘ to dhress for dinner." ed her he would be very pleased to come to dinner at Mount Ossory. i&‘r‘]f_l hor ladyship had laughed merâ€" "I guessed how I should prevail!l" she says, gayly. "You little puss, to pretend you thought he would reâ€" But there is far more cruel malice than amusement in the baleful light of her cold, merciless eyes as she sees the girlish, shy pleasure in Gilâ€" lian‘s drooping face, and the glad litâ€" tle smiles that quiver and come and go about her lips as she evidently reads the innuendo in Lady Damer‘s words. She had told her yesterday evening very quietly and composedâ€" ly, in the dusk of the carriage goâ€" ing back to Mount Ossory, that Mr. Arclker meant to accept her invitaâ€" tion with many thanks. Hoe had assurâ€" rily "Well, you know I hbhave always faith in â€" your taste, _ Anne," her ladyship says, sweetly, and then â€" with a gay little laugh, touching Gillian‘s dimâ€" pled, chin with her finger tipsâ€""I suppose you think, you naughty little pet, that there will be no resisting you this evening either ?" and then laughs again softly, with matronly amusement, as she sees the flood of color that dyes the white forehead and soft, fair throat alike. I believe. So the doctors say. I have tried tonics, and beef essence, and port wine, and they have not done me much good. I shall take the ponies out for half an hour or so. I do want to feel a little bright and sociable this evening! _ Your dress is quite perfect, dearest, and those flowers are just the thing. Make the spray a little longer, Anneâ€"don‘t you think so ?" Miss Deane‘s dress on her. You are quite too charming, dear child ; and you look so bright and weli!l Ah, what it is to be young, and have health and spirits!" and her ladyâ€" ship sighs heavily. "Are you going out, Lady Damâ€" er?" Gillian asks, with some surâ€" prise, glancing at her hat arcrd mantle, and the long gloves she is plgg_idly buttoning. "I think not," Aune says, gravely ; "but I hall be glad of a suggestion, of course." ‘"Yes, dear," her ladyship eays, with another sigh. "I am going out to try If the air will do my head good, or relieve this horrid depresâ€" 'sloLn _on my spirits. It is neuralgic, them very well, but one can judge 0P the effect, bad as they are. What do you think, Lady Damer ?" For right behind the cheval glass, entering by the dressingâ€"room door, mthtlnmprulglng nioiseleuneu for Bo imposing a personage, Btands Lady Damer. ‘The suddenâ€" est, benignest smile that can flash over an unsmiling, keen, cold visage illumines her Jadyship‘s features. "‘Eimply perfect, Anne!" she says, sweetly. "I was just coming in for a peep, knowing you were trying TO CURE A COLV IN ONE DAY CHAPTER XXV Daughterâ€"There will be literary people there. Whint " "I cannot but be very happy, very prowd1," he says, falteringly, "that though she is s> far above me in poâ€" gition, in every way, she has not let that infliuence hor true, generous heart in the least. She has given me her love, and all I am sorry for, or can be sorry for, is that she must give me so much besides, whilst I can give her so little but my love in reâ€" turn." "vo you mean to say," Lady Damer asks, her cold, hard face growing rigid with anger and deadly resolve, ‘‘that you have been cruel enough, and dishonorable enough to try and win a confession of love from an inâ€" nocent child of Miss Deane‘s age? It cannot be possible." "It is quite possible, Lady Daâ€" mer," George retorts determinedly, and rising to his feet. "Gillian Deane is my promised wife, with all the love of her heart, of which I hope to be worthy to the last day of my life !" _ Motherâ€"Yes, and be on your guard with them. ‘"Why does your ladyship regret the fact of my having fallen in love with fillian Deane?" he asks, quiâ€" etly ; but there is a cortain light of assurance in his bold bluse eyes, a cerâ€" tain curve of an assured smile glimâ€" mering under his auburn moustachs, that incenses the imperious woman into vengeful anger. "I regret it for your sake," she says, curtly. "I am not surprised, as I sail before, but I am sorry. Not that I think you deserve any parâ€" ticular pity," she adds, more sharply, as the restraint she is putting _ on herself begins to chafe her. "When psople walk into anm error with wideâ€" open eyes, one can blame, but seldom be sorry for them." "I am not sorry for myself, _ cerâ€" tainly," George says, in low, husky tones, looking at the chair where his little love had sat and he had knelt beside her with her gentle head upon his breast. "But how shall I know them, mother * "By their hairâ€"long in the men and whort in the women"â€"Life, ; â€" > Ho seems to hear the glad, soft voico with its innocent, passionate cry, "I am so happy. I love you so," And to feel the kisses of her virgin lips. ‘"‘Mr. Archer, ysou cannot be in earâ€" nest ! You cannot have done this shameful and Sishonorable thing !" she exclaims, in tones which simulate horrified unbelief. 6 Lady Damr rises too, as if in unconâ€" trollable agitation, "I regret it says, curtly. " I sail before, that I think "* I should be sorry to think so, Mr. Archer," Lady Damer resumes, in a smoother manner, ‘"because in the appeal that I am going to make I have persuaded myself that I have but to appeal to your sense of honor as a man,." George looks straight at her ladyâ€" ship‘s eyeglasses, but makes no reply whatever. And she sees she has roused bhis passion and pride too much to hope anything from temporizing ; nevertheless, is willing to place one last loopholo before him. ‘* When you say you are Miss Deane‘s lover, Mr. Archer, you mean, I presume," her ladyship says, with her cold, cold smile, "that you have gone a little further than other young men in acknowledging the atâ€" tractions of so charming a young lady, and have avowed your feelings to her? And, however much I may regret this, I can scarcely feel very much surprised," Lady Damer says, coughing, and making a dainty play with her gossamcrâ€"like handkerchief, ‘"Apart from the fact of her wealth, Miss Deane is a very sweet young girl, Mr. Archer ; very innocent and unworldly, and trustful, as of course you know." "You counted, then, on her keepâ€" ing this affair a sccret from her friends and guardians ?" her ladyship asks, putting up her eye glass delibâ€" erately, looking George over as if she can scarcely credit her hearing. "I am sorry to think g#o." And she pauses impressively, and George, flushing again at her tone and manner, wonders vexedly at the extreme haste which Gillian has shown in sharing with others the secret which they two have shared together but three days. puryfh ** But I have no doubt that this is some of my lady‘s doings also," he decides ; "and my dear little girl was bound in truth and honor to speak out." "For I can see," he says, inwardly, "she meazs to try and incense me, and insult me into saying or doing something that she can use against me. But she shall not. She, at all events, has neiTher right nor title to part me and my little sweetâ€" heart." The ‘"of course" is an insolent taunt in itself, but he resolves to pass it by in tHlience. For Gillain‘s sake to pass it by. "In what capatity, or in what reâ€" lation, Mr. Archer‘â€"there is a pecuâ€" liar and offensive pause each time ere she pronounces his name, as if beâ€" stowing on him an honor which he scarcely meritsâ€""did you propose to iappt?aar with Miss Deane this evenâ€" ng »e folds her elegantly gloved hands, and fixes those keen eyos of hers in a steely glitter on the face of the arraigned person at the bar of her high and mighty judgment. "But I beg you to believe, Lady Damer," he goes on sternlyâ€"almost rebuking her, as she says to herself scornfullyâ€""that you are merely anâ€" ticipating what you would have heard very shortly, as soon as I had decided on other private affairs of my own. If I had gone to Mount Osâ€" sory ‘toâ€"night I should havo seen Gillian Deanso as her accepted lover. I did not know"â€"ho adds coldlyâ€" "that she had made any confidences to your ladyship on the subject." "What a likeness! What a likeâ€" ness! Any one could see it now! Can it be possible that the fool has beâ€" lieved all the lies, and shams, and sentimental stories about his dead mother and his lost father, all those years §" "I can answer your question honâ€" orably but in one way," he says, confronting her with his handsome, honest face, And a thrill, a whisper of minâ€" gled fear, and hate, and surprise, reâ€" peats itself in the woman‘s cold and pitiless breast. The hot blood flushes the young fellow‘s white forehead, and dark veins risge in his temples, and his blue eyes flash on her with & pride and temper as haughty as her own. (To be continued.) A Tip. 2. I lay the responsibility for the prevalence of gambling in the second place, upon the shoulders of the senseless fools who allow themselves to be made dupes of, in order that all the miserable hangers on about these gambling establishments may make & living and the proprietors a forâ€" tune. I aso this strong language advisedly. I want every young man who imagines ho can enrich himsel{ at a gambling table to realize his crass stupidity. When the game is almost entirely a game of skill, what folly it is for an amateur to try conclusions with a professional! And where the game is a mixed game of chance and ekill, or ono in which all is of chance and there is no skill involved at all, surely the very smallest particle of common sepse would teach them that the chances are all in favor of the house and against the outside player. ‘These establishments are not equipped and carried on for the purpose of enabling the public to grow rich at the exâ€" pense of their proprietors, The men Herc, at the bar of public opinion, I arraign the proprietors of these establishments as the heartliess authors of private suffering and pubâ€" lic disgrace. Before high heaven I charge them with all the ghastly conm sequences of their diabolical business â€"disappointed hopes, blighted homes, broken hearts, blasted characters and ruined souls. For their own rou!s sack, I implore them to rememâ€" ber that this awilul charge preferred by a mightier than any human voice, they shaill have to face some day, when they stand before the tribunal of eternal justice. $ Said the preacher: "In seeking to determine who is responsible for the prevalence of gambling in this city, I suppose I may venture to take it for granted that gambling has been prevalent. Last Monday evening some members of the City Council ap peared to be in doubt about the matter. I think I may safely assmwae that their doubts have by this time been dispelled. In view of all that has appeared in the public press durâ€" ing the past week, I fancy that even these guileless, unsuspecting guardâ€" ians o[ civic morality will hardliy venâ€" turo to question the statement that gambling, instead of existing, if at all, only to a very slight degree and in very secret places, has been carâ€" ried on to an alarming extent and with aisgraceful, brazenfaced openâ€" ness. [Vancouver World.] An immense congregation assembled at St. Andrew‘s Church to hear Rev. Dr. McLaren preach on "Who is reâ€" sponsible for the prevalence of gamâ€" bling?" By 7.20 oclock every pew in the church was occupied and the side seats were rapidly filling up. When the doctor entered the pulpit hundreds were at the door unable to obtain gpats. Finally chairs were brought from the schoolâ€"room, giving accommodatioa to a hundred or so. Tho preacher was suifering from a cold, and spoke with some difficulty, but his remarks were forcible, The preacher announced his text, Jereâ€" miah v. 31; ‘"‘The prophet‘s prophesy falsely, and the priests bear rule by their means, and my people love to have it so." "I. I tnmention first, because I hold them! to be primarily and most inexâ€" cusably respounsible, the proprietors of gambling dens, the men, who, for the sake of illâ€"gotten gain, have made broad and emooth the road that leads down to hell. Gambling, no doubt, has existed to some extent from the very beginning of the city‘s history ; but some half dozen years ago the proprietors of a well known saloon inaugurated the open carniâ€" val of gambling that with occasional brief interruptions has held sway ever gince. For some time these men enjoyed a practical monopoly of their nefarious business ; but imitators and competitors gradually appeared upon the scene, as the unholy passion was fostered in the minds of an increasâ€" ing number of citizens, until, within the last few months, we have had at least six establishments where gambâ€" ling has been going on in direct, and more or less open, defiance of the criminal code of the Dominion. "Therefore, since the practice of gambling has undoubtedly been alâ€" lowed to assume alarming proporâ€" tions and work an incalculable amount of harm, and since, in the judgment of the great majority of the citizens it is prejudicial alike to the moral and to the material inâ€" terests of the city, the question as to who is respounsible for its prevalâ€" ence becomes a question of the very gravest importance. There are at leagst four classes of persons, who, with varying degreos of guilt, must ghoulder the burden of this tremenâ€" dous responsibility. 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If you do not find Baby‘s Own Tablets at your druggist‘s, send 25 cents to the Dr. Williams Medicine Co., BrockviXe,, Ont., and & box will be sent you by mail postâ€" not always win, that would be almost! as great a calamity as being comâ€" pelled to take equal chances with tha players, for it would mean that the business would entirely cease. Keepâ€" ers of gaming houses can accent their losses with the utmost equanimity, because it is a mathematical cerâ€" tainty that in the long run they will gain far more than they lose. Could any language be too stroug to deâ€" scribe the insatiate folly of those who risk their prospects of honor and usefulness and even the interests of their immortal souls on the bare chance of their being the one out of a hundred that may gain a temporâ€" ary advantage? f "When I think of all that I have seen and heard during the last few years of the results of this accursed viceâ€"the young wife, who had been brought up in a home of luxury, left alone for three or four days at a time, and once at least without even a crust of bread in the house, while her husband was squandering his money in one of these dens of infamyâ€"the fathers who have told mo of how, night after night, they have waited in agony for their sons‘ return from the gaming tables, where they were spending _ money, that was not their ownâ€"tho beart breaking letters I _ have received from the east and from the old country pleading for some word of good cheer regarding sons or broâ€" thers who were simply going to the devil as fast As their folly could carry them in the Ravoy or Balmoral, or gome place of similar characterâ€"when I think of all this, it seems to me that no remorse that earth or hell can have in store would be too keen for the sensgelegq stupidity and the heartless cruelty that have inflicted such sulfering upon: the innocent, and that no punishment that human law can inflict would be too severe for the vultures in human form who fatten, not merely upon the moral and spiritual degradation of their miscrable victims, but also upon the very life‘s blood of their vie= timé‘ relatives and friends. I â€" have used them in teething, in vomiting, in colic, in indigestion, and in the disorders of tha stomiach and bowels usually accompanied by restâ€" lessness and fever. The action of the Tablets has always been all that could be desired." who run them are not philanthropists, eager to afford some of their fellow men an opportunity to make money, quickly and easily. If they did not pay, if they were not sure to pay, these iniquitous dens would never be kept open. Of course the house does "But in pointing out tho responsi« bility for the prevalence of gambling of those who patronize these gambâ€" ling dens, I want to emphasize not only their colossal stupidity, but also their heartless cruelity. They know that they aro inflicting the keenest anguish upon those who love themâ€"darkening all the young lives of their innocent little childâ€" ren, and crushing out all joy and hope from the hearts of the women they have vowed before God to love, honor or cherish ; or bowing a fathâ€" er‘s head in shame and breaking & mother‘s heart with grief. "3. I lay the responsibility for the prevalence of gambling thirdly at the door of the civic authoritics, How: that responsibility is to be apporâ€" tioned, as between the Chief _ of Police, the Police Committee, the City Council and the Mayor, it is not for me to determine. This much, howâ€" ever, I am bound to sayâ€"the proviâ€" gions of the Criminal Code are so exâ€" plicit, the prima facie evidence of guilt so easily obtained, the kind of gambling that has been carried on so undeniably an infraction of the code and the gambling places so well known that not one of those estabâ€" lishments would have dared to keep open for a single day if it had been known that the law was really going to be enforeed and the full penalty for its violation inflicted." ed in his fight may be overcome. Every wise mother helps the little sufferer as much as she can, and the mothers who have been most successâ€" ful in this respect have found that Baby‘s Own Tablets give just such assistance as the little one needs. Mrs. W. J. Wright, Brockville, sayse: "I have used Baby‘s Own ‘Tablets quite frequently, and am muck pleasâ€" ed with them. I find them especially satisflactory during baby‘s first year. The Tecthing Period Dangerous to Little Ones and Very Trying to Mothers. What mother does not look forâ€" ward with dread to the time when baby shall be tecthing ? At that time baby is restless, feverish _ and irritable, and frequenily there is some disorder of the bowels and stomach. The poor little sufferer is I‘ghting one of his first battles in this old world of pain, and if not aidâ€" BABV‘S HEALTH. qruB 4 #8" Ab. tE I B