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UIIAPTHH XVI. (Continued.)
"I Htnrtlwl you," lie Haiti; "you did
not expect to Hoe mo. I hnd no ritfht to
cflinu to you ho .suddenly; but they told
Die you wore here, and 1 wonted ho imieli
to sue you I wanted ho much to speak
to you."
Thu words wore insignificant enough,
but there was a wnrinth and onriioHtiiusa
in the tones that was new to Isabel.
Faint LhiohcH lllehored into her cheeks,
no deathly pale a few moments before,
Iter eyelids fell over the dark, iiiifnthoin
nblo uyes, a look of sudden happiness
tiprend itself upon her face and made It
luminous.
, "I thought you would never, never,
novor come back a?alu."
"I mount to stay away, but I changed
my mind, and I on mo back. I hope you
are jr!nd to soo mo again?"
'What vouM she any to him? Her ter
rnr of Mtying' too much kept her silent;
tho hotting of her heart sounded in her
oars, mil she wns nfralil that he, t,o,
nifyht hear that tell-tale sound. She
dnrod nit ralne her eyes, and yet Hhe
know that ho wan looking at Iter earn
estly. H.-rntinlxingly even.
"Toll me that you arc glad to see
me," he s.iid. "Ah, If you know why
I went nwny why I tried so hard to
Htny nwny why 1 have come back after
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mi luier nu-.su many resolutions mniie
nnd broken m many deliberations so
much doubt and hesitation! Isabel! tell
me you are glad to see me once more!"
Sho tried to speak, and faltered out
a word or two, anil broke down, and
turnel away from him. And then who
looked round at him with sudden impulse,
innocently and childishly, forgetful for a
momunt of the squaro-bitllt house In the
dusty lane, George Gilbert, and all the
duties of her life.
"I have been so unhappy; I have been
bo miserable; ami you will go away
"gain by and by, and 1 shall never, nuver
sou you any more."
I lor voice broke, and she burst Into
tears, and then, remembering tho surgeon
all in a moment, brushed them hastily
away with her handkerchief.
"Vou frightened me so, Mr. Lansdell,"
pIio said, "and I'm very late, and 1 was
just going homo, and my husband will
be waiting for me. He comes to meet
me sometimes when ho can spare time.
Good-bye."
She hold out her hand, looking at Uo
Iiind nervously as sho did so. Did ho de
mise her very much? she wondered. No
doubt he had oomo homo to marry Gwen
doline Pomphroy, and there would In? u
lino wedding in tho bright .May weather.
There was just time to go into a con
MUuntloti between March and May, Mrs.
Gilbert thought; and her tombstone
might be ready for tho occasion, if tho
Bods who bestow upon their special fa
vorites the boon of early death would
only be kind to her.
"Gocd-byo, Mr. Lansdell," she re
pented. "Let mo walk with you a little way.
Ah! if ym know how 1 havo traveled
(light and Iy; if you know how t havo
ianguifeue.1 lor this hour, and for tho
Bight of "
For the itht of what? Roland L M1IK
doll was looking down at tho pale face
of the doctor's wife as ho uttered that
v.:i iUHhvl ':::e:i . P.ut among all the
r.cwia : .a. c.er made thu story of a
woman's I.fe . wonderful, It could never
surely canto to pass that n deml-god
would' descend from tho ethora'l rogions
which wore his common habitation upon
Iter account, Mrs. Gilbert thought. She
weiititoino In the chill March twilight,
Uut not through the bleak and common
ntmosphere which other people breathed
that afternoon; Mr. Lansdell walked by
her side, aud. not encountering the sur
geon, went all tho way to G ray bridge,
nnd' only loft Mrs. Gilbert nt tho end of
( tho duty Innu in which tho doctor's red
' lamp already glimmered faintly in tho
duilc.
CII APTKR XVII.
Mr. Lansdell did not soem in a hurry
toimnka ny demonstration of his rotitrn
tolimlryi.llp did ; nor affect any po
oratey, it U true, but ho shut himself
a gootl deal lu his own rooms, and seldom
uoitt out except to walk In the direction
of ThnrnUui's onk. whither Mrs. Gilbert
jiUo Mllubltd iu tho chilly spring after
noon, mid where Mr. Lansdoll aud tho
doctor's wifo met each other very fro
yuontly, not quite by accident now; for,
at parting, Roland would say, with su
pmne eareIonnosa: "I suppose you will
li wnlkiilif this way to-morrow it is
the only walk worth taking hereabouts
end I'll brlntf you tho other volume."
Roland I.anwloll kept aloof from his
Kindred, but ho' was not suffered to go
his own way unmolested. Tho road to
perdition is not so smooth and (lower
bestrewn a path as wo are sometimes
taught tP believe, A merciful hand ofton
Mugs stumbling blocks nnd lilndorin
brambles in our way. it is our own
fault if wo insist upon clamboring over
tho rocky barriers, nnd scrambling
through tho briery bodges, in a miu
cagorness to reach tho goal. Koland had
startod on tho fatal ucscont, nun was
of course, going at that rapid rato with
which wo always travel down hill; but
tho road was not nil clear for him
Charles Raymond of Conventford was
among tho people who hoard accident.
.ally of the young man's return: and
about a week aftorr-ltoland's arrival tho
kindly philosopher presented himsolf nt
tho gates of tho Priory, nnd was fortu
auto enough to find hia kinsman nt homo,
la spite of Mr. LausdcU's dcalro to be
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E. BRADDOM
nt his ease, Micro
was somo restraint
ho greeted his old
iu his manner ns
friend.
I am very glnd to hoc you, Ray
mond," ho said. "I should have ridden
over to Conventford in n day or two.
I've come home, you hoc."
"Vos, and I'm very Horry to boo it.
This is a breach of good faith, Koland."
'Of what faith? With whom?"
'With me," answered Mr. Raymond,
gravely. "Vou promised mo tliat you
would go away."
I did; and I went away."
"And now you havo oomo bark again."
"Ves," replied Mr. Lansdell, folding
lis arms and looking full nt his kins
man, with nn ominous smile upon his
fnco "yes; the fact is a littlo too evident
for the bads of an argument. I have
come back."
Mr. Raymond was silent for n minute
or so. Tho younger man stood with his
bnck ngnlnst the angle of tho embayed
window, and he never took his eyes from
Ids friend's face. There was something
like defiance in the expression of his
fare, and even in his attitude.
"I hnd better go away, Roland," Mr.
Raymond said, looking at his kinsman
with a sad, reproachful gaze, and stretch
ing out his hand to take up the hat and
gloves he had thrown upon n chair near
him; "I can do no good hero."
One afternoon late In the month, when
the Mnrch winds wore bleaker and more
pitiless than usunl, Isabel wont neros
the meadows where the hedge rows were
putting forth timid little buds to bo nip
ped by the chill breezes, nnd where here
and there a violet made a tiny speck of
purple on the grassy bnnk. Mr. Lans
dell was standing on tho bridgo when
Isabel approached tho familiar trysting
place, and turned with a Hinilc to greet
her.
I nm going to tho city, Isabel," ho
said, after standing by Mrs. Gilbert for
some time, staring silently nt tho water;
I am going to-morrow morning."
"Going away!" cried tho doctor's wife,
piteously; "ah, I know you would go
away again, and I shall never see you
more!" Sho clasped her hands In her
sudden terror, and looked nt him with
a world of sorrow and reproach in her
pale face. "I knew that it would be so!"
she repented. "I dreamed the other night
that you had gone away, and I came
here, and, oh, it seemed such a dreadful
way to come, and I kept taking the
wrong turnings, and going through tho
wrong mendows; and when I came, there
was only some one some stranger who
told mo that you had gone, nnd would
never oomo back."
"Rut Isabel my love my darling"
the tender epithets did not startle her;
sho was so nbsorbed by tho fear of los
ing tho god of her Idolatry "I am only
going to town for a day or two to see my
lawyer to make arrangements arrange
ments of vital importance I should bo
a scoundrel if I neglected them, or in
curred the smallest hazard by delaying
them nn hour. You don't understand
these sort of things, Isabel; but trust
me, and beilovo that your welfare is
dearer to mo than my own. I must go
to town; but I shall only bo gone a day
or two two days at the most perhaps
only one. And when I oomo back, l stale,
1 shall have something that involves all
the happiness of my future life. Will
you meet me hero two days hence on
Wednesday at V, o'clock? You will,
won't you, Isabel? This shall bo the
ast time, Isabel tho last time I will
ask you to incur humiliation for mo.
Henceforward wo will hold our heads
high, my love; for at least there shall be
no falsehood in our lives."
Mrs. Gilbert stared at Roland Lans
dell in utter bewilderment. ' Sho was al
most stilled by mingled grief and indig
nation. "I did not think you were ashamed to
meet me hero sometimes," she sobbed
out; "you asked me to come. I did not
think that you were humiliated by talk
ing to me I
"Why, Izzie Isabel darling!" cried
Roland, "can you misunderstand mo so
utterly? Ashamed to meet you ashani
ect of your soeloty! I'nn you doubt what
would have happened had I come home
a year earlier than it was my ill-fortune
to come? Can you doubt for a moment
that I would havo chosen you for my
wife out of nil tho women in the uni
verse, and that my highest pride would
have been tho right to call you by that
dear name?"
Isabel Gilbert was not a woman of tho
world. A perfect happiness had come to
her tho happiness of being beloved by
the right object ot her Idolatry; nothing
could add to that perfection; tho cup
was full to tho very brim, filled with
an Inexhaustible draught of joy and do
light.
Mr. Lansdell stopped to shako hands
with Isabel when they ennio to tho gate
leading into the (.iraybrhlgo road.
"Good-bye," ho said, softly; "good-bye
until Wednesday, Isabel. Isabel what
n pretty name it is! You havo no other
Christian name?"
"Oh, no."
"Only Isabol Isabel Gilbert. Good
bye."
lib opened tho gnto, and stood watch
lng tho doctor's wifo as sho passed out
of tho meadow, and walked nt a rapid
pace toward the town. A man passed
along tho road as Mr. Lansdell stood
there, and looked nt him, as ho wont
by, nnd then turned and looked after
Isabel.
"Raymond is right, thon," thought Ro
laud; "they havo begun to sturo and
chatter already. My pfr darling, hence
forward it is my duty to protect you
from such nn thrsp."
Mrs. Gilbert went homo to her bus
hum!, nnd sat opposite to him nt dinner
ns usunl; but Roland's words, dimly as
sho had comprehended their moaning,
had In some inannc." Influenced her, for
she blushed when George asked her
where sho hnd been that cold afternoon.
"Ho will marry Gwendoline," Isabel
thought in a sudden ncress of despair;
"and that is what ho is going to tell mo
on Wednesday. Ho was different to-day
from what lie has been since lie camo
back to Mordred. And yet and yet "
And yet what? Isabel tried in vnin to
fathom the meaning of all Roland Lans
dell's Wild talk now earnestly grave
now suddenly reckless one moment full
of hopo, and tho next tinctured with dc
Rpair. Whnt wns this simplo young
novel reader to mnko of n innn of tho
world, who was eager to defy tho world,
nnd know exactly what n terrible world
it wns that lie was about to defy?
CIIAPTHR XVIII.
Mrs. Gilbert Htayed at homo nil
through the day which succeeded her
parting from Roland Lansdell. Sho stay
ed iu tho dingy pnrlor, anil read a little,
and played upon the piano n little, ami
sketched a few profile portraits of Mr.
Lnnmlcll, desperately inky and senti
mental, with Impossibly enormous eyes.
From tho window sho saw n lady In
a carriage driving slowly toward tho
g.'ito. Tho lady wns Gen. Ruysdalo's
daughter, who. having recognized Isabel
at the window, saluted her with a very
haughty inclination of the head, abandon
ed tho roins to her attendant, and alight
ed. Oh, what a dingy, shabby place that
Grnybridgo parlor was always! how
doubly nnd trebly dingy it seemed to
day by contrast with that gorgeous fig
ure of Gwendoline Pomplirey. Mrs. Gil
bert brought n chair for her visitor, and
asked In n tremulous voice if Gwendo
line would bo pleased to sit. Isabel felt
that somo calamity was coming down
upon her; nnd she stood pnlc and silent,
meekly waiting to receive her sentence.
"Pray sit down, Mrs. Gilbert," said
Gwendoline, "I wisli to havo a littlo
conversation with you. I am very glad
to have found you nt homo and nlono."
1 ho lndy spoke very kindly, but her
kindness hnd n stately coldness thnt
crept liko melting ice through Isabel's
veins, and chilled her to tho bone.
"I am older than you, Mrs. Gilbert,"
said Gwendoline, after a littlo pause,
and sho slightly winced as sho made tho
confession; "I nm older thnn you; and if
I speak to you In a manner that you
may have some right to resent as an im
pertinent interference with your affairs,
I trust that you will believe I nm influ
enced only by n sincero desiro for your
welfare."
Isabel's heart sank to a profounder
depth of terror than before when sho
heard this.
'I nm older than you, Mrs. Gilbert,"
repeated Gwendoline, "and I know my
cousin Roland Lnnsdoll much hotter
thnn you can possibly know him."
J he sound of the dear name, tho sa
cred name, which to Isabel's mind
should only havo been spoken in a hush
ed whisper, like a tender pianissimo pas
sago in music, shot homo to tho foolish
,'irl's heart. Her face Unshod crimson.
and sho clasped her hands together,
while tho tears welled slowly up to her
eyes.
"I know my cousin
better than you
the world better
There are somo
enn know him; I know
than you can know It.
women, Mrs. Gilbert,
who would con-
denm you unheard, and would consider
their lips sullied by any mention of your
name. There are many women in my
position who would hold themselves aloof
from you, content to let you go your
own way. lint I take leave to think for
myself in all matters. 1 have hoard Mr.
Raymond speak very kindly of you; I
cannot judgo you ns harshly as other peo
ple judge you.
"Oh, what, what can they think of
me.'" cried Isabel, trembling with n
vague fear, nn ignorant luar of somo
deadly peril utterly unknown to her,
yet close to her; "what harm havo I
done, that they should think ill of me?
What can they say of me? What can
they say?"
Her eyes were blinded by tears that
blotted Gwendoline's stern face from her
sight. She wns still so much a child that
she mad.' no effort to coneoal her terror
and confusion. Sho bared all tho foolish
secrets of ltor heart before those cruel
eyes.
"People say that you aro a triflimr
wife to a simple-henrted and trusting
husband. Do you imagine that you could
keep any socrot from Grnybridgo? Do
you think your actions or even your
thoughts could oscapo tho dull eyes of
these country people, who havo nothing
better to do than watch tho doings of
their in- ghborg .' demanded Gwendoline
bitterly.
Isabel had been crying all this time,
crying bitterly, with her head bent upon
her clasped bands; but to Gwendoline's
surprKe she lifted it now, and looked at
her licensor with some show of Indigna
tion, if not dolinnce.
(To bo continued.)
l'ui'lidps Jimtillalilc.
A man hopelessly lost in tho bush In
South Australia, after wandering
about for four days, cnino across tho
telegraph lino between Adolaldo and
Port Darwin. Ho hud not tho strength
to go farther, hut nmniigod to climb
a polo ami cut tho wire. Ho then
inudo himsolf as comfortable ns possi
ble and waited. Tito telegraph repair
ors wore sent along tho lino, and thoy
.ennio to tho wanderer Just in time to
save his lifo.
Homer I hear tliero was nn upris
ing of street-car patrons In your city.
Coineon Yes; they Insisted on gei
ting a chance to sit down.
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This remarlrablo woman, whoso
maiden name was Estes, was born in
Lynn, Mass., February 9th, 1319, cotn
iny from a good old Quaker family.
For some years sho taught school, and
becamo known as n woman of an alert
and investigating" mind, nn earnest
Becker after knowledge, and above
all, possessed of a wonderfully sympa
thetic nature.
In 1843 she married Isaac Pinkhara,
a builder and real estate operator, and
their early married life wna marked by
prosperity and happiness. They had
four children, three sons and a
daughter.
In those good old fashioned daj'S it
was common for mothers to make
their own homo medicines from roots
and herbs, nature's own remedies
calling in a physician only in specially
urgent cases. By tradition and ex
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derful knowledge of the curative prop
erties of the various roots nnd herbs.
Mrs. Pinkham took n great interest
in the study of roots and herbs, their
characteristics and power over disease.
She maintained that just as nature so
bountifully provides in tho harvest
fields and orchards vegetable foods of
all kinds; so, if wo but take tho p:iin3
to Hnd them, in the roots and herbs
of the field there aro remedies ex
pressly designed to cure the various
ills and weaknesses of tho body, and
it was her pleasure to search these out,
nnd prepare simple and effective medi
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Chief of these was a rare combina
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and herbs found best adapted for the
cure of the ills and weaknesses pecu
liar to the female sex, and LydiaE. l'ink
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that her compound rulieved and cured
and it becamo quite popular among
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All this so far was done freely, with
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But in 1873 tho financial crisis struck
Lynn. Its length and severity were too
much for the largo real estate interests
of tho Pinkham family, as this class
ot business suflered most from
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At this point Lydia K. Pinkhnm's
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Tho three sons nnrl flin Hniirrljlo-r
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