The Columbus journal. (Columbus, Neb.) 1874-1911, May 03, 1905, Image 3

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THE EBDOFJHE GRIP
HEAOHED APTEB EIGHT YEAES OP
COMPLICATED TROUBLES.
-Deafnra. HUnlng-Sotintls In Ilratl, Stomack
Uieordrr, I'alpitatiun of Heart and
Debility Orrrcnme at Laat.
Mr. Newman certainly had a very
tongh time with the grip, and it is no
"wonder that he thinks that the remedy
that cured him can't be beat. His case
shows how profoundly grip poisons the
system and how obstinately it resists all
ordinary efforts to eradicate it.
Few cases cm bo worse than Mr. New
man's for ho had head, heart and stom
ach troubles combined with great weak
ness. He recently said :
" The attack of'grip which I had eight
years ago left me in a very bad fix. I
became nearly deaf and my head ached
continually and was filled with hissing
ami roaring sounds. My heart fluttered
and had regular ruuning-away spells.
My stomach was so sore that I could
hardly bear a touch on that part of my
body. I had a great deal of pain in the
region of my liver and the doctor said
that organ was enlarged. My kidneys
ached so at times that I could hardly
stand."
" Didn't you give up and go to bed?"
he was asked.
"No, I simply wouldn't. My head
and my back ached dreadfully, but I
obstinately dragged iiiyxdf nlwut, kept
growing wor. and finally ran down to
almost nothing."
" What did you do to get relief?"
" First I tried a doctor, but he did mo
no good. Then I took all kinds of ad
vert i.-ed preparation but nothingproved
helpful until I began lousy Dr. Williams'
1'ink Pills-. As .soon as I got tlium I
knew that I had at List hit tho right
remedy for my cae. Tho very first box
did more for mo than anything ebo I
had ever taken. They gavo mo relief
right away and in three months they
IxjMtively cured me. I think I was
scarcely ever in better health in my life
than I am at present." .
Mi;. William A. Newman is a well
known Camden county farmer, living at
Hagrada. Missouri. His caso w:is a sc
reio test for any remedy, but Dr. Wil
liams' Pink Pills met every requirement.
Other remedies merely drive the poison
of the grip into hiding, but Dr. Williams'
Pink Pills drive it out of the system.
They arc bold by every dmrjgist.
Wear Symbols of Prowess.
The Iiorans, inhabitants of South
ern Aby.-siuia, wear heavy bracelets
of metal and ivory, each of which
represents some dnugerous animal or
man killed bv tho wearer.
Indian Head. N. W. T
Jan. COtli. 1904.
Immigration Branch. Department of
the Interior, Ottawa, Canada:
Am sending you the return of two
fields of wheat grown on my home
farm yast year. These returns are
perfectly accurate, and not over-estimated.
I summer-fallow about one-third of
my farm every year, and afterward
take off two crops and summer-fallow
again. The summer-fallow is ploughed
twice during the summer, first shal
low, afterwards deep and no weed al
lowed to grow. The stubble is left
as long as possible when cutting the
first crop, and is burned the following
spring, drilled directly afterwards, and
harrowed after drilling. This gives
much better result than fall-ploughing.
Field No. 1. Quarter-section fal
lowed IflO:!. yield 37 bushels per acre.
This wheat is netting at present time
SSc per bushel.
For "S7 bushels, per acre
Per acre.
Cost of summer-fallowing
in IPO.". $4.20
Seed wheat and seeding. l.Hrt
harvesting Co
Threshing (owner's ma
chine). 2c per buh... .74
Hauling to elevators at
2c per bush 74
$32.5G
57.C3
Profit after allowing expenses,
nor acre $24.93
Field No. 2. Stubble field. SO acres.
Have sold the wheat at SSc per bushel.
Yield per acre 23 bushels, per
Cost: Per acre.
Seed wheat and seeding.$l.F0
Cutting, stacking 03
Threshing (owner's ma
chine). 2c per bush .50
Hauling to elevator, 2c
per bush 50
$3.15
Profit after expense.
$1S.S5
Profit from one plowing I43.7S
I am sending you the yield of these
two fields which are both in my home
farm. I thought they might be inter
esting reading for you. Had 19.500
bushels of wheat on my different
farms, and between 5,000 and 6,000 of
oats and barley.
I remain.
Yours very truly.
(Sgd) Alfred Wilson.
Agents of the Government of Cana
da will be pleased to furnish full in
formation as to rates.
Racing in Abyssinia.
The first racing meeting ever held
in Abyssinia came off at Adis Abeba
recently. The chief event was won
'by one of Emperor Menelik's horses.
Every housekeeper should know
that if they will buy Defmace Cold
Water Starch for laundry use they
will save not only time, because it
never sticks to the iron, but because
each package contains 16 oz. one full
pound while all other Cold Water
Starches are put up in "i -pound pack
ages, and the price is the same. 10
rents. Then asain because Defiance
Starch is free from all injurious chem
icals. If your grocer tries to sell you
a 12-oz. package it is because he has
a stock on hand which he wishes to
dispose of before he puts in Defiance
He knows that Defiance Starch has
printed on every package in large let
ters and figures "16 ozs." Demand De
fiance and save much time and money
and the annoyance of the iron stick
ing. Defiance never sticks.
The wise man shapes himself ac
cording to his environment, as water
to the shape of the vessel into which
it is noured.
Dealers say that as soon as a cus
tomer tries Defiance Starch it is im
possible to sell them any other cold
water starch. It can be used cold or
boiled.
Worldly joy is a sunflower, which
shuts when the gleam of prosperity
is over; spiritual joy is an evergreen,
an unfading plant Racine.
Storekeepers report that the extra
quantitv. together with the superior
qualitv of Defiance Starch makes It
next to impossible to sell any other
brand.
Take care of your pennies while
young and give some chap a chance
to bunko you out of your dollars when
you get old. Chicago News.
If you don't pet the biggest and best
it's your own fan' Delance Starch Is
for sala every N ' there Is posi
tively nothing ' -Uty ox
tjantity.
A
IWistress Rosemary Allyrt
By MILLICENT E. MANN
Copyright. 18M. by
CHAPTER XX Continued.
" 'Cease at once.' I commanded.
'Would you add insult to injury?
What is your love to me?' 'Have a
care, Rosemary, he cried. 'Do not
drive a man to extremes. Quentin
Waters has bewitched you with his
dark foreign face and he had grace,
I will acknowledge; but am I alto
gether without charm?' 'Leave, Oh,
leave me,' I begged. T am wearied
with you all.' 'I will molest you no
more, if you will but promise to think
of me,' he pleaded. 'Oh, Rosemary,
listen to my love.' He stretched out
his arms to draw me to his breast.
'I will intercede with Lord Felton:
you shall not leave town if you care
to stay only love me a little.'
"You listened,' I cried; 'I am find
ing out some of the characteristics of
my cousin to-night I hate you and
if Quentin Waters is dead, I shall be
his bride in heaven. 'So you said be
fore to-night.' he retorted. I saw that
he was holding his temper in check.
'You liked me well enough before this
upstart came to town you shall like
nay, more than like me again when
time shall have healed the wou .d.
Adieu, my coz; I hope you will find
your sojourn in France to your taste.
'Fairly well, if I do not see the face of
my Cousin Itaoul Dwight.' I returned.
'That you will have to put up with to
some extent, he observed, 'since Lord
Felton has asked me to attend him.
I had no words to say to this, and 1
motioned him from my presence.
" T have almost finished.' at this
point the lady said, and her voice
broke like a harp that had but one
string. 'Here is the locket and the
paper is inside of it Tell Mister
Waters, if you find him alive, what I
have told you, since it is impossible
for me to meet him. If dead, place it
uiKtii his breast and whisper to him
that it has Iain uon my heart all the
time.
"She had ended and there were
tears m her eyes as she nave tliP
locket into my broad palm. Then she
lelt me, nor would she let me see her
home, saying that her maid awaited
her at the corner. I took the precau
tion to follow her, however, and saw
that she reached her home safely."
Gil had finished, and I saw that he
was well satisfied with himself that
he had done his task so well. He
handed me the locket, I took it me
chanically. My proud lady had done
penance, indeed, in confessing all this
to Gil, so that it should be repeated to
me. I looked at the bare back, where
the mirror had been that could soon
be fixed and then Rosemary should
wear it among the frills of her gown
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Leave, oh, leave me I begged. 'I am weary with you all.
whenever- she chose. While idly fing
ering it, I pressed the spring, which
was uninjured. The thin gold flew
out and instinctively my hand opened
to catch the paper as it fell. It
clutched emptiness. Then I turned
the locket this way and that, up and
down, while I looked for what was not
'here.
CHAPTER XXI.
We Leave London, Beset by the
Plague.
"And you say you stitched the
locket in your jerkin pocket," I re
peated in a weak voice.
Gil replied, as he had many times
before:
"Yes. and I never took off the jerkin
either night r day, until I saw you."
His deep voice trembled in his de
sire to render its tones soft, and he
spoke as a person would humoring
one who had passed through the
shadow of death.
We had been going over the same
thing again and again, for I made him
repeat, not once, but many times,
what Lady Felton had said to him
when she delivered the locket into
his hands, hoping thereby to find a
clue to the missing paper. And each
day after talking, for very weakness,
I would fall asleep
Tn thP Inn- hours of mv delirium, so
Gil told me. I talked and raved of
nothing but Rosemary and the lost
locket Oft I started up after lying
with wide open sightless eyes crying
out: "She is innocent, I swear to
God, she is innocent; look at her
face; could deceit dwell there?"
Again I was before the King crying
out: "She is innocent, your Majesty,
I swear it Imprison me, but let one
so sweet go."
So time dragged on until at last I
regained consciousness, only to repeat
when asleep from sheer weakness,
'She is innoent innocent."
How wearying it was to him. poor
Gil! those long hours in which I
raved, for he blamed himself greatly
that he had not waited until I was
stronger before he had told me about
the locket or given it to me, and also
restrained himself when speaking of
Lady Felton. I forgave him that in
deed I never referred to it, his hu
mility was so sincere. I knew him
well enough to know that he meant
nothing, his bark was ever worse than
his bite, witness what he did for
"pretty Alice Lynson" and her daft
mate. He sent them on to Bristol es
corted by Torraine and Pat, when he
had need of them both. He also
paid their passage in a "essel soon to
sail for the States, and heartened
their trip with a well-filled purse.
"The house on Bow Street is closed,
you say, Gil?" I asked, "and also Lady
Folton's. Ton are sure the servants
left In charge know nothing of their
whereabouts?"
"As sure as I am that my mother's
bones lie
in St Swithin's church
LUCAS - HXCOLX CO.
yard." he said grimly. "My lord," he
added after a pause, "do you thins you
will be able to travel by the end of
the week, so we can go to Lone
Haut?"
"There is no need to (hasten now,
Gil," I replied. "Lord Waters has
been laid been laid to rest a week
agone at least I did not see his face.
calm, I hope, in death; after his life's
restless wave of turbulency may he
sleep well. Ah! me! my errand into
London as far as my father's message
is concerned was of little avail. Lady
Dwight has left town; God knows
when I shall see her again!"
"Since she has waited so many
years, a longer wait will not matter,"
said he with the patience of an older
man.
"It matters much for my peace of
mind," I returned. "If she should
die and she is not a young woman
without my father's message let me
not think of it," I cried petulantly.
"To the dead all things are known,
they say," he said.
"I lingered too long over my own
affairs." I continued. "My punishment
is this: My lady mourns me dead,
and I know not where she bides."
"You should thank God fasting that
she is out of this pest-ridden place,"
Gil jerked out, seeing me so down in
the mouth.
"What do you mean?" I quickly
asked
"The plague!" he replied
"Ah! that is the reason for this
exodus from town at the height of the
season," I said.
"Forty more to-day, they tell me,"
he said carelessly. "St. Olaves'
church yard begins to be full and they
are dumping the bodies into the town
ditch. But what is more to us, the
fools think you have it and I cannot
get one of them to come nigh the
place."
"Is Mistress Nell Gwyn still in
; town?" I asked. "I must see her
before we leave and find out what she
knows regarding Lady Felton."
"Xn" he replied, "she has gone to
Richmond. And she knows little. I
sent Torraine while you were yet un
conscious to ask her where Lady Fel
ton had gone. He found her on the
eve of flitting. She told him that she
had seen Lady Felton, and that, al
though tearful at her enforced de
parture and fearful of your fate, she
yet held herself brave and ready for
anything. She herself did not know
where her father's destination was,
but thought it might be France per
haps a convent there, if she was not
complaisant concerning the marriage
with her Cousin Raoul Dwight"
"God's blood!"
I cried; "then
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nance 1 Will go.
"As you will," he replied patiently
"But why not on the war stop at
Long Haut?" Nostalgia was upon Gil
and, I will confess it, upon me also
Long Haut, where the fall flowers
would bo bending their heads before
the strong breezes from the sea,
where the Manor House covered with
ivy would look like a picture.
"Yes. I replied, "I would visit the
chapel at home and rest my eyes upon
the suot where my father lies."
It took us no longer to leave Lon
don than it had Long Haut. But this
time instead of the quick men, one
was worn with vigils, and the other
sick, whom all shunned for fear the
plague had laid her clammy fingers
on him.
We skirted the town, especially the
plague-stricken spots in it. We heard
the crier cry, "Bring out your dead,"
a gruesome sound. But more grue
some was the sight of his cart piled
high with corpses on the way to dump
them into St. Olave's church yard.
Let us hasten out or that city of
fearsome sights; grim with its hor
rors, putrid with its smells and hasten
to the clean, pure atmosphere of Long
Haut.
The only thing that enlivened us
on the Journey were the remarks unnn
me open country made by that cock
ney. Pat the linkman, who had never
been outside of London.
We reached Long Haut in the even
ing. The sun setting in brilliancy
where were sunsets more brilliant
than in that south country? threw
its light upon the windows of the
huts, and the village looked aflame.
How pleasantly the smells of the sea
came to our nostrils, after the close
breath of the town' How good its
earthy smell! How good the smell of
the hay in the fields!
We reached the hall and passed into
the kitchen. Before the fire, crooning
oer it, sat old Nance, the same as
ever, with perhaps a few more wrink
les added. She did not even start
upon seeing us.
"I was but now dreaming you were
here, dear lord," she said as" she hob
bled toward me.
I took her withered shape In my
arms and gave her a sounding kiss
upon her brown cheeks.
"Tis half killed they have von in
that pesky hole." she muttered. "Sit
ye down while I see to your bed and
give you something decent to eat,"
and she mothered me like I were a
babe. I laughed for Joy at being
home again.
CHAPTER XXII.
"Pray, How Comes Love?"
I was up early the next morning.
Ah! as Gil said, there was nothing
like this air fresh from the sea to put
new life into one. At once I was
strengthened. My blood ran quicker
through my veins. All lassitude fell
from me, and I longed to do out
rageous things, even as a boy escaped
from restraint might
I left Gil snoring in his bed, sleep
ing the sleep a man feels he is en
titled to after having spent days and
nights of vigil with an exacting pa
tient, now that he has brought him
safe home.
I did justice to the bowl of porridge
and home-brewed ale Nance set be
"ore me, and ir spite of her protests
that I was not strong enough went to
the chapel. I looked about me. How
still it was in that house of prayer
and how familiar, save my father's
seat draped in black and that newly
carved stone resting upon all that re
mained of him whose name I bore.
Candles burned upon the altar, while
through the stained memorial win
dow the light softly fell. I thought of
the dead resting beneath those flag
stones life has so much to give to
some, so little to others how would
it be with me? I account every man
responsible for what his life Is
whether he make or mar it. But
mostly I thought of the newly buried,
and while I said a prayer for the
peace of his soul, I vowed that never
should my feet rest until I had found
Lady Dwight and delivered my fath
er's message. After that was done,
I should seek the lady of my heart,
and by all the laws of nature she
should be mine, though all the world
should say me nay.
I went down the bridle path and
took the short cut through the woods,
which led past Castle Drout Castle
Drout that in the distance and the
gray mist of the early morn looked
like a fairy's house.
(To be continued.)
Extraordinary Debtors' Law.
The French debtors law is, indeed,
extraordinary, and the following case
deserves to stand as a record, says
the London Chronicle.
M. Rembert-Favre, a small farmer
living at St. Romain-de-Benet, owed
the sum of 90 francs, and, being sued
for the debt, was sentenced to pay
the money with costs, making in all
100 francs. M. Rembert-Favre, who
did not understand much about legal
i. matters, either could not or would
not pay the money at once, and
thought that his creditor would wait
until after the harvest, but the order
of the Court was peremptory, and it
was decided to distrain. The bailiff
instead of seizing the furnitui", which
would have been ample for the pur
pose, seized the debtor's farm of ahout
lo.OOOf. ($::,000). The bailiff's last
bill amounted to SOf. C0c, within a
few francs of the original debt. All
tnis was done legally, in the presence
of the public prosecutor, and the
luckless M. Rembert-Favre is now
ruined for a debt of 90 francs.
Old Time Fishing.
Tears ago the writer was invited
to accompany two or three friends to
fish for pickerel at night in a rather
shallow millpond, located in a Mas
sachusetts town. A flat-bottomed boat
was used, and an iron rod about four
feet long was attached to the bow
of the beat in a perpendicular posi
tion. On the upper end of the rod was
placed an iron receptacle containing
a fire. "Pitch pine knots" were used,
which burn for a long time and sup
ply a sufficient amount of light to en
able the man at the bow of the boat
to see the bottom of the pond. A
spear with four or five barbed prongs
was used, the boat being gently pro
pelled by one of the part-. The man
at the how with spear in readiness
kept a sharp lookout. When a pick
erel was seen a quick thrust was made
with the spear. The man had prac
tically a sure thing of it, the pickerel
having little chance to escape from
the unsportsmanlike procedure. I A.
Spencer in Recreation.
Considerate Barry.
Little Barry, aged 6, and Mr. Russe,
of much maturer years, had been
great chums; so, when the latter died,
Barry's parents decided to keep him
in ignorance of his loss.
A few days after the funeral, how
ever, Barry's parents took him along
to pay a visit to the bereaved widow,
but before entering the house the
youngster was admonished to refrain
from mentioning "Bud's" name for
such was Barry's nickname for his
friend.
Shortly after the formal greetings
had been exchanged the tearful widow
produced a tintype of her late lament
ed husband; then, affectionately em
bracing the lad and pointing to Bud's
picture, she asked: "Who is that. Bar
ry9" to which the obedient child, in
a sympathetic whisper, replied, "I'll
tell you to-morrow."
Ticket for a Cow.
While I was station agent on the
New York, New Haven & Hartford
railroad, a few years ago, a Portu
geese and companion came to the
ticket window one day, and the
spokesman, Antone Rose by name,
called for a "teeket to Fall Reev."
I sold him the required "teeket"
but he still seemed to have something
bothering him, and shortly came to
the window again, and said something
which sounded like "two." Thinking
his friend wanted to go to "all
Reev," I naturally thought he wanted
the second "teeket," and forthwith
sold him one.
It transpired he had an able-bodied
cow outside awaiting shipment to
Fall River, and what he really said
was "coo," instead of "two." I had
sold him a ticket for the transpor
tation of a cow. Boston Herald.
As He Understood It.
"During the taking of a religious
census of the District of Columbia
the past winter," relates a representa
tive from Tennessee, "a couple of
young ladies who were engaged in the
work stopped at my home on Capitol
Kill, and when the bell rang it was
answered by the negro boy I brought
from Tennessee with me. The ladies
asked him:
" 'Will you please tell me who lives
here?'
"'Yessum; Mistah Johnsing,' was
the answer.
"Ts he a Christian?'
"'No, ma'am. He's er Congress
man from Tennersee.' "
Two Mottoes.
John Kendrick Bangs was Invited
to dine at the New York Yacht club,
and of the event the Sun tells this'
story. The medallion and motto of the
Yale club just across the street at
tracted Mr. Bangs attention.
"That's very nice," he said. "That
gives an air to that building that at
tracts me. Lux et Veritas. Why don't
you yacht club chaps pat a motto on
your own door?"
"Possibly because we don't happen
to have one," answered the host
"Nonsense; said Mr. Bangs. "If
the Yale club can use Lnx et Veritas,
tfhy can't yon fellows use Ducks et
demltasse? It's quite as appropriate."
Mistress Rosemary Allyn
By MILLICENT E. MANi
Copyright. 1901. by
CHAPTER XXII. Continued.
I sat down on the boulder outside
of the postern gate. How long ago it
seemed though in reality not so
many weeks since I had sat in that
same place, and unconsciously I as
sumed the same attitude of that other
time when I had watched and waited
even as a Silvius for his Phoebe.
Here Nell Gwyn, in all a serving
maid's masqueradery, had purposely
surprised me. Had I then seen her
as I did later up the stage doing her
inimitable mimicry I had not been so
taken in, for once seen she was never
to be mistaken for anyone else.
I called to mind another and a pret
tier picture sweet Rosemary in her
farthingales! Rosemary (had ever
name so pleasant a sound?) as she
appeared when I killed her falcon.
Some day she should have another
like unto it, I thought fondly, and my
lips curved as I recalled how she
had flouted me. The rose in her hair
had paled in beauty beside her, its
cream tint not so delicate as the skin
which it caressed.
I heard a little quivering sigh or sob.
It was so like that other day of which
I was thinking that I started up.
There in the pathway she stood; out
of the mist she grew, until from a
wraith in pale cerem?r.ts she came
to be Rosemary of flesh and blood.
Rosemary with eager eyes dilated and
hands fluttering toward me.
"You!" she whispered. "They told
me you were dead."
"Quick enough, love," I cried, as I
took her trembling hands in mine and
drew her to my breast. For a mo
ment she lay there.
"I felt you were alive." she cried
joyfully. "Would earth be so sweet if
you were dead? Oh, no! I told my
self so again and again, while I yet
eluded myself for being gay when
they assured me that you were no
more!"
I would have taken her again to
my heart, but she held me off.
"You are pale and thin you have
been ill?" she asked.
"A fever from the blow I received
on the head after I left you the night
of the London fog," I explained. "I
am well now."
"111!" she repeated, "ill! and they
would have wedded me to Cousin
Raoul even Aunt Elaine forsook me.
Oh, it has been a hateful time!
Dreading the worst for you spirited
away, at first I knew not where shut
up in yonder house subject to sur
veillance most of the time I came
near to hating them all! What is
that?" she added in a whisper. "Come
back in here among these bushes. If
"You!" she whispered. "They told me you were dead!"
they find you here, I doubt not but
they'll kill you."
"Rosemary, be not afraid for me," I
said.
"I would not, indeed; I would match
you against them all," she said with a
proud toss of her head. Then, noting
my pale face, "if you were yourself."
To satisfy her I drew back in
among the bushes, while she walked
a short way off and listened. Hear
ing nothing, she came back.
"But you have not told me hew it
happenHl?" she said.
"I know very little myself," i re
plied. "I was found unconscious out
side of Dream House the night after
I left you."
"Some rascallion about town, bent
on robbery?" she suggested.
"I think not." I said, "for I was
robbed of nothing. I remember pass
ing the pillars at the entrance. I be
lieve on them are carved the armonial
bearings of the Dwight's and its
motto, 'I strike hard,' " I added dryly.
"I had been followed the blow was
intended for me there is no doubt of
that."
"You did not recognize anyone?"
she queried.
"No," I replied. "The men were
masked; I saw so much from the light
of a torch which was swung before
my eyes, and it blinded me so I could
not grasp my sword ere the blow fell."
"Oh. no!" she cried. Her tone was
pleading. "It could not be?"
"What distresses you, dear?" I
asked.
"No. I will not think of it." she said
proudly. "One could not be so cow
ardly." ."You suspect someone?" I inquired.
"Do not ask me, sir." she answered.
"We Feltons are not loath to stand up
before one we deem our enemy but
we could not strike a blow in the
dark."
"No doubt of that, love," I said to
still her suspicions, which, while she
yet silenced, cut her to the heart;
"witness how a slender youth stood
before my long arm and rapier, and
made me do penance for the killing
of a falcon."
"Yes," she cried, throwing off her
depression; "and to think you did not
recognize me. I trembled in my
boots for fear you might The next
time when Nell and I were at the
White Swan and passed you, we were
on our guard, for from the window wo
had seen you enter the court yard.
Immediately I gave the order for our
coach to be gotten ready, although'we
had intended to rest there most oi the
day. How we chuckled when you let
us go, for in my pocket snug and safe
lay the little paper you had won in sq
disgraceful a manner fie, sir, how
could you?" She shook her finjer at
me,. and before I could reply in a man
ner that permitted of no words, she
added: "I thought, we shall see
whether Mister Quentin Waters gets
so mnch enjoyment out of that piece
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of paper as he expects to in I adon
town. I will acknowledge, sir, that I
did not love you then."
"And I loved you from the 2rst mo
ment my eyes lighted upon you," I
said, reproachfully.
"And I, sir, I know not when," she
said. "There is an old verse, old but
true; I have oft heard It I will re
peat it for you:
"Pray how comes love?
Love comes unsought, unsent.
Pray how goes love?
That was not love that went."
"Now it is proverbially known that
we Feltons are good haters, still this
is the time when the exception proves
the rule. I began by being angry
with you about the falcon, and when
I found the paper on the floor oh, I
assure you I was wild! I decided to
punish you by not letting you know
who I really was. The fops of Lon
don thought It a good joke and en
tered into the sport with a zest, even
Nell lent a hand.
"It might have had a sad ending
had I killed Raoul Dwight in that duel
which we were to fight." I said.
"Ah! I believe in the luck of the
Feltons," she laughed.
"Nevertheless. I thank God, provi
dence, or the King, that it never came
to pass," I said heartily.
"I think you have to thank my fath
er for that," she returned dryly; "he
it was who induced the King to forget
his promise and have you impris
oned." Then she added tenderly: "I
shall have to make amends to you,
Quentin" my name fell softly from
her lips "all my life, if you please."
"Ah, Rosemary!" I cried, "your
name fits you like the petals of the
rose its golden center."
I drew her to me and kissed her
blushing face. For awhile we stood
hand in hand absorbed in each other.
Then I bethought me of Gil and his
chagrin over the missing paper; also
the vow I had made at my father's
grave.
CHAPTER XXIII.
"It Was the Night Lord Waters
Left Me."
"Rosemary, tell me about the
locket," said I.
"Ah there! it came near to being
your undoing a woman's vanity," she
sighed, yet looked archly at me as
though demanding that I contradict
her.
"Was the paper in it when you gave
it to Gil?" I asked.
"Did I tell Gil so when I gave it to
him?" she replied.
"It is lost, I said, "and Gil asserts
that the locket never left his person
until he placed it in my hands and
there was none in it then."
"What matters it?" she asked light
ly. " 'Twas naught but an old bit of
paper."
"It was valuable to me," I said.
"You would keep it?" she asked
jealously.
"Indeed I would, if I could but find
it," I answered.
"Do you know who wrote it?" she
questioned.
"No." I replied. "My father gave
it to me to find out, it possible, the
writer it is strange where it could
have disappeared to."
"I am sure I could not have lost it,"
she affirmed. "I slept with it at
tached to a slender chain about my
neck."
"You are sure you never laid It
down?" I still persistently inquired.
"Yes, sure," she began, and then
stopped. "Once, now I remember,
while at my bath it lay for a few mo
ments on my dressing table' she
added.
"Could anyone have entered your
room then?" I asked.
"No one but my maid or Aunt
Elaine," she admitted.
"Then rest assured that one or the
other of them have it," I returned.
"What would either of them want
with that old love letter?" she said;
"besides I heard no one at the time "
"You say that Lady Dwight is with
you? I said. "I must see her at once
I have a message from the dead
which admits of no delay I have also
to claim Kaoul Dwight as a brother
"Brother!" she exclaimed.
"Yes," I nodded. "Let us hasten to
the Castle too long has this news
been on the way-there you shull
learn all."
"It is dangerous," she returned
"for if the men see you they would
set upon you and" she shuddered
"I shall try to hold my own. I grim
ly said; "but against Raoul Dwiht
I will never lift hand nor sword I
would be no second Cain."
"Ah, you would not, but would not
ne? she asked. "He hates you'"
"Yes," I sighed, "we were ever bit
ing and snarling. I WOuld I had known
sooner that he was my brother. I
long to take his hand in good fellow
ship." "With him love and hate war equal
ly, as good and evil do, but then, you
must remprnhni- t u?i. . .
me, she whispered.
"I would he did not-I would he
did not," I said. "Tnen It wouW be
comparatively easy sailing. He would
understand when he knew all But
how can he help it?" I looked it her
with all a lover's fondness. I deemed
the world might envy me and "with
cause.
She laughed deliciously at mv look
lifted her high (I was not such a
weakling but I could do that) and
kissed hr lingeringly on her month.
"Come let us to Ladv Dwieb " I
! said soberly, when I bad pat hqr
down.
She led the way through a disused
kitchen and I followed. We met no
one. The few servants were busy in
the rear. We could hear them talk
ing as we mounted the staircase. l We
had hardly reached the landing when
Rosemary cried:
"Quick, in here."
She opened the door of a large
room and we passed hurriedly in.
Then I heard the sound of a man's
heavy tread. She pushed me behind
a hanging arras and stepped beside
me, pulling the curtains together. I
could almost hear her heart beat
"I say you do wrong." said a high
voice. It was Lady Dwight who was
speaking. "I care not if he is my
son you shall not force her into a
distasteful marriage I shall not con
sent to it"
"Wrong! not at all. Madame." the
strenuous voice of Lord Felton re?
plied. "You should be pleased she
will bring to your empty coffers much
gold."
His tone was ironical in tho ex
treme. "Gold gold is not all In this world,
let me tell you, my Lord Felton,"
she said. "Moreover, it is outrageous
to keep us here in this ruinous old
place. The damp is like to kill us V
felt a twinge of rheumatism yester
day."
"I am sorry, Madame," he said po
litely. "Why need you stay? The
door is open."
(To be continued.)
His Thin Sandwich.
"Tim" Callahan was an old time
race track follower and frequenter
of horse sales. Ho was In Madison
Square garden when ex-Fire Commis
sioner Scannell bought The Abbot for
$2t,500. and the price staggered Cal
lahan so that he borrowed a dollar
and wandered into the restaurant to
revive himself.
He ordered a chicken sandwich,
and. when the carver put in a slice of
chicken as thin as tissue paper, threw
him the dollar bill, receiving sixty
cents in change. "Tim" looked at the
chicken sandwich, then at the change,
and finally put fifty cents on the coun
ter and the remaining dime in his
pocket.
"Here! You've paid for your sand
wich. I don't want this," said tho
carver.
"Well, I'll bet you," said "Tim," sol
emnly. "Bet me! Bet me what?" Inquired
the carver.
"I'll bet you the fifty cents that
that chicken brings as much as The
Abbott," said Callahan. New York
Sun.
Senile Conceit
James B. Hammond of New York,
the noted typewriter inventor, was de
scribing a conceited man.
"He is as conceited," Mr. Hammond
said, "as an old fellow who lived in
Germany while I was a student at the
University of Halle.
"This old fellow sat one night In
conversation with a group of men,
and the talk turned to greatness.
"Numerous instances were men
tioned in proof of the fact that the
great die young. Finally It was
agreed that there was more truth in
this claim than there is in most prov
erbs. " 'Yes.' said the leading spirit of the
party, 'it ought to be a proverb, for it
is true. The great die young. There
is no doubt of it. The great, alas, die
young.'
"The old man, who had sat silent
and impatient for a long time, now
spoke up:
"'If I'm not dead already. Is it my
fault?' he said."
Bright Doggie.
M. M. Williams, of this place, has
a very fine thoroughbred Fields water
spaniel (imported) that is truly a
wonder in his way. says the Titus
ville (Fla.) Star. He can do almost
anything except talk, and is able to
find a lost article on being sent for
it by his acute sense of smell. An il
lustration was given a member of the
Star staff, who witnessed an exhibi
tion of his acuteness in this direction
recently. Mr. Williams took from h's
vest pocket a good sized roll of bills,
and, going away from his dog a dis
tance of 1:10 yards, hid his money
and returned. Upon being told to
bring it hack, the spaniel went
straight and returned immediately to
his master with the lost greenbacks
intact, not a single bill missing. This
fine specimen of canine intelligence
recently recovered a very valuable
and highly prized gold hunting case
watch for Isaac Jenkins, a very heavy
grain buyer of Jacksonville.
Farming in the White House.
Mrs. Jackson died just before the
general's first administration, and dur
ing the eight years that he was at the
White House he practically managed
the plantation himself from Washing
ton, says Oliver Bronson Capen In
Country Life in America. As a farm
er Andrew Jackson was more success
ful than George Washington, and as a
breeder of hor?es he was more suc
cessful than Henry Clay. And yet, so
great wer his achievements in pur
suits as far removed from the pastoral
as the polc. that popular tradition
does not reel-on with on of the most
important -;'!es of his character.
Lawyer, pol;:ician, judge, statesman,
soldier! closer to his heart than all
these were a country home and a
farm.
No Veto Power in England.
The king 1 is really no power as Is
commonly s' rposed to veto a bill
which was passed through both
houses of t '.rliament He can only
exercise tlr privilege on the advice
of hft mini " rs, in which case it Is
not a mere1 prrsonal act. As a mat
ter of fact, Vr royal assent to a bill
is given a a matter of course, and
has never '"n refused since Queen
Anne put ' r royal foot down on a
Scotch mil 'ia bill nearly two cen
turies ago. i-'o really powerless is the
sovereign in 'h's matter that the au
thor of "Th Knglish Constitution,"
writng of Qurf-n Victoria, said: "She
must sign Iit own death warraot if
the two housf unanimously send it
np to her." Philadelphia Ledger.
Senator Hoar's Granddaughter.
While visiting out In the New
tons a few years ago. Senator Hoar
told the story of his little grand
daughter. Her older brother was to
give a show ns he called it), and. In
addition, th patrons were to receive
a light luncf1 The little girl was to
advertise tl show throughout the
own, and in the meanwhile the tick
ets were to e printed by hT brother.
In her c lildish earnestness she
stopped at 'he minister's house first,
and asked 'he minister's wife if she
would like to help the show along.
The child said, "I know the show will
be lovely; you ought to see how big
the tickefe are."
A VOICE FROM THE PULPIT.
Rev. Jacob D. Van Doren, of 57
Sixth street. Fond Du Lac. Wis.. Pres
byterian clergyman, says: "I had at
tacks of kidney disor
ders which kept me ia
the house for days, at
a time, unable to do
anything. What I suf
fered can hardly b
told. Complications
set in. the particulars
of which I wiU ha
pleased to give is a
personal interview to
any one who requires
information. This I
can conscientiously
say, Doan's Kidney
Pills caused a general
improvement in my
health. They brought great relief by
lessening the pain and correcting tho
action of the kidney secretions."
Doan's Kidney Pills for sale by all
dealers. Price. 50 cents. Foster-MU-burn
Co., Buffalo. N. Y.
Liberty and Education.
When Texas revolted from Mexico
Its declaration of independence con
tained the following: "It (Mexico)
has failed to establish any public sys
tem of education, although possessed
of almost unlimited resources (tho
public domain), and although it is an
axiom in political science that un
less a people are educated and en
lightened it is idle to expect tho con
tinuance of civil liberty or the capa
city for self-government."
First Uses of Perfumery.
The use of perfumery among tho
nations of antiquity was iu the na
ture of respect and delicate homage.
It had sacred attributes and was &
"confection, after the art of the
apothecary, tempered together, puro
and holy." Later, perfumery becamo
associated with luxurious indolenco
and sensuous relaxations. Its con
tinued use to the present time is a
survival of tho latest impulses.
The Happy Child.
Thero is nothing like light-heartcd-ness
to make a child a favorite. No
one likes the cross, ill-tempered boy
or girl. A ragged, barefoot boy sell
ing papers on the street will often
attract one just because he Is so jolly,
so happy, although it might seem aa
though he had much to grumblu
about Do not encourage tears and
bad temper, but rather smiles and
pleasant words.
A Great Discovery.
Clayton, Tex., May 1st (Special)
That a genuine cure for Diabetes
has been discovered is the opinion of
Mr. J. H. Bailey of this place. Speak
ing of the matter, Mr. Bailey says:
"I believe Dodd'a Kidney Pills is
the beat remedy for Diabetes and the
only one that" has ever been discover
ed that will cure Diabetes.
"I have s genuine case of Diabetes.
I have taken seven boxes of Dodd's
Kidney Pills and am still taking then.
They have helped me so much that I
am now up and able to work some. I
believe that if I had conformed strict
ly to a Diabetes diet I would now have
been completely cured."
Dodd's Kidney Pills have cured hun
dreds of cases of Diabetes and never
once failed. It is an old saying that
what will cure Diabetes will cure any
form of Kidney Disease and that's
Just exactly what Dodd's Kidney Pills
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from Backache to Bright's Disease.
Primitive Corn-Grinding Methods.
In the old Babylonian days, the
wheat and corn were crushed by hand
mills made from two circular flat
stones, the upper stone moving on a
flat wooden pivot, and turned with a
wooden handle.
Protesting Against Rate Reduction.
Atlanta, Ga. The recent proposi
tion of J. Pope Brown. Chairman of
the Georgia Railroad commission, to
l educe the passenger rate in Georgia
from three to two cents per mile was
protested against by the Brotherhood
of Locomotive Engineers, tho Order
of Railway Conductors, and unions of
the blacksmiths, machinists and teleg
raphers, boilormakers, railway train
Lien, carpenters and joiners, clerks
and car men. These organizations em
ployed an attorney especially to rep
lescr.t them, who urgfd that such a
reduction would work against tho
prosperity of the state and lead to a
reduction in the number of railroad
employes, as well as of their wages.
The Travelers Protective Association
also protested that a reduction, as
proposed, would result in fewer trains
and poorer service.
H?ro is Destitute.
Capt Benton, an English sailor, 82
years old, who has saved forty-nino
persons from drowning, is to have a
street organ Dought for him, so that
he can earn a living.
ECZEMA FOR TWO YEARS.
Little Girl's Awful Suffering With Ter
rible Skin Humor Sleepless
Nights for Mother Speedy
Cure by Cuticura.
"My little sit', had been suffering;
for two years fri ni eczema, and dur
ing that tim I uld not get a night's
sleep, as her fulni'-nt was very severe.
I had tried to many remedies, deriv
ing no benefit. I had given up all hope.
But as a last r-ort I was persuaded
to try Cuticura. and one box of tho
Ointment and fwo bottles of the Re
solvent, tog iher with the Soap, ef
fected a pom.anent cure. Mrs. I. B.
Jones, Ad(iir.-"on. Ind. T."
Donates tibrary to Town.
John Q. Ia-khard. a rich Californt
an, is hav.ng a $73,000 library build
ing erecvd for Marysviile. Cal.. be
cause he gf his "start in life" there.
5100 Reward, SI0O.
The ret'lT- .f !. paper win be pie a-l to learn
thai there 1- at i-.ii n- lriilril dl;-tc Iliot rclrocs
ha. t-cu l cu-e la all It oiaveo, ami ibal la
Catarrh. Ha t alarrh Cure N ttie only p1:!t
cure Q7 kno d t trio meil'cal fraternity. Catarrh
bliiit a r.nlfuUu3t dl -aj.e. re!itre a etmUlu
tlonal tre.t:mat. HaH" Catarrh Ct;re 1 taSen la
temaily. arilcri'Irecuy upon the 11uh1 ami mucoaa
surface of tt syiem, tnerehy dttroylnic tfca
fuundatlon f th- ii!eoe. and flv!n tbe patten
treanrth by titt.llnic up tr-e co:i'U:ut!on and a--lt-lng
na'ur? tn dulnic It wort. The pr prletort bnv
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German Silver.
German silver derives its rffmo
from the fact that it was iirst manu
factured at Hildburghausen, Germany.
It is an alloy of copper, zinc and
nickel. It is variable in composition,
according to the requirements of the
manufacture, but may be stated for
general purposes to consist of of'
parts of copper, 30 of zinc and 20 of
nickel.
Lots of folks find it more to their
liking to argue about Christianity ,
than to practice it
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