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RU tVI 1901 L901) th o The .l‘rlg, Ont. when dark- "ttt lu’l uni. 6.051) and tic “I " he he h (b', H " "The title guns to a. distant branch of the Damm- fumlly," her ludyslhp says 'rlowiy,, with distinct; and de. liberate enunciatiun, "aa I have no son." Ono bli‘t’lk, March afternoon comes a. telrgram tn her from Bingham Lacy from the little telegraph ottice at Dan-ragh. 7 _ 7 "They’ve titles as plentiful as blzu-kberrlea among them," muses Minna, "and that girl Gillian don't sac-m to care one pin. It's queer en- uugh, and it isn't one bit of good my lady making believe they're in low with one another." But tha days pass on, and no en- lightruunent com-s to Mimic. and no realization ot her hopes, however mug}. to Lady Dunner. - “Elite In aghast me," she tells her. m-lf bitterly. "I was always unlucky." for it norms as " nor prulongeml For it norms as " hcr prolonged vVit to town must come to an end very boon; and Mrs. Dram; talks of going. to Paris tor Easter, and of taking her step-daughter with her. "Fate la against up,” her ladyship declares to herself, in despair. at tho Very tim" when late is working for her. "S >mething good will come out of this». I frqel sure '." Lady Dnmer 8113's, springing up in hopeful anticipation uni I'Miel. with scarcely a thought or regr‘ t for the life so suddenly passed turn}. “The title and the paltry in- 'ttrme--ocareely enough tn pay for new Iieerimr--are not worth thinking ot," elm mutu-ru. excitedly, "but I toel now an if a fortunate turn of event: had (mine. and that events wilt draw to a close." "i can't quite see tioi/tiJnitie des- ecuws." Minnie remarks. coolly. 'Ut must come through male heirs, l know." u [mother of my tgrandfather, iG.l, mm Earl of Ferrard, who assumed I tho nume of Lucy with the eatates; “Inch he inhvrlted trom a maternal ; uncle. Therefore. my sister. the Lady '; haul“ Mountmurhet, married her cou- t t,itt In the (no ml] degree, and Captain i Patrick Bingham Lat-y. their son. in i "Oh. the bnronet ?" Lady Damer mus. arching hvr brows. "That is on the Dame:- aido, Mrs. Deane. It, ls my husband who is the next heir there." "Sir James Dtutrtr died suddenly morning. Uncle Harry is greatly at. foctied by the shock. I think " would be well it you were, to return at once. wm write by this post." - And then hrr ludyahip assumes a. from: rule, perhaps one of her clever- wt. considering how difficult Its ttrr. mxnption must be. - Sim hastily changes her gown tor a. black one, drapes horse" In soft. dervio black laces. and a few jet orna- mvnw. and goes down to the draw- tutr-room. _ "Oh. my'. “have ‘xappened ?" Min-. tln "sciainw,tstartiiix vrolotly in alarm. and nearly upsetting the tea- tattle wht r" eitc uni til Ilan are 001in chatting In ttw Hrtlight. no the state- ly, black-drawn] torn: glides into the room with rrorrow-atrieitett mien. and ssiow, noiseless tread. Atrl nor lndnhip forgives the Am- "rican lady‘s vulgar impultrirer1etre in consideration ut he: aripreeiation of liter dramatic appearance. "What happens to all'of us. one day or another, dear Mrs. Deane," Lady Damer says, uulemnIy. dropping Into poetry likn Silas Wegg; "the death of a (Ivar friend." 7 -isho" Has nbt'o'mltted to give Iter hus- hand his day-old title in the midst ot her ttrreentle, notjces Instaqqy. "Mum!" that shrewd young lady Q’s, mentally. "I guess that hand- Ietohlef Isn't very wet." "And so I must go back at Once," lure-t," Lady Damer says. quietly sud sorrowful” to Gillian ; "they are All in such trouble. you use. My hul- Band and poor. dear Buchanan. who in everything on his shoulders. a: no my: Mr Harry in quite overcome with the 'rttttetk--a very sudden death, Mrs. Deane, any to gay: _and tout "Oh, yes." Lady Dune: any. oold.. u, "and my cousln Mouutcauhel hall two rout; therefore Captain Lao, has four lives between him and the title. The earl ll seventy-the. )luulltcuulwl is titty, and then,- are two slcklx boys; "r Mountcushel's children have died 10 inmucy but Hume. and they will lumlly mach manhood, I fear." "Sir James, my (Ivar child. Poor, don: C'ousie Janina!" Lady. Damer says, with ttor snowy handkprchief. dummy black embroidered, ttutter- ing near her 9198; "and poor Sir Marry, my husband. feels It so deeply and is In such distress. They were like brothers. you know." _ "And who , Lady Damm- l lug greatly I has no son. h " CUBE A COLD " ONE - Ta" but!" menial-o mm A ir5."iiii'i.iit2t'2rirWd Ltft,,,e . . o'nmllu_mhb¢. an. cumin in second degrée to the pres- mt earl." /"lry'1Mirttio 693's, feeling Just a lit- tie bit Iowan. tho' iaAtt"Hinitu: asks. hastily. her htrt pausing for tinghrgplx. "Not always," Lady Damer says. with suave rebuke. "There are peer- ruin-s in their own right, you know. My nephew maceeedn. however. through his father, as Colonel Pat,., reit Mount-annex laser was the Hon ot then [TE Meane, “a BO lay. an“ luur nor, dear orphan 31m! One must Mink of them. Will you come back with me, 0mm. 1orth/or-> " not- " too much? I know that you Me the pleasant alternative of a impruaraeU 'by this siuaoiru% "And who is Sir James Dunn-r. will succeed him, then. '."' 1rrradatts Mimic. look- Interested. "Mr. Dunner ms 119?" ifta,tttigi,,,,,,, " Wi- can go up to Dublin in " wank or two, and get tlw wv-lding quietly over," she dot-illns, dviirrlttedl.v. "Not that I will try to prms matters now too much. I txliovv Hwy really an» growing u-rv Gmd or ouch otlwr. Any one pould 51m thvrv i4 something nxcltlng Binghnm‘s world soul," sho miles to herself. as they go up the steps ot the Imperial Hotel. " His Pyes are glowing, and hls very lips are- trembling with emotion'. Poor mum. he looks litre his father, Patrick Lacy. when in- nun-lied Louise.' I remember him well, though " is more than thirty years' ago! “Gallant Pat!' wenwml to call him to tease Louise. We Mountcnshel girls 'pleased our eyes and plagued our hearts.' I think.in both our husbands." she thinks. with a quick. rosvntful sigh. "We both got wreteltml nnu'hes for handsome girls of our station. though poor Lacy was the bestof husbands. Louise always declared. Sim newr recollect" him hulking handsomm- or more uttrm-tiw than ho looks to-day, she thinks, though he is deadly pale, and his mumwr is ombarrasmed, an he promos Gilliun'n' hand, and a faint flush rises in tlut girl's tttce us she meets his rye-s. “I believe in my heart they an really secretly delighted to moot 011ch other!” Lady Danter thinkr4, with a fresh throl) of rutlsfuction and a slightly pious [paling cunning m‘vr her that Providrmet, liar-x, on tho whole, born 1olerahly mood to her. Fate is working' for hop hrking smooth and swiftly, slu- Likii," with Coy in her heart nu I smiles on " lips. unougll hrt. docuruus vvil of regret for poor BY James Damon hor hus- band's cousin, as they renvh Bally- ford on tho following day. und find the carringo waiting, and Bingham Lucy waiting also. " Uncle Hurry has boen very "l-ho is better now. Aunt Jeannette-a great deal better --that ig-he. is growing better-"' he stnmmcrs, flushing oddly, and staring at her. and out of the window, and down on the carpet in n. flurrled. troubled tulxlon. “He-who has been ill for some time--ror a week or two-but nothing very serlous. you know, Aunt Jeannette-nothing we needed to bring you home tor; and we managed and nursed him. all right." visit to Paris instead ot a. house ot mourning - but you will be mick a comfort to me, darling."' I shall feel so deso- late and miserable going back alone!” t ' " “Was he as bad no that ? Very ill tor a week or two, and you never wrote to me t" she exclalms, reproach fully, wlth her dainty handkerchief fluttering about her face, but some touch of real reproach pained her as with a pin-prick through her satin wrest and the steel armor of her .. Bingham, dear," lur lmlyship snyr-r. in tt leisurelv way, noticing the nrr- mentury confidence with well pleased Pym, "how ls your uncle Harry? Upset, of course. at you told me, by this sudden shock, but not ui-ttoth- lng sertous. I hope ?" _-- " heart. "You, he was very Ill," Bingham sayn. dryly, "but a: ho had excellent medical attendance. and most are- In! Ind tender nursing, [ventured to "Gracious'." Minus says to her husband afterward, in flippant in- credulity, "one would think her iadyship had lost her 'sisters, her cousins, and her nunts,’ to hear how she went on l” "I will, indeed. Lady Dunner!" Gillian says. impulsively, with quick- coming tears. "Poor Sir James! 1 nm so sorry. though I only saw him twicc--that day of the picnic. and tho day-the evening-the lust. din- ner party at Mount Ossory.", "Alas, yes, my dear!" Lads Dttmer anya. slghing. "We little thought .' Those plea- sant days ot last summer! Poor, dear Sir James.' But, thank good- ness," is her mental addition, "the poor npoplectic creature's death has done me " better turn thanhe over did me in his life!" She is more grateful to poor dead Sir James than ever, the next morn- ing, when she steps into the Pull- mnn our of tho Lunidon & North- western line, gmcvrully attired in fresh, elegant mourning, sent ex- press trom Regent street at vight that morning, and new; Crilltan,geu- tlo and thoughtful for her as a. daughter could be, seated opposite to hen returning with her for an infinitely long visit to Mount Os- sot-y. “Ho hasn't come hack, has he?" Filto Whispers. swiftly. with a shrinking muse of pain and than at the very thought of meeting again the beloved, cruel face which hm] even scorned to look kindly on her. A crimson, shamed blush burns ovevhis face up to the whiteness of her fair maidenly brow, and Lacy, coloring " little him'ielf. stoops down to her in " swift. whispered answer: And then, with a peeollection of the fitness of things. she turns to Binglmml who is placing an easy chair for Gillian by the tir,". The very snmh easy chair by tho, tlro in thn very sumo roam wher" who had first mm George Archer'. Sho wonders it Binghnm Lucy ro- mmnbers it. and there is a plteotts mute inquiry in th." wistful vyt-n upturmfd to his. "Nm dear, he has game to Amar- ica. I'll tell you more another time." , 'tya',ealF,?'i"si, "Who didiod any you had as his doctors, Bingham P' Lady Damtrr askg, in a faint. stifled voice. "Coghlan and Meyrlck. Meyrlck In very clever. you know, aunt," he re- plies. with a restless, nervous look, biting his lips, and hurriedly passing his white hand across his mountacho, and Gillian hears his breath coming quick and short. heavy dnctors’ and nurse's bills." she thinks bitterly, "because my wretch- ed husband celebrates his succession to his machete)" by a tit of delirium lremeuu! Huw soon does the train leave I' Pray let us get home as quick- ly as possum. Blngtram," she says. ir- ritabiy, the next moment, as un- pleasant ideas rise in quick suc- cvetiltsit in hvr mind. “I wish Lynch Mum havo gon" on a day be- low: nr". I suppose the house is in horrible disarm-r, and everything ir. regular and uncomfortably." am. In: Immune." "Well?" Ins uh. sharply. which; a. little, “and now P' “He was getting much better," Bmgham uneven-I. "and the shock of Sir "mee deattr-he dropped in a. fit of apoplexy, and never spoke atrtsin- completely upset Uncle Harry, and {nought by! the-the delirium/tmt "Doiiriump' exclaims Gillian, with innocent eyel of pity and til-trans. "He but had fever, then. Bingham? What sort of a fever t" "Oh, nothing infectious. Gillian. dear." he says. with a. faint mile. "I should not have let aunt‘ and you con_i¢a__l{enr me in that case." "I didn't mean that I was ail-aid." Gillian says. angrily. "Do you think I am so treltiah and cowardly P' "No; I could nevu- thlnk either," he repllea, gravely. “Uncle Harry has had an attack ot inflammation ot the brain, I bellevc," he IE much better again -itiiiGttdi. “99.92.!“ (398m!) 9nd Memoir my," "A person Cozhlnn rrcommended; she nursed Uncle Barry night and day," Bingham says. slowly, and the white, nervous hand clinches itself on the back of Gillitttt'q chair. "She never left his room for more than five min- utm. night or day, for at week. And when he was at the worst, she could (motile him and control him when no- 'body else could. Meyrick and Coghlan tmid' she did a great deal more than they did for him, she was so brave and nuweariml. and so ceaselessly watchful; I 11min telegram written to you on two occasions at the dead of the night, when we thought things wore going wrong with poor Uncle ll urn-y, but she and the a ctors pulled him through. and they on“ there was no immediate necessity to alarm you." ' “Indeed l' What a, good thing loft: ian {mum such a good nurse," La ' Unmet says coldly, almost scurnlully, at Luc.1 'on enthusiastic, praises. "N! enormous increase of expenses and gray vyps. "Tim housn crrtninly does nut-seem in horrible disorder," he says. delib- "rately, "and 1 do not think there is anything to find fault with in other respects. Tlie train leaves in half nu hour, Aunt Jeannette. it you wish to 1;” now,- but I ordered tau, for you and Uiliiun first." “Did yuu P' she: says, with a foreod smile, lor she is angry and nervous. and not quite tree from self-r6- prouu'h. "Pray. int us have it, then! Hilliun, do Sou rsrtuauber being in (his mum bn-furr? 0n tlw first even. ing you cum» to iruinnd, dear P' Sho asks the question out of a tntlwiour,. impulse, and rngrvts it as won as tiltis has spoken. when she sons tho startled look in the girl's mum, and the- quick, troubled blush, “hun't you, 1',i.tu.TIrutu?' Lady Da. mvr aunt-nag, hurriedly, with another may, forced smile. "When We three met lxvrt- une Pw'ning lwfore?” "Yes: thaw-o were more than thren of us then," Lacy ”storm. 8100mm: down to stir the tire. “Uncle Harry was here, and Miss O'Neil." _ "No. I don't think you will," Lacy nay-em. calmly, and Gillian ('annot unite restrain n glance of dlsdulnl‘ul surprise at him "And who was the nurse?" Lady Damer anks, In the same sorrowful. tuMr-stified volce. A quick flush ot sax-(3118111 or vexation lights up Lucy's pale lace and cold gray vyps. "No she was," Lady Danwr usspnts, the mlgt- of her teeth show- inz. "She cn mo from London to escort Gillian. Poor thing! 1 wondrr where River is 'h I Impn aha In.“ a good tiititu- tion smut-where '." - Lucy resolver: this aspiration with "111-lele] ram-NM): " hope she has," he says. cordially. "She was a wry clever creature, wondertutl.v clue-r," Lindy Damer ea.“ plncidly. drinking: tlm tm which the "miter ham just brought in. "I shall nevpr replncn poor Miss O'Neil in. any (lump de o,ompomtie," _ __ A “real "rsportstttuity Heals on All Mothers ---Unby P3ttoult1 Always be "ritttst and Chee: ful. Babies that are well, sleep well, eat well, not well and play well. A'cllllll that is not llu-ly, rosy-checked and phylul, needs immeulute attention or lit" results may be serious. Prudent. mollurs would always koep ready ut “am: n ante .wt effective remedy to administer to their little ones as (mergency arises. Such a medicine is Baby's an Tablets. These Tablets do not net as the SU-Ualled "sooth- ing" medicines do. They do not have tt deadening or stupmying effect, hut on the contrary go right to the seat of the trouble and by removing it ("are the child and prevent u recur- )‘lJlICl' of tlw difficulty. All moihvrs who hnvr usml this medicine praise it :1an always keep it in the human Mrs. G. “nines. Six Mile Luke, Out, says: “The Baby's Own Tablets which I ordered came Just in tima My baby was very ill with indigen- tlon and bowel trouble, but I am happy to any the Tablets relieved him utter a few doses and he " now doing splendidly. with jun a Tablet now and then when a. little restless. 1 am the mother ot eight children. null I must my I have never. had a medicine I thought as much of as Baby's Own Tablets. and I have tried all the old remedied I think mothers ought always to keep them in the house. in one of emergency."_ _ Thene tablets cure all the minor ail- ments ot children, such as constipa- tion. sour stomach. colic. diarrhoea, indigestion, and simple fever. They break up colds, prevent croup, and allay the irritation accompanying the cutting of teeth. They are for children ot all ages. and dissolved In water can be given with absolute safety to the youngest infant. Sold; try all drugginte at 25 cents a box, or Dent post paid on receipt of price, by 'tti1reeirttr the DruWillianl Medi- I. Cm, Briiitrims Ont. THE CARE OF BABIES. even your presence was not v!fi,':'s'iTdp'i,rei7s. Half an hour inter they leave Baltyfoed; the faithful little heart, true to ltd one guiding-etu- ot deep, true love, look: back at the gray. faded old city by the watereide. with Ito Daniel: tower end its old-world history. as a. sorrowful pilgrim to the sacred shrine he leaves. Then it was sweet summer-time over the land, amid the combine and the green leaves, and the long of birds. Now it is. as It should be. In the cold, gray. dead time ot the early year, when there is not a. bud of_promlle to be seen. _ Even Lady Damer's keen, discon- tented eyea can detect no “horrible disorder" in the smoothly-rolled drive. the freshly-clipped trhruhtteriem the spotless dourh‘teps, the snowy. low- ered. blinds, and gleams of wei. draped crimson and embroidered cur- ta_l_ns which meet her gaze. _ "'What have they got those blinds down for, Bllngham, for mercy'a sake P' she asks. sharply. "I am not going to endure that because my husband’s cousin is dead! It will be quite enough on the day of the funeral y' Lucy hesitates n. moment. “Thls is the day of the tuueral, aunt," he says in a low tone. “Poor Sir James was buried at 2 o'clock. I only went straight from the funeral to meet you." Lady Dattrer shakes violently. “The day of the funeral 1" she ojaculates, "the third after death! What a barbarous Irish fashion that is to bury so soon '. I wish yuu llmlu't told me, Binglmm!” _ But Anne matches her hand from her husband'l arm and Itarrua after her, eagerly. humbly even, beam- in! her to stay. “Pray watt one moment. Lady Da- mer," Ihe an trernuloua1r, ventur- Inq In demPerAtimt to "and In tin EB I. speaking of the woman whom he conic-ted to (5mm he Ind loved 0120310“ Jreuts1uryrte1y. 7_ _ Yet a certain Irritation ot her nerves remains. and she teela she would be pleased to find fault with something or somebody. as she en- ters tho drawing-room. ln spite ot Its bright, welcoming tire. ltacozy. inviting chairs and couches, tl round table near the hearth most dulntily laid for dinner or high tea --aiwayie her favorite meal alter a Journey-nay, even the few vases of exquisitely-arranged, fragrant tlow- ers-the inst touch or .an elegant womanly taste in any apartment-- cannot even soothe the nervous. ln- tangible annoyance under which she is laboring. __ - 8510 shivers again, sinking down In her chair by the tire. "I wish Lynch had come.' I don't feel at all Well-I don't furl able in go up to my own rooms," she ninth-rs peevishly. "No, no, Gillian '. What are you thinking of, child?" as Gil.. Ilan picks up the bonnet and gloves silo has tossed aside. "We must wait a moment! S‘ntl somebody to us, Bingham, plant; the upper housnmid‘, or the new nursv or unybon' Tell tho nurse to com". it we run. I want to Hwak to her." - Two hours later they are driving In through the entrance gate. ot Mount Onory. and Gillian. sadly gazing from the carriage windows. sees that white gate In. the ohrubbery yonder wlth a. tayrtisatintr heart. A " Th , nurs ' , Un l, [fox , t? Bill“? 3 t ' he lulu-rs. and Gillian suns Lucy's lune grow (loudly pale again, whil" his eyes barn like stars. .. Vin-y well, Aunt Jeannette." He leaves the roam for a minute, and thou returns, and crosses in front of his aunt's chair. " Oh. Anne, I am so glad," she cries, in that passionate impulse, with smiles on lip." sweet, wot eyes, and on her trvmulous, red lips, as she stretches out her hands to Anne in eager greeting, and then her loving arms clasp the tall, stately figure In an embrace of slsterly tenderness. Anne resists tor a moment and then yields, and stoopa tor an Instant. in a hurried kiss. “Thank you, dear!" she whispers, fervently; and then they both simultaneously look at Lady Dtuner-. Gillian tlmldly and apprehensive”. as she suddenly remember- all, and Anne with proud yet earnest en. treaty. _ . . .. My wife, Aunt Jeannette," Lacy (says, composed”, drawing the white hand within his arm. .. Anne O'Neil is my beloved wit" now, and we have been married for two Weeks!" "Aunt," he eays uulotly. in n curiously low, vim-1r vuicc. "I have romethintt mum to tpll you. and though it will suryrlsv you, I entrant of you not to tru angry with me.' I mulrvut you to forgive me if I have tiisplvvsvd you'. Uncle Harry's nurse is an old friend of ours. An old and-very dear friend of mine." CHAPTER XL. A wild evanescent throb of joy un.l thankfulnees thrills through unlinn's breast as Captain Lacy speaks, tor in the first passion of selfish glad- neas she can think of nothing else than that Georgu is free tstill-- Georg‘e‘s lite is not utterly nundered trom her life yet, though the wide world Hes between them'. But the proud eyes are very Wist- tttl now, and very HO“. and dark. and pleuulng as they look on her, the haughty mien is quieter, the hard, self-controlled look is gone in. to the shadow of a grnat tenderness. a deep, mute gladness, a sweet hu- mility. _ _ She' comes' over to Lucy's aide, dressed in hm- long. graceful trail- ing gown or black cashmere pmf.vel- yg1, with Medici ruffles ot black lace high about the stately throat. and one pendant of jet and diamonds flashing on her breast; a stately, right royal-looking woman; this girl who had been her hardly-used ueirtrpdent/ror, years. . - For Lady Dunner has slowly risen to her feet, a tall, terrible figure, with her dense black trailing drap- eries. and her chalk-white race, and thou ttlittering eyes alight with fiercest anger and acorn. They just glance over Lucy and bin wife with tst nun like a. blight. and then, with- out uttering a word, Lady Dame: more. toward the door. - - - ‘"Who is it 't" Lady Damer Hays. her thin fingers Hamming in each otlwr. "Who is it, 1 say?” though the lmporimm voice dies away In a. hoarse whisper of rage and tNtH pause. A tttist gathers before her eyes, there in a rushing, thundering surge of throbbing pulses in her ears; her senses seem (cranking her in that bit, ter moment of al3solutc defeat at the zenith of her foolish hope. She sees Gillian start to her feet; with an eager, radiant look of glad sur prise, and she sees the door open. and the tall, graceful. weli-remem. bered figure enter. _ ONTARIO ARCHIVE TORONTO could not live without Mn. I could not keep qnlet awn from him, I couldn't keep from longng to lee his {use once more," she out. plteoully. with teal-I ln her voice. " come to Ireland only to see him once more and bid him good-bye, u I meant to go to America! Idid, In- deed, Lady Damer; I meant to Co; I was on my way to Queertatowrr; I had even paid the deposit on my cabin postman. and then when I met him again, I could not leave him. I was moat to blame." brother. "Because he says on " cort. Families Supplied." replied the litter. The little son a a Wesleyan minister once volunteered this start- ling Information to a visitor, "Do you know that the swallow- go away In winter.. but the sparrow: bebng to this clrcnlt t"-Dr. leNan’an. haughty mu‘n oath. “Only tor m. “to: Not tur mine! Wait one mo- meat. not]! he tells you everything: I will have me room. Only wait tor " Who made the world t" snapped out a rather testy Inspector years ago to a class ot very small boys. No answer. Swot-a! times he rc- peated the question, getting louder and more incensed each time. At last a. poor little fellow, kneading his (-yea vigorously wiglx his knuckles, blah- A little child was saying her pray- ers aloud beside her mother'l knee, and added a prayer on her own Ic- count: "or, please, dear God, make me pure-Folate. pure as --" cocoa." Two children belng awakened one morning. and told that they had a new little brother, were keen. In children are. to know whence and how he had come. "It must have been the autumn." mm the girl. "Why the Illllkman t" asked her llttle "No. not tt n were to save his are!" in the 1mplacatrte reply to her plead- Inq. "He ie nothing to me any more than you are, from this hour hence- forth. Stand aside and let me pan!" “mae no If you must! I In. the molt to blame; I love him. and I van selfish. Blame me 1" Anne an)". wildly. "I !9Ved hlm so much that I "Not at all," Lady Damer an”. lolly. drawing her Iklrts aside. "You only acted according to your in- stincts. naturally enough seeking to "use yourself in the world. You were always ambitious and desigrtintt,artd you had an easy prey in " weak, self- indulgent man. He has been to me as my own son. He has had power to wound me to the heart by hll ln- gratitude and treachery. You have both insulted me and outwitted mel Much good may lt do you both l" But no doubt, unhappily. rests over the ausWer ot the little chap who was being examined in mental arith- metic try an inspector of schools. " It," said the inspector. "l had three glasses of beer on this table, and your father came in and drank one, how many would be left T' "None, an" at once replied the youthful Bab- bage. " But you don't understand my question," retorted the inspector, proceeding to repeat it. This he did several times, always receiving the mar- unwavering assurance, " None, Mr." At last he said. "All. my boy, It In clear you don't know mental aritlunetle." .. But I know my father," answered the boy. - A There Is maledlctlon in the venge- ful. slbllaut tones ot her eiear, de- liberate Voice as she glauceant the wedded lovers with a baleful smile of bitter contempt. and the blood flushes durkly back into her white face as she looks at her nephew and the girl to whom he has linked his fate for life. _ "Anne, you have disregarded my wishes. dearest'." Lucy says. with tender reproach, as Anne tum- bank hopelessly from the door, and the tears she has tried to watt-am fall mat now. "You had no right to ox- pose yourself to her anger and in- sults. You know that I told you I wished to speak to her first, and I meant to, whether she would hear me or not.' Doit cry, my darling wife; trurrsly her insults haw no power to wound you-you to whom one. is. or ought to be, so deeply ltr. debted!" .... . Stun the Cough and Work. " the Cold. nun" Main. 1.3m.“ a all bosom. than Now. his...“ She hurries swiftly out ot the room, as it she cannot endure tho sight. and up the stairs to her own rooms, where she locks herself in, and no one dares to follow her. t>serearcsrasGi-.grss.ar.,criiGg..e.yaaeeagiiiif Last Christmas [was distributing the prizes at the Upper Kennington Lane Board School. I wound up with an oxhortatlon to the boys to be good during the coming year. Said 1: "Now, buys, see uni when I come again next Christmas I shall hear an excnllont account ot you, and dull not have to be told that you have got Into any trouble or mlschlet." "Same to you, sir," shouted the whole school with one accord. Whe- ther this was quiet humor or a mochnnlcal reply to the tlme-lson- ored "Merry Christmas, boys," which they had taken my first words to imply, [cannot Bay. But lam trying to llre up to the injunction. His arm In round her in tho questioned right of their new muons. and both her hands elapsed on his shoulder, where hegd ls resting, 7 "Yes, tin-3' wound inn. tor I de- served some or them '." Anne says. stifling a sob. “I was ambitious and designing, for I yearned and long- ed, and prayed, and hoped for what I have got! I was selfish and tren- cherous. tor I thought of nothing but my own happiness when you said you meant to marry me; that you meant to look for me and mar- ry me, and that you had told Miss Deane how you loved me, and Wish- ed me for your wife'. I thought of nothing or nobody then, in the greedy selfishness of my happiness; after those Weary .vearur-roar years nearly since I met you firtrt-oh, Patrick, my darling!" They have iuite forgotten gentle, lovely Gillian, looking at them with sadliamiling (Iyes ot sympathy. - is}, H UMORS OF THE SCHOOLS. ti' out, "Please, sir. It waddn' 'o be Continued.) up are her lt n- How to Preserve Health and Good Color. Pale, "Mow, or Anne-(c mm lo- “and to It. Bruit Fresh-cu of You“ by Int-n! M.aat.-q3qqe “out. was“. the lunch at All. (From The Gun, Orangevlllo. OntJ Mm Maggie Brawnlee, ot Dung.- ville, to a young [may welt known tt the reddents at the town and not”: esteemed by all her acquaintanoou Like thousands of other young girl. throughout Canada. “In Brownloe tell a victim to anuemm or watery blood, and tor e tune. as she eeye bereelt. teered she would - note enjoy robust health. Experieeeee like mes Browniee’e eennm fell to be ot ttettent to other pele and anemic girls. end tor this reeeol In kindly consented to give I. state- ment to the Sun tor pubhcetlon. "I: illneu,” eaid lies Brow-lee. "cell. on very gradually. and et first It merely seemed an tmh it was . (eeilm ot depreeeion and tiredness I kept trettine woree,- imwever. and tttsally had to give up a good [M lion. 1 was at timee troubled with' a throbbing. renting headache. my appetite gave out; the least exer- tion tired me. and my heart would beat 'saiut'ull.v. My limbs seemed to feel Ilka weights. and at other time! there me e. sinking sensation which I can scarcely describe. l was treated by a good doctor and took a. number or remedied. but without any improvement in my condition, and l began lo tour that l we. doomed to be an invalid. One deg. " lriend who called to see me spoke very highly of Dr. Willimma' l’lnl Pills, and what she said interested my mother so much that she bought a few boxes. I began taking them. and in the course ot a few weetra there was no room to doubt that they were helping me. 1 continued taking the pills Ifur a couple ot months or more, when l felt a. well and strong as mo:- 1 had been. it is about a year blllt'l' I gave " taking the pills, and l have not since teit the need of any medicine. I think Dr. Williuauk J'iuk Pills . grand medicine, and alt-mill be tab on by all pale and feeble girls." 6. Train your appetite and “on“ by eating the [gt-eaten pouibie vnr- let]. You are not n Shirk ', why the“ you let your Itonmch become on! Many food- nre not liked the first time they are (acted, such an oyItorl; hence, unless you try a thing oevornl an“, you do not know whether you like " or not. Hence, never any ". dilliko . thing (iii you have an“. of it three times. stomach 8.8mm!» at the diet crank. All ... you! 1.1- " {enlistment and an“. of the .tmtgaeh.-Ahutadutt Hon-o- It. Regulate the comparison ut your {and by the work you do, using strong food when you. are doing hard work. lighter [and when sedentary. . Don't let your doctor attempt to rmlnte your diet by his own In addition to its regular tlno service. the Naval Observatory oe- floe lull established at leveral point.- on tho coast a time-ball syatem.nt branch hrdroqrttpitie offices. tor the purpose ot unlit“): Ina-tern or us- oela. as Well as ttten-ot-war, in re- g'ulatluc their cttronmttetertr. The time in indicated by the drum of a ball at the hour of noon, aett may be obtained by application at the qftiee. toe. Dr. William' Pink Pills make rich, red blood with every done tutu. than restoring the bloom of health, and um brightness and ireuhnesl od youth to pale and sailow cheek-t Through their notion on the bio“ they cure such diseases as anaemia. nervousness, headache, rheumatism. dyspepsia, St. Vitus' dance. heart troubiel, diseases ot the kidneys. utc. These plilu also cure the ailment- that make the liven of 80 many wo- men a constant mysery. Sold in boxes, the wrapper around which beam the full name-Dr. Williaml’ Pink Pills for Pale People. Can be procured trom drugglsts, or will be sent; by mail, post paid, at MM , At present only three other ob- trervatories-the Alleghany, the Goodall and the Lick - dim-m time signalo over any considerable territory. The Pcnnoylvanin lino. east of I'ituttrurg rmelve their the from the Allegheny Observatory. which Honda continuous amok through the 24 hour- ot the day. This system covers the entire Btato ot Pennsylvania. and also Eaatertt New York. The Goodwn Oblel'Vl- tory lends two “on signals daitrto the Great Northern, the Northern Pacific, the Great Western and tip “800" lines. amounting in all a about 13,000 mileo. The noon dz- nal front the Lick Obsrrvntory reaches all points on the Southern Pacific system as far east as W- den. The lourceu of time for the pub- lic generally are not as numeroul as is usually supposed. In per they are very few. The clock: the Naval Observatory, at Wtsatio ington, {us-nick the tune for the great majority ot tho people livit‘ east of Ogden. Utah, and El Paco. Texan. West ot those points the people. whether they know " or not, depend mainly upon the clock- ot the little obvervntory in the new yard at Mare Island. Cal. bor, of at: tioiee tdr 32.50. by aa. dreesing the Dr. .Wiliiauo" Medicine (10., Brockville, Ont. R. G. Aitken, of the Lick Ohms-va- tory. correct» In Popular wron- omy some prevalent errors as to tho source! from which the United Staten people get their standard time. He says: The Source: of Standard Time In the United Sta-H's. WHO SETS l NE CLOCK. ? Eat when you are hungry. ' . Drink when you are thirsty. Eat cumin and then stop. Eat whit your appetite an. HINTS FOll GIRLS. an'; n .4 - Rule. for Diet . {LE If 2‘1; Pd " n